#seunghan angst

[wonhes]

ᝰ. TEXTS WITH SITUATIONSHIP!SEUNGHAN ☏ !!

warnings !! cursing and mentions of hooking up

[[ authors note !! i think situationships can be messy, rocky and unpredictable. i tried portraying that 🙏 if u find urself in a situationship RUN. unless it’s with seunghan then my ass would happily stay 🤣 ]]

[antoncyng]

౨ৎ. SUFFERED - h.sh

synopsis - dreaming about his presence started to hurt again, so it was time to finally watch the VHS.

genre / warning(s) - angst, mentions of death, somewhat based off of 20th century girl, vhs tape is different tho, flashbacks based in 1999

word count - 1.0k (first fic to hit 1k???)

author’s note - this fic is for @cupidhoons because this woman wanted her heartbroken so what better way than to make it about seunghan :33 love u liz! want to read m0re . . ? cl1ck here !

24 YEARS.

24 years was the length you’ve had to suffer without the love of your life by your side.

waking up from this dream was a nightmare, the more you tried to reach out and save him, the farther you would get. it was so hard to accept the fact he was gone, no matter how long it’s been.

the words spilling out of his bestfriend’s mouth still and always will break your heart, deny deny deny was all your mind could comprehend.

7.18.00 6:45 PM

“what do you mean? seunghan isn’t dead.. he’s on a family trip!” all the excuses you could think of spewed out of your mouth with tears running down your face.

“no.. no yn. he isn’t on a family trip, he never went on a family trip. just accept it, he isn’t with us anymore, how would it make sense to go on a family trip if his family came home? he died yn, he died after his surgery. it was guaranteed he would’t live for more than a month, so he did it himself. he left this for you.” sohee did the best he could keeping himself together as well, not wanting to make your situation worse.

he kept quiet and gave you a VHS tape, only to walk away soon after, it looked like he wanted to say something to you(?).

HOW could this be? it only felt like a few weeks ago that seunghan was by your side, holding your hand as you two walked along the beach together, laughing the night away together as the world blurred around the two of you. when you were together, everything just felt right.

now, it feels like nothing would feel right ever again.

6.11.24 4:37 AM

it felt so real. sweat coated your forehead and parts of your body, your breathing grew heavy by the minute, your eyes shot open with water growing in them.

you tried so so hard to reach out for seunghan, but it just looked like the more you stepped closer to him, the further he would walk away. your fingertips touched, and his body slowly started to fade away. all you could do was cry, trying to scream but nothing would come out as you watched seunghan step further into the distance with an emotional smile on his lips, you swore he had a tear running down his face. why did it feel so real?

it hurt, it hurt like someone had just ripped your heart out of your chest and walked away so emotionless. what was so scary or hard that he couldn’t tell you?

you got out of bed, walking towards your desk and opened the drawer, pulling out the VHS tape sohee gave you 24 years ago, you never pulled yourself enough to throw it away. slipping it into the player, the video started to play.

sitting back in your chair, you didn’t know what to expect. a song started playing, it rang in your ears like a shooting star of nostalgia.

“are you alright? how are you doing these days? are you crying again..”

you heard his singing voice call out to you, it brought you to tears.

“because i’m not there? we used to chat a lot, now i don’t see your fine face..”

he appeared on the screen, guitar in his hands as his face focused on the strings, the tears slipped out of your eyes. he’s still the most beautiful boy you’ve ever seen, the most beautiful person you’ll ever meet.

the song stopped. a few clips of the beach you two always walked on together showed, there were clips of the places you loved to bring him to. you were shown clips of yourself falling asleep in an empty classroom, seunghan’s voice in the back.

“look at this girl, she told me she would stay behind during lunch to study..”

more clips were shown, memories were flooding your mind. then it cut to a scene on the beach, it seemed like the phone was set up.

and there he was again, your beautiful boy. just the sight of him on the old tv had your heart melting, he was just so pretty.

“hi yn. if you’re seeing this, you must be very angry with me.” he started off, chuckling dryly. “i recorded this before i went to the u.s. for my surgery, and you must already know the result. i’m sorry i can’t tell you, i would if i really could, but everything is too much for the both of us and i figured it would be better for your life in the future to figure out like this.”

he read off of a piece of paper like a script, clearing his throat as he was already getting emotional just from reading the next words. tears were already flowing out of your eyes, but you couldn’t stop watching the tape.

“i know living without each other is hard after sticking together for so long, i want you to know i truly love you so much, but there’s a reason that i could not tell you about the guaranteed result of my surgery. i don’t think i’ll tell you that now, maybe in another century?” he dryly laughs again, before looking back at the sunset behind him.

“its nice seeing this view again before i leave, i wish i could see it with you. you’re busy a lot but i understand that, i just wish i could spend just a few more hours with you.” his voice makes it obvious he’s starting to tear up, before turning back to the camera with teary eyes like he’s about to end the video.

“but don’t worry too much, i’ll make a pretty sunset and sunrise for you so you don’t have to suffer too much without me, how does that sound? i hope you’re saying good behind this screen..” he tries to cheer himself up with a smile, distracting you from the tears rolling down his face.

“i love you so much, i’ll see you again soon. don’t suffer too much, okay?” he says, waving with his sweet smile before the video ends and the old tv audio starts buzzing again.

but what seunghan will always know, is how much you already suffered without his presence.

🤍. ————————————

PLEASE DO NOT STEAL | antoncyng 061624

thank u for reading !! i hope u didn’t get too sad :pp ending is kinda bad because i’m bad at ending stories but whatever ><

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[hcaeh]

౨ৎ . riize [ seunghan ] . chubby ! read . fluff . small angst . just cute stuff honestly >0<

꩜ ⊹₊⋆ warnings . afab reader . body shaming topics . that’s it i think!

“babyy, why are you leaving?” seunghan asks as you get up to leave the party you two were attending. “i need to go, i’m sorry han..you can stay. i know how much you wanted to come.” he pouts at you, “yeah, but i wanted to be here with you.” he grabs your arm and brings you to him, guiding you to sit on his lap. you resist and adjust yourself in front of him. “no,,” you mumble. “what? why won’t you sit?” he asks, standing up and holding your shoulders. “i don’t want to hurt you.”

“hurt me?” he tilts his head, raising one eyebrow. “don’t say such nonsense princess, you would never hurt me.” you shake your head turning your head to the side. “yes i would.” now you’re really confusing him! “where is this coming from? you’ve never hurt me before.” before you can speak, some random girl comes up to you and seunghan, “well she hasn’t when she was skinny, haha. now look at her all blub—” seunghan cuts her off with a glare, turning her way he speaks, “and who exactly are you to be talking about her like that?” “just someone who can obviously see you deserve someone better, someone who won’t crush you when they sit on you.”

you feel your eyes begin to water, your body shaky, you grab onto seunghan; your grip tight trying to pull him away. “pathetic!” she splurs, “god- you know, i could treat you so-” seunghan stops her with a ‘shut up’ motion. “i don’t need a girl that doesn’t know how to respect other people to ‘treat me better’. yn is my girl, and you could never compare.” the girl rolls her eyes and scoffs, giving up and walking away. seunghan looks down at you, his face softening when he sees you crying. “baby, don’t cry.” he wipes your flowing tears with his thumb, so lightly. “can..we go home please?” you ask burying your head into his chest. he just squeezes you in response and takes you home.

once you two are home, you immediately get undressed and put on one of seunghan’s pants and your hoodie. you sit in your bed, curled up into a ball, wondering where you went wrong. you were tugging at your hair, quietly crying, trying to just make it through the night. you hear the door open slightly, you turn your head to see seunghan with a blanket in his arms. “mind if i stay in your room tonight?” he asks, closing the door softly. you quickly wipe your tears, “it’s better if you don’t, i don’t wanna h-” he clicks his tongue on the roof of his mouth, cutting you off. “enough with the, ‘hurting’ me shit, princess you could never hurt me.” he says, coming to you and sitting next to you.

“it’s fine. you don’t have to console me, i know what everyone thinks. i’ll do my best to fix myself for you, so that you aren’t embarrassed to be seen with me.” you respond, head looking at your fingers. “baby, don’t say this nonsense please. i’m never embarrassed to be seen with you, and i’m never going to lie to you about how i feel,” he pauses, “you mean everything to me and i’m gonna take care of you for as long as you’ll let me.” you look up at him, eyes full of tears, “i love you so much seunghan.” you say and crawl into his lap, wrapping your arms around him. “i love you more my love.”

[sunriize]

kiss it better

seunghan x fem!reader

warnings: insinuation of a toxic relationship. starts of in a fight. lowkey gets physical (mc slaps sh). cheating accusations. cussing. toxic behaviour but always going back to each other. fluff at the end. mentions of aespa giselle (aeri) and riize eunseok. idk if anyone noticed but this is based off of/inspired by rihanna’s kiss it better but idk if i interpreted it correctly sorry if i didn’t 💀 um i cant write a fight scene for shit but i really just wanted to put this out 😣 i lowkey hate this guys. okay bye enjoy!!!

“i didn’t realise you were an expert on everything, enlighten me on how that wasn’t flirting!” seunghan spits his snarky comments.

“it was a crowded room you dipshit! we couldn’t control how much space there would be!” tears threaten to fall down your face as you and seunghan continue to argue over something that was out of anyones control.

“he was literally three millimetres away from u! he may as well have had his dick up your arse!” you could tell he was getting angry, the tips of his ears burning into a deep red while his eyebrows furrowed.

“you always do this! how many times do i have to tell you that it was out of our control” you were losing patience at this point, frustrated that your boyfriend won’t even try to understand you. “you’re acting like i did take him up my arse! you absolute monstrosity” you’re sure you’re on the verge of pulling your hair out right now.

“i don’t know why you’re talking as if you bring soooo much joy to the conversation” i swear if he utters another word.. you clench your fist and try to keep you peace, so angry out of your mind you start huffing and puffing.

“you talk so highly about yourself but you cant even stay loyal to your own boyfriend” seunghan scoffs

“don’t you dare roll ur eyes at me, i did nothing wrong, you’re the one blowing things out of proportion” you exclaim as you furrow your eyebrows and dig ur pointer finger into his chest.

“you’re so out-“ SLAP

god that felt so good

“what the fuck!? what was that for!”

“you’re acting like a fucking cunt!” you scream before turning on your heel and locking yourself in the shared bedroom.

*knock* *knock*

“baby, please open up”

“fuck off”

“baby, you’re starting to piss me off now open up”

you give no response as you try to suppress your small sobs

“fucking hell” seunghan whispers under his breath, rolling his eyes as he grabs his car keys and jacket from the couch.

you hear the front door shut while you dig under the covers to find your phone.

“aeri you dont understand, he’s so infuriating! i cant stand him all he does is cause problems” you sob while recounting the events that occurred earlier in the day

“y/n, im telling you as a friend but also as a sister, you should consider breaking up with him, everyone has noticed that you’ve been so down, and seems like its been taking a toll on you, this isn’t healthy”

“you don’t understand at all oh my god” you hiccup “i love him too much to leave and i know he feels the same way”

“but he doesn’t act like it at all”

seunghan had left the shared home, trying clear his mind rant to his friend.

he tried to wrap his head around why he would act like that. but now that he thinks about it, he’s always acted like this, over exaggerating the seriousness of everything.

he recollects what he had said before, insisting that the forced close proximity was comparable to cheating. even things that have happened before, such as the incident where he mistook your kindness towards a waiter as flirting.

seunghan realises that it was never a two way toxicity, rather only coming from him. the immense guilt he currently feels is nothing compared to the sadness he has caused you.

“hyung i messed up so bad” seunghan is currently sobbing, with head his hands while his phone plays on loudspeaker “like really bad, im pretty sure shes crying right now”

“seunghan, im sure she is, you literally insinuated that she cheated on you ‘cuz she was next to a guy?” eunseok’s sure that his friend has never acted irrationally before, but seeing how he reacted to such a small thing, he thinks he needs to reevaluate his friend.

“hani, im telling you as an older brother, fix it while you can, you won’t know how much this may have effected her until you talk to her, the more you put it off, the worse it will get”

you leave the room you’ve locked yourself in for the past three hours, throat burning in thirst, you head to the kitchen to fetch a drink. while you finish your cup of water, you hear the gears turn in the door, indicating seunghan had returned from whatever, wherever. you don’t care right now.

now you two are standing opposite each other, both avoiding any sort of eye contact.

seunghan takes steps forward towards the sink to wash his hands, conveniently you’re standing right next to it, so you take your chance to swerve away from him. seunghan swears his heart breaks even more than before.

you take three big leaps and now you are in your living area of the apartment. your emotions are all over the place, one second you were upset, the next emotionless, and now your angry. angry that he still hasn’t said anything (mainly apologised) despite him being the one who had the worser choice of words.

you turn to face him with a disgusted look on your face. “why cant you just let go of that pride of yours?” you dont shout, you dont want another argument, no matter how angry you were currently.

seunghans lost for words, he wasn’t expecting a confrontation this early on into coming home.

“you know i love you, and i know you love me.” you sigh, relaxing all your facial muscles so rather than seeming annoyed, you seem approachable now. “but you cant make everything into a problem because you didnt like it” seunghans head falls to face the bottom of the sink as you relay your feelings

“we’re in a relationship, if you don’t like something, tell me and ill do my best to fix it. im hoping you’d do the same for me” you continue as you stare at the side of his face.

seunghan sighs while he dries his hands on a tea-towel and walks over towards you. both of his hands are now placed on the sides of your face

“i do love you. i love you so much it hurts.” his eyes sparkle with love and adoration. “i’ll be honest i dont know why i acted like that, but i’m so sorry that i did. i’ll try harder to never act like that again, i dont want my pretty girl crying sad tears because of me” he says while wiping his thumbs over your dried tears.

you let out a small smile, this is just what you wanted, seunghan to take accountability. you lean up to place a peck on his lips before pulling him into an embrace.

“i love you” you both say at the same time, leading you to pull away from each other and fall into a pit of giggles and pressing kisses against each others faces.

seunghan moves a strand of hair behind your ear and leans towards it, whispering a small “i love you so so so so much”placing small kisses to the top of your ear after every “so”, and he finally presses a long smiley kiss onto your lips, exerting enough force to bring out another giggle from you and reciprocating the kiss.

no matter how much you fight, you can always kiss it better.

[jvngw0nlvr]

Maybe Another Time

Word count: 1.2k

Genre: Angst

Warnings: none

Trainee! Seunghan! x Gender neutral reader!

Synopsis: You thought love would be enough, but some things are out of your control. The words hang between you, unspoken yet final. As you walk away, heart heavy with what could have been, one question lingers—will the universe ever get it right?

Authors note: I fear I am addicted to putting both seunghan and angst together😓 also please listen to 20201203 by Mac Demarco while you read this I was listening to it and got inspired and this came to be also longest fic yet hope you enjoy!

You thought you and Seunghan would be together forever. You knew better than to picture a future with someone who could walk out of your life in a second, but you couldn’t help it. He was everything you had ever dreamed of—a gentleman, the sweetest man you had ever been with. He made you feel seen, cherished, like you were the only person in the world that mattered.

But good things always come to an end. And right now, you are living through that ending.

The sun is setting, casting a golden glow over the picnic blanket beneath you. The air hums with an eerie stillness, the kind that comes before a storm. You hear the distant laughter of other park-goers, the rustling of trees, the chirping of birds. Life is moving forward. But here, in this little pocket of the world where you sit with him, everything feels frozen in time. “You know I love you, right?” His voice is soft, but there’s a finality to it that makes your stomach drop. Your fingers grip the fabric of the blanket, knuckles turning white. Your breath catches in your throat. You don’t want to hear what comes next, but the weight in his voice tells you there’s no stopping it. “Yes,” you whisper, voice barely audible. “I do. But if this is about what I think it is… please, don’t say another word.” His expression crumbles, as if hearing you plead like that makes this even harder for him. He looks down, his hands clasped together, thumbs rubbing anxiously over each other. He’s stalling, struggling to find the right words, but you already know what’s coming. “You know how I’ve been working toward my dream of becoming an idol,” he starts, voice shaking. You nod, feeling the first sting of tears prick at your eyes. “Well… I finally made it.” He forces a breath, as if saying it out loud makes it real. “I got put into the lineup. I’m going to debut.”

Silence. It should be a moment of celebration. You should be happy for him. But the second half of his sentence is still hanging in the air, waiting to crush you. “And I think… this is where our paths go their own ways.” There it is.

Your heart clenches so painfully it feels like something inside you is physically breaking. You turn away, blinking rapidly, willing yourself not to fall apart. You won’t cry—not in front of him. Not now. So instead, you start gathering your things, shoving them into your bag with trembling hands. If you stay here a second longer, you might actually collapse under the weight of everything you’re feeling. “Wait—please,” he says desperately, reaching for your wrist before you can leave. The moment his skin touches yours, you shatter. His arms wrap around you tightly, pulling you into his embrace as if he’s afraid to let you go. His breath is shaky against your temple, and when you finally allow yourself to close your eyes, you feel it—his tears. They fall onto your cheek, warm and silent.

He’s crying too.

“I love you,” he whispers into your hair, voice breaking. “I love you so much. I wish we didn’t have to end like this.” Your hands clutch at the fabric of his shirt, desperate to hold on, desperate to make time stop. “I get it,” you manage to say, but the words feel like shards of glass in your throat. “I really do. It’s just… I thought we’d have a little longer. I thought—” Your voice cracks, and you can’t finish. He pulls back just enough to cup your face, his thumbs wiping away the tears you swore you wouldn’t shed. “You’re not stupid,” he says firmly, as if he can feel the self-doubt creeping in. “I thought we’d have more time too. But I guess… the universe had other plans.” A bitter laugh escapes your lips. “The universe sucks.” A broken chuckle leaves him in return. “Yeah. It really does.” For a moment, the two of you just stand there, holding each other in the fading sunlight, memorizing every detail. The warmth of his body. The way his heartbeat feels against yours. The way his hands cradle your face like you’re something precious. You don’t want to let go. But you have to. Taking a deep breath, you slowly pull away. “I hope maybe another time it will be,” you say, voice barely above a whisper. He nods, swallowing hard. “I hope so too.”

Then, a sad smile tugs at his lips. “You know… we’re still face to face, and yet it feels like we’re already miles apart. And it’s crazy coming from me because I’m the one who broke it off.” You exhale shakily. “No, I get it. It feels like I already lost you.” A pause. “But I respect your decision. I know how the idol life works. God knows how crazy ‘fans’ can be.” He laughs at that, but it’s hollow. “Yeah… it’s a whole other world.” You nod, forcing yourself to step back. “Well… I should go.” His face falls. “Already?” You smile, but it’s full of sorrow. “We have to get used to being apart, don’t we?” He looks like he wants to argue, like he wants to reach for you again, but he stops himself. His hands curl into fists at his sides before he slowly nods. “Right… right.”

One last time, you pull him into a hug, holding on for just a second longer than you should. You breathe him in, memorizing the way he smells, the way he feels against you, knowing this is the last time you’ll ever have this moment. Then, with every ounce of strength you have left, you step back. And walk away. You don’t turn around, because you know if you do, you’ll run back to him.

Maybe the universe wasn’t on your side this time.

Maybe another time, though.

[fleurlia]

pairing; seunghan x idol reader

genre; angst, kinda fluff, lovers to exes

note; i hope you guys like this! riize has been really on my mind lately, and it was fun writing about them. i think i'll continue if you enjoy it;

your biggest dream was to debut as an idol. it always had been.

and when you finally made at the age seventeen and after some time of relentless work and effort, you could hear the words "congratulations, you did it" and then make your debut alongside your four closest friends. you felt complete, nothing in the world could take away what you now had.

although you were not paid enough for the hours of effort and the amount you did and all the other thousands of negative points, you never felt so happy in your short life and that was enough for you. the sensation of stepping onto the stage once more always rekindled a sense of fulfillment, filling a void you didn't even realize existed.

the first year was magical, creating a bond with your new four best friends who had essentially become an integral part of your family, revived something within you. the amount of trips, especially for someone who had never left the city, the absurd love that you received from the fans. all the experiences that you might remember for the rest of your life had been in that first year as the main vocalist of your group.

you never experienced emptiness like before; everything was consistently whole and fulfilling. even the various roles and positions you held within the group occupied a significant space within you.

until the day you laid your eyes on hong seunghan.

it was obvious that you would fall for him, who wouldn't?

it was like blinking, natural and predictable. you remembered the feeling of simply looking at him and thinking "it's him", nothing like love at first sight or that you were destined to be together – although seunghan sometimes swore to you that you had been made molded for each other. the feeling of falling in love with him was like sleeping and waking up, you didn't notice or remember how you slept but as soon as you opened your eyes in the morning you knew you had slept. you knew you loved seunghan.

your relationship lasted two years. you would remember these years fondly for the rest of your existence.

from his contagious laughter and humor to his sweet voice singing for you to rest in his arms as you both slept. your relationship was filled with love, passion and missing each other, you spent some time in the united states promoting your group and seunghan was preparing for riize's debut since the first months of dating. you more than anyone else hoped for the day he would be on stage with all eyes on him.

the void that was once filled only by stages and fans now also welcomed you with open arms every day as you returned home.

everything started to go wrong just before the group's debut. pictures of seunghan with an old girlfriend began to be uploaded on the internet a few weeks before the official debut day. you knew him, you would recognize his laugh amid thousands, knew exactly what displeased him and even the way he sneezed, so it was obvious that you knew about it and it was never something to bother you because when you two met you were almost adults.

that was the first ugly fight you had, you had never seen him so upset and nervous before that day. you had a stable career, SM had given a preview of your debut as an actress that year and would officially debut you in your fourth year with the group in a drama as the protagonist, you were extremely popular in the eyes of everyone and seunghan was not, he was far from it and would need to try hard to fix the situation, even though it was not a mistake.

you should have broken up, you and him knew that, but it didn't happen. you still don't know how but after practically begging your manager and him compassionately trying to resolve it, your relationship was 'forgotten' and the concern was turned to how to fix the situation.

and then seunghan finally debuted, it was one of the happiest days for both of you and despite all the confusion, the eyes really turned to him. now both shared that feeling of affection to the stage and fans, and at the end of the day returned to each other's arms.

everything seemed fine, but you knew it wasn't deep down, it seemed like a countdown to something neither of you could avoid. around him, he never seemed worried and nervous, always maintaining his sweet smile and calmly passionate eyes for you, but sometimes you could see how he drifted into a worried expression. it was a matter of two months until you broke up.

you didn't see that coming, you never would have.

you had been called to one of those meetings by your manager, it was nothing new. there was always an alignment or agenda adjustments meeting. you left the practice room as if nothing could happen, innocently even smiled at some people on the way. when you opened the door to the meeting room, you could see seunghan and his manager sitting on the other side of your manager's table.

the same boy you woke up that same morning. in his arms.

you can't remember what was said, what was agreed or arranged, but you broke up there, on that silly tuesday, in such a simple and cruel way. two years of your life were erased there in that small room of that big building. seunghan didn't look you in the eyes once or spoke. both of you spent all those minutes in pure silence. while you couldn't take your eyes off the transparent table and then him, he just sat there with no emotions in his face or eyes, it was as if you didn't know him at all. in the end when both of yours managers discussed about the risky relationship and how you and him couldn't keep it for the sake of both careers, he stood up with his manager from the room and then disappeared behind the door.

after that day, you never saw him again.

his hiatus was announced the next day and despite seeing the other members of his group and even interacting with them, you never heard his name or voice again. you didn't return to the apartment that once belonged to both of you until his things disappeared from there and you could move, and even if you had tried to contact him in moments of pure anger at how he could give up on you so easily, he never answered you, and you understood him. you could understand why he had given up, maybe in his place, you would do the same.

a month passed, all the awards and events came, Christmas and New Year also passed, all of them being the first time in two years that you did it without your boyfriend. he was nowhere to be found. the hearts of everyone around you forgot about it, but yours never did. despite all of that, the emptiness you felt was not even filled by fans, projects, or stages, and it continued to haunt you for a while.

until the day you laid your eyes on hong seunghan again, in the winter of the first month of the new year announcing his return to riize.

[hanniberries]

Stolen Melody

pairing: Idol!Seunghan x female!reader warning: angst, character death, no happy ending, stalkers

On his rare day off, Seunghan, the world-renowned K-pop idol, strolled through a quiet park, savoring the freedom of anonymity under a low-sling beanie and glasses. There, he saw her: a girl sitting on a bench, sketching intently in a notebook. Her beauty wasn’t loud; it was in the serene way she existed, entirely absorbed in her art. 

Compelled, Seunghan approached her, heart pounding in a way that no sold-out arena had ever made it do. “What are you drawing?” he asked, his voice soft but curious.

She looked up, startled, her wide eyes meeting his. “Oh, just… the park,” she replied, a small smile forming.

She didn’t recognize him. Relief and intrigue washed over Seunghan. They spent the afternoon talking, her laughter like a melody he wanted to learn by heart.

Days turned into weeks, and their meeting became regular—quiet, secret rendezvous in cafes and parks. Seunghan was careful. His fame cast a shadow too dangerous to let her fully into his world. But in her presence, he felt like just Seunghan, not the idol. 

One evening, parked outside her apartment, Seunghan finally confessed, “I think I’m falling for you,” he said, his voice trembling.

Her smile was radiant. “I think I’m falling for you too.”

They shared a kiss under the dim streetlight, and for the first time in years, Seunghan felt whole.

But the shadow of fame loomed closer than he realized. One of his obsessive stalkers, furious at seeing him dropping her off, followed her home. That night, as Seunghan drove away, humming the tune of his happiness, the stalker broke into her apartment.

Hours later, Seunghan’s phone buzzed. It was a hospital. Confusion turned into dread as they told him the girl—his girl—was critically injured. She had listed him as her emergency contact. 

Seunghan raced to the hospital, barely able to breathe. When he arrived, his heart shattered. He was too late. She was gone. He crumpled to the floor, screaming her name, sobbing uncontrollably as nurses tried to calm him. Someone filmed the raw, heart-wrenching moment. 

Two weeks passed, but Seunghan was a shell of his former self. The video of his grief leaked online, sparking a media frenzy. At a hastily arranged press conference, Seunghan appeared gaunt, his eyes hollow. He faced the cameras, his voice barely above whisper as he announced his retirement. 

“I can’t continue,” he said, standing up to leave.

A reporter called out, “Why are you retiring so young? And only a few months into your growing career?”

Seunghan paused, turning to look at the crowd. His voice broke as he answered, “You took my love from me.”

And with that, Seunghan walked out, leaving behind the stage, the spotlight, and the life that had stolen everything he cared about. 

[wonhes]

ᝰ. DOWN BAD TEXTS WITH BESTFRIEND!SEUNGHAN ☏ !!

WARNINGS !! mentions of hooking up + reader talks about being naked, cursing, oh and seunghan is stupid 👎👎

[rizzkisworld]

Can you do bf!Seunghan thoughts?...(fluff, comfort) Thanks in advance! Also i wanna say that you are the best;) and you make my day brighter with your precious works☆

Omg you're the sweetest??? ily!!

Seunghan is the type of boyfriend who is fond of the little things you do. You successfully cook a meal? Acts like it's the biggest thing to ever happen in the history of everything. You proudly tell him you were able to sleep early and didn't stay up too late? He's bringing you snacks and offers you a movie date at his or your place. You ate vegetables and fruits that day? Kisses all over your face. He's the type of boyfriend that clings to you at all times. He loves you so much, and when I say so much, I mean SO MUCH. He's forever hugging you and cuddling you. He's the softest when he's around you. You know how he acts around Sohee? He acts like that but on 10 with you. He's the type of boyfriend who listens to your every concern, and if it's something you feel like you can't handle, he'll handle it for you. If you want to handle it yourself, he'll try to be helpful in every way he can. He puts your feelings first and his last because to him, how you feel matters the most. Overall, Seunghan is so caring and will go through hell for you no matter what.

[haechanhues]

THE SERIAL LOVER

in which a girl farewells every boy she’s ever loved (or at least had romantic feelings for) in order to prove that her feelings for one particular boy are very real and unwavering. 

chapter one : hong seunghan

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[cherishmycherry]

i ♡ my rockstar bf

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[taojjang]

ᯓ riize reactions - healing after an argument

pairing: bf!riize x reader, genre: light angst & fluff, warnings: crying

part one here .ᐟ ★

♡⸝⸝ what he'd do to see that pretty smile again

shotaro . . .

after leaving the bedroom with plans on spending the night on the couch, you couldn't help but feel bad about what you'd done. you knew shotaro was the sweetest boy in the world, you were just acting impulsively on your jealousy and took it out on him. you wanted to turn around and apologize to taro a million times, but your pettiness wouldn't allow you to. so you settled on the couch and sat alone with your thoughts until you fell asleep.

you woke up confused yet warm with a thick blanket over you. you looked down and you felt your heavy heart slowly pick itself up. shotaro was lying on a blanket beside the couch with his hand propped up holding yours. you waste no time and kneel beside him, stroking his hair and lightly shaking him awake. "baby, wake up! why would you sleep here without a pillow? you're gonna be all sore!" taro smiled with his eyes still closed. he lied on his back and rested his hand on your thigh. "i'm sorry, honey... i just wanted to sleep beside you. i couldn't fall asleep while you were out here all by yourself."

your eyes softened before you leaned down to press a kiss on taro's forehead, lying against his chest afterwards. "i'm sorry, taro. i'm sorry for being so jealous. i just... can't stand seeing you with someone else." taro shook his head and gently ran his hand through your hair. "there's nothing to worry about, honey. why would i be searching for another girl when i have the world's loveliest girl all to myself?" all of your concerns circling last night's date all melted within an instant. your body relaxed against his. taro continued, "you're the best girlfriend i could ever ask for, y/n. you mean the world to me and you know that. i've never felt such love for anyone who isn't you. you're truly the best thing that's happened to me, and i wouldn't trade you for the world." your eyes softened and you felt your insecurity fade. taro's reassurance was the only thing you needed to forget about all of your worries. you laughed and sat up, resting your hands on his stomach. "let's go sleep on the bed." taro looked at the time on his phone and tilted his head. "it's already 9am, you still want to sleep?" you nod and gently tug on his shirt, drawing a smile from his lips. "we need to catch up on cuddles. i hate sleeping without you." that lovely smile of yours was all taro needed to see to know everything was resolved. he smiled and let you take his hand, restlessly guiding him to your shared bed. the rest of the morning was spent cuddling against each other like penguins, making up for the night you'd spent apart.

eunseok . . .

after eunseok voiced his disappointment in you, nothing hurt more than thinking of him. the idea of being such a nuisance to someone as important as him was tearing at your heart every second of the day. you only wanted the best for him— so you kept your distance. after storming out of his house, you wouldn't step foot in there for weeks. because he'd come to you.

you came home from work shocked to see eunseok in your kitchen, cutting fruit over the counter. he lifted his head and met your eyes. "what, did you forget i have the spare key?" seeing him again caused all of the suppressed anxiety to flood back into your system. you swallowed back your unease and rushed to your bedroom, needing a quiet moment of solitude. while changing out of your suffocating work clothes, your mind scrambled up an apology, but the weight of your shame and fear clouded any form of apology that came to mind. when you face him again, all you can do is shamefully sit in silence while he plates the food in front of you.

the tension was growing thicker and thicker the longer you sat ahead of him. you scarfed down your food in a sloppy attempt to escape the situation sooner, but that only ticked him off even more. "why haven't you answered my calls?" the sudden confrontation startled you. you cautiously swallow your food and keep your gaze on the plate. "i don't know," you cowered. eunseok's burdening gaze softened at the sound of your weak voice. he spoke delicately, "that's not an accident, darling. are you gonna tell me the truth or are we going another three days without contact?" the fear of spending another night alone settled into your panic-stricken heart, triggering a desperate yet honest apology. your fearful eyes met his and your stifled guilt let go of your long-awaited apology. "i'm sorry, seok. i'm sorry for not listening to you, and i'm sorry for being so intolerable." the tremble in your voice set off all alarms in eunseok's heart. like a habit, he rushed to you and took you into his arms. "if i knew you were getting so exhausted of me, i would've listened to you. i'm sorry for being so difficult." eunseok held you against his chest, stroking your hair while gently consoling your cries. "you are difficult, but i wouldn't have it any other way. i'm sorry for overwhelming you, but i'm only worried about your health, darling. i can't see you sick again. i'm sorry, too." eunseok's gentle tone only sent you into another fit of tears. you tightly held onto his shirt and began sobbing frantic apologies. he couldn't help but laugh at you, wondering how he'd ended up with such a stupid girlfriend. "are you done yet, crybaby? your food is getting cold."

sungchan . . .

the desperately needed alone time you'd finally earned felt everything but rewarding. you tried watching your favorite show, reading a book, and catching up on sleep, but nothing brought you that peace you'd been yearning for. all you wanted was sungchan. since the moment he'd slammed his bedroom door shut, your recovery was no longer your priority. now, all you wanted was to know if he was okay. though you're the one who deserves an apology, you couldn't help but linger on the thought of him needing comfort.

you knew sungchan wanted nothing to do with you at the moment, but you still found yourself sneaking off to the kitchen in search of him. you peeked around the doorframe and spotted sungchan in front of the counter grabbing a glass from the cabinet. your heart ached to see him so exhausted. as he poured a glass of water, you decided you wanted to make it up to him. he flinched feeling your weak arms take his waist into your embrace, your body pressing against his. sungchan swallowed back the heat rising to his face and his poker face remained. but as you rested your head on his shoulder, he felt his heart melt into a puddle of adoration for you. "i'm sorry you had a bad day, baby, and i'm sorry for making it worse. i really wasn't trying to push you away, chan. you're the last thing i'd want to lose. i just wanted some time alone, but i couldn't stop worrying about you. do you still want to cuddle..?" sungchan turned to face you and cupped your face in his hands. your stress melted away with one solacing kiss from him. "of course i do, princess. you have nothing to apologize for, alright? i know you just needed a quiet moment to yourself, i was just cranky from how tiring my day was and needed you. i'm sorry for putting my emotions before yours. we can cuddle tomorrow so you can have some time to yourself." you shook your head and clung to his chest as if he'd disappear. "no, i need you right now. i couldn't sleep without you." sungchan laughed and kissed your temple. "anything you want, doll."

wonbin . . .

nine times out of ten, wonbin is the last of you to apologize after a disagreement. but he is far from remorseless. he's not ashamed of apologizing or thinks he's free of any wrong: he's simply afraid to face you. after every argument, wonbin is terribly paranoid of making things worse. he can't live with himself knowing how badly he's hurt you or how much he's ruined for you. so he hides in fear of hurting you again.

but this time, he couldn't. he regrets not walking you home that night or even kissing you goodnight. he knows he overreacted; he's completely aware of his mistake. he's just too afraid of facing you knowing how much he hurt you. he'd been planning on going to your house with all your favorite snacks, hugging your pain away. he'd gone shopping for sweet treats he knew you'd love and even spent hours browsing jewelry stores for a pretty bracelet to gift you. yet all of this effort was spent just for his plans to be foiled.

the night he decided to surprise you, he spent hours preparing a pretty gift basket of everything he'd bought you. all of those little gifts displayed in a pretty pink basket with silk bows tied around every item; everything was perfect. but as he picked up the basket and turned to deliver it, the bedroom door creaked open. there you stood, dumbfounded with your eyes on the huge gift basket. wonbin was speechless. all he could do was stare at you with nervous doe eyes, waiting for a response. you let out an amused chuckle as you pulled out a white gift bag from behind your back. wonbin's anxiety melted in an instant. his eyes lit up and he hesitantly took the bag from your hands. "what's this for, baby..?" he asked with a glint of guilt in his eyes. you looked down at the bag and murmured, "i'm sorry for what happened the other day. i didn't mean to make you so upset." wonbin's heart shattered into a million pieces seeing your defeated demeanor. he dropped everything and took you into his embrace, cradling you against him and stroking your hair. "why are you sorry, baby? i had no reason to yell at you, i don't know what came over me. it's all my fault for being so miserable. i'm sorry for ruining things for you, y/n." you began to feel much lighter, finally being able to face wonbin without feeling guilty. you hug him tighter, cooing, "i forgive you, baby." though he should feel relieved, he pouted and whined, "i was supposed to apologize first! i prepared this whole apology gift just for you to come out of nowhere and spoil my entire plan! you even have a better gift than mine!" you sighed and shut up your whiny boyfriend with a quick kiss on the lips. "you win, okay? your gift is perfect, thank you my love~" your heart grew warm feeling all of the tension and gloom leave wonbin once he heard your reassurance. you'll always be his solace <3

seunghan . . .

a few days passed since you'd voiced your discontent with seunghan's love bombing. you thought you'd fixed things, but a new problem inevitably arose: now, seunghan was only a shell of what he used to be. after that night, seunghan became noticably less affectionate. he'd hesitate to hold your hand while you walked beside each other, and he'd take a while to give in and rest his head on your chest while you watched your show together. he was scared of hurting you. seunghan's heart was torn to shreds after learning he'd only been hurting you by doing what he thought was fixing the problem. though he'd taken your advice and began communicating rather than suppressing your issues with affection, things didn't feel right.

you didn't take the massive shift in seunghan's personality well. you wanted to tell him that it was okay to be affectionate, but you wanted to avoid being so overbearing when it comes to how he treats you. after all, your boyfriend is the sweetest boy in the world and you wouldn't change him for the world. it was all becoming too much. you were beating yourself up for criticizing him in the first place, blaming yourself for the intense decline in his happiness. you sat on your bed with your legs pressed against your chest, hiding your face in your knees. your guilt began exhuming from your body through tears.

as soon as seunghan heard your sniffles, he dropped everything and rushed to you. his heart stopped once he saw your frail state. he sat in front of you, mind racing trying to find a way to approach you. you looked up at seunghan and panic began settling in his mind. he stood frozen, helplessly staring into your teary eyes. "is... there something wrong?" you were stunned by his lack of reassurance. at times like this, he would have already scooped you into his arms and cradled you until the tears stopped. you'd finally been hit with the fact that you'd hurt seunghan so deeply. your head hung low as your soft sobs turned to heavy wails. his desire to hold you was growing stronger and stronger, but he wanted to show you how much he's improved for your sake. but it all became meaningless once you cried, "i miss you, seunghan." seunghan's eyes watered as he hesitantly moved beside you, delicately pulling you towards his chest. "i'm so sorry... i'm so sorry for changing you this much. i shouldn't have said anything, i should've kept quiet. i... i hurt you so much and i hate myself for it. i miss you, love." seunghan couldn't contain his tears hearing your frantic apologies. his tears dripped onto your sweater as he pulled you closer into a sincere hug. "never apologize for wanting better, y/n. i should be the one apologizing. i'm so sorry for hurting you. i'm so proud of you for trying to resolve things with me, i know it must've been hard. i'm gonna do my best to be a better man to you no matter how unbearable it is. you deserve the world, angel." your heart only grew heavier and heavier with every word that left his lips. you looked up at him with tears streaming down your face and attested, "no i don't, seunghan. it was so selfish of me to change you for my own comfort. you're the sweetest boy in the world and you were already perfect before i messed things up. i just miss my happy seunghan. i miss your hugs and your cuddles. i don't want you to be so anxious all the time because of me. i want you to be yourself again." seunghan wiped his tears before gently wiping yours. "but i'm always happy when you're around, angel. quit being so hard on yourself. i love you just as much as i did before, and nothing will change that. i'll cuddle you just as much as you want me to, alright? there's no need to cry, my love." you laughed and wrapped your arms around his waist. the world felt so much brighter now that his smile returned.

sohee . . .

the distance between you and sohee had only worsened your stress. you thought maybe having more alone time would help you focus on school and prepare you for the upcoming exams, but you were mistaken. all you could think of was sohee. you missed him so dearly that it overshadowed every single one of your tasks. you wanted him to come back so you could cuddle him and shower him with all of the attention he could ask for, but you knew the damage was done and he was upset with you. so you kept quiet.

that was until your doorbell rang. you sprung up from your desk and ran over to the front door hoping it was sohee, but to your dismay, it wasn't. "hello! delivery for y/n?" it was a food delivery from your favorite restaurant. you tilted your head. "i didn't order anything...?" the deliveryman looked down at the bag and read out the address to you, coincidentally matching yours. you hesitantly took the bag from him and bid him a good night. you opened the bag to be greeted by a small receipt. your eyes lit up as you read through the faded ink letters; "i haven't been there to make sure you're eating, so i figured i'd send you a meal. i hope this lifts your spirits and motivates you to push through your exams! you better keep your promise and invite me over once your exams are over! -lee sohee." you were finally able to smile once you saw his name at the bottom of the receipt. you ran to grab your phone and immediately called him. "y/n?" "come over right now." "but y-" "bring your pajamas."

you impatiently sat at the table staring at the receipt waiting for sohee to arrive. once the front door opened, sohee was startled with a tight hug from you. his body lost its tension and he smiled, holding you close and breathing in your scent. "thank you, sohee. you're the sweetest~" sohee laughed and stood up taller. "it was cool, right? i called the restaurant and was all cool asking them 'relay this message for my girlfriend.' aren't i the coolest boyfriend for that?!" you laughed and left a peck on sohee's lips. his flaunty demeanor melted and his cheeks flushed pink. "yes sohee, you're so cool. come eat with me!" the two of you shared the meal while watching naruto together, you finally getting some time away from your textbook. sohee was over the moon now that he'd gotten some of your attention. the two of you changed into your pajamas and completed your lengthy night routine before slipping under the covers and settling down for the night. you turned to face sohee and he nervously looked at your arms. "y/n, i'm... i'm sorry for how i acted the other day. you were already going through so much and i'm sure getting yelled at didn't help much. i... i think i just missed you too much." your eyes softened and you placed your hand on his cheek, your thumb gently brushing over his skin. "my sohee... :( it's okay, i understand why you were so upset. i'm sorry for neglecting you, i promise i'll make up for it. we can cuddle all night and we can even play video games tomorrow. how does that sound?" sohee's eyes lit up and he nodded with a huge smile plastered on his face. you laughed and left a kiss on his nose. turns out sohee was all you needed to escape all of your stress <3

anton . . .

anton can't last a day without you. you were surprised to still receive hourly texts from him after how you treated him last night. your heart broke seeing him act like everything was normal while he was still hurt from how you spoke to him. you kept texting him 'i love you's to console his worries, but you knew that wouldn't be enough. so you invited him over.

the second he walked through the door, his sorrow was evident. his smile was weaker than usual and his eyes had this emptiness to them. even his hug felt weaker than before. you held his hand and lead him to your bedroom, where his eyes would light up and his smile would grow. you had set up this giant pillow fort in your bedroom and decorated it with pretty fairy lights and teddy bears. "what's this..?!" anton laughed, covering his mouth with his free hand. "surprise slumber party! come inside!" anton was astonished by the integrity of the fort and the amount of teddy bears and snacks that were hidden inside. "this is so cool!" he cheered, looking around with doe eyes. you laughed and pulled him down, trapping him in your arms. you peppered his face with hundreds of kisses while he giggled and squirmed. "stop it, it tickles!" you left one final kiss on his lips and moved back to meet his eyes. "i missed you, anton." his eyes softened and he smiled. "i missed you more, love." you brushed his hair back and gently ran your fingers through it. you took a deep breath before letting your thoughts roam free. "i'm sorry for yelling at you yesterday, baby. i was overwhelmed and i didn't mean to take it out on you. i wanted to surprise you as a way to make it up to you. i promise i won't forget to say i love you ever again, okay?" anton laughed and rested his hands on your waist. "that's what this is all about? gosh, you're the cutest. it's alright, i'm not upset with you. i understand why you were so frustrated. i'll work harder to make you feel appreciated. trust me y/n, nothing you do for me goes unrecognized. i love you so so much, my love." you cupped his face in your palms and left a tender kiss on his lips. "i won't let you forget how much i love you ever again." for the rest of the night, your clingy boyfriend would be stuck to you like glue. and of course, you wouldn't forget to whisper an "i love you" before kissing him goodnight.

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a/n: the happy ending! i didn't expect my first angst to get so many interactions, i was using all of my brainpower to push this out for you guys lmao!! thank you sm for loving part one so much and i'm sorry to everyone i've hurt </3 i hope this makes up for it! i also got a bit carried away with seunghan's part... i just miss him sm i am so sorry my friends

[jentlesitee]

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[antonsintown]

TAKE A CHANCE! ANTON LEE SMAU

PAIRING : swimmer!anton x pianist!fem!reader

GENRE : social media au (smau), fluff, a touch of angst here and there, college au, sister's best friend!anton

SUMMARY : anton lee was your sister's best friend, he was supposed to be off limits, you were supposed to be off limits, in the midst of trying to pretend to not catch feelings for each other, your sister, minjeong's already starting to notice, and she doesn't know what to feel about it. and it's probably for a good reason.

WARNINGS : cursing, the usage of 'kys', mentions of cheating (not on the reader or anton's part) sexual jokes, toxic relationships, toxic friendships.

BEFORE YOU READ: hi! hello! i'm so excited to publish my first smau on this blog, YIPPEE, i sincerely hope you guys like it 🙇‍♀️

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01 : minjeong's best sister award

02 : minjeong's cockblock award

03 : mission anton befriends seunghan failed.

04 : mission anton befriends seunghan on hold.

05 : the inevitable lore drop

06 : the fumbler redeems himself (written part : 484 words)

07 : chlorine scented hangouts (written : 1.6k)

08 : sungchan jumpscare

09 : the awaited crashout

10 : little white lillies

11 : beatmymeathoven

12 : pathetic, as always (written : 1.8k)

TBA

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[hanniberries]

All For Us

pairing: Seunghan x female!reader warning: angst, character death, no happy ending, stalking, therapy a/n: i totally coulda did better on this icl lol

Seunghan sat in his car outside her house, the engine idling as he stared up at the dimly lit windows. His knuckles whitened around the steering wheel, his mind replaying the arguments, the betrayals, the way her laughter used to soothe him and now mocked him in his memory.

The love they shared had burned brighter than the stage lights he performed under. It consumed him, but it wasn’t enough. Not for her. Not when she decided someone else could give her what he couldn’t.

The front door opened, and he saw them—her and him—walking out together, laughing as if Seunghan had never existed. His heart pounded, anger and heartbreak blending into a single, unbearable force.

“I did it all for love,” he muttered to himself, gripping the wheel tighter.

He followed them, his car a silent shadow in the night. No one noticed him at the intersection where they stopped for coffee, or when they arrived at the rooftop bar downtown. He watched them through the glass, her hand brushing against the other man’s arm in a way that used to be reserved for him.

By the time they left, his mind was made up. It wasn’t about revenge—it was about justice. It was about love.

The alley was dark and quiet when Seunghan approached them. The man turned first, his confusion quickly morphing into panic as Seunghan raised the knife.

“I did it all for us,” Seunghan whispered as the blade gleamed in the dim streetlight.

Chaos erupted. Her screams echoed in the narrow alley as the man fell to the ground. Blood pooled around him, a stark contrast to the white sneakers Seunghan wore.

He turned to her, his face unreadable. “Now we can be together,” he said softly.

She backed away, trembling, but before she could scream again, a sharp, jolting noise broke the scene apart.

“Seunghan?”

He blinked, his vision blurring as the alley dissolved into the soft beige walls of a therapist’s office. The knife was gone, replaced by a pen trembling in his hand. The sound of her screams faded, replaced by the calm, measured voice of his therapist.

“Seunghan, are you listening to me?”

He looked up, disoriented, the weight of his daydream still clinging to him like a second skin. A small, tired smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

“Sorry,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I was just… daydreaming.”

The therapist leaned forward, concern etched across her face, but Seunghan was already gone again—lost in the shadows of his mind where love and obsession blurred beyond recognition.

[wonhes]

ᝰ. TEXTING BF!RII7E “nah, he doesn’t know about us”

— WARNINGS: light cursing, kms jokes, just a silly lil imagine