#ehypen scenarios

[moon7jay]

TEMPTATION (p.js)

best friend!jay x fem!reader

Warnings : non consensual, dubious consent, manipulation, smut, loads of masturbation, jay is a freak, anal sex, obsessive behavior, mentions of violence, Morally gray plot and characters obviously, read at your own risk. Not proofread, there might be some errors.

Wc : 8.6k

a/n : reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated so much, please, please don't hesitate to tell me your thoughts, it makes my entire day<3

Candid.

You were too candid for your own good.

Jay doesn't remember when it started to get this bad. you have always been someone who spoke their mind, but he never expected to be witnessing it first hand, and definitely not like this.

As he watches you deep throat the popsicle, your glossy lips wrapped around it so deliciously,the lustrous sheen reminiscent of morning dew on rose petals; he thinks he's in one of his wet dreams. The gloss you're wearing today is not the same as yesterday; they're both shades of dark red but Jay can tell the difference. How? Don't ask him. It's not like he spent most of his time staring at your lips or anything. He isn’t obsessive (he is). He most definitely doesn't look up the same glosses you wear online, or order them to use them for some ulterior motives. so yeah, don’t ask him why or how he can tell what the raspberry red on your lips tastes like.

Your twinkling eyes meet his, the ice pop coming out of your mouth with a loud squelch, and you smile.

"What do you think?" you ask, and Jay doesn't remember what you're asking, or what you were talking about before that pink popsicle came into the picture.

He stares at you dumbly, eyes transfixed on the allure of your saliva coated lips. Oh, he so badly wants to-

"Jay, are you even listening?" your voice interrupts the not so decent direction his thoughts were headed in.

"Huh?"

"I'm asking you, what do you think about my throat game?" your eyes shine, and Jay gulps.

This. This is exactly what he's been dealing with for the past few months.

You both have been best friends since sophomore year, and he understands that as people get closer, they start sharing all types of thoughts and secrets. Even the most intimate and inappropriate ones. Right?

Wrong.

Because jay doesn't remember sexual questions and indecency being a bonding activity among best friends. Sometimes he wonders, do you even consider him a man? Because what man is immune to these sinful thoughts, no matter how hard he tries? Were you really that unaware of the impact your words have on him or did you do it on purpose?

Jay just wasn't mentally prepared for this phase of your friendship. He blames it on his sex crazed brain.

"It-it's good" he mutters, praying that you don't notice the shakiness in his voice. or the reddening of his ears. or the sweat trickling down his neck. or the way he keeps the cushion tightly situated on his lap. Oh fuck it, there's no way you don't notice.

You giggle. You giggle, and the sound goes straight to his chubbing up cock.

"thought so, I've been practicing you know? Heeseung is so lucky, I don't even have a gag reflex" you excitedly brag about your sexual prowess, and Jay can't feel his legs. In fact, all his focus is zeroed in on one place, just like the blood rushing to his dick.

His fists clench at the familiar name and he grits his teeth to stop the throbbing in his jaw.

If Jay's life was a coming of age comedy, you were definitely the main character, and heeseung; even thinking of his name leaves a bad taste in jongseong's mouth, would be your potential love interest. Matter of fact, he seemed to be everyone's love interest.

Jay tho? He wasn't even a supporting character. You just kept him around.

You had pranced into his life in sophomore year, all wide smiles and bright eyes. When he had moved away from his home for college, he had accepted the fact that he would probably spend all of his college life alone.

Because, one, jongseong was awkward. And two, jongseong was awkward.

His awkwardness stemmed from having two friends for most of his life; they were the only two people he could talk to like a normal human being. So, when he left them behind, he left his ability to make proper conversations with them.

But you didn't need him to talk. Nope. You did all the talking for him.

He'd been minding his business, cramming up the notes for upcoming end sem exams , when the chair beside him had been pulled out and you had plopped on it in all your glory. He remembers that you had smelled like ripe cherries, and it didn't take long for jeongseong to get addicted to that fragrance.

Extrovert adopting an introvert, was the basic description of your friendship with him.

But he doesn't know where his obsession with you fits in the dynamic, doesn't know where his need to inject you in his veins stems from.

"Y-yeah, H-he's so fucking lucky" he admits, eyes shaking. He knows he sounds nervous and distressed, but if you notice, you don't mention it.

He watches as you smile proudly and go back to sucking on the popsicle, without a single care in the world. Your red tongue pokes out to lick along its length, before you start suckling on its tip.

oh, how he wishes he was that godforsaken popsicle.

It happens again on a leisure evening. Jay had rented out the movie you so desperately wanted to see, but somewhere in the middle, you got bored. Honestly,he should’ve sensed it coming; from the weary sighs leaving your lips, to the way you were reclined on the couch, it couldn’t have been more obvious.

"It's so hard being single I swear, my fingers don't do it for me and i am so fucking frustrated right now "

Jay thinks he has developed hearing impairment. If not that, then maybe brain damage, because he's sure he's making this all up in his head somehow. there's no way you're talking to him about masturbation right now. This has to be one of his lucid dreams, there's no way you're that comfortable around him.

oh but you are. Your eyes rest on his, curious, inquisitive, as if waiting for a response. But jongseong has lost his ability to formulate coherent sentences.

"Oh" he blurts.

that's it. That's all that he can come up with.

It's an essential mercy that you don't particularly seem to care for his response, just needing a signal to rant more.

"Yes. oh. and i swear Jay, sometimes I'll try to get my fingers in there, but it's so fucking tight and they only go half way in, it's so frus-"

Jay tunes the rest of the conversation out. His mind latches onto the word "Tight ". His throat becomes parched and his palms sweat profusely where they rest against his thighs. His eyes travel down your body, drinking you in. The moles on your collarbone are so fucking tempting, he wonders if someone has told you this before. The way your skirt pools around your thighs has him gasping for air, too much skin, his palms itch to grope.

He feels like a fucking creep, because the creases on your forehead and the heated movements of your hands as you emphasize your point, makes it clear that you are just rambling.

He's your best friend and you're sharing your issues with him, like normal friends do. except Jay is not normal. At least, not when it comes to you.

He knows that you've not had much experience, knows that you've never even been fucked good, and he can't stop his imagination from running wild as he pictures you under him right now. Right on the couch that you've got your pretty ass seated on.

He wonders what your cute moans sound like, wonders if you're a screamer, or do you like to deep throat on fingers to keep your voice down. Wonders what your face looks like when you're cumming. Wonders if your nails will scratch his back red while he stuffs you full of his cum, or will you beg him to pull out.

he shouldn't be having these thoughts and yet, he just can't help it.

"What about you?" you ask, disrupting his inner monologue.

"Me?" he falters, shifting a little, sneakily adjusting his aching length.

"Yeah, are you getting some? or do you just jerk off like other losers? " There's a teasing glint in your eyes as you ask him the most intimate question one can ask someone.

Jay chokes on his own saliva. Thankfully, before he can muster up the courage to stutter an embarrassing attempt of an answer, your phone rings and you're making your way out of his house. A family emergency, you tell him, and Jay can't even bring himself to ask you about it, his mind too preoccupied with the conversation you both just had.

What would you have said if he had told you about all the girls that he fucks, imagining that they were you? Would you have been disgusted, or would it turn you on?

or about all the nights he spends wanking off to your most innocent pictures on his phone; would you think he's creepy, or would you ask him to show you how?

He can't help slipping his hands inside his pants once you're gone, can't help the pathetic moans that fall from his lips while he imagines how 'tight ' you must be. Fuck. Would you clamp around his throbbing length? would your cute little pussy suck him right in?

His movements get faster, more desperate, palms getting slick with how much precum he's leaking as he jerks himself off to the thoughts of your cunt. He flicks his wrist, the friction of his rough palm against his sensitive dick driving him insane.

He needs it, he needs you.

His grasp on his leaking cock becomes firm; tighter, wetter, softer, your thoughts send him right over the edge just in a few more dreamy strokes. The act of cumming inside his boxers is so fucking filthy, the wet spot forming on the front of his pants being a testament to his perverted desires.

"fuck, fuck baby" he groans, gulping harshly while he comes down from his high, his cum covering his palms and thighs , some of it splattering onto his stomach.

God, if only you could see him right now. If only you knew what a mess you make of him.

You're drunk.

He can see it in the way you're starting to slur your words, the sentences no longer making any sense. Your eyes are glassy and droopy, almost on the verge of passing out. He should stop you. He should snatch the bottle away from your wobbly hands and yet.

He doesn't.

Maybe if he was a better man, he would have, but jay is not that man.

Jay watches you take another swing and anticipation builds up in his chest. You're unaware, blinded to the fact that he came here with a purpose tonight; multiple bottles of rum, the particular brand that gets you groggy in a few sips, the game cards, the setting, everything was planned.

When you told him that your roommate was gone for the night, he saw the perfect opportunity to set his sick scheme into motion. And like the naive little girl that you were, you didn't even question him about his odd idea of getting drunk on a weekday, or why you were the only one getting drunk while his glass sat untouched between you both.

Your head lulls to the side ,and within a few seconds, you plop onto your back, mumbling a few intangible words, spread out on your bed like a fucking feast.

Jay inhales harshly, his tongue flicking out to lick over his dry lips. He looks around frantically, as if someone can see what he's about to do. As if someone can peek into his sick and twisted mind. There's no one here though, and his patience is running thin.

Jay crawls over your limp body, his dark eyes devouring you, memorizing every feature up close. Your hairs are splayed around your head like a halo, some strands falling onto your forehead. your lashes flutter slightly, still in between the phase of being passed out and somewhat awake. Your luscious lips keep mumbling words that he's sure even you don't understand. there's a red flush on the apple of your cheeks, enhancing the contours of your face, and Jay just wants to take a bite.

His hungry eyes travel lower,drinking your beauty in like a famished man, watching in rampant awe at how your chest rises and falls, your tank top giving him an eyeful of your soft cleavage. well damn.

His throat bobs, taking in the way your tank top rides up your stomach, exposing your entire midriff to his lustful eyes. You're so, so innocent like this, so naive. How could you trust him so easily? He was a man, it didn't matter that he was your best friend,he was a man regardless.

you really have zero survival instincts.

But Jay is glad that it's him and not someone else. Jay would never harm you, Jay would never do anything wrong to you. He just wants to love you.

His hand moves instinctively, and he's groping your soft thighs, eyes flickering up instantly to watch you with a bated breath. When you don't show any signs of waking up, his movements get harsher, his hold sliding up,grabbing a handful of your ass. A groan falls from his lips at the feeling of your soft skin against his rough palms, his dick hardening inside his pants. Your shorts are too thin to leave anything to the imagination.

Before he knows, his hands are roaming and exploring your curves freely, caressing every inch of your naked skin that he can find. God you're so soft, so fucking soft. He doesn't overdo it tho, doesn't grab you as harshly as he wants to, aware that he can't leave any marks. He leans down and bites on your lower lip inadvertently, eyes closing in delight when your taste overwhelms his senses. You're sweeter than he imagined, and he automatically presses further into you. He moves his lips, tries to kiss you, but your lack of reciprocation irks him to no end. Fueled by his desperation to taste you, his hand comes up and he's cupping your plushy cheeks, making your mouth pucker up like a fish, the little peek of your red tongue from inside drives him up the fucking wall. Without thinking, he dives in, his tongue meeting yours, licking into your hot mouth messily, slurping in your saliva like a freak.

It's too much, the feeling of your body so close, your taste, the fact that this was wrong on so many levels, it all just added up to his arousal.

He trails his lips downwards,kissing and licking every inch of your tempting flesh.

As if a switch is flipped inside his head, Jay pulls back hurriedly and unzips his pants. his hands shake on the zipper, high from the adrenaline coursing through his veins. His dick throbs against his boxers, begging for some sweet relief. His breathing is deep, the fact that he is finally about to act on his perverse fantasies hitting him hard. As he pulls his leaking dick out of the confines of his boxers, shoving them unceremoniously down to his knees, he leans back over your figure again, supporting himself with one palm resting beside your head.

He hisses painfully through his teeth, the feeling of his palm wrapping around his cock being too much.

Jay wants to see your pussy, god, he wants to taste it, he wants to fuck it till you're screaming, but not yet. He knows his limits. He knows that once he gets a peek of the treasure you hide between your legs, he might not be able to stop himself from pounding your limp body into the sheets; and so he controls the itching in his loins, resists the temptation. That can wait for another day. Right now though, he just wants to cum.

He pulls down your tank top impatiently, exposing your bra clad tits to his starving eyes. Lace, of course you wear lace.

"fucking slut" he grunts. Fuck, the way your boobs spill out of the cups, your nipples peeking through the sheer fabric makes his dick twitch. Without further ado, He wraps his palm around himself and starts stroking.

"fuck baby, look at what you do to me" he groans, leaning down to kiss your plump cheek, nuzzling his nose into your warm flesh.

His bottom lips is tucked between his teeth, his grip tightening around his leaking shaft, moving his rough palm up and down languidly. As much as he wants to take his time enjoying your body, he knows he can't take a risk. On top of that, he's too pent up to be able to drag this out, he can already feel the familiar tingling in the pit of his stomach. Too good,everything feels too good.

He whines as his thumb rubs over his engorged tip, the pleasure driving him insane.

"are you tight baby? fuck, I bet you're so fucking tight, would make my dick feel so good won't you?" He gasps into your skin, brows furrowing as his movements become harsher, faster. His abs flex and his hips jerk forward into his tight fist, imagining it's your pussy that he's fucking into.

“god it feels so good to finally fuck my fist” he pants, his warm breath fanning your flushed face.

His thighs tremble and he leans his body into yours, pressing himself flush against your unsuspecting figure. He slots his throbbing cock between your plush thighs and starts humping against you eagerly. He just can't help it. It's all your fucking fault.

"Mhmm, baby, baby, fuck you feel so good" He whimpers, fingers digging into the fat of your waist, nose buried inside the crook of your neck, breathing you in. You smell so fucking intoxicating, and he feels his sanity slipping away. God, how he wishes he could thrust inside of your wet heat right now. How he wishes he could jerk his cock off using your tight little cunt.

Its getting wet and messy, the squelching sounds coming from his cock moving back and forth against your flesh are downright filthy.

A strained moan slips from his throat and the knot in his stomach tightens. He's so fucking close.

Jay gathers a copious amount of saliva in his mouth and spits in his hand, rubbing it all over his dick, lubricating it for more pleasure, flicking his wrist faster.

"wish I was inside you right now, look how hard you make me baby, gonna cum so much f’ you-mhmnp-fuck-fuck" His whines become louder, groans get breathier, indicating the approach of an impending orgasm.

The heat inside his loins becomes unbearable and he needs contact. Direly.

Naked skin, soft flesh rubbing against his sweaty body while he jerks himself off, that’s exactly what he craves. He lets go of his cock momentarily and strips his shirt off, throwing it aimlessly across your room. He pants while he slides your bra down your chest, letting your boobs spill out in the open. The sight so lewd, he could come from this alone.

His pupils dilate, sweat trickling down his neck in effort and desire. he leans forward and presses his nipples against yours, hissing harshly, gasping in pleasure at feeling his naked chest rubbing against yours. Is this what sex with you would feel like? Sweaty bodies rutting against one another, chasing carnal pleasure?

Jay pants, and starts to jerk off furiously, wanking his dick like a mad man, palm moving back and forth while he thrusts his tongue inside your open mouth again. A groan escapes his lips, it really does feel like he is fucking you.

"God I wish you could see me right now baby, using your body for my pleasure, just like it's supposed to be" He grunts into your mouth, coating your lips with his saliva.

His hand picks up speed, he's so fucking close, his hips jerk into his own touch, chasing that friction like an animal in heat.

"God yeah, oh fuck yeah baby, gonna cum so hard for you" He groans, squeezing his eyes shut while he spurts long strings of cum onto your naked skin, hot pants fall from his mouth into yours. He squeezes his dick, tugging at it a few more times, cumming so much that it doesn't seem to stop.

"oh fuckk yeahhh, just like that" he moans, rolling over and falling onto his back beside you, rubbing his dick raw. He pumps himself shallowly, milking himself for all that he's worth, his breathing getting slower, sighs of contentment falling from his lips.

Fuck. That was so good.

He looks over at your mess of a body and quickly gets into action, getting dressed haphazardly and adjusting your clothes while he tries his best to clean every drop of cum from your skin and clothes.

The next morning when you whine about a headache, he pretends to be worried, and when you hiss in pain, telling him that there's a painful redness in your inner thighs, he tells you that it might be from your sheets rubbing against your soft skin, and that you should probably buy new ones.

If his dick twitches as he remembers rutting in between your flesh like an animal in heat, that's between him and God

Jay is thoroughly convinced that he's losing his goddamn mind.

With each passing moment, He can feel himself descending into madness.

Nothing feels good, nothing feels worth it, time thoroughly stops if he's not constantly touching you or moping around you.

After that night, he did not get another opportunity to have you alone, and it was promptly causing havoc in his brain. It was fucking him up from the inside.

He wonders if you notice the lack of proximity between your bodies every time you both hang out together lately. But if you do notice the small lingering touches he leaves on your skin here and there, you don't mention it.

"fuck, j-just shut the fuck up" he growls, pushing the woman's head further into the pillows while he continues to plow her from behind.

Ever since he got a taste of you, Jay has found it harder and harder to find pleasure in anything or anyone else. He fucks and fucks but deep down, he knows that no pussy can ever feel like yours.

The cunt wrapped around him is warm and wet, it feels good, making hot pleasure run across his abdomen, but every time he feels his high approaching, the glaring realization that this isn't you underneath him, hits him hard. Fuck.

Jay grits his teeth and closes his eyes, remembering the taste of your soft lips on his, reminiscing the addicting feel of your nipples pressing into his hard chest; his hips pick up pace. He's fucking the woman underneath him brutally, her screams echo in the entire room, her body flailing to get out of his grasp; but Jay can't seem to stop.

"G-gah God just-take it" He groans, hissing in relief when the knot in his stomach snaps, his hips plowing at an animalistic pace, riding his high against the warm pussy in which he's buried.

"fuck fuck fuck" He chants, sighing in hot pleasure, eventually loosening his grip on the slut's body. As soon as he does tho, she pushes him off of herself, turning to him with tears streaming down her red face.

"You're a fucking animal you know?" She spits, sniffing and sobbing as she limps to her feet, his cum running down one of her legs. She collects her clothes and throws a dirty look over her shoulder towards him before she leaves.

Jay scoffs and runs an exasperated hand over his sweaty face. Refusing to acknowledge the elephant in the room. All that talk and she didn’t even satisfy his dick.

What the fuck is happening to him? This type of aggression isn't typical of him and yet, he can't seem to control his emotions in the heat of the moment.

Before he can get immersed too deep into his self reflection, his phone rings, your face glowing like an angel on his lock screen.

You. The bane of his existence.

His dick twitches as he swipes right.

"Jongieee" you squeal, going on a tangent about your eye contact with heeseung across the hallway. The visible vein in jay's forehead throbs, as if all the blood's being pumped through that one particular artery in order to give him the strength to cope.

He's going to fuck heeseung's pretty face up. The rage that fills him up at the thought of another man touching you is insurmountable. It wasn't always like this. But somewhere in the middle of your budding friendship, the dynamic shifted drastically.

At first it was a stupid crush, he thought he was in love with you. But he isn't so sure now. This isn't love, no. This is beyond love. A vile, dark version of it. This is an obscene obsession. Jay is fucking obsessed with you. The need to attain you weighs heavy on his conscience.

As he hears your voice, he focuses on the sweet melody and drowns out the words. This makes the throbbing in his dick return ten fold.

He wraps a shaky hand around his slick shaft and starts to stroke it. Real nice and slow. Just how he likes it. Just like he knows your small hands will do to him.

He bites on his lower lip to prevent any sounds from escaping, and he continues to jerk off to your voice. The veins running along his cock throb in his tight grip, the swollen tip squirting precum onto his moving palm.

"Hmm yeah? Tell me more" he whispers, hoping that you don't notice how breathy his voice sounds, or how pure lust drips from his panting breaths.

The slick squelchy sounds from his palm moving up and down his leaking length echo loudly in the room. A part of him wishes that you catch him in this filthy act, relishing in the surprised and scandalized gasp that would leave your lips when you realize what he is doing.

Fuck.

His hand picks up pace, his second orgasm getting closer and closer the more that your sweet voice rings in his ears.

"Jay?" you ask, obviously confused as to why he hasn't said a single thing yet.

Jay, on the other hand, mutes his side of the mic and groans loudly.

"fuck yeah baby, say my name" He whimpers, his hips thrusting up into his tight fist.

He's jerking himself furiously now, closer, closer, he can taste the sweet release at the tip of his tongue,

"Yeah, shit y/n, make me fucking cum" his mewl fades into a high pitched moan as he shoots thick strands of cum after cum into his own fist, watching with hooded eyes , how it spurts everywhere, his abs contracting at the immense force.

God you drive him batshit crazy.

He hangs up on you, ignoring your voice calling out to him, not trusting his own voice enough to talk to you like a normal person, right after he wanked off to you like a perverted freak.

He shoots a quick message to you in explanation tho, getting his cum all over his screen in the process.

"can't hear you, network issue I think. Call u later?"

Later when Jay lets the hot water of the shower run all over his spent body, his mind drifts off to you and the events of the last few months.

He needs to fuck this madness out of his system, he decides.

Maybe once he gets his dick inside of you, he might be able to get you out of his mind.

You look beautiful.

You always look beautiful, but something about the way that tight little red dress hugs your curves tonight has every man in the room salivating. You're like a piece of meat that's dangling in front of a pack of hungry wolves. And Jay is sure that he's the hungriest of them all.

When you had called him that afternoon, your voice sweet and pleading, begging him to accompany you to yeonjun's party, he didn't know what it would entail.

"Please, please come with me Jay, you know it's my best chance at getting heeseung to notice me" your words had been whiny, travelling straight between his legs.

He had clenched his jaw and hummed in response, not having it in him to refuse your offer. As much as it enraged him that you would take another man's name when he was right there, he also knew that his time would come.

"I love youuu, you're the best" you had squealed, making his heart do weird flips inside his chest. Yeah, he was the best. And he was going to make sure that you knew it too by the end of the night.

He's sure he's drooling, eyes tethered to the way you grind your hips on the dance floor.

It's sexy, you're so fucking sexy. Your lips are stretched into a small smile, as if you know that all eyes are feasting on you. He loves how you thrive in it, loves how you're eating up all the attention.

What he doesn't appreciate tho, is the sight of heeseung's figure making his way towards you on the dance floor. Jay's body works faster than his brain, his nostrils flaring as he makes his way towards heeseung, red hot rage propelling him forward.

Sweat trickles down the valley of your breasts and the air feels stuffy. You need a drink. Right now.

You're mildly disappointed when you don't find heeseung anywhere in sight, all that show that you put on, and for nothing?

You sigh dramatically and make your way to the kitchen, recognizing jay's hunched over figure in the corner, doing God knows what.

"Jay? " you call out to him. His figure freezes upon hearing your voice, he turns his head to meet your eyes and shoves his hand inside his pocket without a second's delay. His behavior makes you furrow your brows "what?" you ask him incredulously. Why was he behaving like a child who'd been caught sneaking where he shouldn't be sneaking.

He shrugs his shoulders and turns fully to face your approaching form.

Jay knows that he's staring, but he just can't help it. Not tonight.

You pick up the drink from the counter and swirl it, looking around the kitchen, scrunching up your nose adorably at the intense make out session near the sink.

Jay follows your line of vision and almost groans. Did you have any idea, how badly he wanted to recreate that scene with you.

"Where's heeseung?" you question, your curious eyes looking back at him.

Jay hopes you don't notice the way his jaw immediately locks up, his mood dampening at another man’s name. Jay likes you best when you’re calling his name, he decides.

"He left" He quips, reaching for a drink with his free hand that isn't buried inside his pocket in a meticulous manner.

You look at him heatedly, and Jay sighs.

"He left, or you made him?" your voice is angry, irritated when you ask him that, and Jay feels his own anger flare up at your tone.

Not wanting to cause a scene, he grabs your hand and drags you inside the bathroom instead, grateful when you don't resist.

The way you free your wrist from his grasp to create some distance between you two, is what he doesn't like.

"What did you do?" You demand, folding your hands across your chest, pushing your boobs up in the process. Jay's eyes flicker down to your beauties and the heat in his head travels all the way down to his groin. He needs to have you, now.

You watch in horror as Jay retrieves his hand from the pocket of his pants. The cuts and bruises all over his knuckles make you gasp. Your hands fall to your sides and you look up into his eyes disbelievingly.

"I-w-why? Jay? What the fuck is wrong with you?" you ask, disbelief and anger making way for concern.

"You! you are what's fucking wrong with me!" Jay bellows and it makes you flinch, terror filling up your viens , because this isn't your Jay. Your Jay was calm, and so, so quiet.

Raging eyes look into yours as he stalks towards you. You don't see it coming when he cups your cheek in his hands and thrusts his tongue inside your mouth. Your hands come up to bang against his chest but it only propels him to pull you further into his chest. Fuck, it feels so fucking good when you move against him.

You whine while his tongue tastes your hot mouth hungrily, forcing it deep inside the crevices of your cavity.

Mustering up all the strength that's left in your body, you push him away, heaving heavy breaths as he stumbles back by a few steps.

Your watery eyes look at him in horror and disbelief, refusing to believe that your best friend just forced himself upon you.

"You're insane" you whisper, your voice hauntingly quiet.

He pulls your body closer to himself and kisses you again, diving into your taste desperately "for you, so fucking crazy for you" he murmurs between kisses, continuing to make out with you, making a mess at how forcefully he sucks your tongue into his mouth.

You hit against his chest, thrashing your body in his hold. He pulls back a little and rests his forehead against yours, his eyes are crazed as they look into yours. A string of saliva connects your mouth to his famished one.

"Let me fuck you" He pants.

His words hit you like a slap across the face. What the fuck.

Your head feels dizzy, too much was happening for you to process. Using all the force you could, you push him away from you again.

"Stop acting like this jay!" you cry, just wanting your best friend back. But from the looks of it, he's nowhere in sight.

No, no, no. This can't be happening to you

"Come on, you know you want this" Jay hisses, malice dripping from his eyes.

Your lips wobble and you can do nothing but shake your head, it lolls on your neck lifelessly. You want to say something, but words feel foreign, as if not knowing how to bend your tongue to make the syllables sound quite right.

The bathroom is a tight space, not much expanse for you to run or hide. You see the door from your peripheral and it gives you some hope. If you can get the door to open up in time, you can scream. Maybe someone might hear you through the bass boosted music thrumming in the house.

You stumble back a few more steps but before you can stretch your hand towards the bathroom door, he pounces on you, a sharp whoosh leaving your mouth as your back thumps against the wall behind. He buries his nose inside the crook of your neck, gliding it's slope across the expanse of your soft skin, humming in desire.

His hands run all over your body, cupping your boobs through your dress, making you mewl as he twists your nipples painfully.

"it's about time we had sex baby" he whispers in your ear, biting and nibbling on your earlobe sensually.

"J-jay p-please think about this" you plead, your voice small and frightened, tremors covering your entire figure when he starts to unbuckle his jeans impatiently.

"Think? Oh sweetheart, you have no idea how much I've thought about this do you? " His eyes stay on yours, maintaining eye contact while his fingers unzip his pants. Jay had forgone boxers, too impatient to take his time undressing. His sole purpose was to get his dick inside your stomach tonight.

"This is all I've been thinking about for the past year baby, your cute little cunt is all i fucking think about" He grits.

His dick plops out of his pants, hitting his abdomen, smearing a blob of precum on his happy trail. Your eyes widen and water further, little sobs start to wrack your body. Your eyes take in the view of his uncut cock, curving upwards in sexual need.

"Too big?” he asks, tone mocking your deer caught in the headlights expression, his body presses closer to yours while he works to slide your tight little dress up your thighs, exposing your panty clad pussy to his eyes , fuck yeah.

“I'll make it fit" he groans, running his fingers over your vulva, pinching your clit in the process. You sob and start flailing in his hold, your fists coming up to hit against his chest.

"Jay please, please,no" your voice shakes urgently when he tears your sheer panties apart in pieces, his tongue coming out to lick over his dry lips.his eyes are wide and unseeing, they terrify you.

"Fuck, this pussy has been driving me fucking crazy" he pants, taking a hold of his dick and running it's bulbous head along your slit, coating it in his precum. His eyes come up to momentarily look in your terrified ones and he bites his lower lip, gaze famished and hungry, drinking up all your reactions.

He pops his head in between your silky folds and his knees buckle at the delicious feeling, his free hand coming up to rest against the wall behind you, as he cages you against it.

"fuck, you're tight, gonna have a field day forcing myself inside" he tuts, amused.

His words make you sob, an inexplicable heat spreading across your pelvis when he bullies more of his throbbing shaft inside, satisfied moans leaving his mouth in stuttering gasps.

He wraps your leg around his waist and without warning, buries himself inside your cunt in one harsh thrust, doubling over in pleasure.

"Oh fuck yeah baby, shit" He growls, resting his forehead against yours, his hot breaths falling on your wet cheeks.

You wail and scream but Jay doesn't stop moving, your small fists do nothing to deter his movements, his hips starting to pick up pace instead. His brows furrow in pleasure and he moans into your mouth, urging you to cry more as his cock pumps deep inside your guts.

"Tight little slut, this is what you fucking wanted didn't you? Fucking cock tease" he hisses, throwing his head back in extreme ecstasy, pounding his hips rapidly into yours. The feeling of your nails scratching the skin of his neck makes him groan in pleasure.

"Yeah baby, you wanna fight? let's fucking fight like this" He whispers silkily, grabbing your ass in his big palms, groping your soft flesh painfully, digging his own nails into it.

"h-hurts so much Jay, stop please, p-please" you sob, tears blurring your vision, the stretch from his cock being too much for your tiny little pussy. The way your nails dig into his shoulders, you're sure that if he was naked, you would break his skin.

Jay scoffs and presses your body further into the wall, snapping his hips faster into yours, fucking desperately into your wet, hot cunt.

"Yeah? But your cunt is sucking me in baby, looks like you like what we're doing"

You throw your head back at his words, unable to stop your hips from gyrating against his thrusts. Pleasure was starting to cloud your mind.

"fucking finally, feels so good to be buried in this pussy, should have forced myself in it a long time ago" He pants, taking your lower lip in his mouth while he increases the intensity of his rut. You moan into his mouth when he digs his teeth in your plump flesh, his actions barbaric.

The squelching sounds start filling up the small cubicle, the filthiness of the whole act only working to fuel your desire more.

Before you can get submerged in pleasure tho, Jay pulls out of you with an embarrassing ‘plop’ and forces you to your knees instead; ignoring how you hiss in pain at the feeling of the rough tiles scraping against your bare knees.

He penetrates your mouth with his cock and starts fucking, plowing it like it's your cunt, moaning and groaning in pure pleasure.

You dig your nails into his thighs but he ignores your pleas to breathe, pushing your head further against the wall instead. He digs his fingers in your hairs and grinds his hips into your plump mouth, his dick hitting the back of your throat mercilessly.

"God yeah, just like that, jerked off so much to you baby, suck my dick like you fucking mean it" His whiny voice travels straight between your legs and you moan. The vibrations of your throat make his dick twitch inside your mouth and he pulls out with a groan.

He rubs his cock head against your lips and buries himself to the hilt inside your throat again, pressing your nose against his pubes while his cum filled balls slap against your chin.

The lack of gagging makes him chuckle in disbelief “no fucking gag reflex, god your throat is just like a fucking cunt”.you mewl and rub your thighs together at his words.

"Fucking hell, should have done this before, we could have been fucking so much" he grouches, kneeling down and forcing your body onto the floor. It's a tight fit, but jay doesn't seem to care. He folds your body in half and thrusts inside your pussy again. His movements are so impatient and hurried, you aren't used to being desired this way.

"mhmnm yeah, pussy feels so good" He growls, his hold tightening further around your legs that rest against his shoulders and he starts to rut into your tight heat again. This time it's more desperate, downright filthy. He's panting on your face, letting a string of saliva drip from his mouth into yours when he sees your mouth open in a silent scream. You choke on it and he laughs, condescending, hissing through gritted teeth.

"Get used to this baby, we're gonna be fucking so much after tonight, gonna keep my cock buried in your fuck hole" he groans, bullying his cock into your hole over and over again.

You wrap your arms around his neck and start grinding into him, staring back into his eyes to let him know that you want this.

His eyes widen upon feeling your hips thrusting upwards, humping his cock, hot pleasure running down his spine.

"Yeah baby? fuck, you like this? fucking slut, you did all of that on purpose didn't you? wanted to drive me fucking crazy for this pussy?"

You nod in pleasure, all rational thoughts leaving your mind. All you know is, that his dick feels a little too good when it rams against your cervix.

You are close, way too close, your body convulsing in carnal lust as your orgasm washes over you all of a sudden.

Moan after moan of his name falling from your red bitten lips.

He laughs as he feels your cum trickle down his thighs, drenching his balls in your juices.

"fucking slut" He moans, throwing his head back as he enjoys the clenching of your throbbing cunt on his leaking shaft.

He feels himself close to his high, but he doesn't want this to end. Not yet.

Jay pulls out and rests his back against the wall, patting his thigh for your spent figure as you lie on the floor.

"Come sit on it " He breaths, his voice strained due to how much effort it takes for him to not start jerking off to the sight of your sticky cum running between your pussy lips.

So fucking hot. He wants to obliterate your pussy.

He watches with hooded eyes as you get up on your knees and crawl towards him, eyes trailing down to his hard dick. Jay groans at your hungry gaze, fuck yeah. You want him. You want his dick.

This singular thought forces him to wrap his palm around his leaking prick. Your eyes widen and a small mewl escapes your lips as you watch him stroke his length slowly, wet sounds resonating between the space between your hot bodies.

Jay bites on his lower lip and starts to stroke faster "yeah you like this? This is how I jerked off to your thoughts baby, rubbed my dick raw every night, imagining it was your pussy instead of my fucking hand" He pants, cupping his balls with his other hand, the double stimulation driving him insane.

The sight in front of you is so lewd, it makes your pussy drip. The way his pants are not all the way off, resting against his ankles, hanging on him unceremoniously is so hot, your cunt clenches around nothing.

Without a single thought, you close the gap between your bodies, straddling his lap while you maintain a hungry eye contact with him. He looks famished as he watches you replace his palms with yours, tugging on his throbbing cock a few more times before you guide it to your wet hole.

"Yeah baby put it in, come on, put my dick inside" He groans, his hands coming up to wrap around your waist, pulling you down onto his length impatiently. You both let out gasps of pleasure when his dick slips inside, buried in you balls deep.

"f-fuck" you moan and he hums, throwing his head back in pleasure. The itch in your pussy starts to intensify and your hips start moving on their own, looking a way to satisfy it.

"Yeah, ride it, ride it like you fucking want it" he moans, thrusting up into your hole. You gasp and hold onto his shoulders, slamming yourself up and down on his shaft. The sex feels too good. So hot and so messy. It makes you wonder why you were resisting it in the first place.

Your hot, sweaty bodies rutt against one another desperately, feeling your highs approaching at a rapid pace.

"Bounce on it baby, come on, make me cum, wanna fill this pussy up" He pants, digging his nails into your thighs as he begins thrusting up at a rapid pace. You squeal at the sudden action but bury your face inside the crook of his neck in pleasure. Too good. Fuck it's starting to get too hot.

Desperate gasps escape his lips when your cunt starts clenching around him again, he's close, so close. Fuck yeah. He can’t believe he is finally gonna cum in your cunt, and just the thought of it was enough to make the knot in his stomach snap.

"Just like that, oh yeah, oh fuckkkkkk" he growls, humping upwards as he holds your body down and squirts his cum into your womb, thrusting rapidly into your swollen pussy, making you cum again.

You moan and whine when he doesn't stop moving, his hips pick up pace without break and your head gets dizzy. The over-stimulation getting to your head.

"can't stop fucking, let's do it again yeah? let me pound this cunt again I'm so fucking hard"

Before you can protest, he is flipping you around, pressing your body against the bathroom floor, your boobs squished against the cold tiles. The tiles were so dirty, probably because of the number of couples before you both, who couldn't wait to get down and dirty. You wonder, how many people fucked in this cubicle before you, and your back arches on its own. You feel his body mounting you and he envelops your sweaty body with his meaty arms.

You gasp upon feeling his thumb prodding at your asshole, dipping in and out experimentally.

"Jay not there please please I've never-" your begging gets cut off with a shrill scream as his entire head bullies inside your sphincter.

Jay's eyes roll back in pleasure and he moans, the sound so pornographic that it makes hot lust run through your womb.

"fucking hell baby, it's tighter than your pussy, gonna fuck it so hard"

Your legs flail but Jay doesn’t stop dicking you down, he thrusts his entire length inside your virgin hole and groans in ecstasy, it is the tightest hole he's ever been buried in. His hips start moving, plowing into you at a rapid pace. He puffs and huffs like a dog in heat, the stimulation around his dick pushing him closer to the edge again. Your hole stays tight as a clamp around his meat.

You, on the other hand, wail in pleasure mixed with pain. It hurts, it hurts but God does it hurt so good. His balls slap against your ass cheeks painfully.

Skin slapping sounds fill up the bathroom and you push your ass back against his dick, moaning and bucking back, needing it deeper inside your stomach.

"That's right baby, fuck back on me, gonna cum so hard again" His plaintive groans indicate his arousal, lust drips from the frantic movements of his hips.

He thrusts inside you wantonly, his desire to nut overpowering all other senses.

The desperate rut and stimulation of your hole sends you tumbling over another orgasm, your legs quivering as you come with a pleasured moan, chanting his name in a prayer.

The tight clamping of your two sphincter muscles on his fully engorge cock send jay over the line. He bellows loudly, cursing and grunting as spurt after spurt of his pent-up sperm paint the inside of your fuck hole

Finally satiated, Jay falls onto your limp body, kissing your earlobe, mumbling lazily about how he's gonna fuck you again and again till he erases heeseung's name from the forefront of your mind.

You don't tell him that there is no heeseung anymore. You don't tell him how every cell of your body only craves his touch now, aching to be plowed by his dick alone.

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[pprodsuga]

while you were sleeping

summary: jay thinks he loves you best when the two of you are back together in the early hours of the morning.

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When Jay looks down at your still figure after he’s awoken, he’s not surprised to see that you’re still sleeping. 

It’s endearing, the way your cheek is pressed against the side of his arm and the way your lips form a small pout. He’s impressed at the way the two of you have managed to somehow cling to each other in your slumber. Your hair’s rustled from a good night’s sleep and he doesn’t have the heart to wake you up. 

Jay presses a chase kiss to your temple and refrains the urge to laugh at your stone-like figure, opting to swing himself over the bed and get ready for the day. He’s no stranger to late nights and early mornings; his sleeping schedule is far beyond the point of saving and he knows there’s no use staying in bed when he isn’t planning to sleep. 

When he emerges from the bathroom, you’re still sleeping in the same position you were when he first woke up. Jay looks at you from the foot of the bed and tilts his head as if he's inspecting you, and he might as well be with his laser focus on the subtle movement of your chest rising and falling against the soft mattress below you. 

It’s not every day he gets to wake up with no alarm and with you sleeping beside him. Jay savors days like this where all he worries about is what time to start cooking breakfast to the time when you wake up. But he knows you’ll subconsciously emerge from his bedroom when the smell of the meal he’s preparing begins to echo throughout the dorm rooms. That, he knows for sure. 

Like clockwork, Jay pulls the ingredients to make a simple, warm breakfast when he closes his bedroom door shut behind him. Jake is barely awake with Jungwon on the couch in the living room when Jay begins to scroll on his phone for recipe ideas with the ingredients they have in their fridge and pantry after a last minute shopping trip. Neither of the two boys acknowledge Jay’s presence beyond a slow nod, with Jungwon rubbing the sleep out of his eyes with no luck. 

Jay’s lucky, in a sense, that jetlag doesn’t affect him too much when he returns home. He’d love to think it’s because he’d rather fight his body to stay awake in order to spend time with you until he’s whisked away on another flight to a different country. Phone calls and texts are frequent between the two of you, but it’s never enough. 

Heeseung and Sunghoon join the others on the couch and Jay’s sure he must've woken up Sunoo with the accidental bang of metal bowls. Riki’s the last to emerge, appearing slightly more awake than the rest of his members, but all six of them sit wordlessly around the common area on their phones or watching the television. 

The best thing Jay can whip up is a simple American breakfast–pancakes, eggs, and bacon with fresh fruit on the side–from the groceries you had so graciously offered to buy before they returned home. Jay had told you to buy enough to cover one meal for the next morning to survive the massive jetlag all seven of them were about to experience, but you’d gone a step beyond and had replenished their fresh fruits and small desserts as a form of a welcome home gift. It feels comforting to eat strawberries in the comfort of his own home as opposed to tasting it on extravagant cakes in some European city he’ll return to only for work. 

“Smells good,” is the only thing Heeseung says before gulping down a large glass of water. His voice is hoarse from the months spent on tour and promotions, and Jay knows how tired the eldest must be if he isn’t willing to crack a joke or two. 

Jay takes one look at his bedroom door to see that it’s still closed as he left it. He considers himself wildly lucky to have someone as compassionate and as kind as you in his life; his career path leaves little room for mistakes and the culture around dating as a public figure leaves a bitter taste in his mouth when he thinks about the beginning of your relationship. Jay doesn’t enjoy hiding you, nor does he like the fact that he isn’t free to talk about you without a moment’s notice. But you reel him in and you’re the one who reminds Jay that the world doesn’t need to know about your relationship in order for it to be real. 

Still, he thinks he asks too much of you when he kisses you in a secluded area of the airport or when he has to rush you backstage before his shows begin. 

Jay is sure the fans pick up on his changed behavior. He’s hesitant to hold hands with people he meets unless they ask him to. He ignores fan-made signs with flirtatious comments out of respect for your relationship. It irks him when journalists ask the group about their respective love lives because he can’t talk about you. Jay talks like he knows a thing or two about a thing or two, and he tries to ignore the comments on his livestreams when he converses a little too much about the meaning of love and happiness. 

His favorite moments with you are when he gets to walk around the city with a mask on his face and his hand in yours. For just a day, he can be a regular person on the streets of Seoul parading around the love he has for the person he’d love to call his life partner someday. He can make you flush in public and say things in your ear that’ll make you grab his arm just a little tighter. Jay can pretend he’s a normal twenty-year-old-something navigating his first serious relationship with the person he wants to spend the rest of his life with. 

But he also loves it when you get to travel with him and watch him perform from the crowd in a country you’ve always wanted to visit. You always insist on it and he does his best to reserve a spot for you where you’ll be able to experience his concert like the dedicated fan that you are. He loves that you meet him backstage just moments before the encore, too, and he loves when you give him a short kiss before he’s wanted back onstage to say one final goodbye to an adoring crowd that chants his name at any given moment. Jay’s proud of his work and he’s elated to know you’re proud of it too. 

His thoughts are interrupted when he hears his bedroom door creak open, after he’s put the last pancake on your stack and as he pulls the bacon to fry. Jay looks behind him temporarily, your sleepy figure wrapped in a throw blanket approaching him with a blank stare as if you haven’t had a single thought in days. 

You look cute like that. 

“Morning,” you mumble into his back with your face pressed against the fabric and your arms around his middle. You leave room enough for Jay to maneuver without having to pry your arms off of him. 

“Hi, sleepy girl.” Jay moves his head and kisses the part of your head he can reach before shifting his focus to the task at hand. “Sleep well?” 

“Like a baby.” He hears you yawn. “But you were gone when I woke up.”

“Somebody needs to feed you,” Jay chides with a smile on his face. He feels you return his smile against his back. 

“Whatever you’re cooking smells really good, baby.” 

Jay thinks he might combust with the extra squeeze you give him. It’s been nearly three months since he was able to feel you cling onto him like this. 

“Oh, yeah? I picked up a few tricks from the hotel’s chef while I was abroad.”

“Like what?” 

“I shouldn’t turn the heat up too high when cooking thin meat like bacon and scrambled eggs have better texture when you leave it sitting for a few minutes.”

“I love having a personal chef.” 

Jay chuckles deeply. You press a long kiss to his back and he closes his eyes for a brief moment. 

“Almost done,” he promises, dropping the last bit of bacon for the two of you onto a plate before turning the head off. 

“Oh shit, that bacon smells so good.” 

Sunghoon emerges from behind him and eyes the meat that’s still steaming underneath the kitchen light. Jay swats his hand when it gets too close to the bacon, but he inevitably draws the attention of the other members who are now more awake than they were twenty minutes ago. 

“Those pancakes look good,” Riki comments. You’ve let go of your boyfriend by now, who is actively trying to pull away the breakfast he’s made for just the two of you.

“Yah,” Jay says. “You guys can make your own breakfast. This one’s for me and my girl.” 

“But it smells so good and I might die of hunger,” Jungwon dramatically wines, stomach growling as if on cue. 

While Jay is bickering with Jake, who has taken it upon himself to scope through the fruit Jay has cut for you, you’ve stolen a decent-sized pancake and begin to tear it into pieces. You hand one to Riki, and then to Sunoo who has waited quietly behind the taller boy, and then to Jungwon, who looks at you as if you’ve saved him from starvation. The four of you munch on the sweet pancake while the other four boys begin to raise their voices until Sunghoon points at the four of you silently eating in front of them. 

“You wound me,” Sunghoon accuses you, hand dramatically clutching his chest when he realizes what you’ve done. “After all we’ve been through?” 

“They were hungry,” is your only defense. 

“This is preferential treatment,” Jake begins to argue with a pout.  

Heeseung’s busy putting pieces of bacon in his mouth the moment Jay looks away from the sizzling plate. It’s too late by the time the young chef realizes what’s happening. Before he knows it, half of the breakfast he’s dedicated his morning to cooking is in the stomachs of people he had not intended to feed. 

Jay looks at you with an apologetic smile despite knowing you were the one who instigated this predicament. Wordlessly, you pull the used metal bowl from the sink and rinse it before beginning to make more pancake batter. You silently coax Jay into frying up more bacon by bumping his hip with yours. 

Jungwon’s the first to thank you. He leans his head down to rest on your shoulder for a few seconds before Sunoo does the same to your other. They both leave as Riki tugs your shorter body into his from behind and lets his cheek rest against the crowd of your head, mumbling a quiet gratitude as you whisk the batter. 

Jay merely looks at you in awe after Riki detaches himself. You’re concentrating far too hard on not spilling the sweet mixture on the counter as the boys resume their time in the living room with Heeseung asking if any of them would like to play a video game while you two cook. 

“I love you,” he says before pressing a sweet kiss to your lips. 

The kiss itself is over quicker than he’d like, but you look at him like he’s the only person in the room. 

“Come on,” you say, bumping your hip with his again. “We’ve got kids to feed.” 

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[cupidhoons]

CATFISH — NISHIMURA RIKI SMAU

CHAPTER 002 ┊bro is not the rizzler 💀🙏

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[solarwoniii]

"*sigh*... it doesn't matter." -- w/ enha hyung line

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[illriize]

BETTER THAN THE MOVIES! ENHYPEN.

synopsis. in which y/n, a romance and boy obsessed girl suddenly has weird romantic situations happen to her online!

pairing. enhypen 02 line x y/n

genre. social media au, idol au, fluff, crack, angst

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CHAPTER SEVEN

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[sillytaetime]

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Prompt~ P.JS/P.SH 🧡

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[atsuwiee]

Heyyyyy love. Can I request a reaction of enhypen to you guys like being enemies but then they have a hard time and you're there for them and then you become friends blah blah blah? ♡

frenemies with enhypen!

idk how to put a title to this but here u go!! i also experimented with some diFfEreNt writing styles (?) idk anyways i hope you like this!

(this was also a bit long oh my-)

warnings: swear words, grammatical errors

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heeseung

there wasn't really a define explanation to why both of you didn't like each other. there were times were you see him and your blood would immediately boil, or when he sees you he'd go and annoy for some reason- resulting to you both obtaining a not-so good relationship.

but this day was different. he wasn't the usual little annoying piece of shit he was, he was oddly quite and he seemed off. you were growing suspicious on his unusual behavior and decided to check up on him- wouldn't hurt to do so, right?

when approaching him, asking him what's wrong- he's a bit shock. "why the sudden question?" he asks. "oh nothing- you just er- seem off" you say and he nods a bit. "oh... it's just been i've been having rough times recently" heeseung says softly. "you can tell me about it" you impulsively said.

"i'll listen. it's better if you get that off your chest" you say, and for some reason it gave heeseung such a warm wave of comfort. you weren't the type to do this, but maybe a friendship could blossom out of this?

jay

both of you were basically cat and dog. polar opposites, which really didn't do any help for the both of you. well- you both just didn't like each other, but others knew that there was a potential friendship between you and jay but you just deny it.

today was unusual though, he wasn't the loud guy who would tease you each second about the jackets or shirts you wore. his expression seemed dull, and he looked tired. you were concerned so you decided to (politely) ask.

"just... having a hard time... with life" he says with a sigh. "life's hard" you say, slightly trailing off from your sentence. "...i'll be here" you say with a small smile, while he widened his eyes a bit. "that's odd" he said with a chuckle making you raise a brow.

he looked at you with a soft smile as well. "never knew you were that kind" he said with a small laugh. "oh shut up" you say as you hit his arm, jokingly.

jake

oh, you just despised him (or did you?). jake was nice to everyone, and even to you, well you were just thinking otherwise. there wasn't a day without his cheeky teasing and how both of you bickered often

well today was different, he was quite- and he looked really down. you asked him and he was shocked by the sudden concerned but slowly came to tell you. "if things get hard, then you can always talk to me- i guess, i'm here for you" you say softly. "thanks, i needed someone" he said with a gentle smile.

(more members under the cut!)

sunghoon

well let's say you both were very competitive, and it lead you to be rivals with the one and only park sunghoon. this day was unusual, he wasn't doing those constant bickering and criticism- he was rather silent.

his silence this day was intriguing, it made you approach him and ask. he chuckled a bit "why are you questioning me all of the sudden?" he asked. "i'm not questioning- well maybe i am- but all i'm doing is checking up on you" you say with a sigh.

you gained his trust a bit, so he started to tell you. "so yeah, a bad day- no- week, rather" he says. "you look like you're loosing hope. chin up, prince, you'll get through it" you say with a small smile (which was rare). sunghoon smiled as well "hm, i guess we could be friends" he said with a chuckle. "yeah. i guess so. i'll be here for you" you say and it comforted him.

sunoo

you don't hate each other- well maybe just a bit. there so definite reason to it both of you were just naturally... sassy? well sunoo is a kind ray of sunshine and people really loved him, but both of you just oddly repelled from each other.

not today though, this day brought you closer to him. you saw him- in a room with no people- small sniffles could be heard. "sunoo? you alright?" you ask softly while approaching. "ah! y/n! don't go sneaking up on me like that" he says, shocked that you were there.

his eyes were a bit puffy and red, clearly you walked in on him crying. "what's wrong...?" you ask in concern. "you can tell me if you don't mind, or not-" you say. sunoo nods and he gradually opens up to you.

"if you think you're alone, think of me- i'll be here" you say and his eyes sparkle. "you? pft... can't believe that" he said with a sassy tone he usually has. "what? we can't be friends?" you asked. "no... i'd actually like to be friends with you. thanks" he says softly and slowly, his smile was coming back.

jungwon

there was no day this boy didn't go on to tease you, or just pure clowning you. this made you grew annoyed at him. jungwon was just a little piece of annoying shit, and you did the same to get back at him.

he was oddly different today though, he seemed a lot quite and it made you grew concerned for him. maybe it was a thing you said? did you hurt his feelings? you didn't know. so you decided to ask him.

jungwon tells you a bit about his week, which he says was pretty stressful with work and school. "i can help you with school, y'know?" you say and he chuckles a bit. "really? you're actually offering help?" he asks. "yeah... just tell me" you say and he smiles. "thank you y/n" jungwon says, your comfort washing over him.

ni-ki

prankster. just a big prankster, and you hated it. he teases you a lot as well, or just does everything to make you annoyed for the day. you didn't understand his humor- which made you grew hatred towards him.

well maybe you didn't hate him anymore after this day, you saw him and noticed he avoided you and his other friends. he wasn't loud nor was he annoying towards you. his behavior made you grow concern for the boy- so you decided to check up on him.

"you alright?" you ask. "yeah... just leave me alone" he says while his back is facing you. "come on riki, this isn't like you-" "just leave me alone!" his voice raised as he faced you. you were shocked by this so you backed away. "s-sorry... i didn't mean to shout at you... it's just- i'm not having the best time today" he says softly.

"tell me... i'll listen" you say, he tells you what's been happening and you assure him. "if you need support, then i'll be here" you say with a smile. "even if i annoy the shit out of you?" riki asks. "i'm used to it at this point" you say while both of you laugh a bit. riki feels an unusual warmth from you but it's comforting, and he's glad you're there for him.

#enhypen #enhypen headcanons #enhypen x reader #enhypen imagines #enhypen angst #enhypen fluff #lee heeseung #park jongseong #sim jaeyun #park sunghoon #kim sunoo #yang jungwon #ni-ki #nishimura riki #ehypen scenarios

[svtskisses]

Hi!! I saw the post of enhypen with a shorter s/o and i was wondering if you could do the same with a s/o taller than them🥺

enhypen with a s/o that’s taller than them

yes! sorry it took so long, but I hope you like it :)

Heesung

Being one of the tallest members in enha, it might take some getting used to on his end, but he definitely won’t mind your height

He gets a little embarrassed if someone points out that you’re taller than him

But he always reassures you with his kind voice that he doesn’t care about the difference

Will prefer to be the big spoon, even if you’re taller than him

Jay

Makes you give him piggyback rides

He’s always like “c’mon (Y/N), no one else will let me ride on their back”

(and of course, you give in)

If you’re insecure about your height, he will never let anyone comment on it. Ever.

Likes to share clothes with you if you’re around the same size

Jake

This boy

LOVES to be held and cuddled by you, and will never spend one minute apart from you

He loves the height difference and loves to just crash into your embrace

Likes when you kiss the top of his head </3

will be like this

Sunghoon

Idk why but I think he would prefer a taller/around his height s/o than a short one

Just likes being at (almost) eye level with someone

But if you’re significantly taller than him, he really likes when you lean down to kiss him

He always gives you random compliments if you’re insecure about it

Secretly likes begin the little spoon :3

Sunoo

I don’t think he's the type to tease at all

Mostly because he loooovves that you’re taller than him

Will always sit in your lap and just have his limbs sprawled all over the place

Constantly is asking you to reach things in the kitchen that he can’t

*grabby hands*

Jungwon

Kisses whatever is in his reach when he’s next to you, whether it be your shoulder, neck, or something else

Is always holding your hand, even though he knows he’d be able to find you if you were lost in a crowd cus of your height

Will steal your clothes and deny that he did it on purpose

“Wonnie, is that my shirt?”

“It could be… I just found it in my laundry”

Ni-ki

Another of the tallest members, but I don’t think he will mind if you’re taller than him

Like Jay, he will always demand piggyback rides, but will always give you them in return

Omg baby loves being the little spoon

He just loves feeling your arms around him, even if it's not when you’re cuddling

#enhypen #enha #enhypen reactions #enha reactions #enhypen fluff #enha fluff #enhypen imagines #enha imagines #ehypen scenarios #enha scenarios #mine

[tqmies]

Liar, Liar

Description. Desperate to spend more time with you, Jungwon offers to be your tutor! Too bad he forgot to account for the fact that hes not good at physics.. at all. Will seeking lessons from Heeseung help or will his cover be blown? 

Pairings. Yang Jungwon x Female Reader

Genre. Fluff, Classmates to Lovers, Whipped!Jungwon

Warnings. Mone

Word count. 2.4k

Notes. This is super cheesy, rushed, and not proof read! You have been warned ;)

Walking in the grave heat of the day, you mentally prepare yourself for the reactions of your said friends after you drop your complaint on them. 

“Yes I need a tutor...” You sulk, watching your friend across the table laugh at your misfortune. “It’s not funny Sunoo” You whine, wishing he was close enough to hit.

“Ok, it’s not funny,” He says calming down, taking a sip from his milk carton. He just didn’t understand why you seemed so upset about it. So what, you failed one stupid test, who cares?

Apparently you do, well more like your parents, but its still a big deal regardless.

You cross your arms, rolling your eyes as you curse your friends for finding the situation amusing.  Silence engulfs the group until your other friend, Jake, speaks up. “No, it is definitely funny.”

Causing Sunoo to erupt in laughter again as you sit un-amused.

“I’m trying to be serious!” You speak, not enjoying the bullying at your expense. You actually were really upset about this grade, but that happened to be a new concept of understanding to dumb and dumber over here. 

Unfortunately, you needed a tutor, you were doing awful in physics, causing your teacher to advise you to seek out some outside help if you wanted to pass. You had mentioned it to your two friends in hope that they would provide some help, or a name at least, but it seemed like they wanted you to fail.

There’s two known facts in life:

i. the sky is blue

ii. Jake and Sunoo find your misery funny

Okay maybe one of them is a lie,

Even the sky can appear orange or pink sometimes.

Nevertheless, you grab Jake’s hand off the desk and plead with him. 

He’s the only one of your friends who knows whats going on in physics class. Usually you and your desk mate Jay are just fighting to stay awake.

“Please Jake, you have to help me!” You pretend cry, “My parents will kill me if i don’t pass this next exam”

Jake was good at physics, great even! But if there’s one thing you knew about Jake, it was that he was a busy guy. There’s no way this would work, no amount of begging would suffice. He vents to you all the time about his schedule. How soccer practice, homework, and student council duties leave him pressed for time.

There’s no way he could help you.

But you’ll be damned if you don’t ask.

“I’m sorry! You know i can’t!” He reasons, desperately pulling his hand back. Honestly, he did feel bad, but he had a lot on his plate. To add to it, becoming your tutor would probably stress him so bad that his hair would fall out. 

At this point, you were getting no where. 

So you pull out the last resort. 

Falling to your knees in front of the table you plead, your pride not being a subject in your mind as getting that grade to passing occupied it. 

“Please! At least hook me up with one of your physics wizard buddies!” You beg dramatically. “I know those nerds have nothing better to do!” 

Jake just stares back, yet he looks absolutely horrified. 

Ha, no way he can deny you now, you had his full attention.

Your antics had actually caught the attention of quite a few students actually. Due to the scene you were performing, you failed to register the sound of approaching footsteps.

“Uhh...y/n?” You hear a voice behind you speak as they awkwardly cleared their throat. 

Oh shit.

You slightly lift your head and turn to be met with the face of Yang Jungwon.

You die inside. 

You quickly stand up, fixing your hair and dusting the dirt off your outfit, scolding yourself for thinking this was a good idea in the first place.

Honestly, the best idea right now seemed to be the earth opening up and swallowing you whole.

After trying to regain your composure, no thanks to a giggling Sunoo and Jake, you smile at the aforementioned boy. 

“Hey! Jungwon, what’s up?” you smile, albeit awkwardly. 

“Oh,” He speaks, “I just overheard that you kind of needed some help in physics?” 

Oh god, he heard all that? Of course you overlooked how there were other kids here too. 

“Yeah..” You trail off, embarrassed. “It’s really important that I pass this next test.”

This clearly meant a lot to you, you were quite literally on your knees and begging. 

After thinking about it, Jungwon knows what he should do. 

He should direct you to his friend Lee Heeseung, or perhaps even Kang Taehyun. They’re both significantly better at the topic than him and will have you passing in no time. Nice people and great tutors.

Yet the conclusion he comes to is neither of those boys. It actually just tumbles out of his mouth unplanned.

“I can tutor you!” He offers, sending you a warm smile. 

Why on earth did he just say that?

Hes awful at physics, in fact, he’s only managing to pull a B in the class due to the tons of extra credit papers he did. He was in no shape to be helping anyone else! 

But this could be his chance to get to know you! Maybe this would help him gain courage to ask you on a date! It was about time he did something! 

That tiny set back was something he could bear. He could just seek some help for him too, he needed it anyways! It was a win-win.

“Really?” You light up, thankful for the proposition. A relief washing over you like a welcomed wave.

Only to be interrupted by an opposing one. 

“No no, I wouldn’t want to make you do that Jungwon. I can find time in my-” Jake starts nervously, but is cut off by the former.

“It’s not big deal really, I love physics!” He assures, as Jake gives him an odd look. Jake could tell he was lying, he was sure Jungwon had mentioned his distaste for the subject before.

The boy had never lied through his teeth so boldly. He’s never even truly had a reason to.

You were going to be the death of him. 

-

Walking to your house is something he imagined a million times before. Only in his imagination though, you would hold his hand as you gushed about your day. About how you ate those little matcha cakes you like at lunch. Or maybe you’d complain about Mr.Lee’s recent homework keeping you up till dawn, as it did him. He would gladly listen to you talk about all this and more. 

However, this was not his imagination.

Instead you walked aimlessly, sometimes checking your phone to see texts from your friends or stopping to tie that shoelace that wouldn't stay on.  

He thinks you look so pretty just walking, the sun setting past the houses across from you, but the light still hits your face so golden. In that moment, he finds you breathtaking. 

Yes, there’s really no place he’d rather be. 

-

Your first session progressed well, I mean, you were confused about some basic properties of physics. He understood at least that and tried his best to share his knowledge with you.

Unsurprisingly to you, he was a good tutor. He was patient with your less-than-traditional questions and explained things thoroughly. He also knew when break time was though, not pressuring you to go past your limit.

“You’re doing great, I promise.” He laughs, watching you attempt to calculate net force. 

“This is killing me here, Yang.” You speak, brows furrowing at the seemingly impossible question standing before you. Goodness, why didn’t you just take Bio? 

“Here let me help you.” He leans in closer before moving all together, sitting down right next to you, taking the pencil from your hand. 

“So you have to write down the formula first, which is?” He stops as he awaits your answer, looking into your eyes. 

You take in his features. soft brown cat-like eyes and the cutest dimples. He’s so close that you swear you can see his pupils dilating, at least, you think hey were. Hopefully he wouldn’t pick up on how your breath shortened and how your body grew still as your heart went crazy.

When did he get so...cute?

You’re stopped from your train of thought as you realize he’s awaiting an answer. “Oh um, hold on,”  You scramble for your notes. “Here we go, ‘F=Ma’”

“’F’ being?”

“Net force?”

“And ‘M’ being?”

“Mass of the object..?” You squeak, unsure. 

“See! You’re getting it!” He exclaims, giving you a high five as he tries to ignore how hard his hearts pounding. 

That moment earlier, was he the only one who felt it? No, there’s no way, he was just overthinking.

Little did he know, you felt the same way. 

You think about how you failed to notice he was such a nice boy. Introducing himself to your mom as he packed up to leave, thanking her a million times for the snacks she had brought the two of you. 

Even being nice to your siblings on his way out. Him giving you his promise to be back here again in tomorrow afternoon to help you again. A truly nice boy.

As you watch him walk out the door, you started pondering why you guys didn’t talk more before. That would certainly have to change.

-

“Sunoo?” You guess, as someone runs behind you, covering your eyes with their hands.

“Wow, I feel so special.” The boy answers back. 

You giggle as you recognize Jake’s voice, “Awe man, I thought I had it this time.”

“Shut up,” He speaks as he playfully jabs you in the arm. “So, what are you doing this afternoon?”

“Me?”

“No, I’m talking to the tree,” He deadpans “Yes, you!”

“Oh,” You smile, “I’m meeting Jungwon at his house today!”

“Boo,” He reacts “Sunghoon, Sunoo, and Niki wanted to go to the mall.”

“Well tell them I’d rather not fourth wheel anyways.” You smirk, earning another jab.

“Hmm considering you’ve been studying with Jungwon a lot lately huh?” he speaks, putting air quotes around the word studying.

“What!” You exclaim, making a fake gasp. 

Sure he was cute but, he was purely in it for physics, right? It sucked how you had began to grow a crush on him but every time you tried to get close he’d blow you off, running before an advance could be made. You hated how you weren't even sure what was going on.

“Oh come on, you expect me to believe hes teaching you physics! He hate’s the subject.” Jake laughs, you stopping in your tracks.

“What do you mean?” You quirk an eyebrow. Jungwon had been quick to help you and explain everything, it didn't seem like he was struggling the tiniest bit.

Fiive miles away, the aforementioned boy listened intensely as Heeseung explained the simple basics of impulse and momentum, to which Jungwon was not getting.

He had been consulting his senior for help, intently listening to his lessons before you arrived. It always stressed him out, but he was so whipped for you that he didn’t even think anything of it. 

He was finally getting somewhere with you, he wasn’t going to risk losing you cause of his lack of paying attention in physics. It was the least he could do for himself. I mean this is the only time you guys talked, you rarely running into him at school. He had also chickened out every single time you had invited him somewhere outside of school. Scared you were inviting him out of pity but he was also just increasingly nervous. This was the only time he could really be relaxed with you.

Back on the sidewalk you listen to Jake tell you about how he had endured Jungwon’s constant complaining about physics before. Which is the opposite of how he’s gushed about the subject to you. 

Was he inconveniencing himself to help you? You felt so horrible. You would have to straighten this out when you got to his house. Maybe even call this whole thing off.

That was easier said than done.

For as he stood in front of you, waiting for you to come in, you were at a loss for words. Would ending your tutoring sessions mean no more Jungwon?

“Can we actually, uh, talk outside?” You say, not very confident in your words. 

A million thoughts raced through his mind, had he done something?

“Yeah, sure.” He steps outside, closing the door behind him. 

You stare at him in silence before you speak, “I know you’ve been lying”

Jungwon swore his heart dropped in that moment. Had Heeseung outed him? Had his friends told you? Did you figure it out yourself? He knew you had seen through him, he was just one big fraud.

“I’m really not sure why, or what the intention was...” You trail off, trying to gather your thoughts.

‘”I-” He begins but is cut off by you.

“I’d like to end our lessons.” you state, sadness filling you heart as you think of the sacrifices the boy had made for you. 

“I don’t want to burden you,” You continue, “Thank you for all your help.” 

You nod and turn to walk away. Heart heavy as you think of him letting you leave. It just confirmed what you thought, he was simply doing a good deed. 

It was never about you. You had spent weeks together sure, but not because he liked you. He was just being a good samaritan.

That is until you feel a hand clasp your wrist, turning to face the familiar boy who’s features you’ve memorized from the weeks of lessons.

He looks at you before his eyes start to well up.

All the time he had spent building a relationship with you, just to let you walk out? Because he was too chicken? He wasn’t going to let that happen. Would you guys even be friends after this. Was this really all just a teaching dynamic?

“Is that all I was to you? A tutor?” He whispers, staring into your shaky eyes. “If I let you leave, will you ever talk to me again?” 

“I thought you only saw me as some girl you tutored cause you felt bad for her.” You squeak, barely loud enough for him to hear. 

“What?” He speaks.

you respond with a sigh, “Every time I tried to hang out with you, you’d decline or run off Jungwon. Do you really not want to be seen with me that bad?”

“What?” he repeats himself, louder this time, “No, I ran off because I was nervous, you make me nervous..”

“Why?” 

“Because,.. well because I like you.” 

Finally, he had let it out. “I..I’ve liked you for a while now.”

Your heart beats at his confession, this settling in the odd feeling you get when you’re with him. 

“Me too,” You smile, heart beating a mile a minute. “Why didn’t you just say so dummy?” You tease, bringing a hand up to wipe his tear.

“Was it really all for me?” You ask, “The physics help, I mean.” 

“Yeah,” He confirms as he looks away, blushing.

“You’re so cute Jungwon.” You beam, pressing your hand into his.

“Shut up,” He mumbles as he pouts. “You’re cuter.”

“Cute enough to learn physics for?”

“Even cuter.”

#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen imagine #kpop #jungwon #yang jungwon #jungwon ff #jungwon ehypen #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen fanfic #enhypen x reader #enhypen scenarios #jake #sunoo

[niskoo]

Memories kept in the pink hoodie

pairing: Ex! Heeseung x reader

genre: angst, fluff in the end ig, breakup! AU

warnings: swearing, uhhh they like break down together

word count: 2.2k words OMG

a/n: another one of my requests!! thank you all for the ideas its really helping!! mmm this one was very interesting to write because i usually write crack/fluff, aaannndd ive literally never done anything ive written IURHWIU thank you for the great idea anon <33 THIS HELPED SO MUCH OMG USUALLY MY ANGST SUCKS BUT IM PRETTY PROUD OF THIS AAAA ALSO IM SORRY IF THIS WASNT REALLY WHAT YOU WANTED IDK THERE ALWAYS HAS TO BE FLUFF IN MY IMAGINES IG 😓😭

feel free to request and help get rid of my writers block!!

a bit based off of 'try again' by jaehyun and d.ear

You should've known the consequences of dating an idol, you should've been careful. Of course they wouldn't let you be together, he's in one of the rising groups, heck, he was in one of the biggest companies.

It wasn't necessarily the company's fault you were so heartbroken, it's both your faults. You couldn't help but blame each other for how careless you were. You know better than to make things worse, and yet you did.

The evening you go back to his dorm after being confronted by the company, you two started a huge argument of who's fault it was. Either it was his fault for not taking caution during work, or your fault for always checking up on him. All loving actions in the past became reasons for why you should break up, thus cracking your relationship further.

When you went home that night, with your backpack full of your things, you did nothing. You didn't cry, you didn't rage, you simply thought that this was the end, you felt guilty that it had to end like this, instead of just working it out and breaking it off peacefully.

Your heart was left cracked and hurt for sure, but this time, you blame yourself. You shouldn't have met him, you shouldn't have got to know him, it's all your fault. And for the first time that night, you cry.

Your heart clenched at every thought of having to leave Heeseung, more tears falling at the fact that he's not gonna be a part of your life anymore. He's gone, and it's all your fault.

It's when you unpack your things when you realize you still have a bunch of things left at his place, you realize you never want to go back and face him.

You leave your stuff there for the next 2 days, your heart still unready to confront and be reminded of the fact that Heeseung is gone. Unfortunately, he has other plans.

Your phone lights up, and the last name you want to see is lighting the phone up.

'Hey... you left some of your stuff.'

You instantly turn your phone off, breaths picking up as you quickly look away from it and finish your lunch. You can feel the anxiety filling your body as you notice it light up once again, and it swarms in your chest even more when your mother winces at the next text.

You put down your spoon, quickly glancing at the text.

'If you want, you can come by and pick them up? I'll pack them for you...'

Your heart clenches yet once again, you know it's true, literally half your stuff is still there and you have to pick them up. You unlock your phone, quickly sending an 'okay' before completely shutting your phone down. You wouldn't stand a second more looking at his contact.

You decide to go at 11, because that's when the other members are at the company training. You don't know if Heeseung's gonna be there to give you your things, a part of you hopes he is, another hopes he's not there. But then again, who else would open the door for you?

You stand outside the familiar door nervously, picking on your nails and the lint on the hem of your cardigan. Just as you were about to knock, the door swung open, and instead of your ex boyfriend standing there it's the youngest of the group, his eyes wide and puffy lips parted.

As usual, he woke up late. You can't help but chuckle as he picks his shoes up and scurries down the stairs, bidding him a friendly goodbye.

You almost forget about Heeseung, but as you hear shuffling from inside, it all comes back.

You two share awkward glances, the tension slowly building itself back up. Instead of the heated, rage filled tension, this time the tension is guilty, and without each other knowing, yearning.

“T-this way,” Heeseung mutters tightly, eyes glued to the ground as he shuffled quickly to the living room. You follow along just a few seconds later, still processing the fact that this is the end. He could be gone out of your life after this, it’s your last chance to speak.

Your eyes slowly travel up when you stop, the beating of your heart quickening with the slight burning in your eyes. Lo and behold, there your things laid, ready for you to bring back home. You can’t help but notice how it’s packed completely how Heeseung would pack, neat and with care. It’s not too stuffed, it’s in the perfect place.

Biting at the dead skin of your lip, you trudge towards the duffle bag—his duffle bag—and kneel down to grab the handle. The moment you pick it up, you notice how the bag isn’t fully zipped, and a certain pink sleeve peaks out from the tiny space.

All too familiar, the pink sleeve was. It was the one he took from Daniel in I-land. He knew you loved it, for you loved the kid like your little brother. But, he can’t. It’s his, it’s his favorite, he can’t just give it to his ex.

You instantly place the bag down, the tears starting to well up in frustration and sadness. You zip open the bag and take the pink hoodie out, before shoving it into Heeseung’s chest, “Take it, Heeseung, Please don’t give it to me.”

It takes him a few moments, before Heeseung is shaking his head and handing it back to you. “No, it’s practically yours anyway. And you really like it right? It’s just a-“

“Don’t tell me it’s just a hoodie!”

You both are shocked at your sudden burst, frozen in your spot. Your breathing is heavy, like a weight is holding it down and slowing your breathing. There are tears keeping your cheek moist, warm, they stream down continuously, the sensation as if there was fire dripping from your eyes and burning your skin.

Heeseung’s just on the verge of crying himself, the grip on the pink hoodie deathly, he feels the material ripping against his skin. How did it come to this? When did it even happen? It all feels surreal, to think what you two had could fall apart.

All the happy moments in your relationship fading to memories, the hoodie representing the fact itself is true. None of you wanted to take it, afraid it would remind you of the other.

Deep down, you wanted to keep it, keep the memories it held, keep the tears that once soaked it when you vented all your stress to him, keep the scent of Heeseung that lingered on the fabric. You were just too afraid of being reminded that along with the happy memories, came the sad memories of the night you fought and broke it off.

Your grip on the poor hoodie eases, as you slide to the floor helplessly with tears messing your face up. You desperately wanted to hold the pink piece of clothing and keep it forever, and another part of you cursed at you for being too vulnerable.

Your hand quickly wipes away the tears on your cheeks and chin harshly, almost hitting yourself for being so sensitive. Before you could do the action again, a softer grasp is stopping your hand, Heeseung’s other hand reaching up to brush the tears away dearly, blowing your hair away from your face.

Before you could even bring yourself to stop, you’re already reacting to his touch, cowering into his hold and placing your hand over his on your cheek, almost intertwining them together.

“I’m sorry,” you whisper into his palm, your other hand reaching up to grasp at his t-shirt. You’re sorry for so many reasons, for not being careful, for all the things you said in the argument, for making a sudden commotion just because of a stupid hoodie. “I’m so sorry...”

“Shh, it’s alright, it’s alright.” Heeseung grabs you into his infamous embrace you would hate to leave, stroking your back with patterns just the way he knew you loved, just the way it would calm you down. “We’ll be alright.”

More tears fall between your eyelashes, dripping and soaking into Heeseung’s shoulder as he himself sniffles quietly into your hair. None of you want to leave each other behind, it’s the painful truth that you both can’t have, the truth you’ve always feared.

A sudden feeling of relief fills you up inside, his words reassure you in a way, we’ll be alright, you’ll be okay, it just had to leave his lips for you to believe it. You crawl closer to Heeseung, squeezing yourself in his bear hug, “We’ll be okay, we can make it right,”

A hoarse and hearty laugh leaves Heeseung, it shakes right by your ear as you press it against his chest, and he nods, “Yeah,”

He gently pulls your head back right in front of his, wiping the last of your tears and tucking the stray hairs back to the back of your ear, “Let’s just talk,” his whisper tickles your nose, causing you to lightly giggle at the feeling, his lips pressing softly against the pink tinted skin, “Make everything better?”

You nod, finally grasping at the pink hoodie and holding it tight to your chest as Heeseung laughs and bonks his forehead right on yours.

For the next few hours, you talk, make up, talk some more, maybe even a small cuddle, but that’s a secret. You make ramen for when the other members come back from practice, you feel happy to see the members thank you and eat with enthusiasm, you feel glad this is how your last moments together last.

Now you have the (practically ripped) pink hoodie in your arms as you bid the boys goodbye, slightly tearing up at the sight of them sadly waving, but you keep it in and continue your way back home, where you would tell your mom how you ended it on good terms.

And that night, you slip on the pink hoodie before you sleep, and you feel a piece of paper poking at your arm. You’re surprised to see a crumpled envelope poking out, your name written messily in blue ink.

You pull the envelope out quickly, opening it out with something bubbling in the pit of your stomach as you notice the handwriting as Heeseung’s.

‘My dear Y/n,

Hello there! I don’t know if i got the guts to make it right with you or if i pussied out and watched you as you drove away with regrets, but that’s what this letter is for. hopefully you didn’t throw this letter away hehe

i just wanted to thank you. for everything. your love, your care, your trust, Your happiness, thank you for everything you’ve given me. im sorry we had to end our journey, but know that you’ll be in my mind everyday. when we practice, I’ll remember your encouraging smile, when we win, I'll remember the fact that it’s you who gave me the courage to start this whole career.

i love you y/n. we’ll both probably find our other person in the future, but you’ll forever be in my heart as my first love, my first heartbreak, my best memory. thank you for helping me through my hardest times, thank you for helping the other boys through their worst times, especially jungwon, he’ll miss you the most.

i guess this is goodbye, y/n. not forever, of course, but for some time. thank you for everything, i hope you enjoyed the times we had together as much as i did.

with all the love in my heart,

Lee Heeseung :)’

You wipe at your tears for the nth time that day, folding the paper back into the envelope. “Fuck you Heeseung, you’ve ruined my makeup again!” You curse under your breath as you slip the letter into a certain box at the corner of your bedside table, patting your cheeks one last time.

You truly cherish the memories you had with Heeseung. You hope he does too.

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Memories//PSH

“I heard a song and it made me think of you. The song ended and that made me think of you too.” - 3 minutes, 51 seconds

You sat at the table in the coffee shop you've always gone to. The smallest table at the corner with just one chair was your comfort place. Whenever you felt down, you went to this coffee shop, looked outside of the window at the busy streets of Seoul and sun setting behind the enormous skyscrapers. But this time, it didn't seem to work. Sunghoon was your everything. Your boyfriend, your best friend, your older brother you've never had, your other half.

The song finished and a new one started playing. You instantly recognized it. It was your song. The song that was playing in the background when Sunghoon asked you to be his girlfriend, on your first date, and now... on the day he's gone. Forever.

"I miss you," you murmured, but there's no use. He couldn't hear you, he couldn't come and hug you tightly, kiss your forehead and tell you that everything will be alright.

Memories of you two flashed in front of your eyes. Going to the ice rink and skating while he gently holds your hands. Sitting on a blanket in the park and watching stars together. Watching dramas at his house and eating an excessive amount of ice cream. It's true what they say - you don't realize the value of the moment until it becomes a memory.

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- 𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬,

part 14: falling in hate

summary: a peasant girl moves into the castle, mistaken for someone else. she ends up attracting the attention of the nation’s five princes.

pairing(s): jake, sunghoon, sunoo, jungwon, niki x fem!reader

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“this is where they’re keeping you?” The bitter voice of Sunghoon asks as he examines the dungeon. it had been a week since she was first locked up, but this was the first time Sunghoon actually decided to come along with Niki and Jay to visit.

“Mhm! Not as cozy as my bedroom, but it does rather remind me of home.” She joked, earning a chuckle from Jay.

“y/n, how can you joke at a time like this? our brothers imprisoned you.” Niki added, quickly killing the mood.

“well you three have come to visit me, haven’t you? yeah I’m locked up, but it’s only temporary.”

“temporary until what? they get bored and execute you?” Sunghoon asked, making the girls expression falter.

“well that was the joke I was going for, but now that I think of it, I suppose it wasn’t as funny as it sounded in my head..” She coyly admitted. Of course she wasn’t enjoying herself, she was locked up for gods sake, but she had to make some light of the situation to prevent her going crazy.

“y/n, i’m so sorry this is how it turned out. if I had been a little more careful then I could’ve-” Jay began to apologize, but was quickly shut up.

“This isn’t your fault, Jay. You couldn’t have done anything. It’s mine. I should have left when I was meant too.” She asserted, trying to make sure Jay didn’t feel bad.

“When you were meant too..?” Sunghoon hesitantly asked, unaware of the plan Jay and Y/N had formed since she arrived in the castle. Niki also wore the same curious look as y/n was hesitant.

“i was supposed to leave two weeks ago. i decided to stay because...i was selfish. and now i’ve dragged you three into it as well. i still don’t understand why you two aren’t mad at me like the rest of your brothers are”

“well, we aren’t mad because we know you aren’t a fake. sure, you may have not come from a royal family, but that doesn’t make you any less of the y/n we know.” Niki tried to comfort, but she wore a sad smile.

“we know the moments we shared with you weren’t fake. we can’t be mad at that.” Sunghoon added.

“nonetheless, i lied to you all and deceived you. I’m honestly glad I didn’t become queen. I don’t think I could have carried that weight on my shoulders.”

“well if you don’t think you can carry the weight of becoming queen as an impostor, I don’t think I could carry the weight of breaking one out of prison.” Sunghoon commented, making the other three raise an eyebrow at him. The looks of confusion quickly turned into looks of astonishment as he pulled out a ring of keys from his pocket.

“why didn’t you guys invite me down here before?”

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