Why Am I Crying I Hate Y'all

ENHYPEN REACTION.

. . to making tiktoks with you

req — hello! how about doing tiktoks with enhypen imagine?

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「 heeseung 」

that apple bottom jeans dance trend

it definitely takes him like five seconds to learn and then he gets mildly frustrated when you keep messing up. and he’s like ?? y/n?? you move your arms and then i move mine and we’re done. like c’mon. and you’re like: it’s harder than it looks okay mr. professional dancer 😠😠 and tbh you have a itty bitty tiny fight about it, but the tik tok is filmed and heeseung feels bad for making you feel bad.

“i’m really sorry for saying that you weren’t trying hard enough,” he pulls his cutest puppy eyed look to make you forgive him. “you’re honestly not that bad of a dancer. ow! okay, okay, okay, a great dancer!”

「 jay 」

giving your boyfriend your hand to see what they do with it

holding the camera in one hand, you reach out the other one towards your boyfriend. jay is on his phone, trying to figure out the chords to a song he’s learning, but he looks up, finally noticing the hand you’re holding out and immediately his brow furrows in confusion.

“what?” he asks, laughing at little. “what am i supposed to do with this?”

and he just picks up your hand and shakes it around a little. you don’t say anything, trying not to laugh. he’d probably smack you with your own hand.

「 jake 」

calling your boyfriend by their first name instead of a pet name

“hey, jake? can you bring me my water bottle?”

“yeah, sur—,” he’s like half way out of his seat when he pumps the breaks and hits you with a look that’s like half 🤨 and half 🥺.

and you’re like: what?? 😇

and he goes: what did you just call me 🙂

you: your name?

jake: never again. i like my nicknames 😠

「 sunghoon 」

rating your boyfriend throughout the day (this audio)

he literally is just minding is business and you’re following him around with your phone for the entire day. it goes something like this.

stretching before practice. 2/10 great self care but where is the attention for me??? 😠

dance practice 🕺🎶 10/10 you’re doing amazing sweetie 😚

buying me food after practice 1000/10 we love a man who knows his place 😌

mildly frustrated with me for filming his every move. tried to take phone away. -50/10 😒

gave me kisses and agreed to watch the addams family with me in bed. 1000000/10

「 sunoo 」

texting your boyfriend, “my boyfriend is gone, you can come over.”

he’s immediately confused and also concerned. like i just know this poor baby would one hundred percent fall for this, hook, line, and sinker. i mean we all saw him during that one live with jay and that whole you can’t breathe through your nose with your mouth open thing LMAO the dude is gullible.

y/n, 3:54 pm: hey, my bf just left. wanna come over?

sunoo, 3:54 pm: y/n???

sunoo, 3:54 pm: what are you talking about

sunoo, 3:54 pm: who was that supposed to be for

sunoo, 3:55 pm: Y/N

sunoo, 3:58 pm: *missed call*

“sunoo, i was just kidding!” you admit after he calls you for the second time. “it’s a tik tok trend.”

“…”

“please don’t ever do that to me again.”

「 jungwon 」

telling your boyfriend he has to hide because your “boyfriend” is coming over

you rush into your room, grabbing jungwon by the arm and pulling him over towards your closet. “dude, you have to hide!”

jungwon is immediately so confused, but he kind of goes along with it, letting you push him into the closet without much resistance. “what? why? y/n, what’s going on?”

“my boyfriend is coming! you have to hide!” you stifle a giggle as you shut the door on him and wait.

it takes a couple of seconds to fully hit him but suddenly jungwon pushes the door open, poking his head out in confusion. “wait, who’s coming?”

「 ni-ki 」

giving your bf a spoonful of your cooking, but you put a bunch of salt in the spoon first

“hey, ni-ki, try this for me,” you hold out a spoonful of the soup you’re making (the weather is extra cold today, perfect for a nice, warm bowl of soup). “i can’t tell if i’ve seasoned it enough.”

ni-ki’s entire face scrunches up when he tastes the spoonful of soup, which is so salty he actually starts coughing. “i think that’s enough!”

he doesn’t notice anything is off until you start laughing and then he realizes that you were just messing with him and laughs too. but know that he is definitely plotting his revenge.

LE(t’s) GO!

a/n. screaming crying throwing up my parents got me those lego flowers (that one set on the last pic) :( and yes, this is what mainly inspired me to write this >.<

"hee!"

your boyfriend jolted up on the couch and sprinted towards the hall once he heard your voice.

"you’re home! i missed you!" heeseung cooed once he saw you. his arms sneaked around your waist and he placed a soft kiss on top of your head. you looked up at him and hee figured out that you’re up to something.

"i missed you too" you hummed and placed a tender peck on his lips. hee frowned yet the corner of his lips turned up.

"did something happen?" hee asked.

"i got you a small present!" you grinned and wriggled out of his grip and reached for a yellow wrapped box.

"oh?" heeseung hummed and tilted his head, curious.

"c’mon, open it!" you pushed the box onto his hands, sparks of excitement in your eyes. you didn’t have to tell him again.

your boyfriend unwrapped the yellow paper and you watched his mouth part in disbelief, eyes widening.

"you got me lego?" he whispered, looking at the set.

"yeah! i saw it and thought about you! you said you had much fun while putting together this set that niki gave you so–" you started rumbling and hee shushed you with his own lips, passionately smacking them against yours.

he hummed into the kiss, pulling back once he felt like he needed some air.

"best. girlfriend. ever" heeseung said before taking a deep sigh and running his fingers through his hair, looking at you hesitantly.

"what are you waiting for? go put it together!" you scoffed.

"let’s go!" he let out a yelp and pressed another peck onto your forehead before rushing to the living room.

after unpacking the groceries you bought on your way home and changing into comfortable clothes, you peeked into the living room.

heeseung was sitting in front of the coffee table, lego pieces on it. he played some music through the speaker and focused on putting the legos together.

his handsome features were puckered in focus. brows furrowed, nose a bit scrunched, lips pouting unconsciously.

"hee?"

nothing.

you smiled and shook your head, coming up to him. he was reading the manual, fingers tracing the drawings.

"hee…" you tucked his hoodie.

"hmm?" he hummed and put down the paper just to start looking for the piece he had to put together now.

you sighed and plopped down onto his lap, making yourself comfortable. heeseung put his chin on your shoulder right away, out of habit.

"i love you" he hummed and grabbed your hands gently to move them in the direction of needed lego piece.

"you’re just saying that because i got you legos" you teased and grabbed the pieces.

"not true" hee giggled and showed you where and how you should follow the next step.

there was something this day that heeseung discovered about legos – sure, he loved them. but he loved putting them together with you even more.

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damn, I'm so lonely...

in rose-tinted dreams.

엔하이픈 ・ female reader + word count 400 genre fluff established relationship warnings not proof-read kissing skinship petnames — more

a/n. i’m still so sleepy ㅠㅠ

heeseung

would be so comfortable to cuddle; you’d be laying your head on his shoulder, an arm of yours lazily wrapped around his torso. he’d softly hum the melodies of familiar songs, absentmindedly drawing circles and patterns on your bare arm; “goodnight, love”, he’d whisper, holding you close to his body.

jongseong

would notice your gradual sleepiness, pointing out how it’s the third time you’ve slurred on your words, yawning mid-sentence; wordlessly cards his fingers through your hair, lulling you to sleep; would try to turn the lamp on the nightstand off as carefully as possible, not wanting to rouse you from your slumber. “night, babe”, he’d mumble, wrapping his arms around your waist.

jaeyun

would have a pretty delayed reaction to your tiredness; mid-way through his little ramble, he would’ve felt the weight of your head against his shoulder, eyes blinking down to gaze at your serene expression; plants a firm kiss to your forehead, softly giggling when you lightly stir in your sleep, scrunching your nose a little as you shift in your spot; “you’re so cute”, he’d mumble under his breath, breaking into a small smile at the sight.

sunghoon

would be the best cuddle buddy ever; engulfs you in a soft hug, pressing little kisses on your neck, or chin, from time to time, breath lightly fanning against your skin; gently plays with your hair, caressing the soft strands; “getting sleepy, aren’t we?” he’d ask, biting back a little chuckle at the way you snooze against his chest.

seonwoo

would absentmindedly play with your fingers, his own lightly stroking against the back of your palm; would speak in such a soft, tranquil manner, voice barely above a whisper; “baby, you can barely keep your eyes open...”, he’d point out, giggling a little when you lightly shake your head in stubborn resistance, yawning ever so quietly.

jungwon

would melt the moment he catches sight of you all bundled up in his blankets— when you’re curled up under the covers, eyes peeking out from the edges of the fluffy duvet, he can’t quite hold back a small, adoration-laced laugh; “you’re adorable”, he’d mumble, tugging you closer to his chest, his head buried in the crook of your neck.

riki

would cling onto you like a koala, limbs sprawled out over your own, his head resting against your shoulder; absentmindedly plays with your hair, lightly twirling the strands around his finger; “this is like the fifth time you’ve yawned in two minutes”, he’d say, a low giggle falling from his lips; would sneak photos of you, finding the way you’ve dozed peacefully in his arms, bundled up in heaps of blankets, adorable.

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this is so cutee 😭

when minho falls in love - l.m.h x reader

summary: when minho falls in love with you, he realizes he will continue falling for eternity

pairing: minho x gn!reader

genre: fluff

wc: >1000

was this loosely based on when emma falls in love? who knows (yes it was). ily enjoy this little drabble <3

Minho realizes he's in love with you after you call him in the middle of the night. It's way past his bedtime — the one he has set for himself. Minho sleeps at 11 pm every day, with no days off. He's a morning person and, to him, nights were made for doubting himself.

But he's wide awake when he picks up the phone and hears your voice.

You begin to ramble about something he can't quite understand, but assume that it must be about this online order you placed a few days ago and never heard back from the seller. He can hear you pacing around the room, your footsteps hitting the wooden floor and the rain pouring and tickling your window. You change the topic and ask about his day, "It was good, let's go back to that issue."

"No, the seller has just shipped it," and he can't help but snicker. He tells you about his day and pays attention to the ruffle on your bed, your incessant tossing and turning to find the perfect spot and the faint click to turn off your night lamp, and Minho can't help but wonder what it feels like to fall asleep in the same bed as you right now. "Let's grab a coffee tomorrow? Since you kept me awake past my bedtime."

He hears your muffled confirmation, a sleepy "are you twelve?" and can almost picture you falling asleep on top of your phone when he whispers his goodbye.

Minho can't sleep now. He's wide awake and has to stare at the raindrops on his window until it dries out and he stops thinking about what it would be like to look at them if he was sleeping next to you. When he finally dozes off, one of his cats jumps on top of him and he can't help but dream about what you would look like being awakened by the same cat at that moment.

You meet him at the café. Minho solidifies the idea of being in love with you right then, right now. "I can't believe you kept me up just to blabber about an order that had already been shipped."

"I have to train you to keep up with my sleeping habits."

"You have no sleeping habits," he looks at you in the same way a beekeeper looks at their bees, "sleeping for three days and then not sleeping at all is not a sleeping habit."

"Then you should keep up with me,” and he swears you look at him with the same fascination as you look at seashells before stuffing your pockets with them, "it's lonely without you."

"Absence makes the heart grow fonder," Minho laughs and takes a sip of your latte, immediately fake gagging, "actually, I should keep up with you. Teach you how to have some taste."

You take your drink from his hands, lightly kicking his shin. Minho always laughs at your antics, and he always looks deep into your eyes to try and find the moment in your life when you started developing said antics. He tries to figure out when you started touching your cheeks when you laugh, why you started ducking when pigeons come near you and how you keep up with the amount of sugar you eat since he first met you.

When Minho sees you, he wants to figure out what makes you, you. He wishes to be one with you to uncover every part of your heart and mind before you call him out again for staring and not even blinking.

"Why are you glancing at me like this?"

"Go out with me." he says before he has the chance to think about his words, "or don't."

"I will," he sees your smile and foresees your next words, "or will I?"

This night, when you call him again, Minho realizes again he's in love with you. He had been realizing the same thing every day for the past few months, ever since you two started dating. When Minho fell in love with you, he knew that there was no escaping from this, there were no locks on his doors when it came to you and not one thing he could look at without thinking of you.

When Minho fell in love with you, he knew he was in it for eternity. So, when Minho calls you in the middle of the night a year or two later, he's not surprised to hear the word "husband" coming from your lips referring to him, and he's not surprised either when he feels like he has just realized that he's falling in love with you for the nth time in that day.

the jay one was my last straw MW(_¶^}^}^}^{¥√|¶|=]-&8•(^48

TEXT. SHOWING THEM OFF

PAIRING bf!enhypen hyung line x reader (maknae line here!)

GENRE fluff, sns

WARNINGS none i don't think? pls tell me to add if i missed it c:

A/N gasp almost forgot jay 😰 srry yall i have amnesia from time 2 time 😢

## LEE HEESEUNG

## PARK SUNGHOON

## SIM JAEYUN // SIM JAKE

## PARK JAY

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i’m sorry i just love ur fic coffee run so much 💞 can u do a part 2 or any more of that jungwon? thanks <3

awwwhhsjsh first of all this req is a few weeks old, so sorry for the wait <\3 pls that fic was like my first request 😭 i am not proud of it at all, but i’m so glad you enjoyed it anonnie 🫶 here’s sum more clingy coffeerun!jungwon for you <3

if you ever search up the definition of a third wheel, a picture of lee heeseung would probably show up.

yes, he played a minor part in helping jungwon confess to you last week, but he didn’t realise it’d mean having to witness his two closest friends suck each other’s faces off every day at work.

“yah, yang jungwon! you have two tables waiting for your clingy ass,” heeseung barks, gesturing to the seated customers. you snort at your older coworkers grumpy tone, pushing jungwon away from you. you’ve found working with your boyfriend has a few minor cons; one being the fact he’s a constant, inescapable distraction.

when you try to turn around and get back to work, jungwon instantly grabs the front of your apron, pushing you towards him and chasing your lips once again. “are— you— deaf?” you mumble in between his pepper of kisses.

“mmh, i just love your kisses.

you raise an eyebrow. “and i bet our customers would love their drinks.” jungwon pouts as you walk away from him, promptly following the order heeseung has copied down on a sticky note.

two arms suddenly wrap around your middle, and it takes no detective to figure out who it is. “don’t you love my kisses too though?” he continues, resting his chin on your shoulder.

“mmh, they’re okay i guess,” you tease.

jungwon gasps, loosening his hold on you slightly. “okay? you guess?!” before you know it, you’ve been pulled away from the poor coffee you were making and shoved right against the counter. he scoffs confidently, “i’ll show you okay, jagi.”

before jungwon can get his lips any closer to yours, he’s abruptly pushed off you by none other than your coworker. “that’s it,” heeseung sighs, “you kids are in time out. jungwon, you’re serving while me and y/n make the drinks.”

jungwon whines, resembling a toddler who just got their favourite toy taken away. “what? hyung, you can’t do that!”

“just did. go on now, you’ll have all lunch break to make out or whatever.”

your boyfriend’s eyes brighten at that. “good idea!” he sends you a mischievous wink, walking backwards, “thanks hyung!”

“he’s obsessed with you.”

“i’m well aware.”

SORRY THIS IS KINDA SHORT DEAR :(

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missing them

five minutes | l.m.h

pairing... bf!minho x gn!reader tags... established relationship, disgustingly fluffy, excessive references to soondoongdori, minho is a cat personified, soft mimo!

operation put your boyfriend to sleep in five minutes is a go.

wc... 1.4k words a/n... ah, yet another domestic fluff fic featuring softy minho. a star specialty! sorry guys this is kinda my fav thing to write ever r u sick of me 😁 anywayz this was inspired by this soft thought and this tiktok like i saw it and immediately thought : lee minho.

ALSO ALSO! HUGE THANK YOU FOR 1K FOLLOWERS! i never would've thought i'd reach this milestone and words couldnt express how incredibly grateful i am for each and every one of you who read and enjoy my works <3 i love you guys thank you so much!

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Minho turned the doorknob and pushed the front door open, greeting Soonie who stood by the entrance with a tilted head. Shutting the door, he hung his bag on the coat rack and bent down to pet his beloved cat’s chin.

“Hi, baby,” the cat nuzzled his head into Minho’s palm and circled around his arm, “where are your brothers, hm?”

Meow… Soonie walked off to the living room as if to answer Minho’s question. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he followed his cat toward the faint nose of your favorite series playing on the TV.

When he entered the room, Minho saw your figure strewn lazily across the couch. Dori was cuddled up against your chest and Soonie hopped up to join Doongie by your feet. His heart warmed at the sight of his loves all huddled together.

“Honey, I’m home,” Minho grabbed your attention with his gentle, sing-song tone, a cheeky smile plastered on his face.

You switched your attention from the screen in front of you to the man standing in the doorway, returning his smile and giving a small wave. “Hi, my love. How was your day?”

Minho padded over to you, scooped Dori up against his chest, and settled himself where the cat had previously taken solace in your arms.

“It was alright,” he said, scooching backward to press his back firm against your front. “Tiring, as usual, but it's fine.”

Though he couldn't see it, you nodded in acknowledgment and pressed a soft kiss to his head. You brought one hand up behind his ear to scratch at his scalp, something you had found he enjoyed.

“Do you want to go to bed already? It is pretty late.” From its place above the TV, the clock read 10:37 PM. “Maybe we should move our little cuddle session to the bedroom.”

Minho sighed and shook his head. “But, I'm already so comfy here. Plus, you wouldn't dare disturb the cats, would you?”

“Please, remember the last time we slept on the couch the whole night? I don’t think we want that happening again.”

“Y/n,” Minho called your name, dragging out the last syllable. “My back hurts so much! Remind me why we stayed on the couch again.”

“I told you we should have moved to the bed! But you wouldn’t listen to me,” you snickered at your boyfriend from the kitchen while you continued to whisk a couple of eggs for your breakfast.

You set the bowl down on the counter and walked over to Minho who was still lying on the couch. When you came into his sight, he made a show of stretching his arms and legs, akin to a cat, accompanied by a few exaggerated groans.

“I don’t think I can get up at all today. I should just call in sick,” Minho draped an arm over his face, letting the other fall limp over the edge of the cushion.

“Don’t you have an important meeting today? I doubt your boss would appreciate you missing that on account of an 'ouchy' back.”

“Well, maybe if you gave me more cuddles, I’d feel a bit better.” Minho peeked at you from under his arm, proposing this cute, yet slightly impractical, solution. “Unless you want me to miss work and stay at home with you today.”

“Alright, you big baby.” Rolling your eyes, you moved to straddle Minho’s lap, leaning forward to place a gentle kiss on his forehead. Now chest to chest, you wrapped an arm around his shoulders, letting the other one snake up his neck to play with the hairs at his nape.

The time you spent wrapped in each other’s warmth turned from seconds to minutes, the comfortable silence lulling you back to sleep. Minutes turned to hours, leaving Minho’s meeting unattended and the scrambled eggs forgotten on the kitchen counter.

“Ugh, at least give me five more minutes,” Minho offered as he continued to stroke Dori’s back, drawing a vibrating purr from the cat. “I don’t wanna get up yet.”

“Oh, come on, you have to brush your teeth anyways. Now get your lazy bum off the couch so we can cuddle on the bed.” You grabbed the throw pillow from behind your back and swung it at Minho’s side, accidentally startling Dori in the process. The cat jumped out of the man’s arms, causing him to throw a frown over his shoulder.

“Now look what you did! You’re scaring our babies.” Finally, Minho stood up, offering you his hand to pull you up as well. You met his hand with your own and anchored yourself up, giving him a sheepish smile.

“Oops.” You shrugged and skipped off to the bedroom, leaving your boyfriend with your three cats in the living room.

“Unbelievable.” Minho took a few steps towards the bathroom, paused, and turned back to look at his cats. “Well, are you coming with me or not?”

While your boyfriend finished his night routine, you lay on your shared bed and grinned to yourself. Operation Put Your Boyfriend to Sleep in Five Minutes was a go. You knew Minho was tired, and you wanted to send him off into a good night’s sleep in the most loving way you could.

The hallway light switched off as Minho opened the door to your bedroom, sporting a playful frown. It was time for Step One: Put him in a blanket.

“Come here, baby,” you peeled the duvet back and patted the space on the bed right next to you, beckoning your pouty boyfriend over to you. “Let’s get you to sleep, yeah?”

Trudging over to his side of the bed, Minho slid onto the mattress and pulled the heavy duvet over his body. Freshly washed, the warm, lavender-scented blanket immediately soothed his senses.

“You could’ve at least stayed with me while I brushed my teeth,” Minho continued to pout as he turned on his side to face you, “and, I don’t know, given me a back hug or something.”

Though his tone was playful, you recognized the look in Minho’s gaze. He yearned for your comfort, but he didn’t know how to ask for it. Reaching over, you cupped his face, gently caressing his cheek with your thumb. You peppered a few pecks on the corners of his mouth, kissing his pout away. Perfect timing for Step Two: Give reassuring pets.

“I’m here now, it’s okay.” His hair was soft in between your fingers as you threaded them through the fluffy locks. They smelled faintly of his coconut shampoo.

Tired, Minho let out a yawn, nose scrunched and eyelids shut. He leaned into your touch, humming contently.

Faintly, the door creaked open and you could hear light thuds on the carpeted floor, followed by a slightly louder thud on the bed as Doongie entered the bedroom and jumped up to join you. He stepped all over Minho’s body—drawing out a quiet yelp from the man beside you. You giggled as Doongie finally plopped down on Minho’s pillow, snuggling against the top of his head. This brought you to Step Three: Tuck him in.

With your boyfriend lying under the covers, you hooked one leg over him, moving your hand on his head to tuck it into your neck, cradling his body with no intent to stop any time soon.

For a second, the universe felt still. It was as though the ever-rotating hands on the clock had stopped moving, pausing to witness this intimate moment between you and Minho; as if even the angels in the skies above didn’t want this sweet gesture to end.

That was until Minho decided to take matters into his own hands and execute Step Four: Put one arm out for temperature regulation.

“It's too warm!” Minho whined into your neck, breaking the silence, and removed one arm from under the blanket, exposing it to the cold air. “Ah, that's better.”

He turned on his side and wrapped his now free arm around the small of your back, pulling you closer to him, if that were even physically possible.

Seeing your bodies pressed flush against each other, Soonie—who was previously lounging at the foot of the bed—crawled up the sheets and nuzzled into the barely-there gap between you and Minho, with Dori following suit.

Within five minutes of lying down, the night ended with your small family cuddled together on the warm, cozy bed, basking in each other’s comfort.

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come into my arms

☾ ft. shinsuke kita

☾ sfw. kita misses you while you sleep. 1.2k

kita has always been used to waking up early. 

since he was a child it was always kita’s way to have a productive start to his mornings, waking up as early as 5am to start his routines. that habit of waking up at absurd hours of the morning proved useful as it carried into adulthood, and today he wakes up early every morning to tend to his farm. 

he enjoys the serenity in those hours, the peace the dawn brings. he can focus solely on himself, he can work as slowly or as quickly as he pleases, and this is just the way things have always been. 

it wasn’t unusual for this habit of his to start rubbing off on you over the years. he’d never want to disturb your sleep, and he takes extra care in moving carefully around the house as he gets ready to start his chores so as to not wake you. but sometimes you’d follow short of him when you’d no longer feel his body heat or gentle breathing beside you. he’d urge you to go back to bed, but you’d insist on starting the day alongside him.

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