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should i continue this? it been over 2 months since I uploaded the first part... i have tons of drafts for the last part lol

--- Crazy Rich Asians.

「 ✦ CRA ✦ 」

sunghoon fanfic! fem reader!

" its not my job to make you feel like a man, i can't make you something you're not "

word count : 2.1k

no proof read

──── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────

The Park Family was widely known for their lavish lifestyle, grandeur mansions, and a fleet of luxury cars that would make anyone envious. They were considered to be one of the most prestigious families in the entire country. However, despite their perfect appearance, some rumors were circulating about their family that were quite controversial. Despite the neatly ironed curtains and immaculate gardens that surrounded their mansions, there were whispers of deceit, betrayal, and scandal that lurked behind their opulent lifestyle. What was going on behind closed doors was anyone's guess, but it was clear that there was more to the Park Family than met the eye.

CURRENT TIME

Screaming and then proceeded to throw a flower vase.

After a few moments of throwing various items on the floor in a fit of frustration, you began to feel winded and paused to catch your breath.

You stood there, panting heavily, noticing movement out of the corner of your eye and turned to see two of the maids peering at you through the small gap in the partially closed door.

Their eyes widened in surprise as you locked gazes with them.

The fear in their faces as they realized they had been caught spying on you. Without a word, they quickly turned and scurried away, leaving you alone in the now-quiet room.

As they stormed out of the room, you slammed the door shut with a loud bang. The only witnesses to this scene were the maids, who stood their peering to you earlier, unsure of what to do or say.

The maids were now busy working downstairs, cleaning and cooking the kitchen for their owner’s lunch. As they worked, they engaged in a conversation about their owner’s wife, Mrs. Park. One of the maids curiously asked, "What's been happening with Mrs. Park lately?" The other maid, who was chopping some fresh carrots, replied, "I heard a rumor that she saw a leaked photo of Mr. Park sleeping with another woman while he was on a business trip."

The head maid overheard their conversation while she was inspecting the house and immediately intervened. She scolded the maids and reminded them of their duties. She warned them that their laziness and idle talk could cost them their jobs. She was a strict disciplinarian and expected her staff to uphold the highest standards of professionalism.

The two maids quickly returned to their duties, one mopping the kitchen floor while the other continued to chop the vegetables. The head maid kept a watchful eye on her staff, ensuring that they performed their duties to the best of their abilities.

The head maid, is an elderly woman who has been with the Park family for decades. She started working for them when Mr. Park Sunghoon was just a baby and has since then become a trusted and loyal member of the family. With her extensive experience, she has become an invaluable asset to the household, where she oversees the smooth running of the daily activities.

However, due to some reason, Mr. Park Sunghoon had requested that the head maid be transferred to his house. It is not clear what prompted this request, but it is believed that he wanted her to oversee the daily running of his house and his ‘wife’. Despite the move, the head maid continues to be a highly respected and valued member of the Park family.

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SUNGHOON’S POV

Seated at a long glass table with his employees, he listened as they discussed their company's upcoming plans. However, he couldn't help feeling bored as the conversation revolved around collaborating with other brands, something he strongly despises.

His tired eyes drifted towards the window where he gazed at the bustling streets and towering buildings of the city. He let out a deep, tired sigh, feeling drained by the conversation with a disinterested expression on his face, he picked up his glass of champagne and slowly made his way towards the door, that signaled the employees that he expects the team to revisit the plan and make necessary revisions as quickly as possible.

The way he closes the door conveyed a strong sense of disappointment, leaving no doubt in anyone's mind that he was not satisfied with the outcome of the meeting.

As Sunghoon walks swiftly, his secretary rushes to catch up with him, panting slightly. The secretary takes a deep breath "Mr. Park, I'm sorry to inform you that your head maid has called multiple times during the meeting."

Sunghoon stops walking abruptly, his eyes widening in surprise and frustration. He turns to his secretary, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I'm sorry, sir, I thought it wasn't urgent." The secretary stammers

Sunghoon shakes his head in disbelief and reaches out his hand, , "Give me my phone." The secretary quickly retrieves it from her pocket and hands it over to Sunghoon.

It was a rare occurrence to witness the head maid calling. However, whenever she did, it was an indication that something serious was happening in the house. He hurriedly started walking back to his office, all the while trying to reach the head maid on the phone. Despite his attempts, the head maid remained unresponsive.

As he sinks into his black leather desk chair, his frustration mounts with each unsuccessful redial of the head maid's number. Despite his efforts, the call won't connect. Under his breath, he mutters a string of expletives, his irritation palpable.

As Mr. Park was sitting in his office, his secretary was quietly shuffling papers in the corner. Suddenly, he looked up at her "Please reschedule everything today and move it by tomorrow." He then finished the last sip of his champagne and left the office.

As he stepped out of the building, he squinted his eyes for a few seconds before noticing his car had arrived. He walked towards the service driver, who was already standing next to the vehicle. While thanking the driver for delivering his car. He firmly stated that he would be driving, eager to take control of the vehicle himself. The driver handed over the keys, and he quickly got into the car, buckling up his seatbelt and starting the engine.

As he drove down the winding road towards his mansion, he couldn't help but feel a sense of relief that he was finally back home. With one hand on the steering wheel, he frantically dialed the number of the head maid, hoping to catch up on whats happening. The other hand nervously tapped against the car's leather interior.

The drive wasn't long, but it felt like an eternity to him. Finally, he arrived at his exquisite mansion, which stood tall and proud amidst the lush greenery of the surrounding garden. He parked his car near the entrance and stepped out, taking in the fresh scent of the blooming flowers and the cool breeze that rustled through the trees.

As he approached the front door, he couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia for the last time he had been here. It had been weeks since he had set foot in his own home. The scent of the house felt so surreal for him because he hadn't come home yet ever since he went on a business trip.

As he made his way towards the colossal doors, he couldn't help but observe the gloomy atmosphere of the house. The emptiness of the space was palpable and the silence was deafening. However, amidst the eerie stillness, he suddenly heard the distinct sound of keys clacking and female whispers that seemed to be discussing how they were going to open the door.

The head maid was nowhere to be found. But just in the right time he saw her walking down the stairs towards him.

“Long time no see, Sunghoon,” the head maid said with a deep bow.

“Why weren’t you picking up the phone?” Sunghoon asked, raising his eyebrows in frustration.

“My apologies, I must have left it somewhere,” the head maid replied, looking around nervously.

“So, what brings me here then?” Sunghoon asked, trying to control his temper.

“Your wife,” the head maid replied, her voice hushed.

Sunghoon's face contorted with anger. "What happened to her?" he demanded to know.

“She has locked herself in the bedroom since lunchtime and she hasn’t been eating for the past few days,” the head maid explained, her tone concerned.

“I suppose that you have the keys to it,” Sunghoon said, trying to remain calm.

“I don't. She must have kept it in her hands,” the head maid replied with a shrug, sensing Sunghoon's frustration.

Sunghoon deeply sighed in frustration and put his palm to his forehead. He went upstairs and moved out the two maids who had been trying to find the right keys for hours. He knew that his wife was going through a tough time, but his impatience was getting the best of him. He deeply sighed before knocking on the door.

“Love, it’s me, Sunghoon. Open the door, please. I’m begging you,” he pleaded as he knocked on the door repeatedly.

He waited for a response but still heard nothing. So he repetitively knocked on the door and kept calling his wife on the phone with his other hand.

Sunghoon in question was known for his exceedingly brief fuse, a characteristic that had been observed by the household staff to be progressively deteriorating. It was evident that his temper was getting worse as he grows up, as all the housemaids could sense Sunghoon's fury even from a distance when his wife wasn’t replying. The tense atmosphere in the household was palpable, and it seemed that everyone was walking on eggshells, afraid to set him off.

Without any hesitation, Sunghoon mustered all his strength and threw his shoulder into the locked door.

But no matter how hard he pushed, it just wouldn't budge. Frustrated, he stepped back to assess the situation. After a moment of contemplation, he decided to take a different approach. He used all his leg strength to deliver multiple kicks.

The door creaked and groaned under the force, but it soon gave way.

Despite the loud noise, no one came to stop him. After all, it was his house and he had every right to do as he pleased.

As he opened the door to the room, he was taken aback by the sight that greeted him.

The sound of shattering glass echoed through the spacious room as he looked down to see pieces of glass scattered all over the polished marble floor.

He couldn't help but wonder what had happened in the room. As he inspected the whole room, he noticed that you were nowhere to be seen. However, the sound of running water caught his attention, and he realized that you must be in the bathroom.

He quickly made his way towards the bathroom, pushing aside broken glass that crunched beneath his feet. The maids followed him cautiously. Reaching the bathroom door, he found it closed. Without wasting any time, he knocked gently on the door, hoping you would answer. As he waited for a response, he let out a sigh, still trying to piece together what had happened.

As he stood outside the bathroom door, "Love, it's me, Sunghoon." He waited for an answer but didn't get any response. After 5 seconds of silence, he opened the door. There, he found you sitting on the bathroom floor, with the shower head pouring cold water over you. The maids, including the head maid, who were present in the room, were in shock at the sight of you.

Without wasting any time, Sunghoon sprang into action and swiftly turned off the running water. He carefully checked your pulse to see if there were any signs of life.

Upon discovering that you were still alive. In a calm and steady voice, he informed the maid that you had fainted but were still breathing. "Please call emergency services right away," he said, gesturing towards the door. The maid nodded and immediately left to make the call. Sunghoon remained by your side, , as he waited for the help to arrive.

Sunghoon lifted you up in his arms and carried you to the other room. As he walked through the space, his attention was drawn to the state of the room you shared together. He couldn't help but notice the mess that you accumulated, with clothes, books, and other items scattered all over the place.

...... TO BE CONTINUED .....

this was all written for three hours so yk i was kinda rushing AHHAHAHHA

++ made a few edits because i reread this story and the ending kinda made me feel ehhhh

Continuation - C.R.A II

#enha x reader #enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #sunghoon #enha #enha sunghoon #park sunghoon #fanfic #fantasy

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fisheshavegill · 2 months

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-- Crazy Rich Asians. PT. II

「 ✦ CRA ✦ 」

sunghoon fanfic! fem reader!

"It's not the men in your life that counts, it's the life in your men."

2k | disclaimer : quotations at the start may or may not have to do something with the whole story (could be an add on)

Read Crazy Rich Asians PT. I

no proof read | word vomit

indented text are just my personal descriptions <3

－ i got some lines from books ive read and movies ive watched! + the title of my fanfic doesn't mean the plot is mostly from the actual movie / book!

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. “ if it is real, it must by definition prove to be eternal?. “ .

– random flashback |. 📍 California

The waitress arrives, sets down all of our orders and disappears.

I took out my fork as I swirled it in my pasta

“Carbonara?” I offered him before eating it.

Sunghoon shakes his head

“Because it’s dairy?”

“No… I just prefer pesto”

“Hmm. Impressive” “Very.....you” I say

A distinct ringing sound emanating from his pocket. As the phone rings a few more times before Sunghoon finally takes it out of his pocket and looks at the screen

“One second” he roses from his seat

I watched him walked away, his phone pressed to his ear.

I looked at him through the window while I was sipping my tea.

After a while the door bell rings, he came back again putting his phone to the pocket of his jacket.

“So”, “How was your day?” He questions as he sits on the table, pouring water to his cup

“Lame”

“Uhm” he hesitates to say

“my mom's gonna have a birthday party” he says as he avoids looking at me while taking the silver utensils on the clothed table. "I planned it"

The thought of it made my stomach clench.

“I invited a lot of guests.” “All of my relatives and cousins know about it” He stops speed talking as he takes his first bite of his steak.

“And you” he weakly points me with his fork.

I didn’t say anything as I take another sip of my tea

“Her birthday actually was yesterday, nothing so sleek about it and everyone was busy”

“It will be held on Friday...in Korea” he added

“That’s nice”

“So…. did you greet her?”

“No..” I say

“Why not?”

“I have been busy with stuffs”

“Like what?”

I did not know what to say.

"Look, I booked a flight for us" He broke the silence with hands clenched together

I take another sip of my tea

He sighs and leans into the table his voice was very low.

“Ann, I understand that this entire situation has been extremely difficult for you. It has been for me too. I know that you have been trying to avoid my mom, but I want to remind you that avoiding her forever may not be the best solution.

Perhaps we can work together to find a way to face her again and move forward in a positive direction. What do you think?"

He whispered “Please just go for me" he held your hand as he rubs his thumb through your fingers.

“Please.”

Current time . the continuation of part 1

－exact 5 minutes after emergency left

Sunghoon's

His eyes were glued to the pages of a book that he had abandoned for weeks.

Sitting on the couch in the same room, while you were in bed. The silk pajamas draped his body comfortably as he sat partially facing the bed you were lying on.

The soft rustling of the pages turning was the only sound that filled the room

| Sunghoon had always remained true to his passion for reading books. His love for literature dates to when he was just five years old. On his birthday, his father gifted him a classic Spiderman comic. Since that fateful day, he has devoured countless books of all genres, from classic literature to modern-day thrillers. |

After a moment, he closed the book and placed it carefully on the see-through glass table in front of him. He leaned back on the couch, his head supported by the soft cushion, and looked up at the ceiling.

He reached up to his face and removed the eyeglasses he had been wearing to help him read the book. The dim light in the room provided by the single lamp on the desk beside the bed had made it necessary for him to wear them while reading.

As he rubs his eyes, his phone gets a ring from someone.

Mom

His eyes showed a bit of frustration as he hesitates to accept the call. But eventually does.

“Hi son.” A female voice muttered through the call.

“Good evening mom” he replies.

“How are you?” “How’s business?”

“Im Good” “Business? its he-“

“Uhm" – with a hinge of hesitation.

"If you are currently facing anything, please know that I am here to help you in any way possible. I am right beside you to offer my support, okay?"

The female voice assured him in a serious tone completely ignoring the fact she cut him off.

"At the moment, there is nothing that is causing me any trouble or concern mom."

“oh... dont be so gullible” His mom says.

"I appreciate your kind gesture of checking in on me. It's reassuring to know that you care." - The silence between them dissipated for a while.

“Well, I guess if there's nothing to state about anything, I will be going”,

the female mutters, closing the gap of silence in the call.

"Goodnight"

she added as the call ended.

He runs his fingers through his hair as he deeply sighs. the head maid must had informed his mom about the state of the house and all the things that had been happening inside of it every day. All the things that were meant to be a secret, especially anything that revolves at the happenings in the house were all revealed to his arrogant mother. "

He couldn't help but wonder what else his mother knew and what her intentions were. He decided to step outside to clear his head. The swimming pool area was the perfect spot, with its beautiful bushes of flowers and serene atmosphere. As he took a deep breath, he sits frantically at the side of the pool lounger, tapping the fine fabricated mattress hovering it.

He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a single cigarette, carefully placing it between his lips. With a flick of his lighter, a small flame appears, and he brings the flame to the end of the cigarette, inhaling deeply as it ignites.

You thought he promised to you that he’ll never engage in smoking again?? No. It seems that the weight of his problems and struggles had become too much to bear, causing him to break that promise.

. 01/01 00:05 AM

“Hoon are you there?”

Some laughter in the background and loud fireworks.

“I’m so sorry, I completely forgot. But I’m leaving now! Okay? Just wait there! Should only take me thirty minutes. I know, I feel really bad. Please don’t be mad. Call me back, okay?

As he hit the play button for the umpteenth time, a smile slowly spread across my face.

The old voicemail you left him on New Year's was like a time capsule, transporting him back to his days as a college student in bustling New York City.

How he remembered how much he had struggled studying with the constant, thunderous sounds of fireworks, which had filled him with a sense of unease The night progresses, the wind outside grew stronger and more forceful. Sunghoon could feel the gusts of wind through the bushes, causing it to billow fiercely.

The room was just as spacious as the one you both shared, but it was in a much better condition. The other bedroom would be undergoing maintenance tomorrow due to the extensive damage caused by the glass shatters on the floor and the tears on the wall

As he finishes his regular night routine he decided to just snooze it off. He carefully adjusted the blanket to cover you up entirely as he gently moved your hair strands aside that covered your face. Planting a soft kiss in your cheek before closing the lamp

morning - ur pov

As I woke up from the rays of sun hitting my eyes, I couldn’t help but feel a hinge of headache as I stood up from the bed. I looked around, everything seemed so foreign and unfamiliar.

I raised my hand to my head and began to scratch my scalp. I let out a drawn-out yawn. Standing about two meters away from the door, I suddenly heard a faint, muffled sound. It was difficult to make out at first, but as the voice grew closer, the words became clearer.

In a black suit and his phone pressed to his ear. And there he was, standing right in front of you. As he notices me wide awake, his expression mirrored your own shock and surprise. A deafening silence filled the room as he stared at you, unsure of what to say or do.

After a moment, he politely excused himself from the call, putting it on hold

"Good morning." I say

Sunghoon smiled and nodded in response. There was some awkward silence in the room "Well…...I think you still hate me" Sunghoon says as he starts finding something in one of the wooden drawers beside the door.

He let out a deep sigh and looked at me with a pout as he kissed my forehead, placing both hands on my shoulders. "I'm so sorry, darling," he said, trying to explain himself. - "Things have been hectic ever since I left for my business trip, and I haven't had a chance to reach out to anyone since that day." As he spoke, he began planting hundreds of kisses on my face.

Does he think I can forgive him easily? - "I have to go work again..” "I wont leave you for another 2 weeks". he said, brushing his hand through my cheeks. "I don't want to see you angry."

I watched as he leaned in to peck my lips, a smile creeping onto his face. He grabbed his jacket and car keys from the glass table and kissed me one last time before heading towards the door. "I love you so so much," he said with a smile as he waved goodbye against the door.

Despite his words, I couldn't shake off the feeling of anger towards him.

I stood on the balcony, only seconds after he had left the room.I watched as he made his way to the car, his jacket draped over his left arm and car keys in his right hand. Just before he got into the car, his gaze locked onto mine. "I promise I'll make it up to you," he shouted over the distance, blowing me a kiss. - - -

During that day, he went back to the house a with shopping bags intended to be as an apology gift

He squats to my level as he laces my hand with his

" I want to apologize... "

" I want to apologize for not being there for you throughout your struggles.. Two weeks may seem like a short period of time, but it could have been an eternity for you.

My absence may have caused you some type of agony???, I am truly sorry. I hope that you can forgive me"

As he finished speaking, he looked into the my eyes and kissed my hand.

I stared back at him for a while, trying to see whether he was truly remorseful. After a moment of silence, I cling closer to him without saying a word. He pats my back.

“The night before your business trip” “You still remember it. Right?” I say

He sighs “What were you scared of?” “I couldn’t seem to ponder it the whole conversation”

“Yeah. Forget about that” shrugging it off

why? just why did I feel like I had to be on guard on everything?

Latter that evening I received a message notification

message:

Don’t you wanna let him know about it? You can’t hide it forever.

" Hoon, Did you get any certain messages or emails today? " I say as he happened to enter the room

Of course

Did you happen to see it?

"Just event invitations and messages from Cass and my mom. What about it?" as he looks into the wooden drawers.

Nothing. I sighed in relief

At this moment, it doesn't seem appropriate for him or even everyone to be informed about it. It is likely that he will discover it in due course??, but currently, I feel like the timing isn't right. I'll just hide it?

I don't know.

to be continued

authors note (DONT COME FOR ME YALL :) )

Hi there! I just wanted to address something with you guys....

I know that some of you might be wondering why did it take me so long to post the part 2 of CRA , and I wanted to clarify that it's not because I'm slacking off or anything like that. In fact, I'm really busy at the moment with other things going on in my life. I just wanted to let you know that even though it might take me a bit longer to post this series from time to time, that doesn't mean that I'm going to stop altogether or that I won't be back. I appreciate your support and understanding during this busy period, and I hope to be able to share more with you soon!

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I completely forgot to add a taglist for Crazy Rich Asians.. stab me🙏

#enha x reader #enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enha #enha fluff

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-- Crazy Rich Asians. PT. II

「 ✦ CRA ✦ 」

sunghoon fanfic! fem reader!

"It's not the men in your life that counts, it's the life in your men."

2k | disclaimer : quotations at the start may or may not have to do something with the whole story (could be an add on)

Read Crazy Rich Asians PT. I

no proof read | word vomit

indented text are just my personal descriptions <3

－ i got some lines from books ive read and movies ive watched! + the title of my fanfic doesn't mean the plot is mostly from the actual movie / book!

──── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

. “ if it is real, it must by definition prove to be eternal?. “ .

– random flashback |. 📍 California

The waitress arrives, sets down all of our orders and disappears.

I took out my fork as I swirled it in my pasta

“Carbonara?” I offered him before eating it.

Sunghoon shakes his head

“Because it’s dairy?”

“No… I just prefer pesto”

“Hmm. Impressive” “Very.....you” I say

A distinct ringing sound emanating from his pocket. As the phone rings a few more times before Sunghoon finally takes it out of his pocket and looks at the screen

“One second” he roses from his seat

I watched him walked away, his phone pressed to his ear.

I looked at him through the window while I was sipping my tea.

After a while the door bell rings, he came back again putting his phone to the pocket of his jacket.

“So”, “How was your day?” He questions as he sits on the table, pouring water to his cup

“Lame”

“Uhm” he hesitates to say

“my mom's gonna have a birthday party” he says out of nowhere, avoids looking at me while taking the silver utensils on the clothed table. "I planned it"

“I invited a lot of guests.” “All of my relatives and cousins know about it” He stops speed talking as he takes his first bite of steak.

“And you” he weakly points me with his fork.

I didn’t say anything as I take another sip of my tea

“Her birthday actually was yesterday, nothing so sleek about it and everyone was busy”

“It will be held on Friday...in Korea” he added

“That’s nice”

“So…. did you greet her?”

“No..” I say

“Why not?”

“I have been busy with stuffs”

“Like what?”

I did not know what to say.

"Look, I booked a flight for us" He broke the silence with hands clenched together

I take another sip of my tea

He sighs and leans into the table his voice was very low.

Perhaps we can work together to find a way to face her again and move forward in a positive direction. What do you think?"

He whispered “Please just go for me" he held your hand as he rubs his thumb through your fingers.

“Please.”

Current time . the continuation of part 1

－exact 5 minutes after emergency left

Sunghoon's

His eyes were glued to the pages of a book that he had abandoned for weeks.

Sitting on the couch in the same room, while you were in bed. The silk pajamas draped his body comfortably as he sat partially facing the bed you were lying on.

The soft rustling of the pages turning was the only sound that filled the room

As he rubs his eyes, his phone gets a ring from someone.

Mom

His eyes showed a bit of frustration as he hesitates to accept the call. But eventually does.

“Hi son.” A female voice muttered through the call.

“Good evening mom” he replies.

“How are you?” “How’s business?”

“Im Good” “Business? its he-“

“Uhm" – with a hinge of hesitation.

"If you are currently facing anything, please know that I am here to help you in any way possible. I am right beside you to offer my support, okay?"

The female voice assured him in a serious tone completely ignoring the fact she cut him off.

"At the moment, there is nothing that is causing me any trouble or concern mom."

“oh... dont be so gullible” His mom says.

"I appreciate your kind gesture of checking in on me. It's reassuring to know that you care." - The silence between them dissipated for a while.

“Well, I guess if there's nothing to state about anything, I will be going”,

the female mutters, closing the gap of silence in the call.

"Goodnight"

she added as the call ended.

You thought he promised to you that he’ll never engage in smoking again?? No. It seems that the weight of his problems and struggles had become too much to bear, causing him to break that promise.

. 01/01 00:05 AM

“Hoon are you there?”

Some laughter in the background and loud fireworks.

“I’m so sorry, I completely forgot. But I’m leaving now! Okay? Just wait there! Should only take me thirty minutes. I know, I feel really bad. Please don’t be mad. Call me back, okay?

As he hit the play button for the umpteenth time, a smile slowly spread across my face.

The old voicemail you left him on New Year's was like a time capsule, transporting him back to his days as a college student in bustling New York City.

morning - ur pov

As I woke up from the rays of sun hitting my eyes, I couldn’t help but feel a hinge of headache as I stood up from the bed. I looked around, everything seemed so foreign and unfamiliar.

After a moment, he politely excused himself from the call, putting it on hold

"Good morning." I say

Does he think I can forgive him easily? - "I have to go work again..” "I wont leave you for another 2 weeks". he said, brushing his hand through my cheeks. "I don't want to see you angry."

Despite his words, I couldn't shake off the feeling of anger towards him.

During that day, he went back to the house a with shopping bags intended to be as an apology gift

He squats to my level as he laces my hand with his

" I want to apologize... "

" I want to apologize for not being there for you throughout your struggles.. Two weeks may seem like a short period of time, but it could have been an eternity for you.

My absence may have caused you some type of agony???, I am truly sorry. I hope that you can forgive me"

As he finished speaking, he looked into the my eyes and kissed my hand.

I stared back at him for a while, trying to see whether he was truly remorseful. After a moment of silence, I cling closer to him without saying a word. He pats my back.

“The night before your business trip” “You still remember it. Right?” I say

He sighs “What were you scared of?” “I couldn’t seem to ponder it the whole conversation”

“Yeah. Forget about that” shrugging it off

why? just why did I feel like I had to be on guard on everything?

Latter that evening I received a message notification

message:

Don’t you wanna let him know about it? You can’t hide it forever.

" Hoon, Did you get any certain messages or emails today? " I say as he happened to enter the room

Of course

Did you happen to see it?

"Just event invitations and messages from Cass and my mom. What about it?" as he looks into the wooden drawers.

Nothing. I sighed in relief

I don't know.

to be continued

authors note (DONT COME FOR ME YALL :) )

Hi there! I just wanted to address something with you guys....

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fisheshavegill · 2 months

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omg pls don't leave me on a cliffhanger for crazy rich asians 😭😭😭😭😭😭 when is the next part coming out hehehe also how many parts will there be to this? love your writing sm <3

Hii! dw! I might post the next part this week 🫶🫶🫶?

Sorry these past few days ive been STRUGGLING to write 😭 so please bear w me 🥹

++ thanks you so much tho! This message made my day even better you DONT understand literally 😭😭😭

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fisheshavegill · 2 months

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" ᴏʜ ɢɪʀʟ ɪᴛꜱ ʏᴏᴜ~ "

－things he would probably do when he finds out his partner's preg

disclaimer! fluff", pregnancy, fatherhood, (fem) (grammatical errors)

When his partner finally tells him that she is pregnant, he's surprised and asks her to repeat herself to make sure he heard correctly.

Jay's reaction could be either calm or excited, depending on the scenario. (Up to you lol)

He is probably concerned about why his partner haven’t told him this. Was it because of the ‘abandoning’ idea that drenched her thoughts? Honestly, I think Jay wouldn’t leave her hanging at all <3. He would be ecstatic, to be honest with you, beyond the moon.

Afterward, he would spend the whole day thinking about impending fatherhood, and his thoughts would be filled with the excitement of it all. Despite this, he would still urge his partner to go to bed and rest, promising to make her breakfast and serve it on a tray in bed on a Saturday morning. This would be heaven for her!

He would be extra cautious about her every move. He would assist her with walking up and down the stairs, and anything that may seem difficult for her during pregnancy. Every night, he would touch her belly and talk to the baby about how excited he was to meet them.

I can picture him as someone who would spend hours scouring articles and guidebooks on fatherhood He might even be the type to search for advice on Reddit, wanting to know everything he can as a first-time father. He may even practice holding a stuffed toy to prepare for the real deal..

This man would do anything for his partner, whether it's fulfilling her weird cravings or going on a baby haul. He would give you everything!

He is always there with you during your doctor appointments, the one who talks to the doctor about the baby. Honestly, he could talk to the doctor all day just to make sure that everything is going as it should be.

Whatever you say, he will listen to you attentively. You don’t need to worry about financial support as he has got it all covered! He seems to be troubled when you try to buy anything with your own money, as he wants to provide you with everything being the man of the house. It doesn’t matter how expensive it is, be it bags, clothes, or jewelry, he will make sure to give it to you!

He would like the concept of having a little you or ‘him’. I think the gender of the baby doesn’t matter to him at all! As long as the baby is born healthy that is fine for him!

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I know it's TMI, but I woke up in the middle of the night and thought about this scenario. Jay has to be husband material, like seriously?

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fisheshavegill · 2 months

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--- Crazy Rich Asians.

「 ✦ CRA ✦ 」

sunghoon fanfic! fem reader!

" its not my job to make you feel like a man, i can't make you something you're not "

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You screamed and then proceeded to throw a flower vase and any fragile items within your room. You continued to damage everything that could break, wanting to feel as if every single thing was being shattered piece by piece.

After a few moments of throwing various items on the floor in a fit of frustration, you began to feel winded and paused to catch your breath. As you stood there, panting heavily, you noticed movement out of the corner of your eye and turned to see two of the maids peering at you through the small gap in the partially closed door.

Their eyes widened in surprise as you locked gazes with them, and you could see the fear in their faces as they realized they had been caught spying on you. Without a word, they quickly turned and scurried away, leaving you alone in the now-quiet room.

As they stormed out of the room, you slammed the door shut with a loud bang. The force of the door slamming back into the frame made you stumble backward until you collapsed onto the floor in a heap. Overwhelmed by emotion, you couldn't hold back the tears that flowed freely down your face. The only witnesses to this scene were the maids, who stood their peering to you earlier, unsure of what to do or say.