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thinemoonshine · 10 months ago

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⋆𐙚₊ 𝐚 ‘𝔀𝓮’ 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐧 ‘𝓾𝓼’ ˚⊹♡

—⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ in which (y/n) doesn’t call them her boyfriend because they haven’t officially asked her to embark on an official courtship

downbad!enhypen hyung line x fem!reader content(s): fluff, enhypen being down so horribly, terribly, bad, like whipped whipped for (y/n), (y/n) is sassy and loves to tease, pet names, one profanity, alcohol type: imagine

⋆˙𐙚 L.HEESEUNG 𐙚˙⋆ “…you’re gonna be the death of me!”

“don’t you think this would look good on us?” heeseung asks as he lifts up a pair of couple-y beanies and looks at (y/n) expectantly.

(y/n) shifts her gaze between the two before she brings it down. “don’t they look too couple-y?”

“yeah, i mean that’s the point, righ—wait, what do you mean ‘too couple-y?’” the realization hits him late and (y/n)’s already walking out the store, bells hung on the door chiming behind her.

heeseung hastily puts back the beanies, panicky, before he runs out to follow her. “(y/n)! (y/n), wait! what do you mean by that?”

“by what?” the girl monotonously responds.

“there’s nothing wrong with wearing matching stuff, right? aren’t we a couple? or do you not like it?” heeseung worriedly bombards her with questions as he sticks behind her like a tail—almost stumbling entirely when she stops abruptly.

“we aren’t, though.”

“huh?”

“we aren’t a couple,” (y/n) corrects him and his eyes widen as lips gape—frantically moving to stand in front of her when she budges in the slightest.

“are you breaking up with me? please, (y/n). i-i don’t know what it is but i’ll make it up to you! please not like this, no. i don’t want to lose you,” heeseung pleads as his hands shakily grab her shoulders—much too soft to actually say he even put force but the way his fingers curl, securing onto her show that he’s more than ready to latch on for his life. “tell me. tell me what i did wrong.”

(y/n) stares at his face, the desperation and concern paint him so clearly and a guilty sigh leaves her. “we can’t break up if we weren’t together in the first place.”

now confusion settles over him. his brows knitting and doe eyes searching into hers. “what do you—oh.”

and finally putting the pieces together, a loud laugh escapes him while his not-girlfriend frowns, a small pout playing on her lips.

he coos while his thumb brushes over them. “aww, is that what this was all about?”

“heeseung, you—”

“(y/n),” he interjects with his voice laced with so much charm she just can’t refute. an endearing smirk threatens to appear on his face as he cups her cheek—looking down at her with the most tender and sincere gaze. “will you let me be your boyfriend? please?”

the air’s knocked out of the other at his soft little voice that instantly extinguishes any sort of fire in her as she instead, melts into his arms that magically made their way around her waist.

she clears her throat. “yeah, i guess. yeah.”

he finally lets the smirk form as he swoops down and pecks her forehead, eliciting a gasp of surprise from her and he chuckles at her expression. “now let’s get those couple-y beanies to celebrate our official first day as a couple, hm?”

“…yeah,” the girl bashfully replies with cheeks tinted in a shade of pink.

heeseung’s chest tightens at how cute she is to the point it’s hard to breathe and he squeezes her against him—pressing her face into his chest as he resists the urge to just gnaw at her head. “you’re just so—gosh, you’re gonna be the death of me!”

“hee, my makeup!”

the way his nickname rolls from her tongue so casually is music to his ears and he bites his lip, shutting his eyes as his head falls back. “i’m the luckiest person ever to have you as my girlfriend.”

⋆˙𐙚 P.JONGSEONG 𐙚˙⋆ “silver or gold?”

there’s something off. he can’t quite put his finger on it—but there’s something terribly wrong. and it’s not just because of his and (y/n)’s cuddle sessions with her hugs too short to even be called cuddles, or the lack of kisses from her and hesitant acceptance of his or even the way she sometimes cringes at the pet names he uses on her.

but also because of the way she treats him in general. she’s still affectionate—greeting him with the biggest, most beautiful smile, going out for lunch dates with him and paying for his order because “last time you paid for everything” which, in his perspective is mortifying because why?? would she?? do such a thing??

it’s his responsibility—or so he claims—to spoil her as much as possible. he wants to be the one to feed her, buy her all her silly little trinkets and take her out on shopping sprees and carrying all her bags so why?? it breaks him to see her act the way she is.

but at the end of the day, it’s still affectionate, isn’t it? as much as he can’t comprehend it, he sees it as his girlfriend wanting to treat him every once in a while to show appreciation or something—a self-hypnosis, one might say so he doesn’t fall into hysteria.

despite his suspicions however, he says nothing and lets things flow as he takes the opportunity to observe her more, in hopes he can at least make a small conclusion so he won’t upset her by asking the wrong thing.

and today’s the perfect time for it since they’re having another one of their lunch dates. he sits anxiously at their table as he watches (y/n) who’s still at the counter—having bumped with her friend and now she’s accompanying her as she orders.

“is that all you’re having?” (y/n) asks her friend who nods and right after, the former passes the cashier her card—surprising her friend to which she assures her it’s all fine. “no, i insist! after all, last time you paid for everything.”

jay who has been a loyal, attentive audience this whole time instantly feels himself being washed over with dread. small lips parting and hand resting on the left side of his chest as it dawns on him.

all this time…(y/n)’s been treating him like a friend. not a lover. it all makes sense now. the distance she put between them and the affections shown that are always in border between friend and lover but never more to the latter—he sees it now.

“jay? what’s going on?” (y/n) asks from her seat facing him. “you’re zoning out. hello?”

he just had a short circuit and her saying “jay” so simply is only rusting his gears from overtime working.

“‘jay?’”’he echoes with a small frown on his face. “why jay?”

his question baffles her and she emits a small confused yet amused scoff.

“that’s your name? what else am i supposed to call you?”

“baby, bae, darling, honey—” he starts listing out loving pet names and making her gape at his eloquence. she’s not sure if being so knowledgeable in this subject is really useful at all but it’s impressive. “there are so many you can use! just not just my name as it is. we’re not friends…right?”

ding ding ding! finally, the man gets it and (y/n) lets a mischievous smirk play on her lips.

“i’m pretty sure we are, though,” she teases and her date’s jaw detaches, crashing to the floor along with his heart in shards. she giggles and the sound itself revives him, now looking at her with eyes wide and lips pressed expectantly. “i mean, i don’t recall being asked to be someone’s partner so…”

an audible gasp leaves him before he reaches out to hold her hands in his as they rest on the table. “my love, i should’ve known. i shouldn’t have left things be unclear between us. so, silver or gold?”

his question confuses her. “huh?”

“for our couple rings. i’m using it to propose to you to be my girlfriend later. so, silver or gold? actually, diamonds will be best, right? you only deserve the best.”

“wait, slow down—”

“how many carats?”

“jay!”

“‘jay???’”

“…sweetie? babe??”

“so much better <3”

⋆˙𐙚 S.JAEYUN 𐙚˙⋆ “i can even be your doormat!”

it’s not a secret that sim jaeyun is sometimes the embodiment of a human puppy. so it’s not surprising to see him literally following (y/n) around like a tail—even before they professed their love for one another.

the only difference now is that he’s much braver in initiating skinship to show his affections like fixing her hair, or cupping her cheeks, drawing circles on whatever part it is that he’s touching on her and even cuddling with her to the point that he’s practically sandwiching her onto the couch with his face buried in the crook of her neck.

but he notices something: it’s always been one-sided. and that’s weird. because as far as he knows, one of (y/n)’s love languages is physical touch. but it’s not like she rejects any of his advances, she accepts them all. maybe she’s just not very keen on starting it, but is always up for it.

so he lets it be.

until at one point, it starts to bug him and eat him from the inside out, leaving him shriveled like a wilted flower lacking every single form of nutrient and water—and all the sun’s doing is just drying up every bit of moisture and drawing the life out of him.

“(y/n)…” jake croaks weakly as he crawls to his phone that he previously threw onto his couch, now only a sliver of the man he once was with his cheeks hollow and lips chapped as his sickness riddles him. a terrible sickness caused by (y/n) deficiency.

the other end of the call rings a few times before the voice of his beloved sings through, instantly energizing him. “hello? jake?”

“(Y/N), I NEED YOUuUuUu~” he howls and (y/n) has to pull her phone away from her ear. “i’m SICK.”

concern fills her quickly after. “sick?? what happened? do you have a fever?”

she’s bombarding him with questions as she hastily puts on her shoes near her main door, ready to leave right after. the pitiful sob from him that follows after only heightens her worry.

“i’m sick…of missing you,” he finishes and (y/n) nearly trips over air just as she’s about to step to the door. “please come over and cuddle…please…?”

his desperate whimpers are just so adorable that it nearly shatters her resolve of playing hard-to-get. nearly.

squinting her eyes, crossing one arm under her chest and hooking it to the other that holds her phone to her ear, she then hums questioningly. and gosh, does jake feel like every second is another hour taken from his life span.

“no.”

nevermind. he’s dead now.

“wh-what? what do you mean ‘no?’”

huzzah! he’s been resuscitated. he wants justice.

(y/n) captures her lip between her teeth—holding back her amused chuckles at his cute confusion. “that sounds like a very boyfriend-girlfriend activity, jake. and we’re not boyfriend and girlfriend…”

beep! beep! beep!

he…hung up??

(y/n) gapes and calls him.

“the number you’ve dialed is unreachable…” the automatic machine answers.

again.

“please leave a message after the beep!…”

again.

still no answer.

worry creeps in again as (y/n) slips in her foot back into her shoe which she took off mere minutes ago. just when she stands however, a persistent ringing of her door bell freezes her momentarily.

swinging the barrier between her and the source open, she’s met with surprise to see sim jaeyun, the man himself, down on his knees as he looks up at her with doe eyes glossed over.

“jake! wha—”

“we’re not boyfriend and girlfriend? what did i do? tell me, i’ll fix it!”

“you didn’t do anything!”

“i didn’t? the-then, why?”

(y/n) opens her mouth to answer when she suddenly realizes that him not doing anything is exactly the problem—and her momentary hesitation is enough to have him clasping his hands together in desperation.

“please please please, don’t throw me away! i love you so much, i won’t be able to live without you! please please, pretty princess? PLEASE!”

the girl’s eyes widen at his sudden pleads and she anxiously looks at the other doors in the corridor, hoping her apartment neighbors will disregard the chaos occurring. “jake! jake, stand up! stop doing this!”

“NO! you’re mad at me! i don’t know why but…still! is it because i’m too clingy? because i asked you to come over? sh!t! i should’ve been the one to come over not you! i’ll be better, i promise!”

“what?? no! there’s nothing wrong with that just listen to me and get—”

“NOOOO!! i’m not getting away! i’m not leaving! just keep me by your side! i’ll do anything! i-i can even be your doormat—here! right here!”

the sound of a rattling doorknob triggers (y/n)’s fight or flight and she seizes jake’s wrist that’s conveniently raised—thanks to his howls and pleads of “you said you love me!” and “love me backkkk~” respectively—and she hauls him into her apartment.

jaeyun’s eyes widen at the abrupt motion and he stumbles onto the floor of her house but before he can say anything, a pair of soft lips smash against his—ridding him of every thought as his hands instinctively reach up to cup her cheek and nape.

he limps backwards, now completely against the floor while (y/n) hovers and his vision darkens as his eyes shut—reveling in the addicting sweetness of her taste.

a small whine sounds from him when she pulls away and he chases after her lips—wanting nothing more but to relish in her essence endlessly yet her hand that gently pushes him down by the chest halts him.

she giggles at his dazed expression—his breaths shaky, eyes blown out and half-lidded as he peers up at her. “i do love you, jakey. i just said we weren’t a couple because you haven’t asked me out yet.”

“i haven’t?” he slurs like a drunken man, still on cloud nine from her kiss and his gaze casts frequent glances onto her glistening, rosy nubs. “must have been in my dream then.”

“yeah, must be,” (y/n) chuckles and sits on his lap before hauling him up—instantly getting engulfed in an embrace with his arms coiled around her waist and nose buried in the crook of her neck. feeling ticklish, the girl elicits a few titters which makes him smile against her skin.

“i can’t believe i let my princess feel so frustrated for so long,” he muffles into her. “but don’t worry, i’ll ask you now.”

“i’m all ears.”

“will you marry me?”

“HUH??”

⋆˙𐙚 P.SUNGHOON 𐙚˙⋆ "love me, please"

sunghoon is more emotional of a person than how he seems. he just hides himself well and even when others try their best to push him to the edge, he will never lose his grip on his thread nor walk the plank—able to pull himself up and return to the safe shores.

of course, he’s still human and thus, will never be completely impenetrable. one common weakness among those with strict discipline? alcohol.

“i don’t know why…she doesn’t love me,” sunghoon sobs into his arms as he’s hunched onto the counter and almost slipping off his stool. jake looks down at him before a sigh escapes. he was amused seeing his usually stoic and smiley friend act so sappy at first—but that was 3 days ago and he’s still being it since.

jake pats the other’s pack. “why don’t you ask her? i thought you guys confirmed your feelings for each other?”

sunghoon nods against his arm as a low groan rumbles through him. “we did…but then i overheard her saying to her friends that we ‘aren’t together’ and are just ‘two people who share mutual affections.’”

“maybe you misheard?”

a wail akin to a whale’s call sounds from the drunken lad and jake looks around frantically, embarrassed, and is for once thankful for the blaring DJ remixes that burst people’s ears.

“i didn’t. i heard clearly what she said, that’s why i ran away… i left her there… i screwed up our lunch plans… she’s gonna hate me more! it’s my fault! why did i just—WAAaaAaA!”

once again, his friend finds himself in a fluster, scared that someone’s going to think that a marine creature’s been illegally smuggled into the establishment—causing him to haul the taller lad onto his shoulders and out of the place of business.

“there you go. stay,” jake huffs as he laboriously drops his friend onto the bench outside before pulling out his phone. dialing a number, he then puts the gadget to his ear. “hello? sorry for calling you so suddenly but uh, sunghoon’s kind of in a situation i know you’re the only who can save him from. oh, no! it’s not anything dangerous! it’s just, well…”

after hearing his explanation, it doesn’t take long for the girl to zoom to the club and there, she meets a passed out sunghoon on a cold wooden bench and jake sitting on the edge of his seat—not having enough space due to the drunkard.

“hey, thanks for coming,” the slightly older male says with a smile and nods with gratitude at her. she reciprocates.

“so…you say he’s been doing this for 3 days straight—since he overheard me?” (y/n) confirms and jake’s affirmation elicits a long sigh from her. “dummy hoon. thanks for accompanying him, jake. i’ll take over from here.”

bidding goodbye, (y/n) then approaches the sleeping young man. her heart flutters at his delicate yet sharp visages that simply steal her breath away even when he’s doing something utterly mundane such as sleeping. her hand lifts to cup his cheek, flinching at the coldness of his skin. “sunghoon, wake up. hoon?”

she nearly has a cardiac arrest when the man’s eyelids shoot open and he springs to a sitting position before facing the blanched girl.

“(y/n)!” he exclaims cheerily with the most radiant beam before engulfing her whole against his figure—muscly biceps securing around her frame as she squeaks from the sudden embrace. she chuckles, adoring how he’s still able to be so gentle with her even whilst drunk. “hi, my love~”

the nickname brings a blush to her face that’s already mantling from the cold. “come on, let’s get you to the car.”

as soon as he’s in the passenger’s seat, (y/n) bends down slightly in front of him to secure his seatbelt but pauses when sunghoon’s head drops onto her shoulder—rubbing his forehead against the fabric covering her skin.

“(y/n)…you’re so warm,” he murmurs, eyes shut and lips parted. “if only you were really here.”

his words make the girl’s brows knit. ‘does he think he’s imagining me?’

click! the seatbelt connects and she shuts his door before going to the driver’s seat.

the drive is mostly quiet with sunghoon being drowsy and (y/n) busy with trying to get him home safely but the tranquility is broken by an unexpected monologue by the former.

“i do this again and again just to see you… and you’re always there. but i wake up and you’re gone…always gone,” sunghoon murmurs in his sleepiness, and (y/n)’s fingers tighten around the wheel at his confession—feeling her heartstrings getting tugged. “i love you so much, it hurts.”

(y/n) glances at him, feeling a surge of guilt and swallows dryly. “if the real (y/n) was here, what would you tell her?”

“i’d apologize for canceling our lunch date again. and tHeN! i’d apologize again and tell her i’ll do wAyYyYY better! i’ll be the BEST MAN she’ll ever have!” sunghoon exclaims in an inconsistent rhythm—bursting on some words and calm for the others. “the LAST one too! she’s going to end up with me, i’ll make sure of it.”

his drunken confession affects her more than she thought—butterflies erupting and tickling her from the inside out with their soft, rapid wings.

“oh, really?” she teases, an amused grin worn as she faces the road which isn’t unseen by sunghoon.

his sudden quietness confuses her but soon feels his scrutinizing gaze prickling at the side of her cheek—her peeking at him from her peripheral.

“woah. you’re the best version of (y/n) my brain’s made. you feel and look real…so warm and pretty like how my (y/n) really is… my gorgeous, gorgeous girl… hihihi…” his lovesick bashful giggles from his own comment instantly beats all her favourite music and artists, defeating all her playlists and reigns the throne.

his eyes upturned in a blinding eyesmile as cheeks and nose glow a bright red from both the alcohol and the lovey dovey, giggly mood he’s brought to himself. he’s so cute. a cutie pie.

by the time they arrive at his home, he’s onto his reason number whoever knows on his list of ‘why my-not-but-still-my-girl aka.(y/n) is the best girl.’

he flops on his bed when (y/n) drops him with a large grunt before joining his side in exhaustion. big mistake.

because now she’s caged within sunghoon’s beefy arms and as much as she loves nothing more than to stay in them—suffocate in them even, but he’d never let—she has to go home.

“sung—oof! sunghoon!” she grunts and wriggles in his unbudging grasp and just when she tries to slip through by sliding down vertically and off the edge of the bed, he nuzzles into the side of her head—drawing figures in her hair with the tip of his nose.

“love me, please,” he whispers and that instantly shuts down her motor—now completely still as she slowly turns to him. her eyes dance across his face that’s slightly scrunched and she can tell it’s because of what he overheard her say. he’s thinking about it again.

“i do love you, hoon—so so much that it physically squeezes the air out of me sometimes. i only said what i said because i realized we never made it official and whenever i hinted at you, you just acted like it was nothing. just going with it without accepting or denying anything,” (y/n) explains in a whisper as her finger moves up to trace his features.

freezing suddenly when she reaches his mouth and the corners begin to curl up.

“so i just need to make things official and we won’t just be ‘two people who share mutual feelings together?’” he asks with clarity. the lack of muddled mumbles and dragged words instantly tell the other of his sobriety.

she looks up, taken aback to see him already staring down at her with the most endearing of gazes—shifting between her eyes constantly before letting it dance across her face and back to melting their gazes together.

“i guess so…” she mutters, flustered and belatedly shy from the proximity.

sunghoon catches his bottom lip between his teeth, finding the sight before him simply too adorable and presses a kiss on her forehead. “then, just as i am already yours, will you be mine?”

his concise offer makes her heart skip beats but it still doesn’t compare to hoon’s that’s running a mile a minute, vigorous thumps almost blending into one another and she feels it from the way he hugs her tight.

so much for mr.cool guy act.

“it would be my honour, hoon,” she replies with a cheeky grin and a second later she’s squealing from getting bombarded with butterfly kisses—unknowing of his struggle to keep himself together and not just crush her every bone from the cuteness aggression, finding her to be the loveliest ever. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ maknae line ver.

𝜗𝜚 hi, it’s romi here!! thank you so much for reading to the end!! if you enjoyed it, don’t forget to leave a heart and reblog—they give me some motivation, ya know? but please do not spam like!! X♡X♡, romi ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

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sjyzip · 3 months ago

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ᯓ ✈︎ paradise found .ᐟ ˎˊ

⤷24. anniversary📍

warnings: typos, jakeyn being SO in love, riki happily third wheeling

previous masterlist

a/n: and with that, paradise found is officially over💔. it was definitely a ride with ups and downs and improvements in my writing (i physically cannot re-read chapter 1 😭) and i’m sososo thankful for all the support i’ve had🫶🏻 thank u so much for reading paradise found💗

taglist: @domfikeluva, @keylimejake, @starry-eyed-bimbo, @rairaiblog, @tkooooop, @right-person-wrong-time, @sunghoonswhore, @minfolio, @bluxjun

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danihow · 2 years ago

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You are... what?

Enhypen hyung line x Fem!Reader

Summary: How would Enhypen's hyung line react to you telling them you are pregnant.

Word count: 3.6k

Heeseung (0.82k), Jay (0.99k), Jake (0.96k), Sunghoon (0.83k).

Warnings: pregnancy, unplanned pregnancy, mentions of vomiting, mentions of unwanted pregnancy, mentions of implied abortions, use of nickanmes as baby, love, etc; they're scared.

A/N: This is a year and a half year old imagine so you may have an idea of how off this is on the members.

❁ Heeseung

Heeseung had been away for a month now, coming home today, and you should be absolutely thrilled, as you always were when he come home from touring.

But you couldn't feel thrilled.

You felt rather nervous and slightly panicked.

The nerves were eating you from the inside out, and you felt like vomiting the three toasts you had in your system, but Heeseung was supposed to walk in the apartment by any moment now and it was probably the worst way of telling him the news.

How were you even going to tell him?

Hey, you are going to be a dad?

Hell no, he would faint, and you were ninety percent sure about it.

You should be simple and straight forward, tell him in the face.

That way it’s probably easier to process, no confusion, no problems, just... news.

Yeah. That'd be it, that's how it should be done. Not good or bad news, just news.

"Love I'm back!" You hear right before the sound of the door closing, and the thud of his bag hitting the floor.

You walk out of your shared room, walking towards him and hugging him, giggling as he twirls you around before leaving a sweet kiss on your lips.

"How was it? How are you?"

"I'm tired but great, missed being home. And the tour was amazing." He says, placing his hands on your hips as he takes a moment to look at you.

"And how you've been?" He asks back, smiling widely as he stares at you.

"Been good..." You start, trailing off to think if the moment to tell him is now, or maybe he needs to rest.

"But?" He asks a tiny bit confused but amused at your expressions, as cute as ever but a bit more zoned out than usual, noticing the way your eyes nervously moved around his features.

"Uh I- I got to tell you something." You say quickly, the courage pushing to the no return point, Heeseung just humming as he looks at you intently. "I'm pregnant."

That's it, you've done it, it’s done. And Heeseung is as confused as you thought he would, face blank, eyes wide as Bambi’s.

"Say again?" He reiterates, brows furrowing a bit as if he heard wrong.

"I'm pregnant."

"Oh..." He simply states, looking around, he wasn't going to ask how, he knew how, and he inferred when. "How long have you known?"

"A couple of weeks maybe? Didn't wanted to tell you over the phone." You say quickly, rather surprised by his silence and calm reaction. "Are you okay Hee?"

"Most definitely, yeah, in shock, but okay i guess'." He nods, hands grabbing yours to check if it was real, pulling it genlty towards his face, resting his cheek in your warm palm. "We're going to be parents, I'm going to be a dad." He says, the idea slowly dawning on him."

"Yes."

"And you are going to be a mom." He says, eyes falling back on yours.

"Yeah, that's pretty much how it works." You nod, worrying yourself. "Are you... upset?"

"What? No, no, I'm... scared, in shock, excited?" He says, unsure himself of what he’s feeling. "You're keeping it?"

"You don't want me to?"

"No! No, I mean, yes, I want you to keep, but you know, your body your choice and all that." He says, blushing by his statement. Oh, it had downed on him now. "Oh my god you’re pregnant." He reiterates, excitement soon filling his face, the shock still the most evident emotion in him, making you chuckle as he hugged you tightly. "Oh my god."

"Yes Hee, we're having a baby." You say, laughing as he twirls you again now, kissing your face repeatedly. "Didn't expected you to be this excited."

"What you mean?" He asks happily, putting you back down. "I'm abso-fucking-lutely scared of the idea, yeah, but happy." He nods, worrying as you seem less colored now. "You good hun?" He asks, right hand caressing your cheek.

"Yeah just..." You say, before feeling that familiar instinct of vomiting, sprinting to the kitchen as its nearer than the bathroom.

"Oh god yeah, and I twirled you, oh my god I'm sorry love."

"It's okay." You way once you finish, cleaning your mouth with a paper towel. "I kind of got used to it."

"You've faced all that puking all alone?" He asks, now a bit sad that you got through a month and a bit more of pregnancy by yourself.

"It's alright." You reassure him. "Can you serve some orange juice for me?" You ask, hating the taste of vomit in your mouth.

"Sure, anything for my love." He smiles, almost placing a kiss on your lips before he remembered and kissed your forehead before going to the fridge.

Heeseung's reaction was by far off of your expectations, but you smiled to yourself at the sigh if him, happier than you thought he would be.

❁ Jay

"Y/N! I'm home!" Jay said, walking into your apartment with a bag full of ice cream and snacks for your weekly movie night, met up by a silent apartment. "Y/N?" He called, leaving the bag on the counter to go and search for you, maybe you were asleep?

He looked on the living room, the kitchen, the laundry room and then got to your room, finding it empty. "Maybe she went out..." He said in a whisper to himself, before hearing a silent sob from the bathroom, waking out to the hallway and then to that door, seeing a glimpse of light shining under it. The shadow of your body sat on the floor worrying him.

"Y/N? Are you okay? Did you got hurt? Do you want me to come in?" He asks as he knocks the door, worried, his breathing getting uneven as his mind wondered bad scenarios.

"N-no, no, I'm fine." You say from the other side, a silent sniff making you regret even talking, he knows you're crying, how are you going to keep from him now.

Is not that you didn't want him to know, you knew he had all the right. But you were scared, you both are too young, he is an idol, and you are still studying, you can't be pregnant right now, you shouldn’t.

"Can I come in? You wanna talk with me about it?" Oh Jay, how sweet and caring he has always been, and how fucked he is now. You thought, scared.

"If you want to, you can." You voice is low, as if not wanting him to hear, as if you want him to forget he had even heard you.

"Coming in then." He says, door slowly opening, revealing you sat on the floor in front of the toilet, head resting against the tile that covers the walls. "Hey darling, what's wrong?" He asks, coming to kneel besides you, brushing your tears away with his thumb and making you cry again.

"I'm so sorry..." It's all you manage to say before sobbing again, hands coming to cover your face and tears falling down your cheeks again.

"Hey, hey, don't, please look at me, please." He says almost in a plead, gently snaking his hands around yours to softly pull them away from your face. "What's wrong? Why are you apologizing?"

"I'm pregnant Jay, I'm pregnant." You says, feeling even worse when you see him freeze in place, face blank as he processes your words, your own eyes clouding with tears once again. "I'm sorry."

"No, no baby, don't apologize, there's nothing to be sorry for, it's not wrong." He says, moving to cradle your face, kissing both of your cheeks where the tears stained.

"You are an idol, this is going to ruin your career, the boys I-, I don't want to ruin your life." You say, looking up at his face, confusion setting deep in you at the look in his face.

"You are not ruining my life, first, this is not something you can control now, second, we should rather think of making our lifes... better" He smiles weakly, brushing the hair out of your face to look at your beautiful eyes. "We are young, maybe its earlier than we thought, but i know we can do this, if you want to keep it, that is."

"I... I do want to keep it, I'm scared, but... i don't know" You say, grabbing a few squares of toilet paper to clean your stuffy nose.

"It's okay not to know, are you really sure you are pregnant?" He asks, grabbing you to move him to straddle him. Seeing your every move as you then stretch to grab two tests from the counter, showing the prominent two lines in each of them. "You're sure then." He says, grabbing them and placing them aside. "A penny for yout thoughts?" He asks, letting you rest your head against his chest, his chin resting above your head as his hands slowly caress your back.

"What if I'm not a good enough mom? I know nothing about motherhood." He hears your voice crack mid sentence, placing a rather long kiss on your head before talking.

"Do you think your mother knew how to be one? Or mine? I don't know how to be a dad, but I'm willing to learn as we go." His one hand stayed on your back, thumb drawing figurines on the fabric of your shirt as the other moved to caress your thigh.

"But is not fair for the baby..." You whisper slowly, shrinking a bit in your place in his lap.

"Hm... maybe, but, if we try our best and fill them with love, I think they will understand when they grow up." He mutter back, still rubbing your back soothingly as he talks. "Imagine it, you, me, a little you running around, giggling." He says against your hair. "Your eyes, your hair, and your smile." He starts, making you smile.

"What about you? They are not only going to look like me." You say against his chest, feeling him chuckle.

"But you are prettier." He mumbles, resting his head against the tile.

"I would love if they had your smile." You say, making him smile, seeing you finally come around to term with the idea of the baby.

"They are gonna be beautiful, I just know." He says in a happy tone, letting you two fall in a few minutes of silence as you both came to terms with the idea.

"Thank you for hearing me out." You mutter.

"Always, thank you for trusting me."

"You're my boyfriend, I couldn't push you away even if I had to, my heart wouldn't let me." You admit, separating yourself to look at him and smile. "I love you, I'm sorry I was being pessimistic."

"It's okay, you're scared, it's totally okay."

And maybe it was, after all, he was the rational one between the two of you.

❁ Jake

You'd known you are pregnant for the past month, thinking of ways to tell your boyfriend the news.

You've thought of everything, from gifting him a box of cupcakes that spelled "I'm pregnant" to just giving him the 5 pregnancy tests you took and keep hidden in the bottom of your drawer.

Resigning with a little gift bag that had an enhypen-merch-like newborn onesie.

"Jake?" You asked, head picking through the door from his little studio-like room in your shared apartment.

"Yes?" He asks, eyes still focused on his lyrics notebook, pencil fiddled between his fingers.

"Oh your busy, nevermind." You say in a whisperish tone, starting to close the door when Jake's head snap up to meet your gaze.

"No, no, come in." He says, putting the notebook aside and turning in his chair towards you.

"You sure?"

"Yeah, totally, what happened?" He asks, looking at your figure walk in, hands behind you back.

"I got you this, open it before i overthink more." You say, almost shoving the bag in his hands before nervously start picking at your fingers.

He takes a hot minute analyzing your words, opening the bag slowly and eyes blankly stopping once he extended the onesie, face unexpresive as he process it over and over again.

"Are you for real?" He asked, your gut slowly feeling as if its closer and closer to the floor, himself adorning an unreadable face not helping at all.

"I so so for real I'm about to puke." You confirmed, your hands playing with the rings in your fingers nervous, himself nodding before returning his gaze to the clothing piece.

"You're pregnant..." He mutters, slowly downing on the realization but you are so scared you actually feel like passing out. "Oh my god..."

"I know it's not at all in our plans, and I get that you are mad or sad and I-" you couldn't even speak properly, tears filling your eyes and your throat knotting itself.

"Oh my god, oh my god Y/N, you're pregnant." He said, standing from the chair straight into your arms and passing his around your torso, bringing you closer to his body as his face buried in your neck, he was so full of different emotions he didn't even knew how to react.

You couldn't answer him, silently crying, scared, anxious, all the possible emotions drowning you. Your hands slowly coming up and resting on his hair to caress it, excitement slowly buildng up.

"We are going to be parents." He mumbled, voice muffled by your shirt that you slowly felt dampening.

"Jake, are you crying?" You asked now worriedly as if you weren't too, taking him apart from you, hands cupping his face as you checked on him, trails of wet tears down his cute little cheeks and the brightest and cutest smile you'd seen in him painted along his face.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm just really stunned Y/N, we are having a kid, I- I am really really happy right now, a so fucking scared too." He said, leaning against your loving touch, kissing your palm as his hands rubbed your sides up and down. "No, don't cry you too, you know I hate see you crying." He says noticing the tears falling down your cheeks too, voice slowly turning bubbly as he leans to leave multiple kisses all over your face until you laugh your tears out, his right hand moving up to craddle your cheek and clean the trail of the tears.

"You scared me so much." You admit between giggles, a few sobs escaping in between.

"I'm so sorry for scaring you, I- I don't know how to feel just... thank you so much for being in my live, Y/N. I mean it." He says, his forehead resting against yours as his thumb still caresses your cheek. "I'm so, so grateful right now." The smile in his voice was easily picked up by your ears, putting a smile as bright as his in your face.

"I love you Jake." You say, your hand in his face pinching his cheek with a bit of tease.

"I love you too" He says, eyes wandering down to your belly for a few seconds. "We'll really have a mini us." He mutters, looking you straight in the eyes, his hand on you waist playing with the hem of your shirt.

"We will, yeah." You slowly smile at his rising excitement. "A mini you, or a mini me."

He smiles, his hand slipping under your shirt to caress the skin of your waist. "I can't believe it, god."

"Well, you better start believing it soon Jake, 'cause it really real." You say, his bright puppy eyes never leaving you, the few confetti you gathered scattered throught the floor and the onesie somewhere forgotten.

"So this is why you were throwing up the other morning when I sleft a bit later." He startes, bringing a cringing sound from you, the morning sickness you've felt for the last month since you found out and were figuring out how to tell him still haunting you, specially because you weren't out of it yet.

After that you better trust me when I say you and Jake spent at least half an hour just cuddling and kissing in the couch, not even talking, just enjoying each other company and taking it all in together, his hand leaving sweet and loving rubs on your belly from time to time.

Now there were three of you, Jake feeling slowly happier as his mind kept on making out all the posibilities, feeling excited to say at most.

And yes, later that night he spent all the damn night talking about your future as a family.

❁ Sunghoon

You two already owned a cat. He gifted it to you before going on tour so you wouldn't feel alone at night without him at the apartment.

Now, with your white cat all grown up you had found out while he was at work that you were pregnant, your period had been late, but it was usual, and as you started to have this sickness in the mornings after sunghoon went to work, you decided to do a pregnancy test, just to be sure.

Much to your surprise, you were not just late this time, you were pregnant, for real.

You decided to just put the pregnancy test in a ziploc bag and bury it in a bunch of confetti you bought at the convenience store near your building, waiting for him to finish his daily schedule qand just come back home.

As you sat in the soft cushions of your couch, you mind started pacing.

Were you ready to be amother?

What if Sunghoon isn't ready to be a father?

What if he doesn't want to be part of it?

No, that's dumb, he loves you.

But he's so early in his career, it will do more damage than good.

But he would be really cute as a dad, just a month ago he was high on baby fever after babysutting your cousin with you.

Nevertheless, your train of though was interrupted the moment he closed the door behind him , the sound snapping you out of it. He turned around and his brows almost immediately furrowed at the sight of you sat in the couch, nervousness, doubt and a tiny bit of excitement flowing out of you.

"Hi love." He says, walking with suspicion to you, sitting at your side after you patted it. "What's going on?"

"Here, I got this for you." And with that, he took it from your hands with maybe a bit too much precaution, opening it up as if it could explode in any moment, just to be more confused at the ridiculous amount of white confetti it had in it.

The moment his eyes saw the pregnancy test they were wide, wider than you have ever seen; silently, he stared at it, in case he understood wrong and it said covid somewhere, but it didn't. "Is this real? You aren't joking?" He asks, voice shaky and glassy eyes looking up to you, rather than tears there was no sign of any other emotion on his face, making you over think, your heart twisting in its place at the look of him.

"I would never joke with that, love." You mutter, fiddling with your fingers that rested on your lap. "I know we're really young, and you have so much in your life right now for me to put it out for you now, but I didn't knew how to tell you and I totally get if you are disapointed or mad, I would be too, but I really want to keep it and..." You were rambling, nerves tajing over your mouth and eyes dropping to stare at the floor.

You were gladly interrupted just to be engulfed in the most bone crushing hug ever, his hands slowly lowering themselves to grab you by your hips bring you over to his lap; quite a bunch of little "oh my god"s leaving from his mouth as you two hugged, each getting more breathier as he realized, his head buried in the crook of your neck, his unsteady breath tickling your skin.

"You're pregnant." He said finally letting you go, eyes a bit red as a few tears fell from his eyes, hands still placed on your hips as his thumbs rub up and down.

"Yes, I am" You nodded, unable to stop a little sob from escaping your lips, Sunghoon's face morphing into a worried expression. "You aren't mad?" You asked in a mutter, ashamed.

"Not at all." He denied, leaving a sweet kiss on your nose before placing his forehead against yours. "I'm rather excited, thank you." He says, smiling into your lips, giving you a couple centimeters of space. "Did you really think I wouldn't want to keep it though?" He asks still, a bit hurt.

"What?" You asked, looking in his deep eyes.

"You said so in your rambling, did you really thought so?" He said, eyes watery, again.

"I was being dumb, I'm sorry, I got scared when I found out." You said with so much regret he nods, blinking the unshed tears away.

"No, its okay, I get it." You hear him say, his eyes closing as he exhales. "I'm going to be there for you, we're in this together." He reassures you. A soft giggle escaping you as hi presses a ticklish kiss on your jaw.

"Thank you. I really needed to hear that." You whispered, kissing his forehead back. "I'm scared."

"And I'm really scared too, but we can with this, I know we can."

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hyunjiiza · 4 months ago

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ʚ izas library ᐟ

⤷ from : 𝒾

⤸ cont. - m.list

requests ➜ open , guidelines ᰋ

ot8. smau’s [ ‧ ˚ ੭ ৻ꪆ .ᐟ ]

༝ not so itsy bitsy | killing a spider for you

༝ sugar sugar talk | telling them their card declined

༝ (micro)manage | when you’re their manager

༝ ring ring | catching them fall on the ring camera

༝ hear me out | telling them your hear me outs

༝ babe (?) | changing babe in their phone to whore

༝ bills | telling them you can’t pay the mortgage

༝ ssick | telling them your weird cravings

member exclusive smau’s

༝ k. seungmin | boyfriend texts

༝ y. jeongin | boyfriend texts

༝ h. hyunjin | boyfriend texts

༝ c. bahng | love , ____ | when he gets a tattoo for you

༝ h. hyunjin , l. felix | third times a charm | roommates texts

hyung/maknae line smau’s

༝ buy me flowers | v. day special with @cosmicalily

ot8. headcannons [ 𐑞 ᯓ 𑁤 ৎ˚ ]

༚ hint: lover with a dollar sign | skz members as loners

༚ pb&j (for jealous) | jealous skz at a party

ot7. headcanons

༚ dance your heart (and mine) away | enha members crushing on their new choreographer

[༝༚] 2/21 . please do not copy, repost, or steal anything included in my posts.

#hyunjiiza

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vivvangel · 1 year ago

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VIV'S ENHYPEN MASTERLIST ! tw: — includes sfw & nsfw. minors reading smut is none of my responsibility — however, please do not interact if you're a minor (under 18 years of age)

M - mature/smut : F - fluff : A - angst | !

OT7 (reactions, texts, headcannons, and series masterlists)

> tiny | synopsis: it's no surprise to anyone you're short, but how do the enha members react to you trying to grab something from the top shelf? (F)

> hard thoughts | [hyung line] | (M)

> sugar daddy!au [jayhoon] | (M)

> boyfriend texts | [jakehoon] | (M, F)

> jakehoon as subbies | (M)

lee heeseung

> when he's needy (texts) (M)

> angel baby | synopsis: finding his girl angelic isn't a crime ! after seeing you in the prettiest lingerie you own, heeseung gets riled up ... fast. [ PART ONE ≥ PART TWO ] (M)

> jealousy, jealousy | synopsis: heeseung fucks you dumb after getting jealous seeing his mates being touchy with you (M)

> hotline | synopsis: your already fine boyfriend is much more finer in grey sweatpants.

park jongseong

> blue baby | synopsis: jay adores his girl a little too much and turns out his dick does too. [ PART ONE ≥ smut drabble ] (F, suggestive)

> seven | synopsis: jay finds you, and your fidgeting when you're nervous, cute. yknow what else he finds cute? your virginity. (F, suggestive)

sim jake

> high baby | synopsis: it's not his fault his bestfriend looks so pretty and fuckable (headcannons) (M)

> fantasize | synopsis: nerd jake who's known to be quite self reserved, but he cannot seem to get you and your skirt out of his mind. (headcannons) (M)

≥ fantasize (extended ver.) | synopsis: full fic extended storyline version of the headcannons. (M)

> earned it | synopsis: hard dom jake fingering you under your red led light, dim room.

> jake as a bf | (F)

> jake who's nervous > (F, A)

> sucking jake's fingers (M)

park sunghoon

> 2:29 am (M)

> new year, new me | [ discontinued ] synopsis: in a span of two years, sunghoon, the "sweet face devil", or that one ridiculously good looking every uni has (or we wish had), changed so much that most believed he was putting up "a good boy act" to stay out of trouble. turns out, it was a part of his new years' resolution to win you back.

> things sunghoon would say to his "bad girl" in bed (M)

> sunghoon and his reaction to lingerie (M)

> guilty as charged | synopsis: hoon can't seem to control himself around you, taking matters into his own hands, he's ready to be guilty as charged. (M)

> tease | synopsis: sunghoon is a huge, huge tease, and turns out, you are too! (M, F)

> 24/7 thinking about you | synopsis: hoon can't keep his hands off you, you can't blame him either. (M)

> abditory | synopsis: jealous fwb hoon ! | (M)

kim sunoo

nothing yet.

yang jungwon

> a million little times | synopsis: for him, you'd break yourself a million little times, did he want that? no. did he want you? also, no?. | (A)

nishimura riki

nothing yet.

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theyluvangel · 10 months ago

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Masterlist!!

Stray kids:

Ot8:

how they are in bed - maknae line

how they are in bed - hyung line

Multi member: pegging Felix & Han

Bangchan:

High thoughts -bang Chan x reader smut

make a baby with me -bang Chan x reader smut

Enhypen

Ot7:

Enha reaction to being called princess

Multi member:

Dual pleasure - sunoo x jungwon x gn!reader

“Ruin him” - sunoo x jungwon x gn!reader

Punishing Jungwon & Sunghoon - Jungwon x Sunghoon x gn!reader

NCT

WayV nsfw twitter links

BTS

nothing yet

Ateez

nothing yet

Seventeen

ot13:

ot13 dom sub or switch

ShinEE

nothing yet

P1harmony

ot6:

reaction to you yelling at your sibling in your native language

Multi member:

Pegging Jiung & Intak

Keeho:

Keeho bf headcannons

TXT

Needy - Yeonjun x f!reader

Xdinary Heros

Nothing yet

Misc.

biggest Subs in the Groups I stan - includes skz, NCT, BTS, shinee, svt, atz, enha, txt, and p1h

Sub Kpop twt links

Sub Kpop twt links pt.2

#masterlist #skz #ateez #enhypen #nct #bts #shinee #seventeen #p1harmony

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minhosimthings · 2 years ago

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Mona's Enha Masterlist

Ot5 (I do not write for WonKi)

Series

The Symphony Smut Series (contains Stray kids also)

The French Quotes Series

Lucifer - 02z (smut series)

The Japanese Quotes Series soon to come

Headcannons/ imagines

Enha as quotes I found on Pinterest!

Enha as boba flavours I've tried

Threesomes with Enha (only hyung line) - Smut, MINORS DNI

How the Enha hyung line tells you they want to fuck you (requested)

Exhibitionism with Enha hyung line (requested)

Enha reaction to you dominating them (requested)

Enha hyung line reaction to you being bratty (requested)

Enha hyung line reaction to calling them "just a friend" (smut, requested)

Enha hyung reaction to the members getting touchy with you (smut, requested)

Enha reaction to when you’re doing it at their parents house but you can’t stay silent (smut, requested)

Enha's favourite sex positions (requested)

Pervert Enha hyung line (requested)

Sex with Enha songs (hyung line, requested)

Makeup sex with hyung line (requested)

Girl dad Enha headcannons

Enha's eyes are pretty like..(hyung line)

Lee Heeseung

Wanna be yours

Good girl (smut)

Your eyes are filled with questions, but all my answers lead to tears (smut, fluff and angst)

Prideful (smut, college au)

Brooklyn Baby (smut, with Jay)

Cherries (smut)

Dances Avec Les Etoiles Part 1 || Part 2 || The wedding

All my loving (smut)

Heeseung hard thought 1 (requested)

Heeseung gynaecologist thoughts (smut, requested)

Love Wins All (hurt/comfort)

Both (smut, with Jake)

Bewitched (fluff)

Park 'Jay' Jongseong

Je Te Veux: A Jay fic: discontinued

Feral!Jay thoughts (smut)

Purple rain

Call him up he's comes into my bedroom (smut)

Hold Me Without Hurting Me: A Jay series (finished)

What are we? - friends with benefits to lovers thought (contains smut)

Brooklyn Baby (smut, with Heeseung)

How Jay tells you he wants sex (requested)

Angels in Tibet (smut)

A La Folie Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3

Gilded Skin (smut)

The Fallen one (from the Lucifer series)

Sim 'Jake' Jaeyun

Gummy bears please? (Fluff)

Blue Days, Yellow nights - A Hogwarts au Fic

Chocolate Sauce (smut)

Cherry Chapstick (Smut ,fluff, wedding au)

You Belong to me (smut)

You get me so High (smut)

Birthday sex with Jake (requested)

Overstimulating Jake with oral (request)

Puppy Hybrid!Jake and kitty hybrid!Sunghoon thoughts (smut)

Me Quedo Mirandote (smut, requested)

The Elysian Angel (from the Lucifer series)

Both (smut, with Heeseung)

Silk and Pearls (smut)

Jake hard thought 1 (requested)

Heaven and Back (smut, with Sunghoon)

Park Sunghoon

Soft!dom Sunghoon thoughts (smut)

Sunghoon degradation thoughts (smut)

Sunghoon × Dark skinned reader (requested, headcanon)

Saturday Adventures (smut)

Dangerously (smut)

Agora Hills (smut)

In love with a stripper (smut, requested)

Sample Session (smut)

Puppy Hybrid!Jake and kitty hybrid!Sunghoon thoughts (smut)

The Demon of Destruction (from the Lucifer series)

Dirty dirty girl (smut, 18+)

Heaven and Back (smut, with Jake)

Kim Sunoo

D!ck (smut)

How Sunoo tells you he wants to fuck you (requested)

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fangel · 5 months ago

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운명지어진 ┊ fangel’s rules & guidelines ࿐ 🦢

규칙과 규정 ⁀➴

･ i write what i want to write. majority of fics i write will be dark (or horror-esque in theme) and contain mature content. mdni ! i enjoy darker themes and have a morbid curiosity when it comes to writing. if you don’t that’s okay! my blog just isn’t for you.

･ what i write does not represent the people mentioned; this applies to places, things, or concepts. it is purely fiction and for entertainment purposes only.

･ do not spam like, spam asks/requests, or send hate if something isn't done fast or to your liking. you will be blocked. and of course: do not share, copy, modify, or translate my work. if you find my work on other platforms/accounts, please let me know!!

ᘓ︵ꪒ⑅ꪒ read before requesting ! or it will be deleted.

･ information regarding requests ⇀ i will take suggestions and requests but there is no guarantee i will write it. if i’m not inspired then that’s that. make them specific while following my rules and guidelines.

･ i only write for enhypen & love and deepspace (new!), unless specifically requested. for enha, i only write explicit sexual content for the hyung line. maybe legal line in the future (NOT including ni-ki)

･ reader is always female/afab, and written without specific descriptions of physical appearance.

･ i am open to writing almost anything. requests can be in the form of oneshots (1-2k), drabbles, headcannons, or scenarios. can be hard or soft thoughts. no fic requests.

･ i do not write ⇀ physical abuse, incest, hybrid, large age gaps, underage, pregnant!reader, ageplay or regression, poly/foursomes+ (i don't think i'd be good at it), bodily fluids like piss/scat/vomit, male reader pov, idol x idol, ship pairings . . . prob more but i'll add later

#﹙ 📰 ﹚— fangel’s navigation ଓ ･ﾟ｡

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deluwoo · 2 years ago

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keys # ⎯⎯ humor | fluff | angst | suggestive STATUS # ⎯⎯ req : open | p. taglist : openㅤ

▸ EVERYONE + SERIES eun's thoughts : enha ver. thoughts on bf!enha ⎯ (f, h) - headcannons hyung line!enha bf texts ⎯ (f, h) - smau maknae line! enha bf texts ⎯ (f, h) - smau

▸ l.hs movies ⎯ (f, s) - drabble

▸ n.rk you find niki's priv insta where he is absolutely down atrocious for you part i & part ii ㅤ⎯ (f, h) - smau

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thinemoonshine · 6 months ago

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⋆𐙚₊ 𝓛𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐑=𝓛♡𝓥𝓔𝓡! ˚⊹♡

—⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ in which sweet, nerdy and chronically awkward enha are just trying to confess to their crush, (y/n)

loser!enhypen hyung line x fem reader content(s): fluff, bashful enha, lovesick loser-ish(?) men, teaser reader, just silly enha boys who are head over heels for reader type: imagine

⋆˙𐙚 L.HEESEUNG 𐙚˙⋆ “i’ll be your bambi!”

“i li…” heeseung trails off in front of the classroom window and sighs exasperatedly at the sight of his own reflection. if he can’t even say it when looking at his own face, how can he do it looking at hers?

he takes a deep breath before trying again. “(y/n), i’m in lo…“

a huff escapes him before he rests his forehead against the glass, frustrated.

“you’re in what?” a voice chimes and his eyes widen—spinning around with pure panic swirling in his dark orbs behind his thick glasses when he sees the girl standing facing him.

heeseung’s mouth falls open as the words he practiced practically vanish from his mind. only the image of her is processed by his brain—her presence, voice, and that cheeky little grin on her face that makes his turn bright red like a tomato.

“hm?” she hums teasingly and takes forward steps—causing him to retreat against the window behind him further, spine now completely stiff against it. “tell me, bambi.”

‘bambi?’ he echoes mentally as his doe eyes wander on the floor briefly before looking back up at her who’s now dangerously near. “you mean m-me?”

she nods and tilts her head, hair swaying ever so slightly and he gulps at the fragrant scent of her shampoo. she smells nice. he’s always noticed it. her hair’s always neat, clothes always perfect, smile always so pretty and warm, personality ever so sweet and lovely.

she’s perfect. too perfect for him. this is a mistake. who’s he to ever attempt to confess his feelings to her?

“you’re bambi. look at those pretty, doe eyes…no one has eyes as pretty as yours,” she coos and heeseung stiffens—a small shaky breath leaving as his resolve crumbles.

nevermind. he wants her—no, he needs her.

“i like you!” he blurts—face blazing red and even more so his ears—and he blinks profusely while holding a fixed, determined stare with her. “i like you…a-a lot! i’ll be your bambi!”

(y/n) immediately bursts into a fit of giggles and he now looks at her, all confused until she suddenly cups his cheeks and pecks his jutted lips.

BOOM!

heeseung.exe has stopped working.

“you’re so cute, heeseung! and i like you too—heeseung?” (y/n) sounds, puzzled, when heeseung slowly slides against the wall—practically melting into a puddle as the feel of her lips leave a sweet tingle against his.

⋆˙𐙚 P.JONGSEONG 𐙚˙⋆ “i…ˡⁱᵏᵉ ʸᵒᵘ.”

jay held the small note in his hand as he recited the words scribbled onto them anxiously. he’s been practicing his confession for so long, so intently that the poor parchment’s all crumpled and ink’s all faded and smudged from his sweaty palms.

he pushes his frameless glasses up with his index finger when it slides down the bridge of his nose. overgrown bangs nearly cover his eyes from his lowered head as his small lips mumble incessantly.

“jay? you wanted to meet me?” (y/n) enters the empty school gymnasium with confusion written all over her mien.

“yeS!” his voice squeaks at the end and he’s never wanted to tear out his vocal cords—if ever, even—as badly as he does now. “yes, i mean… yes, i wanted to see you…”

“well, i’m here,” (y/n) says with a single clap that reverberates in the gymnasium to fill in the awkward air—swinging her to clasp her hands behind her back.

jongseong’s throat dries just as the words in his head do. gears for some reason, rusty and refusing to turn as his tongue trembles in his slighting gaping mouth. “i…ˡⁱᵏᵉ ʸᵒᵘ.”

the girl furrows and leans forward. “can you repeat that?”

the fragrant scent of her shampoo disperses and his nose catches a whiff, now more hyperaware of their proximity than ever before. as if being in one vicinity as her so privately hasn’t fogged up his brain enough. “like you! i like you…a lot!”

his shaky, pitchy exclamation brings a smile to her face, pleasantly surprised as airy chuckles emit.

the other however, misinterprets her as ridiculing him and his sweaty hands stuffed into the pockets of his trousers squeeze and clench. of course, how could he expect anything?

the fact that she even accepted his request to meet is a privilege itself, a miracle. how could he even expect for anything more? how could he even dare to wish to have a place beside her?

she’s all he’s ever wanted and dreamed of. and him? she probably doesn’t even know who he is.

his shoulders slump and heads hangs low, eyes bore holes onto his shoes as he tightens his jaw in shame—further defining its already sharp nature.

“baby. jongie…”

the abrupt nickname however, successfully snaps his head back up as his eyes widen twice their size from surprise. did he hear her right?

“jongie…?” he repeats. his name’s jongseong. does (y/n) know that? she knows who he is?? really??

“yes, you. jongie~” she croons and jay swears he’s never heard anything better. she sounds like an angel—or a siren, seeing as how he’s completely mesmerized and weak in the knees.

“you know me?” he chokes out—meaning for it to be a statement of realization and yet his voice betrays him.

the girl once again, titters, and dispels the distance between them thus, effectively dominating his every senses to focus on her, her and only her. “how can i not recognize my own crush?”

his breaths hitch, body completely frozen. “wh-what?”

“i’ve liked you for years, jongseong,” she chuckles and somehow manages to wrap him around her finger more and more when she leans forward to press a kiss on his lips.

oh, it’s a dream come true.

⋆˙𐙚 S.JAEYUN 𐙚˙⋆ “…so so much—that i-i can’t think.”

a string of muttered curses and grunts flow out of jake’s mouth when his books spill out of his locker and scatter onto the floor. he crouches and picks them up half-heartedly, already in a bad mood after running away from (y/n) when they made eye contact—like a dang coward.

and just this morning he was planning to profess his deep-rooted affections for her. having already practiced his lines in front of the mirror and yet, the moment their eyes met, he had his tail tucked between his legs as he ran faster than the speed of light.

and the fact that he’s now alone in class after hours, wallowing in self-pity after organising his notes, makes him feel even more pathetic than ever.

he stands with his books all tucked in his arms before he haphazardly stuffs them into his locker, too strained mentally to even bother with tidying them up. just as he’s about to swing it close though, a hand latches onto the door and keeps it open.

he turns his face to the owner only to quickly snap it away, eyes widened and adam’s apple bobbing in his throat nervously. his heartbeat is going over average rapidly as his hand that’s still holding onto his locker’s door begins to shake.

“you should always keep them neat, jake. the pages might get folded if you don’t and they might come crashing down when you least expect it,” (y/n) advices as she starts arranging his books for him.

he faces her once more, a frantic look now worn and he steps forward just to retreat in fear of getting too close. “w-wait! you don’t…have to do that.”

(y/n) only glances at the timid young man, watching him chew his lip anxiously as his free hand fiddles with the seams of his trousers. “i like keeping things tidy.”

jake blinks repeatedly under his long, overgrown bangs that practically curtain up half of his face and thick-framed glasses. the fact that he can even see itself is a mystery.

“there. all done,” (y/n) sighs out contentedly and he stares in awe at the neat arrangement she’s made of his locker and he makes a mental note to take a picture—wanting to put his books in the exact way she does whenever he has to take them out.

his staring gives her plenty of time to watch him—her scrutinizing gaze traveling from his black sneakers with clumsily tied knots up to his neatly ironed uniform, slightly loosened tie and finally to his face. she frowns at the inability to read his expressions with his hair covering most of his face and without realising, her fingers ghost over his cheek that quickly grows rosy when he notices her ministrations.

seeing as jake doesn’t pull away, she brings her hand higher to gently trace the black frames of his glasses before gently sneaking her hand below his bangs—pushing it up without notice and losing breath at the sight that greets her.

jake’s doe eyes are already fixed on hers, lips parted slightly as he breathes and brows knitted and raised with both excitement and anxiousness from being so close to her. and with her touching him?? oh, he’s done for. just a few hours ago he was fleeing from their fleeting eye contact and now he’s trembling from her tender touch. he’s going to lose it.

"you're...pretty," (y/n) softly breathes out, awed, as twinkling eyes study his sharp yet, delicate features with admiration. "you're beautiful, jake."

the praises that leave her glossy lips leave him breathless and he stumbles backwards while his hand brushes his bangs back down in a fluster. he retreats, once again attempting an escape but the table and chair behind him are against him—sending him crashing down onto his arse and he yelps.

his face is now beet red up to his ears as he hides behind his large hands—the shame effectively overpowering the throbbing pain in his butt.

“jake! what’s wrong? did i…did i do something wrong?”

against her expectations, jake vigorously shakes his head—glasses slipping down the tall bridge of his nose—with a frantic and pitchy "no! n-never!" before he curls into himself again.

"then, why do you always run away from me?"

jake gulps thickly as he presses his palms against his eyes at the burning heat of them—wanting to cry from shame and escape but that’s only going to make things worse.

there’s only one way to solve this.

“because…because i like you—so so much—that i-i can’t think. everything, you, just, you—!” he stops and lets out a little sound of embarrassment. “i’m sorry…i’m a loser and a coward so just—just forget this ever happened.”

there’s a moment of silence before the other responds.

“nahhh, don’t wanna. do you know how long i’ve been waiting for this??”

jake slowly removes his hands from his eyes and blinks rapidly. “huh? what…”

(y/n) giggles. “why do you think i came back to class after school hours? i had a feeling you were here and wanted to see you so i…could confess. but you beat me to it.”

“WHAT?” jake blurts, fully shocked as his hand flies to his mouth—eyes as wide as saucers and his shaking pupils search her face for any sign on mockery. she’s not lying, is she?

understanding his doubts, (y/n) smiles, cunningly sweet almost, then she leans forward and pushes his glasses up his nose with her index finger before closing the gap between them—lips to lips.

that one single gesture dispels every single doubt in jaeyun’s head as his eyes flutter close and brain turns to mush, overjoyed and nearly shaking with adrenaline as she deepens the kiss—pushing him flat against the tiles to which he gasps at.

⋆˙𐙚 P.SUNGHOON 𐙚˙⋆ “blop blop blop.”

sunghoon isn’t an outcast, but neither is he popular despite being well-known. his introversion acts like a barrier between him and others.

when people reach out, they’ve already curated some sort of ‘image’ of him just because of the way he looks, so when he acts differently than how they expected—more shy, quiet and distant—they naturally drift away. he’s become a wallflower.

it confuses him. was it his fault for not being able to blend in well?

he frowns at this but quickly hangs his head down and lets his intentionally overgrown bangs to curtain his eyes when he notices people looking at him.

the hallways are always a pain to walk through.

CREAK!

the sudden slap of fresh air makes his lips pull to a smile as he lets the rooftop door close behind him. as cliché as it sounds, he loves spending his time within the tranquility and solitude of the rooftop—and today is no exception.

but there is one slight deviation to his daily routine: an unexpected presence at his private, safe haven. he quickly twists, ready to leave but pauses when he sees the girl turn.

and suddenly, his resolve to escape the place is rapidly bombarded by the selfish desire to stay.

it’s (l/n) (y/n), the girl a few classes away from him, the one who always has cute little trinkets on—whether in her hair, bag, shirt or even everywhere—the one who always passes by his homeroom and never misses to cast him a smile, the one whom he so unexpectedly, inexplicably fell for.

he isn’t sure when it started. all he knows is that, his eyes always seem to find her even in crowded rooms, even when he’s overwhelmed by a lot of unwanted attention and somehow, she acts as a balm to his silent frustration.

his eyes always create some sort of tunnel vision towards her as ears muffle to try and focus on the shapes of her lips, to read what she’s saying, before quickly whipping his head away upon noticing the creepiness of his behaviour.

…

……

who is he kidding? he’s a loser freak. he doesn’t belong with her.

with clenched fists and head hung down, he swivels to the door behind him, fixed on leaving—until, the call of his name magically glues his feet to the floor.

“sunghoon…that’s you, right?” (y/n) apprehensively asks as she comes closer and hoon nods with a soundless gulp. she smiles and the poor lad nearly jumps when he sees her so close, face practically next to his arm when she bends forward slightly to peek up at him. “i was hoping you’d be here. i don’t see you at the cafeteria much during lunch.”

sunghoon perks at that—face lifting and curtained eyes widening as he looks at her. ‘she noticed? how?’

a silence surrounds them and (y/n) blinks once before clearing her throat. “um…! the teacher asked me to pass something to you. i think she might’ve mistook me for your classmate… here.”

the other accepts the worksheet before wincing and cringing internally at the many red streaks littered at almost every question. great. now he’s making a bigger fool out of himself in front of her by showing how dumb he is.

how unlucky can one be?

his fingers tighten on the sheet, wanting to crumple it when he notices another layer behind. he furrows and pulls it out, seeing (y/n)’s worksheet with a vastly different score than his—many circled reds litter at most, if not all the questions.

hoon’s brows raise, awed at her intelligence when it suddenly gets taken away from his hold.

(y/n) stands, red-faced and flustered as she rolls her work up to hide it. “i—uh, i forgot that i was holding mine too. i wasn’t trying to…show off…or anything just—sorry. i should go.”

mumbling criticism under her breath towards herself, she passes by sunghoon—overlooking how he’s quick to twist his whole body to look at her, unwilling to let her go.

panic begins to rise as his fingers twitch, wanting to reach out. but how can he? he’s no one in her world. what right does he have to take up her time?

just when her hand latches on the doorknob, he parts his lips—chewed bottom lip red and glossy from his previous abuse. “(y-y/n)!”

she stops and slowly turns.

seeing her face again nearly knocks the gears out of his head, enamored. “u-um, can you tutor me?”

“what?” (y/n) sounds, confused and genuinely surprised that the shy, closed-off hoon is actually initiating future appointments—if that’s even the way to call it. “you want me to tutor you?”

sunghoon nods meekly, hands fiddling with his now tattered worksheet in between. he sheepishly glances up at her. “you…can’t?”

“oh, no! i mean, i can but, why me?” (y/n) asks before mentally slapping herself. that’s a dumb question. he saw her acing the worksheet so obviously he knows she’s good at the subject. but before she can correct herself, the other speaks.

“because i like you…” he answers quietly, almost indiscernible but from her gaping mouth and slightly widened eyes, it’s obvious she heard. so he quickly clears her throat. “i-i like you because you’re smart! yeah…”

the way he frantically tries to play it off is so darn adorable and it’s clear from the way his whole head down to his neck seem to be a completely different colour—flushed red.

his confession emboldened (y/n) however, and she steps forward to which he steps back to, almost stumbling, and she bends before tilting her head up to him—trying to look at his face as he hangs his head low.

“you like me?” she asks and hoon nods rapidly. “just because i’m smart?”

hearing her next question, he freezes. eyes blinking unnaturally quick and apple bobbing up and down his throat before he slowly shakes his head.

“not ju-just because of that…” he mumbles and she grins—holding his hand in hers to which he just melts at, now goo on the floor.

“we’ll start our first session today, hm?”

“blop blop blop,” the goo says.

ᡣ𐭩ྀི₊ ⊹ masterlist ᝰ.ᐟ✮⋆˙

𝜗𝜚 hi, it’s romi here!! thank you so much for reading to the end!! if you enjoyed it, don’t forget to leave a heart and reblog— they give me some motivation, ya know? but please do not spam like!! X♡X♡, romi ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

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sjyzip · 3 months ago

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ᯓ ✈︎ paradise found .ᐟ ˎˊ˗

⤷ 22. butterflies📍

warning: typos

wc: 2k

“you can do it man” sunghoon encouraged jake, fixing his shirt. “can i?” jake questioned him, running a hand through his hair. “yes you can, you just have to be more confident jake.” sunghoon reassured jake, giving him a pat on his back. “now go pick her up or else you’re going to be late” sunghoon spoke, jake’s car keys hanging on his finger. “thanks hoon” jake smiled, grabbing his keys. “you’re welcome, just remember to confess this time” sunghoon teased him as jake left his apartment, groaning at sunghoon’s teasing.

jake drove to get to your apartment before making a quick stop, he parked his car nearby and walked towards a flower shop, the bell above the door ringing when jake entered. he browsed around to see which flowers would you like until he saw the one; a bouquet filled with pink lilies and white roses, decorated with baby’s breath. he asked the florist for it and bought it. once jake had the bouquet in his hands he left the flower shop and headed to your apartment.

“do you think i should confess today?” you blurted out as giselle curled your hair. “if you need to get your feelings out, you should, after all he does like you” giselle spoke while curling your hair. “you think so?” you asked giselle, looking at her through your vanity mirror. “i do, i’m like 100% sure and if he doesn’t then he’s just blind cause you’re amazing” giselle said. “thanks gigi” you smiled.

it had been a long time since you went to a proper date that it felt odd going out like this, so much that you were nervous although that mainly came from the fact that you’ll try to confess tonight to jake. in your head all you could think about were countless of ways to ruin your date tonight and somehow jake didn’t seem not even a bit disappointed in all of those like he was immune to any embarrassing thing you could (possibly) do.

but then something shook you off your thoughts. a phone call, you picked up your phone from your vanity and saw the screen; jake was calling you, you looked at giselle with a nervous smile before answering the call.

“hello?” you spoke into the phone. “hi yn, uh.. i’m already here, i’m right in front of your apartment” jake answered. you stood up from your chair and peeked through your window, jake’s car was right there. “alright! i’ll be there in a few minutes” you said, looking for your purse and heels. “i’ll be waiting then” jake spoke, just by hearing his voice you knew he was smiling when saying that and he in fact was.

you rapidly put your heels on and grabbed your purse, checking if there was anything you could need inside of the purse. “i’ll see you later” you said to giselle. “take care and if i see you comeback without confessing i’ll force you back outside” giselle teased you. “yes ma’am i’ll confess tonight” you rolled your eyes. “okay go now, don’t keep jake waiting” giselle pushed you out of the apartment.

as soon as you left your building, you made eye contact with jake, he was standing beside his car with a hand behind his back. you smiled and waved at him while crossing the street.

the moment jake saw you leave your building, he was struck by how beautiful you looked, the white dress you were wearing looked like it was made for you. he shook his head, realizing that you were already next to him.

“these are for you” jake said, moving the hand he had on his back to reveal the gorgeous bouquet of flowers.

“they’re beautiful, thank you” you smiled, not once taking your eyes from the flowers. jake had gotten your favorite flowers this time and they were beautifully arranged, the pink lilies stealing all of your attention.

“a little someone told me that you liked these flowers so i had to get them for you” jake spoke with a smile he couldn’t help whenever he saw you. “they’re beautiful and all, but i think you look even better” jake said with a slight smirk tugging at his mouth. “you look good too” you nodded your head in approval, feeling your cheeks heat up by his compliment.

“should we get going?” jake asked, opening the passenger's seat door. you nodded and took a seat, jake closed your door as you entered and then got into the car.

the ride to the restaurant was filled with laughter and chatter , you both talked and laughed but after a while, a comfortable silence settled in; it was oddly comforting, the way that if you confessed and things went right this could be your new normal, your everyday.

once you arrived to the restaurant jake asked for his reservation and the waite took you both to your table. the restaurant was elegantly decorated with the immense yet beautiful chandelier in the center of the restaurant taking all the spotlight

you both ordered your meals. as you waited for your food to come, you talked about your life, catching up on things that had happened recently. once your dinner came over you both ate while chatting occasionally.

after you both finished eating dinner you left the restaurant. “soo.. what is next on our itinerary?” you asked jake. jake smiled before answering “the night sky” jake spoke. “like seeing the city on top of a tower??” you asked him once again. “something similar you could say so” jake answered.

the place wasn’t a tower where you could see the city from the top. in fact it was a 20 minute walk to the top of a mountain in the middle of the city.

“are we there yet?” you asked jake, panting from walking up so long. “we’re almost there” jake looked at the top of the hill. “here, take my hand” jake looked back at you, stretching his hand to you. you took his hand in yours. every few minutes jake would squeeze your hand to see how you were doing and you would respond by squeezing his hand back.

“here we are” jake said, leading you to the railing on the border of the hill, the night sky was filled with stars and the view of the city lights on the night was also beautiful. the place was almost empty and it was quiet; it felt like only the two of you were there.

you both looked at the stars and city in silence till you broke it. “the view is beautiful, thanks jake” you spoke, maintaining your view on the city “yeah it is” jake agreed, turning to look at you with a soft smile. you glanced at him, returning his smile.

after some time you both called it a night and went down the hill. jake was already regretting not telling you how he felt on the hill; it was the perfect moment to do it; under the night sky filled with stars yet he missed his opportunity once again.

the drive back home was filled with a comfortable silence although it was mostly because the walk up and down to the hill tired you out so much that you only wanted to get back home but first you had to confess to jake before your date ended.

“here we are” jake let out a small sigh, parking the car outside your building. “thanks for today, i loved it” you smiled, grabbing the flowers before leaving jake’s car. “wait— actually can I go in with you? to make sure that you arrive safely” jake blurted out.

“sure, i don’t mind” you nodded.

the both of you got out of the car and crossed the street to get to your building. jake was hyping himself the whole time, hoping he would have enough courage to confess this time.

the elevator doors opened and the both of you headed to your apartment. “thanks again for the date, it was amazing” you spoke, flashing a grateful smile. “you’re welcome” jake smiled awkwardly, inside he was a nervous wreck and realized that this was his chance, his last chance to confess to you

“before you go.. i need to tell you something” jake added, fidgeting with his hands, he couldn’t back out now. “alright, tell me” you nodded your head, looking at him attentively.

“this has been on my head ever since we hung out that time on the beach, that’s when I realized that you were like different from anyone, not in a bad way but—“ jake paused, he took a deep breath before continuing. “but as in the way that you were the same as me yet so different. it made me feel like it was just the two of us in our own world.” jake continued, taking a small pause to calm his nerves.

“that day changed everything about how i saw you, i just couldn’t stop thinking about you, it was like i was stuck in a haze of you; everything i did or saw reminded me of you even the stars and that’s why i took you to that hill tonight” jake paused, feeling more confident after each word he poured out.

you stared at him, his gaze softening each second yet you could still tell that jake was nervous, to help him, you took his hand in yours, tracing small circles with your thumb to soothe his nerves.

“so what i’m saying right now is that i like you so much i can’t even use words to describe how much i like you, actually i might just fallen in love with you; i’m in love with everything about you. your personality, the way you smile, the way you talk, your random thoughts, the way you pout slightly when you focus. i love all of that.” jake poured his soul and heart out, his voice slowly becoming quieter after each word.

and that’s when the world stopped. it felt like you had frozen in time, the distant sounds of the city life were now silenced. your eyes widened slightly as you heard his confession, the circles you traced were now gone and all you felt was your face blushing.

after pouring his heart out, the loud silence filled with unspoken feelings was making jake feel even more nervous now. what if you didn’t feel the same? what if you rejected him? what if you both couldn’t never be friends again? all those thoughts ran through jake’s mind yet not even his thoughts could silence his loud heart beat

“you know.. if you don’t feel the same it’s okay, i just confessed cause i needed to get it—“ you interrupted jake, cupping his face with your hands, leaning in; jake surprised yet he leaned in. a soft, tender kiss, his lips; gently pressed against yours, he wrapped his arms around your waist.

you pulled away slightly, catching your breath. All you could see was jake’s eyes looking down and then back at your eyes with a soft smile; eyes filled with love. butterflies lingering in your stomach just with that smile alone.

“so i guess that was an i like you?” jake asked, his tone playful yet still laced with worry. “yes jakey, it was.” you began. “i’ve liked you since our little hangout last summer, i actually never thought that we would end up being this close but i like it” you added, jake taking your hand in his, calming your nerves.

“i actually like everything about you, even if you annoy and tease me. sometimes when i think about it later i laugh at it ” you giggled, tracing circles on jake’s hand. jake’s eyes sparkled by hearing your words.

“so.. uhm” jake took a deep breath, his heart pounding once again. “will you be my girlfriend?”

jake asked, his heart racing even more now; his eyes darting around everywhere but yours.

“of course jakey” you smiled softly. you cupped jake’s face once again, forcing him to look at you. you placed a small, tender kiss on his lips and once you pulled away all jake could see in your eyes was a sparkle full of genuine love and affection

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a/n: the end is near…😣

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niki-phoria · 2 years ago

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idk if you write for reactions, but i would a reaction from enhypen's hyung line about their 8thmember!reader s/o being injured while practicing <33

(and yes i would like this very fluffy😍😍)

‧₊˚✩ enhypen hyung line reaction - their s/o gets hurt during practice

warnings: just gonna list the injuries so (heeseung: sprained ankle, jay: torn mcl, jake: pulled muscle, sunghoon: broken ankle), worried heeseung, descriptions of hospitals/medical treatment but nothing graphic, one cuss word in sunghoon's

a/n: thank you so much for requesting !! this is more comfort than fluff tbh but i tried to keep it all very cute and happy. i didn't include the maknae line bc i kinda struggled with this and i didn't want to wait any longer to post it but i am willing to make a part 02 with the maknaes if anyone is interested. i hope you like it :))

additional notes: i wanna write for enha more but i have no ideas :// and in case you're curious i write imagines and reactions (no headcannons since ppl keep asking for them) the list of who/what i write for is linked in my pinned post

gn 8th member reader (no pronouns used)

requests open !! read my rules first

‧₊˚✩ heeseung

word count 410

he(e)'s so hot slknesklns

you grunt when you hit the ground. pain blooms through your ankle immediately, spreading through your leg and down your foot. “oh my god, are you okay?” your dancer kneels down next to you, holding a hand out to help you up. “i’m so sorry, i didn’t mean to trip you.”

“it’s okay, i didn’t see you either.”

you wince when you try to put weight on your right ankle. “are you okay?”

“yeah, i just think i hurt my ankle.”

“let me go find a medic.” you nod, limping over to lean against a wall while you wait for help. you can hear her bounding footsteps as she runs back to the studio with an emt following closely behind her.

“can you stand on it?” he asks, helping you take your shoe and sock off. hues of red and purple have already begun spreading along the skin. the dancer you tripped over nervously hovers behind him, grimacing at the sight of your foot.

“not really,” you wince when he presses down against the bone. “it hurts when i try to put weight on it.”

he nods, standing up. “i’m gonna go get some ice and then i'll wrap it. tell me if you notice any intense swelling or if the pain gets worse. you'll be off of it for a few weeks.”

“here, let me help you,” she says, supporting your weight with her own body.

“thanks,” you whisper, letting her guide you to a nearby chair. she pushes another chair over to you, helping you lift your leg up onto it.

“are you gonna be okay here?”

“i’m alright, thank you so much.” she nods, lowering her head into another apologetic bow before she leaves.

you’re left alone in the room for a few minutes before heeseung bursts through the door. “y/n,” he gasps, rushing to your side. he’s frantic, eyes wide and hair disheveled. he wraps his arms around you, pulling you into a hug. “i heard about what happened, i’m so sorry i wasn’t there.”

“it’s okay.” you reach over to grab his hand, squeezing it.

“does it hurt?”

you shake your head. “it feels better with the ice.”

“how long will you be off of it?”

“they said it keep it elevated and put ice on it. they’re about to come back and wrap it for the next few weeks.”

heeseung leans down to press a kiss against your temple. “i’m glad you’re okay.”

‧₊˚✩ jay

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i love him sm :(( got a little carried away with this one whoops

you yelp as you fall, hitting the ground hard. your knee hits the ground first. pain immediately spreads through your leg. “y/n!” jay is quick to rush to your side, helping you sit up. you wince, failing to stand up. tears brim your eyes as you cling to jay. “are you okay?” he whispers.

“i hurt my knee.”

“can you stand?” jay helps you up as you slowly stand on your feet. you feel off-balance, pain still stinging through your leg.

“it hurts.” you can see jay share a concerned glance with jungwon, calling a manager over.

“we’ll get you to a hospital, okay?” her voice is quiet. she’s almost overwhelmingly sweet as she helps you into the backseat of a car before climbing into the front.

the emergency room smells of hand sanitizer and rubbing alcohol as you wait to be seen. curtains surround your bed though they do little to provide you with any sort of privacy from the other patients. jay’s hand holds yours, fingers intertwined together. “you’ll be okay.” he whispers, pressing a kiss against your temple. “i promise.” you can tell he’s nervous by the way he squeezes your hand a little tighter than usual.

finally, a doctor enters. she has thick black-rimmed glasses pushed high up on her nose. her shoulder-length black hair is tied back into a low ponytail. “l/n y/n?” she asks. you nod. “can you tell me what happened?”

“i fell on my knee during a missed stunt.”

her hands are cold as she pushes the fabric of your pants up, pressing against your now swollen knee. you wince when she presses around the area. “does it hurt when you straighten your leg?”

“yeah. it hurts to stand on.” she hums, marking down a few notes on a clipboard.

“i’m gonna do an x-ray just to make sure nothing is broken. it sounds like a torn medial collateral ligament.”

“what’s the treatment for that?” jay asks. he squeezes your hand reassuringly when you nervously glance up at him.

“we’ll put on a knee brace. you’ll be on crutches for a few weeks.”

“thank you.” the doctor curtly nods before she leaves, closing the curtain behind her.

jay wraps you into a hug, letting you bury your head into his chest. “it’s gonna be okay. it’s only a few weeks.”

“i don’t want to let anyone down.” you whisper.

he lifts your chin, making you look up into his eyes. “you could never do that. you’ll wear the brace and then you’ll get better and start performing sooner than you realize.”

you nod, pulling him back into a hug. “thank you.”

jay presses a kiss against your forehead. “anything for you.”

‧₊˚✩ jake

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i need mullet jake SKLNESLN not as severe as the others but i was running out of ideas okay

the pain in your leg is sharp. it burns - stinging each of your nerves with each movement you make. you wince, shifting your weight onto your left leg. jake’s hand ghosts against your lower back, coaxing your to lean against him instead.

“let’s take a break. we’ll pick it up again in five?” your choreographer announces. murmurs of agreement ripple throughout the group as jake helps you to sit down next against the wall.

“is everything okay?” he whispers.

“yeah, just pulled a muscle.”

“i’m sorry baby.” his hands feel warm against your skin as he moves the fabric of your pant leg out of the way, massaging the sore muscle. “take it easy for the rest of the day, okay? it’ll get even worse if you try to push yourself too hard.”

“i will.”

“babe,” jake opens his arms, gesturing for you to lay with him. you comply, making your way back over to him. you lean against his chest as he rubs your back. “how’s your leg? does it still hurt?” you hum, voice muffled by his hoodie. jake chuckles. “i’ll take that as a yes.”

you pull away a little, moving to lean against his shoulder. “it still stings a little.”

“come on,” jake shifts so you’re laying on your stomach. “let me take care of you.” you chuckle, letting him maneuver you onto the bed.

jake leans over you so his knees are pressed against your side. his hands are gentle as he presses them against your back. they feel warm through the thin fabric of your t-shirt. “you’re so tense,” he whispers. you can almost see his furrowed eyebrows and slight frown as he slightly increases the pressure.

you sigh, relaxing further into the bed. jake moves lower down your body, from your shoulders to your back and eventually down to your calf. slowly, the pain dissipates from your leg until the numb feeling is no longer there.

he moves off of you, giving you room to roll onto your side. “better?” jake asks.

you smile, pulling him into a quick kiss. “much better. thank you.”

“i love you.”

“i love you too.”

‧₊˚✩ sunghoon

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hoon is so pretty i am so jealous the gender envy i get from this man in unmatched

you gasp when you trip, tumbling off of the edge of the stage. pain shoots through your ankle when you clamber to your feet as you force yourself to stand back up. a staff member rushes to your side, quickly followed by sunghoon.

“that was a hard fall, i want you to get checked out by a medic.”

“but-” your manager’s concerned look is enough to make you stop resisting, instead letting sunghoon support your body weight as you wait for the emt.

“are you okay?” sunghoon asks. you sigh, avoiding eye contact.

“i can’t believe i fell off the fucking stage.”

“hey,” sunghoon moves so he’s standing in front of you, lifting your chin so you’re looking at him. “don’t talk like that. you made a mistake. it’s okay.” he strokes his thumb against your cheek, wiping away a stray tear you hadn’t realized had fallen. “we’ve never practiced here before. it’s not your fault.”

you nod, letting his words console you. your ankle is already deep shades of red when you remove your sock and shoe. despite how gentle the emt is when he presses against the bones of your ankle, pain immediately shoots through your body. you flinch, tears building in your eyes. sunghoon rubs a hand against your back. you cling to his body as the medic looks up at you.

“it looks like a hairline fracture,” he says. “it’ll take a few months to heal. we’ll get you some ice to put on it for now and then you’ll need to get an x-ray done.”

“thank you.” he nods sympathetically at you before leaving, taking his bag with you. sunghoon presses a kiss against your temple, letting you lean further into his touch.

“it’ll be okay. i promise.”

“what about the concert?”

“don’t worry about it.” he lifts your face so you’re looking up at him. “you just focus on getting better, okay? engene will support you either way.”

“i love you.”

sunghoon presses another kiss against your forehead. “i love you too.”

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marsrblg · 3 years ago

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enha hyung line fic recs <3

all

trans bf (ftm reader)

introverted bf (male reader)

fanboy reader (male reader)

stealing kisses (gn reader)

scratching their back (gn reader)

washing their hair (gn reader)

jealous enha (gn reader)

waving to their s/o at the airport (gn reader)

heeseung

bf heeseung headcannons (male reader)

heeseung reunites with idol reader (male reader)

bodyguard heeseung protecting idol reader (gn reader)

aouad au (gn reader)

bodyguard heeseung x idol reader (gn reader)

jay

cuddling with jay (gn reader)

cuddling with jay [02] (gn reader)

streamer bf (male reader)

backhugging jay (gn reader)

dancing with jay during christmas (gn reader)

first kiss (gn reader)

bf jay (gn reader)

jay comfort (gn reader)

[tw restrictive eating disorder] eating disorder comfort (gn reader)

cooking breakfast with jay (gn reader)

jay drabble (gn reader)

hot things he does (gn reader)

jay drabble [02] (gn reader)

jake

jake confesses (male reader)

jake dating a backup dancer (male reader)

cold days with jake (gn reader)

sunghoon

waking up with sunghoon (gn reader)

sweet things he does (gn reader)

daily sunghoon texts (gn reader)

waking up with sunghoon [02] (gn reader)

washing sunghoon's hair (gn reader)

secret relationship with sunghoon (gn reader)

sunghoon drabble (gn reader)

moving in with sunghoon (gn reader)

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can I request for enha hyung line overestimulating their s/o headcanons after they heard them moan for the first time if that makes any sense🤷🏻‍♀️

of course you can xD! thank you for sending in this request and thank you for the wait,, this my first headcanon for enhypen so i hope you enjoy~~

Overstimulation

pairing: enhypen legal line x f!reader (individually)

genre: smut headcannon - 18+ only; MDNI

warning: explicit/vulgar lang., sexual intercourse, cunnilingus, f!ngering, overstimulation obvi LOL

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HEESEUNG

the moment he heard you moan out loud like that, he couldn’t stop

he needed to hear it over and over

it was your first time getting head from heeseung

you whimpered and cursed while he ate you out but when you were reaching your climax and fell through, you finally moaned out for him

the sound was music to his ears, making heeseung groan into your cunt

you gasp out from the vibration, feeling overly sensitive already

he looks up at you with a sense of hunger in his eyes

“let me hear you again baby”

heeseung would definitely keep going and eat you out like a starved man

nothing more makes him feel satisfied than to hear those moans from you

“you sound so pretty for me”

if that means you’ll be cumming 2 more times and have tears streaming down your face

he will get those pretty moans from you

JAY

the making out session was getting very heated

you were sitting on jays lap, body facing forward while your head was turned to the side

jay’s hands found their way toward your soaked through panties, pushing them to the side

your breathing was sporadic, whimpering while jay stimulated your cl!t with his fingers slowly

he inserted a finger then after a while a second, finger fucking your tight hole deep

curling his digits againts your warm walls and pushed against your sweet spot, making you cry out and clutch his arm to ground yourself

something in him snapped, he had to hear more

“don’t stop, moan louder for me baby”

jay picked up the pace and had you toppling over the edge, shaking against his body but never slowing down his motions

you were a moaning mess, so sensitive from your first climax

you look down and watched as his fingers pumping into you and his other hand moving to stimulate your n!pples

the overwhelming feeling had you coming for a second time, eyes rolling back in the process

“you’re doing so good baby”

he would be proud to have you atleast cum three times from just his fingers

JAKE

this was the first time you and jake were completely alone

whenever you two were to do things it was lowkey and quietly done so this freedom was new

jake was hard and ready, pushing into your soaked entrance

you were panting and whimpering as jake was thrusting into you but a particular hard thrust made you moan out loud for the first time in a long time

jake broke as soon as he heard it and needed more

thrusting faster and harder into you had you moaning louder with every thrust and him losing his mind

“oh fuck louder baby”

you were reaching your climax quick, shaking against jake as the tightening knot exploded, making you roll your eyes back

jake however was nowhere near finished

you were trembling from every thrust, moaning and panting jakes name so loud gripping on to his back for dear life

the overstimulation from cumming once was too much and had you creaming on him once again

“am i fucking you that good?”

jake would not stop till he came and had you passed out right after

SUNGHOON

foreplay is a must to get you prepared for a long night with sunghoon

he was eating you out and pumping his fingers into your warm heat

you were a whining and trembling mess for him

the way he ravished your body had you breathing heavy, feeling your skin heated up from the pleasure

you were close to cumming when all of a sudden you felt sunghoon curling his fingers and harshly sucking on your clit

you cried out and moaned his name loud in such a sultry way for the first time, whimpering right after

sunghoon looked up with darker eyes as you climaxed on his tongue, arching your back and bucking your hips away from him

“i want one more from you baby”

you watched as he buried his face once again, riding you through your first orgasm to your second

you were moaning and shaking from the overstimulation

you felt like you were gonna blacking out from the immense pleasure

sunghoon would watch you cry out and moan for him again as your second orgasm crashed

“i love when you moan my name”

he isn’t done with you yet though, the main event is just starting

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