#stayc fics

[strawberryya]

247

chaeyoung (isa) x reader

synopsis: it's been weeks, six to be exact, of you two sneaking around and kissing in the dark when nobody sees. but what would happen if your situation was suddenly brought to light? would anything change?

currently playing: 247 - stayc

word count: 2.1k

genre/contains: fluff, suggestive, secret relationship, making out, kisses, cuddles, ft. Sieun and Yoon as roommates who can’t knock

a/n: and we're baaaaack, coming into 2023 with some stayc content :p ALSO COMEBACK SOON!! LETS GOOO

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“You’re sure nobody is coming home any time soon?” you mumbled, already gasping for air as you tried to make out her features in the dim light of her dorm room, while desperately trying to keep yourself from forgetting all your problems only to continue kissing her gorgeous lips. 

Chaeyoung smiled against your lips and whispered “I’m sure, we have all the time in the world today, just you and me.” 

She knew her roommate’s routines and schedules better than you so why should you worry when she said it would be ok? Was what you told yourself as you tried to relax and go back to what you were doing, your hands rubbing small circles on her hips and back while you met her kiss in a familiar and sweet manner.

 It had been almost six weeks since you two began sneaking around like this now; six weeks of you two doing everything your could to find a moment to be alone and taking every chance you got to give each other sweet little kisses like these in the dark. 

The moments never lasted long though, the both of you having nosy roommates who just so happened to also be pure homebodies. It’s not like they couldn’t know, of course,  but the both of you just didn’t feel like it was time to announce your thing yet…

Honestly, you didn’t actually know what exactly was going through her mind about this whole thing at the moment. 

Asking “what are we” just hadn’t felt fair. It just felt like you were putting the decision on her, forcing her to decide all by herself when you had agreed you would try it out like this for a while from the very beginning. But the whole ‘keep it under wraps’ thing that had been so much fun for the first couple of weeks was beginning to lose its appeal, and was really just creating more problems than solutions in your life. 

Chaeyoung’s hand was caressing down your side and down your leg where she stayed and let her hand drag up and down your thigh, sending shivers up your body, loving the way her hands moved on your body. 

“You’re sure, really sure?” you asked yet again, making her pull away from your lips, a slight smirk on her face as she looked down at you being all worried over the timelimit you had any time you got to have her all by herself like this. 

“So sure,” she reassured you, “just tell me what you want, and it’s yours.”

Your breath hitched in your throat, mind running off to places you rarely let yourself think of since you never got to stay alone with her for that long. The thoughts and her lips now tracing down your jaw and your neck leaving the feather-light sensation of her little kisses on your skin made you excited and hot all over your body. 

“Just… tell you what I want?”

“Mhm, we have time,” she said, her breath hot against your neck. 

“God, I can’t even think with your mouth on me,” you groaned out making her chuckle lightly on your sensitive skin as she kissed and sucked wherever she saw fit, the feeling of her warm and wet tongue making your mind fuzzy and blood rush to your skin making your face grow hotter by the second. 

“Yeah? You like my mouth? Want me to use it somewhere else?” she whispered into your ear. 

“God yes!” you moaned out, and she began kissing her way down your neck once again, pulling your shirt up and kissing down the middle of your chest and stomach, leaving hot wet nerves on fire wherever her lips met your skin and her hands caressing your body in smooth motions that seemed to know exactly how to make your body melt under her touch. 

Time had never felt like such a blessing to have until this very moment when it was the thing that made anything possible. You were floating on cloud nine, mewling and moaning under her touch, seeing and hearing only her, so focused on the moment with her that everything else fell away around you. 

“Chae- What the actual fuck!” the voice exclaimed, disbelief apparent in the way their pitch was high and very clearly not filled with joy or excitement. 

You had barely even comprehended what had actually been said and more importantly why a blinding light was suddenly shining right into your eyes before you heard a loud voice coming from where the light was streaming in. 

In the midst of the sudden entrance and shouting, Chaeyoung had pulled off of you and your shirt had been messily pulled down to cover your bare chest and parts of your stomach. You looked over at Chaeyoung, seeing pure shock and terror in her eyes as she stared back at you with eyes wider than you had ever seen them. She had no idea what to do, and you stared back at her with the same thoughts running through your mind. 

What the fuck do we do?

In the doorway, another person had popped their head inside only to see the both of you, alone and looking like two complete messes with your lips plump and clothes hastily thrown back on the way they were supposed to be. 

“Were they just-?!” a high-pitched voice that you soon realized came from Chaeyoung’s roommate Sieun said without being able to finish her question, noticing on the way Jayoon was screaming and you two were looking guilty as fuck that it was indeed exactly like she thought. 

“Once again - WHAT THE FUCK?” the voice that had originally found you two screamed out. Jayoon, Chaeyoung’s other roommate, seemed just as shocked, if not more, than Sieun. 

“Seriously? You two? Since when?!” Jayoon began shouting again, but Sieun put her hand over Jayoons mouth before she could begin screaming again and dragged her out of the hallway like a baby kitten being pulled away by its mother, thrashing and screaming muffled sounds of displeasure due to the sudden loss of control and screaming ability.

Sieun shushed Jayoon in the hallway, wheezing out “Give them a moment before you start harassing them for information on whatever they have going on,” which you and Chaeyoung still heard loud and clear through the still wide open door. 

Just as quickly as the door had been thrown open Chaeyoung ran up and shut the door behind her with a slam, her entire body language telling you she was panicking. “What do we do?” she said, looking at you as if you would have any sort of  answer. 

“I-” you tried, but your words and your thoughts failed you in producing the right words to say. 

It was completely silent in the room, the only thing being heard was the hushed whispers and tiny shrieks coming from the roommates on the other side of the door. 

“Do we… do we tell them about us?” Chaeyoung asked, her words unsure and tentative. 

“Us?” you answered, not sure what she meant by that. 

If you didn’t even know what you two were, how could you know what to tell people about the two of you? You questioned as your heart raced in your chest from the whole commotion, not to mention what was interrupted just before it. 

“About our thing,” she tried again. 

You decided this was the moment you had been waiting for, this was the only way to know what she was feeling, what she was thinking. Maybe it wasn’t fair to ask, but it wasn’t fair not to either, not to her and certainly not to you. 

“What exactly is our thing?” you managed to croak out. 

“We’re,” she said but stopped herself, her eyes searching your face for a sign of what you wanted the answer to be, but your confused look must’ve not helped very much, because when she said, “together?” it was with much hesitation and it seemed to be just as much of a question as it was an answer. 

“We’re… together?” 

“I mean only if you want that! We can tell them we’re just… messing around too if you, you know, don’t feel that way about me,” she blurted out, her hands fiddling with the hem of her shirt as she chewed on her cheek while awaiting some kind of reaction from you. 

She was the one that was unsure about how you felt? She wanted you to tell her how you saw your relationship? She was ready to tell them you two were together if you felt the same way she did?? It wasn’t until just at this moment you saw the whole thing from her perspective, she must’ve been just as confused as you had been you realized. Maybe the uncertainty of your relationship and the whole secret part of it had been just as horrible for both of you this entire time. 

The realization had made your brain freeze up, and your answer had been delayed for quite a while now, and as you looked at Chaeyoung who seemed to be on the verge of tears you felt yourself being snapped back into reality. 

“No! I’d love to call you my girlfriend!” you exclaimed, your entire face cracking up into a smile, the newfound understanding of what you two were to one another sending a rush of excitement through your body. The adrenaline from the past couple of turbulent moments made your body feel like it was filled with popping and fizzling champagne that whizzed through your every vein. 

“Really?!” she exclaimed, suddenly seeming to understand the realization herself. “So we… we tell them were a couple? I’m your girlfriend?!” 

“Yes?” you shouted, both of you seemingly questioning the entire situation, but it wasn’t because you felt unsure, or because you didn’t know what you wanted anymore. The pure shock and whiplash you had both received from being confronted with the feelings you had both been avoiding for such a long time were now the cause of your confused state. 

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“So you’re together? A couple? And you have been something for almost two months? And you have been keeping it a secret this entire time? For no reason?” Jayoon rambled, trying to comprehend the things you two were telling her. 

“Yup,” you said, nodding as if you were seeing absolutely no issue in what had just been stated. 

“But WHY?” Sieun said, losing her own mind trying to put together the reasoning behind what had been going on behind their back for the past couple of weeks. 

“Don’t. Ask.” you both said in unison. Neither of you was in the mood to try and explain the tumultuous feelings and reasoning that had been going on in either of your minds. 

“Y’all are so weird, but congrats I guess,” Jayoon said and gave you both a thumbs up as she rose from the couch and left the room to do something other than being confused as fuck over what you two were doing and thinking this entire time.

Sieun shook her head, “Yeah, congrats you’re cute together, but please, try not to do whatever you were doing before while were home ever again,” she pleaded and at your nods and apologies she waved you both off and let you lock yourselves into Chaeyoung’s room for the evening. 

As you laid in her bed, cuddling and about to fall asleep you realized that this was the first sleepover you had ever had that wasn’t one of you sneaking in under the cover of the dark of the night and then out before breakfast. It was nice, the stress of being caught not hanging over your heads, and a new and exciting feeling having replaced it. You were officially something and now you could stay right there in her arms as long as you wanted without a worry in the world. 

You flipped yourself over from the little spoon position you had been in, now laying face to face with Chaeyoung, your foreheads resting against one another’s as you looked into each other’s eyes. The small fairy lights strung up in her ceiling shone a dim light over her gorgeous features and you felt your heart skip a beat thinking that she was yours for the world to know from this moment forth. 

“I like the idea of calling you my girlfriend from now on,” you whispered, making Chaeyoung grin widely and giggle a bit. 

“I like hearing you call me your girlfriend,” she whispered back and pressed a peck to the smile in the corner of your mouth. 

You pulled her body closer to yours, your hands running over her back as you gave her a light and sweet kiss back before you cuddled into a comfortable position where you both drifted off to sleep. 

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Eternal Sunshine

pairing!: Non idol!Sunghoon x fem reader

genre!: angst, a little nostalgia, and a pinch of fluff that you’d have to use a magnifying glass to see it.

trope!: second chance

prompt!: After a bad argument that resulted in sunghoon angrily racing out of your apartment, he begins to worry about you when you don’t respond to any of his messages the following days after the fallout. When he figures out that you’ve decided to erase him from your mind forever, he makes it his mission to get to you before it’s too late.

warnings!: profanity, arugements, breakups, crying, descriptive writing panic attacks, mentions of disassociation

songs!: eternal sunshine- ariana grande, imperfect for you- ariana grande, talk- beabadoobee, saturn- SZA

Sunghoon hadn’t known how they had gotten to where they were.

The sun had dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows in the living room. The couple both stood on opposite sides of the room, their faces flushed with frustration and anger and the remnants of their latest argument hung in the air casting a palpable tension between them.

"This isn't working, Sunghoon!" Y/N exclaimed, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and desperation, her heart aching with words unsaid; unable to say under the daunting cold stare of her longtime boyfriend

"We can't keep doing this. We can't keep hurting each other like this."

Sunghoon ran a hand through his brown hair, his eyes darkened with frustration. "And whose fault is that, Y/N? You're the one who always picks fights over every little thing. You’re insufferable!" Y/N knew that Sunghoon was sometimes like this. After a year of dating, of intimate moments and arguments like this she had known what Sunghoon had up his sleeve and in his books.

Sometimes unreasonable, like a rampaging ape, he would make no room for explanation or justice. Y/N flinched at his words, her eyes widening in hurt and discomfort. "Insufferable? Is that really what you think of me?"

Sunghoon threw his hands up in exasperation. "You never listen! Every time we have a problem, you just keep pushing and pushing until I can’t take it anymore. It's like you enjoy making things difficult. Like you get some sick pleasure out of seeing me frust"

Y/N’s eyes filled with tears, her voice breaking up at the sound of sunghoons words. Her heart had filled itself with somewhat of a burning esaperated ache, sending signals to the waterline of her eyeballs "I push because I care, Sunghoon. I push because I want us to work, because I want us to be better. I push because I know you won’t and I know you’ll return to loving me like you didn’t do something that hurt me. But it feels like you’ve given up."

Sunghoon shook his head, his voice softer but no less intense. "I haven’t given up, Y/N. But I’m exhausted. I’m tired of feeling like nothing I do is ever enough for you." The words hung between them, the weight of them sinking in. Everything sunghoon did was enough for her. All the times he had cared for her, had sat beside her in silence; just for company reasons, the sick days they had spent together. Everything that Sunghoon does, even if it’s just standing in the middle of a room, was more than y/n couldve asked for.

After a long stale silence Y/N took a step back, crossing her arms as if to protect herself from the sting of his words. "So what are you saying? That you don't love me anymore?" Sunghoon's face softened, a flicker of regret in his eyes. "I do love you, Y/N. But sometimes, love isn't enough. Sometimes, we just aren’t good for each other." Y/N felt a tear slide down her cheek, her heart breaking at the realization of his words. "So this is it, then? This is how it ends?" Again there was a silence, the cars outside the open window on the busy street seemed to echo in the darkened apartment.

Sunghoon's shoulders slumped, his own eyes glistening with unshed tears. After a breath to calm him down he began to speak "Y/N—”

Y/N swallowed hard, her voice barely a whisper. "Maybe you're right. Maybe... maybe we need to let go."

The silence that followed was deafening, both of them absorbing the finality of their choice as Y/N spoke with a firm halted voice; the lump of sobs in her throat beckoning to come out. Y/N felt a hollow ache in her chest, the pain of losing someone she once believed was her forever. Loosing someone who she had thought would be the last person she’d see when the light had left her eyes. Sunghoon took a step towards the door, hesitating for a moment. His hand laid on the handle and without saying another word he walked out unable to make sense of the situation. Y/N nodded to herself as she watched as Sunghoon leave, the door closing behind him with a quiet click that echoed throughout the empty room.

The sobs that had been threatening her came out distant, almost as if it had escaped her throat without permission. The weight of the moment hung heavy in the air, pressing down on her chest like a boulder, making it hard to breathe.

A numbness creeped into her limbs, spreading slowly, paralyzing her. Her mind raced, replaying every word of their conversation, every painful syllable that had led to this moment. Her knees buckled, and she sank to the floor, the cool wood pressing against her skin through the thin fabric of her pants. She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to hold in the pieces that felt like they were falling apart, trying to desperately hold the remaining lingering touches he left on her in the previous days.

Her heart pounded erratically, each beat a painful reminder of what she had lost. She had never known that a heart could physically ache, but now as it did, she understood every clichéd song, every poem, every tear-stained line about heartbreak. She squeezed her eyes shut, but that only made the tears spill over, hot and relentless, carving paths down her cheeks. She tried to wipe them away, but they just kept coming, an endless stream of sorrow that she couldn’t stop. Her mind flitted back to the good times, the laughter, the shared secrets, the warmth of his touch, the whisperings of sweet nothings as they laid beneath the sunday morning sun. She remembered the way his eyes would light up when he saw her, the way his arms felt like home. Now, every happy moment seemed like a cruel joke, a setup for the devastating situation she was presented with.

The hours passed in a blur of tears and pain, the world outside moving on while hers stood still. Every sound seemed too loud, every shadow too dark, every breath too hard. She dragged herself to bed, curling up under the blankets that still smelled like him. and his softly fragrant cologne. She buried her face in his pillow and had shared her tears with the white satin cover. Her silent sobs continued until her body was exhausted and as she drifted into a restless sleep, the playful memories of Sunghoon and her faded in and out of her head.

Sunghoon had hated this distance. In the three weeks they had been apart, his body seemed to ache for her. His restless sleep seemed to take the form of the dark bags under his eyes and every night was a struggle, his mind replaying their last argument, the hurt in her eyes, the choked down shaker voice that she presented to him and the words he wished he could take back. The words he wished she had taken back. He had been stubborn, prideful, and now he was paying the price for it.

He wandered through his apartment, each corner filled with memories of her. The couch where they had spent countless evenings watching movies, her head resting on his shoulder. The kitchen, where they had danced to old songs while cooking dinner, laughing when they inevitably messed up the recipe. The bed they had shared, where they whispered secrets and dreams to each other in the quiet moments before sleep.

Sunghoon picked up his phone, scrolling through their old messages, his heart clenching with each sweet word and shared joke. He remembered their first date, the nervous excitement as they sat across from each other at a small café, sipping on coffee and talking for hours. He had been captivated by her smile, the way she lit up when she talked about her passions. They had walked along the river afterward, hands brushing until he finally gathered the courage to hold hers. It had felt like the beginning of something magical.

He closed his eyes, letting the memories wash over him. The weekend getaway to the mountains, where they hiked during the day and cuddled by the fire at night. The spontaneous road trip to the beach, where they played in the waves and collected seashells. Every moment had been perfect, every experience richer because she was by his side.

Sunghoon’s chest tightened as he thought about the night of their argument. He had been so frustrated, the stress from work boiling over into their conversation. He had said things he didn’t mean, his anger masking his love for her. He had seen the hurt in her eyes, the way she had tried to hold back tears. He wanted to reach out, to pull her into his arms and apologize, but his pride had held him back. Instead, he had walked away cowardly, the silence between them heavy and oppressive.

Now, he regretted every word, every moment of stubborn silence. He missed her laugh, the way her eyes sparkled when she was excited, the feeling of her hand in his. He missed the way she understood him, sometimes better than he understood himself. Without her, everything felt dull and lifeless. The world seemed less vibrant, the colors muted.

Sunghoon sighed, running a hand through his hair. He knew he had to make things right. He couldn’t bear this distance any longer, couldn’t stand the thought of living without her. He grabbed his jacket and headed out the door. He knew she wouldn't dare be at her own apartment, that wasn’t like his lover he knew. He knew she had to be out, maybe working extra hours at the local library or even at the mall to distract her from the feelings that ached her at night. He would need to go talk to her two friends if he wanted an exact location.

As he walked, he thought about all the things he would say. He would tell her how much he missed her, how every moment without her felt like an eternity when he did find her.

The streets were quiet, the evening air cool against his skin. Sunghoon’s heart pounded in his chest, a mix of fear and hope. When he finally reached the rented building of her friends, he paused, taking a deep breath before knocking.

Jake answered, his expression immediately turning wary when he saw Sunghoon. “Sunghoon?”

“I need to talk to you guys about Y/N,” Sunghoon said, trying to keep his voice steady. Jake stepped aside reluctantly, allowing Sunghoon to enter. Isa was sitting on the couch, and she looked up with a frown as he walked in.

“Sunghoon, this isn’t a good time,” Isa said, her voice tinged with frustration.

“I know you’re not happy to see me,” Sunghoon began, “but I need to find her. It’s important.”

Jake crossed his arms, standing protectively by Isa. “She doesn’t want to see you, Sunghoon. You need to respect that.”

“I get that I messed up,” Sunghoon said, his frustration bubbling up. “But I need to talk to her, to make things right. Please, just tell me where she is.” Isa and Jake exchanged a glance, a silent conversation passing between them then finally, Isa sighed and looked back at Sunghoon, her eyes filled with a mix of pity and anger.

“She’s trying to move on, Sunghoon,” Isa said firmly. “You need to let her go.” Sunghoon had saw the worried stare they had held between eachother and a strong uneasy feeling washed over him, his patience wearing thin. “You’re hiding something, i see it. I’m not here to play mind games, i’m here to figure out where my girlfriend is” He urged. Isa and Jake sighed before Isa had opened the little cabinet below the coffee table, pulling out an envelope and handing it to the taller in front of her.

“we got this in the mail yesterday," Jake said, breaking the awkward silence as Sunghoon examined the envelope. Sunghoon sat in disbelief as he stared at the envelope his friends had just handed him. It was plain and unassuming, yet Sunghoon had a sinking feeling that whatever was inside would change everything.

"What is this?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. He was frozen from fear, and the feeling of impending doom that washed over him, His hands tremble over the open slit that was already made by the two who sat in front of him. “I…I can’t open it.” It was getting harder to breathe. The tension in the room grew thicker. Isa’s face softened with sadness, and she looked away, unable to meet his eyes. Jake stepped forward, his expression grim.

“She’s…she’s erasing you, Sunghoon,” Jake said quietly. The words hit Sunghoon like a punch to the gut. “What do you mean, erasing me?” disbelief painted his mouth thickly, like oil paint. “She went to a clinic,” Jake explained, his voice heavy. “They specialize in erasing memories of someone the client wants gone. She’s trying to forget you, Sunghoon.” He finished and Sunghoons stomach twisted inward, his throat holding back the nausea he’d experience.

In almost a second his eyes dart down to the document that explained the procedure and the precautions necessary to find the shipping address below the signature “Sunghoon…” Isa tried to explain, maneuvering the blanket that covered her lap to stand up. But Sunghoon wasn’t listening, her words like fuzz bled into his ears. The surrounding areas around him had became almost uncannily non-existent and the envelope in his hand had became moist from the sweat his palms had produced. A piercing continuous beep had replaced the muffled voices of jake and isa and the tv that sat in front of the three for background noise, all he could think about was her.

About the procedure, about the feelings her would forget when it was said and done. Jakes hand had snapped him out of the reeling disassociation his mind had made him experience “Are you alright?” Jake had asked worryingly, but Sunghoon just replied in a cough and without another word, he bolted out of the apartment, his heart racing. He had to reach her before it was too late.

Sunghoon stood outside the clinic, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He had run the entire way, his mind racing with disbelief and desperation.

The clinic loomed in front of him, its sterile facade a stark contrast to the chaos inside his heart. He pushed through the double doors, his eyes scanning the waiting room frantically, barely taking in his surroundings as he made his way to the reception desk. “I’m looking for Y/N L/N” he said breathlessly. “Please, I need to see her.”

The receptionist looked up, her expression professional but slightly wary. Her hesitation became greatly known to Sunghoon fast. He knew he looked crazy, almost insane by the way the older womens eyes dialated with fear. His hair had been disheveled and the cold crisp air of winter had painted his nose a bright Rudolph red from all the running he did “I’m sorry, sir, but—”

“Please,” Sunghoon interrupted, his voice cracking. Something in his desperation must have reached her, because she nodded slowly. “She’s in Room 3” Sunghoon sprinted down the hall, his footsteps echoing loudly. He reached the first floor to where “room 3” was plastered in bold font on a hanging sleek sign and took another 4 big strides before throwing the door open, his eyes landing on Y/N, who was lying on a reclined chair, electrodes attached to her temples.

“Stop!” he shouted, rushing to her side. The technician operating the machine paused, startled by the sudden intrusion “You cannot be back here!” Y/N’s eyes fluttered open, confusion and sadness swirling in them as she looked at him. “Sunghoon?” He closed the distance between them without a second thought and in a few strides his chest was heaving. "I know what you're about to do. Please, don't go through with this."

Y/N’s gaze hardened, a protective shell forming around her vulnerability. "Why do you care, Sunghoon? You said it yourself—sometimes love isn’t enough." Sunghoon’s face contorts with regret. "I know what I said, and I was wrong. I was angry and frustrated, but that doesn’t mean i should’ve treated you like that. Please, let’s talk about this."

Y/N shook her head, tears glistening in her eyes. "Talking isn’t going to fix this. We’re broken, Sunghoon. We hurt each other too much."

He reached out, his hand trembling as it cupped Y/N’s cheek. "We can try to fix it. We can learn from our mistakes. But erasing me, erasing us—it won’t solve anything. It’ll just leave us emptier than before."

Y/N closes her eyes, leaning into his touch despite the almost burning frustration she felt from doing so. "I can’t keep living with this pain. Every memory, every moment we shared, it’s like a sword had punctured my lung."

Sunghoon’s voice cracked, desperation seeping into his words. "If you do this, we’ll lose everything. The good memories, the laughter, the love. Please, Y/N, don’t let go of us this way." She took a deep breath, her voice trembling. "What if it’s too late? What if we can’t fix this? What if you can’t forgive me for doing this?"

Sunghoon shook his head, his grip on her hand tightening. "I would never hold this against you, you’re vulnerable Y/N, I would never take advantage of you like this. It’s never too late. We can start over, we can rebuild. But we need to do it together. Don’t, Y/N. Please.” Y/N looked between Sunghoon and the panicked doctor who was on the phone with security, wastefully debating between the comfort of forgetting and the pain of holding on.

Sunghoon's footsteps echoed softly on the deserted platform, the early morning mist curling around his ankles in a cooling breeze. He adjusted his scarf, trying to fend off the biting chill of the ghostly morning, and scanned the horizon for the first hint of dawn. He loved these quiet moments, when the world still asleep, it coddled him in a warm sense of possibilities. But today, an uneasy feeling gnawed at his usually calm demeanor, something the train platform rarely gave him.

Y/N stood at the other end of the platform, her breath forming small clouds in the frosty air as she tried to find comfort in the cold crisp air. She shoved her hands deeper into her coat pockets, seeking warmth and comfort. The train station felt like a ghost town, a stark contrast to the noisy chaos that usually accompanied her mornings.

Both of their eyes met across the platform, and for a split second, time seemed to freeze. There was something eerily familiar in Sunghoon's impatient colding gaze, something that tugged at the edges of Y/N's memory. But before she could dwell on it, the loudspeaker crackled to life, announcing the arrival of the next train.

Sunghoon hesitated, then took a step toward Y/N, meeting her in the middle of the trains inside "Hey," he said, his voice sounding strangely loud in the quiet almost empty train. "Do I know you?"

Y/N blinked, caught off guard. "I... I don't think so," she replied, though uncertainty laced her words. "But you seem familiar. Have we met before?"

Sunghoon frowned, searching his mind for any recollection but no memories had seemed to reenter his consciousness. "I don't think so. But... I have this weird feeling that we have. Maybe in another life or something."

Y/N chuckled, a soft, wistful sound. "Yeah, maybe. Or maybe we're just two strangers on the same train." She joked, earning a small laugh from the taller.

footnotes!.

keb notes!: HEYYYY SO LIKEE…I do not like this piece at all lolz 😆. I feel like it was rushed even though i spent 2 months on it, the formatting is off and most of all, i honestly just feel like i did an ASS job at writing this whole thing but i love ariana grande so i had to put this out there..also…MY ASS DID NOT GRAMMAR CHECK THIS SSORRRYYY😭😭

if you couldn’t tell this us based off of the 2004 movie “Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind” it’s honestly one of my favorite movies and when one of my favorite artists made a song referencing the movie in her music video i knew i had to write something ab it lol😭

This is also my first ever enhypen fic on tumblr!! I’ll be posting a jake fluff to compensate for this fic tho…

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[pupyuj]

— MASTERLIST !!

• IVE

— #ahn yujin.

▪︎ "careful what you wish for." [dom!yujin x sub!virgin!reader]

▪︎ "dress." [dom!sugar mommy!yujin x sub!sugar baby!reader]

▪︎ "the most pleasant surprise." [sub!yujin x (soft) dom!reader]

▪︎ "body party." [dom!bimbo!yujin x sub!gym rat!reader]

▪︎ "little things." [soft dom!yujin x sub!reader.]

— #kim gaeul.

▪︎ "ruin our friendship." [dom!gaeul x sub!taken!reader].

— #naoi rei.

▪︎ "special girl." [dom!vers!rei x sub!vers!reader.]

▪︎ "how you get the girl." [dom!bottom!rei x sub!top!reader.]

— #jang wonyoung.

▪︎ "magic words." [dom!mean girl!wonyoung x sub!virgin!reader]

▪︎ "your colorful secrets. [dom!mean girl!wonyoung x sub!nerd!reader]

▪︎ "dreamlike." [dom!stepsister!wonyoung x sub!inexperienced!reader.]

— #kim jiwon / liz.

▪︎ "long overdue." [dom!bottom!liz x top!sub!reader].

• AESPA

— yu jimin / karina.

▪︎ none.

— uchinaga aeri / giselle.

▪︎ none.

— kim minjeong / winter.

▪︎ "simple solutions." [switch!cheater!winter x switch!reader]

— ning yizhuo. / ningning.

▪︎ none.

• LE SSERAFIM

— kim chaewon.

▪︎ none.

— miyawaki sakura.

▪︎ none.

— nakamura kazuha.

▪︎ "nobody like you." [dom!kazuha x sub!reader]

• STAYC

— bae sumin.

▪︎ none.

— park sieun.

▪︎ none.

— lee chaeyoung / isa.

▪︎ none.

— yoon seeun.

▪︎ "temporary fix." [dom!bottom!seeun x sub!top!virgin!reader]

— shim jayoon / yoon.

▪︎ none.

— jang yeeun / j.

▪︎ none.

!! masterlist/tags will be updated once thoughts/blurbs are uploaded for girls in their respective groups !!

!! if the list gets too long, it will be separated into two or more !!

[chanyouchan]

⌕ rock and pop bubblegum

⚠ em caso de inspiração, me credite.

📆 03/03/24 | ✎ @mnini (psd)

[yumminyy]

because a like a girl — chaeyoung e sieun

disponível aqui

02.11.24

notas 🗒: finalmente troquei meu "disponível em breve", daqui pra frente vai ser só assim porque tenho preguiça.

[shibuinni3]

Rosas São As Melhores

11/02/24; Capa para futura doação.

Lee Chaeyoung e Yoon Seeun, Stayc.

[every2time]

CRUEL SUMMER ✦ MASTERLIST

SYNOPSIS. throughout the school year, y/n l/n has been infatuated with the guy everyone wants, star setter of their high school's volleyball team nishimura riki. it started off as just thinking he was cute and trying to ignore it, after all, everyone did, right? she had never spoken with him how could it be a crush? even if it was, she couldn’t have him, they were in two different social groups and his standards would probably be way above y/n or so they thought. but what happens when they have summer jobs at their schools summer camp program and they’re assigned as Counselors in Training to the same class. the two find out they have more in common than they think and the guy y/n thought would never even peak at them has found himself infatuated as well.

GENRE. smau, comedy, angst, teen

PAIRING. crush! ni-ki x fem! y/n

TAGLIST. CLOSED!

WARNINGS. swearing, kys jokes, somewhat angst, somewhat slow burn

STATUS. indefinite hiatus as of last update.

AUTHOR'S NOTE. this may or may not come from a true story

FEAT. the rest of enhypen, wooyoung of ateez, irene of red velvet, sunmi, sumin of stayc, haerin and danielle of nwjns, yeonjun and beomgyu of txt, and more …

PROFILES!

rapscallions // jungwon's goons

CHAPTERS

001. your manz is coming!!!

002. the devil made me do it

003. where the hell have you been at loca!? (written: 1.9k words)

004. you’re embarrassing

005. who tf IS riki??

006. explorers travel far and wide to see what’s on the other side™️

007. what a coinciquidink

008. good morning beautiful 💞

0.1 hit the quan (written + smau 1.8k words)

010. you need to be studied

011. it’s giving kickin’ it

012. honeybees ���🔝

013. we are sick

to be continued…

EXTRA

001. sassy man apocalypse

[port-sever]

capa de fanfic: guarda compartilhada de um tamagotchi (suchae)

estou oficialmente na minha era soft galerinha amaram???? três capas divertidas seguidas, não é toda vez que esse evento ocorre kkkkkk essa capa não está oficialmente disponível para doação, mas quem quiser ela do mesmo jeito me manda uma mp ❤ link: clique aqui ♡ p.s.:  esta capa já foi doada ❤ caso se inspirar, me credite!

[kodalindissima]

1963: I love you (disponível para doação em breve)

[cheillittlemess]

De todas as vezes que você me puxa (e então me rasga)

🪷Em caso de inspiração, credite-me!

🪷Hey, esta capinha está indisponível para doação:((

[dallo-stan]

★ JAYOON ESTÁ FORA DE ÓRBITA, indisponível.

⌕ clique aqui para ler a história.

[jaljayoon]

sábado à noite.

─ capa de uso pessoal para uma futura fanfic ⭑ yoonseeunz ⭑ 80s!au

essa foi a primeira capa que eu fiz! aliás, eu ainda quero muito desenvolver um plot pra ela.

[pupyuj]

— UP NEXT . . .

fics ;

— "web & claw," [sub!spider-woman!g!pahn yujin x sub!reader x dom!black cat!g!pjang wonyoung]

— "cure for boredom," [dom!ex-girlfriend!g!pkim gaeul x sub!brat!reader.]

— "must-watch," [dom!ghostface!naoi rei x sub!reader.]

— "all night, all mine," sequel to your colorful secrets / part three of the magic words series. [dom!mean girl!jang wonyoung x sub!nerd!reader.]

— "pick your poison," [sub!witch!liz x dom!apprentice!reader.]

— "here, kitty," [sub!cat hybrid!liz x dom!human!reader.]

— "check," [dom!g!pshin ryujin x sub!reader.]

— "noblesse oblige," [sub!vampire!uchinaga aeri x dom!brat!reader.]

series / smau ;

— "i'm all you'll need," series. beach doll/whore au. [g!pdom!various idols x sub!reader]

— "everybody talks," smau. [g!pswitch!ahn yujin x switch!7th member!reader]

!! REQUESTING RULES !!

> requests that are in the 'priority' list are the ones that either came first, or ones that i'm interested enough to focus on!

> requests that are in the 'other' list are ones that will be taking a longer time to be made!

> requests that are in the 'pending' list are ones that i'm still thinking about whether i should write it or scrap it!

> please note that i get busy, lazy, or simply hit by a writer's block a lot so some requests, even the ones in the priority list, aren't going to be uploaded in a consistent time frame djfhfifjvk...

request / priority (2 max) ;

— "one of one," [dom!toxic!ahn yujin x sub!innocent!reader]

— "the other side of the moon," [dom!werewolf hunter!g!pahn yujin x sub!werewolf!reader.]

request / other ;

— none.

request / pending ;

— none.

[chanyouchan]

⌕ chuvas de verão, fantasyisland

⚠ em caso de inspiração, me credite.

📆 03/04/24 | ✎ @mnini (psd)