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enhypen reaction when you cry during movies
pairings: enhypen x fem!reader | genre: fluff, ot7 work, imagines | wc: 600+ | warnings: not proofread, crying, petnames, kisses | an: didn't do ot7 works in a very long time so... + thank u to the anon who requested!! | LIBRARY FOR MORE...
이희승 (lhs)
as the emotional person you are, movies are no exception. as you watch, fingers intertwined, you feel your eyes filling up with tears at the scene on the screen. heeseung's focus is laser-sharp on the movie, but he can't shake the feeling to turn around to you (his heeseung-tingly senses tingling). when he turns to you, he notices your watery eyes, filled with tears. immediately concerned, he pauses the movie to make sure you're okay. even after you assure him it's just the movie, he remains a bit of a worried. throughout the film, he checks on you time to time, pulling you closer into his arms to make sure you feel safe and happy.
박종성 (pjy)
when you cry in a movie, he would be full on worried mode. if you thought heeseung was worried, jay is 1000x more. he would pause the whole movie, and make sure you're totally fine. "are you okay, my angel?" (SFJLDKJF) would literally go to the kitchen and make you your favorite snacks just so you can feel better. + he would get all of your favorite stuff out
심재윤 (sjy)
this man would process the sniffling noises he's hearing. when he realizes it's you who's crying, he would suddenly feel so guilty. he would be thinking to himself if it was him who did something or maybe he was too focused on the movie and not you. then he would apologize like 10000x times. so when you would say it's just the movie, he would be so relieved that it wasn't him who made you cry. then he comforts you and kisses your tears away, whispering stuff like "my pretty girl doesn't deserve to cry".
박성훈 (psh)
sunghoon would most likely freeze the moment he sees you cry. he would take like a solid 2-3 minutes processing what to say and what to do. after realizing, he would immediately hug you. no words. just a hug. you let your tears stain his shirt as he forgets about the movie and only cares about you. he would brush your hair softly and just embrace you tightly, letting you cry quietly.
김선우 (ksn)
sunoo would be crying with you. he would already be sobbing by the time the sad scene is finished. you and him would be crying together about the scene, hugging each other. just crying. but after a few minutes, you guys would just glance at each other and laugh. holding hands, the two of you would forget about the movie and just talk for the rest of the hour.
양정원 (yjw)
jungwon would be scared but yet guilty when you cry. as a person that didn't cry much, he was worried about why you were crying. he would then ask you, "why are you crying, baby?" and when you tell him its the movie. he would laugh slightly at how cute you are then squish your cheeks softly before comforting you by leaving soft kisses on cheek and then saying some sweet words
西村力 (nsr)
riki would most likely be teasing you at first before realizing you were actually crying. he would be first like "imagine crying over a movie," and then 3 seconds later he would realize you're actually crying. he would feel the biggest guilt. riki would apologize like twenty times and hug you tightly to show how sorry he is to you. then those hugs would turn into tight hugs, which then leads to you two playfully fighting each other, teasing each other, and eventually, you forget about crying. so in the end, riki really does help you stop crying.
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— THE ONE GLIMPSE
pairing - non idol!sunghoon x fem!reader ୨୧ wc - 200+ ₊˚⊹ genre strangers to lovers, fluff, one shot ୨ warnings - not proofread, party, kissing⠀✩｡:*･.danielle side note oh my god, what did just write... | LIBRARY FOR MORE...
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THE BASS THRUMMED THROUGH THE AIR, mingling with the laughter and chatter of the partygoers. Among them, Sunghoon found himself caught in the swirl of music and conversation, his gaze drifting across the room.
He scanned the room, taking in the vibrant energy of the crowd, until his gaze met yours. He couldn't tear his gaze away, captivated by the sparkle in your eyes and the curve of your lips as you returned his stare with a soft, knowing smile.
"Hey," he said, his voice barely audible over the music, but you caught it nonetheless. There was a softness to his tone, a hint of something unspoken lingering in the air.
"Hi," she replied, her voice carrying over the noise of the party with ease. "Nice to see a friendly face in this sea of strangers."
The corners of Sunghoon's lips quirked upwards into a grin, and you couldn't help but return it.
"You look amazing," Sunghoon said, his words a gentle caress against your senses. There was a sincerity in his gaze, a genuine appreciation that made your heart flutter.
"Thank you," you replied, a soft blush rising to your cheeks.
As the night wore on, Sunghoon found himself drawn deeper into your spells. He laughed at your jokes, listened to your stories, and found himself completely enchanted by every word and gesture you did
Sunghoon couldn't help but steal glances at her every now and then, marveling at the way her eyes sparkled with mischief and your lips curved into that irresistible smile.
Caught in the spell of the moment, he reached out to gently tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear, his fingertips lingering against her skin for just a moment longer than necessary.
She met his gaze, her smile softening into something tender and intimate that sent a shiver down Sunghoon's spine.
And then, without thinking, he leaned in and pressed his lips against hers, the world muffled in the background.
When they finally pulled away, breathless, Sunghoon found himself grinning like a fool..
He looked into her eyes, and knew that this was just the beginning of something beautiful.
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— DRYING YOUR HAIR
⸃ ⸰ ⌁ jay helping dry and brush your hair after a shower. ヾ
pairing - bf!jay x fem!reader ୨୧ wc - 100+ ₊˚⊹ genre fluff, drabble ୨ warnings - not proofread, kissing, petname ish⠀✩｡:*･.nini side note too many drafts i have, but this is jay coded guys so jay coded | LIBRARY FOR MORE...
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AS YOU STAND IN FRONT OF THE MIRROR, droplets of water cling to your shirt, leaving a small water stain on the shirt. The scent of shampoo lingers in the air after you shower. You hear the soft footsteps behind you, and then strong yet gentle hands envelop your shoulders.
"Let me help you with that," Jay's voice whispers close to your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. His fingers trace the contours of your back as he reaches for the towel, wrapping it around your damp hair.
You tilt your head back slightly, leaning into his touch as he begins to gently pat your hair dry. His movements are tender, each stroke of the towel like a soothing caress against your scalp.
Once your hair is mostly dry, Jay sets the towel aside and reaches for the brush. His fingers delicately comb through your hair, untangling any knots with practiced ease.
"A pretty hair for a pretty girl," Jay murmurs, his voice filled with admiration.
You can't help but smile at his words, feeling a warmth spread through your chest.
As he finishes brushing your hair, Jay presses a soft kiss against the crown of your head. "All done," he says, his voice soft and tender. "You look absolutely stunning, as always."
You meet his gaze in the mirror, feeling a surge of affection for him. Inside, both of you are truly in love with eachother.
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— MISSED THE TARGET
⸃ ⸰ ⌁ heeseung said you missed his kiss, but it was an excuse ヾ
pairing - bf!heeseung x fem!reader ୨୧ wc - 100+ ₊˚⊹ genre fluff, drabble ୨ warnings - not proofread, kissing⠀✩｡:*･.nini side note i have to do this. also guys in my heeseung writing era >< (wrote like 3 heeseungs in a week, i promise ill post more members tmrw and next week!!) | LIBRARY FOR MORE...
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AS YOU LEAN IN TO KISS HEESEUNG'S FOREHEAD tenderly, you feel a slight frown forming on his face. Confusion twinkles in your eyes, but before you can utter a word, he leans in closer, his breath warm against your skin.
"You missed," he murmurs softly.
Confusion flits across your expression. "Missed what?"
Heeseung's lips curve into a playful grin as he leans forward, closing the distance between you. His gentle hands cup your cheeks, drawing you in for a sweet, lingering kiss on your lips.
A blush rises to your cheeks, a mixture of embarrassment and excitement swirling within you. But before you can fully process his words, he closes the gap between you, his lips meeting yours in a gentle, unexpected kiss.
It's a moment that catches you off guard, but one you welcome with open arms. The warmth of his lips against yours sends a flutter through your heart, melting away any doubts or worries.
"Missed the target," he whispers against your lips, his breath warm and comforting. "But this one, you got just right."
His words melt into the air, leaving you with a warmth that spreads from your lips to your heart. In that moment, you realize that with Heeseung, every kiss is a perfect aim, regardless of the target.
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— SOFT KISSES ON YOUR PAIN
⸃ ⸰ ⌁ jake leaving soft kisses on your fresh bruise ヾ
pairing - bf!jake x fem!reader ୨୧ wc - 100+ ₊˚⊹ genre fluff, drabble ୨ warnings - not proofread, bruises, soft kisses⠀✩｡:*･.nini side note this idea is lowkey cute posting all my drafts ㅇㅅㅇ | LIBRARY FOR MORE...
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AS JAKE LIGHTLY KISSED ON TOP of your freshly formed bruise, you couldn't help but let out a small sigh of contentment. His lips were warm and soft against your skin, his touch gentle yet reassuring.
"There," he murmured softly, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. "All better now?"
You couldn't help but let out a small giggle at his sweet gesture, feeling the warmth of his affection spreading through you like a comforting blanket. "Almost," you teased, leaning into his touch, savoring the gentle sensation of his lips against your skin.
He leaned in again, pressing another feather-light kiss to the bruise before planting one on your forehead. "I hate seeing you hurt," he admitted, his brows furrowing with worry.
"I know," you said softly, reaching up to cup his cheek. "But having you here makes it all better."
A warm smile spread across Jake's face, and he leaned in to capture your lips in a sweet, lingering kiss. It was moments like these that made you grateful for him, for his unwavering love and care.
"I love you," he whispered against your lips, his breath warm against your skin.
"I love you too," you replied, feeling a rush of warmth fill your chest.
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POLAROID LOVE EVENT
— an enhypen collab by @lilacnini & @nishions .
# ABOUT — as the embrace of spring envelops the earth, it beckons forth a season adorned with love and beauty. with a quarter of the year tenderly tucked away, memories, like delicate petals, unfurl, weaving together moments shared with cherished ones. The memories of dates, laughter echoing through time, and the gentle caress of affection intertwine to form warmth and nostalgia. Spring, with its soft whispers of renewal, unfurls a new chapter, inviting us to wander through the gardens of cherished memories once more.
# NOTE — new collab with @nishions, or liz!! im so excited to see everyone's works and ideas into this beautiful collab project! i hope everyone enjoys it <3
GUIDELINES —
ONE. STATUS — slots all open
TWO. to participate, please send an ask to either liz (@nishions) or nini (@lilacnini) with your chosen member and the two keywords that are hidden in the rules. there will be two slots available for each member (excluding me and liz's pieces) please like & reblog this post to help boost this. first keyword is nostalgia
THREE. your work must have synopsis, genre, warnings, and word count before the main content. works with over 500 words must have a read more cut. use the tag "# ⋆.˚nin-liz event" in the first five tags for both me and liz to find it. you may either tag me or liz in your work as an alternative method.
FOUR. the written piece may be a oneshot, timestamp, long fic, and etc. (if writing any timestamp, it must be 400+ word count) and must be member x reader or member x oc. no drabbles, thoughts, series, or smaus!
FIVE. theme of this event is memories of dating with enhypen. this can be in any form like angst or fluff. it can be any moment as well, but note to keep it sfw. second keyword is love.
SIX. please submit your work by 21 MAY 2024! drop outs are 30 APR 2024
SEVEN. plagiarism is strictly prohibited & will not be tolerated.
EIGHT. strictly no smut. suggestive or mature themes (death, violence, substance use, etc.) are not permitted. no racism, ableism, homophobia or similar prejudices. you will be removed from the collab.
NINE. please don’t be afraid to reach out to either of us if you have any questions or concerns! have fun writing !!
SLOTS & FICS — ENTRIES IN RED MEANS THEY'RE FULL
HEESEUNG · @lilacnini
JAY ·
JAKE ·
SUNGHOON ·
SUNOO ·
JUNGWON ·
RIKI · @nishions
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10:45 am — yang jungwon
₊˚⊹ notes ~ bf!jungwon x fem!reader ⋆⭒ warnings: kisses, petname, sleepiness ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 word count: 100+꩜⋆ ˚｡⋆˚ genre: fluff, time stamp, drabble | AN: lowkey this is kind of cute| LIBRARY FOR MORE...
AS YOU SLOWLY AWAKEN from your peaceful slumber, the gentle morning light filtering through the curtains. You turn over, greeted by the sight of Jungwon, already awake and watching you with a soft smile that could rival the sunrise itself.
"Good morning, pretty girl," he murmurs, his voice a soothing melody.
A smile tugs at your lips in response to his soft voice. "Good morning, pretty boy," you whisper back.
Jungwon reaches out, brushing his thumb over your cheek in a gesture so gentle. "You're beautiful," he says softly, his eyes filled with love as he gazes at you.
Your heart flutters at his words, warmth blooming within you like flowers in the spring. "And you're so perfect," you reply, your voice sweet and quiet.
Leaning closer, Jungwon presses a soft kiss to your forehead, his lips tender against your skin. "I could repeat this moments 100 times and I wouldn't be tired of it," he whispers, his breath warm against your ear.
You wrap your arms around him, pulling him close until you're enveloped in each other's embrace. "Me too," you nodded.
In that moment, with Jungwon's soft kisses and the gentle brush of his thumb against your cheek, you realize just how lucky you are to have him by your side.
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— SICKNESS DAYS TOGETHER
₊˚⊹ notes ~ idol! sunghoon x fem!reader ⋆⭒ warnings: sickness, reader on period, guilty, not proofread, pentanes ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 word count: 400+꩜⋆ ˚｡⋆˚ genre: fluff, comfortish | AN: a request from an anon, this was honestly a really cute prompt so thank u sm anon for requesting ^^| LIBRARY FOR MORE...
YOU'RE HUDDLE ON THE COUCH cradling a heating pad against your stomachas the cramps rage on. It's one of those days where everything feels terrible, and your mood matches the gloomy weather outside. Each passing minute seems to drag on, and you find yourself wishing for some relief.
Just when you start feeling more pangs of pain, the door creaks open, and Sunghoon steps inside. His dance practice ended early today. You barely acknowledge his presence, due to your cramps.
"Hey, angel," Sunghoon greets, his voice laced with tiredness, "I'm home."
You respond with a short nod, still in immense pain.
Sunghoon's brows furrow in worry as he approaches you. "Are you okay?"
"Do I look okay?" you snap, your irritation seeping into your voice.
Sunghoon steps back slightly, taken aback by your sharp tone. "Sorry, I didn't mean to—"
"Just leave me alone," you mutter, burying your face in the pillow.
Sunghoon hesitates, his expression troubled. "Actually, I'm not feeling too well either."
You shoot him a skeptical glance. "Oh, really? Got cramps too, huh?"
He shakes his head, a pained expression crossing his features. "No, it's my stomach. It's been bothering me since practice."
You can't help but roll your eyes. "Sure, Sunghoon. Just trying to tease me, are you?God I probably going through worse."
His hurt is evident in his eyes as he meets your gaze. "No, I'm serious. I feel really sick."
"Right," you turned around, annoyance still flaming in your mood. Sunghoon stood up and then left the living room quietly, leaving you alone.
YOU'RE ABOUT TO HEAD OUT TO THE convenience store. As you grab your bag and keys, Sunghoon's earlier words echo in your mind. His stomach ache. At first, you brushed it off as him teasing you, but now, a feeling of doubt creeps in.
You pause, your hand hovering over the doorknob. Glancing back at Sunghoon, who's slumped on his bed looking paler and more tired than usual, a wave of guilt washes over you. Maybe you've been too quick to dismiss his discomfort. After all, he's never been one to complain about minor ailments unlike you.
With a heavy heart, you leave the apartment, your mind racing with worry. What if he's really sick? What if you've been too caught up in your own discomfort to notice his suffering?
As you make your way to the convenience store, you try to focus yourself to get the stuff you need and maybe a couple of snacks.
Inside the store, you mechanically grab the pads, your mind preoccupied with thoughts of Sunghoon. As you head to the checkout counter, you catch sight of the antacids on display. Without hesitation, you add them to your basket.
Back at the apartment, you find Sunghoon exactly where you left him, looking even worse than before. His pale skin and pained expression tug down your heart, filling you with a sense of determination to make it up to him.
"I got you something," you say softly, handing him the antacids.
He looks up at you in surprise, his eyes widening. "You didn't have to—"
"I know," you interrupt, taking a seat beside him in the bed. "But I wanted to. I'm sorry for not taking you seriously earlier. You were right, and I should have listened."
Sunghoon's expression softens, his gratitude evident in his eyes. "Thank you, baby. I really appreciate it." You give a soft smile leaning in for a soft kiss on his cheek.
"I love you so much," you whispered softly.
"I love you too," Sunghoon replied, holding you tightly.
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HIDE IT OR NOT? — (SJY 심재윤 short written series)
SYNOPSIS: your father is practically full-on rivals with the sim corporations. ever since you were little, you remember your father and mother always mumbling about how "disgusting" they are and talking badly about them. after years pass, you attend the same high school and university. at first, the two of you hated each other's guts due to your parents' rivalry. but as years passed, you seem not to hate jake that much. soon, both of you had fallen in love with each other. but how could you tell your parents that you fell in love with their rival company's son?
𐙚 pairing: sonofceorival!jake x daughterofceofem!reader
genre: ceo au, university au, e2l, romance, fluff, angst, written series
⊹ ࣪ ˖ warning(s): kissing, swearing, grammar errors, mentions about being pressured, jake and reader basically lying 24/7 to your parents, jake and reader hating eachother at first, party, death, dating, lots of crying
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001 the beginning
002 truce or what?
003 just dump him!
004 what is love?
005 feeling of love is...
006 don't fear it
007 break my heart
008 find me again
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CALL ME YOURS !! (LHS - 이희승)
SYNOPSIS: ever since you broke up with your ex, choi jiho, who cheated on you with another girl, you have always wanted to get revenge. when you meet jiho again at school, to prove you were over him and had met a better man, you told him you were meeting someone. you lied and told him you were meeting a random guy who you pointed at on your school's bulletin board for being the top student in the whole school. coincidentally, that guy was lee heeseung, known for his quiet and smart personality. then jiho demands to meet him in real life, hand-in-hand with you, which now you have a huge problem. first, you have to find heeseung, and next, you have to date him.
pairing: topstudent!heeseung x popularstudentfem!reader
genre: fake dating, s2l, romance, high school au, sunshine x cold
warning(s): reader + heeseung being in denial, your ex cheated, kissing, inspired by a k-drama (i forgot which one), two of them being awfully awkward at first, swearing, grammar errors, party, lots of love confusions, does say that winter is dating beomgyu, punching, fighting
word count: 7k
AN: guys im back with a long au, i never really write long aus, so this is slightly new to me. i did proofread it but not super thoroughly so if i made any mistakes, my bad for that .
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ALL YOU WANTED WAS REVENGE. Sweet revenge against your idiotic ex, Choi Jiho.You remember the moment you walked into the girls locker room to go deliver something to your PE coach, only to find the room “empty”. It hit you like a ton of bricks when you stumbled upon Jiho, locking lips with your “supposed” best friend, Kim Haeun, in the girl’s locker room Lip on lip, eyes closed, moving in sync. Heart shattered, tears streaming, you bolted, tripping over a basket of equipment and scraping your knees quickly catching attention of Jiho. His voice trailed after you, calling your name as you fled into the distance.
Losing both your best friend and your boyfriend cut deep. Being single was one thing, but being unable to find anyone who measured up to Jiho was another.
"YN, your standards for men are too high!" Karina remarked from the bleachers during PE.
You shrugged. "They've always been high." For the past 4 months, no one was your type compared to Jiho, the perfect boyfriend in your eyes: tall, handsome, a football player, rich, and occasionally nice.
"It's because of that disgusting asshole," Ningning scoffed.
"He isn't disgusting!" you retorted.
"YN, you need to get over him. This is just becoming toxic, plus you dumped him in front of the whole school ," Giselle chimed in. She was right. You vividly recalled the moment, twenty minutes before the bell, eyes swollen from crying all night but disguised behind makeup, replaying yesterday's scene you witnessed in your mind.
"YN!" Jiho's voice snapped you back to reality, his figure rushing towards you.
"Can we talk?" he asked, breathless.
"Talk about how you fucking cheated on me? Fine, I'll hear you out," you yelled, drawing everyone's attention.
"Can you keep it down, YN?" Jiho snapped.
"Sure I’ll quiet it down when I want to. Go to your girlfriend, Haeun. Why does she have to be my best friend, out of all people?" you glared.
"YN, let's talk inside," Jiho groaned, irritated.
"No, we're done. I never wanted you anyway, you asshole. Just fuck off," you spat, the words stinging even as they left your mouth The next thing you knew the scene spreaded like wildfire at school.
"Are you okay?" Minjeong asked as you sobbed at the lunch table.
"Listen, YN, Jiho wasn't worth it. You saw what you saw," Karina tried to console.
"I don't know... it's just over now," you murmured, head in your hands.
"Maybe it's a sign to find someone better," Ningning suggested.
"I don't know..." you whispered, feeling lost, unable to move on.
“I’m for sure there’s someone way better than him.” Giselle added (biggest lie you ever heard).
MONTHS PASSED AND YOU FOUND YOURSELF IN THE LIBRARY, lending a hand to the librarian in organizing books before school started. As you went about your duties, dropping off books and preparing to fetch more, the one and only, Jiho, stood by the school bulletin board waiting for you. It had been months since the breakup, and yet, the wound was still fresh, a constant reminder of the pain (really yn..)
"I wanted to say a word," Jiho awkwardly mumbled, eyeing you for a reaction, his hands in his pockets.
You reluctantly agreed, "Fine, make it quick. I'm busy."
"I broke up with Haeun," he stated, the words hanging in the air.
"What?" Your eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"I ended things with Kim Haeun," he said more firmly. His words sank in, but confusion lingered. But why was he telling you this now? Then it hit you—he wanted you back. Yet, on a day when you missed him, you suddenly felt nothing. He had left you for another girl (well, technically, you dumped him), betrayed you, and now he came back because you were his second choice?
"Why are you telling me this?" You managed to maintain calm.
"I still like you, YN LN," he confessed, causing your eyes to widen. You bit your lip, before you could accept his confession like your 5 minute ago self would. Your heart didn’t thump like it did when you were around him. Your hands weren’t sweaty like they were when he looked at you before. Your mind wasn’t racing like it was when Jiho confessed to you for the first time, months ago. It was nothing like any of that–you just felt empty and cold.
"I'm seeing someone," you blurted out, realizing the lie you had just said. Crossing your fingers, you hoped he wouldn't ask about the identity of your "so-said boyfriend"
"Who?" he inquired, raising his eyebrow. Desperately searching for an excuse, your eyes landed on the bulletin board, displaying a list of top students and their ID photos.
Rushing over, you pointed at the first photo and name you saw, "That guy," you said, reading his name, "...Lee Heeseung! I'm dating him."
"Oh, really?" Jiho cast a skeptical glance between you and the photo, a smirk playing on his lips. "Then," he leaned in closer, "how about you introduce me to him, hand-in-hand, next week? I want to see if he's worthy of you." Panic rushed in you, and your throat went dry. You forced a smile and nodded in reluctant agreement.
"Sure," you replied.
"Great, see you next week," Jiho said, turning and walking away. You were officially doomed. Now, you have to find this Lee Heeseung and give him a deal.
YOU WANDERED DURING LUNCH, TRYING TO FIND HEESEUNG. You only heard about him because he got a perfect score on the hardest SAT exams, but you didn't really pay attention.
"Heeseung? Sorry, I don’t know who he is," a girl replied when you asked her about Heeseung.
"It's okay," you smiled politely and left, feeling frustrated.
"I'll never find him," you groaned to Karina, who was with you while you asked everyone about Heeseung.
"Why did you lie to Jiho then? I thought you weren’t over him. Last night, you were giggling at how cute Jiho is and how much you want him back," Karina asked, taking a bite of her apple.
"I don’t know. He was just using me. I knew it because he and Haeun broke up," you explained, letting out a soft sigh. "He saw me as a second option, and I got into this mess because I lied to him about having a boyfriend who's probably some ugly nerd."
"I told you he was using you the entire time! But you didn’t trust me!" Karina scolded you.
"Sorry, I was just blind back then," you mumbled.
Before your last attempt, you walked up to a boy and asked the same question you’d been asking everyone.
"Do you know Lee Heeseung by any chance?" you asked. The boy's eyes widened, and a big grin spread across his face.
"Yes, I do! For what reason?" the boy quickly replied. For the first time, someone knew who he was.
"Do you know where he is then?" you inquired, hoping he could help.
"I do. I’m close friends with him. Come, I’ll show you where he is," the boy replied as you followed him, waving to Karina goodbye.
As the two of you awkwardly made up the long staircase, you arrived at the rooftop of the school. When the boy opened the door, a lonely figure sat by the table, reading a book.
"Heeseung!" the boy called out, causing the figure, supposedly Heeseung, to turn around.
"What, Jungwon?" Heeseung raised his eyebrow, quickly glancing at you and then back at Jungwon.
"YN was looking for you," Jungwon quickly said, nudging you to speak. Heeseung obviously knew who you were, known for dating Jiho and your soft-delicate visuals.
You walked towards him awkwardly, “Uhm…can we talk privately?” Slightly glancing at Jungwon, signaling him to leave quietly. As Jungwon left quietly, you cleared your throat.
“So…” you started off a bit nervous, “I need some help?”
"What help?" Heeseung answered a bit coldly, “If it’s anything studying related, I’m not interested-”
"I need help dating," you blurted, realizing what you had just said.
"What?" Heeseung gave you a puzzled look, "Dating what?"
"I lied to Jiho. Okay, I don’t have interest in you or even Jiho. I lied to him saying that I’m meeting you," you spilled the news. Heeseung had an empty look on his face as you tried to read his expression.
“Why me?” Heeseung arched his eyebrow.
“You were the first name I saw,” you explained, “So can you fake date me? I need it, please,” you pleaded, hoping he would accept your request.
"No, I’m not interested," he turned around, quickly getting his book to start reading again. Your jaw dropped, no one had ever rejected you like that.
"What?" you spat, feeling terrible that you got rejected for the first time.
"I’m not interested in you or in dating. So, I strongly believe that I shouldn’t do it," he said, quickly focusing his attention on his book.
“I’ll do anything!” you begged, feeling desperate.
"Anything?" Heeseung quickly averted his attention to you, dropping his book slightly to make eye contact with you.
"Yes, anything. I’ll do anything," you replied, hoping he would accept it.
"Then introduce me to her," Heeseung answered. You looked confused.
"Who's her?" you raised your eyebrow.
Heeseung’s cheek slightly blushed, it was the first time you saw him so embarrassed. “Karina,” he mumbled under his breath. Suddenly it clicked—he was interested in Karina, your best friend.
You gave an eager look, “Deal! I’ll introduce you to her after all of the fake dating.” You pulled out your hand.
"Deal," Heeseung replied, shaking your hand.
A FEW DAYS LATER, YOU FIND YOURSELF in the convenience store, an unexpected place for someone like you—a popular girl to be at. Your outfit was simpler than usual, baggy gray sweats and a white tank top, with your hair thrown up in a messy high ponytail and an oversized jacket completing the look.
You scan the snack aisle, contemplating your choices, when the doorbell chimes, signaling a customer had entered. Your heart thumps as you recognize the last person you expected to encounter—Heeseung. He's dressed in simple gray sweatpants and a black hoodie, his messy hair somehow adding to his charm.
Your eyes lock momentarily before you both awkwardly shuffle towards each other. "What brings you here?" you ask, surprised to find him in a convenience store at 2 am.
"Why are you up so late?" he counters, swiftly turning the interrogation on you.
"I couldn't sleep. What's your excuse?" you reply.
"Studying," he responds matter-of-factly, grabbing an energy drink before swiftly checking out and leaving. You hurry after him, catching up as he strides down the street.
"Studying late? That's a first," you mutter to yourself, gazing up at the night sky.
"I don’t want to flunk my classes, unlike you," he retorts, avoiding your gaze.
"I'm not that hopeless," you roll your eyes.
"Yeah, you are," he quips, taking a sip of his drink.
"Hey!" you playfully threaten, pulling back your arm as if to hit him. But then something unexpected happens—you catch sight of Heeseung's smile, genuine and endearing. You quickly shake off any wayward thoughts; after all, you're just his so-called “girlfriend”.
"Where do you live?" you inquire, trying to change the subject.
"Stalker much?" Heeseung teases.
"Shut up," you retort, rolling your eyes.
"I live in the house near the college," he answers, disposing of his empty can.
"Do you walk to school?" you ask, trying to prolong the conversation.
"Yeah," he replies.
"Then... do you want to walk together tomorrow?" you suggest, stopping in the quiet and empty streets.
"Walk together?" he repeats, surprised.
You nod and quickly add, "Yeah, you know, for you know..."
Heeseung considers for a moment before agreeing, "Sure."
"Great! I'll come by your place at 7 am since school starts at 7:30!" you smile, remembering to ask for his number. He inserts it into your phone, adding, "Don't blow up my phone."
"I'm not that obsessed with you," you retort.
"I think you are," he jokes.
"In your dreams," you shoot back.
YOU FOUND YOURSELF STANDING OUTSIDE Heeseung's door, feeling an awkward knot tighten in your stomach as you waited, fingers fidgeting nervously. After what seemed like hours, the door swung open to reveal a woman, likely Heeseung's mother.
"Hi, who are you?" she inquired, her eyes curious but welcoming.
"I'm YN LN," you replied, managing a warm smile despite your nerves. "A friend of Heeseung's."
"Heeseung's friend?" Her expression softened into a delighted grin. "I didn't realize Heeseung had such a pretty friend. I'm Heeseung's mother. Just call me Mrs. Lee."
"Mom..." Heeseung's voice interrupted, his presence suddenly beside you as he quickly shuffled to put on his shoes.
"Heeseung, she seems like a sweet and pretty girl," Mrs. Lee remarked before Heeseung darted, closing the door behind him before his mother could say anything else.
"Your mother seems really nice," you commented, attempting to ease the tension.
"Mhm," Heeseung mumbled, his attention already diverted to his book that he quickly pulled out from his backpack.
With a pointed look, you reached out your hand, silently urging him to remember.
Heeseung sighed, rolling his eyes in mild exasperation, but he relented, tucking the book away and clasping your hand in his. The touch sent a jolt through you, a feeling you couldn't quite grasp.
"So..." you began, eager to break the silence. "Where's your class?"
"Class 3-B," he replied shortly, his gaze fixed ahead as if unwilling to meet your eyes.
"Mine's right next door." you exclaimed, hoping to inject some enthusiasm into the conversation. "Perfect! Do you know what this means?"
"What?" Heeseung's response was clipped, his tone guarded.
"That I can come over to your class during lunch!" you declared with a wide grin, trying to lighten the mood.
"I eat on the rooftop, alone." he added, emphasizing the word alone.
"Ah, I forget you’re a loner," you teased gently.
"At least I'm productive with my free time," he retorted.
"Well, today we're together!" you suggested brightly and then with a smirk you whispered, "And I can introduce you to... Karina." The mention of your best friend's name made Heeseung blush slightly.
"Shut up," he groaned, moving to cover your mouth with his free hand just in case you would say anything else.
"Like I want to-" feeling a sudden hard squeeze in your hand "Ow..."
"Now shut up before I squeeze harder," Heeseung warned, though there was a hint of genuine threat in his tone.
"You're no fun," you muttered. Eventually, you arrived at the school, fingers still intertwined as you drew curious whispers from the hallway.
"YN and Heeseung, dating? No way..." you heard a girl whisper by the lockers, causing a flush of embarrassment to color your cheeks. When you reached Heeseung's classroom, you reluctantly released his hand, noticing the tension in his posture as he leaned against the doorframe.
"See you later?" you asked, "I'll be on the rooftop during break."
"Alright..." Heeseung's response was hesitant, but then came an unexpected word that caught you off guard. "...baby." The pet name hung in the air.
"R-right... anyway, bye..." you stammered, feeling a rush of different emotions. You'd been in relationships before, but you were never so flustered for such small things like that. Could it be... you weren't falling for him, right?
HEESEUNG SETTLED AT THE EMPTY TABLE on the rooftop, his gaze drifting across the school grounds. The rooftop held a special meaning for him, offering a quiet place to read, barely visited by others.
“Heeseung!” Your voice sliced through the silence, drawing his attention. He glanced up to see you approaching, two lunches in hand.
With a bright grin, you placed the meals in front of him. “I brought lunch!”
"Thanks," Heeseung replied , his tone cool as he examined the homemade kimbap. As you both sat down, awkwardness settled between you, by the avoidance of eye contact.
Summoning his courage, Heeseung brought a question that had lingered in his mind for months. "Why did you like Choi Jiho?"
Your eyes widened at the unexpected, catching you off guard. You paused, hesitating with how to respond.Memories of Jiho flooded your mind. You had forgotten about him for the past 4 days due to Heeseung being on your mind 24/7.
You cleared your throat, summoning a bitter lie to your lips. "I... uh, he was nice, I guess."
"Did Jiho even like you back?" Heeseung's question cut through the air. That’s when you realized something. You remembered the way Jiho would never defend you in any moment or barely spend time with you. And the time when he did? He would always be on his phone. You realized how stupid you were as you thought the moments where he just wanted attention from the public by kissing you or flirting with you meant that he loved you.
"I... I don't know," you admitted. Deep down, you knew the painful reality—that Jiho had used you.
"Oh, okay..." Heeseung responded, sensing the weight of your words. "So, let's change the top—"
"I know he didn't like me," you interjected, your gaze drifting to the sky before meeting Heeseung's gaze. "I know he was the worst boyfriend I could ask for."
Confusion flickered across Heeseung's features at your sudden confession.
"I was blind. I regret it," you murmured, your gaze falling to your lap. "But it's in the past."
Heeseung regarded you with his usual stern and cold look. "Then why did you tell Jiho you were meeting someone else?"
"Because... I wanted to prove I was happier now," you muttered, grappling with your tumultuous emotions.
"Are you?" Heeseung's gaze bore into yours.
"I... I think I am," you replied
"You 'think'?" Heeseung pressed, his tone firm.
"I'm happier than before," you insisted, though the vagueness of your answer hung in the air.
"That's not specific," Heeseung challenged.
"I can't be specific," you confessed, frustration simmering beneath the surface. "Because I don't know, at all."
"Are you sure?" Heeseung persisted.
"Heeseung, it's my feelings, yes I'm sure," you asserted.
"I'm just physically and mentally curious, so it allured me to—" Heeseung began, but you cut him off.
"Okay, I think that's enough. The bell's going to ring soon. Text me later!" With that, you rose abruptly, snatching your lunch bag and offering a quick wave before descending the stairs back to class.
HEESEUNG LAY ON HIS BED, staring up at the ceiling. He knew he should be studying, but your words about Jiho lingered in his mind. "I'm happier than before." Why was he even pondering such things? Lost in thought, he was jolted back to reality by a faint buzz from his phone. Retrieving it, he found a message from you.
YN LN: heeseung!! all my friends rejected me to go to the mall TT, so wanna go together?? ><
Heeseung paused, a moment of surprise flashing across his features. You were asking him to go to the mall with you? It felt almost like you were asking him out. He composed himself and replied:
Heeseung: Sure. Send location and time, I’ll be there.
Putting down his phone, he realized the weight of his agreement. He had just agreed to go on a date with you. And now, he needed to get ready. Hastily, he rummaged through his closet, seeking out a suitable outfit. Opting for his lone stylish varsity jacket paired with jeans, he ran his fingers through his hair in an attempt to tidy it up.
Rushing to the mall, he found you leaning against a store wall, your attention fixed on your phone. As he approached, a cupid seemed to strike him with an arrow as his cheeks flushed. The simplicity of your outfit and the gentle cascade of your hair rendered you utterly captivating.
You looked up, catching sight of Heeseung's slightly stunned expression, and greeted him with a warm smile, gesturing for him to join you.
"Hi," Heeseung muttered, still awestruck by your beauty.
"Hi!" you returned the greeting with equal warmth. "I just need to buy some makeup for my friends, or maybe myself, and possibly shop around! Anything you need?"
"Not necessarily," Heeseung replied, scanning the mall.
"Okay then, follow me," you said, seizing his arm and leading him to the nearest makeup store. Arriving at the lip product section, you perused the selection of lipsticks, lip glosses, and lip tints. Grabbing a random lip tint, you turned to Heeseung.
"Can I try it on you? I need to see if it looks good on a person," you suggested.
"What? When did I sign up for this?" Heeseung sighed.
"Please," you pleaded, giving him your best pout. "I can erase it right after."
"Fine."
With careful precision, you applied the tint to his lips. The warmth of his breath brushed against your cheeks and neck, sending a flurry of sensations through you. Your heart raced as you admired his perfectly shaped lips, now tinted with color. After smoothing out any unevenness, you stepped back to admire the look.
"Hmm... I think this works," you concluded, grabbing the new tint to go check out and pay for it.
YOU SAVORED THE SWEET TASTE OF vanilla ice cream as you took a bite, sitting side by side with Heeseung on the bench outside the convenient store where you first met. He listened attentively as you shared stories about your friends and family.
"And then Giselle told me—" Your sentence was cut short as Heeseung's fingers delicately wiped a smudge of ice cream from the corner of your lips.
"Mhm?" He hummed softly, encouraging you to continue. Your heart fluttered at his touch, beating rapidly in your chest.
"...y-yeah," you stammered, trying to regain your composure, your gaze drifting to the hues of the sunset painting the sky in shades of blue and orange.
"Are you done with your story?" Heeseung inquired, to which you nodded hastily. You weren't finished, but another word might turn you into a flustered mess.
After a brief silence, you suggested, "How about we go for a walk by the Han River?" Heeseung agreed with a nod, and soon you found yourselves strolling side by side along the riverbank, the gentle sound of water trickling in the background adding to the peaceful atmosphere.
Unexpectedly, Heeseung asked, "Are you going to the dance?" It was a question he wouldn't normally ask.
"The dance?" you raised an eyebrow, caught off guard by his inquiry.
"Yeah, the school dance?" Heeseung clarified, his expression tinged with skepticism.
"Oh, well, yeah," you replied, feeling a pang of disappointment as you remembered his feelings for Karina. He didn't like you, so why did you allow yourself to hope for something more?
"Is Karina going?" Heeseung continued, and you struggled to find your voice, your throat suddenly dry.
"O-oh, uhm, I think she's going..." you managed to say, the reality of your situation crashing down on you like a wave. Foolish fantasies had consumed you for the past five days, but now you bit your lip to stave off the embarrassment and tears threatening to surface.
"I think I'm tired. I'm gonna go home now. Bye, Heeseung," you forced a small smile before turning away, walking in the opposite direction. Heeseung watched you go, a confused expression clouding his features as you moved farther and farther away.
LEANING AGAINST THE WALL, you found yourself lost in thoughts of Heeseung, the person who was on your mind day in and day out. Why did it bother you so much if he had feelings for your best friend, Karina? Why did his presence hold such sway over you?
"YN?" Winter's voice broke through your trail of thoughts,snapping you back to reality.
"Oh, sorry, I was zoning out," you replied, trying to shake off the distraction.
"You've been distant all day. Is everything okay?" Ningning's concern was evident in her voice.
"Just tired, didn't get much sleep last night," you reassured them with a forced smile, hoping they wouldn't press further.
"Are you sure?" Giselle's skepticism lingered, her gaze searching yours.
"It's nothing, just life being complicated," you offered, trying to reassure their worries.
"If you need to talk, we're here for you," Karina chimed in, her comforting touch on your hands a familiar gesture she usually did. How you longed to confess and tell them about Heeseung and the jumble of emotions you felt and fought with, but the fear of ruining your relationships with both him and Karina kept you quiet.
At that moment, it came to you: you were in love with Heeseung. It had to be a mistake right? You could never like someone like Heeseung. The way your heart thumped when Heeseung did small actions like hold your hand or even wipe off anything from your mouth.
Yet, you couldn't shake the fear, the fear of history repeating itself with someone like Jiho, selfish and foolish. What was the point of falling for someone who didn't accept your feelings and liked someone else
HEESEUNG HAD REHEARSED EVERY WORD, every breath, for the moment he would finally summon the courage to ask you out for dinner. With trembling fingers, he reached for his phone, his thumb hovering over the call button. The weight of his nerves pressed down on him as he prepared to take the risk.
As the phone rang, his heart raced, the sound of your voice on the other end sending a jumble of emotions through him "Hello?" you answered, your voice like music and beauty to his ears.
"Hi..." Heeseung replied, his voice betraying his unease.
"Why did you call me?" you asked, curiosity tinged but yet your voice sounded heavy and drained. Heeseung couldn't help but notice the change in your tone for the past days, wondering if he had somehow caused it. Had he done something wrong?
"I was just wondering if... uhm... you wanted to go get dinner tonight together?" Heeseung's voice faltered slightly, the weight of his question hanging in the air.
"Dinner tonight?" Your voice held a hint of confusion, but there was also a spark of interest. "When and where?" you inquired.
"At the Japanese place down the block, at 6?" Heeseung suggested, hoping you would agree.
"Sure, I'll see you at 6 then," you replied, your voice brightening slightly.
"Right, anyways, bye!" Heeseung quickly ended the call, a rush of happiness coursing through him. He had done it. He asked you out for dinner.
With a sense of pride, Heeseung flopped onto his bed, his phone resting on his chest as. a wide grin spread across his face. He replayed the conversation in his mind, excited for the evening of day.
Meanwhile, on the other end of the line, you couldn't contain your excitement. Heeseung. Lee Heeseung. had. Asked. you. out. to. dinner. You, YN LN. You couldn't help but squeal with delight into your pillow.
Eager to make a good impression, you jumped out of bed and rushed to your closet, rummaging through your clothes in search of the perfect outfit for the occasion.
HEESEUNG SAT NERVOUSLY, tapping the table as he waited for you to arrive. Within minutes, you rushed in and quickly spotted him.
"Hi!" you greeted with a smile, settling down at the table.
"Hi," he smiled back (inside you felt a flutter at how cute his smile was). You both looked at the menu and ordered as the waiter approached. After eating, you quietly walked outside, enjoying the cool evening air.
The dark, cloudless sky revealed a glimmering array of stars. You admired the view, unaware that Heeseung was watching you, captivated by your beauty.
"The stars are so pretty," you remarked in awe.
"Mhm," he replied, still focused on you. Suddenly, you felt his fingers gently tuck a stray hair behind your ear. Your face flushed as butterflies fluttered in your stomach.
"I have a question, YN..." Heeseung began, and you turned to him, curious.
"Do you... want to go to the dance?" he asked. Your heart raced, your stomach churned, and your head spun. He had just asked you to the dance.
"T-the dance?" you stuttered.
"Yeah... I mean, just as... you know, for visual purposes," he tried to clarify.
"Right..." you nodded, agreeing. "I'll go with you." Heeseung's face lit up with a big grin as you accepted his invitation.
"That's great! I'll, um... see you at the dance then," Heeseung said with a small smile and a wave as you both went your separate ways, heading home with a light heart.
As you walked home, your mind buzzed with excitement. The thought of going to the dance with Heeseung made your heart skip a beat. You couldn't help but replay the moment he asked you, feeling a rush of happiness each time. It was like a dream come true, and you couldn't wait for the night of the dance to arrive.
WEEKS FLEW BY, each one filled with anticipation, excitement, and a series of dates. Finally, the much-anticipated day of the dance had arrived. It had been six weeks since you eagerly marked this date on your calendar. Reflecting on the past four months since you met Heeseung, you knew deep down that you were head over heels in love with him. The moment he asked you to the dance, those feelings intensified.
"Do you think this dress is pretty enough?" you asked, twirling in your knee-length black dress adorned with delicate lace details, a sweetheart neckline, and spaghetti straps. The dress hugged your figure perfectly.
"It's gorgeous," Ningning complimented, deftly assisting with your hair.
"It's perfect, just like you," Winter reassured, adjusting your dress with care.
"Easy for you to say, with Beomgyu as your date," you teased, prompting laughter from your friends.
"And you have Heeseung," Winter smiled, smoothing out the fabric of your dress.
"You two are so cute together," Giselle teased, earning a blush from you.
"I love you guys," you said, feeling grateful for their support as you shared a group hug.
"Even if I'm dating a man, you'll always be my number one," Winter jokes, lightening the mood as you head to Karina's car.
Upon arriving at the dance, the lively atmosphere was perfect. Laughter, music, and chatter filled the room as people talked, danced, and enjoyed themselves. Spotting Heeseung entering the room, you felt a rush of excitement.
He looked perfect in his suit, his hair perfectly styled. Rushing over to him, you greeted him with a beaming smile.
"Heeseung!" you exclaimed. Heeseung looked up, his eyes lighting up at the sight of you. I
"You look amazing, YN," Heeseung complimented, his smile genuine.
"Thanks, but you're the one who looks stunning," you replied, feeling your heart flutter as you took in his appearance. "Come on, let's grab some snacks and go have fun!"
The next two hours were filled with laughter, dancing, and cherished moments spent with Heeseung and your friends. However, amidst the joy, an unexpected encounter with Jiho cast a shadow over the evening.
"YN," Jiho's voice cut through the noise, sending a chill down your spine.
"What do you want, Jiho?" you asked, your tone laced with irritation.
"Are you here with your 'so-called' boyfriend, Heeseung?" Jiho taunted, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Yes, and what's it to you?" you retorted, your patience wearing thin.
“Yeah there is.” his smirk widened, “Don’t act stupid, I knew everything.”
“God I hate you Jiho.” you spat, feeling your anger rise.
"Come on, YN. Admit you still love me, and everything will go back to normal," Jiho sneered.
“I don’t even like you anymore, Jiho.” you said firmly, trying to keep your composure.
"Oh, really? Maybe this will change your mind," Jiho said, leaning in closer. You felt his fingers slip into your waist, his grip firm and tight. You felt his face leaning closer to yours. You quickly stepped back and pushed him aside.
“Are you fucking crazy?” you yelled.
“YN, why are you so pissed? Not like you like anyone.” Jiho's eyes bore into yours, a smirk playing on his lips.
“I don’t want to fucking kiss you,” you glared, “Now fuck off please.”
“Why is it because of Heeseung? Your fake boyfriend? God, he probably doesn’t even like you YN. He only likes you because you're popular.” he laughed. Your heart sank at his cruel words. The words stung as you heard each word. Heeseung was just a stupid fake boyfriend you had. The two of you had never had a real relationship. A real love. Was Heeseung just playing with your feelings? Did Heeseung even love you like how much you loved him?
"I hate you, Jiho," you whispered before leaving the party alone, your heart felt heavy.
YOU SPENT HOURS lying in bed, staring out the rain-splattered window, your cheeks damp from the relentless stream of tears. Days had passed since the dance, and you hadn't mustered the strength to leave the confines of your home.
"YN, you've been here for hours," Karina's voice broke through the silence, her concern evident as she entered your room.
"Why didn't you text me?"
"Phone died," you muttered, burying your face deeper into the sheets. "
Tell me what's wrong," Karina urged gently, taking a seat beside you.
"I don't know," you confessed, your voice barely audible.
"Come on," Karina coaxed, her comforting presence offering a glimmer of solace.
"Okay, fine," you relented, the words tumbling out in a rush. "Jiho said some awful things to me at the dance. Now I'm a wreck, and I can't face Heeseung. I'm in love with him, and it's tearing me apart."
Karina's eyes widened at the torrent of emotions pouring out. "And you kept this from me all this time?"
"Karina, I didn't know what to do," you admitted, your voice choking with emotion. "I thought Heeseung felt the same way, but then Jiho made me doubt everything."
"How does Jiho know anything? He's not Heeseung," Karina retorted, frustration evident in her tone. "He's just trying to mess with your head."
"But what if he's right? What if Heeseung was just pretending all along?" you sighed, a heavy weight settling in your chest.
"YN," Karina's voice softened, her touch gentle as she sought to comfort you. "How do you know Heeseung doesn't like you? Have you talked to him?"
"I haven't," you admitted, uncertainty clouding your thoughts.
"Then how can you be so sure?" Karina questioned, her eyes searching yours. "Heeseung cares about you, YN. He was worried sick after the dance. He searched everywhere for you and even left the party early out of concern."
"Are you serious?" you asked, a glimmer of hope flickering in your eyes.
"Dead serious," Karina affirmed, her sincerity unwavering. "Talk to him, YN. You'll see."
"But what if I'm wrong?" you hesitated, your fear holding you back. "Just trust me on this," Karina reassured, squeezing your hand gently. "Talk to Heeseung. You'll thank me later." Karina offered you a reassuring smile before enveloping you in an embrace.
HEESEUNG WAS SERIOUSLY DEAD WORRIED about you. He thought you were possibly hit by some car or even worse kidnapped. His thoughts wandered as he tried to think of all the possibilities you were. You stopped even coming to school for weeks.
The memory of the dance replayed in his mind like a broken record, haunting him with unanswered questions. Your sudden disappearance after excusing yourself to the bathroom left him questionable and restless. Desperately, he asked your friends as your friends only left him shrugs and quietness making him uneasy of the situation.
When you finally returned after a week-long absence, Heeseung couldn't help but notice the change in you. You awfully looked tired and you had eyebags. And the most important change, you were avoiding Heeseung. Was it something he had done to mess things up?
Heeseung sat at his usual spot on the rooftop, gazing out at the view, trying to get his thoughts out.
"Look who it is, Lee Heeseung," a voice pierced through the silence, pulling Heeseung from his reverie. Turning, he found Jiho leaning casually against the stairway exit, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Heeseung's girlfriend, huh?" Jiho taunted, his words hitting Heeseung like a sudden blow.
"What did you do to YN?" Heeseung's voice was edged with a mixture of anger and concern, his gaze sharp.
"Nothing much, just a little truth-telling," Jiho chuckled, his demeanor full of arrogance.
"What truth?" Heeseung's tone was laced with urgency, his fists clenched in frustration.
“Just a few things that need to be said. Like how you guys are just dating, nothing more than that.”
Heeseung's jaw tightened as the weight of Jiho's words settled in, his mind reeling with disbelief and anger.
"Do you even know why YN hates you?" Heeseung spat, his voice seething with contempt.
"Why don't you tell me?" Jiho's smirk widened.
"Cause you’re truly an awful person” Heeseung retorted, his patience wearing thin.
“Oh really?” Jiho teased, “I didn’t know.”
Jiho's mocking laughter only fueled Heeseung's rage, his frustration exploding into action as he delivered a swift punch to Jiho's jaw.
"You're really undeserving of her," Heeseung's words echoed in the empty space.
“You could punch me as many times, I don’t care.” Jiho smiled.
“I would but actually I don’t want to see your ugly face, so fuck off.” Heeseung stormed out of the rooftop leaving Jiho alone on the ground.
IT WAS 1 AM WHEN YOU FOUND YOURSELF at the convenience store, clad in your most comfortable clothes, not even caring if people saw you. The rush of cold air from the conditioner greeted you as you stepped inside, scanning the assortment of snacks. The scent of sweet delights filled your senses, tempting you to buy more. You reached for a snack when the chime of the door signaled someone's arrival.
Looking up, you were met with the sight of Heeseung standing across the store, his gaze fixed on you. It felt like deja vu, reminiscent of the first time you laid eyes on him. Your throat went dry, memories of Jiho's words echoing in your mind: "He probably doesn’t even like you." Anxious, you bit your lip as Heeseung approached.
"Can we talk outside?" Heeseung's voice broke through the tension. With a quiet nod, you followed him out of the store.
"YN, what's going on?" Heeseung's concern was evident as he confronted you, hoping you would answer honestly.
"Heeseung, it's nothing," you lied
"It's not nothing," Heeseung persisted, his tone firm.
"Okay, fine, I'll tell you. I fell in love with you, but then Jiho made me doubt everything. I thought you probably didn’t even like me, maybe you liked Karina instead. What was the point of being with you if I'm only going to hurt myself?" The words spilled out in a rush, leaving you empty.. Heeseung froze at your confession, disbelief in his expression.
"You like me?" Heeseung's eyebrow arched in surprise.
"I know you don't like me—" Before you could finish, Heeseung silenced you with a soft kiss. His lips were soft and perfect.You felt his fingers sliding into your waist, pulling you closer to deepen the kiss. Your lips were moving in sync, in the same passion, kissing each other back. You felt his fingers intertwined with yours, drawing soft circles on the back of your hand.
Pulling away, breathless, you attempted to speak, but Heeseung beat you to it. "I like you a lot, YN. I was in denial of my feelings for months, but I realized I was actually in love with you." You widen your eyes at his confession
"Heeseung, you're not lying, right?" suspicion tinged your words.
"Do you think I would ever lie to you?" Heeseung chuckled, tucking your hair behind your ear, a gesture that he would always done
"No, but it all seems real," you confessed.
Heeseung's laughter, the sound you cherished the most, filled the air. "Then, will you be my real girlfriend, YN LN?"
"Of course, any day I'll choose you," you smiled, leaning in for another kiss.
MONTHS HAD PASSED and you found yourself in a state of bliss you never imagined possible. Seated on the rooftop with Heeseung, your fingers intertwined, you gazed out into the view before you, the cool breeze enveloping you in a sense of serenity.
"Look how far we've come," you remarked, a smile gracing your lips as you watched Heeseung absentmindedly draw small patterns on your palm.
"Yeah," Heeseung nodded, his touch gentle and comforting.
"I love you, Heeseung," you whispered softly, your words carrying the weight of your affection.
"I love you more," Heeseung replied in a tender whisper, his warm breath tickling the sensitive skin of your neck as he leaned in to press a series of delicate kisses along its curve.
"Heeseung, that tickles!" you laughed, squirming slightly at the sensation.
"This is your punishment for getting a 60% on the exam," Heeseung teased, his tone playful yet teasing.
"Hey, I'm not some nerd like you!" you retorted, playfully poking his side.
"Nerd?" Heeseung chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
"A cute nerd," you amended with a grin, your heart swelling with affection.
"And you're my cute princess," Heeseung declared, pressing a sweet and tender kiss to your lips, his love for you shining brightly in his eyes. You truly were in love with Heeseung, and you weren’t going to deny it.
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˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ NINI 500 EVENT
thank you guys so much for 500 followers!! it's literally been less than 2 months and i was able to come this far. thank u guys so much! to celebrate this achievement I decided to make a small event!! I hope so u enjoy it <;33
how to... ・ first ask : a member of your choice [enhypen] + drabble or headcanon + prompt # ・ please only request once!!!
ex: "hii! for your 500 event, can I have prompt 6 from list 2 for heeseung "
requests close on march 17
prompt list: list 1 | list 2 | list 3
(im using my own layout from my other account so don't accuse me for stealing!)
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𐙚 · kissing your tears away | lilacnini 500 special event
₊˚⊹ notes ~ bf!jay x fem!reader ⋆⭒ warnings: kisses, reader crying, petname ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 word count: 200+ ꩜⋆ ˚｡⋆˚ genre: fluff, drabble, comfort | AN: list 3, prompt 13/14 requested by @yenqa!!! (this is so cute omg) | LIBRARY FOR MORE...
YOU SIT ON THE WORN-OUT couch by the window, the rain taps gently against the glass, mirroring the tears that trickle down your cheeks. soon, jay enters the room, his presence a comforting warmth in the dimly lit space. he sits next to you and wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer as tears stream down your face.
"what's wrong, my angel?" he whispers, his voice soft and gentle.
"i just feel like crying.." you sniffled. he nods quietly respecting your answer, while letting a quiet hum. you bury your face in the crook of his shoulder as you felt his warm lips gently pressing against your forehead. your tears ran down your cheek while staining the fabric of his shirt. but jay didn't mind. he holds you tighter, offering you more comfort.
as the tears fall, jay brushes his thumb against your cheek, wiping each tear away. you felt his lips find their way to your tear-stained cheeks, kissing away the salty droplets that cling to your skin.
"it's okay," he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. "i'm here for you, always. let it all out." feeling his warmth against your skin, you close your eyes, allowing yourself to calm yourself down. sometimes you wonder how you would survive without jay.
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𐙚 · game of kisses| lilacnini 500 special event
₊˚⊹ notes ~ bf!sunghoon x fem!reader ⋆⭒ warnings: kisses, petname ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 word count: 200+ ꩜⋆ ˚｡⋆˚ genre: fluff | AN: list 1, prompt 5. requested by anon! this is so fjakfjask;ldfd | LIBRARY FOR MORE...
AS YOU SIT ACROSS FROM SUNGHOON, the afternoon sun casting a warm glow through the window. his sweet laughter fills the room as he lean in closer. with a grin on his face, he reach out and gently grasp your chin, drawing his attention to you.
"guess what time is it?" he teases, a playful glint dancing in his eyes.
you raise an eyebrow, your lips quirking into a curious smile. "what time?" you reply.
"It's time for a little game," sunghoon announce, his voice tinged with excitement. without warning, he pounce, peppering kisses all over your face. his lips, soft and tender, leave a trail of warmth that tingles against your skin one on your nose, one on your forehead, one on your chin, and multiple on your cheeks.
you squirm and giggle, unable to contain your laughter as his lips find every inch of your face, leaving you breathless and dizzy with happiness.
"sunghoon stop! it's so ticklish!" you pleads between laughs, your cheeks flushed with a rosy hue.
"hm i dont want to though.." sunghoon teased, , a playful grin spreading across his face.
You shake your head, still laughing "you're impossible," you say, but there's no real frustration in your tone.
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𐙚 · you know what i mean? | lilacnini 500 special event
₊˚⊹ notes ~ bf!sunghoon x fem!reader ⋆⭒ warnings: kissing ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 word count: 100+ ꩜⋆ ˚｡⋆˚ genre: fluff, drabble, poetic | AN: list 2 prompt 10, requested by anon!! i think this was kind of tricky cause i couldn't find exactly what the prompt meant 😭 | LIBRARY FOR MORE...
AS THE EVENING SUN PAINTED THE SKY in hues of orange and pink, you and sunghoon found yourselves standing by the han river. watching the sunset, admiring the view.
sunghoon turned to you, his eyes filled with love. a gentle breeze ruffled your hair, carrying with it the scent of sweet flowers.
"you look gorgeous," sunghoon whispered, his voice barely audible, "stunning. jaw-dropping. breathtaking. do you see what I'm trying to get at?"
"i think i do," you laughed quietly.
"do you feel it too?" he asked, his voice soft with hope.
you nodded, a smile playing at the corners of your lips. in that moment, with the world around you holding its breath, sunghoon closed the distance between you.
and as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the landscape, you loved sunghoon by your heart.
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𐙚 · don't let it drop !! | lilacnini 500 special event
₊˚⊹ notes ~ bf!riki x fem!reader ⋆⭒ warnings: not proofread ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 word count: 100+ ꩜⋆ ˚｡⋆˚ genre: fluff, drabble | AN: list 2, prompt 7, requested by @im-yn-suckers, this prompt is so riki coded i was so excited to write this !! | LIBRARY FOR MORE...
AS YOU AND RIKI, FIND YOURSELVES by the corner of the cafe. the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sweet pastries fills your nostrils.
when the food arrives, your eyes light up with delight. With a playful glint in your eye, you quickly pick up your fork, ready to eat. riki watched with a smile admiring how cute you looked. as you take the first bite, your brows furrow as you savor each bite. scared to spill anything, you ate carefully.
without a second thought, riki reaches out, his hand gently cupping your chin. his touch is tender, ready to catch any stray crumbs or wayward dribbles. the warmth of his palm against your skin sends a comforting shiver down your spine.
as his fingers linger beneath your chin, you meet his gaze, a soft smile playing on your lips.
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𐙚 NECESSARY LOVE - LHS
₊˚⊹ notes ~ you realized you were in love with heeseung the whole time | sonofceo!heeseung x daughterofceo!femreader ⋆⭒ warnings: arrange marriage, skinship, heeseung being kind of annoying in the beginning ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 word count: 800+꩜⋆ ˚｡⋆˚ genre: enemies to love, fluff, one shot
YOU SAT ACROSS FROM HEESEUNG, watching him engrossed in his phone, barely engaged in your conversation. Rolling your eyes, you recalled the foolish arrangement of marriage with a man like him, despising his lack of attention to his supposed "girlfriend."
"What were you saying?" Heeseung finally glanced up, igniting your anger, but you took a deep breath to compose yourself.
"I was just saying..." you began, only to be interrupted by the waiter serving the food. Sighing, you abandoned your thoughts.
After dinner, you and Heeseung stepped outside, heading home. The chilly air sent shivers down your spine until you felt his coat draped over your dress, its oversized style slightly touching your skin. The smell of heeseung's sweet vanilla cologne, rushed through your nose.
Peering at Heeseung, you noticed his flushed cheek, "aren't you cold?" He shook his head, "I'm fine.." You nodded awkwardly, which later you waved goodbye to leave back home.
You sat at your desk, twirling your pen, struggling to concentrate in your opulent office. Glancing out the window to clear your mind, the image of his flushed cheeks offering you his jacket replayed in your thoughts. You always believed he despised you, given his cold like personality. Why did your feelings suddenly shift?
"Miss, your father is here," your secretary announced, ushering him in.
"YN..." Your father's voice strained, his hunched form betraying discomfort.
"Oh, Father... I told you to stay home," you murmured, helping him settle on the couch.
"I needed to talk..." he began, pouring himself tea.
"About what?" you inquired, raising an eyebrow.
"About the marriage..." he muttered, taking a sip.
"Ah, yes..."
"How was your date with Heeseung?" he asked.
"Fine..." Your cheeks warmed as the scene replayed. As he discussed further, he rose to leave. Before he reached the door, you interjected, "Father, I don't mind marrying him." With a soft chuckle, he nodded and exited the room.
In the quiet solitude of a moonlit park, Heeseung and you found yourselves walking side by side. The rustling of leaves and the gentle chirping of crickets provided a symphony to accompany your hesitant conversation. The awkwardness hung in the air, stifling any attempt at meaningful dialogue.
Heeseung cleared his throat, his voice betraying a hint of nervousness. "So…" he started, his gaze fixed on the ground as if searching for the right words. You glanced at his direction, still a bit awkward.
The silence stretched between the two punctuated only by the soft rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze. As you walked and strolled around the empty park, you felt his fingers graze on top of yours. Heeseung felt the sudden urge to grab your hand, but he resisted. As the fingers lightly touched, you slightly grabbed onto his pinky, acting a bit natural as he turned to you. Heeseung gathered up his courage, grabbed your hand fully. And so, hand in hand, the two of you ventured into the heart of the park, the moon casting a soft glow upon the path before us.
As we walked, the silence between you and him began to loosen, replaced by the soothing cadence of our footsteps against the earth. And in that moment, amidst the serenity of the park, you saw him in a new light.
And in that moment, as the moon cast its ethereal glow upon us, you realized that love had a way of blooming in the most unexpected places, that even amidst the awkwardness and uncertainty, there was a chance for something beautiful to emerge.
The sunset painted the sky in a gradient of deep yellow with a hint of blue as Heeseung stood by the river after dinner. You stood beside him, nervously fidgeting with your fingers, torn between the desire to speak and a hint of fear. Sensing your discomfort and uncharacteristic quiet demeanor, Heeseung cleared his throat, prompting the moment.
"So..." he began, his voice trailing off.
"Do you hate me?" you blurted, realizing the weight of your question.
"Huh?" he responded with a puzzled look, trying to decipher your intent.
"I just... thought we hated each other, so..." you mumbled, quickly embarrassed by the unexpected topic.
"Do you hate me?" he retorted, catching you off guard.
"I-I mean... I used to—well, I don't," you stumbled over your words.
"Why do you think I gave you my jacket last time? Why do you think I'm always on my phone?" he questioned, waiting for your response.
"I..." you mumbled, glancing down at your sweating fingers.
"I like you," he stated, causing your eyes to widen as you quickly looked up.
"What?" your voice tinged with confusion.
"I like you," he repeated.
"Me?" you raised an eyebrow, pointing at yourself.
"It was an arranged marriage, but I realized I like you all this time—" he was interrupted by your sweet kiss on his lips. He responded with passion, his lips perfectly syncing with yours, revealing the necessary love.
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