AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ hihi so i hit 1k and wanted to do something like this as a thank you gift dedicated to all of you guys who have or have been supporting me and my works :D hope you enjoy !! ♡
“NISHIMURA RIKI, YOU ARE SUSPENDED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE.”
“Excuse me?” Riki’s eyes were wide as saucers. Never had the honors student expected to be in this much trouble. “For a harmless mistake?”
The principal sitting across from the boy simply returned a stern look. “Riki, do you seriously think lighting a desk on fire qualifies as a harmless mistake?”
“Okay, in my defense, Mr. Seong said the tables were flame-proof,” Riki defended, arms folded across his chest. “It’s not my fault he lied to us.”
There were several things Riki could’ve gotten in trouble for. Last year, he climbed the roof of one of the school’s buildings to ask you to homecoming. (You said no.) On another occasion, he stole a yard supervisor’s golf cart and drove it around the school’s baseball field until he was caught. Just last week, he tripped over a power cord and ended up breaking one of the monitors in the library.
Now, Riki was being suspended because he decided to flip a stupid Busen burner upside-down.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Park Sunghoon was someone who you found was always fun to be around, but you would never admit it. Not when you know he’d get so smug if he heard such words come from you.
He was always your rival, from childhood, you would both have the same sessions (though different coaches) and always try to be better than the other. It was quite entertaining, really, but sometimes it gets hard when someone comments about how his skills are better than yours, how you need to catch up.
You know you don’t, he knows it too, and yet just the thought of other people noticing and commenting about it has a certain clench to your heart.
pairing: jay x (f)reader, enhypen x (f)reader platonic
genre: fluff :)
warnings: none dudes, besides the fact that it is not edited lol
a/n: i literally just had the song ‘Nothing’ by Bruno Major on repeat while writing this. the song was playing while i was in the kitchen with my parents, just talking and teasing each other, and then i was just filled with so much happiness so i wanted to write this :]
summary: jay thinks over all the moments he fell deeper in love with you
Jay swore there was no one specific moment where he immediately fell in love with you. It was a gradual fall. He slowly slipped at the top of the cliff and fell into the abyss.
He remembers the first time you met his mother. And how enamoured she was with you. Jay had invited you both out for brunch at a small, indie café. Paintings and random doodles decorated the walls. The scent of coffee beans danced throughout the petite building. Filling the guests nostrils and wrapping them in warmth. Plants and succulents lay on the windowsills. Waving at those who pass by.
His mother had initially been apprehensive to meet you, obviously protective over her son. But it didn’t take long for her to warm up to you. Ten minutes in and she was whipping out her phone to show you old baby photos of the boy. You would giggle and look up at him, offering a teasing comment. He would pretend to be annoyed, rolling his eyes and sighing aloud. But his heart swelled upon seeing the two of you interact. Whispering in each other’s ears like little school girls.
Jay spent the rest of the day observing you with a peaceful smile on his face.
“What are you looking at?” You finally ask him as you sit on your couch together.
Your eyes had been on the screen the whole time, whereas his were on you. Warmth and pride swirling in his dark orbs.
“Nothing,” He would shrug, turning away from you for the first time that evening. You mocked offense, tackling him and beginning to tickle his stomach.
“Hey!” He would yell, as laughter burst from his lips. From there, a tickle fight would ensue, until you both had no energy left. You lay next to each other on the floor, gazing at the old crusty ceiling. Hearts beating fast. Listening to the sound of heavy rain on the roof and racing cars roaring past.
Jay remembers the first time you tried to cook him dinner. Whenever you had dinner at home, he would always be the one to cook. However, he was awfully tired that day and you had insisted on doing it for him. The boy sat at the counter as you buried yourself in the kitchen. Dancing around as music played through the speakers. You would twirl and twist. Skirt flowing around your legs and hair bouncing around your shoulders.
He would laugh as you made funny faces at him. Heart filled with warmth as you concentrated hard on specific things. Occasionally he would attempt to help, but you’d always push him back, telling him to stay seated with a stern expression. His hands would rise in mock surrender, as he mumbled a “Yes chief. Sorry chief.”.
You would roll your eyes at his antics, but laugh nonetheless.
Eventually, a slow song would begin to play. The boy would get up from his chair, and walk towards you. He would offer his hand, letting you take it with a blush. The pair of you would waltz around the kitchen. Dinner long forgotten as your laughter bounces from the walls. He would spin you around, eyes overflowing with bliss. This was the moment people dreamed of.
You two would only stop dancing upon smelling the burnt food on the stove. A small scream leaving your lips as you rush from his embrace.
Jay tried to convince you to order takeaways, but you insisted on cooking for him. Even if it was just some ramyeon and eggs. The boy swore it was the best ramyeon he had ever had. Sorry Heeseung.
He remembers the day when he had gotten particularly scolded at work. It was an awful day for all of the boys. They were all mentally, emotionally, and physically exhausted. He just wanted to climb into his bed and never leave.
Jay didn’t know how you knew. Maybe Jungwon had texted you, or you just had a feeling. But a knock on the front door alerted all the boys and interrupted their pity party. Jay was in his room, sulking and trying not to let tears escape his eyes. Gleeful cheers from the lounge startled him. He slowly got up, creeping to the door and peeking his head around.
You stood at the entrance, taking off your shoes. Holding bags of food which Ni-ki and Jake went over to take from you. The youngest member of Enhypen yelled loudly upon seeing some of his favourite snacks. Smiles now bloomed on the boys faces, and Jay felt pride well up in his chest.
His members all made their way to the kitchen, beginning to prepare the food you had brought for them. But you stayed behind, turning to see your boyfriend standing in the doorway.
Jay smiled at you, your presence making his day a million times better. You opened your arms, and he ran into them, feeling warmth and comfort fill his body as you wrapped your arms around him. He felt safe.
And then he began to cry, letting the tears stain your jersey as his body shook. Your hand rubbed circles on his back, lips occasionally kissing the top of his head while you whispered comforting words in his ear.
Besides with his members and his mother, he never really felt comfortable with other people. He often had his guard up, attempting to be strong and brave all the time. But with you, he knew he could be vulnerable, and you wouldn’t judge him. Even when he was at his worst you still welcomed him with open arms. He didn’t think anyone could be better than you.
Once he had calmed down, you both made your way to join the rest of his members, who were all trying, but failing at cooking the dinner.
Heeseung had his tongue out as he focused on sorting through the hundreds of packets of ramyeon you had brought. You didn’t know his favourite so had just decided to buy as many as you could. Hoping he would like at least one of them.
Ni-ki, Jake and Jungwon had opened a bag of cheese balls, and were taking turns throwing them in each other’s mouths. The youngest jumped for joy, almost hitting his head on the ceiling, every time he caught one.
And Sunoo and Sunghoon were attempting to read the box recipes for the mini donuts you had brought, although the English instructions were putting them off, and they had ended up just throwing flour at each other. Resulting in a food fight between the six of them. Flour, cheese balls, and other food littering the room.
Jay stood in the doorway, with you leaning on him. Watching the chaotic group of boys with fond smiles on your faces. The pair of you were content waiting out the madness, but when Ni-ki picked up an egg, you were quick to intervene. Rushing over to attempt to stop him, but you were too late. He had thrown it. At you.
Silence flooded in the room. Everyone holding their breath.
“NISHIMURA RIKI!” You screamed, grabbing an egg and throwing it at his head in an act of revenge. The boy laughed loudly, and the mayhem ensued once more.
Jay let a giggle leave his lips, as he watched his best friends run around the kitchen. Enamoured with the thought of you. He was smitten. Completely and utterly whipped.
Then he saw your joyful smile turn into a smirk. You pulled Ni-ki down to your height, to whisper in his ear. His face also morphing into a smirk after hearing your idea. Jay already had a feeling he knew what the pair of you were planning and he shook his head.
“Charge!” Ni-ki suddenly screamed as you both ran for Jay who was giving a stern glare to the pair of you. But it was too late, you both threw a handful of flour at him. He tried to be mad, he really did. But he just laughed. Running after you and picking you up from behind, twirling you around the kitchen.
The eight of you played around for a little longer, till Jay told the rest of them to get changed while you two prepared dinner.
By the time each of them had a shower and were changed into clean clothes, you had finished dinner, all the items placed neatly on the now clean table. The sweet and spicy aroma calling out to the boys. After placing the last dish down, Jay looked up to the doorway, spotting his members eyeing the table full of plates.
“Come on then boys, it’s all ready,” You didn’t have to tell them twice as they ran to take a seat.
As you all chatted merrily, the boys shoveling food into their mouths, Jay watched. He watched as you asked Jungwon to place some noodles in your bowl, and how the younger boy teased you as you kept telling him to add more. He watched as you listened intently to Sunoo as he rambled on and on. Knowing that you wanted to validate his rants and feelings instead of dismissing them. He watched as you sneakily ate the cucumbers off of Ni-ki’s plate, while he ate the carrots off of yours. Jay watched it all, eyes shaped like love hearts.
He felt Heeseung kick him under the table, and the boy looked up at him. The eldest member of Enhypen had a smirk on his face as he tilted his head to the girl at the table.
Jay blushed after being caught staring at her, but that didn’t stop him from continuing.
The boy realized there was no one moment where he fell in love with you. No one reason either. It just happened. It felt natural. Like no matter what he did, he was destined to fall in love with you. You could be sitting still and he would still gaze at you in adoration.
He truly loved you. And to him, there was nothing, like doing nothing with you.
a/n: based off this one tiktok I saw of taehyung picking up wendy’s earring
summary: unfortunate events lead to blissful encounters
As an idol, award ceremonies were never the girls favourite. Cameras constantly in your face, watching every move you make. Every mistake you’d make. There was so much pressure. It could be very overwhelming. Everyone attending needed to make sure they were on their best behaviour. Or else it would be news headlines the next day.
Y/N found herself walking in the middle of her group’s huddle, trying to avoid the prying cameras attempting to dissect her outfit. Her members, already aware of her insecurities and extreme dislike of crowds, happily sheltered her. Her leader even offered a cloak of protection as she held her jacket over the girl’s head.
As the group finally made their way to their assigned seating area, they each individually let out a long sigh, sinking into their chairs.
They could finally rest even just for a few seconds.
The girl’s short break was quickly interrupted by loud screams from outside the venue. Whoever had just arrived had to be popular. Y/N stared at the door, waiting for the guest who had captured the hearts of the crowds outside.
And then he entered, dressed in a dark black suit. A small arrangement of pastel pink flowers pinned to his blazer. His hair was dark and perfectly styled, apart from a few strands that had escaped with the help of the wind. Eyes sparkling in wonder as his piercing gaze floated around the building. His fellow members followed behind him. A younger boy tugged on his arm, and he bent down slightly so he could whisper in his ear.
A sharp elbow to her ribs snapped her attention away as one of her own members smirked at her.
“We gotta head backstage to prepare for our performance,” Y/N nodded and stood up. As she walked her head turned back towards the boy, only to find him already staring at her. Their eyes met, and her stomach burst with butterflies. A blush surely rushed to her cheeks as she looked away. Deciding to forget about the boy and focus on the performance that awaited her.
So far, the performance had gone on without a hitch. She had nailed every note, ensuring her vocals were stable even while dancing. The girl had practiced enough times that the dance felt more like an instinctive response, instead of an action she had to think hard about.
Her body flowed with the music, allowing her mind not to focus on the thousands of eyes watching her every move, not including those watching the live recording on their televisions at home.
As the song came to the bridge she whipped her head round to face the crowd, not noticing the small jewel that had escaped from her neck. She continued to dance, ensuring that her facial expressions didn’t show the fear she was feeling deep inside.
Her group’s performance finished, the loud applause making them all beam widely. Y/N stayed frozen, only letting her eyes wander a little through the crowd. When she found him. Clapping loudly and smiling up at her. If it was possible, her smile grew wider, and her eyes bashfully looked away, his gaze too intense for her to hold.
Before she knew it she was off stage, changing into her outfit for the night. When she went to take off her jewelry, she noticed it was gone. Panic set off within her. Not only was it a gift from her late grandmother, but it was her lucky charm. Something that always helped ease her nerves when in front of crowds.
Y/N found her manager, begging him to let her look for the precious jewel. He nodded, a stern expression on his face as he told her not to wander too far. She smiled gratefully, and headed off in search of her lost treasure.
“And the winner of the award is…”
The boy watched as her group returned to their seats. His eyes searched for her gleeful smile amongst the cheerful girls. Face forming a frown when he noticed she was missing. Where had she gone? Was she okay?
A sharp jab to his ribs snatched his attention away, as Jake pointed to the stage.
Jay was in shock as he slowly stood up. They had won? He clumsily hugged back his members who had wrapped their arms around him. Not really understanding what was happening.
He stumbled after Sunghoon as the group made their way to the stage to accept their award. Jay quickly attempted to compose himself, fixing his blazer and letting the smile burst forth on his face. He was so thankful for Engene. For his members. His family.
Jungwon had already made it to the microphone, Ni-ki standing next to him waving the trophy around.
As Jay walked after the boys, his eye caught an object shining on the ground. Reflecting the spotlight and capturing his attention. The boy slowly knelt down, noticing it was a diamond necklace. It glimmered and sparkled as he held it between his fingers. Lights shine upon him, making him seem angelic as he glances at the jewel in wonder. Confetti falling around him. As he stood once again, Heeseung raised an eyebrow at him. The silent question hanging in the air. The younger of the pair held out the piece of jewelry, allowing the eldest member of enhypen to take it from him. He inspected it, rolling the pendant between his forefinger and thumb.
Heeseung shrugged his shoulders, before handing it back to Jay. The boy looked alarmed, glancing between Heeseung and the shining jewel.
The elder boy smirked, noticing something over Jay’s shoulder. As the crowd’s applause died down, the pair remembered where they were, and Jay swiftly tucked the small piece of jewelry into his pocket. Turning on a dashing smile, his head tilted towards the crowd.
He tried to pay attention to his leader as the younger boy spoke, but his mind wondered. So many thoughts rushing through his head.
When it was his turn to speak, he poured his heart out. Thanking the fans, the staff, and the boys around him who he viewed as his brothers.
The boys made their way backstage, hoping to get a photo and record a quick message for Engene before they headed back to their seats. And then he saw her, eyes glossed over as she frowned deeply.
“I’m sorry miss, I truly haven’t seen any necklaces around. But you need to head back to your seat or else it’ll get too crowded back here.” The guard spoke, Y/N nodding understandingly.
It was then that Jay noticed her hand clutching at the empty space on her neck. He dashed over to her, ignoring the complaints and questions from his friends behind him.
“Excuse me?” He asked timidly. She turned around, eyes wide as she saw him. Jay stuck his hand into his pocket, pulling out the small treasure.
“Are you looking for this?” Jay questioned, hand outstretched with the necklace in the palm of his hand.
The girl’s eyes beamed brightly, a large smile painting her rosy lips.
“Oh my. Yes! Thank you so much!” She stated, gladly taking it from him, hands brushing gently.
Jay felt himself smile in response, pride welling inside of him as he noticed her shoulders lift.
A small tear escaped her eye, and the boy was quickly alarmed at her sudden change of emotions.
“Oh gosh what’s wrong?” He wondered. One second she was happy, and now she looked to be on the verge of a breakdown.
“This just means a lot to me. So thank you.” Jay nodded as she bowed before him. Holding the necklace tight to her chest.
They stood in front of each other, the loud applause from the crowd drowned out by the loud beating of their hearts.
Y/N looked down at the necklace in her hand. And then back up at the boy.
“Can you put it on for me? Please?” She questioned him. He nodded, taking the item back from her as she turned around. Lifting her hair up to expose her neck.
Jay placed the necklace around her neck, clipping it tightly, trying to ignore his shaking hands.
“There we go, all done.” He stated. Y/N turned back around, smiling brightly.
“Thank you,” She spoke, bowing before him once again. And then she turned to leave. Jay panicked inside, wanting to speak to her again. Just once.
“Hey by the way,” She stopped, looking over her shoulder at him with an eyebrow raised.
“You have a really nice voice,” Her eyes sparkled like the jewel on her neck, and Jay knew he was addicted.
“Well thank you Jay,”
And before the boy could ask her name, she was gone, and he was being dragged back by his members to finally take a group photo.
Jay spent the rest of the night thinking of her, and attempting to ignore his friends’ cheeky smirks and mocking comments.
✩ description: luke was an incredible songwriter, and an even better singer. everyone knew that. but one thing people didn’t know, however, was that he was rather good at drawing too, and tends to draw the things that truly inspire him.
pairing: jake x (f)reader, ft. other enhypen members
genre: angst, and fluffffffffffff
warnings: horrible editing and reader passing out
a/n: i had my history exam today and my head feels like someone kicked it but I felt bad for not uploading something in a while
summary: enhypen au, reader has been overworking herself recently and eventually passes out at work
Life had been hell as of recently for the poor girl.
It was exam season at school, causing teachers to swamp their students with last minute resources and mini-assessments. Y/N couldn’t even pay attention for long enough in class, let alone at home as well.
She had been volunteering at a children’s programme for the last five years, getting the privilege of being able to watch it grow as time passed. However that meant more hours required looking after all the children. And less free time for her on her weekends.
Additionally, Y/N had already missed several band practices due to pure exhaustion. Definitely not because she was so busy she forgot and she just didn’t have the mental capacity for it. She knew she had several songs to learn, and that she was letting the rest of her family down, but she felt so overloaded. The girl didn’t know what to do.
Her family had been extremely tense lately. Relationships were strained and she felt like she was constantly walking on her tip-toes, holding her breath in case she did something wrong.
And to top it off, she had an eight hour shift at work.
It was gonna be a long shift.
The best part about her job, besides the fact that families often came to the restaurant so she was able to interact with little kids, was that her two best friends also worked there. And they never failed to make her day just a little bit better.
“Ahh it’s our star employee!” Sunghoon called as Y/N walked out from the back of the restaurant to clock in. She rolled her eyes, but still smiled at the boy as he walked past carrying a tray of empty glasses.
Suddenly the girl felt a pair of hands on her shoulder, causing her to jump and turn around. Meeting the soft eyes of Sunoo who was smiling brightly.
“Y/N! I thought your shift started later, but I’m glad you’re here. Sunghoon has been teasing me non-stop so now he has a new target.” The girl laughed loudly, swatting away Sunoo’s hands playfully before picking up her note-pad and going to check the specials board.
“Oh heck no! I think I’ll just join him and we’ll both tease you,” She called over her shoulder.
Strolling down the small walk-way, the girl spotted another one of her co-workers, who was also of a similar age. Jake.
Jake was the real star-employee. He had a way of connecting with all the customers. Somehow managing to always get large tips from the old ladies, and make the little kids burst with laughter. He was a charmer.
Everyone says he gives off the “boy-next-door” vibes. Which Y/N had to agree with. His eyes were always filled with warmth, decorated with a sprinkle of mischievousness.
He turned his head, noticing the girl walking towards him. Focused face turning into a bright grin upon making eye contact.
“Hey Y/N!” He beamed, waving his hand as she stopped next to him.
“Hey Jake! How’s your shift been so far? Any scary customers?”
The boy laughed softly, shaking his head, letting a few chocolate brown curls fall in front of his eyes.
“It’s been pretty chill so far, however the early five o’clock rush is about to begin so we better head back out the front soon.”
Y/N nodded, trying to fight the blush dying to burst on her cheeks before turning to take down the specials and sold out items on her notepad. Once she finished, she turned, following the boy out to the main dining area as he skipped ahead.
Time moves differently at work. Some nights, it seems to drag on and on. Everyone’s heads constantly glancing at the large wooden clock hung on the wall beside the bar. And other nights, Y/N felt like she had barely blinked and it was over.
Tonight, Y/N swore everyone was moving at superspeed. But she felt like she was frozen.
When asked to carry several plates to tables upstairs, she had to stop a couple of times to avoid falling over.
Her head felt like someone had kicked it repeatedly. And occasionally she felt like she was underwater trying to listen to people speak.
It may not have helped that she had barely eaten or drunk anything that day. She was just so busy she didn’t have the time.
Clearing an empty table, Y/N attempted to grab a glass. Heavily miscalculating where her hand was going and knocking it off onto the ground. Noise in the restaurant paused for a second, as eyes turned to glance at the obviously unwell girl.
“Hey are you alright?” She glanced up to find the concerned eyes of Jake. Y/N tried to smile in reply, and hum a response but her throat felt dry causing only a weak, pathetic sound to leave her chapped lips. Sunoo suddenly appeared with a half-brush and shovel, bending down to clear the broken glass spread on the floor.
Jake’s eyebrows were drawn together in concern as he noticed the girls shaking hands. Her eyes started watering as she let out a ragged breath.
The boy gently placed his hand on her arm, an attempt to offer some support.
Y/N tried to fight the pain, not wanting to appear weak. She nodded at Jake’s question, softly brushing his hand off and walking away from the table.
However, it became too much and as she tried to step forward once more her body gave out. Her eyesight became fuzzy and her head was ringing. She could hear voices, but they were distant and clouded. Y/N just wanted to sleep. With the desire too strong to fight, she let her eyes close. Dreaming of her own bed and the comfort of her blankets.
Jake felt his heart clench with worry as he watched the girl walk past him. One hand holding her head while the other carried an empty tray.
He could tell she was tired. And very unwell. She needed to go home.
The boy turned back around, attempting to finish making his table drinks while thinking of the kindest way to tell someone to go home. He didn’t want to walk up to her and tell her she looked like the walking dead. But there was no easy way to put it.
Suddenly, there was a loud crash and Jake quickly whipped his head around. He spotted Y/N, standing frozen as shattered pieces of glass lay around on the floor. Sunoo was already making his way to the cupboard to grab the half-brush and shovel, so Jake made his way over to the girl.
Worry clouded his mind as he appeared next to her.
“Hey are you alright?” He asked, trying to speak quietly so as not to startle her. The girl attempted to smile, but it appeared more like a grimace.
Jake placed a hand on the girl’s arm to guide her away from the broken glass, but she pushed him away. Mind lost in a different world. Sunoo smiled appreciatively at Jake as he tried to communicate with the girl.
The older boy frowned deeply as he looked at y/n. His eyes washed over her, noticing her shaking form and tired eyes.
Y/N tried to step forward, but then the boy saw her eyes roll back and body go limp. She began to fall forward and he was quick to move around Sunoo, catching the falling girl just before she hit her head on the edge of the table. Jake picks her up, Sunoo helping to push her head against his chest so she wont have awful neck pain upon waking up.
He steps around the table, heading out back and away from the prying eyes of customers. Jake walks through the hallway, past the kitchen where he can hear concerned and hushed whispers.
“Can someone get Heeseung?!” He yells over his shoulder. Noticing a worried Sunghoon and Sunoo following close behind him.
Jake glances down at the girl in his arms, her peaceful expression making his heart flutter just a little bit.
Hurriedly, the elder boy makes it to the staff room, placing her fragile form on the couch. Jake steps back, letting two other qualified staff members deal with the unconscious girl. Concern painted on his face as his eyes fluttered over her form.
He knew she was overworking herself. He should’ve said something earlier. Why didn’t he say something earlier? Jake sighs at himself, running a hand through his hair.
Sunghoon’s hand on his shoulder startles him, causing Jake to look at the younger boy. Wide eyes met with a sympathetic smile.
“Don’t blame yourself, it was her decision. She’ll be fine. She always is.” The boy states. Jake nods in response, but doesn’t know how to feel.
Their boss walks in the door, frowning upon seeing one of his workers in such a poor condition.
“What happened?” Heeseung asks, looking between the three boys standing to the side, the unconscious girl on the couch, and the two other staff members checking her pulse and temperature.
“She was overworking herself, and I guess she overestimated how much she could do. So she passed out,” Sunoo replied, sadness drenching his figure.
Heeseung nods solemnly. “Well you boys head back out there, I know you want to comfort your friend but I think it’ll be best to let her have some space when she wakes up. I’ll make sure she gets home safely and that she’s all good. She’ll be okay.” Their boss made sure to look at Jake pointedly, but the boy didn’t quite know why.
The three sent one last look to the girl, before heading back out to the front of the restaurant. Jake frowned deeply, looking at his feet as he walked behind the other two.
Sunoo turned around, smiling softly at him. “She’s pretty strong Jake, don’t look so sad.”
Jake’s eyes widened. Did he really look that sad?
“Morning sunshine!” The girl heard as her eyes slowly fluttered open. One of her co-workers, Jay, sat next to her with a cold flannel in his hand, which she assumed he had been holding on her forehead as she felt it to be damp. Her boss, Heeseung, stood a bit further away, typing furiously on his phone.
“I’m just messaging one of your parents to come pick you up and take you home,” The elder man spoke, not glancing up from the device in his hands.
Y/N’s eyes travelled to make eye contact with Jay, who was smiling softly at her. He held out his hand, offering a glass of water which the girl happily took with shaky hands.
As she drank the cool liquid, she slowly started to recall what had happened. Embarrassment flooding her system.
“I’ll get you some food to nibble on, you’ll need some sugar to get your energy levels up,” Jay states, standing up and walking out the door.
Heeseung puts his phone in his pocket, eyeing the girl with a sad look.
“Next time, please don’t overwork yourself, just speak to someone else. Your health is our first priority, okay?” Y/N nods, causing the elder man to smile.
His expression turns into a smirk as his eyes catch sight of someone at the door.
“You gave Jake a good fright, so make sure not to overwork yourself again,” With that last sentence, he leaves the room.
It’s quiet for a second, as she ponders his last words. And then, Jake tiptoes in, curiosity in his eyes as he comes to sit by her side in the chair Jay was once occupying.
“Are you okay?” He cautiously asks. Picking her hand up and holding it in his own.
She nods slightly, watching as he plays with her fingers.
“Be honest this time,”
“I am!” She defends and he looks at her with playful disapproval.
“You don’t need to be so scared Jake,” The girl teases, giggling slightly as he bashfully looks away from her.
“I wasn’t that scared,” He tries to argue, but she can see the blush rising on his cheeks, as he refuses to make eye-contact.
pairing: jake x (gn)reader, jake x heeseung (platonic),
warnings: implied suicide,
a/n: this isn’t that good although most of my work atm isnt because im still trying to find my style, so i apologize :(
summary: jake is struggling to deal with things after you leave him for good
The eldest member of enhypen had decided to take Jake out for a drive in order to take his mind off the pain he felt. Piano music played softly through the car speakers, offering an alternative to the deafening silence. The older boy was definitely not the cleanest member in the group, and his car reflected that through the discarded clothing items, empty bottles, and random items which seemed to be littered all over the place. Jake didn’t really seem to notice. Mind off in a different world.
Heeseung had an air freshener, dangling from the mirror to disguise the horrid smell wafting from some leftover food he had hidden under the seats. He always told himself he would clean his car, which he had only owned for the few months they had been in Australia, but he just kept forgetting. It wasn’t his fault.
Jake continued to sit in silence. Every attempt at conversation fell on deaf ears as the younger of the two only stared out the window. Heeseung was trying to cheer him up. However, it wasn’t exactly working.
The group had all decided to travel back to Australia with Jake for the funeral, also wanting to stay with their friend as he requested to remain in his home town a little longer. They had been able to rent a house close to his own, which they had been staying at for the last nine weeks. Jake had felt bad about not returning to Korea in order to prepare for their comeback which was well overdue, but management, his members, and the fans with limited knowledge of the specific situation, all assured him that they could wait as long as he needed to recover.
The elder boy was definitely concerned for the kid he viewed as his younger brother. The news had come suddenly, and although it had happened several months ago, Jake had not cried. Instead, choosing to turn off his emotions, numb to the pain. The house was silent. Jake refusing to speak unless necessary and the rest of the boys too scared to make a sound. Even Ni-ki had refrained from attempting to prank the other members, choosing to watch the elder boy from afar with sorrow painting his features.
“It’s a lovely evening,” Heeseung spoke, glancing occasionally at the other boy, hoping to see some form of reaction. Without thinking, the elder boy turned down a familiar street for Jake. His breath stopped for a moment. Seeing the dairy which they would often go to after school together. As they continued down the road, Jake could feel his eyes welling up. His breathing was becoming irregular as he struggled to think straight.
Heeseung, seemingly oblivious to the boy on the verge of a breakdown, continued attempting to start some sort of conversation.
“I can see why you miss this place, it’s so beautiful.” The sun slowly sinking illuminated the car with its rays. Casting long shadows on the footpath.
As the car drove past the park where the couple had met, Jake began to cry. Not being able to hold his emotions back any more. He was so weak. Mentally, physically, and emotionally drained from all that had occurred. He lifted his arms to cover his face as his whole body shook.
The older boy panicked, wanting a completely different reaction than the one he achieved. Quickly the car was pulled to the side, and Heeseung was unbuckling his belt in order to pull the heartbroken boy into a hug. It was awkward, and extremely uncomfortable, but he didn’t mind. Jake’s body trembled in his arms as he struggled to breathe, broken sounds leaving his cherry red lips. Tears began to stain the older boy’s hoodie but he paid it no mind, rubbing Jake’s back and trying to whisper supportive words in his ear.
“I could’ve done something more! I should’ve been there for them,”
“It’s okay, you had no idea they were feeling that way, you had no control over it,” He tried to reason, but Jake wouldn’t accept it.
“But I did know! They told me they were unwell! They told me they hated themself! And what did I do? Tell them to get some sleep, that they were just tired and everything would be fine once they got some rest and ate a good meal. They came to me, asking for help, pleading for me to do something and I did nothing! I let them waste away. How bad of a boyfriend am I if I don’t even realize my baby is hurting? I was away, living my dream, while they were here, drowning in their own thoughts. It’s my-my fault.” Jake mumbled the last part, his heart aching as he thought back on all the times they had called him. Late at night, just wanting to hear his voice.
‘It makes me smile,’ They would say, making Jake laugh in response.
‘Everything makes you smile babe, you’re a ball of sunshine,’ He would reply, not noticing the grimace painting his lover’s face.
‘Not any more, now, tell me about your day,’ At the time, Jake thought nothing of it, but now he wishes he did. There are so many things he wishes he did. Maybe if he had asked about their day instead. Maybe if he tried to fly home more often to visit. Maybe if he made sure they had eaten every meal every day. Just maybe, they would still be alive, and he would hold them in his arms, whispering in their ear that everything was gonna be okay.
Just maybe, he wouldn’t be in Heeseung’s arms, crying because they were dead. And he was alone.
“None of what happened is your fault Jake, you cannot blame yourself for their decision for the rest of your life. As harsh as it may sound, you couldn’t stop what you didn’t know. No one really knew what was happening. Even their friends and family here with them didn’t notice, and they spent every day with them.”
Heeseung’s attempt at comforting Jake offered little aid as the boy began to tremble even more. Snot dribbling from his nose and tears rolling down his chin.
warnings: none besides the fact that this has not been edited so i apologize
a/n: tehe i thought id combine my childhood obsession with my current obsession because why not, also i feel that sunghoon makes a perfect adrien cause they both models
summary: miraculous ladybug au, basically the iconic umbrella scene so if you don’t know what im talking about watch this video: https://youtu.be/qBtH-SIlWzk
The sound of the girl’s footsteps bounced off the walls of the hallway. Piercing through the quietness of the post-afternoon school rush. Y/N didn’t find the need to rush home after the bell had rung. Knowing the chores that awaited her wouldn’t mind waiting a bit longer.
Thoughts spun like merry-go-rounds in her mind. Round and round. Up and down. She couldn’t believe him. The audacity of the boy. Who did this privileged, rich kid think he was?
The girl was done with Chloe walking all over her and she wasn’t about to let someone else join in. Not when he was so new to school as well. She wouldn’t be a pushover. She was proud of herself for standing up against him. And the excuses he tried to make.
But something about it felt off.
His dark eyes looked so innocent and vulnerable, she would almost believe his excuses. Almost. She couldn’t be manipulated and tricked that easily. Y/N refused to be a pushover and not stand up for herself, as well her friends and family.
Consumed by her thoughts the girl was unaware of the boy that was plaguing her mind following close behind. His mind also working in overdrive to find an adequate apology for her. Eyes carefully watching her figure and the determined way she held herself.
Sunghoon felt a surge of bravery entering his heart. It was now or never. He didn’t come to school to make enemies. He came to make friends. And that’s exactly what he was going to do.
The girl walked slowly out the front entrance of the school, seeing the dark stained sky. Pausing her step, her head tilted upward. Frowning as the heavy clouds roared. Great, now she had to walk home in the rain. Even worse since she had forgotten her umbrella.
Soft footsteps close behind alerted the girl of another person’s presence. One she didn’t exactly want to see at that moment in time.
“Hey!” The boy offered a comforting smile, in an attempt to start a conversation. But the girl turned her head away, refusing to acknowledge him as he let his hand fall to his side once again. A defeated expression painting his face.
Sunghoon was at a loss. There was no way he could get her to be his friend when she didn’t even want to look him in the eye. He sighed, looking down at the ground and the umbrella in his left hand.
The wind howled, encouraging the boy. He took a step out from under the shelter, putting his umbrella up to block the rain from ruining his dark fluffy hair. Sunghoon wanted to look the girl in the eye, to show that his apology and explanation were sincere. But too much anxiety was building up within him that he didn’t think he could.
“I just want you to know that I was only trying to take the chewing gum off your seat. I swear.” When she didn’t interrupt him, the boy gained confidence, turning back to see the girl’s face.
Her mouth was parted slightly, rosy lips shaped in a circle. Eyes were wide and glazed over with a new expression he wasn’t quite familiar with. ‘At least she doesn’t look mad at me anymore,’ the boy thought hopefully.
“I’ve never been to school before, I’ve never had friends.” He looked away from her at that. Not wanting to admit that he was a seventeen year old boy who’s best friend was his dad’s secretary.
Sunghoon felt so vulnerable, saying the truth out loud. But something in the girl’s eyes made him feel as though he could trust her. She made him feel safe.
“It’s all sort of new to me.” Sunghoon shrugged his shoulders, turning to look at the girl once more. His eyes proved to the girl that he was genuine, and she was overwhelmed with shame. How could she have assumed the worst about someone she didn’t even know? She had jumped to conclusions, not even bothering to listen to what he had to say about the situation. Y/N was full of regret.
Suddenly, the boy had turned to face her fully. Arm outstretched with the umbrella. An offering of peace.
Rain continued to pour down around the pair, but they were frozen. The sound of water slowly pelting on the pavement filled their ears.
The girl’s widened eyes fluttered between the outstretched hand and his own dark orbs. Which never left her face. He was waiting. And she sensed he wasn’t gonna leave until she took the umbrella. Thunder began to growl, the clouds in the sky continuing to swell as her heart did the same. She could hear it beating loudly. And she wouldn’t be surprised if he could hear it too.
Her stomach was filled with caged animals, they bounced around making her feel dizzy. His eyes remained glued to hers. Patiently waiting for her.
Hesitantly, the girl lifted her arm up. Her outstretched fingers wrapped around the handle.
Sunghoon felt his heart hammering in his chest. The way her eyes sparkled as she looked up at him. Face a picture of innocence. Eyes dancing with curiosity and wonder. Cheeks a permanent crimson. She took the umbrella, sheltering herself as rain began to coat the boy in a thin layer. Neither moved yet. Lost in the others’ gaze.
Suddenly, the umbrella closed around the girl, shutting like a venus flytrap around her. The quick action initially made the boy’s eyes widen, before he burst into laughter. He attempted to hide his smile with his porcelain hand, but he couldn’t fight the pure joy he was feeling.
He hoped his mum was proud. Watching him make friends.
The girl lifted the edge of the umbrella up to look at him from underneath. Giggling along as his eyes shut gleefully. When the boy saw her, peeking out from underneath the umbrella like a tiny bunny looking out of a rabbithole, his heart was filled with warmth.
Once the pair calmed down he raised an eyebrow at her, offering a final smile.
“See you tomorrow,”. He spoke, before turning and walking down the steps.
“Yeah, se-see ya to-tomor-morrow,” Sunghoon heard the sweet girl mumble, causing a smile to erupt on his face.
A small, cat-like creature appeared from within his jacket pocket, smirking up at him.
“First day of school and we already have two love-birds,” It spoke, eyebrows raised as it fought the smile threatening to take over.
Sunghoon rolled his eyes, shaking his head slightly allowing dark curls of hair to fall in front of his eyes.
“Whatever, she’s just a friend,” His eyes widened slightly as he realized what he said. Joy and pride filled his heart.
“Uh, a friend.” His eyes glanced back at the girl, standing under the umbrella. A blush spread across his cheeks as he continued his descent down the stairs. Excited to return to school tomorrow to see his friends.
in 2.86k words, yang jungwon shows you that there’s beauty in you.
warnings : sadness (?), somewhat of implied depression but not really, super repetitive, not much dialogue, not proofread
[ lily’srambles : this is… my first post on tumblr ! i don’t know what compelled me to write it but i do hope that you listen to four by sleeping at last while reading, it really is such a beautiful song. p.s. i know it moves fast, but please bare with me, i got too impatient. ]
SUMMARY: Getting through a breakup was not easy, so your best friend suggests you run away into the depths of the city at the break of dawn to ease your mind, drunken, with awakening feelings for one another.
The urge came out of nowhere. The urge to run away with your best friend Sunghoon, leaving behind briefly everything you had, your worries, your problems and dilemmas, everything. The main motive though, was to forget about your ex. Your asshole ex who has broken your heart countless times finally got what he deserved. You only stuck around because you were hoping that a miracle might happen one day and he’d realise your worth, but since that day never came you had to realise it yourself and cut him off for good.
And this grief brought you to where you were now, at Sunghoon’s, your best friend’s, staying for the night to cry on his shoulder and ease your nerves with a few bottles of wine, blabbering on about how big of a bad bitch you were for finally cutting it loose and how his ass deserved to burn in the deepest pits of hell.
You were just about to quench your thirst with another pint of alcohol when a rather interesting idea invaded Sunghoon’s thoughts. He suggested that you run away into the depths of dawn. At 4:45 am.
“What? Have you lost your mind?” You were bewildered by his suggestion. You were both blind drunk and had work that day, you haven’t slept a wink, all the more reasons not to run around in foreign streets.
“C’mon. A little freedom never hurt anyone.” He nudged your shoulder, smiling mischievously.
“What if we get lost?”
He furrowed his eyebrows like you said something completely stupid.
“That’s the best part.” Gosh, Sunghoon was smart, but you felt like he was a complete idiot at times like this.
With a big sigh and a defeated glance at your friend, you finally accepted his offer.
“Fuck it, let’s go.”
“You’re so slow, I can’t believe I’m faster than you!” You were running like crazy, an unstable Sunghoon following right behind you, doing his best to catch up to your figure far away.
“It’s because I’m tipsy, idiot.” He yelled out to you, of course it was the drinks’ doing, otherwise he’d be a mile ahead of you.
Getting exhausted, you stopped in your tracks to take a breather, giving an opportunity for Sunghoon to finally catch up to you.
Heavily breathing, you walked closer to the railing, admiring the view on the unfamiliar highway you were on, cars rarely seen passing by your figures. The morning sun’s golden rays not yet detectable, only the ombre sky was seen above your heads.
Your breath was visible, but the air felt so fresh, almost soul-cleansing. You felt free for the first time in so long, your ex didn’t even cross your mind. It was truly healing being there with Sunghoon.
Speaking of the devil, his hands appeared right next to yours suddenly, cupping the railing in his palms just like you.
You turned around to ask him about his thoughts on the view, but your words got caught in your throat when you saw his body so utterly close to yours. He was hovering over your small figure, trapping you between him and the railing. The warmth of his body made you feel spell-bound.
Your gaze met his, his eyes glassy and completely hazy, you could tell his system was fully intoxicated. His plump lips parted slightly as he spoke in an almost inaudible tone.
“Did you always look this pretty?” He asked like it was nothing, but he got your cheeks all rosy and your eyes wide open. To him, you were undeniably beautiful at the moment, your nose pinkish from the cold, maybe it was from the drinks, but he swore he saw stars in your eyes. Your pheromones played games on him, he was so tempted to just kiss you.
His battle with himself didn’t last long as he bent down closer to your face which was already burning up, centimetres away from you, his lips finding yours as they pressed against them ever so softly.
Your eyes widened beyond their limit as you held your breath, your dazed mind couldn’t even process what was happening. He was actually kissing you.
His lips tasted of the alcohol you had consumed not so long ago, bittersweet.
It didn’t last long, but it lasted long enough for you to remember it for the rest of your life. He pulled away slowly from the sweet kiss he had stolen from you, the taste of wine lingering on your mouth as he smiled warmly.
“You’re so cute when you’re shocked.” And with that he lifted his arms from the railing, freeing you from his trap as he walked away at a steady pace.
“C’mon, we should check out the rest of the place.”
You were left with confusion, a rapid heartbeat, and a thousand questions. Did he only kiss you because he was drunk? Whatever his motive was, it was none of your worries as of right now, you just smiled cheekily and followed him in his steps.
Maybe Park Sunghoon was the best remedy for your broken heart.
Never forget how Hee-tae went for the kiss and when Myeong-hee was taken by surprise, instead of insisting, he took a step back and changed his tune. Aware and respectful leading man, we love to see it.
a/n: today was my last day of school and i’m actually really sad. reality hasn’t really hit me yet that i will have to pay bills and live on my own next year. be an adult. ugh.
Summary: simple misunderstandings can lead to disasters in relationships
It was for the best. At least, that’s the truth she tried to speak. If she told herself she wanted to break up, then maybe her heart would be convinced. Being with Ni-ki had brought the greatest experiences and memories of her entire life. The joy she felt in his presence could be compared to no one else. His smile made her smile. His laugh made her laugh. The late nights they spent gaming together, or simply just talking as they lay on their sides, facing one another with blissful smiles painting their faces. Cheeks rosy and stomachs sore from laughing. Kitchen dance parties with Ni-ki were memories she would cherish forever. His dorky expressions made her wheeze as she tried not to burst into fits of giggles. The small ways he would show affection always warmed her heart. How he would intertwine their fingers while hanging with his members. Something not overbearing so that his friends would tease them, but still a way to be close in the presence of others. Or how he would hug her from behind as she tried to cook for him. And then he’d sway them side to side, in time with the song playing loudly from the speaker. She would miss those things.
However things hadn’t been the same lately. They talked less and less. His time became more limited as his career took off. She understood that. He was a world famous idol with millions of fans. And he loved his work. But even so, she felt so lonely at times. They argued more, for sure. His priorities and beliefs changed over time. Causing the two to often clash even over the little things. Perhaps the arguments could be explained by their tired states. However it had been happening too often for her liking. And although she still cared for him greatly, it was obvious their desires and dreams were heading in opposite directions. How could their relationship work if they couldn’t even agree on what movie to watch on their dates?
“I don’t want you to leave y/n, please,”
Although that’s what he said, she wasn’t quite sure. She knew he still cared for her, but not in the way couples do. Affection was small between them now. Only the occasional kiss to the forehead offered to her when she was upset or they hadn’t seen each other in a while. The girl knew he wasn’t an overly affectionate person at times. Especially when he was stressed or worried about something, preferring to keep to himself. But she was concerned it was something she had done. Had she been too clingy? Was she too overbearing? She was convinced that slowly, he had fallen out of love with her, whether he knew it or not.
“If we’re meant to be, maybe we will meet again,” He whimpered at her statement, falling to the ground before her upon hearing the words. He grasped her hands in his own, they were cold, the boy noted. It felt like he was holding bones. Ni-ki was gasping for air as he struggled to get a grip. He was losing it. The one person he hoped would never leave him, who would always support him, who would always love him, was breaking his heart.
“I don’t want to be apart from you, I need you,”
“But do you love me anymore?” She wondered aloud. He had no response. How could she question his feelings? Of course he-
Did he love her?
She meant a lot to him. She meant the world to him. He knew from the moment he met her, there was something different about her.
When they first met, the boy often found it hard to open up to new people easily. But with her, it felt so natural. It was innate behaviour. Whenever he had troubles, she was the first person he told. Or used to be. He didn’t want to be a burden. He didn’t want to be the one holding her back or using all her time. He thought that maybe he should stop asking her for help or encouragement every time he was upset. He didn’t want to be clingy.
Instead, the boy attempted to ask his members for help. And although their advice was often good, the comfort they provided was nothing compared to hers.
The way her fingers would rub circles on his back when he sobbed into her chest after a long day. Or how she would play with his hair as he fell asleep, listening to the steady beat of her heart.
He yearned for her touch once more, but felt too much would be overwhelming and drive her away. That was the last thing he wanted. And here he is now, having found out his actions had done the one thing he didn’t want to do.
Of course he loved her. There was no doubt in his mind that they were best friends for life. She was stuck with him and he wouldn’t let go of her any time soon if he could help it.
His racing thoughts led to a period of silence, doubt forming in the girl’s mind as she stared at the boy, eyes wavering, glossing over with unshed tears.
Silence spoke louder than words. She didn’t want to hear him say the words. Perhaps he had found someone else. Someone who was more like him. Someone who was amazing at dancing and loved art. Someone who had the same beliefs as him and a similar career path. Did he like another idol? She couldn’t blame him. They were gorgeous.
As both teens stood in front of the other, minds swirling with different thoughts as they came to different conclusions. One convinced it was the end while the other knew it was only the beginning.
A single tear rolled down her cheek as she turned away, not wanting to look in his eyes as he spoke the words she knew were coming. Should she just leave? Call it quits before he gets to do it first? Would that stop the pain? She knew it wouldn’t.
The boy’s lips parted, a small sigh leaving his lips. She braced herself, waiting for him to say-
“I love you,”
Well that was not what she was expecting. She turned around, perplexed. He stood before her, a smile gracing his features as he gazed at her with adoration.
“I love you more than words can describe. You are the fuel that keeps me going. Your smile makes butterflies erupt in my stomach and I’d do anything to wake up every day and see it. Your laugh is the only song that I want on repeat. I’ll do anything to hear you laugh. Your passion inspires me to do better, and strive to always improve myself. When I’m performing on stage, you’re the only person I look for in the crowd. I want to be by your side, and support you in whatever you do. You’re my one and only. I’ll always love you.”
The girl stood frozen, mouth agape as she stared at the tall boy, who gazed at her with nothing but love flowing from his eyes.
“Why have you been so distant lately then? Have I done something wrong? Have you met someone else?” She questioned desperately. He tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, smiling softly.
“I’d never meet someone more suited for me than you. You haven’t done anything, if anyone is to blame for the state of our relationship, it is me. My insecurities got the best of me and I thought that if I stopped being clingy whenever we were together then you would get less annoyed at me.”
“Oh,” The girl mumbled, looking down bashfully, almost embarrassed that she had assumed the worst. They both just misunderstood each other. And let their insecurities control them instead of just talking it out.
“Why did you want to break up with me?” Ni-ki asks, looking down at her like a lost puppy.
“I thought you had fallen out of love with me,” y/n whispered. Ni-ki’s heart twisted with sorrow. It was all his fault. If only he hadn’t drawn away from her. Everything was going fine until he decided to give her space. Now he was hurting her. He should have known.
The boy placed his index finger under her chin, slowly tilting her head up to look him in the eyes.
“I could never fall out of love with you. You’re my beginning and my end.”
She smiled, cheeks flushing red.
Slowly, the boy leaned down, eyes flickering to hers every few seconds, waiting for a reaction. But when she didn’t pull away, he placed a small, delicate kiss on her lips.
Moving away, he glanced down at her once again.
“Do you still want to break up with me?” He mumbled, uncertain.
She shook her head, and he laughed. Finally at peace, he pulled her into his arms, where she belonged. She was home.
pairing: angel sunoo x (f) human reader, can be interpreted as either platonic or romantic
genre: angst ig?
warnings: mentions of suicidal thoughts, blood, death and school shootings so I apologize if these are sensitive topics for you
a/n: my loving parents went halfies with me on a new laptop so hopefully more of these will be coming now, im also on study leave so watch me fail my exams and write a bunch of trashy stories :P
summary: reader has had an angel watching over her all along, waiting patiently for the right time
The girl knew there was something different about the boy when she first met him. Their initial encounter occurred a few years ago, when the pair were supposedly in their first year of high school.
She had been pushed, accidentally, by another student as they walked alongside the train tracks on a school trip. Before the girl could even register she was falling, she felt a pair of arms wrap around her. Butterflies followed as she met eyes with her saviour.
“Are you alright?”, he asked. Worry painted all over his face. Dark brown hair falling over his eyes slightly. The girl nodded numbly in response. Confused and overwhelmed by the sudden events.
“You have to be more careful, now is not your time,” His cryptic words left her brain fuzzy, but she hummed in response. Trying to pretend as though she understood, although she was too enwrapped by his beauty to fully grasp what had happened. He smiled at her, helping her stand upright once again, before disappearing, as if he was never there to begin with.
She thought that was odd, but she didn’t question it too much. The girl was dizzy and probably just lost sight of him in the crowd. Everything happened too fast for her to even register what had occurred.
Their next encounter was during the dark winter, in their second year of high school.
Rain pelted against the girl’s umbrella. Her skirt bellowed in the unforgiving winds as she struggled to stay upright. Shivers continuously ran up and down her spine, feet feeling like heavy ice blocks as she dragged them along the concrete path.
Her school uniform was drenched, and wet pieces of her hair were plastered to her face.
The girl stumbled once more, harsh winds blowing her till she fell in the middle of the road. Once again, her mind was hazy, like it always seemed to be when she encountered him. Swiftly, a pair of arms wrapped around her torso and before she knew it she was standing upright on the side of the road. Cars tooting their horns only faint noises as she listened to the pounding of her heart.
She looked up to meet eyes with her hero, the same boy as the year before at the train station. He looked down at her with a frown. His hair was fluffy, and now a bleached blonde. However it only seemed to make him appear more ethereal. Many wouldn’t have recognized him, he had matured, but she couldn’t mistake his eyes even if she wanted to. She knew it was him.
He wore the same school uniform as her, minus the skirt. The girl wondered why she had never seen him around school. He looked the same age as her, maybe even in her year? She wanted to wipe the pout off his face, but she couldn’t even form any words in a response.
“You’re so clumsy aren’t you?” He questioned with a voice like honey, almost speaking to himself, as she stared at him in awe and amazement.
“Well,” The boy began, seeming as if he didn’t quite want to leave yet. The girl looked down bashfully, staring at his pristine white shoes which didn’t quite match the weather for the day.
“Get home safely, I don’t want to have to save you again, now is not your time.” And with that final sentence, the girl looked up to find he was once again gone. She didn’t even get his name.
For two years, she didn’t see the boy again, but he often entered her mind. As she wondered, who was he? Where was he from? What did he do? What was his favourite colour? Did he like chocolate, or vanilla ice cream? She wanted to know more, but she guessed she would never know the answer.
It was currently her final year of high school. And to say the ride had been hard would be too gross of an understatement. The countless nights she had spent, tears leaving trails down her rosy cheeks as she hugged her pillow close to her chest.
The blade of her father’s razor called to her as she sat on the cold tiles of her bathroom. It would be so quick. It would be so easy.
‘Not now,’ She would hear, whispered softly by the wind. So quiet perhaps she imagined it. Her brain craving for some form of attention and love.
The nights were awful. But she couldn’t deny the feeling of comfort she often got. Almost as if someone was sitting right next to her during the breakdowns. Rubbing her back soothingly and telling her everything was gonna be okay. Filling her heart with warmth.
While everyone had close knit friend groups, who spent every waking moment together, the girl knew she wasn’t that close with her supposed friends. She knew they hung out without her. And that they most likely only let her sit with them out of pity.
Walking through the empty hallway, trying to avoid heading back to her dreaded calculus class, the girl felt a sudden tap to her shoulder. She slowly turned around, dreading the stern voice of her teacher of even principle. Instead she found the soft eyes of her hero. Her saviour.
His hair was cotton candy pink, and his eyes still sparkled with warmth. The girl’s eyes widened, cheeks becoming dusted with red as she blinked rapidly. Unsure if he was really there or if it was just a dream.
“What are you doing here?” They asked in unison. Causing the boy to giggle as she remained frozen.
She could hear loud noises coming from behind her, but she couldn’t tear her eyes away from the boy. He was like a magnet.
The longer they stood together, the less hazy her mind got. She could see his eyelashes, which fluttered gracefully. She could see the smoothness of his skin, and longed to reach out and touch it.
Banging continued to interrupt her thoughts, trying to drag her back to reality. But she didn’t want to let her eyes leave his figure, in case he disappeared from her once again.
“I’m here to finally take you,” He whispered, voice like silk as he gazed upon her. She nodded, not fully understanding what he meant. Ignoring the screams that called her from behind.
The boy reached out, grasping her hand in his own, intertwining their fingers. His hands were soft, and comfort overwhelmed the girl’s senses. She never wanted him to let go. He began to walk, and she watched as his feet started to lift off the ground. The girl followed, amazed as she did the same. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. But when she opened her mouth to question it, nothing came out.
Panic began to over take her as she glanced around, now noticing the blood staining the hallways of her school. The limp bodies of some of her classmates lying against the lockers. She turned behind her, to see her own body, framed by a puddle of blood. Eyes glazed over, unmoving.
“What’s happening? What is going on?” She questioned aloud, watching as a group of men with black masks stormed into another classroom further behind her. Screams ensuing as the sound of bullets echoing made the girl’s stomach turn. Sirens blared loudly, paired with the constant ring of the school emergency bell.
She turned back around, feeling a soft hand on her cheek. The boy was smiling sweetly at her, although it was bittersweet.
“I’m taking you back home, I’ll keep you safe right next to me,” He told her, but she still didn’t understand.
Her head flicked between the boy, and her own frozen body lying on the ground of the school hallway. Her hair was sprawled around, soaking up the blood which leaked from her wounds.
So this was it?
She didn’t die by falling onto train tracks. Or getting hit by a car. Or even by her own means. No. She died from a group of school shooters who had nothing better to do than kill children arbitrarily.
That was how her life was going to end.
The girl looked back up at the boy, who was waiting patiently for her. Wanting her consent before he took her back to their supposed ‘home’.
Was it heaven? Or was it hell? Perhaps somewhere else entirely.
“Are you ready?” He asked.
How could someone ever be ready for death?
So much was uncertain. But she supposed, she had no other choice. No one could save her lifeless body, which lay upon the floor.
She turned back, nodding. And with that he grasped her hand a little tighter, before flying them off. Away from the horrors of reality.
“By the way, I never got your name,” She spoke.
The boy smiled, his face glimmering in the sunlight as they continued their ascent into the sky.
“My name is Sunoo, y/n, and I can’t wait to be best friends forever and ever,”
i don’t wanna be your friend, i wanna kiss your lips
pairing-lee minho x reader
genre-fluff, best friends to lovers
warnings- reader skips meals because they’re super caught up with work, so if that might be triggering, please don’t proceed further. also a single curse word :D
word count- 1.6k
synopsis- minho doesn’t want to be friends with you anymore, and today was just the push he needed, when he sees you giving attention to another male, he finally realises he can’t keep hiding his feelings.
author’s note- that synopsis was absolute crap. very cliché, bestf likes you, gets jealous and confesses.
this is inspired by the song “i wanna be your girlfriend” by girl in red, specifically the lyrics ‘i don’t wanna be your friend, i wanna kiss your lips; i wanna kiss you until i lose my breath.’ think i stumbled across an edit of minho on this song, which inspired this idea jdjdjdj ok bye.
a/n: I broke my laptop so I havent been able to write however I managed to do this on my phone it took for ages tho >-<
summary: ni-ki begs reader to go to a haunted house
Halloween was never y/n’s favourite holiday. In fact, she despised it. Although she pretended to enjoy horror movies, she often found herself hiding in her boyfriend’s chest while he laughed at her actions. She could not understand how any one could find joy in almost wetting their pants due to pure fear.
Ni-ki, however, was the complete opposite. He enjoyed horror movies and the thrill of the unknown. The boy loved to explore and he was always up for a good mystery movie. And since the girl knew how much her boyfriend loved horror and adventures, she didn’t protest when he asked to go to a haunted house together on Halloween. She was deeply regretting that decision now.
“Aww come on y/n you’ll enjoy it! It’s not that scary.” The girl sent the overgrown boy an exasperated look as he smiled innocently. The couple stood in line in front of a haunted house. Its walls shaked and creaked in the slight breeze. The other members were further ahead, all laughing and giggling while pointing to Jay, who only glared in response.
“Ni-ki I really don’t want to go any more,” Y/N stated, eyes shifting between her boyfriend and the house that awaited them.
“Pleaseeeeeeeeeeee,” The boy begged, as he clasped the girls hands in his own. She swore he was on the verge of getting on his knees before her. His puppy dog eyes made her heart melt. How could she say no to him?
After a long pause the girls finally responded. “Fine-”
“YES!” Ni-ki screamed, jumping into the air as if he were Mario. He picked her up, spinning them around while others waiting in line sent them odd looks.
“As long as you don’t leave me behind,” Y/N sent Ni-ki a warning glance, and he put her down before throwing his hands up in mock surrender.
“Me? Never! I’ll protect you from all the teenagers with fake blood on them!” He mocked her, putting an arm around her shoulder and tugging the girl into his side. She glared in response.
When Riki took note of the fear leaking from the girl’s frame he smiled softly, intertwining their hands.
“I’ll protect you, don’t worry love,” A sarcastic smile made its way on the girl’s face as she rolled her eyes, trying not to show any response to the small but loving gesture.
“Gee, you’re so sweet,”
The couple were finally at the front of the line, the house appearing to tower over them. The screams that echoed in the building did nothing to ease the feeling in y/n’s stomach.
“Two tickets please,” Ni-ki said to the front worker as he organized the payment, the girl’s eyes too busy floating over the house and its dark secrets which awaited the pair.
Soon enough Riki was taking the girl by the hand and leading her into the building. Y/N struggled not to trip as they got closer and closer. The boy bouncing eagerly.
“Faster, faster let’s go!” He yelled like an excited child waiting to ride a rollercoaster.
The first step into the building made the dread in the girl’s stomach swirl. Cobwebs dangling over every doorway. Bloody handprints on the walls making her skin crawl. Screams floated through the house as others encountered what the girl hoped were just scary actors.
Even though Y/N was initially scared, the further in they went, the less scared she got.
Besides the few creepy actors that stood around attempting to jump scare the couple, nothing was too overwhelming. The girl could deal with that.
However, she could not deal with the kid beside her who attempted to keep scaring her by yelling “boo!” every few minutes.
They walked around a corner, the girl apprehensive as the boy held tightly to her hand. Just as she peeked her head round the corner Ni-ki screamed, making the girl copy his action.
She glanced at him to see him trying to control the laughter waiting to burst from his rosy pink lips. Y/N glared in response.
Finally she had enough, releasing her hold on his arm to grab the nearest bone prop lying on a table and proceeding to hit him with it.
“OW! I’M SORRY OKAY? OWWW! Y/NNNN!” He screamed as the girl chased him, quickly moving between hallways and rooms within the massive house.
“STOP I DIDN’T MEAN TO SCARE YOU!”
“YES YOU DID DON’T LIE!”
The pair’s heavy footsteps bounce off the walls as they move quickly.
“Okay I surrender!” He finally shouts, stopping with his hands on his knees to catch his breath. The girl opted to hit him one last time and then proceeded to drop the bone to the ground.
As the pair caught their breath, they realized they were no longer on the normal path within the haunted attraction. They were drowning in darkness. And instead of the screams from other customers blaring in their ears, it was like a faint whistle carried by the wind.
“Great now we’re lost,” Y/N groans, crossing her arms over her chest in a defensive manner, not liking the terror growing within her once again.
“And whose fault is that?”
“I wasn’t the one that chased me!”
“You were the one who ran off the path!”
“I- you have a point,”
The girl glared at Riki, even though he was unaware due to the lack of light. Soon she felt a hand graze her shoulder and she quickly pushed it off.
“Don’t touch me Riki I’m mad at you,” The boy stood there confused, eyebrows raised.
“I didn’t touch you,” He stated matter of factly, and she groaned at him.
Once again the girl felt a hand softly touch her back, feeling a cold liquid dripping onto her shirt.
“Riki cut it out, now is not the time!” She yelled once more, startling the boy.
“It wasn’t me I swear!” He defended, trying to stop the fear growing within his stomach also.
Silence surrounded them, only being interrupted by the pair’s heavy breathing.
“Ni-ki?” The girl whimpered, trying to not let the fear she felt take hold.
“Mhmm,” He responded, waiting for her to speak again as they stood impossibly still in the quiet.
Y/N felt a hand grab her ankle and the scream she let out as a response made the boy’s blood curdle. He took off running, leaving her behind as he ran.
“NISHIMURA RIKI YOU DICK!” She yelled as she kicked away the hand, following after the traitor as his heavy footsteps echoed through the building.
The girl sprinted for her life, cursing her boyfriend and his betrayal. The sound of someone running behind her increased Y/N’s fear as she screamed at her boyfriend once more.
She never should have agreed to this stupid idea. Remind her never to let Ni-ki plan dates ever again.
The girl saw the boy had found his way back to the original path, and was standing with another couple who were eyeing him oddly. Once she reached the boy she punched him in the gut, causing him to groan and fall to the ground.
“You’re awful, I’m never going anywhere with you again.” And as she looked to the floor, she saw the boy was laughing. The audacity of the kid. Ni-ki was laughing so hard he began to snort, rolling over and making the couple standing next to him stare with bewildered expressions.
Slow footsteps behind the girl made her turn around, fear consuming her once again, however a familiar laugh made her stop herself from running. From the hallway emerged a boy who slowly revealed his face after removing his mask.
There stood a laughing Jungwon, trying not to fall over as he held tightly to the ghost mask in his hand.
𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗥𝗘 | light angst, are we friends or are we more?trope.
𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 | an argument because of overworking reader.
𝗦𝗬𝗡𝗢𝗣𝗦𝗜𝗦 | heeseung is tired of being a worrywart and just wants you to learn that asking for help is not wrong.
small note: i have no idea what this is tbfh 😭✋ excuse the drama in this one y'all. this gal is yearning and is in her emo romantics phase and i needed a self-indulgent goodie bahahaha
a small black car comes to a slow halt next to your languid step, clothes ruffling harshly from the undying blows of the wind mixed with light droplets of water that hit your face every once in a while. it’s his voice coming from behind the rolled down window of the passenger’s seat, “do you want to send me to an early grave with all of this worrying or something?”
[ 12:26 pm ] — “you know, you’re a pretty good photographer, hoon.” jay says as he slides into the booth where sunghoon is sitting. jake and sunoo follows as they put the food on the table.
“and what about it?” sunghoon asks.
“take a picture, go home so you could shamelessly drool over her,” jay says, shrugging. jake and sunoo snicker as they both dug in to their food. sunghoon rolls his eyes as he takes his eyes away from you. your friends are here, yet you’re not sitting with them. you much rather sit with lee heeseung who is a year older than you are. what could you possibly see in that dude? just because he’s older, he’s what? more superior? sunghoon could take you out to dates—
“hoon, you’re food is getting cold.” jake says and sunghoon snaps out of his ranting in his mind as he finally and succesfully takes his eyes off of you. sunghoon picks a fry and munch on it and sunoo sighs, shaking his head which goes unnoticed by sunghoon since his eyes went back on you. sunoo steals a fry from sunghoon, which went unnoticed again.
“for all i know, you could finish his whole plate and he wouldn’t notice.” jay says and sunoo laughs.
“huh?” sunghoon says, eyes not getting off of you.
“sunghoon,” jake calls and sunghoon hums again. “why don’t you just ask her out on a date? then maybe you could be her boyfriend.”
sunghoon snaps out of his daze, glaring at jake. “boyfriend?” sunghoon repeats with a scoff. sunghoon glares at jake for a solid minute, eyebrows scrunching together. “i don’t want to be y/n’s stupid boyfriend.”
sunghoon’s three friends look at each other, getting confused. “w-what do you want then?” sunoo carefully asks.
“i don’t know!” sunghoon huffs as his eyes goes back to you. the other three not missing at how his eyes soften the instant. “i just wanna be with her all the time. i wanna hear about her day and i tell her about mine.” oh shit, there goes sunghoon pout, it’s coming out. “i wanna hold her hand and smell her hair.” then all the softness goes away the moment sunghoon shifts his gaze back to his friends. “but no! i don’t want to be her stupid boyfriend.”
“hey, what’s up with the ranting?” your voice soon comes as you stand in front of your friends.
“hi, y/n.” sunghoon says with a soft smile, hand raised to lightly wave. jay, jake and sunoo face each other giving a face that screams, “what the fuck”. “did you eat already?”
“not yet, maybe later. i just have to finish a project. i’ll be with you guys soon.” you said as you wave at your friends. “bye, guys.”
“bye, take care!” sunghoon says in an enthusiastic way and you chuckle as you make your way out of the diner. sunghoon’s eyes follow you until you were finally out of view. damn, park sunghoon is whipped for you, huh.