#enha sunoo one shot

[geutori]

⠀ ⠀ 💭⠀ ⠀ /⠀ ⠀ MIDNIGHT FICTION

⠀ ⠀ 𝓢𝖸𝖭𝖮𝖯𝖲ℐ𝖲⠀ : ⠀ 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗌 ( 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 )。

⠀ ⠀ 김선우⠀ ⟡⠀ 𝒇 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ⠀ ⠀ 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗎 ⠀ ⠀ 𝟫𝟧𝟪 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 ⠀ ⠀ 𝗰𝘄. ⠀ 𝗇𝗈𝗇𝖾 ⠀ ⠀ 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲. ⠀ 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 @𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌��𝖿𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗇 !

floating.

it’s how you felt whenever the prince was around. the stars and moon shone brighter, the breeze was always perfect when the two of you chased each other in the field of flowers that neighbored your castle, everything moving as if it was something out of an old film.

tranquility reigned when prince sunoo visited from time to time, not bothering to indulge in his duties as heir to the throne and instead pining over you and your beauty, unbeknownst to you.

his foolishness would end with a scolding from his father and a sympathetic look from his mother, someone who understood how much he yearned for you, the princess. she was once in his shoes, longing for a prince she couldn’t have.

you, on the other hand, were wild and carefree. your parents never paid mind to what you did, hoping you spent your years well before being shoved into the light of the throne. it was obvious you were spending them well, chasing the one person that made your days feel like a dream. nothing could make them happier than seeing their daughter pursue the prince she adored so much.

your visits were never long, neither were his, but the two of you always made the most of it. sneaking off at midnight, frolicking in the flower garden that accompanied your respective castles. they always ended with the two of you resting beside each other under the biggest tree in your gardens, a feeling of peace washing over the both of you each time the two of you fell asleep watching the sun rise.

but one night — one wondrous night — the prince had planned such a marveling evening for you. not too long ago, he found secluded area near the lake that separated your kingdom from the others. ruins, adorned with overgrown vines and flowers, border the lake. it was beautiful, like something out of a dream. he knew it was the perfect sight to execute his plan.

and after much arguing with his father, he had convinced him to allow him to marry you. he couldn’t bear the thought of losing you to another prince, much less be married off to some princess that wasn’t you.

asking for your father’s permission wasn’t as hard as sunoo assumed it was; your father knew how much you loved sunoo, and being married to a prince like him guaranteed your endless happiness, which is the one thing he wanted.

that night, sunoo made sure that everything was to his standards — the perfect meal was prepped and lanterns were hung on anything that could possibly hold the lanterns. a beautiful silk blanket rested on the floor of the ruin, emulating a picnic blanket, your favorite treats lined and a basket full of food on top of it.

your maids helped you choose your best dress, well aware of the plan the young prince had. you, on the other hand, were oblivious to what was happening, under the assumption it was another family dinner that was set up out of the blue.

modeling the most magnificent dress in your closet, your father had walked you down to the spot sunoo shared with him. in a way, he wasn’t ready to marry off his only daughter, but knowing you were to be proposed to by the one prince he truly respects, his qualms were slowly dying down.

nothing could have prepared you for the dream-like setting, and nothing could have prepared you for how handsome sunoo looked.

your night was filled with laughter and food, sunoo gladly feeding you your favorite sweets. it was truly the most blissful night you experienced, but it would only become more precious as the night carried one.

as the sunset across the horizon and the two of you packed to head back to your castle, hoping to make it before night grew. to your astonishment the beloved prince got down on one knee, revealing the ring he had gotten, customized to your liking. it caused you to halt your movements, admiring how gorgeous it was, the ring glittering in the moonlight.

so many emotions crashed onto you; joy, surprise, but most importantly — love.

your love for him was stronger than any other force, and it only took this long for you to figure out how much you were truly enamored by him. the little things he did always brought you butterflies, and though at the time it didn’t make sense, it did now. you loved him like you loved no other.

and who were you to say no to prince sunoo?

delighted by the surprise, you nodded, holding your hand out for the prince. he gracefully slipped the ring onto your ring finger, kissing your hand then after. the gesture made you blush, to which he smiled triumphantly.

swiftly, he got up and pulled you towards him, his hands moving to rest gently on your waist.

“may i kiss you?” he would ask in a whisper, to which you nodded in response.

his cushion-like lips met yours, capturing them in a sweet kiss.

what a perfect way to end the night.

with a yawn, you closed the story book in your hands and perched it on your bedside table. your droopy eyes couldn’t stop themselves from fluttering shut as you brought your blanket to your chin, nuzzling into it.

as you drifted into a soft slumber, your mind replayed the scenes in the story book, a warm smile on your face as you dreamt of a prince just like the one in the fairytale.

© GEUTORI, 2024 ⠀/ ⠀my works are purely fiction and, in no way, reflect the idol as a person. please like and reblog if you enjoyed!

[stariekis]

daily update [jungwon.]

synopsis — random pics your boyfriend sends you during the day.

🍸 pairing : idol!jungwon + fem!reader . genre : fluff + suggestive (chats 2, 5 & 6 ; skip if you don't want to read them) . cw : pet names. + don't mind the hours on the chat

check my other works ₊⊹⁀➴ masterlist

uri's note — woni ver. is finally here ! hope you guys like it ): and thanks a lot for the support on the ni-ki one it means the world to me <3

other members : heeseung jay jake sunghoon sunoo jungwon ni-ki

taglist : @layzfy @laylasbunbunny (open ; send an ask to be added)

[lvzrii4]

꩜ .ᐟ LITTLE THINGS 이희승

— ✮⋆˙ heeseung x reader ✮⋆˙ fluff, established relationship, non-idol au ✮⋆˙ 0.7k wc ✮⋆˙ grammar errors

WHEREIN heeseung finds himself falling more in love with you every time you do the smallest things.

every little thing you did made heeseung’s heart race in ways he never thought possible. he always told himself he wasn’t the type to get caught up in the small details—but then you came along

it was the way you’d smile at him, that quiet kind of smile, like you knew all his secrets and still loved him anyway. the way your eyes crinkled at the corners when you laughed, the way they softened when you looked at him.

heeseung could get lost in your eyes—he had, so many times. 

heeseung was on his way home after you’d sent him out to buy a few things. as he walked past a small flower shop, the colorful display caught his eye. it instantly reminded him of you and the way you always lit up whenever you two visited one. 

“did you know daisies symbolize purity and innocence?” you’d say, rambling random flower facts while pointing to your favorites.  

he smiled to himself. it was one of the many reasons he fell for you—your curious mind and the way you turned even the simplest outings into something memorable.  

on the bus ride home, he overheard a group of friends saying their goodbyes. it reminded him of how you always waved at your friends with the sweetest smile before rushing over to him.  

heeseung couldn’t help but chuckle softly, looking down at his phone. your messages popped up on the screen.  

lovelove ❤️  

food’s almost cold!  

stay safe, i love you!  

oh yeah, i think i miss you already:(  

he laughed at the cute sticker you’d sent along with it. snapping a quick picture of himself on the bus, he texted back:  

my fav person ! 💞

on my way. don’t eat without me! :)  

when heeseung finally arrived home, you greeted him at the door, practically throwing your arms around him. “woah, easy there,” he chuckled, wrapping an arm around your waist.

your face was glowing, your eyes sparkling with sincerity, warmth, and love—the kind of look that made him fall in love with you all over again.  

“welcome home! oh, let me get these—thank you for buying them,” you said, pulling away to grab the bags from his hands. he watched you with a fond smile as you disappeared into the kitchen.  

“oh, and dinner’s ready!” you called out. “i also bought your favorite drink yesterday.”  

heeseung sat down at the dining table, resting his chin on his hand as he watched you move around the kitchen, chattering about your day. you pulled his drink from the fridge, placing it on the table with a proud smile.  

“oh, and yeah—” you paused when you noticed his silence. “everything okay?”  

heeseung blinked, his thoughts catching up. “yeah,” he said, smiling softly.  

you squinted at him as you sat down across from him, serving portions of food onto both plates. “you’re giving me that look again, hee.”

“what look?”  

“like you’re trying to manipulate me or something,” you joked, though your cheeks warmed under his gaze.  

he laughed at your playful tone, leaning forward to brush a strand of hair away from your face. “you’re funny. but you know what? you do the same thing to me all the time. your eyes, your smile… even the little things about you make me forget everything else.”  

your heart raced at his words, your cheeks now burning. “you’re being so dramatic,” you mumbled, suddenly shy.  

“i’m not,” he said, his voice soft but firm. “everything i said is true.”  

heeseung picked up his chopsticks and started eating like he hadn’t just turned your heart racing so fast it felt like it might burst.  

as the night deepened, the two of you stayed like that—sharing food, laughter, and quiet moments where words weren’t necessary.  

later, you both found yourselves curled up on the couch, a soft blanket draped over you as you rested your head on his chest. the sound of his heartbeat matched the rhythm of your own, steady and comforting.  

later, as you lay curled up on the couch together, heeseung rested his chin on top of your head. “you know,” he murmured, “you’re everything i never knew i needed.”

you tilted your head to meet his gaze, his eyes full of love that left you breathless. “and you,” you whispered back, “are the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

heeseung smiled, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

and as you closed your eyes, you thought of the way he looked at you—like you were the only person in the world.

© lvzrii4 — do not copy, translate, and repost my work.

[luviwon]

my pretty princess ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

to sunoo, you’re more than a person—you’re his perfect doll, delicate and untouchable. his love is as beautiful as it is suffocating, wrapping around you like silk ribbons, tight and unyielding. in his carefully crafted world, you’re his princess, too precious for the outside, too fragile for anyone but him. and he’ll do anything to keep you safe in his arms—even if it means keeping you locked away forever.

pairing: kim sunoo x female reader

warnings: obsessive behavior, possessiveness, themes of isolation, implied confinement, unhealthy relationships, emotional manipulation, yandere themes. nothing explicit, but please read with caution!

wk: 1,5k ❔

the silk bow felt tighter now, digging into your waist as you shifted slightly in the chair. sunoo knelt before you, his hands trailing over the folds of the pink dress he’d dressed you in that morning. the soft fabric shimmered in the dim light of the room, casting a faint glow over his sharp features. he looked up at you, his dark eyes wide and shining, like he was looking at something sacred.

“you’re so beautiful,” he whispered, almost breathless. “like a dream. my perfect princess.”

his fingers brushed against your wrist, cool and gentle, as if he were afraid you might break under his touch. you didn’t flinch. you never flinched. not when he kissed your hand, not when he pressed his forehead to your shoulder and murmured things you didn’t fully understand. it was easier that way—staying still, staying quiet. the stillness made him happy.

“do you know how much i love you?” he asked, his voice trembling with emotion. he stood slowly, his hands sliding up to rest on your shoulders. “do you feel it? how much i need you?”

you nodded, the motion small and automatic. his grip tightened, not painfully, but enough to remind you of how much larger he was, how easily he could hold you in place if he wanted to. not that he ever had to. you never tried to leave.

the room around you was soft and warm, filled with things he’d chosen for you—lace curtains, pastel furniture, a vanity covered in delicate bottles of perfume you never touched. the only window was covered, its heavy drapes drawn tightly shut. you didn’t know what was outside, and you weren’t sure if you wanted to.

“you’re so quiet,” sunoo said, tilting his head as he studied your face. his fingers brushed your cheek, and you felt the cool metal of the rings he always wore. “sometimes i wonder if you’re happy. are you happy, princess?”

his question hung in the air, heavy and expectant. you hesitated, the faintest flicker of something—doubt, maybe—crossing your mind. but then you saw the way he was looking at you, his eyes filled with something so desperate it almost hurt to meet his gaze.

“yes,” you said softly. “i’m happy.”

his face lit up instantly, his smile boyish and bright, as if you’d given him the greatest gift in the world. “i knew it,” he said, his voice trembling with relief. “i knew you loved being here with me.”

he pulled you to your feet, his hands never leaving your shoulders. his touch was firm but careful, like he was guiding a doll to stand. “you’re perfect,” he said again, almost to himself. “my perfect princess. no one else could ever be like you.”

you glanced toward the door—painted white, always locked. it wasn’t that you wanted to leave. you just… wondered. what was beyond it? the thought flickered briefly in your mind before fading as sunoo cupped your face in his hands, forcing your attention back to him.

“stay with me forever,” he said, his voice low and pleading. “promise me, princess. promise me you’ll never leave.”

“i promise,” you whispered, because you knew it was what he wanted to hear.

he smiled again, his thumb brushing over your cheekbone. “good girl,” he murmured. “you’re all i need. just you and me. nothing else matters.”

and as he leaned in to press a soft kiss to your forehead, you wondered if he was right. maybe nothing else did matter. maybe this was all there ever was.

[tamas-love]

（ 제목 ）THINKING ABOUT.. BEST-FRIEND!SUNOO.

PRESENT.⠀⟡​⠀best friend sunoo thoughts.

（ 선우 ） — pairing = fem!reader x best-friend!sunoo ୨୧ warning = none, just cutie sunoo and charms~ ୨୧ no count.

a/n : for my pookie @uoalirie BUT also for anon !! instead of a one-shot i just did points.. remember to reblog, like, and ask for more!!

click me! ↓

best-friend!sunoo who you first met in the hallway on your way to class, he asked you where the music room was--and since you were on your way there he followed you. best-friend!sunoo who began to sit with you at lunch because you two had the same schedules, sometimes buying you snacks from the vending machine. best-friend!sunoo who always went to the nail salon with you just to sit there and talk the whole time you're getting your nails done, as well as being the one who picks your nail design. best-friend!sunoo who you told all your crushes about and he rated them on a 1-10 scale. best-friend!sunoo who was also your wingman and always tried to get you with your crushes if he thought they were good enough for you. best-friend!sunoo who you had study session with that lasted til late at night and early in the morning, and when you two realized the time you'd quickly get to bed and join in an (platonic) snuggle together, listening to asmr to fall asleep. best-friend!sunoo who you gossiped with on the way to school/class, and when the tea was right behind you sunoo would scream "fuck no!" and run off with you. best-friend!sunoo who took you to the rooftop at lunch after your boyfriend broke up with you because he knew you didn't want to cry in front of people, and always offered you tissues and his hoodie for your comfort. best-friend!sunoo who helped you dye your hair blonde after you got over the breakup, and to not make you feel embarrassed for showing up at school blonde, he'd dye his own to match yours (secretly to surprise you). best-friend!sunoo who sat with you on the coach bus on your way to the field trip destination so you could sit by the window and cuddle his arm comfortably, as well as so you two could eat (big backs) and watch dramas. best-friend!sunoo who (even though he's a boy) kept a few pads in his bag just in case you have an emergency, and when blood leaks through your skirt he always wraps his sweater around your waist to cover it up. best-friend!sunoo who had his wallet on him at ALL times when he was around you, knowing that when an ice cream truck pops up you two are running like biggies. (the only biggie here is ME for that shaved ice i'm running fr) best-friend!sunoo who, for prom, set you up with his homeboy who you liked and scored you a date. after prom, sunoo saw you two in the hall making out and quickly minded his business instead of butting in to get you home.. "yeah.. he'll get her home." he brushed it off, running away (not wanting to deal with ALLAT love.) best-friend!sunoo who you came to, sobbing your tears out after seeing a sad puppy story. in which, he had to comfort you and tell you that it's not real because why the fuck was the dog talking?? (your dumbass believed it) best-friend!sunoo who you went to the mall with, skipping around stores and buying all the matching pajamas. best-friend!sunoo who, one day, invited you over to his house on the day of your birthday and surprised you with a big birthday party after ignoring you and acting annoyed with you the whole day. of course, you were crying in the school bathroom after he ignored you so to make up, he fed you cake and let you open your presents. best-friend!sunoo who you graduated with at the top of your grade, you being the valedictorian and sunoo being salutatorian, and even while you two were going to two seperate colleges, still managed to be the ultimate power duo and meet up every weekend!

© tamas-love on tumblr, © tamas-love on wattpad ㅤㅤ𓈒ㅤㅤ𓈒 taglist open.⠀⦂ ⠀@nheyri , @uoalirie , @moonpri , @minaz-luv

[sanrikis]

mint choco hater 🍦– k.s

genre. fluff, non idol au, ice cream shop au, acquaintances to lovers (?) // pairing. non idol!kim sunoo x fem!reader // cw. cringe, flirting (?), vvv silly // wc. 1.2k // synopsis. sunoo works at an ice cream parlor and you’re their number one customer, freezing weather or not.

“here comes your favorite customer,” sunghoon’s voice rings out from the front. sunoo would never admit it, but he definitely perked up and almost jumped in joy at the sentence, before heaving out a sigh loud enough for sunghoon to hear.

“you can’t be serious. it’s like -10 outside,” sunoo huffs.

“oh i’m dead serious. get up here.”

sunoo rolls his eyes dramatically, but it was hard to hide his smile over the arrival of a certain regular in the ice cream parlor.

i mean really. it was -10 degrees outside. who wants ice cream in that kind of weather?

apparently this girl. and apparently she wants it in every kind of weather. the girl frequented the parlor weekly, sometimes daily, to get her beloved favorite ice cream flavor, (…). rarely was it ever something else that she got.

“it’s not even that good,” sunoo thought to himself. he was kind of still in disbelief over her appearance on today of all days.

“hello to my favorite ice cream parlor employee! how’s business today,” the girl questioned, a smile lighting up her face as she made her way up to the order station.

“very slow. i don’t know if you realized but it’s pretty cold outside.”

“oh i know… i just was really craving ice cream.”

“yeah…,” sunoo doesn’t know how to reply, so he asks, “do you want your usual?”

“not today! can you surprise me? ‘m getting kind of tired of(…),” the girl buzzes, her cold face beginning to warm up.

“surprise you?”

“yeah,” the girl nods.

“okay…”

sunoo grabs one of the cups and looks over the many flavors of ice cream.

“she’s practically had all of these,” sunoo thinks. “why is this so hard?”

then, his eyes glance over green and his eyes light up. “perfect!”

upon seeing his expression, the girls eyes trail over to where her look and she pales.

“not mint choco! i hate it,” the girl frantically calls to him, hands waving in a “no” motion.

sunoo can’t help but roll his eyes at her reaction, but still wants to manage to convince someone to try it.

“you sure? have you ever had it? it’s my favorite!”

“um i haven’t had it in a while, but most people don’t really like it and i’m not a big mint fan..,” the girl admits, her hands twiddling.

“cmon ice cream girl! try something new! you won’t regret it… if you do it’s on the house,” sunoo smiles, beginning to scoop the ice cream in the cup.

“…okay,” the girl whispers, hesitation laced in her voice. “if you say so my favorite ice cream parlor employee.”

“my name’s sunoo yknow. you can call me that if you want, since we see each other so much,” sunoo laughs, a smile beginning to form on his face.

“well you can call me y/n then sunoo,” the girl, y/n, smiles back at him.

sunoos smile is on full display now, a light blush dusting his face. it’s just first name basis… why is he so happy?

“okay y/n, here’s your mint choco ice cream,” sunoo beamed, sliding the ice cream across the counter towards y/n.

“thank you sunoo”

y/n grabs the cup but only stares at the ice cream, not moving to try it.

“don’t be scared y/n. it’s ice cream! it’s not gonna kill you,” sunoo laughs, coming around the counter towards the girl, but not before grabbing an extra spoon, “i’ll eat it with you,” he winks.

y/n feels a heat grow across her face, but does her best to keep her expression the same and act normal.

sunoo sees her face darken and a satisfied feelings envelops him. “atleast i’m not the only one who got flustered today,” he thinks.

“okay sunoo,” y/n whispers, looking up at him before looking back down quickly at the ice cream upon making eye contact with him.

“why am i acting like this? we always casually talk and make eye contact… usually he’s the more shy one,” y/n pouts to herself.

“okay count of three we’ll both take a bite okay!”

“okay…”

“1,”

y/n looks up at him again, fighting the urge to look away. she needs to be the confident one.

“2,”

sunoo notices her gaze and looks at her. a blush rushes to his face again but he maintains eye contact.

“3.”

they both bring their spoons to their mouths, y/n shutting her eyes as the ice cream hits her tongue.

“yup. not a big fan of mint,” y/n admits, her face scrunching in disgust.

“you’re being dramatic. it can’t be that bad,” sunoo laughs, reaching behind the counter to grab y/n a napkin.

using all the courage he had, he wiped some ice cream off of the girls lips, reveling in her face darkened once again.

y/n felt like her face was radiating heat, and honestly felt like she was about to short circuit.

“apparently it can. but atleast it was free.”

sunoo laughs again, bringing his hand up to cover his mouth.

“wow, he’s really pretty. how have i not noticed this before,” y/n thought to herself.

“y/n, did you really not like it,” sunoo asks, his head tilting to the side. y/n can’t help the smile that falls upon her face at the sight.

“i really did not like it.”

“why not?”

“i don’t like mint… like at all.”

“you’re a weirdo,” sunoo huffs put jokingly, “how can you not like mint but you’ll eat (…) almost everyday?”

“because (…) is good and mint is not. hope that helps,” y/n smiles.

“hmmm… what i think is,” sunoo starts, “that you came in with a bias and you didn’t give mint choco a full chance! you need to try it again some other day, when it’s not cold!”

“why would i try something i don’t like again a different time?”

“because we’re gonna go to a different parlor and eat it on a nice sunny day.”

“we are?”

“we are,” sunoo smiles, “if you’re not opposed to it of course!”

“i am not. so when do you want to have our mint choco redemption,” y/n questions, her eyebrows raising at the boy in front of her.

sunoo smiles again. he’s relieved she didn’t say no. but he hadn’t really thought that far ahead.

“not sure. can i get your number? to plan out the details of course.”

“sure.” sunoo pulls out his phone and y/n takes it from him and begins typing in her number.

she raises it and takes a picture before handing it back to sunoo.

when he looks at the new contact, a blush rushes over his face again.

“y/nie 🩷” accompanied by a very cute picture of y/n.

“very cute,” sunoo says, not realizing he’s talking out loud instead of in his head.

heat rushes to y/ns face as she tries to cover her face. she laughs, “thank you? your turn.” she hands her phone over to sunoo and he excitedly takes it.

he types and the holds the phone back as he puts up a peace sign and takes a photo.

“here ya go!” sunoo hands the phone back to y/n and she glances down at what he put.

“sunoo 🦊🧡”

“it’s cute!”

“i know!”

“okay i take it back,” y/n glares playfully, “but i kind of need to get going…”

“okay… i’ll text you when i get off,” sunoo smiles at her.

“i’d like that,” y/n smiles back.

“mhm… bye y/n.”

“bye sunoo… see you later.”

ೀ mia’s notes – i asked star if i could use her ice cream shop au idea for a oneshot and so i came up with this :D it kind of gets bad towards the end but i wanted to finish and post it, especially since i reached 200!!!! thanks so much teheheh!! i hope you guys like this :DDD

for @thesunoosshining <333 i hope you like it :333

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ perm taglist open + (🎀) open

© sanrikis 2024 do not repost, translate, or plagiarize

[hyunjinners]

✧:･ﾟSandwiches → Kim Sunoo 𝗑 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ˚₊· ꒰🥪꒱

꒰ 命 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ꒱┊Sunoo likes to eat good sandwiches, but only the ones made by her best friend, but what happens when she's making them for another boy?

꒰ 命 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ꒱┊Kim Sunoo x fem!reader

꒰ 命 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ꒱┊lots of cuteness, jealousy, schoolgirl au, friends in love, Sunoo really wants Y/n only for himself.

꒰ 命 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ꒱┊none

꒰ 命 𝐖.𝐂 ꒱┊2,1k

꒰ 命 𝐀/𝐍 ꒱┊I'm following the enha again, so I thought nothing better than doing a chapter about my bias :)

⊹₊˚ʚ❛masterlist❜ɞ

WHEN you ask anyone what food reminds them of their childhood, they will automatically remember something made by their grandparents or even their parents.

However, for Sunoo, when he talks about any food that reminds him of his childhood, he would instantly remember his best friend.

Y/n has always been an independent child, being that typical child who is praised for being so mature and has high expectations of being an incredible adult.

During elementary school, her parents worked full time and often weren't even able to take her to and from school. Thanks to this, she was kind of forced to mature prematurely, learning to take care of herself quickly.

So, from the age of eight, every single day she was responsible for making her own snack. Of course, for a child she had her limitations, so her mother made lunch.

All the elementary students were enchanted by their independence and had Y/n as the most mature figure in the school, earning daily praise from her classmates.

And this popularity quickly reached the ears of Sunoo, Y/n's childhood best friend. They had known each other since birth, complementing each other and never really being apart from each other for long. Their parents thought this was really cute, so they nurtured this friendship by allowing them to see each other even outside of school.

Sunoo was proud that his best friend was so popular and strong, saying with conviction wherever he went that she was the best friend of all and that he was very lucky to have her. As time went by, she decided to please Sunoo by making snacks for him too and he felt extremely special for being the only one who ate the snacks made by Y/n.

Time passed and Y/n continued to improve her culinary skills and when they were in high school, she knew how to make the most varied foods and was proud of it. One time she even had lunch at her house and invited Sunoo. He swore he had never smiled so much in one day.

Even though she is extremely talented in the kitchen, Sunoo's favorite dish is still the delicious and simple sandwiches she has made since she was little. He felt as if they had a special bond, as if that simple meal strengthened the bonds between Sunoo and Y/n.

And today was no different. Lunch time finally arrived and Sunoo eagerly left the classroom and practically ran down the hall after Y/n. Unfortunately they didn't have many classes together, but at least they had a whole break to talk about anything and everything.

He thoroughly searched the entire length of the school yard, a place where they usually met to eat together, but he couldn't find her anywhere. He inspected the place one last time and went to look in other areas of the school where she was usually located.

After a while, he noticed that the break was almost over. Sighing in disappointment, he walks to the cafeteria so he can at least eat something before the day ends.

❪ 🥪 ❫

The sun was almost setting when Y/n was anxiously waiting for Sunoo at the school gates. Looking at the students leaving, she finally spotted Sunoo and waved at him happily with both arms, being greeted by a warm smile coming from him.

─── Where have you been? I looked for you at lunch, but I couldn't find you anywhere.

Sunoo speaks in a fake disappointed tone, looking her up and down.

─── oh my God! I completely forgot to tell you, I'm sorry. Mrs. Choi assigned me to tutor a boy in my class, so we stayed late in the library. I ended up losing track of time and when I went to notice the break it was already over.

She explains herself as they walk to their homes side by side.

─── Ah, if that's the case... Then it's okay, I forgive you. But please don't ever do that to me again, if I have to eat cafeteria food one more time I swear I'll hunt for worms on the patio floor.

Y/n makes a disgusted face and lightly hits Sunoo on the shoulder.

─── ew! No need to exaggerate, right?

She laughs at Sunoo's exaggeration and he responds with his usual mocking eye roll.

─── Will you be at the library tomorrow too?

─── oh yes. Classes will only last for two more days.

❪ 🥪 ❫

Said and done, the next day, Sunoo wasted no time and ran to the library. The fact that he hadn't had lunch with her the day before left him frustrated, but at least now he could catch up on all the gossip he heard in the hallways and talk about events in his classroom.

He approaches the table where Y/n is happily sitting, but his smile gradually drops when he sees who is sitting next to her.

Lee Joonho.

Why just him?

Lee Joonho is another one of the classmates who grew up together with Sunoo and Y/n. The problem is that he had a crush on Y/n since elementary school. Sunoo still remembers the time Joonho called him to ask if he could give Y/n's number, as he was interested in her. He still remembers the desire to squeeze Joonho's neck.

As he denied Joonho's request, the two never really understood each other again, forming a feeling of mutual hatred. Just imagining what Joonho was thinking when he was alone with you inside the library made Sunoo's blood boil with anger. I mean, he's also a man, so he has an idea of what's going on in other people's heads.

Having no idea what's going on, Y/n smiles happily as she sees Sunoo approaching, but she barely notices the discomfort evident on his face.

─── I'm glad you're here, Sunoo! I think you probably already know Joonho, so I don't think it's necessary to introduce them, right?

Sunoo sits right in front of them, staring deadly at Joonho, who just returns the look.

─── Yes, I know.

With a sinister smile, Joonho feigns affinity by responding in a forced tone of sympathy.

─── I think it's cute that you're still friends after so long. I really thought you guys would stop talking to each other in high school.

He rests his hand on Y/n's shoulder, affectionately stroking the area, but she doesn't seem to feel discomfort or really understand the real intentions behind that touch.

Sunoo closes his fists, pressing the sides of the chair where he is sitting. He wanted to hide his anger just to not make Y/n uncomfortable, but it was really hard not to make it obvious.

Who does he think he is? And why is he so close? Did he come to study or take advantage of sweet and affectionate girls?

Despite the anger in his thoughts, he tries to appear as calm as possible.

─── I think we like each other too much to just stay away.

Sunoo responds sarcastically, almost happy to feel victorious when he sees the anger behind Joonho's eyes.

─── right, boys. What do you think we eat now? That's why you came here, isn't it, Sunoo?

Sunoo's gaze softens as it rests on Y/n's cheerful figure. He nods and adjusts his posture so he can eat properly.

Taking the sandwiches from inside her cooler bag, Y/n takes out the sandwiches and Sunoo couldn't help but notice that she didn't make one more for Joonho. He smiles victoriously, gratefully taking the sandwich Y/n handed him, delighting in the first bite he took.

Sunoo's breath hitches in his throat when he sees her breaking the sandwich and giving the other half to Joonho. He starts coughing, almost choking, and doesn't miss his opponent's discreet smile.

─── Oh my God! Sunnie, are you okay?

His stomach might actually turn in a good way when he hears the old, gentle nickname she affectionately calls him, but the surprise at seeing her share the sandwich with that little piece of shit overcame any and all feelings.

Y/n grabs her water bottle, sharing the contents with Sunoo, worried in case he seriously chokes. He drinks the water quickly, and he definitely doesn't know whether the shortness of breath he feels is because of his surprise or because he drank the water so quickly that he barely had time to breathe.

─── Do you feel better?

At this point in the championship, Y/n came around the table, gently patting Sunoo on the back in a somewhat futile attempt to help him. Sunoo just stares at her with wide surprised eyes, then he stands up and grabs her hand.

─── we need to talk. Now.

─── but-

With no room for further complaints, he pulls her outside the library, a little flustered, but maintaining his usual gentle touch.

─── Look, you- you can only…

He runs a hand through his hair completely nervously, standing in front of her with his head down. He can swear it must feel like a bit at this point, so he takes a deep breath to try and calm himself.

─── why did you do that?

─── hmm? Sunoo… I don't understand anything. Are you well?

Her face is clearly filled with confusion and only now does he realize that maybe, just maybe, he had exaggerated a little. He wanted to hit himself right now.

─── Look, I'm sorry, but... who does that little shit think he is? First, he clearly arranged to take these extra classes with you, since obviously the teacher would ask you to explain the material to him because, obviously, You are the smartest and sweetest girl this school has, as well as being very understanding.

Sunoo raises her voice a little, not really caring about it right now. In fact, he wasn't rational at all right now.

─── and now, I am simply forced to see you sharing the sandwich that we always eat together with him? I mean, I know this sounds stupid, but to me it's not. This is very special to me. You are special to me, and so much! So he has no right to steal this from me.

The fast pace of Sunoo's voice matches your heartbeat. His thoughts were racing and he made every effort to think straight about what he said. When he finished speaking, his breathing was completely unregulated.

Once again in that short period of time, Sunoo is caught off guard by his own actions and words, embarrassment taking him over.

─── Are you… are you done, Sunoo?

He doesn't respond, just looking away embarrassed. Gently, she holds Sunoo's hand with one hand and rests the other on his cheek. Leaning forward a little and placing herself on tiptoe, she places a tender kiss on his cheek.

─── you don't have to be like this just because I shared a sandwich with him. But, if it's any consolation, he would never be able to fill the important role you play in my life, Sunoo. You are the only one for me.

He looks at her in amazement, feeling the phantom touch of the kiss that was just left on his cheek.

───… friends shouldn't say things like that to each other, Y/n.

For a second, he could see a flash of disappointment in her eyes. But then he smiles his usual radiant and contagious smile, returning the affectionate touch on her cheek.

─── but particularly? I don't want us to be just friends. I want to be able to love you the right way, the way I always did.

He wraps his arms around her, where she comfortably rests her head on his chest.

─── so let's make it happen.

⊹₊˚ʚ❛original by: @hyunjinners . like × reblog .❜ɞ

[winkeuu]

i am normal about jay i am normal about jay i am normal about jay i am normal about jay i am normal about jay i am normal about jay i am normal about jay i am normal about jay i am normal about jay i am normal about jay i am normal a—

[sageryuri]

I’LL TAKE CARE OF YOU, KIM SEONWOO.

pairing kim seonwoo + reader.

genre fluff.

summary you’re feeling extremely under the weather, and you’re also the only person sunoo can deal with for longer than an hour.

word count 0.6k

warnings apart from some sickness, all good

an i don’t usually read anything for sunoo but he’s such a sweet boy and deserves so much more appreciation than he gets :(

You're sure your body is beginning to overheat at this point. All day, your temperature has been through the roof and you can barely bring yourself to lift your body from your bed.

Dramatically, you had been moving positions every five minutes; lying on your back, sprawling out, curled up into a ball — but none of them were able to subdue the pain that you were feeling.

When you hear a knock on your door, you sigh and wrap yourself deeper into the duvet. Today was not the day for visitors and you had no planned arrivals, so you imagined it was nothing important. The door goes again, though you continue to ignore it due to how weak you were feeling, the aches in your body would only worsen if you decided to stand up.

Then, your phone rings.

"Hello..." Your voice cracks through the phone since you had hardly said a word all day, causing you to cringe at yourself. You hadn't even looked at the called ID, so you had hoped it was someone you were close with.

"Why do you never answer your door? I've been waiting for almost five minutes! Are you okay?" Sunoo's voice makes you feel the slightest bit better immediately, even though he's already judging you through the phone.

"I'm sick. Like- really, really sick. I can barely move, sorry for not coming to the door." You let out a small, rough cough, "You have a key, why didn't you just open the door?"

"I left it at the dorms by accident because Jay and Sunghoon were being idiots. I thought I'd come here since I prefer your company over theirs. You should have told me you were sick, I would have brought some medicine and soup." His voice becomes more concerned after learning about your illness.

You shake your head in response despite the face he was unable to see you.

"I don't want you to get sick, Sun. I would have rather you stayed at the dorms and deal with their shit instead." You reply, standing up from your bed with great persistence as you walk towards your mirror.

Sunoo doesn't care what you look like because he'll love you all the same even if you look a mess. Though, you do this for your own dignity, brushing your hair and teeth before you let him in your home.

"I'd much rather be sick with you than spend another minute with them when they've had too much sugar. Now, let me in. I'll look after you until you're feeling better." The softness in his speaking when he diverts the conversation to your sickness makes your heart swell happily.

When you open the door, he pouts at the sight of you. He enters your home, grabbing your hand and pulls you back into your bedroom and makes you get back into your bed. Sunoo doesn't say much, he leaves you in your room and disappears for at least half an hour.

Too tired to check on him, you fall into a deep sleep.

Meanwhile, Sunoo is cooking up a storm in your kitchen. He asks Jay for help on a phone call, receiving specific instructions in order to provide the best medicinal soup that was ever made, just for you.

Due to your stuffy nose, you can barely smell so you're still fast asleep when he comes up to your room holding a bowl of freshly made soup. He places it slowly onto the desk table and sits next to you on your bed, hands threading through the hair on your scalp.

He watches the way your chest rises, the slight pout on your pretty lips, and decides he wouldn’t mind letting you sleep for a little while longer.

[harufluff]

— enhypen masterlist ☆

fluff - ☁️) angst - 🫀) fem!reader - ⭐️) gn!reader - 🥥) thoughts - 🎶 smau - 🪷)

— ot7 ☆ headcannons & reactions

enhypen first “i love you”s > ☁️🥥

enhypen kisses > ☁️🥥

relationships with enhypen (pictures) > ☁️⭐️

what enhypen would call their s/o > ☁️🥥🎶

things enhypen say > ☁️🫀🥥

asking them to marry you over the phone (unironically) > ☁️⭐️🎶

— members ☆

yang jungwon -

one for each > ☁️🫀

bf!jungwon > ☁️🎶

instagram stories > 🥥☁️🪷

lee heeseung -

oh god, not again... > ☁️🥥

your finally back... > ☁️⭐️

park jay -

bf!jay > ☁️🎶

sim jake -

stop that!! > ☁️🫀

everyday instagram stories > ☁️🪷⭐️

park sunghoon -

in the dead of night > ☁️⭐️

late night park trip > ☁️🫀⭐️

not complaining > ☁️🫀

bed head > ☁️🥥

kim sunoo -

nothing yet…

nishimura riki -

birthday picnic > ☁️⭐️

a little longer? > ☁️🫀🥥

heart eyes > ☁️⭐️

things he needs > ☁️🎶🥥

you're finally back > ☁️⭐️

i love you 3000 > ☁️🫀⭐️

instagram stories > ☁️🥥🪷

stuck with me > ☁️🎶🥥⭐️

©️harufluff 2023

[niki-phoria]

IT'S LIKE A POLARIOD LOVE

pairing: student!sunoo x gn!student reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 504

includes: non idol sunoo, kissing in public

you can’t remember when it started - when his hand so much as brushing against your own sparked a fire against your skin. when your thoughts began to blur from innocent questions about his skincare routine into pondering about how sunoo’s lips would feel when pressed against your own. when platonic sleepovers became sleepless nights watching over the boy curled up peacefully beside you. 

sitting in your university’s library, sunoo’s hushed feedback goes ignored in favour of silently observing him. the coffee order you had brought as a thanks sits forgotten on the table beside him. he occasionally raises his hand to brush through his unstyled bangs - a particularly attractive habit you had grown to love. 

“y/n?” sunoo asks, his voice breaking you out of your daydream. he glances over at you, cocking his head to the side slightly. “are you even listening?”

“sorry,” you whisper, shaking your head in the hopes that your embarrassment isn’t overly visible. “what were you saying?”

sunoo remains silent, pushing your computer to the side. your notes lay sprawled across the table surrounding you - reminders of what you were supposed to be doing when you had initially asked him to sacrifice his free time to help you. 

his chair scrapes against the carpeted floor as he moves even closer to you. sunoo’s eyebrows furrow in concern as he shifts to face you. “what’s on your mind? you seem kinda… out of it today.”

you purse your lips, anxiously fidgeting with your fingers in your lap. your gaze traces each scuff mark on your shoes as your mind races with excuses - excuses that are all forgotten when sunoo speaks again. “y/n, you know you can tell me anything. i’ll always be here for you.”

“i think…” you pause, swallowing your fear down your throat and forcing the words to leave your lips. your anxious eyes glance around the room to scope out the other students, all sufficiently busy with their own course work or inappropriately gossiping with their friends. taking a deep breath, you close your eyes before letting the words tumble out. “i really like you.”

sunoo smiles; his cheeks flush as he reaches across the table to take your hand into his own. you stare down at your intertwined fingers as if to memorize the way his body seems to mold perfectly against yours. like you were made for each other. 

“i like you too, y/n,” sunoo murmurs. the words are so quiet you almost miss them - or maybe your heartbeat is blocking out the noise. his touch is gentle against your skin when he reaches up, cupping your cheek with his hand. sunoo’s gaze meets yours for a second before he speaks again. “can i kiss you?”

your breath hitches in your throat. time seems to move agonizingly slowly - like you’re stuck in a dream and you’ll wake up at any moment. but you don’t. heat blooms in your chest. your eyes flutter closed as sunoo leans in, crashing his lips against your own. 

notes: i've been reading the dark moon webtoon and i am so tempted to make a fic about it sklndslk

if you enjoyed this fic, please consider leaving a like, comment, feedback, or rebloging !! and if you want to support me, check out more enha imagines or enha reactions <3

[write-here-n-now]

The one-shot option for ENHYPEN, TXT or TREASURE came in at 3rd place on the previous poll so here is the poll to choose group and member. The members + genres were chosen based on a random name picker (if anyone was curious as to why these were the choices)

*REMINDER* If you're interested in having a story with the group/member/genre of your preference, my requests are open! ✨FAQ | Ask Box✨

[stariekis]

daily update [sunghoon.]

synopsis — random pics your boyfriend sends you during the day.

🍸 pairing : idol!sunghoon + fem!reader . genre : fluff . cw : lot of pet names. + don't mind the hours on the chat

check my other works ₊⊹⁀➴ masterlist

uri's note — sunghoon ver. is out ! had a hard time choosing the pics he just looks so good all the time ... hope u enjoy tho <3 (requested)

other members : heeseung jay jake sunghoon sunoo jungwon ni-ki

taglist : @layzfy @laylasbunbunny (open ; send an ask to be added)

[poistura]

𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐊 + 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 ✶ The 𝑤𝒂𝒚 it is, we're on land So I'm someone to 𝒉𝑜𝑙𝑑 true, Keep you 𝑐𝒐𝒐𝒍 when it's still alive Won't let you 𝒅𝑜𝑤𝑛 when it's all ruin

[flwrstqr]

✦ ENHYPEN WHEN YOU LEAVE LIPSTICK STAINS

PREC𝓲S ✦ enha x f!reader warnings skinship, petnames && 789wc 𓈃 ♡ fluff, head canons, one shot ─── ˖ 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄 ୨୧

𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆 (이희승)

heeseung chuckles, catching your mischievous smile as he sees the bright lipstick stain on his cheek in the mirror. “baby, you’re marking me up,” he teases, looking over his shoulder with that familiar glint in his eyes, clearly enjoying it more than he’d admit. you just grin and lean closer, brushing your lips across his jaw again, leaving another soft mark. “what? you don’t like my little reminders?” you ask, wrapping your arms around his waist. heeseung pulls you in, his hands warm as they rest on your hips, whispering, “you know i do. now everyone else will know i’m all yours.” he presses a soft kiss to your forehead, mumbling, “but maybe i should leave a few on you too, just to be fair.”

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐀𝐘 (박종성)

jay laughs softly, feeling your lips press against his cheek, leaving a rosy mark he catches in the mirror. “princess, you’re making a mess,” he murmurs, voice full of adoration as he turns to pull you closer, his hands settling gently on your waist. you just giggle, trailing another kiss across his jaw, clearly not stopping anytime soon. “so? you don’t like my little touches?” you tease, and he sighs, shaking his head with a smile that’s all love. “you know i do,” he whispers, thumb brushing your cheek softly as if you’re made of glass. “i’d wear a hundred of these if it means everyone knows i’m yours.” and with that, he leans down, pressing his lips to your forehead like you’re the only thing that matters.

𝐒𝐈𝐌 𝐉𝐀𝐊𝐄 (심재윤)

jake grins as he catches sight of the faint lipstick stain on his jaw, courtesy of your latest shower of kisses. “babe, you’re leaving lipstick stains,” he teases, tilting his head down to look at you, his eyes full of mischief. you just laugh, planting another playful kiss on his cheek. “oops… guess i can’t help myself,” you say with a wink, hands resting on his chest as you pull him closer. he smirks, letting his fingers trail along your waist. “oh, i don’t mind,” he murmurs, voice dropping as he leans down, “but if you keep this up, i’ll have to return the favor.” you gasp, pretending to pull away, but he’s already cupping your face, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “yeah, not getting away that easily, pretty girl.”

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍 (박성훈)

"baby, look what you did to me," sunghoon murmurs, a teasing smile spreading as he tilts his head, showing off the faint pink smudge at the corner of his mouth. your cheeks warm as he leans closer, his fingers gently tracing your chin. "that was supposed to stay on you, you know," you mumble, trying to wipe it off, but he just chuckles, catching your hand. "nah, i kinda like it," he says, eyes glinting as he pulls you even closer, his hand slipping around your waist. "you mark me up as much as you want, love." he presses a kiss to your temple, leaving a soft whisper against your skin. "now, go on—leave another one. maybe right here?" sunghoon points to his jaw, grinning, "can’t have anyone thinking i’m not completely taken."

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐎 (김선우)

“yah, are you trying to make me your canvas or something?” sunoo laughs, his hand instinctively reaching up to touch the faint pink stain you left just under his jaw. he gives you a playful glare, but the way he leans closer says otherwise. “don't act like you don’t like it,” you tease, smoothing down the collar of his shirt as you press another kiss right where his cheek curves. he blushes, but his lips curl up, eyes shining. “you’re right… but don’t blame me if people start asking why i’m covered in your lipstick.” he tilts his head, looking down at you with a soft smirk. “i could get used to this, y’know? maybe next time, a little higher up?”

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐖𝐎𝐍 (양정원)

"you’re getting lipstick everywhere, you know that, right?" jungwon murmurs, but there's a softness in his eyes that betrays any real protest. his hand rests on your waist, pulling you in closer as you leave another kiss on his cheek, a faint pink mark blooming under your lips. “mm, and you don’t mind one bit, do you, baby?” you tease, your fingers brushing his hair back gently. he chuckles, barely shaking his head, eyes half-closed as he leans into each kiss like he’s savoring them. "never," he whispers, his voice tender. "you can cover me in as many as you want.” his hands find your face, holding you still just so he can press a lingering kiss on your forehead, his smile full of warmth. “as long as they're from you, i’ll wear them all day.”

𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐈 (西村力)

“wow, really going all out, huh?” riki laughs, his fingers brushing over the bright pink lipstick mark you just left on his cheek. he tilts his head, flashing you a playful smirk. “you trying to claim me or something, princess?” he teases, tapping his cheek with a grin, daring you to leave another. you roll your eyes but can’t help the smile tugging at your lips as you lean in, pressing another kiss, this time right near his jaw. “maybe i am,” you say, raising an eyebrow. “any complaints?” he scoffs, pulling you in by the waist, eyes sparkling. “yeah, one big complaint… you’re not putting them everywhere else,” he whispers, leaning down so you’re practically nose-to-nose.

[tamas-love]

（ 제목 ）NO MATTER WHAT.

PRESENT.⠀⟡​⠀in which, sunoo comforts you when you feel insecure about your boody.

（ 선우 ） — pairing = fem!reader x bf!sunoo ୨୧ warning = body negativity ୨୧ wc = no count

a/n : mini one-shot because i'm bored and i feel fat after eating some pasta..

click me! ↓

ㅤ𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐄 into the mirror, shirt folded up as you stare at your figure in the mirror. I'm so ugly. You thought, running your fingers over the small stretch marks that had shown itself recently.

ㅤYou felt that you've gained weight recently, or maybe you were just a little more squishy than usual, or maybe you ate too much of that carrot cake..

ㅤEither way, the insecure feeling that swallowed you up was overwhelming.. and eventually you began to cry.

ㅤFeeling more insecure and uglier than ever, you put on a big hoodie to cover your tummy and that one big pair of sweatpants sitting in the back of your closet.

ㅤSunoo, your boyfriend, was supposed to come over but since you never opened the door he took it upon himself to put in the passcode to your lock and open the door himself.

ㅤ"Baby?" He called out once, no answer.

ㅤ"Love?" He called out twice, no answer.

ㅤ"Sweetheart?!" He yelled out as he tugged off his shoes, no answer.

ㅤThe silence worried him, he knew you were home, your shoes were on the rack. So why weren't you answering? As he stepped deeper into the house and closer to your room he could hear your muffled sobs.

ㅤUpon entering your room, he dropped the bag of dessert he was holding and immediately ran to be by your side.

ㅤHe pulled you close to his chest, the thin fabric of his shirt absorbing your tears.

ㅤ"Baby, what's wrong??" Sunoo asked frantically, eyebrows shaped in a frown. You were Sunoo's girl, the most happiest prettiest girl in his eyes. But you were.. sad?

ㅤ"Sunoo.." You cried, arms wrapped around his waist. "I gained weight and now I'm so ugly.. I swear, I got stretch marks and I can't wear nothing cropped anymore." You sobbed, insecurity swallowing you whole once more. "You can't love an ugly girl.."

ㅤOnce your words were registered, his heart dropped. You, the prettiest girl he knew, thought you were ugly? No, no, no, he's gotta prove you wrong.

ㅤ"I still love you. I love you no matter what size, shape, or color you are." Sunoo said softly against your hair, his arms wrapped around you tightly as he rubs your back and pets your head delicately with the other.

ㅤ"You could be an alien and I'd still love you. These stretch marks mean nothing to me." A soft peck was placed onto your forehead as he said that,

"They only make you prettier, sweetheart."

© tamas-love on tumblr, © tamas-love on wattpad ㅤㅤ𓈒ㅤㅤ𓈒 taglist open.⠀⦂ ⠀@nheyri @uoalirie @moonpri @minaz-luv @ariiacxsx @jaeycn