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see you again? ──★ p.sunghoon

PAIRING: idol!sunghoon x idol!gn! reader GENRE: strangers to friends (who have feelings for each other), fluff WORD COUNT: 2.9k WARNING: drinking, sunghoon is down bad for the reader

SYNOPSIS: you've been invited to attend the prada fashion show in honor of the milan fashion week - something you never imagined to do so early in your career. you couldn't help but feel slightly overwhelmed with all that's happening. luckily, you meet sunghoon who happened to be attending alone. to both of your surprise, the two of you instantly click and sunghoon finds him extremely drawn to you.

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Milan Fashion Week. You were going to participate in the Milan Fashion Week. Yes, you.

This had to have been a mistake.

You really have no idea how you ended up here. You did not think you’d be in a situation where you out of all people be invited to attend a Prada fashion event. In Milan?! It wasn’t like you were complaining or anything, you just didn’t expect yourself, who was still to be considered a fairly new idol, to be invited to such a big event. Of course you found it unbelievable. You didn’t think you’d be in such a position so early in your career. You were in awe. Does this mean you’re doing this well?

Taking in your surrounding, you took a seat at your designated spot, nervously picking away at your nails as you waited for the show to start. It was very clear to others that this was your first time attending an event like this. You felt like a fish out of water. ‘Out of all the members, why choose me?’ you thought. Everyone looked so put together and knew what they were doing. Meanwhile, here you are, looking absolutely clueless. This is why you should never be separated from your group.

Sunghoon, on the other hand, was sweating bullets. The idea of attending a fashion show alone terrified him. He was originally supposed to go with Jake but due to a last minute schedule interference, Sunghoon was forced to go alone which was honestly his worst nightmare. As an introvert, this was not his cup of tea. It wasn’t like it was his first time being alone like this but that doesn’t mean he was completely comfortable with the idea. He was just so used to having the members around so when he is out in public alone, he doesn’t feel like himself.

And for that, he had planned to get through the night without having to talk to anyone. Only doing so if he really had to. He didn’t even plan to go to the after party, something everyone looks forward to attending. But not Sunghoon, he just wanted to go home.

He was suddenly snapped out of his thoughts when a staff member greeted him. They gestured to where he was supposed to sit. His eyes followed where the worker pointed and he could’ve sworn time stopped for a moment. There you were, right next to where he was supposed to sit. He immediately recognized who you were. You were a member of a rising group. You have been all over social media so it was hard not to know who you were. Sunghoon never had any interactions with your group in particular due to your comebacks and activities never lining up but that didn’t change his impression on you. You looked like such a genuine and sweet person, extremely humble and talented, and most importantly - absolutely breathtaking, the outfit you were wearing only proved his thought right. Being put next to you was like an act of fate. Guess there will be a slight change in Sunghoon’s plans after all.

Feeling a sudden wave of nervousness, Sunghoon quickly bowed and thanked the worker before walking over to his seat. The confidence he was feeling previously in order to talk to you immediately flew out the window and now he sat, completely frozen - hands placed on his thighs with his eyes glued to the ground.

Noticing a new presence next to you, you slightly glanced to your left and saw the one and only Park Sunghoon sitting next to you. Eyes widening, you quickly averted your gaze back to the stage in front of you. Out of all people, you did not expect him to be here, let alone sit next to you.

You’ve definitely heard of Sunghoon and Enhypen as they’ve been a hot topic in the k-pop industry ever since their survival show. You can even say that you’re a big fan of their music and the group themselves. So, seeing Sunghoon in the flesh triggered the inner fangirl in you. What could you do about it? You couldn’t deny that he’s even more attractive in person.

After realizing that you somewhat know someone now, the anxiety you felt slowly started to fade away. You thought it’d be a good idea to greet Sunghoon since he was your senior after all. Slightly hesitating, you slowly turned your body towards Sunghoon. Seeing you in the corner of his eye, he turned his head towards you and finally managed to make eye contact with you. Giving him a small smile, you bowed at him to which he returned, smiling back at you. You felt butterflies form in your stomach as the two of you turned away from each other.

‘Yeah no, they’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.” Sunghoon confirmed in his head. Seeing how you made the first move to interact with him, the confidence he lost earlier slowly started return for him to initiate an actual conversation with you. “It’s very nice to meet you by the way, I’m Sunghoon,” he started.

“Hi, it’s nice to meet you too, Sunghoon. I’m Y/N,” you smiled.

“Is this your first time attending a fashion show?”

“It is,” you let out an embarrassed laugh, “I’m definitely not used to something like this, it’s… different that’s for sure. But a good different.”

“Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it,” he reassured, there was a slight pause before he continued, “I really like your outfit by the way, you look very nice.” Realizing what just slipped out of his mouth, he couldn’t help but slightly regret it and curse to himself. Was he too bold? Did he make you uncomfortable? What if you thought he wa-

“Oh thank you,” you felt a blush creep up on your face, “You look very good too, it suits you very well.” hearing you say that literally took Sunghoon’s breath away - he had to hold back a cough. You were probably just being polite but it still made him feel some type of way.

Before he could say anything else, the lights dimmed indicating that the show is about to start. Giving each other a small smile, you turned your attention to the runway in front of you and let yourself take in the appearance of all the models. Every now and then, if a certain model caught your eyes, you and Sunghoon would turn to each other and comment on them. Every so often, he would even make small talk with you because how couldn’t he not talk to you? He has a beautiful person sitting next to him, who knows when the next time you’d see each other is? He’d find any excuse to keep talking to you.

When the show ended, everyone started to part ways, either going home or to the after party. As you were gathering your things, you hear Sunghoon ask, “Hey, are you going to the after party?” you smiled and nodded, “Do you wanna maybe…go together? I can take you back to your hotel afterwards.” Sunghoon silently prayed that you would accept his offer or else he would have felt like he embarrassed himself.

“Yeah actually, I’d like that a lot!”

Trying to hide the surprise on his face he said, “Really? Okay, let’s head off then.” he stepped aside, letting you go first.

The two of you arrived at the party absolutely in awe of the setting. It looked straight out of a movie; fancy tables and chairs set up, flutes of champagne stacked like a pyramid, lights dimmed, music blasting, people having fun socializing and dancing. It was nothing like you’ve ever experienced. Feeling slightly overwhelmed, you froze, having no idea where what to do. Sunghoon notices the slight change in your behavior and was quick to comfort you, “Hey, it’s okay. I’m right here with you,” you nodded, “Let’s go get some drinks yeah?” he offered his hand to which you accepted to make sure you don’t lose each other in the crowd. You felt the butterflies appear in your stomach once again and the heat returning to your cheeks. Reaching the table with champagne, Sunghoon grabs a glass for you and him. You thanked him once he handed it to you. “So what made you want to become an idol, Y/N?” he asked out of nowhere, catching you by surprise.

“I’ve always loved to sing. Ever since I was little, I would jump at any opportunity to showcase my singing. It’s something I’m really passionate about and when I found out about the K-Pop industry, I knew that it was something I wanted to be a part of. Plus, I always love the idea of being able to bring comfort to our fans through our music or just simply being ourselves. It makes me feel like I’m doing the right thing.” you explained, your smile never leaving your face. That was what Sunghoon noticed. You were never not smiling. He also noticed the sparkle in your eyes as you told your story. He found that very endearing. ’Cute’ he thought. How could he already feel so strongly about a person he just met? “Sunghoon?”

Being brought back to reality, he looked at you confused, “Sorry, what did you say?”

“I was just asking how do you like idol life? Do you feel like you made the right decision?” you didn’t seem to think much of it.

“Oh right uh,” he paused for a moment to collect himself, “I like it yeah, it can be tiring sometimes and there are some bad days but I think everything played out perfectly for the group and I and honestly, I wouldn’t trade it for the world. I love doing what I doing and I really do hope to do this for a very long time.”

You let out a soft laugh - which caused Sunghoon’s heart to beat faster for the nth time tonight. “That’s amazing Sunghoon, I hope all goes well for you and the group. I’ll be cheering for you on the side!” you brought up your two fists, indicating the “fighting” gesture. Your harmless gesture allowed Sunghoon to confirm to himself that you were someone special and someone he wants in his life. He would risk everything for you - call him dramatic but he’s not kidding. He didn’t expect anything when he attended the event but when he met you and had an instant connection with you, he knew in his gut that this won’t be the last time he’ll be seeing you. It can’t.

“And I’ll be cheering for you too. I’ll be your biggest fan.” he smiled as he looked down on the ground, feeling all giddy inside.

You felt the same. Looking anywhere but at him you needed a second to collect yourself, your eyes trailed over to the dance floor, “Oh, do you want to dance? We might as well make the most of it since we’re here.” he happily agreed. Reaching the dance floor, you immediately let yourself loose. You laughed as you swayed your hips and jumped to the beat of the music causing Sunghoon to laugh along with you. His body naturally danced with you. Your laughter was like music to his ears. It was impossible not to enjoy himself when he was with you.

You were so caught up in the fun you were having that you didn’t realize you grabbed Sunghoon’s hands to get closer and dance with him. After a second of processing it all, you were about to let go until you felt Sunghoon’s grip on your hand tighten before he lifted one of your hands in the air to spin you around. Once you faced him again, your eyes met his. He had a fond smile on his face. You didn’t miss the way his gaze slightly shifted to your lips for a second. At that moment, you realized the spark between the two of you. You were sure he felt it too.

The night was coming to an end. The room started to clear out as you gathered your belongings, Sunghoon waited by your side since he offered to take you back to the hotel. “You ready?” he asked, you nodded. With that, the two of you walked out of the building to where he had his car parked. Feeling the aftereffects of dancing all night or even spending the entire night with uncomfortable shows, your feet were killing you and you were exhausted. Sunghoon seemed to notice as you slowly started trailing behind him. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, just a little tired. It’s okay.” you breathed out.

Without another word, he walked towards you, “Here, take off your shoes. I’ll carry you.” he turned his back towards you and slightly crouched down.

“What? No, no it’s okay it’s just a couple of steps.” you said, panicking.

“Y/N it’s fine, I promise. I don’t want you hurting.” he insisted. You knew that no matter how many times you decline, he won’t budge. You sighed in defeat before hopping onto his back.

Finally making it back to his car, he gently set you down to open the door for you. You thanked him and climbed in. Feeling the comfort of sitting down, you let out a sigh of content causing Sunghoon to laugh at you, “You’re really going through it, aren’t you?”

“You try wearing these shoes all night.” you scoff. “I even have a performance tomorrow.” you groaned.

“Hooray for being an idol,” he said, sarcastically to which you replied with a soft “right”. “Let’s get you back, yeah?” you hummed in response. The rest of car ride was filled with a comfortable silence. Sunghoon saw how tired you were so he decided to let you rest on the way back. Every now and then he would look over at you and noticed how you fell asleep. You looked so peaceful, like nothing could bother you. He had to fight the urge to brush the stray hair strands away from your face. You slightly shifted causing him to quickly move his eyes back onto the road. After that, there was no more movement coming from you for the rest of the ride.

Finally reaching your hotel, Sunghoon gently nudged you awake. You looked around slightly confused until you recognized where you were and who you’re with. You turned your head over to Sunghoon meeting his gentle gaze, “We’re here.” he whispered.

“We are,” you said, slightly disappointed which he noticed. A part of you didn’t want to leave, leaving would mean that the night is over. You had such a great time with Sunghoon and in such a short amount of time you’ve developed a strong liking towards him. You wanted to see him again but you knew that you couldn’t because of your careers and how the media would react. It felt like a dream that you’re being waken up from. This may be your first and last time being this close to him and being able to interact freely. This may cause you to go back to being strangers again. “Thank you for the ride Sunghoon, I had a really good time tonight and it was really nice meeting you.” you smiled sadly at him.

Just as you were about to get out of the car, Sunghoon quickly reached over to stop you, “Wait Y/N, you think I’m going to let you go just like that? I want to see you again,” in that moment, your heart melted. “Do you think I can have your number? I’d love to be able to talk to you more.” he knew the risks and possible outcomes to his actions. He knew that you knew too, seeing your hesitation. Call him selfish, but he couldn’t care less at that moment. He wanted to keep you in his life no matter what and if that meant risking his career? Then so be it. He’ll find a way to make to work, for you.

After a moment of silence, you smiled, “Of course you can, I’d love to see you more often Sunghoon. I had such a great time with you.”

You two exchanged numbers and hugged each other goodbye, already looking forward to the next time you meet. It’s safe to say that the two of you went to sleep smiling and feeling giddy inside.

Months have passed since you met Sunghoon and the two of you have been inseparable ever since. You’ve even made quite a name for yourselves amongst your fans - to which you did not plan at all.

Clips were supposedly released of the two of you talking and having a good time with each other at the Prada event and let’s just say both fandoms went absolutely nuts - as well as the whole internet. When news first got out, you had to admit you were freaking out. Even though you and Sunghoon weren’t even dating, you were still terrified because you had no idea how people would react to you and him getting close. You knew how the media could be and you were afraid that this could potentially affect your careers. But to your surprise, there were more praises than there were hate. In fact, you had people rooting for the two of you. There were many comments saying things like “this couple could have so much potential”, “imagine when they start dating” and there were even comments pointing out the way the two of you looked at each other. They found out it obvious that you had feelings for each other. You even had fans looking for every interaction between you two and when there were any, the clips would blow up.

Let’s just say, they made it pretty clear that they want the two of you to get together.

©luvj4key, all work is written by me. do not copy or repost

#THIS IS SAUR CUTEE #I LOVE #BESTIE MADE #SHOOT UR SHOT SUNGHOON

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j4keluver · 19 days

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7 acts of love

heeseung knows you’re not a committed gamer like he is. ( “babe just one more round, i’ll sleep at 4:00 am, promise !” hee) he has multiple leauge accounts but one is specifically for you to play on. he keeps a steady ranking for you and teaches you one on one on that account without the pressure of competition. the only thing is that you can’t change the username since he’s the only one with the controls. guess you’re stuck with ‘donttouchmemybfcanfight’

believe it or not, jay is a journal fanatic. his multiple journals go from jotting grocery list to his most personal thoughts but there is a special journal that he keeps away from the eyes of anybody. it's a simple white journal with a polaroid of you taped to the top that is filled to the brim of song lyrics based on jay's fondness to you. there are little, wonky doodles of you on every page and he uses a photobooth strip of the both of you as a book mark. call him corny but god, this man loves you. who knows, this song might end up at your wedding?

jake never leaves the house without giving you a little smoochy, even when he leaves for early morning practice. in his words, 'your lips are just so addicting. i can never get enough.' (corny) when you're awake, he’ll always give you a kiss on the lips, dragging it longer than he needs to (“ you’re gonna be late-“ you “ i don’t care” *kiss* jake) when you’re asleep, it’ll be the lightest peck on the cheek or forehead. you’ll most likely still be sleeping until layla decides she wants some kisses too.

sunghoon isn’t the best with words when expressing his love for you and he knows that. he’s gotten better over the years but he’s still timid at times, feeling tounge tied at the thought of speaking up. you often fall asleep next to each other, you drifting off the sleep first. he'll turn to you, eyes turning into crescents, pure adoration flowing. he will slowly lift his hand to caress your check, so softly that it won't disturb. you with his touch being as gentle as a feather, he’ll whisper, “i love you”

the amount of photos sunoo has in his camera roll is actually insane. he takes an ungodly amount of photos of you. he doesn't delete any of them because he thinks you looks breathtaking in every picture. unless you really hate the picture and bribe with a kiss. even with that, only a select one or two get deleted. the pictures range from your date outings, you washing the dishes, to taking off your makeup. he’s run out of storage many times but refuses to delete your pictures and ends up buying more icloud.

with his spare time, jungwon can never doubt a good book. you also enjoying your selected books, you and him often wind down with some books you bought on a date. you were always used to scribbling your thoughts down on the side but your eyebrow corked when you see jungwon jotting down notes. “what are you doing?” you ask as you lean over to look. he closes the book and smiles, “nothing.” you shrug it off as jungwon continues to write how beautiful you look in this moment, attention long gone from the book. (she’s so beautiful oh me gee, hopefully she never opens this book, HER SMILE)

riki has artistic talent in a lot of aspects of his life. he becomes one with music when he dances, feeling every beat exude through his veins. his voice flows like smooth honey with lyrics. his art pieces blend in beautiful harmony to create an artwork even picasso would be proud of. he sketches you more than he would like to every admit. during class, lunch breaks, at night when he can’t sleep; he can’t help it. he knows your features like the back of his hand. every dimple, crease, texture, rosiness to your face, he never misses a detail.

#enhypen imagines #enhypen #enhypen reactions #enhypen scenarios #enhypen x reader #enhypen fluff #jake sim #park jongseong #park sunghoon #yang jungwon #nishimura riki #kim sunoo #lee heeseung

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j4keluver · 1 month

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petnames enhypen would call their s/o

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ lee heeseung

ఇ baby

“ you're not supposed to kill me baby. we’re teammates!”

ఇ pretty

"come help me with my english speaking skills pretty'

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ park jongseong

ఇ babe

"babe, babe, babe, where did my rings go? did you take them?”

ఇ honey

“honey what do you wanna eat today? let’s go grocery shopping for the ingredients”

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ sim jaeyun

ఇ babygirl

"babygirl, can you come sit on my lap for this round? you know you’re my good luck charm”

ఇ lovebug

"layla really loves you lovebug, but i love you more"

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ park sunghoon

ఇ sweetheart

"that's not how you do a spin. watch me, sweetheart"

ఇ my girl

“there’s my girl, always looking beautiful”

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ kim sunoo

ఇ bub

"this face masks is really good for mostirizing the skin! iust leave it on for ten minutes bub'

ఇ lovie

"pose for the picture lovie. that was so cute! let's take a picture of you kissing my cheek"

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ yang jungwon

ఇ love

"are you okay, love? you have to be more careful"

ఇ angel

“angel it’s fine to wake up, we’re gonna be late ! if you don’t wake up, im gonna roundhouse kick you out of this bed”

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ nishimura riki

ఇ baby

" look at my baby go ! y’all wish you could have my s/o, sucks for you !”

ఇ babe

“don’t worry babe, your knight in shining armor is holding you, don’t be scared”

#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen reactions #enhypen scenarios #enhypen x reader #enhypen fluff #lee heeseung #park jongseong #jake sim #park sunghoon #kim sunoo #yang jungwon #nishimura riki

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j4keluver · 1 month

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is it okay for me to say i love you?

↷boyfriend! jake x reader ⋯ ♡ᵎ

⇢˚⋆ ✎ pure fluff for my readers who love some soft moments <3 i’ve been gone for so long since college has kicked my ASS😭 but i’m slowly coming back

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ────── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .*

jake sim never overthought his charm or his flirty ways with girls. he was a natural with women while his best friend, on the other hand, park sunghoon, couldn’t even make eye contact with a girl. sunghoon was busy blasting music in his airpods that were higher than the recommended volume and jake was busy chatting it up with his girl who’s a “friend” ("you don’t just casually make out with someone you call a friend” hoon) that was before he started dating you.

jake had taken a notice in you way before you even glanced his way. park sunghoon had dragged him to the baskeball game since their friend, heeseung, was playing. jake wasn’t a big fan of overcrowded place, more or so, a place that was filled with sweaty teens, painted in bright colors.

but there you were.

you were part of the cheerleading team. jake mostly avoided the cheerleading team like the plague since they mostly kept to their “own people” and the jocks and only cared about shaking their pompoms obnoxiously in the air but you were different in his eyes.

your radient smile and positive aura caught his eye from the get go. he knew he was attracted to you but he gave up any chance to talk to you, seeing you give the basketball team side hugs and disappearing in the midst to their celebratory dinner.

the next time he saw you, you were putting up new posters for the bulletin board, a job that was the responsibility of the student council club. “a cheerleader and on student council?” he was standing at his locker, admiring you. as you placed a tact on the poster, the rest of the papers had managed to slip out of your grasp. you curse to yourself, trying to hurrily grab them.

without a second thought, jake jumped in to save the day, thinking this would be the only chance to talk to you. but that in fact, was not the last time you guys had talked.

you guys have now been dating for 4 months and park sunghoon is sick and tired of the both of you. correction; jake.

he was happy that jake had found somebody while he struggles to muster up the courage to look in his crushes eyes for more than three seconds (“you know she’s not medusa right? she wont turn you to stone if you look to her too long? “ jake), but he couldn’t take jake’s relationship “problems.” hoon was not fit to be a relationship therapist when he needed to seek an actual therapist.

“do you think it’s too early to say i love you?” jake ask and hoon groans, over exaggerating his actions and bumping his head against the locker.

“jake, you’ve been dating for four months. if you feel like it’s the right time to say i love you, say it. if not, don’t say it. logic,” hoon answers.

“hoon you’re my best friend for a reason. you’re supposed to give me advice cause you know i can’t decide for myself.” jake whines. hoon just shakes his head and walks to his next class, leaving a frustrated jake trailing behind him.

the next date you have, you are cuddling at jake’s dorm , watching a rom com on the TV. your head is on his chest while his arm is around your waist.

“hey y/n” you hum a response of “hmm” but before jake could continue what he was going to say, your phone buzzes.

glancing over the message, your eyes widen before you jump out of you seat and quickly hurrying to the door. flustered, jake follows behind you, questioning your sudden movements before you messily explain your best friends break up story. “i will be back, i just have to pick her up from that jerks house”

you quickly slip your shoes on. you cup jake’s face and give him a chaste kiss before muttering an “i love you” and running out the door.

did he hear you right? did you just say i love you to him? jake is dumbstruck in place with a lovestruck smile on his face. looks like he had nothing to worry about. (“fucking finally. this is why i like y/n more than you, she’s USES LOGIC” hoon)

#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen reactions #enhypen scenarios #enhypen x reader #enhypen fluff #jake sim #jake sim x reader

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j4keluver · 10 months

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GOT VIP ENHYPEN TICKETS AND IM SCREAMING CRYING SHITTING AND TOSSING MYSELF OFF THE NEAREST BRIDGE👹👹👹👹👹

#grace talks #enhypen

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j4keluver · 10 months

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“would you love me if i were a worm?” with enhypen’s maknae-line ☁️

@kflixnet

a/n. hi i’m arya, this is a repost of my first post here because i accidentally deleted it at 2 am T_T this is just a small little text drabble i came up with because i was bored beyond my wits lol :P anyway please let me know if you enjoyed it <3

pairing. gn!reader x sunoo / jungwon / ni-ki

genre. just fluffy fluff and a bad attempt at humour :D

Keep reading

#HELLO A SOIL CASTLE FROM WON #WILL SOB #DIED IN HONOR OF RIKI🫡#9 LIVES W SUNOO?#WILL VIOLENTLY SOB NOW

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j4keluver · 10 months

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the prince and the frog

PAIRING : prince jungwon x princess reader SYNOPSIS : when you're suddenly turned into a frog, jungwon's the first person you come to for help. GENRE : bulletpoint scenario, fairy tale au, friends to lovers, inspired by the frog princess series and disney's princess and the frog, a tiny bit of angst, gets more fluffy towards the end WARNINGS : heavily unedited, frequent pov changes, please lmk if you feel that there's any other warnings i should add WC : 2.4K

prince yang jungwon is no stranger to pranks

24 HRS A DAY . 7 DAYS A WEEK . 365 DAYS A YR

he had a lifetime of experience being the butt of such jokes ( o_o)

so much experience that he could probably put it on his resume ..

if only princes needed resumes

his elder brother, crown prince jeongin’s favorite pastime was to tease him ● ﹏ ●

and his sister jiheon wasn’t much better either … she was always babying him

jungwon loves his siblings but sometimes they seem to forget he’s now an adult

HE’S OLD ENOUGH TO BE MARRIED ??

and as a close friend to prince niki, it’s safe to say jungwon never got a break

usually the doing of niki, odd things had frequently found their way into jungwon’s private corners …

all made out of ice but still very realistic in appearance

TOO REAL FOR JUNGWON’S LIKING …

elephants, peacocks, tigers, you name it & jungwon had likely woken up to to it

BUT THIS ??

this was a different situation altogether

jungwon is not at all surprised when he wakes up to a frog on his chest …

he doesn’t even bat an eye at the extravagant gown the frog is wearing

but then it moves ??

none of niki’s ice sculptures had ever moved :00

maybe it was just the wind

yeah that’s probably it

jungwon freaks out a little when he notices the windows are all closed shut (O.O ?)

but he completely loses it once the frog starts to talk . .

“hi wonie”

shocked is an understatement . he's completely flabberghasted

THE

FROG

JUST

SPOKE

AND JUNGWON COULD UNDERSTAND IT ??

someone must’ve slipped smtg into that cup of warm milk he drank before going to bed

yeah that’s got to be it because there was no way he was in his right mind currently

jungwon doesn't know how to process his current situation …

he’s frozen in place (and for the first time it wasn't bc of niki’s magic)

jungwon’s never paid much attention to gossip

but maybe the rumor abt his crazy great-great uncle was true …

and maybe it runs in the family ??

or maybe all the pranks have finally gotten to his head & he’s lost it

(◎_◎ ;)

jungwon thinks he’s good person and a relatively good prince

sure, he’s skipped a few sword lessons from time to time

and sometimes fell asleep during his history lessons

but he’s always paid attention to the important stuff and his instructors love him

so he’s not sure what he did to deserve this

he’s sure that he must have lost his mind bc why …

WHY IS THERE A FROG ON HIS CHEST ??

WHY DID IT CALL HIM “WONIE” ??

AND WHY IS IT STARING AT HIM ??

nothing is adding up ( ・◇・)？

“ IT’S ME YN ! ! ! ”

you hadn’t wanted to scare jungwon but you had been waiting for him to wake up for what seemed like forever (ㆆ _ ㆆ)

and you were growing more impatient with each passing minute

(ㆆ _ ㆆ) (ㆆ _ ㆆ) (ㆆ _ ㆆ)

unfortunately for you, jungwon looks even more confused now …

the frog sounds just like you + claims to be you

if he was being honest, its beady eyes did kind of resemble yours

BUT IT’S A FROG ???

jungwon sits up, leaning against the headboard as he gently picks you up

he makes a cup with both his hands and holds you up to his face

YOU THINK YOUR HEART MIGHT BEAT OUT OF YOUR CHEST

his eyes are completely focused on you :(( AND HE JUST LOOKS SO CUTE

☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️

STOP YOU CAN’T BE FALLING IN LOVE WHEN YOU’RE A FROG

meanwhile jungwon is having some epiphanies of his own

it had been almost a month since jungwon had last seen you, but he’d known you his whole life and you’d never shown any sign of being amphibious …

so he’s not sure why now ( ´ ･_･`)

jungwon didn’t have any magical powers or quirks of his own

but the concept wasn’t anything out of the ordinary especially among royal bloodlines

even niki had his own ice powers which he had only ever used to prank jungwon

turning into a frog though? that was pretty lame

it was almost worse than not having any powers at all

he can’t help but let out a snicker at the thought

“y-you’re a f-frog?” (jungwon, making no attempt to stifle his laughter)

“ STOP SMIRKING YOU IDIOT ” (ง'̀-'́)ง

you might actually have a heart attack if he keeps looking at you like that

ughhh why is your best friend so pretty??

it’s not fair（πーπ)

WAIT STOP YOU NEED TO FOCUS ! ! !

BE STRONG YN ! ! !

you couldn’t believe the audacity of yang jungwon . . .

( ｡ •̀ ᴖ •́ ｡)

YOU CAME TO HIM FOR HELP AND INSTEAD HE WAS MAKING FUN OF YOU

“o-okay i promise i’ll stop now” yeah he better stop (≖_≖)

“but seriously though, how’d you turn into a frog?”

just as promised, jungwon stops laughing and politely listens to everything you had to say

AND SO YOU TELL HIM ALL ABOUT HOW YOU HAD BEEN PLANNING TO SURPRISE NIKI FOR HIS BDAY BY SHOWING UP UNANNOUNCED

you had gone to your kingdom’s royal mage for help with the transportation spell ...

but he wasn’t available (T⌓T)

so you went with the next best thing — his apprentice, your elder cousin felix

who was clearly lacking training ಠ_ಠ & also no longer your favorite cousin ﴾ò_ó﴿

felix aka the primary reason you were now a frog had somehow messed up your transportation spell . . leaving you in this miserable state

technically the transportation spell was a success . . .

BUT YOU WERE ALSO NOW A FROG

and could no longer surprise niki for his bday in the way you had intended 🙁

jungwon patiently listens to your rant, giving you his complete attention the entire time

“don’t worry yn”

“i’ll take you to our local mage, maybe he can help”

comfortably nestled into jungwon’s pocket, the two of you quickly make your way to the royal mage’s quarters which was conveniently located in the same tower, just a few fleets of stairs below jungwon’s own quarters

*knock* *knock*

“prince jungwon! how are you?”

a very, very handsome face opens the door, greeting you both with a warm smile

jungwon introduces you to the mage, hyunjin and quickly summarizes your current dilemma for him

while jungwon speaks for you, you’re attempting to suppress the urge to ask the pretty mage if he’s single (´♡ᴗ♡`)

once he hears the entire story behind your predicament, hyunjin quickly goes to gather the necessary ingredients for a counter-spell, leaving you and jungwon alone together

“yn stop”

“won i'm not even doing anything” it’s rather hard to, when you’re still stuffed in his pocket

“stop ogling hyunjin.” jungwon whispers in your direction with a deadpan look on his face

he can’t help but feel annoyed with the mage at your behavior

hyunjin isn't even that good looking (¬_¬")

“yn i can literally see you drooling”

jungwon swears he’s much prettier in comparison

and he’s never given it much thought but he can’t see himself with anyone other than you …

so there’s no way that he’d let a stupid mage steal you from him (・`ω´・ ●)

you’re not sure how jungwon notices you staring, but who can blame you . . .

the mage is very pretty <33

and his arms looked really nice as he mixes all the ingredients together 🤭🤭

soon enough, hyunjin returns with a tiny vial filled with a bubbly, purple liquid

the mage leans towards jungwon’s pocket, meeting your eyes

“hopefully this will help”

HYUNJIN’S SMILE IS SO BRIGHT

that you think you might just faint at the sight . . .

while you remain dazed at hyunjin’s etheral visuals, jungwon takes the vial from the mage and opens it for you

he angles the vial towards your mouth and you quickly down it all, happily waiting for your transformation (๑˃̵ ᴗ˂̵)

some time passes and you continue to wait, just more nervously than before ( ′ ～‵ )

BUT THERE’S NO MAGICAL *POOF* ??

and you’re still a frog . . .

just a more disappointed frog than you were a few minutes ago

（；＿；）（；＿；）（；＿；）

while you and jungwon are at a complete loss for words, hyunjin quickly has a realization ( ‘◇’)

“YN. MAY I?” the excitement is clear from his voice

despite having no clue what the mage is referring to, you eagerly nod in agreement

hyunjin reaches out, picking you up from jungwon’s pocket

he brings you close to his face

（〃・ω・〃）

and then sniffs you? :000

“ ahh of course, it must be love! ”

at this, jungwon’s jaw drops and yours quickly follows

HUH …

LOVE (?_?)

DID YOU HEAR THAT RIGHT?

Σ('◉⌓◉’)

WHAT IS HE TALKING ABOUT?

was that a pickup line? maybe it was like his generation’s version of upsexy?

“hyunjin, what do you mean?” jungwon’s voice interrupts your daydreaming

“i think the mage who cursed yn must have accidentally added some sort of element of protection to the spell –”

“wait, felix did give me an extra safety potion bc i was a little nervous about doing the transportation spell by myself”

as much as you wanted to hate him for the whole FROG situation you were in, your cousin truly was a complete sweetheart

“while he accidentally messed up the transportation spell, the protection potion he gave you clearly works very well. it prevented any magical influence from interfering with you.”

hyunjin takes a deep breath before continuing his explanation

“because he used the blessing of venus in your potion — i’m afraid that the only way to undo it is with true love’s kiss”

WAIT WHAT

it’s safe to say that both you and jungwon are once again at a loss for words …

noticing the two royals freeze up, hyunjin takes it up on himself to break the silence

“yn do you happen to like anyone?”

jungwon’s eyes harden, flashing towards you, intently awaiting your response

“y-yes …” if you weren’t still a frog, you’d have been sweating buckets (•᷄- •᷅ ;)

jungwon feels his heart sink at your admittal :((

“but i don’t think he likes me back . . . ” and then it comes right back up

maybe he still has a chance at your heart

hyunjin visibly deflates at your revelation, but tries to keep his composure steady

as the eldest of the group, he can’t help but feel a strong responsibility towards the two of you

“could you please tell us who?”

WHAT ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO DO NOW (T__T)

staying a frog forever didn’t sound half bad in comparison to potentially losing your best friend

“yn please. we’re not going to judge you” jungwon’s surprises himself with the words coming out of his mouth

that was a complete lie, he didn't mean that at all

NO ONE CAN STOP HIM FROM JUDGING WHOEVER YOU LIKED

so what? maybe he is a little sulky about you liking someone …

jungwon didn’t know who they were

but no one would be able to treat you better than him

no one deserved you more than he did (ಠ╭╮ಠ)

“it’s you”

“it’s always been you”

at first jungwon’s disheartened, assuming that you had been talking to hyunjin, but then he realizes the mage is looking straight at him

HUH IT WAS HIM ALL ALONG ??

YOU LIKED JUNGWON ??

mentally, jungwon was going crazy in excitement but mostly relief

physically though, he remain fedrozen in place, eyes widened in shock at your confession

immediately fearing the worst from his response, or rather lack of, you can’t help but start to tear up

you just feel so bad (˃̣̣̥╭╮˂̣̣̥)

not even a second passes before you're full-on sobbing

except you’re a frog so it just sounds like “HUEHUE *RIBBIT* IM SO *RIBBIT* SORRY”

hyunjin is absolutely horrified & completely lost on how to handle the current situation

HE‘S JUST A MAGE ㅠㅠ

HE DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO COMFORT ROYAL CHILDREN

luckily jungwon is quick to snap out of it once he hears you cry

“wait yn don’t cry ! ! !”

“YN I LIKE YOU TOO”

huh（；＿；）

jungwon likes you too?

“really? you do?” (⚈ ⌢ ⚈)

jungwon’s heart aches as you continue pouting

“you know i wouldn’t lie about that”

“you promise?”

jungwon’s so obviously down bad for you that he’s not sure how you didn’t already know

even niki knew . . .

“i promise. i love you.”

a tiny smirk adorns his face as he carefully picks you up

“is it okay if i kiss you now?”

“more than okay” (yn, eyes wide & furiously nodding your head)

jungwon smiles even bigger, letting out a small laugh at your eagerness

all while holding eye contact with you, he places you on the table and moves closer, bending down to meet your level

and then he gives you a small peck on the head

*POOF*

OMG IT HAPPENED

YOU’RE NOT A FROG ANYMORE ( ◠‿◠ )

the first thing you do is squash jungwon in a huge bear hug

“thank you wonie”

“of course, you know i’d do anything for you” he’s so sweet :(

once you finish squishing jungwon, you face the mage to say your thanks to him too

“hyunjin, i‘ll forever be in your debt” you’re not sure what you would’ve done without him :(

both jungwon and you decide to head back to his room, giving hyunjin a chance to relax after such a stressful day

you’re both walking side by side, shoulders brushing against one anothers

and you’re just so happy and grateful for everything (๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)

until you remember what had just transpired . . .

( ＾∇＾) → ( ・∇・) → (°▽°)

JUNGWON KISSED YOU ??

AND YOU'RE HUMAN ??

SO HE LOVES YOU ??

“wait jungwon ! !” you halt in your tracks, grabbing him by his coat sleeve

“a-are we a thing now?” you’re so nervous what if he says no

“huh, what do you mean?” jungwon smirks, clearly enjoying the sight of you in such a flustered state because of him

“are we boyfriend-girlfriend now?” you’re even more nervous now and jungwon thinks you’re absolutely adorable

“would another kiss answer your question?” (jungwon, grinning widely as he’s finally realized the effect he has on you)

he feels incredibly smug knowing that you’re so down bad for him

( ¬‿¬ )

your crush on him was truly doing wonders for his ego

“but, that wasn’t a real kiss” (yn, slightly frowning)

forehead kisses don’t count

especially considering you had been a frog at the time

jungwon scans the surrounding hallway for any peeping eyes before responding, gently grabbing you by the waist to pull you closer to him

“should i kiss you, for real, this time then?” he whispers into your ear, so close that you can hear the smirk in his voice

he’s actually going to be the death of you …

“please” (yn, awkwardly avoiding eye contact)

jungwon tilts your chin up to face him, his other arm still wrapped around your waist

you both lock eyes and he doesn’t waste another second before kissing you

it’s sweet and awkward and a perfect first kiss

you both pull away from each other with huge smiles

in that moment, everything is absolutely perfect ♡

and together, the prince & his frog live happily ever after !!

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING !! and a million thanks to my lovely moots @gfksn @seungiepup & @tnyhees for helping me with proofreading ILYSM 💗 formatting & layout inspired by @/chenle and @/soobnny ♡

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#HELLO IM A FROG😭😭😭#BUT W JUNGWONS MAGICALLY KISS #I CAN LITERALLY BE A FUCKING ROCK FOR HIM

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love bites - y. jungwon x reader

vampirism comes with unusual cravings and unique solutions

PAIRING: vampire! y. jungwon x vampire! reader GENRE: vampire au , established relationship, fluff | WORDCOUNT: 2.2 k WARNINGS: slightly suggestive , mentions of blood n bites

You do your best to ignore it, the aching sensation radiating from your teeth. But the pain is insistent, throbbing twinges extending from your gums down into your jaw.

The feeling is almost enough to make you cave, to call your boyfriend and whine for any sort of relief. Almost. Instead you sigh, eyes flickering out the large windows looking at the expanse of the city, the light of the stars competing with the fluorescent buildings and signs.

It had been weeks since you'd last left your apartment, you weren't ready, not fully turned or prepared to navigate the world in your new form. Jungwon’s words, not your own, and as much as you missed walking the bustling streets with him, you knew he was right.

There's a faint hunger in the back of your mind, one that had become all too familiar these past weeks. Your brain supplies memories of warm tteokbokki, noodles and dumplings despite knowing that none of the former options could satiate your appetite. As your skin lost its warmth, your heart slowing in its cavity, you had lost your palate for real food, instead craving something that you currently had no way to get on your own.

Wincing as another stab of pain steals your attention. you run your tongue gingerly running across the edge of your teeth, feeling out the sharp edge of the unfamiliar fangs that had begun to protrude.

“I thought I told you to tell me if it hurts,” a low voice cuts through the silence, your heart jumping at the disruption. Even after years of dating, you could never get used to your boyfriend appearing abruptly from the shadows. You snap your mouth shut, glancing over to meet narrowed feline eyes with poorly feigned nonchalance.

“It doesn't hurt, I’m fine,” you say breezily, drawing a scoff from Jungwon. He stalks forward, reaching out to cradle your face, his thumb brushing across your cheek. The icy temperature of his skin is a welcome sensation, and you lean into his palm letting it soothe the flaring ache in your jaw.

“And you expect me to believe you when you're acting like this?” Jungwon mutters unamusedly. You crack your eyes open from where they had fluttered close, sweeping over his furrowed brows. Despite his best attempts at maintaining his stern expression, he was given away easily by the way his eyes softened upon making contact with yours.

Jungwon knew your stubborn mannerisms well, that you would rather suffer than admit to him that you needed his help. Which is how he knew that once you had set your mind to joining him as a vampire you wouldn't relent until your wish was granted. Yet that hadn’t stopped him from trying for several weeks to convince you that it wasn't a necessary change. Promises that he would still love you regardless of how you aged and no he didn’t mind that one day you might be mistaken for his sugar mommy rather than his centuries younger girlfriend. His last comment had earned him an indignant scoff rather than an enamored smile like he had been expecting, and he had spent the rest of the day sucking up to you for your forgiveness.

It had taken many arguments, tears, warnings, pleading kisses and long conversations on what exactly eternity together detailed before Jungwon had surrendered. His coven had been ecstatic at the news, congratulating him with hearty claps on the shoulder and teasing ‘about time’s.

In all honesty, the pair of you both knew that when it came down to it, Jungwon would much rather have you by his side forever than let you wither away. You were his, and he was yours, and when he thought about an eternal lifetime with you his happiness was poorly concealed. Jungwon only wished that it wasn't at the cost of your own humanity. You would no longer be able to enjoy your favorite foods, your cheeks wouldn’t redden to the same degree when he teased you, you’d have to see your loved ones leave this earth, one by one.

The guilt ate at him more than the pain ate at you, and that was your main motivation to hide the truth. So you did your best to swallow back the complaints and whines that threatened to spill from your lips, unwilling to see guilt swimming in his red tinted eyes. It’s a futile attempt, given that Jungwon could pick up on the waves of pain through your newly formed blood bond, his attentive eyes catching each wince.

Sighing in exasperation, Jungwon grasps your chin, tapping your bottom lip with his thumb, ”Open up for me baby, let me take a look at your fangs.” You consider insisting you’re fine, that his examination is entirely unnecessary, but the thought is dismissed by the firm look Jungwon gives you, and you comply baring your teeth as best as you could.

You wait patiently as Jungwon inspects your teeth, tilting your chin up to grant him a better view. Instead you take the opportunity to admire your boyfriend's handsome features, the slope of his nose and the angle of his jawline. Your eyes trail down the expanse of his neck, decorated with traces of your lips and two faint puncture marks, long healed to where they looked more akin to moles than scars.

From his close proximity you can smell an enticing fragrance wafting from his body. Jungwon always smelled good, of warm amber and clean linen sheets, but there was another underlying scent that caught your attention. There's blood pumping through his veins, fresh blood, Jungwon had recently hunted and fed. The thought causes your vision to cloud, hunger prickling at the edges of your mind.

“Baby,” Jungwon calls out softly, and your eyes drag away from his neck, struggling to find his own in your dazed state. “You're literally drooling,” he chuckles, tucking your hair behind your ear and tugging on the lobe affectionately.

He had noticed your wandering attention, the way your stare locked onto his neck, a red tint slowly creeping into your eyes and your fangs fully extending against the pads of his prodding fingers. It was a good sign, your instincts were getting stronger and your senses sharper. Soon, you'd be a full fledged vampire.

A slight flush spreads across your cheeks, the best it can with the limited blood flowing through your system. “Sorry,” you apologize meekly, embarrassed at the prospect of being caught openly salivating over him.

Jungwon only coos at you teasingly, leaning down to peck your pink cheeks, and then grazing his lips against the slightly raw puncture wounds on your neck. Unlike other injuries which would quickly be remedied by their healing abilities, the initial bite, meant to turn you into a vampire, required much more patience, only closing when the transformation was complete.

The skin on your neck was still broken and bruised but as much as it pained Jungwon to know he had caused you hurt, it also gave him a twisted sense of satisfaction to see the mark he had left on you. He always loved littering your skin with love bites but seeing them fade was his least favorite part. His bite mark would forever remain, a testament to the vows you had made to each other the day he had turned you.

“Nothing to apologize for my love, I drank extra today because I knew you'd be hungry. C’mere.” He tugs you towards the couch, sitting down on the plush seat then pulling you unceremoniously onto his lap.

The minuscule distance makes your fangs push uncomfortably against your lips, unable to deny the alluring scent wafting from your boyfriend. You wait for Jungwon to bite into his wrist and present it to you, the way he had fed you each time these past few weeks.

Instead Jungwon just smirks at you, a mischievous glint in his eye as he leans back against the cushions. “Well? I thought you were hungry baby, come kiss me and bite me.” You splutter, panicking at the mere mention of having to bite him, but Jungwon merely laughs in response, rubbing soothing circles into the small of your back.

“Don’t be nervous, your fangs are more than ready to do the job and I’ll stop you if anything goes wrong. Remember darling, you bite firmly, sink your teeth in to make a clean wound instead of ripping tissue. As soon as it's secure, you release some venom to alleviate the pain, make it feel nice for everyone and only then do you start to drink. The hardest part is stopping before you do too much damage but I’ll let you know if you're getting to that point okay?”

“Wonnie, I don't want to accidentally hurt you-,” you start to protest but Jungwon cuts you off with a firm kiss to your lips.

“You’ll be fine. I promise. If you don’t trust yourself, trust in me, hm? You need to drink so you can feel better and who better to practice on than me? Come on love, I promise I don’t bite,” he murmurs cheekily against your lips, inciting a roll of your eyes, a derisive laugh escaping from your chest at the irony.

Shaking your head in mock exasperation, you concede, leaning in to plant a peck against Jungwon’s smirking mouth. You trail kisses lower until you've reached the hollow of his neck, ears pricking as soft satisfied sighs escape from his parted lips.

Angling your head, you finally sink your teeth into his skin, your hands finding his shoulders for support. Jungwon's grip on your waist tightens for a split second until you release your venom, relaxing as the pain subsides and gives way to pleasure.

A metallic flavor floods your mouth, relief washing over you as the pain and hunger ebb away. Instead you focus on the taste against your tongue and the way Jungwon strokes your hair tenderly, pressing mumbled praises and groans against the side of your head.

It's when you begin to feel nearly intoxicated at the feeling of feeding that Jungwon whispers into the hollow of your ear softly, “Alright sweetheart, it's time to stop drinking. Let the last of your venom out and then retract your fangs, help the wound close up, you're doing so good for me baby.” You follow his instructions as best you can given the foggy state of your mind, finally pulling away to look into Jungwon’s eyes.

He rests his forehead against yours, cupping your jaw fondly, “You did perfectly darling, I'm so proud of you,” Jungwon tilts his face, slotting your lips together, fingers tangling into your hair to bring you closer. You loop your arms around his broad shoulders melting into his embrace. He sighs into your mouth, humming contently at the faint taste before reluctantly pulling away.

“You were so good baby, soon you'll be able to go out and hunt for yourself no problem,” Jungwon beams at you. Still dizzy from the rush that drinking gave you, blood rushing in your ears, you settle into his arms, burying into the crook of his neck..

“I’d rather just have you hunt enough for the both of us and just let me drink from you,” you bat your eyes at Jungwon sweetly and he snorts in response.

“You must really be blood drunk if you expect me to act as your personal Uber eats for the rest of millenia,” he teases, pinching your cheek.

You huff petulantly, “Considering I’ve been your walking bloodbag for the past few years I think you owe me at least a year or two of the same.”

“Not my fault you smell so yummy,” Jungwon noses at the column of your neck, his fangs grazing the skin, “how could you expect me to want anything else?”

You try to push his face away from your neck to little avail. Jungwon held you tightly in his grasp, knowing you were just being difficult to mess with him. “Well your pickiness and lack of self control is the reason all my neighbors think I get my neck mauled by a bear every night. I refuse to start hunting, you’re just gonna make me into your personal juicebox again,” you grumble, giving in and letting Jungwon continue his ministrations. Vampire my ass, if anything he was more akin to an overgrown kitten, always nuzzling and nipping at your neck.

Jungwon leans back far enough to knock his head into yours playfully, “Yeah right, you love when I give you love bites.” You go to protest but Jungwon cocks his head challengingly, his eyes daring you to try and deny it. The words die in the base of your throat, and you swallow harshly, your face heating as you look away, muttering half hearted insults under your breath.

“Did you say something sweetheart?” Jungwon asks teasingly, and you widen your eyes in mock horror, knowing that with his heightened senses he had very clearly heard every word.

“Just saying how much I love you darling,” you blink up at him, with a saccharine smile.

Jungwon laughs, his dimple on full display, pressing a sweet kiss on your lips. “I love you more baby, even if that means I have to hunt for two for the rest of my very long life.” You give a satisfied hum and cuddle happily into his hold. Forever seemed a lot less daunting in Jungwon’s arms.

a/n: ,,,,,idk what to say about this one. I wanted to give you guys something bc MTM is taking so long and I'm about to leave for vacation,,, and this ended up being the product of my 2am thoughts.... hope u enjoy :)

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#vampire won #it needs to be talked about more #please more vampire won🙏🏻

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Imagine just drinking with Jungwon and you guys start doing body shots

and the two of you are friends but you guys are like sure why not? it's less embarrassing to do it without a crowd

but the way jungwon's tongue trails up your stomach and the top of your breasts has you shivering and he's looking at you all throughout. then he takes the lemon from your mouth and your lips touch briefly while jungwon grips your chin to keep you still

"did it tickle?" jungwon asks with a laugh. you try to laugh along but you're shaking and your whole body feels hot.

jungwon takes his shirt off, winking.

"your turn, babe."

#THIS THOUGHT AND THIS FUCKING THOUGHT ONLY

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hihi do you have a age limit like ex -13 ? you account seems cool but I just wanna know if I can interact since you didnt say on your caard !!

hi lovie !! first of all, thank you so much <3 you’re such a sweetie and i have no age limit for my account !! this goes for everybody, as long as you’re respectful and sweet, i don’t mind !

#grace answers

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j4keluver · 10 months

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me and jayla are actually delulu😭😭😭 @hoonsyo

#grace and jayla talk #grace rambles <3

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j4keluver · 10 months

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one more shot

↷bartender!sunghoon x mafia!reader⋯ ♡ᵎ

↷ warnings: suggestive/ partial smut ! MINORS DNI !!!!⋯ ♡ᵎ

⇢˚⋆ ✎ hey guys, this is my first time writing something suggestive and partial smut so please go easy on me😭🙏🏻 also this is for my bbg @hoonsyo

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ────── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .*

being able to be part mafia was fun at times. going undercover was fun, you could be whoever you wanted from that night until the gunfire went off. but you always knew that you're guys would always protect you. tonight was a night that you weren't necessarily excited about going undercover. not when you’re wearing something that could slip off too easily for comfort. the black satin dress is a tight-fitting dress that emphasizes your curves and stops mid-thigh. the top being loose spaghetti straps and an open back.

“(y/n) can you stop moving around so i can straighten the wrinkles on the back of your dress?” jake groans as you squirm, being ticklish on the lower part of your back where your dress hangs. his fingers delicately danced on the fabric to make sure that the dress was wrinkle-free and covered your ass.

“i’m sorry jake, it’s just too ticklish.”

he takes your hand and gives you a 360 spin and smirks. he stops you when you’re facing him, giving a small kiss on your temple. “looking good, princess.”

jake was your best friend in your whole friend group and he always does what he's good at when nervous conflict comes up; flirting. "right now is not the time to be flirting mr.sim, i'm in a life or death situation," you wag your finger in front of his face before jake takes ur hand and interlaces it.

"i won't let anything happen to you, pretty. i can hear everything in your earpiece and see everything because jungwon can hack into the cameras. and if i hear anything wrong, i'm sending jay and jungwon in," his fingers feel cold against your ear as he adjusts your earpiece.

"you got this, okay?" he gives you a reassuring kiss on your forehead before you head out the door.

"aphrodite" was a popular casino in new york. the casino was sponsored by the wealthy. the music blasted through the speakers and it could almost drown out the people shouting at the slot machines about how it was a fucking rip-off, knowing damn well they were about to insert another $5 to have a chance at winning their next "fortune."

you felt nervous to be on a mission by yourself, a death grip on your small hand clutch that jay made you bring. (she's gotta have some style when wearing this dress and what better way than having a little clutch jay) usually, one of the guys would be by your side as you waltz around with them as their secretary. your job today was different than any other job you've ever needed to do. you had to find park sunghoon and seduce him. he had fucked up with your CEO and men BIG time.

jake's voice brings you back into focus, "okay princess, you see those doors to your right? currently being guarded by yeonjun? when you walk up to the door, he's going to ask you what's the passcode. it's hera."

you turn your head to the right and see the big glass doors that is being guarded by a tall man with black hair that adorn blue tips at the end. he currently scooping around the area, not seeming to notice you.

you take a deep breath and compose yourself, steading your breathing. the one thing that the guys kept reminding you of before you left is to walk with a purpose as you belong there. like any undercover mission; this lie that you were leading was yours now for the time being.

you take long strides, with your shoulders back and posture straight. the clicking of your heels catches his attention before you finally reach him. before he could open his mouth, you speak, "hera."

inside your head, you're screaming at yourself for being rude, but this is how wealthy people speak. they always speak first before you could even mutter out a word to them. he slightly glares at you before he nods, opening the door wide enough for you to walk in.

"woah," you mutter to yourself. the vibe of the private casino room was more prestigious than the outside casino. the outside casino had people dressed in skimpy dresses and loud clubbing music where people were sweaty and grinded against each other without knowing each other's name.

the private casino had orchestral music and you could spot a few familiar faces in the casino as the guys have worked with them before. the men had suits on with fancy watches that they wore with pride, with embellishments of their wives or mistresses. the wives and mistresses didn't play when it came to their fashion.

their dresses were all of the designer brands while your dress, well, was still a mystery. as you came in and people started to notice you, some people eyed you up and down while some flashed you a polite smile.

"okay, babygirl, you made it in which was the hardest part." his words made your lips almost twitch into a smile. "the bar is in the back left corner, sunghoon should be working. if he isn't, that mean someone had warned him and we'll get you out as soon as possible."

jake couldn't see you but you nodded, trying to make your way back before an unfamiliar woman comes up to you. "hi lia ! it's so nice to see you," before pulling you into a hug. you stiffen up but hug her back, wanting to be polite. she whispers in your ear, "don't worry (y/n), i'm here with beomgyu, we're here to make sure everything goes smoothly too. my name is yunjin."

you questioned if this was true and whether to trust her or not. one rule of this life, is never to trust anyone too willingly. jake chimes in before panic can rise up, "it's okay (y/n), she's with us, everything she's saying is true."

"thank you yunjin-ah ! we surely have to catch up soon on poker night," you pull back from the hug, giving her a wink and making her giggle. she gives you a small pat on your shoulder before you part ways as you make your way to the bar.

the bar is practically empty besides the two young women hanging around, probably gossiping about who is the newest single CEO they can hook up with. you take your seat on the middle stool of the bar, aimlessly playing with the silver jewelry that lies on your ring finger. you forgot that you had this on.

"having problems with your marriages?" a voice speaks and you slightly jump at the surprise. you look up and it takes everything in you to not start drooling over the man in front of you. his milky white skin, tall nose bridge, the moles that decorate his face, and his arms. the veins that were on his arms had you uncomfortably shifting in your seat.

"what makes you say that?" you ask, genuinely curious at what would prompt him to ask that. he nods his head towards your hands and that's when you realized, it looks like you're married. you start to panic because the point is to attain sunghoon, not seem like a lonely wife to a sleazy business owner.

"oh this thing? this was my mothers before she passed away and this is the only finger that the finger fit on. besides that, i'm single and isn't looking unless you can change my mind." you throw a wink at him, trying to convince him that the story you just pulled out of your ass was genuine. thank god that hanging with guys has helped you become a good liar. you can always tell when they lie about being "busy"; they're probably gaming or jacking off.

he smirks at you, "what can i get you doll?"

fuck fuck fuck, i don't know any drinks. your mind begins to panic and you're starting to think that jake didn't hear what sunghoon had said in such a low register so you were on your own for this one. the guys definitely didn't prepare you that well for this mission.

"something without alcohol, can't afford to be hungover at the office tomorrow, you know?" you flash a smile to him and he sneers at you. you don't know whether he was buying your story or going to have security called on you.

you're on the edge of your seat but your heart settles when sunghoon says, "virgin pina colada coming right up."

the objective of the mission was clear; seduce sunghoon and get him to leave with you. you had to focus if you wanted to achieve this but the way his biceps were in clear view and his veins were popping from the way he was shaking the cocktail shaker. god, those hands around your neck while his fingers reach down to you as they pump-

"here you go miss," sunghoon stands right in front of you, handing you your glass that is coated with a sugar rim and a fresh pineapple slice on the side. his fingers ghost your hand and you almost shiver from how cold he was. the eye contact was intense as his eyes slowly rake down your body, just stopping at your breast.

"my eyes are up here, sir."

he scoffs before he leans in closer to you and whispers in your ear (the one without the earpiece thank god) "sir is so formal doll, sunghoon is fine unless we're in the bedroom. i'll have you screaming until the only thing you can call me is sir."

you could yourself pool with arousal and your legs clamped together, trying to find some way of friction. you usually wouldn't be so bold but this was a mission, and to succeed, you needed to. you needed to be bolder than him if that was even possible.

you smirk at him, before you hook your index finger under his chin, "don't think i'm so easy sunghoon-ah, i bet you couldn't even last 2 minutes." that comment for sure has to rile him up and it does. you feel his jaw clench under your finger which means score for you. 1 for you, 0 for sunghoon.

"shift is over in 5. meet me in that storage room over there and i'll make sure you regret ever word that comes out of your mouth."

he takes his name tag off and walks toward the back of the bar, disappearing to clean up. you silently are screaming in your head what to do. being alone in a storage room with park sunghoon was not part of the plan. you're stuck in a sticky situation but you had your mind made up on what you needed to do.

jake heard everything and screamed any excuse on how this isn't a good idea and that they need to be able to see what was happening. muttering an "i'm sorry jake", you take off your earpiece and put it in your clutch.

you strut towards the storage room before the door opens and a force pulls you inside. your heart almost drops, thinking it's a random person who's waiting to kidnap someone but when you look up, you're greeted with lustful eyes.

"sungho-" sunghoon latches his lips onto you and you gasp. he pushes you harshly against the door causing a loud thud. you're hoping the soft violin melody will be loud enough to drown the sounds out. his hands find their way down to your ass as he squeezes the soft flesh. you melt into the kiss, your arms slung lazily around his neck. his teeth slightly nip the bottom of your lips which causes you to let out a whimper.

"oh my god," you moan out as sunghoon trails sloppy kisses down your neck and exposed cleavage. his hand reaches into your underwear and you're practically soaked. his finger finds purchase on your clit as he circles his finger on it, applying light pressure when you twitch under him.

"i haven't even done anything to you yet you're this wet? wow, big talk for a weak girl huh?" he says and you clench, the feeling of being degraded by him making you weaker by the second.

but what he says next makes your heart ultimately stop.

"i know who you are, (y/n)"

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j4keluver · 10 months

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eternal ice - park sunghoon

PAIRINGS: Sunghoon x reader

GENRE: enemies to lovers, figure skater! sunghoon and reader, angst, fluff at the end

PROMPT: in which you have to skate with sunghoon for a competition but end up getting injured together

WORD COUNT: 9105 words

WARNINGS: one scene in which the reader gets harassed kinda and mentions of (vague) injuries but it’s not detailed

A/N: let me know if you enjoyed this and if you want more <3

You were always first place.

You were a perfectionist, painfully so. Good enough was not quite ever enough and second place couldn’t even compare to being first. In your mind, second place was the same as saying that you had failed. So you had always strived for first place - and been it too until the arrival of Park Sunghoon, the bane of your existence. Suddenly you were second, good at what you did but not the best.

Park Sunghoon was hailed as a prodigy. ‘Ice Prince’, they called him. You scoffed at the idea of it. You had been skating for longer than he had, taken part in more competitions than he had. But as your coach had so harshly pointed out one day at practice, Sunghoon had won way more medals than you.

“Y/N you’re glaring again.” Your coach, Jiyeon pointed out as you watched the boy you hated the most perform his routine on the ice. Sunghoon was good at what he did, you begrudgingly admitted to yourself. He was breathtaking to watch, gliding on the ice as if he was part of it. You hated him even more for being so perfect.

You huffed in frustration, tearing your eyes away from Park Sunghoon's mesmerising performance. "I can't help it, Jiyeon," you muttered. "He's always stealing the spotlight."

Jiyeon rolled her eyes at you, used to your never ending rants about the boy who had overtaken you. “Maybe you would be in the spotlight too if you took this as a lesson and learned from him.”

You shot her a sceptical look. “Learn from him? I don’t need to learn anything from him. All I need to do is beat his ass in the upcoming competitions.” There was a fire in your voice, lit by your hatred and passion.

Jiyeon sighed, her eyes filled with a mix of frustration and determination. "Y/N, listen to me. Hatred and rivalry will only take you so far. If you want to truly surpass Park Sunghoon, you need to find a way to grow as a skater, not just compete against him."

She stepped closer, her voice gentle yet firm. "You need to break free from the confines of your comfort zone. Push yourself beyond your limits. Take risks, explore new techniques, and infuse your performances with your own unique style."

You hesitated, considering her words. Jiyeon had always been a guiding force in your skating journey, and her advice had never led you astray before. Perhaps it was time to heed her guidance and embrace a new approach.

“What do you suggest I do then?” You asked sincerely.

Jiyeon grinned, a mischievous look on her face that made you suspicious. “You’ll see,” She made her way out of the audience, moving towards the exit. “Don’t forget your pair skating practice tomorrow!” She yelled out before leaving.

Your pair skate was with a guy you met only once, some Lee Chan that had taken part only in domestic competitions so far. He was good at skating - great even, but he lacked confidence. You had one day of practice with him already and he had been so nervous and shy around you that you almost got frustrated with him.

But as Jiyeon had reminded you, it was his first ever pair skate and his first ever international competition as well.

“Cut the boy some slack, he just needs more practice to build up his confidence,” Jiyeon had scolded you. “You were like him too once.”

You knew she was right but you couldn’t help but dread the long day ahead as you laced up your skates, waiting for both Jiyeon and Chan to show up.

But when the doors of the skate rink opened and Jiyeon came in, she was not followed by Chan but by Park Sunghoon.

The familiar anger bubbled up in your stomach at the sight of Sunghoon and you shot a pointed look at Jiyeon.

“What’s he doing here?” Your voice came out much more harshly than you had intended it to.

Jiyeon gave you a look that you knew all too well. Behave yourself.

“Sunghoon is going to be your new partner for the routine.” Jiyeon explained and you were sure your ears were playing tricks on you because there’s no way she had said that right?

“But what happened to Chan?” You asked, not quite sure you knew exactly what was going on.

Jiyeon sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Chan stepped down. Seems like he’s not quite ready to go international yet. Sunghoon was chosen as your replacement.”

A whirlwind of emotions passed through you - confusion, frustration and apprehension. The idea of skating with Park Sunghoon had never crossed your mind. You had accepted his presence on ice but the thought of skating with him in an international competition? You thought you were going to faint.

“Nice to meet you Y/N.” Sunghoon finally spoke up, extending his hand out to you. You were startled at his voice and it was then you realised that you had never even had a conversation with him before.

You wordlessly took the hand he had given you, shaking it once before dropping it as if he had burned you. Taking a deep breath, you swallowed your pride and tried to find the silver lining in the unexpected turn of events. Perhaps this could be a chance for growth, the chance to take risks and push yourself as Jiyeon had told you to do so.

You would go into this with an open mind.

… or perhaps you wouldn’t.

“Y/N! That’s the third time you’ve messed up that move! Get it together.” Jiyeon snapped at you from across the rink as you glided to a stop beside Sunghoon.

You clenched your fists, feeling the sting of Jiyeon's words. She was right; you were off your game. The frustration of having Park Sunghoon as your partner was getting to you.

Taking a deep breath, you locked eyes with Sunghoon. To his credit, he hadn’t said a single word every time you messed up. Sunghoon was annoyingly nice about your shortcomings and you hated it.

“Let's try it again," you said, your voice firm but devoid of the previous hostility. You pushed aside your animosity and focused on the ice beneath your feet, on the rhythm and flow that connected you both.

As the music began, you and Sunghoon launched into the routine. It started tentatively, with small missteps and slight imbalances. But you powered through until you got to the climax, the part that you kept messing up over and over again. The part where you had to trust Sunghoon to lift you into the air and rotate while holding you in place. You had done it before and it wasn’t anything that you couldn’t execute. It was your partner that had you so unnerved that you couldn’t attempt the lift and had changed the move instead, every time you had practised.

You took a deep breath before you skated towards Sunghoon, fully preparing yourself to be lifted. You would make it, you would make it, you… wouldn’t make it. Halfway through you hesitated for just a second. A second of hesitance that threw off your timing. A second of hesitance that threw off Sunghoon as well.

As the lift faltered, panic surged through your veins. You felt yourself losing balance, the ground coming closer with each passing moment. Instinctively, Sunghoon's arms tightened around you, trying to regain control, but it was too late. You crashed onto the ice with a thud, the impact jarring your entire body.

Pain shot through your limbs, and for a moment, everything went silent. You could hear your own ragged breaths and a loud scream as Jiyeon hurriedly skated towards you both.

“Are you both okay?” Those were the words that made you realise you were lying on top of Sunghoon.

Your eyes widened in shock as you quickly scrambled to push yourself off of Sunghoon, the weight of the situation sinking in. The sudden movement caused a sharp pain to go through your leg and the panic that set in was immediate.

“Jiyeon my leg…” You said at the same time as Sunghoon groaned in pain, clutching his arm.

Jiyeon knelt down beside you, her eyes filled with concern as she assessed the situation. "Stay still, both of you. I think we have to call the medical team for help.”

You bit your lip, trying to suppress the wave of pain that shot through your leg. Sunghoon winced, his arm visibly injured. Jiyeon left, rushing to her phone to make the call.

Sunghoon didn’t say a single word, the both of you sitting on the ice in silence.

Until - “How do you mess up such a simple lift?” Sunghoon was angry.

You felt the same anger bubble up in you. “Me?! You were the one that dropped me!”

Sunghoon's eyes narrowed, and he clenched his jaw tightly. "If you had trusted me and followed through with the lift instead of hesitating, we wouldn't be in this situation."

His words stung, fueling your frustration further. "You expect me to trust someone I barely know? You think I'm just supposed to put my life in your hands without hesitation?” You crossed your arms in vexation. “Some gold medal winner you are.” You muttered under your breath.

From the corner of your eyes you saw Sunghoon react, the annoyance in his eyes as he looked at you but you didn’t get to hear what he had to say. The medical staff burst in at that moment, distracting you both momentarily as they attended to your injuries.

For a moment you both forgot your irritation at each other.

Whatever the doctor had said after he had dropped the bomb on you went over your head. You listened absentmindedly before you interrupted him.

“Did you say four weeks? As in one month?” Your voice was desperate.

The doctor nodded sympathetically, understanding the shock and disappointment that washed over you. "Yes, I'm afraid so. Given the extent of the injuries and the need for proper healing and rehabilitation, it would be best for both of you to refrain from any intense physical activity, including skating, for at least four weeks."

You felt a sinking feeling in your chest. Four weeks seemed like an eternity, especially considering the international competition that was looming so close. The competition was in two months time and cutting out one whole month of practice - evidently much needed practice, from how disastrous today had gone - could be the difference between a win and a loss.

The doctor continued as if he hadn’t just thrown you into emotional turmoil. “Now, I gave the same advice to your partner. We have some excellent physical therapists in this hospital and I recommend that the both of you go everyday until you regain strength in your muscles. It should help you heal faster as well so from how I see it, you should be able to go back to skating after a month.”

At the mention of Sunghoon, guilt washed over you. You knew that it was because of you that he had gotten injured. You knew that if you had not messed up the timing, he would’ve caught you. It was the guilt that had you asking the doctor how Sunghoon was doing.

The doctor smiled reassuringly. “Don’t worry, your partner is fine. No broken bones and nothing that can't be fixed without some perseverance. It's not serious but physical therapy is still required.”

Relief flooded through you as you heard that Sunghoon's injuries weren't severe. It wasn’t that you were worried about him. You just couldn’t have him breaking a bone be on your conscience.

The relief was short-lived. You slowly processed the doctor's words. “Wait. Are you saying we have to go to physical therapy together?” You asked, hoping beyond hope that the answer was no.

Unfortunately the doctor seemed determined to not give you any good news today because he nodded at your question. “We have one physical therapist who specialises in rehabilitating athletes. Your appointments will be with him together.”

You felt a mix of emotions as the reality sunk in. You would be going to physical therapy with Sunghoon, everyday for a month. For a month, you were stuck with someone you couldn’t stand and you knew the feelings were mutual from the way he had glared at you in the hospital waiting room.

Jiyeon wasn’t very sympathetic.

“This wouldn’t have happened if you two just learned to work together.”

You sighed as she scolded you throughout the whole drive home.

“I mean, is it so difficult to just be professionals about this? You two have been competing professionally for years now. Act like it!”

You decided to pretend you couldn’t hear her.

“Y/N are you even listening to me?” Jiyeon was getting more annoyed by the second.

Jiyeon's voice grew more exasperated as she repeated your name, but you continued to stare out of the car window, lost in your own world.

Jiyeon soon gave up, an irritated look on her face as she drove. You felt bad but you really didn’t want to discuss this with her. You were already kicking yourself over how things had turned out and you didn’t need Jiyeon to tell you that the both of you getting injured was quite honestly, your fault. You closed your eyes, dread filling you at the thought of your joint appointment with Sunghoon tomorrow.

So much for going into this with an open mind.

When you went into the waiting room for your appointment the next day, hobbling along on crutches, Sunghoon was already there. His arm was in a sling and his expression was unreadable as he looked at you. It unnerved you so you decided to ignore him.

Taking a seat at a distance, you occupied yourself with a magazine, feigning interest in its contents while stealing occasional glances at Sunghoon. You could sense his gaze on you, but you refused to meet it, afraid of what you might find within those eyes.

The physical therapist, a Mr. Kim, greeted you both as soon as he entered. Once in the treatment room, he outlined a series of stretching and strengthening activities that would aid in your recovery. As he explained, you couldn't help but steal occasional glances at Sunghoon, who seemed equally determined to avoid eye contact.

If Mr. Kim noticed the tension between you both, he didn’t mention it. The both of you began your exercises in separate corners of the room, determined to get through the day without acknowledging each other. You tried to focus on your own movements, trying to shut out the presence of Sunghoon.

“There you go,” Mr. Kim smiled delightedly as you correctly completed the exercise he had set out for you. “You’re both getting the hang of it now. I have to step out for a little bit but help each other and take turns doing the exercises - don’t overdo it, you need rest as well.”

As Mr. Kim stepped out of the room, leaving you and Sunghoon alone, an awkward silence filled the air. It was clear that neither of you wanted to be the first to break it. You took a deep breath, considering your options. Despite the tension, Mr. Kim's words lingered in your mind — "help each other."

Swallowing your pride, you decided to take the initiative. "Sunghoon, why don't we alternate doing the exercises? It might make the session go by faster," you suggested, keeping your voice as neutral as possible.

He didn’t even look at you when you spoke and you were slightly annoyed at how he ignored you but then - he moved closer to you. He nodded without looking and even when he spoke, his eyes were on the walls. “Sure.”

His guarded voice puts you on edge as well. But despite the tense situation you decided that you weren’t going to let Park Sunghoon let your recovery slow down so you decided to start your own set as Sunghoon watched wordlessly.

The exercise Mr. Kim had taught you required you to stand, which was now a difficult task for you. There was a mild pain in your leg as you moved and you bit your lip to hold in a whimper of pain. You couldn’t show weakness in front of Sunghoon.

Your efforts were futile, however, when a wrong misstep caused a sharp pain to go through your leg and you lost your balance. You let out a surprised shout and your eyes closed as you braced for impact but none came. Instead, you were suddenly aware of an arm wrapped around your waist, that was holding you up and keeping you steady.

You opened your eyes to find Sunghoon standing close to you, his uninjured arm securely supporting you. His face remained impassive, but you couldn't deny the concern that flickered in his eyes.

"Steady now," he murmured, his voice surprisingly gentle.

You felt the back of your neck heat up in embarrassment. A whispered thank you escaped your lips as you pushed his arm away, slowly balancing yourself once more. For a minute, the tension between the both of you seemed to dissipate. You found yourself wondering if he truly wasn’t all that bad…

“I told you I can catch you.”

Sunghoon’s words were meant to get on your nerves and it did. When Mr. Kim came back not long after, you were both once more on opposite sides of the room.

Before you knew it, three weeks of your physical therapy was up. You could feel your muscles getting stronger, the pain decreasing little by little. You had abandoned the crutches at the start of the third week and could now walk with little to no pain. Mr. Kim had been ecstatic at the progress that you made.

Since the first appointment you hadn’t talked to Sunghoon. You arrived at your appointments at the same time as him and yet you kept to yourself. Neither of you bothered to acknowledge each other and Mr. Kim long gave up trying to get the both of you to work together. In the back of your mind you knew that you would have to practise with Sunghoon again eventually. But eventually can wait because for now, you had no interest in talking to Sunghoon.

Not talking to him didn’t mean that you didn’t observe him.

At times when Sunghoon was too focused on his exercises, your eyes would wander to him in curiosity. You weren’t interested in him, you told yourself. You still had some guilt over the accident and you just wanted to make sure he was making as much progress as you were. Unfortunately, it was clear that Sunghoon was struggling.

“Okay, let’s take a break now, shall we?” Mr. Kim stopped Sunghoon in the middle of his set and from the corner of your eyes you saw the way his eyebrows were furrowed in frustration. He clenched his arms and looked at it, the defeat on his face evident. Mr. Kim contined to talk - something about how it takes time to build up your strength and that he shouldn’t get discouraged. You were sure Sunghoon didn’t hear a word of what he said.

When the session ended you rushed out, eager to get home. Luck didn’t seem to be on your side, however, for sometime in between when you had come in for your appointment and the end of it, a torrential downpour had started. As you stepped outside the rehabilitation center, the heavy rain greeted you, drenching everything in its path.

You cursed yourself for not remembering to bring an umbrella despite your mother’s warnings that it might rain today. Getting wet and walking in the rain in discomfort was not very appealing to you so you stood in the shelter of the building, watching the skies and hoping that it would clear up soon.

You were there for a good five minutes before Sunghoon stepped out. His face was still etched with the frustration of the day and his expression turned even darker at the sight of the rain - or was it at you?

He didn’t say a word as he approached you and you noticed an umbrella in his hand. Sunghoon was clearly smarter than you to have thought ahead. You watched as he struggled to open the umbrella will one hand, occasionally trying to use his injured hand as well but giving up when he just couldn’t muster up the strength. You watched for just a second longer before you sighed.

“Give me that.”

Sunghoon seemed startled at your voice and maybe it was the shock that you had actually talked to him that made him let you take the umbrella from his hands. With a swift motion, you popped it open and handed it back to him.

He took it from you with a whispered thanks and looked at the path in front of him. You expected him to leave but he didn’t. He stood next to you with an expression on his face that you didn’t recognize. He seemed to contemplate for a while before he spoke to you.

“Are you waiting for someone?”

You shook your head no.

A pause.

“ Would you like to share the umbrella with me?”

It was a simple offer, a gesture that you wouldn’t think much of if someone else had offered it to you. But this was Park Sunghoon, someone who hated you and you hated in return. You should’ve said no.

And yet, when he stepped out into the rain and waited for you to follow him - you did.

As the two of you walked under the umbrella, a silence settled between you once again. The pitter-patter of raindrops against the umbrella created a soothing rhythm, creating a momentary respite from the outside world. You could feel Sunghoon's eyes on you, his unreadable gaze shifting between the rain-soaked surroundings and your face.

"I... I didn't expect you to help," he finally spoke, his voice laced with surprise and a hint of gratitude.

“Why? I’m not that heartless.”

“You don’t like me.”

He said it as if it was a fact and for a split second you felt ashamed at how you had treated him.

“I’m sorry,” You muttered. “For your injury and for… messing up the lift.”

Sunghoon glanced at you, his expression softening slightly. "It's not entirely your fault. We both made mistakes," he replied, his voice tinged with something you didn’t quite understand.

As the rain continued to pour, the weight of the past seemed to hang in the air between you. The tension that had once defined your interactions slowly gave way to a fragile connection, as if the shared vulnerability brought about by the accident had opened a door for empathy and forgiveness.

"I was angry," Sunghoon admitted, his voice filled with honesty. “We met for the first time and you looked at me as if you wanted me dead. You looked at me as if you would rather do anything other than have me be your partner,” A laugh escaped him, devoid of any emotion. “Am I really that bad of a skater?”

His question threw you off.

“No,” You answered honestly. “It was never about that. I just…”

The shame that had welled up in you was now threatening to spill over. You didn’t really have a good reason to hate him. In all honesty, Sunghoon had never done anything wrong.

Sunghoon was silent before he spoke again. “I respected you, you know. I thought you were one of the best figure skaters in the world. I looked up to you.”

“But then you treated me like I was beneath you and it felt like the image I had of you shattered. You couldn’t even trust me to lift you, such a simple move and we crashed instead.”

You listened to Sunghoon's words, his voice heavy with disappointment and hurt. His perspective shed light on a side of the story you hadn't fully considered before. Your own preconceptions of him had clouded your judgement when you met him and now, you weren’t quite sure if your judgement had been correct.

"I'm sorry," you said again, your voice sincere.

“Before you showed up I would win the gold at every competition. Every tournament, every performance, every single time. I loved it. I loved the feeling of being a star. I loved the feeling of being number one. But then you came.”

Heat rushed to your cheeks as you spoke.

“Suddenly it was Park Sunghoon that would win the gold at every competition. I was now silver. You shone brighter than me and something in me cracked at the thought that you could take away something I had worked so hard for in such a short instance.” Your voice was laced with vulnerability.

You couldn’t understand why you were telling him all of this. At the end of the day, Sunghoon was your competitor, your rival. But here you were, pouring your heart out for him as if he would understand. From the look on his face, you had a feeling that he did understand.

“I never meant to take anything away from you.”

“I know.”

And that was it. You couldn’t help the regret that enveloped you. How could you have treated him so badly when he didn’t even do anything wrong? When his only crime was chasing his own dreams?

“Your leg is better.” His words interrupted your thoughts.

“Yeah. Mr. Kim said I made a lot of progress.” You couldn’t help the smile that escaped you, proud of the work that you had put in. Sunghoon noticed it. Absent-mindedly, he thought that you should smile more often. He kept that thought to himself.

“What about you?” You asked him, something akin to pity in your eyes.

Sunghoon clenched his jaw and you had a feeling that he didn’t want to talk about it. Even now, his injured arm lay limp at his side. You noticed how he would move his fingers occasionally, clenching and unclenching his fist. You were about to tell him that he didn’t have to answer. It was alright, recovery takes time, you were going to tell him. But he spoke before you could.

“I feel like I’m stuck,” He was looking at his arm now. “I tried so hard. I did everything they asked. I followed what Mr. Kim said, exactly the way he said. But for some reason, I just can’t seem to go back to the way I was before. I managed to get the sling off but I haven’t made any progress since and I’m not even sure if I can do the pair skate at this rate.”

The weight of his words hung in the air and you felt empathy for the boy building up in you - an emotion you didn’t think you would ever feel for him.

“You can’t give up.” You surprised yourself with what you said. “We have to do the pair skate together. If we do it together then I’m sure we’ll win.”

You stopped suddenly and Sunghoon followed, not wanting to let the rain pour over you. He was shocked, you could tell.

“If I have to do this with someone else and I get second place again, I will personally make sure that you break your other arm as well.” You said fiercely.

Sunghoon's eyes widened at your sudden determination and the intensity in your words. He stared at you, speechless for a moment, before a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

“Alright," he said, his voice filled with a mix of gratitude and determination. "Let's do it together then. Let's win that gold. And if we don’t then I’ll personally let you break both of my arms.”

Something had shifted between you two. As if the rain had somehow washed away your resentment for each other, drop by drop, you found yourself looking forward to working with Sunghoon.

Slowly, you walked side by side under the shelter of the umbrella, shoulders touching occasionally but you didn’t seem to mind.

“By the way… where do you live?”

You took Mr. Kim by surprise when, at your next appointment, you offered to help Sunghoon with his set. Fortunately, he didn’t say anything, simply choosing to move away to let you stand next to Sunghoon instead.

Sunghoon lets you correct his posture. He lets you time him, he lets you support him. You even provided encouragement to him when he seemed to falter. The tension between you two had given way to a growing sense of cooperation and trust.

When he messed up, you didn’t make a snarky remark like you would’ve before. During one particular exercise, you gently touched Sunghoon's injured arm to assist him in maintaining proper form. He didn't pull away or protest. The animosity that once filled the air between you seemed to dissipate, replaced by a shared focus on Sunghoon's recovery.

Mr. Kim clapped his hands in delight when the session was over, remarking on how well the both of you had done that day.

“Thank you,” Sunghoon had given you a genuine smile as you both went outside together. “I honestly feel as if today was more effective than these three weeks all together.” He admitted.

“Don’t mention it, Park,” You smiled back at him in response. “We still have a competition to win.”

In the following days you continued to support each other’s development. Sunghoon’s determination remained unwavering, fueled by your encouragement and a desire to skate together with you, just as you had said.

And soon, before you knew it, the last week was up.

“Alright! You guys have done exceptionally well,” Mr. Kim praised you both at the end of your last session. “Especially you, Sunghoon. You made such a dramatic improvement in the last week. I’m honestly very impressed.”

His words brought a smile to Sunghoon’s face and even you felt a glimmer of pride. Sunghoon really had stepped up last week and within just a few days, he had regained control of the arm that he could barely use just a week ago. You had no doubt that he would be able to lift you with his now fully functional arm.

“We should celebrate.” Sunghoon said, as the both of you walked home together. It had become routine for the last few days, once the both of you had realised that you lived quite close by. If someone had told you a year ago that you would be walking home with Sunghoon and actually enjoying it, you would’ve laughed in their face. But lately, you came to realise that you actually liked his presence.

“Celebrate what?”

“The end of our physical therapy. We can go back to skating now, Y/N. Aren’t you excited?”

You smiled - his enthusiasm felt contagious. You came to know that Sunghoon really really loved skating. You both had a special place in your heart for it and you admired his drive for it.

“I am excited. But maybe we should perfect our routine before we start to celebrate. We have only one month left.” You were already stressed just thinking about it.

“Alright then,” Sunghoon smiled mischievously. “If we can perfect that lift before the competition then you have to promise me that you’ll go get ice cream with me as a celebration.”

You laughed. “Only the lift? What about when we win the competition?”

Sunghoon’s was confident when he replied. “We don’t need an incentive for the competition. We will win.”

Something about his confidence made your heart skip a beat. Were you sick? You chose to ignore it.

Except, your heart didn’t stop acting up.

The next time your heart skipped a beat would be at your first practice after recovery. When you walked in, you noticed that Sunghoon had arrived before you and was already on the ice. You almost called out to him. Almost.

Something made you stop and watch in wonder as he skated around the rink, lost in the motions and graceful movements. The way he glided effortlessly, his focus solely on the ice beneath his skates, captivated you. But it was his face that truly mesmerised you. At all the performances you had seen Sunghoon at, you focused on his movements. You judged his performance, the way he slid across the ice, his twists and turns. You had never looked at his face. Watching him now, you wished that you had looked at him sooner.

Sunghoon looked serene. He looked every bit like the ice prince that they called him - he looked ethereal. The look on his face was one of peace, of true love for the ice and pure joy to be skating. And as you watched, you felt it happen again.

Your heart skipped another beat.

You told yourself you were imagining it. Perhaps the skate rink was much too cold. Perhaps you were starting to get sick. Maybe you were about to get a heart attack. You came up with any and every excuse you could for why your heart kept skipping beats when Sunghoon was around.

The fluttering in your chest didn’t stop. In fact, when Jiyeon finally came and your practice together started, it got worse. The day you had both gotten injured, you had been so caught up in your own emotions that you haven't paid much attention to Sunghoon. Now, he was the only thing that you could focus on.

He skated with a purpose, becoming one with the ice and the music. When he skated next to you, you became entranced. Sunghoon looked at you as if you were the only person in the world. The chemistry was undeniable. You complemented each other’s movements as if you could read the other's mind. The world melted away and it was just you and Sunghoon and the ice.

The music built up, the climax approaching. This time you didn’t hesitate. When you leaped into the air with Sunghoon holding you up, you felt free. Sunghoon held onto you tightly. You had no doubt that he would.

He lowered you down, your legs wrapped around his waist and for a split second you allowed yourself to look into his eyes. In that moment you felt your heart flutter once more. The realisation hits you like a tidal wave—your heart skipping beats was not a coincidence or a figment of your imagination. Your heart really and truly was skipping beats for Park Sunghoon.

There was something in his eyes that you couldn’t read, a fierceness that surprised you. When the music faded and you both came to a graceful halt, the silence that followed was charged with a newfound tension. He was staring at you with an intensity that made you feel like you would melt under his gaze.

When Jiyeon approached, she broke the spell that had enveloped you both.

“You did great! I’m surprised that that was just the first practice,” Jiyeon was beaming from ear to ear. “I didn’t think we’d be able to bounce back from that horrible start but I’m glad you two managed to work it out. Your chemistry together is incredible!”

You found yourself blushing at her words. If you had looked, you would’ve seen that even Sunghoon had turned red.

“Thanks, Jiyeon," you managed to say, your voice slightly shaky. "We've been working really hard."

Jiyeon nodded enthusiastically. "It definitely shows. I have a good feeling about our chances in the competition."

You ran through the routine a couple times more before the day ended. You tried not to look into Sunghoon’s eyes in case you faltered again. So when he approached you at the end of the practice, you avoided his eyes once more.

“Y/N,” He ran up to you as you walked towards the door. The only response you could muster was a silent ‘hmm’.

“We did the lift today. You promised that we could get ice cream.” He grinned at you.

You felt your stomach churn at the idea of more time with Sunghoon. You didn’t quite understand the new feelings that seemed to bubble up whenever he was around and you didn’t want to understand it.

So you shook your head no. “I can’t. I'm too tired now.”

And before Sunghoon could react, you left.

The next few weeks passed by in a blur. After the first practice, you made sure to keep your distance from Sunghoon. You didn’t like how your heart would react when he looked at you or the way it sped up when he would hold you during the routine. But you ignored it. You shoved down whatever feelings you had that you didn’t even have a name for, deep down where it wouldn’t surface again.

You ignored Sunghoon. Whenever he attempted to make conversation you would reply shortly in a cold tone. You felt bad the first time you had walked away when Sunghoon had approached you to talk, the look on his face as you walked away leaving you wondering if this was really the best way to deal with it. But you didn’t know how to deal with it. At the end of the day, when the pair skate was over, you two would compete against each other once more. You couldn’t have your new found feelings - whatever they were - distract you from striving to overcome him.

And in no time at all, the competition loomed over you.

Sunghoon had given up trying to talk to you. You expected to feel happy about it but a part of you felt… well, lonely. You had grown used to his presence throughout the two months you had spent together and despite knowing that it was you who had pushed him away, you couldn’t help feeling a bit dejected.

It was especially lonely when you arrived at the competition held away from home, surrounded by people from all over the world. You were out of place here, a stranger. The only piece of home was Jiyeon and Sunghoon and one of those two people would no longer approach you.

You tried to brush off the feeling, reminding yourself of your determination to focus solely on the competition. This was not the time to wallow in self pity.

On the day of rehearsals, you came to the skate rink alone. You wore the outfit that Jiyeon had chosen, a brilliant midnight blue dress that sparkled like the stars. You knew Sunghoon had gotten a matching outfit but you hadn’t seen him wear it.

As you laced up your skates you felt someone loom over you.

“Hey, you’re really pretty. You’re in the pair skate aren’t you? I could help you practise if you want.”

You turned around, slightly startled by the unexpected voice. Standing before you was a young man, unfamiliar to you. You recognized him as one of the skaters from another country, a Daniel something.

“I’m fine, thank you.” You gave him a tight lipped smile. You expected him to leave but the guy was persistent.

“C’mon don’t be like that. I could help you out. In more ways than one.” The sleazy look he gave you made you shiver and panic welled up inside you.

“I really don’t need any help.” You made an effort to keep your voice from shaking.

The stranger's sleazy expression wavered for a moment, but he persisted, leaning in closer. "Come on, babe. I've got some great moves to show you. You won't regret it."

Your heart raced, and a surge of anxiety coursed through your veins. This was not the kind of attention you wanted or needed, especially in such a vulnerable setting. Taking a step back, you spoke more assertively, your voice tinged with a hint of warning.

“I'm sorry, but I'm not interested. Please respect my decision and leave me alone."

Just as you were growing increasingly anxious, a familiar voice called out from behind you. “She told you to beat it, Daniel.”

Sunghoon appeared from behind you, a protective arm wrapping around your shoulder as if it was the most natural thing in the world. At the sight of him, you felt a huge wave of relief wash over you.

Daniel glanced between you and Sunghoon, something like realisation setting in. With a scoff, he muttered something under his breath and walked away, disappearing into the crowd.

As soon as he was gone, Sunghoon dropped the arm on your shoulder. You felt the absence immediately, the loss of the warmth making you shiver.

“Thank you.” He gave you a curt nod in response. Sunghoon’s face was guarded. With a sinking feeling, you realised that him intervening did not mean that things were back to normal.

“Sunghoon-“

“You don’t have to speak to me,” He cut you off. “It’s clear you don’t want anything to do with me so you don’t have to thank me. I only helped because I thought you needed it. I won’t bother you again.” His voice was cold.

You felt a pang of regret as Sunghoon's words echoed in your ears. You reached out, wanting to explain, but he took a step back, his gaze avoiding yours.

“Sunghoon, please listen to me," you pleaded, your voice filled with sincerity. "I never wanted things to end up like this.

His smile was sarcastic. “That’s what you always say isn’t it? I didn’t mean it. It was never like that. I never wanted this. You say all that and for a moment it’s like you don’t mind my company, almost like you enjoy spending time with me. For just a moment I thought that you might even like me,” He let out a hollow laugh. “Guess I’m the fool because while I was falling for you, you were planning your escape from me.”

Sunghoon didn’t wait for a response. You weren’t even sure you could give a response. Tears welled up in your eyes as you watched Sunghoon turn away, his words piercing through your heart. The pain and hurt in his voice were unbearable, and you desperately wanted to reach out to him, to make him understand the truth.

But how could you explain something that even you didn't fully comprehend until now? How could you explain that he wasn’t the only one who had been falling?

There were four hours left before the competition started and you were crying in your room. Jiyeon had waited outside your room for ages, knocking and begging you to open the door. Eventually, she had given up. You had promised her that you'd show up when the time came. That was all you could muster up the courage to tell her.

Truthfully, you didn’t know how you could go through with it. To go out there and skate with Sunghoon as if nothing had happened, as if your heart wasn’t broken into pieces with no fault but your own. You hadn’t seen him since he had confessed. Not that you had even left your room since then. The tears that had started to fall back then seemed never-ending. You didn’t know that a person could cry so hard and that your heart could ache so much.

As the time ticked away, you found yourself trapped in a whirlwind of emotions, unable to find the strength to face the reality before you. Every passing minute felt like an eternity, and the weight of your actions weighed heavily on your heart.

The sound of a gentle knock on the door roused you from your thoughts. Jiyeon's voice reached you, muffled yet filled with concern. "Please, just open the door. We're running out of time, and I'm worried about you."

You ignored it.

She begged you to open the door, begged you to tell her what was wrong but you didn’t budge. For a while, the sounds behind the door went silent and you wondered if Jiyeon had given up again. But then, another voice came through the door.

“Open the door Y/N.”

You recognized the voice instantly and you felt yourself crumble just a little bit more. A part of you wanted to open the door, to see his face and find solace in his presence. But another part of you feared the pain and vulnerability that awaited on the other side.

There was a pause before he spoke again, this time so quietly you could barely hear him. “Please.”

And your willpower was gone. You rose up from bed to open the door. It was only when the door swung open that you remembered you probably looked like a mess. Your tear- stained face, pyjamas that you didn’t have the strength to get out of and messy hair probably looked like a sight. It was a shock when you saw that Sunghoon didn’t look much better.

Sunghoon looked dishevelled. His eyes were tired, surrounded by dark circles that rivalled your own. The pain and vulnerability reflected in his eyes mirrored your own, and in that instant, all the walls and barriers you had erected around yourself crumbled.

Without saying a word, Sunghoon stepped forward, closing the distance between you.

“What are you doing Y/N.” His voice was soft.

You didn’t answer his question, not knowing what he was asking.

He let out a shaky breath. “What are you doing to me?” He whispered.

He reached out a trembling hand, his fingers grazing against your tear-stained cheek. The tender touch sent a shiver down your spine, and you couldn't help but lean into it, seeking comfort in his presence.

“One day you’re telling me that you wouldn’t do this routine with anyone other than me. Next, you’re ignoring me while I try to talk to you. You’re hot and cold and I never know what to expect from you.”

He was pleading now. “Please tell me I didn’t imagine what I felt on the ice with you that day. Please tell me I’m not the only one who feels this way.”

He took your hand in his, softly putting it over his heart. “I know you hate me Y/N. But can’t you see what you do to me?”

His heart raced under your touch. His words cut through the silence, laying bare his confusion, pain, and longing.

You felt the tears threatening to fall again. “Sunghoon, I don’t hate you. I mean, I did but I don’t now. I hate how you make me feel. I hate how my heart seems to float whenever you’re near me. I hate the way my stomach fills with butterflies when you’re around. I hate the way my breath quickens when you touch me. Most of all, I hate how vulnerable you make me.” Your voice wavered, and you took a deep breath, trying to steady yourself.

Sunghoon's expression softened, his eyes filled with a mix of remorse and understanding.

“I never wanted to hurt you.” He murmured.

Your voice was barely audible when you continued. “You never did. I brought that upon myself. Despite how hard I tried to push you away, you’re always on my mind. It’s terrifying how much of my mind you had taken over in such a short period of time.”

Sunghoon’s hands tightened around yours, still pressed to his chest. A silence settled between you two, heavy with emotion.

“Y/N,” Sunghoon said softly. “When we win… can I kiss you?”

His question caught you off guard and you felt your heartbeat quicken. Under your hand, you could feel that Sunghoon’s heartbeat matched your rhythm.

Wordlessly you nodded yes. That was all Sunghoon needed. He breathed a sigh of relief, a genuine smile now spreading on his face.

“Go get ready. We have a competition to win.”

And for the first time since the rehearsal day, you smiled.

Mercifully, Jiyeon didn’t ask you any questions when you finally emerged out of your room in your outfit. She didn’t even say anything when Sunghoon grabbed hold of your hand as you walked towards the skate rink (although she did raise her eyebrow at you). You were glad she didn’t ask you anything because you honestly didn’t know what to say. You didn’t even have the energy for it, the emotional turmoil of the past few days had tired you out. You wanted to save your energy for the competition.

Sunghoon looked dazzling in his matching midnight blue outfit. You couldn’t help but peak glances at him, blushing when he caught you in the act. Sunghoon thought you looked gorgeous and didn’t hesitate to tell you so as well.

The competition started on record time and in the blink of an eye, it was time for you and Sunghoon to skate.

“Hey,” Sunghoon whispered to you before you both got on the ice. “I really really like you Y/N.”

Your face was bright red when the spotlight shifted over to you and you mentally cursed Sunghoon for telling you that right before you had to be under the spotlight. You hoped the audience didn’t notice.

The music soon started, the familiar notes that you had practised echoing through the place. As the music enveloped the rink, you and Sunghoon synchronised your movements, seamlessly gliding across the ice. The routine you had practised countless times now took on a new meaning, infused with the raw emotions and unspoken words that hung in the air between you.

With each graceful leap, each intricate spin, and each delicate touch, you poured your heart and soul into the performance. The audience watched in awe as the chemistry between you and Sunghoon radiated, a tangible connection that transcended the boundaries of the ice rink.

The routine progressed flawlessly, the tension and anticipation building as you approached the climax. The choreography seemed to reflect the journey of your relationship, with moments of tender closeness and fleeting glances that spoke volumes. The lift that you had once been so scared of, was performed flawlessly. The look in Sunghoon’s eyes as he held you was one of pure adoration and you wondered if you looked the same.

As the final notes of the music echoed, you and Sunghoon stood face to face, breathing heavily but exhilarated. The crowd erupted into applause and you could swear you heard Jiyeon even through the loud crowd.

With a mix of exhaustion and elation, you and Sunghoon skated off the ice, hand in hand, basking in the afterglow of the performance. As soon as you were off the ice you turned towards him.

“I really really like you too Sunghoon.”

He grinned from ear to ear. “I know.”

As you both awaited the judges' scores, Jiyeon rushed over, her face beaming with pride. "That was incredible, you two! You completely captivated the audience! I'm so proud of you!"

You smiled at Jiyeon's words, grateful for her unwavering support. Sunghoon squeezed your hand, his eyes filled with admiration and affection.

Soon, you were both asked to return back to the ice. The scores were announced, and the tension reached its peak.

“And the top scorers for the night and our gold medal winnders are… Y/N L/N and Park Sunghoon!”

A surge of emotions washed over you but before you could react to them, you felt an arm around your waist and suddenly you were pressed against Sunghoon. Before you could react, he pulled you closer, pushing his lips on yours. The touch of his lips on yours made a jolt of electricity travel through your body. Unconsciously, your hands moved to wrap around his neck, pushing him even closer to you. In the back of your head, you knew that the audience was going wild at the sudden act unfolding in front of them. At any other time, you would’ve been embarrassed. But you couldn’t bring yourself to care as you kissed Sunghoon with an urgency that surprised even yourself.

When you finally parted, breathless and gazing into each other's eyes, the world around you came rushing back. The crowd's cheers and applause filled the air, reminding you that you were not alone in this moment of bliss. You felt the heat creeping up to your face as the commentator made a joke about the two lovebirds. But when Sunghoon grabbed your hand in his, none of the outside world mattered.

“Can you two stop making out for one second?” Jiyeon’s exasperated voice made you break away from Sunghoon. His arms remained wrapped around your waist, pulling you close as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Your rolled your eyes at Jiyeon. “Can’t I spend some time with my boyfriend when we’re taking a break?” You pouted.

“Your break ended 15 minutes ago!”

You looked at the timer Jiyeon had set out on the floor. “Oops.”

You couldn't help but giggle at Jiyeon's exasperation, feeling a mix of amusement and embarrassment. Sunghoon's laughter only added to the lightheartedness of the moment.

“And you,” Jiyeon pointed at Sunghoon, shooting a glare at him. “Why are you here? Don’t forget you’re competing against her now, not with her. Stop distracting my protégé.” She complained.

Sunghoon held up his hands in mock surrender, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Sorry, Jiyeon. I couldn’t resist coming to see my girlfriend. But I promise I won’t distract her any longer.”

You gave Sunghoon a playful nudge, trying to suppress your smile. "See, Jiyeon? He knows his place now."

Jiyeon rolled her eyes, though a hint of a smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "Fine, fine. Just make sure you're both focused when you step back on the ice. We have a competition to win."

“Not if I win it first.” Sunghoon escaped the playful punch you aimed at him, laughing out loud.

“In your dreams Park. I won’t go easy on you just cause you’re cute.”

“You think I’m cute?” He teased.

“Enough!” Jiyeon yelled, covering her eyes at the sight of you two flirting.

Sunghoon gave you another quick kiss before he ran away laughing in joy. You basked in the glow of it all before Jiyeon barked at you to start practising again.

When the music started you felt the familiar adrenaline rush through you. You started to glide, your determination renewed. Sunghoon may have been your boyfriend but you hadn’t been joking when you had told him you wouldn’t go easy on him. He knew it too. He wouldn’t expect anything less from his ice princess.

#as a figure skater #I 1000000000000% APPROVE OF THIS FIC #I LOVE LOVE LOVE

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