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thejakeslayla · 7 months

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╰─▸❝ enhypen as hugs in specific situations❞

pairing: enhypen x gn!reader ୨୧ genre: fluff, angst for jay, jungwon and slight for sunghoon ୨୧ warnings: none

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ yang jungwon ✩

"you did well" hug

you sank into the sofa, swiftly burying your face in your hands. you felt as if you failed, you didn't do enough and it was honestly draining, you worked so hard, and just before you could fall into a spiral of negative thoughts, someone took a seat beside you.

"y/n," jungwon murmured softly, his hand gently grabbing your wrist, revealing your teary eyes and rosy, wet cheeks. you didn't need to say a word for him to pull you into a warm embrace. he wrapped his arms around you, one hand on your back, the other on your neck, holding you tightly. his warm breath caressed your skin as he drew close. your eyes remained shut, tears still escaping, and he closed his eyes too, pained to see you cry like this.

"you did great, you worked so hard," he whispered, giving your now-fragile body a gentle squeeze, snuggling into you and soaking in the warmth you radiated. his cheek pressed against yours. "you did wonderfully; i'm so proud of you."

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ lee heeseung 이희승 ✩

hugging while sitting on his lap

a pc bang date, you sat on heeseung's lap as he slowly lost hope during his league match. when he eventually lost it, you flashed him your lovely smile that always made him melt, saying, "let me be your support from here." you swiftly shifted to sit on his lap, causing his ears to turn red. your arms wrapped around his neck, and heeseung's hand secured your waist to prevent you from falling back. while he waited for another match, he peppered your face with kisses as a thank-you for your support. with his hand on the keyboard and his forearm brushing against your lower back as you leaned on it, you attentively watched his gameplay, rewarding each kill with a big kiss on his cheek.

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ park jongseong 박종성 ✩

"you're safe" hug

hot tears streamed down your cheeks as jay wraps his hands around your waist, pulling you closer until there was no space left between your bodies.

"it's alright," he whispered, his other hand moving to your head, gently stroking your hair. slowly, he nestled his face in the crook of your neck, always finding a way to hide his face there, regardless of your height compared to his. he began to caress your back, whispering reassuringly, "you'll be okay. i'm here. you're safe, y/n." his soft voice washed over you, conveying a sense of safety, comfort, and warmth in his tight embrace. you sobbed more, convinced that you didn't deserve such a pure-hearted person like jay. he noticed your louder cries and hugged you even tighter.

"it's okay, darling. i'm here. nothing bad will happen, okay? you're protected," he continued to whisper sweet words, unaware of how much they healed you, how much they helped, and how much you loved him.

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ jake sim 제이크 심 ✩

hugging while laughing

you stood near the kitchen counter, your back leaning slightly against it, and a smile gracing your face when jake entered the room. you paused your conversation with jungwon and sunghoon to greet him, and he instantly wrapped his arms around your waist, lifting you so you were now seated on the counter. he effortlessly joined the conversation with the others. only one of your arms circled around his neck, as the other would block your view of the others. his hands rested on your thighs, gently caressing them. as sunghoon cracked a joke, jake laughed and leaned toward you, burying his face in your chest as his laughter continued. you, slightly surprised by the sudden closeness, wrapped your other arm around him and laughed as well, though your laughter was fueled by how adorable he was.

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ park sunghoon 박성훈 ✩

"recharging" hug

standing in the kitchen, you heard sunghoon enter the room. without a word, you felt a firm grip on your hips as he turned you around to face him, leaving you puzzled. again, without uttering a single word, he gazed into your eyes and tugged you closer by your wrists. you fell into his arms, your face meeting his chest, as your cheek pressed against it. his hugs were gentle yet often assertive; if he wanted a hug, he would just come and claim it. you wrapped your arms around his body, tenderly caressing his back.

"everything okay, hoonie?" you inquired as he rested his chin on your head.

"just needed this," he replied, and that was enough for you to tighten your hold on him. he drew you even closer, and you stood there, hugging him for as long as he needed, listening to the beats of his heart.

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ kim sunoo 김선우 ✩

"nap" hug

you leaned against his side as he wrapped his arms around your shoulders. your posture change signaled that he had full permission to cuddle you as much as he wanted. now, you lay on your back with sunoo resting on your stomach, his face buried in your chest as you gently stroked his hair. a soft smile appeared on your lips as the thought of sunoo being like a teddy bear crossed your mind, but that was just how he was — adorable and huggable.

"tiring day?" you finally asked as you noticed sunoo had fallen silent. his only response was a quiet, soft hum, which answered your question better than any words. you wrapped your hands aroud him tighter, preparing for a quick nap.

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ nishimura riki 西村力 ✩

back hug

you were waiting for your order, irritated by the beeping machines in the background, being hungry just boosted your annoyance. niki noticed your impatient foot tapping and smiled. he pulled you closer, his hand securely around your waist as he moved it to your stomach, giving it a reassuring pat. you glanced at him and smiled, and he took the opportunity to turn it into a back hug. he rested his chin on your shoulder and observed how your order was being prepared. he was surprisingly strong, a fact he seemed unaware of, as he held you quite tightly, sometimes to the point that it hurt. when you complained about the tightness of his hugs, he squeezed you once more and then gradually loosened his grip, patting your stomach again while whispering, "sorry," into your ear.

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intromortal · 19 days

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situationship!y.jw x reader

wc: 2,5k+

cw: smut, brat taming, oral (f receiving), teasing, overstimulation, no protection, creampie, a tiny bit of plot bc i can't shut up, jake is a loser, i think that's all!

“Wonnie, please", you manage to whine out while knowing better than anyone that it’s not enough to get him moving to where you need him the most.

“You know better than giving me half-finished sentences, especially with the stunt you’ve pulled today doll”, he leans back on his knees with a playful smirk on his face.

You feel tears prickle your eyes at the humiliation while you debate whether it’s worth ignoring his request and waiting it out, even though you already know the answer.

Jungwon senses your tiny moment of hesitation and takes advantage of that, inching his fingers closer to your weeping hole.

“Mmh, seems I have to fuck it out of you then", he says as he pushes your matching panties aside and collects your juices on two of his fingers before pushing them in, doing his best not to stimulate your clit just like he knows you need him to, looking at the scene before him with his bottom lip between his teeth.

You immediately regret not giving him what he wants right away, Jungwon might be possessive, but he is also very, very patient.

You’re whining now, “I’m sorry, please, I need your tongue”.

“You’re a little too late on that baby, don’t you think?” he smiles down at you and coos at your pleading face, “gonna have you so dumb on my fingers, my tongue's all you’re gonna think about”.

You would be lying if you said that annoying Jungwon was not one of your favourite things to do ever since you two became friends.

Can you even call it that? You don’t think fucking behind the rest of your friend’s backs is the ideal definition of friendship, but if that’s all he’s willing to give you, then you won’t turn it down.

There's an uncertainty around your relationship that leaves you confused. You feel like he avoids the subject anytime you try to bring it up, but you yourself also don't really know what you want since you’ve never been the type to want anything serious anyway.

At least for now.

Sure he's extremely good-looking, but thinking about him sexually had not ever crossed your mind, let alone romantically.

Well, at least until the night you found yourself alone with him at your apartment after everyone else left and decided to talk back one time too many, pushing him to quite literally flip your world upside down.

But still,

you just never cared about relationships.

The first times you found yourself entangled in his bedsheets were never planned, just the result of heated gazes and lingering touches. You chalked up your longing for him to the feeling of newness and unfamiliarity, the Jungwon you know outside his bedroom seemingly a completely different person.

Then, as the months went by and the meet-ups started getting more frequent and planned, but the feelings stayed the same, you decided it just had to be that no one has ever made you cum as hard as Yang Jungwon has.

Just two friends fooling around.

So why did you feel so hurt by him suddenly rejecting your advances?

As desperate as it sounds, you had been trying your hardest to get his attention for the past few weeks in multiple ways, going as far as sending him pics with your expensive new lingerie set, only to get left on read.

Your confidence took a hit from this. Had Jungwon suddenly stopped finding you attractive? Was he seeing someone prettier? Though with the memories of his open-mouthed kisses all over and the hours he spent worshipping your body, you could not make any sense out of it.

Maybe that was just the way he fucked no matter who was under him, so passionate you would think it was love he was making to you, not just a hookup.

It's not like he's the only person you could fuck. Anyone would drop to your knees if you asked them to.

And very desperate, kinda pathetic Jake was waiting for you, he had been for a long time.

Everyone in your friend group knows that he has his eyes on you, even though he has yet to make his move because of how inexperienced he is, scared he might not be good enough for someone like you. But you might just find it hot, you might just want to teach him how to pleasure you.

That, or you were just irremediably horny after Jungwon left you hanging for so long.

That’s how you find yourself in your current position, Jake inviting you over to his and Jungwon’s shared apartment for a glass of wine after a night out with your friends which you spent very openly flirting with him (very much to Jay’s dismay, who just told you to take jake back to your dorm and get it over with, you couldn’t help but let your gaze wander to dungeon, curious about his reaction, only for him to ignore the comment completely).

You walk in with the two friends, Jake taking your jacket from you and pouring you a glass of wine while Jungwon bee-lined for his room.

You got comfortable on their couch while making conversation with Jake, wondering why the man you’re trying to get out of your mind didn’t take up Heeseung’s offer to crash at his place, sensing where things were going between you and the blonde.

Jake was honestly shocked at your sudden attention, after so many years of pining after you he was about to give up hope. You clearly had known about his attraction for you for a while, so he wondered what suddenly changed. Not that he was complaining, he’d take anything you were willing to offer him.

You were so beautiful to him. He honestly struggled to believe you were real sometimes, like in this very moment, your makeup a bit smudged from the hours spent outside, your very short skirt riding up your plush thighs and the dazed look in your eyes from the alcohol. He thinks you might be the single most gorgeous being he has ever laid eyes on.

So it’s not surprising that he has to excuse himself to the bathroom to sneakily take care of his raging hard-on before he comes in his pants from just looking at you like the little pathetic virgin he is. He absolutely cannot embarrass himself like that in front of you.

Jungwon walks out of his room, walking right in front of you to get to the kitchen, completely ignoring your existence. You’re very irritated by now and would be lying if you said you weren’t expecting some sort of reaction from him after months of intimacy.

He walks back with a water bottle in his hands, his biceps flexing when opening the tight cap and taking a gulp of it while keeping his eyes on you. Suddenly you feel very small under his watchful gaze, but he has yet to speak to you.

So you bite first.

“What do you want?", it’s more of a snarky remark than a question, but he doesn't show any annoyance to your sour tone.

“Has the bitch boy cum his pants yet?”, he says while closing the bottle.

You try to hide how taken aback you are by his comment, but he knows your expressions better than anyone else.

“Excuse me?”

“Don’t play dumb now, it's either that or he’s fucking his fist thinking about you in that bathroom hoping he’ll last longer in your cunt. Cute really, I’ll give him a few strokes max”.

You can’t help but get goosebumps after finally hearing his voice addressing you after so long, filthy words still sounding so angelic to your ears.

You did admit you have always liked annoying him.

“And how is that any of your business? Yang Jungwon”, you say while challenging him with eye contact.

He slightly rolls his eyes at that, a small smirk playing on his lips, showcasing his dimple.

He seems to think about what you just said, tilting his head to the side while looking at you, his bangs slightly covering his eyebrows. Unfortunately, you are all too familiar with the glint in his eyes.

“You’re right, that would be none of my business if it weren't for the fact that you spent this entire night desperately looking to rile me up while trying to get that little bitch to fuck you”. He speaks softly as he inches closer, towering over your sat figure on the couch, "you're trying way too hard, for your information", he adds as he gently tilts your head up with his fingers.

“Jake? Really? Can he please you as well as I do?”.

You're surprised to hear him talk about his best friend like that, but you already know the answer to that question as you close the gap between your lips.

Not too long after that, you find yourself pushed against the door of Jungwon’s room, legs wrapped around his waist as he leaves wet open-mouthed kisses along your neck and collarbones, the blonde long forgotten.

You try to grind down on his very evident boner but he keeps your hips still with his strong arms.

“Behave”, he whispers sternly before moving his mouth to your ear and grazing it gently with his teeth.

He suddenly pulls away and shoves you onto his bed, towering over you and sliding his leg between your thighs.

“Wanted my attention? Don’t worry baby, you’ll get it alright”, he whispers while slowly removing your top, revealing the same lace bralette of that lingerie set you sent him pics of.

You suddenly feel embarrassed, he had ignored those texts, and he must have disliked them.

Your worries are revealed to be baseless when, as if reading your mind, Jungwon lets out a groan at the sight and takes one of your nipples in his mouth while his fingers toy with the other but decides to keep the thin material on your chest.

You try to sneak your hands behind your back to undo the claps, but he stops you. “Keep it on baby, fucked my fist so many times to those pics, wanted my attention so bad, didn’t you?”, he rasps between sucks, starting to kiss and lick down your navel. You let out a moan to that, the thought of Jungwon pleasuring himself too hot to handle, you think about asking him why he never replied, why he left you hanging for so long, but you hold your tongue, you're sure you’ve already ridiculed yourself enough in his eyes.

You have a suspicion he will go back to pretending you don’t exist after he has his way with you, but you push these thoughts to the back of your mind, choosing to focus on his hands flipping up your pathetic excuse of a skirt as his kisses that are slowly inching toward your thighs.

He takes his time with them, nibbling at them slightly, knowing he’s driving you absolutely insane.

He spends the next half hour denying any stimulation to your clit, using his other hand to keep your hip to the bed to stop you from chasing his fingers.

“Wonnie please, do something, anything,” you say between sniffles. He suddenly relents and inches his face to your clothed cunt, removing his fingers and licking your clit through the fabric.

“Won I’m beg-“ he doesn’t let you finish this time. “Got you doll”, he whispers as he lowers your panties slightly and attaches his mouth to your cunt, nose bumping your clit every time he moves.

He’s now removing his mouth from your cunt, ignoring your protests as he inserts his fingers inside you immediately lowering his head again to take your clit in his mouth, sucking on it.

You know you’re close and you're so afraid he’s just going to rip it away from you, nonetheless, you know that even if you try to lie he’ll be able to tell when you’re coming anyway, no one knowing the signs of your body language as well as he does.

“I’m close, please, Won, don’t take it away”, you sniffle as tears start to form again in your eyes. Jungwon fondly giggles at your dumb state as he guides you towards your high, helping you ride it as you come on his tongue with a drawn-out moan of his name.

“You taste so good baby, let Jake know who is making you cum”, he keeps slowly fucking his fingers inside you as he makes eye contact, his gaze dazed with need.

You’re so surprised he actually let you cum that you don’t realise he has gone back to lapping at you, moaning into your mound at how sweet you are.

You try to pry him away, but he easily pins your arms down with one of his, his head coming up slightly to speak to you, “we are far from being done doll, you wanted my attention”, he whispers seductively at you “you’re gonna have to take it all”.

Jake doesn’t remember when he let lust take over him and slightly opened the door to peer in and doesn’t know how many times he’s blown a load. He suspects it to be even more than you have, and right now you’re a babbling mess under Jungwon, that’s finally fucking into you after god knows how long he spent with his head between your legs. All Jake knows is that there’s cum all over his hand and his cock is so sensitive and tears are streaking down his cheeks and he still wants to bury himself in you so bad he thinks he might die.

He should be offended really, he should be one between your legs. Jake wants it to be him so fucking badly and feels so pathetic as his cock hardens in his hand once again.

He saw how Jungwon eyed the both of you during the night, and if looks could kill, he’d be six feet under right now. He feels grateful to even be able to listen and watch you two.

So he starts moving his hand once again, closing his eyes while trying to hold back any sound and imagines that those sweet sounds you’re making are reactions to his actions and not those of his housemate.

Jungwon knows the other male has been spying on you two, and he tries to ignore the way this information makes his cock twitch. He almost feels sorry for you, fucked so dumb you can barely form coherent sentences, only sweet babbles of his name leaving your mouth. He thinks it's the best thing he has ever heard.

“Close doll, just a little longer”, he whispers fondly in your ear. You’ve been so good to him, and he feels his heart swell with pride and his cock twitch at the thought of Jake seeing you so sweet and compliant for him.

He knows he's looking and knows he shouldn't find his pathetic friend fisting his cock to him fucking your tiny cute abused cunt so hot, but he does.

And it makes him cum so hard he's surprised at himself.

He slows down slightly before pulling out, careful not to let any of his seed slip out, fingering it back in despite your complaints and pulling your cute little panties up your hips to keep it there, finally letting himself meet Jake's gaze with a smirk on his face.

a/n: wrote this on a whim and definitely don't love it but still thought i'd share. thank you rolling eyes in live jungwon for being my muse

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g0niki · 3 months

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What about like first time with Jungwon + he loves you so so so much + lots of praises and sloppy kisses

yang jungwon x fem reader

word count: 1.1k

contents: established relationship, first time, oral (f.receiving), protected sex (that’s a first for me), soft won.

a/n: honestly this one had me giggling a bit.. (also i did NOT proofread)

your first time with jungwon would be so sweet. I don’t see jungwon having too much of his own experience outside of make-outs and over-the-clothes activities but he’s not clueless.

the shared first time would be something that he builds up to, he would never cross the line to make you uncomfortable or overstep any boundaries, but i do think there are times when he catches himself being impatient. most of the time rushing off to the bathroom to take a long shower and finish himself off before he gets too carried away.

but the day you’re grabbing onto his wrist and stopping him from getting any closer to the bathroom is the day he knows you’re ready. looking into his eyes and practically pleading for him to tower over you again, his throat is getting dry seeing you sit in front of him asking for more.

he’s pushing you back onto the mattress, pushing his lips against yours and desperately pushing his hips down onto yours. his shirt would already be off, his skin burning under your fingertips as you grab onto any part of him that you could.

won feels like the type to take his time at first. tons of slow and messy kisses, his lips meshing against yours, his tongue sliding in smoothly when you gasp just to playfully mess around with yours and get you feeling even hotter.

the kisses are very messy and wet. lips glistening when the two of you pull apart to breathe and just take in how blissful the other looks for a moment. won is the type to kiss his partner’s neck a lot and he gives biter vibes. slightly nibbling on the skin of your neck and collarbones as he calms himself down, trying not to spill before he gets inside of you.

if you kiss won on his neck expect him to grab onto your waist hard and moan out loud. he’s sensitive as fuck so things like this get him GOING. won would soak up all your noises, his lips pushing into yours even harder and his moans leaving his lips and entering yours,, everything is just entirely too hot.

won prioritizes your comfort so i think during your first time if you’re nervous he wouldn’t mind you keeping your (his) shirt on and if anything it gets him even harder. something about you laying between his legs biting your lip and his shirt engulfing your figure sends his brain into a spiral.

would lay you down and tell you things like “don’t worry, gonna make you feel comfortable.” as he reaches over to his side table and pulls out a condom (because no one wants a baby on the first time), putting the packet between his teeth and ripping the packaging open.

he’d still be straddling you at this moment and let you watch him slowly slide the condom onto his sensitive length, hissing through his teeth and squeezing his eyes shut. letting you watch how his length slightly jumps at the feeling.

he’s the type to ask you multiple times if you’re sure you are really ready, assuring you that he could wait even though his dick is red and needy. he truly means it though he would stop at any moment and never bring it up again if that’s what you want.

using two of his fingers to gently work you open and get you relaxed under him, his eyes glazing over as he watches your cunt coat his fingers with your slick essence. if he has the time he’s moving down to get a taste of his own because there’s no way he’s not tasting you. something about you being that wet and wanting him that bad just makes him have to have you against his tongue, he would revel in the feeling. moaning into your cunt and burying his face between your thighs as you tug onto your shirt and try to bite back your noises. he hates that by the way, he’d probably just lightly pinch you to get you to stop holding back.

he can’t eat you out for too long though, like he’s literally leaking into his condom. he was supposed to be inside you ten minutes ago but how could he hold back from having you against his tongue and helping open you up just a bit more?

he wouldn’t let you cum though, stopping just before and saying “I want you to cum on my cock first pretty, you’d like that too huh?” and crawling on top of you.

jungwon would gently put your legs around his waist, gently caressing them as he lines himself up with your sopping cunt. teases himself slightly by tracing the tip of the outside, but this does help ease your nerves a bit like a gentle sign before he’s eventually sliding it inside.

he could see you squeezing your eyes shut and biting down on your tongue, leaning down to peck on your lips a couple of times and seeing your brows loosen up. turning the pecks into longer drawn-out kisses and smoothly sinking into you. the way your walls squelch around him and the strained moans leaving the back of your throat.

all the sounds emitting from the two of you would have won feeling a bit hazy, but he’s holding it together to make sure the both of you are having a good time.

i don’t see won lasting too long his first time, but i do see him making sure you feel amazing. since he knows he would be out quick he’s reaching between the two of your bodies and toying with your clit. he’s biting down on your ear lobe, moaning just as much as you are, and marking up the bare skin of your neck and collarbones.

rutting into you and placing one of your legs onto his shoulders just to get even deeper, his tip kissing your cervix and hurting in the right way. both of you cuming, your cum painting both of your thighs and leaving you both sticky.

won wouldn’t pull out right away, letting himself soften before pulling out and going to properly dispose of the condom.

he’d be too tired for proper aftercare but he’ll be sure to bring you a warm rag and a fresh pair of underwear before crashing next to you, holding you close, brushing your hair back and telling you things like “thank you so much pretty. i’m glad you trust me enough to take care of you.” and kissing your temple before drifting off and sleeping into the next morning.

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maeumi-jng · 4 months

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hiii!! i love ur writing it’s absolutely adorable 🥹🫶 i was wondering if you could write something about riki & reader and maybe the reader is just a little older than him like a few months to a year? and they are very adamant on giving him his space especially since he has dealt with… so much from older fans. but riki rlly likes the reader and he’s frustrated because he doesn’t want her to think of him like a kid maybe 🤔 but reader likes him back she is just scared bc she feels like what if she makes him uncomfortable? but then it has a happy ending because they talk it out & jungwon helps them 😭🫶 totally understand if u don’t want to take this request! even if u don’t, it’s alright i love ur writing sm

kiss her you fool

pairing: idol!riki nishimura x idol!fem!reader, childhood bsf!yang jungwon x reader

synopsis: riki likes you. you like him. if the maths is right, you should be together. but riki left one variable unaccounted for. or in which riki must get to the bottom of why you are withholding your feelings for him if it's the last thing he does

warnings: reader is a year older, ANGST, mention of c-19, DISGUSTING OLD CREEPY FANS, mentions of sexual harassment, insecurity, problems of young debuting and discrimination, and crying, jealousy, swearing, appearance of riize's anton, riki being an absolute menace but a communication king 😤, romantic confessions, cringe but fluffy, proof-read before dinner soooo ☺️

word count: 2k+ library: enhypen bookshelf

author’s note: it's my first request 😭 i got youuuuuuu. i didn't mean for this to get so um well sappy and sad, got a bit carried away with the 'older fans' thing, but thank you so much for requesting! i hope this is up to par ♡︎ // song rec is titular but not really incorporated

You had made a mistake.

A very big mistake.

Liking Riki Nishimura.

How exactly that happened... well almost four years ago now, in 2020.

The practical shut down of all things physical in the industry. No concerts, no fan meetings, no live performances, restricted filming... the entire world had gone quiet.

Yet, as humans had done since the dawn of time, there was adaptation. Online concerts that were pre-recorded and emphasised stage performances, masked filming with very few staff, well.. masked everything...

And in the midst of all of this, was I-LAND. The survival show that would form a new boy group. The same show that your childhood best friend, Yang Jungwon, was participating in. As his friend, former label mate, and a representative of BigHit, you were very enthusiastic, promoting the show when you could on your lives and consistently voting for him, producing the theme song, even coming on the last episode with your seniors.

Jungwon did it. He got first place. With almost 1.5 million votes. To withhold all your tears that day was a heavy task. You didn't want anyone to think that the votes had been manipulated due to your influence so you had kept a bit quiet about your relation to Jungwon. But you were just so proud.

People eventually found out soon though. Months before ENHYPEN was to debut with the claims that it just made sense that you two were childhood friends.

Along with him came six other people that you would soon make lifelong friends with, Heeseung, Jay, Jake, Sunghoon, Sunoo, and Niki. You debuted quite early and despite being the youngest leader ever to debut and the maknae, friends were hard to come by (surprise surprise). So you welcomed these with open arms. Any friend of Jungwon was going to be a friend of yours.

You cherished all the members in their own ways but you couldn't lie and say Riki wasn't special to you. He reminded you of yourself. So young yet so passionate. Furthermore, he was Japanese. Living in a foreign country by yourself at such at such as young age... it had to be tough.

So in a way, you took him in. By that you meant your mother had basically accepted him as her son and you took care of him as if you were his older sister. You helped him with his Korean, your mother invested into learning Japanese cuisine so he didn't feel too homesick, always sending you with tiffins of food to the company or to the dorm, you stayed by him during the tough times... you made sure that he never felt alone, even for a second. You promised him.

The thing about debuting so young was that it often attracted the wrong type of people. You had gone through it and were still going through it despite turning twenty soon. Older fans... they seemed to love you. Especially, older men. From shouting your name loudly and asking for cute poses at fan signs to genuinely asking to marry you and specifically positioning their cameras at a certain angle to capture under your skirt... It was beyond you.

And Riki was going through the same thing, primarily with older women. Asking to marry him, seeing him shirtless, inappropriate fan fiction... the list of crazy was endless.

But your group and especially ENHYPEN wasn't having any of it. You all tried to the best of your ability to protect Riki but it just never seemed to stop. There were just so many weird people out there. It was infuriating.

You stuck to your promise. You made sure Riki felt safe and you could tell it was working. He was always honest with you, at his most vulnerable. He could share anything with you and he'd feel comfortable. You were the one person closest to him, there was no doubt about it.

But then you had to fuck it up. You got feelings.

You didn't realise it at first. But by the end of last year, you were sure. The long hugs, the stares that lasted a second more than they should've, Riki's abrupt clinginess... all of the mundane things were suddenly making you flustered and open the opportunity to having arrhythmia with all your fluctuating heartbeats.

You weren't sure what to do. It terrified you. How were you any different from the older fans? Well, of course there was a difference. But that year difference between the both of you... it was imposing.

So you did the only thing that made any sense to you. You gave him space.

You thought the space you were giving wasn't too obvious. You just wanted Riki to feel lighter and free.

But he noticed.

Immediately.

Riki noticed your wide smiles were now brief, the fewer texts you shared, the pathetic excuses you made to not hang out as much, the way you never sat with him to eat your mom's food... that the space you gave him was also physical given that you no longer sat right next to him but opted to sit diagonal to him (that way you weren't invading him too much).

Riki wasn't the type to beat around the bush. He directly confronted you. A trait that came naturally to him but was only furthered by the ever so direct Jungwon.

When you told him that you just wanted to give him a bit of space, given that he was older now and the whole plight of dealing with his 'fans'... Riki was in turmoil.

On one hand, an ever small part of him was touched that you cared so much. Not that was a surprise. You had the biggest heart he had ever seen.

But for the most part, he was frustrated. See, the thing was... he liked you too. A lot. Maybe too much for a normal human. It wasn't that you took care of him like a sister (if anything that combination would've made him throw up), but it was just you.

You entirely made him like you. Before he debuted, Riki was a big fan of you. He admired your work and passion, especially for as someone as young as you. Not to mention, he's pretty sure that you're the prettiest person in the entire universe. Never did he think he'd actually meet you. But then you visited I-LAND, twice. Once for the theme song and second for the last episode. And Riki was in awe of you. He couldn't believe it!

But that was nothing in comparison to finding out that he was debuting with ENHYPEN, a group that so happened to have Jungwon, your childhood best friend, and would often meet you to have their songs produced and composed.

And then you took him in.

He remembered it like it was yesterday. Heck, he could never forget it even if he tried.

You found Riki head down, crying alone in the dance practice room and you were immediately by his side. He was having an internal crisis.

It had been a few months since he had debuted and everything was going so well. ENHYPEN was popular. But his Korean was barely up to par, he couldn't keep up with everything that was going on, it was fuzzy in his head, people were commenting on his ethnicity and his looks in ways that discriminated him, he missed authentic Japanese food, he missed his annoying sisters, he missed his dad, his mom... he missed home. God, in that moment, he just wanted to go home.

You sat next to him, listening to all his worries quietly. By the time he was finished, he looked up at you with puffy red eyes that made your heart ache and apologised for burdening you with his problems.

He actually apologised.

For a moment, you were speechless.

So being an experienced person (well a year by age and a few more by career), you did what anyone else would do. Well, you hoped.

You wiped the remaining tears off of his face with your thumb and held his hands with yours. You looked him directly in the eye and told him, "You having nothing to be sorry about, Riki-ah. This... this is all normal to feel. To some extent, I know how you feel. I promise you that you'll get through this. I'll be by your side the entire time, hmm? I'm won't leave you alone. I promise."

With that, you brought him into a hug that he reciprocated. And this was the very moment Riki began to have feelings for you. After all of that and with everything you had done for him, how could he not like you?

Riki's frustration was beginning to peak. Ever since you told him you were giving him space, he had decided to the complete opposite. He was going to be up in your business 24 fucking 7 (if he could).

If you were going to sit away him, Riki would make his hyungs move so he could sit right next to you.

You were too far from him? He'd drag your chair close to him.

Your poor text response rate? Unannounced, Riki would walk into the room, rest his head on your lap, and scroll through TikTok, showing you all the videos he found funny.

But he needed to up his game. They say that flirting is a mastery of sort. It takes time, skill, finesse, if you will. Riki, however, is a fast learner.

"Cute hoodie, noona. But you'd look better in mine."

Backstage, you found him waiting outside your dressing room, on his phone. You sighed, shaking your head. "You're a living nightmare, Riki. You know that?"

Riki looked up from his phone, a smirk tugging away at his lips. His eyes grinned at you with their hanging lids. "So you do dream about me? That's nice to know."

When you gave him your most miffed expression, a soft laugh fell from his lips. "You look so cute when you're mad, noona."

The other time you were at HYBE cafeteria. You had finally given into your stomach's needs after slugging away for hours at a song. You spotted a nice yellow iced cupcake... it was calling your name. Just as you went to pick it up, Riki's hand intervened. His fingers brushed against yours, making you immediately retract your fingers. "R-Riki... yah, I was going to get that."

"I know," Riki said, amused by your flustered expression. "I'm going to get it for you."

Then came RIIZE's Anton. An idol who happened to be the same age, also produced music, also spoke English, had the most softest voice known to mankind, devilishly handsome, tall without stupid vitamins... and happened to be shipped heavily with you by everyone and their mother.

Also known as: Riki's worst enemy.

You were both coming out of the studio when Riki had caught the both of you on the way. From how he saw things, he didn't like it one bit. He didn't like the eye-smile Anton had when he looked at you nor did he like the smile you had at the poor joke he had cracked.

Hands shoved in his pockets, Riki stopped in front of you, interrupting your conversation. "Oh, hey, noona."

"Hmm? Oh, hey, Riki. Anton, this is–"

Completely ignoring the Boston-born but moved to New Jersey whatever-the-fuck guy, Riki just smiled at you. "Noona, you look so pretty today. What's the occasion? Me?"

You went home and screamed in your pillow that day (and apologised profusely to Anton (he said it was okay because anyone with a single brain cell could tell you and Riki were close)).

You had had enough.

The next day you had stomped into the dance practice room with Riki and Jungwon following after you because you had met them just as you were entering. Closing the door, you turned to your childhood friend who was placing his bag down.

With one hand pointing to Riki, "Tell him to stop it."

Jungwon raised a brow, looking at you incredulously. "Stop... what exactly?"

"I– stop... stop this," You stressed when Riki shuffled closer to you.

Jungwon looked at you helplessly. He knew how you felt. But he also know how Riki felt. In fact, he was the one who suggested him to be more obvious with his feelings... resulting in this. Clearly, Riki had misunderstood being obvious with being a bit more invasive. Probably, Jungwon's fault... What you two needed to do was communication.

Just as Jungwon opened his mouth again, he watched you push Riki so he stood a metre away from you. "Stay over there."

So much for communication.

Riki pursed his lips, pretending to ponder your suggestion. He took a step closer to you. "But I want to be next to you."

Your eye twitched in frustration. "Riki!" You cried out, balling your fists around the invisible air with annoyance. "Can't you just stop? I told you... you need space. With everything that's being going on for three years... I'm worried about you."

All the humour that was sported by Riki had disappeared in the matter of seconds. He chewed down on his lip, eyes darting around the room, registering what you had just said. He sucked in a sharp breath. "I'm not a kid, noona. Not anymore. I'm older. I have thoughts. and... I have feelings too."

You blinked, letting out an exasperated sigh. "I know but... I just... I just wanted you to gave some space. Some time to think for yourself as a person. It's important for you."

Riki's tongue poked the inside of his cheek. His eyes fell to you, meeting your tired gaze directly. "You said you'd never leave me alone."

Your eyes suddenly softened at his words while your heart ached. "Riki-ah, I'm not–"

"You promised, noona," Riki whispered, a flash of hurt crossing him. He took a step closer while you took another back. "You're afraid of something."

You furrowed your brows. "W-What? I'm not afraid–" You started to defend yourself but Riki cut you off again, not heeding to the warnings Jungwon was calling out.

"No, you are. What are you so afraid of, noona? Tell me... we can fix together. This time I'll help you," Riki persuaded, still inching towards you.

"Riki," You breathed out. God, you were a mess. All you emotions were everywhere. You didn't know what to think... what to say. "Why are you making this so difficult?"

Riki's hands stretched out, encasing yours with his. "I'm not making anything difficult. I think you're just in denial. In denial that I really like you. In denial that you like me just as much."

Your heart skipped a beat at the sudden confrontation. The guard you had built for the past few weeks had come flying down after taking every hit from Riki. "I... I don't wont you to feel uncomfortable," You confessed, "I don't won't you to feel pressured because I'm older than you... because of everything we've done together."

"Noona, I–" Riki's shoulders fell at your admission. God, the fact you were even thinking of that was entirely disheartening. "I don't feel pressured at all. You could never make me feel uncomfortable. I– you're the only person in the universe who actually makes me feel comfortable. No offence, hyung."

Jungwon raised his hands, gesturing his acceptance and dismissal at the same time.

Riki kept his eyes on you, hands tightening around yours. "I'm grateful for everything you've done for me but that's not the only reason I like you. I wish you could see yourself the way I see you. You might not know it but you welcome everyone with open arms, the most beautiful woman I know, but don't tell my mom that, you're so smart, hardworking, caring... you make me want to be a better person. You make me happy, noona."

You blinked rapidly. Were you dreaming right now? Was this a prank of some sort? You removed your hands from Riki's, using the tips of your fingers to pinch your skin of your wrist. A small yelp slipped past your mouth.

Riki jumped slightly, startled. His hands immediately returned to yours, gently rubbing the affected area. "Noona," He chuckled, "This is real. All of it's real. My feelings for you are real."

"Just making sure," You laughed softly before sighing. A wave of heat washed over you and your mouth felt dry. What were you to say now? How do you respond to something so silly yet so valid?

"You can just say you like me, noona," Riki said, eyes beaming down at you in amusement.

Of course you had said that out loud.

You sucked in a sharp breath, slowly exhaling. "I... I like you, Riki," You mumbled.

Riki narrowed his eyes. "I can't hear you," He teased, grinning from ear to ear.

"Nope, nope." You retracted your hands. "I take it back. I'm taking it back... right now."

Riki laughed, reaching out for your hand, only to pull you into a hug. He lifted you gently, spinning you around with pure happiness rushing into his brain.

"Riki," You cried out, "I'm going to feel sick," You said, even though a full blown smile was on your face.

"It's okay," He retorted back, slowly coming to a stop and putting you back on the floor. "If you do..." His hand darted out to push back your hair behind your ear. "I'll take care of you. I promise."

After a brief minute, Riki turned to the empty area where Jungwon once stood. "Where did hyung go?"

"I think he left after you said I was beautiful," You cooed.

A flush of red tinted Riki's ears and cheeks. He folded his arms, getting defensive. "I... Well... it's true!"

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luviwon · 2 months

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MY FAVOURITE SECRET LOVER y.jw [양정원]

no. 1: if you think i'm pretty, lay your hands on me

genre: smut & wordcount: 1.7k

warnings: switch!secretary¡jungwon, switch!manager¡reader, cheating, some nicknames, oral sex (reader receiving), no romantical feelings involved and vague mentions of other idols;

a/n: like and repost if you'd enjoyed, love. i'm also a sucker for reviews, so if you have anything nice to say, would love to hear! i also recommend reading this oneshot while listening to the song with the same title! (if you think i'm pretty – artemas) it hits different.

"i'm so glad today is over" you said as you entered your office, throwing your bag on the couch and sinking in your leather chair. "do we have a tight schedule for tomorrow, mister yang?"

the boy followed you into the room, and checked the papers in his hands before giving you an answer. he looked up and down on a couple of sheets, finishing his task with a simple smile on his face. "fortunately, not at all! although, i need to remind you that the day after tomorrow is your wedding anniversary, madam. any upcoming events i need to fill in regarding it?"

"as if" you chuckled, rotating in your chair a few times. "don't worry too much about it, mister yang, you will have the day off"

jungwon looked at you curiously. he couldn't quite comprehend how he could get a day off after he's just been back from his holiday. "i'm sorry, madam, are you certain?"

"i'm positive"

you chuckled again as you relaxed your legs on the office desk, one leg on top of the other, biting your gel nails gently. a habit you couldn't really get rid of, although you were trying really hard to. you looked over at your obedient secretary, standing up next to your desk with a naive smile on his face. he looked so handsome, especially today. his cat eyes would barely blink, his gaze being perpetually all over you.

"do you think i'm pretty, mister yang?"

"pardon?" jungwon's eyes became bigger, his mouth opening slightly. he was ready for anything, but not for that. that's why he sat silent, staring at your face, probably waiting for you to repeat your question. he must have heard wrongly.

your legs didn't rest long before they were put on the floor again, standing up in the uncomfortable heels you've been wearing all day. you fixed your skirt as you walked towards jungwon. the boy was just analysing every step you made, gulping while not letting his smile fade.

getting as close as possible, you raised your left hand, moving it closer to his face. you stared into his eyes, you could have sworn he was not blinking. his eyes were deep and hypnotising, you could have fallen down on the floor. would he have caught you? his cologne smelt so good. something like summer floral, not too strong though. just if you got close enough, and you were as close as possible.

jungwon did not move either. he was just staring at you, his lips opening again to start and say something smart, but your pointing finger covered it quickly, as in making him shut up. you knew him way too good, and you won't let him ruin this.

"if you think i'm pretty, lay your hands me"

the boy was still quite processing what was going on, but he couldn't help it. nervously, jungwon placed his left hand on your waist, holding the papers in the spare one. his palm held your body strong and then softly, but his hand never left your pretty waist. he did indeed answer your question now.

"considering you only used one hand, am i just half pretty, mister yang?" you teased him, grabbing the papers he was holding, and throwing them on the desk next to you. "you have no more excuses"

jungwon didn't need any. he placed his right hand on your waist too, before it went down your hips and thighs. his warm yet masculine hand grabbed your thigh hard, lifting your leg up next to his body. you gulped, meaning to cross your legs but couldn't. he didn't let go of your thigh for a second. your waist was left alone by both of his hands now, his left one travelling all the way up to your shirt's collar, slipping his fingers slyly underneath it and pulling it more onto the side.

"how come mr. sim didn't leave any marks on your beautiful neck, madam?"

"jungwon-,"

"should i make up for his wrong doing?"

jungwon's naive smile turned into a smirk, and before you knew it, you could feel his cold but soft lips touching your exposed neck, leaving wet marks on your skin. it was a feeling you hadn't experienced in so long, you were craving to feel it over and over again. it was absolutely magical, his lips were like no one else's. you wanted more and more as he kept making out with your neck, biting your skin with his sharp teeth and sucking the skin until it started to have a violet tint to it.

you bit your lips, trying to keep your moans hidden behind your mouth. he shouldn't know how good he makes you feel, would he take advantage of that?

"you are not just pretty, madam, you are gorgeous" he whispered into your ear, moving back and looking into your eyes. he smiled innocently, like he didn't just leave countless hickeys on your neck. he glanced at them and his eyes widened. did he go to far?

"oh, goodness. i couldn't stop myself, i'm incredibly sorry. i'll go and order your favourite concelear with urgent delivery, immediately. mr. sim will not be happy to see this, i'm worried"

you couldn't help but softly laugh at his reaction. he was getting all nervous and scared for his life. you, honestly, couldn't care even less than this. nor about your useless husband, always away from home, always secretive, showing only a lack of affection and care for you. you couldn't remember the last time he made you feel like this, like jungwon did in a couple of seconds. him finding out would be your last concern.

"what about we put him aside and focus more on this, mister yang?"

he nodded, grabbing your hand and leading you towards the chair. he pushed you carefully into it while loosening his tie. he looked so damn hot in this second, with his messy hair and craving eyes. his innocence disappeared for one second, so did your skirt that was pulled down and thrown away by your secretary, revealing a pretty pair of white panties, just as he liked.

you felt pretty wet already, and your panties showed it. as jungwon noticed, the bulge in his pants grew bigger, biting his lower lip. but it wasn't about him, it was about making you feel good. you were the boss here, he was just being given instructions. jungwon got on his knees, looking up at you while his fingers reached your wet fabric, and how wet was that.

"i know you can't stop thinking about it, madam. i'll make you feel good, to prove how pretty you are to me"

without second thoughts, his fingers slipped underneath your panties, only to pull them to the side while rubbing his hand against your pussy. although only for a second, the feeling of his hand touching your sensitive spot just sent you a shiver. you couldn't help it. and you were close to turning into the nervous, scared one. not because you'd be worried about your husband finding out, but because you had no idea how you would survive without this every day.

without yang jungwon teasing your wet and needy pussy.

"may i?" jungwon asked, his mouth almost reaching your private, yet his gaze not breaking the eye contact. he had to make sure you wanted to and felt comfortable, too. and you did, thus your nodding was enough of a green signal for him to innocently lick your clit a few times before sucking on it, not as softly as expected.

his technique was harsh but causing so much pleasure at the same time. your clit did nothing but get all swollen and red from the nice sucking jungwon gave you, however he did not stop there. he was taught to finish his task, before going to play, so placing a sweet kiss on your clit, he burried his face into your pussy, loudly eating you out. holding your ass in his hands, he kept dragging you closer, not being able to get enough of your taste.

you threw your head back, moaning his name with your fingers lost in his messy hair. you crossed your legs around his neck, pushing him deeper and letting louder moans out. at this point, everyone in the department would have heard you already, but wasn't that the best part? for people to know who makes you cum so well?

jungwon did anything but got tired, as his mouth did not take a break from devouring his dessert.

"jungwo- your tongue feels so good"

hearing that, the boy only got an ego boost, which only made him take all of your pussy in his mouth, taking it in aggressively and hungrily. he needed you so much now that he had you. he wanted more and more and nothing would have been enough, besides living with his face between your legs.

no long passed until you could feel your pussy feeling so good, an absolute unexplainable feeling, making you hold onto his hair harder and arch your back on the office chair. jungwon moaned into your pussy, acknowledging you were getting close to making him so proud. instead of going faster or slower, harder and softer, he just kept his speed and method, knowing already that's what you needed.

that's all you needed.

it took you one second to relieve your orgasm inside his mouth, yet he did not stop but overstimulated you by continuing to eat you out. the echoes of your moans could be heard in the entire empty room. you couldn't face it anymore, it was too good that you might pass out. you pushed him gently, and he understood, standing up again with his innocent smile on his face one more time.

innocent my ass. you tried to fix your breathing, however it was hard to even think about fixing it. cumming feels good, but cumming with him? that's another kind of pleasure. you just stayed in the chair, not moving an inch from your comfortable position. you closed your eyes and smiled to yourself too. how did that actually happen?

"i'll make sure to fill in upcoming events for your wedding anniversary, madam. i'm just worried mr. sim might have to be excluded" said jungwon, picking up your skirt from the floor and handing it to you.

you instantly opened your eyes, witnessing how his naive smile turned into a sly smirk.

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enhaeven · 3 months

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— polaroid love | yang jungwon

pairing: jungwon x reader

genre: fluff, romance, high school!au

word count: 1.5k

summary: wherein a series of polaroid pictures may be helping you realize your feelings towards jungwon

warnings: none really, just two mild swear words XD

a/n: i pulled memories from years ago for this but yeah it's been a while lol happy 20th to my baby wonie 🥺, wishing you the best for this milestone of your life 💕

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"take pictures of me"

a high pitched voice alerts you at once, and it's unfortunately too cute for you to ignore each time he asks you that same phrase when you have a polaroid camera in your hands.

at any chance he gets.

you don’t mind it now, already getting used to the times when Jungwon would just come up to you for basically anything. in the past, you used to question why he acts like this towards you when he doesn’t to others. you’ve grown fond of him, his habits rather but that doesn’t mean that you don’t whisk him away each time he’s near you, be it during lunch or after school clubs.

he’s not hard to love really, with the way he cares for someone and how thoughtful he is in everything that he does, it’s no wonder that anyone would immediately fall in love with him easily.

not you, or yet you think. you’re not really sure at this point though your heart does this weird thing whenever he says your name these days. what’s strange is that you’ve known this as a sign since you’ve fallen in love before but you couldn’t figure out why you’ve been resisting it.

it’s definitely a you problem, not his but you don’t know what to do.

lunch is the only time where you can do this. developing the pictures from your polaroid which mostly consist of Jungwon posing cutely in each of them. honestly, you’ve been questioning why cause really could’ve deleted them but here you are instead, just because he’s been asking about it.

he was adamant about needing to have his own copies since he loves posting on socials.

and you, for whatever reason eventually complied, even choosing to do it now and here at school of all times.

looking at them one by one right now, you reminisce the times Jungwon made your heart race as you pick each one of the polaroid pictures. your heart races even more which freaks you out again even though you’re alone in this empty classroom so no one’s here to see you like this.

you’re dumb. really dumb for doing your best to not fall in love with him because it’s pointless. no one could blame you really with the amount of immature guys your age but Yang Jungwon’s different.

it’s funny how you’ve only realized it now, though you can’t exactly pinpoint when it started since you may have been feeling something for him without realizing it. this is not even complicated unlike your previous ones and you’re surprisingly loving the vibe of it, the feeling of falling in love.

you must’ve been staring at them intently that you didn’t realize someone was entering the room and sneaking up on you.

“do you finally love me?” the very familiar voice asks behind you and you let out a surprise shriek, getting up from the chair to give some distance from him.

“what the hell!” you’re not really annoyed but more so mortified that he, out of all people caught you at this kind of vulnerable moment.

“answer the question y/n~” he starts as he leans a bit, tilting his head with a playful smile which you find very adorable.

and now you’re having a hard time suppressing the urge to smile back, hoping your face is not obvious but you already couldn’t look Jungwon in the eye.

"uh, what makes you say that?" you ask, trying to subdue your nerves by talking as calmly as you can as you return your gaze to him, to those very beautiful eyes of his.

eyes that caught yours in the first place.

"you have that look in your eyes..." he tells you with a teasing lilt in his voice, eyes shifting to his polaroid pictures laying on the desk.

what look dammit. is he really gonna make you confess right now—

"it's okay to admit it y/n…” he adds before looking back at you, eyes searching for something, probably a confirmation so you shoot him a glare in return. it’s a facade really to hide your embarrassment but it washed away quickly when you heard him say "i love you back anyways" quietly.

you were so stunned at his sudden declaration that you didn’t even realize he ran away before you could confront him about it.

so silly, you chuckle at his antics.

you’re debating if you should follow him or not but before you can decide, the bell rang so you had to hurry out to not miss the next period.

after your last class of the day, you immediately ditch your friends to look for Jungwon. they didn’t mind, not even asking you why though they probably have an inkling already after seeing you being restless at class earlier.

you have to catch Jungwon before he goes home, cause you might not be able to do this after today. fortunately, to your relief he’s still here, sitting by the benches outside with two of his close friends.

approaching their table, you dropped his polaroid pictures without a word which surprised everyone at the table, but not much for Jungwon.

he never thought you’d approach him first because it’s always been the other way around but he should’ve seen it coming when he ran away from you earlier. he wonders why you’re here other than the pictures, it couldn’t be just that, right?

“oh let’s look at these” his younger friend Riki suddenly picks one of the photos, looking at them with an amused smile.

for the first time, Jungwon feels shy because those pictures are specifically for you. he posed cutely in them for the sole purpose of wooing you but Riki’s like a younger brother to him since he only has an older sister so he doesn’t really mind. he met the latter from the dance club, easily befriending him when they both got closer due to being chosen to represent their school in the local dance competition against other schools.

“you look cute in them wonie!” his other friend, Sunoo adds, examining the rest of the pictures with adoration. he’s from a year above you both while Riki’s from a year below. but because Jungwon’s done summer school for some courses that made him pretty much more advanced than his peers, he’s sharing a few classes with Sunoo this school year.

“jungwon, can i talk to you for a minute?”

it’s already embarrassing to approach them this way when he’s clearly in some serious talks with his friends but you had no choice. it’s now or never.

“sure!” he turns to his friends excitedly, about to say goodbye but Sunoo smiles brightly at you both, returning the pictures on the table before grabbing the complaining Riki with him as they both leave to let you guys talk.

you smile gratefully in return, waving at them as they leave. you wouldn’t want those two to witness whatever more embarrassing things you might say to their friend. those two are already known in your school with Sunoo having quite a lot of friends and Riki’s status due to his dance achievements but you’ve never really talked to them before.

facing Jungwon now, you watch the challenging look in his eyes. but you didn’t miss the knowing smile, hoping it’s not because he already knew what all this is going to be.

“can you be my valentine?” you say as fast as you can to fight your increasing heartbeat. the nerves did go away when his smile turned into shock.

your question did surprise Jungwon a lot. he thought that you were here to talk about his quick confession earlier but he didn’t think that you’d ask him this.

he was actually planning a grandiose proposal to ask you even knowing that you could reject him.

but somehow Jungwon’s assured that you won’t. he’s indeed been annoying and clinging to you since the beginning of last year to get your attention but you’ve been softening to him lately so he’s confident and he was right.

“can you be mine too?”

“i asked first”

“well, i was going to ask you” he countered. “that’s why i was talking to Sunoo-hyung and Riki” he added.

“oh” you pause, nodding in understanding as a genuine smile appears on your face but your eyes hold that mischievous glint that Jungwon immediately recognized.

“but now you ruined it” he continues, now sulking a bit with his lips jutting out which made you laugh a little.

"how could i ruin it when it's for me?" you deadpan, your tone and smile teasing him further, causing his face to slowly become red.

"you asked me first and i said yes first so mine's more valid than yours," he says indignantly, huffing as he looks away from you which you find cute.

“okay wonie, let’s see how grand this surprise of yours is” you relent, stepping closer to him before planting a quick peck on his cheeks, making Jungwon’s eyes widen.

the boy’s totally flustered, which erupts another hearty giggle from you. he never thought you’d call him that let alone kiss him so he’s having a mix of delight and content of you reciprocating his feelings.

“i love you won” you add softly, looking sincerely into his eyes before walking away, leaving him still speechless at where he’s standing.

maybe it’s too early to tell him that but with how long you’ve been repressing this feeling, you’re pretty sure this time that it's certainly more than just a crush.

e/n: idk how i wrote this really cuz this is so out of my comfort zone since it's the first time that i've written an only fluff fic so i hope it's okay 😅. btw i based OC's inner turmoil on pola XD

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hoonvrs · 11 months

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NOONA — 43: virgin with a capital P (+written 0.4k)

repetitive heavy bangs came from the front door, one quickly following after the last without a second in between, "stop trying to break the door, what is wrong with yo-"

yns sentence quickly got interrupted when a figure decided to tackle her into a hug the second he saw the door creak open, and although she had never been too fond of physical touch she found her arms wrapping tight around the blonde boy.

"oh my god, you’re actually here," peeking his head out to look at her, "you’re actually back."

"well yeah. was meant to be a surprise until i was some other girl touching up on you," yn rolled her eyes playfully trying to push sunghoon off her — if he even allowed her. she felt him internally panicking trying to pull her closer.

"no! you know its not like it come on," he sulked, giving her his best puppy eyes. "i was trying to get away but she was being pushy and you know i only care about you."

petting him a few times on the head, "yeah, yeah i know. cant really blame her though, blonde really suits you." running her hand through the strands of his newly dyed hair, watching the blonde move with each stroke of her hands.

"you like it?" sunghoon asked stupidly, who in their right mind would not like it. not yn. he looked at her as if his question even garnered a different response.

"id be blind not you, you look good."

"better than jake?"

"you little shit," she giggled, "can we get away from the front door my leg is cramping." yn tried to walk back into the living room, a task she found hard to do with a specific blonde boy who showed no signs of letting her go anytime soon. "you gonna let me go or what?"

all he did was shake his head, his intentions were clear from the start pulling a fake groan from yn, "okay well, i’ve been up for almost twenty hours i’m taking a nap."

"ohh, cuddling. didn’t know you liked me like that noona," he winked, finding her annoyance amusing.

"okay. leave me then and let me sleep alone," she pushed him away jokingly, laying on the sofa ready to sleep.

"NO! you cant sleep without me," he whined, laying beside her stiff.

already feeling sunghoons previous awkwardness around her start to return"you can hold me you know. i don’t mind." she whispered, but soon she felt arms wrapping around her waist and a head nuzzling into her chest, "now sleep, i’m tired."

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SYNOPSIS: park sunghoon experienced love at first sight when he first laid eyes on his friends older sister. a series of sunghoon desperately trying to do anything in his power to get the girl and yang jungwon cockblocking him for funsies.

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pieroulette · 11 months

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FIVE KITTENS + ONE = CAN I BE YOUR KITTEN TOO?

2023 | 13+ | ONESHOT | YANG JUNGWON × READER

SUMMARY as a lifelong and dedicated anti-kitten, you didn't expect that looking after your older sister's cat shop was a downright bliss—but shock is an underestimation when a human incarnation of a kitten appeared before you, slowly blinking at you with it's boba eyes.

AUTHOR'S NOTE cough cough.. the amount of 'kitten' titles in my jw oneshots 😗 also a celebration for 1000+ followers! :D

cats. kittens. endless purring. being smothered with adorableness was beyond your limit to function properly. okay, you take back your words that you hate kittens. you love them, you absolutely love them.

how can someone blame you for initially despising kittens though? when you've seen nothing but wicked kittens glaring at you down and hissing with their creepy arching back, you swore that was a tight stare down as you tried to escape it's wrath.

but how horrendous it is that your sister had been gatekeeping you from her heavenly kittens (not really), you had a week off from your devil of a boss and got to visit your sister after awhile.

unfortunately, she had matters to settle for two weeks and had to travel to another state which is miles away and had asked for you to look after her cat shop. being the anti-kitten you are, you smashed her request with a humongous imaginary hammer.

but it's safe to say that you've been bribed by a ticket to your favourite kpop idol's concert, immediately falling on your knees and praying enormously to your older sister's smug looking statue.

goosebumps initially riled over your arms, neck, legs, let's just say your entire soul when you pushed open the shop's screen door. you expected the vile creatures inside to immediately hiss and devour you but to your utter shock, they smothered you with kisses!

so here you are now, on your fifth day of nothing but utter bliss with your babies. thumbing through the pages of the magazine you took under the shelf after feeding the kittens, some of them finished early much to your amusement and quickly went to your side. oh what kind of merits have you done in your previous life to receive such adorableness?

contented, you fell into deep slumber with the kittens on your lap.

the bell rang, signifying a person's arrival—your ears failed to catch the sound of the footsteps as you were deep in your dreamland of hopping along on the puffy clouds with the kittens

"hm?" the person putted his palms on his knees as he lowers himself a tad bit to gain a closer look to your face. fixing his posture back, he roamed around the shop—sticking his finger in the cages as he cooed at the purring kittens.

humming to himself as he took a seat on one of the chairs, taking his time as he thumbed through his social media, and reading his groupchat's texts—replying back before his reflected boba eyes lifted on your slumber form, his eyelashes fluttered as he slowly blinks at you.

your eyes shot wide open for no particular reason, groaning as you fell asleep for more than you need. your head throbbing as you clasped it, looking around for your kittens until your sleepy eyes fell on—huh—you rubbed your eyes and squinted hard at the humongous cat before you, why the heck is it so big and tall? and why does it have a hoodie on with pants, cats aren't suppose to wear one, don't they?

"hi."

d-did it just say hi to you? the realisation sank into your sleeping soul as you screamed at the humongous kitten sitting on the chair across you. "fuck! why are you so big!" the rest of the kittens on your lap flew to the air, surprised by your sudden raise of voice.

the humongous kitten's boba eyes ogled at your chosen words, frozen at the spot as it stuttered terribly.

wait?! did you accidentally feed one of your kittens way too much? holy shit—what are you supposed to do now? did you just raise a titan that would devour the entire world? oh my god—oh wait— it isn't a... cat tho?

oh. it's a boy. not a kitten. oh shit, how seriously embarrassing is this?! stuttering in a low tone. "uh, welcome. is there anything i can help you with?"

an awkward silence engulfed the room before the boy burst out into an adorable giggle, his cheeks growing like a puffing steamed bun as he raised his fist up to his lips. his boba eyes crinkling into glowing crescents which had you screaming in your mind—holy shit, why there's a cute guy here?!

"you must have a really nice dream to think that i was a kitten." his voice laced with giggles shoot Cupid's arrow to your rampant heart.

"u-uh, i don't know?" you pressed your lips tight awkwardly.

"i thought you said you hate kittens though?"

your eyes widened in pure shock, with your fangirling mode switching into ultra protection mode. "huh, how did you know! wait, are you a stalker?!"

"woah, woah. chill, a bit? i got to hear it from your sister, she told me—"

"wait you know my sister?"

"yeah, i'm her friend. and she called me awhile ago if i could check on you for some reasons."

your eyes sparkled upon the quick speed of your realisation, clasping your hands together as you reminisce the glowing aura of your sister. "was she worried about my me?"

"no. she was worried you're going to bury the kittens."

"ugh, never mind." you rolled your eyes before the shattered holy image of your sister, internally screaming at her for doubting your clean-ass reputation. your neck grew goosebumps when you realise the boy still had his boba orbs fixated on you.

"w-what you looking at?" your eyes darted all around the space before swaying your hand before the bot. "shoo shoo!"

he burst into another giggle once again, amused. "seriously, you're still treating me like a kitten. for your information, the proper name is mr. yang. kindly call me that, instead of shoo shoo, will ya?"

"okay, mr. yang! how long did my sister exactly ask for you to be here?" you frowned, "i assume that checking on me means going after two minutes of being here, so what are you still doing here?"

"ouch, getting rid of me so quick?"

"if that's what you'd like to hear, then yes."

"god." his low voice gave goosebumps to you for the nth time. "give me a break, i just got back from work. tired, you know?" jungwon stood up, and the kittens on the floor grabbed onto his pants—climbing utterly fast till his hips. "plus the kittens seems to like me, don't you think?"

"i had no idea what my sister fed them to the point they're unbelievably comfy with people, actually. So don't get too high on yourself." nonchalantly replying you did as you observe the kittens, or maybe him.

"nah, the kittens surely likes me." his eyelashes fluttered up along his boba eyes to look at you. "but how about you?" mischievous smirk adorning his soft pink lips along with his boba eyes gazing deep into your soul. w-what the heck is he pulling with such good freaking looks?!

"u-uh?"

"i was asking if you like me too," jungwon lifted the kitten, pressing a gentle kiss on its head with his eyes still on you. "cause you've been blushing for quite awhile now."

"ha! that was the heat, you got really some awful tendencies to flirt with people you just met huh?" you scoffed as you brushed the kittens back with the hairbrush. "just like these little fellas."

"however.. cats don't ease up easily to people they don't particularly like." jungwon pouted in a playful manner, carrying the kittens in his arms as he slowly approached you. "cats also know very well who they want."

your cheeks flushed into an utter mess, looking away from his once adorable boba eyes that held the melody of a siren. he stopped before your sitting form, lowering himself down as he slowly placed the purring kitten on your lap.

"i don't know your name yet, mind telling me?"

"we're not friends, why would i?"

he pouted immensely, as he patted the kitten on your lap. "how cruel, well then. can i be your friend?"

"no thanks."

smirking he did as he gestured his index finger at the kittens. "then.. one, two— three, four—"

"counting for what?" you raise your eyebrow suspiciously. "if you're thinking to steal them, then scrap the idea."

"five." he hummed in utter delightment, "i'm actually counting how many kittens you had on your lap right now."

you had no idea what this cat-like boy were up to, that mischievous smirk never leaving his lips had you feeling so many things.

placing his chin on his palms, "ah. since you don't want me to be your friend, then.. since there's five kittens here, I wonder if i can be your kitten too?"

your cheeks heated up with his choice of words, your mind scrambled over whether he had gone insane. "w-what are you—"

whatever you're about to say though had gone to ashes, as you caught onto his boba eyes slowly blinking at you, his cheeks blooming into pink shade as his lips pulling up into another mischievous smirk. "the name's jungwon just so you have a name to call whenever you want me."

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tokiiee · 11 months

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mcing with their crush — enhypen

enha’s reaction to mcing with their crush : pairing ot7 x idol!reader genre fluff, romance, reaction cw gn!idol!reader, lowercase on purpose ( archive )

lee heeseung ( 이희승 )

from the moment he opens his mouth he’s flirting. he’s just taking his chances, cheekily smiling when you get embarrassed and start to blush at his boldness. hee is actually so nervous though, covering it up with all the flirty comments and compliments. ( immediately embarrassed when someone points out how much he’s flirting )

park jongseong ( 박종성 )

it’s hard to say.. I’d see him being very professional while recording, but when the cameras off or you guys are in the dressing rooms he’s very friendly and smiley. i don’t see him talking about anything but the stuff that is on the card on camera. of course he’d want to, it’s just he’s trying to be professional so when you guys are backstage or off camera expect him to be trying to get to know you and compliment you for your skills as an mc.

sim jaeyun ( 심재윤 )

he might be a big fan of you, but he manages to keep his excitement to himself. the only problem is.. the other members are teasing him because of his fanboy behavior around the dorms. anyways going back to when you are mcing together.. he’s smiling the whole time, making lots of eye contact with you ( even though he’s blushing and trying to keep his composure ) he just wants to make a good impression in front of you.

park sunghoon ( 박성훈 )

he is nervous, but he's doing his best to hide it. he knows everything is being recorded so he tries to maintain his composure. however on the inside his heart is pounding and skipping beats. despite that he’s nervous, he’s determined to make the most out of mcing with you. he doesn’t want to mess up his time talking to you because it’s something he’s been waiting to happen for a long time

kim seonwoo ( 김선우 )

extra smiley and happy from the moment he stands next to you. his smile doubles in size when you talk to him before the recording starts. he becomes super focused on making a good impression, wanting to show you the best version of himself. overall he comes off relaxed and the interaction is very natural and comfortable.

yang jungwon ( 양정원 )

wonnie is so cute, determined to impress you and won’t let you down when it comes to doing an mc performance together. he’s very open about how much he enjoys your music and shocks you while talking about how big of a fan he is, but after getting over his fanboy moment ( which was very natural actually ) he gets back into mc mode, being professional now that he’s told you everything he’s ever wanted to say. ( cutie ) ><!!

nishimura riki ( 西村力 )

this boy is the most composed, putting on the best facade that you are just another person, idol, colleague. he avoids eye contact though, trying to keep a straight face and professional demeanor.. but, all of this completely cracks after he hears your voice and sweet laugh because niki is turning his head away from the camera to hide his blush and cheeky smile. he's so cute:((

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filmbyjy · 1 year

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enhypen reaction to accidentally hitting their s/o's boob? btw i love your writings very much 👍👍❤️

a/n: aww thank you for loving my writings🫶🏻 but anyways! this is gonna be crack and i’m so sorry😵‍💫

WARNINGS: sex is mention but like no smut duh. it’s used in a more crack way.

enhypen reacts to: accidentally hitting their s/o’s boobs

| LEE HEESEUNG

I feel like there is two ways heeseung can react…

one: he is a dork

he is going to be soooo shy

like *smack* and he stays frozen in his seat

“uh hehe.” is all he manages to say

seriously he is so adorable :(

but like obviously he apologises like he hit the tiddies, it’s a pretty sensitive area you know

also blushes profusely bc baby shy shy

two: the shit head

smirks after hitting the boobs

like boy, I swear to god

he might just nonchalantly say, "it's mine to touch anyways."

BOY

EXCUSE YOU??

| PARK JONGSEONG

definitely going to apologise

gentleman as fuck

*smack*

"oh sorry babe."

you can't even be mad at him :(

"it's alright, jongseong ^_^."

anything for you my king😍

i'm sorry, the jay biased is showing

okay but i do think at times though he hits your boobs accidentally, he may smirk

just a teeny tiny smirk

i'd say jay has a preference for boobs but he ain't picky. he likes ass too. too much?

he does like laying on your chest though. no matter the size of your boobs.

overall, he doesn’t think dirty at all. he just apologises.

| SIM JAEYUN

overall, jake is a gentleman

like ignore the red flags he exhibits during concerts

he is truly a gentleman

so he is like heeseung a little

for one part, he will 100% apologise bc he feels bad

and besides it hurts

“oh, sorry babe.”

the other part however…

“soft tiddies.”

like? why?

I mean sure since you are his girlfriend, he technically can touch it. only if you are comfortable

but like?? it’s so random how he blurts it out after hitting it on accident

| PARK SUNGHOON

being the dork he is

i’d say he’d act the same like jake

sure, he is shy

but that persona appears only if you just started dating him

*blushes* “I am so sorry, princess.”

see he is sweet

but oh lord, catch him 1 year later and you bet he doesn’t apologise for shit

“whoops.”

it’s all he says before continuing about his day

that is until he comments on it

“oh right, I hit your boobs. did it hurt? oh, it did? sorry. however, you did say during sex you liked to be roughly manhandled. I thought the pain would be over the top. I’ve done worse. you couldn’t walk the next d-”

bro what has that got to do with hitting your boobs😀

you just rolled your eyes and walked away from him bc boy what the hell

| KIM SUNOO

he will apologise

i’m sorry if you were expecting something big

but this man is too sweet

he wouldn’t harm a single fly

okay maybe bugs he would harm but he wouldn’t harm you

he loves you so he isn’t just gonna fly pass that he hit your boobs

“OH MY GOD, IM SO SORRY. DOES IT HURT??”

okay maybe too worried

| YANG JUNGWON

he will blush

he didn’t mean to hit it

like he was talking about his day while being pretty expressive with his gestures

and then…

*smack*

he looks at you with widened eyes, his cheeks turning red and shit

“sorry.”

then he looks away shyly

aww :(( he looked too cute that you just brushed the pain off

“no it’s okay, won. it was barely a hit, I didn’t feel anything.”

which was a lie bc goddamn it was a hard smack

but anything for jungwon🧎🏻‍♀️

| NISHIMURA RIKI

since ni-ki is a child

he didn’t mean to smack it

he probably just was so into his game that he shoves you and accidentally hit your boobs

you of course groaned in pain

bc goddamn that was a hard shove

“ni-ki! YOU SMACKED MY BOOBS.”

stares at you. trying to think if he actually did

when realises he did it on accident, he blushes.

“sorry. I didn’t realise.”

he apologised which is great

until he does it again and you are definitely tackling him to the ground and play fighting him

“YOU HIT MY TITS AGAIN, NISHIMURA.”

“IT WASN’T ON PURPOSE, BABE. I WAS JUST SHOVING YOU SO YOU COULD LOSE!”

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rowretro · 3 months

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𝓜𝓻 𝓑𝓸𝔂𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭

✧taglist:✧ @strxwbloody

✧warnings: toxic/yandere themes, violence

✧synopsis: Yandere Sunoo, is a young teacher at y/n's high school, the 2 only having a 3-4 year gap. He's so in love with her. She's sweet, cute, loving and sensitive, she's a goddamn pushover and she needs him. Sunoo watches you, he knows everything about you, where you live, what you like, how you feel.

And now he finally has you.... though you're not into him....

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You clutched onto your books, feeling judged as you walk down the hallways. Though the school board were ok with it, and Your parents were even willing to marry you off to Sunoo, there are no barriers for Sunoo. You even tried running away, how stupid of you. Your bruises and cuts were almost healed, thigh high socks hiding them from people's view.

You had to distance yourself from Jungwon too, not because of Yena and her group, who were thankfully expelled, but because of Sunoo. He gets so jealous on an insane level. You heard the locker slam shut, sighing as you knew who it was... Yang Jungwon. Things didn't exactly end the way you hoped they would.

You planned on drifting from him like most friends do, though it was hard, crying at home, missing the one close friend who was there for you no matter what. A boy you possibly had a crush on. You found out he had feelings for you too. However, you were with Sunoo and Won hid his love perfectly, but when you found out, Sunoo forced you to fall out with him, saying she only befriended him and acted nice to use him. She had no other choice but to do just that.

Jungwon gave you a dirty look before walking off. You stood by your locker feeling pretty hurt when you felt someone pat your shoulder. "Y/n, stop daydreaming and get to class... I don't like late comers" Sunoo said as the girl rolled her eyes when he wasn't looking. Sunoo smirked when heard the tapping of her platform heels not too far behind him.

The whole lesson, his eyes were on you. The other students too busy with their essays to even look at Sunoo. Not that he cared anyway. He loved watching you do normal things like studying. The way you sort of fiddle with hair or spin your pencil between your fingers, or doodle artistic little doodles around your work once you're done, waiting for the others to finish So you could start marking them.

"Why was Sungchan talking to you?!" Sunoo asked as you got in the car. "Huh? oh, he wanted me to help him with something" you simply answered as Sunoo stared at you intensely "help him with what?!" he asked, clearly annoyed. "Math homework. Don't worry I said no. He won't bother me anymore..." She added as the male narrowed his eyes at her, but smirked to himself hearing how she handled him.

Upon arriving home, the girl showered first, silently getting changed before going to the living room to do her homework while Sunoo marked some papers. "Sunoo... are clouds edible?" the girl suddenly asked as Sunoo frowned. "No... have you learned nothing in geography?" he asked as the girl shrugged. "I thought it would taste like marshmallows..." the girl mumbled with a pout.

"Y/n what is this?!" Sunoo asked as the girl blinked "test?" she said, blinking innocently as he glared at her, showing her paper and her bestfriend's paper "the same exact answers and you both failed what is this?" "Omg we have the same answers... makes sense we study together... and we took the same exam with the same questions" the girl said acting shocked as Sunoo sighed.

The girl sighed, lying upside down on the sofa, as she switched through the channels. "Sunoo... can I go out with my best friend?... I'm bored..." the girl asked as he stared at her in disbelief. "No. I'm not letting you go out. Last time you almost fucking ran away..." Sunoo pointed out as he squeezed one of her fresher wounds. "Did you learn nothing?...." he asked as the girl winced.

The girl gently pulled away as she sat normally, moving away from Sunoo. "Babe..." Sunoo called out as he sat beside "yes?" the girl asked as Sunoo turned to her "Do you love me?" he asked as the girl went silent. How the fuck could she? he hurt her, he gets dangerously jealous he fucking kidnapped her for the love of god. "yeah..." she said as Sunoo nodded.

"Then say it." He said "Say what?" "Say that you love me." he asked as the girl went silent. "Why you already know I love you right?" the girl asked, nervously chuckling as he stared at her. "You don't love me do you?..." he asked, silence trailing after. "I love you Sunoo..." she said, a forced sincere tone, with hidden venom and disgust. "How comes you never say it or kiss me or hug me or do what girlfriends do?!" he asked as the girl went silent.

"Because you're busy with school work and at school we can't fraternize..." she pointed out as the male nodded. "Hmm... I guess that checks out." he said, leaning over toward her, pulling her into his embrace and kissing her forehead not caring about the girl's unresponsiveness.

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harufluff · 1 year

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what enhypen would call their s/o

warnings - none

genre - fluffy fluff fluff, enhypen x fem!reader

yang jungwon - darling, jagi (honey, darling, etc.)

for jungwon he's such a sweet guy. I think he would DEFINITELY call his so 'darling' because it just suits him and he's like on the formal side I guess so there is a slim chance we will call his s/o like babe or something like that. Also I dont think he would have the confidence to call his s/o, y/nieeeeee or extend the last letter cause some names dont work with 'ie' I feel you bro. my name does not work like that

lee heeseung - love, my love, baby, angel

heeseung. well this man is a trip. anyway he's like a super sweet guy, but he's an introvert sooo its a little hard. he doesn't want to make you feel uncomfortable with what he calls you, even though you would probably tell him if you didnt like it but he gets worried. your his angel. I think he would play it safe and just go with the basics that still let you know that he loves you.

park jay - jagi, baby, babe

iuohargksohilua ok wait this is a big one. jay gives my like 'im sexy and ill make you flustered when I call you anything but your name' vibes. he likes to be the dominant one in the reactions ship in most ways. he genuinely just want to make you flustered and make fun of you for it…

sim jake - baby, sweetheart, lovely

he thinks their fun names and my dude is an aussie so it might come a bit more easily for him to call you those things. i feel like he wouldn’t realize that pet names would have an effect on you but man when he did, you’re dead.

park sunghoon - prince(ss), jagi, baby, sweetie

ok i feel like he would only call you baby when he wants to either guilt trip you or make your cheeks go red. and like he’s our ice prince to your his princess :)).

kim sunoo - sunshine, darling, an animal that he thinks you look like lol

hes a simple but peppy man. he considers you his sunshine, and i think he would find it cute it you called him the same name so yea. OML DARLING. ngl i can see him singing darling by svt so well. the animal nickname is reserved strictly for teasing or annoying you.

nishimura riki - dork, idiot, my girl, baby

again simple man. he will %100 make fun of you 24/7. therefore the names dork and idiot are used against you in a loving way of course. my girl and baby are when he wants something lol

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jjunieworld · 29 days

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── cat-dog! ‧⁺◟🐈 `╌ ៹

pairing: yang jungwon x gn!reader

genre: fluff, strangers to ???, dog walker!reader, slice of life, college au (though not in college), jungwon has a cat

synopsis: you’re a broke college student taking up dog walking to mainly to scrounge up some extra cash. out on one of your walks, a guy runs up to you and asks if you happen to also walk cats. of course you say yes, you need the money, but you didn’t except to end up losing his said cat.

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author's note: i mainly wrote this so i could get my motivation back with writing lmao… this writer’s block is really killing me. i don’t know what to do about it :(( and yes, i did add some of the other member’s dogs in here lmaoo but i hope you all enjoy!! ♡

being a dog walker for mainly rich and snobby upper class people wasn’t how you expected to spend your free time, but it paid well. and you desperately needed the money. being a college student didn’t pay well—it didn’t pay at all actually.

you were in the middle of wrangling the group of dogs currently dragging you down the street when one of them suddenly jerked, making you accidentally drop it’s leash. “layla, come back!” you shouted in distress. the fluffy dog took off running towards an unfamiliar guy at full speed.

jogging over to the guy just as layla jumped up on him, shocking the guy into laughter, you continued shouting for her. “i’m so sorry!” you stammered—a little out of breath. the guy gave you a big smile as he handed you the leash. “oh, it’s okay. don’t worry about it!” he said softly, bending down to pet the happy dog. the other dogs surrounding you sniffed at his legs and whacked you with their tails.

you apologized again before continuing on your walk down the street with the dogs. after taking a couple steps, you heard, “hey, wait!” turning in question, the guy ran up to you and made his wait through the crowd of dogs.

“do you by chance walk cats?” the guy asked.

“walk cats?” you asked in pure confusion. the guy nodded a little, a slight chuckle escaping his lips. “i know it’s a bit of an odd request, but i heard that taking cats on walks are good for them!” he ran a hand through this hair a bit nervously, which you found endearing. you shrugged a little, a small smile coming to your face. you do need the money.

“you know what? yeah. i do walk cats,” you replied. how hard could it be? it was just a cat. if anything, you’d probably be carrying it the entire time—which you didn’t really mind.

the two of you started talking about your rates and settled for you walking his cat this weekend. “i’m jungwon,” the guy said as he held his hand out to you. you took it, giving it a firm shake with a smile. “y/n,” you said back.

it turns out walking a cat was actually very hard. in fact, you were so bad at it that you debated on this whole dog walking thing to begin with.

the beginning of the walk actually wasn’t bad. jungwon’s cat, a brown cat named bear, was in the front leading the pack. he was closely followed by layla and gaeul. it wasn’t that big of a cat, maybe only a year old.

a squirrel had ran in front of him and the cat suddenly got free of it’s leash and took off towards some bushes near a house. you sighed deeply as you called the cat’s name and took off after it, mainly being dragged by the dogs thinking you’re having a race. it was unbelievable that you’ve managed to take a cat on a walk and even more unbelievable that you lost the said cat.

your heart raced as you pushed branches around looking for bear only to come up empty. what were you going to tell jungwon, that you lost his cat because it went after a squirrel on a walk with mostly dogs? even you wouldn’t believe yourself if you heard that come out your mouth.

you had looked for a good twenty minutes and still couldn’t find the brown cat. you took in another deep breath as you pulled out your phone to call jungwon to break the bad news. after a few rings, you heard his voice over the phone.

“hi jungwon, it’s y/n! i- uh-… i have some bad news. i kinda lost your cat?” you formed as a question. jungwon repeated your words, “you kinda lost my cat?” you nodded even though he couldn’t see you and explained the whole squirrel incident. jungwon’s laugh filled your ears and you smiled slightly. “where are you? i’ll help you find him.”

the two of you alternated between looking for his cat and looking after the dogs you were supposed to be walking. it took you both an hour to find him. bear kept jumping from bush to bush and having you run around the whole neighborhood looking for him.

you breathed a sigh of relief when jungwon came up from the bush with the brown cat in his arms. the cat immediately snuggled up to him and closed its eyes. “looks like someone had a rough day of hiding from us,” jungwon laughed as he pet bear, walking towards your direction.

“i’m really sorry for all of this jungwon,” you apologized again. this was all so embarrassing. you’ve been apologizing to jungwon since you met him. jungwon grinned at you, “you can make it up to me by letting me take you out for lunch.” heat rose to your cheeks as a shy smile spread across your face. you nodded, “it’s a date!”

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♫ i can see you x sparks fly | y.jw

as your eternal academic rival, you and jungwon have always been at odds - that is, until he becomes the one person you want to trust your heart with in spite of it all. after all, all’s fair in love and war, no?

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pairing ➭ academic rival jungwon x reader

genre ➭ academic rivals to dubious to lovers, hurt/comfort, academic validation craving, jungwon is reader’s sole comfort

w/c ➭ 5.4k

warnings ➭ slightly suggestive (they’re adults but no nsfw y’all), reader and jungwon both have terrible coping mechanisms for stress, there is a detailed scene where y/n loses her shit in a bathroom, both are academic validation simps, theyre not enemies they just. envy each other and sometimes wanna kiss kiss fall in love, y/n has an inferiority complex and has a tendency to think jungwon’s better than her, she hates herself as much as i hate myself

a/n ➭ to my acad validation peeps…look no further! jungwon and y/n…their ways of coping with themselves are mine. i just split myself in two for them, don’t come for my lonely ass lmao. for more context, look at the bottom a/n!

“done?”

the sun’s beginning to set, its dimming rays beaming through the glass windows of the library. a quick glance at your watch tells you it’s 6.30pm, and that you’ve been studying for the whole day. talk about a productive saturday.

you remove your headphones, glancing over your shoulder. you were planning on staying till the librarian shoos you out. jungwon seems to have other plans, though.

yang jungwon, your rival in just about everything since you were kids. tied with you in every single subject, even PE. he’s everything you are and more – good-looking, funny, and a genius, to top it all off, and he never lets you forget it, what with all the achievements he’s gotten over you. it’s not that he doesn’t work hard and you’re jealous of some natural academic gift he’s got, it’s the fact that you study just as hard as he does, do as much as he does, and yet people will always see him before you. and now, even when you’re at university, he’s still fighting with you for the top spot, for every position available. your circle of friends have remained the same, so like it or not, you’re stuck together.

you begin to stuff your notes into your backpack. “well, i might as well follow you back to the dorms. yunjin’s been lecturing me to stop walking back alone.” gathering your things, you leave, waving to the librarian as you attempt to put some distance between you and jungwon.

very quickly, jungwon moves beside you so his shoulder is almost pressed up against yours. “you sure took your time. if i hadn’t come to find you, the last bus across campus would’ve come and gone by the time you finished.”

“oh, don’t exaggerate. why’d you come here in the first place, when all you do is complain?”

you want to say you hate the boyish grin that breaks out across his face, but that would be a lie, and you’ve done way too much lying today to yourself. “what else? i came here for you.”

“ugh, you-!”

“you ears are red, haha.”

your bus pulls into the stop, and in a thoughtless attempt at revenge, you grab his arm and yank him up the steps so he’s even closer to you than before. you don’t miss the way his skin flushes hot. “now yours are too.” leading him to a seat in the back, you pinch his side. he returns your…affection with a jab in the cheek.

it’s a game of cat and mouse with jungwon, although neither of you can say for sure who’s chasing and who’s ducking away. whatever this is, it’s safer.

at least you’re not actually fighting anymore.

here’s the thing: yang jungwon has this journal. every time he’s upset or on the verge of a mental breakdown, he trauma dumps into that journal. it’s the only way he doesn’t cave from the stress, and you and your friends learned very quickly that if that notebook was out, everyone had to leave him alone for at least ten minutes, then he’d be himself again. one day, you’d been studying together when a draft blew the pages of his journal open, straight to the page where he’d written something that was definitely not for your eyes — or anyone’s for that matter.

“i hate her, so so much i wish she was dead. maybe in a different lifetime, i’ll be better than her, have her beat for once.” you didn’t even need to finish reading what he wrote before you were clawing at his throat, because who else could it be but you?

and it hurt to read it, because what could it mean than yang jungwon was jealous of you? what could it mean that the one person you simultaneously hated and envied, hated you back for all the same reasons? it wasn’t fair that you couldn’t even hate him peacefully.

it only got worse from there, because all it took was a couple minutes of yelling at each other before that ass of a human being decided it was a good idea to tell you it was “three years ago”, and that it shouldn’t matter as much as it did, as if that was supposed to help. and you’d screamed at him, screamed and cried and shoved him and-

his lips were against yours.

you would’ve pushed him off, but as soon as it came it went, and he’d pulled away faster than you could think. “i don’t hate you,” he’d managed to make out, his voice shaky as he tried and failed to recollect his thoughts. “i just…i can’t hate you. not anymore.”

hell, maybe it was the attention, or some sort of sick stress outlet. you wish it were the latter, because then that would’ve been a hell lot easier. either way, you haven’t spoken about it since then, reason being you’re totally out of your comfort zone when it comes to this guy. plus, he’d taken your first kiss, although he didn’t have to know that. having put your all into your academic life, you haven’t really thought about dating anyone at all. sure, there were a few people whom you’d thought were fairly attractive, but you had never cared to do anything more than that (much less with yang freaking jungwon). your ultimate goal has always been to have jungwon beat. you sort of achieved that, you suppose. the boy’s now a mess when it comes to you.

since then, you’ve been using each other as stress relief. stupid, really, but with that annoyingly good kiss still hanging between the two of you, you could only keep coming back for more, waiting for lulls in your timetables to meet up. one thing would lead to another, and…well.

“finished your revision yet?” you probe. if he says no, you’ll just drag him off to finish it. but he’s jungwon. if he says he’s gonna do something, he does it. although it’s sort of disappointing if he just parts ways with you, even after he came all this way to find you so far away from the dorms.

jungwon sighs. “what do you take me for? of course i did, or you’d get mad at me. and i know you’re free for the rest of the day too.” he rummages through his backpack, before handing you a cap and mask. “put these on, i need a big brute to help me buy and carry groceries back to my dorm.”

“and who better than me, huh?”

jungwon grins, waving a matching set in your face. “you’re the multifaceted necessity in my life. my swiss knife, if you please.”

you end up at a mall just a few kilometres away from campus. apparently, he needs laundry pods, vegetables and some sort of microfibre cloth that “can only be blue, mind you.” according to him, if a hand towel doesn’t match his dorm’s colour scheme, the whole world falls apart.

(for the record, his dorm room does look nice. but no one has to know that you know.)

pushing a shopping cart along the aisles, a bag of spinach catches your eye. “how’s this for vegetables?”

he shakes his head. “lettuce is better for hotpot.”

“since when did you plan on having hotpot?”

“it’s our dinner, y/n.”

“…”

he sighs. “i’m paying for the groceries.”

“well in that case…” you move to grab a few packets of meat from the fridge. “you won’t mind if i add these, will you?”

you don’t miss his odd gaze on you as he pushes the cart towards the checkout counter. “not at all.”

so much for the grocery shopping.

dinner is long forgotten as you find yourself pinned up against the walls of jungwon’s dorm, his grip on your waist oddly comforting. your fingers are tangled in his dark locks, pulling him in deeper, but it’s not enough. it’s never enough.

it feels so, so wrong, to be rendezvousing with him, and maybe he knows it too, because when he finally pulls away, there’s a guilty look on his face. “strike two…?” he grins sheepishly. he’s a little out of breath, and you hate to admit it, but it’s kind of hot. (actually, it’s the fifth time this week, but who’s counting? definitely not you.)

how? you’d maintained the status quo for more than a decade. hell, you two are supposed to loathe each other. knowing yang jungwon has some sort of feelings for you must be messing with your brain.

jungwon’s lips latch onto your earlobe, fingers trailing down your nape. it’s crazy, the way every brush of his lips sends your head reeling. over his shoulder, you catch a glimpse of his roommate’s neatly folded quilt, and a thought pops into your mind. “when’s sunoo getting back?”

“he just left for a party, he won’t be back for a bit,” jungwon murmurs. sunoo happens to be part of a circle of close friends consisting of yunjin, sunoo and ni-ki (and jungwon, although you could never admit he’s a friend). you’re a close-knit group, withholding no secrets with each other. more often than not, they’ve been caught up in your fights with jungwon, although those haven’t happened in a while, for obvious reasons.

you hum against his lips, fingernails digging crescent-shaped marks into his skin as you try to steady your breathing. “think the water’s boiled by now, get off.” it’s a half-hearted order, and you’re pretty sure jungwon sees through your bullshit. what was it, something about glass houses?

“don’t wanna.”

“jungwon come on-” the sound of a lock in a key slices through the air, jolting you and jungwon apart. panic flares in your chest, and you scramble to shove jungwon far away from you. “hurry up, hurry up.”

sunoo’s voice drifts past the door. “must’ve left it in here somewhere, don’t know how i could’ve forgotten my id of all things.” the door opens to reveal a sheepish-looking sunoo, flanked by your friends yunjin and riki, who don’t look very pleased. their expressions, however, change the moment they spot you in the corner. “y/n?! what are you doing here?”

one look at the tiny hotpot contraption on the table, paired with the small portions of food is all they need to put two and two together. yunjin frowns, marching past sunoo. “ohh no, you two in the same room alone is a big no from me. by the time we get back, the whole place is gonna look like hell, with all the screaming and fire.” her disapproving glance at you makes you want to shrivel up and die on the spot.

“we’ll be studying, don’t worry. we never fight when we’re studying,” jungwon shrugs, shooting a discreet glance in your direction, practically screaming help me.

“yeah see the thing is, you shouldn’t even be fighting-”

“yunjin, don’t.” sunoo takes her by the shoulder, dragging her back out the door. “keep our dorm in one piece, please. we’re off!” while yunjin still believes in peace between the two of you, sunoo’s learnt long ago that interfering with your rivalry only makes things worse. not that you don’t feel a little bad about it.

the door slams shut, leaving you and jungwon alone in the room. it’s an uncomfortable silence, the awkwardness of the interruption still lingering.

“y/n, i-”

you hold out your hand. “give me a moment, gosh.” burying your face in your hands, you groan. “that was probably the worst thing ever. we lied in their faces, they’re gonna kill us if they ever find out.”

you suppose it’s your despair that elicits a sound awfully like a snicker from him. some things never change. “did you see the looks on their faces? they’ll never see it coming.” you finally raise your head, watching as jungwon smirks at you with a conspiratorial glint in his eyes. paired with that loose-fitting hoodie of his, and the sweatpants (grey, no less), you’re simultaneously insanely smitten and utterly appalled by said attraction. why’d he have to be so good-looking? he wasn’t this handsome when you were growing up. yang jungwon is going to be the death of you.

it really does take all your efforts not to just shove him onto the couch and claim his lips for yourself again. and then you nearly faint from the prospect of having that thought at all. hastily, you shove a wad of meat into the boiling pot on the table. “we-we should start eating. don’t want the food to turn bad.”

he shrugs, pulling up a chair opposite you. “don’t mind if i do.”

and if you pop open a couple beers afterward, no one has to know.

shit. shit.

days later, you’re at a study cafe with all your friends. you’ve spent the past hour on this topic, and it’s taking everything inside of you not to smash your laptop in half and bash your head into the debris. what the hell is this? you’re not supposed to be bad at this. a glance at jungwon tells you he’s not having nearly as much trouble as you are, and that’s your breaking point.

panic rises in your throat, your lungs, as your vision blurs. words on the screen start to blend, and you think to yourself, you’re a failure again. worthless no matter how hard you try, breaking apart even while trying to hold yourself together. you can feel every tear leave a searing path down your cheeks, nails clawing for skin to carve red lines into. your eyes burn with the buildup of tears, a telltale sign you’re about to lose your shit. in front of jungwon, no less. just great.

you stand up abruptly, the legs of your chair screeching as they drag across the floor. “bathroom,” you manage to make out, as you dash across the cafe full of people, praying no pne notices. you fling the bathroom door open, turning on the tap at full blast. you don’t realise it, but your fingers are gripping the edges of the sink with an intensity you didn’t think was possible.

your eyes flutter shut as you try to calm down, focusing on the flow of the water. it’s not working, but the white noise is more soothing than anything right now. that is, until you hear a clicking sound, followed by arms wrapping around you from behind. judging by the shallow breaths, and the mellow scent of baby lotion, it’s exactly who you think it is.

in your rush, you forgot to lock the door. wonderful.

you lean away from jungwon’s embrace, trying to untangle yourself from him, but he stubbornly holds you tighter. “go back, i’m fine.” you don’t even believe yourself, from the way your voice trembles in between gasps.

he hums, and with your back against his chest you can feel the little vibrations as his speaks. “you don’t say.” he doesn’t continue, and in the silence, your mind stays on the warmth of his body against yours. slowly, you let yourself relax into him. it’s funny, how he can be the problem and the cure at the same time.

you can feel yourself melting in his arms, your breathing evening out with every second that passes. your heartbeat’s finally slowed to a calmer thrumming, no longer pounding in your ears. suddenly, you’re hyper-aware of his soft sweater against your cheek, and the way a thin piece of fabric is the only thing between your skin and his.

“how do you do it?”

jungwon frowns. “do what?”

“hold up the world and make everything seem fine, when you know it’s not.”

he falls silent, resting his head in the crook of your neck (it’s becoming a habit of his). “well…it’s easy when it’s for someone else.”

“that so?” you muse, peering back up at him. “even for me?”

the way he averts your gaze is insanely cute. “don’t push it.”

but you know he hasn’t lied to you. since you were kids, jungwon’s never been the kind to wear his heart on his sleeve. he holds everything together, holds everyone together. even now, he’s keeping you from falling apart. but what about him? who’s watching him to keep him from losing it all? you know for sure he’s had his fair share of breakdowns, but your stomach churns at the thought that you’ve never witnessed it. not once. being yang jungwon is lonelier than it seems.

once you’re sufficiently calmed down, you untangle yourself from his embrace. “i’ll, um, head back first. you should wait a few minutes before you go back.”

“right.” glancing down at his feet, jungwon nods. “just…you don’t have to carry it all by yourself.”

you turn to leave, but a question burns all the way down your throat.

why? would you take it from my hands and bear it with me?

(and what if you wanted to bear his burdens too?)

true enough, your performance on the latest assignment was more than decent — the highest score in your class, in fact. and as always, jungwon’s not far off. your hard work did pay off. funnily enough, you don’t go to rub it in his face like you always used to do.

it seems you’ve changed.

these days, jungwon seems to linger in your head a lot more. and it’s not just the intimate gestures that stay, but the feeling of his arms around you just won’t disappear. every time you’re about to panic, the mere memory of his gentle touch only serves to ground you back to reality. he’s not even physically here, but you don’t need him to be there for him to be your lifeline. how did things even turn out like this? your greatest rival, also your greatest source of comfort.

today, your friends have made plans to head to an amusement park (read: disneyland. because yunjin’s a disney adult in the best sense of the word). you, jungwon, sunoo, yunjin and riki, along with his girlfriend. the dynamic’s great, really, with everyone carrying the mood well so nothing ever feels boring. you’re able to grab a few rides with them, and eventually the group splits for different attractions, and it’s just you, riki and jungwon, waiting for the others to get back from some quirky river ride. you three didn’t bring spare clothes, so you’ll have to sit this one out. parked under a shady tree, you don’t feel the heat nearly as much, but sweat’s starting to make your shirts cling to your backs.

thirty minutes pass, and there’s still no sign of them. riki’s phone pings. “oh, the ride’s delayed. they’re gonna queue for another forty minutes.”

“forty?”

riki shrugs. “it’s a popular ride.”

you rise to your feet. “okay, i’ll go get us some water. you guys stay put.”

fortunately for you, the shop’s got plenty of water bottles, although the marked-up prices do make your wallet cry a little. what you aren’t prepared for, however, is walking back and spotting riki and jungwon huddled under the tree, deep in conversation. quickly, you press your back up to the other side of the tree trunk, hiding in plain sight.

“…you want relationship advice from me?”

jungwon hums. “well, i can’t very well ask sunoo, not when he’s only just stopped partying away to handle his own breakup.”

“true. we need to find him some better coping mechanisms. though i think he’s back in contact with her on instagram. i swear i saw a notification on his phone the other day with her user and all. that webinar he’s going for next tuesday? think it’s her.”

“oh.” you can hear the wince in jungwon’s voice. “that’s a little…”

riki glares at him. “don't change the subject. shoot.”

he sighs, his lips twisting in concentration. it’s a habit he’s had for a long time, one that you’ve come to notice. “so there’s this girl.”

“uh-huh.”

“i can’t stop thinking about her.”

“uh-huh.”

“but i know she hates me-”

“shit, you like y/n?!” riki yells, slapping jungwon on the back before he can even finish. “of all the billions of people on the planet?”

“how’d you guess?”

“she’s the only one who hates you, buddy. no prizes for guessing who.”

jungwon groans, burying his face in his hands. “i don’t know anymore. she just can’t get out of my head. don’t tell the others, i’m begging you. i’ll never live it down.”

“okay…” riki trails off, and you can imagine how confused he is. “why her though? and why now?”

jungwon’s practically fumbling for an answer, running his hands through his hair (another nervous tic of his). “it’s just…i guess i get her, and she gets me? we understand each other’s problems really well. it’s like looking into a mirror.”

you nearly choke at his words. he gets you, that much is clear. but for him to feel like you know him inside out, that’s a completely different thing altogether. it’s always been a struggle for you to read people. coupled with the fact that jungwon’s the most emotionally intelligent and regulated guy you know, you’ve been worried you’re not giving him enough.

besides, he’s so much more than you’ll ever be. you, the mentally unstable top student, and jungwon, the other contender for your spot, but with something more: people skills. everyone likes him, everyone wants to be him. the battle’s lost before you can even fight it. he’s a good person, and you’re…nothing like that. people trust him, including you.

so why would he dare to leave his heart in your hands like that?

it’s not fair. he knows exactly what to do, and you know nothing. he’s dated other girls before, not many but enough to be more experienced than you. how would you know anything, other than to clumsily take his affection with a heap of salt? you’ve failed him.

oddly enough, riki seems to understand. “i think i catch your wind, but you’ll have to elaborate. what’s the dynamic with her right now?”

“i, uh.” jungwon flounders, his cheeks turning pink, no doubt at the memory of everything you’ve done with him. “th-that’s not…well.” he laughs nervously. “how much can i say before it’s too much info?”

as you watch him with his toothy grin, with those eyes that crinkle in the corners, you know one thing - you absolutely adore him. it’s sudden, but how could you not? he’s everything. much as you hated him, it takes little of your pride to admit he’s been your lifeline for a while now. but you wonder, why would he pick you? for the sole reason that you know him well? that isn’t enough, is it? you may have never understood romance, but you’re guessing this isn’t the usual kind of reason people fall for other people.

besides, there’s nothing special about you.

you end up waiting for the conversation to drift to small talk before joining them back. as always, jungwon’s quick to revert to his usual, teasing self. and despite it all, you find your gaze to be on him the whole time.

it’s dark out when you guys finally make your way back to the dorms. with the others off buying water and snacks for a late-night hangout, you’re left alone with jungwon to head back. he’d conjured up some lie about you leaving some study material in his dorm and needing to grab it before going back to your own, and they seemed to buy it. so here you are, walking along a concrete pavement with the boy you can’t seem to understand, with rain practically beating down your backs. the weather really hates you.

with your path being lit only by the orange glow of the overhead street lamps, and the air filled with nothing but the sound of pouring rain, there’s nothing much you can say. nothing really feels right to say right now, because how do you even begin to address anything in the past month?

jungwon’s grip on the umbrella is tight. you swear it’s leaning slightly towards you. in his other hand is a plastic bag of merch you got from the amusement park, full of junk like headbands and shirts.

wordlessly, you sneak your pinky into the palm of his hand, hooking your fingers together. there’s an odd sort of intimacy in the little gesture - a silent reassurance that concedes a lot more than you’re usually willing to. to your relief, jungwon doesn��t mention anything about it.

suddenly, his footsteps slow to a halt. he whips out a pair of sparklers from the bag you’d gotten from the amusement park, slipping one into your hands. “quickly, before they come back.” as he fumbles with the lighter, a familiar endearing look of concentration on his face makes you giggle a little. the lighter clicks a few times, and the sparklers come to life.

despite the pouring rain, the sparks of violet flash brightly, illuminating your view of each other. with his face glowing a pretty shade of purple, you can see the ridges in his face, from the dimples in his cheeks to the curve of his mouth. “and why exactly are we lighting fires in a downpour?”

“oh shut up, i’m trying to have a moment with you here.” the retort comes easily, a little too easy, seeing as he slaps his hand over his mouth almost immediately. “you heard nothing.”

“mhm.”

and then he’s wrapping his arm around your shoulders as you walk, the faint crackling filling the silence as you continue on. you can sense jungwon’s gaze on you, so you pinch his arm. “something on your mind?”

he exhales softly, patting your shoulder. “if i say it’s you?”

“then you’re a cheesy bastard. what’s really going on?”

he laughs, but you know there’s something lying under the surface. there always is. (huh, maybe you do know him better.)

“it’s nothing, really. just thinking about…us, i guess.” he pauses. “well, mostly you, if i’m being honest. i don’t really know where to start.”

you shift closer to him under the umbrella, till your cheek is pressed against his arm. “i think i do. your journal?”

“ah.” he grimaces, his laughter a little less nervous. “that much i’m sure you’ve already guessed. i don’t think i ever hated you, y/n. not really. i guess i just got scared that there was someone who saw through me so well.”

“and…are you still scared?”

he shakes head firmly. “no. it’s a good thing, because, well. you feel safe. like a place i can go to and let my guard down. i imagine doing things with you i’d never do with anyone else.”

“not naughty things, i hope,” you joke, but the brilliant red that blooms so bright across his face you can see in the dark is extremely telling. “yang jungwon! get your mind out of the gutter!”

feigning a cough, he looks away, fighting for whatever dignity he’s got left. “my point is, i can’t go on as your rival. i…i need you.” he swallows, and in his eyes there’s a vulnerability you know is saved only for you. “i don’t know why, but knowing you’re the only one who understands me is all i’ll ever need. selfish as it is, i want to keep you here forever, so i don’t have to feel alone again.” he says it all with a conviction that’s so strong it almost scares you. he’s putting all his trust into you. does he not think it’s terrifying, to leave all his sorrows with a person like you?

“are you confessing to me?” you whisper breathlessly. you seriously hope he can hear you over the crashing rainfall. “because i’m not sure if i’m-”

“yes. i’m confessing to you, like right now.”

oh. oh.

but there’s an ache in your chest that swells as you try to meet his glassy eyes. “but if you know me so well, you’ll know that i’m not all that. i’m an emotional wreck who can’t live without her ego, and i’m just…me.” and you’re so much more, more than i’ll ever be.

at this, he stops dead in his tracks, not giving a damn about the fact that the rain’s only getting heavier. “i-okay. what do you think of when you think of me?”

“how is this relevant?”

“just answer the question.”

you lick your dry lips, scouring your brain for a reply that can tell him exactly what you want him to know. “it’s like you can see who i am, like you know exactly what to do to make everything okay again. we’ve been under the same pressure to be good our whole lives, and when you try to make me feel better i can tell you mean it. and it works, and i honestly don’t know how i could possibly live without it, now that i know what it feels like to be loved by you.” if you’d told your younger self that years into the future, you’d get to bare your soul to your greatest rival, she’d probably laugh in your face. but here you are, and it’s comforting to know that he’d never judge you for it.

finally, yang jungwon grins that radiant grin of his, the tip of his sparkler meeting yours. “isn’t that reason enough, then, to keep me here? let’s be selfish for once, you goody-two-shoes.” the soft gaze he has on you has your already-weak resolve crumbling away, and it’s as though a hole’s been filled in your heart. one you didn’t even know existed.

“we’ve been too good our whole lives, haven’t we?”

“all the more a reason to be a little more reckless.”

but you let the sparkler fall to the puddle-strewn pavement as you cup his face in your palms, pressing your forehead to his. “for you? any leap of faith would be worth it.”

and you kiss him, with the force of every unsaid word, every apology and confession of the past eighteen years. as much as you’ve done this before with him, every other time he’s kissed you pales in comparison, because for once you see why you wanted him so badly. why you wanted him to have a piece of your soul. maybe, just maybe, pieces of you are already a part of him, and him of you. fragments of each of your shared pasts had embedded themselves in your hearts long before you’d learnt that the sting was one of longing, and not jealousy alone.

his grip on the umbrella loosens, his palm wraps around your nape, a thumb caressing your jaw in a movement both reverent and yearning. with the umbrella now blown far, far away, you’re completely drenched, but you can’t even bring yourself to care anymore. as his other hand moves to hold your waist, you’re surprised at how naturally it comes. you tug him closer, and it’s both everything you’ve ever wanted, but at the same time never enough. breathing in the lingering scent of his lotion, you decide that this, this is home.

“...what we had was special, you know, and i can’t just let - am i seeing things? oh shit, you guys have to see this, oh my-” sunoo’s voice rings out in the night, and this time you just giggle against jungwon’s lips, not bothering to even look at your rightfully flabbergasted friends. this time, you want them to know.

riki sneers in disgust as he flings your stray umbrella towards you both. “i’d congratulate you, but i’ll be too busy puking in that corner right over there.”

“as if you and your girlfriend aren’t worse,” jungwon teases, catching the umbrella with one hand, the other still on your hip. gosh, that was attractive.

oh gosh, this guy’s your boyfriend. yang jungwon is your boyfriend.

by now, your friends have caught up with you, and you’ve got a feeling they’re about to circle you like starving vultures for a good story. but you can’t even bring yourself to mind as jungwon takes your hand into his, interlacing your fingers as he reopens the umbrella. “ready to go?”

anytime, if it’s with him.

a/n ➭ so yall…the promised context. this started off as a secret romance thing where ynwon were more touchy feely (in fact this is the fic that started the whole series lmao). but along the way i decided to use this fic as my projection + built-in jungwon character analysis. tbh the final result of this fic is…very different from what i had in mind at the start, but i’m okay with how it turned out in the end! as always, thanks for reading till the end! if u have the time do reblog/comment so ik what i can improve on haha have a good week! ALSO DID YALL SPOT THE SUNOO X YN CRUMBS

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