wemalyri

[wemalyri]

A PARTY TO REMEMBER

pairing: vampire!heeseung x fem!reader genre: friends to lovers, smut, pwp, Decelis Academy au warnings: smut content, drinking, kissing, ass grabbing, bitting, tit sucking, nipple play, dirty talking, oral (f.reciving), pussy slapping, fingering, big dick hee, blood, vampire stuff, unprotected sex (don’t do this guys), a bit of chocking, cum eating. want to keep reading? click here ⬇️

YOU’RE INVITED TO OUT BLOODY BIRTHDAY PARTY.

“Y/N, wait a second!” a voice exclaimed behind you, you turned around, seeing the familiar face of the boy who you were very used to see every day at the Academy.

“Heeseung, hi. Is everything okay?” you asked with a small smile on your face, your heart staring to pump faster as the boy came closer to you.

Heeseung was a very handsome and popular boy at your Academy. He and his group of friends Jake, Jay, Sunghoon, Sunoo, Jungwon and Ni-ki were known for their mysterious appearance and charming personality.

“Yeah, yeah.” he said. “I just wanted to give you this…”

Heeseung took a out of his backpack a piece of paper that seemed like a card, he gave it to you, a dark blue piece of paper that had written on the front “An Invitation To Our Bloody Birthday Party, To: Y/N.”

“Oh, thanks, Hee. I knew your birthday was coming up but I didn’t knew you were throwing a party.” he chuckled.

“Yeah, we decided that we wanted a big birthday this year.”

“We?” you repeated, a confused look in your face.

“Mhm.” he nodded. “Y’know, me and my friends. We all have the same birthday.”

“That’s—that’s an interesting thing to know…” you thought for a moment. “But anyway, thanks for the invitation, Hee.”

“No problem! Friday night, okay? 9pm, try not to be late. The dress code is our uniform… and Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

“Please come, i’m excited to have you there.”

“I’m surely going to be there, don’t worry.” you giggled. “And again, thanks for the invitation.”

“See you Friday night then.” Heeseung waved you goodbye with a smile on his face and continued walking.

You looked down and the invitation on your hands, taking out the white piece of paper that was inside the blue one.

You’re invited to our bloody birthday party.

Sometimes, walking down the deadly path

Without fleeing from death itself

Can give rise to the most wondrous creation

We hope you will be able to come.

Huh, this was a very—very interesting birthday invitation. Bloody Birthday Party? What does that even mean? And the fact that they all have the same birthday, makes the situation even stranger.

Students talked a lot about Heeseung and his friends. Most of the time were good things —most of the time— but the rumor about them going to the forest at night to kill animals and drink their blood, never left the Academy. People made theories about it, maybe they were sick of their mind, maybe they were crazy—even murders. But the craziest of them was the one that said they were all vampires.

Of course you liked Heeseung—and not just in the friendly way. His handsome face and polite manners caught your attention since the first day you met him at the Decelis Academy. He was always kind and friendly to you, who could possibly not fall for him? You also had a good relationship with his friends, Jake and Jay were your chemistry partners at class, Sunghoon was your very first friend at the Academy, you tutored Sunoo and Jungwon a few times for math class, and Ni-ki—well, he hit you on the face with a ball by accident.

ding dong!

You stood in front of the party’s door, loud music pumping from the inside. It was as a dark night, the cold breeze running to your body sending a shiver down to your spine, an unpleasant and uneasy feeling invading your body.

“Y/N, you finally came!” the door opened, revealing a messy hair Heeseung on the inside. His tie was a little bit loose and he had a red cup on his hand, probably de liquor he was drinking.

“Hey.” you smiled. “Sorry for the waiting, I had some work to do…”

“Don’t worry. Come in, come in.” Heeseung stepped aside letting you in, the room was full of people dancing and drinking, there was a disco-ball illuminating with flashing lights the room and everyone seemed to have a good time.

“Follow me, let’s say hello to the other guys.”

Heeseung’s arm wrapped over your shoulder, pulling you closer to him to make sure you wouldn’t lose in the crowd. He took you to the living room, where all his friends were laughing and drinking with each other.

“Hey guys!” Heeseung spoke, gaining the attention of his friends. “Look who finally came…”

“Y/N!” Sunoo exclaimed, raising his arms in excitement.

“Happy birthday you guys!” you pull them all into a tight hug, congratulating them one by one.

“Hey, I remember you.” the youngest of them, Riki, said. “You’re the girl I hit with a ball last week.”

“Yeah…” you answered.

“Sorry about that, nice to finally meet you.” he smiled.

“There’s drinks and food at the kitchen.” Jake said and Sunghoon nodded. “Take whatever you want and have fun.” Jungwon added.

“I’ll get her a drink, see you later boys.”

Heeseung got you out of the conversation with the boys and guided you towards the kitchen. A lot of students were passed out in the couches due to the alcohol in their systems and a few of them were making out in hidden corners of the room.

There were a lot types of drinks in the counter, particularly every single one of them being color red. Maybe this was what the invitation ment with “Bloody Birthday Party.”

“You really got into the theme, huh?” you smirked, speaking as loud as possible for Heeseung to hear you. “Even the drinks look like real blood.”

“I know, right.” he chuckled. “We put a lot of effort in it.”

Heeseung handed you the drink he was making for you, the red substance looking pretty temptress in your hands.

You gave it a sip, the drink actually tasting really good, a mix of strong liquor and something that you couldn’t guess if it was strawberry or watermelon burning down your throat. It tastes good, you thought.

“I’m glad you like it.” the boy said.

“How do you even know I like it?” you spoke back.

“You thought about it.”

“I actually did.” you laughed. “How did you know? It’s actually really, really good.”

“Just a little guess… C’mon, I want to show you something.”

Heeseung took your hand and dragged you through the crowd once again. God, he has been so touchy with you since you came in here. It’s not like you had something planned for tonight to get with Heeseung—it was his birthday party after all—but deep down in your mind you wished for him to make a move.

You started to hear the music and people talking less and less every minute. Heeseung’s hand was still dragging you up the stairs to what seemed the second floor of the house.

“Heeseung, where are we going?” you asked in confusion. why was he keeping you afar from the party?

“To my room.” he simply answered.

“Your—your room?” you stuttered. “But what about the party? You’re the birthday boy, you can’t just leave!”

“Don’t worry about it, Y/N. I just want to show you something. Besides, the other boys are down there.”

“Okay…”

Heeseung opened the door of what appeared to be his room, you entered the unknown space and then he came after you. The bedroom had actually a lot of space, a big bed with a desk on the side, a tv—but what actually caught your attention was the balcony that was illuminated by the moonlight.

“Oh, wow.” you murmured.

You stepped into the balcony, allowing the cold breeze to run through your hair. The view was amazing, the moon and stars were shining bright and you could almost see the entire Academy from here.

“Beautiful view isn’t it?” Heeseung said, standing beside you while admiring the big bright moon.

“Absolutely yes, you’re lucky to have this view every day.”

“Right? I know…”

You were so lost in your own thoughts that you didn’t notice that Heeseung wasn’t looking at the sky anymore, he was actually looking at you.

“What are you looking at?” you chuckled nervously, trying to avoid eye contact at all costs.

“Hmm, just the view.” he smirked.

“Oh, shut up.” you pushed his arm softly. “What is that even supposed to mean?”

“It means I like you.”

Wait—what? Oh god, Heeseung, your crush for the last few months was actually confessing that he liked you.

“I know you like me too.” he smiled.

“Oh yeah? And what makes you so sure about that, huh?”

“Because you…” he paused for a second, getting so close to you in a way that you could feel the heat radiating from his body. “…just thought about how i’ve been your crush for the past months.”

How could he possibly know what you were thinking? First it happened with the drink, now with this—

“How are you reading my mind?” you whispered, your lips so close to his that they were almost touching.

“I know a lot of things, baby.” Heeseung whispered back.

He got even closer to you, almost closing the small amount of distance that was left. His lips brushed against your cheek, sending a jolt of electricity through your body and shivers down your spine. His hands were on your hips, the tension between you two growing stronger second by second.

Heeseung’s lips finally met yours, kissing you in a slowly sensual way as if he was trying to take his time with you. The kiss eventually heated up pretty quickly, the wet smacking sounds and labored breathing was the only thing that could be heard. His tongue entered your mouth, dancing with your own wet muscle who was trying to gain control, of course you failed. Heeseung’s hands went from your hips to your ass, squeezing harshly and provoking a moan from your mouth.

“You’ll let me have you, right?”

He didn’t even need to hear an answer, the way your body was reacting to his touch was as enough green light for him to continue.

Heeseung guided you carefully to the soft mattress of his bed, his lips never leaving yours. His hands started to touch your body, taking off your tie and untying the white Academy Uniform you were wearing. One of his hands cupped your breast, pulling your lacy white bra to the side so he could feel how hard your nipples were starting to get.

“Fuck…” you moaned. Heeseung’s lips went from kissing your lips, to your jaw, to finally meet the soft skin of your neck. He started to suck there, discovering that every inch of your neck was one of your sweet spots.

His lips nipped all over your skin, biting and sucking it in a way that was making you see stars. He bit a particular place that got your eyes rolling at the back of your head, the burning pain of his teeth sinking down your skin adding more pleasure than you were feeling before.

“Auch!” you hissed.

“You like that? You like that baby? Yeah, me too.” he whispered before biting the same spot again.

His hot mouth went down to kiss your collarbone while one of his hands was busy unclasping your bra. He took it completely off, throwing it at one side of the bed, your soft breasts and erect nipples coming out freely.

His hands reached out and started to squeeze your tits, his fingers pinching your nipples as a moan scapes your lips. Heeseung’s swollen lips came to suck on of your nipples, his mouth pulling the flesh as hard as he could. Your back arched, trying to press your chest as close as you could to his mouth. The hot muscle came to your other tit, his tongue flicking your erect nipple while his hand was caressing your other breast.

He traveled a path of kisses from your tits to where you uniform skirt started, you took it off in a quick motion, trying to get some friction in where you need it the most.

“So desperate, huh…” he kissed you inner tights. “Want me to suck your pussy, baby? Want me to make you feel good?”

“Just—stop with the teasing, please.” you begged, your hips bucking up trying to find some sort of relief.

“You really need me, don’t you?” he giggled.

“Heeseung, please.” you groaned in frustration. “Please…”

“Just because you asked it so nicely.”

He took your panties off, his head between your tights as he spread your pussy lips apart. Heeseung finally leaned in, his tongue poking out to lick your clit.

“Fuck!” you gasped.

He began to lick and suck at your clit, his movements becoming stronger as he tried his best to please you. He groaned, the vibrations going directly to your throbbing cunt, his tongue moving roughly against your sensitive flesh. You moaned in pleasure, your hand coming down to his hair trying to push him even closer to you. He sucked and slurped loudly as he devoured your pussy, just like a starved man. One of his fingers came into your hole, stretching you to prepare you for what would be coming in a few minutes. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to climax, your body trembling with anticipation.

“I’m gonna—shit— i think I’m cumming.” your hands grabbed the sheets behind you, searching for some kind of support.

“Taste so fucking good, baby… Just want you to cum in my face.”

His lips went back to your glistening pussy, he buried his face between your legs, his tongue delving deep into your cunt. You allow yourself to let out a load moan, no one would hear you do to the music, anyways. Heeseung’s tongue was swirling around your bundle of nerves and fucking your pussy.

“Cumming.” you nearly managed to say, biting your lip so hard to muffle your moans you could start taste your own blood.

A slap hit your pussy, the mixture of pain and pleasure making the knot in your stomach instantly snap. He continued to suck your pussy through your orgasm, your juices gushing out as he eats you even harder now. The wetness dripping down his chin as you cum all over his face.

“Shit…” Heeseung panted, his head coming up from between your legs. “That was so fucking hot.”

He crawled up until his lips were on top of yours once again, the mix of your lip blood and your own arousal in Heeseung’s mouth making the kiss intoxicated.

“Blood.” Heeseung said, stopping his movements and staring at your lips. You could feel his dark gaze in you, the only source of light was the moon that was illuminating his face.

“What?” you murmured, to lost in his kisses to even care about what he was saying.

“I can taste blood on your lips.” he repeated.

“I’m sorry—I think I bit my lip too hard.”

“Good.”

He captured your lips in a hungrier kiss, his hands went to unbutton his own shirt, throwing it to the side. Your hands touched his chest and his abs, trying to memorize every single inch of his perfect body. You went down, your fingers untangling his belt, both of his arms on the sides of your head.

Heeseung tossed your hands aside, taking down his own pants and boxers, revealing his hard throbbing length. He stroked himself a little, precum dripping down his red tip. He aligned himself to your entrance, pressing his hard cock against your soaking wet pussy. He slowly started thrusting into you, his thick length stretching you so delicious yet so painfully. He could feel your tight cunt stretching around his girth, a groan coming out from his lips.

His dick was sliding deep into your pussy, his movements hard and fast. You moaned, the feeling of his dick deep into you too good to be true. Your tits moving rhythmically with his trusts, bouncing up and down just right into Heeseung’s face. He kissed both of them, biting and sucking into the soft flesh. Tears were starting to come down from your face, your orgasm approaching faster than you expected.

“You can take it, baby. Take my cock, so fucking good, so fucking tight.” he groaned, his thumb cleaning the tears from your cheeks. “You want to cum, huh?”

The only sound coming from your mouth were incoherent mumbles, you were so cock drunk you couldn’t even speak properly.

“Use your words when I speak to you, Y/N.” a particular hard thrust hit your pussy, making you moan like crazy. Heeseung’s hand went to your throat, adding the perfect amount of pressure for you to feel like in cloud nine.

“Fuck— yes! Please, Hee. Please…” you gasped, the lack of oxygen and the tears in your eyes blurring your sight.

“It’s okay, baby. Let it go, okay? Just be a good girl and cum for me.”

His fingers reached around to rub your clit, making you moan even louder as he fucked you senseless.

Your orgasm hit you like a truck, you pussy clenching hard around his dick. Heeseung was still trying to chase his own orgasm, the overstimulation being too much to your poor sensitive body.

“Shit—now i’m gonna cum.” he panted, his thrust becoming sloppier. “Where do you want it?”

“Tits.” you replied.

He pulled out of you, now kneeling at one side of your body right next to your chest. He began to pump himself faster, moans escaping from his pretty lips.

The next thing you could feel was his hot cum ropes touching your chest, you sticked your tongue out, some of the salty fluid getting into your mouth.

Heeseung landed next to you, his arm around your waist and his face in the crook of your neck, both of you still trying to catch your breaths. He left kisses on your shoulder, making you feel save and loved at the same time.

The cute, soft moment didn’t last long, tho. You hissed, shifting a little uncomfortable as you felt Heeseung’s teeth on your neck again.

“Hey, you like biting, don’t you?” you giggled, hands coming to stroke his hair softly.

“It’s a mark.” he spoke. “Now you’re mine.”

“Yours, huh?” you smiled.

“Mhm, yes.”

The coldness of the night hit you in contrast of the hot atmosphere of Heeseung’s room.

It was around 3am on the morning and everyone already left the party. Of course you didn’t want to leave Heeseung’s side, but you had to get back to your dorm before the classes began.

The scenario of Heeseung and you was repeating in your mind like a movie, you smiled to yourself, butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

“Oh, shit.” you said, stopping abruptly your path and remembering that your tie was still missing. I must left it in Heeseung’s room, you thought.

You went back to the house, opening the door and seeing all the mess that was left behind. Surely all the boys were either too drunk or too lazy to clean the place.

You walked to Heeseung’s room, your hand almost touching the door knob when you heard a strange sound come from another door. You froze, maybe one of the boys was still up. What if someone saw you trying to get into Heeseung’s room?

You heard the strange noise again, deciding to leave Heeseung’s room and walk to the other door. You pressed your ear into it, trying to decipher what was causing the sounds you were hearing.

Taking a deep breath you decided to open the door, and you did not expect to see what was happening.

“What the…”

Your eyes widen in surprise. The room was cover in blood, mostly snakes and other type of animals laying dead or in pieces all across the room.

The seven boys looked at you, too perplexed to continue their actions. All of them were also covered in blood. Sunoo, Sunghoon and Heeseung holding a small snake in his hands.

“Y/N.” Heeseung spoke, panic in his voice trying to find an excuse to save himself and the others. “I swear I can explain…”

[wemalyri]

could you do enhypen reaction to ur self harm ?? I loved ur last post

pairing: hyungline!enhypen × gn!reader genre: angst, hurt/comfort warnings: feeling guilty, obv self-harm, brief description of negative feelings and thoughts + personal tw for each member w/c: 640+ a/n: thank you for your request!! sorry that it took me SO long(( (it's been in my drafts since august just so yk :/)e also I did only hyung line I hope you don't mind. I tried to mention and describe different reasons and situations. some members include sad endings and feeling of hopelessness. I know that if you're deep down in this even words of your loved ones might not help. if you have this problem pls remember that you're not alone( take care of yourself properly! also sunghoon one is kinds crazy, sorry for that !!! likes and reposts are welcomed !!!

Heeseung

tw: comparison to others, jealousy, toxic perfectionism

You hadn’t seen each other for a few months. The reason of it was Heeseung’s job. No matter how much he wanted to, he couldn’t stay with you all of the time. Three months of tour felt like eternity. However, it was finally over and now you could see each other again. Heeseung promised you to come over as soon as possible but you didn’t expect him to do it so fast. Forgetting yourself, you ran to the front door and opened it with a bright smile. Heeseung immediately hugged you, holding you tight. His hand held your head, burying your face in his chest. “Gosh I missed you so much…” He inhaled your scent with a loud sound. “You smell like home.”

You playfully giggled and pecked his lips, looking at him. He pulled away to explore your appearance with a smile, but it immediately faded as his gaze fixed on your thighs. “Y/n…” He whispered with fear, not believing his own eyes. 

Upper side of your legs were covered in scars, recent ones. You absolutely forgot to cover them, too excited to meet your boyfriend. 

Yes, Heeseung was perfect for you but that only made your self-esteem worse. You always thought he was too good for you, you never were on the same level. Heeseung wasn’t just an idol, he was a goddamn ‘ace’. Perfect at everything, you never noticed his bad habits, selfish thoughts or actions. He was like an angel fallen from heaven, someone who would never match you. This is what you thought. And when he left on tour you knew he wouldn’t be able to control or see new scars if you left them. Every time you got jealous, you would blame yourself for this feeling, making your mental statement even worse. Negative feelings were too much to handle but you were too embarrassed and ashamed to share them with Heeseung, knowing pretty well that even his sweetest words wouldn’t help you. This is how you found a way to express everything you felt, punishing yourself for not being flawless.

Your eyes looked down, searching for a reason of Heeseung’s worried expression. When you saw your scars, you felt ashamed and guilty. 

“It’s nothing.” you answered, trying to sound casual.

“It doesn’t look like nothing.” Heeseung’s tone of voice was serious. It felt like you had never seen him with such an expression. His eyes met yours and you could see a deep worry and hurt in them. “Why have you done that?..”

You felt guilty. You didn’t want to hurt him with your words but you didn’t want to lie to him at the same time. “I…didn’t feel well.” The reason you named sounded so stupid that a sense of shame washed over you.

Heeseung’s expression didn’t change. It seemed like your words didn’t convince him at all. “You could call me… text me… anything but not that.” 

“I didn’t want to bother you. You have a busy schedule, I don’t want to wear you out even more.” 

“Y/n… It wouldn’t hurt me as much as this.” You went silent for a second, biting your lip.

“I didn’t want to complain to you, okay?” It felt like you didn’t understand each other at all.

“Baby, that’s not complaining when you tell me about your feelings. That’s normal. I’m your boyfriend, you don’t trust me enough to share your thoughts?” You didn’t say anything as tears welled up in your eyes. Heeseung immediately stepped closer, pulling you to him. Your hands wrapped around his waist, holding onto him as the last hope. He pecked your head, whispering. “Tell me when you don’t feel well next time, okay?” You slightly nodded, thinking that maybe it will help you to go through this. At least, you decided to give it a try.

Jay

tw: ED, fatshaming (reader to themselves)

Jay is the best cook you've ever known and everyone always says that they're jealous of your luck. Your boyfriend cooks for you everyday, he never fails to make sure you're eating well even when he's tired. However, for you personally this obsession with good meals never was for the best. Your relationship with your body never was the simplest one and even though Jay and you dated for a while, you managed to hide it from him. However, at the last time something went wrong and your boyfriend started noticing what attitude you actually had to food.

One day you were having a meal at your apartment and of course Jay cooked. Again. Sitting next to your boyfriend, you were picking at food. 

“Is something wrong? You don't like it?” Jay asked, looking at you through his eyelashes with concern. 

“No, everything's fine. Just not hungry.” You managed to say, trying to sound casual. Jay's eyebrows frowned and he pulled chopsticks away. 

“Are you sure? You haven't been eating well lately.” This question suddenly made you annoyed. You didn't want someone to talk about your eating problems, so you tried to change the topic. 

“Just not hungry.” The same words left your mouth and it made Jay confused even more. Something definitely was wrong and he just couldn't understand what exactly. 

“Y/n, I know something is wrong. Don't try to hide it from me.” Jay's tone was serious and it only irritated you even more. 

“I said I was fine!” You striked the table, that made your sleeves of shirt roll up and show off your scars. Jay looked at your wrists and his sight immediately catched those parts of skin you were hiding from him. Fresh scars were relieved for his eyes, blooming on your hands. 

“Y/n, your hands…” Jay spoke quietly in disbelief. Your eyes immediately widened in realization. He saw them.

You rolled down your sleeves, hiding marks of the hatred to your body, eyes looking down.

“How long ago did you make it?” Jay asked seriously, clenching his fists. He didn't hear an answer from you. “Why?..” For a minute that you were staying silent, a lot of different thoughts ran through his head. Weren’t you happy with him? Was he a bad boyfriend? Why did you hide it?

“Jay, it's not your fault.” His flaw of thoughts was ruined by your quiet voice. “It's just… me.”

He absolutely didn't understand. His eyes looked into yours with desire for more explanation. He was begging you to talk about it. 

“I-I don't like myself. My body. And I feel even worse every time you try to feed me. I'm fat. I can't let myself eat that much.”

Of course, he was so stupid all of this time. You had always been eating purely. Once he even noticed you judgingly looking at yourself in the mirror. And he did nothing.

“Gosh, I'm so stupid…” Jay hid his face in his hands, rubbing the forehead, trying not to bunch his head under the table. 

“No, you're not. I never talked about it. You were just being a good caring boyfriend.” You saw how awful he felt and it made you feel guilty. 

He quickly stood up from his place and you could see his watered eyes, when he slipped his hands away from his face. He approached you, gently pulling your wrist to the side to examine you. “Did you hurt yourself anywhere else? Are there any more scars?” 

“No, Jay.” You settled him down with your voice but he didn’t seem to believe you. “Really. That’s all.”

Jay slightly sighed, closing his eyes. “Listen, I’m sorry.” You stood up and placed your hand on his shoulder, feeling even more guilty. 

“You shouldn’t apologize to me. You should apologize to yourself.” Jay looked mad but this expression on his face was actually hiding his concern. He looked at you and was met with your sad puppy eyes that made him want to hug you. His hands pulled you to him and he pressed his lips to your head. 

“I know…” You mumbled into his chest. “I just can't. I don't want to.”

“Baby… do you hate yourself that much?” Jay asked looking into your eyes when he lifted your chin up. Your eyes watered, giving him a clear answer. “I'm sorry…” He whispered. “I'll make sure you'll love yourself.”

You slightly shook your head in resistance but didn't say anything, ran out of energy. Jay patted your head, kissing your forehead, and while looking into his eyes full of love you thought that maybe he will keep his words. 

Jake

tw: reader can’t express their feelings, bad experience in sharing problems

Jake always was clingy towards you but it never was the problem. His hands almost always were wrapped around you, no matter if you were in public or not, you would feel his touch on your back or shoulder.

One day you had a movie-night and Jake was clinging onto you as usual. Wrapping hands around you, laying his head on your thighs, caressing your skin, he almost touched your recent scars that were covering your shoulder. Everytime Jake moved or shivered you would slightly flinch, avoiding contact between his hands and your scars under the shirt. 

Suddenly, your boyfriend pulled away from your thighs, holding onto your shoulder and you immediately gasped. “Ouch!”

Jake looked at you with worried eyes, pulling his hand away and holding it in the air. “Sorry! Did I grip too hard?”

You sighed, looking at him. “Yeah, a bit harsh. But it's okay.” Jake's gaze switched to your shoulder, covered with a shirt. He slightly pulled your sleeve up. “I'm sorry… There might be a bruise now. Let me look.” You immediately flinched from him. He didn't have to know about your scars. 

“No, it's okay.” Jake's eyes switched to your face with worry. 

“Baby, I'll just look…” He gently placed his hand on yours and you looked away, giving up. You knew he wouldn't leave you alone. Insisting would only cause more questions. 

Jake's fingers slowly pulled your sleeve up and his eyes widened. “Baby… what is that?..” Now he could see your recent scars that were blooming on your skin. 

There wasn't a certain reason why you did that. Sometimes negative feelings were too much to cope with and you, the person who had never been learnt how to take care of yourself and let your emotions out, would express everything, hurting yourself. You knew it was wrong but the thought of sharing your feelings with someone was too strange. Of course, you had tried. But it always ended the same. People would say you complain a lot and you would shut up, regretting letting out true feelings. But this time it was Jake. Jake who was your boyfriend, Jake who would never let himself hurt you. 

Your eyes watered with a feeling of despair but you didn't dare to meet his gaze. Awkward silence took the air away, not letting to breathe. However, tension in the room suddenly disappeared with Jake's gentle voice. “Hey…” His fingers tilted your chin up. Jake’s worried eyes met watered yours. “Where are they from?..” 

He looked so genuinely concerned that you couldn’t confess you were the one who did that with yourself. You bit your bottom lip, holding tears that started welling up in your eyes. There was no response. Jake started realising what your silent answer meant and his world faded away.

“It wasn’t you, right?..” he whispered, scared of his own words “You wouldn’t do that to yourself?…” Silence was making Jake go insane and he called you by your name. 

“Y/n?..” his hands held your, slightly squeezing them “Please, say something. I won;t judge you, I swear.”

You looked in the corner of the room quietly saying only a few words “That was me.”

Jake’s jaw clenched but he managed to ask “Why?..”

“I don’t know… I wasn’t… feeling well…” your voice was slightly shaky. Jake leaned close to you, making sure you could see everything in his eyes. 

“You have me. You can always share with me, you know that, right?” 

“I don’t want to complain to you. You don’t know what you’re signing up for.” you warned him, recalling your past experiences. 

“I don’t care. I want to make sure I’m doing the best I can to make you happy.” Jake saw your slight smile and leaned even closer to peck your lips before wrapping hands around you and whispering in your ear “Can you do that for me? Next time you feel bad… Tell me, scream at me, yell at me. As much as you need until you get rid of wanting to hurt yourself.” 

You caressed his hair pulling him closer and whispering “I love you, Jake.”He smiled, replying with the same soft words “I love you too.”

Sunghoon 

tw: self-harm in details, blood, low self-esteem, anxiety, jealousy, reader has REAL mental problems… (this one is crazy fr)

You knew Sunghoon pretty well as much as the fact that he only seemed to be cold. When you first met him, you thought he hated you for something or just didn’t like you, but after a while you found out you were wrong. Because of his cold appearance it’s hard to say what he’s feeling or thinking about. Still, you’ve loved him the way he is. However, your anxiety and self-esteem suffered the most in your relationship. Not because Sunghoon was too cold, but because you were afraid of doing or saying something wrong. Mental problems and fears took control of you and sometimes it led to hurting yourself. 

Sunghoon went out with friends. You were absolutely fine with that until it started being late and stars covered the dark sky. Sunghoon didn’t answer your calls, didn’t reply to your messages and you started worrying too much. Was he with other girls? Did he lie to you about his feelings? 

Minutes with these thoughts and attempts to call him again and you already found yourself in the bathroom with a blade in your hands. Fear of losing Sunghoon and hatred to yourself led you towards irrecoverable actions.

Consumed by your feelings, you didn’t notice the sound of unlocking door and footsteps of your boyfriend. He was surprised by not seeing you greeting him in the hallway and suggested you were sleeping. As Sunghoon carefully headed towards the bathroom he stood still in the doorframe, seeing you with bloody hands sitting on the cold tile. His eyes widened in fear and he ran to you, holding your shoulders and turning you to him.

“Y/n! Are you here? Do you hear me?” he enquired with fear slightly shaking you. 

Your eyes shoot opened “Hoon? What are you doing here?” 

“What do you mean? I came home as usual. What’s happened?..” he looked over you with worried eyes “We need to take you to the hospital.” 

Sunghoon started lifting you up but you stopped him lightly tapping his shoulder. 

“No… It’s okay…” You weakly smiled, tears on your cheeks becoming dry.

“It’s not okay. Your wrists are literally bleeding…” You could tell he was trying his hardest to stay calm but hysterical notes in his voice were telling the opposite. Sunghoon laid you on the bed and called the ambulance with shaky hands.When the call ended the room went silent. 

“We need to stop your… blood first” He hurried to the bathroom for some bandage to negligently stop your blood. Fortunately, cuts weren’t deep.

“I thought you wouldn’t come…” you mumbled watching Sunghoon treating your wounds.

Sunghoon looked at you with confusion “Why did you do that?.. I don’t understand…” His voice was quiet, your heart breaking into million pieces. 

“I’m sorry…” you whispered reaching for his cheek. “I thought… I thought you lied to me. You weren’t answering my texts and calls…” Your thumb slowly caressed his skin, wiping away a lonely tear that escaped from his watering eyes. Sunghoon gently took another hand of yours in his, rubbing the knuckles.

“My phone was discharged…” 

Oh. That was so stupid of you. How could you overreact so much?..

“Oh… I didn’t think about that…” The room went silent again. 

“Y/n, please… I’m begging you. Never do that again. Okay?..” Sunghoon’s pleading voice broke the silence. You hesitated before slowly nodding. “I don’t want to lose you like that.”

Your eyes watered, you started realising your mistake and what you did, what could happen. “I’m sorry, Hoon… I love you.”

“I love you too.”

The room was suddenly filled with a syren of the ambulance that flew from the opened window.

[wemalyri]

what are enhypen members like in a relationship? jake ver.

pairing: idols!enhypen × fem!reader

w/c: 1,9k

warnings: relationship development, kisses, physical touch, smut under cut

a/n: I'm sorry for not posting for so long(( if you liked it, likes and reposts are welcomed. also jay is next ;)

heeseung jay jake sunghoon sunoo jungwon ni-ki

first meeting

He’s a guy who initiates an interaction with you. Jake would be polite and friendly, trying to ask you questions and listen carefully. He would awkwardly chuckle sometimes and brush his hair away or rub the back of his neck. I feel like Jake is the one who’s interested in everyone and you might overthink because of that. Like he’s so nice and initiative with you… What else can you think about? 

Jake is a gentleman. An awkward gentleman. He would open the door for you and bump into it while following you. He would be passing you something and drop this thing. However, Jake would immediately catch it (remember about his reflexes). 

Your relationship would develop really fast and after a while you would already feel like you know Jake for a long time.

friendship

You two became friends quickly, starting to hang out with each other too often. I feel like friendship with him is light and playful. You would joke at each other, flirt a bit, playing with your eyebrows. However, he’s the guy who you can always talk to. If you’re experiencing a difficult time, he would always support you by listening and hugging you. Jake is the one who especially values physical touch so there is no doubt it is the part of his support and caring attitude. 

As time goes by, you feel like your playful interactions go further. Or maybe you’re the one who thinks so. It feels like it’s not enough for you and your heart wants more. However, it’s really difficult to tell if Jake feels the same.

For me, he’s interested in everyone and I think he’s the type to be confused about his own feelings. Yes, you would be really close. He would find himself staring at you sometimes or listening to your laugh with adoration. But this is what confuses him the most. Is it how love feels like? 

With 100% Jake would seek advice from Heeseung. A small talk about how to realize what you actually want. And then he would think. Jake would start acting differently, deep in thoughts all of the time. However, as time goes by, he makes his choice. 

his confession

He is really nervous. You don’t need to read minds to tell that. Especially since Jake became somehow softer after a period of being too thoughtful. If you didn’t know any better, you would say he just had a difficult time but now he healed. 

Jake invited you for a walk in the late evening. The streets were lit with a light from lanterns - the only things that helped you to see the path. As you and Jake were walking down the street none of you made a sound. It was a silent, tense walk and you were scared of what was going to happen next. Jake stopped turning around to look at the view that was opened from the bridge you were standing on. You stepped closer to him, reclining on the railing. Suddenly he spoke. 

“I’m so sorry for my behavior lately… I didn’t mean to hurt you, sorry if you were confused.” The wind disheveled his hair making them messy. His eyes were glued to the view of the night city, beautifully reflecting the lights from the cars and lanterns. “I like you.” Jake finally looked at you with the warmest expression on his face. “I really do.” Your eyes widened in surprise but you hurried to pull him in a hug. Jake slowly wrapped hands around your figure considering your action. “Does it mean you too?..” he mumbled in your hair.

relationship

He’s a golden retriever for sure. Jake is an excited puppy who is always nervous around you, especially at the first time. He immediately told members and his family around you with heart-shaped eyes. Jake is the most genius and excited boy to have such a girl like you. 

Even though you decided not to show a lot of affection in public, he couldn't help but do it. He would unknowingly touch you during the conversation or while you’re laughing. A hand on your back, on your shoulder, on your head, on your arm. Just a light touch that reminds you of his presence next to you. He wouldn’t look for excuses to give a physical touch, reasons to touch you will always be found somehow. “Oh, I just had to brush away the string of your hair”, “Oh you have cream on your cheek, let me wipe it off.” - those are things Jake would always say and you would have nothing left than to just deal with it. 

Still, I think that Jake is the boyfriend you can always come up to in difficult situations. Yeah, he’s giggly and bubbly but he still has something warm and wise inside. If you feel bad, Jake will always take care of you, asking about your well-being. “Does it hurt somewhere? How long did you sleep today? Did you eat? Do you need some rest?” He’s the understanding type who is ready to risk it all just to make sure you’re safe. However, if the reason of your sickness is not physical, he'll comfort you by pulling into a hug. Seeing your watering eyes, Jake immediately wraps his hands around your figure, leaning your head on his shoulder, one of his hands holding your head. He knows when to be quiet and stays silent for a while. After a while his hands are already caressing your hair and back in a soothing motion, his lips whispering comforting words in your ear (I’m crying). As you stop crying he notices to himself to make you the happiest girl alive to never make you cry ever again.

first kiss

The type to be very nervous and you can tell it by his red ears and cheeks when you peck his cheek as a goodbye. After that little kiss he probably smiled widely all the way back home and touched his cheek where you kissed him as a fool (he’s cute I love him). However, as time goes by, pecks are not enough for him. He’s craving your lips. Jake would always stare at them when you talk, his gaze slightly falling down to observe the lower part of your face. It had you questioning if he was even listening to you. His flustered face when you catch him red-handed is what makes you take the next step. You knew Jake was too shy to go for it so you had to take the lead.

One you were talking about something not important, noticing Jake’s gaze falling down again. You didn’t say anything to him and just leaned closer to kiss him. His eyes widened from the unexpected move but he immediately relaxed feeling your soft lips on his. Jake closed his eyes holding the nape of your head and kissed you back savoring the moment. Your thumb caressed his cheek making him melt even more. As you pulled away looking in his eyes with a slight grin, his heart almost jumped from his chest. He looked at you with slightly widened eyes “Why are you looking at me like that?” he asked, nervously inhaling. “You look pretty being flustered like that” you answered caressing his cheek with your thumb. Thanks to you his face got even redder.

first time

(God save me)

The caring type with whom you will giggle when one of you can’t undo the button or zipper. Jake is a bit spontaneous and doesn’t plan anything. He believes that true passion can’t be planned and a moment when it will happen can’t be predicted. With him everything goes fast. Recently you had your first kiss, now you periodically make out not able to pull away from each other. Really, I feel like with him it goes so naturally that you don’t even notice how glued to his lips you become. Also I believe he’s a good kisser (bro look at his lips). 

Still, when the first time comes Jake suddenly becomes nervous. He would try to be careful, even though his passion and hardness in jeans are spanning all his logical thinking. 

His plump lips are glued to your neck, sucking on it hungrily. It feels like Jake hasn’t eaten for weeks and now his only food is you, who is being devoured by a starved man. The wet sounds of his kisses make the tie in your stomach tighten and his lips on your skin feel so heavenly good that you throw your head back, pulling on his hair. The sudden groan makes you moan back, creating a special melody just for you two. “Gosh, baby, how can you be so sweet? I might actually lose my mind…” Jake mumbles looking in your eyes just to pull back to your skin with even more hunger.

Also as numerous users of the internet I am not a stranger to the opinion that Jake loves oral sex. He doesn’t just love it, he was made for it, and only god knows why. I feel like for the first time he would try to show off his skills as much as possible.

“Gosh baby” his lips pressed to your wet folds in a feverish motion, trying to savor your taste. “If I knew you were so sweet, I would go for it earlier” his tongue entered your tight walls causing a loud moan to fall from your lips. Jake’s nose massaged your clit making you gasp for air and grip his hair, tempting to make you cum sooner than you imagined. Feeling you falling apart on his tongue, Jake pressed to your pussy harder. “Need you to cum for me, baby” he mumbled in between his licks “Let me show you how good I can make you feel.”

Talking about the actual act, Jake is slow and caring, trying to control himself even if it's hard. He gets a bit nervous about the whole thing but you manage to support him. 

He's pulling the tip inside of you, trying not to go too fast. You can tell that it takes him a lot of effort to not push all the way in and you're clearly thankful for that. Your hand squeezes his bicep and Jake immediately looks at your face, searching for any signs of discomfort. “Are you okay? Should I stop?” he asks in a worried tone, woken up from desire. “No, it's fine, you can move. Just thank you” you look up at him, noticing how his expression softens. “No need to thank me, baby. I'm just taking care of you” Jake leans closer to leave a peck on your lips before pushing his dick inside of you further. 

+bonus

As time goes by Jake becomes wilder… He's not afraid of anything anymore. He knows that you're always down for all of his little dreams and fantasies and it makes him the happiest guy alive. 

Also he's not really into aftercare. Usually you're the one who needs to clean up all the mess while Jake is just pleading for another round or for just staying in bed.

[wemalyri]

─────────────୨ৎ──────────────

hi, everyone!! welcome to my account. here you can find some enhypen fics. masterlist about me: mell, she/her, 18 I'm a heeseung's girlie so I mostly write for him !!! English is not my native language requests are closed yet (I need to sort out ideas I already have) still keep in mind that I write smut ONLY for hyung line also I don't write really often my apologise... ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

[wemalyri]

MASTERLIST

ENHYPEN

HYUNG-LINE:

reaction to your pick up line (smau)

reaction when they find out you were raped

their reaction to your self-harm

HEESEUNG:

what are enhypen members like in a relationship? hee ver.

don't call me 'bro'

JAY:

what are enhypen members like in a relationship? jay ver. (coming soon)

JAKE:

what are enhypen members like in a relationship? jake ver.

SUNGHOON:

what are enhypen members like in a relationship? sunghoon ver.

SUNOO:

...nothing yet ✧.*

JUNGWON:

...nothing yet ✧.*

NI-KI:

...nothing yet ✧.*

[wemalyri]

guys hi if you're still here!! I honestly feel so guilty and sorry for not posting for such a long time but school is eating me up alive + exams are coming and I'm stressed 😭 if you only knew how many amazing unwritten drafts and ideas I have you'd pass out (bless me) fortunately, I feel like I'd love to keep writing and developing in this field!! I don't promise to write often especially in the near future but I might upload something on the winter holidays

so stay tuned and wait for me plz 🙏🙏🙏 love y'all

[wemalyri]

hanging over you (lhs)

WARNINGS. SMUT so mdni, kisses, rough and raw sex, desperate and needy heeseung/reader, necklace hanging from heeseung’s neck and reader like it, cursing, making out, unprotected sex (pls don’t), everything is consensual, proofread but i'm sorry if there's mistakes! (Imk if i missed something pls!!)

genre. smut

inspo: here!

pairing. bf!heeseung x afab!reader

wc: 5.2k

It had been a long day at the university, with back-to-back classes and group projects that left you mentally drained. You were supposed to meet Heeseung at the library later to study, but it was getting harder to concentrate on anything with the way he kept sending you random teasing texts throughout the day.

“Miss me already? ;)”

“Bet you’re thinking about me right now…”

Heeseung loved to mess with you, and he knew exactly how to get under your skin. His playful teasing had been going on since morning, starting with innocent comments about how cute you looked in your outfit, then turning into subtle innuendos by lunch. By the time your last class ended, your mind was already far from your books and assignments. You knew exactly what he was trying to do—work you up to the point where you couldn’t think of anything else but him.

When you finally got back to your dorm room, you slumped onto your bed, phone buzzing almost immediately.

Heeseung: “What are you wearing?”

Rolling your eyes, you smirked at the screen, typing back.

“Just got back. Why?”

His response came almost instantly.

Heeseung: “Show me.”

It was always like this—quick and flirty messages that made your heart race, building up anticipation until you couldn’t take it anymore. You bite your lip, knowing he wouldn’t let up until you gave him what he wanted.

You hesitated for a second, then slipped off your hoodie, revealing a thin tank top underneath. Your fingers hovered over the camera icon, a smirk forming on your lips as you clicked it and snapped a quick picture, sending it to him without overthinking. It wasn’t anything too revealing, but you knew it would be enough to drive him crazy. The angle you chose, slightly angled from above, emphasized the neckline of your tank top, hinting at more.

Heeseung: “Fuck. Don’t do this to me, baby. You know what that does to me.”

The next text came quickly after.

Heeseung: “Another one. I need to see more of you.”

The desperation in his texts was starting to come through, which only made you smile wider. Knowing how easy it was to get him worked up like this gave you a strange sense of power. Your thumb hovered over the camera button again, and this time, you lowered the tank top slightly, exposing the curve of your shoulder and collarbone. The picture was still subtle enough, but you knew it would push him even closer to the edge.

You sent the picture without a word, waiting for his reaction.

Heeseung: “Holy fuck… You have no idea what you’re doing to me.”

Heeseung: “I need you right now. I can’t stop thinking about you, baby.”

His desperation was palpable now, and it made your heart pound faster. You could practically feel the intensity through his words, imagining the way he was probably running a hand through his hair, biting his lip in frustration. It was fun teasing him like this, but a part of you wanted him just as badly.

“What could you do if you were here?” you typed back, deciding to push him further.

The next response took a few minutes longer, as if he was trying to compose himself before answering.

Heeseung: “If I were there? Baby, I’d have you underneath me in seconds. I’d kiss you until you can’t breathe, until you’re begging me to stop, but I won’t. I’ll make you scream my name.”

Heeseung: “Fuck… Just let me come over.”

His words sent a shiver down your spine. You bit your lip, feeling your pulse quicken at the thought of him actually showing up at your door. The tension between you two had been building up for weeks, each moment of playful teasing bringing you closer to breaking. Tonight, though, the desperation in his voice, in his words, was different. It was raw.

“Come over then. Show me what you’d do.”

And he did.

The night had been leading up to this moment—every glance, every playful touch, and every stolen kiss throughout the evening had fueled the tension between you and Heeseung. You had both tried to pretend that nothing was going on, but now, as you stood in front of him in your dimly lit room, that pretense had dissolved. The air between you crackled with anticipation, your pulse quickening as he took a step closer, his dark, hooded eyes locked on yours.

“You were teasing me all day,” Heeseung murmured, his voice low and dangerous, but laced with that familiar softness. His fingers brushed your chin, tilting your head up as his thumb traced the outline of your lips. “Acting like you weren’t driving me crazy…”

“I wasn’t teasing,” you whispered, breathless, trying to hold back the smile threatening to break through. But you both knew the truth.

Heeseung chuckled, his thumb pressing down just enough to part your lips slightly. His smirk grew as he leaned in closer, the scent of him intoxicating. “Oh, baby…you’re such a liar.” His voice was like velvet, teasing and thick with want.

Before you could respond, his lips met yours, slow at first, just a whisper of a kiss, but it quickly deepened. The moment his mouth claimed yours, any restraint you had melted away. You kissed him back with everything you had, your fingers finding his chest, fisting into the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer.

Heeseung groaned against your lips, his hands moving down to your waist, gripping you firmly. “You’re killing me,” he muttered between kisses, his forehead pressing against yours. His fingers slid under the hem of your shirt, the tips of his fingers lightly grazing your skin, sending a jolt of electricity up your spine. “Let me take this off,” he said, voice barely above a whisper.

You nodded, raising your arms as Heeseung pulled your shirt up and over your head, tossing it carelessly to the floor. His eyes roamed over your exposed skin, the intensity of his gaze making your stomach flip. You felt his hands move to the button of your jeans, but before he unbuttoned them, he paused, his lips quirking into a playful grin.

“What?” you asked, a little breathless, raising an eyebrow at his teasing look.

“Nothing,” he said, biting his lip as his fingers toyed with the waistband of your jeans. “Just thinking about how much I love this part—when you start getting all impatient.”

You rolled your eyes, but the smile on your lips gave you away. “Shut up,” you muttered, leaning up to kiss him again, but Heeseung stepped back, pulling you along with him. He sat on the edge of the bed, pulling you into his lap so that you were straddling him. His hands rested on your hips, fingers brushing just under the waistband of your jeans, but he still didn’t make any move to remove them.

“Take them off, then,” you said, more of a demand than a request, the heat between your bodies making you desperate.

Heeseung’s eyes darkened as he grinned up at you. “Oh, you’re impatient tonight.” His hands finally moved to unbutton your jeans, pulling them down agonizingly slow. “But I like it when you ask nicely.”

You let out a shaky breath, your heart pounding in your chest as his hands grazed your thighs, pulling the denim from your legs, leaving you in just your underwear. His lips pressed against your stomach, then lower, trailing kisses down your skin, and you felt your breath hitch as the anticipation built.

He looked up at you from where he was, his lips still hovering just above your skin. “What do you want, baby?” His voice was low, teasing, his hands resting on your hips, thumbs brushing your skin.

“You,” you breathed, your voice shaky as you leaned down to kiss him, your fingers tangling in his hair. “I want you.”

That was all he needed. He lifted you effortlessly, flipping the two of you onto the bed so that you were lying beneath him. His lips were back on yours, more urgent now, his hands roaming your body with a newfound sense of desperation. The weight of him above you, the way his body pressed into yours, had your pulse racing.

His shirt came off next, revealing his toned chest, the thin silver chain of his necklace catching the light. You reached up, fingers tracing the necklace as it hung between you two, the cool metal contrasting with the heat of his skin.

“You like it?” Heeseung asked, noticing the way your eyes lingered on the necklace.

You nodded, biting your lip as you gazed up at him, your fingers brushing the chain. “It’s kinda…sexy.”

He smirked, leaning down so that the necklace dangled just above your chest, the metal brushing your skin. “Yeah?” His voice was low, teasing, as he dipped his head to kiss your neck, his lips trailing fire along your skin. “Does it make you want me more, baby?”

You shivered at his words, the sensation of his lips on your neck and the necklace grazing your chest sending sparks of desire through you. “You already know it does,” you whispered, your hands moving down his back, feeling the taut muscles under your fingertips.

Heeseung groaned softly against your skin, his hand moving down to grip your thigh, pulling it around his waist. “God, you drive me crazy,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire. He kissed you again, harder this time, his body pressing into yours as the heat between you two intensified.

You could feel his need, the way his hips pressed against you, how his breath became more ragged with every kiss. Your hands fumbled with the button of his pants, your fingers brushing against the waistband as you tugged at them. “Take these off,” you demanded, your voice breathy and desperate.

Heeseung chuckled against your lips, his teeth grazing your bottom lip before he pulled back just enough to look at you. “Impatient, aren’t you?” he teased, but his hands were already moving to unbutton his pants, kicking them off quickly.

Once they were gone, there was nothing left between the two of you except for the burning desire that had been building all night. Heeseung’s lips were on yours again, his body pressed against yours, his necklace brushing your chest with every movement. You moaned into his mouth, your fingers digging into his shoulders as he positioned himself above you.

“You ready?” he asked, his voice low, but you could hear the strain in it, the way he was holding back for your sake.

You nodded, eyes locked on his as you whispered, “I’ve been ready all night.”

Heeseung’s lips hovered just above yours, the air between you thick with the anticipation that had been growing all night. The way his body pressed against yours, every inch of him hot and firm, had your heart racing and your mind completely fogged over. You could feel the weight of him, his hips resting against yours, his breath coming in shallow, ragged bursts as he tried to steady himself. His necklace dangled between you, brushing lightly against your chest, adding to the rush of sensations flooding your body.

Your eyes flickered downward, and that’s when you noticed it—his length, hard and heavy, resting between you. Your breath hitched at the sight of it, and suddenly, you were entirely aware of just how big he was. The way it twitched slightly as he looked down at you made your stomach twist in the most delicious way.

Heeseung noticed the way your eyes widened, the flush creeping up your neck. His lips curled into a knowing smirk, one eyebrow quirking as he leaned back slightly, giving you a better view. “Like what you see, baby?” His voice was deep, laced with amusement and hunger, sending a shiver down your spine.

You swallowed hard, your throat suddenly dry, and all you could do was nod, unable to tear your gaze away from him. The sight of him so hard for you, his length standing tall and proud, made you feel dizzy with want. Your tongue darted out to wet your lips, the heat between your legs growing unbearable. He was big—bigger than you expected—and your stomach tightened at the thought of what it would feel like to have him inside you.

Heeseung’s eyes darkened as he watched you, clearly enjoying the effect he had on you. “You’re drooling,” he teased, his voice barely above a whisper as his hand came up to cup your chin. His thumb grazed over your bottom lip, wiping away the moisture as he stared down at you, his gaze intense, possessive.

Your breath hitched, and you could barely manage a soft whimper as he pressed the pad of his thumb against your lip, pushing gently until your mouth parted. He smirked, slipping his thumb inside, letting you suck lightly on it as his other hand slid down to grip his length. He gave himself a slow, deliberate stroke, and you could feel your core tighten at the sight, your body screaming for him.

“You want this?” he murmured, his voice low, thick with desire as he continued stroking himself slowly, his eyes never leaving yours. “Want me inside you, baby?”

You nodded eagerly, your mouth still wrapped around his thumb, the taste of his skin lingering on your tongue. The heat between your legs was unbearable now, your body aching for him, for the stretch of him inside you. But Heeseung was taking his time, enjoying watching you squirm beneath him, the desperation in your eyes driving him wild.

He pulled his thumb from your mouth, and you gasped at the sudden loss, your chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath. He leaned down, his lips ghosting over your ear as he whispered, “You’re so needy for me, aren’t you?” His breath was hot against your skin, sending chills down your spine. “But I’m gonna make sure you’re ready for me. I don’t want to hurt my girl.”

Your heart fluttered at his words, the possessiveness in his voice sending another wave of heat through you. You nodded, your voice barely above a whisper as you breathed out, “Please, Heeseung… I need you.”

He groaned softly at your words, his hand sliding down between your legs, his fingers brushing over your soaked entrance. He cursed under his breath, his touch featherlight as he dragged his fingers up and down, gathering the wetness there. “Fuck, you’re so wet,” he muttered, his fingers dipping just slightly into your folds before he brought them back up to stroke himself. He slicked his length with your arousal, his movements slow, deliberate, watching your reaction as he did.

You bit your lip, your eyes glued to his hand as he spread your wetness over his length, the sight of it making your head spin. He was careful, making sure every inch of him was coated, and the slick sound of his hand moving up and down his length filled the room, making your cheeks burn with how erotic it was.

“Look at you,” Heeseung murmured, his voice a low rumble as he stroked himself lazily. “You’re so fucking ready for me, but I want to take my time with you.” His hand gripped the base of his length, guiding it to your entrance, teasing you as the tip just barely brushed against your folds.

Your hips bucked involuntarily, desperate for more, but Heeseung’s hand pressed down on your thigh, keeping you in place. “Not yet, baby,” he murmured, his eyes meeting yours, filled with that teasing glint that made you weak. “I need to hear you beg for it.”

You swallowed hard, your voice shaky as you whispered, “Please, Heeseung… I want you so bad. I need you inside me.”

He groaned at your words, his resolve slipping slightly as he leaned down to kiss you, his lips pressing against yours in a messy, desperate kiss. “Fuck, you drive me crazy,” he muttered against your lips, his hand finally guiding his length to your entrance. He paused, his forehead resting against yours, his breath heavy as he pressed the tip against your slick folds. “You sure you’re ready for this, baby?”

You nodded, biting your lip as you whispered, “I’ve never been more ready.”

Heeseung’s eyes darkened with lust at your words, and with one slow, deliberate movement, he began to push inside. The stretch was immediate, a sharp gasp leaving your lips as he slowly filled you, inch by inch. He was big, the way his length stretched you almost overwhelming, but the pleasure quickly overshadowed the initial discomfort. You let out a soft moan, your fingers gripping his shoulders as he pushed deeper, his length sinking into you with a slow, torturous rhythm.

“God, you’re so tight,” Heeseung groaned, his voice rough as he bottomed out inside you, his hips flush against yours. He stayed still for a moment, letting you adjust to the size of him, his forehead resting against yours as he tried to steady his breathing. “You feel so fucking good around me.”

Your breath came in ragged gasps as you adjusted to the fullness of him, the way he stretched you in the most delicious way. The heat between you was unbearable, the feeling of him so deep inside you making your head spin. You bit your lip, your hands gripping his back as you whispered, “Move, please… I need you to move.”

Heeseung let out a low growl, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered, “Anything for you, baby.”

He pulled back slowly, almost all the way out, before thrusting back in, the movement sending a shockwave of pleasure through your body. You moaned, your back arching off the bed as he set a slow, steady rhythm, each thrust sending jolts of pleasure up your spine. His hand gripped your thigh, lifting it higher around his waist as he pressed deeper into you, his hips moving with a controlled, deliberate pace.

“You feel so fucking good,” Heeseung groaned, his voice thick with need as he buried himself inside you again and again. “I could stay inside you forever.”

Your hands gripped his shoulders, your nails digging into his skin as you gasped, “Heeseung, please… faster.”

He smirked down at you, his pace quickening slightly, but still slow enough to drive you mad. “Patience, baby,” he murmured, his voice laced with that teasing tone. “I want to feel every inch of you.”

Heeseung’s necklace dangles just above your chest, the chain brushing lightly against your skin, cold to the touch but igniting something fiery deep within you. His eyes stay locked on yours, dark with want, and the way he bites his lip has your stomach in knots. That chain, the way it moves with every thrust, pulls you in more, until you’re completely lost in him, in the rhythm between you two.

“You feel so good, fuck,” he whispers against your ear, the warmth of his breath sending chills down your spine. His voice is raspy, desperate, as he leans in closer, his mouth grazing the shell of your ear before he sucks lightly on your earlobe. His hand presses into the mattress beside your head, keeping him propped above you as his other one trails down to hold your waist, pulling you closer as if you weren’t already.

Your eyes flick to the necklace again, hanging right there, swaying with each movement. It’s teasing, like him, and it drives you crazy. You can’t help but reach up, fingers brushing against it. He smirks when he notices, leaning even closer, the chain now pressing against your collarbone.

“Like it?” Heeseung’s voice is barely above a whisper, but the edge to it makes you shiver. “Does it make you want me more, baby? Hm?”

You let out a shaky breath, trying to form words, but the way his body moves against yours, the weight of him pressing into you, makes it hard to think straight. “It’s not fair,” you manage to mumble, voice breaking slightly.

“Not fair?” he chuckles lowly, dipping his head down to kiss the side of your neck, his lips ghosting over your skin. “What’s not fair, baby? The way you want me this bad?”

Your hands grip the sheets underneath you as he keeps talking, voice like silk but laced with the need in his eyes. “Or is it the way I’m all over you like this, and you still can’t get enough?” His necklace brushes right between your breasts now, cold and smooth, contrasting against the heat building between you two.

Your breath hitches, fingers finding his shoulders, nails digging into his skin. “Heeseung…”

“Say it,” he demands softly, his lips hovering just over yours now, close enough to feel but not touch. “Tell me how much you want me.”

“I want you…” you breathe, barely able to get the words out as his hips push deeper into you, pulling a gasp from your lips. “I want you so bad.”

“That’s my girl,” Heeseung groans, lips crashing into yours, the kiss heated, messy, filled with the same desperation that’s been building between you two all night. His hand tightens on your waist, fingers gripping hard enough to leave marks, but you don’t care. You want it, you need it—all of him.

The necklace clinks softly as his movements grow more intense, the cool metal brushing against your heated skin with every thrust, adding to the overwhelming sensation of him, all of him, surrounding you. Heeseung pulls back just enough to look down at you, his forehead resting against yours, breaths mingling.

“I love the way you fall apart under me,” he says, voice rough. “You’re so fucking beautiful.” His hand moves down, trailing along your body until he’s gripping your thigh, lifting it to wrap around his waist. “You drive me insane, baby. Fuck…you don’t even know.”

You swallow hard, trying to catch your breath as he leans down again, his necklace pressing against you once more as his lips find yours in another heated kiss. “You’re all mine,” he murmurs, between each kiss. “No one else can have you like this.”

The weight of his words, the intensity in his gaze, sends a shiver down your spine. “Only yours,” you whisper, fingers threading through his hair, tugging him closer.

His smile is smug but tender as he nods. “Good. Remember that.”

Heeseung’s smile fades as he dips his head again, his lips barely grazing yours before trailing down to your neck, leaving hot, open-mouthed kisses along the sensitive skin. His hips move steadily now, each thrust more deliberate, more intense, as if he’s trying to make you feel every inch of him. Your body arches instinctively into him, a soft gasp escaping your lips as his pace quickens. The cool metal of his necklace still brushes against you with every movement, its coldness a sharp contrast to the heat radiating between you two, only intensifying the sensation.

“Fuck, baby,” Heeseung groans against your skin, his breath warm and ragged, voice husky with need. His hand slides down your side, gripping your waist tightly, fingers digging in as he pulls you closer, deeper, like he can’t get enough of you. “You feel so fucking good—better than I imagined.”

You cling to him, nails raking lightly down his back as the pressure between your legs builds with every thrust. The room feels smaller, hotter, with the way his body presses you into the mattress, the weight of him grounding you even as you feel like you’re about to float away from the intensity. Your mind goes blank except for the feeling of him, the sound of his breath mixing with yours, and the steady, rhythmic push of his hips against yours.

“Heeseung…” you gasp, the pressure becoming almost unbearable as your body tightens around him. He groans in response, his lips brushing your ear as he whispers your name in that same desperate, breathless way that drives you wild. You can feel his muscles tensing under your hands, his grip on your thigh tightening as he holds you in place, his movements becoming more erratic.

“Let go for me,” he mutters, voice strained, his lips barely leaving your skin. “I wanna feel you come around me. Please, baby… I need it.”

His words send you over the edge, the tension in your body snapping as waves of pleasure crash through you, your back arching as you cry out his name. Heeseung groans low in his throat, the sound vibrating against your skin as he continues to move, thrusting through your release, riding out every shuddering wave.

“That’s it,” he breathes, voice shaky but full of satisfaction. “That’s my girl…”

But he doesn’t stop. Even as you come down from your high, he keeps moving, slower now but still relentless, his body pressed tightly against yours as his own desperation grows. You can feel it in the way his grip tightens on your hips, in the way his breath comes in harsh, ragged gasps against your neck.

“Heeseung, please…” you whisper, your voice barely audible over the sound of your heartbeat pounding in your ears. You’re still sensitive, your body trembling from the intensity of your orgasm, but the way he moves—controlled but needy—has you spiraling again, your body responding to his every touch.

“I’m so close,” he groans, his forehead pressing against yours, eyes squeezed shut as he fights to hold on just a little longer. “Fuck, I’m gonna—”

His words cut off with a strangled moan as his hips stutter, his whole body tensing above you. Heeseung lets out a shaky breath, his grip on your waist tightening as he gives one final, deep thrust, burying himself inside you as he finally lets go. You feel the warmth of his release, his body shaking slightly as he collapses against you, completely spent.

For a few moments, the room is silent except for the sound of your labored breathing, both of you trying to catch your breath as the intensity of the moment slowly fades. Heeseung stays pressed against you, his body warm and heavy, but it’s comforting, grounding. You can still feel the steady thump of his heartbeat against your chest, syncing with yours as you both come down from the high.

Finally, after what feels like forever, Heeseung lifts his head, his eyes meeting yours. His gaze is soft now, the teasing smirk replaced with something more tender, more real. He leans in, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips, so different from the urgency that had consumed you both earlier.

“You’re amazing,” he whispers against your lips, his voice soft and full of admiration. “I can’t get enough of you…”

You smile, your fingers brushing through his sweat-dampened hair. “I could say the same to you.”

He chuckles, the sound low and warm, before pulling you closer, your bodies still tangled together in the aftermath. “I mean it,” he murmurs, his lips brushing your temple. “I don’t ever wanna stop making you feel this good.”

You close your eyes, letting his words sink in, feeling the warmth of his body against yours. For now, everything feels perfect, like nothing else in the world matters except the two of you, wrapped up in each other.

And in this moment, as you lie there with Heeseung’s arms around you, you realize that no matter what, he’s yours—just as much as you are his.

© yvnempire 2024, do not copy, steal, remake or brand my content as yours.

[wemalyri]

there’s absolutely zero explanation as to why belift would actually send enhypen to another tour when fate plus (which was ALREADY a very unnecessary tour) ended not even 24 hours.

i genuinely can’t seem to wrap my head around this entire situation because there’s no sane company that would overwork their own artists like this. not when they’re sick. not when they can’t even properly perform and give it their all. not when they themselves have spoken about how draining and tiring these past two years have been for them.

it’s so absurd. so weird and so wrong of belift to send them on a tour ignoring engenes protests. to ignore the trending tags and all the protest trucks. it’s insane because when this was related to female dancers belift didn’t waste a single second and removed them. but when it comes to their artists’ fucking HEALTHS they turn blind to everything.

enhypen’s treatment right now is so ridiculously inhumane. they’ve been on tour with consistent comebacks in between for the past two years. they’ve already had concerts in japan recently with fate & fate+ there’s genuinely NO NEED for them to have a ‘japan world tour’ after fate+. there’s no other explanation to this other than belift being money hungry.

to think that enha will be wrapped up in another tour with possible comeback schedule along with award show performances & practices is just so crazy. i can’t even imagine how cramped their schedule already is and it’s only about to become worse.

please for the love of everything if enhypen are coming anywhere near your vicinity with this tour (that will hopefully get cancelled) please don’t GO! please boycott. please let this be more reasons for you to boycott everything related to enhypen, belift and hybe.

please give enhypen a fucking break. trend this on twitter. post on twitter with the hashtags. reblog every tumblr post related to this. trend the hashtags everywhere. repost the posts asking for a break on twitter. please please please boycott i beg the boys don’t deserve this they genuinely don’t.

let enhypen rest PLEASE.

[wemalyri]

belift is fucking crazy and insane!! enha is being sooo overworked like crazy, their schedules are inhumane. they’ve been having comebacks after comebacks, never-ending tours and promos like what the fuck?! the members are suffering so much because of how greedy their company is.

first we saw jay having a knee injury and yet the company made him perform on stage without any proper arrangements. sunghoon having a cold and getting sick often. heeseung being so exhausted that he couldn't even stand properly (for which so many quote ’engenes’ called him lazy and un-professional which is absolutely insane!!!) jake had to sit out from two different stages in their most recent concert and couldn’t even open his eyes when he was present for the other stages. DESPITE all this they’re having another comeback soon!??

the tours seem never ending and it’s been two whole years! this is so terrifying. our boys love making music for us for which we appreciate and support them but at what cost? they’re humans too and i’m sure we all know how horrendously they’re being over-worked and being treated like robots. please demand for a break for them for only we can help them in this.

[wemalyri]

#LETENHYPENREST

please don’t just let this go, everyone. keep posting on all platforms, keep using hashtags, spread the word about fundraising.

❗️FUNDRAISING LINK❗️

below the cut there’s also just some of the evidences of enhypen’s inhumane exhaustion. which took me literal minutes to gather up, which is horrible in itself.

this needs to stop before something irreversible happens. keep doing whatever you can, even if you’re not a big account, using hashtags and sharing DOES MAKE A DIFFERENCE.

(tumblr only lets me put one video in a post. i have more clips that i will probably share either through a reblog or new post, to keep people talking.)

[wemalyri]

haven’t seen lots of awareness brought to this in enhablr yet but i really wish all engenes could also post about & talk about the mistreatment they’re getting from belift. the way they haven’t had not even five days of rest the past two years is so concerning. the way the members’ healths are getting worse is so terrifying. they’re all so horrendously overworked and exhausted. we all saw jay’s injury and how they STILL made him perform despite the fact that his knee was injured. and now he’s on a hiatus that probably won’t even last that long considering how greedy their company is.

jake had to sit out from two different stages in their most recent concert and couldn’t even open his eyes when he was present for the other stages. heeseung can’t even properly perform with how overworked and exhausted he is. riki even spoke out about fainting in his weverse (whether it was a mistranslation or joke or not) this is all so terrifying. it’s so concerning because every engene knows how much enha love music & how much they love performing and having concerts for their fans.

their schedules for the past two years have literally been inhumane. comeback after comeback. tour after tour. event after event. concert after concert. belift is treating the members like they’re literal robots and the only people that can actually stop this is engenes themselves the longer you demand for a rest for the boys for no more comebacks and even boycott the higher of a chance enha will have a BREAK.

so please as an engene SPEAK OUT. repost reblog on here on every platform retweet on X share posts on tumblr use hashtags do whatever you can in your power for enha because it’s so clear they don’t have anyone else but us engenes when their own company is treating them like this.

mind you. they’re planning on making enhypen have another comeback at the final quarter of this year. AGAIN.

LET ENHYPEN REST ‼️

tagging a few moots: @intromortal @heeslomll @ak4e7a @enha-stars @venomhee @sjyfave @alvojake @hollyoongs @yzzyhee @ja3yun @jaylaxies @hoondrop @fakeuwus

[wemalyri]

guys I'm so sorry I disappeared 😭 I was on vacation and didn't have time to write something. I'll try to come back soon!!

[wemalyri]

PAIRING : fuckbuddy!heeseung x fem!reader

SYNOPSIS : just some Heeseung smut

WARNINGS : drabble?, smut, pinv, reader is a uni student so is Heeseung, tiny little bouts of angst?!

WC : 6k+

A/N : FIRST!!?? This is a rather short one (literally 6k words but we’ll ignore that), just wanted to try something with this writing style. Let me know how you like it. Open to any and all suggestions ♡

Your eyes trace familiar grounds- the wooden floors of your apartment that lead to the main door, the hour hand of the clock that hung right above the door, inching closer to one. It was all a routine at this point, three weeks of the same thing yet you found yourself secretly dwelling in the hours of midnight you spent on the couch waiting for him. The pace of your heartbeat quickens at your phone's ringing, the screen lighting up with the name you'd grown familiar with. You abruptly swipe your thumb across the screen and receive the call, putting it on speaker soon after.

“Open up”

You don't bother responding, rather you quietly walk to the door and reach for the knob, twisting it slowly. Your body seemed to react to him even before your gaze landed on the dark-haired boy- sweaty palms, your breath coming out in shallow pants. Weeks of the same thing and you still couldn’t find a way to contain yourself around him. Clutching the knob gently you pull the door open. Seconds later you're knocked off your feet, and the sound of the door shutting echoes through the apartment.

“Slow down oh god”

Your arms are around his neck while he casually carries you to your bedroom. One arm under your knees while the other lightly grips your waist.

“Shut up” he doesn't bother looking at you as he lightly plops you down on your bed, his focus shifting to your exposed thighs. You could see him mentally undressing you and you hated that you enjoyed being under his darkening gaze. The pale cloth of your dress was almost see-through and you mentally took a note to never wear this in front of Heeseung, ever again.

Heeseung watches you subtly pull the dress over your thighs, your eyes anywhere but on him and he relishes in this, in your subtle gazes. He knows what you hold back on whenever you're with him but the rebelling thoughts come out as whimpers the moment his lips come in contact with your neck. And he likes it, likes seeing you struggle against the warnings blaring in your head. And so that is exactly what he does, his hoodie is on the floor in seconds, the red and white stripes of it against the dark brown of the floor and his lips are on yours. He gently pushes you down and you balance yourself on your elbows. “Missed this” his words are whispered against your lips and you hear your walls crumble, the bricked protection falling away to his touch.

You thought you could get away with it, watching him hurriedly undress you almost every night without developing a taste for it but you couldn’t. You tried to not dwell in those shared gazes, his eyes staring into yours as his fingers left marks on your hips.

“Missed you”

These words always sat on the edge of his lips but you thought they lacked meaning, uttered under the influence of wandering hands and eager breaths. You move your hips upwards in response, meeting his eager bulge and feel your core heat on contact.

Heeseung buries his face into the crook of your neck, his moans vibrating against the warmth of your skin

“A little excited today?” he teases

“Aren’t we?” you hear him chuckle, the sound laced with lust. He quickly slips out of his jeans, the cloth joining the pile of his clothes on your floor.

“Heeseung please” you attempt to voice your needs but it comes out as pants, a pathetic attempt to hide the effect he’s having on you. You try and squirm under him until you feel the tip of his dick graze your hole. He hums in response and you feel him push his dick inside of you, a light whimper escaping at the movement. You both moan in unison, Heeseung’s grip on your hips tightening as he slides in, stretching you to accommodate his dick.

“So tight baby” his lips move over your jaw, stopping to suck on the spot he knows would get a moan out of you. “Love it so much” he mumbles against your skin. The next second he's driving into you, hungrily and you're left a moaning mess. Heeseung feels himself twitch inside of you and takes it as a sign to do deeper, “Oh my god” your voice flutters to his ear, a smirk growing on his face at your state.

You were sure your nails dug through the skin on his back deep enough to draw blood but at that moment he was numb to anything that wasn't you. Your hips met his in unison, the rhythm producing the incoherent moans you were attempting to stifle.

“You like that don't you” Lips graze your earlobe, a scoff follows through and you fail to hide the undeniable effect it has on you. Teeth nip at the skin that stretches over your collarbone, starved.

“Heeseung please” you whimper your voice barely audible. “Please what baby”, you could hear the smirk in his voice, the response to having kept you on edge all night, taking you to heights only to snatch it away at the last second. His teeth don't leave the spot, suckling in on the now bruising purple of your skin. You let out a hiss and mentally calculate the time you've got left to deal with the mark left on you before your class the next morning. But his hurried thrusts make your eyes roll back, his tip hitting your cervix at all the right spots, nails digging in deeper and the to-do list for the next day soon forgotten. “God you feel so good” his voice is your unravelling, “is this what your needy cunt wants ”

“Yes oh my god” a moan falls out of your lips at the instant he quickens his pace, pounding into you like there was nothing else he'd be doing at that point. “I know baby”, his fingers swiftly wrap themselves around your wrists as he pins them above your head, gaining a little more control over your overstimulated body “So good”.

His hips speed up from then on, and your moans go unheard as Heeseung nears his release, the knot in your stomach tightening, “Hee please” you plead for the release you'd been craving. His lips crash on yours in response, silencing your whimpers. “So close” his voice, hoarse and frantic, vibrates against your lips and you feel the heat build up in response. His hips thrust in deeper and faster, the motion making you cry out, the pleasure too much to contain.

“ Hee, I think I'm-” Your feeble attempt to voice anything is crushed again. “I know” he growls and you feel his body grow tense with every second, his voice travels to your core, your eyes rolling back at your nearing climax. You feel him twitch inside of you and you clench around him in response “Stop clenchi-” but his grumble is lost in the pleasure that shoots through his body the next second.

You feel his wetness pool your insides and you let go soon after, your toes curling, nails clawing at the bed sheets. Heeseung still hovers above you, his arms caging you under him, his eyes stay rolled back, breath coming out in pants “Woah” he mutters and you let a light chuckle out in response as you watch him with half-laden eyes, above you, sweat dripping down his nape onto his tensed biceps.

You feel your heat rushing to your cheeks, red, staining the skin on your chest, up your neck and onto your face. You waited for him to hoist himself up, gather his clothes, get dressed and walk out just like he did on the days he came knocking on your door. Cold makes its way over to you as Heeseung moves to sit on the edge of your bed, still coming down from the high. The light wind makes you shiver and you pull the covers over yourself, feeling a growing burn behind your eyes.

Heeseung watches your frame disappear behind the covers, his breath coming out in uneven pants. He watches you drift off to sleep, the silence between the both of you stretching into the night.

[wemalyri]

I truly wish the world would be kinder to you! I wish people would stop seeing you as a frat boy/fuckboy or calling you ugly or sexualizing you. The sweetest guy with a soft heart and soul. Now people started to call him lazy just because he was tired? He deserves better!! He dedicated a song to the fandom and that's what he gets, hate. His well being is all that matters (all of their well beings), the boys are getting overworked (since 3 years), of course they can't give 100% all the time. This fandom is truly something else..

I love him a lot and i'm so so proud of him! He is passionate and hardworking, he really deserves the world! It makes me sad to see people don't see him as a human being.

There is so much more I could say right now..

These are just my thoughts.

[wemalyri]

enha hyung-line reaction to your pick up line

genre: smau, est. relationship, slightly suggestive warning: fem!reader in sunghoon and jay, none really a/n: I wanted to make something quickly

[wemalyri]

enha hyung-line reaction when they find out you were r@ped

pairing: enha hyung-line × gn!reader genre: slight angst, enha comforting reader warnings: mentions of sexual violence, reader has a mental trauma, sexual concept in heeseung and sunghoon (supposed to be the first time), description of abusive relationship in heeseung, slightly suggestive in jake's scene, physical contact, kisses, making out w/c: +-300 each member (but heeseung is 435 I'm sorry for that lol) a/n: I couldn't make up a lighter name for this 😭DO NOT READ if it's a sensitive topic for you, keep yourself safe pls. // also sorry for not posting for (quiet) long. I feel like I could write smth more for hee with this concept, let me know if you want it. !!!if you liked it, likes and reposts are welcomed!!!

Heeseung

Your back pressed against the wall when Heeseung’s tongue entered your mouth, deepening the kiss. His lips moved hungrily against yours as his hands slipped inder your shirt. You immediately flinched, pushing his chest to pull away. Heeseung noticed that something was wrong and leaned back to look at your face. “Is something wrong? You’re not ready yet?” His eyes were searching yours to find a reason of your reaction. 

“I… can’t do it.” You looked away with guilt but Heeseung immediately lifted your chin up with his hand. 

“Hey… that’s okay. I understand.” His fingers caressed the skin of your cheek, eyes gently looked into yours as the fire in them began to go out.

“No, you don’t.” You shook off his hand, flinching your head. Suddenly the feeling of disgust to his touch overwhelmed you. 

“Y/n…” Heeseung pulled his hand away but stayed at the same place next to you. “Then explain to me.”

You heavily sighed and started staring at the opposite corner of the room, escaping his gaze. “It’s my ex boyfriend.” Heeseung stared at you with confuse. “He never asked me. He would slid his hands under my shirt, pressing me again the wall… and touch me. Even when I didn’t want to.” Heeseung’s eyes widened in shock at the same time as his jaw clenched from anger. He slowly placed his hand on your shoulder, making sure it wasn’t uncomfortable for you.

“I’m sorry for that…” His gentleness made you melt and you finally met his gaze. 

“It wasn’t you. You don’t need to be sorry.” Even when a slight smile spreaded on your face Heeseung still looked worried and confused. 

After a moment of silence he asked. “How long had it been… going?”

“For five months maybe.” Your words made his heart ache. “I couldn’t break up with him because he told me no one will ever love me. And I thought it was okay. At that moment.”

Heeseung made you look at him, making sure you’re listening. “It’s never okay. Look at me, I really love you. And I would never ever hurt you. Physically or mentally. Do you understand?” You nodded and he patted your head. Your hands wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer to you and he hugged you back, burying his nose in your hair. “If you ever feel like you want to go to the next level, tell me, okay?”

You nodded as your grip on him tightened. “I will never touch you without your permission. I promise.”

“Thank you.” Your whisper faded as you nuzzled in his chest more.

Jay

As you two got home and the door behind you were closed, Jay immediately reached for the buttons of your raincoat, hastily undoing them. You gripped one of his hands and looked at him with fear in your eyes. “Jay…”

He immediately stopped and lifted his gaze at you with worry. “What’s wrong, love?”

“What are you doing?..” your voice above a whisper. 

“I'm trying to help you take off your raincoat. It’s soaked after the rain. You should be warmed.” Your hands dropped weakly, eyes looked down. “Oh” you whispered under your breath.

“Is something wrong with that?” Jay asked, reaching his hand to cup your cheek. 

“I thought you wanted… tried to…” You couldn’t end your sentence.

“Tried to undress you? I did. But not in the way you thought. I suppose.” Jay made you look at him, his voice lowered. “Have someone… ever… tried to undress you in that way? Without your permission?”

Your lips trembled at the memory and you sobbed. Despite the fact that it was a long time ago, the reminder of that still hurt you. Seeing you like this made Jay’s heart ache and his hands pulled you closer to him in a reassuring embrace. His palm caressed your hair as he pressed his lips to your head. “Do you know that I would never hurt you, right?”

You nodded weakly, sobbing into his chest. “I know. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t.” His voice lowered. “Don’t blame yourself. Ever. It’s not your fault.”

His words dissolved into the night silence of your apartment, reflecting off the walls.

Jake

While cooking, you felt Jake’s hands on your waist and his lips on your neck. The touch has awakened a memory in you, a situation you would like to erase from your head forever. You flinched away, heavily breathing, when Jake took his hands off you and looked in your eyes in worry. “What’s wrong?” he asked in concern, keeping his hands in the air. 

“Sorry…” you sighed, putting a spatula on the countertop. “Just a bad memory popped out.” Jake crossed his hands, glancing at you with frowned eyebrows. “What memory?”

You took a deep breath again. “My friend… used me when we were at the party.” Jake’s eyes widened and he darkly mumbled “He’s not your friend. He doesn't deserve you to call him that.”

You awkwardly chuckled, trying to brush away a sudden memory of that night. “I know, I know.”

“Are you scared… of my touch? Does it make you uncomfortable? You never said that when we were hugging.” Jake asked with concern, digesting information.

“No, everything was okay back then. It’s just your lips on my neck…”

His eyes widened in guilt. With puppy eyes he looked down. “Oh I’m sorry. I won’t do that again, if you don’t want me to…”

“I want you to do that.” His face lit up with hope. “Just don't do it so suddenly, okay?” Jake chuckled awkwardly and shook his head like a dog. “Yeah, yeah, of course.”

His eyes glued to you and he took a step closer. “Can I kiss you?” You smiled, looking at him. “Yes, you can.” He stepped to you even closer and his lips gently met yours, his hands held your face. As Jake pulled away, he wrapped his hands around you, caressing your hair with his hand and immersing you in the warmth of his body.

Sunghoon

“Wait…” you quietly said, slightly pushing his chest, signaling him to pull away. Sunghoon immediately stopped, looking into your eyes, asking if something’s wrong without words. As you slowly got up on your elbows, he pulled away more and sat down on the edge of the bed, staring at you with worry. 

“I had a bad experience in… this.” you whispered after your heavy sigh. Sunghoon’s eyebrows frowned. “What do you mean?”

Taking a deep breath, you spoke “Once… my body…was used without my permission.”

Sunghoon’s mouth slightly opened in shock and concern. To get from him any words you added with a strangled voice “I was raped, Hoon.”

His eyelashes trembled at the realization of your words. He sighed heavily and mumbled “I didn’t know…” He looked down, finding words to say. “I’m sorry, if I made you uncomfortable… I didn’t mean to.”

You slightly smiled and placed your hand over his. “It’s okay. I know you didn’t.”

Awkward smile appeared on his face. “Do you want to… watch something maybe?” he asked, trying to fill the silence. 

“Actually, Hoon, I want this. I want you.” you whispered, looking into his eyes. He immediately looked at you with widened eyes. “But you said-”

“I know what I said. But that doesn’t mean I don’t want this. I want you. Just… can you be… slower?..” you didn’t let him end his sentence, gripping his wrist. His expression softened and he held your hands in his. “Of course. Tell me if something’s wrong okay?” Sunghoon asked, laying you down on the mattress again. As you nodded with a smile, he gently kissed your lips, showing that you’re safe with him.

[wemalyri]

what are enhypen members like in a relationship? sunghoon ver.

pairing: idols!enhypen × fem!reader

w/c: 1,6k

warnings: relationship development, kisses, physical touch, smut under cut

a/n: sunghoon is the most difficult enhypen member for me to understand. I hope this one is good. if you liked it, likes and reposts are welcomed. also let me know which member I should do next!!

heeseung jay jake sunghoon sunoo jungwon niki

the first meeting

Just as Heeseung, he’s the type who wouldn’t talk a lot when he meets you. Sunghoon prefers to watch you from a distance and awkwardly nod when you ask him something or interact with him. I feel like Sunghoon would try to make a joke (not the funniest one) but when he sees your smile it would make his stomach flip. This is how he gets into you. You’re the one who finds him really funny and he truly appreciates it. I feel like Sunghoon would also flutter when he finds out you make the same jokes as him. He would laugh at them, trying to hide his smile with a palm, looking away.

Your special aura would stay in his mind for a while. It wouldn’t be something serious, more like a warm feeling from meeting an old friend. But exactly this would make Sunghoon less awkward next time he sees you. I feel like he would greet you with a known smile, shaking his hand in the air. As he’s given the same genuine reaction from you, his warm feeling to you blossoms more.

friendship

You two becoming friends is the most natural and right thing in this world. For everyone. You two match each other’s vibes so well it would be surprising otherwise. Your relationship would develop slowly without unnecessary words or bursts of emotions. The feeling that you have known each other for a long time would rapidly carry you to each other, making you spend time together more and more. You would discuss the books you have read (I remember the stack of Sunghoon’s books on his bedside table in the room), talk about style, fashion, what is the best placement of things in the closet. You would find each other’s lifestyles similar. Sunghoon would sometimes complain about the mess that members make.

Slowly feelings that both of you considered as platonic would develop into something more. It would start with greeting hugs. First of all , Sunghoon is not a physically affectionate person, so the fact that you two start to interact physically means he starts trusting you more. But greeting hugs would become longer than they have to be… One time Sunghoon wouldn’t be able to control himself and would place his hand on your head softly, while your face is tugged into his chest. Such gentleness from him would make your heart skip a beat. Inhaling your scent, Sunghoon starts thinking that you might be not just a friend.

his confession

As he realizes he has fallen deeper than he thought, the idea of confession couldn’t leave him even for a second. Sunghoon wants to know if you feel the same, if you are on the same page.

I feel like he would confess somewhere quiet but atmospheric. Sunghoon would become romantic and rent a table on the balcony of the restaurant. 

The sun is setting and he looks at you, admiring your features and lips that curved into a smile. The most genuine words letting out from his mouth. “At the last time, I feel like you’re more than a friend to me. I’m really comfortable with you, the way I’m not comfortable with anyone. I thought you were like an old friend to me but now… I think you’re more than that. I want to be special to you, just the way you’re special to me.” His breath slightly hitched from nervousness, eyes looking down. When he lifts his gaze and sees your smile, everything is clear as the sun that is still sparkling in your eyes. You nod with a smile, “I understand you. I feel the same” HIs face lights up immediately and he chuckles. “I hoped so.”

relationship

He’s a romantic type of guy, who always tries to make you laugh. In the very beginning Sunghoon might be awkward sometimes, but it quickly vanishes away. He would take you to different beautiful places with a good view just to share them with you. He would buy you flowers, handing them to you with a shy smile. I feel like physically he would touch you a lot in a casual way. Placing his hand on your back, when you approach him, hand on your head, when you hug him, holding your wrist, when you look him into eyes, telling about something. Sunghoon is the type of guy to admire you and lose in his thoughts a lot. You might think he doesn’t listen to you, staring at your face but trust me he just can’t take his eyes off you. 

I feel like Sunghoon would love you to meet members but would regret this idea immediately after he sees how close they get to you. 

He doesn’t do anything about it at first, just bites the inner side of his cheek, staring at you and Sunoo cutely interacting. After a while when he thinks it’s a bit too much for him to handle, he approaches you, placing his hand on your back.  “Actually, we have to go,” Sunghoon says, making up the most illogical excuse.  You stare at him, not understanding what’s happening, and he just tries to talk with you without words, looking at you and then at the entrance, wanting to go already.

first kiss

The type of guy to kiss your head before anything more to test the waters and watch your reaction. Your eyes widen, looking at him in surprise. As your cheeks roses, Sunghoon looks away, chuckling in sudden shyness. As he changes the topic, his head is already working, thinking about when to kiss your lips.

Metro station at night. Yes, that one from XO m/v. Almost no one here and you two are waiting for your train. Your eyes met, not able to break away from each other. As Sunghoon leans closer to you, his mouth whispers, “Can I?” As you slowly nod, not breaking eye contact, he leans even closer, his lips gently pressing to yours. His hand holds your back when the other one brushes your hair from your face away. As Sunghoon pulls away, he looks into your eyes and smiles, kissing your forehead with affection.

18+ UNDER CUT

first time

The gentle and slow type. Sunghoon loves to be in control because only then he knows what he’s doing. He would never rush with you, letting himself enjoy the moment fully. 

I feel like Sunghoon would be the type who prepares everything beforehand. Like he would know that today something’s going to happen so he cleans everything in his room, changes sheets and prepares candles to create atmosphere. He would definitely buy condoms because he cares about protection and safety. 

He wouldn’t watch anything but maybe he would ask one of the members who is more experienced than him (Heeseung?). I think Sunghoon would try not to think about it too much so as not to worry.

When it finally happens he slowly kisses you, savoring the moment. His hand holds the back of your head as he gently lays you down on the bed, watching into your eyes. Stopping for a moment he asks permission for going any further without words, just by looking at you. When you smile and nod he answers with the same look on his face and his lips move lower, tracing lines under your jaw.

Sunghoon is not really a talker but he would give you a few compliments as your pieces of clothes are slowly removed one by one.

“You’re so pretty…” he whispers while checking you out. Your shirt is pulled up, exposing your breasts covered in bra. As his words make you flustered, the blush on your cheeks is blooming. Seeing this, Sunghoon leans closer to kiss your face. “You’re my favorite view,” his words leaving his mouth.

Going further, your movements pick up the pace, kisses becoming passionate and hungry. Sunghoon would let out groans and gaspes as his hips presses to yours. He would try to control himself but it wouldn’t last long. He would be the one who worships your body, kissing your skin not missing a single spot. Sunghoon would let you run your fingers into his hair as a sign of trust. He would touch you, immediately asking if you like that.

As his fingers slide inside you, his thumb starts caressing your clit. Sunghoon looks at you, searching for a sign of approval. “Do you like that?” he enquires, examining your face. “Yes… Don’t stop.” you sigh and Sunghoon immediately starts moving his fingers faster.

Sunghoon is not going to cum before you. Only when he knows that you’re done he lets himself relax and reach the edge of pleasure. 

He’s an aftercare guy. He would clean everything. Bed, you, himself. A used condom should immediately end up in the trash, dirty sheets in the laundry basket. He might want to take a shower with you (not in a sexual way but to help you clean yourself).

+ bonus

When you get used to each other, he continues to follow his habits. He always cleans up everything after himself, helps you with this. Sunghoon wants you both to feel comfortable both during and after sex.

However, you will sometimes help him deviate from the established rules and routines to which he is accustomed. During sex with you, he will learn to really relax and enjoy the moment.