#enhypen male additional member

[pupphe-additions]

✴Jamie's Relationship With BTS✴

Jamie x RM

Quote: “We cannot become what we want by remaining what we are.” Dynamic: Fatherly Love

RM’s contact in Jamie’s phone is “Father Joonie”

Jamie says that RM is very protective of him and he’s always babied him.

Jamie says that RM is like Ametrine, which is a crystal that’s a combination of both amethyst and citrine. The younger idol has hand made RM a necklace with the gem but hasn’t gotten around to gifting it to him yet.

Jamie says that they are both really clumsy and when they are together it’s a mess.

Jamie finds RM to be really goofy but admits they aren’t close. 

Jamie says that RM gives him a lot of advice and that RM keeps his head on his shoulders.

Jamie admits that sometimes he will send RM memes when he doesn’t know what to say to the older idol.

RM was the first idol that Jamie ever met even before becoming a trainee.

Jamie admits that RM is a big reason why he auditioned to an agency to begin with, he finds RM to be very cool.

Jamie likes to make RM gifts but he’s always too afraid to give them to him so he just has a little box full of handmade goodies to eventually give the older idol.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Jamie x Jin

Quote: “The most beautiful thing you can wear is confidence.” Dynamic: Motherly Love

Jin’s contact in Jamie’s phone is “Mother Jinnie”

Jin is known to scold Jamie if he is late for anything and he finds out.

Jamie says that sometimes Jin feels more like a mother figure than a father figure.

Jin and Jamie have eaten together a few times and Jin always makes sure that Jamie eats as much as he wants.

Jin has offered to help Jamie become a better actor.

Jamie says that Jin is like Golden Calcite and he has made the idol a bracelet using the stone, Jin wears it often.

Jamie has given Jin an alpaca plush and in return Jin has given Jamie a racoon plush.

Jamie and Jin send each other food pictures most of the time when they talk to show each other what they are eating that day.

They share dad jokes with one another and always laugh over them.

Jin always treats Jamie with kindness and he sort of took Jamie under his wing when he joined Hybe.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Jamie x Suga

Quote: “I can do anything I set my mind to” Dynamic: Golden Retriever X Black Cat

Suga’s contact in Jamie’s phone is “Agust Kitty”

Jamie said that when he first met Suga he almost cried because he’s always looked up to Suga as a role model.

Jamie says he wants to be a great producer like Suga one day.

Suga shows extreme gentleness and kindness toward Jamie, and Suga has said he sees a bit of himself in Jamie.

Jamie says he’d really like to do a song with Suga in the future and he would love to work with Suga on a big project if he could.

Jamie says that Suga is like Fluorite and has gifted Suga multiple pieces of Fluorite like a handmade necklace and a handmade bracelet as well that matches it.

Suga enjoys when Jamie sends him pictures of his cats so Jamie does that often. In fact most of their messages are just the two of them sending pictures back and forth.

Suga is extremely protective of Jamie and constantly checks up on the younger idol even though they aren’t the closest.

Suga teases Jamie sometimes because of how shy Jamie is around him, he finds it cute and endearing.

Jamie says that Suga is one of his biggest inspirations as an artist and it’s an honor to know him.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Jamie x J-Hope

Quote: “When you focus on the good, the good gets better.” Dynamic: Sunshine Duo

J-Hope’s contact in Jamie’s phone is “Sunshine Hobi”

Jamie and J-Hope are both sunshines and always make each other smile and laugh.

J-Hope says that he has a big soft spot in his heart for Jamie and that he wants to get to know him better.

Jamie says that J-Hope is like Green Jade and he hasn’t gifted him any yet but would like to, he just hasn’t had the chance to yet.

Jamie says that he wants to dance with J-Hope on a stage if he can as he feels he could learn a lot from him.

Jamie says that when he first met J-Hope he was extremely anxious and afraid of what the older idol would think of him and was on his best behavior.

Jamie finds J-Hope very charming and outgoing but he gets nervous around him for some reason.

J-Hope and Jamie don’t talk a lot through messages so they aren’t that close, but both have said they’d like to be closer friends.

J-Hope says he sees a lot of potential in Jamie and hopes to see him thrive as an idol.

Jamie enjoys when J-Hope messages him first because it makes Jamie feel less awkward.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Jamie x Jimin

Quote: “People cry, not because they’re weak. It’s because they’ve been strong for too long.” Dynamic: Golden Retriever x Calico Cat

Jimin’s contact in Jamie’s phone is “My Calico Cat”

Jamie loves watching Jimin perform and he finds Jimin’s dancing to be captivating.

Jamie thinks that Jimin is really beautiful inside and out and he’s always afraid to message him first.

Jamie says that Jimin is like Hematite and he’s given Jimin the stone and a handmade necklace with it as well. Jimin says it’s something he cherishes and he doesn’t really take it off often.

Jimin has a habit of asking if Jamie has eaten if he hasn’t Jimin urges him to eat when he can, Jamie also does the same to him.

Jamie has stated that Jimin likes to tease him a lot.

Jimin calls Jamie a puppy and says that he can be clingy when he feels scared or nervous.

Jamie and Jiimin don’t message each other a lot unless it’s in the group chat.

Jamie wants to learn to dance as beautifully as Jimin and will often push himself when it comes to dancing as he knows he can do better.

Jimin always listens to Jamie if he needs to rant or vent about anything.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Jamie x V

Quote: “I like you because you’re weird like me.” Dynamic: Yapps, Yapps More

V’s contact in Jamie’s phone is “#1 Handsome Man”

Jamie says that V makes him flustered because he finds V to be very charming and handsome.

Jamie says that V is like Moss Agate and he’s made V a handmade necklace using Moss Agate that the older idol adores with his whole heart.

V gives Jamie advice when he can and has told the younger idol if he needs anything he can come to BTS for anything.

V is protective of Jamie and he says that he sees Jamie as a little brother and he wants to see him thrive.

V and Jamie tend to feed off of each other’s energies so they can get a bit wild when together.

Jamie likes to send V any cool photos he takes and see what the other idol will rate it out of ten.

Jamie sends any pictures of himself to the group chat before posting them to get their opinions.

V always checks up on Jamie to make sure he’s taking care of himself.

Jamie would like to work with V one day if he is allowed to.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Jamie x Jungkook

Quote: “You’re my favorite place to go to when my mind searches for peace.” Dynamic: Hidden Gem Friendship/Lowkey Besties

Jungkook’s contact in Jamie’s phone is “Best Kookie”

Jamie is closest to the maknae line as they are all in a group chat together created by Jungkook, out of all the members of BTS Jungkook is who Jamie is closest to.

Jungkook is extremely protective of Jamie and he has stood up for the younger idol a few times already.

Jamie and Jungkook play games together from time to time.

Jamie says that Jungkook is like Red Jasper and he has given the idol the stone twice. Jamie says he hasn’t made him any jewelry yet but he wants to make Jungkook a Red Jasper ring or bracelet when he has the chance to.

Jamie goes to Jungkook the most out of all the other BTS members for advice.

Jungkook checks up on Jamie often and will go out of his way to make sure he’s okay.

Jamie says that he talks to Jungkook the most and that if it wasn’t for Jungkook Jamie likely wouldn’t be close with any of BTS.

Jamie wants to rap on a song with Jungkook.

Jamie enjoys cracking jokes with Jungkook and Jungkook says he can see Jamie going far as an idol all he has to do is believe in himself.

[jenskpopadditons]

my name is jennie :)

im 18 yrs old

im a multi stan who ults txt, enhypen, ive, & bts

i make additions for fun and enjoy interacting with other people <3

i try to keep my place a safe space for anyone, if anything here ever makes anyone feel uncomfortable do not hesitate to msg me about it :)

feel free to ask anything about my ocs or whatever !

oc boy group 6us !

[m00niesk7]

masterlist🐻

Jungwon: What's it like being tall?

Jungwon: Is it nice?

Jungwon: Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards?

Kiha: We live in constant fear of the short ones, who in my experience, will climb four chairs, two boxes, a small coffee table, and six oddly placed stools to get what they want.

Sunoo: It was one time!

[hwnglx]

Hey im actually curious if you can rate it from 1-10 how much is possessive and jealous enhypen members?

so i already described the way they'd act when they're jealous here, but i'll rank them and give you some additional thoughts i've gathered recently.. since that post is a few months old 🖤

mtl possessive and jealous enhypen member

this is all just according to tarot and my observations.. pls take it lighty! ᰔᩚ

#1 jake 9.7/10 so.. i kept on debating between him and sunghoon. however, the reason i put jake as no 1, is because he's a lover who's likely to be more emotionally attached to his s/o. in addition to that, his mars is in nonconfrontational libra. this can make him much more passive-aggressive, he won't enjoy openly displaying his jealous nature and will struggle being direct about it. he's someone who will just hold long grudges (scorpios and their lifetime lasting grudges 🥹), find ways to pay you back by making you jealous too.. it's all a bit more dramatic and complicated for him. but it's neck on neck between him and hoon.

#2 sunghoon 9.6/10 the more i read on sunghoon, the more shocked i get about his intensity in love. he's a member who can get much more scary in relationships, since there is such a gap between him as a person and as a lover. he seems to be a big push and pull lover, someone who might give off the first impression of a pretty free-spirited and light-hearted guy.. but boom have him spot his s/o with some other male figure, the man's eyes will turn dark. his energy is pretty heavy whenever i do love readings for him, meanwhile in other readings it can be pretty comfortable.

#3 jay 9.3/10 jay is definitely incredibly possessive. he's someone who holds a lot of responsibility over keeping his loved ones safe and sound, he's very very protective and territorial. his ideal scenario is for you to never leave his side, so that there isn't even the possibility for you to get hurt or be treated badly. this deep desire to never let you go anywhere can definitely express itself in an overly possessive manner.

#4 jungwon 6/10 so, jungwon isn't really the easily jealous or overly possessive type, but he'll feel pretty let down if you manage to get him to that place. i've known a guy with very similar placements to him (aqua ☼ virgo ☾ aries ♀), and he's very easygoing and accepting in general.. however, in love he's immensely passionate. jungwon gives me that same vibe, he's someone who's quite picky and has high standards. so if you manage to date him, he'll expect you to be "all in" and just as dedicated to him as well.

#5 sunoo 5/10 sunoo is a gemini venus.. he isn't really someone who gets jealous a lot, since he usually doesn't take love or relationships seriously enough. but, i remember reading for him, and seeing that he can actually get pretty hurt about people betraying him. i think he kinda stands in his own way by seeming so blasé and unattached to people, when in reality there seems to be a deeply rooted desire to make more meaningful connections, and not just run away from them. i do believe he just needs to mature a little more in order to realize and embrace that.

#6 heeseung 4.5/10 so, heeseung is a very understanding and patient lover. he's someone who's willing, even eager, to put in the work needed to improve his relationships. even when obstacles arise, he isn't really the type to get discouraged or overly emotional about it right away. let's say he caught you texting some other guy.. rather than getting all jealous and vengeful, it's likely he'll just calmly ask you about it without jumping to any conclusions. however, one of his problems in love, can often be the high standards he has for himself. he can be prone to immediately look back on himself, in a more negative manner and blame himself for not having done enough to keep you happy enough. like every problem somehow goes back to him, in heeseung's eyes.

[niki-phoria]

HELLOO AHH sorry I'm so excited about this request. Niki x Male reader and you know how Niki is the youngest one in the Enyphen group? It would be so cute if Niki had a small-Big crush on m/reader and the group teases him about it. Also, M/R is part of a group ( can't think of any names for his group:() Niki’s members push him to ask out and talk to m/r but goes absolutely downhill, but m/r already knows and teases him by the end. Again hope this wasn't to long lol🤞��

Have a great rest of your day and remember drink plenty of water and rest!!!🧸

i hate how tumblr like shrinks gifs but i am obsessed with his highlights so i'm choosing to just ignore it bc LOOK AT HIM HE'S SO OIENKSNFLKS

pairing: niki x idol!male!reader (he/him pronouns) genre: fluff word count: 1.9k

includes: supportive but teasing enha, niki cannot catch a break, he blushes the entire fic lmao, mention of txt's kai bc i love him, mainly set in niki's pov

a/n: thank you so much for requesting !! this idea is adorable, i love it sm. i also couldn't think of a group name so reader is implied to be a soloist (but you could read this with a group in mind) i hope you like it &lt;;33 also i am desperate for more txt requests pls

additional note: i intentionally set this up for a part 02 bc i am obsessed with this idea someone pls request it and give me the motivation to actually write it (i was thinking of relationship milestones, so first date, first kiss, first i love you, meeting the rest of enha, etc)

PART 01 / PART 02

requests open !! read my rules first

l/n y/n. since his bestselling debut only one year ago, everybody knew his name - including enhypen’s own nishimura riki. 

he doesn’t notice the smirk on sunghoon’s face as he watches your showcase. you effortlessly glide across the stage as you continue your routine. from his position backstage he was able to charm his way into having your raw vocals played clearly over the metronome for him to hear. 

your stage finishes all too quickly. though niki may be biased, he would listen to your voice for the rest of the night, even as the hours continue on and the stars give way to the sun - everyone else be damned.

there’s a glint of sweat on your jawline as you pant. the cameraman stalling in front of your face signals the end of your performance. the shot lingers for a few seconds before the broadcast cuts away to an ad break. the cameras stay rolling on the monitor backstage, letting niki watch as you smile, patting one of your dancer’s on the shoulder before rushing off stage. 

he’s broken out of his trance by jay placing his hand on his shoulder. he jumps, face flushing as he notices he’s been in public - in front of his members - this entire time and not in the safety of hiding underneath his blankets when he usually admires you and your stages. 

“enjoying the show?” jay asks. 

“he has literal heart eyes,” sunghoon laughs. 

“i have to admit, y/n is an incredible performer,” sunoo comments. niki swats his hyungs away, face still burning as he walks over to sit next to the other boy. 

“at least someone here agrees with me,” he mumbles. 

jungwon chuckles under his breath, reaching across the couch to pat his knee. “we might run into him later. you should talk to him.” 

“you want him to talk to y/n?” jake leans over the edge behind sunoo. “he can’t even look at the guy without blushing!” 

“especially not if you keep teasing him for it.” heeseung looks up from over his phone. “y/n’s a nice guy. he’s close with kai. i’ve only heard good things.” 

“i agree with heeseung-hyung,” niki sighs, leaning back against the couch. 

“you know we’re just teasing,” jake says, reaching over to pat his back. “we want the best for you. besides, you never know what could happen.” 

niki rolls his eyes, turning away in a poor attempt to hide the still-growing blush spreading across his face. though he’s sure the others notice it they don’t say anything, giving him a short reprieve from their incessant teasing since the first time he saw you.

with their attention elsewhere, niki’s thoughts wander. he knows so much about you - at least about what you’ve told the public. he could list your favorite movies and coffee order by heart. he knows the lyrics to each of your songs, fanchants included. he knows about each “imperfection” on your face, your favorite color to dye your hair, the childhood scars on your knees and elbows. 

even with his everlasting knowledge about you, niki still doesn’t know if you’re aware of him. if you know his name or would recognize his face. would he fade into the crowd, just another idol you bowed to at an award show? what if he asked for your number? would you say no? even if you did say yes, what if you don’t click as friends? 

but… what if you do? what if it leads to something more? what if-

his stream of consciousness is cut off by jungwon patting his shoulder. “hey, we’re being called to sit down in the audience.” 

niki nods, following behind the rest of the group to their seats. he settles between heeseung and jay as they prepare for a long night of sitting perfectly still surrounded by a million cameras on all sides. at least he wasn't being filmed when he blushed through your entire performance.

finally, after what feels like hours of waiting, the award show ends. people drift around, rushing through various different hallways and dressing rooms around him. 

niki wanders through the building, searching for enhypen's dressing room. in hindsight, trying to find the bathroom alone during an award show filled with hundreds of different people probably wasn’t the best idea.

he gasps as his shoulder hits someone, arm reaching around to grab their waist before you both tumble to the ground together. you wince as you hit the unforgiving floor below. niki hovers over you, wide eyes staring into your own. “y/n?” he scrambles to his feet, holding out a hand for you. “i’m so sorry, i didn’t see you there.” 

“it’s okay, it was also my fault.” you chuckle. “niki, right?” 

“i- yeah.” 

“i’ve seen you perform a few times, your dancing is incredible! and i love your voice.” niki’s blush deepens as he nervously laughs. 

“thank you. um, i hope this isn’t too weird, but i was hoping… i could get your number? you know, so we can be friends? if you want to, i mean-” 

“of course you can.” niki pulls his phone out of his pocket, quickly unlocking it before handing it over to you. you're nonchalant as you lean back against the wall, typing a special string of numbers into the device. “you know, honestly, i was hoping you were gonna ask me out on a date.” 

niki freezes, looking up at you. “really?” 

you nod. “i like you. i have for a while. i was hoping i could take you out sometime. there’s a cat cafe nearby that i go to on my day off, if you’re up for it.” 

“yeah!" niki pauses. he feels like he's on fire, though he's not sure how much of that is because of you or because he just embarrassed himself in a busy hallway. "yeah, that… that sounds great." his voice drops, nearly to a whisper you finish typing,. he takes his phone back, albeit with shakier hands. "i’ve really liked you for a while now too.” 

you smile brightly at him. he can feel his ears burning. he’s grateful when you don’t say anything about it. “does tomorrow work for you? we can meet at the cafe.” 

“tomorrow works perfectly.” 

you step a little closer to niki. now he can see you in more detail. how the small black eyeliner and light brown makeup around your eyes accentuates your features. how the corners of your pink-tinted lips remain quirked upwards in a small smile. how alluring your eyes are as he looks into them. 

you lean in to press a quick kiss against his cheek before pulling away. wide brown eyes blink back at you. niki can hear someone calling for you from down the hallway, cutting the moment short. “i’ll see you tomorrow!” you call, rushing over to a man who he presumes is your manager. 

niki remains where he’s standing for a few seconds, processing everything. in the span of a few minutes he had met you, gotten your number, and been kissed by you.

he shoves his phone back into his pocket, smiling to himself as he finally makes his way back to enhypen’s dressing room. his hyungs are spread throughout the room, patiently awaiting for their car to be prepared so they can head back to their dorm. 

“what’s with the blush?” jay asks, looking up at him from his position on the couch. 

“did you see him again, loverboy?” sunghoon teases. 

“he kissed me.” 

heeseung’s head almost whips in his direction, staring at him. “what? when?” 

“i ran into him in the hallway and he asked me out. and then he kissed my cheek.” 

jay smiles, patting his back. “that’s my boy!” 

“congratulations,” jungwon smiles. 

niki nods, still giddy from the kiss. “thank you.” 

“if he’s this flustered from a cheek kiss imagine how he’ll be when y/n kisses him for real,” sunghoon chuckles. 

“lay off of him for a while,” jake nudges the other boy. “he just scored a date! at least let him be excited.” 

“i’m just saying,” sunghoon defends, reaching forwards to ruffle niki’s hair. he flinches, whining as he pushes sunghoon’s hand away. “in all seriousness, we’re proud of you. i hope the date goes well.” 

niki smiles. “i hope so too.” 

it's nearly midnight by the time they finally arrive back at their dorm. niki sighs, finally back in the comfort of his bed. he leans back against the sheets, the tension in his body relaxing slightly.

his phone vibrating on the table next to him pulls him out of his tired haze. slightly irritated, he rolls onto his side to grab the device. what could be so important that he needs to be contacted at this hour?

his annoyance immediately fades as he turns his phone on. there are two messages from an unknown number.

unknown

hey it's y/n :)

i know it's late, so i'm hoping you'll see this before you fall asleep

does 10:00 tomorrow work for you?

niki sits up, clutching his phone in his hand. he stares at the screen before it turns black from inactivity. excitement courses through him as he switches it back on, quickly typing out a message of his own.

you

10:00 works perfectly!

your response comes immediately in the form of a typing speech bubble. niki watches it intently until another message sends through.

unknown

great :))

i'm really looking forward to seeing you

he types out his reply quickly, sending it before he has time to overthink anything.

you

i'm looking forward to seeing you too <3

niki can feel his phone vibrating against his blankets. another text from you. he bites his lip, internally bracing himself for your reply. even though you asked him out first, he wonders if he's moving too quickly. like you'll suddenly come to your senses any minute and realize you could do so much better than him.

unknown

my manager will yell at me if i stay up any longer lol

goodnight niki <3

relief replaces the previous dread almost immediately. he lets out a small sigh before typing out another reply.

you

goodnight y/n <3

with the security that he has a date scheduled with his crush for the next day, niki rolls onto his side, still holding his phone in his hands. your conversation was short, but he finds himself replaying each moment of the interaction in his head.

his mind drifts back to when he literally ran into you backstage. you look so handsome in person. so much prettier than he ever imagined. your voice is different, too. it drips with honey, luring him in like a siren. niki knows so much about you, but he yearns to know more.

he plugs his phone in to charge, setting an alarm to make sure he doesn't sleep in too late before finally drifting off to sleep with a small smile on his lips.

[timextoxhajima]

Right Person, Wrong Time [2/2]

[Part 1]

members: enhypen jake, jay

synopsis: [1st person/omniscient pov] you begin your first day of work with your boyfriend sending you there but amidst all your first-day jitters, you find out that the new CEO-in-training was your best friend who moved away a decade ago.

additional fictional characters: nam go eun | kim ji hyuk | yang mi rae | koo woo shik | kwon jung hwan | james park | yoon se won

genres: bf! jake x fem! reader, childhood best friend! jay x fem! reader, angst, fluff, suggestive material, F2L, angst, fluff, crack, established r/s

warnings: cursing

taglist: @changminurheart @allorysayshi @en-boyz @vantxx95 @from-xero @wooyoung-a @changmin-wrlds @nashionalpotatocorner @sapphydean @haechanhues @axartia @sjakewrld​ @sfthyuka​

wc: 10.7k

ost: sunwoojunga - timing | enhypen - just a little bit | keane - somewhere only we know | the 1975 - robbers | urban zakapa - i don’t love you 

“is she alright? i thought i heard her,” your mother switches off the kitchen light and sips on a cup of tea. with a little, tight smile, jake turns and closes the door behind him. 

“she’s in the bath. i’ll stay until she comes out. thank you,” he takes the mug from her and takes a sip. 

“did anything happen at work? she seemed fine when she came home.”

jake stares into the mug. the green swirls diffused from the tea leaves were making it more bitter the longer he waited. if he stayed still long enough, he could see his reflection in the water. 

he knew you weren’t okay the moment he saw you. he had devoted the last few years studying the way you responded or reacted - not because he’s a creep but because this was what he expected himself to do when he’s in love. 

he’d know what it meant when your lips were quivering or when you drank so much water because you kept swallowing your saliva trying not to cry. he knew what it meant when you couldn’t finish your food, even though you find the most comfort in your mother’s food. 

he knew exactly why.

“i’m so sorry!” jake bows to whomever he quite literally ran into. he was waving to you and not looking where he was going. “are you alright? are you injured?”

he had expected to be apologising to someone older than him, maybe in his 30s, but this person? definitely someone his age. 

“no, no. i’m alright, don’t worry about it.”

he looked familiar. jake’s definitely seen him somewhere before. 

“great, i’m so sorry about that.”

while scanning the taller male, jake notices the keyring dangling from his pocket. 

he would recognise that anywhere.

“it’s fine,” jay buttons his blazer. 

this was the ghost in all the pictures that you had kept from your childhood. all that time spent listening to your stories of how a certain ‘jay’ had bought you a hello-kitty gashopon keyring outside the winter-clothings store that your parents worked in...

he remembers listening to the fairytales of the mimosa hunting, the cruise, the plush toy and box of letters and the pictures that you kept so fondly to your heart. he’d never admit it or ask about it, but he could tell from the way you spoke about him that you had a soft spot for this ‘jay’.

jake knew that if jay had stuck around, he wouldn’t even get a chance with you.

“have a good day,” jake quickly bows, hiding the sting in his heart. 

he had assumed that you’d come home with this huge smile on your face, maybe even bring home the boy in question, but when you didn’t and all you seemed to be doing was stop yourself from crying, jake’s heart is torn two ways.

one day passed, then two, then three and soon more than two weeks had flown by. this parasitical uneasiness had somewhat faded away until the day you came home and told your mother and him over dinner that you had been asked to follow the CEO-in-training to japan.

you had asked him not to tell your mother the CEO-in-training was jay, for she would’ve been more than upset if she knew her non-biological son had been acting like he didn’t know you. 

like any other parent proud of her daughter, she encouraged you to go. naturally, jake thought it was the most natural thing to do the same.

but with every word of encouragement and assurance he let out his mouth, the more it ate at his sense of security. it felt like all your attention had been diverted elsewhere. 

you’re only with him in person but not in spirit. your heart was elsewhere thinking about why jay had chosen to act like he didn’t know you, replacing all the usual care and concern you provide jake with.

he could be lying on your thighs and letting you play with his hair, but your eyes weren’t on him or your fingers. they were looking up at the ceiling, thinking about something he’d never be able to change or have an impact on. 

jake wouldn’t consider himself selfish. in fact, he could understand why you were so upset. if he had a best friend whom he lost contact with and subsequently got ignored by said best friend, he’d cry over it too. 

but it feels different when he knew you loved this person, and that the person jake loved seemed to love this someone else more; seemed to prioritise someone else’s attention more.

is his not enough?

at the start, he trusted you. 

somewhat. 

he was wide awake the night before you left for japan, so when you called at 7am, he had already been drifting in and out of a shitty sleep cycle the entire week. he thought you’d notice his eye bags, but all you noticed was how difficult the trip was going to be.

it’s okay, he thinks. there’s a slither of hope you’ll still come back wholly devoted to him, the same way he’s devoted to you. 

jake was more than elated when he can see the beautiful smile on your face through the glass panels at the airport. he’s craning his neck, trying to spot you as you walk into the crowd searching for their luggage. 

he recognises your bag - it’s the same bag you like carrying to work - but he doesn’t recognise the blazer you’re wearing.

it looks expensive. 

his eyes trail after you as you struggle to pull your luggage off the conveyor belt, but someone else does it for you.

it’s jay, and he’s smiling at you, with eyes that only another boy can identify.

jake can tell something’s changed - you’ve made up. there’s something in the way you’re standing and facing jay that seems different. there isn’t a gap any more. 

you look like you just came back from a honeymoon, not a work trip. 

jake feels the world slow down around him. his eyes have all been for you the last couple of years, yet it takes almost nothing for yours to turn elsewhere. the guilt in his chest makes him realise he’s starting to lose his trust in you; that he doesn’t trust that this wouldn’t end well.

that was the start. 

the start of a little parasite that would grow into a big problem later. one that jake will choose to ignore until he can’t, one that he knows you wouldn’t realise until it’s too late.

one that would completely shatter his heart, maybe even yours, but at least you would have someone else’s shoulder to cry into.

but he wouldn’t blame you. he never will. he knows your heart has just been returned to who was rightfully supposed to have it. jake was just lucky.

my time starts now. 

“are your parents here to fetch you?” jay pulls his luggage off the conveyor belt.

“no, they’re working, but my boyfriend is here, i think,” you pull your phone out from the blazer’s pocket and check for messages. “yeah, he’s here.”

jay watches as you turn towards the beyond the departure hall, tiptoeing to look outside. he spots jake before you do, and the stark reminder comes back to haunt him: there’s someone else already waiting for you. 

“oh! there he is!” you start jumping, waving your hands in the air like a little child. jake does the same, eyes lighting up like a little puppy and his hair bouncing atop his head. “jay, you have to meet him.”

“do i?” jay chuckles, pushing his luggage alongside you. “it’d be my pleasure.”

“is your dad here?” your eager eyes aren’t even looking at jay now. they’re desperately looking for jake. your companion can feel the disappearing attention. 

“yeah, he should be here with mr kwon.”

“do you think it’ll be weird if your dad meets jake?”

“probably not,” jay shakes his head, offering a tiny pout of contemplation. “oh, there he is!”

from afar, you can see jake rushing towards where you were exiting, but jay’s father and his secretary beats him to it. 

“welcome home. how was the trip? oh, how was mrs yoon?” 

“fine,” jay nods at the duo, eyes slowly drifting to mr kwon. he wasn’t hiding the fact that he was trying to figure out the status between the two of you. “actually, y/n would like you to meet somebody, i think.”

“oh?”

“hey,” you turn and nearly ditch your luggage with jay as you throw your arms around jake, pecking him on the cheek. “how are you? you look like you’ve lost weight!”

he offers you a reassuring smile and shake his head. “did i? i must’ve been playing soccer too much this last week.”

“ah... we’ll go get some good food later, okay? i miss the food here so much,” you ruffle his hair and pull him by the hand back to the party. 

“jay, this is jake. jake, jay. you know, my best friend from like... really long ago?”

there’s an unspoken agreement between the two young men. both unsure of it at first, but it’s the handshake that seemed to seal the deal. 

jay knows that jake knows.

and jake knows that jay knows.

you, on the other hand, are oblivious. 

“ah! the jay? the one with a matching keyring?”

“that’s me,” jay nods, releasing jake’s hand first. “really nice to meet you. y/n’s told me a lot about you on the flight home.”

“oh, mr park! i’d like you to meet jake. he’s my boyfriend,” nearly yanking jake over, you proudly present him like he were some kind of gift or award. 

“jake, was it?” the CEO has this fatherly smile on his face as he offers a hand. “really nice to meet you. did i hear something about lunch? why don’t we all go? i know just the place.”

your lips part. something about the thought of everybody being in one place at once is too overwhelming. “oh, that sounds-”

“dad, i think she’s tired from the trip. i’m sure she’d prefer heading home to rest.”

“it’ll just be a quick lunch. i don’t want to disturb you at work and i don’t want to take up your time outside of work,” the CEO convinces with a small pout on his lips. 

you turn and look at jay, his eyes soft and understanding. you already know his answer before you even ask it. “will you be okay with that?”

the eager golden retriever puppy nods. “i’m okay.”

you run your hand down the length of his arm and interlock your fingers with his. “i guess we’re having lunch together then.”

this weight of overwhelmingness sits itself in a rollercoaster seat and begins on its own version of a ride. you were sat in the back of a car between jay and jake, and juggling between making sure neither of them felt awkward was harder than it seemed. 

there was something that felt frozen in the air, but you couldn’t tell what it was. 

“so, jake!” the CEO calls from the front passenger’s seat. mr kwon glances at you in the rear mirror. “how did you meet y/n?”

jake sits up in his corner, hand still tightly holding onto yours like he were afraid you’d let go. “um, she was helping out in her parent’s shop and i play soccer a lot in the field nearby, so whenever i had trainings, my friends and i loved going to their shop to eat after. that’s when i met her and she just seemed like the sweetest, most meticulous person i’ve ever met. i just... knew i had to get to know her. i started finding excuses to have more trainings and then eventually, i just went on my own. she even memorised the orders i usually placed, and gave me more of the free sides without me asking.”

jake turns and grins at you, the honey in his words laying a thick, warm cover over your heart. you suck your lips between your teeth, trying your hardest not to scoff and giggle at his sweetness. 

“ah, the good ol’ days... isn’t that right, mr kwon?” jay’s father reaches out and gently taps the driver on the arm. “your parents must be so elated. both your parents!”

“yeah, my parents are really happy i met her,” jake rubs a thumb over your knuckles. “i’m really lucky to have her.”

jay can hear the happiness in his voice. 

he can hear how much he’d sacrifice just to see you happy. he can hear how much patience he’d have if you were ever upset over something. he can hear how much he’d give just to spend a second with you. 

just you and jake in your little... gashopon bubble, even though he was the one who bought it. 

jay turns and looks out the window. 

the car falls into a peaceful silence, but then they drive down a familiar road that you would never fail to miss. it’s the road down to by the field that jake was just talking about, and then down the corner on the left was-

“wait. mr park, are we-”

“yep,” he sounds so proud, like he had scored straight As in an exam. “i’ve already told your parents we might be coming for lunch.”

“oh!” the adrenaline fills you instantly. “mum would be so happy to see you!” turning to jay, you’re automatically slapping him on the arm. 

“kwon and i dropped by to deliver the tonic and birds’ nest package last week. think they almost couldn’t recognise me.”

“she must’ve been so happy!” the shop shows up as the car turns around the corner, and your mother was already by the entrance waiting for you. 

everything slows, but flits past in an instant.

jake opened the door for you, and your first instinct is to run into your mother’s arms. the scent of the food that you always went home to was all over her, so it only made you hungrier. jake greets your mother, like he usually does, and jay’s father gives a small, polite wave with kwon bowing to her. 

then she looks at jay, the same way jay’s father looked at you. 

she parts her lips, a denying frown gently forming in her forehead as she releases you into jake’s arms and approaches jay. 

jay knows he’s not too emotional of a person, but he can’t seem to keep his attention on her for long without needing to swallow all the lumps forming in the back of his throat. 

all the days his parents spent away from home and in another country, he spent with yours.

he can smell the delicious foods wafting off her, and it’s doing nothing but return him all the memories that he had shoved into a crook inside his head. 

he’s trying to maintain a still face, constantly trying to find enough courage to look at your mother in the eye. 

“auntie,” he greets, lowering his head and bowing deeply. her hands, which he hadn’t remembered being so wrinkled, pat him on the shoulder and travel down to his upper arms. he can feel her grip from under the dress shirt and the blazer he was wearing, so he stands back up and bites on his bottom lip. 

she has new wrinkles along her eyes and on her forehead, but her smile lines were still the same. 

she has the same smile as you do.

then she nods as acknowledgement, reaching up to his face and pouting. she’s trying her best not to cry too. 

“look at you,” she whispers. “you look so grown-up!”

jay mirrors her nodding, slowly getting more aggressive as his composure begins to shatter.

“your father tells me you still have my recipes... and that you’ve been trying to recreate them ever since you’ve been let into the kitchen.”

the first tear falls. jay’s grip on the ends of his sleeves tighten. he nods again. 

“yeah.”

she chuckles, brushing a lock of hair out of his forehead. “maybe they taste better than mine now, hm?”

he shakes his head violently. “no. no, never. not in a million years.”

the sound of her laughter breaks through the last of his iron resolution, and she pulls him into a hug. “oh, i’ve missed you. so much.”

and like the crybaby he is, jay rests his head over her shoulder. 

crash!

your mother rushes into the kitchen, spotting a little tiny, crying jay, squatting over shattered porcelain. 

“jay! come here!”

she reaches out and easily picks him out of the mess, squatting to wipe his tears and check his fingers. 

“i’m- i’m sorry- i was just trying to- get a cup of- milk-” he chokes through sobs, his cheeks flushed and his tears streaming down his cheeks. your mother looks up from the small cut on his thumb where he had tried to pick up a piece, and she shakes her head reassuringly. 

“it’s okay, i have more where those came from,” she stands and ruffles his hair, reaching over to the table and taking a napkin. “don’t touch glass with your bare hands if this happens again, alright?”

and before she can squat back down to clean his wound, jay shoves his face into her stomach, hugging her thighs and sniffling. “i’m sorry.”

“i’m sorry,” his voice cracks as he rests his head into her shoulder. he’s so much taller than her now, he wishes for a moment he was a small boy again, so he could be completely held by her. 

she had filled all the gaps his parents didn’t, and even they knew that. 

“silly boy, what are you sorry about?” she pats the back of his head, stroking down his neck and shoulders. “you’re here now, aren’t you?”

he nods, a choke and pained groan finally hurtling out between his lips. “i missed you so much. i miss your food, i miss the games we used to play. i’m sorry.”

she’s looking up at the sky and blinking the tears away as well. never was she expecting to have jay, as a young adult, break down in her arms. she wasn’t even expecting to see him, much less have him find so much comfort in her presence. 

“it’s okay,” she pats his arm and shoulder. “we can still play the games and do everything else you want to do, hm?”

he nods. 

“come, i’ve already steamed some corn and butter.”

there’s a pathetic little cry when he hears her words, and she chuckles as she hooks her arm through his.

jake watches in silence as they enter the shop first. the weight of your head is resting on his arm, and there’s an awkward glance towards the secretary that he didn’t really quite catch the name of. 

what party of people is this? why am i involved? 

he feels himself being tugged along into the shop after you gesture for the CEO and the secretary to enter first. 

jake walks into the shop to jay hugging your father as if that were his father, and there’s a pinch in his gut that’s telling him ‘he’s an outsider’.

but you squeeze his hand through interlocked fingers and rest your head on his shoulder. “don’t worry. it’s just been a really long time since they’ve met jay.”

don’t worry? jake thinks to himself. what is worry when i already know how it’s going to end?

time. that’s what you didn’t have; that’s what you lost. but maybe you were a saint in your past life, or maybe god realised how cruel of a feat it was to take jay away from you. 

the adults always dreaded teenagehood - the years where the children became rebellious, where hormones and curiosity isn’t a good combination - but those were the exact years you lost him. 

which god thought it was a good idea to introduce to you the idea of love, then strip the one thing that gave you the perfect idea of it from you? 

you’re abruptly snapped out of your after-work drowsiness when mr kim slams a palm onto the table and laughs at something a senior marketing researcher says. 

there’s a heavy weight of dread that’s been sinking in your chest and your shoulders. thinking about it for days doesn’t help when the conclusion has consistently been ‘i know something is wrong, but i don’t know what it is’.

the chopsticks in between your fingers push and pick up the cut up pieces of food on the barbecue plate, the scent of smoke and food fusing into your clothes. there’s also a heavy waft of beer and soju that the older employees were busy emptying the cans and bottles of.

jay’s father was the star of the table, though he wasn’t really talking much. you admired how he had a way with all his employees, even though they were his subordinates. mr kwon looked like his babysitter, watching after how much he drank while listening to their stories. 

he must be going to so many of these, especially if he’s making it a point to be present for all his departments. 

it’s inevitable that your eyes finally land on jay, and only then do you realise his were on you. he was sat to the left of his father, and you were on the other end of the table next to mr kim and koo wooshik (who was starting to swap out yang mi rae’s soju for water). 

then there’s that little glimmer in his eyes, a slight twitch of a brow and lifted cheeks when you can tell someone’s trying to say something without really saying anything. 

you okay? his eyes whisper from the other end of the table. 

you nod, giving him a reassuring smile. 

after everyone’s stuffed themselves to satisfaction, you were ready to head home. everybody took turns saying goodbye and wishing each other a well weekend, but jay’s father seemed adamant on sending you home. 

there were a couple of awkward laughters and smiles from mr kwon and mr kim and jay, who knew better than to have you in the car when you were three-months-new to the company.

“i actually- i think i’m going for a little walk, uncle park. that was a filling dinner-”

“is jake coming to fetch you?”

a pause. one quick glance to jay. 

“um, no. jake’s busy tonight.”

“then let jay go with you on that walk, how about that?”

“oh, i don’t think-”

“well, what would your mother think if i let you go on a walk alone?” jay’s father waves a hand in the air as if everybody had come to a consensus. “jay will go on that walk with you. come, jung hwan. let’s go.”

“yes, mr park,” he bows slightly, then turns to look at jay and you. “call her a cab when you’re done.”

jay lowers his head as a form of acknowledgement. 

“and you!” his father calls as he crawls into the passenger’s seat. “stop calling me ‘mr park’. how many times do i have to tell you to call me ‘james’?”

you keep a safe distance away from jay as the car moves off, and through the dimmed lights of the car, you can make out his father waving eagerly at you. 

“so,” jay starts once the car was out of sight. “do you actually want to go on that walk or were you just avoiding being in the same car as your boss?”

a gentle snicker. “both, but the second one more over the first one.”

the view from the bridge was nostalgic - you always loved walking this route home from the city centre with jake, but you’ll never forget the first time you walked this path. 

the sound of water was faint, but audible. back then, there was a ship honk every now and then from a nearby cruise ship or a vessel. the light from the factories out at sea looked like stars that had descended and were floating on the water’s surface.

“come look at this!” your father beckons you over from a little viewing platform along the bridge path. jay was carrying the picnic basket that he had insisted on carrying, and he trottled along behind your father with the basket hitting his sides. 

“would you look at that? those are ships. and those blinking lights up there? they’re planes.”

the bridge is alot brighter now, the stars aren’t that obvious anymore. the ferry station isn’t here either. the cruise boarding house relocated elsewhere.

there were times you revisited it in hopes of staring up at the sky and wondering if jay, or even his father, was looking at the same stars. but it got more apparent that you kept mistaking passing planes for stars, the kinds that blink a white and pinkish red and move so little, you’d think it’s a star. 

“i have to ask,” jay begins, calmly sliding his hands into his pockets as you stroll alongside him. “how... what happened to you?”

“what do you mean ‘what happened to me’?” with a bewildered smile, you turn and look at him, chuckling under your breath. “you make it sound like i did a 180 degree turn and i’m just... not the person you used to know.”

jay bites on his bottom lip in an attempt to hide his ridiculous grin. 

“no, you know i meant it in like... a ‘what did i miss’ way. things would’ve been... vastly different, had they not gone the way it did. i thought for the longest time that that was it, like i’d never see you again.”

there’s a light silence that falls between them, other than the sound of water below the bridge. a little ball of panic forms in jay’s chest when he realises he might’ve said too much.

he doesn’t know his words have left somewhat of a mark on your thoughts - is he as regretful as he sounds?

“hm,” you hum, looking down at your hands and sucking in a deep breath. ignore it. “after you left, i really had to grow some balls of steel and make new friends. trying to find somebody that i could tell every single detail of my life got harder as i grew older. especially when these details aren’t as simple as they were when we were ten.”

“mm,” jay nods. “if it’s of any comfort, it was the same for me. new country, new... genre of people. i actually... i actually cried,” jay chuckles. “i cried when i realised i was going to be in that new space for years to come. that was what my father was talking about when he said i cried looking for you.”

“aw, i knew you were a crybaby but i didn’t think you’d cry looking for me,” with a gentle nudge, you give him a push on his upper arm. 

“you know i’d look for you no matter where i go.”

the whoosh from a passing car blows the hair into your face as you look at him, tired eyes scanning his face and the little pout he has on his lips. 

“i did not want to do what my dad told me he wanted me to do. but then the thought of seeing you again, at home. it convinced me.”

jay slows down in his footsteps and waits for you to stop to turn and look at him. his eyes are glossed over, probably from the cold, but there’s a small smile on his lips as he stares at you. 

you can’t read it for the life of you and for the well-being of your own heart and soul, you hope you’re reading it wrong. you can tell he’s missed you, you can see it in the way his pupils are darting between your eyes and searching for face for something. 

it’s almost like he’s waiting for something, not just anything.

there’s a horrid, grave feeling that settles in your lungs when you realise how much worry is beginning to brew in your stomach. there’s an intrusive thought, a scene from a guilty daydream about jay coming to cup your face and tell you that he’s loved you for the last fifteen years, and you’d tell him that you feel the same way.

but that is a daydream that will haunt you for as long as you keep it buried, because all you can hear in the back of your head is jake’s laughter, the way he likes slurping his yoghurt and how much he loved soccer. 

the dream sentences you to a lifetime of guilt that will eventually eat you up from the inside. your heart begins to wither when it realises the sin it has committed. 

jay keeps his distance, only breaking the staring with a gentle chuckle and a deep breath. “enough about me,” he steps forward and nods you off. “any boyfriends before jake? anybody you absolutely hate?”

as you gently place the photoframe on your desk, something in the tips of your fingers numb. your fingerpads brush against the wooden frame of the picture, and there’s a subconscious smile that surfaces on your lips as you stare at his. 

“aw, cute,” mi rae walks past behind you as she places a document on the table next to your hand. “maybe i should go check if my hair dryer’s waterproof.”

“come on,” you turn and chuckle, reaching for the file and opening it up. 

“what’s his name? how long have you been together?” she sits at her desk next to yours, using her feet to drag the roller chair along and bumps shoulders with you. “he’s cute.”

“jake. and uh... three years next month, actually,” you smile politely at her, watching her admire him in the picture.

“for some reason, i assumed you were single and i thought that you’d end up with jay,” she nonchalantly comments. mi rae returns the photoframe back to its original position and scoots back to her desk. “that’s the programme flow for the conference later this week by the way. wooshik is presenting the deck but you still have to actively listen for any q&a regarding the japan trip.”

“okay, thank you.”

your face remains towards the document, but your eyes are back on the photo.

i thought so too. 

jay was one of those things you never knew you needed until you actually lost him. maybe you were too young and took things for granted, that having a friend to confide in was something that seemed to come by so easily. but as you grew older, there was a thought - the thought distant but never lost - how would your friendship have evolved had he not gone away?

“do you think mr kim’s like- the nicer parent or the stricter parent?” mi rae unclips her hair, letting her haphazardly-dyed brown hair topple over the cotton-pink cardigan.

if wooshik stared anymore, mi rae would think he’s a creep. 

with a gentle tap on his arm, you frown at him, and he immediately takes the hint before clearing his throat. “liberal. he’s got the piercings, doesn’t he? i’d expect that he’d be more liberal.”

“hm,” mi rae taps her staff card on the gantry and it beeps open. you’re staring at wooshik tap his tagwhen mi rae whistles softly, suddenly leaning backwards into you as you get through the gantry as well. “ooh, boyfriend alert.”

that cues you to look up from the tag in your hands. jake gets up from the sofa in the guest lobby right opposite the admin counter where nam go eun works at. in his arms was a single stalk of a pink rose.

“hey,” you greet him quietly as you walk towards him, straying from your colleagues. “why the pink rose?”

jake looks down at it and thinks for a moment, but he doesn’t share. “no reason. it’s been awhile since i’ve given you flowers anyway.”

“you didn’t remember our anniversary wrong, did you?” he hands you the flower and presses a kiss to your forehead. 

“‘course not. when have i remember our dates wrongly?”

you turn and look up at him, whose bright doe eyes look like they’d do anything for you. there’s an intrusive thought of a different person that destroys the moment, but mi rae comes to your aid instead. 

“hiiiii,” there’s a teasing smile on her lips as she kind of tip-toe-dances into the scene. “you must be jake!”

“i am said ‘jake’,” he grins and nods, licking his lips. 

“i’m mi rae,” she holds out a hand. “y/n has your photo on her desk, happy advanced third anniversary.”

“ah,” jake’s enthusiasm seems to die down. his voice goes low and his shoulders sink and something is wrong. he takes her hand. “thank you.”

then there’s an awkward silence that forces you to mentally take jake apart. just by looking at his eyebags, you could tell something was keeping him awake at night, even if he didn’t say it.

jake’s the type to keep his problems to himself because he doesn’t want to burden anybody else. 

“you should’ve told me you were coming down, then i’d have dinner with you.”

jake hums in response, thinking of what to say. he was carrying your briefcase in his free hand, and the other interlocked with your fingers. his fingertips are cold, and the weight on his shoulders seemed to spread evenly thoughout his body.

there isn’t a childish swinging of your hands today, nor does he tease you by kissing your hair and cheek. 

“it’s okay, i wanted it to be a surprise. i could just order some food to your place if you don’t mind.”

“oh, my mum would probably have some leftover noodles from the store if you don’t mind those.”

“you know i wouldn’t,” he smiles and finally looks up from his feet and at you. his eyes dart between yours and then all over your face like he was trying to find something. the grave feeling in your stomach refuses to leave you.

“are you alright?” a little frown on your forehead gives it away. jake doesn’t seem to be able to look you in the eye anymore. “you seem... tired. is there something bothering you?”

jake’s tongue pokes the inside of his cheek. he’s considering it, but- 

“no. i’m just tired from soccer just now. and then i was greedy for wanting to see you tonight so i thought it would be a good idea to surprise you after work. i didn’t realise how heavy it would make this seem.”

“you know you can tell me anything, don’t you?” the corner of your parent’s shop is right around the bend, but you stop him at the junction and pull him to face you. “something is bothering you. why won’t you tell me?”

he gulps. sucking his lips between his teeth and then pouts, sniffling. he looks up at the traffic light and watches as the red man remains. he shakes his head. “nah, i’m okay.”

a pout surfaces on your lips as you push his face to look at you. “please?”

he turns back to look at you. he looks you in the eyes, then at your brows and your hair and tucks a lock behind your ear. 

“i just want you to know that i love you,” then down to your hand where he drags his thumb over your knuckles. “i... love you.”

your brows furrow. “what’s wrong?”

“i don’t want to have this conversation with you now.”

“if not now, then when?”

jake frowns and sucks in a deep breath, reaching up to hold your hand holding his cheek. he sandwiches both your palms between his, and pats the back of your right one as he formulates the words in his head. he exhales.

the standing red man switches to the green walking man. the light is so bright, you could see the green in jake’s eyes, but only because he already seemed to be tearing up. 

“i... love you so much... that i don’t think i can see you happier with someone else.”

your heart drops. into your stomach, then into your feet and then into hell. instantly, you know what - no, who - he’s referring to. 

“i... jay? that’s who you’re worried about?”

his voice comes out as a soft whisper. “aren’t you?”

“what are you talking about?”

“i’m talking about the fact that if he didn’t leave back then, you would’ve gotten together with him. we’re only together now because there wasn’t him.”

“just because he’s back now, doesn’t mean it’ll change our relationship.”

“that’s what you think but i see the way he looks at you,” he pauses. “and i see the way you look at him.”

“we were best friends back then.”

“and that is something i will never have with you. all these memories and values that you have... they are all with him.”

“these aren’t god-level values, jake. you, me, we’re together because you have them too.”

he winces and gulps, dropping his head again. there’s a vein that’s coming out on his forehead. he’s fighting a goliath in his head that’s on the verge of making him cry. 

“we’re together because he left. what do you not understand about that?”

“i- what is there to understand?”

jake parts his lips, ready to explain your own predicament to you - but he stops, and then gently shakes his head. 

“you... you don’t know you like him.”

“what? no, i don’t. look, you are just... tired and you need to have dinner and go home and get some sleep-”

“no, look me in the eye and tell me that if jay hadn’t left back then, you wouldn’t even consider dating him. you’re telling me that if he stayed, you wouldn’t think about getting together with him?” 

his eyes are darting frantically between yours now, like a desperate attempt to search for the ‘no’ he’s looking for. 

but he can’t find it. not when your own resolution is caving in, not when your heart knows the answer too. 

that’s the downfall of being in love with someone - jake knows your heart even better than you do. 

he blinks and looks down at the floor. “i thought so too.”

“that’s hypothetical. whatever you just said to me- it’s hypothetical. jay did leave, we met and we’re together now, isn’t that what’s important?”

“you being happy is important to me. so if i know there’s someone out there that you’d definitely be happier with than when you’re with me then how can i just... keep you?”

“are you- are you really just going to let jay’s presence come between us?”

jake shakes his head. 

“it wasn’t him that came between us,” he looks up, face filled with anguish and defeat. “i came between you two.”

your lips are dry. your vision is slightly blurred out. “jake... i don’t know what you want me to do or say.”

“you don’t have to do or say anything,” he purses his lips into a forced smile. “that’s what the flower is for.”

jake drags his palms up your hands and to your shoulders, pulling you in so he can press a kiss to your forehead.

“happy advanced third anniversary.”

life slows down. 

jake had sent you home to your doorstep that night and said nothing thereafter. you weren’t sure if it was smart to text him, but a part of you decided not to add salt to his wounds. wounds that you didn’t even know you had inflicted. 

no calls. no texts. you would’ve sent him one or two, but you wouldn’t know what to say either. 

a day crawled by, then two and three and in another week, it would be your actual third anniversary. 

that, unfortunately, you would’ve been unable to celebrate with him anyway because of a company dinner jay’s father organised. 

jay hadn’t been around much since the last department dinner. you’ve seen him down the hallways tailing his father or mr kwon but other than a wave or a smile, you hadn’t really had the chance to catch him in a conversation. 

not that you needed it. 

the table was bustling when you arrive with mi rae and wooshik. 

“oi, where’s your department manager?” mrs yoon pops up from next to jay’s father. 

“mrs yoon!” the surprise in your voice cues her to throw an arm around you, and before you knew it, she sat you next to her - and right opposite jay. “how are you? is this dinner for you?”

“ah- that’s the question for the boss himself, hm?” she waves it off, turning to jay’s father and grinning. 

she starts talking about japan the last couple of months since you left, but none of it is going into your head. your eyes are stuck to the empty cutlery on the table before you, afraid to look up.

jay would see through you like a pane of glass if you did. one look and he’d know instantly that something was wrong.

but remember what i said about loving someone to the point where you’d know their heart?

something jabs your shin under your table. it’s jay’s foot. 

you ignore it the first time, convincing yourself he accidentally kicked you.

but he does it again, and this time, you fail to stop yourself from looking up. 

his brows are furrowed back, lids hung over his orbs as he desperately but subtly tries to read your eyes. 

“do you need anything to drink?” he clears his throat, quickly pulling the drinks menu from mr kwon and sliding it across the table to you. 

“um, no,” your ears turn back on. you’re relieved to note that mrs yoon had turned her storytelling to jay’s father and mr kwon. “sorry, i’m just... feeling a little under the weather.”

“oh, sweet!” mrs yoon somehow hears the lie. “are you alright? do you need some tea? oh, you must be worked to the bone!”

“no! no, i’m- i’m fine. i’m just a little tired, but it’s okay- everybody here’s tired-”

“oh, james- would you send the girl home?”

“what? no, it’s fine, mrs yoon-”

“hm? y/n’s not feeling well? are you okay? is it a stomachache or-”

“dad-”

“james, call her a cab or i will.”

“dad, let me-”

“shall i call a cab, mr park? miss l/n does look a little under the weather.”

“what has ji hyuk been asking you to do?”

the simultaneous voices feel like constant pricks on your skin. you hurriedly stand and back away from the table, clearing your throat and picking up your briefcase.

“i’m- i’m so sorry, uncle. i-” you instantly turn to jay’s father, shooting jay himself a side glance as well. “i’m really not feeling the best, so... i think i will take my leave. i’m sorry for the disturbance.”

“oh,” he looks up and blinks a couple of times. he has the same look of concern jay has, and it tears you apart. “don’t worry about it. please,” he stands and gestures to his secretary. 

“no! it’s alright, you don’t have to call me a cab. i- i might just hurl if i get into a car. it’s still early so i can walk back on my own.”

“are you sure? can i get jay to-”

“no! no. please.”

now, the entire table knows you’re being a nuisance. 

“i’m sorry. i’ll see you all at work monday morning.”

bursting out of the restaurant feels like it should’ve gotten the weight off your shoulders, but all it does is incite the internal caving in. the cold wind rushes over the curves of your face, drying your eyes that were already beginning to tear. 

the ache of imagining jake sobbing his eyes out in his bed the last couple of weeks makes you sick to the stomach. the pavement becomes blurry to look at.

then, there’s the guilt. the memory of wanting jay more than anything in the world, the memory that this yearning far supercedes wanting jake rips you into shreds. it makes you question if you even deserve him, if you even deserve either of them. 

“fuck!” you scream and kick the tree you stop by. a couple walking by turn to stare at you, but you can’t care less. so you stumble to the bench by the tree and flop down into the thin wooden planks, throwing your head back and looking up at the sky. 

faint, rushed footsteps become the source of your new found frustration though, when you can hear it get louder, and then around the corner of the street, it stops. 

don’t look. don’t look. don’t look. 

you turn your head, neck still reading against the backrest of the bench. 

there’s jay, in his adult grey blazer and adult dress pants and adult shoes and the tie that’s flopping around after running and being blown about in the wind. 

his hair is in a mess, and his shoulders immediately relax after he spots you on the bench. you turn back to look at the night sky - that’s dimmed from all the light pollution around you - until you can smell jay’s washed out cologne wafting across your face. 

the end of the bench creaks when he sits next to you, and you can hear the deep breath he takes. 

he sits in silence for a few minutes, and they were the worst few minutes of your entire life. even without a word, you can imagine all the thoughts in his head. he probably wants to ask about jake, but can’t bring himself to poke a needle into the gash in your heart. he probably wants to ask if you’re okay, but knows that it’s a stupid question. 

hell, he probably knows this is because of him. 

what will he think?

“i’m sorry about making a scene,” you whisper, just loud enough for him to hear.

jay sniffles, glancing at you in the corner of your eye before pulling his blazer off and resting them over your shoulders. he scoots back to the end of the bench, careful to maintain the gap between the two of you. 

“you’re lucky nobody hates you.”

“if they didn’t, they probably do now.”

jay scoffs softly, leaning back onto the rest and rubbing his hands together on his lap. 

“do you wanna tell me what happened or would you prefer if i left you alone?”

a car drives by. a group of students rush past behind you and into the convenience store, talking about getting instant noodles and coffee. 

“i fucked up.”

there’s a soft ding-dong as they enter the store. their voices are muffled once the door closes. 

“it was my job to give him the assurance, but i didn’t. i had hurt him way before i realised, and when i finally did... it was too late.”

jay blinks, looking from the street to his hands. 

he knows who you’re talking about, even though you hadn’t mentioned his name once. 

it had been a couple of days. jay had been looking at the computer screen and sipping on his morning coffee when nam go eun buzzed him on the intercom. 

“morning.”

“morning, mr park. there’s a ‘jake sim jae yun’ here to see you, but he mentioned he hadn’t made an appointment. can i check your availability?”

jay immediately looks away from the screen and sets down his mug. “um... could you ask how long he’ll be?”

“okay. excuse me, mr sim, how long would you be with mr park? ah- alright. he says he should be under ten.”

jay gulps, standing and stretching his shoulders. 

“alright, send him up.”

jay would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous. why was the boyfriend of the love of his life coming to visit him, personally, at the office? 

he rubs his hands together, finding himself suddenly rushing to pack his office. centralise the little vase on the table between the single-seater sofas. refill the water flask on the pantry shelf. clear the stray pens off his desk.

bzzt.

"mr park? mr sim is here."

startled, jay almost swipes the intercom off his table. "shit," he hisses first, then jabs the button on his intercom that opens the door as well. "door's open."

he hears nam go eun bidding jake goodbye as she steps away, and jay mentally prepares himself as he looks up, eyes immediately locking with jake's. 

"hey," jay greets like he was meeting an old friend after a long time. 

"hey. look, i know you're busy. i said i'd take 10 minutes and i'll keep it at that." 

"yeah, no, sure, it's fine," jay waves it off and gestures to the sofa seaters. "can i get you anything to drink? tea, coffee, water?"

“actually, i just wanted to talk to you about y/n.”

the name strikes a chord. “why? is she okay? didn’t she clock into work today?”

jake licks his lips and bites on his bottom one. “i... don’t know the answers to two of those questions, but i can tell you why. we had... a disagreement.”

the taller leans back on his hips, pulling his shoulders back as he stands straight from the response. 

“we’re not together anymore, or at least... that’s what i’m hoping she knows.”

“what? what happened? what do you mean you ‘hope she knows’? how can she not know she had a break up?”

jake swallows, wishing with every ounce in him that he didn’t have to spell it out for jay. 

“do you love her?”

the question catches jay off-guard. he thinks he’ll get punched in the jaw if he says ‘yes’, so out comes a snarky scoff as he quickly looks away instead. 

“what? please, she’s just a friend. i couldn’t ever-”

“i can’t tell you how much she does, but i know she loves you too.”

jay turns and looks at him. “you can’t say that. you don’t know how she feels.”

“no, i know. i know because that’s how she used to look at me.”

a guilty wave of happiness washes through him, but jay is quick to collect himself again. 

“do you love her?” he asks again. this time, jay can’t find it in him to relent or hide the truth.

“yes.”

“did you come back in hopes of getting together with her?”

jay finds it hard to believe he has thought about all these questions. it’s like jake had this entire conversation with himself, plotted out the responses or follow-up questions for every single scenario. 

“that would’ve been a dream,” jay admits. “but seeing her was enough.”

“why did you ignore her? was it because of me?”

“yeah. i saw you on the first day of work, realised she had a boyfriend and decided to... keep a distance.”

jake gently closes his eyes and breathes. “it broke her heart. i know you did it with good intentions but... the fact that she had so much to say about you not saying anything to her told me alot.”

if their hearts could thump any harder, they’d both be able to hear it. 

“i know this might seem irresponsible of me but she won’t accept the break up unless it’s by force, and i don’t want her to stay with me when i know she loves someone else.”

“everything you’re saying is based on assumption. how do you know this is how she feels?”

jake purses his lips and shows a small smile. “i think right now what’s left is the two of you discussing your feelings. it’s no longer my business how she feels about you, because i know, but it seems like you don’t.”

jay looks up from his hands and at you. it hurt to see the tears collecting in the corner of your eyes - he thought that perhaps jake had gotten it wrong, and that you still loved him - but then you turn to look at him with eyes yearning for so much comfort that he couldn’t resist. 

he scoots across the bench and automatically sets his shoulder by yours, and it’s the most natural thing for you to lean your head against him. 

“do you think you could’ve offered him any more assurance that would change anything?” jay whispers. the question is a joining puzzle piece for you.

“i don’t know.”

the group of kids come out of the convenience store, giggling with ice cream and ice-popsicles.

“did you know? or rather... what do you think... is happening?”

jay inhales a deep breath, feeling your head move on his shoulder. “too many things. i don’t think you’re in the right headspace to think about this and i don’t think i have the authority to share my opinion.”

“but your opinion’s important.”

“and you’re going through a backhanded break up,” jay turns and tries to talk into your hair, but he remembers the invisible wall that’s been there forever. “i don’t think my opinion matters now, or at least... not yet.”

he hears you hum in response - he doesn’t know if you agreed or even listened. 

“i just didn’t think it’d end this way.”

“but did you know it’d end?”

a pause. 

“yeah. i knew... the moment i caved when we were in japan and asked you and you told me you’d never leave me, and then again when we were on that bridge your father used to take us to and you told me you came back because of me. i realised i had begun daydreaming about you and all the time we lost... instead of thinking about what i had with jake,” a deep sigh. “it feels so detached. i shouldn’t be able to say this all to you so easily, especially when you were the cause of all this. no offence.”

“none taken.”

“i just wish i knew you’d come back, then i wouldn’t have gotten into a relationship with jake and had his heart broken.”

“as much as he’s hurting now, i’m sure he doesn’t regret it. you must’ve had so many good times and memories with him.”

“you think?” a small smile pulls your lips as you sit up, turning to him with the tears dried in the corners of your eyes. 

“i know,” jay returns the smile. 

jay stares sombrely at jake, unable to process the entire conversation. even searching for a reply was difficult. jake can read the confusion and the inability to respond, so he purses his lips and takes a brave step forward.

“i don’t know how you two are going to play out, or what her immediate response to this whole thing will be, but i’m not one to sit around and watch as someone else becomes her best shot at happiness. i’ve... made plenty of amazing memories with her, but you were the one who made her the way she is now. call it a conscience, but i won’t stand between the two of you when you clearly belong together.”

he holds out his hand and sucks in a deep breath. “i trust you’ll take good care of her.”

jay looks down first, then back up at jake’s eyes before he slowly takes his hand. “with everything i have.”

“okay, okay! what can you break without holding or touching it?”

“oh! um- um- um-!”

“promise,” wooshik whispers into mi rae’s ear.

“a PROMISE!” mi rae stands and points at you before turning to wooshik on the couch next to her. “aye, that brain of yours- you could give me half of it and i’d still be dumber than you.”

you shake your head disapprovingly as you set down the game card, sliding it across the table to mi rae. “cheating, i’d say.”

“alright, that was our last round, wasn’t it?” jay leans back in his chair and yawns. “time to go home.”

“we did not invite you to come be a party pooper, mr CEO-in-training,” mi rae rests her fists on her hips and holds her arms akimbo. 

“what do you mean?” jay laughs and stands, picking up his bag. “look at the time. go home and get some rest, you have that report due next week, don’t you? don’t think you should be out wasting your weekend away when you should be-”

“oh, blah!” mi rae waves him off, grabbing her purse in a swift motion. “would you tell your man to back off? i can’t do it, he’d fire me!”

“i would not!” jay trails quickly after mi rae, leaving the room behind her. wooshik stays for a moment with you in the game room, looking up at you who was standing. 

“how are you holding up?” he quietly asks, carefully stacking the plastic cups and tidying up the table of now-empty snack bowls. 

“alright,” you turn to him and give him a small smile. “thanks for asking.”

“i hope you don’t take it to heart that mi rae says these things so mindlessly,” he stands and pats down his shirt. “mr kim’s been loading her with decks to present and emails to send out so.”

“i heard. it’s alright, it doesn’t bother me.”

wooshik reaches out and gently pats your shoulder. hurried footsteps return to the game room and jay’s head pops out around the frame of the door, with mi rae’s right below his. 

“you two coming or having a sleepover?” mi rae raising a curious brow. 

“we’re going!” wooshik gestures to the table. “we’re just cleaning up the mess the both of you made!”

perhaps this was how it meant to turn out. perhaps it wasn’t. but as you walk down the corridor with jay and mi rae bickering with each other, wooshik pulls out his phone to show you the pictures he took with mi rae on their third date.

you know because he wouldn’t really shut up about it. 

then there’s jay, hesitant to make a move and change your dynamics. you know for a fact he’s been going back and forth with himself in his head like a fencing match about whether he should be making a move - after all, it’s been a couple of months since jake broke up with you. 

but he hasn’t, and you know it’s because he’s waiting for you to be ready for it when it happens. yet, the question is: are you?

“you sure you guys don’t want a ride home? i’m already driving y/n home.”

“and be a couple of cockblocks? pshht, no!”

you roll your eyes and shake your head at her. 

“i’ll see her home, don’t worry. see you guys monday,” wooshik carefully tugs on mi rae’s cardigan, sliding her purse off her shoulder and taking it instead. “night! text when you guys get home.”

“use protection!” mi rae giggles before wooshik disapprovingly pulls her back towards the nearest bus stop. 

“goodnight!” jay waves, and gets two in return. 

the saturday night wind brushes across your face as he turns around to face you, nodding in the direction of the carpark. 

“i’m surprised your dad let you drive.”

“oh, my dad was perfectly fine with it. mr kwon was the one who was adamant on sending a chauffeur but i convinced him i didn’t need a chaperone if i’m hanging out with you.”

“you know,” you get the door open, but pause at it. “i think mr kwon doesn’t like me very much.”

“don’t think he likes anybody much except my father,” jay laughs and stands beside you. 

you turn and offer him a small, confused smile, hand on the top rim of the car door. “what?”

“what do you mean ‘what’? get in.”

“i can close the door on my own, jay,” you laugh and gently jab him in the shoulder, trying to shove him back. but he doesn’t budge, instead, resting his palms on the rim of the door - fingers just barely brushing against yours - and the other on the roof of the car. 

he leans forward, slowly, and for a moment, your heart stops. 

but then, out comes a harsh blow into your face, and a frown cements into your forehead with bewilderment. 

“there was a thing in your eye lashes,” he clears his throat, then proceeds to fix your fringe that he blew out of place. “get in the car, woman! else i’ll just take off without you.”

resentment. anger. shame. 

he presses a hand on your head and pushes you into the car, ignoring the look of ‘i’m gonna fucking kill you’ plastered to your face. 

the door slams shut as he closes it, and you’re frowning to yourself with your tongue poking the inside of your cheek as he walks around the vehicle. 

just who does he think he is? wasn’t he the one being all mushy and shit back then? is he toying with me now? what the actual fu-

the door opens and the car jerks when he dumps himself into the driver’s.

he sits in still silence - even the air-conditioning wasn’t on - so you turn and look at him with the most confused eyes you could muster. 

“are we not going?”

jay chuckles, sniffling and resting a palm on the steering wheel. “i was just- sorry, i just can’t get over the look on your face.”

“what?” is he joking? “what in the actual fuck are you-”

then this rush of courage waves through jay from his hips and up his torso, propelling his hands to reach across the length of the centre console. 

it wasn’t the most comfortable kiss, you’ll admit it, but jay had managed to hold your face with both his hands, thumbs on your cheeks and his fringe tickling your lids.

his breath is hot, but slow - he’s trying his best not to hyperventilate into your nostrils. frankly, you were surprised with how beautifully his head was tilted to fit yours, but he must be stretching something in his body, for his breathing slowly begins to shake and you interrupt this moment with a light giggle. 

“what?” he pulls away, eyes widened and cautious. 

“nothing,” you laugh and shake your head, face still in his palms. “you’re gonna pull a muscle if you stay in that position.”

“oh,” he gingerly blinks, hurriedly pulling his hands away and retreating into his seat. “sorry. it played out alot better in my head.”

you bite your bottom lip and look forwards, tasting the coca-cola sweetness from the lollipop he had earlier. “‘better’ as in, seeing if i was gonna punch you in the jaw for whatever nonsense you just pulled outside?” raising an unhappy brow with a side-glance, you squint at him. 

“i was... testing the waters.”

“oh,” you reply sarcastically, shaking your head and looking out the window. “well, water’s cold now, so.”

“aw, just shut up and leave the moment alone, will you?” jay huffs, embarrassed and irritated. he pulls the car into drive and moves out of the carpark. 

there’s an amateur kind of puppy love hanging in the air as jay drives you home, the innocent glances in the reflection of the glass and the long inhales, thinking about what to say, but then... nothing comes out. 

you managed through the 10 minute drive in silence, only for jay to get out of the car (read: hurtle) just to get the door open for you. 

this whole situation feels stupid, you think. who is this man and what has he done with jay?

when you get to your doorstep, the light’s already off - your parents have gone to sleep knowing you were out with your colleagues and your best fr-

“so... about that just now,” jay shoves his anxious hands into his pockets, looking up at you from the bottom of the stairs. you turn, looking down at him and watching the porch light illuminate all the high points of his face.

his nose, his brows, cheekbones and eyes. his upper lip - that seemed to have been stained by your lipstick. 

“what about it?” the coyness in your face puts a snarky smirk on jay’s face as he scoffs. 

“my bad. for being a jerk,” he nods and begins slowly going up the stairs. 

“ah, aren’t you ten minutes too late?” your eyes slowly travel from looking down to looking up when he finally stands on the same platform as you, his shadow covering your eyes and the only things visible on his face his bright eyes. 

“i was ten years too late,” he whispers now, reaching up to cup your cheek and tilting his head. “i think you can handle ten minutes.”

this time, it’s perfect. 

[enhypen-shika]

Noël Dubois, better known as Shika Nakaya (japanese: 鹿 中矢; born December 9th, 2005) is a fictional French-Japanese singer, dancer and songwriter. In November 2020 she made her debut as a member of the co-ed group Enhypen that was created through the survival show I-land under BE:LIFT Entertainment.

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Idol AU (specify if the reader is an idol or not!);

Single parent AU (specify who is the single parent);

High School AU (for Enhypen minors especially);

Harry Potter/Hogwarts AU;

Royal AU;

Sport AU (specify the sport);

Model AU;

Percy Jackson/Demigods AU;

Avengers/Superpowers AU;

Soulmate AU (tattoo, red string etc.. specify if you want);

Fantasy AU;

Police AU;

Street racers AU;

Fighter AU;

Firefighter AU;

if you want other AUs let me know.

Things I'm not comfortable writing about

NSFW (I can write spicy and skip to the morning after but not total smut);

Minor/Adult relationships.

Asks

You can send asks till this event is open without limits, I accept emoji anons if you want to! You can specify everything you want about the reader, I want my stories to be as inclusive as possibile...As I said specify as much as you want, or don't I just need a member and a song, do as you prefer! <3

Now,,, OH MY GOD??? 130 FOLLOWERS?!?!? Thank you so much, really, it means a lot to me…I hope you like this event! <3

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[ericshoney]

Taken ~ Chapter five

Y/n POV

I was told to sit down in this room by Heeseung, who gave me his name before leaving me alone. I look around and see a drinks cabinet on the wall, various bottles of spirits and alcohol lined up with many sized glasses. I see different weapons behind a glass cabinet. Different style of guns and knives. I notice a knife a couple seats away from me. I quickly get up, slipping the small blade into the top of my boot just as the door opens.

I turn around to see Heeseung with six other males and a female. They all sit down, Heeseung taking the seat at the head of the table, the female on his left, Jay if I remember, on his right.

''So Y/n here has taken the wise choice of joining Enhypen.'' Heeseung begins speaking, Jay laughs.

''That's only because the other choice is death.'' He replies.

''As you said. We don't kill a female unless they've seriously done wrong. Y/n witnessed a murder but I have a feeling she'll be a good addition to the group.'' Heeseung continues.

''Now introductions. Y/n in case you've forgotten, I'm Heeseung, boss of Enhypen. Guys, your turn.'' He finishes. I look at the group listening to them each talk.

''Name Jay, kidnapper.''

''Niki. I'm the spy.''

''Jungwon, hacker.''

''Sunoo, torturer.''

''Sunghoon. Distraction.''

''Jake. Sniper and assassin.''

''Each member is skilled in combat but also seduction.'' I look at Heeseung.

''Seduction?'' I repeat the word, making the males chuckle.

''Yes seduction. We know how to seduce someone using our looks. Better watch out, babe.'' Jay responds with a smirk.

Heeseung gives him a glance but doesn't say anything. I just nod, but remember the small female next to Heeseung, who's been very quiet. I guess Heeseung noticed me looking at her because he speaks up.

''Finally this is my younger sister Thea. She doesn't have an official role in the group.'' He tells me.

''Other than looking cute.'' Sunghoon spoke with a smile.

''What's my role?'' I ask.

''You'll train with each member possibly to see where you fit.'' He tells me.

''Wait w-what about a medic?'' I suggest.

''A medic? As in doctor?'' I nod.

''Yeah. None of you said that was your role. I-I can be the person to patch you up if something goes wrong. If you get hurt. As you know, my father was a doctor, I learned everything about first aid and more.'' I reply. The members look at Heeseung who nods.

''Alright then. Doctor it is. However if I find out you've chosen that to make up some plan, all I say is, it won't be pretty for you.'' I just nod.

''O-Okay. D-Do I have a bedroom?'' I question.

''Yes. Thea can show you to it and around the house.'' He answers. I nod and stand up. Thea leans near her brother as he whispers in her ear. She nods before leading me out the room. All I can focus on his the knife in my boot.

[hergo]

FUZU AIMI

𖠗 ࣭ About

Dengan gamer cantik idaman di sini! Saya Fuzu Aimi akrab dipanggil Fuyi dan Fuzi siap nemenin kamu! Aku akan terus ada buat kamu sampai kamu nyaman dan bahagia! Aku ada buat kamu dari mulai berisiknya aku di pagi hari kayak burung sampai malam hari pas kamu udah nguap-nguap mau tidur. Aku di sini selain jadi pacarmu juga bisa jadi support system apalagi nge-Angela-in kamu pas match MLBB. Jiakh.

Aku orangnya cukup asik untuk diajak berbicara perkara permainan video (mlbb), anime, western things, kpop, ships (on true pairing) manga, manhwa, manhua, karena aku antusias sama apa saja. Diriku akan membangun rasa asik dan seru di antara kita berdua. Selain itu aku receh dan gombal banget.

I’m a mlbb player. Aku dengan role mm brutal bisa gendong kamu kalau kamu bisa cover aku. Eh tapi bercanda! Aku gabisa gendong, tapi kalau kamu serius aku serius buat main. Selain role mm, aku ini juga pake role support, exp, dan mage. Aku belum bisa tank karena harus sabar dan nunggu moment. Tapi aku lagi belajar juga si pakai tank (Gloo dan Atlas). Kalau assassin, hm.. aku bisa.. cuman ya.. cba cbz (cuman bisa Aamon, cuman bisa Zilong) Maaf aku gabisa Ling dan Lancelot apalagi Hanzo. Ohiya. Tierku masih badak kalau buat sekarang setelah season hapus. Aku cukup pede dan brutal kalau dikasih hero Angela (mage roaming) dan Natan (gold lane). Ohiya aku bukan kang gendong akun ML ya… apalagi kang joki roamer… karena aku hanyalah Talent GF biasa, please don’t blame me if I did a badplay in game.

Name: Fuzu Aimi

Nickname: Fuyi/Fuzi.

MBTI: INTX-T

Zodiac: Virgo sun, Scorpio moon, Sagitarius rising.

Love Language: Quality time and Acts of Service

Pronouns: Any pronouns

Main muse: Yoon Seeun STAYC

Side muse: All STAYC and IZ*ONE members, Lee Jooyeon Xdinary, Park Jay Enhypen, Park Sooyoung Red Velvet, Nancy Momoland, Mina Myoui TWICE, Semi Eita Haikyuu, Sakusa Kiyoomi Haikyuu, Fushiguro Megumi JJK, Chizuru Ichinose Rent A GF (flexible bisa jadi apa yang kamu inginkan termasuk anime).

Age: 18+

Orientation: Bi (male lean)

Role: Switch Versatile. (dom lean)

PROS

Menjaga rahasiamu dengan baik.

Tidak memiliki kata yang memicu amarah.

Dapat menjadi anime.

Pendengar terbaik dan bukan orang yang menghakimi.

Menyediakan layanan OTP dan VN.

Melayani hal berkaitan dengan NSFW dengan konsen kedua belah pihak.

Cook date, food date, game date, mall date, shopping date, book date, are allowed.

Bisa menjadi apa yang kamu inginkan, termasuk character dan role.

CONS

Tidak melayani alcohol date dan jarang untuk ciggs date.

Tidak melayani pacar orang.

Agak sibuk pada siang hari.

LIKES & INTEREST

Anime, Manga/hua/hwa, Movies, Sport, V-Tuber, JKT 48, Spotify Alternative, RnB, Hip-Hop, Classical Music. Games, MLBB, Twitch, TikTok, Memes, Poetry, Socialism, Cooking, Food, Work, Out, Animals, Sea, Shopping, Skincare.

𖠗 ࣭ Terms and Conditions

Bekerja pada 15.00 – 23.00 WIB (flexible)

Diharapkan menjaga privasi antara kedua belah pihak.

Dilarang membagikan hasil PAP, VN, SS, dll. tanpa persetujuan.

Layanan tersedia untuk CA/FA/Rant/Anitwt

Available on KKT, TELE, IG, TWT.

Menyediakan layanan Girlfriend (BXG, GXG, BXB), Bestie, Sister, dan mungkin beberapa tropes yang kamu inginkan.

Melayani NSFW dan SFW but mainly SFW (yang lain-lain dapat dibicarakan).

Memaklumi keterlambatan dan kesibukkan. Jika tidak puas dan talent menghilang 5 jam bisa reschedule atau refund.

Klien diharapkan menulis formulir dan keinginan dengan jelas.

Klien harap memberikan testimoni agar saya menjadi lebih baik kedepannya.

𖠗 ࣭ Services details and rates

Hourly

All free services, 2 clients/sesi 4.000/jam

Sister/Bestie/Platonic

All free services, 1 client/platform 10.000/hari

Regular SFW

Only free services, 2 clients/platform 10.000/hari

VIP SFW

Only, free services, 1 client/platform + spotify session 1 jam + 1 additional (pilih)15.000/hari

VVIP SFW

Free services, one and only, + spotify session 1 jam + PDA + Put name in bio + 1 additional (pilih) 20.000/hari

VVIP NSFW

Free services, one and only, + spotify session 2 jam + PDA + Put name in bio + Sesi NSFW + 1 additional (pilih) 25.000/hari

ONS

Free service + 2-3 jam sesi NSFW 15.000/sesi

Free services

Face claim

Ava request

Pet name request

Typing request

Additional services

NSFW 10k/hour

VN 10k/unlimited

OTP 15k/hour

Sposses 4k/hour

MLBB troll/up wr/rank 10k/3 match serius gak serius on discussion

Movie date on discussion room/bills on customers.

Food date on discussion bills on customers.

Cooking date on discussion

Study date on discussion

Ciggs date (mood on discussion)

AU date on discussion

Layout couple on discussion bills on customers.

Other date mari berdiskusi.

𖠗 ࣭ FORM

Nama :

Username twitter

Pronouns :

Orientation :

Tipe akun :

Face claim klien :

Platfom + ID / username :

Durasi rent :

Tanggal mulai :

Tanggal berakhir :

Hubungan : ( BxG , GxG , Sister , Bestie / Fam / BXB )

Paket : ( Hourly / BESTIE / SISTER / Reguler / VIP SFW / VVIP SFW / VVIP NSFW / ONS )

Face claim rikues :

Pet name rikues :

Typing rikues :

Imagine : YA / TIDAK

Do ( s ) :

Don't ( s ) :

Deskripsi tentang klien :

Tipe ideal / yang membuat kamu nyaman :

Additional service :

NSFW

NSFW Fetish / Kinks :

Dirty Talk / Imagine :

Rough / Soft :

Frontal / Semi frontal :

Foto nsfw / gif : YES / NO Batasan :

Ekspektasi client terhadap saya : Rikues lain :

twitter account: hosloe

telegram: heavehly

channel: aimiu

form: link

[pupphe-additions]

✴Jamie's Male Idol Friends pt. 1✴

Jamie x Beomgyu (TXT) 12/10

Quote: "A good friend is a connection to life- a tie to the past, a road to the future, and the key to sanity in a totally insane world.” Dynamic: Boyfriends

Beomgyu’s contact in Jamie’s phone is “My Prince”

Jamie and Beomgyu have shared a bed together and Jamie has stated that’s the best he’s slept.

Jamie enjoys cooking for Beomgyu and enjoys watching him happily eat what he made.

Jamie likes to kiss Beomgyu on his face.

Beomgyu has stated that cuddling with Jamie relieves a lot of anxiety for him.

They lowkey act like a married couple when together.

Beomgyu and Jamie take a lot of sus photos that if they posted would get them a dating scandal.

Jamie and Beomgyu are very touchy when together and enjoy hugging and holding hands.

Beomgyu has Jamie’s phone password.

Jamie enjoys flaunting his friendship with Beomgyu.

Jamie likes to kiss Beomgyu’s hands as a way to greet him.

Beomgyu enjoys “stealing” kisses and gentle touches from Jamie when they hang out with one another.

They will take photos every single time they are together.

They enjoy making memories with one another.

Jamie very much likes to hype Beomgyu up and has stated that he is Beomgyu’s number one fan.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Jamie x Soobin (TXT) 10/10

Quote: “Because of you, I laugh a little harder, cry a little less, and smile a lot more." Dynamic: Platonic Soulmates

Soobin’s contact in Jamie’s phone is “Foodie Binnie”

Soobin and Jamie enjoy cooking together and eating together.

Jamie likes to bring Soobin food anytime he sees him.

These two are also very touchy and like to give each other piggyback rides.

Soobin tends to mother Jamie from time to time.

They talk about their friendship often because they have a lot of fond memories.

Anytime Jamie needs to cry he tends to go to Soobin but then they just end up sobbing together.

They always listen to how each other are feeling.

Jamie has stated that he would do mukbangs with Soobin if he was allowed to.

Jamie really enjoys clinging to Soobin and Soobin calls Jamie a baby koala.

Soobin has called Jamie his platonic soulmate before and ever since then fans call their friendship goals and they demand to see more interactions.

Soobin enjoys booping Jamie on his nose before leaving after they’ve hung out.

They sometimes get loud when together but Jamie is always the first to notice and he will quickly quiet down.

They feed off of each other's energies so when one is sad so is the other and vice versa.

Jamie always prioritizes spending time with Soobin when he has free time.

[quaissants]

❝  AND  THE  TRUTH  IS  I  DIDN’T  REALLY  MATTER  ˒  𝐢.   general  tidbits

NEW YEAR & THEME  =  OLD POTATO!   hi, my name’s mona, but you may know me as the ultimate procrastinator, crybaby gemini, angst queen, 1/2 of deobi’s gremlins.. wow those are a lot of titles-  i’m an 04 liner whose pronouns are she / her, and i’m (weirdly enough.. maybe the site glitched when i took the test) an infp with nothing but said test results to back this theory up!

come to think of it, you may have found me through my other sideblogs like appleofthemoon (yandere + dark content)  cupofikeu  (filo au content)  soleurs  (all of us are dead + one piece)  wencore  (reading recs)  atolua  (ateez addition)  en-lista  (enhypen addition)  panoralis + labitule  (oc girl groups)  ..  yes, there are a couple more but they’re my secret treasures ~ unless you’re matty who i cannot keep a secret from after 3-5 business days..

oh! yes, i do write for plenty of kpop male idols, but my mains are enhypen and the boyz (’though do feel free to check out my misc. masterlist!) my dream? to be in love earn money, lots and lots of it! and i believe in one thing only: i’m not totally useless, for my purpose is to be used as a bad example ♡

HE  SAID  HE  LIED  SO  I  WOULDN’T  BE SADDER   ˒  𝐢𝐢.   rules  &  dni  criteria

writing is a hobby, not a job. the official translation is that you’re not allowed to harass me with asks of when am i going to post again. actually, it’s an unspoken law that every creator, human or alien, should not receive that treatment

this blog is dedicated to sfw works for the artists listed below. no buts, no coconuts.

i try my best to write each fic with a gender neutral reader in mind but sometimes i may not be able to do that, so please note the details on the fic before continuing 

this is a safe space for everyone, i promise you that. if you find something in one of my stories that you feel must have a warning, please send me an ask so i can fix it

DNI if you fit the basic criteria: disrespectful towards others’ gender, race, beliefs, religions / hater of kpop / plagiarizer / a rude person in general, supporter of israel

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GENERATION.  i am a member of @hiraya-m  @k-labels​  @enhanet  @deoboyznet & owner of @bluesia​

DRAMA.  karma  enhypen  ..  babydoll  the boyz  ..   venus  pretty humans  ..  om nom  asks  ..  attention please!  mona talks to herself  ..  rose our glasses  milestones  ..  louvre girl  lovely mutuals  ..  mona mania  tag games  ..  navillera  aesthetics

LOVEMAIL.  ..i have no anons so-

[m00niesk7]

𝙏𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙙-𝘿𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙

masterlist🐻

outfit note: kiha wears the same outfit as sunghoon (top left) but he has a white glove instead

𝘭𝘺𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘴

정답은 지금 알 수 없어

(jeongdabeun jigeum al su eopseo) (0:45s - 0:48s)

정답이 아니라 해도

(jeongdabi anira haedo) (1:19s - 1:20s)

Oh 멈춰야만 하나

(Oh meomchweoyaman hana)

탁한 시야 꿈에 중독된 나

(takhan shiya kkume jungdokdwen na) (1:28s - 1:34s)

Summer (2:00s)

일단 뛰어 

(ildan ttwieo) (2:03s - 2:04s)

정답이 아니라 해도

(jeongdabi anira haedo) (3:27s - 3:28s)

[aohisworld]

okay!! i'll type put my questions. if answering some questions will lead to a spoiler, you need not answer that question!!

so i was wondering how the songs will be performed in concerts and stuff? because for the first few albums xiuhi were not present... so they are assigned a part, or do they not perform in those songs?

and you've shown us a gist of how enha members feel about the addition, what about the fans? like what was the percentage of fans who were enthusiastic about the addition, the fans who didn't know what to feel and the fans who outright hated the change?

and do you have ideas of how xiuhi's autographs look like?

will xiuhi get any unit songs?

and last one, what are xiuhi's mic colours?

curious being anon

Me jumping for joy— I love answering questions about my ocs she’s basically my babie TEEHEE — let’s answer these questions in an organized way!

How does enhypen’s concert performances work now with Xiuhi?

So, I'd imagine them like Seventeen's concerts, I'd say different units would appear and get off of stage.

For example, The boys would be able to play their songs from before the girls' debut with them, and the girls would be able to do their songs from their sub-unit [L!ON3SS].

This gives either the girls/boys some time to relax while either group performs. Seventeen does this with their sub-units!

I'd also see them be able to take over one of the boys' spot if one of the male members couldn't perform for any reason. Sometimes they kind of just harmonize with the boys.

What did the fans think of Xiuhi's addition to ENHYPEN?

I think about ¾ of the fandom either doesn't care, became fans when Xiuhi were already in the group, or supported the co-ed change. Obviously there will be some fans who don't like the addition and would preferred ENHYPEN as a boy group, but you know, what can they do?

Honestly Xiuhi doesn't bother with the fans who don't enjoy their presence within enhypen because frankly there's nothing they can do, even if the girls understood their dislike for them, this is Xiuhi's careers, they love all of their fans, even the ones who don't want the girls in the group, but some things are inevitable.

What do Xiuhi's Autographs look like?

I actually did have some idea of what I wanted their autographs to look like! Spoiler warning, I do like Xiulin's better.

See, Xiulin's signature has a specific X, the roman numeral for Ten, that is to say, she's always 10/10, ya know? Honestly, Xiulin has a better handwriting than I do HAHAH

Aohi's signature could be interpreted two different ways, one as a star, two as a flower. One, Aohi's vibe is kind of, galaxies, stars, rockstar, out of this world-esque. It was fair to match her with a star.

Secondly, a flower, specifically a Hibiscus, in the Philippines, they're called gumamela. (goo-mah-mel-ah) Aohi's childhood home was filled with these shrubs that grew them, and she incorporated those flowers into her signature.

Will Xiuhi get any unit songs?

Actually, I do have a playlist for Xiuhi's sub-unit, but it's unifinished, despite this anyway, I'll share -> here!

Xiuhi's sub-unit is mix-up, just like nmixx, with a dash of KIOF and XG.

What are Xiuhi's mic colours?

Lavender and Mint! Lavender for Aohi's signature colour, and Mint for Xiulin's signature colour!

[niki-phoria]

Hi ! Can I request an enha scenario?

Where m!reader is the 8th member and they’re all just doing idol stuff?

Like maybe they’re doing an interview or en-o’clock episode, there’s not anything specific I want so you can just have fun with it lol

Soz if this didn’t make sense I haven’t requested anything in so long 😭 but I absolutely luv your blog (*´ω｀*) !!

they all look so cute here

pairing: ot7 enhypen x 8th member!male!reader (he/him pronouns) genre: fluff word count: 1.3k

includes: platonic enha, i was gonna make this romantic but there wasn't a member specified and ik not everyone is into poly fics so i didn't, niki is my bias so he's mentioned the most here but i tried to keep it semi-equal, this is literally just the latest en o'clock ep but i added a self insert into it lmao

reader's outfit is based on this pic

a/n: thank you so much for requesting !! this makes perfect sense, don't worry. this lowkey gave me an excuse to rewatch the latest en o'clock ep lmao. i'm so glad you like my work, it means so much to me <33 i hope you like it :))

additional note: it's been taking me longer to post fics lately because i schedule to have them posted daily so the time kinda adds up yk but i promise requests are done i just don't want to post multiple fics every day

requests open !! read my rules first

you follow jungwon, niki, and sunghoon as you enter the set. there are lights set up angled towards a white wall along with a few props set aside on tables on the left side of the room. “oh, it’s loose,” jungwon tugs at the scarf around his neck. “stylist!” you chuckle, watching as sunghoon pulls the fabric taut and tucks it back in. 

“okay, other team!” jungwon calls. behind the camera, a staff member silently gestures for the others to enter from where they’re standing on the side. 

“wow!” 

“they look so much cooler than us!” 

you laugh, tugging at your sleeves. “who styled who?” jungwon asks. 

“i styled sunoo and heeseung-hyung styled jake.” jay answers. he rolls the lollypop in his mouth. it’s a nice accessory to his outfit. 

“i like y/n’s style,” heeseung comments. “he looks really good.” 

“let’s explain how we picked the clothing,” jungwon prompts, gesturing to niki. “niki, please explain your style.” 

niki nods, quickly readjusting your outfit before he begins. “so, if you look here, the key point is the leather jacket. the name of his outfit is cool.” you let him maneuver your body around to show the different aspects of his design. 

“it looks really comfortable,” sunoo says. 

“it is,” you hum. 

“i picked a jacket that y/n would look good in,” niki continues, tugging at the thin silver chain around your neck. “and i chose the necklace because it matches his rings and because he is handsome. that’s it.” you tug the sleeves up a little, holding your hands up towards the camera to show the thin silver bands around your fingers.

“okay,” jake claps. 

you gently push niki forwards to be closer to the cameras. “about niki’s style. the name of this look is dark.”

“dark,” heeseung repeats. “i like it.” 

“i wanted to keep it light and comfortable,” you explain, gesturing to the jacket. “so the top is simple and the pants are loose jeans.”

niki holds his hand out for you, tugging you into a half-hug. you join the others in applauding when he lets go before jungwon and sunghoon begin, followed by jay and sunoo and finally heeseung and jake.

“we can’t go outside like this,” sunghoon says, looking down at his clothing, “but they could wear those out.” 

“i think they look nice too,” jungwon gestures to you and niki. “it's just the two of us…” sunghoon reassuringly pats his back.

“you’ll look good in the photoshoot,” you say. 

“ah, that’s right,” jungwon smiles. 

“it is photo time now?” 

“yes.” 

“who will take the pictures?” sunghoon asks. 

“we will,” jungwon answers. 

"really?"

“you’ll use the props to take pictures.” a staff member instructs from behind the camera. after a chorus of ‘okay’s, you begin. 

there are a variety of items set out on the table as you approach. you join niki as you look through the candy set out. 

“y/n, take a picture of me,” jungwon calls, standing in front of the wall. you hold the camera up, focusing it on him before snapping a few pictures. 

“how does it look?” sunoo asks, leaning over jay to see the image on the computer. 

jungwon joins him. “i look good,” he smiles. 

“there are reflectors,” jake calls as he pulls them out. the light bounces off of the silver film, creating a nice glow on anything it touches. 

“jake, let’s start now,” jay announces into a plastic megaphone. “everyone, please be quiet.” 

“we don’t know how to use these,” he laughs as sunghoon holds them up behind him. 

“here,” you reach over to grab one, angling it so the light hits jake’s face. “you use them to direct the light.” 

“woah,” the boys murmur in awe. you hold it in place, keeping the glow on jake’s face as niki takes the camera to snap a few pictures. 

“niki looks like a real photographer,” heeseung smiles. 

jake hangs his leg off of the side of the chair as he poses. niki kneels down to get a few different angles as he continues taking photos. 

“okay, next person,” jake stands up, joining sunoo behind the computer. 

“niki, you go next,” you urge, taking the camera from him. you hold it up, snapping a few pictures as he poses. he looks effortless as he angles his body in front of the white wall behind him. he tugs the hood of his jacket over his head and holds the lollypop between his lips in place with his teeth. 

“wait, should we use props?” jake asks. 

heeseung pulls the chair back out in front of the wall for niki to sit on. he leans towards the camera as he poses as you snap even more pictures of him. 

“y/n’s good at this,” sunoo comments. 

jay hums. “he and niki are like real photographers.” 

jungwon goes next, tugging on a pair of green gloves as sunghoon takes the camera. you lean over niki’s shoulder as he sits down beside jay. sunghoon kneels down on the ground to take pictures of jungwon from different angles. 

you laugh when sunghoon lays down on the ground, propping the camera up with his chest. “what is he doing?” sunoo laughs.

“it’s part of his process,” you defend, watching the new pictures he takes as they come up on the screen. sunghoon switches positions again, now sticking his leg up in the air. 

“why are you lifting your leg?” niki asks. 

jungwon sits down on the chair as sunghoon checks the pictures on the monitor. “we can’t use this,” jay chuckles. 

“we can’t?” 

“let y/n take the pictures,” jungwon calls. “he’s good at this.” he holds a giant lollypop in his hand as he poses. 

sunghoon goes next, dramatically pushing his body up on the chair. “is this performance art?” sunoo laughs. 

“take a close up,” sunghoon instructs, gesturing for you to come closer. you zoom in as he stands up, posing in front of the white wall. 

“director y/n,” heeseung calls. 

“director y/n,” the others agree. 

“okay, heeseung next,” jay instructs. “director y/n!” 

“relax,” you smile as heeseung sits down on the chair. “let’s change the props, they’re all the same.” 

“okay,” jungwon props up three poles as heeseung pushes the chair out of the way again. sunoo helps, holding a reflector up from the side. 

“wow,” they cheer. “you look really good!” 

“this is embarrassing,” heeseung laughs. 

“why don’t we use the stairs?” you set the camera aside, helping niki push them into frame. jay sits down on them as sunoo slides a pair of round, black sunglasses over his eyes. you quickly snap a few pictures of him before handing the camera off to jake for sunoo’s turn. 

heeseung pats your shoulder as sunoo positions himself on the stairs. he pulls one knee up, hanging an arm on it. “you look great!” jungwon announces into the megaphone. jake lays down on the ground to take a picture from underneath him as sunghoon holds a blanket up behind sunoo to create a makeshift wall. 

“group shot?” heeseung asks once they finish. 

“yeah, let’s take a group shot.” jungwon agrees. jake sets the camera on a tripod, preparing it as you join the others on the stairs. you kneel next to heeseung in front of niki's legs as the shutter goes off. niki repositions himself for the second shot, leaving his hand on your shoulder. 

after a few more shots, you finally settle on one where you’re all confident in your looks. jungwon claps as you wander around set. “good job!” 

heeseung joins in, applauding with him. “good job, everyone.”