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hoonatic · 5 months ago

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emergency contact | park sunghoon x reader

prompt: weeks after your breakup, sunghoon finds out that he’s still your emergency contact. pairing: non-idol sunghoon x implied female reader genre: angst with hopeful/happy? ending; second chance romance??; exes to lovers??? word count: 2800 note: i’ve had a cute fic idea that i wanted to write forever…but this is not it. the sad demons have visited me once again. hope y’all enjoy nevertheless and any feedback is much appreciated <3

sunghoon was miserable.

it had been three weeks, five days, two hours, and thirty-two minutes since the two of you had gone no contact.

he wished he could say he was happy to be single, that he was no longer “locked down” and “whipped” as his friends had always called him. but the so-called “freedom” felt like hell since it meant losing you.

at first, he kept telling himself that time would heal the pain. “it’s natural,” he had repeated like a mantra, “she was your best friend and lover for years.” but no, this heartbreak was inhumane. his desire to see you, apologize endlessly, and spend days holding you until you could feel every ounce of his love was gnawing at his soul. if anything, it got worse by the minute.

he had tried so hard to balance work and the rest of his life, using the excuse several times that he was securing this future for your shared life with him. that one day, you’d be able to reap the rewards of his efforts and live comfortably together without stress.

but what was the use of all of that now? the future he had worked so hard to create was ripped out from his hands by no one other than himself.

you had accused him of being too busy for you. dates canceled at the last minute, a birthday forgotten, and all the texts left on read had built up to the argument that ended it all. he was always good at fighting, a little too good. he had retorted that you weren’t being supportive, and he was never one to sugarcoat his words. his tongue was sharp, and he did nothing to dull its blade.

but there wasn’t too much yelling on your part, and he thought that that hurt more. he wanted you to fight back, to stand your ground because he knew deep down that he was being the asshole. his toxic thought was that by you fighting back, this meant that you were still fighting for your relationship. but instead, you just stared with silent tears and a blank expression. seeing the indifference in eyes that had previously held so much love was a sight that would stay with him forever. so, in fear of you leaving, he ran instead.

he was a coward, leaving your shared home to run back to the apartment he had still technically owned but hadn’t lived in for more than a year. he locked himself away for a few days, but the realization that you hadn’t attempted to contact him burned more than he could put into words. you were done with him. he had hurt you, had the audacity to be the one to run, and now he had lost you.

he had even run from his job. he couldn’t stand to walk into the same building he stayed in when he forgot dates with you. his coworkers wouldn’t stop asking what happened to him, why he looked so rough. he even found an empty container that had once held lunch you made for him. but his final straw was getting promoted. his first instinct was to call you, but he remembered the sad truth before he could dial. any ounce of pride was washed away with shame in that moment. that same day, he quit without notice.

so there he was: miserable, alone, and unemployed with nothing left to run from but memories. he had spent the last week going through his phone and saving your pictures together in a locked album. he wouldn’t dare delete them, but he couldn’t stomach looking at you either.

he wished he could get drunk and sleep away the pain. he had tried, he definitely did - but that night, he dreamt of you. you were smiling at first, eyes ever full of love. you were speaking, yet he couldn’t hear you. but he could see how your words started to gradually look sadder, and slowly, tears started to fall as your grin dropped. he woke up that next morning crying with the conclusion that he would have to face this heartbreak sober.

but another day of scrolling through albums had stopped abruptly when he saw the notification that changed everything.

SOS i called emergency services from this approximate location after my watch detected a hard fall. you are receiving this message because i have you listed as my emergency contact.

sunghoon had to remind himself to breathe.

he had purchased that watch for you as a “just because” present months ago. you had complained of bad sleep and he wanted you to use it as a way to track your slumber. he hated seeing you tired. he knew that the watch had a fall detection function, but it had never been used before.

his heart was in his stomach as he went to his favorite contacts page and selected your name for the first time in weeks.

“please,” he begged, all notion of running away from you leaving his brain, “pick up please.”

but you just weren’t answering. so he tried again and again and again.

for a moment while the line attempted to connect, he wondered if this was how he had made you feel for months - desperate for a sliver of attention from him. but instead, he was desperate for a sign of life.

finally, after about two minutes of trying to reach you, his body moved of its own accord. before he knew it, his car keys were in his hands and he was out the door.

the car ride there might have been the worst part. the speed at which he drove at almost defied the laws of physics. other drivers were cursing at him but he wasn’t registering anything except the thought of your safety. he just needed to get to you.

why did he run? why didn’t he try to talk it out? if he was so afraid of losing you, why did he do the one thing that would guarantee that? he should have been there like he promised to be from the beginning. you would have been safe with him.

when he pulled up to the house you had shared for so long, he suddenly felt the world slow down. why were emergency services there? you should’ve canceled them by now.

he had to double park as the ambulance was blocking the driveway. why were they here?

the emts and police had arrived at the same time as him, which both increased his anxiety and soothed him. for one, that meant he had been quick enough. but why did you need them?

“sir, do you know–” an officer had approached him as he stumbled to the front door. all he could understand was your name. why were they asking if he knew you? of course he knew you. you, the love of his life. you, his soulmate by every meaning of the word. you were you. and you were safe.

as if sensing his distress, he felt an emt worker pull him to the side as the same officer prepared to break down the door. seeing this, sunghoon finally returned to his senses.

“w-wait! sorry, i have a key.” sunghoon’s hands were shaking. the only way that door had unlocked was by pure muscle memory because he didn’t understand what he was doing at all.

as soon as the door opened, sunghoon tried to step in. finally, he was close to you.

the officer, however, pulled him back.

“sir, you should wait here. we need to make an initial search before you can go in.”

“what, why? if she’s in there, i want to see–”

“sir, it’s just in case we find something we wouldn’t want you to see.”

all of sunghoon’s hesitation and fear went out the window at those words. his body flew automatically as he ran inside.

he screamed your name as he rushed in, ignoring the yells of the police officers who followed him in. as it had been for almost four weeks, his only thought was you. he just needed you.

he checked the ground floor first, eyes scanning the open space in less than a second as his body avoided an officer trying to grab him. sunghoon then moved to the staircase, long legs prepared to skip steps to reach you. then suddenly, he heard the voice his ears had been longing for,

“sunghoon?!”

his head shot up. there you were, finally. he saw the sadness, confusion, and fear all flash your face as you registered the emergency workers behind him. you looked exhausted and unruly, but he had never felt more in love.

he didn’t even remember climbing the steps, but suddenly he was at the top of the staircase and you were in his arms.

you could feel him trembling as he held you. you took his face into your hands to look at him, “sunghoon? what’s wrong? why are you here? is it my parents? is someone hurt?” you watched as his mouth opened but no words came out. after a few seconds, one of the officers spoke from the bottom of the steps,

“ma’am, we received an alert from your device that a hard fall had occurred.”

suddenly, you understood everything. taking sunghoon’s hand gently, you led him down the stairs, afraid he’d fall from shock. he followed you silently, but his grip tightened seemingly with every step.

that’s when you noticed your shattered watch on the third step.

you let sunghoon go and you could hear his deep breath when you did. you picked up the watch and offered it up to the officer as an explanation, “i’m sorry officer, it looks like there’s been a misunderstanding…”

the officer nodded in understanding, and dismissed the emts, “got it, ma’am. we will still need a formal report for our records since this was registered as an emergency call.” he motioned to your couch as he took out a pen and paper.

you reached for sunghoon’s hand once more and led him to sit with you. in the moment, you knew he needed you more than you would ever understand. so, as you explained to the officer, you held his trembling hand, rubbing soothing circles with your thumb.

“i was doing laundry here downstairs and had taken off my watch to prevent it from getting wet,” you recounted, “i put it on top of the basket of clothes that i took upstairs. i remember tripping a little going up the stairs - i didn’t fall, but that must’ve been when the watch fell."

"what about your phone, where is it? i'm sure your boyfriend must've tried to call you."

sunghoon slowly nodded at that, turning to look at you. you smiled sheepishly, "i left it upstairs and it was on silent while i folded the clothes. i’m so sorry for the inconvenience.”

after finishing up your statement, the remaining officer prepared to leave. as he walked out the door, he gave a soft smile to the both of you,

“glad to see it was a false alarm, ma’am. you had this gentleman quite worried - ran so fast i couldn’t even grab him!” the officer laughed, “you two have a nice day now! sorry about your watch, though!”

after he shut your door, the silence enveloped your home. you closed your eyes and breathed deeply to prepare to speak to your ex-boyfriend. but as soon as you opened them, sunghoon started to cry softly.

he hugged you tighter than he ever had, and soon enough, his face was buried in your neck. his cries were silent, but you could feel his body shaking as his tears soaked your shirt.

“sunghoon…” you started, stroking his back, “i’m sorry i worried you, honey.”

you knew you shouldn’t be calling your ex pet names, especially an ex that had run from you without properly ending the relationship. but your heart still held so much love for him that it flowed out naturally. and you knew he was crying from more than just worry, so you doubt he minded at all in the moment.

his crying slowed down as his arms took to loosely wrapping around your waist instead. he pulled away from your neck to rest his forehead on yours. from this angle, you could see his swollen eyes and red nose - a sight so rare in all the years you had dated. he was never a crier after all.

but memories of several late-night conversations rushed your mind. he always said his number one fear was your death, and now you could see he had never lied about that.

he could see your mind go elsewhere so he called your name softly, “don’t say you’re sorry. i’m so happy, these are relieved tears. and i just really, really missed you.” he croaked out. you knew he had more to say, so you just nodded, letting him go on.

“and i’m sorry, baby. for everything. i shouldn’t have run, i shouldn’t have tried to egg you on to fight me back. i shouldn’t have even fought anything you said that night. you were right. i didn’t prioritize you. in my attempt to secure you for life, i let you go instead. i’m so sorry, i never wanted to break up.” he was rambling in earnest now, afraid that no words would make you take him back.

you listened quietly as he went on for a few minutes after that, hand continuing to rub his back, “i know honey, i know.”

“baby, you need to understand that i almost died thinking you almost died today,” you could’ve laughed at how dramatically he spoke, “i couldn’t breathe right thinking that our last conversation could’ve been an argument. that you wouldn't have ever known just how deeply i love you and need you. i have so much regret for how i treated you, but if you’d give me the chance, i have all the time in the world to make it up to you…let’s go on that vacation i promised you. we can leave tomorrow if you’d like.” he smiled hopefully at you.

“hoon,” his heart soared at the use of his beloved nickname, “what do you mean? don’t you have work? can you really leave with such short notice?”

“i quit my job.”

“excuse me?”

“no job that made me work that much is worth it. i’ll find one with better work-life balance…after our vacation. if that’s what you still want of course…” he spoke more quietly, as if afraid of rejection.

you sighed. you really should be realistic with this - you two had been broken up for a few weeks at that point. you knew the love was still there, but was this a good decision?

while there was still some hesitation on your part, you couldn't help but notice how gingerly he held you. his arms were still around your waist loosely, yet there was something desperate about their hold. you knew he was holding back from hurting you - you could tell how tightly he wanted to hug you.

he was so shaken up at the idea of you being hurt that he rushed over there despite the two of you not being on speaking terms. for someone who had trouble communicating how he felt sometimes, you knew his actions spoke louder than words. he always acted brave, but there was so much he feared. and you knew losing you was always at the top of this list.

you could also feel how he was simply soaking in the sight of your face. his eyes were shy, yet determined. he wasn't going to risk missing another second of staring at you. a part of you grew conscious, but you knew he was just taking in what he had missed for weeks.

“what about…” you started and almost giggled at how he perked up, “we take it slow - another two weeks or so to talk everything out and relax? to get us to a good place again before you hold me hostage in some foreign country?”

sunghoon smiled softly, kissing your forehead. you leaned in naturally to his warmth, to his touch that you missed so much. “that sounds like a great idea, love.” he spoke, “we’ll get you a new watch too. and i’ll do all the itinerary planning and packing whenever you’re ready, okay? i love you.”

“okay. and i love you too. can’t wait to enjoy your unemployment with you for now!”

one smile and nod from you had him taking you into his arms once more, relishing in your being. he was back where he belonged. he had experienced the scariest reminder ever that he needed you, and sunghoon was never letting you go now.

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localdriver · 2 years ago

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#hooning #hoonigan #mercury cougar #it runs

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angst1clown · 6 months ago

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Think about it bro

#dead plate #manon vacher #married in red #married in red spoilers #dan myeong-hoon

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hooniebaekgu · 7 months ago

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Dilf! Sunghoon

PAIRING : Park Sunghoon x female Reader

GENRE : fluff, smut, HCs

Warning : MDNI! Nsfw under cut, mention of pregnancy, breeding, possessive hoon, boners?, unprotected sex

Word Count : 0.4k

Yukki's Notes : requested by anon, tysm for dropping by!

●Dilf! Sunghoon who had to attend an emergency meeting and due to the babysitter not being available, he had only one option, his pretty little neighbour

●Dilf! Sunghoon who saw you once in a while in the elevator or leaving your apartment, but that doesn't mean he can just trust you with his daughter, but he had no other choice

●Dilf! Sunghoon who is kind of scared of what he might see when he picks up his daughter, since just like him she has a hard time getting comfortable with others

●Dilf! Sunghoon who is so surprised to see you open the door with his daughter sleeping in your arms

●Dilf! Sunghoon who feels something in him when you talk so gently to his daughter, just like a mother

●Dilf! Sunghoon who tries to get closer to you, it's been a long time since he felt something for anyone

●Dilf! Sunghoon who realises very soon that his daughter likes you more than her babysitter, asking to meet you every other day

●Dilf! Sunghoon who hears his daughter call you mom accidently and pretends that it doesn't make him horny

●Dilf! Sunghoon who pretends that you don't make him hard in his pants with the mere sight of you with his daughter

●Dilf! Sunghoon who leaves his daughter with you more often now that he knows you like her company

●Dilf! Sunghoon who feels like he's home whenever he comes to your door to pick up his daughter

●Dilf! Sunghoon who sees you eyeing him when he picks up his daughter, his biceps bulging through his tight fitting shirt

●Dilf! Sunghoon who now knows you have a thing for him and teases you, slights touches and his hands brushing against your ass

●Dilf! Sunghoon who knows he has to have you, make you carry his second child

●Dilf! Sunghoon who watches as you run you nails against his biceps, batting you pretty eyelashes at him, eyes practically begging him to fuck you right there

●Dilf! Sunghoon who doesn't waste a single second when he finds you alone, his lips on yours, hands grabbing the back of your neck and your ass

●Dilf! Sunghoon who puts you in a mating press, bending you in half, making you take what he gives

●Dilf! Sunghoon who starts from a relentless pace, fucking in your wet cunt with vigour

●Dilf! Sunghoon who makes sure you will never want another man now that he's got a taste of you

●Dilf! Sunghoon who makes sure to fuck his cum deep in you

●Dilf! Sunghoon who always fucks you so good whenever his daughter calls you mom

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ivronics · 7 months ago

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Coordinated attack!

I'm a little late to this fandom, but I just recently really got into the game That's not my Neighbor. It's helping me get through some major art block I've had for a while.

Possible slight Trypophobia warning for unedited version under the cut:

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ikissjude · 7 months ago

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a noodle arm could never ✧ psh.

in which bf!sunghoon shows off his big ass arms | tiktok series

sunghoon x reader, fluff, warnings: hoon is a flirt, pet names, a kiss on the head (inspo tiktok linked in text)

it’s no secret that your boyfriend was getting finer and finer as the days pass by. to you, dating park sunghoon was not for the weak. he was extremely gorgeous, tall, a gentleman, and he worked out every. single. day.

it didn’t take long before you started to notice the changes in your boyfriend’s body. his chest and shoulders were broader, his waist was smaller, and his arms. my god, his arms. sunghoon’s biceps were already pretty toned, but recently? they just seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

often times, he would catch you staring while he washed the dishes, and would sometimes tease you by flexing out of nowhere.

“like what you see, huh?” he said, raising his thick eyebrows at you.

“yeah whatever.” you waved off.

what made you feel better is knowing you had sunghoon all to yourself. at the end of the day, those arms would be wrapped around your waist. those arms would be holding on to you for dear life while cuddled up in bed. those arms would also be your personal neck pillow while chilling on the couch, your current position.

you stuck to sunghoon’s side like glue as his arm was wrapped around your shoulder. his eyes were glued to the movie playing on the flatscreen, while you scrolled through tiktok. the movie wasn’t really a genre you liked, so you got bored after a while, deciding to waste away on your favorite app. that is, until you came across a particular video.

a girl and her boyfriend were in the same position you two were in; however, she grabbed her boyfriend’s (huge) arm to wrap around her head. you looked between the screen and your boyfriend’s profile, and a lightbulb went off in your head.

making sure sunghoon couldn’t see what you were doing, you clicked on the audio playing and tapped the “use sound” button. you pressed record, taking sunghoon’s arm from behind and bringing it forward.

by that time, he turned to look at what you were doing. he had seen the tiktok you were trying to recreate and smiled to himself. when you brought his arm up to your face, he flexed his bicep to squish your cheek. you couldn’t contain the smile on your face; your cheeks going red.

“hoon what are you doing?” you asked, looking up at him.

“you’re doing your little tiktok video, right? want my arms to look good.” he replied, his arm still wrapped around you and his hand caressing your hair.

“oh! look good for who exactly?” you teased. he bent down slightly, placing a peck on the top of your head.

“you of course, my love.”

the two of you turned back to your phone to watch the video. you giggled at how your face beamed as soon as sunghoon’s arm squished your cheeks. it was a cute video, even with your boyfriend’s arms being a total distraction.

“my arms do look pretty big, though, right?” sunghoon asked for reassurance.

“yes baby, your arms are huge.”

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leeechin · 2 months ago

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𖥔 drenched [p. sh]

lee’s note : a short lil smut drabble based off this thought ! also related to an upcoming fic i’m writing for hoon 🧖🏻‍♀️

[m.list & navi ♡]

this isn’t related to the poll i posted! wc: 1.0k ^o^

warnings: smut under the cut, teasing, meandom!hoon :( but you love it, spanking, fingering, rough sex, bit of a size kink, squirting 😭, unprotected sex + pullout method, this is kind of rushed but enjoy the content before i start writing slow again looool. (mdni !!)

“hoon please do something.” you plead, tears pooling at your eyes as you rub at your clothed clit repeatedly. you were straddling sunghoon’s lap watching how he was leaning against the headboard on his bed watching you with half hooded eyes as he pumped his hard dick.

“mm i don’t think so sweetheart.. you couldn’t wait a couple more hours until everyone was asleep.” the ‘everyone’ in sunghoon’s sentence meaning only your older brother, jeongin. who was his best friend.

“i won’t do it again hoonie pleasepleaseplease! need you so bad.” you sob, turning your body away, arching your back slightly as you turn your head back a little bit to make sure he’s watching you peel off your panties. you hear sunghoon let out a low groan at the sight of your slick sticking to the now sticky material. the sight of his hand stroking at his thick cock faster and rougher making you let of a whimper. smack! the harsh contact of sunghoon’s hand hitting against the soft flesh of your ass making you let out a sharp gasp.

“be quiet sweetheart. you know jeongin’s bedroom is right across the hall, don’t you? you wouldn’t want your older brother to know how much of a slut his younger sister is.” he chuckles as your flustered reaction, seeing how you bury your face into the mattress sheets, trying to suppress any further noises. “look at this slutty pussy, s’ dripping down to my sheets.” you moan against the sheets feeling sunghoon trace two of his thick digits along the wetness of your cunt, collecting your slick, then stuffing them deep into you without any warning.

you let out another moan against the sheets, pushing your hips back only to be met with another slap to your other asscheek. “you enjoy this, don’t you?” his voice was taunting in your ears as he hauled you up, biting back a groan seeing how your slick traveled to his wrist. you couldn’t let out any noises, not with jeongin on the other side of the hall, and not with the way sunghoon’s fingers mercilessly dragged across your walls and reaching spots your own fingers couldn’t do earlier.

“so pathetic. two fingers and already gone.” sunghoon smirks, moving his thumb to rub against your clit which made you let out a small whine that easily bounced off the walls. “m’ close hoon, oh god!” you whisper, fighting back the urge to moan his name repeatedly. more stimulation is added on as you grind your hips, feeling his fingertips his deeper parts up, along with his other hand grabbing at your exposed breast, pinching at your nipple making you rush to cover your mouth with your hand own, practically seeing stars at this point.

“yeah? gonna come for me like what a good girl does?” his voice low to hide the fact he’s about to bust at the the way your hips rutted so desperately along his wrist. “yesyesyes— shit!” your sentence being cut off as you sudden orgasm washes over you.

you’re given no time to recover as sunghoon handles you onto your back, the feeling of the cold sheets pressing against your back making you let out a soft sigh. but your sigh turns into a loud whimper when you feel sunghoon align his thick mushroom tip to your entrance, circling the head teasingly along it to collect your wetness before slamming his hips to the hilt. your body was being practically folded in half by the sunghoon pressed his hands against the back of your thighs.

“fuck, always so tight, sucking me in so well.” sunghoon whispers, thick eyebrows furrowing as he felt the warmth of your walls clamping down on him each time. you stuff two of your own fingers into your mouth, attempting to block your moans when his pace doesn’t slow but gets harder and rougher with each thrust, nasty sound of your skin smacking together filling the room. and you’re really hoping that it doesn’t wake up jeongin.

you feel your second orgasm approach, sunghoon knowing that with the way you clenched so tightly around him. “god i love this pussy, sweetheart. look at this, you can barely take me..” sunghoon laughed, head looking down to where the two of you were connected and how a white ring formed around his thick base each time he pulled out to where only his tip was inside you and slammed in. you moan around your fingers at his words, not giving any warning as you finish for the second time of the night, but this time being different.

sunghoon pauses his movements to see how his entire lower half is covered in your release, smirking before pushing back in, harsh contact of his hips hitting against your thighs as he went in balls deep to chase his release.“so fucking pretty.” sunghoon compliments, slowing his movements down and seeing the way your closed eyes twitched and how you had your fingers stuffed into your mouth to suppress any noises when you feel him release over your upper half, painting your breast with his mess.

“hoon! s’ too messy!” you swat his shoulder when he emerges from the bathroom with a towel to wipe you up. he laughs in response, “that was so fucking hot that you squirted, we have to do that again.” you roll your eyes back, thinking about how many other times he could’ve said that to other girls that weren’t you. you wince feeling the contact of the warm towel against your sensitive spent pussy. “well now you gotta sneak back to your room.” he lets out a low chuckle seeing how you limped to his door, throwing him a quick middle finger before you creep quietly to your room.

and the next morning, you wake up, attempting to walk normal when you see jeongin already up and making breakfast, your older brother greeting you with a big grin. “hey— good morning! i hope you were able to sleep last night because sunghoon snuck in some girl and he didn’t watch the sound of his headboard slamming!”

‘oh god that girl was actually me!’ you groan in your head, but you smile and reassure your brother; “i slept soundly like a baby, no worry!’ seeing how at the end of the hall, sunghoon had his arms crossed with a huge smirk plastered across his face.

lee—(i’m so bad at ending off fics😭but the fic ending i have planned for thats related to this will hopefully be much better🫶)

#lee writes ! ‧₊˚ ୨ ୧ ˚₊#sunghoon smut #park sunghoon smut #park sunghoon x reader #sunghoon x reader #sunghoon hard thoughts #sunghoon hard hours #hoon brainrot <3 #sunghoon imagines #park sunghoon #sunghoon x you #sunghoon

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