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Two words of love - P.Sunghoon

Pairings: Park Sunghoon X F!Reader

Genre: Thriller. Horror(little bit). Drama.

Warning: death.

Description: Have you ever felt like you're living to survive? What if someone you dearly love brought you to hell? What if you're no longer able to survive? Will you kill yourself, or him instead?

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(the description is shitty but I went through my drafts again and saw that this is finished...one of my favs but the first half part is boring...but the ending is kinda cute so...yeah. I'll be in senior high btw.)

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Flesh and bone met each other as the sweet taste of iron filled Y/n’s mouth. She hugged her shudders as she lay her whole body on the cold floor, waiting for another pain to touch her in a few seconds. But there came none.

9:41. She closed her eyes as she listened closely to Sunghoon’s movements. She heard him walk away from her as the door creaked open and closed.

It’s been that way since they married three years ago. It’s been her job to ease his stress whenever Park Sunghoon’s been beaten up with his career, and still…all this time she said none. She’d gladly do his meal, do his laundry, clean all the things he had that should be clean, massage him whenever he needed it, sing him a lullaby if he could not sleep, tell him all sorts of lies to ease his worries, but all of those—best. it should suit his taste. It should be perfect. It should be something like him. It should be the best. Park Sunghoon does not need Y/n’s advice, doesn’t need her to complain, and doesn’t want her poor work; she must do all things to perfection. He just could not accept it if anything’s not to his taste if she complained—no. she should never. He does not need her voice to speak with any kind of authority and complaints; after all, he had never brought money to her table less than any job she’d had, paid her. But even requesting food or asking her what she wants for dinner is forbidden.

Y/n pulled herself up from the floor before her whole body turned cold from lying for too long. Lifting her heavy bruised head, the wall clock ticked for midnight. She had been lying for three hours without any kind of movements but her breathing. She looked around her, the whole house was neat, the floor could even pass as a bed, but the broken pitcher on the kitchen floor—she needed to clean it up before Sunghoon felt his thirst. So as fast as her beaten bruised body could do, she grabbed all the shards on the floor, hastily picking every piece of glass—she needed to hurry because probably in no time, he might wake up from the loud noise her chest was making…Y/n can see red. She needs to clean it up. But the glass. Clean the glasses first then clean the red on the floor, clean the red on her hands, clean her shaking hands, clean her wobbly feet, clean her shivering body. She could not breathe, she could barely see the shards she was picking. If only she could turn it all back and never loved him—never married him.

The sound of pouring water, and the burning of the wounds and bruises all around Y/n’s body made her wince in pain. If only the water were quiet whenever it hit the bathroom floor, and if only the pain in her back never made her make such a sound. She’s afraid he’ll wake up and hurt her again. _______

Y/n tapped her screen to turn off the alarm. 6:04. Pulling herself from the couch, she heaved a sigh. An hour from now, Sunghoon will be awake for work. Y/n wasted no more seconds and went to the kitchen, rinsed white rice then proceeded to turn on the rice cooker, broke an egg, cut a sausage in half, and threw it on the hot oiled pan. Y/n can barely feel the cuts on her palms, and can hardly complain about the throbbing of her body.

She heard the shower open and the door slammed closed. 6:57. That fast? Pouring water into the kettle, she hastily put two scoops of tea into the teapot. 7:06. He should be putting on clothes now and should be done in a moment. Y/n put a plate on the table as neatly as possible, took a pair of chopsticks, and took Sunghoon’s favorite seasoning from the cabinet.

Sunghoon didn’t say a word as he pulled the chair and sat down soundlessly. Y/n put a half teaspoon of nutmeg into his rice, poured the boiling water into the teapot, and served her peaceful husband a cup of tea.

They stayed quiet as Y/n cut three carrots, while Sunghoon eat his meal. Y/n can still remember the night they first met, the jobs that made them so close, and the whole moment of their wedding. Now Y/n could only wait for him to leave so she could sleep at least just for an hour.

“Karin will be eating dinner with me.” Sunghoon will not be home until tomorrow afternoon. Y/n could sleep a day, or at least walk Gauel to the park later or tomorrow morning. But Sunghoon must not see her slacking off. He doesn't like it when she rest.

After Sunghoon put down his utensils and stood up, Y/n ran to fetch a coat for him and grabbed his things while she waited for him by the door. She held the coat wide for him to wear and gave him his things, held the door open until he stepped outside their apartment.

“Come back safely.” Sunghoon went on his way without answering—like usual—and Y/n locked the door once he was out of sight.

Park Sunghoon is a former idol and is currently big in the modeling industry. Eleven years ago when he started his modeling, after a year of being a minor model, he became a Vogue cover, went to different countries, endorsed, modeled, and walked through the runway with different luxury brands. In the years of his success, there he met Lee Y/n. Y/n was Sunghoon’s makeup artist for seven years, and she’s the sister of one of his friends Lee Heeseung. There were times and events when Y/n and Sunghoon interacted outside of work because of their connection with Lee Heeseung. Time passed. They fell in love and dated for four years.

Sunghoon was the sweetest when they dated. Always checking on her, asking for what she thinks, and what she likes. He’d take care of her when she was unable to take care of herself. He’d act like a child just to get her attention. She always felt like the most significant person in the world. The most important person to him. She didn’t know what happened.

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The feeling of knocking loudly on the hard tiled floor, and the feeling of feeling nothing at all—Park Sunghoon lifted himself from laying, then eventually felt warm hands on his shoulders and back, guiding him on the pillow to lean on his back, then he slap the hands away.

The last thing Sunghoon remembered was that he was feeling sick, then suddenly lost consciousness, unable to register what was happening around him, then eventually knocked himself down while on shoot.

“I was worried—”

“You did this, didn’t you?” Voice lashed with cold, he looked up at Y/n who met his eyes.

“Did what...?”

He couldn’t believe her. How could she act all innocent? Was she jealous of Karin that’s why she did this. Was she mad at him because of what happened last time with their date? Just what is wrong with her?

“Put nutmeg on my food every single meal.” His face was solid rock. His brows met each other while his jaw clench hard.

Y/n creased a confused face. She thought he liked it when she added a little nutmeg on his rice. What is it this time? Y/n truly is getting tired.

“You—you said you liked it when I add nutmeg into your rice?” She whispered as she held her hands tightly below her, preventing them from shaking.

“We’ll talk later at home.” Sunghoon managed to say on gritted teeth, while Y/n swallowed whatever she could swallow.

Was it her fault again? She didn’t know why he fainted, the doctor didn’t say anything to her, all she knew was that he fainted while on the shoot...but she wished he’d not hurt her, she wished he’d just forget whatever her sin was, she would gladly apologies to him—kneel and beg for forgiveness, ask for him not to give her another cut and bruise to fix and cover.

Sunghoon slowly pushed himself off the bed, and as he stood up, he couldn’t help but wince in pain, slowly, he put his hand on his temples. Y/n called out to him, helping him to sit down again.

“I’m sorry, Sunghoon—wha—whatever happened, I’m very sorry, I didn’t mean it. Please, if you could ever give me time to make it up—please forgive me—”

“SHUT UP!” Y/n didn’t cry because he slapped her hands away, it was his unforgiving voice that startled at her. She could feel her throat clench.

Slowly and gently, she tried to catch Sunghoon’s hands. He didn’t resist nor slap her hands away this time, but Y/n could feel his hard fist.

“Let’s go home.” Y/n followed quietly.

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Park Sunghoon once complimented Lee Y/n’s cooking when they were still mare acquaintances. It was a normal Monday at work and Y/n always packed her lunch, and unexpectedly, Park Sunghoon came up to her to eat lunch together. Sunghoon liked the rice…the rice had nutmeg at that time.

Earlier at 8:21 at work, Sunghoon felt weird sensations in the pit of his stomach, while his surroundings danced around him. It wasn’t the first time it happened at work, and it wasn’t the first time that it happened anywhere. There are times when he constantly feels nauseous while having severe headaches, while everything around him seems to change shapes. He thought it was his overworking.

The last thing Sunghoon heard was ringing and Karin’s soft voice called over him and then he passed out. He woke up lying in the hospital bed with a doctor hovering over him. The doctor said that his constant nausea and hallucinations were the effect of digesting too much nutmeg, and the only one making his meal was his wife. It was always ordered food whenever he and Karin had meals.

Back at home, Y/n and Sunghoon sat still on the couch. Y/n’s looking at her trembling hands as Sunghoon stare at her with gritted teeth. Y/n whispered out trying to break the silence.

“You—You once told me you liked rice with nutmeg—” A loud bang cut through her words. Sunghoon smashed the wooden table separating them, as Y/n tried to cover her mouth, swallowing her cries.

“Y/n.” Sunghoon called out. But Y/n couldn’t look him in the eyes, her line of view could only register his clenching fist on the table through tear eyed sight.

“I’ve been feeling sick—I thought I was dying!” He raised his voice, she made a whimper.

“I’ve been blaming my work! And it’s all because you! You were trying to kill me—you tried to kill me, Y/n!” finally she looked him in the eye shaking her head.

“No—no, Sunghoon that’s not—” Y/n extended her arms to hold him by the table as she lifted herself up from sitting, but he raised his hand high above her, then she lay still on the floor, staring at the tiled ground with tears swelling her eyes. She couldn’t help it anymore, the whole apartment echoed her loud cries. Then, in a second the bedroom door slammed closed, and she was left alone with her silent whimpers.

She didn’t mean it, she only wants his approval, his acknowledgement; she only wanted Sunghoon to eat with her at dinner instead of spending all his night with Karin. She only wanted him to return and be the man she loved once.

Y/n wasn’t ignorant about the effect of too much nutmeg, that’s why she only added a little every meal. But when Sunghoon started to eat dinner with Karin and come back home late, and sometimes not returning home at all—Y/n took the opportunity to add a half tea spoon of nutmeg into his every breakfast. A part of Y/n knew that she added nutmeg with ill intent. While most part wants him to acknowledge and notice her. Then, it really was her fault…

After lunch earlier, when her phone rang with an unknown caller ID and told her the news of her husband passing out, she immediately put down Gauel and rushed to the hospital. When she arrived, the doctor only told her that he already woke up last hour, and eventually returned back to sleep. Then the doctor said nothing more.

When Sunghoon woke up and told her about the nutmeg, she was shaken, she thought she could kill herself for being the one who caused danger to her husband—now, she could only swallow her cries when he lifted his fist and broke from her touch. He hit her face strong enough to send her frozen on the floor.

Whenever Sunghoon is angry, often at her, Y/n slept at the spare room while Sunghoon locked himself alone in their bedroom. The first time they had a fight, Sunghoon told her that he wanted to be alone and slept at the spare room. But to Y/n’s conscience, she begged Sunghoon to sleep at their room instead since it’s much comfortable there than sleeping on the dusted bed at the spare room. Now, whenever Sunghoon’s mad at her, Sunghoon would locked himself alone in their room, with her no way of getting inside. She often felt like he already abandoned her, but he also needed a slave to take care of him, that’s why until now Sunghoon haven’t chased her out.

Like the usual, Y/n would get up at 5-6 am to prepare his meal, then see him off at the door. But today, after arranging his breakfast at the table, Sunghoon spared her no glance and went out without telling her a word. He doesn’t want to eat. He doesn’t trust her.

So Y/n sat down and ate his meal instead. Seconds passed and her head’s already flooded with thoughts. Minutes passed and her thoughts made her burst out crying.

Why did everything turned out to be like this? Why did he turned out to be like this? Is he still Sunghoon? The one she loved? Or was this someone else? It must have been his façade. He must’ve tricked her, and she fell in love with the idea of him without actually knowing him. It was all her fault was it? Should she die and end everything with her last breath? Or should he die and free herself?

Y/n spent her all morning thinking of ways to get rid of her pains, until Gauel barked at her to snap out of it. She saw Park Sunghoon in red just then. She slapped herself for the ridicule she’s been thinking and proceeded to do her chores.

Late that evening, she baked tiramisu—Sunghoon’s favorite—and cooked galbi jjim with other various dishes, also opened a bottle of soju, and message him at 6:03, apologizing and wishing him home, telling him she cooked his favorite and she didn’t add nutmeg in any of the dishes nor the rice.

8:37. Y/n had already set up the table and the dishes, and somewhere between 8-9, Sunghoon will be home. So she patiently readied herself sitting on the chair, checked her phone if he had already replied, but unfortunately, he left her on read. Well, at least he read. He knows she’s making all the efforts to apologize. Y/n let out a sigh and wished that he’d show up.

11:21. All the dishes had already run cold. Y/n was broken from her trance when Gauel approached her and barked. Her phone rang. it was Sunghoon’s caller ID.

“Oh!” It was a girl’s giggle with mumblings over the background.

“Uhm, who is this?”

“Y/n!” Y/n recognized the voice, it was her old coworker’s voice, before she resigned and married Sunghoon. It was Karin’s. Y/n couldn’t help but swallowed the lumps forming on her throat.

“Su—Sunghoon won’t be home for a while…” Karin’s voice was sloppy and uneven. She must be drunk.

“Why? Did something happen?”

“What? Of course not! Silly Y/n—” She hiccupped. “Just wanted to tell you Sunghoon’s unavailable to see you for dinner tonight.” Low grunts from the background made Y/n’s shoulder shiver.

“Why are you telling me this, where is he?” Y/n’s voice must’ve been shacking, she could feel her throat and chest throbbing.

“Hmm? What is it?” seconds of pause and Karin laughed on the other line.

“Sunghoon’s asleep honey! Bye~”

“wait! Kari—” Karin’s voice was replaced with ringing. Y/n slowly put the phone down, stood up and entered their bedroom, leaving the dishes cold on the table. Sunghoon’s probably drunk with Karin, doing who knows what…Y/n couldn’t take it anymore.

Sunghoon didn’t mean to not return home after three whole days…he just wanted a time alone and free himself from stress; it’s just that, Y/n has been giving her head ache for these past few days, and he wanted to clear his head, though Karin has been with him throughout those past three days.

Sunghoon slowly turned the knob. The whole apartment is pitch black, while there was an unpleasant smell lingers the air. Sunghoon ran and turned the lights open. There, at the table lays bowls, plates, and cups of rotten dishes. Sunghoon registered the decaying smell of gochujang and the smell close to a dead rat. In instinct he put his arms on his mouth and nose. What the hell is this? Where is Y/n?

Sunghoon wasted no more time and burst the bedroom door open and turned on the lights. No sign of his wife. He then strode to the bathroom door, pushed the curtains away, and no one’s there. He checked the spare room, checked the roof deck, checked the longue again, shuffled through Y/n’s dresser and closet. Her stuff is still there.

Y/n must’ve left since the night she last messaged him about the meal she made…she was apologizing to him, and he was with Karin. He remembered there were a time that night when Karin borrowed his phone and called someone. Was it Y/n? Sunghoon roughly shuffled his hair, scratched his palms, massaged his temples. Karin must’ve said something to Y/n. As far as he could remember, Karin drove him to the hotel he stayed at, then stopped in the middle of the road to borrow his phone, then when he’s inside the hotel room, he locked the door and said goodbyes to Karin. That’s all that happened that night…

Sunghoon grabbed his coat, turned off the lights and went outside. He needs to find Y/n. He must’ve been hard on her. Just what the hell did Park Sunghoon do?

Sunghoon felt the cold wind brush through his hair once he went down the apartment stairs, and now he stands alone in the roads. With his messy and scattered thoughts, the muffled screams of vehicle horns, yells of the drivers ahead of him, and the sound of his far distance apologies—he ran his eyes around him, he didn’t care if he’s in the middle of the road, but he’ll find his wife. He needed to find his wife.

To no avail, Park Sunghoon never had any trace of her. Slowly, with no energy left from his body, he opened the door and slam it close behind him. Something lunged at him...then burning and chocking—he could not breath. Sunghoon held the belt around his throat. With all his strength, he tried to lift up the person behind him as his sight blur while his breathing shortens, and a loud weight hitting the floor made his lungs finally grasps for air. Park Sunghoon stared at his wife slowly lifting herself up from the floor. Is he seeing this right? Y/n—Y/n…she—Y/n. His Y/n was trying to kill him…

Sunghoon couldn’t move on his feet. His eyes are wide open, his breathings are accelerating and accelerating until a quiet shriek left his mouth. His whole body was frozen when his wife lifted her head up to look at him. Tears flooded her eyes as she slowly stands up. Her whole body was shaking, and her loud cries filled Sunghoon’s hearing. Y/n lunge at him, running, tackling him down on the floor, Sunghoon held her wrist as she pushed her whole strength into the knife she’s holding. Sunghoon called out her name, but her cries only got louder and louder until his grip on her loosen. One, two, three...six—she stabbed and stab and stab. Sunghoon stared at his lovely wife. Her hair loose on their tight bun, he badly wants to hug her on her pink blooded apron she always wore whenever she cooks him meal. Slowly and gently, Park Sunghoon touched her wet cheeks. Little by little, her skin turned red as he kept on caressing her softly. Y/n screamed her pain and Sunghoon could only smile at her, because now he understands, he wasn’t able to be a good husband for her.

“I’m sorry,”

With the last of his strength, and the last burning of his breath, he held her hands tightly, and closed his eyes. Y/n lifted an axe.

The first time Park Sunghoon saw her was at Lee Heeseung’s 20th birthday, back in the times they were newly debut. She wore a ridiculous ankle pink boots and a twin messy braid. He remembered Heeseung and her argued about Heeseung not informing her that his friends will come, she should’ve wore something decent. But Park Sunghoon loved that outfit. That’s the outfit he always loved.

It was snowing hard outside when they first met at work. Y/n was newly hired as Sunghoon’s makeup artist. She remembered his soft smile that burned her cheeks, she remembered when Sunghoon first asked her out, she remembered when he first kissed her, she remembered his heat all over her—not like this, cold and still.

The taste of sweet, salty and savory erected at Y/n’s tongue. The sensation of chewy and juicy flooded her mouth, and when she swallowed, a great feeling of longing, sorrow and grief left her body weak. The body-less of Park Sunghoon’s head stare at Park Y/n as she opened her mouth, bringing a spoon full of his love for her to digest.

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Note: HI! all the infos about nutmeg is from google...so...pls don't attack me. Btw i'm sorry Sunghoon died. and i'm sorry i was dead for too long....so yeah...

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jayflrt · 4 months

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𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒! 01. who the hell is santa

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SUMMARY ▸ in which sunghoon hates christmas, so you consult wikihow to get him in the holiday spirit.

#merry christmas !! ❄️ hope you enjoy this short au & have a wonderful time with your loved ones !#enhypen #enhypen smau #enhypen fluff #sunghoon smau #sunghoon fluff #sunghoon imagines #enhypen imagines #park sunghoon #enhypen social media au #sunghoon x reader #enhypen x reader #sunghoon scenarios #enhypen scenarios #sunghoon reactions #enhypen reactions #sunghoon drabbles #enhypen drabbles

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seattlesolace · 3 months

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Heeseung

He’s the type to be dragged anywhere, will be okay with any suggestions you make, be it dinner at a fancy restaurant, a budget food chain, or even just a cozy night at home with delivery food.

When ordering, he’s also the type to let you pick, answering with “I don’t mind,” or “sure, let’s get that.”

Is a very neat and quiet eater, which makes for the perfect dinner partner if you are the talkative type. If you’re not, then you are both comfortable in silence.

Does not say much but still eats a lot. If he sees some food on your plate untouched, he’ll ask if you’re going to eat it.

Proactively orders for you or calls the waiter whenever you need anything.

Orders dessert from the start, knowing your order by heart.

When you offer to split the bill, he reluctantly agrees, but then ends up giving his card to pay full.

You still want to hang out at a café after dinner, and of course he’ll say yes.

Jay

Will opt for a bougie restaurant or a self-grill place where he can showcase his cooking skills.

If you’re at a restaurant, you’ll be asking him about each menu and he’ll tell you everything he knows about it.

If you’re grilling your own food, expect to never touch the tongs, for he will be in charge of all the cooking and plating.

When he confidently says something and the owner or the waiter of the place does the opposite, proving him wrong, you just shoot him a little smile to reassure him that it’s fine.

Seems to fit a lot of food in his mouth but gets full fast, will try to match your pace in eating.

You need a napkin? He’ll reach out for it first. Your chopsticks fell? He’ll give you his before he asks for a new pair. You got something on your mouth? He’ll nonchalantly wipe it away with his thumb.

Don’t even try to offer to split the bill, you won’t even have the chance. He’ll excuse himself to the restrooms and the next thing you know your meal is already paid for.

On the walk home, he’ll discuss with you the plus points of the place you just ate in, and he’s already planning the next dinner date.

Sunghoon

Actually decides on a fixed place before you get the chance to suggest one. His go-to menu: steak.

Recommends the best cut and the best doneness, but in the end let’s you choose according to your taste.

When the meal comes, he asks the waiter to put your plate in front of him, which confuses you, but then he quickly cuts up the steak into pieces before handing over your plate to your side.

He will then listen to you talk while you eat as he cuts his own steak and also try to match your pace.

He’s the type to let you know if you have something on your teeth or your mouth, tapping his own lips while tilting his chin, then offering you a napkin.

Is a bit dad-like in the sense that he encourages you to finish everything on your plate, but if you’re too full then he’ll finish it.

Makes sure all the food you ordered are cleared out before ordering dessert, or offering to get dessert someplace else.

You beat him to paying, and he sulks a bit, but then promises he’ll treat you to the next dinner date.

Jake

Is absolutely delighted when you said you found a new place, asks a lot of questions about it on the way there.

Spends a lot of time figuring out what to order, wondering how big the portion is, also wondering if the owner would be kind enough to give extras.

Places the order for you both and accurately calculates the total that you have to pay later.

When the order comes and he sees how thick the meat is, he dramatically stands up (and you quickly tug his sleeve to pull him back to his seat) while exclaiming “is this for real???”

Is actually, secretly an expert at cooking the meat. He still actively talks to you but never burns a piece or has anything undercooked.

Despite his occasionally embarrassing loud voice, his table manners are quite good. He faces the other side when checking his teeth in your pocket mirror, and he makes sure there’s nothing on your face either.

You both cleared out all the food on your table and he is just looking so proud of you for eating a lot.

Happily splits the bill with you but then he takes you to a café for dessert and ends up paying more, which he doesn’t mind at all.

Sunoo

He has been looking forward to having dinner with you for so long that he almost gave up lunch just so he can eat more with you.

Looks at the menu thoroughly, mentioning each dish and asking what you think about it.

Insists on ordering different menus so you can try each other’s dishes, and so he can switch with you if you’re not fond of your own choice.

Claps softly when the food arrives and then glances at you and just bursts out laughing when he sees your amazed face.

Talks a lot with you when he eats that you literally need to remind him to have a bite before the meal turns cold.

Dinner with him takes hours because you both are slow eaters and active talkers.

You have some leftover in the end, and he suggests that you take the food home in case you get hungry by midnight.

Still takes you to an ice cream place after, claiming that there is always room for dessert.

Jungwon

Shows up at your door with several places to choose from, having done research beforehand. You ended up picking a place that he somehow talks so highly of, sensing that he really wants to go there.

Is just giddy by the time you arrive, and you end up being impressed just by the interior of the place.

Decides to be adventurous and orders a dish you both have never tried before, assuring you that if you don’t like it then he will finish it.

Very polite to the staff and waiters, to the point that he even uses slight aegyo just to get the attention of the workers (adorable, not annoying).

Comments on the taste of food every time he takes a bite, encourages you to take a bite to and anticipates your reaction with wide eyes.

Places food on your plate when you’re too busy talking or commenting on your surroundings.

Beats you to the cashier to pay but then finds out he doesn’t have enough cash, so he sheepishly grins and turns to you.

You both stop by a convenience store on the way home and he gets you all the snacks you want to stock up to make up for it.

Ni-ki

He is team meat all the way, just like Sunghoon, but he is honestly happy to eat wherever you take him.

When reading the menu, he is super focused and quiet that you literally have to wave at him to get his attention, and he ends up asking you what each dish means since there is no visual aid.

Becomes intrigued at every single dish you explain that he then has a hard time deciding on one.

You decide to order three dishes to split between the two of you, and he is sceptical at first but eventually trusts you.

As soon as the food arrives, he takes his chopsticks and split the dishes equally, separating your side from his.

When he sees you take a bite, he notices the doubt in your face, and then when you push your spoon towards his side he gets the memo and ends up finishing the dish you didn’t quite like.

He eats a lot and drinks a lot of water, and by the end of the meal he has to excuse himself to go to the restrooms.

When he comes back, you are already done paying. Feels slightly guilty even though you insist it’s alright, and ends up transferring you his part of the bill on the way home.

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ghostiiess · 4 months

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“you’re the best gift i have ever received”

synopsis: while you’re trying to wrap your christmas gifts, your boyfriend jake knocks on your door and surprises you with a gift

warnings: none, petnames (princess, babe, and baby), mention of kisses (not makeout), i think that’s all? let me know if there’s more!

type: fluff

wc: around 850 (i think)

member: jake from enhypen x female reader

author’s note: i am in love with jake’s and hoon’s collab with tiffany & co…. so i added it into the imagine, i hope you guys will like it!!

reblogs and likes are really appreciated!

english's not my main tongue.. sorry if i made any mistakes!

Wrap, wrap, wrap. You were late... again.

Like every year, you procrastinated to put the wrapping paper on the gifts you bought for your family and loved ones. You loved buying the gifts, picking out the tags, choosing the wrapping paper, seeing the smiles on the faces of your family and friends when they opened the gifts, but you hated the time when you had to wrap everything and put the gifts in order. You found it long and boring, especially since your gift-wrapping skills were not the best and most beautiful.

If your boyfriend Jake saw you doing what you are doing now, he would probably laugh and tell you how adorable you are, trying to handle the tape and the wrapping paper at the same time. Unlike you, he wrapped gifts beautifully.

- Why is wrapping presents so hard?!

You sighed for the umpteenth time under the air of the festive songs you had put in the background, then looked at the gift you had just wrapped. How could a book be so difficult to wrap?

- Well... it's not too bad. After all… it's the gift that counts, not the wrapping.

You looked at the pile of gifts you had left. Just seeing the other gifts discouraged you. Again, you took the gift, that was meant for a family member, placed it on the paper, and took a deep breath.

- You only have six left, you can make it Y/N! you said to encourage yourself.

At the same time, there was a knock at your door. You weren't expecting a visit today, but you guessed that it was probably your boyfriend, who liked to make surprise visits from time to time. You opened the front door and let the cold wind and snow enter your house.

- Hii! said your boyfriend Jake with a big smile on his face, as he walked into your house and kissed you on the cheek. I have a special delivery for you!

- A special delivery? you asked as you closed the door behind him.

Your boyfriend nodded and handed you a bag, running his ringed hand through his dark brown hair.

- Coming straight from the North Pole! It's not your Christmas present, but I really couldn't wait! he smiled. I really wanted you to wear it before Christmas Eve at my family's house.

- How many non-Christmas presents will I get? you laughed. I thought we had to go easy on the presents this year... and this is the third one! I really appreciate it, but... I don't want you to spend all your money on me, baby.

He laughed.

- Yeah, but... Don't I have the right to spoil my girl during this festive season? Besides, it's so fun and cute to see you all happy afterwards.

He kissed your forehead, then said:

- Open it, I want to see your reaction.

You nodded your head, then gently removed the red tissue paper that decorated the white bag. You took the small wrapped gift and removed the red wrapping paper from the box, revealing a small turquoise box inside. You could recognize the brand just by the color, due to the promotion Jake and his best friend had recently done with Tiffany & Co.

- Jake... Is this really what I think it is?

- Open it and you'll see! He replied with a grin.

You opened the small turquoise box and saw a silver necklace, with a small heart-shaped pendant, that opened to reveal your and Jake's anniversary date of dating. You couldn't help but smile.

- Jake... It's so beautiful, I love the detail of our birthday in the little heart...thank you so much! I love it so much, you said, kissing him gently on this lips. Can you put it on me, please?

- It's nothing princess, you deserve it! he replied, putting the necklace around your neck.

- How is it? you said, turning back to face him

Jake put his right hand over his mouth to hide his smile and couldn't help but giggle a little. His hand slipped to his heart, you could almost see sparks in his brown eyes.

- Baby, you are sooo beautiful. It suits you so well, omg… Come here.

He placed his lips against yours, then gave you another smile.

- I knew I had made the right choice with this necklace. To be honest, I ordered one too and I thought we could both have matching necklaces. I think we could look really cute and beautiful wearing them together. What do you think? before you could answer, he continued. Wait! We could even have matching rings! I think I saw some that went with the necklace. Omg, we'be so cute!

You took him in your arms, laughed softly, and then nodded to confirm his idea of matching necklaces. You pulled away from the hug, then went on with what you wanted to say:

- Thank you so much baby. I also wanted to give you a gift today, but all of your gifts are in transit. They were supposed to arrive today, but there was a delay in shipping and delivery, and I won't get them for another two days but…

Not letting you finish your sentence, Jake placed his lips on yours, then pulled away from the kiss while placing his left hand on your right cheek.

- Baby, you're the best gift I've ever been given. As long as I have you, I'm happy. And if I’m being completely honest, I don't want anything, except for us to grow old together.

Still a smile on his lips, your boyfriend looked at the messy pile of presents on your kitchen table. He knew you hated wrapping gifts.

- Need a hand?

- Please.

not so sure about the end, but i still hope you guys liked it!

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geombyu · 7 months

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Before you started going out with Jake, you were already close friends, so maybe that's why sometimes you forget that you're actually dating.

Like when he stopped to tie your shoelaces, "Man, you'd make a great boyfriend."

You weren't even joking when you said that, you just genuinely forgot.

He looked up at you immediately, and with furrowed eyebrows, a pout, and a sad voice he replied, "But, I—we're already dating..?"

"Oh!"

It was silent for a moment until he laughed, making your face heat up; both from embarrassment and how cute his smile was. "Well, I am a pretty good boyfriend," he stood back up and shrugged.

"Right, totally."

"Hey, you said so yourself!"

"Whatever."

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stqrjm · 11 months

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͏͏ 🧷 ֙ my only starboy,

͏͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ 𝓙ay ﹙★﹚

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jinnify · 24 days

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irreplaceable. — park sunghoon

pairing: sunghoon x idol!reader genre: angst? warnings: none. it just hurts a lil to read n imagine word count: seven hundred sixty-nine now playing: glimpse of us by joji extended note at the bottom.

How could he explain that whenever you’d hang up the phone, he’d lay in bed for hours, contemplating whether he should call her? How he’d stay up for days on end writing songs for her to hear on the radio and think of him? Every time you’d lay your head on his chest he imagined it was her instead, making his heart thump faster than it ever had in the months he had been your boyfriend. Sunghoon would be lying if he said he had ever tried his hardest to fall in love with you. Since the beginning, you had only been a filler for her. Your hair. Your eyes. Even your lips were the same shade as hers, but he could never feel the same love he felt for her. You had been nothing but a replacement.

You had fallen head over heels for your coworker-turned-boyfriend. Consistently visiting his groups’ practice sessions or music program promotions to leave some food for them, even when in the middle of your own groups’ promotions. You wished you could say that Sunghoon did the same for you, but you knew you’d never receive that affection you so desperately craved from him. It hadn’t taken you long to figure out that Sunghoon didn’t want you, not even as a friend. You had caught many of the longing looks he reserved for her, feeling your heart shrivel up and die each time he did it. It was easy to ignore at first. You took it as a look of admiration for the idol on the television screen, going as far as even pointing out how it looked like Sunghoon looked up to the group once. The sympathetic cringe that crossed the rest of his group's faces confused you, along with the alarmed look on Sunghoon’s face but you had been all too ignorant of Sunghoon’s feelings then.

Sunghoon had started to feel guilty over his “complicated feelings,” as he put it. He knew he was unworthy of you - of your love. It wasn’t fair to you to pour your entire self into a relationship where the other half wasn’t even trying. He had noticed your distancing yourself lately. There were fewer calls and even fewer dates than there already were. He had gotten word from his members that you had gone abroad for promotions, confusedly pointing out that you hadn’t said a word to him about your comeback. There was a pit that had formed in his stomach. Was there a chance you figured it out? That you had finally given up on the abysmal relationship he had been the one to ask you to be a part of? He couldn’t help but feel the dread build up in his chest, scared for what was to come when you arrived back in Seoul.

It had been a few weeks since you had touched down in Korea without a word from Sunghoon. It hurt to know how insignificant you had been to him, but it had been the final push. You hadn’t made up your mind just yet on how you’d do this, but you had already spent the entirety of your overseas promotions bawling your eyes out and it hadn’t been hard for fans to notice your change in demeanor. You had to end this quickly if you didn’t want your manager to talk to you. You took your phone, quickly scrolling through your contacts pressing on Sunghoon’s. ‘Baby,’ reflected onto your irises in bold, sneering at you for ever having called Sunghoon that word as if he were ever truly yours.

“I got your text. Do you need someth-?” “I want to break up with you.” You hadn’t even let him get his words out before you seemingly ripped the bandaid off. He watched as you silently trembled in place, avoiding his eyes all that you could. Sunghoon quickly digested your words, trying to find his own to properly apologize to you for what he had done. “I-I have to go now. I don’t wanna get in trouble with my manager. Later, Sunghoon.” Sunghoon felt an all too familiar prickle behind his eyes as he watched you walk away, leaving him in some secluded park, away from any prying eyes. His throat had closed itself off in an effort not to cry, prohibiting him from saying anything he had to tell you. He had no right to cry and he knew it, instead, he kicked a stray rock as he stuck his hands in his pockets, walking back to his manager who had silently waited on him, ready to take him home.

EXTENDED NOTE. joji you crazy bastard, you'll rue the day you released glimpse of us. look at what you've done to me.

#GOOD MORNING SUNGHOON NATION WHO'S READY FOR SOME ANGST #ok i lied i still wanna write sometimes #something short and simple bc it was a spur of the moment thing i might even delete it later #enhypen #enhypen sunghoon #enhypen x reader #enhypen fic #enhypen oneshot #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen angst #sunghoon x reader #sunghoon fic #sunghoon oneshot #sunghoon imagines #sunghoon scenarios #sunghoon angst #📁 enhypen: sunghoon

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jungwnies · 2 years

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⋅ ⎯ ✈︎ nishimura riki | s. how i imagine enhypen’s niki texts his partner ! | w. light cursing ! | g. texting !

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⠀⠀ ㅤmasterlist | navigation

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other members : heeseung . jay . jake . sunghoon . sunoo . jungwon !

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rizzrizzriki · 1 year

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“anytime” | a jungwon short fic

word count: 668

warnings: none (i don’t think? lmk)

stressed! female reader x bf jungwon

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the clock struck 1 am, signifying the fifth hour in a row that you’d been studying. with every hour that had passed, you broke another promise to yourself that you would take a break, go out and get some air or, at least, light a candle to help set a mood. but, no, none of that ever happened. no matter how hard you tried to keep it up for those first few hours, you found yourself sinking deeper and deeper into your chair, your head lulling back and forth as your consciousness began to drift into nothingness.

but before slumber could have a chance to consume you, a loud knock on your door echoed throughout the room, your eyes opening widely in an instant.

you jolted awake in your seat, sitting straighter than you’d ever sat, as you quickly turned around to face the now-opening door. as soon as your eyes met the figure, a sigh of frustration escaped your mouth.

“what are you doing here, won?”

he stood there like an idle game character, trying to see if he should comfort you or leave you to your ‘studies’. but, he quickly decided to stay when he noticed the pronounced bags forming under your eyes, along with the paper scattered around your messy desk.

“me and the boys are going to the arcade. i just wanted to know if you could come, too.”

at first, it didn’t even register in your mind that he was talking, feeling far too tired to hear any of the words he was saying. he seemed to notice, stepping closer and closing the door behind him before taking a seat next to you.

“niki said he can beat you… are you really gonna take that defeat?” he asked, nudging you slightly, frowning when you didn’t even crack a smile.

he sighed, looking away from you, his hand coming to rest atop yours. “please y/n, you’ve been in here all day. i don’t think this is healthy.”

“i can’t do it, won,” you replied, your voice barely above a whisper. he lifted his gaze to meet yours again, confusion written clearly across his features. he opened his mouth, wanting to ask what was wrong, but quickly closed it again when he felt you squeeze his hand tightly.

“nothing’s working, i can’t even remember what i’m revising,” you said, tears forming from exhaustion and woe. “i feel so stupid.”

Jungwon frowned again, reaching over to wipe the tear tracks from your cheek with the pad of his thumb.

“don’t cry, you’re not stupid. school’s hard, and i know you really want that good grade,” he said, picking his words carefully. “but you’re gonna burn yourself out, y/n. no matter what, you’re more important than a test, always.”

you nodded weakly, leaning against his shoulder, trying not to think about the way his fingers curled around your waist. he closed your laptop before gently placing your head onto his shoulder, his free hand coming to rest atop yours. he kept running his other hand down your hair, whispering soft, comforting nonsense as you listened to his soothing voice, his heart pounding wildly in his chest while his hands continued their steady rhythm.

“we don’t have to go to the arcade, honestly. i just thought you might wanna secure your high score. y’know, before you lose.”

“now you’re just trying to get me to beat niki,” you laughed. “it’s working, though.”

he smiled, letting out a chuckle. “well, i wouldn’t be much use if i couldn’t cheer you up.”

you sighed, getting up to slide on your shoes, but not before jungwon pressed a chaste kiss to your forehead. he got up as well, grabbing your backpack and handing it to you.

“thank you,” you mumbled, slipping your arms through the straps. you glanced around your room one last time, noticing all of the papers littered everywhere.

“i know it’s really cheesy, but thank you, wonie. for everything.”

he smiled, his dimples appearing in full force. “anytime.”

my first fic eeeeeeeeee <3

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viisator · 11 months

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Jungwon as your boyfriend

Warning: mention of sex

(this is what I think Jungwon as your boyfriend)

I think...

Jungwon is the type of boyfriend that will shower you with acts of service and quality time. I also think he's the type who'll take everything slow but you'll not get bored cause he'll make sure to make every moment with you memorable. He plans out every date uniquely, and if you ask him something, he'll do it without saying a word.

I also think...

Jungwon's the type of boyfriend who won't show you he loves you by words, and the type who's misunderstood on a first date as cold since he's quiet, polite, and agreeable, but honestly, he's just trying to find the natural time when you're finally comfortable with the presence of both.

He'll call you every night asking about your day, and what happened to your previous concerns, and he'll tell you his problems and ask what you think or what you prefer, and he always confirms his decisions by asking you first before doing it.

And if the relationship stays long, the type of relationship that you already are comfortable farting in front of each other, I think the sexual romantic will slowly be open with both of you.

In bed, I think he's...

Jungwon might be the type that likes soft and slow pace, the type that moans softly and quietly, he'll ask if you're comfortable with the position, or does it hurt, and if you're okay doing it

But I also think...

He's the type that'll suddenly be so mean and cold and would just throw you to the bed and strip you naked and fuck you 3 times as hard, 3 times as fast, 3 times long, and even though you beg him to slow down or to stop, he's suddenly deaf and will not listen to you until he feels good enough to calm down. I think that situation will happen when he's very jealous.

And after that, I think...

He'll apologize immediately after he realized what he has done, and will hug you real tight at the back and say sorry repeatedly, then he'll wait for a moment for you to calm down, and he'll explain what happened.

And if you're still upset until the next morning, he'll buy you your favorite donut. Will prepare you dinner, prepare your bath, take you to work, take you to lunch, and take you home, and after you're home, he already prepared dinner and there's a flower at the table, and he'll hug you and say sorry again until he heard you forgives him.

In his circle, I think he'll...

Jungwon will show you off but he won't say a word, he'll just grab you by the waist as he talks with every relative and friend at the event until every people that attended knows he's your boyfriend and you're his.

I also think...

Jungwon will encourage you to meet his family after dating for a month because he doesn't want secrets from them. And if you're not comfortable, I think he'll wait and will encourage and inspire you by telling funny stories about them.

And once you've met them...

I think Jungwon's family will like you if you're polite and elegant. The type who'll get respected when they speak, and I think Jungwon's family will be pleased to meet you when they saw how you value your work but will always value Jungwon more.

He'll take you to many places, he doesn't have secrets for you, and I also think you're the one who might break Jungwon's heart in the end:⁠-⁠(

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seattlesolace · 1 year

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shopping with enhypen

Heeseung

Takes him ages to get ready, just like how it took you ages to convince him to come shop with you.

When you’ve arrived at your destination, he almost whines from not wanting to go in with you.

Ends up going in anyway because you demanded.

Surprisingly responsive when it comes to asking for his opinion.

Then you take too long to browse and he excuses himself to go to the restrooms.

Never comes back.

When you’re done, you spot him waiting for you with a sheepish smile on his face.

Promises to treat you dessert for lowkey abandoning you while shopping.

Jay

Is delighted that you finally asked him to tag along shopping for clothes.

On the way, he asks you if you’re getting a whole outfit or just buying capsule pieces.

Insists that you try on certain pieces instead of eyeballing it and assuming they would fit.

Gasses you up whenever you walk out the fitting room.

When you take too long, he waits patiently by your side, sometimes scrolling his phone.

Sometimes window-shops clothes for himself too.

When you’re about to pay, he walks to the register with you and beats you when it comes to handing over a card to pay for it.

The shopping bag never lands on your hands either, since he’d be the one carrying it around voluntarily.

Sunghoon

Sulks in the beginning but goes anyway, even dressed up neat for the outing.

Lets you drag him everywhere, even to the undergarments section.

Whenever you hold a dress up or any other type of clothing, he approves, but then comes up with a better option.

Almost all the time, until it makes you question your own sense.

Asks you if you could take him shopping after you’re done, since he suddenly wanted to get new items too.

Pays for the items he picked for you, claiming that you deserve them.

Meets a mannequin that is dressed exactly like him and pouts when you tease him for it.

Splits carrying the shopping bag with you, so he can hold some bags in one hand while the other is holding yours.

Jake

Is somehow more excited than you because you’ve never taken him shopping with you before.

Walks by your side all the time while his eyes scan the whole place.

Asks a bunch of questions, from dumb questions to even dumber questions (like, if Velcro was invented first, do you think there’d be zippers?)

A whole hype man from the way he reacts to every clothing item you present to him.

Sometimes reacts too loud, it’s embarrassing for you.

Waits patiently while you pay at the register.

Instantly takes your hand in his when you’re done.

Drags you to a café to chill and have cake because he’s hungry after all the shopping.

Sunoo

He’s the one who actually proposed the idea of shopping together.

You two would go to every store and really browse the stuff that you like.

You lose him in the men’s section because he is in the women’s section looking for you.

Uncontrollable laughter once you both find each other.

Says yes to everything you choose and compliments you when you try it on.

When you’re done shopping for your stuff, he loses interest in shopping for himself, so you both go to the arcades instead.

You keep leaving your shopping bags unattended, so he keeps picking them up for you.

Promises to always go shopping together next time whenever he is free.

Jungwon

Agrees to go shopping with you immediately after you ask.

But then on your way there, he realizes he actually has an errand to do.

Promises to find you in whichever store you are in once he is done.

Spots you browsing for clothes but seemingly so focused, he just doesn’t want to disturb you.

You send him mirror selfies from the fitting room to ask for his opinion, and he’s right outside the store replying to all of your texts.

Actually gives honest opinions and replies like a bot—instant.

When you’re done, you walk out of the store only to find him holding up two cups of latte, smiling as he asks “had fun shopping?”

Walks back home with you, linking arms, sipping on your lattes.

Ni-ki

Hesitates at first but then realizes it’s the only way to spend time with you for that day.

Acts disinterested as you browse for clothes but secretly wonders how you will look like in them.

Whenever you ask for an opinion, he treats it like a yes-no question and either nods or shakes his head.

To make him more enthusiastic, you introduce the idea of shopping for him.

His face lights up and tries to politely reject it, even though he has been eyeing a jacket the whole time.

You notice it so when you pick up the jacket he just sighs in adoration.

Defends himself and swears that he did not go with you just to get treated.

You’re fine with it but demand him to pay for dinner, which he happily agrees to.

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disclaimer: Jake's question is taken from My Next Guest Needs No Introduction with David Letterman, in which Dave asks the question to Kanye West.

a/n: hello and welcome to ...with ENHYPEN! this is my first shot at making one of these, I have dozens of ideas that I used to keep in my head and just share with friends, so now I'm sharing them with you all. do let me know if you liked this or if you have any scenarios in mind!

#writtenbynana #scenario: shopping w enhypen #enhypen fluff #enhypen imagines #enhypen headcanon #enhypen scenarios #enhypen shorts #enhypen #heeseung fluff #jay fluff #jake fluff #sunghoon fluff #jungwon fluff #sunoo fluff #niki fluff #enhypen soft hours #nana with enhypen series #...with enhypen

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