#there wasn't much sunoo interaction :((

[filmbyjy]

FOX SUNOO (1)

— main HYBRID masterlist

SUMMARY: you were about 6 trudging through the woods that was in your backyard until you hear small whimpering noises. the more you walk closer, the more you realise...it was a small fox. hiding itself from the cool air. you had called your parents in hopes they would help him. many years later, the same fox had been living with you but...he was no normal fox.

warnings: honestly, this came out a bit too angsty than unintentionally wanted it to. other chapters will be less angsty of course.

word count: 550 words

NOTE: this took too long to write this. i was balancing school and 'business proposal' so i had no time to continue sunoo's part :((

it was a cold afternoon, winter was just around the corner and so as a 6 year old you thought it was a great idea to play around in the snow! except...there wasn't any snow yet.

you thought it would be great to gather 'supplies' to make a snowman by the time the snow fell. your parents simply just smiled and let you out in the back.

you were humming to yourself, a simple nursery song, as you went to gather. until you heard a small whimper. it was high pitched like the sound of animal. since you were young and curious...you walked over to the sound, thinking it was maybe a kitten or puppy.

as you drew closer, you noticed the brown fur laced with scabs and blood. its ears were large, white tipped tail and it curled in fear. its eyes were shut, cowering in fear. you frowned.

"mama!! papa!!" you yelled. your parents came running thinking you had injured yourself but they were surprised to find a small fox shivering right next to you.

it falls limp in a second and somehow, it turns into a small boy with ears and tail the fox had. your parents gasp.

"honey, let's bring him inside. it's best if we take him in, he might get eaten alive if he is left out here." your mom says. your dad nods. he goes over to carry the young boy and your mom leads you back into the house.

it had been 13 years since that incident. the boy currently lives with you. he had been unintentionally got lost in the woods and when he went to find his parents...they were killed by hunters. so he ran and ran. until he had no energy, he had to also run from wolves around the area. at least, he had a home and a family now.

with sunoo being a hybrid, the poor boy was unable to enroll into a normal school because the school board deemed it was weird for a furry animal to study.

hence, sunoo was some sort homeschooled by your parents. sunoo was also very active. courtesy of being a desert fox. he was even more active during cooler nights.

now this is where you got more confused. why was sunoo always so insisted with staying close to you? he would always whine if you left the room for 1 second. if you left the house for school or other things, sunoo would always come up to hug you. nuzzling his head against the crook of your neck.

you found it really puzzling.

"he is marking his territory." your friend says.

"that's complete utter bullshit, avery."

"well, i learnt desert foxes are extremely territorial. maybe he is just claiming you as his. which means.." she smirks, "someone has a potential lover."

you rolled your eyes, "very funny."

"oh come on, you can't deny it. he is cute. your type."

"he may be my type but i'm not going to act on it." you fold your arms.

"is it because you're afraid he might just simply see you as family?"

you kept quiet. your friend was right. what if sunoo was only scenting you because you were technically his family.

your stomach drops. right, why should you care?

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[enmi-land]

ONE OF THE GIRLS

📄 ◜ if mila and the boys never confessed their feelings to each other earlier.

ʬʬʬ. 2023 ( AU ) pairing. poly!ot7엔하 x (f)oc!member (ft. male!oc) req. enha seeing mila with someone who isn’t them cw. sexual themes (non-explicit), alcohol, unhealthy coping mechanisms, miscommunication/misunderstandings

BACK to LIBRARY ?! wc. 9.3k notes. i'm sorry for the rushed ending but it was difficult to end it in a way that wasn't yknow sad and it was getting too long TT [ extra. bonus scene for hwang sejun found here ]

MILA WAS SEVENTEEN WHEN SHE FIRST FELL IN LOVE. She was too young to know what it was, too inexperienced to do anything about it, but if there was anything she was certain of, it was that the warmth that filled her chest and the fluttering of her heart when she so much as looked at them could never be anything less than pure longing.

She was twenty when she finally realised she already knew what love was. And that was a problem. Because, you see, falling in love was normal; falling in love with seven men at the same time, however, was anything but.

Why do you do this to yourself? She thought miserably as she opened yet another compilation full of analysis on the interactions between her and her members – or rather, between her and the boys, specifically.

She recognised the clip playing on her phone. It was during an EN-O’Clock episode and featured the group laughing and having fun together as they played games arranged by the directors. It would seem like a harmless and wholesome moment shared by the group, if it weren’t for the fact that upon slowing it down and zooming in, one would be able to spot the exact moment where Heeseung raised his hand to pat the top of her head – only for his smile to suddenly dropped as he retreated, covering up his momentary slip-up by reaching to fix the hair of Riki who stood on Mila’s other side.

Then there was the painfully awkward moment during a livestream, where Mila was in the middle of Jake and Jay, laughing at something that Sunoo said. Jake was reading comments – trying to, anyway – when he suddenly froze, as if caught in the trance.

He stared at his phone in silence, missing the question that Kiara had asked the members. It was at that moment when Mila turned to look at him, silently questioning his distracted state, her leg brushing against his in the process. But the moment she did so, Jake flinched, as if caught doing something he shouldn’t have. He immediately shut his phone off, before moving his legs closer together so that their thighs were no longer touching.

It hurt. It hurt seeing just how hesitant they were around her, how cautious they were to avoid anything that could be read as intimate. Even more so when it got to the point where fans were taking notice of how distant they were compared to when they showered her with attention and affection during the early days of their career.

Mila shut her phone down, slamming it down next to her empty glass. “I’ll have one more,” she called out to the bartender across the bar, watching as he filled her glass to the top. In the dim lighting of the private bar, hidden away from the public eye, Mila closed her eyes and tilted her head back, letting the burn of the alcohol as it trickled down her throat. 

She hated vodka, but it was the only thing strong enough to force down the bitterness of her lingering regrets. Mila slammed the empty glass back down onto the bench. I should have never said anything.

“You had something to tell me?”

Kiara had pulled Mila aside to their shared bedroom, a look of concern on the older woman’s face as she took in the fidgety gaze of Mila who stood before her. She only ever fiddled with her sleeves like that when she was nervous. By now, Kiara could read her like a book — and that made Mila feel both seen and exposed.

Mila swallowed nervously. She knew she could tell Kiara anything, and that the older female would never hold it against her. She played a role that Mila’s own mother had sometimes failed to do as she was growing up — the role of the confidant and counsel. Mila knew she could trust her with anything.

So why was she hesitating now?

Mila bit her lip. “I realised lately that I’ve been feeling… well I kind of have romantic feelings. But the thing is… “Well, my feelings aren’t really conventional. I’m scared that they’re going to make the others feel…”

Uncomfortable. Bothered. Disgusted.

“Well, okay, that’s fine. We can talk through it. You said that you like someone?” Kiara made a gesture with her hands. “That’s fine. I know that you don’t have much experience in this stuff, but that’s why I tell you I’m here if you need an ear. So what’s wrong?”

Mila took in a deep breath. “Well that’s just the thing— it’s not a ‘someone… it’s ‘someones,’ as in plural.” 

Kiara was stunned into silence, her lips parting into a soundless gasp.

Mila lowered her head. “I like— Actually… ‘love’ might be the better word for it; I somehow fell in love. And I know it’s… weird— but I can’t help it. No matter what I do, whenever I try and focus on just one of them at a time, it’s like the others find a way to make themselves known.”

“All of them?”

It didn’t take long for Kiara to guess who had stolen Mila’s heart. For three years she had noticed a dynamic growing between Mila and the boys that differed from that between the seven of them and Kiara. But she never could have expected this outcome. (And yet, at the same time, it all made sense.)

Mila nodded. “Eung… I love them all…”

Kiara opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted by the sound of something by the door that sounded like something being knocked over and hitting the floor. The two women exchanged glances at each other, before the elder hurriedly rushed to the door. Kiara threw it open. There, standing on the other side, were the men in question… all seven of them.

And judging by the looks on their faces, they had heard everything.

“Not a good night tonight?”

Mila raised her head from the cool surface of the bar, eyes lifting towards a familiar face. His handsome features were done justice by the sensual lighting of the bar, the shadows casted in such a way that his sharp contours of his face became all the more prominent. The sultry smile on his lips would have had the knees of any woman buckling under their weight. His silk black shirt was unbuttoned to give a sneak peek of his toned chest, tantalising like the honey which the colour of his skin resembled.

Mila sighed as she straightened in her seat. She moved her handbag from the chair next to her, wordlessly allowing the man to take a seat on it. “Was it that obvious?”

He chuckled, shaking his head in fond exasperation. He hummed deeply. Long and slender fingers all too familiar to Mila reached out to her, brushing strands from her face. She felt the cool touch of silver rings around his fingers as his hand cupped her cheek, raising her head to look him in the eye.

“You can’t hide anything in those pretty eyes of yours, doll,” he replied. He smirked as his thumb brushed against her lip. “I know you better than anyone here.”

And wasn’t that the truth?

It was difficult to believe that there could be someone out there who knew so much about her within the span of two months. Among her own group members, she struggled to open up to them about basic feelings until a year after their debut — even those such as Sunghoon, Heeseung and Jay, who she knew years before I-Land. Normally, she was a lot more guarded around strangers.

But Hwang Sejun was no ordinary stranger.

Mila didn’t mean to seek him out, to cross the line with him. But the night they met was the same night Mila had her heart broken — and just like now, she was looking for a way to forget. That was why she didn’t flinch, didn’t pull away when his lips came down to hers in a teasing brush of a kiss.

Mila lowered her head from where she sat on the couch, surrounded by her group members. 

“Is it true?” Jay whispered almost inaudibly as he sat on a chair at the kitchen table, watching the young woman with an unreadable look in his eyes. “What you said to Noona not long ago… Did you really mean it?”

Mila nodded. Heeseung sighed as he clasped his hands together, the dim lighting of the living room casting a show over his troubled expression.

And why wouldn’t he be? Mila didn’t know what he was thinking, but if the girl she had practically treated as a younger sister all these years took every act of kindness to be something more than platonic and even go as far as to profess her love for them, her world would tilt off axis too. Not to mention the fact that his six other members—friends—were on the list, too.

It was stupid of Mila to hope that there may be a chance for her to get a happy ending, with not one, but seven men. Maybe, a dark part of her whispered, maybe those ‘haters’ of hers were right after all. She could see the label plastering itself across her forehead: ‘Whore.’ In capital red letters.

“This isn’t something that will change our dynamic, will it?” their leader asked, after a painfully long silence. “It’s too sudden… I think we need to take a break to think for ourselves before we move forward with anything.”

It was the logical thing to do. Mila agreed. So did the others. But it felt like she was struggling more than they would—because, really, she cared more for them than they ever would. And as she found herself vsitting alone in the Hybe building, refusing to step foot before any of her members out of sheer embarrassment, that was when he found her.

The first time Mila met him, Sejun had crouched down in front of her, tilting his head at her puffy eyes and tear-stained cheeks. 

“Not a good night tonight?”

Mila could feel the way Sejun’s eyes trailed the column of her throat, felt the way his long fingers brushed against the skin as if wanting to wrap them around her throat like he had done however many nights ago. Mila looked up at him, eyes glassy and lips parted. 

“What are you going to do about it?” she asked quietly, leaning towards him.

Sejun let out a breathy chuckle. “I’ll make it better.”

And he would. He always did.

Sejun was no good for her. He went through women almost as fast as he smoked cigarettes; he partied hard, and fucked even harder. He couldn’t be vulnerable, couldn’t be gentle, couldn’t love Mila the way wanted to be loved… He was exactly the type of man she was always warned to stay away from.

But he was here. And even if it wasn’t any coincidence that he was always here when she wanted to be held, she fell into his arms anyway.

Sejun moved his hand to the back of her neck, pressing his lips against her hairline in a soft kiss. “Come on, princess,” he mumbled against her skin, and Mila tried not to think of the fact that Sunghoon used to call her the exact same thing. “Let’s get you out of here.”

Mila didn’t protest, following the older man as he led her by the wrist.

(As the saying went: if you want to get over someone, get under someone else.)

“Won’t your members be worried if you’re out this late?” Sejun tilted his head as he sat down next to the crying girl. “It’s not exactly safe for a pretty girl like you to be alone. There could be bad men around who will want to take advantage of you.”

Mila sniffled, hugging her knees closer to her chest. She looked like a corner animal, hiding away from a prowling tiger, eyes looking warily at the man beside her. She knew of him—how could she not? He was the man every woman wanted to be with, and every man wanted to be. But she had only encountered him once before. She was walking around with Heeseung in the Hybe building when they bumped into Sejun, the older man greeting Heeseung familiarly. 

‘Ah, Heeseung-ah, long time no see!’ he said with a smirk, crossing his arms over his chest. ‘Yah… Look at you, all grown up. Last time I saw you, was…. What? Before I-Land? You’ve gotten tall!’

Heeseung bowed to him and forced a smile. ‘Thank you, sunbae. It’s nice to see you,’

‘Aye, what’s with that tone? You should just call me hyung, like you used to.’ Sejun chuckled and clapped the younger man on the shoulder, eyes glinting with amusement when the younger eyed the hand with an unreadable look. But then Sejun’s eyes drifted over to Mila, who hid behind Heeseung, fingers grasping at his sleeve, and wide doe eyes peering over his shoulders curiously. ‘Oh– this must be your dongsaeng, right? Mila? I hear a lot about you.’ He leaned down to Mila’s height and smiled. ‘You’re even cuter in real life… like a bunny.’

Heeseung suddenly stiffened up, before stepping in front of Mila protectively, a stony look on his face. ‘Sorry, sunbae, but we have somewhere to be. Hope you have a good day.’ Heeseung gave a half-hearted nod of his head before quickly ushering Mila way with an arm around her shoulder. When they were out of earshot, he leaned down to whisper into her ear, ‘Be careful of him,’ he had told her. ‘If he comes up to you when you’re alone, let me or the others know, okay?’

Mila looked over her shoulder towards the actor one more time, to see him watching them leave, a sly smile on his face, his hands in the pockets of his pants. He shot her a wink, and Mila hastily looked away. As the good dongsaeng she was, eager to please, she had nodded obediently, not even questioning Heeseung’s warnings. It was just him being protective, she concluded. And she didn’t have any plans of disobeying him in the past.

But… he wasn’t here right now, was he? And she didn’t think she wanted to call him after what happened earlier tonight.

“What about you?” Mila asked. “Are you one of those bad men you mentioned?”

Sejun let out a hearty laugh, not offended in the slightest from Mila’s accusation. “Is that what your ‘Heeseungie-oppa’ told you?”

Mila almost shook her head, almost admitted that, no, he hadn’t told her anything of the sort—hadn’t even mentioned him ever since they first bumped into each other. But she didn’t get the chance before Sejun was leaning down so his face was only a few centimetres away from hers. A wolfish smile crossed his face.

“That’s right. So you should be careful, little bunny. Or else, I might gobble you up.’

Sejun playfully gnashed his teeth in a biting motion, causing Mila to blink at him dumbfoundedly. Seeing her expression, he laughed. And all of a sudden, Mila wasn’t so sad anymore. She was curious, instead. She wanted to know more about this man who she had been told to stay away from.

There was no need to fear playing with fire when she was already burnt.

Ignoring his feelings was the hardest thing that Sunoo could ever be asked to do. He was an idol, playing a part was what they did. But it was difficult to keep up the act when he had to watch the woman he loved grow further and further away.

“You look nice.”

Sunoo snapped out of his thoughts to see Riki standing against the doorframe to the bathroom, his arms across his chest. As he walked closer, he realised why. The younger male was watching as Mila applied makeup in the mirror, wearing her favourite black and white dress from Dior with a pearl choker. She smiled at Riki through the reflection, a soft thank you escaping her glossy lips. 

“What’s the occasion?” Riki tilted his head, long locks falling over his forehead before he pushed them back. “Are you going out?”

Mila hummed. “Just to see a friend.”

“He’s right. You look pretty.” Mila smiled. Sunoo looked her up and down, foxy eyes gleaming with interest. “But you usually don’t go anywhere fancy with the girls…”

Mila and her friends were the type to enjoy cute cafes and shopping dates at the mall, just anything that gave them a sense of normalcy. They were too carefree to be interested in anything to do with high society or flaunting wealth, yet Mila stood here looking ready to walk the red carpet.

“It’s a different friend,” Mila replied. “We’re meeting at the company and then going to dinner at a new Italian restaurant.”

“Oh.” Sunoo nodded. “Do we know them?”

Mila cleared her throat. “Um, well, kind of? You know of them, but you haven’t met…”

Sunoo and Riki nodded in understanding. So it was another idol, then? Shrugging his shoulders, Riki leaned off from the doorframe, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his hoodie. “Are you done yet? I wanted to go for a walk, so I’ll drop you off along the way.”

“Ooh, I’ll come too!” Sunoo said. “I need to go by the convenience store anyway.”

Mila blinked. “You don’t have to.’

Sunoo frowned. It wasn’t like Mila said that she didn’t want them to go with her, but he couldn’t help but feel a sense of nostalgia. He remembered when they first debuted, and the three of them had formed a bond stronger than steel. They were the golden trio, the three msuketeers; the sun, stars, and moon…

That was why it was so easy to nice that the three of them had drifted apart. They used to watch and mock popular dramas together and hide under the blankets of Mila’s bed while hiding snacks that they brought without the manager’s permission. But now it was like a wall was between them, one that Sunoo and Riki couldn’t climb, because Mila had refused to even give them a ladder.

And what was worse was that Sunoo couldn’t even complain about it. Because he was part of the reason it happened.

Jay paced in the living room, where the seven male members had gathered following the events of Mila’s unwilling confession. They sat there in silence, unable to say anything after they had rejected her, and she left the dorms in need of space. 

“So are we just going to ignore what happened?” Riki asked. “Mila just admitted that she liked all of us. Doesn’t that mean anything?”

Heeseung sighed. “Riki-yah, not now please.”

“Then when?” Sunoo crossed his arms over his chest. “Isn’t now the perfect time?”

Sunoo couldn’t remember the first time he realised his feelings for Mila. It just felt so natural, that it didn’t even strike him as a surprise. And somehow, the same feeling applied when he learnt that his other members felt the same way towards her.

It felt like Mila was the only one who didn’t realise the true extent of their feelings for her. The way they would do anything and everything in the world if he asked, not because she was their precious co-member, or because they felt obligated by duty to coddle her since she was the youngest female  of the group, but because they loved her wholeheartedly and wanted nothing more than to the the ones to cherish and protect her.

But the love that they had for each other was strong as well. They were friends, who had survived through the highs and lows of I-land together and continue to grow closer after they debuted. They weren’t the type to fall into competition or conflict with each other if they knew it would hurt the other, whether it was for Mila or anyone else.

They were willing to put aside all their feelings for the sake of the group. They were willing to hold their own remorse if the day ever came where Mila would develop feelings for one of them. But they never would have expected this outcome.

“It was too sudden,” Jungwon said grimly. “We never planned this, and it wouldn’t be good to jump into something without being sure.”

“What would we even do?” Sunghoon asked. “Even though she feels the same way, what happens next? We can’t all date her.”

Jake licked his lips in thought. “Can’t we? It’s not like it’s not a new thing. If we’re okay with it, it can’t be considered cheating. So why not give it a shot?”

“You mean a polyamorous relationship?” Jay took a seat next to Sunghoon, who bit the inside of his cheek at the thought. “No shame or whatever, I know it’s something that exists…. But there’s seven of us. And I know some of us aren’t really the type to ‘share.’”

Jay didn’t mention it, but he himself was included. He knew Sunghoon and Jungwon were as well. They were too jealous, too possessive to even entertain the thought. Even now, fans would pick up all the instances where the three of them would grow tense whenever one of their own members got too close and comfortable with Mila—much less any male idol that wasn’t part of the group.

If that was how they were now, they couldn’t even imagine how they would make Jake’s suggestion work. 

“No,” Heeseung refused strongly. He would do anything just to be able to call Mila his. But the risk involved with this was too right. “If we decide after getting together that it’s not going to work, we’d just hurt Mila by giving her hopes and crushing them again. We can’t.”

Sunoo laughed humorlessly. “I’m not sure if you noticed, hyung, but she is already hurt as it is.”

Heeseung froze, his posture rigid.

The room was silent.

There was nothing they wanted more than to be able for in out of here and comfort her, because after what happened tonight, they had already broken a promise that they had made to the closer thing she had to an older brother in her life— her older cousin, who they met once when he flew over from China as soon as the borders opened. The one who had been the only strong male figure in her life after her parents divorced and her grandfather passed away.

‘I’ve seen how you look at her,’ he had said. ‘And to be honest, I don’t know what to feel about it… But I can tell you really care about her. So I’m trusting her to you. I won’t give you the shovel talk or anything, because she’s old enough to make her own decisions. Just, whatever happens… Don’t make her cry.’

“This is for the best,” Heeseung said, clenching his fist. “This way, no one gets hurt worse than they already are.”

Heeseung was wrong, Riki thought as he stood in the company lobby with Sunoo and Mila. Because after finding out the reason Mila had been so reluctant to let him and Sunoo accompany her, there was nothing that hurt more than this.

They were three steps into the lobby of the company, before Mila was turning to them with a smile. “Well, there is my stop. You guys can head off now and do what you need to do. My friend should be here soon.”

Riki frowned. “We should at least wait with you until they’re here.”

“It’s not good to be alone, even if it’s in the company building,” Sunoo agreed. “There’s still weird people who can get in here and go after you when you don’t expect it.”

Mila opened her mouth to protest. But before she could, someone else cut in before her. “They’re right, you know.”

Mila froze at the voice. Riki and Sunoo looked confused at the new arrival, but bowed in respect for their senior. “Hello, sunbaenim.”

Riki recognised his face from a few dramas that he had watched with Mila and Sunoo, but this was the first time seeing him in real life.

Hwang Sejun laughed, putting his hands into the pockets of his pants, his Bulgari watch flashing under the light of the lobby. “No need to be formal. Any friend of Mila’s is a friend of mine.” 

Riki and Sunoo turned to Mila, the latter mouthing to her in disbelief. ‘You friend is Hwang Sejun?’

“It’s finally nice to meet you,” Sejun said with a charming grin. “Mila’s told me all about you.”

Mila frowned, nudging Sejun in the ribs. The things she told him about her members were all in drunk rambles, where she spilled her heart to the older man about her hopeless feelings. To his credit, he hadn’t shamed her in the slightest, instead comforting her by mentioning he too had been in a similar position once. (She doubted it was the same type of ‘love’ Mila felt, but she gave him the benefit of the doubt—just as she always did, for the sole fact that he was willing to help her in the only way he knew how.)

“Did she?” Sunoo asked, narrowing his eyes as Sejun’s hand found its way onto Mila’s waist. “She never mentioned anything about you, though.”

“Aww, didn’t you mention me to your members, doll? But we have such a special relationship.”

Mila swatted the man’s hand as he attempted to pinch her cheek. “Don’t say that. They’ll misunderstand.”

Riki bit the inside of his cheek, a pit forming in his gut at the tone and the nickname that Sejun used. He kept his glare on the older male, subconsciously standing to his full height. The two of them were eye to eye. But while Riki was tense, Sejun was relaxed, not the slightest bit intimidated by the younger male. 

“What relationship?” Riki asked.

Sejun laughed. “I think Mila should be the one to tell you. Isn’t that right, baby?”

Sunoo took a sharp breath at the endearment, and Mila instantly panicked.

“Don’t listen to him, he’s just joking around. We’re just friends, right, oppa?” Mila forced a smile as she looked at her members. Riki and Sunoo weren’t ready to finish the conversation, but Mila seemed like she wanted nothing more than to end it. So she was grabbing Sejun’s arm in hers (her members’ eyes flickered to the way she held it, like she would usually—or rather, used to—hold theirs) before dragging him away. “I’ll see you later, okay?”

“Wait,” Riki tried to go after the two, but was held back by Sunoo.

“Don’t,” Sunoo said. But his eyes narrowed as he watched Mila drag the man away, not missing the way he quickly leant down to kiss her on the cheek when they turned the corner.

Right, Riki thought, as he watched them with clenched fists.

He wasn’t her boyfriend, and he wasn’t even her senior. He was just another friend to her, who had no right to feel jealous—because he had a chance and missed it.

Mila froze at the door of the dorms, her hand lingering on the door knob. What did she even say? She didn’t think she could be any more humiliated tonight, but coming back to the dorms after rushing out in tears was the second most embarrassing token that could have happened.

She could only hope that the others weren’t still awake yet. But that hope immediately dwindled as soon  as the door opened, revealing Heeseung on the other side.

Mila should have known he would wait up for her. But she wished he hadn’t, because it only reminded her of why he loved him so much.

“You’re back?” Heeseung said, his voice fragile.

Mila simply hung her head and brushed past the older man as he held the door open, not wanting to let him see the tear streaks on her face. She clenched her fists, pulling on her sleeve as she shuffled awkwardly into the silent dorms.

“Everyone else is asleep,” Heeseung said.

“Okay.” Mila sniffled. “I’ll head to bed now.”

“Wait.”

Mila froze at the sound of Heeseung’s voice.

“About tonight…” Heeseung took a step forward, but then stopped, as if he were scared of getting too close. At that moment, all Mila could think about was if she just ruined her friendship with her members because she couldn’t keep her feelings to herself.

Heeseung clenched his hand into his fist when Mila turned to face him. All he wanted to do was to work up to her and bring her to his chest. To tell her how much he loved her, to let her know he wanted nothing more than to be hers. But he couldn’t.

“Sorry,” Mila whispered, her eyes stinging with unshed tears. “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

“It’s not that—” Heesejng had to physically hold himself back from running to her, to tell her that hearing her feelings for him made him the happiest man alive. “It’s just… we can’t love you the way you deserve.”

They weren’t prepared to face the challenges of loving her together.

Mila nodded. “I understand. And I—I really am sorry… I—” Mila let out a shaky breath. “I’m sorry. I’ll just go to bed now. Good night.”

Heeseung felt his heart shatter as Mila turned and walked away from him, shutting herself in her room. The sound of Kiara’s voice was barely heard from the room, and Heeseung was grateful that she was there to comfort Mila when he couldn’t.

In the other rooms, where the five remaining members were still awake, wide awake as they listened to Mila's muffled sobs through the silence of their once vibrant home.

Sunoo sniffled, unable to sleep when his other half was hurting. 

“It shouldn’t have to be this way,” he said.

But what else could they do? 

“You’re late.”

Mila almost jumped out of her skin when she walked into the Enhypen dorms at four o’clock in the morning, to see one Park Jongseong sitting on the couch, his arms folded across his chest and his eyes red from what Mila would assume was lack of sleep. She paused in the middle of taking off her shoes, looking like a child who got caught with their hand in the cookie jar.

Mila should have expected that this would happen. Jay was always the first one to wake up in the morning aside from Kiara; and it was just her rotten luck that he got up earlier than usual. Or maybe, not a coincidence at all. (She briefly  wondered if Sunoo and Riki had reported her meeting with Sejun, after all, and he had been waiting for her to get home from her outing, like the overprotective member he was.)

There was a moment of silence where the two of them continued to stare at each other, a silent question lingering in the air. Where were you?

“I was out with a friend.”

“Until two in the morning?” Jay asked tensely.

Mila pursed her lips. There really was no way she could explain this in a way that would calm the older man’s temper. He was one of the most patient with Mila, and rarely ever raised his voice at her. So people would be surprised to hear that he was second to Kiara when it came to scolding her, like he was now.

(She tried to push down the feeling in her gut that always appeared whenever he was upset with her, because she wanted nothing more than to be the reason he smiled instead.)

“Do you have any idea how worried we were when we saw that you weren’t here?” he continued. “And that you weren’t answering your calls?”

Shit. Mila hadn’t even thought to check her phone, since she had gotten used to being gone unnoticed. She reached for it, opening it to see a number of missed calls from several familiar contacts. And it was then when she realised what Jay said. She furrowed her brows. We?

At that moment, Jungwon walked out of the bathroom, causing Mila to hold her breath. He was wearing his hood over his head and didn’t say anything as he walked towards where she and Jay were. But the look on his face spoke volumes. “I was the one who woke up Jay-hyung,” he said, biting the inside of his cheeks. “I woke up in the middle of the night to get a drink and noticed your light was still on inside your room. So I went to see if you were okay… but then I noticed you weren’t there.”

Mila bit her lip. She had always been so careful, but one mistake was all it took to get caught. “That’s right. Okay. I left without saying anything, and I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you and got you worried. But I just wanted to get out of the dorms for a while.”

“And you couldn’t do that during the day?” Jungwon asked.

“Kiara-unnie goes out during the night as well,” Mila replied. “I don’t see why this is different.”

“Kiara-noona is different because at least we know she’s with people who will take care of her if anything happens. But we don’t know where you were, or who you were with.” Mila opened her mouth to speak, but Jay cut her off. “And don’t use one of your friends as an excuse. We called them too. None of them knew where you were either.”

“Well… I have plenty of friends you don’t know about.” Mila straightened her stance. “And I trust him, so there is no reason for you to worry. Thanks for looking out for me, really, but I’m a grown woman, I don’t need you to do that anymore.”

Jay and Jungwon had flinched slightly, as if those words in particular struck a chord within them. And maybe it did, because Mila had meant to say, ‘I don’t need your overprotectiveness,’ it was dangerously close to sounding like, ‘I don’t need you.’

And she didn’t at the time how much that hurt for them to hear.

Jay stood from his seat as Mila tried to walk away, posture stiff.  “Wait—‘him?’”

Mila almost cursed for having accidentally let that slip, only to rebuke her own thoughts. Why did it matter, if she were with a man or a woman, or how long they spent out together?

“That’s right.”

“You can’t just say that and expect us to be okay,” Jay muttered quietly.

“And why not? What’s it to you, if I was with a man, a friend, or a lover?“

There was a sharp inhale from Jay at the last word. A small part of Mila hoped that he would tell her that she didn’t need to find someone else to fill the void left by him and the others. That he was more than happy to take his rightful place in her heart, and allow her to enter his. And she didn’t know, but he felt the same way.

Because I love you, he wanted to say. And I could love you just as much as he could and more.

But he didn’t say a word. He simply clenched his fists, his shoulders tense.

“That’s right. It doesn’t matter. It shouldn't matter. Because we’re friends, and nothing more.”

Mila wasn’t going to stay as the girl with the one sided love—she refused to. She wasn’t going to put everything on hold for a slight chance that the ones she loved might be able to love her back. If this was what it took to move on, then that was what she would do.

Mila started to walk away, but a hand on her wrist stopped her leaving.

She looked up at the owner. “Yang Jungwon—”

“Was it Hwang Sejun?”

Mila felt all the air in her lungs rush out at the sound of Jungwon’s voice. His dark eyes bore into her, and she suddenly was reminded of the fact that he was no longer the young lovesick puppy that would follow her around when they were trainees.

She looked at Jay, and didn’t see any traces of confusion. So Riki and Sunoo told the others about earlier today, after all. 

“Right. Sunoo and Ni-Ki told Jungwon, and he told me. But the others still don’t know,” Jay said. “We thought we’d ask you first, to see if it was true.”

“Can he treat you better than we can?” Jungwon asked, snapping Mila out of her thoughts with the weight of his question.

Mila’s throat tightened. No, she wanted to say. No man on Earth could ever treat me better than you do. And no matter who came after me, I would still choose you. But she didn’t want to lay her heart bare to anyone again; she didn’t want to get hurt.

So she lied.

“Yes.” A flash of emotion reflected in Jungwon’s eyes. His fingers loosened their grasp, and Mila shook his hand off. “He can. So next time I’m gone, don’t worry about me. He’ll be able to take care of me just fine if anything happens.” She forced a smile. “And you can forget about what happened with my feelings. I know it put you in a difficult position…. So I promise to get rid of them.”

She didn’t stay to see their reaction, no matter how curious she was. In the end, she knew it was better this way: if they thought she had moved on, maybe they wouldn’t avoid her any more. Maybe, they could all go back to normal.

“Wait, Mila.”

Jay rushed after Mila as she walked towards the door of the dorms with the intention to leave. But something held him back. An invisible string tugging him backwards.

When Mila opened the door, Sejun was standing on the other side, holding up a familiar bag.

Mila froze. Jay and Jungwon were silent. Sejun looked between the three of them, before raising an eyebrow.

“Oh, sorry,” he said. “Did I interrupt something?”

There was once a time when Mila felt like there was no other place she could call home, except wherever it was her members were. But she would be blind not to notice that the home she had been building from the last few years wasn’t crumbling down.

When did she first start to feel so out of place in the one place she thought she truly belonged?

“Good job on today’s filming!” 

After bowing to the staff and giving her appreciation for their hard work, Mila found herself standing on the sidelines as she watched her male members interact with the woman in the midst—someone who wasn’t her or Kiara.

They were in the middle of shooting the concept trailer for their new comeback, and rather than using one of the female members as an actress for Sooha, the company hired someone else instead. She was a petty model under the company label, the same age as Mila. And perhaps that was why it stung so much when she watched them fawn over her like they used to do to her.

“Do you need help?” Sunghoon asked.

He held a hand out to the actress as she needed to stand from the snowy blanket that she sunk into when she fell over. The girl smiled charmingly, taking his hand like a princess would do to her prince. It left a bitter taste in Mila’s mouth. Because she recalled when she used to be called their princess, instead.

The actress suddenly slipped, causing the others to act fast. They all held out their hand on reflex to stop her from hurting herself, with Jake’s leaning on her back to help her stabilise her balance.

“Woah,” he laughed, “be careful.”

Mila couldn’t remember the last time they were so carefree around her. It felt like they were constantly drawing a line—one so thick they couldn’t even smile at her before they stepped back.

But there she was, watching them laugh with another girl without a care in the world.

“Come on,” Kiara said, breaking her out of her thoughts. “The director wants us.”

Mila frowned. It took her too long to rip her eyes from the sight, but even when she did, she could still see their wide smiles like they were tattooed in her head—smiles no longer aimed towards her.

“What do you usually do when you’re sad?” Mila asked Sejun that night. “Or when something really shitfy happens to you at work?”

Sejun hummed thoughtfully. “I drink… or I fuck. One or the other—sometimes even both.”

Mila scoffed. But even so, she found herself looking at the older man with a glint of curiosity. “Does it work?”

Sejun shrugged. “Sometimes.”

Mila asked again. “Would it work for me?”

Jake hated waking up early in the morning. But if there was one thing he hated more, it was the sight of the stranger standing in the middle of the living room—a man who he had never met before, but who Mila was very familiar with.

“Who are you?” he asked.

Mila looked at him, and he felt his heart squeeze when she bit her lip and looked away, tugging at the stranger’s sleeve. It was just another reminder that he was no longer someone she looked to when she wanted to smile. A reminder that they no longer had those ‘friendly’ dates where he would take her out to dinner, and she would peck him on the cheek as thanks.

“He was just leaving.” Mila pulled on the man’s sleeve again. “Thanks for dropping off my bag. You can go now.”

Jake narrowed his eyes in suspicion. Why would he have her bag?

“Why so quick to make me leave? I haven’t even introduced myself yet.” The man smiled, and Jake had to admit he was good-looking—which was yet another reason why he felt a prick of envy, and a tiny bit of insecurity. “I’m Hwang Sejun, nice to meet you.”

The man held out a hand to shake Jake’s. For a second, he felt that this ‘Sejun’ looked incredibly familiar. And that was when it hit—he was an actor in one of the dramas Mila had shown him a preview of, back before they got into this weird state of limbo.

Jake took his hand. “I’m Jake.”

Sejun smirked. “I know.”

Mila’s eyes flickered to Sejun and sighed. “Really, now’s not a good time. It’s way too early, and I want to get some sleep.”

“Right.” Sejun smiled at Mila charmingly. “I kept you up pretty late last night, didn’t I?”

Jake’s hand subconsciously tightened around Sejun’s hand. What was that supposed to mean? 

It wasn’t that Jake was innocent or naive. He had his fair share of girlfriends and kisses, and a few nights where he woke up hot and bothered. He also knew of the reputation that Sejun had. And it bothered him more than it should—-especially when he wasn’t even her boyfriend.

“Thanks for dropping off our Mila’s things, but it’s not a good time for us.” Jay sounded very calm, unlike what he was probably feeling inside. “Do you mind dropping by at another time?”

Or not at all, went unsaid.

“Ah, sorry. I just thought I should meet you guys first.” Sejun smirked at the way Jungwon bit the inside of his cheek. He pried his hand from Jake’s tightening grip, before shaking his hand nonchalantly. He faced Jungwon. “You’re the leader, right? Ah… but I should probably introduce myself to your oldest first. Where’s Heeseung?”

Mila glared, and Jake felt a tiny bit of satisfaction. “Heeseungie-oppa is asleep. Don’t bother him.”

Sejun didn’t get to speak when a new voice entered the conversation. 

“Why do you want to know?” Sunghoon walked into the living room, arms crossed over his chest as he sized up the new face in their dorms. “And what are you doing inside our home?”

Riki and Sunoo—likely having heard the commotion—followed closely after Sunghoon. Jake noticed a light of recognition, and wondered if they knew what the relationships between Mila and Sejun was.

To his credit, Sejun didn’t seem at all intimidated by the five men around him. “Well, I figured I should get along with you guys, considering my relationship with ‘your’  Mila.”

‘Your Mila.’ It sounded like a taunt, and from the cocky tilt of his lips, Sejun definitely meant it as one. Jake would admit that it got to him, too, because it wasn’t true. Mila wasn’t his—wasn’t any of theirs—and neither were they hers.

And nothing scared him more than the fact that he could lose her forever.

The room was tense. Sunghoon squared his shoulders as he glared at the older. “What do you mean by that?” His eyes then fell on Mila, who looked like she would rather be anywhere but here.

“What's he to you?”

Mila looked annoyed, her usually gentle features fixed in a scowl. “None of your business.”

Sunghoon obviously didn’t like her answer, considering the way he tensed his jaw, fist clenching and unclenching in his nervous tick. But Mila couldn’t care less.

Who was he—who were they—to demand who Sejun was to her? Who were they to seem so affronted by the fact that she could possibly be in a relationship with another man? They made it clear already that they didn’t intend to return her feelings, and that even a friendship with her was hard to maintain with the way they avoided all contact with her like she had the plague.

Mila was getting sick of all this male ego and testosterone. Sejun didn’t help her with his smug expression and his arm over her shoulder.

“Ah,” he said. “Well, it looks like you have something to sort out between you… So I’m just going to go ahead and leave.” He smiled down at Mila. “See you later, okay, princess?”

Sunghoon glared as Sejun leaned down to peck her cheek. Mila rolled her eyes, shrugging off his arm from her shoulder. It was just like him to try and rile up the others for his own entertainment. And she would have given him a firm rebuke if it weren’t for the fact that she was upset with them too.

“We won’t see you out,” Sunoo said.

Sejun laughed. “Thought so.”

Mila didn’t wait for the door to shut before she was already marching to her room, ignoring the way Sunghoon followed hot on her heels until he slipped between her and the door, barring her entry.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Mila asked with a shaky voice.

Sunghoon could go on and on about what was wrong with him. It drove him crazy every day that he wasn’t able to hold her the way he wanted to, that he couldn’t wake up to his face as she lay in his arms; or that he wasn’t able to kiss her until both their lips were swollen, that he wasn’t able to whisper ‘I love you’s into her ears before they fell asleep at night…

The thought that someone else might be able to do those things–to shower her with affection and attention–was enough to send him over the brink of sanity. Loving her seemed to be the only thing that was right; but he still managed to mess that up because he couldn’t stand the fact that he wasn’t the only one in her heart.

He couldn’t say that, though. He couldn’t express everything he felt so simply. So all he could manage to say was, “Do you love him?”

Mila had enough. God, she hated that she was so emotional. But this was just too unfair.

It was fine that they didn’t love her; it was fine that they couldn’t accept her feelings for them. But why did they have to act so jealous? It frustrated her. Because it made her heart hope that there was a chance that they could feel the same way for her that she did.

But that couldn’t be true. It just couldn’t. Or they wouldn’t be here to begin with.

“You– seriously what is wrong with all of you…?” Mila took in a deep breath, before turning to the rest of the men, who were still in the living room. She let go. “No, I don’t love him. And no, he’s not my boyfriend.” Relief crossed their faces, but she wasn’t done with them yet. “He’s just someone I’ve been sleeping with whenever I feel alone or miserable, because I couldn’t get over my stupid feelings for you!”

Mila heard a small gasp, but she didn’t know who it was from. Her eyes were too blurry with tears to see.

“Do you have any idea how crappy it feels? All I want to do is forget about my feelings so that we can all go back to how we were—but all you do is give me mixed signals that mess with my head!”

Mila swallowed the lump in her throat.

“Why are you acting like it hurts all of a sudden if I’m with someone else? You have no idea what it’s like to love someone who doesn’t even look your way. You have no idea what I feel whenever you ignore me, but smile at other girls like everything is okay. And—and I’m sick of chasing after you like some lovesick idiot because I can’t move on because—”

Mila never got to finish what she was saying, because the next thing she knew, she was being spun around, and Sunghoon’s hands found their way onto her cheeks, before pressing his lips firmly against hers. Her eyes widened at the feeling of his desperate kiss, her ability to breathe complete stolen from her. But a swarm of butterflies erupted in her stomach, flying their way into the chambers of her chest, where they settled among her widely racing heart.

Her legs grew weak, and she almost fell to her knees as Sunghoon pulled back, his dark eyes gazing into hers. 

“What are you doing?” she whispered.

“Something I should have done a long time ago,” Sunghoon replied.

“But you—” Mila swallowed. “You don’t… I thought you didn’t…”

The dorm was quiet. And for a second, it felt like no one had the words to say. But right then, all of a sudden, they heard the voice of the eldest coming from down the hallway. Mila looked at Heeseung, whose eyes held a mixture of longing and regret as he walked up to Mila.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “This was my fault.” He looked at the others. “I said we shouldn’t get too close to you, because we didn’t want you to get hurt… and because we didn’t even know what to do with our own feelings.”

Mila shook her head, clearly still dazed from the kiss. “No. That’s not… I don’t need you to apologise. I just—I just needed to vent.” She wiped her cheeks and sniffled, stepping away from Sunghoon. “I don’t– I’m going to my room. I don’t know what’s happening, or why you’re telling me this all of a sudden, so...”

“No.” Sunoo stepped forward. “Don’t go yet. Just… hear us out for a second.”

Mila looked reluctant, so Heeseung continued. “The thing is, we do love you. More than you know. But it wasn’t until you confessed that we were actually realising that there was a chance that we could actually be with you.”

Mila let out a shaky breath. “That can’t be…”

“It’s true.” Jungwon was the one to speak. “We actually talked about it when you left the room that night… We were trying to decide what to do—because all of us liked you for a while now, but none of us expected that you would like all seven of us back.”

Mila couldn’t believe what she was hearing right now. She had gone for so long wondering what it would take to get them to love her in return, or for her to fall out of love with them. She had gone so long wallowing in her own self-pity and doubt, that she didn’t even know the extent of what was happening within the hearts of the others.

She assumed she had rightfully been rejected because they had seen her more of a sister than a lover, or because they were disturbed by the fact that she could love more than one person at a time. It didn’t occur to her that there might be something more behind it.

Her throat felt dry, and she couldn’t find words to say.

“We agreed that we would all lay off and let you choose,” Jay said. “But then we found out how you felt, and then we all disagreed about what to do next. So…”

“So I said that we would just lay off entirely, so that no one would get hurt.” Heeseung looked down at Mila’s wide eyes. “But it hurt–a lot. It hurt because we finally knew that we had a chance… and we decided not to take it.”

“So why now?” Mila asked breathily. “Why not tell me this earlier?”

“That was partially my fault,” Jay said.

“And mine.” Mila turned around to face Sunghoon, whose face had softened considerably—with that same look in his eyes he would always have around her, before everything went up in flames.

“We had a chance to save all of us the trouble, and to just court you together–as a group.”

Mila let in a sharp breath at the thought, an annoying flutter of both hope and wonder filling her chest. Was that even possible? She had thought about it, had dreamt of it many times… But it was different hearing it said aloud.

“But some of us were a bit selfish and didn’t want to go through with it. Until we realised that it would be better to do that, than to see you with someone else.” 

Jake rubbed the back of his neck. “It’s really selfish, we know.”

Mila shook her head. “I know about being selfish… but you guys never were. Before… what happened, there wasn’t anything you didn’t do to make me happy, and I–I got jealous even at the thought of you doing the same to someone else.”

Mila didn’t see the way their eyes softened when she admitted it, because they would know all about the sort of longing and pining that came from seeing the person they loved drift further from them. 

“You’re not selfish,” she whispered. “I was—am the selfish one. Because I could never just love one of you… It was always all or nothing for me. And I don’t blame you for not feeling comfortable with the idea, because you deserve someone who will treat you like you’re the only one for them, just like you deserve.”

“Don’t say that.” Riki frowned, reaching up to wipe the stray tear that ran down her cheek.

“Please tell me that this is not a dream.” Mila’s eyes shone as they looked up at his. “I don’t want to wake up if it is.”

The boys laughed.

“It’s not a dream, byeol-ah.” Sunoo squeezed her hand beside her. “We’re telling you the truth. We really do love you. And we’re sorry for not saying it sooner.”

“But if you’d let us,” Jungwon continued, “we really want to try and make it work.”

There was a look of understanding between the seven of them, and Mila didn’t know if there was even a second left for her to doubt. But there were so many things she would have to handle: her relationship with Sejun, the idea of having seven boyfriends, the reaction from others… And she was unsure of how she would deal with them when the time came—if she agreed to what they were asking.

All she knew was that she wanted to be theirs. Maybe, just maybe, they could make it work.

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Omgg I rlly love your content!! Can you write dark non con with txt or enha?? I'd love to see it!! Love ya

Heeseung who's obsessed with his fan ? Yeah.

Yeah. I think y'all don't understand how obsessed I am with exploring sick people's mind. Like they get it all twisted and I'm here to write THAT.

TW: 🕊 Dead Dove Do Not Eat 🕊 (non-con groping, non-con pictures ?, non-con everything) / Yandere behavior

Heesung's at the top of the world. Not really, he wishes he was, but he will be, soon. At first, it was just a joke between the two of you. When you came to a fan sign of his group, your album in your hand, waiting in line for your turn. You weren't wearing revealing or expensive clothes, no overuse of make up was concealing your natural facial features and, from the way he saw you interact with his members, you weren't the kind of fan who knew everything about their life. It was refreshing to meet a not-so-much fan.

And then, you sat in front of him, eyes shining with expectation. You were grateful for being able to be at that fan sign, he could tell; you did not take things for granted.

"Hi!"

"Hey Engene..." he couldn't help himself but smile softly and hold is hand out towards you, like he did with so many fans before. It was insignificant, really, just a hand shake with another fan, one that he would have forgotten after a not so good night of sleep.

And if you knew that smiling awkwardly and tucking your hands on your laps would have brought you into this mess, you would have even kiss his hand if it was what he wanted at that moment.

But Heeseung, on the other hand, was shocked. Like damn, he is Lee Heeseung, from the rising group Enhypen, the older, the ace. And yet, you rejected him, refused to take his hand like he was some weirdo in the metro late at night who sneezed in his palm. Would you have hold Niki's hand, or Sunoo's hand ? What was so disturbing about him that would prevent you from allowing him to get to stroke your skin? It was a terrible feeling, jealousy, self-consciousness, who soon shifted into an obsession. He would do whatever it takes to get to hold your hand. But you didn't even think that this kind of thought would cross his mind, your idol's mind. So yeah, you came back home like you would any others days, did what you usually do and went to sleep, totally unaware that your idol was fucking his way (literally) into your data - is that even a thing ?

"Please... Please let me go..."

The way you were begging was so sweet. Teary eyes looking up at him, fists clenched by your sides because you knew damn well that you couldn't do anything, not out here, in front of everyone. And Heeseung knew it. He could have cornered you in front of your precarious apartment building because he knew that none of your weird neighbors would care about what happens to you. It wasn't memorable, just a bit frightening. So he cornered you at your workplace, put you in a situation that would get you fired if anyone stumbled across the both of you.

But you were so pretty, on your knees, before him, trying to get him to leave.

"Why would I do that? We have unfinished business."

Unfinished business. That's how he referred to that day. The day you knew you were trapped like a butterfly in a spider web. The day he shamelessly pushed himself against you, humped you, dirtied your body and soul as his hands were carelessly roaming your body, stroking your core and groping your breasts in a corner of a metro full of people. No one looked twice nor questioned why your eyes were watery and your hands shaking. Heeseung told you that your face was red, that they knew that you were just two lovers being touchy in the late of the night and that you were quite enjoying it. But you were just embarrassed, disgusted, and couldn't do anything about that, not when he was threatening you with pictures of your half-naked body in the warmth and comfort of your apartment. He was sick.

But he did not think that he was sick. He just thought that he was...in love. That each of his doing was a proof of it. He was spending his free time with you when he was not playing idol in front of the cameras! You should be grateful for it, instead of whining and whimpering, pretending to chock on his dick as he was forcefully pushing it deep in your throat. You were always so dramatic, so ungrateful, spitting his hot seed out of your mouth, a babbling mess of semen spit and tears. But he was willing to stay by your side, he loves you the way you are, ain't gonna chance you for a billion. Because he likes the way your inside clench around his cock out of fear because you like what he's giving you. He loves the view when he eventually gets to bend you over and fuck you like he planned on doing for weeks. Smile for the camera ♡

[boyfiejay]

Soulmate AU

PAIRING : Jungwon x gn Reader

GENRE : soulmates, fated to be

Warning : reader has mixed feeling about this soulmate thing, they go to different schools, jungwon is a gentleman, reader is whipped for him, mention of a cut on readers wrist (not SH), swearing like once

Word Count : 1.3k (how tf😧)

Author's Note : pinterest pushed me to write this, like i saw that bracelet photo and i had to write this. Why do my periods have to hurt me so bad, im going to kms😂

Sunoo Version

You've always felt like an outsider, so different from people around you. You were constantly surrounded by couples, soulmates to be exact. To be honest, you found the idea of soulmates a little bit too much, too controlling as to how you had spend your life with someone you've just met.

But there was still comfort in that thought, as controlling this whole thing sounded, it still was a reassurance that there is a person who is so much suited for you that they can be called your soulmate. That no matter what at the end of the day, that person understood you better than anyone else, even if they've known you for mere hours.

So really do you find these soulmates? Everyone is given a bracelet with a distinct charm on it at the young age of 10. These charms are supposed to link together when you meet them, they're stuck together for as long as the charm wants.

And although your charm was pretty looking, it still got stuck in inconvenient things. Your wrists turning red at the harsh metal. It looked pretty but was a bit too uncomfortable.

Although the thought of soulmates made you feel giddy, couples were insufferable in your early years of high school, constantly reminding you what you did not have. Or what you did not find.

But as you grew older, your excitement about finding your soulmate grew less and less. Many people found their soulmates at the beginning of high school, some even in middle school. Your parents found each other when they were 15, your older brother found his soulmate when he was 16. And at the age of 18, you felt everyone look down on you with pity.

And whatever hope you had, had started to diminish as you were now in your last year of high school. Just a year away from graduation, everyone around you was constantly worried about whether you would find your 'meant-to-be' or not.

Finding your soulmate way later in life wasn't unheard of, but the chances of finding that person becomes really low the older you get.

And so your parents decided for you that you should meet new people, hangout more often because apparently the reason you haven't found your soulmate is because you don't socialise. Which is understandable, considering you only have a set of friends that you interact with.

Thankfully, you did not have any problem with making friends. But sticked to the few you trusted, well because everyone at your school is either a crackhead, doesn't understand boundaries or just so much drama. So you happily agreed to going our more often when your parents mentioned.

But what was annoying was that you were being dragged to a different school's yearly festivals. Well not really annoying, now that you were promised a treat from your friends.

Someone in the group, you failed to notice who, had mentioned that you all should split in groups and explore whatever you wanted, since everyone wanted to do a different thing. And initially you had two of your friends with you, but after a while of mindlessly strolling you realised that you were alone, your friends vanishing, leaving you with a cat plushie you won.

You wandered around, looking around to find your friends as well as looking for something interesting to waste your money on.

You spotted someone wearing an orange beret, similar to what your friend had worn in the morning. Unfortunately the person was slowly going out of your line of sight and merging into the crowd. You had to move quickly and soon enough you were trying to push past a bunch of people.

You broke into a small jog, the person finally in your line of sight. But just then you felt a harsh tug on your wrist, it definitely wasn't someones hand that was gripping yours.

It didn't take you long to realise what the tug was, you slowly turned, hoping that your bracelet didn't get stuck in some random person's sleeve.

As you turned, you were met with wide worried eyes that were scanning your wrist. Your eyes moved down, still internally hoping, and the sight that you had dreamed numerous times was in front of you. In that moment, you just felt this strong urge to cry, no one in your life could understand the times you had felt alone while everyone around you just seemed so happy.

And no matter how much you try to gaslight yourself, you had desperately wanted to meet your soulmate. Everyone described it like such an enchanting moment, your mom said it felt like sparks were flying, you would feel that you've known this person your whole life.

But right now, the person in front of you seemed so unfazed about the fact that he had just found his soulmate. Rather he was focused on the fact that your wrist was bright red, it burned due to the harsh tug and there was a small cut that he hasn't seen yet.

"Are you okay?" he said, finally meeting your eyes, his own searching for any pain on your face. Surely you felt enchanted, not only because this was your soulmate, but also because he was the epitome of 'handsome yet cute'.

He tilted his eyes, confused at you blankly staring. No scratch that, he was cute as fuck.

Snapping out of the trance he had put on you, you say "Yeah, I'm fine." your whole face was burning up at his intense staring. You were surprised you managed to sound normal.

"I don't think this is gonna let go any time soon." he said, talking about the charms. "Do you mind if we hung out together? Consider this our first date. My name is Jungwon." he said, gently smiling, dimples appearing on his cheeks. God he was too cute.

Clearing your throat, you managed to nod and return his smile, your eyes still staring at his dimples.

He looked behind his to tell his friends to go on without him, you just realised that there were around half a dozen people behind his that were just staring at you, trying to bore holes into you. A couple of them had a teasing smile when you looked at them, two of them covering their wide open mouths. Only one person seemed laid back and he motioned Jungwon to go on, dragging the others away with him.

Jungeon looked back at you after making sure his friends weren't fooling around or staring at you, "Let's go?" he said still smiling. You felt like you were going to combust.

The rest of the day was spent getting to know each other, Jungwon surprisingly being a very easy person to talk to. You both opened up about how you two were the only people in your respective friend groups who were soulmate-less, "Well, not anymore." was his reply, with a cheeky grin, avoiding your eyes.

And despite how respective he was, he was also flirty. Like not flirty in a creepy way, he was still respectful of your boundaries but he had some kind of charm that just made you flush bright red. Or maybe you were just whipped for him, despite knowing him for such a small time.

With red cheeks and shy waves, and a promise to meet again, the date had ended.

You could finally understand why people could write whole books just about their soulmates, you felt such a deep sense of endearment when you looked at him. You finally understood why your friends were so whipped for their soulmates, constantly yapping about them.

Your friends were surely going to hear an earful for leaving you alone, but you had a feeling that you were going to talk way more about Jungwon.

[envirae]

my very first love ! — 08: everybody shut the hell up!

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nothing could have prepared riki for the stress that would come mere hours before your study session.

he had hardly ever interacted with girls his age outside of school, and he even tried to avoid it. when his hyung's threw parties with girls, riki was rarely in attendance.

it wasn't even a real hangout; you weren't even visiting each other's houses or even a local cafe. it was a strictly school-related meeting in the school's library. that didn't stop riki from freaking out, though.

he knew couldn't ask his hyung's for help, that would practically be admitting that they were right and that he did have a crush on you. so instead, he stood in front of his closet, practically ripping his hair out trying to figure out what to wear.

by the time he had finally found an acceptable enough outfit, half of his closet was on the floor, and he was almost late. he made sure to try his absolute best to be on time, something that rarely happened for him.

he arrived promptly to school at 1 pm, and he saw you in the middle of the library with your earbuds in typing on your laptop. the library was mostly empty, since it was a saturday after all. when you finally saw him, you took your earbuds in and sent him a warm smile as you waved him over.

he took the seat across from you, and the two of you began brainstorming ideas for the project. you showed him the rough draft of ideas you had come up with in the time since being assigned the project, and he looked at you with a blank stare. "are you following me? or am i going to fast?"

"no i- i'm listening, i'm just...a little confused" he responded, and you could tell he was flustered.

it didn't take long for you to figure out that riki wasn't exactly the best at physics, and you'd likely have to do most of the work for the two of you to get a good grade.

not wanting to hurt his feelings, you eventually decided that you would do all of the research, and leave it to riki to put together the information and create the powerpoint.

"you probably think i'm an idiot, don't you?" he timidly asked, hiding his face in his hands from embarrassment.

"not at all! lots of people struggle with physics. hanni complains about it almost every day." you reassured, which slightly comforted riki.

it was a little awkward at first, but you felt riki starting to get more comfortable with you towards the end of your study session. he was even starting to laugh at your (quite pathetic) jokes, and although you'd never admit it, his smile made your heart skip a beat.

when he had to leave for his dance practice, both of you were a little upset that your time together ended so quickly.

you, on the other hand, had a few hours before their studio time ended and yours begun, so you just stayed in the library, pretending to be productive.

you headed towards the studio around 5:00, but you could hear loud screaming and shouting just from the outside.

"YOU'VE GOT SOME FUCKING NERVE SHOWING UP HERE" you heard someone yell.

"YOU THINK YOU'RE SO MUCH BETTER THAN EVERYONE ELSE. EVERYBODY ELSE CAN SEE HOW FUCKING EMBARRASING YOUR BEHAVIOR IS."

that was undoubtedly soobin's voice. you immediately ran into the studio, to find all of your members engaged in a heated fight between enhypen's seniors and jungwon, with sunoo and riki trying desperately to get them to calm down.

you rushed to help them, but nobody seemed to be listening. they weren't even listening to each other, really. mostly just yelling and trying to prove to the other team that they were in the right. you didn't even know you could yell that loud, but the childish bickering was pissing you off so bad that you suddenly shouted,

"EVERYBODY SHUT THE HELL UP."

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SYNOPSIS: though all of his hyung’s are notorious for being some of the biggest players at HYBE, nishimura riki has yet to even have his first girlfriend. when his interest is finally piqued by a girl from their rival dance team, his hyung’s will stop at nothing to make sure he gets her— but not before causing a little trouble.

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[enha-sua]

( 📂 ) ... SUA'S REALATIONSHIP WITH ENHYPEN !

♡. JUNGWON (suwon) !

he will admit , he had a small crush on th girl when they first debuted , but it didn't even last like a month because they were so busy he didn't even have time to think , and it just went away.

his old crush on her aside , jungwon and sua get along really well , like a older sister younger brother.

their relationship is built on the mutual respect they have for each other , he respects her as his older sister , and she respects him as a leader.

they learned to fully put their trust in each other and motivate each other whenever they need it.

♡. HEESEUNG (suseung) !

2/3 of the love triangle , probably the most famous pair between the triangle to , heeseung isn't shy when expressing his feelings about the girl.

you could also see he also took a liking to the girl during i-land , he also go find her when she was alone , sitting with her , talking to her and helping her with her the challenges , many fans trying to catch his reactions when she popped up on screen.

there's never not a time where they aren't caught being on cute outings together , like shopping (cue those cute photos of the boyfriends holding the girls bag while she shops.)

he cares for her deeply and understands her and enjoys her company so much , but he is also aware of the third party.

♡. JAY (say) !

their relationship is one that's mostly shown off camera , on camera they have their cute moments , but you don't really catch because jay is sly with it.

they have a relationship where they don't have to always be around each other or show each that they care for the other.

they're the same age , but he is so much wiser than she is in his opinion and when she needs help he is always there.

his hypewoman fr , if no one laughs at his dad jokes , she is. she's gonna make sure he knows he's loved by many including her.

♡. JAKE (suyun) !

sua and jake didn't really like each other in the beginning , during i-land fans would always comment on how they actively avoided each other , and when they had to interact it would be short with no type of emotions.

even when they debuted , they avoided each other for a short while , it wasn't until 3 months that they actually started to warm up to each other.

their relationship only went up from then , they actually enjoyed being around each other , some fans thought it was just for the cameras. until a clip of them was of them at a dinner together, not like a date (of course shippers took it that way) but they were just hanging out without the cameras.

their on camera interactions are so cute though , joking around silently when they aren't supposed to , them talking in english , but both their accents being so strong that no one understands but them.

♡. SUNGHOON (suhoon) !

3/3 of the love triangle , sunghoon has always shown his affection for sua , she just noticed it , but everyone else did , including heeseung , he was the one who told her.

he is definitely more attentive towards her than he is to the other members , buying things for her if he see's it and is thinking of her.

while heeseung and sua's relationship is more so like a cheesy but cute k-drama , sua and sunghoon are like enemies to lovers , they love to bicker , but many fans say that's their way of flirting (maybe it is , maybe it isnt)

he also cares for her and loves being in her company, that's why he can't help but want to be around her all the time.

♡. SUNOO (susun) !

the sunshine duo of the group , ever since i-land they've been close , one of the first people she ever talked to.

she never made friends easily , not really trusting people , but it came easy for them , she allowed herself to trust him.

he's easily approachable and she can tell him anything that's on her mind , despite him being younger , he definitely gives good advice.

spend their off times shopping and going to different cafes and food shops.

♡. NI-KI (su-ki) !

she has a younger brother, and she very protective over him , and ni-ki is no different , that's like her blood brother in her eyes.

knows how tough it can be to leave your family and move to a different country , so they often bond over that , if one of them is feeling home sick or if everyone goes home , they'll go out and do something special together.

ni-ki sees sua as his older sister , a sense of comfort if you will , his home away from home , someone he knows will always have his back no matter what.

they're relationship is so wholesome , seeing them interact always makes fans smile- ni-ki making sua laugh when she's upset and sua always taking care of him.

©️ENHA-SUA

[nishimuraazr1zzkiii]

Forgive me if I request wrong 😅

Can I please get a blue bracelet with a ribbon (featuring Sunoo)

And the idea I had in mind was a reader who knows very little about K-Pop (limited knowledge from their friends), and they listen to maybe four songs but don't know the bands that much. Anyway, but the reader who doesn't know K-Pop somehow meets Sunoo and has no idea who he is and they manage to know each other more and maybe either progress into a friendship or a romance?

I thought they looked like someone I know

Order: for sunoo: blue bracelet with ribbon(💗)

Design: idol!sunoo x non-idol!reader, gn reader, (ending hints at a reincarnation(?) Depends on how you want to interpret it)

Summary: you meet sunoo in a cafe when he suddenly sits at your table since it was crowded and you both hit it off, not knowing you were talking to a kpop Idol, you both exchange numbers and become friends or more?

Can people calm down?

You think as you watch people push to get their drink. It was a Monday, understandably people needed their drink to get through the day as for most people, mondays were the most exhausting day of the week.

You were deep in your thought, unaware that someone with a cap and black mask was suddenly standing across from you.

"Excuse me, I hope you don't mind but can I sit here?" The stranger asked you, seeing that all the seats were full and you had an empty seat, you allowed him to sit across from you since his hands were full.

"Gosh, people are so pushy, I almost dropped my latte, can you believe that?!" The stranger suddenly bursting with annoyance said to you

. "Yeah..it is a Monday, people are bound to push, and this is a popular place" you replied to the stranger. "That's true but they dont need to push, they're going to get their drink if they dont rush" the stranger huffed.

"Oh! I haven't said you my name yet! I'm kim sunoo!" He took off his cap and he run his hand through his hair, "I'm ___, nice to meet you!" You smile at sunoo. Mean while sunoo was shocked as you weren't fangirling towards him or asking for a picture, "are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost." After asking him a question, sunoo immediately shook his head. "Ah...no it's nothing, there was someone behind you, and I thought they looked like someone I know" sunoo replied while looking at you with nervous eyes and a sweet smile. After that you and sunoo got to know each other better, in the middle of talking sunoo's phone suddenly ringed.

"oh! Let me answer this quickly ___-ssi" sunoo went out of the cafe to answer his call. After a few minutes, he quickly came back inside "I'm sorry ___-ssi but I have to leave now, it was fun talking to you!" Sunoo hurriedly said to you "it was fun sunoo! If you don't mind, do you want to exchange numbers?" You asked sunoo as he looked at you with a somewhat shocked expression before giving you a smile and agreed.

After your interaction with sunoo, 2 months have passed and the two of you grew closer, and you were still oblivious to the fact that he was a kpop idol.

You were sitting on a bench waiting for sunoo, looking around to see if you spotted him. You and sunoo agreed to hang-out when he was free for the week, he said his work wasn't giving him any free time, when you both started to talk on the phone. Sunoo never mentioned what his job was or what he did for a living, all that you did know was that he loved his job, and from what he's described, it was making other people happy. You dwelled on that thought to keep you occupied while waiting for sunoo in the park. All of the sudden someone called out for you, you looked to your left and saw someone wearing a black outfit with a mask and a bucket hat, you waved back

"sun-?!" You were about to say his name when he quickly covered your mouth.

"shhh '____' don't say my name out in the public!" Sunoo whisper-yelled to you as a few people look at both of you.

"ah...I'm sorry, i forgot you don't want me to say your name in public.." you quickly apologized to sunoo.

"ahh it fine, no worries, that just shocked me since no one should know I'm out here" sunoo smiled under his mask "why wont you say to me what you work?" You asked sunoo "no! You shouldn't know about it, its top secret" sunoo put his finger to his mouth signal to keep quiet as he looked at you with a sassy glare "what are we doing!? Let's go have fun! Isnt that why were outside for an arcade?" Sunoo excitedly asked, you let out a soft giggle.

"alright then, let's see who can get the most tickets by the end." You challenged sunoo as he looked at you with determination in his eyes "oh your on '____'! Do go crying on me now!" Sunoo dashed to the counter to but tickets and headed for the machines.

After going to the arcade, both went to a relatively small cafe. Finally, sunoo took off his mask as you both finished ordering. "this day was fun! Let's hang out again ____!" Sunoo insisted

"yeah! We should, if your schedule isnt too packed with work" you noted back to sunoo, sunoo just smiled at you, just then both of your order was called.

"Oh! I'll go get our order, just gimme a minute." Sunoo walked to the counter and grabbed both of your order.

"Hey ____! Have you heard about enhypen! their songs are so good!" Sunoo asked you to see what your answer was and what you thought about his group.

"huh? Enhypen? Well I dont know much about them but their song is a amazing, my friend keeps ranting to me about sunghoon, I'm slowly going insane everytime she mentions his name" you sigh as you remember your friend talking to you for a whole hour talking about sunghoon and his biceps.

After a while of conversing with each other about anything that came to both of your mind, you looked at the time, "oh! Its already late, aish..how could I get home now, there's no more taxi's this hour..." you grumbled st the fact that you had to walk home, which was a long walk "huh? Y'know you could come with me I could walk you home!" Sunoo suggested

"ah no, it's okay, I wouldn't want to bother you" you denied his request.

Silence filled the air around the two of you as you walked around the park to get to your house. "Hey sunoo..why won't you say to me what your job is?." You questioned sunoo while sunoo was looking st you with dazed eyes.

"You should know about what my job is ____." Sunoo replied looking serious which was an expression he never wore, you immediately dropped the topic. As the cold air hits your face, it makes you shiver next to sunoo, when suddenly a jacket was placed on your shoulder.

"huh?! Sunoo wont you be cold?"

"it's fine, you looked like you were cold" sunoo smiled at you.

"Hey ____, I have something to say...." sunoo whispered. " of course sunoo, what Is it that you want to say?" You said hiding your anxiousness with a smile. "...____, I know we haven't been friend for a long time, but-" sunoo interrupted himself to take a deep sigh, "____, I like- no i love you ever since we first met in that cafe, you caught my eye when i first laid my eyes on you, and even though their were a few empty chairs in that crowded cafe, I sat with you because you looked so pretty, how the sunlight was highlighting your features was so alluring to me, and now that I got to know you, ...i fell inlove with you more, all your small habits that I memorize whenever we hangout, how you pet those cats we meet on the way to the cafe we first met, how your lips turn into a pout when you're concentrating on a claw machine in the arcade we always go to, how you slightly shiver everytime the cold wind blows in winter, how I could go on about how much your small habits and details is unimaginable, ____, you make me act so different, you make my heart beat uncontrollably everytime you wrap your hands around my arm when you were cold, when you put your head on my shoulder when you were tired and we were in this very park. ____ I'm not asking you to like me back but I'm doing this to express my feeling and to no longer push it away, I really hope this doesn't ruin our friendship ____." Sunoo finished his confession and shyly avoided your eyes as you were in complete shock since you didn't think sunoo liked you, you had liked him ever since your first hang out.

"sunoo...I-...I dont really know how to say this like how you did but I love you too sunoo, just like you said, we haven't known each other to long but I love how you make me feel safe in any situation, how you're so attentive even if it means you have to forget yourself sometimes, of course ill reciprocate your feelings sunoo" you hugged sunoo tightly as tears welled up in your eyes, sunoo reciprocated your hug slowly and gently, he strokes your hair with such gentleness your feeling of anxiety washes away as he hugs you to prevent you from getting more cold.

Sunoo just then took off his bucket hat, you were star struck as this was the first time you saw sunoo's full face without his hat. He noticed your gaze "hehe, am I that handsome that you're speechless" sunoo teased you while posing like he was a model. "Yah! That's not true, I just saw someone and I thought they looked like someone I know" you reprimanded, sunoo then looked at you with eyes confused eyes and a small pout on his lips.

"Yah! What you said sounded super familiar!" Sunoo covered his mouth with his hands, looking shocked.

" you mean 'I thought they looked like someone I know' isnt that what you said to me when we first met at the cafe?!" You exclaimed, mimicking sunoo's expression and actions, you clasped you hand over your mouth.

"Oh! You're right, ohhh how can you remember that sentence? That was so long ago" sunoo looked so confused.

"Hehe, how could I not remember, that was the time I knew you loved me"

Extra notes: PHEWW FINALLY FINSIHED, the ending was so hard to do so if its a little wonky, it's because I was running out of ideas😭 but i hope you still like it lost and everyone who reads this!

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[daintyshu]

𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄

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riki scoffed at sunoo's reply to his tweet. he was tired of this. tired of his friends treating him like a kid just because he was younger. i mean, he was only a year younger than jungwon but they didn't treat him like this. it was frustrating.

as he walked angrily in the direction of his shared apartment with the very friends he was upset with, he caught a glimpse of a familiar head of black hair wiping tables outside a cafe. ah, he forgot odd atelier was on the way home.

it was around 10:50am now and it was a fairly bright day so why was riki surprised when you turned around? your hair swaying from the light gust of wind that passed, the sun shining directly onto your face, making you squint a little. his heart rate picked up. you truly did live up to the nickname his little group of friends came up with.

an even stronger gust of wind passed, making your hair fly around, you struggling to keep it away from your face, even having to spit out a few strands that somehow made their way into your mouth. riki chuckled at this. you were cute.

you turned around at the sound, surprising riki as he halted his steps. he didn't even realise he was walking towards odd atelier as he was preoccupied with staring at you.

"hey, you're the one from last week," you noted, more to yourself than riki. "u–uh, yeah," riki scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. he didn't know whether to be embarrassed to be caught staring or honoured that you remembered him.

"sorry, by the way, i didn't mean to call you a high schooler. i swear i was gonna say it's a joke after. i didn't know your friends would tease you that badly over a passing comment," you start, moving over to wipe another table now but still paying attention to the boy.

"hey, no, it's fine. i'm used to it," he chuckles, despite very much being upset about it even now because of his friends. "you're alone today? were you about to come in or were you just passing by?"

riki's mind goes blank at this. he wasn't planning to even drop by odd atelier, really. his initial plan was to just play video games all day to let out his frustrations. but it won't hurt to sit around for a few hours if you were around for him to admire, right?

"i was about to come in actually, are you not open?" he asks sheepishly, looking into the cafe and noticing how the lights aren't turned on yet. "we open at 11! you're welcome to come in and sit first, my manager's almost done setting up everything," you give him a bright smile, eyes turning into crescents. he felt the blood rush up to his cheeks. why were you so cute?

"can i? i don't wanna trouble you guys," he once again scratches his neck in embarrassment. "no, of course you're not troubling us! come on in!" you usher him inside and direct him to the same table he sat with his friends almost a week ago. "i'm yn by the way," you say as he sits down at the table. "u–uh, riki. my name's riki."

"nice to meet you, riki! i'll be right back to let you know when we're ready to take orders!" you grin, to which he returns with enthusiastic nods, watching as you walked back into the pantry to probably talk to your manager.

riki lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding. he couldn't believe this whole interaction he just had with you. you were much more easygoing than you were that day when he and his friends visited. then again, his idiot friends didn't really let you joke with them. you did mention that you were about to say you were kidding that day but apparently sunoo and jungwon couldn't keep the teasing until they were at their tables.

he found himself staring at the direction you ran off to. you were so lovely —personality wise— despite having spoken to you for about 4 minutes only. he wonders if that's why you had a guard dog (read: donghyuck). because you were so likeable that everyone just feels the need to gatekeep you. he definitely would.

wait, what?

when he tweeted about stealing his jake hyung's pretty barista girl, he was sure he only meant it as a joke. but having gotten to talk to you and have a (4 minute) conversation with you, he couldn't help but feel giddy. he couldn't remember the last time he felt this way around a girl.

what's wrong with you, riki? you talked to her once and suddenly you like her? get a grip on yourself! the boy scolds himself internally. these feelings hitting him all at once were confusing him.

suddenly, all the lights in the store turned on one by one, reminding him that he had been sitting in the store before it even officially opened. he looked up to see you lightly skipping out the pantry and towards him, your now tied hair—you must've done it while you were in the back—bouncing along with you.

he tries to control himself but he couldn't help the smile that grew on his face as you stopped in front of him. he couldn't hear a single thing you said as all his brain could process was that cute smile on your face.

shit, maybe he might like you.

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synopsis. in which you work at odd atelier cafe and can only make hearts in your lattes, causing a certain boy to misunderstand your intentions..... then he brings his friends and chaos ensues.

authors note. a little peek into riki's thoughts and feelings yay

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[laladellakang]

della in dark blood ♡

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SUMMARY: della’s role in the concept trailer, the choreography and lines in bite me

concept trailer

— della was with the other six members while sunghoon was with sooha. she appeared again during this scene;

— she stood near the end of the road, looking at sunghoon with a disappointed look. everyone knows that della is his weakness so they sent her last

— sunghoon caved upon seeing the betrayal in her eyes. he even let sooha go to get closer to her

— della almost succeeded, if sooha hadn't appeared behind her and bit her neck. it wasn't out of pure evil, she was just afraid of what might happen if she didn't

— there was a bonus after-credits scene where della woke up in the middle of the same road. she looked around in confusion and felt weak. really weak

— that was until a man showed up on a motorcycle

— he stopped and removed his helmet, getting off to help her

— "are you okay?" he asked in english

— della sat there, staring at him in silence as she felt overwhelming hunger take over her

— she didn't know what it was at that time but she slowly got close to his neck and bit the skin

bite me lines

the lyrics are referring to two different people; the person who bit her (sooha) and the person who she bit (man in motorcycle)

[0:37] come here and get some 남겨줘 on my neck

[1:28] 삼켜 널  (the original lyrics are 날 instead of 널. instead of 'devour me', she said 'devour you')

[1:50] come here and get some 날 찬미할, sidekick  (the original lyrics are 널 instead of 날 and had no comma in between 찬미할 and sidekick. instead of 'sidekick that worships you', she said 'to worship me, sidekick')

[2:08] it's you and me in this world 이 어둠 속에서 light me 기회를 줄 거라면 just come kiss me and bite me

bonus: jay's line switches to [1:45] 네 거란 증거 , just come over and bite me and ni-ki’s to [1:41] come here and get some, 남겨줘 on my neck

choreography

— her and niki participated in choreographing different parts. his during the pre-chorus and her during the second verse

— della had both a female and male backup dancer. the first chorus was the girl while the second was with the boy

— there are a few times when the guys switch backup dancers but there's only one male. della's partner for the second chorus never changes

— della completely switches sides during the second chorus. she dances as if she was a backup dancer and her partner is a member

— during hee's part [1:24] come to me, make it right, 다시 연결해 줘, 날, della continues and sings 삼켜 널 so his solo with the dancer is a solo with della instead. visual explanation;

— while saying '삼켜 널' or 'devour you', she went close to hee's neck to indicate a bite

— heela's part is the only time when the opposite genders make proper, intentional eye contact

— della's style of dancing with her partner is getting close and moving her head towards him/facing him while her eyes stay on the floor/the camera (similar to jungwon and sunoo)

response from fans

— in contrast to the other members, most of della's fans, including the male ones, were really giddy about the couple dance. her fans are delusional as well, but they use her interactions with other men (including the members) as a vehicle for those delusions. they want more male interactions

— female dallas absolutely loved the outfits on della, but the male ones didn't. most of it was too masculine for their liking. they went crazy over the concept photos though

— the k-pop community finally saw how great the group is being co-ed. still making della the one in charge instead of having her submit to a man was genius not me calling myself a genius lmao

— overall, della's popularity was through the roof, and she regained her defenders again. even securing so much more (as mentioned in 'insecurities', she got a lot of hate in late 2022 - early 2023)

taglist! @afiaaaa19 @riikiblr @one16core @i90snoo @danyxthirstae01 @seulgifted @clar-iii @hiqhkey @nichmeddar @jiwlys @duolingofanaccount @nvmbheart [@studioreader @sarang-wonie @fairydosii @hoonstrology @jaetint @4sahii @8-itsmee-8 @toriluvsfics]

[ickbite]

09. Happy birthday

LAST — MASTERLIST — NEXT

as soon as jaeden woke up, she was running around the house. with her and Y/N spending the night at Heeseungs the previous night, it was easier to wake both of them up.

she was planning on starting with Hee, running to his room and slammed open the door, only to be met with both of her parents in the bed.

due to it being late at night and both adults were exhausted, they simply just slept in the same bed, no harm there, right? wrong. when jaeden climbed onto the bed, she saw that her parents were — quite literally — cuddled up to each other.

"wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up," the six year old mumbled, shaking both Heeseung and Y/N.

jaeden only quickly gave up after realizing they were passed out and wasn't gonna be waking up anytime soon.

“INCOMING CALL FROM “WEIRDO”

ACCEPT DENY

Appeared on Heeseungs phone, should she pick up? should she decline? the answer was quite obvious.

"hello? who are you?" jaeden asked, her little arm wrapped around her waist while the other one is holding the phone to her ear. 

"who am i? who're you little girl?" the masculine voice of the other side responded, his voice laced with nervousness.

"i'm jaeden! why're you calling my dad?" she pouted, looking at the bed to see her parents who looked like they got even closer.

"dad? since when was Heeseung a dad? did you know Heeseung was a dad, Nik?"

"hey! i told you my name! you have to tell me yours, jerk!" she whined, stomping her feet down the hallway to the guest room she claimed as hers.

"okay, okay! i'm Sunoo, why do you have Heeseungs phone?"

"this is my dads phone, he's asleep right now, but i can tell him whatever you want me to tell him!" the ravenette smiled, looking through the shirts in the closet that belonged to Heeseung.

"Sunoo, who're you talking to?" an even more masculine voice asked, obvious tiredness in his voice.

"i called Hee like you told me too, and this child picked up, she's saying Hee is her dad?"

and like that, jaeden heard fighting, noises that signify the phone is being taken from Sunoo to the phones owner.

"jaeden?"

"who're you?" the five year old was tired, all she wanted to do was have pancakes and hang out with her parents for her birthday, and instead, she's talking to her fathers weird friends.

"hi jae! i'm your uncle Jay! how are you?" the voice sounded happy, like his tiredness suddenly disappeared.

"uncle Jay? daddy has a brother?" she mumbled, thinking if he mentioned anything about a sibling.

"no— not blood brother like a soul brother, kinda thing, yunno?"

"soul brother? like that one song? hey soul sister, ain't that mr. mister on the—"

"no, not like the song, but it's nice to meet you, finally. i'm still frustrated Jake got to meet you before me."

"Jake? you mean the minion?" jaeden visibly shuddered, thinking of her last interaction with him.

"yeah, him! listen, jae, i'm so much better than the minion, trust me, isn't it your birthday today?" and without giving her time to answer, he started singing happy birthday to her, she could even hear everyone even joining in the background.

"jae, do you know where my phone is?" Heeseung asked, walking into the jaeden's room to see her in his shirt, his phone pressed to her ear, and her hair in a bun like her mothers was the previous day, "why do you have my phone?"

"is that Hee? run!" Jay warned.

"i tried to wake you and mommy up but you wouldn't wake up and uncle Jay and Sunoo called you so i picked up, am i in trouble?" she pouted, her posture slouching as she looked at the ground.

with a sigh, he shook his head, grabbing her hand and bringing her to the kitchen table where her mom was making pancakes in the kitchen.

"good job, jaeden. always guilt trip your dad," the man on the phone cheered, clapping his hands.

[sunoobeloved]

This is my first time posting on tumblr so please forgive me if I do something wrong lol

- this is crossposted on my ao3 account (sunoossunshine)

- pairing: sunsun ☀️

- tw: being left out, small mention of vomit

*******

Sunoo knew friendships were never promised when it came to idol life. Many groups were like family or close friends and then there were groups that could simply just be considered coworkers at best. He was well aware of this but what he wasn't prepared for the pain that followed being the only who wasn't apart of his groups close dynamic.

Although Enhypen hadn't even celebrated their first anniversary yet. Sunoo still felt no hope in being included in his members close relationship. They were never outright rude to him but yet Sunoo felt like not a single one of them had an ounce of love for him except maybe Jungwon and Sunghoon on occasion. He'd spent the past six months being ignored and left out of every single conversation that wasn't for the cameras. Sunoo could count on one hand how many interactions he had with his members that weren't for show. The once very foreign feeling of loneliness soon became his new normal. Seeing the other six boys play around laugh and have fun together, all while Sunoo was sitting off to the side not even attempting to include himself anymore, made him want to leave the group altogether.

He never considered himself a quitter but he didn't know how much longer he could take it. Speaking up seemed nearly impossible and there's no way for him to know if they would even listen. He bottled his emotions up and tried to push them as deep inside he could. Putting on a fake smile seemed to be his new talent and not even the most observant stalker fan could see through his facade, or so he thought.

*******

Enhypen had been set for a comeback livestream to celebrate the release of their first comeback Border : Carnival and the boys were very excited. They weren't often allowed group livestreams since they had gotten to rowdy in their first livestreams so this was like a special occasion for them. They loved watching the edits the fans made of them all together and seeing how engenes reacted on twitter.

Sunoo was nervous for the live since he mentally and physically couldn't take another moment of faking his relationship with the other members. He had felt sick all day and the thought of fake laughing while watching how a few of the members would snuggle up made his stomach feel somehow even more queasy. Envy was the last thing he needed right now but matter how much he begged his manager he was still forced to join the live.

Sunoo sat reluctantly on the right side of the couch, he played with his fingers while waiting for the members to get situated. Sunghoon had been sitting next to him whilst the other five were spread apart on the couch while Jake and Jay decided to sit on the floor. He watched as Jungwon cuddled up to Heeseung. Letting out a quiet sigh Sunoo pushed himself as far as he could into the arm of the couch trying to avoid Sunghoon who had been accidentally rubbing up against him while trying to avoid Ni-ki's cheek kiss. The slight touch made his heart flutter way more than he would like to admit. If only he could feel that touch regularly. Maybe he wouldn't feel as sick as he did in that moment. Perhaps he could too even be cuddled up in Heeseung's side while giggling about how excited he was for dinner later.

"Alright guys stop playing we need to start the live now." Their manager called out catching the seven boy's attention. Everyone sat up straight within a instant and fixed themselves to look presentable for their fans. "Please keep at least somewhat calm, we don't want to scare them all off." Sunoo knew it was a joke but the seriousness of his tone made his anxiety rise even higher.

A snap of a finger alerted the boys that the live was on and they instantly started their greetings making sure to make their engenes feel welcomed. "Hello guys!" Sunoo mumbled not having the energy to keep up with the other loud greetings. He felt his managers eyes on him almost as a warning. Truthfully he couldn't care less, maybe getting kicked out of the group was what he needed. It's not like his members would care.

Sunoo sat quietly attempting to keep up with what was being said. As the live progressed the more sick he felt. His stomach went from slightly upset to feeling full blown ill. He could feel his lunch sitting heavily in his belly and all he wanted to do was run to bathroom and get rid of it. Yet he was stuck participating in live having to bullshit his way through the fake attention he was getting from his members.

A tap on his side pulled Sunoo out thoughts he looked up at Sunghoon wondering what the boy could possibly need. Sunghoon lowered his head toward Sunoo's ear and tried to block the view on the camera with his hand. "Sunoo-ah are you okay? You keep rubbing your stomach and ignoring Jay when he's trying to ask you questions." Sunghoon whispered seeming genuinely concerned for his member.

Sunoo felt his heart skip a bit. His checks flushed and he quietly reassured the older that he was fine. Even after Sunghoon returned his attention back to the live he still stayed close to Sunoo's side almost like he was trying to protect him.

The rest of the live went smoothly. They ended the live huddling together and shouting out goodbye to their fans wishing them a goodnight. Sunoo was thankful when their manager announced the live had ended and they could go on about their night. He let out a sigh he didn't realize he was holding in and stood up but was suddenly hit by a large wave of dizziness. He felt his feet sway and knees give out but a strong arm wrapped around his waist helped him regain his balance. He slowly looked up trying to make out the face of who had tried to catch him. His vision was blurred and couldn't quite make out the face.

"Sunoo why didn't you tell me you were dizzy? You know you're supposed to tell us if you aren't feeling good." Sunghoon scolded sitting Sunoo down on the couch still holding him in his arms. Oh so it was him again. The blonde felt like he had entered a dream. Since when did Sunghoon care enough about him to expect the other to tell him if he was sick. He would push the other off if he had to energy to some nerve he had. Instead he simply shrugged his shoulders trying to not enjoy the arms wraps around him and how they brought a comforting warmth into his body.

Their manager shooed the other members out of the room and went over to were the two boys were sat. "Sunghoon can you please help him to his room? He mentioned not feeling well earlier but I thought it was just nerves. I'll go get medicine for him, take care of him while I'm gone." Sunoo felt Sunghoon nod and smiled at the thought of the older take care of him. Curse him and his stupid touch starved brain.

"Sunoo-ah do you think you can walk? I can carry you if you need me to." Sunghoon asked while running his available hand through Sunoo's hair.

"I can walk." Sunoo blurted out. The thought of Sunghoon carrying him was making him feel things he did not want to feel. Sunghoon nodded and slowly pulled the other up and walked him over to their room. Thankfully their other two roommates seemed to be spread out somewhere else in the door so Sunoo could have his peace and quiet he so desperately needed.

Sunoo flopped onto his bed instantly regretting it when he felt his belly slosh in anger almost like it was scolding him for moving to fast. He let out a quiet groan and pushed himself into a ball trying to ease his upset stomach.

Sunghoon watched eyes softening in sympathy. He could tell that the younger was getting sick throughout the day. Seeing how Sunoo had to force down their lunch and watching how the boy would rub his stomach randomly throughout the day.

He sighed and sat down next to the younger. "Manager-nim will be back soon so hopefully the medicine can help you. Is there anything I can do though. I can make you some tea that might help your tummy calm down." Sunghoon offered while his hand was slowly caressing the top of the blondes hair.

Sunoo knew he should have just kicked the other out and suffered till their manager came back but having someone to help him through his pain was comforting and the lord only knew when he'd get attention like this again. "I don't need anything just stay with me." Sunoo mumbled pulling Sunghoon to lay down next to him.

Sunghoon smiled warmly and took the other into his arms. He slowly turned the younger to his side making sure to not jostle the poor boys already upset stomach and wrapped his arms around his waist. "Is that okay?" Sunghoon questioned while hesitantly holding his hand on Sunoo's belly. A small mhm from the younger let the older know he was okay with it and could continue his attempt at comforting the other. He rubbed his hand slowly over the sick boys stomach wincing with sympathy when he felt the angry gurgles that were seemingly constantly going off. "You poor thing. Let hyung help you okay? I'm sorry I didn't try to help sooner." Sunghoon whispered sweetly into the others ear.

If it weren't for the war that was going inside of him currently Sunoo would have thought he was in heaven. He snuggled into the olders touch and allowed himself to fully relax. He let himself be lulled into sleep while he listened to the soft lullaby his hyung was singing. He felt the corners of his mouth raise as the first true smile he's had in months took over his face. "Goodnight hyung."

"Goodnight baby."

*******

Sunghoon stayed by Sunoo's side rubbing the others belly and singing softly to keep the younger asleep, even after their manager offered to take his place and let the other go about his night. He rejected the offer and promised to nurse Sunoo back to his normal health. It wasn't until around eleven pm that Sunghoon felt his dongsang start to stir. He noticed how Sunoo's stomach got progressively louder and how his hand could feel each rumble roll throughout the upset organ.

"Hyung is that you?" Sunoo asked rubbing his eyes and rolling over to meet Sunghoon's face. He didn't mean to put his face to closely next to his but getting to see just how beautiful his hyung was made him feel like he was the luckiest boy in the world.

"It is. How's your belly feeling hm? Manager-nim dropped off some medicine for you. I think you should try to take some." Sunghoon said in hopes to convince the younger. He knew Sunoo hated taking medicine. In the past he would watch how the younger had to force his daily vitamins down and how he'd always reward himself with a lollipop after.

Sunghoon watched as Sunoo groaned at the thought of taking medicine. "I don't want to take medicine my tummy feel fi-" Sunoo was cut off by a loud and sickly gurgle. His hand flew to his mouth and it took everything in him to not puke all over not only himself but also his hyung.

"That didn't sound fine to me baby." Sunghoon said while playfully rolling his eyes. "Why don't we make a deal. If you take the medicine, I'll let you pick out whatever movie you want to watch and I'll go get you whatever lollipop flavor you want." Sunghoon wiggled his eyebrows attempting to convince the younger.

Sunoo let his hand fall down lightly giggling at his hyungs antics. He didn't realize Sunghoon knew how he forced himself to take his daily vitamins. Knowing the older cared enough to remember such a small fact about him made his heart feel fuzzy. A lollipop sounded disgusting right now but making Sunghoon proud was the top priority to Sunoo. "Can I get a blue raspberry lollipop then?"

"Of course! Manager-nim left the stuff in the kitchen I'll go grab it for you." Sunghoon got up much to Sunoo's dismay. He walked into the kitchen and saw Jungwon and Jay eating what he assumed was their midnight snack.

"Hyung how is he doing? He didn't look good earlier. Riki said that he noticed Sunoo was off the whole day." Jungwon asked worriedly.

"He's definitely sick. He almost threw up earlier but he doesn't seem to be out of it. I noticed he was off too, he must have a bug or something." Jungwon frowned at the others response. How could he call himself a leader when he didn't even notice one of his members was sick. Jungwon promised to himself that he needs to make it up to Sunoo when he starts feeling better.

"If he has a bug than why are you helping him Sunghoon-ah? He'll get you sick we can't have two members missing. Just let manager-nim take care of him." Jay voiced a hint of annoyance in his tone.

Sunghoon rolled his eyes, Jay knew he had a strong immune system and there's no way he'd pick up whatever Sunoo had. He knew there was a rift between the group when it came to the blonde haired boy but he didn't realize just how serious it might have been. "I'm not gonna make our manager stay the night here to take care of Sunoo when I can easily do it myself."

"Whatever dude. Have fun cleaning up puke I guess." Jay mumbled while picking at his food.

Sunghoon scoffed but ignored the olders sarcasm. He picked up the box of medicine and a bottle of water and made his way back to Sunoo. When he entered the room though he saw that the blonde was nowhere to be found. His bed was empty and it looked like the sheets had been ripped off the bed.

"Sunoo-ah where did you go?" Sunghoon's question was answered by a loud retching that was coming from the hallway bathroom. That was not exactly the answer he wanted to receive back. He ran over to the bathroom and quickly opened the door. His eyes widened when he saw the younger bent over curled into himself while he looked like he was trying to stop himself from throwing up again.

"Oh baby what happened?" Sunghoon rushed over and pulled Sunoo onto his lap. Had Sunoo not been puking his guts up five seconds ago he would have questioned Sunghoon on his new found nickname.

Sunoo waited a few seconds allowing his body to settle at least somewhat down. "I was waiting for you to come back when my stomach decided finally decided it had enough I guess." Sunoo groaned out rubbing his hand softly against his belly.

Sunghoon placed his hand over the youngers and kissed his cheek. "I'm sorry I didn't realize it was that bad. I wouldn't have left the room if I knew that was gonna happen." Sunoo attempted to reassure the older it was okay but Sunghoon shushed him. "Do you want to go back to your bed? Your tummy doesn't feel as angry now."

A warm cozy bed was exactly what Sunoo needed so he agreed. After a slow descent to the bedroom the boys snuggled up close like they were before. Sunoo could feel his eyes fluttering shut the combination of Sunghoons magic hand and whatever anti nausea pill their manager had bought him was working wonders and sleep was overcoming his mind. He grinned when he felt Sunghoon press his cheek onto his. He didn't know why the older seemed to grow a very sudden attachment to him but he was thankful for him. "Thank you for taking care of me hyung. I'm very happy you're here."

"I always want to take care of you Sunoo-ah." Sunoo pulled the other closer and allowed his body to be taken over by sleep.

"Hyung's sorry he can't talk to you properly. I get nervous I'll mess up and say something stupid. I love you my Sunoo. Sleep well." Sunghoon kissed the youngers forehead and allowed himself to finally relax and fall asleep.

[ppumeonae-bigvibe]

brewing affections

↖ navigation: enhypen masterlist || main masterlist

pairing: customer! sunoo x gn! reader

↬ tags: reader works in a cafe, mentions of a co-worker (gender/ name not mentioned), eye-candy on sunoo! (who wouldn't), mentions of jungwon (briefly)

summary: you thought having his name was enough and getting his number was optional, but you got it both anyways!

word count: 894 words

a/n: just had this happen to me some time ago and once in a while i just think of the person i had interacted with who complimented my work lanyard AND asked for my name?? girl i was so delusional that day

** previously titled "for sunoo?"

you perked up at the sound of the bells jingling, signaling a new customer had entered the cafe. you stood at attention by the coffee machine, your gaze landing on the pretty male approaching the cashier. clad in a simple button down paired with a neatly pressed trousers, he looked really clean.

"hi, is there anything you would like to order?" you gave him a small smile and the male in front of you whips out his phone, alternating between looking at you and at his device.

"uhhh, i'm here to collect an order." you glanced at a few of the orders printed out, internally wincing from the number of things to be prepared. "well, can i have the name just to check?"

"sunoo? kim sunoo?"

you redirected your line of vision to the multiple receipts, "there's no kim sunoo here..." the male smacks his forehead rather dramatically, chuckling all while doing so, "oh! sorry, the name for the order is yang jungwon, my friend. i thought you were asking for my name!"

sunoo...what a nice name, you mused as you pulled out the order from the whiteboard, confirming it with the one on his screen. he apologetically shoots you a grin and you felt your heart skip a beat. "for jungwon-ssi, it would be just the cafe latte and our specialty sandwich. you can wait over here while i prepare them for you." you gestured to the waiting spot and sunoo nods his head, "thanks for that!"

he side-steps towards the end of the counter for you to attend to his order. even whilst moving around, you could feel his gaze on you as if he was watching your every move. you mindlessly worked through the motions, preparing the food and drinks easily as if it was like the back of your hand.

"for yang jungwon?" you called out and sunoo tucks his phone away. "do you need a carrier for this?" you leaned towards him to asked, the chitter chatter of the cafe mildly increasing in volume. "uhm...actually yeah i'll take one." you packaged it away neatly for him and handed it to him with a smile.

"thank you for your patronage. i hope your friend enjoys it!"

"i'm sure he would." you held his gaze for a little longer and he breaks into another beam, "your sweater is cute, by the way. thanks for preparing it quickly!" he waves his hand goodbye and you mirrored his actions, heart racing in your chest. sunoo leaves the cafe without another word and you shuffled back to the staff seating area hidden near the back of the cafe.

"i saw everything." your co-worker smirked at you and you flushed, "nah, it was nothing."

"that clearly wasn't nothing! he was hitting on you! you've worn so many other outfits before and on no occasion has anyone complimented you so easily like that!" you sighed, aimlessly waving your hands above your head as if to wipe off the delusional thoughts, "he's just being nice."

"uhm...excuse me?" a voice called out and you jumped to your feet, making your way back to the front counter. "yes...oh! you're back!" you gasped in surprised as sunoo sheepishly waved at you.

"anything i can help you with?" you clasp your hand together, subconsciously leaning against the counter towards him. "nothing much, i just thought that i might as well get something to drink too. what would you suggest?" your face flushed when you realized that he wasn't looking at the chalkboard menu, but directly at you. for your opinion.

"well, are you craving something sweet? or savory?" you picked up a smaller menu, gesturing to the cafe's house drinks and snacks. sunoo shrugs, eyes not breaking eye contact with yours.

"i'm not really sure. why don't you surprise me? get me something you would have in this lovely weather." you hummed gazing out at the sunny sidewalk coupled with the lush greenery swaying in the gentle breeze, "sure, if you could give me a moment."

"i appreciate it, and no rush since it's something special." he winks at you with a dazzling smirk and you nearly gushed at this small but effective killer combo. after paying for his drink, sunoo's lean frame patiently settles down at an empty table and you fight the urge to swoon about it to your friends.

(sunoo watches, stare fixated on you as you bustled around, taking orders from other customers at the same time all while making his drink. he catches a glimpse of the pink hue decorating your face, a smile tugging on your lips as you filled his cup, writing his name on the exterior. he hurriedly scribbles his name and number down on his receipt, folding the paper twice.)

"for sunoo?" his name rolled off your lips smoothly, and you were yet again greeted with his beautiful eye smiles. "thanks for waiting." you handed the drink over to him and he pauses, glancing down at the cup before returning his attention back to you.

he squints a little, reading your name off your tag, "and thank you for the surprise. i'll be sure to enjoy this. have a good day!" he slips a piece of paper into your hands, waving goodbye for the second time today. you pressed the preciously folded paper towards your chest, shyly waving back.

"see...see you around!"

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[cinnamonroll999]

When I first became a Sunoo Solo Stan a couple of months back, I was so creeped out by how familiar the whole weight situation was.

That had happened to me before. My friends made "harmless" comments about my weight often, and that got to me. However, that doesn't mean they were bullying me. From their perspective, it was just fun and jokes.

I'm not friends with them anymore. (That wasn't the only reason, though. They were honestly kinda dumb and lacked basic human empathy. They knew that I was insecure of my weight and still made those comments, and that seemed straight up stupid and insensitive to me. I have much better friends now.)

Enhypen was going through the same situation. The things the members said were wrong, and I understand why everyone was so fired up about it. But that doesn't mean that Enhypen were bullying Sunoo. I've watched a lot of Enha's interaction with Sunoo, and they are pretty close. The other members just thought they were jokes. They didn't understand that they were wrong.

Regardless of whether Sunoo felt hurt by those comments or not, it's not right for you to comment about someone's weight like that. They should also have kept in mind that their fans would also be affected by such "jokes". The mentality fans would have here is, "Sunoo isn't even fat. If they think that about him, what will they think about me?"

(Btw, the 'he was laughing too' argument was pretty stupid. I also laughed with my friends when they made those jokes to not seem like I couldn't take a joke. And Sunoo is under even more pressure as being watched by hundreds of people on Vlives and all. What was he supposed to do instead of laughing, break down crying?)

Anyway, I hope this summarized the situation and you, the reader, were able to gain some new information from this.

[minho-hoho]

Yandere!ENHYPEN's reaction to: Crush!Reader backhugging them by accident

Genre: Yandere AU, Angst

Pairing: Yandere!ENHYPEN × GN!Crush!Reader

Warning: Mentions of murder and violence, cursing

Requested: Yes

A/N: Requests for Yandere!ENHYPEN are closed, any other type of requests mentioned in my bio or masterlist, or you can still request ENHYPEN stuff, not Yandere as I have a lot of them to get through! Anyways, have a nice day ~

MASTERLIST

˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊Lee Heeseung ¦ 이 희승˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

He was at first surprised by the unexpected skin contact, but when he noticed it was you, he was thrilled. He was still wondering why did you hug him when you've never talked to each other before. You two weren't even in the same class, so it was normal that you wouldn't know him.

When you noticed it wasn't the person you were looking for, you immediately apologised.

“Oh my gosh, I'm sorry. I've mistaken you for my friend.” You laughed in embarrassment awkwardly.

It made sense, but Heeseung was so disappointed. But at least now, he had a chance to get closer to you. A chance to finally make you his as he has always dreamed of.

˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊Park Jay ¦ 박 제이˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

At first he was about to scold you for doing such a thing, but then he noticed that it was you. He was so happy internally, he finally had interacted with you after all those weeks of him watching you from afar. But he decided to play it cool. Which from your point of view looked very scary, which made you even more embarrassed than you already were.

“Oh shit, I'm sorry I didn't mean it! It was an accident, I thought you were my friend” You tried to explain quickly. He looked scary before, but now his expressions looked alarming.

“Yeah whatever” He spoke and went on his way. His mind was filled with thoughts, who's that friend who deserved to get a hug from you? How close are the both of you? All those tormented him for the whole day.

˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊Sim Jake ¦ 심 제이크˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

He jumped from surprise, which made you giggle a little. Before even turning around he knew it was you because of the laugh he cherished so much even though you probably didn't know he existed until now.

“I'm sorry for scaring you, I've mistaken you for my friend, sorry.” You said a bit embarrassed but still amused by his previous reaction.

“No it's fine don't worry” He said chuckling a little. He wasn't upset, he knew you didn't know he existed until know, but now that you finally had one interaction, he'll be able to get closer to you.

“I'll see you around!” He told you before going back to whatever he was doing.

˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊Park Sunghoon ¦ 박 성훈˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

He was about to whine about some stranger hugging him but when he saw you instead a cocky smile started to form on his face.

“Ah, if it isn't one of my fangirls?” He smirked. You laughed at his comment before answering properly.

“Well, I'm afraid to say that I am not.” You chuckled. “Actually, I just thought you were my friends from afar. Sorry about that” You giggled. He was upset, but he tried his best to not show it to you; he liked you for a long time.

“Hell, I don't even know who you are so..” You added. While he even more upset, he still joked around with you, which made him happier and he managed to get closer to you, more than he ever thought he would. So it was a win-win situation for him.

˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊Kim Sunoo ¦ 김 선우˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

“Ohmygodー” He squealed rapidly before turning around to face you.

“Oh it's just you” He spoke without thinking.

“Me? Do I know you?” You asked confused but still smiling a little. He immediately remembered how you didn't know him.

“Um, yeah. I've just seen you around that's all.” He said trying to save himself from any unwanted questions. You nodded and apologised for hugging him, you explained why did that. And he said he understood and that it was fine, he also made sure to introduce himself before going his way, he made sure to make a plan to make you his, because now you actually somewhat knew him.

˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊Yang Jungwon ¦ 양 정원˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

Jungwon didn't really care about the hug at first, he knew that someone had mistaken him for someone else and he was just about to go on his way before you started to talk to him to apologise.

“Oh myー I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hug you, I've mistaken you for my friend” You told him hurriedly. As soon as he heard your voice, he recognised it and was way more than happy about the hug.

“Ah it's fine.” He told you with a reassuring smile. He went on his way just after still happy, but jealous of your friend.

˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊Nishimura Riki ¦ 西村 力˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

He sighed in annoyance before turning around, which made even more embarrassed than you were before. He saw your face and was instantly happy.

“I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to, I promise! I just thought that you were my friend.. ” You apologised, feeling bad. Knowing that you didn't actually hug him made him angry and he didn't try to hide it.

“Tsk. Whatever, you should stop hugging your friend.” He said before going to his next class, not leaving you any time to answer.

He now knew what he was going to do tonight.

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I really enjoy your the jock side drabbles omf they are so cute/funny/sweet. Please keep doing them!

My prompt: (I assume the whole school knows they are dating right?) Sunghoon getting jealous/angry over y/n and Gyu interacting. (Boy needs a beating but he is my Txt bias 😭)

lol beomgyu is a cocky mf but honestly i don't think he'd dare to just come up and talk to her after what sunghoon said but i'll see what i can do 🤣

warning; mr park s is jealous 😏 + crack. 0.6k words.

"can you be patient?! i need to do my assignment with sunoo in the library! i'll come see you after okay?"

"nooooo i want to see you right now!" your boyfriend whines like a child on the other end of the phone call, dragging out each of his words, "you can do your assignment later! come over to my practice nowwwwww! jay won't let me leave practice anymore because of last time."

"that's your fault, shouldn't have called me into the locker rooms to- AHH-" your words are cut off by someone bumping into you real hard as you turned the corner in the corridor, immediately knocking you to the ground from impact.

your phone flings to who knows where but your butt and hands hurt too much from crashing onto the hard floor to care.

"ow..." you wince in pain and look down at your palms that were now slightly red. the person who bumped into you quickly crouches down in front of you and takes a hold of your hand, inspecting it over and softly blowing onto your skin. your mouth hangs dry at the sight of beomgyu before you, the thought of your interaction with him last week immediately flooding your mind. when he took you to taehyun's house...

you wouldn't say you were scared of beomgyu but he definitely made you feel uneasy.

"shit are you okay pretty one? i'm sorry i didn't see you," he says, his hands still holding yours, "poor thing, that must've hurt."

"a little but it's not your fault, i wasn't looking either," you say with an awkward chuckle. it was the first time you've spoken to him since that day, not like you wanted to talk to him, neither did your boyfriend.

the boy smiles at you, his eyes lingering around your lips for a tad too long. you gasp when his hands suddenly grab onto your waist without warning, pulling your body to stand up with such ease. you quietly mutter a thank you but he doesn't let you go...

"so you're dating sunghoon now? is that true?"

"um... yeah."

"too bad, we could've been something."

"get your fucking hands off of her!" your boyfriend suddenly appears beside you, his hands pushing at beomgyu's chest so hard that you almost go flying as well from the impact.

sunghoon immediately wraps his arm protectively around you, pulling you into his side as he glared at his team mate. afraid that he'd cause a scene, you cling onto your boyfriend's jersey to try and calm him down.

"sunghoon calm down, beomgyu was just helping me up," you say while patting the fuming jock's chest.

"he doesn't need to touch your waist to help you up," sunghoon spits back, eyes still staring daggers, "you're a fucking creep choi."

"whatever park. you should work on your jealousy... because you look a little crazy right now," beomgyu laughs to himself and waves at you before walking off down the hallway, leaving you behind with your boyfriend who looked like he was about to explode.

"baby... calm down, he really was just helping me up," you reassure the jock and wrap your arms around him for a hug, "sunghoon come on..."

hearing your soft voice calmed the jock down quite a bit. he takes a deep breath and looks down at you, a smile almost immediately forming on his lips because of how cute and small you looked in his arms.

"that's it. i've decided. i will now follow you no matter where you go so shit like this won't happen again," he says, his arms that were already around you tightening even more, almost suffocating you, "i cannot let my beautiful girlfriend roam freely when there are creeps like fucking beomgyu lerking around."

"sunghoon- i can't- i can't breathe!"

"this is necessary! i'm just protecting you!"

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[hooniiverse]

𔘓⁩ enhypen reacting to you having a panic attack !

a/n: this reaction contains mentions of anxiety and medication, so if you're not comfortable with that, please don't read <33

[ being out with your boyfriend, enjoying the music of the festival you were currently at, you didn't expect to be having a panic attack just minutes after dancing with your s/o ]

⋆ ࣪. 〣 — 𔘓⁩ HEESEUNG

gonna be a bit panicked at first

he never knew that you were dealing with anxiety so this came as a total shock to him

he knows that panicking will only make your anxiety worse, so he tries to calm down

takes you to the most quiet place he can find

luckily, it wasn't a severe attack so you calm down pretty fastly in comparison to your usual anxiety attacks

read the other members' reactions under the cut !

⋆ ࣪. 〣 — 𔘓⁩ JAY

you're very fortunate that jay knows about your anxiety attacks

he's been with you multiple time when you had one and knows exactly what to do

he made sure to have some quiet places in mind before you got there, in case of you having an anxiety attack, which unfortunately you did have

jay learned breathing exercises when he first figured out a about your anxiety, in order to calm you and your breathing down

jays calm attitude helps you calm down much easier than if he was panicked

⋆ ࣪. 〣 — 𔘓⁩ JAKE

he doesn't wanna show it but he is absolutely helpless

fortunately, you've told him that you struggle with anxiety so he did some research back when he had found out

takes you to a quiet place and encourages you to keep walking with him

asks you simple questions like your favorite color to give you something else to focus on

tells you to focus on an object to keep you distracted

you're fortunate that you managed to calm down in no time

will keep being very worried about you the whole time and won't let go of your hand

⋆ ࣪. 〣 — 𔘓⁩ SUNGHOON

extremely concerned about you

he feels like crying when he sees in which state you're in

it hurts him that he can't do much to help you

being as you both weren't too fond of big crowds and much human interaction, it was foreseeable that something like this would happen at some point

sunghoon immediately asks you if you wanna leave or go to a quieter place

knowing you like to have some distraction, he engages you in a light conversation

"keep breathing for me, please"

⋆ ࣪. 〣 — 𔘓⁩ SUNOO

as always, a literal angel™

your boyfriend comes prepared

knowing that you have social anxiety, he knows that a panic attack could come any moment

he prepared an anxiety kit for you with all the necessities you need uwu

like he packed water, little sweets, wipes if you need to clean your face and medication if you can't seem to calm down at all

will give you your space but is always up to cuddle if you need his cuddles and touch

⋆ ࣪. 〣 — 𔘓⁩ JUNGWON

the most calm out of all of them tbh

knowing it's best not to make assumptions about what you need in the current situation, he always makes sure to ask exactly what you want/need

counting with you to ten, he helps you recover your breathing

showers you with calming words to help you calm down

"it's fine, baby. i understand that what you're feeling is scary but it's not dangerous"

"make sure to drink something, bub"

⋆ ࣪. 〣 — 𔘓⁩ NI-KI

poor guy is soooo overwhelmed with this whole situation

he's never seen someone have a panic attack and so didn't understand you were having one at first

it was when you started shaking that he noticed something was off about this situation

luckily a stranger noticed your state and offered your boyfriend help to calm you down

he doesn't understand what you're feeling but holds your hand the entire time, nevertheless

fortunately, you brought your medication with you, in case of this happening

"i'm right here, love. i won't leave your side"