all4yoi

[all4yoi]

hey can i be added to the daddy diaries taglist?

hii, yes ofc! 🫡

[all4yoi]

What if the baby starts preferring the other members over them??

oh this is so cute!! the betrayal and the dads spiraling when their baby calls sunoo their dad 🥀 this would be a good follow up part after the babysitting shenanigans with the maknae line. thank you!!

[all4yoi]

OMG I love your writing!! 💌🫶🏼

You should totally do a scenario where they leave the reader to take care of the baby alone for the first time — I’d love to see how it goes with all of them ���💖

thank you so much! im rlly glad to hear that!!

also, im pretty sure this is also in the baby diaries part! i already have so much ideas but i, unfortunately, have to do it in order aaaa 😭😭 thank you for showing interest in the series !! :>

[all4yoi]

How would they handle a baby meltdown in public?? Like one of them is trying to act calm while the other is Googling “what do babies want” in a panic 😭

yess!! this is actually part of the baby diaries titled "first tantrum" so we'll be seeing it much sooner than the extra parts 🤫

[all4yoi]

their reaction to their child's crush or if they gave a daughter, their reaction to them receiving a flower

ohh, definitely!! i can already tell some of them with baby boys would be proud and those with baby girls would be having mixed emotions 😭 thank you! i'll make sure to put this on the series 🫡

[all4yoi]

im js saying you all can send in asks for ideas i can put in tdd series for extras! like what i've put "babysitting shenanigans" wherein i'll make the maknae line babysit the babies n stuff 🤯

[all4yoi]

(open) taglist 2! bold can't be tagged — @flwrhoes @hoonwonseoul @luciathcv @why4anne @wonbbon @starry-eyed-bimbo @luvleyylina @j-jinxee @addictedtohobi @manariees @hoseokteardrop @aishigrey @kk-kitten @vrikisn @m1kkso @manuosorioh @niyzu

𝓣he 𝓓addy 𝓓iaries

!? . . ★ 𝓦here 𝓛ove 𝓖rows — the moment your bump finally shows and how each of them reacts to seeing the first physical proof of the little life growing inside you.

➹ enhypen hyungline x fem!reader ✦ cw: fluff !! mentions of kissing, reader is in her undies for hee's, mentions of feeling fat, jake makes a joke ab enjoying dinner too much, lmk if i missed anything else! not proofread

➹ taglist 2: open! SEND AN ASK — SERIES MASTERLIST

LEE HEESEUNG

Ever since you moved in with Heeseung back when you were still just boyfriend and girlfriend, you'd both grown completely used to changing in front of each other.

Heeseung would always watch with a teasing smirk, sometimes whistling or tossing out a cheeky comment. Other times, he'd come up behind you, wrap his arms around your waist, and press warm kisses to your bare shoulders. It was a routine you'd grown used to, his affection, his presence, his love.

So you were surprised now, standing in your bra and underwear in front of the mirror, brushing your hair only to find your husband unusually quiet from his spot on the bed.

You glanced at him through the mirror, and Heeseung looked like he'd been hit with something heavy.

Then, wordlessly, he stood and walked toward you. He stopped just behind you, his hands hovering over your stomach like he was almost afraid to touch you.

"Baby," he whispered, finally resting his palms gently against your skin, "you're showing."

You froze, eyes widening as you looked down, then at the mirror then back down again. Your hands lifted to cover his, resting over your small but clearly visible baby bump.

"I didn't even notice..." you breathed.

Heeseung smiled, shaky and soft, lowering his chin to your shoulder as he looked at your reflection beside his.

His eyes were glassy, and his smile trembled.

You let out a quiet chuckle, rubbing your thumb along his forearm. "You big baby... are you crying?"

"I just love you," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "And this little nugget.. so much."

He pressed a gentle kiss to your jaw, then hugged you tighter, like he never wanted to let either of you go. — more under the cut!

PARK JONGSEONG

Even though you were now pregnant, Sunday night dates were never skipped. Jay had religiously taken you out every Sunday ever since you'd said yes to being his girlfriend years ago, and now that you were his wife and carrying his child, nothing had changed.

Well... almost nothing.

Standing in front of the mirror, you adjusted your maroon, form-fitting dress that stopped just below your calves, frowning. It just didn't feel right. You tried earrings, lipstick, even a cardigan.. but no matter what you did, you didn't like what you saw. You felt off. Heavy. Not you.

Sighing, you stepped out of your shared bedroom, heels clicking softly on the stairs until you stopped at the bottom looking at where Jay sat on the couch, waiting patiently.

He was dressed in a black button-up shirt, the top few buttons left undone and sleeves rolled up to his forearms, like always. Effortlessly handsome.

You looked at him, then down at yourself. "Let's cancel tonight," you mumbled.

Jay's brows lifted in confusion as he stood up, walking toward you. "Why?"

"I feel... fat in this dress," you said quietly, tugging at the fabric near your waist.

He didn't say anything at first, just stood there, eyes scanning you from head to toe. Then a breathy chuckle left his lips as his hands landed gently on your hips, pulling you closer.

"Baby," he whispered, pressing a warm kiss to your cheek, "you're not fat." his hand slid to your stomach. "That's our baby. You're showing."

You blinked, looking down, you finally saw it. The curve you'd been trying to hide in cardigans and loose dresses. You weren't just gaining weight. You were growing life.

"They're finally saying hi," Jay murmured, wrapping his arms fully around you and resting his chin on your shoulder.

He smiled to himself, already imagining the story he'd tell later. About the night he got to take both of the loves of his life on a date for the first time.

SIM JAEYUN

You were lounging on the couch, nestled comfortably between Jake's legs, clad in an oversized hoodie that clearly belonged to him. A movie played quietly in the background, but Jake, as always, needed something to fidget with. This time, it was your fingers, which he absentmindedly played with while watching the screen.

He let out a small laugh at one scene, his right hand dropping gently to your stomach. He pressed lightly and tilted his head.

"Lovely, are you bloated? Was my pasta that good?" he teased, leaning down to pepper your neck and jawline with kisses.

You let out a laugh, half-heartedly swatting at his arm. "Stop it!"

You lifted the hoodie until the hem rested just below your chest, revealing a small but visible bump. Jake paused. His playful expression shifted as he stared at it.

"You calling our baby pasta?" you asked, amused, looking up at him with a smile tugging at your lips.

He stayed quiet, his hands now cradling the bump with a kind of reverence. He rubbed soft, slow circles on your skin, still in awe.

"Woah.. They're actually bumping, baby," he whispered, voice full of wonder. "That's our little bean."

You melted into his warmth as he kept talking softly to your stomach, his hands never leaving your skin. You didn't stop him when he stood up from his position to grab his phone and started taking pictures from different angles, even if the camera flash made you squint.

"God," Jake breathed, pressing a kiss to the very center of your bump, "I can't wait to meet them."

His palm settled gently at the base of your belly, holding it like something precious.

"I love you," he whispered, eyes back on yours. "Thank you."

PARK SUNGHOON

Since it had taken nearly a year to get pregnant, there were days you both forgot you actually were. You'd only be reminded in the early mornings, hunched over the toilet, or in the dead of night when you craved weird food combinations no one in their right mind would put together.

That also meant you hadn't let go of your favorite silky, skimpy sleepwear just yet.

You were in front of the bathroom mirror, casually spreading moisturizer across your face, wearing a white silk tank top trimmed with black lace that stopped just an inch above your belly button and some matching shorts. You didn't even look up when your husband came in, half-asleep from his nap and shirtless, preparing to shower.

He stood beside you for a moment before his eyes lowered, and then he stilled.

You caught his reflection hovering just behind you. Sunghoon's gaze was locked on your stomach. Slowly, wordlessly, he stepped closer and gently placed both hands over your stomach. You flinched at the sudden chill of his palms.

Your brow raised slightly. "Hoon?"

He didn't answer right away, still fixated on your reflection in the mirror. His calloused thumbs moved gently in circles over your skin, so quiet you almost didn't hear him.

"You're really pregnant, huh?" he murmured, voice thick with something between disbelief and wonder.

You followed his gaze down to the small, visible curve and placed your hand on top of his. "I guess I really am," you whispered, leaning back into his chest.

He lowered his head, pressing his forehead to your temple, his breath warm against your cheek. One arm slipped around your waist instinctively. Protective and grounding.

"I think it finally hit me now," he said quietly.

You smiled, fingers running through his hair as you leaned into his warmth just a little more.

taglist 1! bold can't be tagged — @stawberri @saphiranishimurashan @strxwbloody @heesexual74 @jooniesbears-blog @ayablogsblog @teddybeartaetae @gandaengene @snowprincehoon @e-r-i-15 @ijustwannareadstuff20 @maveysoup @hhyvsstuff @tobiosbbyghorl @anushkaaaiaiiaiaia @lostwonderwall @starlit-rin @luciathcv @kkamismom12 @1-hypegirl @50-husbands @talesofthegreatest @kristynaaah @izahere @aeri-shi @shawnyle @riribelle @storeyz @17ericas

[all4yoi]

𝓣he 𝓓addy 𝓓iaries

!? . . ★ 𝓦here 𝓛ove 𝓖rows — the moment your bump finally shows and how each of them reacts to seeing the first physical proof of the little life growing inside you.

➹ enhypen hyungline x fem!reader ✦ cw: fluff !! mentions of kissing, reader is in her undies for hee's, mentions of feeling fat, jake makes a joke ab enjoying dinner too much, lmk if i missed anything else! not proofread

➹ taglist 2: open! SEND AN ASK — SERIES MASTERLIST

LEE HEESEUNG

Ever since you moved in with Heeseung back when you were still just boyfriend and girlfriend, you'd both grown completely used to changing in front of each other.

Heeseung would always watch with a teasing smirk, sometimes whistling or tossing out a cheeky comment. Other times, he'd come up behind you, wrap his arms around your waist, and press warm kisses to your bare shoulders. It was a routine you'd grown used to, his affection, his presence, his love.

So you were surprised now, standing in your bra and underwear in front of the mirror, brushing your hair only to find your husband unusually quiet from his spot on the bed.

You glanced at him through the mirror, and Heeseung looked like he'd been hit with something heavy.

Then, wordlessly, he stood and walked toward you. He stopped just behind you, his hands hovering over your stomach like he was almost afraid to touch you.

"Baby," he whispered, finally resting his palms gently against your skin, "you're showing."

You froze, eyes widening as you looked down, then at the mirror then back down again. Your hands lifted to cover his, resting over your small but clearly visible baby bump.

"I didn't even notice..." you breathed.

Heeseung smiled, shaky and soft, lowering his chin to your shoulder as he looked at your reflection beside his.

His eyes were glassy, and his smile trembled.

You let out a quiet chuckle, rubbing your thumb along his forearm. "You big baby... are you crying?"

"I just love you," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "And this little nugget.. so much."

He pressed a gentle kiss to your jaw, then hugged you tighter, like he never wanted to let either of you go. — more under the cut!

PARK JONGSEONG

Even though you were now pregnant, Sunday night dates were never skipped. Jay had religiously taken you out every Sunday ever since you'd said yes to being his girlfriend years ago, and now that you were his wife and carrying his child, nothing had changed.

Well... almost nothing.

Standing in front of the mirror, you adjusted your maroon, form-fitting dress that stopped just below your calves, frowning. It just didn't feel right. You tried earrings, lipstick, even a cardigan.. but no matter what you did, you didn't like what you saw. You felt off. Heavy. Not you.

Sighing, you stepped out of your shared bedroom, heels clicking softly on the stairs until you stopped at the bottom looking at where Jay sat on the couch, waiting patiently.

He was dressed in a black button-up shirt, the top few buttons left undone and sleeves rolled up to his forearms, like always. Effortlessly handsome.

You looked at him, then down at yourself. "Let's cancel tonight," you mumbled.

Jay's brows lifted in confusion as he stood up, walking toward you. "Why?"

"I feel... fat in this dress," you said quietly, tugging at the fabric near your waist.

He didn't say anything at first, just stood there, eyes scanning you from head to toe. Then a breathy chuckle left his lips as his hands landed gently on your hips, pulling you closer.

"Baby," he whispered, pressing a warm kiss to your cheek, "you're not fat." his hand slid to your stomach. "That's our baby. You're showing."

You blinked, looking down, you finally saw it. The curve you'd been trying to hide in cardigans and loose dresses. You weren't just gaining weight. You were growing life.

"They're finally saying hi," Jay murmured, wrapping his arms fully around you and resting his chin on your shoulder.

He smiled to himself, already imagining the story he'd tell later. About the night he got to take both of the loves of his life on a date for the first time.

SIM JAEYUN

You were lounging on the couch, nestled comfortably between Jake's legs, clad in an oversized hoodie that clearly belonged to him. A movie played quietly in the background, but Jake, as always, needed something to fidget with. This time, it was your fingers, which he absentmindedly played with while watching the screen.

He let out a small laugh at one scene, his right hand dropping gently to your stomach. He pressed lightly and tilted his head.

"Lovely, are you bloated? Was my pasta that good?" he teased, leaning down to pepper your neck and jawline with kisses.

You let out a laugh, half-heartedly swatting at his arm. "Stop it!"

You lifted the hoodie until the hem rested just below your chest, revealing a small but visible bump. Jake paused. His playful expression shifted as he stared at it.

"You calling our baby pasta?" you asked, amused, looking up at him with a smile tugging at your lips.

He stayed quiet, his hands now cradling the bump with a kind of reverence. He rubbed soft, slow circles on your skin, still in awe.

"Woah.. They're actually bumping, baby," he whispered, voice full of wonder. "That's our little bean."

You melted into his warmth as he kept talking softly to your stomach, his hands never leaving your skin. You didn't stop him when he stood up from his position to grab his phone and started taking pictures from different angles, even if the camera flash made you squint.

"God," Jake breathed, pressing a kiss to the very center of your bump, "I can't wait to meet them."

His palm settled gently at the base of your belly, holding it like something precious.

"I love you," he whispered, eyes back on yours. "Thank you."

PARK SUNGHOON

Since it had taken nearly a year to get pregnant, there were days you both forgot you actually were. You'd only be reminded in the early mornings, hunched over the toilet, or in the dead of night when you craved weird food combinations no one in their right mind would put together.

That also meant you hadn't let go of your favorite silky, skimpy sleepwear just yet.

You were in front of the bathroom mirror, casually spreading moisturizer across your face, wearing a white silk tank top trimmed with black lace that stopped just an inch above your belly button and some matching shorts. You didn't even look up when your husband came in, half-asleep from his nap and shirtless, preparing to shower.

He stood beside you for a moment before his eyes lowered, and then he stilled.

You caught his reflection hovering just behind you. Sunghoon's gaze was locked on your stomach. Slowly and wordlessly, he stepped closer and gently placed both hands over your stomach. You flinched at the sudden chill of his palms.

Your brow raised slightly. "Hoon?"

He didn't answer right away, still fixated on your reflection in the mirror. His calloused thumbs moved gently in circles over your skin, so quiet you almost didn't hear him.

"You're really pregnant, huh?" he murmured, voice thick with something between disbelief and wonder.

You followed his gaze down to the small, visible curve and placed your hand on top of his. "I guess I really am," you whispered, leaning back into his chest.

He lowered his head, pressing his forehead to your temple, his breath warm against your cheek. One arm slipped around your waist instinctively. Protective and grounding.

"I think it finally hit me now," he said quietly.

You smiled, fingers running through his hair as you leaned into his warmth just a little more.

taglist 1! bold can't be tagged — @stawberri @saphiranishimurashan @strxwbloody @heesexual74 @jooniesbears-blog @ayablogsblog @teddybeartaetae @gandaengene @snowprincehoon @e-r-i-15 @ijustwannareadstuff20 @maveysoup @hhyvsstuff @tobiosbbyghorl @anushkaaaiaiiaiaia @lostwonderwall @starlit-rin @luciathcv @kkamismom12 @1-hypegirl @50-husbands @talesofthegreatest @kristynaaah @izahere @aeri-shi @shawnyle @riribelle @storeyz @17ericas

[all4yoi]

i wanna give hyungline baby boys for tdd series just cause i want a mini them running around but ik i need to give some of them a baby girl 😔

[all4yoi]

도서관 ── TALESHELF

﹗ ˖ ་ 💭 welcome to the masterlist! every story written here are purely fictional. please learn how to separate fiction from reality! happy reading ꒰ঌ( ⌯' '⌯)໒꒱

﹙ keys ﹚ ─ 🪽: fluff , 🎐 : angst , 🫧 : crack , 🍥 : suggestive , 🔖 : series ,🪞: smau

LEE HEESEUNG ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎˎˊ˗

The Daddy Diaries ( 🔖 )

╰► A glimpse into fatherhood through the eyes of Enhypen’s hyung line as they navigate the joys, challenges, and life-changing moments of becoming dads.

Just A Game (🎐 )

╰► catching him holding hands with another girl after he accepted your confession.

Only You (🪽)

╰► after catching him holding hands with another female, you walk away from him and he runs after you, assuring you it was all a misunderstanding.

Just A Bet (🎐 )

╰► after a few months of dating, you find out you were just a bet.

Not A Bet (🪽)

╰► upon learning that you were merely the stake in a bet, he wasted no time in mending your relationship.

PARK JONGSEONG ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎˎˊ˗

The Daddy Diaries ( 🔖 )

╰► A glimpse into fatherhood through the eyes of Enhypen’s hyung line as they navigate the joys, challenges, and life-changing moments of becoming dads.

Dear Jongseong ( 🪽, 🎐 )

╰► Y/N has only ever known pain ever since her mother's passing.. but whenever she's about to lose herself, jay has always been there to her aid and remind her that life isn't simply about pain.

Just A Game (🎐 )

╰► catching him holding hands with another girl after he accepted your confession.

Only You (🪽)

╰► after catching him holding hands with another female, you walk away from him and he runs after you, assuring you it was all a misunderstanding.

Just A Bet (🎐 )

╰► after a few months of dating, you find out you were just a bet.

Not A Bet (🪽)

╰► upon learning that you were merely the stake in a bet, he wasted no time in mending your relationship.

SIM JAEYUN ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎˎˊ˗

The Daddy Diaries ( 🔖 )

╰► A glimpse into fatherhood through the eyes of Enhypen’s hyung line as they navigate the joys, challenges, and life-changing moments of becoming dads.

Just A Game (🎐 )

╰► catching him holding hands with another girl after he accepted your confession.

Only You (🪽)

╰► after catching him holding hands with another female, you walk away from him and he runs after you, assuring you it was all a misunderstanding.

Sins Of The Manor ( 🪽, 🎐 )

╰► Y/N L/N, a lively aristocrat, finds herself in love with Sim Jaeyun, the estate gardener. Their secret romance defies societal expectations, jeopardizing both their reputations and family honor as they navigate the treacherous waters and the consequences of cross-class affection.

─ or in short, wherein Sim Jaeyun finds himself longing for the infamous nobleman's daughter the longer he works for their estate.

Just A Bet (🎐 )

╰► after a few months of dating, you find out you were just a bet.

Not A Bet (🪽)

╰► upon learning that you were merely the stake in a bet, he wasted no time in mending your relationship.

Lovers Don't Last (We Did Once) ( 🪽, 🎐 )

╰► When Y/N agrees to join a weekend getaway with old friends, she expects campfires, lake swims, and group games. Not Jake, the boy she once called home. The boy who drifted away without a storm, just a soft fading into silence. Now, in the cozy confines of a remote cabin, with nowhere to run and too many memories between them—they’re forced to coexist for five days of shared meals, fun activities, and lingering glances.

PARK SUNGHOON ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎˎˊ˗

The Daddy Diaries ( 🔖 )

╰► A glimpse into fatherhood through the eyes of Enhypen’s hyung line as they navigate the joys, challenges, and life-changing moments of becoming dads.

Just A Game (🎐 )

╰► catching him holding hands with another girl after he accepted your confession.

Only You (🪽)

╰► after catching him holding hands with another female, you walk away from him and he runs after you, assuring you it was all a misunderstanding.

Falling Slowly In Love (🪽)

╰► wherein we see how ni-ki, your younger brother, witnessed how the love between you and sunghoon bloomed.

Just A Bet (🎐 )

╰► after a few months of dating, you find out you were just a bet.

Not A Bet (🪽)

╰► upon learning that you were merely the stake in a bet, he wasted no time in mending your relationship.

KIM SUNOO ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎˎˊ˗

─ nothing here yet .. comeback soon .ᐟ

YANG JUNGWON ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎˎˊ˗

─ nothing here yet .. comeback soon .ᐟ

NISHIMURA RIKI ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎˎˊ˗

─ nothing here yet .. comeback soon .ᐟ

[all4yoi]

grah, im so having writers block for the cravings part for tdd, i might remove it 😔😔

[all4yoi]

(open) taglist 2! bold can't be tagged — @flwrhoes @hoonwonseoul @luciathcv @why4anne @wonbbon @starry-eyed-bimbo @luvleyylina @j-jinxee @addictedtohobi @manariees @hoseokteardrop @aishigrey @kk-kitten @vrikisn

𝓣he 𝓓addy 𝓓iaries

!? . . ★ 𝓜ood 𝓢wings — wherein they realize just how real pregnancy mood swings are and how they try (and fail) to survive them.

➹ enhypen hyungline x fem!reader ✦ cw: fluff fluff fluff super fluff !! some crying (ofc), and that's it?? just fluff really, lmk if i missed something. not proofread

➹ taglist 2: open! SEND AN ASK — SERIES MASTERLIST

LEE HEESEUNG

Heeseung has heard about the eventual mood swings you'd go through, specifically now that you're pregnant. "Take her easy." his mom has said to him hundreds of times. No matter how many times he has seen you cry over the littlest and silliest things, he couldn't get used to seeing you cry.

Just like now.

"Baby? What happened?" Heeseung asked upon seeing his pregnant wife sniffling quietly on the couch. He sat down next to you, placing his hand instinctively on your lower back and rubbing.

Your glassy eyes looked up at him and he could hear his heart cracking. "They got it wrong." your voice cracked as you whined, gesturing towards the box of chicken nuggets on the coffee table. Heeseung frowned, opening the meal and looking at you with worry and confusion.

"What's wrong baby? Did they give the wrong sauce? Should I go get-"

"They gave me twenty-one instead of twenty!"

Heeseung blinked.

Wait.. shouldn't.. that be a good thing? Nevertheless, he nodded solemnly as if it had offended him too, wrapping his arms around you. "That's okay, baby. I'll eat the extra one." and before you could say anything, his hand reached towards the box and put the lone nugget in his mouth.

Big mistake.

Heeseung flinched when you suddenly slapped his shoulder, glaring at him. He raised his arms in confusion, his eyes wide like a bambi's.

"That was for me! The twenty nuggets were for the baby!"

Yeah, Heeseung could get used to this. Maybe. — more under the cut!

PARK JONGSEONG

You were only ten weeks pregnant and yet your moods were all over the place, and ever since then, your husband has been walking on egg shells.

A single misplaced glass on the kitchen cabinets can either trigger a meltdown or a full-on crying session. Jay had even stopped making eggs for breakfast after you once yelled at him for "stinking up the whole kitchen," only to burst into tears seconds later because you felt bad for snapping at him.

Despite all that, he still found you charming. He'd coddle you, calm you down, and kiss you breathless just to bring your mood back up.

But there were times where he let his guard down, just like now.

"Baby, can you please fetch me some water.." you whispered sweetly into his ear, pleading politely and softly. Jay didn't answer but merely sat up from his position on the bed with a grunt.

A grunt.

But you didn't hear a grunt. You heard a groan and a heavy sigh. A sigh that only an annoyed man would do.

"Are you mad? Why are you mad?" you furrowed your brows. "I just asked for water from the fridge, you should be thankful I'm not asking for fresh spring water that you'd have to get from a waterfall."

To say that Jay was taken aback was an understatement.

"Baby, what are you talking about? I'm not mad." he said gently with a frown, looking at you in confusion. His confusion deepened when you slapped his hand away when he tried to touch you.

You shook your head and turned your back towards him. "You are. Don't hide it. You sighed."

He raised his brows in amusement but didn't let it show in his tone. "What?"

You turned your head at him, lips pouting and eyes narrowed. "You sighed, Jay. I heard it." you whined in annoyance.

He hadn't. But he wasn't about to argue with a hormonal woman carrying his child.

Instead, Jay pursed his lips before planting a soft kiss on your temple while his hands stroked your hair. "Okay, I'm sorry baby. It's not gonna happen again, okay? I'm so terribly sorry-"

"So you admit you were mad!"

He really wasn't, but if it meant seeing you smile at him again, he'd apologize a hundred more times.

SIM JAEYUN

Despite being only ten weeks pregnant, Jake had been treating you like your due date was just around the corner. He'd help you up the stairs, one of his hands would always be on your back when you'd sit up, and he didn't let you do any chores even though there weren't any physical changes in your body yet.

After long talks with each other and both families, you'd decided to keep the baby, especially after getting nothing but love and support. It felt like a weight had been lifted from your chest when your mom simply hugged you through tears and when Jake's mom embraced you just as tightly, apologizing for her son with a laugh.

Jake was over the moon. He's always wanted a family and to build it with you? He could die a happy man.

He was enjoying himself too much, even through your mood swings.

Jake watched you spread butter on a toast with heart eyes, utterly lovestruck. His attention averted to his phone when it vibrated, notifying him of the food you asked for being delivered.

Really, he only took three minutes max to get the food from the front door before walking back to the kitchen to see you kneeling and sobbing on the floor with a fallen toast beside you.

"Lovely, what happened?" he asked with a smile, kneeling down beside you to wipe your tears with his thumb. You hiccuped a few times before you spoke.

"That was the perfect slice, Jake! It was golden on the edges, it was for our baby," your hand cradled your still-flat stomach. "Now it's dirty and... unhealthy."

Jake widened his eyes, his jaw dropping. "The baby's toast?!" he gasped. "That's no good!" he exclaimed, gathering you in his arms and helping you up.

Jake knew that telling you it wasn't a big deal and that it was fine because it didn't fall on the buttered side was inevitable. He could tell you. Instead, he let you cry to your hearts content while he held you, his lips pecking your temple at every hiccup.

"Shh, look at the brighter side," he murmured as he pulled away gently, just a tiny bit to look at your red, swollen eyes. "Your requested chicken tenders just arrived, fresh and hot." Jake smiled when you paused mid-sniffle, your eyes flicking towards the paper bag on the counter.

"...Yay," you mumbled, before curling back into his embrace and kissing his neck.

"I love you, Jakey."

"I love you too, baby."

He'll clean the floor later.

PARK SUNGHOON

After two whole years of yearning for a baby and now finally having it, Sunghoon was sure that he was prepared for the long journey ahead. That included the morning sickness, your cravings, and your mood swings.

Or so he thought.

"Im hungry." you suddenly said from beside him on the couch, pouting while rubbing your still-flat stomach. Sunghoon hummed, pausing the movie and turning to you with a gentle look.

"Yeah? What would you like this time, baby?" he asked, waiting for you patiently as you looked towards the ceiling as if it had the answer to his question.

"Um.. I don't know." you mumbled, ashamed as tears started to form on your tear ducts. Sunghoon sat up straight, both hands cradling your face as he cooes at you softly. "Shh, don't cry. We'll figure it out together. Let's go to the kitchen."

He helped you up, pressing a sweet and warm kiss on your cheek as you both walked towards the kitchen hand-in-hand. He helped you sit down on a stool before walking across the counter and looked at you with a determined look.

"Okay baby. Bring it on. I'll do anything."

You giggled, watching your husband in awe and began thinking.

Ten minutes passed. Your smile had faded, now replaced with frustration as your lower lip was caught between your teeth. Sunghoon stayed patiently, one hand holding yours  and giving it gentle squeezes

"I want.." you hesitated. "Something sweet. No, maybe salty? Or crunchy- Ugh! I don't know, baby." you rambled, voice cracking in guilt and frustration.

Sunghoon merely nodded. "It's okay, I got you baby."

Those were his last words before he disappeared from in front of you and into the walk-in pantry. Minutes later he came out with a tray filled with chips, sliced pickles, strawberries and a spoonful of peanut butter.

You looked at it in disbelief. "This isn't what I wanted, Hoon!"

Sunghoon paused mid-step. "..Okay. Um.. do you know what you do want now?"

He shouldn't have talked and just came up with something more appetizing because now you're full-on crying. Sunghoon panicked and rushed towards you to pull you in a warm hug and murmured apologies profusely against your hair.

"Sorry, sorry. I'll come up with something new. I'll fix it baby, shh."

Sunghoon thought he was prepared, turns out he wasn't. He just needed more creative (and yummy) ideas in the kitchen.

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[all4yoi]

𝓣he 𝓓addy 𝓓iaries

!? . . ★ 𝓜ood 𝓢wings — wherein they realize just how real pregnancy mood swings are and how they try (and fail) to survive them.

➹ enhypen hyungline x fem!reader ✦ cw: fluff fluff fluff super fluff !! some crying (ofc), pregnancy, and that's it?? just fluff really, lmk if i missed something. not proofread

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LEE HEESEUNG

Heeseung has heard about the eventual mood swings you'd go through, specifically now that you're pregnant. "Take her easy." his mom has said to him hundreds of times. No matter how many times he has seen you cry over the littlest and silliest things, he couldn't get used to seeing you cry.

Just like now.

"Baby? What happened?" Heeseung asked upon seeing his pregnant wife sniffling quietly on the couch. He sat down next to you, placing his hand instinctively on your lower back and rubbing.

Your glassy eyes looked up at him and he could hear his heart cracking. "They got it wrong." your voice cracked as you whined, gesturing towards the box of chicken nuggets on the coffee table. Heeseung frowned, opening the meal and looking at you with worry and confusion.

"What's wrong baby? Did they give the wrong sauce? Should I go get-"

"They gave me twenty-one instead of twenty!"

Heeseung blinked.

Wait.. shouldn't.. that be a good thing? Nevertheless, he nodded solemnly as if it had offended him too, wrapping his arms around you. "That's okay, baby. I'll eat the extra one." and before you could say anything, his hand reached towards the box and put the lone nugget in his mouth.

Big mistake.

Heeseung flinched when you suddenly slapped his shoulder, glaring at him. He raised his arms in confusion, his eyes wide like a bambi's.

"That was for me! The twenty nuggets were for the baby!"

Yeah, Heeseung could get used to this. Maybe. — more under the cut!

PARK JONGSEONG

You were only ten weeks pregnant and yet your moods were all over the place, and ever since then, your husband has been walking on egg shells.

A single misplaced glass on the kitchen cabinets can either trigger a meltdown or a full-on crying session. Jay had even stopped making eggs for breakfast after you once yelled at him for "stinking up the whole kitchen," only to burst into tears seconds later because you felt bad for snapping at him.

Despite all that, he still found you charming. He'd coddle you, calm you down, and kiss you breathless just to bring your mood back up.

But there were times where he let his guard down, just like now.

"Baby, can you please fetch me some water.." you whispered sweetly into his ear, pleading politely and softly. Jay didn't answer but merely sat up from his position on the bed with a grunt.

A grunt.

But you didn't hear a grunt. You heard a groan and a heavy sigh. A sigh that only an annoyed man would do.

"Are you mad? Why are you mad?" you furrowed your brows. "I just asked for water from the fridge, you should be thankful I'm not asking for fresh spring water that you'd have to get from a waterfall."

To say that Jay was taken aback was an understatement.

"Baby, what are you talking about? I'm not mad." he said gently with a frown, looking at you in confusion. His confusion deepened when you slapped his hand away when he tried to touch you.

You shook your head and turned your back towards him. "You are. Don't hide it. You sighed."

He raised his brows in amusement but didn't let it show in his tone. "What?"

You turned your head at him, lips pouting and eyes narrowed. "You sighed, Jay. I heard it." you whined in annoyance.

He hadn't. But he wasn't about to argue with a hormonal woman carrying his child.

Instead, Jay pursed his lips before planting a soft kiss on your temple while his hands stroked your hair. "Okay, I'm sorry baby. It's not gonna happen again, okay? I'm so terribly sorry-"

"So you admit you were mad!"

He really wasn't, but if it meant seeing you smile at him again, he'd apologize a hundred more times.

SIM JAEYUN

Despite being only ten weeks pregnant, Jake had been treating you like your due date was just around the corner. He'd help you up the stairs, one of his hands would always be on your back when you'd sit up, and he didn't let you do any chores even though there weren't any physical changes in your body yet.

After long talks with each other and both families, you'd decided to keep the baby, especially after getting nothing but love and support. It felt like a weight had been lifted from your chest when your mom simply hugged you through tears and when Jake's mom embraced you just as tightly, apologizing for her son with a laugh.

Jake was over the moon. He's always wanted a family and to build it with you? He could die a happy man.

He was enjoying himself too much, even through your mood swings.

Jake watched you spread butter on a toast with heart eyes, utterly lovestruck. His attention averted to his phone when it vibrated, notifying him of the food you asked for being delivered.

Really, he only took three minutes max to get the food from the front door before walking back to the kitchen to see you kneeling and sobbing on the floor with a fallen toast beside you.

"Lovely, what happened?" he asked with a smile, kneeling down beside you to wipe your tears with his thumb. You hiccuped a few times before you spoke.

"That was the perfect slice, Jake! It was golden on the edges, it was for our baby," your hand cradled your still-flat stomach. "Now it's dirty and... unhealthy."

Jake widened his eyes, his jaw dropping. "The baby's toast?!" he gasped. "That's no good!" he exclaimed, gathering you in his arms and helping you up.

Jake knew that telling you it wasn't a big deal and that it was fine because it didn't fall on the buttered side was inevitable. He could tell you. Instead, he let you cry to your hearts content while he held you, his lips pecking your temple at every hiccup.

"Shh, look at the brighter side," he murmured as he pulled away gently, just a tiny bit to look at your red, swollen eyes. "Your requested chicken tenders just arrived, fresh and hot." Jake smiled when you paused mid-sniffle, your eyes flicking towards the paper bag on the counter.

"...Yay," you mumbled, before curling back into his embrace and kissing his neck.

"I love you, Jakey."

"I love you too, baby."

He'll clean the floor later.

PARK SUNGHOON

After two whole years of yearning for a baby and now finally having it, Sunghoon was sure that he was prepared for the long journey ahead. That included the morning sickness, your cravings, and your mood swings.

Or so he thought.

"Im hungry." you suddenly said from beside him on the couch, pouting while rubbing your still-flat stomach. Sunghoon hummed, pausing the movie and turning to you with a gentle look.

"Yeah? What would you like this time, baby?" he asked, waiting for you patiently as you looked towards the ceiling as if it had the answer to his question.

"Um.. I don't know." you mumbled, ashamed as tears started to form on your tear ducts. Sunghoon sat up straight, both hands cradling your face as he cooes at you softly. "Shh, don't cry. We'll figure it out together. Let's go to the kitchen."

He helped you up, pressing a sweet and warm kiss on your cheek as you both walked towards the kitchen hand-in-hand. He helped you sit down on a stool before walking across the counter and looked at you with a determined look.

"Okay baby. Bring it on. I'll do anything."

You giggled, watching your husband in awe and began thinking.

Ten minutes passed. Your smile had faded, now replaced with frustration as your lower lip was caught between your teeth. Sunghoon stayed patiently, one hand holding yours  and giving it gentle squeezes

"I want.." you hesitated. "Something sweet. No, maybe salty? Or crunchy- Ugh! I don't know, baby." you rambled, voice cracking in guilt and frustration.

Sunghoon merely nodded. "It's okay, I got you baby."

Those were his last words before he disappeared from in front of you and into the walk-in pantry. Minutes later he came out with a tray filled with chips, sliced pickles, strawberries and a spoonful of peanut butter.

You looked at it in disbelief. "This isn't what I wanted, Hoon!"

Sunghoon paused mid-step. "..Okay. Um.. do you know what you do want now?"

He shouldn't have talked and just came up with something more appetizing because now you're full-on crying. Sunghoon panicked and rushed towards you to pull you in a warm hug and murmured apologies profusely against your hair.

"Sorry, sorry. I'll come up with something new. I'll fix it baby, shh."

Sunghoon thought he was prepared, turns out he wasn't. He just needed more creativity (and yummy) ideas in the kitchen.

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[all4yoi]

hi! when are u updating tdd?? how u been, too? u haven't posted since last month... i hope you're doing good

hello !!! im so sorry for the late reply i've been on a terrible slump (also cus of uni) 🙂‍↔️ but i come bearing good news!

i've been really motivated lately for the series since ive been watching william and bentley again and im starting to write for the next part! will probably post it maybe this week or next week? anyway, taglist 2 is open, send an ask to be added !!

[all4yoi]

𝓛overs 𝓓on't 𝓛ast (𝓦e 𝓓id 𝓞nce)

𝓳ake x fem!reader 🪷 cw ໒꒱ 4.4k word count. exes to lovers angst !! angst ?? 2nd chance romance, mild profanity, yearning, silent longing, did i say yearning? confrontation under the rain!! the rain!! tiny bit of jealousy, eventual fluff, there is like a duet scene but trust me on this!! hear me out ok.. lmk if i missed anything else, mentions of enhypen characters and 2 ocs, not proofread 💔

synopsis ໒꒱ They were lovers once.. quiet, constant, and inseparable, until love slipped through the cracks of silence and unsaid words.

When Y/N agrees to join a weekend getaway with old friends, she expects campfires, lake swims, and group games. Not Jake, the boy she once called home. The boy who drifted away without a storm, just a soft fading into silence. Now, in the cozy confines of a remote cabin, with nowhere to run and too many memories between them—they’re forced to coexist for five days of shared meals, fun activities, and lingering glances.

But as buried feelings resurface and conversations tiptoe into vulnerability, the question isn’t just "what went wrong?" it’s "is there still something worth fighting for?"

notes ໒꒱ i drafted this spontaneously after i heard lovers by anna of the north xd! anyway, it was supposed to be sunghoon but i was like.. nah jake would fit sm better so heres another full fic for jake grah.. also like finished this in one seating i think i write better with music motivation dude anyway, i hope you all enjoy as much as i did while writing!!

"You've been locking yourself up for God knows how long, just come with and unwind." the voice of your best friend Aina whined through your phone.

It has been exactly three days since your friends have been calling you nonstop trying to convince you to join their getaway somewhere in the woods in between mountains.

"It's just for five days, please Y/N.. just, think about it, okay?"

That's exactly why you're now here, in the middle of the woods with your big friend group. Looking around, you spot their respective cars parked near the big cabin, you felt your chest tighten at the familiar black honda civic with a bumper sticker that said "my dog is cooler than your boyfriend" that you remember buying two years ago.

"Y/N! Oh my gosh you actually made it!" you felt the arms engulfing your body before you could process who's voice it belonged. Momentarily forgetting what you've seen, you wrapped your arms around Aina, smiling against her hair.

She pulled away with a big smile before her brows furrowed slightly.

"Look, I didn't know he was coming okay? If I'd have known, I would've told you." she said with guilt, following your gaze towards the black car. You shook your head, waving her off telling her it was fine and that you've moved on.

You didn't know if you were assuring her or yourself.

-

"There she is!" "You cut your hair?!" "I thought you died, lowkey." were your friends' words to you as you entered the cabin with Aina. One by one, they gave you tight hugs, muttering how much they've missed you and asking if you were fine now.

While everyone was gathered around you, eager to see you again after so many months, one person remained seated on the couch his eyes softly trained to your figure as if he was trying to memorize you again.

"Y/N, we're sharing rooms. Alright with you?" you looked back towards the voice and accidentally looked at him.

Jake.

Jake in all his glory, his hair was still fluffy, long sleeves instead of a shirt, his chunky shoes and ripped jeans. He was still the same. He was still Jake, just not yours anymore.

Your eyes met and he sent you a small polite smile, his smile faltered when he saw your face fall. Guilt spreading all over his body and face.

"Y/N?" Sunoo's voice brought you back to reality, finally breaking the awkward interaction with Jake.

"Ah, yeah. No problem, Sun."

"Gotcha!"

-

The sun is setting and everyone is at the back of the cabin, others were coming in and out from the back door bringing food, blankets, and utensils out.

Heeseung came marching holding a cup with sticks in it.

"Okay, listen up! Everyone's going to pick a stick and the two who gets the shortest ones will be the one grilling. Fair?!" everyone agreed. Others were rubbing their hands, some wanting to grill and others just wanting to relax near the bonfire beside the pool.

Everytime someone pulled a long stick, everyone either cheered or groaned.

"Ah, well shit." you heard Jake from beside Sunghoon who laughed out loud. Turns out, Jake got a very short stick, meaning out of the two sticks in Heeseung's cup is short as well.

You and Ni-ki stared at each other before lunging towards Heeseung who stumbled back with a laugh, everyone watching in anticipation.

Ni-ki laughed in triumph upon seeing the length of his stick.

You stared at your ridiculously short stick, raising a brow at Heeseung who put his hands up in mock surrender. "Don't blame me, blame fate." he snickered as he walked away, patting Jake's back.

Everyone 'ooh-ed' in realization. You playfully rolled your eyes while successfully avoiding Jake's gaze, walking towards the grill silently and turning it on.

You could feel your heart beating faster than normal when you felt his body heat to your left. He rubbed his nape in embarrassment but said nothing. He kept glancing at you while also flipping off the boys behind him when they would teasingly pinch his side making him stumble closer to you.

"Sorry. It's- you know how they are.." he muttered once, only receiving a tight lipped smile from you. You both cooked silently, you placed the raw beef and pork, while he was in charge in plating them and delivering it to your friends.

As you finally wiped your hands with paper towel, Jake spoke beside you. "Hey.. uh, you look nice." he silently whispered.

You stared at him, first in shock then disbelief. You scoffed, brushing past him and seating beside Aina. Jake was left standing there in front of the grill, lowering his head and turning to look at you at the table.

You were so near yet so far, but he had no right to yearn for you back when he was the first one to pull away.. right?

-

"So, Y/N. How's nursing school?" Nari, another girl friend, asked from beside Jungwon who nodded at the question.

"Yeah, you like totally ghosted us after you and Jake- ah!" Ni-ki was quickly silenced by Jay who kicked his shin from under the table. "Oh, right. Sorry." the youngest whispered before stuffing his face with more beef.

Jake hung his head low across you, his tongue poking the inside of his cheek.

"Uh.. um. It's fine, hard. But I'm managing, I have to." you awkwardly laughed before putting another piece of pork in your mouth.

Heeseung noticing the tense tension spoke.

"Come on, Y/N didn't ghost us, she was just busy. You know how nursing school can get..." everyone stayed silent, at another attempt to bring the mood back, he asked. "Uh- Anyway, anyone up for some karaoke?" his question definitely broke the tension as everyone except for two people agreed loudly, jumping from their seat.

You sighed, standing up and beginning to clean up the table, deciding that you'd join karaoke later. Jake silently helped, he wiped the table clean and threw the trash while you washed the dishes.

You didn't even notice your hands were shaking until Jake held your wrist gently, his thumb rubbing lightly on your skin, grounding but too familiar. "Hey, relax. Come on, let me do it." he said it in that soft, affectionate way only he could, the tenderness in his tone that made your chest ache.

"What are you doing, Jake?" you shakily asked, staring at his fingers still wrapped around your wrist.

"Just trying to help, Y/N."

You finally looked up at him, eyes glassy while his were filled with concern and guilt. "Well, I don't-" your voice cracked, "I don't need your help. Not anymore, okay?"

Jake swallowed the lump in his throat, his fingers detaching from your wrist as he nodded. "Okay.. got it."

-

You exhaled through your nose, hearing the laughter and lyrics being yelled in the living room, and just as you had entered, Ni-ki pointed at you in glee.

"Just in time! Y/N and Jake, you're next!" your brows shot up in surprise, confusion and nervousness snaking up your spine as a tipsy Nari pulled you beside her while Jake was pulled beside Heeseung.

Before you could protest, two mics were shoved into your hands. Jake gripped his a little too tightly.

"I haven't sang in 2 years-"

"So what?! This isn't a competition, just have fun!"

You looked towards the TV, the words Just Give Me A Reason by Pink and Nate Ruess making your heart beat faster.

Of course, they'd pick this out of everything.

"You both- killed! and I mean, killed it! Last time we had karaoke. We had to hear it again." a clearly drunk Sunghoon exclaimed as he sat cross legged on the carpet, looking at both you and Jake as if this was a concert he was attending.

You sighed, but lifted the mic anyway—heart hammering, throat dry, forcing yourself to sing. You didn't glance at Jake. Not when he sang his part, not even when the room erupted in cheers.

Then came his voice. Lower, quieter, and so full of something you tried to ignore.

"I've never stopped, you're still written in the scars on my heart.." he sang deeply, his eyes locked on your face before looking down at the floor once realization dawned onto him that you were not looking anytime soon.

"Everyone shut up! The bridge is coming. Stand up, stand up." Aina shouted, urging you to stand while Jake did the same while singing his line.

"Oh, tears ducts and rust, I'll fix it for us.."

"We're collecting dust but our love's enough."

"You're holding it in, you're pouring a drink."

"No, nothing is as bad as it seems."

"We'll come clean."

Each lyrics were sang with something heavy and deep, emotions seeping through the microphones but no one seemed to notice except you both.

As the final lyric was sang, everyone drunkenly cheered, hooting for you both, oblivious to the war in your chest. You laughed awkwardly and coughed before excusing yourself in the kitchen.

You suddenly remembered two years ago, when you last sang that song with him. You had both pretended to break up with each other so that you and him "channel the pain" into the duet, and aftering singing, you'd both hug and kiss each other.

"That was the worse two minutes of my life." he'd say, kissing you softly and smiling in it while he held you close, ignoring your friends' protest on the pda.

It was something to be laughed about in your relationship back then, and now, you just sang it with him but there were no hugs after it.

No kisses.

No hugs.

No soft teasing from your friends.

Just silence.

You flinched when someone slid a glass of water beside you. Jake opened his mouth but decided against it, remembering your words from a while ago.

"I don't need your help anymore."

He pursed his lips before he walked away but without a last glance at your slumped figure on the kitchen counter, alone.

-

You didn't know what time everyone decided to retreat to their respective rooms. Sunoo was passed out beside you, his limbs sprawled in uncomfortable positions yet he snored soundly.

But your eyes stayed open.

You kept replaying everything that happened tonight. Jake's car in the driveway with the stupid bumper sticker you bought him, the two of you cooking, eating across from each other, God, you even sang together. Yet, you still felt empty. The lingering question in your chest threatening to come out.

"Was I not worth fighting for?"

You could remember vividly the silent apartment. Two people, one couple, yet it was so silent. It had been weeks since you have spoken properly with your boyfriend. Weeks since the last shared kiss, the last meal shared, everything.

"Are we okay?" you had asked him one night on your shared bed, his back towards you. Your voice silent, cautious and afraid.

He sighed, replying with a silent "yeah."

"It doesn't feel like it."

Jake sat up, brushing a hand through his hair.

"It's just- maybe we're just tired. Maybe we need space." and after weeks of longing, he had finally looked at you in the eye, but he wasn't saying what you had thought he'd say when he finally looks at you.

"Space?" a whisper. "Or a way out?"

"I don't want to hurt you more than I already have."

Then that was it. No one shouted, no one begged, no one cried. Just silence and the sound of your heart breaking softly.

You nodded, getting up from the bed before you left and never came back ever again.

Sometimes you had thoughts, if you have not asked him that night, would the both of you still be together?

You would've willingly accepted his silence, just the mere presence of his warmth was enough, but you respected yourself and didn't want to be selfish.

If you had not asked, would he have fought? Would he have stayed? Would he have chosen you, even quietly?

-

Morning came quickly, the sun peeking through the drawn curtains. Sunoo was still knocked out beside you, his sleep shirt riding up due to his constant moving. You carefully slid it back down before leaving the room.

The cabin was quiet, each room's door was still closed. Everyone was asleep still, or so you thought.

You heard him before you saw him.

"Fuck." Jake sleepily cursed at himself, hurriedly washing his hand on the sink as he weakly stomped his barefoot on the wooden floors.

You watched him silently, slipping beside him and grabbed a mug from the cabinets. He looked at you sheepishly, his pale hand turning red.

"Good morning." he greeted silently, turning the faucet off and carefully dabbing his reddened hand with a hand towel.

"Morning," you whispered back, your eyes still trained to his hand. "You 'kay?" his eyes widened at the question, gulping before nodding.

"Yeah, totally- um. You know, just accidentally spilled boiling water on me, nothing bad haha.." he cleared his throat, mentally slapping himself for how much he rambled. He noticed the corners of your mouth twitch, and he smiled.

A genuine Sim Jaeyun smile. Not an awkward or forced smile. Just him.

"You were always bad at handling burns." you said softly, placing your mug down before opening the cabinet below the counter and taking the first aid kit you spotted yesterday.

Jake blinked. "You remember that?"

"You cried over a curling iron once."

Jake choked before laughing. "That was scalding! You said it was on low!"

You nodded your head mockingly with a soft smile on your lips, putting your hand out, waiting for him to place his injured hand on yours.

He let you treat him in silence, eyes following every movement you made. Your delicate fingers rubbing a soothing cream on the red spot on his hand. It was still soft and light, still so you.

His eyes trained over your face, memorizing every feature.

"Thanks.." he muttered.

You hummed, putting everything back on the cabinet. "You should keep it dry." you said, patting his now bandaged hand. He begrudgingly took it back from your warm hands.

"Yes ma'am." he said in a light teasing tone, testing the waters if you'd respond to his humor.

You didn't respond, merely smiled and went back to making coffee. There was a pause, the air suddenly tensing. Then he spoke.

"I missed this." he said quietly, as if he had not intended to say it out loud.

You froze, hand stilling from mixing your coffee. "Sorry?"

Jake shook his head, smiling hesitantly as he gestured to the both of you. "This. You. Talking, laughing over stupid stuff," a slight pause, then, "Everything, really."

He scratched his nape with his unharmed hand, "I didn't realize how quiet things got when you left."

You resumed in stirring, not sparing him a glance.

"I didn't think you noticed."

"I notice everything."

Silence. Then footsteps from the stairs.

"Uh- breakfast." you said quickly, brushing past him to go over the fridge. Jake deflated but kept it to himself, knowing he had no right to feel this way when he was the one who let you go.

"Right, let me help."

-

Breakfast was surprisingly light. For the first time since the trip started, it actually felt like a vacation. There were no awkward silence or dead air like yesterday. Everyone joked about their hangovers, inside jokes were thrown.

"So, Jake and Y/N cooked breakfast?" Jay, who was the last one to wake up suddenly exclaimed from the stairs, walking towards the crowded dining table.

Ni-ki paused, "Wait, Jake," he pointed at the said man who raised a brow and had a strawberry on his mouth. "Made these pancakes?" he pointed towards the overflowing pancakes on his plate.

"I did Ni-ki, don't worry." you said lightheartedly, your brows quirking at him, playful and knowing.

The youngest visibly sighed in relief before he stuffed his mouth with the pancakes. Jake took offense and raised his arms.

"So what if I made the pancakes? Does it make it taste different?" he defensively asked making everyone stare at him in disbelief.

There was a beat of silence before everyone spoke over the other.

"Seriously?" "It's like he's not ashamed at all." "Just eat, Jake."

"Last time you tried cooking pancakes for everyone, you gave everyone food poisoning." you spoke, pointing at him then everyone else with your fork. Someone choked, either from holding back a laugh or the way you said it.

Jake's jaw dropped, putting a hand over his chest. "Slightly undercooked doesn't count as food poisoning! No one even threw up!"

Sunoo snorted and Jungwon raised a brow before nodding towards the youngest. "Ni-ki literally cried."

"Ni-ki threw up." you corrected, a brow raised as you kept your eyes on Jake who was fighting back a smile.

Breakfast was chaotic but fun. That morning, before you stepped out, you decided to push back every hard feelings you carried. Your friends planned everything and wanted to enjoy their small break. You didn't want to ruin the atmosphere by constantly being a moping cow, so even if it did hurt throwing jokes here and there with the person who broke your heart, you'd bear with it for the sake of your friends' happiness.

-

Once everyone was full and energized, you all gathered in the living room again. Nari had invited everyone for truth or dare to pass time.

You all sat in a circle in the middle of the living room, suddenly feeling like middle schoolers again. An empty coke bottle sat on the middle before it was spun by Heeseung.

"Okay! Sunghoon, truth or dare!" Heeseung exclaimed when the bottle stopped and pointed at Sunghoon. Said man groaned but picked truth anyway.

"Kiss, marry, kill, Aina, Nari, and Y/N go!" you audibly laughed while the two other girls made face.

"Obviously marry Y/N, kiss Nari and I'd kill Aina." there was a roar of laughter after he answered, Aina loudly complaining on why'd she be killed.

Jake furrowed his brows, his grip on the throw pillow on his lap tightening. "Obviously?" he whispered to himself but unfortunately, Sunoo heard.

"What? Jealous?"

Everyone 'oohs' awaiting his response. Jake shook his head, laughing slightly. "Of Sunghoon? Come on."

Sunghoon cackled but pointed at him anyway, "'Kay big boy, truth or dare?"

"Truth." everyone groaned, someone calling him a coward, someone saying two truths in a row was boring but he didn't care.

"Oh wait! I have one!" Ni-ki exclaimed, mischievous smile on his face. "Shoot." Jake nodded at him.

"What happened to the girl you were hanging out with in the city? Mira, was her name?" the room oohs, not noticing the way you subtly froze.

Jake stiffens, his gaze turning towards your uninterested figure. You were biting your lip, playing with the rim of your glass filled with juice.

He laughed hesitantly. "I was just walking her to class. Nothing happened, we're just groupmates."

Jake's eyes danced from your figure who remained still, to Ni-ki, to Aina who was now looking at him with furrowed brows, to everyone else who was now silent.

You looked to your left and see Jungwon's half filled bottle. Grabbing that opportunity, you snatched it from him and stood up.

"I'll get you your refill." and before he could stop you, you were already up your feet and left the living room.

"Nice going, she was actually starting to opening up more." Nari said, sparing a single glance at Jake and Ni-ki before standing up and following you.

Jake sighed, "Dude, seriously?"

Ni-ki sat back in guilt. "Sorry, I thought she's moved on."

"Okay, only a stupid person would think that." Jay said exasperated.

"Can we stop talking about this without her here? Seriously." Aina yelled, eyeing everyone with a hard gaze.

Heeseung stood up from his position and straightened his shirt. "I'm going to my room and coming out once the tension has cleared."

Jake watched as everyone left the living room, he could hear the faucet in the kitchen and faint murmuring from Nari. The room was silent but his heartbeat stayed loud. He needed to talk to you. Before the silence between you grew too loud to fix.

-

You kept your head low as you refilled Jungwon's glass, Nari standing beside you with her arms crossed over her chest.

"You don't have to pretend with me, you know?" she said softly, stepping closer. You nodded absentmindedly, screwing the lid back on the juice and tucking it back in the fridge.

"I'm not pretending."

"Come on, Y/N. Who are you fooling? You laughed when Sunghoon said he'd marry you, but Jake? One mention of a girl you don't know and you bolted." she whispered yelled, not wanting to be overheard by anyone.

You let out a sharp breath and messed your hair. "I'm just tired, Nari."

Nari's eyes softened, "You can talk to me, to anyone. We're your friends."

"I.. I think it was a bad idea, coming to this trip, I just-" you sighed, pulling the hem of your hoodie lower as if it would protect you from everything you were feeling. "I need a breather."

Nari didn't stop you but she watched as you walked away, biting her lip in worry and concern.

You hugged yourself tightly as you walked over the dock while the wind danced with your hair. You sat at the edge of the wooden platform, thoughts spiraling in your head.

Were you that easy to replace? But you couldn't blame him, it's been two years and he can date whoever he wants, but the unanswered questions still lingered.

Was I not enough? Did I give him too little? Maybe I was too clingy? Was I too pushy? Did I annoy him?

Did he fall out of love because he's seen everything you lacked with someone else?

You were so deep in thought you hadn't even realized the cold pattering of the rain dropping on your cheek. Just as you looked up in the dark sky, the rain poured, as if the world was crying for you.

The universe was crying for your pain, as if it could feel what you carried. And at some point, you didn't know anymore if the liquid dripping down your cheeks were your tears or the salty rain.

"Y/N!" you ignored his voice, choosing peace with the world who shared your pain. "What are you doing?! You're gonna catch a cold!" you were abruptly pulled up by your forearm but you snatched it away from his grip.

"Since when did you care, Jake?" you questioned, voice finally firm but shaking still. Jake's breathing was heavy, from the running or the question, you don't know.

"Since always. I've cared since always!" He screamed through the loud thunder, looking at your soaked figure. Your hair sticking to your face, your hoodie getting soaked, and yet, you were still the most beautiful woman he's ever seen.

"I'm telling the truth, nothing ever happened to me and that girl. She was a groupmate, nothing else." he added, desperation slipping through each word he muttered.

You laughed. "It doesn't matter, Jake. I don't need your explanation, we aren't together anymore."

He didn't know his heart could break all over again. His breath stuttered, his eyes blinking rapidly. "I thought.. I thought we were getting better." he murmured.

"So did I." you smiled, but broken. "But maybe that was stupid of me, really."

Jake shook his head, stepping closer and his arms hovering over you as he hesitated whether he should hold you or not. "No, don't say that." his voice cracked. "I'm just- God, I'm trying not to mess this up all over again. Please just hear me out."

You looked at him in confusion and disbelief. "Why now, Jake? Why now that I'm finally building myself back up, now that I'm finally learning how to live without you?" your voice shook, sadness, anger, confusion. You didn't know anymore but you wanted it to stop.

"Because I still love you." he paused, his voice cracking. "I loved you then, I love you now, especially now." he whined, tears falling from his eyes.

"That's.. you-" your scoffed out a short laugh with a tear falling. "That's not fair, Jake."

"I waited months for you to reach out. I walked away, expecting, hoping that you'd follow me and tell me you still loved me." you cried, your fist clenched at your side. "But you didn't.. Jake.. you didn't fight for me, for us."

Jake hesitantly brought you to his arms, melting in you when you didn't pull away. His neck was wet, with the rain and your tears but he didn't care. You were shivering and crying and he desperately needed you warm.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, baby. I didn't know how to, we were young." he whispered in your soaked hair. "But now I do. I'll fight now, for you, for us."

You shake your head against his neck, sobbing harder.

And somehow, the words you've been meaning to hear were finally uttered. Under the pouring rain while the world weeped with you in the arms of the boy you never really unloved.

EPILOGUE (One Year Later)

"Baby, seriously it's not that serious." you deadpan at your sulking boyfriend, his body was on top of yours, his weight crushing you comfortably.

He exhaled against the crook of your neck and you whined with a chuckle at the ticklish feeling. "It is serious. That lego set was the final piece for my collection," he pulled away, not all the way but just enough to look at you.

"I already had it in my hand, but boom! The kid gets it 'cause he's younger? What kind of policy is that?" he whined again, dropping his face back into your neck.

You chuckled at your boyfriend's whining, playing with his hair while he continued to ramble on how he deserved it better.

The journey to this relationship wasn't smooth, there were times you hesitated, scared that whatever happened then would happen again, but he always reassured you.

There were also times where he'd get overwhelmed but instead of pulling away, he'd talk to you with that cute eyes of his, asking for comfort and just talk, and you both did, for hours until he felt better.

No one pulled away anymore, no one was going to walk away anytime soon.

"I deserved it better, right baby?" he sulked, puckering his lips as he looked at you.

"Yes, you big baby. Whatever helps you sleep at night."

"What does that even meannn." he grumbled into your shoulder.

Your relationship with Jake wasn't perfect, but what's a real relationship without imperfections?

You were lovers once, you are still, and until evermore.

(fin.)

[all4yoi]

comeback so good made me bring up this old thing 🫩 fineeeeeeee i'll try to finish it

𝒯rust 𝒩o 𝒪ne (teaser)

𝑒nhypen x fem!reader ⚹ cw. mentions of blood and murder, swearing, violence and more to be added on the final work

wherein you wake up in a house in the middle of nowhere after 8 siblings take you in after running away from your murderer. you should've felt thankful, but why did one of them leave a note saying to not trust anyone? 'especially' their siblings.

teaser word count : 1.0k , release date : tba 😞🙏

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Run. You've been running for what felt like hours already. The throbbing pain on your lower back was unbearable but you pushed forward, God you don't even know where you were going at this point. Despite the chilliness the night carried, you still felt the sweat forming on your forehead and dripping down your back. Your feet are throbbing, legs are shaking, and your eyesight is starting to get even more blurry.

Someone help me.

Next thing you knew, you were falling on the ground, head hitting a boulder before blacking out.

-

Soft humming and cabinets shutting were the ones to wake you from your slumber, despite that, you kept your eyes closed. The soft pillow and sheets you were laying on was alarming to you. You blacked out in the middle of nowhere, not in a cozy room.

Why am I here? Who brought me here? Who am I with?

Peeking with one eye, you were startled when you saw a female looking down at you with her doe eyes.

"Oh good! You're awake, thank heavens." she happily exclaimed before standing up straight. You took this as an opportunity to examine her from head to toe. She had long luscious black hair, dark eyes and pale skin. She was adorned in an old yellow farm dress, a straw hat with white ribbon was resting on her back and she held what looked like a laundry basket by her hips.

Attempting to sit up, you halted when a throbbing pain shot through your head and lower back. Right, you were almost murdered.

"Careful now!" the unnamed girl exclaimed, holding her hand up to stop you. "You're still severely injured, my brothers haven't got home yet.. I'd treat your wounds but.." she looked around and shrugged. "I'm a bit nervous since your wounds are really deep.. like it's been done to kill."

Because I was about to get killed. Was what you wanted to say, nevertheless, you nodded instead and fell back on the bed, wincing slightly at the impact on your back.

"Don't worry, the bleeding has stopped and I've bandaged you up. You should rest more, they'll be back before the sun sets." She smiles before closing the bedroom door and by the time you heard the click, you unwillingly fell into another deep slumber.

-

With furrowed brows, the boy examined the wounds before exhaling. He pondered deeply the possible scenarios and situations you could be into to end up with four stab wounds on your lower back.

He was restless, not because of your critical condition. No, definitely not that. He could care less about you, in fact, he wouldn't even treat you if it weren't for his sister's constant nagging on treating you. He was restless, because if his sister was the one to find you in the woods, it meant that your "murderer" could be close to their home.

They've been living in the woods for almost all their lives, they've never encountered anything like this. If they were to find something dead on the woods, it's either a deer, bunny, or birds. Not a girl who's on her early 20s. It was alarming for him.

Though he felt a bit of pity for you. How did you even end up in the woods? He could tell from your outfit that you were someone who definitely lives in the city.

A knock on the door brought him back from his thoughts. Turning around to look, he made contact with his older brother's eyes. "Are you done? Chloe just finished with dinner. Come eat."

He nodded, pulling your tshirt down as he stood up and left the room. Not sparing a single glance on your direction.

-

You were back in the woods. Running from him again. You could feel the tears forming on your tear ducts and a lump forming on your throat. The sound of his footsteps only made you go faster. The pain on your lower back was starting to become unbearable, and before you could trip and fall..

You woke up abruptly, chest heaving up and down violently as a tear fell down your right eye. Taking the time to look around the unfamiliar room, you spotted an untouched soup on the bedside table.

Throwing the blanket off your legs, you quietly got off the bed with a pained grunt. The bandage around your body was comforting and the pain was more bearable now. You could hear faint murmurs outside and dishes clattering.

Her brothers are probably home now. Your hand hovered over the old door knob hesitatingly, you could hear your heart beating faster. When you were about to turn the knob, a loud voice from outside stopped you.

"We don't even know a thing about her! As far as we're concerned, she's dangerous." A stern voice exclaimed followed by a loud thud.

"She's in danger! If you kick her out now there's a hundred percent chance she'll be dead before the sun fully sets," this time, the same soft voice of the girl you've met a while ago spoke, "and can you lower down your voice?"

You blinked as panic starts to overcome your system. Right, you were still in the middle of nowhere with people you didn't know. Swallowing the lump in your throat, you looked around the room, the bed was unkept, obviously, the soup on the bedside table still untouched, the single window is closed but you could feel the breeze from outside entering through.

Everything is made with wood, it's a cabin.

"Okay, calm down. No one's kicking anybody-"

"Heeseung-!"

"Chloe has a point Jay, you do too, but if we kick her out.. might as well kill her here in her sleep instead of letting her go and make her play cat and mice with an unknown person for who knows how long." you furrowed your brows with his choice of words, but he was correct in some way, you'd rather die in your sleep than get kicked out back in the woods and get stabbed to death.

Exhaling a heavy sigh, you took notice of a folded paper peeking from your pillow. Quietly, you approached the bed lightly to avoid the attention of the siblings outside, sitting down on the bed, you took the paper and opened it.

As quickly as you opened it, the paper was immediately crumbled in your palm as your breathing grew heavy overtime. Your eye caught the way the door knob turned, alerting you that someone was coming. You threw the paper under the bed before the door finally opened.

"You're awake!" You didn't have it in your system to smile back as the words in the paper was still repeating like a mantra in your head.

'Trust no one, Y/N. Especially not my siblings.' You don't remember telling anyone your name.

[all4yoi]

i completely disappeared didnt i.. 🧍‍♀️ well guess what i js finished our finals and im FREEEEEE