#haechan soft angst

[berryyuni]

you always save me - ldh

✿ you're his rock, his sunshine. times where he needs you the most, you'll always be there.

pairing - bf!haechan x fem!reader genre - est. relationship, angst, comfort wc - 936 warnings - haechan has a breakdown, negative thoughts, pet names, affection

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haechan found himself waking once again. the frustration brewed in him as he failed to keep his mind at peace. he needs to get some sleep but these endless negative thoughts keep swarming in his head. he’s exhausted. shifting his gaze to the side, he sees you peacefully asleep, your arm wrapped around his waist. you looked so calm, in contrast to him. 

his eyes soften at the sight of you being so peaceful. he wishes he can be in your state right now. gently, haechan grabs your hand and brings it to his lips, pressing a soft kiss against it before mustering up the strength to lift himself out of bed. trying not to make a sound, he pulls the blanket closer to your body - being careful to not wake you. you only stir slightly, smiling and snuggling into the warmth.

haechan makes his way to the balcony. a place he always found perfect for clearing his thoughts or even just to escape for a little. he leans over the railing, closing his eyes and breathing in the fresh air. the crisp, cold air hits his face. he stares into the night sky only to find his mind being filled with the doubts and questions once again. it felt like he was being pulled down. why do these things always happen to me, what did i do to deserve all this, what am i doing wrong?

there’s no escape.

you find yourself stirring awake. something was off. haechan wasn’t in bed. confused and concerned, you sat up. where could he have gone? after pondering for a second, your eyes land on the cracked balcony door and realization hits. climbing out of bed, you grab haechan’s hoodie and slipped into it before joining him.

haechan must’ve not realized how long he’s been outside. he also didn’t realize that you were awake and right behind him. “hyuck?” your voice broke the silence. it was filled with concern which caught his attention.

slightly startled, he turns around to find you by the doorway in his hoodie, guilt runs over his body. “you’re awake,” he points out, masking his face with a forced smile.

“i didn’t mean to wake you.” he added, shifting his gaze back to the view over the balcony.

“you didn’t,” you walked up to his side, leaning over the balcony. it was quiet. a little too quiet than what you’re used to. “you’re in your head again, aren’t you?”

he chuckled, but even you knew that it was forced. “is it that obvious?”

“i know you, donghyuck. you’re my boyfriend, of course i know when something is wrong,” you faced haechan but he was still looking off into the distance. “talk to me, please.”

a heavy silence hung in the air, haechan took a moment to gather his thoughts before admitting, “i don’t know what i’m doing wrong… i feel like no one is happy, no matter what i do. what’s wrong with me seriously…” he scoffed.

before he could say anything else, you pulled on his sleeve signaling him to face you. once he does, you cup his cheek with tenderness. “listen to me. you’re doing your absolute best, donghyuck. yes, it’s not perfect, you’re not perfect but what matters is that you’re doing what you can all while doing what you love. some things are out of your control but you really shouldn’t let the negatives get to you.” 

haechan let out a breath, tears welling in his eyes as he listened to each and every single word you said. “you are loved by so many people. i love you. and you have all our support. please, don’t ever forget that.”

“y/n…” he began, voice cracking.

“you have me, hyuck,”  you interjected softly. you stroke your thumb against his cheek. haechan leaned into your touch, kissing the palm of your hand. “i’m not leaving your side no matter what.”

“never leave me okay? i need you here with me.” he confessed with tears glistening in his eyes. 

it was heart-wrenching to see your boyfriend in such a state. you were used to him being cheerful and unbothered no matter what happened so seeing him like this meant that it was very bad.

“i’m not going anywhere,” you reassured, pulling him into a hug. he melted into it, burying his face into your neck. you held him for a while knowing that he really needed it. “we’re locked in.” you joked, eliciting a small laugh from him.

“i love you, y/n, really. i don’t know what i’d do without you.” he whispered. he then pulled away from you, cupping your cheeks he pulled you in for a soft kiss - savoring the moment between the two of you.

after pulling away, you smile at him, “well you don’t have to even imagine that now, i love you hyuck. let’s go to sleep, yeah? it’s pretty late.” you suggested, leading him back inside.

“yeah, i’m sorry for waking you, baby.” he apologized, following you back to bed.

“don’t even worry about it, my love. you needed someone to be there for you, of course i’m gonna be there.” 

you quickly climb into bed, haechan following closely after. you are immediately met with his warm embrace. he presses a tender kiss on the top of your head before saying, “thank you again, i really appreciate it, y/n.”

“of course hyuck, i’m here whenever you need me.” you murmured, sleep took over and soon after you found yourself asleep with haechan holding on tightly to you - not wanting you to slip out of his grasp.

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[lailalali]

Dad! Lee Donghyuck (short smau pt. 2)

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notes! And here’s part two! I hope you all enjoyed! Based on votes, Jaemin is next!

[ilovedinodino]

…i was so miserable? l. hc smau

36. I’m not miserable anymore. (written) wc: 1719

You open the door and find Haechan standing right on your doorstep. He’s wearing a black hoodie, his hands tucked behind his back.

“What are you doing here?!”

"I wanted to see you," He said with his mischievous smile.

"At twelve o’clock at night?" You asked, looking at him in surprise.

Haechan just shrugged and confidently stepped into your apartment. While you were closing the door, he turned around and stopped, looking at you.

There was something shining in Haechan’s eyes, and with a wide smile, he pulled out a bouquet from behind his back. Your favorite flowers. He never forgot such little things, and that’s what made you love and appreciate him so much.

"Flowers? What’s the occasion?" You teased, pretending to be shocked. Haechan mimicked your expression.

"Can’t I just give you flowers?" Haechan asked innocently.

"You can… but on a random Saturday at midnight?" You raised an eyebrow.

"Exactly" Haechan replied with a sly smile.

You took the flowers from his hands, inhaled their scent, and Haechan leaned down to gently kiss your forehead. His attention to detail always amazed and melted your heart. You put the bouquet in a vase and returned to the living room, where he was already sprawled out on the couch. As soon as you sat down next to him, Haechan immediately wrapped his arms around you and buried his face in your neck, his warm breath tickling your skin.

"I missed you so much" He whispered softly, his voice tender.

"God, you’re still so clingy and romantic, even though it’s been a year" You said with a small smile, slightly pulling away to look at him.

"How can I be any different when I have a girlfriend like you?" Haechan looked into your eyes, his gaze warm and deep. The way he looked at you made you flustered, and you quickly averted your gaze.

"I missed you too… By the way, I really liked that photo" You mumbled.

"Photo?" Haechan paused for a second, but then his lips curled into a smirk.

"Yeah, the one you posted on Twitter" You clarified, rolling your eyes, though your voice betrayed that you had secretly stared at it more than once.

"So I did get your attention!" He said triumphantly and then added slyly: "But you decided to keep quiet about it? My baby… I knew you were obsessed with me."

Before you could reply, Haechan pulled you into his arms again, burying his face into your neck and peppering it with soft kisses. His touch made you giggle and squirm.

"Haechan, stop! It tickles!" You tried to wriggle away, but his laughter drowned out all your protests.

“How was your appointment with the psychiatrist today? Did everything go well?” Haechan asked kindly, looking at you intently.

You hesitated for a moment but then smiled. You had been seeing a psychologist and psychiatrist for eight months now. At first, it seemed scary and pointless to you. You didn't believe that talking or treatment could change anything, but it was Haechan who convinced you to try. He was there with you at the first sessions, holding your hand and reassuring you that you'd make it. In the beginning, it was really hard: there were a lot of tears, fears, and disappointments, but gradually, things started to change. You felt yourself getting better, breathing more easily, and not drowning in your own thoughts.

Haechan had always been your steady anchor, your support, and your inspiration. He didn't let you give up and helped even when you couldn't believe in yourself. For that, you were grateful.

“It went well!” You finally said, not hiding your happy smile. “I think it was my best session ever. Usually, after them, I feel this emptiness inside… But today I felt calm, even good.”

Haechan smiled in response and gently ran his hand through your hair.

“I'm so happy, my love” He said warmly. “I'm glad you're doing well now.”

“Thanks to you” you replied, softly snuggling into him.

Haechan shook his head, his gaze turning firm yet gentle.

“No, it’s all thanks to you. You did it on your own.”

“Alright, I won’t argue” You giggled, and he nodded in satisfaction.

“That's right.”

Haechan pulled you closer and kissed you gently on the lips. This kiss was special — slow and unhurried. It carried only love and care, which he desperately wanted to convey to you.

Suddenly, a loud phone ring broke the moment. You pulled away, a little disoriented, and looked at Haechan.

“Who is it?” you asked, and he only grimaced, clearly unwilling to let you go.

“Don’t pay attention” he muttered, unwillingly whispering words to you on your lips, trying to pull you back into his arms.

“Answer it! What if it’s something important?” You insisted, pulling away from his embrace.

With a heavy sigh, Haechan took the phone out of his jeans pocket. On the screen, the name “Jenoya” was flashing.

“What do you want?” Haechan muttered, answering the call, still holding you with his other hand.

You laughed and playfully hit Haechan on the arm for answering Jeno so rudely. Haechan just scoffed, continuing to listen to the caller.

A few seconds passed, and you noticed his expression suddenly change. He froze, eyes wide open, then covered his mouth with his hand. Your heart started pounding faster in surprise.

«What?» you whispered nervously, trying to figure out what was happening.

Haechan pulled the phone away from his ear, switched it to speaker, and brought it closer to you both.

«Say that again to Y/N,» he demanded, barely containing the excitement in his voice.

«Y/N? Hi!» came Jeno’s voice from the speaker. He sounded excited, but at the same time, a little concerned.

You swallowed, still confused, and replied:

«Hi, Jeno. What’s going on?»

«Do you remember that worldwide, very successful dance competition that was held last year in LA? “Dance World”?» Jeno began, pausing slightly. «I… submitted your project with Haechan from last year for the selection, and… they accepted it.»

You froze, staring at the phone in disbelief, then looked over at Haechan. He was staring back at you with the same shocked expression, but slowly, a wide, almost victorious smile began to spread across his lips.

«What?!» You jumped up from the couch, unable to believe your ears.

«“Dance World”? The one everyone talks about? Are you serious? Don’t joke with me like that, Lee Jeno,» your voice trembled with shock and panic.

«I’m not joking!» Jeno exhaled loudly through the phone. «They accepted my— I mean, your submission, and now you can participate this year in the “duet” category!»

«Are you insane?! Why did you submit it?» you exclaimed, unsure how to react.

«I liked your choreography so much, I couldn’t help myself,» Jeno’s voice sounded both guilty and pleased. «I had to send it somewhere… so I accidentally submitted it for the audition.»

«Accidentally?!» You stared at the phone, completely stunned. «You’re crazy, Lee Jeno.»

Your strength left you, and you sank back onto the couch, staring blankly at the floor. The silence was broken by Haechan’s voice.

«Y/N… let’s participate?» His voice was soft but filled with sincerity and hope.

You looked up and saw him gazing at you with those big, puppy-dog, pleading eyes. You knew very well there was something deeper behind that look.

«We don’t even know where it’s happening!» you weakly protested, though you already felt the decision was made.

«In Japan,» Jeno’s voice suddenly rang out from the speaker.

You turned to look at Haechan again, who now seemed as though he might cry from the overwhelming emotions.

«Please?» His voice wavered, and his lips trembled into a tender smile.

You sighed heavily, trying to gather your thoughts.

«Haechan, I’m still battling my anxiety, even when performing in the studio. How will I step onto a global stage?» you whispered, lowering your voice.

Unexpectedly, Haechan dropped to his knees in front of you, tossing the phone onto the couch beside you. You blinked in surprise. He took your hands in his and spoke softly but with confidence:

«Y/N… it’s going to be okay. I promise. It’s just always been my dream to perform at this competition. But most importantly… now I have the chance to not just participate, but to do it with you. With the person I love.»

You stared at him for a long time, trying to process his words. Haechan was so genuine and moving that something inside you clicked. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and you understood how much this meant to him. You wanted to thank him for everything—for his support, his love, for always believing in you when you couldn’t believe in yourself. Maybe this wouldn’t just be his chance, but yours too.

Taking a deep breath, you met his warm gaze.

«Okay,» you said quietly.

«Okay?!» Haechan froze for a moment, as if he couldn’t believe what he’d just heard.

«Yes,» you barely nodded before he scooped you up and spun you around the room, squealing with joy like a child who’d just found the perfect gift under the Christmas tree.

«Y/N! Y/N! I love you!» he shouted, spinning you endlessly, while loud celebratory screams erupted from Jeno on the phone.

Finally, Haechan carefully set you back down, his face glowing with pure happiness. He cupped your face in his hands, his big eyes sparkling with love and gratitude.

«Y/N, I love you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me. Thank you,» he whispered, as though speaking any louder would be impossible.

You couldn’t help but smile. Looking at him, you knew you’d made the right decision. Leaning in, you kissed him, feeling a sense of peace settle over your heart. Somewhere deep inside, a thought crossed your mind:

I’m not miserable anymore.

When you finally pulled apart, your fingers brushed along his jawline. Suddenly, Jeno’s voice from the phone made both of you freeze.

«Oh my god, Jaemin’s going to lose his mind when he hears he’s coming to Japan!»

«Jaemin?!» you and Haechan shouted in unison, spinning toward the phone, staring at the screen in disbelief.

«When did you two get so close?» you asked, but all you got in response were the sounds of a disconnected call.

SYNOPSIS : Haechan was in love with a girl from his dance studio, but one day he accidentally found her Twitter account with her terrible secrets

or how Haechan found out that his crush suffers from depression and anxiety

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[mystverse]

♡ THOSE THREE DAYS : : 이 동혁 [LEE DONGHYUCK] | YOUR GALLERY

♡ 120322 - YOUR BIRTHDAY : : No, you didn't tell him that it was what you wanted but he knew it. How? Because, he listens as much as he speaks. He loves it when you tell him your interests and he thinks that he should know. How else would he know that you'd be the happiest if he took you to the bookstore? Ever since he knew, he plans these dates that revolves around reading. He gets you a book and lies on your lap while you read it to him. He got that little moon lamp you wanted for your study table. Anything that makes you comfortable. He even tries to get into it, though he's more of a movie person. But who would have thought he would just show up at 10 in the morning asking you to get ready and take you to the bookstore on your birthday? He'd have the whole day planned, and you can just relax and switch off your brain. (He'd not forget to take a selca from your phone to set it as your wallpaper, though. It is to shoo away people he says.) The day will end with you talking to him in your softest voice as you scroll through bookstagram and him staring at you with so much love.

♡ 060622 - HIS BIRTHDAY : : It's your time to plan. A day to celebrate the sunshine in your life. It's one of those outdoor dates you planned. Take him to a nice outdoor restaurant which has a killer view and delicious food. What you had thought would be a romantic date turned into a mini circus? You watch him be silly and adorable while you wait for the orders to arrive. One minute he is sitting and next he's hanging off a tree branch. There's never dull moment around him. You click pictures all throughout the day to reminisce because you had been the happiest while watching him. You'd say he's the weirder one out of you both while you watch him pose in intriguing ways. This is that one hell of a day that you'd never forget.

♡ 090922 - THAT DAY THAT HE LET EVERYONE KNOW : : You didn't think that he would. Your relationship with him had always been private, and you had been satisfied with that. On a random day, he asked you if you minded making your relationship public. You had said no because as much as you loved the 'private but not secret' game, you've always wanted to play the 'public and don't give a fuck' game. You are dating Lee Haechan, and you are flexing it because he's that good of a lover. But you hadn't really thought that he would just say it. You thought it was a fleeting thought that comes and goes whenever he sneaks into your bed at 3. You still remember how it went on that day and you understood why he bought you VIP tickets to that concert, THE DREAM SHOW 2, IN A DREAM in Seoul. You had been taking pictures of him all night charming everyone in his rockstar like glory. It was during the last ment he had spoken about you, and his words still are carved into your heart.

"여러분 오늘 밤에는 중요한 사람을 소개하고 싶습니다. 그녀는 내가 달려가는 팔이었고, 내가 울부짖는 어깨였고, 내가 꼭 안고 있는 마음이었다. 그녀는 나를 태양이라고 부르기 때문에 나는 그녀가 나의 달이라고 생각한다고 여러분에게 말하고 싶습니다. 달에 대한 사랑을 숨겨야 한다는 건 억울한 일이겠죠?"

[ Everyone, there's an important person I want to introduce tonight. She has been the arms I run to, the shoulder I cry on, and the heart I hold close. She calls me her sunshine, and so i want to tell you guys that I think she's my moon. it's unfair that i have to hide my love for the moon, right?]

The spotlight is on you as Haechan smiles and walks closer to the side you are in, looking up ardently. That playful smile never left. No one noticed the tremble in his voice but you did. You place your hand against the glass and look at him with a soft smile. You see his glassy eyes and you tell him not to cry.

"달이 참 아름답죠? 너희들은 내가 달을 가지고 있는 걸 부러워하지?"

[The moon is beautiful, isn’t it? You guys are envious that I have the moon, right?]

He chuckles while the rest of the dream laugh at him, all because he's looking not the moon but at you, just you.

: MYST

[tonicandjins]

all of the girls you loved before

CHARACTERS: lee donghyuck | haechan x fem reader

WORD COUNT: 3k

GENRE: best friends to lovers, all of the girls you loved before by taylor swift

WARNINGS: none, just fluff

AUTHOR'S NOTE: this has been in my drafts for way too long. hope you like it! please consider donating/tipping me

all of the girls you loved before is the fourth installment from 23 moments with donghyuck

lee naeun, June 2013 - July 2013

Lee Donghyuck’s first love turned out to be the quickest one.

It was a whirlwind romance, like how he would describe it whenever you’d ask him. At thirteen, you and Donghyuck were finally catching up to the rest of your homeroom’s growing pains—both literally and figuratively. Your legs were longer now, albeit Donghyuck’s becoming longer than almost everyone else’s, and you were prettier than most. Letting your bangs grow was a wise decision in the summer, after all. Long gone were your chubby cheeks and you’d learned how to put on some lip tint before jumping on the bus to school. The internet was a better teacher when it comes to styling your hair; you’d never expected hairstyles come with face shapes. Meanwhile, Donghyuck, though his cheeks are still as round as they were in primary school, has learned that the hugs and kisses he used to give everyone in homeroom erupted butterflies all over.

You’d wondered, of course, because among everyone in class, Donghyuck’s probably given you the most hugs and kisses, yet you haven’t quite figured out what they meant when they say he gives people butterflies.

In the same year, Donghyuck learned consent. His mother and father gave him a lecture on why kissing people randomly isn’t ideal at his age and why consent is important. Hence, he’d stopped giving everyone random kisses. The last one he’d kissed you on the cheek was a week before summer started—not that you were keeping a record of all the stolen kisses—right when you were about to jump off the bus you and him were on.

Lee Naeun gave the first consent at thirteen. On the last day of classes.

She was moving to the US the next school year. Donghyuck made you wait by the benches as she packed up her duffel back after soccer practice.

She was taller than everyone else. Sporty and ambitious, Lee Naeun was every boy’s kryptonite. Just like how Lee Donghyuck was every girl’s.

“Can I kiss you?” Donghyuck asked. Naeun blushed like crazy. She was taller than Donghyuck, so when she’d nodded, Donghyuck had to go on his tip toes to reach her lips.

You looked away when Donghyuck got his first real kiss, wondering if the sudden pain in your stomach is the same as the butterflies that people get when Donghyuck kisses them.

kim haerin, August 2016 - January 2018

Kim Haerin was Donghyuck’s girlfriend all throughout junior high school.

Contrary to popular belief, Haerin pursued Donghyuck from the first week of classes. You and Donghyuck had moved to a different school after middle school as the one in your hometown didn’t focus much on arts, leaning towards STEM more, which, if you and Donghyuck were being honest, is the last thing you’d want to do in high school. This also meant that you and Donghyuck were new in town—the new girl and the new guy—and that people your age were particularly curious about you and Donghyuck that school year.

Oddly enough, the first thing they needed to confirm was whether you and him were dating. As soon as it was a clear no, you and Donghyuck received flowers left and right. You wondered whether this is what high school should be like and expected Donghyuck to feel the same, but that school year was different. The people liked the extroverted, friends with everybody Donghyuck, so it was easier for him to adjust to the new place and the new people.

They’d started dating the week after school started. Haerin was a part of a big group, the ones who’d studied in the school’s sister middle school down the road, and she knew everyone. She was nice, or so you’ve heard because you didn’t have that many conversations with her to confirm if she truly is, and she’d say hi to you when you passed by her by the lockers.

Donghyuck tried to take you with him whenever they’d hang out, of course, but his attempts could only do much because you weren’t into the same things as they were. Eventually, you’d found your own group and adjusted to the new school all by yourself. It made you worry about Donghyuck less whenever you’d see him all happy and loud like the person he is. While Donghyuck’s name stuck with Haerin’s all throughout high school, yours remain independent. You’d decided you’d start dating when you’re ready.

The only times you’d see each other, apart from the classes you shared, were weekends with your families. You and him talk, of course. Donghyuck at home is different from Donghyuck at school. But it was different. The memories of you and him going to and from school gradually blurred between all the people you’d met in high school.

Kim Haerin broke up with Donghyuck as soon as you all came back from Christmas break on the last year of junior high. She’d started dating the new guy from the other class who transferred all the way from Germany. She’d given Donghyuck a kiss in the middle of the empty gymnasium and told him she’d loved him but the sparks were gone.

Donghyuck waited with you on the bus stop that same day. To this day, he waits with you.

im jieun, November 2019 – December 2019

Im Jieun was one of a kind, and if you could pick, she was your favorite from Donghyuck’s long list of lovers.

She was a couple of years older than you and Donghyuck. How Donghyuck even got the slimmest chance of dating her, you have no idea. She was a freshman in college. You and Donghyuck met her at one of your seniors’ birthday party; they’d hit it off easily. They had the same personality, almost like twins, and were pretty much the perfect couple in your newly found friend group.

That year was the most life changing for him because Donghyuck lost his virginity with her, and for quite some time, similar to when he’d dated Kim Haerin, he disappeared from your life, and not that you’d cared at much at that time because you were also dating your first boyfriend, Na Jaemin.

Jaemin was everything a first boyfriend should be. Gentle and sweet, determined and future-driven, truly the kind you’d want your parents to meet. He’s been in the same class as you since junior high, but he wasn’t the kind to approach women that easily. He was brought up loyal and kind, and it showed with the way he treated you. He asked you out on a dinner for the first date, at an amusement park for the second, and a picnic by the park for the third—which was the same day he officially asked you as his girlfriend.

When Donghyuck had learned, he was as surprised as a best friend would be.

“You never told me you liked Jaemin,” he commented when you’d told him the news. He was sitting on the swivel gaming chair you and him bought as pairs right beside your bed, where you were still half asleep because he barged in at seven on a Sunday morning. Apparently, he learned it because he saw Jaemin’s Instagram story from your date with him last night.

���Because I didn’t,” you groggily replied. You squinted, trying to make up your mind whether Donghyuck’s a dream or not. “I mean, I like him now. But it didn’t occur to me until he started asking me out for dates.”

Donghyuck leaned his head against your chair, kicking his feet off the floor to spin himself around. “You never even told me you went out on dates.”

You giggled. “Are you sulking now, Donghyuck?”

He sighed. “I tell you all about the girls I date. Even the ones I dream on dating. And this one time you finally decided to start dating, I wasn’t there for you.”

You sat up, watching as your child-like best friend spins himself dizzy on your chair. “Check your phone. Every time Jaemin and I went out, I texted you.”

He sighed again, pressing his foot on your bedroom’s floor, stopping so he could look at you eye to eye. “You didn’t tell me it was a date. You said you were having dinner with him, going to the amusement with him, and hanging out with him at the park.”

“We’re 19,” you pointed out. “What would 19-year olds do alone together?”

Donghyuck tilted his head sideways. “You and I are always alone together.”

“It’s different.” You throw a pillow at Donghyuck, kicking off the blanket from your body and moving to give him some space to lay on. “Come here, you big baby.”

Donghyuck’s mouth formed into a pout but occupied the space on your bed anyway.

“I’m a big girl,” you reminded him as he rested his head on your chest. “I don’t need you to be there for me on my first relationship.”

“Ouch,” he mumbled.

“I will always need you in my life, Donghyuck,” you clarified, knowing well how Donghyuck hates being not needed. “Just, not for this one. I might actually, truly like Jaemin. He’s a good guy.”

Donghyuck hummed. “But I’m still your best friend, right?”

You laughed. Because it’s the most ridiculous thing you’d ever heard. Donghyuck will always be your best friend. You were certain no relationship would break that. You and him were past being insecure about your friendship.

“Always.”

Donghyuck broke up with Jieun before Christmas break. The reason, you have no idea. But he’d told you it wasn’t as fun as it was in the beginning anymore. And Jieun was in university, after all, and you and him had SATs to pass and college essays to ace before the school year ends.

You and Jaemin took him out for clubbing that night, in hopes of cheering him up. It was a mystery to you why he’d suddenly decided to end it when the relationship seemed like it was smooth-sailing. They’d even talk about Donghyuck going to the same university as Jieun next year. You didn’t recall any fights within the relationship, so you wonder why.

Donghyuck leaves the club without you and Jaemin.

lee naeun (again), February 2020 – April 2020

Donghyuck learned from Lee Jeno that his first love returned from the US to take her bachelor’s degree in Seoul on Valentine’s day. He found her wandering around SNU’s main lobby on the first day of the spring semester. You and Donghyuck were visiting the university after receiving your acceptance letters, looking for an apartment to share. Jaemin was going to another university, so it wasn’t wise for you and him to move in together, hence Donghyuck offered to move in with you to save up some money for rent and other expenses.

Lee Naeun stood there, still taller than Donghyuck, still the first person who ever kissed Donghyuck’s lips, still the first person you’d ever compared yourself to, wondering what she had that you didn’t.

Like the day they kissed in 2013, you looked away when Donghyuck finally reached to where she stood, wondering why, all of a sudden, many years later, the butterflies were flying all over in your stomach once again.

ginny williams, September 2020 – October 2020

Of course, the first woman that Donghyuck officially dated in university is from the UK. Jeno said he only dated her to show everyone he’s immensely improved in English.

The break-up was proof Donghyuck never improved in English. He didn’t even understand why she was breaking up with him.

park yesol, September 2021 – February 2022

You introduced Donghyuck to Park Yesol because it’s what she wanted for her birthday.

She had invited you to her 21st birthday. You and her, if you were being honest, barely know each other. You only shared a class in Literature once, so at first, it was a mystery to you why she suddenly invited you. When she’d asked if you could ask Donghyuck to RSVP with you, you’d known that it’s all she wanted from you.

Eventually, they’d start dating. Donghyuck, at that time, had been single for almost a year. He thought he convinced you that college was finally catching up on him hence he’d put a stop to his “demanding” dating life. However, Donghyuck is your best friend, and you could see right through him. You knew he liked someone he wasn’t willing to share with you, and he was probably working up the courage to ask that person out, which, when you thought about it, was new. Donghyuck was cunning and ambitious and he knew what he wanted and how to get it. He was never one to shy away from the people he liked, so it was a little suspicious that it took him almost a year to start dating again. You did not figure out who he liked, and you knew he’d only started dating Yesol to get you to shut up about it.

You and him knew it wasn’t a serious relationship because Yesol was dating other guys while she’d dated him. Donghyuck told you it felt like the relationship was just for sex because of his oozing sex appeal; you’d thrown a cushion at him when he’d said that.

Meanwhile, you and Jaemin were almost at pointbreak.

You didn’t want to spend Valentine’s Day being uncertain of the relationship would go, so you broke up with him on the first day of February. Jaemin had gotten an internship in Japan a few months ago, and the company that hired him liked him so much that they wanted to keep him while he finishes his degree virtually. You wished you could say the same, that you loved him so much you also wanted to keep him.

It was finally catching up to you and him, the distance. So, it was better you’d break it off before you and him start failing subjects just to keep a relationship steady.

Two and a half years together wasn’t enough. You and Jaemin wanted to spend the rest of your college years, at least, together. But like he said the night you’d ended it: it wasn’t worth it if it was compromising your mental health and studies. You’d cried so much that night, and you wondered if Donghyuck pretended he couldn’t hear you sobbing from the other side of the apartment.

Come Valentine’s Day, Donghyuck asked you to dress up, throwing a paper bag at you.

The place he “luckily scored” a reservation from, on a busy, fully-booked Valentine’s night, was nice. It was romantic and you were flushed and giddy from all the wine and all of the Donghyuck.

“Why are you here with me and not with Yesol?” you’d asked after the waiter filled your glass.

Donghyuck smiled at you. “I broke up with her two weeks ago.” Around the same time you did with Jaemin. “I figured if my best friend would be miserable on Valentine’s day, I should be, too.”

You laughed. “Well, you don’t look too miserable for a newly single man.”

“I’m not,” he confessed. “I’m never miserable when I have you.”

You reached out one hand, palm facing Donghyuck. He intertwined his hand with yours. And it fit perfectly. Just like the dress he got you.

your name, June 2022 – present (or alternately, sometime in 2005 – forever.)

“Lee Naeun, Kim Haerin, Im Jieun, Lee Naeun again, then Park Yesol,” you enumerate. “You were a ladies’ man!”

Donghyuck whines, begging you to stop as you go through his things in his room, particularly the notes and letters from the girls he’d dated.

You and him are moving out. Graduation is just around the corner, and you and Donghyuck decided to move on to a better place. Your boyfriend got a job in one of the biggest companies in his industry, while you’re yet to find yours.

“Don’t forget Ginny Williams,” he teases, throwing you a love letter from the bunch.

“You did not date Ginny Williams, Donghyuck. It was an illusion,” you scoff. “Tell me one conversation you had with her. A real one.”

“I swear to God, she loved me,” he answers. “Stop playing around and help me in here.”

You stand from the carpeted floor and walk towards Donghyuck as he sorts out the things from his study desk. Donghyuck starts with the tower of books and folders, organizing them alphabetically as he carefully places them on the box labeled as books. The other box is labeled as essentials; hence you start throwing his headphones and speakers and its chargers in. While doing so, you get a hold of a small box that contains what you thought were miscellaneous items mixed in with trash, until you realize what’s inside.

There are a few polaroid pictures of you and him from high school, including a picture of you and him on your high school’s graduation day, some receipts from, now you recognize, the places you’d gone to. There’s a receipt from when you and him took the subway to visit a museum at the other side of the country back in 2018, another from Valentines day 2022, when you and him celebrated being newly single, the old ticket from your senior prom when he’d gone with you, and so many more that you could recognize just from its dates.

“Donghyuck,” you whisper as you look at the box of memories. Donghyuck turns, eyes wide when he recognizes the box you’re holding. “Where… where should I put these?”

Donghyuck loved many girls in his life. You can recall their names in the order of when he’d dated them. You had your favorites and the ones you didn’t like that much. Some of your friends wonder if you’ve ever been insecure knowing you weren’t the first kiss or the first person he had sex with and if you were okay with knowing all of that. You weren’t the first and you wish you’d be the last. The only thing you’re certain of, is that he had always loved you, and that alone erases all the other thoughts.

If you could say so, you’re thankful for all of the girls he loved before because they made him the one you’d fallen for. Every dead-end street led him straight to you.

He smiles. “Essentials.”

[sourrpatched]

APT- L.HC

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Haechan- According to his friends he’s a “loner” he’d use the term introvert though. He only knows school, work, and two hour sleeps. He’s pretty different compared to his friends which kind of makes it confusing from an outsiders perspective on how they became friends in the first place. Nonetheless, he loves his friends, even if he wouldn’t straight out admit it. He values the people in his life, cherishing the times they have until they inevitably will end. Cause like a lot of things that Donghyuck believes in, he knows the greatest things in life don’t last forever.

Mark- He’s more of a go with the flow type of guy. He’s probably most chill from the friend group, having lots and lots of patience. He and Donghyuck have been friends the longest, they met through a rare donghyuck outside of home sighting, where Mark accidentally spilled his iced americano on him and ended up exchanging numbers to pay for the cleaning. Only for a drunk Mark later that weekend to accidentally buttdial hyuck crying over his ex and trauma dumping. But hey it meant Hyuck finally had a friend, so it worked out well.

Jaemin- Resident Playboy. He’s just here to have fun and mess around. He’s not exactly a fuck boy he just has a certain irresistible charm to him that attracts most people, according to him not even donghyuck could resist the charm. Donghyuck would argue it was the fact that he wouldn’t stop pestering him and spam texting him but, potato tomato, or however the saying goes. He and Mark met after Jaemin tried flirting with him and it didn’t work out cause well Mark was still getting over his ex, they made a very powerful friend group now though.

Chenle-Anyone else getting deja vu? Once again, Chenle knows everyone and he prides himself in that. He and Donghyuck are associated because donghyuck had to tutor him in physics before. He met Donghyuck’s friend group when, well actually they don’t really know. Just one day he kind of integrated himself into their group and it just stuck.

A/N: Im so excited to start posting but of course I have a very busy week ahead so updates probably won’t begin until maybe next monday? I’m debating on a post schedule but for the meantime, I’d say feel free to comment or send an ask if you’re interested in becoming part of the tag list! :)

[writemekpop]

Fake It | Lee Donghyuck (Haechan)

Summary: Haechan is suspiciously nervous about sex… almost like he's a virgin.

Genre: New relationship jitters, fluff, cheeky Hyuck

Word Count: <0.5k

Haechan's hands were shaking as he tried to open your jean zipper. Sweat glistened on his forehead. 

You were squeezed together under the covers on his single bed. 

You put your hand on his. 

"Haechan, have you ever done this before?"

Haechan looked up at you. "Opened a zipper?" He scoffed. "Of course." 

You gave him a knowing look. "You know what I mean."

Haechan's cheeks darkened. "Of course I have!" he said, too fast. "I've got hella bitches. Bitches on bitches!"

You fought the urge to smile. "Haechan..."

He sighed, shoulders slumping. "Fine. I've never done this before. There have been girls in the past who wanted to but... it never felt right. Not until now."

You touched his arm gently. "Why didn't you say something?"

He shrugged. "I didn't wanna mess this up. You're kinda - awesome." 

You shuffled closer. "I really like you, Haechan. You're hot and funny and..." You watched him break into a grin. "And if I say anymore that big head of yours will really burst!"

Both of you started to laugh. 

"Can I tell you a secret?" You asked, once your laughter had died down.

"Anything."

"I've never done this before either."

Haechan's mouth dropped. "But you're so confident!"

You shrugged. "Fake it till you make it, I guess." 

Haechan smirked. "You'll never have to fake it with me."

You chuckled. "And he's back!" 

You kissed him softly on the lips, both of you still laughing. 

"Shall we just watch a movie tonight? No pressure."

Haechan nodded. "That sounds good. You're the best."

You wrapped your arm around his waist and snuggled into his muscled chest. 

Haechan whispered into your hair, "No, I take that back. I'm still the best." 

"Shut up," you said, but you were smiling.

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[ohmygs-blog]

omg pls add haechan to the angst w jaemin mark and chenle

in need of some haechan angst rn😖

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ

just for u my queen 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

cw! communication problems, frustrated haechan, symptoms of depression(kinda)

i’ve never written angst n like idk if this is good but i tried!!

also i changed like the argument topic bc i couldn’t think of another way to write the same prompt 😭😭

[markleelately]

IDK WHICH ONE I WANNA BE 😭

[nanahachi3]

《WHAT SHOULD I POST NEXT?》

Stray kids hard thoughts.

Giving Virgin bang chan a bj

Jeno smut that I have in my draft (Jeno is your fwb and he has caught feelings for you)

Loser Haechan as your bf (headcanon fluff x smut)

Private Lessons (heeseung fic) but it will take time to write.

[flwrshwr-chenji]

Ghost Of You

Park Jisung

Genre: Angst. Just sad

Warnings: Mentions of character d3ath, mourning, mentions of a car accident, Jisung is hurting, lmk if I should put anything else :)

A/N: I wrote this on a whim when Ghost of You by 5SOS came on. I'm on my period so I'm feeling emotions rn yall.

Fic under cut 🫶🏾

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Three months had passed since the accident. Jisung remembers it vividly, as if it happened yesterday. He woke up in a cold sweat, just as he’s done every night for the past month that he's been home from the hospital. Instinctively reaching for you just to find the bed empty, he couldn’t help the tears pricking his eyes as he swallowed the large lump in his throat. He slowly sat up, staring at the wall for what felt like an eternity, before turning his legs over the edge of the bed. With a deep sigh, he grabbed his crutches and slowly stood up. After a short struggle, Jisung managed to make it to the kitchen. On the island sat a vase of withered flowers. Placed there by his friends shortly after the funeral, he never had the energy to care for them. ‘Just another death,’ he mumbled to himself, grabbing the vase and tossing it in the trash. He propped his crutches against a wall before hobbling around the kitchen to make himself some breakfast. He tried to make sure he ate throughout the day. “Take care of yourself. It’s what y/n would want.” He could hear Chenle’s voice echoing through his head.

Hearing the phone ring pulled him out of his thoughts. He scrambled with his phone, a faint hope that it would be you, but the sensible part of his brain told him it wasn’t. “KING HEAD” flashed across his screen. With another sigh, he swiped his thumb across the screen to answer. “Hello?” It was the first time he’d spoken to anyone other than his mother in weeks. "Oh, dude, you actually answered! Guys!! He answered!!” His best friend’s voice resonated loudly in his ear, causing him to pull the phone away with a slight cringe. “How are you feeling, man?” Jeno’s voice came through the speaker. “My leg hurts.” Jisung stated, looking down on the cast starting just below his knee. He knew that’s not really what they were asking about, but they allowed him to evade the question. “Have you taken your meds? Do you need me to bring you a new prescription? Do you need anything from the store?” Mark’s voice came through next, worry evident in his tone even though he tried to hide it. “No. I’m good. Mom stopped by a few days ago.” Jisung said softly. Turning his attention to the food on the stove, he absentmindedly responded to his friends while they spoke to him.

The phone call didn’t last long. Jisung ended the call abruptly when he couldn’t hold back his tears after finding your favorite mug while searching for a cup to pour his coffee in. He held the mug in his trembling hands as he choked back quiet sobs, caressing the mug with his thumb. He had gotten you the mug for your first anniversary, with both of your initials printed in a big red heart. He remembered the way you tackled him in a tight hug when you opened the gift. A sad smile formed on his lips as he recalled the memory. He carefully placed the mug back into the cabinet before grabbing his own and wiping his tears. He poured his coffee and took his plate to the couch, sitting down to eat. He mustered up enough energy to turn on the TV. He was hardly paying attention to the screen while he slowly fed himself. Getting bored with the show he wasn’t even paying attention to, he decided to open Netflix. He found himself habitually turning on your favorite movie.

Jisung was proud of himself, having made it through half of the movie before he couldn’t bear it anymore. He forced up the courage to turn on the playlist you’d made for him on your third date. Just his luck, a slow song would come on. ‘Easily’ by Bruno Major. It was one of your favorites. You loved it when he sang it to you. Food was long forgotten as he stood up, walking to the picture frames hung on the wall. He pulled one off the hook, looking at your smiling face. His body began to move to the music, mimicking the dance moves you two did together as best he could in his condition. A smile etched itself onto his face, matching yours in the picture he was holding. He softly sang along to the song, just as he would if you were here in his arms. He moved slowly to the rhythm of the song as tears began slowly running down his cheeks. “I hope you’re resting, my angel.” He mumbled, his smile dropping as a sob escaped his chest. He clutched the picture frame to his chest as he dropped to his knees. Loud sobs shake his body, tears flowing out of his control. He longed to see you, even if it was just the ghost of you.

[dongfuck]

[ 23.47 ] — cry

“i swear i’ll only make you cry.”

his hands ran through your hair as a sorrowful smile broke through his lips. ‘one last time’ he’d said. you weren’t sure what he’d meant when he’d said it before but now, now that you both were in each other’s arms, taking in the way the moonlight beautifully lit up the other’s features making them look even more prominent than they already were, you knew exactly what he meant. it was the last time you’d be holding each other like this. the last time you’d see each other as lovers. you couldn’t help the tear that rolled down your cheek when you saw the memories you’d shared together in the reflection of his glistening eyes. you weren’t sobbing. you couldn’t. but when he took his thumb and used it to wipe the tear off of your bare face, there was no hiding how much you wanted this to last. how much you wanted him to stay with you forever. at times like this you think to yourself, why? why are you doing this? why are you letting him go if you still love him? do you still love him? your questions went unanswered and you wondered if he was the one who could answer them. if he had the same thoughts you did. “you don’t love me, y/n.” he said reassuringly with a soothing tone. but you weren’t one to believe. shaking your head side to side, the tears welling in your eyes started blurring your vision and you felt the need to wipe it off but you were completely numb. every effort you made to move or talk went to no avail and you were getting tired of constantly trying so you just ended up giving in. “hyuck…” you mouthed and although no sound could be heard, you felt like he could hear you clearly. he hummed softly in return with soft eyes as he caressed your face gently. “i don’t want this.” you finally managed to let out with the tiniest voice possible. you could see how he was slightly taken aback by this but it was quickly concealed when he replied with, “i’m sorry…” his gaze was then drifted to the sheets below you and his hand dropped from your face. “if we keep doing this… i’ll only make you cry even more. and i don’t want that.” you noticed how shaky his voice had gotten compared to previously but before you could even think of doing anything, he continued, “you don’t deserve someone like me. you gave me everything. more than i’ve ever needed but i still hurt you. and i’m sorry. but i can’t do this anymore.” his hands that were on the sheets found yours before he intertwined them tightly. “i wish that i’d been a better person. a better boyfriend. but it’s too late now isn’t it?” he chuckled expressionlessly and you wanted to hit him in the head so hard. just then, another tear fell from your eye and reached your chin where it dripped to your laced fingers. he raised his head before searching for stars in your eyes as he muttered the words he was hesitant of, “i’ll come back, okay?” he couldn’t be sure if he was actually going to but he knew those words were the only thing that would help you get over this. get over him. sniffling, you hoped what he’d said was true before you shakily told him, “i’ll wait for you.”.

yeeah i cried also plsss read this while playing cry by cas (if you already read it just read it again i promise you it hits different)

[lailalali]

After seeing hyuck terrorizing mark and Jeno's we need his dad au!

DAD! Lee Donghyuck (short smau)

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notes! I feel like Haechan would be joking a lot but in reality he’s such a little sweetheart. He wouldn’t let it show but behind closed doors, he’s always confessing how much he’s lucky to be a father. Also are the y/n’s interacting, confusing? I put initials next to them so it wouldn’t be but let me know if you guys like it if it’s too confusing, I won’t do it again!

[ilovedinodino]

…i was so miserable? l. hc smau

35. you are literally my girlfriend?

<a year ago>

SYNOPSIS : Haechan was in love with a girl from his dance studio, but one day he accidentally found her Twitter account with her terrible secrets

or how Haechan found out that his crush suffers from depression and anxiety

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[mystverse]

EVERYDAY DRABBLES - WHEN HE BLUSHES

You should have seen it coming in your hindsight. Donghyuck shouldn't be home today. He should be in the practice room right now, practicing for the upcoming world tour, but when a warm body drops on top of you, you know that it's him. You had texted the gc that you'll drop by with dinner, and you did, but it's not time yet for the dreamies to end the practice, and you don't hear the other guys.

"Hyuck- get off!" You try to push him away from you, but he just huffs and sits up, mumbling, "So much for coming early. Not even a kiss. So mean you are. I'm your boyfriend, woman." And so you do kiss him gently, cradling his cheeks in your hands. It's been hectic for weeks. If he's free, you'd have classes. If you were free, he'd be at his schedule. Being the shy one, you've always had your hesitations and you've kept those to yourself along with your hands which he'll much prefer it on him. But it is different when he tells you what he wants. He just wants to wrap himself around you and never let go, "Don't you miss me?" He nuzzles into your neck, "I miss you so much, you know?" And you know he means it.

"I missed you so much, too." You just stare at him with a smile so wide that it hurts your cheeks, proceeding to kiss his moles. He blushes.

He freaking blushes.

The guy who loves to fluster you. The guy who has always been so smug. The guy who is your perfect boyfriend just blushed.

"Oh my God! Are you blushing? Hyuck, are you really blushing? I need to get a picture!" You look for your phone, but he tackles you to bed. Snuggling into your neck, he pins your wrists on the sides, "Please, shut up."

: MYST

[zchl]

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﹑ⵌ smut works

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