#sunoo fluff

[dazzlingjaeyun]

ꜱᴛᴀʀꜱᴛʀᴜᴄᴋ – ᴋɪᴍ ꜱᴜɴᴏᴏ

music business major!sunoo x fem!reader

୨୧ genre: love at first sight – college au!, fluff |  words: 5.7k | cw: alcohol consumption, sunoo is just very in love and this is lowkey cliché ୨୧

hanna says: i originally wrote this one for euijoo on my &team blog, so in case this seems familiar to anyone; yes, i plagiarized myself. thank you to @brklynbabyjay for reading over this and reassuring me with it and thank you to @jayparked for putting me onto the idea of cross-posting my stuff in the first place (and the constant encouragement) <3

sunoo had never been the type to receive a lot of attention from others. he wasn't disliked, he just went unnoticed – overlooked, despite his bright and outgoing personality. but he didn't mind. he liked it that way; being in his own little bubble that consisted of more or less boring classes, late night studying, his favourite tv shows, and weekends spent on jam sessions with his best friend jay. it was peaceful like that and he wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

until he met you.

sunoo was squeezing through the crowded college hallways, lost in thought about the upcoming exam period, and mentally organizing how to spread out all the study materials over the next two weeks, when a bright, unfamiliar laugh pierced through the haze of his thoughts.

almost instantly, his eyes found the source of the sound – and he swore he could feel his heart sink. for a moment, he stood frozen, completely taken aback as he took in the image a few feet away from him. the way he could see your eyes light up even from the distance and how you seemed to outshine everyone else without even trying. how the smile you wore made his heart pound heavily against his chest, its warmth embracing him and leaving him unable to look away.

it wasn’t until a dull ache in his shoulder brought him back to reality that he finally gathered his thoughts.

"how about not standing in the middle of the hallway," sunoo heard an irritated student mutter as they walked around his frozen figure. mumbling a half-hearted apology, the boy quickly stepped aside.

when he looked back at you, you were gone, the spot that where you were standing just moments ago now empty – yet somehow, the warmth of your laugh seemed to stay. sunoo quickly shook his head as if that could change the fact that it suddenly seemed to only have space for you. out of sight, out of mind? hell no.

as he continued his way to the cafeteria, he tried hard to not allow you to consume his thoughts, but it was no use. it was almost ridiculous, he thought, how just about twenty seconds of seeing you could completely take over his mind. he didn't even know your name, and until two minutes ago, he hadn’t known you existed at all.

determined to not let his mind’s chaos show on his face, sunoo tightened his grip around the straps of his backpack and took a deep breath before stepping into the cafeteria and scanning the room for his best friend.

"sunoo! everything good?" jay greeted him once the younger found him sitting at a table.

"yes," he replied, almost a little too quickly. "why wouldn't everything be good?"

jay furrowed his brows, leaning back in his chair a bit, and scanned his best friend's face carefully. "you know," he started, "i usually ask. but honestly, today you're being weird about it." jay crossed his arms in front of his chest. "so, what's up?"

sunoo quickly looked down, knowing damn well he couldn’t lie to his friend face-to-face, and silently cursed himself for trying too hard to hide how he really felt. he'd always been awkward when trying to play it cool, and jay was too much of an attentive friend to not notice.

"nothing," he mumbled after a while, "i'm just stressing over exams, i guess."

jay sighed slightly. "you know you'll ace it, you always do. why do you have to panic first?"

sunoo simply shrugged as he picked up his cutlery, attempting to focus on his lunch and jay’s familiar ramble about finding healthy ways to relieve stress that had heard so often he could recite it by now – attempting to not let his thoughts drift back to you.

yet, even days later, sunoo couldn’t erase the short moment from his mind, the sound of your laugh replaying in his head like a broken record. he found himself scanning the hallways more often, hoping to catch even a small glimpse of you. he told himself he’d approach you next time, but whenever he did spot you, his body felt frozen and his feet rooted in place.

jay was quick to catch on. the two were sitting on the lawn near campus after some hours of studying together in the library. sure, both were exhausted, but sunoo seemed a little quieter than usual.

"you’ve been acting weird lately," jay said after some moments of silence, a hint of concern coating his words, "what's going on? is it really just exams?"

sunoo tried to brush it off with a shrug. "it's nothing, just a lot on my mind."

jay raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. just as he was about to respond, he noticed the younger’s eyes slightly widen at something. while sunoo wondered how you always somehow managed to be exactly where he was, watching you a moment longer than he intended, jay followed his friends gaze and understood immediately.

"a lot on your mind? or someone on your mind? so, who is she?"

feeling his cheeks heat up just from being caught red-handed, sunoo immediately averted his gaze and looked down. "just–”, after a longer pause, he sighed, “actually, i don't know." 

the corners of jay’s lips jumped up into a grin at sunoo’s blushed cheeks. "you don't know? so you’ve never talked to her? sunoo, come on, you’re the most sociable person i know!”

sunoo frowned, pursing his lower lip into a slight pout. "it’s not that easy. i don’t even know where to start. 'hi, i've been secretly watching you for a while now cause you're the prettiest girl i've ever seen?' will surely go well," he said sarcastically.

"it’s not rocket science," jay said with a laugh. "you don’t have to confess that you’re hopelessly in love with someone you barely know, sunoo. you just go up and say hi. you do know how to say hi, right?"

sunoo groaned, rolling his eyes at his friend’ remark. “i don’t know how to just... approach her like that. look, i never struggled to talk to anyone, but with her i just– i don’t know. i get nervous.”

“okay”, jay said, nodding understandingly, “then we’re gonna fix that.”

over the next few days, jay kept pushing him. whenever they passed you in the hallway, he would nudge sunoo’s shoulder and whisper, “now’s your chance,” but every time, sunoo’s nerves would get the best of him. his heart would race, his hands would get all sweaty, and the words he wanted to say would evaporate before he could open his mouth.

but jay, persistent as ever, wouldn’t give up. “look, sunoo,” he said one afternoon, pulling him aside after class, “if you don’t do something soon, someone else will. you don’t want to regret not shooting your shot, do you?” 

sunoo sighed, knowing jay was right – but no matter how much he wanted to approach you, the thought of saying something and making a fool of himself kept holding him back.

one afternoon, in the final week of lectures before exam season officially started, sunoo was sitting in the cafeteria, eating his lunch with jay while grumbling about the little time they had between lectures and exams. he was mid-sentence when jay interrupted him.

“sunoo,” jay said, tilting his head to a table not too far away. turning his head, sunoo spotted you right there. usually, you'd sit with your friends, but this time, you were all by yourself.  

“she's alone, that's your chance,” jay encouraged him yet another time to approach you. the younger opened his mouth to object, but nothing came out – you weren't surrounded by your friends, you weren't rushing to your next class; he didn't have any excuses this time.

"come on. what's the worst that can happen?"

sunoo let his friend’s words sink in. he could think of a few scenarios, each a little more terrifying than the other, yet despite all the doubts, he pushed his chair back, stood up on slightly wobbly knees, and walked over to your table. he didn't understand where his confidence came from, but just as quickly as it did, it disappeared again, when someone else approached you first.

he stopped dead in his tracks, watching as heeseung, whom he only knew as the captain of the college's basketball team, sat down next to you, greeted you with a gentle kiss on your cheek, and wrapped his arm around your waist to pull you closer.

sunoo’s heart dropped, his body freezing yet again. none of his overthinking had included the fact that you might not even be single, and suddenly, he felt stupid. so, so stupid. of course you had a boyfriend. why would someone like you not have a boyfriend?

he turned around, hoping that the way he’d stood there had, as usual, just gone unnoticed by everyone. then, he slowly shuffled back to the table he shared with jay where he sank down in his chair, shoulders slumped and eyes stuck to his still half-full tray of food.

a hint of worry washed over jay’s face as he saw his friends’ expression. he intentionally hadn’t observed the approach, wanting to spare sunoo from feeling watched, but now he couldn’t help but feel a hint of guilt for not knowing if he could have jumped in to help. “what happened?” he asked softly, not sure if he'd even get a reply.

sunoo just shook his head, not lifting his gaze. “nothing. she's with heeseung,” he replied silently. “shit,” jay sighed, running a hand through his hair, “i'm sorry, i had no idea.” again, sunoo shook his head slightly. “whatever. it was stupid to think she’d be single anyway.”

for the first time since he'd started college, sunoo felt genuinely thankful for the stress that came with exam season. he'd get to spend his time studying, sometimes until late at night, and whenever he finally closed his books, he was too exhausted to think about how he felt.although jay tried his best to convince sunoo to take more breaks, the younger thrived on the distraction that studying brought about.

knowing that exams would be the perfect distraction and that he'd head back to his home town to spend the summer break with his family, sunoo felt a little more at ease. he was sure that by the time he'd return to college, he'd be fully unbothered by you. it was a little ridiculous anyway, he tried to convince himself. he couldn’t seriously be upset that his hallway crush had a boyfriend. after all, he still didn’t even know your name, and now he was sure it would stay that way.

during the summer break, sunoo found comfort in returning home, where life around his family and childhood friends felt a little easier and a lot calmer. each day, the thought of you fell further back in his mind and by the time summer break came to an end, sunoo felt lighter. the idea of going back to campus was no longer stressful.

he’d be fine, that's what he told himself – and if he saw you again, so be it.

his resolve lasted exactly one day.

he had almost made it throughout the first day of classes without seeing you even a single time. one last class and he'd finally head to meet up with jay to catch up about the summer.

after settling for a spot near the middle of the room, sunoo pulled out his notebook and glanced around casually as the other students trickled in. just as he was about to grab his phone, a familiar laugh echoed through the room, making sunoo's hand freeze halfway to his pocket.

he didn’t even have to look to know it was you, instead recognizing the sound of your laugh as quickly as his favorite songs. and against his better judgment, he glanced up. there you were, walking in with a friend, that pretty smile on your face that still took sunoo’s breath away so easily. you hadn’t noticed him, but he sure as hell noticed you – and all the progress he thought he’d made over the summer crumbled in an instant.

but before he had time to mentally scold himself for how easily he let himself fall for you all over again, the professor began speaking, announcing the outline for the semester and the project that would take up the majority of the time, continuing with a speech on the importance of teamwork, but sunoo barely listened. 

“i don't want any discussions on who’s working with who, so i'll be deciding the pairs. i expect you to work together respectfully and efficiently,” the professor continued. “alright, raise your hand when your name is called so your partner can find you.”

sunoo zoned out, still trying to push you from his mind, repeating a mantra to himself that he was just caught by surprise and that his heart would stop beating so damn fast once he got used to seeing you again.

"kim sunoo and–" the professor called out, snapping him back to attention, "– y/l/n y/n."

sunoo scanned the room while hesitantly raising his hand. for a second, you seemed to look around too, processing the pairing before your gaze settled on him.

slowly, as if in a daze, he looked up, meeting your eyes for the first time. then, his heart dropped. he could almost feel the air leave the room. it felt like time had slowed down, like every sound in the lecture hall faded except for the heavy drumming of his own heartbeat in his ears. he could feel heat rushing to his face, a lump forming in his throat and his head starting to spin, but he couldn’t look away.

and then, you smiled – just a soft, polite smile. it wasn't much, but sunoo swore the world stopped for a second.

when you turned back toward the front, he didn't even know if he'd returned the smile, if he'd nodded in acknowledgement, or if he'd done absolutely nothing.

throughout the entirety of the class, it became increasingly obvious for sunoo that the weeks of distance had done nothing to change the way he felt about you – that his heart would, in fact, not stop running a marathon each time he saw you. no matter how often, at that. he kept on zoning out, replaying the tiny interaction between you again and again, or looking back to your seat for just a second before he forced himself to look away again.

as the professor ended class, he started packing up his things, and took a deep breath, somehow bracing himself to talk to you. although he had prepared for that moment so long during the last semester – well, at least technically – he found himself hesitating yet again. his palms felt sweaty, and his heart raced faster with every step that brought him closer to where you were gathering your things. his mind raced with a thousand ways to approach the conversation, yet none of them really felt right.

just as he opened his mouth to greet you, you glanced up from your bag, your eyes meeting his for the second time that day. your soft smile appeared again – and sunoo completely forgot what he had planned to say.

"hi, sunoo, right?" you asked instead, not noticing the way you’d completely caught him off guard. your voice was gentle, and somehow it felt like a small bit of relief to hear his name spoken so softly.

sunoo swallowed hard, blinking as if snapping out of a daze. "uh, yeah. that’s me,” he said, managing an awkward laugh. "looks like we’re project partners."

you nodded, still smiling as you stood up. "should we maybe set up a time to meet and figure out a plan?" – such a simple question, and yet sunoo’s heart felt like it was running a marathon. he quickly nodded, "yeah, sure. uh... maybe at the library?"

"perfect," you said, slinging your bag over your shoulder. "how about tomorrow afternoon?"

"tomorrow sounds good," sunoo replied, his mind desperately searching for something else to say. his fingers fidgeted with the straps of his backpack as he added, "we… should we exchange numbers too?"

you smiled again, and sunoo could almost feel the tension melting away, although his pulse was still buzzing in his ears. when you wordlessly handed him your phone, almost brushing his fingers in the process, he just prayed you didn't hear how his breath hitched, quickly typed his number in and handed it back to you. "there you go."

"great! i’ll text you so we can talk about the details. see you tomorrow, sunoo."

with one last smile, you turned and headed out the door, leaving sunoo standing there, still trying to process the fact that not only had you smiled at him – several times – but now you had his number, even if just for coursework purposes.

"what took you so long?" jay frowned at his best friend as he finally approached their usual spot at the lawn.

sunoo plopped himself down next to him, hoping that the blush on his cheeks had faded by now, but jay was already eyeing him suspiciously.

“nothing,” sunoo said as he reached up to scratch the back of his neck. but the smile that kept creeping onto his face made jay narrowed his eyes. “yeah, i’m not buying it. that’s not a ‘nothing’ face. so, what happened?”

sunoo let out a long sigh, leaning back on his hands. “you remember that girl… the one from last semester?” he started, feeling his face flush slightly as he spoke.

"yeah, the one you swore you were over?" jay asked, an amused tone lacing his voice as he raised an eyebrow.

sunoo sighed, “i never swore anything.”

“right. so, what happened? did you see her?”

sunoo took a deep breath, feeling almost embarrassed at how easily he’d been caught. “well, she’s in my class."

jay’s eyes lit up. “she’s in your class?”

the younger nodded, “actually... we’re partnered up for the semester project,” he added, his voice a little quieter now. 

jay’s jaw dropped in exaggerated surprise, “no way. the girl you were practically obsessed with is now your project partner? that’s so cliché!”

“obsessed is a strong word,” sunoo protested, even though he’d lie if he said that was too far from the truth.

"you do realize that this is the chance you've been waiting for, right?"

sunoo groaned, "it's not a chance, jay. she's taken, remember? i'm not going to try anything."

jay raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. "you cannot know. maybe they broke up," he said, to which sunoo just shot him a pointed look that told him this was the end of their conversation.

in the following weeks, you and sunoo met regularly to work on the project. though the workload was tiring, the way your minds seemed to complement each other perfectly made the process easier than expected. it seemed like you could finish all of his thoughts when he struggled, and he had all the answers to your questions.

it should have been a relief for sunoo to know that the project wasn’t going to be impossible and you might even finish everything without working overtime (read: without him needing to spend extra hours trying his best to not act way too awkward around you). instead, the fact that beyond the pretty face that still left him breathless you were also incredibly smart made things only harder for him.

during the time you spent together, he couldn't help but notice little things about you that he hadn't seen from afar – just like the way you furrowed your brows and parted your lips slightly when you were focusing, or how you tapped your pen on your chin or your lips when you were thinking. all of these things, no matter how seemingly meaningless, somehow only carved the place he had reserved for you in his heart a little deeper. as if every single one of them made him want to find another adorable detail about you.

he'd catch himself smiling whenever he'd watch you a little too long while you were busy typing on your laptop, and he got used to quickly looking away or pretending to search something in his backpack every time you almost caught him. it was a miracle, really, how you hadn’t realized yet. at least if jay’s words were anything to go by, according to whom everyone could clearly see the way sunoo was so obviously, helplessly in love.

"you’re so down bad," he had remarked one time he met sunoo after your scheduled study session at the library – all smiley, obviously. but the younger had just quickly shrugged it off with a shy "oh, shut up."

but of course, working with you didn't only bring warmth and nervousness that had by now grown to feel almost comfortable. it also brought hard, almost cruel, reminders of how one-sided his feelings were.

there was that pretty necklace you wore, one with a small gem, that he was certain heeseung had gifted to you. it hung around your neck as if it wanted him to remember that you already belonged to someone else. and then, needless to say, there was heeseung himself, who'd come to pick you up from the library when you finished whatever you had planned for that day. sure, sunoo was glad to know there was someone who made sure you got home safely, but, hell, he would be that someone too.

every time he saw you smiling at your boyfriend, the brightness in your eyes sent a flutter through sunoo’s chest, only to quickly be replaced by the unpleasant reminder of how happy you were with him. he felt almost foolish for still liking you when he knew damn well that you were taken – especially when the confidence heeseung radiated made sunoo feel almost small, for heeseung seemed to be everything he was not, and even the mere thought of ever standing a chance felt ridiculous.

one afternoon when sunoo arrived to the library, he found you at your usual spot, already absorbed in the book in front of you and taking notes here and there.

"hey," he greeted gently after approaching the table, careful to not startle you. you looked up from the book and your eyes met his for a second – and although you’d held eye-contact with him for an uncountable amount of times by now, it still made his knees wobble like it was the first.

"hey," you greeted back with a soft smile. god, he swore his heart skipped a beat or two.

"i'm not late, am i?" sunoo asked after sitting down across from you, taking out his supplies, but never leaving your gaze.

"you’re not, " you shook your head, "just had nothing to do, so i figured i could start already. here look," you said, turning around your laptop so he could see the screen with the notes you had already taken.  then, you continued working together until you reached the goal you had set for the day.

 when sunoo packed up his things, he mentally prepared himself to see heeseung, his stomach filling with nervous anticipation. but even after a few minutes, he didn't catch any sight of him.

watching as you finished packing your bag, he swore your eyes scanned the library too – just for a second, before you quickly glanced down to your phone and bit your bottom lip just subtly enough for him to notice.

"isn't uh... isn't heeseung coming?" sunoo asked, tone careful, as if he wasn’t sure if that question was too personal and better left unasked. but you responded by shaking your head, words quickly following, “i'm going alone today.” you offered a slight smile, like you always did whenever answering one of his questions, but this time, it just didn’t make sunoo feel as fuzzy as usual.

"i can walk you home," he blurted out before his brain could even finish processing the thought, so he rowed back on it almost immediately, “sorry, that was a bad idea.”

"it wasn't, but you don’t have to. i appreciate it... thanks, sunoo." the volume of your voice decreased until all that was left was another, almost shy, but this time more genuine smile from you.

sunoo waited for a moment as if expecting you to say something else – take his offer, maybe. but as you looked back down at your phone, he gave a small nod, mumbling a low goodbye and left the library.

the following week, you canceled the study session last minute. it was the first time you had done so, and sunoo, already waiting at your usual spot in the library, couldn’t help the hint of concern while reading your message. yet, he didn’t dig deeper, knowing he was in no position to ask more personal questions, even if for the sake of looking out for you.

when you rescheduled for the week after, a rather blank expression had replaced your usual smiles and the silence between you felt more awkward than ever before. during the session, your eyes occasionally drifted away from the book, your notes, and from him, even when he was talking.

it wasn’t until sunoo noticed the absence of your necklace that he felt like there was more to your unusual behavior. you had absentmindedly reached for it, your fingers grazing your collarbone, but when they found nothing, you quickly pulled your hand away.

“hey,” he asked softly, “is everything okay?”

your eyes met his, surprised by his question, but you gave a small nod. "yeah, it's fine."

the way you immediately looked away after replying was all it took for sunoo to know better than that. he hesitated for a moment before softly offering, “you know... if you ever want to talk, i’ll listen.”

you gave him a longer look this time, and then, after a brief pause, you exhaled. “i broke up with heeseung.”

sunoo’s breath caught in his throat. sure, all he wanted was to be a safe space for you to talk and feel comfortable, understood, not alone, perhaps – but he hadn't expected you to actually tell him. not so quickly, and not that. for a moment, he just stared at you as if waiting for you to laugh it all off as a joke.

"i... i'm sorry. that must be hard" was all he managed to say, not sure how to choose his words and mentally cursing himself for making them sound awkward on top of that.

you nodded slightly, looking down at your hands, your voice quiet. "it’s been coming for a while, i guess. he’s been distant, and i should’ve known, but... yeah." sunoo could feel his heart crack at the hint of sadness in your voice.

he felt the urge to reach across the table, maybe take your hand or offer some kind of physical comfort, but he stopped himself. instead, he gave you a warm smile, hoping that it would somehow be enough.

“thanks for telling me,” he said gently. he wanted to say more, to be a better source of comfort, but something told him that you didn't want to talk about it now. “if you need anything, i’m here.”

you didn’t say anything for a moment, but then you gave a small, genuine smile – one that felt more like you. "thank you, sunoo."

in the following weeks, the two of you returned to your project work routine.sunoo began bringing you your usual coffee, just setting it down next to your books with a small remark like, "i thought that might help to cheer you up a little."

and while you just casually thanked him each time – at least you tried to be casual – these gestures began to tug at your heart. at some point, you found yourself looking forward to seeing him, not because of the free coffee but because of him. the way he understood you wordlessly, somehow always sensed when you needed a break or when the time was right for a joke and when it wasn’t. just the way his mere presence had something oh so comforting to it.

one time when you looked up to thank him, your eyes met his, and you held his gaze just long enough to notice how his brown hair fell slightly over his eyes – how his smile was so evident in them that it made your stomach feel all warm and fuzzy. and although you tried to shove the warmth away each time you felt it, you started seeing things you'd never noticed before; how his eyes sparkled when he was talking about something he seemed passionate about, or the way his smile grew just a little wider when he seemed nervous or embarrassed.

maybe it was too early to fall for him, but before you could waste a thought on that, you realized you already had. and sunoo had made it so easy.

"please, sunoo," you begged, pouting your lips slightly as if that was the ultimate way to persuade him to join a party a fellow student hosted to celebrate the end of the semester.

he opened his mouth to object, but in reality, he felt like he'd combust if you didn't stop pouting anytime soon, so he gave in. "fine, but only for two hours." you smiled brightly, still catching sunoo off guard like the very first time, and oh how he wished he could tell you just how much that smile meant to him. sure, throughout the second half of the semester, things between you two had started to feel a little less awkward. but despite jay’s (unsuccessful) attempts to encourage sunoo to finally tell you about his feelings, the latter didn't want to ruin the comfort you had just found in each other. if being somewhat between a classmate and a friend was the closest he could get to you, then he'd settle for that.

when you arrived to the party hours later that day, people were already gathering in the small place, drinking, chatting, or – unfortunately, if you were to ask sunoo – singing along to the music. and honestly, the place was a little too packed for your liking, yet feeling embraced by sunoo’s warmth next to you, it felt comfortable, somewhat safe.

you grabbed some drinks from the kitchen before pushing through the growing crowd of people, sunoo’s hand softly staying on the small of your back to not lose you. your skin buzzed in the spot where his hand rested, but you tried to shrug the feeling off – unsuccessfully so, for you still felt his touch when it was no longer there and you were just standing across each other, reminiscing about the past semester.

the more people came in, the louder the noise around you grew, forcing you to lean in a bit more whenever the other person said something. when you couldn't hear each other anymore, not even after standing unnervingly close, you exchanged a knowing look, and, without a word, moved to the balcony. there, you both leaned against the railing, enjoying the sudden silence as the city lights softly illuminated the dark sky. although the night air felt cool around you, the warmth of sunoo standing close enough that his arm almost brushed yours seemed enough to keep both of you comfortable.

after a few more beats of silence, sunoo let out a shaky breath, fingers curling around the railing before he turned to you. his eyes found yours, and he didn't know if that was what pushed him, or if it was the alcohol that made his head buzz softly.

“you know,” he started, “i’ve been meaning to tell you something.”

you blinked, the soft buzz in your own head letting his words sink in slower “yeah?” you asked, feeling your heart pick up pace, "me too."

now, it was sunoo’s time to blink a bit taken aback, and the confidence he had brought up from god knows where suddenly vanished. he swallowed, tightening his grip about the railing. "what is it?" he asked quietly, too scared to say what had been on his mind now that he didn't know what was on yours.

"no, you go first."

he hesitated, the previously comfortable silence slowly reaching a point where it began to feel almost unbearable. thinking he wouldn’t speak first, you opened your mouth to beat him to it. but just when you uttered those three words, he did the same.

"i like you," you both said in unison.

for a second, you both froze, wide-eyed.

"what?"

again, the word echoed in both of your voices. you could feel your cheeks warming, and before you could stop it, a small, nervous laugh escaped you.

sunoo blinked, as if too stunned to react, before the tension broke and he chuckled too. the sound of it sent a wave of warmth through you, only intensifying the fluttering in your chest.

"i–" he started, still smiling but a little more serious now. he took a breath before his eyes found yours again. "i've been wanting to say that for a while. longer than i probably should have." though his confession was soft, the sincerity behind it was heavy. his eyes searched yours for a reaction, and you felt your heart flutter yet again.

smiling, you took a step closer. “i just realized recently,” you admitted quietly, “but being with you, it’s just… it feels good.” like coming home after a long day, you wanted to add, but the words got stuck in your throat when sunoo took a small step forward, gently cupping your cheeks with his hands as if it were the most natural thing in the world. his touch was light and careful, like he was waiting for permission. so, with a small nod, you allowed him to close the distance that had always been between you – to finally kiss the lips that, with that laugh long ago, had captured him completely. <3

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HEESEUNG

one thing about heeseung was, which he never tried to hide was how insanely down bad he was for you and definitely wasn't planning on doing when you just fueled into it. “oh…dear god,” he almost gasped, his eyes stuck on your alluring form, when you walked out of your room after spending hours to getting ready, you were so goddamn gorgeous it hurt. he walked closer to you, his breathes been already taken away and the moment he got a whiff of your perfume, he was done for. could you blame him? your scent was intoxicating, hell, everything about you was so intoxicating to him. “fuck, y/n.. you are doing this on purpose, aren't you?” he whispered as he nudged his face in the crook of your neck, as if he's been touch-starved for years, you chuckled, “you're such a loser, hee.” he grinned, his voice muffled as he continued peppering your neck with kisses, “well, i am your loser.”

JAY

jay adored you and he always showed it in every way possible. one of them was cooking dinner for you no matter how the day was. but to his surprise you decided to make this day different by trying to cook for him. jay almost choked on his saliva when he saw you in the kitchen, wearing his shirt, catching him flustered. you smiled when you saw him standing there breathless and walked over to him, “jay baby, are you okay?” he finally exhaled, his hands sneaked around your waist, “can’t promise after seeing you looking all so cuddly and princess-y in my shirt, doll.” his gaze on you being so tender as if you were a porcelain doll, you giggled, trying to ignore the rising heat on your cheeks, “i was trying to cook dinner for you..” he glanced over at the kitchen for a second before looking back at you with a smirk on his face, “yeah? then let me keep you for the dessert, angel.”

JAKE

dolled up, you got inside of the passenger seat of the car where jake was already waiting for you, wearing a pretty mini skirt that rode up to your thighs, oh well, jake was a already down horrendous lovesick puppy for you and he did not bother to hesitate to show it. his lips fell out of each other breathless, his hungry eyes shamelessly checking out your curves. “do i look okay?” you asked while adjusting your dress, “oh, don't play, doll. you literally look like a goddess. i am devoted good lord.” his voice barely more than a whisper before he leaned in to kiss your knuckles. he went back to his seat, hands already reaching out to caresses your thighs as he began to drive, you can be assured that he wasn't going to let you, his pretty princess, go out of his sight for the night at all.

SUNGHOON

“yes and one strawberry matcha latte and for my husband— i would like to order—,” hearing the word “husband” roll off your tongue like it was the most obvious thing to be said, like ever, sunghoon froze on his seat. you were still on the phone unaware of the effect you had on him, his face flushed in heat. his lips curled into a folded smile, he never tried to hide that you got him wrapped around your finger. “husband, huh?” he said, pulling you onto his lap from the other side of the couch, “say it again,” “huh?” you looked at him in confusion for a moment, his hands rode up from your waist to your abdomen, “say it again wifey, please,” he plead while leaving a trail of kisses on your neck from the back that made your heart beat faster, “husband, do you may perhaps want me?” you teased and he smirked, “oh let me show you how much i want you, angel.”

SUNOO

no matter how much sunoo tried— tho honestly, he didn't but— he could not take his eyes off you, cause you were simply just way too captivating that his throat felt dry when he looked at you. he was sitting on the couch, his gaze intensely lingered on your body, you casually placed the hair tie between your lips and pulled your hair in a ponytail, there was something about the way your fingers ran through your silky locks, and the graceful arch of your neck exposed by the simple act of tying up your hair that sent his imagination reeling. for a moment, he could almost feel the ghost of your touch against his skin, he was far too down bad. it didn't take long for him to get up and take two more steps across the room and to you, to your surprise, of course. “fuck, y/n… can you let me breathe,” his voice hitched into a whisper, you drove him insane by anything you did at this point.

JUNGWON

jungwon was talking about his day and you were supposed to just listen but you were one woman of simplicity who couldn't but stare at her boyfriend’s lips for a long period of time. his voice trailed off and he began to look at you, noticing your hungry gaze on his lips. his words stuck on his throat, his heart racing under your gaze, he swallowed hard, “is it that fascinating, darling?” “well, it is when you don't—” he abruptly cuts you off midway, already pushing your tongue back into your mouth with his, as he gently cupped your face. his breath hitched, “don't look at me like that when you know you drive me crazy, doll. i am weak on my knees for you and i don't know how to hide it."

RIKI

riki stood towering over you, his tall figure made the slight height difference between you two more noticeable. as you tried to reach to his lips to give him his precious good morning kiss, he realized you had to stand on your tiptoes, pink hue flushed across his face and he hid a far too affectionate smile, he tried to brush away the feeling and teased, "can't reach me up here, can you shorty?" and the pout in response you gave didn't help either, you were so adorable he might just die, “i sometimes want to put you in my pocket, angel,” he retorted with a lovesick smile and finally stooped down, bringing his face closer to yours and bending down for a tender kiss which might just last for a while.

[boyfhee]

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PREC𝒾S . . when you gotta go but they need you closer, right in their arms.

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HEESEUNG

“one last kiss!”

“heeseung, go—” you groan in frustration, although your words are laced with half affection as you try to close the door on him, only for him to stop it by his hands, stepping inside.

you sigh at his smirk, arms crossed while he's putting on his best act, hand over his chest and all, words dripping with mock despair. “you're breaking my heart, angel,”

“and you're overreacting,” you huff, but honestly, you don't mind this one bit.

“one last kiss,” his hands find your waist, backing you up against the nearest wall. he feels your breath hitch, his own heart racing as he leans his forehead against yours and whispers softly. “just one, and i'll leave. i promise,”

it's like you're talking in gazes— yours fixating on him while his travels down to your lips. it only takes a brief second before you find yourself gravitating towards him, your lips moulding with his in a deep, slow kiss.

you gasp when he pulls you closer by your waist, tilting his head for a better angle, arms wrapping themselves around you like a lifeline. it's something between a longing hug and a needy kiss, and you're not sure if he's going home tonight.

JONGSEONG

it happens when he extends his arm to reach out for you.

cold. and he groans softly.

jongseong is a heavy sleeper and the only thing that can wake him up in an instant is you, or rather— your absence.

he opens his eyes, squinting them at your sleeping figure which is all warm & snug under the beige duvet. the sound of bedsheet shuffling fills his ears as he extends his arms and wraps them around you, pulling you flush against him.

“seong?” you mumble, voice dazed by the sweet slumber that was now interrupted by his sudden hug.

“nothing baby, go to sleep,” he whispers softly, pressing a soft kiss over your cheeks. you're not convinced but honestly, you're too sleepy to implore further.

so instead, you shift even close to him, arms wrapped around his waist, legs tangled, your warm breath fanning against his bare chest— a drowsy smile finds its way to his lips.

he could get used to this.

JAEYUN

“can't you stay longer?” you should've seen it coming, honestly. his constant need to hold your hand, soft caresses on your knuckles like feather on water while he was driving, the grip on your hand that keeps getting firmer as the car approaches your house— he's not ready to let you go yet.

“baby, i promise we'll meet again tomorrow,” you attempt reassuring him as he pulls over at your place, gently taking your hands out of his and cupping his face.

“yes but tomorrow,” he melts in your touch, lips jutted forward in a pout. “way too long”

it's hard to say no when he's being so desperate, giving you his best puppy eyes that are sparkling with pure love and yearning, the pout being cherry on top.

you can't help but laugh at his insistence, pressing your lips against the tip of his nose. “you're insatiable,”

“can't blame me, i have a beautiful girlfriend,” he knows he's got you right where he wants. it's in the way you let him press fluttering kisses on your cheeks, allowing his hands to pull you into a warm hug by your waist. “how am i supposed to live without her?”

and you know your next words are going to be a lie but you end up speaking anyway, sighing mockingly. “just five minutes more,”

SUNGHOON

sunghoon would never admit to being a clingy boyfriend even though his actions say otherwise every time you two are together.

“get up now,” you tell him for the fifth time now, hands ghosting up his hair and moving to his shoulders.

“mhm,” he hums in response, or perhaps it's discontentment with the way he holds you a little tighter, nuzzling his face in your stomach. “keep doing that,”

“doing what?”

“the thing you were doing with my hair,” you can feel his words brush against your skin, your top slightly lifted up as he draws random patterns on the bare skin of your waist. “it feels nice,”

and you can't help but comply, your fingers getting lost in his soft brown locks. the scent of his shampoo draws you in and your lips curl into a smile when you feel him relax further under your touch.

“don't stop, please,” his voice is quiet, laced with a silver of desperation, his need for you to be close. he only hugs you tighter, a breathy chuckle erupting from your mouth when he buries his face in your belly.

and sunghoon is definitely not a clingy boyfriend, but you don't mind if your mornings start a bit late just because he wants you to hug him and play with his hair a few minutes more. “i won't,”

SUNOO

your boyfriend has been following you around wordlessly for a while now,

he finally musters up the courage to reach out to you, hugging you instantly, afraid of looking at you in the eyes. “you're mad at me,”

“i am not, sunoo. let go,” you try to reassure him, hands on his arms as you gently push him away with a snicker, only for him to hug you tighter.

“you aren't even looking at me,” he's pouting now, once starry eyes now drowning in guilt as they refuse to let go of the sight of you. “ it completely slipped my mind. i swear it wasn't intentional.”

and sunoo isn't the one to forget plans. he makes them, he's the first one to get ready. it's unusual, rare, when he misses a date— your first time in two years and perhaps that's why it stings a little more than you had expected, but you do understand his urgency towards work.

you nod, caressing his cheeks, lips pressed in a thin line. “i know and it's okay,”

“really?” he wants to believe you, he hopes you mean it, and if you don't, he's ready to try a million times to make it up to you. “i love you,”

you don't get a chance to respond, words left unsaid on the tip of your tongue when he starts pressing butterfly kisses all over your face.

“never—” he whispers, pressing a kiss on your forehead. “—ever—” and then on both your cheeks, followed by the tip of your nose. “—forget that,” and lastly, on your lips.

JUNGWON

“do we have to go?” he asks with almost pleading eyes, the whiney voice only lurching your heart further when you look at him.

“yes,” you respond with a gentle kiss on his forehead before pulling back, your hands still cupping his face. “before our friends notice our absence,”

“i hate keeping this a secret,” he doesn't break eye contact when he says this, kissing both your palms simultaneously before his hands go back to your hips, wanting to have you in his lap just a little longer. “just wanna show you off, darling,”

it leaves you breathless when he tugs you closer to him, the lack of space in the storage not helping you with keeping your sanity together.

it's dark, you feel his warm breath fanning against your face. you almost lose all your reasoning before composing yourself. “we'll tell them soon,”

“promise?”

and you nod, caressing his cheeks gently under your fingertips. “promise,”

“okay, now let me kiss you more,” he doesn't let you respond, immediately brings his lips back to yours, and when you hear a knock on the door, your lips kiss-swollen, lipstick smudged on his— you realise you can't keep it a secret anymore.

NI-KI

“riki let go—” you try getting away for the hundredth time, hands on his chest— your best attempt at stepping away and once again, he manages to pull you in against him.

“shut up,” he mutters against your hair, pressing butterfly kisses before bringing his head down to your ear, whispering. “you talk too much,”

the hint of irritation in his voice is betrayed by the softness of his touch, in the way he gently takes your arms and wraps them around his waist, as if they belong there.

your head is tilted all the way up, chin resting on his chest and he looks even more handsome under the streetlight. “if my parents find out, they're killing both of us,”

“then i'll make sure to find you in my next life too,” and you don't know what has gotten into him— even he is surprised, but none of you say anything, letting the silence speak for your hearts.

“cheesy,” you whisper against his hoodie, melting in the warmth of his embrace in the cold night, biting back a smile when you hear him whisper a quiet 'i love you' in the crook of your neck.

[caramelpeaching]

boyfriend = wallet

they send you money without a reason

pairing. ot7 bf!enhypen x f!reader

genre. smau, fluff, suggestive

warnings. sex mentions, heeseung's freaky

[scented-morker]

When you catch the bouquet at a wedding !

Inspired by pooks @luvyeni … this was so easy for me to write for some reason. 1.1k words, FLUFF, pet names and a couple smooches, fem!reader, mentions of an older sister in won’s part

Heeseung

He might be more excited about it than you were

Actually crazy because the other girls were shoving each other and jumping and it just happened to fall into your hands 😇

You look at the bundle of flowers in shock while all the guys at your table start nudging and elbowing your boyfriend

“You know what that means~”

When you come back over to the table you still look vaguely surprised, but you just set the bouquet down and go to take your seat like nothing happened

Meanwhile hee has spent the last five minutes planning your wedding

He pulls you into his lap before you can even sit in your own seat and whispers in your ear

“So we’re getting married huh?”

Now you’re both blushing messes 🤭

Jay

Bro has been ready to marry you since about the day you met

He’s the one that tells you to go with the other girls when they announce the bouquet toss in the first place

So when you actually catch it he just lights up

The proudest, most lovesick smile on his face

While the other girls fawn over you he turns to the guys at his table

“Guess who’s getting married!!”

The boys jump up and down with him and shout

“Do you even have a ring?”

They all shush sunghoon bc that doesn’t even matter 🙄

You’re flushed when you make your way back to him, fresh off of being mercilessly teased by your own friends

“So what size ring do you wear?”

“WHAT?”

Jake

He hypes you up before the toss, rubbing your shoulders like you’re a boxer about to go in the ring and not a bridesmaid trying to catch a bouquet

“Go get them baby!” He yells as you walk over, placing a light tap on your bottom while you roll your eyes and try to pretend you don’t know him

But he really really wants you to catch the flowers, so who are you to disappoint your man 🤨

Some girl almost knocks you down, but you catch those flowers !!

You can’t even bask in your success because Jake is running to the dance floor to pick you up and spin you around 🥹

“The wedding gods have spoken! You have to marry me!!”

You’re laughing like a maniac because he’s still spinning you and he’s so happy

“In what world would I ever say no?”

Hoon

He’s lost it

Like they called all the girls up to the floor for the toss and he was so confused when you winked at him before running up 😭

He asks Jake what you’re even doing before being told that whoever catches the bouquet is the person to get married next

His eyes get so wide as he watches the giant group of girls wrestle for the bundle of flowers

“They take this seriously huh?”

The boys let out actual cackles when the crowd disperses and you’re standing there with the flowers in your hand 😇

“Wait so that means-?”

He gets nothing but nudges and teases in response

“Hoon I caught it!!” You yell excitedly when you rejoin him at the table

His ears are pink, but he sends you the prettiest smile

He slides one of his rings off and slips it gently onto your hand

“Good job baby.”

Sunoo

“You have to catch that bouquet!!” He tells you excitedly. “It’s fate ok! Catch it!!”

You laugh as you join the other bridesmaids on the dance floor where the bride is

It’s silly, you know you’re gonna marry him anyway, but if he tells you to catch the bouquet then you’re gonna catch that bouquet 🙂‍↕️

Sorry to the girl you accidentally elbowed… this ain’t about her

The first thing you do when you catch it is turn to look at your boyfriend

While normally the guys look slightly embarrassed or shy, your boyfriend is jumping up and down and cheering

“That’s my girl!! Look she caught the bouquet!! We’re gonna get married!!”

You laugh at his reaction and run over to join him

“We’re gonna get married!” You join in with him

He takes the bouquet from you and kisses your lips

“Dang right we are.”

Jungwon

“You’re gonna go?” He asks when you stand up to participate in the bouquet toss

His ears are already red, and you let out a soft laugh

“Won there’s like fifty girls, I’m not gonna catch it. It’s just tradition!”

It’s your sisters wedding and she’d actually murder you if you didn’t participate, which Jungwon realizes is a valid point

“Ok, well have fun! Don’t get knocked out!”

You roll your eyes and stand on the outside of the crowd, not that interested in catching it

You swear your sister does it on purpose because explain how the bouquet is flying straight at you, completely away from every other girl on the dance floor 🤨

You barely have time to grasp it before she’s running over to you

“Oh it’s fate!! You’re next little sis!!”

You hug her with the flowers and turn to find your boyfriend, expecting him to be hiding his face or not paying attention

Instead he’s got the biggest smile on his face, deep dimples poking into his red cheeks while the other guys wolf whistle

He walks up to you and gives you a kiss

“I guess we can’t argue with fate.”

Riki

He’s laughing at you

“I hope that mean bridesmaid trips you when you try to catch it.”

“Shut up!” You smack his arm before walking away, sticking your tongue out when the mean bridesmaid he mentioned walks straight past you and to the front of the group

You didn’t care that much about catching the bouquet, you just wanted to annoy your boyfriend 😁

So when it actually lands right in your hands (knocked off its original course by the mean bridesmaid who hit it so hard it almost hit you in the face) you are SHOCKED

People immediately start cheering, and you don’t even have to look to know it’s coming from the table your boyfriend is still standing at

When you finally spare a glance to him, he’s gone entirely red and is being jostled by the rest of the guys at your table

You set the bouquet down nonchalantly on your table, pressing a kiss to his cheek before whispering “I wear a size 6 ring baby.” And then running to the bathroom to touch up your makeup

He will never recover (and is secretly making a Pinterest board of every size 6 ring he finds)

[star-sim]

"is your girlfriend single?" ☆ enha maknaes

☆ youtuber! non-idol! bf! enhypen maknae line x fem! reader ☆ summary: when your youtuber boyfriend finally shows you for the first time to his audience. ☆ genre: fluff, very dumb, jelly boys ☆ warning(s)? no! ☆ ygs seemed to like the hyung version so here's the maknae version!! reblogs and comments are appreciated <3

hyung ver.

sunoo ☆

OKAY HEAR ME OUT

this one is gonna be a lil different

paranormal investigator sunoo

he's like buzzfeed unsolved

and for one of his seasons, he goes and investigates haunted places and reviews their histories yk?

for the season finale

sunoo visits the bellaire house, which is notorious for being super haunted and ghost-infested

i like to think that sunoo is honestly skeptical abt ghosts

like he definitely has tried to talk to them, but hasn't discovered anything conclusive to definitively prove the existence of ghosts

anyways because it's the season finale

sunoo has a special guest...

you! his gf!

i think he'd be low key about your relationship, but his viewers know who you are

the video starts off normal

sunoo gives a rundown of the history of the bellaire house, like when it was built, the people that lived in it, the strange occurences in there, etc

the bickering between you and sunoo as you go over the bellaire house is very cute and sweet

it definitely makes it into those "sunoo and [name] being a comedic duo" compilations aw

anyways now its time to investigate the bellaire house head on 😈

sunoo pulls out all his cool ghost-catching gadgets

he tries everything

like the thermal camera, EMF meter, even the goddamn magnetic field detector

sunoos getting annoyed bc why are none of the ghosts talking to him :(

on the other hand

you're clinging onto him, hiding behind ur bf scared shitless

i mean like.... why would you not the bellaire house is known for having DEMONS 😭😭

sunoo huffs and turns to the camera, "welp it looks like there's no ghosts here"

one of the people in his camera crew suggest having you ask instead of him

even though youre scared you do it for ur bf

you're like "hi ghosts..... if you're here with us... please flicker the lights"

.

.

.

THE LIGHTS BEGIN TO FLICKER AAAAAAAA

AND SUNOOS HYPED OUT OF HIS MIND

"BABE BABE BABE ASK THEM THEIR NAME"

so youre like "ghosts... whats your name"

and NO JOKE

A WIND BLOWS PAST THE ROOM

AND EVERYONE IN THE ROOM SWEARS THEY HEAR SOMEONE WHISPER FAINTLY

"robert"

so that's how you and sunoo meet robert the ghost

BUT THAT'S NOT THE END

BECAUSE SUNOO HAS THE BRILLIANT IDEA OF PULLING OUT HIS OUIJA BOARD

tbh you both look dumb as hell

sitting on the crusty bellaire house floor

hunched over a ouija board

sunoo is now asking questions

but the ouija board doesn't even move

but when you ask

"robert, how are you today? yes for good, and no for bad"

THE GODDAMN PLANCHETTE MOVES TO YES AKA GOOD 😭

you and sunoo then introduce yourselves

again, when sunoo introduces himself nothing happens

but when you introduce yourself

the candle that's lit beside you goes out

someone in sunoo's camera crew jokes that they think that robert the ghost likes you

so sunoo jokingly asks "robert are you flirting with my girlfriend?"

AND THE OUIJA BOARD SAYS YES 😭😭😭

and when you kiss sunoo the doors in the house start slamming and shit like SOMEONES MAD

sunoo is lowk offended

and then he starts to beef with robert the ghost

except robert the ghost never respond to anything that sunoo says

bro leaves sunoo on heard

sunoos like "HEY ROBERT I DON'T CARE IF YOURE A DEMON YOU BETTER BACK THE FUCK UP!!"

later when ygs review the emf recorder it picks up robert the ghost whispering "i don't care 🙄"

sassy ass ghost

on the other hand

robert responds to EVERYTHING you say

atp you're not scared anymore

"hai robert i'm [name], knock over that doll over there if you want to be my friend"

and the doll knocks over 😭

"robert knock on the window if you think i'm cute :3"

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

the camera crew is just laughing their asses off

at some point

the ouija board starts moving on its own

everyones like WOAHHH IT'S ACTUALLY MOVING!!! QUICK GET A PIECE OF PAPER SO WE CAN RECORD WHAT ITS SAYING!!!

sunoo is taking such dilligent notes

it starts with i, then s, then it spells out your name, and then s, i, n, g, l, e

" ' IS [NAME] SINGLE' ???"

is what the ouija board says

yes a goddamn ghost just asked that

SUNOO IS NOT HAVING IT

while you and the camera crew are cracking up

sunoo starts telling off robert

"listen bro just because you died in the bellaire house doesn't mean that you can try to take my gf 😐"

robert the ghost is being sassy too

so sunoo literally just snaps the ouija board in half

"haha you can't talk anymore robert .😐."

yk how in buzzfeed unsolved they take turns staying in the haunted place alone with all the lights off

sunoo kicks everyone out so that he can have a "man to man" talk with robert

robert isn't a physical person but everyone swears they hear crying

.... and it sure isn't coming from sunoo 😇

i think this would go really viral

"[name] is so beautiful that even dead people want her"

"robert the ghost is so me"

"even ghosts aren't immune to beautiful women"

"robert saw a hot woman and took his chance"

this would become an inside joke within sunoo's fandom fs

sunoo isn't having it though

he definitely still tweets about it

"i remember when some loser ghost tried to take my girlfriend"

"robert fuck you i'm glad you died"

"see you hell robert"

i def think robert is scared of sunoo now

LMAO

jungwon ☆

jungwon is documentary youtuber

he likes to make short documentaries about topics that he likes

kinda like wendigoon or fern or real horror

i feel like he'd have a super high quality mic that's super crisp

i think he'd like to make iceberg videos, or videos about obscure missing people stories

anyways

jungwon has a whiteboard that he uses to explain things

esp like timelines

but in one of his videos he doesn't use the whiteboard so it's in the background

so you write a little message on it

its just a very simple

"[name] was here :3 !!"

i feel like only a few people notice it

but as more and more videos pass

and jungwon doesn't use the whiteboard

your little messages get bigger and bigger

until one day the entire board is filled up with just "[NAME] WAS HERE!!!"

sorry i think a lot of jungwon's viewerbase would be redditors, just given what his content is like

r/jungwon LMAAOAOAO

on there someone brings it up

theyre like "who is [name]"

some ppl suggest that it's probably a friend or his gf

it's pretty chill tbh, his viewerbase isn't really too concerned

until one day

jungwon does one of those investigating 411 missing persons cases

except ygs live near one of the places where someone went missing

so he's physically walking along the path where someone went missing as he tells the story

poor baby is lowk kinda scared tho so he takes you along with him

youre mostly behind the camera but you do talk

at the beginning of the video he's like

"hi guys i'm joined by my girlfriend today"

you pop into frame to say hi

anyways like i said you do talk during this video

like as jungwon tells the story you're reacting behind the camera

"it's crazy that a 4 year old traversed 30 miles up a mountain in a matter of 30 hours..."

and behind the camera you're like "omg no way that's wild 😱😱😱"

youre like genuinely invested

you're also cracking a lot of jokes w him too

its really sweet bc most of his videos jungwon is alone, but since youre in this w him, he's smiling so much ;(

and like everytime he makes a joke you can see him looking off-camera to look at your reaction

and when you laugh everyone can literally see how proud he is

this video so SUPER well received

his comment section is so sweet

"i've never seen jungwon smile so much, he's so in love with [name] :("

"the way you can tell jungwon is proud when [name] laughs at his jokes"

but i think the most common type of comment are those type stamp ones

"at 1:23 [name]'s laugh is so cute!"

"0:58 when the camera panned over to [name] my jaw dropped... she's gorgeous!"

"5:29 [NAME] IS SO FUNNY I LOVE HER"

"at 4:40 i love the way [name] completes jungwon's sentence, i've never seen two people that are just so perfect for each other"

yk how on youtube there's that feature where you can see the most replayed part?

when you pop into frame that's the most replayed part of his video 😭

his viewerbase on reddit probably posts you

like its a screenshot from the video and theyre like "it's [name]! the one on the whiteboard!"

i think his fanbase would be really nice on reddit too :(

"she's so pretty!"

"jungwon has immaculate taste"

indeed he does <3

he's so proud of you, like i think he definitely looks at the comments and screenshots them to keep reading them

like YES THAT'S MY GIRLFRIEND

HOWEVER

jungwon makes those "going through my subreddit" videos

and he comes across a post hyping you up

at first hes liek "YES YES YES MY GF IS SO BEAUTIFUL"

but then the comments on the post are like

"she's so beautiful, do ygs think she's single?"

"hi [name] 😏 (i am the ceo of amazon and read feminist literature books btw)"

obv all jokes

and jungwon's face visibly drops

he gives the camera a MAD side eye

a STINK EYE

jungwons like "all right, who said that 🤨"

AND THEN HE REPORTS AND BANS THEM 😭

he makes posts on his subreddit like "all of u are going missing next time i see shit like this"

HELP

riki ☆

sorry he's a shitposter

i think riki posts those genshin impact and fortnite playthroughs

but he also posts other gamer things

but he actually has a good fanbase

he's at like 900k subscribers even though he doesn't have a fixed upload schedule or specific genre of post

he's never showed his face like ever on his channel, but he definitely shows his personality through editing, video descriptions, and community posts

one day though

riki randomly posts a video titled "me and my girlfriend at the arcade"

and its a video of you and him on an arcade date :(

the majority of it is him behind the camera recording you as you play games

the way you can hear him chuckling behind the camera as you have cute reactions :((((

but there's also times where he's on camera

like when he's playing with the claw machine

and bc riki is a pro

he wins a you giant teddy bear!!

your cute lil cheers when he wins are like the most replayed part of the video

he takes such cute pictures of you hugging the bear aw

honestly his viewers are surprised when he posts the video

bc he used to be posting genshin impact videos why is there a vlog

but theyre not complaining

this video becomes one of his most viewed

since youre most of the video there's a lot of comments abt you

and i think his audience is close enough with riki to shit on him LMAAOAO

"[name] is so sweet i wanna hug her"

"i wish i was a teddy bear..."

"SHE'S SO CUTE"

"move aside riki"

"is [name] single by any chance"

"omg who is that weird random guy (riki) that keeps coming near you [name] is he bothering you queen"

"[name] who is this random guy are you cheating on me"

riki responds to these comments too

"you can't have her" "too bad she's lying in my arms right now" "she just kissed me" "do want want my girlfriend or a black eye"

he definitely starts fights

i think his video is so viral that he gets ppl outside his audience

and some ppl get mad when riki fights back 😭😭😭

“why is he fighting people they’re clearing joking” and riki responds like “yeah why is he fighting 🤬🤬🤬😡😡😡”

and then riki gets petty

and makes a video called

"addressing everything."

its like a logan paul apology video

it's also like 30 seconds 😭

"hi all... i just wanted to come here and apologize... for having a HOT GIRLFRIEND" and then he flips off the camera and it cuts off with you saying "babe?--"

lowk goes viral for it LMAO

behold the keyboard warrior trilogy- heehoonki ☠️

in the future riki does post more of your cute vlogs

and in the descriptions he's just ranting abt how much he loves you

lowk all the vlogs are basically just him admiring you

cuties

[byhees]

when you try to distract them with a kiss

heeseung would only flash a small smile, finding it adorable how you’d tried to distract him from the giant bouquet hiding by the side of the table, your lips pressing a quick peck to the swell of his cheeks, having to tiptoe ever so slightly to temporarily match his height; “are you sure that’s noth—“ and he’d be cut off with a kiss to his pretty lips, your head shaking immediately afterwards; he may or may not continually ask you for an answer, finding it endearing how you’d plant a kiss onto his lips whenever the words would slip past his mouth…

jay would be met with genuine confusion for a split second— he’d sworn that he’d seen two ginormous balloons cooped up in the cupboard, and who better to ask than you? and the moment that the question would fall from his lips, he’d find himself being peppered with kisses, his following sentence being interrupted by another peck; “woah woah.. what’s going on, babe?” he’d ask, receiving a little shrug in return, a small grin plastered on your face…

jake wouldn’t even register it as anything unusual; he’d casually ask about the little traces of crafts, and the very prettily-made card lying on your tabletop, not finding it strange how you’d rush towards his embrace, pressing a long kiss onto his lips to cut his words off; simply kisses you back, because realistically, he wouldn’t be able to resist your pretty lips. “ah right, about that card—“, and he’d be silenced with another peck; would be a little puzzled, asking a similar question only moments later…

sunghoon would realise your little ‘tactic’ almost immediately, finding it strange how you’d been so alarmed by the mere mention of a ‘bouquet of roses’— would honestly ask out of pure curiosity, not expecting you to press the longest kiss onto his cheek, lip-tint leaving a light kiss mark on his skin; and when he’d ask again, only to receive a similar response, he’d be struck with an endearing moment of realisation— “okay, okay.. i won’t ask anymore, baby”, he’d coo, a soft laugh slipping past his lips…

sunoo would be a little taken-aback; when he’d ask about the mysteriously packaged gift lying by the side of your desk, he’d be interrupted by a peck, the dragged ‘mwah’ cutting him off mid-question; only stares at you with lightly widened eyes, lips slightly parted in surprise. “woah.. what’s with the occasion, love?” he’d softly ask, seeing the light shake of your head, and the cross of your arms across your chest— asks about the present a mere few moments later, heart thumping with genuine curiosity, and from the sudden, yet not unwelcome, kiss…

jungwon would, intentionally, ask about the present by the bedside, over and over again, discreetly wanting to get more kisses and attention from you; “what’s that?” he’d ask for the first time, being answered with a short peck on the lips; “is that for me?” he’d ask a few moments later, lightly smiling against the kiss this time around— finds it endearing when you pout in light annoyance, brows digging into your skin as you cross your arms; “okay, okay.. i’ll stop”, he’d coo, softly laughing when you whip your head to the side, bottom lip jutting out sulkily…

riki would be speechless, the definition of being at a ‘loss for words’; would casually stroll into the living room with a prettily-wrapped gift, head lightly tilting as the words “what’s this, love?” slip past his lips— hadn’t expected to be met with a kiss on the lips, the present swiftly being swiped from his grip, and hidden behind your back; he’d meet your eyes with parted lips, light confusion hazing his gaze. “there’s a.. erm.. spider! behind you!” you’d hurriedly choke out, taking the turn of his head as an opportunity to scurry off, concealing the present at a better hiding spot…

[goldenhypen]

against the wall 𓈒 ݁ ₊

pairing. enhypen ot7 x reader

syn. literally just kisses against the wall with enhypen :’>

genre + warnings. fluff? suggestive? making out,,, literally just making out against a wall help me

wc. 1.9k (0.25k/member average… with jake’s as the exception… as always…)

a/n. help this is the most straightforward and out there and random fic ever help why does the title keep catching me off guard- but the idea of it alone gives me butterflies so maybe reading this will for you too,, enjoy :’>

❤︎ ⎯ lee HEESEUNG…

“careful not to hit your head, beautiful,” he said, catching the wall with his palm as your back hit the flat surface. he let out a tiny chuckle with a smirk that you could barely comprehend because not even a second later, his lips crashed right back onto yours, continuing right where he left off in your little make-out session.

he took the lead, first adjusting to find the best angle, arm leaning over you as his other hand held your jaw, tilting your head for better access. but amidst the passion-filled movements of his lips, he always had a way of keeping you at ease, allowing you to enjoy every second of it.

if it wasn’t for your body being held between his and the wall behind you, you would’ve been swept off your feet a long time ago.

your lips fit against his perfectly like a piece to a puzzle. being alone with him, the room was silent other than the sounds of your heavy breaths and lips repeatedly smashing against one other.

and he continued kissing you until your lips were sore and your heads spun in a drunken daze.

you stared at him as he pulled away, your mind empty as you consumed the sight of him, chest violently rising and falling, his fiery gaze never leaving your lips. and you watched as he dove down for yet another round.

❤︎ ⎯ park JONGSEONG…

as you were getting ready for the day to hang out with one of your friends, your phone lit up with an unexpected message from your boyfriend: hey, love, are you home? i’m outside :)

what was jongseong doing here?

you responded: coming!

running to the door, you opened it expectantly, only to find that your boyfriend wasn’t there. confused, you searched around for a second before your eyes landed on him, leaning on his car parked in front of your house. you smiled and quickly ran over.

“what are you doing here?” you asked excitedly.

“i don’t know,” he paused. “i just missed you.”

he stood up straight, back now off his car as he walked closer to you. so much so, however, that it caused you to back up, bumping straight into the wall of the vehicle.

you gulped. “you could’ve just called me or something.”

your last words nearly got lost in your throat by the way jongseong’s body was now trapping you between him and the car.

he was so close. were his lips always this pretty?

“but calling you wouldn’t allow me to do this…”

with his eyes fastened on your lips, he brought a hand to your chin and immediately pulled you in to meet your lips with his.

your heartbeat quickened at the unannounced gesture, yet you couldn’t help but melt under his touch, kissing him back.

as he placed one hand on the car behind you to lean in closer, the other circled to the side of your face, tilting your head to find that perfect angle.

you don’t know what had gotten into him, but were you complaining? not. at. all.

❤︎ ⎯ sim JAEYUN…

a gasp ran past your lips as jake pushed you against the hallway wall, a look of desire in his eyes, yet he made sure to support you so that you wouldn’t get hurt—the way he was gentle with his hands but sharp like daggers with his eyes.

he pressed an unexpectedly delicate kiss against yours lips, starting out soft but quickly escalating to something much more passionate, taking your breath away within seconds.

he pulled away, both of you panting as you got lost in each others’ eyes.

“you’re so beautiful, you know that?” jake whispered as his thumb caressed your cheekbone, finding himself unable to pull away from your loving stare. he smiled, wondering how he managed to ever get this lucky.

you chuckled. “yes, you tell me that every day.”

he let out a small and breathy laugh before calming into a soft smile. “yeah.”

eventually, and using all his willpower, he teared his eyes away, only to examine the rest of your facial features, and with every passing second—every inch of skin his eyes ran over—the beating of his heart grew more apparent to his ear drums. and his immense love for you broke down every bit and piece of strength he had in his soul, and he couldn’t help it. he just had to kiss you again.

and that’s exactly what he did, and it took only mere milliseconds before his lips found their way back home to yours, right where they belonged.

you smiled into the kiss, secretly wanting and waiting for this moment just as much as he had been. you savoured every second of it.

yet no amount of time could have felt long enough for the two of you. he could kiss you for 12 hours straight, and you’d still instantly miss the feeling of his lips on yours.

so when he pulled away, it left you hungry for more.

“don’t stop,” you quickly let out before immediately pulling him by the collar and bringing his lips to yours, so soft and sweet.

❤︎ ⎯ park SUNGHOON…

closed eyes, shared breaths and lips moving in sync against one another, you felt the delicacy of sunghoon’s fingertips brushing along the front of your jaw, finding their way to the back to cup the side of your head. this slow and soft movement shot shivers down every part of your body, causing your heartbeat to race faster than ever.

your back was pressed flush onto the wall of your room as sunghoon’s body was to yours before he pulled away ever so slightly to readjust and tilt his head in a way to get better access, returning just as quick as he was to leave.

the taste of coffee and creamy chocolate from the tiramisu you shared at the restaurant earlier lingered on his lips, and you were enjoying every bit of it.

mouths still moving with one another, you ran your hands up his chest, but your limbs grew weak with every kiss, your fingers barely gripping the fabric of his dress shirt hanging over his shoulders.

you felt his other hand pressed into your waist somehow gently firm, using his grip to pull you impossibly closer.

when he separated his lips from yours, eyes glued to your mouth, he whispered as you took his breath away—figuratively and literally—“you don’t understand how much i love you.”

“no?” you asked innocently.

all he did was stare at you in response, you wouldn’t be surprised if this was him zoning out, mind only occupied with having his lips back on yours.

you whispered, “then show me, hoon.”

and those four words were all it took for the switch inside of him to flick, and in an instant, his lips were back on yours, the way they were meant to be.

❤︎ ⎯ kim SUNOO…

“hey, let’s try this trend i found,” your boyfriend said as he approached you, who was conveniently already leaning against the wall. “put your hands together for a sec.”

“hm?” you hummed, confused, but proceeded to follow along anyways. you clasped your hands together. “like this?”

sunoo nodded, satisfied.

“now wha—”

leaving you no time to process, immediately, your own intertwined hands were lifted up above your head at the same time your boyfriend pressed his lips against yours in what was easily the hottest kiss he had given you yet.

but he pulled away sooner than you would’ve liked, separating from you far enough to put your hands gently back down, but unable to let one of your hands go from his.

you pouted. and suddenly reality came crashing onto you and your face grew warm.

“w-what was that for?” you asked, with a shy smile, your voice weak.

“i thought the trend would be fun to do with you.”

“are you saying it wasn’t what you expected?” you asked, disappointment laced in your voice.

he paused. “oh, it was beyond what i expected.”

“so you liked it?”

he didn’t answer, and just gave you a smirk in response instead.

“then do it again,” you said.

and without a moment to spare, he quickly dove in for another kiss, bringing his hand interlaced with yours back up beside your head, body leaning into yours to get impossibly closer.

silly trend.

❤︎ ⎯ yang JUNGWON…

“hi, baby,” jungwon said as he watched you walk through the door, returning home, “i missed you.”

you let out a small laugh. “it’s only been an hour.”

“an hour too long,” he added as he made his way to you, his arms open before you found your way into them, realizing how much you had been craving his embrace all day.

he pulled away slightly, causing you to look into his eyes filled with a glint of desire you had never seen before.

“w—” and before you could barely make out a sound, he had already brought his lips to yours in the softest kiss he had ever given you.

it was a long kiss that started out slow but quickly grew faster and harder—much more passionate and fiery than earlier. before you knew it, your back was against the wall, his body pressed against yours, hands tangled in each other’s hair.

but after a few seconds, he pulled back, hands dropping to your waist as he cleared his throat with a look of guilt overcoming his features. “sorry, i—”

“won—” you started, “don’t stop.”

his face washed over with relief and he smiled before taking your face into the palms of his hands and kissed you again.

❤︎ ⎯ nishimura RIKI…

“you liked that, didn’t you?” riki asked you teasingly, his forehead pressed against your own—funnily, kind of like how your back was to the wall at the moment.

your recollection of how you two got yourselves into this position was blurry. the countless kisses he had already given you left you in a trance. all you knew was that you craved for more.

his eyes followed his fingers as they brushed your jaw, leading their way to your chin, before his thumb brushed against your bottom lip.

you grew weaker with every touch of his skin to yours. why was he teasing you like this?!

“riki, just kiss me already.”

you would’ve said those words sooner if you had known that was all it would take for him to return his lips back to yours. in an instant, he was kissing you again, this time deeper and more passionate. it had a fire to it—or maybe that was the effect he had on you whenever he would treat you this way, causing a heat to rise and warm your face.

he rarely acted this way out in public—always feeling more comfortable showing you love alone in a more intimate matter.

but even so, rarely did it ever evolve into something like this: your body pushed against the wall of your home, his body pressed right into yours, missing your touch after a long and busy week for both of you.

but if it meant having to survive the toughest of days just to be with him, you’d live through them over and over again, because moments like this—time with him—made it all worth it.

with one last kiss, he pulled away ever so slightly, lips swollen and eyes in a daze as he whispered, nearly breathless, “we should do this more often.”

a/n. idk what’s up with my writing style lately but here you go :D hope you enjoyed :> i don’t write like this often so lmk what you think? :’>

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[bywons]

I HOPE NOBODY CATCH US ★

BABY, YOU’RE THE BADDEST─────𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎

❪ 𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐈𝐍𝐄 ❫ 𝖾𝗇𝗁𝗒𝗉𝖾𝗇 & 𝖿𝖾𝗆!𝗋 ✶ 𝟑𝟑𝟕𝟐 慕 ، 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 𝗁𝖼𝗌 ──────𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𓈒 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾

reb𝑙ogs& ˊᗜˋ 𝑓eedbacks 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄

LEE HEESEUNG

“don’t fret, i know how to get out of these lockers.”

it’s pitch black and cold inside the narrow space where heeseung pulls you in. the only light is the dying flicker of a neglected tube light in the hallway, its glow slicing through the vents in pale, trembling beams. just enough to catch the curve of his smirk—the glint in his eyes that spells nothing but trouble.

you exhale a shaky breath, half nerves, half anticipation. “i don’t think this is a good idea, ‘seung.”

“then you should probably stop thinking,” he whispers, taking one slow step forward until your back meets the chilled metal behind you.

his arm wraps around your waist with ease, fingers pressing into your side like he’s done this a hundred times. his other hand cups your cheek, tilting your face upward. “what? are you nervous?” the low murmur is a dare.

you lift a brow, masking the flutter in your stomach. “not at all,” you say, curling your arms around his neck, “so... are you not going to kiss me?”

heeseung’s grin turns devilish. “you’re playing with fire,” he murmurs, lips brushing yours—featherlight, taunting.

“and you love the burn,” you whisper back, your voice barely steady.

that’s all he needs.

he kisses you—no hesitation, just heat. it’s fast, breathless, the kind that knocks the world sideways. his grip tightens; one hand on your waist, the other in your hair, holding you like he can’t get close enough. your back hits the wall with a soft thud, but you barely register it—too consumed by the fire in his touch, the desperate push and pull of lips and teeth.

he pulls away just enough to breathe, his forehead pressed against yours.

“you taste better than i thought,” heeseung breathes, voice rough, ruined.

you barely have a second to respond before he’s kissing you again—slower now, deeper. like he’s trying to memorize every part of your mouth, the way you gasp into him, the way your fingers twist into the fabric of his hoodie.

“wait... do you guys hear that?” footsteps. laughter. voices.

“heeseung said he left his charger here, right?” jake.

“maybe he’s just making out with someone in a janitor’s closet again,” sunghoon laughs.

your eyes widen, panic rising, but heeseung doesn’t budge. “relax,” he murmurs, lips brushing your jaw. “they’ll leave.”

they don’t. the locker door creaks open.

light floods in. jake stares, stunned. sunghoon whistles. jay just nods. “called it. you two always do wonder off.”

you hide your face in his hoodie, mortified.

heeseung smirks, still holding you like he’s proud of being caught. then, calm as ever, he reaches out—

and slams the locker door shut in their faces. in the dark, he leans in again, lips ghosting your ear.

“now… where were we?”

PARK JONGSEONG

“you clearly don’t want to pass this semester,” jay murmurs, pushing his rimless glasses higher on his nose, his tone too calm for the way he’s currently cornering you between two forgotten shelves in the library’s quietest wing.

the second floor is dim and silent, almost sacred, except for the soft rustling of papers in your trembling hands. he takes another step forward. your back lightly bumps against the bookshelf behind you, heart beating somewhere between your throat and your stomach.

“i do want to pass,” you breathe, gaze flicking to his mouth—just for a second, but long enough.

jay notices. of course he does.

his lips curve. “funny,” he says, voice low and amused. “then why are you staring at me like i’m your final exam?”

heat rushes to your face. “you’re distracting.”

“so you’ve said,” he hums, his fingers brushing the hem of your sleeve, a barely-there touch that sets your skin alight. “but you haven’t done anything to stop me.”

you try to glare at him, but it falters when he leans in, close enough for your noses to almost brush. his breath is warm, laced with the faint scent of cinnamon gum, and you swear the air itself grows thinner around him.

“you’re not serious,” you whisper, pulse racing.

jay tilts his head. “aren’t i?”

and then he kisses you.

it’s deliberate—no hesitation, no asking. he kisses you like he already knows the answer, like he’s been counting down the seconds to this moment. his lips move slowly at first, savoring, testing, but it’s not long before the tension breaks, and he pulls you impossibly close. his hand cups the back of your neck, thumb brushing under your jaw as if grounding you while everything else inside you spins.

your hands fist in the front of his hoodie, dragging him in as you match the rhythm, letting him take over. the kiss deepens, grows messier. he tastes like coffee and certainty. your back presses harder into the shelf, and you don’t care about the books threatening to fall.

his other hand slides to your waist, gripping it with enough force to make your breath hitch. when he breaks away, your lips are swollen, your lungs desperate for air.

you barely have time to recover before he kisses you again, harder this time—urgent and consuming. you forget the setting, the time, the reason you were even studying in the first place.

then—

“what the hell—jay?”

the voice isn’t loud, but it’s shocked. jake. followed by a stifled gasp from sunoo and an audible snort from riki.

you break apart instantly, lips swollen, heart in your throat.

jay doesn’t flinch. he glances over his shoulder, unbothered, adjusting his glasses with the same composure he had before kissing you. “can i help you?”

“we were looking for that book on behavioral psych,” jake says, blinking. “didn’t realize you were—uh—conducting your own experiment.”

riki just claps sarcastically. “academia’s alive and well, i see.”

your face burns as you bury it in jay’s chest. he only smirks and strokes your hair.

“if you're done interrupting,” jay says smoothly, glancing at them like they're the problem, “we were just getting to the good part of chapter seven.”

SIM JAEYUN

“you shouldn’t be here,” jake murmurs, voice low and husky, though he doesn’t step away from you. in fact, he takes a slow step forward.

his room is dimly lit, shadows stretching across the walls from the bedside lamp. the soft scent of his cologne lingers in the air—clean, warm, dangerously addictive. you’re standing near his bed, back almost brushing the edge, while he watches you from the doorway with that same unreadable expression he always wears when he’s thinking something he probably shouldn’t.

you meet his gaze, arms folded loosely. “and yet, you haven’t asked me to leave.”

his lips twitch at the corners. “maybe i like the trouble.”

you raise an eyebrow. “maybe you are the trouble.”

another step. he’s closer now, close enough that you can hear the subtle hitch in his breath. “am i?” he asks softly, head tilting. “do i look like someone you should stay away from?”

“you don’t look like anything,” you whisper, pulse skipping. “you feel like danger.”

that earns a quiet chuckle from him, low in his throat. “good,” he says, leaning in. “because i’m not safe.”

you don’t answer—not with words. your hand finds the fabric of his shirt just as his fingers brush the side of your jaw, tilting your face to his. the kiss is instant. desperate. it starts like he’s been holding back for too long—slow for a second, like he wants to savor it—but then his lips part yours and the floodgates break open.

his hand slips around your waist, pulling you in as your back hits the bedpost. the lamp casts a golden halo across his cheekbones, eyes half-lidded, mouth devouring yours like he’s afraid to stop. your fingers tangle in his hair. he groans softly into the kiss, deepening it—his tongue brushing yours, teeth grazing your bottom lip, every movement charged.

he pulls back just enough to breathe, forehead resting against yours. “fuck,” he pants, “i’ve wanted to do that for so long.”

you don’t give him the satisfaction of a reply. instead, you tug him down again, kissing him until you're breathless—until your body melts into his.

and then—knock knock. the door swings open without warning.

“yo, jake, have you seen—” sunghoon’s voice dies mid-sentence. standing behind him are riki and jungwon, frozen in place. jungwon’s eyes widen like saucers. riki drops a bag of chips.

“holy shit,” riki mutters. “i knew it, something was going on with the two of you!”

you rip away from jake instantly, cheeks flaming. jake doesn’t even flinch. instead, he grins, wild and utterly unbothered, arm still looped around your waist.

“you could try knocking,” he says, breathless but smug.

“the door was open,” sunghoon retorts.

jake shrugs, leaning into you with a smirk. “guess you just caught a good scene.”

you bury your face in his shoulder, and jake just laughs, lips brushing your temple. “don’t worry,” he murmurs for your ears only, “we’re not done.”

PARK SUNGHOON

“we won’t get caught,” sunghoon says with a grin that borders on cocky as he glances down the empty hallway. “trust me.”

the school is quiet, almost eerily so. the last bell rang a while ago, and most students have cleared out—leaving nothing but the hum of distant lights and the faint echo of your own footsteps. lockers line the walls like sentries, silent witnesses to your nerves.

you hesitate, arms crossed, scanning the hallway once more. “this feels like the start of a horror movie.”

sunghoon laughs under his breath, then shrugs off his jacket and flips it up over both your heads, draping it behind you like a makeshift curtain as he pins you gently against the lockers. “then let’s make it a good one.”

the world narrows—just his breath, his cologne, the tension between you both in the small darkness under that jacket. the metal of the locker is cold at your back, but his hands are warm, settling against your waist with a practiced ease.

“sunghoon,” you whisper, but your voice catches when his fingers press a little firmer.

“hm?” he hums, already dipping down, brushing his lips across your cheek before finding your mouth in a slow, deliberate kiss.

it starts soft—just the barest press—but it doesn’t stay that way. his hand slips up your side, your fingers knot in his shirt, and then his mouth opens against yours, tongue tasting, teasing. the jacket rustles slightly with every shift of movement, but it stays in place, cloaking you both in heated secrecy.

his kisses are addicting. deep, breathless, spine-tingling. his other hand cups your jaw, angling your face as he kisses you like he’s starving—slow but consuming, like he’s memorizing the shape of your mouth.

you gasp softly between kisses, voice barely there. “someone might—”

“shh,” he mumbles, lips brushing yours again, “you worry too much.”

and that’s when you hear it. the sound of a shoe squeaking. a plastic bottle dropping. footsteps that stop dead.

“are they… under a jacket?” jake’s voice is filled with disbelief and too much amusement.

“i think they are,” jay adds flatly. “they really thought this was stealth.”

sunghoon doesn’t move, doesn’t even flinch. he exhales through his nose like he’s annoyed by the interruption. “we’re in the middle of something,” he says calmly, without removing the jacket or even looking up.

you bury your face in his shoulder, mortified. your entire body is burning.

“okay, okay, carry on, romeo and juliet,” jake laughs, footsteps retreating with teasing echoes. “don’t let us stop true love.”

only when the hallway goes quiet again does sunghoon speak, voice low, smug, lips at your temple.

“told you they wouldn’t catch us,” he murmurs, kissing you again before you can argue—slower this time, like he has all the time in the world.

KIM SUNOO

the door to the rooftop creaks behind you as sunoo leads the way up, glancing over his shoulder with that telltale glint in his eyes. the city stretches out beneath you—lights twinkling like scattered gems against velvet darkness. it’s quiet, save for the occasional car horn echoing from below, and the wind brushes past your cheeks, sharp and cold.

“we shouldn’t be here,” you murmur, hugging yourself as the breeze cuts through your hoodie.

sunoo just smiles. “that’s why it’s perfect,” he says, unbothered as he shrugs off his cardigan and gently drapes it over your shoulders. his fingers linger on your arms for a beat too long. “see? better already.”

you nod, but your breath hitches when he steps closer—barely an inch of space left between you. his eyes soften, the mischief in them giving way to something more tender.

“you okay?” he asks, his voice low, careful, like he’s afraid he’s overstepped.

“yeah,” you whisper. “just… nervous.”

sunoo chuckles quietly, reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. “you don’t have to be.” his touch lingers, and his fingers trail down to your jaw, featherlight. “not with me.

the wind swirls around you again, but you barely feel it—not when his face is this close, not when his gaze drops to your lips and your heartbeat begins to drown everything else out.

“sunoo,” you breathe, like a warning and an invitation all at once.

he doesn’t hesitate anymore.

his lips meet yours, soft and slow at first, like a secret passed in the dark. his hand cups your cheek, tilting your face toward him as his thumb brushes against your skin. your fingers twist into the sleeves of his cardigan, holding onto him like he’s the only thing tethering you to the ground.

the kiss deepens—still sweet, but more urgent now, as if he’s been waiting for this moment longer than he’s let on. his other arm wraps around your waist, pulling you closer until you’re flush against him, your breath mingling in the cool air.

your heart thunders in your chest when the rooftop door creaks open.

“yo—sunoo?!” jungwon’s voice cuts through the moment like a blade.

you both freeze, lips still inches apart, hands locked in place. sunoo turns his head slightly, not letting go.

jungwon stands in the doorway, stunned. “you said you were getting air!”

sunoo smirks, not missing a beat. “and i did,” he says, looking back at you. “the kind that knocks you breathless.”

you bury your face in his chest, half-mortified, half-laughing, while jungwon groans dramatically and mutters something about needing therapy.

sunoo just hums, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “worth it.”

YANG JUNGWON

the gym feels different when it’s empty. not silent—just hushed, like the walls are holding their breath. overhead, one flickering light buzzes faintly, casting long shadows across the polished court. basketballs are lined neatly on their racks. the bleachers sit folded and bare.

you lean against the far wall, arms crossed, pulse quickening as jungwon approaches with that signature calm that always makes your stomach flutter.

“you shouldn’t be here,” you whisper, but it doesn’t come out stern—not when you’re already smiling.

he doesn’t stop walking until he’s right in front of you, one hand resting casually against the wall beside your head. “neither should you,” he says, voice low, soft, teasing. “but that hasn’t stopped you before.”

you scoff under your breath. “we’re going to get caught.”

“no one’s coming back. practice ended twenty minutes ago. coach left.” he leans in closer, eyes on your mouth. “it’s just us.”

the heat radiating off his body is intoxicating. it seeps into you, makes your breath hitch as his fingers brush your wrist—lightly at first, then firmer, more certain, like he needs to hold on. the tension simmers between you, thick and magnetic.

“this isn’t smart,” you murmur, but your hand betrays you, fingers curling into the fabric of his hoodie, tugging him in. jungwon only smiles, gaze flicking down to your lips. “that’s what makes it fun.”

he kisses you before you can argue. it’s slow, deliberate. not rushed or clumsy, but intense—like he’s got all the time in the world and still chooses to use it here, with you. his hand moves to cup your jaw, thumb brushing your cheek, while the other slips around your waist to pull you closer.

the cold wall presses against your back, but the chill doesn’t matter. not when jungwon’s mouth moves like that—patient, tasting, stealing every breath you try to take.

your fingers twist into the front of his hoodie, holding him like he might disappear if you let go. he sighs into the kiss, tilts his head just enough to deepen it, and your knees nearly buckle when his teeth graze your lower lip.

it’s perfect—until the door creaks open.

you don’t register it right away. not until a sharp voice echoes from across the court.

“um… am i interrupting something?”

your entire body tenses. jungwon pulls back slowly, just far enough to look over his shoulder.

riki stands near the entrance, a basketball tucked under his arm, eyebrows raised so high they nearly disappear into his bangs. he’s frozen, blinking like he’s unsure whether to laugh or scream.

you shove at jungwon’s chest, trying to step away, but he just slides his hand down your arm, lacing your fingers together.

“relax,” he murmurs, cool and unfazed.

“this isn’t what it looks like,” you blurt out quickly, even though it’s exactly what it looks like.

riki cocks his head. “sure. two people making out in the dark gym? totally innocent.”

jungwon doesn’t let go. he just glances at you, smile tugging at his lips, then back at riki.

“door will be locked next time,” he says. and this time, you don’t even argue.

NISHIMURA RIKI

the rehearsal studio is nearly empty now, the clatter of shoes and echo of laughter long faded into silence. riki grabs your hand with a grin, tugging you toward the dim backstage area behind the curtain.

“what are you doing?” you ask, breathless from the run.

“hiding,” he says simply, and you let him.

the glow of a lone utility lamp casts long shadows on the walls, painting the space in soft amber hues. the air smells like sawdust and sweat and something unspoken between you two. your back hits the cold cinderblock wall gently as riki stops in front of you, still holding your hand.

he looks down at your intertwined fingers, then up at you. “you’ve been avoiding me all week,” he says, voice low.

your breath hitches. “i wasn’t—”

“don’t lie,” he cuts in, but his tone is gentle. teasing. he steps closer until there’s no space between you. “if you didn’t want me to kiss you, you wouldn’t have followed me back here.”

your heart slams against your ribs. “who said i didn’t want you to?”

his grin is pure trouble. “then let me.

he doesn’t give you a second to overthink it. his hand cradles the side of your face, thumb brushing your cheekbone as his lips find yours. the kiss is warm and urgent, all the tension from the past few weeks unraveling in seconds. he kisses like he’s been holding back for days—fast, almost rough, but grounding.

his free hand grips your waist, pulling you flush against him as his lips part yours. your fingers knot in the front of his sweatshirt, your body arching into his as the kiss deepens. he tastes like strawberry gum and something distinctly him—reckless, electric, addictive.

you barely hear the sound of footsteps over the rush in your ears.

“riki?” a voice calls out from the main stage. “did you leave your phone—?”

you both freeze.

riki sighs dramatically against your lips, but doesn’t pull away. “ignore it,” he murmurs.

“riki?” the voice comes closer now. “are you hiding again—oh my god.”

you tear away from him in panic as sunoo stares, mouth agape and very much not alone. jake peeks in over his shoulder, then promptly turns around and walks back out.

“i told you not to come back here,” riki groans, dragging his hand down his face.

sunoo snickers, already pulling out his phone. “this is so going in the groupchat.”

your face burns as you bury it in riki’s chest. “we’re dead.”

riki just shrugs, arms looping around you with zero shame, as he shoos away sunoo “whatever.”

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[seozii]

─── THEY’RE THE KIND OF BF TO! ★ׄ

𝑯eeseung

Defend you, no matter what

Heeseung is always ready to defend his partner no matter what. If some rando talks shit about you esp behind your back trust me when I say boy will he go feral. He wouldn’t hesitate to throw hands.

𝑱ay

Bless you with his cookings

Jay honestly wouldn’t mind cooking a dozens of food for you. Whether you’re not feeling it, sick, busy or smth he doesn’t care, he’s decorating the dining table with a bunch of food if he feels like you need it.

𝑱ake

Patiently wait for you by the door

Jake is like your loser puppy bf who just can’t stand being away from you. He once said you’re both magnets and can never be far away from each other. He’s always waiting by the front door some minutes after you notify him you’re almost home.

𝑺unghoon

Stand outside a shopping a store like your bodyguard

Sunghoon had always had this dark, intimidating aura whenever he’s in public. He absolutely despised shopping due to the stress of standing and helping you carry shopping bags around. He learnt his lesson after one chaotic experience. Since the he vowed never to step a foot in side a store with you. He just stays outside monitoring you so nothing bad happens.

𝑺unoo

Gossip and judge people with you

Sunoo absolutely loves to gossip with you. Always leaning into your ear as he whispers about other people. A clear hint of judgement in his tone. “Omg what the flip….. why is her butt square shaped” he said with a wtf face. “SpongeBob square pants the second”

𝑱ungwon

Okokokok bf

Although I feel like Sunghoon is more of an okokok bf. Jungwon is some of that too. Like bro would literally shut anyone up just to listen to you ramble. Nodding his head along, making sure to give feedbacks in between.

𝑹iki

Judge you for everything you do

Riki would honestly judge every singe thing you do. “Gosh why are you such a heavy sleeper” he groaned shifting your head to a more comfortable position on his shoulders. “Ewww is that drool” he scrunches up his nose eyeing you up and down.

[jakesangel]

ouch my head 💢 - smau

when y/n almost gets hit by a random hot basketball player who happens to have a huge crush on her

pairing : loser desperate jake x hot 'meanie' reader aka black cat gf x golden retriever bf

warning : they are all in college so will have college humor w sex jokes n kms/kys jokes

jake's group of friends : basketball extracurricular - heeseung + jay but also knows jungwon n sunghoon

y/n's group of friends : fashion extracurricular - sunghoon sunoo jungwon

not gonna show the profiles nobody really care anyway but here's a little spoiler > <

master list :

1 💢 i’m sure he looks fine as hell under his hoodie

2 💢 i had an accident.

3 💢 why his side profile so 🫦

4💢 i will make him pregnant.

5 💢 i'd gladly ask jake to try it again

6💢 jake getting bitches before me make no sense

7 💢 DELTE

8 💢 am i too pretty for you to answer

9 💢 you can make girls laugh 😲

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[tzyunaes]

ONE MORE KISS ⟢𓈒𓈒 wherein you refuse to kiss them back

bf!엔하이픈 ⟡    𝑓𝖾𝗆!r    ───────𝗀 .   fluff established relationship  &&   𝖼𝗐  .  skinship & kissing ‎ ‎ . . . 11OO ｡     [  𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗋𝒾𝗌 ]

jennifer says .. too short but still took me a while TT hope you enjoy ! ^^

lee heeseung

heeseung’s lips brushes against your lips as he leans in for the nth time for a kiss but you pull back, refusing to give him his all so desired kiss. his eyes gleam in confusion ; changing into his infamous bambi expression,

“baby…” he whines, pout visible in his face, you hold back the laugh and try to put on a stoic face just to tease him more, “no more kisses for you today, you've gotten enough,” heeseung’s eyes widens at that,

“are you seriously putting restrictions on kissing my own wife?” he mutters, making your heart flutter and letting the pink hue scar your cheeks and you finally give in, mumbling “fine, you win” in a flustered state and his face doesn't take long to brighten up and a faint grin breaks in as he leans for another kiss from his “wife”.

park jongseong

as jay leans in to steal another kiss from you, you lean back to his surprise. you could see his pretty eyes twinkling in confusion but vanishing as soon cause he already knew it's just you and your new playfulness every other day, he holds back a chuckle and pulls you closer by your waist.

“oh c’mon baby, not this again,” he says, “let me get one more kiss pretty please, princess?” making you look away to hide your flustered state, you just knew that he caught your little game and decided to play along,

he chuckles and nuzzles your neck “don’t say no now,” his whisper warm in your exposed skin. the sensation makes you feel butterflies and you finally decide to give in and peck his lips.

he smiles faintly, his eyes lighting up like he could never be more happier and leans down engulfing your lips in his.

sim jaeyun

“hi my pretty girlfriend, i want another kiss,” he states when you pull away from his embrace and reject his soft pretty lips on you, staring at you like a needy puppy.

you stifle back a chuckle when you see the gaze and look away, “literally no, it was supposed to be one kiss, you're making this too long,” he could've tried to be offended but couldn't when he saw the mischievous glint in your eyes he held back a grin, wrapping his arm around your waist.

“well, can you blame a man for wanting to shower his girl with kisses? your cheeks turn red by his infectious words, “try again,” though your expression betrays your declaration.

he chuckles and leans in, a satisfied grin taking over his face when you don't back away and pulls you in a sloppy kiss.

park sunghoon

his eyebrows furrowed in confusion when you don't kiss him back and stay still. “what happened, princess? did i do something wrong?”

sunghoon’s soft and tired gaze lingered on your face to find out the reason for it. he's been resting his head on your chest for the whole evening, cherishing the love of his life in the warmth of the lazy sunday, he sure needed a while to catch on to your little prank.

you giggle softly, shaking your head in response to his plea and cup his face, “no baby, i was just being silly,”

you nearly whisper, his face brightens up in an instant. “now now, let me steal my kiss, pretty girl,” his voice follows with a faint smile as he starts peppering your whole face with kisses, earning pecks from you as well, adoration visible in his pretty eyes as ever.

kim sunoo

a loud melodramatic gasp echoes in the air when you move away from sunoo’s embrace, followed by a pout on his pretty face, he immediately knows what you're doing and rolls his eyes playfully.

“oh c’monnn,” he whines, making you giggle out loud when you see his expression, “what?” you state, knowing what it exactly is, “you know what” he huffs but playful glint visible in his eyes as he moves closer to you, “c’mon, angel. look at your pretty boyfie, do you not see the need to shower him with kisses?”

you roll your eyes, “i literally don't—” your words left hanging in the air when his lips captured yours and brought you closer.

with a soft sigh that resembled that you chose to give in cause you already melted in your boyfriend's embrace, you let him and kiss him back anyway.

yang jungwon

the sun allowed its warm rays to peek through the curtains. as you lie in the bed together, jungwon gently roll over to your body and nuzzle your face, expecting for a kiss but you dodge it, his eyebrows furrowing,

“baby please,” he pleas, definitely not patient with your games and teasing, but you weren't going to give in that easily either.

he hovers over you sulking, “oh you're gonna pull this on me right now? do you hate me be honest,” he retorts half dramatically half playfully, you giggle, “stop being so dramatic, wonnie. you will live,” you say, making him sulk even more. “you can't be serious right now. pleaseee just one kiss.”

he whines, staring at you as he almost cages you against the bed and his hands moving to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear and wait for you to kiss him. you laugh softly before finally pecking his lips and is face breaks into a satisfied grin too quickly.

nishimura riki

as soon as you dodge the kiss from his duckie lips and giggle internally, he already knows it and will definitely pull out his teasing cocky side like a reverse card.

as you pulled back from him and leaned back in the couch, he smirks teasingly, “oh? are you really gonna do this now, pretty girl? c’mon, you know you won't be able to resist me,” he states, letting you take your time, the confident smug smile visible in his face causing you to roll your eyes.

you try to pull back and keep looking away but as your not so sweet boyfriend said, you can’ resist him for too long, you finally let out a sigh and go back to him for a kiss, “that's more like it, baby."

he says with a smile, pulling you to his lap and kissing your lips, “you're too cocky i hope you know that.” you retort, though a pink ray visible in your face.

[i2ycat]

crossing boundaries

pairing. enhypen maknae line x fem!reader synopsis. the fine line between friends and something more always seems to be crossed whenever u text them genre. smau, friends to ???, fluff warnings. cursing, little sex joke if u squint lol main masterlist

reblogs and comments are very much appreciated!

hyung line ver.

© i2ycat 2025 maknae line ver is finally here!! was scrolling thru tiktok when i got the idea for jungwon’s “RAWW i meant AWW” one lol <//3 damn sorry i’m not original 💔💔😓 also posted this in honour of enchella….

[boyfhee]

엔하이픈───𝗣𝗨𝗟𝗟 𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥, 𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗖𝗟𝗢𝗦𝗘𝗥

𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗜𝗢ㅤ／ㅤso, let me sit on your lap and press dewy kisses on your chest.

CATALOGUEㅤ｡⠀( 245O ) ㅤ&ㅤbf ! enha x fem ! reader, fluff ㅤ 𖥔 kissing, petnames, skinship

ㅤ ꒰⁠ ⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠ ꒱ㅤ..ㅤwrtiting a very very old idea >< as always, happiest reading mwah mwah <3

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HEESEUNG

his sunday evenings are for gaming and today was nothing different. you finish up whatever you were doing before deciding to join your boyfriend.

you sneak up to him with a quiet laugh, planting a quick peck on his cheek when he's in the middle of saying something over the headset.

“is that seat taken?” you ask casually, lips pursed. he takes a second to pause the game before looking at you, half flustered half confused, before realisation set in him when he sees your gaze pointing at his lap.

a swift motion and you're already on his lap with your back pressed flushed against his chest. his arms snake around your waist, tugging you closer to him and his breath is warm against your ear as you feel him smirking amidst his words. “only by you, angel,”

JONGSEONG

he has been waiting for you on the couch for fifteen minutes now, all ready with blankets and your favourite snacks for the movie. his eyes never leave the sight of you in your silk sleep set, hair slightly wet from the shower, waiting for you.

and, he's literally giving you those cute pleading eyes when you come around, patting the space next to him, biting back the cutest smile, only for you to catch him off with your next words, “can i sit here instead?”

your finger is pointing his lap and his eyes are wide in amusement. you're such a tease sometimes, it's not healthy for his heart. jay can only chuckle at your request, hands on your hips to pull you down on his lap. “you don't have to ask, doll,”

he nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck, pressing butterfly kisses before gently turning your face towards him by your chin to press his lips against yours— and you might do this again.

JAEYUN

you hate exam season and it's mainly because you get to see less and lesser of your beloved boyfriend. nonetheless, he made time for you, inviting you over to his place, to which to happily agree.

“hi, my love,” he whispers against your lips before pulling you into a kiss just as you enter his apartment. your lips curl into a smile, reciprocating the kiss, sweet, slow and ever so heavenly on your lips as he backs you towards the couch, only to pull back just before the best part. “i have missed you,”

and he's looking at you expectantly, waiting for his long awaited hug, the one where you both just melt into each other's embrace without any care for the world. however, you simply give him a shy look, requesting quietly. “can i sit on your lap instead?”

it would be a lie to say your words don't make him blush, but he's quick to pull you down on his lap, nice and cozy, your arms around each other as if one would disappear the next moment. his face is buried in your shoulder while your fingers trace a gentle pattern on his back, and he sighs contently. “i could get used to this,”

SUNGHOON

it's honestly a sixth sense. he could sense your puppy dog eyes from across his room while he is working on something. a sigh escapes his lips and puts the pen down, looking up at you. “can you stop with those eyes?”

despite his words, your eyes only get more pleading, pout getting deeper— almost like an exaggerated frown. actually, it's painfully hard to ignore you when you're looking so adorable.

“come here,” and sunghoon finally gives in, pushing his chair back, looking at you while you're standing in front of him with the same look as before. you don't even have to say it. he knows exactly what would lift your mood and he does exactly that— pulling you onto his lap and wrapping his arms around your waist. “satisfied now?”

he smiles when you nod against his chest, burying your face deeper before looking up at him with the sweetest smile that makes his heart flutter. “very,”

SUNOO

he already knows you're up to something when you lead him into the bedroom and push him down on the bed. well, it's not half wrong that he is expecting something— then you take out something from your drawer.

“let me do your eyeliner,” you chime in with a smile, eyes gleaming with excitement and mischief as you add more words. “while sitting on your lap,”

it takes him a good minute to process your words. you can be quite menacing and he's well aware of it by the look on your face.

he leans back on the bed and takes your hand, tugging you forward and letting you settle comfortably on his lap. your one hand cups his cheek, caressing gently as he kisses the tip of your nose. “i prefer to have you on my lap anyway,”

JUNGWON

a relieved sigh falls off your boyfriend's lips when his eyes catch a glimpse of you through the crowd, walking inside the hall.

he chuckles at the way your nose scrunches up due to the smell of alcohol in the air, the displeasure immediately morphing into bliss when you spot him on a couch in the corner. “i thought you wouldn't come,”

“i changed my mind,” you shrug, eyes looking around at everyone as he takes your hand, trying to make a little space for you on the already packed couch. “it's okay, i'll sit here,”

his eyes immediately go wide at your implication, the way your gaze shifts down to his lap and then up at him. “you sure, princess?”

“why not?” you make yourself comfortable on his lap, one hand on his cheek and the other arm instinctively goes around his neck when he tugs you closer by your waist. “you're my boyfriend,”

and he's not used to it— the word or your boldness. two months into the relationship and you know exactly how to leave him speechless. but then you lean closer, capturing his lips into a slow kiss.

“that i am,” he whispers after pulling back for air, and he wouldn't have it any other way.

NI-KI

out of all things, riki didn't expect you to show up at his place with his favourite snacks and soft drinks. you're in his room, which is quite a mess if he's being honest. he himself is sitting only in his sweats and a tank top, hair messy, scrolling through his phone— honestly, his mom could've at least let him know before letting his dear girlfriend go upstairs to his room.

“wait—” he looks around frantically, not quite sure where to start from, half flushed and half embarrassed. “uh, where are you going to sit. . .”

it's a quiet whisper followed by your soft laugh and you put the bag of edibles on his desk, enjoying how his go red cheeks when you step closer as he instinctively sits back on the chair.

“how about here?” his mouth falls agape and you hold back a giggle when his face turns a darker shade of red. he doesn't say no— eyes spelling yes along with a slow nod. “you're so cute,”

he hides away his face further, hands caressing gentle patterns on your waist involuntarily. “s-shut up,”

[caramelpeaching]

where you at

they see your location change late at night (life360 app style)

pairing. ot7 bf!enhypen x f!reader

genre. smau, fluff

[saturnznct]

how he acts when you're pregnant | enhypen x reader

➸ request from anon; heyy, I’m so happy you’re back! You’re fics were always my go-to if I wanted to read anything dad/pregnancy related, loved them all! can you please write about how enhypen would treat you during pregnancy, like their protectiveness, taking care of the reader, or when she’s having complications etc. 🤍

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➸ word count; 2335 words

➸ sangyoon, sam, ella, eunhye, yeeun, seren; in the womb lol

➸ warning(s); mentions of vomiting, implied sexy time, gestational diabetes, preeclampsia, mentions of possible birth complications

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heeseung

Heeseung can’t take his hands off you.

You don’t know if it’s because you’re newlyweds, or if it’s because you’re pregnant, but he can’t stay away.

At least one hand is always somewhere on you, on your shoulder, around your waist, on your thigh or knee. 

At night, it doesn’t matter if it’s in the dead of summer, his arm is snaked around you and his head is buried in the back of your neck.

Once you reach your second trimester, and your bump becomes noticeable, Heeseung is always touching your bump, tapping it absentmindedly with his fingers, beaming from ear to ear when eventually he can feel your baby boy squirming underneath his touch.

Sometimes he wakes up in the middle of the night to the push of feet against his palms, it made him smile every time.

Heeseung is also completely whipped for you, he’ll do anything you ask. 

Your cravings get intense, and he doesn’t complain when you wake him at three in the morning whining about salted popcorn with cheese on. And he goes to the store for you, every time.

Heeseung isn’t usually very sappy, but as soon as your bump pops up he’s the most sentimental soppy man in the world.

Every morning and night he talks to your bump about anything and everything. Even during the day he will randomly address the bump asking it questions.

‘Okay, little one,’ Heeseung sinks to his knees one morning, resting a hand on either side of your bump, ‘kick once for cornflakes. Kick twice for the chocolate cereal.’

You giggle, ‘you’re an idiot.’

‘I’m indecisive. This boy needs to pull his weight and help me. He’s already living here rent free for the next however long.’

You roll your eyes, going back to your own breakfast.

‘What do you think baby boy?’ Heeseung gently pokes at your bump attempting to illicit a response.

Eventually your son delivers a single kick, causing you to choke on your coffee. 

‘Unlucky,’ you laugh at his disappointed face, ‘cornflakes it is.’

‘I will evict him as soon as physically possible. How can he disrespect me like this in my own house.’

‘Can’t wait until he’s actually here,’ you murmur.

‘Me too,’ Heeseung kisses your bump before getting up to kiss your head and reach for the cornflakes.

jay

Jay isn’t too overbearing during your pregnancy. He’s not the type to constantly ask if you need anything, he will wait for you to ask him.

That doesn’t mean he doesn’t anticipate your needs, you’ll come home from a late shift to find your pregnancy pillow already set up, your cravings are always fully stocked and there’s always plenty of bubble bath.

Where he does get somewhat intense is in public.

Jay constantly worries about harm coming to either of you. When you go shopping, he’s careful not to be recognised, wearing hats and glasses as to not to draw attention to you. In airports, his arm is always around you, guiding you around. 

So, when he’s on tour during your pregnancy and you come to visit, he’s on high alert.

‘Jay, I can walk around the venue by myself,’ you’re escorted into the dressing room by a security guard.

Jay pulls you into a hug, kissing the top of your head, ‘there’s lots of equipment around baby, what if you hurt yourself?’

You roll your eyes, ‘have I ever hurt myself backstage before?’

‘Let me look after you,’ he pecks your lips, ‘anyway, it’s soundcheck soon. There’s a nice chair set up for you beside the stage for the actual show as well-‘

‘Wait, I’m going to watch from backstage?’

‘Yeah, of course,’ Jay says, ‘going out there can’t be good for you, or the baby-‘

‘But you know I love being in the audience,’ you pout, ‘Jay, I want to be out there singing along with my lightstick just like everyone else.’

Jay tilts his head, ‘I don’t know, sweetheart, you’re so far along and the fans can be so intense…’

‘I’ll be in the stands with your managers, I’ll have so much space!’

‘I just have visions of you falling over or someone bumping into you..’

‘Please, baby,’ you pull out the puppy eyes, wrapping your arms around his waist, and you quickly see him crumble.

‘Fine, but minimal dancing,’ he taps your nose, ‘and a security guard.’

Just then, a stage runner knocks on the door, letting Jay know he’s needed for soundcheck.

‘Come on, I’ll take you to your seat.’ 

‘Jay!’

jake

When you first found out you were pregnant, Jake sort of panics a little bit.

You’re hunched over the toilet and throwing up he doesn’t really know what to do. This is completely new territory for him. Your early symptoms often have him incredibly flustered, you’re emotional, your boobs hurt and you’re constantly dizzy.

One night, Jake comes home from practice, and it’s like his instincts awaken when he sees you in the bathroom, on the floor sobbing.

‘Jake,’ you cry when you see him, and he’s instantly at your side on the tiles, ‘I can’t do this anymore.’

Jake takes you into his arms, letting you cry into his shoulder.

‘I know I haven’t been the most.. helpful,’ he murmurs, ‘but I know you, and you are so strong, and you can do this. And I will do everything and anything you need from me, okay?’

From then on, Jake is the most attentive boyfriend, and is very touchy. You don’t even have to ask, and he’s giving you a foot massage. You come home from work, and there’s already a bath run for you at the perfect temperature.

Once you’re four months in, your bump becomes noticeable, and Jake’s level of affection is just exacerbated. 

Every night he rubs your lotion on your bump, tells the bump about his day, and sleeping with his hand on it.

When you’re hormonal, he holds you.

‘Everything hurts, Jake,’ you sob, ‘all day. She’s been sitting on my spine all day, and I’ve been having braxtons, and my boobs hurt and they’re leaking, I tried to nap but I just couldn’t-‘

Jake from month one in your pregnancy would’ve freaked out at your outburst, but this Jake, in month seven, is calm and collected.

He runs you a bath, filling it with lavender bubbles. On your insistence, he gets in behind you, rubbing your back, shoulders and achy breasts.

’Is that better?’ Jake murmurs, the timbre of his voice sending a shiver down your spine and stirring up your hormones.

‘Much,’ you roll your head back against his shoulder, ‘you’re the best.’

He kisses your head, ‘how about we get out and go lay down?’

‘We can get out,’ you nod, ‘but can we do more than lay down?’

Jake grins cheekily, ‘incredible idea.’

sunghoon

For your whole pregnancy, Sunghoon is just filled with pride. He shows ultrasound photos to everyone and talks nonstop about your incoming baby girl to anyone that will listen.

Sunghoon becomes a bit of a pregnancy expert. Every book he can get his hands on, he reads cover to cover. He knows what to expect, what was abnormal and everything in-between. 

So Sunghoon did notice just how much you were needing to go to the bathroom. 

It was relentless. He would wake up several times a night to you wriggling out of his arms and padding into your ensuite. During the day, you’re constantly up and down needing to pee, when you’re driving you have Sunghoon pull into service stations constantly. 

He brings it up to your doctor at the next scan. Your doctor agrees that the rate of your bathroom trips are a little out of the ordinary, so he refers you for blood tests. 

‘Gestational diabetes,’ you read the words on the leaflet, slumped in the passenger seat of your car.

‘Y/N..’

‘This is my fault.’

‘Y/N, you heard the doctor. Sometimes these things just happen,’ Sunghoon rests a hand on your arm.

‘What if something happens to her because of this? I know he said that the risks were small, but what if?’ you begin to tear up.

’She was perfect on the scan the other day, remember? I’m going to help you through this. We’re going to get through this.’

Sunghoon stayed up all night that night reading article after article about gestational diabetes. You woke up the next morning to find a full google doc with meal plans, exercise routines and a schedule to check your blood sugars.

He happily did everything with you, eating the same meals and cutting down on sugar. 

On an evening, the two of you would go down to the pool in your apartment complex for a swim. You would slowly swim around while chatting, usually about the baby or work. 

‘You’ve made this so much easier for me,’ you stand over your daughter’s empty crib, damp hair occasionally dripping onto your bump, ‘thank you.’

‘It’s what I’m supposed to do,’ Sunghoon gently turns you around by your waist and kisses your nose, ‘as your husband and her father.’

‘We love you, Hoon.’

‘I love you too.’

sunoo

Sunoo feels totally out of his depth. 

Suddenly his fiancee is pregnant, something you never expected. He doesn’t know the first thing about pregnancy, and doesn’t know how to respond to your symptoms. He sort of just treats you as if you’re sick, bringing you soup and tea but keeping his distance. At the same time, you’re hormonal, and can’t understand why he’s staying away.

You worry he doesn’t want the baby, that he’s having second thoughts, or you’re bothering him too much with your requests. In reality, Sunoo is just so worried that he’s not being helpful, or that somehow he might hurt or upset you.

One night you’re laying in bed together watching TV in silence, you essentially lose it.

’Sunoo,’ you’re tearing up, ‘I’m sorry.’

‘Why?’ he whips his head around to look at you, ‘for what?’

‘You’re just distant, and you keep away from me, I barely see you. If it’s me or the baby I would rather you just tell me-’

’No- no, that’s not it at all. I want you and the baby more than anything in the world.’

Sunoo is quiet for a few moments, ‘I’m sorry. I guess I’m just scared. I’ve been retreating into my head and haven’t been there for you like I should be.’

‘Sunoo, we need to talk to each other. I need to know how you feel. If we’re going to be parents, we need to be a team, we need to be in sync.’

‘I know, you’re right. I promise going forward I’ll be more open with you about how I feel.’

From then on, he’s obsessed with all things pregnancy and baby.

Every few days you’ll come home to a package addressed to you that you didn’t order, containing a weird pregnancy product that he saw on TikTok.

You and Sunoo talk constantly. You chat late at night in bed, in the morning on your balcony as the sun comes up, in the car on an evening, all about your excitement and fears surrounding the baby. 

Sunoo also becomes somewhat clingy, especially at night or when you’re in crowds. While before you were pregnant he would usually just throw an arm around you, now he sleeps completely pressed against you, his chest to your back.

‘I love you,’ he mumbles into your neck one night, ‘thank you for giving me my dream.’

jungwon

Your pregnancy with Serin is very turbulent. 

For the first half, everything is fairly smooth.

You get sick, and Jungwon holds your hair back. You have mood swings, he tries his best to be empathetic. 

Jungwon knows enough to understand that these things are par for the course, so he’s supportive but not too concerned about your symptoms. 

You were around halfway through your pregnancy when the less than normal symptoms began.

Jungwon would come home from practice to you sitting in a completely dark room. 

‘Why are you sitting in the dark?’

Your head was in your hands, unable to be lifted.

‘I have the worst migraine I think I have ever had,’ you whine, ‘I have taken as much paracetamol as I am allowed. I had a bath in the dark, put a cold cloth on my forehead. Wonnie it’s so bad, I can barely see..’

Jungwon holds you, massaging your head until you fall asleep hours later. 

When the headaches and vision problems persist, you make an emergency appointment. 

‘Bed,’ Jungwon practically pushes you up the stairs when you get home, supervising and making sure you were changing into comfortable clothes and getting under the covers. 

Your intense headaches turn out to be preeclampsia. Although at the moment Serin was measuring well, the doctor had warned you of the potential complications, including preterm labour or low birth weight. 

You’d been ordered to take strict bed rest. 

For the remainder of your pregnancy, Jungwon waits on you hand and foot. 

He’s suddenly fussing over you, messing with your pillows and cushions. He brings up your food on trays, eating every meal beside you. The two of you tear through countless shows on a plethora of streaming services. He holds you when you cry in frustration. He holds your hand when the doctor visits every week.  

‘Baby, it’s ready,’ Jungwon enters your bedroom, approaching the bed.

‘Really?’ you warm with excitement at the prospect of getting out of bed, ‘can I see?’

Jungwon helps you get up, wrapping an arm around your waist to help you walk. 

He leads you down the corridor and into your daughters nursery, which he, Jay and Heeseung had spent all day decorating.

‘Oh, it’s beautiful,’ hot tears spring to your eyes, ‘you guys.. It’s exactly how I imagined.’

‘She’ll be in there so soon,’ Jungwon lays a hand on the rail of the crib, ‘and no matter what happens, she’ll be fine.’