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[florihye]

୨୧ PEACH EYES .ᐟ

⟢ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⠀ you were the one i need . . .

遊玩 ⎯⎯ @okwonyo's celestial ballet event ♡⠀ ◝⠀ words554, WARNINGS?! · kisses, idk % ty anna for proofreading!

the cold autumn air mingled with the gentle wind, nipping at sunghoon’s cloth-covered shoulders as he walked through the idyllic city, his path only being lit with whatever light the humble moon decided to shine upon him.

tonight, sunghoon was drained; he wanted nothing more but to go home and collapse into his baby’s loving arms, to stare into her umber pupils and never look away.

after what felt like an eternity, sunghoon arrived home. he wasted no time untying his shoelaces and opening the door, ready to be met with his girl at long last.

the sight awaiting him was chimerical: everything he could’ve hoped for, and more.

there she laid, resting atop the thin couch, periwinkle eyelids shut in delight bliss. your torso and thighs were loosely covered with the fabric of a large red hoodie that sunghoon recognized as his (you in sunghoon’s hoodies always made the lovesick boy lose his breath); somehow, even asleep, your beauty placed sunghoon into an illusive heaven of euphoria.

apart from you, sunghoon also noticed a small cake on the table, embellished with small frosting letters that read “welcome back, hoonie!” in a messy cursive style, confirming to sunghoon that you had made it yourself. he let out a low chuckle at the thought of you tactfully baking the cake just for him.

he dipped his milky white finger into the cake, smudging icing on his skin before licking the sugary creme right off, raising a pleased eyebrow at the saccharine taste.

it wasn’t long before sunghoon’s attention was back on you. he sat next to you on the sofa, calloused hands tangentially running all over your silky smooth cheekbones and through your sun-kissed locks; sunghoon smiled at the way you unconsciously leaned closer into his tender touch.

leisurely, you shifted your position, ending up with your head on his lap.

“hoon?” you mumbled sotto voce, drowsily gazing at sunghoon through your fluttering lashes. your eyes met sunghoon’s promising stare, alongside the slight smile that bloomed on his face like an early spring flower. “i missed you.”

“i missed you more.” sunghoon placed one of his hands around your waist and used the leverage to pull you up further into his arms, holding you tight while you hid your face within the nape of his neck. “‘m sorry i couldn’t be here any earlier.

you settled as close as you possibly could to the boy, smiling at the comfortable feel of his hands running over your thigh. “it’s ok, at least you’re here now.”

a small laugh graced your ears and you turned your head towards sunghoon, just to see his gleeful smile and shining eyes.

slowly and unconsciously, you brought your palm up to sunghoon’s cheek, pulling him close enough to lie your forehead atop his. the warmth of his skin made you delirious, almost. you couldn’t help but press your lips onto his, eyelids fluttering shut.

you basked in the feeling of your boyfriend’s lips; everything about him was blissful. leisurely and somewhat unsure, you pulled away from him for air, being greeted with his grinning face, making you giggle.

your head found its way back onto the boy’s chest as you sighed, content. with the moonlight and your boyfriend by your side, you were sure you could stay in this moment forever.

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[florihye]

𝜗𝜚⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀NO, LOVE YOU. ♡⠀⠀──⠀⠀in which jungwon gets uncharacteristically jealous

杨军歌涡讷 ⟢⠀ wc979 ❜ warnings?! female reader. not proofread. skinshin.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀g. estab. relationship. non idol au.⠀⠀⠀୨୧⠀⠀

via's note.⠀⠀not me getting back on my tumblr grind aaaaa did we cheer or what!! also my first jw fic yippee

jungwon was usually a very sweet person. the way he took kindly to practically everyone was one of the things you adored most about him.

he was the type of person to never judge if not give a reason, so imagine your surprise when you’d introduced jungwon to one of your best friends, jake, and he gave nothing but scowls and glares to the poor boy.

of course, you noticed this odd behavior, and as his girlfriend (plus, a very nosy person), you were determined to figure out what made the happy-go-lucky jungwon so upset.

“jungwon, is everything okay?” you exclaimed softly, offering a brief smile to the boy.

he peeked over his phone and stared at you blankly, as if you were supposed to read his mind any moment now. after around ten seconds of silence, he sighed dramatically.

“yes, yn, why wouldn’t i be?” he answered matter-of-factly before turning back to his screen.

you shrugged, “i dunno. you just seemed… off ever since this morning, after i’d introduced you to jake.”

jungwon raised a brow. “well, i’m not, and jake seems like a nice guy, so it’s whatever.”

something was most definitely off, and you would be the one to figure out what his problem with jake was, because it certainly wasn’t just ‘whatever.’

a few days had passed since jungwon’s weirdness, and an opportunity seemed to have fallen into your lap: jake invited you to a café on sunday, wanting to go over some study material from class, and you would’ve been an idiot to not drag jungwon along; this was a perfect chance for him to see jake through your lens!

obviously, you didn’t tell him that jake was going to be there, or else he would’ve pulled some dumb excuse out of his ass, making it so that neither of you could spend time with your friend.

“it feels like forever since we’ve went out on a date; this’ll be so perfect! just the two of us-“

“jungwon, yn! i’ve saved you guys a seat, hurry!” as if on cue, jake’s annoying voice harassed jungwon’s eardrums yet again.

you took into account the way your boyfriend’s face fell: from his cute, excited smile to a foreign, sulky expression. never-the-less, he pulled out a chair for you, then proceeding to sit in between you and jake, making sure the two of you stayed as far as humanly possible.

jungwon threw his arm around your shoulders and refused to even glance at jake; it felt like you were repeating the day the two of them first met or something.

“hey, yn, jungwon.” jake waved at the two of you, unaffected by jungwon’s attitude, which only made you feel worse for the boy. “oh, yn, i bought you a smoothie; it’s my favorite, you should try it! ah, you should’ve told me jungwon was gonna be here as well, i would’ve got him one, too.”

jungwon watched as jake pushed the smoothie your way, he watched how your eyes lit up with glee as you brought the pinkish drink to your lips and smiled at the taste, and he kept watching as you thanked him in your nicest, pitchiest voice.

the act may have been purely platonic, but still, it didn’t fail to make his heart burn with agitation.

“hm, did you not order anything yet, jake?” you asked. the boy in question shook his head. “i’ll order for both you and jungwon.”

jungwon shuddered at the thought of being left alone with the ‘other one’. “i’ll come with you!”

he eagerly jumped off the cushiony seat and walked right behind you, holding onto your wrist like his life depended on it.

the both of you made your way towards the end of the long line and, to jungwon’s content, quite far from jake.

he didn’t get to dwell in his thoughts for much longer, however, as a sharp jab in the ribs from none other than his girlfriend bought him back to reality.

“ow! what’d i do to you?” jungwon pouts, rubbing the right side of his stomach.

“it’s not me, it’s jake! it’s so clear you hate him, and i literally don’t understand why.” you gave jungwon a look of disapproval, crossing your arms over your chest.

jungwon scoffed, disbelief soon tainting his face. “what do you mean why? do you not notice the way he looked at you? the smoothie thing?”

you stayed stoic.

jungwon rolled his eyes. “hey! i’m jake; i just love smoothies and, of course, y/n! my two favorite things in the world!” he mocked exasperatedly, voice going at least three octaves higher.

well, this was new.

you stifled little giggles at his tone, raising a brow at your realization. “wonie, are you jealous?”

“no.” jungwon muttered, trying to keep a sullen face even while you ruffled his hair, something he’d always given in to.

“mm, you’re totally jealous.” you watched fondly as jungwon’s cheeked lit up, redder and redder by each passing second.

“can you blame me?” jungwon huffed, avoiding any possible eye contact with you, prompting you to place a hand on his warm cheek and slowly push his face towards yours.

“yes, i can blame you, because you’re stupid.” you replied with a shrug. “i’ve been dating you for the past two years; not jake, nor any other boy. i only like— no, love you, silly.”

jungwon gleamed, squeezing your fingers out of slightl embarrassment. “i’m sorry, baby. and i’ll apologize to jake, too, if you… really want me to.”

you nodded, laughing at his displeasure about the thought of apologizing. “yes, i do want that, and get over this whole ‘jealousy’ phase quick, because next week i’m taking you to meet another one of my boy best friends!”

“what?! there’s more?”

“nope! i’m only joking, wonie.”

“oh God, i felt my heart stop.”

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[florihye]

✿﹕FOR THE . . 𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒕 ୨ৎ ACT I 𓂃⠀ヾ a girl is TIRED. (+0.6k)

sorry for like edging u guys n not posting this....... but it is here now so yay! i hope u enjoy >,<

THE ENDLESS WORDS streaming out of your algebra teacher’s mouth bored you to death. you groaned internally as your heavy eyelids slowly closed, making it impossible to grasp any of the information that entered your ears.

just as the last bits of your consciousness were about to disintegrate, the door cracked open, piquing your curiosity and causing you to look up.

in stepped a tall male, visibly varnished with confidence and a certain tartness that glinted within his irises; his hair was partially bleached and he wore a black hoodie that swallowed the upper half of his body.

“you’re a bit late.” the teacher turned to him, and you couldn’t help but scoff at that understatement, he wasn’t a ‘bit late,’ since class had started 29 minutes ago (of course, you kept count).

“sorry, i got lost.” the boy stated blankly with unmissable boredom dripping off his tone; the rudeness he held almost made you gasp aloud, was the teacher really just okay with this?

“well, it’s okay for now, since you’re new, please introduce yourself to the class quickly.” he motioned towards the new boy, prompting everyone to turn their heads toward him.

he obliges. “hi, i’m nishimura riki, and i’m a transfer student from japan.” you watched riki shove his hands into his jeans pockets and then glimpse down to the floor, seemingly unsure of what to do next.

“thank you, riki. take a seat now.” and with that, the classroom went soulless again. you were about to return to your untouched notes, which was when you caught a glimpse of riki walking dangerously close to the empty seat right next to you.

his pale fingers reached for the chair, pulling it out and then settling down without even paying note of you. he messily threw his bag on the floor, then rested his head on the desk.

the lesson continued like this for a while: barely any students paying attention, riki possibly asleep next to you, truly oblivious to whoever stared at him.

a few minutes later, the teacher passed out an exit ticket, sitting leisurely in his chair while his students racked their minds to complete the paper. you sighed, massaging the top of your temples in attempts to keep yourself as sane as possible for another 8 minutes until the bell rang.

you turned to your left, checking the clock for the nth time today.

an annoyed ‘tsk’ met your ears and you furrowed your brows, frowning. “what?” you mumbled, quiet enough so that only riki heard.

“stop looking at my paper, you’re copying me.”

you blinked, then again. did you hear that right? you, copying someone? it was like your ears were playing tricks on you. why would you, of all people, need to cheat? “i’m not trying to copying you!”

“hm, really? your empty paper says otherwise.” riki pointed to your exit ticket, and he was right, there wasn’t a single pencil mark on it.

your cheeks heated up at the realization, and you huffed. “so? that doesn’t mean i need your stupid answers, be realistic, riki.”

he laughed as you shunned him away, turning back to your own paper and away from the conversation. “whatever you say, i guess.”

you tried to work on the assignment, but your mind was too frustrated to focus on anything other than what had just happened. who did he think he was?

you couldn’t be upset for much longer, however, because the bell rang, disrupting your thought process. as soon as the ringing sound graced your ears, you were the first one to turn in your (empty) paper and run out of the room, garnering weird stares from your classmates, but you didn’t pay attention to them.

all you knew right now was that you wanted absolutely nothing to do with that horrendous boy ever again, and you were going to do everything in your ability to avoid him.

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[florihye]

✿﹕FOR THE . . 𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒕 ୨ৎ PROFILES 𓂃⠀ヾ chat were not graduating 💯

um ya they all also have priv accs (including yn's group) so if u see them later on in the smau dont b surprised !!

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[florihye]

୨୧ MAKING ME SICK .ᐟ

⟢ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⠀ you're the tylenol i take when my head hurts . . .

遊玩 ⎯ you find out that park sunghoon really isn't that bad. ◝ words928, ⠀WARNINGS?! · playful banter, sickness, really rushed e2l, proximity, mentions of food, brother's bsf!sunghoon x f!reader, nothing else i don’t think % for @sainns get well soon ily!!

ever since last night, you’ve been feeling like your intestines had a death wish against you. your nose was stuffy, throat sore, and worst of all, your freaking phone died, and the charger was too far for your aching body to reach!

a comically loud groan left your chapped lips as you reminisced over the days where you could properly breath and swallow.

‘good times,’ you mumbled to yourself, before going back to wallowing in your sorrow.

a small, sudden knock on your bedroom door ruined your despairing, making you upset. “go away!” you shouted like the angsty, brooding teenager you currently were.

you heard a tsk, then, “fine, i’ll leave.” a voice you recognized to be sunghoon’s called from the other side of the door, followed by footsteps as he left.

knowing him, he probably expected you to urge him to stay. you might’ve been sick, but certainly not desperate, so you stayed put, slowly falling back asleep.

but, things sadly didn’t stay peaceful for long.

your door flew open, and there stood sunghoon, staring at you with a prideful glint in his eye and a smirk to match, like he was your savior or something. his expression made you scoff and roll your eyes.

“i prayed upon my lucky stars that you’d leave me alone, why are you here?” you grumbled, running your fingers through your messy hair.

“that’s certainly one way to welcome guests…” sunghoon sighed with mock disappointment, just like a parent would to their misbehaving child.

“oh please, you come into my room, ruin my self-pitying session, and then expect me to like, i don’t know, praise you or something? as if!” sunghoon clearly didn’t get the message (which was to get out!), because he completely dismissed your words and walked forward, settling himself on the edge of your bed.

“this is forced entry, y’know?” you mumbled, nudging sunghoon with your foot in fruitless attempts to push him off your bed, but he didn’t budge.

“anyways, i came over because i noticed you weren’t at school today, so i asked your brother where you were, and he told me you were sick; i felt bad.” sunghoon explained shyly. he gently grabbed your shoulder to help prop you up against your headboard, and the softness of his delicate tone and touch surprised you. you quickly dropped your attitude (not really), due to sudden a wave of guilt that overcame you.

“you felt bad? oh, so now what? you’re going to talk to me about your amazing day without me at school and hope that makes me feel bette—“ your snarky insult got interrupted by a fit of unpleasant coughs. gosh, did sunghoon have a voodoo doll over you or what?

sunghoon stared at you with what something that resembled concern displayed on his face (you never knew when it came to him). he awkwardly pats your back, avoiding eye contact to spare you from any embarrassment. once your coughs reduce to mere sniffles, he reached back into his bag, digging around for something; you peered over at him out of curiosity.

he pulled out a bottle of newly bought grape medicine and a dvd of one of your favorite ‘00s movies, ‘27 dresses.’ “i know you don’t like grape, but it’s the only thing they had.” you bit back a smile at the way sunghoon’s voice got smaller and his cheeks got redder; it was cute.

“also, i heard you geeking about this movie like the nerd you are, and i decided to get it for you; it was on sale, so.” sunghoon held up the dvd, and you grinned, taking the box from his hand to examine it.

“really? thanks! i don’t know what happened to you, but you’re being weirdly nice…” you teased, to which sunghoon responded with something along the lines of how you should stop being ungrateful and that he was just trying to make you feel better. it made you wonder: had he always been this nice? why did you dislike him so much, anyway?

a dose of medicine in front of your eyes distracted you from your thoughts. “drink this.” sunghoon urged, and you did. the uncomfortable taste of grape on your tongue was quickly washed away by a sip of water (of course, provided by sunghoon.)

after that, you impatiently grabbed your computer, eager to watch your movie.

sunghoon cleared his throat and stood up, “well, i think i’ll leave now. enjoy your movie though, nerd.” just like that, it seemed he was back to annoying you. but this time, it didn’t make you mad; rather, it made you laugh.

“wait!” you held onto sunghoon’s wrist, gently pulling him back towards you. the confused expression on his face beckoned for you to continue. “do you want to maybe watch this movie with me? like, as a thanks for… caring.”

biting the inside of your cheek, you half-expected sunghoon to say no. so you were surprised when he smiled at you and walked back, sitting down once again in your bed, but this time a little bit closer to you, prompting you to throw your cozy blanket over sunghoon.

“okay, i guess i will, as long as you don’t get me sick, too!” sunghoon pretended to be annoyed, but it must’ve been obvious that he didn’t mind being with you; the way he smiled a little every time you giggled at his comments didn’t really help conceal his happiness.

“oh shut up, we both know you have nowhere else to be tonight; just enjoy the movie, sunghoon.”

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[florihye]

✿﹕FOR THE . . 𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒕 ୨ৎ PROFILES 𓂃⠀ヾ real bad bitches 😉

this was supposed to come out tmr but i got bored and so i made all the profiles today yay! yeonjun is mysterious & nonchalant (not rlly lol you’ll see) don’t mind him

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[florihye]

୨୧ FOR THE PLOT .ᐟ

⟢ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⠀ face to face girl, and can't even see . . .

PRÉCIS. it was well known in decelis academy that nishimura riki and ln yn were the epitome of yin and yang: the utmost of opposites; the only thing they shared in common was a unending hatred for one another. but one random day, everything goes amiss when a photo of the ‘enemies’ kissing suddenly becomes every student’s hot new gossip. well, there had to be some sort of explanation behind the picture right, they’d never just kiss for no reason… right?

IN WHICH. . . the ‘sworn enemies’ riki and yn decide to switch things up a bit, but only for the plot.

FEATURING. n. riki, rest of enha, c. beomgyu, sullyoon, m. danielle, hanni, c. yeonjun, isa as yn’s fc

GENRE. enemies to lovers, he fell first AND harder, fake dating, humor, a lot of cussing & dad jokes, everyone’s a junior/senior, set in high school, a bit of angst (not rly) if u squint, slow burn, fluff, kys jokes

started — may ix

completed —

୭ৎ . . . TUNE IN ! PROFILES. chat were not graduating 💯 | real bad bitches 😉

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