#Jay x Reader

[okwonyo]

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

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

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

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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”.

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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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(강화하다) — DOWN BAD ENHYPEN ۟ ׅ ͡ ୨ৎ

౨ৎ in which … enhypen is down bad for you

── 𝑬𝑵𝑯𝒀𝑷𝑬𝑵 (강화) ꒰ 𝒈. headcanons, suggestive, fluff (fluff for the maknae line) ౨ৎ 𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺: not proofread, pet names- baby, doll, pretty, beautiful and princess ˖ ་. 𝑾𝑪: 250-300 𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝑬𝑨𝑪𝑯 𝑴𝑬𝑴𝑩𝑬𝑹٫ 𝑺𝑼𝑴𝑴𝑨𝑹𝒀~ enhypen being down bad for you

��のメモ… ︵ ︵ ིྀ got this idea from all the tiktoks ive been seeing, like and reblogs are greatly appreciated!

── 𝑫𝑶𝑳𝑳𝒀𝑯𝒀𝑼𝑪𝑲𝑰𝑰'𝑺 𝑫𝑰𝑨𝑹𝒀 ౨ৎ

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི 、LEE HEESEUNG

heeseung wasn’t subtle, not in the way his eyes kept finding you across the room, or the way his lips curved into that soft, almost helpless smile every time you looked at him. he wasn’t even trying to hide it anymore..

you were sitting on the couch, focused on on your phone, completely unaware of the way he was practically melting into the chair he’d claimed as his spot for the evening. his cheek was propped against his fist, eyes lazily tracing the shape of your face.

“baby” he muttered, voice low but enough to catch your attention

you hummed, barely glancing up “yeah?”

“you’re so pretty” he blurted, the words coming out with a mix of sincerity and disbelief, like he was still trying to process how someone like you was siting here with him.

your lips twitched into a smile, but you didn’t give him the reaction he clearly wanted. “is this your new thing now?, staring at me and saying whatever’s on your mind?”

he laughed, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. “can you blame me baby?, you look so good all the time, it’s distracting”

this time, you looked at him fully, arching a brow “distracting?, you’re the one who has nothing to do but sit there and admire me”

“and what’s wrong with that?” he tilted his head, his smirk turning into something softer “i could do this all day baby”

he wasn’t kidding, heeseung’s gaze was so heavy with affection, it almost made your stomach flutter, almost.

“down bad much?” you teased, setting your phone aside

“for you?” he didn’t hesitate, his voice steady and warm “always baby”

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི 、𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗝𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗦𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗚

jay leaned against the counter, arms crossed, watching you like he was waiting for the right moment to pound on you at any second. the kitchen was quiet except for the faint hum of the fridge, and you were oblivious to his intense stares as you reached for a glass of water.

“princess” he drawled, his voice low and thick like honey, cutting through the silence

you turned your head, eyes meeting his “hm?”

he lips curled into a smirk m, his dark eyes trailing down your figure. “you look so beautiful princess.., you did this on purpose beautiful?”

you blinked, caught of guard. “what are you talking about?, im literally only in sweats”

jay pushed of the counter, closing the distance between you in slow steps, he towered over you now, his head tilting slightly as his gaze dropped to your lips

“that doesn’t matter.” he said, his voice dropping lower. “you make anything look good princess”

your pulse quickened, but you refused to let him see it. “your being ridiculous”

“am i?” he leaned down, his face so close you could feel the warmth of his breath “or do you like it when i can’t keep my eyes off of you?”

your fingers tightened around the glass, but you kept your expression neutral. “you’re imagining things jay”

he chuckled softly, his hand brushing against yours as he took the glass from you and set it on the counter. “am i imagining how much you like it when i get close to you like this beautiful”

your silence gave you away, and the smirk on his face only grew

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི 、SIM JAEHYUN

jake swore he wasn’t staring. okay maybe he was but could you blame him? you were sitting on the edge of the bed, tying your hair back, and somehow the simple act had him completely mesmerized.

your focus was elsewhere, completely oblivious to the way his jaw was slack, his fingers frozen halfway through scrolling on his phone. you looked over your shoulder and caught his gaze, raising a brow.

“baby what?” you asked, a small smile tugging at your lips.

jake blinked, as if snapping out of a trance. “nothing.”

“doesn’t look like nothing” you teased, standing to stretch. your shirt lifted slightly, revealing a sliver of skin, and jake audibly exhaled.

“baby” he groaned, dragging a hand through his hair. “you’re killing me pretty.”

you tilted your head, playing innocent. “i’m literally just standing here.”

“exactly” he said, tossing his phone aside and sitting up on the bed. “you don’t even have to try baby, and I’m losing my mind”

you crossed your arms, giving him a challenging look. “sounds like a you problem.”

jake laughed softly, but his eyes were dark as they roamed over you. “oh, it’s definitely my problem” he muttered, pulling you by the wrist so you stumbled into his lap.

“jake..”

“don’t act so surprised,” he murmured, brushing your hair back to look at you fully. “you know what you do to me, baby. and you know i’ll never get enough of you.”

his smile was sweet, but the look in his eyes was anything but.

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི 、PARK SUNGHOON

sunghoon stared at his phone, the faint glow of the screen illuminating his face in the dim light of his room. it had only been two days since he’d seen you, but it felt like weeks. he groaned, tossing the phone onto the bed before running a hand through his hair.

this was ridiculous. you weren’t that far away, but for some reason, the thought of spending another day without seeing you made him restless.

his phone buzzed with a notification, and his heart jumped. it was a simple text from you: “what are you up to baby?”

without thinking, he typed back,”missing you”

your reply came quickly, “it’s been two days, hoon”

he sighed, leaning back against the headboard. two days too long. he typed again, his thumbs moving faster than his thoughts. “come over doll”

you sent a laughing emoji, followed by, “you’re really that down bad for me?”

he didn’t even hesitate, “yes”

it didn’t take long before his phone rang. he answered immediately, your voice warm and teasing on the other end. “sunghoon, you saw me two days ago”

“i know doll” he said, his tone soft but insistent. “but two days feels like forever. just… let me see you, princess. i’ll drive over if o have to”

you laughed, but he could hear the affection in your tone. “fine, but you owe me”

sunghoon grinned, already grabbing his keys. “anything you want doll, just hurry”

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི 、KIM SUNOO

you weren’t expecting to see sunoo standing outside your workplace, but there he was, leaning against the hood of his car with the brightest smile you’d seen all week. his hair fell perfectly into place, and he looked so effortlessly pretty that your heart skipped a beat.

“sunoo?” you called as you approached, confused but smiling. “what are you doing here baby?”

he pushed off the car and opened his arms dramatically. “picking up my favorite person of course”

you laughed, stopping in front of him. “you know i could’ve taken the bus, you didn’t have to come all the way here”

“i did though beautiful” he said, his tone soft as his arms dropped to his sides. “i missed you baby”

your heart melted instantly. “it’s been what, eight hours?”

“eight very long hours” he countered, pouting slightly. “do you know how hard it is to go a whole day without seeing my beautiful girl?”

you rolled your eyes playfully, but the warmth in your chest gave you away. “you’re so dramatic”

“maybe” he admitted with a grin, reaching out to tuck a piece of hair behind your ear. “but i just couldn’t wait until tonight baby, so here i am.”

you shook your head, but the smile on your face only grew more. “what would you have done if i said i already had plans?”

“crash them” he said without missing a beat, opening the car door for you. “because wherever you are is where i want to be baby.”

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི 、YANG JUNGWON

jungwon followed you through the store, hands tucked into his pockets as he watched you browse through the store windows. you stopped in front of a display of necklaces, your eyes lighting up as you picked up a delicate silver one with a tiny star pendant.

“this is so pretty,” you murmured, turning it in your hands to admire it.

jungwon smiled softly, leaning slightly closer. “you should get it baby”

you hesitated, glancing at the price tag before setting it back down with a sigh. “it’s cute, but i don’t really need it”

he frowned, the sight of your smile tugging at his heart. but he didn’t push it, he knew you too well. “ready to go then baby?” he asked casually.

“yeah” you gave the necklace one last look before turning toward the exit.

as soon as you walked ahead, jungwon slipped back into the display, grabbing the necklace without hesitation. he made his way to the register, keeping one eye on you to make sure you didn’t notice.

later that evening, you found a small box on your nightstand. confused, you picked it up and opened it, gasping when you saw the necklace inside.

“jungwon” you called, stepping into the living room.

he looked up from the couch, innocence all over his “yes?”

“you bought it?”

he smiled, shrugging. “you really wanted it didn’t you baby?”

your chest warmed as you walked over, wrapping your arms around him. “you’re too sweet, you know that?”

“only for you, baby”

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི 、NISHIMURA RIKI

niki wasn’t sure how he ended up here, sitting cross legged on your bedroom floor, completely ignoring the video game controller in his hands as he watched you work on your homework at your desk.

you weren’t doing anything extraordinary, just scribbling notes in your messy handwriting, but somehow you had all of his attention. he didn’t even notice he was smiling until you turned around and caught him staring.

“niki what?” you asked raising a brow.

he blinked, quickly trying to play it cool. “nothing”

“doesn’t look like it” you teased, spinning your chair to face him.

niki huffed, setting the controller aside. “you’re just… cute okay?”

your cheeks flushed and you tilted your head. “cute? i’m literally just doing homework”

“yeah, but you make it look cute” he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck.

you couldn’t help but laugh at his shy confession. “you’re so weird sometimes you know that?”

“maybe” he shot back, a playful smirk forming on his lips. “but you like it baby”

you rolled your eyes, but the smile tugging at your lips betrayed you. “sure,sure now stop staring and go back to your game”

“can’t” he said, leaning back on his hands. “i’d rather watch you”

your heart fluttered at his words, and you threw a pillow at him to hide your flustered expression.

niki just laughed, catching the pillow with ease. “you’re not getting rid of me that easily baby”

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[hoonieyun]

pouty boy 𐐪♡𐑂

when he's being pouty and wants your attention heeseung 𐐪♡𐑂 jongseong 𐐪♡𐑂 jaeyun 𐐪♡𐑂 sunghoon genre: fluff, fake texts/smau, down bad enha, romance warnings: profanity, suggestive, kissing, 18+

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[rmview]

they bond with your cat, ENHYPEN.

featuring — enhypen members x gn!reader ( masterlist )

summary — just some sweet moments of the enhypen boys bonding with your pet cat!

contents — fluff, no warnings.

hee 🐾 seung

heeseung wasn’t much of a cat person — at least not before meeting your fluffy little companion. from the moment your cat first approached him, weaving between his legs with a curious gaze, he was smitten. at first, he tried to play it cool, but his heart melted when the cat bumped its head against his hand.

the first time he babysat your cat while you ran errands, you came back to find him sprawled on the floor, holding a feather toy above his head while your cat pounced and batted at it. heeseung’s laughter filled the room as he teased, “you’ve got a future athlete here! i’m raising a pro.”

despite his playful side, heeseung also shared quieter moments with your cat. on particularly lazy afternoons, he’d sit on your couch with a blanket draped over his legs, your cat curled up on his lap. he’d absentmindedly scratch behind its ears while humming a tune.

one day, you caught him whispering secrets to your cat as if it were his confidant. “you think they’ll like the surprise i planned?” he asked softly, rubbing its chin. when you teased him about it, his ears turned bright red.

your cat adored heeseung, and he jokingly claimed it was because he gave the best head scratches. but deep down, you knew it was because your cat could sense his genuine warmth.

jay 🐾

jay approached your cat with cautious respect at first. “hey there, buddy,” he murmured, holding out his hand for the feline to sniff. when your cat rubbed its face against his fingers, jay’s eyes lit up, and he gently stroked its fur. “oh, we’re friends now, huh?”

it didn’t take long for jay to become your cat’s favorite. he had an innate ability to read its moods, knowing when it wanted to play and when it wanted to laze around. “they’re just like me,” he joked. “cool, calm, and collected — most of the time.”

jay’s favorite moments were when your cat would pad over to him unprompted and settle on his lap. he’d freeze for a moment, overwhelmed by the trust, before relaxing into the moment. “see? i’ve got the magic touch,” he’d brag, scratching behind its ears as it purred contentedly.

when your cat was in a playful mood, jay would grab a laser pointer and have it darting around the room, laughing at its frantic attempts to catch the elusive red dot. “i think i’m having more fun than they are,” he’d admit sheepishly.

one day, you walked in to find jay sitting cross-legged on the floor, painstakingly untangling a yarn ball your cat had unraveled. “your little troublemaker strikes again,” he said, shaking his head fondly. but the soft smile on his face told you he didn’t mind one bit.

jake 🐾

jake was immediately captivated by your cat. “oh my gosh, they’re so cute!” he exclaimed the first time he met them, crouching down to their level. your cat seemed to pick up on his excitement, tentatively approaching and sniffing his outstretched hand. when it finally allowed him to pet it, jake grinned like he’d just won the lottery.

jake quickly became the ultimate cat dad. he’d bring treats whenever he visited, earning himself your cat’s undivided attention. “you’re bribing them!” you accused, but jake just laughed. “hey, i’m building a bond,” he replied, offering your cat another treat as it purred loudly.

your cat loved jake’s energetic personality. he’d dangle a toy mouse on a string, laughing as it leaped and twirled to catch it. “look at them go! we should enter them into competitions,” he joked, cheering every time your cat made a dramatic pounce.

but it wasn’t all play. jake had a soft side, and your cat seemed to sense it. they often curled up next to him as he scrolled through his phone or read a book, their head resting on his thigh. jake would gently pet them, a serene smile on his face.

once, you overheard jake talking to your cat. “you’re lucky,” he said softly, scratching its chin. “you get to stay here with them all the time. take care of them for me, okay?”

your heart melted at his words, and you realized just how much jake cared — not just for your cat, but for you too.

sung 🐾 hoon

sunghoon wasn’t sure how to act around your cat at first. he wasn’t used to animals, and he approached with a mixture of curiosity and caution. “hey, don’t scratch me, okay?” he murmured as he held out his hand. when your cat nudged his fingers and purred, sunghoon’s eyes widened in surprise. “oh, i think they like me!”

he quickly grew more comfortable, and your cat seemed to enjoy teasing him. it would paw at his hand, then dart away, only to return moments later with a playful glint in its eyes. “you’re such a little troublemaker,” he’d say, but there was always a smile on his face.

sunghoon also had a soft spot for cuddles. if your cat decided to curl up beside him, he’d sit perfectly still, not wanting to disturb them. “i guess i’m stuck here now,” he’d joke, glancing up at you with an amused smile. but you could tell he secretly loved the quiet bonding time.

one of your favorite moments was catching sunghoon trying to teach your cat tricks. “sit,” he’d command, holding a treat above their head. when the cat just stared at him, he laughed. “okay, maybe you’re too smart for that.”

sunghoon’s gentle and patient demeanor won your cat over completely. by the end of the day, they were inseparable, and he’d proudly announce, “see? they love me more than you now.”

su 🐾 noo

sunoo and your cat were a match made in heaven. from the moment they met, it was like they’d known each other forever. “aren’t you the cutest thing ever?” he cooed, crouching down to shower your cat with pets and kisses. the cat responded by rubbing against him and purring loudly, cementing their instant bond.

he loved taking selfies with your cat, holding them up and tilting his head to find the perfect angle. “look how adorable we are together!” he’d gush, showing you his camera roll filled with pictures. you couldn’t deny they made a ridiculously cute pair.

sunoo had a knack for understanding your cat’s moods. he’d instinctively know when they wanted to play, pulling out toys and making them chase feathers or strings. “you’re such a little star,” he’d say as your cat pranced around, clearly enjoying the attention.

but sunoo’s favorite moments were the cuddly ones. he’d sit on the couch with your cat nestled in his lap, gently stroking their fur while humming softly. sometimes, he’d talk to them like they were his best friend. “you’ve got such a good life here,” he’d say with a smile. “you’re so lucky to have the best owner ever.”

your cat adored sunoo, and you often found them waiting by the door when they heard his voice. “they know i’m their favorite,” he’d tease, winking at you.

jung 🐾 won

jungwon’s calm and caring nature made him a natural with your cat. the first time they met, he patiently let them sniff his hand before gently petting them. “you’re such a soft little thing,” he murmured, his voice soothing. your cat seemed to sense his warmth, immediately warming up to him.

jungwon loved spending time with your cat, whether it was playing with a toy or just sitting quietly while they explored his lap. “they’re so curious,” he’d remark, watching as the cat pawed at the strings on his hoodie. “it’s like they’re trying to figure me out.”

one day, you caught him napping on the couch with your cat curled up on his chest. the sight melted your heart, especially when he stirred and mumbled, “we’re having a bonding moment—don’t interrupt.”

he also took his role as your cat’s unofficial caretaker seriously. he’d remind you about feeding schedules and even researched the best treats to buy. “we have to take good care of them,” he’d say with a determined look.

jungwon’s soft spot for your cat was undeniable, and he often joked, “if you ever need a sitter, i’m available. they’re basically my best friend now.”

ni 🐾 ki

ni-ki was a little hesitant around your cat at first, unsure of how to interact with them. “do they like to be petted?” he asked, glancing at you nervously. when your cat approached him and started rubbing against his legs, he broke into a relieved grin. “oh, okay, i guess we’re friends now.”

his playful nature quickly took over, and he loved coming up with creative games to entertain your cat. whether it was building a maze out of cardboard boxes or making a toy dance around like a puppet, ni-ki’s energy matched your cat’s perfectly. “they’re just like me,” he said with a laugh. “always full of energy.”

despite his playful side, ni-ki also had a gentle streak. he’d sit cross-legged on the floor, letting your cat climb into his lap and curl up. “they’re so small,” he’d whisper, stroking their fur softly. “how can something this cute even exist?”

one day, you found him lying on the floor with your cat perched on his chest. “we’re bonding,” he explained with a grin. “this is how you build trust.”

ni-ki’s enthusiasm and genuine love for your cat were infectious, and you couldn’t help but smile every time you saw them together. “i think they like me better than you,” he teased, sticking out his tongue. “but don’t worry, i’ll share.”

notes: this reaction was so cute because i love cats (i have an orange one named pineapple hihihi)

[pshbites]

PILLOW TALK ━ pjs

pairing : fiance!jay x fem!reader genre : est. relationship, pure FLUFF!! warnings : none! synopsis : after a long day of work you and your loving doting fiance lay in bed and have a conversation about the future wc : 0.9k a/n : muahahahah i just wanted to put this out bc i enjoy feeding u guys.... ENJOY!

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you shut the front door behind you, frowning slightly at the living room light still being on, which signified jay was awake. you walked over, seeing him on the couch mindlessly typing on his laptop. “oh baby, you’re home. i didn’t hear you come in” he smiled up at you, sliding away his laptop. “why are you awake, i told you not to wait up” you sighed, setting your purse on the coffee table and taking a seat next to him, him immediately pulling you into him to rest your head on his shoulder. 

“sorry love, i was just doing some planning” he said, stroking your hair. you sighed, intertwining your fingers with his. ever since jay had proposed it seemed most of his time was taken up in planning this wedding. if it weren’t for you, jay would’ve gotten married at a church the very next morning. that shows how eager he is to make you his wife. 

“‘s okay baby, let’s wash up okay?” you sat up, your head off his shoulder and now your hand cupping his face. he looked in your eyes and nodded, pecking your lips before standing up from the couch. the two of you walked to your shared bedroom and bathroom, beginning your nightly routines side by side. 

you and jay had been living together prior to the engagement and not once did either of you regret it. of course there were some days where it was frustrating that you worked long hours and jay worked from home, but either way you both were comfortable with one another and that meant including 24/7. 

jay shut the bathroom lights as he walked behind you to the bed that you were already laying on. jay walked to the other side and laid on the bed, getting under the covers along with you. you turned to him and smiled, as if asking to lay on his chest and he nodded, opening his arms for you. 

you laid on his chest and smiled as he began to stroke and play with your hair. “what were you planning?” you mumbled, breaking the silence in the room. “i was checking out some venues” he sighed, twirling your hair around his fingers. “we haven’t even decided a location yet babe” you laughed a little and he furrowed his brows. “yeah i know i was looking in popular spots, there’s this place in edinburgh i think you’d like” he replied making you frown a little. 

“you know park jongseong, it's your wedding too” you said his full name, in a mocking way. “i’m well aware yln yn” he teased back, making you laugh. “then start acting like it!” you slapped his chest lightly, eliciting a small yet playful ‘ow’ from him. jay sighed and continued to play with your hair in every way, “you know whatever you like, i like. i wanna make this perfect for you” he confessed, sighing out. you sat up, turning to look at him.

“babe, i promise, i don’t need so much. i have you and our friends and family, that’s what perfect means to me” you played with the edges of his shirt, looking into his eyes. he nodded, reaching to hold your hands in his. “i know, but what you like is important to me so just let me do this” he rubbed your hands in his, smiling. you looked into his eyes and sighed out, “fine fine, but as long as you like it as well” you agreed reluctantly, laying back down on his chest. 

jay went back to your hair, continuing to play with it as his other hand went to rest on your waist, rubbing it softly. the two of you laid in silence like that for a while, the sound of his heartbeat calming you down after a long day of work. “does this mean i should schedule our cake tasting?” jay mumbled, making you laugh against his chest. you felt his chest bubble with giggles as well. “yes you can” you said, making him smile and nod, pulling you closer. 

you looked down at your own hand next to his, coincidentally both of your rings on display. his plain band and your engagement ring. you smiled softly, rotating it on your finger, playing with it. “you know i was thinking” you said, making jay hum in response. “we could order our cake from that bakery we both like, you know the one-“ “we went to after our first date, i remember” he smiled, looking down at you. “i like that idea,” you smiled, looking up at him slightly. 

jay smiled down at you and kissed your forehead, making you close your eyes and smile. “i love you” you said once he pulled back slightly and he only smiled back “i love you too my love” you sighed, cuddling up closer to him if that was even possible. maybe this was one of the reasons you loved jay so much, his need to always love you regardless. sometimes that was all you needed. 

you sighed against his chest, your eyes starting to shut slightly. “you sleepy?” jay mumbled, still stroking your hair. it was causing you to fall asleep, you knew that, he knew that. “yeah but i wanna talk to you more, i haven’t seen you all day” “it’s okay, we have the rest of our lives” jay sighed out, his words making you smile. it was true, you did have the rest of your lives together. the thought of this lulled both of you to sleep, assured you weren’t missing anything. 

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[serapharua]

HYBRID enhypen reaction to smelling someone else's scent on you . . !

enhypen OT7 — GENRE : imagines headcanon suggestiveish fluff hybrid au — PAIRING : gn.reader — WARNING : they are pretty possessive — REQUESTED : yes <3

HEESEUNG (deer hybrid) :

Heeseung had always been sensitive to scents—his heightened senses often caught the faintest whiff of things others might miss. But today, something felt… off. He was sitting next to you, his gaze flicking between your face and the surrounding room, when the subtle, unfamiliar scent hit him. It wasn’t overpowering, but it was enough for his ears to twitch in subtle annoyance.

You hadn’t noticed at first, but Heeseung had already leaned in, his sharp nose brushing against your neck as he inhaled deeply. The scent was foreign, not yours.

His gaze flicked up to meet yours, the warmth in his eyes replaced by something else—a flicker of jealousy he couldn’t hide. His voice, usually calm and composed, was edged with tension. “Who was that?”

You blinked, taken aback by the question. “What do you mean?”

Heeseung’s eyes narrowed as his hand gently cupped your chin, guiding your face toward him so he could get a better whiff. “That scent… it’s not yours.”

A slight panic rose in your chest, but you tried to keep your composure. “I—I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

But Heeseung wasn’t convinced. His hand lingered on your chin, the grip soft but firm, as if grounding you in place. “I can smell it. I can smell them on you. Who’ve you been around?” His voice was calm, but the undertone was possessive.

His deer-like ears twitched again, and his eyes softened as he exhaled through his nose. “You’re mine.” It wasn’t a question; it was a statement, one that left no room for doubt. His tail flicked behind him in a quiet, almost frustrated motion. “No one else gets to leave their scent on you.”

You could feel the change in his demeanor—he wasn’t mad, but there was a clear shift in his protective instincts. He was jealous, and it wasn’t something he often displayed so openly. Heeseung pulled you closer, his face burying into your neck in an attempt to cleanse the lingering foreign scent, marking you with his own.

“I’m the only one who gets to be close to you,” he murmured, his tone softening as he held you tighter, content once he felt the familiar scent of his own mixing with yours.

JAY (hawk hybrid) :

Jay’s sharp eyes immediately caught the subtle shift in your scent. It was faint, but unmistakable. His gaze flicked to your neck as he leaned closer, his nose instinctively twitching. It wasn’t your usual scent. The realization hit him hard.

He raised an eyebrow, his voice lower than usual. “Who was that?”

You froze, sensing the tension in his tone. “What do you mean?” you asked, trying to brush it off, but there was no hiding the unease in your voice.

Jay moved closer, his presence more intense now. “I know it’s not yours.” He gently cupped your chin, tilting your head slightly so he could get a better whiff. His eyes were sharp, his expression unreadable, but you could see the possessive glint in his gaze.

His grip on your chin tightened slightly, pulling you closer. “I can smell it on you.” His voice had a deeper edge now, calm but with a clear possessiveness that made your stomach flip.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you replied, though it was obvious from the way Jay was acting that you hadn’t convinced him.

He sighed, frustration creeping into his voice. “Next time, don’t let anyone get that close.” His tone was firm, almost protective, and it wasn’t up for debate.

Jay’s fingers gently brushed against your skin as he lingered, unwilling to pull away just yet. “You’re mine,” he murmured, as if reaffirming the truth. There was no doubt in his voice, no room for questioning. He wanted you to know, and he wasn’t going to let anyone else come too close again.

JAKE (wolf hybrid) :

Jake didn’t even have to try hard to notice the change. As soon as you walked into the room, the scent hit him—your friends’ scent lingering faintly on your clothes, your hair, your skin. His ears twitched, and his gaze immediately zeroed in on you.

His lips curled up slightly in an amused, almost mischievous smirk, but there was a flicker of something else in his eyes—something more possessive. “So, you’ve been with them, huh?” he teased, leaning against the doorframe, his arms crossed. His tone was playful but there was an unmistakable undertone of challenge.

You glanced at him, trying to act casual. “What? It’s just my friends. We hung out for a bit.”

Jake pushed off the doorframe, slowly making his way toward you, his footsteps deliberate and quiet like a predator closing in. As he got closer, you could feel the heat of his presence, and his scent—woodsy and grounded—surrounding you.

He stopped just in front of you, his nose trailing along your neck as he took a deep breath. The familiar, comforting smell of your friends was still there, and Jake’s eyes darkened for a moment, his gaze sharpening.

“You smell like them,” he muttered, voice low. There wasn’t anger, but there was a certain level of possessiveness in the way he said it. “Don’t let them get too close next time, alright?”

You opened your mouth to protest, but Jake was quicker. With a playful, yet slightly assertive push, he pulled you into a tight hug. “I’m the only one who’s supposed to mark you, not them.” His words were teasing, but there was an edge of sincerity in his grip.

You could feel his body relax just a little as his scent began to mingle with yours. His nose brushed against your ear, and for a moment, he was quiet, taking in your scent and the remnants of your friends’ presence.

With a soft growl of satisfaction, he pulled back and gave you a lazy smile. “That’s better.” He ran a hand through your hair, making sure the lingering scent of anyone else was buried under his. “Just remember, you’re mine, okay?”

The possessive spark in his eyes had faded to a contented glow, and you knew that, for Jake, it wasn’t about controlling you—it was about making sure that no one else could lay claim to what was his.

SUNGHOON (snow leopard hybrid) :

Sunghoon noticed it immediately. As you stepped into the room, his sharp eyes caught the subtle change in the air—the faint scent of someone else, something unfamiliar and not his. His feline instincts kicked in almost instantly, his body tensing with an alertness that wasn’t typical for him.

You, unaware of the shift in his demeanor, walked casually to the couch. But Sunghoon was already moving, his eyes narrowing slightly as he followed you, his every step silent, precise, like a predator tracking its prey.

When you sat down, he slid into the spot next to you, his hand brushing against yours, though his touch was a little more deliberate than usual. His nose twitched as he leaned in closer, his lips brushing the side of your neck as he inhaled. “You smell different,” he murmured, his voice unusually low, like a soft growl that vibrated in his chest.

You blinked, taken aback. “What do you mean?”

He didn’t answer immediately, instead reaching out to brush his fingers through your hair, his touch gentle but lingering. “You’ve been with someone,” he said, his voice tinged with a hint of irritation, though it was still calm. “I can smell it. Who was it?”

The possessiveness in his tone wasn’t lost on you, but his expression was controlled, cool—Sunghoon’s way of masking his more primal instincts. His feline nature, though, didn’t allow him to fully hide the subtle signs of jealousy in the way his tail flicked behind him.

“I was with some friends earlier,” you explained, trying to stay lighthearted.

Sunghoon’s eyes narrowed slightly, his hand now resting on your waist, a little firmer than usual. “Next time,” he said, his voice almost a whisper, “don’t let them get too close.”

You raised an eyebrow, unsure whether he was joking, but the serious glint in his eyes told you otherwise. His possessiveness wasn’t about controlling you—it was about protecting what was his. He wasn’t going to let anyone else leave their mark on you.

He leaned in again, this time pressing his nose into the crook of your neck, taking in your scent more deeply. He was quiet for a few moments, before pulling back and offering you a small, contented smile.

“Better,” he murmured, his gaze softening as he met your eyes. There was something almost comforting in the way he relaxed against you, as if he’d claimed his territory once more, his pride satisfied.

SUNOO (fox hybrid) :

Sunoo’s nose twitched as soon as you walked into the room, the familiar scent of your perfume mixing with something else—something he didn’t recognize. He didn’t even need to look at you to know something was off. His senses were heightened, and that sharp, fox-like awareness picked up the subtle shift in the air.

As you made your way over to him, he could feel the tension building in his chest. The scent wasn’t overwhelmingly strong, but it was enough to make his instincts flare. A flash of annoyance flickered in his eyes, but he quickly masked it with his usual cheerful demeanor.

“Hey,” he greeted you, but his smile didn’t quite reach his eyes. He was trying to act normal, but the mix of jealousy and curiosity was hard to shake.

You took a seat next to him, oblivious to the effect your scent was having on him. He leaned in just a little too close, his nose subtly brushing against your neck as he inhaled deeply. The gentle scent of your friends lingered on your skin, a trace of their presence still clinging to you.

Sunoo pulled back just slightly, looking you over with a teasing grin. “Someone’s been having fun without me, huh?” His voice had that playful edge, but there was a slight sharpness underneath, as if he was trying to keep his more possessive feelings in check.

You raised an eyebrow, trying to stay casual. “It’s nothing. Just hanging out with some friends earlier.”

He raised an eyebrow too, clearly not convinced. “Hmm… I think I like the smell of you better when it’s just mine.” There was a flicker of mischief in his eyes, but the underlying possessiveness was clear. He didn’t like someone else’s scent lingering on you—not when you were his.

Before you could respond, Sunoo leaned forward, his nose brushing against the side of your neck again, inhaling deeply as if trying to erase the trace of others. “Much better,” he murmured, his voice soft and content, as though he was satisfied with reclaiming his mark.

His arm subtly draped around your shoulders, pulling you a bit closer as if to keep you safely within his reach. His playful, teasing smile returned, but you could still see the possessiveness behind it. “Next time, maybe you should save all your attention for me, yeah?”

He didn’t give you much of a chance to respond before he was already nuzzling against you, his tail giving a slight flick as he settled beside you with a contented sigh. You could almost feel the soft warmth of his satisfaction, the fox in him at ease once more.

JUNGWON (panther hybrid) :

Jungwon’s eyes narrowed as he watched you enter the room, his sharp senses immediately picking up on something he didn’t quite like. The air around you seemed different, and it wasn’t just the faint trace of perfume you usually wore. There was something more—another scent mingling with yours. A familiar scent, but not his.

He didn’t let it show, though. He kept his cool, walking up to you with his usual calm composure. But there was an unmistakable tension in the way he moved, his instincts telling him that something was off. He wasn’t the type to openly show jealousy, but his heightened senses could not be ignored.

“Hey,” he said, his voice low but gentle, trying to act casual as he closed the space between the two of you. He reached up to adjust the collar of your jacket, his fingers brushing against your neck as he leaned in slightly, taking a deeper sniff. His expression faltered just for a second. There it was again—the lingering scent of someone else.

His eyes briefly flickered with a mix of annoyance and curiosity, and it didn’t go unnoticed by you. “You’ve been around someone else, haven’t you?” Jungwon asked, his tone cool but sharp, as though he already knew the answer.

You smiled, trying to play it off. “I was just with some friends earlier. Nothing serious.”

But Jungwon wasn’t convinced. His panther instincts were too sharp to let such a thing go unnoticed. His eyes followed the trace of the scent, lingering on you with a possessive intensity that he usually kept hidden.

He didn’t wait for a response before he took a step closer, his presence almost suffocating in its intensity. He placed a hand lightly on your arm, his fingers trailing up to your shoulder as if marking his territory. “I don’t like the smell of them on you,” he murmured, the words almost a growl. His voice was quieter now, almost too calm, but you could sense the undercurrent of possessiveness.

Jungwon’s nose hovered near your neck, his breath warm against your skin as he took another deep breath. His panther-like instincts were raging beneath the surface, the need to mark you, to reclaim that scent, urging him forward.

“I think it’s time to remind you who’s yours,” he murmured with a smirk, his lips brushing against the side of your neck as his hand shifted to pull you closer. His gaze was intense, eyes locking onto yours with a possessiveness that made it clear he wasn’t about to let anyone else get too close to you. Not when he could sense your connection, feel your scent marking you as his.

His tail swayed lightly behind him, flicking with a hint of agitation as he continued to lean into you, his body pressing slightly against yours. The jealousy he felt wasn’t loud or obvious, but it was there—sharp and focused, the panther in him protective and possessive.

“You’re mine,” he repeated softly, more to himself than to you, his voice low and firm, as if he needed the reassurance.

NIKI (tiger hybrid) :

Niki’s sharp senses immediately caught the unfamiliar scent the moment you walked into the room. His tiger-like instincts flared, and the deep, intense aroma wasn’t one he recognized as yours. It was something else—someone else. His heart rate increased, and despite trying to appear nonchalant, his focus remained on the lingering scent that clung to you.

He took a step toward you, his eyes narrowing in concentration, studying the way you moved, trying to ignore the faint growl building deep in his chest. Niki was usually the type to remain calm, but his tiger instincts were stronger than ever in moments like this.

“Did you… just spend time with someone else?” he asked, his tone more controlled than he felt. The question was casual, but his body language was anything but. His posture was more rigid, his chest slightly puffed out, an almost territorial energy radiating from him.

You glanced at him, a hint of confusion in your eyes as you answered. “Oh, I was just with some friends earlier. Nothing to worry about.”

But Niki wasn’t convinced. He could feel the tension in his muscles as his gaze followed you, his senses still sharp on the unfamiliar scent. His tiger instincts were telling him that something wasn’t right, even if his mind tried to reason otherwise. He took another step closer, his eyes locking onto yours as he gently placed his hand on your arm.

“You sure about that?” Niki’s voice was smooth but carried an underlying edge of possessiveness. His grip on your arm tightened just slightly, as if marking his territory. “I can smell someone else on you…”

He leaned in closer, his breath warm against your neck as he breathed in deeply, his nose brushing lightly against your skin. A low, almost primal growl rumbled deep in his chest at the scent of someone else lingering on you. It wasn’t just a casual trace. It felt… intimate.

His tiger instincts kicked into overdrive, and his hand slid to your waist, pulling you just a little closer. His muscles were tense, his tiger-like aura pressing in on you as he whispered, “I don’t like the way they’ve left their scent on you.”

Niki’s intense gaze locked onto yours, a flicker of possessiveness in his eyes as he moved to stand in front of you. “You belong to me,” he murmured, his voice low and firm, but there was an undeniable trace of hunger beneath the words.

His tail flicked behind him, agitated and restless, a telltale sign of his inner turmoil. His instincts wanted to protect you, to claim you in a way that left no question about who you were with. He wasn’t one to show weakness, but with you, that protective side was hard to control.

“I’m not sharing,” he added, his hand resting possessively on your shoulder, gently but firmly guiding you toward him as he held you close. He wasn’t letting go anytime soon—not until he felt like the lingering traces of another’s presence faded completely.

Word count : 2916 | serapharua, 2025.

[woniedarlin]

He listens while you yap

pairings: boyfriend! enhypen x reader | listener x yapper trope

caution: be prepared for their randomness (•‿•)

author's note: This is my first time trying something like this, and I thought, why not switch things up? If you enjoyed it and want more like this, just let me know! Happy reading!

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HEESEUNG

You explained an article you found earlier and made an especially interesting point. “So, apparently, there’s this theory about how—wait, are you even listening?” you paused mid-sentence then glancing up at Heeseung.

He was just staring at you the entire time.

“Am I talking too much?” you asked, feeling embarrassed. Was he bored? You might have been talking for hours...well, you were.

“I’m sorry,” you added. Feeling guilty.

Heeseung tilted his head slightly. His lips formed a gentle smile that quickly made you feel comfortable. “No, not at all. I’m just listening,” he said gently. “You always have the most interesting things to say.”

You blinked. For a moment, you were caught off guard by his words.. “Really? Because I’m pretty sure I’m just rambling about random stuff half the time.”

He chuckled softly while shaking his head. “Not to me. You make even the most ordinary things sound extraordinary. Like you’re breathing life into them.”

“Come on, that’s a bit much,” you teased though you were shy with his words.

He shook his head slowly. “It’s not. You could talk about the lifespan of jellyfish, and I’d still want to hear every word.”

You laughed. “Seriously? Jellyfish?”

“Yup,” he said with a grin. Heeseung’s eyes crinkling at the corners. “I don’t think you realize how much I enjoy hearing you talk.”

You looked at him for a moment. Your laughter turned into a warmer feeling. “You always know how to make me feel special, right?”

Heeseung smiled more. “I’m just telling the truth. You’re the one who makes everything feel special.”

Your heart swelled at his words, and you couldn’t help but grin. “You’re too good at this, you know. No wonder everyone’s always talking about how sweet you are.”

He lightly shrugged. “Only for you.”

JAY

You plopped down next to Jay on the couch, “Last night, I dreamed I was a bottle of ketchup,” you said, not even glancing at him.

Jay didn’t even look up from what he was doing, though you knew he was listening. “Oh?”

“Yeah. And you were mustard. Which is weird because you’re usually mayonnaise in my dreams.” You said it matter-of-factly.

Jay glanced over at you and gave a small smile. Your boyfriend didn’t even question it anymore.

“Mhm. We were sitting on a picnic table, minding our own business,” you continued, staring blankly ahead. “Then this kid comes over, grabs you, and squeezes you all over a hot dog.”

“Of course,” Jay muttered, his smile still there.

“And then they grabbed me and put me on french fries,” you said, your voice now lighter. “But even though we were on different foods, we ended up on the same plate.”

Jay gave you a soft look. “Of course you did.”

“Yup. It’s like… no matter what, we always end up together,” you said nonchalantly. “Even if we’re on different things, we’ll always end up on the same plate.”

Jay didn’t react much, just looking at you with that same fond smile. “Ketchup and mustard, huh? That’s one way to put it.”

“Yep.” You nodded as if you were completely confident in the analogy. “It’s like fate, you know?”

Jay leaned back. “Fate. Of course. You’re the ketchup, and I’m the mustard.”

“Exactly,” you said, kicking your legs a little. “I mean, I’m obviously the star of the show, but you do make a good sidekick.”

Jay laughed quietly to himself, shaking his head. “You’re the star, hm?”

“Of course,” you said, completely unfazed, “but you still belong next to me.”

“Right,” Jay replied with a small, affectionate smile. “Next to you, always.”

And just like that, he continues to look at you with the same smile as you continue to talk, absolutely in love with you.

JAKE

You were pacing around the room, hands gesturing wildly as you went off about the movie you’d just watched. “And don’t even get me started on the plot twist—like, I saw it coming from a mile away! But, still, how could they—ugh, I can’t wrap my head around it!”

Jake sat on the couch with one arm stretched across the backrest. “Go on, tell me more,” he said, his voice smooth and teasing.

“Okay, but can we talk about that scene? The main character falls—of course—and she’s like, ‘Save yourself!’” You rolled your eyes dramatically. “Like, girl, what? Just get up! Run with your friend! Why are you making it so dramatic?”

“Mhm,” he hummed, clearly holding back a laugh.

You kept going, utterly oblivious to his gaze. “I mean, realistically, if I fall, I’m grabbing your arm and dragging you down with me. We’re both going down. There’s no ‘save yourself’ moment. You’re coming with me.”

Jake chuckled, shaking his head. “Good to know.”

“And the friend?” you continued, throwing your hands up. “She’s just standing there, like, ‘Noooo!’ for too long. Like, hello? Help her up and run!”

Jake leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “You’d definitely survive in a movie.”

“Oh, absolutely,” you said, pointing at him. “I’m not wasting time with emotional goodbyes. We’re both making it out, or no one is.”

Jake grinned, his voice dropping just slightly. “So, you’d save me?”

You froze for a second before narrowing your eyes. “Obviously. I’d even ensure you didn’t trip in the first place.”

He laughed softly. “And here I was, thinking you’d be the one tripping on purpose just to get me to catch you.”

Your jaw dropped. “I would NOT!”

Jake smirked. “You totally would.”

“I’d be saving both of us!”

“You’re hot,”

You froze. “What?”

“You heard me,” he said.

Of course, he had to flirt.

You crossed your arms tighter, fighting back a smile. “Okay… what? That’s random. You’re distracting me.”

“That’s kind of my thing, isn’t it?” Jake grinned wider, tilting his head. “Admit it, baby.”

You shook your head with a sigh. “Yeah, yeah. Whatever.” But the way your heart fluttered at his words? You couldn’t deny it.

SUNGHOON

You paced around the room as you got lost in recounting the day. “And I visited my parents today! I missed them so much…it was the best.”

Finally, you stopped mid-stride and turned to face him, hands on your hips. “Okay, are you even listening? Or are you zoning out again?”

You have seen your boyfriend zoning out often, especially in the mornings. You wouldn’t be surprised if today were one of those days.

But he chuckled softly, wanting to assure you. “I’m listening. I always do.”

You tilted your head. “Even when I’m rambling about stuff that’s probably unimportant?”

“Especially then,” he said, his dimples appearing as his smile grew wider. “I like hearing you talk. It makes me happy.”

Your arms crossed, though you couldn’t fight the grin pulling at your lips. “You like when I yap on and on?”

“Not the yapping part,” Sunghoon teased. “It’s the way you’re so happy when you talk. You’re glowing, and I can’t look away.”

That made your cheeks heat up. “I’m just telling you about my day.”

“I know,” he said softly. “But you light up when you talk about the things you love. I could listen to you all day. It’s comforting.”

“Comforting?” you echoed, raising an eyebrow. Oh?

He nodded as his eyes began to soften. “Yeah. It’s like you’re letting me see a part of you no one else does.”

Your lips curved into a smile. “I never thought I’d be comforting while going on about my life.”

Sunghoon’s smile grew. “You’d be surprised.”

SUNOO

“…and I don’t even know why they didn’t just say that in the first place! Would it have been so hard? Honestly…” you trailed off, glancing at Sunoo, watching you with the softest smile.

You blinked. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Like what?” he asked, his smile widening.

“Like you’re completely entertained by my nonsense.”

“Because I am,” Sunoo admitted without hesitation. “I love it when you yap.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Yap?”

“Yeah.” He nodded. “You go off about the most random things, and I love it. It’s my favorite background noise.”

You playfully gasped. “Background noise? You’re saying I’m noise?” How dare he?!

“Sweet noise,” he corrected, grinning cheekily. “The kind I never want to tune out.”

You rolled your eyes, but there was no hiding the blush on your cheeks. “So you want me to keep going?”

Sunoo nodded eagerly. “Of course! Why do you think I never interrupt you?”

Tilting your head, suspicious. “What if I talk about like….I don’t know... talk about socks?”

He laughed softly. “You don’t realize how cute you are when you get all caught up in your little stories.”

You tried to fight the smile tugging at your lips but gave up quickly. “Fine. But you’re stuck with me talking forever.”

Sunoo’s eyes sparkled. “Lucky me.”

JUNGWON

You were sprawled on the carpet while Jungwon sat next to you, quietly listening with that ever-patient expression.

“…and I don’t get it! Why would you even bring a cat to a grocery store? What’s the cat gonna do? Pick out your produce?” You threw your hands up, exasperated. “Next thing you know, they’ll be pushing their pets in carts like it’s totally normal.”

Jungwon blinked at you. You can see his lips twitching.

You squinted. “You’re holding back a laugh, aren’t you?”

“No,” he said, lips pressed together tightly.

“Yes, you are!” You pointed at him accusingly. “You’re trying so hard not to laugh right now.”

He cracked. His shoulders shook as he let out a small giggle. But then it escalated. His hand flew to his stomach, and he was laughing so hard that he tipped backward.

“HAHAHAHAHA OH MY—AHHHH HA HA HA HA!”

You sat there, wide-eyed. “Is it that funny?”

He nodded, tears forming at the corners of his eyes as he tried to catch his breath. “It’s not even the story! It’s you! You’re so serious about the ridiculous things—AHHH HA HA AHH HAHA—I can’t!”

You crossed your arms, pouting. “I was making a valid point.”

“I know, I know!” Jungwon wheezed, wiping his eyes. “But you looked so offended! Like, personally attacked by the cat in the store.”

“Well, someone had to say it!”

Jungwon shook his head. “You’re too much.”

You huffed. “I don’t know why I put up with you.”

“Because you love me,” he teased, his laughter finally calming down.

You rolled your eyes but smiled despite yourself. “Maybe.”

“Definitely,” he said, still grinning. “Now, please. Keep going. I need another good laugh.”

NI-KI

You were going on about how your day went, and Ni-ki, leaning against the doorframe, watched you as he kept grinning. He wasn’t saying much but teasing you with every detail you mentioned. “Wow, you don’t stop talking, huh?” Ni-ki said with a smirk.

You raised an eyebrow. You do not want to back down. Especially to him. “I’m just sharing my day, okay? You don’t have to listen if it’s too much.”

“Oh, I’m listening,” Ni-ki said as he stepped forward. “I just didn’t know you had this much to say. You’ve been talking for hours, baby.”

You shot him a look, unfazed. “Oh, please. You know I talk plenty, just not to you.”

Ni-ki chuckled, pushing himself off the doorframe and walking over to you. “I think you talk to me more than you realize. You just don’t want to admit it.”

You scoffed, crossing your arms. “I don’t know about that.”

“Uh-huh. You’re giving me the full lecture today. You can’t hide it,” he teased. “And honestly, I’m enjoying it.”

You rolled your eyes, trying to act indifferent. “Of course you are; you love it when I talk.”

Ni-ki shrugged dramatically. “Guilty as charged. Your yapping is one of my favorite things. Keeps me entertained.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at how easily he could get under your skin, even with his teasing. “Well, I hope you’re ready for more because I’m not stopping anytime soon.”

“Bring it on,” Ni-ki said with a wink, clearly looking forward to hearing all of it.

[tfwbluu]

PAIRING — jay + f!reader

WARNINGS — shibari (ropes + being tied up), hints of bdsm; temperature play, daddy kink, praising/degrading, same format as the other members.

WORDCOUNT — 0.7K

NOTE — jay is soooo ( ´ཀ` ) i’ll work on sunwon’s ver. sooner or later. also new post format lmk what u think ! also lmk if i need to add anything to warnings <3

This man definitely has a daddy kink, there’s no denying it. He absolutely loves it when you call him that, especially when you’re cockdrunk, moaning it over and over like it’s the only word you know.

“Fuck, yeah? Daddy’s making you feel good?” he growled, his thrusts slow and deliberate. “Let daddy know how good I make you feel, darling,” he added, his thumb brushing over your lips.

Blindfolds. Oh, he’d use them to his full advantage, leaving you guessing what toy he’s using on your pussy or what his next move will be. The anticipation alone drives you wild, making you even more sensitive.

“Wrong toy, baby,” he teased, turning the vibrator down to the lowest setting, making you whimper in frustration. “Let’s try this again, shall we?”

He loves watching how your body responds to him, taking every inch of him greedily. “So sensitive,” he groaned, pounding into you with firm, steady strokes. “Could’ve been anyone’s dick fucking you, but your pussy knows me too well—she’s just sucking me in so tightly,” he muttered, his hand gently caressing your cheek as you fell apart beneath him.

Shibari. He absolutely adores the art of tying you up, the way it showcases your trust in him, and the way the ropes frame your body. He has ropes in all kinds of colors, but his favorite is red—it contrasts beautifully against your skin. Whether you’re spread open on the bed with a vibrator snug against your clit or suspended on steel frames, he’ll take his time, using you to his heart’s content, knowing you can’t do anything but submit and take it.

“Stop squirming, baby, just take this cock,” he grunted, gripping your hips tightly as the ropes held you up. Your legs were spread wide, arms tied securely behind your back. “Pretty cunt taking me in so perfectly. You like it, don’t you? Admit it,” he teased, watching as you moaned, helpless and unable to do anything but nod.

“So fucking pretty for me,” he praised, his voice heavy with satisfaction as his eyes lingered on the vibrator relentlessly working your clit. You were a trembling mess, barely able to hold yourself up as the ropes supported your weight, every jolt of pleasure leaving you more undone than the last. “‘Ahh, no no no, too much,’” he mimicked, his smirk deepening as he mocked your desperate cries. “You’re so damn cute.”

And girl, call me crazy, but this man is definitely into wax play. Imagine continuing from the shibari scene: you’re tied up, fully exposed, and at his mercy, the faint heat of melted wax dripping onto your stomach, painting your skin in gorgeous patterns. A drop lands on your nipple, making you gasp, the slight sting only adding to the intoxicating sensation.

“Fuck, you’re twitching already?” he chuckled darkly, tilting the candle to let more wax drizzle across your stomach, watching as it trickled down, a few drops landing teasingly near your clit.

“Too hot?” he taunted, tilting his head as he watched your face contort with pleasure and slight discomfort. “That’s the whole point, princess. Just take it,” he murmured, dripping wax onto your sensitive nipples before thrusting into your immobilized form.

Not going to lie, he’s definitely the type to tug on your hair or even make you wear a leash. Whether it’s to pull you back into position while you’re on all fours or to guide you onto his cock, the possibilities are endless. He loves seeing you breathless, just the way he wants you—completely at his mercy.

“No, you stay right here, baby,” he commanded, gripping the leash tightly and giving it a firm tug, making you choke on his cock. His hand fisted in your hair as he thrust into your mouth, your lips slick with drool, dripping down your chin as your eyes watered.

“Pussy taking me so well, huh?” he growled, his hips snapping into yours with no mercy. “My cock’s all you can think about, right, honey?” Another tug on the leash pulled you back against his chest, your body arching as you moaned.

“C’mon, who’s making you feel this good?” he whispered against your ear, his voice low and commanding. “Daddy? That’s my good girl…” he praised, his hand slipping to caress your throat lightly, making your head spin in the best way possible.

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[leaderwon]

HEARTBREAK HOTLINE : enha has got you covered!

OR

enhypen members comforting you after a breakup! (pre-relationship)

© @leaderwon 2025. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

[hexnoia]

🪐 enhypen texts

“ i can't pay the rent/mortgage ”

non-idol!au ; enhypen x gn!reader (except for a mention of 'princess' in jake's that was my bad); established relationship ; fluff/crack/tiniest bit suggestive in jakehoon's; just a lil prank on bf!enha

a/n: hey sweethearts ^__^ happy new year!! and omg, thank u sm for 200 followers??? ❤️ i'm back with this req i actually had so much fun doing this cuz the prank is so funny when i saw it on tiktok lmaoo and yes very much i took them as inspo but anyways!!! hope y'all like it<3 i was so dry out of ideas so this req came in a good time. see you!

[morganaawriterr]

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ Lazy Sunday;

Pairing; fem!reader x idol!Jay Synopsis; On a lazy Sunday, you watch your sleepy boyfriend, Jay, play guitar for you. His deep voice, messy hair, and shy glances make your heart race as he sings with affection. Seeing you wrapped in his oversized hoodie he can't help but pull you close, the moment becomes a quiet promise of love and intimacy. Genre; fluff (Jay is a cutie pie) Warning; Very short; Nothing else; MASTERLIST;

A/N; I wrote this last year for Mark Lee but it fits Jay so well I had to make a new version for him! I hope you like it as much as I do! Likes and reblogs are always appreciated, thank you so much! <3

On this lazy Sunday, you find yourself sitting across from your sleepy boyfriend, Jay, on the delicate mattress of your bed. The thick raindrops hit your window slowly, making an aesthetic melody that fits the mood perfectly.

Wearing nothing but his black hoodie, you carefully admire the artistic scene in front of you.

Jay, with his deep morning voice, tired brown eyes behind small rectangular glasses, and disordered black hair, is playing the guitar for you. He looks affectionate and gentle, his skillful fingers creating a melody as his calming voice sings the romantic lyrics with care.

The shy look that the sleepy boy gives you, with his cheeks painted a pale shade of red, makes your heart jump out of your chest. He looks so attractive in his natural state—no makeup, no screams, no pressure. Just you, him, and the guitar.

Jay sings with his gaze locked on yours, feeling embaressed under your piercing stare, but glad that you’re enjoying his melodic chords. But your smile gives him the confidence he needs to keep going.

You’re trying to hide your smile inside the large hoodie, not wanting to put pressure on him. Your brown hair is a mess, soft locks tucked messily inside the clothing, your sleepy blue eyes focused on him. Despite the messy look, Jay believes you look breathtaking.

“Did you enjoy this little show?” Jay asks in a quiet voice. You grin radiantly at him and clap your hands. Completely drunk in love with him.

“I loved it, sweet boy. You’re so talented!” You say as you shyly take his calloused hand in yours. “I love you…” you whisper in a low tone, suddenly feeling embarrassed by those three heavy words.

Your eyes remain locked with his for a few solid seconds until he breaks eye contact to kiss you. Jay collides his warm lips with yours in an uncertain way, not knowing if you want him as much as he wants you. But as soon as your hands get lost in his dark hair, all the worries in his head fade away.

Those plump lips mold perfectly against yours. His curious tongue brushes softly against your bottom lip, initiating a playful fight, and you win this time just because you catch him by surprise when you bite his bottom lip.

“I love you too,” he confesses, laying down on the cosy bed and pulling your body onto his chest so you can cuddle while he strokes your hair and begins to sing to you again.

That is when Jay realizes that there is nothing else he wants to do in the world besides being yours.

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[myonexox]

Enhypen Jay Oneshot

pairing : boyfriend!jay x female!reader pov : he kisses your forehead during an argument to calm you down the atmosphere in the living room was tense. you stood with your arms crossed and your eyes locked with jay's. his sharp jawline was set as he stared back at you, equally frustrated.

"i just don’t understand why you can’t see my side of things!" you exclaimed, your voice breaking slightly, betraying the hurt underneath your anger. "every time we have a disagreement, you shut me out instead of talking to me!"

he let out a sigh, running a hand through his jet-black hair. "it’s not that i don’t want to talk to you" he said, his voice lower but no less firm. "sometimes i just need time to process things. why can’t you understand that?"

"because it feels like you’re pushing me away!" you shot back, your chest rising and falling as you tried to control your anger. "i’m your girlfriend, jay. i’m supposed to be the one you can talk to, not the one you avoid"

the room seemed to shrink as the weight of your words settled between you. his lips parted as if to respond but he hesitated, his gaze dropping to the floor. the silence was deafening and the lump in your throat grew heavier.

finally, he looked up, his eyes softer now. "i’m not good at this" he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "i’m not good at... expressing myself. but it doesn’t mean i don’t care"

you opened your mouth to respond but the words caught in your throat as your emotions surged. frustration, hurt, love, they all tangled together, making it hard to think clearly. "then show me, jay" you said, your voice trembling. "show me that you care instead of shutting me out every time things get hard"

he took a step closer to you. "you think i don’t want to?" he said, his tone more pleading now. "you think it’s easy for me to see you upset and not know how to fix it?"

"then stop making it so complicated!" you shot back, your voice raising again. "stop making me feel like i’m the only one fighting for this relationship!"

before you could say anything more, he closed the distance between you in one swift movement. his hands gently cupped your face, his thumbs brushing against your cheeks as he leaned in and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

the gesture caught you completely off guard, your breath hitching as you felt the warmth of his lips on your skin. "i’m sorry" he murmured against your forehead, his voice soft and sincere. "i don’t mean to hurt you. i’m trying, i swear"

your arms which had been tensely crossed, slowly dropped to your sides. the fight drained out of you, replaced by a mix of confusion and tenderness. you pulled back slightly just enough to look into his eyes which were now filled with a vulnerability that made your heart ache.

"jay..." you began but the words failed you. instead, you rested your forehead against his, closing your eyes as you let out a shaky breath.

for a moment, neither of you spoke. jay’s hands slid down to rest on your waist, pulling your body closer to him. "i'm so sorry, please forgive me. i know i shouldn't do that to you, i shouldn't shut you out like that. i'm sorry. please, i promise i won't do that again. i don’t want to lose you over my stupid pride"

you looked at him, your heart swelling at the sincerity in his words. he wrapped his arms around you, pulling your head to rest on his chest. "forgive me, hm?" he mumbled. you softly chuckled and just nodded.

[fleuryuns]

presenting a fic by @FLEURYUNS

kiss me

IN WHICH trapped in a tower and controlled by your father your entire life, jay helps you come up with a plan to finally escape

PAIRING ⟡ guard!jay x heiress!femreader

UNIVERSE ⨯ tangled au (minus the long hair)

WARNINGS ⟡ depictions of a controlling parent (not in detail), fluff, kissing, inspired by anthony and johanna from sweeney todd

WORD COUNT ⨯ 1.8k

AUTHOR'S NOTE . . . wrote this after watching sweeney todd live and was inspired by the lovers’ storyline… so here’s this! title (and subtitles in the header) taken from kiss me from the musical

You wait until your father is out of sight, walking through the thick vines that separate you from the real world, before you rush to the main window and slide the key down. Leaning over the ledge, you watch the silver key shine with the sunlight all the way down, before it lands with a ting! onto the rocks below.

Without a word, the guard bends down to pick up what fell at his feet, not looking up, or making a face that tells what he’s thinking. Then, he turns and heads to the front door.

Hearing the door unlock and open downstairs, you decide to wait for him on the couch, anxiously fiddling with your hands as you listen to his footsteps coming up.

Your father delivered the news as soon as he came home from his overnight hunt. He’s found someone for you—You’ll be married off in two moons.

To be married off means to be taken away from the tower, only to be locked in a legally binding prison with a man you know nothing about. You’ve had enough and need to get out of here.

Jay has worked for your father since his own parents passed away. It’s his only way of making a living in these harsh times, he can’t even protest the grotesqueness of his position. As a guard, he stands post at the bottom of the tower to assure no one comes in and no one comes out. Nobody even knows of the tower’s existence, let alone of the heiress that lives in it, so it isn’t a difficult task. Though, it is daunting.

Within the first week, you tried to escape twice before accepting that this new guard will take his job just as seriously as the previous worker. You frowned. He did too.

After another week, you decided to start sending him letters through paper cranes you’d throw out the window. There’s no reason for you to try not to at least make a friend—He was much younger than any of the other guards, so this was your chance. It took him four days before he bent down and read one.

“What’s your name?” That was the first thing he asked you.

Looking over to make sure your father wasn’t around to hear the interaction go through, you leaned over the window’s edge and yelled a reply. “Y/N, I’m D/N’s daughter.”

He didn’t respond, simply nodded and went back to staring off at the big vines, waiting for his employer to come back from his hunts.

After a month of these exchanges, growing lengthier by the day, you pushed the key off the ledge for the first time.

“What’s this,” Jay had asked, examining it under the light.

You watched the light refracture off of it from the window. “The key to the front door. It only works from the outside.”

“I hope you’re not asking me to let you out.” His voice was stern. “That’s asking for both of our heads to end up on sticks, if not worse.”

You grimaced at the visual. “No… My father will be out for another few hours. That’s his spare key which only works from the outside. Do with it what you will.” Keeping it vague and leaving it at that, you stepped away from the window, hoping he received your unspoken message.

It took him two other days to figure it out.

From then on, while your father was away, Jay would come up the tower and spend a few hours with you. You’ve never done something so scandalous, but it felt so freeing.

You would do whatever you could in here. Although the space was limited, and there really wasn’t much to actually do, you managed to get creative, inspired by the new friend you’ve made.

Sometimes he would teach you to cook new meals.

(Your father would ask how you learned to cook like this, you would reply it was all from your head.)

Sometimes he’d teach you to play the guitar, using crafting strings you’d attach to the chairs to create faux-guitar strings.

Other times, you would teach him how to draw.

(”Did you make this?” your father asked one night. You simply hummed.)

Once, you even taught him about the constellations, the first time your father’s hunt went through the night. You were sitting by the ledge, pointing at the stars.

Your father came back to the tower unexpectedly that night. Jay had to cling down the tower from the outside. His employer was rushing up the steps below completely unaware of their visitor. When he found you leaning against the window, he grumbled something about you failing to escape it by jumping off. Coward, he called you. You told him you were going to bed early.

Even though you’ve still been bound to these achingly familiar walls, spending time with Jay felt like you were in a new world. His jokes made you laugh out loud like you were the only girl in the world, and you might’ve been. He’d look into your eyes as if they were brighter than every constellation in the sky, but you knew that couldn’t be true because his eyes held the brightest stars.

You know your father doesn’t even have a hunch of your friendship with the guard, not a single suspicion—He’s not the brightest man on the block, and that’s saying something considering, before Jay, he was the only man you’ve ever known. And yet, he marched in this morning to tell you to prepare for the wedding.

Two moons. In two days, you’ll be a married woman.

You can’t have that.

Jay comes bursting through the door with a smile. “Good morning, M’Lady,” he greets.

“Hello, Jay,” you respond solemnly. You can’t find the strength to hide your disappointment.

“What’s wrong?” Of course, he sees right through you.

So, you motion him to the couch and waste no time in telling him the horrible news. Not missing out any details. The glint in your father’s eyes, indicating that he must be getting a fair sum of money out of this. The drop in your stomach when the words left his mouth. Your fear of not only leaving Jay, but being trapped once more and never being able to leave.

He understands, you see. His eyes look into yours comfortingly. “You want to leave?”

You nod. “Tonight,” you specify. “I’ll pack my bags right now. My father won’t return until the sunset, that gives me plenty of time. We’ll make some food to bring, as well, in case I don’t find somewhere to stay. Blankets, too. I’m not sure how long I’ll be away, where I’ll be, but—”

“Kiss me.”

“I want you to come with me.”

“Kiss me.”

You smile up at him.

He takes your hands in his. He repeats, “Kiss me.”

“Kiss me?”

Bashfully, Jay turns away, still keeping your hands locked in his comfortably. His cheeks redden, you notice. You can’t hide your smile.

You reach up to his face, holding his cheek in your hand and turning his head to face yours again.

His smile shies, but not away. “I love you, Y/N. I want to keep you safe, I want to help you see the world you’re missing out on. It’s so beautiful, Y/N, you’ll love it.”

Tears well up in your eyes and you’re not sure why. You see Jay’s eyes get teary as well and you let a giggle escape. “I want to see it with you,” you tell him in a whisper. “Show it to me.”

You spend the day running from corner to corner, wall to wall, pulling apart the only place you’ve ever known and stuffing your memories into a bag. You only take your happiest memories with you, leaving the living nightmares behind, shoving them under the bed to never see again.

Jay is in the kitchen for the most part. He puts together meals that don’t require being kept in a fridge, first, then adding in the refrigerated foods into bags, last. He tells you that the two of you will need to prioritize these foods. “I’ll take care of it.”

“We’ll take care of it together,” you assure him, closing the tupperware for him.

In total, you have two bags of your things and one of food. It’s heavy, but worth it. “We can take Hemi,” you say. Your father didn’t take the horse today, you noticed. He only does when the hunts are far. “He’ll carry my things.”

The two of you come up with a game plan. If your father isn’t too far out, that means that the most difficult part would be getting out of the city, but once you’re out, you’ll be free from him. Jay knows enough of the city, so he’s to take the lead and guide you through the hidden streets to not draw too much attention—Last thing either of you need is being spotted by a commoner who’s nosy enough to spread gossip that’ll reach your father.

With the bag on your shoulders, you say goodbye to this life. This life of misery, of suffocation. You say goodbye to the younger version of yourself; The version of yourself who had hope. The version that lost it. You’re proud to be the version that gained it once more.

You take a hold of Jay’s hand as you make your way down the spiral staircase. He opens the door for you, while you stand in awe at the light shining through it.

“Woah,” you whisper, taking your first steps outside. “It’s…”

“Beautiful,” Jay finishes, though you don’t notice his eyes are on you, instead of the scenery.

There’s a rose bush growing from where the vines come down to. You never knew they could smell so fragrant. The grass hasn’t been cut in a while, it reaches above your shoes, tickling your calves. You almost wish you weren’t wearing shoes to really feel it. You want to roll around in it for hours. 

You hum, closing your eyes. There’s a light breeze. You take a deep breath to take it all in. “All of this was underneath my nose all these years…”

You’ve always known your father was a cruel man, but knowing that he kept something, everything so heart wrenchingly beautiful just out of reach from you, taunting you without even knowing it. You frown.

“Let’s get out of here,” Jay suggests, feeling the shift in the air. He takes your hand once more and gestures toward the barn. Hemi snorts from the inside.

“Wait,” you say, pulling him back toward you. “Kiss me.”

He doesn’t need to be told twice.

Jay places his hands on your cheeks and leans down to meet your lips.

It’s magical, so much more than you expected. With your eyes shut, you feel a flush of something familiar running underneath your skin. You press your body against his through the kiss.

You realize, the worst thing your father kept from you has been in your hold this entire time.

Now you know to never let him go.

[hoonieyun]

a bad day 𐐪♡𐑂

when he comforts you after a bad day heeseung 𐐪♡𐑂 jongseong 𐐪♡𐑂 jaeyun 𐐪♡𐑂 sunghoon genre: fluff, fake texts/smau, down bad enha, romance & slight angst warnings: profanity, suggestive, kissing, talks about mental health, kms jokes, 18+

hoonieyun notes: just a cute little one today lol i hope everyone who is having a hard time can take some words of affirmation and encouragement from this post even if its just one line. just know there are people who are there for you and love you!!!

copyright 2024 - present © hoonieyun all rights reserved

all writing here is fiction & not in any association with characters mentioned.

if you enjoyed reading this please consider reblogging and following <3

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[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.

[starsenha]

[4] TEACHER'S PET - this is awkward

synopsis: before your junior year of uni started, you and your friends decided to go to the club. who would've thought that the guy you hooked up with ended up being your new business management professor. wc: 1,3k

You walked into the large lecture hall, flanked by Suyeon and Hanni, the three of you juggling oversized iced coffees and barely-contained excitement. It was the second day of your senior year of college, and while you were far from morning people, the prospect of gossip—and caffeine—had perked you up.

“I heard the new professor for this class is hot,” Hanni said, taking a long sip from her iced latte. “Like, model who accidentally became an academic hot.”

You smirked. “Where do you even hear this stuff?”

“Twitter,” Hanni said confidently. “There’s a Decelis University thread where people post gossip about professors. Professor Park is apparently fresh meat.”

Suyeon raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a smile. “Fresh meat? Hanni, we’re supposed to be professional businesswomen in training.”

Hanni rolled her eyes. “Professional businesswomen deserve eye candy too. Let me have this.”

You laughed as you climbed the stairs of the lecture hall, picking seats near the middle. The room was already buzzing with students, and everyone was murmuring about the new professor no one had seen yet. You set your coffees down and pulled out your laptops.

“Honestly,” Suyeon said, flipping her hair over her shoulder, “if he’s even half as hot as twitter says, this might actually make business management bearable.”

You snorted. “Hot professor or not, this class is going to be brutal. It’s, like, one of the most important courses for our major.”

Hanni waved her hand dismissively. “Yeah, yeah. But if we’re suffering, at least we’ll have something nice to look at.”

Before you could respond, the sound of the door closing silenced the room. Everyone turned to the front, and you froze the moment you saw him.

Walking confidently to the podium was none other than Jay. Jay, the same guy you had slept with at the club. He was dressed in a sharp blazer and crisp shirt, his hair perfectly styled, and his expression professional—until his eyes flickered to you.

Your jaw dropped, your heart racing as realization hit you like a freight train. Oh my God.

Next to you, Hanni and Suyeon exchanged wide-eyed glances, both recognizing him immediately.

“Isn’t that—?” Hanni whispered, her voice barely audible.

Suyeon leaned closer to you. “That’s the guy from the club. The one you—”

“I know,” you muttered, your voice a strangled whisper. “Shut up.”

At the front of the room, Jay’s eyes locked on you for a brief moment, his expression shifting from professional calm to brief, unmistakable shock. He quickly cleared his throat and looked away, his jaw tightening as he adjusted his papers on the podium.

“Good morning, everyone,” Jay began, his voice steady but slightly strained. “Welcome to Business Management. My name is Professor Park, and I’ll be your instructor for this course.”

You slouched in her chair, trying to make yourself invisible. “This is so awkward,” you hissed to Hanni and Suyeon, who were barely holding back their laughter.

“You think?” Hanni whispered, biting her lip to keep from giggling. “This is hilarious.”

“He looks like he wants to evaporate,” Suyeon added, her voice low. “And honestly? Same.”

Jay continued his introduction, his voice gradually regaining confidence, but he kept stealing glances at you as if he couldn’t believe you, of all people, were sitting there, the girl he hadn't stopped thinking about since that night at the club. You caught one of those glances and quickly looked away, your cheeks burning.

“This course is designed to challenge you,” Jay said, pacing slightly. “It’s not going to be easy, but I promise, if you put in the effort, you’ll come out of it with valuable skills.”

“Like how to avoid sleeping with your students?” Hanni whispered under her breath, earning a sharp elbow from you.

“Stop,” you hissed, glaring at your friend, though your lips twitched in reluctant amusement.

Jay’s eyes flickered to them again, and you swore you saw a hint of color rising in his cheeks before he looked back at his notes.

As he continued outlining the syllabus, you leaned toward Hanni and Suyeon, your voice low. “What are the odds this semester kills me from sheer embarrassment?”

Hanni smirked. “High. Very high.”

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The class was finally finished. Thank god. You packed your things quickly, hoping to slip out of the lecture hall unnoticed. The entire class had been a masterclass in awkwardness—Jay stealing glances, your friends giggling like maniacs.

You were almost at the door, just steps away from freedom, when you heard his voice.

“Yn.”

Your entire body froze, and you winced as if physically struck. You turned slowly, your face carefully neutral, though your heart raced.

“Yes, Professor Park?” you asked, your tone polite but strained.

Jay stood at the podium, his hands resting on its edges. His expression was composed, but the tension in his shoulders betrayed him. He gestured for you to approach, and you sighed, motioning to Hanni and Suyeon.

“Wait for me outside,” you murmured to them.

Hanni grinned, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “Good luck,” she whispered before grabbing Suyeon and heading out. You shot her a glare before walking back down toward Jay.

You stopped a few feet from him, crossing your arms defensively. “What’s up?” you asked, trying to keep your voice casual.

Jay waited until the last student had exited the room, the door clicking shut behind them, leaving you alone with him. He exhaled heavily, running a hand through his hair before speaking.

“This is… awkward,” he admitted, his voice low.

You let out a dry laugh. “You think?”

Jay gave you a sharp look, though his lips quirked slightly. “Look, let’s just address the elephant in the room. What happened between us…” He paused, his voice steady but strained. “It can’t happen again.”

You nodded, leaning casually against one of the desks. “Agreed. I’m not exactly looking to add ‘scandal’ to my college transcript.”

Jay relaxed slightly, though the tension between you still lingered. “Good. So, moving forward, we’ll keep this strictly professional. A professor-student relationship. Nothing more.”

“Strictly professional,” You echoed, nodding. But your lips curved into a teasing smirk as your eyes flicked over him. “Got it.”

Jay caught the look immediately, and his jaw tightened. “Stop looking at me like that.”

“Like what?” You asked innocently, tilting your head.

“Like I’m…” He hesitated, his voice dropping to a whisper. “Like I’m something you want to devour.”

You raised an eyebrow, your smirk growing. “Can’t help it if the truth slips out, Professor.”

Jay groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose as if physically restraining himself. “Yn, I’m serious.”

You shrugged, your posture deliberately casual, though your gaze was anything but. “I’m just saying. You don’t make it easy to stay professional.”

“Neither do you,” Jay shot back, his eyes flickering—despite himself—to the sliver of exposed skin between your cropped top and high-waisted jeans. Your toned stomach caught his attention for a moment too long, and he forced himself to look away, clearing his throat.

“You can’t show up to class dressed like this,” he muttered, his voice tight.

You laughed softly, stepping closer, your confidence radiating. “Last I checked, dress codes don't apply to college students.”

Jay’s eyes darted back to yours, his frustration warring with something far more primal. “You’re not making this easy.”

“I thought we agreed to keep it professional,” you teased, leaning in slightly. “You’re the one breaking your own rules.”

Jay groaned again, his voice low and blunt. “Yn, if you don’t stop looking at me like that, I’m going to lose it.”

Your eyes sparkled with mischief, but you straightened, taking a step back. “Alright, Professor Park,” you said, your voice light and teasing. “Consider me warned.”

Jay exhaled sharply, his gaze softening as he tried to regain his composure. “Just… go. And please, for both our sakes, keep this professional.”

You gave him one last smile, your tone playful as you walked toward the door. “See you next class, Professor.”

As the door closed behind you, Jay let out a frustrated sigh, running a hand through his hair. This semester is going to kill me.

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