#enhyphen x reader
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sunghoon fucking you raw headcons! (cuz im lazy)
bratty!y/n x angry!sunghoon
warnings. creampie, unprotected sex (no, kids) swearing, choking (?), think that's it!
angry!hoon who is rutting his hips so quickly into you as you still try to annoy him.
angry!hoon who tells you to "watch your fucking mouth" as you swear at him.
angry!hoon who "teaches you a lesson for bad sluts who don't listen" and starts going at an animalistic speed, watching as you sink your head in the pillow, whimpering.
angry!hoon who drags you back up by your head to hear your voice, dick twitching as you let out a loud moan. "fuck I love the sounds you make" he would call.
angry!hoon scoffing as you let out small "hoonie- so good! need to cum!" he wraps his hand around your neck, "I don't care how good it feels, your not cumming until I tell you too" he smirks as you clench around him, loving his new side.
angry!hoon teasing you, "think he could make you feel this good?" or "want me to bring him over to see how much of a slut you are?" as you were teasing him with another boy. the poor man thought you like him :(
bratty!y/n who just cant hold it in "cant h-hold it anymore" you whimpered, arching your back as the knot in your belly got tighter and tighter.
angry!hoon who chuckles darkly "want to hear you beg for it" listening as you don't hesitate, pleading and pleading to release the built up pleasure electrocuting through your body. "such a needy little thing arent you?"
angry!hoon who finally lets you cum after so long of forcing you to hold it in. your head sinks into the mattress once again, twitching with overstimulation.
angry!hoon who watches the cum seep out as he pull out. "damn we made a mess" not knowing you were quietly sobbing in the duvet, mascara painting it black.
angry!hoon who cleans you up quietly, being too much of a gentleman to just leave you there. and leaving silently as you have drifted off to sleep.
hoon! who watches you walk down the stairs as he cooks breakfast, smirking as your limping with a pout on your face as you come closer to the lovely smell of pancakes.
hoon! who listens attentively to your cute long apology, grinning as your looking down at your feet, explaining to him what happened yesterday with that boy and how sorry you were.
hoon! who pulls you in for a hug and peppers kisses down your neck and jawline, loving the way you squirmed under his touch, still sensitive from yesterday<3
hoon! who gives you the aftercare you really deserve, not letting you touch any chore in the house and making the yummiest food for you. he just loves you so much :((
♡
#enha x reader#enhypen#enhyphen hard thoughts#enhyphen x reader#enhypen smut#enhyphen sunghoon#sunghoon smut#sunghoon
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hiii! can i request riki with prompt 41, if thats okay? thank you!!!
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📂 bf! idol! nishimura riki x idol! fem! reader . youre baking cookies and niki worries for your safety. mentions of broken glass?? , reader is portrayed as a female and is apart of a kpop group , wasnt proofread. inspo — prompt 41: them having a moment when their lover drops a glass, checking them over for injuries .
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Sometimes you hate yourself for making promises, and right now was one of those times.
Yesterday, in the spur of the moment, you had promised your fans a live. But now, you wanted nothing more than to stay where you sat—your boyfriend’s head nuzzled in your lap as he pretends to watch the drama playing on the tv.
“Ni-ki,” you mutter. Nothing. “Ni-ki?” You place your hand on your boyfriends forehead, attempting to turn his head to face you.
His eyes are hooded, sleep practically begging to take over. “Hmm?”
“I gotta get up, baby.” He simply nods, aware of the promise you made to your fans—mostly because he heard you groan about it all day. “You can sleep,” you smile at him once your off the couch. He lays back down across the cushions and you crouch next to him.
“Wake me up when your done, I want you to play with my hair again.” You cant help but grin wider, you hum softly and press a delicate kiss to his forehead.
As you gathered your baking supplies you had the live propped up and streaming, the viewer number grew with each second, comments flooding in—fan’s greeting, asking questions, and proclaiming their love for you and your group. As you measured and mixed ingredients you mindlessly spoke anything that popped into your head, recent schedules and upcoming events your group would be partaking in—and once you had nothing left to say you started humming songs produced by your group.
As you placed the cookie pan into the oven three of your group members enter the kitchen, happily throwing themselves into the live stream. They read and answer questions and complement the smell emitting from the oven.
“She’s our little baker,” one of them grins as she scans the comments, looking for another subject or question to read aloud.
“Hey, did you know your boy-” the final missing member enters the kitchen, her thumb pointed over her shoulder—directing to the living room, where Ni-ki laid asleep on the couch. You casually take a step out of the camera’s view, a finger coming to your lips and your leader catches the hint. “Did you know your baking is really good? Smells incredible.” She chuckles rather awkwardly as she appears on screen and peers over the other girl’s shoulders, trying to get a glimpse at the comments—hoping no one had caught her nearly slip up.
Once the cookies come from the oven you place all but one onto a glass decorative plate, the five of you devour the warm sweets and the girls return to their respective lives. You wave them each goodbye and begin cleaning up the mess you had made throughout the whole process. As you wipe the counter directly in front of the camera you seem to forget the glass mixing bowls close proximity, your elbow bumps against the side—sending the bowl plummeting to the floor, barely missing your feet as it shatters. You automatically jump backwards, trying to avoid cutting your feet.
A soft thud is heard from the next room and a figure comes flying into the kitchen, and the figure just so happens to me the Nishimura Riki. Just your luck. As he steps into frame he falters in his steps as he takes in the location of the broken glass. He eventually takes a risk and steps into a spot he hopes there isn’t any hidden shards.
“Are you okay?” He worries, his hands coming to cup your cheeks, eyes flickering over your face and all the way down to your feet. “Did you get cut?” He frowns at your silence. “Sweetheart? Please answer me.”
“The lives still going,” your voice is barely a whisper, but you feel his tender touch stiffen. He slowly peers over towards the phone, still propped up and recording. Why hadn’t the company shut it down the moment he stepped into the shot?
The picture on the screen was the two of you, him cradling your face as the two of you glance at the screen. Comments flood in faster than ever before as you pull yourself from Ni-ki’s hold.
“See you guys…um…next time.” You smile awkwardly, casting Ni-ki a glance before turning back to the screen. A comment catches your attention as you click the end live button.
Now we know who she saved that cookie for.
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Request??? Stray Kids X Reader their gf has an idol brother? Thankss
Hi Anon haha. This blog is soo new, Im glad you found it, its like you're stalking me haha! Im planning to post my earlier work from @imafivestarkpopstan here soon!
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Here's your request!! Like, reblog, and shares are appreciated!
Stray Kids Reaction to their GF's Brother being an idol.
Chan :
"You what?" He screeched. Y/N shushed him quickly.
"Yes, Channie. Calm down. Yes, my brother is Lee Taeyong from NCT."
"B-but- he's scary!" Chan yelled. Y/N giggled.
"No he's not, Channie. Calm down."
Minho :
"You're saying that your brother is Choi San?"
"Yes, Oppa." Y/N said. "He's my older brother."
"Now that I think of it, no wonder he keeps glaring at me." Minho said, ashan faced. "He's your brother."
"Are you okay?" Y/N asked concernedly.
"Fine."
Changbin :
"No." Changbin said firmly. "Absolutely not."
"But he wants to meet you!" Y/N tried. Her brother, Jungkook, was egging her to bring Changbin over. "He already knows you through Chan Oppa!"
"Chan hangs out with him?"
"Did you not know that??!" Y/N asked in surprise. Changbin shook his head.
Hyunjin :
"Hey Jinnie, I'd like you to meet my Oppa." Y/N said, dragging Yeosang by his ear.
"It hurts! Ah!" Yeosang cried. "Y/N I hate you so much!"
"Same!" Y/N exclaimed. "Who would've thought we had something in common beside features?"
"Brat." Yeosang mumbled, sticking his hand out to Hyunjin. "I'm Yeosang."
"Hyunjin." Hyunjin mumbled nervously. "Anyeonghasayo."
Jisung :
"Baby, whose that?" Jisung asked, pointing to her and an idol.
"That's my brother."
"You have an idol brother?"
"Yes, you know Enhyphen Sunghoon. That's my Dongsaeng."
"Wow." Jisung muttered. "Just great. What am I supposed to do now?"
"If it helps, he's not overprotective?"
"Noona? Is this your boyfriend?" Sunghoon popped up unexpectedly, glaring at Jisung.
"I take that back. He is extremely overprotective."
Felix :
"He'll love you." Y/N assured. "Jin absolutely loves brownies."
"But-"
"Shh." Y/N stuffed a brownie in his mouth. He swallowed it and opened his mouth again, but Y/N claimed her hand over it.
"Lix, stop panicking!"
Seungmin :
"Hi, you are Seungmin sumbaenim, right?" Seungmin shrank back. Choi Soobin was towering above him. (Lol)
"Y-yes."
"Oppa! Don't hurt him!" Y/M said. She hurried over. "Sorry Seungie, he's my brother."
"Y-you- I-"
"Hahahaha!" Beomgyu laughed from afar. "Hyung, don't hurt your sister's boyfriend!"
"Don't hurt her." Soobin glowered at Seungmin before leaving.
Jeongin :
"Hey baby." Jeongin smiled, pecking her cheek.
"Why're you calling her baby?" Jimin demanded.
"I'm her boyfriend?"
"Shes still a baby." Jimin scowled. "Don't do anything to my baby sister."
"S-sister?"
"Jimin Oppa!" Y/M hissed, elbowing him.
"Don't hurt her."
#bts x reader#stray kids x reader#enhyphen x reader#txt x reader#chan x reader#lee know x reader#changbin x reader#hyunjin x reader#han x reader#jisung x reader#felix x reader#seungmin x reader#jeongin x reader
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DISTRACTED || JAY (ENHYPHEN)
Jay has to go to work. Except, he keeps getting distracted by you.
Genre: bestfriends to lovers!au, fluff, confession time, heated makeout sesh
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Jay is distracted.
More specifically, he's distracted by you.
Look, the thing is: he's someone who loves keeping track of his money. Hence the reason why he'd asked to share half of his rent with you and, considering that you've lived in the same dormitory for the entirety of your university life, the changes had been minimal, practically close to nothing. Having grown up on the same side of the road and seeing each other everyday did that to him; it made him take for granted that your friendship was somewhat special, somewhat different from the usual encounter with girls.
He's lived with you for a few weeks now, and he won't complain. You cook him meals that take him by surprise whenever he comes home from work, you make sure to wash his laundry when he forgets and in return, he does the same. It's quite an amazing teamwork that you've got with the young man. He's pretty certain that in another life, he would've gravitated towards you all over again.
So what is this?
Why is he feeling so weird?
To be honest, Jay had known that albeit the fact that you weren't popular among most of the male population -- the ones that lived on short skirts and high heels and perfect manicures -- you did have some potential candidates asking around for you. So, you're not completely erased from the dating scene.
But to be clear, you'd never been Jay's type.
So he feels like slapping himself upon catching his own eyes wandering over to the dampness dotting your collarbones.
I mean, he thinks to himself while quickly down at his coffee, it is an attractive sight.
You're the type of girl that holds a no-nonsense look, a wardrobe that consists of large t-shirts thay you've inherited from your older brothers and baggy shorts that did nothing to help your sex appeal in his opinion. You're the type of girl who always has her hair in a ponytail, who's always late to class and would rather stay home and chill instead of dressi.g up to go shopping and get pampered.
Jay, on the other hand, loves seeing girls getting dolled up, loves the feminity that it brings out, loves the show of legs, the clad, skin-tight tops that cinches at the waist, the type of girl that isn￠t scares to ask for help or to show that they're interested in romantic adventures.
But this morning is quite different. Because it seems as though a veil has just been lifted from Jay's eyes.
You, with your friggin collarbones dotted with the dampness of your morning shower, decked in your usual attire. Same, yet different.
Damn.
"What if they ask me about my previous jobs?" You're busy chatting on about your worries, about your interview and the possible questions that might follow but as much as he wants to comfort you, he just cannot be fucked when his eyes are so riveted on that naked patch of skin.
His lips tingle and he licks them.
Just as you say, "Jay? Earth to Jay? Hellooo?"
"H-Huh?" He snaps to attention, blinking as warmth seeps up his neck, "sorry, what d'you say?"
"I asked whether you think I should wear a dress or pants," you turn, press back against the kitchen counter and take a sip of your coffee, "I looked it up and google said dresses look more feminine, but pants are more professional."
He tries imagining you in a dress and his blood turns hot. He averts his gaze, "how am I supposed to know?" He mutters into his cup in a manner reminiscent of a sulky pup.
You cock your head curiously, an amused smile gracing your lips, "what is up your butt this morning?"
"Tired."
"You're always tired Jay," his toast pings and you place them on a plate before you hand it to him.
He thanks you quite sourly as he butters it a little too aggressively for your taste, "I got a lot of stuff to sort out at work."
What a pitiful excuse, his mind chimes.
"Oh yeah? Says the guy who was proclaming his job was the best."
"That was before overtime was a thing."
"Ahh overtime, the joy-killer," you say dramatically, even hold a hand to your forehead. Your own toaat pops out and you place your plate upon the counter opposite him, proceeding to spread peanut butter, "so, to answer my question: dress or pants?"
"Ppft. Neither--ow!" He yelps when you slap his shoulder, a pout forming on his face as he rubs the sore spot, "you're asking me this when you've never even worn them."
"You don't have to see me wear them," you roll your eyes and take a bite from your toast, "use your imagination a little."
He munches on his breakfast, "you're asking for too much."
"Oh my go-- you know what Jay? Nevermind. I'm just gonna wear the pants."
He's about to retort back a reply, only to get distracted by the way your t-shirt dips slightly to show more skin that needed. He spots the crevice that runs down and disappears underneath your t-shirt, which leaves little to the imagination.
He sucks in a sharp breath. Lord. The lord was testing him.
"--also, stop giving me so much sass. It's only like, seven in the morning and I--"
It's on impulse. One minute you're reprimanding him and the next, he's shot forward, grabbed on to your shirt, and yanked it back to hide your neck.
A surprised yelp falls from your lips, "what the fudge, Jay?!"
But now he's distracted, because by doing so means that he's so, so close to you. If he moves a little forward, your noses might brush.
Your lips, parted and looking oh-so-appetizing that he feels his entire body still.
Oh.
Oh wow.
Oh no.
He should not be looking at you like that. He should not be thinking up imaginary scenarios of kissing you senseless--
"Jay? Hey Jay?" Your voice brings him out of his thought bubble. You're tense, and he feels it.
"S-Sorry, I just--" his mind scrambles for something to get him back out of the gutter he's just fallen into heads-on, "sorry. You're...you gotta stop doing that."
"Doing--wha--what did I do?" You can't help but stutter and his heart practically lurches up to his throat because that is fucking adorable.
"N-Nothing," he drops your shirt, averting his eyes so as not to see it slip back down and exposing the said patch of skin he's been avoiding like the plague all morning, "I think the pants would be nice."
It's a pathetic attempt to try and turn things back to normal, but you accept it, trying not to show your concern by devoting your entire attention to your toast.
The rest of your breakfast is quiet and you wash the dishes in silence as you hear Jay changing in his room. It's almost quarter to eight, a little later than Jay would normally leave, but you decide that today is a little weird and maybe it should just be swept under the rug and ignored.
God knows you do not want to breach that small incident with your best friend. Nor do you want to get another reminder of your useless, endless crush on him.
You reach for his bag, set upon the said kitchen counter, and tuck his lunch inside as you usually do, when you feel a presence hovering behind you.
You turn, and gasp.
Jay's arms cage you against the counter, face so close you spot the small scar dotting the corner of his eye. And you almost lose breath at his closeness because goddamnit, you're not used to this.
Your hands grip his bag, a tight ball of cloth that separates your two bodies like a peace offering.
"Jay," you say quietly, "what are you doing?"
But it's almost like you've just lost him to another world.
His eyes are glazed over, and his chest rises and falls with every shallow breath. He looks breathless, though you're certain he's got the lung capacity of an Olympain athlete.
He looks hot.
"Jay," you try again, "what are you--"
Your sentence is cut short when he leans in close. Nose along your neck. Brushing against skin.
Oh.
"H-Hey," your stuttering doesn't stop the said young man from nuzzling into the crook of your neck like a giant feline in need of affection. He lets out a soft sigh that tingles the skin at your collarbone. You tense in response, uncertain of what's about to unfold.
What is this?
You can hear the soft rumble at the back of his throat, the scent of his boy deodorant wafting through your nostrils as you feel his lips skim your nape, along your jaw, to rest at the corner of your ear.
You don't want to move. For fear that this, whatever this is, is just a piece of your wild imagination.
Maybe you're dreaming. You should be dreaming.
When Jay speaks next, his alto his hoarse, raspy with emotion:
"Y/N, I'm sorry but..." he takes another breath that shudders through his shoulders, "I’m going to try something.”
"Wh-What?”
“Just—Just trust me.”
And before you have time to react, Jay’s hands are cupping your cheeks before he pulls you in for a kiss.
His mouth slants over yours in the purest of ways, causing a series of goosebumps to prickle along your spine. You take in a sharp breath, but Jay kisses that away as he holds your face in place and kisses you senseless, until you’re light-headed, until you feel like you’re floating on cloud nine.
Slowly, you kiss back and Jay groans lowly at the back of his throat, one of his hands slipping down your arm, curving along the back of your elbow before grasping your hip. He pulls you closer to him as if you’re a drug and he’s in need of you, desperate for a taste, and the intensity at which his mouth moves over yours causes something to ignite in your chest.
A small gasp echoes through the back of your throat when Jay tilts his head and, slowly buy skillfully, swipes his tongue over your bottom lip. You feel light-headed, dizzy with Jay’s scent and Jay’s touch and Jay’s taste. It’s almost scary how quickly you fold under his hands as pliant as origami paper, and you’re not quite sure what to make of all this sudden realization.
But that is quickly shoved out of your head the moment his tongue manages to slip past your lips. You let out a strangled whimper, which Jay responds to with a growl of his own. His body presses you back against the counter, one thigh sliding in-between your legs and causing another gasp out of you, while a hand cards through your hair, fisting through the strands like he fears of letting go.
“Jay,” you murmur out the moment your mouths part. You gaze at each other, breathless and trying to blink away the sudden haziness of it all.
If you’re dreaming, you wish to never wake up.
You swallow hard instead. Your eyes flutter to the ground, to the way his body seems to mold with yours and, maybe realizing that the young man is pressed against you, your cheeks flush a bright red.
“What was that?”
Jay, on the other hand, does not appear the least embarrassed by what has just transpired. He leans in closer to nuzzle the crook of your neck in what seems to be affection.
“Jay,” you call out in warning. You hate it when he gets like this; locks away his thoughts for you to decipher.
“I don’t know. I don’t know what that was, okay?” He mumbles into your skin. His breath fans against your collarbones and that makes you shiver, “maybe I…maybe I like you. Maybe that’s it. I don’t know.”
“What do you mean, maybe you like me?”
Pulling away, it’s his eyes that are glued to the edge of the kitchen counter now. You wouldn’t be surprised if he starts shuffling his feet like a primary school kid getting scolded by his teacher.
There’s a silence that falls over the room as you wait for Jay’s response. It stretches on indefinitely. A warp in time that makes you hold your breath.
“I do.”
Your eyes snap up to his face. But he’s not—or rather— he can’t look you straight in the eye.
His hand comes up to rub the back of his neck and it’s almost instinct that he starts backing away from you in an attempt to protect some of that damn pride of his. The little that he has left.
“I do like you,” he whispers.
You swear your heart starts singing.
Your eyes find his. They lock. And you probably stare him down for more time than you should’ve.
“Do you…” you swallow thickly, the weight of emotion settling in your chest, "do you mean that?"
A pause. Jay, flustered red and looking everywhere but you, croaks out, "I do."
You can't help it. You start laughing.
Adorable.
It's a small chuckle at first. And then, seeing the furrowed confusion on Jay's face makes you laugh even harder.
"Oh I'm so sorry, Jay--" you clamp your lips down and cover your mouth with your hand as Jay bellows out, "what's so funny?"
"Nothing! Nothing at all--"
"You're making fun of me aren't you?" He leans back into your personal space and you yelp, hands latching onto his shoulders for support when you lose balance.
"I'm really not! I swear," you can't help the grin practically splitting your face in two, "I wasn't expecting you to be so serious--"
"I am serious, Y/N."
"I mean yeah, but like--"
"Wow. I confess to you and the only thing you can do is laugh in my face?" He looks offended, though his hands lacing around your waist tell another story, "I'm hurt."
"That's not it," you flash him a grin, giggles still lingering upon your tongue and you don't know that, but Jay swears he feels his entire tummy flip upside down.
He's gotten it...what was it that Heeseung said?
Oh right. He got it bad.
Though at the time, there was no way Jay believed Heeseung when his friend told him that love was bound to happen between the two of you.
"Do you?" He presses on to move the subject away from him.
You cock your head, "Do I?"
"Do you--I mean, if you didn't you wouldn't have kissed back..." his words trail off as a frown falls over his brows, "right?"
Your grin widens, "right."
"Stop smiling at me like that," his cheeks are a vibrant red, looking as though he'd like to be anywhwre but here at this precise moment, "it's creepy."
"Jay, you're blushing."
He jerks away, "I am not"
You laugh some more as your arms slip up to his neck and tug him closer, "aw, you're all flustered and stuff, it's so cute--"
Jay interrupts you with another kiss, presses long and hard until you're a gasping mess against his mouth.
He parts slowly, lips milimeters from each other, "not so chatty now, are you?" He breathes.
"That's cheating," you're the one blushing now. It's not all the time you get to see your best friend like this, all charm and charisma. You decide quickly that you quite like this side of Jay.
He smiles. That tender, affectionate smile that makes butterflies erupt through your chest, and as he brings you in for another hug, you close your eyes and hug back just as hard. You love basking in the comfort of his scent, of the warmth that wraps around you in a blissful utopia.
"Oh shit."
Jay pulls back so suddenly you lose balance.
"I'm gonna be late for work."
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"Jay, you're going to be late," you mumble against Jay's lips as he keeps on pressing insistent kisses. His arms wind around the back of your thighs, lifting you up without warning as you yelp in indignation.
"Jay!"
But he doesn't seem to hear your warning, smothering your protests with his mouth dancing against yours and making your toes curl in delight.
You'll never get tired of this, of Jay spending his mornings kissing you till you're gasping for breath, of Jay showering you with so much that you have no idea where to put your hands.
He's kissing you now after placing you atop the counter and sliding between your thighs. One hand cupping your jaw while the other holds your waist against him, you whimper out his name in a breathy moan when his mouth goes to nibble along your jaw.
"So pretty," he murmurs, the hand at your waist dropping to your clothed thigh, "god, I've been missing out."
"Yup, you have indeed--" your words turn to a gasp as he starts suckling on a patch of skin close to your ear. The hand at your jaw slips up to card through your still-damp locks while his other hand pushes your basketball shorts up to reveal naked akin.
That's enough to cause fireworks to explode behind your lids. You let out another small whimper, unable to help yourself as Jay starts a slow path of kisses down your neck, grumbling in satisfaction as he does so.
"Don't blame me--" you stutter out as he finds your sensitive spot that makes you hiss in delight, "--if your boss gives you shit--"
"Oh shush," his breath against your skin makes it tingle. He kisses his way back up to press one long kiss against your mouth.
"You're impossible," you say the moment he parts, arms around your waist in a loose hug and a lazy grin dancing on his mouth, "I know."
"Now go, or you'll really be late."
Groaning, he does as he's told though, and you walk him up to the door as he gathers his bag, coat and shoves his shoes on.
"See you tonight," you smile at him.
He throws you an annoyed look. Clearly, he isn't amused about the fact that you're pushing him out of the house and you swear he looks like the spitting image of a forlorn pup.
"What?" You jab at his shoulder playfully, "stop looking at me like that."
"Can I call in sick?"
"No!"
"But what if I really am si--"
"No you're not--"
He leans forward too kick for you register until he's kissing you again. A hard smack against your mouth.
"Love you."
You watch him go, a slow smile creeping over your lips.
"Love you too."
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Jay : Sunoo isn't answering his phone
Y/N : Lemme try
Jay : Me and Niki tried 20 times each what makes you think-
Sunoo : Hello?
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𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐘𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃
' When I cannot find my words, I can always find you, and there they are. '
- JS Parker. Fluff :)
(a/n) for niki im doing completely platonic! so its more of a niki as ur bestfriend:) ( not requested lolz) also stream bad dog by hyunA
𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍
- you will definitely get sunghooned. like all the time. HELP.
- counting his moles :,)
- trying ( and failing ) to teach you how to ice skate
- sends you edits of himself that he found on his fyp 😈
- the only time he tries to speak english is when he tells a dad joke :,)
- ^ expects you to laugh at EVERY single one of his jokes
- always calls you before he goes on as a mc so you can calm his nerves
𝐉𝐀𝐊𝐄
- saying slay after everything you do
- "pAsS mE a ForK." "what?..."
- giving you fashion advice because "he's a pro!"
- making 😐 face when you tell a bad joke (won't even fake laugh)
- making eachother playlists 😫
- " sTrEaM pAsS tHe mIc"
- holding on to your waist any time your in a 2 foot radius 💀
𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐎
- OUTDOOR DATES!! amusement parks, zoos, river walks literally anything
- ^ hold ur waist or hand so other ppl know ur dating 😭
- smushing his cheeks so he looks like a squirrel :,)
- kiss attacks when either one of you are being stubborn
- tries to cook for you but doesn't do very well (its the thought that counts...)
- will help you with literally anything you ask (chores, work, cooking)
- randomly hugging you and telling you how much he loves you
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- kisses every single stretch mark, scar or mole you have, telling you how perfect you are the whole time
- krisses you💀 (getcha getcha ya ya ta ta 😋🕺💃)
- making breakfast for you every morning and waking you up by bringing it to you in bed
- can't fall asleep without you
- showering together to "save water"
- gets food delivered to you when he's on tour or at the studio :)
- gets ready for the day with you (brushing your teeth, getting dressed)
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- asking to help you do your makeup (ends up making you look like even more of a clown (I'm sorry))
- combing your fingers through his hair and closing his eyes and jus enjoying it
- introducing you to his family really early on
- nervous laughing when you say I love you or show affection (ends up loving it and reciprocating.)
- ft-ing when he's on tour so you can just see eachothers faces
- helping you through any insecurities you have :)
- playing Mario kart together:,) (DEFINITELY let's you win its NOT because he's bad... ;)
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- ft-ing you everytime he eats so you can make sure he finishes his food
- likes ranting to you since he's the leader he feels like he has a lot of pressure on him
- ni-ki calling you guys his parents 😭
- ^ the members definitely shipped you guys before you started dating
- LOVES picnics with you ! trying to be romantic and feed you but end up choking on ur food from laughter 💀
- taking cringey ass couple pictures
- album recommendations! albums he think you'd like or that remind him of you
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- switching between languages to talk shit💀
- sending reaction memes to break awkward silence
- teaches you kpop dances and then goes '😐' when you mess up
- "I'm famous 😩💅" "no one asked"
- being brutally honest about everything
- gives you his photocard and tells you "to treasure it or else"
- having the absolute STUPIDEST nicknames for eachother 😭 (Nicki Minaj 💀)
#enhyphen x reader#enhypen#sunoo#niki#sunghoon#kpop#kpop imagines#jay enhypen#jake enhypen#enha#enha x reader#enhyphen fluff
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winter’s call - y. jungwon
Word Count: 948
Warnings: None, just cute fluffy shit
Characters: Yang Jungwon
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Now here’s a good question.
Why the hell did the space heater inside the dorms do next to nothing to aid all of the freezing fingertips that were surely turning purple now?
Jungwon didn’t know the answer to this, of course, but he was nonetheless annoyed when all he wanted to was focus on writing some new lyrics.
“Wonie! Can I borrow another blanket? I think Niki’s gonna start seeing his own breath soon,” Sunoo’s voice echoed through the nearby hallway.
Begrudgingly moving from his desk, Jungwon rolled up a nearby blanket, walked into the dorm’s living room, and tossed it to a wiggly Niki.
“Isn’t Y/N supposed to be visiting soon?” Sunghoon questioned without looking up from his phone nor his hot drink in his other hand, “Would they still want to chill here even though Santa left some of his winter magic behind?”
Sunghoon had a point, much to Jungwon’s dismay, the last thing Jungwon wanted was for you to fall sick or just unable to chill comfortably because of the dorm’s frigid conditions.
He decided to pull out his phone to text you about changing the day when you visit him.
Well, he was going to, but then there was a knock at the front door. To which Sunoo, who was already near that area, opened and greeted you.
“Hope you brought a hoodie and several blankets,” Sunoo sighed as he rubbed his hands together to generate a little bit of heat and went back to the couch.
You, on the other hand, were thrown off by multiple details as you took off your shoes:
One– Why is Niki on the floor, curling into himself like a lanky cat?
Two– Why is Jungwon looking at you with concern? You triple checked your appearance before knocking on the door, did a last second breeze brush something upwards?
And three–Why in the world is it so cold in here? As if the windows and walls did nothing to protect the dorm from the outdoor temperature.
Before you could voice any of these thoughts, Jungwon went to you and embraced your figure, “Hey love, I was about to text you about the dorm.”
You returned his warmth and chuckled, “What, did Niki leave the windows open last night?”
“Why does it have to be MY fault? Hyung! Please tell your girlfriend that this has nothing to do with me and one hundred percent to do with the fact that winter in Korea kicks everyone’s ASS?!”
Everyone snickered at the shuffling blanket blob that was Niki, but they couldn’t disagree.
“Winter is upon us, young ones,” Sunghoon called out in a tone that mimicked a much older man.
Jungwon rolled his eyes and grabbed your hand, “Wanna go watch movies in the room? Away from these loud ‘young ones’?”
“That statement was also directed to YOU, Yang Jungwon!” You could hear Sunghoon’s cry and a mixture of Sunoo and Niki’s laughter as you closed the bedroom door.
Almost throwing his body onto his bed with a sigh, Jungwon opened up his arms, wordlessly beckoning for cuddles.
Of course you obliged and lied in between his shoulders, pressing a kiss on his chin as he scrolled through movie selections.
“I was in a cheesy mood and started a mini-marathon of Christmas movies, wanna finish this one with me?” Jungwon’s question finished as the screen landed on the title ‘It’s a Wonderful Life’, which showed to have an hour and five minutes left.
You chuckled and nodded, “Sounds cute, Wonie.” You noticed the abandoned notebook and pen at the corner of the room.
“Were you trying to write some more?”
“Yeah, but the guys were just…too distressed by the lack of heat for me to focus,” Jungwon ran a hand through his black hair and sighed.
As if on cue, you felt a shiver run up your spine as your body fully registered how little heat was available in the dorm, even under the covers in Jungwon’s bed.
Jungwon, of course, noticed this and frowned, “I…was actually going to text you to reschedule your little visit. I knew you were going to feel cold and I didn’t want you to somehow get sick or unable to relax or–”
His worries were cut off as you sat up to grab blankets from the beds around the one you and your boyfriend lied on. Throwing them all on the two of you, the previous cuddling position was returned to.
“Wonie, I don’t mind at all. Of course I was cold but I cherish any time I get to be with you.” You paused to kiss both of his cheeks that were growing a little warm with love and a tad bit of embarrassment.
“Besides, I think you deserve a little break from all that,” You gestured to the trashcan full of crumpled papers that were likely filled with lyrics that didn’t meet Jungwon’s liking.
Jungwon scoffed, he supposed you were right, but nonetheless he still felt bad for subjecting you to the cold.
“Well if that’s the case, can I try to keep winter’s call a little less harsh tonight?”
You snorted at his attempt to sound poetic about his offer to cuddle but nodded anyway.
Immediately, Jungwon wrapped his arms around you and turned over so he was the big spoon, pressing play on the movie that was patiently waiting to be finished.
Throughout the movie, and even after, Jungwon made it a point to kiss the back of your head, your shoulder, and your cheek while holding your hands with his sweater-paws.
Winter was surely on its way but you felt nothing but warmth and safety.
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𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐃𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐍𝐍𝐍
genre: smut ♥ word count: 1.3k ♥ warnings: unprotected sex, creampie, pet names, hair pulling, orgasm denial, overstimulation, eating out
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
a/n: gah dayum even jake lasted longer than me, i need a doctor... did i really outhorny probably the horniest mf on this planet
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LEE HEESEUNG lasts until... November 6th
"Baby, oh my god," Heeseung whines above you, voice higher on its pitch than usually. The overstimulation subconsciously has him pressing you even deeper into the mattress of his bed and your head spins as you look at him through blurry eyes. He's so messy, so lewd and sloppy – and all that only after not even a one week of not fucking you. "Look what you're doing to me. 'm so weak for you, baby."
He rests his head in the crook of your neck, hips working into yours with deep strokes. He's falling apart in your pussy, breathing heavily onto your skin and groping every single inch of your body. The tortuously slow pace is causing the tears to push in the back of the both of your eyes and you clench your thighs around him even tighter.
"You feel so good," you breathe out, the crispy evening air slipping through the crack of your tilted open window and making you shiver as it hits your sweaty skin.
Your arms wrapped around his neck are nearly suffocating him with their hold but he doesn't care for the lack of air, mind only wrapped around making the two of you cum.
"Never doing that again," he mumbles into your neck, hips rutting against yours chaotically. The sound of your moans blends together as you reach your climax in the same time as he spills his seeds inside of you.
His arms tremble on each side of your head, his muscles flexing as he slowly rocks forward to ride out your orgasms. After a moment, he lifts his head up and presses a kiss to the tip of your nose before nuzzling into your warm cheek.
"Never again."
PARK JAY lasts until... November 24th
He was doing so fucking well. There's only less than a week until December and he was absolutely sure he could finish the challenge.
But noooooo... Out of the blue, you've decided that today is the day you finally want to tease him, to make him lose his damn mind and finally fuck you dumb. You can feel his eyes carefully tracing your every move. You put in the effort to sway your hips a little more sensually than usual, to flip your wet hair obnoxiously and let the loose silk robe slip down your left arm, causing your skin to cover with goosebumps only a second after.
And, ah, success, you think to yourself with a small smile playing on your lips as you hear him let out an annoyed sigh, then take impatient strides towards you. You stop in your place when he clicks his tongue and you turn your face slightly to the side, sending him the most confused look you're able to muster.
"Is something the matter?" You ask lightly, facing him fully when he doesn't respond.
That's when his arm wraps itself around your waist and pulls you flush to his chest. He leans down and starts kissing and nibbling at your exposed shoulder, making you slightly arch your back in his embrace. You tilt your head to the side and let his mouth work on your skin.
"You're a bad, bad girl after all, aren't you?" He mumbles into your neck, moving away slightly to look at your face after pulling you even closer to him and grinding his hardened bulge against you.
You suck in a breath when his hand slowly trails up your spine and tangles in your hair, suddenly pulling you down until you're situated on your knees right in front of him. You don't get much to say when he unbuckles his pants and lets them drop to his ankles, his fingers caressing your cheek softly as he looks at you with a wild sparkle in his eye.
"Let's put that pretty little mouth of yours to use now, huh?" He hums, pulling your hair out of your face and into a makeshift ponytail with his hands. "Gonna fuck you for all the days we've lost this month."
SIM JAKE lasts until... November 2nd
As hurt as Jake's pride was when all of his friends had laughed in his face at the idea of him even participating in such event, he has to shamefully admit they were right as now it's only the second day in and he's already folding you in half like a goddamn lawn chair. It's a little pathetic maybe – probably, but he really can't find in himself a single cell to care when you're so prettily sprawled out beneath him like now. He's addicted to you and he finds no shame in admitting so.
He pistons his hips into you, thrust almost maddening as his big hands are placed on each of your lifted thighs. The sounds you let out make him only go faster and rougher, the greed for hearing even more overtaking his senses.
"Take it, baby," he gasps out. Your head lolls backwards into the pillows again and you're no longer able to hold yourself up. "Fucking take it all."
You want to beg for him to give you a break after going at it for so long, but you can't. Because you're just as down bad for him, if not even more. You're slipping away from reality and yet you keep spreading your legs for him, ignoring the burning pain in your flexed muscles.
"'m so close," you choke out, digging your fingers into his toned shoulders and finally wrapping your legs around his waist to pull him even closer to your aching body. "Cum in me, please. Want you to fill me up."
He swears you're gonna make him lose his damn mind.
And yes, his friends were right, he is whipped for you. He is unable to go even three days without feeling you clenching on his cock. He is needy and whiny. But he's also the one who has the most beautiful girl crying out his name in the middle of the night for all the neighbours to hear – not them.
PARK SUNGHOON lasts until... November 13th
He really fucking wanted to win this stupid challenge. You're just too tempting. It's like you've been brought to this earth solely for the purpose of making him fail at this bet.
"Such a tease. Not so funny now, huh?"
He uses his strong arms to hold your thighs down and buries his face deeper in between your legs. You're shaking from the overstimulation, being edged for as long as you are, nearly screaming out as Sunghoon denies another one of your orgasms. He bites into the soft flesh of your inner thigh and swats your hand away when it tugs on his hair desperately.
"Do I really need to tie your hands down for you to finally listen to me, doll?" He sighs with faked annoyance, looking up to watch your flushed and fucked out face scrunching up in frown so prettily again. Your mouth is parted open, letting out his favorite sounds in the entire world each time he made contact with your sensitive clit.
He ducks down to graze his lips over your swollen bud and you jerk in his hold, back arching off the bed and head rolling backwards until you're facing the wooden headboard. Sunghoon pays no mind to the hard and dripping cock in his pants – his focus being on you only.
"You always taste so sweet," he speaks suddenly, making you squirm as his breath hits your wet cunt. "Such a pretty doll. Just for me and my eyes only."
And he thinks that this time he'll finally let you come. He'll have to if he doesn't want you blacking out on him from another orgasm denial. So he slips two of his thick fingers inside of you without a warning. He doesn't even need to move them once to have you coming all over his hand with a cry on your lips, toes curling into the bed sheets as your body trembles underneath his touch.
Sunghoon hasn't even noticed how close to his own release he actually was, so with a surprised yelp he feels the sudden rush of pleasure shooting down his stomach and within a blink of an eye his sweatpants are stained with cum. His eyelids flutter closed as he lets out a long and quiet groan.
"There we fucking go."
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hello everyone! it's been too long!
i went on an indefinite hiatus in late may bc i had to prepare an important exam (which i aced btw, we love an academic queen) i thought after taking the exam and with the whole summer before me i would go back to writing full time but i just didn't have the mental energy to do anything productive so i prolonged my hiatus till now.
this year i will still have uni to follow but just last week i had this strong urge to write and finish the drafts i have (they're a lot) and i remembered i actually had a blog waiting for me here on tumblr so i guess all i wanna say is that i will try to be more consistent and more present. i honestly don't know how long this mindset will last but i sure hope to use my words to distract everyone who'll read them and myself from the chaos and stress of life.
i could confidently say "I'm back!!" but i don't have 1 (one) real work ready to publish so you'll have to wait for me a bit <33
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Love Game | p.js
pairing: meangirl!reader x playboy!jay
!READ THE WARNINGS, NAUGHTY KIDS! >:(
(MDNI!)
warnings: swearing, fighting?, kissing, make-outs, dirty talk, dry humping, switch sub!jay and reader, y/n is mean, Jay isn't reallyy a playboy, written video included, hand/blow job, unprotected sex(wrap your bait, before you mate!), students to lovers, childish and cringe to me. There's Chloe and Cleo. :) jay is a cute part-time, man-whore.
WC: 5.78k
♫ ♪inspired by mean girls and love game by lady gaga♫ ♪
You were once again face to face with your enemy, Chloe. About five people were holding her back as she raged, with bloodshot eyes like she hadn't slept in days. Meanwhile, you stood there calmly, crossing your arms and leaning on one of your Dior heels, smirking at her exasperated expression.
You leaned down to her level, but your short skirt rode up a little too high, revealing what you were wearing under. Narrowing your eyes and slapping her face to the side, the noise echoed throughout the cafeteria, causing everyone, including Chloe, to gasp and fall silent.
Whispering in her ear just enough for everyone around you guys to hear. "Touch my man again, and bitch, ill rip. you. up" you said, grabbing a fist full of her hair for her to look at you through her gritted teeth. You laughed a little "m'k?", not looking for an answer, you walked away.
"Go y/n!" Heeseung cheered, grabbing onto your handbag." You notice Jay's intense gaze on you as you walk by. As you turned to meet his eyes, you caught him biting his lip, and with a playful wink, you continued on your way. You could feel his eyes on you as you walked away, but you didn't turn back.
You knew that he was watching you.
You looked once more over your shoulder, you saw him turn to his friends with a smirk, and you couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking.
"Fuck that was hot... and she's not even my girlfriend". Sunghoon looked at him. "You mean the part where you could practically see her underwear or the actual 'fight,' " he quoted with his hands. Jay gave him a look before exiting the hall, walking with his hands in his pockets.
When he was outside the hall, he stopped in his tracks, not even knowing what it was that made him like you. "y/n". He said to himself, "Something is different about her". You and Jay had grown up together, thanks to your parents and their long-standing friendship. But now, he noticed how much you had grown up since the last time he had seen you.
You weren't the little girl he knew anymore. All grown up, smart pretty, and most obviously sexy.
How could he not like you?
❁at home❁
y/n: shit did you see the way Jay looked at meee!
Cleo: yeah girl
Cleo: he defo likes you
y/n: you think?
Cleo: come to the party on Friday and you'll see
You were eagerly anticipating Cleo's upcoming party. You had been looking forward to it for weeks, and with no school tomorrow, you could hardly contain your excitement as you drifted off to sleep.
You set down your phone, which had been buzzing all night with messages from your friends and snuggled under the covers, feeling content and happy. You drifted off to sleep with a smile on your face, eager to see what tomorrow would bring.
wakey wakey
You woke up at around 7 in the morning and headed to the shower to wash the sleep away. After finishing your hair and makeup, you wore a short skirt that you had specifically chosen for a certain person.
Jay
You learned from Heeseung that Jay has a weakness for short denim skirts. So you decided to wear one, paired with a crop top and a puffer jacket. After one last look at yourself in the mirror, you check the time on your phone, 9:30 am
perfect.
You left your house and headed to a small café where your friends wanted to meet up. The fresh air outside was refreshing and you felt excited to catch up with your friends.
As you walked into the shop, you couldn't help but notice Chloe who was sitting at your table with your friends. While you were happy to see your friends.
In an attempt to maintain your composure, you calmly uttered the words "Get off our table" to her. Despite feeling irritated and frustrated, you chose to keep your tone level, hoping to diffuse the situation without making it worse.
"Why?" she asked, making you scoff. You couldn't believe that she was asking such a ridiculous question. "On Wednesdays we wear pink, and you didn't," you said. "So that's against the rules, and you can't sit with us" You gave her one of your fake smiles, watching her as she walked away.
♫ ♪ a love game, a love game♫ ♪
"Guyss she can't sit with uss!" you complained, seeing her leave the café. You sat down at the table. As you sat down, you placed a bottle in the middle of the table making your friends cheered a little, sitting up for the upcoming game. You had a mischievous grin on your face.
"Let's play a game," you suggested, eager to get the fun started. Your friends nodded in agreement. They watched as you placed the bottle in the middle of the table, getting back onto your seat.
After five minutes of playing dares, the bottle finally slows down and points towards you. Cleo claps her hands together in excitement. "Finally!" she exclaims. You feel a mix of anticipation and nervousness as you await the dare that Cleo will assign to you. She looks at you with a sly grin on her face, her eyes gleaming mischievously. She rummaged through her handbag and pulled out a stunning bag packaging.
The bag had your name written on it in glittery gems as a border. You felt a little excited as you wondered what could be inside. Eagerly taking the bag from her, you opened it up to reveal a super short black dress, a slit at the bottom with ruffled ends.
"I dare you to wear this dress to my party y/n."You were taken aback by her request. The dress was beautiful, but it was also quite daring with its plunging neckline and high slit. However, you couldn't resist a good dare, especially from Cleo.
You turned your head up to look at her, a wink capturing her eyes, "Let's do it girls!" They cheered once again as you accepted the dare, carefully packing the dress again and placing it in your handbag.
"Bye girls, me and Cleo are going to the Frats House!" you bid your goodbyes to your other friends before linking arms with Cleo and heading to the house that was owned by the most popular boy group in your year. It was Jay's group.
Cleo knocked on the door, being invited in by a welcoming Jake beckoning for you both to come in "Hey guys" he said before calling the rest of the men to greet you both.
You hugged everyone present in the room and finally stopped in front of Jay. You looked up to meet his gaze and could hear the others saying some cheesy things. However, when you saw Chloe, who had the familiar blonde hair and shoes, stepping through the door, you hugged Jay.
As you felt his hands gently wrap around your waist, you felt butterflies in your stomach. "Jayyy, I missed you," you whispered as you pulled out of the hug, taking a moment to look around at the others in the room.
"Soo... where were we?
♫ ♪I'm on a mission, and it involves some heavy touching, yeah♫ ♪
"Guys, I'm bored," Cleo complained, letting out a deep sigh. Everyone else seemed to be feeling the same way. "Let's go outside then," suggested one of her friends. The group quickly agreed, and everyone stood up, ready to head out.
Everyone, that is, except for you. You were left behind, still sitting in your chair, absorbed in taking pictures of yourself.
You suddenly felt a prickling sensation at the back of your neck, as if someone was watching you. You slowly turned around, and to your surprise, it was Jay.
He sat next to you, ruffling his blonde, messy hair. "What happened before at the cafeteria?" he only received a small mesmerized look in return. You quickly snapped out of it, cheeks turning rosy red in embarrassment.
"U-uhm I don't know" you stuttered causing his lips to perk up a little, revealing one of his cute little dimples. "Y/nnn" he placed one hand on your thigh, he asked, "Do you... like me?" you couldn't help but feel a little caught off guard. You widened your eyes a little and shook your head, denying the thought of liking him.
But it seemed like he could see right through your act. You could feel the heat rising to your cheeks as you looked away, trying to hide your embarrassment. You couldn't believe he had asked you that question, and you didn't know how to respond. You wondered if he had noticed the way you looked at him or the way your heart skipped a beat every time he walked into the room. You tried your best to play it cool, but it seemed like he already knew the answer to his question.
"Come, let's go somewhere more private" he took your hand, taking you up to your special room in their house, your name tag at the top of the door. You both sat down facing each other, his hand going straight back to your soft plushy thigh.
"I like your skirt." As soon as he said that, your mind changed. You moved his hand off your thigh and instead put one on his "Aww, thank you Jayy, I wore it just for you" you said in your sweet voice.
You looked at him with pouty eyes, "Do you like me?" he looked a bit shocked, murmuring a small 'no' which had you smirking at his flushed cheeks. "Oh really?" you tilted your head to the side, moving your hand to his slowly hardening dick.
You pouted your lips, bending over a little to expose your chest, his gaze slowly shifting down to the new view. "I really thought you did". You could feel his length getting wetter under your grip.
"I guess I'll just have to go to Sunghoon" he hissed as you squeezed his length. "Or heeseung" You slowly pulled his boxers and trousers down in one go. "Or Jake".
His dick popped out like a loose spring, precum spilling down. You wrapped your hands around his length, slowly stroking it. "So what were you saying park?".
He moaned a little, trying to thrust up into your hands, but you quickly stopped him, placing a hand on his abdomen. "S-shit" he swore. "I was s-saying that I d-don't like- shit,"
"Faster, faster y/n please!" he whined but earned a tut in return "Uh uh park, c'mon speak up," you said softly.
"I... don't like" you increased your speed." Pulling out your phone with your other hand, you searched through your albums, stopping at one named 'Drunk Jay' and clicking on the first video, putting the phone between both of you and hitting play.
It was Jay, man spread on the same bed you were on, jerking himself off so quickly his hands were blurry, slowly muttering your name. You chuckled "Oh how much I love this video". You looked at him "Where did you get it from?" the moans in the video getting louder.
Moving the hair off his face, you straddled his lap "You sent it to me silly!" you laughed. You started stroking his dick quicker, his moans somehow sounding better than the video. He was about to say something but you cut him off.
"Look this is my favourite part!" you watched the screen and his head leaned back, cum spilling onto the bed sheets as he moaned your name so loud, you felt like it was in real life. You looked at him once more.
"Soo... do you?" you started stroking him again, feeling his dick twitch between your grasp. He nodded slowly, making you smirk. "Well... I can't tell you yet if I like you... you'll just have to wait and see Jay."
You watched his cum leak out of his hole, slowly pecking his lips, and kneeling to drink all his cum. You stood up again, smiling so innocently at him.
"C'mon Jay, everyone's gonna get worried" you pouted. He stood up, pulled up both layers in one go, and walked out of the room with you, you could barely tell from his face, but oh god he loved what just happened.
He came almost every night to your room doing the same thing in the video, but your hands felt so much better. You both went down the stairs next to each other, laughing and whispering in each other's ears as if nothing happened.
You both reached the living room where everyone was back into, Sunghoon laughed "What happened, did you guys have fun by yourself?". You winked at him and looked at Jay "Bye Jayy, I'll miss you". You hugged him once more before leaving with Cleo.
As you stepped out of their house, a strange sensation overtook you, causing your stomach to churn with discomfort. You started to walk home, accompanied by Cleo, but the funny feeling lingered, like a physical weight pressing down on you. You couldn't quite put your finger on what was causing this unease, but you knew it was because of Jay. You... like him?
Shit.
You can't believe you did that to Jay, the scene replayed in your head, making another gush of wetness enter your underwear. Cleo frowned at you as you were walking.
"Did something happen between you and Jay?" she questioned. You quickly denied it before switching the topic, hoping she wouldn't notice your heartbeat increasing.
As soon as you arrived at your home, you hung up your coat and headed straight to the bathroom to take a refreshing shower. After you had finished, you dried yourself off and slipped into your comfortable pyjamas. As you sank into your soft bed, you found yourself unable to resist the urge to call Jay.
"Hey Jay," you said as he picked up the call "Hey y/n" his voice was so deep but sweet that it accidentally made you moan, you quickly slapped your hand on your mouth you could sense him smiling through the phone.
"sorry I stubbed my toe" he laughed "Mhm, okay y/n" he said sarcastically. His laugh sends another nerve to your throbbing cunt. You couldn't help it anymore as Jay was telling you about how Sunghoon was annoying him. His voice was just so nice.
Your hands trailed towards your pyjama shorts. Slowly, rubbing light circles on your clit- 'Oh y/n this is so wrong' you thought, but you couldn't stop. Your breaths got heavier every time, silent moans leaving your mouth.
Jay stopped speaking about two minutes ago, listening to your whimpers, but how would you know, it felt too good. "Y/n?" he called, making your eyes open. "Yeah?" you breathed out. You could hear Jay biting his lips if it was possible.
"I'm going to sleep now y/n" he teased "See you at the party tomorrow". "Wait Jay" you called, you couldn't have him stop talking now, not when you were so close to your orgasm. "Tell me something- more, anything" he chuckled. "Did you forget you have a video of me jerking off love, no need to use my voice" you hear him blow you kisses before hanging up the call.
Oh. My. God
"Did he just say that? He knows what you were doing this whole time. Even though you couldn't be more obvious, how will you be able to face him tomorrow? If he's not embarrassed by the video you have of him, you shouldn't be embarrassed either. You tried your best to fall asleep, and after 15 minutes of twisting and turning, you finally managed to catch some sleep."
...
You've been hiding from Jay the whole day, at break, you said in the library, hoping he wouldn't come looking for you. At lunch, you sat at the back of the cafeteria because it was 'too loud'. But your luck ran out, at the last lesson it must have slipped out of your mind as you sat next to Jay.
Oh my-
He was sitting on his chair, and when you sat next to him, he spread his legs, causing it to hit yours. "Hey y/n," he said, just like on the call. "Hi Jay," you said quietly. "What happened?" He watched as you turned your head away from him. "C'mon, where's the naughty girl who was getting off to my voice yesterday?" He whispered in your ear, causing you to shiver.
A hand on your thigh slowly trailing up to your underwear gave him easy access. You were only wearing a skirt, making you freeze when he placed two fingers flat on your material. "Shit you're not even wearing shorts", he chuckles as your skin shivers under his touch.
He pushes your underwear to the side, the cold air hitting your cunt. Slowly rubbing up your folds, you yelped as he slapped your cunt. The teacher looked at you in worry, asking you if you were ok. You nodded your head, seeing Jay smirk at the corner of your eye.
Shit. Shit. Shit
Jay was still massaging your clit, his hands quadrupled in speed. He was telling you how his day went and boy did he sound sexy. Doing a purposely deep voice causes another gush of arousal to exit. "So how was your day y/n?" he smiled at you.
You knew if you didn't answer you wouldn't get what you wanted, and he would stop all the movements of his hands. So you took a deep breath "My day was good- so, so good" he placed one elbow on the desk so casually, as if he wasn't doing the opposite under it whilst the others were talking about work.
"I was hiding from someone", you exposed. "Was in the library... and some guy asked me out- oh shit Jay" he increased his speed, going so fast you couldn't control your eyes rolling to the back of your head. "Mhm? "he signalled for you to carry on. "I said no cuz I like someone else" he lifted a brow "I wonder who that is".
You couldn't even hear him, so close to your release, his hand came to a halting stop. "Time to pack up y/n". He gave you a toothy grin, ignoring the needy expression on your face. "I'll see you later". And with that, he left, leaving you like a lost puppy.
...
You have showered, done your makeup, and put on the dress that Cleo had got you. It wrapped the curves of your body like it was tailored just for you. It was around 9 pm and it was pitch black outside. Waiting for your taxi to come out, you quickly put on your heels and entered the car.
Reaching the destination, and thanking the driver, you stepped out into a dark nightclub. Men and women were dancing together or alone, swaying their hips or singing along to the familiar song.
You performed the model work you had dedicated your life to as all eyes turned to you. After scanning the room, you finally spot Cleo waving from an elegant corner.
You passed by the V.I.P. room - a dark space with a separate bartender and dancefloor. Your gaze connected with Jay's. He bit his lip at you, looking down at your outfit and practically eye-fucking you as you sat down.
♫ ♪Lets have some fun this beat is sick, I wanna take a ride on your disco stick♫ ♪
It was your turn to ask, and you turned to Chloe, sitting across you. "Truth or dare Chloe?" you asked. She put a finger on her chin, pretending to think, which annoyed you even more. Finally, she gave a smirk and said, "Truth. "You thought for a moment, trying to come up with a question that would make her squirm. And then it came to you. "Are you a slut?" you asked her, you squinted your eyes.
Chloe was taken aback by your question and choked on her saliva. "Excuse me?" she asked, clearly surprised by your blunt question. But you didn't let up. "You are one, aren't you?" you said, smirking as you raised a brow. Chloe looked away in embarrassment, hearing your distant chuckle.
"Truth or dare y/n," Cleo said trying to remove the tension. "Dare!" She giggled, talking to your other friends and planning your dare. "Go sit on your crush's lap." She winked at you. You stood up slowly, looking around the room as if you didn't see Jay immediately.
His legs were spread open as if inviting you to come sit with him. You slowly approached him, sitting in the space he had opened for you. You sit down slowly, purposely rubbing your ass on his dick; as soon as you place your legs on his, he wraps his hands around your waist.
You got comfortable by gently leaning your chest against his. While others played, you two sat in silence and started conversing.
"This is fun, isn't it?" You joked as you started playing with his hair. Chloe watched enviously from across the table, so you stepped your game up. You slowly begin rubbing yourself against his growing dick, his small grunts filling your ears.
He looked at you, and you looked at him. He started talking about how short your dress was as it had rode up. You looked down at his lips, and then back at his eyes. You used your thumb to stroke his bottom lip, you knew she was watching you.
It's been about 15 minutes, and everyone is dancing and separated, except for you and Jay. You stood on the dance floor with his hands, supporting your weight around your waist. You didn't even know how many drinks you had, but it was enough to get you tipsy and off your feet.
You pressed your body onto his, wrapping your waist around his neck. "So you do like me", he grinned. You smirked, slowly running your hand below his chest and onto his erection. "Want me to show how much I like you?". You grabbed his hand as he gave you a small "go ahead", dragging him to the closest private room.
You slammed the door, your back hitting the frame. "Want me to show you instead?", he grinned, pushing your head to the side, planting open kisses down your neck.
"Yeah?" you moaned. He slowly pulled off you, smirking again. "Yeah," he reassures before diving again for your body. You roll your head back onto the wall, letting out small breaths. You try to find his belt holding his finely shaped jeans as he starts to remove your small dress.
"Don't even think I need to take the dress off" he whispers. "So small and scandalous" he finishes. He pulled down the strip, practically undressing you fully as you were barely wearing anything under.
You manage to pull down his jeans and boxers all the way down at once. "Shit Jay," you fall onto the big bed, "you're huge". You look up at him purposely battering your lashes at him.
He pushes your back flat onto the bed, his hips falling in between your legs as he comes for a hungry kiss. His lips rub onto yours as he grinds his hips on yours. He remove your soaking panties, already ruined by all your liquid on it.
"You've been hiding this small cunt for a while, baby" You could feel his breath on your pussy as it throbs. You just want his touch. He looks up at you, "Safe word, or are we going wild today."
You were so needy, just needing a touch for you to thrive. "Please Jay" you let out a small voice. He licks a stripe, slow and long. You are so needy it is painful, trying to get the pain out.
He pushes his tongue into your fold causing your back to arch. He starts flicking his tongue, diving in for more. He never knew you could taste this good. Your legs tremble, trying to close around his head but he opens them with his big hands.
"J-jay!" You call out, earning a hum that vibrates in your cunt. He looks up at you, and you moan at his face, covered in a shiny layer. "You can't cum yet" he coos, standing from between your legs.
"Flip over for me." You slowly turn around, balancing your legs and hand to be on all fours. He chuckles "What a good girl, didn't even have tell you". Your legs tremble, already soaking again.
He takes off his boxers, hiding behind you so you cant see whats hes doing. "Hurry up, please" you whisper. He lightly laughs "okay baby", he places his knees on the bed, his hands wrapping around your waist to get a good grip of your body.
His hands roam around your ass for a while, going higher to your waist. Without any warning, he pushes half of his dick in, but you want it all.
"More" you call out repeatedly as he sinks into you. He starts a slow pace, the pain leaving his red tip as he enters you fully. "You're tighter than I imagined- shit" he starts speeding up, wanting to feel your small cunt in ages.
Now that he had you wrapped around him, he couldn't stop, thrusting. Your pussy felt way better than his veiny sifts, or some other chicks.
You felt like it was made for him.
The room got filled with your moans, and his. Jay was never this loud, but with you oh it was so different. He faintly slapped your arse, your sensitive body arching as he did.
"Waited so long for this y/n" He pulls your hair, lifting your body up for a heated kiss. His thrusts never slowed down, he kept a speedy space which was enough to have your legs trembling.
He bites your lower lip lightly, forcing your lips to part for his tongue to enter. He explores your mouth like he wasn't just kissing you a while ago.
You start to move yourself onto him, your bodies slamming against each other in sync as he lets go of your hair. You get back into your position, your ass bouncing onto him as he becomes rougher.
You moan again as his finger snakes around your clit, adding another painful but pleasurable feeling. "Too much Jay" you whisper, you remember that he gave you a safe word, but you just couldn't say it.
This felt so good, you would finally have Jay all to yourself. Could tell your friends that you finally got laid, and could ask him to fuck you anytime. And best of all...
Chloe could fuck off.
"More!" you begged, and you heard a low chuckle behind you. More of a scoff to be honest.
You could feel a knot building up in your belly, same as Jay. He just needed one thing from you. "I'm- so close!"
You huffed, earning a hum in return. You got cut off by your own words, more drunk in sex than the many drinks you had this night.
With one more thrust, your orgasm struck you. You moan out the name of the man behind you, thriving him into his own. "Fuck!" you moan out. He slowly thrust, longing out the orgasm before pulling out.
You rest your head on the bed. Legs twitching as Jay watched his seed leak out of you and onto your thighs. "You're so hot" He spoke, grabbing onto your waist.
You flinch, so sensitive as he flips your body to lay you flat on your back. "That felt good right baby?" his distant voice peaks. You nod your head, but he can't hear you, bringing a handkerchief to wipe you up.
"I can't hear you sweetheart" He coos. You roll your eyes, turning your head to face him. "Yes Jay, it felt really good".
He places back your underwear, slowly dressing you up with the lately discarded clothes. "So..." you sit up from the bed, watching him pull up his trousers.
He raises a brow "So?". You slightly tilt your head to the side in disappointment. Eyes widen as you stare into his eyes. After he finishes dressing, back into his original outfit. He grabs your hands, making you stand up.
Because of the height difference, you look up at him, and he looks down at you. He squints his eyes with a glint of cheekiness. A smirk appears on his face.
"Kim y/n, will you be my girlfriend?" You put your hand in front of your mouth, as if in shock.
"Yes Jay!" you jump childishly, hugging him. You peck his lips, directing him out the door with your small hands. You walked outside the room, jumping as you saw your friends distanced away.
They all turned to you and Jay as you walked out of the room. "Soo... what happened?" Cleo asked. You looked at Jay, a sneaky grin appearing on your face.
"We are together now," He says as he wraps your hand around your waist. Your friends cheer, jumping in a circle, more happier than you.
"Love birds!" Heeseung screams as you two walk closer. He faces your body towards him, "I really love you" Your nose crumples up cutely by his affection.
"Me too Jay"
There, in front of everyone, even Chloe, he kisses you.
Not letting go and snaking his hands around your waist. Smiling into the kiss as you playfully hit his chest. He was the perfect guy, and you were the perfect girl.
What a love game.
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𝑺𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝑳𝒂𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑩𝑭 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒐𝒐
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MASTERLIST / NAVIGATION
BANGTAN SONYEONDAN
TOMORROW BY TOGETHER
STRAY KIDS
ENHYPHEN
BEST BROTHER
#bts x reader#skz x reader#txt x reader#enhyphen x reader#jungkook#taehyun#jungwon#jeongin#masterlist#x reader#fanfiction
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KISSES w enhypen!hyungline
a.n. hi guys, this is my first time writing for these pretty boys, i hope in time to get the hang of it.
Let me know your opinions and hcs !! comments, like and reblogs are always greatly appreciated. I hope y'all will like it ♡
!! fluff !!
[ HEESEUNG - 희승 ]
Heeseung loves kissing you on the head and forehead. However, when you kiss him and your forehead touches his, his heart beats extremely fast.
He never kisses too quickly; instead, he prefers kisses with leisurely, relaxing movements. When he slowly comes to you with THE look - his flirty stare - you recognize that he is about to kiss you. Then he places his hand on your cheek, moves his head to the side, closes his charming eyes, and kisses you. His kisses are most often characterized by slow, passionate, and sometimes awkward movements. Oh God, how he loves kissing you. It's as if in that moment it's not just your mouths or your bodies kissing, it's as if your hearts join in one beat and your souls dance together. He loves most of all the moment when, after the kiss, your foreheads touch; it is as if that made each kiss a little longer and allowed him to stay for a few more moments in that beautiful world with you. Sometimes you two do not have time for his ideal make-out session, but for him, it is enough for your lips and forehead to touchnassckm
[ JAKE - 제이크 ]
Keeping his eyes half-closed after kissing. I think Jake's kisses are especially passionate, full of pathos, and instinctive.
Your lips don't part for a split second and so do your bodies, his hands clinging to your waist and yours to his neck. holding you together. The attraction seems almost surreal when it is nothing more than instinctive. It is natural for you to stay for a short while longer with your eyes closed at the conclusion because you are tired. All to make that moment infinite. His scent also remained with you, and you continued to taste his lips for some time after that. Since closing your eyes makes all of your other senses more active, you were unconsciously doing it to partially maintain the state of mind in which you were when you kissed Jake. He, on the other hand, opened his eyes right away to take advantage of the brief period while you kept your eyes closed. Your breathing was almost imperceptible as if you were trying to hold it in, and your body was still moving carefully after the make-out session. Although he thought you were gorgeous all the time, in those circumstances you believed his eyes sparkled and his smile was sweeter and more comforting than ever.
[ JAY - 제이 ]
SPIDERMAN KISS. okok now imma be fr. He likes kisses not too common(?) but still extremely attractive. For example just a little below the ear, on the jaw, on the temple, ON THE SIDE OF THE MOUTH, on the tip of the nose….
He loves to start at your lips and then move to his favorite places - nothing perverted. I feel that all his movements are faster and more impatient than those of the previous two boys. Even though he is not yet so used to kissing you in public he LOVES kisses on the cheeks to greet you as soon as you see each other!!! I can't even explain it, I think it's a habit he started by accident, as a joke, once, and now he does it every time you see each other. No matter who you are with or where he does it. Strictly the right cheek first and then the left cheek. Short, rapid, quick kisses that still make butterflies appear in your stomach are absolutely this guy's specialty<3
[ SUNGHOON - 성훈 ]
I think he is the kind of person who stays for at least 30 minutes staring at your lips before he comes to kiss you - actually waiting for you to realize that he wants to kiss you and for you to be the one to make the first move.
Ik I am not the only one who finds it extremely attractive when the person you like watches very carefully the movements of your lips when u talk. At that moment it is as if his hearing shuts down, and all concentration shifts to the sight. He is frozen in place, staring at you, and can only turn his head to nod in agreement with what you are saying. When you notice it there are two possibilities. You kiss him first and istg that he smiles so hard in those kisses. Or, if you keep teasing him, he will be the one who shushes you with a kiss. dw then he will ask you to talk to him again because he is interested in what you were talking about. I think he is also the kind of person who finds light, gentle bites on your lips extremely attractive. and vice versa, he loves it madly when you nibble on his...
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Rival! Sunghoon thinks that the best thing ever is seeing your face turn red whenever you get angry at him or his unreasonable requests.
Rival! Sunghoon just loves teasing you until you storm off with your testpapers in hand, shaking from restrained emotion.
Rival! Sunghoon, who secretly loves watching you during class, admiring the way your smile makes your eyes light up and how you always seem so diligent and hardworking with whatever you decide to do.
Rival! Sunghoon, who silently walks you back home in the dark when he spots another guy trying to take advantage of you one night. Ever since, it’s become a habit of his. Who roasts you every chance he gets but is the first to defend you if he hears anyone else talking shit about you.
Rival! Sunghoon, who one day spots you crying outside the gymnasium and actually crouches down in front of you, asking whether he needed to punch someone, hands aching to touch you, hold you, just so that your tears would stop.
“What is it? What’s wrong?” He would ask and you’d shake tour head, adamantly refusing for his help. But when he persisted, you finally relented, “I’m just tired of having to do things to please people all the time. I’m so fucking tired.”
Rival! Sunghoon, who tilted your chin up so that your eyes could meet his before he swore to you that you had no fucking need to prove anything to anybody, no matter who it was and that crying about it would not make things better so you’d better wipe it away before it broke his heart any more than it already did.
Rival! Sunghoon who keeps a silent watch over you 23:7 so much so that he gets labeled your bodyguard and when confronted with the matter, merely states “i’m not picking up your broken shit pieces again Y/N so suck it up”. He even starts walking you home despite the fact that you bicker like an old married couple.
Rival! Sunghoon, who’s dozing off in class only to realize that he’s daysreaming about your face and quickly snaps out of it. Shit, he thinks to himself, what am I thinking? But then keeps on doing weird stuff like writing your name on his notebook or following you with his eyes wherever you go. And that’s when he knows, he’s the one who’s fucked.
Rival! Sunghoon, who then blurts it out casually one day as he walks you to your door and who surprisingly laughs when your face turns red.
He leans in, caging you against your front door with one hand before leaning in, “oh, you like me too, it seems.”
“I never said that.” You stammered.
“So I’m wrong?”
“…no.”
“Thought so.”
Rival! Sunghoon, who allows one of his hands to slide onto tour hip before he tugs you in and when you kiss, its the gentlest, most hesitant kiss you’ve ever encountered in your life.
“I’ve been waiting ahile to do that.”
#sunghoon#enhypen scenarios#enhyphen x y/n#enhyphen x you#enhyphen#enhyphen headcanon#enhypen drabbles#enhypen imagines#sunghoon x reader#sunghoon fluff#sunghoon imagines#sunghoon headers#sunghoon headcanons#sunghoon fanfic#sunghoon au#rivals to lovers
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Still a monster (Not a monster)
Pairing: Vampire! Jay x Human! reader
Genre: Fluff, Comfort
Warning: not edited, jay feeling insecure, mention of k*lling, reference to enha story-line/webtoon
Synopsis: You've been dating your boyfriend, Jay, for a few months now. He tells you that he has something important to discuss with you.
Note: read the continuation here; which is based 5 years in the relationship.
── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──
"So, what did you want to talk about with me?" You asked as you sat down on the leather couch. Your boyfriend had sent you a text telling you to come over to his apartment for a talk. You were slightly scared that it would a break-up talk but you're trying to keep calm. Jay grabbed your hands in his.
"I have a secret that I haven't told you yet." he told you. "And you might not believe, but I need you to do so". Jay had a serious and worried look on his face.
"Of course, I'll believe you. You can tell me anything" You reassure the male in front of you. He brought your hand up to his face, giving it a peck. Jay took a deep breath in as he set your hand back down into his lap.
"I'm not actually twenty-one years old. In reality, I'm a hundred and twenty-one years old. I was turned into a vampire in 1923 and have been one since." The silver-haired man stopped talking, as of waiting for a reaction. You weren't sure if he was waiting for a general reaction or one of disgust or disbelief. He continued when he didn't see whatever he was looking for. "In the past, I've hurt people. I've killed people for my own personal gain. Sometimes those being the ones closest to me. I've turned myself around, along with my coven; we drink animal blood but only once a year". He stopped one again, this time taking his hands away from yours. Jay placed his head on his hands before running them through his hair. He kept his head down as if he couldn't look at you anymore. There was a long moment of silence between the two of you as you watched your boyfriend and his body language.
"Jay" you spoke, putting a hand on his cheek to make him look at you. "I believe you. I believe you when you say that you're a vampire, and I believe you when you say that you don't drink human blood. And I believe and trust you to not harm me; you could have in these past few months but haven't. If you thought that I was going to be angry, upset, or break up with you then you're wrong" you reassured the male sitting across from you.
"But I could" he argued back. You shook your head, giving your boyfriend a loving look. The fact that he was worried about possibly hurting you assured you that he wouldn't.
"But you won't, I know it" you responded to him. "I didn't want to say this so soon but I need you to know that I love you, Jay. And I won't be leaving you just because of who you are".
#kpop#kpop x gender neutral reader#kpop x poc reader#kpop x reader#kpop imagines#kpop fluff#kpop comfort#enhyphen#enhypen x gender neutral reader#enhypen x reader#enhypen jay#enhypen jay park#jay x reader#jay park#jay park x reader#enhypen imagines#jay imagines
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