#enhypen fake dating

[danihow]

Fake

Jake x GN!Reader ENHYPEN

Summary: When walking home from the library someone is following you, you call the first person that comes to mind, your fake boyfriend.

Word Count: 2.0k

Warnings: Someone's following reader, fake dating, stress, simping, rain, mentions of fear, and idk what else.

A/N: Am i writing this over this tiktok, yes. Do I also not like this, yes.

Your life felt like a movie, like a romcom with a surprisingly not that cheap budget.

Sure, it has been a bit too boring for the past few years as you were focused on your grades more than your social life, besides going out of your friends you never did anything far too exciting.

It was almost embarassing that one of the most exciting things you've done in your last three years of college was that one time in your sophomore year where you ran from the guards because you were in the library after closing hours and had to snuck out.

No. It was really embarassing.

At least, you could say your life has not been boring ever since your senior year started, ever since you met him.

Sim Jake.

One of the most outstanding members of the schools' soccer team, almost everyone that knew him were fully rooting for him to be casted in some first division team soon. And, almost every student in your major were too, as he himself was studying your major.

You two have never really exchanged more than a good morning or good luck when seeing each other in the hallways of your faculty, you could've sworn he probably didn't even can recall your name clarily. But you also could've had sworn you would graduate without interacting with him.

You were at least 95% sure about it.

That is, until you were asked by him to tutor him in accountability and finances, a subject he need to nail in order to be graduate with a good score and go to the team he has been receiving calls from, and, for better or for worse, a subject you were amazing at.

Somehow, and you didn't knew exactly when or where, you ended up in a fake dating deal with him.

He needed a tutor.

You needed some excitement.

He was single and in need of forgeting about his ex.

You were bored and didn't mind a 'boyfriend'.

It was perfect!

You thought it was the most bizarre and stupid idea you could think of, and it has been nothing but fun for the last couple of months the deal has been on, you 'felt like you've found a great friend in jake.

But as everything even barely good you had, you ruined it, and you realized it when the smiles he gave you everytime you met to hang out started to give life to something in your belly. When the glances you shot him became subtler, as if not meant to be done. When your eyes started lingering for longer seconds each time he drove you places, admiring the sharp silhouette of his nose and his jawline, the way his eyelashes brushed ever so slightly his cheeks each time he blinked.

You heart got warmer and warmer each time you even dared to look at him, until the heat on your cheeks was no longer ignorable.

You fell for you fake boyfriend.

You fell hard for Jake.

And you were so scared about it.

Your now friendship that blossomed between the two of you and the rest of his teammates, was far too precious for you to ruin it with what you felt, ignoring all the flirty glances and gestures from him. You couldn't even bear the thought of losing your friendship with Heeseung and Niki, with whom you gossiped during training, nor Sunghoon, Jay and Sunghoon who received you with food when you visited his shared apartment; you couldn't bear to lose him.

You had to unfall, ASAP.

Today, almost seven months after staring this messy deal between the two of you, you were decided of getting over this little crush of yours.

The night was really cold, one of jake's forgotten hoodies drapped over your shoulders as you walked to your apartment from the school library, having just finished a project due to monday, your work pal going home for the weekend, forcing you to finale it today. You even had to tell Jake you couldn't hang out with him at his apartment with his roomates to work on it.

The wind was brushing against your face, hair flying everywhere as you adjusted the strap of your bag on your shoulder.

Out of instinct you looked behind you, hoping to find nothing as usual and keep on walking home, but rather got unpleasently surprised to find a man alone all dark clothed walking at most 10 meters behind you.

Maybe he lives nearby. You thought, walking a tiny bit quicker.

But much to your desmay, two turns to the right and one to the left he was now at least 8 meters from you, each time you walked faster he did so too.

You were fucking frightened by now.

Pulling your phone out, you quickly called the first person that came into mind, fingers moving on their own as they typed, in a mere second the ringing was already by your ear.

"Hey." Jake said at the other side of the line, the faint sound of the TV at the background accompained by Heeseung's screams would usually give you a homey feeling, but not today.

"Jake, someone's following me, i'm scared" you muttered rather silently, keeping on with your fast walk, at least 10 minutes more until you got to your place.

"What? Where are you?" He asked, shuffling sounding around, sudden silence in the room. "Send me your live location, I'm going to get you."

"Okay, I- I will." You didn't dare not to do as he said, the amount of time you've heard him this serious could be counted with your fingers, but it someway reassured you.

In less than 5 minutes the sound of a so familiar motor was heard from the end of the block, parking with a scfreching sound right beside you as Jake hopped out of Jay's car, a bee like line traced in his mind all the way to you.

As soon as you were within arm reach he engulfed you in a hug, his arms around your shoulders as he breathed you in, reassuring himself. "Are you okay? Are you hurt? Do we have to beat someone?" He said as soon as he pulled away, hands now craddling your face with so much care it would've made you melt if it wasnt for the adrenaline running in your veins.

"I'm okay." you whispered, now ashamed as you realized Heeseung, Jay and Sunghoon were in the car too.

"You sure sweetheart?" His question definetly was not doubting you, he was doubting himself, wanting to be completely sure of was he had heard. After your nod, he stared over your shoulder to find noone there as he toon you by the hand. "Let's get you home."

Its was almost ridiculous how quick the silent drive to your apartment complex was, your hand subconciously drawing figures on Jake's trying to calm yourself down from the scare.

The fact that Jake walked you to the door didn't help stop the slowly rising stampede running through you. "I know its too much but... can't you stay?" You asked, not daring to look up to him as you did so, his hands still in yours. "Yunjin isn't home until tomorrow... But you don't have to if you dont want to."

"If you want me to I will." He deadpans, voice so determined that made you look up, his eyes already on you and oh so warm, you doubted seriously what thoughts crossed his mind to make him look like that. "Only if you want me to stay."

"I do." You nod, looking at him as he went to say somthing to the guys, his hands waving goodbye to you as Jay yelled goodnight and drove away. The fumbling of your hand searching your keys being the only thing interrupting the silence between you.

As you walked throught the hallway all the way up to your apartment a comfortable air fell within you, his hand aching to hold yours again, your mind instead focusing on not make a fool out of you at the time of placing your key in the keyhole in the darkness of the hall.

And thanks to someone above, you didn't, easily opening and closing the door behind you two, words falling in a ramble as soon as you licked the lights on. "I know this isn't what we agreed to but..."

"What are you talking about?" He asks, confusion written all over his furrowed eyebrows and pursed lips.

"I'm sorry for making you come, I panicked and should've called the cops, I'm also sorry for overstepping the li..."

"Y/N, what are you apologizing for?"

"I overstepped the lines of our agreement, this is fake after all, I shouldn't-"

"Is this still fake to you?" The hurt his voice held made something drop in your stomach, sinking it so far down you could swear is now below the floor.

"W-what?" Your voice was thin, eyes wide as he walked closer to you, one of his hands snaking around your waist without ever moving his gaze from you.

"Is this fake?" He reiterates, his other hand holding yours to place it above where his heart is. "Does the fear I felt at the mere thought of someone hurting you, feels fake?" He starts, eyes so sincere you felt like they were drowning you. "Does the way my heart races as I look at you so close in front of me, feels fake?" He keeps on going, heart beting almost worryingly against your ribcage. " If the roles were reversed, and i was the one hurt, how would you feel?"

"I'd be petrified..." You mutter, unabke to look away from him.

"And its real. See? This..." he says, fingers signaling between him and you. "Us. We are not fake anymore, at least not to me."

"Jake."

"Is this real to you too?"

"Jake..."

"If its not, i can walk out that door and pretend this talk never happened, but if it is, know I'm never leaving now."

"It is."

"Then let me kiss you, for real this time." His voice every second became softer, sweeter, barely above a mutter at the end of the sentence, lips gently falling over yours as he kissed you with so much emotion you felt like melting against him.

"Let me date you, as a real couple this time." He whispers as you broke apart, forehead resting gently on yours, his eyes still closed as his breath calmed itself, mind still running over the fact this was all indeed not a dream. "Let me be yours."

"I was so scared of falling for you..." You whisper against his lips, hands traveling up to rest in his chest. "I was scared of losing you, I-"

"You would never lose me, not when you make me feel like the luckiest guy ever to have you around." He smiles, brown eyes looking so intensely into yours.

"I'd have to say I'm luckier, having the Sim Jake falling for me huh." You had to tease, playing with the wrinkles of his shirt.

"Nah, I'm definitely luckier." He smiles stupidly, a zoo storming throught the both of you.

"Whatever floats your boat." You shrugged, pulling away from him.

"Let's go to sleep love." He chuckled at your teasy smile, pulling you by the hand over to your room. "My sweet, lovely partner." He muttered, hugging you as he fell backwards into the mattress, pulling you with him.

"Why does it sound so different now?" You ask between giggles, resting you head over his shoulder just as you did when you fake cuddled in his apartment.

"Because it real to us now." He mumbles against your hair,, a soft kiss on the top of your head following shortly after. "And I've never been happier to be awake."

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— 06 shopping spree [0.9k w]

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PAIRINGS: brothers bsf!sunghoon x reader

WARNINGS: mentions wearing white to a wedding? cussing

AUTHORS NOTE: hi my loves. i wrote this chap super quick before I go to bed so sorry if it doesn’t live up to your standards ehe. nonetheless I hope you enjoy🫶🏻

You've been at the library for what feels like an eternity, textbooks and notes spread out like a fortress around you. The pressure of exams is weighing heavily on your shoulders, and you're determined to maintain your top of the class status. Your focus is so intense that you barely notice the fatigue creeping in, until your head starts to nod and your pen taps rhythmically against your notebook in a silent plea for rest.

Suddenly, a familiar figure weaves through the maze of bookshelves, his eyes scanning the room until they land on you. Sunghoon knows this is where you disappear to when you need to concentrate. He quietly approaches your table calling out your name in a whisper, a soft smile playing on his lips as he realizes you’d fallen asleep mid study session.

he lightly nudges you, startling you awake. "Good morning, sleepyhead," he teases gently. You blink up at him, a mix of confusion and embarrassment coloring your cheeks as you straighten up.

"I'm not sleeping, just... resting my eyes," you protest, but the smile he gives you is too knowing, too warm. He asks if you're okay, his concern genuine as he inquires about your studies and your well-being.

The conversation shifts to the upcoming trip to Japan, the fake dating scheme you've both agreed to, all in an effort to show your ex that you've moved on. Sunghoon leans in, his voice a conspiratorial whisper. "So, have you thought about what you're wearing to the wedding? I mean, we should probably match, right? To make the whole 'dating' thing more convincing."

You feel a flush rise to your cheeks, the idea of coordinating with him both thrilling and nerve-wracking. "I... haven't really thought about it," you admit, trying to keep your voice steady despite grogginess from your slumber just a couple minutes ago.

He grins, a playful glint in his eyes. "Well, we've got to make a good impression. How about we go shopping together? Find something that screams 'power couple'?"

The suggestion sends your heart racing, the prospect of spending time together outside of ksana parties and group hangouts made you a bit nervous, but growing up with sunghoon it was hard not to enjoy his company.

“yeah that sounds like a good idea actually. do you have any place in mind?” you ask him. “we can try that new mall across from campus, maybe we’ll find something there?”

“oh i’ve been wanting to go there! saerom says that have really cute cafes and shops” he can’t help but smile at how passionate you become at the mention of shopping. “perfect then i’ll pick you up tomorrow at noon?” he asks you. “noon sounds great” you flash him a smile.

a moment of comfortable silence passes by. Then, he drops the invitation to the ksana party. with him and Heeseung being a part of a frat, it wasn’t out of the ordinary to be invited to parties every other weekend. You hesitate, the responsible part of your mind reminding you of the endless studying still ahead. With a resigned sigh, you decline, a small part of you longing to say yes, to let loose and have fun. But grades come first, and you're not one to let distractions get in the way of your goals.

As the next day comes, You glance at the clock and realize. Sunghoon will be here any minute to pick you up for your shopping trip. With a flutter of excitement, you grab your bag and check your reflection one last time. You've chosen an outfit that's comfortable yet cute. shopping sprees had always been your favorite for as long as you could remember. you blame heeseung because he always dragged you out of the house to give him your very honest (sometimes brutal) opinion.

A gentle knock on the door signals his arrival, and your heart skips a beat. "Ready to go?" Sunghoon asks with a smile as you open the door.

"Definitely," you reply, stepping out and closing the door behind you.

The drive is anything but awkward. you chat and laugh on the way to the mall, the atmosphere light and easy, like it’s always been between you two. Once there, you dive into a sea of stores, each one offering its own treasures.

"How about this one? imagine the look on everyone’s faces when you show up in this" Sunghoon chuckles, holding up a white dress that's definitely a big NO considering you’re attending a wedding.

"are you being serious? " you tease, taking the dress from him. "sunghoon it’s white. I’d probably be chased out the venue and get personally attacked by all the bridesmaids” you can't help but laugh at the thought.

“even more reason for you to get it” a smirk creeps up on his face. “oh so you’re praying on my downfall?” he gasps “ME?? i would never do such a thing” you roll your eyes and walk past him. both of you having smiles on your faces as you continue to look around the store.

You try on dresses and a few other items, each time coming out of the fitting room to Sunghoon's eager eyes. "What do you think?" you ask, doing a little twirl in a black floral slip dress.

Sunghoon's gaze lingers just a moment too long before he catches himself. "It looks great on you," he says, a hint of something more in his voice. "You should definitely get it."

The day continues with more laughter, shared opinions. it’s moments like these where you appreciate sunghoon’s friendship and the sibling dynamic between you two. it makes you less nervous about the whole fake dating scheme. your friendship would remain the same and everything will be ok in the end. or will it?

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[wonopia]

THE PHOTOBOOTH ! sunghoon x fem!oc

[synopsis] . on the way to work, your friend asks you to check the prices to pay for a photo at the new photobooth located in the local mall. as you pulled the curtain to the side, a boy was already using it. it wasnt until the next day that you realized that he went to your school. you were offered a chance to earn more money if you became a tutor, for the extra money you accepted it. coincidentally, it was 'the photobooth guy' that needed your help. will their friendship grow or will she just be a simple tutor in his eyes?

[genre] . hs -> college au, strangers to lovers, enemies to lovers (kind of), slowburn, fake dating, written series with some smau parts.

[warnings] . swearing, dark humor, lowercase intended, not proof-read. mentions of drinking, rape, sa. more will be added

[status] . on hold ! (taking me a min to post)

profiles -> singles only + jay ! mission: get the girl ! not slim but shady ! powerpuff girls !

AU. same au as SUMMER TROUBLES

CHAPTERS . 001. PHOTOBOOTH GUY ! 002. TUTOR ! 003. HIS BRILLIANT IDEA ! 004. NEW RELATIONSHIP IN TOWN ! 005. GROUND RULES ! 006. FRIENDS ! 007. DAY ONE ! 008. WTF JAY ! 009. HYPED FOR COLLEGE ! 010. YOU CAN TRUST ME ! 011. NEW BEGINNINGS ! 012. ODD FEELINGS ! 013. NO ONE BELIEVES ME ! 014. I WANT TO GO HOME ! 015. DREAMS ARE JUST DREAMS ! 016. NEW GROUPCHAT ! 017. I BELIEVE YOU ! 018. INTIMACY ! 019. .. ! 020. .. !

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[dlrvuio]

unexpected

genre - fake dating, first kiss, player!heeseung x gn!reader

warnings - kissing

"You sure you wanna do this?"

You never thought that fake dating Lee Heeseung, a jerk, a heartthrob, a player, basically just a sucky guy to be dating, would lead up to this — to you in his arms, flustered, just because your best friend felt suspicious with your guys’ 'relationship.'

“OH MY GOSH Y/NIEE!! HUBBY OVER THERE!! STARING HELLOOO.” Your bsf whispered so quietly. You looked at her with a blank face, confused on what to reply to that, shrugging a ‘what?’ instead. She stayed silent with a disbelief look on their face. “Um... go say hi? Wave? Smile? Do couple things?” She kept their jaw open until you disgustingly said no, linking arms with them to look the opposite way from Heeseung and his group.

“You know, you should kiss him.” Turning your head in speed; scrunching your face, giving all your power to not yell at such a cafe. You quickly changed your expressions, body language still so uncomfortable, you realized you can’t blow your cover. “I... I will... um.” You scratched your temple, slowly turning your head at Heeseung. His eyes already lingering on yours. Walking up to him as soon as his friends went to the counter to wait for their order while he stayed leaning on the post near their table, looking anywhere but him.

“Hey...” You acted natural. He looked up from his phone, seeing you exaggerate your smile, making him look behind you and see your friend not even hide her stares. He straightened his posture and continued the conversation. “Hey, I thought you were gonna study?” He asked, cold.

“Oh... yeah, we just took a break...” Stepping closer to him after answering, looking at your surroundings, making sure you wouldn’t make a fool of yourself in front of more than two people. Heeseung immediately got what you were trying to do but still had a confused expression. Pressing his hand on your lower back, spine and body stiffening up with goosebumps as you reached for his neck, wrapping your arms around him.

“You... you don’t have to...” Slowly taking your arms off of him. “Um, she just wanted us to—” You stayed staring at his neck, perfect eye level, lips trying to make any words come out, not a sound to be heard, as you stayed dumbfounded at his action of kissing your forehead, attempted to shut you up. And also to make you flustered.

“You sure you wanna do this?” He leaned down closer to your face, holding eye contact with your wondering eyes as he held your cheek after gently and so carefully pushing a strand of hair away from your eyes. You now rested your hands on his broad shoulders, nodding slowly. A but unsure. Leading to a smirk on the boys lips in front of you as he pressed his hand on your back, holding you closer, leaning in to link his lips onto yours.

Taking a few seconds to comprehend what just happened, you gripped the cloth of his plaid flannel before quickly closing your eyes and kissing him back. Leaning heads opposite of each other, butterflies quickly making their way around your whole body as you felt his thumb stroke your temples. Now tiptoeing, hoping to get more from the heartthrob jerk, he smirked, deepening the kiss, not caring about having an audience.

Out of sight, out of mind.

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[soobnny]

june blossoms — lee heeseung.

trope. fake dating. best friends to lovers. eventual realizations. part 2 to month of may.

synopsis. as the month of may ends, you wonder what june holds for you and heeseung (especially with no more need to fake date)

word count. 2k words

warnings. none aside from a few curse words

note. this is a part 2 to month of may which you can find here, i’ve had this idea for a while so it was about time to post the sequel! i hope this is how some of u pictures the sequel to look like

Yujin leaves the day after the wedding, and you’re only left with the weekend to recompose yourself and go back into practiced hiding.

The 48 hours is quick, spent buried under your covers, and living in your head. Overthinking. Sleeping. Repeat. There was no guise of fake dating to use as an excuse for the way you look at him now, for the way you reach for his hand, for the way you hug him a little longer than you should.

June starts with a heavy heart. Almost scared. Almost not able to leave the next day for school.

Your fingers tremble as you smoothen down the slight crinkles of your shirt, looking at yourself in the mirror. There’s a critical frown on your face. Now is the only time to be sad. You can’t do it when Heeseung’s around.

Pouting lips and wavering eyes are so easy for him to notice.

Sighing, you have to force yourself to look away from the mirror in fear that you’d successfully be able to convince yourself not to go to school today—the way you’ve been telling yourself last night.

Heeseung. Heeseung. Heeseung.

He’s the thought of your dreams, and he remains polluting your thoughts even as you grab your bag to head for the door. Maybe if you walk fast enough, you won’t be able to catch him in the hallways.

48 hours is not enough for recomposition.

You just have to keep your footsteps fast, one step after the other in a quickened pace—

“Oh, sorry!” You collide with a firm figure, almost falling back but his hands find yours quick enough to pull you back on your feet.

“Woah, careful, angel.” You could recognize that voice anywhere.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. You’re absolutely fucked.

“Let me grab that for you.” Heeseung falls into practiced routine, grabbing the bag that’s slung around your shoulders before he switches the direction from which he was walking. “I thought we were walking to school together?”

“Oh.” Your eyes travel anywhere but to his, suddenly hypnotized by the gravel of the cemented ground. Maybe it can hear your silent prayers to swallow you up right now. “I thought since we weren’t fake dating anymore, there wouldn’t be a reason for you to still walk me to school.”

His eyebrows are furrowed as you speak, but he still manages to let out a chuckle when he finally hears your reasoning out. It’s enough for heat to rise to your face—the warm, red, embarrassing kind. You feel embarrassed.

“Don’t be silly.” A playful flick to your forehead, his other hand brushing against yours as you keep walking. “I’ll always walk you to school. I’m not gonna stop just because we aren’t dating anymore.”

Heeseung’s voice is teasing, especially when he utters the word dating. It hurts you for more than it should, for more reasons than you can comprehend. It’s because you know. You know not a single moment was real to him. Not in the way it was for you.

You don’t even realize the distance you’ve walked, and that you’re in front of your first class of the day from the clammy way your hands felt and the way the ground shook with every step you took. It’s only when Heeseung hands you back your bag are you able to ground yourself back to reality for a few seconds.

“I’ll see you later.” On instinct, Heeseung grabs the back of your head to pull you close so he can place a quick kiss on your forehead. It’s a lazy peck, but it feels so routine. So natural.

It’s only when he gains sight of your wide eyes does he realize what he’d just done. Cue his sheepish smile and shy scratching at the back of his head paired with a string of apologies. “Sorry, I wasn’t thinking.”

You wave him off politely, telling him it was fine and quickly slipping into your classroom before you can say anything else. You don’t trust yourself, and the words forming in your mouth. You know yourself too well.

The next time Heeseung slips up is only a few days later. He tells himself it can’t be helped, with the way your hand’s brushing against his like it’s begging to be held. He doesn’t say anything else when he takes your hand in his, doesn’t even look at you. He only buries your intertwined hands into the pockets of his hoodie as you resume your walk together.

“Heeseung?” You ask. Almost hopeful.

“Hm?” He doesn’t acknowledge what’s happening, simply squeezes your hand as you continue to walk down the path towards where you live. Then, he tells you goodbye as you’re still in the middle of trying to process whatever the hell is going on.

The third time he does it, you’re convinced he’s doing it on purpose. Especially when he easily pulls you on his lap during one of your movie nights with the boys, keeping you in his hold and pulling you back so you’re resting against his chest. Cold palms rest around your waist, fiddling with the end of your shirt as his eyes remain fixed on the television.

He doesn’t say anything when you look at him with a questioning look, simply pulls your head back so it’s flush against his neck.

Later, he apologizes and tells you it was simply out of the habit of fake dating you for the whole month of May.

+

“What’s going on with you and (Name)?”

It’s Jay that breaks Heeseung’s train of thoughts.

“What do you mean?” He replies, conversation slipping easily though his eyes are elsewhere in the room. Scanning. Looking for you.

“I thought you fake broke up but why are you still holding her hand every chance you get?” It’s harsh and straightforward, but it’s something Heeseung needs to hear.

He stands still, unperturbed by Jay’s sudden stab of his thoughts. It’s hard not to look at you when you’re smiling like that with your friends. And it’s even harder not to stare when Jay reminds him of his actions and he feels his hand itch to hold yours again.

“You’re hopeless.” Jay throws him a pat in the back, rolling his eyes at his best friend. “You should tell her. You might regret it if you don’t.”

A defense is brewing in Heeseung’s throat, but it’s all in vain. He knows how he feels, and he should’ve seen it coming. A month of falling into the way you smile at him was not his brightest idea—then again, he didn’t think he’d fall in the first place.

But every look, every smile, every kiss, every time you reached for his hand was a step towards his eventual realization that he’s been burying his feelings for so long, refusing for them to surface only for them to blow up in his face and spring up all at once.

Jay is right. He’s hopeless, and he might as well fall into the coffin he’d made for himself. Ever since that day at the wedding, he’d spent every day missing you—even if you were just there.

He still misses you, misses the feeling he gets when you tiptoe just to kiss his cheek, the same feeling he gets when you run a hand through his hair. Your hands. Your lips.

Then he’s suddenly aware of you making your way to him. Could you possibly feel the same when you don’t look at him the way you did that fateful Month? It only reminds him that you’re no longer fake dating, and he has to fight himself from reaching out to hold your hand the way he did for those 31 days.

He finds he can’t stop thinking about you, even as June starts to end. It’s almost been a month, but every day he finds an excuse to hold your hand and tell you it’s just out of habit.

Heeseung is a liar, but your feeble heart cannot discern his lies for the life of it.

Heeseung looks back at May, at the depth of his words that one time you had coffee with Yujin. How falling for you had happened along the lines of me walking you home everyday, and you waiting for him to finish practice even though it’d run really long. Somewhere along those fleeting moments, Heeseung’s heart had started to expand and beat tenfold around you.

And he’d hoped that maybe even as May ended, you’d both just carry on as if there was nothing of pretense in the way you looked at each other. He’s had to break your gaze multiple times the month before, afraid that you’d see how real everything had become for him.

It’s still you in his mind as he walks you home, quiet streets aside from the quiet chirping of crickets in the distance. His hand is on yours again, and you’ve long decided to just let him.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.” You attempt to pull your hand away, but Heeseung remains unmoving from his spot. His eyes are on your intertwined hands before they’re on yours, and you have to physically keep yourself standing from the sudden wave that hits you when you meet his eyes. He’s looking at you different, as if there’s something hidden that wants to be solicited.

Then he pulls you close. A calculated tug enough that your faces are inches apart from each other. He has stripped his exterior from you, offering you nothing but his softness and his eyes that are feverishly staring at your lips.

“Last month? Did it mean anything to you?” He starts, and your heart stutters at the question. Had you been obvious all along?

“What?” You gulp. You swear you’re being tested everyday, for how longer you can keep hiding your feelings.

“Did last month mean anything to you?”

“I don’t know what you mean. Look, I have to get back inside to… to…“

Your brain is telling you to get in, make up any excuse to get in your house and avoid this conversation and—

“Would you be mad if I kissed you right now?” You freeze in your spot at the words he utters. He’s leaning closer and closer with every word, lips hovering over yours. Almost hesitant.

He gives you time to pull away, to step back, to leave him there. You look at his eyes, in search of any form of pretense but it all looks so real. So genuine. And his lips look so kissable.

So you bite the bullet.

When you finally close the gap between your lips, a relieved sigh falls from his before he tilts his head to kiss you properly. He brings a hand to the back of your head, pushing your lips closer on his until it’s all he can feel, until you’re all he can taste. His kiss feels gentle, but desperate all the same and you return it by putting years worth of feelings into his lips.

He doesn’t fight the smile on his face when you pull away from the kiss, forehead pressed against yours as he closes his eyes to cement this moment and every detail into memory.

“Last month meant something to you?” You whisper, and he nods in confession. “I didn’t lie when I said you were more than a best friend to me. Then you pushed me to dance with her, and I thought it was your way of rejecting me.”

“I’ve been in love with you for years, Hee.” You laugh at how stupid everything is, how dumb your situation was, and he laughs back.

“So you’re telling me I could’ve been holding you like this for years?” He asks, and you nod with a lovesick smile plastered on your lips. He hums, leaning down to place a quick peck on your lips. “And kissing you like this?”

“Hm.” You hum.

“Guess I’ll have to make up for lost time then.”

Heeseung pulls you tighter against his chest, chin on the top of your head as he sways the two of you back and forth. He delays the moment, anything to keep it from ending. Nothing but the moon and the streetlights and the chirping of crickets and the beating of your hearts accompany you. A heartbeat, then another. A quiet confession of love.

And just as fast as May wilted away, June begins to blossom.

[jjuwuni]

shortcut to heaven | yang jungwon x oc

pairings — yang jungwon x reader

genre — fluff, angst, college!au, fake dating trope, drama, occasional smut (minors dni please)

summary —  Two strangers seemingly cross paths, everywhere they go. 

Would they find their heaven among their chaotic lives? 

“ That’s right, I’m talking to you, ” Jungwon, THE Yang Jungwon, with his arm, outstretched, index pointing right at me, “ Do you want to be my girlfriend? Fake girlfriend, that is, so make sure you don't end up falling for me. ” With his right dimple in full view, he smirks at me. 

And that was the day my whole life turned upside down.

warnings — a SOCMED AU but with heavy narrations, fake dating trope with some twist n' turns, compared to my other stuff this one is definitely more on the cute, fluff side hehe so not much warnings in terms of content ! OT7 enha is present, as well as probably other 4th gen idols, will use nwjns minji as the faceclaim for y/n, alcohol, drunken mishaps, profanity, there might be slightly dark themes surrounding family and love, no mnc i assure you, making out, smut etc. will happen so minors 👀 watching you !

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A/N: wow, updated both my fics on the same day. this is an achievement i think :) anyway, enjoy enjoy ! things are only going to get better (and more complicated and fun) from here. lmk what you think as always please ! your guys' comments keep me inspired to keep writing 🥺 BTW ! taglist is OPEN! for this.

taglist: @jwnghyuns, @sparklingsjy, @y0ubleedjusttoknowyourealive

JIN PANICKING IN 3...2...1...

HELLO ??? ARE YOU STILL THERE ??

NARRATION — READER'S POV

It was as if she couldn't sit still that whole afternoon after Sunghoon asked her out for coffee. It was slowly but surely sinking in that Park Sunghoon himself asked her out to have coffee.

Given, that he didn’t specify what it was for, but who was she to say no to such an offer? Especially after what she saw and how he treated her when she got whacked in the head by the door on the way to the student council room.

It was at that moment that she realized that among that group of people she thought she despised, there were kind souls. 

It was no wonder that Sunghoon won the hearts of the majority of the student body and why he was the president of the student council.

He was just really, well, for the lack of a better word – nice. 

And she’d be lying if she said she didn’t find him attractive. 

Unlike that Jungwon guy. 

But if she were to be truly honest with herself, ever since the small moment they shared back in the janitor’s closet, safe to say, he’s been haunting her. For the past 3 nights, her dreams would always consist of Jungwon making a cameo, one way or another. 

And she was almost sure that she caught him staring at her in class the Monday after that fateful weekend. 

But why? The whole school knows that Jungwon has been actively pursuing Sooyoung since time immemorial, and has been relentless about it. Perhaps that’s what gave Sooyoung that extra edge among all the other girls in school. To think that the most eligible bachelor in the whole university has set his eyes on you, must be nice. 

The familiar ding in her phone makes its presence known and pulls her out of her deep thoughts, and it sends Jinae to rush out of the room, knowing that someone is waiting downstairs in front of her dorm’s building. 

Greeted by the sight of a red, shiny Mercedes-Benz C-class, she tries her hardest not to let her jaw drop to the floor at the sight of it all.

There was Sunghoon, leaning against the hood of his vehicle, phone in hand, silver specs decorating his prominent features, eyebrows thick and furrowed together as he was evidently busy reading something on his phone. 

Upon approaching him, the male looks up at her just in time as if he sensed her presence, features softening at the sight of her. “Hey,” He greets, baring his canine teeth. Wow, it's like he's an actual vampire. “You made it.”

God, should I ask him to bite me?

Shaking off her rather unwanted thoughts, she finally musters out a greeting back, “Hi, sorry, did I take too long?” 

Vehemently shaking his head, Sunghoon walks over to the passenger seat and gestures for her to get in, “Nope, not at all! Thanks for making time for me today.” 

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The car ride was silent at first, but not to the point that it was unbearable. Jinae wanted to initiate the conversation but admittedly didn’t know how. They were in the middle of the road, stuck in the middle of rush hour traffic, with Sunghoon giving her the chance to play whatever song she wanted after handing her his phone. 

“So,” Finally, Sunghoon broke the silence, “You’re probably wondering why I asked you out huh?” 

“Yeah, I guess you could say that.” She replies, rubbing the back of her head, “Um, but it's not that I’m complaining! I’m just.. It was so sudden.” 

He breaks out into a small laugh, his fangs coming into view again and she couldn’t deny the fact that it made her heart skip a beat. After all, even though they’d had limited interactions up until that point, only going as far as a nod or a smile here and there whenever her adviser would ask her to drop off paperwork at the student council office, she never saw Sunghoon smile. 

His aura does a 180 when he smiles, so handsome.

“I know, sorry about that. Actually, I've been wanting to befriend you for so long.” Frank as can be, he wastes no time in getting straight to his point. “I guess you can say, I just really never knew how to approach you.” 

And there goes the thumping in her chest again, “Oh,” She timidly replies, nodding her head. “I see! Actually, apart from two people, I really don't have many friends at school, so, why not! You seem very… nice.” Jinae adds with cheeks dusted a light pink. 

“Nice? Hah, thank you. And I’m happy. Though I must say, I’m surprised, I thought you'd have a ton of friends. You're a dancer, you're smart... Popular with people, from what I heard all around school. What's not to like?” He continues on with his frank remarks. 

“Eh? I think not...” 

“Maybe they’re just intimidated by you.” Sunghoon cuts in, “I know I was.” 

“Huh? Why? Is my face that scary?” The female asks, placing her hands over her cheeks. 

A throaty laugh is heard from Sunghoon’s end, “Nah, it's not like that, it's like – how do I explain this. Your aura? Maybe. Like, you're unreachable, or something.” 

Jinae couldn’t help but laugh, followed by a light slap on the chest, a clear indication that she was comfortable with someone, “Hey! No! Oh my god. I guess I just wanted to keep a low profile in school? I get attached to people so quickly too so, I try not to forge too many friendships. It's scary to me.” 

She didn’t know what came over her, and why it felt so easy to be comfortable enough with Sunghoon for her to divulge such information. 

He nods solemnly, “I understand,” His voice trails off, as he casts a glance over at her. Their eyes met and Jinae could feel some kind of stirring from her insides, “Please don't worry though, my intentions with you are pure. I promise.” 

“I will hold you to that.” Was all she could say, trying to fight the fluttering feelings from within.

CUTE CAFE UPDATES 🫶

LEE HEESEUNG KNOWS WASSUP

🥺🥺🥺 PWETTY

NARRATION — READER'S POV

Suffice it to say, the next day was quite literally the worst in Jinae's young life. For one, she forgot her readings at home, so she wasn't able to participate much during class.

Two, she tripped up the stairs, which caused her to spill her sea salt latte, wasting her hard-earned money. 

Three, and probably the worst of them all, she got laid off from her job as a 7-Eleven clerk that morning via text. 

Groaning in frustration, she found herself lying on the floor of Jake’s apartment unit, staring up at the ceiling while her two best friends stared at her with saddened expressions. 

“Girl, okay, enough, stop moping around!” Sunoo finally exclaims, "That might've been a good thing! You've been late for our 10am class for the past weeks. Besides, you have another job anyway, right? In our school's admin office?"

Laying on her side and not minding the fact that she was literally laying on a hardwood floor, “That's not enough for my everyday expenses, Sun.” She whines out, pushing her lower lip out, busying herself by giving Jake's dog Layla a few pats on the head, "And I don't want to burden my parents for any of my expenses."  

“Babygirl,” Jake's soft tone makes itself known, walking over to her and crouching down on the floor to rub her back, “You’ll find something else to do, I swear. But for now, Sunoo and I are here to help you.. with anything. Even your finances.” 

“True.. OMG! What if– you just find yourself a sugar daddy!?” Sunoo suggests, eyes bright as he does, as if that was the most groundbreaking idea ever. 

She reaches for the throw pillow on the floor and chucks it over Sunoo’s way, which he dodges in time with a laugh, “Shut up, I'd rather go around and pick up trash along the highway than find myself a sugar daddy, please!” 

“What’s so wrong about a sugar daddy? It’s easy money.” Jake interjects. 

Sunoo quickly responds, “You say that just because you have a sugar daddy yourself, in the form of Mister Lee Heeseung!” 

“Hey! He’s not my sugar daddy!” The older male between the two scowls. “We’re just having fun.”

“Enough, you two! My head already hurts as it is, you guys aren't helping me.” 

“Ok then let's be serious, didn't Sunghoon ask you out? Just go date him for real! You'll never know, you might take over their family business when you marry into their family. They're super rich anyways.” 

All Jinae could do was frown, “That's nothing! Besides, we're just friends, please.” 

The two males exchanged knowing glances at each other at their best friend’s denial. “Sure sure. Whatever you say.” The younger spoke, crossing his legs and resting back on the couch, leaving Jinae alone with her thoughts.

REHEARSALS TIME

👀👀👀 HMM WHAT HAPPPENED?

** A/N: typo correction - "that was an interesting rehearsal"

NARRATION — SUNGHOON'S POV

Sitting around their hideout, the four boys decided to have a rather chill night. Being a part of such a social circle, they’re always asked to attend house parties and parties in general, left and right. But tonight, they decided they were just going to put on some vibey music and sit around the lounge area of the Rangers hideout, drinking and smoking as one does at their age. 

Their topic of conversation for the past two hours has mostly been about schoolwork, and complaining about the workload. 

Following that, there was a 10-minute silence that enveloped the four men, with them just catching up on messages on their phones, scrolling through social media, and taking a sip from their beer cans. 

That was, until, Jungwon broke the silence. 

“What do you guys know about Park Jinae?” He asked, eyes still glued to the phone he had in his hand. 

Unbeknownst to him, Sunghoon tensed up beside him. 

“Oh, Jinae?” Heeseung’s right eyebrow raised, “Well, I do know she’s Jake’s best friend. Isn’t she pretty popular? I sometimes see her coming to school on a motorbike.” 

“All the boys in my class talk about her. Why do you think so many guys show up to events where the dance club performs?” Ni-ki affirmed, resting back on the couch behind him, both elbows resting on the backrest. 

“She’s an enigma, isn’t she?” So far, it was a dialogue between the oldest and the youngest in the group, with Jungwon and Sunghoon keeping quiet for now, “Actually, now that I’m thinking about it, no one knows anything about her. Not that it’s a bad thing, but you know. Anyway, why are you asking? Are you really planning to ask her to pretend to be your girlfriend to make Sooyoung jealous?” Heeseung squints at the younger Jungwon as he asks this. 

“I mean yes, but not just that. I just - she seems interesting. You know she almost swung at me at dance practice today, because I called her out for being late.” Instead of being annoyed about it, Jungwon could only grin, “It was pretty cool.” 

“She swung at you?! HAHAHA how funny is that?!” Ni-ki bursts out into a big fit of laughter, placing his hand on his stomach, soon followed by Heeseung. 

One corner of Sunghoon’s lips twitched upwards into a grin trying to imagine her throwing a punch at Jungwon. 

“What about you, Sunghoon hyung? Do you know anything about her?” Jungwon’s curiosity was piqued by his silence. Given, he’s always been the quiet one among the four, call it intuition, but the younger did sense a kind of tense vibe from the other. 

“Hmmm? Well..” Crossing his legs over one another and resting back on the couch, he hummed, “She’s cool, at least from what I’ve noticed. Very easy to talk to, too. She’s... beautiful, yeah.” He couldn’t help but smile at the thought of the girl, swirling the contents of the beer can in his hand. 

That didn't go unnoticed, the way his eyes lit up. But the younger decided not to say anything about it for now, “I see.” Jungwon timidly responded, stroking his chin in the process. 

It was like Sunghoon could hear the cogwheels turning in Jungwon’s head in response, “Be careful with your decisions, Jungwon. We’re not here to police you or anything, feel like you’ve had your fair share of that in your life, but, all I’m saying is, make sure that whatever you’re planning, no one gets hurt.” He tried his hardest not to sound as if he was scolding him. 

But at this moment, he found himself worrying about Jinae, too.

BABY GOOD NIGHT 🌙 .. (a series of texts)

** A/N: typo correction (wow i'm on a roll with typos today) - "am i in trouble"

LMFAO JIN PLEASE

REPLY TO HIM ALREADY GEEZ

MORE GOODNIGHT TEXTS

[laufeyslegacy]

Angst Dialogues Prompts

☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ 

"I can't believe you kept this from me all these years. How am I supposed to trust you now?"

2. "Every time I look at you, I'm reminded of all the mistakes we made. How do we move past this?"

3. "I feel like I'm drowning, and no one can hear me calling for help."

4. "Nothing I do is ever good enough. I'm such a failure."

5. "I can't stop worrying about the future. What if everything goes wrong?"

6. "I'm so angry all the time, and I don't know how to let it go."

7. "I just want to disappear and never come back. I'm so done with this life."

8. "I'm falling apart, and I don't know how to put the pieces back together."

9. "I feel so alone, even when I'm surrounded by people. No one understands what I'm going through."

10. "I'm so overwhelmed, and I can't seem to catch a break."

11. "I'm just barely hanging on, and I don't know how much longer I can keep going."

12. "I'm so tired of pretending that everything is okay when it's not."

13. "I feel like I'm losing my mind, and I don't know how to stop it."

14. "I'm so scared of the future, and I don't know how to face it."

15. "I'm so tired of being the strong one. I just want to break down and cry."

16. "I'm so done with this constant struggle. I just want to give up."

17. "I'm so frustrated with myself for not being able to fix this."

18. "I'm so overwhelmed by all the expectations and demands on me."

19. "I'm so tired of feeling like I'm not good enough."

20. "I'm so done with this constant state of anxiety and worry."

☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ 

[soobinzzwallet]

Be my baby ? જ⁀➴

Jake is head frat boy and you need someone to help you get rid of your ex (frat) boyfriend. Jake loves you secretly but do you? And as much as him?

What better situation to be in :D

frat boy Jake x reader

TW: violence, rumors, abuse, slutshaming

note ♡ : Enjoyyyy! I might do part 2

♡ 8:20 PM

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Summer is back, the weather is more sunnier and warm on the skin and that means bikini's out and more house parties are back. More frat house parties. Where the craziest shits happen as in dealing,stripping and whipping out you know what.

For you hell only begun now, since you broke up with your ex "k". He has been bugging you left and right about how you're missing out or you lost a diamond. A diamond? Please he was a peace of shit. Cheated on you multiple time with diff' girls. You did Not take that.

But unfortunately for you, you couldn't just be alone and weep about the heartbreak. Your friend Yunjin obviously had to drag you to another frat party that oh by the way your ex is also part of. Yeah life sucks right now for you. But you couldn't say no to Yunjin. She'll kill you if you said the simple word of two letters n and o , " no" .

She wore a black skirt witha silver top that also had diamonds on them along with glitter. She also had black boots on along with a black and silver belt around her tiny waist and silver jewelries ofc.

You wore a black short who covered enough with ripped black leggings under the shorts. You also wore a graphic black T-shirt your dad use to own and over that a black zipper with your black converse. And for jewelries you only had your silver rings and chains. They're casual.

You don't eve know how she got them to let you in. I mean you weren't the typical girl they would invite. Even when you were still in a relationship with K, He would barely bring you. You had no problem with it tho. You felt uncomfortable going there. You'd rather read your books and stay in your cozy room and sleeping in your amazing bed.

But here you are... at a frat party where your ex is a member of. God please pray for me. The booming sounds of the music was clrear from blocks away now imagine if you were actually at the house party. When you arrived before getting out of the car you let out a big ass sigh. Because tonight was really going to be a long night for you.

♡ 8:50 PM at the frat house party

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When you pulled up to the house you got hitt with a wave of smoke and a song scent of alcohol and aybe even drugs. You already begun to hate the decision you made to come to the party. Why does Yunjin have such a big effect on you? You're never able to say no to her, EVER! " Hey, let's go imma introduce you to my friends " she said.

You already knew her other girl friends who were mostly girlfriends of frat boys. They didn't like you for some reason, everyone if not most people thought you were a lesbian. And just because of a stupid rumor that K spreaded after y'all broke up. To save his ass and try to make people think he was a victim. "GUYS, this is Y/N. Y/N these are my firends, heeseung,jake,sunghoon,and jay my babyyy " she said.

they all introduced themselves and you did too. After that the one called Jake, he looked like a puppy more specifically a golden retriever. He had a black T-shirt and silver chainds and rings and a grey,blue mixed colors pants. They looked good on him, he looked good too. He was a solid 10/10 not gonna lie. He pointed at you in utter excittement " Hey our favorite lesbian ". Wich by the way he said it too loudly. You closed your eyes and internally rolled them and cursed under your breath before answering.

" I'm not a lesbian, it's just some stupid rumor!" you said trying to explain, hoping they would understand your situations. But you doubt it since they're prob friend with k. I mean they're in the same fraternity so, isn't that obvious that they would rather believe their own "brother". You just sighed again for the nth time today and decided to go look around the house and find a nice spot to chill.

You grabbed yourself a bottle of coke to have some sort of company while looking around. It was the usual college parties, drunk boys and girls. Dealers dealing , drinking , alcohol. A lot of alcohol and people being freaky in front of everyone ew. After a whie you thought you found a spot it was outside in the garden on a little secluded area from the rest.

You had a chair in hand from the bar and used it to sit on it and drink your coke while waiting for Yunjin to get done with whatever she's doing right now. You started rinking and enjoying the vieuw you had it was pretty. The stars were twinkling and they were beautiful too. It was when you almost finished your coke that you felt like you were hungry so you got back in and left the chair and the coke to go grab something to eat " maybe a cake would be good " you thought.

Your rushed trough the kitchen and trough the waves of bodies of drunk college boys and girls. It was when you almost got to your destination when suddenly a hand turned you around it was him. K grabbed your wrist and turned you around to look at him.

" Let me go! What do you want? "

" What the fuck are you doing here huh? "

" That doesn't fucking matter, let me go! "

" Oh don't worry i already know, you came here to slut around right? Trying to fuck the head frats huh? With your slutty bitch ass friend Yunjin-

SLAP!

You slapped him. You weren't going to take his shit anymore, no not anymore! But K didn't take that well, this time he choked you and pushed you to the wall. He put a lof of pressure in his hands that were on your neck. Since he was bigger and stronger than you, the pressure was even more. You almost couldn't breathe anymore and almost gave up when-

BLATCH!

A bat was smacked into his head, k fell down immediatly he was now unconscious big time. You looked at your savior trough hooded eyes, the ffect was still hard on you but it became better slowly.

" Are you okay? "

you didn't respond, couldn't actually...

" Y/N are you okay? " you remembered that voice. It was jake one of yunjin's friends. The one that looked like a golden retriever. He picked you up with a little grunt and set you on a table not far from where you guys justs standed. He took your face in his hands and checked for any bruises.

" Can you please send me somewhere,please? " you asked him and he let you go telling you to lead the way. And you did, you walked back to the area a little further away from the partying people. Soon you noticed that your coke bottle was now empty. " Oh uhm yeah sorry i drank that " he paused and continued " what happened back there? If you feel comfortable telling me ofcourse. " you responded.

" My ex is crazy, i caught him cheating and he was a pussy and started spreading rumors about me and harassing me. Because he thought i would tell other people about it " you said between little pauses.

There was a long pause until he responded " there might be a solution for this " you raised an eyebrow at him and then you suddenly realised how close y'all were to each other. So close that it'll seem that you were kissing each other. You just kept looking at him. When suddenly he closed the gap between y'all and kissed you hard. I'm saying hand on your waist that also wanted to travel to your butt but didn't.

" The solution is be my girl, baby " he said smirking at you.

♡ 9:20 PM

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No proofread

Also it's ike 1 AM here 😭😭 my sleeping schedule is fucked up

[jungwonderz]

𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈 𝐃𝐎 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄, 𝐇𝐀

𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂 ; in which you go to your boyfriends house to suprise him for your second year anniversary, just to see him kissing your best friend on the couch. heartbroken and not thinking right, your already thinking of a plan to get back at him. what better choice than fake dating? good thing someone else is going through the same situation, but what happens if you just end up falling in love with your fake boyfriend?

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 : park sunghoon x reader (fem)

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 : smau, fake dating turn real, crack, fluff, angst(?)

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : profanity, drugs, me being unfunny, excessive use of emojis, kys/kms jokes, sexual jokes but no sexual content, making out, ex!minhee, exbff!winter, some things go kind of fast, lemme know if there’s any i missed!

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 : indefinite hiatus

𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐄 : whenever i can

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 : open! (send a ask)

𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 : 01/31/23

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 : lowercase intended. all characters are 19-24. this is my first time doing a smau so pls bare with me!! pls lemme know if I missed any warnings or genre or anything🫶🏾 send a ask or comment if u wanna be in the taglist :) all photos of reader are for visual only, reader has no face claim. also PLEASE ignore timestamps on messages and twt💔

chapters that have not yet been posted might have a name change.

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒

y/n shooters , sunghoon’s minions , privates

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

1. are u serious lol

2. chaewon fixes almost everything

— extra chapter #1

3. i wanna make him regret it

4. uhm!!

5. oh?

6. what if

7. a dumb plan

8. …

9. …

10 …

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 : @ilvsoup @abdiitcryy @redm4ri @viagumi @ddenoudepression @blossomnct @hanniluvi @captivq @mangobee @faeryhee @loves0ft @ashxxgyu @arininlove @chaewon-slays @yenqa

[hafimns]

sunghoon writing promt

ok js imagine the reader being a writer and their next work is a romance novel. theyre not very well known but theyve got a fair bit of followers. and like they come up with the idea of bodygaurd x celeb. in this case she could already imagine herself being the celeb but she need someone to fall in love with her. her bodygaurd maybe? park sunghoon? how could she convince him? higher pay? nahhh all it took was one "hey i know this sounds very weird but can you be like my "pretend boyfriend" for like the next few months for my new book?" bro would be flabbergasted. he would be doing his best to keep a calm and serious face on the outside but dude is so smiley on the inside cuz he has the most massive crush on you. bro is fr your day 1 fan. after this its quite straightforward yall start "fake dating" and going on "fake dates" and god knows when the tension increases in your book and so does it in real life and the next thing you know is that your writing a kiss scene in your book. was the kiss you has in real life meant for the book? eh somewhat. did you guys end up dating after the words "was that for the book" "no sunghoon, i love you"? yes. yes you did

[ghostiiess]

I thought about it and I think it would be better if the fake dating fic wasn't about Jake, since the smau is already about him. But, don't worry! Drunk In Love's smau will be all about Jake :)

I'll come back later to see the results 😈

[luumiinaa]

♡ reblogging from my shadow-reader days ♡

nice to meet you, boyfriend!◞♡ ⃗ y.jw

۵ SUMMARY ! when a strange man approaches you at the grocery store, you call for your "boyfriend", who has just cluelessly entered the store, unaware of his new relationship status with you, a complete stranger. hopefully he plays along…

۵ PAIRING ! jungwon × gn!reader

۵ GENRE ! fake dating on the spot, fluff with shy wonnie

۵ WC ! 1.2k

۵ WARNINGS ! weirdo trying to get your number — he touches your hand

a/n: woops i wrote this thing super quickly last night while listening to old love by yuji <3 i should be working on requests but it was jungwon hours okay!! (when is it not tbh)

farmers must be smiling brilliantly by a glance at the view outside. heavy droplets of rain shower onto the concrete, washing away the tiny pieces of rubble deserted one by one.

but those little rocks weren’t the only soon-to-be deserted things if your damn umbrella didn’t open up; you knew you shouldn’t have made such an impulsive purchase at the dollar store — but the colorful design of the flexible plastic was much too charming to resist!

nonetheless, after a couple more pathetic attempts of you looking like a lunatic and smacking your umbrella against the ground, you eventually huff in surrender as you continue down the sidewalk, allowing the raindrops to attack you mercilessly.

all you wanted was to pick up some easy, reheatable dinner from the convenience store, you didn’t think you’d be getting a free shower along the way.

luckily, it wasn’t much longer before you made it to the small market, sighing in relief as the warmth enclosed you from the miserable weather outside. you nod politely in greeting to the employee behind the counter, shuffling your way further into the store to find yourself some ramen.

now, the hardest decision of all, what flavor to get? perhaps today is a roast beef day, yeah that sounds pretty good! or wait, soy sauce never fails either, but you couldn’t go wrong with just salt right—

“excuse me?”

you’re snapped out of your inner debate by the sound of a male’s voice from right next to you. flinching in surprise, you turn around to find a much older looking, tall man staring down at you. “oh, yes?” you reply awkwardly, looking around to see if you’ve missed something. “my bad, am i in the way?”

the stranger smirks, gazing down at you strangely as if you were a piece of meat. “no, actually i was just wondering if i could get your number?” he asks (well, it didn’t exactly seem like asking in the way he already began pulling out his phone in the middle of his sentence, as if there was no possibility of you denying him).

“uh,” you gulp, looking around the store nervously. “i’m sorry, do i know you?

for some reason, his simper grows at that, suddenly grabbing your hand in his free one. “no, but you can always get to know me, babe.”

yeah, absolutely not. you resist the urge to gag, now feeling more enticed to simply find an escape rather than get your ramen.

fortunately, the doorbell rings abruptly, alerting a new customer's entry and giving you the distraction needed to rip your hand away from the man’s unwanted grip.

a cat-like boy with fluffy, tangled hair walks in, his hands cutely stuffed into the pockets of his grey hoodie. each ear held a shiny white airpod, and his sweats and sneakers told you that just like you, he was probably just here to quickly grab something and be on his merry way, which only made you feel more guilty for what you were about to do.

“oh! actually, there’s my boyfriend,” you shout slightly, praying to every god that the boy’s headphones weren’t soundproof, and that he’d play along.

even at the mention of your ‘boyfriend’, the older man doesn’t back up at all, clearly untrustworthy of your statement as he stays grossly glued to your front.

your new boyfriend definitely didn’t hear you; it was easy to tell in the way he continued to nod his head slightly to his music, walking down the aisle, until for a split second, he met your desperate eyes. at your intense staring, his eyebrows furrow, looking between you and the man before cautiously taking out his airpods. “uh, hello?”

even his voice was cute, damn it. focus. “babe!” you watch worriedly as his eyes widen in surprise at the petname. shit, please play along.

“i’ve been waiting for you, i was just deciding on what ramen flavor we should get.” you hold your breath, both you and the man staring at him intensely.

it was silent for a moment. pleasepleasepleaseplease—

the boy unravels his hands from his pockets, confidently walking over to you and wrapping an arm around your waist. “oh, is that so? and who’s this?” he says, unimpressed as he studies the man up and down.

the man quickly backs up, raising his hands in surrender. “oh, my bad man, i was just—”

your new companion coughs as an interruption, suddenly pushing you back to stand in between you and the man. “trying to flirt with my partner? that’s nice, but i think we’ll be on our way now,” he announces nonchalantly, leading you along next to him as you make your grand escape.

the millisecond you’ve made it to a new aisle of the store, the boy releases you from his protective grip, shyly backing up and bowing instantly. “i’m so sorry, i hope it was okay i touched you i just wasn’t really sure what to do but i—i knew you needed help and—“

you walk up to him as he continues his rant, taking his larger hand in yours in hopes of getting him to calm down a bit. though it seems to have the opposite effect by the way he instantly freezes up, and you barely hold in a laugh at his dumbstruck expression and apple red cheeks.

just moments ago, this boy was standing up to a man much older and bigger than him with a confident hold on your waist; now here he was, refusing to even meet your eyes as he fidgets with his hoodie strings.

“it’s okay, i really appreciate it. what was your name?” you inquire with a tilt of your head.

“jungwon! it’s jungwon.”

“y/n,” you introduce, offering a hand out to him. “say, jungwon,“ he smiles shyly at the way his name flows out of your lips, a harsh dimple poking through his cheek. “wanna come have some ramen with me? y’know, to show my appreciation.” you aren’t quite sure where your sudden confidence came from, perhaps it was due to how timid the boy in front of you was.

jungwon’s head snaps up at your offer, and you coo at his small expression that truly resembles a surprised cat. “oh, sure! i actually came here to buy some anyway.”

that’s how you found yourself hand in hand with a boy you’d only met a few minutes ago, grocery bag slung over your arm while you share his airpods, humming along to music while walking back to your apartment.

“under the moonlight we made our first kiss, ‘cause this is the moment you made me feel like it’s the old love…

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shortcut to heaven | yang jungwon x oc

pairings — yang jungwon x reader

genre — fluff, angst, college!au, fake dating trope, drama, occasional smut (minors dni please)

summary —  Two strangers seemingly cross paths, everywhere they go. 

Would they find their heaven among their chaotic lives? 

“ That’s right, I’m talking to you, ” Jungwon, THE Yang Jungwon, with his arm, outstretched, index pointing right at me, “ Do you want to be my girlfriend? Fake girlfriend, that is, so make sure you don't end up falling for me. ” With his right dimple in full view, he smirks at me. 

And that was the day my whole life turned upside down.

warnings — first and foremost, this is a SOCMED AU, fake dating trope with some twist n' turns, compared to my other stuff this one is definitely more on the cute, fluff side hehe so not much warnings in terms of content ! OT7 enha makes a cameo, as well as probably other 4th gen idols, will use nwjns minji as the faceclaim for y/n, alcohol, drunken mishaps, profanity, there might be slightly dark themes surrounding family and love, no mnc i assure you, making out, smut etc. will happen so minors 👀 watching you !

A/N: HELLO HELLO ! bela here ^^ this is my first attempt at a socmed au type of story. hope you guys like it ! as always, i'm wanting to hear your guys thoughts and whatnot so don't hesitate to comment, reblog, message me, anything ! also: taglist is open ^^

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MEET THE MAIN CHARACTERS:

YANG JUNGWON ; insta - twitter - twitter dump

Firstborn and only son of one of the most successful conglomerates in the country, poised to take over

Business management major

Has two younger sisters (14 and 7 yrs old) 

Personality: Charming, approachable, mr. social butterfly, fearless, can be reckless sometimes, natural born leader

PARK JINAE (y/n) ; insta - twitter - twitter dump

Business management major, studying under a scholarship

Works two jobs to keep herself afloat for her everyday expenses

Has an older brother 

Personality: May come off as cold and aloof at first, sarcastic, easily gets bored, reckless at times, also clumsy at times

JUNGWON'S CIRCLE - heeseung, sunghoon, ni-ki

JINAE'S CIRCLE - sunoo, jake, jay (older brother)

[icantpickabiasugh]

“Good morning kids!” Mrs. park greeted as you both walked into the kitchen “you didn’t eat the cupcakes?” A red flushes both you and sunghoons faces giggling mrs park leaves the room with a pre-made breakfast ready for you.

#lovedthefic! One of my favourite Thorpes 😍 can’t wait to read the other members I have read jays one ‘never have I ever’ loved it I’ll probably read jakes next! Sorry if you don’t appreciate the side note I added I mean no offence by it I just kept thinking that’s a way it would end in my head Mrs park would have been keeping an eye out all night already planning where the nursery is going and when the wedding is

LOVERS IN THE NIGHT

PAIRING : sunghoon x fem!reader

GENRE : smut, bed sharing, cunnilingus, fingering, protected sex, making out, biting/marking, fingering in a bathtub, aftercare, cursing, angst, attempt at humour, fluff, fake dating, usage of nicknames (princess), a lot of plot, tons of cliché scenes, mentions of heeseung, misunderstandings, mrs. park with the worst timing, shirtless sunghoon.

WC : 6.4k words

SYNOPSIS : you despised dinner parties with the park family, solely because you had to face sunghoon there, your resident fuckboy and childhood 'friend'. things took a turn when his mom caught you both in a compromising position, mistaking it as a relationship, when in reality, all you were trying to do was to snatch your phone back from sunghoon. highly pleased, his father allows him to go to the trip he's been waiting for since long. desperate, he begs you to keep up with the facade in return to set you up with heeseung, your crush. before it all, they invite you for a dinner and night-stay, forgetting to inform you that you'll be staying in sunghoon's room, sharing the bed with him.

WARNING : 18+ content, minors dni.

A/N : hihi! i'm finally back with the second installment of the trope series and it broke the record of my longest fic! i'm sorry it took me a while to write down. i hope y'all enjoy it :3 all likes, comments, reblogs and reviews are highly appreciated! iloveyou all <3

a soft thud. that's what brought you back to reality, the whole situation being evidently messed up. your eyes widened as you realised where you were—on sunghoon's bed, under sunghoon himself. to top it all, his mother, mrs. park, had just made her entrance into his room, the door being unlocked.

her shock was very apparent on her face, and well, on the floor where a small box of cupcake laid fallen. not wasting anymore time, you practically pushed sunghoon off you, sitting up and frantically thinking of what to say to his mother as sunghoon almost fell down his bed.

“oh, i'm so sorry, i didn't know you both were dating!” mrs. park squealed, happy to have gotten to know this 'secret' of you both, not looking sorry at all.

sunghoon's eyes widened in a comical manner, mouth opening to shut down the false allegations, only to be stopped again.

“sunghoon, i'm so happy for you!” she spoke, emotions clear on her face, “your dad and i are always so worried about you but now you have y/n to take care of you! there's no one else i'd rather trust you being with.” she said, eyes shining.

you both were frozen, not wanting to break her sentiments but not wanting to be misunderstood as well. mrs. park was worried about sunghoon, it was valid. sunghoon was soft and happy as child who'd do nothing wrong and would always help others. what changed? he grew up, you both did. only, he turned into what everyone calls a 'fuckboy'.

habits changed, preferences changed and you both were left being nothing but acquaintances, no stain of friendship left except for the childhood photographs the old albums held.

with a quick hug to sunghoon and a soft caress to your cheek, almost as if she was your own mother, she left the room, all jolly to spread the news to everyone else.

you both blinked once, then twice, turning to look at each other before jumping out of the bed, running downstairs with a newfound stamina.

but it seems like mrs. park was faster than you both. your parents, alongside his, stood there with big smiles plastered on their faces.

“mom–” you started but was interrupted.

“i can't believe this, y/n! we've always wanted you to be with sunghoon, he's such a darling boy!” she cooed, not once understanding the distress in your eyes.

“from now on, you can stay out however long you want to, i trust sunghoon to take good care of you, yeah?” your dad spoke out, looking at sunghoon who nodded helplessly.

it would be practically impossible for your eyes to widen even further, but it was proved wrong. you had never been allowed freedom, except for a few days such as your birthday so, when they gave you what your heart always desired, you couldn't help but be silent, letting it all sink in.

meanwhile, sunghoon was suffering the same as you, “be good to y/n, alright? she's the best girl you could get.” his father spoke, words heavy but joyful look on his face, “you've made me very happy with this decision, hoon-ah.” he patted sunghoon's shoulder.

“you can go on that trip you've been planning with your friends, i'm proud of you.” he said, that latter part being referred to you.

he turned to look at you, seeing you already looking at him, both of you gulped, not sure of what to do next.

sitting next to each other on sunghoon's bed, you both stared into nothingness. being the children of well reputed families meant lack of freedom, which was being freely thrown at you now. the reason? dating.

“they're gonna get us married.” sunghoon spoke out slowly.

“we're not old enough to get married!” you said, being in college. but you knew they could do so for their reaction said it all.

“we have to tell them the truth.” you cried out.

“and miss my trip? no.” he spoke.

you saw desperation in his eyes, he knew how much you wanted your freedom too. “it's your fault we got into this mess!” you cried out loud.

how exactly did you end up under sunghoon? the guy who got on your nerves each time you met or interacted.

it was a normal dinner, the one your families have together each month. gathering around for eating and sending you to hoon's room for the rest of the time, thinking you both are on good terms still.

you were minding your business, texting your friend about your crush, lee heeseung, a close friend of sunghoon. bad news—they call him but it didn't stop you from falling for his big doe eyes.

sunghoon accidentally, or more like, intentionally, read the chats, a smirk plastered on his face.

“heeseung? really? i didn't know good girls like you would be into bad guys.” he marvelled out loud, snatching your phone away, reading more of the conversation.

you stood up, “sunghoon, give it back!” you screamed, face hot with embarassment.

“no–” he laughed before you pushed him. he held on to your arm for support, it didn't end well as you landed straight on him, on the mattress.

his eyes stared into yours, heartbeat fast for some reason he didn't want to know. he looked beautiful, his moles catching your attention.

sunghoon snapped out of his daze tho, switching the positions so he was on top of you, his face so close to yours that your nose tip touched his.

the phone still in his hand, clutched tightly so it doesn't fall down. he wasn't sure what he was doing, but he had no intentions to stop either. until his mother came in and dropped the cupcake box.

which got you into this mess.

“do you not want your freedom?” he asked, serious.

“i do, but at what cost? i don't like you, sunghoon.” your head in hands.

“well—ouch, i'm a good looking guy okay–” he spoke.

“stop being so full of yourself, park.” you were distressed.

“okay, listen, i really want to go on that trip, all three of my friends are going and we've been planning this for so long. i can't miss it. i promise to even help you get to talk to heeseung later.” he spoke, eyes pleading. “my parents have been refusing to send me because of decline in my grades, it's my only hope.”

you looked up at him, you didn't trust him, “then what do you suggest we do, sunghoon?” you sighed.

“i suggest we fake date.”

it had been two days since sunghoon suggested the idea of fake dating. honestly, it wasn't settling too well with you. going to college with him—in his car, wasn't something you expected him to do.

“it's just for show, y/n.” he had calmly theorised.

but it didn't stop the rumours. girls giving you nasty looks for they never gained sunghoon's attention while you did so without much ado. everyone was shocked to see a girl in sunghoon's car, he never let any of his fucktoys in there. so how were you allowed in?

“we have to hold hands, y/n.” he had said, not forgetting to call out your name each chance he got to.

breach of contract, that's exactly what was happening right there. after deciding to fake date, you both had sat down to write some ground rules, the rules being :

1. no having sex/kissing anyone else while being in this relationship.

2. no kissing each other. (kiss whenever needed -hoon)

3. no having sex with each other.

4. make it believable. (by kissing -hoon)

5. have fun i guess? (by hoon)

6. do not catch feelings. important.

yeah, just some basic rules, signed by you both. although sunghoon wasn't happy with some of those, “make it believable? without kissing? i think we're doing it wrong.” he had said.

“i'm sorry i don't kiss fuckboys.” you had said, done with sunghoon's attitude.

“and you can kiss yoshi?” he asked, referring to the cute guy you've had a fling with in the past.

“he's sweet, unlike you.” you said, “and how do you even know about him?” you asked.

“i just know!” he panicked. “i'll kiss you when needed.” he had finalized, switching the topic right after, not giving you a chance to argue back.

which brings you back to your current situation. tall, pretty and annoying girls stood in front of you, threatening you to stay away from sunghoon for the third time this day and you were fed up.

gladly, your knight in shining armour was just around the corner. “hello ladies.” he said, showing his fanged smile which made the three swoon. you rolled your eyes, wanting to walk away from the scene already.

“you guys aren't really dating, right?” one of the girl spoke, laughing slightly at the mere thought of sunghoon being with someone of your sort. you gulped down the feeling, insecurity flickering on your face.

sunghoon turned towards you, smiling softly before he hooked his fingers through the loop of your jeans, pulling you closer, his eyes boring into yours, urging your mind to think that it's right before capturing your lips into a kiss, slow and soft, he knew how to make girls swoon.

that small show was enough to send the girls away, angry and pissed at their dream guy being in an actual relationship.

you softly broke the kiss, looking at him with a confused gaze. “you're welcome, princess.” he whispered, pecking you once more before dragging you to the lecture hall.

your heartbeat was faster than usual, you weren't sure if you liked it but the smile on hoon's face made it worth it.

that's when your brain reminded you—you're not dating him, it's all an act.

rule two had been broken twice within two days.

“so you're dating sunghoon.” heeseung spoke out during lunch on thursday.

hoon had invited you to sit with his friends, to make the whole dating act more believable, 'forgetting' about your crush on heeseung.

“uh–” you panicked, not wanting to lose your chance with him but again, sunghoon beat you to it. he didn't want heeseung to know about the whole fake dating setup you both had, he wanted to keep you to himself for reasons he wasn't sure about.

“yes, we are dating.” he confidently let out, kissing your temple which made heeseung cringe.

you looked at sunghoon, angry and confused yet you didn't do anything till you met him in the car after the college was over. you wanted to talk about it clearly, in privacy.

“why did you do that?” you asked calmly when he started driving.

“do what?” he knew, well knowing what it was, he just wanted to avoid it.

you scoffed, “you know very well what i'm talking about, sunghoon.” you were pissed and he gulped down, knowing it won't end well.

no matter his reputation at university, he has always been civil with you, minus the flirting and teasing. he knew you both weren't on the best of terms but, in the past one week, it had improved by miles. he didn't want to destroy it by fighting. he liked the feeling of having you around him.

“can we just talk about this later?” he asked in a small voice.

“no.” you said, “you need to start listening to me, sunghoon, stop doing whatever comes to your mind! what about me? you're getting your trip but i'm just stuck with you here!” you almost screamed, not even focus on what words you spewed out anymore.

sunghoon wasn't sure whether to focus on driving or on you. he was nervous already, he had messed up.

“stop the car.” you said.

“y/n, please just–” he pleaded.

“right now.” you ordered.

and so he did, asking you to stay with sad eyes but you got off, opting to walk instead.

you didn't go home, you just couldn't. it was the perfect opportunity to use the newfound freedom you had. knowing you wouldn't get it for much longer after the fight today.

so you walked all the way to that one park your mother used to take you to when you were a kid. it was far, but the walk was worth it.

abandoned. that's what the park looked like, more green than before and no trace of other humans, in a calm manner.

you quietly sat down on one of the benches, staring at the evening sky, all colours merging together painting the sky as if it were a canvas.

the small playground brought back memories, it was the park where you and sunghoon had your first playdate as kids, a memory so old yet engraved beautifully in your brain. little hoon coming over and telling you that he'll marry you in the future just  because you liked chocolate ice cream as well to which you had agreed back then, sealing the deal with a pinky promise and large dimpled grins.

simple and sweet, you smiled. it vanished soon when you realised how different the situation was now.

closing your eyes, you trying relaxing yourself but ended up falling asleep with exhaustion. by the time you woke up, the sky was dark and you weren't alone.

your head rested on sunghoon's shoulder, his hand holding your smaller one in his as he stared at the sky.

you finally stirred awake, “oh, did i wake you up?” sunghoon asked, worried.

“what are you doing here?” you asked softly.

“i always come here whenever i need to clear my mind.” he let out smiling softly. “it's the first time i'm seeing you here though.” he told.

you felt guilty, it wasn't his fault, he was just keeping up the facade. was heeseung worth the fight? did you even like him that much?

“i—” you started and he looked at you, eyes big and hopeful. “i'm sorry for lashing out on you earlier, i honestly am not sure why i reacted that way which isn't a good excuse. i'm so sorry, hoon.”

hoon, you had called him hoon, something that all his close ones call him but it felt different coming from you, he liked it.

he hugged you instead of verbally responding you. his hand on the back of your head, pushing your body close to his. it felt nice, comfortable and warm. you could hear his heartbeat with the proximity.

“i'm sorry too.” he whispered. “are we okay now?” he asked, breaking the hug after a whole minute and looking at you.

“we're okay now.” you softly whispered which made him smile along with you.

you both looked down at your fingers which were still intertwined and then back at each other. his gaze dropped to your lips before you both leaned in.

you were just about to kiss before your phone rang. you moved back, realising what you were going to do.

sunghoon looked away, disappointed that he didn't get to kiss you again, he loved how soft your lips felt against his own. he sighed, shaking his head and reminding himself that it's not real.

you hastily picked up the call, “yes, mom?” you spoke breathless.

“it's so late, you're with sunghoon right?” she had called to confirm.

“yes, sunghoon's here with me.” you said, smiling unconsciously.

and that's all she needed to know.

safe to say, you both had made up and agreed back on being friends. well, friends who are fake dating. 

you also decided you liked staying out long, staring at the sky. it felt like freedom, you wanted it.

meanwhile, sunghoon was at war with himself. he hadn't even looked at any other girl since he made that contract with you. but was it just for the sake of his trip or was it more than that?

he changed, it shockingly came easily to him, he felt that spending time with you was a myriad times better than with his fuck buddies, whom he hadn't contacted in two weeks now, he didn't felt the need to do so.

taking you out each night, to that very park, talking for hours about everything, that's what sunghoon had been doing. stargazing with you. only, he looked at your face more than the stars.

something told him not to question it, the bubbling feeling he had everytime you tightly held onto his waist while sitting on his motorbike, when you would hold his hand while walking towards the lecture hall and when you smiled at him. he shouldn't question it.

but he did. he knows what it is. it's unfair to you, being with a guy like sunghoon, a guy who sleeps around, a guy who made you do this solely for his selfish plans of going out, a guy who kissed you which was against the rules but it felt right. a guy like him.

did he have the right to feel sad about this?

meanwhile, your emotions overpowered your brain. again, like sunghoon, you knew what was happening. it hadn't been long but you had started growing attached to the small night 'dates' you both have been going to, how sunghoon always paid his full attention to you. he felt different. it felt as if the baby sunghoon was back, the one you met as kids.

you didn't mind it, he did stick to his word, didn't fuck around at all. it almost felt like a real relationship, keyword being 'almost'.

you were all bubbly, going to the parking lot and waiting for sunghoon until you saw him. the same girl who asked him if you guys were dating stood there with him, close. sunghoon was smirking and held her face closer.

he was going to kiss her. your heart ached, you couldn't stand seeing it all unfold so you left. crying your way towards home. again you felt as if you had no right to act this way, he wasn't yours to begin with but the pain in your chest didn't agree. you had grown attached which was against the rules.

your phone kept ringing, it was sunghoon but you didn't bother picking it up. going home, you cried yourself to sleep. two weeks and he already had you in a chokehold.

you needed to end it all.

you stayed home all the day and sunghoon was worried sick. he wasn't sure why you were behaving this way, you never ignored him. he sighed, regretting what he did.

“hoon-ah, get ready, y/n will be over soon.” his mother informed him.

his eyes widened, “she's coming over?” he asked, trying to conceal his excitement.

mrs. park nodded, happy seeing sunghoon being so joyous at the mention of you coming over. he got up, rushing to take a shower, he wanted to look his best.

whereas, you at home were distressed. “why do i have to go alone?” you asked your mom.

“you know we have dinner with an important client tonight, you must go alone, it's your boyfriend's home afterall.” she said, leaving no room for argument.

you knew you had to go now. better to talk to him about this sooner than later. it did sting, throwing your little crush away to save yourself from hurting. you got ready nevertheless, getting in your car and driving to his house, mentally preparing a conversation for yourself.

patting your dress once, you rang the doorbell, the door opening not even a second later. sunghoon, he looked beautiful with that smile gracing his face.

“hey, y/n.” he spoke, trying not to sound breathless.

“hey.” you spoke, trying to fake a smile but failed.

sunghoon barely noticed but didn't ask you about it, ushering you in as his parents greeted you with big smiles and hugs making sunghoon's heart swell. he liked this.

you felt like home, you always did and he definitely wanted that in his life. so seeing you right in front of him yet being so distant hurt him.

“you both are quiet today.” mrs. park pointed out mid-way dinner, making you look up at sunghoon.

“um, i'm just tired from doing all the assignments, that's all.” you awkwardly laughed. sunghoon stared at you the entire time and it didn't go unnoticed by his mother who softly smiled at his son's affectionate stare.

a sudden notification from her phone reminded her of something, “y/n, darling, you're going to sleep in hoonie's room right?” she asked sweetly, making you choke on your food.

sunghoon's eyes widened as he quickly passed you the glass of water. after a second of calming down, you quickly asked her, “excuse me, what?”

“your parents won't be back home tonight, they've asked to stay here instead of going back home.” she said.

just like first day, you and sunghoon both looked at each other. one highly pleased, the other equally scared. but both faces showed the pure look of shock.

which finally brings you to his room. you both sat next to each other, not saying a word. the silence felt too loud to sunghoon so he tried to talk instead.

“you can wear my clothes.” he nonchalantly let out.

you didn't reply even though your stomach felt the entire zoo in it. he said it so normally, as if it was natural. he sighed as you stayed silent.

“i'm going to take a shower, just take whatever you wanna wear from the closet.” he said, tired and gloomy due to your unresponsive behaviour.

you didn't change and lied down on the bed instead, closing your eyes just to ease your mind. sunghoon looked good, wearing that black shirt, all prim and proper. keeping your feelings at bay wasn't easy for you anymore.

the sound of water brought you back to reality. you were in sunghoon's room, on his bed, waiting for him to come out of the shower. would he be naked? your brain was going places and it was hard for you to stay calm. so you closed your eyes, trying to sleep but it didn't work.

the door creaked open, revealing a very shirtless sunghoon, towel loosely hung around his waist doing nothing to hide his v-line. he caught you staring at him, for the first time in the whole night, he had your attention.

so he decided to embrace the opportunity. “you're staring.” he smirked and you instantly looked away.

“i am not!” you argued back.

“if you want me just say so, love.” he came closer and you moved back.

love, the mere nickname gave you goosebumps. grabbing the nearest pillow, you smacked it on his face, running away to take shower yourself.

a big black t-shirt, that's what you randomly picked up from his closet. the shower made you smell just like him—which didn't help your case anymore. you still wore your bra and underwear, not trusting yourself to go out without them. his t-shirt was big on you, reaching down your mid thigh.

with your hair only half wet now, you got out of the bathroom only to see sunghoon laying down on his bed, still shirtless but with sweatpants on this time.

he looked up from his phone to look at you. it was very evident how much he wanted to kiss you right then and there, his eyes said it all, he wanted you.

your bare legs out on display and your body covered with only a t-shirt, his t-shirt. he patted the space next to him, calling you to lay down as gently as he could.

you scoffed, “there's no way i'm sleeping in the same bed as you.”

he laughed, “you don't exactly have an option, y'know?”

“i do, see that couch over there? yeah, go and sleep there.” you ordered as if it was your own room before getting on the bed, trying to push sunghoon away.

instead of falling down, he held on to your hand wresting his way on top of you, “this is my room, my bed. i'm not going anywhere, princess.” he spoke with authority, well knowing the position he was in.

your emotions were swirling all over the place, your anger overpowering it all. why? he wasn't at fault. he could date anyone yet you let your whole sentiment shift towards that of a negative one.

“fine then i'll go.” you huffed out, trying to move but no avail, his hold further tightened on you, pinning you to bed.

“come on, let's not make a big deal out of this.” he tried to reason, being somewhat intimidating alongside.

“let me go, sunghoon.” you asked, not looking at him in the eye.

“sleep here i swear i won't do anything for god's sake!” his voice raised out of frustration as his head came closer to yours, his minty breath fanning your lips. that's where you broke.

“no! fuck you! go and sleep with her instead!” you screamed.

“what are you talking about?” his voice now matched yours.

“i saw you kiss her, sunghoon. you looked happy too.” your eyes watered but you continued to be loud.

“i know you wanna be with someone better so i think it's about time we end this fucking fake relationship—” you were screaming, so close to his lips and sunghoon wasn't having it.

he could see you were in pain yet you didn't give him any chance to explain, jumping straight to conclusion. so he had no other option but to shut you up.

“fuck it.” he whispered mid-way your rant and broke rule two, again.

his soft lips pressed against yours in a hastened manner, as to ensure your indulgence in the kiss as well. at first, it shocked you, it felt wrong. a second later, it didn't. so, slowly you kissed him back, fingers going around to get tangled in his silky blonde hair. both of your hearts hammering in your chest. 

after a while of making out and practically forgetting about the heated argument that happened a hot minute back, sunghoon broke the kiss. he didn't move away though, his nose touched yours as he stared into your eyes with an earnest look.

“please hear me out once.” his voice came out shaky, almost as if he was scared you would leave him this second.

you gulped, his kiss still lingering your mind as you nodded, wanting to hear his explanation.

he grimaced before saying “listen, this is going to sound stupid–” you snorted, he ignored it, “i like you.” he breathed out, realising that it indeed sounded stupid.

“so you kiss other girls? that makes a lot of sense.” you said trying to push him off you now but he held on, continuing.

“i was scared! okay? you are just so prim, proper and perfect, and me? i'm the campus fuckboy. i was scared you'd reject me so i tried to–fuck this is stupid, i tried to talk to this one other girl to ignore my feelings. i was about to kiss her but i couldn't. not when i like you, y/n.” he said it all in one breath, looking at you with nervous eyes.

you knew it wasn't a good excuse—or explanation but then again, sunghoon had never been good at explanations. you saw his small frown and decided to not ponder about it anymore. so you brought his lips to yours, capturing them in a kiss.

sunghoon wasn't sure you'd forgive him this early, he even thought you won't forgive him at all but here you both were, in his bedroom, on his bed, kissing each other.

it deepened as sunghoon put his full weight on you, pressing himself on you, his hands going under your t-shirt to grip your waist. his fingers were cold against your skin, sending shiver down your body as he deepened the kiss, letting his tongue finally taste you.

sweet, just like he imagined. you moaned into his mouth, making him groan as well. his fingers inching closer to your boobs and squeezing them through your bra.

he broke the kiss again, his forehead on yours and breathing rigged. “believe me she's got nothing on you, princess.” he said, biting his lip before kissing your neck.

“hoon.” you breathed out, closing your eyes with pleasure. sunghoon softly bit you, kissing and sucking several spots on your neck, marking you up.

“fuck, you're beautiful.” he whispered before tugging at the hem of your t-shirt, asking if he could remove it. you arched up, helping him remove it in a swift motion along with your bra, leaving your upper body bare just like his.

“tell me you want this.” sunghoon asked, stopping to scan your face for any hints of discomfort and nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck, almost in a childish manner.

“i want you, hoon.” you nodded with assurity and that flipped a switch in him. he groped and kneaded your ass while sucking on your tits, making sure to pay attention to both.

the sight of your nipples hardening made his cock twitch, him slowly getting hard as well. he sucked and fondled them with an urgency, the atmosphere of the room clouding with lust.

you imagined this happening before, unintentionally of course but the reality was undeniably better, it felt like heaven itself and you were just getting started.

his kisses getting sloppy as he went down to kiss all over your waist, and down till he finally reached the waistband of your underwear, he swiftly removed it in one motion.

he let out a string of curses as he spread your legs. your wet folds now in view. he licked his lips before planting faint kisses all over your inner thigh before reaching and planting an experimental one on your labia. the small action sending a searing wave through your body.

a knock on the door broke his momentum, it was mrs. park. “sorry to disturb you both! i brought cupcakes for you.” her voice sounded faint through the door and your eyes widened, hoping she doesn't ask to come in.

“uhh— thanks, mom! please keep it near the door, i'll get it from there!” he screamed, panicked.

a faint ‘okay, good night, kids’ was heard through the door and you both released breaths you didn't realise you were holding in.

“cupcakes can wait, i have better things to devour right now.” he smirked before diving right in to eat you out. he hummed against your cunt, sending vibrations down your body.

your back arched into him and he admired how well your body reacted to his own. the way he voiced out how he wanted to eat you, taste you, sent your brain into a spiral of dirty thoughts.

“so good.” you voiced out, hands going up to hold the bed for support. sunghoon expertly sucked and applied pressure on your clit. you weren't able to form words, squirming around trying to close your legs with overwhelming feeling but his strong hands prevented you to do so.

the wet noises increased even further when he added his finger in you, stretching you out. his thumb rubbed circles on your clit as he moved at a faster pace. your legs were shaking by now, your release close. “come on, princess.” he encouraged you, making you orgasm all over his fingers.

you bit your finger to prevent any loud lewd sounds from coming out. it was the best orgasm you've ever had. sunghoon collected your juices on his fingers, squeezing your thigh enough for you to open your eyes and look at him.

he got closer, eye contact never breaking, he sucked on his fingers, finally tasting your arousal. something about his gaze made your cheeks burn yet you were in a trance, not being able to look away from his deep honey eyes.

“even sweeter than i imagined.” he said coming up to kiss you, making you taste yourself on his tongue. “you've thought about this before?” you asked, breathless. “you haven't?” he retorted, raising his eyebrow.

you had imagined it, numerous times but that's not something you'd tell him. so instead, you rolled your eyes, making him chuckle and caress your cheek. “you're the only one who's been on my mind ever since we started this whole dating thing, no one else but you.” he confessed, somehow shyly as if he didn't make you cum a few minutes back.

“such a smooth talker.” you nibbled on his earlobe, “care to tell me what you've been imagining all along?” you whisper asked, bold all of a sudden.

his calm facade broke as soon as you gave him permission to do whatever he wanted to with you. he was relieved that you wanted more since he was painfully hard by now.

“you don't have to ask twice.” he pecked the corner of your mouth before removing his boxers, his length springing out, hitting his lower abdomen.

you gaped at his size, gulping down the excitement building up your stomach. sunghoon got up, getting a foil packet from the bedside drawer. “can i put it on you?” your mouth spoke before you could even think.

“fuck—” sunghoon cursed at your innocent looking expression, nodding and giving the condom to you. he was restless and you loved how his dick twitched with just a touch from you. so, you took your time with it, rolling the condom down with an agonisingly slow pace. as soon as you were done, he laid you down on the bed, hovering over you figure once again.

his tip teased your entrance, all wet and red with need. “tell me if it hurts, hmm?” he softly spoke and you realised that he wasn't doing it just for pleasure, he was doing it to prove how much he cared for you and he wanted to make you feel loved.

you captured his lips into a long, meaningful kiss as he pushed himself inside you, staying there for a while to let to adjust. you moaned in his mouth, the stretch being too much for you, he was bigger than you expected. after a few seconds of you squirming around, you pushed your hips against his to indicate that you're okay with him moving now.

that's where sunghoon took control, pushing his hips to fuck you deep, slow at first but the pace increasing as per your comfort. sunghoon stared at your face while doing so, observing each of your expression, kissing you whenever moan to prevent loud sounds from going beyond the room.

sunghoon reached the deepest spots in you, the ones which no one reached before and you were on cloud nine. his thrusts were perfectly angled, sharp and hit your g-spot—turning you into a moaning mess in his arms.

to add on to it, he started rubbing your clit harshly with his thumb, making you squirm even more. he chuckled near your ear, intertwining your fingers with his free hand.

your eyes opened to observe sunghoon, his hair matted against his forehead, his lip bitten with concentration which you captured into another kiss. you couldn't get enough of him. his thrusts got sloppier as the pressure in his stomach increased. you clenched around his cock, your own release close.

“you close, princess?” he asked, breathing hard.

“fuck—yes.” you managed to let out.

“just wait a second for me, yeah? we'll cum together.” he said, slamming his dick into your cunt. your back arched and toes curled. your brain stopped comprehending anything, the only thing on your mind being sunghoon.

“let go, princess.” he finally gave you the permission and you came all over his cock at the same time as him. his cum filling up the condom. he pulled out, throwing the condom away in the trashcan before he came close to you, looking at you once again to find any signs of distress.

finding none, he pressed his forehead against yours. both of you breathing heavily but still feeling euphoric. “you alright?” he asked, pecking your temple. you nodded, smiling lazily at him. “i'll run a bath, yeah?” he said before getting off you and going to the bathroom.

the shower you both took earlier was practically useless now considering you both made a mess, just after showering at that. you felt giddy like a schoolgirl who just got asked out by her crush. the feeling was mutual since sunghoon had the biggest smile on his face when he came out of the bathroom.

he gave you no warning before picking you up bridal style and carrying you all the way in to the bathtub. you yelped and held on to his shoulder, softly hitting him for being so unpredictable but he only laughed and cooed at your blushing face.

gently, he put you down, situating himself behind you and pressing you against his back. it was silent and comfortable, his arms wrapped around your waist and his chin on your shoulder. he wanted to clean you up but his mind said otherwise. his hand going down to rub your clit again, making you arch against his back.

“h—hoonie!” you cried out. he softly bit your ear, one hand holding you tight and the other finger fucking you mercilessly. “such pretty moans.” he commented, pecking a sensitive spot on your neck.

he's got his full attention on you, kissing the spots he marked earlier that'll end up bruising a beautiful shade of purple by the next day.

the water splashed around you as his hand thrusted faster and deeper down your core. he slowly pushed in another digit, making it three in total.

“please—” you whispered, overwhelmed with the sensation and hoon held your legs opened as you finally orgasmed, going limp against his back, closing your eyes with rigged breathing.

“we broke rule four.” you realised, making him laugh.

“i broke rule six as well.” he confessed, a flicker of seriousness in his voice. you gulped down.

“so our fake relationship—” you started.

“doesn't have to be fake anymore.” he completed. wrapping his arms around you again and tilting your head to the side, capturing your lips so softly it almost felt unreal. no more words were exchanged, only soft touches as he cleaned you up and took you back to the bed, applying lotion on all your bruises.

you smiled at him adoringly, stretching your hands and calling him over like a kid. he laughed and got in the bed next to you, pulling your body close to him. “you mean a lot to me, y/n, a lot more than words could describe.” he softly spoke.

“i like you a lot, hoonie.” you smiled, pecking him.

“i like you a lot more, princess.” he said, kissing your temple before covering you both up and cuddling you to sleep. his warmth radiating, making you feel comfortable in his embrace.

a soft ‘good night, love.’ was heard before you drifted off to dreamland.

the cupcake resting outside; long forgotten.

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