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solarnomoon · 4 months ago

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tame - nishimura riki

ni-ki always stood out to you, or atleast, in his own way. when you started noticing him more, it was easy to like him.

pairing >>> ni-ki x male reader

tags >>> college au, fluff, friends to lovers

warnings >>> swearing, substance usage, suggestive themes

wc >>> 3,073 words

author's note >>> ni-ki is just so freaking pretty i want to give him the biggest hug and never let go＼(≧▽≦)／ also js remember this is ooc also if you guys ever to just talk about random enhypen stuff or virtually anything im always down to talk n stuff anyway i hope u guys enjoy this one!! it kinda spawned out of nowhere and also all over the place so idk lol bye!!

it wasn’t like you to fall for a boy so easily. at least, not in the way that occurred, especially for a guy like nishimura riki. it was cheesy, to say the least: you two have been acquaintances since middle school, quite literally knowing each other for 6 years now, even now attending the same university (completely unintentional, of course). you always just kinda knew him as that lovely kid that was the same height as you, even throughout high school. don't get it twisted, you weren't that tall, but regardless of the fact, he was the same height.

the first time you saw him the summer after high school was at your orientation. you were placed in the 12th group, and when you reached the meeting spot, you noticed riki immediately, much, much taller than before, giving you two a height difference that wasn't present before. the second thing you noticed was the drop of his voice, which you discerned from his "yo, y/n!" coupled with a slight wave.

"ni-ki? what-" and before you even finished your sentence, the orientation leader interrupted, telling the group as a whole that they were about to start as you happened to be the last person they were waiting for. your conversation had to be put on halt until 20 minutes later where she began a tour of the school.

while you began to follow the group to the first destination, ni-ki reconvenes with you after speaking to a couple of the other group members, nudging your shoulder with his own to get your attention. "y/n, i didn't know you committed here? i thought you were gonna go to ucla for sure," he questions you with a voice of slight familiarity.

"no yeah, i was, but i thought about it and i just wanted to go here." he hums in acknowledgment, giving a few seconds of downtime before you begin to speak again. "dude, when did you become so tall? and have that deep ass voice? weren't we like basically the same height a few months ago?"

a few other differences were left unspoken but assumed nonetheless. first off, his hair, which historically was left black and much shorter throughout highschool, but now was longer with an ombré effect going from a light grey to black at the ends. secondly, his style, which flipped 180 from sweatpants and a normal shirt to something straight out of k-dramas. and lastly, his piercings, double lobes with a helix on both. or maybe one? point is, he looked good. too good.

he laughs, knowing this must come as a shocker to you because last time you checked, he was completely anew. "well for one, i turned 18 and was basically allowed to do whatever i wanted with my body. for some reason i went through a second puberty," he signals your height difference by putting his hand out flat at the top of your head and then bringing it to his, just shrugging. "also, i got a modeling job that allowed me to buy random ass clothes. so... yeah!"

your mouth slightly ajar combined with your head tilt let him know you were still in fact lost, so he continued on. "well, you know that dance group i've been in since a few years ago right?" the nod coming from your stature allowed him to finish the thought, "so basically some of the guys in that group like... told? their manager about me and gave me a chance to attend one of their casting calls, and i made the cut."

the group stops in front of the library, allowing you guys to sit down at one of the slabs nearby, half listening to your tour guide, but more focused on conversing with one another because you two had already toured the school when filling out college applications.

"wait, congrats ni-ki, that's insane!" you turn to him, giving him a quick cheeky smile with two thumbs up, and he just chuckles at you, putting his face into his hands at the sight of your cuteness playfulness. "what, did i say something wrong?"

"n-no, it's just... nevermind..." he tsks at you, not wanting to reveal the fact that he found you cute for a second.

you two continued to chat about anything and everything, eventually learning more about the guy that you would've never known previously. for one, he hates the color pink, even though all of his friends tell him that the color suits him—even his model designer thinks pink is his most suitable color. you also learned that the group that he's apart of, enhypen, is actually pretty popular on tiktok and youtube: garnishing over 4 million subs on youtube and 2 million followers on tiktok. he's also been with his group for multiple years now, and you even met some of them at sports events and stuff, like sunoo and jay.

other things include the fact that he has an older and a younger sister, he loves to dance, he likes to play piano, and one time he met jung ho-yeon before she was on squid game and he was so confused on why they looked so familiar, he thought they were long lost siblings or something. then he found out that she's korean.

he still believes it though...

soon enough, you guys find yourselves at the end of the orientation, having made friends with others, but especially between you two. you asked him if he could hang out during summer, but he has plans to go to japan the rest of summer, so you just plan to hang out during your time in college.

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the one thing that you didn't talk about was your rooming situation, so imagine your surprise when you're in the middle of your move-in, and in the hallway, you see ni-ki, walking into the suite right across from yours. "no fucking way, nishimura riki." you yell to him due to his headphones over his head, and he turns over and immediately puts a grin onto his face.

"y/n l/n." he puts his box down and walks over to you, embracing your smaller body, allowing you to practically melt in his scent and hug. once he lets you go, he just gazes at you, still smiling. "how have you been?" he leans against the wall in his cool-guy-esque fashion, but after talking with him the entirety of orientation, you know that he's a lot more of a nerd and introvert than he lets on.

"it's been good! honestly dude, i missed you." you don't miss the fact that his cheeks slightly flush with color, losing the eye contact that was previously held. "how was fucking japan, you looked like you had so much fun on your story and shit!" while asking, you point toward his box, silently questioning if you could come in and help him with his stuff while you updated each other.

while speaking, he brought you to his room that was surprisingly extremely decorated: full of neutrals and darker tones with some pop of color, many boxes and clothes on the floor but already pretty put together.

"wow, you're already way farther in the move-in than i am—i feel like there's just so much fucking stuff," you explain, taking a seat on his bed. you bounce on it a couple of times, mouth wide open by how comfortable it is. "wait, ni-ki, how did you do this?"

"mattress topper." he replies, placing his last box down on the floor and beginning to re-arrange his clothes onto the outside hanger he had bought. "looks like we're gonna be neighbors, y/n," he said in his deep tone, always catching you off-guard, but somehow giving you a tinge of butterflies in your stomach.

"yeah!" you chirp, excited to explore the newfound friendship with ni-ki.

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after the first month of university, many people in both of your guys' social circles had created a conceived notion around ni-ki: that he was a nonchalant, cool guy.

you knew this wasn't him at all though.

but you understood why people had thought that of the guy. for one, he's 6 foot something (he doesn't tell you his exact height just to tease the fact that he's much taller than you). next, he dresses stylistically as if every day is his last waking day. lastly, he loves to observe, and not talk much, but every time he did, he always had something witty or something flirtatious to say.

that is until people saw how he was whenever he was with you.

the cool guy persona had completely shifted into something more friendly, more recognizable as a regular person. ni-ki explained his day rapid-fire, telling you basically everything that happened, showed you a specific dance that he and his members had learned, or maybe gave you a sneak peek of what he was gonna wear to some fashion show. he also would tell you about his interests, the things he did on the side, even the people he met. when his friends saw how different he acted around you, they confronted him first, then confronted you after.

"what did ni-ki say?" you ask, wondering why he acts so different around yourself than other people.

"he just said that's how your dynamic was." heeseung had shrugged. "even though we've been members together for like 5 years now, i've never seen ni-ki open up this much to someone. it's like you guys are like... dating or something."

the sentiment gets a cough out of you, not expecting those words to come out of his mouth. "w-what?! of course not, we're just friends!" you deny frantically, waving your hands in front of him. "me and ni-ki are just friends."

just then, an arm wraps around your waist, a voice entering the conversation, "who's just friends?" ni-ki questions, smiling at you and heeseung.

of course, heeseung just looks at you, looks at the arm around your waist, then at ni-ki, and back to you. he raises his eyebrows and puckers his lips before walking away. ni-ki turns to you in confusion. "what's that all about?"

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as time went on, you and ni-ki had become exceptionally comfortable with one another, becoming each other's ride or dies. unfortunately for you though, it meant he had become increasingly flirtatious with you. you knew he was straight, he had explained his previous crushes to you and what he was looking for in a girl, but you on the other hand had fallen susceptible to his advances, convincing yourself that this is just what friends do.

on his birthday, he had brought you to smoke at the "top of the world," so he called it, which was literally just a trail that led you to the top of a scenic cliff. romantic, you thought, but you knew it was just out of you two becoming best friends.

"y/n-ie," he starts, the nickname sticking after calling you that one drunken night during halloween. "what do you think about teddy bears?"

you passed the joint back to him after taking a hit. "teddy bears? ni-ki, what the fuck are you on about??" the words come out a little too harsh for your liking, so you quickly follow-up, "sorry, i didn't mean it like that."

ni-ki gets up and turns to you. "that was kind of mean," he pouts, putting out his joint before putting back into the metallic holder he had thrifted. the taller had shifted slightly closer to you, wanting to lean his head on your shoulder. it was a little awkward due to the height difference, but the guy made it work, and it made you begin to sweat on your palms.

"sorry, ni-ki." even through the nervousness, you had half a mind to pretend like nothing's wrong, so you lean your head on top of his just barely. in case he questions it, then you could always play the ambiguity card: 'i didn't do anything, it was all you.'

"it's okay baby." he also started calling you that after thanksgiving, when he heard sunoo calling you it. he crossed his arms and wouldn't talk to you for the rest of the day until you came over to his room and asked you why sunoo called you baby and he couldn't, so after that it was a deal that he was allowed to.

you checked the time, which just hit 12 am. "oh, happy birthday ni-ki." you tell him, reaching from your tote bag for a smaller, paper bag within. you hand it to the guy, looking into his eyes for validation. "for you, it's not a bomb, i swear!"

he takes it from you and opens it, revealing two keychains that matched, alongside bracelets from his favorite brand. "y/n..." he trails off, not knowing what to say to you.

"i know, i know, the bracelets are expensive. but ni-ki, you're my best friend. i would do anything for you." you tell him, not wanting him to freak out.

the bracelets had been on his mind since the summer, you remembered from one of the random conversations that you had during orientation, and even though it was a long time ago, you knew he had been wanting them for months, but couldn't allocate the right funds to get it, especially because he was building his closet at the time.

"y/n... i... thank you." he finally stammers out, looking back at your eyes. even in the pale moonlight, you could discern the water in his eyes, but you knew that he hated when he cried, so you didn't say anything of it. "you remembered, huh?"

"uhh, duhh! of course i did," you joke, attempting to lighten the mood. you place your hand onto his shoulder to give him some comfort, but he takes that arm and uses it as leverage to push you onto your back, crawling on top of you. "w-woah, ni-ki?!" you yelp in surprise, not comprehending what just happened.

he just grins, placing his large hand on your face, rubbing your cheek softly. "y/n..."

little did he know though, this was your final straw. you couldn't take it anymore, the incessant flirting, the changes in his behavior around you, hell, even the constant sleepovers that he asked you all the time. so you did the only thing you could think of: run.

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of course it didn't really work though.

he was miles more athletic than you were, so he caught up to you within like 5 seconds which is honestly embarrassing on your behalf but you were too sad and a little turned on to even care.

"ni-ki, let go of me, i can't take this anymore!"

the taller just holds your arm, but the rest of his body was frantic, like he was afraid that if he let go he'd lose you for good. "w-what, y/n, what! you can't take what?!" he yells, not knowing what happened.

you twist your head around, looking at him like he grew a second head. "what do you mean, this! i can't take it, calling me nicknames and pet names, flirting with me constantly, sleeping over, acting different around me than your friends. friends don't do this, so you need to st-" and with that explanation, he gently grabs your head, leans down, flutters his eyes shut, and places his lips onto yours.

the scent you know and learned to love floods your senses, and with that brief moment of confusion, he grabs your waist and pulls you in closer, deepening the kiss. and considering this is all you've wanted for the past months, you allow him to take your lips, kissing him back with the same softness.

after moments pass you by, eventually he lets go of you, wanting to look at your reaction. "y/n, i really like you. i kinda... always have. even since we were in middle school." your mouth opens to say something, but you let him speak. "you were always so... cool. and i just... i wanted to be something to impress you... if i'm being honest, i knew you were going here, to this college, sun told me, so i wanted a chance, a possibility, anything to impress you."

he lets go of you, reaches into his pocket to fish out the matching bracelets. "these are beautiful y/n. but, it would be more beautiful if i could put this on you, use this as a courting gift even, and show you that i really do like you, and i want to be yours."

he unclasps the bracelet, handing out in front of him. "will you let me?" you reach your arm out, allowing him to put it on you.

"yes, nishimura riki."

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with that, nothing really changed. except for the fact that you and ni-ki are now dating, of course.

people around you realized that the cool nonchalant guy was ni-ki from the dance group enhypen, giving him massive amounts of popularity quickly (you didn't even know popularity in college existed...)

however, it also came to light the fact that you were dating ni-ki, and you slowly began to be known as y/n: the ni-ki tamer, which was crazy in your opinion, but ni-ki loved the title, so you let it slide.

other than that, you started to become integrated with the rest of enhypen, the rest of the members seeing how ni-ki changes when he's with you, but they realized it was for the better as you all hung out, as they saw a side of him that didn't even know existed.

you loved enhypen, they took you in as their own and integrated you into their friend group, even giving you free dance lessons just so you could also join in some of their choreos.

"guys," you pant, exhausted from the lesson ni-ki was giving you. "why did you not tell me that ni-ki is considered the best dancer in this fucking group? and why did you let me take lessons from him?" you complain to the rest of enhypen, who are watching from the sides.

"you have to suffer like we have," jake shouts while jungwon cheers for you.

sunoo and jay also just laugh, the former explaining, "i swear, before you, ni-ki was a fucking nightmare if we didn't get the choreo correct."

"alright, enough talking, more dancing, y/n, one more time."

you love ni-ki. but damn sometimes you regret falling for him.

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nah, not really though.

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rowretro · 7 months ago

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Yandere!demon! heeseung x human! Reader( Please?)

TOOTHPASTE MOJITO

✧warnings: Yandere/toxic themes, kidnapping, marriage, blood, violence, explicit stuff mentioned, somewhat sexual(?), alcohol consumption

❁synopsis: Heeseung, a demon of many demons that roams earth, bored. His eyes then land on y/n. The girl who was disgusted by her raspberry mojito, and proceeded to order more mojitos. That's when Y/n saw hell....

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Heeseung smirked, his hands stained with blood, as he stared at the limp body before him. Another day another slay, demon edition. He literally slays them. Could you blame him? I mean what did the drunkard expect? trying to steal his wallet. He didn't stand a chance. Heeseung groaned as he went to his mansion, maids slipping off his coat and placing his shoes aside, as he walked in. The man's rich, anything he wants he gets, money, shoes, cars anything.

But he was missing one thing... a wife. Sure he'd sleep with some girls now and then when he's bored, but none of that satisfies his loving for love. True love, the kind of love one'd find in any movie, a shoulder to lie on, a person to turn to and feel comfortable. The man checked himself out in the mirror, a branded leather jacket worn over his black button down shirt, and trousers to match it. He slipped on a Rolex of the many he owned, followed by some jewellery.

The man walked into the party, fitting in as Jay threw an arm over him "Thought you'd never come, I assume you're here for the girls?" Jay asked as Heeseung snickerred "not this time- I got some time off of work so I decided to drop in... where's the bar?" He asked as Jay pointed it out. The man sat down at the stool, beside him, he could see the back of a girl, her dark hair somewhat covering her bare back, she was dressed is a shimmering, short black dress.

So far she seemed like a hottie to him. "Ack- disgusting... It tastes like grass-" she complained turning around to the bartender. Heeseung got a the full view of her face. Fuck was she beautiful. Her eye makeup really did suit her, purple glitter reflecting blue, lips so plump and kissable, her nose slightly big, but really added a stunning touch to her pretty face. "Can I get a mojito with Ice... make it really minty" she said as Heeseung frowned at her.

As the bartender walked off to prepare her drink, Heeseung turned to face her "Minty mojito?... that'd taste like toothpaste in alcohol- its already minty as is why ad more?" He questioned as she giggled "Toothpaste mojito.... not a mint lover huh?" she asked then she froze "Wow... Jay knows so many attractive men but damn." she added quite boldly. "He seems to know very pretty girls... none as pretty as you though, can't believe he gatekept you from me... Heeseung." He introduced himself. "Y/n.... " she said with a smile

If only she knew there and then that he's a goddamn demon. Literally. She thought she was just drunk, one second she was at the party, the next in a luxorious bedroom with a fine man. That morning she realized, the man did the impossible, he literally teleported her. She saw him really murder a man. She looked under the blanket. No sign of pain, hickeys or anything, she smelled nice, dressed in a man's jumper, presumably Heeseungs.

Oh how stupid she felt. Thinking it'd be easy to sneak out of a demon's home without being caught. Acting cool, walking out as the guards assumed she was just some slut he slept with. "Where do you think you're going sweetheart?" he asked, her back against the wall, as his body trapped her. "uh... home? I need to feed my bunny" she excused as he just laughed.

"Oh baby how drunk were you?... you ARE home... and I fed your bunny see? *he said with a smirk pointing at the little white rabbit that rested comfortably in a more spacious cage". It was too much to process. did she move in with him? did something happen? are they in a relationship? "yes, I guess, and Yes.." he answerred without missing a beat, red eyes staring into hers. "Did I say that out loud?..." she asked as he smirked.

"As you can see darling, I'm a demon, I know everything you think about. When I first laid my eyes on you... thought I'd just let you stay in my bed one night.... then you talked to me and fuck." He groaned, holding her heart at his chest "feel that?! Im in fucking love with you baby, I fucking wanted you... no I fucking needed you. so here you are." He said with a smirk "You're crazy. Im not into you Heeseung. You can't just kidnap me, and my bunny and say im you're in love with me. Im leaving." She claimed confidentally

"That's where you're wrong. You're mine, you're not going anywhere and you won't need to, everything you need is in this mansion. If I want something sweetie.. I get it. How about you think twice before your decision, sure you wouldn't want to anger a demon... I KNOW you're smarter than that." He simply said. He's right. Only an idiot would do such a thing, she really had no choice... She was in hell and there's no going back....

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(so sorry to all my readers, Ill try work on the series's too, yes my blog is wet now- its no longer a dry desert)

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oracle-of-dream · 9 months ago

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A Desperate Drink

This is a continuation of Under Pressure, please read that first if you haven't so you can be in order!

Summary: You've woken up next to Jake, remembering everything from before. But you were supposed to forget everything. Something must've gone wrong, you need to find a way out without getting caught!

Warnings: Enhypen Vampires, Male Reader, Drunk-Dazed Timeline, Suggestive themes, Psychological power manipulation, Body/Mind control

Wordcount: 3.6k

Your head was pounding, like a bad hangover, but you knew that you didn't drink that much last night. You looked at Jake next to you, sleeping soundly. His breaths were deep. He snored with a soft smile on his lips. You shook him. "Jake, wake up."

He groaned in response, waving you away.

You shook him harder, "Jake, something's wrong. Get up." He pulled the covers over his head and you could hear the blood rushing to your head as you hit him with your pillow. "Get up!"

Jake shot up, eyes wide, "What's going on?"

"I still know who you are! Jake, you said I'd forget all this," You whined.

Jake looked down and fiddled with the comforter like a child. He moved his pillow onto his lap, out of your reach. "Don't get mad–" You grit your teeth, expecting the worst. You were a vampire now and going to outlive all your friends. You'd watch everyone you loved die and have to start eating people. "I got scared and didn't bite you..." Jake raised the pillow to cover his face if you were ready to hit him again. When he realized you hadn't hit him, he continued, "I panicked and used my powers to knock you out instead. I was going to carry you out the window and take you somewhere safe, but Jungwon came to check on us. So I pretended I bit you and fell asleep next to you."

So you weren't a vampire–that's good news. "So what now? I just find my friends and walk out, right?" You asked.

Jake gripped the pillow again. "Not exactly. I ended up falling asleep instead of erasing your memory. And as part of the erasing part, I'm supposed to give you instructions to go home to your bed. There’s nothing wrong with knowing about us, but my brothers might come for you."

You frowned, "Instructions? Come for me?"

"Vampires can hypnotize humans with our voices. You can't help but do what we say. I was going to tell you to go home and forget everything. And if my brothers find out that you’re out there and know we exist, they might try to silence you."

You tried not to be creeped out at the fact Jake could tell you to do whatever he wanted, but the thought was there.

"Usually, we command everyone to go home, and the house is empty by sunrise. Since we sleep all day normally and wake up when the Sun starts to set, I should be able to sneak you out." Jake climbed out of the bed to peek out the door. He waved you over, "I don't see anyone, so let's be quick." You followed Jake as he led you out the door and down the hallway. Passing the door where you'd first met Heeseung, the door he'd pinned you against was ajar, but the room was completely dark. You felt a strange feeling approaching the door and entering the room. You knew you had to go, but a peek wouldn’t hurt… Your body slowly drifted toward the door.

Jake noticed you and gently pulled the door shut. He mouthed a name, “Heeseung.”

As the door was shut, the feeling passed. Your skin crawled at the feeling. Heeseung wasn't even in front of you, but he could still manipulate you. You thought about your friends again. Hopefully, they made it out all okay, and none were his playthings. You got to the edge of the staircase, which overlooked the large living room on the first floor. It was still a mess from the party–sunlight rained down from the windows below.

You started down the stairs when Jake let out a sharp hiss. He was still in the hallway, looking at you on the stairs. "Come on, I don't know this place," You whispered.

"I can't." He put his hand toward the light but pulled it away before he could touch it. "I'll go the other way around," Jake turned around before walking back down the hallway. "I'll meet you downstairs."

You continued down the stairs. Alone.

The whole house seemed abandoned, but you knew better. Seven vampires lived here, six sleeping as you tiptoed around their home. Now that everything sat in the sunlight, you could see the dust covering some old furniture. A large portrait of the seven boys hung above the fireplace in the living room depicted the seven boys you'd met last night: Heeseung, Sunghoon, Jay, Jake, Jungwon, Sunoo, and Ni-ki. They all looked the same as you'd met last night but with slight differences. Their hair colors and styles were different as their clothes looked like something from some old Victorian-style painting.

You reached the bottom of the stairs. The only sound in the house was your footsteps and your heart beating in your chest. The house was warm with light, but it had a certain coldness to it. The living room still had confetti all over the floor. There was a straight shot to the front door. You made your way there until something moved out of the corner of your eyesight. Holding in the urge to run for it, you turned to see Jay lying in a corner near the door with his eyes closed. He looked so normal and peaceful in his sleep, even snoring slightly. But he was also right next to the front door. You stepped toward him, and his head twitched at the sound of the floor creaking under you.

That's a no-go.

There were a few more hallways you didn’t explore last night. One path could lead to a back door. Or it could lead to another one of the brothers. Jake was nowhere to be seen. You softly whispered, "Jake! Are you still here?" No reply. You wanted to wait for Jake, but being in Jay’s presence seemed like a bad idea.

“Down here!” You heard him call you from down a hallway. The same where you'd bumped into that sharp-eyed man, the brother who didn't seem too interested in you, Sunghoon. Last you'd seen him, he knocked you off your feet and yelled at you about it. The hallway was dark and cold, but a whisper came from there. It called to you, beckoning you forward. Following the whisper, you walked blind–deeper and deeper, following each turn. It was a long walk and dark, so you had to put a hand on the wall to guide you. Your eyes played tricks on you, seeing moving shadows in the darkness. They laughed at you, pointing crooked fingers as you stumbled blind. You kept focused on the path in front of you. The voice was getting louder as you got closer. Eventually, you made it to a massive open room.

“Jake?” You called. You could hear water flowing, like a waterfall. Without the wall's support and suddenly robbed of strength your legs gave out under you. You were forced to crawl on the floor toward the sound.

"Not quite. But you’re safe here. Come closer to me," A woman called. "I’ll protect you." Her voice was so sweet and relaxing, like a mother to a child. You crawled desperately. You didn't realize it earlier, but you were sweating heavily, and your throat was dry–even swallowing hurt. She sensed your thirst. "I can give you sustenance. Drink deeply." The sound of running water was closer now, getting louder until your hand hit a stone. The sound of the water under you made you put your hand out, reaching for the water–just a sip would be enough. The dehydration was unbearable. Your hand found the top of the wall and felt water splash onto it, a fountain! You used both hands to catch the water and brought it to your cracked lips.

It was delicious, reminiscent of the sting of fresh raspberries. You wanted more. Needed it. You drank more handfuls, feeling the relief wash over your body and cool you down. You didn't realize how thirsty you'd gotten, but you couldn't stop drinking. The water dripped onto your clothes, but it didn't matter to you. You just needed more.

"Y/n!?" Jake's voice came from behind you. You wanted to turn but couldn't stop drinking. The water wasn't as delicious as the first few drinks, as it started to taste more like iron and was getting thicker. It made you sick. Your stomach hurt, but you couldn't bring yourself to stop. "Y/n! Stop drinking! Please!" Jake sounded so far away, like a fading memory. But you felt his hand land on your shoulder. You finally managed to pull away from the fountain to look over your shoulder as Jake. His face was blurry, but you could make out a concerned expression.

That’s when you realized you could see Jake. “Who turned on the lights?” You muttered.

"Y/n, how did you get here!? You shouldn't drink that! Shit! This is bad!" Jake scooped you up and carried you away. You felt the fountain call you, begging you to stay and drink more, but you felt sleepy and full. You drifted to sleep in Jake's arms as he carried you, the smell of blood in the air.

You opened your eyes slowly, holding your stomach and slowly sitting up. You were in a bedroom with light pouring in from the window. The room was familiar, but–wait, You'd already seen this. You looked over, but Jake wasn't tucked under the covers with you this time. There were voices outside the door, muffled, but you could make out some words.

"Jake, what the fuck is the matter with you!? How could you let a human stay here!? And you let them walk around unsupervised!" One angry voice spoke.

"I'm sorry! It wasn't supposed to be like this..." Jake responded.

"So what do we do with him? Kill him?" Another voice asked, this one deeper and cold.

You panicked. They were going to kill you! You needed to get out of there. You stood but quickly fell to your feet. Your stomach argued about moving so much, but you had no choice. Pushing yourself to your feet, you reached for the window— but your hand burned in the light that poured out of it. You screamed in pain, rolling onto the bed away from the light.

The bedroom door burst open as Jake ran in, "Are you okay!?"

You hid your hand behind you, "Oh, y-yeah. My stomach is just really hurting." The others slowly filled the room, Jake's six brothers. Jungwon looked furious. Sunoo smiled playfully. Heeseung winked at you. Jay seemed more concerned with Jungwon. Sunghoon and Ni-ki's expressions gave you nothing to go off of; they were deep in thought. Jake helped you under the covers, "You should lie down. A lot is going on right now."

"Like, what?"

Jake looked at Jungwon, "What do we do?"

Jungwon sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "We have to study his reactions and see what we can do for you now. Tell him everything."

Jake turned back to you, sitting on the bed, "Okay, this is a lot, so just listen." You nod, waiting for Jake to begin. "Because of my irresponsibility in properly taking care of you, an incident has occurred," Jake said as he occasionally looked at Jungwon for approval. "When you walked alone in the house, you found a fountain. And drank the liquid in it, right?"

You nodded, "I did. I think I drank a lot." Your stomach roared in agreement with the statement.

"You did. And that's not good–we think. The liquid you drank was Blood–Special Blood And a lot of it. I can't describe it well, but we can only drink from it once a full moon." Jake touched your shoulder, "So, because of that. There might be side effects."

You tilted your head, "Like?"

Jungwon ripped the band-aid off, "You might be like us now, a vampire. Because you're one of us, we can't risk you exposing our existence to the people. But you have a life outside of here, which is an issue because people will come looking for you."

Sunghoon shrugged, "We can still kill them and hide them."

"And bring more humans to our home to look for us. Could we even risk that? We can't exactly move the fountain, and if they find it..." Jay shook his head as if the thought haunted him.

"That won't happen. And we're not killing. I'm sure y/n will work with us, right?" Jungwon asked, raising his eyebrow at you.

You swallowed hard. It was a lot of information, but you didn’t have a lot of choice. "So, I'm immortal now? Forever?"

Jake nodded, "But we'll try and find a way to fix you. You're not supposed to be like this, and I wouldn't wish this curse on anyone."

Jungwon spoke again, "So? What's your choice? Either toss you in the sunlight and watch you burn, or you can join us until we can get rid of you."

"I'm with you. Please, don't toss me outside," You mumbled.

Jungwon smiled, "I wouldn't want to do that either. So let's try to get along. You can use the room if you want it. Jake will give you a tour, and you can pick out another room if you don't want this one."

"This one is perfect."

"Great. Jake, give him a tour. He's your responsibility for now since he's your fuck-up. I'm going back to sleep. I'll see everyone when it's Sunset," Jungwon commanded with a soft yawn as he walked out.

The other brothers left the room, leaving just you and Jake. Jake smiled like a dork, "Welcome to the family, I guess?"

You punched him. Hard. "Jake, what the fuck!? I'm stuck like this, and you're cracking jokes?"

Jake rubbed his arm with a pained expression, "You should watch your strength! If I were a regular person, my arm would've broken. And I'm just trying to lighten the mood..."

You let out a yawn, "Well, what now?"

Jake giggled, "We sleep now. It's still daytime." Sleep? It was probably around noon, but you were too scared to look out the window to guess.

"Why do we have to sleep now?"

"We sleep during the day since we can go outside at night. That's why everyone was in such a bad mood since I woke them up in the middle of the day." Jake patted your head, "You're already tired, right?" His voice had a soft tone to it, lulling you to sleep.

You were only a little tired a moment ago, but your eyes could barely stay open now. You grabbed Jake's shirt tightly, "Don't do that... You bi–." Your head fell against the pillow as you fell into a deep slumber, your hand still attached to Jake's shirt.

Waking up for the third time in that house was the same as the first. You'd hoped it was all a bad dream, but seeing Jake sleeping next to you confirmed it was all real. You were a vampire now—a member of an immortal household of handsome men who are brothers. And you can't even go outside during the daytime anymore. You looked back at the hand you'd burned earlier, completely healed, and Jake was cuddling your other hand. Pulling your arm out from his grip, you replaced it with a pillow, which Jake happily accepted unconsciously. The room was still and quiet, too quiet. You needed something to make noise. Even the sounds of passing cars or people on the street would be okay. You escaped the bedroom without waking up Jake and started to explore the house. House was the wrong word–mansion fit it much better.

You passed Heeseung’s room from before, but you could see clearer into it now. Another vampire power was night vision, you guessed. Heeseung was lying in bed, sleeping. He was way too handsome, just like a vampire should be, even while doing nothing.

As if he could feel you watching him. You heard his voice behind you, "Like what you see, baby teeth?" You almost jumped. Turning to see nothing over your shoulder, you looked back into the room and saw Heeseung standing in the doorway. He had a low-cut shirt and a draping cardigan with baggy pants on. "Looking for something, Baby Teeth?" He cooed.

"Who's Baby Teeth?"

"It's you! The youngest vampire always gets called Baby Teeth. It's a tradition. But if you want, we can make it just an us kind of thing." He stepped out of his room. His energy was heavy and dripped out of him like honey. "I haven't had someone this cute in the house in a while. And now that you're staying, we can play a lot."

You stepped back, "You gonna drink my blood?"

"You're a vampire now, even if I did–" He got closer, "You could drink mine, and we'd be even."

"I'm not drinking anyone–"

Heeseung sighed in boredom, "Suit yourself. But you can only live like that for so long it'll get boring just drinking from the tap. It's way better from the source." Heeseung poked his nail into one of his fingers and let himself bleed a little, "You don't want to try, not even a little?" Your mouth watered. That feeling of intense dehydration came back, but now you also felt like you hadn't eaten in days. You wanted to bite Heeseung’s finger off. "No, no. Don't let your hunger control you. Take it easy. Let only a little out at a time, or you could bite off more than you can take," Heeseung warned. He put his finger toward you, letting you smell his blood, "Taste some, no tricks."

You hesitantly moved to grab his hand, but he pulled away.

"No hands, Baby Teeth. We use our mouths for food. You’ll learn Jake's a lousy teacher. You can learn from me," Heeseung smirked as he moved his finger back to your lips. He poked them, getting his blood on them. Your tongue instinctively darted out to taste it. It wasn't as good as the fountain, but it's a close second. You wrapped your lips around Heeseung's finger and sucked gently. "Ah, there's a good boy," He moaned. He moved his hand, forcing you to follow it to his waist. You ended up on your knees, sucking his finger, while he watched with a playful look in his eyes. "You're bad at sucking blood, but I can teach you better. Let me," Heeseung took his finger from your mouth, much to your dismay.

You stood as you felt the urge to pin him to the wall and bite his neck. Your heart pumped, and your fingers flexed.

"Oh, how scary, Baby Teeth. You look like you're about to break, but we should be even. You tried mine, so I'll try yours." You lifted your finger, but Heeseung put your hand away, "Fingers are for you, Baby Teeth. Big boys can get big bites. And since Jake fucked it, I'm your first time. I'll be gentle." Heeseung stroked your cheek, "So hold still." There was more authority in Heeseung’s tone, compelling you to stay. You wanted to dodge him, but you were stuck. Heeseung tilted your head to the side and leaned down to your neck, smelling and licking since you couldn't push him away. When he bit into you, there was a rush of ice-cold pain as you felt the blood drain out of your neck slowly. It hurt at first but then shifted into something more pleasing. It felt good. Heeseung shifted, putting his hand on your waist to pull you in as his other hand laced his fingers with yours.

You moaned embarrassingly loudly.

Heeseung pulled away, his teeth red and his mouth agape, "You taste good. Really fucking good–Better than anyone I've tasted. Maybe since you turned recently?"

Heeseung went down for seconds, but you started resisting, "Wait, I think we're doing too much now!"

"Don't fight me," He commanded. Your body relaxed into his embrace instantly.

Just as he was about to bite you again, there was a snap at the end of the hall. "He said that's enough. I'm fine with you feeding off him consensually, but let's not do anything we'll regret, Heeseung." It was Jay, standing near the stairs, leaning on the wall.

Heeseung chuckled. "Jay, you've gotta try him. He's delicious."

Jay shook his head, "I'll bite if he offers. You're taking your lesson too far here. He's living with us now, so don't do anything to make things more difficult."

Heeseung let you go and turned to you, "I'm sorry about that, y/n. I didn’t mean to hurt you there… You can forgive me right?" Heeseung couldn't look at you while he apologized. His cheeky attitude was gone as his body slightly shook. He didn’t wait for an answer as he let you go, almost throwing you, before retreating to his room.

Jay approached you and wiped his hand on your neck, tasting some blood that was there. His eyebrows raised but his face turned blank. "Nothing special."

"Jay, is it normal for vampires to drink each other's blood?"

He shrugged, "We don't normally do it since we're all brothers. Feeding on each other is sorta… intimate. But I heard some vampires would feast on each other to survive. But those were usually extreme cases." He waved you to walk with him, "I want you to be a little cautious. Since you're not one of us, some people might be interested in you. In a less than innocent way."

You tilted your head, "So you don't drink from each other because you're brothers?"

Jay nodded, "We’re not brothers in the sense we’re all born from the same mother. But we’re brothers still, so pretty much. And we haven't had another vampire here in a long time. The last one was a girl that Jake got close to. When she left, she did some damage to everyone. But Jake felt it the most. He hasn't bitten someone since then."

You remembered Jake said it had been 100 years since the last time he'd bitten someone. It must've been pretty bad.

Jay continued, "Anyways, that's history. We should figure you out. But let's eat first..."

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ⓘㅤ𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒 𝐀꯭𝐃꯭𝐃꯭𝐈𝐂꯭𝐓𝐈꯭𝐎꯭𝐍. ⠀⠀( 快来救我吧。)

𝓢ummary “ ✉. 𝖧𝖾, 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌, 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 ��𝗒 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾.

⠀،،⠀𝒢𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒. ’ 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾, 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝖼 (𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍), 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖺, 𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆.

( 𝒄/𝒘. )───𝖯𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗌, 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖲𝗎𝗇𝗈𝗈, 𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾.

February always brought a sense of anticipation, especially with Valentine’s Day just around the corner. This year was no different.

The classroom had turned into a battleground of hearts and flowers, and you, along with Sunoo, Jungwon, and Jay, had been roped into decorating the place. Between laughter, jokes, and debates about where each decoration should go, the four of you spent your afternoons draping heart garlands over the windows and sticking cheesy messages on the walls.

“Do you guys think we should put up more red or gold balloons?” Jungwon asked while inflating another one, which promptly burst with a loud pop. Sunoo let out a laugh, and Jay gave Jungwon a playful pat on the back, chiming in, “How about we focus on not blowing up the next one, yeah?”

Though it seemed like an activity meant to bring the group closer, things started to feel different for you soon enough.

Around that same time, you began to notice little gestures—subtle hints that someone, or maybe more than one person, was harboring feelings that went beyond simple admiration. It started with a pastel purple letter you found in your locker the day after the first afternoon of decorating.

The handwriting was neat and anonymous, full of compliments that made you smile, as if the person knew you to the core.

After that, more gifts started appearing: a box of fine chocolates one day, white or purple roses, ramen cups with sticky notes, a small, soft plush toy the next day, and so on.

The excitement of finding something new every morning mixed with curiosity and a bit of fun as your friends teased you about your "secret admirers."

Jay, always with his sarcastic tone, was quick to comment, “Looks like the [...] fan club is growing, huh?” Jungwon and Sunoo joined in on the laughter, but you just shook your head with a smile, trying not to show too much of your own intrigue. Still, it wasn’t easy to hide how much those anonymous gestures of affection affected you.

But there was something else in the air, something you hadn’t noticed. Behind the jokes and the kind gestures, a shadow of darker intentions was slowly taking shape—closer than you thought, watching, waiting for the right moment to step in and claim what it believed belonged to it. You.

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ㅤㅤ Finally February 14th, university.

The campus was decked out more than a Christmas tree in December, only this time, instead of ornaments, lights, and snow, there were paper hearts, cheap chocolates, posters asking to be someone’s “forever”—which would end up breaking within a month if they were lucky—and red balloons everywhere.

You, as always, were going about your routine, not expecting today to be much different, unlike your admirer(s). You were walking toward the entrance of the university when suddenly Jay appeared beside you, greeting you with a smile so slight that it barely curved his lips.

“Hey, what’s up?” Jay said, shoving his hands into his jacket pockets. “Did you survive the decoration apocalypse, or are you suffocating from all the pink?” he laughed.

You let out a chuckle, thinking about how over-the-top everything was. “Actually, I’m turning into a zombie, aaargh.”

He laughed softly, but there was something different about him today. He seemed nervous, which was odd because he was usually pretty laid-back, like nothing bothered him too much.

He kept walking beside you, firing off questions, though his tone felt a bit... curious. “By the way, what are your plans for today? Are you doing anything special? Going out with someone, or just hanging around... you know, free?” he asked, glancing at you sideways, trying to sound casual but failing miserably.

“Same old, same old. Classes, trying not to fall asleep in Mrs. Kim’s class, and dodging the crowd rushing to film those failed confession videos. You know, the usual every year,” you replied, brushing it off, sighing as you adjusted the straps of your backpack, holding it over your shoulders.

Jay smiled a little, but he didn’t seem satisfied with your answer. He sighed and fell silent for a moment, staring at the ground as if he were searching for the right words.

You glanced at him, waiting for him to spill whatever was on his mind, but he stayed quiet. Finally, he let out a heavy sigh and scratched the back of his neck.

“You know... there’s something I wanted to tell you, and well...” Jongseong looked like he was about to jump off a cliff, but just then, a voice interrupted him.

“JAAY!” Jake shouted, appearing out of nowhere and giving Jay a slap on the back that nearly made him jump out of his skin. He turned to Jake, his eyes wide as saucers.

“Holy shit, Jake! Are you trying to give me a heart attack or what?” Jay clutched his chest, trying to catch his breath while Jake laughed like a hyena, clapping at his friend’s reaction.

“Nah, but the idea of you jumping like a scared cat was too tempting,” Jake said, grinning from ear to ear. “Besides, you looked way too serious for your own good, man. Chill out, today’s a day for hearts and teddy bears.”

Jay frowned but couldn’t help cracking a smile as he shook his head. Still, the moment was broken, and whatever he was about to say seemed to vanish along with his chance.

You just watched the exchange between the two, feeling a bit out of place, though it amused you how Jongseong was trying not to look annoyed.

Jake, with his usual energy, settled next to you while the scaredy-cat moved ahead, clearly preferring to keep some distance for now.

Without missing a beat, Jake started chatting with you about random things, shifting from weekend plans to the heart-shaped balloons scattered around the campus.

“I swear, if another one of those balloons pops in my face, I’m going to think this university has it out for me,” Jake joked, giving you a light nudge with his shoulder.

“At least you could take the chance to ask someone out today, right?” you replied, amused.

“And risk missing the chance of someone asking me out? Nah. I’d rather keep my options open,” he quipped, winking at you.

As you walked down the hall, you could see Jay ahead of you, his hands playing in his pockets and his head down, moving almost on autopilot, as if he was deep in thought.

When you finally reached the classroom, you noticed Heeseung was already there, sitting in one of the middle rows, relaxed and almost lounging in the wooden chair, his jacket draped over his shoulders. As he heard your footsteps, he looked up and smiled widely when he saw you enter.

“Heeey,” he said, waving his hand in greeting as you settled into your seat next to Jake. Jongseong had already taken a seat at the back with Ni-ki, saying nothing more.

The class began, and although the minutes seemed to stretch on, you noticed out of the corner of your eye the glances that Heeseung threw your way from time to time, always accompanied by an almost nervous smile. He was the typical charismatic guy, but today he seemed especially attentive. It didn’t help that Jake also tried to catch your attention with some sarcastic comment every time the teacher turned toward the board.

When the bell rang, the class ended, and everyone started gathering their things. Ni-ki was the first to rush out of the classroom, hurrying toward the library. Jake kept talking about something, but you were only nodding, your mind still distracted by Jay’s expression before he got interrupted.

As you made your way to your locker, thinking about everything that had happened that morning, you found a letter and a small heart-shaped box of chocolates.

Upon opening the letter, you realized it was handwritten, with a handwriting you didn’t immediately recognize:

“To someone who makes this day much more interesting than I expected. I hope you enjoy the chocolates; I know how much you like them… and that’s why there’s also a packet of liquid chocolate for you to put on them. Remember that your smile is my reason for living; I’ll be watching you <3 — XOXO.”

After reading the letter, you felt a mix of curiosity and warmth from the words. There was something sweet and genuine about them, although they also left you with more questions than answers.

As you held the letter in your hands and looked at the chocolates, you couldn’t help but smile slightly, wondering who might be behind all of this and what else awaited you on this chaotic Valentine’s Day.

You were still standing in front of your locker after the bell rang for the next class, still lost in your thoughts while holding the letter.

The words kept resonating in your mind: “Remember that your smile is my reason for living; I’ll be watching you <3 — XOXO.” It was a mix of confusion and a slight warmth, something you hadn’t felt in a long time.

You shook your head, trying to dismiss the idea that someone was genuinely so interested in you, that someone had noticed your qualities for the first time. You tucked the letter into your jacket pocket, so lost in your thoughts that you didn’t even notice when a figure slid up beside you, casually leaning against the lockers.

“Ah... so it was true, you have a secret admirer?” Sunghoon’s low and slightly teasing voice took you by surprise. Turning your head, you saw him there, with his usual slight smile and a lowered gaze, looking at the box of chocolates with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

He shoved his hands in his jacket pockets, acting like he was way more chill about the whole situation.

“Damn, Sunghoon, you scared me. How long have you been standing there?” you asked, jumping a little, still kinda thrown off by his sudden presence.

Sunghoon shrugged, as if he wasn’t in any rush to answer. His smile widened a bit as he leaned in to check out the letter you were holding earlier.

“Long enough to see you looking like a total dork with that love note.” He paused, eyeing the paper peeking out of your pocket. “I wonder... what kind of coward writes notes instead of just telling you face-to-face?”

You frowned slightly, feeling a bit sorry for whoever was behind all those letters and gifts. “Eh, it’s not a dork face; it’s just... I don’t know, it’s weird, right? Someone’s been leaving me this stuff for days, and I have no clue who it is. It could be anyone.”

Sunghoon let out a soft laugh, barely audible, but there was a mischievous glint in his eyes as he glanced at you sideways. “So, you like getting gifts from a random nobody, huh...? Well, well. I wonder if this 'nobody' realizes how easy it is to make you blush.”

“What? Jealous, Sunghoon? Maybe it’s someone who finally got the guts to confess... Not all of us are as shy as you, you know.” You shot back after a few seconds, your tone clearly teasing, but you couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow and look at him closely.

Sunghoon just made a little annoyed noise with his tongue, then stepped away from the lockers and gave you a light shove on the shoulder. “First, ouch, second, I’m just saying... you should pay more attention. You never know if that admirer has something nice to say or if they just want to see you running around campus like a chicken with its head cut off on Valentine’s Day.”

His words clearly had a teasing edge, but there was something in his voice that sounded more like a reprimand. Maybe he was referring to how you wouldn’t shut up about getting gifts when it all started.

But before you could respond, he added something else, turning his gaze towards the locker door.

“Though... I kinda get it; I guess sometimes it’s not so easy to just say things outright, right? Especially if... you’re not sure how the other person will react.” Sunghoon tensed for a second but quickly regained his composure, shifting his gaze to the hallway. His lips curled into a smile you couldn’t quite read.

The way he said it, almost with a hint of melancholy, made you frown for a second. Sunghoon, unlike the others, always kept a bit of emotional distance. He wasn’t the type to throw out comments about his feelings, but there was something in his tone that made it feel like he was talking about more than just the letter.

You looked at him for a moment, trying to figure out if there was some hidden meaning behind his words, but he just shrugged it off like it was no big deal. Then, his expression shifted back to that calm smile he usually had, even though his eyes seemed to reflect something he wasn’t saying, like he was hiding some pain.

With a playful grin, you tried to lighten the mood that had built up in less than a minute by gently punching his shoulder.

“Hey, Sunghoon, if it’s you who’s been leaving me these notes, just spill it. No need for all this mystery, you know?” you joked, hoping to get a little laugh out of him, something that could spark more conversation.

And, as if you had wished it into existence—boom—Sunghoon let out a small laugh a few seconds later, almost like a sigh. He shook his head gently, glancing at you sideways. “Uh-huh, sure... keep dreaming. I’m not that cheesy. But... who knows, maybe your admirer is closer than you think.”

Before you could respond, Sunghoon straightened up, pulled his hands from his pockets, and started walking toward the next class. “If you need someone to help you figure it out, I guess you can always ask me. I might have a clue.”

He shot you one last look over his shoulder, his smile now a bit warmer and less teasing. “Catch ya in class, [...]. Don’t take too long, or your admirer might think you bounced outta here ‘cause you’re freaked out that they’re watching you.”

You watched him walk away, his figure fading into the sea of students still milling around the halls.

The convo left you deep in thought, not just about the letter you were holding but also about how Sunghoon had said those last words. You never showed him what was in the letter... How did he know the admirer said they’d be watching?

After Sunghoon took off, you still felt a knot in your stomach from everything that just went down. You shoved the box of chocolates into your backpack and took a deep breath, trying to shake off the weird convo before heading to class. But the curiosity and unease kept banging around in your head, especially that last line from Sunghoon that hinted he knew more than he let on.

When you walked into the penultimate classroom, you noticed Sunghoon already sitting in his spot, eyes glued to the book in front of him, as if the earlier convo never happened. But when your eyes met, he flashed you a quick smile, almost daring you to guess what was going on in his mind.

Next to him, Ni-ki turned to look at you and greeted you with a small smile before focusing back on the teacher who was kicking off the lesson. Jake, on the other hand, seemed more focused on keeping Ni-ki in his sights, like he didn’t want him getting too close to you.

The class went by without much drama, but you couldn’t help but let your mind drift back to the letter and Sunghoon’s chatter, trying to find some hidden meaning in his words.

When the teacher finally wrapped up the lesson, everyone started packing up their stuff, and you noticed how Ni-ki was one of the first to bolt, heading straight for the library again—like he was trying to dodge everyone else. Even you.

Before you could even get up, Sunghoon came back over, leaning against the edge of your desk with a laid-back expression. “What’s up? Still thinking about your little secret, Romeo?” he joked, his eyes searching yours intently.

You sighed and crossed your arms, trying to play it cool as you glanced around to make sure not too many people were eavesdropping. “Wow, looks like someone’s super invested in my love life. What’s with all the mystery, huh? I’m starting to think you’re the one who dropped those chocolates in my locker.”

Sunghoon let out a dry chuckle and shook his head. “I told you, I’m not that cheesy to leave notes around, plus I don’t even know the combo to your lock. But hey, if you don’t mind someone keeping tabs on you, I guess you could just act like it doesn’t faze you.”

You furrowed your brow, trying to figure out if there was some hidden warning in his words. “I don’t know if you’re trying to protect me or just acting all mysterious, Sunghoon, but thanks... I guess?”

With a shrug, he pushed off the desk and glanced at the door. “Just saying you might wanna pay more attention... to who’s around you.” And with that, he walked off, leaving you with more questions than answers.

You decided to stop overthinking it and headed toward your next and final class. But as you walked down the hall, you spotted Jake, who quickly approached you, bumping his shoulder lightly against yours in a friendly way. "Did you see Ni-ki's face? He's redder than a freakin' tomato today. Did you say something to him, or did you give him some Valentine’s Day virus or something?"

You elbowed him playfully, trying to hide your smile. "Oh, sure, because everyone’s having existential crises around me today. Maybe I’m just too irresistible to handle, don’t you think?"

Jake burst out laughing, shaking his head as you both made your way out of the classroom. "Oh, please, [...]. No one in their right mind would fall for you." He joked, but then shot you a look that seemed more serious than usual, like he was sizing up your reaction.

You rolled your eyes, not wanting to give the conversation too much weight as you walked. As you passed the library, you saw Ni-ki sitting near the window, headphones on, with an open book in front of him, though he looked more focused on biting his lip than on reading.

Once in the hall, Jake paused for a moment, glancing toward the library and then back at you. "Hey, [...], just... don’t let those gifts give you any weird ideas, alright? If someone’s so desperate to write to you without saying anything to your face, they’re missing a couple of good balls."

"Okay, Dad," you shot back sarcastically, giving him a shove to keep moving, though you couldn't shake off a slight twinge of doubt in the back of your mind.

Why did everyone seem so invested in what was going on with the letters?

After six long hours, the last class of the day finally rolled around. As soon as it wrapped up, you quickly said goodbye to Jake and Sunghoon, who seemed to be in a little silent duel over who would stick around with you longer. You decided to sneak away before the tension escalated and headed to your locker to drop off some stuff before leaving.

Just as you were closing your locker, you heard a cheerful and familiar voice behind you.

"Hey, [...], wait!" You turned around and saw Sunoo approaching with his usual bright smile, eyes sparkling with excitement. Though he had always been the most social of the group, today he seemed especially enthusiastic.

"Look who’s got all the luck! The heartbreaker of the class, huh? Sunghoon told me everyone’s after you this Valentine’s. Who would've thought you’d get so popular?" Sunoo laughed, pretending to wipe away tears of pride as he leaned casually against the locker next to you.

You shrugged, trying to keep your cool. “Oh, please. It’s not like you didn’t get your own anonymous love notes, Sunoo. I bet half the class is secretly crushing on you.”

Sunoo chuckled, running a hand through his hair with a confident air. “What can I say? It’s hard not to be this charming. But today, I’m not here to brag about myself; I’m here to invite you to do something... fun.”

He leaned in a little closer, his eyes locking onto yours with a more intense gaze. “I was thinking we could... go to the movies tonight. You know, like old times, when we used to watch those terrible reviews and end up falling asleep in the seats.”

You were a bit surprised by the invitation, though you couldn’t help but smile at his direct and upbeat way of asking. "Really? Are you sure there’s no one else you’d rather invite on a Valentine’s date, Sunoo?”

Sunoo laughed again, but this time, his expression softened, almost like he dropped a mask for a moment. “You know, I think I’ve waited long enough for this. You’ve been my best friend since high school, [...], and yeah, maybe this could feel a bit like a date... But I’ll leave it up to you. What do you say? Let’s hit the movies and see where the night takes us.”

You noticed a flicker of sincerity in his eyes, and for a second, you almost felt there was something more behind his words, something he’d kept hidden for years.

In the end, you returned his smile, feeling curious about how the night would unfold. “Alright, sounds good, Sunny. Just don’t make me sit through another one of those cheesy rom-coms.”

“Deal. I promise it won’t be that corny this time... But if you cry during a scene, I won’t judge you.” Sunoo winked and gave your shoulder a playful tap before walking away with a light step, leaving you with a sense of anticipation.

As you shut your locker and prepared for the rest of the afternoon, you couldn’t help but think about how strange the whole day had been. From the mysterious letter to Sunghoon, Jake, and now Sunoo’s invitation, everything seemed more complicated than it should’ve been for just a regular Valentine’s.

And though you wouldn’t openly admit it, a part of you couldn’t shake the curiosity about how the night might play out.

The afternoon dragged on, and while Valentine’s Day was far from boring, there was this weird feeling that stuck with you. After Sunoo’s invite, you decided to hit up the library for some alone time to think before heading out. But as you were digging through your backpack for your headphones, you stumbled upon a small red envelope, just like the one from this morning. This time, the message was short, but it left you puzzled:

"I'll be waiting at the subway stop at 8:30 pm. Don’t be late, please..."

The note wasn’t signed, but the handwriting was different from the first letter. Even so, your curiosity spiked. Maybe this was your secret admirer, the one who left the letter and the chocolates. You stuffed the note back in your bag, figuring by the end of the day it’d either be a joke or, if you were lucky, a surprise from someone who’d been keeping their feelings on lock for a long time.

When the last period ended and you were getting ready to bounce, your phone buzzed with a notification. Unlocking the screen, you saw a text from Jungwon:

“Yo, you down to meet at the subway stop at 8:30? Would be cool to chat for a bit.”

The invite caught you off guard, considering Jungwon wasn’t the type to hit you up for last-minute plans. But before you could even dwell on it, another buzz grabbed your attention. Jay had texted:

“Hey, was thinking... maybe we could meet near the subway stop at 8:30? Got something I wanna tell you. What do you think?”

You furrowed your brows, now a little thrown off. The coincidence seemed too big to ignore, but you brushed it off, assuming it was just random timing.

But just as you were about to shove your phone back in your pocket, another notification lit up the screen. This time, it was Jake:

“We should meet at the subway stop at 8:30. Trust me, it'll be worth it!!”

Jake’s tone was always bold and confident, but something about this message felt way too... planned. The unease started creeping up on you, but you kept moving, thinking maybe the guys had something cooked up for you.

And the messages didn’t stop. As you made your way to the main exit, Sunghoon hit you up too:

"Not sure if you’ve got plans, but I’d love to see you at the subway stop at 8:30 pm. Could be an interesting night."

At this point, you were starting to wonder if everyone had teamed up to prank you, but still, your curiosity grew with each text.

As you were about to leave the school, Ni-ki, the youngest of the group, sent a playful message:

“Guess what? I got some new stuff for my console! We should totally game at my place. How 'bout meeting at the subway stop at 8:30? See you there, then we can head to my crib, yeah?”

You read his message with a chuckle, though that uneasy feeling still lingered. Ni-ki was always mischievous and down for a joke, but the fact that they all mentioned the same time and spot seemed way too calculated to be a coincidence.

You checked the time on your phone; there were still a couple of hours to go before 8:30, and you were starting to feel like you were about to play a game where you didn’t know the rules.

And just when you thought you couldn’t be more surprised, a message from Heeseung rolled in. His style was always the most cryptic, and this time was no different:

“The subway stop. 8:30 pm. Don’t be late.”

Straightforward, like always. But there was something about his message that made it feel more like a command than an invite.

The mystery kept getting more intriguing, and now you couldn’t shake the knot in your stomach. What was all this about? Why did everyone seem so interested in getting you to the same place, at the same time?

You put your phone away, taking a deep breath, trying to calm the confusion swirling around in your head. There was something about that subway stop that seemed to pull all of them in, and even though it felt more and more like you were part of some weird game, you figured there was no harm in finding out. If it really was a surprise, you might as well see what it was all about.

The sun was starting to set as you walked out of school, your mind racing with unanswered questions. With each step you took, you braced yourself for whatever might be waiting—a secret admirer, a group prank, or maybe something totally different.

But one thing was clear: by 8:30 pm, you'd be at the subway stop, ready to face whatever was coming your way.

As the night slowly crept in, the sky turned a deep, almost midnight blue while you stood waiting at the subway stop. The time was closing in.

The breeze was cool, and even though there were a bunch of people around, you felt like you were alone, lost in your own thoughts. The messages you’d gotten had you all kinds of confused. You couldn’t figure out why they all wanted to meet at the same place, at the same time, like something big was about to go down.

While you stood there, watching the last bit of sunlight disappear, your phone buzzed again. You pulled it out, expecting another message, but just then, something happened that chilled you to the bone: a warm hand grabbed yours, firm but gentle, pulling you back.

Before you could react or even make sense of what was happening, someone smoothly spun you around, making you face whoever had just interrupted your thoughts.

“What the hell?!” you muttered through gritted teeth, still a little dazed from the surprise, your heart pounding like it was about to explode out of your chest. “What the hell, Sunoo? You scared the crap out of me, dude!”

Your words came out rushed, tumbling over themselves in a mix of confusion and nerves, but everything stopped when your eyes locked with Sunoo’s.

In that moment, the world seemed to fade away, like he was the only thing that existed under the soft glow of the streetlights casting delicate shadows on his skin.

His gaze was different; the usual playful smile and light tone were gone. There was a stillness in his eyes, an intensity that wrapped around you, like in that moment, you were the only thing that mattered. And then, with a barely audible whisper, he dropped the words that froze your heart, making everything around you lose meaning.

“I like you.”

His confession hit you like a cold gust of wind, stopping time completely. You didn’t know what to say or how to react.

Your heart was racing, and for some reason, his words filled you with nerves, causing a constant, sharp ache inside.

All you could do was stare at him, mouth slightly open, searching for something—anything—that would make sense of what you’d just heard.

Sunoo didn’t flinch. What he’d kept quiet for so long now spilled out in an unstoppable rush, his voice carrying a restrained, almost desperate passion.

“It was always me, [...].” His words grew firmer, more resolute, as his gaze pierced into yours with an intensity that rooted you to the ground. “From the first letter in your locker... to the last message you got today. It’s been me the whole time.”

There was a glint in his eyes, a mix of obsession and longing that pulled you in deeper, making you feel the weight of every word like an inevitable truth, as if you’d been unknowingly walking toward this moment the whole time.

The world around you seemed to blur. It was just him and his words, echoing in your ears, filling the space between you like a truth that had been hiding in plain sight for years.

Heat crept up your neck, flushing your cheeks and ears, making the thick, heavy air in the subway almost suffocating.

Around you, the fluorescent lights flickered weakly, casting a cold, artificial glow on his face, while the constant rumble of the ground beneath your feet barely broke the stillness between you two.

Sunoo held your hands tightly, his fingers trembling but firm, like he was scared that if he let go, this moment would slip away.

“What...?” you managed to mumble, your voice cracked with disbelief and shock. You could barely breathe, the weight of his words pressing down on your chest.

"All this time... it was you?" you repeated, still struggling to take it in, as the lights of the approaching train flashed in the tunnel, briefly bathing you both in dancing shadows.

Sunoo nodded slowly, his shy smile revealing a sincerity you hadn’t fully noticed until that moment.

It was as if suddenly, a veil had been lifted from your eyes, and all those little moments, those fleeting glances and the times he had been near you for no apparent reason, began to make sense. Every detail, once insignificant, now fit perfectly into the puzzle of his confession.

“I never knew how to tell you... I even asked Sunghoon for help.” His voice, soft yet trembling with nervousness, resonated with a determination you hadn’t seen in him before.

His eyes, gleaming under the flickering yellow light of the platform, looked at you with a mixture of fear and hope. “I know we’ve been friends forever, and... every time I tried to get closer, something held me back. I didn’t want to ruin what we have, didn’t want to make you uncomfortable. But I can’t keep quiet anymore. Not today.”

His hands, wrapped around yours, began to feel warmer, as if the weight of his confession had given that simple touch a life of its own. The brush of his fingers, soft and careful, conveyed a tenderness you hadn’t noticed before.

His touch wasn’t just warm, it was firm, as though he wanted to make sure you understood the significance of every word leaving his lips, of every caress he gave you.

The sound of a train approaching blended with the palpable tension between you, but for the first time, it didn’t matter. It was just him and his truth, wrapping you in the intimacy of that moment.

“I couldn’t let today go by without telling you the truth,” he said, leaning a little closer, his voice soft but thick with emotion. “I’ve watched you for so long, and I always wondered if one day you’d feel the same. But even if you don’t... I can’t keep this to myself anymore.”

His eyes were locked on yours, and in that instant, the world blurred—everything but you, him. There was no noise, no people, no traffic. Only him. The way his words echoed in your heart, the way his presence filled the space between you, like you had been destined for this moment all along.

Sunoo didn’t say anything else. Instead of continuing to talk, he leaned in closer to you, so close you could feel his uneven breath, his nervousness mixed with the desire to finally show you how he felt. And before you could stop to think, before doubts or fear of the unknown could interfere, you felt his lips gently press against yours.

The kiss was slow, almost timid at first, as if you were both testing the waters for the first time. Your lips hesitated but soon responded to his, and you allowed yourself to be swept away by the warmth, by the feeling of sharing something intimate, something you had been searching for without even realizing it. Time seemed to slip away unnoticed as you kissed Sunoo back, letting that moment stretch on.

You felt warmth spread through your chest, a mix of surprise and a quiet happiness that wrapped around you like a warm blanket on a cold night. It was strange, but comforting. It was as if, finally, everything was falling into place. Sunoo, always by your side, had been holding onto such an important secret, and now, that weight was lifting.

When you both pulled back, only a few centimeters apart, the air between you was still charged with electricity. Sunoo looked at you with a smile that now seemed the most charming in the world, his face slightly flushed, but his eyes radiating calm and happiness. His hands, still on yours, continued to caress your fingers with a tenderness that seemed endless.

“I don’t know what you think of me now,” Sunoo said softly, his voice gentle but filled with sincerity. “But I don’t regret saying it. I like you, I’ve always liked you, and... I don’t know, I just needed you to know. Besides, you didn’t push me away when I kissed you.”

A brief silence settled between you as you tried to process everything that had just happened. The cool breeze brushed against your cheeks, but it couldn’t extinguish the fire that had ignited inside you.

Sunoo, your lifelong friend, had been the one behind all those notes, the one behind every detail you had once overlooked, and now, everything was out in the open, in the light.

Without being able to help it, you smiled, feeling the blush rise to your cheeks again. Something about his confession made you feel an odd mix of nervousness and relief.

“I... well, I’m glad you said it too,” you whispered, your words filled with honesty. “I think... I like you too.”

Sunoo laughed softly and stepped closer to you, closing the distance even more. His eyes, now filled with that playful sparkle you knew so well, seemed to reflect a world just for the two of you.

“So, does this mean we’re good? Can we go out?” he asked with a spark of excitement.

You nodded, feeling as if an invisible bubble had wrapped around you both, isolating you from the outside world. The sound of traffic and the voices of people around you faded, leaving only the sensation that in that moment, nothing and no one else mattered.

For the first time in a long while, you felt completely at peace, happy, knowing it had always been him.

And now, you finally knew.

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The reality is that this was never destiny or coincidence.

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The kiss you shared with Sunoo felt eternal, a moment suspended in time where the entire world faded away, and only his lips against yours remained, soft, warm, filled with the emotions built up over the years.

You felt completely wrapped in the moment, as if the electricity between you kept you connected in a way that nothing and no one could interrupt.

But while your eyes were closed, focused on the closeness of his body, your heartbeat echoing in your ears, Sunoo was looking beyond. His eyes, half-open during the kiss, weren’t entirely focused on you.

Instead, they were gazing toward the subway stairs, where the other boys had stopped, frozen by what they were witnessing.

Jungwon, Jay, Jake, Sunghoon, Heeseung, and Ni-ki were all there, some holding cards, others with flowers, stuffed animals, little gifts they had brought, hoping to confess their own feelings to you. They had arrived shortly after you, each hoping to be the one to win your heart that night.

Yet all they found was you in Sunoo’s arms.

Sunoo’s gaze, directed at them, was filled with a dark satisfaction, a mix of triumph and defiance. It was as if, in that kiss, he were silently telling them: “I won.”

None of them had the chance to confess their feelings because Sunoo had played his cards long before, from the shadows, carefully manipulating every situation to ensure that he would be the only one in your heart.

For months, he had lied to each of them. To Jungwon, he had said you confessed to being in love with someone "more mature." To Jay, he claimed you were attracted to boys with ambition and stability. To Jake, he said you wanted someone with a sweet and caring personality, but also capable of protecting you.

To Sunghoon, Heeseung, and Ni-ki, he had hinted similar things, always using what he knew would hurt them, always maintaining a façade of close friendship.

With everyone, Sunoo had repeated the same story, subtly but effectively: “[...] he has talked a lot about someone perfect in his life, someone who truly understands and cares for him, though he hasn’t said who it is...”

But in reality, that “perfect person” he spoke of... had always been him. Sunoo had done everything to ensure the others felt insecure, that they believed they had no chance with you.

As the boys grew emotionally weaker, he drew closer to you, made you smile, and gradually created an invisible barrier between you and the others until no one was left. Just him.

And now, in this moment, everything had come to fruition. As the others watched, bewildered, disappointed, perhaps even furious, Sunoo sealed his victory with that kiss. A kiss that for you was tender, intimate, and sincere, but for him... for him, it was also a declaration of power.

When you finally pulled away from him, still under the effect of the warmth of his lips, you could barely notice what was happening around you. Sunoo, on the other hand, saw everything with calculated precision.

He knew the other boys were there. He knew they were watching everything, and that pleased him more than you could imagine. He caressed your cheek with exquisite tenderness, as if he wanted to ensure that his touch was the only thing you felt in that moment, pushing you even further away from the outside world.

"You were always the one. From the beginning. Everything I did, I did for you," Sunoo murmured in his mind, his eyes locked with yours.

But he could only say, "I don’t know what you think of me now... But I don’t regret saying it. I like you; I’ve always liked you, and... I don’t know, I just needed you to know. Besides, you didn’t push me away when I kissed you."

His words sent a new wave of heat coursing through your body, completely oblivious to the other boys a few meters away, paralyzed, not knowing what to do.

Sunoo finally had you, and he wasn’t willing to share even a part of you.

As his gaze remained fixed on yours, and you lost yourself in the softness of his smile, his eyes hardened slightly for a second, barely noticeable but enough for the boys to see.

With that final gesture, Sunoo made it clear to everyone: you were his, and only his.

And they, no matter how hard they tried, would never have a chance.

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boydepartment · 7 months ago

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ོ༘₊⁺☀︎₊⁺⋆.˚ from the start (trips) - nishimura riki x m! reader (PT 2)

fluff - angst - masterlist - pt 1 - wc- 250-275

the movie was absolutely boring riki out of his mind and he couldn’t help the glances he’d throw at you. it clicked for him now.

he liked you

he REALLY liked you…

riki wasn’t dumb or totally oblivious to his feelings, but it’s something hard to accept. being in love with your best friend is some heavy shit that can tear friendships apart or make a wedge and riki didn’t want that for you guys.

he wanted to be around you whether he was your boyfriend or not.

your boyfriend… man he would kill to have that title. he started zoning out and didn’t even notice you shoving him lightly to get him out of the dazed look.

“you okay..?” your voice broke him out of his distraction.

“oh um. yeah this movie is just ass.” he said blankly, why’d he say that? god that was SO STUPID…. he was panicking and overthinking everything now and-

you laughed, you started laughing.

“the movie is pretty bad.”

okay good he didn’t fuck up he’s fine.

“are you sure you’re okay though..?” you asked, fulling turning to him on the couch. riki watched as his clothes that you wore fit your frame. he wished you could say ‘oh these cool pants? yeah they are my boyfriends’

“riki?” you scooted closer to him and waved a hand in front of his face.

once again he snapped out of it, “huh? no i’m okay. i need to ask something though.”

your brows furrowed but you obliged, “okay shoot, captain america.”

riki chuckled at the nickname and got serious again, “are you for real about this crush? the new one? be honest with me.”

he watched your reaction intensely. everything he could note he would.

you shrugged, “i dunno if i’m being honest… sometimes i think i just distract myself from the real picture.”

riki felt his heart speed up again

real picture?

“what do you mean?” he turned his body fully towards you and leaned his head on the wall next to him.

you got nervous, he could tell, you were picking at the bracelet he got you.

“well i told you i mostly lean towards guys yaknow… she’s not a guy but it’s so hard finding GOOD guys who are comfortable with their sexuality. i mean it’s hard being lgbt sometimes…” you mumbled and looked away, “i can’t help but want a boyfriend who’s good for me and comfortable with being a boyfriend to a g-“

“ME.” riki yelled quickly, your head shot over.

“what? now’s not the time to joke around asshole!” you laughed and threw your head back, when you looked at him again though you stopped.

riki was being dead serious, and you just caught onto it.

“y/n i like you. and i hate all your crushes and want them to di-“

“OKAY CAN WE BACK IT UP A FEW PACES BEFORE YOU WISH DEATH UPON MY PREVIOUS FAKE CRUSHES?” you waved your hands around and riki’s brows furrowed.

fake? what DID YOU MEAN? HAS HE BEEN PACING AROUND FOR NOTHING?

“hold on… what the hell do you mean by fake?” he scooted closer to you and you placed with the bracelet again, riki placed his hands next to you almost caging you in, “answer me please…”

“well i told you i used them to distract myself from the bigger picture….” your eyes flickered down to his lips and he scanned your face, stopping at your lips.

riki focused on them for a good few seconds before looking at you again, “you can tell me to stop before i risk our friendship.” he leaned closer to you.

you shook your head no, “i want to risk it… i’ve wanted to kiss you so bad from the start…”

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heeseung-min · 8 months ago

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[19:35]

You woke up from your sleep and stretched your body until you finally can get up and went out of the room. You walked to the kitchen and found your boyfriend, Sunoo was cooking fried rice for the breakfast.

"How was your sleep, baby?"

Sunoo asked as he felt you hugged him from behind and snuggled on his body feeling his scent. You nodded lightly and continue hugging him. Both of you stayed like this for couple minutes until Sunoo hold your wrist to let yourself go and asked you to sit on the table.

"Don't forget to eat your medicine, okay?"

Sunoo said as he handled you a pill and a glass of water. It's your daily routine to take consume the pill before you eat. Apparently, it was because an accident you had two years ago and the pill is to reduce your symptoms like nausea, fever and headache. Sunoo always monitor your condition and make sure that you will not skip it.

Sunoo watched you swallowed the pill and pat your head gently. He then brought the fried rice that he cooked to the table so both of you can eat together.

"I need to go out today. Need to buy some groceries. Make sure to not open the door to anyone, okay?"

"Okay!"

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You started to felt bored after an hour Sunoo went out. None of the channels at the TV caught your attention. Usually you will spend your time building blocks but you were too lazy today. You wanted to sleep but suddenly gasped loudly when you heard a loud knock from the front door.

You wanted to open but stopped when you remember Sunoo never knocks since he just need to enter the password to come in. You also don't have neighbour nearby. You flinched again when the second knock came. It was louder this time and the person outside even called your name.

"Y/N! Are you there?! Y/N, open the door. I'm coming to save you!!!"

Save? You were not in danger. What was this person talking about? However, despite feeling confused and curious you started to walk closer towards the door and started to unlock the door. Your curiosity towards the person made you really opened the door despite those warning that your boyfriend gave.

When you opened the door, you were met by unfamiliar man. He was panting like he just ran miles even there is nothing to run from. But before you wanted to ask something to him you were shocked by a sudden gun shot from behind him. You gasped feeling the blood splattered to your face and watched the man in front of you fell down to the floor and you were met by his shooter which was your own boyfriend, Sunoo.

"Fuck man. Why would you come here and disturb us?"

Your boyfriend said as he let down his gun and slowly walked to you. Your nervous started to kick in and made you stepped back when Sunoo became closer to the point you fell down on your butt while your body shaking.

"You okay, baby?"

"I'm....I'm sorry..I- I don't want to open it but I-"

You flinched so hard when your boyfriend make a contact with you. You thought he will hit you when his hand reached your head but instead he pat it.

"I know it's not your fault. If that man didn't knock, you will not open it."

He wiped the blood on your face with a cloth. You were still trembling after what Sunoo done just now. The way he didn't feel bothered is scaring you.

"Please don't kill me."

"Kill? Baby, I love you too much to do that. Let's get you fix, yeah?"

He said before you passed out on his arms.

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You woke up while panting and immediately looked at your surrounding. You were still in yesterday's clothes that you wore when you woke up from bed. You stared to the digital clock and today is Monday. What? Monday? Shouldn't it be Tuesday? Yesterday was Monday but what is this.

What was happening?

Were those are just your dreams?

Fuck, it's just a dream?

"You okay, baby?"

You quickly turned to your boyfriend who just went out from shower. He was drying his hair with a small towel and stared worriedly at you.

"What day is today?"

"It's Monday, silly."

He smiled and started to walk closer. Sunoo fixed the mess on your hair and caressed your cheeks gently.

"Did you have bad dream? You are sweating."

"I- I did."

"Really? What happened in your dream?", Sunoo said as he laying down beside you and hold you closer. His gentle pat on your back really helped you to calm down from the nightmare you had just now.

You became silent at his question. You don't know whether you should tell him the truth or not.

"It was traumatize. I just don't want to talk about it."

Sunoo didn't say anything and pushed your body up so both of you are staring to each other.

"I'm so sorry for you but now I'm here beside you. There's nothing gonna happen as long as I'm with you."

And you finally felt relieved knowing that all of that were just a dream. Of course your sweet lovely boyfriend aren't psycho. He's not like that.

Or was it really just a dream?

Sunoo smirked when he felt you sleep again. Ah, thank god he was quick to call Heeseung and do some hypnosis on you yesterday. He can't believe some people really brave to come here and cause ruckus. You were literally fine living with him.

"Nothing's gonna come between us, baby. I promise you that."

ahahaha how is that? Sunoo on yandere mode is a 🤌🤌🤌🤌

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i-2hoon · 6 months ago

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can u write hc's for sub!enha and their first time w their bf :00

no need to ask me twice ugh i love this

enhypen & their first times

pairings ᱖ sub/switch!enha x dom/switch!male!reader

warnings ᱖ explicit content, established and implied relationships, subtle sub/dom dynamics, conversations of virginity, underlying corruption kinks, sub!enha, dom!reader, subtop!heeseung + jay + jake, subbot!sunghoon + sunoo + jungwon

important notes ᱖ hi!! thank you so much for suggesting and i love this so much! you never specified top/bottom, so i did follow my personal preference. the oldest three are sub!tops, and the youngest three are sub!bottoms, however they are all still subs, i hope its not an issue!

heeseung 박희승 : patient

heeseung, compared to other members, may need a bit more time to be ready for anything sexual beyond making out and greedy touches. needless to say, you two will be taking it slowly and patiently. he has trouble relaxing and relinquishing any control to you, but with the way your fingers scrape against his scalp and the tone of your voice when you whisper in his ear.. ah, even if he wasnt ready, something switched in his mind. he wouldnt be one to lean back and let it happen; you would speak him through it all for him to be comfortable. this includes whispering sweet praises and reassurances as your fingers wrap around his cock, and interlocking your fingers with his when you move your lips to bite at the pale skin of his neck. just know that the moment youre actually on him he might fall into some sort of.. daze, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he let you do all the work. you would have to be slow as to not overwhelm him or make him overthink, but itll be beyond heavenly for the both of you.

jay 박정성 : intimate

see, for him, jay never exactly wishes to be out of control. but theres something about you—his beautiful boyfriend—that allows him to give in. running your hands down his chiseled chest and nipping at his ear, it seems like majority of the night would be calculated foreplay. youd trace a line up his jaw and fuck would he have a hard time keeping his hands off you. simply send him that one glare, however, and hed put his hands behind his back if he had to. its your eyes that make him melt like that. hes never seen you like this before and that in itself was a turn on. when you ride him for the first time with a hand around his throat and lips against his (well, barely. your minds are too fogged you think you may be missing his lips when youre kissing), he thinks that theres nothing better in this world but to be like this with you.

jake 시재윤 : need

have you ever seen a man genuinely so eager to get you off that he forgets about his own raging hard on? ah right, thats jake. the second your makeout session morphed into something more, this man was putty in your hands. grinding on his thigh with your hands tangled in his hair.. well its certainly far from a romantic first encounter with sex, but the desperate whines and curses slipping from jakes lips are enough to make it worth it. you seriously could mold this man into whatever you wanted with your hands. when you told him to suck you off? he was on his knees before you could even finish the second. due to all the pent up frustration in him after a few months of not having any sort of sex, just know that hed come untouched in his pants just from blowing you.. and hed have zero shame about it.

sunghoon 박성훈 : lust

while a lot of people assume that sunoo would be the most of a brat or tease, i disagree. sunghoon is the definition of bratty when it comes to these situations, and youd only just get a taste of how he can be when it is your first time. it was like there was zero warning for how he would be, but part of you isnt complaining. how pretty he looks against the sheets, giving you that smirk and lidded gaze as you have two fingers knuckle deep in him. maybe you partially wanted to give up and give into him, but the way he taunted you with his words and his body was far too great of a reward to give up. overall, itd feel more like a game than anything; a back and forth until you snapped and pressed his face into the sheets. who said anything about first times being gentle? you probably only did it because he pushed your sanity just a bit too far this time.

sunoo 김선우 : playful

really, it started as a cute make out session. no more than pressing teasing kisses to each others lips and jokingly tugging at waistbands. so how did you end up here, with sunoo on his knees in between your legs? well, regardless of how, just know that itd all be lighthearted and playful. teasing insults, gentle bites, and maybe a bit of humiliation. it was more casual than you were expecting for your first time, but you werent complaining. the way he giggled when you bit his thighs was enough to ease any of your nerves and insecurities, truly. no need to even begin to speak about the way he looked at you and spoke meaningless insults to motivate you; some comments along the lines of "well? if you havent messed up my makeup already, you really arent that good."

jungwon 양정원 : affection

on the contrary, your first time with jungwon would be quiet and intimate. the only words that would leave your lips would be 'i love you''s and sweet nothings filled with praise. despite taking it slow, it was truly nothing but love and trust. he trusted you with his body, shivering at the way your cold hands felt against his bare waist. and you? you trusted him with your ego here, but that would be a topic for another time. gentle kisses against his chest that trail down to his hips and his feet resting on your shoulders—you were never a religious man, but you swore that this was heaven itself.

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rikisniffles · 5 months ago

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chapter thirteen [西村力] my first love was a boy ✧ NISHIMURA RIKI (NI-KI) X M!READER

SYNOPSIS — l/n y/n is a member of boynextdoor under hybe/koz. being an idol has always been y/n's dream, and ever since it became true he has been more than happy. despite being an idol, he doesn't know many other idols outside his group. when he runs into his seniors, a seemingly never-ending spiral of embarrassing moments occurs.

disclaimer !! : every idol in my stories is a character and does not always reflect the actual person (i do my best but for entertainment purposes, it may be off)

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chapter thirteen - hotel mirror selca

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hamilando · 8 months ago

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ੈ✩‧ it’s rizz, babyboy (enha texts) ੈ✩‧

Genre :- rizzing (trying) to Enhypen

Pairing :- Enhypen x gender neutral reader

A/N:- This post is might be a little suggestive ! Feedback is much appreciated! Requests and questions are always open!

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kittysarchive · 7 months ago

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Giving you my love, Sunoo

*I'm not a guy and I don't know how male bodies work/ how it feels for you

Warnings- hand job (reader receiving), cum eating, bxb, nipple play, Dom Sunoo? male reader, please let me know if I missed anything

Laying your back against Sunoo's chest, your smaller frame squirmed as his fingers grazed over your tip.

"Stay still" His breath fanned against your ear as he brought an arm over your bare chest. Attempting to hold you down. Staying within his grasp, your body continued to jolt and squirm as Sunoo placed a firm hand over your cock. Staying close, Sunoo started the session.

"Feel good?" Sunoo asked as he started to fist your cock. Becoming harder in his hands, your tip flushed pink. Ready and alert.

"Y-yes" You croak out, focusing on holding your noises to himself, not wanting to seem too worked up below Sunoo.

Fastening his pace, he removes his arm which was slung over your chest. Rubbing and squeezing your balls as his other hand squeezed your tip. Emitting whines out of you, the ones you failed to hold.

"My pretty boy" He compliments, remving his hands from your balls to squeeze your nipples instead. Not expecting the change, you whine as plesure feels empty. That is until you feel how he rubs your nipples. Squeezing them lightly, he rolls the bud's inbetween his fingers.

Craning his neck, Sunoo nips your ear lobe, sending a jolt through your body. Feeling the stimulation, the multiple events and touches at once, you felt your balls fighting. You couldn't hold for much longer.

"Can't hold...." You gasp up, feeling Sunoo's hand tighten around your base, pumping harder and faster. As if leading you to your release.

"Go on baby" He whispers in your ear, his own voice luring you to release. Nodding your head desperately, you releae the build up. Pantng heavily, spurt of your seed fall out fo your cock. Sunoo whose hand still pumped your shaft, soon became decroated in your milky paste.

"You did so good" You soon become aware of your surroundings. Feeling your balls loosen, feeling your cock soon soften, feeling Sunoo's body close to yours, feeling his firm hand soon leave your cock.

Littering kisses on the side of your neck, Sunoo calmed your body down as your last spurts of cum came out. Thicker than usual, your seed located your own legs and Sunoo's hand. Seeing the mess you made, you only whine out. Too tired to form words.

"It's alright" Sunoo brings his cum covered hand to his mouth. Craning your neck behind you, you watch as Sunoo licks up your own cum.

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shuenkio · 3 months ago

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𝐈'𝐦 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐢𝐭? | Ksn.

Paring: Sunoo x M!reader | Genre: Smut! Very.

Synopsis: Not only is he upset that you spend less time with him, but the fact he saw a random guy said hi to you and you flash a smile so bright. That's when his inner beast came out.

Cw: jealousy, cumming, cursing (any other else was explicit so bad, read at your own risk)

Non proof read | Eng is not my 1st language

𝐀𝐍: writing a bias who look like an angel was... Something. Anyway writing smut is still limited because I'm still trying, some awkward part might happen and yeah, I might cringe in the future seeing this. Enjoy reading. ( Request From anon)

A group project from your professor made you start to spend less time with your lovely boyfriend, Sunoo. Every weekend after your class, you'd often come home at 7 p.m., which is unusual.

Sunoo finds it weird that you're coming home late these past few weeks, till he thought you'd cheated on him. However, who knows, when you went to sleep, he always checked your phone and your account in every corner to make sure you weren't doing anything out of his sight, and it's true you did not have anybody else other than him and a group chat of friends.

After that, he started to realize that you probably keep a distance from him by spending more time with your friends, almost prioritizing them over him. Which made him upset for some reason but was soon replaced by madness mixed with jealousy. You've never smiled at anyone or anybody approaching you, but for today, when coming home after finishing groceries with him, during the time he's paying, he saw a guy coming at you and said, 'hello' Not only that, he thought you'd be creeped out by a stranger's face; instead, a bright smile appeared on your face.

That's irritated him so much; when he saw that, you were changed now. At home. While he was unloading the foods into the fridge, Sunoo saw you lying on the bed as you were making a phone call with one of your friends.

He decided that he'd have to finish all the action you have been taking, throwing him into the edge, which he can't back down now; if he couldn't bang tf out of you tonight, he'd be dead.

"M/n!" The door is opened by a strong pair of arms as he knocks softly on it twice, but you can't seem to pay any attention to him or notice him behind you with your back facing him. The ignorance not only boils him more, but the heat in his body continues to grow like a chemical burn.

You should at least turn your back or respond to him; there's no way you couldn't hear, yet nothing comes out of your mouth. It's all busy chitchatting with your close buddy about nonsense things and group projects. The temperature has reached its limit. The innocent boyfriend, who was like an angel, gentle and bubbly to you, turns 360° at the spot.

His jaw tightened as his gaze was painted black. Without any warning, he closed the door slowly, locked it as he took off his shirt, left him with his sleeveless top on, and made his way behind you.

"Yeah, lol, bye, see you tomorrow." gasps escape as you feel an arm placed underneath your shorts. When you turn around, you see Sunoo completely turned on, and he looks just like he just came out of hell.

"S-sunoo! What are you doing?" Nervously asking, you were about to turn around, but his strong strength left you unmoved.

"You were such a bad boy for these past few weeks, m/n; you left me alone and spent time with your friends instead of me. A lot, no too much. Have you forgotten you have your boyfriend here, desperate for your love?" He explains with a stern tone that all he said was true; nevertheless, you try to deny the fact that you have to complete the group project.

But all the things you've said now are useless; he knows everything, and if you keep denying, there's no reason why you could be able to walk tomorrow, maybe or maybe not.

"Go on, what do you have next? Not only that, the guy I saw earlier at the store looks like a creep, but you still flash your only smile for me to him? M/n, what's this all about?" Get a hold of his control, and while his finger lingers on the entrance of your ass, circle around and attempt to slide in, but he gives you time to explain that the lie would only push more in.

"I—he that guy—he was a friend of mine; we go to the same college." sweating soaks your forehead as you try your best to make your statement. Later, you find yourself crying out in pleasure as you feel a finger slide inside of you.

"Oh really? Hm... I think I've never seen him before. If he were your friend, why have you never told me about him? Most of your friends with whom you interact are all in your contact list, but not him? I know if you did, you'd think I'd be jealous, but unfortunately, I am jealous, by my own sight!!! For now, let's see who's belong to who shall we m/n?"

The innocent is gone, the lamp in your heart making you speechless with no more words coming out to argue with the matter of fact. Ripped off your short away, as he smirked in Maniac, he had never been like this; he used to be a sugar pie gummy bear, but now? A total psycho who's probably fucking the hell out of you tonight.

"Foreplay is dumb; why not get into it, hm? I look like a beautiful cloud, baby boy, but a clout can also be a dangerous cloud when it's raining." Before you can react, a cock spring frees out of his pant, the leaking pre-cum making your dick twitch. Never in your relationship have you seen each other's private parts, but look! It's paler than your thigh. The size might be normal, but what happens if he knows how to...?

"I'm going in, boy. I'll take care of you after these hours." The dark, low chuckle gives you goosebumps, and soon enough, Sunoo slides his cock in, raw! Losing control of himself once he was inside of you. His eyes painted in wide white, listening to your whimpering sound, even turned him on to the edge.

All he wanted right now was to claim you as his. Thrusting in, wasting no more time, with both of your hands locked by him on your back in one hand, he never worked out nor did he have an abs, but he's strong, strong, tbh. The wet liquid of his pre-cum gives him smooth access to push in even deeper. The first time with you was worth it, and he knows you're low-key loving it.

"Shit, why does it feel so good?" Everyone would be moaning, whimpering, or cursing out of pleasure, yet for Sunoo, he's crying out of pleasure. Tears streaming down on his pretty face, with your countless can't-take-it huffs only to make him fasten his pace, Sunoo's balls continue to slap against your balls, mixed with the wet sound you'd often hear in a beat of music. It's so hot and aroused that your body is twirling under his touch, adjusted, and squeezing in his cock, begging for more.

"Sun—Nghuu... I feel strange, faster!!" Wiping his satisfied tears away, he then responded back with both of his hands locking, wrapped around your hip before going all in, one thrust in a first attempt, making his cock disappear suddenly.

Your jaw almost cracks when his tip reaches the most sensitive spot ever in your body, the prostate. Saliva is leaking out of your lips like hunger, as is a massive load of cum shooting out on the bed sheet. When he saw that you were cumming, a weird feeling approached him, like a string intertwined in one, a wave of jolt hitting the shaft of his before he exploded inside of your ass.

It was messy, but it just hit the spot of pleasure. The odor of stain cum began to fill the room, and both of you then collapsed on the bed while still connected with each other.

"It feels good, right, m/n?" Nod to the question as a warm smile appeared on his face. Patting your head out of cuteness.

"Good boy, we're only here once; nobody else interrupts us. You got it? Now let's restore your energy; your trembling is too much." And that is how you know: you will never leave him alone again, ever. All innocent guys are wild, and you can't change that.

"Goodnight 내사랑"

Ps: Some requests I might write and some I might decline just because. sometimes I feel horrible when I won't be able to do it, 🥹 surwy to some anon had asked me ><

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