#heesung roommates

[heechwe]

night changes | 𝐥𝐡𝐬

୨୧ pairing: lee heeseung x fem!reader ୨୧ word count: 3k ୨୧ genre: smut, fluff, hint of comedy ୨୧ tags: roomates to lovers au, pet names (love, baby, etc.), dirty talk, size kink, face sitting, 69, unprotected sex, creampie. ୨୧ synopsis: Maybe a citywide power outage is what you need to finally confess your feelings. Well, that and a risque card game. ➸ Birthday fic for the beautiful boy!! Also, the card game is fictional and takes inspiration from other card games like Hot Seat!

“How many candles do we have left?” You ask in the form of a groan, trying to find a bar of reception in your apartment. With the power suddenly lost from the blistering rainstorm outside, it’s a wonder when it will calm down and you’ll have access to the outside world again.

“Relax. I bought more a couple days ago when I was tracking the path of the storm. No big deal.” Heeseung begins lighting them and placing them around your shared apartment. By the time he’s finished, the candlelight gives enough coverage of the living spaces for you both to walk around without issue.

Heesung has always been good at that. He can prepare for the worst and keep a cool head in the midst of chaos, including when your fiery temper rears its head. But your fire comes in handy sometimes. When he doesn’t want to deal with talking to your landlord or fixing errors with the management company, you take the reins. The balance you both established is why you work so well as friends and roommates. 

“I wonder how long we’ll be out of power,” you mumble, drumming your fingers across the arm of the couch and trying not to have a meltdown. The cool air from the open windows provides some relief, even if you’re running hot from your spiked nerves.

“Well, whether it’s a few hours or a dozen, we just gotta make the best of it.” Heeseung smiles. Suddenly, his eyes widen and he claps his hands together. “How about board games?”

You giggle. “When was the last time you played a board game, Hee?”

“It’s been a minute,” he confesses, a shy smile on his lips. “But, hey! Never a better time than now.”

The two of you open the spare living room closet to grab a handful of board games you’ve collected since living in the apartment together. You rifle through them, Candyland immediately catching your eye. But Heeseung has other ideas.

“Oh! Let’s do Hot Topics!” Heeseung holds up the box with a smirk, immediately opening it to rifle through its contents.

“But there’s only two of us!”

“So? We’ll make it work!” He sits down on the living room rug and pats the spot next to him.

You oblige his request. How couldn’t you when he smiles at you in that way? With his cute cheeks and Adam's apple bobbing in laughter—no. You’re not going to trudge up these old feelings again, especially during such an unfortunate situation.

You’re friends and roommates, end of. 

Heeseung shuffles the cards and pulls out the first one on the top of the deck. “Alright, first one. All Play: Would I marry someone twice my age if it meant I never had to work again?” He considers the question, but you immediately let out a noise similar to one you would make when vomiting.

“No fucking way! I don’t want my husband one foot out the door!”

“Well, if I didn’t have to work at the ramen shop anymore—” Heeseung wiggles his eyebrows and you shove him in the shoulder. He expels a hearty laugh. “I’m kidding! I agree with you.”

The game continues on, prompts and questions so ridiculous they make any lingering anxiety about the storm ebb away, too lost in the game and your friend to notice the ever-present storm outside your door.

You take a new card from the deck, flipping it upside to reveal the prompt. “Dare: Stare at the player next to you for thirty seconds. The first one to break eye contact has to skip their turn.” You throw the card in the discarded pile without a care. “That’s so easy.”

“Bring it on.” You move positions to face Heeseung, his eyes immediately lighting up with the challenge presented to you both.

“Three, two, one,” you count down. “Go!”

Heeseung tries to make you break immediately with a goofy face, but you stand resolute, eyebrows furrowed and mouth in a thin line. But then, he stares you down with his bright eyes and soft smile, making your entire body go cold. This could not be happening. You aren’t feeling your stupid, childlike crush come back at you in full force. Not tonight. Not like this.

You had been so stern in keeping it stamped down the past two years you’ve been roommates. It hadn’t been easy, but with enough practice and denial, it seemed pretty easy to keep it at bay. But now, the only two people in the darkness of this room, you wonder how much longer your resolve can hold.

You fake a heavy cough and turn away. Heeseung screeches in victory with his arms raised up high. “Weak! You’re so weak.”

You roll your eyes and turn back to face the deck. “Whatever, dumbass. Pick the next card.”

He reads his new card aloud. “Truth: How long was your longest crush?” He releases an anxious laugh, and then throws the card into the pile amongst the other used ones. “Longest one’s still going.”

You turn your head to face him, but he’s only staring at the deck. He grabs the next card and ignores how his confession has created a new, heavy fog of tension. If Heeseung has a crush, one that’s apparently been in the works for awhile, neither Jake nor anyone else gave you the head’s up about it.

Heeseung reads the next challenge aloud. “Dare: Excite one player just by kissing them for 10 seconds. You’re not limited to the player’s lips.” His eyes go wide as he holds the card tightly between his fingers. “If you don’t want me to, I—“”

You laugh it off, taking the card from him and setting it on the floor. “It’s fine. It’s just a game, right?”

“Right.” Heeseung inches closer, your faces barely a few inches apart. You were prepared for him to kiss you on the mouth and that would be the end of it, but you tremble in pleasure when you realize his lips are suddenly attached to your neck.

A moan escapes your lips when he begins to suck on the space of your neck near your collarbone. He doesn’t use his hands at all. All it takes is his mouth, its soft pressure creating a swirling eruption within your stomach, begging to be released. He licks at your bruising skin, pressing his mouth there once more before stepping back.

When he’s back in his normal position, the timer goes off. “So, uh,” he says, cutting through the sudden awkward silence, “are you excited?”

You blush and bite down on your bottom lip hard, no words coming out in response. You turn your attention back to the deck. “F-Finally, my turn again!”

You turn another card for the next prompt, reading it in your head and wanting to jump out the window before Heeseung can see it. “Dare: Kiss the player you would most likely go on a date with on the cheek.”

You tell yourself to just get it over with, in spite of your jumbling nerves. Excuse it after as a technicality, him being the only living person in existence in the apartment to kiss for the challenge. End it there and hope the past few dares do not destroy the sanctity of your friendship.

You crawl on your hands to get close to Heeseung’s cheek, but before you can land the kiss, he turns his head and catches your mouth with his. You’re unprepared for the act, but your lips quickly become accustomed once you spend a second or two in his embrace. His lips are gentle, teasing, eager for you, and it makes your knees feel like cotton. 

He pulls you up from your position to rest in his lap, still pressing his mouth to yours. Suddenly, his tongue is licking at the roof of your mouth, and your body feels like a live wire. How did he have the power to jumpstart your nerves and set them on fire all at once?

You separate from him, confusion clouding your sudden desire. “Why’d you do that?”

“I wanted to.” Heeseung moves stray hairs from your face, the baby hairs clinging to your skin from the sweat. “Did you not want me to?”

“No, I did!” You giggle nervously. “I just didn’t know how you’d react if I said so.”

“Why did you never say anything before?” Heeseung looks genuinely confused and concerned. He wonders how much more obvious he had to have been. Before this moment, had he missed chances to give you the signs? Clearly so, with your stammered words and nervous limbs. He had to get better at his communication.

“Do you know how awkward it would’ve been if you hadn’t felt the same?” You ask him the rhetorical question, your eyebrow quirked up. “Just tiptoeing around the both of us knowing I have this exhaustive crush on you?”

Heeseung chuckles into your neck. If you described your crush in that way, his had to have been all-consuming, even if you were oblivious to it. “Exhaustive?”

“I mean,” you whisper, “do you know how hard it is to look at you and not want to jump you all the time?”

You feel his bulge tighten against his sweatpants, the sensation against your body making you gasp. Heeseung smirks in response. “Well, clearly it’s a mutual thing.”

The two of you resume kissing, both lost in the relief of your feelings mirroring each others’. In spite of the current storm still whipping the trees against your apartment building, you were so at ease wrapped around Heeseung like a vine.

If anything, Mother Nature is mimicking all the sensations bubbling up inside of you, close to reaching their boiling point with the way Heeseung expertly touches and squeezes your skin while his mouth covers your face in kisses.

“Do you know how long I’ve wanted this?” He asks as he lays you down on the living room rug, hands in your hair and lips magnetized to the spot on your neck where he had kissed you previously. “How long I’ve thought about being in your bed? Touching you, tasting you, feeling you.”

“Heeseung, please.” You inch his shirt up and over his head, admiring the divots and ridges of his newly-revealed muscles.

It isn't the first time you’ve seen him shirtless, but it’s only the beginning of the night, and you’re certain you’ll see parts of him you haven’t seen yet. The thought alone makes your body tingle in all the right places. “Stop talking and touch me more.”

“So impatient.” Heeseing releases a devilish laugh into the column of your throat. “I want to savor this. Savor you.”

“We have all the time in the world until the power goes out. I want you,” you whine, bucking your hips up into nothing but his clothed legs and hips, his bulge barely brushing your clothed heat. 

Heeseing hisses and makes you both sit up, his expression blown from lust. “Sit on my face.”

You laugh, hesitant yet excited. “What?”

He places a kiss on your lips with every pause between his words. “I. Said. Sit. On. My. Face.”

You listen to his tone, playfully demanding but completely serious. This is a new side of Heeseung you had never seen. The same humorous guy you felt butterflies for since the day you met, but with an edge of vulgarity that leaves you in impure anticipation. 

You tug off both your cotton shorts and underwear. You may still be wearing your tank top, but you imagine that will come off soon too.

You settle your body down on Heeseung’s awaiting tongue. Your body trembles when he takes an eager lick along your folds, his mouth immediately enveloped in your heat. “Jesus, are you always this wet?” He asks, voice muffled but still clear enough for you to hear.

“Only when I think of you,” you confess. Many nights alone proved the only way to get off was with the image of Heeseung’s face and body between your legs in your brain. Even if he was seven feet away on another overnight session of League of Legends, you had to get your fix.

“Fuck.” He pulls you down further onto his mouth, practically suffocating him as he laps at your cunt mercilessly. Your mouth hangs open in ecstasy, all the fantasies you held incomparable to this.

Heeseung’s hips match yours in their rhythm against his face, and you feel guilty the poor man is receiving no pleasure while you have all of it. You reach over to the top of his sweatpants and pull them down, his cock springing free from the material. The tip leaks a hefty amount of precum, and you smear it down his girthy length with one hand.

Heeseung moans against your center, but he pulls himself back. “You don’t have to–”

“You’re taking care of me,” you pant, “let me take care of you.”

You wrap your lips around his tip, experimenting with the pressure and size of him on your tongue. When he groans and growls in between your legs, lapping at your essence with even more fervor, you take his entire length in your mouth.

“God, you’re too good at this,” Heeseung moans, rolling his hips into your awaiting mouth and cursing when he feels the back of your throat. “I could have your mouth on me all fucking day.”

You continue like that for a while, tasting each other and teasing the waters until both of you are a mess. It’s a mesmerizing dance you’re in with him, chasing your highs together. But you’re unsure who will ask to take the next step. Removing your mouth from his with a resounding pop, you plead, “Please Hee, I want you inside of me.”

“Anything for you.” He gently gets up from between your legs and positions himself against the couch. He signals for you to sit on his lap, a playful grin on his lips. You do so without a second thought, anticipating his body molding to yours perfectly. How did the night start with you both planning another ramen-filled movie night and end up here?

You sink down onto him, the sudden fullness making your eyelids shut from the sensation. “Damn, you’re so tight,” he growls, slowly rocking you onto him with his hands on your hips. “Feels fucking incredible.”

“Y-You’re so big, Hee. It’s amazing.” You find your own pace, languidly riding him as the wind still rages on outside. Besides the weather, the sounds of your skin against his crowd the space of your apartment.

Heeseung removes your tank top quickly, clutching one of your breasts to knead the skin. “You like it, don’t you?” Heeseung whispers. “Being filled up by me, stretched out and fucked hard?” He takes the other breast into his mouth, latching his lips onto your nipple and swirling his tongue wickedly.

“Yes, fuck yes. Only by you, Hee.”

He bucks his hips up into you, your body slamming down on him in fast increments to compensate for his new rhythm. “Yeah, baby, tell the entire floor who’s making you feel this good.”

“Heeseung, fuck,” you scream out his name. It doesn’t matter if the rain and wind can’t conceal your sounds. All you care about is this moment, right here with him in your living room, all your desires coming to fruition. “Fuck, it’s so good.”

After more kisses and curses of pleasure leaving both of your lips, you feel the end deep in your stomach, the release tightening and ready to snap. “I’m gonna come,” you say.

“Ride me harder, baby,” he responds, moving his hand in between your bodies to rub your clit in a frenzy. “Use me. Come all over me.”

You do, feeling your body use what’s left of its energy to reach your peak quickly. You cry out a final time as your orgasm floods your senses, your body alive yet limp from the endorphins circulating through your system.

“Ah, fuck.” Heeseung spills inside of you mere seconds after, your sounds coupled with the feeling of your pulsing walls around him enough for his body to climax as well. He milks it all, hips rocking up into you to exhaust himself in an effort to feel his entire release.

You both slow down, but you relish in the feeling of the sudden warmth of Heeseung’s orgasm inside of you. It trickles down between your legs and onto Heeseung himself as he begins to pull out of you, and the sight may just make him rock-hard again. But he’ll save the image for another night.

Heeseung gives you a final, tender kiss before he stands up from his spot on the floor. He runs to the bathroom for a washcloth, wetting it to clean the both of you up. When he’s done, he takes great care in snuffing out the candles around the house.

You tease him for it, but he reminds you about the serious fire hazard of leaving them burning overnight, to which you agree. “Always one step ahead, babe,” Heeseung jokes.

He brings a blanket with him to cover the both of you up, your body immediately warmed by his. Your head rests on his bicep, his muscle the perfect pillow. 

In that moment, you’re content with not just the power being out, the only sounds being the storm and the air leaving your lungs. You’re content to be here in the dark with Heeseung, the feelings you repressed for so long not only released but reciprocated.

Heeseung kisses your forehead and hums you to sleep, his voice the last sound you hold onto before you’re whisked away to dreamland.

You wake up nestled in Heeseung’s arms on the living room floor, the blanket he grabbed barely covering both of your bodies. You hear the sound of your Roomba trying to connect to the bluetooth and feel the blue morning sky on your skin, telltale signs the power’s back on and the storm has gone on its way.

You smile to yourself, snuggling further into Heeseung’s neck and kissing the skin there. Who knew a power outage could bring two people together like this?

He rustles awake a moment later, his eyelashes fluttering open so beautifully. A smile stretches across his face when he sees what you’re doing. In the light of day, his face is even more breathtaking, and you’re grateful its expressions are reserved solely for you now. “Good morning.”

You blush. “Very good morning.”As you kiss him, invigorating his energy and leftover desire from the night prior, you think you’ll have to send the manufacturers of Hot Topics a thank-you card.

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[yeonbinwyd]

just a tip

pairing: sub!femreader x dom! Heesung and dom! Jay

synopsis: Jay wanted some pointers on how to impress you. What better way then to let his good friend give him some advice or better yet even show him how it’s done

genre (w/tags): smut, minors dni, Threesome, cream pie, jealousy, slight

Word count : 1283

“Sure I’ll give you a hand.” Heesung accepts

“Thanks man . You know I really want to impress her. I think the date won’t be enough.” Jay is excited. he had date with you before but the last few weren’t hitting like he wanted. Was it the sex? Was it the date? He didn’t know but this time he knew it would be good. He recruited his good friend, Heesung. It was very obvious that he had experience. They were roommates and Jay could hear all the times he brought back someone. Heesung always had them begging for more.

“What time is the date?” He asked Jay

“8 and we’ll just come back here.” Jay explained. Heesung gives him a thumbs up.

Honestly the date with Jay was great. Dinner and a walk on the beach was amazing. Jay had liked you for a while, at this point , he was willing to do anything. He brought you back to his place. You know where this was headed. He led you inside and to your surprise candles were lit, rose petals were on the floor leading to his room. Two glasses of champagne was waiting for you two at the door, still cold. You were beyond surprised. He actually put some effort into it. Jay was surprised himself. He didn’t think Heesung would put it together like this. You walk into his room, seeing Heesung still setting things up in his room. You lock eyes with Heesung, like seeing an old friend.

“Wow I never thought I’d see you again” you call out Heesung. He chuckles

“It’s good to see you too” he says back. Jay utterly confused.

“You guys know each other?” Jay questions.

“Yeah we used to hookup” you admit shyly. Your insides burn from the pleasure he would make you feel. Heesung had a feeling it was you, hence why he chose to make Jay look more romantic. He took a bit longer to set up, in the off chance he’d run into you. Heesung’s devious plan worked. Jay didn’t know what to say or do.

“It’s good to see you.” Heesung gives a cocky smile.

“It’s good to see you too you say back with a smile. You feel Jay come up behind you, remembering your date. His chest pressed against your back. Heesung comes closer to you, gripping your face. You, in between both men, unable to choose between the two. Jay accepts the set up, helps you with your dress straps off

your shoulders. Jay starts by placing kisses on the back of your neck, sliding his hands down your body to take off the dress you were wearing. Heesung is examining you while you undress, ready to devour you. Jay unhooking your bra then Heesung slips it off. He then pulls your panties down to your ankles while Jay keeps going with his kisses. Heesung now on his knees before you.

“I miss your taste.” Heesung is looking up into your eyes, his stare so intense it could kill. His thumb caresses your clit. You swallow hard in anticipation. He kisses up your thigh, teasing you, tracing his tongue across your sensitive skin.

“Take notes Jay” he informs his underling. Jay grabs your chin, placing a kiss on your lips. It only pulls your attention away for a moment, until Heesung takes you into his mouth. His wild tongue, exploring you, takes your attention back from Jay. You moan in your kiss. Jay sucks on your bottom lip while grabbing your breasts. The two of them fighting for your focus. Heesung diving deeper into your cunt, you know who’s winning. Your body naturally resists, shaking a bit to his touch but he doesn’t give up. Heesung pulls away to plunge two fingers inside harshly. It was so aggressive it made you cream on his hand. You melt into his touch but Jay doesn’t quit either. Jay gives your nipples a twist, then takes one in his mouth. His tongue swirls around your nipple.

You groan in overflowing pleasure, your hands roam throughout both Jay’s and Heesung’s tousled hair. At this point you’ve accepted them both. Heesung, impatient, pulls you away, leds you to Jay’s bed. He bends you over, swiftly taking off his sweats. Jay is left to fend for himself as Heesung takes control. Heesung slides into your wet pussy vigorously . His sharp thrust catches you off graud but he didn’t care. The immediate bliss he felt entering you was unbelievable. His eyes rolled back, gripping your shoulder for leverage. You two face a mirror. He looked like a Greek god. His chiseled jaw line, his Adam’s apple protruding from his neck. Heesung’s thrusts were short but rough getting to the point, hitting every inch of you.

“Like this.” He says to Jay. Heesung bites his lip, holding his composure as he can feel you around him. He really misses the feeling of you but he needs to prove why he’s better. He pushes his hair back, exposing the sweat on his forehead. He was getting close. He keeps his pace and still violent. You’re getting close too.

“Relax and exhale. “ Heesung instructs you. “Don’t think about anything else”

You obey him and breathe out. He thrusts further than before, hitting your cervix. You feel yourself cumming for him without warming. He feels your juices on him giving Jay a turn. Jay astonished at the act of making her cum so quickly, he was questioning if he could even live up to that. Jay unbuckles his jeans giving you time to catch your breath. He sees you in shambles and is turned on by the thought of ruining you next. He slowly positions himself behind you, floored at how soaked you are. He lunges himself inside, pulling you up to kiss your cheek. Jay waits until you adjust to him, holding you secure. Unlike Heesung, his thrusts were more affectionate, more tender. Jay locked his arms with yours behind your back. You felt defenseless , but enjoyed the sight as you saw him in the mirror now. His strong frame towering you, him not focused on anything but you. Jay put you first. He rotated his hip, making his cock press deeper in you.

“Mmmm Jay I love this” you compliment. His cock twitches inside you. Music to his ears. You praising him. One hand free, he chokes you a bit, pulling your ear to close his lips

“You feel so good baby” he continues with more motion in his thrusts “I’m gonna make you cum all night.” He promises.

Heesung takes a seat in the corner of the room, examining you two.

Jay starts to nibble on your ear as he pumps into you. Your breathy moans while clenching around him is putting him over the top. You cum again, spilling on him. He feels your slick and buries his face in your neck. He groans heavily, while picking up the pace. His cock hitting you so hard, you see it moving in your stomach. His hand lets go of your neck then starts to rub your clit with his thrusts.

You start to cry out, you were close again. He rubs more violently than before causing you to shake. What had came over you was a new feeling. You hadn’t felt like this with Jay before. Something had changed. He rolled his hips against you again causing you to cum aggressively on him. He cums with you filling you up. Both your pants fill the room, getting Heesung hard again. You and Jay collectively collide on the bed. While catching your breath, you feel Heesung standing over you.

“It’s my turn again “ he insists.

[oracle-of-dream]

A Bedtime Message

Summary: Jake has been busy with international schedules, and while you’re in Korea he can barely get time to talk to you during the day. So he tries to leave you videos talking about his day.

Notes: Idol!Jake x nb!reader, Fluff, Video messages

You just finished your shower and face care from another day of work. You always hated going to work but knew at the end of every day you’d get a new message. Your boyfriend, Jake, set his messages so you would always receive his messages right before bed. So you can hear his voice just before bed.

You crawled into bed, getting comfortable under the blankets and arranging your pillows as your phone chimed. You scooped it up in an instant to see Jake’s face as your lock screen lit up your dark room. It was a picture he’d taken while on a beach somewhere, you weren’t sure which beach but you told him we were forbidden from posting it online so you could have your own private picture of him. Jake loved the idea so he’d sent too many pictures to choose from, but this one was special because the sun hit his face just perfectly.

You opened today’s message and the video started to play.

Jake looked radiant as usual through your phone screen, sitting in another hotel room with a warm look on his face.

“Hey, Love.” He said. His voice was smooth and soft and listening to it made you miss him even more. Sometimes he’d pretend it's actually like a video call, leaving a pause in between some places for you to speak to him.

“Hi Jake,” you whispered back. 

“Today was a really busy day, just like usual, but check out the food I just got from room service!” Jake panned the camera down to show a dinner spread. A steak dinner with rice and gravy and veggies. “I have no idea how much it costs,” he cut the steak and took a bite. “But this is still nowhere near as good as your food.”

You watched Jake set the camera back up on himself and he ate a few bites of his food, occasionally looking up at you and shaking the hair out of his eyes. 

“Oh…” He sounded sad. “Another stressful day at work. I know it sucks, but I’m so proud of you for always working so hard, I’ll become your house husband at the rate you’re making money.” He chuckled. He fixed the folds in his shirt and leaned close to the camera, turning it on its side so it could be like he was lying down next to you. You’d told him one time that you watch the videos in bed, so it seemed like he was trying to make you feel like he was there as much as possible. 

“Anyways, so what I did today!” He beamed at the thought of what he’d done that day. “We woke up so early! Like 5 a.m.! Ni-ki and Heeseung still made us late–Heeseung is actually my roommate for this part of the trip but he’s letting me talk to you alone. Anyways! We woke up super early to get to a photo shoot location and were there for about three hours. I fell asleep for most of the ride and the shoot, so I didn’t manage to get any photos to give you in the outfit they gave us…” Jake scratched the back of his head and got quiet.

You spoke to him, “It’s okay. I know you’re busy…”

He timed it perfectly and smiled brightly right when you answered. “Really, you’re not that mad? I promise I’ll bring a souvenir from this place too! LA is so beautiful and warm, we should go here when we have a vacation! I’ll buy you whatever you want and take you to the beach!”

You giggled at seeing him so excited, you hugged the body pillow next to you tight imagining it was him lying in your arms.

He laughed with you. “What next…? Right! After the photoshoot, the guys and I went to a fan event. A pop-up where we could talk to fans and get gifts, some gave me some cool treats to bring home so I’ll hide them from Sunoo and bring them home to you to have.”

“That sounds great. I’d love to try them.” You said to him, tears running across your face and onto your sheets.

There’s a knock on the door in Jake’s video. “Y-yes?” Jake called as he looked at the door.

You heard some noises and then Heesung spoke, “Jake, the manager is saying we gotta go to bed. I’m sorry bro, I stalled as long as I can…” 

Jake sank into his chair. “But I haven’t finished telling them everything we did today.”

Heeseung walked into the frame and put his hand on Jake’s shoulder. “I know, we’re still busy for two more weeks before we fly back to Korea.” Heeseung leans down to look at the camera, “I’m sorry y/n, we both have to go to bed now, I hope you don’t hate us too much.” 

Jake played with the fork on his plate. “I didn’t even get to finish eating.”

You and Heeseung spoke at the same time, “Then you shouldn’t have ordered it so late if you knew that you would have to go to bed early!”

You laughed thinking how similar you and Heeseung must sound to Jake, always nagging at him for being too careless or goofy. But it also made you feel happy knowing that Heeseung was taking good care of him for you.

Jake turned the camera upright again, with a pout on his lips. “I’m sorry y/n… I promise tomorrow’s video will be twice as long as normal to pay back the time I missed tonight.” Jake paused, you could see him fighting tears. “I love you so much. I’ll be back home before you know it, and then you’ll have to catch me up on everything, okay?” Jake leaned forward and kissed the camera. He waved one more time before turning off the camera with a soft but sad smile.

You put your phone on its charger and rolled over in bed. “I hope tomorrow gets here faster…”

[hippopotamusdreamer]

SKZ fanfic help!

I was reading a fic yesterday that was on my FYP and I thought I saved it to my likes but I WAS WRONG AND THE TUMBLR APP REFRESHED AND I LOST IT 😭😭 can anyone help me find it

I only managed to read part of the first chapter 🥲 from what I remember it was a Han x Reader fic

I believe it was a series, Y/N finally got the courage to confess to best friend and roommate Han Jisung cause he was finally single but she quickly found out that he liked someone else already. He tells her that he doesn't like her like that, so to give herself time to move on, she moves in with Seungmin in the meantime, who is looking for his own roommate.

Practically everyone knew Y/N liked Han except him. Heesung was there as a barista?? and he gives his number to a yellow sweater/cardigan wearing Y/N when she went to the cafe with her friend Hannah

College AU, I believe

Please help me! 😭

[haerinari]

KINKTOBER 2023

hi beautiful people! this is my first time writing fics for kinktober so i hope you like them and enjoy <3

i will post one fic each day starting from today, october 19th. probably i will post at midnight, just for you know. of course this fics will have smut and +18 content so read under your own risk.

warnings: smut content

~ day 19 — guilty pleasure - choi beomgyu

~ day 20 — noona - yang jeongin

~ day 21 — roommates - hwang yeji

~ day 22 — mirror sex - lee heesung

~ day 23 — mutual masturbation - jay park

~ day 24 — phone sex — shin jake

~ day 25 — anatomy class — choi yeonjun

~ day 26 — better boyfriend — choi soobin

~ day 27 — seven days a week — kang taehyun

~ day 28 —

~ day 29 —

~ day 30 —

~ day 31 —

[jinhyun]

Could we hear some of the ditched storylines ? 👀🤲 pls

omg i changed it so many times that i hardly even remember kdñsjs but like at veeeeery first y/n's fwb was gonna be felix and he and jinnie were roommates lol, then i changed the fwb to binnie and he and jinnie were making a bet on y/n (they were both assholes for that tbh) and i can't remember what the bet was about but i think it was like hyunjin saying that y/n was into him and changbin going like "sike i can change that" or smth like that (there's a trace of it in part eight if you look closely bc i wasn't sure what path to take back then so i kinda left it there in case i wanted to stick to the bet plot lol). and thennnnn lastly heesung and y/n were actually supposed to like date or genuinely be into each other for a while but yeah :')

[sehodreamsthoughts]

i don’t do anything anymore, i don’t smoke weed or anything either because it gives me a bad reaction usually but i’ve been into stuff in the past but not that heavily idk so stuff might still be wrong tbf and um .. as usual lately, NONCON ‼️warning

okok jungwon though,, fuckboy!jungwon who hangs out with heeseung, jay, jake, and sunghoon.. this got me thinking because sunghoon kinda reads dealer to me.. like idk, i might just focus on fuckboy hcs… like i imagine jungwon though as maybe someone who’s trying to prove himself, could see him begging heeseung or jay to give him ur number and when they do, he’s texting u and asking you to come n chill, and it’s cute , u like the attention even if he comes across as a little desperate 🤭🤭

so u agree to hanging out with him at his dorm while the other boys aren’t there, ur just wearing sweatpants and a tee because you’re not taking things too seriously, u just want to play video games and maybe watch a movie, u don’t think it’s going to be anything more.

but it can go one of two ways. the darkest route im imagining is that he drugs you… and takes advantage of you that way, manipulating your body to his liking and getting off on the fact that you can’t stop him..

the other way being that he simply comes onto you, saying he’s heard about how much of a slut you are from heeseung and jake and the others, that you’ve basically run through the whole group at this point, what’s one more? and maybe you’d laugh him off like okay, nice try, but he’s stronger than he looks and he wants you, or at least wants to have had you, so he’s keeping you in place with one hand cupping your core and the other wrapping around your neck. you’re paralyzed immediately, and he’ll mock you for that, saying oh, but i thought you don’t see me this way? why’re you getting so wet then? as he rubs his palm against your clothed cunt, squeezing around your neck with the other, hed crawl into your lap to straddle you, kissing and licking at your exposed skin, letting go of your neck to mark it up, drinking in the whimpers you let escape.

you’re not fighting him, but he wants you to, grinding on you and grabbing your neck again to choke you until you grab at his hands, nails digging into his forearms. “pretty thing, why’re you crying?” he’d ask, watching ur tears run down ur cheeks and growing harder when you gasp for air after having your throat constricted like that. he would just keep alternating between making you rut against his thigh and choking you out, until he notices the wet patch forming in ur grey sweats.

maybe if he’s feeling really evil, he’d just leave you like that, this time. waiting for you to message him again and ask him to come over now. when you finally do fuck, he’s fucking you like a feral animal, biting your neck and fucking you so fast and hard you see stars and he doesn’t care that you’ve cum, he doesn’t let up, just keeps going until you’re pushed into your second orgasm, and he’s pushed over the edge of his own.

- 🥟 anon

Okay, that "pretty thing, why're you crying?" just changed me as a person. I'm no longer who I was before, now I'm a pretty thing, and I want a smiling Jungwon choking me while saying that.

I'm sorry I always create a whole context but that part in which you mentioned that reader had already fucked the entire group 😭...

Jungwon was never into cute girls. Everyone thought he was into them because he's a calm boy and he's always smiling, also willing to interact in groups and take a lead when no one else wants, and even more, because he seemed to have a soft spot for pretty girls that asked him for favors. To be fair, even Jungwon thought that was his type, at least, until he met you.

You had been in his apartment more times than any other of his roommate's girlfriends, which always caught his attention because they never gave you a title. They would never address you as their girlfriend, or friend, you were just you.

"I know her name," Jungwon repeated when Heesung kept saying you're just you.

"Yeah well, then you should already understand who she is by this point." The older didn't move his fingers from the keyboard and continued with a curse when Jay did a wrong move. "I'm busy Jungwon, I don't know what you want me to say, if she's my girlfriend? She's not."

Jungwon left the room after shaking his head at the other's words.

If you weren't his girlfriend, or friend, and neither Jake's, who the hell were you and why were you at his place every fucking friday night?

There was no Saturday morning in which he hadn't met you there either, usually only covered with an oversized t-shirt and nothing under it.

Sometimes, when he left his room to go to the bathroom with his morning wood, he would see you eating cereal in front of the tv with a low volume. Sometimes, you would be making coffee, and you'd offer him some before lifting your hand to get his favorite cups and serve him before he could answer. Sometimes, and his least favorite times, you'd get out of the shower with the fresh aroma of his soap, making him gulp at the idea of you smelling like him.

It was his cereal, his cups, and his soap. You were nothing his, not his girlfriend, not his friend, nothing at all, yet it felt as if you completely owned him already.

Maybe that's why none of them could define you, because to start, none of them were able to own you either.

"Give me her number." Jungwon practically threw his bag over the table before he said the words that had been plaguing his head since you had left the last Saturday.

"Who... Oh no." Jay smiled when he understood who he meant to. Jungwon didn't have to say your name, his blush, his unsure eyes, that crumbled look everyone had when they asked for you had betrayed him. "Are you serious? You too?"

"I just have some class stuff I have to tell her, you know we share my advanced course and I've been having problems with some stuff, I-" Jungwon gulped, not being able to hide the uncertainty in his face that showed the world how he, for the first time, didn't know how to explain himself, and how that situation was eating him alive. "Just, please."

"Yeah whatever you say. I don't really care." Jay quickly sent him your contact, which showed exactly how he had you saved as.

It was your name, plain and direct, with a 3C next to it.

3C was his apartment.

It made him crazy, to be connected to you in so many ways, and at the same time be nothing.

He stared at his phone for many hours the next days, waiting for a real reason to text you.

Jungwon had never felt so nervous at the mere thought of texting someone. But again, he never had to talk to someone without a motive. If a girl approached him, he wouldn't have a problem keeping up with a conversation. If he sent the text first, it must've been because there was something they needed. With you, there was no easy opening, no "The professor sent this" because you were always on time for the one class you shared with him, or even a "Hey what's up. Want to hangout?" because what the hell did he care what were you up to when you already had more than enough company from his two (probably three) friends.

It bothered him. He shouldn't have stayed when you were home. From the first time he saw your bare legs and the border of your underwear when you reached for his stupid mugs, he knew he was fucked.

He was supposed to like cute girls, he had always thought they were the prettiest, and you were the furthest thing from cute he could ever think of. You didn't care to maintain a proper image in front of him, or his friends, you didn't even care to hide the fact that you were fucking two of his friends in the same apartment in different dates when even he was there. Your moans weren't cute, better described as whore-like. You sounded as if you were in a porn, and from the glimpse of what he had seen when he arrived earlier than usual one day, you acted like one too.

He can't erase the image of you on your knees being choked by Heesung while this one jerked his cock and left his cum all over your chest, or the picture of Jake quickly moving away from behind you when he entered the kitchen, you had stayed in your place with shaky legs and a line of your wetness dripping between your thighs, not caring that Jake was stuttering a panicked "were you here?".

You looked exhilarating, happy to be used that way, happy to be caught, and that kind of behavior was definitely not cute at all.

Where was your purity? Your shyness? The softness every girl should have?

When Jungwon had sex he enjoyed seeing the girls cover their faces, trying to contain their moans, closing their legs when Jungwon pushed them open. In your case, he was sure you would keep the eye contact until he had to apart his eyes first, you'd be as loud as you always were, and you'd be the one opening yourself for him to take you.

But why didn't you do it already? You had the time, the mornings when the other two were deep asleep after fucking or partying all night, the minutes in the kitchen when he waited for the kettle to whistle and you made him his coffee, the seconds when you crossed his side after getting out of the shower.

It burned him, like the boiling murky water in his cup, like the lingering steam of the hot shower you took, or the warmth your skin emanated when you grazed him and murmured a nonchalant good morning.

He hated coffee, he hated that you used all the hot water, and that he wanted you so much, he was starting to hate you too.

Jungwon stayed home that Friday. It was Sunoo's party and he'd probably hate him when he discovered that Heesung and Jake arrived without him, but he was just so exhausted, he needed some time alone, in what was supposed to be his home, without you around.

You'd probably be at the party too, he thought, and he didn't know what he would do if he saw you fooling around with Jake and Heesung, or even worse with Jay or Sunghoon's, if the rumors were true, would even Sunoo be involved with you?

He sighed. Sipping his hot chocolate and watching the tv screen in front of him, he decided that staying home in peace for once was be better than you fucking his head until you broke him in public.

The worst part, Jungwon doubted you'd care about the effect you had on him. It was pretty possible that you, like his friends, had noticed his eyes all over you already.

He couldn't do anything about it. His eyes followed you when he had you near, just like his thoughts when you weren't, and his hands over his length when you were moaning names that weren't his.

The knocking on the door distracted him from the memory of your voice repeating tons of pleases to the boy you were fucking in those moments. He felt relieved, at least he hadn't gotten as hard as usual, and he could unashamedly open the door.

When he saw you there, standing on your stupid sweat pants and a t-shirt, with no bra under it, totally waiting to fuck one of your boys (not him, at all) without any effort, he knew things would be different that Friday night.

[sseastar]

✑ ENHYPEN REACTION !

— THE ONE WITH THE SMALL THINGS THEY DO FOR YOU

pairing: enhypen ot7 x reader genre: fluff, established relationship warnings: none listen to: rager teenager! — troye sivan

희승 、LEE HEESEUNG !

putting socks on you

you’re the type of person to get cold very easily but won’t say anything about it. because of this, heeseung had grown accustomed to this characteristic as your relationship went on, but it wasn’t hard for him to notice if you were cold. even the slightest shiver from you or even one goosebump on your skin would make this boy drop absolutely everything to make sure you were comfortable. heeseung would scold you with a cute pout on his lips as he gently led you to a chair or the foot of your bed, his thumb running over the back of your palm with one hand and a pair of the many knitted socks he’s bought you in the other. you can only swoon as he maintains eye contact as he crouches down in front of you, insisting that you make sure you stay warm so that he doesn’t have to put socks on for you. nevertheless, the smile on his lips and the kiss he gives you afterwards tells you he doesn’t mind doing this for you one bit.

제이 、PARK JONGSONG !

packing up leftovers at restaurants

ever since you and jay became roommates (then eventually started dating), you had unofficially established a plan that whenever you ate out, you would purposely order more food than you could finish so that the two of you would have leftovers to eat. this plan has lasted for years now, but each time, jay doesn’t let you lift a finger when it comes to packing the leftovers away. the task isn’t even grueling, but he’s fully convinced that it is. he just wants to take care of you by letting you relax, allowing you to not worry about accidentally spilling any food or getting any sauce on your hands. it’s cute, really, because jay gets to sit back in silence as he packs the leftovers, allowing himself to enjoy the smile on your face or the laughs that erupt from your mouth when you’re out eating with your friends or the other boys. each time he wonders how lucky he was to find someone like you and each time he ends up almost spilling because he’s so enamored by you.

제이크 、SIM JAEYUN !

blows on your food

jake hates when he accidentally burns his tongue on his ramyeon or hot chocolate, but he hates it more when you do because he knows how much you enjoy eating, and burning your tongue incapacitates your taste buds for a few days. jake hates when you’re not able to enjoy the things you love so for you to be able to enjoy your meal, he would let his own food go cold so that you can eat or drink yours comfortably. he makes sure that either you blow on your food to cool it down or he does it himself. he’s said many times that it makes him happy to see heesung and jungwon running to the kitchen when he makes them ramyeon, and i have no doubt in my mind that he would make you as much ramyeon as you want. jake loves seeing his members enjoying the food he makes, but add his s/o in and it’s 100% better (would also definitely feed you while you’re studying or busy doing something else).

성훈 、PARK SUNGHOON !

untangling your headphones

ironically, you and sunghoon had actually met because you had both been at the skating rink on the same day. he had been out on the rink after his practice had ended, and you, although you were horrible on skates, had decided it would be a good idea to push yourself into the center of the ice…right where he was mid-spin. neither of you fell for each other (no that happened a few years into your friendship) but you had blatantly rammed your body into his, his arms quickly moving to steady you back onto the balls of your feet. the problem was that his earbud wire had gotten tangled up your hoodie string. now, five years into your friendship and two into your relationship, every time he sees the mangled mess of your headphones, sunghoon immediately plops down next to you and starts to work at the wires. a small grin is guaranteed to form on his face as he teases you, pretending that you purposely meant to skate your balance and run into him that day. because as much as he doesn’t want to admit it, the reason he had stayed so long that day even after his three-hour practice was because he had seen you.

선우 、KIM SUNOO !

doing your hair

would 100% love to do this (just compliment him for it though, don’t be like sunghoon lol !!). he already does this for the members so he would no doubt do your hair in a heartbeat if you ask him to. sunoo’s always got some form of skinship with you, and i feel like one very subtle one when you don’t want to be all couple-like is when he’s just playing with the ends of a lock of your hair, or if he’s feeling playful, he’ll ruffle it up just to fix it all over again. as much as him running his fingers through your hair maybe be soothing (and sleep-inducing) to you, it’s just as comforting to him because just the fact that you’re in his arms makes him wonder how lucky he was to have someone like you in his life. sunoo would always be looking up no hairstyles to try on you, and would always give his input and go to the salon with you if you ever wanted to get a haircut. this cutie would also most definitely keep a hair tie on his wrist for you!

정원 、YANG JUNGWON !

peeling fruit for you

because you had been friends long before you started dating, jungwon had known early on how much you like fruit, but also how much you hated cutting, peeling, or opening them. you always thought it was tedious and struggled to peel the skin without cutting too much of the meat off, so jungwon just wordlessly passes you a bowl of cut-up fruit whenever you’re sitting at his desk or table doing homework or laying on the floor playing with maeumi. he still gets shy doing it because you always try to feed him. you once handed him a bowl of peeled and cut persimmons when he was doing his homework and his heart burst when you told him this was your payment back for all the times he’s done it for you. he thanked you but then he saw the little fruit-patterned band-aid on your finger and scolded you, telling you that while he just fell more in love with you, he didn’t want you to get hurt. dropped a kiss on your finger then pulled you onto his lap to give you a big kiss on your cheek. he definitely doesn’t let you peel fruit after that.

니키 、NISHIMURA RIKI !

putting away your electronics

it’s not rare for you to fall asleep next to niki while he’s gaming on the couch and you’re working on something on your laptop with your headphones plugged in. it’s not rare for him either to feel your head drop onto his shoulder when it starts getting late (or rather, early). niki, just a teenager in love, moves immediately - but gently - to shut off the tv (even if he was in the middle of a round in smash or race in mariokart). niki closes your laptop after making sure your work is saved, unplugging his own laptop and phone from their chargers and yours in. he makes sure your alarm is on so you don’t sleep in too late, and carefully takes your earphones out. niki doesn’t know whether to move you to his bed or leave you on the couch but he decides to just sit and sleep next to you as to not wake you up. the next morning, jay walks out of his room to see both of you asleep with your head tucked into niki’s neck. niki is craned in the most uncomfortable position, but the way his arms are wrapped tightly around your body shows jay how much his younger brother really cares about you.

⌕. author’s note ; happy birthday to my ice prince and our precious maknae !! love you and best wishes to our talented hoon and riki <3

[enharcv]

by my side | lee heeseung

pairing ‣ roommate!fem reader x richboy!roommate heeseung

genre ‣ fluff fluff FLUFF

warnings ‣ mild cussing, LOTS of pet names from heeseung & quite cliche ig + a lot of dialogue ;) y/n also zones out ALOT in this soooo.. + not proofread!

a/n ‣ THIS IS. perhaps not my best work bc i was close to not writing this but i still did it anyway bc i really really liked the plot and the idea of it? i hope you guys still enjoy it though :D anddd the series is coming to end since jay is the only member left, i'm kinda bummed about it but it's just the starting of this blog :)) i will work hard and set out more work for you guys to read hehehhehehe! thank you (for 300+ notes on the other parts) so so much for giving support to my works :D ilu all hhhjehahehjhenf.

** !! there's an error i just found out which is heeseung's name typed wrongly as heesung in this fic, so i'll try to fix it as soon as i can!!

"morning miss y/n" 

you give your roommate a smile, as you take a seat at the dining table. a plate is placed before you, the aroma of the food makes your face glow earning a chuckle from heesung, as he takes a seat before you. 

"thank you for the meal mr. chef!" you grin at heesung, humming as you take a bite savoring the meal. 

"it's really good" 

"thank you, i did it myself" heesung replies to your compliment, a smile on his lips. 

"where's jay and the rest?" you ask, looking around finally noticing the house was quite silent for roommates that consisted of four men and you, a girl. 

"oh, jay left early saying he had plans im not sure why is that,  jake and sunghoon went out to hang out i think," heesung says before he takes a bite from his breakfast. 

"ah i see, so do you have any plans then hee?" 

"mmm, i don't think so maybe i'll go run errands later cause’ we ran out of a few things," he answers. 

"what about you, love?" 

you didn't know what was the reason for the smile that grew even wider on your face, and you didn't bother hiding it since heesung was too invested in his food where his gaze only lingered there. 

was it the nickname love or the fact heesung was interested in your day. it's clear as a day of your crush on him, ever since you started being friends with a while after your first occurrence with him. 

four a.m. in a convenience store buying ramyeon because you became hungry while working on a thesis based on a 100 paged doc in the second year of uni— & you still have nightmares about it. 

however that night was something you will never regret happening, perhaps the all-nighter was a good idea after all. 

you were looking through the row and you remember how happy you were upon seeing the only packet of your favorite ramen left. 

your happiness was short-lived when you felt another hand on top of yours. 

"i took it first"

"i took it first"

you both glanced at each other, eyes narrowed shooting draggers. 

you grip on the ramen tightens so does the stranger's, which lights up the rage in you. 

"i said to let go," you grunted, glaring staring at the stranger. 

"no you let go, i came and took it first" he replies, his grip on the ramen tightens even more. 

having enough of the stranger you put all of your strength in and pull the ramen, however to your absolute horror the ramen rips off and the uncooked noodle fell on the ground. 

so does the seasoning packet after a while, like a cherry on top!

silence falls over the both of you as you both stare at the ramen which could have bloomed into a beautiful masterpiece, sexy slick noodles slurped into your mouth having you hum (possibly moan too *not sexually, however) at how incredibly savory the taste could have been.

"why would you do that?" 

"are you seriously dumping the fault on me?" you scoff, annoyance laced in your voice when you look up at the stranger before you. 

"well, you were the one who gripped onto it and ripped it off? am i wrong?" he asks, arms crossed across his chest, scoffing as well with a annoyed expression. 

"you're acting like you didn't do it too?" you retort back. 

"you ripped it off though,"

"you didn't let go when i told you to,"

"you didn't too it's obviously your fault,"

"it's your fault,"

"no it's your fault,"

"it's your fault"

"it's your fault"

"it's your fault!"

"uhm, excuse me?" a voice interrupts the argument going on between you and the stranger. 

"i need to restock," the lady says which makes you look at the item she's holding in a box. 

SHIN RAMYEON. 

your eyes immediately go up to meet the stranger who's looking back at you with the same expression. the worker walks pass you and the stranger making you both wait at the side, in absolute shock. 

"were we too impatient?" he asks.

"yeah, definitely" you reply, a chuckle follows from the stranger making you laugh but immediately shutting up when the worker looks back at you both.

"by the way one of y'all gotta pay up for this," she says, pointing at the ramen on the floor before walking off. 

after debating on who was going to pay for the wasted ramyeon, which you both did over a ramyeon (date) meal in the store. 

through that, you both ended up exchanging numbers and learned each other’s names. over that ramyeon incident, you both became friends as well not long after.

now, how did you both become roommates?

well, you ended up finding out he majors in a medical field too, in the same university and in the same course as well. at first, you were extremely confused how you never noticed or knew him, turns out it's because he's quite kept to himself in his own friend group who consisted of the rest of your roommates jake, jay, and sunghoon.

but still, you were quite confused although after few days you both ended up seeing each other in class, started hanging out too. It was only natural you both became close from then on.

a few months later, you had to move out of your old apartment because the landlord sold the place to another person. you didn't know if you should blame your luck or your landlord but that left you with no other choice than to find a new place. It was then when you ranted about it to heesung and him being the generous person he is, he ended up offering you to become his roommate.

you hesitated at first although you both were close, but you agreed in the end when you came to know that heesung also shared the apartment with jay, jake and sunghoon when they also happened to have another vacant room for rent. that also leaded to you becoming the new addition to their friend group.

however moving in was the breaking point because your feelings grew rapidly as soon as you started getting even more comfortable living with heesung than you were before. 

all the things you both did together, the amount of time you spent together it almost felt like you were newlyweds but you both lived with three other men (who were almost like yours and heesung’s kids). 

but as much as you dreamt of being in a relationship with heesung you also knew it would never be mutual. heesung was way out of your league, to be honest. he could practically do anything and almost everything. heesung is every woman’s dream guy.

precisely, he's an ace. 

it doesn't exactly help that he's extremely good-looking too, you often found yourself staring at him, admiring his beauty a little too long too but you knew better than to be caught red-handed. you couldn’t give it away too easily after all your ego was too high to admit it anyway. It was pretty natural for any girl to catch feelings, heesung was also the ideal man of yours too.

"earth to y/n?" a hand is waved before you, bringing you back into reality.

"oh— oh my god" you gasp, blood rushing to your face when you realize you’ve been zoned out. “how long was i out for?" you ask, looking at him wide-eyed. heesung stifles a laugh, before putting down his utensils. 

"well, long enough for me to finish my meal." 

"you're lying, i zoned out when you had like three scoops of food left," you say, furrowing your eyebrows, trying to divert the topic to heesung so you can escape the embarassment.

"you were zoned out for three scoops of food worth of time then, y/n" he says, and flashes you a smie.

"that's so embarrassing" you say, the heat on your face still there. 

"so you're self-aware?" you stare right back at him, your jaw opened wide earning a loud laugh from heesung. 

"you're sick" you say shocked while watching how amused heesung was. 

"i was kidding," he says, his laughter dying down while you go back to finishing your food. "anyway, i asked if you have any plans today?" 

"oh, i don't know, I think i'll just spend the day finishing a few shows on netflix." you say, sighing at how boring it was about to get but on the brighter side, all you had to do today was to move your fingers to change episodes all while laying down on your bed.  

bed = closest to paradise

heesung hums in response before he gets up to put his plate and utensils in the sink. you quickly finish up your food and join him by the sink with your plate in your hand, a honey-like smile on your face. 

"what?" he asks and eyes you suspiciously at the way you were looking at him. 

"wash my plate too please, hee" you plead with a ‘cute’ voice (you assume) in hopes to get him wash your plate too. 

"mmmmmmmm why should i though?" he asks teasingly, chuckling when he sees you pout. 

"please heesung," flashing him a gummy smile this time he rolls his eyes before grabbing your plate and washing it too. you give him a backhug while laughing before you go back to the dining table to take a seat again. 

"you owe me one for this love," he says, wiping his hand when he’s done washing the dishes. 

"over washing one plate and two utesils hee? you're better than this come on, pretty boy." you say in a sassy tone earning a scoff from him. 

"why didn't you wash it then?" 

you go silent which makes you look up at him when you hear a small chuckle from him, "see?" he says, shrugging as he takes a seat from where he was seated before. 

"shut up" you say, rolling your eyes. 

just then heesung's phone starts ringging, he eyes the screen before picking it up. 

"oh, mom" 

heesung’s mom? that’s quite sudden.

invested in the sudden call, you stay silent and observe the conversation. it was really just a reason for you to stare at heesung as he speaks on the phone with his (**your possible mother-in-law) mother. 

"today? like later?" he asks, his voice all of a sudden a little louder, which earns your attention from zoning out. this zoning out habit seriously had to go.

what was today? later? no clue so you keep on listening to the conversation but you’re easily swayed away when his arms catch your attention. your mind is frenzy when you see the sleeve of his white shirt tighten around his bicep when he places his arm on the table. 

fucking hell, if possible you were mad grateful whoever came up with the idea of creating white t-shirts, thin material at it too was getting laid GOOD in the gates of heaven. 

because

lee heesung looked fine as FUCK in it.

"gazed out again? are you tired?" 

"huh?" you look up to heesung who was now clicking away on his phone, right— the call must have ended. 

"is it like a new hobby now, or do i catch your eye too much? you've been staring at me the whole day," heesung asks, smirking at you which makes him earn a scoff from you. 

"you're so full of yourself" 

"how do i not say that when you're checking me out at every chance you get y/n?" cockily speaking, he gets up from his seat while looking down at you.

"have a good look now love!" heesung twirls around and gives you a wink when he's done. 

"lee heesung!" you whine, hiding your face in embarrassment. "stop you're so annoying! i wasn’t staring at you!” you deny with all your might, begging at ths point he’d stop teasing you because you’re actually starting to look like a tomato. 

"whatever you say y/n, now since you owe me one go and get dressed fancy because we have plans" he says and walks off into his room leaving you confused.

you're still confused when you finish putting on your perfume before you take a step back and look at yourself in your stand-mirror. 

(quick a/n : i really wanted y/n to wear this fit a lot in my fics but i never found the best occasion so here u go ;) dw she looks mad fine!)

on a second thought maybe you looked the best tonight. 

and heesung confirmed it the moment you stepped out into the living room but you were too occupied with arranging the items in your purse while mumbling to yourself at how disorganized it was. 

while heesung on the other hand was starting to think if you looked this good everyday he might actually pass out as if you weren't already pretty on a daily basis because my guy was straight up shocked when he sees you with his jaw dropped on the floor.

you were THAT pretty.

white truly was your color. the white fabric against your skin it made you look like an angel who actually came down from heaven. what could beat a simple white dress that showed off your curves beautifully in a decent length which stopped right on your mid-thigh. 

he couldn't help but observe the other parts of you too, the way your curls were styled perfectly as it was draped down your back and the simple makeup you had on which yet managed to make you look so so beautiful.

heesung mentally thanks the deities that you chose to wear this cause you sure did look insanely pretty but at the same time he was quite worried that he might give away his fat ass crush on you tonight from how amazing you looked. 

yes! the lee heesung had a crush on you as well. it wasn’t too different from how you developed a crush on him too. heesung started catching feelings when you moved in and started spending more time together. although at first he tried denying the feelings in hopes he wouldn’t ruin the friendship between you both, heesung eventually came to terms that it sure was a crush. 

besides he fell for you way too hard, it’s unstopable now. heesung too thought he knew better than to ruin the friendship so he remained silent and secretive of his crush on you without knowing you too felt the same.

you both seemed to value the friendship too much to ruin it over mere feelings. or so the both of you thought? perhaps the universe held a different fate for the both of you tonight.

"heesung i can't find my—" you immediately pause because the view before was something you had only dreamed of seeing before. 

LEE HEESUNG. IN. A. TUX. 

WHATHECUCKSKAKWJENDN SISKSKKXJSNWWE HESBSO FUCKSISNDNDBSINSAJENWKWKWKDBHOW DOEKSNDNBDNE BE KOIAJANS SGODOSOSJS DHSOSJEBGAWFWGQJJWSJNDNDND GODKDKDKSJSJDDB WHY DOWS HE LOAJJSNENWA SO GSOAKSJDNDN. 

that's exactly what went inside your head at first when you looked at him. when he said dress fancy, you knew he was bound to show up in a tuxedo, but what you weren't expecting was him to look insanely handsome than what you expected. 

you certainly didn't expect the forehead reveal too. 

observing his tuxedo, your heart was literally about to burst the fuck out. he literally just had a damn tuxedo on, like it was all normal. a NORMAL TUXEDO, BUT WHY DID IT LOOK SO. GOOD. ON. HEESUNG. 

"oh" 

"oh"

"hee—"

"y/n—"

you both stop when you accidentally cut each other off. letting a small chuckle left his lips before he smiles at you and says, "go ahead first,"

"no it's fine, you go first"

“ladies first, love"

YOU LOOK SO GOOD CAN WE PLEASE KISS HEESUNG?

"i can't find my keys," you say. well, that sure was totally different from what you originally wanted to say.

"it's alright, i have mine. I'll be driving anyway" he answers and approaches you by the couch. 

"what did you want to say?" you ask, looking up at him as your heartbeat rate picks up again at heesung approaching you, when he takes off his blazer. 

DOES HE HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT HE’S DOING?????????

"help me out" he says, holding out a bow tie and a necktie in his hand and smiling at you slyly.  

"oh," you say glancing over to his collar seeing it unbuttoned so was the three others down which led down the valley on his chest. you look away flustered, grabbing the ties and observing it comparing which looked better on him.

“let’s go with the bow tie," you say handing him the other tie to hold. you pull the collar of his shirt upwards before putting the bow tie around his neck and tying it. 

while you were focused on it, heesung couldn’t help but grab the chance to observe you even more. your perfume catches his attention which makes him smile. you smelt quite good, heesung thinks you have a good taste for perfumes.

why did everything about you this evening made him so nervous and giddy?

"here you go," you say, patting the bow on him and giving him a smile. 

"oooooh you look very nice pretty boy" heesung finds himself flustered at the compliment but he keeps his cocky expression up before he gives you an annoying response. 

yeah, so that didn’t work.

heesung finds himself saying another thing from what he planned to say. 

"you look like the only one who's going to be having my attention tonight" 

the room goes silent when you stare wide-eyed up at the sudden compliment. nevertheless it still managed to make you blush and the butterflies in your tummy erupt while heesung silently cusses himself.

"oh, thank you," you say, a big smile grows on your face with your ears growing warm and the blood rushing up to your face. 

"here," heesung says to escape the tension in the room when he brings you to sit down on the couch. 

"hee, what are you doing?" you ask, confused as to why he got you to sit down. 

heesung kneels down and brings a box down onto his lap from next to you which you didn't realize. well, not when your whole attention was on the boy in front of you. 

heesung takes off the lid and then a few wraps which then reveals 

a pair of heels?

he takes one heels out and sets it down and then proceeds to pick up your feet. he slips your feet in and then puts on the strap, which he then also repeats for your other feet.

when he’s done, he looks up to meet your eyes which were looking down at him.

the one he sees the whole universe in when you're the happiest woman in the world.

he shoots his million-dollar smile at you before speaking up, "coincidentally you wore white today which is perfect because these heels are white too, so how is it? do you like it, love?" 

"did you buy these— for me?" you ask, and as predicted heesung nods. 

"what? why?" you ask confused. it wasn’t your birthday, you didn’t have anything up too so what was the sudden gift all about?

"because.." he trails off, "do i need to have a reason to buy a gift for my friend?" your heart clenches when you hear the word leave his mouth. 

right. a friend.

that's what you are to him, and you keep on forgetting it. you put on a smile which hid your disappointment you look at heesung. 

"i'll pay you back, these look really expensive i can't let you do that," you say and chuckle but heesung lips form a frown by your response. 

"it's a gift y/n, why would you pay me back? you know i hate it when you do that, im not letting you do that."

"hee—"

"it's a gift from me to you love, i bought it for you. so don't worry about it and wear it often, you look very beautiful in it," he says, complimenting you as he gets up. you sigh in defeat before you put your hand in heesung's hand which he held out for you.

"oh yeah, you never told me where we are going" you as trying to push the conversation before to the back of your mind.

stop worrying too much and just have fun tonight, y/n.

"my mom said she's having a small hi-tea party, for family and friends so she forced me to be there with a plus one," 

right, and heesung is insanely rich too. 

this man is a full package. once again, he isn’t every girl’s dream guy for no reason. 

"ah, so you're making me your victim?" you say teasingly which makes heesung laugh. 

"victim? you really have a way with your words y/n"

"isn't hi-tea held like in the evening or something?" 

"4 to 6 in the evening is the time," heesung says as he puts on his shoes. 

"what the fuck. didn't we just have breakfast just now?" you ask, thinking about how you just had breakfast an hour ago. 

"it's brunch for you because you woke up at 1 in the afternoon, it's three now almost four too" he replies which has you gasping when you check your phone. 

"time flew so fast today"

"no, you just have bad time management" you scoff at heesung before you both exit the apartment after double checking if you locked it because you're paranoid and you won’t leave heesung alone without being sure if you did lock it or not.

"hee?"

"mm?"

"do you have a feet fetish?"

"WHAT?"

"because i don't think I've ever mentioned my shoe size to you, and these heels fit perfectly so how did you get the size perfect?" 

"you think i have a feet fetish because of that? you're out of your mind!" 

"well, how'd you know then?" 

"i checked your shoes silly" 

"oh. so you do have a foot fetish?" 

"what the fuck y/n?"

"what are the chances you didn't smell my shoes when you were checking the size?"

"you're fucking insane, oh my god"

"chances are low but never zero, lee"

"Y/N!"

to be honest you were completely okay until you arrived at the venue and you started to feel nervous. heesung ends the engine and was about to exit before he takes a look at you, who didn't look too well and heesung being the gentleman he is, he immediately checks on you.

"y/n? is everything alright, you look so.." he trails off in a worried tone when you look at him. 

"im nervous, what if i fuck up?" you shriek, eyebrows furrowed as your mind starts making up negative scenarios. what if you trip and embarrass yourself and heesung or what if you bump into a waiter and accidentally cause a bunch of glasses to break?

"fuck up? what are you talking about?" heesung asks, confused at your reply. 

"like what if i don't fit in, like i know i don't— this isn't my cup of tea and all but like what if something i do actually like? oh my god what if—"

"y/n." you look at heesung. 

"you're not going to fuck up anything, i’ll be by your side. everything will be fine you really don't have to worry about not fitting in at all, it doesn't matter." 

"but—"

"no but's! i know you're nervous so that's why i'll hold your hand and stay by your side. everything will be fine, you don't have to worry love. i’m here, alright?" he assures you which you sigh at but trusting heesung you give him a small smile before he exits the car and opens your door to let you out. 

heesung takes your hand in his and intertwines the fingers which may or may have not made your heartbeat race. he locks the car and then you both make your way into the venue. making your way into the rooftop, you couldn't help but feel like you might pass out any moment. 

1) this was your first time at an extremely fancy place like this. being a middle-class lady all your life, it was pretty rare for you to end up at such events like this.

2) why were you so nervous as if you were going to meet heesung's mom and be like "yeah im dating your son ma'am, I'd like your blessings" 

you both enter the rooftop once the lift doors open and you both were immediately greeted by the commissionaires. you both give them a smile and then were ushered. your nervousness was once again noticed by heesung which resulted him to place his arm around your waist, catching you by surprise. 

this man was the death of you.

"oh my, heesung lee? is that you, dear?" a voice interrupts you both when you're finally by the reserved high-top table. 

"aunt leah?” heesung smiles pulling the older lady who seemed to be in her 40's into a hug.

"my goodness, it's been quite a very long time since we've last seen each other dear! you've grown to be a very dashing handsome man!" she compliments heesung as they pull away, her hand placed on his bicep as she speaks. 

"you’re right aunty it sure has been a while, how are you?" 

you didn't seem to be rude and interupt them so you turned around to observe the place. but your sight-seeing moment didn't last long until you were being mentioned. 

"so heesung who's this pretty young lady here?" you turn around like a deer caught in headlights but immediately flash her a smile as you join heesung by his side. 

"my my, heesung you sure have very good taste in women, she is a very beautiful woman!" heesung's aunt compliments you which you immediately thank her to but the main reason there was a big blush on your face was what she said to heesung. 

“you sure have a very good taste in women”

you look up to a flustered heesung as well who was chuckling at his aunt's statements. 

"well what are you waiting for? introduce me to her, i'd like to catch up with her, we have plenty to talk about," 

panic rises in you as you look at heesung, what the fuck was he going to say? well, of course, 'roommate' or friend right?

"aunt leah, this is y/n my girlfriend and y/n, this is aunt leah, my mother's right-hand woman," he says looking over at you which a quick press on your waist to bring you closer. 

this had to be the most insane day you ever had with your feelings going insane because of lee heesung. 

partly you were quite giddy and all 'knees weak’ because of what he introduced you as but at the same time being the overthinker you are, you knew he only said that because it would seem ridiculous to bring a 'roommate' or a ‘friend’ to such an event. 

so you ended up convincing yourself that it was just a lie, you didn't have to freak out and get your hopes up because of it. 

"hello aunty," you smile at his aunt and fall into her embrace when she pulls you into a hug. 

"hello dear it's very nice meeting you!" she says a small laugh follows by at how nervous you seemed. 

"you both ladies continue your conversation, i'll look for my mother," he says before excusing himself and leaving you with his aunt. you give heesung a nervous smile at him suddenly leaving you with his aunt alone but heesung gives you a thumbs and as smile.

“you’ll be fine!” he mouths at you before disseapearing into the crowd.

"i know you both aren't dating so you can drop the act," his aunt speaks up as soon as heesung is out of sight. you look up, eyes wide straight up just staring at her. 

"did i come off too rude dear? oh no, i apologize!" she says chuckling which makes you sigh of relief. you were absolutely shocked, to say the least, however, you still try denying it to save heesung’s lie from earlier.

"i’m sorry but what are you talking about, aunty?" you laugh nervous, taking a sip from the champagne and then letting out fits of light coughs. you weren't really much of a drinker, if it happned too it was rare, only on occasions. 

heesung's aunt however just raised her eyebrow at you.

“i know you’re lying, you’re not very much of a good liar are you?” she says making you laugh.

“i can’t really back that up anymore can i?

“not a chance, dear” you both erupt into laughter together and then shutting up when you both attract glances. 

"if you don't mind me asking, how did you even...?" you trail off. heesung’s aunt smiles at you before leaning in to whisper. 

"we aren't called the masters of gossip for no reason" laughing even more this time you both were told to keep it down when a few people stares at you both.

"that's— very speechless" you say, sighing from how much she's made you laugh that evening. 

"mhm but you really want to know how" she pauses to look around but sees no one taking interest in the conversation anymore between you two before she continues. 

"heesung being the only son of the lee's and if you didn't know or if heesung didn't mention to you, the lee's are what we call the superior in this community"

"so, like— the Crazy Rich Asians?" you ask, still confused but by the reaction you get from aunt leah you get your answer. 

"well, i guess you can say that? but no worries mrs.lee isn't like the nick's mother in the movie. mrs.lee is actually a sweetheart just like her son, and knowing her for years now she's like a sister i never had. once again, just like her son she's an absolute ace too" she says describing heesung's mom and you nod giving her a smile. 

“and if heesung did really had a girlfriend, word would go around pretty quickly. in fact you being his plus one tonight is already attracting alot of people’s interest in you. if you haven’t realised, you actually have competition” she says and points towards a group girls who were staring at you with jealousy in their gaze. looking back to aunt leah, you sigh.

"i haven't met his mother before, this is my first time actually, coming around to see heesung's family." you say.

"oh my, then you must be really special. i guess heesung likes you a lot then!" she gaps. 

"what? sorry aunty but— heesung doesn't like me like that even though he just straight up lied to you just now," you say laughing nervously once again as you explain to her. 

there's no way heesung likes you. of course you imagined it, had scenarios in your head all about it but there's absolutely no way. AT ALL. that he liked you back, even if it happened— no, it won't happen there shouldn't be 'if's'. 

but what were the possibilities? you're a pretty decent person. so what's wrong? 

what's wrong was you think you're not good enough for heesung, perhaps you'll never be because you think you're nothing compared to any of the girls in the room you were. you were just a half-broke med school student who really didn’t compare to the rest of the girls in this room. you’re not even on their level to begin with and like you said before, you pratically didn’t belong here.

heesung could have any girl he wanted so why would he want you?

"y/n dear?" 

"sorry i kind of spaced out, im sorry? what were you were saying again?" you say, snapping out of your thoughts quickly apologizing to aunt leah. 

"are you alright?"

"yeah yeah i am, don't worry about it aunty. you were saying?" you ask, feeling the heat rush to your face immediately of embarassment.

"i was saying heesung doesn't bring just anyone to see his family. heesung keeps his private life away from his studies or anywhere related to the life he's living, so you must be pretty special for him to bring you along. apart from his friends who i remember were jay, sunghoon and… jake!" she explains but you still weren't convinced. 

"i think he just really needed a plus one aunty, it's the weekend everyone is probably busy with their own thing and i happened to be free and all so..," you say and aunt leah wasn't having it. 

"you're denying it as if you like him, y/n." 

"wha— aunty what no? what are you talking about?" you stutter at first at the sudden question, but your answer and tone was more than enough for her to be sure of her suspicions. 

"so you do like him?" 

you stay silent for a moment, comprehending whether you should confess or just keep on denying it like you've been doing for the longest time. 

"your silence speaks loud enough.”

"anyone would see that he likes you from the way he looks at you dear, believe me- heesung likes you, if he brought you along to meet his family im pretty sure he wants to be serious with you. think about it, heesung looks at you like you’re the prettiest woman in his eye, which he isn’t wrong at. you’re a very beautiful woman." she says but you frown. 

even if he did you just couldn't find any logic reason or why he would like you? out of every other girl he could have had? why you? It isn’t a bad thing but you couldn't help but think that way given how he’s too perfect for you.

"but even if he did like me, why would it be me? it could be any other girl? there's so many other girls that are better than me- like those girls who are supposedly my ‘competition’ aunty." you ask, eyebrows furrowed and a frown on your face as you asked his aunt. 

"heesung will know the answer to that, but just trust me when i say he likes you. heesung may not be vocal about it but i know him like the back of my hand. after all, i was also the one that practically raised him, so go for it dear don't worry too much.you both will be fine!" 

you assumed she practically just asked you to ask heesung that? yeah no, that was definitely not happening. you weren't going to risk it all over something so stupid like your sily crush on him. 

again, like you've mentioned before. who wouldn't have a crush on him? after all, he's lee heesung. 

"am i interrupting you ladies?" a voice comes up from behind you which earns both of your attention. 

"nope! in-fact you're just in time, i was just done talking to your beautiful girlfriend" his aunt answers giving you a smirk at the mention of girlfriend. 

"i see, by the way aunt leah my mother is looking for you" heesung says, giving her his signature smile which made you heart flutter. he's so BEAUTIFUL it was totally hard to believe he was real and not a sculpture in a musuem. 

"is that so? alright, then i shall take departure then. it was a pleasure meeting you dear, i hope to you see you soon again, you too heesung" she says giving you both a smile before leaving.

"i hope she wasn't too much of a trouble?" heesung asks, moving over to in front of you as he grabs a glass of champagne from the waiter who passed by. 

"no, not really. she's a very nice lady, felt like we knew each other before this? she's very welcoming to say the least" you say, sighing which doesn't go unnoticed by heesung

"is everything alright love?" 

you look up at him, trying to not show it off too obviously that you're reading him. his eyebrows were furrowed, as if he was too concerned about you. the nickname makes you stomach do flips as usual, this is exactly why you keep on falling for him more and more. 

you have no self-control over your feelings anymore. 

"yes" 

"you're not, you seem too—" 

"hee im fine, don't worry about me. you should go have fun! like—" you pause looking around for an answer, stopping your gaze on a group of girls staring at the both of you, specifically heesung. 

"go talk to those girls! who knows you might finally get a girlfriend, if lucky you might get a good fuck too!" you say, chuckling but it doesn't seem to convince heesung. 

"no" 

"why not?" 

"because i want to be here with you. i'm not ditching you for some other girls like that y/n. i told you i’ll be by your side today,” he says and you pause. by pause, your heart actually paused and then started beating a little too fast to your liking. 

why does he keep on saying these things that make you feel like that? 

"you're not okay, do you want to go home? we can leave—" 

"no! no not yet, you're not having fun heesung. why are you worrying so much about me?" you ask, annoyance laced in your tone lightly when he remains stubborn and not listening to you. 

"you want me to have fun? okay then" he says, taking your wrist in his hand and he drags you towards the crowd in the middle of the place. 

"hee what are you doing?" 

"having fun" he places his hands around your waist which doesn't fail to make you get goosebumps and feel giddy. 

"not with me, i meant with those girls!" you say but heesung shuts you up by twirling you around which catches you by surprise, making you place your hands on his broad shoulders. part of you was actually glad he didn’t listen to you and go to those girls because then you’d be a jealous mess. 

"they're no fun, i like it better when i'm with you" he says grinning. 

you both just sway to the music letting everything just fall into place. you don't think much, just letting everything go by and happen as the song changes and you both watch the sunset.

"should we leave now? i have something to do" heesung says as he stops moving noticing it’s almost dusk when he checks his watch.

"okay" you say, not questioning what he had lined up. you just follow him, saying goodbyes to aunt leah and a few of his other relatives you didn’t know and pretty sure you won’t be seeing again anytime soon.

"i didn't get to see your mom" you say while you both walk to the car park. 

"that's for another time, i'm sure aunt leah tired you out despite you complimenting her— i know her like the back of my hand, i grew up by her."

"she said the same thing!" you shriek, earning a laugh from heesung. 

"i told you!" heesung opens the car door for you as you get in. 

"thank you, hee"

"you're welcome, my love"

the ride back wasn't too boring, you both shared a small conversation here and there. but when heesung pulls into the parking lot of a supermarket you're surprised. 

"huh? what are we doing there?" 

"we need to run errands, i told you this afternoon" he says, taking off his seatbelt and ending the engine. 

"no way, are you seriously going to walk in there dressed in a tuxedo hee?" you snicker, already imagining the way how red his face was going to be from embarrassment when he gets back. 

"not when you're coming with me too"

"what the fuck, no i'm not."

if not, why were you in the dairy section checking the milk carton's expiry date as you put it into the cart which heesung was pushing. 

"should we also get two packs of cheese, we run out of them pretty quick" heesung asks, picking them up and showing you. 

you just hum in response earning a sigh from heesung. 

"come on y/n, you can't be that mad. no one is even staring at us" he says and frowns. you continue to give him the cold shoulder as you walk away leaving heesung behind. 

"loveeee, y/nnnnnn, y/n?" heesung trails off behind you when you enter the snacks section. you take your favourite chips and heesung's putting them into the cart. 

"awe, you remembered mine" as soon as he says that you take it out of the cart which heesung stops you at with a frown on his face.

"okay fine i'll shut up" he says and sighs as he lets go when you put the chips back and then grab your other roommates favourite snacks too, putting it into the cart. 

you both went on, getting a few other items before heading to the cashier. things were going pretty smoothly until the cashier said something to heesung. 

"this isn't professional but can i have your number sir, I'd like to grab a coffee or meal with you if you don't mind?" 

your ears perk up at the question which makes you look straight at the cashier, shooting daggers at her. 

"are you blind or do you not see me with him?" you ask, your tone very— pissed off too. 

"oh, are you his girlfriend or something?" 

"or something? wow you really have the audacity to ask something like that? yes i'm his girlfriend, what about it? do you go around around everyone's boyfriends their number like this shamelessly?" you scoff, folding your arms questioning the cashier of her ridiculous action.

"i didn't know—" 

"you didn't know? i'm literally right next to my man?" you say and at this point you’re ready to throw hands but you were immediately interrupted by the store's manager you assumed by the looks of it. 

"excuse me, miss. is there a problem?" 

"yes. your 'worker' here doesn't seem to have professionalism and just asked my boyfriend for his number while i'm next to him. this is ridiculous and as if it can't get any worse she's extremely rude too?" 

heesung couldn't fight the growing smile on his face when you fought with the casier. the word 'my man and my boyfriend' leaving your mouth so naturally like that made his heart flutter.

he watches you as you file a complaint and pay before you both leave the store. he remains silent even when you both put the things into the car's boot. heesung couldn't wait to speak up about it in the car. 

as soon as you both got into the car, his smile finally turned into a smirk when he looked at you, leaning on the armrest. 

"what?" you glare at him, absolutely pissed not wanting to have anymore of whatever he was gonna make you do. 

speaking frankly, you weren't really that mad when heesung made you follow him into the supermarket although the stares from people were a little too obvious which heesung insisted they weren't 'staring'.

you were just teasing heesung when you gave him the so-called 'cold-shoulder' but what actually got you so pissed was when the cashier lady asked heesung out right when you were next to him. 

and by reflex you immediately called him your boyfriend and YOUR MAN. feeling flustered from knowing how cocky he was going to be about it, you prayed in hopes he wouldn't bring it up. 

however heesung being the little shit you knew, he immediately brought it up as soon as you both got into the car. 

"sooo my man? damn y/n i didn't know you had that in you." 

"shut up, i saved your ass back there" you say, whining as you cover your face from embarrassment. 

"or were you just jealous?" heesung smirks, leaning back as he watches you struggle to find words to say. 

"why should i be?!" 

"why did you fight her then? she asked for my number i could've gotten a date back there. and maybe like you said, back at the event earlier, i could’ve gotten a good fuck too." he says, shrugging his shoulders. 

how dumb is he? you were so obvious back there. 

"you cannot be serious, come on now heesung. i wasn’t thinking when i said that, it just came out in a flow hee." 

"what? you like me or something y/n? why are you acting like this then?" he asks, leaning forward this time making you hitch your breath as you freeze. you were starting to think he knew what exactly he was doing.

"what are you talking about heesung, stop playing around. it's not funny" you chuckle nervously, leaning back but heesung grabs your arm stopping you in place. 

"you're not denying it love." 

you stay silent, lost at words when heesung's eyes look at yours and then your lips. you knew this was it, if you don’t stop it there's no way you can save the friendship anymore. 

heesung had to stop teasing you like this if it was meaningless. 

"so what heesung? so what if i like you? you don't like me back so why the fuck does it matter? if you're so annoyed about what i did back there just go back and get her number back th—" 

your eyes widens when you feel heesung's lips on top of yours. the feeling was euphoric you couldn’t even think when you immediately caught onto the kiss and kissing him back. 

"you're insane if you still think i don't like you back y/n" heesung says when he pulls away, catching his breath from the kiss you both shared. 

"i truly didn't want to confess in a way like this love but you keep on putting me on the edge by doing things like this— how do you expect me to not fall for you even more when you called me 'your man' back there, that was so smooth. and it felt so right coming from you i can't imagine hearing it from anyone else,'' he says, chuckling when he sees your shocked expression. 

"i like you alot y/n and knowing you, you'll have a hard time processing what i’m about to say but still-. i hope you like me back too. well hopefully because if you don't i'm going to pass out from embarrassment and most probably never face you ever again, because i just ruined our friendship. i see you more than just a friend y/n, i see you as someone i want to experience love with. i want to love you y/n. and trust me when i say you're the most beautiful girl in the entire world. everytime you tell me to go be with other girls i refrain myself from saying you're the only girl i want to be with and just because i didn't want to ruin what we had. even if there were millions of other girls who'd want to be with me, i'll never find you in them. you're my y/n, you're my girl. i don't see myself having breakfast in the noon with any other girl other than you love, or go to the supermarket in the middle of the night all dressed fancy with anyone else because i’m pretty fucking sure that none of those girls from before would even be here doing this with me right now, in the middle of a supermarket’s parking lot, only you darling." 

"or fight over a packet of ramen in a convenience store and then debate who should pay over the ruined ramen y/n— in other words, you're the only girl i wish to be with. i like you alot, so that only leaves me with one more thing" heesung says, taking your hands in his as he rubs his thumb over your hand. 

"i want you to be my girlfriend, i promise to treat you better and more than you deserve, I'll make you the happiest girl in the world love, i give you my word." you were at an absolute loss of words, just tears streaming down your cheeks as you leaned into the back of his hand. 

"i hate you so much"— "i really hate you so much lee heesung" you say, sobbing even when you pull away. you were a mess and heesung seeing you like this isn’t a new sight to him.

"i really thought i never had a chance with you" you cry out, making heesung chuckle, but his chuckle makes you sob even more. 

"why are you laughing, it's not funny!" you whine, hitting his chest when he pulls you into a hug. 

"you're the cutest even when you're crying" 

"you're so annoying." heesung pulls you away from his hug and wipes off your tears before grabbing your face in his hands. 

"is it a yes or no?" he asks, staring into your eyes awaiting the answer that held the fate of your friendship tonight. 

"only a yes if i can kiss you again, hee" you say, grinning when you see heesung's lips grow into a smile again. 

"you'll never hear a no from me when it comes to you love" you lean in, wrapping your arms around his neck, lips molded into each other's as if it was missing puzzle pieces finally reunited.

"heesung's girlfriend, y/n? sounds so right" 

"you're so cliche" 

"only for you, of course!"

to say the least, after that, your relationship bloomed so much more beautifully, and it made you and heesung the happiest you both have ever been. who would've guessed a fight over a ramen could have led into something more. 

you also ended up meeting heesung's mum and got a blessing, she's very fond of you too. you certainly felt like a main character in your version of Crazy Rich Asians, with your very own nick who's Heesung Lee in your version.

read the rest of the series! : sunghoon (1), sunghoon (2), jake, jay

[littlefluu]

FEBRUARY 7, 2022 RECOMMENDATIONS

masterlist to all recommendations

➤ Section 2: enhypen

➤ Section 3: txt

☇ ANGST ☇

• champagne and sunshine | JAY PARK (enhypen's jay x reader, enhypen's jake x reader, so many clichés u will have brainrot, fluff, major angst, heartwrenching confessions | 14.1k )

• run | CHOI BEOMGYU (beomgyu x reader // angst, best friends to strangers // loosely based on the song run by LANY // 4K)

☇ FLUFF ☇

• HAVE IT BAD | LEE HEESUNG ( college!au, fem!reader | dinner with your friends ended up with Jay deciding to open his mouth and start up the last conversation you wanted to have | 1.0k )

• 11.11 | JAY PARK ★ just pure fluff I love it

☇ UNIVERSITY ☇

• THE BROTHERS BEST FRIEND TROPE | LEE HEESUNG ★ ( heesung x fade reader // severe angst, fluff and smut  //29K )

• BEHIND CLOSED DOORS | SIM JAKE ★ ( this is smut so don't read if you are a MINOR !! // Jake x fem!reader // Jake being Heesungs roommate with a quiet room in a party // 3,6K )

• MAKE YOU MINE | PARK SUNGHOON ( park jongseong (jay) x female reader // series, fluff, romance, angst & slightly suggestive, enemies to friends to lovers, slowburn, college!au, basketball player!jay, radio host!reader // 5+ Parts // ONGOING)

• NOT FOR SALE | LEE HEESUNG ★ ( Heeseung + Jay [ft. Sunghoon and Jake] //  uni exchange student! reader x uni student! HS x uni student! Jay // Genres: Fluff | Slice of Life | Comedy | Angst | Teenage Romance // 15 chapters )

☇ HIGHSCHOOL ☇

• real me real you | PARK SUNGHOON ( sunghoon x fem!reader ft. jay // highschool!au, fluff, comedy except i’m not funny, a bit of angst but it gets resolved, fake dating, love triangle au // 22k )

☇ BAD BOY ☇

• the hates everyone except you trope | PARK JAY  ★ (  badboy!jay x good girl! reader // smut, angst, fluff. // ca 28K)

☇ ROYAL ☇

• if it means a lot to you | PARK JAY (Prince!Jay x Maid!Reader | Royalty & Forbidden Love (is it a trope?!) AU; Angst & Fluff | 6,7K   )

☇ SOCIAL MEADIA AUS ☇

• MY (ACCIDENTAL) DEMON ROOMMATE | PARK SUNGHOON ★ (  demon!sunghoon x human!fem!reader //  college au, social media au with occasional written parts, modern supernatural (?) au, super fun //  27 + // ONGOING)

• ✰ 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐘 | SIM JAKE

( boy! jake x fem!reader // smau, humor at points, angst, fluff // 19+ Parts // ONGOING )

• Behind the scenes | PARK SUNGHOON ( strangers 2 enemies, enemies 2 friends, fluff, angst, crack/humor, one sided pinning, love triangle?? some established relationships // sunghoon x fem!reader, enha members, itzy members, stray kids member, txt member // 19+ Parts // ONGOING)

☇ FRIENDS TO LOVERS ☇

• then i’ll be yours | choi beomgyu (beomgyu x reader | fluff, angst, best friends to lovers | 2,6K+ words)

• Message in a Bottle | CHOI BEOMGUY ( Beomgyu x reader // SFW, non-idol AU, rock band AU, best friends to lovers, mentions of drinking, mild cursing, fluff, angst // 4,8K )

☇ FAKE DATING ☇

• “break your heart right back” | PARK JAY  (bestfriend!Jay x fem!reader |  college au (not really mentioned though), friends to lovers, fake dating and ungodly amounts of fluff (crack-ish?) | wc. 8k )

• strangers |choi yeonjun (college student!yeonjun × college student!reader (fem) | fluff, angst, mostly slice of life | 5.3k )

☇ REACTIONS ☇

• enhypen hyung line reaction to their s/o being a single mom

• Vampire enhypen! - Reaction to listening to their S/O’s heart beating faster because of them 

• enhypen as your boyfriend ~ hyung line

• enhypen hyung line when you sit on their lap while they're on the computer ( just a bunch of fluff, established relationship, whipped!enha | nspired by the tiktok trend where reader tries to sit on his lap while he’s on the computer or while he plays video games)

• enhypen reacting to someone spilling sm on their s/o (pop off show off Sunghoon hihi)

[exo-s-victory-lap]

I know we know next to nothing about heesung so far but this guys life is so tragic no wonder he wants to kill people. Like his dad's a serial killer who made him watch murder as a kid then once THAT guys out of his life he still can't breath cause people are literally stoning him in the woods for stuff his father did and then he tries to runaway and start again as a minimum wage retail worker which is somehow the height of his life and then his roommate tries to murder him in the woods for whatever pennies he's saved up and after all that he eventually finds a woman who actually likes him and he just wants to cook soup for his wife and daughter and sung nursery rythms or whatever but people who haven't seen him in two decades still hate him so much they start inventing crimes he didn't even do to pin on him like if I were him I would be hitting pedestrians with my car no wonder he's cracked.

[babysubinnie]

enhypen masterlist

f - fluff                 ✨- requested a - angst             🧩 - my favorites             e- emotional      

a/n:: all of this is my own work, that i wrote myself. if there’s any copies, reuploads, or that are copied on any other accounts other than this one, it is not mine.

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no one can replace you - lee heeseung (f,a) 

a year later after the roughest break up, a trip back home and still, the only boy you can pay attention to is heesung. but you’re not the only one that can’t stop paying attention even after the break up.

unspeakable tension - lee heeseung (f,a)

you never knew why you could never choreograph in the same room or clean enhypen’s dances, until now. heeseung and you were total opposites, putting you both in the same room? that’s like asking for trouble.

cause i’m off my face, in love with you - lee heeseung (f)🧩

coming to spend time with mingyu, dino, seungkwan and minghao was a regular friday at 2pm activity, so when the boy you let get away catches wind of the fact that you’re there every friday, the filming of your song is filmed on the same day just to get your attention.

excuses - park jeongseong // jay park (a)

reminiscing about first loves aren’t fun. don’t you agree? well it hurts a lot, until your first love really showed up. tell me, did you handle it well? no.

need saving? - park jeongseong // jay park (f)

suffering parties, suffering adults hooking you up with rich boys when everyone knows rich boys are not to be trusted. sounds like a job for the seven most mischievous boys, a little alcohol and a boy that wanted to save you from day one.

drunk speeches - park jeongseong // jay park (f)

you and jay have been roommates for a good three years. when you finally have a chance to confess to jay, it definitely doesn't go the way you want.

snowed in - shim jaeyun // jake shim (f,a)

jake pulls you off the road and onto a bus to god knows where, and when you arrive it’s hard to even stay calm.

room two and four - shim jaeyun // jake shim (f,a)

being park sunghoon’s girlfriend is the best thing you could ever ask for but all until jake, the unknown rugby player from australia decides to join the team and outshine the captain and had plans to steal the captain’s girlfriend.  

my disney prince - park sunghoon (f,e) 🧩

sunghoon has been your figure skating partner ever since you were kids. as he turns 18, he realized he wanted to be an idol, that meant he had to stop skating.

hallway kisses - park sunghoon (f)

everyone knows how sexy park sunghoon from enhypen is. but when he’s your brother’s best friend, it’s even harder not to fall in love with him even jake strictly told you to stay away. but in your books? stay away = kiss him.

tale as old as time - kim sunoo (a) 🧩

the prince of the south didn’t have a good reputation at all, well to you at least. you’ve met him a few times but never actually spoke to him so why did you hate him? little did you know, he had eyes on you.

playground - yang jungwon ft.txt (f)

being friends with tomorrow x together since pre-debut and watching them grow up was everything you’ve ever dreamed of. now they’re the sunbaenims, you start falling in love with their hoobae’s leader.

it’s always you - yang jungwon (f,e) 1 |  2 | 3

falling in love with someone that you can never confess to is the worst thing to experience, but watching him fall in love with someone else is much worse.

over his shoulder - nishimura riki // niki (f)

so many years of liking niki and the truth is finally out. the thing is, you didn’t know this was the way that you were going to tell him through your best friend, jay. not knowing that niki feels the exact same way as you.

[ah-ga-seven]

Till The End of Summer - Chapter 14 (The Finale)

>> series masterlist <<

Pairing: Choi Yeonjun x Reader

In a Nutshell: College!AU, Rich Kids, Friends to Lovers, Fuckboy athlete Yeonjun, Overprotective Best friend Soobin, contains all of TXT and other Idol cameos, Omnipresent perspective.

Synopsis: You and Yeonjun are caught up in a cat and mouse game because of unspoken feelings and endless pining for each others’ attention. With the summer break approaching and lots of college parties, will you finally get a chance to explore your feelings for each other; even though the world and Yeonjun’s reputation makes things complicated?

Word count: 12,3K

Idol Cameos: NCT Johnny, ITZY Ryujin, ATEEZ Wooyoung, Stray Kids Hyunjin, Enhyphen Sunghoon, Heesung and Jay.

Genre:  Fluff, SMUT, angst if you squint.

Warnings: explicit mature content, I put a bolded warning sign at the start and end of it so you can skip through if you want.

Month 1.

Yeonjun went back home to save the reputation of Choi Enterprises by dealing with Lita’s attempt to overthrow him and his mother.  

Apparently, she did a lot more than the things she was locked up for initially. 

Lita and her husband bribed members of the board, making promises they obviously couldn’t keep. “When we have the company, the world is yours” but those days never came. and the board members that were bribed were fired effective immediately.

Each and every one of them got disposed of, with their assets included like they were last weeks’ trash. And if that wasn’t enough, Lita’s unjustified psychosis stemmed from the fact that she used to sleep with Yeonjun’s father. Lita felt like she was entitled to the Choi’s fortunes because according to her; the only woman Daniel Choi ever loved, was her.  

The revelation had Yeonjun sick to his stomach as he sat next to his mother in court. Lita looked at him with pleading eyes, claiming to really love him as her own son before the judge announced her 15-year prison sentence for fraud, spying, embezzlement, and attempted murder.

Somehow Yeonjun felt nothing as he looked at her. He really didn’t. If anything, he was glad to close this chapter of his life for good, and look ahead of the road to recovering his soul.

You, on the other hand, were completely overwhelmed with your new surroundings. You threw yourself into your work to forget about your heartache and didn’t dare to talk to Yeonjun in case it’d open up your wounds again. It would cause for you to lose focus, and you simply couldn’t afford that distraction right now.

Month 2

The first month passed without any contact between the two of you, but that changed when you wished him a happy birthday. His heart thumped in his chest on his way to his 6th therapy session as he looked at your message. 

He was even more surprised to see that you sent him a cute card with a Polaroid picture of the two of you; all happy and smiley in the park.  

It was reassuring to him that you were still thinking of him, and that you hadn’t completely forgotten about him or moved on so easily, because lord knows he hadn’t.

When you asked him about Lita’s trial a few days after his birthday, you two started to slowly talk again from time to time. You’d check up on each other and made small talk, but it was nothing like it used to be.  

There was no depth, and the core of your conversations always had to do with how both of your studies were going, if you were taking care of yourselves or if you’ve had dinner already.  

You both figured it was for the better this way, otherwise your break up would have been for nothing if you didn’t use this time apart from each other to heal, especially since you promised to be better individually so you could be even better together.

If that was still what both of you wanted upon your return of course.

He missed you so much, and he was finding it incredibly hard not to check your socials at least once a day, especially when he realized how male-dominated your studies were at Brown.

Your Instagram feed and stories indicated that you were having the time of your life when you could. You were happy despite the crazy hours you spent in a lab with your research team. A team that quickly became your new group of friends at the University.  

There were 2 other guys and one other girl in your team. The girl’s name was Giselle, you seemed to be the closest to her out of all of them. One of the guys was named Chanhee who was quite obviously gay, therefore not a threat. But the second guy, Hwang Hyunjin… let's just say that Yeonjun wasn't a fan.

Month 3

Your almost daily texts and calls with your friends back home started to shift to communication on a weekly basis.  

It was hard to keep up with your friends back home while having to entertain a new friend group here, all while you spent hours upon hours in the lab, working on a possible treatment for neurological disorders.  

You knew that whatever you were getting yourself into with this exchange was going to be hard, but you didn’t imagine it to be this hard and frankly, you were feeling incredibly homesick by now.

You missed Soobin, the boys, Mia…Yeonjun. And one time when you came home at 10 PM after a long day that started at 8 AM; you broke down on the phone when Soobin called to check in on you.

He was so shocked at your tears that he was ready to jump on a plane, but you stopped him from doing so. Knowing that you needed to push through and confide in the friends you made, whom you’ve started to hang out with a lot more, especially with Hyunjin.  

He reminded you a lot of Soobin, the way he was gentle yet in for dumb shit matched well with your own personality, and hanging out with him felt liberating. He introduced you to his friends and spent time with you and your lab partner and roommate Giselle whenever he could, which made your time at Brown a lot more bearable than you had anticipated.

Yeonjun was slowly starting to enjoy life again. He caught up with his studies, kept going to therapy, had regular calls with his mother, and spent time with his friends whenever he could. He started to pick up his neglected hobby of dancing again, finding comfort in the art form with Wooyoung and his crew.

Month 4

Yeonjun’s mother sold Choi Enterprises. She was completely done with the company as it wasn’t hers to begin with. The stock prices had risen for the first time since Daniel’s death paired with the whole Lita ordeal, so she took the chance to get rid of her past with a simple transaction.

She consulted Yeonjun about selling the company and the house he grew up in, for which he agreed, glad that they could finally close that dark chapter of their lives while getting a fresh start with new surroundings.  

With all of this newly acquired money, she opened a new headquarters of her own luxury fashion brand, closer to Yeonjun; only an hour away to be exact.  

She was determined to be a better mother and get to know her son, and the only way to do so was by actually trying. He was happier now that the burden of having to take over Choi Enterprises one day fell off of his shoulders.  

For the first time in a long time, he held the reigns to his own future again and his mother assured him that she’d support whatever he wanted to do in life both mentally and financially.

From there on out things started to look up for them.  

They went on café dates every Sunday, and sometimes he’d visit her for an entire weekend where they would bond by cooking or shopping together. 

During one visit, Yeonjun helped her pick some pieces for Fashion week, which made her pleasantly surprised by Yeonjun’s out of the box and daring passion for fashion. She suggested he’d take a minor in fashion design next to his regular Business studies and after giving it a good thought, he did, enjoying it a little more than he thought he would.

Month 5

You were doing better too. The hard part of your research was over with, and you had a well-deserved break which you spent with Giselle, Chanhee, and Hyunjin. You decided on having a mini-vacation and go sightseeing, rent an Airbnb somewhere in the state, and just chill.

Everything was fine until the last night of your trip, where you got shitfaced drunk and ended up sleeping with Hyunjin.  

You were single, so there was no reason to feel guilty, especially since the last time you even talked to Yeonjun was over a month ago, yet you still did.  

Of course, you had to talk to Mia about it, who only told you to remember that when you’d return in a month; you’d probably never see Hyunjin again, and that was enough for you to start distancing yourself from him.

The guy obviously had feelings for you, and you felt bad for friend-zoning him after being intimate with him, but the fact of the matter was that you just didn’t feel the same way about him. None of it would matter in a few weeks anyway, because you’d be heading back home, to your friends...and to Yeonjun.

Month 6  

Brown had offered you to stay and finish your studies at their facilities but you kindly declined. The experience was great, but you couldn’t put yourself through one more year of this type of curriculum, and you desperately wanted to see your friends' faces again by going back to the place you’ve called home for the past three years.

To your new-found friends’ disappointment, you were getting ready to leave as the weeks passed, packing your things little by little and meeting up with all of the people you met one last time before parting ways for good.  

It felt bittersweet though. Not only did you learn a lot about neuroscience, but you learned a lot about yourself as well. You grew as a person, matured, and blossomed by being more independent. Not having Soobin or your other friends to fall back on really pushed you to become more self-dependent, which was one of the perks of being away from them for so long.

You respected yourself and put yourself first and promised that that’d be a piece of knowledge that you’d be taking back home too.

Now.

Yeonjun couldn’t believe half a year had passed already. But what he really couldn’t believe was that he’d be seeing you again tonight.  

He stood in your apartment with the guys and Mia, organizing your things and cleaning up the place for your surprise welcome home party. Being in there felt weird, almost foreign to be exact.

It’d been half a year since he stepped foot in here, and even though you were gone for so long, the place still smelled like you. If it wasn’t for the empty shelves, missing bedsheets, and plastic covers over your furniture; it’d almost seem like you never really left.

He opened your bedroom door to see Mia struggling to make your bed and chuckled lightly at the sight. He walked over to her, grabbing the other ends of the sheets to help her out.

Mia gave him a faint smile and stopped her movements for a second to look at Yeonjun. “Are you excited?” She asks with a big smile. Lord knows she was, her best friend was finally coming back but Yeonjun didn’t really know how to answer Mia’s question.

“More nervous than excited. We checked up on each other from time to time but it’s not like we really talked or anything.”

Mia pouted at Yeonjun’s insecure facial expression. One she hasn’t seen from him that often. Especially lately. Mia and Yeonjun have gotten a lot closer in the past six months, which was a nice change for the both of them.

“It’ll be fine. Don’t worry. You’re not the same Yeonjun you were six months ago. And that’s a good thing. She’ll appreciate the change.”

“Gee, thanks.” Yeonjun snickers as he throws a pillow at Mia’s head. It hit her straight in the face, messing up her hair which made both of them erupt in loud laughter.

“Asshole,” Mia says straightening out her hair.

“What’s going on here?” Soobin asks with a big smile on his face as he enters your room.

Soobin hasn’t been able to wipe that damn grin off of his face all day. He was so excited for you to come back and honestly the mood with the boys and with Mia has been amazing lately.  

“Yeonjun is back to his old ways,” Mia argues as she tries to throw the pillow back at him, but Yeonjun swiftly caught it, giggling to himself as he fixes it before putting it back on your bed, where it belongs.

“Well, quit messing around and hurry the fuck up, I’m picking her up in an hour.” Soobin says clapping his hands together to try and give orders, but neither Yeonjun nor Mia were phased by Soobin’s attempt to assert dominance. Both of them rolled their eyes before getting back to the task of making your bed.  

It was adorable how stressed yet giddy Soobin was to see you again. Everything had to be perfect before you arrived so he could relax and make sure you’ll be able to relax after your flight too.  

He ran around your apartment like a stressed mother; making sure the boys weren’t messing around too much so that everything planned out smoothly before the guests arrived.

Soobin waited for you patiently…at the wrong exit.

You immediately recognized his tall form when you were skimming the crowd, wondering why he wasn’t there yet, but when you saw his back facing the wrong arrival hall; you knew enough.  

It’s so Soobin of him to face the wrong way. You smile to yourself as it gave you the perfect opportunity to scare him.

You chuckle as you walk towards him while pulling your suitcase with you. He was concentrated on the people exiting the gates, hoping to see you and growing more and more restless as you didn’t show up, but little did he know, you were right behind him.

“Who are we waiting for?” You ask in a serious tone as you stood beside him with your arms crossed while following his gaze onto the crowd.

Soobin’s head snapped into your direction so fast you swore you heard a bone crack.  

His eyes widened before he smacked his bunny-like lips in confusion, looking you up and down before a huge smile crept upon his face that you could only mimic.  

“YOU’RE HERE!” Soobin shouts in shock, relief, and joy at the same time while pulling you in for a tight hug. He inhaled your scent while twirling you around, and all you could do was giggle as he smothered you in his hold.

God, you missed him, and judging from the way he wasn’t letting go of you, you could tell he missed you too.

“Ugh, I missed you so much. How was your flight? And look at you! Did you change up your hair? You look good, happy, healthy. Ugh.”  

You couldn’t even respond to anything he was saying as he wrapped you into his arms again. Normally you’d fight him for being so clingy, but this time you let him have his way for a few seconds…until it got hard to breathe.

“Soobin, I can’t breathe.” You protest softly as you tap his chest to let go which made him laugh in response, holding you at an arms-length. “Sorry y/n. I just…we’re never separating for that long ever again,” he says with a serious yet playful look on his face.

“Agreed.” you beam up at him as you link arms, walking towards the exit.

“Did you have a good flight?” he asks as he pets your hair, not believing that you were standing next to him right now.  

“Mmh, there was some turbulence so I couldn’t really rest. I can’t wait till I’m home again so I can sleep,” you mumble before you let out a yawn as you drag your feet on the tiled floor of the airport.

Soobin gulped. He didn’t know how you’d feel about the hoard of people in your apartment right now, all ready to celebrate your return when all you really wanted was to get some rest after your long travels.  

He felt guilty for a second but also knew that you’d probably forget all about your tiredness when you’ll see all of your friends again.

“Uhm, the car isn’t that far. Give me that,” he says as he takes your suitcase from your hold.

“Everyone quiet down! They’re coming up right now!” Taehyun announces while he cut the music.

Everyone frantically found a spot to hide. Some giggled as it got dark, some held on to each other cause they couldn’t see shit and some were nervous wrecks like Yeonjun.

You weren’t suspecting anything as you dragged your feet to your apartment. Soobin was acting weirder and weirder; fumbling with his keys, dropping shit, and constantly checking his phone, but you were too dense and tired to notice.

You struggle with your lock and let out a yawn. Soobin stood closely behind you, taking a deep breath as the door swung open.

Before you could even close the door behind you or find the light switch, all of the lights turned on in an instant, followed by a loud ‘SURPISE’ yelled out by at least two dozen people who were occupying your living space.

You flinch, your eyes nearly popping out of your skull and stumble backward, just so your back could hit Soobin’s tall form.

He laughed hysterically clapping his hands together like a seal, followed by everyone in the room.

“Oh my god.” Is the only thing that you were able to get out as you covered your face at the overwhelming sensation.

You didn’t even realize you had this many friends? I mean you knew all of them of course, but you didn’t comprehend the fact that they were all here to welcome you back.

The music turned back on and Mia was the first one to launch herself into your arms which had you immediately defrosting in her hold.

‘BITCH!!!” she yelped. “I MISSED YOU SO MUCH.”  

She clung onto you and twirled you around making the adrenaline and confusion in your body shift to pure happiness at seeing their faces again.

You can’t believe they did this, and suddenly you don’t feel tired anymore.

“Y/N!” Beomgyu squealed your name as he hugged you, followed by Taehyun and Hueningkai who all patiently waited until it was their turn to hug you.

You were so caught up in shock and bombarded with love, that you didn't have time to scan the room for other familiar faces. Instead, you just let them come to you one by one as you stood glued to the floor, smiling, hugging and chatting away with all of the people that seemed to have missed you so dearly.  

Yeonjun stood in the corner of your living room, watching the whole ordeal. A smile crept onto his face at how happy and healthy you looked. It’s almost as if he saw you for the first time again. Making him realize that love at first sight really was a thing…even in this form.

He took a sip of his drink, still watching you carefully until someone nudged his shoulder.

“Shouldn’t you go say hi to your girl?” The taller and older guy leaned against the wall next to Yeonjun after nudging him, making him look up at him.

“Hyung, I don’t even know what to say to her. She’s so happy right now, I don’t wanna ruin it.”

Johnny furrowed his eyebrows, cocking his head to the side. “You don’t think she’ll be happy to see you?”

“I don’t know anything right now.” Yeonjun sighed, watching you join Hueningkai and Beomgyu for a selfie with a big smile on your face. “When is the last time you two spoke?” Johnny asked, taking another sip of his drink.  

“Like two months ago.”

“Damn…”

“I know.”  

and just as the picture was taken, you spotted him across the room.  

Your eyes locked, making Yeonjun freeze in place. “Shit,” he gulps, downing his drink in one go to calm his nerves which made Johnny laugh at his antics.

“Relaaaax. Did you see her eyes light up just now? I think she missed you too,” he assures him, throwing an arm around his shoulder for comfort.

This seems odd? Doesn’t it? Yeonjun and Johnny being all friendly with each other.

During Yeonjun’s never-ending therapy sessions, the school’s counselor wanted to connect Yeonjun with someone with a similar background. You should’ve seen both of their faces when they met during a group session, but after realizing they had such corresponding backgrounds, you know; the neglected rich kid kind, they haven’t stopped talking to each other and oddly became very close friends.

It was nice for Yeonjun to have an older brother figure in his life since he’s the oldest in his own friend group, and it was even nicer for Johnny to find out that Yeonjun wasn’t such a big dick after all. Oh, and the part of having someone who gets his struggle was great too, even in the form of Choi Yeonjun.  

You couldn’t believe your eyes. You didn’t expect him to be here for some reason and the last thing you expected was seeing him with Johnny’s arm around his shoulder in a non-threatening way.

Mia chuckled as she followed your gaze. “Yeah…so, they started hanging out a few months ago.”

“How even?”  

“I don’t know maybe they started to bond over being your rejects,” Taehyun says making Mia and Beomgyu cackle with him, but you couldn’t quite see the humor in it. You had only returned to your friends for 5 whole minutes and they were already being annoying.  

Soobin noticed your slight annoyance and chuckled, rubbing your back in comfort as he was the only one to notice how nervous you really were to talk to him again after all this time. “Go talk to him, he’s just as nervous. Trust me.” Soobin says into your ear so only you could hear, and you give him a small nod in response. Smiling at the encouragement you so desperately needed.

You’re a bad bitch. You got this.  

You look at him once more as he talked to Johnny.

For some reason, his whole aura changed from the last time you saw him. His features matured a bit, he lost weight and he completely embraced having a mullet. Ok…hot.  

He was breathtaking. Even after all this time of being apart, he made you feel the exact same way and all it took to remind you of that feeling was one look from him.  

He decided to man up and make his way through the crowd to greet you, but you beat him to it as your legs automatically walked over to where he was standing.

Johnny sensed the sudden electricity in the air as you approached and decided to go in for the hug first to give Yeonjun some time to collect himself. “Y/n!” Johnny coed as he enveloped you into a big bear hug. “It’s so good to see you again. How are you? How was your exchange?”  

You’re snapped out of your trance, but you still feel Yeonjun’s eyes on you as you’re trapped in Johnny’s embrace. You collect yourself as you let go of him, trying to avoid Yeonjun’s gaze for now but it was almost impossible because of how close he was.  

“I’m good, it was good. A lot of sleepless nights but it was totally worth it.” You give him the quickest answer possible; you weren’t quite sure where to start the conversation with Yeonjun but the longer the two of you ignored each other, the weirder the tension between you two was getting.

He took a deep breath, giving you a warm smile before averting his attention to Johnny. He not so subtly told him to leave with his eyes, which made Johnny suavely exit the conversation by announcing that he needed a refill.

“Hey…” you start.

Yeonjun’s eyes glistened as he looked at you with adoration. “Hey.”

You looked good. Your skin had a healthy glow, and your new haircut was working wonders for your features. He was entranced by your beauty for a second before realizing his stare might be creeping you out, though you didn’t even notice, cause you were staring at him too.  

You were completely caught up in your own perception of time. Everything seemed to slow down now that you were looking into others eyes again after all this time and just as you were about to open your mouth to speak, some kid you didn’t know accidentally bumped into you roughly.  

The sudden impact made you lose balance as you jolted forward, straight into Yeonjun’s arms. Luckily, he swiftly caught and stabilized you.

He looked at you in shock, making sure you were okay as he grabbed your shoulders before turning his attention to the random kid who somehow got an invite to be at your welcome home party, in your house, without you even knowing who he is.

He quickly apologized, but you feared for what was about to happen. The Yeonjun you left 6 months ago was a dick and a hothead, he’d make the kid regret running into you like that but to your surprise Yeonjun straightened out the freshman’s clothes and gave him a small side smile.  

“Be careful kid, we just got her back,” he says in neutral yet friendly tone.

That’s it? No threatening glare? No sarcasm?

He seemed to notice your dumbfounded facial expression and chuckled. “Anger management classes,” he explains with playfulness evident in his voice.

“You’re kidding?” you scoff in amusement.

“Nope. I’ve turned into a complete softie, just for you.”  

You teasingly shove his shoulder and laugh loudly. The sound made Yeonjun’s heart flutter as he watched your face contort into pure joy and cuteness. He felt the sudden urge to squish your cheeks together and litter your face with kisses but he withheld himself from doing so, and reciprocated your giggles with the sound of his own laugh as he raked his hand through his long locks.

This small moment of flirty teasing made the both of you realize just how much you had missed each other as you were quick to jump back in your old ways.

You both should’ve known that worrying about any awkwardness between you two was stupid. After all, you were friends before you even started dating; and luckily that dynamic returned quickly because he was just as big of a casual flirter as you were.

Suddenly it felt like you were starting all over again with him, it felt like the first time you tried to connect with him on that damn picnic that started the timeline of your relationship.

Somehow the universe granted you the opportunity to hit the reset button and do things right this time, and you couldn’t be happier now that you realize how stupid it was to worry about the inseverable connection you two seemed to have to each other.

Even after all these months and all those miles of distance, Yeonjun still felt like home.  

He gave you a shy smile, realizing you were staring at him with hearts in your eyes while you expectantly gazed into his dark orbs.

His eyes weren’t hollow anymore, for the first time in ages his happiness felt genuine and you couldn’t wait for him to tell you all about it.

“How about we…ditch your party for a bit and go take a walk,” Yeonjun suggests, giving you a hopeful yet mischievous look as he held out his hand for you.

You boldly lace your fingers through his and lead him out of your apartment without a second thought, ignoring stares from literally everyone.

Oh my god, history really was repeating itself. Your mind flashes back to the walk you took with him that night at Johnny’s party; you lead him out of Johnny’s kitchen the exact same way right after the fight you had with an overprotective Soobin about trying to date Yeonjun.

You got Yeonjun a little flustered, which is a first, but he was happy with your directness. He couldn’t wait to be alone with you in a more private setting and if that meant leaving your own party, then so be it.  

Fresh air hits your lungs as the chilly spring night welcomes you outside. Your apartment was way too crowded and way too hot which made you sigh contently as the cold wind created goosebumps on your skin.

Yeonjun looked at you and stopped in his tracks while diverting his gaze at your still intertwined fingers.

You look back at him, confused as to why he stopped walking, but before you could ask questions; he pulled you towards him, trapping you into his strong arms. One of his hands made its way to the nape of your neck to slowly pat your hair as he leaned his chin on the top of your head.

You just let it happen, wrapping your arms around his torso while burying your face in the crook of his neck. The familiar scent of soap mixed with his expensive Chanel Bleu cologne hit your nostrils and the butterflies in your tummy start to flutter again after being on rest for six months.

Whole. That’s how you feel in the moment.

“You have no idea how much I missed you.” You mumble into the hug, not wanting to look up at him out of fear that he might not have felt the same, but by the way he was holding you right now, you should know better. The insecurity of not being good enough still had its ways of fucking with your mind, even though you had no reason to be.

Yeonjun opened his eyes at your confession, not being able to hide how happy he was to hear that his feelings were mutual. He hid his grin by burying his face into your hair again as he giggled before pulling back slightly to see your face. You were trying incredibly hard to hide the heat that had risen to your cheeks but it was to no avail as Yeonjun mumbled something about how cute you were right now.

He was so worried you didn’t feel the same. He was convinced you forgot all about him at Brown. Your Instagram stories were filled with the countless parties you went to, the new people you met accompanied with the fact that your posts were littered with suggestive comments from guys he could only assume you met over there.

Yeonjun’s biggest fear relating to your return was that you utilized those six months away from him to move on, but as selfish as it sounds; he was so incredibly glad that you hadn’t.  

“Look at me.” He tried to cup your face but you didn’t let him, giggling into his chest as you protested.

The two of you must look absolutely pathetic to bystanders right now. You were completely stuck in your own world, acting like high school kids who were brand new to love, but somehow that’s exactly what you were.  

He chuckled lowly, as you tightened the hold you had on his waist. “Ah, whyyy…Look at me, come on.”

You do as you’re told, and when you look up you are greeted by the most beautiful smile you’ve seen in your life, making your breath hitch in your throat at how boyish yet manly he looked just now.

“Ok, I’m looking. Now what?” You challenge as you take a hold of his wrists as he cupped your face.

He didn’t know if he’d move too fast if he kissed your lips right now, so he decided against it while giving you a sweet kiss on your forehead instead.

“I just wanted to see your pretty face up close again. Instagram doesn’t do you justice, angel.”

“Oh, shut up.” You giggle, rolling your eyes as you push yourself out of his hold. You hate to admit it, but the little pet name made your heart skip a beat. You pretend to run from him, but he snatched you back in no time by tugging at your elbow with laughs and giggles. You give in and link arms with him as you resumed your walk through your neighborhood and look up at him to check if he was really here with you right now.

This whole thing just felt too good to be true. Here you thought he’d moved on from your relationship, but the confirmation that he hadn’t was nice, to say the least.

He looked down as he felt your eyes on him and smiles at you before looking at the path ahead of him.

“What?” he asks with an amused tone, but you just shake your head in response.

“You seem different.”  

“How different?”

“Like you aren’t carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders anymore type of different.”

He nodded understandingly and stopped in his tracks to look into your eyes again. His hands traveled down to yours, lacing your fingers together once more before he sighed, tucking a stray piece of your hair behind your ear for you.

You gave him an expecting look, squeezing the hand that was still intertwined with yours to assure him of the fact that you’re listening, which earned you a small smile.

“It’s cause I’m not. While you were changing the lives of others with your research, I was changing my own. At first, I thought the whole therapy thing was a hoax. I didn’t understand why talking to some stranger would fix me, but it helped me come to terms with a lot. I learned about acceptance and moving forward. And I learned that in order to be able to love someone in a healthy manner, I’d have to love myself first. You know…on a deeper level than just my handsome face” he jokes trying to lift some weight off of his words.

You roll your eyes, but secretly love his arrogance, making a low chuckle escape from your lips before you return to seriousness again.

“I’m so proud of you.” you say, and you mean it. You’re amazed at how clear his mind seemed to be. It’d usually take Yeonjun a good minute to collect his thoughts before he could talk about how he felt with you, but right now it came out so naturally, it was almost odd.

He gave you a weak side smile, making eye contact once again. “I’m nowhere near the finish line though. I can’t promise you that I’ll never fuck up again because I’m learning as I go, but what I can promise you, is that my heart and my feelings for you are unchanged. I haven’t stopped thinking of you, not once. The thought of being with you again was my driving force and I need you to know that.”

He caressed your cheek while you let his words sink in and suddenly you feel tears prickle your eyes.  

You were at a loss for words, completely lovestruck by his incredibly sweet and wise confession.

You hold onto his wrist for leverage, your breathing turned shaky and uneven as a tear escaped your eyes.

Here you thought he had completely moved on from your relationship. But god, you were so wrong, and you couldn’t be any happier.

“I promised myself to never make you cry again,” he joked lightheartedly as he wiped another tear away from your cheek, making you sniff in response, wiping them away with your sleeve quickly.  “They’re happy tears.”  

He looked into your eyes again, searching for answers and maybe even permission. He wanted to take things slow; give you time to reflect and time to adjust to being back home, but he simply couldn’t help himself.

When you leaned into his touch, he knew you basically gave him an okay to proceed.

He inched his face dangerously close to yours, lightly brushing his plump lips against yours. His hesitation made you smile, so you pull him down to your level by the back of his neck as you initiated the kiss.

He froze for a second at your dominance but quickly relaxed in your touch soon after he realized that you seemed to want this just as much as he did.

Kissing him was like muscle memory. It felt natural and blissful and suddenly you find yourself wondering about how you were able to live without this feeling of pure euphoria for over six months.

His love was like a drug, and all it took was one kiss to break your sobriety.

He pulled back, quickly assessing his surroundings before he realized the two of you were basically making out in the middle of the street.

He pulled you into an alleyway and pushed you against the wall of a random apartment building, his hands holding on to each side of your face delicately yet roughly as he kissed you with so much fervor, it almost made you dizzy.  

“You really had me thinking I lost you forever,” he mumbles as his lips disconnected from yours.

You weren’t given the change to respond as his lips found their way to the soft spot in your neck. He still remembered every sensitive inch of your skin and used it against you all too willingly; wrapping his hands around your throat as he kissed and licked a pattern from your jaw to your neck.  

A breathy moan left your lips as he started to suck possessive marks onto your neck and you instinctively wrap your arms around his waist, letting him do as he pleases, too entranced by the delicious feeling. You jumped up and he caught you by hooking his arms under your thighs, stabilizing you against the wall as you kept making out.

You giggled at his eagerness, a little flustered at the fact that you were in public; even though it was nighttime while being in a neglected alley; it still felt wrong.

He smirked against your neck when he felt you hesitate, and placed a soft yet wet kiss on your lips before letting go of you. He made sure you landed back on the ground safely, straightening out your clothes for you. “Maybe we should head back,” he says with a dark gaze, acting as if he didn’t just litter your neck with marks and bruises. He licked his pouty lips in amusement at the sight of what he had just done to you, knowing all too well that people would be able to see what happened while the two of you were gone.

You playfully shoved him aside, completely oblivious to how bad it really was but when you stepped into the elevator and saw your own reflection you gasped and shot Yeonjun a look of pure panic and distress. “YEONJUN!” you gasp loudly. “You can’t be fucking serious.”

“I’m sorry I just…couldn’t help myself.” he licked his lips again, cockiness emitting from his entire being. He inched closer to you to give you an innocent kiss on the top of your head and pulled the hair tie out of your hair, making your hair fall past your shoulders to cover the hickeys.

“This’ll do.”

“Oh my god, I hate you.”

He scoffed, casually smacking your ass in response.  

On the remaining way back to your apartment you were constantly fixing your clothes and hair, trying to let it nonchalantly fall to the front but you knew it looked rather ridiculous.

You had hoped your friends were too intoxicated to notice but when you stepped foot in your apartment with Yeonjun closely trailing behind you, all eyes were on you again.

How long were you two gone for? 10, maybe 20 minutes?

“Hyung.” Taehyun grabbed Yeonjun by his collar, turning him around which made Yeonjun frown at the younger one.

“For fucks sake.” Taehyun sighs dramatically, wiping something pink from the corner of Yeonjun’s mouth with his index finger.  

…it was your fucking lipgloss.

Yeonjun’s ears turned a bright red as he started to chuckle nervously. “Now I lost the fucking bet with Hueningkai. I thought it’d take at least a week before you two would start simping over each other again, it hasn’t even been an hour….AND OUTSIDE?” Taehyun sucks his teeth as a sign of disapproval, looking you up and down before his eyes lingered on your neck. “Animals. That’s it. That’s the description.”

“Pay up, loser. I told you.” Hueningkai cackles as he throws his arms around both Taehyun and Yeonjun’s shoulders.

“Y’all made a bet? An actual bet on our relationship?” you ask in pure disbelief. It was so like them to turn your emotional turmoil into their own amusement, but you couldn’t really be mad at them.

Your friends know the two of you better than anyone and probably saw this coming way before you did.

“Venmo me later.” Taehyun mumbles to Hueningkai in defeat while walking off, and you can’t help but chuckle at the irony of it all.  

All of these months left in pure insecurity about your relationship with Yeonjun. Nights of pondering about your future, worrying if he had moved on or not. It was all for nothing

Yeonjun and you move like magnets, and no course of time could really drive you apart because when you’re reunited, you will always find your way back to each other. Always.

He looked at you a little dreamily, it still wasn’t sinking in that you were back. For good. And all his.

He snaked his arm around your waist as he stood behind you, resting his head on your shoulder as you told your friends all about your adventures.

He was clingy, you were clingy and neither of you was hiding it for anyone. You’ve had your fair share of secrets with Yeonjun and you were more than glad that those times were over with.

At around 4 AM most people left, and you were left alone with the boys, Ryujin and Mia.

You were on the couch, perfectly comfortable on Yeonjun’s lap as you leaned into his chest. One hand was rubbing your back in up and down motions while the other had found its way under your shirt and onto your waist. His cold fingertips grazed over your bare skin and suddenly it was way too hard to stay awake.

The chatter of your friends became background noise as your eyelids grew heavy. But you were shortly awakened out of your slumber as you felt Yeonjuns lips on your temple.  

“You must be so tired after that flight and this whole circus,” he whispered with an empathetic pout, yet all you could do was nod as a response.

He chuckled at your cuteness and fixed a piece of your hair, kissing your forehead again before you buried your face in the crook of his neck.

“It’s funny how nothing has changed, yet everything is different,” Beomgyu says as he stares at you and Yeonjun with a loving smile.

Beomgyu might be a little shit with a smart mouth, but he cares for his friends. Seeing the two of you be so content in each other's presence made love emit from his pupils. Even though Yeonjun had been doing so much better the best couple of months, nothing compares to the pure happiness and giddiness that Gyu was seeing from him now, and that was all because you were together again.

Beomgyu wasn’t the only one to notice, because it was literally all of them, and especially Soobin.

Soobin who literally rebelled against any type of relationship between you and Yeonjun was smiling at the sight of you in his arms fondly. His two best friends finally found solace in each other after all the shit that both of you had been through together, and it made him sentimental.

A year had passed since the two of you started dating unofficially, though this was the first time in that whole year that Soobin was completely okay with it.

You were long gone and off into dreamland by now as Yeonjun looked at you with a small smile on his lips, but when he looked up to check why everyone had stopped talking, he was met with six pairs of twinkling eyes on him.

His pupils darted back and forth between them in genuine confusion. “Why? What’s wrong.”

“Nothing’s wrong.” Soobin sighed contently. “For once, nothing is wrong.” he says as he leans forward to hug Mia from behind who was sitting between his legs on the floor.

Taehyun chuckled at Soobin’s dramatic statement and Hueningkai hummed in agreement.  

“Not to get all simpy or anything, but with her being back it feels like our little dysfunctional family is whole again.” Beomgyu mumbles as he let his head drop onto Ryujin’s shoulder.

“Let’s try to be less dysfunctional,” Hueningkai says with determination.  

“We can be less dysfunctional if you can clean up after yourselves and fold your own damn laundry so I don’t have to start a fight with you every 5 seconds,” Taehyun argues as he throws a pillow at Hueningkai's face. Making him laugh as he got in in the face with full force.

“Why can’t we just…have one peaceful moment…just one.” Soobin says rubbing his forehead in agony.

Yeonjun chuckled at the banter of his little brothers and looked back at you. “I don’t know guys, maybe that’s our charm,” he says leaving all of them in pure confusion as they looked at him for clarification.

“What do you mean by that.” Mia questions as she raises a brow at him.

“We’ll literally walk through fire to be there for each other, right? We go through things individually but will never fail to be there for each other in times of need, and I think we need to embrace our worst mistakes and arguments so we can grow from them. After all we’ve been through, I know we’ll be together forever. So, I say cheers to being dysfunctional,” He says with a proud smile, picking up his drink from the side table to raise it up in the air for a collective moment of cheers.

Dumbfounded by Yeonjun’s odd display of maturity and wise words, they all comply, raising their glasses in the air followed by a loud cheer to being “dysfunctional.”

The sudden loudness of their voices woke you up, completely out of it and sleep drunk; you lift your head from Yeonjun’s chest, squinting your eyes at your friends as you rub the sleep out of your eyes.

“Did I miss anything?” you say, your voice laced with sleep and confusion.

They all burst out into laughter at your current state paired with your obliviousness and messy bed hair.

“Nah, just six months of incompleteness,”  Yeonjun says as he pecks your lips.

Mia stayed over that night and helped you unpack and clean your whole apartment the next day, which you were super grateful for but...you’d be lying if you said you didn’t wish Yeonjun would’ve stayed the night.

The fact of the matter is that you haven’t had time for a serious talk with him yet, because you know, tongue punching each other was of higher priority than hashing things out with actual words. Which meant you hadn’t really talked about your relationship status or how things will be moving forward.

“The last game of the season is tonight. Are you going?” Mia asked as she plops down on your couch with you.

“The last one? Already?”

“Yeah we’re gonna go celebrate after.”

“Even if they lose?”

“Girl, you know they don’t lose.”  

You roll your eyes and laugh at Mia’s overconfidence in her boyfriends’ team. You were about to give her a definite answer before your phone started buzzing.

[Yeonjun, 12.44 PM]: Hi baby.

[Yeonjun, 12.45 PM]: Is it ok if I come over? I’ll bring us coffees from that café you love so much. 😌

[Y/N, 12.45 PM]: Yesss please 🥺

You giddily smile at your phone, wanting to squeal with excitement but you hold it in and Mia seems to notice. “Oh god, is it him?”

“Yeah, so.” you glare at her with playful intent “Let me be happy. He’s changed so drastically; I almost couldn’t believe that last night’s Yeonjun was the Yeonjun I left six months ago.”

“Yeah, he’s been working super hard to change and the whole thing with his mom helped too.”

“His mom? What do you mean?” You ask in genuine confusion, Mia bit her lip as she furiously shook her head. “Listen, I’m never, ever going to meddle in your relationship ever again. When he gets here, I’m sure he’ll tell you all about it.”

You chuckle, nodding in agreement until your attention is averted to your phone again as it buzzes in your lap once more.

[Hyunjin, 12.46 PM]: Hey sweetheart, did you have a good flight?  

Oh….

Your eyes shoot to Mia’s in panic and she frowns, taking your phone out of your hold to read the message.

“Oh my god…is this your little slip-up?” she asks with disgust evident on her features.

“What do you mean slip up? I am a single woman,” you argue, but Mia wasn’t having it.

“AM?”

“WAS? GIRL, I DON’T KNOW. It was a fling, nothing more.”

“Flings don’t call you sweetheart and ask you how your flight was.” Mia says squinting her eyes at you.

“Mia…”

She sighed, visibly irritated with how naïve you were being, but you couldn’t have known that you’d fall back into Yeonjun’s arms that fast, and it’s not like you ever dated Hyunjin. He was just a friend…who you’ve slept with once.  

“Listen, girl. I love you...but after everything Yeonjun has put himself through to be a better man for you, you better ghost this motherfucker right now or else.”

“Jeez, I will. It’s not like I like the guy. And since when are you team Yeonjun?”

She relaxed at your statement, slouching back into the couch. “A lot has changed y/n. He was a good friend to me when you weren’t here, that’s all.”

You nod understandingly, realizing that Yeonjun and yourself have a lot to talk about; maybe even more than you had hoped for now that Hyunjin reminded you of his existence with a mere text message.

Mia left soon after, wanting to give Yeonjun and yourself some privacy for when he got here, which wasn’t long after she left.

You opened the door for him, and he smiled at you. He was wearing a black beanie, an oversized black t-shirt, and those damned gray sweatpants of his that you love so much. Your heart did a thing at the sight and he quickly kissed your cheek before he rushed his way into your living room, trying to find a place to set down the coffee cups that were burning his fingertips at the touch.

“Careful.” You mumble as you watch him struggle. When he put the coffees down on your salon table, he quickly made his way to you again to properly kiss you this time.

He cupped your face, pulling you into him as he started to steal chaste kisses from your lips. You giggled into the kisses as you tried to untangle yourself from him, slapping his chest playfully to shoo him away.

He let go with a smile, taking your hand to lead you to your couch. You could tell by his whole body language and the way he skipped through your apartment that he was happier than ever.

You hoped you wouldn’t ruin that happiness by telling him about Hyunjin, but it shouldn’t matter because he didn’t matter. You only wanted to tell him just so you weren’t keeping any secrets anymore; cause god knows how that went the last time.  

“How’d you sleep?” he asks you as he hands you your coffee. You happily take it from him and keep your eyes on him as you take a sip. “Fine, it was weird being in my own bed again, I missed it though.”

“Yeah? Anything else you missed?” his gaze was piercing into you as he took a sip of his Americano, fully aware that he was fishing for an ego boost.

“Theres this guy I kinda missed, I guess his name is Yeonjun.” You shrug as you take another sip; your flirty playfulness is one of the things that he loved about you, it kept things spicy.

“Oh him? He wanted me to tell you that he kinda missed you too,” he says with an amused glimmer in his eyes.

You chuckle. “Good.”

Suddenly the two of you fell quiet, but it wasn’t an awkward quietness; it was more of a realization that your endless flirting had to turn into somewhat of a serious conversation.

“Yeonjun…”

“Hmm?” his eyes softened at the way you called his name, he set his coffee aside turning to you completely to show you that he was listening attentively.

You sigh, not knowing what else to say other than the following. “I love you and I want to be with you.”

His eyes grow in size, a little shook by your directness but he composed himself as he fixed his posture quickly. “Why do I feel a ‘but’ coming?”

“I mean it, but I need to be honest with you too,”

“About what?”

“While I was at Brown, I kind of…flirted off and on with one of my lab partners and well…I slept with him…once. I swear it was only once and I-” he cut you off by raising his hand so you’d stop your nervous rambling and sighed. He knew exactly who you were talking about, because he had seen that motherfucker all over Instagram and had honestly seen this confession coming from miles away. 

He was glad you told him though, cause he'd feel worse if you tried to hide it from him.

Though you didn’t post about him, Hyunjin did post about you, and basically tagged you in all of his Insta stories or group pictures. Yeonjun shamelessly cyberstalked the guy. It wasn’t one of his proudest moments, but he had to just to stay sane.  

“Baby, we were broken up. You don’t have to justify what you did or didn’t do at that time. It’s not like I expected you to turn into a nun.”  

You raise your brows in surprise at his mature response. “You’re not mad?”

“No. As long as it’s over with.”

“It is, I promise.”  

“Good,” he sucked his teeth as he watched you. “Also, it’s not like anyone can fuck you as well as I can,” he states with a devious smirk as he pulled you close, making you gulp in response to his choice of words.

He chuckles at how easily intimidated you were by him and takes the opportunity to tease you.  

“Did he?”  

“N-no.” you stutter, innocently staring up at him. “He didn’t”

“Good girl.” He says, biting his lip while letting his thumb ghost over your lower lip.

His choice of words made your stomach turn but you knew better than to let lust get the best of you once again.

“Yeonjun…” you breathe his name like a warning, trying to avert the tension. “We…we need to talk.”

“We can talk.” He shrugs, pulling your legs towards him aggressively so you’d slide down. Your back was now on the couch as he parted your legs, settling himself in between them before hovering over you to kiss over the bruises he left last night. “After I give you a little reminder.” He smiles against your skin, pulling your shirt over your bra so he could kiss a trail down to your belly button.

“God I missed you,” he says digging his nails into your waist. "So fucking much."

(Warning: heavy smut ahead!)

Your mind goes into overdrive as he unties the tie to your sweatpants, and as he does so you stare at the outline that had formed in his own.

He didn’t waste any time, pulling down the waistband of your joggers with one swift motion while you helped him by lifting your hips off the couch.

He discarded of your clothes faster than your mind could comprehend but then you noticed that he was fully clothed, when the only thing you were wearing by now were your panties.

You pouted, pulling at his waistband but he grabbed your wrist, pinning your hands above your head so he could look at you, beautiful, bare, and all his.  

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful.” His lips found their way to the sensitive nub of your breast as he eagerly licked and sucked on it while his fingers found their way onto your still clothed heat.

He rubbed his middle and index finger over your clit, making you moan at the sudden stimulation.

He pulled away, making his way down to your core as he littered your inner thigh with more and more hickeys.

You were eagerly moving your hips by now, trying to get him to kiss you where you wanted him most, but he was taking his sweet time and you were losing your patience.

“Y-Yeonjun…” you moan his name. He finally rewards you by pulling your panties aside. Licking his lips at your glistening arousal, ready to feast on you as if it was the last meal he’d ever have.

“Fuck.” He says with admiration to no one in particular, placing a soft kiss on your pussy before he started to slowly kitten-lick your sensitive nub. He lowly hummed in approval at the taste of you and fastened his pace slowly.

You gasped, arching your back to give him better access as he started to eat you out like you’ve never experienced in your life.

His skill was baffling, he had your brain melting and legs shaking while he struggled to keep you still.

“Ah…” you arch your back once more, trying to get away from the overstimulation but he held you down with his strong arms.

“Who are you running from baby, stay still.” He ordered with a low voice before getting back to business, and with ten more seconds, he had you cumming in his mouth as the vibration of his low hums drove you over the edge. You cover your own mouth to muffle your loud cries, but he pulled your hands away from your face, wanting to hear you fall apart for him.

“That’s it baby.” he mused in approval, finishing you off with one last lick before he came back up to assess your fucked out state. “So fucking good for me.”  

Your chest was heaving up and down rapidly as you were trying to catch your breath. Once again you lost to the charms of Choi Yeonjun, but he was nowhere near done with you.

He quickly got rid of his own clothes and pumped himself a few times while looking straight into your eyes.

This man is a god, and he knew it.

His mischief returned when he realized you were watching him. “I think I got you wet enough, right baby?”

You almost forgot about his grit, your mouth salivating at the sight. Any slick you could build with him was a gift, because the last thing you wanted was for him to start a fire down there, cause that’s just how big he was.

You sit up which surprised him, but when you spit in your hand and pumped him a few times to slick him up some more he chuckled lowly as he realized what you were doing. He moaned in the form of a sharp exhale as your pace fastened, but he didn’t let you take control just yet.

“Scared?” he teased, keeping his eyes on you as you twisted your wrist a little more.

“No.” you huff.

“Then turn around.”  

You comply without a thought. You were both sitting up on your knees while your back leaned against his chest. You threw your head back and he kissed your forehead sweetly. guiding himself into you while his other hand held onto your waist to stabilize you against him.

You curse at the stretch, digging your nails into his thighs for leverage as he fills you up.

You both moan as your walls clenched around him. His arms snaked around you from behind as he took a hold of your neck, pinching down on the veins on each side of your throat as he slammed his hips into you continuously with long and deep strokes.

The choking sensation made everything so much more intense, especially when the fingers of his other hand started to rub circles on your still abused clit.

Your eyes rolled back as your vision got blurry, tears prickling your eyes at how good you were being wrecked right now.

He let go of your neck, putting his hand on the small of your back to push you down on the couch so your ass was up, and your face was down.

He started to pound into you mercilessly, his rhythm and pace perfectly alternating as he grabbed a fistful of your hair. “You’re mine,” he grunted as he felt himself getting closer and closer by the physical stimulation of your tightness and the mental stimulation of your moans and mewls.

It didn’t take long before you both reached your highs as he was prone boning you into heaven.

Your orgasm washes over you, and right after you came, he reached his own high.  

He pulled out right before he busted, releasing himself onto your back with a loud growl.  

Your eyes flutter closed; way too fucked out to function as you catch your breath. You feel his weight move off of you to grab one of the napkins on your side table that came with the coffees, and wiped his cum off of you with a cocky smile on his face.

You built up the energy to look back at him, and when your eyes meet all you can do is giggle with him at how ridiculous you two are.

“So…I guess now we can talk,” he says with a smirk.

- end of smut -

Once you fully recovered from having your back blown out…quite literally. You came out of your bedroom after a quick change of clothes.

You walk into your living room while you pull a clean shirt over your head.

 Yeonjun was still on your couch, watching you with a big boyish smile on his face as his gaze followed you.

“All good?” he asks, opening his arms for you. You nod in response, excitedly making your way into his arms. He moved you on top of him so you were on his lap and kissed your cheek sweetly.

“Where do we even start.” You think out loud as you start playing with Yeonjun’s hair. He threw his head back in solace, letting you massage his scalp softly.

You chuckle at his reaction, stopping your actions which made him lift his head up immediately, giving you a kittenish angry face. “Why’d you stop.”

“Because it’s been an hour since you got here and all we do is dance around the subject,” you say as you move off of him. You turn sideways, leaning against the armrest of your couch while you drape your legs over his lap and sigh.

After deciding that Yeonjun would go first, he told you everything. From the progress he has made with his therapist to the baffling information of his mother selling Choi Enterprises and moving closer to the Uni for him. He told you about their relationship and his interest in the fashion industry. He’s been spending time with his friends in the dance studio again after years of neglecting his hobby and his grades are improving drastically compared to last year too.

He’s been doing well both mentally and socially. Even though he still has his bad days, he’s a lot happier than he was before. You listened attentively asking questions and making sure you understood every detail to your best ability.

When it was your turn to start talking, you realize just how sadistic your exchange was now that you’re explaining the details out loud. You told him about the crazy schedules, spending days from 8 am to 10 pm in the lab, neglecting your health just to forget about your heartache. You were being brutally honest, and you saw Yeonjun’s jaw clench at the revelation.  

If he knew you were having such a hard time, he would’ve contacted you more, but you explained to him how the experience made you stronger, harder and less of a cry baby.  

You spoke about your new gained independence and soon realized that, where Yeonjun needed emotional cradling, you needed to be hit with the real world without the safety net that your friends and parents always provided for you.

The two of you had been talking for over two hours, and finally came to the inevitable question.

“So…what does that make us.” You sigh as you played with his fingers.  

“Really, the ‘what are we’ question?” he chuckled, watching you play with the ring on his index finger.

“Well. Do you have an answer?” you mumble, letting go of his hand.

“I’m yours,” he says, putting his hand on your thigh while his other hand tugged on your chin to make you look up at him.

Your eyes grew in size, swallowing harshly when his fingers moved from your chin to caress your cheek. “And I don’t want to take things slow anymore, I love you too much to relive the dating phase."

“Me too,” you agree with determination. He smirked contently, leaning into you to feverishly kiss you on the lips.

“You know what that was?” He asks as he pulls away with his face still in close proximity.

“What?” you question with a giggle.

“Our first kiss as boyfriend and girlfriend.”  

You slap his chest, bursting into laughter at his cheesiness. The sound of your laughs and giggles filled the room as he started to kiss you all over your face and neck, leaving you breathless and ticklish at his touch

“I love you, Choi Yeonjun, but I think you have an important basketball game to get to.”

Of course they won.  

Yeonjun made the winning point which meant he had something to brag about all night.

You were at a local diner with all of the boys, their teammates, and respective girlfriends or boyfriends. Drinking, talking, and overall having a good time.

When Mia, Ryujin, Soobin, Taehyun, Beomgyu and Hueningkai heard the news about your new relationship status, they basically congratulated you as if you announced that you were getting married.  

The whole thing was just way too funny, and Yeonjun dragged you around all night to introduce you to everyone.  

The freshman on the team were so confused when Yeonjun introduced you as his girlfriend because they had never heard of or seen you before.  

“Hyung, Imma be honest with you, I kinda thought you were gay.” Sunghoon admits as he apologetically scratched the back of his head.

“…S-same” Heesung states, looking at you both with apologetic eyes as well.

Yeonjun looked at them a little funny as he burst into laughter, pulling you closer to him. “Why?”  

“Because well, we haven’t seen you with a girl all year, and with the way you look, I don’t know. 1+1 was gay I guess.” Jay, another freshman explained their point of view a little further, which had you cackling at the situation.

“Oh my god, so you little shits were the ones spreading rumors about me and Wooyoung!?”  

“N-no! NO!” The kids protested, but Yeonjun was already playfully grabbing them by their collars to scold them.

You laughed at the whole ordeal, love emitting from your eyes as you watched Yeonjun be in his popular guy element again.

You zoned out for a bit, absentmindedly listening to how Beomgyu and Hueningkai were telling a story about that one time they took Yeonjun’s car for a joyride in the middle of the night without his permission.  

Yeonjun noticed your mental absence, wrapping an arm around your shoulder to pull you into his chest, softly kissing your temple.

“What’s wrong?”  

You shake your head, sentiment getting the better of you. This is the most complete you’ve felt in a while.

You kissed him with fervor, your hands lacing through his dark locks before you pulled away to place a small kiss on the corner of his mouth.

“I’m just really happy right now,” you say as you smile at each other lovingly.

1 year later.

Graduation was around the corner.

It was insane how fast time flew. You celebrated your first-year anniversary with Yeonjun the night before and were now laying in his bed the next morning, slowly waking up just to feel the soreness of what he did to you last night.

You groaned in agony at the bright light, even after all this time; you still weren’t a morning person.

You noticed how Yeonjun was missing from the bed, so you got up to look for him. Putting on his large shirt to cover yourself as you made your way to the boys’ living room.

Soobin was on the couch with Taehyun and Hueningkai looking you up and down with disapproval.

“Jesus. Did you get hit by a truck in there?” Taehyun asks as he clicked his tongue.

“Shut up smart-ass. Where’s Yeonjun?”  

Taehyun chuckled, being completely used to your grumpiness in the morning by now. If Yeonjun wasn’t staying at your place, you were staying at theirs; so they were more accustomed to having you around like this.  

“He said he had to run a quick errand; he’ll be back soon,” Soobin replies with light amusement in his eyes at how roughed up you looked.

“Hey, next time…be a little more quiet.” Beomgyu tells you as he walked out of the kitchen and into the living room.  

“My room is next to Yeonjun’s you know.”

“Oh shut up hyung, I hear you and Ryujin almost every night,” Hueningkai says rolling his eyes, which made you crack your first smile of the day.

“Oh nooo, not my pure baby Hueningie” Soobin pouted as he trapped Kai in between his legs for a hug.

“Hyung, you’re gonna have to let go soon. Literally. When you guys graduate you don’t get to live here and baby me anymore.” Hueningkai protests as he tries to push Soobin off of him.

Soobin pouted, making you immediately feel bad for him. 

When Yeonjun and Soobin would move out, Jay and Heesung would move in, which meant that Beomgyu, Taehyun, and Hueningkai had to hold down the fort as seniors for one more year until they graduated, and the thought alone made Soobin feel uneasy.

Soobin and Mia were officially moving in together after graduation. They had planned their whole futures together and both had job offers in the city from their internships.

“I’ll still come over…every…weekend. You know, just to make sure.”

You drift off into thought, realizing how Yeonjun and yourself have been living your lives in the moment without concrete plans for the future together.

Since your apartment was off-campus you still got to live there after graduation. You had gotten an amazing job offer because of your research at Brown, which had major corporations battle it out with outrageous contracts, salaries, and promises to your favor so your options were most definitely open.

Your future looked bright, as did Yeonjun’s who’d be working as a Creative Director for his mothers’ luxury brand...but how did you two miss the mark on planning a future together?

Were you that caught up in your own world to realize that adult decisions had to be made soon?

Yeonjun walked in, interrupting your thoughts. “Oh, hey guys.”

He set his keys on the kitchen counter, giving you a funny look. “I texted you to get ready.”

“Oh..shit, I didn’t check my phone, Sorry. Give me 20 minutes.”

You didn’t question why he wanted you to get ready, he’d probably take you out for breakfast or some shit, so you weren’t suspecting anything, but Yeonjun could sense that something was off about you.

During the car ride to your unknown destination, he looked at you as you stared out of the window. You were lost in deep thought about the whole graduation thing and didn’t even notice how the houses on the streets were starting to get ridiculously big as you drove further and further into a random neighborhood

He grabbed your hand, kissing the inside of your palm while rubbing those comforting circles into your skin.

“What’s wrong?” he asks, trying to look at the road while also looking at you from time to time.

“I’m just…worried about life after graduation. I don’t like change.”

Yeonjun raised his brows in surprise, a soft smile tugging at his lips as he turned the corner into a brand-new built street filled with massive villas.

The neighborhood looked peaceful, not too flashy and private. Maybe even a little too perfect to be real.

He pulled up to a random house, parking his car on the driveway. The confusion was evident on your face as he opened the door for you, reaching out to take your hand.

He helped you out of the car and you give him a look, chuckling at his awkwardness. “Uh…are we here to see someone?”

He sighed, back hugging you and leaning his head on your shoulder as the both of you looked up at the house.

“What do you think of this place?”

“It’s…beautiful. But I don’t really get why we’re here.” You giggle as you feel him kiss your neck and you turn around to face him, trying to find answers in his eyes.

“If you want…we can stay here.” He bit his lip nervously. “You know, after graduation.”

“W-what? I’m confused. Like Till The End of Summer?”

He shook his head, laughing once again while snaking his arms around your waist at your innocence and obliviousness. “You’re so cute,” he muses, pulling out a set of keys from his pocket and suddenly realization hit you as pure shock takes over your features.  

He bought the fucking house.  

He couldn’t help but laugh at your shocked Pikachu face. He had been planning this behind your back for so long and it was incredibly hard to keep this a secret, especially since literally everyone knew about it but you.  

You didn’t know what to do or say, completely frozen and shocked as you look at the house with big watery eyes.  

He pulled you in for a deep and passionate kiss, giving you the keys to the front door with a big smile.  

“Till the End of Our Lives.”  

Bonus Chapter 15

[engenuity]

i dreamt of reading a jasuke prompt in tumblr and the things I remember about that prompt was

 jasuke are roommates

sunghoon and jay i think are besties for so long and sunghoon definitely has a crush on jay but he doesn’t EVER wanna confess so he pretends that he’s highkey crushing on heesung

so jake watches the whole painful pining happening

jake decides to help sunghoon and jay to pull their feelings together but ended up catching feelings for them too

that’s it i have forgotten the rest

but it was so fun to dream of reading hAKDHSDBGvgs

[thebluedaisy]

@thosewhowearmasks said:

“Is that so?” Heesung asked, smiling softly and raising an eyebrow. He’d been telling a story about an old roommate, and certainly hadn’t meant to make the other feel like he had to go on the defensive. But he couldn’t say he wasn’t intrigued. “What sort of pick-up lines do you have, then?”

Kyung didn’t really know why he went on the defensive. He had no reason to, really. But then again, he often got on the defenisve when he didn’t really need to. “Good ones,” he said with a scoff, trying to mask that he couldn’t actually think of one on the spot. 

[thosewhowearmasks]

“Their pick-up line wasn’t as good as any of mine, I’m just saying.” - Kyung

Friends or More? Sentence StartersAttn: @thebluedaisy

“Is that so?” Heesung asked, smiling softly and raising an eyebrow. He’d been telling a story about an old roommate, and certainly hadn’t meant to make the other feel like he had to go on the defensive. But he couldn’t say he wasn’t intrigued. “What sort of pick-up lines do you have, then?”