sunrenity

[sunrenity]

ZEHRAA~ i miss you TT,, how are you ?

DANIII HII!! i miss you too omg TT i'm doing fine rn, i've just been a bit more inactive than usual i guess due to school etc 😓 what about you?

[sunrenity]

                                VIDEOGAMESㅤ⟡ㅤNRK

precis : playing video games with your boyfriend was something you liked to do, especially if it ends with you winning and getting cuddles for rewards.

니키ㅤ୨୧ㅤ𝒻em readerㅤ..ㅤboyfriend!riki, just pure fluffㅤ/ㅤcussing, kissing, skinshipㅤㅤ( 898 )ㅤ catalogue

the faint glow of the television screen illuminated the darkened room, casting shifting shades of blue and green across the walls. you were curled up on the couch, controller gripped tightly in your hands, eyes locked on the screen as the timer ticked down. the hum of the console filled the air, a low backdrop to the rapid clicking of buttons and muffled curses from the boy sitting beside you.

“bullshit!” riki groaned, leaning forward with an intensity that made you bite back a laugh. his dark eyes narrowed at the screen, brows furrowed in concentration, the faintest pout tugging at his lips. he always got like this when you were ahead, and the sight never failed to amuse you.

“language,” you teased, your tone light and playful.

“shut up,” he shot back, though there was no real bite to his words. the corner of his mouth twitched upward, betraying the grin he was fighting to suppress.

you glanced at him briefly, only to find him glaring at you through the strands of his dark, messy hair. his hoodie hung loosely on his frame, the sleeves pushed up to his elbows as he leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees. there was a slight crease between his brows, a telltale sign of his frustration, and you couldn’t help but smirk.

“face it, riki,” you said, your fingers moving skillfully across the controller. “you’re losing.”

“not for long,” he muttered, shifting his weight as his fingers flew over his own controller. “you just got lucky last round.”

“lucky?” you raised an eyebrow, laughing softly. “sure, let’s call it that.”

the timer hit zero, and the screen flashed with bright colors, your character celebrating their victory while his slumped in defeat. a triumphant sound effect rang out, and you couldn’t resist the urge to throw your hands in the air.

“winner!” you declared, grinning as you turned to face him.

riki groaned again, tossing his controller onto the cushion beside him. “this game is rigged. there’s no way you’re that good.”

“or maybe you’re just bad,” you teased, leaning closer to him.

his head snapped toward you, eyes narrowing. “you wanna say that again?”

you giggled, pressing your lips together to stifle the sound as he shifted closer, his expression playfully threatening.

“fine, fine,” you said, holding up your hands in mock surrender. “you’re not bad. just... less good than me.”

“you’re such a brat,” he muttered, though the way his lips curved into a small smile betrayed him.

you leaned back against the couch, crossing your arms as you tilted your head at him. “admit it, riki. i’m the best.”

he rolled his eyes, but there was a softness in his gaze as he looked at you. “you’re insufferable.”

“and you love me for it,” you said with a grin, leaning forward to poke his cheek.

he caught your wrist before you could pull away, his long fingers wrapping gently around it. for a moment, his eyes met yours, and the teasing glint in his gaze softened into something warmer, more tender.

“yeah,” he said quietly, his voice lower now, “i do.”

your heart skipped a beat, the sudden shift in his tone catching you off guard. but before you could respond, he tugged you toward him, pulling you into his lap with a smooth motion that left you breathless.

“hey—” you started, but your words were cut off as his arms wrapped around you, holding you close.

“winner gets cuddles, right?” he murmured, resting his chin on your shoulder.

you couldn’t help but smile, the warmth of his embrace melting away any lingering thoughts of the game. “i thought you said the game was rigged.”

“it is,” he said, his voice muffled against your skin. “but i still get what i want.”

his lips brushed against your temple, a featherlight kiss that sent a shiver down your spine. you turned your head slightly, your gaze meeting his, and the way he looked at you made your chest tighten.

“riki,” you whispered, your voice barely audible.

he didn’t respond, not with words, at least. instead, he tilted his head, closing the small distance between you. his lips met yours in a kiss that was soft and unhurried, his hand coming up to cup your cheek as if you were something delicate, something to be cherished.

when he pulled away, his forehead rested against yours, his eyes half-lidded and full of a warmth that made your heart ache in the best way.

“you’re so annoying,” he murmured, a small smile tugging at his lips.

“and you’re a sore loser,” you shot back, though your voice lacked the usual bite.

he laughed, the sound low and soft as it rumbled through his chest. “maybe. but at least i’m your sore loser.”

you rolled your eyes, but the smile on your face was impossible to hide. “yeah, yeah. now let me enjoy my victory cuddles.”

with a content sigh, you settled against him, the two of you falling into a comfortable silence. the glow of the television bathed the room in soft light, and for a moment, everything else faded away. it was just you, riki, and the quiet rhythm of your hearts beating in sync.

and as his arms tightened around you, holding you just a little closer, you couldn’t help but think that winning had never felt this good.

[sunrenity]

                                VIDEOGAMESㅤ⟡ㅤNRK

precis : playing video games with your boyfriend was something you liked to do, especially if it ends with you winning and getting cuddles for rewards.

니키ㅤ୨୧ㅤ𝒻em readerㅤ..ㅤboyfriend!riki, just pure fluffㅤ/ㅤcussing, kissing, skinshipㅤㅤ( 898 )ㅤ catalogue

the faint glow of the television screen illuminated the darkened room, casting shifting shades of blue and green across the walls. you were curled up on the couch, controller gripped tightly in your hands, eyes locked on the screen as the timer ticked down. the hum of the console filled the air, a low backdrop to the rapid clicking of buttons and muffled curses from the boy sitting beside you.

“bullshit!” riki groaned, leaning forward with an intensity that made you bite back a laugh. his dark eyes narrowed at the screen, brows furrowed in concentration, the faintest pout tugging at his lips. he always got like this when you were ahead, and the sight never failed to amuse you.

“language,” you teased, your tone light and playful.

“shut up,” he shot back, though there was no real bite to his words. the corner of his mouth twitched upward, betraying the grin he was fighting to suppress.

you glanced at him briefly, only to find him glaring at you through the strands of his dark, messy hair. his hoodie hung loosely on his frame, the sleeves pushed up to his elbows as he leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees. there was a slight crease between his brows, a telltale sign of his frustration, and you couldn’t help but smirk.

“face it, riki,” you said, your fingers moving skillfully across the controller. “you’re losing.”

“not for long,” he muttered, shifting his weight as his fingers flew over his own controller. “you just got lucky last round.”

“lucky?” you raised an eyebrow, laughing softly. “sure, let’s call it that.”

the timer hit zero, and the screen flashed with bright colors, your character celebrating their victory while his slumped in defeat. a triumphant sound effect rang out, and you couldn’t resist the urge to throw your hands in the air.

“winner!” you declared, grinning as you turned to face him.

riki groaned again, tossing his controller onto the cushion beside him. “this game is rigged. there’s no way you’re that good.”

“or maybe you’re just bad,” you teased, leaning closer to him.

his head snapped toward you, eyes narrowing. “you wanna say that again?”

you giggled, pressing your lips together to stifle the sound as he shifted closer, his expression playfully threatening.

“fine, fine,” you said, holding up your hands in mock surrender. “you’re not bad. just... less good than me.”

“you’re such a brat,” he muttered, though the way his lips curved into a small smile betrayed him.

you leaned back against the couch, crossing your arms as you tilted your head at him. “admit it, riki. i’m the best.”

he rolled his eyes, but there was a softness in his gaze as he looked at you. “you’re insufferable.”

“and you love me for it,” you said with a grin, leaning forward to poke his cheek.

he caught your wrist before you could pull away, his long fingers wrapping gently around it. for a moment, his eyes met yours, and the teasing glint in his gaze softened into something warmer, more tender.

“yeah,” he said quietly, his voice lower now, “i do.”

your heart skipped a beat, the sudden shift in his tone catching you off guard. but before you could respond, he tugged you toward him, pulling you into his lap with a smooth motion that left you breathless.

“hey—” you started, but your words were cut off as his arms wrapped around you, holding you close.

“winner gets cuddles, right?” he murmured, resting his chin on your shoulder.

you couldn’t help but smile, the warmth of his embrace melting away any lingering thoughts of the game. “i thought you said the game was rigged.”

“it is,” he said, his voice muffled against your skin. “but i still get what i want.”

his lips brushed against your temple, a featherlight kiss that sent a shiver down your spine. you turned your head slightly, your gaze meeting his, and the way he looked at you made your chest tighten.

“riki,” you whispered, your voice barely audible.

he didn’t respond, not with words, at least. instead, he tilted his head, closing the small distance between you. his lips met yours in a kiss that was soft and unhurried, his hand coming up to cup your cheek as if you were something delicate, something to be cherished.

when he pulled away, his forehead rested against yours, his eyes half-lidded and full of a warmth that made your heart ache in the best way.

“you’re so annoying,” he murmured, a small smile tugging at his lips.

“and you’re a sore loser,” you shot back, though your voice lacked the usual bite.

he laughed, the sound low and soft as it rumbled through his chest. “maybe. but at least i’m your sore loser.”

you rolled your eyes, but the smile on your face was impossible to hide. “yeah, yeah. now let me enjoy my victory cuddles.”

with a content sigh, you settled against him, the two of you falling into a comfortable silence. the glow of the television bathed the room in soft light, and for a moment, everything else faded away. it was just you, riki, and the quiet rhythm of your hearts beating in sync.

and as his arms tightened around you, holding you just a little closer, you couldn’t help but think that winning had never felt this good.

[sunrenity]

SHOW ME HOWㅤㅤ✶ㅤㅤNISHIMURA RIKI

00   how do i impress a boy??

contains. profanity, dani and haneul do NOT fw with guwnook, bribery (for good purposes tho..), ft. gyuvin (zb1)

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zehra's notesㅤ꣑ৎㅤi don't think my humor is good btw, like i think this actually sucks... 😔 anyway, first chap is out!! we cheered yayy!!

SYNOPSIS. your crush, gunwook, happens to be an amazing skateboarder. you really want to impress him with your skateboarding skills, but there's just one problem — you don't know how to skateboard, like, at all. so why not ask the stranger you met at the skating park? ✶ OR IN WHICH nishimura riki shows you how to skateboard, in return that you show him how to love.

[sunrenity]

GLASSESㅤ⟡ㅤSJY

precis : when he steals your glasses because they look better on him.

신재윤ㅤ୨୧ㅤboyfriend ! jake x 𝒻em readerㅤ..ㅤfluffㅤ/ㅤkissing, slight make out scene?ㅤㅤ( 660 )ㅤ CATALOGUE

it starts with a laugh—jake’s laugh. the one that makes his eyes crinkle at the corners, his nose scrunching up adorably before it gives way to his wide, toothy grin. it’s the kind of laugh that fills the room and makes everything else fade into the background, like the world itself has paused to listen.

“you’re kidding me, right?” he says, his voice dripping with amusement. jake is standing in front of you, holding your glasses between his fingers, turning them over like he’s studying some sort of relic.

you cross your arms, tilting your head in mock annoyance. “no, jake. i’m not kidding. give them back.”

he raises an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. “come on, babe. you don’t even need these all the time. what’s the harm in letting me try them on for a second?”

you narrow your eyes at him, but there’s no real venom behind it. he knows you too well, knows that your resolve is paper-thin when it comes to him. “you’re going to stretch them out. and you have perfect vision, so it’s pointless.”

jake grins, stepping closer. “perfect vision and perfect looks,” he quips, earning a playful shove to his shoulder.

“ha, ha. very funny,” you deadpan.

but before you can argue further, he slips the glasses on.

it’s unfair, really.

you’re prepared to roll your eyes, maybe make a sarcastic comment, but the moment you see him wearing your glasses, the words die on your tongue. because he looks... hot.

the wire frames rest on the bridge of his nose, highlighting the sharp lines of his face. his brown eyes, already warm and captivating, seem to sparkle even more behind the lenses. there’s something about the way the glasses make him look softer, yet somehow more confident at the same time. like a charming mix of bookish and boy-next-door.

jake catches your stare and smirks, tilting his head slightly. “what’s that look for? do i look that good?”

your cheeks burn, and you quickly avert your gaze, but he steps even closer, crowding your space.

“wait a minute,” he says, voice dropping into a teasing lilt. “do you think i look hot in your glasses?”

“absolutely not,” you lie, but your voice betrays you, coming out weaker than you intended.

jake hums, clearly unconvinced, and takes another step forward. you can feel the heat radiating off him now, his presence overwhelming in the best way. he leans in, just enough for his nose to brush yours, and you catch the faint scent of his cologne.

“liar,” he whispers.

and then his lips are on yours.

the kiss is soft at first, like he’s testing the waters, but when you sigh into it, his hand slides to your waist, pulling you closer. your fingers find their way to his hair, tangling in the soft strands as he deepens the kiss, tilting his head to fit his lips against yours perfectly.

it’s intoxicating—the way he kisses you, the way he makes you feel like the center of the universe. and yet, in the back of your mind, you’re still aware of the ridiculous fact that he’s kissing you while wearing your glasses.

when he finally pulls back, both of you are breathing heavily. his forehead rests against yours, and there’s a smug grin playing on his lips.

“so,” he says, voice low and teasing. “still think i don’t look good in these?”

you roll your eyes, but the smile tugging at your lips gives you away. “you’re insufferable, you know that?”

jake chuckles, pressing another quick kiss to your lips. “yeah, but you love me anyway.”

he steps back, finally taking off the glasses and holding them out to you. “here. i wouldn’t want to ruin them with how amazing i look.”

you snatch them from his hand, trying to hide your smile as you put them back on. but before you can say anything, jake pulls you into another kiss, this one softer and sweeter.

[sunrenity]

GLASSESㅤ⟡ㅤSJY

precis : when he steals your glasses because they look better on him.

신재윤ㅤ୨୧ㅤboyfriend ! jake x 𝒻em readerㅤ..ㅤfluffㅤ/ㅤkissing, slight make out scene?ㅤㅤ( 660 )ㅤ CATALOGUE

it starts with a laugh—jake’s laugh. the one that makes his eyes crinkle at the corners, his nose scrunching up adorably before it gives way to his wide, toothy grin. it’s the kind of laugh that fills the room and makes everything else fade into the background, like the world itself has paused to listen.

“you’re kidding me, right?” he says, his voice dripping with amusement. jake is standing in front of you, holding your glasses between his fingers, turning them over like he’s studying some sort of relic.

you cross your arms, tilting your head in mock annoyance. “no, jake. i’m not kidding. give them back.”

he raises an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. “come on, babe. you don’t even need these all the time. what’s the harm in letting me try them on for a second?”

you narrow your eyes at him, but there’s no real venom behind it. he knows you too well, knows that your resolve is paper-thin when it comes to him. “you’re going to stretch them out. and you have perfect vision, so it’s pointless.”

jake grins, stepping closer. “perfect vision and perfect looks,” he quips, earning a playful shove to his shoulder.

“ha, ha. very funny,” you deadpan.

but before you can argue further, he slips the glasses on.

it’s unfair, really.

you’re prepared to roll your eyes, maybe make a sarcastic comment, but the moment you see him wearing your glasses, the words die on your tongue. because he looks... hot.

the wire frames rest on the bridge of his nose, highlighting the sharp lines of his face. his brown eyes, already warm and captivating, seem to sparkle even more behind the lenses. there’s something about the way the glasses make him look softer, yet somehow more confident at the same time. like a charming mix of bookish and boy-next-door.

jake catches your stare and smirks, tilting his head slightly. “what’s that look for? do i look that good?”

your cheeks burn, and you quickly avert your gaze, but he steps even closer, crowding your space.

“wait a minute,” he says, voice dropping into a teasing lilt. “do you think i look hot in your glasses?”

“absolutely not,” you lie, but your voice betrays you, coming out weaker than you intended.

jake hums, clearly unconvinced, and takes another step forward. you can feel the heat radiating off him now, his presence overwhelming in the best way. he leans in, just enough for his nose to brush yours, and you catch the faint scent of his cologne.

“liar,” he whispers.

and then his lips are on yours.

the kiss is soft at first, like he’s testing the waters, but when you sigh into it, his hand slides to your waist, pulling you closer. your fingers find their way to his hair, tangling in the soft strands as he deepens the kiss, tilting his head to fit his lips against yours perfectly.

it’s intoxicating—the way he kisses you, the way he makes you feel like the center of the universe. and yet, in the back of your mind, you’re still aware of the ridiculous fact that he’s kissing you while wearing your glasses.

when he finally pulls back, both of you are breathing heavily. his forehead rests against yours, and there’s a smug grin playing on his lips.

“so,” he says, voice low and teasing. “still think i don’t look good in these?”

you roll your eyes, but the smile tugging at your lips gives you away. “you’re insufferable, you know that?”

jake chuckles, pressing another quick kiss to your lips. “yeah, but you love me anyway.”

he steps back, finally taking off the glasses and holding them out to you. “here. i wouldn’t want to ruin them with how amazing i look.”

you snatch them from his hand, trying to hide your smile as you put them back on. but before you can say anything, jake pulls you into another kiss, this one softer and sweeter.

[sunrenity]

⟡ㅤㅤRICH CEOㅤ┈─ㅤPJS

ㅤㅤㅤ ( ✦ )ㅤㅤthe look of love , the rush of blood

precis : rich ceo + boyfriend ! jay headcannons.

박정성ㅤ୨୧ㅤrich ceo ! jay x 𝒻em readerㅤ..ㅤoffice auㅤ/ㅤkissing, small making out sceneㅤㅤ( 1187 )

rich ceo ! jay who walks into the office every morning with an aura so commanding it’s impossible not to notice him. his tailored suits are sharp, and his wristwatch probably costs more than your annual salary. yet, there’s something about his subtle smirks and occasional soft glances that makes him feel human—almost approachable.

rich ceo ! jay who first notices you during a quarterly meeting where you presented a report with quiet confidence. while others were fixated on the data, he found himself focused on the way you spoke, your poise, and how you handled questions with ease.

rich ceo ! jay who goes out of his way to request you for additional projects, subtly pulling you closer into his professional orbit. at first, you think it’s because you’re a hard worker, but his lingering gazes and occasional compliments give him away.

rich ceo ! jay who promotes you to his secretary under the guise of needing someone "competent" in his corner, but in reality, he wants you near him. he thrives on seeing you daily, finding excuses to call you into his office just to hear your voice or catch a glimpse of your smile.

rich ceo ! jay who starts showing his softer side once you work closely with him. he offers you coffee during late nights at the office and remembers the exact way you like it. his teasing remarks about your "overly neat desk" turn into genuine appreciation for your meticulousness.

rich ceo ! jay who surprises you one evening after a stressful day by handing you a small, perfectly wrapped gift—a designer pen. “for someone as hardworking as you,” he says with a boyish grin, and your heart stutters at how genuine he looks.

rich ceo ! jay who becomes more protective of you as your relationship grows. he subtly shields you from office gossip and keeps his tone neutral in front of others but softens the moment the two of you are alone.

rich ceo ! jay who never fails to make you blush with his low whispers during meetings. “you look stunning today,” he murmurs while leaning over to review a document, and the proximity sends shivers down your spine.

rich ceo ! jay who corners you one evening after hours, the office eerily quiet except for the soft hum of the city outside. you’re standing by his desk, trying to explain a report, but his gaze is fixed on your lips, not the papers.

“do you know how hard it is to focus when you’re around?” he murmurs, his voice deep and laden with something you’ve only recently begun to recognize as longing. before you can respond, his hand cups your cheek, his thumb brushing your jawline.

the kiss starts gentle, almost hesitant, as if he’s giving you the chance to pull away. but when you kiss him back, threading your fingers through his perfectly styled hair, he deepens it, his other hand gripping your waist and pulling you closer.

he kisses you with a controlled passion that mirrors his personality—firm yet considerate, dominant yet attentive. his lips are soft but insistent, and when he nips at your lower lip, you can’t help the soft gasp that escapes you.

jay breaks away only to rest his forehead against yours, his breathing uneven. “you drive me crazy, you know that?” he whispers, his hands still holding you close. “but we can’t—someone might see.”

yet, even as he says it, he leans in again, stealing another kiss, this one slower and deeper, as if he’s memorizing the way you taste before reluctantly letting you go.

jay adjusts his tie afterward, the picture of calm despite his flushed cheeks and slightly disheveled hair. “let’s continue this conversation at my place later,” he says with a smirk, leaving you breathless and craving more.

boyfriend ! jay who officially asks you out after weeks of toeing the line between professional and romantic. one night, after a particularly intense dinner meeting, he drives you home and confesses, “i can’t keep pretending this is just work between us. say yes to dinner—just the two of us.”

boyfriend ! jay who is surprisingly soft behind closed doors. gone is the sharp-tongued ceo; instead, he’s the jay who wraps his arms around you from behind while you’re working late, murmuring, “come to bed. the office can wait”

boyfriend ! jay who announces your relationship to the company in the most dramatic yet endearing way. during an employee event, he casually intertwines your fingers and says, “by the way, this incredible woman here is taken—by me.” the shocked gasps and applause still make you cringe, but he wears his smug grin like a badge of honor.

boyfriend ! jay who takes pride in spoiling you, whether it’s slipping your favorite snack onto your desk, booking surprise weekend getaways, or casually gifting you designer outfits for “work events” (that he insists are mandatory).

boyfriend ! jay who makes sure everyone knows how lucky he feels to have you. “you’re dating jongseong?” a coworker asks, wide-eyed. “yeah,” you reply, and their response is always, “he talks about you all the time.”

boyfriend ! jay who insists on driving you to work every morning, even if it’s out of his way. “what’s the point of being a ceo if i can’t take care of my girl?” he teases, holding the car door open for you like a gentleman.

boyfriend ! jay who doesn’t care about rumors in the office but always keeps things professional during work hours. however, he can’t resist winking at you during meetings or sending cheeky texts like, “you’re distracting me in that outfit. can’t wait for lunch.”

boyfriend ! jay who makes you fall even harder when he introduces you to his parents. you’re nervous, but he’s calm and reassuring, his hand never leaving yours as he tells them, “this is the woman i’ve been telling you about.”

boyfriend ! jay who insists on calling you during every business trip, even if it’s just to say goodnight. “i miss you,” he admits, his voice soft over the phone. “but don’t worry—i’ll be home before you know it.”

boyfriend ! jay who loves holding your hand in public. whether it’s at a gala or on a casual date night, he keeps you close, fingers intertwined, as if silently saying, she’s mine, and i’m hers.

boyfriend ! jay who doesn’t hesitate to shut down any flirtation from others. when a new hire starts getting too friendly, he calmly but firmly says, “i’m spoken for. and she’s more than enough for me.”

boyfriend ! jay who wakes you up with breakfast in bed on weekends. “don’t move,” he warns, placing the tray in front of you. it’s always perfect—coffee just how you like it, fresh fruit, and pancakes shaped like hearts.

boyfriend ! jay who plans an elaborate anniversary surprise that includes a private rooftop dinner under fairy lights. when you jokingly call him a hopeless romantic, he grins. “only for you.”

boyfriend ! jay who ends every day with an “i love you,” whispered against your hair as he pulls you closer in bed. no matter how stressful his work gets, you’re his safe space, and he makes sure you know it.

[sunrenity]

RICH CEOㅤ⟡ㅤPJS

ㅤㅤㅤ ( ✦ )ㅤㅤthe look of love , the rush of blood

precis : rich ceo + boyfriend ! jay headcannons.

박정성ㅤ୨୧ㅤrich ceo ! jay x 𝒻em readerㅤ..ㅤoffice auㅤ/ㅤkissing, small making out sceneㅤㅤ( 1187 )

rich ceo ! jay who walks into the office every morning with an aura so commanding it’s impossible not to notice him. his tailored suits are sharp, and his wristwatch probably costs more than your annual salary. yet, there’s something about his subtle smirks and occasional soft glances that makes him feel human—almost approachable.

rich ceo ! jay who first notices you during a quarterly meeting where you presented a report with quiet confidence. while others were fixated on the data, he found himself focused on the way you spoke, your poise, and how you handled questions with ease.

rich ceo ! jay who goes out of his way to request you for additional projects, subtly pulling you closer into his professional orbit. at first, you think it’s because you’re a hard worker, but his lingering gazes and occasional compliments give him away.

rich ceo ! jay who promotes you to his secretary under the guise of needing someone "competent" in his corner, but in reality, he wants you near him. he thrives on seeing you daily, finding excuses to call you into his office just to hear your voice or catch a glimpse of your smile.

rich ceo ! jay who starts showing his softer side once you work closely with him. he offers you coffee during late nights at the office and remembers the exact way you like it. his teasing remarks about your "overly neat desk" turn into genuine appreciation for your meticulousness.

rich ceo ! jay who surprises you one evening after a stressful day by handing you a small, perfectly wrapped gift—a designer pen. “for someone as hardworking as you,” he says with a boyish grin, and your heart stutters at how genuine he looks.

rich ceo ! jay who becomes more protective of you as your relationship grows. he subtly shields you from office gossip and keeps his tone neutral in front of others but softens the moment the two of you are alone.

rich ceo ! jay who never fails to make you blush with his low whispers during meetings. “you look stunning today,” he murmurs while leaning over to review a document, and the proximity sends shivers down your spine.

rich ceo ! jay who corners you one evening after hours, the office eerily quiet except for the soft hum of the city outside. you’re standing by his desk, trying to explain a report, but his gaze is fixed on your lips, not the papers.

“do you know how hard it is to focus when you’re around?” he murmurs, his voice deep and laden with something you’ve only recently begun to recognize as longing. before you can respond, his hand cups your cheek, his thumb brushing your jawline.

the kiss starts gentle, almost hesitant, as if he’s giving you the chance to pull away. but when you kiss him back, threading your fingers through his perfectly styled hair, he deepens it, his other hand gripping your waist and pulling you closer.

he kisses you with a controlled passion that mirrors his personality—firm yet considerate, dominant yet attentive. his lips are soft but insistent, and when he nips at your lower lip, you can’t help the soft gasp that escapes you.

jay breaks away only to rest his forehead against yours, his breathing uneven. “you drive me crazy, you know that?” he whispers, his hands still holding you close. “but we can’t—someone might see.”

yet, even as he says it, he leans in again, stealing another kiss, this one slower and deeper, as if he’s memorizing the way you taste before reluctantly letting you go.

jay adjusts his tie afterward, the picture of calm despite his flushed cheeks and slightly disheveled hair. “let’s continue this conversation at my place later,” he says with a smirk, leaving you breathless and craving more.

boyfriend ! jay who officially asks you out after weeks of toeing the line between professional and romantic. one night, after a particularly intense dinner meeting, he drives you home and confesses, “i can’t keep pretending this is just work between us. say yes to dinner—just the two of us.”

boyfriend ! jay who is surprisingly soft behind closed doors. gone is the sharp-tongued ceo; instead, he’s the jay who wraps his arms around you from behind while you’re working late, murmuring, “come to bed. the office can wait”

boyfriend ! jay who announces your relationship to the company in the most dramatic yet endearing way. during an employee event, he casually intertwines your fingers and says, “by the way, this incredible woman here is taken—by me.” the shocked gasps and applause still make you cringe, but he wears his smug grin like a badge of honor.

boyfriend ! jay who takes pride in spoiling you, whether it’s slipping your favorite snack onto your desk, booking surprise weekend getaways, or casually gifting you designer outfits for “work events” (that he insists are mandatory).

boyfriend ! jay who makes sure everyone knows how lucky he feels to have you. “you’re dating jongseong?” a coworker asks, wide-eyed. “yeah,” you reply, and their response is always, “he talks about you all the time.”

boyfriend ! jay who insists on driving you to work every morning, even if it’s out of his way. “what’s the point of being a ceo if i can’t take care of my girl?” he teases, holding the car door open for you like a gentleman.

boyfriend ! jay who doesn’t care about rumors in the office but always keeps things professional during work hours. however, he can’t resist winking at you during meetings or sending cheeky texts like, “you’re distracting me in that outfit. can’t wait for lunch.”

boyfriend ! jay who makes you fall even harder when he introduces you to his parents. you’re nervous, but he’s calm and reassuring, his hand never leaving yours as he tells them, “this is the woman i’ve been telling you about.”

boyfriend ! jay who insists on calling you during every business trip, even if it’s just to say goodnight. “i miss you,” he admits, his voice soft over the phone. “but don’t worry—i’ll be home before you know it.”

boyfriend ! jay who loves holding your hand in public. whether it’s at a gala or on a casual date night, he keeps you close, fingers intertwined, as if silently saying, she’s mine, and i’m hers.

boyfriend ! jay who doesn’t hesitate to shut down any flirtation from others. when a new hire starts getting too friendly, he calmly but firmly says, “i’m spoken for. and she’s more than enough for me.”

boyfriend ! jay who wakes you up with breakfast in bed on weekends. “don’t move,” he warns, placing the tray in front of you. it’s always perfect—coffee just how you like it, fresh fruit, and pancakes shaped like hearts.

boyfriend ! jay who plans an elaborate anniversary surprise that includes a private rooftop dinner under fairy lights. when you jokingly call him a hopeless romantic, he grins. “only for you.”

boyfriend ! jay who ends every day with an “i love you,” whispered against your hair as he pulls you closer in bed. no matter how stressful his work gets, you’re his safe space, and he makes sure you know it.

[sunrenity]

⟡ㅤㅤMISS YOUㅤ┈─ㅤ엔하이픈

precis : texts with boyfriend and idol ! enha while they're on tour.

엔하이픈ㅤ୨୧ㅤboyfriend ! enhypen maknae line x 𝒻em readerㅤ..ㅤest relationship, idol au, fluff, smauㅤ/ㅤ( 0 )ㅤ CATALOGUEㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ✦ hyung line ver.

[sunrenity]

⟡ㅤㅤMISS YOUㅤ┈─ㅤ엔하이픈

precis : texts with boyfriend and idol ! enha while they're on tour.

엔하이픈ㅤ୨୧ㅤboyfriend ! enhypen maknae line x 𝒻em readerㅤ..ㅤest relationship, idol au, fluff, smauㅤ/ㅤ( 0 )ㅤ CATALOGUEㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ✦ hyung line ver.

[sunrenity]

⟡ㅤㅤMISS YOUㅤ┈─ㅤ엔하이픈

precis : texts with boyfriend and idol ! enha while they're on tour.

엔하이픈ㅤ୨୧ㅤboyfriend ! enhypen hyung line x 𝒻em readerㅤ..ㅤest relationship, idol au, fluff, smauㅤ/ㅤkinda suggestive i think? (not too much tho), profanity, talking about sweat in jake's..ㅤㅤ( 0 )ㅤ CATALOGUEㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ✦ maknae line ver.

[sunrenity]

⟡ㅤㅤMISS YOUㅤ┈─ㅤ엔하이픈

precis : texts with boyfriend and idol ! enha while they're on tour.

엔하이픈ㅤ୨୧ㅤboyfriend ! enhypen hyung line x 𝒻em readerㅤ..ㅤest relationship, idol au, fluff, smauㅤ/ㅤkinda suggestive i think? (not too much tho), profanity, talking about sweat in jake's..ㅤㅤ( 0 )ㅤ CATALOGUEㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ✦ maknae line ver.

[sunrenity]

⟡ㅤㅤSECRETㅤ┈─ㅤLHS

precis : you sneak out of your bedroom while being grounded to see your secret boyfriend.

이희승ㅤ୨୧ㅤboyfriend ! heeseung x 𝒻em readerㅤ..ㅤhigh school au, fluffㅤ/ㅤcussing, sneaking out, kissing, making out, slightly suggestive?ㅤㅤ( 859 )ㅤ CATALOGUE

the clock on your nightstand reads 11:42 pm, only a few minutes prior to the time you and your boyfriend agreed to meet. the house is silent except for the occasional creak of the floorboards and the distant murmur of your parents’ tv downstairs. you’re supposed to be grounded—cut off from your phone, your freedom, and most importantly, him.

but rules are just obstacles meant to be broken, and heeseung is worth breaking every single one.

he’s your secret. the boy who’s all lazy smirks and sharp comebacks. the boy your parents would hate and your friends would question. but also the boy who makes your hands shake, your pulse race, and your heart feel like it might just burst right out of your chest.

you tug your sneakers on as quietly as possible, your heart racing with the mix of fear and exhilaration. with one last glance at the closed door of your room, you climb out of the window, the cool night air biting against your skin as you land softly on the grass below.

the quiet hum of the neighborhood wraps around you as you hurry down the driveway and along the block, every sound making you jump. when your phone buzzes in your pocket, you pull it out to see his text lighting up the screen.

heeseung: hurry up, babe!! i’m freezing my ass off 😓

you roll your eyes, a smile tugging at your lips as you text back.

you: be patient, idiot. i’m almost there

when you finally see him, leaning against his beat-up old car parked just beyond the streetlights, your breath catches in your throat. heeseung is wearing that leather jacket you love, the one that smells faintly of smoke and something distinctly him. his hair is messy, like he’s run his fingers through it a hundred times, and he’s chewing on a piece of gum like he hasn’t got a care in the world.

the second he notices you, that teasing smirk spreads across his lips, and suddenly, the night doesn’t feel so cold anymore.

“took you long enough,” he calls out, his voice low and rich, cutting through the quiet.

“you try sneaking out of my house undetected and see how fast you make it,” you shoot back, coming to a stop in front of him.

heeseung steps forward, closing the space between you with ease. his hands slide around your waist, warm and steady, pulling you closer until your bodies are almost flush. he smells like leather and spearmint, the faintest hint of cologne still lingering from earlier.

“well,” he murmurs, his breath brushing your cheek, “you’re here now.”

“barely,” you retort, though your voice wavers when his thumb brushes lightly against your hip.

he leans down, his lips ghosting over yours, and your heart stutters. “missed you.”

you don’t have a chance to respond—not with the way his lips crash into yours, soft and hungry all at once. it starts slow, deliberate, his hands anchoring you to him as if he’s afraid you might disappear. but then your fingers tangle in the fabric of his jacket, pulling him closer, and the kiss deepens.

heeseung presses you back against the cool metal of his car, his hands sliding up your sides, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. his lips move against yours with a kind of urgency, like he’s been holding back for weeks.

your hands find their way to his hair, tugging gently, and he groans softly into your mouth, the sound vibrating through you. his fingers slip under the hem of your hoodie, brushing against the bare skin of your waist, and you shiver—not from the cold, but from him.

“god, you’re gonna kill me,” he murmurs against your lips, his voice rough and low.

“good,” you whisper back, breathless, before pulling him into another kiss.

the cool night air does little to temper the heat between you, the way his lips trail down your jaw to your neck, pressing soft, lingering kisses against your skin. your head tips back against the car, your hands clutching his shoulders as he nips gently at the sensitive spot just below your ear.

“someone’s gonna see us,” you murmur, but your voice is barely audible, more a sigh than a protest.

“let them,” heeseung mutters, his lips brushing against the corner of your mouth before capturing yours again.

the world narrows to just this—the weight of his body against yours, the cool metal of the car at your back, the way his hands explore your sides like he’s memorizing every inch of you.

when you finally pull away, both of you are breathless. his forehead rests against yours, his lips swollen and his hair an absolute mess from where your fingers have run through it.

“you’re gonna get me in so much trouble,” you whisper, but there’s no bite to your words.

heeseung grins, that cocky, irresistible grin that made you fall for him in the first place. “worth it.”

he presses another kiss to your lips, softer this time, and you know, without a doubt, that you’d sneak out a hundred times just to feel this again.

[sunrenity]

⟡ㅤㅤSECRETㅤ┈─ㅤLHS

precis : you sneak out of your bedroom while being grounded to see your secret boyfriend.

이희승ㅤ୨୧ㅤboyfriend ! heeseung x 𝒻em readerㅤ..ㅤhigh school au, fluffㅤ/ㅤcussing, sneaking out, kissing, making out, slightly suggestive?ㅤㅤ( 859 )ㅤ CATALOGUE

the clock on your nightstand reads 11:42 pm, only a few minutes prior to the time you and your boyfriend agreed to meet. the house is silent except for the occasional creak of the floorboards and the distant murmur of your parents’ tv downstairs. you’re supposed to be grounded—cut off from your phone, your freedom, and most importantly, him.

but rules are just obstacles meant to be broken, and heeseung is worth breaking every single one.

he’s your secret. the boy who’s all lazy smirks and sharp comebacks. the boy your parents would hate and your friends would question. but also the boy who makes your hands shake, your pulse race, and your heart feel like it might just burst right out of your chest.

you tug your sneakers on as quietly as possible, your heart racing with the mix of fear and exhilaration. with one last glance at the closed door of your room, you climb out of the window, the cool night air biting against your skin as you land softly on the grass below.

the quiet hum of the neighborhood wraps around you as you hurry down the driveway and along the block, every sound making you jump. when your phone buzzes in your pocket, you pull it out to see his text lighting up the screen.

heeseung: hurry up, babe!! i’m freezing my ass off 😓

you roll your eyes, a smile tugging at your lips as you text back.

you: be patient, idiot. i’m almost there

when you finally see him, leaning against his beat-up old car parked just beyond the streetlights, your breath catches in your throat. heeseung is wearing that leather jacket you love, the one that smells faintly of smoke and something distinctly him. his hair is messy, like he’s run his fingers through it a hundred times, and he’s chewing on a piece of gum like he hasn’t got a care in the world.

the second he notices you, that teasing smirk spreads across his lips, and suddenly, the night doesn’t feel so cold anymore.

“took you long enough,” he calls out, his voice low and rich, cutting through the quiet.

“you try sneaking out of my house undetected and see how fast you make it,” you shoot back, coming to a stop in front of him.

heeseung steps forward, closing the space between you with ease. his hands slide around your waist, warm and steady, pulling you closer until your bodies are almost flush. he smells like leather and spearmint, the faintest hint of cologne still lingering from earlier.

“well,” he murmurs, his breath brushing your cheek, “you’re here now.”

“barely,” you retort, though your voice wavers when his thumb brushes lightly against your hip.

he leans down, his lips ghosting over yours, and your heart stutters. “missed you.”

you don’t have a chance to respond—not with the way his lips crash into yours, soft and hungry all at once. it starts slow, deliberate, his hands anchoring you to him as if he’s afraid you might disappear. but then your fingers tangle in the fabric of his jacket, pulling him closer, and the kiss deepens.

heeseung presses you back against the cool metal of his car, his hands sliding up your sides, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. his lips move against yours with a kind of urgency, like he’s been holding back for weeks.

your hands find their way to his hair, tugging gently, and he groans softly into your mouth, the sound vibrating through you. his fingers slip under the hem of your hoodie, brushing against the bare skin of your waist, and you shiver—not from the cold, but from him.

“god, you’re gonna kill me,” he murmurs against your lips, his voice rough and low.

“good,” you whisper back, breathless, before pulling him into another kiss.

the cool night air does little to temper the heat between you, the way his lips trail down your jaw to your neck, pressing soft, lingering kisses against your skin. your head tips back against the car, your hands clutching his shoulders as he nips gently at the sensitive spot just below your ear.

“someone’s gonna see us,” you murmur, but your voice is barely audible, more a sigh than a protest.

“let them,” heeseung mutters, his lips brushing against the corner of your mouth before capturing yours again.

the world narrows to just this—the weight of his body against yours, the cool metal of the car at your back, the way his hands explore your sides like he’s memorizing every inch of you.

when you finally pull away, both of you are breathless. his forehead rests against yours, his lips swollen and his hair an absolute mess from where your fingers have run through it.

“you’re gonna get me in so much trouble,” you whisper, but there’s no bite to your words.

heeseung grins, that cocky, irresistible grin that made you fall for him in the first place. “worth it.”

he presses another kiss to your lips, softer this time, and you know, without a doubt, that you’d sneak out a hundred times just to feel this again.

[sunrenity]

SHOW ME HOWㅤㅤ✶ㅤㅤNISHIMURA RIKI

profilesㅤ✦ㅤpretty princesses 👸

mlist ⟡ skater boyz !!

[sunrenity]

❛ 🎄 ㅤSECRET SANTA FIC EXCHANGE!

hi everyone >< with the holidays right around the corner i decided that we should do something fun now that the year is almost over (finally). which brings me to this event: a secret santa fic exchange!

if you aren't sure what that is just think of a traditional secret santa— you draw somebody's name and get them a present without them knowing who you are until the day you're supposed to give it to them.

this is basically the same idea except those who want to participate will fill out the form below to tell me your fic idea and once i get a certain amount of responses i will tell each of the participants in private who's request they'll be writing.

BEFORE YOU JOIN.

there are only 25 (25) slots available.

please reblog once you've filled out the form so i know for sure who's joined.

the deadline to join is december 3 and the deadline to post your fic is january 10— please let me know if you need an extenstion.

please don't join if you don't think you'll be able to finish! and if you want to drop out please let me know asap.

this is an enhypen focused event, so only enhypen fics and requests will be allowed.

your fics are required to be x reader, but your requests can be extremely specific towards you because well— it's being written for you.

you can request any type of fic: an smau, a oneshot, headcanons, etc.

the minimum word count allowed is 500 words and there is no maximum limit but don't make it so long that you're going to need an extension.

if you've read all the rules and want to join please fill out this form—if you have any questions feel free to ask me ^_^

[sunrenity]

joining for heeseung with prompt 037 ^^ @kissofhoon @woniefication @fleurre

AS THE SEASONS CHANGE and summer transitions to winter, love flutters in the air more than ever ... you dream of a white christmas, walking in a winter wonderland. An evening wrapped in warmth as you sit near the lit fire place in your home. The passing days get colder — but fluttering hearts and red cheeks, the romance in the air could never be warmer. This is your winter fairy tale — so let the season, begin !

HOW TO PARTICIPATE IN THIS EVENT !

OO1 follow me! (not forced)

OO2 choose a member + a prompt from this list

OO3 like + reblog and tag at least three mutuals

ex. joining for sunoo w/ (prompt number) !! @/cupidhoons @/othermutual @/othermutual

YES AND NO'S

OO4 works can be: a thought, a oneshot, a timestamp, reactions, headcanons, an imagine, short smau, with a member/members of your choice

OO5 work must include a synopsis/a short summary/oss at the beginning with warnings specified, word count, genre, au, and the member you are writing for + a keep reading mark in the first three paragraphs

OO6 works can be angst or fluff, but it must be and stay sfw + be member x reader

007 be sure to tag my account and use the event # '꒰ SEASONS OF ROMANCE ☃️  ֺ ⋆ .' in the first five hashtags and have fun !!

ex. participating in @/cupidhoon's seasons of romance event !!

DEADLINES & QUESTIONS

007 this event officially starts on november 2nd, 2024 and will end on december 21st. max extension will be on january 1st.

have extra questions? send me a dm or an ask to check and clarify with me ^^