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꒪ᤱᰱ ✷ ENHYPEN SERIES. ꊞ˚࿔
introducing enhypen's doll.
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ੈ . ݁ M.AIN ◟ INFORMATION!
" 달콤한 poison in my blood veins. "
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 STAGE NAME : YURI ❪ 유리 ❫
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 BIRTH NAME : mayuri marie kobayashi.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 KOREAN NAME : dong geun seoyeon.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 ENGLISH NAME : maria dong—geun.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 NICKNAMES : may may, mayu, mahi bear. minnie mouse, yunyun, yummie ree, queen of hearts.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 BIRTHDATE : november 18th, 2004.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 ZODIAC SIGN : scorpio ❪ ♏︎. ❫ , ox ❪ 牛 ❫.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 ORIGINAL BIRTHSTONE : topaz ╱ citrine.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 BIRTHPLACE : akasaka, tokyo, japan.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 HOMETOWN : sapporo, otaru, japan.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 NATIONALITY : japanese ❪ 🇯🇵 ❫.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 GENDER IDENTIFY : cisgender female.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 LANGUAGE SPOKEN : japanese ( tokyo dialect ) ❪ 100% ❫. english ( western dialect ) ❪ 75% ❫. korean ( mixed dialect ) ❪ 88% ❫.
ੈ . ݁ P.HYSICAL ◟ INFORMATION!
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 THE HEIGHT : 5'4" ❪ 163 cm ❫.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 THE WEIGHT : 104lbs ❪ 47 kg ❫.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 NATURAL HAIR COLOR : chestnut brown.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 CURRENT HAIR COLOR : honey blonde.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 EYE COLOR : dark brown.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 BLOOD TYPE : ab positive.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 BODY MODIFICATIONS : eight ear piercings, ❪ four on each ear ❫, and a naval piercing.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 FACE CLAIM : jang wonyoung ( ive ).
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 VOCAL CLAIM : lee ji—eun ( solo artist ).
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 RAP CLAIM : mark lee ( nct / nct dream ).
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 DANCE CLAIM : jang wonyoung ( ive ).
ੈ . ݁ P.ERSONALITY ◟ INFORMATION!
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 MBTI : isfj ❪ introverted. observant. feeling and judging. ❫ the DEFENDER. the defender personality type is quite unique, as many of their qualities defythe definition of their individual traits. though sensitive. all defenders have excellent analytical abilities; though reserved they have well developed people skills and robust social relationships; and though they are generally a conservative type. defenders are often receptive to change and new ideas. as with so many things, people with the defe nder personality type are more than the sum of their parts and it is the way they use these strengths that defines who they are.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 PERSONALITY STRENGTHS : 1. supportive, 2. enthusiastic, 3. hard—working, 4. love of learning.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 PERSONALITY WEAKNESS : 1. humble and shy, 2. too altruistic, 3. hates changing, 4. fear of public speaking.
ੈ . ݁ C.AREER ◟ INFORMATION!
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 STAGE NAME : YURI! ꜜ she initially considered adopting the name marie at the start of her career but chang ed her mind at the last minute, opting to stick with her given nickname name instead of making any changes last minute.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 COMPANY : hybe entertainment ❪ 2018 — 20 20 ❫. BE:LIFT Lab ❪ 2020 — present time ❫.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 POSITION : visual and center. rest of positions are invaluable.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 INDIVIDUAL FANDOM : SPARKLES! ꜜ was cho sen by yuri,since she is such a girly girl she literally always has sparkles on her which is why during a fan call she decided on that name.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 REPRESENTATIVE EMOJI : 🎀 ❪ pretty pink bow ❫. or sometimes even 🫧 ❪ bubbles ❫.
≡ ꕤ ๋࣪ 𓍢 SIGNATURE :
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✶ CLOUD NINE
❛ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇───𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽’𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗄𝗌.
⌇ 2024 ៸៸ 爱 psh 𝔁 f!ocmember › ⌗ our story ? mila experiencing cuteness aggression after sunghoon has his wisdom tooth removed. REQ! ﹆ beware... nothing ^^ ✉️ ᝰ a little drabble to get out of writer’s block (੭˘͈ᵕ˘͈)੭ ❪ THE ✦ LIBRARY ❫
MILA LOVED ALL THINGS CUTE AND FLUFFY. So of course she loved her boyfriend’s cheeks, which were all round and oh-so-biteable, especially with the slight swelling from his recent wisdom tooth removal.
“You’re so cute,” she blurted, unable to keep her hands from poking the breadroll that was Park Sunghoon. He slightly winced from the contact, and Mila retracted her hand with a hasty, “Sorry.”
Mila still remembered when he first got home from the procedure. He was loopy—well, loopier than usual—and couldn’t last a second without blurting out the most adorable rambles while clinging to her like a baby, pouting and whining whenever one of the members stole her attention. He was just so… so… munchable! (Was that a word?) And the sight of his puffy cheeks as he scrolled on his phone made her heart and fists clench with the urge to attack him (affectionately, of course).
“You’re staring,” Sunghoon said, looking over the top of his phone to where Mila sat on his bed with a pillow in her lap, neither cuddling nor coddling him, but remaining fixated on his face for the past half an hour or so.
Mila nodded. “Eung.”
She didn’t offer any explanation after that, and Sunghoon pouted before turning his attention back to his phone. When he wasn’t looking, Mila shuffled closer to him. She continued to get closer ubefore stopping when he looked directly at her.
“What are you doing?” Sunghoon asked.
“Nothing.” Mila blinked innocently. “Don’t mind me.”
Sunghoon hummed, before turning his attention back to his phone. Mila immediately took the chance to lean down and enclose her mouth around one of his cheeks—her lips covering her teeth—and applying the slightest bit of pressure. “Nom.” She giggled before pulling away, watching as Sunghoon raised a hand to his cheek.
He turned to Mila with a smile. “What was that for?”
Mila shrugged. “Just because.” She swiftly leant down to place a peck on his other cheek. “I can’t help it.”
Sunghoon chuckled. “You did it wrong.”
Mila titled her head curiously. Sunghoon smiled as he let his phone fall to his chest before reaching up to cup Mila’s cheeks in his hands. Without another word, he brought her face down to his, pressing his lips softly against her squished cheek, causing her to giggle. Then when she least expected it, he let his fangs protruded form his lip, the canine subtly pricking the soft skin, causing her to whine in protest.
Sunghoon pulled away while laughing, as Mila pouted at him. “What was that for?”
“Just because.” Sunghoon smiled warmly as he pulled her down to his chest, nuzzling his cheek against hers. “I can’t help it.”
And Mila loved all things fluffy and cute. So of course she loved this moment right here and now.
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ColorMePurplex2's Park Jimin Masterlist
RATING: (regardless, this space is not for minors)
G - general audience | PG - strong, suggestive language | PG-13 - frequent use of strong language, grittier subject matter | R - large amounts of vulgar language and adult references | MA - strictly for adults 18+
WARNINGS: please do not take these lightly, if it’s listed that means you can expect to encounter it
DISCLAIMER: I do not claim to own any part of BTS. All members of BTS are faces and name claims for these stories. Every post is entirely a work of fiction and by no means is meant to be a projection, judgement, or representation of real-life people. Any scenarios or representations of the people and places mentioned in my works are not representative of real-life scenarios.
▻ Pixie Dust
↳ Pairing: x f.Reader
┉ AU/Trope(s): Fairy, Strangers to Lovers, Halloween
⤜ Genre(s): angst, smut, mild fluff
⤜ Rating: MA
Chapters: [2/2]
WC: 8,171
Summary: Fairies aren’t just beings from folklore or something cute to be for Halloween…at least, not when they’re named Park Jimin. He needs your help to recover his power so he can return to his own world; you agree without realizing just how close you have to get in order to do so.
⚠️There is alcohol in the beginning of the story. Edging. Orgasm Denial. Multi Orgasms. Blowjob. Fingering. Outdoor v.sex. Magic sex.
Please check the beginning of each chapter for specificwarnings.
WIPS:
Feeling Good - dancer, angsty love
The Demon Is In The Details - crossroads demon
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❪ paris dream house! ࣪ ❫ ͎ ࣪ ꕤ ᤻ . . . 𓍢 𓂃 ⌗ ׁ ּ she!her 𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑜 ƙׁׅ֑ꪱׁׅtׁׅtׁׅᨮ꫶ׁׅ֮, 𝓌𝒽𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 ⨍ɑׁׅ֮ᝯׁꫀׁׅܻ? 𓈒♥︎ © wonyela | 10.11
슪.♥︎ⴰ! MAYURI KOBAYASHI⠀(⠀ kanji: マユ小 ⠀) better known by the mononym YURI is a japanese model, apart of the co-ed group ENHYPEN who debuted on nov 20th, of 2020 under be;lift a subsidiary label under HYBE the group debuted with the mini album BORDER: DAY 1.
⃗ ♡ 𓂃 ❪ important links! ࣪ ❫ ੈ . ݁ ⋆ the universe rules! about the author. disclaimer. masterlist. nct member.
#𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.#kpop#enhypen#8th member of enhypen#i land#enhypen 8th member#໒◌ 𓈒 𝐘𝐔𝐑𝐈 ୨୧#ocmember#idol!reader#𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐘𝐄𝐋𝐀 © 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒
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ATTENTION
📄 ◜ ────𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻.
ʬʬʬ. 2024 pairing. poly!ot7엔하 x f!ocmember req. april fool’s prank gone wrong + enha ignoring ml + ml seeking txt & kiara for comfort cw. minor jealousy, drunk mila being a drama queen ( LIBRARY )
IT TOOK ABOUT TEN MINUTES INTO THE DAY FOR MILA TO REALISE THAT SOMETHING WAS NOT RIGHT.
It was not a crime or wake up to an empty bed, even if she had spent the night cuddled up against Jake’s chest, since the urge to use the bathroom could strike any time. That was easily forgivable. But the really odd things started happening once she left the comfort of her bed and wandered into the kitchen, where everyone was gathered for the usual morning routine of a group breakfast.
She was surprised, however, to find that the kitchen was absolutely empty, save for a note left on the kitchen top in Jay’s handwriting.
We decided to go to the company for some extra practice but i made some breakfast for you so make sure to get something to eat <3
They left? Mila tore her eyes away from the paper, instead searching the silent dorm. Placing the note back on the bench, she visited the doors of each of the boys’ rooms, knocking on the door. No response. She frowned as she checked her phone, only to find that there were was not a single text sent to her by on of the boyfriends. They must be busy…
Mila shrugged as she sat before the delicious plate of French toast prepared by Jay. She wanted to take a break before her scheduled in the afternoon, but the others were working hard. Kiara had a scheduled solo photoshoot so she was also out of the dorm today, leaving Mila alone in their home. She hummed in delight as she ate a piece of toast, using her free hand to send a text to the group chat.
You: I just woke up hope everyone slept well 🩷
You: and thank you Jay-oppa for the food 😘
Mila shut her phone off. Staring at the fridge across from her, she began to think. Since she was free this morning, she might as well do something nice for her group members. Maybe I should make a cake!
Mila nodded. That was a good idea. And so, she did exactly that— after cleaning up the mess left behind by the others before they went to the company building, she found herself sitting in front of the oven as she watched the chocolate cake inside begin to rise. She looked down at her phone.
It was a few hours since she had sent her initial text, and she still hadn’t received a reply. She didn’t mind if they were busy, but she hoped they weren’t working too hard… The last thing she wanted was for one of them to collapse from exhaustion.
Mila jolted form her thoughts when the timer of the oven went off, signalling that the cake was ready. She smiled she pulled it out of the oven with her mitt, leaving it on the bench for cooling. A quick sniff of the air instantly made her mouth water form the sweet scent. She just knew the others were going to love this.
Opening her cameras, she snapped a quick picture of her creation to send into the group chat.
You: make sure to get lots of rest, okay? i have a cake waiting for you at home ❤️
Maybe that would help raise their spirits, she thought.
Mila was humming happily as she strung on her bag in preparation to go to her next schedule, until she saw a new notification pop up on Weverse. And all of a sudden, she didn’t feel so good anymore. Because she was so sure that her boyfriends were busy, and that was the reason why they hadn’t been responding to her texts all morning—only to see that they had made a new post on Weverse for their fans to see.
It was this moment where she started to wonder if something had happened, if she had done something wrong. Because if they had time to post something on Weverse, surely that meant they had time to respond to her texts, right? Even if it was a single emoji, to let her know that they had seen her messages, she would take it. But….
Mila shook her head. Maybe they just didn’t read all her messages yet—understandable, considering she did send quite a lot of them. She would give it some time and see if they would respond later.
But they didn’t. And it ate away at Mila for the rest of the day, until she had time to call her number one confidant about her—her one and only unnie, Kiara.
“So they haven’t responded to even a single text of yours?” Kiara asked with furrowed eyebrows, a finger on her chin. The two were currently in the TXT dorms, the members of the group watching from the kitchen as Mila and Kiara spoke. “They’ve been responding to mine, though…”
Mila swallowed the lump in her throat, her eyes stinging. “Oh…” She lowered her head. She felt sick to the stomach, feeling as if she might lose all the lunch she had eaten not long ago. If they were responding to Kiara’s text and not hers, then wouldn’t that mean that they were…. ignoring her? But why? Did she do something wrong? “I must have upset them for some reason, then, right? They wouldn’t ignore me for no reason…”
“Hey, hey, don’t jump to any conclusions.” Soobin slid onto the couch next to Mila offering her a box of tissues and helping her blow her nose. “We don’t know that they’re ignoring you.”
Mila looked at him in doubt. “Unnie literally just confirmed that they were responding to her texts and not mine. How is that no ignoring me?”
“Wait, he might be right,” Huening Kai spoke up. “Have you looked at the date?”
Mila furrowed her eyebrows. She opened her phone to check it, only to frown even further. April the first? It took a few seconds before everything clicked into place. She jumped up from her seat on the couch, the box of tissues falling to the floor. “It’s April Fools Day!” she exclaimed, in a mixture of horror, realisation, and disgust. She brought her hands to her hair. “And I’ve been fooled! Ugh! I can’t believe I almost cried because of a prank!”
Mila face palmed, causing Kiara to shush her. “Hey, don’t say that. It still would feel bad even if it wasn’t a prank. I know I would feel sad if Yeonjunie-oppa ignored me.”
“Which I’ve never done,” Yeonjun suddenly spoke up from the kitchen bench, earning unimpressed looks from both girls. “Just saying…”
Mila sighed. “Congrats, oppa. You’ve won the best boyfriend of the year award. Mine are no loner in the running.” Yeonjun had a look as if he wasn’t sure whether to be happy or not. But Mila wasn’t looking his way. She narrrowed her eyes at her phone instead, plotting what to do with her newfound information. Since they wanted to prank her so badly, maybe she should let them have their fun…
She huffed as she sent one last text, before muting their chat. If that was what they wanted to do, then fine; she could give them the same courtesy. She turned to the TXT boys. “Do you want cake?”
“I can’t do this anymore!”
Jaaeyun flopped dramatically against the floor of the practice room, clutching his hand to his chest after reading the latest text from Mila. Riki shot him an unimpressed look from beside him, raising an eyebrow as he slapped the older’s thigh. “This was your idea, you can’t be the first one to fold.”
The said idea that Riki mentioned was, in fact, a prank that the boys all agreed on, considering it was April the first—also known widely as April Fool’s Day. Jaeyun had been the one to suggest that they all pretend to ignore their girlfriend, at least until they saw each other later one tonight, when she would be back home from her schedules, and they would be finished with theirs. But all it took was the endearing messages from her as she spammed them with pictures of the cake she was baking for them and random little updates during the day, and it felt like torture to continue the charade any longer.
“Just look at her!” Jaeyun said with a groan, as he showed them the selfie Mila took, with her fluffy smile after decorating the cake she was so excited to have them try. “Ugh… I can’t. I have to text back. My heart hurts.”
Heeseung sighed as he stared at the photo, his fingers subconsciously reaching to pinch her cheeks through the phone. Why did he agree to this in the first place? Everyone knew he had the worst case of cuteness aggression and clinical clinginess towards his girlfriend, and he wasn’t even interested in proving otherwise. He should have just turned down the idea the moment it was proposed. And yet…
“Drop out if you want, man,” Sunghoon said, “No one’s stopping you.”
But of course, Jaeyun couldn’t. “Shut up. You’re just saying that because you want to spend more time with her.”
Sunghoon laughed.
They had childishly agreed that whoever could last the longest would have the reserved cuddle sessions of everyone else to themselves for the next three days (they tried bargaining six, but some members—as in Sunghoon and Jungwon—were quick to refuse). It seemed like a great idea at the time, seeing as they were confident they could go at least a few hours with no contact. But they forgot to factor in the fact that they were incredibly down bad, for their equally down bad girlfriend.
“Now she’s saying she misses us,” Sunoo said as he read the most recent text, adding fuel to the flame. “‘I know you guys are busy, but let me know if you’re okay. I miss you lots, heart emoji, heart emoji.’”
Jake groaned, causing Jay to kick him slightly in the butt as he rolled over. “This is the worst day of my life.” He held up his hand as Sunoo went to read another text. “Don’t. I’m suffering enough as it is.”
Jungwon sighed, massaging his temples while shaking his head. He normally wouldn’t even entertain the idea, despite the so-called ‘prize’; Mila would definitely fold and given him extra cuddles if he acted cute, so he didn’t need to steal from the others. The only reason he agreed was because he had a feeling that Mila might have already planned to prank him anyway, so he might as well make the best of the opportunity to get her back and to get more cuddles in the same day.
He turned to look at the eldest, who was staring at his phone so intently that there may even be a hole drilling through it soon. At least he wasn’t the only one.
Only a few more hours, and they’d be able to put this behind them.
Or so they thought.
It was a few hours later when they arrived at their dorms to find that she was nowhere in sight. And it was then that they realised she was nowhere to be seen. All that was left of her was a note on the fridge saying, I won’t be home tonight, don’t look for me. The only thing that could describe the events that followed the discovery of the ominous note would be the gates of hell breaking loose on the dorms.
“She’s not picking up her phone,” Heeseung said panickedly, after calling her number for the fifth time.
“Or her texts,” Jungwon replied with a frown. Jaeyun and Jongseong turned up hopeless results as well, receiving not even a peep from Mila since the last text she sent, over an hour ago. It didn’t seem like anything was out of the ordinary; it was just a text letting them know that she had finished her schedule. So it only made their word even more that she had suddenly dropped off the grid with no warning other than the hastily written words on the sticky note.
“Wait!” Jongseong suddenly exclaimed. “Her manager just texted. Apparently, she dropped Mila off at the Tubatu dorms earlier on.”
The others heaved sighs of relief. “That scared me,” Sunoo said with a hand on her heart. “For a second I thought she was kidnapped and the perpetrator made her leave a note behind so we didn’t get suspicious.”
There was a moment of silence.
Riki side-eyed his hyung. “I think you just watch too many horror movies.”
Sunoo shrugged, before turning on his feet to go to the bathroom, seeing as the ordeal was sorted. It wasn’t unusual for Mila to visit the TXT dorms, considering her unnie was there a lot of the time, and it could get old being cooped up in the Enhypen dorms every day. They didn’t worry if she was with their seniors; they knew the TXT members would watch over her, if anything were to happen. They were just surprised that she didn’t seem to notice their prank on her.
“I thought she would be spamming our phones,” Riki said absently as he opened the fridge. “She usually catches on fast…”
Especially on April Fool’s Day, of all days. Mila was usually the type to figure out their odd behvaiour and call them out as soon as she noticed. The fact that they didn’t hear anything from her meant she probably was none the wiser. So maybe, they didn’t need to feel so bad about their little prank, after all…
Still, it didn’t make it any less disappointing for some of her boyfriends who wanted to bask in her affection as soon as they got home from a tiring day of practice. Sunghoon pouted as he flopped onto the couch, zoning out into the distance since Mila wasn’t here to occupy the empty space of his thoughts with her little rambles.
“Ugh, I could use some sugar right about now,” Jaeyun said as he opened the microwave. Mila’s final text had been to let them know she put it there for when they got home. But to his surprise, there was nothing there… except another note, which said: “‘I took the cake for the Tubatu-oppas?!””
His voice was utterly mortified as he turned the note, as if expecting a ‘Gotcha!’ to be written on the other side. But no. The cake was indeed gone, and it seemed she really had taken it for the TXT members, even though she said she explicitly made it for them.
“Naur way,” Jake said in disbelief. Heeseung looked over his shoulder and started to draw lines inside his mind in order to reach a conclusion.
Maybe she did know about their prank after all… He sighed as he called Kiara’s phone. As soon as she answered, he was greeted with what he could already see as an eyeroll on the other side of the phone.
“You finally called,” Kiara said. “Can you pick up your girlfriend? She’s completely insane.” Before Heeseung could ask what she meant, he heard Mila’s voice in the background saying something along the lines of, “No, I don’t wanna go home,” in her obviously drunken voice.
So yes, they might have pushed her a little too far this time…
Sunghoon and Jongseong weren’t sure what they were expecting to see when they got to the TXT dorms, but Mila crying on the couch while bundled up in a blanket burrito was somewhere near the bottom of the list of possibilities. The two friends shared a glance, which didn’t go unnoticed by Huening Kai, who had been the one to let them into the dorms in the first place. He rubbed the back of his neck while they watched Beomgyu try to entertain Mila like she was some child, only to be smacked on the back of the head by Kiara.
“Your face is only making it worse,” the older female scolded.
Yeonjun (who was standing the furthest away from the scene as possible) noticed the two Enhypen members as soon as they walked into the room and looked at them as if they were his guardian angels sent from above. “Hey, you made it! Come here, come here…” Yeonjun called to Mila over her shoulder. “Your boyfriends are here now! Why don’t you head home?”
Kiara massaged her forehead with a perplexed sigh while Jongseong and Sunghoon were practically dragged by the older male towards their crying girlfriend. Soobin simply laughed, before excusing himself, since he had to leave for a schedule. Sunghoon and Jongseong bowed to the older as he left, the member simply wishing them luck dealing with the drunken Mila.
Mila sniffled as she glared up at them. “What are you doing here?”
Yeah, okay, they probably deserved that.
“Come on, Angel, we came to take you back home.”
Jongseong reached out slowly to take the blanket from Mila’s head, as if she were a puppy about to bite his hand off if he moved too suddenly. But before he could even graze the blanket with his fingers, Mila huffed and inched away, before lying herself down onto the couch so she looked like a caterpillar curling into a ball.
“I don’t want to.”
Sunghoon couldn’t see her face, but he definitely knew she was pouting. He would have usually found it adorable, but it was a little awkward when his noona and three seniors were watching him from the side with a slight sense of judgement for being unable to coax his own girlfriend into returning to their home with them. He cleared his throat, before shaking Mila’s lying figure.
“Come one, you’re going to bother noona and the hyungs,” he ushered gently. But he must have chosen the wrong words, because while Mila was shooting up in her seat—her eyes were watering and she hiccuped.
“Is that why you were ignoring me today?” she asked, her voice shaky. “Because I’m a bother?”
“No, no, no!” Jongseong immediately rushed in to save Sunghoon, who had frozen at the heartbroken look in Mila’s eyes, his chest constricting as if someone had crushed his heart in their palms. “That’s not it at all, Angel.”
Fuck, he thought. He should have never agreed to the prank. He was going to beat Jaeyun’s ass for managing to convince him—and then himself for ever letting himself be convinced in the first place. Jongseong clearly had the same idea, because he was instantly jumping on the first excuse that came to mind in order to save them from being target’s of their girlfriends (well-placed) disappointment.
“It was Jake’s idea!” Jongseong exclaimed. “He wanted to prank you since it’s April Fool’s Day—we tried to warn him, but he really wanted to do it… It was our fault for agreeing, but really, none of us were angry at you. It was just a really bad joke—We’re sorry, angel. Don’t be sad, okay? You can pay us back however you want?”
Mila sniffled. Her tears had been blinked away, but she still had that kicked puppy look on her face that made Sunghoon simultaneously want to wrap her up in a blanket and also run outside so he could scream to the skies. “Really?”
Jongseong and Sunghoon nodded a little too fast. Mila didn’t get to respond before Taehyun was walking into the room, smiling at the new arrivals. “Oh, you guys made it. Are you here to take Mila home?”
“No.” Jongseong almost fell over at the strong denial in Mila’s voice. “Since they ignored me all day, it’s only fair that I get to–” she hiccuped. “--to do the s-same…” She lay back down on the couch. “I’m staying here and I’m never going back.”
Good gracious, why did his girlfriend have to be so stubborn? Jongseong was on the verge of going gray because of today, and this was not helping. He sighed, not knowing what to do. Fortunately for him, Taehyun seemed to have an idea, because he was kneeling beside Mila, a gentle smile on his face.
“Hey, Mimi, want to see a trick?” Mila’s eyes brightened with curiosity as she looked at the TXT member. She nodded enthusiastically. “But if I show you, you have to agree to go back home with Sunghoon and Jongseong. Okay?”
Mila looked conflicted, before sighing and nodding. “Okay.” She then glared at Taehyun. “But it has to be a really good trick!”
Sunghoon and Jongseong exchanged looks as Taehyun nodded and patted Mila’s head gently. They didn’t want to be ungrateful, seeing as he was doing them a favour… But did it have to involve patting their girlfriend’s head? Unfortunately for them, that wasn’t the full extent of the “trick” that Taehyun had planned. Because before they could say anything, his hand had moved from the top of her head, to behind Mila’s ear, lingering there for a bit, before he pulled away to reveal a flower in his previously empty hand.
Mila gasped in wonder at the sight of the flower. “Wah! It’s so pretty!”
“Right?” Taehyung asked. He held it out to the younger female while smiling charmingly, causing alarm bells to ring in Sunghoon’s head. “Then make sure to take care of it properly, okay? At home.”
Mila nodded and reached out to grab the flower from his hand. But before he could, she was suddenly flipped upside down, thrown over Sunghoon’s should like a sack of potatoes—blanket burrito and all. “Okay, thanks, hyung! We’ll be going now.”
“Hey!” Mila kicked her legs around, but struggled since she was still wrapped in the blanket that constricted her movements. She looked at Kiara, who was watching with a flat expression while waving. “Unnie! I’m being kidnapped!”
“Sorry, Mimi, but it’s time you head home home now,” Kiara said with a wave. This prompted the others to do the same, watching with barely concealed amusement when Jongseong rushed to grab Mila’s things, before following Sunghoon out the door.
“My flower!” Mila called in protest, holding onto the door frame to stop Sunghoon from walking out with her.
“You can come back and get it tomorrow,” Taehyun suggested.
“Respectfully, but no!” Jongseong yelled in reply, before prying Mila’s hands away from the door frame. The door shut with a loud bang, and the sounds of Mila’s protests died out in the distance as they got further away.
“How do they have so much energy?” Yeonjun asked in amazement.
Beomgyu snickered. “It’s because they’re not old like you.”
By the time Mila was taken home, her boyfriends were all clamouring to her, explaining their side of the story (which, despite no negotiation, somehow all involved blaming Jaeyun for everything) while she sulked on the couch. It took a while, but in the end, they came to an agreement before Mila fully sobered.
“No more cuddles for you,” she said.
The boys shared looks, but agreed with reluctant sighs.
Well, that was pointless.
"Now can I have my flower?" Mila asked.
Sunghoon and Jongseong were subject to five confused gazes. "Flower?"
Oh boy. The dorm (and the world) wasn't ready for the mess that would come from the Enhypen members learning magic tricks to impress their girlfriend...
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NOTE a bit of a rushed ending but i really didn't know what else i could write so it felt approperiate to just end it there before it trailed on and got too long XD
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📄 ◜ ────𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗯𝗮𝗱: 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱.
ʬʬʬ. 2024 pairing. poly!wonki x f!ocmember req. mila's reaction to le'official photoshoot + spicy wonmi moment cw. flirting, lowkey unsafe driving (stay safe on the roads kids), alcohol, profanity, teasing (wonki being little shits), not proofread BACK TO LIBRARY ?!
PEOPLE OFTEN SAID THAT GOOD THINGS CAME IN THREES. But clearly, that was because they never got to see the things that Mila got up to with Jungwon and Riki when the three of them were left alone.
They were not the type of young people who would paint the city walls in graffiti, smoke cigarettes in the alleyway, or blast music in the neighbourhood while everyone else tried to sleep—but they did rise with the moon and stars, living it up in the late hours of night.
Mila would blame it on the constant surveillance and the never ending list of criticism aimed towards her from a young age. But she had grown a rebellious spirit, and she never behaved longer than needed to. It was only midnight when she found herself lacing up her shoes, looking left and right as she opened the door to her room, trying not to wake the others as she tiptoed her way across the dorm and towards the door.
“Where are you going?”
Mila almost jumped out of her skin at the sight of Riki pulling on a shirt as he walked towards her, eyes taking in the sight of her sneaking out of the dorms like a burglar in the night.
“Shouldn’t you be asleep?” Mila asked.
“I should be asking you that,” Riki whispered back. He wordlessly reached over the top of Mila’s head, taking a pair of shoes from the rack. He smirked at the look on her face. “You think I’d let you walk out on the streets at night alone?”
Mila rolled her eyes, but conceded to the younger’s point. She didn’t mention that she had secretly hoped that he would be awake at this time. They always used each other as an excuse, but the truth was, both of them stayed up this late for the sole purpose of their late night dates while the rest of the group (and the city) remained fast asleep. It was routine now, a tradition. And while they weren’t really the type to follow rules religiously, this was one of the few they were keen on keeping.
It was also why none of them flinched when Jungwon walked up from behind them, already dressed for the nighttime chills. “Who’s driving?”
Mila smiled, waving her keys, causing the boys to smirk at each other before they filed out the door. They were gone like the wind, and just as fast, speeding down the highway with 100 on the dash and volume up to max. It was a new kind of high, the type that didn’t need alcohol or drugs, but just the thrill of the chase and the freedom under their wings.
Mila let out a sigh at the feeling of the city air blowing against her face. A hand crept its way up her knee and a coy smile played upon her lips. Jungwon gave her a smirk through the rearview mirror. The warmth of his hand seeped through the fabric of her leggings as it fitted perfectly over the shape of her thigh, rubbing and up down in gentle motions that sent a trail of goosebumps even without feeling skin to skin.
Her fingers tightened their way around the steering wheel, and she glanced at the boy in the backseat of the car. But Riki’s eyes were already on her, a finger tracing his bottom lip in thought, before he snapped out of his daze upon seeing her eyes meet his. He flashed a charming grin. She laughed, shaking her head.
“Let’s get something for back home.” Mila turned into the next lane before pushing down on the accelerator, the laughs of her boyfriends echoing as they sped down the empty road.
Indeed, the three of them got up to antics that only they and the heavens above were privy to—and maybe, if they were unlucky, one of the elder members, who would be waiting on the couch with crossed arms and tired eyes after seeing three empty beds and a missing set of keys.
“Shhh,” Mila shushed, trying to hold in her giggles as she and the two boys opened the door back to their dorms, carrying bags of cheap wine and sugary snacks with carbs that would have their company stocks crashing faster than their manager’s blood sugar. They must have gotten lucky, though, since the couch—the watchtower, as they liked to call it—was empty, lacking a pair of eyes to glare at them as they snuck into their own homes.
They threw open the door to her room, tossing the bags onto the empty bed that belonged to Mila. Riki was the first to lay down, arms resting beneath his head as he watched Mila discard the cap that she used to keep her hair down and her face covered. Jungwon took a seat on the edge. Mila hummed as she grabbed a bottle of peach soju, throwing herself onto the bed, her head hitting Riki’s chest, earning a quiet “oof.”
“Cheers,” she said, popping the cap and raising the bottle in salute. She brought the mouth to her lips, only to pout in disappointment when it was stolen by Jungwon. “Hey. That was mine.”
“That’s no good for you,” Jungwon said, placing the bottle on the bedside table. Mila scrunched up her nose, huffing in indignation at the leader-like display. “No, not a leader, just a good boyfriend.” Jungwon leaned down, his lips hovering over hers. “Any problems with that?”
Mila giggled. She threw her arms around his neck, pulling him down so that she could kiss him properly on the lips. She hummed in delight, pulling away only to whisper her approval. “You taste better anyway.”
Riki scoffed, rolling his eyes. But not even two seconds later, he had his hands in her hair, long fingers threading through the strands like silk and lifting the ends to his lips to place a gentle kiss. His lips travelled down to her cheek, his large hands grasping her hair in a ponytail in order to reveal the expanse of her collarbones and shoulders to him through her oversized hoodie.
“You smell nice,” he whispered against her neck, his nose nuzzling into the skin there to detect the traces of her strawberry and mint scent. Mila giggled at the ticklish sensation, only to gasp when Jungwon suddenly did the same to her other side, his body caging her against Riki’s chest. She couldn’t see anything behind him because of the wideness of his broad shoulders, her chest pressing against his with every breath.
“What are you doing?” Mila asked, earning a small chuckle from the younger.
“Nothing,” he mumbled.
Mila sighed, her hands trailing the outline of his shoulders. The three of them were silent, save for the sounds of kisses shared between them in between the gaps. Mila didn’t know how long they stayed like that, but she didn’t move until she checked her phone—and didn’t say a word until she gasped at the sight of her two boyfriends from their new photoshoot posted everywhere across her page.
“What’s this?” she asked, scandalised, as she clicked on the image of the two posing together: Riki in a low cut top and blazer, and Jungwon wearing a similar jacket, only without a shirt underneath. Her lips fell in a silent gasp of shock at the outline of his toned chest peeking through the blazer, just enough to satisfy the imagination of those who saw it. “What. The. Fuck?”
Riki and Jungwon laughed when Mila sat up, before turning on them with wide eyes. “You cheaters,” she seethed, “You absolute lunatics!” She whacked the youngest of the two on the chest, causing him to laugh while simultaneously rubbing the area to soothe the nonexistent pain. “You’re barely an adult, who gave you the right?” She rounded on Jungwon, who raised his eyebrows. “And you! Oh, I know that you did not—Mph!”
Mila barely got to say another word before Jungwon was pulling her towards him, swallowing her list of protests before they even left her lips. She responded all too eagerly, pulling his collar towards her and using it to hold him there until she received her full. But he had snatched the control from her by grasping her wrists, forcing them apart as he pushed her back down onto the bed again. By the time they parted, she had lost all her energy. She simply panted as Jungwon held her wrists next to her head, resting his forehead against hers while admiring her flushed features.
“You two,” she said breathlessly, “are going to be the end of me.”
“So you liked them?” Riki asked cheekily, playing with the ends of her hair.
Mila groaned. “I hate them. They’re too good. You look too handsome—and oh my god, the outfits. No. I can’t do this.” Riki opened his mouth to speak, only to be glared at. “Don’t even test me. I’m going to need all the patience I have so I can fight off all the fangirls who are going to be throwing themselves at you.”
“You’re insane,” Riki laughed.
“Insane for you,” Mila said with a sigh. She covered her face with her hands. “Ugh. They’re burnt into my eyelids now—those damned photos.”
Riki and Jungwon shared an amused look at their girlfriend’s reaction, loving the way she was so affected and that they were the reason for it. Jungwon pecked her cheek. “We’re right here you know. We’re literally your boyfriends—who cares about photos, when you have the real thing in front of you?”
“I’m done.”
“Eyyy,” Riki said. “But we didn’t even get to ask who you thought looked better.”
Jungwon hummed. “Doesn’t matter. It’s all about who makes her more flustered.”
Riki laughed. “Oh yeah? Let’s ask her then.” Riki leaned down to Mila’s ear. “Take a look at us now, okay? I want to know who makes your heart go faster.”
Mila spread her fingers apart to take a glimpse of the two boys. And that was her biggest mistake. Because as soon as she did, she was subject or the sight of them looking down at her, their bedridden hair falling across their foreheads while the light of her bedside lamp cast a glow onto their honeyed skin. There was no getting started on their smiles either—those smug little smirks that they flashed because they knew exactly what effect they had on her.
No good, Mila thought. They were absolutely no good.
(But that was exactly why the three of them went so well together.)
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