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mybl--dyvalentine · 2 months

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cutest story ever bc wth

❛ pink hearts ❜ — seok matthew

| synopsis . . . where seok matthew desperately tries to work up the courage to ask the cute boy that works at the local bubble tea shop out on a date.

| tags . . . seok matthew x m!reader , college au , fluffy fluff , matthew is really in love , reader is a boba barista , new layout cause why not lol , hanbin is so tired , don't worry they get that date though!

| warnings . . . none!

"matthew if your gonna stare you may as well just go in".

"hanbin shut up!"

if matthew is anything, he is someone who falls in love easily. he likes to admire people, even if he doesn't necessarily have a deep conversation with the person to end up falling hard for them.

that is exactly what is going on in this situation.

when i said that matthew likes to admire, i really meant it, because for the past fifteen minutes he's simply been admiring the boy who works the counter at the bubble tea shop instead of actually going in and ordering.

matthew wouldn't say they've talked, (if by talked you mean they said hi and hello then yeah they've talked), because he can't work up the courage to make any more conversation with him.

"matthew, if you want to talk to him so bad then do it" hanbin states firmly, and matthew turns to give his friend a glare.

"your supposed to help me!"

"your standing around like a creep how do i help you?" hanbin scoffs, matthew struggles to form a coherent sentence as he continues to glare at the sung, who laughs at his expression.

"i don't know mr 'i'm a love expert'" matthew begins, mimicking hanbin's voice. "your the one who said you wanted to help me!"

"how are you gonna ask him out if you can't even actually talk to him first?"

"i don't know! that's why i asked you to help me!"

"that's stupid matthew!"

matthew really can't control this random crush he developed out of the blue. the boy who works at the counter is just so pretty, soft spoken, and easygoing, literally anybody would fall in love.

his heart is way too weak for someone with that smile, he always wants to melt into a puddle whenever he hears the familiar; hi what can i get you today?

his voice is so pretty— so nice.

he even started remembering matthew's order, which makes him want to melt even more since he's actually so pretty.

"i think i'm starting to recognize you" matthew remembers him saying on a random monday. "i still don't know your name though, mind telling me?"

matthew felt his face go red at that very moment, he hated how those words were so casual yet affected him so much. "i— um.. uh, yeah! uh, matthew, my name's matthew".

his eyebrows raised. "are you a foreigner?" he inquired, tilting his head like he was trying to decipher matthew's name.

"i'm from canada" he said shyly, which is pretty abnormal for him. "but my parents are korean.."

"ah" the boy said, that pretty smile coming to his face. "that makes sense" he grabbed matthew's drink and handed it over to him.

"y/n".

"y/n" matthew repeated, he liked his name, it sounded right for some reason. "nice name" he said clearly, he didn't know how he said that clearly, he just did.

"come again soon".

when classes ended that day, matthew went to his room and screamed into his pillow for a whole fifteen minutes straight. he actually felt like he had a chance for once, but he also felt like the most delusional person to ever exist.

"hanbin! i'm literally dying! he kept smiling at me like— why is he so pretty!?"

matthew is not in his best element at the moment.

hanbin is clearly enjoying watching him suffer.

"are you finally gonna work up the courage to ask him out now?"

"wait— now? what do you mean now? i can't ask him out now! he'd think i'm weird, he'd think—"

"oh my god matthew!" hanbin yells over his friend. "come on! this is what you've been bothering me about for the past week! just do it!"

"i'm not as confident as you, hanbin!" matthew argues. "i just— i don't wanna have the wrong impression.." he mumbles, cuddling his pillow close to his chest.

hanbin stares at his best friend, sighing, patting his back. "ah, matthew, you and pretty boys".

it's obvious that matthew had absolutely no idea how to talk to boys he liked romantically, and y/n was one of those boys. he couldn't muster up any courage to ask him out, because he thought he'd embarrass himself by saying something wrong.

y/n though, didn't seem to mind his stuttering, because he found it cute.

one day, though, he just seemed to be having a particularly good day.

"you know, you make my day matthew" y/n says, leaning on his hand as he stares at him. matthew really can't tell if he's flirting or just being nice.

"i'm glad to hear that" matthew nods, feeling himself get nervous as he clears his throat. "um, uh.. y/n?"

"that is my name, yes" the barista replies, he gives that amazing smile he always looks at matthew with, and he feels as if he's about to melt.

"i— um, uh.."

matthew feels stupid, he can't get his words out because he keeps looking at y/n whose so focused on him and what he's saying that it makes it hard to speak straight.

y/n blinks, confused. "you okay?"

"will you go out with me!"

y/n stands there, frozen. he tilts his head for a moment, staring at the red faced, embarrassed matthew who was now covering his face with his hands, afraid of being rejected.

"agh, i'm so sorry, i'm awkward, and i get if you don't want to go out—"

"of course i will".

matthew squeaks, not believing the words that just came out of the barista's mouth. he can't bring himself to stare at y/n, thinking that he'd probably light on fire from making even the slightest eye contact with him.

"ahh, you need to stop this" matthew grumbles under his breath, finally removing his hands from his face and feeling his face go even more red when y/n laughed at his expression.

"stop what, matt?"

"your so pretty, your voice is so nice, and your effortlessly good at everything i hate it" he pouts, and y/n looks away to laugh once again, grabbing matthew's drink.

"do you plan on getting me boba for our first date?"

"i— uh, well.. haha!" matthew still wasn't doing the best. "your gonna have to wait! haha!"

"are you gonna take your drink or..?"

"yeah! right!"

matthew awkwardly giggles, taking his drink and giving a wide smile, nodding. "later! i'll see you later!"

y/n chuckles, waving at him. "i'll wait for you".

matthew giggles the whole way as he walks to his class, though he gets embarrassed by the way he talked.

at least he got a date! nothing else matters!

#seok matthew x reader #zerobaseone #zb1 #zb1 scenarios #zb1 matthew #zb1 imagines #seok matthew zb1 #zb1 drabbles #seok matthew imagines

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mybl--dyvalentine · 2 months

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Are You Mine Tonight? જ⁀➴ Jungwon

✮ non idol au! jungwon x gn! reader

✮ Summary: You've been feeling pretty down lately. Of course, Jungwon is here to help and make your day 10x better.

✮ Genre: Fluff

✮ Word Count: 870

✮ A/N: This is an entirely different take on what I normally write so if it seems off then that's why.

p.s. you guys should listen to "Sugar n' Spice" by Denise Julia while you read this :p

The human mind is very easily influenced. You, of course, are no exception to the many emotions caused by the world. After recently failing your final exam, you've been pretty bummed out. Immediately after failing, you went home and laid in bed to rot with tissues stacking up on your bedside table. Your boyfriend, Jungwon, became very worried. He called immediately after you texted that the test was over and asked how it went.

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"Hey babe! How'd it go?" Jungwon asks.

"It... it didn't go well." You respond.

"Oh no... do you want me to come over? I pick up some ice cream on the way." He says worriedly.

You choke back a sob, "yeah sure, that would be nice."

"I'll be on my way soon. Love you."

"See you soon, love you too."

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After hanging up the call you fell back into your bed and sighed. You stare at the gray ceiling and listen to the clock tick with every second. Your eyes start to get heavy and you slowly drift off into sleep.

You shift around your bed to find a new comfortable position just for your hand to land on something slightly hard and soft. You keep your eyes closed as you feel it around, trying to figure out what it is you're touching. It felt soft and fuzzy, but firm as well.

"Good morning babe." Jungwon says groggily.

"Oh! You're here? I'm sorry I couldn't get the door since I was sleeping." You say.

"No, it's okay. I managed." He yawns. "You must be tired, lay down for a little longer. I'll keep watch."

You laugh, "Keep watch for what? Is there some scary monster out to get me?"

"Hey! You never know what's out there in the world." He smiles.

"You're so..."

You try to think of something to call him but nothing comes to mind. This is because you've been staring at him. Every time you look at Jungwon, he never fails to take your breath away. His dimple that appears when he smiles is something that catches your eye all of the time. At this point you've been staring at him for a good minute.

"Are... you going to sleep?" He questions.

"Oh. Uh.. I might have slept enough already. Let's go eat that ice cream." You respond quickly to avoid getting questioned more.

You quickly get up from the bed and walk hastily to the refrigerator. Opening the freezer door, you find the ice cream you've been waiting for. You grab it and set it out on the counter then grab two bowls and spoons. Jungwon walks in as you're struggling to get a good scoop of ice cream.

"Here let me do that." He grabs your hand and moves it to scoop the ice cream.

While still holding your hand, he manages to get four good scoops of ice cream for the both of you.

"Wow. I still don't understand how you get that perfectly every time." You stare at him in awe.

"Well, it is with the help of your hand. Of course it would be perfect." He grins.

You blush and step back a bit. He finds it funny how his flirting still get you to flush and panic. You swiftly grab your bowl of ice cream and start walking to your balcony.

"Come on, let's go outside." You say while opening the door.

He quickly follows you and takes a seat next to you. You stare up into the sky. For once, the sky is clear of clouds and only shows the stars. Some of them even form little shapes if you stare hard enough.

"Isn't the view beautiful?" He asks.

"Absolutely, it's gorgeous." You respond.

You take off your eyes from the sky and look at Jungwon. He was staring at you, presumably for a while. He smiles with his face being lit by the dim moonlight. He looks breathtaking.

"Were you staring at me? When you asked that?" You question.

He doesn't say anything back. But he does give you a nod and another grin. He gets up and shifts his chair to be closer to you and grabs your face.

"I need you to hear this. You are everything to me. My entire world revolves around you. Sometimes I even think about whether or not I'm worthy enough to be with you. You are smart and very attractive. There's nothing to not like. I love you y/n."

You try to respond but nothing comes out from your mouth. All you can do is just stare at Jungwon for a little bit before you feel a sting in the corner of your eyes. The first tear slides down your cheek and Jungwon wipes it away. He pulls your face closer and closes the gap with his lips. It seemed as if the moonlight shined the brightest when you guys kissed.

"I love you too, Jungwon." You say with a smile.

He looks as if his heart is about to burst. He grabs your face again and peppers kisses all over it, repeating things about how much he loves you and that he never wants to leave your side. You two were always meant to be.

#enhypen #enhypen x reader #jungwon x reader #jungwon fluff #yang jungwon #reader x jungwon #jungwon #enhypen fluff

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mybl--dyvalentine · 2 months

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I LOVE I LOVE I LOVEEEEE. THIS SONG WAS ON REPEAT AND THEN THIS WAS CREATED, I LOVE.

dear soulmate ( dong sicheng/winwin )

sicheng x male reader

just boys falling in love tbh <3

content : 0.6k words, fluffy fluffy

( a/n ) this one's for the lauvers !!!! this is kinda short - im listening to laufey today and she gives me writing motivation so this winwin fluff was born in between the other fics im working on

do you live in new york city,

or a couple towns away?

wherever you are, i'd jump in my car,

just to see you today.

"excuse me, can i sit here?"

sicheng looked up, taking one of his earbuds out. the man in front of him was quite possibly the most beautiful thing he'd ever laid eyes on. he quickly cleared his throat, nodded, and gave a warm smile.

"sure, of course."

"thank you. i didn't expect it to be so crowded here."

sicheng nodded again and looked around the café. all the tables were occupied, and the line was longer than usual. he assumed it was because it was lunch time on a weekend.

the man now sitting across from him began taking his phone and laptop out of his bag. the sun was hitting his skin perfectly from the large window beside their table. he looked almost ethereal, as if right out of a movie.

"i like your nails a lot," the man complimented. sicheng's eyes widened, looking down at his black and silver nails that ten had painted for him just last night.

"oh, thank you. my friend likes to paint people's nails."

the man laughed quietly, "that's cute."

sicheng looked down at his book with a bashful smile.

the man got back to work on his computer after that. he picked up his phone for just a moment, then set it back down on the table before putting one air pod in his left ear.

sicheng carefully sneaked a peak at the man's phone, as the screen was still lit with the song he was listening to. sicheng's heart sped up when he instantly recognized the album on the phone. how could he not recognize it when it was the same exact album and song he was listening to right at that moment? he pulled out his own phone and watched it turn on, displaying the song dear soulmate.

sicheng felt the blush on his face getting more apparent by the second. he looked back up at the man as he typed away on his computer. but before sicheng knew it, the other's eyes were gazing right back at him. he smiled again and gently sat his laptop aside.

"i'm y/n."

sicheng's brows raised in slight surprise. processing what was happening, he tried to smile again and sat up straight. he was completely oblivious to how effortlessly cute he was.

"i'm sicheng," he replied. "you like laufey?"

y/n looked down at his phone, then smiled.

"mhm! you too?"

sicheng nodded eagerly, raising his own phone now to show the song they were sharing.

y/n's smile grew at this. their eyes lingered on each other for a moment, both feeling the flicker of a connection.

"..are you seeing her on tour here tomorrow night?" y/n asked.

"i am actually!" sicheng chimed.

y/n gazed at him in admiration. he loved the way his face lit up in excitement.

"maybe we could get drinks or something after the concert then?" y/n suggested.

"yes please," sicheng agreed quickly. he then unlocked his phone and gave it to y/n, "let's exchange numbers?"

y/n nodded and gave his own phone in return, "here's mine."

sicheng held the device and typed in his number. he had a feeling something beautiful had just started with y/n, and all because of a crowded café and a song.

dear soulmate,

i can't wait to fall in love with you.

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mybl--dyvalentine · 3 months

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SO SO CUTE

𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘.

✰ SUMMARY. “because days may pass, but there is love. and love is here to stay.”

✰ PAIRING. boyfriend!heeseung x gn!reader.

✰ GENRE. fluff. established relationship.

✰ WC. 0.5k words (this is p short tbh)

✰ TW. mentions of kissing and food.

dani’s podcast🎙️: took the personal challenge to, at least, write two hee fics every month so:p hope u enjoy it. (if u saw this before,,, no u didn’t<3)// feedback and rbs are always welcomed and deeply appreciated^_^

Lee Heeseung knew there was love for you in every single thing.

He knew he loved you that morning after spending the night before sleeping in each other's comfort, the way his arms found your waist like an almost second nature, lips pressed against your forehead as you hid your face in the crook of his neck, limbs tangled impossible closer that two souls become one.

You woke up first, you greeted him with a small, fluttery kiss on the skin of his neck, and even if he fell asleep back due the tiredness of the week, he woke up again to the sight of sleepy you pouring some coffee for him, bed hair all over the place but he has never seen such an endearing sight before, his heart beating softly against his chest at the sight of seeing the love of his life beaming like the sun, a soft kiss on his cheek that felt like ray of sunshine after a cold, chilly day.

That day, Heeseung found love in the way of shared sleepy conversations and quiet giggling as you shared breakfast sitting right next to the other.

He knew he loved you that night right under the lamppost of the street. You were sitting on the hood of his car, his body between your legs and his hands on both sides of your hips, your fingers playing with his dark coloured locks.

Heeseung remembers saying something, a comment that feels right to blurt out in that moment, and he's thankful for his inner voice telling him to speak because he gets one of the most melodious sounds he's always delighted to hear: your laugh.

You're laughing, eyes crinkled at the corner in joy as you throw your head back in happiness, and he prays at whatever deity that's out there listening to him to make him forever remember this moment. To make time pass by in slow motion, so he can always hear his favorite person make the most beautiful sound he got the chance to hear. He hopes his eyes never fail him, because Heeseung wants to engrave the picture of the joyful you forever inside his heart. He just wants to have the image of your mere existence forever imprinted inside his soul.

That night, Heeseung found love in the comfort of your presence, in the way you made him feel safe. He found love in the easiness behind your tone of voice and the shared smiles the both of you reserved for only the other to see.

And Heeseung knew he loved you because you were you.

Because there was love in the long phone calls and text messages with a heart at the end of a sentence. Because there was love in the pictures you took together, in the frames that decorated your shared home, in every single piece you found of each other in yourselves. Because there was love in the memories, and there was love imprinted in the soul.

Because days, months and years might pass, but there is love. And it's always going to be there.

Because love was here to stay. Forever.

#enhypen heeseung #lee heeseung imagines #heeseung fluff #heeseung scenarios #heeseung imagines #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #heeseung x reader #lee heesung x reader

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mybl--dyvalentine · 3 months

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literally so cute i love

hii kyu ! idk if ur reqs are open but if they are, i wanted 2 request a dokyeom (svt) x m!reader fluff oneshot where dk makes it his mission to cheer up his bf who's sick (or just tired/exhausted if u prefer) by taking him on a date :) anyways i hope u have a great day !! :D

home with u ( lee dokyeom/dk )

dokyeom x male reader

kyeom takes care of his sick bf !

content : 1k words, fluff, idol!kyeom, kyeom calls reader pretty boy

( a/n ) this is literally MONTHS old im so sorry it took so long :( i changed it a little cause i was having a lot of trouble writing it for some reason but i hope you like it <3

"kyeom, i can feel you staring."

"okay. and?"

y/n scowled quietly while opening his eyes. dokyeom was laying directly in front of him, just centimeters away.

"it's making me self conscious."

"but you're so perfect," dokyeom countered with a small pout. "looking at you makes me happy. my favorite boy."

"damn it," y/n muttered as he felt a blush creep onto his face. he quickly rolled over to the other side of his bed. "i hate you."

dokyeom simply laughed at his stubborness.

"you love me," he insisted while slipping his arms around y/n's waist, spooning him.

y/n smiled, still trying to hide it though. dokyeom nuzzled his face into his neck while planting tiny kisses against his skin.

"you're still burning up.." dokyeom mumbled. he could feel the heat radiating off of y/n's neck and face, making him even more worried.

"hm.. 'm fine, kyeom," y/n responded drowsily.

"are you sure you don't wanna just go to a doctor?"

"i hate doctors."

"baby," dokyeom quickly argued. y/n didn't need to look at him to know he was frowning - or probably just pouting. he sighed and turned back over to face him.

"if it doesnt pass after tomorrow then i'll go see one, okay?" he promised, leaving a short kiss on the other's forehead.

dokyeom smiled and nodded before catching the male's lips instead. he kissed him deeply, whispering a small "thank you" after pulling away.

"don't you need to leave for rehearsals with the guys?" y/n asked, looking up at him.

"no."

y/n blinked. "no?.."

"i'm staying here."

"what? no. you should go to work."

dokyeom shook his head. "i'm worried about you. i'm staying here."

"kyeom-"

"i already texted our manager. just let me take care of you."

y/n frowned, now seeing the concern in his boyfriend's eyes. he sighed and gave in before snuggling into dokyeom's chest.

"okay, baby. you can take care of me."

dokyeom finally smiled again and nodded his head in triumph.

"i'm sleepy," y/n mumbled into the other's slightly wrinkled shirt.

"then sleep, bub."

"mm.. will you sleep too?"

"i'm not really tired enough to nap, honestly. but i'll stay with you."

y/n felt his heart skip. he smiled and snuggled into him again, soon falling asleep in his arms.

after sleeping for about an hour and a half, y/n woke up to hear soft humming coming from beside him. he looked up at his partner. dokyeom's eyes were closed peacefully as his phone played wave to earth on the bedside table. he was humming along quietly and running his hands along y/n's arms to the rhythm.

"your voice is so beautiful," y/n complimented.

dokyeom's eyes shot open. he looked down at the boy in his arms.

"did i wake you up??"

"kinda, but it's okay. i like waking up to this."

dokyeom frowned, "no, go back to sleep. i'll shut up."

y/n took the male's hand in his own and gave it a reassuring kiss.

"kyeom, it's okay. i'm hungry now anyways."

dokyeom looked at him for a moment, as if debating his fault.

"alright, i'll see what i can make us for dinner."

"i barely have any food here right now," y/n warned. "unless you want cup noodles for dinner."

"tsk. remind me to go grocery shopping for you tomorrow."

y/n rolled his eyes, "i like cup noodles."

"cup noodles are not a meal."

y/n scowled at such a response.

"'ooh look at me, i'm dk, i'm too good for cup noodles,'" y/n teased, waving his hands around in a mocking tone.

dokyeom squinted at him with fake hatred, "you're lucky you're sick right now."

y/n stuck his tongue out and sunk into the covers of his bed. dokyeom shook his head at him before finally exiting the bedroom.

sure enough, all he could find in y/n's kitchen were cup noodles. he sighed. he wished they could just go out for dinner, but he didn't wanna risk getting anyone sick. he settled on ordering in some food instead.

eventually, y/n got bored by himself. he slowly got out of bed and trudged out of his bedroom. he followed the sound of the music coming from dokyeom's phone, leading him onto his large balcony.

"what're you doing, love?" y/n asked.

dokyeom looked up in surprise as he adjusted one of y/n's small tables on top of some blankets he'd put on the balcony's floor.

"since we can't go out, i thought we'd have dinner outside at least. a home date," he explained. "the fresh air will be good for you and it's so nice out tonight."

y/n couldn't stop a smile from growing on his lips.

"that sounds amazing. thank you."

dokyeom nodded and gave his cheek a light kiss. y/n could tell that the other was proud of himself. dokyeom would never admit it, but he loved hearing approval and praise - especially from y/n.

once their food arrived, dokyeom set everything out and made them drinks. the balcony was the prettiest y/n had ever seen it. with his fairy lights lit and the blankets and a couple pillows brought out, it looked all cozy and warm.

dokyeom set their chopsticks out as a finishing touch before they finally sat down together. it smelled amazing and neither could wait to start eating.

after taking his first bite, y/n hummed in satisfaction. he smiled and closed his eyes, savoring the flavor in his mouth. dokyeom gazed over at him. he was completely in love.

"how do you still manage to look so perfect even when you're sick?"

y/n opened his eyes again and now saw his partner's eyes on him. he couldn't help but blush a little.

"your eyes are broken."

dokyeom's brows furrowed. he leaned forward, over the table and close to y/n's lips.

"my eyes are fine." he gave y/n another kiss, longer and deeper this time, "my pretty boy."

y/n then watched him pull away and go back to his food. he knew his ears and cheeks were probably turning red, while dokyeom just picked up his chopsticks and went right back to eating as if nothing happened.

"how-" y/n didn't know what to say. dokyeom looked back up at him.

"hm?" he hummed. the fake cluelessness on his face made y/n send him a small death glare.

"oh i hate you, lee seokmin."

dokyeom laughed endearingly at the remark, then simply smiled at him.

"you love me, baby."

#kpop x male reader #male reader #seventeen x male reader #seventeen x reader #seventeen #dk #dk x reader #dk x male reader #lee seokmin #dokyeom fic #dk fanfic

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mybl--dyvalentine · 3 months

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SO GOOD I NEED A PART 2 ASAP

Under Pressure

Summary: Jake is at a party with the rest of Enhypen. The boys are all looking for their partner for the night, but Jake feels hesitant to find someone. So the boys take it upon themselves to set someone up with Jake, to help him get there….

Notes: Enhpyen Vampires, Male Reader, Reference to Drunk Dazed timeline, idk what else

Wordcount: 3.5k

The night was cold and dark beside the street lamps that kept the street lit. You recheck your phone. It glowed the time, 9 PM, the time you were supposed to meet at this bus stop to ride out to the party.

You received an invitation hidden in your mail last week. A charcoal black envelope that read,

An Invitation To Our Bloody Birthday Party

And inside was the card with a neatly typed message.

You're invited to our bloody birthday party.

Sometimes, walking down the deadly path

Without fleeing from death itself

Can give rise to the most wondrous creation

We hope you will be able to come

The back of the card left instructions on where to find the transit bus to take you to the party. According to Google, it was some old mansion you hadn't seen before.

Originally you weren't going to go, but your friends also got the same invitation. After you were invited to the same party, it was decided you'd all go together. Even though the party felt strange and shady, your friends managed to coax you out of the house that night.

You texted your group chat. "Are you guys there already?"

You stared at your phone, waiting for a reply. Then you heard a soft honk in front of you. A bus was waiting with the door open.

"Are you getting on?" The driver asked.

You nodded and scrambled awkwardly into the bus. Other than the driver and you, it was empty. You took a seat toward the back, near a window, and put in your headphones. You played the first song in your playlist as you tried to distract yourself from the feeling of dread that hung on your shoulders. The bus ride was about twenty minutes, and you checked your phone every few minutes to check your messages.

Still nothing...

They must be having such a good time that they're not looking at their phones.

The bus stopped down the street of a large house with music and red lights pouring out of it. You stepped off the bus and it pulled away, the darkness of the lightless street taking over you. The only lights came from the single overhead lamp from the bus stop and the eerie red house.

You stepped into the darkness, along the sidewalk, toward the house. It was suffocating. Even the flashlight on your phone didn't make you feel any safer. And the sounds of wolves howling through the night in the distance make you almost break into a sprint.

Once you reached the house, you could see inside from the front door being left ajar. It was full of people; dancing, drinking, laughing, and screaming people...

"The party is more fun on the inside, you know?" A voice whispered in your ear.

You turned around to see a handsome man in front of you with black hair and a sharp look in his eye. Judging from his taste in jewelry, he came from some serious money. Prada, YXL, and Louis Vuitton from head to toe.

He nodded to you, "You alright? Need something to drink?"

You shook your head. "I'm just trying to find my friends! They got here before me."

"Oh, I get you. I can help you look for them if you'd like. It's a big house. You can get lost pretty easily there." He smiled, his white teeth shining in the red light. "I'm Jay, by the way."

"Hi Jay, I'm y/n..."

His eyebrow twitched at your name, but he didn't hesitate to continue talking to you. "So, you have your invite? We can't just let anyone walk in."

"You're the bouncer?"

He laughed. "Not exactly. It's just my turn to watch the door. My brothers are inside enjoying the party, and it'll be my turn to enjoy it soon."

"You're brothers?"

"Yeah. It's my birthday tonight."

You almost let your jaw drop. "I–I didn't realize it was your birthday! Happy Birthday!" You awkwardly slapped his shoulder, trying to play it cool.

"Thanks. Why don't you go in and find your friends? If you see my brothers, tell them that Jake's gift is somewhere hidden in the house."

You nodded. You wanted to ask what his brothers looked like, but you couldn't help but feel that talking to him wasn't the best move. His eyes got sharp like he wasn't looking at you but looking through you. Listening very closely to something...

"Go on now. I've gotta greet some more guests soon." He said, through what sounded like gritted teeth.

You moved inside, worming your way through people and trying not to bump into anyone. Your friends were nowhere in sight.

The air inside was foggy, like from a machine, but tasted sweet like strawberries. The lights made your eyes hurt a little at first but it eventually passed. You ended up in a kitchen, one of the few quieter rooms in the house. Inside was a boy with platinum blonde hair holding a cup of red liquid.

"Oh? Someone lost?" He asked as he turned to face you. His face was smaller than Jay's, he was also a little shorter, but his eyes gave you the impression he knew something you didn't and he wore a smirk on his face while speaking.

"Yeah. I was just looking for my friends." You replied.

"It's a big house. You should be careful you don't get lost. Everyone is toward the living room and dining room. And, you can check the second floor but you may... walk in on some people enjoying the party." He giggled when he mentioned walking in on people.

"Oh yeah... that's no good." You were stiff with him. He was really pretty and you kind of didn't know how to speak to him.

"You, okay? Need a drink to loosen up?" He held out his drink.

Shaking your head, "No thank you. Pouring your drinks and everything."

He took a sip of it and offered it again. "See? Perfectly safe. So try some!" He pushed the drink closer to your hand. Somehow the closer he got, the prettier too.

"O-Okay... One sip wouldn't hurt." You took a sip of the red drink. It tasted like strawberries mixed with club soda but the carbonation was stronger than you were expecting, making you choke. "What's this again?"

He laughed at you. "It's just strawberry Fanta. Nothing special."

You stifle a cough to try and compose yourself. "Um, I'm y/n."

The man took another minute to calm down before replying, "Sunoo. It's my birthday today!"

You raised your eyebrows in surprise. "No way! Someone at the front door told me it was their birthday! Weird coincidence."

Sunoo tilted his head. "The door? You mean Jay, right?"

You nodded.

"He's my brother! My brothers and I all celebrate our birthdays together, so today's all of our birthdays."

You feigned understanding of their weird birthday habit. "So how many brothers do you have?"

"There are seven of us total."

"Seven–"

Sunoo giggled at your reaction. "Yes. Me, Jay, Sunghoon, Heeseung, Ni-ki, Jungwon, and Jake."

The last name rang out in your ears, remembering Jay's words.

"Oh! Then, I was supposed to tell you that Jake's gift is hidden somewhere in the house."

Sunoo raised his eyebrow, looking you up and down. "Oh really? Did Jay give any hints on what it looks like?"

You shook your head. "Nope. Jay must want Jake to go on a scavenger hunt or something?"

He nodded in understanding. "Then I should go tell my brothers so they can get Jake to start looking. Good luck with finding your friends!" Sunoo waved goodbye as he walked out of the kitchen, leaving you alone with the thumping bass of the speakers keeping you company.

No new messages from your friends. You sent them another text, mentioning you're looking for them before you leave the kitchen.

Heading towards another open area, you spot someone who looked familiar and tried to get to them. You stumble on something and bump into someone. Looking up at the person you bumped into, there was a huge red stain on his white shirt. The man's face spelled irritation. He was tall, had dark hair, and his skin was white like snow.

"Can you watch it!? Are you drunk?" He pushed you off him before storming down a hallway.

You dusted yourself off and stood up. Looking back over to where you saw the familiar figure, they were gone. You frantically scanned the room, searching, until you saw them walking upstairs. You rushed to follow them up the stairs, moving through the living room, to catch a guy with brown hair and cat-like eyes watching you as you ran by. Something about him felt off, but you couldn't place it and didn't have time to stop.

Upstairs, you found a hallway full of closed doors. You couldn't see the figure anywhere, but you were sure they'd gone this way. You approached one door and put your ear up to it. It was hard to hear the music, but you could faintly hear moaning from the other side. You moved onto the next door, which was silent. You carefully turned the knob and started to push open the door. Before you could open it completely, you felt a hand on your shoulder that pulled you around. A man with black hair and a striped black and white shirt stood before you, red liquid dripping from his mouth.

"Hey there, pretty boy. What are you doing sneaking around up here?"

He boxed you in, he had you pinned against the door, and his grip was like metal. "I–I didn't know I wasn't allowed up here, I swear!"

He chuckled. "Nonsense! It's a party. Nowhere's off limits!" He pulled you closer. "Do you wanna enjoy the party with me–how about in there?" His eyes pointed to the door you were leaning on.

"I'm just looking for my friend. I'm kind of–"

"Lost?" He cut you off. "Please don't say lost..." His voice was still deep and sultry, but you could hear a soft tone of hurt behind those last words.

"Not exactly. Just turned around."

"What's your name, love?" He asked.

"It's y/n."

"Well, y/n. It's my birthday tonight, and I think I'd like my gift from you now." He got closer as he spoke.

"W–Well, my friend has the gift!" You lied. You forgot it was a birthday party, so you didn't bring a gift.

"You can give me something I want." He put his hand on your face, stroking your cheek. "God, your skin is so soft. Your lips are so cute. You're my type..."

"And so is everyone else, Heeseung. Take it down a notch." Another voice from down the hallway spoke. The boy from before on the couch approached the two of you, his eyes scanning Heeseung. "You've had too much to drink, so walk it off."

Heeseung looked like he wanted to protest, but the shorter boy pulled him closer. "Don't forget. Jake's gift is here. He needs this, and we all agreed to help."

Heeseung sighed before turning to you. "Okay, sorry, lovely. We can't dance together tonight." He winked as he wandered back toward the stairs.

The other boy walked over to you. "You okay? He didn't do anything to you?"

"No, I'm alright. Thanks for the save from that creep."

"My brother is a bit of an attention whore if he drinks too much, it's a horrible habit. I'm sorry about that."

You mentally punched yourself for calling his brother a creep. "Sorry about the creep comment I didn't know–"

"Brother or not, a creep is a creep." He sighed. "I'm Jungwon. It's nice to meet you, y/n."

"How'd you know my name? I didn't tell you it yet..."

"You said it when Heeseung asked, didn't you?"

You nodded slowly. "Yeah... I guess I did." Did that mean he was standing there for that long before stepping in? "So, I'm guessing it's also your birthday?"

The boy nodded.

"Happy Birthday, Mr..."

"Jungwon. And you can drop the mister."

"Happy Birthday, Jungwon."

Jungwon smiled. "Thank you. I hope you're enjoying the party and my brother didn't bother you too badly."

"I'm enjoying it. I just really wish I could find my friends..."

Jungwon scratched his head. "They might be in the room at the end of this hall, the door on the right."

"Oh! That's amazing! Thank you!" You dashed off to find your friends before they had a chance to slip away again. But then it hit you. You never told Jungwon what your friends looked like. Turning to look where he was, he disappeared.

You went to the door Jungwon told you about, putting your ear up to it, no moaning this time. You checked your sides. No Heeseung either.

You opened the door and poked your head in. Two men were sitting on the bed, both facing away from you.

"Jake, it's easy. You can't go this long without quality food. We both know that. This party is perfect, and these people won't remember a thing the next morning. You'll just be a weird dream to them." The first guy said. He turned in your direction, noticing you at the door. He had an eyebrow slit and blonde hair with an undercut. "Jake, it's time. Happy Birthday." He put his hand on Jake's shoulder, squeezing it tight, before leaving the room. He brushed past you, smelling like a soft mint, and his eyes looking straight into yours.

You could hear his voice but his lips didn't move. "Don't be a letdown..."

You looked back at the other man in the room who was now looking at you. He had wavy blonde hair and a wet look in his eyes.

He jolted to his feet. "O-Oh, I didn't know someone else was–"

You put your hands up in defense. "No, that's all me! I didn't mean to interrupt your moment or whatever!"

Jake squeezed one of his wrists. "Would you come in?"

You looked back over your shoulder, out the door. Your friends were somewhere around here.

Jake's voice was more stern, "Come sit."

Your body moved into the room and obediently sat down on the bed. You couldn't control yourself. Next thing you knew, you were sitting next to him. You couldn't stand and walk out, and your legs wouldn't move.

"You're a little close," Jake muttered.

You nervously scooted away from him.

"I–I didn't mean to leave! Please don't go!" He begged.

You moved back.

"What is happening?" You nervously whispered.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you do that..." Jake knelt on the ground in front of you. "You hate me for that, don't you?" The look you gave him must've confirmed it for him because he shrunk into himself, rolling onto his side like a sad puppy.

"Oh, I–I'm just a little confused. I'm not mad, I don't think." You assured him.

He sprouted back up. "Really? You're not mad? I didn't mean to do that, it just happens sometimes. My powers are fucked up since I haven't eaten in a while."

"There's plenty of food downstairs. I can grab you some."

He shook his head. "No, I don't think that's a good idea."

"Why not?"

"You met Heeseung, right? If he saw you walking around, he'd probably eat you on the spot."

"Eat me?" Your expression was full of disgust. "I didn't know he was that creepy."

"My brother isn't bad! He's just had too much to drink." Jake said defensively.

The two of you sat in silence for a moment. Jake looked like he was too nervous to speak, and you were still checking if your legs would work properly. The silence was broken by a knock at the door.

A head peaked in slightly. It was Jungwon! You were saved!

"Jake!" He called.

Jake looked at Jungwon, and as they locked eyes, it was just silence. It was like a conversation, but you couldn't hear anything, and their mouths weren't moving.

After a moment, Jungwon turned to you. "Hi y/n. I need a favor from you."

You nodded. "Anything. I still owe you for earlier."

Jungwon smiled. "Well, I'm going to use that now." He got closer and whispered to you, "I need you to seduce Jake."

You pulled away and looked at him in bewilderment. "Why!?"

"Lower your tone when addressing me." He commanded.

You suddenly felt small and helpless under his eyes. "Sorry."

"Jake. My friend here is interested in you, but he's a little shy. Could you show him a good time?" Jungwon emphasized 'good time' as clearly as he could for Jake. He smiled and shut the door as he left, locking it from the outside.

Suddenly you were some sex sacrifice to his guy. And why were his brothers so desperate to get him laid!?

Jake turned to you. "Are you really into me?" His voice reverberated into you, commanding the truth from you.

"I'm not sure, kind of turned on by this. But I'm still mostly scared about not being able to control my body. I guess I just want to know what's going on..." You said frankly. You then realized your mouth was moving. "Why–"

Jake held up his hand. "I want to be honest and comfortable with you. Can I?"

You slowly nodded, cautious of his next move.

Jake moved closer, his hands resting on your thigh. "My brothers and I are vampires. And we feed on blood, just like the ones in the movies. But we've got some extra stuff, like commanding human minds."

You just stared at him, waiting for him to say he was joking. But he wasn't laughing.

"I–" Jake's face flushed pink. "I haven't fed on a human in a long time... and it's intimate."

"How long?"

"Like... maybe a hundred years?"

"Why?"

"I'm not used to control and power. I am used to it, just not always a feeling I enjoy." Jake looked up at you, deep into your eyes. "Please understand me..."

You immediately felt for him. Sympathetic even. "Of course I understand you, that's hard. I couldn't imagine having sex every time I was hungry."

He shook his head. "It's not sex! I'm not having sex with you to feed!"

"Okay! My bad!" You put your hands up in defense.

"I–I'm sorry. The hunger is making me really... moody."

"Can you eat like, not people?"

Jake nodded. "That's what I've always done. But after a while, it works less. I've started experiencing urges."

"Urges?"

"Like... if I'm not focused and I get hungry. I could just devour a whole person if I'm not holding myself back."

Your eyes widened.

"Well, not you! I won't do that to you!" Jake tried to hold you, but you shrunk away from him. "I also hate that. I don't like people looking at me like a monster. Heeseung lives for it, which is why he feeds the most out of us."

"Wait, all of you are vampires!? What about the people at the party? Are they vampires too!?"

Jake shook his head. "No. The party is how we stock up on blood for a long time. Luring in people, knocking them out, and then we drink some and store more blood elsewhere. The most that humans experience is a headache, like a bad hangover. They don't even remember us. Unless you're like Heeseung."

"What happened with Heeseung?" You shivered, feeling how he was so close to you.

"He... is a more traditional vampire. Drinking until they drop pumping, if you get me. But he believes sex is the best way for a human to end, to feel their high right before he digs in." Jake looked away as if remembering horrible memories.

"So, I just let you bite me, and I won't remember anything? I can still go home after." You asked.

Jake nodded. "Pretty much, but I don't like forcing people to–:

You rolled up your sleeve. "Is my arm okay, or do you have to be my neck?"

Jake hopped to his feet, "You'd just let me drink from you?"

You nodded. "If I have to. I feel if I fight, I'll be given to Heeseung..."

"No, I'd never let him have you! You're nice!" Jake pulled your sleeve down, covering your veins. "I won't bite you unless you want me to. If you don't want me to, I'll sneak you out of the house and let you go."

You considered his offer closely. If Jake let you go, you'd remember the existence of vampires and probably ruin every vampire show for the rest of time. And if you let him bite you, then it's just a foggy memory. But then you remembered.

"What about my friends? If I leave, what will you do to them?"

"My brothers stick to our routine pretty seriously. So they should get the same routine as everyone else. A drain and release."

"Unless Heeseung."

Jake nodded. "Well, I can keep him off anyone else." Jake's eyes glittered in the moonlight from the window. They had an honest sense, loyal to their promises.

You sighed. "Promise me I won't end up dead."

"I promise. I'll guard you with my life." Jake smiled.

Laying back on the bed, you closed your eyes. "Okay... bite me then." There was movement and warmth, and you could feel his breath on your neck. You couldn't help but shake and brace for the pain. But it never came.

You opened your eyes slowly, holding your head and slowly sitting up. You were in a bedroom with sunlight pouring in from the window. The room was familiar, but it wasn't your room. You moved to sit in bed, only to realize you weren't alone. A handsome blonde man was lying in bed with you, both tucked under the covers.

"Jake?" You whispered, remembering everything from the night before right until you closed your eyes. "Why do I know who you are?

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CUTEE

👾he fell harder: yang jungwon

pairing: jungwon x afab!reader word count: 5.7k

synopsis: jungwon and you have always been competitors from children to adulthood, mostly when it came to gaming. so when the gaming club you both are apart of joins a competition, the two of you are put on the same team…

genre: gamer!won, gamer!reader, enemies to lovers

warnings: stupidly cute wonnie, swearing, gaming fun, a lot fluffly towards the end ♡

“Okay everyone, come collect your room keys and head to your respective rooms until you are called back down for practice. We will select your team members then.” Heeseung, your game club manager, yelled at the top of his lungs while standing on the hotel's lobby chair.

The professor in charge of this little miniature work/college/vacation clapped his hands twice to signal everyone to line up for their room keys.

“Hopefully I get a room with a balcony!” you rolled your eyes and sighed at the annoying voice in your ear.

You slightly turned to look at Jungwon, a smile spread wide on his face.

He wasn’t even speaking to you, but the fact he had to stand RIGHT NEXT to you when there’s a whole lobby full of other college students in your club he could be standing by.

You finally received your room key from Heeseung, and Jungwon got his right after.

“Y/N! What room do you have?” he cutely asks, trying to peak over your shoulder at the room number on the paper.

You scrunch your nose at him as you turn the paper away from him, “None of your business Yang Jungwon!” You retort, shoving your room key and paper into your jacket pocket.

Jungwon mimics your facial expression adding in his nasty side eye.

Heeseung calls everyone to head to their rooms, and to your dislike, Jungwon was right behind you as you got into the elevator.

“Oh? Going up?” he teased, as the other students filled in behind him.

You ignored him, watching as another student pressed the fourth-floor button. Silently blessing that kid for doing so that is why Jungwon couldn’t see which floor you were on. Because god, if he knew what floor you were on…the ways he would annoy you.

Your heart raced faster at each stop and not seeing Jungwon get off the elevator.

Maybe he was a few floors up?

Finally, the fourth floor was reached, you quickly stepped out, not realizing Jungwon was right behind you.

Jungwon couldn’t help but smile, his hands sliding down into his jeans pockets as his eyes searched for his room number, stopping at his door and seeing you stop at yours.

“No way,” he laughed, making you jump, “Neighbors again for the week!”

You slowly glared at him, making a mental note to unplug your hotel room phone the minute you got inside.

Quickly slapping the room key to the door and hearing it unlock, you rush yourself inside, locking the door and the hard bolt lock for safekeeping.

Dropping your backpack and suitcase to the floor, you fell onto the bed, your face going into the sheets as your favorite baseball hat fell from your head.

The vibrations of your phone pulled you out of your almost nap, your hand reaching into your pocket and pulling the device out.

It was a text from your best friend.

You didn’t even have to explain yourself to her, just your smiley face alone was enough for her to place the puzzle pieces together.

Locking your phone and dropping it by your face and rolling onto your back as you stare up at the ceiling.

It wasn’t always like this with Jungwon, being enemies. You actually have known him your entire life.

You grew up in the same neighborhood, his house being directly across the street from yours. Your parents became friends quickly after they moved into the house across from yours. Your mothers both ended up becoming pregnant around the same time just added to the friendship your families have. What was icing on the cake was you being born a week after Jungwon.

Your mothers always arranged play dates and was not only an excuse for the two of you to grow up as best friends, but a way for them to spend time together. Same with your dads.

The amount of cookouts the families would throw together. You couldn’t even count on your hands and feet with how many times you’ve seen the Yang’s backyard.

It wasn’t just the play dates, your parents made sure you and Jungwon attended the same daycare after they returned to work and even enrolled you both at the same preschool. Your parents would even have the two of you take bubble baths together as infants, and they have pictures to prove it.

Your family was always at their house or them at yours. Heck, even Jungwon’s older sister was tired of seeing you around so often. Not like you could have helped it.

Your friendship with Jungwon slowly started to change once you got into elementary school when the fight to be top of the class with good grades was introduced.

Jungwon and you have always been competitive, even before elementary school. With toys, drawing, board games with the family, and even the stupid little games toddlers play like seeing who can run faster or drink their orange juice faster and not get sick.

Just the competitiveness got worse once grades got involved, and it didn’t stop there. Family nights with board games got worse. Rushing to see who can finish their homework first and get the least amount of questions wrong. Fighting to be at the top of the class. Sports. Band. Taekwondo. You name it, you both probably got competitive over it. Even getting into the same middle and high school was a competition.

It drove your friendship apart halfway through elementary school, and you’ve been enemies since.

But the god giving fate your families have for the two of you to finally makeup, you both were accepted into the same college. You groaned after finding out from your mother that he was also accepted. But once you moved into the dorms, you were happy to find out his dorm was on the opposite side of the campus. Plus both your majors were two separate things, so seeing him was slim.

But your happiness soon faded after you walked into the video game club and saw his shit-eating grin staring back at you with his Nintendo Switch in his hands as a pokémon battle song played through its speakers.

Honestly, you should have known he would also join the gaming club. You both grew up as gamers after all. If there wasn’t a board game or a handheld console in your hands, it was the PlayStation or the gaming laptop or PC.

You didn’t realize how much time had passed when a knock came to your door.

“Y/N,” it was Jungwon, “Heeseung just texted me, we are meeting downstairs in ten,” you rolled your eyes, forgetting how close Heeseung and Jungwon were, “Just wanted to let you know because I am heading down first.”

You quickly jumped from the bed, pulling your hat back on your head and your phone into your pocket, double-checking that you had the room key, and busted out the door.

You looked down both sides of the hallway, seeing Jungwon’s grin as the elevator door closed.

“Shit!” you scoffed, eyes then catching the door to the stairs.

You quickly ran down them, thanking whatever God gave you your athletic ability as you finally reached the lobby floor, hands pushing the metal on the door open, rushing through, and seeing Jungwon step out of the elevator at the same time.

He made eye contact with you for a split second before the both of you made a full sprint to the middle of the lobby where Heeseung was standing.

“Woah woah woah!!!” Heeseung yelled, holding both hands up to save himself in case you both knocked him down.

Heeseung held his hand to his heart once the two of you made a complete stop.

“Can you two let go of this never-ending fight?” Heeseung took a deep breath, standing back up straighter. Eyes looking between the two of you.

You squinted your eyes at Jungwon as he gave back the same look.

“Or not,” Heeseung sighed, dropping himself into the nearest seat, “At least sit-down or something.”

One by one the rest of the students piled into the lobby, Yunjin linking her arm with yours.

“Okay, everyone!” Heeseung yelled, standing back on the same chair as earlier, “We will put you guys into teams now!”

“Can I be on your team, Heeseung Hyung?!” one of the male students yelled from the back, causing the crowd to laugh.

Heeseung smirked and ran a hand through his hair, “It’s because I’m the best gamer right?” A couple of female students cooed out an “ahhh” as his reaction. You had to admit, Heeseung was a very good-looking man and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t have a tiny crush on him. He was indeed the best gamer in the club, hinting at the reason he’s the manager in the first place.

“I am just kidding, you guys are all the best which is why you’ve made it this far in this competition.” Heeseung gave another smirk as he looked around at the students.

You couldn’t help but smile up at him. But your smile didn’t go unnoticed by Jungwon.

His eyes stared at you from across the crowd of his club members, watching as you made heart eyes at his best friend while he was standing right beside him.

“Hyung,” Jungwon said, catching Heeseung’s attention.

“Right!” Heeseung continued, “Unfortunately, everyone has already been put into teams, and we have enough people to be put into ten teams of two. Once your team is called, please meet up with each other and discuss your plan for this week's competition.”

“Hopefully we are a team! We always fuck shit up as a team!” Yunjin whispered. You nodded, praying to be paired with her. The two of you always kill it at video games together. You’re so happy that she was not only your roommate, but also a fellow club member after you met.

A clipboard was handed to him and started to read off the names of each team.

Yunjin unfortunately wasn’t paired with you and was put on a team with the male student who asked to be with Heeseung.

Finally, your name was called…

“Y/N and Jungwon.”

Your jaw clenched as your eyes found Jungwon’s. You expected him to have his normal shit-eating grin, only to see he was staring back at you, a completely blank face. No expression whatsoever.

The rest of the teams were called and placed into their teams.

“Okay!” Heeseung clapped his hand against the clipboard, “Get into your team and raise your hand if you have any questions!”

Your hand flew into the air, standing on your tippy toes to make sure you were seen.

“Yes, Y/N?” Heeseung nervously asked, already knowing what the issue was.

“Can I switch teams?”

“Ahhh…” Heeseung glanced down at Jungwon who was mid-rolling his eyes at you. Jungwon felt his eyes on him, slowly glancing at his hyung, “Unfortunately the teams were randomly picked, and cannot be changed. It’s the competition rules, I’m sorry.”

You dropped your hand to your side, feeling defeated but also understanding.

This competition wasn’t meant to be fair. The whole point was being paired up with different people and going against other students from other colleges was it to be a challenge.

Heeseung slowly climbed down from the chair, making his way towards his partner.

Jungwon slowly walked up to you, his shit-eating grin finally making an appearance, “Hi teammate.”

“Fuck off, Won.” You sighed, crossing your arms as you started to walk away from him.

“That’s not very nice,” Jungwon smirked as he kept up with your pace, “We are teammates, gotta play nice.”

You stopped in front of the elevator, finger pressing the up button, “Jungwon, I’ve spent my whole life with you, can I please have some space?”

Jungwon glanced up as if he were thinking about it, “No.”

The doors opened and you stepped in, Jungwon right on your heels.

“Besides,” he said, pulling his phone from his pocket and checking the time, “We find out what the first game is tomorrow, want to practice?”

“No thanks, Yunjin and I are going to play Overwatch tonight,” you said without hesitation, leaving Jungwon wide-eyed as you stepped out of the elevator onto your floor, “Besides,” you mocked him, “We will start practicing tomorrow.”

—

You sat in the corner of the gaming cafe that was rented out for your club for the whole week.

You twisted around in the chair, eyes landing on Jungwon as he dropped into the chair beside you, his arms filled with snacks.

“You still like orange soda and candy right?” He set the soda and oranges flavored bag of candy in front of you.

The ache you felt in your heart while looking at the soda and candy made you a little bit sad.

Did he remember? After all these years he still never forgot your favorite snacks from when you were children?

You looked up at him as he opened his can of orange soda, “What? I know you’re staring at me.”

“You remembered?”

Jungwon looks at you, giving a small nod, “I never forgot.”

You glanced back down at your snacks, hands finally reaching to open the candy bag.

A smirk danced on Jungwon’s face as he took a sip of his soda and let out a small chuckle.

The soft feeling you just felt went away instantly, reminding you that Jungwon was no longer your friend but indeed your enemy.

“You annoy me so much, Yang Jungwon.”

His chuckle only continued, “What? You act like we never used to take bubble baths together as infants or something.”

“Shut up,” you snapped, pulling your baseball hat down to cover your eyes, “Just eat your snacks.”

Finally, once everyone was seated with their teammate, the official announcer of the competition came by and announced the first game round was League of Legends.

“The way this competition will work is we will have multiple rounds of each game, whichever team hits the first ten slots with their wins using the bracket method, will move on to the next round. Each practice day for the games will be two days.” The announcer explained the rules, and once everyone understood, he left to go to another school's cafe.

Jungwon cracked his fingers and his neck, stretching out his arms and pulling himself closer to the table, “LOL is way too easy, we’ll make it to the next round for sure.”

You nodded, also doing small stretches before moving yourself closer.

Jungwon and you have always been smart with strategy, attack, and defense games. Mostly since the two of you have had to use these three things with your self-competition.

The first practice day went in a flash. You rubbed your eyes and you dragged your feet to your room, unlocking the door and trailing in.

You wanted nothing but to shower, order food, and then go to bed. But being a gamer, and having friends who are gamers, wouldn’t let that happen so easily.

With a quick shower and food on the way, you sat at the desk with your gaming laptop open, joining your friends' discord call.

“Y/NINNEEE!!” Huening Kai sang through the mic as he saw your username pop into the call.

“Hello hello~” You sang back, “Hope you aren’t missing me too much in Bio.”

Kai scoffed, “As if, the class is a lot quieter now.”

“So was this call before Y/N joined,” Beomgyu teased, but then a soft sigh left his lips when Yunjin’s username joined the call.

“Wow, can’t believe you’re on a call without me!?!” she gasped.

“Oh gross, who invited you in here?!” Beomgyu groaned, his side eye being felt through the mic.

“It’s an open voice chat, asshole, plus I am ALWAYS invited in here!” she spat back.

You giggle at your best friend's banter, making you miss being back on campus.

You decided to open up League of Legends, better to get more practice in before the first round.

“Ugh! League?!” Beomgyu said disgustedly, “Why!?”

You roll your eyes, “Because it’s the first game we are playing for the competition Gyu.”

“Y/N, lemme in so I can practice too.” Yunjin hummed, “And anyways, you act like you were even invited to play?”

Beomgyu chuckled, “Don’t we always play games together? Isn’t that the point of being in a call?”

“Hyung, we are literally playing phasmophobia right now. Kai sassed, “We need ONE MORE piece of evidence to find the ghost.”

“But I am scaredddddd” Gyu pouted.

You once again found yourself laughing at your friends, only for your smile to fade when you see Jungwon’s username pop up on the left side of your discord showing you had a message from him.

You opened it seeing it was just him asking for an invite to the league match, which you ignored. You already practiced enough with him today and will all day tomorrow as well. He can deal with it.

Jungwon slouched down in his chair, staring at the discord message he sent you, debating if he should send you a call instead, but stopped at the sound of your laughing and hearing Huening Kai’s name come from your mouth.

Jungwon sighed, you were clearly with your friends.

—

The second day of practice also flew by quickly, the first competition day being finally here.

The competition was being held at a small center, just big enough for the gaming clubs and the officials.

Your team was placed in the third round of brackets, so there was plenty of time to get your nerves under control.

You sat in the bleachers, watching the current game on the massive screen in the middle of the room that was filled with each player's screen.

“There you are,” Jungwon said, flicking his index finger to your hat and sitting beside you, “You ready?”

You shrugged, “We practiced enough, I was confident until watching the way some of the teams from other schools play.”

Jungwon nodded, “Yeah they are good, but we are better.”

You looked at him, his eyes slowly finding their way to yours as well, “You’re competitive through and through aren’t you?”

He smiled so wide his cute dimples you loved so much as kids made their appearance, his ego also coming through, “Well yeah, of course! I am literally the best gamer in our club.”

You rolled your eyes, dropping your chin into your hands, “I can’t stand you.”

“I hear that often.” He teased, reaching up and taking your hat off your head.

“Hey! Give it back!”

“Since when did you start wearing hats?” Jungwon asked, placing the hat on his head, “How do I look?”

“It brings me luck! Now give it!”

You snatched it from him, placing it back on your head.

“Damn,” he hissed, “Didn’t bring you enough luck since you got stuck with me as your teammate.”

Jungwon stretched his legs out and leaned back on his hands, releasing a sigh and shaking his head.

All you could do was stare at him, you struck a nerve with him.

The final round ended, calling for the next bracket of players to make their way to the gaming area.

“Come on,” Jungwon stood up, sliding his hands in his pockets, “Let’s kick some ass so we can go back to the hotel.”

You studied him and his body language, this wasn’t like the normal Jungwon you knew.

He sat quietly in his chair as he placed his headphones over his ears and set his mic up properly to his liking.

You tried to focus on the monitor before you, but the tension was high between you and your teammate. You already knew being on the same team as him was going to be hard, you just didn’t expect this.

The announcer started the game, and your focus narrowed in.

Jungwon’s whole demeanor changed right back into the competitive boy you knew the moment the game started.

Before you knew it, you and Jungwon were being crowned as the victors of the first day, moving on to the next round.

—

The gaming cafe went larger as the teams from your school who didn’t make it past the first round were sent home.

The second round was Overwatch, which sent you and Yunjin looking at each other from across the cafe from the excitement.

Since Overwatch is a six-player team, two other teams will be put together for this round.

The first and second day of practice came and went. Your confidence boosts knowing this next round will be a piece of cake.

You jumped onto your gaming PC, loading up overwatch and fixing to send Yunjin an invite when your phone vibrates, receiving a call from Jungwon. You ignored the call, hovering over Yunjin’s discord username when a string of texts spams your phone.

Jungwon made his way inside your hotel room, pushing his chair with his laptop and snacks in it.

“We can’t be up too late you know,” you raised a brow at him, “We have to be at the center early.”

Jungwon shrugged, setting up his laptop beside yours, “We can play for about an hour or so.”

Jungwon watched as you sat down beside him, pulling your headset over your ears.

His heart raced to see you in your cute pink sweatpants and black hoodie, your hair pulled back into a messy bun.

His palms got clammy from the sudden nervousness that washed over him. He’s known you since birth and sees you as a good rival, why is he so nervous over you right now?

Maybe it’s because all Jungwon wants to do is confess everything he’s been hiding all these years.

That he hopes being on this team with you can rekindle what was broken and win you back, but so far it hasn’t worked.

He opens his mouth to say something, just to close it just as quickly, and sets his eyes on his laptop screen.

As the overwatch game went on, the more friendly the both of you became with each other. With small jokes and Jungwon reaching over to press random keys on your laptop just for you to swing his hand out the way as you laugh.

God, it made his heart race even more. To finally feel like things were back in place.

You had to admit you enjoyed this moment. It felt like you actually had your childhood best friend back.

But how long would this moment actually last? Until you got back on campus for the rivalry just to start again?

You cleared your throat, snapping Jungwon’s attention to you, “It’s late, I think you should leave.”

Jungwon’s smile faded, nodding softly as he gathered his things, leaving you alone in the room.

—

Your overwatch team left the gaming area cheering. You’ve made it to the final round.

Yunjin’s and even Heeseung’s teams were knocked out early on in the day. Which made you sad to see your best friend go.

Heeseung was stuck there since You and Jungwon were the only team left from your club still in the game, which surprised you that Heeseung was knocked out. He was the best gamer you knew.

The final contestants that remained, pulled you against your will to a bar to party.

Both you and Jungwon weren’t social butterflies, but Jungwon was able to blend in with the other students perfectly fine.

You, on the other hand, were slowly inching your way closer to the front entrance, making your sweet escape.

Tucking your hands into your jacket pockets, you slowly made your walk back to the hotel, thinking you finally got some peace until you heard the scuffling of shoes running after you.

“Y/N!!”

You rolled your eyes, you just can’t get away from him, can you?

“What, Jungwon?” you sigh, walking a bit faster.

“Where are you going? I noticed you were gone.”

“Back to the hotel, obviously. Please go away.”

Jungwon could sense something was…off.

“Hey,” his voice filled with concern as he wrapped his hand around your forearm, “Y/N what’s wrong?”

You shook your arm from his grip, staring daggers at him.

Jungwon dropped his arms at his side, raising his eyebrows at you, “What? Why are you angry with me now?”

You groaned, “Because! You won’t leave me alone!”

Jungwon scoffed, “Maybe I want to spend time with you? With my teammate? Is that so bad? We literally kicked ass today, yet you’re upset with me?”

“Yes! You’ve been acting more friendly than normal with me lately! Not your usual teasing me and showing off like you’d always do!”

Jungwon narrowed his brows at you, very much confused, “You hate me when we are rivals, and now you hate me for trying to be friends with you? Pick a fucking struggle Y/N.” he shoved his hands into his jean jacket pockets, twisting the hand warmers with his fingers as a distraction.

You laughed, “Why are you even trying to be friends with me anyway?! Everything is just going to go back to normal once we step foot back on campus! So why?! All you have done is suffocate me since we’ve been here!” you took a deep breath, rubbing your fingertips at your temples, “I was so looking forward to having a somewhat relaxing time here with Yunjin as my teammate and us as normal rivals but good lord my luck has actually been shitty like you stated the other day.”

Jungwon licked his bottom lip as he stared down at his sneakers, trying to keep his eyes dry, “I asked Heeseung to put us on a team together.”

You looked at him confused, your body relaxing a little, “What?”

Jungwon looks back up at you, his eyes glossed over, “I asked Heeseung to pair us up. The plan was originally to have everyone draw names from a bowl but I…” he looks away from you, staring off down the street, “I asked him to just pair people up and make it seem like it was random and to just give me you.”

Snow started to fall from the sky, slowly collecting in his soft dark hair.

“Why…?” you softly whispered.

Jungwon chuckled, reaching a hand to scratch his face as if it would help him find the right words, “Because I wanted to rekindle our friendship. I wanted to leave this competitiveness behind us. To fix what got broken, Y/N, it’s my fault why things got the way they are now.”

You didn’t know what to say, so you stood there, continuing to listen to him.

“I thought it was just us having fun, just two kids being stupid until it got to my head. I enjoyed winning. I enjoyed the praise from everyone. And because of that, our little games turned into hatred. To us being enemies. It’s my fault that I let go of our friendship. I kept this rivalry going for all these years because it was the only way I could keep you in my life.”

You looked down at the ground, your hat covering him out of your sight completely.

Jungwon took a deep breath, “I miss you. So fucking much. I wanted this trip to bring you back to me. That’s why I tried so hard. I wasn’t trying to suffocate you, that’s the last thing I want.”

His footsteps got closer to you, and by habit, you clasped your fingers on your hat bill, pulling it down as you looked even further away.

“Y/N, look at me please.”

You were scared too, scared to look at him and he sees how much you’ve also missed him. That you were blinded by the rivalry into thinking you hated him. You wanted your best friend back, but did you deserve him?

Suddenly you felt the pull of your hat being taken. Jungwon’s fingers lift the bill up exposing your face.

You made eye contact with him not even for a second before his free hand cupped your jaw and pressed his lips to yours.

Jungwon pulled your body closer to him, deepening the kiss as his tongue pressed against your lips to allow it in, sliding it against your own tongue.

Your hand gripped the openings of his jacket, holding on for dear life as your head spun.

The last thing you expected tonight was to make out with your best friend as the snow fell.

But it was romantic nonetheless.

The sounds of a car honking on the street pulled you two back to reality.

You jumped away from Jungwon, wrapping your jacket around your body.

Jungwon smiled, placing your hat back on your head, pulling the bill down way too far in a way to tease you.

“I am also in love with you, Y/N.” Jungwon didn’t expect him confessing his feelings to you would be exactly like this, but what better way than right now as he’s teasing you like old times?

Once Jungwon’s hand was gone from your head you looked up at him, trying to make sure you heard what he said correctly.

Jungwon rubbed his thumb against your cheek, “I have been in love with you for as long as I can remember,” he tucked his bottom lip between his teeth and then released it along with a sigh, “I’ve loved you even as kids. For some reason, I always knew I loved you, and as the years went on, I only came to understand my feelings for you more and more.”

Jungwon slid his hand from your face down to your hand, taking it in his own, “That's another reason I asked Heeseung to pair me with you. I wanted to apologize for letting you go, for choosing the competitive life over the one we could have had together if I never let you go. If I told you from the start how I felt.”

Before you could say anything, the partying students finally left the bar, their loud voices echoing over to you and Jungwon, causing him to drop his hand to his side, taking a few steps away.

“Let’s go, we have a long couple of days ahead of us.”

The walk back to the hotel was quiet.

—

The last and final round of the competition was a battle royale.

Jungwon bounced in his chair, excited as battle royale was his favorite.

You, on the other hand, weren’t the best at them.

No amount of practice the last couple of days was enough to prepare you.

You even snuck over to Jungwon’s room and begged him to help you, letting you in with a roll of his eyes saying you would do perfectly fine.

You were good at battle royale, yes, but after finding out the team you were up against was KNOWN as battle royale players.

You even so much as went and stalked their Steam and Twitch accounts. All they play is battle royales.

The day of the finale came faster than you’d like.

You twisted your fingers together as you stared off in the distance of the gaming area, your headphones dangling around your neck.

Jungwon looked over at you, placing his hand on top of yours.

You looked over at him, his dimple smiling being enough to relax you.

“It’s okay, we will kick ass,” There he goes with his confidence, “I am the best at battle royales, and you are also good at them, we got this. Just stick to me.”’

You nodded, giving a soft pout when he looked away and released his hand from yours.

The announcer started the game, and the finale began.

You stuck to Jungwon like glue, looting the area and switching guns out for better ones as the timer ran down.

One by one you and Jungwon took out each team you came into contact with, but that was solely because of the fact Jungwon always comes in clutch in hard situations.

Until it came down to the last two teams. Yours and the team you were worried about.

Jungwon gave orders as you followed him to the next and final circle, sliding and hiding behind a building.

Jungwon pulled his sniper out, aiming down sights to see where the enemy team could be. You crept into the building, doing one last final round of looting and reloading, ready to walk out, when Jungwon screamed beside you.

“Wonnie?! What?!”

“Don’t leave that building!”

You did as you were told, peaking your head out a window, seeing Jungwon down one of the players, just for the second one to pop out of nowhere and down him.

“Fuck!” Jungwon scoffed, dropping his headset down around his neck and rolling his chair to your side, staring at your screen.

“Y/N, you need to down him before he picks up his teammate.”

Your fingers shake against the keyboard, as you quickly run out from the building.

“You got this,” Jungwon reassured you.

You run up behind the other player, “What if I don’t?”

“Baby, listen to me,” him calling you baby was enough to make your heart race even more, “You got this, okay?”

You nodded, switching your guns quickly just in time for the other player to turn around and start shooting, but you were quicker. Sliding out of the way, and getting up behind him with a shotgun in hand, pulling the trigger and downing him. The title of winner flashed across your screen.

“I did it!” you shouted, turning to look at Jungwon, “We did it!”

Jungwon high-fives your hands, his fingers intertwined with yours, shaking your hands back and forth, “We did it!”

With no hesitation, you leaned forward, pressing a quick kiss to his lips.

Jungwon was too stunned to say anything, eyes blinking rapidly.

You pulled your headset down around your neck, letting yourself hear the outside world.

“I am in love with you too,” You smiled, heart nearly beating out of your chest, “I always have been and just covered it up with the hatred I had. I’ve missed you too, and you weren’t actually suffocating me, I said that out of anger and confusion, I—“

That’s all Jungwon needed to hear, shutting you up by pressing his lips back to yours, cupping your hands softly between his hands.

All he cared about was winning you back, and he did. Winning the gaming competition was just a bonus.

He made you fall for him all over again, only he fell harder than he did before.

#yang jungwon #jungwon x reader #reader x jungwon #enhypen #jungwon #reader x enhypen #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen fanfic

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mybl--dyvalentine · 4 months

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SO CUTE

PAPER PLANES — kim mingyu.

✦ content‎: ‎mingyu x gn!reader. fluff. 0.5k wc, non idol!gyu, established relationship. summary: mingyu knows how to get your attention, even when you're busy.

mingyu yawns and flips through his textbook absent-mindedly, before setting it down and resting his face on the table, his cheek squished against the wood.

"y/n," he whines. "baby, cmon, look away from your book for a second."

you glare at him over the top of your textbook. "mingyu, shh. i'm trying to study."

"haven't you studied enough?"

"no. we can't all be like you and get amazing scores despite only a single night of cramming. i've got to focus."

"but i'm bored, pay attention to me," he pouts, attacking you with his puppy eyes.

you have to try your absolute hardest not to give in, regretting ever choosing to date a boy as charming as kim mingyu. the only thing keeping you from slamming your books down and kissing him is the thought of a failing grade, and that's enough to make you grit out a quiet "no" and turn back to your book.

mingyu continues pouting, but he leaves you alone after that— at least for a while.

you're concentrating on getting the answers on your flash cards right, when something lands in front of you.

it's a rather lopsided, clumsily made paper plane. you narrow your eyes at mingyu, who's turned away innocently, and unfold it.

inside, there's a message, written in the neat, familiar letters of his handwriting: 'i want to kiss u so bad !! ♡'

"gyu, stop distracting me."

he just looks at you with wide, innocent eyes and shrugs in a what-did-i-do way.

a few minutes later, another plane lands next to you. this time, it reads: 'what if i make you pay attention to me, hm?'

you scoff, and chuck it back at him. "you can try."

you regret your words almost instantly when mingyu scoots his chair over to you, as close as he can get.

he leans over and presses a soft kiss to your neck. "keep studying then," he mumbles, lips barely a centimetre away from your skin. "if you can."

you try your best to ignore him, you really do— but how can you when his lips are on your skin, slowly making his way down your jawline, with his big muscular arms settled around your shoulders.

he nips gently at your neck, breath warm against your skin, and that's when you give in and slam the book down, earning you withering glares from the students nearby.

"why did i have to fall for an absolute menace like you?" you ask, but there's no venom to your words.

mingyu knows this, and a wide grin spreads across his face as he pulls you a little closer and kisses the top of your head. "you love me, though~"

"yeah, i do," you say, fondness tinging your voice, before letting out a sigh. "but if i fail this exam, i'm going to kill you."

he just smiles and leans back in his chair. "i can give you private lessons, if you want. i think i'd be a pretty good tutor. hands-on learning is my strength, after all."

you roll your eyes and hope he doesn't notice how flustered you are. "i'll hold you to that then."

the next paper plane he chucks over a few minutes later has 'i love you <3' written on it, but this time you just scribble something down before pushing it back towards him.

when he unfolds it and reads what's on it, a familiar, adorable smile spreads across his face.

'i love you too, dummy. <3'

#mingyu x gn reader #mingyu x reader #svt x reader #svt x gn reader #seventeen x reader #mingyu fluff #mingyu imagines #mingyu scenarios

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mybl--dyvalentine · 4 months

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yass

Victory Royale

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a.n. woohoo first fic posted yayyyy comment to be on a dt list if i ever keep doing this

summary: you and ellie play fortnite together. maybe more? fluffy :)

tw: bad writing syndrome. short. also kind of wrote this as a joke to get used to posting on here

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It was a rainy day in jackson, and Ellie invited you over to her house (well, garage) to hang out and play video games. You two had met when she first came to jackson at 14, and have been best friends ever since. and you were fine with that. But honestly, you wanted more.

“Hey mama” she opened her door with a smile. She took your hand to pull you inside “Hi Els”you gave her a smile and followed her, being sure to take off your shoes and jacket to not wet her whole room.

“What did you want to do first?” she asked you, tossing herself onto her bed. She was wearing her Savage Starlight pajama bottoms and a white wife pleaser, which showed all of the beautiful details of her body, like her tattoo that took up most of her forearm. Shit, were you staring?

“Um…” you paused “you pick.” you said, joining her on her bed. It was a twin, so you guys were both pretty cramped, but you were okay with it. She smiled as she had an idea, “wanna hop on Fortnite?”

★

You sucked at Fortnite. You groaned and fell backwards onto the bed, covering your eyes with your hand as you handed Ellie back her controller with the other. She simply laughed at you while shaking her head, “You just need practice.”

“How much practice do I need? I got 100th place that last time. How is that even possible?” you complain.

“Getting 100th place is equally as impressive as getting a Victory Royale” she smiled, flopping backwards next to you, until you wore both staring into each other’s eyes, mere centimeters apart.

“I’m glad we’re friends, Els.”

“Where is this coming from?”

“Nowhere. I’m just, glad that I got to know you.”

“Me too.”

It was silent for a moment, before she placed her lips on yours, and you kissed back. On the screen, a user was doing the default dance emote while celebrating the win that they stole from you, but you two didn’t care. You had each other, and that’s all you needed.

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mybl--dyvalentine · 4 months

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California and Me જ⁀➴ Jay

✮ non idol au! jay x gn! reader

✮ Summary: The relationship between you and Jay felt so perfect. To you, at least. He still had someone else on his mind after all these years.

✮ Genre: Angst..

✮ Word Count: 722

✮ This is inspired by the song "California and Me" by Laufey!

Your eyes flutter open when you feel the bed dip to your right. The sun peeking through the blinds of the windows making you hold your arm up to your face instinctively. After regaining your vision, you finally see who got into the bed with you.

"Morning y/n.." Jay says groggily.

"Morning." You say with a smile.

Jay has already tucked himself back into the bed. You stare at him for a while, admiring his beauty. He seemed so calm and comfortable next to you. Although, something still felt off. This feeling was always brushed off by you, blaming it on it being your first ever relationship.

"Are you staring at me?" Jay says with his eyes closed.

"O-oh uh.. No." You respond.

He chuckles, knowing what you said was to cover up the fact you've been staring at him for a good minute. Silence hits the air.

"Do you.. want to go somewhere today?" You ask.

"Where?" He says.

"There's a cat cafe down the street. How about there?"

"Sure." He finally opens his eyes again and sits upright.

"Great!" You grin and get off the bed to get ready.

---

"You ready?" You ask while peeking your head through the bedroom door.

"Yeah. Let's go." Jay smiles, picking up his bag and walking towards you.

The weather was beautiful. The sky blue, the wind is perfect, and the trees blooming with cherry blossoms. The floor is covered in a shade of light pink due to the flowers falling from the trees. You and Jay started to walk to the cat cafe.

"So...how are you?" You question.

"I'm good. Just some stuff on my mind." He responds.

A concerned expression wipes over your smile.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No. Not really."

"okay."

You two finally reach the cafe and enter. The cafe is decked out in cute merch corresponding to the cats you can pet inside. After you took a seat at the table, Jay goes and orders drinks for the both of you. You think back to the conversation earlier, pondering what he could be so worried about.

"Y/n" He says ripping you out of your daydream.

"Oh! Thank you." You grab the drink from his hand.

After taking a sip you say, "A beautiful day, isn't it?"

He nods and takes a sip of his own drink as well. A cat suddenly jumps up onto the table and nuzzles into you. You pet the cat and it lays down on your thighs, falling asleep. You look back up at Jay and notice he's looking outside the window. An unknown feeling starts to grow at the pit of your stomach.

"Jay...?" You say.

He looks back at you and stares, waiting for a question.

"What's really going on in your head? I get that you want to keep it a secret, but I really just want you to know that I'm here for you. We're dating and that means we should be transparent and honest with each other."

His expression changes.

"Let's go to the beach. I'll tell you there." He says with a solemn expression.

You stare as he gets up from his seat and walks out.

"Could've fought for you but I just let you leave"

"We need to take a break. From this. Our relationship." He says.

Your mouth opens, but your tongue dries causing you to forget what you were going to say.

"I'm... going to New York during our break."

A wave of realization crashes over you. His ex lived in New York. When you asked him if he had been in a relationship before, he mentioned someone. No, not mentioned. He told you everything that happened. Everything good at least.

"And... I'm leaving tonight. In an hour." He finalizes.

You couldn't help but just stare off into the distance.

"okay." You respond.

He gets up from the sand and walks off.

"I'll see you around, y/n." He says, not looking back.

It felt as if everything hurt. Your mind, your body, and your soul. Jay had left you as an empty shell after breaking your heart at the very place you two first met.

"Left me and the ocean for your old flame" "Holding back my tears, I couldn't make you stay" "Can't quit this, so damn wicked to leave" "California and me."

and yeah! don't forget to smile!

#jay x y/n #jay enha #jay angst #enhypen jongseong #enhypen #enhypen x reader #jay fanfic #enhypen fanfiction

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mybl--dyvalentine · 4 months

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✮ enhypen masterlist

・❥・yang jungwon

Are You Mine Tonight?

・❥・lee heeseung

One Night Only 🚧

・❥・park jongseong/jay

California and Me

・❥・sim jaeyun

Twilight

・❥・park sunghoon

The Boy Is Mine 🚧

・❥・kim seonwoo

・❥・nishimura riki

#enhypen #masterlist

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mybl--dyvalentine · 4 months

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✮ seventeen masterlist

・❥・choi seungcheol

・❥・yoon jeonghan

・❥・hong jisoo

・❥・wen junhui

・❥・kwon soonyoung

・❥・jeon wonwoo

Love You Twice 🚧

・❥・lee jihoon

・❥・lee seokmin

・❥・kim mingyu

・❥・xu minghao

・❥・boo seungkwan

・❥・choi hansol

Insufferable

・❥・lee chan

#seventeen #masterlist

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mybl--dyvalentine · 4 months

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Insufferable જ⁀➴ Vernon

✮ idol! vernon x manager! fem! reader

✮ Summary: Job searching wasn't always the easiest. Employers read your resume and completely brush you off once they deem you as unfit. Until an unexpected acceptance from one of the biggest idol companies in the world reached you. Who knew that the job would lead to a meeting of fate.

✮ Genre: Angst? girl idk.

✮ Warnings: Swearing and a near death experience

✮ Word Count: 2,832

Y/N:

The sound of birds chirping filled the room, which woke me up. I blink until my vision begins to clear and stare at the ceiling, contemplating whether or not to be productive or procrastinate. My phone lights up with a notification. I pick up my phone and stare at the notification, processing what it says.

"Hybe Labels... Why does that sound so familiar?"

I swipe up and press on the safari app. Halfway through typing in Hybe Labels to look it up, I remember. THE Hybe Labels emailed ME? I applied for so many different jobs that I completely forgot about which companies I even applied to. A small scream left my mouth before I grasped the situation. I have to open the email. Anticipation took over my body, controlling it to the point where I stood and stared at my phone for a couple minutes. After building up enough courage, I opened the email.

Hybe Labels: Employment

Hello Y/N,

After careful consideration, we ultimately decided to hire you as a manager! The group you will be managing is SEVENTEEN. We will provide more information after we get your verbal acceptance during a meeting with the head manager.

Best Regards,

Sung-Ho

I fall back onto my bed and let out a huge sigh. After job hunting for so long, I thought I'd end up broke this month. I grin and get up, ready to start my day.

"Who knew picking an outfit would be so difficult?" I say to myself while looking in my mirror and posing.

Currently, I'm sporting a fitted grey button-down tucked into a darker grey pencil skirt with black pumps and black tights. My hair is up in a claw clip, and I decided to wear black rectangle glasses to complete the outfit. The goal was to look like a manager, and I ended up looking like a generic office worker.

"Well, at least it's business casual." I say while grabbing my phone to check the time.

"Oh shoot! It's already 11 am? I need to leave right now."

After grabbing my purse and keys, I ran to my car. I finally head to Hybe Headquarters. After parking, I realized I forgot to do makeup. In a rush, I quickly slapped on some lip balm, lip tint, concealer, mascara, and blush. I exit my car immediately after and speed walk to the entrance. The place is very sleek and modern. It exudes richness and is kind of intimidating. I look around the lobby and see a person who looks like a receptionist. I quickly make my way towards them.

"Hi, I'm here for a meeting with the head manager?" I ask.

"What's your name?" They say.

"Y/N." I say with a smile.

They look at their monitor and start typing. The typing went on for who knows how long until I was snapped back into reality by their voice.

"Okay, you can head up. The head manager is going to be there at 2 pm. Just wait outside the door with the number 224 on floor three. There should be some chairs near it so you can sit down."

"Alright! Thank you." I turn to face the elevator and head over to it.

I punch in the upwards arrow and wait for the elevator to arrive. I take a quick glance around the room to get a grasp on the atmosphere. It's mostly people dressed in monochromatic outfits and all look somewhat wealthy. I really don't fit the aesthetic of this place. The elevator dings and I look at the slowly opening doors. I walk into an empty elevator and press the button with the number three on it. The doors close and I patiently wait to reach floor three when the elevator stops at floor 2. Once the doors finally open, I'm greeted with a man. He looked quite familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it. He glances at me and doesn't utter a single word.

"Hello. Which floor are you headed to?" I ask curiously.

He takes a couple steps to reach the buttons and presses the button with a four on it while completely ignoring my question.

"Ooookay." I say quietly.

It doesn't take a lot of common sense to answer a simple question that doesn't even take up that much of your time. Plus I was trying to help by pressing the button for him. I roll my eyes and wait for the elevator to reach floor three. The elevator finally dings and I walk out looking for which side has the room number 224. After reaching the room, I take a seat and pull out my phone from my purse to check the time.

"1:59? I made it just in time." I sigh with relief.

I pocket my phone and lightly tap my fingers on one another while looking around. There wasn't much to see other than a big grey door, some chairs, and a couple potted plants. Some footsteps and voices emerged from the direction of the elevator. As they got closer, I got more anxious.

"You must be Y/N." A man asks while another opens the door.

"Ah, yes that's me." I say nervously.

"Great! Come in." He waves his hand into the now open doors.

I slowly walk in and see a long table with lots of chairs filling up the empty spaces.

"Have a seat right here." He points to a chair next to the biggest chair in the room.

I sit down and wait for them to start asking questions. The men settle down in their seats and finally look at me.

"I assume you've read our email considering you're here right now?" The man in the big chair asks.

"Yes, I have. I'm here to verbally accept your offer to work as a manager for seventeen." I say.

"That's wonderful. Here we have your resume, I took a quick look at it and I truly believe you are perfect for this job."

"Thank you sir."

"It says here that you have managed for an idol group previously correct?"

"Yes, I have."

"It's nice to hear you won't need that much time to get in action."

I stifle a laugh due to the tense air.

"Well anyways, Are you able to start today? Seventeen is supposed to be recording a GOING Seventeen episode today and we'll need someone to manage them."

"Of course!"

"Great. I'll have you formally introduce yourself in a bit. Go head up to their practice room on floor four. They should be there right now. I'll send them a notice that you'll be arriving."

"Alright. Thank you sir. I'll be on my way now." I grin and get up from my seat to leave the room.

After closing the door, I let out a sigh. The tense air really made me struggle to breathe. At least I secured the job before I said anything weird. I walk back to the elevator and press the upwards arrow. The elevator dings and I see a man inside.

"Hi! I don't think I've seen you here before. My name is Seungkwan." He holds out his hand.

"Hello, my name is Y/N." I shake his hand. "And uh... I'm your new manager."

He pauses for moment, staring at me.

"Oh good! We've been needing one since our last one got sick and had to quit. Which floor are you headed to by the way?"

"Floor four. I was on the way to properly introduce myself to you guys in your practice room. The head manager said he'd send a notice to you guys."

"Ohhh that's what that was? Well anyways It's nice to meet you." He says while punching in the number four.

"It's nice to meet you too." I say.

The elevator dings and Seungkwan and I step out of the elevator to head towards the practice room. Loud music could be heard throughout the entire hallway. We finally reach the door to the practice room and Seungkwan stops me.

"Could you wait out here for a second? I'll let the guys know that you're here so that they could get themselves ready."

"Sure."

He opens the door and walks in closing it immediately. I could hear faint talking which was quickly taken over by the sound of sneakers. The door then opens shortly after and Seungkwan pops his head out.

"Come on in!" He grins while opening the door wider.

I slowly walk in to be greeted by 12 other men. A barrage of greetings came my way as I walked towards them. I returned the greetings and finally had a good look at all 13 of them. While I was scanning each of them, one of them caught my eye. He looked familiar. It was the same guy that ignored me earlier!

"I have a quick question." I say glaring at the inconsiderate guy.

Vernon:

"By the way guys, the head manager said that we'd be filming a GOING Seventeen episode today." S.Coups announces during a break from practicing.

I give him a nod and head to the water station in the practice room. After pulling out a white cup from the stack and setting it under the faucet, I notice that there wasn't any water inside the jug.

"Seriously?" I say to myself.

"What happened?" Jun asks.

"There isn't anymore water so I'm gonna have to go all the way down floor 2 to get a drink."

I put back the cup on the stack and exit the practice room. After pressing the button with a number two on it, I walk inside the elevator. My song "2 Minus 1" is quietly playing inside the elevator. While humming along to the song, I exit the elevator and head towards the nearest water station on the second floor. Once I finally reach the station, I quickly grab a cup and fill it to the brim with water. I empty the water into my mouth and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. After trashing the cup, I make my way back to the practice room. The elevator dings and I see a woman standing inside. I give her a quick glance and enter the elevator.

"Hello. Which floor are you headed to?" She asks.

None of your business. I'm already irritated from getting a couple moves wrong during practice, so I don't feel like answering anyone's questions let alone someone I've just met. I just move in front of the buttons and punch in the button with the number four on it. I hear her mumble something under her breath, but I pay no attention to it as I've already tuned her out. The doors open with a ring and I shuffle out of the elevator and walk to my practice room.

"Hey guys, are we going to continue or are we waiting on someone?" I ask while opening the door.

"Oh, Seungkwan is currently out right now. We'll start back up when he gets here." Hoshi answers.

Five minutes later, the door opens and Seungkwan appears.

"Okay, get together guys we finally have a new manager. She's right outside and waiting to introduce herself to us." He says.

We all nod and get in a group. Seungkwan opens the door to reveal a woman who looks very familiar. It's like I've seen her somewhere before. All of the other members proceed to introduce themselves while I'm deep in thought.

"I have a quick question." She says while staring at me.

"I don't think I caught your name." She points out.

"Oh! Um... It's Vernon." I say reluctantly.

"Oh I remember why you looked so familiar!" She puts a finger in the air.

"Care to explain why you ignored me earlier in the elevator?" She tilts her head.

The other members all look at me. Each of them sporting a confused look on their faces. I quickly glance at each other and open my mouth to say something. But nothing comes out. My ears turn red and my brows scrunch. How dare she embarrass me in front of my members!

"U-um.. I'm sorry for him, I think he's having a rough day. A couple mistakes during practice you know?" S.Coups grins trying to cover for me.

The other members nod their heads and change the topic.

"Shouldn't we head out soon? We have an episode to record today." She says while checking her phone.

Everyone collectively agrees and leaves me standing alone in the practice room. I head over to my bag in the corner of the room.

"I swear she's out to get me." I say while picking up my bag.

"I'll get her back." I say while walking out the practice room.

Y/N:

"CUT! That marks the end of our filming today. Great work guys." The director says through a megaphone.

This episode was all about water sports so each of the members were decked out in swimming gear. I felt good about today. Being able to help on set of a GOING Seventeen episode is new to me but it seems as if I did a good job.

"Y/N! Could you come here for a second?" Vernon yells.

I look away from the director and to him. A confused expression wipes away my previous smile.

"Oh. Uh sure." I yell back.

I treads over to me and he give me a quick smile.

"Isn't such a beautiful day?" I says while staring at the sky.

"You're right. It is a beautiful day." He says back.

I stood still analyzing each of the different clouds and colors in the now sun-setting sky. It was so pretty it captivated me. Then it was oddly silent. It felt as if Vernon disappeared and I was left there. I turn my head around to see if anyone was still there.

"Hello?" I say while looking for another person.

Then suddenly I feel a push behind my back. There was a strong wind and then a cold temperature engulfed my body. All I could see were plants and a clear turquoise liquid. Then it hit me. I was underwater. Bubbles quickly rushed upwards as I frantically tried to reach the surface. I flailed my arms and legs to try to push myself upwards, but my position remained the same. In a final attempt I extend my arm as far as I could to at least give a signal that I was drowning. My vision started to blur and by this time, I lost too much air. This was it. I'm going to die here.

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A bright light slipped into the crack of my eyelids. I look around the room. The place was neatly decorated and I was laid on a couch. Memories flooded my brain. I was never taught how to swim, so drowning was always one of my greatest fears. I looked at my body. Someone changed my clothes. I'm in a big t-shirt and shorts, my heels at the bottom of the couch. I get up from the couch and find a mirror in a hallway. My hair is damp and tousled and my makeup is completely ruined. I put my hands on my arms and turn around to check my phone. As I walk towards the couch I hear something.

A deep voice came from outside, "how was I supposed to know she couldn't swim? It was supposed to be a harmless prank."

"Harmless prank or not, it still put her life in danger. I hope you realize that being rude doesn't get you anywhere." Another voice answers.

I storm outside, frustrated that Vernon pushed me and thinks that this was just some 'harmless prank'. Once I get through the door, I see him. Vernon. He's talking to S.Coups with a pained expression.

"What the hell was that for huh? Who thinks that it's a good idea to just push someone into a body of water?" I yell.

He looks at me a little shocked, "Look, I'm sorry I didn't mean to-."

"I don't wanna hear some half-assed apology! You almost got me killed and all you can say is 'look, I'm sorry'?" I raise my voice.

"Well then what DO you want to hear? At least I'm apologizing no?" He crosses his arms.

My face flushed. I didn't exactly know what I wanted to hear. It's as if nothing he could say would make me forgive him. He stared at me. Waiting for an answer.

"Look guys, that's enough. You both need some time apart. Y/N I'll talk to Vernon and make sure we get this whole situation figured out." S.Coups says.

"No, I think that she shouldn't be so-." Vernon says before getting his mouth covered and dragged away by S.Coups.

I glare at Vernon as he's being pushed away. How could he? What did I ever do to him? These are questions that I need desperately answered.

i hate this idk if i wanna finish this

#vernon #vernon x reader #vernon x y/n #vernon x you #seventeen #svt #vernon fanfic #hansol vernon chwe #choi hansol

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