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florihaei · 2 days ago

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sᴛɪʟʟ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ .ᐟ ✦ ──── ꒰ 엔하이픈 ꒱

𝑺𝑪𝑹𝑰𝑷𝑻 ✶ ─── you ignore him at a party, and now he’s done waiting. wc .ᐟ : 230-300 each member ₊ ˖ ་.

❤︎ ໋𓈒 𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 — enhypen x fem!reader ׂ ִ

͏꒰ 𝑩𝑬 𝑪𝑨𝑼𝑻𝒊𝑶𝑼𝑺❕ — jealousy, tension, suggestive, mild angst, makeups, kissing, pet names : baby, doll, pretty girl, sweetheart, angel. ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏꒰ ᴠᴀᴜʟᴛ ꒱ ✿.͏͏ ͏ ͏

꒰ AUTUM TALKS ꒱ - ͏back with another enhypen post after so long, hopefully you guys enjoy!!

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͏꒰ ʟᴇᴇ ʜᴇᴇsᴇᴜɴɢ ꒱ ✿.͏͏ ͏ ͏

heeseung watches you from across the room, tongue pressing into his cheek when you laugh at something another guy says. his drinks warm in his hand, untouched, forgotten. he hasn’t approached you, not because he doesn’t want to, but because you haven’t even looked his way all night. and you always look at him first. that’s how he knows something is wrong. when you brush past him toward the hallway, he follows quietly. “you done pretending you don’t know me baby?” he mumbles when you stop outside the bathroom, and you flinch not expecting him there. heeseung steps into your space, his palm brushing your waist. “don’t act like i don’t see you looking when you think i’m not.” he voice is soft but low. “you may at me princess? hm?” his fingers ghost over your hip. “you want me to beg for your attention?” and maybe he would, if you kept ignoring him any longer.

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͏꒰ ᴘᴀʀᴋ ᴊᴏɴɢsᴇᴏɴɢ ꒱ ✿.͏͏ ͏ ͏

jay doesn’t chase people, he never does, but you’re not people, your his. and yet tonight you’ve been acting like a stranger. the way you avoided him when he walked in, the way you smiled for everyone else but kept your back turned when he hovered nearby. he can feel the irritation burn behind his calm expression. he waits until you’re alone in the kitchen, scrolling through your phone with one hand wrapped around a plastic cup. “funny how you’ve got time for everyone but me” he says, leaning beside you, his voice is low, but he’s visibly annoyed. “wanna tell me what i did doll?, or do i have to guess?”you roll your eyes, but he’s already moving closer, backing you up against the counter. “you ignoring me all night got my head spinning sweetheart, you think im gonna just let they slide?”!his lips hover over your cheek but don’t touch. “next time you wanna punish me, make sure your ready for how i’ll make it up to you after.”

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͏꒰ sɪᴍ ᴊᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴ ꒱ ✿.͏͏ ͏ ͏

jake had been looking at you the entire party. every room, every laugh that sounded like yours, every song you liked that played. and then he found you - talking to a guy he had never seen before. smiling like everything was fine. he doesn’t interpret, just stares for a second too long before turning on his heel. you find him outside later, pacing by the porch steps with a red solo cup clenched too tightly. when he sees you, he doesn’t smile. “so.. we’re doing that now?” his voice is hurt more than anger. “you can’t even say hi? couldn’t even look at me once?”. you start to speak, but he’s already pulling you into a hug, burying his face in your neck. “i didn’t like it” he mutters. “watching you pretend i wasn’t there.” he breaths you in like he’s scared you’ll slip away again. “you’re mine, right? just tell me i didn’t mess it up baby.”

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͏꒰ ᴘᴀʀᴋ sᴜɴɢʜᴏᴏɴ ꒱ ✿.͏͏ ͏ ͏

sunghoon’s patience runs thin when you act like this. cold, distant, laughing too hard at someone jokes that isn’t his. he stays composed, he always does, but it gnaws at him. especially when you walk past him without even glancing. he corners you in the hallway upstairs, far from the music and noise. “you’re really not gonna talk to me tonight?” his voice is dry, sarcastic actually. “or is it jsut more fun pretending i don’t exist?” you raised a brow, crossing your arms, but before you can respond, he moves closer. not touching you, just hovering. “if you wanted my attention that bad, baby all you had to do was asked.” his smirk is faint, but when he sees the flicker of hurt in your eyes, it all changes, he softens. “hey.. baby.. just don’t shut me out like that, you know i hate it.”

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͏꒰ ᴋɪᴍ sᴜɴᴏᴏ ꒱ ✿.͏͏ ͏ ͏

you’ve been surrounded by people all night, but none of them are him. and that’s what kills sunoo. he’s used to your energy, your smile when you spot him, the way you pull him into the crowd like he’s your favorite person in the world. but not tonight. tonight, you don’t even look his way. and when you do, it’s empty. he finds you by the balcony, finally alone, and slips beside you. “did i do something wrong?” he ask quietly, his voice almost drowned out by the bass of the music inside. “or do you just not care anymore?” you turn to him, startled by his tone. there’s no drama in his face, just soft and hurt. “you don’t have to ignore me to prove a point” he says. “it works.. i miss you sunshine, it sucks.” he leans in, brushing your arm with his fingertips. “come home with me sunshine, let’s stop pretending we’re strangers.”

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͏꒰ ʏᴀɴɢ ᴊᴜɴɢᴡᴏɴ ꒱ ✿.͏͏ ͏ ͏

jungwon is calm, always, but when you ignore him like this, laughing with people who don’t know you like he does, it sets something sharp off in his chest. he doesn’t show it, not right away. but he watches, and listens. and when he sees someone lean to close , hears your laugh that used to be his, he finally pull you aside.“is that what we’re doing now pretty girl?” he asks, his voice low and steady. “you’re upset , that’s fine but ignoring me like i’m nothing?” his hand clenches then unclenches at his sides. “that’s cold, even for you.” your silence only fuels him. “i would’ve fixed it pretty girl..” he whispered. “whatever i did, i would’ve fixed it the second i knew something was wrong.” he looks you dead in the eye. “but you don’t even give me a chance.”

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͏꒰ ɴɪsʜɪᴍᴜʀᴀ ʀɪᴋɪ ꒱ ✿.͏͏ ͏ ͏

niki is young, but not dumb. he knows what it means when you go quiet on him. he knows what it means when you keep laughing like he’s not three feet away, watching every move you make. he doesn’t do jealousy, not really, but this feels like a punishment. so he waits. then he grabs your wrist as you head to the bathroom. “you ignoring me for fun or for real?” he ask. his voice is flat, but his eyes are burning. “you think that shit’s cute?”. you stare at him, your eyes wide. and that’s when his expression softens. “i don’t like feeling replaceable..” he mumbles. “not when you’re all i ever look at.” he leans in close, lips brushing your ear. “next time you wanna make me jealous baby don’t forget who gets to take you home.”