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eeunoia · 4 months ago

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ENHYPEN Imagines

lacuna | pjs.

pairings: park jongseong x reader

synopsis: right after the disappearance of your bestfriend, you felt a big part of you missing. jay park, the rich school bad boy suddenly steps in to fill that gap. you let yourself fall into his trap, without knowing that his group of friends were the reason of your misery.

word count: 4.9k

warnings: yandere themes, mention of kidnapping, enhypen being obsessed, obsessive love, dark love and abuse of power & money. (let me know if i missed some)

note: this is jay’s entry for our yandere mini series. next part that will be posted is probably limerence (heeseung’s) part two. anyway, i hope you enjoy this one. replies and reblogs are highly encouraged. please please please! thank you so much, ily and stay safe!

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“Where’s Mom and Dad?” Jay asks while walking down the stairs. Some of their family helpers awaits him by the end of their long grand staircase.

“They left for a business trip, young master.” their head maid was the one who answered him. Jay sighs in dismay and gradually headed towards the main door of their mansion.

“Young master, how about breakfast?”

He rolled his eyes as his driver almost stumble to catch up on his pace. “I don’t want to eat all alone.” he spat coldly then heads to his service car without saying another word.

His drive towards their school is quiet. He tried to look out to the car’s window to divert his attention and ease his upset mood. This isn’t a great way to start his week. If he lets this affect him too much, his whole week is already ruined.

As their car parks right at the vacant slot on their school’s parking lot, his phone rang. He picks it up without checking who it was.

“What?”

“Where you at, dude? We’re here by the field.” it was one of his friends, Jake.

He sighs, “I just arrived the school. I’ll be there in five.” he lazily says.

“Okay, hurry up!” and he ended the call.

Jay rolls his eyes and his driver opens the car door for him. He went out and hangs one of his bag’s strap to his shoulder before walking to the direction of the field. He was planning to stop by the locker’s but since his friends demands him to go meet them, he have no other choice.

If people will be asked to describe Park Jongseong—also known as Jay, they will surely say that he probably have everything. Money, good looks, talent and influence. But that’s just what people see. They’re actually right. He’s handsome and the only heir to his parents' successful travel agency that have a lot of branches around the world.

There’s only one problem. For some reasons, despite having all these things and powers, Jay seems to feel empty. Like there’s a part of him that is missing that no other things can fulfill.

He already found a solution for that problem tho... And he will do everything in order to have it— more like her.

“Took you long enough.” Sunghoon stated as he walk closer to where they’re sat. Heeseung’s by the corner, eyes fixated at his phone screen. Jake’s in front of them and Jungwon’s beside him.

“What’s so important that we’re gathering here early in the morning?” he asks lazily then yawned. Sunoo rolls his eyes before focusing on Jake once again.

“Sunghoon will be executing our plan next week.” Jake announced that instantly drains Jay’s sleepiness. His senses starting to be more active as his friend walk them through the whole plan once again. Just to make sure everything will go smoothly.

“Oh yeah? Do you need help with anything?” Jay glances to Sunghoon’s side and he saw his friend’s relaxed look on his face.

He shakes his head, “Everything’s ready.”

He nods his head and continued listening to what Jake's saying. His friends are all quiet and just made sure they’re taking notes of the things he was asking to check before next week.

“There you are!” their heads snapped at the side when one voice interrupts. Jay’s brows raised at the same time at your familiar pretty face as you slightly pants after making at the bench where they’re gathered.

You sent Jay glares before glancing to the two boys standing near you, “I’m so sorry to interrupt you, Jake and Jungwon.” palms resting at your hips while panting to catch your breath.

“It’s fine, y/n. What’s up?” Jake smiles warmly.

You raised your hand and directed your pointer finger towards Jay.

“Him. I need him to come with me.” your words rings through Jay’s mind, almost making him space out completely. Some of his friends snickers chuckle secretly at how funny his reaction was.

“Jay?” Jake astounded tone made you glance at his direction. His eyes big and confused.

“He has detention and he skipped it yesterday.” you announced that made Yang Jungwon— the student council president sigh in disbelief.

Jay shrugs his shoulders off and eyed you with a small grin on his face. Your glares turned sharper as you think of many ways to end him today. He’s seriously giving you a hard time. You joined the student council for the extra points and stress is what you’re getting lately because of him.

“All right, he’s all yours.” Jungwon says and even laid his hand to the air, indicating that he’s letting you take his friend.

Jay snorted and stood up voluntarily. A playful grin plays through his sexy thin lips, “You heard the man. I’m all yours.” and he even sent you a wink.

Your cheeks blushed instantly, but you don’t make it too obvious. Instead of thinking about it too much, you swat his arm then drag him to your building. He chuckles, totally unbothered and didn’t even complained about it.

“Just admit it, y/n. You like me, don’t you?” his taunting tone made you halt your steps, ears turning red.

“Do you think I’m crazy? I don’t like you!” you hissed at him.

His smirk fell that caught you off-guard. Your face turned pale when you saw a glimpse of his eyes cold while staring at you. It was very odd. Jay’s always mischievous and always the one teasing you. He’s never been like this.

“You sure about that?” his serious tone sent direct chills to your spine, making you nervous.

“H-Huh? What’s with you...” you stuttered.

He stared at you silently for a bit more before he suddenly burst out laughing, making you furrow your brows. You stayed silent, not saying anything. You’re stunned and confuse to what’s happening.

“Did I scare you?” he continued laughing, even folding while holding his stomach that seems to start hurting from laughing so much.

Your face turned red out of anger and your hand quickly hit him by his arm. He groaned and caress it gently, eyes shooting glares at you.

“You’ve been hitting me too much lately.” he commented that you tried to ignore and started walking ahead of him.

Jay chuckles again and tried to catch up which you responded by acting like as if he’s not there. His grin grew wider at how you’re acting. He reaches for your arm and you tries to shove it off. He fails to grab you on the first two tries, then the third one his grip is tight.

“What?” tone sounding a bit annoyed.

“I thought you’re taking me to detention?”

“Your detention is later after class. I fetch you to help me grab our textbooks at the faculty room.” you cannot keep your stares that made him grin even more.

“Do I make you nervous?” he asks.

You pursed your lips and looked at him with a flashing guilt in your eyes. He suppress himself from laughing loud to prevent making you feel more embarrassed. He sighs and licks his lips.

“Let’s go, I’ll ignore it for you.” and he slide both of his hands inside his trouser’s pocket before walking towards the direction of the faculty.

Your gaze bore onto the back of his head, mind slowly spacing out. People around you often says how you two can never get along with each other. It is true. Most of the times, you two are arguing. But what other people doesn't know is that you secretly likes the bad boy, Park Jongseong.

“Saw you with Jay a while ago.” you sighed and looks at (friend name) smiling meaningfully at you.

“Don’t even start...”

She laughed, “Come on! I seriously think he likes you back. Why not confess?”

She rests her back at the railings of the corridor while you stand facing it, watching the field beneath you filled with students either playing soccer or trying to kill time until their next classes.

“It’s not that easy.” that’s true. Jay live through the days knowing that always you despise him. With how stingy you act around him, he probably have no clue. He will surely tease you to death once he knew his feelings for you. That’s honestly the last thing you wanted.

“Hmm, I know.” and your friend let out a heavy sigh.

This time, you smirked and raised an eyebrow at her.

“You basically indirectly confessed to Park Sunghoon. Almost everyone in the school knows about your feelings.”

She lets out a strained sigh and threw her head back to stare at the blue clear sky. Her pretty face is so admirable, something you can’t just miss if walking pass by her. Just like what you said, its not really a secret that she likes ‘thee’ Park Sunghoon. He’s one of Jay’s good friends and very popular with the girls as well.

“Yes. That’s so awkward.”

You stared right at her, “Why do you like Sunghoon so much?”

She glances at you, “Hey, what do you mean by that?” and she push your shoulder jokingly.

You made face, “It's just Park Sunghoon is so cold. He seems so mysterious.”

She chuckles, agreeing.

“And mysterious guys often have many secrets. You never really know.” its not that you’re being a bad friend of trying to be a kill joy. This is just you looking out for your friend, your best friend.

“That’s what I love about him.” she says bluntly, like a natural response.

It made you roll your eyes and act disgusted by it. She fights back with rolling her eyes as well that made you both giggling. Your vacant hours are perfectly spent talking about nonsense stuff, jumping from one topic to another.

Everything’s going smoothly, not until one morning. You woke up into the noise of your phone continuously ringing. When you stir from your sleep, leaving your dreamland completely, and glances at the wall clock. It’s just 4 am in the morning.

“Hello?” you answered your phone half-asleep, still dozing off a bit.

The muffled cries from the other line was like a slap that strips away the sleepiness. You momentarily pulls your phone away and checked the caller’s id. Seeing your friend’s mother’s contact instantly made you sat up from your bed.

“Auntie? What’s wrong?” you asked worriedly and reaches for the lamp beside the bed.

“Y/n...” she starts. Her heavy breaths and nonstop sniffing made you aware of how she’s crying so hard. Her strained voice is very obvious as well.

“(Friend name) is missing.” the line was clear and her words, despite being a little off, were clear. What doesn’t register to your system is what she’s trying to say.

“What do you mean missing? Hold on, Auntie.” you stood up and quickly grabbed your jacket to keep yourself from freezing then hurriedly head out.

“She didn’t come home last night! And I called your mom to check if she’s there, she said she didn’t came to your place.”

Your brows narrowed down and you saw your Mother on the phone, talking to somebody. When her eyes caught you, she signalled that she’s talking to someone important.

“Ah yes, she said her daughter didn’t come home last night... Yes, officer.”

“Mom is calling the police, Auntie. We’re going there, okay? Please calm down. I’m sure she’s all right. She probably just went somewhere and forgot to inform us.” you tried to console her while your head started to unconsciously list down places that you can go to.

After the calls to some of your Mom’s friends and the police, the two of you headed to her home to comfort her. A police car was already parked outside of the house and one officer is by the door, talking to your friend’s Mom.

Her tear stained eyes darted at you and quickly, you embraced her.

“Shh, Auntie. It’s going to be okay.” you whispered as your Mom continued talking to the officer because your friend's Mom are currently at her best state to talk.

“I’m so scared, y/n! What if she’s in trouble?” she cries hard on your shoulder that breaks your heart.

You tried to act strong in order not to make her feel down even more. She trembles in between your hug and you caress her back to somehow make her feel better.

“I'm sure she will show up. We will find her.”

Only, you didn’t. It’s been a whole week ever since your friend disappeared. Day by day its getting worst for her Mom and for you. She’s your best friend. You cherish her and she’s like a sister already. Not having her around made you feel so empty.

“Hey,” your head lifts when someone approaches your table.

It was Jay.

Usually he will have his mischievous grin, but not now. He have this soft, worried gaze while looking on you. He kept his stares, watching closely as you try so hard to pull a smile for him.

“Hi.” you greeted shortly.

He licked his lips, “I’m so sorry about (friend name).” he says that you answered with a nod.

He gestures the vacant chair beside you, asking if he can sit down and accompany you. Normally, you would decline and curse at him but a part of you wanted his presence so you nodded. He sat down quietly, eyes still darted at you.

“Any updates?” he asks.

Your eyes dropped at the stacks of missing posters in front of you, sitting at the table. A beautiful smiling picture of (friend name) printed on it and a big red ‘MISSING’ below.

“No. The police only have one person as their witness and its totally not helping.” your tone sounding so down, hopeless.

Jay sighs and rested his large hands on your back to caress it. Your eyes instantly waters, the tears you’ve been holding back starting to show. With lips slightly shaking you glanced back at him.

“J-Jay, I’m scared...” you admit, first time showing him a vulnerable side.

He was speechless, but you can see through his eyes that he’s so worried for you. He’s been noticing how you’ve been neglecting yourself ever since your friend disappeared. And its making him so sad.

“I’m so worried for her. What if something bad happened to h-her?” your voice cracks and eyes brimming with tears.

Jay was quick to console you.

“Hey,” he whispered with his softest tone then cupped your face, making you face him. “We will find her, okay?” those familiar words are the same ones you’ve been repeating to your friend's mom ever since she disappeared. Constantly repeating it to convince her and also to convince yourself.

Jay pulled your body closer to him, caging you into a tight, warm hug. Something you really needed at the moment. You cannot put into words how grateful you are that he’s there for you.

Ever since your friend vanished, things started to get messy. She’s been your comfort person and with her missing, its like you’re losing your mind.

You felt Jay’s lips on your forehead as he whispered comforting words.

“We’ll find her?” Jay stares right to his reflection at the bathroom’s mirror. He scoffs to himself, muttering low curses while washing his hand.

“How can we find someone who is not even really missing?” he mumbles and his gaze lifts as one of the bathroom stalls opened, revealing one of his close friends.

“Jay, man.” Jake and walks near the sinks to wash his own hand.

“You need to stop talking to yourself. People will think you’re crazy.” he grins teasingly at Jay and he just frowns.

Another stall opens and Sunghoon walks out from it, eyeing their direction.

“He is really crazy, tho?” he commented that earned a bark of laughter from Jake.

Jay clicked his tongue, “That’s big words from somebody who kidnaps a girl because he likes her so much?”

Sunghoon seems unbothered about his statement. Not just because it was true, but because he thinks its nonsense to argue with it. He just shrugged it off and smirked at his friend.

“You’re going to do it soon too, tho?” and starts washing his hands as well.

“Yeah, Sunghoon’s right.” Jake commented.

Jay whips his head and diverted his attention to his other friend. “Actually, you’re the crazier one.”

Sunghoon’s grin grew wider and just listens to his friends that are starting to bicker like little children. Jake complains, totally disagreeing about what Jay said.

“What? No, I’m not!”

Jay scoffed, “Really? Is it not crazy to put his girl inside a psych ward just because he learned that she’s leaving him?”

Sunghoon whistles, “I have to agree on that one, dude.”

Jake glances at Sunghoon, a hint of betrayal flashes through his eyes.

“For the record,” he starts and they look at him with eyebrows raising while waiting for his defence. Jake licks his lips as he tries to come up with a good comeback to what Jay fired at him.

“Fine!” he hissed, “And so what if I put her in ward? At least I’m sure she won’t be able to leave me, even if she wants to.” the smug smirk on his face is wide.

“Should I put mine in the ward too? Do you have a vacant room?” Sunghoon chuckles while asking that question to Jake.

“Yeah, we have vacant room for you as well.”

Jay laughed and watch how Sunghoon swat Jake’s arm. They soon decided to walk back to class. His eyes darted at your direction right away and Jay’s heart cracked at the sight of your sad face.

After class, Jay offered to help you with the missing posters and you’re very thankful for him. Their group of friends has been doing a lot and you couldn’t be more greatful. As far as you remember, none of them are personally close to you or your friend, but still with big hearts they offered to help.

While heading back to the building to get your things, your eyes unconsciously darted at one of the bulletin boards. From a distance, multiple papers are pinned to it. But one stands out the most, at least for you.

Your eyes trailed over to the tall figure that stands in front of it, staring right at the missing posters of your friend that you’ve placed their a few days ago.

The boy is very familiar to you. His fair complexion, uniform looking so neat and face looking so blank. You slowly head his direction and stood a few feet away.

“Terrifying isn’t it?” you said that caught his attention. From the corner of your eyes, you saw that he whips his head to the side and look at you.

“Do they have a lead?” he asks, almost sounding like a monotone.

That’s the first time you and him talked. Being in the same school together for years, this was the first interaction.

“Yeah, they said someone saw her being taken on her way home.” you answered.

An emotion flickers through his eyes for a split second, but it was impossible to tell what it was. He kept his blank face, eyes icy cold.

“I hope she will be found soon.” he stated.

His words are nice. It's the words you wanted to hear from most of them and you’ve heard that a lot of times already. But for some reasons, Sunghoon’s words felt empty. It slightly caught your attention. Then you realized that he’s always like that. Quiet and reserved. He’s not called the ice prince just for nothing. And so, you tried to just shrug it off and thanked him silently.

He was about to leave when you grabbed his hand. He turns his head to look at you and it made you feel on edge. His eyes are so intimidating.

“Here, in case you see her.” and you handed him a poster.

It maybe a bit stupid knowing he probably have a copy already since its been distributed to the whole school. He accepted it without any word then left. Your eyes lingers to him and watch how he walks away.

A small smile spreads across your face. “Come back now, (friend name). I can’t wait to tell you about how Sunghoon seem to worry for you.”

“So what did the detective said? Any updates?” your hand halts from holding your chopsticks because of Jay’s question.

It’s been a month ever since your friend disappeared and you grew closer with Jay. All the time, he was there to support you and comfort you.

“What?” you asked, glancing at him whose now enjoying his food. He slurps over his soup before throwing you a short glance.

“About that new detective (friend name)’s mom hired.” he repeated himself.

You stared at him without saying any word. That same emotion that you’ve been pushing at the back of your mind for weeks now. Jay’s been very nice ever since the disappearance of your friend and he fills the absence for the mean time, making sure you aren’t being too hard on yourself.

But it may sound nonsense, lately you’ve been noticing odd behavior from his friend group. Or you can say you’re sensing this weird vibe from them.

It may appear because they’re a different league that’s why, and that’s whay you try to convince yourself with. But something really doesn’t sit right for you.

Example for that is this...

How did Jay even knew about that detective your friend’s Mom secretly hired recently?

“Why are you looking at me like I’ve killed someone?” Jay chuckles awkwardly while placing an opened bottle of water in front of you.

“How did you even knew about it?” your tone sounded really curious that caught him off-guard.

He curses inside his mind, quickly thinking of a good escape to this mistake. Despite the slight panic, he tried hard to compose himself in order not to be too suspicious..

He scoffed, “What do you mean how did I know? Of course, through you.” he kept his stares to your eyes.

It made your brows narrowed, head tilting over to the side.

“Me? I told you about it?” you sound unsure about it, recalling and backtracking any past events where you might’ve mentioned it to him.

“Yes, baby.” he laughs, relieved that it shaken up the tension a bit. “What’s up with you? Seems like you are really stressing yourself too much.”

You stayed silent for a while before smiling.

“I guess you’re right. It might have slipped off my mind.”

He nods and slides a new side dish near you, “You should eat more.” he diverted the topic smoothly.

The tension dissipate and just like normally, you two went on your day. He kept talking about this place he’s been with his parents and how much he wanted to take you there this weekend to help you relax a bit. You tried so hard to listen, dismissing that negative thought off of your mind.

But it didn’t. Instead, it made you more observant over his group of friends. Giving meanings to every normal or little things they do.

“I’m on my way home now.” you said through the phone while going out from the bookstore.

Jay’s on the other line, calling to check on you after hanging out with his friends. According to him, practice ended earlier so they decided to go have fun.

“All right. I’m also near my house. Call me once you’re home?” he says softly.

“Hmm, take care.” you hummed.

“You too baby, i love you.”

Your heart races, mixed of emotions occupies you. These days, after being suspicious of him, your feeling starts to get shaken a bit. It made you realize how much you still don’t know about Jay.

After spending a lot of times together, you still barely know him. Except for the fact that he’s Park Jongseong, the rich bad boy from your school who happens to have feelings for you all this time.

“Y/n?” he calls you lightly that snaps you back to reality.

“Y-Yeah?”

“I said I love you.”

You gulped, “I l-love you too.”

The other line went silent for a while before you heard Jay’s gentle hum. He always does that whenever he’s satisfied hearing you say those words to him.

Before its also felt so good whenever you say it to him. You meant it with all your heart, but right now, you aren’t sure anymode. You still love him, after all you’ve been interested to him for a long time. It’s just, a mix of fear envelops those feelings.

Your eyes then caught the person you’ve been waiting for hours already.

Park Sunghoon.

“I’ll call you later, Jay.”

“Okay, stay safe.” he says in a low tone and ended the call.

Today, you made a bold decision to tail Park Sunghoon. He’s on your top list of suspicious people that are potentially involve to your friend’s disappearance.

He walks towards the bus stop and you can tell from the way his shoulder’s hanging low, he’s dead tired. Probably because of practice and hanging out with his friends.

You tried not to be too suspicious, making sure your presence is not noticeable. But Sunghoon usually don’t care about his surroundings. He just mind his own business and go on with his life. If he’s not involve or any of people he’s close with, he does not care.

As you approach him closer, you noticed him pulling out something from his pocket. At first, its so hard to tell what it is. But once you get a clear view, your stomach drops and heart felt like it stopped beating. Head empty as your feet moves on its own.

“W-Why do you have that?” you couldn’t help but to stutter and fear consumed you when he whips his head at your direction.

Sunghoon’s face remained emotionless. He doesn’t even look guilty at all or caught off-guard by your presence. It was like he was expecting it, like he knew you were there, following him.

“This is mine.” were his words.

Your eyes remained looking at him with such horror, tears brimming. With trembling lips you shake your head.

“N-No... that’s (friend name)’s! I gave it to her! My granda made that.”

You can’t be wrong. It’s impossible to have the exact same handkerchief. Your granda personally made that for you and your friend.

He took a step closer that made you instantly step back in fear. You roamed your eyes around and her heart fell at the sight of the bus stop being totally isolated. It is already a bit late and so there are a few people here. It's just the two of you.

The thought of being here with the possible reason why (friend name) went missing scared you to death.

“W-What did you do to her?” your tone sounded so accusing as your fist balls to prevent it from shaking. With clenched jaw, you gather all the courage to look over his deadpanned face.

He was just caught red handed but he seemed unbothered at all. He approached and caught (bestfriend’s name) off guard. She hit him with her bag and he was stunned for a moment.

You just caught him red handed, but he seemed so unbothered. He took a step closer that caught you off-guard and made you hit him with your bag. Something got caught with his gym bag and when you look down, your favorite keychain lays beneath his feet.

“Where is y/n?! Give her back!” you tried screaming through your lungs, hoping that someone may hear and help you.

And someone did. That person slowly and quietly looms closer, taking advantage of your full attention being on Sunghoon to take action.

Sunghoon turned his head towards you and you can’t describe what you felt when you met his cold dark eyes, “You will never find her, no one will.” and with that, he advanced making you scream in fear.

“Quiet, baby.” from your back, an arm hold you still, tugging your body closer to theirs. His free hand then went towards your face to cover you with a cloth, that slowly took your consciousness away.

Even before you can react and try freeing yourself, Jay’s familiar face came into your view.

“Shh, its all right. I’m here.” his whispers are muffled as everything slowly became black.

Sunghoon slid his hands inside his pockets while watching Jay fixed his hold on you. Eventually, a familiar black SUV parked near where they’re at then one of Jay’s men went outside to assist him.

He carries your unconscious body easily then carefully placed it inside the SUV. Sunghoon was just there, silently watching. His eyes roams around to check if there’s anybody to witness what they’re doing.

“Perfect.” Jay whispers and pants with a smile.

He closes the door to their car and glances at Hoon, still standing by the bus stop. He nods his head with a thumbs up that his friend only nonchalantly responded with a nod.

After Jay went inside the car and drove off along with you. Sunghoon trudges towards the bench when he stepped on something. He looked down and saw your keychain that fell off a while ago.

He sighs and picked it up. He stared at it for a while and realized that (friend name) had the exact same keychain. A small smile appears across his face, remembering you. His head perks up after hearing the arrival of the bus and as he walks towards it, he unconsciously slides the keychain inside his pocket.

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h-33-s-3-ung · 1 year ago

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Maknae in love

Synopsis: just a few things I think Niki would do with his partner. Aka you. (The members tease niki a lot in this story)

(Idol Niki x non idol reader)

Niki loves when he comes back from a long day of work to you sitting on the couch in their dorm. He immediately pushes all the boys away just to give you a tight and warm hug. The rest of the group would admire their youngest member being cute with you and acting like a baby (more than usual). He loves to tease his hyungs and so he would jokingly say things like: "You won’t believe what «…» hyung said to me today!" Or "They were tired of hearing me talk about you all day."

He was so exhausted and so while all the members did their usual evening routines, you went in the kitchen with Niki to make him some food. You always bought him some of his favorite snacks when you saw him. That day you had bought him strawberries and bungeoppang and as soon as he saw those he jumped from excitement. You both sat down and your boyfriend talked about his day (including all the pranks he did on his members)

You would both then go to the bathroom to brush your teeth and wash your faces before going to bed. You helped him with his skincare and he tried helping you with yours.

You both then entered your bedroom (which was shared with a few members) sunghoon would say things like: "Carefull y/n he might crush you to death in your sleep or worse…fart in your face. I wouldn’t approach him if I was you." "Oh shut up hoon!" You responded laughing

All the members went on their phones. Sunoo was watching a series on Netflix, sunghoon was watching his personal vlog on their YouTube channel and jungwon went on weverse to chat with engenes. You and Niki decided to sleep straight away. You were the closest to the wall while he was on the edge of the bed. Niki has a habit of hugging anything while sleeping so you were like his plushy. He hugged you from behind, holding you tightly and kissing your head. You both fell asleep quickly.

The next morning, you two were still in the same position. You were the first to wake up but you didn’t want to bother your boyfriend so you grabbed your phone that was under your pillow. The other boys were starting to wake up as well and you could hear sunoo say: "Jungwon! Look how cute our baby puma is. He loves her so much it’s so beautiful." You couldn’t help but smile.

Niki woke up about 20 minutes after you did and immediately greeted you with more kisses and hugs. You cuddled all night but he still missed you. You told him about the comment sunoo said earlier and he found it funny. Saying they all secretly admired your relationship even tho they tease him all day long because of it.

You both came out of the room to all the boys together eating breakfast and watching tv. They all greeted you both kindly yet still teasing their maknae as usual. "Hey sunoo I heard you this morning saying you thought we were cute. I never knew that." You said pointing in his direction. "Well it’s true…you two are so cute together, seeing you cuddle this morning was adorable. Niki is alway so happy to be with you and I just love seeing him happy." Sunoo admitted. The rest of the members agreed and you and Niki blushed.

They all had a day off that day so you and your boyfriend spent the rest of the day watching movies, playing games together and of course pranking and teasing the members as usual (especially Jake).

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That’s it for niki’s story, I hope you like it. I’m not that good at writing fluff but I try my best to. I’ll see you soon with another story. Ily!❤️

#Enhypen fluff #Enhypen Niki #Niki #fluff #Enhypen Niki fluff #Niki fluff #nishimura riki

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hoonvrs · 1 year ago

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NOONA — EP3: #SNOWAPPDIE

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LAST S. NOTES: can’t believe noona is now actually at an end 💔 thank you to everyone who liked/reblogged and commented i really do appreciate it especially since this is my first work here 🫂 probably won’t be my last smau cause i enjoyed this waayyyy too much

anyways i’m bad at this THANK YOU TO EVERYBODDYYY even if you started reading recently ily all MWAH 💋 ( if anyone finds me a man like hoon tell me ASAP !! )

going to miss our fave liverboy and livergirl v much☹️

SYNOPSIS: park sunghoon experienced love at first sight when he first laid eyes on his friends older sister. a series of sunghoon desperately trying to do anything in his power to get the girl and yang jungwon cockblocking him for funsies.

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okay here goes my all.

i want to say that I LOVE THE EPILOGUE AJ ? 22k words 😩😩 such a blessing fr . it is so well WELL written ilysm for creating such a masterpiece im so serious im so attached to this series like wtf ? and esp the dolls and HEESEUNG 🗣️🗣️🗣️

so. i see the mia girlie accepted jake but just like him i hold a grudge so her,, so her bf dumping her very deserved.

also i love how jaeyun just LOVES yn so so so much 😭😭😭 reassuring her a lot and caring for her hes the sweetest ever like bless u little angel <3 and also him sensing the feelings she does have for hoonie and also seeing their connection too and like,, agreeing to the whole thing with hoon (i would never like my jealous ass wouldn’t do it personally so jake ily)

also the sex scene 😭😭😭😭😭 THAT WAS HOT🙌🏻 loved the mp reference too 🤭 BUT YEAH pls get me between jakehoon too ?? wtf as a jakehoon biased girlie i in fact did NOT survive this

also, as a heeseung supporter on this doll fic i have to say,,, i would’ve dropped on my knees. anything for you my prince. but i just ??? like you describe his aura so good u had even me fooled so … maybe thats why i consider hee so hot in this fic 😥 ( master manipulator oh youre so good at what you do… )

and the ending. i can’t say i saw it coming because i didn’t. i seriously was ready for yn to leave hoon behind ? but she offered her soul for him.. i dont want my future bf / husband if hes not offering his soul for me seriously. yn set a standard.

so yes overall, 100/10, showstopping, never the same , brilliant etc . i cant thank you enough for this fic 😩😩

ps. now an epilogue of an epilogue where demon!sunghoon goes rogue like ripper!stefan and shit id eat that up fr jk jk sjsjd

ps2. you had to kill me with the alt ending BC I WOULDVE EATEN THAT UP SOOO MUCH even though my heart wouldve broken for jongseong but wtv it will pass ?? and i couldve had another ynhee sex scene ?? and i couldve … had it all 😥😥😥😥 (sonny dead)

i added in her bf dumping her for you so you could have her suffer a little icl lmaoo. jaeyun will always be attentive in every fic i write like he just fits the loving bf theme sm. doll jaeyun's heart is just so full of love and all he wants is everyone to be happy even if it means his bestie bonking his missus lmao 😭 (could not be me either but if im yn then i say more the merrier)

i'd sell my soul to heesueung to be w jakehoon forever bc thats the easiest decision i would ever make in my life ahsjdb

the ynhee sex scene would have been so hot too like the ideas i had were spectacular (sorry you won't get it)

thank you for reading baby <3 i love u more than anything

#aj answers

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won4kiss · 2 months ago

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── ❝ ꒰ 𝐼’𝑀 𝐼𝑁 𝐿𝒪𝑉𝐸 𝑊𝐼𝑇𝐻 𝒜 𝒞𝑅𝐼𝑀𝐼𝑁𝒜𝐿 .ᐟㅤ ៸៸﹙ 박성훈 ﹚ ᶻ𐰁

𝓢𝙐𝙈𝙈𝘼𝙍𝙔﹕in the glamorous world of italian high society, you, a detective, are on the trail of sunghoon—a charismatic art thief who targets the morally corrupt. as you close in on him, the line between duty and desire blurs, leading to a series of encounters filled with tension and unexpected twists. amidst a glittering art party and a shocking betrayal, you must confront your own emotions and decide between justice and an irresistible connection with sunghoon. with danger and passion entwined, the stakes couldn’t be higher.

୨୧ 𝓖𝙀𝙉𝙍𝙀﹕forbidden romance au, in love with a criminal trope!! strangers to lovers, romance, slight angst, fluff, oneshot.

୨୧ 𝓟𝘼𝙄𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙂﹕criminal!sunghoon x detective! reader, platonic best friend! jisung (nct jisung god i love him!!) LIBRARY . . .

୨୧ 𝓦𝙊𝙍𝘿 𝓒𝙊𝙐𝙉𝙏﹕5k+

୨୧ 𝓦𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎﹕angst (happy ending dw!!), character death, blood, weapons, gun mentioned, slightly suggestive? (barely..), swearing, kissing, obviously robbery and illegal things!! + not proofread & y/n being a shit detective…

𝓟𝗟𝗔𝗬𝗟i𝗦𝗧 ﹕venice bitch, lana del rey! chemtrails over the country club, lana del rey! white mustang, lana del rey! lust for life, lana del rey! kiss it better, rihanna! heartbeat, childish gambino! marjorie, taylor swift! labyrinth, taylor swift! my tears ricochet, taylor swift! how to disappear, lana del rey!

﹙ ℒ ﹚── the playlist was mostly lana.. neways THIS IS MY THANK U FOR 1K FIC AAA, its almost been a week but i wanted to make the perfect post for u guysss<3 enhablr is full of some of the nicest most amazing cutest ppl i’ve ever met and a superrrrr big thank u to my moots ily guys sm :( thank u thank u thank u﹗ ❞ ⸝⸝

VENICE THRIVES IN THE IN-BETWEENS—IN THE SPACES BETWEEN LIGHT AND DARK, in between the past and present, in between beauty and decay.

it’s in these in-betweens that you find yourself as you walk the narrow streets, your footsteps echoing off the stone walls.

you're a detective, dedicated and relentless, known for your sharp instincts and unwavering determination to society— but for the past few months, one case has consumed you—one man who continually slips through your fingers.

park sunghoon.

his name alone is enough to make your blood boil.

sunghoon lives in the shadows of the city, a ghost who appears only to vanish again.

he’s a thief, a murderer, but also something more—a man who has captivated you in ways you’re reluctant to admit.

he’s a contradiction, an enigma, a man who does terrible things but for reasons that are almost noble— almost.

your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of water lapping against the side of a gondola.

you pause, looking out over the canal, your breath misting in the cool night air.

you have to find him. you have to stop him.

but there’s something else, something deeper, that drives you—and that’s what you fear will be the end of you.

the first time you encountered sunghoon, it was supposed to be a typical routine raid.

the intel had come in just hours before—an illegal auction was taking place at a high-end gallery hidden in the heart of venice.

rare paintings, priceless artifacts, things that should have been in museums, were being sold to the highest bidder.

and at the center of it all, the man you had been hunting: park sunghoon.

you arrived at the gallery with your team, your heart pounding with anticipation.

you had studied every detail of the building, memorized every possible escape route.

this time, you were going to catch him—you were sure of it.

but when you stepped inside, you realized that park sunghoon was always one step ahead.

the auction was over, the gallery nearly empty, except for a few lingering figures in the shadows.

and then you saw him—a tall, lean figure dressed in black, standing before a painting that had just been sold for an obscene amount of money.

for a moment, you were frozen in place— you had seen pictures of him, of course, but seeing him in person was different.

he was... striking, with sharp features and an air of confidence that bordered on arrogance.

but what caught you off guard the most were his eyes—dark, intense, and filled with something you couldn’t name.

“ah and you’re.. detective y/n, i presume?”sunghoon’s voice is smooth, almost playful, as he turns to face you.

“i’ve heard so much about you.”

you snap out of your daze, your hand quickly moving to the gun at your side.

“you’re under arrest, park sunghoon. don’t make this harder than it needs to be.”

he chuckles softly, a sound that sends a shiver down your spine. “oh, but where’s the fun in that?”

before you can react, sunghoon moves, faster than ever, slipping through the shadows as if he were a ghost— never even there.

you curse under your breath as you chase after him, your heart pounding with adrenaline.

you can hear his footsteps echoing in the empty hallways, always just out of reach.

he leads you on a chase through the gallery, up staircases and through darkened corridors—until you reach the rooftop.

the moonlight had an eerie glow over the city as you finally cornered him, your gun trained on his chest.

“it’s over, sunghoon,” you say, breathless but determined.

but instead of surrendering, sunghoon just smiles—a small, almost amused smile.

“sorry pretty—not quite.”

with a swift movement, he disarms you, the gun falling to the ground with a clatter.

you barely have time to register what has happened before sunghoon is gone, disappearing into the night like he had never been there.

as you stand there, alone on the rooftop, you realize two things: sunghoon is unlike any criminal you’ve ever faced, and you’re in deep, deep trouble.

the second time you cross paths with sunghoon, it’s at a private villa along the canals.

the villa belongs to an infamous art collector, a man with a taste for the illicit.

word has gotten out that sunghoon is planning to steal a painting that has been missing for centuries, a masterpiece worth more than most people would see in a lifetime.

you’ve been waiting for him, hidden among the shadows as you watch the party unfold.

the guests are wealthy, powerful, the kind of people who think they’re untouchable.

but tonight, you’re not interested in them.

you’re interested in the man who is about to absolutely ruin their night.

you spot him just as he’s making his move—dressed in a black suit, he blends in perfectly with the other guests, but you knew better.

you can feel his presence, like a predator stalking its prey.

you wait until he’s just about to grab the painting before making your move.

“going somewhere?” you ask, stepping out of the shadows, your gun aimed at his back.

sunghoon doesn’t even flinch. he turns to face you, his expression calm, almost bored.

“you again? i must say, detective y/n, you’re persistent.”

“and you’re under arrest,” you reply, your voice steady.

“hands up. now.”

he raises his hands, but there’s a glint in his eyes that makes your stomach twist.

“you know, you’re much prettier in person,” he says, his tone teasing.

you grit your teeth. “this isn’t a game, sunghoon.”

“isn’t it?” he replies, taking a step closer.

“you chase me, i run. it’s all part of the fun, isn’t it?”

“fun?” you can hardly believe what you’re hearing.

“you’ve stolen millions of dollars, you’ve killed people, and you think this is fun?”

he’s right in front of you now, so close you can feel the warmth of his breath against your skin.

“only the ones who deserve it,” he whispers, his voice low and dangerous.

“and trust me, detective, they all deserved it— and i think you know that.”

your grip on your gun tightens, but before you can react, sunghoon moves, faster than you can follow.

in an instant, he has disarmed you, his hand closing around your wrist as he twists your arm behind your back.

you struggle, but he’s stronger, his grip like iron.

“you really need to work on your technique,” he murmurs in your ear, his voice sending a shiver down your spine.

“you’re good, but not good enough.”

with that, he releases you, stepping back with a smirk.

“until next time, detective y/n.”

and just like that, he’s gone, leaving you standing in the empty room, your heart pounding with a mix of frustration and something else you don’t want to name.

a few weeks later— you’re yet again attending another event.

by the time you find yourself at the gala, you’re more determined than ever to catch sunghoon.

you’ve been tracking him for months at this point, chasing him through the streets of venice, but he always manages to slip away, but this time, you’re ready.

this time, you won’t let him escape.

the gala is a grand affair, held in one of venice’s most luxurious palazzos.

the guests are the crème de la crème of society, dressed in their finest clothes, sipping champagne as they admire the beautiful pieces of art on display.

you’re there undercover, wearing an elegant red dress that clings to your curves, your hair styled in loose curls that cascade down your back.

you feel out of place among the wealthy elite, but you don’t let it show.

you’re focused, your eyes scanning the room for any sign of park sunghoon.

you know he’ll be there—he can’t resist a good heist, especially when there’s a painting as valuable as the one on display tonight.

it doesn’t take long for you to spot him—he’s standing by the bar, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, looking every bit the part of a wealthy art connoisseur.

but you know better. you know what he really is.

taking a deep breath, you make your way over to him, your heart pounding with anticipation.

this is it. this is your chance.

“care for a drink?” sunghoon asks as you approach, his voice smooth as silk.

you resist the urge to roll your eyes. “you know why i’m here, sunghoon.”

he raises an eyebrow, a small smile playing on his lips. “do i?”

“yes,” you reply, your voice firm.

“and i’m not letting you get away this time.”

sunghoon chuckles softly, shaking his head slightly.

“you’re always so serious, detective. i mean— seriously—you should relax more.”

his words are casual, but there’s something in his tone that makes your heart skip a beat.

he’s toying with you, like a cat with a mouse.

you try to ignore the way your pulse quickens, the way his proximity affects you.

“this ends tonight,” you say, your voice steady despite the inner turmoil inside you.

“i’m bringing you in.”

“is that so?” he murmurs, leaning closer until you can feel the heat of his breath against your cheek.

“and how exactly do you plan to do that?”

your breath catches in your throat, your resolve wavering for a split second.

but you can’t afford to let your guard down—not now— you felt it, you were so close.

you reach for the gun hidden beneath your dress, but once again— sunghoon is faster.

he grabs your wrist, pulling you against him, his grip firm but not painful.

“you really should know better by now,” he whispers, his lips brushing against your ear.

“you can’t catch me, angel.”

you struggle to pull away, but he holds you close, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that makes your heart race.

for a moment, you’re caught in his gaze, unable to look away.

there’s something there, something dark and dangerous, but also something that draws you in, makes you want to know more— makes you want to find out.

but you can’t afford to let yourself get distracted, not now. you wrench your arm free, taking a step back, your gun trained on him once more.

“don’t move,” you warn, your voice trembling slightly despite your best efforts to keep it steady.

but sunghoon just smiles, that infuriatingly smug smile that makes you want to wipe it off his face.

“you won’t shoot me,” he says confidently.

“and what makes you so sure of that?” you demand, narrowing your eyes at him.

“because you’re a good person,” he replies simply.

“and good people don’t shoot unarmed men.”

you hate that he’s right, hate that he knows you so well.

but more than that, you hate the way your heart flutters when he looks at you like that, as if he knows every thought running through your head.

before you can respond, sunghoon takes advantage of your hesitation, disarming you with a slick motion.

the gun clatters to the floor, and you find yourself pinned against the wall, his body pressed against yours.

“let me go,” you demand, but your voice lacks conviction.

his presence overwhelms you, his scent, his heat, everything about him consuming your senses.

he leans in closer, his lips just inches from yours. “you don’t really want that, do you?” he murmurs, his voice low and the most serious it had been the entire night.

your breath hitches, your resolve once again crumbling under his intense gaze.

you should resist, should push him away, but instead, you find yourself leaning in, your lips brushing against his in a moment of weakness.

it’s a kiss filled with all the pent-up frustration, the unspoken tension that has been building between you since the moment you first met.

it’s wrong, so wrong, but it feels so right, and for a moment, you let yourself get lost in it, forgetting everything else.

but then— reality comes crashing back, and you pull away, your heart pounding with a mix of fear and desire.

“this- this doesn’t change anything,” you whisper, your voice shaky.

sunghoon’s eyes darken, his expression unreadable.

“doesn’t it through?” he asks tilting his head, almost taunting you.

before you can respond, he steps back, releasing you from his grip gently.

“until next time, detective,” he says, his tone both teasing and sincere.

and then he’s gone, disappearing into the crowd before you can even process what just happened.

you stand there, breathless and confused, your mind racing with conflicting emotions.

you should be furious, should be focused on catching him, but all you can think about is the way his lips felt against yours.

the final confrontation comes on a misty night by sile river.

you’ve tracked sunghoon to this place, a place he visited quite often—secluded spot away from the prying eyes of the public.

the river flows quietly, the water reflecting the lights of the city in the distance.

it’s a beautiful, peaceful sight, but the tension in the air could be cut with a knife.

you spot him standing by the water’s edge, his back to you— for a moment, you hesitate, your heart pounding in your chest.

this is it. the moment you’ve been waiting for.

but as you approach, something in you shifts—you can’t deny the feelings that have been growing inside you, the connection you’ve felt with him despite everything, despite all your differences.

“sunghoon,” you call out, your voice carrying over the sound of the water.

he turns to face you, his expression unreadable.

“y/n,” he greets you, his tone surprisingly soft.

you take a deep breath, bracing yourself for what’s to come. “this.. has to end.”

sunghoon nods slowly, his gaze never leaving yours. “i know, y/n.”

you swallow hard, your emotions warring inside you— the way he whispered your name.

“i can’t keep doing this. i can’t keep chasing you, knowing that… knowing that i…”

“that you what?” he prompts gently, taking a step closer.

you close your eyes, the words catching in your throat.

“that i.. that i care about you,” you finally admit, your voice barely above a whisper.

sunghoon’s expression softens, and he closes the distance between you, his hand reaching out to cup your cheek.

“i don’t like it— trust me, but i care about you too,” he confesses, his voice full of sincerity.

your heart aches with the truth of it, with the impossible situation you found yourselves in.

“but you’re a criminal,” you say, your voice trembling in hurt.

“i’m supposed to catch you, to stop you.”

he nods, his thumb gently brushing over your skin. “i know. and you will. but not tonight, okay?”

you shake your head, tears stinging your eyes.

“i don’t want to hurt you.”

“you won’t,” he assures you, his voice steady.

“but i can’t stop what i’m doing—i can’t let the people i care about— the city suffer at the hands of monsters.”

“i know,” you whisper, your heart breaking for him, for both of you.

“but i can’t keep pretending that this is just a game, that it doesn’t matter.”

“it matters,” he says softly, his eyes filled with emotion.

“it matters more than anything.”

before you can say anything else, he pulls you into his arms, his lips finding yours in a kiss that is both desperate and soft.

you kiss him back, pouring all your conflicted feelings into the embrace, knowing that this may possibly be the last time.

when you finally pull away, you rest your forehead against his, your breath mixing with his.

“what happens now?”

sunghoon sighs, his hand still cradling your face.

“i don’t know. but i do know that i can’t stay away from you. not anymore.”

you close your eyes, letting the weight of his words sink in.

you know that this is far from over, that the road ahead will be difficult and uncertain.

but in this moment with him, with him holding you close, you can’t bring yourself to care about what is eventually coming to take place.

it had been weeks since that night by the sile river, the night when sunghoon had held you close, confessed the unspoken feelings, and kissed you with a desperation that left you breathless.

since then, you’ve been wrestling with the conflicting emotions inside of you, caught between your duty as a detective and the growing affection you feel for sunghoon.

you’re in a dimly lit warehouse, pacing back and forth—the shadows dance around you, lit by the single lightbulb hanging from the ceiling.

your thoughts are consumed by sunghoon, the way he looked at you, the way he made you feel.

it’s a constant tug-of-war between your professional responsibilities and your personal feelings.

jisung, your best friend and partner, is hunched over a stack of files on a table.

“you alright, y/n?” he asks, his voice breaking through your pacing thoughts.

you nod, forcing a smile. “yeah, just thinking. we’re close to getting sunghoon this time. i can feel it.”

jisung raises an eyebrow, a hint of concern in his eyes.

“you sure you’re up for this? you’ve seemed... distracted lately— no one would blame you.”

you bite your lip, unsure how to explain the conflict rising inside you.

“i’m fine ji... just focused.”

but you know the truth, every encounter with sunghoon, every conversation with him, has only deepened your feelings— and it’s making your job increasingly difficult.

the art party is in full swing. it’s an extravagant affair, filled with the elite of italy’s society.

elegant gowns and tuxedos move gracefully through the luxurious venue, their laughter mingling with the clinking of champagne filled glasses.

the centerpiece of the evening is a rare painting, the very piece sunghoon has been eyeing for years.

you and jisung are undercover, dressed to blend in with the crowd.

you’re wearing a stunning white dress that feels both empowering and confining.

it’s hard to focus on anything other than sunghoon and the swirling emotions inside you.

you spot sunghoon across the room, and your heart stops— his dark suit and confident demeanor making him stand out even among the wealthy guests.

he’s conversing with a group of influential individuals, but you can’t shake the feeling that he’s aware of your presence.

his gaze occasionally flickers toward you, sending shivers down your spine.

jisung nudges you, breaking your concentration. “keep it together, y/n. remember the plan.”

you nod, trying to refocus. “right.. we wait for him to make a move.”

but sunghoon isn’t making it easy—he’s playful, almost taunting you with his confident demeanor.

his eyes lock onto yours from across the room, a smirk playing at his lips.

the way he looks at you makes your heart race and your resolve waver, he knows he’s getting to you.

you glance at jisung, who’s preoccupied with monitoring the guests.

the party goes on, the noise and glamour creating a number of distractions.

you can feel the tension building, the stakes high— you know that tonight is crucial.

the night carries on as planned— and just as you think you’ve cornered him, all exits blocked and all streets surrounding the venue closed, a sudden commotion erupts.

you hear gunshots—your heart leaps into your chest.

panic flows all around you, and you see jisung— your best friend fall to the ground, a look of shock and pain on his face.

your breath catches as you rush to jisung’s side, desperately trying to stop the bleeding— the blood staining your dress a bright red, a sight out of a horror movie for most people.

“jisung! ji.. stay with me!” you shout, tears clouding your view but his eyes undeniably are already growing dim.

a criminal, someone you don’t recognize but who clearly knows the world you’re dealing with, slips through the chaos— running towards the exit.

you’re too late to catch him, your focus is entirely on jisung, but as you look around, you see the grim reality—your team is more concerned with capturing sunghoon than with jisung’s life.

with jisung’s final breath, he manages a faint, painful smile as his fingers laced with yours grow faint.

“i’m- i’m sorry, y/n. i’m sorry...”

tears blur your vision as you hold him in your arms, your heart breaking into pieces.

you scream for help, but the response from your team is cold and detached.

they tell you they can’t redirect resources to find the man who did this because they need to focus on capturing sunghoon.

“you can’t be serious,” you say, your voice breaking with disbelief.

“jisung is dead, and you don’t care?”

“detective y/n!— remember the main priority at point!”

the team’s response is a dismissive shrug, their focus entirely on the bigger picture.

anger and sorrow floods through you— you storm out, leaving behind the cold, indifferent faces of those you once considered allies.

you arrive at the sile river, why? you really don’t know— maybe you were there because you were in need of comfort, of sunghoon.

all you could do was hope he would come find you.

your white— now red dress was an eerie contrast against the dark night.

the river’s surface reflects the dim city lights, but it offers little comfort.

you collapse onto the grass, sobbing uncontrollably.

the weight of jisung’s death and the betrayal of your team bear down on you, crushing your spirit— crushing everything you’ve ever believed.

as you weep, a figure approaches— you look up, your tear-streaked face illuminated by the faint light.

it’s sunghoon, his eyes are filled with a mix of sadness and something deeper—something that mirrors your own turmoil.

“you’re here,” you say, your voice trembling.

you pull out your gun, but your hands are shaking too much to hold it steady.

sunghoon watches you with a sad, resigned smile.

“if you really want to do it, i’m not stopping you,” he says softly.

you felt your heart break at his words—your resolve shatters. the gun falls from your hands, landing with a soft thud on the grass.

you collapse into a heap, your sobs shaking your entire body.

sunghoon sits beside you, his presence both comforting and agonizing.

he wraps his arms around you, holding you close. “it’s okay,” he murmurs.

“i’m here y/n, i’m not leaving.”

as you let yourself be comforted by him, the feelings you’ve been fighting against surge forward.

you realize that despite everything, you’ve never felt more connected to anyone.

his touch was soothing, his warmth comforting presence to your broken heart.

after a while, you pull away slightly, meeting his gaze.

“i.. sunghoon- i don’t know what to do anymore. i know what we have is wrong, but it feels so right.”

sunghoon’s expression softens, his eyes filled with understanding.

“i know. but it doesn’t have to be wrong. it doesn’t have to end like this.”

you lean in, and he meets you halfway—the kiss is both tender and desperate, a mix of all the feelings you’ve been trying to suppress.

it’s a kiss filled with promise and hope, even in the face of overwhelming uncertainty.

as you pull away, you rest your forehead against his, your breath mixing with his.

“what now?” you ask, your voice a whisper.

sunghoon sighs, his hand still cradling your face. “we’ll figure it out. together.”

in that moment, you feel a glimmer of peace amidst the chaos.

the future is uncertain, and the road ahead is filled with challenges.

but for now, with sunghoon by your side, you feel a sense of belonging that you haven’t felt in a long time.

the journey is far from over, but as you stand together, you try to convince yourself that with whatever happens next, you’ll face it side by side.

weeks have passed since that night by the river.

you’ve struggled to find balance between your duty and your emotions.

sunghoon remains there in your mind, but your heart is no longer in the chase.

the trauma of jisung’s death and the betrayal you felt have left you reeling.

you’ve made a decision that changes everything— you arrange a meeting with sunghoon in a secluded location, away from prying eyes.

when he arrives, there’s a mix of surprise and hope in his eyes.

“i’m done,” you say, your voice steady despite the turmoil inside you.

“i can’t keep doing this anymore..”

sunghoon’s eyes search yours, his expression unreadable.

“what are you saying?”

you take a deep breath, your heart pounding.

“i’m saying that i’m done chasing you. i’m done pretending that i don’t care. i want to be with you, sunghoon. but i can’t do that and be a detective at the same time.”

sunghoon’s gaze softens, a glimmer of relief in his eyes.

“i understand, took you long enough..” he whispered with a childish pout which you let out a small grin at.

you step closer, taking his hand. “i don’t know what the future holds, but i just want to be with you. no more fighting my feelings, no more running. just us.. and i think jisung would’ve wanted me to be happy too..”

sunghoon looks at your intertwined hands, his expression filled with affection.

“are you sure about this, y/n?”

“yes,” you say, your voice filled with honestly.

“i’m sure, park sunghoon.”

he pulls you into his arms, holding you close.

“then we’ll figure it out. together.”

as you stand there, wrapped in his embrace, you feel a sense of resolution.

the future is uncertain, but with sunghoon by your side, everything feels okay once again.

for now, all that matters is that you’re together. and that’s enough.

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heerinnie · 1 year ago

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𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 ★ 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍

𝟏𝟗 • ‘𝟎𝟓 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫 • 𝐄𝐍𝐅𝐏-𝐓 • 𝐒𝐡𝐞/𝐇𝐞𝐫 • 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐃𝐍𝐈 🔞

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𝐥.𝐡𝐬 ❤︎︎ 𝐩.𝐣𝐬 ❤︎︎ 𝐧.𝐫𝐤

𝐍𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐤 first date with jay

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taeghi · 2 years ago

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jay takes the lead

— jay takes the lead (HIS PROFILE)

➤ summary : smart boy jay wants to take his turn first by inviting you over to his house to study, he'll show you how much of a good girl you are for studying so well, and hopefully, you'll take his compliments to the heart.

➤ jay x reader | smut, fluff?, PWP | includes praise, spanking, oral, handjob, and protected sex.

➤ word count : 12k

part of the bets are meant to be won series

minors do NOT interact

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➤ the prologue

your senior year of high school started out dull, and you thought it would’ve ended just as dull, and not with jay park forcing your seatmate to move so he could sit with you.

your biology class was never eventful during the last semester of high school. haewon had ditched the class within the first week, which meant that you would have to continue the rest of the semester with no friends in the class. you were annoyed at first, nagging haewon about it every time you were together, but you sucked it up after a while.

biology wasn’t the most fun subject, but you told yourself that you would be able to get through it alone.

the girl that sat beside you, in the end, was quiet, so quiet that neither of you ever talked to each other. you were the type of person that would only feel comfortable talking to a person if you were acquainted with them. so every time you offered your eraser to her or picked up something she had dropped, it was awkward.

everyone else in the class was people that you had never spoken to before either. you had multiple classes with some of them throughout your high school career, but you were never friends with them. there were a bunch of ‘popular kids’ in your biology class that took up the middle rows of seats. the popular kids never bothered you since you always kept to yourself and you expected that none of them even knew you.

none of them except for jay park; and two other boys that you happened to once be acquainted with.

the last time you had a proper conversation with jay park was most likely during the middle of your sophomore year. it was when the both of you sat beside each other (you on the right with him on the left) in your math class during the first semester. when the second semester started you remember that you had zero shared classes with him.

then, the following fall when the junior year started, jay was officially considered one of the popular kids. along with jake sim and sunghoon park.

you’re certain that jake sim was the first one of the trio to become popular in sophomore year. thanks to his outgoing and charming personality and his natural good looks. then, a year later when puberty had finally caught up to jay and sunghoon park, and jake had successfully brought them into the popular crowd, their popularity also increased.

it shocked you at first to see the three of them walk through the halls so confidently with sleazy smirks on their faces as everyone around them couldn’t help but steal a glance at them on their way. it also shocked you when you started to hear more and more gossip about them during your study sessions in the library, or directly from haewon.

it wasn’t really hard to tell that jake, jay and sunghoon were good-looking guys. it was just hard to take in that they were the same three boys that you were once friends with in freshman year. jay park was once a nerdy almost awkward guy that would never cross his father over anything. sunghoon park used to be so lanky and shy that you would rarely know of his existence, he could never make eye contact with you for more than one second.

but out of the three of them, it was harder to accept jake’s new reputation and look the most.

jake sim and you are born exactly one month apart from one another. if jake had waited one more month to be born, then your mothers would have been even more excited about their shared pregnancy (and you wouldn't have to hear about how he's 'older than you' every time you guys argue.).

jake’s parents met your parents during college, and they had formed their own friend group through their early twenties. they got married around the same time and found out that they were pregnant around the same time. they even shared a baby shower together.

therefore, jake and you had been forcibly inseparable during your childhood, and over time and with age the forced part of your miserableness faded and you spent a lot of time together willingly.

you did everything together. majority of your firsts were together; the first day of school, first loose tooth, first time going abroad. you even shared your first crushes with each other, yours was lee heeseung who was a year older than you both and always politely smiled at you while he spoke to jake a few times. and jake’s first crush was im yeojin, an outgoing short girl that always cared about everyone during her elementary school days. neither of you acted on your crushes, but you both knew of them and they eventually disappeared.

when high school started you were sure that you and jake would continue to be best friends throughout it, continue to have firsts with each other and get through it together. it was just as you imagined it would be during your freshman year, although jake had brought in jay and sunghoon into your friendship group.

you admit that you were wary of jay and sunghoon joining. but you quickly adapted to them and tried to become friends, too. you and jay clicked almost instantly, being able to talk about anything and sharing the idea that grades were important. jay was open about how strict his father was on him about everything, but mostly school. his father was very successful and wanted his son to be just as successful as him. he asked jay to take his studies seriously, which meant having almost no fun outside of school hours. your parents weren’t as strict as his were, but you still forced yourself to study more than maybe you should’ve. so, it led to jay and you studying together in the library when sunghoon and jake were elsewhere, probably working out in the school’s fitness room during break.

it was harder to become close with sunghoon, and you don’t think you ever were. there are a few memories that you could recall with him during your freshman year, like sharing a drink together in the movie theatre during your group's monthly theatre visit, sitting back against the hallway’s wall watching jay and jake easily go up to others and talk to them freely. and there was once when he had spilt his drink in the hallway, and you helped him clean it up. you remember how bright his cheeks and ears went from embarrassment, not looking anywhere except the ground as he scrambled to find something to clean it up with. you aren’t sure where jake and jay were, but you knew that no one in the hallway was looking at him like he thought there was.

though you had created a friendship with jay, and some sort of one with sunghoon, both of it faded along with your friendship with jake during sophomore year.

it started slowly at first, like jake saying he wants to go to a party instead of to your movie nights, or ditching you at lunch to go driving with lee heeseung and his friends. it went from texting each other every day to only texting once a week, to once a month to check in on each other, to not texting at all. you aren’t even sure if the number you have saved for him on your phone is still his number.

since jay and sunghoon were technically friends with jake first, it only made sense for them to hang out with him instead of you. at least that’s what you told yourself.

there was a weird feeling to it during the end of your sophomore year where jake would only smile at you if he was alone and not with some of the popular kids. it was weird to walk past jake, jay and sunghoon and act like you had no idea who they were. like you had no memories with them. frankly, it hurt you, but you told yourself (and everyone else) that it didn’t.

since jay and you both took advanced classes, it was frequent that you and he would have shared classes. during sophomore year, when jake and you slowly started to drift apart, you were seeing jay more and more. for some projects, you were even partners. you never asked jay if jake had mentioned anything about defriending you, but you figured that he must’ve. jay never brought up jake around you, he acted as if jake never even existed when it was just the two of you.

even during junior year, when the trio’s popularity had started to sink in, jay would sit beside you in some of your classes; he would stop and say hi to you in the hallway and ask how you were, sometimes he’d even ask you for aspirin in class from a hangover headache he was dealing with.

you never judged any of them for falling into the party life, but you weren’t afraid to do the opposite to them when it came to their decisions they had made. you had overheard once that the three of them had broken every window of an expensive car at some party they went to and bribed everyone with money (jay’s father’s money) to not snitch on them. haewon told you that last summer, the three of them had taken some girls down to the lake everyone swam at, hooked up in the water and then took their clothes before they realized. people were talking about the three girls walking through town naked all summer.

you haven’t really spoken to or seen jay since junior year, as senior year was really busy for you and you didn’t have any classes together, except for your biology class.

you noticed that jay was in your biology class on the first day when haewon was still in the class, and you were sitting beside her. you noticed his eyes land briefly on you before he slipped into a seat somewhere in front of you amidst his popular friends. it was the first time that you and jay park would share a class and wouldn’t sit beside each other in it. you couldn’t care too much about it at first since haewon was with you, but when she left, you couldn’t help but think about jay casually walking over and taking her abandoned spot.

nonetheless, yuri sat beside you before you could think more of jay park and you didn’t think about it again.

that is until yuri was forcibly told to go sit somewhere else, which you caught bits and pieces of through your music, and took your headphones off your head when you felt a new presence plop down beside you.

your senior year was almost over and you had two months until you had to graduate, so you weren’t sure at first why someone would want to switch seating arrangements at this point. but seeing jay park sitting beside you, a casual smirk on his face as he looked right back at you, made any curiosity leave you.

it also made you happy that haewon fucking hated biology.

the first day that jay sits beside you, you don't get a chance to ask him any of the questions racing through your head. you want to know why after all this time, he is now paying attention to you, let alone sitting beside you. you want to ask him how he is and if his father is still pressuring him to get good grades. you wonder for a second if he's sat beside you just so he can ask you for another pain killer for his raging hangover headache.

you want to ask him if he's been dared to come to sit beside you from the glances his friends are sending your way. you manage to ignore their glares and the fact that jay park was sitting beside you for the rest of the class as you focus on what your teacher was talking about.

at the end of the period, as other students start to pack their bags and leave school for the day, jay turns to you, a soft smile on his lips. his tan skin was prettier up close, just like you'd heard from everyone else. his heart-shaped birthmark is the same on his neck, and you find yourself too busy staring at it to notice the mischievous glint in his eye.

as the class becomes increasingly empty, the teacher calls jay's name, tearing both of his eyes away from each other at her voice. she asks him to come up to talk to her about an extra assignment. Jay gives you a sympathetic look before he swings his bag over his shoulder and goes up to her.

you watch for a second as the two of them start to look over a paper together. You take your chance to slip out of the classroom, hopefully with neither of them noticing.

it shocks you with the number of emotions you were quickly feeling with jay sitting beside you for an entire hour with no chance of talking to each other. for years you had said to yourself that you were frustrated with jay for so quickly ditching you and forgetting about you when he gained sudden popularity. it hurts you that jay made it seem like it was so easy for you to be disregarded by him and his life. you told yourself that you would always hold that against him.

so why did you feel such a strong urge to reconnect with him the second he sat beside you?

before you get far enough from the classroom door to be out of view, you hear jay call your name, making you turn your body back towards him, "wait a sec!" jay walks up to you. You stay because you're curious about what he has to say, "you're really gonna sneak out on me when we haven't even said a word to each other?"

you pick up on the teasing tone in his voice and tell yourself to not let your cheeks turn bright red from the embarrassment of him realizing what you just tried to do.

"w-well," you shake your head, "no!"

"no?" jay raises an eyebrow, a playful smirk not leaving his lips as he looks down at you.

"no." you state, trying to remain serious, "i just have things to do after school, and i can't wait around after class since i have to do them."

"what type of things?"

"important things."

jay snorts at your answer, "can your important things be put on hold for me?"

your jaw catches itself before it ultimately falls open at his sudden question, "um," you start but don't know where to continue. jay's unexpected forwardness today is something you would have never thought would happen. it was odd that he kicked out your seatmate to sit beside you, but now that he wants to spend time with you is just bizarre.

"c'mon, y/n, when was the last time you and i have hung out?" jay nudges you with a smile.

you feel your shoulders drop at the recollection of exactly why you and jay hadn't hung out in so long, not being able to cover the scowl on your face as you respond to him, "i don't know, when was the last time jay? must've been before you started ignoring me."

jay's smile drops, "y/n i-."

"no, it's fine, jay, i get it; you were friends with jake first after all, so why don't we just continue how it is right now."

"i wasn't ignoring you, y/n."

you scoff and turn on your heel, but jay's hand on your arm prevents you, "y/n, i'm sorry, but i wasn't ignoring you, we just," jay pauses to find the correct word to use, "we just drifted apart."

"drifted apart?" you repeat his words and take a step towards him so your bodies are almost touching, "no, you drifted away from me when you realized that you could be popular."

it's silent between you two as you stand facing each other in the hallway. your chest is heaving from the anger that was forming in your chest during your rant. jay's eyes look sullen and a slight frown is on his lips as he looks down at you.

"i'm sorry, y/n." he apologizes again; the sincerity in his voice makes it hard for you to look at him and your eyes drift to the vinyl floor. when you don't give him an answer, you feel his hand under your chin begin to gently lift your face so you can look at him, "i mean it, y/n, i'm sorry. i didn't mean to make us drift apart from each other, i want to fix things between us."

"why did you wait all this time to try to fix things? i mean, why are you reaching out now?"

jay forces himself to not tense up at your questions, knowing that if he did, you would sense that something was off about him. the sad look in your eyes made jay feel slightly bad about his true actions as to why he was standing in front of you now. he was sure that if he told you the truth about the bet he had bargained with his friends, you would walk away from him right now and never look at him again.

"because I realized that high school is almost over, and there are some mistakes i've made during the past years, and I want to try to fix them. and one of those mistakes is letting our friendship just fade out, letting us drift apart." jay's not usually fazed about lying or how easily he is at it. Still, a feeling sets deep into his stomach as the words leave his mouth. jay hopes that he covers the suddenness of the weird feeling with the smirk he puts on his face.

you keep your eyebrow raised as you respond to him, "so, you want us to be friends again?"

"yes."

you cross your arms over your chest and scan him, trying to pick up on anything weird from him. the smirk he's kept on his face for almost all of high school remains on his face as he stares at you with an almost innocent expression.

"c'mon, y/n, remember when we used to have fun together?" jay tries to persuade you into accepting his offer of friendship, "it's those memories that made me realize how much fun i've missed out on with you in the past years."

you try to keep a straight face, but the memory of you and jay pushing jake into his pool with all his clothes still on makes a small smile appear on your face that jay unfortunately notices.

"y/n," jay whines and slips his arm around your shoulders, "think about all the fun we can have together again," he leans in close to you, so his lips are against your ear, "all the trouble."

you gulp at his tone and choice of words and gently back away from his grasp, "fine." your voice comes out meek and quiet, but jay still hears you and starts to excitedly grin from ear to ear.

"really?"

"yes, jay." you roll your eyes and smile.

"thank you, thank you." jay continues smiling and approaches you again, wrapping you up in his arms and spinning around with you off the ground.

"jay!"

"sorry," jay sets you down, "i'm just so glad you agreed."

"yeah, whatever." you turn to the side to try to mask your own happiness.

"so let's go." jay nods towards the doors at the end of the hall.

"what do you mean?"

"let's hang out, duh."

you press your lips together, "i would, but i meant it when i said that i have things to do after school."

"what things do you just have to do today?"

"study." you shrug nonchalantly.

"oh my god," jay groans, "you sound like the perfect kid that my dad wants."

"well, maybe i am. think he'll adopt me?" you tease him.

"haha," jay fakes a smile, "i don't think anyone would want to truly be adopted by him."

"why? all he wants is someone perfect; that doesn't sound too hard."

"shut up." jay pushes his fist gently against your shoulder with a smile, "you know how my dad is."

"i know, i know, so shouldn't you be studying right about now since you're his son."

"mm, yeah, but maybe after i meet up with the guys." you nod in understanding, "how about you and i study together in the library on thursday together?"

"yeah, sure."

"okay, so i'll see you thursday then?"

"yeah, i'll see you."

"okay, have fun with studying and all the other important things you have to do."

"bye, jay." you roll your eyes again and start to walk down the hall to the exit.

"bye, y/n."

as you get closer to home, you can't help but mentally put up walls around yourself when it comes to jay. you admit that it is weird that after all this time, jay wants to suddenly be friends with you again. even when you questioned him, you were still iffy whether or not he was being genuine or not. but you also can't deny that talking to and being around him didn't feel nice, and it felt like how it used to feel. you felt so carefree around him that you wonder if you'll be able to keep up the mental walls you have built to keep him out.

you continuously told yourself not to entirely give in to the excitement you were feeling because of jay park. Still, you’d be lying if you said you weren’t counting down the seconds until Thursday.

“what’s gotten you so excited?” haewon asks as you both sit in the cafeteria for lunch.

you shrug, “i don’t know.”

“oh, come on, i noticed yesterday that you were happier than usual, and now today you can barely sit still,” haewon leans over so her face is closer to yours from across the table, “so tell me, what’s gotten you so excited?”

you sigh, “jay wants to be friends with me again.”

haewon’s quizzical smile drops as she sits back into her chair, “jay as in jay park?”

you look down at the textbook you were previously studying and pretend that you’ve gone back to reading it, “yep.”

“y/n, you know that jay park is a douchebag; we’ve gone over this a thousa-.”

“he’s not a douchebag,” you defend him, and it surprises you and haewon, “he just makes stupid decisions.”

“i can’t believe what I’m hearing right now,” your best friend shakes her head in disbelief, “jay park suddenly wants to be your friend again, and now everything you’ve ever said or thought about him is thrown out the window?”

“of course not!”

“Well then, have you completely forgotten everything he and his idiotic friends have done to others? what they’ve done to you?”

you place your head in your hand and rub the spot in between your eyebrows from the frustration you’re feeling, “this is why i didn’t want to tell you.” you know it isn’t like you to not tell haewon something, especially if it’s made you as happy as you are that you are going to become friends with jay again. but after all the conversations you and haewon have had about your past friends, you knew she wouldn’t accept it.

haewon wasn’t as popular as jay, sunghoon or jake, and she didn’t want to be. that was one thing that you and haewon bonded over when you first became friends; neither of you fell into the high school fantasy that consumes almost every teenager. you didn’t get all the hype about it, and you especially didn’t get the hype about the popular trio that took over the high school.

haewon didn’t necessarily hate the trio; she just didn’t agree with any of the stupid decisions they made, certainly not the ones where they’ve treated another person wrongly. she thought you and the trio were on entirely different sides of the spectrum of people, and she never understood how you could be friends with them.

but haewon didn’t know jay, sunghoon and jake as you did. she didn’t hold all the memories, the inside jokes, the serious talks about the future like you did.

“didn’t want to tell me?” haewon repeats what you said, “great, so now you’re keeping stuff from me?”

“haewon, no, that’s not what i meant. i just know that you don’t like jay and that you probably wouldn’t want me being friends with him again.”

“well, you’re right, i don’t want you being friends with him again, but what can i do? you make your own decisions, i just don’t want to be the one you run to when he hurts you again, especially not after you don’t want to tell me things anymore.” you can see the look of hurt on haewon’s face as she spoke to you.

haewon is loyal to all of her friends, and she doesn’t hesitate to stand up for someone or for something that she considers suitable. you’re almost painfully aware that what she’s saying is correct and that it’s coming from the better side of her heart, but she doesn’t understand that jay used to be your best friend too.

“i’m sorry that i upset you won, but if my past friend wants to become friends with me again, then i think its worth a shot.”

“Okay,” haewon nods, “i respect your decision, y/n.”

“thank you.” you tilt your head down again to continue reading.

“but if that idiot hurts you one more time, he better know that you have me by your side this time around.”

“oh god.”

jay met you at the table during study hall like he said he would. the table was basically in the middle of the room, surrounded by the other circular tables with other students studying in the library during that period. you can't hide the grin on your face as jay sits across from him, slipping his backpack off his shoulders onto the ground.

you kept haewon's words in your head, reminding yourself to be wary of jay at first and not forget how he's hurt you in the past.

"hey," jay greets you, pulling out his notebooks to study with, "are we starting with biology?"

"yeah, sure," you agree and pull out your notebook.

"good, because I'm extremely behind in it."

"what? how're you behind in it?"

jay shrugs, "i usually study for biology a lot on sunday's, but the guys want to spend every Saturday staying out as late as possible because we only have so many highschool saturday's left, so i've been too hungover to wake up early and study." you make a noise of understanding, not sure what else to say since you couldn't relate to any of it.

you weren't the party type, you didn't drink, and you could care less about how many more high school saturday's were left. you just wanted to finish high school with high grades and forget about anything that had happened to you in the school building.

well, forget everything except for studying with jay park in the library.

"but i won't be behind anymore since you're studying with me, right? you'll get me all caught up?" jay's eyebrows wiggled.

"yeah, I'll see what i can do for you," you responded, biting your lip as you skim through your notebook to the latest chapters your class has covered.

you found it hard to look at jay for too long. you don't remember feeling as if you couldn't look at him when you were friends. his jaw has become more defined, his lips plumper, and his ears were pierced, which held dangling silver earrings from them. his eyes were darker, too, not as light as you marked them in your head from when you were in your early days of high school with him.

you don't watch his darker eyes as they scan your innocent self, skimming through your notes so you can help him catch up on work that he probably doesn't even need your help with if he looked at the textbook longer than a minute while being sober. but maybe your notes can help him anyways since he knows how meticulous and intelligent you are. y/n y/l/n, always prepared and on time, a good girl just like everyone says she is.

"This is last week's notes; we went over basic digestive system things before we get into the more detailed stuff this week." you slide over the lined pieces of paper to him, distracting jay from his thoughts.

your handwriting is neat and cute, and jay thinks it's exactly like you in a way. he wouldn't have expected your writing to look like anything else. you tried your best in everything, even in your notes that only yourself would see. you are always so eager to please, and jay finds it intriguing.

"Thanks, y/n," jay smiles at you, making you gently respond that it was no problem. "are you going to go over biology, too?"

"mm, probably not; I'm thinking about going over the calculus notes for the test."

"the calculus test isn't for another week and a half, though."

you shrug, "i know."

jay smirks at your curt response, grabbing his pen after you hold your own. he writes down the title of the chapter and the date lazily, not looking forward to writing out study notes when you are right in front of him. your eyebrows are drawn together, and your bottom lip is snagged between your teeth as you work on the math problem on your calculator.

jay's always thought you were pretty, but he thinks you're the prettiest when you concentrate.

from the outside, he's sure that it probably looks like you guys aren't interacting or know each other. the way you're so intently hunched over the worksheet, scribbling away hard at work, and he's sat back swinging his pen back and forth. jay's noticed the couple of looks the pair of you have gotten since he's sat down in front of you, but he chooses to ignore it, for now, focusing instead on you.

jay's noticed now that your hair is tied back into a pony, leaving your pretty neck on display for him. your shirt is loose at the top of your chest, allowing him and anyone else to see slightly down it, where he catches a slight glimpse of your red bra. and he wonders if you remembered that his favourite colour is red.

images of you laying on his bed dressed in red just for him cloud his mind then, and he can't prevent the way his own lip is snagged between his teeth.

although you feel like you're whole mind is consumed by calculus, you still notice the lack of words jay has written on his page as you glance over at him. his body is relaxed, but his face is tense as he stares off, his eyes seemingly landing on you. you try not to tense up at the observation and continue your maths problem, but your mind starts to wander farther and farther away from maths and closer to jay park.

suddenly you feel a foot start to tap against your own under the table, making you smirk as you glance up at jay, who's only looking back at you with a mischievous grin. his foot starts to gently glide up your leg, pushing your pant leg up with it until he has successfully pushed your pants up to your knee, your leg now being bare if anyone looked underneath. "what is it?" you ask him, making him drop his foot back down to the ground, allowing your pants to fall and cover your leg again, "Mr. Harvard needs help with a little biology problem?"

"shut up," he rolls his eyes, "are you almost done?"

you glance down at your work, "mm, kinda." you see the way that jay glances over his shoulder, staring at the other students in the library during the period. Watching his eyes scan over the rest of the room, you realize quite a few of the students are staring right back at you and jay. your body tenses then, not used to so many people looking in your direction. "why?"

jay turns his head back to you at your question, and he shrugs his shoulders, "no reason, i guess i'm just too distracted to study right now, too much on my mind."

"Oh," you nod, your eyes glancing down to the table right in front of you, feeling awkward with him suddenly.

you wonder if jay's bothered by the others looking at him, noticing that you and him are together. you wonder if he's embarrassed to be seen with you. he still must be caught up in his whole popular lifestyle, so you would imagine that he's affected by who he's seen with.

"how about we study together on the weekend? like on Saturday." jay suggests finally, sliding your paper back to you.

"um, yeah, sure." you nod, trying to hide the disappointment you are feeling.

"at my house?"

"oh," your eyes widen at his suggestion.

"is that okay with you?" jay tilts his head with concern at your quick change in expression.

"yeah, that's fine."

"cool," jay nods, packing up his things, "I'll see you then, yeah?"

"yeah, see you."

"okay, get back to studying, good girl," jay winks at you before he turns and heads out the library doors, waving at the study hall teacher as he leaves without being questioned by her.

you try to ignore the bottomless pit feeling in your stomach as you let your thoughts race in the now quiet library. you hadn't noticed all the whispering happening while jay was still in the library. you wonder if haewon was right and that jay hadn't had a sudden realization of his mistakes like he had said. you wonder if he has asked you to study at his house instead of the library so people wouldn't know that the two of you are friends. you wonder if he regrets asking you to study with him in the first place, and now he feels like he has to. you wonder if he was really distracted or if it was just a lie to get away from you.

technically jay hadn't lied; he was genuinely distracted, just not by the noise, but by you instead. you were practically consuming him whole, and you were simply sitting across the table from him. it was driving him crazy that he could just reach over and touch you there. he wondered if you would let him touch you there, in front of everyone. he bets you would since you're such a good girl.

maybe you'd even be a good girl for him.

when haewon asks you how studying with jay went, you tell her everything except for the feeling he put in your stomach when he traced his foot up your leg in the middle of the library. you aren’t sure how an action so minor could leave you daydreaming about jay park. you want to know what else he would’ve done if you hadn’t spoken to him, almost snapping him out of whatever trance he was in.

you had also planned on leaving the wink part out when you would tell haewon, but you forgot at the moment and let it slip out.

“he winked?!” haewon exclaims loudly in the cafeteria the next day.

“shh,” you put your index finger to your lips to shush her.

“Sorry,” haewon lowers her voice and leans towards you, “but he winked?”

“yeah, when he left.”

“but like, what type of wink? a cheesy wink to annoy you, or like an ‘i’ll see you later, wink?” haewon wiggles her eyebrows with the second option. “and it better not be the second option.”

“i don’t know, won.” you sigh and lean back into your chair, “it was just a wink!”

“girl, we need to know what type of meaning is behind the wink!”

“why? who cares what it meant!”

“i care! and you should care! jay park cannot be into you!”

“and why not?”

haewon’s face drops at your question, “y/n, don’t tell me that you like jay park!”

“shhh!” you repeat your action from before, telling her to be quiet. “i don’t like jay park.” your best friend glares at you, not believing you. “haewon, i would never date jay. i mean it.”

“but you would fuck him,”

“what, no!” you shake your head in surprise, “i never said that! where are you getting any of this from?”

“nowhere, i’m just making sure your self-values are still intact.”

you sigh, “what does that mean, haewon?” already tired of her over-exaggerating for the day, and it was only noon.

“well, you know what happens when you fuck one from the trio.” haewon answers nonchalantly, plopping a fry into her mouth.

“yes, i know what happens; everyone finds out, and i’ll get hurt and possibly made fun of by my best friend.”

haewon laughs, “that’s exactly what happens!” she clinks the tip of her fry to yours and plops it in her mouth.

“well, i’m sorry, but you’re not going to have anything to make fun of me with since i am not fucking jay park or anyone in the trio!”

“well, if you do fuck anyone from the trio, i hope you truly think about it before you commit to it.” haewon’s voice becomes serious as she drags another fry through ketchup.

“i will, won.” you nod, raising an eyebrow at her sudden seriousness but not questioning her further.

“Good.” haewon forces a smile, shoving her fry towards you so you can meet the tip of hers with your own, cheersing over a plate of ketchup in the middle of the cafeteria over something that will never happen.

although it's been well over two years since you have been to jay park's house, you still remember the way there, like you have gone there one million times.

the house is just as big and fancy as you remember it to be when you start to walk up the long driveway to the mansion. the house is white with accents of black across it, and the large freshly trimmed dark green bushes surround the outskirts of the property. the front door is just as intimidating as the rest of the house, but you get the courage to ring the doorbell.

a relaxed jay opens the door a few seconds later, the same smirk permanently plastered on his face is showing as he looks down at you with amusement in his eyes, "hey y/n, you can come in."

you thank him and step into the house past him. it's just as fancy inside as it is on the outside, with paintings and expensive decorations all over the place.

"is your mom home?" you ask him, noticing how quiet the giant house is.

"no, she's out today until later," he responds with a shrug.

"ah, i haven't seen her in a while, i wanted to say hi."

jay smiles as he approaches you, "maybe next time, yeah?" you respond with a smile and jay points towards the stairs that lead to the second floor, "do you want to study in my room?"

"yeah, sure." you let him cross in front of you, so he leads the way to his bedroom.

jay already has his textbooks sprawled across his bed when you walk in after him. he sits beside it, patting an empty spot afterwards so you can sit on his bed with him.

"i still need to study biology."

"yeah, I'm pretty behind in history, to be honest.".

"What? We have a test on Monday, how behind are you?"

"i don't know, i just don't feel like I'm the best with history, so it's hard for me to study it."

"oh, i see," jay smirks at you.

"What?" you chuckle.

"i'm sure you know everything in history; you just aren't confident with it, right?"

"yeah, basically."

"well i'm pretty good at history, so how about i go over some of the review questions with you."

"Really?"

"yeah," jay shrugs and grabs your history textbook.

"i don't know, though; I'm really not good at it, i don't want to sound like an idiot."

jay rolls his eyes as he looks at you, "you're not an idiot, y/n," jay flips through the textbook to get to the chapter of the test, "how about every time you get a question right, you have to answer one of my questions."

you raise your eyebrow in question, "like what?"

"Like, anything i want to ask, and you have to answer honestly."

you hum as you think, "okay."

jay smirks again, "but if you know the history answer then you have to say it, you can't pretend to know it."

you shove jay's shoulder as you laugh, "I'm not a cheater jay, i'll say it honestly if i know it."

"good girl." jay couldn't stop the words from falling out of his mouth as he thought them, but the redden colour appearing on his cheeks made him not regret it.

you've been called a good girl before by your parents, friends, and some annoying people at school who used the term to make fun of you. but the words slipping off of jay's tongue made the words different. they made your body react in a way you didn't think it could.

after jay looks through the textbook for a few more minutes, he clears his throat, "in which European country was there a civil war between 1946 and 1949?"

"oh c'mon," you shook your head, "that's an easy one."

"Okay, then, what's the answer?"

"Greece."

jay smiled at your answer, "great, now for my own question."

"oh god,"

jay thinks for a second before he looks back at you, "are you happy that we're friends again?"

"yes," you respond quickly before thinking about it.

"good, i am, too."

you smile shyly, picking at a loose piece of skin on your finger as jay searches for another question to ask you from the book.

"Which country was the first to give women the right to vote, in 1893?"

you sighed, "New Zealand."

"what's with the sigh? you got it right."

"you're the reason for the sigh! you're asking me easy questions, so I'll answer your own questions!"

"no, i'm not! these are not easy questions; they're just easy to you because you're smart." you shake your head to deflect his compliment, "now, did you miss me when we weren't friends?"

you thought for a second before answering, "i missed the old you, the one i have all the memories with."

"i missed you too."

"Really?'

"yeah, why wouldn't i?"

"i don't know; you've gotten so many more friends and better, more time-consuming things in your life i didn't think you'd miss me."

"of course, i missed you; every time i saw you in the halls, i wanted to talk to you, but i just didn't have the time to stop and say hi, i guess." you nod to acknowledge his words, and he apologizes again.

"you don't have to say you're sorry; we're friends again, so it's okay."

jay's grateful that you forgave him so quickly, but there's a small part of him that wishes you didn't so that this whole bet thing he's made with his friends couldn't have gone farther than it already has. he's got you sitting on his bed with the house all to himself. your skirt is pushed up your legs, and he wants to grab your legs and put them over his shoulders so his face is in between his thighs.

he's glad that the textbook he's holding is covering his lap.

"in which year was Joan of arc burned at the stake?"

"Jay," you whine.

"What?"

"you're picking easy ones!"

"no, i'm not! they all just seem easy because you're smart!"

"1431."

jay grins deviously, "i got a good one." you roll your eyes and prepare yourself, "out of me, jake and hoon, who do you think are most attractive?"

"oh my god," you put your hands over your face, feeling your cheeks heat up from the embarrassing question. "why would you ask something like that?"

"because i wanna know." jay shrugs casually.

"well, i don't know."

"oh c'mon, i'm sure you've thought about it at least once."

you've thought about it a lot more times than at least once. there were times when you and haewon would debate for hours about who was the most attractive out of the trio. haewon always quickly decided on jay, but you just couldn't bring yourself to pick one of them. they were all stunning in their own different ways.

"i haven't, so i don't know."

"y/n," it's jay's turn to whine, "just say the answer."

"my answer is that i don't know."

jay huffs playfully, "fine, then which commonwealth nation was granted full independence from Britain in 1986?"

you flop back so your lying down now, your hands covering your face as you mumble out the answer, "Australia."

suddenly jay is prying your hands away from your face and pinning them over your head with one of his hands. you can feel the warmth from his body take over your own as he's now practically laying on top of you. before you get a chance to speak, the smirking boy is already asking you his question.

"Have you ever thought about kissing me?"

your faces are close together as you look at each other. you can smell his cologne at full force now and blame it for your brain clouding over the common sense part of it as you speak.

"yes."

"would you let me kiss you?"

"you can only ask one question at a time, jay." your voices are whispering now, although no one is home to hear you anyway.

jay sighs, his free hand reaching to rub your jaw, "such a good girl for following the rules." the nickname you once hated falls from his mouth again. you feel your stomach tighten with excitement. "what's the name of the first satellite launched in 1957 that fell back to earth in 1958?"

"sputnik."

jay's thumb of the hand that is holding your jaw starts to push against your bottom lip, both of you continuing to stare at each other with growing lust in your eyes, "i think you deserve a reward for studying so well, don't you think, y/n?" you nod gently in response, so he repeats, "would you let me kiss you?"

"yes."

jay's lips are instantly against yours. they're as soft as you imagined and feel even better. you're quick to follow his lead, your lips moving in sync like you've done it one million times before. your lips open in a gasp when you feel his hand start to slide under the cotton fabric of your panties.

jay's tongue quickly finds its way into your mouth, meshing itself with your own tongue. your whine at the feeling of his cold fingers meeting your skin, and your hands still pinned against the bed, unable to touch him.

"you're okay if i touch you? make you feel good?" you shudder as jay speaks, his lips brushing over yours. your legs tighten around his waist, not wanting him to leave. you find yourself nodding in response, no hesitance found in you. "good girl, let me reward you."

jay lets his fingers touch your heated core, making you whine again. you feel all your thoughts drift away and be replaced with jay, his fingers start to rub small circles over your clit, your eye close for a second until he speaks again.

"fuck, you're wearing red."

you're confused for a second until you look where his eyes are locked. your red panties are on full display for him to see now. A small patch of arousal has leaked through the fabric, visible for both of you to see. "yeah?" jay lets go of your arms, letting you sit up on your elbows.

"you look so fucking good in red." he presses his thumb into your clit, making you roll your eyes to the back of your head at the sudden fast pace. you gasp when you feel his middle finger start to tease your opening, circling around it, preparing you. "you know my favourite colour is red?"

"i-is it?" you manage to ask, mentally congratulating yourself for choosing the red underwear to wear today.

"yeah, especially on you." jay's lips kiss along your neck, biting gently on the sweet spots. it leaves red tints behind where his lips have been. jay hopes sunghoon and jake will get to see them before they fade.

jay forces his finger into you then, starting to pump his finger in and out, trying to find your g spot every time he does. his thumb doesn't stop rubbing small circles over your clit, adding to the pleasure as he brushes over your walls. your hand grips his bed sheets, pulling them closer to you for some stability.

"fuck, you're so tight around my finger, baby." jay says into your skin, planting a kiss on your cheek. "can't wait to feel you around my cock." you whine and your legs try to close around his arm. "what? do you want my fingers or not?"

"i want your cock, jay."

jay hums as his fingers start to hit a particular spot inside of you, making your toes curl as you try to listen to what he's saying, "i think you'll have to ask nicer than that. you are my good girl after all, aren't you?"

"Please, jay, i want your cock so bad; please let me feel it."

jay's fingers stop as your toes curl from the pleasure. you whimper when he pulls them out, and both of you stop and stare at the amount of juices on his fingers. jay slips his juice coated fingers into his mouth, eyes closing at the taste of you. you whine when he moans out in delight at the taste.

"taste so good, baby, better than i've ever imagined."

the thought that jay park had thought about what you would taste like sent more of your juices dribbling out and onto your thighs. the wetness between your legs was almost too much as the sloppy sounds from your legs rubbing together filled his bedroom. you wonder for a brief moment how many times jay has thought about you and him in this position before.

jay slips off his shirt first, letting you scan his bare torso. his light abs are clenching as he bends over and pulls off his sweatpants and underwear. his hard cock springs out and almost hits the top of his stomach. the precum that has settled onto his cum drips downward would almost be unrecognized if you weren't so intently staring at it.

jay crawls back onto his bed, holding one of your legs in each of his hands and settling himself between them. jay helps you pull off of your skirt and throws it onto the pill of his own clothes. his fingers slip onto the sides of your underwear and pull them off your legs, leaving your core bare for him to see. a quiet 'fuck’ leaves jay's mouth as he stares at your soaked pussy.

"so pretty," he mumbles, leaning forward to press his lips into yours again. his fingers slip under your shirt, dancing across your stomach until your shirt is bunched up at your neck. both of you pull away from your kiss so jay can help you take off your shirt. he flings the shirt onto the floor with the rest of the clothes, and looks down at your bare breasts. your nipples are hard from the cold, and their pink hue makes jay want to suck on them until you're begging him to stop.

jay slips on a condom he grabbed from his nightstand, securing it before he presses his hips against yours. jay finally lines his hips up with your own, pushing his hard cock against your core. he can't help but realize just how deep he would be able to fit inside of you.

"Please jay," you beg again nicely, getting impatient from all his staring.

"Okay, okay, baby," jay chuckles fondly, "tell me if it hurts."

both you and jay hiss as he finally pushes into you. his cock is hitting every wall inside of you as he slides further and further in, not leaving an untouched area.

"fuck, so warm and tight," jay groans out, his hands gripping onto your waist harder as his balls hit your pussy. "so good already,"

your core tightens around him at his praises, you didn't think hearing compliments from jay would have affected you in some way. you don't want him to stop. you like knowing that you are the one that can get him to feel good. you, out of all people, can make one of the boys from the trio groan and hiss as he slides into you.

jay pushes in and out slowly at first, letting both of you get used to the feeling. your warm walls make it easy for him to lose himself in the feeling. jay has thought about what it would feel like to be inside you since freshman year. he remembers the first time he saw you with jake and couldn't help but think how badly he wanted you. he's always wanted to know what you feel like, and now his dick is twitching with every moment because of it.

jay throws his head back in pleasure as he picks up the pace, fucking into you faster. your walls are creating such a tight grip on his cock that it feels like he can barely move. your legs spread wide just for him is driving him crazy.

you look so innocent for him, just so good. your eyes fighting to stay open to look back at him, little cries and whimpers leaving your mouth. the moan of his name slipping from your pretty lips only makes him fuck into you harder.

"you're so pretty, baby." jay runs one of his hands down the valley of your breasts and stops at the top of your stomach. his palm feels the warmth and smoothness of your skin, and the slight bulge from his cock entering you so deeply.

your breasts bounce each thrust, your hands holding onto jay's forearms for support. his cock is filling you up and hitting deep inside of you which you never thought could happen. you feel your walls pulse at the expression of pleasure that covers jay's face.

"i'm a good girl, right?" you ask, eyes almost closing from the pleasure. the need to hear his praise and to see his own satisfaction makes you question.

"you're my good girl," jay thrusts in once and so hard your body jerks up the bed, "so good for me," he thrusts hard again, "would do anything to please me, wouldn't you?" jay thrusts hard once more, his hands gripping your waist roughly.

"yes, jay, any-anything ffor you," you stutter out to him, his pace picking up speed again. jay brings his thumb back down to your clit, rubbing hard circles on it.

you can feel the heat in your stomach start to build up then. it's growing quickly, and jay's grunts and praises are helping you reach it. his cock is clouding your brain, and it's all you can think about as he continues to pound into you.

"f-fuck, y/n i-," jay pants, dropping down onto his elbows, so his body is pressed right up against you, "might cum."

your hands wrap around his shoulders, bringing him in closer, so his face is in your neck, "please cum, jay, i wanna feel you cum so bad, wanna hear you."

more praises fall out of jay's mouth as he cums in the condom, his cock still deep inside of you. jay tries to prolong his high, wanting to stay inside of you for as long as possible. the condom keeps his cum from leaking out, and it makes jay wish he could see it drip down his thighs and mix with his juices.

"fuck, I'm sorry." jay mumbles into your neck, not wanting to look at you. your hands run up and down his back, soothing him after his high. though only he came, both of your chests are heaving heavily at the same pace. your hearts are beating together as you lay chest to chest.

"It's okay, don't worry; I'm glad you came." you chuckle, too out of breath to say more.

jay presses kisses along the bruises on your neck he gave, successfully making you giggle from the ticklish feeling. he mumbles apologies against your neck after every kiss. when he's done with your neck, he pulls his head up to look at you; your pink cheeks, the minimal amount of sweat on your hairline, and the leftover lust still in your eyes make his heart swoon. jay presses his lips to yours, and the kiss is a lot sweeter than all of the kisses before.

"It's okay, jay."

"It's not," jay presses a final quick kiss to your lips before he pulls out of you, your hole gaping from his cock inside you. he feels himself almost drool at the sight. he peels off the condom and throws it into the bin by his bed. "you just felt so good, baby, i didn't know i was cumming until it was too late."

"It's really okay, jay," you reassure him repeatedly.

"It's not," jay wraps his hands around the undersides of your thighs, "but i'll make it okay." he suddenly flips you over so you're on your stomach and knees, your ass perched up from where he holds onto your thighs. jay grabs one of his pillows and puts it underneath your stomach, so it's more comfortable for you, which you appreciate. his fingers start to rub up and down your wet core, "I'll make you feel good, baby."

jay doesn't let you respond before he puts his whole body into eating you out. he's properly burying his face into your core, his spit mixing with your juices significantly. his fingers dig into the flesh of your thighs, holding you against him. both of you can feel the mess he's already making, his chin drenched and his nose is buried inside of you. his tongue is circling around your clit, taking breaks to lightly nibble on your pretty clit.

you're a moaning mess already, your drool and tears drenching his pillow. your chest is trying to rise and fall quickly but is being prevented by your stomach being pushed against his bed.

jay knows that he's good at making a girl cum with his tongue. of course, he doesn't go around bragging about it like sunghoon does, but he lets it affect his ego, even just a little bit. he likes making girls cum with his mouth, how they taste and how his lips are swollen by the end. though, no one has ever tasted as good as you.

jay smacks your ass when you let out a moan of his name, wanting you to be louder for him in his empty house. "taste so sweet, baby, can't get enough." he speaks into your core, the vibrations of his voice only adding to your pleasure.

jay licks over your folds, sucking them into his mouth quickly before slicking his tongue around your hole. your hips raise off the mattress when he sucks your clit into his mouth, humming at the taste of you. he smacks your ass again, a cry leaving your mouth. his hands are holding your hips now, "stop moving around; wanna make you feel good."

it's hard to do as he says since he's already making you feel so good. you bury your face into his pillow, trying to get yourself to stay still so he can properly eat you out and not have to deal with your hips rising and falling every five seconds.

"f-fuck, jay," you cry out, your hand reaching back to hold onto his hair, "i'm gonna cum.;

"That's right, baby, be a good girl and cum for me," jay starts to suck your clit further into his mouth, his nose digging into your whole. his hands grip tightly onto your waist and ass, massaging the spot where he's slapped. "cum all over my face."

you wish you could see jay's face as you came over it, your body tensing up as your high finally reaches you. your eyes squeeze shut, letting it completely wash over your body and mind. you can hear jay's moaning into your core as you cry out his name.

jay only slows down as he waits for you to regain control of your body and breathing. the sensitivity you're feeling makes you gently push him away, which makes him groan since he knows he could go for hours with his face in between your legs.

jay smacks your ass one final time as he sits back on his bed, both of your chests heaving. he watches you turn around and look at him, keeping your legs closed so he can't see how messy he's made your thighs. you're sure that it's just as messy as his face. you climb over to him and press your lips to his feverishly, wanting to taste yourself off his lips.

you're both still naked as you start to make out again. it's a more innocent make-out session than the previous one. jay's rubbing your sides gently, and your thumb is massaging his cheek.

you pull away after some time, jay taking the chance to plant another kiss on your cheek before you get too far. it's then that you notice how hard his cock is again.

"Don't worry about it," jay's quick to speak, noticing what you are looking at.

"why not?" you tilt your head with a pout, "wanna make you feel good."

"you've already made me feel good, you're gonna be too tired to go home."

you roll your eyes with a smile, "i wanna make you feel good, jay." you straddle his lap before he can refuse again. his hard cock is sprung up in the middle of you two, and you let a glob of spit fall from your lips down onto the tip of his dick, which he hisses from.

"-fuck," jay whispers when your hands wrap around his cock. his cock is so hard and thick, and your dainty fingers look weak against it.

"you feel so good inside of me jay," it's your turn to praise him, resting your forehead against his, your eyes locked on your hand, starting to pump his cock. "you're so big and thick."

"feels so good already," jay nods his head, eyes glancing to meet yours for a second.

"yeah?" you ask in a teasing tone. their eyes meet again and jay feels heat spread through his body.

"yeah, wanna come again, please," he almost begs you, and you wonder if he's ever begged for another girl before.

you begin to stroke his cock faster, your thumb rubbing against its slit every time your head gets to the top. your touch sends jay into a frenzy, unable to control anything he's feeling or saying.

you spit into your palm next, rubbing it over his tip before stroking up and down his length again. "wish i could fit you inside my mouth," you whisper out to him, mesmerized by his cock.

"shit," jay rolls his eyes to the back of his head, the image of his cock in your mouth, poking your cheek outwards creates a coil in his lower stomach.

you laugh against his neck, "you'd like that? seeing how much i could fit of you in my mouth? choking on it as i try to take you deeper?"

"holy shit, y/n, what the f-" jay gasps, his toes curling as his high hits him. Then, your words, scent, hands and your aftertaste on his tongue become too much for him. his head is cloudy as he cums all over himself and your hand. "such a good girl."

jay quickly pushes your hand off of him as you keep stroking him fast, overstimulating him. he can't take it since he's already cum two times. It makes his stomach clench before your hand is gone.

jay leans back on his hand, trying to catch his breath as he watches you lick his cum off your hand, moaning at the taste of it. your eyes close from his pure taste, wishing you could taste more of it.

"you taste so good, too."

"fuck, y/n. don't say shit like that; I'll get hard again."

you laugh and shove his shoulder, pecking his cheek before you get up to get your clothes back on. jay's stomach starts to heat up again, but it isn't from pleasure this time. there's a sinking feeling in his gut as he watches you get dressed again, and he doesn't like it. you're fixing your shirt over your shoulders in his mirror when you look back at him, fully clothed now.

jay opens his mouth to speak but,

"jay?" he hears his mother call for him from downstairs.

"fuck," he says instead, his wide eyes meet your own as you toss him his clothes quickly. he scrambles to get dressed as you grab your backpack and sling it over your shoulder.

you smile at him when he's finally dressed, and he follows you out of his room and downstairs, where he forces a smile when you greet his parents. the fake smile remains on his face as he watches his parents' faces contort into a pleasant shock as they recognize your familiar face in their home.

the forced smile remains until you're leaving his house a few minutes later after catching up with his parents after not seeing them for so long. its almost plastered permanently on his face when you wave at him goodbye, telling him that you'll see him tomorrow at school, and thanking him for helping you study.

the smile only leaves when he closes the front door again, a heavy sigh escaping his lips. he thinks guilt washes over him for a second, but he pushes the feeling away and focuses more on the fact that he's still extremely behind in biology instead.

jay just wishes he got the chance or even courage to ask you out before his parents came home and just call the whole bet he's made with his friends off.

jay finds his friends quickly on Monday afternoon since they are in the same spot they always are on Monday afternoons.

he sits himself down in the middle of his best friends on the bleachers' bench, wrapping his arms around their shoulders to bring them closer, "well, guys," sunghoon and jake peel their eyes away from the cheerleaders practicing to jay, "you now can say that i am officially in the lead with our bet,"

"What?" jake and sunghoon pull away from jay simultaneously, ignoring jay's laughter that echoes through the field through the cheerleaders' music.

"you slept with y/n?" jake asks; jay nods in response with an amused expression.

"When?" sunghoon asks him a question now.

"Yesterday," jay shrugs, "at my house."

"Jesus christ," jake runs a hand through his hair at the news.

"was it good?" sunghoon asks jay.

jay scoffs, "of course it was; it's y/n."

"well yeah, but like, what did you guys do?"

jay shoves sunghoon, "I'm not telling you guys the details; all you have to know is that I'm in the lead, and I've officially started our bet."

"well, how do we know if what you're saying isn't a lie?" jake raises an eyebrow at his best friend.

"Because," jay gleams as he digs into the pocket of his jeans, pulling out your red underwear and looping it on his finger, "she left these at my house."

"holy shit," jake covers his mouth in shock, glancing between his two friends and the red underwear in the middle of them. "no way."

"yes, way," jay nods, tucking them back into his pocket, "and if you still don't believe me, how about you go look at her neck?"

"bro, you've really done it, christ." jake shakes his head in astonishment.

"i told you, I'm in the lead."

sunghoon remains quiet as he watches his friends, his throat dry since jay pulled out your underwear. he felt his heart pick up its pace but didn't let it show. his jaw's been locked in place since jay sat between them and told them what he's done.

to be honest, sunghoon's pissed that jay's in the lead, but he knows it won't be the same for much longer since he's going to make you a complete mess.

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lunaflvms · 3 years ago

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🎨 🌷; ᝰꜜ ᩠˚ 𖤐 FIESTA !

sypnosis: Jungwon has always admired you from a distance, watching you practice dancing in the hybe practice rooms, purposely trying to bump into you while wondering around the hybe building and also leaving nice notes for you to find. When you debut in a group, being Enhypen’s younger group, it’s Jungwon’s perfect opportunity to get to know you better but one day he gets into a dating scandal with your best friend. Which leads to you trying to get both of them together, what will he do now?

pairing: idol!yang jungwon x trainee to idol!fem reader

featuring: enhypen, straykids, txt, nct dream, itzy, ive + more!

genre: fluff, crack, maybe a tiny bit of angst? friends to lovers, idol au

warnings: swearing, my humour 😓, y/n is a lil clueless, yeonjun /j, dispatch, invasion of privacy idk

release date: 20th january 2022 - on hiatus rn!

taglist: closed!!

profiles ! :

profile one - y/n’s minions

profile two - jungwon and his 6 kids

profile three - y/n and yeonjun’s close friends

chapters ! :

prologue

chapter one - mouthwash perfume

chapter two - bonding?

chapter three - bro-zoned

chapter four - nanny nap

chapter five - hyunjin and wonyoung’s beef

bonus chapter! - jisung’s villain arch

chapter six - jungwon’s first win

chapter seven - 🧻 for ur piss and tears

chapter eight - stayc girls it’s going down!

chapter nine - suck my ass eat my balls

chapter ten - no ass, no opinion

chapter eleven - y/n’s wives and husbands (a series)

chapter twelve - twitter dot com

chapter thirteen - shrek and motto motto

chapter fourteen - yeonjun tooted

chapter fifteen - sunghoon broke era

chapter sixteen - cupid bffs

chapter seventeen - blue hour soobin

chapter eighteen - bella where the hell have you been loca?

chapter nineteen - arsethetic warning

chapter twenty - grandpas of kpop

chapter twenty one - raiden come home

chapter twenty two - ruin guards dni

chapter twenty three - hyunjin’s first win

chapter twenty four - hyunjinphobic

chapter twenty five - emo anon reveal? 😇

chapter twenty six - #heeseungnobitches

taglist: @giyyuzz @mitsukifilms @pr0dbeomgyu @ja4hyvn @yeetyyeetyet @koriajisai @c9tnoos @stoatwashere @rich-man-v @maiwon @jungwoniics @acciomylove @ily-cuz-i @missmadwoman @akasakasad43 @milkte4s @yerive @solitxre @jjhmk @nyfwyeonjun @renjunvrse @peachy-yabbay @itsjynop @drunkwithfever @hiqhkey @enloveclub @hyuckslvr @awkwardnesshabitat @knivqs @staysstrays @jisungsquirrelhabits @hwalllllllelujah @yvesismywife @hyuckslytherin @one16core @yunasskitty @i-503 @jalnandanz @blaaiissee @bubblejunnies @ang3lpxtch @rrvvby @wonie-core @fairycheol @pshwyfie @lil-iva @soobin-chois @h4chi @yjwfav @art-junkie-13

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eeunoia · 4 months ago

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ENHYPEN Imagines

insolitus | yjw.

part four

pairings: yang jungwon x reader

synopsis: you’ve always thought jungwon is out of this world, out of ordinary. he’s someone who seems familiar but at the same time mysterious for almost everybody. you didn’t expect that he himself will unfold more of him with you and it was an insolitus experience.

word count: 6k

warnings: yandere themes, mention of murder, violence, obsessive love, grammatical errors, kissing. (let me know if i missed some)

note: i’ll post jay’s version of this mini series before posting part two of limerence. thank you so much for supporting my works. replies and reblogs are highly encouraged. ily and stay safe!

( part one ; part two ; part three )

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“I feel so bad for her...” your eyes glanced at one of the students looking at the banner being pinned at one of the bulletin boards of your school. A terrified look on her face flashes and you can’t blame her.

One of the girls from your school disappeared on her way home days ago. Missing posters with her face on it are being spread along the whole town to help for the search.

You jolt when a warm hand rests over your waist and soon Jungwon’s familiar scent invades your nose.

“Wonie,” you utter his name under your breath, eyes still fixed at the missing posters.

Jungwon dips his head and kisses your neck once before tugging your body closer to his, pressing your back on his chest.

“I’m scared.”

As somebody who experienced being captured months ago, you cannot help but to think of the traumatizing situation that girl is experiencing at the moment. Your hand shakes, heart thumping so fast in fear.

“Hey,” Jungwon’s soft voice rings at the side of your ear.

When you didn’t respond, he placed both hands on your hips to turn your body, facing him. His gaze soften at the sight of your scared face. He raised his hands and cupped your cheeks, directing your full attention towards him instead.

“I’m here. Nothing bad will happen to you.” he says, giving full assurance and comfort.

Right. Nobody will abduct you. He’s always there for you, he will not let anybody take you away again. There’s nothing to be worried about.

Those are the things you kept on repeating inside your mind. Finally, you calm down and just nuzzle over his chest after he pulls you into a tight embrace.

A conniving grin appears on his lips for a split second.

Of course, there’s no way you’ll be kidnapped because your captor is right there. The same person whose comforting and assuring you at the moment. You have no idea that he’s got you wrapped over his fingers, fully trapped to him. You’re caged without your knowledge.

“Do you think your Dad can do something to help find her?” you whisper, heart still aching for the missing girl.

He sighs, “I will ask him to send help. I’ll also ask for extra security around the isolated places here in our town to avoid any of this incidents.”

You nod, tightening your hug over his waist.

“Thank you.”

“Anything for my bunny.” he dropped a kiss on top of your head.

“Jungwon.”

The two of you looked at the person approaching. It was Leehan, one of the student council officers. He glanced at you before looking back at your boyfriend.

He didn’t pulled off the hug and wait for what Leehan needs.

“The principal asks for us. They need to hear about our plan for gathering volunteers to search for (sunghoon’s girl).” he says seriously.

Leehan’s one of the popular kids in your school. A lot of girls admires him, but they always got intimidated by how serious he is so they don’t shoot their shot at him. You can’t blame them, he seems like the type who will reject girls without batting an eye.

“All right.” Jungwon answered shortly before pulling off the hug.

You pursed your lips into a pout and looked up at him with puppy eyes. He smirks, finding you adorable. He cupped your face and leans in for a kiss on your lips.

“I will text Jay hyung so he can pick you up. They’re at the hangout place. Wait me there.” he instructed.

“B-But,” you gulped, tugging the lower part of his uniform. “can’t I just wait for you?”

Jungwon’s heart leaps in joy. This is what he longed for. This is exactly what he wants, what he dreamt for. You being totally dependent to him. The look on your face indicates how much you’re dependent on him and gives off the vibe that you’ll go crazy being away from him.

He tries so hard to suppress the big evil grin and pursed his lips into a pout instead, he gave your chin a gentle caress.

“It will probably last for a while. I don’t want to keep you waiting that long.” his tone sounded too soft not to oblige to. In the end, you had no choice but to do as he told.

Not long after, just like what he said, his friend Jay arrived. His clean cut black hair just fits perfectly to his bad boy image. Even if its been months since you’ve met his friends, there's still this invisible wall that kept a good distance between you and them. Jungwon’s very cautious and always limits the limitation vaguely that you noticed just recently.

Jay smiles and pulls one of his hand out from his pocket to strike a small wave, “Hi, y/n!” he greets.

You returned the smile just so he wouldn’t notice about you overthinking and overanalyzing every little things.

“Hey,” you responds that caught his attention.

He didn’t gave any reaction to it and just kept his smile. “Your boyfriend asks me to take you to the hangout place while he’s busy doing president duties.” he says trying to make a conversation.

It was obvious how he’s making you feel more comfortable around him and you appreciate it big time. He then guides you towards his family car, a driver stands patiently beside it. He walks towards with such ease, looking too relaxed.

“Get in.” he tilts his head to the car and without thinking much about it, you get inside.

He’s one of Jungwon’s most trusted friends. He once mentioned how they grew up together and basically knew each others all their lives. You find it cool and understand why their friendship is just that strong.

“The others are there too since we don’t have school tomorrow we agreed to hang out more for today.” Jay explains as the car started to drive away from the parking lot.

You nodded your head and kept your mouth shut, eyes fixed outside the window. Jay’s gaze darted at you and he watch silently. He’s still amused as to how Jake and Jungwon manages to pull that thing off that they did to you.

Jungwon’s being very careful ever since and somehow, he finds it adorable. The way he’s very cautious over everything is funny for him. Now, his Heeseung hyung is the same. Specially that he have a girl inside his place as well.

“We’re here.” Jay snapped you out from your thought and opened the door. He steps out and kept it open for you.

“T-Thank you,”

He nods and started walking inside. You followed silently, hands fidgetting nonstop. This will be the first time you will spend time with Jungwon’s friends without him so its making you slightly nervous.

“Y/n’s here!” Jay casually announces after you two got inside.

Multiple heads whips at your direction and you tried your best to show a sincere smile, although you can feel your heart thumping so hard out of nervousness.

You saw Heeseung by the sofa, busy with his phone, but he lifts his head to look at you. With a small smile he waved to acknowledge your arrival which you returned with a small wave too.

Jay naturally went over the pool table, joining Jake and Sunghoon whose currently having a 8ball competition. Jake smiles brightly and waves excitedly at your direction.

“Hi y/n!” he greets full of enthusiasm. He even lets go of his cue stick and handed it to Jay.

Sunghoon just gave you a short nod, not even bothering to flash a smile. You’re compeletly used to it as he’s the most reserved member of their friend group. He rarely initiates conversation and only response when being asked. For you, he’s really intimidating and mysterious. Like he holds a lot of secrets.

“Jungwonie is busy?” Jake’s suddenly in front of you, acting all friendly. Well, he really is the least intimidating between all of them.

Sunoo and Ni-ki finally turns at your way after they lose at the round of the game they’re currently playing. Sending short waves and small smiles then going back to gaming once again.

You glanced back at Jake, “Yes. The principal asks for him to discuss about the volunteering for the search.”

Jake doesn’t seem surprised. For some reasons, you cannot find any empathy or even a bit of concern through his eyes. He just nods his head and continues smiling. You didn’t say anything for a while and all you can hear is the playful banters Jay and Sunghoon throws over each other while competing over billiards.

“A-Are you guys going to volunteer?” you finally ask, feeling the slight awkwardness.

Jake pursed his lips and nods eagerly. Noticing how you’re giving him this look.

“We’ll surely volunteer to help search for her. I can also ask my parents for more help.” he says that eases you.

It made you feel bad for actually thinking oddly over Jake. He’s really a nice guy and the doctors who helps with your recovery are basically employees in their hospital. They barely even ask for payment and just genuinely wished you get better fast.

“I want to help too.” you mumbled.

“I doubt Jungwon will let you.”

Your brows narrowed, “W-Why? I mean, I can come with you guys...”

He sighs and gave you this small smile, almost a grin. “I’m sure he doesn’t want you to feel traumatized again or make you go through it. You know this can trigger it, right?”

That halts your thoughts and actually realized that he was right. Similiar scenarios can actually trigger your episodes and so Jungwon does everything to prevent it from happening. It's been a month ever since the last attack, and so you don’t want that to ever happen again. You don’t want seeing your parents and Jungwon so worried.

Your heads whips at the direction of Sunghoon and Jay when one cheers after winning. Sunghoon groans and pushed his friend's shoulder as he dances in a silly way, his way of showing victory.

“You lost?” Jake asks Sunghoon with a big teasing grin.

The boy rolls his eyes and sat down at the stool chair by the corner of the pool table, then fished his phone out from his pocket.

“Come on, Jake! Let’s play.” Jay challenged him while gathering the balls from the pockets of the table.

Jake snickers a chuckle then agrees before glancing at you. “Come hang out with us, y/n. Jungwon will probably take time.” he then guided you towards the two other boys.

Sunghoon lifts his gaze from his phone over at you then dragged another stool chair near his so you can sit down. You thanked him and Jake starts this another round of game with Jay.

You glanced at Sunghoon whose very quiet. Its not new, he’s always like this.

“I'm sorry about (Sunghoon’s girl).”

He was caught off guard as you noticed how his fingers halts from tapping on his screen. Slowly, he lifts his head to look at you with a confused look on his face. His eyes blank, but you can see that he wasn’t expecting what you just said.

“What do you mean? We’re not even close. Nothing to be sorry about.” he responsed.

You pursed your lips, “Yeah, but I noticed how you always looks at her.”

That was true. Whenever you guys hangs out, Sunghoon seems to be always looking and watching her from afar. You’re a bit observant and its easy for you to put two and two together. It wasn’t that hard to understand that he’s into her.

He stares at you before sighing and locking his phone. His shoulder relaxed and he cranes his neck to face his friends.

“I just...” his words halt. Probably doesn’t know what word to say.

You heaved a sigh and smiled before clapping your hands to his shoulder. “Don’t worry, I’m sure we’ll find her.”

He glanced back at you and a hint of an unknown emotion flickers through his eyes. You can’t tell what exactly it was.

He nods his head and looks back to his friends. His jaw clenched hard, eyes staring blankly at his friends.

“How are you coping up?” he suddenly asks.

“Fine, I guess? I mean, I was terrified when I heard the news and basically shaking while looking at her missing posters, but Jungwon was there to calm me down.” a small smile spreads across your face, remembering how sweet your boyfriend is.

“I wanted to join the volunteer for her search, but Jake said Jungwon won’t probably allow me as it can be the cause of the trigger of my traumas.”

Sunghoon glances and nods his head, “He has a point.” he shortly replied.

You nodded, agreeing.

“I’m sure Jungwon just wants the best for you. You need to be careful, there’s really a lot of dangerous people in this world.” the way he said those words sent instant chills on you.

He isn’t scaring you on purpose. Maybe it was his eyes? Or the way his tone lowers while saying it? You have no idea.

“Good morning, y/n!” you smiled at one of the student who greeted you then waves at her.

You and Jungwon just arrived campus and you’re now on your way to your class. He was again asked to come at the student council’s office for some important matters. You almost roll your eyes, worried that they’re overworking him.

You understand that its a salient case and actions are needed to be taken care of right away, its just you can’t help but to worry for your boyfriend’s health.

After arriving at the locker’s area, you’re quick to find yours and was about to open it when your phone rang. One of your hand hangs while holding the lock and the other fished your phone.

“Hello?”

“y/n! Sweetheart!” your Mom’s cheerful voice echoes from the other line. A smile instantly made its way to your lips. It’s not like you don’t meet your parents or something. It is a small town and so it was easy for them to visit you or vice versa. It’s just, you've lived with your parents your whole life and its still hard to get used not having them in the same roof.

“Mom! How are you?” your hand drops and just focused first on talking to your Mother.

“Oh I’m doing good! How about you? How are you and Jungwon?”

“We’re fine, Mom. He’s taking good care of me.”

She hums, “Oh I know he does. He’s a good kid after all.”

“He is.”

There’s a short silence before she giggles, “So, I'm expecting to see you two this weekend okay?”

Your face lightens up after remembering the said plan you and your parents made last last week. Jungwon agrees to it and so you’ve confirmed it to your Mom making her so excited.

“Yes, I’ll see you soon, Mom.”

“See you, darling. Curry is Jungwon’s favorite, right? I will cook for him.” she sounded so excited and that tugs something in your heart.

You knew how greatful your parents are to Jungwon. After all, he was the one who saved you.

“All right, Mom. Thank you.”

“No problem.”

She bids goodbye after that and you’re smiling while looking at your phone. You have no idea you’ll end up in this kind of relationship with Jungwon. He’s very sweet and your source of comfort ever since the incident. You managed to get through all of these, thanks to him.

You opened your locker after snapping back to your senses. When the lock clicks and it slides open, something dropped from inside.

“Huh?” you mumbled softly, confused.

A paper, that looks like its been ripped from a notebook, is at the ground. It fell from your locker and as far as you remember, it doesn’t belong to you.

Without putting much thought about it, you crouched down to get it and check what it is.

Your brows then narrowed down after reading what’s written on the paper.

‘Don’t trust anyone around you. Specially Yang Jungwon.’

That was the one written. Your heart thumped hardly, chest tightening for some unknown reason. There’s no complete context to this note and whoever left this clearly doesn’t want to be known.

This has to be a joke, right? Why wouldn’t you trust Jungwon? The person who wrote this was probably just playing with you. Everybody knows who saved you. How can you not trust that person?

Your mind wanders off and started to be occupied by alot of things. It may sound wrong, but lately you’ve been noticing a lot of things with Jungwon and his friends. You’re a very good observant.

It’s not actual bad things, just some things that other people may think of as nothing, but to someone who overthinks alot, you find them odd.

First, they’ve been talking about Heeseung’s girl. She’s not named and all, but she’s been mentioned by the boys a couple of times. Asking about her condition and all. You can tell they’re limiting the things they say and questions they ask whenever you’re around.

When you asked Jungwon if Heeseung’s girl goes to your school, he said yes and that she’s very sick so she’s now taking a time off and resting.

It may not be odd and it can happen. People does get sick and no matter how sad it is, that’s reality. But what doesn’t sit right for you is those medicines you’ve seen multiple times.

Jake’s family owns the main hospital in your town and it would be very easy for him to get those things. Most of it are medicines used to get people unconscious, the ones used to patients so they can calm down and pass out. It made you wonder where they’re using it? Why does he supply his friends with those?

Did Jungwon got some too?

“Y/n,” you jolted making you drop the paper.

You quickly crouched to get it and turned around to face the person who calls for you. Leehan’s concerned face greets you, his eyes drops at your hand and you hid it behind you.

“Sorry to scare you.” he says, eyes still looking at your hand.

“It's f-fine.”

He glanced back on your eyes, “Jungwon asked me to let you know that he can’t walk you to your classroom.”

You nodded and smiled awkwardly. He stares at your eyes for a while without saying anything else.

“Are you okay?” he asks.

“Yes.” you answered right away.

He just nods his head and left. When you saw him finally out of your sight, you heaved a sigh and rests your back at the locker. You got caught up to your thoughts that you forgot that class is almost starting. Thanks to the bell ringing, you hurried to get your stuff and go to your class.

The whole day, you’re just spacing out. The message in that note bothers you so much. No matter how hard you try to dismiss it and convince yourself that its probably just some students playing some sick pranks on you. But something just doesn’t sit right to you.

“Hey,” you jolted and glanced at the person beside you.

Jungwon’s eyes are staring carefully at you, hand resting at the small of your back, caressing it softly. He noticed how occupied are you and he’s worried that you’re hiding something from him.

“H-Huh?”

He kept a straight face, doesn’t let you know that he’s caught up on how troubled you are. This is so much not like you. He smiles gently then looked at you with concern.

“Are you okay? You’ve been out of it since this morning.” he tilts his head to catch your eyes. “Did something happen?”

His other hand reaches for your hands, intertwining his to your fidgeting fingers. You stare at his warm looking and beautiful eyes. The very same ones that comforts you every time.

A part of you feels so guilty that you have the heart to doubt him. Him. Yang Jungwon, who saved you from being kidnapped. There’s no way that he’s someone who you shouldn’t trust. Your heart swells and you smiled warmly.

“I-I’m sorry.” you started and let out a heavy sigh. Tears slowly brims your eyes as you lean to place a kiss on his lips. Just a peck and Jungwon shuts his eyes as your lips touches his then opens it again to stare at you lovingly.

You let go from his hold and slid your hand inside your pocket to retrieve the note that you received from a while ago.

“I found this inside my locker this morning.” and you slid it in front of him.

Jungwon’s eyes then darted at it before he gently take it from your hand. He unfolds it then reads what written on it. You sniffed, totally feeling guilty because of it. Also a little afraid that it will upset him.

Instead of angry looking eyes, Jungwon looks at you with worried ones.

“Some people are probably just playing pranks on you.” he says calmly. You nodded since that’s what you thought too.

“Y-Yeah, I’m s-sorry.” your head lowered.

Jungwon sighs heavily and then gently tugs you closer to him, placing a peck on your forehead.

“It’s okay, baby. I understand. It’s fine to feel scared.” he assured and you hugged him even tighter.

“But to make you feel better, do you want to stay at your parents?”

You instantly pulled away from him with widen eyes. “R-Really?”

His eyes roamed around your face before he smiles softly and nodded his head. He raised his hand to gently brush away some of your hair strands.

“Yes, bun. Whatever makes you feel more safe.”

Your heart aches, both in happiness and guilt. How can you ever doubt this person? All he do is care for you.

“Thank you, Jungwon.”

“Anything for you.” and he leans to give your nose a kiss before leaving one on the lips as well.

“Thank you for having me today, Mr. and Mrs. (surname).” Jungwon bows politely to your parents.

“No problem, Jungwon! You know you’re always welcome here in our home, right?” your Mom caress his arm that made your boyfriend smile, showing off his dimples.

“Y/n, walk Jungwon out.”

You nod your head and held hands with him as you head outside of your house.

It’s friday night and you two went home as planned, although it got a day early since Jungwon promised that you can stay here for the mean time. Your parents are of course happy about it, your Dad to be specifically.

You had dinner with Jungwon and everything went smoothly. The missing girl was also brought to the conversation and he explained that he wanted to help on the search. He informed them too that he refused for you to be part of it so the chance of being traumatized can be avoided.

“Thank you so much, Won.” your eyes shines through the night light near your house. Jungwon smiles as his thumb rubs over your hand, sending warmth.

He pursed his lips, “You’re welcome.” he heaved a sigh. “Tho I will miss you around our place.”

Your heart swells, “I’ll be back soon.”

He nods, “Just focus on getting proper rest, okay?”

He’s so sweet and caring. You can’t imagine not having him in your life.

“Please eat proper food, as much as possible limit food deliveries.” your reminders made him grin widely.

“I can’t promise that but I will try.”

You nodded with a wide smile. He leans in for an affectionate kiss. The way he did that gave you an impression that he will really miss you. Your hands snaked over his nape, pulling him even closer. You will definitely miss him too.

His driver opened the car’s door for him and with a small smile you waved at him. He even rolled the car’s window to look at you.

“Call me anytime, okay? I will be right here if you need me.”

“I love you.”

His smile grew wider. “I love you more.”

The next day, you and your Mom went to the near market to fetch some fresh vegetables. Some old vendors recognize you right away, getting all excited seeing you around.

“y/n! It’s good to see you looking so well.” one even stated.

“Thank you, its good to see you too.” and you bowed that made her smile warmly.

“Jungwon’s such a good kid, isn’t he?”

You nodded at your Mom. On the way to your house, you two can’t help but to have a conversation about your boyfriend. You’re aware of how thankful she is for him and how bad she wants for him to be with you forever.

“He’s good looking, smart, responsible and even from a great family.” she commented while smiling widely at you.

She’s always been praying for you to find someone who will take good care of you. After you disappeared, she prayed that when you returned, she will not ask for anything else. Since you’re the only child they have, both of your parents wanted nothing but what’s best for you. When you went missing, it felt like the will to live was gone along with you. They’re like dead people, trying to survive.

Jungwon brought them their beloved daughter. And again, they feel alive. So for your parents, he’s not just your savior but also theirs. They will forever be greatful for him.

You spent the day with your parents, trying to enjoy it with them. This is like your second chance in life, and so you wanted to make the best out of it.

“Where are you going, y/n?” your Mom asks when she noticed you putting on shoes.

You looked over your shoulder, “(friend name) is in the library right now. She asked me to meet up for a while.”

Despite the look of worry on her face, she tried to pull up a smile and nodded. After that incident before, she wants to prevent you from going out, specially if Jungwon’s not around. But she also doesn’t want to hold you back and make you feel like a prisoner.

“Please be safe.”

You nodded, “I won’t take long, Mom.”

After bidding goodbye with her, you headed to the public library near your house. It’s a walking distance, but it will take a while unlike if you take a cab.

The library is packed with people, you chose the far end part of the library where there’s lesser people. You picked a random book to get yourself entertained while waiting for your friend. She’s taking time and you didn’t even realized that you dozed off.

You jolted when you felt your phone constantly vibrating.

“Shit.” you cursed and checked your watch to see what’s time it is.

“Oh my gosh,” you stood up and quickly walked outside the library. There’s fewer people now since it’s almost 8pm. You can’t believe that you slept that long and that your friend didn’t even showed up.

You read a text message from her that she cannot make it because of an emergency, but the message arrived after you dozed off.

You slightly calmed down after seeing that the streets aren’t that vacant. People walks around and you stared at the street then spaced out a bit.

It’s just been two days ever since Jungwon let you stay with your parents and you already missed him. It made you wonder why you even wanted to do that. Jungwon’s your comfort person. If there’s someone you should entrust your life with, it should be him.

After making up your mind, you decided to text your parents that you’re with your friend and that you’re heading to Jungwon’s place since its closer. You will surprise him.

You lied being with your friend because they will worry about you and that’s the last thing you wanted. They’ve been worried for you all the time. Even if they don’t see it, the fear of losing you again always occupies their mind.

You tried waiting for a cab but its already been ten minutes and not even one drove past that street. Realizing that it will delay you more, you decided to walk towards Jungwon’s place.

The walk seems peaceful. The stars above you is pretty and the sound of cars driving past you from time to time is a bit comforting. It was fun, not until you felt weird. Like someone is watching you.

Without being too obvious, you craned your neck slightly to look over your shoulder. A man is walking behind you. There’s a good distance between the two of you, but due to what happened from the past it instantly made you panic.

Your heart races and tries to ignore it. Maybe he’s just like you, trying to go somewhere. Not everyone wants to kidnap you. This is nothing. You’re just overthinking.

But when its been five minutes and he’s still following you, you can’t stop yourself from getting even scared and so you pulled your phone out from your pocket then dialled Jungwon’s number.

That man can be harmless, but its better safe than sorry.

Just two rings and your boyfriend picks up right away.

“Hi, baby.”

“Jungwon!” you whispered with shaking tone.

“Baby? Is something wrong?” he noticed your odd tone right away.

“H-Help me! I think somebody is following me!” you hurry your steps and the man’s pace got faster too. This time you’re certain that he’s stalking you.

“What? Why are you outside?” he shuffled in the background.

“P-Please! I’m scared!”

“Turn on your location. I’m on my way to you.” and you did as he told while trying to walk faster.

When you’re about to walk towards the corner, a hand grabbed you. It’s that man. He’s wearing a hood and his hair covers his eyes completely. He also wears a mask that prevents you from seeing his face, making him unknown.

You yelped and quickly yank your arm back before starting running for your life. Tears brim your eyes as you continued running with no direction. He’s still following you because you can hear his steps.

You don’t know for how long but when you made it at the end of this dark alleyway, you bumped into someone. Your eyes shut tightly and you screamed trying to get away from the person’s grip.

“Let me go!” you screamed.

“Baby! It’s me.” and after hearing Jungwon’s familiar voice your eyes cracks open.

Tears streamed down your face as you hug your boyfriend and he caged you between his arms. Jungwon’s eyes roamed around angrily, some of his father’s men approaches him.

“Search for that person.” he seriously said as he tries to comfort you.

“He grabbed me, Jungwon! He will take me!” your cries makes him more angrier.

“Hey,” he cupped your face and made you look at him.

“I’m here, okay? Nobody will take you.” and he kissed your forehead.

He calmed you down first before he took you back to his place. He called a nurse and also your parents to inform them about what happened making them rush to go see you. Cops went too to interview him since he asked not to bother you as you’re still shaken up.

“Thank you for saving her again, son.” your Father claps his hand over his shoulder. This time, no doubt can be seen through his eyes.

Jungwon nods and excused himself. He pulls his phone out from his pocket and dialled his friend’s number. His jaw clenches hard while remembering how scared you look.

“Jungwon?” Heeseung answered.

“Hyung what the fuck? I thought we agreed on doing the plan next week?” he hissed at his friend.

“What do you mean?" his hyung seems taken aback, astonished and clueless as to what’s happening.

“Your man went overboard, he scared the shit out of my girl! We agreed next week!” he’s so pissed just by remember how terrified you were.

Heeseung was about to say something when somebody calls for Jungwon. He cranes his neck and saw that it was your Mom. There’s still tears on her eyes.

“She's asking for you, Jungwon.”

He nods right away.

“I’ll end the call now. Give me the name of that man, I’m getting rid of him.” he whispers and then ended the call before heading to your room.

“Baby,” he calls that made you lift your head.

He opens his arm and joins you at the bed. You’re still crying and its making him even more mad. This is not what he wanted. They never agreed on that man touching you. All he ask is for him to stalk you and scare you a bit. He will surely pay for it.

“Shh, I’m here now.” he kissed your temple and continued hugging you.

While comforting you, Jungwon receives a call. He saw that it was his Heeseung hyung. He sighs and answered it.

“Let’s talk tomorrow hyung, y/n needs someone to—”

“Jungwon this is important.” he started.

“What is it?”

“I called my men and they just told me that they didn’t follow y/n. They know we planned on next week so they’re not the ones behind it.” he said that made Jungwon fell silent, confused.

“Someone else is tailing y/n.”

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