#enha imagine

[ghostiiess]

“you’re my red string”

synopsis: because ni-ki called you ‘bro’, you decided to tease him back with a silent treatment.

warnings: petnames (babe and baby), mention of kisses on the cheek and on your hand, i think that's all? let me know if there's more!

type: fluff (ni-ki’s imagines will always be sfw!!)

wc: around 1k

member: ni-ki from enhypen x gender neutral reader (no pronouns used to describe y/n)

reblogs and likes are really appreciated! not too sure about the end, but lmk if you liked it :D

english's not my main tongue. sorry if i made any mistakes!

permanent taglist: @nsb-rkive @firebenderwolf @yawnzzznnn @ghostyycat7

It's been about three hours since your boyfriend jokingly called you “bro”. He knew you didn't really like the nickname, but he liked teasing you. For him, seeing your cute reaction and your smile was probably the highlights of his day. That's probably one of the many reasons why he deliberately teased you…

You weren't exactly the kind of person who would use the silent treatment to get what you wanted, but you were curious to see his reaction. After all, you also liked to see him smile.

- I'm home! he exclaimed.

You smiled a little, then waited. This was going to be fun.

Not hearing your voice, Ni-Ki repeated the sentence he had just spoken:

- Babe? Are you there?

Your boyfriend and you shared an apartment, and let's just say that the times he uttered the phrase "I'm home" were pretty rare... He always came home late because of his hard work, and he had a lot of practice. It wasn't part of your ritual not to greet him when you were both in the apartment. The rare moments you had together that weren't during the night when you were asleep, you usually played video games with him and listened to him talk about his upcoming concerts and projects with his music group.

Still not hearing you, you could hear a sigh from him. He knew you were there: your shoes were in the hall. You heard him walk from the front door to the living room, where he found you on your phone, no headphones, no videos playing in the background, your ears perfectly tuned to hear him greet you a few minutes earlier.

- Hi.

You didn't even look at him.

- Are you deaf? he laughed, running a hand through his dark hair. I was waiting for your hug...

Whenever he came home, you always put your arms around Ni-Ki's shoulders. You knew he didn't like that kind of attention from people he didn't know very well, but from you? He loved it. He loved the gentle attention you gave him, the loving names you called him, the cuddling time he spent with you... He loved it, but he would never dare to say it to your face.

- Are you okay? Do you sleep with your eyes open now?

You moved to let him know you weren't sleeping, to let him know what you were doing: a silent treatment.

- Oh, I see what you're doing, Y/N...

He gave you a faint smile.

- It's because I called you bro, isn't it?

You didn't answer, which confirmed that he was right.

- You know I said that just to tease you, right? I didn't mean it. And if it makes you feel any better, I'd say you're my best bro.

You obviously didn't answer.

- So you won't talk? All right, then I'll have to make you talk.

Without letting you react, Ni-Ki took your hand and gave it a simple kiss, hoping it would work.

- Do you want to talk now?

Seeing your resistance, your boyfriend approached you, then gave you a kiss on the cheek and a small smile:

- No reaction? That's strange, you always smile when I kiss your cheek...

Sighing, he rested on the back of the sofa.

- It's not easy to make you talk...

Then he had an idea.

- If I can't make you react physically, I'll make you react verbally.

You looked at him and immediately regretted it: he was way too cute.

- I'll tell you what I like about you, and I'll stop when you're tired of me.

He cleared his throat, then began:

- First of all, I love your eyes. I could get lost in them for years and never get tired of it.

Hoping you would answer, he sighed. He missed you, your words, your affection.

- Second, I love your hands. They're so soft…, he added, taking one of your hands and kissing the top of it.

He crossed his fingers with yours and gave you a small smile.

- I love your smile. You always light up the room with yours and every time you smile I think it couldn't be more beautiful, but I'm wrong every time.

You had to bite your lips to hide your smile. You knew you weren't subtle, but you couldn't control your desire to smile.

- Is that a smile I see? Does that mean I can live with a real person again and not a statue? he laughed.

Running a hand through his hair, he continued:

- Should I continue?

Still without an answer, Ni-Ki took the opportunity to continue.

- I like your personality. Actually, I don't think the word "like" is strong enough. I love your personality... You're probably one of the people who means the most to me. You always greet me with a smile on your face and you are always understanding about my schedule and my practices.

While playing with your fingers, he went on:

- You're always there for me, trying to make me smile and feel good, and I really appreciate that.

Your lips hurt. You couldn't stop smiling. You tried to hide it, but it was no use: Ni-Ki would always manage to make you smile.

He sighed:

- And I want you to know that even if you're giving me the silent treatment, I will always love you. Even if I don't show it sometimes, I appreciate you and you're one of the people I care about most.

Seeing your smile gradually spreading, he added:

- And if I may say so, I think you're my red string... I don't really believe in signs and myths or anything like that, but I think this is true. At least I think it is for us.

The Japanese myth of the red string: the one you were passionate about. Ni-Ki and you thought it was cute to know that everyone had a string around them that was attached to someone else.

You couldn't go on any longer. You smiled and put your hands in front of your face.

- I can't go on, you're too cute!

He chuckled slightly:

- You're just obsessed with me, admit it.

- Keep telling yourself that.

He smiled, then kissed you gently on the lip before letting you speak:

- Did you mean any of those things?

He rolled his eyes, then smiled.

- Of course, I did, you silly.

[glitterjay]

lover boy — 양정원 YJW

genre: opposites attract, good boy!jungwon x popular!reader (fem), college au, semi smau, d!e/kys jokes

taglist: @hollyoongs @moon7jay @wondipity @defnotfertilizedtoesw @kwiwin

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"let yourself go, jungwon"

those words seemed to live rent-free in the boy's head for the rest of the class. he had met you during one of his class exchanges, when he switched with someone else because his schedule didn't fit his work hours, causing him to miss class most of the time.

you guys were close, to say the least, but very different. jungwon was quiet, always in his own world or tending to his gardening club. you, on the other hand, were popular enough to be known by quite a few people.

the fact that some of his classmates had asked him for "tips" as soon as he walked in to his 9am class had him wondering if pulling an all nighter the day before was actually worth it. to his dismay, he found out he was not hallucinating when others asked the same question.

his friend, sunoo, told him about the rumors going around. apparently, some guys were gossiping with their girlfriends about how jungwon and that one girl who was always mean to him were actually dating.

it was true; he had to let go a bit. even his own friends had said so a million times, but coming from you? it was different. he sighed when class was dismissed, waving sunoo off with his hand. too much socializing had him tired, and hearing his name being whispered everywhere only added weight to his shoulders.

it was normal for the both of you to get lunch right after your first class. your schedules were similar, with your next class starting an hour later than his. you had always treated him the way you did, and he knew it was lighthearted. it went with how you were as a person, actually being quite friendly outside of college.

it just seemed easier to you to bother him because of his opposite personality. you showed your affection teasing him all the time, but truth to be told, you found him cute. mesmerizing even.

"hey, lover boy," you greeted, waving your hand in the air enthusiastically. jungwon only sighed, giving up on trying to stop you from calling him that. you had given him that nickname back when he told you the story of his first crush.

"can we just go get lunch? my head is pounding."

jungwon brushed past you, his shoulder slightly hitting yours as he walked by. you didn't think this would cause so much stress on him, so now you felt guilty to even accompany him to lunch.

-

the walk to the convenience store and back was quiet. jungwon seemed lost in his thoughts, his eyebrows furrowing every now and then. it seemed as if he was having a fight with himself. you checked your phone to see the time, realizing it was almost time for his class.

biting the inside of your cheek, you grabbed jungwon by the shoulder, stopping him in his tracks.

"look, im sorry if all of this made you uncomfortable, i'll try to fix every-"

you were cut off when both of his hands grabbed your shoulders, pulling you into a quick kiss.

"you want to see a lover boy? then you'll get a lover boy. we're dating after all, right?

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[seokgyuu]

TO DO: find a boyfriend - an enhypen social media au

being single for three and a half years all of your friends are tired of your constant whining. while your girlfriends want you to just get laid, your boy-friends, on the other hand, just think you should pick one of them to date. ignoring them all, you instead decide to try out a dating app to find your match.

pairing: enhypen hyung line x fem!reader, endgame to be decided.

genre: social media au, slice of life, comedy (more like my millenial/genz cusp stupid af humor), romance, angst, friends to lovers, loser!hyung-line basically.

featuring: enhypen, unnie line of lsrfm, nicholas of &team, txt have special cameos

warnings: suggestive themes, cheating, alcohol usage, possible smut (undecided, if i end up writing smut it will be marked as such) nevertheless: MDNI!, swearing, possible typos lol

taglist: open! (if you want to be added shoot me an ask or reply to this post 🤍)

started: 17th january 2024

updates: whenever i feel like it lol

ended: tba

profiles: original girly pops - profiles: heeseung haterz

chapter one: hunger games vs pitch perfect chapter two: why are you bringing booze to a movie night chapter three: just my gran's birthday party chapter four: have you ever asked a cat for it’s number? chapter five: nightviews chapter six: too many adult novels chapter seven: that could be a red flag chapter eight: soft launch? chapter nine: sweetheart chapter ten: WITH THE SOUND ON chapter eleven: who says riki is right? chapter twelve: sos chapter thirteen: please get a grip

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[niki-phoria]

THE FIRST TIME I'VE EVER SEEN LOVE AND THE LAST I'LL EVER NEED

pairing: jungwon x gn!reader genre: fluff word count: 409

notes: reader wears lipstick, inspo from that one tiktok trend lol, happy birthday wonie <3

you can feel the heat of jungwon’s blush against your fingertips as you cradle his face in your hands; the colour of your lipstick nearly blends into his flushed skin. “hold still,” you murmur, resisting the urge to laugh once again as jungwon continues to squirm. 

“i’m sorry,” he chuckles. his eyes shine as he smiles brightly, settling beside you once again. “it tickles.”

you turn to glance in the mirror across from you, using the opportunity to reapply the colour to your lips. little smudges against the corners of your mouth match the lipstick marks decorating jungwon’s face and neck. 

“this was your idea, you know,” you tease. jungwon’s smile grows when you wrap your arms around his shoulders, pressing yet another fleeting kiss to his cheek, just beneath his eye.

his laughter lingers in the room as you reach over to grab your phone, quickly opening your camera and propping it up against a nearby cup. jungwon shuffles across the couch next to you, gingerly wrapping his arms around your waist and propping his head against your shoulder.

you startle slightly when he leans in, pressing a chaste kiss against your neck. he moves so quickly you almost miss it entirely, had the evidence not been there in the form of a small smirk tugging at the corners of jungwon’s lips and a blush that threatens to crawl up to his ears. 

“are you ready?” he murmurs, relishing in the way your embarrassment mirrors his own.

turning to face jungwon once again, you can’t help but study his features. the universe seems to spread impossibly throughout his dark eyes. without the thick layer of makeup that usually coats his skin, you can see all of the “imperfections” that make him human. a hint of your lipstick mixes into the natural pink of his lips; the colour making them somehow even more inviting. 

a few more moments pass before you hum softly. “you’re missing something.” 

all of jungwon’s questions die on his tongue when you lean in. the soft gasp that catches in his throat makes you smirk against his skin. the stain the kiss leaves is deeper than the others; a faint mark of your lips against his skin now lingers. “there,” you murmur, nonchalantly turning back to readjust your phone’s camera angle. “now we’re ready.”

jungwon chuckles beneath his breath, leaning in to pull you into one final chaste kiss. “let’s make one of you next.”

notes (cont): mini apology fic for disappearing, i have no excuse i was just depressed lol this is not proofread so pls forgive any mistakes !!

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[jakesaverse]

ECHOES OF YESTERDAY | JAKE SIM (PREVIEW)

Synopsis: On her 21st birthday, Y/n wakes up overwhelmed by guilt and sorrow. It’s not just her birthday; it’s also the third anniversary of her high school boyfriend Jake’s tragic death. Surviving the accident that took Jake’s life, Y/n is haunted by memories of their love and the future they lost. In a moment of desperate longing, she makes a wish to see Jake again and is miraculously transported back in time to when Jake was alive. However, she finds that Jake now hates her, adding a new layer of pain and confusion. Determined to change his fate and earn his tolerance, she resolves to do everything in her power to ensure he escapes death this time.

Pairing: Jake x Reader

Authors notes: As it says at the top of the page, this is just a preview as I’m still currently finishing it up. Feel free to let me know if you are interested in being on the taglist by sending an inbox message or commenting below!

MASTERLIST

You sat on your bed, clutching a worn-out photo of Jake, your fingers tracing the edges of his smiling face. Tears streamed down your cheeks, each drop a painful reminder of the love you had lost. "I miss you so much, Jake," you whispered, your voice breaking. "Why did it have to be you?"

The weight of the past three years pressed heavily on your chest, suffocating you with the memory of the accident. The screeching tires, the shattering glass, and Jake's lifeless body haunted you every waking moment. You had survived, but at what cost? The guilt gnawed at your soul, leaving you hollow and broken.

As the clock struck midnight, marking your 21st birthday, you closed your eyes tightly, your heart aching with a desperate longing. "I just want to see you again, Jake. Please, just one more time," you pleaded, your voice barely a whisper.

When you opened your eyes, you were no longer in your room. You found herself back in your high school hallway, surrounded by the familiar sights and sounds of a time long past. Your heart pounded in your chest as you spotted him—Jake, alive and well. The sight of him brought a flood of emotions, a mix of joy and unbearable sorrow.

"Jake?" You called out, your voice trembling with hope and fear.

He turned to face you, but the look in his eyes was not one of love or recognition. It was a cold, distant stare that pierced your heart. "What do you want, Y/n?" he snapped, his voice dripping with bitterness.

Your breath caught in your throat, and you felt as if the ground had been ripped out from under you. This wasn't the Jake you remembered. This Jake despised you, and you had no idea why. The pain of his rejection was almost too much to bear, but you couldn't give up. Determined to change his fate and win back his trust, you vowed to do whatever it took to make things right and ensure he escaped death this time.

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[ikeubi]

so highschool ── sjy [심 재윤]

○ﾟ˖ ⊹  “you know how to ball, i know aristotle”

pairing.   soccer player!jake   x   academic!fem!reader

genre.   fluff, established relationship, highschool au, non idol au

warnings. they share like, one kiss 😭 i don’t think there’s any other warnings needed besides that

The clock ticked lightly in the silence of the library as you and your study group went over the results of your history midterm.

You scored a 91.

Not bad, you thought. But nonetheless, you knew you could surpass that. So here you were, quietly going over your answers.

This went on for a good hour. The only sounds audible being the occasional sigh your co-study group member let out, the clicking of pens, and the motion of circles, lines, X-s, being scribbled onto the test papers.

The study session was peaceful and silent, which was the regular theme these meetings contained. But every once in a while, that silence would he disrupted by none other than Jake Sim, your boyfriend.

Today’s session just happened to be ‘every once in a while’.

The bell hanging from the library’s entrance dinged, which you didn’t think too much of until the familiar sound of scuffling and squeaking cleats made your ears perk up.

“Y/n!” Jake said rather loudly, causing the people present in the library to erupt in a bunch of ‘shh’-s.

The tips of your ears and your cheeks started to turn into a light shade of pink in slight embarrassment as you earned a bunch of stares from your study group.

Though that embarrassment faded away as soon as you turned around and as your gaze met Jake’s.

His look of confusion while looking for you faded into a wide smile once he spotted you, immediately making his way to your spot.

A big smile, though not nearly as big as his, crept up to your face at this — his presence seemed to put you in a trance as you abandoned the pile of papers and pens sprawled out on your section of the large table in order to meet him halfway.

Once you were at arm’s length, Jake pulled you into a tight hug.

You immediately hugged him back.

“Hi, Yun,” you greeted him.

The use of the nickname caused the boy to hug you even tighter (if it was even possible).

“Hi baby,” he replied cheerfully, planting a kiss on the top of your head before pulling back and glancing at your study group’s table. “I take it you’ve been studying well?” he asked once his gaze shifted back to you, taking both of your hands in his.

You hummed in reply. “Yep, we’ve been reviewing our History midterm for a while,” you told him as he rubbed his thumb against your hand.

“I’m sure you did well, what’s there to review?” he replied in a slightly joking manner.

“You know how I am with reviewing. But what about you, how did training go? I thought it ended at four?” you asked while glancing at the wall clock that read 2:17 pm.

He grinned widely, his expression carrying a tone of light mischief. “It’s our ten minute break right now, and I missed you and maybe wanted to somehow convince you to leave your study session early and support me while I train?” he said.

All you could do was laugh. “You didn’t have to go all the way here just to try and convince me. I would’ve gone if you messaged me about it,” you replied.

“I wanted to see your face immediately,” he said with a smile while tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. He was seemingly proud of what he deemed to be a romantic gesture.

That made you ponder for a while. “Mhm. Logically speaking, if you messaged me to go to the field instead of going up here yourself, it would still be the same path and would take a similar amount of time when compared to how long you took getting here—” you rambled with furrowed brows.

Jake groaned. “I was trying to be romantic with that,” he grumbled, causing you to grin.

“I know,” you said before quickly pecking his cheek. “I just wanted to annoy you,” you added teasingly.

The brown haired boy gasped in faux shock before letting out a smile he couldn’t contain.

“Now let’s go, your ten minute break is ending soon,” you pat his shoulder before grabbing your stuff from your table and bidding your friends farewell. “By the way,” you started once you got back to your previous spot in front of him, Jake taking some of the papers from your hold to help you out. “Didn’t the five flights of stairs make you even more tired? You shouldn’t have gone when you’re tired enough from soccer practice—”

Your rambling (borderline scolding) was cut off as Jake gave you a short but sweet kiss.

“You should know by now that distance isn’t a worry for me if you’re at point B. Five flights of stairs or an entire marathon, it doesn’t matter as long as you’ll be at the finish line,”

And that was the truth.

Jake proved his words right constantly, though enough proof could be said through your dynamic.

He was the star soccer player, and you were the school’s academic overachiever. Two opposite points, but to the both of you, opposite was just a word rather than a gap in your relationship.

© ikeubi 2024

[luvhyun3]

YANG JUNGWON, blanket thief of the night ☆ (fluff, romance, gn!reader, wc: 504, warnings: mentions of kissing)

★ — in which jungwon doesn’t appreciate you stealing all the blankets at night, but manages to find a compromise that he’s sure will benefit you both.

Yang Jungwon found himself shivering for the fifth time in the night.

Your body laid next to his on the bed, sound asleep. He wondered how your unconscious self could snooze so guiltlessly after having once again snatched the blankets from his now freezing body.

He huffed, frustration bubbling in his chest over how hard it was to be angry at your peaceful face. You looked like an angel, the fluffy blankets you were swaddled up in your holy robes. Your eyes were closed, showing off your long, pretty eyelashes, and from your soft, slightly ajar lips came gentle snores, filling the otherwise silent space of the room. Indeed, you were a picturesque vision of tranquillity, sleeping away without a care in the world.

An angel was still a thief, however. And Jungwon was still very, very cold.

This was ridiculous, he thought. He’d never get any decent sleep at this rate.

He continued to gaze at your sleeping figure as he pondered. He knew that pulling the sheets from you would be a useless endeavour. It would only result in continuing the tug of war that had been happening the entire night. Should he grab another blanket? No. You’d probably steal that one too.

Jungwon sighed, forlorn. The cat print pyjamas covering his entire body did nothing to stop the biting cold from penetrating his skin, turning his flesh into ice. Everything he did to combat the glaciating of his body was in vain – no rubbing of his arms against his skin, curling up into a ball or violent shivering could stop the eventual frostbite he’d develop.

You, however, were probably so, so warm in comparison to him. Wrapped in stolen goods and aggravatingly unaware of his freezing form. And yet like the angel you are, you still somehow looked so sweet. So huggable.

Huggable….. Huggable?

Ah.

Jungwon may have found the solution to his dilemma.

Rolling over to your side of the bed, he gently made quick work of the blankets encasing your form, until they were evenly spread around both of your bodies. The commotion caused you to finally stir awake, eyes half-lidded as you regarded Jungwon sleepily.

“What are you doing?” Grogginess clung to your voice as you spoke.

Jungwon shushed you as he snaked his arms around your waist.

“You’re so cold….” you whined drowsily as you felt him pull you flush against him.

“I wouldn’t be so cold if you hadn’t kept stealing the blankets.”

Jungwon felt relief flood into his veins. He could feel himself finally start to defrost as he held himself against your warm frame.

“Now go to sleep,” his voice had now lowered to a whisper as he felt himself finally begin to drift off.

You simply hummed, responding with a short ‘sorry’ before snuggling further into him, face smushed against his chest, once again succumbing to sleep.

Jungwon fought the urge to roll his eyes and opted to instead kiss your temple with a smile, before finally entering the land of the dreaming.

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[ethereal-engene]

hey tayo? but that's appa!

pairing: enhypen!husband maknae line x fem!reader

genre: slice-of-life, husband/father AU, fluff, and attempted humor // warnings: none

summary: how I think the maknae line would react to you showing your kid’s (like the kid is yours and his) hey tayo/billy poco

word count: ~1.5k

note: THANK YOU THANK YOU so much to anon who requested this! I’m sorry for the long wait 😭 I hope you enjoy this <3 your message made my day so much when I got it!! // hyung line ver

Sunoo

You’re in the living room with your child as they watch tayo the little bus on the tv

It’s been a long day with them running around and playing pretend with them. Oh and of course, they spent a lot of time running away from you while trying to put on their clothes

They bring you lots of joy but it can still be tiring

So you settle for some tv time before nap time and you’re on the brink of falling asleep until you hear a familiar tune start to play that instantly wakes you up

It’s the one and only billy poco music video

You hold in your laughter and watch your child’s reaction to it and they have stars in their eyes

They 100% recognize their dad and is having the time of their lives right now

Sunoo is in the other room and when he hears it, he smiles and walks over to y’all

Seeing his child dance to this song makes him really happy and his heart full

So he starts showing his kid how to do the dance and sing his lines

Even goes as far to pick them up and spin them around while singing

“Appa! Appa! You met tayo and his friends?? What were they like? Please tell me so I can tell all of my friends how cool my dad is!!” They excitedly take a seat when sunoo sets them down

Sunoo gently shhhs them and making a motion to calm down

“To answer your question love bug, I did meet them and they were all so friendly and kind. If you promise me to be kinder to mommy and help her out by listening to her, I’ll make sure you get a special gift from tayo! Can you do that for me, love bug?” Sunoo asks while staring at them

They nod so much that you worry their head is gonna roll off. Not long after, they go over to you and apologize for running away earlier

You tell them it’s okay and that you accept their apology

“Now, can we please play the song again?? I really like appa’s voice, it’s so pretty!”

Handing him the remote, he replays it and sits next to you. Sunoo gently lifts your head up so he can move his arm through you & then places your head onto his arm

So your neck is more comfy and you smile at each other

Watching your little bundle of joy enjoy this song is a great memory and one that you both won’t forget

It fills his heart with pride and happiness that he was able to have made something for his kid to appreciate growing up

Bonus, the kid got a happy birthday message AND a message from tayo & his friends telling them that they love them and they should be listen to their parents

Jungwon

As far as I can tell jungwon seems to be pretty chill about singing hey tayo or billy poco

So much that he’s actually the one showing your kid(s) the music video

(gotta switch up the scenario for wonnie🥺)

He’s teaching them the lyrics and how to sing it

Not even gonna lie, you thought you were just hearing things as you were in another room doing another chore for the house

But then as you listen, you recognize that he’s really playing the song that you’re hearing

Curiosity gets the best of you and take a peek out of the door to see them

Your heart melts as you watch them play with jungwon

Trying to dance and sing like their dad 🤧

Jungwon has no shame in his career, even if he had to sing some kid songs

He lets them sing it to him, despite it being off-key

Sooner or later, you join them and ask them if they recognize their “appa”

Not even taking a moment to think, they point to jungwon

“Appa looks like an agi here. He was so cute, but I love appa now too! Appa, how come you met Tayo before I was born?? You could have taken me.” They pout and sulk a little when they remember this fact about their dad

Jungwon looks at you for help but you gesture it’s your probelm not mine

“Oh sweetheart, if I had known you wanted to come I would have brought you. Don’t worry, next time I get to meet Tayo, I’ll bring you with me, is it okay?” He asks them while holding them up in air

“okay okay!! YAY!! Appa you’re the best! Now let me down please!” And of course, jungwon obliged to the request

Not long after, they get tired and you put them down for nap time

Heading over to where Jungwon is, you tell him “Honey, that was a good save there. Sorry I couldn’t help you out, but I honestly wanted to see what’d you say.”

You plant a small kiss on cheek after finishing your sentence and drag him to the couch to nap

“I can’t believe you let fend for myself back there but I gotta say having quick wits and thinking is just a skill I learned from being a leader.”

He places your head on his chest and gives you a forehead kiss before napping with you

Ni-ki

It’s not that Ni-ki hates billy poco or hey tayo, it’s just notttt what he really expected to be doing when he became an idol

Anyways let’s get to the story

You, the kid, and Ni-ki were out and about

Probably shopping at the mall and stopped by a kids shop

The kids shop has a tv on and it’s playing hey tayo

Before Riki even registers it, his child is watching the TV screen with a dazed look on their face

They look at the TV screen and then back to their dad (and repeat the process for a few times)

Riki still hasn’t registered it until his kid runs up to him asking him about it

He is confused as ever like where and how did they learn about this

Riki wanted to pretend it didn’t exist 😭

Before he gets any questions out, you point to the screen and his eyes just pop

He feels like his world is falling apart (he’s so dramatic)

Legit drops down to his knees and hands on his head

Your child thinks they did something wrong and starts to get worried

Runs over to their dad and hugs him

“I’m sorry if I made you sad otōsan . I just wanted to know if you were the same guy on the screen. I didn’t mean to make you cry, please don’t be sad!”

You lovingly smack Riki on the back of the head. MAKING YOUR KID CRY LIKE THAT??

“Riki, if you don’t get your butt up, I’m going to give you something to actually cry about. And bubba, don’t worry. Otōsan isn’t sad, he’s just not happy but don’t worry, we’ll make it all better!”

Slightly scolding him, you gesture him to explain to their child about this

He wipes their tears away and hugs them tightly back.

“Oh bubba, no no. You didn’t make me sad. I was just shocked that this song was still playing. Please don’t cry, I’m sorry for making you feel that way earlier. Yes, I’m in the video, a long time ago I filmed a video and song for tayo and his friends. I’ll tell you more about at home, is that okay?”

They hug him back and nod. “It’s okay otōsan, I still love you and I think you look the coolest! Especially when you had your moment with dancing. Can you teach me how to do it?”

Riki nods and kisses them on the head

“Now let’s get back to shopping!” He says before dragging them around the store and playing with them

Before y’all leave the store after checking out, the employee shyly asks for his signature in which he accepts but cringes when he realizes it’s on a tayo product 😭

You are for sure never letting him forget about these songs for tayo and baby shark. You laugh a bit hard when you see what he has to sign

On the bright side, Riki still feels like he’s on top of the world with his kid reassuring him he looks the coolest (even if it’s a kids song)

thank you so much again to the anon who requested this <3 happy holidays and I hope everyone has a safe new years!!

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[hoonzsn]

NEXT TIME — in where lee heeseung keeps getting rejected by the only girl he is interested in at the club.

##PAIRING— player heeseung x flirtatious yn

;;WARNINGS— suggestive. I think that’s all!! if there’s anymore please do tell me <3

%%WORDCOUNT— 0.8k

HEESEUNG had been sitting in his seat for quite some time now. The loud bass music blared from the loud speakers that were across the room. He looked around at the girls clinging onto him as he seemed disinterested in the conversation.

He slowly leaned back on the club’s sofa, wiggling slightly to get comfortable as he nodded every now and then to make it seem like he was listening when in reality, he wasn’t.

His attention was caught by the fascinating woman standing and laughing along with some people he assumed were her friends around 5 meters away. She seemed as if she had been enjoying herself, unlike heeseung.

Her hair swayed with each movement she took to match the beat of the song. He had been staring, far too much for his liking. Yet he couldn’t help it. There was just something about her that made him want more.

One of the girls heeseung had been sitting with noticed he’d been looking at her and decided to point it out, snapping him out of it.

“Why do you keep looking at her?” She’d asked, sounding pretty jealous from her harsh tone. Heeseung glanced at the girl, rolling his eyes as he responded, “None of your business.” Which caused her to seem more frustrated.

“I’ll be back soon.” He had said, initiating for the girl to get off of his lap. He stood up, brushing his pants off before confidently striding toward her with his shoulders back and hands in his pocket. Stopping right behind her.

He raised his hand, tapping his cold fingers on her bare shoulder to draw her attention to him instead. Which successfully worked.

Yn turned around, confused, looking at the tall, slender man in front of her. As she tilted her head to the side, drink in one hand, sipping on it. Heeseung looked at her, a small smirk evident on his face.

“What’s your name?” His voice sounded dark. Her eyes examined his quite handsome face, as a polite smile formed across her lips.

“Yn, you?” She returned the question, leaning her elbow on the bar table as she put down her drink. “Heeseung. Nice meeting you.”

His voice had smoothly come out, almost like honey. She had gulped, biting her bottom lip as she replied back. “So.. What brings you here, heeseung?” Causing a light chuckle to leave his lips.

“I couldn’t bring myself to not talk to such a gorgeous woman. That would be just wrong of me.” He looked at her up and down, licking his lips as his eyes reached up back to hers.

She rolled her eyes jokingly, a smile plastered on her lips.

“Care for a drink?” He asked, sitting down on the bar stool beside her. She nodded her head with a short shrug, not really caring. ‘A free drink is a free drink’ she had told herself.

She sat down after him, watching him talk with the bartender for a bit as he spoke about what drinks the two of them wanted.

A few minutes passed before two martinis were placed in front of the both of them. Yn thanked the bartender as she picked up her drink to take a sip.

“Do you have a boyfriend?” He asked, swirling his drink before taking a sip, nonchalantly. Yn coughed, almost spitting out her drink as she was caught off guard. She took a tissue from the tissue box, dabbing on her chin. “No. What makes you say that?”

“Hm..” He hummed out. “just had to make sure before I made any moves.”

She laughed. This was the first time he heard her laugh, and he swore it was like he was hearing angels singing in his ears. His heart almost stopped for a second, staring at her as the party lights shined on her glowy skin. “Your laugh is cute,” He complimented, finding himself also smile.

Catching her off guard yet again, she shook her head. Her hand made its way up to put some strands of hair behind her ear. Heeseung leaning in to do the same as he touched her hand.

They stared at each other for a few seconds, time stopping as she felt her heart almost thumping out of her chest. She had gulped down, their eye contact never wavering.

“You wanna get out of here? Maybe do something else?” His voice lingered in her ear as he whispered ever so lowly to her. His hand still on hers. “Like what exactly?” She asked, curiously.

“You know..” He hinted. His hand slowly making its way down to her thigh to push down her skirt that was riding up.

A small laugh emitted from her, causing him to look at her with his eyebrow raised in amusement.

“I have to go,” She smiled, getting up from the seat as she took her purse that was sitting on the table in her hand. “Nice meeting you, heeseung.” She turned around, almost about to walk off before he grabbed her wrist, turning her back around.

“Can i at least have your number?” He spoke, slight desperation evident in his tone. A smile on her face as she looked into his eyes.

“Maybe next time,” She said cheekily, turning back around in her heels as this time, she successfully walked away to the exit with a dumfounded heeseung left.

AN — HI BABES i had sm fun writing this omg the way that i got the idea to write this by listening to the boys by girls generation is so funny😭 anyways thanks my bae zuri for giving me motivation to finish this😁

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[taes-kookie-blog]

IMAGINES - If Enhypen was Sexist

Enjoy~ just an imagine darlings!

SUNGHOON

he'd keep quiet around women, not speaking to them

if a woman spoke to him, he'd turn away

if someone confronted him, he'd just say something like 'aish, i'm busy' and leave

nonconfrontational sexist

mostly express his thoughts to the members, not directly

-

HEESEUNG

similar to sunghoon, but more vocal about it

when female staffs make a mistake, he'd scold them, while when male staffs make a mistake he'd laugh it off and comfort them

he'd constantly make sexist jokes, but if confronted call people out for being sensitive

sees women as below him but makes it all out as a joke, telling female staffs they should make them lunch instead of filming etc, things like 'do u even know how to record? it's this button here'

-

SUNOO

gets away with it by being cute

makes fun of female idols aegyo with the members, saying he can do it better

rolls his eyes whenever a woman speaks to him

if confronted, plays it off by saying things like 'what, me? i could never say/do that!'

only allows male staffs to assist him, do his makeup/hair, etc

doesnt let females touch any of his things

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JAKE

holds back laughter everytime a woman speaks to him

passive sexist, hides it

when he buys gifts for women, it's always something like perfume, skincare, etc; trying to imply they smell bad etc (like when he bought perfume for two fans)

before doing something he always asks a woman what he should do, then makes sure to do the opposite

stares at womens foreheads while they speak to him to make them feel insecure

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JAY

sees women as objects

picks out female idols and/or staffs and plays smash or pass with the members

likes to compliment women, but always adds a snarky comment, eg 'your dress is beautiful, but it's not fitting for your body type'

mansplains everything

sees to it that all female stylists are fired, 'you have no idea what men wear'

sees virgins as prudes, but others as sluts

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JUNGWON

gets annoyed and impatient quickly when a woman speaks to him and cant hide it

makes them second guess themselves, always saying things like 'that's not right' 'are you sure' etc

uses his leader card often when he's called out, saying things like 'our schedule is tight, we need to be more efficient'

when women are talking to him, he goes on his phone

always has to have the last word

purposely knocks things over (etc) around female staffs, but if a male staff tries to pick it up he does it himself

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NIKI

unlike jake, he outright laughs when women are talking to him

doesnt hide his opinions, he'll always tell women they look bad etc

says things like 'your breath stinks' etc when it doesnt because he finds it funny

gaslighting master

tells women they need to lose weight, then gives fake dieting tips like 'you need to eat 3000 calories for 2 weeks to restore your metabolism' 'drink a shot of olive oil before and after every meal'

like he did to sunoo, tells women that they look like wild boars or resemble baymax

rates every women he sees

Hope u enjoyed~

[ghostiiess]

“you’re the best gift i have ever received”

synopsis: while you’re trying to wrap your christmas gifts, your boyfriend jake knocks on your door and surprises you with a gift

warnings: none, petnames (princess, babe, and baby), mention of kisses (not makeout), i think that’s all? let me know if there’s more!

type: fluff

wc: around 850 (i think)

member: jake from enhypen x female reader

author’s note: i am in love with jake’s and hoon’s collab with tiffany & co…. so i added it into the imagine, i hope you guys will like it!!

reblogs and likes are really appreciated!

english's not my main tongue.. sorry if i made any mistakes!

Wrap, wrap, wrap. You were late... again.

Like every year, you procrastinated to put the wrapping paper on the gifts you bought for your family and loved ones. You loved buying the gifts, picking out the tags, choosing the wrapping paper, seeing the smiles on the faces of your family and friends when they opened the gifts, but you hated the time when you had to wrap everything and put the gifts in order. You found it long and boring, especially since your gift-wrapping skills were not the best and most beautiful.

If your boyfriend Jake saw you doing what you are doing now, he would probably laugh and tell you how adorable you are, trying to handle the tape and the wrapping paper at the same time. Unlike you, he wrapped gifts beautifully.

- Why is wrapping presents so hard?!

You sighed for the umpteenth time under the air of the festive songs you had put in the background, then looked at the gift you had just wrapped. How could a book be so difficult to wrap?

- Well... it's not too bad. After all… it's the gift that counts, not the wrapping.

You looked at the pile of gifts you had left. Just seeing the other gifts discouraged you. Again, you took the gift, that was meant for a family member, placed it on the paper, and took a deep breath.

- You only have six left, you can make it Y/N! you said to encourage yourself.

At the same time, there was a knock at your door. You weren't expecting a visit today, but you guessed that it was probably your boyfriend, who liked to make surprise visits from time to time. You opened the front door and let the cold wind and snow enter your house.

- Hii! said your boyfriend Jake with a big smile on his face, as he walked into your house and kissed you on the cheek. I have a special delivery for you!

- A special delivery? you asked as you closed the door behind him.

Your boyfriend nodded and handed you a bag, running his ringed hand through his dark brown hair.

- Coming straight from the North Pole! It's not your Christmas present, but I really couldn't wait! he smiled. I really wanted you to wear it before Christmas Eve at my family's house.

- How many non-Christmas presents will I get? you laughed. I thought we had to go easy on the presents this year... and this is the third one! I really appreciate it, but... I don't want you to spend all your money on me, baby.

He laughed.

- Yeah, but... Don't I have the right to spoil my girl during this festive season? Besides, it's so fun and cute to see you all happy afterwards.

He kissed your forehead, then said:

- Open it, I want to see your reaction.

You nodded your head, then gently removed the red tissue paper that decorated the white bag. You took the small wrapped gift and removed the red wrapping paper from the box, revealing a small turquoise box inside. You could recognize the brand just by the color, due to the promotion Jake and his best friend had recently done with Tiffany & Co.

- Jake... Is this really what I think it is?

- Open it and you'll see! He replied with a grin.

You opened the small turquoise box and saw a silver necklace, with a small heart-shaped pendant, that opened to reveal your and Jake's anniversary date of dating. You couldn't help but smile.

- Jake... It's so beautiful, I love the detail of our birthday in the little heart...thank you so much! I love it so much, you said, kissing him gently on this lips. Can you put it on me, please?

- It's nothing princess, you deserve it! he replied, putting the necklace around your neck.

- How is it? you said, turning back to face him

Jake put his right hand over his mouth to hide his smile and couldn't help but giggle a little. His hand slipped to his heart, you could almost see sparks in his brown eyes.

- Baby, you are sooo beautiful. It suits you so well, omg… Come here.

He placed his lips against yours, then gave you another smile.

- I knew I had made the right choice with this necklace. To be honest, I ordered one too and I thought we could both have matching necklaces. I think we could look really cute and beautiful wearing them together. What do you think? before you could answer, he continued. Wait! We could even have matching rings! I think I saw some that went with the necklace. Omg, we'be so cute!

You took him in your arms, laughed softly, and then nodded to confirm his idea of matching necklaces. You pulled away from the hug, then went on with what you wanted to say:

- Thank you so much baby. I also wanted to give you a gift today, but all of your gifts are in transit. They were supposed to arrive today, but there was a delay in shipping and delivery, and I won't get them for another two days but…

Not letting you finish your sentence, Jake placed his lips on yours, then pulled away from the kiss while placing his left hand on your right cheek.

- Baby, you're the best gift I've ever been given. As long as I have you, I'm happy. And if I’m being completely honest, I don't want anything, except for us to grow old together.

Still a smile on his lips, your boyfriend looked at the messy pile of presents on your kitchen table. He knew you hated wrapping gifts.

- Need a hand?

- Please.

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[glitterjay]

ENEMIES TO LOVERS | 이희승.LHS

summary: heeseung finds himself drawn to the girl he initially clashed with. two competitive rivals notice the sparks that fly every time they encounter each other. beneath the surface of their hatred lies a hidden chemistry drawing them closer despite their efforts to resist. could love possibly fire up from sparks?

genre: feuding families, a little bit of everything (smut, fluff, angst), enemies to lovers

warnings: will contain smut, heeeseung and reader are in their late 20s, more to be added.

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lee incorporated, one of the biggest companies to rule the world, was now facing trouble with its sales—something never seen before in the many years the company has been in operation.

its success had been ongoing throughout the years, making it impossible for new competitors to even make it as such—until the last few years.

the feud between the two companies had been going on publicly, only adding to the sales of each one as well as increasing their popularity.

heeseung didn't understand why the other company seemed never to give up and, in fact, kept shooting up in sales before his very eyes. his family was counting on him to keep the legacy of lee incorporated, but he was beginning to think it was impossible.

throughout the last year, you've been meeting up with different investors who seem to be interested in having some kind of connection with your company. you've also had the opportunity to be in the same room as heeseung, the future owner of your competition.

it was evident how frustrated he would get when an investor would set up a meeting with the both of you, thus making it easier for them to see which company would be the better option. his eyes shot glares at you every time, as if every look was a dagger thrown straight at your back.

that was the case now. both of you stood side by side as you gave a presentation as to why the investors should choose one over the other. you were both professional enough to keep it calm but couldn't help glaring at each other from time to time.

"thank you for your time, both of you. we will be reaching out to the candidate we like most, and we wish the other party the best of luck."

both of you bowed politely until the meeting room was empty, leaving only the two of you in the room. you sighed, taking a seat in one of the chairs that had been occupied moments ago.

"if you're that tired, just give up," heeseung said, fixing the sleeves of his white button-down.

you scoffed, grabbing a fistful of hair to tie it into a bun. "as if."

every encounter ended almost like this. sometimes you would exchange more than two words; other times you would bicker until someone else caught both of your attentions; or sometimes you wouldn’t say anything at all, one of you walking out of the room right away.

there was a spark you felt between the both of you that only lit up in such moments. heeseung felt it, too. but it was only normal to feel such hatred when your enemy is in the same room as you.

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[seokgyuu]

growing up with heeseung, jay and sunghoon you never once imagined them being anything more to you than your childhood best friends - and to some extent you're correct: they remain your gross boy best friends up until college, when suddenly things start to feel different. with all of them.

✧ heeseung x fem!reader, jay x fem!reader, sunghoon x fem!reader ✧

✧ childhood friends to lovers, fake dating trope, college setting, story begins in childhood and leads us through all the important phases ✧

✧ this work contains: intended lowercase, poor tries at comedy, simp!hee, simp!hoon & simp!jay as well as very oblivious reader, jake as the first ever boyfriend, hanni, chaewon and beomgyu have a cameo ✧

✧ warnings! mentions of bullying, smut (MDNI), more to be added if needed. ✧

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teaser

the principal's office could really use an interior designer, you think. or just a whole renovation at this point. the ceiling is showing signs of leakage, there is paint peeling off the walls behind the desk. and the desk itself, jeez, principal higgs should have gotten rid of it ages ago, you keep telling him!

“how many visits will that be for the week?” he doesn’t even look up from whatever he was writing as he says this. you shift on your seat and look to your left where jay is tapping his fingers on the armrest of the uncomfortable chair and heeseung next to him is just staring at the principal’s receding hairline. meanwhile sunghoon to your right is silently plotting your death.

since none of the boys speak up, you clear your throat.

“the fourth, sir,” you say with a smile you think is charming but it actually isn’t. principal higgs sighs and puts his pen down as well as his glasses, massaging the bridge of his nose.

“thank you, miss y/l/n,” he replies, “and how many more times are you planning to sit in these horribly uncomfortable chairs this week?”

“none, sir,” you continue, the smile still playing on your lips. the older man behind the desk closes his eyes for a second.

“you say that every time and yet here we are again. so, what did you do this time? did you accidentally fall and hit mr. park in the face again?” he looks at jay, who rolls his eyes at the reminder, “well, he doesn’t look like he got a black eye. so, what is it?” 

when even you don’t respond, avoiding the principals eyes as he opens them again and the boys are all hopeless cases anyways, mr. higgs takes a deep breath and puts his glasses back on. 

“fine. let’s see,” he pulls on the stack of papers he has gotten from his secretary and looks at it with his lips pursed. all four of you shift on your seats now.

“alright then. mr. lee, as it seems you… put several worms in mr. sim’s locker?” higgs eyebrow pierces up and heeseung coughs. 

“and mr. park, jay, you… sabotaged mr. sim’s chair so that he fell on to his backside and then told him to “go suck it”?” jay snorts, still tapping against the armchair and not looking at the principal. higgs takes a deep breath.

“mr. park, sunghoon,… you held out your leg for mr. sim to fall over… almost twenty-three times in one day.” 

sunghoon has to concentrate not to look too proud of himself.

“and finally, miss y/l/n. you yelled at mr. sim in front of your whole class, saying, and i quote “you’re a stupid asshat anyways, i hope you trip and break your butt, you ugly little worm”.” 

you smile innocently. 

“you also kicked him in the shins, as a grand ending gesture, as mrs. james was kind enough to write down for me.” 

he puts the notebook down and looks at the four of you.

“come on you guys, i know you like to play harmless pranks on teachers. like to make one joke too many in class. but this? if mr. sim’s parents hear about this, and they will, there could be consequences that even i can’t hold back.”

[niki-phoria]

Hey, I just wanted to say that you did the last request really nicely and it was so cute!

So if you have time, I want to do another request where enha is mad at their bf for any reason you can come up with (it can be petty or reasonable) and their bf apologizes in the sweetest ways (like cooking, gift giving, etc.)

- 🕊️

I WOULD GIVE UP HEAVEN IF I HAD TO

making up with enha after an argument !!

gn reader (no pronouns used)

HEESEUNG

“you could cut the tension with a knife.” you had always heard that saying, though it had never really registered as a real possibility until now. heeseung sits on the couch - only a few steps away from you - but it feels like oceans are separating you from each other. 

taking a deep breath, you let your shoulders relax as you prepare to swim across the ocean. to limit the insurmountable distance between you. to make things right.

“here,” you say, pushing a bowl of freshly made ramen across the table towards him. steam rises into the air and a small ring of condensation slowly begins to accumulate on the outside of the bowl. “i made you lunch.”

“thank you,” heeseung murmurs. he sets his phone down, turning to face you - his silent way of giving you all of his attention. 

“i’m sorry i snapped at you,” you continue, pulling your knees up to your chest. heeseung glances over at you, silently waiting for you to continue. “i was just… worried about you. i’m always worried about you. and i know i was wrong. i’m sorry.” 

“i’m sorry too,” heeseung says, reaching over to take your hand into his own. the feeling of his skin against your own calms your racing heartbeat. “i know why you worry. i promise i’ll try to do better.” 

JAY

you don’t know what to say. you’re not sure jay does either. an awkward silence hangs heavy in the air as you both quietly move throughout your kitchen - words just on the tip of your tongue but unwilling to be spoken into existence. 

nervously drumming your fingers against the side of the mug, you hesitantly slide the cup of hot tea towards jay. “here,” you murmur. your gaze remains trained on the steam slowly rising out of the top; your mind races as you try to think of what to say. 

jay accepts it with a grateful smile, wrapping his hand around the ceramic. the warmth feels good against his fingers. “i made you some tea to make up for last night,” you continue, finally building up the courage to look up at him. “and i bought some more honey. it’s in the cabinet - if you want it.” 

jay softly smiles in response. abandoning the mug on your kitchen counter, he slides out of his seat. his touch is gentle as he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you into a tight hug. you softly smile as you lean against his chest, letting comfort overwhelm your senses as you listen to his steady heartbeat. 

“i love you,” he whispers, pressing a kiss against your forehead. 

“i love you too.”

JAKE

it’s like you can feel the pressure mounding with each step you take. you anxiously twist the rose between your fingers as you stand in front of your apartment door, staring at the painted wood as if an answer will appear before your eyes. 

taking a deep breath, you let your shoulders slump in defeat as you quietly open the door. you can hear jake before you see him - his fingers clicking on the mechanical keys serving as an alarm to his location. slipping into the room, you make your way towards him until you’re standing beside his chair. 

“i brought you something.” your soft voice announces your presence as you set a flower on the desk beside him. yellow petals overlap with each other over and over again. jake looks up at you with wide, unblinking eyes. waiting. “it reminded me of you.” 

he softly smiles as he looks down at the rose. “thank you.” 

“i’m sorry,” you say, uncomfortably shifting on the balls of your feet from beside him. he can almost see your mind racing to think of the right words to say. your walk had given you enough clarity to calm down, but not a script to make it all go away. “about this morning.”

“i know.” jake softly smiles, gingerly setting the rose down once again. he reaches over, taking your hand into his own. “i am too.”

SUNGHOON

your side of the bed is empty - a fact that bothers sunghoon to no end. he frowns as he sleepily pushes himself to sit up, glaring at the space where your body was when you fell asleep the night before. your bedroom feels eerily silent without your whispered jokes in the morning or music blasting through your speakers while you make breakfast. 

the floor is cold against his bare feet as sunghoon slowly makes his way through your shared apartment, bitterly resenting himself for letting such a petty argument go so far. 

he freezes when he turns the corner, being met with the familiar sight of you wandering around in the kitchen. your unstyled hair is still disheveled from your sleep. sunghoon’s heartbeat picks up when he recognizes one of his t-shirts hanging off of your frame. 

sunghoon’s footsteps are nearly silent as he slips into the kitchen, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind. he rests his head against the crook of your neck, smiling to himself when you relax into his arms. “morning, hoon.”

“good morning,” he hums, pressing fleeting kisses against your shoulder blades. 

“apology breakfast?” you offer, turning to face him. 

sunghoon softly smiles, leaning in to press a chaste kiss against your cheek. “apology accepted.”

SUNOO

silence. all you can hear is silence. it lingers in your apartment - filling your bedroom. daring you to speak. begging you to try. suffocating. sunoo lies in your shared bed beside you, but it feels like he’s miles away. his body is as stiff as a board; his eyes trained on his phone. 

turning to lay on your side to face him, you silently begin to study sunoo’s features. his eyes are tired - more than you’ve ever wanted to see them. he’s still frowning slightly. every part of his body is tense.

“sunoo,” you whisper. regret heavily stains each of your words. the other man doesn’t react - still mindlessly scrolling through the various social media apps on his phone. 

biting back another exasperated sigh, you reach over to take his hand into your own. you rub your thumb against the grooves of his knuckles. “i’m sorry,” you murmur. “i didn’t mean to hurt you. i was tired, and i know that’s not an excuse, but i promise i didn’t mean anything i said. you mean everything to me - i hope you know that. i’m sorry. i love you.” sunoo sets his phone aside, turning to face you. he intertwines your fingers together before squeezing your hand in response - silent acceptance. i’m sorry too. i love you.

JUNGWON

“can we talk?”

your words nearly make jungwon’s heart leap into his throat, regardless of how expected they were. a swarm of nervous butterflies fill his stomach and crawl up to his chest, threatening to cut off any words he attempts to say before he can think of them. 

jungwon watches your gaze scan his expression when he finally turns to face you. tired eyes meet his own; a soft frown is etched into your features. “of course,” he nods.

“i’m sorry.” you take a short breath, nervously playing with your fingers. “i didn’t mean anything i said- and i know there’s no excuse for hurting you, but… i need you know that i’m so, so, sorry. and i love you. i hope you can forgive me.”

jungwon swallows his fear, blinking stray tears out of his eyes. it feels like an eternity passes before he hesitantly reaches over to take your hand into his own. “i’m sorry too.” 

“wonie…” you whisper. you bring a hand up to cup his cheek, brushing a stray tear away. jungwon’s face flushes when you pull him into a hug, letting him cling to your body like you’re his only lifeline. and maybe you are. “i don’t deserve you,” you murmur, pressing a kiss against his forehead.

jungwon nuzzles himself even closer against your chest so his ear rests just above your heartbeat. “then i don’t deserve you either.”

NIKI

a shiver runs down your spine as another gust of wind blows past you, dropping the temperature even more. it’s a lonely night - only a few street lights illuminating your path back to the dorm. “it’s freezing out here,” you mumble, tugging the sleeves of your sweater over your hands.

“i told you to bring a jacket,” niki scolds, wrapping his hands around your own. he quietly sighs, slipping his heat pack into your hands and pulling you closer to his body as if his warmth will somehow transfer between you. “i still can’t believe you and jake-hyung ate the last packets of ramen.”

you chuckle, playfully shrugging him off of you. “i still can’t believe you dragged me to a convenience store in the middle of the night just to buy more.”

“well maybe if you hadn’t eaten the last packets-” he teases.  

“ki,” you cut him off, a half-hearted smile threatening to pull at the corners of your lips. your fingers curl around the collar of his t-shirt as you pull him closer. niki’s wide eyes meet your own for just a second before you lean in, pressing your lips against his. your touch is gone just as quickly as it was there, leaving him standing alone on the sidewalk with flushed cheeks and wide eyes.

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THE WORLD STAGE · yang jungwon

w : food mentions, implications of death

note : for my dear vie slash @koishua, a desensitized and inconsolable jungwon in return for a heeseung on the verge of insanity ( once again, i am loving these names ) i hope you like this even though this is nowhere near how you portray such subjects in your works.

“will we be able to hang out like this after your debut?” your voice was quick to reach his ears, traversing through the bits of summer as it had drifted lightly in the wind. golden highlights rest on your cheekbones, grape-fruit coloured sky embracing the city in its arms. your eyes had closed in satisfaction as the honey-vanilla flavoured ice cream melted against your tongue. 

“i’m not sure,” he had taken a bite off his popsicle, much to your amusement, before wiping a speck of your dessert from the corner of your mouth. “i can make time for you, as always,” 

and he remembers those moments quite well. jungwon remembers the way you looked away in silence, the way your hair flowed in soft waves as laughs emanated from your flustered grimace and spun in summer air. he remembers the way you fished out small bits of walnuts from the ice cream, the way melody his heart sung when his eyes met yours again, he remembers the chaste kisses that tasted of vanilla, the flavour still settles on his mouth like a sudden change in the weather. jungwon remembers the way you had taken his hands and promised to be at every concert, every fan-sign, every public event and, beyond, no matter where you were in the world. he remembers the fluttering promises that have now become strings of broken words, resting in his palms. 

it’s a stage and jungwon had pictured every moment of his life with you, a premeditated plot, a story that was bound to have a happy ending. with dreams in mind and a desire to reach the stars, you both walked the path together. the future was uncertain, but his hand was in yours, and his early teen years were spent in discovering new places and creating memories on spontaneous trips to nearby cities after school. when jungwon became a trainee, there was an image in his mind— him on the stage, your hands in his, the world stage. he imagines himself telling the world about you, his best friend, his lover, his beginning, middle, end and everything in between; and he wants to tell that a million hearts beat for him but his’ only ever beats for yours’, it’s a synchrony of melody and melancholy. he wants the universe to know about you because his love is louder than the sound of silence and secrecy. it’s overflowing and spilling all around, and he’s waiting for you to pick it up. 

“when you get famous, tell everyone that i was your biggest fan,” you had requested from the top of the climbing frame, winding rustling through your air as he watched you from down below, eyes squinted against the soft caresses of the setting sun. “don’t let anyone take my spot,” 

he remembers the way you had started referring to yourself in past tense, finding it rather amusing, unlike him, as if you had existed before time. while every step he took felt like a knife to his heart, you smiled widely, running through fields with arms wide open. you would enjoy the silvers of steam rising from your warm cups of coffee, jungwon would instead notice the way you had grown weaker. he remembers the little flowers of fears that gently broke from the buds and began to bloom the night his hand reached out to you, only to be met with cold sheets on the other side of the bed. he remembers the way your hands would cup his tear stained cheeks, a smile dancing on your lips, warmth oozing through your fingertips— a touch he wishes he could forget. 

jungwon sits in the balcony amidst the biting gusts of cold winds that arrive with changing seasons. he doesn’t know what to do with all this love now that you aren’t around. 

he swears, he feels your presence around in the kitchen of his dorm, behind the curtains in the living room, in the mirrors of the dance practice room on days he rests against the cold wooden tiles, succumbing to the thoughts of you. it’s okay, he feels you whisper in his ears, the words that water the flowers, and he drifts into sleep until someone wakes him up. it’s okay, was all you said every time he didn’t do well on tests, every time he failed to show up on dates due to schedules, every time he cried to you about his fears and every time he saw you walk away in his nightmares. jungwon would love you until your face is fogged by a distant memory, but you had made up your mind, and you were so ready to go.

yang jungwon stands on the world stage now, with a broken promise holding his heart together, hands full of dreams he has finally achieved and yet feeling so empty. yang jungwon is going to be in love with you, in silence and secrecy, for a lifetime and more. 

it’s not going to be okay for a very long time.

[ikeubi]

i bet on losing dogs 🕷 jake sim

📰 t͟h͟e͟ ͟o͟n͟e͟ ͟t͟i͟m͟e͟ ͟j͟a͟k͟e͟ ͟f͟a͟i͟l͟e͟d͟ ͟t͟o͟ ͟s͟a͟v͟e͟ ͟y͟o͟u͟.͟ spiderman!jake 𝔁 fem!reader  ╱ inspired by gwen's fall in tasm ; major angst, (descriptions of) character death, and overall the regular mcu warnings

Jake Sim never turns his back on a promise he's made.

When you first found out he was New York City's Spider-Man, he swore to you that he'd keep you safe from the dangers that came with being associated with his masked persona.

Out of all the promises he's made, that was the very last one he wanted to break.

Yet here he was.

The masked boy was high on adrenaline as he chased after the villain Goblin among the multitude of buildings in the city.

His energy was beginning to wear off until Goblin tilted his glider to the side for the shortest bit of time, which was more than enough for Jake to catch your hair peeking out along with the look of horror seen in your eyes as the villain's gloved hand kept you from screaming.

The vigilante swung past the buildings faster and faster.

One building.

Another.

And another.

This went on until his enemy maneuvered his glider to the top of a clock tower, Jake making his way up with great speed.

For whatever reason it may be, the Goblin just hovered merely a foot away from the masked hero's spot on the tower, his metallic green mask covering the glances he took at the overly daunting, deep inside of the structure.

Jake eyed his movements nervously and with hesitation, his gaze going back and fourth between you and the villain.

You felt the hand clasped against your mouth move to cup your cheeks as the man's laughter boomed.

"What are you waiting for, spider boy?" you heard him taunt as he moved your face from side to side.

Your gut filled with dread about what the Goblin had up his sleeve and shifted your gaze to the hero clad in red and blue.

Jake seemed to be sensing that something about to happen was even worse than the present situation as he shifted to a more alert position, eyebrows furrowed behind his mask.

"Come and get her," he continued before swiftly pushing you off his glider.

Jake's eyes widened as he immediately followed your trajectory into the tall clock tower. "No!" he screamed as the Goblin's menacing laughter echoed through the nearly hollow space.

Jake despises how time painfully slowed down in these moments. Your last moments.

He hated how everything was clearer, how he could focus on the horror displayed on your face and the tears falling from your eyes for a seemingly longer period of time as you plummeted through the tower.

But he could save you, right? He's done it a few times before, and not once has he failed. What makes this life and death situation any more different?

You wanted him to save you. But time wasn't in your favor, nor did it slow down. You didn't have the pleasure of thinking positively and only of what was overt. And you were quite sure of one thing.

Jake Sim couldn't save you this time.

Death never scared you. The only thing that did was the thought of no longer being able to have dreams for your future with Jake, as well as being able to live them.

You didn't want to start fearing the pain. And so you closed your eyes for just a moment, and thought.

You once heard that when you die, the brain stays active for a final ten minutes, letting you relive the most memorable moments of your life. It brought you comfort thinking that you'd get to see Jake smile for a final time, because it wasn't just a hunch──you knew that those last ten minutes would be a period of time that the boy you loved purely consumed.

And so you opened your eyes.

The wind whistled past your ear, and you had a feeling that sooner or later, you'd be reaching the bottom of the building.

You sent one last painful smile towards your masked lover and mouthed the words you knew he would need to hear.

It's okay. I love you.

Jake's eyes pricked with tears as he read the words coming from your lips.

Realizing his pace wasn't going to meet yours soon enough for him to use his arms to save you, he extended his web shooter wielding arm and prayed as he pushed his middle and ring fingers down on the button and as the web formula shot out and clung to your sweater.

Time returned back to its normal speed. Jake thought he saved you and subconsciously smiled to himself.

That was until he heard it.

Crack.

Jake's face dropped as he watched your body go limp under his web, mere inches away from the ground.

His hands trembled while he pulled the white string back to hold you in his arms as he landed on the ground.

He quickly took the mask off his head and scanned your face for the slightest of twitches, searching for a sign that you were still alive.

"Y/n," his voice trembled as he shifted on his knees, hand pushing your hair back before using two fingers to check the pulse on your neck.

"No," he muttered to himself after a few seconds, unable to find a pulse.

Teary eyed and refusing to give up, he reached for your wrist to try and see if he could feel the pumping of blood from there.

Still none.

Other wrist.

None.

Chest.

None.

Maybe he can check your breathing?

No. None.

Stop.

Jake pulled back slowly after it sunk in that you really weren't breathing, that you really didn't have a pulse, and that he was really unable to save you.

His eyes rimmed with tears as he watched the color drain from your face against the deafening silence of the night's aftermath.

"No," he shook his head before shaking your figure.

"Y/n, wake up,"

"Come on,"

"No you're not dead. You're not,"

A cycle of words of denial continued until the dam finally broke and his tears rolled down continuously.

His sobs echoed through the clock tower. He couldn't let any more words out. His chest hurt and so did his throat.

As he broke down for possibly the first time in his life, the only thing he could think to do was hug your figure.

He stayed like that until dusk turned to dawn.

You were the one person Jake would've traded the world for just to keep alive.

And he'd never forgive himself or never forget how he kept the world safe in return for your life.

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i may have gotten a little angst crazy with this one.....but i still hope it was good! writing this hurt a little though, lowkey :(.

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