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sweethoneyjays · 7 days ago

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favorite kiss spots ᯓ★

❀ ◦ paring ◦ enha x reader

❀ ◦ genre ◦ fluff, crack, a little suggestive

❀ ◦ warnings ◦ a lot of kissing !

❀ ◦ word count ◦ 2600+

❀ ◦ note ◦ thank you @lovegreenie for being my beta reader <3 worked long and hard for this XD. sorry it took a bit, i had to make a new story for jungwon !

❀ ◦ taglist ◦ @kristynaaah @coldspringlf @nari-roll

heeseung ── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ shoulder & nape

You sat at your desk, fingers tapping away on your laptop as the sound of rain pattered softly against the window. The cozy atmosphere wrapped around you like a blanket, keeping the vibe calm and comforting.

The bathroom door creaked open, and you heard Heeseung step out of the shower. His damp hair clung to his forehead, and his cheeks were slightly rosy from the heat.

You kept working as he walked up to you, towel in hand, drying his hair.

Without a word, he bent down and pulled you into a tight embrace, his arms wrapping around you as his head rested on your shoulder.

“What cha workin’ on?” he asked, his voice soft and curious.

“Just some work,” you replied, glancing at him with a smile.

“The deadline is in a few days, and I kinda wanna finish this early.” Your cheeks warmed as you noticed how cute your clingy boyfriend was being.

Heeseung leaned closer, his nose brushing against your shoulder as he caught a whiff of your new body wash.

“You smell so good,” he murmured, his voice tinged with admiration.

“Why, thank you,” you giggled, trying to focus on your screen.

But then you felt it.

A soft peck on your shoulder.

Then another. And another.

His kisses kept coming, each one gentle and warm, distracting you completely.

“Hee, I’m trying to work,” you whined, though the smile tugging at your lips betrayed how much you secretly enjoyed the attention.

“But I miss you so much,” he mumbled into your shoulder, his voice filled with affection.

You sighed, turning slightly to look at him.

“Hee, come on. Let me finish, and then we can cuddle and kiss all night,” you bargained, hoping to get him to relent.

“Okayyy,” Heeseung sighed dramatically, pulling away.

But before he left, he gently moved your hair off your neck and leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to your nape. The warmth of his lips sent shivers down your spine, leaving you completely flustered.

“Good luck with work, baby,” he chuckled, his tone playful as he walked away, knowing full well your brain had short-circuited after that.

jay ── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ temple

Jay was peacefully strumming his guitar in the living room, completely in the zone as he played around with different chords. The soft melody filled the air, creating a tranquil atmosphere.

You entered the room, balancing two cups of tea in your hands.

“Jay, I made us tea” you said with a smile as you walked toward him. You plopped down in the empty space beside him, setting the tea on the coffee table.

“Thank you, honey” he replied softly, his voice gentle as he continued to play, his fingers gliding effortlessly over the strings.

You took a sip of your tea, savoring the warmth as you leaned back, enjoying the peacefulness of the moment. The room was quiet except for the soft, soothing sounds of Jay’s guitar.

Setting your tea down, you shifted closer, resting your head against his shoulder, letting his little tunes wash over you.

As you listened, your gaze drifted upward, landing on Jay’s face. His brows furrowed slightly in concentration, his lips pressed together in focus. He looked so handsome, so very effortlessly handsome, that you couldn’t help but stare.

Jay felt your eyes on him and glanced down, a playful chuckle escaping his lips.

“Do I look handsome?” he teased, his tone light and cheeky.

Usually, you’d fire back with a teasing remark or playful banter, but today felt different. The warmth of the moment made you feel soft, vulnerable.

“Yeah” you replied quietly, your voice barely above a whisper.

Jay froze for a moment, caught off guard by your genuineness. A small blush crept onto his cheeks as he looked at you, his composure faltering. Regaining himself, he smiled softly.

“Thank you, hun” he murmured, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to your temple.

You smiled back, your heart swelling as he returned to his guitar. But the longer you stared at him, the more flustered he became.

His fingers stuttered slightly on the strings, and he let out a soft laugh.

“Ah- why are you so cute?” he chuckled, setting the guitar down beside him.

Jay turned to you, his hands cupping your cheeks as he leaned in. He began peppering your temple with feathery kisses, each one accompanied by a word of affirmation.

“You.” Kiss. “Are.” Kiss. “So.” Kiss. “Cute.” Kiss.

You giggled, leaning back slightly as his gentle kisses tickled your skin. Your laughter filled the room, blending with the warmth of his affection.

Jay pulled away just enough to look at you, his thumb softly caressing your cheek.

“I love you so much, my adorable darling” he said, his voice filled with sincerity and love.

He leaned in one last time, placing a soft peck on your temple before pulling you into a warm embrace.

jake ── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ jawline & lips

You had just returned home from running errands, the sound of the door closing catching Jake’s attention as he lounged on the couch. His head turned toward you, his face lighting up instantly.

“Baby! You’re home” he said with a wide smile, quickly making his way over to you as you set down the groceries.

“Hello, jakey~” you replied, smiling softly.

He wrapped his arms around you from behind, pulling you into a gentle back hug as you continued unpacking.

“You come home and don’t even give your magnificent boyfriend a kiss?” he pouted, his voice playfully dramatic.

You chuckled, pausing your task to turn and face him. Leaning in, you placed a soft kiss on his lips before turning back to the groceries. “There, happy now?” you teased.

But Jake wasn’t satisfied.

“Heyyyy” he whined, his pout deepening as he stared at you, clearly wanting more.

When you didn’t pay him any attention, Jake decided to take matters into his own hands.

He gently grabbed your face, turning you toward him once more, and leaned in to place another kiss on your lips, this time lingering a little longer.

Your body softened in defeat, melting into his touch as you kissed him back. Jake pulled away with a smirk, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

“I knew you couldn’t resist me” he giggled.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. God forbid I love my boyfriend” you joked, rolling your eyes as you turned back to the groceries once again.

Jake sighed dramatically, wrapping his arms around you once more.

This time, he decided to let you be… or so you thought.

As you sorted through the canned goods, you suddenly felt a soft peck on your jaw, the ticklish sensation sending shivers down your spine.

“Jaeyun.” you said, trying to sound stern, but your voice betrayed you as you folded under his affection.

“What? God forbid I kiss my lover” Jake teased, mimicking your earlier words with a cheeky grin as he continued his sneaky little jaw kisses.

You sighed in defeat, turning to face him once more. Jake’s smile grew as he leaned in, pressing another soft kiss on your lips.

“Knew you couldn’t say no to me” he giggled, stealing yet another kiss.

sunghoon ── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ hands

The day was cold, the kind that nipped at your skin and made every breath feel crisp.

You and Sunghoon strolled quietly through the park, the environment silent apart from the rustle of leaves and the crunch of gravel beneath your feet. Neither of you felt the need to talk, you were content with just each other’s presence.

You finished your hot drink, the warmth slipping away as you tossed the empty cup into a nearby trash can.

As you continued walking, you rubbed your hands together for warmth, realizing too late that your jacket didn’t have pockets.

Sunghoon caught sight of your struggling hands and tilted his head, his voice breaking the silence softly. “Cold?”

You nodded, offering him a sheepish smile. Without hesitation, he reached out and gently took your hand, slipping it into his jacket pocket. His hand wrapped around yours, radiating a comforting heat.

“Aish, my hands are always available for you” he chuckled softly, his words carrying a teasing warmth that made you smile.

You tilted your head and raised your other hand, pouting playfully.

“What about this one?”

Sunghoon paused, glancing at your freezing fingers before his lips curled into a small smile. He reached out, taking your other hand gently, and placed a soft peck on it.

The blush that crept onto your cheeks came crashing down fast. You ducked your head slightly, feeling the warmth of his lips linger as the cold seemed to fade momentarily.

“Wow, your hands are really cold” he giggled, his voice light but affectionate.

He pulled both of your hands closer and pressed another kiss to your knuckles, the gesture so tender it made your heart flutter.

“We should go home before your fingers freeze off, love” he murmured, reaching into his pocket to hand you an extra hand warmer. But he didn’t let go of your other hand, keeping it snug in his jacket pocket alongside his own.

“Let’s go!” Sunghoon said with a smile, leading the way home as you followed beside him, warmth spreading through you, not just from his pocket, but from the soft kisses he’d placed on your knuckles, each one lingering like a promise of his affection.

sunoo ── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ cheeks

You had just ordered some takeout and were happily munching away while waiting for Sunoo to finish his skincare routine. The room was quiet except for the occasional sound of your phone as you scrolled through videos, the aroma of your food filling the air.

The bathroom door creaked open, and Sunoo entered the room, his skin glowing and his hair perfectly in place.

“Sun, you’re finally done! Come eat” you said, perking up at the sight of him. Your cheeks were puffed out with food, making you look like an adorable chipmunk.

Sunoo paused mid-step, his lips curling into a sweet smile.

“Ehehe, you look so cute” he giggled as he sat down beside you, grabbing a pair of chopsticks.

You tilted your head at him, confused by his sudden comment. “Wha?” you mumbled, still chewing.

Sunoo took another glance at you, his eyes sparkling with affection. “Your cheeks are so, so, so cute” he squealed, unable to contain himself.

He reached out, gently holding your cheeks before giving them a playful squish.

“Why are you so adorable?” he giggled, leaning in to peck your cheek.

You blinked at him, still chewing your food, your expression blank but amused.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Sunoo scoffed, grabbing some food for himself.

“You’re weird” you chuckled, finally swallowing your bite.

Sunoo smiled, clearly unbothered by your teasing. He picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks and held it out to you. “Aah~” he said, his tone playful.

You leaned in, ready to take the bite, but just as you were about to, Sunoo pulled the chopsticks away and leaned in to peck your cheek again.

“What the- what’s wrong with you tonight, Sun?” you giggled, looking at him with playful eyes.

“You’re just so cute~ here, here” he said, finally offering you the food. This time, he let you take it, watching with a satisfied smile as you happily ate his offering.

Before turning back to his own meal, Sunoo leaned in one last time, pressing another quick peck to your cheek. His laughter filled the room as he finally started eating, the warmth of the moment lingering between you.

jungwon ── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ face

With deadlines looming, it was nothing short of a miracle that you’d managed to get through all your crammed work.

It was late at night, and while Jungwon was already in bed scrolling through his phone, you were still on the other side of the room, typing away and working your night away.

And then it happened, you finished your final requirement.

“Finally!” you exclaimed, stretching in your seat.

Jungwon looked up from his phone, a wide smile spreading across his face as excitement bubbled in his chest. He’d been trying his best not to bother you while you worked, but now that you were free, he couldn’t wait to have you all to himself.

“Finally?!” he jumped up from his spot on the bed and ran over to you.

Without warning, he pulled you into a tight embrace and pressed a small, sweet kiss to your nose.

“You’re finally free! I’ve been waiting for you to finish since forever” Jungwon giggled, dragging you to the bed as you laughed along with him.

Your body flopped onto the mattress, the soft embrace of the bed easing all the stress from your deadlines.

Jungwon followed with a cheeky grin, climbing on top of you as his fingers gently cupped your cheeks. He leaned in, peppering your face with a flurry of kisses.

“Finally have you all to myself” he giggled again, his joy bubbling over as he flopped down on top of you like a content cat, his weight pressing into your figure.

“Aaah, won! I can’t breathe” you wheezed, laughing as you tried to push him off. He looked up at you with his adorable big, round eyes, playfully refusing to budge.

“You’re never leaving my side again” he teased before finally getting off you.

Jungwon settled beside you properly this time, pulling you close so your faces were just inches apart. His gaze softened as he took in the tiredness etched on your face.

“Ahh, you really need to catch up on sleep. Your eye bags are so big” he teased with a laugh, leaning in to plant a gentle kiss under your eyes.

A small smile crept onto your face as you sank further into his warm embrace. Before you could drift off, Jungwon kissed your face once more, showering you with affection.

He rested his forehead against yours, his voice soft and full of love.

“Goodnight, baby~” he whispered, his hand tenderly caressing your cheek as you both let the peaceful night take over.

ni-ki ── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ forehead & head

We all know ni-ki is a tall, tall man. No matter your height, he’d most likely tower over you effortlessly.

You were minding your own business on the couch, scrolling through your phone, the warm afternoon light spilling into the room and giving everything a soft, golden glow.

Ni-ki sat beside you, trying his best to keep himself occupied with his own phone, but it just wasn’t working.

He glanced over at you, his lips forming a pout as he watched you giggle softly at something on your screen.

“What are you doing?” he asked, his voice carrying a hint of curiosity- and maybe a little jealousy.

“Just scrolling through some reels” you replied casually, your attention still on your phone as another giggle escaped you.

Ni-ki’s face scrunched in frustration. He wanted your attention, and he wanted it now. Without warning, he stood up and snatched your phone away, holding it high above his head.

“Wha- riki, I was watching!” you protested, quickly standing up to try and grab your phone back.

Ni-ki’s teasing grin spread across his face as he raised your phone even higher, well out of your reach.

“Can’t reach?” he teased, clearly enjoying your futile attempts to reclaim your device.

You stretched up again, determined to grab your phone, but ni-ki saw his chance. Leaning down, he wrapped his arms around you, trapping you in a tight bear hug.

Before you could protest further, he pressed a quick kiss to your temple, his grin softening into something more affectionate.

“You’re my cute girl, you know that, right?” he whispered into your ear, his voice low and warm.

Your cheeks flushed as he pecked your forehead, his arms still holding you close.

#enhypen scenarios #enhypen imagines #enha x reader #enhypen x reader #enhypen fanfic #enhypen #enhypen hyung line #enhypen maknae line #enhypen fluff #enhypen soft #enha fluff #enhypen crack #enhypen funny #enha crack

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sweethoneyjays · 7 days ago

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happy birthday to my favorite rockstar 🫶🎸⭐️

#i love him #jay enhypen #jay enha #park jongseong #jay park #happy birthday #enhypen

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sweethoneyjays · 9 days ago

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puppy love ── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ yjw

❀ ◦ genre ◦ fluff, crack

❀ ◦ synopsis ◦ jungwon and maeumi compete for the ultimate prize (your attention) in a battle of kisses, tickles, and dramatic declarations of love.

❀ ◦ warnings ◦ none

❀ ◦ word count ◦ 427

❀ ◦ note ◦ hello :D!! super short lil one shot<3 this was supposed to be a part of a full reaction with the other members but this story just stood out more (i love crack giggly jungwon so much). the full reaction fic will be posted soon >:) !! thank you @lovegreenie for being my beta reader <3

❀ ◦ taglist ◦ @kristynaaah @coldspringlf @nari-roll

You were sitting on the floor of the living room, completely absorbed in playing with Jungwon’s adorable little dog, Maeumi. His tiny growls and playful nibbles sent waves of cuteness aggression through you, making it impossible not to squeal.

Maeumi, ever the affectionate pup, began attacking you with a flurry of kisses and licks, your giggles echoing through the house.

“Gasp- ! that’s my baby!” Jungwon’s voice rang out dramatically from the hallway. He pointed at Maeumi (>:0 🫵), his expression one of mock betrayal.

Before you could react, Jungwon marched toward the two of you. He scooped Maeumi up into his arms and plopped himself down between you and the dog, effectively cutting off your cuddle session.

“Aww, is wonnie jealous maeumi is getting all the attention?” you teased, a mischievous grin spreading across your face.

Jungwon shot you a playful glare, his lips twitching as he tried to suppress a smile. Maeumi, oblivious to the drama, walked off to get a drink of water.

“How dare the love of my life give my dog more attention than me,” Jungwon declared, his tone playful and teasing.

Before you could respond, he launched his attack….

Tickling.

His hands darted to your sides, and you burst into uncontrollable laughter.

“AHAhahHA, won, stop- !” you shrieked, squirming and trying to push him away, but it was no use. Jungwon’s giggles mixed with yours as he continued his relentless attacks.

Finally, he stopped, letting you catch your breath. But before you could fully recover, he cupped your face in his hands, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Now for phase two” he announced, leaning in to pepper your face with kisses.

He paused mid-kiss, his lips hovering just above your cheek. His face scrunched in disgust as he pulled back, wiping his mouth.

“EW, your face is covered with Maeumi’s saliva !” he exclaimed, his tone half-teasing, half-horrified.

“What’s wrong with that? I thought you loved kissing my face?” you teased back, leaning in as if to give him another kiss.

“AHH no!” Jungwon giggled, pushing you away with panic.

He grabbed a wet wipe from the coffee table and began smothering your face with it.

“aUgahag-!” you yelped, falling back in surprise at the sudden coldness of the wipe.

Jungwon laughed, his shoulders shaking as he tossed the used wipe into the trash.

“There we go. Now pucker up, sweet cheeks” he giggled, trapping your cheeks in his hands once again.

This time, he was ready to resume his kiss attack, his laughter filling the room as he leaned in.

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sweethoneyjays · 10 days ago

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[EN-loG] jay’s favourite korean foods with his little explanations, satisfied munches and happy dancing 🥰

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sweethoneyjays · 10 days ago

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literally one of the cuTEST WORKS IVE EVER READ. caught my dumbass smiling in public 💔 (cant wait to see more works 🥰)

Love, Copycat | NSH Riki | 西村力

synopsis. 3 times you wonder why Riki likes copying you, and the 1 time you realize why

pairing. bsf! riki x fem! reader

tags. fluff, reader is oblivious, college! au, extremely self-indulgent, reader is a bit of a nerd, Riki indulges her nerdiness… a little too much, childhood friends to almost lovers (they’re getting there), attempt at comedic narration

essie's ✉️. “Soft Spot” by Keshi inspired this (I was possessed by it while writing this actually) Also please tell me someone has this as their love language too like it’s got such a special place in my heart:( And thank you to bestie @sweethoneyjays for beta reading !!

wc. 2.9k

Copycat.

It’s what you’ve always called Riki.

It’s his contact name on your phone, it’s the name you use whenever you talk about him, and it’s the name you call out whenever any minor inconvenience graces you with its presence.

Like right now.

“Mm?” He hummed in response when you groaned out your little nickname for him, his eyes never leaving the switch in his hands as he lay sprawled across your bed.

All you could do in that moment was let out a sigh as you went slack against the backrest of your desk chair, your head hanging from its edge while you stared at the ceiling.

“I thought I’d love it, I truly did. It's a mystery, has secret societies, a commentary on classism and misogyny; everything I love in a book,” you said as you picked up the one on your desk and looked at it with contempt, “so why can’t I get through this one? It’s barely 500 pages.”

Riki paused his game to walk over and sit on the ottoman you keep by your desk. You handed over the book for him to check out, and he mumbled as he read the title on the cover.

“Can’t you just do your assignment on ‘Babel’? It’s the same genre, has a secret society, explores the same problems, and it’s dark academia like this one, no?” He handed the book back to you after he finished reading the synopsis.

You blinked at him.

“You’ve read… ‘Babel’? As in… 1830s Oxford, the power of translation, daddy-issues-Robin ‘Babel’?”

There was a hint of confusion and amusement behind your surprised look, and a smile tugged at the corners of your lips. You never took Riki to be a book-worm in the nine years you’ve been friends, never once saw him pick up a book if it wasn’t for school.

At this point, you were less upset with your professor’s poor literary choice for your first assignment of the term, and more so delighted by the fact that your best friend had read what is probably your all-time-favorite book by your all-time-favorite author.

Unprompted.

Riki huffed out a little laugh as he got up and plopped back onto your bed, not before annoying you with a hair ruffle though.

“Yeah well it’s the only book you’ve been carrying around since last year. You’ve even filled it up with tabs and annotations” He resumed his game as he continued to talk.

“If it was good enough for you to keep around that long after finishing it, I figured I’d give it a shot.”

You didn’t know how to respond.

A comforting silence blanketed the both of you like it usually did when you guys would hang out, the sound of his game being the only thing filling in the space between the two of you.

All you did was stare at the switch-occupied boy on your bed, thinking his answer would make sense if you did.

You stared, and you stared, and you stared,

but to no avail.

You sat up properly and turned back to face your desk, opening the book to the page you left your bookmark on, and started to read like you weren’t just complaining about it a minute ago.

“Copycat…” You murmured to yourself, your reddened cheek pressed against the palm of your hand, elbow settled down on your desk.

Riki explained himself like that was the most normal course of action ever… and you know what? Maybe it is.

For him at least.

It’s then that you realize that you really shouldn’t be surprised at this point, not when it’s happened so many times before.

It is how he earned his nickname after all.

The birth of “Copycat” happened about two years into your friendship, some time in between grades 9 and 10, with your 9th grade second semester English finals being the catalyst of it all.

You were working on your paper during lunch break, stationed in front of one of the library computers as you scribbled down notes and did your research.

“I didn’t realize watching cartoons was considered data gathering.”

You pulled out your earphones and paused the show that was playing on the monitor. The sight of Riki and his teasing smile greeted you when you turned around in your seat.

“We’re tasked to do a literary analysis, Riks,” you gestured towards the computer screen while hitting him with a deadpan look, “and this cartoon is literature.”

Your retort didn’t wipe the playful grin off his face, instead it only served to widen it. Riki sat himself in front of the computer next to yours, setting his bag down on the floor as he switched on the CPU.

“What’re you in the library for?” You asked as you put your earphones back in.

“‘M also doing my English paper.”

“On?”

“‘Weathering With You’.”

“And yet you have the audacity to come at me for watching a cartoon for my finals,” you quipped and shook your head disapprovingly, earning a soft chuckle from him. “Tsk tsk tsk.”

“I’m gonna pretend you didn’t just call ‘Weathering With You’ a cartoon for the sake of our friendship,” Riki feigned offense, to which you fondly rolled your eyes.

“What’s…” He leaned towards your screen for a second to get a better look, “What’s ‘Voltron’ about anyway?”

And that, ladies and gentlemen, opened a whole can of worms.

You went on a tangent about how you have a love-hate relationship with the show, about how poorly the writers treated the plot and the individual arcs of two characters, and about how the main romance was bullshitted and didn’t even make sense—a tangent that lasted 10 minutes at the very least.

You were hit with a belated sense of embarrassment by the end of your little spiel, realizing that you just kept rambling on about the what-should-have-beens of a space lion cartoon.

You were about to either apologize or thank Riki for sitting through all of that, but he did you one better by asking;

“Is it cool if I watch with you?”

You were slightly taken aback; you weren’t expecting him to ask if he could watch your silly little show with him.

That’s how you two ended up spending the rest of that day’s lunch period in the library, sharing your earphones as the rest of Voltron’s season 3 played on the computer screen, Riki’s own research for his finals be damned.

Now, how exactly did this little library watch party serve as the catalyst for “Copycat”?

Well a week later, he came up to you saying that he watched the rest of the show. You didn’t think much of it besides being happy that Riki picked up one of your interests, now getting to geek out about the show with him; but then you noticed he started doing that with every other interest you’d mention from then on out.

You found out on a random Tuesday that Riki started liking a band that you absolutely love but only mentioned in passing; you were hanging out in your house, in the middle of Just Dance, when Riki brought up getting into that one movie series you talked about the week prior; and you were walking side by side one afternoon, Bisco in between both of you, when Riki told you that he picked up a hobby of yours.

“Copycat,” you muttered for the first time, right after he told you he tried that egg tart you really like from the bakery near your high school.

It was summer break. The both of you had just gone for a couple of rides around your neighborhood on your bikes, and now you guys were sitting curbside, cooling off with popsicles.

“What? You don’t like that I like what you like?” Riki asked as he took a bite out of his tangy ice lolly, a teasing lilt in his voice.

“No no, I never said that; I’m happy you’ve been refining your taste,” you quipped back with a smirk as you licked your own treat, “but that doesn’t make you any less of a copycat.”

The humming of cicadas filled the silence between the two of you, and for a while you simply appreciated the way the trees swayed and the way speckled sunlight hit the pavement you were sitting on.

You didn’t think about how the both of you would still carry that silly off-handed nickname years later, well into your sophomore year of uni.

You never stopped to wonder why.

Why Riki kept copying you, to be specific.

It’s not like you minded, far from that actually—though you’d never admit to that and give up the fondly annoyed front you put up with him.

You were simply curious.

And so were Jake and Sunoo, apparently.

“No, because you’d have to strap Riki to a chair if you want him to actually watch something.” Sunoo explained, exasperation laced in his voice.

“That isn’t an exaggeration, by the way,” Jake chimed in, “we had to hold him down just so he’d watch ‘Love, Rosie’ with us.”

“You’re serious?” You laughed at the thought of Riki being held down exorcist-style just for a movie.

The three of you had been doing uni work in a cafe for about two hours at that point, hunched over your laptops and lecture notes while sipping on watered down iced coffee. Your much needed study break came in the form of Riki slander.

“I honestly don’t know how you do it.” Sunoo sighed as he closed his laptop.

“Hmm?” You hummed in response, not quite sure what he was referring to.

“You know, getting Riki to do the things you like with you.”

“Yeah whenever he gets into something new or recommends something to us, we ask him how he found out about it and he’d say ‘She likes it, so I thought I’d give it a shot too.” Jake added.

“Oh-”

You didn’t really know how to answer that, because you never had to ask Riki in the first place.

“Well if I’m being completely honest, I don’t. He just…” You vaguely gestured to nothing, “does it himself lol.”

The apples of your cheeks went pink and you tried to play it off coolly by pretending to write notes down, but it was too late because Sunoo already had a knowing smile on his face.

Jake was about to ask Sunoo why he was grinning from ear-to-ear when Riki arrived, immediately sitting next to you and greeting you with a pinch on your cheek. You pretended to swat it away but made no real effort to get him off you.

“Copycat,” You greeted with a blank tone, acknowledging his arrival without having to look at him, not with your face all red.

“Hello, Shortie.” Riki greeted back with a fond smile before he turned to face the two other boys at the table, “My dear hyungs.”

Jake went in for a dap, and Sunoo just rolled his eyes.

“Why’re you late? We’ve been here for two hours already.” Sunoo scolded, though there wasn’t any real bite to his words.

“Sorry, should’ve texted you guys; Sola needed help with homework, and my older sister needed a ride to her part-time.” Riki explained as he set down a box in the middle of the table.

“I also took a detour and bought snacks for you guys.” He added as he opened the lid. You looked at the box and sure enough, it was from that bakery you mentioned to him all those years ago. The sight of the egg tarts’ golden caps and the smell of their buttery crust felt like a hug from a dear old memory.

Jake immediately grabbed a tart, and Sunoo did a little happy dance before thanking Riki (he even threw in a “you should be late all the time if you’re gonna buy us snacks like this~”)

“Oh my God these are amazing.” Sunoo groaned as soon as he took a bite, face crumpling in what looked like anger from how good the tart was.

“Where did you buy these?” Jake asked, equally as impressed by the little pastry in his hands.

“A bake shop near our old high school,” Riki answered simply.

He pulled out a tart from the box and handed it over to you, a soft smile on his lips as he glanced your way. “These tarts are her favorite, and the bakery was en route to here so…”

Riki didn’t finish his sentence, instead opting to dig into an egg tart himself as he opened up his notes and started to work.

You were too surprised by his last statement that you forgot to take a bite out of the treat in your hands.

It tasted a lot sweeter and felt a lot warmer since you’ve last eaten it. And no, it’s not because the bakery switched up their recipe.

You started to understand why; why Riki kept copying you, for that matter.

And it only took one last push in the right direction for you to fully come to your senses.

“You’re not getting anything?” Riki asked. He followed closely behind you as you browsed the shelves of the music shop you guys were in.

“Not today at least,” You answered, eyes still focused on the jewel cases in front of you, “I just wanted to check the place out to see if they’ve got any of the albums I’m looking for.”

“I saw Big Thief and The Marias back there.” Riki mentioned.

“Yeah, I did too.” You smiled.

“They’re definitely on my list; I just need a little more time to save up so I can buy a few of the CDs I want in one go.” You explained as you placed back a Sade album on the shelf. “I kinda want to have more than one album on hand with me; more variety, y’know?”

The both of you left the music shop empty-handed that day.

On a bus ride home from uni about two weeks later, Riki asks you if you’ve saved up enough to buy the albums you want.

“Not yet, almost there though,” You answer simply before sporting a cheeky smirk, “Why? Want to buy them for me instead?”

“Please, if I had that kind of money, it’d go straight to my Steam wishlist.” Riki mused.

“Ahhh yeah, Hades 2…” You sucked in a breath.

“Exactly.”

There’s a momentary silence between you two, filled up by the humming of the AC unit and the thrumming of the engine.

“Why’d you ask anyway?” You asked, looking out the window.

“Hmm? Oh- uhhh…” Riki stammered for a bit as he rummaged through his bag. He pulled out a CD before handing it over to you.

You looked at the jewel case in Riki’s hand and then at him.

“What’s this?” You asked as you slowly took it from him and scanned the front cover.

It read, “Love, Copycat,” with a drawing of you below it.

Before he could even answer, you realised what it was.

“I uh… made you a playlist,” Riki said in a hushed and bashful tone, a contrast to his usual confident and playful demeanor. “I thought I’d make you one while you saved up for the albums you want. You seemed pretty excited about using that CD player.”

You felt a pang in your heart when you looked up to see the sincerity in Riki’s eyes and in his shy smile.

“I added all your favorites—Clairo, The Japanese House, Adrienne Lenker.” He tapped the case in your hands, and his timid grin made way for a little pride to shine through, “I even drew a little portrait of you for the cover.”

You couldn’t stop looking at Riki. You were consumed by the thought of him going through the effort of buying the blank CD and jewel case, curating the playlist, downloading the songs, burning them into the disc, and making a custom cover—a hand-drawn portrait of you.

And then it hit you, all in one go.

Oh.

I’m stupid.

All those shows he watched, those hobbies he tried, those songs he listened to—all those interests he wouldn’t have been within a 10-foot radius of if it wasn’t for you;

He wasn’t copying you.

Riki did all that for you.

To say that he tugged at your heartstrings would be the understatement of the century—he straight up yanked at them. You only realized then that Riki had your heart in the gentlest of chokeholds, and you wished he’d never let go.

Thwack.

A flick to your forehead.

…Okay maybe you did wish he’d let go, just this once.

You rubbed the spot Riki struck as you stared daggers into him, “WHAT THE HELL MAN?”

“WHAT??? You were zoned out for ages,” Riki laughed, “had to make sure you were still alive.”

You shook your head and scoffed before your eyes landed on the jewel case in your hand, another wave of silence—this time bubbling with tension—washing over the both of you.

You hesitated for a moment, but for once everything was clear to you—how you feel, what you should do.

So you threw all caution to the wind and rested your head on Riki’s shoulder, a quiet “thanks” making its way past your lips.

Though you might’ve not seen it, Riki bit back a smile in hopes that it would quell the pounding in his chest. Slowly, he reached for your hand and gently intertwined your fingers together.

Riki’s voice was barely above a whisper, it was only for you to hear the smile in his words.

“Took you long enough.”

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sweethoneyjays · 13 days ago

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o m g, thank you so much for 1000 likes 🫶 please look forward to my other works 🥰🥰

when they are the most clingy ᯓ★

❀ ◦ paring ◦ enha x reader

❀ ◦ genre ◦ fluff

❀ ◦ warnings ◦ none

❀ ◦ word count ◦ 2k+

heeseung ── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ after gaming

The room hummed with the faint buzz of electronics. You lay sprawled on the bed, phone in hand, scrolling aimlessly.

Across the room, Heeseung sat at his desk, his eyes glued to the monitor, fingers flying across the keyboard followed by the sounds of aggressive clicks. The tension in his posture was obvious.

Suddenly, the screen went dark. Heeseung pushed back his chair with a frustrated grunt, stomping toward the bed. Without a word, he flopped down beside you, his weight sinking into the mattress.

Before you could react, his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you into a tight embrace, like a koala clinging to a tree.

"Stressful game?" you asked, your voice soft but teasing.

"Yeah" he muttered, his breath warm against your skin.

You couldn’t resist.

"Aww, my poor baby" you cooed, your tone dripping with playful teasing as you cupped his face in your hands.

"Were the players bullying my poor baby" you added, your voice lifting as if you were talking to a child.

His lips twitched into a smile, the tension in his shoulders melting away.

"Ah, stop, stop" he giggled, burying his face against you.

His arms wrapped around you as he buried his head into the curve of your shoulder, his body radiating a comforting warmth. His grip tightened slightly, as though anchoring himself to you, and you could feel the steady rhythm of his breathing begin to slow.

The faintest trace of his cologne lingered in the air, blending with the subtle scent of your own. The room felt smaller, quieter, like a little world made just for the two of you. His giggles softened, trailing off into a contented sigh

"You're lucky you're cute" he added, his voice muffled but full of love.

jay ── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ when waking up

The soft morning light streamed through the curtains, its warmth gently caressing your face. You felt Jay’s embrace, his arms loosely wrapped around your figure, holding you in a cocoon of comfort. As the haze of sleep began to fade, you cracked your eyes open, just enough to catch a glimpse of the clock.

‘9:00 AM.’

You sighed, preparing yourself to leave your cozy bed. The moment you started to shift, Jay’s arms tightened around you, pulling you firmly back into place.

“Don’t go” he mumbled, his voice heavy with sleep and pleading softly.

“Jay, it’s already 9” you chuckled, amused by his grip.

“Ten more minutes” he bargained, his face buried against you like he could hide from the impending responsibilities of the day.

You tried to reason with him, though his grip remained strong.

“But we need to prepare breakfast and get ready for our lunch out” you countered, though you already knew you weren’t winning this battle.

“We can move the lunch to tomorrow” he muttered, his words slurred with drowsiness.

“Explain that to jake” you scoffed, attempting to wriggle free, but his hold stayed firm, anchoring you in place.

“Fine, ten more minutes” you finally conceded, surrendering as you limply settled back into his embrace.

“Twenty.” he murmured, a teasing smile curling at the corners of his lips.

You sighed in defeat, a playful exasperation in your voice.

“It’s a good thing I love it when you’re sleepy and clingy.”

Jay’s lips twitched into a soft, content smile as he nuzzled against you.

“I love you too, sweetheart” he said, his voice tinged with a cheeky grin.

jake ── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ after practice

You lounged on the couch, letting the TV’s endless stream of mediocre shows keep you mildly entertained. The quiet of the room was suddenly interrupted by the sound of the door opening and slamming shut.

“Welcome home, jaeyu-” you began, but before you could finish, he was on top of you, his limbs sprawled and heavy with exhaustion.

“Was practice extra tiring today?” you chuckled softly.

Your fingers instinctively finding their way to his hair. You combed through the strands, soothing him with your touch.

“Mhm” he hummed, his body visibly relaxing as the tension ebbed away.

His weight pressed into you, grounding both of you in the cozy silence that followed.

The moment felt peaceful, the room being comfortingly silent. That is, until the quiet atmosphere was broken by the unmistakable rumbling of his stomach.

“Looks like someone’s hungry” you teased with a giggle. “Let’s order something” you added, reaching out for your phone.

“NoOooOoO wait-” Jake whined dramatically, grabbing hold of you and pulling you back down. His arms locked around you like a barrier against escape.

“Let me just hold you a little longer…” he sighed, his voice trailing off into a gentle plea.

You giggled again, surrendering to his warmth as you wrapped your arms around him once more.

“I missed you a lot” he mumbled into your shoulder, a soft smile creeping onto his face.

sunghoon ── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ when he's stressed

You sat at your desk, fingers dancing over the keyboard as your thoughts translated into mindless keystrokes. The world outside your focus blurred into background noise, including the soft creak of the door slowly opening behind you.

Out of nowhere, a pair of arms wrapped around your shoulders, startling you from your flow.

“Oh, hoon! You’re home. I didn’t hear you…” you chuckled, leaning instinctively into his warm embrace.

Sunghoon nodded silently, the weight of his day obvious in the way he sighed softly, his face resting in the crook of your nape. The familiar scent of him, comforting, made you pause your work.

“Rough day?” you asked gently, your voice carrying the tenderness of shared understanding. He nodded again, his grip on you remaining firm.

You raised a hand and began petting his hair softly, your fingers threading through his locks in slow, soothing motions. Letting him hold onto you without a word, you created space for him to rest and recharge, the quiet between you feeling soothing and safe, a silent embrace that has understanding and warmth.

After a few minutes, you broke the calm with a gentle question.

“Want to move to the couch?”

“Yes, please” Sunghoon mumbled, his voice just above a whisper.

He slid his hands down to yours, clasping them firmly as he led you to the sofa.

He plopped down onto the cushions, tugging you down alongside him. His arms found their way around your waist almost immediately, his head settling comfortably onto your shoulder. You could feel the tension from his day melting away, bit by bit, as he nestled closer.

Looks like tonight is gonna be a quiet cuddle night, the kind where words fade into the background and all that mattered was the simple comfort of each other’s presence.

sunoo ── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ when he's flustered

You walked into the living room, the warm afternoon light pouring through the windows, casting a soft glow across the space.

Your eyes immediately landed on Sunoo, lounging on the couch, his attention absorbed by the screen of his phone. The sunlight seemed to dance on his skin, highlighting his features in the most beautiful way. His hair looked impossibly soft, and the way his lips curled into a small smile at whatever he was reading made your heart skip a beat. You were undeniably, absolutely down bad.

“How did the world bless me with such a gorgeous boyfriend,” you muttered aloud, the thought slipping out before you could stop yourself.

Sunoo’s head shot up, his expression a mixture of surprise and amusement.

“What the- what’s wrong with you?” he chuckled, though the soft blush blooming on his cheeks betrayed how flustered he felt.

You made your way toward him, a playful grin on your lips.

“What? Can’t I admire my handsome boyfriend?” you teased before plopping down beside him.

His shy smile grew as he turned his face away, hiding it in the crook of your neck.

“Aish, stop it,” he giggled, his voice muffled against your skin.

“Don’t lie, you love it,” you quipped, wrapping your arms around him in a warm hug.

Sunoo’s blush deepened as he tightened his hold on you, snuggling closer to hide the evidence.

“I do,” he admitted softly, his voice tinged with affection. A cheeky giggle escaped him before he added,

“But I love you more.”

He sealed his words with a quick, gentle peck on your cheek, his happiness radiating in the way his smile lingered, even as he buried his face again in your embrace.

jungwon ── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ when he gets hyper

You were napping peacefully in the comfort of your shared bed, the soft blankets cocooning you in a world of peace and quiet. The faint hum of the afternoon filled the room, lulling you deeper into rest.

Until you hear his footsteps, quick and terrifying, approaching at rapid speed.

Before you could even react, the bed dipped under a sudden weight, and Jungwon flopped onto it. His arms wrapped around you in a tight embrace, pulling you close as he grinned down at you.

“Gooooodmorning~” he chirped, his voice dripping with cheeky enthusiasm.

You groaned, half-buried in the pillows, your peaceful nap shattered by his outburst of energy.

Before you could protest, he began peppering your face with kisses, laughing after each one.

“You’re so cute when you’re sleepy” Jungwon giggled, his words followed by another attack of kisses.

“AaAaaaaAaa- wonnie, stop!” you whined, trying to shield your face with your hands. But despite your protests, you couldn’t help the smile that crept onto your lips, betraying your amusement.

“You’ve been napping for an hour! I missed you” he whined dramatically, his voice tinged with playful exaggeration as he continued his attack of affection.

You let out a giggle, finally peeking out from behind your hands.

“Why are you so hyper in the middle of the afternoon?”

“I just want to shower you with my love” he chuckled, his arms tightening around you as he aggressively snuggled into your side, his warmth radiating through the blankets.

“You’re too cute,” you murmured, your voice soft as you wrapped your arms around him in return.

“Only for you,” he whispered, his voice dropping to a tender tone as he nuzzled closer.

ni-ki ── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ before sleeping

You stepped out of the bathroom, towel in hand, trying to dry your hair as you prepared to finally lie down and relax. The door creaked open, and Ni-ki, sprawled across the bed and on the verge of sleep, spotted you immediately.

“Baby, come here” he muttered, his voice low and drowsy, his tall figure stretched out.

“Hold on, riki, I’m just drying my hair” you replied, continuing to freshen up, oblivious to the mischief brewing in his mind.

Ni-ki doesnt like that answer so he does the best possible decision. He stood up from the bed, marching toward the bathroom with determined steps.

Before you could react, he yoinked you from your spot, tossing you effortlessly over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

“Wha- riki, wait-put me down!” you protested, your voice rising. “My hair is still wet!”

Unbothered by your protests, ni-ki carried you back to the bed, laying you down gently before climbing in beside you. His arms wrapped around you, pulling you close as he mumbled,

“Your hair isn’t even that wet.”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes at his antics.

“You better be glad I can’t resist you when you’re like this” you teased, a smile tugging at your lips.

Ni-ki chuckled softly, his grin lighting up his face as he pulled you even closer, your legs tangling together in the warmth of the blankets.

“You love me too much” he said, his voice playful yet tender.

“Unfortunately, I do love you too much” you teased back, snuggling into his embrace as his breathing slowed, the weight of sleep pulling him under.

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sweethoneyjays · 14 days ago

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jay really liked that ribbon heart pose 🎀🤍

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