#jung jae heon x reader

[love-toxin]

trouble in paradise -> eun-hyeok, eun-yu, jae-heon, sang-wook + ???

a/n: still not over sweet home season 3....or s2....or s1...so i got to thinkin of some fun lil scenes <3 and i did my last exam today so yaaaay!

(cws: GN pronouns, major sweet home spoilers s1-3, mild angst in some places, some established relationships, implied lewds, minor lover's quarrels, a teensy smidgen of yandereness, short & sweet <3)

Lee Eun-hyeok

“Are we going to talk about it?”

“Nope.”

Each step he climbed would’ve made him hesitate–god only knew what could be lurking around the upper floors of Green Home–but when he was following after you, he seemed almost nonchalant. If not for the slightest furrow of his brow and the quiet dip in his stern voice, you might be convinced he was arguing about dinner plans rather than a fate of life or death.

“Stop running away from me.” Eventually he caught up, and yanked on your wrist with a firm grasp that stopped you at the top of the landing. The second floor was only half a staircase away, and the nerves finally showed in the quickening of his breath, a slight swallow around the lump in his throat that made his adam’s apple bob.

“I’m not running,” You insisted, albeit coldly, as you stared back down at him. “I’m getting away from the person who’s annoying me right now. Which just so happens to be you.” Eun-hyeok sighed in that mild, barely-bothered way of his, like it was too much to even huff wholeheartedly.

“You know how I feel about you.”

“Do I? You’ve never said it.” His grip tightened. “Why does it matter, anyways?”

“You know why.”

How typical. It always bothered you that Eun-hyeok acted like you should know everything that he did, and even when you did, he never praised you for it and often he barely acknowledged it at all, unless you forced him to. He was uptight and cold and stern, annoying and awkward and always made you feel like you were an idiot, even when he was the one being stupid.

So the warmth of his hand on your wrist shouldn’t have made you feel so hot in the chest, nor should it draw you to him as he stepped up the last few stairs and towered over you on the landing.

“You’re too tall, idiot.” You muttered under your breath.

“Make me shorter, then.” He answered, a half-smile threatening to cross his lips, but he was still too annoyed at you for volunteering to sweep the second floor yourself to show it. He wouldn’t give you even a modicum of satisfaction for going against the unspoken pact you made with him, however unknowingly; If I care about you, then don’t put yourself in harm’s way.

But honestly, he was so easy to take off guard. The gentle graze of your fingertips against his cheek loosened his grip on you in an instant, his hold growing slack the longer you looked him in the eyes. For someone so stuck-up and strict, his were surprisingly soft, almost wet like the baleful, brown gaze of a puppy-dog’s. He leaned in to your hands cupping his face, his touch lingering on your arm, and the kiss you shared–though brief–moulded a brush of chapped lips on warm ones to a silent agreement. I love you even though I can’t say it, I care for you in egregious ways, and with that in mind, let’s never speak of this to the others. The kiss hadn’t broken for more than five seconds before he opened his big mouth again.

“...At least wait for Hyun-su to return. He can go by himself.”

“Oh, for god’s sakes.” You rolled your eyes, and begrudgingly showed no resistance as he walked you back down the steps, his hand tightly clamped over yours.

Lee Eun-yu

The last time she looked back at your bunk, she clearly must've thought you were there. Because when you showed up just inside the entrance to the back way out of the stadium, Eun-yu startled and nearly whacked you when the beam of her flashlight panned over your disapproving face.

“Shit,” She gasped, only faltering for a moment before she huffed at the sight of you and lowered the light from your eyes. “Where the hell did you come from?”

“The better question is: where the hell are you going?” Your scowl nearly stung as much as your arms crossing over your chest. You were so pretty when you were mad, she thought, but she had no idea of the storm you were ready to unleash on her for sneaking out of the stadium. Again. “Eun-yu.” You reminded her sternly. She clicked off the flashlight and met your eyes in the dark before she answered.

“It's dangerous down here. Go back up.” She moved to step past you, only to be stopped by your hand on her arm.

“You think you can get rid of me that easy?” The fact that you felt brave enough to step back in front of her and block her way spoke volumes. Anyone else in the stadium's commune would avoid Eun-yu at every opportunity, for fear of her reputation and what she may do if she got angry.

Your relationship with her, however, spanned much deeper and closer than that. You spent time together, shared your feelings–she talked and cried to you about her brother, her family, and you spilled your secrets to her when you shared a quiet bunk together or a rare morning outside. She would reach for you when she slept and you found yourselves growing so close, so reliant on one another, that Chief Ji would punish you with fewer rations when Eun-yu pissed her off. Your girlfriend would just give you hers anyways or share from the stash she kept from her exploits outside, but it still widened the gap and nurtured the growing disdain they had for each other whenever Ji got you involved.

Eun-yu's expression soured in the dim light; she didn't have the stomach to push you off or shove you aside, but she certainly wouldn't be stopped when she had a goal in mind–at least not easily.

“At least let me come with you-”

“No!” She cried out of instinct, shaking her head furiously as she cut you off. “I-I need you to wait here for me. I need you to be here when I get back. You can't come–it's too dangerous.”

“And it's not dangerous for you?” The instant she opened her mouth to refute that, you clicked your tongue and released her arm from your tight grasp. “You're ridiculous. You're not invincible, Eun-yu. One of these days you're going to die out there, and I'll have to be the one sneaking out to go bring back your corpse!”

Just as those words echoed down the dark, humid tunnel, the sounds of footsteps approaching sent Eun-yu crashing into you. She grabbed you sideways and thrust you up against the wall, out of sight, slotting her body up as close as she could get against yours while her hand remained clamped over your mouth. You waited with your breath held back in your throat for whoever it was to pass by, the whole time trying not to think of how warm she was against you or how many nights you'd spent identical to this. Eun-yu's weight pinning you down, her hand covering your mouth, whispering sweet reminders in your ear to keep quiet as she brought you to the edge over, and over, and over again. Privacy was so scarce, and when she got the chance to tug a tarp or a blanket over your bunk and get a taste of you, she took it.

That's exactly what she must've felt as she finally pulled away, the benign footsteps having disappeared down the corridor. Because she barely slid her hand off your mouth and even when she did, she slipped a finger inside and smirked when you nipped at it. “Cute.”

“You're not off the hook, you know.” You whispered back, spit smeared over your chin from her digits grazing down towards your chest. Despite struggling to keep your head higher, Eun-yu was so hard to resist when she wanted you to relinquish that high-and-mighty attitude of yours. Your breath hitched as she squeezed you through your shirt, and hers tickled against your wet skin with a murmur into your mouth.

“I know.”

And just like that, she practically strolled away and left you high and dry, still panting and warm-faced from the closeness you so rarely had the opportunity to share. At your huffing behind her, she flicked a cheeky smile over her shoulder and waved, which only led her to chuckle when you flipped the bird in reply and moved to clamber back through the passageway's opening. One of these days, you wouldn't keep falling for her tricks–but that day was definitely not today.

Jung Jae-heon

“Hello, darling.” Being sweet again, was he? “I brought you some tea.”

You hummed in acknowledgement, but didn't bother to peer up from your book. Truthfully, you had just been flipping through pages absentmindedly for a while–it was just some old manual for the security system terminal that you could barely decipher. Not that you were really trying, anyways. Jae-heon, as magnanimous, faithful, and devoted as he was, had crossed the line this time.

The secret stash of ice cream you had been keeping in your cooler–saved with care for the literal end of the world–had fallen victim to the two children who joined you on the first floor fort. He knew you kept that particular brand for special occasions, and what better occasion for a nostalgic flavour than the apocalypse? But Jae-heon was aware of that too and he still let the children eat it. Granted, he told you right away, but it still pissed you off and rightfully so.

Your partner sighed and set the teacup down, took his seat in the chair by your spot, and pushed his glasses further up the bridge of his nose before he wrung his hands together. “How can I make this up to you?” He seemed genuinely remorseful for what he'd done, and although it was indeed trivial, he knew as well as anyone else here that the little things were sacred these days. Everyone was on edge at all times, so for the godly man you loved to turn on you really did hurt your feelings in the moment, even though you knew he didn't mean it. He was only being kind to the others, which you were still glad to say was one of his only flaws in your partnership; a generosity that spanned too far for some of the people he offered it to.

In all honesty, you were over it already and just wanted to squeeze a little more of his attention out of him. But you weren't a heartless person, you wouldn't make him suffer much longer–you turned your head to peer over at him, and spoke with a deadpan that you knew would throw him off.

“Premarital sex.”

Taken aback, he stuttered out an “I'm–I'm sorry?” and looked at you with wide eyes. You shrugged, and turned your attention back to your book.

“You heard me. I want your innocence.”

“I-I'm not a virgin, my darling.” Jae-heon's answer was clearly puzzled, and there was no better way to take advantage of it. You rolled your eyes in mock-surprise and slung an insult back his way.

“You whore. I thought you would save yourself for me–now you owe me even more.” With a click of your tongue, you made no effort to mask the sarcastic smile on your lips as you teased him.

“Language, darling. But…that seems like a fair exchange.” He finally answered. You shot up in your seat with a “Huh?”, the manual quickly forgotten and abandoned in your lap. Jae-heon folded his hands over the gap between his parted knees and looked away, unable to meet your eyes. But you knew you heard it, and he knew that you knew.

“You want to sleep with me?” You blurted out, and at your embarrassment and the clap of your hands over your mouth he finally laughed the tension away.

“Of course I–I do, my darling, I do.” He sat up straight in an attempt to regain his composure, clearly trying not to get too excited. “Since we first met, in fact. I spent many nights–ah, well, we don't have to speak of that.” He flushed darkly up to his ears.

“No, tell me!” You insisted, hopping off the couch to kneel in front of him, grasping at his clasped hands. He leaned back and cleared his throat, averted his eyes, closed his legs, anything and everything to hide the surge of desire that just coursed through him because of the contact. “You have to tell me. Please?”

“No, no, never mind.”

“Jae-heon!”

“All in due time.” He smiled down the bridge of his glasses. “To practice patience is god's will. But I'm…happy you're excited. Very happy.” A gentle pat on your head to steady you, he leaned down far for a kiss. Careful, gentle, and as soft as butterfly wings on your lips…you could only imagine what those kisses would feel like more intimately, and how he would treat you with such reverence under the covers as he did in all other aspects of life.

But it was as he said. Just a matter of time.

Pyeon Sang-wook

The first time you met Sang-wook, he reeked of nothing but smoke and spiced cologne.

It was no surprise that it had been an elevator ride that you'd first sensed him; he stood too tall and the space too cramped to not notice his presence, and all the sensations that hung in the air around him. A plastic bag swished at the side of his loose pants, held low and heavy with rolls and rolls of what looked like duct tape. You couldn't help but wonder at the time; what in the world did he need all that for? But you had heard of a man with a burnt face who worked as a gangster, and that fact alone was enough to shut you up and keep you quiet for the duration of that silent elevator ride. You politely nodded your head and smiled at him as you exited, purely out of courtesy, and that was all you'd seen of him until now.

You never thought you would be so glad to see the gangster show up at the end of the hall, his eyes wild with rage as he wrestled with the man that had chased and stalked you up three whole floors. You'd met your neighbour only in passing and didn't know much about him, just that he seemed polite and a bit awkward, but that façade melted away in an instant when he stumbled upon you in the corridor alone. His unnerving attempts to lure you into his apartment set off your alarm bells, so when he lunged forward to grab you and only missed by a hair, you didn't hesitate to start running as he chased you with a sledgehammer. By the time Sang-wook came to your rescue, you really thought you were as good as dead.

It was even more awkward to follow him down the steps of the fire escape afterwards, silently reconciling with the fact that you had just watched this man kill another person in brutal fashion. Sure, the world had changed practically overnight, but you still weren't used to the monsters–even those that resided inside the bodies of your fellow man.

By comparison, Sang-wook waited on every landing for you to catch up. Although he was quiet and scary-looking, he offered you a hand down the rickety, unstable stairs and braced your arm as you wobbled. How someone with so much rage in his body could be so gentle, when he just painted the walls of the upper hallway with crimson, was by itself a staggering revelation.

“Be careful.” He mumbled under his breath, and nodded his head towards the overgrown vines in your path. With his help, you safely stepped over them–you didn't even want to imagine how far the fall would be if you tripped and went tumbling over the railing.

“You should take your own advice.” You finally spoke up, which seemed to take him somewhat by surprise, even if it was just a silent raise of his eyebrows. “You're pretty reckless.” Sang-wook shrugged, and kept on his way. Though there were much fewer obstacles the further down you got, he still walked a step ahead to guide you down unhindered.

“You would be dead otherwise.” Good point. “Or worse.”

“Either way, thank you.” You squeezed his arm as the framing jiggled with the breeze, too frozen with nerves to keep going until it stopped again. And he didn't let go of you either until it did. “If there's anything you want in exchange, just ask.”

“I don't need anything.” He shook his head resolutely. Funny that this was the most you'd heard him talk in all the time you'd spent living in the same building as him.

“Really? Are you sure?” You held out your hand to offer the ring off your finger, which had been a gift and likely one of the most expensive things you owned, which wasn't saying much. He brushed off the offer and kept moving down the railing, his eyes not even in the vicinity of looking at it. What a stubborn guy. Out of curiosity, you threw out a slew of other things he might want as a reward; money, food, cigarettes, even sex, and he rejected each and every one of them without even thinking about it–except for the last one, which he almost seemed to ponder with a quick glance at you and then back to the stairs. It was actually getting a bit frustrating that he seemingly had no motives for saving your life, aside from the conscience of a good Samaritan that you would be shocked to find in as heartless of a murderer as he proved to be. Finally, you got to the last landing of the fire escape, and the door that led into the first floor sanctuary he mentioned in passing, but aside from holding it open for you he made no move to follow.

“Aren't you coming?” You cocked your head, puzzled. The absence of any reaction save for a slight shake of his head told you all you needed to know. In the heat of the moment, you stepped back out on to the landing with him and shut the door behind you, leaving him standing uncomfortably close–but not quite close enough for him to move away. “Where are we going, then?”

“You're not going anywhere.” He grunted. “Stay here.”

“No.”

“Do it.”

“I refuse.”

Sang-wook huffed, shoved the door open again, and pushed you in with a firm hand on the small of your back. Your feet flailed and slid beneath you as you stumbled into the corridor, and too fast for you to swing around in time, the door slammed shut in your face before you could get back out. He ignored the thudding of your fist and your voice ringing out in protest, the fire escape squeaking further and further away as he climbed back up the stairs.

Fine. Be that way. You rolled your eyes, but out of your peripheral you spotted the set of doors down the hall that led to the interior staircase, and the idea hit you too soon for you not to hurry towards it. You'd surely find a way to squeeze what he wanted out of him, whether he wanted to admit it or not…and besides, who better to stick next to in a dangerous situation than the most dangerous man in Green Home?

Lee Eun-hyeok (neohuman)

“I recognize you.” The man above you murmured, his gaze intense but his tone void of any real emotion. If you didn’t know any better, you would assume he was a human. But humans didn’t move so fast, heal so quickly, and walk the streets of the world freely without any fear of monsters, all three of which you’d seen him do in the last ten minutes of tracking him.

It had Eun-hyeok’s face, but it was impossible to tell whether it was really Eun-hyeok. That boy who had come along with the raiders at the apartments could roam around with a human body, so who was to say there wasn’t another monster who could do the same with a familiar face?

“I-I don’t know you,” You panicked, and the monster scoffed. He only stood over you, having dragged you out from behind the car you’d been watching him from, and the street was wide and long. You could scramble up to your feet and run away if you tried…and only if he wasn’t interested in chasing you, which he didn’t seem to be.

“You shouldn’t lie to me.” His shoe scraped on the pavement, which made you jump at the noise alone. You were so startled, so afraid, with that shocked expression on your face. There was no way you didn’t know him. It just simply wasn’t possible. “Come on. If you want to play hide-and-seek with me, then you should at least hide better.” The false Eun-hyeok got down on one knee, and leaned over so far his lips just barely brushed the shell of your ear as he whispered.

“I remember the sounds we made together. I know what your flesh feels like,” His hand hovered over your calf, careful to grip it so he wouldn’t break a bone by mistake. The way he touched it alone was far too familiar for comfort, and sent shockwaves up your leg that you forced yourself to ignore. “-The way you kiss me when you reach the edge. You can’t lie to me. I know everything about you.”

“No you don’t,” You shoved at his chest, breaking the contact between you that was sparking closer and closer to an all-consuming blaze. Eun-hyeok’s face stared back at you, unbothered and emotionless, but not quite cold. That wouldn’t account for the heat in his stare that was only slightly dissipating. “You’re not Eun-hyeok. Not even close.”

“I’m as close as you can get.” He murmured back, holding your gaze for so long you wondered if he would just reach out and kill you with one hand–but he didn’t. Eventually, he got to his feet, and effortlessly held out a hand for you to take. “Either you come with me, or I let you die.”

“I would rather die.”

“Don’t be stupid.”

“You’re the stupid one if you think I’m gonna trust you.” Eun-hyeok’s clone sighed, and drew back his hand. “Fair enough,” he muttered under his breath, and you figured he would end it there, leave, and let you wonder for the rest of your life whether or not you had rebuffed the real Eun-hyeok, the one that you wished you never had to leave behind. But not so, because in nothing more than a moment, Eun-hyeok lifted you off the ground like a child and slung you over his shoulder to start walking.

“Hey!” You shrieked, pounding on his back with your fists while your legs threatened to thrash–though he held them tight with his free arm to keep you from hitting him in the face. “Let me go! Eun-hyeok!”

“I changed my mind. You’re not free to go.” He replied over his shoulder, and gave you a light smack on the thigh as you continued to wiggle. Little did you notice the smart half-smirk that crept across his face as he led onwards, and it was better that you didn’t. You wouldn’t want to know of all the things he planned to do with his new body, once it finally clicked for you that this Eun-hyeok would always be yours.

[mikasasredprettyscarf]

Since Rosielou94 is gone can someone write for Jung Jae Heon from sweet home

y’all read the title I need fanfics of him so badly

(I’m so tired of only seeing fics and authors for Hyun su like he’s cool and in my favorites but ain’t he still a teenager?? Also have some variety in the chars like dang 😭😭😭)

[kideaternomnom]

okay I know I don’t post fanfic stuff here but does ANY BLOG take requests from sweet home if so please comment bc I am in desperate need of some headcanons I can request because one of the characters is too fine

[wheres-everyone-going-bingo]

Dating Them Headcannons

(Lee Eun-Hyuk, Jung Jae-Heon, Pyeon Sang-Wook, Yoon Ji-Su)

Warnings: none, gender neutral reader

Lee Eun-Hyuk

-Despite how he seems as the “leader” of the survivors, he’s very chill

-Like he only seems so cold because of the amount of stress and responsibilities that have been put on his shoulders

-When he’s stressed about exams he’ll walk up to you and just place his head in your lap

-Would write little sticky note’s with stuff like “love you :)” or “have a good day”

-You always steal his glasses off his face and wear them, he can’t see for shit but knows you look adorable

-Would be the type to put his chin on your head

-Puts your safety above all else

-Fusses over little injuries you have, despite knowing it’s nothing

Jung Jae-Heon

-Would read to you every night in bed, with your head on his chest

-This guy’s a pretty good cook and will cook you your favourite meal on a hard day

-Hugs from behind anyone?

-Teaches you how to use a sword if you ask (secretly an excuse to be close to you)

-Would write you little poems sometimes

-Mans is constantly in protecc mode, will have you by his side 24/7

-Before going out on supply runs he’d kiss you on your head and promise to come back safe

-You trust him not to drink too much, but whenever he’s sitting with the soju, you’d be next to him just in case

-Would always be reassuring you that you’re both going to make it

-Mans is a little awkward but he’s trying

-Makes bad puns sometimes, like a teacher that’s trying to be cool for his students

Pyeon Sang-Wook

-Despite being a broody little loser, he enjoys subtle pda

-Likes to sit in “his” apartment with his arm around your shoulders

-Baby gets insecure sometimes, thinks you deserve to be with someone better

-After all he’s just a monstrous gangster who hurts people for a living right?

-Just hold him, stroke his hair and tell him how much you love him

-If you place small kisses on his scars he’d melt

-Mans eats nothing but instant noodles, please cook him a proper meal

-He has really low self esteem, but with you he feels like maybe he can be a good person after all

-Doesn’t like public affection but if your having a hard day then he can spare a hug or two

-Loves having baths together, not anything sexual, just the intimacy of you behind him washing his hair, he loves it

-If anyone is mean to you, expect them to avoid you like the plague after Sang-Wook “deals” with them

Yoon Ji-Su

-Oooh babey she’s going to write you SO many songs

-When you’re stressed she sings little silly songs to you

-Please help this girl clean her apartment, she just forgets to clean up

-Loves to hold your hand in public, beaming at anyone who looks at you two

-Expect playful banter, she loves your witty combacks

-Would blast rock music and dance around her apartment with you

-Whenever she plays at a venue, you’re in the crowd cheering her on louder than everyone else, ready to shower her in kisses when she’s done

-Y’all do the weirdest shit together, ESPECIALLY at some early hour of the morning

-Who has the best velociraptor impression contest, anyone?

-Would beat anyone’s ass who’s mean to you, like she’s ready to throw hands

-When she’s stressed, just hold her, tell her everything will be okay and run your fingers through her hair

[lun-writes]

One O'Clock (Fluff)

I love this man so much so here's some short fluff. leave a like, reblog, or comment if you enjoyed the fic!

You both should be in bed sleeping, not slow dancing at one o'clock in the morning. But neither of you was tired.

Soft jazz played from the stereo in the living room, its volume quiet enough to not disturb their neighbors but just enough for Jae-heon and (Y/n) to hear. The two lovers' eyes were closed, their chests pressed against one another. Jae-heon's hand clasped in (Y/n)'s, the other resting on their lower back as his lover's head on his shoulder, their bare feet barely making a sound on the rug as they turned and gently rocked to the music.

"I don't want this to end," you whispered.

"What was that?" Jae-heon asked, lost in the soft music that he didn't hear you.

"I said I don't want this to end," you replied a little louder.

(Y/n) heard the man softly chuckle before feeling his lips on their temple," I don't want it to end either. Besides, I'm not ready to let go of you yet, yeobo."

(Y/n) smiled at the nickname he gave them before pressing a kiss on Jae-heon's neck.

As a few more minutes passed, the song gradually came to an end. Silence filled the room, save the couple breathing.

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Imagine: The confusion Jae-Heon feels as you scold him for being so reckless, accidentally letting it slip how much you care about him.

“You could’ve gotten yourself killed!” You spoke, stern voice making Jae-Heon avoid eye contact. “I care about you!” The words leave your lips before you can process them, Jae-Heon looking over in surprise.

[apollo-markus-i-am]

I have to say, I didn't expect to cry so much with Sweet Home, but here we are, completely heartbroken by these amazing and complex characters. Go watch it if you want to feel like someone is ripping your heart out, but nicely, like I thank these found family for it.

Also I can't believe there are no Jung Jae-heon x reader or things like that, give my man some love please! And Ji-soo too, like, why are there no polyamory stories with these beautiful human beings??

[24hlevi]

𝒮𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉 ℋ𝑜𝓂𝑒 ℳ𝒶𝓈����𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉

Updated: 12/24/2023

Who I Write For:

ϟ 𝙲𝚑𝚊 𝙷𝚢𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚞 ϟ

ꨄ Nsfw Alphabet ꨄ alphabet, fem!reader ; NSFW ; monster!hyunsoo

ꨄ Nsfw Alphabet ꨄ alphabet ; fem!reader ; NSFW

→ a nsfw alphabet w/ hyunsoo

ϟ 𝙻𝚎𝚎 𝙴𝚞𝚗𝚑𝚢𝚞𝚔 ϟ

ꨄ So Beautiful ꨄ drabble ; gn!reader ; NSFW

→ eunhyuk realizes he's been distant, so when he gets home early, he shows how much he still loves you

ϟ 𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝙹𝚊𝚎𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚗 ϟ

ϟ 𝙿𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚗 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚔 ϟ

ꨄ Sangwook & Yuri Dating ꨄ hcs

(hc) Dating Sangwook

ϟ 𝙻𝚎𝚎 𝙴𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚘 ϟ

ꨄ Only One ꨄ oneshot ; eunyoo x jisu ; wc: 2.1k ; fluff/angst

ϟ 𝚈𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝙹𝚒𝚜𝚞 ϟ

ꨄ Only One ꨄ oneshot ; eunyoo x jisu ; wc: 2.1k ; fluff/angst

ϟ 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚈𝚞𝚛𝚒 ϟ

ꨄ Sangwook & Yuri Dating ꨄ hcs

[wheres-everyone-going-bingo]

Would you be able to write some headcanons for domestic life with Sang-wook and Jae-heon? Maybe a little Eun-lee too if you feel like it? Please and thank you

Domestic Life With Them

(Pyeon Sang-Wook, Jung Jae-Heon, Lee Eun-Hyuk)

Pyeon Sang-Wook

-Tried to cook you dinner once...

-...he almost burnt the apartment complex down

-You handle the cooking and he feels kinda bad about it so he does the dishes

-Sometimes comes to find you wearing one of his shirts, thinks it’s the cutest thing ever

-If his smoking bothers you, he’d quit, only smoking when really really stressed

-You sometimes wake up to an empty bed, finding Sang-Wook in the bathroom staring at himself in the mirror

-Just go up to him and wrap your arms around him from behind, coaxing him back to bed

-Makes sure to keep you out of his “gangster” stuff, he doesn’t like you seeing him like that

-Has a habit of punching the wall if he gets really mad but he did it around you once and scared you so he will NEVER do I again.

-He’s a man of few words, so he’ll bring you home little gifts sometimes, saying it reminds him of you

-Or if you say you need to clean out the fridge, you’d come home to find he already did it

-It’s really funny when you guys walk around tho, this broody dark figure and then you hanging onto his arm, really a sight to see

-When he’s mad he tells you and leaves, he can’t stand the thought of ever making you feel unsafe

-Sometimes wakes up in a cold sweat, having nightmares about the fire, terrified of losing you too

Jung Jae-Heon

-Likes to put music on and dance around the apartment

-Please laugh at his dad jokes, even if it’s a fake laugh

-Likes to cook as he’s really good at it but sometimes he’s too tired from work

-He has to grade papers into the early hours of the morning so you invite him for a hug and a little nap

-You like to mess around with his sword, playing out an action scene while he’s at work

-One day he comes home early to find you doing that, so he starts to teach you how to use it

-Sometimes before he goes to work he’ll leave a handwritten poem on the nightstand

-He once forgot his lunch at home so you brought it to his work, and we’re met with the biggest smile

-Would subtly show you off to his students in a “look!!! I love them!!!” way

-He expresses affection in words so expect a lot of complements

-Would watch you with such love and fondness when you’re doing something you love

-Would be across the apartment, yell your name to catch your attention then show you a heart sign, and like...that’s it...that’s all he wanted to do

-Loves to run his hand through your hair as you rest your head on his lap and he reads a book to you

-When he brings you something home he gets so excited about it

-Like he’s beaming, almost bouncing on the spot as he presents it to you

-Loves forehead and top of the head kisses

-If you’re upset he’d tell you some embarrassing stories to cheer you up

-If you’re ever in a shady part of town he’d have his arm around you, alert as a hawk

-Would 10000000% give you his jacket if your cold

Lee Eun-Hyuk

-Ok so this man has a lot of stress, he holds himself to a very high standard at med school

-When his finals are done PLEASE surprise him with a nice dinner and a movie

-He gets up early for school, so he makes you breakfast

-Would gently place a kiss on your forehead to wake you up, falling even more in love when you give him a sleepy smile

-If you ever hurt yourself he’d fix you up and pepper you in kisses

-If your sick he goes into dOcToR mOdE (he tries to sanatise himself so he doesn’t get sick but he usually ends up sick)

-Likes to study with your head on his shoulder, occasionally turning his head to kiss you

-You’ve somehow gotten Eun-Yu to warm up to you, so you guys have sleep overs sometimes

-Eun-Hyuk really loves to go on walks with you, watching your eyes light up if something catches your attention

-He doesn’t really like to drink much, feeling like he can’t allow himself to let loose

-Feels a lot of pressure on him to pay the bills and provide for his sister so you always do all the chores and such

-Will complain to you about his school work and honestly you don’t know what he’s talking about but hey you can listen

-If anyone ever harassed you he’d just give them a cold look and make them feel like an idiot

-Feels bad he can’t buy you anything nice

-But he always gets the most thoughtful gifts

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Could I request first date with sweet home, would they planned to go out or would it be a home date.

First Dates With Them

(Pyeon Sang-Wook, Jung Jae-Heon, Lee Eun-Hyuk, Yoon Ji-Su)

Pyeon Sang-Wook

- I feel like Sang-Wook would plan to the very last detail

-He doesn’t have a lot of people in his life so he makes everything special for you

-Afterall he’s so scared of losing you

-Would take you to the Green Home Apartments rooftop, a little picnic laid out for you two

-The food is store bought cause this man can’t cook so it’s for the best

-Would give you his jacket, wrapping his arm around you and holding you close

-Honestly might even play some music in the background, eventually y’all start dancing to it

-He’s planned this for so so long and he’s so happy you like it

-He’s not good with verbal or physical affection so doing stuff like this is how he shows how much he loves you

-Please tell him he did a good job

-Expect very loving and soft touches, things like tucking hair behind your ear, caressing your cheeks, ect

-He’s never rough with you (unless you ask) because he’s been told what a monster he is all his life, so he’ll do anything to avoid you thinking that too

Jung Jae-Heon

- He’d be the classic dinner date kinda guy

-Not as much planning as Sang-Wook, but would book in advance

-Would buy you flowers

-He wears a suit to the date and everything, his hair all neat

-The restaurant isn’t the top of the top as he’s only a teacher after all, but he does the best with what he can afford

-When y’all get home he’ll read you a book, both of you falling asleep on the couch in your clothes

-This man has so many compliments and they are ALL for you

-Is quite poetic with his declarations of love

-Would open the car door for you, pull out your chair, ect, he’s a gentleman at heart

-Listens to you talk about your day over dinner, head in his palm, and hearts in his eyes

-This man just loves to listen to you, doesn’t matter what you’re talking about, he loves your voice

Lee Eun-Hyuk

-He would love to plan every detail but he doesn’t have a forgiving schedule

-Expect Eun-Hyuk to just walk up to you and ask if you’d like a date

-He’s never sure how long studying will take, if work will ask for a shift, ect, so it’s very spur of the moment

-He wishes he could plan a perfect date, one that he believes you deserve

-However you love the dates anyways, I mean it’s time with him

-It’s mostly things like going for late night walks, or going to the shops just to look around, pointing out all the things you’d buy if you could

-He’d have his hands in his pockets, your arms wrapped around one of his

-Despite it being a city, there are really pretty places if you know where to look

-He’ll take you to the park, arm around your shoulder, your head resting on his chest

-You’d talk about whatever came to mind

-The highlight of the date is when he laughs, the way his face brightens, as he looks at you, completely in love

Yoon Ji-Su

-Plans? Don’t know her

-Doesn’t even ask, just shows up and tells you that you’re going on a date

-Would be the kind to go to carnivals, her face scrunching up in determination as she NEEDS to get you one of those prizes

-Eventually she’ll give up, yelling at the employee about how their game is rigged anyways

-If there’s no carnival, she’d do karaoke dates

-Lots and lots of meme songs

-Expect to be yelling the lyrics to “dont mine at night” alongside her, both of you dramatically reenacting the lyrics

-She WILL serenade you, you don’t get a choice

-Y’all’d get take out too

-You’d tell her how cute she is when she sings and she’d get all embarrassed, telling you to shut up

-Then you’d kiss her, her stern face melting away to a pure beam of sunshine

-You two would fall asleep on the couch together, too tired to go to the bedroom

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Pls anything Jung Jaeheon I’m obsessed w this man 🙏🙏

Soju In Plastic Caps

Pairing: Jung Jae-Heon x Gender Neutral Reader

Warnings: None

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A slow creaking groan caused the room full of lively conversation to pause, many pairs of eyes turning their gaze towards me as I stood in the metal doorway. Nervousness filled my bloodstream as if it were alcohol, intoxicating me with a racing heart and shaking hands. Taking a breath, I cleared my throat "Hey has anyone seen Jae-Heon?" I asked the room full of residents, hoping to score an answer. My gaze swept the room, many shakes of the head were seen, however Lee Eun-Hyuk spoke up, informing me of Jae-Heon's possible presence in the grocery store, thanking him, I took my leave.

Leaning against the glass panels, a small smile formed on my face, Jae-Heon sat at his usual little corner table. His labelled soju bottle was placed on the table, a plastic cap delicately held in his fingers. Jae-Heon’s gaze rose to meet my figure in the doorway as I accidentally alerted him to my presence by attempting to stifle a laugh, the way he drank his soju always got to me. “I’m sorry, you just look like a cat” I laughed, trying to cover my mouth with my hand as if that would help.

“Well am I a cute cat?” Jae-Heon questioned, a playful glint in his eye to accompany his smirk. My foot falls bounced off the grocery store walls as I approached the well mannered man, softly placing my chin on the top of his head, I wrapped my arms around his chest

“Of course, you would be the cutest cat” My eyelids closed, always sure to appreciate intimate moments such as these, never knowing when it could be taken from me. Jae-Heon chuckled, tilting his head upwards, allowing himself the ability to place a kiss to my forehead.

“Would you like to drink with me, my love?”

“If you would have me” I teased through a smile, the sound of metal scraping against tile filling the otherwise quiet room, Jae-Heon pulling a chair out for me at the table.

Once again a giggle broke the comfortable silence, Jae-Heon jokingly rolling his eyes as he slowly stuck out his tongue to lap up the clear alcohol. “It’s just really funny” I defended myself, Jae-Heon’s lips forming into a playful pout, feigning hurt feelings. “Noooo don’t be sad” the flimsy plastic table threatened to tip over as I pressed my hands onto it, leaning over to give him a kiss on the cheek as an apology. Clear liquid swished in the cap as Jae-Heon lowered it from his mouth, a smile now in place of the pout. A hollow pang noise occurred as he placed the plastic make-shift cup onto the table surface, instead using his hands to cup my face, admiration filling his eyes as soju filled the now discarded cap.

“No amount of prayers in the universe could ever portray how grateful to God I am for you” his voice was soft, hardly above a whisper “no greater blessing has ever graced this Earth”. Jae-Heon’s eyes took a moment to soak up my features, committing them to memory before fluttering his eyelids closed, leaning forwards. Soft lips tenderly pressed against mine, and for a moment it no longer mattered that the world was coming to an end.

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I’m opening my requests for Sweet Home, Kingdom, Strangers From Hell and Alice in Borderland at the moment, sorry to anyone wanting a different fandom. I write for gender neutral or nonbinary readers, I’ll write smut with AMAB.

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Girl please someone request some sweet home headcannons, I really want to write some more but I’m too tired to come up with something...