ioveri

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my beautiful ikeu 💘😮‍💨

[JAKE] JAPAN 3rd SINGLE '結 -YOU-' Concept Photo (FOUND ver.)

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so proud of my boys ☝🏼

[ENHYPEN] SEOUL, D-DAY 🇰🇷

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my eyes fell out of my head 😍 SIR THIS IS TOO MUCH FOR MY POOR HEART

230714 - spotify on twitter

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It is what it is 😞

jay is made for the girls w daddy issues

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pluck at my heartstrings ✩ p.js

pairing: park jongseong x gn!reader || word count: 1.3k genre: fluff || warnings: absolutely none! but as usual, tooth rotting fluff so beware of diabetes 😁synopsis: jay's touch sends electricity racing through you, love for him overdlowing. note: 1.3k oh finally a mildly long fic i winnnn !!! fun fact, this is loosely based off of real life incidents 👀 this is a birthday gift for my beloved @ioveri <3<3 i hope you enjoyed your birthday babes :D and special thanks to @thatemo-fangirl my beloved riss for beta reading it !!! ilysm mwah mwah 🥰🥰 hope y'all enjoy this as much as i enjoyed writing it 💋

Hanging out with Jay was the best feeling ever. Sitting side by side, legs entangled with each other, giggling while gossiping with each other, no feeling could possibly compare. Growing up together, Jay inevitably grows to be your comfort person. 

Today was no different. Jay sat across you on his desk chair, rambling about god knows what. You could barely pay attention thanks to how good he looked today. Sporting a simple white sweater and comfortable black pants, Jay looks like a dream to you. 

‘Oh man, I really miss playing the guitar, I’ve been so busy these days…’ Jay pouts, rolling over to grab his guitar. Absent-mindedly Jay begins to strum the strings, humming a random tune. 

‘Oooh gimme gimme, I want to try!!’ You reach out for his guitar. He passes it to you, chuckling to himself, knowing full and well you don’t know shit about playing any instrument. You hold the guitar gently, the wooden frame resting comfortably on your thighs. 

Beginning to pluck at the strings, you holler out random words, causing Jay to double over in a fit of laughter. ‘Y/n you’re going to hurt yourself if you continue doing that.’ He scolds softly flicking your shoulder. 

You only shrug, continuing to live out your pretend rock star dreams. Jay places his hand over yours, ‘Y/n, do you actually want me to teach you some basics?’ 

Your eyes light up, nodding excitedly. You immediately adjust your hands, trying your best to imitate how Jay does it when he plays. 

Giggling lightly, Jay reaches over to correct your hands. Crossing over your sitting frame, his fingers slowly move yours higher on the fret board. The action caused electricity to burst through your veins, cheeks turning a warm hue of red. Heart stuttering in your chest, your breathing turns shallow as Jay comes face to face with you. 

Eyes blown, you look into Jay’s warm brown eyes. He sits back down, a serious look crossing his face. ‘Okay I’m going to teach you a simple C chord okay?’ He instructs you clearly and firmly, taking the role of a teacher quite seriously. 

After making sure your fingers are placed correctly, he gives you the signal to play the chord. You push your thumb against the string, a wobbly note playing out. You huff, trying again. It’s stronger this time, but still weak. 

Fixing your fingers over and over again, you try and master the simple note. Engrossed in the task, you fail to notice a pair of endearing eyes on you. 

Jay looks at you as if you hung all the stars in sky, as if you’re the reason the sunshines and the earth turns. He looks at you with enough love to fill the oceans ten times over, enough love to end world hunger and achieve world peace. 

Jay doesn’t know when it began, but he knows that he started to fall for you. And he wasn’t scared because it was easy. It was like coming home or falling asleep or breathing. Something so effortless and easy, because it is a necessity in life. 

When Jay looks at you, he hears a song in his heart, a tune of love. But all he could hear now were your terrible attempts at a C note. He lets out another chuckle before halting your attempt, hands finding yours on the strings. 

‘Jayyyy I’m not getting it. How come you do it so easily?’ You pout, hands going slacks over the guitar. ‘Well, that’s because I’ve been playing for almost as long as I’ve known you. C’mon, let’s try another chord, maybe that’ll be easier.’ Ever persistent, Jay once again reaches over you to reposition your fingers. 

His gentle touch and soft breath on your hand causes your brain to short circuit, body stiffening at the contact. A weird gargling noise escapes your mouth, an automatic response to trying to push down your frustrations. 

Tilting his head to the side, Jay silently questions it. Your brain to mouth filter broken, a soft ‘This is why I like you,’ slips past your lips. Jay straightens himself back up, nerves evident in the way he awkwardly forced a laugh. 

‘Well I sure hope so, we’ve been friends since practically birth.’ He pulls the collar off his sweater, a nervous habit of his. He tries to play off your comment by taking a deep breath, preparing to instruct you on how to play the next chord. 

But before he could begin, you place the guitar aside, replacing it with his hands. The frustration of not being able to master the chord pours out as your frustration towards being in love with your best friend increases. Closing your eyes and taking a deep breath, you fail to see the flustered look on Jay’s face. 

Although Jay didn’t know what was happening, he could sense your frustration rolling off of you in waves. He tries his best to calm you down, thumbs slowly brushing against your knuckles. 

This. This is why you liked him. 

‘Jay, I’ve known you since literally forever. I’m not sure when my platonic love for you turned romantic, but it has. I love you, Jay. I love the way you talk, the way you get angry, and how you have no filter when it comes to the things you love. I adore your sense of fashion and your caring nature and silly meme-able face. I love your cooking and your brain, how sweet you are even though you don’t want to show it. I love you, Jay. And I don’t think I can ever express it fully, because my love for you consumes me. It’s like a fire in my stomach, burning away inside me, growing each day, just as we have. And I know this is all so sudden, and it’s totally okay if you don’t love me like that.’ 

You open your eyes now, needing to know how he reacts to your next words. ‘I don’t care really, if you don’t love me back, but please. Never leave me.’ You finally finish, nerves wracking through you. 

Jay sits before you, mouth agape, hands slipping away from you. You cringe internally, praying you haven’t ruined an everything. 

‘I. You. I’m. Love. Y/n I.’ Tongue tied, Jay sits there wracking his brain for words. The truth is, he’s never been happier. Hearing you say those 3 words, those 8 letter, Jay can’t help but feel like he’s in heaven. 

Jay leaps forward to hug you, not knowing how else to convey his feelings. ‘I love you too. I love you like the sun loves the moon, like the stars love the sky, and the sea loves the sand. I’ve loved you for a while now, and I’m sorry I could never tell you. But I love you. I love you. I do I really do, I love you.’ 

Jay continues to whisper it over and over again, pressing himself into you. He pulls himself away, only to attach his lips to your forehead, pressing a kiss onto it. He continues to smother your faces in kisses, big hands engulfing your face. He punctuates the kisses with more affirmations of love, trying to soak his affection into your skin. 

He presses his own forehead against yours, lips ghosting over each other. ‘I love you,’ Jay whispers one last time before kissing you fully, pressing himself against you once more. His hands find your waist as yours snake behind his neck, lips moving in harmony. 

Jay could hear it again. Not the warbling of the guitar, but the love in his heart. The longer he held you, the louder the singing grows in his heart. And he knows, he’ll love you for a long time. Even when the singing stops and slows to a humming, Jay knows, he’ll love you. 

And when you look into his eyes, noses brushing against each others, you know your heart is his, and so is all your love. 

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　　　　　　　　✶ 　　∿　　⁺　　🦄　　@starmiko

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y’all my grandchild just casually dropped one of the best fics i ever read !!

sick days ✩ p.sh

pairing: park sunghoon x gn!reader [established relationship] || word count: 0.7k genre: fluff || warnings: sick fic, nudity but in a non-sexual way, surprisingly proof read but as usual im not so sure </3, mentions of pills (hoon gives reader a tablet), lmk if i missed anything!! synopsis: being sick sucked. but it sucked a little less with sunghoon by your side, in sickness and in health. note: ngllll i liked the way this turned out <3 my idiot irl (gonna call her that from now on LMFAO) fell sick last week and i pulled this out of my ass to cheer her up :] oh and i fell sick like. day before yesterday. so. celebratory sick fic !! uhm anyways asks are appreciated plz come talk 2 me !! also sorry for the terrible formatting i couldnt find any other pictures that matched The Vibe yk >:(

You hated being sick. It was the worst feeling in the world. The absolute hatred you had towards the stuffy feeling of a clogged nose and the sluggish fatigue that settled into your bones could never be measured. And the worst part? You couldn’t even kiss your boyfriend to make you feel better. 

But Sunghoon was an angel whenever you got sick. He stuck by your side and took care of you and made sure you had everything you needed and more. 

And this time was no different. Flopping over in your shared bed, you groaned as you couldn’t move even an inch without feeling like your body was made out of jelly. 

‘Y/n stop moving so much, you’re going to make your body pains worse.’ Sunghoon walks in with a tray holding a bowl of hot soup and some tablets. ‘Eat. And then take these tablets. I called Jay and he said these should make you feel better soon.’

‘Hoon.’ You call out softly as you watch him collect the tissues lying around the room and throwing away the empty tablet sheets. He hums in response, mother hen mode taking over him as he moves around the room. 

‘Hoon, will you please feed me?’ You ask, voice low and stuffy. He giggles, turning to take a good look at you. ‘Oh my baby, come here.’ He helps you sit up before taking the bowl in his hands. He scoots closer to you, carefully feeding you spoon after spoon, rubbing your back when you cough, and gently kissing your forehead when you finish the bowl. 

As you gulp down your tablet, Sunghoon disappears into the bathroom to draw a bath for you. He comes out two minutes later, bottom of his shirt sprinkled with droplets. 

‘Hoonie… how’d you get splashed just filling up the tub???’ You question him incredulously. He just shrugs, giggling as he guides you to the bathroom. Slowly stripping you, he helps you walk to the tub, grip on your waist firm. 

You slip in slowly, the warm water a welcome feeling after the terrible temperature shifts you’ve had the whole day. Sunghoon silently begins to bathe you, softly scrubbing your arms and legs, and even going as far as to wash your hair. 

The silence is comforting, Sunghoon’s slender fingers massaging your scalp as you start to grow drowsy. ‘Hoon… thank you for this. ‘m so sorry you have to run around taking care of me..’ you apologise, genuinely feeling bad for making him work so much. 

He playfully pushes your head down a bit, clicking his tongue at you. ‘Be quiet Y/n, it’s literally my job to take care of you. What kind of idiot boyfriend leaves their partner to take care of themselves when they can barely move?’ He finished washing your hair, now moving onto slowly drying your hair with a towel. 

You wrap your arms around his damp waist, head nuzzling into the expanse of his abs. Finishing up with your hair, he places another sweet kiss on the crown of your head. He helps you dress into one of his oversized shirts and a pair of comfortable shorts, melting at how cute you looked. ‘C’mon baby, let’s get you to bed.’ 

Scooping you up in his arms bridal style, he carries you back to bed, placing you gently on the sheets. He tucks you in before moving away to change out of his damp clothes. 

A giggle slips past your lips as you watch him undress, a slight blush spreading across your face. ‘Like what you see, hm?’ He teases you, slipping into a shirt before walking over to sit next to you. 

‘Ugh, I absolutely hate not being able to cuddle you to sleep.’ You whine as he takes your hand in his. ‘I know baby, but if I fall sick, we just can’t cuddle for longer.’ He uses his other hand to trace the lines of younger, shivers sliding down your body. ‘I hate it when you’re all sensible. What happened to my silly loser boyfriend?’ You grumble as he laughs, kissing your knuckles. 

You settle back into the pile of pillows, Sunghoon’s pretty nails tracing shapes and meaningless words onto your palm. You’ve always found that habit of his comforting, helping you sleep almost instantly. The combination of his lazy tracing and the medication you’ve been taking makes you insanely drowsy, so soon enough, you’re out like a light. You drift off into a comforting slumber, knowing he’ll be here when you wake up, waiting for you.

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MY HONEY CHOCOLATE PLUM MUFFIN CAKE POSTED AND THIS IS SO GOOD WOW Y‘ALL BETTER READ THIS

[11:36 pm] ✩ p.js

pairing: husband!park jongseong x gn!reader [established relationship] || word count: 0.3k genre: fluff || warnings: nothing much, obvs it is a married relationship(?) so that, proof read but also not really, mentions of wine synopsis: It’s moments like these that Jay loves the most, the familiar warmth of loving you today, tomorrow, and hopefully forever. note: very late jay birthday post!!! life got in the way before i could post it but Yes. not much to say, except i hope you enjoy reading this &lt;3<3

The sly smile of the crescent moon provides a lone spotlight for your husband as he lounges on the settee beside the balcony. The rest of the room is lit dimly, gentle golden light emanating from the scattered lamps. 

The sight of Jay in a soft white bathrobe with a glass of red wine in his hand as he peacefully sits with his thoughts, warms your heart, contentment spreading over each and every part of your body, love for him overflowing so much that it becomes painful. 

The pain eases when your hands wrap around his neck from behind his chair, cheeks finding home in the dampness of his freshly washed hair. The scent of his honey shampoo reaches your nose as you press a kiss into his hair, whispering soft ‘i love you’s 

It’s moments like these that Jay loves, lazy, simple, and delicate, touching his heart in a way nothing else could. He looks up at you, dimpled smile shining on his face. 

His fingers race along the length of your arms, goosebumps following his nails. ‘My beautiful darling, how much I love you. Thank you for being with me.’ 

A chuckle escapes your lips as you settle onto his lap, head instantly hiding in his neck, a familiar resting place. In that moment as you gaze out the glass doors and see the stars shine, a future flashes past your eyes. You could see it, as clear as you could see him now, just the two of you in the future, old and grey, but together. 

‘And thank you for loving me. And letting me love you.’ Hands intertwined, Jay squeezes your fingers, silver wedding bands catching the the gentle light of the moon. 

It is in the arms of each other that you both know, a future together is a future brighter than a thousand blazing suns. 

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[ioveri]

I love him so much :(

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representing you all, OUR BABYGIRL DUO >.<

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why are ppl mad? be happy!! taehyun is beating his bitchless allegations!!!

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so proud of my girlies :(

BLACKPINK makes history as the first girl group and first Korean act to headline Coachella.

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hello yes i love this

— bad boys bring heaven to you - park sunghoon

synopsis: a typical cliché story about a bad boy and a good girl falling in love. no twist to it, just the cliché plot.

hii!! i kinda wrote this in a rush but i kinda liked how it turned out, i think! it's nothing out of ordinary but i want to start writing more things like this and i need to starte somewhere!

make sure to reblog, it's really important for us writers! my requests are open and so is my talk box so let's talk!

WARNINGS ! SUGGESTIVE THEMES, read at your risk, feel free to skip the parted, i put a warning where it starts; might contain grammar errors!

word count: 1.8k

would anyone believe it if someone told people from your school one year ago that you were gonna be dating sunghoon now? they would have scoffed at whoever had told them that. sounded like something crazy and out of this world. not that you or sunghoon are bad looking or something like that. it's also not the fact that you are the school’s example student or that sunghoon is the cliché bad boy, player or whatever. to be honest, there’s no reason behind it. people just didn’t expect it when suddenly you walked out of the classroom and ran to sunghoon to kiss his lips. they weren’t expecting the way sunghoon melted around you. you always felt stares when you were with sunghoon, but you were slowly getting used to it. 

attention wasn’t something you wanted, far from it. you were used to being in your own bubble, even if everyone knew you and always greeted you in the hallways, you liked being alone, sticking to your very small friend group. obviously they were the first to know about yours and sunghoons relationship, following it since your first interaction.

you looked at the clock and it was a little past 7pm, everyone must’ve left by now and you were in the library finishing reviewing some documents your teacher asked you to help her with, which you didn’t have the heart to deny. even if it took a lot of your time, which you could have spent studying in the comfort of your home, you just couldn't deny it when someone asked you to do something.

you were walking down the hall, little to no lights were turned on so it was dark, the streetlight providing most of the light where you walked. the sun was completely set outside when you got outside, the chilly air hitting your arms, making you wrap them around yourself since you didn’t bother to bring a jacket, not knowing you were gonna stay until this late.

the walk to your house was short, but you were a little scared to walk alone in the dark since you lived in a quiet neighborhood and no one would be out at this hour. you kept walking as you heard the soft rustling coming from the trees. your breath made an almost invisible fog when you breathed out, making you realize how cold you were getting.

as you made your way through the local park you heard something or rather someone. you looked to where the noise came from and saw someone's silhouette playing in the basketball field. you decided to keep walking since it wasn’t anything harmful and made your way home.

“isn’t it too late for you to be walking alone?” you hear the voice of the person say, a familiar voice which you couldn’t grasp whose it was until you looked at whoever was talking.

looking back, you saw no other person rather than the park sunghoon, aka the local heartthrob.

you stopped in your tracks and answered him “and why would you care, park?” you asked him, raising your brows, doubting he could see due to the dark.

“i don’t, it’s just dangerous for a girl like you to be walking alone in the dark.”

“i can manage myself just fine, sunghoon. if you don’t mind now, i’ll be going, goodnight.”

you started walking again, shivering because it was getting even colder. as you were about to exit the park a loud thud made you scream and look around. 

“and that’s what you call managing yourself just fine, tch!” sunghoon said as he dribbled the ball that caused the loud noise. you rolled your eyes at him not even bothering to answer him as you kept making your way home.

“maybe i should just walk you home.”

“or maybe you shouldn’t, but that’s just my opinion.” you answered without stopping your steps.

sunghoon walked a little faster, his long legs making it easier for him to reach you faster. you decided to ignore him, maybe that way he would leave you alone. 

“you really are gonna walk me home, huh?” you asked the male as he kept walking by your side after a few minutes of silence.

“i told you i would, didn’t i?” he said looking down at his feet, suddenly feeling a bit more timid. you bit your lip trying to hide the smile that was starting to form in your lips.

you both kept walking, as a comfortable silence fell between the two of you. you stopped in your tracks, making sunghoon look at you.

“this is my house.” you told him slightly bouncing back and forth on your feet. sunghoon nodded at you giving you a small smile.

“thank you, though.”

“it’s nothing.”

“i mean, it is, you didn’t exactly have to walk me home and you still did it.”

“guess i’m a nice guy after all, no?” he said with a cocky smirk in his face making you playfully roll your eyes at him.

“yeah yeah, in your dreams park,”

“see you tomorrow then, ms. y/l/n”

“see you, park.”

as soon as you got in your room, you dropped your things and let yourself fall with a loud thud in your bed. you let out a sigh, and started wondering back to the recent events with sunghoon. you grabbed your phone, deciding whether you should or shouldn’t tell your friends about your interaction with him.

it wasn’t that night you realized you liked him, it was much later after you got to know his real persona. it was after multiple encounters with sunghoon, that you wouldn’t expect to have, that you realized the fast pitter patter of your heart didn’t happen for anyone else. 

in all honesty, realizing you liked park sunghoon was a painful process. he had a bad reputation, being known to play with girls hearts and leave them hanging after he had his fun with them. you were so scared when you developed feeling for him, afraid that you were just another plaything for him to enjoy until he got bored.

many were the times where you would call your best friend over, just for her to have you cry on her shoulder as you voiced out your worries about this new liking of yours.

it took park sunghoon a lot of patience to get you to trust him. he started making things for you that he swore he would never do for anyone. it hurt him a little that you didn’t fully trust him, but he was willing to do anything to get you to be his. he prepared so many dates for you. he even got to the point of asking his mom to teach him how to bake just so he could bring a cake for the picnics he planned for you.

sunghoon was not the heartless person people said he was. he was not a bad person, at all. people just loved to ruin people’s lives out of envy and jealousy. the sunghoon you know isn’t the sunghoon they make him seem be. sometimes you wish people could see him through your eyes, to make them realize how loving he is in the inside.

loving sunghoon makes you feel full and fuzzy. you loved waking up with his good morning text and falling asleep with a good night selfie and text, making you drift to dreamland with a giddy smile on your face. loving sunghoon comes with many things and one of them is being spoiled. every week sunghoon came over with a present for you, going from simple but beautiful flowers to expensive pieces of jewelry, which made you scold him but it still didn't stop him from doing it. 

your parents loved sunghoon, always telling him to stay over for dinner whenever he came over to hang out, which he always accepts with a polite small. those dinners consist of him and your dad talking about whatever is going on in sports and him and your mom complaining about you to each other, making you roll your eyes at both of them. outside of those aspects, you loved the bond he had with your parents and you were glad your parents approved of him the way he was.

he always ends up sleeping over when those dinners happens by suggestion of your parents that clearly don’t know what goes on in your bedroom

(suggestive content below, feel free to skip if you are uncomfortable)

you lay back on your back and sunghoon hovers you slightly while you both share a feverish kiss. you wrap your hands around his neck and his hands wander underneath your shirt, caressing the skin there.

sunghoon breaks the kiss, leaving you gasping for air, while his mouth starts traveling down to your jaw and neck. he sucks and licks the area, but not hard enough to leave marks. he moves his lips to a spot between the juncture of your neck and shoulder that he knows will drive you crazy. your lips part, letting out a soft noise, making him take his lips off of you.

“princess, you’ll need to be quiet, do that for me yeah.” as much as he loves hearing your heavenly sounds he couldn’t afford having your parents listen to you guys doing what they didn’t need to know.

sunghoon connected your lips again, licking your bottom lip to asking for permission to take his tongue inside your mouth. you teased him by not letting him have his way, smirking against his lips. his hands started making their to your butt, taking the cheeks in his palms while squeezing one of them making you gasp. he took this an opportunity to take his tongue inside your mouth, making you moan inside his mouth. you both kept kissing passionately, until sunghoon pulled apart letting his lips brush against each other before he took your bottom lip between his sharp fangs and bit the plush area, making you let out a whine.

“i thought i told to be quiet, didn’t i?” sunghoon said as he hovered you, looking into your eyes. you didn’t answer him, only tried to push him by his neck towards you, to which he resisted.

“this is not how it works baby, you gotta work for it… show me you deserve it and be good for me yeah?”

[ioveri]

this is so cute omg !! 🥹

tumblr’s algorithm works best with reblog’s not just likes so pls reblog my work <3

pairing -> bf!heeseung x fem!reader

genre -> romance n’ fluff

warning(s) -> cuteness overload

word-count -> 0.6k

synopsis -> in which a discussion you and your boyfriend have result in a cute surprise

authors note -> this is really bad, I will probably delete this or rewrite it, I haven’t decided yet. sorry it sucks ! happy reading though <3

“Do you ever want to get married?”

Feeling surprised and startled by the sudden question, you looked up from the small tech device you were holding in your hands, your gaze falling upon your boyfriend, Heeseung, whose head was currently laying flat against your lap.

You took this opportunity to scan your boyfriend’s features for a tell that he was joking around, and it didn’t take long till you made the startling realization that he was genuinely being sincere.

“What’s with the sudden question?” You questioned as you fixed your gaze on him and raised your eyebrows. Your eyes catching his own.

“Technically, it’s not sudden; we’ve been dating for three years. Last time we spoke about this was maybe a year ago. Isn’t the topic supposed to come up again eventually?” He asked, cocking his head so he could see your face better while leaning against your lap. His maroon colored lips that were originally straight in form, now curled into a little pout as he raised his eyebrows in curiosity.

Naturally, the topic would come up at some point, and that didn’t bother you at all. Not that you were against getting married to your boyfriend—in fact, you were all for it. Hardly a day went by where you didn't consider asking him directly as opposed to just dropping those small, subtly hinting clues whenever he was nearby.

It wasn’t like you both were in a rush to get married; it was clear that you both intended to tie the knot at some point, but you both just never really had the opportunity to discuss it in thoroughly.

“You’re right, it is. It's just that we’ve never really spoken about it since.” You spoke, your hands finding their way into his messed-up hair. The few hairs that were delicately draped across his forehead, almost completely hiding his eyes, were now brushed away by your finger tips.

“Exactly.” He mumbled and fiddled with a piece of straw wrapper, probably from the remaining takeout you two had ordered an hour prior. He mumbled a string of nonsense under his breath before letting his thoughts break the silence once again; “If I were to propose to you right now, but I have no shiny ring to offer you, would you say yes?”

You giggled and softly grinned at your boyfriend laying on your lap while you continued to run your fingers through his silky locks, a mutter slipping past your lips and under your breath in contemplation, “Yes.” You nodded, your smile remaining small and sincere.

“Wait, really?”

“Of course, why would I say no?”

“I figured maybe you’d prefer something extravagant..” He laughed, grinning, “I guess I was wrong.”

“Hee, I like shiny things but I’d marry you with paper rings. I don’t care for it to be extravagant as long as I have you, that’s all I want.” You spoke, as you watched the way his eyes soften, the reflection in them displaying a mix of love and comfort and that alone was just enough to make your heart beat even faster. The way the sparkles in his eyes resembled the stars located in the night sky, balancing beautifully with the way his eyes stared into yours.

“So, marry me.” Heeseung, who had previously been lying down, was now sitting up straight and motionless. His body facing your curled-up form on the couch, as he awaited your response.

“What?”

“Marry me.” He repeated, bringing his hands into view to match the words coming from his mouth and letting you catch a peek at the piece of paper he was toying with just a few moments ago; the straw wrapper now neatly crafted into a paper ring—the sides were twisted as a tiny little knot rest at the top to resemble a diamond.

The moment you’d been wanting for a while had finally come, and you didn’t even need to think of an answer. This was the sweetest and cutest thing anyone has ever done for you, and it might not have been perfect or super romantic, but it was to you, and that's all that mattered.

“Yes!”

© enaus — do not plagiarize, repost, translate, or copy my work, thank you ! <3

[ioveri]

my honey-muffin-cake-sugar plum-baby-darling posted 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 y‘all better read this masterpiece!!!

cat and house ✩ y.jw

pairing: yang jungwon x gn!reader [established relationship] || word count: 0.6k genre: fluff || warnings: not entirely proof read, my beta reader is an idiot who focuses on the wrong details (ily bae but. 😭), talks of a serious and committed relationship synopsis: jungwon was bad at gifts. but this year he had a feeling even though he was being selfish with his present, he knew you were going to love it. note: can you tell i'm bad at endings-? anyways !! my first enhypen work 🫶 AND. this is a late birthday present for @daengnyangs <3 Cass!!! We haven’t known each other for long but. every time we've talked has been wonderful and fun and full of love <3 thank you for entertaining all my insane thoughts! I hope you keep doing what makes you happy forever <3 love you! 

Jungwon wasn’t the best with gifts. No matter who it was, he always felt like he came up short. But it was your birthday this time, and he couldn’t mess it up. 

Even after dating you for a full 2 years and 4 months, giving you gifts were still as hard as ever. But this time Jungwon had a gut feeling that this might just be it.

He knew you liked to keep your birthday simple, going about it as if it was a normal day. The day was a Friday, perfect for his plan. He had your schedule memorised. 

You had work until 1:30 and you’d get off at 1:45 and go for lunch with your family until around 4 and come back to the apartment you shared with your 2 other roommates by 4:30. 

Jungwon planned it all out. He had begged and pleaded your roommates for weeks for this. And finally made them crack 9 days earlier. 

He picked up the gift an hour and a half before seeing you at your apartment, and as he arrived he knew you weren’t back yet, eyes scanning around praying he doesn’t find your shoes. 

Using the key you guys kept under the soil of the potted plant, Jungwon let himself in, setting his perfect surprise up. 

And cue exactly as he planned, the jingling of your keys alerted him to hide your gift. 

‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE!!!’ Jungwon yelled, startling you. 

Your now wide eyes take in the sight before you, Jungwon’s dimples adorning his face, eyes sparkling as he smiled. A small banner hung above his with the words ‘happy birthday’ and a beautiful flower bouquet rested inside a vase on the coffee table. But your eyes were glued to his face, Jungwon’s radiant smile more beautiful than anything. 

A giggle escapes your mouth, running over to hug him. 

‘Thank you Wonnie,’ you whispered into his chest. ‘That’s not all, come sit.’ Jungwon places you gently on the couch before disappearing into the kitchen. 

He comes back with his arms full. It takes you a second to realise that it was a kitten, a small calico with wide eyes. 

‘You… got me a cat? Won, I love you and I love cats, but you know I’m not allowed to have pets in this apartment.’ Your heart broke as you muttered those words, wishing you could just hide away this cute fur ball with you. 

‘I. Not exactly. Y/n. I love you. I love you so much, that if I had a dollar for every time I thought about you, I’d have only 1, because you’re on my mind every single moment I breathe. I think about you when I wake up and when I go to sleep, and I wish I didn’t have to just think about you. I want to see you when I leave in the morning and when I come back from work. I want you to be the first and last person I see every single day.’ 

Your breath hitched, eyes glossing over as you waited for him to continue. His hands find yours, fingers intertwining. 

‘I found a good apartment with reasonable rent considering we both have stable jobs. I’m bad at gifts, but I think even if it’s selfish, this may just be the best gift. I hope you accept this cat and house… Y/n, will you move in with me?’ 

You squeeze his hands, tears starting to fall. ‘Oh my lovely Won… yes, yes I will.’ If it was even possible, Jungwon’s smile grew wider. His lips captured yours in a sweet kiss, a one that shows you truly how happy he was. 

‘I can’t wait to wake up with you by my side everyday my love.’ 

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