#─★heeseung

[wonallofme]

pinching!

tw and tags: bully!heeseung x plus size!fem!reader, descriptions of bullying, a lot of physical contact, noncon then heavy dubcon, oral sex (f receiving). word count: 2.3k note: originally written with a different idol in mind, this fic was already posted in my old blog. while talking to one of my best friends in the app we decided to re-post old fics for fun and idk why but while checking some of them I felt this one fitted Hee. I changed it a lot tho. anyway, hope someone here likes the concept. i’m a big fan of plus size/chubby reader but haven’t had the opportunity to talk about it here in the blog yet so, if you like it too, please don’t hesitate to hit my (empty) inbox! special thanks to fairy for being my first-ever beta reader ❤️

You have a couple of memories from that place, like how good it felt to hug your grandmother before bed, how there was a little stall in front of your school that always had tasty sweets, and how there was a little boy you used to walk home with after classes finished.

There wasn’t much objection once your mother said you would go back and live together in your grandmother's place not to leave the house empty. You had a couple of friends, but it was nothing special, so you said goodbye to them and moved with your mother without problem.

You had to admit you were kind of happy to move. Yeah, you wouldn’t be able to hug your grandmother, but at least you would feel her presence with the old floors and flower decorations that surrounded every room. Perhaps you could eat those sweets again, and there was the chance of making new friends too. Good things could come, you thought.

If you’re honest, you just hoped you could see him again.

You should've known at that point in your life that having expectations only leaves the sour aftertaste of disappointments.

The stall wasn’t there anymore, the entire house had changed because of your mother's decision, leaving no trace of your grandmother behind, and the sweet boy that used to follow you with a smile now followed you to make fun of you.

It was easy to recognize him. He had the same eyes and shiny smile, and you were elated to see a good, old friend all grow up into a real man. Sadly, he wasn’t as happy as you to see you again, showing you a disgusted face once you told him who you were.

‘’Don’t fucking talk to me,’’ he said, and you didn’t understand what you had done wrong. Perhaps you were too confident, your perfume wasn’t to his liking, or your hand was sweating too much when you touched him. You honestly had no idea why he reacted like that, but you understood that, just like his appearance, he had changed too. 

After all, that sweet boy you used to know would’ve never talked to you that way.

That interaction alone was enough to make you never want to approach him again. You didn’t want to hear that tone or see that expression again, so you did your best. You avoided him in the hallway, you stayed in your seat not to cross his way during breaks, and you didn’t look his way when you recognized his voice. 

It was all useless though.

You had become his new favourite thing.

At first, he was all words and no bite. He’d throw comments every now and then about your physical appearance, like comparing you to a pig when you ate your lunch in the cafeteria or mocking your uniform for being bigger than normal because of your size. 

His friends only laughed at these comments, and those who weren’t his friends stayed silent. They were different groups but shared one same trait– None dared to approach you, afraid of receiving the same treatment from him.

Then, he started to touch you.

He pinched your arm, telling you to give him your homework to copy it. Later, it was your cheeks, telling you to stop eating if you didn’t want to gain weight. Finally, one day, when everyone had left for the PE class while you were searching for your towel in your seat, approaching you silently from behind, he pinched your waist.

Scared, you turned to him. It had hurt a lot more than when he did it to your cheeks. You knew that, more than to bother you or call your attention, like on the other occasions, he had done it with all the intention of hurting you.

When you looked at his face, you noticed that his typical grin wasn’t there, replaced by a surprised expression and curious eyes instead. Somehow, you felt that something bad was about to happen, so you pushed him out of the way and walked out of there as soon as you could without caring that you were leaving with empty hands.

‘’Where’s your towel?’’ your teacher asked you.

‘’I forgot it,’’ you answered, not wanting to return to the classroom.

Later, Heeseung arrived with your towel in his hand, and you got punished for not bringing all the obligatory material.

He got worse.

if he crossed you in the hallways, he would shamelessly pinch your waist until you hissed, and when he found you in the library, between shelves, he would pinch your ass, grinning from ear to ear at the picture of you biting your lips not to make a sound so you wouldn’t get in trouble again.

As if everything he did was an innocent game, he smiled at you after nipping different parts of your body, like the side of your ribcage when you decided to walk away from his teasing, the back of your hand when you tried to push him away, or your thighs when he sat beside you in the cafeteria or the study room.

‘’Why are you doing this?’’ you whispered, pushing his hand away from prying under your skirt and pinching your upper leg.

‘’Look at all that skin,’’ he answered, grabbing your round hand with force to stop you from getting away. ‘’Your body is begging for it.’’

When you tried to do it again, to get away from his hands, he pinched the space of your chest that your bra didn’t cover.

Making you whimper in pain, he laughed at your hurt expression.

‘’It really hurts!’’ you tried to reason with him, but he was a lost cause. It didn’t matter that you were full of little purple and green spots, flinching at the mere sight of him lurking around, he wanted more.

This is going to end at one point, you tried to tell yourself.

He’d get tired and leave you alone when he found a new toy. It was impossible he only focused on you the entire time, and even if it was like that, it was your last year. After that, you prayed, you’d never see him again.

Everything comes to an end.

Your house was the only safe space you had. Even if it wasn’t anything like the warm memory you had about it, it was a place that had never been tainted by Heeseung, unlike your school, or the streets you walked to arrive there.

Sometimes, he would follow you while murmuring insults, pretending to be a good friend walking you home. Nonetheless, once you opened your entrance door and saw that he stayed feet away, you would exhale, relieved that he didn’t try to follow you inside, too.

‘’Your friend is waiting for you in your room,’’ your mother smiled. ‘’I’ll go and buy something for you to eat later’’ 

She, unlike you, was excited to have him there, and you, trying to breathe properly not to show how the panic was consuming you, nodded.

‘’He’s become such a handsome man,’’ she murmured before leaving.

There was nothing you could do to run away, it was your house, and opening your room door, you saw him calmly looking at your stuff.

Your pillow wasn’t where you left it, so it was impossible to deny he had been roaming around for a while, invading your space and doing whatever he wanted, like he always did.

Standing in front of your bookshelf, one of your diaries open in his hands, he sensed your presence.

‘’Didn’t know you took so many walks, thought you would never come,’’ he said, passing the page and inspecting its content as if there was something in particular he was looking for. ‘’It doesn’t explain why you still look like that though.’’

‘’Heeseung, I’ve done nothing to you,’’ you sounded as if you were begging at that point. ‘’Why– I just don’t get why.’’

‘’I have my reasons,’’ he answered, closing the book and leaving it where it previously was.

You flinched when he showed the intention of getting close to you. Your hands became fists behind you, fully alert, one of them gripping the knob, ready to run into another room in case he tried to hurt you again.

‘’We were friends,’’ you said, lower lip slightly trembling. ‘’Please, stop. It hurts, Heeseung. It hurts a lot.’’

He saw you like that, broken, vulnerable, and he beamed.

Walking towards you, you thought your body would listen to you and escape, but it didn’t.

As you remained frozen in your place, caging you with his body, he finished closing the door behind you. Too late, you only reacted after hearing the loud click the secure did.

You started trembling as you realised he had blocked the only way of running away you had.

‘’But if I don’t touch you, who else will?’’ he whispered, taking your shaking hand in his. 

Not pinching it this time, he interlocked his fingers with yours and pulled you closer to him. Your torso compacting his made you more conscious of how you were completely alone in your room, and, therefore, of how unrestrained he was allowed to act.

‘’If you’re good, I’ll stop being so hard on you. What do you think about that?’’ he offered.

You didn’t understand him. Being good with what? 

Looking up at him, you couldn’t move your chest from pressing his because his other hand, forcing you to stay in your place, went to rest over the small of your back, the generous curve from your ass to your waist that was the object of so many of his jokes.

You could see where his actions were going. 

You felt yourself get nauseous with his body temperature and his aroma suffocating you due to the inexistent distance between your bodies.

‘’My mom will come back in any second…’’ you didn’t know what other excuse to use.

‘’I’ll be quick,’’ he smiled, wetting his lips, unconsciously sending a signal to your brain that screamed for you to just be good and get it over with.

‘’Will it hurt?’’ Your face betrayed you, plainly showing all the fears you had, giving him, once again, the upper hand.

‘’Not anymore,’’ he assured you. His hand that used to bring you so much pain suddenly became gentle and trailed up, caressing your arm with multiple marks created by him before finding your chest, and groping it with obvious satisfaction a few times, he felt them until he decided he wanted to touch more of you.

His hands continued their way until he found his new goal.

He cupped your face with a tenderness you had never met from him before, and not wanting to provoke him in any way, you muted yourself. 

To his unpleasant care, thumbs caressing your cheeks, you didn’t make a single noise, not the hiss you always let out when he pinched you, nor the cry when he painfully rubbed your soft skin.

‘’Well done,’’ he praised you, proud of what he recognised as your acceptance.

He expected you to continue being so obedient when he obliged your thighs to open with his knee.

Quickly, he found his place.

You didn’t know what to expect, but you never imagined the situation would end with him ditching your pants somewhere in your room and desperately dropping to his knees so he could accommodate between your trembling legs, slurping all the involuntary wetness your body made you drip not to suffer when the moment of taking him arrived.

Not being able to call his name properly, you whined when his palms gripped your meaty thighs a bit too hard and his tongue found your entrance, penetrating it with sloppy stabs.

The sensation of the tip of his nose bumping against your clit and his fingers separating your plump folds made you bite your lips to stop what felt like a moan.

He was eating you out like a starved man.

Your hands went to his hair, and you have no idea what flooded you, but you felt free to hurt him too. 

You wanted him to suffer too.

Full of unknown courage, you pulled his hair and moved your hips to crush his face, using him instead of the other way around.

Then, it felt good– To hurt him felt way too good. 

You thought, maybe this is why he does it, because you had never felt so powerful and in control before, especially, with him.

Looking down, you two made eye contact even with your chubby stomach prodding out. 

His eyes had nothing of the mockery they always showed. Instead, they were completely lost, drunk and unfocused. You couldn’t contain your moans anymore when his eyes batted and he seemed pleased to have your attention on him.

Not much after he started fucking you harder with his tongue, the knot in your stomach started to feel so tight you knew it would snap in any second.

Without intention, or maybe with all the intention, you closed your large legs around his head, not caring that you were crushing his face as you strongly came over his mouth and nose. 

He mewled, hugging your legs as you asphyxiated him for many seconds before your orgasm finished and you inevitably relaxed. 

Just after giving him everything you had, you finally allowed him to breathe. 

You freed him from your hold, but he didn’t move away immediately.

Gulping your remaining juices, he hardly inhaled once through his nose before he started licking the drops of your orgasm inside your thighs, leaving a trail of kisses along the way until he found his new favourite thing.

With both hands on the back of your thighs, he blinked multiple times before his tongue found its way between your folds, searching for your clit to leave a last loving lick.

As if he was proud you had abused him, only separating forcedly because of your hands pushing his head away from your sensitive clit, he took open-mouthed deep breaths with a still dazed expression.

Regaining some of his senses, he talked with the lower half of his face glistening.

‘’See? This didn’t hurt, right?’’ he smiled.

[tzyunaes]

ONE MORE KISS ⟢𓈒𓈒 wherein you refuse to kiss them back

bf!엔하이픈 ⟡    𝑓𝖾𝗆!r    ───────𝗀 .   fluff established relationship  &&   𝖼𝗐  .  skinship & kissing ‎ ‎ . . . 11OO ｡     [  𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗋𝒾𝗌 ]

jennifer says .. too short but still took me a while TT hope you enjoy ! ^^

lee heeseung

heeseung’s lips brushes against your lips as he leans in for the nth time for a kiss but you pull back, refusing to give him his all so desired kiss. his eyes gleam in confusion ; changing into his infamous bambi expression,

“baby…” he whines, pout visible in his face, you hold back the laugh and try to put on a stoic face just to tease him more, “no more kisses for you today, you've gotten enough,” heeseung’s eyes widens at that,

“are you seriously putting restrictions on kissing my own wife?” he mutters, making your heart flutter and letting the pink hue scar your cheeks and you finally give in, mumbling “fine, you win” in a flustered state and his face doesn't take long to brighten up and a faint grin breaks in as he leans for another kiss from his “wife”.

park jongseong

as jay leans in to steal another kiss from you, you lean back to his surprise. you could see his pretty eyes twinkling in confusion but vanishing as soon cause he already knew it's just you and your new playfulness every other day, he holds back a chuckle and pulls you closer by your waist.

“oh c’mon baby, not this again,” he says, “let me get one more kiss pretty please, princess?” making you look away to hide your flustered state, you just knew that he caught your little game and decided to play along,

he chuckles and nuzzles your neck “don’t say no now,” his whisper warm in your exposed skin. the sensation makes you feel butterflies and you finally decide to give in and peck his lips.

he smiles faintly, his eyes lighting up like he could never be more happier and leans down engulfing your lips in his.

sim jaeyun

“hi my pretty girlfriend, i want another kiss,” he states when you pull away from his embrace and reject his soft pretty lips on you, staring at you like a needy puppy.

you stifle back a chuckle when you see the gaze and look away, “literally no, it was supposed to be one kiss, you're making this too long,” he could've tried to be offended but couldn't when he saw the mischievous glint in your eyes he held back a grin, wrapping his arm around your waist.

“well, can you blame a man for wanting to shower his girl with kisses? your cheeks turn red by his infectious words, “try again,” though your expression betrays your declaration.

he chuckles and leans in, a satisfied grin taking over his face when you don't back away and pulls you in a sloppy kiss.

park sunghoon

his eyebrows furrowed in confusion when you don't kiss him back and stay still. “what happened, princess? did i do something wrong?”

sunghoon’s soft and tired gaze lingered on your face to find out the reason for it. he's been resting his head on your chest for the whole evening, cherishing the love of his life in the warmth of the lazy sunday, he sure needed a while to catch on to your little prank.

you giggle softly, shaking your head in response to his plea and cup his face, “no baby, i was just being silly,”

you nearly whisper, his face brightens up in an instant. “now now, let me steal my kiss, pretty girl,” his voice follows with a faint smile as he starts peppering your whole face with kisses, earning pecks from you as well, adoration visible in his pretty eyes as ever.

kim sunoo

a loud melodramatic gasp echoes in the air when you move away from sunoo’s embrace, followed by a pout on his pretty face, he immediately knows what you're doing and rolls his eyes playfully.

“oh c’monnn,” he whines, making you giggle out loud when you see his expression, “what?” you state, knowing what it exactly is, “you know what” he huffs but playful glint visible in his eyes as he moves closer to you, “c’mon, angel. look at your pretty boyfie, do you not see the need to shower him with kisses?”

you roll your eyes, “i literally don't—” your words left hanging in the air when his lips captured yours and brought you closer.

with a soft sigh that resembled that you chose to give in cause you already melted in your boyfriend's embrace, you let him and kiss him back anyway.

yang jungwon

the sun allowed its warm rays to peek through the curtains. as you lie in the bed together, jungwon gently roll over to your body and nuzzle your face, expecting for a kiss but you dodge it, his eyebrows furrowing,

“baby please,” he pleas, definitely not patient with your games and teasing, but you weren't going to give in that easily either.

he hovers over you sulking, “oh you're gonna pull this on me right now? do you hate me be honest,” he retorts half dramatically half playfully, you giggle, “stop being so dramatic, wonnie. you will live,” you say, making him sulk even more. “you can't be serious right now. pleaseee just one kiss.”

he whines, staring at you as he almost cages you against the bed and his hands moving to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear and wait for you to kiss him. you laugh softly before finally pecking his lips and is face breaks into a satisfied grin too quickly.

nishimura riki

as soon as you dodge the kiss from his duckie lips and giggle internally, he already knows it and will definitely pull out his teasing cocky side like a reverse card.

as you pulled back from him and leaned back in the couch, he smirks teasingly, “oh? are you really gonna do this now, pretty girl? c’mon, you know you won't be able to resist me,” he states, letting you take your time, the confident smug smile visible in his face causing you to roll your eyes.

you try to pull back and keep looking away but as your not so sweet boyfriend said, you can’ resist him for too long, you finally let out a sigh and go back to him for a kiss, “that's more like it, baby."

he says with a smile, pulling you to his lap and kissing your lips, “you're too cocky i hope you know that.” you retort, though a pink ray visible in your face.

[chaezpie]

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PAIRING! ⸻ enhypen ! ot7 × female reader

NOTE! ⸻ randomly came online to drop some texts... so.. here you go. highly suggestive!!!

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[simjaexy]

Horny reader and heeseung. Oml I can just imagine how horny she would be with big dick heeseung.

I can already imagine it

Big dick! Heeseung would love your juicy walls squeezing around his big girth. He could practically feel your warmth swallowing him. He’d throw his head back in pleasure with pebbles of sweat on his neck as he lets out long drawn moans making you feel even more wet. Your whines would be so slutty and loud that even the neighbors hear you guys. But you’re too dumb fuck to care.

Big dick! Heeseung would put you in a headlock as he pounds deep into your puffy pussy making tears stream down your face with saliva dipping out your mouth. You came so much that the sound of squelching noises of where your bodies connect could be mostly heard with the bed creaking. You’d pant and moan from the exhaustion while Heeseung eyebrows are furrowed sexily. Why are you exhausted when he’s doing all the work?

Big dick! Heeseung who doesn’t know that his dick is too much for you, your moans and pants soon turning into cries as you feel his mushroom tip hitting all the right spots. He soothes you by calling you ‘good girl’ or ‘your doing so good babygirl- fuck! love this pussy’ and who are you to complain? He’d groan into your ear and bite it making you shiver causing you to cum again.

Big dick! Heeseung who cums so much inside you that you feel so full to the point you cum again. You’d let out harsh uneven breathing while Heeseung smirks and dips his head down, giving you a soft kiss. As much as you felt exhausted, you couldn’t help but grip his big dick and stroke it. Heeseung would hiss, feeling it hardened again. And just like that, you two would go for a fourth round.

I’m a slut for Heeseung but wtv

[okwonyo]

CAN YOU SEE ME？ IM WAITING FOR THE RIGHT TIME ..

──── 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗇’𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾, 𝗇𝗈 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇.

bsf!enhypen x fem!rea 7OO non-idol au fluff potential future relationship ૮(^﹏^ ! skinship jealousy 【 MUSÉE 】

じや wrote this in a rush ! enjoy 🎀

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𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆 ｡ ｡ watches you from a distance. with his eyes wide as a deer caught in the headlights, he doesn’t say anything or does anything about it— he just watches. he can’t help but observe your movements, the way you laugh or how you tuck your hair behind your ear while you talk to the other man. he studies you, sadness in his eyes, trying to find out if you are interested in someone other than him or not. “what?” you ask him when you see the grimace on his face. instead of answering, he questions you too, “do you like him?” relief washes over him in a wave when you shake your head, “i thought we were just talking but he wanted more,” then you add, “i’d rather spend time with you”.

⠀ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ﹙ᵕ ᵕ⠀look under the cut ! ♡

𝐉𝐀𝐘 ｡ ｡ is always near you. in any circumstances, in any sort of place. if you are near, he is too— almost as if he was your bodyguard or, you as you prefer to say, guardian angel. any person that approaches you, approaches him too and needs to get approved by him to even talk to you. therefore, there is no need to explain that when a guy tries to talk to you, they get hit by a presence impossible to ignore right behind you. the menacing glares can make anyone pale and stumble over their words in front of you. and the funniest part, is that you are well aware of that but decide to act clueless— always shooting a fake confused look at him before smiling sweetly when yet another man runs away from you.

𝐉𝐀𝐊𝐄 ｡ ｡ as your known best friend, many people come to him when they wonder if you are single and try to find a way to ask you out. unfortunately for them, he is not only your best friend but also desperately and irrevocably in love with you. so, in lieu of giving proper answers and advice, he assures them that you are already taken, by no one else but him. and to be completely honest, it works quite well. he even likes to, just for the sake of the silly little lie— of course, be really clingy in front of others. you don’t mind, he has always been like that, and it makes him happy to touch you for a second and be your lover. even if it’s through everyone’s eyes but yours.

𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍 ｡ ｡ he has a special radar for whoever has romantic interests towards you. i mean, he would know how having a crush ok you feels like. since he has been in love with you since primary school. so, where are both around someone who seems to like a you a little bit too much, he starts his extra-clingy and affectionate best friend act. draping his arm on your shoulders, talking to you nonstop and asking for your attention as soon as your eyes go on anywhere else but him. “are you drunk?” you laugh all of the time, not even annoyed in the slightest. he is drunk, drunk in love.

𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐎 ｡ ｡ he is unable to control his face when a guy comes to talk to you. he stares at him with a disgusted and utterly offended expression on the surface of his face. as soon as romance is being involved, he tugs you close without thinking— the petname ‘sweetheart’ even slip out. you don’t seem to mind, you only excuse yourself to your other interlocutor before focusing fully on your best friend. when you don’t look, he shoots to the flabbergasted man a very proud grin. he loves to be your favorite.

𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐖𝐎𝐍 ｡ ｡ he is flabbergasted, took over by immense disbelief and utter shock. he just watched the cashier shamelessly flirt with you— right in front of hom, without decorum. yes, he is not your boyfriend, but come on! he believes that the cashier should have been a little bit ashamed at least. “please,” he pleads as soon as you get out of the shop. “don’t tell me you are going to go out with that guy.” you immediately smile, a teasing question already tingling your tongue, “why? are you jealous?” his heart drops, his face reddens and he starts walking as you chuckle.

𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐈 ｡ ｡ uses all his strength to try to not be jealous— alas, he fails as soon as he even thinks about you and that ‘nobody’ together. he looks at you with sad eyes and a frown, as if he was a kicked puppy, whereupon you tell him you got asked on a date by the stranger. “wouldn’t you rather spend time with me?” he asks you, and you giggle. “what? this guy will be boring in two weeks but, i will be fun forever.” this idiot isn’t even able to contain his happiness when you tell him that he is right, that you will stay with him tonight. he is so happy that he hugs you, tight.

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[coqhee]

𓍯 ⸝⸝ JUST A BET ╱ L.HS ONESHOT

IN WHICH ✷ you bet heeseung that you can find him his perfect girl ∘ ∘ ∘ more

희승 x f!r ― f2l angst fluff && jealousy cursing kissing oc usage highschool au heeseung x oc (not the end relationship) ⨯ 5OO4

em's note ★ wouldn't be a banger if i DIDN'T include angst, actually kinda fw this one heavyyyy lawl, cause yall ever help your situationship get w someone else haha.. ha. ha.

ALL YOUR LIFE YOU HAD KNOWN LEE HEEESUNG TO BE STOIC TOWARDS GIRLS.

somehow it seemed that every girl in your school was in love with heeseung. of course, that was an exaggeration, but somehow every single pretty popular girl you knew would just get flat rejected by heeseung. 

a simple “sorry, i don’t like you like that,” would be all he was given and it was in no time that rumors spread that heeseung just wasn’t into girls given his track record.

at this point, you began to feel bad for the girls, even worse for him that he couldn’t find the one.  just how could you not like them though. they were even sweet and kind, and didn’t even have a bad personality.

everyone surrounding the two of you seemed to be in a relationship except him and you.

you, because you were hopelessly in love with your best friend, and heeseung, well because he just couldn’t seem to find the one and didn’t seem to care to find the one.

at first it started as a joke, when you were hanging out in your room supposedly, ‘studying,’ when you told him “you’re so picky with girls, let me set you up with someone,” 

heeseung had raised an eyebrow at your suggestion, a skeptical smirk tugging at his lips. “and you think you can find me the one?” he teased, crossing his arms back further against the chair near your desk, “haha, very funny y/n,”

“i know i can,” you shot back, your confidence only half-feigned. “you just need someone who gets you, and clearly, you’re incapable of finding her yourself.”

heeseung rolled your eyes at your bullshit statement, he wasn’t buying a single second of it.

“great so then what's my type huh?” he asked, clearly amused with your antics.

you paused, his question catching you off guard. “your type?” you repeated, stalling for time as you racked your brain trying to think of what his type was.

heeseung leaned forward, resting his chin on his hand as he smirked. “yeah, y/n. if you’re so sure you can find me ‘the one’, you must know what kind of girl i’m into.”

“oh, that’s easy,” you said quickly, refusing to let him see you falter. “someone smart, kind, sarcastic, funny—basically someone who can put up with your dumbass.”

heeseung raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “so... basically you?”

you blinked, feeling your face heat up at his unexpected comment. “what? no! i meant someone like me, not me specifically,” you clarified, trying to sound dismissive. “i mean sort of? but like, not me obviously, you know?” you tried chuckling to brush off any arising emotions. 

afterall, he’s just your best friend. and everyone knows, don’t fall in love with your best friend or else it gets messy.

he laughed, the sound light and teasing. “relax, y/n, i’m just messing with you. but seriously, if you think you’ve got this all figured out, prove it. find her.”

“fine,” you said, crossing your arms. “give me a week. i’ll find you someone who’s exactly your type, and you’ll be thanking me when you two ride off into the sunset together.”

“deal,” he said, leaning back in his chair with a smug grin. “but just so you know, if you can’t pull this off, i’m never letting you live it down.”

“and if i do?” you countered, narrowing your eyes at him.

heeseung thought for a moment before shrugging. “then i owe you. big time. whatever you want.”

“you’re going to regret that,” you said, smirking as you stood up and grabbed your bag.

“we’ll see,” heeseung called after you, his voice laced with amusement.

the two of you went back to actually doing work, however, your mind raced with a mix of determination and unease. finding someone for heeseung sounded simple enough in theory—but why did the idea of him falling for someone else feel like a knot tightening in your chest?

─── ♡

HONESTLY, YOU WERE CONSIDERING JUST NOT SETTING HIM UP WITH ANYONE AND ADMITTING FAILURE.

while it would hurt seeing him getting along with one of your friends and potentially going out with them, you figured your pride would hurt more if you didn’t win this stupid bet. 

stupid you, stupid bet, stupid stakes, stupid prizes.

though, you wouldn’t let your own feelings get in the way of trying to make your best friend find his forever girl. that wouldn’t be fair—to him, to the girls he might actually click with, or even to yourself. you told yourself you were doing this out of genuine care, that it wasn’t some half-hearted attempt to distract yourself from the feelings you’d been burying for years.

maybe, just maybe, seeing him happy with someone else would finally push you to let go. watching him smile the way he always did when he was truly at ease, only this time with someone else by his side, might be the catalyst you needed to accept what you’d been trying to avoid: that heeseung would never see you the way you saw him.

you sighed, scrolling through your contacts in search of someone who might fit the impossible checklist you’d mentally created for heeseung. someone funny, smart, patient, and—above all—someone who wouldn’t make your chest ache every time they laughed together.

surely, that would make things easier. seeing him in love—real love—might make you realize that you weren’t the one for him, and that was okay. or at least, that’s what you told yourself. maybe in the process, you’d learn how to untangle your heart from his, stop feeling the way you did whenever he flashed that lopsided grin at you or leaned in just a little too close during your late-night study sessions.

maybe, for once, you could finally move on with your life.

but the thought of it stung in a way you didn’t want to admit. because deep down, you weren’t sure if seeing him happy with someone else would mend the ache in your chest—or make it worse.

your finger hovered over a name, one of your mutual friends who you thought might work. yeorin. she was sweet, easygoing, and had mentioned in passing that she thought heeseung was cute.

perfect. just…not for you.

your chest tightened at the thought, but you ignored it, convincing yourself it didn’t matter. this wasn’t about you. it was about him. so you texted her, casually suggesting a group hangout and strategically arranging it so she and heeseung would have plenty of time to talk.

the hangout itself seemed to go fine—or so you told yourself. you kept a careful eye on them from across the room, watching as they exchanged polite smiles and small talk. it didn’t hurt, not really, but you couldn’t deny the odd feeling that settled in your stomach when you saw the way yeorin laughed at his jokes.

you couldn’t lie and say that you weren’t happy when heeseung reported back to you, that she just “didn’t match his vibe,”

when heeseung reported back to you the next day, you couldn’t lie and say you weren’t relieved when he shrugged and said, “she just didn’t match my vibe.”

you raised an eyebrow, masking the quiet satisfaction bubbling up in your chest. “what’s that supposed to mean?”

“i don’t know,” heeseung replied, leaning back against the cafeteria table. “she’s nice and all, but it felt... off. like, there wasn’t anything to talk about,”

you masked your relief with quick witted jabs at him, with a chuckle, “maybe you’re the common denominator, and you’re just faulty.

he gave you a mock glare before cracking a smile. “yeah, or maybe she’s just not my type. you’re the expert here, aren’t you? isn’t it your job to figure this out?”

you laughed, though your mind was already racing to come up with the next plan. this wasn’t going to be easy. “okay,” 

─── ♡

YOU WERE CONTENT WITH TRYING AND FAILING, UNTIL YOU FAILED YOURSELF AND INTRODUCED HIM TO HER.

weeks of casual scouting, setting up dates with mutual friends that you knew were into him, and analyzing potential matches later, you finally introduced heeseung to her—a sweet, bright girl named hyejin from your calculus class.

you’d always thought she’d be perfect for him. she was kind, outgoing, and had that same quiet confidence that heeseung carried himself with. to your surprise (and mild horror), the two of them hit it off almost immediately.

they even looked good together, more so than you and him would ever.

you’d watched from a distance during the group outing you’d orchestrated, pretending not to care as heeseung and hyejin laughed together, their conversation flowing effortlessly. heeseung’s usual guarded demeanor had softened, and for the first time, you saw him genuinely invested in getting to know someone.

“you’re really good at this matchmaking thing,” your friend karina had whispered, nudging your side as she caught you watching them.

you forced a smile, brushing it off. “i guess so. he deserves to be happy, you know? thank god finally, hate that guy,” you attempted to joke, feeling your throat go dry.

karina hummed sensing your mock laugh, but kept quiet.

the final straw came during another hangout between the three of you, which was just you third wheeling on a date. hyejin had been running late, and while you and heeseung waited for her to arrive, he seemed distracted, checking his phone every few minutes.

“nervous or something?” you joked, nudging him with your elbow.

heeseung smiled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. “no, just...i don’t want her to feel left out when she gets here.”

“she’ll be fine,” you assured him, forcing a smile. “she likes you, remember? you’ve got nothing to worry about.”

when hyejin finally showed up, the way heeseung’s face lit up was all the confirmation you needed. you watched as he stood up to greet her, his usually calm demeanor breaking into a soft, boyish grin that you’d never seen directed at you.

and that’s when it hit you—this wasn’t just a game anymore. this wasn’t about proving you could find him the perfect girl. this was real, and heeseung was slipping further away from you with every passing day.

you kept up the charade, though. every time heeseung mentioned her name, you smiled and encouraged him, offering advice or teasing him about being “whipped” already.

“she’s different,” he’d said one afternoon when the two of you were hanging out in the library.

“different how?” you asked, trying to keep your tone light even as your stomach twisted.

“i don’t know,” he admitted, running a hand through his hair. “she’s just...easy to talk to. i feel like she actually gets me, you know?”

you nodded, swallowing the lump in your throat. “that’s great, hee. i’m happy for you.”

“guess you won our bet huh,” he joked, his full attention on texting hyejin back the second his phone lit up with a text from her.

“yeah. guess i did,” you hummed, too distracted to even fully register what he was saying anymore, too focused on the way his eyes lit up just seeing her text.

─── ♡

YOU FIGURED THAT WAS THE END OF YOU AND HIM.

and you weren’t wrong to think so. you couldn’t bare to see him with her. every single time you did, you felt like smashing your head into a locker just to push away the thought of how you just weren’t her.

plus who would want their talking phase hanging around his girl best friend, and it’s not even like she didn’t invite you to their hangouts. cause she did. and it hurt you more knowing that she was doing it because she didn’t mind that. 

because she was perfect, and she wasn’t two faced or anything like how you somewhere deep down hoped she was. you wished you could have a reason to hate her. but in reality, you hated her because you couldn’t find a reason to.

you started pulling away, not all at once, but little by little—enough for heeseung to notice, but not enough for him to call you out on it. you skipped out on hangouts with their new couple group, citing homework or vague excuses about being busy. when heeseung texted, you’d reply late, blaming it on being “swamped with assignments.” you even started sitting a few rows away in class, pretending not to notice when he looked for you.

but the truth was, you were avoiding him because being around him—around them—hurt more than you could handle.

you couldn’t tell which hurt more, talking to him, or not talking to him at all. both equally felt like you were ripping your heart out of your chest and stabbing it with a fork over, and over, and over.

the worst part was, heeseung still checked in on you. he’d send you little messages asking if you were okay, reminding you not to skip meals, and forwarding memes to make you laugh. it made it harder, knowing he still cared in some way, but it wasn’t the way you wanted.

the hardest pill to swallow was you only had yourself to blame it on. not heeseung, not hyejin, or any of your other friends that said they looked cute together.

“you’re being ridiculous, you know,” karina said one afternoon as the two of you sat in your usual spot in the library.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about,” you muttered, not looking up from your notes.

karina sighed, shutting her book with a dramatic thud. “you’re avoiding heeseung like he has the plague. do you really think he hasn’t noticed?”

“he doesn’t care,” you lied, the words bitter in your mouth. “he’s got hyejin now. he doesn’t need me around.”

karina frowned, leaning closer. “that’s not true, and you know it. just because he’s dating her doesn’t mean he’s forgotten about you. you’re his best friend, y/n. don’t throw that away because you’re jealous.”

you flinched at her bluntness but didn’t deny it. you hated how transparent you were, how easily karina could see through the wall you were trying to put up.

“it’s not jealousy,” you said finally, though even you didn’t believe it. “i just... i need space, from him, thats all.”

karina sighed again, but she didn’t press further. fine. but don’t let this space turn into a permanent gap, y/n. he’s going to notice eventually, and it’s going to hurt him too.”

her words stayed with you long after she left. maybe she was right, but you couldn’t help thinking it was better this way. better to let the distance grow now, while he had hyejin to lean on, than to risk clinging to something you’d already lost.

even though they weren’t officially dating, they might as well have been in your head the way you had took a step back from your friendship between the both of them.

so you kept your distance, even as it killed you to do so. you weren’t losing him, because you never had him. because if heeseung was happy with her, then wasn’t that enough?

─── ♡

THE NEXT TIME YOU SAW HEESEUNG FACE TO FACE WAS AT ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE GROUP OUTINGS.

you’d tried to avoid it, of course, but karina dragged you along, claiming you needed to “stop being a hermit” and “face your feelings head-on.” despite your protests, you found yourself sitting in a crowded booth at a diner, stuck between karina and jake while heeseung and hyejin sat directly across from you.

the whole setup was a slow burn of torture. heeseung was his usual self—laughing, teasing jake, and making jokes that made everyone around him burst into giggles. but you noticed the way his attention kept drifting to you, how he’d glance your way every so often as if trying to gauge what you were thinking.

you tried your best to put on your strongest face at least for tonight. pretend that everything that was fine.

“you’ve been quiet tonight,” heeseung said suddenly, his voice cutting through the chatter.

you blinked, startled, as everyone’s eyes turned to you. “oh, uh, just tired,” you said, forcing a smile.

“y/n’s always tired,” jake chimed in, nudging you with his elbow. “or at least that’s her go-to excuse for everything.”

“it’s a good excuse,” you shot back, grateful for the distraction.

heeseung’s gaze lingered on you for a moment longer, something unreadable in his expression, before hyejin said something to him, and his attention shifted back to her.

as the night went on, you couldn’t help but notice how effortlessly hyejin fit into the group. she laughed at all the right moments, added just enough to the conversation without overshadowing anyone, and seemed to understand heeseung in a way that made your stomach twist.

you hated how perfect she was.

“gonna go pay,” you mumbled to karina, sliding out of the booth before anyone could stop you. might as well pick up the bill to make up for all the hangouts you had missed.

once at the front counter paying for your shitty overpriced meal, you looked at the mirror behind the counter, looking yourself in the eye.

“pull yourself together,” you muttered under your breath, closing your eyes taking a sigh, waiting for the people in front of you to finish paying.

when you opened your eyes, you noticed heeseung’s familiar figure behind you when you looked into the mirror. you looked him up and down from the side noticing how tense he seemed.

heeseung didn’t move. instead crossing his arms over his chest. “you’ve been avoiding me.”

you froze, your heart hammering in your chest. “i don’t know what you’re talking about.”

he raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. “you barely text back, you skip out on plans, and now you won’t even look me in the eye. what’s going on, y/n?”

your throat tightened, and you looked away, pretending to focus on finding something in your bag, fumbling around with the chapstick, wallet, and candy wrapper still remnant in it. “nothing’s going on. you’re imagining things.”

“don’t do that,” he said, his voice softening. “don’t shut me out.”

you swallowed hard, the weight of his words pressing down on you. for a moment, you thought about telling him the truth—about the jealousy, the hurt, and the feelings you’d been burying for years. but then you thought about hyejin, and how happy he seemed with her, and the words caught in your throat.

“i’m fine, heeseung,” you said finally, forcing a smile, looking him straight in the eye. “you don’t need to worry about me, go sit down at the table with karina, jake, and hyejin, i got the bill,”

“okay,” he said quietly. “but i’m here if you need me.”

as he left to go back to the table, your heart felt heavier than ever. because you knew you needed him. you just weren’t sure he needed you anymore.

─── ♡

THE DAYS THAT FOLLOWED WERE A BLUR OF AWKWARD SILENCES AND FORCED SMILES.

you continued to avoid heeseung as best as you could, half-heartedly pretending everything was fine, by smiling when you did happen to see him. but deep down, the weight of the distance between the two of you was starting to gnaw at you.

you couldn’t lie and say that you didn’t make specialized playlists about the breakup that never happened, since well. you were just never together. 

what surprised you the most was when hyejin asked you to go get coffee and chat. you weren’t close with her (or at least not anymore), and it confused you even more when she mentioned it would’ve just been the two of you. 

"hey," she greeted, her voice soft and calm. "glad you could make it."

“i just wanted to check in with you,” hyejin said, her eyes studying you with an understanding that made you feel both seen and vulnerable.

you slid into the seat across from her, still unsure of why she wanted to talk. "yeah i’m okay. what’s going on? you sounded like you really wanted to chat."

“well, it’s about…you,”

oh.

here's the part where she tells you that you need to stop being friends with heeseung and it’s getting in the way, and she’s not comfortable with him having extremely close female fri-

“thank you for introducing me to heeseung. he’s one hell of a guy, and so extremely kind. but, he’s not mine. i know it. i know his heart belongs to you,” she smiles, a grain of hurt coming from her voice, yet the way she grins, holding your hand in hers is more admirable than you could ever imagine.

you froze, your heart stopping for a moment. "what?" you managed to choke out, almost in disbelief. you couldn’t have heard her right. 

hyejin’s gaze softened, and she leaned in slightly, her voice quiet but firm. "y/n, I’ve seen it. the way he talks about you when you’re not around. it’s obvious. and i'm not blind to it. he’s been so incredibly worried that you’re pulling away, and it’s beyond just ‘worrying about a friend’,”

a cold wave of shock washed over you, mixing with a bitter sense of guilt that you hadn't known how to face. you felt like a coward. "but... but we’re just friends. we’ve been friends forever," you stammered, trying to keep your voice steady. “i didn’t want to get in between you two,”

hyejin squeezed your hand gently, her expression still calm but filled with understanding. "y/n, you're not getting in between us," she said softly. "i know you care about him, and i know you’re trying not to ruin anything, but heeseung’s been in love with you for a while now. i can see it just by the way he talks about you, even when he's not trying to." she laughs as though she’s recalling a memory from the back of her mind.

"and you? what about you? you’re okay with this?" you asked, your voice almost breaking. it was hard to ask, but you had to. you couldn’t go on pretending like everything was fine when she had been involved too.

hyejin smiled, soft and understanding. "you’re my friend, y/n. and i want what’s best for you. if that means giving up heeseung, then i’ll do it. you don’t have to worry about me. he’s not mine, and he never was. i’m just glad i got to meet someone like him, but he’s always been yours in a way. i already broke it off with him, we’re just friends now."

there was something in her words, a sense of grace and strength that you didn’t know she had, and it made you feel even more guilty for holding onto your feelings for so long. but it also gave you the push you needed. hyejin had let go, and maybe it was finally time for you to do the same.

"thank you," you whispered, your voice thick with emotion. "i didn’t expect this... i didn’t expect you to be so understanding."

hyejin gave you a small, warm smile. "of course. just promise me one thing?"

"anything."

"don’t let fear stop you from going after what you want. you deserve to be happy, y/n. you really do."

you nodded slowly, feeling the weight of her words settle deep inside of you. there was still so much uncertainty, so many what-ifs, but for the first time in a long time, you felt ready to face them head-on.

─── ♡

NO TIME LIKE THE PRESENT IT SEEMED.

as later that day, you found yourself sitting in your usual spot at the library, tapping your fingers against the table, waiting for heeseung. when he walked in, a casual smile on his face, your heart gave a little jump in your chest. but this time, it was different. you weren’t just happy to see him as a friend—you were hoping that maybe, just maybe, there could be more.

though, you knew from experience, it was better to not jump to conclusions and have high hopes.

he sat across from you, his usual laid-back demeanor in place, but there was something in his eyes that felt... different. maybe he was feeling it too. maybe he had been waiting for this moment just as much as you had.

"so," he said, leaning back in his chair, his voice light but with an undercurrent of tension, "what’s up? you seemed a little off the last time we talked."

“i need to apologize. to you.”

he nodded slowly, unsure of what you were going to say and how he’d react.

“i’m sorry for distancing myself after you and hyejin got close. i should’ve been happy for the two of you, i mean hell, i set the two of you up, but i couldn’t find it in myself to.” you took a deep breath, pausing. 

"because," you continued, your voice wavering slightly, "i was too focused on my own feelings. i didn’t realize how much it was affecting me until i saw you two together. and honestly, i felt like i was losing you, even though i knew i had no right to. i let my jealousy get the best of me, and i shouldn't have." you looked down at the table, tapping your index finger to distract your hands from doing something stupid.

“y/n i-” he began to respond, not missing a beat. you shook your head before beginning again. “i need to do this for myself,” you mumbled.

“truth is, when i set you up with people, i figured i just needed to get over loving you, and i obviously didn’t see myself fit as i was just your best friend. thing is, i just didn’t get over loving you and i pushed myself away out of fear of fucking things up, i’ve been an asshole and haven’t been giving you the respect and kindness you or hyejin deserve, and i’m sorry. i completely understand if you still like her, but i just need to get it out there,” you gave some sort of snort, before exhaling now that everything is out. 

heeseung’s expression softened, and he took a deep breath, letting out a small sigh as he processed your words.

“can i speak now?” he asked softly. you slowly looked up and nodded, taking in the expression on his face, unable to clearly make out what would fall out of his mouth next.

heeseung leaned forward slightly, his eyes intense yet gentle as he searched yours for a moment, as if trying to make sure you were ready for what he was about to say.

“i never wanted to make you feel like you were just my best friend," he began, his voice steady but laced with something deeper. "i’ve always known how much you mean to me, and i’ve always cared about you more than i ever let on.”

 a knot formed in your stomach as his words sank in.

“the truth is, i was just as afraid as you. afraid of ruining everything between us. afraid of messing things up, because what if you didn’t feel the same way? what if we couldn’t go back to being just... us?” he continued, his gaze unwavering. 

“so i tried to convince myself that i didn’t feel what i felt for you. i never really dated anyone else, hoping that maybe there was still something between us. then, when you started setting me up with your friends, i thought maybe i just needed to move on, to let go of what i felt for you. but no matter what, it never went away.”

you blinked, feeling like your world had just shifted ever so slightly, as if everything that had been buried was slowly coming to the surface. "so, what are you saying?" you asked, barely above a whisper, your voice shaking slightly with the weight of it all.

heeseung gave you a soft, almost hesitant smile. "i'm saying that i want to stop pretending. i want to stop running away from this... from us." he paused, his eyes softening. "i’ve always wanted you. and if you’ll have me, i want to try. i don’t want to hold back anymore."

you took a breath, feeling the tightness in your chest slowly dissolve as you let his words settle over you. "okay," you whispered, your heart pounding as you squeezed his hand. "let's do this."

─── ♡

YOU’D SPENT THE NEXT FEW DAYS HANGING OUT WITH HIM LIKE OLD TIMES

sometimes you’d catch him glancing at you in a way you couldn’t quite place, and other times, he’d drop little remarks that seemed to hint at something more than just friendship. as if you hadn’t already established you were beyond friends. just…not exactly what type of relationship you had.

one evening, as you were both sitting on your rooftop, watching the sun dip below the horizon, heeseung nudged your shoulder with his own.

“so, this is weird, huh?” he said, voice low.

you laughed softly, nodding. “just a little. but we’ll figure it out.”

“yeah,” he agreed, his voice a little softer. “i think we already have.”

you turned to look at him, meeting his gaze. there was something in his eyes—a mix of vulnerability and certainty—that made your heart race. it wasn’t that he hadn’t always been a little guarded, but there was a clarity now. as if you were both stepping into something new, together.

heeseung leaned in a little further, his breath warm against your cheek. you could feel his eyes searching yours, looking for confirmation, for something more than words.

“you still want to try this?” he murmured.

without thinking, you reached up to place your hand gently against his cheek. “yeah. i think i do.”

the space between you closed, with his lips on yours, and for the first time in a long while, everything felt right.

@ coqhee 2025. all rights reserved.

[purinfelix]

ᯓ crawling back to you ⋆.˚ - [ L.HS ]

summary: it's been almost two months since you've seen Heeseung, but now he's on your doorstep, drunk, desperate - and without his phone pairing: reader x exbf! heeseung || non-idol au, mentions of drinking and some unwanted touching, sfw mostly fluff/angst || w/c: 1.8k

a/n: ok this idea lowkey came to me so randomly AND ended up being way longer than i planned but i don't know what it is i love pathetic yearning men

You'd be lying if you said you were completely shocked. Even as you reached for the door handle after hearing a faint knock, a part of you already envisions him behind the door - maybe it's your intuition after countless late nights just like this, but a part of you deep down considers the possibility that maybe, just maybe, it might be hope.

"Heeseung," you breathe out once you see him, your tone of disappointment thinly veiled as a shock.

This is definitely the drunkest you've seen him, and judging from the way he's swaying side to side unsteadily and struggling to lift his head up to look at you - you'd say it's the drunkest he's been in a while.

He doesn't even greet you, just stumbles towards you, limp body crashing into yours sending you back a couple steps. Your hands fly up to grip his shoulders, which are burning warm as he writhes under your touch, letting out a soft hum, that if you didn't know any better you might've taken as a sign of satisfaction.

"You drank too much," you huff, trying your best to maintain the air of annoyance you feel at him showing up, mostly because if you don't you know you'll be far too quick to let him in. "You should go home," you say to him.

He only lets out a faint whine in response, clearly not wanting to obey as he snakes an arm around your waist, burying his flushed face into the crook of your neck. You feel yourself slip, and for just a second your back arches, pushing yourself flush against him.

But you manage to catch yourself, pushing him away by the shoulders even as he resists you. Finally, as he lets out a breathy pant and flicks his hair away from his forehead, you get a glimpse of his face - and almost immediately you feel a strange pang in your heart as you do.

He looks almost exactly the same as the day you left him, large doe eyes staring into yours with his brows furrowed just enough to seem pleading, begging you not to make him leave. Only now his cheeks are far more flushed and underneath his eyes are dark rings - a sign that he hasn't been taking care of himself nearly as well as you'd hoped.

"I missed you," he says, and his voice is so tiny you barely recognise it. But the desperation in his tone and the way his bottom lip quivers as he speaks is far too familiar .

You can't turn him away, not now, not when he's here and drunk and looking at you like that.

"C'mon in," you sigh, guiding him gently with an arm around his waist as he naturally loops his around your shoulder, leaning his body weight against yours. It isn't easy but you manage to make your way to your living room, letting him lay down on your couch. His eyes are already half closed as he lies down, and you feel a slight relief at the thought that maybe this night won't be as difficult as you had initially believed.

"Give me your keys and phone, I'll look after them while you rest," you say, kneeling beside the couch so that you're level with his eyes.

They flutter back open for just long enough that you feel your cheeks heating up at the close eye contact, even more, once you notice a smile spreading across his face.

"You look even prettier than I remember," he hums to himself and you can't help but let out an indignant scoff to cover up how flustered you feel. He's drunk, he doesn't mean it you tell yourself as you move to search for his belongings to take care of. You pat down his jacket pocket and manage to track down his keys - though not without him squirming under your touch, letting out immature giggles. But his phone is nowhere to be found.

As if summoned by the sudden panic you feel at the thought of him losing his phone, your own phone lets out a chime from where you've left it on the coffee table. Weirdly enough when you pick it up you see it's a notification from Heeseung, or at least, his phone.

[ hello? ]

The thought of some stranger stealing his phone and running off with it worries you, and so you're quick to type back as you settle onto the floor next to the couch.

[ hi? ] [ hey! this is Jake, i'm Heeseungs friend, tho i'm not sure if we ever properly met ]

You let out a faint sigh of relief. The name sounds familiar enough to bring up memories of Heeseung mentioning the people in his classes - so you choose to believe him.

[ oh, right, were you out with him earlier? ] [ yeah, i'm guessing he already made it to your place ]

You furrow your brows as irritation suddenly washes over you, his friend knew he would come here and didn't stop him?

[ how do you know that? ] [ wait, did he not? ] [ no, he did, i'm just curious why you assumed it so quickly ] [ well he was talking about you all night, kept mentioning wanting to see you again so ... ] [ oh, right ] [ tho that's not much difference to what he's like every day ] [ ??? wdym ] [ he talks about you all the time ]

You pause, eyes wandering from your phone screen to the couch behind you which Heeseung's sprawled across, long limbs barely fitting. You can hear soft snores as he sleeps, and if you look for long enough you can see his chest rising and falling gently.

He talks about you all the time.

You don't know what shocks you more, the fact that he - the man who you broke up with, admittedly pretty coldly, almost a month ago, talks about you - someone who he should regard with bitterness and maybe even hatred, all the time.

The buzzing of your phone in your hand brings you back to the present.

[ hello? everything alright? ] [ yeah, yeah sorry he's alright he's just sleeping on my couch right now ] [ wow, thanks, i figured you'd just turn him away but i guess i can head back home knowing he's with you ] [ wait, you have his phone tho? ] [ yeah, he forgot it at the restaurant when he left for your place ] [ typical ] [ yep lol ]

You pause again, chewing your bottom lip as you consider whether to ask the question that's been plaguing your mind - but you figure you can't let an opportunity like this go without at least getting some answers and so without too much thought your fingers move swiftly to type it out.

[ has he been doing ok? ] [ it's hard to say, i mean, we think so but he's definitely been different ]

The painful pang in your heart strikes again, though this time it's closer to a sinking feeling. The thought of Heeseung not taking care of himself, being in pain or upset is one thing - but knowing that it's because of you hurts in a way you can't describe. Though, you're considerate enough not to let this show in your response.

[ i see ] [ don't beat yourself up over it tho, he'll be alright. I'll make sure he is ] [ thanks, i appreciate it ] [ anytime ] [ how come you didn't stop him from coming over? ] [ dude we tried, but he was too insistent ] [ seriously? ] [ you should've seen him, i thought he might start throwing punches if we didn't let him be ] [ and none of you thought to come with him? make sure he got here safe? i mean, he drank a lot right? ] [ i was going to, but he wouldn't let me - said something about wanting to go alone, and none of us deserving to see you ]

You pause again, and even though the thought of your ex boyfriend drunkenly fighting with his friends is a little funny, even to you - you can't help but feel confused about this entire situation. Why, out of all the people he knew, would Heeseung come to see you, at a time like this?

It's as if Jake is able to read your mind with his perfect timing and as your phone buzzes again you look down at it to see his message.

[ he must really feel safe with you ]

As soon as the message appears you find yourself unconsciously reading it over and over, as if it might change at any minute. Change into something that isn't so difficult to digest, something along the lines of "he wasn't thinking right" or "he was just desperate for a place to crash" - something that doesn't hurt so much because you know, deep down, that it's true, and you want it to be.

But no matter how many times you reread it, the words and the truth stay the same and even as you switch off your phone with trembling hands, it echoes in your mind.

He must really feel safe with you.

With a tired sigh, you slowly shift to get up and head to your own room, but somehow Heeseung's hand finds its way into yours - intertwining your fingers tightly in a way you wish didn't bring you so much comfort. He pulls on it, mumbling something that sounds like "don't go" in a tiny, pleading voice. You're unsure of whether he's actually awake or even knows what he's saying, but you still do as he says, sitting back down and keeping his hand in yours. With your other hand, you brush a couple stray strands of hair away from his forehead allowing you to get a better look at his face - which you're realising you've missed a lot more than you realised.

Maybe tomorrow when he wakes up, you'll get to properly talk about this, about what happened between you two. Or maybe he'll be too embarrassed and will play it all of as a big joke. Or maybe he'll be too ashamed to even talk to you, instead leaving without saying so much as a word.

The possibilities play out in your head one after another, but the only thing you can focus on is the fact that, at least for now, he's here, lying on your couch sleeping peacefully, and you are too, holding his hand. And at least for tonight, the two of you are together and everything is alright.

[mirouie]

cw: mentions of drinking, vomiting

you’ve warned heeseung this would happen sooner than later, but your best friend has never really been good at listening.

you tell yourself exactly that when he gags and retches in the toilet for the fifth time that night, grimacing at the sight and rubbing a slow, gentle path down the expanse of his back to console him. you can feel his muscles twitch and shudder at every heave, and you feel sorry for him, bit by bit.

“you shouldn’t have drank so much, hee,” you whisper, quiet and solemn as you tuck a stray cherry-red strand behind his ear. he’s damp with sweat from the strain of throwing up, and you kindly dab away at it with the sleeve of your sweater.

he looks small like this, curled up on himself in a corner of the small bathroom—a stark contrast to his big, cocky self just a few hours prior; when he downed five shots and three bottles of beer in a row, for no good reason besides impressing the little audience he had. audience being you.

he paid no mind when you told him it wasn't a good idea to challenge his alcohol tolerance right off the bat, only plastering that preening smile of his on his face that ticked you off just the right amount.

"relax," he cooed. "i'm going to be alright. this isn't my first rodeo, babe."

it sure wasn't his first rodeo, but it meant turning his stomach inside out right after isn't the first time, either.

it’s cramped in the tiny bathroom—you’ve offered more than once to give him some space, but he’d stubbornly refused, clinging onto you even if you know and he knows that the stuffiness would make him feel worse.

heeseung groans, sluggish when his knees slip a little on the tiled floor and he slumps against you.

you feel awful for him. you wish he didn't like to drink so much.

he shuffles so that he’s peering up at you, and he grins. wide and unabashed, as if he had not a care in the world.

“hey,” he hiccups. “hey, you. what's with the frowny face?"

his fingers curl under your jaw, thumb sliding over the pudge of your cheek. he pinches it—not hard enough to hurt, but enough to startle you—and pulls so that your lips quirk up at the edges. "i'm totally fine, sweetheart, you don't have to worry about anything.” he tries to sound confident, but his voice tapers off into a murmur of sounds instead of coherent words at the end. he's inebriated, almost too far gone. “y'look pretty tonight. smile for me?”

you sigh. "heeseung.”

"babe." he cups your face in both hands now. “smile for me, please?”

he squishes and squishes your cheeks until you swat his hands away, giving in and smiling half-heartedly. heeseung decides he’s not satisfied and pulls at your lips a little more, grinning when he is and leans in to smush his nose against yours clumsily, almost head-butting you in the process. "that's better. y're so pretty."

you sigh again. he’s lucky he’s so cute.

a silence falls as heeseung sidles up to you, wriggling his arms underneath yours and pushing his face into your shoulder. he hums like he’s contented—he probably is, it doesn't take much to please him when he's drunk—his breath warm against your neck.

the soft quietness that comes after the sickly chaos isn’t a first, either—it’s the reason why you put up with all his drunken antics in the first place. he’s a heat-seeking missile and undeniably affectionate, but most especially when it comes to you. always you.

he looks at you like he’s about to fall asleep, but the affection is there, you can tell. he always look at you that way, you realize, but it’s more evident when he’s got alcohol in his system. a sticky sweetness that has your insides squirming with something you’re not sure you could name.

it makes you nervous.

“do you want to go home?” you ask eventually, watching his eyes droop and droop. heeseung gives you a noncommittal hum, and your arms around his shoulder squeeze him gently.

“yeah, i do,” he mumbles. "but only if you come home with me."

oh.

you've been over at his place more times than you can count, so you don't know why you feel your heart stumble and your stomach drop a little.

“stay with me…” heeseung’s voice is barely a whisper, you have to strain to hear him. he giggles. “sleep with me, even.”

he catches your eye, sees the flustered expression in them, and laughs heartily. “not like that, silly. never like that.” you don’t know if the way your heart stutters is because of relief or disappointment.

“never like that, unless you want to. i’d never do anything you don’t want to do.”

honey and molten gold coat his words and you think he forgets that he’s your best friend sometimes. you forget too, and selfishly, you wish to forget all the time.

you wish you were something more than this.

so, you say yes. “i know, heeseung. i wasn’t thinking about it anyway, you were. gross,” the smile you give him is a little more genuine, a little more playful when you shrug him off your shoulder and push him into sitting straight. well, hunched, in his case. he hasn’t stopped smiling, either.

“let’s go home, yeah? and the next time you drink yourself into oblivion like this? i’m not coming to your rescue, hot stuff. ‘i’m going to be fine,’ my buttcheeks.”

heeseung chortles. “hot stuff. you think i’m hot.”

you push his face away when he leans in again, brows wiggling. “in your dreams.”

-

this has been sitting in my drafts for a long, loooong time, i have no idea where i was going with this so ignore the terrible ending 🤧

[letters2won]

10 Things I hate about you

[ DISCONTINUED ]

SYNOPSIS ౨ৎ Lee Heeseung has it all, he’s captain of the soccer team, popular, charming and hilarious (at least in his eyes). What he doesn’t have though is a girlfriend OR a prom date making him desperate. You on the other hand want nothing to do with him or his silly problems, but how come you two are always clashing heads in the end?

PAIRING: soccer player!heeseung x photographer!fem reader

GENRE and TROPES: smau & written, enemies to lovers, highschool au, fluff, possible angst

FEATURING: enhypen, chuu, gaon (xdinary heroes), gyuvin (zb1), beomgyu (txt)

STATUS: upcoming (will release in April)

TAGLIST: open! send an ask or comment to be added!

A/N ౨ৎ rewatched 10 things i hate about you again and now we’re here 🤕 This movie is so heeseung coded im actually sick to my stomach!! Anyways let’s pray i make this one a little longer 🙏

PROFILES: REAL alpha males | hamilton fans (derogatory)

CHAPTERS (title may change)

01 on my bucket list

02 jakelations

03 YOU WONT BREAK MY SOUL!

04 chivalry is REAL

05 not very dattebayo of you..

06 match my freak please

07 tba

[l-liricts]

𐙚    heeseung (enhypen) lockscreen !

[lilyberyls]

( 🩰 ) SWEET STEPS 𓈒 희──── adorable dances.

𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘𝒾𝗡 ⟡ 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗐𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗌

【 𝗗𝒾𝗔𝗥𝗬 】 bf!형라인 ╱ 𝖿!𝗋 ୨୧ 442 fluff light-hearted humor established relationship 경고 teasing flirting affections 𓈒 ( 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 )

🌷 𝗹𝗶𝗹𝘆 ❀ heavily inspired by my cute self >//<

──── 𝗿𝗲𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘀&𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀 /ᐠ - ˕ -マ ♡ C𝑙𝑖CK

HEESEUNG❜ 𝒮 ♡ BODY ROLL

A deep rosy hue instantly spreads across his face the moment he catches sight of your body roll. However, he wasn’t the type to let the flustered heat take over, instead, he becomes the one to make you a flustered mess. He keeps cheering you on, saying, "That’s my girl!" or, with a playful grin, "Oh babe, you’re dang hot!" He’ll eventually join in, his smooth moves only adding fuel to the fire, and of course, his striking, gorgeous appearance making you realize this is exactly why you can’t seem to keep a straight face.

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JEONGSEONG❜ 𝒮 ♡ HIP ROLL

He would appear stunned at first, eyes wide in awe and his jaw might even drop a little. Yet, it is quickly washed away by a wide grin that stretches across his face. He's similar to heeseung, but with one key difference—he often mistakes dancing for exercise. You’d be doomed when he immediately joins in, believing it’s just a form of workout. He turns into a hot instructor, the words, "Keep going!" leaving his lips repeatedly, like a mantra. But if he ever realizes it was actually a dance move, you'd better prepare for the future teasing, as it will be stored in his gallery for who knows how long.

JAEYUN❜ 𝒮 ♡ BOUNCING DANCE

Jaeyun's first reaction is confusion, his gaze following your every move as he tilts his head to the side, clearly clueless about what you’re doing. His eyes dart between you and Layla, back and forth. Eventually, a soft chuckle escapes, and he raises a fist to his lips, looking utterly charming. With a teasing smile, he says, "Ah... I see now. You’re trying to grab my attention because I’ve been playing with Layla for just 15 minutes, aren’t you?" He scoots closer, his face just inches from yours, before softly adding, "Why would I ignore you when you’re too cute to ignore, sweetie?" Your face lights up with joy, but just as quickly, it vanishes when he adds, "But only if you do that same dance move again."

SUNGHOON❜ 𝒮 ♡ BODY SWAYING

Sunghoon is unlike most. He doesn’t blush, get confused, or even look stunned. Instead, he smiles—a soft, prince-like smile that sends your heart racing and fills your stomach with butterflies. Leaning comfortably against the door, his gaze stays fixed on your every movement. He doesn’t say a word, letting the gentle sway of his head mirror your motions. As he hums a sweet melody—the one you always hear before your eyes flutter shut at night—you feel the warmth of his presence. Looking at you with quiet adoration, he thinks to himself, "She’s the most graceful princess I’ve ever seen... and I’m the luckiest to have her by my side."

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[moon3verland]

｡･ﾟﾟ･Falling Into Comfort･ﾟﾟ･｡

ENHYPEN HYUNG LINE FALLING ASLEEP ON S/O'S LAP

HYUNG LINE ★ MAKNAE LINE

❥ In which Enhypen find comfort in their s/o's lap after a long day

·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ Hyung line x GN!reader GENRE! Fluff!! Tooth rotting fluff to be specific 『 ↳✧･ﾟ Warnings ; None!! 〘WC: 0.5K〙 ↳˳;; ❝ ʙᴏᴏᴋꜱʜᴇʟꜰᵕ̈೫

Lee Heeseung - Falls asleep after a long day of singing practice

Heeseung has a habit of looking at you with those soft, doe eyes before resting his head on your lap.

He mumbles something sweet like, “You’re so comfortable,” before fully settling in, his voice already heavy with sleepiness.

His hand instinctively reaches for yours, holding it loosely as if grounding himself in your presence.

As he dozes off, his breathing evens out, and you can’t help but admire the way his long lashes brush against his cheeks.

Occasionally, he lets out a soft hum or murmurs your name in his sleep, making your heart flutter.

When he wakes up, there’s a sleepy smile on his face, and he gazes at you with so much affection, you’re sure you’re his favorite comfort. MORE UNDERCUT!

Park Jay - Falls asleep while binge-watching your favorite show together

Jay hesitates at first, shyly asking, “Are you sure I can?” but his eyes light up when you pat your lap invitingly.

He sighs deeply as his head finds your lap, immediately melting into your touch like he’s been waiting for this moment all day.

As he starts to drift off, he mumbles little compliments like, “You’re the best,” or “I could get used to this,” his voice trailing into soft snores.

You’ll notice the tension leaving his body as he completely relaxes, his features softening into a serene expression.

If you gently run your fingers through his hair, he’ll let out the tiniest contented sigh, making your heart swell.

When he wakes up, he’ll give you a lopsided grin and tease, “So, do I pass the boyfriend nap test?” before pulling you into a warm hug.

Sim Jake - Falls asleep after playing with Layla in the park

Jake doesn’t even hesitate; he’ll plop down onto your lap with a playful grin and say, “This is my spot now.”

Layla will often curl up nearby, as if she’s part of the cozy little moment, her tail wagging happily.

Jake starts talking about his day while resting his head on your lap, but his words eventually slow down and trail off as sleep takes over.

He shifts slightly in his sleep, occasionally nuzzling closer to your stomach or clutching your hand like a teddy bear.

If you stroke his hair, he’ll let out the softest little whines, completely melting into your touch.

When he wakes up, his eyes are still half-lidded as he mumbles, “You’re the best pillow ever,” before pulling you down for a quick kiss, his way of saying thank you.

Park Sunghoon - Falls asleep while pretending he’s not tired

Sunghoon tries to act cool about it, casually lying down with a smirk and saying, “Don’t move. I’m comfortable here.”

But the second your fingers run through his hair, his façade melts, and his cheeks turn the faintest shade of pink.

He falls asleep almost instantly, his lips parting slightly and his brows relaxing as he leans into your touch.

Every so often, he murmurs something in his sleep, his voice soft and unintelligible but utterly adorable.

You’ll find yourself staring at his peaceful expression, his usually sharp features looking so gentle and angelic.

When he wakes up, he stretches lazily, flashing you a small, genuine smile before whispering, “Thanks for letting me stay here. I’m never leaving.”

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[tzyunaes]

HOLD ME , CONSOLE ME ⟡ CLINGY S/O

𝖲𝖴𝖢𝖢I𝖭𝖢𝖳 ‎ ✷ ‎  𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗀𝗈 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄.

[ 형선 ] 𓈒𓈒 bf!엔하이픈 ˖ 𝑓em!r g. fluff established relationship ──── EPHEMER𝒾S ( 74O ) cw. skinship && kissing.

jennifer says .. really mid and only hyung line cause i kinda ran out of ideas ://

LEE HEESEUNG──────the sun shone in its innate manner, basking a tranquil atmosphere. your head resting on your dear lover’s chest like it wasn't an annoying monday morning instead of a pleasant lazy sunday morning with your boyfriend.

he chuckled slightly when he saw you groaning by the realization and pulled you close, his arms curled around your waist, his eyes as observant as ever, “is my baby pouting?” he teased, not to mention how it only made your pout grow bigger.

“no. can you not go to work today please can you just stay here with me”, you murmured under your breath, drawing circles on his chest subconsciously and that's when he catches himself smiling faintly like a fool in love.

“you want me to stay here with you, doll? how about i give you two hundred and twenty two kisses and get out early from work tonight?” he whispered, already planting kisses all-over your face.

maybe to the point where he will achieve kissing your pouts away and exchanging into giggles.

PARK JONGSEONG──────you stare at your boyfriend from the couch as he got ready for office with a subtle pout on your face. he looked behind to face you as he fixed his tie for the last time, holding back the faint smile cause he didn't even need you to say it out aloud and already could tell what you were up to.

walking close to you, he cups your face with adoration in his eyes, “what, princess? don't want me to go to work?” he states rather than asking, noticing the frown on your face.

“no...why would i—” he cuts you off midway by leaning down and pressing a chaste kiss on your lips. “you know i would oblige if you just said the word, doll. anything it takes to wipe that pout off your pretty face.”

you looked away from him, a pink ray visible on your cheeks, “stop you're too cheesy.” you retort, sighing when you realized that he was being serious.

“you don't have to skip, baby. just bring me boba and—” “cuddles. and as many kisses as you want, baby.”

SIM JAEYUN──────your sigh fell warm on jake’s chest, he patted your hair in a tender and devoted manner when you nuzzled closer to him. he loved it when you were more affectionate than usual cause it gave him chances to express more of his clingy side. who could blame him, you were too adorable.

“why do you need to go to work...” you mumbled under your breath and he smiled, “i know right. that's exactly what im saying like fuck you mean i have to leave for work instead of cuddling my pretty wifey all day!” he murmured, his body pressed against yours. you giggled, his arms around your waist grew tighter.

“stop—” your words are interrupted by him planting dozens of kisses over your face. trailing down to your throat, he buried his face on the crook of your neck.

“okay i made my decision. i’m not going anywhere today,” he muttered between kisses and the seriousness in his voice would never let you second that.

PARK SUNGHOON──────sunghoon stared at you as you climbed on his lap facing him with amusement prepped on his face but his arms reached out to be wrapped around your waist. you stared at his eyes for a moment as if it was a staring competition before leaning in and prepping a peck on his cheeks.

a chuckle left his mouth when he finally understood what you were trying to do and pulled you closer for another kiss.

“trying to distract me from the fact that i have to go soon, baby? you know you don't have to try, right? i get distracted by you even when you're breathing, princess,” he says as he leaves a trail of kisses down your neck, your cheeks soon turned into a shade of pink by his teasing.

“that's not true, hoon. you're so wrong.” he just chuckled without another word and continued leaving kisses, although he was ready to leave for work.

with the last peck on your forehead, he got up, not forgetting to whisper, “don’t worry, angel, i'm gonna get out early for you.”

[chaezpie]

WHEN YOU'RE HORNY (💬)

PAIRING! ⸻ enhypen ! hyung line × female reader

NOTE! ⸻ just some suggestive texts (already sorry for the cringe texts since I couldn't come up with anything TT !! here's the maknae line version tho)

© CHAEZPIE | 2024 | DO NOT CLAIM AS YOURS

[simjaexy]

Heeseung as your lover, he is your supposed close friend but you are cheating on your boyfriend with heeseung. He is fucking you in the same bed you sleep in with your boyfriend and you almost get caught.

Warning: Cheating. Don’t like? Don’t read.

Best friend! Heeseung that fucks you whenever your boyfriend isn’t around. When you send him a message saying your boyfriend isn’t home and if he could come over, he knew he was going to have his way with you.

Best friend! Heeseung who pounded his dick into your pussy mercilessly until tears rolled down your blushed cheeks. It didn’t help the fact that it was your shared bed with your boyfriend. You felt guilt eating you up inside, but with Heeseung practically begging to make you pregnant had your pussy leaking.

Best friend! Heeseung smirking when he hears the front door opening making your heart drop. You try to get Heeseung off of you, but instead he pins your wrist down. He grinds in your sloppy pussy making your eyes to rolls back. Your orgasm snapping. It wasn’t seconds until Heeseung cum filled you to the brim causing you to shiver.

Best friend! Heeseung and you hear your boyfriend coming upstairs and that’s when you felt like you were gonna get caught but you noticed the door was lock. Your boyfriend tried opening the door with a rattle and called your name. You felt Heeseung get off of you with his cum still dripping from your pussy.

Best friend! Heeseung lifts up his boxers and sweats and gives you a quick kiss on your plump lips and opens your room window, giving you a quick wink before jumping down. You quickly put on some shorts and opened the door to your boyfriend confused face. You gave him a sweet smile and kissed his cheek, with Heeseungs cum dripping out of you.

Best friend! Heeseung who already left as you cuddle against your boyfriend while watching a movie until your phone vibrates from your pocket. As you open it without your boyfriend looking, you read the text message and smiled. You sent a quick one back and shut it off, focusing your attention back on the movie with your boyfriend kissing your head.

Heeseung: Let’s do that again tomorrow?

You: I’m topping next time ;)

Heeseung: If that means I can cum inside you again.

[okwonyo]

FOR US ୨୧ a heeseung written series.

𝐏𝐑𝐄́𝐂𝐈𝐒 to expand his acting range and get more popular, rising star lee heeseung has to play in a movie with an actress as talented and popular as he is. but, the acting industry never warned him about playing love interests with his ex girlfriend, did it?

wherein ｡ㅤ｡ㅤ heeseung only seems to fall in love with you, over and over again.

STARING ﹠ actor! 희승 x actress!reader

PLOT ⟢ exes to lovers, fake dating for publicity stunt, a sort of rivalry between them, romance, fluff&angst, crack, humor, social medias, a lot of yearning&pining, getting back together!

SUPPORTING CAST ⸝⸝ all ( enhypen ), naoi rei ( ive ), juyeon ( the boyz ), kim jiwoong ( zerobaseone ), yuu jimin ( aespa ), cho miyeon ( g-idle ), jo yuri.

WARNINGS ✶ skinship, kissing, suggestive (?), a bit of crying . . . more to be added.

taglist open | status : coming on february 14th

soundtrack

OOO. welcome back, our rising star OO1. try again OO2. to the moon and to saturn OO3. the heart never forgets OO4. OO5. OO6. OO7. OO8. OO9. O1O. EPILOGUE.

chapter names are subjected to change.