sunghoon was all smiles walking into the dance studio after parting with you in front of the main building. hand in his pockets, he whistled a happy tune while stretching his legs and waiting for the other dancers.
"you're up here early." minho commented as he dropped his gym bag, chuckling after seeing sunghoon do his jumping jacks extra hard. "— and you're in a good mood too."
"who wouldn't be? the boy got to drive his little crush here." yeosang commented while he stood beside sunghoon so he could start his own stretching session meanwhile heeseung just mentally rolled his eyes at the happy disposition of the man who claimed to be his "rival."
after a few minutes of waiting, the rest of the boys eventually came and both groups took turns rehearsing and evaluating each other's routines for the sake of delivering a good performance for the event.
tch. he may be taller than me but i can, for sure, dance better.
after two hours or so of practice, mingi and jeongin were practically at the leaders' feet, rubbing their palms together and begging to be given a short break. so the group broke off with wooyoung leading most of the hybe boys to their own university's cafeteria while minho, han and the rest of the belift boys stayed.
"hello? delivery for heeseung!"
your head popped up from the door and you gave a polite bow to everyone in the room before heading to heeseung with your arms wide open. you could feeling him pushing you away but you continued to cling on the taller despite his whines of how smelly he probably was. spoiler: he's not. the man always smelled good.
after pulling away, you pulled a neatly wrapped lunchbox from your bag and presented it to him. "i felt bad for turning you down this morning. i was already in sunghoon's car so.. yeah. i made that together with jungwon. as an apology."
"princess, you don't need to apologize. but thank you."
minho swears he didn't mean to overhear your conversation. that doesn't stop him from listening more though. and upon hearing your words, he began to understand why both boys were acting the way they were during practice.
"yeah, so that's how yunho ended up spraining his own dic— y/n?"
you turned to the door and gave wooyoung a shy wave before looking at the unfamiliar faces behind him and-
fuck, why's sunghoon here— i didn't know they were sharing a single studio today.
sunghoon was convinced nothing could ruin his day more than the sight of you in between heeseung's legs and giggling with him– until wooyoung beckoned you to come over, that is.
you greeted everyone with a smile and sunghoon raised up his hand to wave at you, but instead of greeting him personally, you gave him a polite smile and returned to your spot with heeseung in tow.
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summary: sunghoon was fine, or at least that was what he kept telling himself for the past years. he didn't expect everything to come crashing down after his friend ni-ki fawns to him over lilac, a famous youtuber, and the same girl he ghosted two years ago.
a/n: hALKSDJLAKSJDLKJ AWIT LODS :(((
for everyone who sent asks, the taglists for this au is now CLOSED.
a/n: i know i said it would be half written but i had no ideas and wasnt feeling very well today :(
summary: two souls have been in love with each other for 2 whole years. they have never talked before even though they are in the same class and major. when slots for the school newspaper open, both of them join because of their similar interest in journalism. will their shared love for writing make way for another kind of love, something they'd both wanted but couldn't even imagine?
Love? Love! Fighting!! | Scene 31: Come be my Teacher
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♧ Summary: Jake is finally moving back to Korea after spending 5 years in Brisbane Australia to spend his senior year at Belift Academy. After one faithful meeting on a train with his new schools top student Kim (Y/n) he decides to make her his rival. Swearing to not be second in his class he also refuses to acknowledge his growing crush on his self declared rival. In other words he will NOT confess first. But you know what they say: All is fair, and Love is war.
𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐃 - in which ni-ki pranked yn as usual. except today, yn didn't know it was him and pinned the blame on jungwon. tired of getting pranked, yn decided to propose an idea of pranking jungwon back, but with the help of the number one victim himself, sim jake, who mindlessly agreed. what happens when this backfires and ends up as your cliché friends to lovers story? or what if there's an obstacle blocking the way?
pairing; jake x fem!reader ft second lead heeseung
genre; crack, fluff, mutual pining, friends to lovers | [one-sided love, angst] (if you count this for heeseung lol)
schedule; once every 2-3 days (unless i forgot lmao)
⚠︎ do note that this social media au is purely fictional (not real) and it does not potray all the characters' real personalities.
𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁; 𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗻 ! 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝘀𝗸. → @seungstarss
author's note; hello^^ this is the first ever smau i've made with the help of my friend and i'm really excited to release this fic hehe>< don't mind the timestamps or dates, they don't really matter in here. also, english is not my first language so i apologize in advance if there are any mistakes. please enjoy\(๑╹◡╹๑)ﾉ♬
Profiles; the troublemakers | self-centered people
You take a stroll through the Hanakotoba flower shop - the place you love the most (maybe even more than the inside of your house). It’s been a place of comfort and a place of celebration. You reason that this is why you cherish this flower shop the most. In the corners of the flower filled place is constancy.
Flowers litter the space, its walls lined with orchids of numerous colors. It’s where you’ve spent the most time with yourself, where you went to when you failed your Chemistry test, and where you celebrated when you passed your midterm exams. Which is why you’re back, walking through the arrays of flowers with a small smile on your face.
You liked how the place seemed to be your secret. It had a fairly stray group of customers everyday, but not many people would willingly spend time sitting at the wooden tables. You liked it though, it was comfort in the ruckus of high school. Without truly realizing it, you had made it your home.
Heeseung was the first to notice your presence; Heeseung who had hurriedly informed Sunoo so he could tell Jungwon that you were back. By the time Jungwon emerges from the back, you’re already seated on your spot, but this time, you don’t do anything.
It’s a strange sight.
You’re usually surrounded with work when you visit the shop, and if you weren’t working, you would be reading a book. But today, you simply sat down. Jungwon clears his throat and straightens his shoulders before walking towards your direction. Your eyes glint with happiness the moment it meets his.
“You’re back.” His voice is warm, gentle.
“You can’t keep me away from this place.”
“I almost did when you refused to sleep a few days ago.”
The melodic sound of your laugh feels like the beginning of something wonderful. Yang Jungwon can tell you’re freer than usual, he knows it’s because you’re relieved to lose some weight of the responsibilities placed on you.
“What brings you here? I thought you’d be celebrating with friends.” You shake your head, explaining how they had surprised you the night before, and how they slept over and were planning to spend the whole day with you, but Jake had this family thing for lunch, and you only had one place in mind of where you wanted to go, so now you were here.
The parallel was amusing. This time, you had been the one rambling.
“But also, I kind of wanted to thank you. For that day, when, you know.” You mirror the actions of you crying, and laughter breaks out across the room. “You really made me believe I could do it, and that things will be okay in the end.”
“Don’t mention it, you deserve to be told that. By the way, congratulations! I wish I could’ve brought Maeumi with me, but I didn’t know you’d be visiting today. I know how much you love him.”
“It’s alright. Being with you is enough.” You don’t realize the weight of your words until it falls off your mouth, and your face grows incredibly red (Jungwon doesn’t notice, too busy trying to hide his own blush. He wonders if you could hear how loud his heart is beating right now).
You deflect by talking about the week prior, just like he had asked a few days ago through texts.
Jungwon supposes he should feel guilty at his unavailability to listen to you properly because of the way he’s absolutely consumed with the way your lips move, and how your eyes seemed to light up every time you talked about a moment you were proud of during your pitch presentation.
You’re saying something about the judges, he’s not sure. He makes sure to nod when needed, and smile when he thinks it’s appropriate (he mirrors your movements, syncing himself with you).
And while you’re talking about your week, Jungwon gets a bright idea. He types something quickly on his phone, and when it rings ten minutes later, Jungwon quietly excuses himself from the table, telling you he’ll be right back.
There Heeseung stood with a box containing two cupcakes. Jungwon thanks him, telling Heeseung he’ll pay him later before he’s making his way back to you. “I believe a proper congratulations is in order.”
“Jungwon… You didn’t have to.”
“I wanted to celebrate with you. Your friends got to last night, and well, I’m a friend too, right?” You sneak a glance at his face as his soft eyes skim the cupcakes, and he brings his gaze up to shoot you a warm smile. Yang Jungwon always smiles with his eyes. He’s someone whose eyes tell stories.
He sits right next to you, your thigh pressing up against his, and it makes your heart beat quickly in your chest to feel his body radiating out from his side. Yang Jungwon came to you in the form of a flower that had not bloomed yet. You never really noticed him, mind too cluttered with how busy you were. Yet, here he was, in all his glory, fully bloomed and more beautiful than he ever was. You question why you never saw him in this light before.
Hours are spent talking and eating the cupcakes he had bought for you. There's no plan, and there surely isn’t any race to run. Time is a distant memory, and you slowly start to realize your own feelings for the boy who owned the flower shop you loved the most.
[ JUNGWON’S NOONA 📬 ] “02z together forever, right?”
SYNOPSIS — the 02z, one of the most famous trios in all of belift high. they’re practically stuck to the hip and if together; create a bunch of chaos. so when jake starts tutoring people, park sunghoon gets bored and offers his best buds a bet. whoever wins the heart of jake’s classmate, yang y/n, gets a hundred bucks. it just also happens that y/n is jungwon’s sister, who absolutely despises them.
— note: please ignore the sudden icon change for jay + heeseung 😭 i had to redo the profiles since the app crashed 3 there was also a typo in the last chapter. accidentally spelled may instead of mya, sorry guys! edit: i put the twice omg i'm so sorry 3
alcohol does many things, such as making you forget all the stupid shit you might've done. but, it can't say the same for others. and, in this case, lee heeseung is definitely not going to forget the person who kept hitting on him the entire night.
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Y/N woke up with a splitting headache on the day before Christmas Eve, and she immediately regretted everything she had done the night before. Though it was a slow process, most of her memories flooded back. Snippets of the events that occurred pieced themselves together to form a perfect recreation, except, it wasn’t really perfect, was it?
After torturous nights of nightmares she had to subject herself to, the raw emotions she felt was real enough for her to cower in the room she was staying in for a good few days until Sunoo, the good boy that he was, managed to convince her to get out to get some fresh air. He never asked about her experience in the dream world, and never prodded her like an interrogator. All he did was take her hand and lead her in the right direction—all of which without her knowing, god bless him—and allowed her to heal in her own way, her own pace.
And all this, all of this, done just for her, even though he, too, had been struggling, because the young boy whom she had known all her life, would rather be a selfless person for the one he cared about.
She told him to make a name for himself, and then confess to her then—but all of that was just a way to push him out into the world to experience all that he didn’t before, in hopes that he would find something special to his heart and forget all about her.
She told him to make a name for himself, and then confess to her then—but all of that was just a way to push him out into the world to experience all that he didn’t before, in hopes that he would find something special to his heart and forget all about her.
It was fruitless, she realized, because this happened, and she supposed that he had been back prematurely. The name for himself he had made—the name was already vastly known throughout the orchestral world, and one that was widely known across the globe, something she was very proud about.
And yet, the feelings she held for her were still tightly wrapped around him. Maybe she should have put out the candle before the flames grew too big, even for her to put out.
Regardless, the night prior, she had dragged him out to drink because it was too much for her, and she needed an outlet, erase all that hindrance, erase all that stress, and erase all that trauma she had held so tightly onto, in hopes that she could start a new page all by herself. Sunoo wasn’t going to stay with her forever, and she needed to stand on her two feet, all without someone to lean on.
And yet, ironic as it was, she ended up being a lightweight and ended up getting drunk after only two glasses, and it had put a lot of burden and stress on the younger man who had courteously allowed her into his life, once more.
Maybe she hated herself for that, but the headache wasn’t earning any favours at this point.
Sunoo chose that moment to enter the room, with more room service than any luxurious hotel could afford, and sat beside her, all while offering her the best hangover medication she could ever ask for. Scratch that, it was just one of her favourite drinks, mostly. Although chocolate milk was far from the best hangover cure, she loved the stuff and it also promoted more liquids into her body and she did not want to die from dehydration just yet.
She was kidding, by the way.
With that, Y/N greedily took the cup with both hands and chugged it in one go. Sunoo, the ever-good boy, rubbed her back to help her to not choke, and also to help soothe any lingering negative emotions she might have had from the past few days.
The chocolate milk moustache didn’t help.
And Sunoo broke into laughter, because Y/N was just the cutest person in his eyes, after all.
“…what…” she asked, almost begrudgingly. The slightly accusatory glance she cast in his direction did not dampen his mood, it seemed.
“You have a milk moustache,” he responded, jovially, and fetched a piece of tissue from the nightstand before offering it to her.
Y/N, on the other hand, quickly took the tissue before covering her mouth area with the tissue, effectively erasing the (adorable) mistake.
With that out of the way, he leaned forward, and wrapped his arms around her, the previous smile on his face slowly dissipating.
“You scared me last night.”
The earlier mood, like the smile on Sunoo face, had also vanished, as a sense of dread slowly crawled back into her mind. Whether or not she was ready to face everything, whether or not she was ready to explain, and to have someone else carry the burden with her, she wasn’t sure, but with all that had happened, she felt like she owed him an explanation.
“Did I…do something again?” The words came out hesitantly, and Y/N, despite already having asked the question, wanted nothing more than to retract it in fear of hearing something she wasn’t quite ready for.
The memories of her dream were vague at best, and if he told her she was calling out to Jake yet again, she might just break.
“No,” Sunoo answered, “you were crying.”
A sense of relief, and then:
“It was a heart-wrenching sob,” he continued.
Something seemed to be tearing at her from the inside.
“I’ve never felt so hopeless, you were just sobbing so miserably but there was nothing I could do to alleviate that sadness you hold so close to your heart.”
Sunoo pulled back and stared into Y/N’s eyes.
“I just wanted to make your pain go away, somehow, but…”
Y/N shook her head, tears already forming at the corners of her eyes. She placed her hands on top of his and rested her forehead against his shoulder.
“I need to tell you what happened.”
Because the longer she put it off, she felt like it was going to eat her alive. And maybe those therapists were right, or rather, the words Sunoo said to her before were right, it would be better to share the burden than for her to carry it alone. She realized this now, and while it took her days of ramming her head against a metaphorical brick wall for her to understand that, she didn’t have to do that, now. She had Sunoo.
And it was better to let him in than to leave him out.
“About everything,” Y/N said, finally.
They said the truth would set you free, but in this case, it wasn’t freeing, but at least someone else knew what she was going through.
Time went by, events that had led up to Jake’s untimely demise had been explained with as much detail as possible, and despite taking half a day to cover everything that had happened up to this point, she had opened her heart to him. She expected him to be mad, frustrated, and furious.
And mad he got.
She didn’t think she had ever seen him so outraged. But as his anger died down, slowly but surely, he once again held her in his arms. She knew he did it for her, in hopes that it would calm her, and it did, but it didn’t really put out that tiny sense that he was going to do something stupid to compensate…
She just wanted it to be over.
Sunoo, who had still held her in his arms, rocking her slightly, hummed in response.
“When this is all over, let’s go somewhere together…”
Her voice was soft, and as time went on, a sense of relief started settling in. Maybe she would trade the world for him…
The evening quickly rolled by, and as the sun finally set on the night before Christmas Eve, Sunoo’s phone started ringing.
[Unknown number is calling.]
▾ SYNOPSIS y/n is a girl who lives a mundane life as a university student. however, things started to deviate from her sense of normalcy—gifts start arriving at her door, creepy messages bombard her phone, and the constant feeling that she's being watched. she enlists the help of her best friend, jake, and as time passes, both of them realize that this is the work of an obsessive stalker with a motive. time is running out and things are spiring out of control—will y/n be able to take back the life she once had?
Note: Sorry for the late chapter, life happened, and had lots of work to do.
summary: the team you‘re desperately trying to recruit in order to join the world dance competition is left stunned by your passion, because for one, none of you know each other, and two: barely anyone can actually dance. you‘re not sure what the bigger problem is: the fact that you‘re going to make an absolute fool out of yourselves for the whole world to see, or that none of them know the actual reason you want to join.
pairing: enhypen x fem!reader, jake x fem!reader, jay x fem!reader, niki x fem!reader, sunghoon x fem!reader, heeseung x fem!reader
#🧍♀️ #enhypen x reader #enha smau#enhypen smau#kpop smau #sim jake x reader #park sunghoon x reader #lee heeseung x reader #niki x reader #aespa x reader #jay x reader #kpop x reader #yang jungwon x reader #kim sunoo x reader #txt x reader #enha fake texts #me accidentally liking my own post #And not knowing how to unlike #We love tumblr
You aren't really sure whether it's because you're overwhelmed by the current situation or because you have been stressed out lately, but one thing for certain is that your head starting to feel as if it's spinning around.
Pressing the highest spot on the muscle between your thumb and index finger, you slightly made a grimace due to the pain of the action.
"You alright?" Jungwon automatically being the first one to notice, as he is the one that stand right beside you.
Turning your head to Jungwon, you immediately stop pressing the pressure point for dizziness that you learnt from your grandmother. "Ah, it's nothing. I'm okay." Then force a smile.
Meanwhile at the same time, there's Jay. He already knew that Chaeri is behind all this, as their gaze met each other not too long ago. Is this the reason why she is so persistent about him not to go to campus today? So she can pull out whatever her plan is regarding you?
Massive mix of guilt, shame, and anger starting to fill him up. Especially after seeing you obviously struggling in front of his eyes. And even your friends also end up being dragged. This is so sickening.
"Okay, it's me that you want to talk to, right?" Making your way closer to Bona, you finally step into the spotlight. "Why don't we settle down first? The environment right now is uncomfortable for us to talk, or am I wrong? As you can see, there's too many eyes watching, so..."
"I don't know about that. I kinda enjoy the environment though?" Bona's eyes wander around to the crowd before it end up on you again. "Why, are you scared that people might found out the truth?"
Her grin makes you smirk in annoyance. Sunoo can even be heard gasping. Oh how you wish you could just smack her in the face and have her cry dramatically on the floor.
"Just who the heck are you, seriously!?" Niki joined you getting closer to Bona in a split second, causing Sunoo to also move in sync to avoid unwanted things to happen.
This unfamiliar voice...
"The truth you're talking about, let's hear it." To everyone's surprise, Jay decided to involve himself in the conversation.
Jay is never one to meddle in this kind of thing. Not to mention that he always hates it when he's being the center of attention. That's why Sunoo and Niki is freaking out a little bit when he agreed to meet you in the campus' cafeteria, since his presence definitely gonna attract interest of many.
Eyes are on Bona now, expecting the now frozen in place girl to answer Jay's question. Bona herself seem shocked that she found her words stuck in her throat.
She took a few step back while looking at her other friends, seeking for some back up but none of them show any sign of willing to help her. Even Chaeri flinched when Jay call Bona's name.
"W- well, i- it's about what happened in the video." Stuttering, Bona still try her best and managed to speak. "And i-it's also true, that she seduce many men!"
"Y- yeah, that's right!"
"Just look at how she always hang with the boys but not girls!"
"Exactly! Even now she also trying to get close with Sunoo and Niki."
One after another of Chaeri's group keep adding up commentary, as if this was a group debate and currently they're working in team to strengthen the argument.
"So what is the problem if she is trying to get close with us, huh?" Sunoo can't help himself to bark.
"I don't even know you guys, why you all acting as if you have control of who should I befriend with?" Niki follows Sunoo.
The crowd talking among themselves is also not helping, you keep thinking that this couldn't get any worse.
Despite all of that, you of course cannot just stand back and accept their wrong accusation about you. You may sincerely wish that this matter can be issued calmly, but if in fact there's no chance for that to happen, then oh well.
You asked for this, you fucker.
"The video? About what?" Jay asked again, this time his tone is more confused than demanding.
"Of what happened a few days ago, when you guys argued, remember?" Gain some confidence after Yubin, Sora, and Gaeul joined hands with her, Bona calmly reach her phone to show Jay and everyone else the video.
"Here, you judge the way she dressed and said that you don't like the way she talk, right?" Bona look straight at you after pausing the video when it shows the moment Chaeri started to broke down crying. "No need to lie, Chaeri told us herself."
Chaeri sure are gaining a lot of advantage from the crowd. You can sense the atmosphere changing, much more heavier than before. It's suddenly become so much different with some mere words.
"Bullshit." Jake said under his breathe.
"That definitely is bullshit." Sunghoon said it louder.
Not accepting what they just said, Sora went to defend her friend. "You're not even there, how can you be so sure?"
"The same goes to you, Sherlock." Heeseung's reply got almost of the crowd chuckling.
Sora who didn't expect for her words to coming back at her, choose to be silent and shrink in between her friends as she can feel her face burning out of embarrassment.
"If I told you that is not what I said, will you believe me?" You focused your attention on Bona before everyone else.
"Of course no? Why would I believe you?" Bona sneered at you, thinking that your question is dumb.
You smiled at that. "If that's the case, then wouldn't it only be fair for us to consider that what Chaeri said is also irrelevant?"
The way you stated your opinion based on Bona's reaction is actually a clever move. You left Bona and Chaeri zipping their mouth tightly, fist clenched, face frowned.
To anyone's logic, what you are saying is unremarkably makes sense. So without question, the crowd agrees with you. Some of them even begin to take your side quietly.
"W- wait, it's a lie!"
Chaeri suddenly shouting is just another moment in today's shocking moment sequence. "I never said any of that, it's all a lie!"
Seems like the devil still got another plan under her sleeve.
Taglist; @liliansun @enxnesblog @leefelix-gf
It's probably the bizarre new fascinating feelings of how different yet similar you both are, but something definitely struck when your and his gaze meet each other. What could it be?
↦ pairing: enhypen / enhypen x reader
↦ genre: fluff
↦ warnings: -
↦ a/n: hiii everyone! so this is the last fic under my enhypen’s 1st anniversary series! as i said, double posting today since i didn’t go by the original schedule i had planned 😩😩😩 it’s kinda short cuz honestly idk my brain js pretty much stopped working ig but anyway, do let me know what you guys think about this! and have an great day! <333
↦ event: enhypen’s first anniversary! 🎉
↦ synopsis: telling them you have a boyfriend, them as your brothers
➵ taglist status: closed
➵ taglist: @enhacolor @meraniki @goldenhypen @rozisisme @i2gyus @ahnneyong @odetoyeonjun @leeis @seungstarss @heejojo @hime98 @misfitsjy @ddeonubaby @yenart @squiishymeow
≡;- ꒰ ° 𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗦𝗘𝗨𝗡𝗚 . ꒱
pretty much the chill, cool brother i guess
idk i just get that vibes 🤷♀️
literally greets your boyfriend with that handshake guys always do when they meet 🤧
makes your boyfie feel welcome fr
talks about random stuff to get to know your boyfie better
sometimes you even feel like the third wheel 😹
overall, he’s that cool, chill and nice brother everyone wants 🤩
≡;- ꒰ ° 𝗝𝗔𝗬 . ꒱
“well, it’s about time 😹”
:( that was uncalled for, jay
naurr he’s the best bro literally so nice to your boyfie 🥰
even invites your boyfie for dinner #welcometotheparkfam
and best part, he’s the chef 🤩
keeps the convo going during dinner when it gets awkward
no because this is the kind of brother you want when planning for your s/o to meet your fam 😍
bottom line, jay is #bestbrotherever
≡;- ꒰ ° 𝗝𝗔𝗞𝗘 . ꒱
super hyped up when he hears the news 🤩
200% supportive of you and your boyfie 😍
literally hugs your boyfriend when they meet for the first time fsnkfjdsj 🥺
“so when’s the wedding?” JAKE WHAT- 😫
well, at least you know that he approves of you and your boyfriend 🤧
when jake finds out your boyfie likes soccer too…
that will be the end. periodt.
at least they’re bonding over something 🤷♀️
≡;- ꒰ ° 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗡 . ꒱
i guess he tries to show interest in the topic 😹
“oh, is he nice?”
uh, sunghoon, if he wasn’t, i wouldn’t want him as my boyfriend??? 😫🤧
“hm, is he good looking? 👀”
*narrows his eyes at you* “more than me?”
literally gets offended by your answer there’s no one more good looking than the sunghoon (so sorry to burst your bubble, sunghoon 😔)
“hmph, then i don’t like him” *stomps off to his room to cry* 😭😹
≡;- ꒰ ° 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗢𝗢 . ꒱
similar to jake 😫
super hyped up frrr
you and your boyfie’s #1 fan 🤩
bouncing excitedly everytime he sees your cute interaction with your boyfie
jokingly threatens to take down your boyfriend if he hurts you technically half joking 😫🤧
in truth, he really likes your boyfriend and he’s glad you two found each other
would totally look forward to your boyfriend’s visits cuz he 1000% digs your interaction fr 🥰😍
our cutie ddeonu may love horror movies but your love story is a romance movie he’d watch 🤩
≡;- ꒰ ° 𝗝𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗪𝗢𝗡 . ꒱
ngl gets a little defensive but it’s so cute 🥺
just feeling emotional over his sister growing up 😫😭
honestly likes your boyfie and he tells you that
that doesn’t stop him from giving your boyfie a warning
“if you break her heart, i’ll break your neck” 💀💀💀
naurr your boyfriend literally gets scared and makes sure to rmb wonie’s threat 🤧😼
fdjksnjks putting those taekwondo skills to good use i guess 🤷♀️
yeah but overall, he doesn’t embarrass you and he’s a good brother 😃👍🏼
≡;- ꒰ ° 𝗡𝗜𝗞𝗜 . ꒱
pretty much unbothered 😫
“i- i didn’t ask about your relationship status”
naurr niki you didn’t have to be so uninterested 😭
no because the worst part is your boyfriend’s standing right next to you 😹
“what? what do you want me to say? we all knew this day would come anyway 😹” fax but still 🤧😫
warnings: poorly proof read, small mentions of abandonment(?)
key: italics is either a flashback or writing
You tapped your pencil on your desk, eager to start writing but unable to find the proper words to address the boy you've admired for such a long time. School had ended hours ago -- but you had spent so much time on math homework that your letter had slipped by your train of thought. If it weren't for Sunoos (not so friendly) reminder, you would probably be asleep by now.
Words filtered through your mind, maybe you should pick up Sanas offer to help you start out the letter. You ultimately decided against it, you hadn't sent a letter in years, the best thing you could do is write from the heart. So as your pen touched the paper, your hand started to glide across the pages. The words came naturally, as if you had never left.
As you wrote, you recalled what it was like writing your first letter to sunghoon. Sana was right there by your side, aiding you when you struggled to form words. And when the letter was finally finished and sealed, Sana was the one who brought up the idea of putting it in his friends locker instead of Sunghoons so that it'll stand out more.
Sana was your core, no matter how aggressive Sunoo and Taehyun claimed she is, but you wouldn't have it any other way.
You had a smile on your face as you continued writing, ignoring the heat that was holding your face hostage as you told Sunghoon everything that happened in the past two years.
Dear Park Sunghoon,
This letter has been well overdue, but here I am on a Monday night, writing on a purple sheet of paper that I haven't used in 2 years. You see, I bought all of this stationary solely for my letters, however they've been collecting dust. I'm glad I could finally be able to put them to use.
I notice that you may have grown concerned about my health over the past years, I can reassure you that I am healthy and am eating well. I've been joining more clubs, if I remember correctly I told you how I was always scared of joining them. But I've found a good friend, a sociable one, and he's there for every step.
After I stopped writing to you, I started to wonder if me talking to you this way was smart. I mean, wouldn't it be easiest to simply approach you in person? But now that I'm back to sharing my thoughts with you, I realize that I wouldn't have it any other way. Sure, the conversations are a bit.. one sided, and in all honesty I'm not sure if you're even receiving these letters, but it's nice to have a full on conversation with a (technically speaking here) stranger.
I hope your friends don't mind their lockers being riddled with purple envelopes once again, it feels like a shame to stop delivering them to you this way. it's as if it's tradition at this point. Once again, I am truly sorry for taking so long to write you a letter. Also, I love your Twitter username, but you can change the bio now.
Also Also, glad you like the necklace as much as I do. I mean, I hope you like it, considering you've been wearing it everyday for so long now.
you picked up your pen, hands sore and burning from the non-stop writing. But you ignored the pain, and was currently faced with a different dilemma. You wanted to let Sunghoon know that things have changed, and you had never properly signed off one of your letters.
But it's not like you could simply sign off with your name, you wanted to keep some of your anonymous.. charm? Maybe charm isn't the write word. But as you hesitatingly wrote the word 'sincerely' you considered a pen name..
until you came up with the perfect name. at least you thought it was fitting, considering the circumstances.
at this point you had accepted the fact that you had ghosted Sunghoon for a good 2 years so might as well make some use out of it right? You just hoped the name wasn't too childish.
You had finally finished writing your letter, and you couldn't help but feel proud. Reading it over, you took in a deep breath, calming the butterflies that were emerging in your stomach.
You were finally going to reconnect with Park Sunghoon.
,sunghoon traced his fingers over the patterns that were scattered over the small box he'd kept on his desk since the beginning of middle school. Thoughts wondered throughout his mind as he propped the box open, revealing dozens of letters contained inside purple envelopes.
With a small sigh, he picked up the stack, and sifted through them, looking for a specific one. When he finally found it, he gently opened up the envelope. The paper was well worn, and it was clear that the letter had been re-read many times before.
This was the letter Sunghoon cherished the most, as this was the last letter Sunghoon received, and this was when Sunghoon had fallen for the you. Brushing the pads of his fingertips over the creased purple paper, Sunghoon felt a tug at his heartstrings. The two of you had never had a proper conversation, so why did he miss you so much?
The ice skater took the box of letters to his bed, feeling the mattress sink with the sudden addition of his weight, as he read over the letter for the up-tenth time. He traced his fingers over the lightly faded pen ink, he remembered vividly what it was like when he first read this letter.
"Sunghoon, there's another letter for you" a younger Jungwon handed Sunghoon a letter, both now used to the weekly letters arriving in his locker. "Thanks" Sunghoon opened it, curious of what the letter would contain this time.
"Aren't you curious about who's sending you these?" Jungwon leaned against Sunghoon's locker, however the latter was far too invested into the letter to respond. When Jungwon saw Sunghoon's face lift up from the paper, his face was flushed pink.
"Woah, Sunghoon what was in the letter?" Jungwon gently grabbed the paper, quickly skimming through its contents as the former ice skater looked into the envelope to find 5 paper hearts stored inside. Jungwon folded the letter in half neatly, "You're red Hoon, what made you so flustered?" the younger boy couldn't find anything wrong with the message, but the thing is the boy hadn't bothered to turn the paper over to read what was written on the back.
Why did you stop writing.. was it something he did?
Sunghoon flipped over the letter, his eyes instantly focusing on the small "I love your necklace! it's cute like you" that was clearly written in a rush, the handwriting was messier than usual and the day he received the letter he had decided to wear a necklace that had been given for the first time.
Sunghoon sighed, letting his body fall down to the comfort of his sheets as he felt heat rush up to his face once again, his heartbeat erratic. He clasped his hand over the now-small necklace that was around his neck nearly all the time nowadays, it was the same necklace you had complimented two years ago. After you didn't send Sunghoon another letter for an entire month, he started wearing it everyday, he wasn't really sure why.
But Sunghoon was sure of one thing, and that was the fact that he wanted another letter, some (Jungwon) would even say that he's desperate.
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Sunghoon has always looked for one purple letter amongst the others. But when he hasn't gotten one in years, it's become difficult. Y/N believes that the feelings have gone, and so has their relationship with Sunghoon. But when Sunghoon needs 75 cents and Y/N is the only one to provide -- maybe it's time for Sunghoon to receive his long awaited mail.
genre: best friends to lovers, highschool romance, semi fantasy, teen angst, ib by blue birthday
warnings: swearing, riki brainrot, angsty angst
synopsis: every year you’re sent a letter from your best friend that includes a grainy picture taken by them which somehow always includes you. one day while you look back on these photos, your heart tenses in agony. you didn’t mean to look back at these pictures as much as you did, but you just wished so bad that you could bring your best friend back. Yet the tears that slide down your cheeks can’t do anything other than make your eyes sting, or can they?
wc: 943 | not proofread
How long had it been since you last saw home? years, several years.. almost ten soon. The time went by faster than you believed it could. Every moment was fleeting after he was gone, you didn't even think that the days would fly by you the way that it did. Not to say that it wasn't agonizing. It always was. It always hurt a little more than the last time. He just meant so much to you at the time, it was hard to believe that he would be gone. That your sourcve of light in the darkness was suddenly mute. Not a single thing lighting aflame your dimly lit heart.
The photos were what kept you going, yet hurt you the most. See you didn't intially understand why Riki would always take pictures. He just always carried his camera around in hopes of capturing the beauty of daily life, you assumed. Whenever you'd see the boy no matter at what time of day, he would always be sitting their adorning the most gorgeous smile with his camera draped around his neck. It was adorable to say the least, your heart would always burst at the sight of your best friend. He was your genuine light. He meant and continues to mean the universe and more to you.
Now, you remember the first white day that he gifted you something. This very day, he had handed you one of the film photos he had taken. But it was of you, and only you. Not a single thing in sight aside from the pure unadulterated glee that was being shown on your features. You saw yourself from a different viewpoint that day. You saw yourself through his point of view, and it was gorgeous. Everything was perfect. It was beautifu. He himself was so beautiful. Every waking moment, no matter the occasion, you always missed him nearly to death. The grip he has on you is unbearable at times as you wonder what life would have been like if he had not left you so soon.
Today was another white day, another day of him being gone. And another day of him being away. See the way he left wasn't one you wanted to remember, but the last time you saw him was on the white day of 2015. He had confessed that day. Handing you a pile of pictures as they wrote out the words "I like you" on the back. But before you could answer him, he disappeared. He was gone, lost in the dust. You searched as much as you could but you couldn't find him. Anywhere. Its been years, his family have been still wondering where their son has went but have moved on as well. Mourning the loss of someone for so long gets agonizing at times. But for you that agony brought comfort, comfort of knowing that he won't be forgotten especially by you.
But the dreaded new photo you always recieved every year was now in your hands after a long day of working your ass off. The tears just wouldn't stop falling as you pulled apart the letter and opened it up to unveil the photograph. But this one was special, it was of him. His bright smile blinded you as all that filled you was the feeling of love. Of hope. Of missing him, the entirety of him. You just wanted him back so bad, everything felt like it crumbled when he disappeared. And thats when the tears fell onto the photograph, having cried yourself to exhaustion as you fell asleep clutching the picture. Hoping that you could at least see him in your dreams.
Waking up, a piercing light brought you to your senses. Something felt off, were you still dreaming? you were still in your room though. It was just so.. bright. Everything felt, just felt different. It was overwhelming. Sitting up you looked around your room. Curious as to what might have triggered this unfamiliar emotion in you. Pushing yourself up and off the bedding you looked around, running your hand against your walls you listened in closely to your surroundings. Realizing that it sounded as if there was fumbling going on in the house. This alarmed you as you lived alone, usually only having your parents visit you during the holidays. This had you on fight or flight mode as you grabbed the nearest blunt object and walked out your room.
Looking around, your head jolted from side to side. Unbeknownst of what could possibly come to your side. Slightly anxious, you kept yourself steady. Before you saw it. You saw him. He was right there, struggling with his boots. The snow on his large black coat shaking off everywhere. You watched as he looked down, his black locks covering his face beautifully. He had gotten so much taller. His ears were pierced, was that an eyebrow piercing? You were shaken. Taken aback. He’d grown so much and it’d only been so long since you were apart. Yet when your eyes locked, you knew. That was your riki. That was the boy you’d fallen in love with during your childhood.
And so you dove right for him, clutching onto him as the tears barely fought back your resistance. Sobbing into his arms as he fell backwards. Smiling a little brighter before wrapping his arms around you. Patting your head and snuggling his against your own. Keeping you close in his embrace as he closed his eyes and let his own tears drop against his icy, rosy cheeks.
“I always told you, I was just one teardrop away.”
i cant believe we’re already done 😭😭 it’ll be D-DAY in just a few hours and I am in agony bro, I love these boys so much ughghahahaha, my loves 😞😞😞 I hope you all enjoyed this series as much as I did writing it !!!!