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These have been all over my twt lately and they’re literally taking me out

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To this day, even though it’s my least read, this drabble is my most favorite work

Haunted | Park Sunghoon

ᥫ᭡ f! ??? x park sunghoon ── 𝒢enre. angst, non idol enha. feats. ot7 [reqs are open] ᝰ.ᐟ 𝓁ibrary ���

SUMMARY | Sunghoon has a ghostly visitor that reminds him of the ghosts of his past, which still haunt him. The dreadful memories of the ice beneath his feet.

authors notes Honestly don’t really know where this idea sprung about I tend to just write without any plan ahead of what things are meant to be, but I’ve been thinking about Sunghoon and his love of ice skating a lot lately. This one is quite short but since this is more of a writing based off a feeling i didn’t want to write too much.

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Sunghoon was constantly haunted by them, ever since he made the decision to buy the old house things had gone awry. Books falling onto the floor on their own accord, the misplacement of things he was sure he had placed in a particular spot. Sunghoon wasn’t one to believe in ghosts or otherworldly beings but what other explanation had there been to such events other than he may have been completely off his rocker and imagined it all. Rather than be in denial about the situation he quickly came to accept it, for they were doing no harm to him so he didn’t mind.

“I don't mind you being here, though I don’t appreciate you moving things around and displacing them.”

The following days, Sunghoon found that everything he had thought to be lost was once again placed exactly where he had left them.

“Thank you for returning everything.” His eyes observed the room as if he had been waiting for some sort of response, his ears wide open just in case they were to respond with a simple knock or tap, but he heard nothing.

This became a routine of his, he would talk to them, and fall into momentary silence for some sort of response, but as always he was met with silence. Not a tap, nor knock, not the slam of a door nor creak of the floor. Though he found it rather disappointing, what more was he to do if they did not want to communicate with him.

Though this ongoing cycle was bound to no end Sunghoon continued it, no matter how many times he was met with silence or no answer, as the leaves had fallen from the trees and the air and lake had frozen over with the oncoming cold Sunghoon began to feel an overwhelming ambience of loneliness.

A sigh spilled past his lips as he flipped through the pages of his book, a cup of hot chocolate in his hands as he forced himself to focus on the meaningless words scattered on each page. A creak followed by the sound of footsteps above him lured his attention away. Placing his book and his cup onto the coffee table he pushed himself up from the lounging chair and sauntered down the empty old hallway that led to the stairwell. As he trudged up the staircase the creaks in the floor synchronized into a soft pattern that led him into his empty bedroom. His eyes scanned the cold room in search of something having changed. Clothes on the floor, a book or piece of jewelry missing. That was when his eyes landed upon a white box that sat upon his bed.

He curiously approached his bed, pulling the box open, his eyes landing upon a pair of beautiful white ice skates, his fingers brushing over the silver blades before he takes one into his hand to observe them, his eyes then falling upon a picture that had been hidden beneath the skates. As he lifted the photo into his hands his eyes fell upon someone that looked to be his age, though the photo looked a bit older. In the photo captured they had been on the frozen lake that had been just past the trees behind his newly bought home.

“Is this you…you used to live here?” Once again he received no answer.

What had he expected? This was the ongoing theme.

Strolling into his closet Sunghoon takes a box from the very top shelf. It had been quite a long time since he felt the blade graze his fingertips, since he felt the wisp of the cold air against his face. He slips the photograph into his pocket and places the skates back into the box before sauntering back down the hall, down the stairs and out the back door.

There was a glimmer in his eyes as they scanned over the now winter frozen lake, his chest full of cold air that he didn’t seem to mind because to him it felt right, felt like home. As he slipped the skates onto his feet the familiarity of it felt both weird yet comforting, as he stepped foot onto the ice he felt his every trouble and overwhelming sense of loneliness slip away. The crunch and snap of the ice beneath his feet as he glided across it was fully comforting.

Meanwhile a certain someone sat upon the snow from the sidelines watching as he glided and slid around fully in his element. Though he couldn't see them they still found comfort in watching him do something they themselves would never get to do again. The brush of the cold against your skin, the way your feet so easily slid along the ice was an indescribable feeling. One that had haunted Sunghoon for so long that he had forgotten what it felt like to hit the ice.

[yeonmuse]

babe could you pretty please drop that jungwon pic on your pfp, i need it in my gallery he's so bf🥹😭😭😭😭

He’s literally so perfect ratdhfhvjbkj

[yeonmuse]

WAIT I LOVE THIS. This question is literally so unique. You’re so sweet ml seriously you were one of my first supporters on here so i absolutely adore you so much. Honestly this isn’t pretty far off too considering noT and sunoo are both cancers and have some of the same tendencies

you're such a social blog, friends with many 💕

i'm curious to know if your moot's blogs were run by idols, who would be running whose 🤔

I- YOU THINK IM POPULAR??!!? ahem thanks 😌

anyway this is such an interesting question ????

ok let’s go

(and i’m not just gonna pick your biases bcs . that’s just obvs)

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@hyuckworld (or more accurately her sideblog that i’ve been a dedicated follower of for two years now @jayflrt)

i feel like her humour and also the nuance she carries in her stories and fics screams heeseung to me, ya know? like it’s the sort of creativity that heeseung has, whether it’s when he’s making a joke or executing a very precise vocal run ? he’s very much a “never let em know your next move” typa guy and that’s kinda what alice’s fics and smau’s feel like, the whiplash between humour and plot goes crazy and afterwards you kinda don’t wanna leave behind the world she created

@enjakey

darling mootie who feels like a fated twin (we’re so fated bro, alexa play fate by enhypen every time me and hg interact) anyway, she really gives me ni-ki vibes ?? there’s always a lot of freshness with her fics, every time i finish one i’m like “wow, i’m gonna be thinking abt this for a while..” and that’s exactly the vibe ni-ki gives on stage? he just stands out when it’s his time to shine and it’s the same with this incredible writer here

@yeonmuse

one of my first moots i adore her !! alright, musie gives sunoo ok?? her plots? her ideas? they’re alluring !! and esp her smau’s have this snark and sass that sunoo gives, his facial expressions, the way he has this warmth and sweetness that can switch up so instantaneously ?? i can’t explain it but there’s smth abt musie’s works and musie’s blog and her aesthetic that gives me sunoo vibes, like his range as a performer and artist mirrors her range as a creator ya know?

@tobiosbbyghorl

OOP WE GOT AN ACCURATE QUEEN HERE — rie really gives me sunghoon vibes im sorry she won guys >.< like idk smth abt the way her fics pull me into a mental movie every time i read, and i can see the scenes unfolding in my head so vividly, it’s truly giving sunghoon when he’s acting in enha’s concept trailers, actor!sunghoon who brings so much emotion and depth to his scenes so naturally, that’s rie

@hoondrop

ok here me out, jake !! every time i’ve spoken to moony i’ve always come out of the conversation with a smile and a good laugh, she literally has the same energy as what i assume being friends with jake would be like? if that makes sense? there’s also smth really funny about how she switches so easily from hard thoughts to like being all cute in the dms like the dichotomy gives me whiplash, so similar to jake on stage vs off stage

@jaylaxies

another queen who got her bias bcs she really does give me jay vibes? i think it’s the dedication? i’ve been following aria’s work for YEARS bro like she’s an OG enhablr legend to me so idk that sort of dedication and hard work screams jay to me, and like you can tell she takes extreme pride in her work? we always hear about how jay is so ambitious and has big dreams for himself and enha so yeah aria’s blog is giving jay

@taetebebe

lucky number three of my moots to get her bias !! rose totally gives jungwon omg, the way i instantly clicked with her and she and i have so much in common, i feel this way abt jungwon too like yeh i have a crush on him but seriously speaking, i could see us being good friends legit ?? also rose’s humour is really cheeky and kinda sweet wrapped up in sarcasm while also having the ability to be really deep in conversation? like it reminds me of jungwon’s lives where he’s either a meme or my unofficial therapist icl

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Need him set bad its not even funny

i- excuse me?

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CHAPTER 10 | I've never been so humiliated

an: i realize chaewons message cut off in the second message slide it says “doesn’t blackmaing someone into tweeting that makes you even more of a loser”

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TEACH YOU HOW TO WORSHIP

CONTENTS ─────Heeseung is sick of yearning from you from afar, thankfully fate presents him with the perfect opportunity to worship your body and do all of the things your ex boyfriend Jake would never get to.

log: lee heeseung ֶָ֢. x reader. slight angst w smut, vulgar language. 8.5k w.c Jake is kinda a dick, Heeseung is a man that yearns. Oral, unprotected sex, body worship, praise, overstimulation kinda. Mentions of weed and alcohol. ꫂ ၴႅၴ ──★˙nainais library !!

an: um I have no Idea where this idea came from?? Especially since i rarely like to write smut unless requested but here ?? 😭😭

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Infatuation was a gruesome thing at times, a person could never look your way, never give you the time of day and yet you can find yourself deeply infatuated. Even worse when you don’t even have a name to put to the face and yet, you’ve been completely spelled by them and utterly taken. The lines between obsession, insanity and plain infatuation were starting to blur for heeseung. That weird realization that your like for someone was turning into something desperate and crazed was starting to sink in, and Heeseungs resolve was starting to slip away.

Heeseung was never usually the type to swoon, to be completely honest none of the girls on campus were worth it to him because when it all bubbled down they were all the same. The party type, the girl you could find at every frat, every sorority or campus party. Then there were your sports girls completely wrapped up in the game or proving themselves worthy for the team. Your geeks, your book lovers, the quiet girls and the list dragged on and on. The tropes were starting to run stale and he’d come to the depressing conclusion that he himself would never find anyone. He was the picky type, not willing to cut corners or go for the first girl that was willing to open their legs at the sight of him alone. He needed a girl with sustenance , someone that was worthy of getting on his knees and worshipping,worthy of making them his.

You were the missing piece of the puzzle that hadn’t quite fit. The piece that left confusion in the mind of the one piecing it together, confusion because you surely looked like the perfect fit yet when pieced together you differed from the rest of the puzzle. You were complex, you weren’t as easy to figure out as the other girls and that made him want to play the game. In Heeseungs eyes you were his manic pixie dream, the girl that left him wondering if you were truly real or just a figment of his imagination. He couldn’t fathom someone like you being real, in his mind you were created just for him, a puzzle for him to put together, a fire lit by a match that only he could spark. But you never saw him, never looked his way no matter how many times you’d crossed paths, and worst of all you had a boyfriend.

That left him wanting, no yearning, he craved it at this point. He craved your gaze, your touch, to be in the same vicinity as you alone was something he desperately seeked. For the first time in his life he was craving a cat and mouse game that the mouse hadn’t even realized she’d been wrapped up in. He needed more than just stolen glances in the hallways, or fingers brushing against one anothers in the food court. He could no longer hold back his glasses or side eyes when he saw the way your asshole of a boyfriend's fingers grazed your waist, it was beyond agonizing. It was starting to burn him from the inside out like a fire he simply couldn’t huff out without your touch, it was all becoming his torment.

Monday morning, you sat at your desk practically glued to your computer seat, having sat there unmoving over the last two hours wrecking your brain to come up with a topic for your essay. As if having to turn in a five page essay wasn’t enough, your professor also stressed the major detail that photos also needed to be included. To be completely honest you were subpar in your courses, not the top of your class but not the worst either. You found your place tethering between the two placements, you always excelled just enough to pass, just enough to blaze through each semester.

This semester your patience was starting to wear thin. Between your courses that seemed to drag on during the day and and the offtimes with your boyfriend dragging you along you’d rarely had any time for yourself and it was starting to weigh on you. Since the moment Jake had asked you to be his girlfriend you were like two lovers conjoined at the hip, he was always at your side ALWAYS. It left you no time alone, no essence other than those around you knowing you as just his girlfriend. It was starting to get to a point where even you yourself were finding it difficult to remember who you were. What did you like? Your favorite color? Favorite movie? Favorite flower? if you even truly liked them. All the things he’d liked were starting to morph together with yours, every dream or desire that his mind housed had eventually completely drowned out your own. Perhaps that was part of the reason you were so indecisive on what to write about, you could barely even bring yourself to remember the things you favored.

An annoyed sigh spilled from your lips as you slammed your finger against the keyboard, repeatedly hitting the backspace button until every word you had typed up had completely disappeared from the page. No matter how many meaningless words you typed, nothing was good enough, eventually you’d delete it all and be left with a blank page to start all over again.

Then a soft knock on the door interrupts your silent crash, pulling your gaze away from the computer you stare at the door, a tired and burned out look housed behind your doe eyes. After a moment of silence your roommate eventually enters the room to inform you that Jake had indeed just arrived to take you out.

“Jake is here….oh you look like shit.’’

“Thanks I thought the dark circles under my eyes made me look incredibly sexy.’’ you respond sarcastically, rolling your eyes and pushing yourself up from your seat.

“Are you sure that you’re alright to go to a party? I could always tell Jake that you aren’t feeling well so you could stay in and sleep?’’ Chuu reassures, a hint of obvious worry in her tone as she watches you shuffle over to the closet in search of something to change into.

“I’m fine Ji, besides if you tell him that all he’ll do is worry then he’ll spend the entire day trying to nurse me to health.’’

“Isn’t that better than going to a party with people you don’t even really like?’’ Chuu wasn’t exactly wrong, it wasn’t like you disliked any of the people that Jake hung out with, at times they were just overbearing.

“I’ll be fine, if I need to ill just do what I always do when I get burned out at these parties and find a room to hide in until he’s ready to go.’’ you shrug, pulling your hair back over your shoulder after changing into something a little more suitable for the party scene.

“Alright, but if you need to fake sick and leave early call me.’’ She responds, shooting you a playful wink as she makes her way out the door. When you finally mustered up the energy to make your way downstairs you found Jake standing at the door, the corners of his lips turning into a smile as he saw you finally making your way down the stairs. “There's my girl.’’

“You didn’t have to wait downstairs you know, you could have come up.’’ you tell him, and as they always had time and time again his arms wrap around your waist, an act that was starting to feel like more of a showcase than it was an act of adoration or love.

“Didn’t want to interrupt your girl time, you ready to go?’’ You hum in response, your mind seemingly elsewhere as his fingers tangled with yours to lead you out to his car.

“Who’s party is it this time anyways?’’

“Not sure? It’s one of Jay's friends apparently they go way back or something. He goes to chaconne too..uh, Heeseung?’’

“Mmm never heard of him.’’ you shrug, brushing off the man that was most likely just like any of Jake's other friends, loud, high maintenance and overbearing.

When you had finally arrived at the destination of the function you were surprised to see not many cars outside which ultimately made confusion arise within you. You turned to Jake, brows knit together in bewilderment when he seemed to catch on he forced the car into park before cutting the engine.

“He’s more private so it’s just a few of us this time, not too many people.’’ he says it so reassuring that it melts your heart to know he’d remembered how you got around too many people, but of course you didn’t know if you found this to be a good or bad thing, not many people meant you couldn’t hide away. That meant you would be forced to socialize, forced to stick by his side the entire night.

In contrast the usual house was compacted with sweaty bodies and those under the influence it was less than twenty of you all gathered in the house. Some you recognized from your rival school, guys you presumed to be either friends of Jays or the new friend Heeseung you knew only by name. As relieving as it was to know there weren't many in the house you still couldn’t stop yourself from wishing that the ground would swallow you whole. Part of you was wishing you had stayed home and just let Chuu tell Jake you were sick.

Heeseung on the other hand couldn’t stop himself from staring the moment you came in. Of course he knew you’d be here he wasn’t stupid, everywhere Jake went you seemed to follow it was no secret to anyone on campus. It was also no secret to him how he caught glimpses of your misery or maybe it was something else sinking deep down in you that had always been bubbling to the surface.

You being here was like a double edged sword, he got to be close to you, to have you in his vicinity but that also meant putting up with your boyfriend. Your perfect, proper loving boyfriend who he absolutely detests with every fiber of his being. But not because he was with you no, he wasn’t the type to be jealous especially when Jake didn’t even fall into the same category as he had. He hated him because everything about him seemed fake, every touch, every confession of love, every whisper in your ear seemed like proper bullshit, like he was playing a game but not the good kind, not the kind of games that Heeseung wanted to play with you no. There was something primal and deceptive about Jake's gaze at times, and maybe he’d imagined it, maybe it was something he’d made up to make liking someone with a boyfriend a not so bad thing. But something deep in his thoughts couldn’t bring him to shake off the idea that he just might be onto something.

Heeseungs gaze watched you even as you finally slipped away from Jake's side and disappeared down the hall into the bathroom. For a while you just sat there, the faint music in the background was enough ambience to not leave you just sitting in complete silence, alone in your thoughts. You weren't really sure what you were doing here to be quite honest, you hated parties but for some reason you couldn’t bring yourself to tell Jake no, he always poked out those lips and batted those eyes as if he knew you, he knew they’d always work. With a sigh you push yourself up from the floor and wash your hands before making your way out of the bathroom, and it was so faint that you could almost miss it if it weren't for the silence in between songs but you could make out Jake's words clear as day.

“She’s too fucking clingy, if I had known she’d be like this I wouldn’t have wasted so much time in trying to get her in bed.’’ the words stung like hell, your sweet boyfriend, the one that was always kind and caring and made sure you never felt disincluded, was talking about you as if you were a random girl on the street. Two months of dating him had turned into nothing, two months of being dragged from party to party all because you loved him had turned into just meaningless memories in less than a minute. You didn't dare walk back out, you didn’t have the strength to face them after hearing everything Jake really had to say about you. No matter how strong willed or minded you were, this was not something you could get over on the basis of strength alone. The man that you let in, the man you gave your heart to, the man that you were willing to give up your first time for was completely two faced. He never loved you and you were starting to question if he even really liked you, or did he just see you as someone to get into bed. A virgin to claim and add to a long list of others like some sort of trophy.

You slipped out back, breath heaving in your chest the moment the fresh air met your airways. Caught in the middle of wanting to cry and scream you’d decided on the previous choice, only no tears had fallen and your throat was starting to cave in on itself. You were caught flat in the middle of a panic attack, head thumping and racing with thoughts only quieting down when a voice spoke up and startled you out of it mid way.

“You alright?’’ though you hadn’t really had much of a conversation with him at all tonight you recognized the voice to be Heeseungs.

‘Great, first night meeting him and he’s seeing me cry’ you thought to yourself

“I’m fine.’’ you respond, shoving your hands into your pockets and glancing down at the empty pool right at your feet.

“I may not be an export on people, but you were seconds away from a panic attack just now and you’re saying you’re fine?’’

“I’m just. It doesn’t matter..you were probably part of the discussion.’’ You were too lost in your own thoughts to realize Heeseungs brows crease together in confusion.

“Discussion? I don’t know what discussion you’re referring to but i’ve been out here for the last ten minutes trying not to blow my buzz talking to those dumbasses inside.’’

“So..you’ve been out here the whole time..?’’

“Pretty much.’’ He watched as your mouth opened then fell closed again, as if you were preparing to tell him something but was hesitant. He wanted to reach out and touch you, to ask what was wrong and lul you back to security but he couldn’t as much as he wanted you he didn’t want to push your boundaries, he couldn’t give two fucks about Jake or how touching you would make him feel but he knew you were most likely not the type to cheat.

“Can you..can you take me somewhere that isn't here?’’ for the first time tonight you look at him, like actually look at him, your eyes so deep that he could sense himself getting lost in them before he pulls himself back.

“You want me to ditch my own party? What about your boyfriend?’’ once again he couldn’t give a fuck about Jake or the party, he just wanted to make sure that you really wanted to leave with him, someone you were meeting for the first time tonight.

“I just..i don’t want to be here and Jake..He’ll worry and come looking for me at the dorms.” you felt guilty for lying and not giving him all of the information but after all you hadn’t even fully come to grasp the fact that your boyfriend was just a loser who loved to use women like they were toys.

“I’ll do it.’’

“What..?’’

“I’ll take you somewhere else.’’ you stood there lips parted and eyes blinking as if he’d just spoken a language even you yourself couldn't understand. You didn’t know why you were shocked, after all you did ask him to take you away from the party. Maybe you’d just never anticipated he’d actually say yes.

“I’ll get my keys. I’m assuming you don’t want anyone to know we’re going so you can head out the side patio door.’’

“I left my jacket inside, my phone..”

“I'll get it.’’ despite how blunt he'd come off, his words had been reassuring, you’d just met him but you found yourself putting your trust in him as if you’d known him longer than just one night.

You watched as he disappeared back inside, slipping through the side door as instructed. you found yourself anxiously waiting for him to meet you out front. Minutes passed before the front door finally swung open and you held your breath as it slammed shut, hoping it hadn’t been Jake. Fortunately for you, it was Heeseung with your jacket thrown over his shoulder and keys in his free hand.

“He thinks you’re still in the bathroom.’’ He informs you, you respond with a nod before taking your jacket into your hands and pulling your phone from the pocket, dead of course it was dead.

“Great.” you sigh, slipping it back into your jacket pocket.

“There's a charger in the car, it’s honestly shit but it’ll give you some sort of charge until we get to where we’re going.’’ you nod, following behind him as he leads you to his car. As he pulled open the door and you took a seat inside you found yourself looking back at the door as the engine roared to life, you knew it wasn’t right to just leave without saying anything..but the way he talked about you back there left him no place in your thoughts at the moment.

The ride wherever Heeseung had been taking you was silent, other than the roaring of other vehicles that passed, or the sound of gravel against tires there wasn’t much ambience. Heeseung asked no questions, he knew better than to pry even if he was dying to know what hurt you, what had you feeling this way. He would wait until you felt comfortable and safe enough to tell him. You on the other hand sat staring out the window watching as everything passed by in a blur, part of you was wishing that you had drank, but you never liked the taste of alcohol and it always burned your throat.

By the time you’d finally arrived at what looked to be a high rise apartment complex and Heeseung cut the engine you had been completely out of it. You didn’t really speak a word, asked no questions up until the two of you stepped into the elevator and he swiped the keycard for the top floor.

“Where are we..?’’

“My brother's place, it’s one of his vacation spots when he comes back home but I stay here more often than he does.” he says it as if having a brother that stays in a luxury apartment complex, let alone a penthouse is the most normal thing in the world

“Then what about..the house everyones at right now?’’

“It’s mine but I stayed there with a few roommates, Sunghoon and Sunoo, they were at the party but Sunoo eventually left his room and Sunghoon isn’t exactly the party type so he most likely left early.” He explains.

Eventually you both arrived at the top floor and the elevator came to a halt before the doors opened into a whole new world. You could see the entire city from the elevator, the view was more than breathtaking and for a moment you had forgotten entirely what you were doing here until the ding of your phone dragged you back to reality. Twenty percent flicked at the top but on the main scream was twenty missed calls from Jake and fifteen unread texts. The thought of having to face him again made your stomach twist and turn. Ignoring his consistent texts of your whereabouts you text Chuu to let her know that you’d be out for the night and if Jake texted to just ignore him and she would explain it all later. Right now she just needed a break from everything, school, Jake, people.

Finally you shut your phone off, slipping it into your pocket and watching as Heeseung took a seat before pulling what you assumed to be a pre roll from his pocket. You’d never indulge so you weren’t entirely familiar with it but you’d known enough from hanging around a certain crowd in high school.

“Does that actually work?’’

“Depending on what you want it to work for, there are different strands for everything. This one just helps relax.’’ he responds, lighting it up as if he’d done it a thousand times. “Sometimes it can just heighten the things you already feel.”

“Can I try it?’’

“Only if you tell me what you need it for, you don’t seem like the type to just smoke because someone else is doing it, and i’m sure you didn’t have me drive you all this way so that you could try weed for the first time.’’ He was right, absolutely right..but how do you tell a stranger that you’re scared to face your boyfriend because you heard him speak ill of you.

“I’m assuming this has something to do with the Jake guy.’’ you immediately stiffen, you hadn’t spoken a word about your reasoning for not wanting to stay at that party, yet he read you like it was nothing, like it wasn’t his first time. And of course you hadn’t known it but it wasn’t.

“...he’s just not who I thought he was.’’ you respond, sparing him a quick glance long enough to see him staring at you in a way that suggests those little words aren't enough for him.

“I heard him talking about me to some of the other guys, the only reason he’s with me is to get me into bed. He said that I was annoyingly clingy but..to be honest he’s the one that’s dragged me everywhere. All i’ve done is follow him like a lost puppy, lose myself to be the girlfriend that he needed, that he wanted and he.’’ you suck in a breath, not even realizing when the tears had started to fall but they came pouring down nonetheless. Heeseung on the other hand was completely heated, he knew to trust his gut, he knew that something about Sim Jaeyun was two faced, but he let himself watch from afar and in the end you got hurt.

He tries his best to comfort you and calm you down tracing over your skin with his thumbs he wipes your tear stained cheeks until the essence of tears is no longer present.

“He’s a jackass. And any of those assholes that sat and listened to his bullshit without saying anything are just as stupid, that includes Jay no matter how long we’ve known each other.” he sets the pre roll aside, fingers grazing your skin as he held your face in his hands

“He’s not worth crying over, not worth your tears if he only sees you as something to get in bed, i'm sure he wouldn’t even know what to do with you if he actually did.’’ at his word you couldn’t help but laugh, a momentary release of dopamine, that felt like a slight weight lifted from your shoulders.

“Thank you Heeseung, I didn’t mean to drop any of this on you, I don’t even know what I was thinking when I asked you to take me from the party but i'm grateful you did.’’

“Anytime, and you can stay here as long as you need, but you can’t hide out here forever.’’

“I know..thank you.’’

“As for the weed it’s a no..you aren’t in the right headspace and it’d be stupid of me to let you try it knowing you aren’t in a good emotional headspace.’’

“You’re right..’’ it was all you could say in response, you didn’t know what you were thinking, to be honest you weren't sure you were thinking at all.

“Ask me again tomorrow and if I think you’re ready then i’ll teach you.’’ you watch as he stands up from the couch before disappearing down a hallway, coming back moments later with a handful of neatly folded clothes.

“These may be kind of big but they should hold off for tonight. If you decide to stay longer then we can stop by your place or go shopping around tomorrow.’’ You simply shake your head, grateful enough that he had done even this much for you.

“Thank you Heeseung really.’’ Those were the last words you’d utter to him other than goodnight before disappearing into the guest bathroom.

While you lay in bed hopefully fast asleep, Heeseung was wide awake, caught in between wanting to sleep off the events of tonight and wanting to drive all the way back to his place just to beat the shit out of the man that made you cry yourself to sleep.

—

The next morning you woke to the sun peaking through the curtains and once you finally realized you weren’t in your own bed it had come flooding back to you that the events of last night weren’t just some sick dream they were in fact real. Dragging yourself out of bed, you move into the bathroom, realizing Heeseung must have remembered the fact that you had nothing here when you found a toothbrush and a few other things sitting out on the bathroom counter for you.

After a quick wash up you saunter down the empty hallway, Heeseung was nowhere to be found but there was a note left for you on the kitchen counter. He had gone to his classes but he made sure to let you know you had free range of everything in his home, or brothers home you were still quite confused on that. You were in the middle of cooking breakfast when the chime of the elevator caught your attention. You were sure that it was Heeseung, but that theory was immediately disproven when your best friend came bustling in.

“Oh wow, maybe I should have gone to that party too.’’

“Ji what are you doing here?’’

“The Hee guy, He heard me asing Jake and Jay about what happened last night and where you were and he gave me his key and told me you’d be here but that was all he said.’’ she explains as she looks around, taking in the place in awe as if she had never seen anything like this before other than in movies.

“So what exactly did happen last night and how…how exactly did it lead you here?’’

By the time you’d finished explaining everything that happened last night leading up to you getting here it went without saying that Chuu wanted to completely ruin Sim Jaeyun. You on the other hand had no idea where you stood with him, you knew you weren't ready to face him but you needed to talk to him, you needed to break things off. So when Chuu had finally gone back home after the two of you sat chatting and eating breakfast you decided to make the call.

Your stomach twists as you hear the ring of the line, one time…two times..and then three until eventually the call is answered and you hear his voice on the other line.

“Baby..where have you been, are you alright..are you safe?’’ His sweet voice and caring tone was like a mockery, no matter how much you wanted to believe that this was him, the man you fell for last night's words kept replaying in the back of your mind.

“Can I see you at our usual spot?’’

That was how you ended up here, nervously twiddling with your thumbs, taking light sips of your coffee that you felt would come back up any second. Then you heard it, the thing of the door and in walked the man you had been dreading coming face to face with again since last night. When he noticed you he was all smiles, immediately going in for a hug, a hug which you rejected and got straight to the point.

“How long..?’’

“What?’’

“How long have you been pretending you like me? Acting like you love me then going back and telling your friends something else.’’ he immediately froze in his spot, he had been caught. “Did you ever actually like me? Did you ever have any sort of genuine feelings for me or is that all I was? Another woman to check off of your list and say that you fucked.’’

“Yn I can explain..’’

“If it isn’t the truth then there should be nothing to explain. I’ve gone everywhere for you, done everything a girlfriend should, I’ve fucking lost myself in the process of being yours and all for what? So you can fuck me and then act like we’re strangers the next day? Yo’re a fucking asshole Sim Jaeyun. Congratulations because not only did you manage to not get me into bed but I want you as far away from me as possible.’’ Not giving him the chance to spout any sort of bullshit excuses to you, you get up from the booth leaving him sitting there looking pathetic and in disbelief. Even after you’d broken up with him there were countless messages, and endless calls until you made the executive decision to block him on everything.

By the time you’d arrived back at Heeseungs place he had already returned home. You found him sitting in the kitchen, phone in hand watching what you assumed to be some sort of gameplay as he munched on a bowl of ramen.

“You’re back?’’

“Yup.’’ you respond, letting out a frustrated huff as you reach into the fridge for a bottle of water.

“Did your friend come by?’’

“She did..thank you for telling her where I was and allowing her to come see me.’’

“It’s not like you’re a prisoner or anything?’’ he chuckles before getting up from his seat and discarding his trash.

“I know but, I’m sure you’re used to coming here to relax alone and I didn’t want to drop all of my baggage on you.’’

“And I don’t mind you being here, I’d have taken you somewhere else if this bothered me yn.’’ You could tell he was genuine, or at least you were hopeful that he was, after the revelation of your own boyfriends sweetness and generosity being a simple ploy, you were no longer sure if you knew what true generosity was.

“Do you think that we can try it today? What we talked about yesterday?’’

“Are you absolutely sure? I still don’t think-”

“I’m sure Heeseung, please.’’ He couldn’t tell you no, not when you were looking at him like that. Not when you could ask him to steal the moon for you and he’d tell you yes time and time again. You and everything you were made weak.

You eyed him intently as he rolled a few more prerolls, the one from the previous night already having been gone and according to him they usually went pretty fast. Even up until the point where he lit it and took a drag himself you were absolutely nervous. Watching as he inhaled and held it there for a moment before puffing out smoke, you wondered how often he’d smoked and how long it had been since he started for him to be so unbothered by the smoke itself. Then he passed it to you, your hands clammed up and your chest tightened as you realized there was no backing out.

“Put your lips on it, inhale slowly, not too hard, just enough the burn the edges.’’ he instructs, and something about the way he walked you through made your stomach bubble with a feeling you’d never felt. His voice lulling you into it had something perverted swimming through your thoughts but you force it down. Your first drag was the worst, even listening to his instructions something was bound to go wrong, and it absolutely did, too big of a puff that sent you into a frenzied cough. Heeseung had to choke back a laugh, patting at your back and handing you a bottle of water to bring you down from your coughing fit.

“Well now you know what not to do.’’ he chuckles, taking it back between his own fingers and you watch the way his lips part, the way he sucked the smoke between his lips before puffing it out.

“Can we.. Can we try a different way?’’ you didn’t know if it was the fact that you were already feeling the warmth of the high, or if you were just plain stupid but his answer would lead you to either do something really stupid that you couldn’t take back or you’d be sat there with that urge going unfulfilled, luckily for you he did not oppose.

“A different way?’’ You watched as he brought it to his lips once more, waiting for himt to inhale before taking the opportunity to slip into his lap.

“Blow..’’ Heeseung was taken back, he’d nearly choked when you crawled into his lap and placed your hands on his face like it was a familiar place to be, luckily for him he held it together, blowing the smoke past his lips and right into yours watching you inhale.

“Yn..’’

“Please…let’s just stay like this.’’

“If I let you stay like this then I won’t be able to control myself.’’ The high had left him, with you sitting in his lap fingertips hot against his skin he was suddenly completely sober.

“Then don’t please don’t’’ your pleading whispers housed so many emotions, pain, need, desperation he wanted to tell you no, to push you aside and say that this was just something you were feeling in that moment but even if it was he wasn’t sure he really cared.

This was a moment he had waited for, many desperate nights of wanting to feel you under him. Cold showers to calm his desires so he wasn’t thinking of you pumping into his fist at night. You were too beautiful..too perfect to think about while doing something so lewd, so foul. Yet now he had you, he had you in his lap begging him to make a move, to give in to his yearning.

“Are you sure this is something you want? If I start now I won’t stop..no matter how your nails graze my back, no matter how much you beg or cry I wont..I wont be able to stop myself if you don’t tell me now you don’t really want this.’’ But you didn’t deny him, you didn’t tell him to stop, you didn’t tell him you didn’t want him..you just looked at him with those pretty eyes of yours, perfectly dilated and full of need, a need for him and no one else.

“Please.’’ you finally let out, your voice just below a whisper, and that was all he needed before he broke. Before he’s carrying you to his bedroom and lying you in bed as if you were something fragile. Months he had waited just to talk to you, to make his presence known and now he had you beneath him like you were his. His fingertips grazed your skin so delicately as if you’d fall apart beneath him if he didn’t take the time to admire you, to worship your body like it deserved to be worshipped. Your body was a temple for only him to explore the ins and outs of, even if Jake had had you before it didn’t matter because he would erase every essence of Jake Sim from your body even if it took nights without end.

He started slowly, kissing from your ankles, up your calves then your thighs. Your skin like velvet against his lips, he made sure that every inch of your body had felt his kiss and it completely set you on fire. It was like his kiss had set off something primal in you, you couldn’t care to think about anything else other than him calming the ache between your thighs. Even through your soft whines and pleading for more than just lips against skin he hadn’t listened. He was too lost in worshipping you, like you were a goddess sent for him to pray over, to worship until you blessed him over and over again in only a way he could be blessed. He was sure that the effects of the weed must have had you feeling even more sensitive, that you were certainly feeling everything times ten, it made you whiner, needier, and his containment was starting to slip away.

“You’re so beautiful.’’ he mumbles against soft skin as he starts with your shorts before stripping you down to only your underwear. It made you melt, fully clothed, naked he would compliment you, making sure you felt the weight of his words with every kiss.

You wanted nothing more than to have him completely overtake you but he took his time, like if he went too fast the moment why sip away and he’d lose his chance.

“Heeseung.’’ His name spilled from your lips so soft and sweet, rolled off the tongue like an angel's song, like a prayer meant for only his ears.

“I’ll take care of you baby, do what he couldn't. Treat you like you deserve to be treated. Worshipped. Praised.’’

Then without hesitance he pulled your panties to the side and dove in head first, like he’d been waiting lifetimes to devour you. He was completely relentless from the moment his tongue met your clit. Eyes locked onto you as he did it, watching the way your back parted from the bed and your chest heaved as you struggled between moans and harsh breaths. Somethin glimmered beneath his gaze, whether it was hunger or desperation you wouldn’t know because your eyes had rolled so far to the back of your head you were convinced a doctor would have to roll them back.

It took him less than a minute to find that one spot that made your legs lock around his head. Again and again he abused it until you lost all your strength and all you could do was tremble at its touch and fall apart on his tongue. This was the first time you’d been so vulnerable, the first time you’d heard such pornograhpic sounds spill from your lips. Heeseung absolutely loved it, he loved how you tugged at his hair, how he felt every spasm or shake of your body all while he made you fall apart.

For only a split second he pulls away, eyes glued to the sight before him as he replaces his tongue with his thumb, rubbing it against your clit as if he was prepping you, getting you ready.

“Doing so well for me, so fucking good beautiful.’’ then he shoves two fingers in, stretching you out like you were made to be wrapped around his fingers, around him.

“Fuck- Hee I can’t’’

“You can baby, remember this is what you wanted beautiful, just hold on a little longer for me yeah? I’ll make it feel better.’’ His voice was like velvet, running through your ears and melting there, stuck in your head every word seemed to play on a loop luling you into some sort of trance-like state that you didn’t want to come down from.

Between the sound of your moans coming out like sing song melodies and the filth of the wet sounds between your thighs he was completely lost in you, this moment he’d have sworn he experienced what heavy was like. His name spilling from your lips like it was natural to you, it melted him to his core. The woman he’s thought about time and time again coming undone and unraveling on his fingers like the petals falling off of a flower, it was amazing.

“Fuck.’’ his control had slipped away, the way your back arched, the way you clawed at his wrists and the sheets beneath you were getting him there, then five words, five words came spilling from your lips that made him lose any ounce of patience he’d had left.

“Hee please, I need you.’’ It was music to his ears to hear you beg for him, he had worshiped all he could, he took his time with you but now he was ready to make you fall apart completely. To watch you completely crumble beneath him so that he could build you back up and do it over and over and over again, as many times as he could until your mind was occupied by only him.

Something about the way he moved was desperate yet intimate, almost as if he’d made a personal vow to himself to savor every moment. From the way he stripped you down with his eyes, then with his hand it was like he was soaking it in wondering how this moment was real, how you could be real. Things had already gone past just casual and you had yet to tell him the one thing that kept Jake from getting past all the bases, you were timide, nervous that if you told him the moment would end and he’d no longer want you in this way. Then you remember how he took his time with you, how his praises made you feel confident, safe to let whatever words or sounds that spilled from your lips out freely.

“I’ve never..” your words came out so soft, barely a whisper and he was sure to miss them if it weren’t for the way you nervously gripped his shoulder. It didn’t take much more for him to figure it out, he starts to leave reassuring kisses on your fingers, then your wrist as if ensuring you were safe with him.

“I’ll take my time. I’ll make sure your body feels every second. I want every moment to be engraved in your memory. So that even when i’m not around your body will feel my absence, it won’t forget me.’’ His words make you shutter, and before the silence could drag on between the two of you his lips catch yours in a kiss, one that was heavy with certainty. A kiss that he poured out his heart to you in, he didn’t just want this to be a night that happened and was forgotten by the two of you. He wanted you to remember every waking second, the heat of fingertips against skin, the security of his grip, plush lips against lips.

His hand tightens gently against your thigh holding you still as he finally makes the move you were heavily anticipating from the moment he laid you down in his bed. He gives no warning just slides in with a breathshaking moan that makes you shiver at your core, he said no words like he was too wrapped up in you to whisper any praises or questions of security, he was in pure bliss.

You gasp– high and sharp like the breath was leaving you, the pain of him splitting you open finally seems to set in and it brings tears to your eyes. Nails break skin and he pulls your hands into his own leaving reassuring kisses, fingers, back of the hand, up your arms and stopping at your neck. He was trying to remain tame, to keep tha calm and attentive demeaner but it was becoming too much for him, the way your walls pulsedaround him wet, warm and waiting for him; waiting for him to be the first to ruin you. Deflowerlization, the act of picking off your flowers one by one, a sign that you were fully in bloom. His lips part watching the way your body reacts to him, your thighs trembling, your hips jerking up, your slick coating him as he begins to move his hips a slow, twisting rhythm that makes your stomach flutter.

“Fuck you’re perfect,’’ your fingers intertwine as he pins them just above your head, whispering soft praises into your ear about how well you were taking him— a string of “good girls” and “you’re doing so well baby.’’

‘Baby’ a word you’d heard so many times from Jake but they didn’t make you feel like this. Like you were burning from the inside out and the only way to put out the fire was having him so deep inside of you that you couldn’t think.

You can no longer bring yourself to speak any coherent words, your thighs begin to tremble uncontrollably, the pleasure peaking in your lower belly, every muscle tensing like you’re caught on the edge ready to throw yourself over. It's overwhelming, completely capturing your senses until you are wrapped up in him. His smell, His touch, the warmth of his skin, the intimacy of the way he touched you like it was something he had waited lifetimes to do.

“Heeseung..’’ his name spills from your lips like a cry for help, a plea for him to let go completely and ease every pain or hard emotion you’d felt before he was here buried so deep in you you were seeing the constellations right before your eyes.

“Fuck say it again.’’ he pleads, like a desperate man waiting to hear his lover speak for the first time he anticipates it, the way his name spills from your lips laced with sweet venom was so dangerous. Heeseung keeps rocking against you, not thrusting, just grinding, slow and deep, letting the drag of his cock over your soaked folds speak for itself. Every motion of his hips pulls a new sound from your lips, that’s like music to his ears. He doesn’t want it to stop, wishes that he could record it and make it a song, make it his ringtone so that he could hear those sweet sounds over and over whenever anyone made a call. Your fingers claw at his back now, slipping under his shirt, dragging your nails down the smooth muscle there as he grinds again and again until you’re on the brink of tears.

It went without saying that he was drunk on you, the way you lie beneath him flushed and overstimulated, letting him consume you, letting him claim you as his. This was a silent vow, one that promised him to you, no matter how unsure he was of what was to come after this moment, one thing was sealed in the stars and that was the fact that his body was completely yours, he was your first. Your body trembles beneath him, thighs twitching, toes curling, your hips arching off the mattress in a slow, involuntary motion that makes him groan. His hands are hot against your skin, gently tracing lines over your hips, holding you steady as he rolls his into you making sure you feel every inch. His thrusts were slower, deeper, purposeful —, like he was trying to get the in and outs of his body, like it was something for only gim to learn. Then he felt it, your hips stuttering as he drew deep and pulled back with a sharp inhale.

“Heeseung, I- I can’t” You didn’t have to say much more because he already knew, he felt it the moment your thighs trembled, the moment your hips stuttered and you held onto him tighter than before. His free hand slides down just between your thighs, fingers moving eagerly to circle your clit—you were a mess, completely soaked, legs trembling with how sensitive you are. “I know baby I know, let go for me yeah?”

he keeps fucking you slow and hard, his fingers pressing tight circles against your clit until your legs shake uncontrollably. “Come on, show me how well you can listen beautiful girl” he whispers, voice right in your ear now, he presses soft kisses against your skin while whispering sweet praises that push you ever the edge, a pull a reaction from you that even you were experiencing for the first time. your pussy clenches so tight around him it pulls a string of curses from his lips, walls fluttering around him, wet pulses as your orgasm finally blooms, an overwhelming stimulation that sends you into a fit of cries. “Heeseung!” you cry, your voice breaking, your whole body convulsing under him as you cum, hips jerking wildly, back arching, mouth open and gasping.

Heeseung groans, watching in awe at the way your body convulses beneath him. The sight alone pulls it out of him, low moans followed by desperate thrusts as he feels you out, chasing the high you’d felt only moments ago for his own. Your moans are pushing him deeper and deeper below the surface. Cries of overstimulation and whiny “I can’t take more’’ inching him closer to the edge until eventually he completely spills into you. He doesn’t stop moving, not right away—he keeps grinding into you, burying it deeper, fucking it up into you like he was leaving an impression, like anyone that came after him would feel it and know that he had you first. Your walls twitch around him, fluttering from the aftershocks, your breath shallow as he leaves soft kisses against your bare now sweatcovered skin. He wanted you to feel safe, like you weren’t just someone to fuck and pass on, you were safe with him safe in hs arms to unravel and show the deepest parts of yourself that you’d always suppressed with Jake.

The ambience of the silent room and ragged breaths eventually pulled you to sleep. He took the opportunity to wipe you clean and dress you in his shirt. Despite the fact that he could look at you like that all night long, your body was meant to be cared for just as much as it was meant to be worshiped. While you slept he himself slipped into the shower, washing away the sweat and sin of everything the two of you had done yet it would always be engraved in his mind, in him. He steps out from the bathroom towel wrapped around his waist and hair damp to hear the chime of his phone on the farthest end of the bed.

When he checks it the phone lights up with two texts from Jay.

“Yo are you okay?” “You disappeared last night.’’

Disregarding them for the time being he places the phone back in its rightful place on the nightstand and peers over at you who was fast asleep in his bed. Unlike Jake you were his secret to keep, he wasn’t going to run and tell the first person he came across that he had you in ways no one else had. Even if that person had been his best friend since high school, no one deserved to know. For the time being he wanted to savor the moment and keep it to himself.

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CHAPTER 8 | art deco

You weren’t exactly sure what to make of today, it wasn’t a date nor was it a hangout amongst friends so what exactly would you call it? The gathering of two strangers seeking comfort and inspiration in a passion they both shared, art. Originally when you’d gone home after your interaction with him you weren’t even sure what compelled you to say yes? Was it simply because you were desperately seeking some sort of muse or influence or were there other feelings at play?

All you knew was that unlike past interactions— with others that took you for granted, you enjoy his company. His presence was like a breath of fresh air, not saying that your friends you’d known since forever weren’t your calm or safe place he was just different. As scary as it was you never had to explain yourself with him, because he saw right through you he could read you like a book as if you’d been a chapter in his story for longer than you'd even known.

You sat deep in thought, hoodie pulled over your head and fingers fiddling with the plushie chained to your bag. Your thoughts drift to any topic but the most important one of all, your art. You were finding it hard to wrap your brain around it, why he’d been so attentive and caring even after your rejection. There was hesitance and suspicion there bubbling in the darkest crypt of your mind just waiting to flee at the first sign of deception. Maybe this was all just to get closer to you? Some sort of ploy to get to know the most vulnerable parts of you and test them to his advantage.

You were swimming with doubts, then he pulled up stepping from the car with his sly smile eyebrows arched out of pure amusement as he spotted you sitting on your patio completely spaced out. It was like when you looked at him you couldn't bring yourself to believe that he winds up lying to you or tricking you. Perhaps that was a bad habit of yours, always trusting the good you saw in people but with Niki it felt genuine.

“So you decided to wear it after all? The Niki effect is in motion.”

You immediately scoff, a half smile curling up into your lips. “The Niki effect?”

“Already dressing like me, next you’ll be stealing clothes and playing nonchalant.” He continues, making his way down the sidewalk and leaning against the patio fence.

“Right cause I just aspire to be you.” You respond sarcastically, rolling your eyes as you push yourself to your feet. “Don’t get too excited, other than the jacket I changed everything else before you got here.”

“You’re working hard to deny your Niki clone allegations.”

“You know I know we just met and all but you’re so annoying.” You retort, unable to hide the smile on your face.

“And yet you still said yes to me.” He gives a cheeky smile off his own as the two make their way back down the sidewalk to his car.

“Not too late to change my mind.”

“But you wouldn’t do it because your art is far too important.” And he was entirely right, it was too late to turn him down because you’d already been anticipating it, he’d already had you entangled in his webs.

The entire ride to your unknown destination had been silent, yet you somehow found comfort init. In any other situation like this you’d be scrambling to find things to say, something that’d make the atmosphere less tense…less awkward. For some reason you never felt that with Niki, and maybe that was because there was nothing to hide, nothing to make up for when he could read you like a book no matter what you told him to convince him otherwise.

You’d got so lost in your thoughts that you hadn’t even realized the two of you eventually arrived in the city, your first stop of the day. Finding the first open parking meter on the street Niki was hesitant in taking it, leaving them parked at the most random and somewhat shady looking part of town.

“Okay did you actually take me here to murder me?’’ you blurt, giving him a subtle side eye as you watched him step from the car.

“Yeah because it’s such a genius move to take you into a bustling city to kill you in broad daylight.’’ he claps back, making you scrunch up your nose at his smart remark as you yourself finally get out of the car.

“Can you blame me for being paranoid when this looks like a murder scene waiting to happen.’’

“Or maybe you're just too used to your life of pampering and perfection. Everywhere in the world can't be perfect, just like art isn't always perfect.’’ without another word he slips his hands into his pockets and shoves two dollars worth of quarters into the parking meter before turning to face you.“Come on.’’

you weren't really sure what to say to him as he led you along the semi empty sidewalks. If you were being honest he was almost a little too on the nose with his comment earlier. Your entire life you’d been a perfectionist and you strived for nothing less, perhaps that was because ever since you’d taken an interest in the arts your grandma had always loomed over your shoulder. Your parents had never been hard on you, all they wanted was for their children to live their lives happily and freely with everything they were able to provide them with. Your grandmother on the other hand, you always loomed in her shadow, every art show she attended, every contest, every parent day she was the star of the show. So you always strived for perfection, because if everything was perfect and you’d managed to do it all on your own then you were no longer just the granddaughter of a famous artist, no longer a daughter of nepotism.

“This is our first stop.’’ Niki says, pulling you back from your thoughts and back to present time.

“An old, creepy alley? Yeah you’re definitely planning to murder me.’’ rolling his eyes Niki shakes his head and takes the lead forcing you to follow behind him.

“I thought you were supposed to be helping me, how exactly is a creepy alley going to inspire…’’ your voice trailed off the moment he hauled right in front of you, making you crash into his back.

“S-sorry.’’ you apologize, looking everywhere ut at the man who's back you quite literally just rammed into

“It's fine, but you need to relax..you're too occupied with your nervous rambling to see what's right in front of you.’’ his hands wrap around both your arms forcing you to turn around, and you feel goosebumps align every inch of skin that meets his fingertips. “look.’’

You didn’t know if he’d purposely done it to shut you up, or if he truly hadn’t realized the way you changed when in his presence, but it was a sure way to get you quiet and staring into the direction he so nonchalantly placed you towards.

When you finally get over the fire set by his touch your gaze shifts to the large mural painted over the red brick wall. A swirl of blues, yellows, and whites all painting together in what you assumed was a rush by the strokes alone. You took it in observing the piece as if it was your first. It was a little messy, not perfect of course but that was its charm. A simple mural of two figures in the shape of a star reaching for a lightbulb at the bottom had no name or artist behind the work, which meant it left the onlooker to make up their own story.

“I’m not here to murder you, nor will anyone else. Not with me here.’’ you didn’t know why but those words made you feel a flutter in your chest.

“You need to start with the basics, the roots. Everyone starts somewhere and not all art can be perfect. Some art is messy, some may not even make sense to you but it could mean so much to someone else. You don’t need to go to a museum to find beauty in something you see everywhere.’’ He stood watching as you observed every inch of the artwork as if saving pictures of every intricate detail within the forests of your mind.

That was only the beginning of your very unorthodox art lessons from him. He’d show you everything from street art and graffiti to finding the beauty in everyday things even if they were the simplest of things like a broken lamppost or a windowshow full of flowers. It was like opening a gate to an entire new door that you’d never thought to enter. A flickering in that galaxy of your mind that he always seemed to intrude when you feel yourself drifting aimlessly.

When the night was finally winding down and the two of you had grown tired of walking, Niki had taken it upon himself to take you to one last stop before it got too late. Mystic cove, that was the far side of the rundown red bridge that led out of town, it was mostly surrounded by rocks and trees but Niki had come there enough times to know where tos and where not to go. It was his place, his own galaxy that he sometimes drifted off too when he just needed to be alone with his thoughts. He’d never taken anyone there, not the guys or anyone else for the matter. Yet here he was leaning against the driver's side door watching as you peered out at the city and the ocean view with stars in your eyes. He couldn’t help but wonder what went on in your head when you looked like that sometimes. Any other time you were quite easy to read but everytime your eyes sparkled like they were now they held wonder and curiosity within them. Like you were staring at the world with open eyes, with a new view then all the ways you’d previously seen it.

“I feel like I've just been kind of living life without actually paying attention most days, I've just been wrapped up in everyone elses what ifs for the longest time.’ You finally spoke, breaking the silence and ambience of the city. Niki steps at her side as if egging her on, reassuring her that he had been listening.

“I’ve been so lost in trying to make up for being in my grandmas shadow, so busy trying to prove to people that i could get by on my own talent that i dont..i dont even know what inspires me anymore.’’ you let out a dreadful sight, eyes still peeking out at the city watching how the sun began to fall just below all of the buildings.

“When did you first fall in love with art..?’’ Niki asks, his gaze not on the setting sun, but you who stood looking just as lost and confused as you did the first day he found you stressing over your work.

“What..?’’

“When did you first realize that art was something you loved, something you wanted to pursue?’’ it took you a moment to think, so many years had passed since you’d started painting that it was almost a blur in the back of your mind.

“I was four, my grandma had this big party for the opening of her first art museum.’’ you smile suddenly recalling the very old memory.

“Me and Jongseob weren’t even supposed to be out on the floor, but we snuck out anyway. My parents caught him almost immediately but I had already been too far out of their line of sight. I was in awe. Everyone came all dressed up just to view my aunt's works and to me it was so exciting being surrounded by so many people having them share a love for the same things she did. Right before my parents caught me there was a work of hers that I would try time and time to recreate after i’d seen it.’’ you finally let out a breathy laugh, nostalgia hitting you in waves that made the memories almost painful to think about.

“I can't describe it but the way it made me feel was like I could escape my reality with just crayons and a piece of paper. When people write they’re able to created worlds but when you draw them..when you paint it brings all of your thoughts to life.’’

“What was the painting?’’

“A woman swimming in an empty cove, the water was crystal clear..a bright blue at the surface, but at the bottom it was dark and empty as if it was up to the observer's imagination to wonder what lies beneath. I remember it because it wasn’t like the others. It wasn't just strokes of color on a canvas but it was the only scenic art she’d ever made. She hated that piece and yet she still displayed it proudly because it was her first.’’ Niki started as she poured out her heart and spilled the deepest parts of her as if she were the setting sun itself. It was like he was watching her spark return as she recalled the memory of her first run in with art.

“It's funny, that art work in the alley today, I haven't felt like that since that day. It’s been so long since i’ve seen something that made me wonder or come up with my own story rather than having it blatantly drawn on a canvas.’’

“And…? What is it, your story?’’

“Even the stars have something their reaching for.’’ as you turn to look at him your eyes lock together and you allow yourself to stay that way. He stood looking at you wondering how someone could wear her heart on her sleeve yet have layers deeper than even you could see in yourself. You stood wondering how someone you’d barely known a month could make you feel so comfortable and at ease..the same way you felt when it was just you and a paintbrush.

Then the moment was interrupted, your silence broken by the ambience of a ringing phone on his front seat. As you go to swipe your phone you turn it on to see 25 missed called and a groupchat full of unread texts

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[yeonmuse]

Thank you loveee I’m glad you enjoyed it!!

rating my ex boyfriends smau

INTERLUDE OT7 x !r ( ≧ᗜ≦) crack, tweets ──────✿ ❕ profanity, language, reader is a little unhinged nainai’s regular library nainais texts library

THEIR RESPONSES

HEESEUNG | JAY | JAKE | SUNGHOON | SUNOO | JUNGWON | NIKI

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[yeonmuse]

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FALLING IN LOVE

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➴ because I love every single one of you ‼️

[yeonmuse]

NOBODY MOVE. STAY WHERE YOU ARE THIS IS NOT A DRILL

IN THE FAST LANE ENHYPEN HYUNG LINE

.ᐟ rain's mic is on ⋆ ͘ . I'm back again with ANOTHER hung line series! this time; street racers (: I'm super excited to write these as I'm currently working on the last and final crossing the line fic, I felt I loved that series so much I wanted to start another! as always, this is kinda? interconnecting stories and all of them will contain smut and heavy violence so mdni! I hope you guys love these!! The dates of when these will be released is TBD but the first one; Heeseung's should be out by the end of the month hopefully, If not beginning of July for sure! Comment here or send an ask if you'd like to be on the taglist!

CLUTCHPLAY l.hs

೨౿ ⠀  ׅ ⠀   ̇ 20k ⸝⸝ . ‌ ׅ ⸺ word count.

pairings 𝜗𝜚 street racer .ᐟ heeseung ៹ best friend's .ᐟ little sister reader ᧁ ; smut ˒ angst ˒ brother's best friend

warnings ⊹₊ ⋆ smut violence drug and alcohol use fighting illegal street racing + more I will add.

synopsis ୨୧ You had one rule: stay away from Heeseung. He was no good, a trouble maker with a temper. You didn't like those kind of guys anyway. The arrogant, cocky...handsome - no. no. you definitely didn't like those kind of guys.

LIKE A PRAYER p.js

೨౿ ⠀  ׅ ⠀   ̇ 20k ⸝⸝ . ‌ ׅ ⸺ word count.

pairings 𝜗𝜚 street racer .ᐟ jay ៹ best friend .ᐟ reader ᧁ ; smut ˒ angst ˒ childhood friends to lovers

warnings ⊹₊ ⋆ smut violence drug and alcohol use fighting illegal street racing + more I will add.

synopsis ୨୧ Jay was your best friend. You grew up together, lived next door to each other for years, you told each other everything. Well, except for the fact that you were in love with him. He was acting strange, leaving in the middle of the night, rolling in money and driving a brand new car every few months. So you follow him one night, and did not expect to find what you did. You didn't know Jay, not like you thought.

GETAWAY CAR s.jy

೨౿ ⠀  ׅ ⠀   ̇ 20k ⸝⸝ . ‌ ׅ ⸺ word count.

pairings 𝜗𝜚 street racer .ᐟ jake ៹ mayor's daughter .ᐟ reader ᧁ ; smut ˒ angst ˒ forbidden romance

warnings ⊹₊ ⋆ smut violence drug and alcohol use fighting illegal street racing + more I will add.

synopsis ୨୧ This was all fun, just a way to piss your father off. Pretending to date a bad boy street racer, surely that would get your father to notice you. You didn't expect to fall in love with him, you didn't even expect to like him.

ONLY THE STARS KNEW p.sh

೨౿ ⠀  ׅ ⠀   ̇ 20k ⸝⸝ . ‌ ׅ ⸺ word count.

pairings 𝜗𝜚 street racer .ᐟ sunghoon ៹ rival enemies sister .ᐟ reader ᧁ ; smut ˒ angst ˒ forbidden romance ˒ Romeo and Juliet AU

warnings ⊹₊ ⋆ smut violence drug and alcohol use fighting illegal street racing + more I will add.

synopsis ୨୧ You've been warned time and time again. There was nothing good about that no good Park Sunghoon. He lies, he steals, he cheats his way to the top. So what you've been told. So why does your heart skip a beat every time he's in the room. Why is he sweet, and caring and why do you like him? Even when you shouldn't. Even when it's wrong.

(♬) - @beomiracles @biteyoubiteme @hyukascampfire @dawngyu @izzyy-stuff @1-800-jewon @xylatox

[yeonmuse]

BOAF ❞ bikers!jakehoon 𓈒

SYNOPSIS ੭୧ while sunghoon falls in love for his little sister’s kindergarten teacher, jake is header over heels for his neighbor he sees every morning. it doesn’t take that long for them to understand that it’s the same girl, though.

in which ◜ᴗ⁠◝⁠ two bikers fight over you.

⭐️ bikers au fluff angst romcom love triangle two endings

warnings. cursing kms / kys jokes suggestive jokes

taglist. closed

ⓘ even if you are in my permanent taglist, ask again.

001. FINEST FUCKING SHYT

002. ass cheeks sweaty asf

003. mpreg or something

004. i wanna see u twerk

005. blow me ❤️

THE END. jake ver. sunghoon ver. secret ver.

jiah says ♡ hi everyone >< this is something i have been think about for a while and i’m excited to share it with you all ! i hope you’ll like it 💌

[yeonmuse]

Collecting all these new writers like pokemon omg so many good fics coming out rn