nishimura riki - boyfriend headcanons °‧ 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 ·｡

gn reader- 10 headcanons - masterlist :)

⋆˙⟡ if you work at a job where you use your hands a lot and end up getting cuts or slivers on your nail beds when you both are alone he will kiss the cuts and small damages on your fingers. you don’t have to always have your nails done or things like that bc he genuinely doesn’t care

⋆˙⟡ if you do have your nails done or like to get them done he likes to be able to customize one nail himself. he thinks it’s fun

⋆˙⟡ the on melancholy hill gorillaz trend - you and him are BODYING…. can you imagine riki’s cute little eyebrow quirks and pouting while the camera pans to him. i’ve been thinking abt this one for a few days- same w the kisses on the fingers

⋆˙⟡ if you leave early in the mornings for whatever reason he will wake up till you leave. even if he has to day off or can sleep in, if you leave early he will get up just so he can say goodbye to you

⋆˙⟡ riki loves dancing, obviously, but sometimes he just wants to be goofy and dance without thinking. so little dance parties where you both are uncoordinated are very common.

⋆˙⟡ when traveling if you can’t go, he will bring you stuff home. like a simpsons plush or whatever you wanted from universal studios when he went

⋆˙⟡ if you do go, he’s definitely giving you those staff uniforms and concealing you. he thinks it’s funny (if you have long hair) to tuck all your hair in the hybe hats and have you record vlogs. (he pays you under the table in kisses for helping)

⋆˙⟡ if you get hurt, whether you’re younger or older than him, he likes to take care of you. everyone is always taking care of him and sometimes he feels guilty about that, so he goes the extra mile to take care of you.

⋆˙⟡ matching clothes, he loves it. he loves to match and take photos. especially candid photos of you. even if they come off goofy, to him it’s the memory of the moment not the contents of the photo.

⋆˙⟡ genuinely a really good boyfriend and tries his best to make time for you. he can get snappy sometimes and tired but he doesn’t outwardly take it out on you unapologetically. he makes sure to be there and present and kind.

⟡ one extra head canon- he prefers you calling him riki over his stage name bc it’s more sentimental to him (real quote 💪 i pinky promise i have the video)

meddle about . @uvuii works

꒰ genre. ꒱ ۪ sim jaeyun + femreader ⌇ ⌗written 0.4k : suggestive ? -> features jay.

Jake had met you through one of his good friends, Jay. His girlfriend was throwing a party over the weekend, and Jay insisted on him attending.

“There’s gonna be a hundred girls there man, one of them has to click for you. Seriously, we needa get you laid as soon as possible with all the shit you deal with at work these days.”

Jake originally didn’t have any desire to go to the party he was invited to, however, his mindset changed after getting off of a long shift. Poor sim jaeyun was stressed to the max with his annoying coworkers, and jays comment kept floating around in his mind all week. Maybe he would go.

That’s how jake found himself driving to this party. He decided to wear something pretty calm for his closet, a loose button up hanging off his shoulders, the first three buttons that lined the collar un-hooked, revealing slightly below his neck. He paired the shirt with dark jeans and nice dress shoes, a typical style that jaeyun found himself wearing quite a lot recently.

The first person Jake noticed when he walked into the crowded, loud room was you. The sparkling, short dress you were wearing catching his eyes almost immediately. However, whatever you were wearing was no match to your features. All it took was one glance at your smiling face and jake was ready to pick you up and take you to his apartment.

He stood at the doorway a few moments more, admiring your dancing body for a while longer, before he saw his friends waving at him from the bar.

As he listened in and out of his friends conversation, jake kept stealing glances at you. He watched you chat with your friends, nibbling on one of the mini strawberry shortcakes that were being passed around the room.

Jake hated strawberries, he knew that at most, but he wouldn’t mind tasting them off you.

It wasn’t normal for him to take such intense interest in a girl. Let alone one he had no interactions with, and had been aimlessly glancing at for less than fifteen minutes.

His eyes continued to rest on your remaining spot until your figure waved off your friends and shuffled over to the table of refreshments instead. Almost automatically, jake left the couches that him and his friends accompanied, making his way over to you.

You held jakes hand, light giggles escaping your lips quietly as the taller man directed you through his apartment. “Any roomates?” You asked him, whispering quietly to avoid any suspicions if he did have said roommate.

Jake thought the question in itself, and the way your voice went quiet with concern as you asked, was the most adorable thing. He wasted no time leading poor old questioning you to his room, sitting you on the bed as he kneeled down to reach you hight on his low mattress.

“None” he whispered, flashing you a genuine smile.

Silence followed between the two of you as he slowly inched closer. You could smell the sweet cologne lingering on his kneck, tempted to lean into him before the familiar scent disappeared suddenly. Jake dipped his head low to whisper in your kneck,

“Can I?”

The way his breath ticketed your kneck in the best way had you swooning. You managed to squeak out a quiet comply as Jake let out a low chuckle, immediately connecting his lips with yours.

When you deepened the kiss, it had jaeyun seeing stars. The silent gasps and sighs that escaped your mouth when he lightly tugged on your bottom lip had him reeling. He gently guided you to lay fully on the bed as he led a trail of pecks down your neck, your hands reaching to tangle in his dark hair, the two of you lost in each other.

He made the right choice going to that party.

౨ৎ Heeseung as your MC partner

pairing: idol!hee x idol!reader ⋆ genre: fluff ⋆ warnings: none

¡ requests: open !

꩜ soso sweet and polite when you guys first meet

꩜ definitely is admiring how good looking you are, even doing a double take as he tries to go over his lines

꩜ watches you with love and admiration in his eyes as you interact with the group your interviewing with a big smile on your face

꩜ when you two get comfortable with each other, the jokes and conversations flow more easy

꩜ he’s such a tease too!!! the silly pick up lines on his card gives him chances to flirt with you and best believe he’s going to use them up to the max

꩜ “We should go out for coffee sometimes..” “Heeseung don’t finish that line for the sake of me and our viewers..” “Because i like you a LATTE!” and cue him winking at you as you hide your face behind your card

꩜ the fans live for your guys interactions and chemistry, never a dull moment with the two of you together. Even behind the scenes Heeseung can be seen clingy into you like a lost puppy

꩜ brings you random gifts outside of MCing, would ask if you can hang out and just pull up with a bouquet of your favorite flowers or maybe the bracelets he saw you eyeing the last time you two went window shopping

꩜ you would surprise him one day with mini toy stories figure with a shy smile and he almost got down on one knee to propose

꩜ the flirting between the two of you would be more apparent to the fans which would make them ship you guys even more plus fan edits and theroies

꩜ You guys eat the edit up every time you see one, giggling to yourselves like highschool students and even after you get together you two will be head over heels for each other <3

the boy i loved before; yjw

synopsis: you discover the gifts your ex once gifted you on every date pairing: ex bf! jungwon x ex gf! reader genre: ex’s to potential lovers warnings: ex relationship, mentions of mental struggle sav notes: this is a piece for the polaroid love event ^.^ hosted by the lovelies @nishions & @lilacnini >< wc = 894 words

the hardest part of your breakup was accepting the fact that you weren’t with who you thought would be your forever. you couldn’t recall what went wrong, all you knew was that your soulmate was gone, and you didn’t know if there was a possibility you would rekindle, realizing you were a match made in heaven.

for two days straight you sat in your room, watching everyone else happy in their own relationships. you cried as you couldn’t even patch your mind around the fact that you and jungwon were over. 3 years of love and affection, now all a memory that replays in your head whenever you’re trying to go about with your life.

the first step into this new you was cleaning your living space. the apartment you once shared with jungwon was now yours, filled with empty boxes and a bunch of belongings that belonged to your once boyfriend. the image of your boyfriend packing his belongings, replays in your head.

“i’ll be back first thing in the morning to get this box.” jungwon said as he took majority of his boxes and personal possessions with him, as this would be the last time he steps foot into this apartment.

you watched as the door closed, your eyes heavy with tears. you sat down on your floor as you cried, hoping in some way he’d come back.

you set the box aside as you continued your clean your apartment. soon after, your apartment began looking more cozy. it was time to clean your room, which looked like it had been struck by a tornado.

after some furniture rearranging and a deep cleaning, your room became your room; rather than being your sad depression corner. as you were cleaning house stumbled across a box, a small white box with pink bows on it.

“what’s this?” you thought to yourself, not exactly remembering where this box had came from.

you begun observing the box, finding the words “from jungwon.” your heart nearly stopped as you read those words, and a tightening pain grew to your chest.

you opened the box, concerned about the containments of the box. there lied every single object jungwon has gifted you within the few years you had been together.

the valentine’s day bear.

you held it in your hand, looking at it carefully. you held it close to your nose, as you remember jungwon mentioned it was scented with a chocolate scent. it was your first valentine’s day with jungwon, he had no clue what to get you; so he only asked you two questions. “do you like chocolate?” and “do you like plushies?”

the polaroid pictures from the photo booth you visited after watching a horror movie.

your first date. jungwon planned a perfect movie date, a bit scared because he didn’t enjoy movies that gave him a scare; but was willing to do it just for you. jungwon clung onto your arm anytime a jump scare occurred, you hold onto his arms, he felt more comfortable and at ease. from that point on, jungwon would never be caught at a movie theater watching something that gave him a few sleepless nights.

his favorite gray hoodie

everytime you felt cold, jungwon always had your special hoodie. although it was his, he later realized how much comfort the hoodie brought to you. everytime he’s on his way to see you, he always carries it. jungwon never once forgot yours (his) favorite hoodie.

the wrist bands from your arcade date.

second date, the date where you and jungwon begun to get more close towards each other; also where the awkward stage was no longer there. that day was perfect, jungwon picked you up at 5 and took you to one of the coolest arcades in town. for hours, you and jungwon played countless games and won each other a bunch of prizes. those prizes rested on your shelves, still sitting in the same spot they were placed in.

you began to break down, you heart hurt as you held onto each possession tightly. after all, jungwon was the only guy who made you feel special about yourself. jungwon helped you gain the confidence and self esteem you had today. you were his beautiful girl after all, his prettiest flower. you brought your knees closer to your head as you continued to sob, soaking your sweatpants with tears.

just as you continued to sob, you heard a slight knock at your front door; causing you to jump. you rushed towards your front door, checking the peep hole to see who was there.

jungwon.

you froze in place, not knowing exactly what to do. you wiped your tears away, before opening the door slowly. jungwon stood in your doorway, tears flowing down his eyes; he was barely able to see. jungwon rushed into your arms, holding onto you tightly.

“i’m not ready to let you go.” he sobbed, words hardly able to make out; due to his sobbing. “i still love you.” jungwon squeezed into you, signaling that he was not ready to move on and leave; in fact he still wanted you more than anything.

“then fix this.” you looked at him, determination on your face.

jungwon looked down at you and smiled, tears still in his eyes. “i love you my beautiful girl, and i want to make this right.”

silent hug

author's note. this is veeeery self indulgent bc my exams r killing me so yeah 👍

genre. hurt to comfort (i think?), classmates to friends ??? idk man just whipped n cute sunoo

summary. in which your classmate comforts you when you tear up in class :(

warnings. cursing, reader is in a bad place mentally,, kinda hinting to academic burnout? ,, crying :( + not proofread, sorry!!

word count. 1286

with a heavy sigh you plopped down on the chair, putting your bag on the desk. the walk from the bus stop to the university tired you out but at least you got four or five minutes before the classes started. so you rested your head against the bag and closed your eyes, taking in a little more sleep than you could get this morning.

the final season is coming to an end, finally. but weirdly enough, you don’t feel relieved. sure, there’s only three or four exams left – and you haven’t really studied for them but that’s a thing to do the day before, isn’t it? – but you can’t help but feel the exhaustion. your friends chat about how there’s less things to take then it was at the beginning, sure. but the closer you get to the midterm break, the less motivation you have. and the tiredness that accumulated throughout the whole month is seeking its way out.

which is why you’re a mess nowadays. promising yourself to study but ending up doing everything but studying, falling asleep at ungodly hours (and regretting it later)… or shutting yourself down from the world. your friends got used to it, everyone has their lives after classes after all. but you carry on with do not disturb on most of the time, missing out their conversations on chats and tiktoks they’ve sent you. sure, you could’ve read them later – but there’s a sinking feeling of guilt (and a dazzle of overthinking) that you’re such a shitty friend.

all of this causes your negative emotions to bottle up. and you know it’s not a good thing, especially when you feel like you’re about to cry when a minor inconvenience occurs. but you’re stronger than that, no? the thought of locking yourself in your room during the break keeps you alive, pushing the sadness – seemingly – away.

a sudden tap on your shoulder caused you to open your eyes and lazily shift your focus to your classmate, sunoo. you looked around and didn’t see your friends… well, they probably skipped the classes since some of them are careless just like that.

"it’s about to start" sunoo smiled gently and you noticed the way his ebony gaze lingered on you for a while longer. great, you should’ve put at least some foundation.

"thanks" you nodded and took out your ipad, the other hand rubbing your eye. here we go…

"i feel like… some people in this class don’t take my lessons seriously" the professor started and you froze, heart skipping a beat. he couldn’t possibly mean you, right? “the final exam is around the corner and some of you… did not too well on the quiz"

oh, well. it’s definitely aimed at you.

"i’ll hand them out at the end of the class and then run over your mistakes. now we’ll do a revision. and you better listen" the man says and you could swear his piercing gaze is drilling into your soul.

an unpleasant feeling of warmth creeped into your face and once again you curse yourself for not putting any makeup. sunoo glanced at you, a sad smile on his lips.

the professor approached you at the end, when all of the students already left. putting the paper sheet with a nasty P– on it, you frowned. hey, you passed!

"y/n, i’m really disappointed. i don’t know what’s going on but that’s the worst work of yours so far. pull yourself together. there’s so many major mistakes… spellings… it’s not an academic level. you were one point away from not passing this one" his words hit a cord in your heart, your palms beginning to sweat. he patted the paper and returned to his desk, grabbing his stuff.

and you didn’t even know when that happened – your sweaty palms shaking, breath getting stuck in your throat, vision blurry because of tears.

you packed your things and wanted to leave but your legs felt too weak. your professor left, causing you to end up all alone in the room.

you sniffed, trying to wipe out the tears but they seemed to have other plans.

"don’t cry, idiot. it’s fucking embarrassing" you breathed out to yourself, voice barely above a whisper.

"y/n, if you want… oh. are you okay?"

you would normally look up to see who that was but the realization of someone even seeing you in such state caused your face to redden even more. pulling your t-shirt up to hide your face in it, you felt like there was no way out: you couldn’t possibly stop crying. it was like your professor’s words triggered something.

"i’m… hey, it’s okay. did he say anything bad to you? or do?" someone approached you and you shook your head as a no. "can i stay here?"

you hesitantly peeled from your shirt and noticed sunoo. his gaze softened upon seeing your teary eyes, lashes wet and flushed face.

"just… don’t mind me" you mumbled and hid your face in your shirt again. you just couldn’t stand someone seeing you in such state, whether it was someone close or a stranger.

"i… i don’t know what he said but i’ve noticed that there’s something going on with you. and may have heard what your friends said... do you want to talk about it?" sunoo asked gently and all he could hear were the harsh sobs leaving your lips.

"they talk about me behind my back?" you whined, your shoulders shaking even more. his eyes widened. that was not the best thing to say…

"no, no! i mean they said you look really tired lately…" he explained hastily and suddenly you looked up. your shirt was soaked with tears and your face was a mess, your pupils blown and wet stains on your cheeks.

"i’m so tired, sunoo. i don’t think i can handle this anymore… and everyone seems to be doing great… just not me…" you mumbled, sending him a sad smile. the pearly tears balanced at the edge of your waterline, ready to spill. he shook his head.

"you’ve got this, i know you do. you got here somehow in the first place, no? if you want, i can help you. with anything. i’m not the smartest but i do understand some things so…" he stopped talking upon seeing your curious gaze.

"why are you doing this?” you asked, sniffling.

"i just… you’re my classmate in a need of help. i couldn’t stand there and not do anything when i heard you cry. and now there’s no way out, isn’t it?" sunoo joked and his face lit up. oh, this boy was a literal sunshine.

"you said everything?" you mumbled, unsurely. he nodded, a caring smile tugging on his lips "can… hmpfh… can i hug you…?"

the words were so quiet, sunoo barely heard them. but he noticed the begging look in your eyes and who was he to deny? it’s not like he would mind, either.

sunoo just opened your arms and you hugged him tightly, wrapping your arms around his waist. he patted your back soothingly, letting you let out all of your pent up stress.

a part of sunoo’s heart raced because he wouldn’t have ever imagined that he would hug his hallway crush. the other part which caused his heart to race was the embrace itself, your smell and you in general – and he was happy he could help you.

neither of you didn’t have to talk right now. a silent hug that expressed more than a sentences could ever. and both of you knew, sitting here glued to each other and in comfortable silence, that it was a beginning of a beautiful friendship.

masterlist <3

taglist. @primoppang ,, @laylasbunbunny ,, @slytherinshua ,, @kazmura ,, @nicholasluvbot ,, @weird-bookworm ,, @dazzlingligth ,, @w3bqrl ,, @ocean-minho ,, @s-e-s-a-l-e-n-e ,, @eternalgyu ,, @haecien

Don’t Do That | Sunghoon

pairing: bf!Sunghoon x fem!reader/self-insert

genre: angst, comfort, fluff, non-idol!AU & uni!AU

warnings: self-depreciating thoughts & not proof-read

word count: 1.1k

summary: Sunghoon comforts you when you get too into your head

Honestly sometimes it feels like your day doesn’t really start until you get to your last class which so happens to be calculus. Not to say that your other classes don’t stress you out, but when it comes to comparing the workload calculus wins all.

From the weekly homework, online quizzes, and lab quizzes. It felt like you were running a marathon every week. To a certain extent of each topic, you’d understand a good chunk of it with the occasional running into not understanding something.

However, those little setbacks made you feel so stupid & you couldn’t do anything but berate yourself. God forbid you celebrate what you do but focus on nothing but what you don’t understand.

It was an awful habit you had and despite trying to break that habit, you can’t help it. It’s even worse when you realize what a tiny mistake it is. Thinking to yourself: if you were just a little bit smarter or took your time with solving it, you wouldn’t have gotten it wrong.

To compound that stress, timed (and) test anxiety just crawls up behind you to give you the biggest and longest squeeze ever. Not being able to escape from their hold, you start to crack under pressure and give into their hug.

It doesn’t matter if you tell them to let go, they don’t listen. They’re quite stubborn and refuse to listen to rationality… which is exactly how they got here in the first place. The overthinking and stressing over a weekly lab quiz not so subtly invited those two others. The irrational thoughts received a cue to send them over.

Actually they paid a visit when you took your weekly lab quiz this week. It was an awful experience, to say the least. You were stuck on the first question and kept on trying to resolve it as many times as needed in order to find the right solution. To no avail, you never found it.

It felt embarrassing when too you realized that being focused on getting one question right, left you to finish two other questions that you hadn’t either started or finished. But how could you focus when you couldn’t even get past the first question? It frustrated you the entire time.

The bad thoughts by then already started flowing in. Calling you stupid, idiot, and dumb. Thinking to yourself, if you can’t do this, what will you do on the exam??

The time eventually reached the end of class and all you could think about was how freaking stressful and miserable you did on this. It crushed your spirit and confidence into tiny little pieces. All you wanted to do was figure out how to do it and learn from this so that you never make this mistake again.

Being so in your negative thoughts, you barely heard your boyfriend call your name. He was walking beside you, and when you didn’t respond, he decided to walk in front of you. Maybe in hopes to get your attention and to see what was up. It wasn’t like you to ignore him.

He took a glance at your face wearing a pitiful look and at your phone. Along with your silence filling the space between you two. Sunghoon was able to piece together.

God he hated when you did this. It hurt him to see you be so mean to yourself when you would literally give anyone else encouragement or comfort when they needed it. Who was going to do that for you? The answer is always going to be him.

You won’t ask for it but your face & actions say it all. While you’re still feeling upset about your quiz, you walk into something… that turned out to be someone. Not even looking up, you apologize and try to walk past them.

However, Sunghoon gently grabs a hold of your arm. Making sure to not let you go. Only then do you look up and see your sweet boyfriend. All you want to do is cry in his arms and tell him how bad the test was. But you don’t, instead you just hold his hand.

Sunghoon thought he’d be able to elicit a reaction out of you with that but fails. So he opts for the next best thing, giving you a forehead kiss and making sure you make eye contact. He needs to see that you’re okay, even though he knows you’re not.

When his lips land on your forehead, your eyes and his meet. He can see the light in your eyes dimming. Sunghoon wishes nothing but to make you feel better.

Still no reaction and no response. You guys continue walking to your next class in silence. Finally he can’t take it anymore and says to you, “Stop. Don’t do that.”

Your eyes find him and try to play coy. Tilting your head and raising your eyebrows. You know he probably knows but you don’t want to admit it. “Don’t do what? Hold your hand?” A nervous chuckle leaves your mouth in an attempt to lighten the mood.

“No. You know what I mean. You’re being mean and harsh on yourself again. I’m not saying that you can’t be upset about a grade but baby, you have so many more chances to do better next time. Plus, why don’t you ever give yourself credit for trying the best you could or be glad that you understand some of it? It hurts me that you do this to yourself.”

His eyes lock eyes with yours. A little stare down is happening and he doesn’t intend to lose. Your eyes eventually look back to the ground.

“A bad grade won’t ruin your life… mostly but I know who you are. A smart, kind, lovely, and hard-working woman. Someone who doesn’t give up, usually. You also have been going out of your comfort zone to even ask questions, when I know you normally would just hope someone else asks it too.” Sunghoon gently lifts your head back up to hold your face in his soft hands.

“I’m proud of you always but my love, you have to be gentle with yourself. You’re doing great! Give yourself some grace so that you can ace anything.” Kissing your hand, he releases your face and continues walking with you.

You stop him from walking to give him a cheek kiss and thank him. “You always know what to say, Hoonie. Thank you for always being my voice of reason and encouragement. I appreciate you more than the words I love you can even mean.” Upon hearing that, a smile appears on his face.

“You know I’ve always got you, love.” 

I severely needed this a few weeks ago 😭 actually lowkey last week and the week before. I was so mad and upset at for not doing better, but anyways !! I hope you get to let how you feel about a situation flow through and let it out. And also slowly let it go because it's temporary. May your hard-work and efforts get you where you want to be & I'm cheering you on the sidelines :))

signing off with love,

- ash

Enhypen as Quotes I Found on Pinterest

Warnings: Just a lot of fluff. Mention of abuse and PTSD in Jay's story.

A/N: I was bored and this thought randomly came into my brain as I sat on my sofa with my cat! Pinterest has been making me lovesick nowadays so BAM here it is. I'm sorry Heeseung's is really short tho.

Heeseung - My heart is so full of you that I can hardly call it my own.

Doing the dishes was your job around the household. Usually Heeseung would do the laundry and you'd handle the dishes. This was the only time when both of you wouldn't be hugging or touching each other because Heeseung is such a cuddle bug. But today for some reason, Heeseung was extra cuddly and in need of human touch. He acted as if he had been touch starved his entire life as he tried to pull you into the sofa from the sink. You brushed him off gently and continued to do the dishes. You lifted you arms from your body once to reach the shelf above you and two big arms immediately circled around your waist. Heeseung had trapped you and now he wouldn't let go. "My heart is so full of you, that I can hardly call it my own Y/N. Please cuddle with me?" You couldn't resist his Bambi eyes so , eventually you abandoned the rest of the dishes and curled up under the blankets while Heeseung cuddled with you like he hadn't done so in a century.

Jay - Your eyes hold everything my soul hungers for.

Jay and you were basically a married couple,barring the ring on your finger. At random moments of the day, Jay would blurt out 'I wanna marry you' and everytime you always say 'I'll say yes,don't worry.' He had gotten you a promise ring which was more precious than any of the expensive jewelry he had given you. The thing with you was that, as a victim of emotional and physical abuse, ever since childhood, you had never really known any actual love or any emotion other than anger. Meeting Jay was like meeting an angel. He was everything that you always needed but never knew you wanted. Like Taylor Swift once said, you would have easily married him with paper rings even though he got you ones of sapphires and rubies. One fine day, your brain decided to bring back all the trauma. One of your friends had made a 'joke' regarding PTSD and you let it reach to your heart. So there you were at home just crying your heart out to Jay when you asked him "Jay why do you love me?" Jay looked at you with soft eyes before answering "I have an entire presentation ready as to why I love you sweetheart. Everything about you is perfect. Your eyes hold everything my soul thirsts for." You wiped away your tears and giggled at the sudden poetry, when you noticed Jay on the ground. On. One. Knee. With a ring box in his hands. Before he could even start his speech, you shouted 'YES' and leapt at him to hug him and never let go.

Jake - when death takes my hand, I will hold you with the other and promise to find you in every lifetime.

A happy little Aussie boy was someone in your life, whom you would kill and die for. Jake was perfect. Both of you had met two years ago at your pet cafe where you served for both pets and their parents. And sometimes the parents were attractive, to say the least. Bouncing in with a cream border collie called Layla, Jake had fluffy brown hair and the sweetest smile you had ever seen. He bought a lot of things for Layla and when Layla refused to move from your cafe, Jake joked that Layla had found her mom. You kinda wished you were her mom. He came back the next day and asked if he could leave Layla here for a couple of minutes cause he had an errand at a place that didn't allow dogs. You happily obliged to do it for free, even though he had offered to pay money, and sat there serving the customers with Layla snoozing at your feet. Jake came in a few hours later and as he took Layla and apologized a million times for leaving Layla out late he asked you out. And of course you said yes and one thing led to another and now you were together for two years. One night, on movie night, Jake had a game he wanted to play. He had tiny chits of paper with things written on them and he explained the very peculiar rules of the game. "So me and the boys have written down seven cringey things which we think can steal a girl's heart and we want you to rate them. I won't tell you which one I wrote I want you to guess!" You happily agreed to that and sat down as Jake read out very cringey pick up lines and very poetic lines which were probably written by Sunghoon and Jay, respectively. At the end he picked up a yellow coloured chit and read out "When death takes my hand, I will hold you by the other and promise to find you in every lifetime." He looked up to see your shocked eyes and puckering lips. You were so moved by that line that your expression was one of disgust (like the one you do when you find a really good song). Jake, the poor soul was so worried because that was the line he had written. He knew you really liked the idea of lifetimes so he had written it for you and he muttered a slow 'Thats the one I wrote.' to you. You couldn't take it anymore and you pounced on him giving him a very long and very deep kiss. When you broke away from the kiss, Jake grinned at you and said, "So do I have rizz now?" "Not at all. But you do have my heart, Jakey." The rest of the night moved in slow slithers as both of you melted into each other's touch, grinning at the fact that Layla brought you together.

Sunghoon - It's very comforting. To finally have something worth living for.

Sunghoon was the biggest crime lord in all of the world. You, his high school sweetheart were tracked down and bought to him. His parents wanted him to marry someone and he had no one else in mind except for you. You eventually ties the knot in a ceremony which you did not want. Yes, you loved Sunghoon but you had a life of your own. How could you be just some trophy wife? In the beginning you had thought about how cold Sunghoon had grown. He was nothing like the awkwardly cute sixteen year old boy you had given your heart to in high school. He was a stone cold killer now. On occasions when you would go out, you would always have bodyguards with you. You didn't think much of it, but deep inside you had a tiny though which you repressed that maybe Sunghoon does care about you. On one such occasion, you were at the perfume store with your best friend and you didn't take note of the fact that your bodyguard was acting shifty. He wasn't attentive today and he kept touching his back pockets. Suspicious, you hid at the back of the store until your suspicions were confirmed. Your bodyguard had betrayed Sunghoon and was about to kill you. Scared, you called Sunghoon and in a shaky voice explained your situation. And that marked the first time you had ever heard Sunghoon's voice falter and stutter. He arrived with bodyguards just a minute later and took you home as you cried to him all night. He cupped your face gently in his hands as you questioned him "Do you even love me? Or is this just another one of your shenanigans? Please Sunghoon answer me." You had fallen completely in love with him today and your heart gently lifted when he said, in a soft voice "Y/N, listen to me. I had loved you ever since the day we got married. I know you didn't like this but I had to do it. Every other woman I met was a spy for other overlords. My parents were pressuring me and I couldn't think straight. But I love you. I love you more than I love myself." You sniffled at his words and hugged him tight as he whispered into your ear, "It's very comforting. To finally have something worth living for."

Sunoo - you drew memories in my mind, I could never erase. You painted colours in my heart I could never replace.

Sunoo was the most infuriating person on Earth. He joined your school only last year and he had already beaten you in almost every subject. It shouldn't have been that annoying to you, since you're parents really did not care about grades much and told you to focus on your extracurriculars instead. Science and painting were your favourite subjects and you were thankful that Sunoo didn't get a proper hold of them yet. But it still didn't stop you from getting mad whenever he gave you that sarcastic smile with his beautiful fox like eyes. The professor who took the painting job always got frustrated with Sunoo and often asked you to tutor him in painting. Usually people wouldn't pay attention to the subject but you were in a school which was the elitest of the elite. Tutoring Sunoo was torture. He would end up staring at you and not listening to a word you say and choosing, instead, to judge the decor in your room. But when he left your house, there was an odd feeling of loneliness in you. You missed him. That's when you realised that you liked him. There was just something about that weird smile and that cute little laugh and the way he was so gentle with people that made your heart go boom. But then again, he would ruin it every weekend by coming over to the cafe you worked at and ordering the most difficult thing to make in the menu. When you had accidentally made the drink without him asking, because you knew he would come in that day, he went weirdly quite, mumbled a thank you and raced out the door, instead of going to his usual place. One August morning, there was a painting event in your school. Judges from all over the county were coming and you had made a beautiful portrait to win the prize which was a scholarship to your dream university. The portrait was a blend of reds and purples and it was of one of your favourite actresses. You felt very proud of your painting as portraits weren't your strongest power but you didn't want to just paint another boring landscape. The event went on till the afternoon and you kept your eyes peeled for Sunoo in order to show off your painting to him and look at whatever horrible thing he had put on his canvas. The end of the event came with the announcement of the winners. Your ears almost couldn't believe it when you win the first prize. You went up on stage and took your big trophy and your scholarship. Even though your parents were rich, you had always wanted to make it to college on your own without spending much of their money. As you were daydreaming on stage, the booming voice of your English teacher spoke into a microphone. "It is with great delight that I announce that the judges have also decided a person to win the second position! So please put your hands together for Kim Sunoo! Who has won for his portrait of our winner Yang Y/N!" You almost got whiplash from whipping your head around to see Sunoo in his blue cardigan going to receive a silver medal along with a portrait of you in colours of lilac and gold. After the event was over, you dragged Sunoo over to the gym area and asked him aggressively "Why did you paint me? And since when have you gotten so good at painting, Sunoo?' Sunoo looked at you with rather sad eyes and said "I was always good at painting. I just wanted to catch your attention Y/N. And I couldn't think of anyone else who's features I had memorised as well as yours, so I painted you." You were taken aback as you gawked at him and shouted, "But you hate me! You torture me every day. What the absolute hell do you even mean by that sentence?" "I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU Y/N." Sunoo shouted with indignation. "Ever since I joined I have had a crush on you. How can I not? When you've drawn memories in my mind I cannot erase and you've painted colours in my heart I cannot replace!" That was all it took. For you to throw yourself on Sunoo and kiss him, taking in all the love you had for each other. It was safe to say your classmates were very confused when they saw two rivals holding hands and walking out of the gym, smiling brighter than the sun.

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non!idolsunghoon x fem!reader

“you’re my everything”

synopsis: you wake up to your boyfriend being clingy in his half-asleep state.

warnings/content: written in third pov. fluffy fluff! sunghoon’s clingy and reader kind of hates physical touch and is a little mean (lmao). nicknames used (gorgeous, baby, and loser). back in my fluff era :(

comments, likes, and reposts are appreciated :)

word count: 541

a/n: really short oneshot bc college is kicking my butt

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current song playing: everything by the black skirts

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little bird chirps were heard out of the window, awakening y/n to the early morning.

her eyes blinked repeatedly before realizing it was about time she got up. in sight, she woke up to her boyfriend’s chest in front of her.

softly, she grumbled as she felt his loose hold around her. her head turned and found her phone lying on the nightstand; having the sudden idea to reach for it, she gently scooted away from her sound-asleep boyfriend.

as she almost gained the grasp of her phone with the inch of her hands near it, she felt a sudden pull on her body.

immediately, she met face to face with sunghoon, whose eyes were still closed.

“what are you doing doing, hm?” he whispered, the words almost not even processing through y/n’s ears.

“just trying to get my phone, hoonie.”

the male let out a soft laugh, pulling her closer to him again as she met with his chest this time. “go to sleep, gorgeous.” he whispered in the same tone.

y/n huffed out a sigh. “hoon-“ she whined out, body trying to escape his as he began to embrace her more. “it’s too early for you to be this clingy.”

the girl continued to try and pry out of his hold but she simply couldn’t with his strong arms. “exactly, so go back to sleep.” he hoarsely said with a scratchy throat.

y/n’s hands pushed on his chest, not even listening to his words. “too much.” she groaned, feeling the physical touch sickness get to her in quick time.

“i just want to hug my girlfriend.” sunghoon murmured in a little pout.

she rolled her eyes at his excuse. “and i just want my phone.” her hands remained persistent on pushing him away while he was still in a tired state.

“damn hoon, why are you still strong when you’re tired?”

“is that a compliment?” he huffed out a laugh at his own remark, feeling slightly proud that it got his girlfriend a little flustered.

“no loser, now let me go.”

her whine became more continuous until his hands strongly held onto hers that had been lightly hitting his chest.

“i’m not letting go, baby.” he softly mumbled in that husk voice he had, giving a pull on her hands so he could hold her.

hoon’s chin laid on top of her head as she frustratingly gave in. “you’d think with our personalities so similar, you’d be the one more distant with physical touch.” she uttered back as a response, leaning in closer to his chest as a sign that she stopped trying.

y/n heard him give a low chuckle. “i’m only like this with you.”

she rolled her eyes at his reply — “you loser.”

she felt his chin slightly move, knowing that he had smiled at the nickname she used for him on a daily basis.

“we’re sleeping in.” he mumbled, words slurring as he got closer to falling asleep again.

a soft — ‘mhm’ — was made from her as she let herself cling onto his chest while he let go of her hands to embrace her. in quick time, the two fell back asleep in being closely cuddled; taking in the warmth they both radiated in the presence of each other.

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ex bf texts — enhypen

୧ ׅ𖥔 ۫ PRINCESS TREATMENT WITH WON ! ⋄ 𓍯

୨୧ pairing . yang jungwon x reader

୨୧ genre . fluff / hcs / suggestive

୨୧ synopsis . hcs of the things wonie would do to make you feel like a princess !

✶ CARRYING YOUR SHOES FOR YOU WHEN YOUR FEET HURT !

﹒dates are frequent in your household, he takes you out on them whenever he gets the time, whether it’s a home date or he booked a reservation at a very in demand restaurant. you wanted to look really pretty tonight, since he wanted to take you out to dinner at a new five star italian restaurant, mill on the river, and decided to wear a pair of cute, but undeniably uncomfortable ysl heels.

﹒you look adorable, but obviously, on the long walk back to the car, your feet are starting to kill you. he almost immediately notices and stops in his tracks, turning around to pull off your heels. he picks you up, able to carry you with one hand, carrying your heels in the other.

﹒he pouts, saying you didn’t have to wear the heels just cause you wanted to look good for him, and gently scolds you on wearing some more comfortable shoes next time. he sets you in the passenger seat and drives the two of you home, unknowing of the great gift he’s about to get when they get home.

✶ GIVING THE BEST AFTERCARE !

﹒despite the fact he’s usually gentle during your times of intimacy together, there’s just some days that he is in a horrible mood, maybe he had a bad practice or got into a fight with one of his members, no matter what it was, he comes home in a huff and smashes his lips onto yours. you, being the sweet girlfriend you are, let him have his way with you, letting him manhandle you into whatever positions he wants and be as rough as he wants.

﹒after he gets out all of his anger from the sex, he collapses into your arms from letting out all of his pent up frustration, picking you up with heavy arms and carrying you into the bathroom. he prepares a bubble bath into your jacuzzi shaped tub, setting up rose petals and candle lights. he washes your hair and gives you a massage, kissing your wet skin all over. he loves you so much and you end up falling asleep in his warm embrace.

✶ KNOWING YOUR PERIOD CYCLE BY HEART !

﹒jungwon has your period cycle on a tracker app on his phone. he checks it regularly, and when he sees your time of the month is coming up, he runs out to buy all sorts of snacks and tampons for you, knowing exactly what you crave every time.

﹒when you do start your period, he’s constantly at your every beck and call, fetching whatever you need or just serving as a human heating pad, rubbing at your stomach to ease your cramps as you sit on his lap.

﹒you spend those 7 days together mostly, just laying in bed and watching tv. he’ll even miss practice for you. every night you go to sleep with a warm kiss on the forehead or cheek and every morning you wake up with the same feeling of his fluttering kisses on your face.

@vixialuvs ‘24. don’t steal my work ! reblogs and likes are always appreciated, thank you for reading my dears !

LOSER BOYFRIEND HEESEUNG TEXTS

pairing ☆ loser boyfriend! Heeseung x fem reader! genre ☆ fluff, crack, texts? warnings ☆ mentions of kissing, cursing

hii :)) i saw ur requests and since i love how you do your piece of work, i was wondering if u could do enha texts when their partner (y/n) is failing one of their subjects at school? or smth like that? thank you!

enha texts + scenarios- when you’re failing your class!

a/n: OMG OF COURSE ANON!!! i really hope you aren’t failing any of your classes :( but i get it trust me. i am not very academic i’ll be fr

warnings- cursing

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jungwon-

jungwon immediately after comes out of his room to watch you and jake try to tackle this math assignment. you were not wrong jake was terrifying while explaining calculus. eventually jungwon got bored and saw you needed a break so you both took a late night walk and got ice cream :)

heeseung-

heeseung surprisingly helped you a lot with your work. he doubted himself greatly but when it came to it he really did help you. he would read your books, try to get a grasp, and then explain it to you. heeseung is also super reassuring and holds your hand softly while explaining things.

jay-

making your studying session a competition was absolutely genius. jay had the rest of enha join the jeopardy game and it helped A TON. you would remember things because someone did something stupid and it’d trigger the memory in your head. eventually your grade rose and jay took you out 🫶

jake-

jake felt awful holding you in his arms and listening to you stress over school. he understood. as much as he enjoyed learning and growing, the numbers and grades always stressed him out to. it felt wrong to put a grade on learning. jake from this point forward made it his absolute goal to help you with whatever schooling you needed help with. to him it was a win win, he got to learn and help his favorite person.

sunghoon-

sunghoon didn’t know your history work from atom. he felt horrible that he couldn’t help as much as a tutor or something. however, he didn’t know all you needed was just someone there. your studying went smoothy with sunghoon leaning on you and feeding you when needed. he’d always remind you to eat and drink, to be honest you believed you only passed because of him taking care of you.

sunoo-

right when sunoo found out you were failing he immediately went to riki and begged him to help you with your language work. you were taking japanese and no matter how good you were at it the teacher just was not it. so you obviously needed extra help. sunoo hated to see you struggling so he would sit there next to you while riki attempted to help you as much as he could. if either of you got frustrated sunoo would have a 15 min break which consisted of ice cream and playing with your hair. then it was back to work

riki-

having riki in your home while you attempted to write an essay sounds like a nightmare. but to be honest, all he did was lay on you and go on tiktok as you typed away. you’d ask questions about a certain topic and he would look it up then text you the article for the bibliography page too. he really did help you even if he had no clue what the fuck MLA formatting was

clouds @uvuii works

꒰ genre. ꒱ ۪ classmate!lee heeseung + femreader ⌇ ⌗written 0.2k : fluff -> short

upon unlocking your phone, pure annoyance found it’s way onto your face when the time read that only two minutes had passed since you last opened the screen . Brows furrowed and lips pursed, you set the device down, silently praying and hoping time would pass by a little bit quicker. You really couldn’t take any more lectures today.

Fidgeting with your pen, you let your mind wander, daydreaming about whatever , when the comfortable feeling of the pen in your hand disappeared, falling to the floor quickly.

Looking across the white tile floors of the classroom, you spotted the pen below you, bending down from your desk to pick up the writing utensil. Someone must’ve had the same idea as you, because you found yourself colliding heads with another person. Retracting almost immediately, you shook your head, looking up to see a boy with brown hair, and the cutest face. Shocked, you began to apologize to him.

“im so so-“

“holy shit your eyes are gorgeous.”

His comment left your mouth on the floor. The boy smiled at you before apologizing himself, making sure to include a few comments about how cute you looked when you were zoned out. “mind if I move my desk closer?”

you now found yourself smiling and nodding and the boy, hoping time stopped completely.

10 things I hate about you

01: on my bucket list

half written, 0.6k

You tapped your foot aggressively by the gates near the soccer field as Beomgyu finally makes his way over to you with a juice box and a half eaten hot dog.

“Seriously Gyu?” you huffed out with furrow eyebrows. With ketchup all over his mouth, he gave you a puzzled look before he handed over the other half of his hot dog.

“UGH! I know, I know! I’m such a cool president but save the compliments for later my disciple” he laughed out proudly, making sure to pat you on the back harshly as he made his way to the bleachers.

You gave him a puzzled face, it was baffling how free spirited he was. To be honest it’s starting to scare you. Your face scrunched up at the sight of the hot dog that was falling apart in your hand before finally tossing it into the trash can.

You were too busy cleaning your hands to notice the game started. Clasping your hands together with closed eyes, you begged to get this over with quickly before rushing to the field.

Your camera dangled around your neck while you looked for a spot to take pictures of the boys. Not wanting to be close to the two teams fighting over the ball you opted for the corner of the field. You were getting ready to snap a few pictures when all of a sudden an aggravating noise came from behind you.

It was Beomgyu, he was cheering like he won an over watch match. Somehow he was decked out with face paint of the school color all over him and a big poster board which had “Decelis Soccer team #1 fan” written on it.

He felt a chill go down his spine out of no where til he realized you were shooting daggers at him. He gave you a sheepish smile and thumbs up while you gave him a tight lipped smile.

You turned back around with an actual smile this time as you think of how unreal Beomgyu is when you hear him let out a few barks. You shook your head and finally began to shoot.

You managed to get shots of the boys scoring points and hyping each other up, even sneaking a few of the crowds supporting them with cheers. Scrolling through the pictures, you failed to realize the ball aiming right at you and the quick “WATCH OUT!”

The voices went in and out as your eyelids grew heavy. The last thing being heard was a panicked voice going, “oh shit i killed her!?”

When you awoke from your slumber, your head was pulsing as you sat up. “Yn you’re up?! I thought you died on us!” Gaon cried out while running over to cry into your shirt.

You looked up to see all your friends sighing in relief, “Okay why is he crying about me being dead and why on earth is Eumppappa is here?” you deadpanned as you rub Gaon back comforting him.

“For moral support—” Gyuvin began cooing at his dog causing you to roll your eyes.

He then continued, “plus you got hit in the face with the soccer ball in front of everyone!” he snorted.

You groaned before banging your head on the wall behind you on accident, wincing in the process. “Gyu even got it on camera!” Chuu blurted out.

“Chuu that was between us!”

“oops. .”

“Gyu you are SOO dead when i recover.”

Beomgyu waved you off absentmindedly, “I guess you don’t want to see who sent the ball flying in your direction~” he teased.

“NO! Tell me. . please”

He smiled in victory before pulling his video to show you. He slowed down the video and zoomed into someone with jersey number 01 on the back.

You’re eye twitched as you clenched your blanket while Beomgyu laughed loudly, “No way!”

“Lee Heeseung is dead meat the next time I see him!”

⤷ first chapter! i really don’t like how the written part came out but it’ll have to do as it still trying to get better at writing🤕

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SYNOPSIS ౨ৎ Lee Heeseung has it all, he’s captain of the soccer team, popular, charming and hilarious (at least in his eyes). What he doesn’t have though is a girlfriend OR a prom date making him desperate. You on the other hand want nothing to do with him or his silly problems, but how come you two are always clashing heads in the end?

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BF TEXTS WITH SUNOO ⤷ bf texts series

PAIRING: idol!sunoo x gn!reader WARNINGS: ummm none ? he calls u a roach idk

NOTE: jay is next! also i wrote these instead of doing my coursework lol sorry mr history teacher

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SERIES TAGLIST [ open ] @thesunoosshining @melbsvrr @moon4moony @boyfiejay

hyung line - when your friend group leaves you out.

contains comfort with a hint of angst. mentions food.

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heeseung: he woke up to you softly crying in your hands. you sitting up against the headboard and knees tucked to your chest. it was probably like 3am when you found out your friends had gone out to make plans without you. your phone was faced upwards meaning that the pictures your friends posted on social media were displayed.

"hmm? baby what's wrong?" he got up and managed to cup your face with his hands. "they don't like me hee. i thought i had good ones" you wept. salty tears rolling down your face. your lips were puffy and your eyelashes collected excess tears. the moonlight cast upon your face as you continued to let out silent cries. heeseung always thought you were beautiful when you cried. "who doesn't like you baby? please tell me. i don't like seeing you like this."

you passed him your phone. your hands were trembling slightly. he opened it up and saw what made you cry. warm arms eloped your frame and he softly whispered sweet nothings in your ear.

"they don't deserve my girl"

jay: you walked into your shared house. a sad look cast your features as you unlocked the door to enter the home and the smell of one of your favourite dishes made their way to your senses. there was jay. over the stove, finalising the food he made for the both of you. he placed the plates down and made his way to you, jay slowly embraced you. slowly stroking the back of your head and lightly swaying side to side. "you arrived on time love, let's go have dinner, yeah?" and pecked your forehead.

both of you started talking and eating the delicious food he made. "how was your day?" he said. you paused your chewing, looking down at the food below you. "let's say you hypothetically saw your whole friend group together and didn't mention anything to you about the so-called hangout. and then you found out none of them like you" still looking down at the plate, tears begin to fall. jay reached out his hand to softly embrace yours. "is that what happened?", you nodded slightly - still not making any type of eye contact or else you would cry. "i promised myself i wouldn't cry about it" you sighed and whipped your tears while laughing lightly, trying to uplift the sombre mood. "baby, you can allow yourself to be sad you know. it's not a crime." he whispered whilst looking at you softly. "i know i know, sorry for ruining the mood" you smiled sadly. he got up to hug you whilst you still sat in the chair.

"whatever happens, you still have me"

jake: he wrapped up his weverse live and walked into the living room to see where you were. the house was suspiciously quiet considering it to be around 7pm on a saturday evening. "babe? where are you?" he called out "in here" you returned, your voice sounding dejected. jake opens the door to see you sadly looking at your phone and sighing. "hmmm is there something wrong?" he asks whilst going up to hug you. "there is but i don't really want to talk about it right now" you answered as he wraps his arms around you.

you buried your face in the crook of his neck and inhaled his cologne and your mouth wobbled and eyes teared up. he stroked the back of your head soothingly and whispered words of affirmation in your ears. "you did so well today love" or "your so beautiful" and then you finally told him what happened. his calloused but soft warm hands reached up to your warm cheeks and slowly caressed them trying to stop the tears. as you close your eyes, he kisses each tear away and finally kisses your lips not before whispering an "i love you"

sunghoon: you were in the grocery store looking for ingredients for your and sunghoons dinner. the music softly playing on the overhead speakers and the quiet ambience was quickly ruined by loud but familiar waves of laughter from a group of friends. so naturally you turned around to see who it was with a slight smile on your face expecting it to be a youthful-filled high school friend group. until your face slowly dropped when you realised everyone in your friend group apart from you was there. oh? you thought. how come this has happened? so you quickly paid and rushed off trying to avoid conflict or conversations.

the train ride home was filled with mixed emotions as you listened to sunghoons playlist he made for you. as the stop arrived you quickly exited and walked home. you opened the door and finally, the sadness overwhelmed you with a few tears falling from your eyes. are you okay?" your boyfriend questioned softly as you put the groceries away. it was his day off today so he was at home relaxing. "i think so love, i just feel taken aback about what i encountered 45 minutes ago" he walked over to you with his arms open "come here" he motioned. you walked over with your head down and you crashed into his chest. arms wrapped around each other, he says

"you don't need to tell me what happened. i am always here for you."

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a/n: the theme was based on a true story🙏