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[saturnznct]

dad!sunghoon texts

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[nar-nia]

8:28 a.m.

sunghoon x reader

word count: 900

warnings: turns a bit suggestive at the end. other than that it's just lots of kissing

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A hand in your hair stirred you awake. It was softly brushing through it, moving strands behind your ear before the fingers rested on your cheek, slowly caressing it.

“Good morning,” you mumbled, not ready to open your eyes yet.

“Good morning.” Sunghoons voice was warm, you could almost hear the smile in it. “Did you sleep well?”

“I always do when you're around,” you smiled. A small kiss against your nose made you open your eyes, just in time to see Sunghoon pressing his lips against your forehead next. “What about you?”

“It's the same for me.” Sunghoons face was illuminated by the first rays of sunlight, but that glow was nothing against the warmth of his smile. You already thought he was too pretty to be true on normal days, but this sight just took your breath away.

“What are you thinking about?” Sunghoon asked as he began running his fingers through your hair again, softly massaging your scalp.

You hummed. “Just about how pretty you are. And how lucky I am to have you by my side.”

“That's what I should say to you,” he chuckled. “I hope you know that I always expect you to wake up by my side now.”

“Oh you're very convincing with that. I could get used to this.”

“Good.” Sunghoons eyes were lingering on you, as if he was trying to take it all in. And as if he couldn't believe that you were really lying next to him - which was the same as you felt.

“Are you hungry?” he spoke after a while. You were opening your eyes again - you hadn't even realized that they were closing, the hand in your hair causing you to almost doze off again.

“Maybe a bit… But I don't want to go up yet,” you mumbled.

“It's the same for me.”

You could feel Sunghoons arms around your waist, one swift motion causing you to lie on top of him now.

“Hi,” he smiled. And what a smile it was - you could feel yourself melting.

“Hey.” Your arms wrapped around him too, one under his neck, the other buried in his hair. “You're warm.”

“You're hot.” He chuckled again, and you couldn't help but join in with a giggle.

“Of course you said that.”

Your hair was like a little curtain, shielding you from the outside world as your lips connected. You couldn't resist, couldn't stop once you started kissing. Sunghoons hands on your waist gripped you tighter, your grip in his hair strong too as you pulled his head slightly back so you could kiss him better. You could feel him smile into the kiss before you deepened it, unable to stop.

“I love you so much,” Sunghoon whispered before he kissed you again, one hand now wandering up your back.

“I love you too.”

Sunghoons hand moved under your shirt, his fingers almost dancing over your skin, same for his other hand that was now placed against your cheek.

“Stay over today. Please - we can go shopping and cook some food together.”

“Think we’ll even make it out of bed?” You smiled at him, stopping the kisses for a second.

“I didn't say when we could do those things.”

“Ah,” you laughed. “Well how could I say no to that.”

“I thought I was very convincing. Good that you agree.”

You just shook your head before you let it fall right in the crook of his neck. “Man, I love you.”

“I love you most.” Sunghoon pushed your hair behind your ear, continuing his sweet attack of kisses on your cheek. You really didn't want this to stop, not when his kisses were so incredibly soft, his lips warm against your skin. Or against your own lips when you decided to look at him, turning your head so you could properly kiss again. Your eyes closed almost automatically, allowing yourself to only feel the closeness, really melt against that feeling. That was until your stomach suddenly decided to rumble loudly.

“Maybe we should make breakfast now,” Sunghoon chuckled.

“But I like this.” You almost whined, holding Sunghoon tighter.

“We can continue after breakfast.” He gave you a small peck onto your cheek before he let go, one hand grabbing yours. “I couldn't resist you anyway.”

“Okay.” You pouted, but you pulled yourself out of bed to follow him into the kitchen.

“I’d suggest some eggs but I fear I won't be able to focus on them,” Sunghoon grinned. “Can't risk getting them burnt while I’m busy kissing you.”

“We wouldn't want that.” You wanted to walk towards the fridge to open it, but Sunghoon had different plans already. He caught your waist from behind, pulling your back against his chest as he wrapped his arms around your stomach. He kept you trapped there, his lips exploring the back of your neck and trailing along your shoulder.

“Sunghoon,” you whispered. “What about breakfast?”

“Changed my mind,” he mumbled in between kisses. “Can't resist you.”

“Oh.” You felt a blush creeping up your face, your hand wandering behind you to get tangled in his hair again. “Okay.”

You could feel him laugh against your shoulder, before you felt his lips against your cheek and finally against your own lips again when you turned your head. Goosebumps spread on your skin as he deepened the kiss, soft confessions being whispered into the room. Breakfast was already forgotten.

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[jaeyunverse]

the fake dating pact

pairing(s): park sunghoon x fem!reader

genre(s): fluff, suggestive, fake dating, enemies to lovers, rich kid au, cruise au

wc: 1.6k

warning(s): profanity, making out, implications to sex (no smut)

inspired by: dil dhadakne do

summary: in which ridiculous circumstances lead to a fake dating contract pact being struck between park sunghoon and you.

note: i’m ngl i thought i’d reposted this fic but i’m not able to find it so here we go LOL the sunghoon brainrot’s been hitting real hard lately

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There was a slight chance Sunghoon and you had crossed the boundaries you’d set when you first drew up your fake dating contract.

Okay, agreement would be a more accurate word choice since the document wasn’t legally binding, but the two of you took its contents very seriously. Together, you’d come up with a few mutually acceptable ground rules:

no kissing unless absolutely necessary

non-sexual acts of intimacy are acceptable in order to maintain the facade

keep arguments to a minimum no matter how insufferable the other person is being

no bed-sharing under any circumstances

no falling for park sunghoon even though he is the epitome of sexiness

The last condition was total bullshit, but you didn’t have it in you to make him get rid of it. Your mom had already done an excellent job at pissing you off; the last thing you wanted to do was get into it with Sunghoon.

One may wonder what caused the two of you to make this pact. Simply put, both your families desperately wanted to set you up with people you had no interest in dating.

(Not that you wanted to seek a romantic relationship with Sunghoon either, but we’ll get into that later.)

Lee Saerom had organised a cruise across the Mediterranean Sea on the occasion of her parents’ 30th wedding anniversary. Normally, your family wouldn’t have come within 10 feet of the Park family, but you were both good friends of the Lees and neither of you wanted to give the other the satisfaction of avoiding the trip.

Now that all the powerful and influential families of Seoul were gathered in the same place for a celebration spanning over a few weeks, your parents thought it would be a good idea to find you an ideal suitor who would help their company expand.

Word spread that you were seeing Lee Heeseung, the younger son of the Lees and heir apparent to their empire. The rumour was entirely false, but you had to admit it was a genius move on your parents’ part. Not only did it become harder for Heeseung and you to deny the allegations, but it made the Lees consider a future with your family’s business.

As if you weren’t in a shitload of mess already, the entire thing had somehow turned into a competition with the Parks beginning their own efforts to set Sunghoon up with Ning Yizhou.

The minor problem was that Heeseung and Yizhou were in love with each other, and neither of them had the courage to tell everyone the truth. They were both too afraid of disappointing their parents and bringing disgrace to their families.

You supposed it was a good thing Sunghoon and you had no such qualms. So, before things could escalate any further, the four of you got together and decided to put an end to this idiocy.

On the third night of the cruise, Sunghoon and you announced your relationship. Holding his hand and giving him lovey-dovey eyes felt ridiculous, but you would rather stomach fake dating him than see a wedge form between Heeseung and Yizhou.

Needless to say, everyone was shocked.

Yizhou even pretended to faint while Heeseung started sobbing hysterically. You couldn’t believe he actually pulled out a tear stick and applied it to the underside of his eyes when no one was looking. You wondered if he’d purchased it for this specific reason when you’d explored Turkey earlier that day.

Overall, it was a pretty convincing act.

The Lees and Nings were furious, but you weren’t particularly worried. In fact, you didn’t even care. Your parents had it coming their way the moment they dragged you into their scheming and plotting.

It took a few days for everyone to calm down and for the festivities to resume, but things pretty much went back to normal. Sunghoon and you both got tongue-lashings from your families, but they didn’t make you two break up.

Your reputations were already in the gutter; forcing you to end your relationship after all that had conspired would have been the cherry on top of your disaster of a cake.

The pre-decided course of action was to fake date Sunghoon till the cruise ended. Once you returned to your daily lives and enough time had passed, you would cook up a reason to break up.

It didn’t take long for your original plan to go to shit. As it turned out, spending a week pretending to love the bane of your existence had proved to be quite the opportunity to really get to know him.

Ever since you were a kid, you’d heard your parents say a lot of terrible things about the Parks. You’d been instructed to stay far away from Sunghoon. An impressionable and susceptible child such as yourself had obeyed every order they gave you.

You’d literally been hard-wired to despise and assume the worst of Sunghoon.

The wall of hatred you’d built between the two of you began coming down brick by brick once you learnt the kind of man he was. He was honourable and good and down-to-earth.

Of course, he was a dickhead to you for the same reason you were a bitch to him, but the asshole side of him was more endearing than annoying now.

His snarky replies no longer seemed to bite, and there was always an underlying film of adoration accompanying them.

Perhaps, he’d grown to care for you just as you had for him.

You certainly hoped that was the case, since regularly making out with someone who couldn’t be bothered with you wasn’t exactly your dream.

To this day, you had no idea how you’d ended up grabbing the collar of his shirt and crashing your mouth against his.

Maybe it was because he kept reminding you that you’d lost a bet to him and you wanted to shut him up, or maybe it was because he hadn’t bothered to button up his shirt and his abs were on full display, the ocean wind ruffling his messy hair.

Nonetheless, something seemed to snap in him when you made the move. He responded to your kiss immediately and pinned you against a wall. Thankfully, it was almost midnight and there was no one to witness your less than decent makeout session on the deck.

The next ten minutes consisted of his hands travelling under your loose shirt, fingers grazing the cold skin of your abdomen. Soon, your shirt was discarded, and your legs were wrapped around his waist.

Sunghoon hadn’t bothered stopping even when you ran out of breath. Instead, he’d taken the opportunity to leave bruises on your jaw and neck. The warm feeling of his tongue soothing the spots where he’d nipped at your skin with his teeth had caused you to experience a burning need for desire that went further than the second base.

The amount of reaction he’d gotten out of you was embarrassing. Never had you been unraveled by anyone so effortlessly. He had to muffle the whimpers that slipped past your lips as a result of his ministrations.

If it weren’t for the fact that you were making out in the open and were at the risk of being walked in on, things would have escalated. By the time you parted, Sunghoon’s lips were swollen, his face was flushed and he was breathing hard.

His eyes were hooded and dark, and he was gazing at you with an intensity that made you shiver.

Taking that as your cue to leave, you pressed a chaste kiss on his cheek, fetched your shirt from the ground and hurried away.

You didn’t even know why you thought things would go back to normal the next day.

One look at him, and your legs turned to jelly. You happily obliged when he wrapped his fingers around your wrist and whisked you away from everyone else.

Soon enough, you’d breached almost all the conditions in your fake dating pact.

You spent most of your nights together—be it hooking up, lying in the comfort of each other’s arms or just talking till slumber claimed you. Never in your life had you imagined being at ease around Sunghoon.

Everything else faded away when you were with him. He made you feel yourself. He made you feel whole.

“Hey,” you murmured while you were both swimming in the pool one night, the stars shining brightly in the sky. His eyes were closed and his neck was tilted up, the back of his head resting on the decking behind. “Can I ask you something?”

Sunghoon hummed and opened his eyes, turning his attention to you. “Yeah.”

“I know we have a plan,” you continued, doing your best to ignore the droplets clinging to his skin, “and I know that we’re supposed to stop pretending after this cruise ends tomorrow, but have you ever thought about making this—” you pointed at him, and then at yourself— “real.”

He laughed softly and shook his head in amusement. Your brows furrowed in confusion. “I’m not joking—”

“Every single day,” he interrupted you. Wading his way through the water to close the distance between your bodies, he repeated, “I have thought about making you mine every goddamn day.”

He cupped your cheeks and rested his forehead against yours. “I think I’ve fallen in love with you, Y/N,” he whispered.

Taking a shuddering breath, you closed your eyes and felt him press his lips to yours.

The kiss was slow and passionate, as if the two of you had all the time in the world. It expressed what couldn’t be said using words, and you realised just how much you’d grown to admire and care for this man.

It physically pained you to consider the possibility of a life without him.

“Sunghoon,” you mumbled against his mouth. “I would say I love you too but I don’t wanna breach the contract.”

He chuckled and ran his tongue along your bottom lip, even going as far as to suck on it. “I thought you broke the last rule days ago.”

You couldn’t stop the smile that stretched across your face. You opened your lids and shifted to get a better look at his expression.

Sunghoon’s eyes were shining with happiness, and you thought you could gaze into them forever. You thought you could witness the grin on his face and hear his honeyed laugh without ever getting tired. You thought you could stand ground against anything life threw at you if you had him by your side.

You knew you could love him and be loved by him for as long as your soul wandered through the worlds.

“I love you too.”

[cinnahoons]

౨ৎ 8:00 am — p. park sunghoon x gn!reader w. 404 genres. fluff, established relationship cw. none notes. reposted from my old blog! @/yeoforce + for my pookie @eternallyhyucks

“one more.”

you feigned a sigh, shifting under the crisp white sheets of your bed to lean over sunghoon. watery early-morning sunshine peered in through your window, illuminating the boy beneath you. you pressed another chaste kiss to the mole beneath his eye.

“there, now i need to go get ready for—“

“another one,” he interrupted. you pursed your lips, momentarily stunned by his eagerness, however you surrendered easily. you cupped his face, smoothing down his eyebrows and bringing your lips to his cheek. he was warm from sleep, giggling beneath you. 

you scowled at his childishness, bringing your face away from his cheek so that your noses were close to touching. his eyes unfocused for a second, too busy staring at the curve of your lips. his eyelashes were downcast, feathered across his skin as he admired you. 

“i really have to go,” you said, face heating up quickly under his unabashed stare. this seemed to snap him out of his stupor.

“nooo….” he whined, grabbing onto the hem of your pajamas. his head sunk deeper into the pillow and he scrunched his nose as sunlight hit his face. “one more? please?”

you rolled your eyes, pushing back a strand of his hair. 

“god, you’re a pain in the ass. i just gave you your one more.”

he pouted in response, and god, under the hazy light of morning, he looked positively ethereal. how could you say no?

so of course you gave in, pressing a kiss to his eyelid so it closed. his eyelashes tickled your nose as you moved down to give him another one against his mole, brushing your lips against his cheek with care. you could hear his gentle intakes of breath each time your lips met his skin, igniting little fires that were put out quickly as you peppered on more kisses. you brushed your thumb over the spot, your other hand running fingers through his hair.

“good?”

his eyes finally opened again, and he smiled contently, though he squinted to keep out light. 

“thank you,” he murmured, dropping his hands from your waist as he allowed you to climb off of him. you stood up and stretched, padding across the carpet to enter your bathroom.

“i love you,” sunghoon called, his voice still rather raspy from waking up. you smiled to yourself. you could almost feel his skin against yours again.

“i love you too, pretty boy.”

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tags! @vousty @neos127 @aenify

[uolarieclosed]

━━━ 𑁤 close to you thought …

you couldn’t sleep. not because you stayed up too late the night before or because you had an early class. it was because of your roommate.

park sunghoon.

it was simple really, you were falling in love with him. you would’ve never believed yourself standing in the dark kitchen listening to the hum of the tea kettle as it boiled your water; your mind full of the blonde headed boy who slept behind his closed door.

he was always making advances towards you. asking you to be his girlfriend or to go out on a date with him, but he always said it with a shit eating grin on his face—it was difficult to think he was being serious and wasn’t playing you for an idiot.

months before he was just a roommate, you’d see him every morning and every night passing by.

now, he was the only boy clouding your entire existence and it was something you couldn’t say you enjoyed—at least, not yet.

“what are you doing?” his voice pulled you out of your daze, your teeth lifting themselves out of your lips.

“oh, i’m just making some tea.” you pointed to the kettle. “did i wake you?”

he shook his head, rubbing his eye with a slight smile. sunghoon was in fact not asleep. he was staring at his ceiling thinking about you and how he wanted you all to himself.

“you can’t sleep?” sunghoon questioned while approaching closer.

“not really.” you shook your head this time, reaching over to take the boiling water off the heat.

you needed to distract yourself.

“i don’t think black tea will help with that,” sunghoon chuckled lowly while standing behind you. the warmth from his body cascaded off of him like strong essence, coating your entire body in a plain state of turmoil.

“it’s the only tea we have.” timidly, you turn your head to the side, catching sight of sunghoon’s smirk. he pressed his chest against your back, a hand reaching over to play with the ends of your hair.

he was having fun, he loved seeing you cower under his gaze. a tingling sensation coursed through his veins, almost energizing him.

“i think i can help you,” sunghoon’s palm runs down your back before he spins you around, both hands gripping your waist.

he smells intoxicating like he was ready for this moment, ready for you to fall under the trap.

“how?” a part of you wondered what he had up his sleeve, and another part of you felt like challenging him. sunghoon was always at the hand of the flirtatious remarks, wanting to see you so flustered.

sunghoon leaned in closer, nose brushing yours so gently that it felt like a dream. his lips looking so inviting and soft. he was teasing you, hoping you’d be the first to make a move.

but, you couldn’t do that.

“i should get to bed. it’s late.” you whisper, your words ghosting his own empty lips.

and sunghoon watches you step away from him, leaving the water on the counter to grow cold like sunghoon’s hands; the feeling of your body against his was something he needed again.

© 2024 uolarie

[jpnriikicore]

── covering speed

paring f1driver!jungwon x journalist!reader, word count 656, gene fluff, ( masterlist )

the sun beaming down on the bustling paddock at the spanish grand prix. your a intern sky sports journalist that found yourself immersed in the electric atmosphere. excitement pulsed through your veins at the mere sound of engines roaring.

before you knew it you were standing in a sea of cameramen, waiting for the drivers to make their way. a feeling of intimidation went down your spine when your eyes locked with yang jungwon’s, the promising rookie ferrari driver. the latest sensation from south korea making a buzz in the f1 world. the piercing look from across the room as he made his way towards you.

your gaze went down towards your shoes that shuffled in your spot where you stood. you take the short moment to gather your barrings and racing mind. your teeth gnawed at your bottom lip.

once he finally stood in front of you, you finally got the courage to raise your head to make eye contact with him once again. his cat-like eyes studied your features, soaking up every detail that he could at that moment noticing a few things he didn’t last race weekend.

clad in his racing suit exuding a quiet confidence. you observed his poised demeanor and the sparkle in his eyes.

"it’s nice to see you again," he spoke first breaking the silence between the two of you. he beamed a smile at you. his dimples showing off briefly.

you ignore the butterflies that fluttered in your stomach at the sight. he smelted like the champagne that had been poured on the top of his head whilst on the podium. your cheeks turned slightly red as your teeth bit on your bottom lip in an attempt to conceal a smile.

"you too."

"you look great." he complimented, his eyes slowly scanning the clad ferrari red dress on your body.

"thank you." a smile graced your features as your cheeks reddened as red as rubies, but if anyone asked you would blame it on the warm weather.

"i’m sure you and your team are very proud of your incredible performance today getting p1." he listened intently nodding his head along to every word you spoke. he hummed before putting the tube in his water bottle and taking a sip to hydrate. it was unprofessional you were aware, but your gaze briefly glanced at his lips. he concealed a smirk as he took notice.

"we worked very hard recently. we made some adjustments to the car and spoke about new strategies. the free practices went well including qualifying. the car did very well at preforming today."

"any big plans for celebration after this win?"

"taking you out to dinner." your taken aback by his response. your eyes widening at his bluntness, especially on camera, but you’d be stupid to decline a date with him. you shook your head out of disbelief a smile graced your lips.

"you can’t expect every woman to fall for your games just because you're famous." you teased in a attempt to lighten the tension.

"i don’t want every woman." he seemed very serious about the situation. your breath hitched in your windpipe. you take a second to gather your thoughts back to your professionalism and clear your throat. a smile graced your lips again.

"it was lovely speaking with you jungwon. congrats on such a good race and i wish you the best in austria."

"will you be interviewing me next week?" jungwon asked, with no intention of walking away from this conversation quite yet. his head tilted to the side a little with his brown eyes staring into yours.

"um, most likely."

"i look forward to speaking with you again, y/n." he gave you a wink as a farewell leaving you as a fumbled mess in the media pen. before you could bring yourself to leave the paddock you invited yourself to his driver's room to accept the dinner date offer.

© JPNRIIKICORE, 2024

[vivvangel]

2:29 AM — park sunghoon.

warnings: fem reader intended, slight corruption kink, dumbification almost(??), fingering (f receiving), eating reader out, use of nicknames for reader such as 'pretty', 'angel', strong language, lower case intended, dom!sunghoon, sub!reader. minors dni.

"fuck.. hoon— oh god, oh fuck—" you cursed out loudly as his tongue was flicking in and out your hole and over your sensitive bud. "mhm? such a pretty girl but such a dirty fucking mouth" hoon chuckles against your core, sending vibrations all throughout your body. "hoon–! please.. please im sorry please keep going" you said out, pleading him not to stop like all the guys in the past who stopped right before you were about to cum. your pleading makes hoon smirk, "my perfect angel, so polite, so innocent, what a good girl— mhmm, you taste so good, baby". you moan out more because of his words,,

"gonna fucking ruin you, baby. you want that, huh? what my cock that badly, angel?—" sunghoon looks up at you as he slides a finger in,

and holy shit, does he regret not looking at you before. you looked even better than you tasted— nose slightly scrunched up as your mouth was shaped like an 'o', making the prettiest sounds he's ever heard. he adds another finger, and sees your face in pure bliss. he's seen this several times but it catches him off guard everytime, you're so beautiful, so fucking perfect.

"my angel, so pretty"

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧ do not copy, translate, or repost my work without credit | @vivvangel, 2023

[sunoksunny]

enhypen texts when they ask you on a date

enhypen texts when they ask you on a date<3

genre: fluff, a bit of humor

warnings: cursing, pet names (darling, angel, babe, my love)

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[saturnznct]

bad dream | psh

➸ word count; 425 words

➸ eunhye - aged 3, hyesun - in the womb lol

➸ warning(s); none

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‘Dada?’ 

Sunghoon wakes with the feeling of a tiny hand prodding him in the back. He groans, removing his arm from around you to roll over and rub his eyes.

‘Wha?’ 

‘Daddy,’ Eunhye sniffs, and Sunghoon’s is instantly wide awake at the realisation that his toddler was crying.

‘Sweetheart, what’s wrong?’ he swings his legs around to sit on the edge of the bed, ‘come on, let’s go.’

He lifts Eunhye into his arms and walks her back to her bedroom, sitting on her own bed and holding her in his lap.

‘What’s the matter angel?’ Sunghoon cradles her head in his chest, brushing his fingers through her black hair.

‘H-had a bad dream,’ she cries.

‘Oh no baby, what happened?’

‘There-there was a monster, daddy.’

‘A monster?’

‘Mhm.’

Sunghoon pouts, chest aching at the sight of his baby girl’s red face and puffy eyes.

‘You know monsters can’t hurt you here,’ he begins to gently rock her, ‘remember I told you that I’d banished all the monsters from the house? That if they try to come through the door they’ll melt into glitter?’

‘The one in my dream was in my bedroom,’ Eunhye breaks down into a fresh wave of sobs.

‘Well, you know what makes dreams dreams?’

‘What?’

‘They’re not real,’ Sunghoon rests his nose against her head, ‘its all in your head, baby.’

‘The monster isn’t real?’

‘No, sweetheart,’ he kisses her head, ‘it’s not real. And if a monster ever made its way into your room, mummy/mommy and daddy will come in and slay him.’

‘Okay,’ Eunhye whispers, and the tears stop falling.

‘Good girl,’ Sunghoon wipes away the remaining tears with his thumbs, ‘let’s go back to sleep, okay?’

He tucks Eunhye back into bed, kissing her forehead.

‘Daddy?’ She asks, just as he adjusts the setting of her nightlight.

‘Yeah?’

‘Will you protect the baby from the monsters too?’

Sunghoon smiles, ‘of course. I’ll protect all three of you from everything.’

Eunhye is quiet for a moment, reassured by his answer.

‘Good night Hye. I love you.’

‘Love you too Daddy.’

Sunghoon leaves her door slightly ajar and makes his way back to your bedroom, crawling into bed beside you and snaking his arm around you to rest on your large bump. Under his hand, he feels your second baby girl squirming around inside you. He grins.

‘She ok?’ you mumble, awoken by these sudden movements.

‘Had a bad dream. She’s fine now.’

You sigh, humming in acknowledgement, ‘you’re the best dada.’

‘I do it all for you three.’

[sadnightforus]

ex!sunghoon who you have an on and off relationship with since your high school days and you can’t seem to let each other go, even in college. Your friends are visibly annoyed at how you wouldn’t drop him every time you complained to them, saying that you’ll definitely drop him because all you guys did was destroy each other but you never seem to do as you said anyway. 

ex!sunghoon who becomes your sneaky link and who lets you stay over at his place and vice versa. But every time that happens, you think he’s lingering into your life like a ghost because there’s no trace of the Park Sunghoon you used to know anymore, who is soundly sleeping next to you. 

ex!sunghoon who always says that he’s no good for you and you both are aware that the relationship drags on longer than necessary. It has become to the point that you both are unsure of where you’re standing at this particular point of your relationship with him. 

ex!sunghoon who always claims you’re too emotional but it’s not your fault that you never have a stable relationship with anybody beside him and you showed your vulnerability (part of the reason why you still keep him around). You know you’re tugging at his sleeve and you wear your heart out proudly, but you don’t want to lose the only romantic lover who knows you inside and out. 

ex!sunghoon who always has sad eyes and everything he said is a blatant lie that he whispers into your ears to get away with his wrongdoings but you cast it aside because you love the pain and you’re addicted to this cycle of the torturing love you both share. 

ex!sunghoon who kisses you like you mean something once you both are alone and you could’ve mistaken the intimacy as his confession of his real affection that comes true, but he’s too quick to tell you goodbye once you both are done for the day and left his place, feeling more hollow and emptier each time you did just that. 

ex!sunghoon who knows that what you’re doing is practically self destructive and both self harm but he doesn’t stop you. It feels as good for you as it does for him, but it also kills him that your presence will never hold a long longevity, which is something he wanted from you. He knows that you just need someone who knows you so sickeningly well that you don’t need to explain yourself, while preparing that one day you’ll no longer be in his life anymore. 

ex!sunghoon who is aware that your love will never be permanent and he knows you’re gonna leave. But he’ll let you do as you pleased, until you’re finally snapped and walk out on him, even if it hurts him and he wishes he can say ‘I love you’ to you. 

COPYRIGHTED BY SADNIGHTFORUS, 2024

A/N: the quickest thing I’ve ever written in my entire life. reblogs, comments and likes are appreciated!

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a d m i s t o f c h a o s .

pairing: idol!jungwon × afab!reader | deliberately lowercased.

word count: 3,872 words

synopsis: you were just an ordinary student living a not so ordinary life and also a fangirl of a kpop idol boy group named "enhypen". you were just living your boring life ever since summer vacation had started. then suddenly; your so called 'idols' suddenly showed up in your place.

genre: idol au (?), angst, comfort, fluff

warnings: mentions of past traumas, rape, touching, cheating, rebel, sickness, crying, sobbing, kissing, and more ! (lmk)

author's note: hellooo! this is my first time writing here and i wrote this story based in my dream ㅠㅠ, it may not be exactly the same as what i've dreamed of because i changed few things in the story, cuz ya know that dreams can be a little bewildering and things were just convoluted in there. so yea, hope you enjoy reading and please like and reblog this, pretty please? >_<

ever since vacation has started, all you did was to stay up all night, watch tiktoks, reels, read, draw, eat, and sleep. very typical for an ordinary person who've anxiety interacting with people. aside from those things people says 'boring', you also spend your time stanning enhypen. voting on the awards they participated in, watching their contents, and basically supporting and loving them. you sometimes go biking around your neighborhood with your friend for productivity and simply to be free just for a moment, cause life's not very considerate when it comes to you.

your family runs a sports tailoring shop in the city and there where your family stays. the first floor is where the shop is and the second floor is where you guys sleep. actually, your family have a house, but it's quite far from where the lives of people were running so your parents decided to just stay in the shop so it can be convenient for all.

aside from that, you may have a very tortuous and unique siblings. you are the youngest child in your family, two older brothers and a sister. accordingly, you have an eldest brother who is already married and had a daughter, your sister who is also married and had two sons, a brother who's a year older and just got over a breakup, and there you are; a girl who is obsessed with seven men who doesn't know you (?) and never been in a relationship.

when you were a little, everything seems to go well. of course, you were just a child, they were going to keep things from you because firstly, you won't really gonna understand, secondly; to prevent you from hurting, or so you thought? but then pandemic hits, and nearly all things changed. the kid who's just a kid abruptly has to face affliction, distress, adversity, suffering, misfortune, and sorts of hardships. you were just a kid, a kid who didn't do anything to deserve those... and that experiences, made you different. someone they don't really know, even you yourself at some times don't know who you really are. no one to talk to about what's happening deep down there in your life cause you're afraid they'll judged you, but even if not, they were busy worrying about their own problems. apart from that, you're not a very open person when it comes to problem matter. moreover for almost infinite disasters you've faced and facing, you thought you were just going to be stuck in that place forever, but then you find not just some to escape the admist of chaos in your life. enhypen, a group of men who saves you, made you strong and brave through their motivations, story, and songs.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .

after a long physically and mentally exhausting day, you hurriedly cleaned up and hopped on your bed at the top in the bunk bed you and your brother shared. you decided to draw on your sketchbook since you're bored so you took out your phone and find inspiration on pinterest. laying whilst scrolling, you find a drawing of jungwon; a kpop idol you adore and love deeply and find solace of. that catches your interest so you click it and eventually, you decided to draw him. while you're in the middle drawing him, the sleepiness inside you suddenly awoken so you put down your mechanical pencil and doze off, the left side of your face on the top of your right hand while laying flat on your stomach.

you got woken up by the noises downstairs so you decided to go down and check why is it so noisy, you didn't fully go down, just a few steps from the door of the second floor. and just to see the tall men sitting in the seating area of the shop. you rubbed your eyes and go down a few steps more, you were nonplussed by what you see. so you tried to rubbed your eyes more harshly, and when that didn't work, you slap yourself hard enough reasoning for the people downstairs to notice you.

"aww, that hurts," you said to yourself and looked at them again. it hit you, you aren't hallucinating. so you hurriedly go back and lie down on your bed. "what the actual freak?!" you mutter. then someone pulled the curtain that covers you and your bed. "y/n, why won't you go down? they are waiting for you," your mom says. "is that really enhypen?!" said you and scratches your head. "does it look like you're dreaming? take a shower and get dressed so you won't look like a beggar, they have been waiting for you," she says and leaves you.

turmoil still lingers but you did what your mother told you to do. you wear a white shirt with an oversized plaid fannel shirt and a jeans that matches your outfit. as you go downstairs, their attention went on you. you immediately go to the corner where they can't see much of you, looking down straight away. "hey, y/n, don't be bashful. we won't bite," you look up and see jay smiling at you but agitatedly look down. "we came here for you so if you don't come here, our efforts just to see you will end in nothing," heeseung says in a gentle tone but with a jot of irony. feeling fensive, you unconfidently walk towards them eyes stuck on the floor. as you got closer to them and stands still like a statue,

a hand grab yours and drags you to sit beside them. you can tell whose hand is it by just looking at it through your line of site. you know that hand too well to know whose is it. looking at the owner of the hand, you know yourself you're right. it's his hand, the hand of the person who gives you comfort, you can feel him, it's jungwons hand. you looked at him with awe, reverence, hero worship, fondness, tenderness, intimacy, warmth, and you name it. all sorts of love and adornments while you scrutinize over him. he's such an eyesome. no words could describe how you feel at this moment. "it's nice to see you, y/n," he says and flash a smile that shows his dimple. oh you swear to the ones above, it's so surreal.

you smiled back but then again, realization smacks at you, "w-what are you guys doing here?" you said while looking around confused. "that doesn't matter why we're here, what matter's we're here... for you," jake glance and grins at you. you look at them one by one because no matter what process you do in your mind you can't match the puzzles of why they're here. "y/n, don't think too much about why we're here, we don't want to stress you out, hmm?" ni-ki says to make you calm down. you agreed, you don't want to stress yourself about the complexities that are happening right now. the salient here is to make the most of the moment that are here now, right?

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .

following the haywire circumstances, enhypen asks you what you wanted to do for the day, you can't think of anything because you don't actually do anything sensible every day since the vacation had commenced. hence, all you could think of is... riding a bike?? (what?)

"you sure you want... to ride a bike?" sunghoon said while scratching the back of his head. he didn't expect you to take them for a bike ride because honestly, he expected something bigger. but of course, as a boring human being you are, that's something big you could think of. and besides, you don't want to ask something materialistic to them, that'll be too much you think. "yeah, this is all i could think of at this moment, i'm so sorry if i disappointed you guys," saying that, you smiled bitterly at them. "n-no, i didn't mean anything by that–", "don't mind him, y/n, he really wants to ride a bike and he's just too perplexed to see you," sunoo interrupted sunghoon then grabs your hand to get the bikes for the both of you.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .

what all you did for today was roamed around your town, and when every single one of you were tired, you thought of having a mini picnic for a while by the river where there weren't many people as per the sunset's gradually showing out. after that you thought of inviting them to the fair with you, as it's getting dark; the rides and playgrounds there will be lit up and and little by little, people started going there to wander around. you all enjoyed going there, you played different games like shooting the ball, darts, and so on. heeseung and jay won a teddy bear and they gave it to you, saying it was a remembrance. y'all also ride different types of rides such as the vikings, mini roller coaster, horror train where others told you they weren't scared but when y'all got inside they screamed their lungs out, and more rides. of course when some were hungry each of you decided to eat, you ate dinner there since there were many choices and places to eat.

you can't help but to be amused by this moments with them, even though it's not vain, it's ecstatic.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .

after a long magical exhausting day with them, they insisted you come with them to spend the night at the condominium they rented so they could still spend time with you, you have no idea why your family agreed to that but they did. you all managed to watch the movie because you weren't sleepy yet.

while watching, "do you think this will be the finale?" said sunoo abruptly.

despondency etched on his face. you couldn't help but to be stupefied looking at the big screen. "guess everything doesn't lasts forever..." ni-ki answered deeply. it makes you think, that what if, after all the convival you spent together, will it end just like that?

does joy doesn't take long to fade when it comes to you?

you smiled, but the pain is etched in your smiles. nothing lasts forever. forever is a lie. all we have is what's between hello and goodbye. yeah, that's right. forever is not in the vocabulary of the ones above when it comes to you. it's waggish, very very.

tears coming from your eyes, "ey c'mon! it's just a movie, don't fall that easily!" sunghoon says but he's also tearing up. "that's right. of course there's forever. that's not just where forever revoles," jungwon replied and looks at you while you wipe your tears. "okay, okay, let's go to sleep, maybe y'all cry again later," heeseung says and laughs slightly. y'all stand up.

"so... y/n, goodnight?" jake said. "hmm, i guess. goodnight?" you replied. you hugged them one by one, and when you hugged them all except jungwon, you looked at him with bit doubt, nervous to hug him. he gave you an assurance look and take your wrist. then he place it on his back as he places his on your waist. at that moment all you feel is alleviation and solace. you deepen the hug by putting your other hand on his back and he did that as well. after a moment, both of you break the hug and didn't say anything.

"now, let's sleep. goodnight sweetie y/n, see ya?" jake said while yawning, they bid goodbye and went to their rooms so you went in to yours too.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .

since you entered your room, you tried to sleep but no matter what position you took you couldn't fall asleep. because you had nothing to do, you remembered that the condominium has a balcony in the living room where you watched earlier so you thought of going there.

when you got there you saw the glass door was slightly open in the middle, there was a little air coming in causing the curtains to sway a little. you approached it and opened it, there you saw the lights coming from the city and some lights that were on from another condominium. the wind brushes over you. you can also see the pool at the bottom without people cause it's already dark, what caught your attention was the big moon focused on you, the moon is full, and its light is strange along with some shining stars. the moon also works as another ambient light.

you sat on the corner of the balcony and hugged your knees feeling the breeze. all of a sudden, you zoned out looking at the big round moon in front you. you can't help but to shed tears. everything you've been through comes back to you like strike of lightning. all of the suffering returns like a ghost. with everything you've been through, you've handled it, you've been able to handle it on your own. but no matter what you do, they never let you go, the problem's always there, you're like a prey that they keep coming back to hunt. and now you look like a crying child who's sobbing her heart out.

"y/n..." a worried voice called out to you. startled, you wiped your tears and stood up to see who it was. "jungwon–w-what are you doing here?" you swallowed when you said that. "i-i was just going to get some water but then i saw the door was slightly open so i looked to see if anyone is here" he said and also swallowed his own saliva. "a-are you okay?" he looks at you concerned but you just ignored it. "ha... i'm just venting here, i can't sleep–", "you know you can tell me anything, right?" he approached you a little causing you to suddenly get panicked. "h-huh? d-don't worry about me, i'm totally fine–" next thing you knew, he's hugging you.

"even if you say you're fine, i feel like you're not. you can admit that to me, i understand you. and if not, i will understand you… i will try to."

and when he said that, the tears that you'd been holding back since he arrived just plunged. and now, you're a crying mess on his chest. "you can tell me everything, i will listen." as he said stroking your hair. after a few moments of silence and all could hear was your sobbing, you decided to tell a him everything.

"i-i was just a kid... w-when, all the disasters happened..." you start. "at a young age, at a young age i witnessed my mom being hurt because of my father... not physically but i know in her heart, she was hurting... ever since my mom went abroad to support my older siblings, that's when my fater cheated... me and my other older brother were not there yet, so my eldest brother and sister are the ones who e-experienced the suffering from my dad. the worst of the hardships they suffered because my shameless father took in his mistress in our home. took almost every furniture so my older siblings find it hard to survive, almost all of our equipment ended up in his mistress..." you explained.

"but you know what hurts? he touched my freaking sister w-while mom was not there. you know? not only that, apart from some of his attachments, he had a c-child with his other mistresses." i cried while holding his shirt on his chest. "he took drugs, became a drunkard, a womanizer. i grew up witnessing and knowing them because my mother made me aware. and... a-and when the pandemic came... that's when i collapsed like a cliff... i was just sleeping... i'm still young, still young. i woke up to find him on top of me, rubbing his body against me."

there your crying got louder and louder. jungwon didn't say anything even though he was shocked by what you said, instead he hugged you tighter to ease what you're feeling. "i t-told that to my m-mom, she said... she said we she's going to make my dad go to jail, b-but, but it didn't happen... now, now w-we are still living with him under the same roof."

"because of him my life is ruined... j-jungwon, my life is ruined because of him. i don't know how to move forward. because every time i see him, everything comes back... everything. everything i used to do changed. i'm also afraid to wear short clothes, afraid getting close to m-men. then... other than that, various things happened between me and my family... jungw-won, i'm so tired and i don't i know what to do... i don't know how to resolve it." you pulled your hair and continued to cry.

"j-just after those, something... s-something happened with me and my brother. it was also night and i was sleeping peacefully... when i felt my brother behind me and was hugging me... i don't know if it's because of my trauma that am I so s-scared but i feel that he's touching me, i-i told that to my mom again but she just ignored it, she said it's normal for siblings... i know, maybe, but i'm not used to it... only you guys make me feel comfortable... especially y-you. then b-because of that, i thought of running away, they didn't know where i went, they called me by the phone... but i d-didn't answer. t-the river we went to? there was i went, t-they didn't know that place. but because i-i was afraid that if something happens to my mom while she's finding me, so i said i was there, i told my m-mom and she went to see me. she cried, and i didn't mean to make her cry but i want to go away, i want to leave to feel the freedom i've been longing. i don't want to hurt them, i didn't want them to think i'm a rebel, but what can i d-do... that's when i also realized that my sister became a rebel because of what happened to her... n-now, that's not just the only problem i'm having..."

"we're financially unstable and mom is getting old, m-my side line job is not enough to support my c-collage... mom is s-sick, but i can't do anything, i-i want to help her, treat her. b-but i was raised not to be able to express feelings and c-care. i want to h-help her but i just can't. i want to fin-ish my studies but it's hard if we're short on money a-and mom's income is just enough for daily expenses. h-how can i help her in the future if I'm not sure if i have a future. jungwon, i'm s-so tired... i don't know anymore..." your tears didn't have time to dry because they kept flowing.

after you told your story there was huge silence, jungwon just let you cry and pour out your feelings. after what you've said he didn't feel any disgust, irritation, or anything else. he tried to understood you, and even if he didn't feel what you were feeling he understood you. he's there for you, that's the least he's done and could do for you. to be there for you and be your companion thru these tears.

when you calmed down you let go of the hug and looked at him. "thank you, thank you for listening and for not letting me feel my story's nonsense. and for trying to understand me. i am very grateful to you, jungwon." i smiled at him and he wiped my tears.

he smiled back. "shh... i'm here because i want to be the person you can lean on." he holds your right hand and kissed it. at this moment you really know thay he's your solace, a person who you find comfort to. a person who you can tell everything without judgment. a person who try to understand you. a person who's your everything. you love him, so so damn much.

he hugged you once again and broke the hug. you were surprised when he suddenly brought out a box and opened it infront of you. "a necklace?" asked you, he nodded and took it out the box. "i want you to keep this for me. this will serve as your protection whenever I'm not around and whenever you need someone to be with you in what you're going through and what you've been through." he looked at you and slowly attached the necklace. he couldn't help but to smile at the sight of you. you're gorgeous.

he then puts his hands to your cheecks comes closer a bit. "can i?" he asked, asking for assurance.

you nodded, and there he slowly brings his face closer to you until there's no space. he kissed you so gently as if you're something so pure to him and he didn't want to hurt. he kissed you without sexual desire, just full benevolent and endearment. you feel at cloud nine. he then removed his hand from your cheeks and placed it on your waist as you placed your hands on his neck. the kiss deepened and... and... what?...

"y/n, wake up! prof. kim's mad!" said the voice near you. huh? because you haven't woken up and that person shook you. "oh come on, y/n. do you want to be put in detention?" it mutter. when you didn't respond, the person in front speaks loud, "ms. y/n why are you sleeping in my class?!"

you got irritated so you replied loudly, "what?!" the person who tried to wake you up is rather shocked and so is the other students.

"that's it, ms. y/n to the principals office after class. you're already sleeping in my class and now you have the face to scream like that." the professor says who happens to be mr. kim. you looked at the person next to you and saw your best friend. it looks at you like a ghost.

it was all just a dream? wtf?

after the class, apologized to your best friend for how you've acted and immediately packed your things to head to the principals office, when you open your bag you saw a teddy bear you swore wasn't there. "did you put this here?" you asked your best friend who's also packing her stuff.

"no? why would i put that there?" she replied. "maybe you have an admirer," you just look at her confused then suddenly you remember from your dream that you did go to a fair and two people gave a teddy bear to you, it's exactly the same teddy in your dream. then again, you remembered the necklace so you look at them in your bag but there's nothing to be found.

you almost jumped out of your body when you realized that there was a glowing pendant around your neck so you touched it.

"nice necklace, where did you get that?" your best friend asks, and from that moment you became a cement. how can these things be here if you never had anything like this...

could it be real?... isn't that just a dream?

[jaeyunverse]

the 24-hour dating challenge (teaser)

PAIRING(S) | park sunghoon x fem!reader

GENRE(S) | fluff, crack, mutual pining, best friends to lovers, influencer au (?)

EST. WORD COUNT | around 5k

WARNING(S) | profanity, hoon is a loser and down bad, mc is painfully dense + all warnings to be added in the full fic!

SUMMARY | being a famous youtuber isn’t easy, especially when you have to constantly come up with new ideas to keep your audience entertained. and this time, your viewers want you to date park sunghoon, your best friend of nearly a decade, for the entirety of 24 hours.

TAGLIST | @blank-velvet @soobisms @justalildumpling @xharisrealm @skzenhalove @alicesolengg @yenqa @geombyu @tika-writes-lol @jlheon @haknom @useraerin @hooniessslvrss @flwrshee @rikisly @tobiosbbyghorl @wonkivrse @heeflrs @bambithia @iea-tsand @chaechae-23 @en-dazed @jayfrvr @h-hazwie @moonlighthoon @justanotherkpopstanlol @sseastar-main @seongclb @shoyotime @gerianne @iadorethemskz @sieuneo @hoon0logy @luvistqrzzz @sucrosxi @lzux1 @t4kalcvr @nes-caf @odxrilove @trippy-dejun @arizejkt19 @xuimhao @vizstars @enhacatalog send an ask/comment if u wish!

AUTHOR’S NOTE | I AM COMING BACK!!!!!! (kinda. maybe. idk i get ahead of myself a lot LOL) finals are finallyyyy over and i have some time to write this week so i’ve started this old wip of mine! it’s going to be pretty short and sweet so i’ll hopefully be able to follow through on this teaser but no promises haha :)) i hope u look forward to this fic! inspired by h.j evelyn (♡)

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“Your followers want me to do what?” 

Sunghoon was positive he’d misheard you. However, part of him hoped you’d confirm the life-altering information you’d casually uttered without even bothering to look away from the TV screen. 

“Hoon!” you exclaimed, your fingers aggressively moving about the gaming console. “Oh, my God, they’re coming after me! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK—” you screeched— “Nonononono I can’t take them by myself! You testicle-guzzling cocksucker, why did you die when I needed you the most?!” 

Sunghoon watched you struggle warily. Your leg was bouncing with anxiety and your eyes bulging out of their sockets. He wasn’t entirely sure you were breathing. Beads of sweat were clinging to your forehead and your face was scrunched up in a weird, constipated expression. 

There was a good chance you’d utter fouler insults if he disturbed you while playing, but he couldn’t stop himself from broaching the subject. “Are we just going to pretend you didn’t say the thing you just said?” 

“The thing about you being a testicle-guzzling cocksucker?” you gritted. “No.”

Sunghoon rolled his eyes. “The thing about your followers wanting us to date for a video.” 

For a few moments, you didn’t deign to acknowledge him. Then, as if a switch inside you had flipped, you pulled the TV’s plug and turned to face him. “Would it be weird?” 

Wow. Okay, Sunghoon mused. I think it would be a fantastic idea and a dream come true, but I don’t trust myself around you. Even as a mere friend.  

However, instead of voicing his thoughts, the boy simply shrugged. “I don’t know. We’ve been friends for several years now. I’m a regular on your YouTube channel and I think your fans are aware of the dynamics of our relationship. What do they mean when they say they want us to date? Physical intimacy aside, we already do everything couples do.” 

“I think they want us to be romantic,” you admitted. “Go on a date, hold hands, cross some lines.”

“Cross some lines?” Sunghoon raised an eyebrow, the corner of his lip curling in a smirk. “Is this you speaking or your subscribers?”

Groaning in exasperation, you shoved his shoulder. He fell back on the couch, laughing. “Shut up, dickface! You know I’ve been swamped this semester. My influencer gig has been seriously lacking. I need to step up—do what they want me to do. Besides, we only have to be girlfriend and boyfriend for 24 hours. It’s really not that big a deal. Are you in or not?”

Sunghoon took a few seconds to mull over your words. Sure, he would love to be your boyfriend for 24 hours. As long as his fantasies were brought to reality, he didn’t care if the whole relationship was fake and short-lived. 

For far too long, he’d pined after you. He thought he was doing an excellent job at hiding his feelings, but then you decided to make vlogs for fun. That’s when shit truly went downhill. 

Within a few years, you’d amassed a following of over 5 million on YouTube and 3 million on Instagram. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say you’d become somewhat of a local celebrity.  

Being one of your closest friends, Sunghoon was often featured in your videos. Initially, he’d baulked at the idea of being filmed, but you’d worked your magic on him. The boy soon found himself being comfortable around cameras. 

Even though Sunghoon never started his own YouTube channel, his popularity grew along with yours. His Instagram had garnered over two million followers, and courtesy of his good looks and attractive physique, he’d been offered a bunch of brand deals too.

You’d scowled at how far Sunghoon’s pretty privilege had gotten him. While you busted your ass coming up with unique ideas and editing your videos to perfection, all he needed to do was show up. 

What you didn’t know, though, was that part of the reason he’d become a heartthrob among the youth was you. 

You might have been dumb and blind, but your followers certainly were not. They’d realised how Sunghoon looked at you—his eyes always twinkled and a fond smile automatically adorned his lips whenever he caught sight of you. 

To add to that, your fans had pointed out habits he didn’t even know he possessed. For example: idly braiding your strands; bringing you snacks whenever he swung by your apartment; saying hey, sunshine and giving you a side hug by way of greeting; disguising his compliments as insults. 

The list was very long.

They’d noticed the elastic he kept around his wrist at all times too—it was one of the two you’d used to tie his hair into little ponytails because you were convinced you could transform him into Boo from Monsters, Inc.   

Sunghoon himself had forgotten the reason he wore the elastic around his wrist. All he knew was that it was yours and it felt right. But when he read the comments obsessing about it, he rushed to watch the video your fans were referring to. 

And damn, they were right. 

Sunghoon didn’t know if you’d seen the comments your fans regularly left on your various social media pages. You’d never mentioned anything about the community calling you “couple goals,” and he was too much of a coward to inquire if you were aware. 

It was infuriating to know how transparent he was. Sunghoon wished he’d never gotten used to the camera and let slip his true self. 

Perhaps this was the cost of gaining the boyfriend material label—his unrequited feelings exposed for the entire world to see. 

Sunghoon would never admit it, but he’d spent the better part of a day reporting everyone who’d shipped him with you. The entire incident had truly made him go off the rails. 

However, today’s revelation was unexpected. It was an opportunity. A chance to experience something he’d desired for many years. Suddenly, he found himself thanking those busybodies online instead of cussing them out for being ridiculously invested in his love life.

Sunghoon knew saying yes to your proposition would bite him in the ass later on. He knew he’d crave more of you once he got a taste of being your boyfriend, and giving this fake relationship a shot would definitely make it harder for him to get over you in the future. He knew he was a massive idiot for willingly indulging in impending heartbreak, but he could always cross that bridge when he came to it.  

“Okay,” he said, meeting your gaze. “I’m in.”  

[io6nha]

texts (and posts) with bf!sunghoon

ぬ̳ ‣ PAIRING ♡% !ㅤㅤbf ! sunghoon x gf ! reader

ぬ̳ ‣ GENRE ♡% !ㅤㅤfluff, crack, non idol au, college au, established relationship

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[haoreo]

[12:48AM]

“if a giraffe were to wear a bow tie, would he wear it on the base of his neck or at the top?” you asked, your voice piercing through the darkness of your shared bedroom with jay.

“love. please, can we go to sleep?” jay grumbled in reply.

immediately, you turned to look at jay. looking at his tired features, you felt guilty, though you couldn’t really help that you had such a hard time sleeping.

“well how about a dog. how would a dog wear pants?” you asked, genuinely curious for his opinion.

jay replied with silence, because maybe you would surrender if you thought he fell asleep already.

but of course you didn’t!

“loooove, i know you’re still awake” you whined, snuggling into his neck.

“if i give you one kiss, will you go to sleep?” his voice muffled in your hair.

“higher,” you teased as you look into his eyes.

“three kisses,” he offered.

“five, final answer,” you said in triumph.

“okay,” he mumbled as he reached for your face.

first your forehead. then one on each cheek. then your chin, weirdly enough.

with the last one on your lips of course, lasting longer than the others.

[jpnriikicore]

── spider-boy man*

paring visualarts!college!spider-man!ni-ki x journalist!intern!reader, word count 695, genre fluff, ( masterlist )

nishimura riki, you’ve seen him around campus before. even attending a few classes together. the only interaction you’ve had before was him wanting to borrow a pencil that you never got back and when he asked to copy your notes. he normally was alone with a quiet demeanor. not wanting to draw much attention to himself. you have observed that he wore headphones on a daily and had a knack for drawing the most exquisite alluring drawings during class instead of paying attention to the professor. he was incredibly talent in that department. visual arts major was the right choice for him. you knew one day the art would be hung in museums and sold for thousands of dollars - even millions. one day he’s art would have glass around the painting to protect and preserve the beauty.

you’re currently stuck in a predicament. you would typically go up the stairs, but it was blocked off as constructors were redoing the stairs to become more stable as the original ones were placed were just temporary. you didn’t dislike elevators, you hated them. you have a rational fear of them.

as it was the only option to speak to your peers about your latest journalism piece that was published on spider-man. you pushed the button for the elevator. your mary jane’s nervously clicking on the marble floor as you bounced your leg up and down. your teeth nibbling at your bottom lip out of nervousness. attempting to prepare yourself for your peer's constructive criticism. you became an intern after you got good word from a close friend, yang jungwon. once the doors opened you stepped in hitting the button to lift you to the sixth floor.

a fateful afternoon, as riki swung through the cityscape of seoul, you find yourself in a perilous situation, trapped high above the city streets in a malfunctioning elevator that was bound to fall with the cord thinner every second.

racing to the scene, he found that it was you that is the one in danger. tears willed in your eyes and panic is written all over your features. you’ve made yourself as small as possible and shoved over in a corner of the elevator. he never wanted to see you in that kind of situation ever again. after overhearing a conversation with your friend, mei, he knew you didn’t do good with elevators always purposely avoiding them as much as you possibly can afraid to be in the position you are currently in. without hesitation, riki swung into action, and his familiar red and blue suit through the glass doors have you a sense of hope. with his quick thinking and web-slinging skills, his spider-sense guiding his every move as he forces the doors in opposite directions with his strength getting an opening enough to slide in the elevator shaft. he shot out a web forcing you to stumble closer to him with a yelp. his arm wraps around your waist for stability as free falls with you clinging onto him. he smiles underneath his mask with butterflies fluttering in his stomach at the mere fact he had the girl he’s been pinning over so close to him.

after gently setting you down on solid ground, he checks to make sure you're okay, his voice filled with concern. his fingertips lifting your arm to ensure that you didn’t get injured. his hand rests on your shoulder as he ducks his head down to have his eyes meeting yours through the lenses of his mask.

"are you alright?" he asks, his heroism leaving you in awe. you nodded your head in response still shaken up about the whole ordeal.

his hands work on lifting his mask a little above his nose. the mole on his chin is strikingly similar. riki introduced himself with a reassuring boxy smile. grateful for his bravery, you thanked him and bowed at a fifteen degree profusely.

you’ve had your suspicions that nishimura riki was spider-man with all of the occasional disappearances and peculiar excuses of why he was late to classes. now you’re the only one protecting his secret identity and double life.

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