#kim sunoo

[bamboobibi]

✨ Sunoo [weverse​ 20250413]

[pandacherryblossoms]

~💦Enhypen making you squirt for the first time💦~

Smut/Fluff

18+MDNI

Content warning:

fingering | dominance | squirting | possessive dirty talk | rough language | overstimulation | praise kink | soft dominance | romantic aftercare | intense eye contact | possessiveness | quiet dominance | gentle dominance | emotional intimacy | soft dom/sub dynamics | pressure play | slow build | 2.8k words

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HEESEUNG

He’s relentless, his hand gripping your hip as his fingers move against you, pushing you closer to the edge. His eyes never leave yours, watching every shudder, every gasp, every desperate twitch of your body. His voice is low and breathy as he urges you on, his movements slow, deliberate. “You’re so fucking perfect, baby. You feel how wet you are for me? So tight, so fucking beautiful.”

His thumb brushes over your clit with precision, making your breath catch, your hips jerking involuntarily. Your body is already trembling, on the verge of something—something too intense to even grasp—and you can’t stop the moan that slips past your lips. The pressure builds, each circle of his thumb adding to it until you can’t hold back anymore.

Without warning, your body responds, a wave of heat rushing through you. You gasp, back arching, and then it happens: a burst of release that makes you tremble from head to toe, wetness spilling uncontrollably. Your breath hitches, and you’re overwhelmed by the sensation, your fingers gripping the sheets tightly, trying to steady yourself.

Heeseung doesn’t stop, though. His thumb presses harder as he watches your reaction, his eyes dark with desire. He stills for just a moment, looking at the mess he’s made, his chest heaving. Then, that wicked, satisfied grin curls on his lips.

“Damn, baby…” he breathes out, his voice tinged with awe. His fingers glide through your release, stroking you with that same slow, careful rhythm. His gaze is heated, possessive. “You just came all over my fingers, didn’t you? Such a good girl for me.” His hand moves to your hair, gently tugging you up so he can kiss you, his lips trailing over yours with a fiery passion.

“You’re mine, sweetheart. You know that, right? Daddy’s gonna take care of you,” he murmurs, his breath warm against your skin. “Let go for me again. I’ll make you feel so good.”

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JAY

Jay’s fingers move with a precision that has your body begging for mercy. He’s so composed, so focused, eyes locked on the way your chest rises and falls, your thighs twitching under his grip. He presses slow, deep inside you, curling his fingers just enough to make your hips jerk. “You’re already shaking,” he murmurs, lips brushing the shell of your ear. “Barely even started, and you’re already mine.”

He shifts lower, planting his palm against your lower stomach while his fingers work relentlessly inside you. It’s not just the movement—it’s the control, the pressure he knows you can’t handle. His thumb rolls slow, hot circles over your clit, never faltering. You whimper, nails clawing at the sheets, and his mouth curls into a smirk. “Look at you,” he mutters. “So fucking sensitive. You gonna cum for me already?”

Your head lolls back, breath catching in your throat as your body tightens beneath him. He doesn’t stop—not for a second. His rhythm stays unshakable, dragging you deeper and deeper into that tight, hot build that curls in your stomach. “That’s it, sweetheart,” he says, his tone dipping, rough and low. “Don’t fight it. Let go.” His voice alone nearly pushes you over the edge. Then everything snaps.

Your back arches, a high cry escaping your lips as pleasure explodes through you, wetness flooding between your thighs. Your body goes rigid before it shakes, jerking beneath his hand as your orgasm crashes over you harder than ever before. You don’t know what happened—you just let go, and now you’re gasping, overstimulated, clinging to whatever part of him you can reach.

Jay stills for a moment, stunned—but just for a moment. His eyes drop to the soaked sheets, then to his hand, and then back to your wrecked body. His lips part in surprise, and then slowly twist into a grin that could melt your spine. “Oh, fuck,” he breathes out. “Did I just make you squirt?” His voice is low, cocky, dripping with pride. “Goddamn. Look at the mess you made, baby.”

He wipes his hand across your inner thigh, slow and possessive, then leans over you, pressing a hot kiss to your lips. “You’ve never done that before, have you?” he whispers. “Of course not. No one’s ever fucked you like I do.” He lingers just a moment longer, mouth brushing your cheek. “And now that I’ve got you like this? You’re never getting away.”

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JAKE

Jake has always touched you like he worships you—like every part of your body is something sacred. And right now, you’re laid out under him, legs open, breath shallow, as his fingers work inside you with steady, focused precision. He watches your face closely, studying every moan, every flicker of pleasure with this soft but hungry look in his eyes. “That’s it, baby,” he whispers, thumb brushing your clit in slow circles. “You’re doing so good.”

His lips ghost along your jawline, not kissing, just letting you feel the heat of his breath while he fills you deeper with every stroke. Your back arches, body tightening under the pressure building deep in your core, and Jake lets out a low groan. “So sensitive today,” he murmurs, voice thick with admiration. “I can feel how close you are already. You don’t have to hold back for me.”

You try to say his name—warn him, beg him, something—but your voice breaks into a shaky gasp. His hand doesn’t falter, only picks up rhythm, fingers curving in the spot that makes your thighs tremble. “Just let go,” he whispers, kissing the corner of your mouth. “I’ve got you. Always.”

Your body jerks as the orgasm hits hard, fast, and completely out of your control. A cry escapes your lips as a rush of wetness follows, soaking everything—your thighs, the sheets, Jake’s hand. Your entire body shakes with the intensity, your hands scrambling for something to hold onto as you fall apart in his grip.

Jake freezes for a breath, eyes wide as he stares at the mess pooling beneath you. His mouth parts, stunned, like he’s not sure if he imagined it. Then his gaze flicks back up to your face—glowing, flushed, wrecked—and the awe melts into something else. Something warmer. “Oh my god,” he breathes out, smiling now. “You… baby, you just—” He doesn’t even finish the sentence. He doesn’t need to. His expression says everything.

He leans in and kisses you gently, deeply, his hand still cradling your thigh as if he can’t bear to let go. “You’re amazing,” he murmurs into your skin, dragging his lips along your cheek, your jaw, your neck. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” Then he pulls back just enough to look you in the eyes, his smile soft and a little breathless. “I didn’t think I could love you more… but now I’m completely gone.”

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SUNGHOON

Sunghoon doesn’t speak much when he’s like this—focused, intense, every movement of his hands deliberate and devastating. He’s between your thighs now, two fingers deep, thrusting slow but unrelenting, his dark eyes trained on the way your body arches off the bed. His thumb teases your clit in slow, tight circles, dragging shaky gasps from your throat. His jaw clenches when he hears it, like he’s trying to stay calm, but you know he loves it—loves ruining you in silence.

“You’re close,” he says softly, not even needing to ask. His voice is low, smooth, but you can hear the strain under it. “I can feel it.” His fingers curl at just the right angle again and again, finding that spot that makes your whole body flinch. You bite your lip to hold in a moan, but Sunghoon doesn’t let you. “Don’t hide from me,” he murmurs. “I want to hear you.”

His free hand grips your thigh tightly, holding you open, steady, as you tremble under him. You feel like you’re on the edge of something unfamiliar, something intense, and Sunghoon only leans in closer, eyes flicking up to meet yours. “Let go,” he tells you. “Come on, baby. Give it to me.”

Your orgasm hits you out of nowhere—hot, uncontrollable, ripping through you like a tidal wave. Your hips buck against his hand as you cry out, soaking his fingers and the sheets beneath you with a force that shocks you. Your whole body shakes, your breath caught in your throat, vision nearly white. You’re barely aware of anything until the room goes still.

Sunghoon doesn’t move for a second, eyes locked on the mess between your legs like he can’t believe what just happened. His brows lift slightly, lips parting in surprise. Then something shifts—his mouth curves into a quiet, smug smile. He looks proud. So fucking proud. “Shit,” he breathes, almost like it’s to himself. “You’ve never done that before, have you?”

He leans in slowly, kissing your thigh, your stomach, then up to your mouth, tasting your breathless whimpers on his tongue. His hand strokes your leg gently now, soothing you through the aftershocks. “That was beautiful,” he whispers. “The way you let go for me… you don’t even know what you do to me.” His gaze is heavy, voice rougher as he brushes your hair from your face. “You’re mine. No one touches you like I do.”

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SUNOO

Sunoo starts slow, like he always does—with kisses down your neck, hands smoothing over your waist, whispering little praises that make your heart flutter even before he’s inside you. But when his fingers sink deep, curling carefully, his voice drops lower. “You’re so wet,” he breathes out, wide eyes locked on yours. “And so tight around me. Do you feel that?”

His thumb begins to circle your clit, soft at first, almost teasing, and your hips twitch. He notices immediately, his lips parting in a quiet gasp as he watches your reaction. “Oh my god,” he whispers, completely captivated. “You’re already shaking.” There’s a gentleness to the way he touches you, but it’s deliberate—he knows exactly what he’s doing, and the flush creeping up his cheeks tells you he’s just as turned on as you are.

You gasp his name, arching into him as the pressure builds quickly, sharper than you expect. Sunoo leans over you, kissing your lips with a soft moan, his fingers picking up rhythm. “That’s it,” he whispers against your mouth. “I want you to cum, baby. I want to feel all of it.” His pace never falters, and his thumb presses down just a little harder, just enough to have you spiraling.

Your body tightens all at once before a wave of release crashes through you. You cry out, your thighs trembling as your climax tears through you with an intensity you’ve never felt. Wetness gushes from between your legs, soaking everything. Your eyes fly open in shock, breath hitching in your throat. You didn’t expect it—he didn’t expect it.

Sunoo freezes, stunned. His wide eyes drop to where his hand rests, now slick and glistening. “Damn baby,” he breathes again, this time with awe. “You just—” He cuts himself off, eyes flicking up to your face as a grin slowly spreads across his lips. “Did I do that?” He sounds half-shocked, half ridiculously proud, voice trembling with excitement. “That was… wow.”

He leans in, giggling softly as he kisses your nose, your cheek, and finally your lips. “You’re gorgeous,” he says, almost giddy. “You’re like… a dream. And the way you looked just now?” His voice drops a little, warm and full of something deeper. “I don’t think I’ll ever forget it.” His hand slides up your thigh gently, and he laughs again, shaking his head. “I can’t believe I made you feel that good.”

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JUNGWON

Jungwon always looks calm, even now, when you’re laid out beneath him, thighs trembling from the way his fingers work you open. He doesn’t rush—never does. Everything he does is measured, intentional. “Relax,” he murmurs, lips brushing your cheek as he pumps two fingers inside you, slow and deep. “You’re so tight like this… feels like you’re holding back.” His voice is soft, but there’s an edge to it, the kind that makes your stomach flip.

His thumb grazes your clit, a light pressure that has you gasping almost instantly. Jungwon’s eyes are trained on your face, soaking in every twitch, every shudder. “That’s better,” he says, almost to himself, as your hips buck up into his hand. He curls his fingers just right, and you whimper, clutching the sheets. “That’s it. Let me feel you fall apart.”

He kisses down your neck, his free hand pressing gently into your lower stomach, pinning you in place. “Don’t run from it,” he whispers. “You’re doing so well, baby.” His fingers keep that perfect rhythm—deep, curling, deliberate—while his thumb draws tight circles over your clit, unrelenting. Your breath hitches as that strange pressure starts to build, something new, something intense, and it terrifies and thrills you all at once.

Your orgasm hits like a shockwave—your thighs snap shut around his hand, a cry tearing from your throat as your body jolts. Squirt gushes out of you in a rush, soaking his fingers and the sheets underneath. You barely register what’s happening as you come undone, your limbs shaking, vision blurred. Jungwon stills, stunned for a moment, frozen in place as he stares at the mess you’ve made.

“Whoa…” he breathes out, voice hushed, filled with disbelief. His wide eyes flick from your soaked thighs to your flushed, dazed expression. Then a slow, crooked smile spreads across his face—equal parts awe and pride. “You’ve never done that before,” he says softly, like it’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. “I made you feel that good?” He almost laughs, shaking his head in wonder.

He leans down to kiss your pussy, then your lips, tender and warm as his fingers gently stroke your thigh. “You’re incredible,” he whispers, brushing damp hair from your face. “I didn’t know you could fall apart like that… but I’m so glad I got to see it.” His gaze lingers, full of something deep and reverent. “You’re safe with me, always. No matter how far I take you… I’ll always bring you back.”

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NI-KI

Ni-ki’s touch always carries a quiet kind of confidence, the kind that sends a thrill down your spine before he’s even started. Tonight is no different. His gaze is locked on you as he pushes your legs apart, fingers brushing over your slick folds like he’s savoring every second. “You’re already soaked,” he murmurs, smirking slightly. “You really wanted this, huh?” His tone is teasing, but there’s warmth in it too—something that tells you he’s just as affected.

When his fingers ease inside, it’s smooth, controlled, and deep. He curls them slowly, watching the way your back arches at the sensation. “That’s it,” he whispers. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” His thumb starts circling your clit with practiced precision, and your breath stutters. You can feel yourself growing more desperate with every stroke, but Ni-ki doesn’t speed up—not yet. He leans in, lips brushing your neck. “Take your time. I wanna feel all of it.”

The pressure builds fast—too fast. Your thighs tremble, and your hips jerk without meaning to, trying to chase the rhythm of his hand. Ni-ki’s grip on your thigh tightens, grounding you as he keeps going, coaxing every reaction out of you. “You’re close,” he mutters, voice low and husky. “Don’t fight it. Let it go.” His eyes stay on yours, unwavering. It’s overwhelming, how completely he’s tuned in to your body.

Your orgasm crashes over you with no warning, raw and powerful. Your whole body convulses as liquid pours out of you. You gasp, half in shock, eyes wide as the release keeps coming in waves. Ni-ki freezes for a moment, completely stunned by the sudden rush of slick. “Shit,” he breathes out, more surprised than anything. “You just—” He stops himself, eyes flicking down to the mess you made.

Then he grins, slow and smug, biting his lower lip as he looks back up at you. “You squirted,” he says, like he can’t quite believe it. “That was all me?” There’s pride in his voice now, thick and warm. He leans down to kiss you, lingering, hand still resting between your legs like he’s claiming the moment. “You’re insane, you know that?” he whispers against your lips. “So hot… so fucking perfect.”

He pulls you into him, wrapping an arm around your waist as your breathing slows. His fingers trace lazy patterns on your thigh, sticky and soft. “I didn’t expect that,” he adds, voice lower now, more intimate. “But damn, I want to see it again.” He kisses your forehead, smirking. “Next time, I’m not stopping until you do it all over me.”

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natty's notes ˎˊ˗ this honestly started off as just a silly idea—a random “what if enhypen were onlyfans creators lol” thought that i fully intended to ignore. but then it spiraled. and spiraled. and suddenly i had nine chapters outlined, character arcs, and a reader caught between seven very unhinged men with cameras and control issues 😭 i also wanted to do something special to celebrate hitting 2k because holy shit—thank you. truly. for the love, for every reblog, message, and moment of support. you guys are the reason i keep going. anyways i hope you guys stay tuned for this, ilysm!

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[w2enha]

Please do a sunoo audio i’d be so thankful 😓

I saw ur ask and was like OMG YEAH I FORGOT ABOUT THAT.. haha so here it is >__< im also working on his twt links (sunoo is surprisingly hard to find links for..) but they should be posted by the end of this week!!

KIM SUNOO, enhypen nsfw audio 𝝑𝑒 (smut, nsfw, top!sunoo, warnings: penile penetration, kind of auralism..) 𔓕 sunoo thought making noises was a sign of weakness, but after you told him how much you love the sounds he makes, how they turn you on even more, he started doing it often, moaning freely to let you know just how much he enjoys being deep inside you.

[hazyism]

enchella was somethings else…

moonstruck made me nut.

[chrrific]

ANGEL, BABY ♡ things down bad bf ! enha do 。

𝗔𝗠𝗢𝗨𝗥─── ‘𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂’𝗆 𝖺𝖿𝗋𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋.

( 𝐊𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐍𝐈 ) ﹙엔하이픈﹚ bf ! enhypen x f ! r 739wc fluff headcannon 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜 physical touch est. relationship forehead kisses

✉️ so .. hai >< update for two days straight, that’s such a big thing TT writers block finally not kicking my ahh so expect a lot more heheh :3

reblogs✿feedbacks for a flower ( >//< )

LEE HEESEUNG

hand in hand, heeseung and you walked down the sidewalk, the setting hues of the sun casting a glow on your faces. the silence was sweet, comfortable, filled with unspoken sentences that you already knew the words to without a question. 

his hand then slipped out of your grasp, and you had no time to be confused before he stopped walking to brush his fingers against your cheek oh, so delicately. he gave you a barely-there smile, just enough to show the love in his eyes. “there was something there,” he murmured, sliding his hand back into yours. 

PARK JONGSEONG

“you did not,” jay’s tone was filled with surprised accusation, his jaw dropping open. in his hands was a wrapped up guitar, the one he’d been saving up fro buy for such a long time—only to find it on his side of your bed earlier. 

a soft giggle escaped your lips as you stood up from the couch, smile gracing them. “i did,” you murmured, leaning closer to you your still in-shock boyfriend. “i’d do anything if it was for you.” jay felt his gaze soften at your words, lips pressing a gentle, feather-light kiss to your forehead. “i love you, so much.” 

SIM JAEYUN

the end credits of the movie rolled onto the tv screen, casting a faint light to cast over your sleeping face and closed eyes. you had fallen asleep somewhere into the movie—jake just couldn’t bring himself to wake you up.

his hands ached to touch you, to feel the soft expanse of the hair that lay in billows around your face, as you lay safe against his chest. so, that is what he did. his fingers brushed a strand of hair behind your ear, fingers trailing down the soft strands with a touch one could only describe as reverent, his eyes holding all the affection and love for you in the world.

PARK SUNGHOON

sunghoon never took it upon himself to profess his love with a marching band and fireworks display, but he found the biggest worth worth in the smaller things: making you a snack he knows you like, holding the door open for you before he goes in himself, giving you his coat when you’re cold, even though he knows he might get sick because of it. 

his most favourite thing to do though, is sing you to sleep. the soft hum of the ceiling fan, paired with his quiet voice—it makes you feel calm, like you’re finally at home. he feels at peace doing it, watching how sleep takes over your body and all the stress he knows you carry dissipates, if only just for the night.

KIM SUNOO

sunoo, as much as he loves talking your ear off with all the new drama, loves hearing you ramble just a bit more. the way you scrunch your nose, hands changing from position to position just to prove your point, the way your lips move as you talk—oh, your lips. 

he’s so torn between paying attention to your words and staring at their soft, pink plumpness, but ends up choosing to flick his gaze down towards them every few seconds, which, after a few minutes, makes you ask him whether he’s even listening with a huff. 

YANG JUNGWON

whenever you’re moving through a crowded place, or just anywhere in general, jungwon made it a point to always have an arm slung around your waist. even lazing at home, he couldn’t help but wrap an arms around your middle and pull you close.

“c’mere, pretty,” jungwon smirked slightly, and you grinned back, letting out a soft hum of content as you leaned into his touch, his thumb rubbing circles on your hip soothing you to in ways you didn’t know it could. 

NISHIMURA RIKI

a yelp left your throat as you were—literally—swept off your feet by niki, his arms holding you secure as he hung you over his shoulder to bring you back to bed. “niki!” you exclaimed, weakly flailing your legs in his strong hold, although you knew that wouldn’t deter him from dragging you back inside to cuddle.

“what the hell was that for?” your pout was practically audible as he gently placed you on the mattress, and his next words suspiciously casual. “just wanted you to come back to bed,” 

a beat passed. a raised eyebrow. a face inching closer to his, teasing smirk tugging at your lips, just enough to make him crack. “fine, i missed you..” he murmured, refusing to meet your gaze as he looked away, though you could still spot the visible flush decorating his cheeks and ears. “you’re just so warm, and small and easy to hold, okay?”

[yuckiemouth]

This SCREAMS…

Jungwon

Heeseung

Jay

Jake

Sunghoon

Sunoo

Riki

[shy9-29]

[OUT NOW] My Voice Stops Where You Begin ♡ p.hs

“she fell first, he fell harder” - Enhypen campus series

𐙚 박성훈 x f reader

✉️ You weren’t used to silence—not like this. You were the kind of person who filled every space with energy, laughter, noise. The kind who could start a conversation in the elevator, make friends in group projects without even trying. But when it came to Park Sunghoon, words felt like they got stuck somewhere between your chest and your throat, tangled in nerves you’d never known you had. You didn’t even know why—maybe it was the way he always looked so detached, like nothing and no one could reach him. Maybe it was the way he seemed untouched by the chaos of campus life. Or maybe, it was because from the moment you saw him, you couldn’t look away.

Sunghoon was tired. Everywhere he went, there was a shadow. And not his—an annoying 5’3 one that followed him everywhere. You. With your too-bright laugh and your too-loud voice, always surrounded by people, always somehow just a few steps behind him. In class. In the library. Even at the café across campus, like the universe had a personal vendetta against his peace. Yet she never spoke to him, not a single word, just observed him from a distance. Like he was a painting in a museum—one she wasn’t allowed to touch. You thought he was cool. Not in the stereotypical sense, not the leather-jacket kind of cool. More like the quiet, unreadable mystery type. The kind who didn’t need to say anything to take up space. And it made you nervous. You, who was never nervous. There was something about Sunghoon that made your heart stumble. So you admired him from afar, thinking he’d never notice. But the thing is—he did. And when he finally felt it, he felt it all at once. Hard.

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[woniefication]

YOU'RE A TUMBLR GIRL...?

𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂:𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘛𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨﹔𝘌𝘯𝘩𝘺𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘹𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ﹔Fluff,crack. 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 Relationship,Reblogs ﹠ FB appreciated requested @glittercrashhh 𓈒𓈒𓈒 𝐌asterlist.

𝑳𝒆𝒆 𝑯𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒖𝒏𝒈 (이희승)

“Tumblr? Oh, cool. Like, for fanart and stuff?”But then… you go to the bathroom and leave your laptop open. He peeks. And sees a very detailed post titled ‘This man is ruining my life (affectionately)’ with a photo of him attached. Heeseung just blinks.

“Wait… is this supposed to be me?” Cue slow scroll. Moodboard reblogs. Aesthetic gifs. One too many reblogs of his hands.

Now he’s suspicious but lowkey flattered. He starts teasing you like,

“So when were you planning on telling me I’m your Tumblr crush?”He’ll act smug, but the second you reblog a comfort post and tag it #heeseungcore he just melts and rereads it 12 times. Probably starts sending you “post this one, it fits your theme” like a Tumblr boyfriend-in-training.

𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑱𝒂𝒚 (박종성) Immediately suspicious.

Jay finds out completely by accident. He asks what you’re laughing at one day and you say “a post on Tumblr.” He immediately stops mid-sip of his drink.

Wait. You have a Tumblr?” And suddenly he's like a detective, narrowing his eyes at you. “Do you write stuff? Like… about me?” When you say “maybe,” he gasps like you betrayed him.

But then? He starts snooping. Searches up phrases you’ve said, lines from your tags, stalks every mutual interaction like he’s solving a crime. Eventually, he walks into the room and drops:

“So… ‘Coach Dilf AU’ huh?” You panic. He looks smug. “You’re so lucky I’m hot.” Jay pretends to be scandalized, but the truth? He checks your blog every single even asking random things on anon. And when you tag something soft like ‘this made me think of him’, he goes quiet for the rest of the night. Then whispers, “You know I think of you all the time, right?”

𝑺𝒊𝒎 𝑱𝒂𝒌𝒆 (심재윤)

He thinks it’s the cutest thing ever.

“You have a Tumblr? What do you post?? Aesthetic pictures? Writing? Memes??” Jake is so supportive. He sits next to you on the couch and asks to scroll through it. He points at every cute post and goes, “That’s so you.” You’re waiting for the moment he finds the more… thirsty ones, but Jake? He just giggles. “So you think I’m ‘a walking sunshine Greek statue with puppy energy’? I love that.”

He starts sending you photos of himself like:

“This could be one of your vibe pics.” And if you reblog a quote post that says something like “I just want to be loved gently,” he’ll literally send you a message that says: “You deserve that. And I’ll give you all of it, okay?” Jake’s the Tumblr boyfriend who doesn’t even have Tumblr—but lives in your inbox like a tag.

𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒏 (박성훈)

Pretends to be above it. “Tumblr is like… for 2013 emos, right?” he quips in a half-joking manner, outwardly dismissive of the whole thing. But don’t be fooled.Sunghoon secretly maintains his own shadow profile, where he reblogs dark academia fits and moody sunset gifs on nights he can’t sleep-which is often. Whenever you post even a hint of thirst about him, his cool façade softens ever so slightly, and he smirks, teasing, “You spelled ‘hot’ wrong. Should’ve said ‘ethereal god.’” The layered vulnerability behind his cool jokes reveals that, despite his airs, he’s deeply invested in every soft, fleeting reference you make.

𝑲𝒊𝒎 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒐𝒐 (김선우)

“YOU HAVE A BLOG? What’s the username. I want the theme. Is it cute? Am I your header Image?!” He immediately pulls it up and starts judging…lovingly. “Okay wait… why is your header blurry? This gifset is so you. OH this post?? I reblogged that yesterday!” You two end up becoming mutuals on Tumblr and in real life. He tags you in “bf ang gf aesthetic” gifs and makes you matching layouts.

Then he sees your post that says, “I wish he knew how much I care.” He goes quiet for a second and just looks at you.

“I do. Know, I mean.” And when he sees you post something like “I love his smile more than anything”? He replies out loud like: “Yeah? I love yours too. Should I write that on my blog?”

𝑌𝑎𝑛𝑔 𝐽𝑢𝑛𝑔𝑤𝑜𝑛 (양정원)

Judging you gently but with love. “You’re telling me you write entire essays about fictional people’s emotional trauma and call it slight angst?” he muses with a gentle smile, initially puzzled as he browses through your detailed posts. Jungwon’s reaction is equal parts mild judgment and soft fascination. At first, he can’t quite grasp the depth of your Tumblr musings, but before long, he’s three hours deep into your tagged “love tropes” posts, nodding along in quiet understanding. Finally, having soaked in every word and image, he leans in and sends you random quotes like, “This reminded me of you. Put it on your blog or whatever.” His quiet support speaks volumes;he respects your feelings and art, even if he pretends it’s all just a quirky hobby.

𝑵𝑖–𝑘𝑖 (니키)

Laughs his entire soul out. “Nahhh, you’re one of them,” he laughs with a mischievous glint in his eyes, immediately taking your Tumblr revelations as a delightful challenge.

Ni-ki finds your blog absolutely hilarious and irresistible—so much so that he dives headfirst into your archive, meticulously scrolling through and capturing screenshots of everything you posted back in 2019, teasing, “You posted THIS in 2019? Embarrassing and yet you dare to laugh at my old pictures.” underneath the playful ribbing.

he bookmarks all your posts tagged with his name along with cute symbols, keeping them close even if he’ll never openly admit how much they mean to him. His laughter echoes with a mix of teasing and a secret admiration that he’ll never fully confess.

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𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 ‹𝟹

their favorite way to show their love for you is through — physical touchꜝꜝ

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𝗟𝗘𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗦𝗘𝗨𝗡𝗚

heesung loves to hold your waist. his hands will somehow always find a way there. but can you blame him? his hands fit perfectly around your waist, like pieces of a puzzle.

after a long day, your feeling overwhelmed and exhausted. heesung notices your quiet sighs and the way your shoulders seem to carry a little extra weight.

as you both stand in the hallway, he gently pulls you close, wrapping his arms around your waist and holding you snugly against him.

you relax into his embrace, resting your head on his shoulder as he whispers softly, “i’m here, okay? you don’t have to go through this alone.”

his hands rest lightly but securely on your waist, grounding you. in that moment, his steady warmth eases your worries, and you feel safe, surrounded by his love and support.

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗝𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗦𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗚

jay loves random touches, like brushing a stray hair away from your face or letting his hands linger on your cheek for a moment. these little actions convey so much affection and intimacy that words can't replicate.

you're sitting together in a sunlit park, surrounded by the gentle sounds of nature. as you share stories and laughter, you suddenly become quiet, lost in thought.

sensing your shift in mood, jay turns to you with a concerned look. instead of asking directly, he reaches over and lightly places his hand on yours, his thumb stroking your knuckles softly.

the warmth of his touch pulls you back from your thoughts, and you meet his eyes. in that simple gesture, he conveys his support and understanding without needing to say anything.

you squeeze his hand in response, a silent acknowledgment of your connection, feeling comforted by his presence and the care behind his touch.

𝗦𝗜𝗠 𝗝𝗔𝗘𝗬𝗨𝗡

jake loves to carry you. he finds the little noise you make when he picks you up to be absolutely adorable, so any chance he gets, he’ll try to lift you off your feet without warning just to hear your surprised reaction.

you’re walking home together after a movie, laughing and talking, when suddenly, it starts pouring rain.

without an umbrella, you both start to run, but you slip on a puddle and stumble.

jake quickly catches you, grinning, and before you can protest, he sweeps you up into his arms to keep your feet out of the water.

you laugh, playfully telling him to put you down, but jake just smiles and says, “not a chance—i’ve got you now.”

you wrap your arms around his neck as he carries you through the rain, both of you laughing as the world blurs around you.

in his arms, you feel like the only thing that matters, and he’s happy to keep you safe and close, rain and all.

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗡

sunghoon loves to pat your head. he thinks it’s the perfect balance of playful and intimate, and what more could he want than that?

you were trying your hand at making a new dessert—a mousse cake. the recipe called for eggs, sugar, all-purpose flour, cocoa powder, baking powder, and salt for the cake part.

you checked your ingredients and realized you were missing just the flour. you looked everywhere around the kitchen for it, but no luck you couldn’t find it.

the last place you didn't check was the high cabinets, and you couldn’t reach there—unless you wanted to climb onto the kitchen counter. you just cleaned it so doing that was a big no. so, you had to get help from sunghoon.

"hoon!" you called for your boyfriend, then you hear his familliar footsteps echo around your shared apartment.

"what does my little lady need from me this time?" he teases.

"can you reach the flour for me, please?" he grins at your request.

"why, of course~ anything for my lovely lady." he reached the container of flour with ease, and hands it over to you.

"thank you, hoon."

"anything for you," he says with a gentle smile, lifting his hand to your head and gently patting your hair.

𝗞𝗜𝗠 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗢𝗢

sunoo loves to cuddle you! just lying in bed cuddling is the perfect way to spend your morning with him.

it's the weekend again, you spent all night watching movies with sunoo. your little movie night ended up going untill 3 am.

you peacefully sleeping until the light coming from your windows end up waking you. you let out a sound of complain as you groggly open your eyes and move your arms to cover your face.

your sudden movement ended up waking your sleeping boyfriend.

"mhm, what're you doing?" sunoo's morning voice greeted you.

"the light from the windows woke me up," you mutter sleepily.

"come closer and get back to sleep."

you scoot closer to him, and sunoo wraps his arms around you, moving your head closer to his chest.

"now go back to sleep, i don't wanna get up yet."

𝗬𝗔𝗡𝗚 𝗝𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗪𝗢𝗡

jungwon loves to hold your hand! when you're on dates, he always make sure he's holding your hand while you both walk to your destination. even when you're both doing nothing in particular — just idling by on the couch or laying in bed together — his hands will always be intertwined with yours.

you and jungwon are laying on a couch in comfortable silence with hands intertwined. you're on your phone, scrolling through the internet, when you see something that reminds you of your cat-like boyfriend.

"jungwon, look!" you say excitedly, showing him a picture of a cute pair of kittens.

"they're adorable," he says smiling, rubbing the thumb of his on the back of yours.

"they are! reminds me of you," you say with a grin. "mhmm, we do look pretty similar"

"i'm cuter, though," he smirks.

𝗡𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔 𝗥𝗜𝗞𝗜

riki loves to kiss your face. whether it's a quick peck on your forehead while you're tired or a light kiss on your cheeks when you aren't paying attention to him, he absolutely adores smothering your face with kisses.

you're busy looking around the snack aisle of the conveniece store, with riki behind you, pouting as he watches you ignore him— all your attention taken by the assortment of chips.

as you reach out to grab the bbq-flavored chips, you feel something soft make contact with your cheeks.

you turn to face your boyfriend, who looks at you with a cocky smile.

"can't have you ignoring me for some chips, can i?"

you roll your eyes playfully at his words. "well, now you have all my attention."

"as it should be," he says confidently.

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