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all4aoki · 16 days

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⊹ 𝓕IND 𝓞UT 𝓦HAT 𝓙 𝓦ANT ⠀Ꮺ ָ࣪ ۰ ִ

love moves fast, but your fears move faster . . . enha x f!reader (psh focused), poly!enha, enha8thmember

wc . . . 11.3k , warnings ! brief mentions of dieting, sadness & talks of isolation, not proofread & me guessing abt idol life!

when speaking in … korean, english, japanese

©all4aoki, 2024

Silence filled the vehicle after the cameras turned off, the halt in filming being something you thought would have never happened that night. Distantly, one of the staff sitting at the front of the car mentioned something about how they were giving you all a moment to catch your breath. Or a sentence along those lines at least. Life didn't feel real at those minutes, and all you could do was clutch onto Sangmi's hand and have your other hand glued to the strap of your backpack as your brain did its best to process every event that had happened in the past eight hours.

Enhypen. Your debut team. Words you thought you’d never hear after a year of the same repetitive training cycle in isolation, no thanks to the pandemic, and a survival show that had done almost nothing good for you. Except for this. You blinked heavily, eyes swarming with sleep, dreariness, and dried tears as you looked around at your new group members. Your heart trembled in your chest a bit, a mix of giddiness and growing love at the seven boys and girl you’d spent the entire summer with. The people that had gone through those difficult times with you and the people that you’d progressed with. Excitement still floated in the air as Sangmi laid her head on your shoulder, muttering about her high expectations for the dorm’s beds and you hummed in recognition.

The frenzy of hopes for your future had always been confusing for you. Your dreams had always felt so close, there had been so many moments where you could’ve practically tasted them but not touch them. Like you were one step away, but that step was too far. And now, it was a reality. The exhilaration from hearing your name being called was beginning to morph into something else. Nervousness maybe? It had become normal for your mind to deem yourself not good enough after the slightest bit of disappointment directed towards you, after one instance of you letting yourself down. You knew you were maybe a bit too hard on yourself, and as you breathed in the smell of black ice, you could only hope that the habit would break. But what if the idol life wasn’t what you’d expected? After all, you'd been a trainee for almost two years, dedicating your entire life to this one leap of faith. What if the team didn’t receive enough support?

The soft feeling of fingers reaching and twisting with yours broke through the wall that was your worries. Sunghoon’s eyes met yours as he leaned closer to you, noses maybe an inch apart and almost brushing against each other. His dark irises searched yours for something.

“You’re shaking,” he said gently. You swallowed harshly, throat dry. Your relationship with Sunghoon had been confusing since that day you’d first met him at the Representative Test. A connection had attached itself to your heart the moment he’d offered you a small smile from across the room which, after your initial fluster had calmed, you’d returned. And from that point on, you’d never felt so seen in your life. Once Part 2 of the show had commenced, every second of the day you had free you’d spent with the boy and vice versa. At some point along the way, he’d developed a sixth sense for anything and everything YN-related.

It was a little scary, to be honest.

Both how good he was at reading you, and how it made you feel. How it brought you emotions you’d never experienced in your sixteen years of life.

Your head turned away, downward to where his hand was touching yours, “Is it too early to be having second thoughts?”

“Maybe a little, yeah.” You could hear the grin in his voice, “Take this moment of silence for yourself, though. You’re probably just a bit overwhelmed.” His thumb rubbed the back of your hand in a comforting way. You nodded briefly, teeth going to sink into your bottom lip.

He was probably right, but it didn’t make you feel any better. “What if no one likes me?” you whispered to him, voice a little shaky. Sunghoon shifted in his seat and you knew if you looked to the left he’d be staring back at you.

“Why would they not like you?”

“I don’t know–”

“Then don’t even bother thinking that,” he dismissed and after a beat of silence without you acknowledging his words, he bumped his shoulder with yours. Only then did you glance over at him. His pretty features were twisted into a small frown and his eyes looked a little sad. “You’ve worked so hard and you’ve expressed yourself so well,” he murmured, words only meant for you, “I think at this point if no one likes you it’s cause they’re in love with you.”

A small, hesitant giggle escaped your chest at his words and you could only watch as Sunghoon’s eyelashes fluttered at the sound.

You were grateful for his words, but the dull ache of developing anxiety in your chest didn’t fully go away. So you decided to ignore it.

“You’re such a dork,” you teased back. He shrugged in response and proceeded to snuggle into your side. You could feel Sangmi’s head on your right shoulder bobbing as the van moved, some drool escaping her mouth as she slept and it soaked into your jacket. You scrunched your nose at the thought but left her to rest.

“Seriously though,” Sunghoon continued. “Don’t worry about what other people think. We’re proud of you and we know how hard you’ve fought to get where you are.” The strands of your hair under his head resisted the movement of you tilting your head to look at him. He looked up at you, pupils dilated and eyes wide. Your stomach flipped at the sight. “All the love you need is right here,” he brought your clasped hands to his chest.

Breath trembling, you pulled your hand from his, moving your fingers to trace over strands of hair that had fallen in front of his eyes. His gaze made you feel warm, the way he studied you made you feel exposed. This vulnerability with him wasn’t new, but it had never felt so intimate before. As softly as you could, you pushed his bangs away.

“You’re right,” you hummed, “If no one liked me, I wouldn’t even be here right now.” Sunghoon rolled his eyes at your words and opened his mouth to say something only to be interrupted.

“YN-ah, is everything okay?” Sunoo had craned his neck to peek over the back of his seat. “Your nose is a little red.”

Of course it is. A tell-tale sign that your body was close to crying before the tears actually welled up in your eyes.

“Sunghoon-oppa’s jokes are making me cry,” you pretended to sob and Sunghoon playfully smacked your leg in protest. “They’re just so baddd.”

You rested your chin on his head as he whined and Sunoo chuckled a bit at the elder member’s reaction.

“Then just sit next to me for our next trip. Okay?”

“All right,” you agreed, “Just don’t fall asleep on me like these two.” You moved your shoulders a bit, gesturing to Sunghoon and Sangmi just to hear Sunoo laugh again. Thankfully he did.

“Are we already assigning seats for car rides?” Jungwon asked from the front row.

Riki snuggled into his seat as if he were claiming it by making sure no one would be able to pull him from it, “I want my own seat!”

“Let me keep my spot next to YN! I’m her favorite anyway,” Sunghoon said, gripping onto your arm. Halfheartedly, you patted his head.

“Wah, not even a full day of being a group and we’re already picking favorites.” Heeseung also glanced over his shoulder at you and the other two who were leaning on your shoulders.

“Riki-chan, what do I need to do for you to let me have that single seat?”

Heeseung laughed, “YN you should know you’re not going to be by yourself if we can help it.”

“Yeah, say goodbye to your precious alone time,” Jake added, not bothering to hide how he was laughing at you.

You groaned.

The dorm that the bus arrived in front of was smaller than you’d expected, considering your group of nine. Nonetheless, after living with four other trainees in a small bedroom for months even before I-Land, the sight of a place you could finally call your home was comforting. That and, it still looked like the nicest place you’d lived in since you moved away from New Zealand.

You’d gently shook Sangmi awake, her cat-like eyes squinting at the bright lights flooding in from the ceiling of the van as she regained consciousness.

“We’re home!” you whispered to her as the rest of the boys began to collect their things and stand to exit the bus. Jay stretched his back, a loud pop resounding and causing Riki and Sunoo to laugh loudly at the elder. You grinned up at him while Sangmi herself extended her arms above her head, arching her spine.

“Listen to this Grandpa!” Jungwon teased and Jay only adjusted his glasses and smiled as the other members chuckled at his comment. “Are you gonna be able to make it inside?”

“I don’t think so. Give me a piggyback ride,” Jay said and Jungwon curled into his seat that was next to Sangmi as Jay reached across the seats to try and grab at the younger.

“We’re going to resume filming!” One of the staff informed, interrupting Jay’s attack on Jungwon (much to Jungwon’s relief) and causing everyone else to fall silent. Sunghoon offered you his hand as you slung your backpack over your shoulder, and you smiled up at him after taking hold of it, him pulling you up.

You all began filing out of the vehicle, soft “Wow’s” leaving everyone’s mouths as they passed by the camera, and you were no exception. To be fair, the entrance appeared to be more luxurious than you’d originally seen and the thrums of excitement resounded through your chest once again as one of the staff typed in the passcode for the door. The night was warm for September, yet the heat from your jacket was still welcome as you all waited outside for the staff to give you all a rundown on the dorm rules and give you all the entry code.

It was all simple stuff that you’d already kind of expected: no one in the house other than members and staff, any kind of leaving must be requested with the person being accompanied by some sort of surveillance, online orders or shopping packages would be delivered to the HYBE building to be checked before being handed off to the members, etc. You bounced on the balls of your feet, hands clutching each other as the door opened. Sangmi grasped onto your arm, a large smile on her face and both of you exchanged a glance.

We made it.

The two of you squealed, earning a concerned look from Sunghoon, and jumped a bit as you linked arms with your unnie. Neither of you could see inside the building yet due to Heeseung’s height and Jungwon’s wide shoulders, but an indescribable feeling of joy and happiness took hold of you. Sunghoon’s words from earlier played in your head again, and you finally felt yourself appreciating all of the hard work you’d put yourself through to reach this point. A sense of accomplishment ran through your veins, and the fact that it was just the door of your dorm opening for you to finally appreciate yourself and your long journey made you want to laugh at yourself. But then again, it was like you were entering a new world. Transforming into a new person by walking through that threshold. You still felt unsure of what your future life held, what struggles you would have to face, but as you clutched onto Sangmi and followed Jay into the house, you had an inkling that it would be okay as long as you had them by your side.

Unlike before on the bus, your eyes didn’t even bother searching and scoping for the cameras that the staff had placed. Instead, you opted for actually taking in the rooms before you as you kicked off your shoes and placed them somewhat neatly next to Heeseung’s. Dragging Sangmi behind you, you followed the rest of the boys into the kitchen, like a lost puppy following around someone it trusted. The boy’s exclamations and excitement were contagious and the once quiet house now echoed with the sound of its new residents. You all were quick to get comfortable, placing your bags down on random spots on the floor.

“We’re going to fill this place up from now on!” Sunghoon uttered eagerly and he seized your other arm, pulling you away from Sangmi, the girl letting out a small protest. Ultimately, though, she just continued placing her coat on the table and joined Jake as he looked over the food that was stocked in the cupboards.

“Oh, I don’t know how I feel about these curtains,” you murmured to yourself, smiling and placing your free hand’s fingers on your nose as you looked at the gold material. Your comment didn’t go unnoticed by the boy gripping onto your arm though.

“We can go online shopping tonight, yeah? I’ll get you whatever one you pick out.” You gave him a pointed look.

“Yah, what’s gotten into you lately Park Sunghoon-ssi?”

“Sunghoon-oppa,” he corrected and his fingers found your sides, squeezing gently and making you laugh loudly at the tickles.

“Ok! Ok!” you gasped out between laughs, hands desperately trying to push him off you, “Sunghoon-oppa! Stop it!” The last words came out in a small scream and Jungwon approached you both.

“Don’t kill her Sunghoon-hyung,” he teased, poking at your side as said boy finally let you go. Turning around, you hit Sunghoon’s arm gently.

“Yeah, don’t kill me,” you laughed and Sunghoon pretended to lunge for you again, only for you to run out of the kitchen giggling.

The living room was void of any furniture, apart from a TV, and as you entered the empty space, you sighed softly to yourself. You’d never lived alone, always sharing a dorm or spending your summers with your family, so you figured that having eight other roommates wouldn’t be that much of an adjustment. You would get to create a new safe space with them, everyone would be able to add their own features and personalities through small items and ways of existing. And sure, maybe you were romanticizing the thought of sharing a home with seven boys, but the fact that you were beginning a new life still brought a small smile to your face.

It was easy to picture your desired layout of the room, a light-colored couch big enough for everyone would go against the back wall and you were sure you’d be able to find a cute enough rug to put in the middle of the tile floor… And anything organizational would be important you figured.

Oh God, if any of them were messy it was going to drive you insane–

“YN-ah!” Sangmi called from somewhere down the hallway on your left, breaking you out of your thoughts, “I picked our room!”

You were quick to follow her voice, jogging past the three other bedrooms that the boys were enthusiastically looking through while they chose who they were going to room with. And as Jay yelled something about Jake and how he left socks and hats everywhere, it was easy to smile.

“Wah…” you breathed as you peeked into the room Sangmi was standing in, the older girl already lying on the bed pushed up against the left side of the room. When she saw you, she grinned. “Our room!” you exclaimed, giggling a little as she got up and pulled you inside.

“Our room!” she repeated as you both held onto each other’s forearms, jumping around in a little circle out of pure excitement and happiness. “Susu and YN-ie!” you squealed at her words and she followed suit, only for the two of you to dissolve into laughter at the strange noises.

“Are you guys having a party or something in here?” someone suddenly asked, and with a quick glance over your shoulder, you saw it was Sunoo. “In this amazing room?”

“Yup, bet it’s better than everyone else’s!” you cried, wrapping your arms around Sangmi and leaning your head on hers.

“What do you mean?” He gazed fondly at you, eyes turning into crescent moons as he smiled at the sight of you and your best friend, “All of the rooms are the same.”

“Well, it’s our room so it’s automatically the best,” Sangmi stated like it was the most obvious thing in the world and you nodded immediately after she spoke.

Sunoo rolled his eyes, “Have you guys seen the makeup room yet?”

“There’s a makeup room?” you said, eyes widening and arms loosening. Sunoo nodded. “Oh my gosh, show me right now. Please.” After waiting for you and Sangmi to exit the room, he led you back down the hallway and towards the kitchen once again.

“Obviously, there’s nothing in here yet, but can’t you imagine?”

“Us getting ready in here every day? Duh– Oh! Which bathroom are you using? Let’s do our skincare together tonight.” Sunoo observed the way you smiled and the way you bolted from topic to topic. Your usual shyness was nowhere to be found at the moment. Instead, there was this overjoyed girl who was ready to do anything and everything, and something in his chest softened at the fact that you were already comfortable.

I-Land had been a difficult time for everyone, but especially you. The other girls were horrible to you in the first part of the show, and with the way the audience turned on you in the second half, your confidence had taken quite the hit. Sunoo recalled a conversation he’d had with the Chamber 5 unit, the first performance he’d had with you, about ways they would be able to keep you from the evil editing and hate that was occurring. You’d come to him one night sobbing, absolutely tearing yourself down in every possible way and picking at all of the faults you thought you had. And as he held you to try and suppress your shaking and frenzied breathing, all Sunoo could think about was how much he wanted to take away your pain. How he could bear any kind of torture in the world to stop your worries and struggles and to see you happy. And now, as he watched you grin and point spaces out to Sangmi for possible decoration, he thanked every force and star in the universe that you were here with them.

Another person shuffled into the doorway, “We’re moving the cameras into position for the dinner portion of the video.” The three of you hastily followed the staff out of the room and back into the kitchen, taking your spots at the table as they signaled to the group that they had started the cameras. The majority of the group had already begun scarfing the chicken down before they even started rolling, and after reaching over Heeseung who was on your right to grab your own pair of chopsticks, you had to fight Jake’s out of the way so you could at least get one piece.

A few minutes passed and only chewing was heard. “Please speak about the food,” one of the producers said and you all were quick to follow the instructions.

“Why is chicken so good?” Sunghoon said from the end of the table and you couldn’t help but laugh to yourself at how quickly he responded to the request.

Sunoo dropped another piece into his mouth, “Right?”

“Besides the box lunch before rehearsal I don’t think I ate anything,” Jungwon commented.

You frowned at him, “Ah, Jungwon-oppa, you shouldn’t skip meals.” Another piece of chicken found its way between your chopsticks and you popped it into your mouth, meeting Jungwon’s dark eyes. He held your gaze and you felt your face flush at the way he was looking at your mouth.

“A little kimbap?” Sunoo asked.

“I didn’t even eat the kimbap,” Jungwon answered, never taking his eyes off you. Your fingers shot up to your lips as the others continued discussing something, feeling around for sauce that might’ve not made it onto your tongue.

“Is there something on my face?” you whispered to him and he shook his head, a smirk pulling at the corners of his mouth.

“No, your lips just look pretty right now,” instinctively your hand covered your mouth. Jungwon laughed. “Whenever you eat something spicy they turn a really cute shade of red.”

“Thank you?” you offered and turned away from his stare for the sake of your embarrassment.

Why did your gut feel like it was trembling?

“Ooh! Should we watch a movie?” Jake asked, it now being his turn to face you. Murmurs of agreement swarmed the table and through a mouthful of chicken, you also approved of the idea.

You swallowed the food in your mouth as you watched Sunghoon lift a cup of water to his lips. His throat bobbed. A droplet rested on his bottom lip as he stopped to take a breath. Since when was it so hot in the room?

Hastily, you turned to face Jake. “Can I have a sip, please?” you asked the brunette on your left and Jake nodded, wordlessly handing you the paper cup.

Jake took another bite, “It’s so relaxing to be like this.”

And it was. After the stress and intense emotions of I-Land, this moment of connection between the eight of you (Riki was already off and sleeping), brought that feeling where you were safe to be yourself. Any amount of work and heartache you had to endure was worth it. Just to be sitting here and watching your group members laugh and talk casually made your heart soar. From somewhere in the back of your brain you heard Sunghoon laugh and your head instantly turned to follow the happy sound.

And there he was, smiling and acting the most carefree you’d seen him since, well, you met him. Your brain felt like it was going blank as you watched him eat, it was so cute the way he was concentrating on his food and the slope of his nose looked beautiful as he leaned over the table. Out of all the emotions you’d felt that night, the pride that filled you as you watched him in that moment was the strongest. Sunghoon was one of the kindest and most caring people you’d ever had the joy of becoming close with, and not only was his appearance beautiful, but his soul was as well. He was so deserving of everything he’d earned in the previous summer months. So deserving of all of the people who had fallen in love with him. Deserving of all of your love.

Of your love?

“We’re going to see each other forever,” Jake’s wide eyes surprised you as he tilted his head to try and get you to look at him and away from Sunghoon. Heeseung peeked over his shoulder at the way your face had suddenly gone blank and lost some of its color, like you’d just come to an earth-shattering revelation (you had).

Quickly, he cleared his throat and looked away, “I’m super happy I got to debut with such great people.”

“Awww, so sweet,” Sangmi teased.

“The eldest brother!” Jungwon added and Sunghoon repeated what the younger said, unaware of the way your heart jumped at the sound of his voice.

Jake reached around your small upper body to hit Heeseung on the shoulder, “Wow, our eldest brother.”

“Heeseung would be a great leader when we debut,” Sunghoon continued, and despite being lost in your thoughts, trying to sort out whatever tidal wave emotion that had rushed through you in a split second, you nodded subconsciously.

Jungwon dropped his chopsticks down on the other side of the table, “We’re all one year apart!”

“Do you want me to be the leader?”

“16, 17, 17, 16, 18, 18, 19, 20!” Sunoo counted off, ignoring Heeseung’s question. Jungwon hummed.

“I want Jay to help a little if I become the leader,” Heeseung said, mostly to himself, but everyone still listened.

“Not Jay!” Sunghoon exclaimed, “Jay should continue to be the life leader.”

“What about YN-ie?” Sangmi offered, giggling at your thoughtless expression.

Your eyes snapped around at the mention of your name, “Huh?”

The others just laughed.

“Thank you,” you tilted your head in a bow as your individual interview finally wrapped up, clapping softly as you stood and the staff began packing up the gear. It would just be the other cameras sprinkled around the house that would film the rest of the night.

“Good work today!” one of the staff cheered and you responded with a smile. The majority of the rooms were silent as you followed the film team towards the entrance of the dorm and you figured that the rest of your members had already begun drifting off to sleep while you stayed up as the final person to answer questions. Mentally, you rolled your eyes.

“Get back safe!” you said as they waved goodbye and only a few seconds passed as the team turned away from the door before you closed it and locked it, pulling on the handle three times to make sure that it was truly locked. There was a privacy gate that surrounded the neighborhood, since the area you were now living in was a neighborhood HYBE had designated for some of their artists, but a motto that had been ingrained into your brain by your mother was “better safe than sorry”.

Sighing to yourself, you followed the still slightly unfamiliar path into the kitchen to collect your bag before finding your way into one of the two bathrooms. The thought of whether or not this was the one Sangmi had used had been disregarded by you and you pushed your hair back with the Cinnamoroll headband you’d received the previous year for Christmas, only thinking of getting your skincare done and heading to bed.

You were exhausted, all of the excitement and adrenaline finally wearing off as the sound of the running sink met your ears. The cool water on your face felt heavenly and some of the cloudiness in your brain began evaporating as you scrubbed away at your skin. Sunghoon had yet to leave your brain though. Yes, you had always found him attractive, and of course affection for him had always been present, but since when did things feel so deep? Your heart was burning with a sense of longing and hope, images of the two of you doing anything and everything together filling your head. This emotion of fondness was uncharted territory to you, and with the unknown, came fear.

It hadn’t even been a full 24 hours of being a debut team and you were already proving those that had claimed you would fall for your team members right. The hate that all of the girls had received for being in a co-ed show you now understood because it was justifiable.

You would fall for them too, you thought bitterly as you pumped vitamin C serum into your hand.

This industry was cruel, you’d been aware of that since your first week as a trainee, but the fans were even cruller. The way they would pick apart the women was something you were dreading, and you would be damned if you gave those who hated you another reason to tear you down. So whatever you were feeling now had to be just a brief moment of weakness because you refused to be vulnerable for those who wanted to be in your position.

A droplet of water fell onto your hand and you let out a watery laugh as you realized you had started crying. Halfheartedly, you wiped your eyes before removing your contacts, slipping your glasses on before you changed into your pajamas. A final glance in the mirror showed you that your eyes were still a bit red, but it was no bother to you since you figured that Sangmi was already sleeping and you could play the color off as fatigue if you really needed to.

As quietly as possible, you exited the bathroom, balancing all of your products in your left hand as you tried to open your backpack with your right hand. But with your luck, you could only watch as your bottle of face wash fell off the top of the pile and onto the floor, letting out a small ‘thump’ as it landed.

“Of course,” you whispered to yourself, staying still as you glanced around the hallway, making sure the small noise didn’t wake anyone up. Once you were positive that the rest of the group was still asleep, you shuffled your feet a bit and began to try and squat down to reach the object. Maybe it wasn’t your best idea, considering your hands were still full, but tiredness had a grip on your thinking, and with the already overwhelming amount of emotions running through your veins, all you wanted to do was fall asleep.

The sound of a door opening startled you, the soft creek causing your head to snap over your shoulder and for the rest of your skincare to topple out of your hand and crash onto the group.

“Shit,” Sunghoon’s voice was raspy as he rushed over to you. You could only stare at him as he knelt next to you, checking the packaging to make sure nothing broke before placing everything into your backpack.

“Did I wake you up?” you whispered to him and he shook his head, finishing zipping up your bag.

“I was already gonna go to the bathroom,” his eyes flicked up to meet yours and you instantly looked down, “and I heard the noise, but I didn’t really think anything of it.” You nodded and pushed yourself up, him following suit, “I can’t believe they kept you so late.”

“Considering we have to get up at six tomorrow?” A soft laugh was shared between you both.

“No, I just can’t believe that they were willing to deal with your attitude.”

“I am not the brat you believe me to be, Sunghoon-oppa,” you said, teasingly rolling your eyes at him.

He grinned and the sight of his fangs made your insides go soft, “Only when you’re tired.”

“Only when 5 '11”, ex-ice skaters won’t leave me alone.”

“Oh, hush,” he whispered, hitting your hands away from him, “and go to bed.”

“Goodnight, Sunghoon-oppa.” You turned to head to your room only for his hand to find your wrist pulling you back around. His face suddenly appeared concerned, eyebrows furrowing. His other hand found your arm and he pulled you closer. If it weren’t for the fact that you were practically nose-to-nose with him now and your heart was suddenly about to beat its way out of your chest, you probably would’ve deduced that he was trying to piece together why your eyes were so red.

“Were you crying?”

The abruptness of his question caught you off-guard and you could only gape at his words, “Nuh- No. I’m just tired.”

The change of tone in the short conversation made your face grow hot. You weren’t sure why you were embarrassed that he’d been able to piece your emotions together that quickly, but it probably had something to do with how you were a horrible liar.

Sunghoon’s hands that were still gripping onto your arms were making it extremely hard to concentrate as well, the feeling of his fingers pressing into your skin was lighting a fire under your nerves. Electricity was coursing through you at his touch.

“Are you still worried that people won’t like you?”

“I’m always worried that people won’t like me,” you said. “It’s- it’s um,” you cleared your throat, “It’s just something else. I’m just… thinking about someone in a way I’d rather not.” Your laugh never sounded so wrong before as you acted out from your nervousness. Sunghoon tilted his head slightly, the expression on his face cluing to you that his concern was slowly melting away.

“Who?” Are you kidding me.

Your breathing was getting heavy, the sound of his voice and the overall closeness of him was making it extremely difficult to think. His scent was infiltrating your senses and filling your brain with thoughts of–Sunghoon, Sunghoon, Sunghoon. All you could do was laugh awkwardly.

“Oh… he– You wouldn’t know him.”

“I wouldn’t know him?” Sunghoon’s tone abruptly became rough and you mentally face-palmed yourself. Of course, you would accidentally bring up what you were trying to avoid. “Don’t tell me you’re seeing somebody.”

“I’m not seeing anyone,” you repeated back to him. His dark eyes were holding your own and you had a sudden pull towards him, like you were in a trace, “I’m not.”

Sunghoon didn’t look like he was convinced.

“But you have romantic feelings for someone?”

“Ye– No. No, I um… I don’t know?” And without warning, he was even closer than before, and in an attempt to combat the heat that was beginning to build within you, you moved backward.

Step.

“Hmm. Well, I do.” Your stomach dropped at the three words.

Step.

“You do?” Sunghoon hummed, hands running down the expanse of your arms, removing your backpack from your hands and letting it fall to the floor.

Step.

“And I think about her with everything I do. She reminds me of home, like a cold day where I sit next to the fire because the warmth is what keeps me going, and she makes me question everything I’ve ever felt.”

Your back met the wall behind you and you felt how your mouth was slightly opened from Sunghoon’s words.

“She’s like air to me. Seeing her happy is like a drug for me because it brings me a kind of joy I’ve never experienced before. I want to give her the world, I would do anything she asks me to–”

“She’s very lucky.”

“And I’ve been in love with her ever since I saw her on that stage.”

The intenseness in the way he was speaking made you tremble and the reality of his words was one you didn’t want to face. Your relationship with Sunghoon was one you weren’t willing to lose and him confessing and making everything real was so unbelievably scary. You were desperate for a world where you could be with him, but with it being so early in your career, you didn’t want to risk his future and everything he’d worked for.

“Sunghoon–”

His hands slid up to your neck and your slim fingers reached up to grip his own. “I apologize for the suddenness, but I think I’m in love with you–”

“Sunghoon. We can’t,” you murmured, heartbreaking as you did so. You couldn’t bear to look in his eyes at that moment, scared of what expression might be evident in them. The strength of your hands on his told a different story than your rejection, though. “Not right now.”

“What do you mean?” The sentence made you feel like crying again.

“It’s too soon, Hoon,” you said, rubbing the skin of his hands with your thumbs. “If we try anything, the company won’t be happy. Our fans won’t be happy–”

“But wouldn’t you be happy? If we tried anything?” His grip moved to your face and he tilted your head so you had no choice but to look at him. Sunghoon rested his forehead on yours and you squeezed your eyes shut to stop yourself from sobbing. “I want you to be happy…”

“And I don’t want to ruin everything you’ve worked for.” You gently removed his touch from your cheeks, but refused to release his hands, holding them between your two bodies, “I’m happy if I get to have you even like this.”

“I love you.”

Your lips were pressed into a firm pout and you finally found the bravery to look at him, “I love you.” Water was brimming both of your eyes at this point, and he frowned before leaning closer to you only for you to bring your intertwined hands up between your chests to stop him.

“Let me just once,” he whispered. You bit your lip. It wasn’t smart if you allowed him to do what you thought he wanted to, it would only make things harder for you both. Harder to let everything go and let this love fizzle out. Even though it never would.

Against your better judgment, you nodded and his lips met yours without another moment wasted.

You never knew a kiss could be mournful, but that was exactly what this felt like. Sunghoon moved against you so effortlessly, like he was meant to kiss you and you wanted to live in the moment forever. His lips were so soft, so full, and he suckled on your bottom lip before he pressed his tongue onto yours. Salty tears from your eyes mixed with Sunghoon’s flavor and the taste only furthered your heartbreak. Your movements were inexperienced and messy, after all this would be your first kiss, and nothing about it was like the rom-com dramas and romance novels you adored apart from the fact that it was with someone you were in love with.

Through the way Sunghoon held onto your face and desperately pressed his body against yours you could read how he was saying, “I can’t let you go, but if it’s what you think is best, then I’ll do anything you ask.” And in return, you held him close as your way of saying “I’m sorry. I love you.”

Then the burning of your lungs became too much and you pulled yourself away.

Sunghoon said nothing as you collected your bag off the ground and moved past him to your bedroom. Unintentionally, you slammed the door shut behind you and your heart shook with the sound of the bang. You couldn’t help the feeling of regret that clawed its way onto you, like some sort of ugly second skin that you couldn’t get rid of. The thought of “What if”.

“YN-ie?” Sangmi’s voice was groggy as she roused at the commotion you’d created. You sniffled and set the backpack at the foot of your bed, acting as if you didn’t hear her. “Honey, what’s wrong?”

More tears were on your cheeks.

“He– I– I…” and with that, you were sobbing in the most unattractive way. Sangmi instantly was out of her bed, arms finding your shoulders and pressing your face into her neck as you released your heartbreak into your best friend’s skin.

Ever since that first night, the tension between you and Sunghoon had been unbearable. Not only for both of you but for the other members as well. Sangmi hadn’t left you alone longer than necessary after you’d cried your heart out to her and fallen asleep with her in her bed, too worried that you wouldn’t be able to get through it alone. Especially with your young age and the stresses that were already beginning to pile up as the recording for Enhypen’s debut album commenced. The other boys were always by your side too. They didn’t know exactly what had happened, but they could sense something was off and began copying the way Sangmi was taking care of you.

And while you were thankful for their concern, you were desperate to no longer be coddled.

“Your voice is so pretty,” Jake mused to you as the two of you exited the recording studio, leaving Jay and Heeseung behind to finish up some more background vocals.

You and Jake had meetings to attend to as the last part of the day’s schedule due to brands already requesting endorsements with you both, Louis Vuttion for Jake and Miu Miu for you. You figured that they must’ve been pretty desperate to secure a brand deal with you both considering the group had yet to debut.

“I think I strained too much today. I don’t know what’s been going on but my throat has been so dry lately.”

Jake offered you his water. You shook your head, not wanting to take even more since you’d drank from it for the entirety of the recording session, but he simply sighed at your stubbornness and pushed the bottle into your hands.

“You should let me take care of you more often,” he pouted and you giggled at the sight.

“I already have six other people worried about me. You don’t need to look after me too.” The way he was looking at you shifted and the smirk that revealed itself on his lips made heat rise to your face. Hastily, you took a sip from his water.

“Can’t I love you?”

“No!” you blurted and laughed at your reaction.

“Relax, I’m just messing with you.” Embarrassed, you shared a small laugh with him. “But what has been going on? I don’t feel as close to you as we were on I-Land.”

“Trauma response.” He wrestled his water bottle from your hands, faking annoyance. “Sorry! I’m sorry!” you laughed as Jake pulled his hood up over his face, a faux saddened expression on his handsome features and he tried to turn away from you. You stopped to throw your arms around him, stopping his strides and pinning his arms down as you brought your face close to his. “Aww, don’t pout. ‘I’m just messing with you,’” you said, mocking his accent.

He tried to brush his nose against yours and you immediately jumped away.

“Back up, buddy.”

“Oh so you’ll kiss Sunghoon but not me?” Your stomach plummeted to the floor.

The first thing you felt was panic. Worry about who else knew and how Jake found out being what struck you. Then, you were angry. And with the look on Jake’s face, he knew he said something he shouldn’t have.

“Wait, I didn’t mean that–”

“How’d you know about that?” you whispered angrily and the shuffling of other staff at the end of the hallway briefly distracted you, enough for Jake to loop your arm with his and pull you towards the elevators that would take you to your meeting rooms. “Slow– Slow down Jake! God…”

The both of you stopped in front of the elevator and he pressed the up button.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that. It was out of line–”

“It’s fine, but what did… What did he tell you?”

Jake sighed, “Just that you guys kissed. Didn’t really mention anything else but he seemed so upset. And now,” he huffed out a breath of air. “He’s not really talking to any of us.”

Your eyebrows furrowed harshly as you blinked up at him. Sunghoon wasn’t talking to any of them? You hadn’t seen him a lot in the past week, partly because you were avoiding him and partly because the schedules were increasingly becoming more and more busy. But from the times that you had seen him, he didn’t seem any different than he normally did. You had thought you were doing the right thing: giving him time away from you to heal, when really, you had just been thinking of yourself and the hurt your decision had caused you. More often than not, you cared for others intensely, and when you would finally recognize how suffocating you were being, you would withdraw completely. You needed to have the power to leave before the other person did.

“Is something going on with you two?”

“I don’t know what to do Jake,” you muttered as the elevator dinged. He carefully grasped onto your sleeve and directed you into the small space, “I just thought that, you know, we technically aren’t even in the industry yet and… I’m just so tired of feeling scared of everything.”

Jake cooed a soft “No” at your words and pulled you into a tight hug. The grounding feeling of his arms around you chipped away at your anger and worry, and his natural scent with the coconut and vanilla body wash Sangmi had bought for him helped the unease in your head slowly evaporate.

“Don’t be scared of Sunghoon,” he said after he felt how your breathing had slowed, “Don’t be scared of any of us.”

“I don’t want to be the reason for something bad to happen to you guys. I don’t want you guys to hate me.” You sniffed and internally cringed at how pathetic you sounded, “What if I do something bad and you all leave me?”

His chin left your head and as soon as you looked up, you saw the almost offended look he had in his eyes.

“Do you know how stupid you sound right now?” Your face scrunched at his words and you went to push him away before he stopped you. “We would never, ever, leave you,” he said, “We’re all too obsessed with you to even let you out of our sights for a minute. And– and, you’re such a good person. It’s so easy to see that and we all love you so much.”

Jake paused and you had to focus on the dinging from the elevator going up another two floors to stop yourself from sniffing again.

His eyes fell downwards to the floor as he spoke up again, “Especially Sunghoon.” He almost sounded sad, but you let it go. “So I don’t want you to be scared of how you feel for him. And after this meeting, I want you to go to him and tell him you want to be with him.”

“Jake–”

“No, really, because I know that if you don’t do it now, you never will,” he pushed and unfortunately, he was right. “Embrace being loved for once. I want you to understand how much you deserve it.”

The robotic female voice signaled that you had arrived at the floor where you were going to have your meetings and Jake released you at the sound. You gripped onto his torso for one longer moment, though, squeezing him tightly.

“You’re amazing.”

He laughed, “I know I am.”

Jake watched as you smiled up at him, only to let your hand fall into his as you pulled him out of the elevator and into the hallway. As lightly as he could, he squeezed your hand three times, hoping you wouldn’t know what it meant.

It had been easy to talk to the members on the car ride back to the dorms, the four of you discussing the upcoming trip to Jeju-do for the further production of the debut EP and what was for dinner that night. You all had more filming to do for the end of your day and the ENHYPEN&Hi episode, so you were thankful that you’d had only a two-hour dance practice earlier.

“I’m so hungryy,” you whined to Jake and Riki whined along with you, trying to match your pitch. “Riki-chan, stop.”

“Forget hungry, she’s hangry,” Jake teased.

You pouted at him and Heeseung laughed at the way your lips pressed together, “Is my charm broken today or something? Why aren’t you guys fussing over me and offering me snacks?”

“I’ll make you raymeon as soon as we get back, okay?”

“Fine,” you agreed to Jake’s offer.

Heeseung smiled, “How was your meeting?”

“Unbelievable,” you smiled, suddenly giddy with excitement. “It’s still crazy that Miu Miu wants me to be a house ambassador.”

“Wow, Aoki YN, your impact is so amazing. Total It-Girl.”

“If you’re jealous Riki-chan, just say that,” you sassed before turning back to Heeseung. “They want to do a magazine cover with me in December to announce it.”

“Well, you certainly have their princess vibes down to a T.”

“Because I’m pretty?”

“Because you’re spoiled–”

“My meeting was great too, Heeseung-hyung, thanks for asking,” Jake interrupted and Riki laughed loudly at the elder. The trio continued to bicker as you rested your head on the window, listening now and then for one of their creative comments and giggling.

But your head was still spinning, heart heavy with worry for Sunghoon. You had genuinely thought that you were doing the right thing by shutting down your love for him despite knowing it would never end for you. The idea of setting him free had convinced you to disregard yourself, but thanks to Jake, you’d come to face the reality that the idea of letting him go was just an excuse for you to disregard your fear of vulnerability. And you couldn’t help but think of all of the times Sunghoon had been there for you, comforted you, made you laugh, and in return, you couldn’t even fully open yourself up to him.

You wanted everything with him. You did want something real.

Jake leaned over your shoulder, peering at your face and searching for any signs that you were upset. The corners of his lips gently turned up into a small reassuring smile. You returned the action.

“I would love to go to an actual restaurant,” Heeseung suddenly said, and you figured that at some point when you were lost in your thoughts, they’d changed the topic of conversation once again.

“Ooh!” Riki exclaimed, “I want to try a Saengson Hoejip.”

You shifted a little in your seat so you were facing them, “We might as well go to a sushi place then.”

“Mhm, they’re very different,” Heeseung said.

“I’m not very well-versed in my types of raw fish.”

Heeseung smiled, “That just tells me I need to take you out to more places to eat.”

“As long as I can come,” Riki added. Heeseung rolled his eyes at the younger and Riki let out an offended sound at the action.

“Me too! Me too!” Jake laughed and as they began to jokingly argue once again, you were relieved to see the gate for the community the dorm was in. And then you remembered what you promised Jake you would do that night and the relief morphed into anxiety.

Would Sunghoon hate you for changing your mind? Would he assume you were playing with his feelings? Or maybe he wouldn’t trust you because he thought you would randomly reject him again. You could only hope that he would at least give you another chance.

The car traveled down the road crowded with the apartments that other groups and wealthier citizens lived in and you watched as they passed, trying to piece together what you would say to Sunghoon that night. But as the four of you were dropped off and the moon shone down on you, you realized that it was pointless. You would be too nervous in front of him to remember any sort of speech. Heeseung typed in the code and held the door for Jake, Riki, and you before heading in himself and you heard the consoling sound of the locks clicking into place.

“I’m gonna go change and then I’ll meet you in the kitchen,” you said to Jake and he nodded in agreement. The both of you moved towards your still rather bare rooms, and you quickly picked out a pair of plaid pajama pants. To your disappointment, most of your crewnecks were dirty, so you pulled on a random hoodie that you’d stowed away in your bag after finding it in the studio earlier that day.

Your sock-clad feet padded noiselessly against the tiled floor as you headed for the kitchen, catching the sight of Sunghoon, Sunoo, and Sangmi sitting in the living room together. Sunghoon was too engrossed in his phone to pay attention to you walking by, but the image of him still looking so princely despite being in lounge clothing and bare-faced made your heart race.

Swallowing was painful against your dry throat and you turned into the kitchen, where the smell of food was already beginning to drift into the air. Your stomach grumbled.

“Jungwon-oppa!” you exclaimed, seeing your fellow 04-liner helping Jake at the stove. Grinning, you spun around the corner of the counter and slid yourself into the space between the two boys. You wound an arm around him, leaning in for a kind of hug, “I missed you today.”

His ears turned a darker shade of pink, “Be careful, it’s hot.”

“Can I help?”

“You can go sit at the table,” Jake offered and you hit his arm at the comment, him and Jungwon laughing.

“Fine. But I want a good portion of that,” you demanded, your other arm going around Jungwon’s waist as he opened his package of spices and began pouring them into the boiling water.

He rested his cheek on the top of your head, “Of course.” And then a quick kiss was planted on your hair before he was nudging you away with his hip.

“Geez… Ok, ok! I’m going!” you giggled as he continued to bump you.

“This looks so good,” Jay said loudly as he walked into the kitchen and you decided that it was his turn to receive a hug as you moved away from Jungwon. Without even sparing you a glance, Jay opened his arms for you to rush into.

“No, no,” Jungwon said as Jay and you waddled along behind the two, “We asked you before.”

Heeseung, now in a pink hoodie and Winnie the Pooh pajama pants, wasn’t far behind Jay and he approached the youngsters who were cooking as well. “That looks so good,” he said, nudging you and Jay to the side so he could stand between Jake and Jungwon.

“Get out of here,” you giggled, moving away from Jay to nudge Heeseung back. The elder smiled.

“It looks really good,” he repeated as he left the kitchen.

Jay tugged on the sleeve of your hoodie, “Is this Sunghoon’s?” You tucked a piece of hair behind your ear as you looked down at the clothing.

“Oh. Yeah, it is.”

Jake’s head whipped over his shoulder, “Did you two already make up?” Your eyes widened at his comment and you violently began shaking your head from side to side. Trying to signal to him that this was not the time and place to talk about you and Sunghoon. He furrowed his eyebrows, confused, “You haven’t?”

“What’s going on between you and Sunghoon?” Jay asked, glancing between you and Jake. Jake flushed as a death glare was sent his way from you.

“Nothing, nothing,” you cleared your throat and let your eyes trail up to Jay’s face, “I think he’s just tired of me stealing his things.”

Jungwon laughed, “As if. I swear sometimes he leaves his stuff around cause he knows you’re gonna pick it up.”

“Nah, you’re lying,” Jake cut in, “If anyone does that, it’s Jay-hyung.”

Jungwon laughed loudly as he picked up the pan to assist Jake in finishing the ramyeon. Jay’s face had fallen flat in faux anger, as it often did whenever he was teased by the members.

“We all do it, actually!” The sight of your smile directed towards him made his heart stutter, “You always clean our clothes after you wear them.”

Your mouth fell open, “You think I smell bad?!”

“No! No–”

“You’re the best-smelling person in this whole dorm,” Heeseung said as he walked back into the kitchen. He began collecting and placing chopsticks for the ramyeon on the table, “Always remind me of cupcakes or something.”

You pouted, “Well, good. I’ve spent too much on perfume for me to stink.”

Moving away from the stove, you sat down at the table next to Heeseung, waiting for Jake to be done stirring the noodles. Which, apparently, had already been done, considering how quickly bowls were placed on the table after you’d sat down. The pan with the food had been placed at the center, and you gently nudged the Nintendo Switch Heeseung was playing on in his direction.

“Let’s take a photo of this!” Jake exclaimed, pulling out his phone and sitting down before holding the device out to take a selfie. Leaning onto Heeseung’s shoulder, you offered a peace sign, like he and Jungwon were doing.

As soon as the camera was down, the man on your right began to dish the ramyeon into his bowl and you carefully began to take some of your own as well.

“Does this even keep you warm?” you asked through a mouthful of noodles as you pulled on the sleeve of Heeseung’s sweatshirt, referencing the hole in the shoulder.

He slurped his food loudly, “Not really but I have a shirt on underneath.” He turned to show you the other piece of clothing through the hole in the back.

“That seems counterproductive.”

Jungwon laughed at your thought, “At least it’s not that cold right now.”

“Clearly,” Jake scooped up more raymeon with his chopsticks, “Jay’s standing there in shorts and drinking an iced drink.”

You peered around Heeseung to the second oldest, who was leaning on the counter and enjoying his drink, “Do you want some food?”

Jungwon shook his head for Jay, “No. You eat.”

“I was just asking…” you trailed off as Sunoo joined the rest of you in the kitchen.

“Consider your health though. You haven’t eaten since this morning,” Jake said and you felt your cheeks heat at their thoughtfulness.

Sunoo stood next to the table, tying the front part of his hair into a small ponytail that resembled the sprout of a plant. “That’s crazy,” he said, commenting on how good the meal smelled.

No one said anything in response, knowing that he was searching for someone to offer him food.

“You can have a bite,” Heeseung offered after swallowing his mouthful. Sunoo thought for a moment before leaning towards the camera, squishing his cheeks up into a smile. You laughed at the cute sight.

After finishing your serving, you gathered the remaining food into your bowl, “Is Sangmi-unniei in our room?”

“I think so,” Sunoo said. “If not, she’s probably showering.”

You hummed in affirmation and stood up, taking the bowl with you. After bidding the boys good night, you waved at the camera at the end of the table, “See you soon!” And as you left the room, you could distantly hear the others chuckling inaudibly at your exit.

The sight of Sunghoon still sitting on the living room floor, phone in his hands stopped you though.

You peered down at the warm bowl of food in your hands. Should you offer him the ramyeon as a peace offering? What if he hasn’t eaten?

Your mouth moved before you could stop it, “Hey Sunghoon-oppa.” His head whipped up, surprise written on his face. His eyes were so beautiful, it made your heart race. Like it was trying to beat out of your chest and reach him. You tilted the dish in your hand towards him, “Have you eaten?”

He shook his head. He still appeared too stunned to speak.

“Would you like this?”

He blinked quickly, closing his mouth which had fallen open a bit without either of you noticing. “Yeah… um–” he slid to the side a bit, “Sit here.”

So you did. Without breaking eye contact with him, you handed him the ramyeon, and for a moment, you watched him eat in silence. To put it simply, you were happier sitting on the tile floor and watching the boy you were in love with eat than you had been in the past two weeks.

Your mind spiraled as you sat close to him, knees brushing, and a warm feeling filled your heart. The emotion of yearning was one you’d become familiar with recently, and now, that finally had come to a stop. By looking at him, you could imagine a future again, one with lazy mornings together and a life where instead of worrying about ruining his career, you would help him grow. You would take it one day at a time because you loved him.

The glass bowl clinked as Sunghoon set it down on the tile. He wiped his mouth. You tried to not stare at his lips. You’ve kissed those lips before–

“Is that my hoodie?”

Taken by surprise at his question, you gaped at him for a split second before you moved to stare down and brush the front of the clothing off.

“Yeah um… I’m sorry,” you moved to take it off before you remembered that you weren’t wearing anything underneath. “I’ll give it back to you. I just didn’t have anything else really to wear. Well, I did, but nothing I would want to sleep in–”

He cut you off with a small laugh, “It’s okay YN-ie. You can keep it if you want.”

“Ah,” you tucked your knees up to your chest. “Wait, really?”

Sunghoon nodded, “I meant what I said that night.” He looked at you, really looked at you (it felt like he was staring straight through your soul) and you softened at the adoration in his eyes. “I want you to be happy.”

You sniffled, “Over a sweatshirt?”

“Even over a sweatshirt.” You shared a laugh.

“I actually wanted to talk to you…” you trailed off, gathering your courage before speaking again, “About that night.”

Sunghoon’s face fell, “I know. I overstepped and it was out of nowhere and I’m sorry–”

“Don’t apologize,” you said hushedly. Your hand shook as you reached to grab him, “I’m sorry.” Sunghoon was shaking his head in disagreement, but you chose to ignore it. “I love you,” you were speaking in hushed tones now, “I love you more than I’ve loved anyone in my life and it’s so scary,” the last part was weak in volume but strong in emotion. You could only hope that Sunghoon heard it. “It was wrong of me to shut you down like that after letting you kiss me and, Hoon– Hoon I… I want to try.”

The tears came quickly to your eyes and his free thumb reached up to wipe the water under your eyes away. You didn’t miss the way his own shone with a new kind of happiness, though.

“Don’t apologize. You’re allowed to feel however you want and I don’t want you to think that it’s not okay to say what you want.” You leaned into his touch, relishing in the way it felt like it set your skin on fire, “But I don’t want you to rush anything.”

“I’m not rushing–”

“Have you thought about us?” His question caught you off-guard. “All of those worries from before… are they gone?”

“I’m tired of pretending that I don’t need you, Hoon.”

He sighed shakily, leaning his head back, “I don’t want you to regret this.”

“Sunghoon-ssi, would you like to be my boyfriend.” It wasn’t a question. Instead, it was more of a statement, and it made him look back down at you instantly. There was something you couldn’t read in his eyes and his lack of response made nerves begin to grow in your chest. Doubt riddled your head, but you remained confident. Disregarding your fears was a difficult feat, and you were doing your best to be brave to him.

“You can’t just ask that,” the whiny tone in his voice was so rare for him, and it made you laugh. “I’m being serious, YN-ah.”

You closed your mouth, but the smile didn’t go anywhere, “Right, right. Sorry.”

He blinked slowly at you, “I’m asking for the sake of both of us. I don’t want you to make a mistake you regret and I don’t want to be hurt again.”

“I’ve spent the past two weeks thinking about nothing except for you,” you whispered to him. His thoughts pulled at your heartstrings a bit and you couldn’t believe that you’d neglected showing Sunghoon the care and love he deserved for so long. “And if I’ve regretted anything… it’s been not trying to do anything.” You rested your forehead against his, like the first time you’d both confessed to each other. “I want you and I’ll spend as long as it takes to prove that to you,” you said, pausing to take a deep breath. “I made a mistake and I want to make up for it.”

He kissed you. Sitting in the empty living room, on the floor with the laughter of the other members drifting in from the kitchen, and it made you melt.

It was just as messy as the first one, but it made you feel connected to him. The almost bruising possessiveness that he used to press his lips against yours made your stomach weak, and you desperately curled your hands into his hair to hold him against you. And at the touch of your fingers on his scalp, Sunghoon nibbled at your bottom lip and you almost groaned at the sensation.

It was over sooner than you’d like. He pulled back, probably to satisfy the need to breathe. His warm eyes were on you instantly and shyness immediately overtook you. You looked down to try and hide the blush on your cheeks and the way you giggled to yourself.

One of Sunghoon’s fingers hooked under your chin to pull you back up to him and you were met with the sight of him smiling softly at your excitement.

“You want to?” he quietly asked, and you were so distracted from the kiss that it took you a moment to realize that he was talking about what you’d said before.

You nodded, “Of course I do.”

“Then you can start by being my girlfriend.” Sunghoon’s smile grew to the point where his fangs were on display. You pretended to pout.

“I asked you first.”

He groaned, pulling you towards him and you shuffled with him to cuddle into his chest.

“I would love to be your girlfriend, Sunghoon-oppa.” And, god, when was the last time you saw him this happy?

“You realize this is the second time we’ve made out in front of the cameras?” You glanced over at the camera sitting on the floor next to you both and then at the one in the top corner of the room. Embarrassed, you buried your face into his neck, inhaling the calming scent that was Park Sunghoon.

“At least the one on the floor is turned off,” you said, voice muffled into his skin. Sunghoon laughed, although you weren’t sure if it was from what you said or the way your lips tickled his skin.

“It’s okay,” he added, “maybe they’ll use this footage and it’ll let everyone know that you’re taken now.”

You pulled back to look at his stupidly wide grin and you giggled before slapping his chest playfully, “More like it’ll make all of those fangirls back off of you.”

Sunghoon sighed, “I love you.”

“I love you,” you said back, almost immediately. He stretched one of his legs out from the criss-cross position he’d been sitting in and his foot hit the empty bowl of ramyeon. It clattered loudly, making you jump and look over your shoulder at it. “Ugh…” you groaned as you pushed yourself up into a standing position.

Sunghoon frowned up at you, “Where'er you going?” You made a gesture at the ramyeon.

“That,” you said as the boy also stood up, taking the bowl with him, “Was supposed to be for Sangmi.”

He let out a small ‘Ah’ of realization, “But you gave it to me.”

“Mhm,” you said as you both walked slowly in the direction of where everyone else was. “I gave it to you. Boyfriend.” And the way he grinned at his new title only confirmed to you, that your worries were no longer anything to be worried about.

마리셀의 노트 , hehe first full length fic! this is the first part in a series that shows how each of the members joined the relationship and we’re starting with hoon😁🥹 some of this probably doesn’t make sense but it’s only because there’s a lot of stuff that goes down in I-LAND!! same goes with how quickly you n hoon get together… more background that will hopefully be showed in the I-LAND chapters💕💗 I’ll try to post some drabbles with the other members soon, but no promises lol🤷‍♀️ until then, thank you so much for the support I’ve received so far! it means the world to me💐🌷

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freak on a leash - p.js

words: 1.32k // warnings: cussing, unprotected piv, "sir" kink, reader is referred to as "princess" "puppy" "whore" and "bitch", mean dom!jay, brat!reader, established relationship, mentioned enhypen members, this isn't a complete smut but basically the lead up?? beginning??

you and jay had been dating for a while now - almost two years, actually - and you could’ve sworn blind that you’d never seen him this angry. of course, you absolutely deserved it. spending the entire day riling him up, teasing him and flirting with his friends. god, you even went as far as to flash him your bare cunt at him from beneath your tiny fucking skirt the second you were left alone in heeseung’s living room for more than 5 seconds.

so yeah, you definitely deserved the anger radiating off of his body in waves right now, but you couldn’t bring yourself to regret what got you here in the slightest.

“you think you’re so funny, don’t you,” jay seethed from across the center console, knuckles turning white at his tight grip on the steering wheel. “so big and clever, just trying to wind me up like i won’t do anything about it.”

you shrugged, a smile teasing the corners of your lips as you watched your boyfriend try to contain his emotions behind the wheel. “yeah, i do, actually. i thought you would’ve gotten better at dealing with this by now… maybe i don’t test you enough, after all.”

he chuckled darkly, kissing his teeth with a raise of his eyebrows.

“know your limit, y/n. i mean it.”

the drive was silent after that; you, in the passenger seat, proud of your work, and in your own world entirely. jay, on the other hand, was almost pulsing with fury. had he not trained you well enough? surely you knew better than to act like some common whore, in front of his best friends of all people. in all honesty, he’d had more than enough of you walking all over him and thinking you’d get away with no consequences.

the second he had parked the car, you bounced out of your seat, skipping towards the apartment block - seemingly, without a care in the world - but jay knew full well that you were choosing your actions to infuriate him. always a gentleman at heart, he always insisted on opening doors for you and holding your hand when walking across streets or car parks. by taking that away from him, you were just trying to piss him off more. and god knew that he’d had enough of your bullshit.

as soon as the elevator doors had pressed closed, jay had you pinned to the wall by your neck, face so close to yours that his nose was brushing your cheek and his breath was fanning over you. your heart - and, admittedly, your pussy - throbbed at the action. you’d always loved how easily jay could manhandle you, and adding anger to the mix just heightened how good it felt.

“i swear to fucking god, if you know what’s good for you, you’ll listen to me, yeah?” he hissed, other hand coming to grip your hip so tightly that you winced. “when we get in, i’m going to go and get a drink. and when i come back into the bedroom, you better be face down on that mattress, ass up and hands behind your back.”

he released you when the elevator stopped at your floor, and you took the opportunity to get one last dig in at him.

“and if i don’t?”

he scoffed, leaving you trailing behind him as he walked towards your shared front door and pushed his way into the hallway. “if you don’t.. well, you better prepare to not be allowed anywhere near my cock for at least a week. nor will i touch you, and i know a stupid whore like you would lose their mind over that very quickly, huh?”

you were stunned. jay had joked about putting you on a sex ban a few times throughout your relationship, but only because you were insatiable - never as a punishment. surely, he wouldn’t? god… you didn’t think you wanted to find out if he was serious or not.

by the time you’d shaken yourself out of your trance and into the apartment, jay was already bustling about the kitchen, so you decided it was best to just do as he’d asked of you. you were quick to rid yourself of your sneakers, socks and jumper - leaving you in just a skimpy bralette and your tiny skirt, before crawling onto the bed.

you sat on my knees and waited patiently for jay’s arrival, the tell-tale closing of the cupboard letting you know that he was probably downing a glass of whiskey before dealing with you. your hands fidgeted in their place on your lap, and each second that jay took to come to the bedroom had you going beyond insane.

the door was wedged open so you could see jay coming, and you took a moment to appreciate how fucking good he looked with his hair ruffled and shirt half unbuttoned as he approached the room. however, all it took from him was a single glance in your direction to have you practically throwing yourself across the bed and into the position he wanted.

you knew he was staring at your core, your pussy entirely out on display and you had to fight back the urge to shake your hips, enticing him to come closer. no, that would just rile him up more, and you didn’t know if you could cope with an even bigger punishment than the one you had coming.

a shuffling noise came from behind you, and you felt the mattress dip as jay came to kneel behind you, hands coming to knead at the flesh of your ass.

“oh, so you wanna listen now, hmm?”

words failed out, only a garble of whines leaving your lips as you tried to formulate a response. jay chuckled at you, his hands moving to grip your hips as he ground his bulge against the curve of your ass.

“such a one-minded bitch, aren’t you? would do anything just to have me fucking ruin you like the common whore you are. all you think about is cock, surely i satisfy you better than that?”

you knew better than to bite back at his words, fully aware he was just trying to get you to slip up and have a reason to punish you more. you both were insatiable when it came to one another, and sharing a lot of… well, less than vanilla kinks, made times like this more interesting.

and honestly, jay’s heart swelled at the way you stayed quiet, allowing him to grip your wrists against the base of your spine, the feeling of your ass against him more heavenly than anything you could find in a church. he knew you were his good girl at heart, sometimes you just needed to be reminded of that. and he was more than willing to put you in your place when needed.

“such a pretty little thing, hmm? just needed sir’s attention to calm you down. like a little puppy, aren’t you?”

you whined at his words, your brain quickly turning to mush at the hot blaze his hands left on your skin.

before you could comprehend his actions, jay had pulled away to rid himself of his clothes, and the next thing you felt was his bare cock brushing against your folds. his tip nudged against your clit and you couldn’t help the way you shivered, hips rolling back against him.

“god, you’re sopping, baby. needed me that bad? how mean of me to keep you waiting like this..” he tsked, causing you to shake your head with a wail.

“not mean– never mean! so good to me, sir, need you so bad.”

you knew he grinned at that, but he indulged you anyway, pushing his tip past your walls and reveling in the way you keened at the sensation.

“gonna fuck you good, princess, i promise. make you forget why you felt the need to act like a brat.”

(a/n: scheduled post!)

-> don’t forget to reblog or comment if you like my works ♡ please refrain from modifying, translating, or copying my work. - © mixtape-racha

tags ✮⋆˙ : @pretty-racha @demetrisscarf @fluerz @bangtancultsposts @yevene

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copyhanni · 1 month

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god, i am so fucking pissed. i haven’t been on twit for a little bit but i just went on there and i’m bombarded with videos and photos of the members being mobbed. when i tell you i am so fucking pissed, you’d best fucking believe. i really don’t think that belift realizes, or they just don’t give a shit, that these intense situations can lead to a lot of mental and physical distress. like, i know someone did not just hit sunghoon in the fucking head with a goddamn phone!? especially after he just got back from being unwell?! when i tell you i am so close to fighting each and every single chinese “engene” that was there, i fucking mean it. like the mental affliction alone is a lot. the stress the members must have endured in that?? like imagine how claustrophobic it would be to have so many people, pressing themselves up against you to the point where it starts getting difficult to breathe. them screaming in your ears to the point you can barely hear your own voice. great way to induce a fucking panic attack. the stress of it all? like, belift does not fucking think!? not only the mental impact this could have on them, but also the physical effects that could potentially transpire? if the stress got to them, they literally could’ve fainted, thrown up, etc etc.

TW!! not only that, but what if someone tried something on one of the members. they could get groped or fucking killed. god forbid, but let’s face it. these “fans” are fucking insane. they’ve threatened to hurt our boys before. you have no idea what could happen if these situations are not handled appropriately and effectively. things could go so terribly wrong if someone actually did try to do something or had a weapon with them. belift is actively putting enhypen in consistent danger. they need to hire professionally trained bodyguards and have at least 2-3 bodyguards per member in order to properly protect them. the members are humans and belift needs to start treating them as such instead of as assets.

ensuring the safety of enhypen should be a top priority. i hope belift takes the necessary steps to protect them better. but knowing them, it’s unlikely…

tagging moots ( both here and wwonwonism ) ! @stariekis @ssunooism @sincerelyrki @saursoob @kairoot @minhypenalt @chaseyikis @riki-shenanigans @rikihqq @okwonyos @euncsace @kimsunoops @lilacnini

again, no need to interact, just felt i needed to get this out here. i hope enha is doing better, and i hope belift finally fucking does something but, again, knowing them, they likely won’t.

i’ve realized that this is my second-third serious post in such short time, but i realize that there’s just a lot of people who are messed up in the brain both when it comes to enha as one and riki by himself.

#important #enhypen #jungwon #heeseung #jay #jake #sunghoon #sunoo #ni ki #enhypen imagines #enhypen x reader #. ✿˙— rants !

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zyvlxqht · 29 days

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⋆·: ̗̀➛ decisions┊lhs.

pairing: idol!heeseung x hair stylist!reader

genres: fluff to angst (sorray 😣) word count: 2.7k+

warnings: hand holding. there’s like one kiss. slight forbidden love. crying. arguing. reader has second thoughts about the relationship. reader forgets anniversary. break up. let me know if i’m missing any!

mentions: enhypen members specifically jungwon, jake, and sunoo. bang pd. heeseung’s cover of ‘off my face’.

author’s note: a little something to keep your waiting interesting 🥹 this is something i’ve written a long awhile ago; i changed a few things but nonetheless, i hope you enjoy! i apologize in advance but i promise (no promises) it isn’t that… bad 🫂 this was proofread like one time only!!!

“ (now all becomes clear) one in a billion… “ his voice smoothly carries out the final performance of enhypen’s comeback show. there’s a stupid smile on his face as he sees jake make his way to him.

“ dude! that was amazing! " he snickered at the compliment, rushing out back after thanking jake. his members shared a few confused glances at how quick he left but to him, there was only one reason why and it was for you.

as soon as the door separating the stage and backroom opened, your eyes light up when you saw his slightly sweaty silver hair and the genuine smile plastered on his face. your heart raced and you almost run into his arms but you realize the setting you both were in, better to not risk it.

you mentally sigh to yourself before calling out to him “ heeseung! let’s get you all cooled down “ you say, flashing him a small smile as he makes his way to you. he gathers himself up, thanking you as he sits in the chair in front of you. he takes hold of your hand, his thumb making small circular motions on your palm.

he opens his mouth to finally speak but the sound of the door creaking meant the members and staff were nearby. immediately he let go of your hand and the lingering excitement he had; a sulking expression now on his face because he so badly wanted your opinion on his improvised high note.

loud chatter filled the room and the small moment that could’ve been something, disappeared.

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this became a new routine for you. what is it that makes having an idol boyfriend so hard? well for one, you’re his hair stylist.

it’s been about a few months since you landed the job and the idea of almost getting caught and sneaking around with him makes it even more worthwhile. you get to sneak small pecks on his forehead, hold his hand time to time, and sometimes even feed him a few snacks when no one’s looking. yeah, definitely worthwhile.

the boys had finished another round of rehearsals for tomorrow, it’s been a busy month since their comeback. you slowly make your way to heeseung, bringing along the small electric fan to help him.

“ here, this will probably be better than the thin paper you just folded. “ you glanced over at him when you realize his hand was already on yours, eyes stuck on each other.

his eyes sparkled and you didn’t know if you could ever look away. however, he takes the fan out of your hands and acts like nothing happened. you two share a small moment before snapping back to reality, taking a deep breath.

you turn back around to the corner desk, practically ignoring everyone’s stares in the room. you couldn’t believe how obvious that interaction was. thank god, your shift just ended. your cheeks flushed with embarrassment as you picked up your bags and left.

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once you’re home, you place your things down and lean against the countertop. you really need to make some mental notes so this doesn’t happen again. this is the first job you’ve been able to land in so long and you really need it. despite all your talk about it being worthwhile because of him, you can’t get caught under these circumstances at the moment.

you make your way to the bedroom, taking in how your room smells like his cologne. it distracts you from any negative thoughts you might have, which then reminds you that you two have reservations tonight.

you take a quick shower before getting yourself all dolled up. you contemplated on what to wear but you always knew you were going go with the short purple dress. his favorite color besides ivory. you wanted to blow his mind tonight… for all the good reasons of course.

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after about 15 minutes, you heard the doorbell ring and you happily open the door to see your handsome boyfriend. he definitely cleans up well, as if he knew you were going to wear his favorite color… he was also wearing a purple shirt and a pair of black slacks.

he grabbed your hand almost instantly, intertwining your fingers with his after you locked the front door.

“ i missed you love, you left so quick earlier “ there was a small pout evident on his lips. you gave him a gentle smile, pecking it away as he opens the car door for you.

“ i know i know but if i didn’t, i would not look the way i do right now “ you replied, hints of sarcasm in your voice. he raised his brow towards you as he made his way into the driver’s seat, casually placing his hand on your thigh like it was a regular thing.

“ whether you left early or not, you always look beautiful to me “ he said softly, stealing a couple glances of you while trying to focus on the road. he still couldn’t believe that you were his; it seemed almost impossible for the two of you to be together due to the company rules but hey, rules are made to be broken and knowing him, he would do anything for you even if it costed his career and maybe… that’s where the two of you are really different.

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heeseung actually lied about the reservations. he had planned a whole candlelight dinner at the beach right off this cliff with the view of the dark blue ocean waves and he went all out for decorations.

he pulled out the chair for you as you sat down, making his way across from you. there was a huge smile plastered on his face and you could tell just how happy he was in this moment.

“ can you believe our one year anniversary is in a few days? it’s kept me up the past few nights, i mean it already feels like it’s been more than 5 years with you so it’s still a bit unbelievable “ he initiates the conversation, reaching for your hand. handing hold was definitely a must in your guy’s relationship; it’s a comforting, yet intimate thing you two agreed on.

you return the huge smile, gazing into his brown eyes “ you’re so silly hee! one year has definitely come quicker than we expected but i’m happy either way with you “ you send a flying kiss in his direction and he pretends to catch it.

light laughter erupts the beginning of the evening and as you sit across from the man you just expressed your feelings to, you question just how much this relationship really means to you and the lengths you’re willing to go.

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there were various dishes placed on the table and you couldn’t believe just how much food heeseung ordered for the both of you. you even realized that it was all your favorite foods.

“ no you did not! “ you exclaim happily, a feeling of disbelief evident in your expression. besides heeseung, there was nothing else that made you happier than food. heeseung has always been one of the people in your life who encourages you to eat, he wants you to be healthy and of course, happy in your own body.

“ all for you my y/n, thank you for being so patient in this relationship. i know keeping us a secret and sneaking around can get tiring but you have never given up on us and i am forever grateful. “

there’s a weird unsettling feeling in the pit of your stomach at his words but even so, your eyes water and you choose to ignore it as you reach to cup his cheeks and kissing his delicate lips. it was definitely worth the wait this week.

he kissed you back almost immediately, a grin forming on his lips between the kiss. “ i guess someone really did miss me huh? “ he teased you a bit as you playfully roll your eyes.

you two pull away, locking your hands together at both ends of the tables.

“ i love you, lee heeseung. “

“ i love you more, kim y/n. “

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it’s been a few days since the dinner date with heeseung and his words still haven’t left your mind. if a stranger were to tell you that someone could actually love you as much as heeseung does, you’d probably laugh in their face but you’re so thankful that this love was real.

it was about 7:30 am when you woke up, you slowly got out of bed and did your morning routine. you weren’t a morning person and heeseung has constantly nagged you about it but who was he to judge you for wanting to sleep in?

you got ready for the day and grabbed your essentials before running out your door, it was already 8:15 am and enhypen’s performance starts in an hour, you worried if you’d make it in time. you’re usually very punctual so maybe bang pd would ignore this first late warning.

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as you made your way into hype, you instantly felt intense stares from individuals in the lobby. you started feeling anxious, what the heck was going on? you brushed them off and made your way up to the back room, enhypen was already waiting there for you but heeseung was missing. worry started to fill your head but you had no time to waste so, you continued on with your regular schedule like your heart wasn’t beating out of your chest.

the clock stroke 9 am when you finished the boys’ hair and still no sight of heeseung. you started picking at your finger tips for awhile before you heard a voice speak up as if they could read your mind.

“ if you’re looking for heeseung hyung, bang pd asked to speak to him earlier this morning.. “

pause.

“ there were photos of the two of you a few nights ago, are you two really dating? “

you look up to see jungwon, concern shown all on his face. you were so taken back that all you could muster up was a small “ yes “, which caused him to furrow his brows.

“ you both know the rules, risks like this is not good for the both of you. “ hints of frustration could be heard in his voice, clear signs that he was not happy about the situation.

“ we can’t risk losing heeseung hyung so… please leave him be. ”

and with a guilty expression, jungwon walked off.

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bang pd had just left the backroom after he spoke to you. he was willing to give you one more chance to show him that you deserved this job and a part of you broke inside. how were you suppose to leave the only person who’s ever loved you more than life itself?

the music from the boy’s performances were blasting from the tvs in the back room but that was the least of your worries. even then, jungwon’s words wouldn’t leave your mind. it seemed like you had no choice but to not interact with heeseung.

and just like every time, enhypen’s performance ended and the normal loud voices eroded into the back room but this time, you couldn’t bring yourself to look up from the floor.

you fought tears that threatened to cascade down your face; you could clearly hear his voice and catch his cologne out of everyone in the room. the scent of him so comforting to you.

you took a deep breath and nervously made your way to the members, trying to make it seem like nothing bothered you. you walked past him, handing the small electric fan that you usually give him to sunoo. you couldn’t help but feel his eyes on you; the fact that you two haven’t got to talk to each other all day made the tension feel ten times worse. you felt your heart ache as you turned around, making eye contact with him for a small second and that was the only thing shared between you both.

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a few long minutes passed and everyone had left for a lunch break. you sat in the room, trying to collect yourself but the world stopped when you heard his voice call out for you “ my love… please look at me. “

his words tugged at your heart strings and automatically, you brought your gaze up to him. he made his way in front of you, towering over you with his 6 foot figure.

“ i promise you, this doesn’t have to change anythi- “ you stood up abruptly and cut him off.

“ yes it does hee, you know it does. we always feared that this would happen… it was inevitable. “ your voice softly lingered on, seeing the agony slowly build up on his face.

“ don’t do this y/n, it’s not what you want. “

“ i will not live with the guilt of being the reason why your career ends hee! “

“ i’m not asking you to be! “

“ then what are you asking me, hee?! huh? “ your chest heaves up and down at how the conversation went from 0 to 100 in the span of a few seconds. you shifted your gaze to the side, almost defeated.

“ you’re the only one keeping me going y/n, i can’t lose you. “

“ i need this job hee... i can’t. you know how hard it was for me to find a job, i’m- “ there was a tight grasp on your wrist as he cut you off, your back up against the wall.

“ i’m begging you y/n… you’re the only one i need, i’ll provide for the both of us. “ you could hear the crumbling desperation in his voice and the constant deep breaths he took as he looked down at you.

“ how can i do life without you? “ he barely managed to utter.

you could feel the immense emotions ready to burst out as you two locked eyes once you gathered the strength to look up at him again. you and heeseung didn’t even have to speak to know how each other felt. he already knew you made up your mind and it hurt to know that you could make a decision so easily.

“ i’m so sorry hee… “ your voice cracked as you saw the tears form in his eyes. you longed for his embrace but you know you’re the last person to deserve to be in his arms.

“ do you even know what day it is, y/n? “ his voice trembled. his question caught you off guard. he tried to look for any remembrance in your eyes but he couldn’t. he was in disbelief.

“ it’s may 30th y/n.. our one year anniversary. do you really not remember? “

the realization finally hit you. you couldn’t believe the words that just escaped his lips, how could you have forgotten? even through his chaotic schedule, he still remembered. it was this moment, you couldn’t stop the flow of tears that left your eyes.

“ that cover, don’t you remember it? the smiles that we shared, that day alone will always be my favorite… “ he swallowed down his sobs, his posture straightening as the pain he felt intensified.

“ i know you already made a decision love... i just wish you talked to me before you did. “ he brought his thumbs up to gently wipe away your tears.

“ hee, if i could go back just a few hours, i would’ve done this all differently. i’m so sorry…“ despite everything that just unfolded, you embraced him one last time.

you felt the warmth of his arms around you and the warm teardrops on your shirt. “ i will never stop loving you, lee heeseung. “

finally, he let his sobs through the moment he wrapped you up in his arms. maybe if he held you a bit longer, this would all of a sudden be a dream. that’s what he hoped for, at least.

“ i love you kim y/n… with everything i have. you are undoubtedly, the best decision i have ever made. “ he mumbled through his sobs as he finally let you go.

#enhypen imagines #enha fics #enha x reader #heeseung x reader #heeseung fic #lee heeseung #yang jungwon #jake sim #kim sunoo #enha fluff #heeseung fluff #enha angst #heeseung angst #enhypen fanfiction #zyvlxqht

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leejeongz · 8 months

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breaking up with enhypen pretty please 🎧🎀

🫧 breaking up with enhypen 🫧

pairing: exboyf!enha x gn!reader

genre: angst

warnings: made up characters that do not reflect on the members personally, dramatised situations for reader’s enjoyment, a little bit toxic (heeseung’s and sunoo’s are very toxic ngl), mentions of food (sunghoon), swearing (sunoo).

a/n: this was the first time i’ve ever cried while writing smth idk why i made jake’s hit so close to home but i hope u enjoy it after i put myself thru that HAHAH

𓆉 heeseung

“i just don’t think you should be wearing a top that shows your whole chest when my friends are around,” heeseung kissed his teeth before turning to his friends at the bar.

your friends' eyes all shifted to you, you could tell just by looking at them what they were going to say. “i’ll talk to him in the morning,” you assured, yet they didn’t look that impressed with you, knowing your track record.

the morning came and you were still upset from the night before, something that doesn’t usually happen.

more & other members under the cut

“you know, y/n, you were a real embarrassment in front of my friends last night,” the words angered you even more.

“hm no, i think i was perfectly fine,” where you’d usually apologise, you fought back, “you can’t expect me to let you speak to me like you do . i’m always trying to find the right time to be upset with you.” you were slightly disappointed by what you said, you know it wasn’t exactly what you wanted to say, but you were holding back tears, it was the best you could do.

“there’s nothing to be upset with me for,” heeseung was genuinely stunned, as if he’d always been this perfect boyfriend he convinced himself that he was.

you scoffed, sitting on the bed as heeseung stood on the other side of it. “i’m always strategizing how to bring stuff up, you’re constantly avoiding talking about things that make me feel uncomfortable and bad, sometimes i think so hard about stuff that i end up dropping it, i hate living like this.” you spoke with your head in your hands, the tears you were holding back were seeping out uncontrollably.

“you drop it because it’s nothing,” not at all taken aback by your admission, heeseung presses more.

“just get out. i don’t want this, or us, or you,” you affirm, “i deserve better.”

“course you do,” heeseung laughs before picking up his backpack, “good luck finding it.”

𓆉 jay

you lay in your bed, staring at the wall while jay played on his phone next to you, wondering how you ever ended up in this situation. you liked jay, a lot. there was no disputing that. but did you deserve to be with him?

jay shuffled next to you, he’d turned over and was going to spoon you with an arm draped over your waist when you suddenly turned over yourself and sat a little further up the bed.

“why, what’s wrong?” jay asked, wondering if he’d gone too far.

“jay,” you paused, looking to your boyfriend for reassurance as you spoke, “i don’t think im ready for a relationship, just yet.”

jay’s face dropped to a disappointed frown that he tried to hide from you. “it’s okay.” he finally sat up, he searched for permission to hold your hand, which you granted by placing it on his lap.

you focused on your interlocked hands. if someone had told you that you’d be doing this a few months ago, you’d never have believed it.

“you’re everything i could’ve asked for and more, y/n,” jay looks to your hands too and wraps his other hand around them. “i’ll wait for you no matter what, okay?”

you know jay doesn’t want to break up, but you can’t keep leading him on like this. “i can’t even love myself, how am i supposed to know how to love you?” you blurt out in a flood of tears. “you’re so so perfect, jay, i want you to find better, please, jay.” your eyes are pleading into his, as if this is the only thing that will ever make you happy.

“y/n, you’re my everything.” he tuts and tilts his head, “but i think, if this is what you want, then let’s put on the breaks for a bit.” you gave jay a guilty smile. “don’t be like that, y/n, it was pretty exhausting for me too,” jay laughed, hoping you’d take it as a joke but really hiding some truth.

𓆉 jake

you sat in jake’s car, the silent journey to the airport still replaying in your mind as you put off getting out. you wanted to be with him forever, but you knew the minute you stepped out of the car, you would be all alone, without jake, so you stayed for as long as you could. you looked at yourself in the small mirror of the sunshield, your eyes welling up as you noticed your boyfriend in your peripheral vision.

“y/n, you okay, darling?” jake peered his head around.

“no,” you cried out, “ i already miss you, and i’m not even gone.”

jake laughed a little before wrapping you in his arms, kissing the crown of your head.

“i hate that i’m not going to see you tomorrow, or the day after, or even the day after that,” you pulled away from his hug to wipe your tears, “i hate that we can’t be together all the time, and i hate that we had to end things like this.”

jake took a long inhale. his eyes stumbled around his car, avoiding focusing on anything for too long because he knew he’d cry. he didn’t want you to see him cry, not today.

“me too, angel. me too.” jake’s eyes welled up as he admired you in person for one last time.

you took a deep breath, the tears blurring your vision as you wrapped your fingers around the door handle and opened it slowly. you took one last look at jake, he managed to take your face into his hands and wipe your tears as you smiled at him.

“don’t be a stranger, hey?” jake tilted his head to the side, “call me whenever you need, i’m still your bestest friend, my love.”

you took the opportunity to kiss him on the cheek, you regretted it so much. he looked away as you slipped out of the car and got your suitcase from the trunk. you turned to wave at the boy you’d loved for a very long time, only to see him, absolutely destroyed, leaning over his steering wheel.

𓆉 sunghoon

you always knew sunghoon to be an honest person and vocal when he needed to be. you never wanted him to feel like he couldn’t be. but you couldn’t help but feel that something was missing.

“how about this weekend?” you asked, twirling the pasta around your fork. “we could book a hotel by sea and just relax,” and rekindle the flame that died, you thought, but didn’t dare say aloud.

“this weekend?” you nod, “i’m working, sorry.” he didn’t make eye contact as he spoke, instead staring directly at his plate.

you stabbed a chunk of mushroom loudly, catching his attention, “working…” he hummed in response, the tone of which elicited a scoff from you. “you’re always working, everytime i suggest we do something together, you’re conveniently working, do you even love me anymore sunghoon?”

sunghoon stayed completely silent, staring back down at his food.

“sunghoon?”

still, nothing.

you slammed the fork down onto the table and stood, pushing the chair back with a horrible screech. you focused on the boy for a while. how could you break up with him and let him win? when he didn’t even have the decency to speak? but you knew it would hurt you more if you didn’t say “then i guess it’s over.”

“i guess,” sunghoon finally spoke. he seemed unbothered, maybe even a little happy that someone finally said it. “should i go now or?”

you stared him down, he placed the fork down gingerly and left your apartment sharpish, leaving you to overthink everything about the past few months.

𓆉 sunoo

“so let me get this straight,” sunoo laughed as clapped his hands together twice, a little too sassily for your liking. “you’re mad at me because im being nice to my fans?”

“fan, singular, not plural, sunoo,” you clarified.

“so what, we have matching phone cases? you said you didn’t wanna do that, anyway.”

“i didn’t mean go and get them with someone else,” you scoffed and rolled your eyes at his facetiousness, “and it’s not just that. it’s weird enough that you found their social media and trusted them enough with your private accounts when i wasn’t even allowed to follow them for months, but going out with them and buying them gifts, that’s a bit too far.”

“it’s called a parasocial relationship,” he completely dismissed your concerns, “how can you be in a relationship with an idol if you can’t even respect that i have fans?”

you furrowed your brows in confusion, “do the other members do this? how about i call jungwon up, ask what he thinks, hm?”

sunoo soon became very quiet, he knows that this is more than an idol x fan relationship, he knows the others disapprove of it just as much as you do, he knows that this is wrong. he noticed that you’d caught on and once again searched for any kind of defence he could reach.

“you’re overreacting, and if you’re gonna be like this, then we’re done, y/n,” he suddenly blurts out, slipping his phone out of his pocket to text you know who about your argument immediately.

“yeah, no shit we’re breaking up,” you double down on sunoo’s words, wishing you could’ve said them first, “you’re a nasty piece of work, i wish them the best of luck for having to deal with you.”

for weeks after, you couldn’t help but regret your final words to sunoo. you debated on sending him an apology, but decided against it when you saw fans coming to defend you once the news had been released.

𓆉 jungwon

as you entered jungwon’s room, you could tell by the dishevelled look on his face, he knew exactly why you were here. you sat on the edge of his bed, one leg folded under you, the other dangling, your foot barely touching the floor. jungwon sat cross legged, his back against the single pillow propped up by his headboard.

“so,” he started, forcing a smile. “how have you been?”

“good,” you smiled back at him shyly, not because you felt shy as such, but because you knew what you were about to do was going to hurt him. “jungwon, i think we should break up.” you gave him time to digest your words before continuing. “i love you, but that’s not enough, for me, right now.” you purse your lips in hopes that you wouldn’t cry, “because you hurt me. and i can’t trust you, as hard as i try, i just can’t,” you ramble.

“it’s okay, y/n,” jungwon nodded in agreement, “i’m just sorry i couldn’t be the boyfriend you deserve.” you noticed jungwon had reached into the drawer of his bedside cabinet, following his hands which carried a cardboard box. “i was going to give this to you for your birthday, but i want you to have it now.”

you opened it, revealing a childlike friendship bracelet in your favourite colours, the black and white letter cubes spelling out “all my love.”

“i’m not giving it to you to make you feel guilty. i want you to have it because i want you to always remember that you’re loved.” his hands closed it into yours, “i've learnt so much from you.”

you couldn’t help but scoff at his final comment, it was a bit of a joke to you that he had to learn not to cheat on people that he loved, but you were hopeful that he would never do it to anyone else ever again. you left him with a half genuine smile and a tiny thank you.

“i’ll bring your stuff later this week,” he said, drawing your attention back to him, “can i?”

𓆉 niki

“i can give you more space,” niki pleaded, just saying whatever came to his head without giving it too much logical thought.

“i don’t need space,” you stood from the couch, your hands finding your head in frustration, “are you not listening to me? i’m sick of having to look after you, can you not do anything for yourself?” you snapped.

niki wasn’t able to respond. he remembered, just earlier that day, you’d had to remind him of the dentist appointment you’d made for him. “isn’t that too far?” he sulked, his eyes swollen and sunken even though he hadn’t cried.

all rationality was lost, “not when it’s true,” you scoffed at the boy, who seemed like he was finally accepting some fault. “don’t you feel ashamed?” you pushed, until niki looked as if he’d reach boiling point.

“if you’re going to treat me like a child i might as well act like one, y/n,” niki stands too, he towers over you, but you insist in your mind that you can stand your ground. “you constantly embarrass me in front of people, “i had to make him an appointment” “i had to cook his dinner for him,”” he mimics, “i can do those things just fine, y/n, but you love doing them just to have one up on me, don’t you?”

you squint, you didn’t realise that’s what you were doing, but it was probably true. “well, you’ll be fine doing all those things when i’m gone,” niki’s face drops, yours follows as the weight of the words hit you like a truck, but you know it’s not working. “i’m gonna go now, i’ll get my stuff tomorrow, if that’s okay?”

niki nods, a small smile on his face that’s just begging to remain civil with you after all of this is over.

#enhypen #enhypen angst #enhypen imagines #jungwon #jay #sunghoon #heeseung #jake #sunoo #niki #sim jaeyun #enhypen reactions

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hwabang · 10 months

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Jungwon Drabble

Genre: fluff + suggestive

Warnings: fem!reader, idol!Jungwon + idol!reader, older!reader only by a year, dom!Jungwon (sexual and nonsexual), 16+ it’s slightly suggestive but i’m still gonna say mdni, use of the word Noona, fwb to lovers, Jungwon is obsessed with reader

Author’s Note: Did I write an imagine for a member that’s not my bias while I have written absolutely nothing for the 2 ENHYPEN biases I do have? Yes, yes I did.

“Cmon,” he coaxed while kissing your forehead. Jungwon was supporting himself up on his left elbow as he laid above you. “It’ll be fun! I went last week with Sunoo Hyung and we had a blast.”

“Just go with Sunoo again. Why do you wanna go with me so badly anyway,” you groaned, pulling the blanket up to cover your bare chest.

Jungwon shrugged as he removed strands of hair that were sticking to the slight sweat on your face. “You like dancing. And I know you like clubbing with your friends so why not club with me?”

You hummed, realizing you’ve never actually been clubbing with Jungwon before. “Yeah, I guess you and the guys are the only friends I haven’t been clubbing with…”

Jungwon chuckled and smirked, intertwining his free hand with yours. “Noona, after what you and I have been doing the last couple weeks, you can’t still possibly consider me a friend.”

“Jungwon not now..” you mumbled as you got comfy on the mattress, much to Jungwon’s dismay. Anytime he even slightly brought up the topic of wanting to further your relationship, you brushed it off.

Jungwon didn’t want to be friends with benefits with you initially. In fact, he actually has a massive crush on you and expressed this one day when you two were watching a movie together alone. However you told him you weren’t interested in dating someone younger even if it was by a year and he respected that. When you suggested a different type of relationship, he rejected it out of respect for you. But that quickly changed one night when he was walking you home and something in him (probably the fact that Heeseung was low key flirting with you) had him pushing you up against the nearest wall and making out with you harshly. The last 3 months after that have just been consisting of you two messing around whenever you’re free, and Jungwon’s feelings for you rapidly increasing.

“Hey.. don’t fall asleep on me yet,” Jungwon cooed. He cupped your cheek and caressed it, staring at you fondly.

You whined sleepily as your eyes fluttered open for a second, looking up at him with doe eyes. “Stay tonight Wonnie..”

Jungwon would stay forever if you told him to. He pecked your lips softly and repositioned you two so he could lay down next to you and wrap his arms around you, your bare back to his chest. “So what do you say Noona? Spend your Friday night clubbing with me?” A hum from you had Jungwon smiling contently as he drifted off to sleep with you.

Friday night rolled around and you got ready in your apartment, Jungwon offering to pick you up. Once you got his text letting you know he’s two minutes away, you started doing finishing touches like fixing your makeup and grabbing your shoes for the night. As you were choosing the shoes, the padlock to your front door made a noise signaling it was unlocked. You heard footsteps shuffling around downstairs before heading to your bedroom. The owner of the loud footsteps leaned against your door frame and smirked. “You look great Noona.”

You glanced at him and went back to fixing your mascara. “You look good too Jungwon-ah. Is anyone else going clubbing with us?”

Jungwon moved to sit on the edge of your bed, watching you doll yourself up. He knew you most likely weren’t doing it for him and only to boost your confidence, but he could quietly pretend it was all for him like he quietly pretended you were only his. “Jake Hyung and Heeseung Hyung are coming too, but they were dropped off by manager Hyung already.”

“You should’ve gone with them, I could’ve had my manager drop me off.”

“I’ll take any extra time I can get with you.” You didn’t answer since you were reapplying lipstick. “Are you done almost?”

You nodded and turned to face him. “Grab my things Jungwon-ah?”

Immediately he got up and started shoving your necessary going-out items into his pockets; your phone, mask, ID/card, and lip gloss. This was a normal between you two whenever you were going out, alone or with others. He did it as an act of love towards you because he knows how annoying bags are to carry. “Done!”

“Alright, let’s go then.”

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You danced some with the three boys, sat and chilled for a bit, and then danced some more; this time with Jungwon only. The song selections were pretty good and you two were honestly having a really good time. That was until more sensual songs started coming on and you were tired from all of the jumping, opting to whine your waist and dance with your hips to save some energy. Although Jungwon was keeping a good physical distance the whole night, this new side definitely had his mind hazy and he knew it wasn’t just the alcohol in his system. He know had you facing him and had a hand resting on your waist as you both swayed your hips together in sync, leaving some space between you too.

You noticed Jungwon looking around and not focusing on you and decided to tease him about it. “What’s wrong Jungwon-ah? Bored of me already? Looking for a new girl?””

Right away he shifted his eyes to you and gave you a look, as if almost silently asking if you’re being serious right now. “Never. You’re the only one I could even imagine giving my attention too.”

You ignored how your heart fluttered. “Then? You’re so distracted you won’t even look at me,” you pouted.

Jungwon sheepishly smiled. “Don’t think too much of it. I noticed some girls who seem to be fans, judging by the way they’re trying to discreetly video tape us.” You hummed, not really bothered by this and grabbed his other hand that was by his side to place it on the other side of your waist. This action made Jungwon cock an eyebrow at you. “You do realize we’re probably gonna have a dating scandal tomorrow morning right?”

“It’s part of the job right?” you shrugged.

“You’re surprisingly chill about this. I remember I used to have to force you to go for even lunch with me.”

“I don’t care enough. Let them write what they want. We can just deny.”

“From my peripheral vision I can see us being recorded dancing Noona. My hands are on your waist and our faces are not covered. How do you plan on denying this one?”

“Well we’ll say the truth; we’re just close friends. We wouldn’t be lying, not like we’re dating anyway.”

Jungwon groaned.”Noona~, c’mon don’t talk like that.. we’re not just friends.”

“I mean we’re not gonna tell fans that we’re messing around are we?”

“So why don’t we just confirm our relationship?”

“You wanna lie?”

Instead of responding, Jungwon pulled you right into him, hips touching and swaying as Jungwon touched his forehead to yours. “I’m saying let’s date.”

“Jungwon I already told you–”

He moved his gaze from your lips to your eyes, making you freeze. Holy fuck. “And I told you, even before all of this, that I don’t want to just fuck you. I wanna take you on dates, I wanna kiss you and hold you whenever I want, I wanna take you to meet my parents, I want to do all the things couples do, I wanna love you Noona, just give me a chance.”

You moved your face slightly away from him to tilt your head and gaze at him, as if challenging him. “And what if I do give you a chance? How can I guarantee you’ll be the type of man I want?”

“I’ll be whatever type of man you want me to be.” He pulled her even closer (if it was possible) bringing his lips right to her ear. “I’m not a child, I’m only a year younger than you. I’ll even stop calling you Noona if that’s what you want for fuck’s sake,” he whined. “What do you say, hmm? Let me be your man.”

Finally giving into the burning feelings you’ve had for him for God knows how long, you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him. Jungwon was shocked, but happy and kissed you back passionately. After a couple seconds you both pulled away gasping for air and Jungwon connected your foreheads again. He pecked your lips one more time and then your cheek. “Thank you for giving me a chance Y/N-ah. I promise you’ll never regret it.”

“Uhh we might tomorrow morning,” you chuckled, referring to the fans. “Media’s gonna have a field day tomorrow with all of these pictures and videos.”

“Hmm, whatever. I’ll deal with everything.”

It was your turn to look at him funny. “Weren’t you the one warning me about that a few minutes ago?”

“A few minutes ago I was single. Having you by my side, I can do anything.”

#enhypen #enhypen jungwon #yang jungwon #jungwon #enhypen imagines #jungwon imagines #jungwon aka the one younger guy i shamelessly simp for #seriously he's not even my bias

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sushiriki · 2 years

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[ that’s how you get the girl — sjy ]

-> pairing: jake x gn! reader

-> warnings: none!

-> word count: 3.3k!

-> synopsis: months after breaking up with the person you thought could’ve been the one, you hear your doorbell ring and see the person that slipped through your fingers standing on your porch in the pouring rain.

-> this is part of my one shot series, enhypen as taylor swift songs! view the masterlist here :)

you always thought that your first true heartbreak would happen in high school like all the coming-of-age movies and love songs preached, calling it an essential experience of teenage life. so you can say that you were pretty surprised that your first real heartbreak was in your senior year of university right in front of the campus fountain with the guy you thought was the one for you.

on the contrary to what most people told you, you honestly figured that your senior year in college was easy for the most part; the classes and the clubs and the after-school activities turning out to be things that you actually enjoyed. there was something about the inviting communities and the lighthearted atmosphere that pulled you in, and of course, there was also jake.

sim jaeyun or jake, which is the nickname he tells everyone to call him in an attempt of making them feel more welcome, was the epitome of a social butterfly. he was the kind of person that was a member of majority of the student-handled clubs, the kind able to wave hello to somebody he knew no matter what hallway he walked through, and the kind that could command the eyes of everyone in the room due to his charismatic personality and breathtaking features. being at the top of his classes, he was well-liked by the school faculty and practically anybody who crossed paths with him, with you not being an exception.

you had shared quite a few classes and clubs with jake, consistently observing him when he was engaged in an animated discussion with his closest friends about some kind of physics project, when he was by the whiteboard and flawlessly solving the equation that your teacher had written on it, and even when he had his eyebrows furrowed as he tried to make sense of what was being taught on the class syllabus that day. you found him absolutely out of your league in every way, so what you didn’t expect was him to look right at you and smile before approaching you and asking you out on a date.

“i’m sorry, what?” you murmur, your head still in a daze from his question.

he brings his hand up from the inside of his jean pocket and scratches the back of his neck awkwardly, a pink hue creeping up his cheeks. “i asked if you wanted to have dinner with me? at that italian restaurant down the road from the movie theater? i heard they have really good pasta.”

he stops talking and you blink, your head spinning as you raised your eyes from the floor to meet his warm ones. you purse your lips and twiddle with your fingers for a while, the tension in the atmosphere building up to a point where neither of you could breathe.

“sure,” you finally say, a blush forming itself on your cheeks as well. “i’d love to. when would you like it to be?”

the smile that spreads across jake’s face is enough to heat your face up even more and send butterflies swarming in your stomach. “is this saturday night okay? can i have your number so we can coordinate?”

you take the phone he hands you and input your number into a new contact, the urge to smile brightly almost overtaking your will to keep your happiness contained. “saturday night sounds perfect, text me?”

he nods enthusiastically and waves you goodbye, heading to his next class with his wide smile intact.

the both of you did meet for your date that saturday, and the tuesday after that to study for your science quiz, and the friday after that to watch the football game your school was hosting against a rival team. being with jake was like breathing, easy and automatic. something drew you to him like how you would imagine a moth to a flame, a magnetic attraction of polar opposites that somehow worked for your benefit. somewhere in between, it wasn’t a surprise that jake asked if he could be your boyfriend. you two were inseparable, like cherries that always come in pairs. as weeks turned into months, falling in love with jake became something ingrained into your daily routine, something that you would unconsciously look for if it disappeared. he became something you needed, craved. someone you thought you couldn’t live without.

“hey!” you yell as jake steals another fry from your fast food takeout box. the both of you were currently sitting in the school library studying for a class that had a notoriously strict professor; there were more than enough horror stories from your alumni that sent chills up both your spines.

“what?” he asks, mouth full because of the newly-stolen snack.

you roll your eyes before turning your eyes back to your workbook, trying to understand the readings that your professor had assigned earlier that day. after rereading the same line over and over again to try and comprehend the lesson, you quietly groan and set your head on the wooden table, feeling a headache coming on.

the ‘thump’ of your head meeting the table was enough to make jake look over in concern. “you okay?”

shaking your head, you set your chin on the table to look your boyfriend in the eye. “no, this is way too confusing! why did i even take this course?”

he laughs at your frustration and reaches over to tuck a strand of hair that fell in front of your face behind your ear. “which part did you not understand? i’ll try to teach it to you.”

you stare up at him, admiring the shape of his plump lips and the soft curls of his hair before sighing. turning your book around to face him, you point out the section of your assignment that you couldn’t seem to grasp. once he read through it, jake immediately started explaining it to you in a way he knew you would understand well.

placing your head in the palm of your hands, you watched the way his lips moved as he taught you, occasionally meeting his eyes as he looked at you to see if you were still listening to his impromptu class. there was something about jake that made your heart feel full; no matter what classes made you feel discouraged or what pressure you got from your family, there was always jake to make you feel lighthearted again.

“hello?” you snap out of your trance to see jake raising an eyebrow at you. “are you still even listening to me?”

you snort, trying to look like you hadn’t been thinking about him all this time. “of course i am.”

“well, it kinda looked like you were falling in love with me just now.”

as jake yelps because of the handful of fries you threw his way, there’s something in both your heart and your head that agreed it was true.

as the mid-terms of senior year started looming over all the senior’s heads, you slowly started feeling it slipping away. everyone’s final exams were coming up way sooner than people realized, sending all of the seniors at your school, including yourself, into a frenzy. your college was a flurry of students writing their applications to medical or graduate schools and those just trying to graduate with good enough grades. it was like a big ball of chaos and stress that you couldn’t help be swept up in, and that unfortunately didn’t exclude jake either.

with another study date of yours rejected by jake due to his busy schedule, you exhale sharply. this was the fourth one this month that he said no to. it’s not that you didn’t understand why, it’s just that you missed him and his antics now more than ever. barely anyone saw jake anymore, he would only show up to classes and then hole himself up in his dorm room to study the material given to him that day and more. so one afternoon after one of your general classes, you pulled him outside before he could slip away.

“we barely see each other anymore, what’s going on with us?” you ask him, your brows furrowed and your hands grasping his checkered flannel sleeve. you both stood in the middle of your campus, the huge and elaborate fountain next you pinning your location. the sky above looked grim, like it was aware of what was about to happen.

“i’m sorry baby, it’s graduating. i’m stressed if my grades and classes are enough for the grad school i want or if my application essay even makes sense. and i don’t think your situation is any better, with your parents being on your back about getting into medical school, you know? ” he explains, taking your hand in his and pulling you closer. jake looked rough, with dark circles underneath his eyes and the usual brightness in them sucked away.

you hummed in understanding, stepping into his awaiting arms and breathing in the scent of his perfume stuck onto his black t-shirt. as you tap your fingers onto his chest in a rhythmical beat, you feel him take a deep breath, one that didn’t sound like relief.

“actually,” he stops, taking you by your shoulders and carefully pulling you away from himself. close enough that you could outstretch your hand and hold him but far enough to feel hesitant to do so.

looking up at him confusedly, your forehead knit together in anticipation and dread. “actually?”

“i think,” jake pauses again, suddenly looking everywhere but you. “maybe we should take a break? for us to both focus? our schedules are so demanding that we barely see each other and we both know our future depends on these next few months.”

in this moment, you could swear that you felt your heart drop to your stomach. your knees wanted to buckle in but your shock kept you grounded. “what?”

“i think that maybe we should break up? is this selfish of me?”

tearing your eyes away from him, you stare into the fountain on your left. the coins that several university students from your school dropped in wishing for good luck were blinking back at you from the bottom of the tiled pool, making you wish you had dropped one in at the start of the semester. you think about what he said, wrapping the both of you in a silence for minutes, save for your shallow breathing and the wind howling in your ears, signaling a storm.

“okay.”

jake’s face morphs into surprise. “you’re okay with that?”

you nod, turning your face back to where he stood in front of you. “you have a point. i don’t think that we can properly balance school and relationships, especially since there’s so many things that we have to take care of. this isn’t selfish of you, i promise.”

staring at him with an indifferent face but a dejected heart, you give a little smile. your heart fought tirelessly with your mind, but your logic had always won in a war between head and heart. “i also think it’s best for us right now.”

the brunet in front of you looks back blankly, his lips slightly parting in surprise.

“are you sure?” he asks, looking slightly afflicted by your nod.

you step towards him and engulf him in a hug, knowing that this might be the last time you’ll be able to memorize the feeling of being in his arms and knowing his favorite perfume of the month, something he constantly changes because he claims that he always wants to try something new. this month it was a tom ford perfume with a name you didn’t bother learning how to pronounce.

“stay safe, okay? and study hard.” you say, rubbing his back as he finally reciprocates your embrace.

he nods into the crook of your neck and murmurs, “i’m going to miss you so much.”

the heartstrings situated in your four ventricles tighten, making your chest feel like it’s going to explode the longer you keep your tears in. you grip his flannel a little tighter before releasing your hold on him.

“i know you’ll do well. you’re sim jaeyun, it’s just what you do.” jake laughs and bites his lower lip, looking down at his white tennis shoes dirtied by time and experience.

“i know you will too.” he responds, raising his head to meet your eyes. his gaze bore into yours, something in the thick air willing the tension to be sliced through. in this case, your voice acted as the knife.

“let’s go then? separately, i mean. to, uh, review?”

the boy in front of you stares at you a little longer before breaking the silence himself. “yeah, i think that’s good. see you later then?” he says, looking at you with a hopeful glint in his eyes.

you nod. “see you later.”

jake watches you turn around and walk away with your head held high, knowing in his heart that the moment you were behind closed doors, your cool and collected facade would fall apart.

and so would his.

he was right of course, about your facade. it took weeks full of tubs of vanilla ice cream, weekend nights at home alone to your thoughts, and early morning runs to console your aching heart. though you kept a put-together attitude in front of everybody else to convince them that you were okay, you somehow knew only jake would be able to notice the holes within your act. while trying to heal the cracks in your heart a certain bubbly boy left behind, you couldn’t hold any ill feelings toward him. if there was anybody who would understand his situation, it would’ve been you. you suppose that’s why you gave in without a fight even though you knew how much it would hurt.

there were times where you missed jake, your heart sinking at his absence. you missed the way he laughed, the way he held you when everything about university got too heavy, and you missed the way he would look at you when he thought you didn’t realize. there was still so much you wanted to tell him, so many things you wanted to share about yourself and things you wanted to know about him. you never even got to tell him how much you loved him. you and jake did keep in contact once your mid-terms ended, asking one another how the other was doing and how their studies were going; they were fairly shallow topics but they were good enough for the both of you. it was good enough for both parties to know the other was okay even though it was obvious that there were more unsaid words floating stiffly in the air in little speech bubbles that neither of you could pop.

your last week of finals passes, making you decide that you deserved a night in with yourself and your favorite snacks before you went out to celebrate with the rest of your blockmates for successfully completing your last year of college. heading into the kitchen, you take out the tteokbokki that you had ordered earlier that day from your refrigerator and set it into the microwave to heat up. after pressing the start button on the machine, you jump in surprise at the loud crack of thunder that erupted outside your house. by the time your cheesy meal had finished heating, the rain was pouring like it had been saving up condensation for months.

walking into your living room with food in one hand and a can of soda in the other, you press play on your television remote to start the romcom you decided to watch before microwaving your food. as the opening scene started playing and you were about to take the first bite to your steaming cheese tteokbokki, your doorbell rang. huffing partly in annoyance, you pause your movie and get up from your comfortable spot on the couch.

“who could this even be? it’s raining cats and dogs outside and i didn’t order anything.” you grumble, shuffling to the door in your fluffy pajamas.

once you unlocked and cracked open your door, you start speaking to the mystery person on the other side without taking a proper look.

“yes, hello? what do you-” you fix your gaze on the man standing on your porch, dripping wet with rainwater.

“jake?”

he smiles sheepishly, shivering in place. “hi, did i come at a bad time?”

you shake your head, the rest of your body still frozen. “not at all,” you swallow the lump in your throat that suddenly appeared. it’s still weird seeing him in person, you think, the wound he left starting to sear fresh in your mind.

“but can i ask what you’re doing here? in the pouring rain, might i add?”

jake doesn’t answer you immediately but instead takes a deep breath, as if readying himself to answer a question that’ll define the career he’s working so hard to achieve. “the truth is, i haven’t stopped thinking about you all these months and you make me better and i know i said i wanted to focus on my studies but you make me want to be better at them and nobody encourages me like you and i realized that you’re the most positive influence in my life and i never want to lose that or you again.”

his sudden, brisk confession makes you dizzy, forcing you have to lean on your doorframe to try and process what he just said in one breath. jake nervously watches you look at your hands, seeing you endearingly twiddle your fingers in the way you do when you’re thinking deeply about something. he realizes your habit is something that never changed about you.

a sharp sound of thunder and a flash of lightning breaks you out of your trance and reminds you of the heavy rain pouring around the both of you, prompting you to make a decision you didn’t know whether or not you’d regret making in the morning. you look up at jake’s tall figure, seeing him slightly shake in the cold air and in his cold clothes. pushing off your door frame, you crack open your door wider and move out of the entryway.

“do you want to come in? it’s warm and i have tteokbokki and i’m in the middle of watching a movie.”

he blinks at you slowly, as if he didn’t expect your offer. “is that okay?”

you smile and gesture him in. “i’ll get you a towel and something warm to wear. i think i still have some of your clothes that you left here before.”

a smile crept up on his face, one that was bright enough to make the thunderstorm cease. “i’d like that a lot, actually.”

“come on in then,” you say, letting him through your front door and onto the hardwood floors in your foyer.

“and jake?” he turns to look at you as you go into your supply closet to grab a towel for him. “i’d like this a lot too. us, i mean. again.”

despite the sopping wet clothes that he was in, jake felt warm inside. “i’m glad you think so too.”

you smile at him before handing him a towel and hopping up the stairs to find the clothes he left behind months ago but never came to get though he said he’d come back for them.

“don’t eat all of my rice cakes, okay!” you yell from your room on the second floor, suddenly remembering the dinner that you left in the vicinity of someone who loves to eat tteokbokki. you hear a chuckle before a muffled voice calls out, “no promises!”

laughing to yourself, you smile. you missed this, and you hoped you would never have to miss it again.

-> author’s note: the second installment!! this took so long, i’m actually dizzy. writing this made me realize that it’s so difficult for me to write angst omg?! a lot of people said that they were excited for jake’s story, so i decided to write it first! i hope you guys enjoyed it hehe. p.s, pls do not open your door to strangers without checking who it is! i only wrote it like this for the sake of the story T_T

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delcakoo · 2 years

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How would you describe Enhypen members’ personalities? Would it change if they had a lover?

mmm, lemme think ab this anonnie!! >:0 (woops, looking back on this i definitely went overboard and it could’ve been a whole post but oh well, enjoy my rambling lmaojdihf)

the only word i can think of to describe heeseung is just so chill, he just gives me such a childhood best friend vibe. he’s someone you can always trust and be yourself with. all the members have agreed that when they have worries, he’s their go-to person to let things out and vent to. being the youngest in his family, i can see that hee has a very big childish and silly side that he has begun to show a lot more as he’s gotten more comfortable (showing off his woody and buzz light year toy on live, absolutely screaming his lungs out in the karaoke eps, constantly playing his video games even in his envlog, esp w niki). and in a relationship, heeseung would still be very casual and easygoing, except unlike around most other people, he’d let his playful side overtake his mature side that he has to put up as the oldest member with his s/o much more often. he would be quite protective, and i think the highlights of his relationship for him would be whenever he could make his partner smile or even better, laugh.

jay is just such a genuine, wonderful person. like for me it’s so easy to see how much he cares about the people he loves. he is always watching out for his members and would do anything for them, like when heeseung left his damn bowl in the middle of the table in sosofun (😭) jay fr didn’t even care or scold him, he just picked it up and washed it for him anyway. in the jaywonoo envlog, even though he’s literally only a year older than sunoo and won, he put aside any desire to have fun and join them in the pool just to focus on making dinner for the three of them. he’d be the same with his lover, perhaps even more. he’d cherish them so much. he said in a fancall something like if he had a lover he’d want to make sure they’re the happiest they can be/ he’d try to make them the happiest he can (smthn like that, if anyone finds the fancall lmk), like you will know very well he loves you every damn day. i also think with a bit of convincing on their side, he’d open up to his s/o and rant out his worries, something i feel like jay might need to do more often.

to me jake is such a bubble of joy. he has said he’s very shy and scared or being judged, and i’ve definitely noticed this in the way he usually lets the other members take the spotlight and ends up laughing in the background more than telling the jokes on variety shows/interviews. but on enoclock and just when he’s with his members, he’s so smiley and talkative <3 he’s very easygoing and so easy to get along with, jungwon (and niki agreed with this i think) said on enhypen&hi that out of all his hyungs, jake is the most easy to talk to (when sunghoon got jealous about this i was giggling im sorry) and it really shows to me! i think it’s so beautiful how jake tries to be a father figure but also a playmate for niki since he kind of missed his childhood, it goes to show how much he cares about his members in his own, perhaps overlooked way. if he had a lover, at first he’d be very shy and hard to break out of his shell, but after a while he’d let himself show and be very playful and affectionate. he’d be his s/o’s number one supporter in absolutely anything they do, always cheering them on with that boxy grin from the sidelines <3

i could fr talk about sunghoon for hours, he’s so relateable <3. i’m sure most people would have absolutely no shame and full confidence if they looked the way this man does, yet sunghoon is the most shy and humble person. with strangers and in interviews, he almost never talks unless he’s forced to. i’m pretty sure he’s spoken about having trouble socially, and growing up he was put into figure skating because his parents recognised how shy he was and wanted a way for him to meet new people and grow. now that he has a home with enha, you can really see how relaxed and at ease he is with the members. sometimes it’s more subtle, but he’s pretty teasing and rarely shows any affection. i think a big part of his teasing side is to cover up how easily he gets flustered and shy jsdjdjh honestly, i think he’s hilarious and his humor is underrated, just watch some enoclock episodes; he says and does the most random but funny things (i’ll never forget his iconic look in episode 19/20 with the cowboy hat and green glasses, and in iland when he randomly screamed over pyeonyuk 😭) his humor has no specific trail, it’s just out of the blue and that makes it funnier lmao. i think sunghoon puts a lot of faith and trust in his members (sosofun when he straight up left them to deal with the ticket payments 😭, and when he was practicing for mubank he facetimed jungwon to help rehearse), and in a relationship he’d do the same. he’d also be very teasing and playful and wouldn’t show public affection too much, behind closed doors would probably be the highest chance of getting some kisses n’ cuddles from him. he’d try to be the cocky and smug one in the relationship, but if his partner is brave enough to not start immediately blushing and fight back, you can corner him easily 💀

my ball of sunshine.. sunoo is for real a best friend everyone would die for. he’ll always laugh at your jokes, he always brightens the mood like the life of the party he is. i dont need any examples for everyone to know this boy’s absolutely hilarious and so sarcastic. my favorite clip of him ever is on his bday vlive when he recieved anonymous letters from the members and he just roasted the shit out of all of them except jungwon, the sarcastic comments??? “wow, i’m so touched i’m gonna cry *pretends to stab eyes*” “seriously, thank you so much *sassy eye roll” god he’s so funny 😭 though he’s almost always the one being teased, you can truly see how much he means to the people around him. the members may be pretty harsh with the teasing all the time but they care about him so much, never forgettinf when they brought a fox plushie around when he was sick, and at the concert when they were all patting him n’ holding him while he was crying :( sunoo’s just someone you can always rely on to be there and make you feel welcomed. in a relationship sunoo would be a bit more serious. he’d always be watching out for his partner’s health and safety, making sure you’re eating and sleepong well. he’d definitely be a bit playful, probably pinching his s/o’s cheeks constantly n’ taking lots of candid shots for his lockscreen <3.

jungwon is very easily described as mature. too mature for his age. heeseung mentioned how he worried for jungwon, and how he was forced to grow up so fast, and i agree that it’s unbelievable how he became the leader of enhypen at 16 years old and has done such an outstanding job at it. he’s patient, humble, and so dependable. he’s always the one starting up the intro conversations for enoclock and other shows, and he always puts up a smile no matter what. honestly, as a new engene i remember being flabbergasted at how he was the second youngest just watching niki be a hyper chaotic menace while won would just be sitting there with the most disapproving 👁. i think jungwon is someone everyone around him secretly really appreciates. the members don’t say sappy stuff to each other a lot, but i’m sure if they were to be given the chance, most of them would want to say something to thank their amazing leader. his personality would 100% become more relaxed and childish with his s/o. won doesn’t get to act his age much at all, so he’d relish in being able to giggle and fool around with his love. his partner would always be reminded of how special they are to him, he isn’t afraid to show a lot of affection as long as there’s privacy. also, i feel like jungwon wouldn’t get jealous very easily, mostly because he just has so much faith and trust in his partner that anyone else doesn’t matter to him.

niki has slowly been getting more and more mature. watching enhypen&hi and other old content makes me a bit sad for some reason. he used to be quite loud and hyper, always playing pranks and screaming in the members ears during lives (💀) but now he’s definitely, if not the quietest member who just adds a few comments every once in a while during lives/shows. while it is a little sad, it’s understandable since he is at a big changing part of life and this is just how he is, and we still love him always for it! niki is very subtle and the least likely to show a hint of affection, but it’s clear he cares deeply for his members and close ones. i think he really admires his hyungs, especially heeseung (it’s adorable seeing how much hee makes him laugh). niki also radiates such a strong aura, he walks with utter confidence and with his head held high. he also isn’t afraid to tease his members despite being the youngest, his sly comments and mocking is part of his love language which is also the same if he was in a relationship. if you’ve read any of my hcs/reactions you know i’m a strong believer niki would be very laid back and teasing with his s/o. but notice he’s only like that with people he’s very close to? yeah, it’s truly his way of showing his love and that he trusts you. the longer his relationship goes, the more he’d open up for physical affection, though he’s still definitely not one for pda.

#delcakoo #PLS THIS WAS JUST AN EXCUSE TO TALK AB THE BOYS #im sorry idk how this happened snkduhnf #poor anon probably expected like two sentences per member im…#😀#im so sorry i hope this still answered ur question decently 😭#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen reactions #enhypen blurbs #enhypen fics #enhypen drabbles #enhypen imagine #enhypen x reader #engene

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4am-enha · 1 year

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Enhypen when: you go to a haunted house together.

General description: You and an enhypen member go to a haunted house together in honor of halloween.

Word count: ≈ 6K.

Genre: light fluff, comedy, one shots/short story imagines, self insert.

Pairing: enhypen x neutral gender reader

Includes/Tags: every enhypen member, holding hands, teasing, clinginess, protectiveness, screaming, pranks, fight or flight, light fluff and romance.

Warnings: mentions of blood, horror house stuff, swearing.

!! This is purely an imagine for entertainment and should not be taken seriously, nor does it have anything to actually do with the real members of Enhypen thank you !!

thank you to my wifey @euphoricfilter for suggesting the idea <3

𝖓𝖎k𝖎.

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Spooky month was here, and there was no way you could’ve forgotten about it. Why? Because of Niki. He had been hyping up Halloween for weeks now.

As soon as September began, he begged to watch horror movies and even started waking you up to the song “Thriller” by Michael Jackson. At one point, he actually claimed to be the ‘next Michael Jackson’. By now- you were absolutely sick of the song. You constantly had to remind him that it was too early to start celebrating toward the start of the month, but at last it was finally just a week until Halloween, and nothing could stop Niki now.

Niki had plans. Plans, and plans, and more plans. He wanted to watch horror movies, make Halloween cookies, costume shop, carve pumpkins, buy candy, pull pranks, go to a haunted house, scare random peoples' kids, try a maze or a horror themed escape room, and so, so much more. You lost count of it all.

However, today Niki had decided it was haunted house night- and he was not going to change his mind. He had already signed the both of you up for it when he saw it advertised while strolling the town recently.

Considering you dealt with Niki every day, you weren’t that much of a scaredy cat. In fact, you were sure this would be a cheaply put together event, not scary at all. Just some people dressed poorly in store bought costumes that were painfully fake looking, and some plastic props from amazon. You thought it was a waste of time and money, but you couldn’t bare reject Niki when he had been so excited for Halloween week.

“Niki it’s so cold.” you complained as you got closer to the entrance of the haunted house. It was a lot warmer outside when you had originally left your house, but Niki had gotten distracted by all the Halloween stalls around the town on the way, so now it was later than you had planned.

“The adrenaline will warm you up soon.” he replied with a smile, an evil, smile.

You pushed him slightly on the shoulder.

“Stop with that stupid smirk of yours, would you? It’s annoying me. Let’s just get this over with.”

“You sound scared” Niki teased.

“I’m not scared at all. As if I could be scared of something like that!”

You pointed to the dog walking around near the entrance in a little Halloween costume its owner had forced it into. It plodded around sweetly, dressed as a tiny walking, barking- pumpkin.

“Poor dog.” you mumbled. It was a bit cute though, you had to admit.

“Don’t be so pessimistic. C’mon let’s go.” Niki rushed in front of you toward the area.

You both signed in and began the spooky event right away. For the first five minutes, there was barely anything even relatively scary. You knew it would be like this. Just some people dressed up, yelling and trying to jump at you. It was so predictable. The only people screaming were literal children.

Niki watched you and noticed you weren’t having that much fun. He couldn’t settle with that. He also couldn’t bear the thought of admitting you were right about how tacky this was. Good thing he had something planned this whole time. This would definitely satisfy him.

You and Niki entered a very dark room with a low hue of green light. You could barely see each other. The silence started to dawn on you. It began to make you nervous.

To make matters worse, Niki suddenly disappeared around the corner, out of your sight entirely.

“Niki come on don’t be like that, wait for me.”

He seemed to be nowhere near you. You called out his name a few times, but you never got a response.

“Niki stop playing it’s not funny.”

You actually began to get quite anxious; it was too quiet for a haunted house, and you just wanted Niki to come back. Why did he have to run off so much. It was like babysitting a kid gone rouge, you wouldn’t think he was his actual ag-

“RAGHHHHH”

You fell to the floor covering your ears and screaming, your heart rate going at a concerning pace. You had to catch your breath, only to realize it was just Niki standing there almost pissing himself laughing. He couldn’t even stand straight, holding his stomach from hard laughter.

“You act so tough but look at you right now!” he continued.

“You little shit…” you began to chase him.

The haunted house staff- who were supposed to be the ones scaring you, just watched in confusion.

Niki was still laughing the entire time as he ran. He came to a sudden halt and almost jumped out of his skin when someone jolted at him out of nowhere. You began to laugh; it was like instant karma.

After you guys had exited the place, you were both almost entirely out of breath. You would have thought you had just run a marathon.

“That was so much fun” you admitted.

Niki smiled widely, it was a pure success for him, and now you were having just as much fun, he was so happy in this moment. He was happy that you were happy too. Your smile was contagious to him.

“Wanna go again?” He joked.

“With you? Absolutely not” you laughed.

𝖘𝖚𝖓𝖔𝖔.

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“Are you ready?” you looked at Sunoo.

He seemed a bit hesitant. He was fiddling with his fingers.

You quickly suggested an alternative,

“We can just carve some pumpkins instead if you would prefer that. I have some cool designs in mind.”

You knew Sunoo was one who liked the softer parts of Halloween. Pumpkin carving, Halloween cartoons/kid movies, dressing up, trick or treating. That was just who he was. Halloween definitely wasn’t Sunoos favorite holiday nor was it within his top 3.

If Sunoo was a widely celebrated holiday, he would be valentine’s day. He was sweet inside out. He was always giving more than he ever received. Sunoo was a big softie. Even his attempts at scaring people were too cute to be afraid of.

But another thing about Kim Sunoo was that he was daring. Sassy, daring, and definitely not to be messed with unless you wanted your whole life roasted within a few sentences produced from his impressive on-the-go comebacks filled brain.

“No, I want to try this” Sunoo said sternly.

“Are you sure?”

He gave a little nod, and so you both went ahead.

“How did they even make this place?” he scanned the area around you guys as you walked closely side by side.

Not only was the vibe eerie, but the place also didn’t smell that great either. It was humid inside; it made your hands feel clammy and sticky. You were breathing in very warm air, it felt like you were suffocating on it. You could also hear distant screams from other people in the DIY house, or was that just a sound track they were playing to add to the impact?

At first, it seemed empty. calm almost.

The lighting was very dim from the attempt to black out all the outside light. The hallway was almost clear of things except false webs and decorative spiders. The walls weren’t actually walls, however. The walls were made from tall office space dividers or “mobile office screens” (that kept privacy between each office space) and blankets, garbage bags and other various materials used as a roof cover.

“Why do they even have this many dividers?” you stated, surprised.

This wasn’t a bougie haunted house. In fact, technically it wasn’t a house at all. It was just a small event the community had put together to raise money for charity. They used common objects around them to create the house. It truly was respectable. They had done quite a good job on their limited budget.

“It’s not that bad actually,” Sunoo admitted a little too soon, “I thought it would be a lot scarier than this.”

Almost immediately after that, a tall, bulky figure dressed in bloody rags, sprung themselves at you and Sunoo. It was so unexpected, you even found yourself jumping quite hard at the scare and letting out a small yell of stun.

The grip Sunoo had on you was borderline painful. There was barely any room for oxygen to pass through your arm. His nails were dug into your skin. The fear that paralyzed his body made sure your arm suffered just as much as he was.

Speaking of painful, the screech that left Sunoo's mouth was so abdominally loud and sharp you were sure your ear drum had just exploded. Even the jump scarer flinched at the noise, instantly regretting their life choices. The scream that Sunoo produced was the sound of true, bloody murder.

You giggled through the pain, letting Sunoo cling onto you as you kept walking. The sounds of chainsaws roared nearby, and things were getting really tense all of a sudden.

“I guess the further we go in, the better it gets” you commented, expecting a response. However, there was none.

You looked at the poor boy holding your arm like it was his only life support.

“Are you okay?”

Sunoo wouldn’t open his eyes, squinting hard as he tried to seal them shut. He shook his head. “Let’s get out of here A.S.A.P”

He opened his eyes to look at you for a reaction, but as soon as he did another monster-like person ran at you both, making Sunoo scream again. But it was different. This time, Sunoo had let his shock get the best of him.

“BITCH” he yelled. Then he caught his breath and rolled his eyes. That was a classic Sunoo moment. The sassiest man around.

The monster like man broke character and laughed, genuinely not expecting such a reaction.

The rest of the way basically consisted of the same thing. Sunoo screaming and clinging onto you for dear life, barely opening his eyes.

The outside light shone through the exit of the maze-like house, and Sunoo ran toward it like it was heaven. You couldn’t blame him though, the way his soul completely left his body each time you were jumped at, it might as well have been heaven they were headed to.

“Did you enjoy yourself?” you dared ask.

“Can we just stick to pumpkins next time?” he replied absolutely terrified.

You let out a small laugh, you had really enjoyed yourself and you were very, very glad Sunoo had not passed out from fear back there.

“Sure thing.”

𝖘𝖚𝖓𝖌𝖍𝖔𝖔𝖓.

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“So, is it like an escape room?” Sunghoon asked.

“It depends on what you mean. Technically, no it’s not, but it can be” you answered cheekily.

“What do you mean by that?”

“You don’t need to solve things to escape, you just need to survive.”

Sunghoon's eyes widened at your statement. You said it so casually, but it was a very concerning sentence. Sometimes he wondered if you were mentally okay.

“Survive?”

“Yeah, survive to escape.”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me.”

“I really hope it’s not like that horror escape room you made me do last time. I think I almost died.”

“First of all, I did not make you do anything. Don’t be dramatic.”

“It’s not an exaggeration. I saw my life flash before my very own eyes.”

“But you also didn’t die. That’s what’s important.”

“The point is- wait. Are you wanting me to die of a heart attack?”

You shrugged jokingly.

“What would you even do without my pretty face around?”

“Yeah, okay pretty boy, no more questions let’s just hurry up and get there before I die waiting.”

“Beauty takes time.”

You rolled your eyes in response to his pettiness.

“You wouldn’t know” he added on quietly.

Your jaw dropped and you actually looked slightly hurt by that. Sunghoon immediately felt guilty and pulled you into a hug.

“I’m just messing with you. But seriously, if I die tonight, you’re responsible.”

After Sunghoon had finished up getting ready, you took a taxi to the entertainment strip not too far away from where you lived. It was the best place to go for fun events, especially as they had new things to do with each passing season.

“There it is” you pointed to a very tall, mysterious looking building. Many people were gathered around it waiting for their turn. Sunghoon felt himself gulp a little. As petty as he could be, and although he didn’t look like it, he was very easily scared by things. He was one to constantly be on edge.

You left the taxi, a chill finding its way down Sunghoon's spine. He wasn’t sure if it was the vibe or the temperature at this point. He instantly knew this was worse than the escape room by the very first glimpse at it. You really were trying to kill him, he thought to himself.

Both of you waited in line for about twenty minutes and during that time Sunghoon's nerves were working themselves up. You noticed and patted his head in reassurance.

“It’s going to be okay Hoon.” You smiled, and he smiled a little back at you. He held out his hand, implying he wanted to hold yours before you went in. You stuck to each other like glue.

You looked around the place eagerly. Sunghoon, not so much. He trotted a little behind you, still holding your hand. He was very cautious and aware. Eyes sprinting everywhere to be prepared and on the lookout.

The first couple scares were light and Sunghoon had squeezed your hand and yelled a lot, but he was also laughing. He was enjoying it really.

However, one specific scare pushed him over the line a bit. He sprinted at full speed away, screaming, completely leaving you behind. You watched absolutely baffled.

“NAHHHHHHHHHHH” his voice trailed off.

“SUNGHOON WHERE ARE YOU GOING?” you yelled after him.

He was gone-gone. You could still hear him screaming distantly. At least he was alive.

You laughed and shook it off, carrying on exploring by yourself.

The scares here were surprisingly really good. You were genuinely terrified by the next few jump scares, screaming like a little girl. You didn’t hate it though. It was a fun adrenaline rush, and you were definitely an adrenaline junkie. You loved this stuff.

Sunghoon finally appeared again, sprinting back towards you. You flinched at first, mistaking him for a haunted house member for a slight moment. The way he ran at you with his arms swinging was terrifying enough.

“IM SORRY, IM SORRY” he yelled in panic, grabbing the life out of your wrist and dragging you like a big dog on a leash, getting way ahead of its owner almost tripping them up.

“HUH? SLOW DOWN!” you yelled back, focusing on not falling flat on your face trying to keep up with his pace.

“IM SORRY I LEFT YOU BEHIND,”

He tried to catch his breath as he continued running.

“BUT I CAME BACK FOR YOU.”

You smiled and felt yourself even slightly blush at his panic.

Even though Sunghoon had ran off in fear and completely abandoned you to be scared on your own for a little while, he eventually came back through the house to collect you- despite being terrified to the core.

When you finally got out, Sunghoon started laughing, which wasn’t what you were originally expecting if you were being honest. You thought you were pretty much going to be scolded and nagged at for the next few months.

“We made it” he said through a breathless laugh, patting your head just like you had patted his earlier.

You giggled with a big smile; Sunghoon returned the smile.

“Yes, we did.”

𝔧𝔞𝔶.

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Jay wasn’t much of a screamer.

Though Jay yelled and scolded everyone around him quite often, you never could recall him screaming- especially not in fear.

Jay had always been pretty hardcore about things; it was sometimes hard to read his emotions or fully understand how he was feeling- let alone know what he was thinking about most of the time.

Unless Jay was yelling in anger or frustration at his younger friends, he always had pretty much the same facial expression. Although when he did smile, it was very admirable, and it was often because of you.

Tonight, you weren’t quite sure what to expect. It wasn’t hard convincing Jay to come along with you to the haunted house. Perhaps Jay just didn’t find these types of things scary, or maybe he just enjoyed going to things with you. You had no idea. All you knew, was that you were more than ready for some good fun tonight. It had been a while since you got a break quite like this.

There was no time to waste, you rang Jays doorbell.

“Oh, you’re dressed... quite fancy” you commented as you scanned Jay up and down. He had just finished getting ready to go out, appearing at his door with a collared polo and smart dress pants. Not to mention the expensive looking jewelry, a tie, and sunglasses? When it’s dark outside?

You had dressed quite casually. The weather was getting too cold for your special section of your wardrobe recently, unless you layered, but that was a lot of work. You stuck to comfy black sweats and a plain oversized hoodie, styling it a bit with a cream-colored corduroy cap. Your hair was in a loose ponytail, and you had a small friendship necklace on. Jay had seen you bare faced many times so now you felt comfortable not even putting on any makeup.

“Thanks” he replied.

“What are the sunglasses for though? You do know that you could’ve dressed more casually, right?” you wanted to make sure he had not mistaken the event for a more formal type thing.

“I’m a fashionista.”

That was something Jay said often, so you kind of expected it, accepted it, and moved on. He could dress however he wanted too anyway. Who’s to stop him from feeling good about himself?

You had both made your way to the event after stopping to say hello to some familiar faces on the way. The wait time to get in was very short, so you were let in quite quickly.

You soon realized that this actually seemed a lot scarier than you had intended it to be. You held your breath and began to feel sweaty. Your stomach did flips in anticipation and anxiety.

“Jay” you began.

He hummed in response.

“I’m not so sure about this anymore” you continued.

He wrapped him arm around your shoulder and pulled you in closer to him.

“Let’s not separate then.”

You acknowledged his idea and stuck close by his side.

When the scares began, you had screamed and flinched a lot; you were enjoying yourself though.

Jay was relatively calm, not too surprising coming from him. He was more focused on the route of the place.

You had started to think that this was actually boring for Jay, when he instantaneously proved you wrong.

The next scare must have really caught Jay off guard because next thing you knew, Jays fist was flying toward the innocent staff members face.

“Oh my god Jay what did you just do???”

You weren’t really sure on what to do now. The injured guy held his jaw groaning. You looked at Jay. He had a very regretful expression, filled with guilt.

Jay apologized like a maniac. He left no room to breathe between words.

The staff member began to laugh.

“Don’t worry so much. This isn’t the first time this has happened tonight” he said.

You didn’t know how to feel about that.

“It’s a part of the job. It means I really got you good huh?” he added on.

You still felt tense and awkward at the situation, but Jay looked relieved. He was laughing too now, realizing how intense his flight or fight reaction was. He helped the staff member up from the ground.

After a small talk, you continued on just as you had been to the very end.

When you found the exit, the light started to make your eyes partially ache. It took you a minute to readjust.

“I can't believe that just happened” Jay mumbled in disbelief still.

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t aware you were trying to get us arrested tonight” you declared.

Jay landed a hand on your shoulder.

“Hey, at least I got you covered if something comes and gets you” he laughed.

You smiled and then stared at something that had caught the corner of your eye. Jay picked up on this and turned around to see for himself.

It was a small fair ground with a lot more activities.

“Hey what’s the time?” you randomly asked.

Jay pulled out his phone which displayed ‘8pm’ on it. He tilted the screen so that you could see the answer to your question.

“Is that Harry Styles?” you giggled at his lock screen.

“What?” Jay blurted in embarrassment, pretending he had no idea what you were talking about.

“Anyway, this place doesn't close until 10pm, we still have a lot of time. Should we?” you suggested eagerly.

Jay caught on quickly.

“Let’s go then.”

𝔧𝔞k𝔢.

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Each year, you and Jake did something special for Halloween. Growing up in foreign countries, Halloween had always been a huge thing for both of you but living in Korea now changed that. Though Halloween was still celebrated- it just wasn't done the same.

It was a perfect excuse to do some fun activities that reminded you of your childhood.

Usually, you were the one coming up with the ideas, but this year Jake was the one to come running to you excitedly, suggesting going to a haunted house. You had never been to one before, and you loved trying something new, so you immediately agreed to the idea.

Jake had also never been to one and was very eager to go. He was almost jumping up and down of impatience on the way to the place. He really was just like a golden retriever, getting way ahead of you.

"Wait up Jake!" You yelled out to him.

"Oh, oops!" Jake turned around and started running back toward you and grabbed your hand. "I just don't want to miss it is all."

"Don't worry, we won't." You reassured him.

When you arrived, Jakes excitement died down a little. You wondered if he was having second thoughts upon seeing the haunted house and people running out screaming.

"Let's go" he interrupted your thoughts.

You followed in behind him. He looked around with wide eyes, taking everything in. He acted calmly, smiling like he wasn't nervous at all. In reality, Jake was just trying to hide his fear. He was really scared, but you didn't need to know that. He just seemed like he found it funny.

Jakes act broke though when he froze in his place, listening out for something with fearful eyes. He looked as if he was trying to solve something in his head. You were about to ask him what he was doing, or what he was thinking about, but he beat you to it.

"Do you hear that?" he questioned you.

"No, hear what?" you questioned his question.

"I hear someone nearby" he said with an anticipating tone.

You suddenly heard it too. The sound of footsteps and rustling material. It was hard to creep up in complete silence wearing ridiculously baggy costumes. However, the place was so dark you couldn't see anything coming your way, nor could you figure out which direction you were hearing it from. The buildup made you unbelievably anxious.

You and Jake screamed in almost perfect synchronization when you were both met with the small tap on the shoulder of someone behind you. When you had turned around you saw a woman with hair covering everything but her beady black eyes. Her pupils were like voids of nothingness and death.

Jake grabbed your hand and forced you to run with him, screaming the whole time. He had a huge smile on his face though, very contradicting to his vocal expression of fear right now. It was a fun type of scary.

He dragged you with him around the corner where he was met with someone holding a fake machete. He screamed even louder, completely taken aback.

You both ran into another room hidden in the corner of the hallway. Jake had to take a breather, or he was sure he would pass out. He sat quietly for a moment exhilarated with emotions, laughing it off.

"This is so fun."

"Right?" You added.

"I didn't expect it to be this scary, but I like it" he giggled.

"I can't believe I have never tried this before," you started, "I have really been missing out on this. I am really glad you suggested this, Jake. I'm having a lot of fun"

"Me too. Next time let's bring Sunoo and Sunghoon along, I think they would totally piss themselves!" Jake shared his thoughts.

You laughed at his statement, imagining the faces and reactions of your dear mutual friends if they were here right now with you guys.

You both finally continued through the house, screaming at the top of your lungs. You had been running around so much, taking random directions, that you lost focus on the direction you were supposed to be going.

"Jake."

"Yeah?"

"Where are we?"

'What do you mean?" Jake looked around for a minute.

"Oh" he muttered.

You weren't sure what was scarier- the people in costumes, or the fact you were completely and utterly lost in a haunted house.

"What do we do now?" Jake verbally wondered.

"Shit" you were hoping Jake had the answer to that.

The smart choice would have been asking a staff member where to go next, but you were both too nervous to even go up to the terrifying masked staff. Not only that, but there were actually none to be seen right now. You guys must have been really off path. You wanted to blame Jake, but there was no point being bitter about it right now. The important thing was that you needed to get out, fast.

"Let's just keep going this way."

You both continued to circle around for a while before Jake suddenly noticed an exit sign where you both made your escape. A sigh of relief was heard from the both of you.

"That really was scary" Jake commented with a small laugh, still trying to recover from what had just happened.

"Yeah, for real" you added.

"LET'S GO AGAIN!" Jake grabbed your wrist and ran with you to the entrance again.

"WAIT JAKE-"

𝔥𝔢𝔢𝔰𝔢𝔲𝔫𝔤.

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"Let's go to the haunted house Heeseung!"

He looked at you with a raised eyebrow. "You? You want to go to a haunted house? You?"

"Yes me, why is that a problem?"

"Aren't you scared of like, I dont know, minions?" he teased.

You flicked his forehead. He yelped a little and frowned at you.

"So what if I am? They have no reason to be that scary looking," you argued, "and this is different anyway."

"How is this different?" he smirked.

"I know it's just people in stupid costumes, it's very fake."

That reasoning made no sense to Heeseung. Minions were very fake too. But he didn't argue any further- to save his poor forehead from anymore violence.

"Ah, I misunderstood. I thought you meant like a real one, with ghosts." Heeseung watched your smile drop.

"Not a chance" you exclaimed.

Heeseung giggled, "A fake haunted house huh? Yeah, that sounds fine, you know- since literal children go into those" he teased again.

You rolled your eyes at him, "So were going?"

He took in an audible breath and wandered his eyes around for a moment, smiling, pretending like he was deep in thought. You smacked his arm gently to make him stop.

"Yeah, we can go" he finally decided.

You cheered in glee and went to go grab your shoes. You sat yourself down on the bottom step of the staircase and leaned over to tie your shoes. You felt something placed around your shoulders. You looked up, and Heeseung was standing over you. He had put a jacket around your shoulders. It was in this moment that you realized how tall he truly was compared to you, even if you were sitting down right now.

"It's getting colder now" he said with a small smile.

You nodded and continued to tie your shoelaces. After you had finished you stood up and put your arms into the jacket and made your way out of the door, Heeseung following behind you.

On the way, you noticed the impacts of autumn starting to really take a noticeable place. The leaves were so bright with warm toned colors. Yellow, red, orange, brown. Some trees were already losing a lot of their leaves. It was windy and a little chilly, but not freezing.

Heeseung watched you admire the scenery with a smile, "How far is it?" he asked you.

"Not too much further."

And you had told the truth, it was really close by and it didn't take much time to get there at all. In fact, you had got their early, so you were first to enter. There was nobody else around yet, so you had no idea what to expect. You hesitated a little at the start. Heeseung came up behind you and pushed you in.

"Come on then miss brave girl" he mocked.

The spooky music being played was already enough to terrify you. You wanted to turn back as soon as possible. You hid behind Heeseung.

People began jumping out of the most unexpected areas. You kept screaming like you never had before. And Heeseung? Well, he just had this stupid smirk on his face. The face of 'I told you so.' You wanted to rip it off his face so badly. Why wasn't this scary to him?

You continued to hide behind tall Heeseung, barely looking where you were going, too scared to watch. You clung onto Heeseung for support.

Heeseung tried to hide his smile. Secretly, he loved when you got scared and hung onto him like that. He started to act protective. It was all too predictable for him, so he wasn't really scared. He just enjoyed being there as your support system.

He wanted to seem cool, that was until he turned the corner, and his predictions had failed him this time, making him scream like a little girl.

Heeseungs scream shocked you more than the random figure standing there in front of you both had. His scream was so high pitched and girly. You burst out laughing.

Heeseung looked at you with his eyebrows furrowed, "It's not funny. Stop laughing."

That just made you laugh more.

He shook you gently, nagging, "Seriously, stop laughing."

Of course, you didn't listen to him. This was the funniest thing to you right now and it satisfied you that the stupid smirk was gone from his face.

He continued to act chill and unbothered, "Whatever."

You took a break from laughing, still with a smile you said, "Let's just keep going little scaredy cat."

Heeseung couldn't handle a taste of his own medicine. He hated when you were able to tease him. He tried to continue on as he had been, but slightly embarrassed this time.

You linked your arm with his and looked up at him, "You're funny Hee, I enjoy doing things with you."

Heeseung blushed slightly at the action and new nickname and held back a smile, "Uh huh, let's just get this over with."

You nodded and continued on, arm in arm, with a slightly flustered Heeseung.

𝔧𝔲𝔫𝔤𝔴𝔬𝔫.

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Jungwon loved dressing up. It was truly his specialty. He never failed to amaze you with his creativity each year when Halloween came around. This year Jungwon had decided to dress as a wizard. You had dressed as a cat. It was very basic of you, but this year you just didn't have the budget or the effort even. You had already spent so much money on buying candy to hand out. You lived in an area with a lot of children around, so you had to prepare.

Jungwon looked adorable. For such a sweet person, you would think he could be quite skittish. He looked so fragile after all. Yet, Jungwon was actually more scared of loud noises than anything else.

When you watched horror movies together, he would get invested in the plot, rather than being scared by the jump scares. You thought this was some sort of immunity he had, but actually it was quite beneficial to have someone endure all the horrors for you.

It wasn't quite Halloween yet, but the town was already celebrating with festivals and fun events. That is why Jungwon was dressed up today. There was no way he could go to a Halloween festival without a costume. If he, or anybody for that matter, were to go in normal clothing, they would stick out like a sore thumb. Where's the fun in not dressing up at the one time of the year where it was perfectly acceptable to dress as anything? - and I mean anything. There was even a family walking around dressed as giant feet.

You and Jungwon had been on a few rides, played a couple games, took a lot of photos, and had even participated in a costume competition. Unfortunately, the child dressed as a chicken won. Jungwon insisted it was a sympathy vote because he was a kid, and you found Jungwon's saltiness amusing.

You were strolling around beside him, looking at all the people. You were really enjoying yourselves. A bustling crowd caught both of yours and Jungwon's attention.

"Is that one of those haunted house things?" Jungwon asked curiously.

"Looks like it" you answered, still watching the crowd that surrounded it.

"I guess it must be good, I see its very popular."

You were also dying of curiosity, "Do you want to go check it out?"

Jungwon smiled and you knew that meant yes. Without any further words, you both made your way towards it.

You found yourselves waiting for about an hour in the crowd, but you were desperate to see what all the hype was about, so you never left the line. The only time one of you left was when Jungwon started to get ‘hangry’. You stayed in line to save your places and he came back shortly with some street food.

You had finally made it to the front of the line, screams from people before you bellow and echoing in the long hallway in front of you. You looked at Jungwon and gave a small nod to signal that you were ready to go.

It was mortifying.

Not only two minutes in and you felt like you were grabbing onto your own soul, begging it not to leave your body right now in fear. You were literally shaking and petrified. You were on the verge of tears, and it was very noticeable. Jungwon noticed.

Jungwon thought it was HILARIOUS. Not that you were scared- but the whole thing. He could not stop laughing at the people trying desperately to scare him. You did not find it so funny. The staff were just confused and also frustrated that they were comical to him.

Jungwon even began to mess with the staff. He would jump back at them, and when they would scream in attempt to scare you both, he would just scream back at them- but not because he was scared, he was just mocking them.

This little wizard was mocking them.

You started to laugh at what he was doing.

"Jungwon stop doing that, leave them alone" you urged, giggling still.

He didn't listen to you, he just kept messing around.

"Look, look at this." Jungwon circled around the guy with claws for hands, making the guy spin around trying to face him, getting dizzy. The guy roared in frustration and Jungwon roared back at him, except in a more adorable way. He put his hands up and made a claw-like gesture at the dizzy scarer. The guy just gave up trying to act tough and laughed at Jungwon along with you. This was very unexpected and random.

You laughed hard. It was so stupid.

However, while you were laughing and concentrated on Jungwon, you had been completely distracted. You had stopped being so scared. Suddenly it was hard to find it scary. You were just finding everything funny now because of Jungwon. You felt relieved.He was so good at comforting you in the least obvious ways.

He was one smart wizard, and he had more tricks to him than just a magic wand.

Note: HAPPY HALLOWEEN! Thank you so much for reading. I did not have much time to write anything too special for Halloween, so I hope this is okay. I hope you enjoyed it. I was sleepy editing it, so if there’s mistakes I apologize. The word counts may not be 100% accurate because I made some changes.

Who would you want to go to haunted house with the most in enhypen? I might be biased but I think going with Jungwon would be fun, especially after watching the escape en o'clock episode!

Q: What are you dressing as for Halloween?

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laladellakang · 2 years

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He’s Here

masterlist | wattpad | requests / ask enhypen

(+ mild yjw)

2022.01.15

(italics dialogue = english)

requested!

en- connect

the return of della's asshole of an ex

WARNINGS!

(mild?) panic attack, slight mention of sexual force (choking on a dong), della remembering the shitty things her ex used to say [please tell me if i missed anything]

woah this chapter was hard... it's really not my best work so lower your expectations pls

For Fuck's sake.

Now? Out of all the times he could've showed up, he chose to show his face now?

In front of fucking Engenes?

Oh he's got nerve. Nerve of steel, I fucking tell you.

He had the fucking audacity to show up and sit in the side front fucking row with a Della sign.

I only noticed him now when the boys were giving their speech. I thought he was a fanboy.

Until I saw his phone case.

Motherfucker got the same custom case I got him years ago. He changed his phone but bought the exact same case.

Fan behaviour.

I thought I had gotten over him. I've been doing exceptionally well after I told the boys. My eyes don't even water when I think of him anymore.

But this piece of shit just loves to play with me, huh?

I barely succeeded in holding back my tears earlier, I was lucky to only shed one. The combination of Jake and Riki crying while talking about their hard times was almost too much.

You know what was too much, though? The addition of that asshole showing up when the wound was just healing. That combo was too fucking much.

Lord what did I do to deserve this?

When our eyes accidentally locked, I felt my chest get heavier as his voice started ringing in my head.

'I didn't think you were serious about becoming an idol. With all those eyes on you, all those boys thirsting over you? Don't you have any empathy? You'll have to keep me a secret for the rest of your life.'

'It's either me or your career, but I already know the answer. Good luck chasing your dream.'

Imagine if I had actually chosen him over the life I have now. Ima-fucking-gine.

I shifted my gaze to look at the boys in attempts to calm myself down a bit. Yet I still felt that weight in my heart that eventually added itself to my lungs as well.

I can't breathe. I can't fucking breathe.

I felt my eyes glaze and get blurrier than ever as I took a few deep breaths to actually get some air in.

I need to calm down. It's my turn to talk now. The last of the bunch.

"I-" Shit. No. My voice won't come out. "I-" No. Not my hands too. No, they cannot shake. "I'm sorry," and that's when I couldn't contain it anymore.

I could hear several 'aww's and gasps coming out of the crowd as a few tears finally made its way down my face.

I felt Sunoo pull me to his side, stroking my back while he was also crying.

I think Jungwon might've noticed my hands and breathing because he appeared by my other side to stroke my arm.

"I already- I already prepared a speech but everything just.. flew out of my mind," I shakily said. "-but for now, I just wanted to say thank you," quickly fucking finish.

"Thank you for being there for me, both the members and Engenes. Thank you for accepting me no matter what and-" my fucking voice and hands. Stop. Shaking.

"-I love you guys so much. Because of your love, I learned how to start loving myself and..." deep breaths Della, deep breaths. "-that I am actually worthy of being loved after a-" that's it. I can't do it anymore.

I lowered my microphone and squatted down on the floor, hiding my face in my thighs with my hands placed behind my head.

'You cry so much, stop acting like a fucking baby.'

'Stop crying. I know you're just trying to manipulate me to change my mind.'

I hate him so fucking much. I hate how I'm still scared to do so many things because of him. I hate how he still has the ability to make me sad.

For fuck's sake- now that I finally accepted the tears, they decided to be stuck. They wouldn't fall no matter how much I blinked.

Though what annoyed me the most was how terribly I was shaking and how ragged my breathing was.

Shit. Why doesn't counteracting the thought with positive scenarios or thoughts about the boys do the trick?

"Lala.." I felt more hands on my body as I stupidly hyperventilate out of fucking no where. It's making my head dizzy yet I can't stop it.

Oh no. I haven't had one of these in so long.

"Lala, what happened? What is it?" Jungwon's face got near to my face so that only he and I could hear each other.

"He- he-" SPEAK FUCKING NORMALLY. "He's here. My ex."

"Shit." I've known Yang Jungwon for a year and five months now and this the very first time that I've heard him swear. "Okay, we're gonna stand up and you can hug me, okay? Is that okay with you? Can you do that?"

I nodded before getting up and immediately hugging Jungwon, hiding my face in his shoulder.

"Our members have been through a lot. Can we get an applause as an 'I love you' for them?" I heard Jungwon say as he stroked my hair to try to calm me down.

A roar of applause followed suit and the thought of having that support alongside Jungwon's comforting touch helped even out my breath a little.

I knew that I couldn't stay like that forever so I pulled away when my breathing was steady enough.

The shaking, on the other hand, wouldn't go away. I still shook even as the 'curtains' went down at the end of the event. No amount of Jungwon or Sunoo's caresses were enough to stop it.

I hate that motherfucker so fucking much. I hope he chokes on a dick just like how he forced me to a couple of years ago.

If you're gonna force me to choke on a dick then at least be a big-

"Lala what happened?" Sunoo asked. It was then that I noticed that we were huddled close, with one guy holding onto another.

Heeseung was holding Jake, Sunghoon was holding Riki, Jay was holding Sunoo, and Jungwon was holding me.

"Thank you for your hard work!" I turned to the staffs with a bow, to which the boys copied. First things first.

"Where did he sit?" Jungwon arms went back around me after we were done. I'm guessing that he wants to help me break it out to the boys.

Instead of using my (still) shaky ass voice, I pointed towards the right side of the stage.

"Front row?" I nodded frantically, hiding my face in his neck.

"What? Who?" Heeseung asked.

"Her ex," Jungwon answered.

"What?!" all of their voices were clear. I could distinguish each and every one of them.

"No way- Didn't he have a Della sign?" Jake sniffled.

"He sat front row with a Della sign?!" Sunoo and Sunghoon said in unison.

"He has nerve," Jay chuckled sarcastically. "He's lucky there was Engenes."

"I would've beat him up if there weren't so many people. Idol or not," Riki added.

Shit. Now Jake and Riki are both worried when they have bigger problems. You piece of shit. Not everything is about-

No. Your feelings are valid. You are not selfish.

I pulled away from Jungwon to pull Riki and Jake's in for a hug.

"I'm so sorry guys. I love you so much," I mumbled as I held them tighter.

"Shit- Della, why are you still shaking?" I could hear the panic in Heeseung's voice.

"Guys, let's go backstage to take some pictures!" a manager came to fetch us.

"Hyung, Della needs help, she's shaking really badly," Jungwon placed a hand on Della's back.

Although it really saddens me how I couldn't help comfort Yunki much (straight) after the show, I knew that I wouldn't be able to do that properly if I was unstable myself.

"I still want to beat him up," Riki mumbled into my shoulder.

"I think we all do honestly," Jake agreed while playing with my hair. "He made you shake for half an hour, maybe more."

The three of us decided to sleep together in my room. As soon as we got home, we immediately ordered sushi (mainly for Riki), played some Uno and had a group call with our family.

We shed some more tears but we really needed that call, honestly. Even if I had to mention his name to my parents again.

They really don't like him. They said that I changed too much when we were together.

Sadness aside, it was also really fun. There were three languages present, and Riki's family was the only one who didn't speak Korean or much English so it was incredibly chaotic.

Because I'm quite close with Jake and Riki's families, they were equally as furious about that asshole, which was absolutely adorable. Jake's family's inner Aussie came out and it was swearing galore. We laughed more than we cried, I reckon.

Oh and I learned that my Japanese has improved massively. I was surprised to discover that I could understand and help translate most of the Japanese spoken today.

"Lala?!" Riki frantically shook me.

"Yes, my love?" both him and Jake let out a sigh of relief.

"You zoned out. We were scared that you were thinking of him again," Jake nuzzled his nose in my hair.

"I'm fine guys. You guys calmed me down a lot," I cuddled deeper into Jake's chest and gestured for Riki to spoon me again. "I guess seeing you guys in the state that you were in plus the shock of seeing him was a bit much. But I'm fine now, we shouldn't focus on me."

"Lalaa, your feelings are validd," Riki reminded in a sing-song voice. "Ugh, this is all his fault. Poor Lala baby."

"I swear you should've bit his dick off-"

"Jaeyun!"

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goldenhypen · 2 years

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➴➴ CATFISH || 016 — YOU GUYS HAVE FAN ACCOUNTS?!

PAIRING. lee heeseung x fem!reader

GENRE. smau, idol!au, catfish!au, fluff, angst, crack

WARNINGS. none

SYNOPSIS. after heeseung meets y/n at a fansign and learns about her fan account she has dedicated to him, he grows curious, only to later make a fan account of his own, hiding behind a fake persona, all to learn more about the intriguing girl he met at a fansign.

heeseung was walking past the kitchen in enhypen’s dorm before he overheard his name leave sunoo’s lips in a conversation between him and riki.

“and heeseung-hyung was so sweet, defending the members from—his own member!” sunoo retold the story before bursting out in laughter.

“i can’t believe he didn’t know at the time!” riki added. “wait, do you think he knows?”

“well, i mean, i think we made it pretty obvious-“

“what are you guys talking about?” heeseung entered the room.

“uh—“ riki froze.

as heeseung waited for an answer, he drew up a dozen possible conclusions as to what they could’ve been speaking about, until the idea of his fan account crossed his mind, along with a couple other specific accounts.

“no,” heeseung finally put the pieces together, shaking his head in denial before he started laughing out loud as if he was losing his own mind. “are you guys on twitter?”

“what?” sunoo drew out his words, denying the fact, before riki cut in.

“of course we are, hyung!” the maknae laughed before continuing in a matter-of-fact tone, “enhypen has a twitter account.”

heeseung looked at the two, unconvinced, “kim and nicki?!”

at the sound of their hyung’s words, sunoo and riki’s expressions turned to ones of slight guilt; heeseung caught them red-handed.

“okay, this would’ve been so much easier and less awkward if you actually caught on like we thought you would,” riki stated, attempting to rub it off like it was no big deal.

“what were you guys thinking?!” heeseung yelled softly as to not allow the others to hear, but enough to get his point across to the two. “do you know how much trouble you guys can get into if the manager finds out?!”

“we just-“ riki began before sighing. “we’re on your side here, hyung.”

“how exactly is going against the manager’s orders in the same way i’ve gotten in trouble for being on my side?”

“well, that’s exactly it. we want to prove to the managers that having a fan account isn’t as bad as they think it is!” sunoo explained with a slight excitement in his voice. “in fact, having a fan account is fun, and it’s good for not only yours, but our mental health, too,” sunoo continued. “so just know that we’re doing this to support you, hyung.”

“oh-“ heeseung paused as he thought for a moment. “really?”

the other two nodded.

“that’s actually pretty cool, i guess,” heeseung continued. “yeah, that’s pretty cool.”

sunoo and riki looked at him, caught slightly off guard.

“i appreciate it guys,” heeseung expressed to them.

“but?” riki asked.

“no ‘buts.’ i’m truly grateful. it’s actually nice knowing you guys have my back,” heeseung smiled. “i really hope we can prove to the manager that fan accounts are okay to have-“

“and are even beneficial,” sunoo added positively, causing heeseung and riki to nod in agreement.

“how did you guys even find mine and y/n’s accounts?” heeseung asked.

the two boys mischievously smirked at one another.

“why are you guys looking at each other like that?” heeseung asked, suspicious.

“i guess you’ll never know,” riki answered his first question before laughing maniacally in a playful manner.

“no, seriously. how did you guys do it?” heeseung asked.

“well, it’s not like you haven’t shown us your account before,” sunoo said obviously.

“and your narcissistic username was easy to remember,” riki added with a sarcastic innocence, causing heeseung to roll his eyes before laughing slightly.

“anyways, i also haven’t told anyone this yet, but i’m meeting y/n at the fansign,” heeseung told the younger two.

“wasn’t that the plan already?” sunoo asked.

“yeah, but now i’ve talked to her about it, and we plan to meet there. we even showed each other pictures of ourselves.”

the two younger boys laughed before sunoo asked, “how did she react to your picture?”

“oh, she didn’t believe me,” heeseung smiled, thinking back to the moment. “but anyways, she thinks we’re meeting up at the fansign as fans.”

“but little does she know…” riki added in a playful voice.

“little does she know,” heeseung repeated before pausing and sighing. “do you think she’ll be okay finding out the truth?”

the question caused the boys to ponder for a moment.

“i mean, i definitely don’t think she’ll be disappointed, if that’s what you’re asking,” sunoo encouraged.

“i just feel like ‘what if she feels betrayed that i haven’t told her the full truth?’” heeseung explained.

“she might,” riki said, pausing, “but if she gets disappointed finding out that she’s been friends this whole time with the lee heeseung, especially considering you’re her favourite—i don’t know, i just can’t really see her getting disappointed with that. that’s every fan’s dream.”

“true,” sunoo agreed.

“yeah,” heeseung looked at his phone screen which displayed his and your conversation from earlier, sighing. “i really hope so.”

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enhypen & decorating the christmas tree

pairing ot7 x gn!reader // genre fluff // warnings none // word count 1.0k

#HEESEUNG

calls a singular santa hat he had to wear for a performance christmas decoration

“since when are you so festive?” outwardly very reluctant to go and buy everything to set up a small christmas tree at their dorm, but he still wasn’t willing to let down the opportunity to spend time with you

it only took heeseung seeing all the racks filled with ornaments, ribbons, and other things for him to really get excited. pointing left and right, he was like a little kid in a toy store

“clear your schedule today, we’re putting it up as soon as we’re home”

took an unreasonable amount of pictures of your tree because of how cute it turned out, though of course he will take all the credit for choosing every decor item

—rest of the member under the cut !!

#JAY

rich boy here is used to going all out and is actually the one who calls for your help setting everything up at the dorm

you showed up expecting them to have some progress already done, but instead you saw seven boys trying to fit a huge pine tree inside a relatively small living room

“you didn't think to buy something less...extravagant” “jay insisted he could bring one from his house” “his house that has a bedroom twice the size of this place?!”

the universe must really love jay because it ended up fitting almost perfectly, which gave him the ability to go on a tangent about how the budget for the tree could be used for other things now

everyone brought some ornaments and other things to decorate it with, and although it wasn’t a very aesthetically pleasing tree, it captured the home-like feeling of having everyone contribute to it

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#JAKE

the entire month of december he had been making plans to start his christmas shopping and drive around neighborhoods with you to look at people’s christmas decorations

it wasn’t until the twenties of the month came about that he suggested you help put up a tree in the dorm after almost no one in enha showed much holiday spirit

you drove him, sunoo and ni-ki to buy some ornaments and other things. on your trip, jake also suggested you bought some kits to make gingerbread houses, “buy some for yourselves, we’re not gonna play double date with you guys,” ni-ki teased

you took advantage of everyone being out doing their last minute shopping a day before christmas eve to spend the day with him making gingerbread houses that were way too sweet for either of you to eat

“i used way too much frosting” “look, (y/n), i’m making a little walkway with the gummy bears”

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#SUNGHOON

“have you guys put up your tree?” “our patio doesn’t have much space” “a christmas tree, hoon” “oh, no why would we?”

this man would not go past the i'm-too-busy-to-have-a-holiday-spirit mindset, so you had to take matters into your own hands by taking him to your closest home decor store

somehow you convinced him to choose a small tree while you got some ornaments and ribbons for it, and by the time you got back to him he was all “look this one has lights!” “this one looks like it got snowed on!” “this one is so small and cute, look!” “(y/n), are you listening?”

first thing you did as soon as you got home was decorating and putting everything up, eventually waking up everyone at the dorm with your laughs and banter

“i'm glad we got this one, the bigger one wasn’t as cute” “i told you this was fun but you never listen” “i could have been doing something more productive in this time” “but just looking at it gives you a serotonin boost” “shut up” “you know I'm right” “y’all hear sum?” “tell me i’m right, you grinch!”

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#SUNOO

this boy is so excited for the holidays !! he’s already done with all his gift shopping, and it only hits him now that there’s no tree to cover these carefully wrapped presents !!

“(y/n) you need to come over right now we need to find a christmas tree”

you didn't know how he could’ve completely missed that there was no tree at the dorm, but went along anyway

a true perfectionist at heart, he needs the tree to look exactly how he had it pictured in his mind. it’s endearing at first, but at some point you start wondering why he doesn’t help out if he’s got such a great idea (/nm)

insists on putting the very last ornament at the top and won’t hesitate to take an excessive amount of pictures, posting them all with captions like “aren't i the best at decorating”

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#JUNGWON

he’s not necessarily excited, but also doesn’t complain when you insist the dorm needs a christmas tree

“is this within our budget” “it’ll be a small tree, won, plus i’m bringing ornaments from my place to make it pretty”

slowly gets more excited the more you tell him what ribbons you like, the color scheme you’re planning. he’ll start chiming in when you’re indecisive

I definitely see him as the type to not really care for the aesthetics of it as long as you both like it. the other members will poke fun at the contrasting colors and patterns, but he really loves the festive-ness of it

give him the slightest compliment about how he has good taste or had a good idea and he’s a blushing mess. he’s definitely gonna remember it and replay the moment over and over for comfort

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#NI-KI

mans couldn’t care less about the christmas tree itself but if it means spending the entire day together count him in

(y/n) this, (y/n) that, it’s like he’s bouncing off the walls always wanting to show you something

when you first get your shopping cart he’ll look at you with a grin and ask if you wanna get inside so he can push you around

definitely asks you to do the same for him, resulting in all the old people with their grandkids giving you dirty looks

boasts about how he’s got great taste and your tree would look so ugly if it wasn’t for his amazing decoration skills. you only let him get away with it because he’s cute tbh

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junko-and-riri-domain · 3 years

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the right direction | pjs

final chapter of tatts & cupcakes my loves !!

Days turned to weeks which turned to months and ultimately a few years went by. In the past few years you officially became Jay’s girlfriend, Ni-ki learned that he had two dads, and Sunoo and Jungwon were more than happy to call you their mom. But despite this, there was always a lingering worry in the back of your head. What if one day, Jay decided that the trouble of loving you and Ni-ki was no longer worth it to him? What if Sunoo and Jungwon no longer wanted you as their mom or Ni-ki as their younger brother? But today those worries would be put to rest forever. As you looked at yourself in the mirror wearing the dress you had chosen for yourself while holding a bouquet of flowers, the sound of your name being called causes you to turn around to see Heeseung and Jake walking up to you with a grin on their faces.

“Jay’s gonna be a wreck when he sees you,” Heeseung said.

“Ten bucks says he’ll cry,” Jake adds in, nudging the older with his elbow. You can’t help but roll your eyes at the two and ask,

“Is everyone here already?”

“Yeah, they’re all sitting down. Sunghoon’s trying to calm Jay down though, I’ve never seen him this nervous before,” Jake replies. Dressed in their suits, Sunoo and Jungwon run up to you. While planning your wedding, you and Jay decided that Sunoo and Jungwon would walk you down the aisle while Ni-ki stood next to Jay. After Heeseung and Jake jokingly told you that there was still a way out if you wanted to leave, you stood behind the door with Sunoo and Jungwon holding your hand. When the doors opened and you took your first step, you the wedding march played. Despite all the people watching you, the nervousness was washed away and replaced with excitement. The only thing you could focus on was the sight of Jay and the feel of the two hands holding yours. You see Heeseung handing Jake what you can only assume to be a $10 bill, causing you to have to hold back a slight laugh. Step by step, you walked with Sunoo and Jungwon until you finally stood in front of the man who would be your husband. Sunoo and Jungwon head to your side while you see Ni-ki with the biggest smile on his face. You wipe away Jay’s tears, something that he’s done for you more times than you can count but today, the roles were switched.

“I love you.” You had said it in hopes of calming him down but it only seemed to have the opposite effect as he cried even harder. You felt lightheaded, palms sweaty, and the butterflies in your stomach felt as if they were doing cartwheels. Finally,

“You may now kiss the bride.” Not even a full second later you felt Jay pull you close and his lips on yours. He deepened the kiss slightly, but still mindful of the people in the audience watching you both. Jay’s arms settled around your waist while pressing a kiss to the top of your head,

“Thank you for giving us a chance,” you hear him whisper.

While you and Jay were unpacking boxes into the new house the five of you decided on, Sunoo, Jungwon, and Ni-ki were in the living room. The house had more than enough rooms for the boys to have their own but they chose to share one. In the meantime, the other rooms were turned into guest rooms. While watching them chatting and playing amongst each other, Jay’s presence makes itself known to your body with the feel of him behind you and his embrace surrounding you,

“We’re home,” you say as you hold Jay’s hands. You feel him playing with the wedding ring on your left hand and despite not directly looking at him, you just know that he’s smiling. While resting his head on your shoulder,

“Anywhere is home with you and our boys.” You turn around to face him,

“Y’know… our boys have been talking about wanting a cat lately.” Cringe washes over Jay’s face at the thought of a cat in the house,

“I’m allergic to cats.”

“What about a dog instead?” you ask, voice sounding more excited than you meant it to. Jay raises his eyebrow in suspicion,

“Is this something they want or something you want?”

“I’d like to think that this is a family necessity.”

“Dogs are just agents of capitalism,” he replies with a roll of his eyes.

“At least think about it first before saying no.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll think about it.”

Jay’s “YAHHHH” in the morning (which the entire neighborhood probably heard) wakes you up and gets you out of bed. Still sleepy, you drag a blanket with you. When you walk to the living room, you’re met with the sight of Ni-ki clinging onto Jay’s leg, Sunoo watching everything while munching on some bread you baked just last night, and Jungwon carrying Maeumi, your recently adopted dog in his arms.

“Jungwon-ah, give me the dog,” Jay says sternly and gritting his teeth. When Jungwon sees you, he immediately runs behind you but on his face, you can see a mischievous smirk. Patting Jungwon’s head and looking at Jay,

“Babe, what happened?”

“The little agent of capitalism chewed on the cables in my office!” You can’t help but laugh, while now petting Maeumi’s head,

“It’s kinda your fault for leaving the door open, isn’t it?” Jay sighs, most likely thinking of ways to find inner peace,

“D-don’t tell me you’re taking the dog’s side right now?”

“Of course I am.”

“You really love the dog more than me?” With a teasing smile,

“Of course I do.”

“I never should’ve agreed to adopting the dog if it was just gonna become number one in your heart,” he muttered.

“Our boys and Maeumi are number one to me, you’re second,” you corrected.

Following the next few weeks, you noticed that Maeumi was closer and clinger to you than normal. Maeumi would settle by your stomach when you sat on the couch or lay on your lap and you couldn’t help but wonder why. But then, it hit you.

You had been slightly moodier.

You felt a little queasy in the mornings.

And you were late.

When you realized what the possibility was, you headed to the bathroom. The morning of the day K came back into your and Ni-ki’s life, you were sick and Jay took care of you. He bought a ton of medicine and somehow, a pregnancy test got added into the mix. You weren’t sure why, but you had kept it after all this time. While waiting for the results of the test, thousands of thoughts were running through your mind as nervousness coursed through your veins. Were you and Jay even ready for a baby? Well... you had three kids already but a newborn? Having another child was a conversation that hadn’t yet come up after getting married, moving into the new house, and adopting Maeumi. After all, Jay was running his company while you were running the bakery. But when the test was finally ready and the two lines set in tears of happiness began to pour from your eyes. That night when Jay came home and you were all eating dinner you wanted to tell them right then and there but decided that it’d be better to tell them after getting confirmation from the doctor. Which was exactly what you did the next day.

“Congratulations!” the doctor said to you as she showed you the screen of the ultrasound. She printed out a couple of pictures for you to keep and you bought some decorations to surprise Jay tonight. After closing the bakery early and picking up the boys from school,

“When we get home, do you guys wanna help Eomma decorate the living room?” you asked after heading into the house.

“Is today a special day?” Jungwon asked, eyes wide and curiously looking up at you. You nodded and took out the picture to show them,

“You guys are going to have a little brother or sister in a few months.”

“Really? I won’t be the maknae anymore?” Ni-ki asked, eyes full of hope.

“Yup, you’ll be an oppa or a hyung now!”

“Wahh, can I eat tteokbeokki with our new dongsaeng?” came from Sunoo.

“When they get older, of course you can! Now, let’s get to decorating so we can surprise Appa, ok?” You were met with a chorus of excited “yes, Eomma!” and with that, decorating and getting ready to surprise Jay when he got home began.

The house was dark when Jay got home, causing him to wonder where you and the boys were.

“Love?” he called out.

No answer.

“Sunoo-ah?”

Nothing.

“Jungwon-ah?”

Nada.

“Ni-ki-ah?”

He swore he could’ve heard crickets chirping. Desperate for any answer,

“Yah! Agent of capitalism, where are you?” That garnered an answer as the light tapping of Maeumi’s feet on the floor met his ears and Maeumi was now in front of him. He picked up Maeumi and walked further into the house. Turning on the light in the living room and suddenly being met with,

“SURPRISE!”

“YAH, YOU SCARED ME!” he yelled as he stumbled back, and fell onto the floor. The boys instantly piled themselves on top of Jay in excitement but he looked at you with slight fear in his eyes,

“It’s not our anniversary, is it? Did I forget?” he asked. You shook your head,

“No, you didn’t forget anything. But we have a surprise for you.”

“And that is?” You handed Jay a small box in which you put a “dad of five kids” mug (Maeumi included even if Jay didn’t want to admit it), a picture of the ultrasound, and your pregnancy test. Jay looked at the cup in confusion but when he looked at the other contents of the box, it finally registered in his head. He held the ultrasound by its corner as if he were scared it’d turn to dust or get wrinkled.

“We’re having a baby?” His eyes were shining when he looked at you, you were unsure if it was because of the tears forming in his eyes or the happiness, maybe it was both.

“Mhm, we’re having a baby.”

“Wait isn’t this the test that I bought like, years ago?”

“I told you it’d come in handy one day.” All of a sudden, Jay was hugging you and practically sobbing in your shoulder,

“I love you. So, so, so much. I don’t think words can do my feelings justice. I just, I love you.” Returning Jay’s hug while rubbing his back,

“What do you want it to be?” you asked curiously. In Jay’s head flashed to the daydreams of a little girl running around a house, that little girl being half-you, half-him. But in this moment, he didn’t care if it was a girl, a boy, or whatever it’d choose to identify as in the future.

“Healthy, as long as it’s healthy I couldn’t care less.” You smiled at Jay’s response, hugging him tighter. You knew that being with Jay, trusting him, loving him, it truly was the right direction.

↬ final tatts & cupcakes a/n:

this is the end of tatts & cupcakes and wow has it been a rollercoaster !! i don’t know how to feel about this series ending since it was by first baby (is it weird to say that? idk but anyways) i'll be honest with yall, this series was a product of my procrastination... it was around 1 am and i just didn’t want to do any of my work so i just thought to myself, “let’s write a fic with jay as a single dad” because why not ?? initially, it was going to be a oneshot but then i realized writing it as a oneshot wasn’t the best option for me because one, i needed to get my work done at some point lmao and two, it’d just be way too long so i ended up writing the first chapter, read it over a bit, posted it, and tatts & cupcakes was born !! i didn’t think that the series would get this far with the storyline and there were a few times when i thought about discontinuing it due to things like school, thinking it wasn’t interesting enough, other responsibilities, etc., but then i started getting notifs related to the series and writing became the better parts of my weeks so thank you everyone !! for those who have read until this part and decided to give my writing a chance and for all the love that this series has received, thank you so much !! i hope that it’s been written well enough to be a series actually worth spending time on to read 🥺

even though this series is ending, i do have some happy news !! i’ve started a new one called cameras & caffeine the pairing for this series is cafe owner!jake x ceo!reader cameras & caffeine is similar to tatts & cupcakes in how reader is also a single mother there so if you’re interested check it out here :)

once again, thank you so so much for taking the time out of your day to read tatts & cupcakes and i hope you’ve enjoyed !!

~ riri 💞

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