#jake comfort

[loveyni]

jake is for ,,,

heeseung • jay • jake!! • sunghoon • sunoo • jungwon • ni-ki

a/n. i heard someone was looking for ikeu's version? ><

୨୧₊˚⊹ᡣ𐭩⋆ ──

jake is for those who cherish their pets so dearly, often dreading being apart from them for even a short amount of time (doesn't even have to be yours; you miss your friend's cat, don't you?^^).

jake is for those who have the prettiest smiles, despite their insistence of otherwise.

jake is for those who crave academic validation so they often work themselves to the point of burnout (breaks are healthy. it’s okay to take them!!).

jake is for those who cry instead of scream when they’re angry because the frustration is too much to handle.

jake is for the youngest siblings who like being babied by those closest to them more than they admit.

jake is for those who dilute their personalities out of fear that they're "too much" for other people to deal with (there's no need to dim your light).

jake is for those who fall and fall hard when they’re interested in someone because loving is a second nature to them.

jake is for those who wear their hearts on their sleeve and deserve someone who shows as much kindness to them as they do to others.

── ୨୧₊˚⊹ᡣ𐭩⋆

req to join taglist!! ^^

[hazelira]

morning with baby rolls

⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚

The soft creak of the door opening gently stirred Jake from his thoughts as he stepped into the main bedroom. His tie had already been loosened, his usual crisp demeanour unwinding as the early morning light seeped through the curtains. It was 6 a.m., and despite his long night of case preparations, all he could think about was the warmth of home—you—and the tiny bundle of joy that had reshaped his life completely.

He was careful with his steps, making sure not to wake you. But his breath caught as soon as he neared the crib on the far side of the room.

There she was, his ten-month-old baby girl, all chubby cheeks and rolls, her little fingers stretching up and making grabby hands toward the bed where you slept soundly. Her round face looked even more irresistible in the dim morning light, the plumpness of her baby rolls catching the faintest of shadows, giving the illusion of tiny tan lines along her chunky arms and legs.

Jake’s lips curved into a soft smile, though his heart clenched seeing how earnestly she reached for you. Her wide eyes blinked sleepily, a slight whine escaping her as if calling, “Mama…”

He knew how exhausted you were from the night before, barely managing to drift asleep after tending to your little one’s every need. He couldn’t bear the thought of waking you, not when you finally had a moment of rest.

“Hey, princess,” Jake whispered, leaning over the crib with the gentlest smile. His large hand stroked her soft baby hair, careful not to disturb her too much. She cooed, her grabby hands reaching toward his face now, her little legs kicking excitedly in her onesie.

“Let’s not wake Mama, okay?” he murmured, scooping her into his arms. The moment her head rested against his shoulder, she giggled softly, her tiny body feeling heavy and warm against him. Jake couldn’t resist kissing her chubby cheek, inhaling the baby scent he had come to love more than anything.

Her weight was a comforting reminder of everything he had now—how much life had changed for the better, even if it meant juggling sleepless nights and court hearings. But for now, it was just him and his baby girl.

“We’ll get you some milk, sweetie,” he whispered, swaying gently as he headed toward the door. She wriggled in his arms, her fingers tugging at his shirt as she babbled incoherently, her baby rolls squishing into his chest. Jake chuckled softly. It was impossible not to feel his heart melt at how adorable she looked—her soft skin making her little arms and legs look even chunkier.

Once downstairs, Jake balanced her in one arm while reaching for the bottle from the fridge with the other. She stared at him with wide, curious eyes, her tiny mouth open in fascination. As he warmed her milk, she made grabby hands at the bottle, her pudgy fingers clenching and unclenching in impatience.

“Just a minute, baby girl,” Jake said, his voice a gentle tease as he bounced her lightly. She kicked her legs in response, her soft rolls squishing further, and Jake had to resist the urge to pinch them. She was just too precious, the tan lines from the dim morning light making her skin look even more kissable.

As soon as the bottle was ready, he settled into the living room couch, cradling her in his arms as he fed her. Her little hands clung to the bottle, and her eyes slowly fluttered shut as she drank, completely at ease in her father’s arms.

Jake’s eyes softened, watching her drift off to sleep with the faintest smile on her lips. He couldn’t help but think about how lucky he was, how much he loved both of you. The demanding cases and the long nights at the office faded away in these quiet moments with his family.

For now, he’d let you rest just a little longer. You deserved it. And as for him? He’d happily take every early morning with his baby girl, savouring these tiny, tender moments that made life much sweeter.

[jinnify]

ribs — jake sim

pairing: jake x y/n genre: fluff, comfort warnings: none word count: five hundred eighty-one now playing: get up by newjeans extended note at the bottom.

you lightly pressed your hands to his chest, feelings the thumping of his heart rate speed up when you looked him in the eyes. golden embers flickered about in his brown irises as the sunset glimmered on the horizon, its warm hue reflecting in his eyes. a warm smile spread across his lips as he looked down at your face, watching for any tiny micro-expressions he could catch. you bit down a smile the best you could, knowing that jake was doing exactly what you were. you slowly blinked your eyes, as if you were a cat trying to tell its owner that you loved them, to signal to him to close his eyes without having to open your mouth. 

you continued to carefully watch him stubbornly shake his head no; his wavy hair flopping around his head like puppy ears. at this point, your cheeks had begun to hurt from how hard you had been smiling at jake over how cute he was. your hands slid around his torso, locking him in your embrace. you blinked slowly again; jake followed along this time.

you brought your hands up to his cheeks as you awkwardly slid your nose into his, trying to fit your face against his. you wanted to be as close as humanly possible. the position should've felt uncomfortable, with you holding yourself up above him, but you couldn't have felt more comfortable on a plush bed than with him at this moment. you loved him. you loved him so much, it hurt. it hurt you physically to not be a part of him. you wanted to be inside him, in the little spaces between his ribs, where he could carry you absolutely everywhere. where you could be with him forever until you both died of old age. 

you wanted to breathe him. you wanted his scent lingering on your olfactory receptors until the end of your existence. your fingers carefully slipped themselves into his hair, feeling its silky texture on your palm. you lightly pulled, eliciting a soft groan from him. you felt his brow furrow against your face before he moved you both to plant a kiss on your lips. dozens of fireworks went off in your chest, making you feel as if you were vibrating all over.

he ignited something so wonderfully primal in you. you had no idea how to react other than by having embraced him in the tightest hug you had ever given a person in your life, accompanied by a multitude of sweet kisses to his lips that left traces of your soft pink lipstick all over his mouth. 

you picked up jake’s hands from off your hips, placing even more kisses on his knuckles eliciting a beautiful sound from his chest, his laugh. you could, both, listen to his laugh for an eternity and fall into a blissful sleep listening to jake laugh. his adorably high-pitched laugh that sounded like an angel’s choir to your ears. you completely adored watching jake’s face scrunch up in amusement. happiness looked best adorning his features.

his skin shined beautifully in the golden hour, the sun rays bouncing off his honey skin, glowing around him like a halo. you could stare at jake, and drink in each of his features until your vision grew blurry.

“have i ever told you i love you?” you smiled, not taking your eyes off of jake’s eyes.

“only every other hour,” jake teased, pulling you in for a sweet kiss.

EXTENDED NOTE. bonjourrrr ~ i wrote this at four in the morning while i was sleep deprived and nearly delirious bc jake is the loml😋 i didn't even try to proofread this bc i do nawt have the mental capacity to do that so please don't judge my writing too hard .. anyway this was just a lil something for my engenes meanwhile i work on m:ot !🫶🏼

[lilmisssona]

ִֶָ☾.⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆Jake ִֶָ☾.⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆

☾ Random Texts With BF! Jake

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[leaderwon]

Maybe in another universe !?

enhypen members texts after you pass away

warnings : angst left and right, depression, sadness, mentions of death, cursing

© @leaderwon 2024. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

(my other angst work, pls give it some love. Link)

[won4youu]

Kiss Cam.

pairing: bsf!jake x downbad!reader

genres: fluff, suggestive?, idiots to lovers(sorta)

wc: 5.7k

warning: well there's a kiss cam involved so they kiss 🤭, use of cuss words, also idk anything about American football so I'm sorry if there's anything wrong about it lolol

a/n: this has been collecting dust in our drafts for wayyy too long lol soooo if you like it please reblog and consider following!

written by both @raven-naaaaa and @theaspen

You know that feeling when you look at your best friend and your heart skips a beat, and their smile makes you smile and the entire world seems to fade into the background and it feels like it's just you and him in the room?

Yeah, apparently not everyone felt that way about their best friend. But..you did.

Jake Sim made you so goddamn happy.

Whenever his eyes searched for yours in every crowded room, and the instant smile that accompanied his starry eyes when he recognized your face, your heart did a little tap dance.Either you were projecting your thoughts onto him or just maybe, he liked you too.

But here's the thing, you don't think “like” would do justice to the feelings you harboured for the boy, and using the big L word made your insides cringe.

You've never been in love before. Crushes? Sure, you've had those. But these huge feelings? Those selfish instincts that came over whenever his smile was shared with everyone else as well? Was that normal? You didn't want to know.

"Hi __," his voice is warm and familiar. His arms wrap around your waist as he pulls you into one of those hugs you've come to love.

"Hi Jake,” You greet him back. Internally scoffing at yourself. Because practically anyone could hear the giddy smile that accompanied your voice.

Jake pulls you even closer, if that was even possible. Smiling into your shoulder as well. It's been a few seconds, but his hands still linger on your waist and when he pulls back you can still feel his touch.

Jake's touch is gone, but your heart still feels that stupid annoying rush. You ignore it completely, because honestly? The intensity of your feelings scare you, and the way Jake throws you the yearning glances scare you even more. In fear that you're probably just being delusional all by yourself.

"You look good," he tells you as he tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

You don't try to fight his touch. If anything you lean into it.

Jake seems to have noticed that- his thumb traces some invisible shape on your cheek, eyes so full of adoration.

"Thank you," you reply bashfully. Somehow you could never be nonchalant and cool to him like you are with others. And it pisses you off.

"Come on, let's get to our seats," he says, holding your hand and dragging you through the semi crowd and toward the seating area.

Coming to a football game would definitely not be your first choice, but here you were, with Jake because Heeseung “dropped out” at the last minute and he needed some company.

Okay, here's the deal. You didn't know much about football, but you just came along because well, you're a fool in love.

You didn't mind it honestly, because if watching some dude run around the field with a ball made Jake happy, you'd sit through it for however many times he wanted.

So there you were sitting mindlessly nipping at your sandwich.

“___, the first quarter is done,” Jake grins as he sits down beside you.

“How many more of these do I have to sit through Sim,” you fake whine as Jake laughs beside you.

“You do realise you didn't have to come along with me right?” He chuckles, throwing an arm across your shoulder.

“And leave you here all by yourself to look like a loser with no friends?” You scoff, giving him a smug look, “I'm practically saving your reputation here Sim. A thanks and a lifetime supply of chocolate muffins would do.”

Jake simply rolls his eyes at your faux uppity look.

You shift in your chair as you look around the field, “What do people even do in these breaks?” you ask.

Jake points towards the huge screen that was displaying the results a minute ago.

“See that,” you hum mindlessly, “that is a kiss cam. So during the breaks, people usually just look at other people snogging each other.” You snort at his words and look at the screen. As if on cue, the camera points towards a young couple. The couple share a flustered look before pecking each other and the entire stadium erupts into cheers, and you couldn't help the smile on your face.

“That's so cute…but also lowkey weird, what if it points towards siblings? Or like friends? Wouldn't that put them in an awkward position?” Your question is genuine, but Jake only hangs on to one thing you said.

“Friends?”, he parrots, as his cheeks flush pink, “like us..?” His voice is low, but you catch onto it. Your face heats up at the thought of kissing him. You lock eyes with the boy. There was something so magnetic about his eyes.

You let out an awkward chuckle, “I mean, we don't have to worry about that, no?” You force out a laugh, fiddling with your fingers. “It's not like the camera is gonna point at us.”

“___,” Jake whispers, “you might want to look at the screen.”

Well, fuck.

The camera was pointing towards a very familiar young couple, well at least they looked like a couple on screen. You swore to God your heart was going to jump out of your rib cage. You turn away from Jake, avoiding the camera and Jake laughs awkwardly, crossing his arms to sign ‘no’, which had the audience booing at the two of you.

Thankfully, the camera quickly pans towards another couple, who seem more than happy to kiss each other.

Jake breathes a sigh of relief which you don't miss. Your chest heaves a tiny tiny little bit in disappointment.

Luck definitely wasn't on your side today because soon after, the camera panned towards you and Jake. Again.

Jake laughs as he signs ‘no’, earning more boos from the crowd. You looked up at the screen and noticed that the camera was still on the two of you.

You don't really know what got into you, maybe it was the consistent booing by the crowd that finally tipped you over, because one second you were looking at Jake on the screen and the other your hands were on his face as he looked up at you with wide eyes.

“Sim, I'm going to kiss you,” you rush as you pull him towards you, “If you don't want this tell me now.” He doesn't really remember much of what he said. All Jake remembers is the feeling of his lips on yours.

He could have sworn he heard fireworks when you pulled him closer and crashed your lips against his. Your lips were soft against his and there was a sense of longing in them. God, you drove him mad.

He lets out a groan as his hands find company at your waist, pressing and feeling your skin. He couldn't believe this was happening.

You couldn't believe it either. The moment his lips were on yours, it felt like it was just the two of you in the stadium, but unfortunately, the loud cheers of the audience brought you back to your senses as you heaved against his chest, him burying his head into your neck.

“Fuck, you have no idea how long I've waited for that,” he whispers against the shell of your ear, sending shivers down your back. “Yeah?” You look up at him with a flustered smile.

“Yeah.” He says, gulping. The rosy flush on his cheeks still present. The camera isn't pointing at you two anymore and the game has already resumed again. But the two of you can't help but continue to act like giddy idiots.

You're definitely gonna have to thank Heeseung for dipping out on Jake today.

[cringefail-clown]

comfort

a birthday gift for @borzoilover69 !!! happy borth dude, your dirkjakes bring me so much joy <3

[cupidriki]

loser boyfriend texts ( 심재윤 ) ᧔⑅᧓

cursing skinship romantic bullying jake is a total loser suggestive jokes jay is a victim ♡

[dvrk-moon]

LEE HEESEUNG ; 이희승

GETTING BACK WITH EACH OTHER AS EXES

requested : no

genre : comfort, fluff, a bit of crack

pairing : ex!heeseung x fem!reader

warnings : last slide is suggestive

a/n : hey guys i know people prefer happy endings soooooo here’s this. im still cooking up love me not (ik it’s been months) but ! i am almost done w chapter / part 12 out of 18 parts so basically i only have 5 parts left rahhhh

[flwrstqr]

✧ ENHYPEN HYUNG LINE REACTION WHEN YOU CALL THEM "PRETTY BOY"

͏ ͏💬 bf ! enha hyung line x f ! r . ˙˖ ͏ ͏᱖ ͏ ͏ head canons, reactions fluff ͏,, kissing + petnames ͏꒰´ ꒳ ` ꒱♡ dani's notes : hai guys :3 hope u guys like this fic

𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆 (이희승)

you’re sitting next to heeseung on the couch, your fingers gently playing with his hair. "you’re such a pretty boy," you murmur. he scrunches his nose a little, trying to hide his shy smile. "me? pretty?" he asks, a little laugh escaping his lips, as if he doesn’t fully believe it. you lean in closer, pressing a kiss to his temple. "the prettiest," you say with a grin, your hand slipping down to rest against his cheek. he nuzzles into your touch, his eyes fluttering closed for a moment before opening them to look at you. "if i’m the pretty boy, what does that make you?" he teases, his voice warm and soft as he pulls you closer, resting his forehead against yours. "your lucky girl," you whisper, making him chuckle before he kisses the tip of your nose, "definitely my lucky girl."

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐀𝐘 (박종성)

you’re such a pretty boy, jay,” you tease, watching the way his cheeks flush instantly. he scrunches his nose, looking away shyly, but you catch the small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “stop it,” he mumbles, but there’s no real protest in his voice. instead, he pulls you closer, wrapping his arm around your waist as you rest your head on his shoulder. “can’t help it, baby. you’re just too pretty and so handsome,” you whisper, pressing a soft kiss to his jaw. jay hums, squeezing your side affectionately. “fine, only if you call me that,” he concedes, leaning in to kiss your forehead, his voice softer now. “i love hearing you say it.”

𝐒𝐈𝐌 𝐉𝐀𝐊𝐄 (심재윤)

you smirk as you gently run your fingers through jake’s soft hair, tilting your head to meet his gaze. "you’re such a pretty boy," you tease, voice sweet and playful. his cheeks flush pink, but a confident grin spreads across his face as he leans closer, his hand settling on your waist. "oh yeah? i think you’re just trying to flirt with me," he says, his voice low, eyes twinkling with mischief. "is it working?" you whisper back, your noses almost touching. jake chuckles, brushing a thumb over your cheek. "what do you think, beautiful?" he murmurs, his lips ghosting over yours

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍 (박성훈)

you grin, tugging sunghoon closer by the collar of his shirt, eyes gleaming with mischief. "you’re such a pretty boy," you murmur, watching his lips twitch into a smirk. "pretty boy, huh?" he repeats, leaning in until his lips are a breath away from yours. "you think flattery’s gonna work on me?" he teases, pressing a light kiss to the corner of your mouth. you roll your eyes playfully, "you love it." he laughs softly, trailing more kisses along your jaw, each one softer than the last. "maybe," he hums, pulling back just enough to meet your eyes, his thumb brushing your cheek. "but only because it’s you." before you can respond, he closes the gap, giving you a quick, teasing kiss, his lips barely lingering

[pshcomforts]

➳ everything | psh.

non!idolsunghoon x fem!reader

“you’re my everything”

synopsis: you wake up to your boyfriend being clingy in his half-asleep state.

warnings/content: written in third pov. fluffy fluff! sunghoon’s clingy and reader kind of hates physical touch and is a little mean (lmao). nicknames used (gorgeous, baby, and loser). back in my fluff era :(

comments, likes, and reposts are appreciated :)

word count: 0.5k

a/n: really short oneshot bc college is kicking my butt

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current song playing: everything by the black skirts

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1:11 ────|─────────────── -3:41

little bird chirps were heard out of the window, awakening y/n to the early morning.

her eyes blinked repeatedly before realizing it was about time she got up. in sight, she woke up to her boyfriend’s chest in front of her.

softly, she grumbled as she felt his loose hold around her. her head turned and found her phone lying on the nightstand; having the sudden idea to reach for it, she gently scooted away from her sound-asleep boyfriend.

as she almost gained the grasp of her phone with the inch of her hands near it, she felt a sudden pull on her body.

immediately, she met face to face with sunghoon, whose eyes were still closed.

“what are you doing doing, hm?” he whispered, the words almost not even processing through y/n’s ears.

“just trying to get my phone, hoonie.”

the male let out a soft laugh, pulling her closer to him again as she met with his chest this time. “go to sleep, gorgeous.” he whispered in the same tone.

y/n huffed out a sigh. “hoon-“ she whined out, body trying to escape his as he began to embrace her more. “it’s too early for you to be this clingy.”

the girl continued to try and pry out of his hold but she simply couldn’t with his strong arms. “exactly, so go back to sleep.” he hoarsely said with a scratchy throat.

y/n’s hands pushed on his chest, not even listening to his words. “too much.” she groaned, feeling the physical touch sickness get to her in quick time.

“i just want to hug my girlfriend.” sunghoon murmured in a little pout.

she rolled her eyes at his excuse. “and i just want my phone.” her hands remained persistent on pushing him away while he was still in a tired state.

“damn hoon, why are you still strong when you’re tired?”

“is that a compliment?” he huffed out a laugh at his own remark, feeling slightly proud that it got his girlfriend a little flustered.

“no loser, now let me go.”

her whine became more continuous until his hands strongly held onto hers that had been lightly hitting his chest.

“i’m not letting go, baby.” he softly mumbled in that husk voice he had, giving a pull on her hands so he could hold her.

hoon’s chin laid on top of her head as she frustratingly gave in. “you’d think with our personalities so similar, you’d be the one more distant with physical touch.” she uttered back as a response, leaning in closer to his chest as a sign that she stopped trying.

y/n heard him give a low chuckle. “i’m only like this with you.”

she rolled her eyes at his reply — “you loser.”

she felt his chin slightly move, knowing that he had smiled at the nickname she used for him on a daily basis.

“we’re sleeping in.” he mumbled, words slurring as he got closer to falling asleep again.

a soft — ‘mhm’ — was made from her as she let herself cling onto his chest while he let go of her hands to embrace her. in quick time, the two fell back asleep in being closely cuddled; taking in the warmth they both radiated in the presence of each other.

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[hazelira]

in the eyes of a wallflower

⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆

You always felt like a wallflower.

Not in the poetic, endearing sense people sometimes use to romanticize loneliness, but in the literal, sinking feeling of being unnoticed and unseen. It was as if you were the wallpaper of the world—blending in, unremarkable, easily ignored. People passed you by without a second glance, just as one might pass a dull, peeling wall.

Lately, you have started to believe you are the problem.

The whispers in your mind had grown louder, each telling you that you weren’t good enough, that maybe you were the "ugly duckling" in the grand tapestry of life. It didn’t help that people left, and it hurt a little more every time they did. You began to think maybe you had this tragic flaw—something fundamentally wrong with you that repelled others. They’d always start friendly, some even calling you pretty, but by the end, they distanced themselves. The harsh truth echoed in your head: “Maybe your victim mentality drives them away.”

You were aware of that gnawing habit of expecting the worst and assuming everyone would eventually leave. The overthinking, the insecurity—how could anyone stick around when you were in a constant spiral of “what ifs” and “whys”? You wanted to stop feeling that way and letting those thoughts rule you, but you didn’t know how.

Until he came along.

The Australian transfer student, Jake. He was everything you weren’t—confident, charming, effortlessly radiant. He lit up the room like a wildfire. Everyone noticed him and wanted to be around him, and for a fleeting moment, you let yourself wish you could be part of his orbit, too. But that’s all it was—a fleeting thought. Why would someone like him ever notice someone like you?

You sat alone in the courtyard that afternoon, knees hugged to your chest, trying to blend in with the garden around you. In your head, you were just another leaf on the tree, another petal on a flower that didn’t stand out. The other students were like vibrant blooms, and you? You were the wallflower. Always.

A shadow crossed your view, and you looked up, startled. It was Jake, hands tucked casually into his pockets, his warm brown eyes locking onto yours. He smiled, that easy grin you had only seen from afar.

“Mind if I sit?” he asked, his accent lilting with an ease that made your heart flutter.

You blinked in surprise, your mouth opening slightly before you nodded, trying to find words but coming up short.

He plopped down beside you, the two of you sitting quietly. The sounds of the courtyard buzzed around you, but all you could hear was your pulse thrumming in your ears.

“I’ve been meaning to say hi,” Jake started, his tone light but sincere. “You’re always here, and I see you around a lot. Thought I’d introduce myself.”

You frowned slightly. “You’ve... noticed me?”

Jake chuckled softly, the sound like a breeze through autumn leaves. “Of course. How could I not?”

You looked away, staring at the ground. The doubt crept in like it always did. “He’s just being polite,” you thought. “He’s probably saying this out of pity. He’ll leave, too.”

“You don’t believe me, do you?” His question was gentle, but it caught you off guard. You glanced back at him, startled by how he read your thoughts so effortlessly.

“It’s not that,” you muttered, though the lie was evident in your voice. “It’s just... no one notices me. I’m just... there.”

Jake shook his head, leaning forward slightly, his expression softening. “That’s not true. You’ve been beautiful all along; you don’t see it. But I do.”

Your breath caught in your throat, the weight of his words sinking in. You tried to laugh it off, brushing it aside like you always did when someone complimented you. But the look in his eyes stopped you. He wasn’t joking. He wasn’t being polite. He meant it.

“Look, I know what you’re thinking,” Jake continued, his gaze steady on yours. “You think you’re invisible, like you don’t matter. But you do. You don’t have to be the loudest or the most outgoing to be seen. You have this... quiet strength. You don’t need to be anything more than what you are.”

You swallowed hard, feeling the lump in your throat grow. “But people leave. They always do. And I don’t know how to stop feeling it’s my fault.”

Jake exhaled slowly, his hand reaching out, resting gently on your arm. The touch was warm and grounding. “Maybe it’s not about stopping those feelings,” he said softly. “Maybe it’s about accepting you’re enough, even with them. You don’t have to fix yourself to be loved. You don’t have to be perfect. You have to be you.”

Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes, but you blinked them away, shaking your head slightly. “I don’t know how.”

“Then let me remind you,” he said, his voice a quiet promise. “Every day, if that’s what it takes.”

In that moment, something shifted inside you. The weight of being unnoticed, unloved, and invisible seemed to lighten just a little. Maybe it wasn’t about changing overnight. Perhaps it was about letting someone see you, really see you, even when you couldn’t see yourself.

You weren’t just a wallflower. You were more than that. And Jake? He saw every bit of it.

Maybe you could learn to see it, too.

[viintagefairy]

I’m a simple girl, I watch tv and become hyperfixated on the characters and the actors that play them ౨ৎ˚⟡˖

[yuvany]

౨ৎ PLEASE DON'T CRY

What do they do when you feel overwhelmed with emotion? ;;;

pairing : enhypen hyung line x fmr ;; w.c : ~ 100/character ;; warning(s) : minor angst + fluff/comfort + not proofread!

𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆 does his best. He asks if you need something, and he asks how he can help. He feels just as upset as you just by looking at your saddened state. Heeseung sees you curled up on the couch, hugging your knees close as you sniff and weep in silence. Heeseung approaches you slowly with caution in his steps, his hand snakes its way around your shoulders, causing you to look up at him. He doesn't ask what caused you to be so sad, so he sits with you in silence until you're ready to tell him what happened while running his fingers along your back to comfort you. "It's alright, princess. Cry it out." He whispers, pulling you onto his lap.

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆 frowns, knowing something, or someone had made you sad. He approaches your quivering state with a calm exterior, seating himself beside you. His warmer palm heats your spine, spreading a comforting feeling through your chest. You halt for a moment to look up at him, being met with his kind eyes causes you to burst in tears once more. He immediately hugs you close to his chest while muttering just the right words for you to ease the tension. "Do you mind telling me what happened, lovely?"

𝐒𝐈𝐌 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐔𝐍 panics, immediately rushing over to you. He sprouts questions left and right, "do you want water?" "What happened? Why are you crying?" Poor guy is stressed, but calms down sooner or later. Brings you paper tissues and a glass of water without you having you request it. Wipes your tears with his thumb gliding along your cheekbones, and presses a soft kiss to your forehead, hoping for your mood to enlighten. Be ready for a cuddle session after.

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍 is shocked when he hears your cries. He is unsure what to do, but he does what he can. Sunghoon awkwardly scoots closer to you after entering your room when he heard soft sobs. "Babe, what happened?" His voice is gentle when he speaks, his eyes holding nothing but gentleness. You choke out a response, and he is quick to embrace you in a soothing hug, letting your tears stain his shoulder, but he doesn't mind, his priority right now is for you to be comfortable. He feels your breathing stabilise, and the room become silent when your cries come to a halt. "Feeling better, hun?"

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LEE HEESEUNG

watches you from across the room with a quiet intensity, his eyes lingering on you as if committing every detail to memory. when you smile, his lips twitch up unconsciously, mirroring yours. heeseung's heart skips a beat at the sound of your laughter, his gaze growing softer, more tender. sometimes, he catches himself leaning forward, inching closer to hear your voice more clearly, as if he’s drawn to you by an invisible thread. there’s a warmth in his chest that he doesn’t fully understand but doesn’t want to let go of, either.

PARK JONGSEONG

keeps his feelings guarded, but his eyes give him away. they follow your every move, softening whenever they land on you. his expression remains neutral, but the slight curve of his lips betrays a subtle joy he can’t hide. jay stands a little taller, his posture relaxed yet ready to move closer if you need anything. whenever you speak, he listens with undivided attention, his usually serious demeanor lightening. the quiet fondness he feels is like a steady flame; not flashy, but undeniably present, warming him from within.

SIM JAEYUN

his affection is loud and obvious, like sunshine breaking through clouds. his smile is wide and bright whenever you’re around, his laughter a little louder, his eyes twinkling with a mix of joy and admiration. jake often finds reasons to be near you, his steps unconsciously steering in your direction. he talks about you to the others, sharing little stories or things that remind him of you. when he sees you, his whole face lights up, and he feels a flutter in his chest — a delightful, comforting feeling that makes everything seem a bit more vibrant.

PARK SUNGHOON

tries to act indifferent, but it’s the little things that give him away — the way his gaze flickers toward you more often than not, the way his ears turn a slight shade of pink when someone mentions you. he’ll pretend to be busy, but he’s always within earshot, listening for your voice. when you’re nearby, there’s a calmness that settles over him, a quiet sort of peace he doesn’t want to acknowledge but can’t help but cherish. sunghoon might not say much, but his softened expressions speak volumes.

KIM SUNOO

wears his affection on his sleeve, his eyes sparkling like stars whenever you walk into the room. his whole face softens, his smile growing impossibly wider. sunoo doesn’t try to hide his admiration — he openly compliments you, finds excuses to be around you, and his laughter comes more easily in your presence. his gaze is warm, almost protective, and he lights up like a firework at the smallest things you do. the world seems a little brighter to him whenever you’re around, and he’s not shy about letting it show.

YANG JUNGWON

there’s a quiet bashfulness in the way he shows his fondness. his eyes often find yours in fleeting glances, and when you catch him looking, his cheeks flush a gentle pink. jungwon tries to play it off with a soft, shy smile, but there’s a light in his eyes that’s hard to miss — a twinkle of curiosity and admiration. he listens intently when you speak, his focus solely on you, hanging on to every word. there’s a gentleness in his demeanor that comes out around you, as if you bring out a softer, more tender side of him.

NISHIMURA RIKI

is curious about you, his gaze observant and bright with interest. there’s a playful edge to his expressions, a teasing smile that tugs at his lips whenever he watches you. riki likes to hover nearby, pretending it’s a coincidence, but his glances are deliberate. he’s intrigued by you, his mind always coming up with little ways to make you smile or laugh. beneath the playful exterior, there’s a subtle tenderness, a flicker of genuine warmth that peeks through whenever he thinks no one is looking — a small, unspoken affection that’s still finding its way to the surface.

[leaderwon]

SLEEPING ON THE COUCH

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enhypen texts when you sleep on the couch and not next to him

luna's diary : wrote this instead of sleeping

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