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★ ˚ . + one. two. ten. #H.RJ 🌌

pairing ﹒ huang renjun + gender neutral!reader genre ﹒angst warnings ﹒ big character death , sensitive topics touched on

✦ a/n this made me want to scream, cry and slam my head into a wall while writing this. hope this pulls at your heart strings the way it did mine </3.

⫘ 11:4Opm ︿ 🎧

one. two. three. you repeatedly counted to ten, pacing back and forth in the hallway of the hospital. your heart was racing, your mascara stained your cheeks. it felt cold, you felt cold. the anticipation of knowing if renjun was okay was eating you up inside. the muffled monitor beeping in the distance was overwhelming you, every time it slowed down you panicked, fear filling your body.

four. five. six. it was getting later, the doctors consistently updated you, hoping to give you some sort of relief when they told you he was holding up well. just two hours ago you and renjun were bidding farewell. he had a family trip back to china for the next week, you never expected anything bad to happen in such a short amount of time. not even 15 minutes after he left your home, the call came in. the call you dreaded the most, the call you wish would never happen. “hello? y/n l/n? this is — hospital.” the words ringed in your ears. the conversation felt heavy, you were holding your breath the entire time. “huang renjun has requested we called you. he was in a serious accident,,,” the more information you got, the more worried you got. who would hurt him like this? what has he ever done to anyone?

seven. eight. nine. all the time sitting in the hallway away from your boyfriend, felt like true punishment. you wish you could see him, at least touch his skin to know he’s still with you. you grew sleepier, now getting impatient and restless. time passes, what feels like days the doctor comes to you. “he’s not awake yet, but if you’d like to see him you may.” you instantly accept, not caring if he wasn’t awake. you just wanted to see him. the doctor opened the door for you, when you walked in he gave you instructions on what to do if anything went wrong and left the two of you alone.

ten. the sight of renjun made your heart ache, your whole world felt like it was coming to an end. his head perched up on mountains of pillows, iv’s and blood piping into his body. the breathing tube he needed to get oxygen through his system, the bandages wrapped around his wounds. you couldn’t hold in the tears, the drops that fell felt like a waterfall on your face. slowly making your way over to his side, your body was shaking. you can’t process this, seeing the love of your life lay coldly on a hospital bed hooked up to all these wires. you softly laid your hand on his, his skin was cold. your muffled sobs filled the room, “god, please. don’t take my boy.” you begged over and over again.

one. two. three. four. five.

you didn’t even realize you had fallen asleep next to him until you hear rapid beeping coming from his monitor. quickly awakening you notice his body shaking, his skin turning more and more pale. you tense up, running towards the door, spam pressing the alert button for the nurses. “fuck! hurry up!” you cursed, continuing to hit the button. the door swings open, doctors and nurses running in to reach renjun. “what’s happening?!” cries and screams escape your mouth, “why is he shaking?!” one of the nurses quickly hold you by your arm backing you away from his side. “no! let go, i need to be here with him!” you resist, begging them to let you stay with him. “one- one two-” you don’t realize you’re counting aloud, trying to calm yourself down. “renjun please! just count!” you were still fighting the nurses grip on you, trying so hard to be with him. you and renjun had always used counting in your relationship to calm each other down.

six. seven. eight. nine.

the monitor wasn’t slowing down, doctors rushing to mend him and arguing on what to do, the nurses grip on you tightening as she held you by the door. “please, please. don’t go, renjun you’re so strong. please, don’t take him away from me!” your sobs echoed in the room, chanting pleads at the sky, wishing that whatever was above would save your boy from this nightmare he was living. you couldn’t even imagine the pain he was in, you needed him to be okay. everything goes silent. the monitor slows down, “is he okay?!” you escape the nurses grasp running back to his side. before you could speak again, the monitor blanks. the loud, never ending noise that plays in any hospital show when a character dies. your heart drops, you frantically look around at all the doctors. “what the fuck is happening?!”

ten.

one of the doctors places his hand on your shoulder, rubbing it softly. “we did everything we could, i’m-” the sentence couldn’t be finished. you instantly broke down, knees collapsing under you. screams and sobs took over, all you could hear was yourself crying. you grabbed onto his hand, still cold. you squeezed it tightly in your hand, “renjun please, baby. don’t leave me..f..fuck.” you held it close to you, kneeling next to his lifeless body. you pleaded for this to be a fucked dream and you’d be awake soon with renjun alive and next to you. the doctors allowed you to say your last goodbyes before pulling you from the room. you stood outside of his hospital room. numbness and loneliness filled your body. you’ve just lost the only man you’ve ever loved, the only man who could ever make you feel important.

foot steps approach you, you looked up tears welling in your eyes. “yn..” the man stood in front of you. you shook your head, breaking down into his arms. “jeno..” your cries muffled into his chest. he rubbed your back, shushing you to calm you down. “count to ten for me, take it one number at a time.” jeno said to you quietly.

“one,

two,

ten.” jeno finished for you,

you looked up at him, eyes puffy from the way you’ve been crying. “you didn’t let me finish.” he smiled at you, “ten was his favorite number.”

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⌦ PRETTY BOY ✿﹐ #P.JS 🎀

pairing ﹒park jisung x fem read genre ﹒fluff , established relationship , cutesy things warnings ﹒jisung’s a tad insecure

⊹ when jisung gets sad over his acne and you catch him trying to figure out your skincare products.

✶ 1O:2Opm ▹﹒🎧

you enter the dorm you and your boyfriend shared. you’ve just gotten done with your exams, feeling tired and in need of your boyfriends presence you called out for him, “ji baby, where are you?” he would usually be sitting in the living room waiting for you by this time, or maybe sleeping since it was late. while looking around you hear a loud thud from the bathroom and what sounds like a squeal. you quickly make your way over to jisung’s bathroom. you try to open the door but to your surprise it’s locked.

“jisung? are you in here?” you knocked lightly on the door, you hear rustling come from inside before he responds quietly, “yeah i am..” you frown slightly wondering why he’s locking himself up in the bathroom. “why’s the door locked? can you open up, pleasee?” still holding onto the door knob. “uh,,,no! no. not yet! let me finish..” you raise an eyebrow in confusion. you could basically hear the sad look on his face. “jisung baby, let me in please.” you plead once more. it takes a few more pleases for you to hear the door unlock from the inside.

you open up the door slowly to reveal your tall boyfriend sitting on the toilet with your moisturizer pads sitting on his face. your serums, toners and lotions sitting on the counter. you look back at him, your face softening once you see why he wanted you out. “don’t laugh.” he pouts, his face flushed a soft pink. you can’t help but smile at him as you crouch in front of him.

“it’s not funny!” the whines leaving his mouth were making you feel even more giggly. “ji baby, i’m not making fun of you.” you grin, placing your hands on his knees. “wanna tell me what you’re doing with my skincare?” he looks away from you, head tilted down. “not really, it’s embarrassing…” you get up and go to check the products he was using. you chuckle to yourself when you see the mixture of different skincare products. “jisung, you know if you wanted to play with my stuff you could’ve just asked.”

he quickly shakes his head, “i’m not, playing with your stuff i’m just..experimenting.” he deeply sighs taking off the pads from his face and rubbing the moisture off his skin with the back of his hand. “i just thought that if i could find something that would get rid of my acne…i would be prettier for you.” your eyes widen, lips forming into a frown. “baby what do you mean, prettier for me?..” your heart hurts for him, you truly hoped he didn’t think you found him unattractive because of his acne.

you grab his hands as you hover over his seated body, “jijj, you’re soso pretty to me.” you reassure him rubbing small circles on his hand. “your acne doesn’t make me think that you’re less pretty than i always have.” you lift one hand to his cheek, rubbing his skin softly. “your skin is perfect, imperfections and all. i’ll always think you’re pretty.”

jisung’s eyes light up hearing your words, his mood changes instantly from one of sadness to happiness. “you mean it?..you’re not teasing me right?” he asks, grabbing your hand in his big cold hands, pressing it against his cheek more. “i mean it ji, i’d never lie to you about something like this.” you smile, “now get up, i’ll do your skincare if you’d like…but with the proper products.” you remark teasingly. he rolls his eyes in response but widely smiles afterwords getting up and holding your hands. you gather your skincare products that you think would fit his skin. while doing so you hear him mumble something under his breath,

“yn..”

“huh? what is it ji?”

“you think i’m pretty?”

your words had finally came to sense in his mind, the smile plastered across his face was something you wish you saw more on him.

“yes jisung, i think you are so pretty.

my pretty boy.”

written by @zchl on tumblr! give credits if reposting to other platforms. :)

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