#jake shim scenarios

[heejamas]

𝗷𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗺𝗮𝘂 🧸☕🍂˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

⟡ genre: fluff, humor

⟡ pairing: jake x female reader (girl boss)

⟡ warnings: kys/kms jokes, cursing, slightly suggestive

[saturnznct]

the sims | dad!jake

➸ note; just a summary of the sims :)

➸ word count; 2189 words

➸ warning(s); accidental pregnancy x2, a bit suggestive, birth & feeding, cryptic pregnancy

enhypen masterlist (lnks will be added later)

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you and jake meet when he and jay go to a bar together lol the two of you can’t stop staring at each other and jay, with the help of some liquid courage, convinces jake to go up to you and get your number

so you start hanging out

he’s so shy with you at first because he has such a big crush and you think he’s just adorable

one day he just thinks fuck it and kisses you and the rest is history

you’d been together for seven years and engaged for a few months when you get pregnant

you were usually great with protection but one time you’d run out of condoms and just decided to take the risk

you were terrified to tell him but he was excited, but a bit unsure of what to do

once your little bump and everything shows up he’s obsessed

very touchy, waits on you hand and foot

all the members are super excited, they love sam so another enha baby to love is super exciting

achy is probably the best way to sum up your pregnancy, your back and feet hurt a lot all of the time

when you find out you’re having a girl he gets so giddy

definitely loves a good chat with the bump 

goes all shy and bashful when she responds to him

i don’t imagine him being the type to sing to the baby?? i think he’s much more of a talker 

never ever gets tired of her moving, can literally just picture him at night being the big spoon with his hand on your bump, his chest aches every time she kicks or moves

when she moves around on the scans you can literally see stars in his eyes 

thinks you’re just the cutest when you get big, waddling around in his hoodies 

keeps the latest scan photo in his wallet

your third trimester is in winter so the fireplace in your apartment is on in the evenings

lots of cuddles together

you very rarely feel insecure because jake makes it very clear just how attractive he finds you

it helps that you’re so hormonal that you’re constantly trying to jump his bones and he is… very receptive to that 

the two of you decide to have a home birth, you love your apartment so much and its a place of comfort for you

also there’s no hassle or stress with transporting her home from a hospital or packing a bag etc

your labour is pretty nice, as much as it can be

you were only in labour for about 9 hours, and being at home surrounded by your familiar walls with the lights dimmed down

jake of course was incredibly supportive the whole time 

ella ara sim is born 10th april at your home in seoul

jake delivered her in your bathtub, and cuts the cord

the greatest moment of his entire life 

ella is a very chilled baby

feeds happily, is easily soothed

loves her daddy, jake can get her to stop crying faster than anyone

you slightly worry he holds her too much, he likes to sit by your floor to ceiling windows overlooking seoul and talk to her for hours about life and all the fun things you’ll do together when she’s older

he holds her in the early mornings in bed, on his chest or in his arms while he scrolls through his phone

these moments definitely help your relationship, when you’re both tired and drained you just sit together with or without the baby

even if you don’t talk you just have this sense that you’re in this together and you understand each other without word

Jake loves it when you’re able to pump, he loves being the one to give her bottles 

ella is only the second enha baby after sam and jay is very insistent on regular playdates, he wants them to be besties so bad 

they’re actually quite indifferent to each other lol 

shows her off to everyone who will look

has a little silver ‘e’ necklace 

when she’s about a year old she visits australia for the first time

jake fusses over her like crazy, it’s australian summer so he’s constantly smothering her with suncream and she’s got her lil bucket hat on

holds her in the pool in his family’s backyard, gently lifting her up and dunking her legs in and out of the water while she giggles like crazy

takes her to meet koalas 

he loves her to be girly, thinks she’s just the cutest when she has cute little floral clothes 

her giggles are his favourite sound in the whole world

purposely tickles her so that she giggles

once he tickles her for so long that she starts coughing and you get annoyed with him

doesn’t tickle her for a while after that

actually doesn’t mind playing with her, will happily sink hours into tea parties and roleplay

the BIGGEST daddy girl

her first word is dada

first steps are towards jake 

jake is so fucking happy

later that night he just sobs and thanks you over and over and over for giving him his perfect baby girl 

always wants to be in his arms or on his lap

jake always allows her to climb all over him and will smother her with kisses 

when ella is 2 you guys finally get married, she’s one of your little bridesmaids

jake spends a lot of time dancing with her during the reception

you enjoy married life for a while, and when ella is 3, jake begins to miss her baby days

so, the two of you decide to start trying again

about 8-9 months later you’re pregnant 

jake is so so excited he wants to tell el straight away but you shut him down lmao 

eventually when you do tell her jake is so excited, his eyes are practically sparkling when he tells her she’s going to be a big sister

you’re pretty much bed bound and sick for the first 4-5 months, you throw up a lot

you get a lot of migraines

jake is great as usual

you and jake had talked about kids before having ella and both of you hoped for at least one of each, so when you found it it was a boy you were so happy

jake suggests his name, he just thinks its so cute

declan daehyun sim is born 1st october at your home in seoul, this time on your bed

jake also delivers him and cuts his cord

slightly more challenging baby

cries often for no real reason, no matter what you do he just cries

lots of sleepless nights

ella’s in primary school at this point so lots of daytime naps together

ella actually isn’t too jealous or anything, she comes and sits quietly next to you or jake when you’re holding declan and just watches him

she likes to hold him herself 

dec is literally jake’s twin, your genes did not stand a single fucking chance 

jake’s nose, jake’s eyes, jake’s mouth, jake’s hair 

gets more and more clear as he grows into a toddler, everyone comments on it

i feel like jake is just as much of a boy dad as he is a girl dad like he has two sides

loves playing legos and football with dec

when dec is born you move into your ‘forever home’, a big apartment in seoul

there’s a pool in your apartment complex so you best believe most nights after dinner jake takes the kids down

when declan is around 18 months, you start throwing up and it doesn’t stop for a couple of weeks and you and jake are like… what the hell

you were on birth control that didn’t give you periods so you didn’t think it would be pregnancy but alas…

you go to the doctor and you’re 5 months pregnant and you had no idea

bit of a shock of course

you don’t know how to react at first 

like dec is still so young, your birth control had clearly failed, you only had 4 months to prepare

but there obviously isn’t much you can really do other than just start gearing up for your baby’s arrival

you get a bump and some symptoms soon after you find out

pregnancy starts kicking your ass during the third trimester though, doesn’t help you’re running after declan all day

jake of course is the best like you don’t even need to say anything, if you’re having a hard day he can just tell and will do anything to alleviate your stress

like if declan is being a lil shit and you’re stressed jake will seamlessly distract him with something else

weirdly good at convincing declan he needs a nap 

you decide to keep the gender a surprise because you know this will definitely be your last one and you’ve had enough surprises yk  

eve sim was born at your home 8th september

born on your bed

jake delivers her and cuts the cord

you’re both ecstatic with another girl, she’s the double of ella as a baby

you don’t give her a name until she’s a couple of days old, jake starts calling her evie cause he thinks it sounds cute, you decide on eve cause it works in korean too 

ella loves eve, she’s so excited to have a sister

declan is not so sure

he’s a bit jealous, especially since he’s still a little baby himself

is a little bratty about it too

you’ll sit down to feed eve and he’ll come up to you and start whining and tugging on your pants

cue jake waltzing in to distract him

i don’t think jake would be very strict

he is very much their friend and ally and they know that 

hates punishments and discipline, i mean he’ll dish it out but really struggles to stay strong when they cry or get upset

will apologise for having to do it afterwards

i don’t think he would be a very pushy parent, wouldn’t be too strict about grades or extra curriculars, but will support them in whatever it is 

the kids go to swimming lessons, but jake loves to help them in your pool at home, it reminds him of his childhood in Australia

definitely the type to just launch them in the air much to your horror 

loves it when the kids come to see a concert, just the knowledge that the kids are in the crowd gives him a little extra energy

engene posting on twitter that jake looks so happy

everything is all about the kids backstage, if they’re there then jake and the members are smothering them in attention

if he goes on your without them he always comes back with toys

accidentally starts a tradition of buying a teddy in each place he goes 

when you pick them up from school their plaits and ponytails and what have you obviously fell out hours ago

eve and ruby are a few months apart in age so they are besties of course 

jake would absolutely say the worst part of being a father is the kids growing up, when they get too big for him to hold and cuddle properly is when his heart hurts when he looks at them

he loves babies so much and always always misses the baby days but seeing his kids grow into independent, strong willed, talented individuals makes him so proud

they’re always his baby girls/boy

even when they’re older he will still give them cuddles when they’re sad

the kids go to australia maybe once a year or every other year, visit jake’s family

but you settle in a big apartment in seoul

kids speak a mix of english and korean at home, there’s no real pattern to it

they speak english amongst each other but i think with jake they mix it up

they also use mainly english names at home, you and jake like them more

they use korean and korean names pretty much anywhere outside the house

although ella does get called el by the members and jake pretty much at all times 

overall the sim family is so so so full of love <3

[luvrseung]

"If you were walking past a strawberry field and you were very hungry, would you eat a strawberry?"

## genre! humor, slightly suggestive (only for jay's), crack, fluff, maybe like the tiniest tiniest bit of angst

## pairing! bf!enhypen x reader

## cw! some cursing, lmk if anything else!

reposts and comments are much appreciated! luv ya!

© luvrseung - do not plagiarize, repost, translate, copy, or alter any of my content please and thank you.

[snghnlvr]

𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠. / sim jaeyun

sim jaeyun x fem reader!

read part two here <3

synopsis : who knew there was something behind your relationship with the infamous smart guy at school? you had questions as to why jake likes you and chose you to be his girlfriend out of all people. soon, you found out the truth: by a bet.

includes : 1.5k | cursing (internally) | again with the one sided relationship sigh | i’m a SUCKER for angst so.. | jake is a loser and i would end myself if this happened irl | y/n you’re too nice :((

extra: olivia rodrigo is my mom , if i was y/n i would’ve slapped the shit out of jake but let’s not get too physical here eh?? :] , i haven’t seen much jake angst (because he’s the most loving human ever??? he would NEVER ever do something like this) so here i am… :D

likes, comments, and reposts are very much appreciated <3

[below the cut]

“thanks for making me get $100, babe”

you look up from your seat to see your boyfriend, jake holding a $100 bill between his index and middle fingers. he sent you a wink which already made you blush like crazy but then you slowly processed the words.

what?

“what?” your expression dropped. you looked at jake, waiting for a response for what he meant.

“i said,” he planted his two hands in front of his desk, staring down at you with his beautiful eyes of his. you stared back with nothing but confusion in your eyes.

“thanks for letting me have $100 sweet cheeks.” jake’s lips curved up. he slowly leaned towards your cheeks, pecking them before proudly looking down at his cash.

that little nickname he gave you made your hearts do back flips as usual.

you stood still before replying, “what do you mean? you used me?”

you’ve liked jake ever since he was in the school’s soccer team since sophomore year. he’s popular for his smartness, his godly visuals, his amazing personality of his that steals the hearts of girls, and his talents.

your introverted personality of yours didn’t dare to make a move on jake. you were undoubtedly shy and didn’t like social interaction very much. all of the girls were in line to ask him out and directly confess their love to him, but you didn’t. you weren’t in line, you were just observing him from the side, mentally noting what he likes, didn’t like, what topics he likes to talk about and many more.

the only proof that you like him was through a little post it note you had on your desk before leaving to go to cafeteria.

sim jaeyun <3

was all you’ve written in pink in your yellow post it note. you haven’t told anyone, even your closest friend for you would be afraid of the public teasing that would soon eventually let the whole school know you like jake.

five months, he suddenly asked you out because he thought you were the “most beautiful girl i had ever laid eyes on but was scared to make a move”, quoted by sim jake himself.

at first you didn’t question it as to why he randomly asked you out.

you remember that day, you were blushing like crazy, heart almost ripping out of your rib cage, and you had all sorts of scenarios and activities both you and jake can do because both of you are in a relationship.

well, were in a relationship.

“yeah.” your thoughts were interrupted when jake responded with a heartless tone. “i admit that you were cute when you bought me gifts, but either than that,

i’ve never liked you.” his tone was monotonous.

is that why i reminded him of my birthday? is that why i reminded him of our monthsavrie? when my classes end? is that why i was the first to everything? good morning texts?

thinking about your past memories where you felt the most happy with jake,

was all just an act. just for the damn $100 dollars.

jake being the first one to hold your hand whenever both of you met, even if it’s a minute in the hallways or meeting after school ended, him being the first to notice you shivering and toss you his hoodie even if he was cold, him volunteering to help you study your subjects even if it’s 2am, him wiping your lips with his soft fingers from eating ice cream, him listening to your rants and sobs whenever your parents fight late at night, and always looking at you with nothing but love and admiration you believed,

all an act?

you lowered your head, trying to contain your proper breathing and trying not let your tears fall down. you exhaled, closing your eyes.

“who asked you?”

jake’s face slightly clenched when seeing your eyes filled with rage yet tears threatening to spill out. “who asked you for the bet?” you asked once again but with a firm tone. you didn’t break eye contact. you were thinking of his friends he always hung out with, park sunghoon, yang jungwon, lee heeseung, and many more but you felt like these people - your best friends as well - would never hurt you like that.

instead of being sad and running away, you’re staring at your ex boyfriend with bitterness. the loving stare you’ve had towards jake was rather replaced as if he’s your enemy. yeah, you’ve been backstabbed.

“does it matter?” jake tilted his head, shrugging it off. “what matters is i got my money.” he flicked his bill right in front of your face, his tongue peaking when he mockingly smiled at you.

you glanced at the dollar and then back at jake.

“did i mean nothing to you?” you asked, your thoughts suddenly spilling from your lips. “was our relationship nothing to you?” a tear spilled out of your eyes. seconds later, multiple of them were easily sliding down your cheeks.

you stood up from your seat, looking directly into jake’s emotionless eyes. “did you have fun playing with my feelings? did you enjoy taking my likeness towards you as an advantage? were your friends having fun hyping us up whenever we were around them? did you at least have some fucking sympathy for me!?”

after screaming, you looked down. you were going crazy. literally.

“god, y/n calm down. you’re embarrassing me, lower your volume.” jake crinkled his nose, eyes wandering around to see if there was anyone near the both of you.

despite not looking at him, you can hear the annoyance in his tone and the rolling of his eyes whenever you guys argue. he would call you “overdramatic.”

“fine.” you gulped before looking at him. you imagined yourself as a crying mess. it’s like every argument you had, jake would not cry, but you were.

you had to contain yourself to not let your emotions overwhelm you, but it’s hard right now.

you just got used for money.

“i hope that $100 dollar bill reminds you how much of a shitty person you are.” you grabbed your book bag and ran for your life.

out of that suffocating room.

i can’t believe it, you thought.

he’s a bitch he’s a bitch why is he a bitch!? why did he choose me!? why did he hurt me? i did nothing but .. love him and be there for him.. what did i do to get treated like this??

your chest hurts like shit, you can’t breathe, you can’t think properly, all you wanna do is to hide forever and never face jake the following monday at school. you wanted to go anywhere. anywhere but be in a room with him, sim jaeyun.

god, love is fucking embarrassing as hell.

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YEAHHH jake angst drabble🕺 idk how to feel this one as i can’t imagine jake doing such a thing :(( but we need a change don’t we ? i hope you enjoyed it!! thank you for reading!! ❣️

[sunshyni]

vampiro da guarda | Jake

Jake × Fem!Reader | fluff | primeiro textinho de halloween (não que eu ache que haverão outros KKKK) | wc: 2k

sinopse: se apaixonar romanticamente por um gatinho, no sentido literal, definitivamente não estava nos seus planos.

notinha da Sun: tô viciada em “Brought The Heat Back”, então decidi escrever alguma coisa inspirada nessa música 😁 Eu sei que vocês gostam de uma coisa mais picante uh la la, masss essa aqui é extremamente bobinha e fofa. Talvez eu faça uma pt.2 porque deixei alguns pontos abertos, mas é só talvez mesmo!! KKKKK Espero que vocês gostem!!

boa leitura, docinhos!! 🦇

Você tinha se mudado para aquela cidadezinha remota não fazia nem três semanas, mas coisas estranhas estavam acontecendo. Sentia-se como se estivesse dentro da sua série favorita, “Teen Wolf”, só que sem a parte do ensino médio. A questão é que você trabalhava numa clínica veterinária, exercendo seu técnico em auxiliar de veterinária. Tanto você quanto Jungwon, seu melhor amigo, eram novos na região. Ele fazia o tipo medroso; você era curiosa demais. Talvez morresse primeiro se estivesse em um filme de terror, como o resultado daquele quiz que vocês fizeram dois dias atrás, mas, pelo menos, morreria com a curiosidade saciada.

— A gente tem que sair daqui o mais rápido possível, me escuta — ele disse, enquanto mastigava uma Fini daquelas azedinhas. Você tomou um gole do seu café tradicional e revirou os olhos.

— Jungwon, a gente tá há sei lá quanto tempo procurando emprego na área. Ninguém aceita dois jovens de 20 anos sem experiência — aquilo era verdade. Jungwon suspirou, batendo os pés tal qual uma criança mimada que precisa mesmo de uma coleção daqueles bonequinhos de ratinhos.

— Talvez a gente já saiba porque eles decidiram contratar dois jovens bobinhos — ele te olhou, e você roubou uma cobrinha repleta de açúcar azedo da embalagem dele. — Não consigo entender a morte daquele cão.

Todo o sangue drenado, não tinha nada. O cão estava oco. Nem sabiam direito em que horário ele havia falecido. Aquilo não saía da sua cabeça, e muito menos da de Jungwon, principalmente da de Jungwon aparentemente. Não podia negar que a cidade tinha uma atmosfera esquisita: anoitecia depressa, quase não tinha comércio, e o bar local era a única diversão que os habitantes tinham. No entanto, ele parecia sempre deserto, como se as pessoas se resguardassem com medo de algo maior, algo sobrenatural, quem sabe? Lobisomens ou...

— Para com essa história maluca de vampiros, Jungwon — você disse para o seu amigo, cutucando-o nas costelas e fazendo-o reagir imediatamente com um pulo do banco. Sempre fora extremamente sensível para cócegas. — Desse jeito você vai ficar maluco.

— Depois não me diz que eu não te avisei. Preciso de mais glicose, vou ver se eles têm aquele pirulito com pozinho.

Você assentiu, observando-o caminhar até um mercadinho pequeno do outro lado da rua. Estavam no centro da cidade, onde a quantidade mínima de estabelecimentos se reunia, como se aquele fosse o shopping local.

— Ah, achei que você não tinha comprado o seu — Niki, um dos clientes frequentes da clínica, apareceu de repente ao seu lado, segurando dois copos fumegantes de chocolate quente. Você ergueu seu copo já frio de café, dizendo: — Esse aqui já acabou mesmo.

Ele sorriu, sentando-se ao seu lado, no mesmo lugar onde seu amigo estava segundos atrás. Percebeu que Niki estava de olho em você desde a primeira vez que se encontraram na clínica e não achou aquilo ruim. Embora Jungwon sempre fizesse questão de não te deixar sozinha com o garoto em questão, dizia que Niki poderia ser um serial killer, um maluco disfarçado naquela cidade de malucos também. Mas você sempre ignorava suas palavras com um gesto de abano.

— Tá afim de sair esse final de semana? Pra um encontro? — você corou com a pergunta súbita, ficando meio sem palavras. Era sim ou não, mas, mesmo assim, parecia que suas cordas vocais não queriam fazer o trabalho delas. Você se remexeu no banco, olhou para ele, e, no momento em que iria responder com um “sim” não muito confiante e duvidoso, escutou o miado manhoso demais de um gato.

Olhou para o chão, para o seu lado, e sentiu quando o gato passou pelas suas pernas, se esfregando e ronronando em uma delas. Niki te chamou de novo e colocou uma mão sobre a sua, parecendo um tanto quanto afobado, querendo sua resposta logo e sem se importar muito com o novo amigo no chão.

— Ah... Sim? Como aqui não tem... — o gato continuou te circulando e até arranhou sua calça jeans de boca larga. Você se perdia no raciocínio toda vez que acompanhava a baderna que o gato fazia pela sua atenção. — Nenhum lugar minimamente interessante, posso te mostrar meus dotes culinários em casa.

Niki sorriu, sorriu muito, um sorriso completo que moldou seus lábios perfeitamente. Você deu um sorriso meio sem graça e finalmente segurou o gatinho, cujos pelos eram tão pretos que chegavam a brilhar, a cintilar. Os olhos amarelos sinceramente te hipnotizaram demais.

— Acho que ele tá com sede. Já volto. — Niki olhou para o gato com certo desdém, se você realmente fosse boa em linguagem corporal teria percebido isso, e assentiu mudo. O sorriso já não existia nos lábios dele, exibindo uma expressão neutra enquanto te observava atravessar a rua com o gatinho em mãos até o mercadinho, onde Jungwon estava. Encontrou-o com uma grande cesta de doces de embalagens coloridas, enquanto tinha a última Fini na boca.

— Voxê não vai acreditar — ele disse sem olhar para você. Quando o fez, arregalou os olhos para a criatura no seu colo, como se o gato fosse um gato-polvo com vários tentáculos te engolindo. — Ai, meu Deus. Você tava escondido aqui esse tempo todo?

— Quê? Que que você tá falando? — você questionou, e Jungwon sorriu ao terminar de mastigar o doce entre os dentes, te acompanhando até o caixa. Você passou a garrafinha de água, enquanto ele colocou na pequena esteira os mil e um doces que escolhera.

— Onde você encontrou esse gato? — seu melhor amigo questionou, e você deu de ombros enquanto acariciava o pelo do gatinho fofo.

— Quero levar ele pra casa.

— Você quer levar todo animal pra casa, ô metida a Luisa Mell — você mostrou a língua para ele, enquanto ele pagava pelas compras e se despedia da caixa com um sorrisinho.

— Tô pensando num nome... Sombrio, talvez? — você questionou enquanto andavam na calçada. Ele destacou outra embalagem de doces e colocou uma gelatina em formato de chapéu de bruxa na sua boca.

— Pra uma pessoa sem criatividade que nem você, é uma boa — ele disse, e você revirou os olhos.

Com o passar do tempo, você descobriu que Sombrio era o gato mais manhoso e doce que já conhecera. Ele queria te seguir para todo lugar, incluindo seu trabalho. No entanto, as últimas noites tinham sido estranhas: você acordava no meio da noite, quente, com a estranha sensação de um homem misterioso compartilhando a cama com você. Mas, quando olhava ao lado da cama de casal, encontrava Sombrio dormindo pacientemente. Era esquisito como sentia a pressão de mãos estranhas, que logo se tornaram familiares. Elas tocavam sua cintura, pousavam na sua barriga, e você podia até sentir uma fragrância diferente. No entanto, sempre que abria os olhos, assustada, não encontrava nada.

— O que eu te disse sobre o Niki?

— Sombrio não para de me morder, parece um pernilongozinho, sempre arrancando sangue de mim. — Você posicionou o celular na mesinha de centro, ficando de lado para Jungwon, do outro lado da ligação de vídeo, enquanto acariciava os pelos de Sombrio. Ele dormia tranquilo sobre sua barriga, mas, com a pequena menção de seu nome, levantou a cabeça para te olhar com aqueles belos olhos amarelos.

— Tá me escutando?

— Você me falou pra ficar longe, que ele poderia me matar e esconder meu corpo no quintal dele. Mas e daí? Faz muito tempo desde a última vez que um cara se interessou por mim. — Você beijou os pelos do gatinho, acomodando-se melhor no sofá. — Tô com uma torta no forno, e daqui a uma hora ele já deve aparecer.

— Meu número é o seu número de emergência, né? — Você bufou, mas assentiu para a câmera. — Promete que vai deixar o celu...

Você se inclinou para clicar na bolinha vermelha e desligar a ligação de vídeo. Depois, olhou para Sombrio.

— Eu sei, ele fala demais.

Seus olhos começaram a pesar com o entardecer que entrava em raios de luz alaranjada pela cortina da sua janela. Em pouco tempo, você estava dormindo. Só não esperava começar a tossir desesperadamente pouco depois. Quando olhou para a cozinha aberta, soltou um gritinho: tudo estava em brasas. Como uma torta poderia ter causado aquilo tão rápido? Seus dedos trêmulos pegaram o celular para ligar para os bombeiros, mas... Onde estava Sombrio?

— Vai ficar aí esperando o fogo te alcançar?

De fato, as chamas começavam a se alastrar pela sala, e o cheiro de queimado te deixava desconfortável. Mas o mais importante: como aquele cara desconhecido havia entrado na sua casa? E onde diabos estava Sombrio?

— Acho que eu prefiro morrer carbonizada do que nas mãos de uma pessoa desconhecida que tá literalmente dentro da minha casa. — Você deu alguns passos para trás. No entanto, se recuasse mais um pouco, entraria no foco do incêndio, e o teto poderia desabar na sua cabeça. Então, você parou, analisando bem as opções. Correr seria inútil: nunca foi muito forte fisicamente.

— Assim você me magoa. — Ele fez um beicinho e avançou até você num piscar de olhos, literalmente se teletransportando para pegar sua mão e te puxar para fora. Depois disso, tudo virou uma sucessão de eventos confusos.

Niki não apareceu naquela noite, mas Jungwon chegou minutos depois dos bombeiros. Ele te abraçou apertado e te conduziu até a garagem da sua casa, quando o incêndio foi controlado. Entrar na casa, no entanto, era impossível por causa do cheiro de queimado.

Você se sentou no sofá antigo que ainda estava na garagem. O outro sofá, o vermelho que você tanto gostava, provavelmente já tinha sido consumido pelo fogo. Por sorte, o andar superior e a garagem não foram atingidos, mas seus problemas respiratórios te impediram de ficar lá por muito tempo.

— Eu não tenho muita certeza de que uma torta causaria todo esse rebuliço — você comentou para Jungwon, que te olhou com uma expressão suspeita. — Tá, fala logo o que você quer dizer.

— Acho que você precisa saber que...

— Por que deixou ela me chamar de Sombrio esse tempo todo, hein? Não que eu esteja reclamando, foi fofo.

Você tampou a boca com as mãos ao ver o mesmo homem de antes aparecer diante de você. Queria gritar, mas Jungwon te impediu, ajoelhando-se na sua frente. Você, devagar, se sentou no sofá, ainda em choque.

— O Sombrio, na verdade, é o Jake. Ele é um vampiro.

— Híbrido, na verdade. O Jungwon é o seu vampiro da guarda, mas ele quase te entregou de bandeja pro Niki. — Jake afastou Jungwon de perto de você e colocou suas pernas no sofá, fazendo você se deitar. Em seguida, ele cobriu seu corpo com uma manta fina que, de alguma forma, estava ali naquele cômodo.

Você permaneceu estática, absorvendo cada detalhe daquele homem impecável. Era difícil acreditar, mas os olhos de Jake eram idênticos aos de Sombrio. Eles hipnotizavam, te atraíam de uma forma que você nunca pensou ser possível.

— Vampiro da guarda? — você perguntou, confusa.

Jake se ajoelhou ao seu lado, como Jungwon fizera antes de ser expulso. Aliás, Jungwon já tinha desaparecido do local — fazia sentido, sendo vampiro. Mas por que ele gastara tanto tempo com você nas idas de ônibus para a faculdade?

— É, às vezes os anjos se cansam disso. Vocês humanos são muito imprudentes, então a tarefa fica para as aberrações do inferno — vulgo vampiros. — Jake acariciou seus cabelos e suas bochechas, e você estremeceu. Conhecia aquelas mãos. Agora estava dando um rosto àquelas carícias: era ele quem te tocava de madrugada, te aninhava e te abraçava apertado. Não era algo que sua mente carente tinha inventado.

— Então foi você...

— Desculpa, você vive me acariciando, queria retribuir de alguma forma, mas não podia me revelar naquele momento. Eu nem deveria estar fazendo isso.

Seus olhos se prenderam aos dele, e você sentiu suas mãos formigarem, querendo tocá-lo.

— Mas a assembleia dos vampiros já tá puta comigo há um bom tempo.

— Sombrio...

— É Jake. Mas não me importo se você quiser...

Você o beijou, de verdade. Jake subiu sobre você, fazendo você envolver suas pernas em volta dele. Ele tocou suas bochechas e esfregou os narizes de vocês antes de se afastarem.

— Já tava começando a achar esquisito me sentir atraída por um gato.

Jake sorriu, os cabelos ligeiramente bagunçados e os caninos mais pontudos, como um vampiro deve ter. Você deveria estar aterrorizada, mas se sentia tranquila. Afinal, tinha dois vampiros da guarda.

— O Jungwon tava certo. O Niki queria te matar. Ele é um dos nossos, mas do grupinho dos rebeldes.

Você assentiu, e Jake se deitou apertado ao seu lado, te abraçando para dar mais espaço.

— Mas ele tava começando a ter sentimentos por você, o que é pior ainda.

Jake te beijou outra vez, esfregando o nariz no seu e lambendo sua bochecha de brincadeira, como fazia na forma de gato.

— E o que você fez pra impedir isso?

— Esquentei um pouco as coisas.

da sua vampi... gatinha preferida @sunshyni. Todos os direitos reservados.

[gyumazing]

ENHYPEN

Enhypen as your brother and how they get you to acknowledge their presence/forgive them after an argument.

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Genre: Fluff (a little bit of angst on Heeseung and Jay's part lol)

Warnings ⚠️: Swearing

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Yang Jungwon

Idk. I could see him being so annoying at first despite being the one begging for forgiveness. But, I guess that's just him being desperate because aside from the boys, you're his only friend. Also, you guys rarely fight or argue. So, if you refuse to speak to him, he will slowly succumb to insanity.

"It's dinner time." Jungwon knocked on your door. You ignored him. "It's dinner time," he repeated with his stern voice.

After a while, when you still didn't respond to his calls, you heard your doorknob click. You immediately pulled your comforter up and hid yourself like a caterpillar in a cocoon.

"Yah." He forcefully grabbed your comforter out of your body, successfully yeeting it away from you. You looked at him with a blank face. He frowned. "Are you still not talking to me?" You scoffed. He buried his face in his palms and started pacing back and forth.

You rolled your eyes.

And since you didn't really want to talk to him now, "Hey, Alexa. How do you tell someone to get the fuck out of your face?" you said out of spite, grabbing your comforter back from him.

A robotic female voice suddenly chimed in, showing results.

Jungwon groaned.

He sighed in exasperation. "Okay, fine. I messed up."

You rolled your eyes again.

"Hey Alexa, how do you tell someone to—"

"Okay, okay, okay. I was the douchebag for trying to come between you and Riki." His lips formed into a straight line, knees meeting your carpeted floor as he kneeled.

You scoffed.

You raised your brows. You waved your hands in front of him, signaling that he should get up.

"I'm sorry. Please just talk to me again." He begged. You raised your brows. "I will wash the dishes for 2 full weeks..." He sighed in defeat.

Fair enough.

Nishimura Riki

The creaking of your bedroom door in the middle of you binge-watching a scary documentary? Don't worry, that's just Ni-ki attempting to turn your bedroom lights on, fully knowing that you hate it when it's bright in your room. Don't get him wrong though, this is just his way of apologizing; annoying you to the core until you acknowledge his presence out of wrath.

"Asshole." You screamed, hearing his footsteps echo from outside your door.

"Asshole!" He repeated.

You sighed, gluing your eyes back at your laptop screen again. But after a few minutes of peace and solitude, you saw a head pop out of your door frame again, grinning mischievously. And then, everything went pitch black. After a couple of seconds, the lights turned on again. Then, pitch black. Then, turned on again.

Then, he ran away.

If eyes could throw daggers, your twin would lay dead on the floor right now.

"Asshole!" You shouted again.

"Asshole!" He mocked all over again, too.

You stomped your feet and marched towards the light switch to turn it off with a loud thud. You know, you almost convinced yourself that you should be the bigger person and let your brother's shenanigans slide. But, when you heard him giggling unapologetically outside your bedroom door still, your nose suddenly flared in a much intense rage.

"I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL PUNCH YOU IN THE FACE YOU FREAKI—"

But then, you were suddenly choked out of air by a hug.

Riki batted his eyelashes sarcastically. "You've already forgiven me, right?" He lifted you up in the air, making you squirm.

Park Jongseong

Princess treatment. He doesn't really talk to you first until you talk to him first. But, he'll do things that will certainly lift off whatever grudge you have for him.

"Hey mom? Could you pass me the salt please?" You said. But Jay was quick to pass it to you instead. He even slices up your steak quietly for you because he knows that you hate the feeling of cutlery being glided onto a glass plate.

You were about to say "Thank you" but you remembered that you're supposed to be mad at him right now so you start digging in instead.

Some time when you guys were having dessert, a pile of vanilla ice cream was suddenly transferred on top of your already ice cream topped chocolate cake. You saw Jay looking straight ahead at his food, as if he didn't just give out his own ice cream because he knows you like it.

You felt a little bad for ignoring him.

"So, Y/n... Did you like your necklace?" Your mom broke the silence at the dining table, feeling the tension between you and your older brother.

You beamed at your mom and replied with a happy nod. "I was surprised to see it on my bed earlier. I really like it, mom. It's really pretty. Thank you so much." You smiled.

Your mom shook her head.

"Oh honey, that's not from us. That's from Jay," she corrected you.

You coughed awkwardly, looking towards Jay who was minding his own business beside you.

You teared up a little. Now, you feel really, really bad for snapping at him. After all, he just wants the best for you.

You sighed.

"Oppa..." You mumbled, fidgeting with your thumb, biting your lip. Jay turned slowly towards you. You tried to say something but you didn't really know where to start. In the end, you were only able to let out a pathetic "Sorry."

But then, Jay ruffled your hair affectionately.

"No. I'm sorry for saying mean things to you, baby. You're right... Jungwon treats you well and I'm just overreacting." He shook his head, berating himself.

"I'm... It's just that..." You fumbled with your words.

He ruffled your hair again.

"It's okay. Eat up now. Your food is getting cold."

Park Sunghoon

Oh. OH. Don't get me started with this guy. His pride is overflowing, and even though he looks like a kicked puppy whenever you ignore him, he'd somehow find a way to twist the situation, trying to make you beg for his attention instead.

"Oh yeah. YEAH SURE. Y/N's ignoring me so I guess I'm just gonna sell the TXT concert ticket that I bought for her." He'd side-eye you while emphasizing the word 'sell' so you immediately turned your head to his side, feeling betrayed.

You're not sure if he's joking or what because you never knew he bought you concert tickets in the first place.

You rolled your eyes mindlessly though.

Whatever.

"Oh. Okay. I guess I'll go to Japan with Sunoo instead." Sunghoon sing-songed when he saw you entering your guys' house through the main door, as if he wasn't quietly sulking in the living room earlier, waiting for you to come back home.

You scoffed now. You guys already planned on spending summer in Japan together, and it was supposed to be your first out-of-the-country trip without your parents.

Obviously, you know that this is just him trying to get your attention... But, fully knowing your brother's pettiness level, you wouldn't be surprised if he actually went on with his threat.

So, you sighed, facing his way.

"You're the worst." You muttered, storming out of the house, leaving a dumbfounded Sunghoon on his own.

In the end, Sunghoon finally came to his senses and apologized properly to you. Of course, you ended up forgiving him.

Sim Jaeyun

Unlike the other members, he'll say sorry immediately and acknowledge his faults rather than doing unnecessary shenanigans just to keep his pride intact.

"2 minutes?" Jake asks, making you nod.

"Yup, wait for two minutes and try again." Your voice sounded so mechanical as you glanced at your wristwatch, still beyond pissed at your brother for ruining your supposed date night with Riki. As per his words, you guys are way too young to date and to be left alone together.

You get that he's very protective and he means well... but he treats you like a freaking kid most of the time, and it's actually annoying you to the core.

"2 minutes? Oh, okay." Jake sighs, stretching his arms a little then adjusts his cap.

You raised your brows at him.

"Dude... What are you doing?" You looked at him confusedly.

"Hmmm?" Jake replied in the same confused manner as you are, hitting you with his puppy eyes as he stood outside your room awkwardly.

You pointed at his hands.

Jake looked at his hand and immediately hid it behind his back, chuckling embarrassedly.

"Oh... I was counting to... you know... until 2 minutes is over... so I could apologize again..."

You sighed, not long after, letting out a chuckle.

"You're such a loser sometimes, you know?"

"So... does this mean you forgive me or..?" Jake asks, fiddling with his nails.

You shook your head.

"No. Not yet. Until you explain everything to Ni-ki and clarify that I didn't purposely ditch our date, you're dead to me, Jake." You jokingly threw a punch.

Lee Heeseung

Offers the most proper apology out of them all. Poor Heeseung, he'd just feel so guilty about it that you could almost see the guilt flooding from his eyes.

"Kuya?" You gasped surprisedly when you heard a knock on your door, only to be greeted by an apologetic looking Heeseung, carrying at least 3 plastic bags with his arms. "It's 2 AM... I thought you were supposed to stay at your dorm right now?" Your voice was quiet and stoic as you were still wary about the recent argument you just had with him over the phone when you told him about your plans of spending summer with your guys' toxic relatives.

Heeseung cared for you so much. Growing up in a highly dysfunctional family and having to care for you since you were in diapers, despite him being unable to fend for himself properly yet, he's practically your parent at this point. And when he finally debuted as an idol and earned enough money, he immediately fetched you back from your hometown and enrolled you in a prestigious school in Seoul to keep you away from the toxicity and to have you closer by his side too.

Heeseung developed a sense of protectiveness towards you, which you understand well. He despises the fact that you guys were getting pushed over by your so-called 'family', and hearing you mutter from your own mouth that you're gonna spend your summer with them just made him go batshit crazy... because, why would you willingly step back into the den you guys tried so hard to break free from? He didn't understand.

What he didn't understand too is that you're willing to reconnect. After all, they're family. That's why you got into an argument. An argument so bad that he raised his voice at you for the first time in God knows how long, and now he's here, in front of your dorm room looking so ashamed and sorry when he's supposed to be at his company right now.

"Get in, kuya." You told him when you realized that you guys were awkwardly standing in the middle of your dormitory's hallway. "The guards let you in? It's 2 AM... Did you drive here all alone?" You asked worriedly.

Heeseung plopped down on your couch and tapped the space beside him.

He looked at you sadly... You looked at him worriedly.

"You know how much I care for you, right?" He asks.

You nodded.

"Okay. That's good. I'm sorry for snapping at you earlier... You can spend the summer with them if you really want to. I just got really worried." He assured, explaining. You looked at him with a melancholic smile. Now you feel bad for being mad at him earlier. He just wants the best for you. "I—... I'm... I'm real—"

You cut Heeseung off with a hug.

"No. I'm sorry, kuya." You sobbed.

Kim Sunoo

Would ignore you too but only for 2 days. Istg. He'd be knocking on your door holding two tubs of ice cream without saying anything. Weirdly enough, despite multiple bickerings and misunderstandings between you growing up, neither of you says sorry to each other. Somehow you guys just make up after a few days. And this time, it was no different.

"Hey..." Sunoo greets coolly, placing two tubs of ice cream on the counter table.

You were about to reply to his greeting, but you remembered, right, you're mad at him because he was so against your relationship with Sunghoon.

"I brought ice cream..." Sunoo's voice was cautiously casual as he plunked down two tubs of ice cream on the counter.

You eyed him warily, trying to stay mad. But two tubs of ice cream were hard to resist. "Uh-huh," you replied noncommittally, grabbing a spoon.

The two of you sat there, each digging into your respective tubs with exaggerated seriousness. It was almost comical how you avoided eye contact, each pretending the other didn't exist.

After a few spoonfuls (okay, maybe more like two), you couldn't help it. "You know, you're ridiculous," you blurted out, ice cream still in your mouth.

Sunoo looked up, a hint of sassines in his eyes. "Says the one dating Sunghoon."

You rolled your eyes but couldn't suppress a snort. "Yeah, well, he's better than you at sharing ice cream."

Sunoo scoffed. "As if! I brought two tubs, didn't I?"

"Yeah, but who gets the last bite?" you challenged, trying not to laugh.

He grinned, a genuine one this time. "I guess we'll have to battle it out."

And just like that, the tension melted away faster than your ice cream. You started playfully arguing about who got to lick the tub clean, throwing spoonfuls at each other and making a mess of the kitchen. By the end of it, there were more ice cream splatters on both of you than in the tubs.

"Alright, truce," Sunoo declared, wiping his face with a paper towel and trying to look serious again.

"Truce," you agreed.

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A/N: Watch me post all of my drafts in one sitting 🫰🏻 jkjk. I'm about to go to uni next month as a freshman so I'm utilizing my free time before school starts and shits on me again. ✌🏻 Anyways, I'm so excited for Romance: Untold Acdhshdhjskkkkkkkkkk. 😭🫡

[sanaxo-o]

We can’t be friends (Jake Sim)

Warnings/genre: ah well lovers to strangers, misunderstandings, angst, hurt comfort at the end ig? Not proofread so let me know if there should be any corrections. Plz let me know if more warnings or anything should be here.

Word count: 1,340

Sana: a enhypen post in a while??? This was originally written for TBZ Kevin and i thought I should post something for en- before going on a hiatus so here it is. Hope you guys enjoy it <3 also a huge thanks to @mosviqu for making the banner despite her busy schedule. You ate 😍🙏

Taglist: @cloverdaisies @mosviqu @bella-feed @kimsohn @a-dream-bookmark

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Date: March 30th 2024

Sitting in the corner of the room you stare at all the people mingling with each other, laughing and giggling as if everything is normal and going oh so well in their lives when in fact it’s crumbling apart. 

Taking a sip of the beer which was almost over you look around the room once again when your eyes meet his, staring at you from across the room. 

You could feel your heart beating again, the way it started beating loudly made you scared, not because you feared him but because you feared yourself. 

You swore to yourself that you had moved on from him. After everything you both went through, you thought it’s better if you stayed just as friends but you yourself knew that you both cannot be friends. 

Every passing second of the day made you loathe him more, not because he was your ex but because he just decided to give up on your relationship just like that when you decided it was the end. 

Keeping the can of bear on the nearest table you found you grabbed your coat and walked away from there. Not being able to sit there and act as if everything was alright when it in fact was not. You knew it was not, he knew it was not. 

Date: March 20th 2024 

Sitting on the bed you hold the necklace in your hand as you take in a deep breath. You hated arguing with him, in fact you hated when you would snap at each other simply because you both would bottle up your feelings. 

The countless misunderstandings you both went through meant nothing at this point when your whole relationship is tearing apart like this. 

“What’s the point?” You hear Jake mumble briefly as he sits up from his lying position and places his head in his hands. 

You could feel your heart breaking when you heard his voice for the first time ever since the argument you both had in the living. 

You muster up the courage and strength to speak as you let out the words which were oh so irritating for someone in his shoes because of the obliviousness “What do you mean?” 

You close your eyes when you hear Jake let out a scoff, “You know what I mean, this is not working out. Whatever we have going on, none of it is working out. We can pretend that it’s all fine but deep down you know nothing is. Let’s stop wasting each other's time and just..end it.” Jake says that as he stands up from the bed and grabs his coat to walk out of the room. 

“Can we still be friends?” You ask him, halting in his steps Jake turns around and lets out a small sigh when he sees your expectant eyes which were now filled with tears threatening to fall down and roll down your cheeks. 

“We can’t be friends..” he says as he leaves the room and slams the door of your house shut. 

You sit there in silence as you look around the room, on this very bed you celebrated your 20th birthday with him. 

“We can’t be friends, but I’d just like to pretend…” you mumble to yourself as you bring your legs to your chest and let your tears fall down. 

Date: March 30th 2024 

Time: 12:47 PM

Walking down the street you hug yourself closer as you look up at the sky, it was empty which made you smile but it had no feelings. 

You stop walking when you hear footsteps behind you, turning your head you could feel your face stiffening when you see Jake running in your direction. 

“Are you going back home?” He says once he is in front of you. Giving him a single nod you start walking again, not being able to stare at him for another second. 

Walking in silence you stare at the ground while kicking the stones on the sidewalk. Taking in a deep breath you look up at Jake who was walking beside you. 

In his words he just wanted to make sure you reached home safely. Hence, the reason he decided to accompany you. 

“Do you regret it?” You ask suddenly. You notice Jake stopping in his tracks for a moment only to walk again as he tries to act nonchalant. 

“Regret what?” He asks softly as he looks down at you, his eyes looking like daydreams. You still remember how you always felt seen and heard at night. 

For you night is when you can finally be yourself, you don’t have to hide yourself anymore. 

“Us breaking up…” 

Letting out a deep breath Jake looks at you with a small smile as he holds your hand guides you towards the end of the footpath to sit down on the ground. 

“We needed to put an end to our story Y/N…I did not want to continue feeding on the monstrous fire which was increasing day by day. It’s difficult, yeah…but that’s the best for us.” He says softly as he holds your hands in hid for comfort. 

“It’s hard. Really hard. I don’t know how you’re acting all fine..” you tell him as you pull your hand away from him. 

“I am not fine if that’s what you’re wondering. I tell myself countless times to just wait for you to come back but then I was the one who broke up with you. I wish we could still be friends but I cannot get myself to do it. I cannot pretend to be your friend when I know I want more than that.” He says as he lets out a small sob. 

“I can wait for you. I can wait for your love, I can do that..” you say as you try to stop yourself from crying over this again. 

Shaking his head he lets your hand go as he stands up and helps you stand up. 

“Can I just say one thing?” You say softly, your words coming out slurred as the alcohol starts getting to you. Giving you a small nod he helps you walk towards your house, “Know that you made me the happiest person when we were together. I couldn’t ask for more than what we had…it feels like you left me hanging by myself but I know I would have to move on and let this story die.” 

You say everything in one go as you cough and hiccup. You notice Jake opening his mouth to speak again but you stop him by putting your finger up telling him that you want to continue and that you’re not done yet, “For now, it’s only me but…but I’d like to pretend that we’re still friends, okay?” You say as you look at him with your expectant eyes. 

“Okay…whatever you say..” he says softly as he looks down at your shining eyes which were staring back up at him. “Maybe that’s all you need to move on from me..” he says, mostly to himself but you catch onto it but he doubts you’d remember all this in the morning tomorrow. 

Reaching your door steps he helps you stand straight as he looks through your bag to find your keys. 

“You keep on clinging to your papers and pens, yeah?” You say softly in a joking manner as you enter the house and slam the door shut on his face. 

Letting out a small chuckle Jake looks at your door as he takes a step back, stuffing his hands in his pockets he takes a one last look at your door and walks away. 

That’s an end to a story then, something which was bittersweet. There are some moments he wishes he could forget all together but most of them are the ones he cherishes the most and that’s what matters to him. 

You guys maybe strangers to each other now but the time you both spent as lovers was some of the most valuable ones. 

[berrychar]

"Careful,” “Keep looking at me like that, and I might start thinking you actually like me."

"Don't flatter yourself, Jaeyun." "I only look at things I want to figure out-doesn't mean I want to keep them."

[j4ystar]

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episode three — past + present

♫ when i come around - green day

that secret was quite tempting, if you were something, it was nosy. you pick up your phone and for a moment heeseung thinks you’re about to leave him. however you sit and type something out quickly. 

y/f/n 

is your knee okay? 

i think it’ll be best if you do the interview with someone else 

im sorry

heeseung’s eyes are carefully trained on you, making sure his eyes don’t accidentally drift down to take a peek at what you’re typing on your phone. 

“do you have to go somewhere?” 

“hm?” you jolt up. facing your phone down as you finish sending the texts to jake. heesueng looks at your with wide deer-like eyes and you shake your head. “no.” you look away, still holding your phone when you ask “so what’s your secret?” 

heeseung smiles and motions for you to come closer, you hesitantly come closer, turning your head to the side. 

“this isn’t the first time we’ve met.” he whispers. your lips part in confusion. retracting yourself away from him, you turn and ask “huh? what does that mean? we’ve met before…?” heeseung smirks, motioning for you to come closer once again so he can tell you. 

you lean in closer to him. “thats..” he breaks off “a secret!” heeseung begins laughing to himself as he gets up from the floor. your small smile drops and a face of disbelief dawns over your features. you shut your eyes tightly before getting up and shoving him lightly.

heeseung makes a run for it outside of the dance studio and into the hallway with you following closely behind him. despite his laughter, you try to keep up with him. upon nearing a staircase to ascend on, heeseung takes two steps at a time, curse his long legs, but manages to hit his ankle on one of the steps as he flies up them. 

hearing the wince, and seeing him falter, his hands coming in front of him to break his fall you frown. heeseung immediately shakes his head as you stare at him, coming to a complete stop at the bottom of the stairs.

“you..” your voice trembles. heeseung stands up, a smile adorning his face as he dances on his feet, a quick move. “got you!” your face falls yet again, breathing out slowly and playfully glaring at him. 

“don’t do that.. you scared me!” you tut at him and he flies up the stairs yet again with you following, attempting to take two steps at a time but unlike heeseung, your legs were far shorter. heeseung was already up the stairs and running away before you could even look up to see where he was. 

you get up the stairs, hating that it was a literal workout just to chase this guy around. when you reach the top, you prepare to bolt after heeseung as you see him walking leisurely down a hallway, laughing at you and your pace. however you nearly walk into someone, more like, you nearly walk into someone that was all too familiar to you. 

you tense up, freezing in your spot, non really discreetly looking at the dark headed boy before you train your eyes to the ground and then make a side eye towards heeseung who is now watching this awkward exchange of looks happen in curiosity. 

you could almost remember all too well the features of this boy. the dark hair, a slight undercut with trimmed sides, his sharp jawline. more concerningly, you saw the few cuts and bruises adorning his face. and you feel your stomach drop. 

–

you sat on the bus going home from school, it was dark out and the only people left were you, another student from a different school, and some old drunk man that was talking to himself and the imaginary people around him. obviously freaked out, you sat still and silent as he spewed incoherent words. 

a few seats behind you was this boy, you didn’t really get a good look at him but he sat glaring outside the window with a busted lip and a bandaid poorly plastered onto his face as if that would cover up the fact that there were other bruises and cuts on his face. 

while you were terrified out of your mind, this random guy staring at you from the lower front section of the bus, you tried your best not to look back at him and pretend to mind your business. the boy sitting a few seats behind you had other ideas, carefully looking between you and the guy before getting up and sitting beside you. 

you look towards him, neck craning up slightly to accommodate his rather taller figure as he sits. he doesn’t say anything, though you find it better than sitting alone. the drunk man goes back to looking at anything other than the two of you, continuing to talk about random politically concerning things and before no time, the bus reaches the station, dropping the two of you off while the drunk man gets off and begins to shuffle away, still cursing under his breath.

you and this random student stand a few feet away from each other despite the few minutes of sitting so close to one another before. you wait until the drunken man is out of sight before you turn your back on the student and prepare to make your voyage home. the weather was beginning to nip at your skin around this time of year, despite it still being manageable, there were snowflakes beginning to cascade upon the city. 

you could see your breath as you wrap your blazer closer and tighter around your body and you begin to walk towards the direction of your neighbourhood. 

“hey.” you freeze, assuming the worst in the appeared delinquent whom you figure is talking to you. you don’t turn to face him though. 

“do you wanna get some street food?” you look at him, wondering if was talking to you, there was no one else there anyway. who else would he be talking to? the student nods towards a few open street food carts and vendors just the ways down the sidewalk. 

when you don’t reply and he begins to walk past you, you assume you’d pissed him off but he stops after walking a bit further and looks at you to make sure you’re following him. he gives you an expected look and you begin to follow him to the food stands down the road. 

upon arriving to the cart, the hot food produces steam in the cold chilling nights. you come up next to him in the stall and look at the food the vendor is selling. 

“can we get one serving of spicy rice cakes please.” 

you watch as the student pours a cup of water for you, he slides it towards you. “here,” the vendor hands him the paper container of rice cakes “thank you.” he sets it down between the two of you and hands a skewer for you to use. 

“can we also get the seaweed roll please?” you ask the vendor, he nods with a smile. the boy looks down at you, a tinge of a smile appearing before he chuckles softly. “give us a seaweed roll too, please.” he reaffirms. he goes to pick up a rice cake and tries to eat it before wincing as the food was too hot for him. 

“ah..” he sighs, you crack a smile and laugh at him. 

–

jay looks down at you as you avoid his eye contact by staring at the floor before you instead. you can practically feel his eyes boring into you, deep breaths escaping his mouth as well. jay hasn’t changed a day since you last saw him. funnily enough, the first time you met him he had gotten into a fight, and from what you’re looking at now, jay hadn’t changed his tendencies and habits as he was still littered

with cuts and bruises. fresh, you’d assume. you’ll probably hear something about a fight later on with the week. 

“it’s been a while.” he says, voice didn’t change either. it was still deep and smooth. you look up, guilt striking at your heart as you stare at him. to others it would be hard to see but jay has a small smile on his face when seeing you again. albeit in these horrible conditions, he didn’t want you to have bumped into him this way just after he was just being thrown around in the tarmac behind the school. 

“have you been well?” you let out an awkward laugh. “yeah..” he nods. lugging his backpack over one shoulder he brings it back up as it had been slipping down his arm. his lips press into a thin line and he looks down at his shoes. “i’m glad.” 

“did you transfer?”

“i transferred.” 

you two talk over each other, laughing awkwardly when he just shuts his mouth to let you speak. “i transferred here yesterday.” he hums to himself, shoving his hands into his pocket and again, avoiding eye contact with you. “i see.” 

“i gotta go.” you tell him shuffling in your spot. instead of continuing towards heeseung who was still watching from afar, you return back in the direction of the dance studio. jay watches you leave with a solemn heart. 

–

sunoo continuously holds up a very well drawn and detailed portrait of you as he and jay waits outside of your school. well what they thought was your school. they were just about 100% sure because the girls exiting wore the same uniform jay saw you in that night he met you on the bus and treated you to food. 

jay leans against the school gates, exhausted and slightly embarrassed as sunoo who was more than eager to find this mystery girl that his friend was oh-so “in love” with for the past week. jay has tried taking the bus at the same time he saw you, waiting at the bus stop you were dropped off at, even asking the vendor if he had seen you again. but to no avail, it’s like you disappeared and jay didn’t even know your name. let’s say sometimes it slips his mind that students wear name tags to school.

so he did what he does best, draw. upon drawing you from memory, to the best of his ability. he was destined to find you yet again. and thanks to sunoo, who had tracked down the school from the description jay had given him, he was able to find the school that he was sure you attended.

jay argued that it was creepy to show up unannounced but sunoo affirmed him that it was romantic and cute and not creepy at all. jay hid his face as sunoo quite literally held the picture up against every girl that exited the school. 

“hey, i said let’s just go.. this is a waste of time.”  jay grumbles, bringing his phone out of his pocket and checking the time. 

“i told you to just stay put.” sunoo argues “this is why i’m the one standing here and looking at everyones face while you hide in the corner.” jay groans, head hitting the fencing behind him as he shuts his eyes and wishes this major headache would go away. 

“i’m certain this uniform belongs to this school.” 

“what have we been doing for the past couple of days? this is… borderline insane.” he retaliates, admittedly, sunoo had dragged jay to the school for the past three days in search of you. 

“if a teacher sees us they’ll think we’re creeps or something. do we really have nothing better to do?” this was sunoo’s claim to be the very last resort. “we really, really, really have nothing better to do!” the bleach blonde boy tells his friend. jay really wanted to find you, but after three days of searching there was quite literally no hope and he was beginning to accept that. 

“who even told you to draw this kind of thing anyway. do you have anything more important to do than find her? what about… i don’t know, let me think. SCHOOL?!” sunoo comes waving the drawing of you in jay’s face. frantic, and frustrated at his friend who seemed so love-struck for the past week and desperate to find you, and now becoming this depressed lug who gives up on humanity. 

“we might as well print out hundreds of these and attach your phone number on it and just spread it around the city.” sunoo says sarcastically, jay looks anywhere else than his friend who continues to throw a tantrum. “if she doesn’t call you after seeing this.. i mean who would even call, this is actually kind of creepy–” jay grabs the drawing from sunoo’s frantic movement.

“i said stop it.” he tells sunoo sternly. sunoo gives him a stank face, huffing out and crossing his arms over his chest. 

“you’re suffering because you couldn’t even ask her for her name or number.” sunoo is relentless with his words sometimes, but he’s also honest and right. “you can’t do anything without me.” he puffs his cheeks out and jay might as well submit and agree because without sunoo jay would be drowning in a ditch that he created himself. 

jay stands up and plants his weight into his feet now, looking past sunoo and straight at you. he could recognize that face from anywhere. he quickly hides the drawing behind his back as you recognize him too, a grin appearing on your face as you walk towards him and his friends. it might seem like at this moment, jay is kind of hiding behind sunoo. 

–

even a year later, you still kept the drawing he so shyly hands over to you that day he finally finds you and asks for your name and number. despite it being over a year since you last seen it. it was stuck in the back of your mind since you had bumped into him today. 

when you arrive at home, you go for a search for the drawing, staring at the unkempt shelves you’ve had for years, knowing that it was stashed somewhere in them. you remember a certain cube that you hid it in. upon seeing it again, you’re sent down a path of reminiscent memories.

–

you rip out a sneeze in the middle of class, disrupting the lesson, somehow all the heads turn to look at the cause. almost immediately, the girl sitting in front of you and the few students to the side of you move their desks and chairs forward in an attempt to avoid whatever radius your sneeze had reached. they couldn’t risk catching whatever you were floating around school with. 

“see, now i’m glad jake didn’t come to class today because he had soccer practice.” 

“is his knee really okay?” 

you look up through your lashes, curiously, head still kept down because you feared getting caught listening in on the conversation the girls in front of you were having. you can help but sniffle, the cold you were suspecting to have, it’s symptoms coming to ambush you from out of nowhere. 

see now math class was boring, the teacher was half asleep trying to teach the class as well. however upon hearing his students talking whilst in the middle of the lesson, he turns around furiously, sudden all the life seeping back into him. 

“quiet, this is going to be on the test tomorrow.” 

you yawn quietly, head turning to the left naturally as you drift away from the attention to the board. you look outside to the courtyard, almost instantaneously, you find heeseung standing dead centre of the window you were looking out, phone in his hand, pressed against his ear, and suddenly your phone is ringing in the middle of class. again, and disappointingly, disrupting the class once more. 

you want to die, or at least pinch yourself. because this seriously can’t be happening. you must’ve forgotten to silence your phone before coming to class. and now you were awkwardly shuffling and fumbling with your phone to silence the ringer.

heeseung, from outside, you see as he merely stands there, almost cluelessly. you sigh, closing your eyes, hoping that the staring and stifling laughter of the students would just shut up. 

“y/f/n.” the teacher calls out, not turning, continuing to write on the chalkboard at the front of the class. your head shoots up and stares at his menacing figure, back still turned to you. “yes?” you nearly stammer as one word has your voice shaking. “go outside.” he says. 

your eyebrows knit together in confusion. “pardon?” you’re almost in disbelief. how does he know that heeseung was waiting for you outside? you slowly stand up from your desk, fully believing this teacher would just let you go outside to meet your friend. “i said you can go outside.” he turns around, workbook in his hand, and a chalk in the other. 

“really?” 

“of course.” he gives you a genuine smile “you can go outside and put your hands up.” 

curse the world. perhaps this was how it was always going to be after all. dejectedly, you begin to walk out the classroom, sliding your phone into your pocket. an embarrassed laughter sprouts up amongst the students in the classroom and you frown. 

your footsteps are as awkward as ever, the silence was loud. sunghoon watches as you exit the classroom and just outside, you stand with your arms up. your fisted hands appear through the windows that line the classrooms. 

a few minutes later, a familiar tall boy begins making his way down the hallway and he begins to walk with a spring in his step and a smile spreading on his face when he sees you down the hall with your arms up as a punishment for your in class outbursts. 

you groan softly as you look up after hearing him call out for you, he stops in front of you and you frown at him. “your phone call caused this.” you tell him, arms still weakly held up in the air. heeseung smirks as he looks down at you. 

“maybe if you had silenced your phone…” he says it in a mocking singing voice. you roll your eyes at him. “maybe if you hadn’t called knowing i was in class.” heeseung lets out a tut, hands stuffed into his uniform pockets as he assesses you. 

“you weren’t gonna do much ‘paying attention’ in that class anyway.” he points out, you stay silence at that, perhaps proving his hypothesis to be correct. “is that why all you do is cut class and dance?” you ask expectedly, wanting to fight back with at least something. you wondered why heeseung was never in class anyway, every time you saw him he was probably the furthest away from a classroom that he could possibly be.

he lets out a chuckle “well of course!” he was shameless about his horrid habit of skipping class. “there isn’t enough time in the day to dance.” you never understood heeseung, sure, he loved dancing yet when you looked at the several portraits taken of the dance team from the past year, heeseung was nowhere to be found. but you figured you shouldn’t question it. 

you put your arms down for a moment as heeseung fleetingly walks around light-footedly in front of you, somehow dancing to some step combo he made again. always dancing. “don’t you get bored standing here all day?” he teases, leaning down, getting real close to your face before you swat him away. 

“this was because of you!” you shout quietly after him, he begins walking away, a smug smirk plastered on his face. you have the urge to follow him and so you did. 

“i didn’t do anything actually, i was just being a good friend and trying to take you out of that horrible class.” upon following him down the hallway, the bell rings and you curse under your breath, speed walking back to the spot outside the classroom before your teacher could suspect you to have left. 

however as you’re speed walking back, your teacher walks out with stacks of paper and work books in his arms in search for you. your heart nearly skips a beat when he doesn’t say anything but the vein popping in his forehead is enough to scare you to stand back in your spot with your hands jutting up into the air as fast as they can. 

your teacher says something under his breath before walking away, shaking his head disappointedly. 

following him after exiting the classroom is sunghoon. 

“ahhhh, you're causing even more trouble even after getting punished?” sunghoon laughs, teasing you as you give him a stank face. you breathe out slowly, a hand coming to your chest as it begins to ache slightly, looking at sunghoon. 

“i think you should go rest in the nurse’s office after lunch. i’ll tell our teacher.” even despite all the trouble you cause, sunghoon still looks out for you. it was clear and evident that your cold was starting to kick in. you shake your head at his proposal. “no, i’m fine.” however sunghoon brings one of your arms down and gives you an insisting look. and you admittedly cave. 

heeseung looks back after walking to the end of the hallway, ready to walk back to the dance room where he spends more of his lunches with his dance team friends. 

heeseung’s grin slightly falters when he finds sunghoon’s hands on your shoulders, leaning and twisting you in different directions as if to look and assess whether you were okay or not. he sees sunghoon mouth something to you, he was too far away to hear it. your friend presses the back of his hand to your forehead, checking your temperature. feeling his heart slightly clench, he shakes his head, hands coming

to the rested headphones around his neck, and putting them on before returning on his walk back to the studio. 

–

heeseung sits quietly on the side of the dance room, watching as his teammates practice a piece that was going to be used in an upcoming club showcase for the school. he knows the piece by heart, doing the arm movements in sync with the group however altered because he was still sitting on the ground and watching. 

however, commotion breaks lose when one of his teammates, niki, decides to take a breather on the floor, deep breaths escape his lips as he bows his head down in silence. practices have been rough for the dance team since the showcase was inching closer and closer. when the other team members call for niki to get up, the boy can seem to look up, nor get up.

“are you okay?” 

“niki? what’s wrong?” 

frantic questions are being thrown among the members and heeseung gets up to check on his friend. niki had a tendency to overwork himself, despite knowing his limits fully well, the boy still chose to go above and beyond. that’s how much he cared about dancing. even if niki was younger, heeseung swore up and down that his drive to pursue the life of dance was admirable. heeseung could never be able to push himself like that, at least not like he used to. 

a trip to the nurses office later, heeseung and a few other members come to watch as the nurse, instead of giving a tiny bit of help towards the burnt out dancer, scolds and lectures niki on the importance of not exerting himself. 

heeseung sighs as he leans against a wall. niki being pampered and tucked into one of the bed by the nurse as she rambles on about what he has to do now in order to rest. she ends it soon with handing him a bottle of water and an apple to eat. 

“... but i have to practice.” the nurse whips around and stares daggers at the younger boy. heeseung nearly retracts at her sudden speed. “practice? come to your senses! how can you practice when your body's stress response is trying to save you from shutting down?!” 

“ma’am, to be fair he hasn’t learned about that in biology yet…” 

“also there isn’t much time left before our dance performance…” intak tells the nurse desperate to find another solution to their friend's circumstance.

heeseung speaks up, pushing himself off the wall and coming to spectate. “this isn’t much, he’ll be alright after taking some painkillers and resting a bit.” heeseung didn’t take biology either. he has no clue what he’s talking about. 

niki sighs. “heeseung’s injured too… and now i got hurt. we can’t afford to lose another member!” 

“he’s getting better.” 

your ears perk at the mention of heeseung. you lay in another bed beside niki’s, covered by curtains and wooden walling to separate the beds in the nurses office. if sunghoon hadn’t dragged you all the way here… you wouldn’t even know or be curious at all to whatever is going on with heeseung. something that you didn’t even know happened. 

was heeseung sick? if he was he had a great way of not showing it. he was happy and dancing all the time, and he was busy trying to cheer you up when you were down, you didn’t even try to figure out if he was going through something either. 

“i’m fine! why are you guys being so serious all of a sudden!” heeseung chirps. you recognize his voice. niki refuses to lay in bed so intak and the nurse help bring him back to the dance room where he asks to be brought, insisting that he would rest, knowing fully well that he would probably hop back into dancing. 

“nothing’s gonna get better if he keeps worrying about me like that… i’ll heal in no time!” 

“lee heeseung!” you call out, once hearing the door to the room close. 

you hear a few footsteps before the curtain at the foot of your bed spreads open. 

“hey, it’s you!” heeseung walks into the secluded makeship cubicle, sitting on the bed adjacent from yours. he grins down at you despite your upset demeanor. you furrow your brows at him, tucking a hand between your hand and the pillow. 

“you’re injured?” you ask slowly, not making eye contact with the dancer. he grins sheepishly and scratches the back of his head whilst looking away. “looks like i got caught…” he snickers cheekily. you frown at him deeply. 

“why didn’t you say so before?” you huff at him. eyes flickering up at him again as you sit up and pull the blankets over your legs. “because there’s nothing i can’t endure.” heeseung smirks at you. ushering you to lay back down instead. he sits back down on the bed and throws his legs over the edges.

he maneuvers onto his side and lays down facing you, while on the bed adjacent from yours. you stare at him in slight confusion. “you know i didn’t get injured because of you right?” heeseung murmurs, looking at the way you stare at him with reluctance. “really! it’s because-”

“y/n..” light shuffling footsteps stop outside of the curtain as a door. the voice made your heart race. 

“i’m sorry i didn’t meet with you that day,” jay elaborates as he stands a fair bit away from the curtain. you tense on the bed, sitting up again and staring at the curtain to decipher the faint figure standing behind it. heeseung tilts his head at you in confusion, opting to stay quiet as you and jay seem to have some weird dynamic going on. 

“i didn’t mean to break that promise.” jay adds quietly. “can we talk?” he asks. 

you look back at heeseung, who is eyeing you with a frown now. something that looks unfamiliar compared to his usual smile. you stare into your lap, considering whether to open the curtain and leave the infirmary to talk to jay about those unsettled feelings. or stay with heeseung and ask more about heeseung’s injury.

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18 - Jake Shim (ENHYPEN)

❝ Jake Shim's biggest problem has name, surname and is two years older than him. Who said falling in love with his friend's cousin would be that hard? ❞

Pairing: younger!jake x fem!reader, Jake's POV

Genre: romance, fluffy, suggestive, kinda cliche you know, fem!reader has no name

Inspiration: 18 by 5 Seconds Of Summer

Warning: cursing, kinda suggestive, making out, just a little bit of nudity

Word count: 1,1k

Part 1 | Part 2 (COMING SOON!!!) | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8

A.N: Hey everyone! First time posting here! English is not my first language so I hope you understand if there's something wrong here and there. Jake is a minor in the beginning but he'll be a big boy soon don't worry. Hope you like it!

"She's just a little bit older".

That's what Heeseung said when I asked about her.

He didn't give more details but I found out a few days later we study at the same school, she's a senior and she knows my older cousin, Winnie. And by the irony of fate these two are a few meters away from me talking to a blonde girl who seems the most excited of her group.

"Stop staring at her" Jay alerts me with a glass of Sprite on his left hand.

"I'm not staring at her" I denied even if everyone can see that yes, I've been staring at her since I arrived at Heeseung's birthday party. "I just think she's cute"

"I just think she's cute?" he laughs because he knows better than anyone this is not about cuteness. "I see you stalking her Instagram every single day in the breaks. Shame on you"

"If you don't know I've never been so shameful" that's my confession before drinking my Coca-Cola can.

"Why don't you get an excuse to talk to Winnie and talk to her too?" he looks pretty impatient now. "I know she won't disappear or something but if an atom of her body disappears every second passing by I think she wouldn't be here anymore"

"And what should I talk to Winnie?" even if I'm talking to Jay I can't take my eyes off her. This is the first time I see someone wearing a jumpsuit and a flannel at the same time. "Should I ask her if she beat Final Fantasy again this weekend?"

"Wait, wait, wait, she beat Final Fantasy every weekend?" now he's the one who's confused. "This is not normal man"

"Say it to her not to me" I finally avert my gaze from her. By now she knows I may be staring for a couple minutes.

"I'll say it to her but you'll come with me"

There's no time to say no. A few seconds later we are closer than I imagined and she looks at me smiling. It's pretty obvious I'm a little shy so I take a huge sip of my Coca-Cola while Jay starts annoying my cousin.

"Winnie, Jake told me you beat Final Fantasy every single weekend" I don't look at Winnie because I know she's mad. "This is a little worrisome, don't you agree?"

"It's not every single weekend…" Winnie tries to protect herself but the blonde girl's scandalous laugh interrupts her excuse.

"C'mon Winnie you say it all the time" she laughs. It's the first time I hear her laugh. 

"Why did you say it to him Jake?" my cousin punches my shoulder.

"You are Jake?" finally I decided take a look at the blonde girl. She seems kinda surprised and keep staring at me. "Winnie why didn't you told me your cousin was so handsome?"

"Get out Naomi he's a minor"

"So what? He can be my baby."

"Naomi!" Winnie screams. Jay keep on looking at me like that and take another sip of his cup.

"She's crazy, nevermind" this is the first time she talks to me and I feel my forearm shiver when she touches it for a few seconds. "Winnie talks a lot about you, maybe more than her brother".

"Respect my maternal instinct" my cousin seems angry, but she keep on laughing. "By the way you and my brother are the same age, Jake is two years younger"

"You're sixteen?" Naomi asks and I just nod. "Winnie I can't deny your brother is pretty hot, but your cousin is a lost cause"

"Naomi I swear to God if you don't stop I'm gonna call the police" Winnie tries to make her stop. Jay keeps eye-contacting me like he was saying I should make a move and he knows the answer.

Suddenly I feel her getting closer. Her hand cover my ear and she whispers: "I'll get you out of here before she does something illegal"

I'm stunned hearing her voice so close.

See that smile makes me go dumb and dumber.

"I want more Coca-Cola. Would you come with me Jake?" I nod again, twining our arms as we get distant from them.

I couldn't hear them anymore. Maybe my heartbeat is making me deaf.

"Thanks" that's all I can say. I keep on staring at the floor and finally I notice she's wearing a black Keds.

"Not at all" I can feel her smile between the words. "I was just like you"

"Minor?" she laughs.

"Yeah" and she is still laughing. "But I was pretty shy when I was sixteen"

"It's a must not being shy to be a senior?" I ask and immediately regret myself. Pretty sure she can see me swallowing hard. "Sorry I…"

"It's alright" she says like it means nothing. "I know you check my Instagram stories." Definitely I'm blushing. "I know it because I check your profile. Winnie follows you and she told us she has a cousin named Jake."

"You checked my profile?" that's the only information that I could focus on. Just getting dumb and dumber.

"Of course!" unlike me she seems pretty chill to confess those things. "You've got that low-profile vibes but I love the songs you share"

"I like the songs you share too."

"I started listening to Cage The Elephant because of you." 

"And I started listening to Two Door Cinema Club because of you."

And then the silence.

She makes me feel so lost I've got no idea what I should talk about.

"They know I was lying" she can see I don't get it. "I'm not a big fan of Coca-Cola"

"Sprite?" she nod and laughs. God, how I wish I could make her laugh more and more.

"You know my cousin, right?"

"Guess I can say we're friends?" it's my time to laugh. "He's part of the school team"

"Oh yeah" and she laughs too. "Sometimes I forget he's a local celebrity"

"Local celebrity?"

"You know, popular crew, cool kids and everything in between" but this time it doesn't sound funny to her. "I don't like that they see me just as Heeseung's cousin."

"Being honest I met you before meeting him".

And immediately I regret myself again.

Dumb and dumber is getting real.

"Are you keeping an eye on me Jake?" her smile isn't the same.

Looks a little more sassy?

"Well…" I don't know what to say when she's looking at me like that.

"Damn it boy you're so fucking cute" I feel her fingers squeeze my right cheek. "Such a shame you're too young for me" 

"I can wait" I'm not a bold guy but I definitely was when I said that.

"Maybe when you're older big boy" she smiles and taps my shoulder before leaving me alone.

This is the first time I wish I wasn't a minor.

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nicest guy: 22. unspoken desires

word count: ~5.5k words + 7 screenshots

warnings: profanity, sexual jokes, weed consumption, alcohol consumption, jake and hoon hate each other, lil bit voyeurish (spoilers), very suggestive

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There’s something uniquely terrifying about being invited to a college party—especially when it’s at Yeonjun’s frat house. Not in the way horror movies are, where someone’s about to get stabbed by a masked lunatic. No, this is worse. This is the kind of terrifying that comes from knowing the night will definitely end in chaos, and somehow, you’ll be at the center of it.

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The last time you set foot in Yeonjun’s chaotic palace of regrets and poor decisions, Sunghoon puked on your cousin—yes, your actual flesh-and-blood cousin who was just trying to enjoy a casual Friday night. The cops showed up ten minutes later, and you ended up hiding in a room with both Jake and Sunghoon. To top it off, your older brother almost got arrested because someone (and you’re not saying it was Woonhak, but let’s be real, it was Woonhak) thought it’d be funny to sneak into the party, got stuck in the bushes outside, and caused such a commotion that he got 2 million likes on TikTok sharing his story.

So yeah, when Jake—quarterback extraordinaire and human golden retriever—invited you to another party at Yeonjun’s, your first instinct was to laugh. Your second instinct was to say no, but Jake’s puppy eyes were criminally persuasive.

You caught that subtle hint of “I’ll literally implode if you don’t come.” Jake’s crush on you wasn’t exactly subtle. It was the kind of crush that was written all over his face every time he saw you, like he was auditioning for a rom-com where he was the lovable idiot and you were the girl who was way too good for him.

Then there was Sunghoon, who… well, let’s just say he was a different breed. If Jake was a golden retriever, Sunghoon was a cat. One of those sleek, arrogant ones that you desperately wanted to pet, even though you knew they’d probably claw your hand off. He’d be there too. Of course he would. The universe had a sick sense of humor like that.

Now you’re standing in front of your closet, trying to decide if you want to look hot enough to make Jake’s jaw drop, or just cool enough to get under Sunghoon’s skin.

So you decided to have some fun. At least.

When you finally arrive at Yeonjun’s, the bass from the music is already thudding so hard it feels like it’s trying to crack the pavement. Sunoo and Giselle, your best friends and loyal companions for this adventure, are walking on either side of you, both armed with energy that screams “let’s make tonight unforgettable.”

Inside, the party is already in full swing, and you’re immediately greeted by the familiar chaos: red solo cups everywhere, someone already trying to drunkenly rap along to the music, and Yeonjun himself standing on a table pretending to DJ. You scan the room until your eyes land on your brother, who’s laughing with none other than Sunghoon.

Great. Sunghoon. Just your luck.

Your brother waves you over, and as you approach, you realize the group is bigger than you expected. Sunghoon, of course, is there, but so is Jay, his roommate, along with Leehan and Taesan, who you recognize from the last party disaster.

“Y/n!” your brother calls, throwing an arm around your shoulder like he hasn’t seen you in years. “Finally, you’re here.”

You exchange greetings, but your eyes keep flickering to Sunghoon, who’s watching you with that unreadable expression he always has. He’s been acting weird around you lately, and you’re pretty sure you know why. He wants you back. He’s finally admitted it to himself, even if he’ll never say it out loud.

Still, he’s sticking close, hovering just enough to make his presence known. And as much as you’d like to ignore it, you can’t help but notice the way he’s looking at you, like you’re the only person in the room. It’s unsettling—and annoyingly flattering.

But you’ve got bigger problems. Like the fact that Jake is also here, and you need to go say hi to him. After all, he’s the one who invited you, and it would be rude not to. You excuse yourself from your brother’s group, promising to catch up later, and head toward the other side of the room where you spotted Jake. Jake, incredibly hot Jake.

Jake lights up when he sees you, his grin as bright and boyish as ever. “Y/n! You made it!”

“Of course I did,” you say, returning his smile. “I couldn’t miss the big victory party, could I?”

“Exactly,” Jake says, clearly thrilled that you’re here. “We totally crushed it last week, didn’t we? Sunghoon and I were unstoppable out there.”

“You were great,” you agree, though you can’t help but notice the slight tension in his voice when he mentions Sunghoon. The two of them may be incredible on the field, but off the field, their mutual dislike is impossible to ignore.

“Speaking of Sunghoon,” Jake says, glancing over your shoulder, “is he still glued to you, or did he finally give you some space?”

You turn to see Sunghoon not far away, leaning against a wall but very much keeping you in his line of sight. The look on his face when your eyes meet is enough to send a shiver down your spine. It’s almost like a challenge, daring you to ignore him.

“I asked both of you to be civil tonight,” you remind Jake with a raised eyebrow. “Can you at least try?”

Jake sighs dramatically but nods. “For you? Fine. But only because you asked nicely.”

Sunghoon leaned against the wall, his eyes fixed on you and Jake as if they were glued there by some invisible force. He hated this—hated how much he noticed the way Jake’s grin widened when you laughed, how easily you seemed to click with him. But mostly, he hated the way he couldn’t stop thinking about you.

There was something magnetic between you two, something that made it impossible for Sunghoon to keep his distance. He didn’t want to admit it at first, but lately, it was all he could think about. The way your smile made his chest tighten, the way your presence turned every room into something brighter, warmer. And it wasn’t just him—he knew Jake felt it too. He could see it in the way Jake looked at you, like you were the only thing that mattered in the world.

This wasn’t the first time he and Jake had been in this situation, though. A painful memory tugged at the edges of his mind, a memory he wished he could bury. Wonyoung. That name alone was enough to make his stomach twist. Back when he and Jake were friends—actual friends, not whatever tense truce they had now—they’d both fallen for Wonyoung. She’d played them both, lied to them, and left their friendship in ruins. But neither of them knew the full truth about what happened, not really. Sunghoon had tried to piece it together, but the whole thing still felt like a mess of half-truths and unanswered questions.

And now, here they were again, caught in a silent war over you.

He clenched his jaw, watching as Jake led you across the room to meet his friends. Sunghoon’s fists tightened at his sides, but he didn’t move. Not yet. He didn’t want to cause a scene, especially not here. But he couldn’t shake the feeling that history was about to repeat itself—and this time, it would be worse.

Jake, on the other hand, was living his best life. He couldn’t believe you were actually here, standing next to him, smiling like you weren’t the most gorgeous person in the room. He’d been planning this all week—trying to make sure everything was perfect, or at least as perfect as it could be at Yeonjun’s chaotic house party.

“Come on,” Jake said, his hand brushing yours as he guided you through the crowd. “Let’s find the guys."

When you reached their group, they greeted you like an old friend. Heeseung was the first to pull you into a quick hug, his usual warm grin lighting up his face. “Y/n! Finally. Jake’s been insufferable all week, you know. All, ‘Do you think she’ll come? What should I wear?’ It was tragic.”

“Shut up,” Jake groaned, rubbing the back of his neck while you laughed.

Beomgyu piped up next, his energy as chaotic as ever. “And don’t forget how he made us all run drills twice this week. ‘Gotta keep the momentum from the game,’” Beomgyu said, mimicking Jake’s voice. “It’s a party, not a press conference, dude.”

“You’re just mad I benched you last semester,” Jake shot back, smirking.

Beomgyu held up his hands in mock surrender. “Fair. But hey, at least now they know I’m not just a benchwarmer.”

“They should’ve known that the second you stepped on the field,” you said, giving him a small smile. “That last game? You killed it.”

Beomgyu’s grin widened. “Thanks, Y/n. At least someone here appreciates me.”

Soobin chimed in with a dry laugh. “Don’t let it go to your head, Beomgyu.”

The banter flowed easily, the group dynamic comfortable and familiar. But despite the lighthearted vibe, you couldn’t shake the feeling that something else was brewing. You’d caught Sunghoon watching you earlier, his gaze heavy, like he was trying to tell you something without words. And Jake—he was trying so hard to keep your attention, but there was an edge to him tonight, a tension that didn’t quite match his usual easygoing demeanor.

Later, Jake led you outside, away from the noise and chaos of the party. The cool night air wrapped around you as you stepped onto the deck, and for a moment, it felt like you could breathe again.

Jake leaned against the railing, his hands in his pockets as he looked over at you. “You’re having fun, right?”

“I am,” you said, smiling. “Your friends always make it easy.”

“They like you,” Jake said, his voice softer now. “I mean… who wouldn’t?”

The way he was looking at you made your stomach flip. There was something different about his expression—something serious, almost vulnerable. He took a step closer, the tension between you building with each passing second. The cool night air was a relief after the chaos inside, and you leaned against the railing, letting out a breath. Jake stood next to you, that signature lopsided grin playing on his lips.

“But they speak way too much,” he sighed. “Thought I’d never get you alone.”

You raised a brow. “Oh? That was your goal all along?”

He chuckled, tilting his head. “What can I say? Gotta take my chances.”

It was easy with Jake. The banter, the teasing—it never felt forced. And maybe that’s what made moments like this dangerous.

“Gotta admit,” he continued, eyes flicking to yours, “you look really good tonight.”

The way he said it, casual but undeniably flirty, sent a small thrill down your spine.

“You say that like I don’t always look good,” you shot back, smirking.

Jake laughed, bumping his shoulder against yours. “Okay, fair point.”

For a moment, the conversation lulled, but it wasn’t awkward. Just… charged. He was close, and you could tell he was waiting for something. A sign, maybe.

And then his expression shifted—just slightly, but enough for you to notice.

Before you could respond, the door to the backyard opened, and Sunghoon stepped out, his eyes immediately locking with yours. Jungwon was with him, even though he had no idea you were there with Jake. Sunghoon looked like he had something on his mind, but when he saw Jake next to you, his expression tightened.

Jungwon and Sunghoon approached you and Jake, their casual demeanor almost making you forget how tense things were between them. Sunghoon gave you a nod, his eyes briefly lingering on you before shifting to Jake. Jungwon seemed to sense the shift, giving a little shrug as he offered Sunghoon the joint. "Alright, no fights tonight, okay? Let's just keep it chill."

Sunghoon took the joint with a grin that barely concealed the edge in his voice. "Yeah, yeah, no promises," he said, his eyes locking onto Jake for a second too long. The message was clear: they were both trying to play nice, but it was only because you asked them to. And neither of them were doing it because they wanted to.

"Hey," Jungwon greeted with his usual friendly grin. "You two good?"

"Yeah," you answered, flashing a smile. "Just enjoying the fresh air."

Sunghoon didn’t say much, just a subtle tilt of his head as he looked at both of you. His eyes then shifted to the joint in his hand, a hint of a smirk pulling at the corner of his lips. "Want a hit?" Sunghoon asked, his voice smooth, offering it to you and Jake. The offer hung in the air, the tension between him and Jake as thick as the smoke curling around them.

Jake shot Sunghoon a glance, his posture stiffening for just a second. "Nah, we’re good," he said, quickly turning to you. "Right, Y/N?"

You shrugged, but the playful glint in your eye didn’t escape Sunghoon's notice. "I’m good," you replied, your voice light. "But thanks."

"Alright then," Sunghoon said, exhaling smoke and offering a small smile. He didn’t wait for any more responses before walking away, Jungwon falling into step beside him.

As they walked off, you noticed how Sunghoon’s gaze lingered on you with heat in his stare. It was like a challenge, and something in his eyes told you that he wasn’t done with this game yet.

The moment felt charged—electrified—but it broke when Jake cleared his throat, putting a hand gently on your arm. "Let’s head back inside," he suggested, his voice more urgent than usual. "We’re missing all the fun."

As you walked back into the party with Jake, the noise and chaos of Yeonjun's house party immediately swallowed you up. The beat of the music thudded in your chest, and the air was thick with laughter, chatter, and the scent of alcohol. Jake’s hand brushed against yours briefly, but when you reached the group of your friends, he gave you a quick nod, clearly excited to see them.

"Catch you later," he said, his grin easy and casual as he drifted off toward Heeseung and some of the others.

But just before he turned away, you caught a flash of irritation in his eyes. It was subtle, hidden under the mask of his usual charm, but you could tell. He hadn’t gotten his chance with you yet, and that was clearly bugging him. The thought of being brushed off for now didn’t sit well with him, but he wasn’t about to let it show. Not yet.

You could almost feel the weight of his unspoken frustration as he turned his back, but as he made his way through the crowd, his determination was clear. He wasn’t going to give up on you that easily.

You waved him off, letting him disappear into the crowd as you focused on Sunoo and Giselle, who were already waving you over.

"Finally managed to escape the chaos outside?" Sunoo teased, his usual grin spreading across his face. You joined them, enjoying the chat, but there was still a lingering sense of tension that you couldn’t shake off. You tried to push it aside, making the most of the time with your friends.

As Jake disappeared into the crowd, you didn’t think much of it. Instead, you turned back to your friends, a mischievous grin spreading across your face as you decided to let loose for a bit. The rest of the night carried on with drinks, laughter, and dancing. Sunoo and Giselle were already leading you in a ridiculous dance-off, and you were more than happy to oblige, tossing back shots and swaying to the beat as the music enveloped you.

For a while, you forgot all about the JakeHoon situation. The fun of the night kept you distracted, and you laughed harder than you had in a long time.

But as the night wore on, you couldn’t shake the feeling that something—or rather, someone—was missing. When you finally found yourself in a quieter spot near the bar, nursing another drink and chatting with Giselle, you felt a flicker of that familiar, magnetic pull again. You turned your head just in time to see Sunghoon walking back into the party, his expression unreadable, but his eyes immediately locking onto yours.

It was almost as if the room quieted when he stepped in, the noise fading in the background as you watched him glide through the crowd with that undeniable confidence. And when his eyes landed on you, that quiet intensity returned, making your heart skip a beat.

He’d been gone for a while, but now, Sunghoon was back—and it seemed like he was looking for something… or maybe someone.

His movements were smooth and effortless, cutting through the crowd like he owned the place. His eyes never strayed from you as he made his way over, and you couldn’t shake the feeling that he was walking toward you with purpose—like a predator closing in on its prey.

"Hey," Sunghoon said when he reached you, his tone playful, though his gaze was anything but lighthearted. He quickly nodded toward your friends. "You having fun?"

Sunoo grinned back, and Giselle raised an eyebrow, but before either of them could say anything, Sunghoon’s attention shifted solely to you. He leaned closer, just enough to make you feel the warmth of his body next to yours. "Looks like you’ve been enjoying yourself," he remarked, his voice low and easy, as if they’d known each other for much longer than just tonight. What's that supposed to mean?

You raised an eyebrow, trying to match his tone. "Wouldn’t you be too, if you weren't in my shoes?" you replied, voice teasing.

Sunghoon smiled, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. "I’m sure you’re used to all the attention by now," he said, giving you a once-over that made your skin prickle. His gaze lingered, and you felt that familiar tension building up between you two.

You chuckled softly, trying to play it off. "I don’t know. Seems like there’s always someone else trying to catch my eye."

Sunghoon’s lips twitched into a half-smirk. "Oh, I’m sure you can keep them waiting. Though," he leaned in a little closer, just enough to make you aware of his proximity, "I wouldn’t keep them waiting too long."

As you exchanged words, you felt a pair of eyes watching you from the corner of your vision. Glancing over, you caught a glimpse of Jake standing across the room, his eyes fixed on the two of you. He didn’t approach, but the tension in his stare was unmistakable.

Sunghoon noticed too, and a smirk tugged at his lips. He pulled back just slightly, his tone shifting. "You should get back to your boyfriend," he said, the words dripping with playful challenge. His gaze, however, was still locked on you, the heat in it not quite masked by the lighthearted remark.

After Sunghoon left, you kept talking with Sunoo and Giselle, trying to shake off the weirdness in the air. You didn’t need to be a mind reader to know Sunghoon’s eyes were on you the entire time. The guy had a way of looking at you like you were his next challenge, and you were starting to get a little tired of it. Or, well, maybe not tired, more like… intrigued?

You were at the bar, scanning the options for your next drink when you felt a familiar presence behind you. Without even having to look, you could feel the tension in the air—it was Jake. You half-turned and gave him a smile. He was leaning against the bar, looking at you like he was about to say something, but there was a little more intent in his gaze than you were used to.

"Hey," Jake said, eyes scanning you quickly, like he was checking for any signs of discomfort. "Everything good?"

"Yeah, just getting a drink," you replied, glancing around at the chaos of the party. It was busy, loud, and full of people—yet, it felt like the noise started to fade when he stood next to you.

Jake leaned in, his arm brushing against yours as he spoke. "Just don’t go overboard with the drinks, alright?" He flashed you a teasing smirk, but there was something softer underneath. "But if you do get a little too wild, don’t worry. I’ll take care of you. Just like you did for me last time."

You raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised by the shift in tone. "You really think I need someone to take care of me?" you teased, your lips curving into a smile.

He chuckled, clearly enjoying the banter. "Well, considering how you saved me from turning into a disaster last time, I figured I’d return the favor." His eyes glinted with a mischievous spark as he added, "But honestly, I’d rather just have you around and make sure you’re enjoying the night."

You smirked, a little flattered but still keeping up the playful attitude. "I’m a big girl, Jake. I think I can handle it."

Jake's grin widened, his eyes locking onto yours with that familiar intensity. He leaned in a bit closer, his voice lower now, almost like he was sharing a secret.

"I know you're a big girl," he said with a playful wink. "But that doesn't mean I can't look out for you. Besides, there's something about keeping you close that makes everything a lot more fun."

You could feel the heat of his words, and it made your heart race a little faster. His tone was smooth, almost dangerously charming. It wasn’t hard to tell that he was enjoying getting under your skin, pushing all the right buttons.

You leaned back against the bar, trying to play it cool. "I’m not sure if you’re trying to flirt with me or just make me feel like I’m about to be babysat, but it’s working either way."

Jake laughed softly, his eyes sparkling with that familiar cocky energy. "Maybe a little bit of both," he teased, then added with a smirk, "But hey, if you’d rather I just focus on keeping you entertained instead of worrying about your drinks, I’m all for that too."

You felt the tension between you two, a pull that only seemed to grow stronger with each word. The music of the party seemed to fade out completely as you locked eyes with him again.

"Alright, so what’s your plan then?" you asked, leaning in just slightly.

Jake took a slow step back, his grin never faltering. "How about I show you a quieter spot?" He raised an eyebrow as he glanced toward the stairs. "We can talk a little more. I promise it’s not as boring as it sounds."

You glanced toward the staircase for a moment, then back at him. A part of you was curious, but you weren’t sure if this was just another one of his playful moves—or something more.

"Lead the way," you said, trying to keep your voice casual, though there was a spark of excitement in your chest.

Jake’s smile was triumphant as he gestured toward the stairs. "This way, then."

As you followed him up the stairs, you couldn’t help but notice the way he moved, confident, almost like he knew exactly how to get under your skin. And as you reached the top of the stairs, you realized there was no backing out now—this was going to be one interesting night.

As you and Jake made your way up the stairs, you couldn’t help but notice Sunghoon standing a little further away, his eyes locked on you two. He looked… well, you couldn’t quite place it, but there was definitely something in his gaze. It wasn’t anger, but it wasn’t exactly admiration either. It was like a mix of confusion, jealousy, and, strangely enough, something else.

You could feel it, but you didn’t have time to linger on it too long. Jake's hand brushed yours as you reached the top of the stairs, and the tension between you two was almost unbearable.

Just as you stepped onto the landing, Jake glanced back, only to find Sunghoon still watching you. Their eyes for a split second, and it was almost like a silent exchange, like they were sizing each other up. Sunghoon took a slow sip from his drink, eyes narrowing slightly, almost as if he was giving Jake some kind of… permission.

Jake, on the other hand, didn’t seem fazed. As you passed a group of people laughing and chatting, you caught a glimpse of Heeseung entering a room with a girl. Jake didn’t recognize her at first, but the moment he saw her face, he remembered the girl's name. Ronnie. Heeseung's situationship. Jake lets out a quiet laugh, though he’s already turning his attention back to you.

Jake, still leading you down the quieter part of the hall, was all smiles as he glanced back at you. “So, what do you think? Pretty nice spot, huh?”

You took in the vibe of the hallway. It was quieter here, a little more private, but not entirely deserted. You could still hear some laughter and faint music from the main area of the party. "Yeah, definitely not the worst place to escape to."

Jake turned to face you, a teasing grin on his face. “Well, you know, I don’t just bring anyone up here.”

You smirked, not missing the implication. “I’m honored, then.”

The playful tension was thick between you two now, and you could tell Jake was trying to decide whether to make his move or not. His eyes flickered down to your lips for a moment, and you felt your heart skip a beat. His smirk turned into something more genuine, more real. He wasn’t just playing anymore—he was figuring out whether you were the kind of girl who would let him take the lead, or if you were going to make him work for it.

"You know," Jake says with that same cocky smile, "I’ve been thinking. You really know how to make everything more interesting than it should be. Not that I’m complaining, of course."

You raise an eyebrow, amused. "Oh? I thought I was just keeping things fun."

Jake chuckles, a little more softly this time. "Yeah, but I’m starting to think I might want to keep you to myself tonight. You know, less distractions."

His tone shifts just a little, something softer underneath the teasing. The air between you both feels a little heavier now, the kind of tension that makes your heart race.

As the playful banter continued, you both found yourselves moving a little closer, the tension building. And you both knew this moment was just about ready to hit a tipping point.

But before Jake could make any move, you noticed out of the corner of your eye—Sunghoon. He was still standing down the hall with Jay, but now, there was no mistaking the look on his face. It wasn’t just curiosity anymore. It was… something more. Jake noticed too, and his posture stiffened, though he didn’t acknowledge Sunghoon directly. He just kept his focus on you.

“You know,” Jake said, leaning in a bit more, “we’re not gonna get interrupted here. Not like back downstairs.”

You raised an eyebrow, a small smirk forming. "You sure?"

Jake chuckled softly, eyes glinting with a touch of amusement. "Definitely not."

And just like that, you both knew—you didn’t need to rush this, but the moment had definitely arrived. As the moment stretched on, you realized this was it. The game was on.

The moment lingered in the air like a breath held too long. You and Jake stood there, just inches apart, the weight of it all between you. The conversation had slowed, but not because there was nothing to say—it was because words didn’t feel necessary anymore.

Jake brushed a stray strand of your hair behind your ear, his fingers grazing your skin, sending a shiver down your spine. "You know, you're even more beautiful up close," he murmured, his voice low and smooth.

You smiled, the playful tension still hanging there. "Flattery, huh? Is that how you get girls?"

He grinned, his gaze shifting between your lips and your eyes. "If it works, yeah. But I think you're more than just… a pretty face."

He leaned in, just enough that you could feel his breath against your lips. Jake’s hand lingered on your chin, tilting your face just the right way, and you felt your heart race. His gaze was intense, but there was a softness in the way he looked at you, like he was waiting for permission, even though neither of you had said a word.

"Is this okay?" he asked softly, his voice barely a whisper, as if he needed you to say it aloud before he could take the next step.

You nodded, a slight smile tugging at your lips. "I think you know it is."

And just like that, his lips were on yours.

It wasn’t just a kiss. It was slow, deliberate, as if he was savoring the moment. He deepened the kiss, pulling you closer, his hands now at your waist, holding you tightly, as if the only thing that mattered in that moment was you and him.

His lips moved against yours with a steady pressure, coaxing you to lean into him. You let out a soft breath as the kiss deepened, and for a moment, everything else—the noise of the party, the other people in the house—disappeared entirely.

Jake’s lips were soft but demanding, his touch gentle but confident, and you couldn’t help but respond. His hand moved to the back of your neck, threading his fingers through your hair, and pulling you even closer, if that was even possible. The heat between you two was undeniable, and for once, everything around you felt irrelevant.

Your pulse quickened, your body instinctively reacting to his closeness. His lips were in perfect sync with yours, and the kiss became more urgent, more intense. You could feel his breath against your skin, the way his chest rose and fell with each breath, his heart racing just as fast as yours. His hand moved to your back, drawing you in so tightly you couldn’t tell where you ended and he began.

His lips left yours briefly, and you felt him press his forehead against yours, breathing heavily, the space between you two almost unbearable. His voice was barely a whisper, filled with heat. “You make it hard to stop,” he muttered, his fingers trailing down your back in slow, deliberate motions.

You smirked, your hand brushing against his chest. “You’re not exactly trying to stop.”

Jake chuckled darkly, his lips curving into a smile as he kissed you again, deeper this time. You couldn’t help but respond, your hands finding their way to his shoulders, feeling the strength beneath his clothes. The kiss was no longer just a kiss.

And then, from the corner of your eye, you felt it. Someone was watching.

Sunghoon.

From a distance, he stood there, his eyes fixed on the scene. He hadn’t moved, hadn’t said a word, but the way he watched felt almost too intense. Like he was studying the moment, feeling the tension simmering in his chest, but not knowing what to do with it. His hand tightened around his drink, and Jay, standing beside him, noticed the subtle shift.

“You good?” Jay asked, giving Sunghoon a side glance, confused by the way his friend seemed both intrigued and irritated.

Sunghoon didn’t respond at first, his gaze still locked on Jake and you. His jaw clenched slightly, and for the first time, Jay wondered if there was something more going on in Sunghoon’s head. It was a weird mix of jealousy and something else he couldn’t quite place. Sunghoon didn’t say anything—he just sipped his drink, eyes never leaving the couple.

Meanwhile, Jake, completely oblivious to the silent observer, was enjoying the kiss, the quiet power of the moment. He knew Sunghoon was watching, could feel his presence from the corner of his eye, but he didn’t care. If anything, it made the kiss feel even more thrilling, knowing that someone else—someone who hated him—was helpless to look away.

And when the kiss finally broke, you were both left breathless, eyes locked. The distance between you two had disappeared, and it wasn’t just a physical space. Something else had shifted, something far deeper.

“So,” Jake said, voice husky as he leaned his forehead against yours, “What now, princess?”

You smirked, already feeling the spark between you two. "Guess we wait and see."

But neither of you could deny that the game had just begun.

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I have been planning about writing a Jake fanfiction.

Let me spoil you about it a bit:-

The sypnosis goes like: When your bestfriend spills all your dirty fantasies that you fantasized about your boss to him and he wants to recreate them.

Hehe.. Interested?

[envirae]

feels like summer — sim jaeyun

pairing: summer fling!jake x gn!reader genre: angst wc: 1.1k warnings: intentional lowercase, commitment issues lol, not proofread so be nice jake's listening to: summer - keshi

NO STRINGS ATTACHED.

that was the unspoken agreement you and jake had when your whole relationship had started. after all, you only had three months together.

your first meeting with jake was straight out of a movie. everything was in the perfect place at the perfect time, and a small part of you wanted to believe that it was fate that brought him to you. you were taking a sunset walk down the beach while the rest of your family had gone out without you. before you knew it, there was a dog running up to you, softly pawing at your legs and barking. when you bent down to pet the collie, you failed to notice her very cute owner running up from behind you.

the very attractive stranger sincerely apologized for letting his dog run off like that, but you assured him it was no problem and continued to pet the dog. he seemed to admire how much layla had taken a liking to you, because after introducing himself as jake, he offered to accompany you on your walk down the beach.

you quickly learned that you were staying at the same hotel, and he told you that he was visiting from australia, but his accent made that pretty obvious already. jake was practically glowing in the sunset, and you'd be lying if you said walking down the beach with him like this didn't make your heart skip a beat.

over the next few weeks, you and jake continued to have little rendezvous together. sneaking out of your hotel rooms late at night, exploring the foreign city together, or simply chilling around each other's hotel rooms. although both of you were thousands of miles from home, you and jake felt more comfortable with each other than you did around anyone else.

by the time you had realized how hard you had truly fallen for him, you told yourself that there was no point in acting on it. you'd be parting ways in less than a month, likely to never see each other again.

so you tried your absolute best to pretend like there was nothing there, but a small part of you still had hope that jake felt the same way.

one night, jake called you a little past midnight, telling you to meet him in the lobby. he took you by the hand and brought you to a rooftop, where you watched fireworks and rested your head on his shoulder.

"i wish we could stay just like this." you whispered.

he hummed in agreement, stroking your hair. "you look so pretty tonight, y/n."

he laughed when he saw how hard you were blushing, and you simply struggled to choke out a response. before you could scold him, telling him not to say things like that, his lips were capturing yours for a deep kiss.

your hands found their way in his hair, and you two kissed for what seemed like hours. "thank you for spending this summer with me, y/n."

you smiled softly before kissing him again, and the two of you walked hand in hand back to the hotel.

the next couple of weeks with jake were perfect. he was wild and carefree, just the kind of thing you needed during the summer. every moment with him was like a dream, between the stolen kisses and the beachside picnics, jake helped you forget about all of the stress of reality back home.

both of you avoided talking about leaving, as jake thought the topic was too sad and serious for how much fun you were having. and though you knew you'd have to talk about it sooner or later, you decided to let him keep having his fun.

with less than a week before your flight home, you and jake went out to watch the fireworks one more time. what you didn't realize, however, was that while you were watching the fireworks, jake couldn't take his eyes off you.

"i'm gonna miss this. i don't wanna go home." you muttered, letting out a deep sigh.

"hey, let's not talk about that right now. just live in the moment, y/n." he replied, but that only made you more upset.

"jake, i leave in 5 days. what's gonna happen to us after we both go home?"

tilting his head slightly, he scoffs at you, as if your question wasn't even valid. "what do you mean? do we have a choice? it sucks y/n but, we're gonna be thousands of miles away."

you frowned. "but don't you feel as strongly about this as i do? i've never felt this way about anyone jake. i don't want us to end. truthfully, i think i'm in love with you, jake"

your words were spilling out on their own, and you watched as jake became speechless.

"i didn't know you felt that strongly, y/n. i like you- like so so much but i have a whole other life back home, you know? i'm not as careless and free as i have been this summer, i just can't afford to be. and long distance is just- so difficult sometimes, and it hardly ever works out."

"i want to try with you, jake. i want this more than anything i've ever wanted." your voice was pleading, almost begging jake to just see things from your point of view.

muttering a string of curses under his breath, jake ran his hands through his hair and let out a deep sigh. "i never intended for things to get this serious between us. in fact- i never intended for things to get serious at all. and believe me y/n there are so many things i wish i could tell you right now, but i think if i say it, i'll pull you into my arms and i won't be able to let go."

you could tell there was more going through jake's mind then he was letting on, but there was no point in asking him about it. he never wanted to show you his vulnerable side, he thought it made him seem weak. you simply nodded in understanding, turning back to the fireworks that were still going off along the city skyline.

"let's just- stay here. we don't have to say anything else." he nodded in agreement, taking your hand and watching the city with you. the two of you sat there long after the fireworks had ended, and you could have sat there much longer if not for the sun starting to rise.

you knew that jake would tell you he felt the same way if he could, and you knew he was trying to act strong despite wanting you more than anything else.

although it was obvious you and jake were never meant to last, something in you was certain that you were meant to meet. you knew that in some, cruel, star-crossed twist of fate, that summer with jake was meant to be.

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Picnic Naps

pairing: boyfriend!jake x reader

on a warm weekend evening things seemed to slow down as you and your boyfriend were on a picnic. as you both finish up the assortment of fruits and the ice in your coffees starting to melt, moving onto desert was a small cake laid out for you both.

after a long day of outings with jake, and the sun setting beautifully, the day slowly comes to an end as you sit looking back at what you did that day. giggles emanating from jake as he kisses your hands, running to catch the bus on the way to the fair, sharing treats and bickering on who gets the bigger piece, and the flickering of instant cameras. undeniably, the day was well-spent as you guys finished it up lazily at a park.

“jake” you called out for your boyfriend as he is well concentrated on the book you have been into lately. his eyebrows furrowed in concentration, hand behind his head sitting comfortably against the tree, and lips slightly pouted. as he didn’t seem to hear you, your second best option was to give him a little affection to receive it back.

you positioned yourself comfortably enough to where your lips were now inches away from jake’s forehead to kiss away the wrinkle in between his eyebrows.

jake watched, waiting for the soft skin of your lips to reach his face. as they did, you looked down to find jake peering up at you and leaning forward to kiss your own.

as jake’s affection started to grow, a tickle fight began between the two of you. when you reached your goal of jake finally setting the book down, you now both ended up panting and breathless on your backs.

after a while of just calming yourselves down, jake made his way on top of you. making sure to put his whole body weight on you and arms around your body so you don’t push him off. (not that you will anyways)

staying that way and having small, meaningful conversations with your boyfriend. jake could tell that you were slowly dozing off as your responses got shorter and your excitement dying down.

both of you laying in now complete silence with only the last of the birds chirps and the wind in the leaves of the tree you were under being the last thing you guys head before both of you fall asleep.

waking up, the sun had set already and the street lights beginning to turn on. jake gets up groggily and unwillingly let’s you go so you could pack and make your way to the bus stop again.

what really woke you up was the running that you had to do if you wanted to catch the bus on time. running hand in hand with jake is just one of the many memories you have made with him on this day.

[whoseafraidofliloleme]

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐍𝐨𝐰: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.

Summary: Everyone at Belift Publishing knows Shin YN & Jo Hye Won are platonic soulmates. When Hye Won reveals she has a crush, YN decides she will do everything to give Hye Won her happily Ever After. Park Jay on the other hand likes someone and will do everything he can to make her his girlfriend.

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This one snuck up on me. Especially since this smau only finished a few months ago. But Im sticking to posting WATN on the 1 year anniversaries. Also if you haven't, check out the Second Choice All The Backstories. Which sheds some light on how YN met Yoongi, Kazuha, Minho and others... And this is long so there's a read more. Enjoy.

Second Choice All The Backstories.

Chan and Lisa are happily married. They went off on honeymoon that day and were gone for a month.

With Minho and Rose being outed as a couple, everyone's assumed they're in charge...

Nope, cause when mother and father are away the children play, so to stop that, Yoongi is in charge while Chan and Lisa are away.

Yoongi essentially let's everyone be chaotic.

His philosophy is get all of this chaotic energy out while I'm here and you won't get in trouble like they would if Chan & Lisa were here.

With that free pass, everyone is chaotic. No one comes on time.

Well Ynjay do but it's only because YN forces Jay to be on time and since Jay is still scared of Yoongi he agrees.

Which was silly of them since Yoongi himself walks into the office at 10 😂. Looks at Ynjay and sighs.

He tells Jay to go home and that it's a sibling day. Yoongi takes YN home and they spend the day hanging out.

Yoongi gives YN strict instructions not to come in before 10 while he's in charge.

Yoongi decides to mess with Minho, it's just a bit of fun but then Jake accidentally tells Yoongi abt the time Minho shouted at YN.

Remember when the prank was done by Sunsun but YN was blamed.

Yeah YN never told Yoongi abt it knowing he'd want to get revenge. Which he does now.

Yoongi makes Minho do all his bidding, he's got Minho making coffee runs, getting lunch ordered for everyone with his card, sending emails and other paperwork that Minho hates doing.

YN after a week of this tells Yoongi go stop and Minho is so grateful he practically tackles YN to the ground in a hug 😂.

After a month Chan and Lisa are back, honestly surprised that these lot haven't burned the building to the ground.

On they're first day back they're surprised with a banner that says welcome back Work Eomma and Appa 💗.

Which Lisa finds cute but Chan tells everyone to clean up and get to work cause he knows that everyone be slacking when he's not around.

They thank Yoongi who just laughs and says he had a lot of fun looking at Minho who laughs awkwardly.

So things go back to normal, well as normal as things can be in Belift Publishing.

Jay made it a point to not flaunt the relationship out of respect for Heeseung but that stopped very quickly.

When Heeseung figured out what he was doing and would push them together publicly 😂.

Heeseung made it a point to carry on the bonding that his editing team and YNs had.

So that's quite a few trips and outings that they all go on together.

Everyone kinda pairs up on these, somehow Heeseung and Yunjin keep getting together...

At first Yunjin is making sure Heeseung is okay being around Ynjay.

After that she just has fun with being Heeseungs unofficial partner.

Same with Heeseung, he's realising that Yunjin really is his bestie.

He loves Jay but Jays in a relationship now so Yunjin is his work bestie.

YN suspects there's something going on but knows that Yunjin or Heeseung won't mention it to her so her and Kazuha come up with a plan.

During a night out with the whole office, Kazuha gets Yunjin drunk and YN tells Heeseung to drive her home.

Ynzuha have told Yunjin that Jay is the one driving her home rants abt how unfair it is that she's fallen for her work bestie.

Which shocks Heeseung but he gets her home safely, tucks her into bed and stays the night on her sofa to make sure she's okay thru the night.

Yunjin wakes up in the morning to breakfast being made and is all happy to thank Jay... Until she sees it's Heeseung...

Heeseung learning from his previous mistakes asks Yunjin abt what she said last night.

Yunjin admits she meant it and Heeseung admits he spent the whole night being introspective abt his feelings.

He thinks there's something there but he totally understands if Yunjin doesn't want to try something.

Yunjin wants to take the risk cause she doesn't want to lose this if there is something more between them.

All the girls are called to help Yunjin get ready for the first date. Similarly Heeseung calls the guys.

The date goes great and at this point one year later they're still happily dating.

Now Jungwon, Niki & Eunchae were interns, the time of truth abt if they've gotten the job comes.

Unsurprisingly they do and it's announced that Sunoo is being promoted and will be their senior editor.

Sunoo is shocked... Minho tells him that he saw how Sunoo took over HWs work and got his stuff and hers done so it's only right he gets a reward for that.

Speaking of HW... About 6 months after the end, she tries to sell YNs story of her manipulations to Belift...

Unfortunately it goes to Yoongi and he calls her into his office, without her knowing who she'll be meeting and goes at her.

All the things Yoongi never said to her face, he says now. Hye Won tries to leave but out comes Kazuha and Minho stopping her.

Kazuha gets one punch and then while HW is there with a broken nose goes into her abt how much she hates HW.

Minho tells HW everything he's wanted to say since they met at uni.

And then Jay, Chan and Heeseung come to escort HW out with the whole office screaming at her to never come back.

Now onto some Ynjay fluff.

YNs mom and Jay meet quite by accident. Jay's staying at YNs flat whole some work happens at his.

He's making breakfast when someone comes thru the door, thinking it's Yoongi hyung/Kazuha/Yunjin/Heeseung, Jay calls them into the kitchen.

Imagine his shock when he turns around with a plate of food only to see his gfs mother smirking at him.

The plate of food he's holding falls to the ground which causes YN to come running and she sees her Eomma.

Her mother smiles at YN and loudly proclaims that pictures don't do Jay justice and that he should call her mother in law.

After things have been cleaned up and YNs mum tastes Jays food she tells YN to marry him and tells Jay that he is her son like Minho and Yoongi.

Now Jay is the one who teaches YNs mother how to video call.

YN doesn't have the patience and her mother calls at the worst times on a voice call so she dreads a video call from her mother.

Yoongi tried to teach her but it ended badly so no one talks about it.

Every other day Jay is getting video calls from YNs mum, mainly about food and recipes but there is the odd call about the drama of a small town.

Yeah Rose is still trying to convince YNs mother to write the book abt small town shenanigans.

Awkwardness happens when at dinner with his family, YNs mother calls Jay.

Jay and YN were cleaning the dishes when YNs mum called, Jimin picked up the phone and is shocked to see an older version of YN calling.

Jisoo comes and sees that it's YNs mum so both of them start charming her.

Jay's parents wondering who their son & daughter in law are talking come to see.

That is how Jays parents meet YNs mum. From that one video call, YNs mum now has the numbers of her daughter's boyfriends family.

They all communicate, they've got a groupchat that they refuse to let Jay or YN join much to their annoyance.

Jimin and Jisoo make fun of Jay cause YN never wears any nice jewelry and does he need money or advice on what jewelry to get his girlfriend.

YN loves him for him and doesn't need any fancy things.

But for the sake of Jay not being teased to death agrees to small not that expensive but fancy jewelry or accessories as gifts every 3 months

Jay negotiated that to every month, so now YNs getting nice jewellery and Jay isn't being teased by his brother and sister in law anymore.

Jay nearing the one year anniversary of their date confides in Heeseung that he wants to propose.

Heeseung obvs tells Yunjin and eventually the whole office barring YN knows about Jay thinking abt proposing.

Everyone wants to help, each proposal idea getting crazier and crazier.

Jay at this point hadn't let Yoongi know abt his plan to propose so when he rejects everyones ideas.

He braces himself to go and talk to Yoongi abt it. Even tho it's been close to a year, Jay is still kinda scared of Yoongi.

He tells Yoongi and expects a whole lecture instead he gets a gummy smile and Yoongi welcoming him into the family.

Jay asks Yoongi for advice on how to propose and Yoongi simply tells him to do what he feels is right.

YN will be happy with anything but it should come from him not anyone else.

In the end Jay proposes at Rose and Minho's engagement party. He asks them beforehand if they'd mind and they happily give permission.

With Rose telling Jay that she's shipped it from the beginning and would be honoured that her engagement party is where Jay wants to propose to YN.

Minho tells Jay not to worry abt getting his family and YNs there, he'll handle it, just focus on proposing.

During the party YN is quite confused at why Yoongi oppa, her parents and Jays family are there.

As far as she knows, none of them are close for them to be invited. But her questions soon get answers when Jay gets up on stage.

He starts off his speech by saying he knows how much YN hates being the centre of attention but just this once can there be a spotlight on her.

There's a spotlight on YN and she looks very confused and embarrassed.

Jay carries on by telling YN how much he loves her.

They've been thru so much before they even got together and how he wants to be there for her for the rest of their lives.

Jay's walking towards YN this whole time and when he reaches her, he gives the mic to Minho and gets down on one knee and proposes to YN.

She's trying not to cry but says yes and they kiss, he puts the ring on her finger, everyone crowds around to congratulate them.

Just as that is happening, Chan takes the mic and says well this seems like a perfect time to announce that Lisa is pregnant.

Everyones attention goes from YN to Lisa who waves before everyone comes to her and Chan to congratulate them.

Minho gets the mic again, another announcement, this isn't a engagement party but a wedding reception cause Rose and I eloped last week.

Again everyone flocks to Minho and Rose with congratulations but also outrage at not being able to take part in the wedding.

Minho and Chan turn to YN who has let everyone crowd Rose and Lisa.

Chan tells her that he could see her getting overwhelmed and thought he'd take the attention away from her for a bit.

Minho laughs and tells YN that announcing this had always been his plan since he knew how much she hates being the centre of attention.

YN laughs but with tears in her eyes hugs them both.

Heeseung and Yunjin having left the crowd still with Rose and Lisa, stand next to YN.

They tell YN that they're planning to move in together and wanted her to be the first one to know.

Again YN is close to tears and hugs them, telling them to let her know if they need any help moving or looking for apartments.

Jay who uptill now was with YN, hears this and offers for Heeseung and Yunjin to move into his apartment as he'd just moved in with YN a few weeks ago.

They refuse but eventually after everyone at this party convinces them they agree.

On the way home, YN tells Jay how magical the night was and she can't wait to be married to him.

Jay tells her that since the day they met, she's been the one for him and this is just the beginning of their story.