#EIINWM

[hyzelle]

even if its not with me | l.hs

♡ pairing: heeseung x make-up artist!fem!reader

♡ genre/tags: angst, love triangle, fluff, crack, pet names, slow burn, profanities, reader & all members are in their early to mid 20s

♡ warnings: MDNI, profanities

♡ featuring: ot7 enha

♡ synopsis: He had his chance, but he let it slip. And just like that, someone else stepped in—someone who gave her the love and security he hesitated to offer. He told himself it was enough, even if it wasn’t with him. But fate has a cruel sense of humor, and when everything falls apart, she finds herself back where it all began. This time, he won’t let her go. But does she still belong to him, or is he too late once again?

est. 19/03/2025 — current wc ꒰ 1.5k ꒱

[+♡] 19/03/2025 A/N UPDATE — hi my loves! first of all, if u've read EIINWM, thank you, i really appreciate that!! however, after re-reading it, i realized that i didn't like it and it wasn't how i envisioned it to be. so, i decided to remove the previous posts and rewrite the whole story. so if u've read all the prev updates, thank you and i'm so sorry but i promise, this version will be better!!

pls take note that that the genre/tags & features posted in each chapter's post is for each individual chapter. while you can find the full genre/tags & features here, i'll add on & update it with every chapter upload if there are any changes. this story will contain smut & suggestive scenes, hence MDNI, so please proceed with caution and read the genre/tags & warnings. this is an extremely slow burn romance fic & i truly enjoy writing it. chapters updates will be spread out, but i'll try my best to upload when i can. keep up with updates via the ♡ EIINWM ♡ tags or my masterlist! chapters are proofread to the best of my ability. feedbacks are always welcomed but any & all hates or disrespect will not be tolerated and you will be blocked. on that note, i hope u'll enjoy & love EINWM ♡ ! give it some love, like & reblog. ♡

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ch. 1 — even if it’s not with me | l.hs

♡ pairing: heeseung x make-up artist!fem!reader

♡ genre/tags: fluff, crack, pet names, slow burn, reader & all members are in their early to mid 20s

♡ warnings: profanities

♡ featuring: ot7 enha

est. 19/03/2025 — chapter 1 wc ꒰ 1.5k ꒱

[+♡] a/n — as i've mentioned on the main post for EIINWM — i decided to rewrite the whole thing because i didn't like how it was written. and so, the previous posts have been removed. here's the new & improved version!! hope u’ll still love reading it as much as i love writing it. read the synopsis & keep up with updates here, ♡ EIINWM ♡. chapters are proofread to the best of my ability, so there might still be some mistakes. feedbacks are always welcomed, but any & all hates or disrespect will not be tolerated and you will be blocked. on that note, i hope u'll enjoy & love EIINWM ♡ ! give it some love, like & reblog. ♡

Y/N wasn't antisocial—she was selectively social.

She liked people just fine. She just liked them better in small doses.

Maybe it was the unnecessary drama, the passive-aggressive group chats, or the inevitable falling-outs over something stupid, but she'd been through enough to know that friendships? Exhausting. So, at some point, she'd just... stopped trying.

She had Jake, she had her work, and that was enough.

Or so she thought—because according to Jake, she had no life.

"Y/N, I love you, but you have no life," Jake announced, sprawled across her couch as he scrolled through his phone.

Y/N, lying on the floor because she was too tired to move, groaned. "I have a great life, actually. I work, I eat, I sleep. It's called balance."

"It's called boring," Jake deadpanned, throwing a pillow at her face. "Which is why I'm forcing you to meet my friends tonight."

Y/N peeked out from under the pillow. "Absolutely not."

Jake sat up, leveling her with a look. "You can't just spend your twenties working and rotting in bed, Y/N. You need friends. Real people."

"I have friends."

"Friend. A friend," Jake shot back. "I'm not counted."

Y/N groaned again. He wasn't going to let this go. He never let anything go.

"I'm just saying," Jake continued, flopping onto his stomach, "maybe you should meet people who actually make life fun. People who won't bring you bullshit or backstabbing drama. People who, I don't know, actually like you."

Y/N sighed, knowing she was this close to caving. "And you're sure these friends of yours aren't idiots?"

"Oh, they're absolute idiots," Jake said, grinning. "But they're your kind of idiots. You'll love them. Give it five minutes."

She exhaled heavily. "You're really not going to let me stay home, are you?"

Jake beamed. "Not a fucking chance."

Y/N sighed, pressing her palms against her face before grumbling, "Fine."

Jake whooped, jumping up from the couch. "I promise you won't regret it."

Y/N wasn't so sure about that.

Ikeu: tmr. 8pm. don't be late

Y/N: where am i going exactly?

Ikeu: avenue cafe, big booth in the back

Y/N: ok but like what if i don't show up

Ikeu: i will literally drag u here

Y/N: bold of u to assume i'd answer the door

Ikeu: bold of YOU to assume i wouldn't break in

Y/N: fair point

Ikeu: i know. wear something cute.

Y/N: ??????

Ikeu: nvm u always look cute ;)

Y/N: shut up

The Avenue Café was warm, dimly lit, and humming with the low buzz of conversation.

Y/N spotted Jake immediately—sprawled in the back booth, waving her down.

Then, as if sensing her hesitation, her phone buzzed.

Ikeu: i see u. don't even THINK about it.

Y/N exhaled sharply through her nose, rolling her eyes as she made her way over.

Jake grinned. "And there she is."

All six heads turned toward her. Y/N resisted the urge to kill Jake on sight.

"Be cool," Jake muttered under his breath, though it was mostly directed at his friends.

Y/N slid into the booth, offering a polite smile. "Hey."

She expected an awkward, stiff round of introductions.

Instead, Sunoo, the one with the sharpest outfit and perfectly styled hair, squinted at her like he was solving a complex equation. "Wait. How are you this pretty and friends with Jake?"

Y/N smirked, amused by him already. "A moment of weakness, clearly."

Sunghoon, who was annoyingly handsome in that effortlessly cool, probably too good at everything way, choked on his drink. "Nice, I like her already."

Jake groaned. "Can we introduce ourselves before you guys scare her off?"

The first to speak was Jay, who looked exactly like the kind of man who had his life together—sharp jawline, expensive watch, the type to argue about dividends over dinner. He smirked at her before introducing himself, "Jay. Finance."

Of course.

Then came Sunghoon, sharp-jawed and deadpan smooth. "Sunghoon. Skating coach. The best-looking one here."

"Debatable," Sunoo cut in smoothly. "Anyway—Sunoo. Fashion stylist. "

"Jungwon," the next one said, voice steady, presence calm, like he was the designated driver in this friend group. His dimple deepened as he smiled. "Dancer and choreographer."

Then came the youngest-looking one, who had troublemaker energy written all over him.

"Niki. Model. I work with my face."

Y/N huffed out a laugh. "That's gotta be exhausting."

"It is," Niki sighed dramatically.

And then, "Heeseung."

Her gaze flickered to the last one, seated at the far end of the booth.

Damn.

Tall. Sharp features. Stupidly good-looking.

But it wasn't just that.

It was the way he carried himself—quiet but not timid, observant but unreadable. He wasn't trying to grab attention, yet he held it effortlessly.

"Musician," he added, voice smooth but lowkey disinterested, like he wasn't used to introducing himself to people who didn't already know him.

Y/N tilted her head slightly. "Singer? Instrumentalist?"

Heeseung's lips barely curved. "Bit of everything."

Jay scoffed. "He's being modest. He's annoyingly good at all of it."

Heeseung just smirked, like he knew it was true but didn't feel the need to confirm it.

Something about him intrigued her.

Heeseung wasn't expecting this.

Jake had been talking about her for weeks, but Heeseung had tuned most of it out—figuring she was just another one of Jake's many social connections.

But Y/N? She was different.

She wasn't loud like Jake, but she wasn't reserved either. She had this effortless confidence, the kind that didn't try too hard but still left an impression.

And she was beautiful.

Not just in the obvious way—though, yeah, that too—but in the way she carried herself. The way she didn't hesitate to throw Jake's bullshit back at him.

Heeseung, who usually kept his thoughts to himself, found himself watching her more than he should.

And the problem was, every time she glanced his way, his first instinct was to look away.

The conversation flowed effortlessly, laughter filling the cozy café as the group bounced between topics.

At one point, Sunghoon leaned back, stirring his drink as he turned to Y/N. "So, Y/N, what do you do?"

Y/N raised a brow. "What, Jake didn't tell you?"

Jay smirked. "He did. Just wanted to hear it from you."

The way he said it—smooth, teasing, with just the right amount of curiosity—made it obvious he was flirting.

Y/N played along. "Well, I'm a makeup artist."

Heeseung, who had been mostly quiet, finally spoke. "So, do you mostly do editorial work, or—?"

Y/N turned her head toward him, a little surprised.

He had been listening?

She expected him to be the type who half-tuned out of conversations that didn't interest him—but his gaze was focused now, waiting for her answer.

"I do a bit of everything," she admitted. "Editorials, weddings, some celebrity gigs."

Heeseung nodded, clearly intrigued. "That's impressive."

Y/N raised a brow. "Coming from someone who, apparently, can write, produce, and perform—I'd say you're more impressive."

A smirk tugged at the corner of Heeseung's lips.

"She's got a point," Jay said.

Sunoo sighed dramatically. "And yet, he refuses to use that talent to get us into exclusive events."

"Because that's not how it works," Heeseung replied smoothly, taking a sip of his drink.

Sunghoon scoffed. "Says who?"

"Basic human decency?" Heeseung offered dryly.

Jungwon leaned back, amused. "Imagine having that much talent and still acting humble."

Jake nudged Y/N. "He pretends he doesn't care, but deep down, he loves it when people hype him up."

Heeseung rolled his eyes, but he didn't deny it.

Y/N, watching him, found herself curious.

The way he spoke—calm, measured, like he was always thinking before he talked—was completely different from Jake's carefree chaos. And yet, it wasn't like he was shy.

He observed more than he spoke. But when he did talk, his words carried weight.

Something about that made him... intriguing.

And maybe, a little attractive.

The conversation flowed effortlessly, the group's energy addictive in the way that made Y/N forget she'd only met them an hour ago. They were sharp, fast-paced, and unfiltered, the kind of people who made everything feel like an inside joke you wanted to be part of.

"Oh yeah—we still on for the beach next weekend?" Jay suddenly asked.

Sunghoon nodded. "Yeah. We were supposed to go last week, but Niki—"

"I was sick." Niki interrupted immediately.

Sunghoon gave him a look. "Yeah. You got food poisoning because you thought it'd be a good idea to eat a gas station sushi burrito at two in the morning."

Niki scoffed. "Okay, first of all? I was hungry. Second of all, it was half off."

Jay rolled his eyes. "Yeah okay, anyway—beach day, next weekend? Thought it'd be good to just relax, get some drinks, maybe play a game or two."

Jake, as if just remembering, turned to Y/N. "Wait. You should come."

Y/N blinked. "Me?"

"Oh yeah," Sunoo agreed immediately. "You should come."

She raised an eyebrow. "And why exactly would I do that?"

"Consider it your initiation," Jungwon replied, smirking.

Y/N took a slow sip of her drink. "And what exactly am I being initiated into?"

"The best decision of your life," Niki grinned.

Jake leaned back, grinning. "I mean... you did say you needed to have more of a life."

Y/N shot him a pointed look. "I never said that."

Jake smirked. "I implied it for you."

She exhaled, considering it. "... What's in it for me?"

Jay, amused, answered first. "A good time."

Niki smirked. "The privilege of seeing us shirtless."

Y/N scoffed. "Tempting."

And then, before anyone else could speak, Heeseung chimed in.

"You should come." His voice was low, even, like he wasn't trying to convince her—just stating a fact.

Y/N turned her head, catching his gaze. He didn't look away this time.

"... Fine," she said, feigning reluctance. "I'll come."

Sunoo cheered. "That's the spirit."

A second later, her phone buzzed with a notification.

Ikeu added you to OnlyFriends

She stared at the screen for a second before letting out a short laugh. Shaking her head, she smiled as she typed,

Y/N: hi losers

This might actually be fun.

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