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genre: fluff | word count: 2k | masterlist

↬ Lee Heeseung (이희승)

You laughed as Heeseung finished telling you about his practice from earlier. Your head was resting on his arm as the two of you were sat down in a quiet library. It was late in the evening, so there were only two other people beside you in the building. His fingers that have been wrapped around yours felt so warm and comforting that you couldn't help but sigh in content.

Your eyelids started feeling heavy as the exhaustion from the whole day came crashing upon you.

"(Y/n)," Heeseung said quietly and you raised your head with a hum, gasping slightly when you noticed how closely his face was hovering above yours.

He tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear before leaning in. You felt your face warming up when the tip of his nose brushed over yours, heart almost beating out of your chest. You gulped, eyes darting up to notice that Heeseung was already looking at you with a smile.

"Can I?" He whispered, his warm breath fanning your skin.

You nodded your head sheepishly, eyes closing at the feeling of his soft lips meeting yours. Your hands slipped upwards to wrap around his neck and he draped his over your waist, pulling you to his chest. He left out drawn out kisses on your bottom lip, making you shiver despite the warmth in the room.

When he pulled away you found yourself breathless and flushed, and you gaped up at him. His long fingers caressed your cheeks softly.

"You okay?" He asked with a smile.

You nodded your head as you pulled him closer one more time. "Do you mind doing that again?"

↬ Jay Park (박종성)

You gasped in shock, joy rushing over your body when the final whistle echoed through the field. The loud cheers and screams erupted in the air when the crowd of college students started chanting your football team's name. You jumped out of your seat and quickly skipped down the stairs as the team walked away from the field.

Your eyes immediately found your boyfriend who was laughing and cheering with the rest of the guys. A crowd of people suddenly rushed down to congratulate them on the won finals as well and you waited couple minutes to safely make your way over to the gate.

Jay's face lit up with a wide smile the moment he spotted you. He jogged over to you, wrapping his arms around you tightly.

"That was amazing, Jay!" You shouted to his ear, trying to speak over the noise. He spun you around with a laugh and you wrapped your arms around his neck with a squeal. "You were-"

Your words were interrupted quickly when he set you back down on the ground and crashed his lips on yours. The kiss knocked the air out of your lungs and your body stiffened for a brief second before you came back to your right mind and moved your lips against his. He walked you backwards until your back met the iron fences.

Jay pulled away for a second before diving back for another kiss. Your hands slipped up to cup his cheeks and he pressed one last kiss to your red lips, leaning his forehead on yours.

"I'm so happy you came," he whispered and you giggled, pecking his lips one more time.

"I wouldn't miss it for life, baby."

↬ Jake Sim (심재윤)

You walked around the town hand in hand after Jake picked you up from school. It wasn't even that late yet but since it was middle of the winter it was already dark outside. Jake tossed his empty coffee cup into the trashcan near the sidewalk and turned his face to you. Smile immediately appeared on his lips as he took in your nose and cheeks flushed from cold, something about the weather making you look even cuter than usually.

"You're so pretty," he suddenly said causing you to look up at him, noticing that he stopped walking. You followed his lead and halted your steps as well, shifting slightly so you were facing him.

"You're so random," you chuckled, the sound falling sweetly on Jake's ears and making him smile too. "But that just makes me like you even more."

He draped his arms around your shoulders and pulled you closer to him, pressing his lips to your cheek. "That's not random. It's just facts."

His lips moved to your nose and then to your temple, warming up your skin pleasantly. Soon he was placing quick but sweet pecks all over your face, making you giggle at the sudden affection. Your laughter died down when his lips finally collided with yours. They were still sweet from the enormous amount of sugar he's put into his coffee before.

Your eyes fluttered close but with this being your first kiss, you weren't sure of what to do with your hands. Jake, as if reading your mind, took your hand in his one and placed it on his cheek, his bigger palm instantly covering yours. His lips were so warm and soft even in such cold weather and you caressed his cheek gently, loving the way he leaned into your touch.

Feeling breathless and lightheaded, Jake pulled away from you, though not without pecking you again.

"Let's get you home. It's getting cold."

↬ Park Sunghoon (박성훈)

Your arms fell to your sides, a disappointed look painting itself on your face and making Sunghoon laugh. You couldn't believe you lost to him for the fourth time in a row, only adding up to his already big ego. You groaned in frustration, head flying back on the armrest.

"Damn, never would've thought my girlfriend sucked so bad at Fifa," he teased, fingers digging into your sides playfully.

You only huffed at his comment, rolling your eyes and trying to hide your smile. "Oh, shut it. What kind of a lousy boyfriend abuses his girlfriend like this? I mean, twelve - zero? There's no way in hell you didn't cheat."

"How does it feel to be such a sore loser, please tell me," he continued. "I'm dying to know cause I've never been in your position before."

You scoffed at him and turned your face to the side. "I'm never playing with you again."

Sunghoon only laughed at your pouting face, your pursed lips looking so pretty to him at the moment. Not wanting you to be annoyed with him any longer, he leaned over and pressed his lips to yours, kissing the pout away. You gasped in surprise, melting into his touch when his hands cupped your neck. Your lips moved in a perfect harmony and you almost let out a disappointed whine when you felt him pull away.

"Wanna play one more game?" He asked, kissing the tip of your nose. "I promise I'll let you win."

↬ Kim Sunoo (김선우)

You couldn't stop the tears that cascaded down your cheeks as soon as everybody left the classroom. You felt so drained out of energy, the result of staying up till ungodly hours just to revise for all the exams you've had in the past week. And yet your grades were more than disappointing, considering how much time you spent on studying the stupid formulas and terms.

You put your face in your hands, trying to collect your breath and calm yourself down, knowing well you'd have to leave for the lunch break soon. You didn't notice when somebody else came into the classroom until you heard the familiar voice.

"Oh, what happened, angel?" Sunoo asked as he rushed over to you, tossing his backpack aside. "Why are you crying?"

You shook your head, tucking your face in his neck as soon as his arms wrapped around your body. His heart shuttered with every sniffle and sob that you let out, your tears quickly dampening the collar of his shirt. His hands rubbed your back softly and he felt lighter at soul when you noticeably calmed down.

After couple more minutes you pulled away from him, smiling weakly at his worried features.

"Thank you," you croaked out, clearing your throat that's been clogged up from all the crying. "I'm sorry you have to deal with this. I'm just- It's so frustrating! If I knew I'd get such lousy grades, I wouldn't study at all and the outcome would probably be the same!"

Sunoo nodded at your words, understanding your feelings all too well. Trying to make you feel somehow better, he leaned in close, lips brushing over yours tenderly. Your mouth overlapped with his and you closed your eyes with a sigh, hands running through his soft hair.

With his kisses you felt at peace and the ringing in your ears dulled everything else out, instantly making you forget about your worries.

↬ Yang Jungwon (양정원)

The two of you stopped at the sidewalk as you waited for you ride home. Jungwon insisted on taking the bus with you to make sure you made it home safely but after your stubborn refusal he settled on walking you to the bus stop instead. You were leaned over him with his arm thrown over your shoulders as you waited in a comfortable silence, still content with your almost complete date.

You nudged him with your head when you noticed your bus approaching and you slowly untangled yourself from his embrace.

"Next time the treat's on me," you said with a smile.

Jungwon smiled back and you shrugged off the sleeves of the jacket he gave you couple hours ago, only for him to stop your hands. "No, keep it. It's cold tonight. You can give it back to me some other day."

You smiled at his gesture, leaning up to kiss his cheek. "Thanks. See you tomorrow?"

"See you tomorrow."

With that Jungwon placed his lips upon yours in a quick peck, almost like a habit. You froze in your spot and not even a second later you felt him tensing up as well as he realized what he just did. He quickly retreated away from you with a flushed face.

"I'm so sorry! I don't know why I just did that," he apologized and you giggled at his sudden shyness.

"It's okay, seriously. I was just surprised," you said and hugged his waist to assure him it was really fine. "You can do it again if you want to?"

Jungwon looked down at you with hesitance but when he noticed your eyes sparkling up at him, he dived back down and kissed your lips again. You never noticed when all the people left the bus and it drove away from the both of you, being way too occupied with Jungwon's kisses to even care.

You felt him chuckle against your lips as he was probably the one to realize that fact, but he didn't dare to pull away from you even if that meant you'd have to wait another twenty minutes for the next bus.

↬ Nishimura Riki (西村 力)

You climbed up on the first step of the staircase to your apartment, turning around to Riki with a smile. His eyes were already planted on you and you felt butterflies tickling your stomach at the sight.

"Thanks for today," you said playing with the edge of your jacket. You didn't want to say goodbye to him yet. "I really had so much fun."

Riki's lips stretched with a wide smile as he stepped closer to you. You noticed that now you were almost the same height as him and you giggled at the weird thought since he was way taller than you and always teased you about it.

"Well, I'm glad you did then," he said, eyes sparkling as he moved so close that he could clearly see the tips of your ears turning red underneath your hair. "We should do it again soon."

You nodded your head and swallowed, brushing some stray hair away from your eyes.

"Yeah, that would be great."

Riki had to stifle his laugh at your nervous uttering and he slipped his hand in yours, entangling your fingers together.

"Can I kiss you?" He asked suddenly, noticing the way your breath caught in your throat.

"Y-yeah, yes please. Sure," you stuttered out and this time Riki couldn't contain his chuckle. He brushed his other hand over your jawline before finally closing the space between you two and nudging your soft lips with his.

A/n: is it just me or did the last line of jay's reaction highkey sounded like something from a james bond movie lol... but anyways, since the little dove is officially on a hiatus now, i somehow found the inspiration to finish this fic!! i have a couple more of these kept in my works in progress, so please look forward to them as well!! ❤️

© heeliopheelia 2022 // All rights reserved.

;; hoodie season. ⎯⎯ ♡

pairing ! yang jungwon x reader

genre ! fluff

wc ! 0.3k

song rec. ! hoodie season — stray kids

“take off your hoodie.”

jungwon looked at you, puzzled for a moment at your sudden order.

“what?”

“take off your hoodie,” you repeated casually.

“why?”

“because i’m cold,” you smiled innocently.

jungwon sighed, rolling his eyes lightheartedly.

even though he knew you were just being playful, he adored you, especially in times like these—because truth be told, he loved seeing you in his hoodies.

you watched as he removed his hoodie from his body, something which was always so attractive to you. that was one reason you loved receiving his hoodies, though you’d never admit it.

being the gentleman of a boyfriend he was, he helped the hoodie onto you, your head quickly popping out from the fabric, and jungwon’s eyes crinkled into a smile of adoration for you.

once you got the piece of clothing on, you sighed with a grin, more than happy to be in one of his extremely comfortable hoodies.

jungwon quickly looked you up and down, butterflies erupting in his stomach at the sight of you in his clothes, a feeling that never seemed to fade even after all this time. he couldn’t help but lean forward and place a soft and short kiss on your lips with a smile. and once he pulled back, it left you wanting more. you frowned.

noticing your sad state, jungwon chuckled before bringing you closer and kissing you more.

as he pulled back, he continued to leave a few last pecks, not only on your lips again, but also some on your cheeks, nose and forehead.

lost in the moment, even after jungwon pulled away, you were snapped back to reality when his voice started, “better?”

your eyes immediately met his, slightly out of it, “hm?”

“are you still cold?” he clarified.

you paused for a moment as you smiled, “no, i feel much warmer now.”

“good,” he sighed happily with a smirk before adding, “you look cute in my clothes.”

a/n. i’m unfortunately going through a major writer’s block rn for the first time in literal years,, but i managed to push this out. it’s not much but at least i got smth out finally <//3 likes, reblogs and feedback are always appreciated! thank u! <3

❣︎ ⎯⎯ you’re mine .

PAIRING ! yang jungwon x reader // GENRE ! fluff, protective/jealous!au // WC. ! 0.2k

PROMPT(S) ! 4. kiss to the side of the head ;; 19. tugging at the other’s clothes to keep them close // requested by a lovely anon <3 // 2k followers event

A/N. ! short drabble for today :) but we got jealous, protective!won for this one, so i hope you enjoy :)

jungwon glared at the boy who seemed to be checking you out from the other end of the coffee shop.

you, of course, happened to be oblivious to it as you were looking interestingly at the menu displayed above the counter before you felt a tug at your sleeve, strong enough to pull you over and straight into jungwon’s hold.

your boyfriend’s hand was now resting securely on your waist, and you followed his eyes which you now noticed were staring down an older boy from across the shop who now diverted his eyes away from you after he realized you were taken.

at the sight, you turned to see a proud smirk growing on jungwon’s lips.

“what just happened?” you asked, entertained, wrapping your arms around your boyfriend’s torso.

“you’re mine,” jungwon whispered.

“what?”

“don’t worry about it,” he told you, pride still written over his face.

you smiled and turned to face the menu again, resting your head on his chest.

“i’m glad to be yours,” you said softly so only jungwon could hear.

he looked at you, a smile rising to his lips before he leaned in, pressing them against the side of your head, squeezing you slightly tighter in his arms in a puppy-love-type-bliss.

and he repeated softly, smiling, “you are mine.”

A/N. despite this being a shorter drabble, i hope you enjoyed ^_^ and as always, feedback and reblogs are always appreciated <3 thanks for reading ^_^ <3

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⪼ Dear Dad ⪼ LMH

⪼ WORD COUNT: 2.1K

⪼ PAIRING: Minho x Reader

⪼ GENRE: non-idol au, family au, daughter acting out for fathers attention, angst with fluffy ending

⪼ Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - August 2022

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The petty arguments had started weeks ago and neither you nor your husband could figure out what it was that was bothering your daughter so much. It just seemed that no matter what you were doing or trying to do she would pick a fight with her father and get an attitude problem with him. Minho was walking around the house with you as you tried to talk this thing out between the two of you. Only it was hard when you didn’t exactly know what was bothering your daughter so much and you had no idea how to even ask her.

“I’m just saying, we should sit down with her and talk about it. Maybe there’s something wrong at school,” You told Minho as you walked into your daughter’s bedroom to find it completely messy. You knew kids were supposed to go through the stages of pushing their parents away but you never thought it was going to be this hard. 

How was it even possible that your 17-year-old daughter was worse than your twin toddlers that were going through their terrible two stages?

“Chan said to let her come to me, so that’s what I’m going to do,” Minho explained looking down at the bed as he tried to figure out if it needed to be made or stripped and have new sheets. You rolled your eyes a little, Of course, he was going to do what Chan told him to do, if his friend told him to jump off a bridge you were almost 90% sure that your husband would go ahead and do it. 

“What about going to her, telling her that you know something is wrong and just-” You stopped speaking when you saw her journal open and on her desk, Minho’s name was scribbled across it a lot and your eyes naturally began to read some of the words that were on full display. It was wrong on so many levels to invade your daughter’s space like this but you knew that you needed to get to the bottom of all of this. 

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hiii omg idk if you're open for requests rn 😭

but if you are, i just saw something on tiktok and jsjsjsjsj this is literally the first thing that came into my mind 😭😭😭 it's something about a girl filming her boyfriend's reaction to her seating at the back seat and like i was wondering if you could do it with enha hshshs if it's okay, but it's also fine if it's not~ hope you have a nice day today!! i love your works sm <3

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awwww the idea is so cute!! and i had SO MUCH fun writing this!! my requests are always open!! thank you so much for requesting!! hope i stood your expectations and im sorry for doing that so late!!🥹🫶🏻 im also pretty sure most of them dont have driver’s licenses but let’s just pretend they do!!

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. . ҂ Enhypen’s reaction to their s/o sitting at the backseat ! . . ҂

. . ҂ Genre: fluff … ot7!Enhypen X Reader . . ҂

— Heeseung ♡

I’m sure this boy will be confused as hell

Would go like “but you like sitting in the passenger seat…”

Won’t force you to sit next to him but would be scared as fuck because he’ll start thinking he did something to piss you off.

“Are you angry at me…? Did i do something wrong?” He gave you those cute pleading eyes and you couldn’t help it but laugh, “No you didn’t, it’s a trend!! And you’re being filmed right now!” You pointed at your phone and kept laughing at his shocked expression.

— Jay ♡

Would look at you weirdly as soon as you enter the backseat.

He would probably go like “i think you skipped a part”

Won’t tell you anything and wait for you to say something about it.

“Aren’t you going to say anything about me sitting in the backseat?” He looked at you confused, “Thought about letting you realize it alone” He chuckled and stopped the car to let you get to the passenger seat. “It was filmed for a tiktok by the way” You turned to him and he made an “oh” face and you nodded, shaking your head disappointedly.

— Jake ♡

A LOST PUPPY PLSSSSS would give you those puppy eyes this bae is so confused.

Would immediately go like “Did i do something wrong?”

Would start driving anyway but would stop in the middle to confront you about it.

“Um, a question” He turned to you who looked clueless, “Why aren’t you sitting next to me?” He pout as you suddenly started smiling and giggling, “Wha—“ “It’s a trend!! I waited for some reaction and got it” You laughed, “Say hi to the camera!!” You waved at the camera and he too, waved embarrassedly.

— Sunghoon ♡

Literally clueless, didn’t notice that at first.

Would go like “uh oh what happened”

Obviously wants you to sit next to him but won’t tell you about it.

“Is it comfortable for you behind there?” He asked. “Hm? oh yeah it kinda is” You chuckled. “But i turned the ac off there” He murmured, “Did you say something?” “Nope, but are you sure it’s comfortable there? I mean it’s way more comfortable in the passenger sit” Before you could say anything, he stopped driving, waiting for you to move next to him. “It’s all filmed you know” You giggled, “At least i look good”

— Sunoo ♡

He noticed the camera as soon as he got into the car, he’s an ace at finding cameras. He still played along though.

If he didn’t happen to find the camera he would probably feel guilty and would go like “I definitely did something wrong”

Decides to tease you for a bit and wait for you to say something about it.

“Didn’t you notice something is different today?” You pointed out, “Hm? Not really, why?” He was looking at you through the front mirror. “I’m not sitting in the passenger seat” “Oh, i’ve noticed that, is it fun there?” He teasingly asked. “Alright stop driving im moving next to you” You moved next to him, pouting and looking out of the window. Before continuing to drive he pecked your cheek, “I know it’s filming” He pointed at the camera and giggled.

— Jungwon ♡

Mind. Is. Processing. Would literally take him years to understand what happened😭

Would go like “They always sit next to me…”

Even before he starts to drive he would open the backseat door and would take your hand and guide you to the passenger seat.

“This is your usual seat, you’re just confused today” He giggled and you couldn’t help it but laugh. He tilted his head in confusion, “You’re being filmed baby! It’s a trend that’s going on right now on tiktok and i decided to try it” You kept laughing and hugged him, “Your reactions are priceless” You pecked his cheek and pat his back.

— Riki ♡

Oh this boy is on TikTok 24/7 so he KNOWS your plan.

Would go like “Not today baby” with giggles.

Before he starts the car, he goes to sit next to you in one of the backseats with a smile.

“Aren’t you supposed to drive?” You looked confusedly at him, “I am, aren’t you supposed to sit in the passenger seat next to me?” He snapped back. You giggled and moved to the passenger seat, “You know that—“ “It’s being filmed, i know” He chuckled and started driving.

𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀: 𝗘𝗻𝗵𝘆𝗽𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝘀𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘂𝗻𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗲𝗮𝗯𝗹𝘆

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝗻𝗼𝗻𝗲,𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽

𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

― Heeseung 

He would be busy playing his game before finally closing his laptop to call it a day. A small smile made its way to his lips as the sight of your head hanging down, sitting across from him with your hands still glued to your keyboard. You had told him that you’ll be doing some work but never would he expect to find you dozing off. He would definitely stare at your sleeping face, admiring your beauty and peaceful face, before deciding to wiggle you lightly and telling you to sleep on the bed. You would whine and give him a sleepy blank look which only made his grin wider at how adorable you look. He would end up pulling and leading you to the bed, tucking you nicely and kissing your forehead a goodnight rest.

― Jay 

Fancy dinners were quite often with Jay and the both of you would find yourself enjoying the date until late night. Jay had promised to pick something up from a friend while you waited for him in the car after the said dinner. He would apologize to you when he opened the door, hurriedly placing the item at the back and wearing his seatbelt. When there was no response, he noticed your already sleeping figure, your head slightly tilted to the headrest. Jay would feel a bit guilty and would help by slowly adjusting the seat’s position so that you would lean comfortably. When he saw the little smile on your face, he would melt instantly. He would also make sure to drape a jacket on your lap over your dress and turn on the car heater.

― Jake

Picnics with Jake happen very often when the weather is nice. Sometimes, he would bring Layla with him and you would watch them run and play at the field of grass with a big grin. Today, it was just the both of you, laying down and watching the clouds from below. The sun was slightly sunny but the cool breeze made up for the temperature. Jake would talk and talk while spotting different shapes of clouds in the sky but when he turned, you had already closed your eyes in a deep sleep on his arms. He gets all giddy at how precious you were and would slowly face you, stroking your head lovingly. He closed his eyes in content, feeling your healing presence before he himself would slowly drift into dreamland with you.

― Sunghoon 

The sensation of his legs becoming numb began creeping but Sunghoon tried his hardest to not move as your head was lying on his lap. He called out to you, asking what you’d like to eat for takeout while focusing on his phone. When you don’t answer, he looks down to see you fast asleep. Sunghoon would go rigid, confused on what to do next. But seeing you comfortably sleeping, he can’t help but smile, slowly moving your phone away so that you’ll rest better. He would cringe at how you would stir when he did it but glad you had moved to snugly move closer to his lap. Though he enjoys it, he begins to contemplate whether to let you sleep or wake you up before his legs go numb.

― Sunoo

The both of you would be cuddling on the sofa, watching a comedy movie together. Blankets and snacks well prepared with the lights off makes the perfect atmosphere for a movie night as well as inducing drowsiness. Sunoo would laugh at a scene, turning his head to see your reaction only to find you already asleep, your head resting snuggly on his shoulder. He would not miss this opportunity and took a picture of your sleeping face, sneaking a little selfie of him with you as well. He would place the picture in a dedicated folder in his gallery on his phone. He would giggle to himself while staring at the picture at how cute you were before proceeding to let you rest, pull the blankets closer to you and lower the volume of the movie.

― Jungwon 

He suggested that the both of you should study at the school library for the upcoming exams. Jungwon was so focused on his readings that he failed to notice that you had dozed off, arms folded over the table facing him. When he turned to ask you a question, he was surprised to say the least but a small laugh made its way at the way your mouth was slightly agape, eyebrows furrowed together. He decided to lay down as well, arms folded and facing your sleeping face. He would trace his fingertips over your features. He would let you sleep longer until you woke up with a cup of coffee prepared by Jungwon. He would pet your head and lovingly stare at your sleepy face sipping on the coffee, telling you how you had deserved a nice rest.

― Ni-ki 

The bus ride home was slightly bumpy with only a few passengers occupying the space. Ni-ki was surprised to feel a weight on his shoulder, turning to see you already sleeping. Ni-ki smiled to himself. At times like this, he would take a picture of your sleeping face and teased you when you woke up. But the both of you had spent the whole day at the amusement park which in turns, also made him a little sleepy as well. He would slowly rest his head on top of yours, watching out the window of the night view of the streets as it passed by. His last thoughts when he closed his eyes were how happy you made him today and how much he looks forward to the next day with you.

[8:23 a.m.] From where you were sitting cross-legged on your bed, you could see your boyfriend fumbling with his tie and struggling to get the knot right.

His lips were set in a pout and his eyes kept darting from the full length mirror in front of him to the tie hanging around his neck.

“You sure you don’t need any help, Hee?” you teased. He shot you a quick glare, and you couldn’t help but laugh at his stubbornness.

“I know how to tie a tie,” Heeseung huffed. “My dad taught me when I was in high school.”

Unfolding your legs, you got off the bed and walked over to him. For a few moments, you studied his reflection.

Heeseung was clad in business attire—a dark suit minus the blazer, a white dress shirt that hugged him in all the right places and a printed tie that he was trying so hard to put on.

You could have just stood there and admired his perfect proportions for eternity if he didn’t have places to be.

“I know,” you replied, tearing your gaze from the mirror and turning your head to look at him. “Your mom showed me the video and I’ve seen you tie a tie effortlessly before. The difference this time is that you’re nervous.”

You placed your steady hand on his trembling one, as if to prove that exact point.

Heeseung sighed and let his shoulders slump. Snaking an arm around your waist, he pulled you closer and buried his face in the crook of your neck.

“I can’t afford to fuck up today’s interview, Y/N,” he whispered. “I’ve dreamt about working in that company ever since I was a kid.”

“I know,” you mumbled, bringing up the hand that was not in Heeseung’s hold so that you could cup his jaw. Caressing his cheekbone with your thumb, you pressed a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth. “I believe in you, Heeseung. You’re gonna get the job.”

“But what if I don’t?” he asked quietly.

You leaned back so you could look at his face. Gazing deep into his eyes, you said, “Then they’ll have lost a driven and passionate candidate with a lot of potential.”

Heeseung’s lips quirked up in a small smile. “You think too highly of me.”

Grinning, you moved out of his embrace and began working on his tie. “You’ve given me enough reason to.”

You were done not even half a minute later. Fixing the tie so that it was properly aligned, you took a step back to admire your work. “Still got it in me,” you appreciated yourself.

Heeseung laughed and slipped his arms into the blazer you were holding up for him. Shrugging it on, he took a last look at himself in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction.

You walked him to the door and waited while he put his shoes on. Finally, your boyfriend took a deep breath and faced you again. “Wish me luck.”

You smirked and grabbed the lapel of his jacket, pulling him in for a kiss. He melted into you immediately and placed his hand on the back of your neck, pressing your lips harder against his.

Not wanting to run your hands through his styled hair lest you accidentally ruined it, you dug your fingers into his shoulders and tilted your neck to deepen the kiss.

“Best of luck,” you beamed once the two of you broke the kiss, smiling at him with the brightness of a thousand suns. “Show them what you’re made of.”

Heeseung only mirrored your expression, his eyes wide and shining with determination. “You know I will.”

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texts with idol bf jake !

warning: inappropriate jokes lmao

here’s the jake ver !! btw reader isn’t in any specific (already existing) group 😄 just imagine that you’re in jyp + have a member called heejin + were on gp999

heeseung ver.

taglist: @ja4hyvn

requested by @anuisamazing

*8:36 a.m . sim jake . fluff . warnings : shirtless jake mentioned .

The rain harshly tip-tapping at your window pane woke you up from your deep sleep. Eyes fluttering around your dark room, you saw the slight flashes of lightning and then heard the distant rumble of thunder following.

On your nightstand, your phone began to sing a colorful tone and you almost cried at the thought of getting out of bed on a rainy day. But, you had to go to your classes. Grabbing your phone, you clicked the dismiss button and then slowly eased yourself out of bed — careful not to wake your boyfriend who was still passed out on the other side of the bed.

Jake was a heavy sleeper, there could be a some natural disaster and he would still be sleeping. Chuckling at your boyfriend’s little murmurs, you tiptoed to the bathroom to brush your teeth and wash your face. What you didn’t notice, was Jake stirring after you.

Feeling the bed’s newfound emptiness, he sat up and threw the covers off of him. He needed you to sleep. He didn’t like being alone in bed. That’s why if you were out late, he wouldn’t rest until you were safely in bed beside him. Or if you fell asleep out in the living room, he’d grab a blanket and position himself between you and the couch and also sleep there.

Layla followed Jake to the bathroom door, which was slightly ajar, revealing you flossing your teeth. Jake pushed open the door and stood there watching you, his hair was tousled upright and all around. You could tell he was only like 50% awake.

“What’s up love?”

“Come back to bed.” He mumbled, stumbling over to you. Wrapping his arms around your torso he placed his chin onto your head, and closed his eyes. You leaned into his embrace and smiled, he was so cute.

“I have classes, or I would.” You responded and slowly began to disconnect yourself from his arms, so you could grab your hairbrush. But Jake, rather, was not having any of that. He set the hairbrush down as soon as you got it and then lifted you up bridal style, carrying you into your room again.

You protested and playfully smacked at his bare chest, as he dropped you onto the bed and then flopped over on the other side of you. He tucked you into his arms and placed his leg over yours. You were trapped.

“Call in sick. Please. I want cuddles and it’s rainy and you’re going to catch a cold.” He said, his tone childish.

You heaved a small sigh, and then smiled glancing up at him. Placing a peck on his nose you snuggled further into him, “Okay. I’ll do that.”

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ready? set…touchdown! tutor? | s. jaeyun

“he smiled at you as if you were the only person in the world. unknowingly to you, it’s because you were, in fact, the only person for jake.”

SYNOPSIS › you’d always known jake sim as the unbelievably handsome and smart jock/student that sat next to you in your advanced psychology class. similar to you, jake had always pined over you silently. so what happens when jake becomes your assigned tutor for the very class he’s your seat partner in and when a yearbook editorial feature causes [forces] you to get to know the boy better? complete, and utter, chaos—as the both of you deal through your growing feelings for one another.

PAIRINGS › tutor+football jock!jake x fem!yearbook photographer/editor reader

TROPE › mutual pining, friends + tutor & his tutee —> lovers

GENRES › fluff, slight crack, pretty heavy angst at times !!

WARNINGS › profanity, reader has slight anxiety/self-doubt/insecurity issues, jake is conflicted with his feelings, jake & reader high key suck at communicating which leads to issues, lots of cheesy lines, slow-burn tbh, reader & jake are very smart—y/n is just struggling, most importantly: heartthrob football jake who also doubles as a hot nerd ;)

EXTRAS › i suggest you read because it includes a steamy kiss at the end (pretend to be surprised) + but with a twist ;), oh also because it involves the high school football game experience [like the scene from the hilary duff cinderella movie!].

WORD COUNT › 10.2k+

PLAYLIST › hold on — flor, tek it — cafuné, sunsetz — c.a.s, car crash — eaJ, pluto projector — rex orange county

AUTHOR’S NOTE › goshh i really do hope this fic lives up to your expectations because i’m in love w the final product! enjoy :)

AT 8 AM SHARP EVERYTHING MORNING, JAKE SIM WOULD STARE AT THE DOOR, AWAITING YOUR ARRIVAL.

he’d observe the entrance of your psychology class every day and hope you weren’t absent. thankfully for him, you didn’t dare miss school unless you were actually sick. which to his delight, was rare. school had always been one of your top priorities, and jake had always admired you for your ambition.

every morning when you walked in, the gust of the wind from the windows open from the opposite side of the classroom would cause your hair to blow as you walked to your seat. a million fireworks would go off in jake’s head, as well as in his heart while he watched you slide into the seat beside him, giving you a nod. you smiled in response every time, even if you weren’t feeling like it that day.

every now and then, if jake was lucky, he’d smoothly slide close enough to you so that his elbow could touch yours. though you never moved upon the contact, you’d take note of how often he’d do it.

likewise, you wished he would never stop. because you were so attracted to jake sim, it sometimes gave you a stomach ache when you stayed up at night, daydreaming about what could maybe one day be.

if only he wasn’t the star quarterback of your school, along with being an insanely smart and sociable person. then you’d maybe think that you’d have a chance with him.

but with all the girls and cheerleaders that flocked around him, seeing him as a mere piece of prey for them to fiend on, you never bothered considering the odds.

oh, but if only you knew that jake wanted you just as much as you did him. perhaps then, you’d be together by now. but that’s not the way this story goes, now does it?

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enhypen reaction: their s/o wearing their clothes

genre: fluff a/n: making a comeback from my 4 month long hiatus >:) oh how i missed this blog :( i haven’t written anything in a while so i apologize if this is a little mediocre (ᴗ_ ᴗ。) reminder: if you have any requests, i encourage you to leave them in my inbox bc am currently brain dead atm (but no pressure ofc ৻( •̀ ᗜ •́ ৻) )

heeseung ´ˎ˗

↳ poor hee had the misfortune of waking up to you not being there, so he went off to find you. you were in the bathroom getting ready for the day, when heeseung came in and lazily clung onto you. you smiled to yourself and continued on with your routine as you normally would. once you were finished, you turned around to a very sleepy heeseung, who had a tiny smile on his face. "hi hee~" you brushed the hairs out of his eyes. "hi honey," he hummed, "you look really cute wearing my hoodie." you looked down then back up, "really?" "mhm, you look so tiny." he giggled as he placed a soft peck to your forehead, nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck right after. for the rest of the day, he'll just randomly bring up the fact that you were wearing his hoodie and tease you for it, but then he'll compliment you because he is whipped <3 btw, i love you hee :(

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jay ´ˎ˗

↳ jay had given you his jacket one night after you came over, and it had been vibing in your wardrobe ever since. you had a shopping date with him today, and so you went into your closet and pulled out jay's your jacket. when you met up with him at the mall, he too wouldn't notice the jacket, but he'd still compliment you on how gorgeous you looked. it wasn't until you both were in the food court for a short break when he would finally realize it. "y/n is that my jacket?" you furrowed your eyebrows and looked down, "i think so." you softly chuckled. "i was looking for that everywhere! you look beautiful wearing my clothes." you got shy and covered your face, but your boyfriend wasn't done embarrassing you yet, "you know, you should wear my clothes more often. in fact, keep that jacket, i'll just buy another one so we can match." ever since then, jay would "accidentally" leave his clothes at your place whenever he'd come over, you know, just in case he forgets his clothes the next time he comes over <3 which is impossible since his entire closet was basically at your house now and if that wasn't enough, he'd give you some to take whenever you'd came over. and yes, you do have matching clothes.

jake ´ˎ˗

↳ staying the weekend over at jake's, you decided to get ready for bed after a long night of playing video games. however, you forgot your pjs at home, which you mentally slapped yourself for. you decided to borrow some of your boyfriend's clothes-- you went into jake's closet and grabbed a shirt and sweats, before heading back into the bathroom to change. returning to bedroom, jake was already cozy in bed on his phone, that changed once you got in with him. he tossed his phone aside and immediately cuddled you close to him. that's when he noticed how your clothes looked just like his. "y/n, either we have the same shirt, or that's mine?" "it is yours, silly. i'm just borrowing it for the night. your sweatpants too." he would just shrug it off and cuddle closer to you, and tighter. like trust me, he's not gonna let you go for the rest of the night, REGARDLESS OF ANYTHING. too hot? he probably is too, but he's still gonna hold you close. need to use the restroom? simply, no <3 (you get the point) he just goes full-on clingy mode-- tbh he's always clingy like i've stated before, but you in his clothes just triggers something in him OkAy?

sunghoon ´ˎ˗

↳ what started off as just a movie date between you two, was now a group rendezvous since the others decided to crash. you guys had finished the movie a while ago, but the others still wanted to keep the night going. and so, here you guys were singing karaoke. everyone else had gotten up and began singing and dancing along to some song, while you and sunghoon watched amusingly at the chaotic scene, before you got up discreetly to sunghoon's room. your boyfriend didn't notice that you had left, too reveled in the silliness of his members. you came back and made yourself comfy in your old spot in his arms. he turned to look at you, immediately noticing the new piece of clothing you had put on. "well well well," he softly tugged on the hoodie, "y/n's a thief. how dare you steal my clothes." "i was cold, hoon." "really? or are you just that in love with me? ah~~ such a simp for me." yeah expect to get teased in all sorts of ways for the rest of the night. but also brace yourself for how clingy he's gonna be after the others were gone, and yes, you do use that to tease him cause two can play at that game >:)

sunoo ´ˎ˗

↳ it was a windy day when you and sunoo decided to go to the park. he informed you that it was going to be cold, and reminded you to wear a jacket. and of course, you didn't. before leaving, sunoo asked you one last time, and you again said you didn’t need it. yeah, in hindsight, you should’ve listened to him, because you were indeed cold. but being the stubborn one you are, you refused to show that you were freezing, and would deny it whenever he would ask too. you two were sitting on a bench, when you were suddenly hit with an extremely cold breeze that caused you to slightly shiver. you had done a good job at pretending so far, but you could no longer fake it. sunoo let out a sigh, "i told you it was gonna be cold, now didn’t i?" "i didn't know it was gonna be that cold." you asserted. there was a brief silence between you both, until you heard the sound of sunoo rustling besides you-- he took off his coat and wrapped it around your shoulders. "wait- sunoo- what about-" "don't worry about me, i'll be fine." "but, won't you get cold?" sunoo smiled at your concern for his well being, he patted your head assuringly. "it's ok, you need it more. but next time, please bring a jacket when i ask you to." the two of you sat there on the bench for while, talking about whatever topic got dragged into the conversation. the entire time, sunoo would visibly blush at the sight of you in his coat, the way it hung loosely around your figure, how small it made you look, and just how cute you looked in general. he would even giggle out of no where which confused you. "you're so adorable, y/n, i don’t know what to do."

jungwon ´ˎ˗

↳ not being able to fall asleep, the two of you had a spontaneous idea to go on a late night walk. you both scrambled out of bed and quickly slipped on some warmer clothes. jungwon had finished before you and not wanting to keep him waiting, you grabbed the nearest coat (his coat) and hurriedly rushed to the front door. won probably wouldn't notice right away since it just seemed like a plain black coat. but after analyzing you for bit and seeing how unusually large the jacket was on you, he'd realize it was his but would choose not to say anything. throughout your walk, he would steal so many glances at you, muttering compliments under his breath, and would caress your hand or shoulder (depends if he was holding your hand or had his arm around you.) he might even randomly pull the hood over your eyes in the middle of your sentence and giggle at your expression when he pulls it back a bit to see your face. when you two get back home, he'll offer to take the jacket back while also emphasizing that it was his. "here, i'll put my jacket away." "that was yours?" "yeah, did you not know?" again chuckles at your confused expression as you nod your head. "hm, you're so cute, y/n." he poked at your cheek.

riki (ni-ki) ´ˎ˗

↳ you had randomly woken up in the middle of the night feeling cold. i mean, you were only wearing shorts and short sleeve after all. you carefully escaped from riki's grasp and reached over for the hoodie that rested on the chair. he could feel your movement as you made yourself comfy again, causing him to stir in his sleep. his eyes softly fluttered open, as he cluelessly called for you, "y/n?" "hm?" "did something happen?" "just cold, that's all. sorry, riki." he'll just brush it off and hold you close to him, instantly falling back asleep. the following morning, he woke up to the sight of you already awake, scrolling through your phone. you smiled at him as he scanned your figure, letting out a chuckle through his nose as he tugged on his hoodie. "now where did this come from?" "i got cold so i put it on last night." "hm. ok." he shrugged it off. usually, he would tease you for something like this, but he didn't have the energy for that right now. he snuggled close to you, resting his head on top of yours. and between you and i, it was mostly so you wouldn't see the smile that he was trying his best to suppress. riki just refuses to show how shy you make him feel, and the fact you were wearing his clothes made him feel so flustered. he'll try easing his shyness by letting out deep breaths, but overall, he's just basking in the giddiness he felt. but beware, you WILL be teased.

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pairing: bf!en- x gn!reader | genre: fluff, angst | cw: mentions of loud noises, pet names, crying — mostly fluff | wc: 590

໒ ✿ HEESEUNG: ꒱

his initial instinct upon seeing you being scared of or surprised by the loud noise(s) is to take a hold of your hands. he looks into your eyes for any sense of discomfort and when you tell him that you don’t do so well with loud noises, he immediately coos at you. telling you that’s he so sorry it bothers you :( this boy just wants to rubs your back while trying to calm you down, letting you rest your head on his shoulder in the meantime.

“you’ll be okay y/n, deep breaths sweetheart.”

໒ ✿ JAY: ꒱

the way jay’s protectiveness kicks in upon seeing you all upset is just so reassuring. he pulls you by your arms and has you lay sideways on your couch with your head rested on his chest. he whispers sweet nothings in your ear while caressing your face and tells you that everything is going to be okay while you calmly drift off to sleep. the noise that had scared you prior no longer in your train of thought.

“i’m here now baby, it’s alright.”

໒ ✿ JAKE: ꒱

this angel of a boy just knows exactly how you’re feeling and engulfs you in his arms. your head tucked under his chin as you let out a couple of tears because of how the noise made you feel. jake rocks both his and yours bodies side to side to help your sensitivity subside a bit. after a couple of minutes of peaceful silence, he lifts your head up and kisses your forehead. his eyes brightening at the small smile that forms on your face.

“i’m glad you’re feeling better now, my love.”

໒ ✿ SUNGHOON: ꒱

i do feel like sunghoon might be a bit confused at your reaction at first, but he quickly catches on. you call out for him and grab onto his shirt while crying a bit. hoon knew you hated being overwhelmed with noises — especially loud ones; so he peppers kisses all over your face. kissing all your tears away while you laugh at his sweet antics.

“let it all out darling, i’m here.”

໒ ✿ SUNOO: ꒱

the way sunoo is soso comforting makes me all gushy inside. so sweet to you, it’s insane. he takes both of your hands and leaves kisses over them both constantly as you sniffle in his arms. he holds you so tight and plays with your hair as you leave a couple of pecks onto his cheeks as a wordless but considerate ‘thank you.’

“it’ll be okay, lovely. not leaving you ever.”

໒ ✿ JUNGWON: ꒱

jungwon is very mature and great at handling you in situations like these. that’s why when he hears you whimper a bit because of the noise, he wraps his hands around your waist and tells you to breathe. after you’ve calmed down, he urges you to hydrate yourself. after you’re back to normal, won cuddles you as if it’s the last time he’d ever be able to do so.

“come on bubs, just a sip. and then we can go nap, yeah?”

໒ ✿ RIKI: ꒱

tbh he is so confused at first like he kind of laughs at your reaction because he thinks you’re faking it (?). but when you look at him with teary eyes he feels so bad. immediately pulling you into his lap as he kisses the side of your face. and when you tell him about how the noise made you feel super overwhelmed, he takes note of this for next time and plays with your hands as you fall asleep in his arms.

“i’m so sorry, y/n. i love you so much. come on, tell me how you’re feeling.”

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— (4:00 am) | hp au • hufflepuff!bfjake x gn!reader • fluff • 0.7k

author’s note: reader’s house isn’t mentioned; so you can picture yourself in any house you please :) — i am an absolute sucker for hp jake fics so i had to write a little blurb for jake, hope u like it !!

You watch in adoration as you observe your Hufflepuff!boyfriend, Jake Sim, retreat off of his quidditch broom with a slight hop added to his step; subconsciously bumping his best friend’s fist out of triumph—all regards of his cheeky smile directed towards the quidditch match that he had won against the opposing Slytherin team.

“My love!” Jake calls out to you sweetly before pressing a quick peck to your cheek. “Please tell me you saw me catch the snitch…” he continues enthusiastically and a bit worried.

You had been so entranced by his bright eyes and by the sheer after glow of his match that shimmered across his smooth skin that you realized you hadn’t uttered a single word to your anticipating boyfriend.

Shaking your head, you zone yourself back into reality, gripping firmly onto your boyfriend’s big arms. “Of course I saw, Jakey! You did so amazing out there as always, my love.”

The boy intertwines his hand with yours as he begins walking with you out of the quidditch field bounds. “Mm, you may say that…but your wondering eyes during the match tell me something different.” Jake remarks. “Something been on your mind, Y/n? Anything you wanna tell me?”

You tsk at his curiosity. “What makes you think I have anything to tell you, Hufflepuff?”

Jake giggles at your sly tone. “Dunno, maybe the fact that you were practically talking to Draco the entire time.”

You stop in your tracks, now standing near the steps leading into Hogwarts itself, taken aback by and slightly offended by your boyfriend’s statement. “What is that supposed to mean? You don’t mean to tell me that you think that I could’ve possibly been flirting with Draco Malfoy, do you?”

Jake shakes his head, rejecting your question. “No, not exactly that. However, he has been talking to you a lot lately. Care to tell me why or shall I go ask him myself?”

You signal for Jake to stop talking. “Enough with the inquiries, Sim. You know I have better things to do with my time than to be talking to that bloody Slytherin skunk.” You respond, tracing the knuckle lines of Jake’s hands.

You look up to see Jake pouting the littlest bit, a common act he takes up each time he’s clearly in the obliviously-jealous-boyfriend-territory.

Reaching up to cup his cheeks, you soothe your thumbs up and down his cheekbones. “Common now, Sim. You really wanna know?” you ask with a sigh. Jake doesn’t respond but you can tell that he’s itching for an answer.

“Well, Malfoy was talking absolute rubbish about you—going on and on about how he doubted you could ever catch the snitch. So I-being the most amazing person I am, told him to take his words and shove them right up his-“

And before you could even finish your sentence, Jake was laughing heartily, eyes crinkling in delight and both hands coming up to encase yours that were still resting upon his cheeks. “I don’t need to know the rest, Y/n. I have no doubt that your words mentally sent him all the way to Azkaban.”

You stifle a giggle, opting to rest your head on his chest, hands wrapping around his waist as he begins smoothing his own upon your back. You hum at his words in acknowledgment.

“But just so you know—I would’ve gotten physical if I had to! No one bad mouths my boyfriend. Plus, I knew you’d win, so Malfoy was lucky I ignored his incessant remarks!”

Jake peers down at you, smiling at you in absolute awe. “I admire the fire in you, Y/n. Who needs a defense of the dark arts class when I have you by my side?”

Laughing at his cheesiness and mediocre attempt at flirting, you tear your head apart from his chest, gazing up at the galaxy in his eyes.

You kiss Jake ever so gently as your lips rest upon his own for what seems to be an entirety. That is until Professor Mcgonagall clears her throat in a stern attempt to cease your public display of affection.

You separate from Jake and bite your lip lightly, looking at McGonagall in disdain-then back to your puppy eyed boyfriend.

“Precisely, Sim.”

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genre: bf!heeseung x gn!reader, MAJOR fluff

note: hello everyone! long time no see! :D i hope you all are doing well. i finally found the motivation to begin writing again and i was just ITCHING to write for hee. i hope you all enjoy this short time stamp!

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after the long and stressful day you had, you felt like your head might implode. the only thing you could think of was your boyfriend and how badly you wanted to go home to him.

it was nice to share an apartment with someone you love. you felt like life was finally coming together. all of the pieces were falling into place. you had a job, a nice car, a beautiful apartment and an even prettier boyfriend.

heeseung had the day off from work and decided to stay home since this was a rare occasion for him. when you turned the key into the keyhole of your front door, you were met with an adorable hee.

he was wearing a gaming headset, a controller in his hands while his fingers moved frantically against the buttons. all you could hear was little clicks of the buttons and soft mutters from him while you softly closed the door behind you.

he didn’t even take a glance at the door. his gaze was completely fixed on the game in front of him.

you decided to do something cute. something that would hopefully take his attention from the television that his eyes were currently glued on.

after kicking off your shoes at the front door, you slowly and softly walked to the couch where your boyfriend sat.

heeseung looked even more heavenly up close. a plain white tee complimented his toned chest and broad shoulders. blue plaid pajama pants hugged around his slim waist and, of course, he had on a pair of cozy socks for the indoor relaxing he had done all day.

you, on the other hand, were not relaxed at all. so the idea you had was perfect and would benefit the both of you. after all, heeseung loved holding you. especially on his lap.

with that thought, you walked around the couch and in front of him where you were met with a shocked expression on his face from the suddenness of your appearance. he attempted to take off his headphones but, you had to admit you felt bad for pulling him away from his game.

like stated before, having a day off of work was rare for him. he never had the chance to sit and play games so you wanted him to have that.

you lifted his arms just enough to tuck your head under them while you crawled onto him and straddled his waist. in a swift motion you were on his lap with your head rested on his chest.

he smelled amazing. clean laundry mixed in with that expensive and fresh cologne he wears. you swore it couldn’t get better than this.

listening to his heartbeat, his arms were wrapped around you with his controller still in his hands. he pressed a couple soft kisses to your shoulder, whispering an “i love you” before resting his chin against it.

yeah, this is exactly what you needed.

⪩.⪨ — KITTY LOVE! ҂ lee minho oneshot

SYNOPSIS! there's this craze about puppy love that everyone seems to enjoy. however, you find that you don't quite get what the fuss is all about. you are way more interested in your cat-like neighbour who seems cold and kind of annoying. the boy who acts like everyone's existence burdens him to no end but quietly takes care of the elderly lady on your block, helps children back to their feet when they fall, and holds the elevator door so it doesn't close on you.

PAIRING! lee minho x fem!reader

GENRES! boy next door au, strangers to (very brief and one-sided) enemies to lovers, fluff, some angst, minho is a tease but he can get away with it bc he's cute.

WARNINGS! swearing, brief mentions of reader being a bit insecure about dating, suggestive themes but no smut, minho turns eggs into an innuendo, i think i got the gender of minho's cats right??? but i could be wrong, so sry about that if that's the case fkfjskshsj. please do tell me if i missed any!

WORD COUNT! 11k

A.N! if you see me reposting this bc it didn't show up in the tags when i first posted it and as the attention whore that i am i can't have that no you didn't :_) as always, english is not my first language so i apologise if there are any mistakes! i hope you enjoy it!

“and when are you going to get a boyfriend, dear?”

you sigh in an attempt to keep your cool and not lash out to your mom. you know she means good; she always does, especially when it comes to you. but it's like older relatives never know how tiring this whole “you should get a boyfriend” conversation is. why do you need a boyfriend anyway? sure, you've had a fair share of crushes growing up, but they were never serious enough for you to want to do anything about them. and it has been enough for you, it just has. what's so difficult to understand about a person being completely okay with being single?

“i've already told you, mom. whenever it happens, it happens. and until then i'm not going to force myself to find someone.”

“i know, i know.” you hear your mom sigh at the other end of the line. she clearly doesn't agree with your position on this, but she always respects your decisions. you are glad for that. “it's just that i feel like you won't be able to meet anyone in that new place of yours.” you know exactly what she means by that.

it's been a month since you moved to your current apartment. your previous one was a shabby, tiny thing that was overpriced with the excuse of it being placed right on the city centre. your new place, on the other hand, is on the outskirts of the city, but it's much more spacious, and it's not falling apart by the moment. you don't mind putting up with long bus rides to get to your workplace. in fact, you enjoy the peace and quiet, the time it gives you to organise your thoughts on your way to work or wherever you may be going. and there's a supermarket relatively near your place, so you can't complain about that. it's safe to say that you're a lot happier with your new home, but your mom just can't see that. she's too busy thinking about when you're going to bring a son-in-law for her and your dad to meet or when you're going to give them grandchildren, even if you consider yourself far too young to even be considering marriage or children. that's why she liked your old place. it was near all the popular clubs and bars, giving you the perfect chance to mingle; a chance you never took in all the time you lived there.

you think something's not right. like, you know something is definitely wrong in your life when your mom is hinting at you that you should spend more time partying at questionable places in order to get laid.

and you wish this was a “your mom” thing, but your friends have similar opinions to hers. sure, they don't want to rush you into marriage and children at every chance they have, but they have told you several times that a relationship would probably add happiness to your life. that it's strange how they've never seen you head over heels for anyone ever since they've known you.

your feet softly thud against the wooden flooring of your living room as you walk to your window, feeling like you need the pretty view to calm yourself enough to get through this call. as you move the curtain to get a better view of the park that's a couple of blocks away, you catch sight of your neighbour walking along the street, heading to your block, presumably getting back home from somewhere. you recognise him from a time you were just getting to your place and he suddenly came out of his, rushing down the stairs.

suddenly, a child appears running down the street and trips right beside him. you see him help the little boy back to his feet, dust off the dirt from his knees and ruffle his hair with a smile before resuming his walk back home. you smile.

you blame your mom and your friends when what you've just seen makes you say:

“i don't know mom, love happens at unexpected times and places.” that's unlike you, you aren't that much of a romantic. you know that much, and you know that your mom knows that much, so you don't give her a chance to say anything. “look, i have to get some work done, but i'll call you again tomorrow. love, you, mom! bye!” and you hang up on her.

love? sure, your neighbour is cute, and he seems pretty nice, but you don't even know the guy's name. you don't even know why you mentioned love in the first place.

famous last words.

a few days later, you're on cleaning duty around your apartment. you've got some dusting and sweeping and mopping to do, as well as some windows to clean. some meaning all. not to mention the good scrubbing that the tub needs. well, “needs” is a bit of a strong word; you could probably go for a few days more without doing anything, but you're a bit of a clean freak, so your place has to be spotless all the time for you to be happy. which means that you're properly attired to get this shit done with the most worn-out pyjamas that you own, some crappy flip flops and an unidentifiable hairstyle that does the job of keeping your hair out of your face but probably makes you look like birds live on top of your head. and cleaning day means something else.

you have music blasting through your whole house.

you think it's a good thing that your neighbours haven't told you off so far; you assume they don't mind the occasional loud music from you, or they would have done so in the month that you've already been living here. they haven't complained about you singing at the top of your lungs either, so either they're cool about it, or they meet each week to plan your murder. whatever the case, you're here for a good time, not a long time, so you will take the chance of giving a mini concert for yourself while you clean while you can.

except, the “for yourself” part doesn't actually exist. it's just an illusion created by your senses, a scam, a fallacy. you just don't know it yet.

you're currently standing on top of a chair in the tiny balcony of your living room, and to any outsider it might look like you have a death wish against the poor glass doors with how furiously you're wiping them.

your next door neighbour, lee minho, certainly thinks it must look like that to anyone who isn't within hearing range as he is. he himself would have thought so too if it weren't for the way you're cheerfully singing along 22 by taylor swift. minho's house is structured the exact same way as yours, and his living room has a tiny balcony of its own, which is where he's watching you from with a mug of coffee in his hand and an amused grin adorning his features. you're so entranced with your current task at hand, the song you're singing to or both that you don't even notice the boy in the balcony next to yours. he doesn't want to be a creep though, he just decided to stand there a moment longer because you two haven't actually crossed paths yet and he knows you've been living in the block for a while, so he was curious about you.

and he sure is pleased with how... interesting of a neighbour you seem to be. so he just lets his gaze linger for a moment longer and goes back inside to save him the accusation of being a stalker and you the embarrassment of knowing someone is hearing you when this clearly looks like a one person activity.

the image of you stays with minho for a good part of the day, and each time he remembers a smile threatens to take over his face.

however, another week goes by before you actually see each other.

you're going back to your place in the unbearable heat of mid-july and carrying three very heavy bags with your groceries. you consider getting your groceries delivered to your place next time, and then you feel guilty for whoever you'd be putting through this hell for a shitty salary. you give up on having groceries without suffering the heat, but right now you have more pressing matters at hands. you still have a few minutes to your house and you don't trust your abilities to get there without melting into a puddle on your way. if it's any indication, your underboob is already sweating. you hate it here.

by some divine working, you get to your block in one piece, and the sound of relief you let out when you get through the main door is ungodly. you think this hell of a ride is over until you catch sight of the elevator.

oh hell no.

cute neighbour guy is inside idly looking at his phone and the doors are starting to close. now, you don't have much to complain about your flat or your block in general. but the elevator, the damn elevator, is slower than a university's administration office when you desperately need a reply from them. which means you'll be stuck out of your home for longer if you don't get on that damn thing within the next few seconds. and like, you know this isn't a big deal. you know. how much longer can you possibly have to wait to get home if you don't make it to the elevator? 5 to 10 minutes at most? that's not long.

you know.

and yet you're at a point in this adventure that going grocery shopping in july is where every minor inconvenience will either infuriate you or reduce you to tears without a good reason. you guess that's what spending the morning doing your least favourite activity in your least favourite conditions does to you.

your neighbour must hear the rustling of your bags because he lifts his head from the screen of his phone and the two of you make eye contact for a second. oh he sure is handsome. you're about to get swayed by his pretty eyes, his fluffy dark hair, the perfect curve of his nose, his perfect-looking face in general. and for the love of beyoncé, this man has some pretty thick thighs. his overall proportions just seem godly, and you're looking at him from a distance. you're about to make heart eyes at this fine-looking man when-

wait.

did he just roll his eyes at you?

you blink and huff in a sort of angry confusion, and next thing you know, he's sticking his hand between the elevator doors, keeping them from closing. as they open again, he calls out to you.

“oi, neighbour! you getting in or what?” you blink again.

are you tired enough to get irritated by everything or is he being low-key rude at you right now? dude just held an elevator door for you and yes, you're grateful that he's saved you a longer wait, but why is he acting like he unwillingly donated one of his kidneys to his worst enemy?

“yeah?” you answer, but it sounds more like a question. you move towards the elevator again, struggling with the damn bags. “yeah, i am.” you repeat, firmer this time. “thanks for that.” he just nods at you in acknowledgement.

“third floor, right?” he asks. you say yes, slightly surprised that he seems to know you live right next door to him. but then again, you knew before talking to him too.

hold on. oh fuck.

is he being rude to you because he's pissed at you playing loud music and singing? are the weekly meetings to plan your murder a thing after all? oh shit. that would actually make sense. do you apologise? or would that be weird? you haven't even introduced yourselves, it would definitely be weird. you take a deep breath. okay, okay. you got this. let's do this step by step.

“my name is y/n. we're actually next door neighbours.” you give him a polite smile.

he snorts. he has the audacity to snort at you.

“i know.” you think that's going to be it, but at least he has the decency to introduce himself as well. “i'm minho.” he offers his hand for you to shake as if you weren't holding three giant bags, and by the teasing glint in his eyes you know that it's not an innocent mistake. “right.” he smirks, looking down to your bags and back to your face as if to let you know that yes, he in fact did that on purpose, and then the elevator reaches your floor.

you can't believe you ever thought this guy was nice. in your defense, you think most people would have been fooled with the way he treated that kid that time you caught a glimpse of him through your window. but you’re still pissed to learn this. why does he have to be this hot if he's going to be an asshole?

you make up your mind to just go on with your day, get into your house, forget that this ever happened and avoid having to talk to this guy for longer. the bags on your hands suddenly feel lighter when you practically jump off the elevator and sprint to your door.

apparently, this minho guy has other plans.

“i'll see you around, neighbour.” he calls behind your back. you know he's still smirking even before you turn to look at him working his front door open. “nice singing, by the way.” he raises an eyebrow at you before he gets in and closes the door behind him.

you actually drop your bags at that. you knew there was a good chance he'd been able to hear you all this time, and in every other situation it wouldn't have phased you. but when it seems like he's mocking you after how rude he's managed to be to you in the span of a couple of minutes? now you're both flustered and pissed.

“oh shit.” you scramble to get your bags again, suddenly remembering that you've bought a dozen of eggs. if even a single one of them has cracked because of this guy...

turns out only one egg survived, as you'd soon discovered with a quick glance at your bag and upon closer inspection later after you got inside your house. but you're convinced that it was minho's fault. and so, you're set on holding him accountable for it.

so you are ringing his doorbell next day.

“hey, neighbour.” an unsuspecting lee minho directs an amused grin at you when he answers the door and what he finds is you. he notices how your arms are crossed and how you're sporting a frown that makes you look, in his humble opinion, more adorable than intimidating.

he has no idea what this is about, but he's here for it.

“hi, minho.” your tone is flatter than a table when you greet him. “i need some eggs.”

he blinks at you once, twice, and for a moment you think it's endearing how he looks like a confused cat. nope, nope, you need to stop right there. we must stay focused, brothers.

“you need eggs.” he repeats after you.

“yes. you startled me when you got into your house yesterday and i dropped my bags.” he raises an eyebrow at you like he did yesterday. does he have to look that hot while doing it? you continue through gritted teeth. “i had my groceries there, and the eggs i bought cracked.”

“really?” he tilts his head to the side and blinks exaggeratedly at you. you nod. “my bad, neighbour.” he doesn't sound a bit sorry.

“my name is y/n.” you were bothered before, but now you're getting pissed.

“i know, you told me yesterday.” on his end, minho is having the time of his life. you are so cute trying to stay calm. in your current stance, you're only missing an irritated tapping of one of your feet to look like thumper from bambi. perhaps he can push you enough to get you to do that, he bets you'd look adorable. ah, he must be losing his mind.

“you keep calling me neighbour.” you point out. minho gives you a very sweet, very charming smile, and you mentally curse at how it actually kind of works.

so much for staying focused.

“aren't we neighbours though?” you sigh.

“whatever. do you have eggs?”

“the question isn't whether i can give you my eggs or not, the question is: are we at that point of our relationship already? we might be going too fast here, neighbour.” he teases. is he making an innuendo out of eggs now?

you take a deep breath.

“look-” you start, but he cuts you off.

“wait, i'll be right back.” he saunters inside his house leaving there, dumbfounded. can this guy get any more irritating?

you're still standing there, probably looking like you're trying to catch flies with your mouth when you hear a soft meow below you, and you find a cat stretching right by your feet. so your annoying neighbour is a hot guy with a cat. why did the universe put the man of your dreams right next door only to make him an asshole? still, you waste no time in getting down and presenting your hand to the kitty.

“oh hi, baby. when did you get here?” you softly call, and when it not only gets closer to you but nuzzles its face against your palm as well, you gasp in delighted awe.

“dori likes you already, huh?” you look up to find minho smiling at you, and this time it's more of a fond smile than a shit-eating grin. the cat goes back to its owner and nuzzles against his legs this time, and you get back to your feet. “here.”

minho shoves two cartons of eggs into your arms. two whole cartons, which is twice what you bought yesterday. he might have gotten on your nerves the couple of times that you've talked to him, but you came here intending to go back with maybe a couple of eggs out of pettiness more than anything, so it feels wrong to take this much from him.

“wait, minho, this is too much. it's more than-” he cuts you off again with a dismissive wave of his hand.

“take them. it was my fault and i bought too many anyway. or is that more eggs than you can take, neighbour?”

well, bye-bye cute, smiley, kind of not that annoying-looking minho, welcome back shit-eating grin, irritating asshole.

“thanks, minho.” as he goes back to annoying, your tone goes back to flat.

“don't mention it. let me know what you think about my eggs next time, neighbour.” he wiggles his eyebrows at you, and with that, closes his door on your face.

you feel your blood boiling as you go back to your house.

unbeknownst to you, minho saw what happened yesterday in the split second he caught sight of you dropping your bags as he was closing his door and actually felt guilty about it, so he bought the eggs to bring them to you later on that day.

he's glad you've come to him before he had the chance to do so, though. it's been way more fun like this.

the next time you see minho, you find him helping an elderly lady go down the stairs to your floor.

you're locking your door behind you, ready to go hang out at one of your friend's place, when you hear his voice behind you.

“aish, we've talked about this, mrs park. you need to take the elevator.”

you turn around and sure enough, this lady you assume to be one of your neighbours from one of the upper floors is gripping minho's arm with one of her hands and holding a cane with the other as they descend the stairs. with much difficulty on her end, you note.

“don't lecture me, young man.” this mrs park lady spits at him. minho straightens his posture next to her.

“yes, ma'am.” you like this woman already. there's this feeling of satisfaction in seeing minho getting told off that has you quietly snickering.

the sound must reach his ears as his gaze automatically travels to where you're standing. you think he's going to be embarrassed that you just witnessed someone else having the upper hand in a conversation, but he just gives you a lopsided grin.

“hey, neighbour.” you don't bother hiding how you roll your eyes into the next world.

before you can say anything, mrs park speaks up.

“and who is this young lady, min-min?” your eyebrows shoot up at that, and you don't miss the way minho's ears turn red at the nickname. oh, so this is what makes him shy. you take note of it. “did you finally get a girlfriend?”

well, now you are the one feeling a blush creep up your cheeks. you fear minho is, in fact, very capable of telling her that you are actually his girlfriend just to get a reaction out of you, so you walk towards the two of them before he can answer.

“my name's y/n. mrs park, right?” she smiles at you while nodding and she looks like the cutest grandma while doing so. you've been around this lady for a few minutes at most and you'd already do anything for her. maybe it has to do with her scolding minho, you think.

“that's right, dear.”

“i actually moved next to minho a couple of months ago.” you explain, mirroring her smile. you're about to shake her hand, but you notice that it might not be the most comfortable thing for her in her current predicament. “you know what? let me help you get the rest of the way down too.” you tell her, and you offer one of your arms for her to hold like she's doing with minho's, as well as a hand to hold her cane for her. she gladly takes you up on your offer.

“oh, aren't i lucky to have such kind kids as neighbours? thank you, deary. i'll bring you cookies next time. after all, i couldn't properly welcome you when you moved because i didn't know you had.” yep, you would most definitely risk it all for this woman.

“don't even worry about it, mrs park! it's not your fault, and i wouldn't want to inconvenience you.” you tell her as the three of you make your way down the stairs. she doesn't have that many steps left, but her pace is slow, and she hisses in pain with each one she goes down. you understand why minho was ushering her to take the elevator.

“nonsense, dear. it's no inconvenience, i'll get you those cookies soon.” she insists. you'd feel bad if you refuse her too much, so you accept.

“well, in that case, thank you so much. i'm sure they'll be delicious.”

“do i get cookies too, mrs park? yours are the best.” minho butts in, and you catch yourself finding him cute again in the way his eyes sparkle with hopeful joy at the notion of the homemade pastries.

“you know i can't say no to you, min-min, but learn some manners from this young lady.” she tells minho, but both of you can tell she's joking. you assumed as much already, but they must be close with each other.

“yes!” he pumps a fist in the air in victory. “thank you, mrs park.” he smiles the prettiest smile you've ever seen at her as the three of you get down the last step and you think for a moment that you want him to smile at you like that too.

“let me get the elevator for you, mrs park.” you let go of her and give her cane back, already moving to call the elevator. “i know it's slow, and i'd love to help you all the way down, but i think it might be more comfortable for you like this.”

“she's right, mrs park. we can't have you tripping down the stairs again.” minho intervenes.

“again?!” you ask, horrified. you are not letting this woman walk down a single step more, not on your watch.

“that's right, mrs park here tripped down the stairs last year and fractured her hipbone. she gave the whole block quite a scare.”

“oh my god.”

“you make it sound so dramatic. besides, i'm completely recovered now.” mrs park complains, but as much as minho annoys you, you agree with him on this one.

“mrs park, i get what you mean, but minho is looking out for you. there's no harm in using the elevator, right?”

mrs park looks back and forth between minho and you a couple of times and both of you smile the most innocent smiles you can manage at her. she sighs in defeat.

“okay, okay. i'll take the damn thing.” the elevator doors open right then. “now you children get back to whatever you were doing, i've already taken more than enough of your time.” she waves at the two of you as she steps into the elevator.

“will do! it was nice meeting you, mrs park!” you wave back at her with a smile, and so does minho.

“see you, mrs park. i'm looking forward to those cookies.” the elevator doors close, and you're left alone with minho.

“well, that leaves just the two of us, neighbour.” the corners of his mouth tug upwards, and you already fear what he's about to say next. “but pray tell, wouldn't it have been easier for you to get in the elevator with mrs park?” your eyes widen and your jaw goes slack. you can’t believe this man.

“couldn't you have said so before the doors closed?” you ask incredulously, and then you realise “wait, but you didn't get in either, you missed it too.” one of his hands flies to the nape of his neck and he lightly scratches it. 

“ah, i actually didn't. i only came out because i heard mrs park and i couldn't let her walk those steps alone.” his smile gets wider, and he shrugs his shoulders. “sorry to disappoint, but you're on your own on this one.”

“i-” this time, it's actually a good thing he cuts you off, because you have no idea what to say, caught between trying to process how surprisingly sweet of minho is to take care of mrs park like that and how exasperated you feel at him right now.

“i'll see you around, neighbour.”

“and is this neighbour of yours handsome, dear?”

you don't know why you even bother at this point.

“mom, for the love of god!” you settle for the softer option of the words that were about to come out of your mouth. “i've barely seen the guy twice and you're already throwing me into his arms.” you exasperatedly munch on one of mrs park's cookies, the sweet treat is very much needed to get you through this phone call. minho was right though; her cookies are the best you've ever had.

“do you want to be thrown into his arms?” she throws at you, and you sputter. what has gotten into your mom?

“this is pointless, i'm hanging up.” you deadpan. your mom laughs at the other end of the line.

“aw, come on. i'm just joking, sweetie. but would it kill you to try to look at him in that light? or anyone for that matter?” see, this is what your mom doesn't know.

the fucking thing is, you see him in that light.

you don't know why your mom is so set in getting you to consider if minho is handsome or not, but the fact is that you very well know he is. you've seen him just a couple of times, but you're too well aware of how attractive your neighbour is. he has it all too: cute, hot, sexy, endearing, you name it. you aren't that sure about his personality because you don't get just why he has to tease you each time he sees you nor do you enjoy being mocked each time he opens his mouth, but he definitely has the looks. you'd be either too blind or too ignorant to even try to deny it.

“mom, i don't think i'd even say we're friends. just because he looks around my age doesn't make it any weirder than if you were trying to set me up with a man old enough to be dad.” you hear some rustling on the other end and then your father is speaking to you. your mom always puts everyone on speaker, so this is no surprise.

“i've been summoned. what's up, petal?”

“dad, tell mom to stop trying to set me up with my neighbour.” you take another bite of your cookie, chewing quickly to continue speaking. “tell her to stop trying to set me up with anyone for that matter.” your dad makes no effort to do such thing.

“your neighbour? what neighbour? who is this young man trying to seduce my baby?”

“dad, you're missing the whole point. no one is being seduce-”

“if you're seeing someone, you better bring him home for me to meet him, young lady.” you silently face-palm.

by the end of the call, both your parents are somehow convinced that you like minho, that he likes you or that you're dating him, you're not sure which one. perhaps all three. well, it's not like you care. no matter how good-looking you think he is you can't picture yourself dating minho, that would be-

wait, why are you imagining what it would be like to date him? you groan. see? this is what talking to your parents does to you.

you take the last bite of the last cookie you have left from the batch that mrs park made for you. you're thinking about how much of a sweet person she seems to be when you're startled by the sound of your doorbell. you make your way to the front door, to find none other than minho on the other side, with his characteristic cocky smile.

“hey, neighbour.”

“uh... hi. can i help you?” you don't know why you find this situation so awkward, but there's something about minho actively looking for you that seems uncharacteristic of him.

“you can, actually. i have a friend over and he's making brownies, but we ran out of sugar.”

“so?” you ask. you have no problem with giving him sugar, but you want to make things a bit difficult for him because he always makes things difficult for you.

“so,” he echoes you. “i was hoping you'd take pity on us and give us some. i think about a cup is all he's missing.”

“mrs park would be disappointed in you, minho.” you feign a disappointed sigh of your own accompanied by a disapproving shake of your head, and when minho looks at you with pure confusion in his eyes you think you're getting good at his little game. “she did tell you to learn some manners, didn't she? and you can't even say please when asking for something.”

minho mutters an “ahh” while nodding his head in understanding before he gets back to the smug smile.

that's not good.

“my dearest, most favourite neighbour.” he dramatically begins, leaning his back to your doorframe and putting a hand to his forehead as if he were about to faint. “would you be oh so gracious with these two fools who didn't properly measure their sugar so as to bestow upon them the immense generosity of sparing some of your own, m'lady?”

at that, he gets down on one knee and delicately takes one of your hands in his own, bringing it to his lips to plant a soft kiss on the back of it without taking his eyes off yours for a single second.

you blink repeatedly.

you stare at minho.

he grins at you from below.

your eyes widen.

you blush.

you yank your hand from his hold as if it burned you to touch him. it somehow feels like that may very well be a possibility.

“h-huh?” you can hear the whistling sound of water boiling in a teapot in your ears if you focus hard enough.

“sugar, neighbour. i asked you if you can please give me some.” he repeats. “your pretty head surely knows what sugar is, right?”

your what now?

at this point, minho is grinning wider than the cheshire cat. he likes annoyed you, but he thinks he prefers flustered you because there's less risk of you actually getting angry at him. and there's the added benefit of seeing you blush, that's cute. so cute, minho finds himself wanting to make you blush more. wanting to kiss the redness on your cheeks. he's definitely losing his mind.

“of course i know what sugar is.” is all you can muster once you're able to somewhat compose yourself. minho finally gets up and dusts his pants off, still smiling at you.

“glad to know, you had me worried for a second there.”

“i'll be right back.” you run away into your house and minho patiently waits at your door.

you want to get this over with as quickly as possible because you don't like not knowing what to do about the frantic pounding of your heart. and most importantly, you can't be bothered to measure one cup, so once you get the sugar, you bring him the whole packet. besides, he did give you too many eggs last time, so it's only fair that you give him extra too.

“here.” in a similar fashion to him, you shove the thing into his chest and he scrambles to take a hold of it. you notice that he is about to protest , so you speak before he does. “you gave me extra eggs last time, so take it. i'll survive without it, i promise.” at that, minho's face lights up again.

“oh, that's right. you never told me what you thought about my eggs, neighbour.” his hand comes up to hold the doorframe as he leans forward, towards you, with that teasing smile of his.

so he's back at it again. however, this time you're set on being the one who gets a reaction out of him. so, not only do you play along whatever this egg innuendo is, but you also try something you've been thinking about for a while now.

you lean forward as well, your faces inches apart. minho doesn't bat an eye at first, and it almost seems like his smile gets even bigger. but that changes once you whisper:

“your eggs were delicious, min-min.” the combination of the nickname, the sultry tone you've used with him, and the way you bite your lip would be bound to end anyone else. but minho is a strong man, so he's just rendered speechless.

this time, it's his eyes getting wide for a change, and they wander to your lips for a split second. even his mouth falls open a little bit. you see the tips of his ears getting red as they did that day when mrs park called him the same nickname and you are pleased with his reaction, guessing that this is the most you can get out of him. mission accomplished, you think to yourself.

and you close the door on his face.

this one goes to you, but the sense of victory is dulled by the fact that all you could think of when getting that close to him was how easy it would be to close the remaining distance and kiss him.

the next morning, you find that a piece of paper has been slid through your front door.

“hey neighbour,

my friend and i ended up making too many brownies, and it's only fair that you get to have some. we couldn't have made them without your stellar support, after all.

swing by whenever you want today and let's have them over a movie :)

- min”

you read and re-read the note. the faces of three cats are doodled right next to his name, and you can't help but feel giddy at the thought that a boy has written you a note inviting you over and has even taken the time to doodle on it. it's the simplest thing, but you find it charming in the most adorable way. guess you are easy to please.

you suddenly freeze in where you're standing.

wait, is this just a friendly hangout between neighbours? or does he want it to be a date? do you want it to be a date? oh god, you want it to be a date. that must make you some sort of masochist, because why else would you voluntarily accept what sounds like an invitation for him to tease you for the whole duration of whatever movie you end up watching? yep, you must be out of your mind. but that doesn't take from the fact you do want this to be a date, so you think it's time to admit that you might have developed a teeny tiny crush on minho.

okay, so you must be into degradation.

that's all you can gather from this newfound piece of information and you guess there's something new to learn every day.

whatever, you don't want to think about this too much. you've had crushes before and they've never gone anywhere, so why would this be any different? thinking about the prospect of liking or dating someone always makes you wonder if the reason you've been single all your life is somehow your fault, and you don't want to get depressive thinking about that.

so you just make up your mind to drop by minho's house in the afternoon and go on with your day until then. you work out, take a shower, have breakfast, do your chores, prepare lunch and laze around until you get hungry enough to have the meal you prepared.

5 pm arrives faster than you expected, and you guess that that's is a decent time to go to minho's house, so you quickly prepare some iced coffee to have with the brownies, change into a comfy outfit and take your keys to exit your house. you kind of walk the short walk from your door to minho's in autopilot, getting suddenly nervous at the prospect of spending that much time alone with him, and you ring his doorbell with a slightly shaky hand.

when minho gets the door, he does a quick once over of your appearance today, which doesn't go unnoticed. he grins that lopsided grin that you've come to like in these few times you've seen each other, and for once, this sight of him makes you smile too. he does his little confused blinking again, but his smile stays, and you swear his voice sounds softer when he greets you with his usual:

“hey, neighbour.”

“hi, i brought coffee.” you lift the bag where you've brought the beverage and minho makes a gesture for you to hand it to him. you try not to think about how warm his hand feels when it brushes against yours. minho ushers you inside with his other hand.

into degradation and touch starved. you keep learning today, it seems.

“come on in.” you follow him inside and try to make the way you're curiously looking around not too obvious. “make sure you close the door behind you, please. wouldn't want the babies to run out.”

“the babies?” you echo his words, making sure that the door is properly closed behind you as he has requested.

“that's right.” you continue following him like a lost puppy until you reach his kitchen. “this is cold, right?” he asks, patting the bag.

you nod at him, and he gets the two cups inside the bag to transfer them to his fridge.

“all set.” he smiles again. “come meet my babies.” you follow him to the living room and he asks you to stay there as he walks along a long corridor that you're guessing leads to the rooms and the bathrooms as it does in your place. you hear the sound of a door being opened and the soft padding of paws against the floor, and before you know it three cats come rushing at you and start meowing at you for attention. have you died and gone to heaven?

“you already know dori,” minho comes closer to where you're crouching to pet the three kitties. “and these are soonie and doongie.” he points at each one and you nod.

you feel like this might be imposing, but you're too overwhelmed with this much cuteness around you, so you can't help but ask:

“do you think they'll want to rip my eyes out if i try picking one of them up?” minho chuckles at that.

he doesn't usually like other people around his cats aside from his family and closest friends, but with the way you're looking at them with starry eyes and the slightest pout on your lips, he knows his babies are in good hands with you.

“try your luck, neighbour. they may not stay still, but they won't lash out. maybe try dori.” he advises. “it's not that much of a difference, but she has already seen you once.”

you nod and focus all your attention on the grey cat. when you gently scoop her up in your arms and she doesn't protest, you feel like you might cry tears of joy. she even lets you scratch her chin and... is that purring you're hearing? oh no, this is bad. you might be in love.

“she doesn't hate me!” you whisper-shout at minho. he chuckles again at your excitement.

“looks like it.”

“she's purring, minho.” he nods.

“i can hear that.”

“she's the cutest thing i've ever seen.” minho bites his tongue to stop himself from saying that you are the cutest thing he's ever seen.

“she takes after her owner.” is what he says instead. you're so entranced that your answer is automatic, unfiltered.

“she does.” you say with a smile. minho freezes as he feels a familiar heat at the tips of his ears, and you seem to notice what you've just said a moment later. you go stiff, and dori is startled enough to jump from your arms. “i mean!” you suddenly find minho's wooden floor, which is identical to yours, to be the most interesting thing in the world. “you do these little things sometimes that are kind of cat-like, you know?” you mumble.

minho gets giddy at the subtle implication that you've been paying attention to him.

“like what?” he asks while crouching to pet soonie, and surprisingly enough, his tone isn't teasing this time, just curious.

“like...” you slowly let you gaze meet his again “like when you blink slowly and many times when you're confused. or the way you sometimes tilt your head to the side. or the way i thought you were kind of an asshole at first but you actually look like you care a lot around the people around you.” you throw in.

that last one is a bit of a reach because you don't really know him that well yet, but you want to know what he has to say about it. fortunately, he doesn't seem offended when he huffs a laugh at you.

“why would you think i was an asshole?” he stands up again. you know he hasn't just asked you that.

“you were rude when we met on the elevator!”

“how was i rude?”

“you're either messing with me right now or you're too dense. you acted like you hated my guts! and you keep making fun of me since then.” you acuse, crossing your arms. minho winces a bit. he does see how he could have come across that way.

“i'm sorry it seemed like that, i'm just not the best at meeting new people.” he explains. “i guess that kind of makes a bit like a cat, huh? but for the record, i've never once made fun of you.” he says, completely serious.

“allow me to disagree.”

“it's true! friendly banter? maybe. a bit of teasing? perhaps. some flirting? definitely, if you hadn't noticed.” he says nonchalantly, and you freeze for a moment again. “but i would never make fun of you.”

“that's good to know.” is all you manage to squeak, and you want to get paid for all the times you blush around this man, because it's happening too often. minho goes back to smiling.

“good. now that that's settled, shall we watch a movie, neighbour?”

the little details were already hinting at it, but minho turns out to be a big softie. you are sitting on opposite ends of his couch so that both of you can have your legs stretched on top of it. his movie of choice is tangled, and you can tell he must have seen it at least as many times as you have to know every song by heart. he incredulously asks you if you aren't going to sing with him during the first one as if that was a given.

“you belt out taylor swift at ungodly hours in the morning but you can't take singing a couple of songs with me, neighbour?” he challenges. of course, you sing every damn song with him.

and it turns out to be a blast. you can't remember when was the last time you had this much fun watching a movie. but then again, neither of you you aren't as focused in the movie as you are in dramatically repeating some of the lines and singing the songs. you try not to think about how your heart speeds up when a more romantic song comes up or every time minho replaces flynn calling rapunzel “blondie” with his trademark “neighbour”.

halfway through the movie, minho takes out the brownies and the coffee.

“here. lix makes the best brownies, but i hope you'll still like my eggs better.” he winks at you. you find yourself smiling for the first time at that joke too.

“again with the eggs? why does it feel like you're using them as codeword for something else?” you tease as he hands you your plate and your cup. you place both on the table in front of the couch, and he does the same when he comes back with his.

“and what do you think they might be codeword for, neighbour?” you just shrug your shoulders. “well, whatever they are, they've been in your mouth” he wiggles his eyebrows at you like he did last time, and you take one of the cushions on the couch to playfully hit him with it.

“pervert.” you acuse.

he takes the cushion from your hands smirking and looks behind for his cats before chucking it without a care as they aren't there.

“maybe i am.” the two of you are left in very close proximity, and you start feeling that familiar heat on your face when your eyes seem to have a mind of their own and automatically dart to his lips. you really need to get paid for blushing around him.

“let's try those brownies.” you back away with a racing heart and pray that you won't drop your food or spill your drink with how shaky you get when you're nervous in the slightest. thankfully you manage to get through without incidents.

minho is right about those brownies being the best, as he was about mrs park's cookies.

“your eggs are definitely in danger after this, minho.” you joke around. “is your friend a pastry chef or something?” his eyes get wide and bright as they did when he asked mrs park if she would bring him cookies.

“he should be one, right? i've told him so hundreds of times!” the two of you practically inhale your brownies as you speak.

“i mean, he should definitely give it a try if it's something he enjoys, he's clearly good at it.” you say, taking another bite.

“good enough to make you forget about my eggs.” he pouts. “you wound me, neighbour. i'm gonna have to wine and dine you to win my rightful first place in your heart back.”

“are you asking me out, min-min?” you throw the nickname at him, not wanting to be the only flustered one in this room.

the usual redness appears on his ears, but he's not as flushed as the other times and there's no doubt in his voice when he says:

“damn right i am. what do you say?”

what do you say? that's a stupid question.

“sure, but are you sure you can top these?” you point at your now empty plate, moving on to what's left of your coffee. minho's lips quiver as if he's trying to contain a smile.

“topping is my favourite thing to do, neighbour.”

you almost spit out your coffee, but you don't have anything to hit him with within reach anymore, so you let it go this time.

you discuss when you'll meet for dinner, the movie long forgotten. minho apologetically tells you that his job is actually keeping him busy for the next couple of weeks or so, and that he won't have the time to cook you the five star course he's promised you until then. he offers to hang out some other day for movies like this if you want though, as he's free during afternoons for the most part. you, of course, say yes.

some other day turns out to be almost every day. minho and you exchanged numbers the day he asked you out to that dinner date, so you guys have been texting as well. there's a lot of your usual bickering and a big amount of flirting, your conversations becoming dangerously close to inappropriate sometimes. but for the most part, you just talk about more wholesome stuff.

he sends you lots of selfies using weird filters to make you laugh, and there's this one time when you nearly lose your shit when you receive one in your workplace. you learn he hates coriander with a passion, and it might make you a bit cruel, but you make a mental note to hide some in his food sometime to see the face he makes, just once. he tells you that he has seven friends who are dying to meet you, including the brownie boy. you also find out that he's a graduate on computer science and he works as a computer hardware engineer. you're not entirely sure what that is about, but you know that you need big brain energy to be working in something like that. his true passion, however, is actually his favourite hobby: dancing. so this man has got the looks, the brains, as you're quickly discovering the personality too, and he is a dancer. why does he keep getting more charming by the moment?

you have multiple chances to ask yourself this question in the span of the two weeks that you spend coming to his place to watch movies. you learn that soonie had been abandoned when he adopted him, that he got doongie from a friend's cat who had given birth, and that he got dori from an abandoned cat website too, and this fact tugs at your heartstrings. he just loves his cats so much, and it's obvious that they love him too. they are a little family, and you find them to be the absolute loveliest when they're together.

you just find minho to be the absolute loveliest in general. you realise now why you thought he was an asshole at first; it's because he doesn't feel the need to make a show out of how he cares for others. he never expects anything in return for the little things he does for people, nor does he shove it in anyone's faces that he's doing something for them. in fact, he does things for others almost secretly, you learn when he confesses what actually went down with the eggs. that was the problem all along: the first few times you saw minho, you were too focused on how he talked to you, which you easily mistook for the wrong thing when you didn't pay attention to the nice things he was pairing it with.

you don't think he's nice like you did that first time you saw him through your window though. you now think he's one of the sweetest people you know. some point along this couple of weeks, much to your friends' delight, you've found yourself telling them about your growing crush on your neighbour, and you have promised to ask him to meet them sometime soon. who knows? if things go well, maybe your friends can meet his. you still want to wait to tell your parents though, you don't want them jumping right to marriage at the news that you've found someone you like, that you're getting to know him, and that he seems to like you as well.

on his end, minho finds himself more infatuated with you by the second. it's all about the little things, he thinks. it's how you bring treats for his cats too when you bring snacks for the two of you, or how they curl both around and on top of you if you fall asleep on his couch like they've already done twice. it's how he wishes he could lie down with you too when that happens, how he wishes to hold you close to him too often these days. it's the way you look out for mrs park as if she was your own grandma ever since you met her just like he does. it's the way you feel more comfortable as time passes to match his teasing. it's the way your eyes have been softening lately and your smiles have been getting bigger each time you look at him.

and so, when the friday of your awaited dinner date rolls around, both of you are buzzing with excitement. you manage to get through half of the day without excitement turning into nerves, but when the afternoon arrives, your stomach starts to churn anxiously. you know there's no reason why you should be this nervous to see minho, but you can't help it. the possible outcomes of this date scare you. what if he decides he doesn't like you like that and doesn't want to have more dates with you or even invite you over for movies anymore? and what if he does want to keep on going on dates with you? you're old enough to treat the concept of dating with maturity, but it's still so new to you that you can't help but worry about whether you are enough to be considered dating material. and copious amounts of stress only mean one thing for you.

it's cleaning time.

you don't care if you'll soon have to start getting ready, you need this.

you're butchering half of celine dion's discography this time, which means minho must be having the time of his life back at his place, and that lots of teasing surely await you when you see him later tonight. or so you think.

you go around your house dusting the rooms and scrubbing the kitchen counters, and once you get that done you decide to finish off with something relatively quick and clean the windows and the balcony doors.

you finish off the windows in no time, and you have stepped out to your balcony with only one foot when soft meowing startles you. your eyes threaten to bulge out of their sockets when you lower your gaze.

doongie stands in your balcony, looking like he doesn't have a care in the world, and he's curiously looking at the streets below, his tail slowly swishing side to side as he sticks half of his body through the metal bars. you panic at the sight. this isn't good. you know that minho's cats never leave the house unless it is for a vet appointment, so doongie being out here in the open is completely unpredictable.

and you live on a third floor.

“doongie.” you softly call. “doongie, sweetie, come here” you try. doongie is uninterested. “pspsps. here, baby. here, have a treat, hmm?” you coax, and that grabs his attention.

he steps back and meows at you again, as if ushering you to give him what you've promised. that leaves you enough room to scoop him up into your arms. you take a quick glance at minho's balcony and find the doors closed, so you go back inside your place, lock the doors to your balcony and head straight for minho's house. you waste no time in ringing his doorbell, as you've done countless times now.

minho opens up soon after, and he looks more distressed than you've ever seen him. you can guess why.

“look, y/n, this might not be the best moment.” he tells you, looking guilty to be kicking you out before you've even stepped into his place.

it's shocking enough for you to hear him use your name instead of his usual “neighbour” with you. and as much as you hated it at first, you'd give anything to hear him say it now, because that would mean that he's feeling good enough to joke around with you.

“doongie is at my place.” you say. he looks at you with eyes wide as saucers and it seems like he doesn't fully process your words, so you repeat them. “doongie is at my place.”

when the words finally register in his head, he slumps and he lowers his head, his forehead landing on your shoulder. his hands grip your waist, holding onto you for dear life.

“thank god. oh, thank god.” he mumbles, muffled against you, but you still hear the shakiness in his tone. you stroke his hair softly. his hands move from your hips and then he's hugging you in the tightest hug anyone has ever given you. “thank you, thank you, thank you.” he repeats over and over against you, and you swear you can hear sniffling.

you wait until he's calmed down a bit to tell him that he can go get doongie, which he quickly and gladly accepts. he holds his cat right as he sees him, peppering the kitty's face with kisses.

“i was worried sick.” he tells him. “my baby, i'm so sorry. you have a dummy of an owner, right?” he apologises, scratching his chin. doongie doesn't look like he cares that much about it. in your eyes, he just looks happy to see minho as usual, as meows at him and proceeds to rub his face against him, purring loudly.

you watch the two fondly, and walk them the short way from your house to minho's when he says he's going back to get things ready for later.

you didn't notice when you came to get minho, but his place looks like a tornado went through it.

“do you need help with... that?” you ask from his front door, pointing inside. although you don't know exactly what to point at, everything looks like a mess.

minho tells you that he started looking everywhere once he noticed that doongie was missing and that's why his house looks like that. he tries to politely refuse your offer, telling you that he'll have his place looking like it usually does in no time and then he'll make dinner for the two of you. nice try, but you're not having any of that

“bullshit.” you deadpan. “i'm helping you and you don't get to say no. i brought doongie back to you, so you owe me one.”

“and you're deciding that i owe you... letting you clean and tidy up a mess that you didn't make?”

“you got a problem with that?” you ask with an eyebrow raised at him. minho straightens up.

“no, ma'am.”

“thought so.”

the two of you get to work, and even with an extra pair of hands to help, it takes longer than minho had expected to get his place back to normal.

minho looks dejectedly at the kitchen counter where he had already set a few of the ingredients he was going to use and bites his lip. it's probably too late to make what he had in mind now, so he will have to settle for something quicker.

“make yourself at home, i'll get started with dinner.” he says.

you yank the back of his collar to pull him back to you.

“no, you won't.”

“what is it with you bossing me around today?” he complains, turning to face you.

“minho, you were scared shitless for doongie just a while back and i can tell you're still unsettled by the whole thing, so just sit back and rest for a little, okay?”minho doesn't look fully convinced.

“but what about dinner?” 

“it's fine, minho, don't worry about it. we can order some takeout and you'll cook for me next time.”

you see the signs of how he hasn't fully recovered from the shock just yet as he frantically looks at doongie every now and then. as if he were going to disappear any second, and for good this time. his voice hasn't lost that shakiness you noticed earlier, and his lips have been pursed in a straight line while his eyes have looked suspiciously watery. it breaks your heart to see him this shaken up.

“no, i-i promised. it was the whole point of the date, and-”

screw this, he needs to shut up.

for the first time since you've known each other, it's you who interrupts minho.

crushing your lips against his.

it takes him by surprise and he goes stiff for a moment, but you keep it short either way.

“minho,” you cup his cheeks softly and look him in the eyes. “do you really think you need to cook for me to get me to like you, or to go on more dates with you, or whatever it is that your equally hot and stupid brain is thinking right now?” he looks speechless.

“huh?” oh how the tables have turned. not long ago, you were the one stunned to silence in each of your conversations, and now it's him who can't find the words to answer you.

“i'm saying i already like you, you cute idiot. i don't care about dinner, i'm here for the time i get to spend with you.”

minho looks like he's on the verge of tears, but even as he lightly sniffles, he smiles and says:

“and here i thought you only wanted me to be your trophy husband.” you smile at him, lacing your hands together behind his neck.

“idiot.” he shrugs his shoulders, not losing the smile. you never want him to lose the smile.

“it's part of my charm.”

“it actually is.” you admit.

and this time, it's him who's diving in to kiss you. his lips move slowly against yours, soft and tender at first, and a few moments later they become firmer, more passionate. you match his pace eagerly, and you think that you could kiss this boy for a whole lifetime as a pleasant shiver runs down your spine and you feel goosebumps rising on your skin. the two of you feel breathless when you pull apart, but he still steals another peck before resting his forehead against yours with a smile. one of his hands comes up to cup your face, his thumb caressing your cheek in slow motions.

“hey, neighbour.” he whispers.

your lips stretch in the biggest, happiest smile your face is capable of, and minho doesn't need to see it. he feels it, and he knows he will do whatever it takes to have you smiling like that as often as possible.

“hi.”

after that, he finally yields to you, letting you order some takeout as you cuddle on his couch. minho is laying his head on your chest and has his eyes closed while you thread your fingers through his hair. soonie is sleeping by your feet, doongie is laying on your chest right next to minho's face and dori is curled up on top of your belly. you could get used to this.

“date me.” minho suddenly mumbles, half asleep.

“huh?”

“i said date me.” he repeats, a bit louder this time.

“i heard you. but haven't we been going on dates this whole time? i thought the movies were dates.” your voice goes somewhat quieter and you bite your lip at that last part, afraid that you might have misunderstood the situation. minho huffs and opens his eyes to look at you, but makes no effort to move from his current position.

“you can be so dense sometimes. yes, those were dates. but i mean date me. as in, be my girlfriend, neighbour.”

minho feels you tense under him, and he watches at your eyes dart from one place to another. he can hear your heart picking up its pace from where his head is placed, and he smiles at the adorable blush already creeping up your cheeks.

“sure, min-min.” you throw the nickname at him, as you do every time you want him to feel even a fraction of the bashfulness you feel.

and it works, like it does every time. minho rolls his eyes at you, but he somehow does so lovingly, and then closes them again.

“hey neighbour?” he quietly calls out to you. you hum for him to continue as your fingers keep moving slowly through his hair.

his eyes remain closed as the corners of his lips lift.

“did you order something with eggs?”

no more whore era i want this

## jwi is so damn hot here, i want cry so bad %!#

— things they find attractive, skz.

pairing: boyfriend!skz x gn!reader

genre: fluff, just loads of fluff

warnings: kissing, mentions of driving and being drunk, lmk if i missed something, not proofread.

word count: 1.1k

notes: an anon requested me to write something like this but i was already drafting the same idea so i just came up with this. please don't send in requests because i'm not taking any right now and if you wish to see more of this posts please reblog, leave your feedbacks and put tags alright? thank you very much love ♡

𝗕𝗔𝗡𝗚 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡 — when you smile

chan fell in love the moment you smiled at him. it’s like a treasure that he would always want to keep and a sight that he would always want to see. he would do everything to see that pretty smile on your face. the way your teeth peek in between your lips or even if it’s a simple smile, his heart can’t rest. one smile from you will brighten up his day for sure. by doing small things such as tucking your hair behind your ears or wiping your lips from the excess food, a smile would creep on them which makes him giggle in return. a compliment will urge you to show that sweet gesture, anything that chan has in mind just to make you smile. 

“you know what,” he said. “what?” you asked, taking a napkin from the small box. “you shine when you smile,” he said, making you flustered in return. 

𝗟𝗘𝗘 𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪 — when you’re driving  

you passed the driving test and got your driver’s license recently. thanks to minho who managed to keep his patience from teaching you how to drive, it all ended up worth it. he was happy when you were screaming in excitement the moment you entered your shared apartment—and as for rewarding you, he decided to let you drive his car. it was very unusual of him but you promised you’ll do a good job. he finds it hot even when you were still practicing, the thought of you raising the speed and running past through some cars on the road, or even playing with the wheel and setting the roof back on its trunk when you use his convertible. only a smirk would plaster his face seeing how well he did to train you. your boyfriend could only relax on the passenger’s seat. 

𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗕𝗜𝗡 — when you do stretching 

work has been tough for you and changbin during the past few days—him coming home late at night and ending up seeing you do a few stretches on your seat while working on something on the laptop. one of the most common practices is having your back straightened with your arms pointing upward and tilting your head from side to side for neck exercise. a smirk surfaces on his lips before he could wrap his arms around your waist, to kiss your cheek, surprising you every time. “take it easy, love,” he would whisper and start to massage your shoulders. “you look so good stretching,” he chuckled and ended up being cuddled by you, in a few seconds after being flustered. 

𝗛𝗬𝗨𝗡𝗝𝗜𝗡 — when you kiss him 

kisses are normal with you and hyunjin but it would feel different every time when you are the one who makes the first move. random kisses are often given or exchanged yet it happens at most unexpected times or places. just like how you pinned him on the wall for once because you were madly drunk and he wasn’t. you pulled his tie to move him closer while your order hand rested on the wall. he was left dumbfounded and tensed on the spot, it was something hot and bold for you to make. hyunjin didn’t hesitate to have his hands around your waist, pulling you closer as he deepened the kiss, tasting all the drinks you consumed a few moments earlier. 

𝗛𝗔𝗡 𝗝𝗜𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗚 — laughing at his jokes

your boyfriend gives corny jokes sometimes and you know that. maybe they are not funny all the time but they manage to end up being witty. it wasn’t only about his jokes but how he reacts after, his laugh is contagious which causes you to laugh with him in the end. they were good enough to have you cackle while smacking a pillow resting on your laugh. jisung would take that opportunity to hear you laugh and watch you as if you are the most beautiful person on earth. you wouldn’t understand how his heart raced every time even if you would deny how you hate your laugh sometimes. but to him, it is one of the reasons why he loves you. 

𝗙𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗫 — when you play with his dog 

felix would always tag his golden retriever friend when he has the opportunity to do so. whether he makes it stay in their dorm or in their dressing room, it was always you who take care of it when he’s not available. the pooch was friendly enough to tackle you on the ground, lick your cheeks when he gets happy, or even play fetch, the little guy became fond of you. every time felix comes back from the schedule, he would always find you cuddling with the dog. sometimes urging the baby talks and complimenting it had his heart melt in awe. he knew he chose the right person, and felix couldn’t help but to fall for you even harder. 

𝗦𝗘𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗠𝗜𝗡 — when you sit on his lap

seungmin isn’t the type to engage skinship all the time but he had this thing with you. every time he takes a sit on the couch or on your shared bed, he’d call you up to sit on his lap, facing him. sometimes it happens randomly that he doesn’t need to tell you anymore. it all started when he came home late one night and was so exhausted from practice that you had to check if he was alright. his head fell rested on the backrest of your shared couch while staring at the ceiling, his body wanted cuddles at least and that’s why you came up sitting on his lap to hug him. he flinched the first time you did it but all he did was to blush and hugged you back, burying his face on your shoulder, leaving a kiss on it. your boyfriend couldn’t help but smile, plus you were also wearing one of his shirts. 

𝗝𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗜𝗡 — when you wear his clothes 

you were on a movie night in their dorm when it started to rain hard. the news said there was a storm coming up so he called your mother to let you stay for the night. it was unexpected as the movie ended one hour later after the harsh rainfall. he decided to lend you his clothes to wear after washing up yet he ended up gapping his mouth the moment you walked out of the bathroom. minho even teased him while he was flustered, his cheeks turned pink as he looked at you wearing his clothes. the oversized shirt and his shorts fit perfectly. he wanted to pass out on how good you look with them—also you were already attractive in the first place. jeongin got dramatic as a response that he had to hide his face as you laugh at him. 

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hyunjin’s boyfriend habits !

pairing: hwang hyunjin x gn!reader wc: idk oops genre: fluff lots of fluff warnings: none!!

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kisses all over

hyunjin loves kissing you, it’s like his lifeline. he really loves kissing your lips, claiming that he can’t get enough of your taste. if he wants to tease you he’ll nibble at your bottom lip or your neck. he loves watching how flustered you get just from his kisses. oftentimes when hyunjin greets you, he’ll slowly kiss your fingers then your forehead.

drawing you

hyunjin gets his some of his inspiration from romantic things, so it’s no surprise that you have become his muse. usually he does little sketches of you, quickly and cartoon like. although sometimes he likes to take his time, making a portrait to catch your beauty. hyunjin likes to say that he is never able to perfectly catch his stunning you are in only a painting.

spa nights

spa nights

hyunjin basically forces a face mask on you some nights if he wants to stay in. he loves to give you back massages and looks forward to his own since he claims you have to “repay him”. hyunjin ends up taking a lot of photos of you (most you would like to delete off his phone) and photos of each other to savor the memory. the two of you will sit in your bathrobes while watching a movie— sometimes you even braid hyunjin’s hair.

squeezing you to death in his sleep

hyunjin loves when you sleep over or vice versa, mostly so he can have someone to cuddle with. hyunjin is a very heavy sleeper, and a crazy one so typically the two of you wake up with either no blanket, at least one pillow on the floor or both. 99.9% of the time hyunjin latches onto you like a leech, wrapping his long legs around you and making an escape impossible. it’s nice when it’s cold outside, but not so nice when he accidentally elbows you in the face.

reading/singing you to sleep

hyunjin knows how much you love his voice as you’ve told him many times before. because of this, hyunjin occasionally sings to you or even reads to you before bed. he typically does it when you’re not feeling well or have had a bad day. hearing his voice sing a sweet tune or reading your favorite book always makes your sour mood disappear or distracts you from whatever pain you may be feeling.

being your hype-man

hyunjin always wants you to feel good about yourself, and he’ll make sure to do whatever he can to help with that. he loves taking photos of you, kneeling in extreme positions just to capture the best photos of your figure. and of course you can’t forget the multitude of compliments spewing from his lips as he snaps a bunch of shots.

being very kind and considerate of your feelings

i know this is the bare minimum but— hyunjin is truly the sweetest. he always wants to make sure that you’re comfortable with him, whatever it is. he never wants to cross any boundaries and he always wants you to tell him if there’s ever anything wrong. hyunjin values your trust and never wants to do anything to break it. if he notices that something is off, he never waits to address the issue, only wanting the best for you and your well-being.

sunoo 🖤 220808 vlive

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༉‧₊˚ enhypen's favorite types of kisses !

pairing: bf!enhypen x gn!reader | genre: fluffy fluff!! warnings: lots of kisses!!! (again, lmk i there's more!)

a/n: omg, still can't believe all the support the first post has received, thank you so much to all of you who have liked, reblogged or just read and enjoyed it! i hope you like this one as well! (please let me know if there are any spelling mistakes!)

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이희승 · lee heeseung ‧₊˚

nape kisses. heeseung loves to kiss you with all his heart, but at the same time he is a bit shy… that's why if he catches you cleaning the dishes or doing something in the kitchen be sure he will approach you from behind, wrap his arms around your waist and leave a little kiss on the back of your neck, this way you won't be able to see his flustered smile!

he will most likely then lean his head on your shoulder and ask you if you need help with anything so you won't notice how nervous he is!!

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박종성 · park jongseong ೀ

hand kisses. park jay the most romantic wbk!!! your hands are almost always intertwined, so jay often takes the opportunity to leave a kiss on the back of your hand at random times, whether it's watching a movie at home or walking together in the park.

the same thing happens when you have dinner together in a restaurant: you are talking about any subject while resting your hand on his on the table, his thumb caressing your fingers. his gaze is fixed on you while you talk to him when suddenly he brings your hand to his lips, leaving a kiss on your knuckles without breaking eye contact for a single moment.

and then he dares to ask "what's wrong?" when you stop talking looking at him all smitten!!!

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심재윤 · sim jaeyun ˖ ࣪ ⭑

neck kisses. okay listen, there's a reason for this. you and jake have a lot of cuddle sessions, like- you spend the day cuddling until it's gotten to a point where it's hard to see you two apart. that's why, somehow, you always end up hiding your head in the crook of his neck and leaving little pecks on his soft skin.

and he? he loves it. the feel of your lips on his neck always sends shivers all over his body (in the best possible way). it happens so often, but it always manages to make him all shy and a bit flushed!

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박성훈 · park sunghoon ⊹ ࣪

pecks. simple kisses that always manage to make him nervous! sunghoon would never say it out loud, but he loves to be kissed by you. when you leave short kisses on his lips, cheeks or literally anywhere he feels in heaven! try to leave a peck on his lips after making eye contact for a few seconds… it will be the end of him!

there are even times that if you kiss him repeatedly, the moment you stop he'll look at you with that "why are you stopping?" puppy eyes, although he'll probably say something more like "are you so in love with me that you need to kiss me that much?" (this guy istg-).

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김선우 · kim sunoo ౨ৎㅤ۫ ㅤ֪

all of them. he just wants you to kiss him, no matter where, how or when. you make eye contact from across the room? sunoo is already on his way to kiss you because- how dare you to look at him and not kiss him? he really doesn't care much about the type of kiss as long as your lips are on him!

although it is true that he has a weakness for sudden kisses on the tip of his nose. especially because you always do it without warning, leaving him all giggly and embarrassed "y/nnnnn, don't do this to me, my heart can't take it!" (a little cringey but it's ok bc it's sunoo).

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양정원 · yang jungwon ׅ ࣪ ✧

cheek kisses. especially the ones you give when you want to thank him for something. jungwon is a very kind person, especially because he knows that the moment he does something for you you will reward him with his favorite kisses! (or he hopes so, because otherwise i assure you that he will stare at you for several seconds like "where's my kiss?")

usually you are the one who gives him this kind of kisses, although there are times when he stares at you and simply cannot control his impulses so he ends up leaving a small kiss on your cheek, smiling at you with that eye smile of his, fonding over you.

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にしむら りき · nishimura riki ♡  

forehead kisses. very rare kisses in your relationship but that you both love more than anything else! they usually happen when one of you is feeling down… it's like your personal way of comforting each other. although they also happen in a playful way, when you literally grab his head and plant a kiss on his forehead, making him laugh at the aggressive way you had of doing such a sweet thing.

ni-ki loves it when you kiss his forehead because despite his 6 feet height it always makes him feel small, completely loved and cared by you!!! (although you will never hear him say it out loud… /sigh).

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how enhypen hyung line takes care of their s/o after surgery!

genre(s): established relationship, fluff, tiny angst, whump, hurt-comfort.

pairing(s): enhypen hyung line x fem!reader

warning(s): hospital settings, mentions of surgery, different surgical procedures in each reaction, medical complications (in jay and sunghoon's), mentions of hospital equipment, a bunch of medical terms that I know bc I want to study in the medical field (it's just dentistry lol but ok), lower case intended and mentions of cutesy nicknames.

not-so-important warning(s): sunghoon and jay's reactions are long, gramatic errors (I wrote this on my mom's phone, bc mine is dead and i'm not getting a new one maybe till next week :'(

WE NEED MORE ENHYPEN WHUMP IMAGINES AND REACTIONS!!!!!!

lee heeseung;

he was completely nervous through it all, he tried to keep himself composed but, it was inevitable. heeseung was a nervous-wreck.

but it all went away when you came out of surgery, completely loopy and out of it. he had to settle himself down, because he couldn't laugh in front of you.

“my stomach feels funny, am i hungry?” you asked with your eyes heavy.

heeseung held in a laugh, before sitting on the chair beside your bed.

“no, you're not hungry. you just got surgery, love. you had a cist removed from your ovaries.” he caressed your right arm, seeing how your eyes suddenly closed, but you then licked your lips.

“so... my ovaries are hungry? can't we give them something to eat?”

this time heeseung exploded in laughter at your questions. that was going to be a long night.

park jongseong;

you both knew that brain surgery was going to be risky and complicated, especially painful for the next few weeks.

the thing was that you were both ready for it, jay waited a long time in the waiting room, but he also waited a long time for you to wake up. after your surgery you acquired a post-surgical meningitis, so it took longer for you to recover.

and now, there you were, laying in your bed, semi-sitted, connected to a bunch of supplemental oxygen and IVs. at least you had jay trying on beanies for you to make your day less painful.

“look we have this beanie, which is cool, it'll make you look badass.” he tried a black beanie, a cute smirk on his lips.

you pouted a little, waiting for him to show you the next option.

“we have this one, which is green, it's pretty-” “its really cute.” you weakly stated, your voice tiny and shaky.

jay fully smiled, and then nodded.

“you think it's cute? you want to try it on?” you nodded, trying to grab it, but your hands were trembling, so jay carefully putted the beanie on your head, being careful with your bandage.

“see? you look pretty, like always. really beautiful,” jay lovingly caressed your cheek.

“but i win this cute competition.” he soon placed a hat with a duck face on it, suddenly making you laugh.

jay was the best boyfriend ever.

shim jaeyun;

today, jake had taken you out for a walk... well not a walk, more like a ride, a stroll down the hall.

you had a lobectomy, because you had a collapsed lung and it seemed like there wasn't any other option.

because it was your fourth day in the hospital, jake decide to take you out for a stroll down the hospital. as if he was your personal tour guide.

he tried to make things better for you, so he gave you a well deserved ride.

“and i think this is the neonatal unit. look at how cute they are, love!” jake cooed at the sight of the newborns behind the glass.

“you think we can go in?” you asked trying to adjust your IV.

jake looked down on you, a smile plastered on his cute face. he tried to be apologetic, and tried to explain you as calm as posible that you both couldn't go in, obviously.

“but jakey, i want to see the babies from up-close.” you scoffed defeated.

“what we can do is that... we can have a baby of our own. that way we can see them from up-close.” jake flirty smirked, his eyebrows rising up.

“oh! shut up, it's not a good time for you to be flirty!”

park sunghoon;

you suffered from a heart defect that required surgery, a very long surgery to repair your heart valves.

sunghoon pretended that everything was completely fine, that he was calm, but like heeseung, he was freaking out.

without you knowing, he had researched everything that would happen during your surgery and every care that you would need for your recovery.

he wanted you to be as comfortable as possible during your stay, so he carried in a bag some plushies and your favorite fluffy blanket.

sunghoon was at the border of tears when they told him that you had some complications, including massive blood loss, but he still tried his best not to show it.

“there you go, baby. are you comfy?” he then placed your blanket on top of your body, being careful with the breathing tube, and the rest of your equipment.

even though you were still sedated, he still talked to you as if you were awake, as if you would respond on any second.

his eyes trailed through every single new detail on your body, the breathing tube, chest tubes, the IV meds, and most importantly... that big badge at the center of your chest.

you looked so fragile, and sunghoon just wanted to protect you and take care of you.

twelve long hours passed, and even though the machine breathing for you was gone and you were only left with supplemental oxygen, your eyes hadn't opened yet. and that was stressing your boyfriend out.

“wake up, dummy. you've been asleep for too long.” he caressed your hair in a way that would calm him down.

but when your eyes fluttered open, all of those worried went away.

“hey, sleepyhead.” his hand then trailed down your pale cheeks. actually, your entire face was pale.

“you feeling okay?” he asked.

“yeah... but i feel a bit cold.” sunghoon nodded, quickly pulling your blanket further up.

His smile was everything for you, it showed how much he loves you, and how much care he had for you.

❣︎ ⎯⎯ by your side .

PAIRING ! jay park x reader // GENRE ! fluff // WC. ! 0.2k

PROMPT(S) ! 1. smiling at each other from across the room ;; 8. embracing them from behind // requested by a lovely anon <3 // 2k followers event

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music surrounded your bodies as you swayed your hips to the addictive rhythm emitting from the speakers.

jay watched you from the end of the room, watching you dance happily and naturally to the music, enjoying the moment.

your eyes eventually met, and your already wide smile grew even larger, seeing your boyfriend as he was looking at you, almost mirroring your joyful expression. but after only a mere few seconds, you turned back around, aware that jay’s eyes were still very much on you and your figure.

after a few moments of enjoying the time you had dancing by yourself, everything suddenly felt much more right and complete as you felt jay’s arms snake around your waist, embracing you from behind.

he rested the side of his head on yours, both of you swaying in time with the music and with each other.

your heart filled with contentment, and you relaxed in his hold.

no words needed to be shared as all the communication was exchanged through your gazes, similar to how your eyes had exchanged particular messages just moments before. and for the remainder of the evening, you two danced in each other’s hold, never wanting to let go, and wishing this moment could last forever.

A/N. despite this one being short, i hope y’all still liked it <3 feedback and reblogs as always are rlly appreciated !! <3 love u <3

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「 heeseung 」

that apple bottom jeans dance trend

it definitely takes him like five seconds to learn and then he gets mildly frustrated when you keep messing up. and he’s like ?? y/n?? you move your arms and then i move mine and we’re done. like c’mon. and you’re like: it’s harder than it looks okay mr. professional dancer 😠😠 and tbh you have a itty bitty tiny fight about it, but the tik tok is filmed and heeseung feels bad for making you feel bad.

“i’m really sorry for saying that you weren’t trying hard enough,” he pulls his cutest puppy eyed look to make you forgive him. “you’re honestly not that bad of a dancer. ow! okay, okay, okay, a great dancer!”

「 jay 」

giving your boyfriend your hand to see what they do with it

holding the camera in one hand, you reach out the other one towards your boyfriend. jay is on his phone, trying to figure out the chords to a song he’s learning, but he looks up, finally noticing the hand you’re holding out and immediately his brow furrows in confusion.

“what?” he asks, laughing at little. “what am i supposed to do with this?”

and he just picks up your hand and shakes it around a little. you don’t say anything, trying not to laugh. he’d probably smack you with your own hand.

「 jake 」

calling your boyfriend by their first name instead of a pet name

“hey, jake? can you bring me my water bottle?”

“yeah, sur—,” he’s like half way out of his seat when he pumps the breaks and hits you with a look that’s like half 🤨 and half 🥺.

and you’re like: what?? 😇

and he goes: what did you just call me 🙂

you: your name?

jake: never again. i like my nicknames 😠

「 sunghoon 」

rating your boyfriend throughout the day (this audio)

he literally is just minding is business and you’re following him around with your phone for the entire day. it goes something like this.

stretching before practice. 2/10 great self care but where is the attention for me??? 😠

dance practice 🕺🎶 10/10 you’re doing amazing sweetie 😚

buying me food after practice 1000/10 we love a man who knows his place 😌

mildly frustrated with me for filming his every move. tried to take phone away. -50/10 😒

gave me kisses and agreed to watch the addams family with me in bed. 1000000/10

「 sunoo 」

texting your boyfriend, “my boyfriend is gone, you can come over.”

he’s immediately confused and also concerned. like i just know this poor baby would one hundred percent fall for this, hook, line, and sinker. i mean we all saw him during that one live with jay and that whole you can’t breathe through your nose with your mouth open thing LMAO the dude is gullible.

y/n, 3:54 pm: hey, my bf just left. wanna come over?

sunoo, 3:54 pm: y/n???

sunoo, 3:54 pm: what are you talking about

sunoo, 3:54 pm: who was that supposed to be for

sunoo, 3:55 pm: Y/N

sunoo, 3:58 pm: *missed call*

“sunoo, i was just kidding!” you admit after he calls you for the second time. “it’s a tik tok trend.”

“…”

“please don’t ever do that to me again.”

「 jungwon 」

telling your boyfriend he has to hide because your “boyfriend” is coming over

you rush into your room, grabbing jungwon by the arm and pulling him over towards your closet. “dude, you have to hide!”

jungwon is immediately so confused, but he kind of goes along with it, letting you push him into the closet without much resistance. “what? why? y/n, what’s going on?”

“my boyfriend is coming! you have to hide!” you stifle a giggle as you shut the door on him and wait.

it takes a couple of seconds to fully hit him but suddenly jungwon pushes the door open, poking his head out in confusion. “wait, who’s coming?”

「 ni-ki 」

giving your bf a spoonful of your cooking, but you put a bunch of salt in the spoon first

“hey, ni-ki, try this for me,” you hold out a spoonful of the soup you’re making (the weather is extra cold today, perfect for a nice, warm bowl of soup). “i can’t tell if i’ve seasoned it enough.”

ni-ki’s entire face scrunches up when he tastes the spoonful of soup, which is so salty he actually starts coughing. “i think that’s enough!”

he doesn’t notice anything is off until you start laughing and then he realizes that you were just messing with him and laughs too. but know that he is definitely plotting his revenge.

THE INTERVIEWS: PARK SUNGHOON

member: sunghoon | type: drabble | wc: 1.7k+ | genre: fluff, somewhat interview/documentary, future setting, canon compliant, established relationship with a woman (she/her)

summary: a series of interviews for some of the members of ENHYPEN a few years into their future, detailing their life and love, and everything in between. 

a/n: its not the best but this is kind of a new thing im trying out. it’s not centered on the romance as much as on sunghoon’s character i headcanon, but pls do give it a try <3</p>

A cup of coffee sits in focus in our first frame. Behind is a backdrop of grey curtains that allows us to see just a thin wisp of steam curling above the beverage.

It is, however, short-lived. With the strong stride of our arriving guest smudging it away, the camera is moved to follow the man. We only see his black slacks for now, making their way towards a two-seater couch, similarly black.

When the man sits down, he does so with a sound that’s a cross between relief and excitement, taking on a position with his palms on his knees. He looks up behind the camera awaiting the clap of the slate, then expertly schools his expression into that of more professionality. Witnessing this, it is no wonder now that our guest has thirteen years of experience in the industry under his belt.

“Hello, this is Park Sunghoon.”

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── that feeling when

enhypen x gn!reader | fluff

a/n: inspired by their newest song tfw (that feeling when), it's a cute song so this came out of listening to it and reading the english lyrics. basically just sweet or cute moments with enhypen! this is also my 100 followers celebration post! tysm for the support even after i switched blogs, i'm forever grateful for everyone. anyways hope you enjoy as always, and more under the cut ♡

heeseung

heeseung hands you a cold can of soda, plopping beside you and the fan you've settled near. it's really hot out and the two of you have taken refuge near the cold wind from the fan. he wipes the beads of sweat from his forehead as he leans on your own head. the soft buzz from the cicadas can be heard as you both enjoy the clear skies from your bedroom window. you take a sip of your drink while fanning yourself in an attempt to cool down. "you know what would help us cool off?" he starts, your eyes meeting his own as he speaks. you raise your brow in confusion, wondering what could be going through his head. "don't look at me like that, I was just gonna suggest making shaved ice desserts" he suggests, mirroring your furrowed brow. you blush immediately and his words and shake your furiously before shoving him away playfully. "w-whatever let's just go make something cold to eat" you stutter, your playful boyfriend following after you with a chuckle. he reaches for your arm, pulling you back to him to press a quick to your forehead, just so he can see your embarrassed face and redden cheeks. (but you didn't hear that from me)

jay

you're studying in the living room, humming to yourself as you go over your notes for what feels like the 3rd time that hour. you're sitting on the rug in front of the couch, your headphones quietly playing your study playlists. jay was sleeping in the bedroom, recovering from working late from the night before. as much as you wanted to continue sleeping beside him, tests we're coming up and just wanted to get over studying for the rest of the day and without bothering him. at least that's what you thought, your normally heavy sleeper of a boyfriend stood near the arm of the couch, his eye mask messily resting on his forehead and his hand scratching the back of his neck. you met his tired eyes, unable to figure out what he was thinking. "sorry jay, i don't i was being too loud but i'll keep it down" you apologize quickly, which is met with a quick shake of his head. "just wanted to be near you" he mumbles, taking his spot on the couch and laying down. his hand rests on your shoulder and he presses a quick kiss to your forehead before getting comfortable and closing his eyes. you blush, silently continuing your studying but leaning your head on his hand gently. yeah, i guess you wanted him to be near you too.

jake

"hurry jake!" you tug jake by his arms towards the carnival entrance, already excited to go on the corny rides and enjoy the food. he wears a bright smile mirroring yours, just as excited as you to finally go on this type of dates. it was a cool summer day, wind dancing with you as you make it to the viking coaster while swinging your linked hands together. your smiles don't waver the entire day, infectious laughter following suit. you swear you've gone on all the rides at this point so you finally you pull him away for a break; jake leans against a tree on edge of carnival lot with you leaning against him. a frozen drink in your hand, a soft happy sigh leaving your lips. the evening brings a warm sunset to greet you both, jake wrapping his arms around your torso and resting his head on your shoulder blade. you both are silent as listen to the carnival music and chatter of the others, quietly enjoying the feeling of being close to one another.

sunghoon

"sunghoon stop it!" you laugh, returning the water being splashed at your by your boyfriend who's also sharing your laughter. it's the summertime, and the two of you are cooling off in the water at the beach. he said would play nice during the car ride, but clearly wasn't by how soaked you were without even diving into the water. you attempt to get away from him, spotting your beach towels and the bright red umbrella where your items stayed. "where do you think you're going?" he asks with a smug grin, tackling you and falling into the water with you. he holds you close as you both come back for air, arms looping around your waist loosely. you glare at him playfully, though mirroring his bright smile as you cups his cheeks for a quick kiss. which leads to another, and another... till you exact your revenge by splashing his face. though you finally settle it when he buys you mango shaved ice from the food stalls, a hopeful holding the icy treat with his lips puckered playfully. you roll your eyes, peck his lips a few times before tugging him towards a place to sit.

sunoo

"sunoo stop taking photos and hurry up" you whine as you turn around to your boyfriend no longer right beside you but at the crosswalk, sunoo looking at you apologetically before catching up with you. he smiles to himself at the photos he took of you, already thinking of which one to make his new wallpaper and the one he'd print onto a polaroid to add to the others in his album. he just really enjoyed taking photos, especially ones of you that just took a snapshot of what he was so lucky to see on a daily basis. you always rant to him about how he should stick to taking selfies, which he rolls his eyes at. "i'm your number one fan (y/n) so i'm just making sure you know how beautiful you look" he replies nonchalantly, showing you one of the many photos he was already favouriting. totally doesn't skip over the videos he has of you snoring, i don't know what you're talking about.

jungwon

jungwon watches as you get excited as you near the arcade, holding his hand a bit tighter as you finally stand in front of the neon lights signaling the entrance. he swears the same look doesn't leave your face as go around to see what games and prizes were to be won at the price counter. "jungwon we have to win that" you point eagerly at the plush penguin with a bowtie. he laughs as he follows you around, celebrating each win with small pecks to your lips. it did take a few tries, but the both of you finally manage to get the said plush. you happily pose with it for a photo with him, your smile making his heart swell. he pats you on the head, "so lets get some ice cream?" he suggested, already following after your figure in what he assumed was the direction of the ice cream shop. he let out a laugh, watching you dance on the empty streets with your plushie as your dance partner. the light illuminating your path and jungwon's just admiring you for a bit. 'yeah, this feeling was nice' he thought to himself, before jogging ahead to catch up with you.

niki

you're on the rooftop of your highschool, enjoying the soft wind and the spring weather. you're laying in his lap while niki reads the latest manga he's gotten from the store the day before, while snacking on gummy bears as you both enjoy each other's presence. you feel goosebumps form on your arms, the strong breeze tickling your skin as you gaze upwards at the sky. you poke his thigh a few times, niki already hovering a few of the candies near your mouth. you snack on them happily as he doesn't spare a glance, only moving his eyes away from his manga when you comment on the cat shaped cloud moving through the sky. though he doesn't look upwards, but towards your innocent face and your sparkling eyes. he smiles warmly, leaning down to kiss your forehead before humming in response to your words. he feels at peace when he enjoys his afternoons with you.

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⋅ ⎯ ✈︎ enhypen's jungwon | g. fluff 、gn!reader 、no warnings ! | s. jungwon hugs you for a little longer than he usually does ! | wc. ~0.2k !

양정원 — yang jungwon

"how was music bank?" you asked jungwon as he walked in the door.

he takes off his shoes and begins walking towards you, "it was good, but it was also tiring." he hugs you from behind as you put dishes away.

his head placed gently on your shoulder and his arms wrapped around your waist.

"why don't you wash up and i'll meet you in bed?" you ask him as you put the last of forks in the drawer.

he shakes his head softly, "i just want to stay like this for a little bit."

you turn around you wrap your arms around him, "tired?"

he nods his head and closes his eyes as he stood there. "always so comforting being around you."

you smile and leave a kiss on his forehead, "go wash up baby, i'll give you all the cuddles you need in bed, okay?"

jungwon nods before kissing you on your lips and walking towards to the bathroom.

it didn't take long for jungwon to sink the bed besides you wrapping his arms tightly around you.

"did something happen at work?" you ask turning around as the boys eyes closed. he shakes his head and moves a little closer.

"i just missed you."

you nod and place another kiss on his forehead as your fingers reached to his hair to brush through it.

2022 © jungwnies

i love you the most. sjy

pairing - jealous idol!jake x fem!reader

summary - your boyfriend, jake, gives you the silent treatment and goes onto reply fans on weverse so you try your best to get his attention by spamming on the app as well not knowing why he’s being a big baby at the moment.

genre - pure fluff, nothing serious just playfulness

wc - 1.15k

a/n: it’s literally a dream that i quite had a second ago and i’m writing this as soon as i woke up with my eyes half opened and all .. embarrassing really but i gotta keep the dream as a memory somehow so this is all just word vomit and what i could remember. not proofread. my read more button doesnt work on mobile T_T

cuddling against your boyfriend’s chest in the middle of the living room trying to get comfortable on the leather couch, you watched him scroll through his phone giggling.

curious, you peeked a little and notice the weverse screen that you were familiar with. “would this be a cute reply?”, jake flashed you his bright screen which made you squint a little as you read ‘jakey loves you too’ on the comment box that hasn’t been sent out yet.

“why don’t you ever reply to mine,” you ask sulkingly but also meaning every word you had said because he’s about to begin a mention party on weverse right now while you were both supposedly going to sleep.

jake ignored you and began the chaos that was about to blow his notifications up which made you start a mini tantrum going “aaaahhhhhh”, “whyyy”, and the occasional “jakeyyy” while lightly hitting on his chest to get his attention with him only giggling a little as a response but keeping his straight face a second later.

wanting an answer, you pulled out your own phone to enter the weverse app and joined the engenes in hopes to get the attention of your boyfriend on the internet too.

commenting all sorts of compliments, questions, stories you could ever think of at the moment which could beat the simple 'i love you jake’ from an engene which started this entire thing.

“see, look this is my username”, copying his movement earlier as you shoved your phone directly towards his face. “plus you’ve always known it- its the one that says ’jakeyismypuppy1115’.. i need a reply please please plea- don’t make me snatch your phone right now to do it”, whining even further as you shake his body which was almost falling off the couch if he wasn’t supporting himself.

“jakeyyyyyy~ why won’t you reply to me… i wanna show it off on my fan account on twitter too pleaaaaaswwe im about to off myself if you don’t,” earning another giggle from him however his face remained sterned after a light cough. “it’s not funny,” you tried to be serious, frowning at him.

“i won’t reply to you.” was all he had responded.

“wha.. why..”, pushing yourself further away with your palm pressing on his chest to move yourself up.

jake removed his left arm which was supporting his head to type intensively into the weverse search bar more than ever before. “because what the hell is this,” not thinking much of it, you glanced your eyes to his screen.

it was your profile with the recent post dated a few days ago, apart from this moment’s fiasco of you trying to get jake’s attention online, the post made you cringe a little after realising what it said.

“heeseung-ah, i love you the most ! i hope you eat well, rest well, and is always happy ! i love u sooo much ure my favorite. i’ll always choose you ❤️”

he scrolled down a little more to show that heeseung, who is rarely online, had replied too. “heeseungie loves you too ☺️”.

it took you awhile to process it a little, and it finally hit you that you made the post after watching a youtube compilation of your boyfriend’s co-member which made you all happy inside as a fan and nothing more.

you didn’t expect heeseung to reply to your post either. you were joyful that he did and bragged it on twitter, but it didn’t stuck into your mind forever since you technically forgot it happened. jake’s reply would matter to you more.

on heeseung’s side however, he and all of the other boys knew of your weverse account from how jake would always reply to yours which raised some suspicion and later confirmed when jungwon saw the app left open on your phone with the profile flashing your username.

heeseung found the comment to be sweet and endearing, he loves you like the closest friend who has always been there for his bestfriend and the team even before debut.

your reminiscing thoughts were then killed by jake pouting at you with the post still up in your face.

“jakey.. i didn’t mean tha- wait i did, i think heeseung deserves all the good things in life but i love you the most more than him,” trying to comfort him, not caring about the app hybe created now.

he knew that you only meant well and was happy to know that you were a good person that likes his group as a whole.

jake, still determined with his plan in making you love him more than heeseung, even though you already do, continued sulking and crossing his arms away from you, staring into the silent tv.

you hugged him as tight as the koalas he had seen back in australia and a bunch of apologies + i love yous came running out your cute lips profusely.

your boyfriend wasn’t budging at all which made you even more frustrated, you knew he was just being playful though from the countless of times he tried not to laugh.

giving up, you sat on the couch as he was still laying and proceeded to go over his body and walk to the kitchen in hopes to find heeseung somewhere eating ramen to prove jake that you were both just a couple of besties.

however the area was empty realising that the entire group left the two of you alone for some privacy, and that they would rather be outside than to see any form of pda.

your brain was wired to make milo, an australian chocolate drink, for your boyfriend as another cute form of “please love me and give me attention”.

it was hard to reach the mugs knowing that riki purposely made it higher for laughs and gags. a little more and you’d be able to grab the spider-man mug that belonged to your baby jakey.

like any cliché, a hand made way to your waist as you felt your boyfriend’s body lightly pressed against your back reaching for the cup that you were both eyeing for.

placing the blue spider-man mug in front of you with his right hand on your side fulling back hugging you now as he whispered, “i love you” with his soft lips touching the shell of your ear making you turn your head around from the tickling feeling.

with your body finally facing him, you cupped his cheeks and stared into his sparkly eyes. your thumbs grazing his soft skin and fingers moving his unkept fringe a little from the nap you both had in the afternoon, admiring all of his features before giving him a kiss.

not knowing that your phone was blowing up in the living room from the weverse notifications you were getting.

jakeyismypuppy1115

“i will make it my life’s honor to love you forever, jake.”

a post you made half an hour ago making sure beforehand to make it corny as possible so he would be pleasantly surprised, and of course to make a reaction out of your lovable boyfriend.

[ENHYPEN Weverse] Jake commented on jakeyismypuppy1115’s post: “i love you more ❤️”

a/n: sorry u had to read all of that imo .. but aaa i swear i had a dream abt him bc i was watching his last en-log before bed.. i love u jake

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