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[i4kyu]

wait omg hi !! i might be wrong but .. are you perhaps @ i4dobbi from instagram ?! :0 sorry if it’s so sudden and all but cjaoxnf i just saw you followed me today and i wanted to take a look at your acc and i noticed this ?! hehe 🐣

your blog is very very cute btw !! <3 sending love at you !!? :]

omg !?! :0 YES that’s me LMAO 🔎 and pls i looked at your page for sm inspiration :( ur blog is mf adorable i love it sm :((( ♡︎

[i4kyu]

WARNING!!!!

People, please be careful. There are also people tracking children and people and putting bids on them based on their profile pictures on whatsapp, tracking and kidnapping them. Especially young children, so please be cautious, especially parents who have their children as their profile pictures.

Please pass this on to everyone so that they are aware of the danger. I don’t how it is all around the world but I know it can’t just be here so please please spread the word. Thank you.

[i4kyu]

NO BC THIS PART WAS SO CUTE ☹️☹️☹️

Same bro

[i4kyu]

omg hi!! i just read one of your imagines and your writting and storyline is so good🥺🥺 it's so rare (for me lol) to find a writer that write beside fluff!! i'm cha btw ((:

OMG hi !!! :] RIGHT omg i love sadder fics so i tend to stray more towards them LMAO <3 hi cha !!!!!! i’m jenny ! ^3^ let’s be friends !

[i4kyu]

I’M CRYING THIS IS SO CUTE

treasure’s reactions to their idol!s/o being embarrassed by jyp’s actions during an award show  ₊ ༝ ･ ˖ ʚĭɞ

genre: fluff, crack

pairings: ot12 x gn!reader

warnings: none

requested: yes

context

treasure and your group were invited to an award show. watching your ceo, jyp’s performance, you can’t help but to react in embarrassment, which was captured live in camera, causing the internet to go crazy at how funny you were.

🐷 choi hyunsuk

would be laughing his ass off

you and your group would be a few tables away

but you could hear hyunsuk’s laughter from a mile away

which caused you to shoot daggers at him once you guys met after the show

at first he would think that you were actually mad at him

so he’d try to act cute as an apology

you could never resist that cutie

the rest of the members are under the cut

Keep reading

[i4kyu]

i cant get jihoon offmy brain and it’s killing me inccant stop thinking abt jihoon and jihoon only

[i4kyu]

i’ve been getting a rly good response to the dancing w enhypen post that i made , so i’ve been thinking About becoming more open with writing cuter things ! ^3^ <3 highk excited

[i4kyu]

₍ ଘ。天国 ✿ ｡ﾟ#⃝1 iN MAGNOLiA. ₎ 김도영.

and i call upon you , blessed be dainty cherubs , by the arm whose Fist bore flames almighty , rest tedious temptation sewn into your wisps . and As i trace the Palm of your hand , i draw the Beautiful branches of the pink Magnolia tree . for kiloannum , You ventured for a kingdom whose palace and subjects you Could conquer , and in Return , you conquered the World . deities spent Time on you , the Star whose magnitude outdoes counterparts brighter than scorching Flares . when You explore with searching Eyes , in obsidian , i Trail your footsteps with my Silent impressions , solely resting in Tranquility should i see you gently Smiling , safe & Sound within your Castle walls . Only then shall Sleep overwhelm me , for a recurrent Must is ensuring the Safety web that surrounds you . and When i notice you stir , your slumber being struck with the Hand of deities , i Lure the stars into my Palm & collect the Light to give energy and Power to your spirit . with the Light in your veins whose glow offers pollen to bees and water to greenery , stride should you take , and Run wild & free as you must . Where each sediment you touch Transforms into stardust & a path of Glittering gold trailing . and a path i Shall follow . .. until my Legs collapse beneath me , and where You then shall reciprocate my Sacrifice . but Until day dawns upon the savannah and paints the horizon with gold , i Deem it a life or death situation to Fly beside you . i Call upon you , & you answer my Cries with a hand to Hold & a book to read : a Book whose lines tell of a story of one and one’s protector . i Have not but a need to Flip through its swollen pages , for its tattered pages rip with a touch of my fingers . it Was dated 1927 , for you had lived hundreds Of years and hundreds of lives , watching over Mortals and those you deem fit . and Until i leave , until I give out , i will Give you the world, the Universe , and i Would bottle the night sky For you .

something Short i wrote with doyoung in mind (｡･ω･｡)

[i4kyu]

i LoVE U. 🪜。☆ : dancing W/ them !

₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ enhypen 엔하이픈 ot7. ( queued. )

warnings : none ! :]

note : user @i4kyu wrote … Fluff :0 ???¿¿!!! ¡ Must be a clone

양정원 yjw : 🖇。𓂃 ☆.

u always talk abt how he's such a good dancer and how u love watching him dance , so he's all like "OKAY COME DANCE W ME BB !!!!! :D "

u internally panic bc u don't think u can dance but he looks so happy nd smiley that u have to say yes :(((

" wait jungwon i CAN'T DANCE ?? D:"

" that's ok bb i'll teach u one of our choreos ! ^___^ "

he would suggest given taken but then ur like " lol who do you think i am ??¿¿ " so he teaches u 10 months instead !

" OMG PERFECT MY BB IS SO GOOD AT DANCING "

" YOU'RE EVEN BETTER THAN NI-KI OMG "

u can tell he's exaggerating for ur sake but u just think it's cute so you don't mention anything </3

eventually ,, u learn the choreo nd u dance together !

u followed jake's pt and he did his own ( ◠‿◠ ) !!!!

u tripped up here nd there nd u could hear him giggle whenever u did and ur heart went all @&!&@$$!?'

the music would end and he would rush towards u

cute kisses all around the dance practice room

☆. 이희승 𓂃 lhs : 💨 :]

ur a dancer !

not a professional , but u've been dancing on ur own for years and years and u know a bunch of different kpop dances and etc !!

so , when enhypen debuted , the first thing u did was learn all the different choreographies !!

well ,, u learnt all the i land choreos first :D <3

SO , the first thing heeseung did the day he got time off was ask u to dance w him to given taken ( T_T )

" Y/N DANCE WITH ME RIGHT N O W !!!!! :( "

u were like what the fuck bc be caught u off guard but u were also expecting it so u were like sure !!!

" wait u know the choreo right "

" bruh "

" ok cool also i'm skipping to the chorus "

MUSIC INTENSIFIES !! :D

u could REALLY keep ur own when u danced with him even though he was such a good dancer

arguably , u were even a better dancer that him ???

not like u would ever admit that u thought that

" why r u better than me :< "

" HEESEUNG BB I'M NOT URSO GOOD :( "

u end up straying away from given taken and just

start dancing to a bunch of other kpop songs while

screaming and clapping and hyping each other up

박종성 ☆. pjs : 𓂅 📨。

swaggiest dancer in the world park jay would ask you to dance to given taken with him

SUCH A SUPPORTIVE HYPE MAN when u dance

" WOOOOHHH THATS MY BABY !!!!!!!!!!!! "

even if u were doing the absolute least , he would be doing the absolute MOST because he is park jay <3

u didn't think u were the best dancer ever , but u also didnt think u were the worst dancer ???????

SO WHEN HE HYPED U UP , u got all shy and &$!@&)? because he's so supportive and cute :((((

" so ..... dance to let me in with me ????? "

" ajsbsnksjs "

" OKAY BABY LETS GO !!! :D "

u didn't know the choreography fully yet but he helped u master all of the tiny details !!

" YES PERFECT OH MY GOD BEST DANCER INTHE WORLD Y/N L/N WHAT A MAIN DANCER "

u would sometimes becomes really self aware while dancing and suddenly stop and be like what the fuck and end up just staring at jay while he dances

HE SEES U STARING AT HIM AND KIND OF SLIPS UP ON THE CHOREO and u end up laughing D:

u guys end up on the floor laughing and sweaty :(((

심재윤 sjy ☆。𓂃 𓂂 ^3^ 🫂 :

w jake , u were actually the one that suggested it !!

" JAKE SIM SIM JAEYUN ICON OF GROWTH !!!!!!! "

he was sitting right next to you on the practice room floor

" oh my god chill what do you want , love ?? "

" dance to 10 months with me ???????????????? :D "

he's silent for a second but then just laughs at you and then gets up and holds a hand out for u

" ok i'm down let's go bb ! ^___^ "

u guys rush to in front of the mirror and u turn on the music for 10 months and skip to the chorus

" why the chorus ? "

" ehh it's cute and easier and i like it "

u guys do dance , but it's more of just like ... jumping around while occasionally doing a move ??????

ITS JUST RLY GIGGLY AND JUST u guys hanging out

jake is smiling his beautiful smile the entire time and you wanna just :(((((((((((((((((( hug nd kiss him

" we should sing together sometime "

" anything for u , y/n "

you sob

박성훈 ☆。psh づ % 🏐.

park sunghoon main dancer material

" y/n i'm bored what do you wanna do today "

u two were just chilling in the practice room with ur head in his lap while staring at urselves in the mirror

" uh you wanna dance to flicker w me ???? "

he looks at u w a raised eyebrow but agrees yes

" i didn't even know u knew this choreography "

" oh i learnt it to support my amazingly gorgeous and beautiful and handsome boyfriend "

he shoves u off and him and goes to start the music

he doesn't really dance with u he just watches u dance with the most in love face ever

full 🤍____🤍 type mode if u get me ykwis

he's like " omfg my bb is so talented :(((( "

he also joins in on his specific parts during flicker

but it's all just for fun and shits n giggles :D

u two also end up on the floor just smiling at each other and in love and <333333 hugs all around

김선우 ksn : 🛌 ☆.〜（ゝ。∂）

SMILEY BABIE !!! D:

it would be just a random day , nd he would suddenly be like " OMG Y/N !!!!!!!! "

" yes sunoo "

" DANCE TO CHAMBER 5 WITH ME !!! "

u had expressed ur love for the choreography for chamber 5 to him in the past

so u weren't surprised when he suggested it

u had also alr learned the choreography for the song during i land era , so like WHY NOT :DDDDD

u dance to sunoo's parts in the song while he also tries to dance but ends up like ,,,,,

yk the thing where u see smth so cute that ur knees just give in and u fall to the ground ?? YEAH !!!

thats sunoo when he sees u dancing to ch. 5 ^__^ !

" HELP MY BB'S SO CUTE :(((((((( "

" HOW IS MY BB SO CUTE "

" lol why are you cuter than me that's not fair "

ends up getting all pouty because he thinks ur cuter than him </3 so u reassure that he's the cutest

ever . kim sunoo cutest to ever exist <3

리키 / 니키 : ₊˚ʚ nsr ☆。⬆️.

BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE TURN IT UP !!!

trained and seasoned dancer since diapers :D

so , when the solo i&credible practices were released , the first thing u did was watch ni-ki's and learn the dance !!!!!!!

months later , u nd ni-ki were just chilling when he was like ... " hey do u know the i&credible choreo ? "

u didn't think anything of it , but u were like yea !

and so he immediately got up and asked u to dance to the chorus of i&credible with him

WHICH U DID !!!! MAIN DANCER COUPLE !!!!

i think YES YES YES !!!!!!!

ni-ki really loves to yell about how he thinks you're the only dancer he knows that can match his energy nd etc

u disagree , but < nishimura riki is always correct 3

u guys have really similar dancing styles nd

look HELLA mf good when u dance together

he asks for u to recreate that hand motion thing that he did at the end of the second version of i&credible

so u do it

and he dies bc ur just so &!,$%#

he thinks your dancing is absolutely magical

" i hate how you're better than me "

" yeah ni-ki not all of us can be as good as me "

u end up dancing to a bunch of other kpop songs just

for the fun of it until you're all sweaty and tired

NOT TO MENTION !!!!!!

every month or so , u guys have a competition to see who can learn the choreo to a new kpop comeback the fastest nd the best , and it's always so close

so yeah ni-ki + y/n main dancer couple !!!

[i4kyu]

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[i4kyu]

omg new theme hello? it looks amazing!

PLEASE ☹️☹️☹️☹️ * cries * Ur theme will forever reign superior though :0 (^○^) 🛌💭。%

[i4kyu]

the stairs creak. 📨

.ﾟ(›⩊‹)ﾟ+｡ﾟﾉ. treasure 트레저 park jihoon.

warning : not many , paranormal , supernatural , horror(?), etc.

note : i wanted it to end with the reader dying but then changed my mind last second bc i write too much death LMAO anyway i wrote this in one go & it’s not proofread or anything like that which is why it’s donkey ass i am V sorry 🙏🏻🙏🏻

"i don't know who you are, but please leave me alone,” you would cry out day-in and night-out. soreness ached within your throat as your arms would shake with every flick of the light switch, the fear of encountering something inhuman plaguing and taunting you. a candle grasped tightly within twitching fingers, a breath escaped your lips as your eyes scanned the vicinity lit only by the dim light of the melting candle.

during murky nights outside, the walls of your home were meant to shelter you from the bloodiness outside, though creaking stairs and slow, wooden taps sent opposing statements. and so, you sat in the corner of the room in close to pitch black darkness, praying that your spirits and guides would protect you from the harm you sensed surrounded your home.

two years. 24 months. 104 weeks. within the span of a mere fraction of your life, your fingers had become tainted with the dark blood of the paranormal, and cursed by the heavens you became. sent by them was a creature unbeknownst to you, a specimen that dragged its nails on the walls each night.

“please.. leave me alone…” the drunken affairs between life and death played with you in their hands as your pleas were answered with a slow, rhythmic knock under the wooden floors beneath you. reaching the candle out, your finger gently floated on the floor as you swallow the saliva bubbling within your throat. with each passing second, the knocking swelled in volume, slowly inching closer and closer to above ground.

one loud ram forced your eyes instinctively shut. candle seized with your left hand, your right hand slung up to your head. hair intertwined between your fingers, your head clutched and your nails digging into your scalp, the sound of a limb sliding on creaking wood rang through your mind.

with hidden vision, your senses kept your eyes closed, for a death without sight would be more preferable than a death watching the entity responsible. a cold appendage probed at your ankle, fear chasing up your spin. whatever entity had been parading around your home had at last decided to unveil its cape, and the following actions it would take, you knew not of.

“did you miss me, my dear?” 6 words struck you harsher than any paranormal activity could. a male voice whose tone sent you into overdrive and stimulation. “i know i missed you, darling.”

“jihoon? park jihoon?” astonishment dared you to open your eyes, the curiosity and shock overwhelming you. you were met with the unholy sight of jihoon — his smile cut wide , reaching the apple of his cheeks and dripping blood. his left eye had no pupil or iris, the purity of his shining a bright white laced with bloody seeming lines tracing around his eye.

through the horror his face held, beneath it, alas, you could still recognize the beauty he once held. it laid in remnants beneath his bloodshot eyes and scarred tissue, but it remained untouched in your view. your eyes tore away from his, settling instead on the pale skin that covered his hands.

“i watched you die, jihoon..” you croaked out.

“and i did. does it look like i’m alive, lovely?” his eyes glimmered as he slammed a fist onto the wooden floor, an aggressive and loud bang echoing throughout the house.

“h-how?”

he laughed lightly, though not a trace of humor was to be detected. “well, that’s not important, sweetheart. what i find is important now is that i’m here, but.. i’m sure you’ve noticed: i look quite different, don’t i?

don’t i look a bit.. say.. damaged? a bit roughened up? maybe a little bloody? i don’t look too much like the beautiful boy you used to know, do i? how do you feel about that, my dear?” he pulled you via your ankles closer to him, a menacing expression patching his face.

he reaches a cold and albino-white hand underneath your chin and lifts your face up to meet his, “do you still love me?”

“jihoon, i told you years ago that you were the most beautiful boy i had ever met, and i don’t revoke that statement.”

though hidden beneath his eyes, you noticed his sudden pause and hesitation, clearly taken aback by your response. tears began welling up in your eyes as his grip on your chin loosened slightly before once more harshening as his demeanor grows upset once more. a shaky breath leaves your lips.

“you’re such a nasty liar. even to my face after i went through hell and back, you continue to fib. i should kill you now while i have the chance. i wouldn’t hesitate a single bit if i wanted to.”

“shut up, jihoon. i still see the beauty i saw years ago, and i still think you’re beautiful. jihoon, it’s been years since i’ve seen you for the last time, and up until now, i’ve never not loved you.”

feeling his shaky hand tremble, you release the candle and set it beside you, reaching your hand up to gently touch the wrist of his hand that was settled on your chin. it felt sub-zero, though it still gave you a warmth you had lacked in you life post his death.

“you’re such an idiot. you haven’t changed one bit. what will it take for you to realize that i’m not the beautiful boy you think i am? how much will it take for you to agree with the others? the people that’ll forever scrutinize and harass me for my ugliness..” he whispered.

mustering courage, your raise your hands and cup his face gently in them, slowly running your thumb across the cuts that extended from the corners of his mouth and outwards. your eyes trailed on his wounds, examining his face for the cuts and injuries that littered his once smooth and silky skin.

“you’re still the most beautiful boy i’ve ever seen, jihoon.”

[i4kyu]

Should i write smth cute .. :0 it’s not my forte but i kind of want to try it out & see how it Goes ! (＞人＜;) 🛴💨 Wish me luck ..¿¿?!

[i4kyu]

heartbreak anniversary is enhypen's rick roll

riki is rick astley

...riki astley

sorry I'll leave now-

[i4kyu]

enchanted to meet you. [ıllıllı] listen to enchanted by taylor swift.

“(秋)” ⸻ designer!yoshinori x fem!reader. 0.848k words. g: fluff. w: none. syn.: a night of loneliness turning into one of those he had read in books about fairy tales.

send an ask to be in the taglist and i hope you enjoy! feedbacks and/or reblogs are worth gold <3

perhaps it was the tiny diamonds that had been delicately stuck on your cheekbones, maybe it was the pink and plump lips that had greeted everyone with a charming smile that had his eyes glued to your figure in awe that night. surrounded by strangers adorned in their best dresses and suits, yoshi could not hear the way your laughter chimed in response to a daring joke his friend jihoon had said.

far too in the corner, he stands alone with a drink swirling in the tall glass he elegantly held in his palms, yoshi did not have a single interest in the ongoing celebration over the hundredth year anniversary of your father’s textile company, joined by your mother’s fashion enterprise. he was simply there out of respect to an invitation sent to designers that had once worked with their brand.

with his sight set on you, stuck in the loudest of trances, he doesn't notice as your footsteps start to sound closer and closer, your face becoming clearer without the blur caused by distance, until you smoothly come to a stop before his tall frame. “i hope tonight has not been too boring for you.”

the silver-haired man blinks, not expecting the most gorgeous sight he had laid his gaze on suddenly this close to him. clearing his throat with a sheepish smile, he adjusts the cuffs of his sleeves with his glass set on top of the tall table. “certainly not, i actually just arrived from milan a few hours ago. it must be the jet lag coming for me.”

you shoot him a knowing smile, stepping out of the way of a waiter collecting empty bottles from the emptying seats as the guests move to the dance floor with their partners.

“are you not going to join in?” you gesture at the couples twirling around languidly and he laughs, leaning his back on the cool wall, “i’d rather stay here, comfortably in my own place.”

you raise a brow, “oh, really?” you pull your arms behind your back, a cheeky expression lifting your face, to which yoshinori would later vehemently deny ever staring way too long at you to his friend.

“do you not want to, or do you not know how to dance?” you watch as his eyes smoothly slide away from the contact you had held onto, satisfied by his non-verbal answer. “i can teach you, you know? right here.”

yoshinori hesitantly places a hand over your waist per your gentle instructions, “are you sure? i will definitely step on your shoes.” his wide eyes seek affirmation as you hold onto his shoulders, swaying left and right, before telling him to step backwards to twirl you around.

his sharp looks that had been a tad bit intimidating at first before you had approached him had ebbed away into nothingness. this man was the softest of his kind that you had seen, you confirm in your mind. his unsure smiles as he steps to the side, his twinkling eyes as he gets the next set of movements correctly without you needing to tell him, everything about him was dazzling.

“what’s your name?” yoshinori asks as he spins you once before dipping you down lightly, curiosity shining through his doll-like appearance. you try not to laugh at his face when he pulls you up by an arm wrapped securely around your waist, “usually, people would introduce themselves first. and that would usually happen around the first two minutes of their interaction, mind you.”

“oh, right.” he steps away, adjusting his sleeves again as means to distract himself from the flames engulfing his ears, pink with abashment. “my name’s yoshinori. kanemoto, yoshinori.” you nod, “nice to meet you at last, mister-i-designed-the-summer-collection-but-never-bothered-showing-up-to-the-after-party.”

he remembers the call he had gotten a few months ago distantly, rejecting the idea of staying later that night out of other obligations to his mother. her birthday had been on the exact same day, what could he do? he was a loyal mommy’s son, after all.

the twenty-one year old monster in the fashion industry rubs the back of his head, “i had to g-” you snigger at him, “i’m just kidding, you have a life outside of this, i know.” you point at the lively event.

“i’ll be looking forward for your next line, you know?” you nudge him with your elbow, taking a sip from your beverage before pushing yourself back up to greet the next big-name-brand ambassador that walks in through the grand doors. his eyelids flutter in surprise, “i never got your name!”

you suppose he wouldn’t know the name of a hidden-away daughter of two famed people, you thought with a smile. “it’s y/n.” and with that, yoshinori is left starstruck by the way his night ends with you, a smile subconsciously making its way to plaster across his lips.

at three a.m., back in the comfort of his own large room, the lights remain turned on as he sketches on a large piece of canvas, what he believes to be the face of an angel.

[i4kyu]

ending his lineage. ⚔️

(｡ŏ﹏ŏ). enhypen 엔하이픈 heeseung & jungwon.

warnings : murder, betrayal, etc.

note : i actually wrote this for a certain AU i did on my instagram called “who murdered yang jungwon?” it was a mystery au where a bunch of my followers would Work and put together clues that i would give them to Figure out who murdered jungwon ! :] <3 i had them vote in a Poll and barely anyone guessed heeseung tho

          To Lee Heeseung, from the afterlife above where I now reside, I stare down at you as you walk the Earth, a place you stripped my life away from. I recall it as if it was yesterday, the horror that pierced my soul and the memories of my life flashing before my eyes in blinding light as you brought that knife down to my shoulder... and then to my other, slashing me and leaving me to die in the forest, bleeding out and staining the beautiful grass beneath.

           Light began leaking into my vision in milky dots, slowly saturating and growing larger until my vision was back to normal. I blinked a few times as I adjusted to the light level of the sun, and as I gathered information on my surroundings, I came to the realization that I was set sitting in the middle of a forest clearing, trees as tall as clouds circling me.

            "Yang Jungwon..." I knew that voice. I whipped my head towards the voice, though I was immediately stricken by a sharp, searing pain that infected my head. I threw my hands up to my head and cradled it in my hands, the pain pushing me to scream out in pain.

           "Heeseung...?" I asked, my hand still intertwined and grasped within my hair.

            "19 years of my life have lead up to this very exact moment, Yang Jungwon..." I heard his voice, and though it was similar to the voice of the man I trusted for years of my life, the sound of it struck panic within my chest and caused it to constrict around my rib cage, my stomach turning and bile threatening to explode out of my mouth.

          I had zero time to react as he briskly walked over to me and grabbed my hair, yanking it upwards and staring me directly in the face. I screamed as the pain overcame my being, my skull feeling as if it was slowly but surely being sandpapered away into dust.

            "Ever since that fateful day, I've wanted nothing more than to stab you until you died, but I had to earn your trust first... it would be more satisfying in that manner, no?

          So I did it! You're so fucking naive, Jungwon... Trusting me despite knowing what I'm capable of should I ever have a motive to do something. You're an idiot."

           I felt one last burst of adrenaline surge through my limbs as I attempted one last time to push Heeseung away from me to allow me freedom to run, though in my weakness and pain, my tries were fruitless and futile.

            "Accept your fate, Yang Jungwon... I've been waiting too long to let you go now..." I felt myself getting pushed onto my back, the back of my head hitting the ground, though the sight I saw above me neutralized the pain that was in my skull with an equal amount of fear and panic.

           Heeseung, my dear friend whom I held as a brother, held a knife up in the air, his expression psychotic as a large smile crept onto his face, his pearly white teeth exposing themselves in a manic manner. His eyes were wide opened, his apple cheeks heightened and his hair disheveled and unkempt. It was difficult to perceive this man as the man who had hugged and comforted me through my deepest and darkest times, though it was him.

          "Any last words, Yang Jungwon? Make them count."

           At his words, I felt the dam break within my eyes and waterfalls start pouring out of them as I screamed the loudest my lungs could withstand. Screaming, I heard Heeseung laugh maniacally almost as loud as I screamed.

            "There isn't a single damn person that'll hear you when you scream, Jungwon—we're far too far from civilization for you to be saved, Jungwon. Accept it."

            I refused to come to terms with my murder, my vocal cords aching and my throat feeling as if a knife had been run down and up it, though I continued to scream. I let out half screams and wails, the sobbing creating a heart wrenching scream that made my entire body hurt.

           "LEE HEESEUNG! I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY BROTHER! I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME!"

          He rolled his eyes.

          "You were fun at times, though nothing could make me forget, Yang Jungwon... you stupid child."

           As he held the knife up higher, preparing to plunge it into my body, I gave one final scream, "HEESEUNG! PLEASE, I'M SOMEBODY'S SON!"

          "Somebody's son, yes! The son of the man who murdered my father 11 years ago.

          Goodnight, Yang Jungwon."

[i4kyu]

breathing in blood. 💉🩸

ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ່࡚ࠢ࠘⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏. enhypen 엔하이픈 sunghoon.

warnings : blood , descriptive murder & gore , dismemberment , betrayal , mention of maggots + vomiting .

note : this + my cryogenic HyunSuk fic r the best things i’ve ever written and i’m pretty proud of them ! ^3^ i had a lot of fun writing this , & pls be cautious of all of the warnings ! <3

for you, i converted the air i breathed into blood, the liquid filling my lungs and sprouting into kaleidoscopic patterns as i gave to you my everything with not a single piece of you in return.

my name is park sunghoon, and i arrived into this world on december 8, 2002, and as quickly as i was brought in, i was taken out of it not two decades ripe. i died two years ago at the hand of the one that i loved so dearly, though one that betrayed me and slashed me until dead. i was found in a ditch, my chest brutally ripped open, my heart laying in the sun a few feet away from my decaying, maggot-infested corpse. they found me with my eyes wide open and rolled into the back of my head, the whites of my eyes phantom-like as i (my body parts) laid in a starfish position.

from my position, i watched them wretch at the sight of my dismembered body, my limbs chainsawed off with not an ounce of mercy from my murderer. i laid in a pool of my own iron-scented blood, the metallic aroma of it wafting and carrying itself in the light breeze. my torso was the bloodiest i remember. even from here, as nothing more than simply a spirit that now lingered the living world with the desire to close my existence, i flinched at the sight of the body i once called mine laying there in such a horrible position. though, not like there was anything i could do about it.

from the way they covered their faces with masks as they approached my decomposing corpse, i assumed the sour stench of it must have been revolting (from the way i looked as well.) from my peripheral, i noticed a man double over and gag before emptying his insides out, puking lime green vomit onto the grass under him.

i watched them surround the crime scene with that yellow police tape that i always hated growing up—ironic as to how that's where my lifeless body would end up: surrounded and perimeter-ed by it. i resent recalling upon the memories of my last living breaths, though with infinite time on my ghostly pale hands, i found it hard to ponder over anything but the moments before i saw the last blinding light that indicated my time to part from the realm of living.

lovely, the night was—so much purity and innocent, puppy-type love floating and whisking through the cool air that flew by us on the balcony. with me was a glass cup containing a specific brand of sparkling water that i had grown to (for some reason) crave at night, and beside me overlooking the balcony railing with me was my partner. such a sweet and harmless significant other my partner was portrayed as. ironic.

"my love, we should head inside—it's getting awfully cold. i don't want either of us getting sick, especially with your competition coming up so quickly in a few days."

the night life was stripped from me, the peak and prime of my career as a competitive figure skater had just arrived after a decade of training. life was incredible, though never in life had i experienced too much luck all at once. my semi-celebrity status was a luxury alive, though not like it helped authorities locate my obvious murderer anyway.

nighttime was always quiet within my province—little crime, never any drunkards wandering the streets—it was always just stagnant. always tranquil minus the occasional beeping or siren of a car. during the depths of night, i can manage to recall being awoken by the sound of a loud clanging sound deriving from my kitchen area. bed empty besides myself, i naturally assumed it was my partner and went to go check on the cause of the commotion.

stepping into the living room and subsequently the kitchen, all i can trace is the memory of a sharp and searing pain to the upper right region of my skull, the pain radiating so harshly that i dropped to my knees and clutched my aching head out of instinct. i assumed it was an intruder, though my thoughts were cut off as i was knocked out cold and unconscious with another hit with the same cold and metal object as prior.

from then, i woke up in the middle of a field, the sun burning down on my skin with sweat beats running down my temples and forehead. the pain now felt different, rather than a direct pain, it was a throbbing pain, though it still caused me to try to instinctively reach my hand up to my head. as i tried to bring my hand up, it was only then that it had dawned on me that my arms and legs were bound to a wooden chair—beige in color, and it would have been more than comfortable had my limbs not been restrained.

i struggled and squirmed to escape the confines, though i couldn't escape from the secure bindings the thick ropes that given me. i wiggled and shook my right arm in hopes of loosening the ropes, and i managed to slowly begin free my right arm in order to free my remaining limbs.

"park sunghoon," a voice called out from behind to me. i knew that voice, and i knew it all too well.

i attempted to whip my head behind me i hopes of connecting eyes with the person whose voice i typically found so much comfort it. i caught a slight sight of them, and even in the predicament i was in, it was difficult to not feel relief at the sight of them. how foolish i was.

"love! get me out of these stupid ropes, please," i plead.

though i couldn't strain my neck further to see them fully, i heard an loud, exasperated sigh escape their lips. the grass began to crunch as they began taking steps towards me, and as they came into my field of vision, i caught sight of a black object gripped tightly within their hands: a gun.

panic seared through me more than my head pain did, the once prevalent pain now cascading and fading away from my notice and perception. all i could focus on was the worry that i was about to take my final breaths. as my chest began to heave and my breath hitched within my throat, i saw who i once deemed my soulmate flash the gun into my sight once more, almost taunting and teasing me with my death, though their face seemed borderline remorseful.

in the split second, they walked closer to me, raising the gun to my forehead at direct gunpoint, the cool temperature gun against my burning forehead heightening my horror. their eyes looked dull, though their actions seemed too coordinated and practiced for this to have been spontaneous, which made me wonder how many nights i've slept in a bed with someone planning to murder me.

i kept direct eye contact with them... with my partner. 'for a higher chance at survival, keep eye contact if you're being held at gunpoint.' and as i heard a faint apology slip past their lips, i had come to accept my destined fate. the fate that had likely written in the stars for me since the day i arrived into this world.. because not every soul has a happy ending, and some are destined to wander limbo for eternity.

i heard the bang before i succumbed to my fate, and though it would have scarred me for infinity, it's not like i can dwell on that sound for longer. dying didn't feel like death—i simply opened my eyes, initially surprised. 'am i alive?

though, i quickly realized that i in fact was not living—not breathing. it felt like a third person point of view initially, and i stared in shock as i watched my body's head fell limp, blood oozing from forehead at a horrifying rapid rate. the onslaught of it made me feel queasy.. i was practically watching a snuff film of myself.

my partner untied my limbs and dragged me onto the grassy ground, laying me out in a perfect starfish position before leaving my body and going behind a tree to retrieve what i soon realized to be a handheld circular handsaw. a breath escaped my lips as i watched in horror as my partner began dismembering my corpse limb by limb.

slashing through my weak and frail skin like paper, blood exploded onto the grass, staining the greenery with maroon. the chainsaw made a sound i can't describe as it reached my bones, and i was sure that i would have thrown up at the sight of it had i seen it in a physical body. minutes later, my first arm was chainsawed off from my torso, the limp arm laying on the ground as they moved to my other limbs. how my significant other managed to not wretch at the smell and the scent of me was surprising.

one by one, my arms to my legs, i stared silently and unmoving as i laid in a pool of my red life liquid, the sun beating down as crows screamed overhead.

by the time the process was completed, i couldn't bear to continue watching after i had witnessed what i had witnessed, and now knowing that there was no heaven or hell and only haunting, i left to wander the world.

in the end, nothing mattered, and i, park sunghoon, world class figure skater, had my life ripped from me by my lover.