Enhypen Reaction To You Not Having Your First Kiss Yet

—Something of yours he keeps with him.

pairings: ot8 x reader

genre: fluff, established relationship

word count: 2.7k

a/n: i don't really know what this is tbh, i just got this idea a few weeks ago and just now found inspiration enough to finish it. i hope you guys enjoy! i would love to read your thoughts on it<3

《 Bang Chan — Your beanie 》

"You want me to give you my beanie?" Chan read out loud in his studio, tilting his head as a smile parted his lips after having read that question on the Vlive chat. "No, sorry" he was quick to say to the camera, a small laugh escaping his mouth. "This is my new favourite beanie! I'm never letting go of it".

A louder laugh made its way out of his lips as he read Stay's reaction to his teasing answer, even though he was not really joking at all.

Chan had come across this beanie one morning at your place, when you refused to put a coat on since it would ruin your outfit, regardless of it being freezing cold outside. He had taken it upon himself to look for something in your closet, and ended up noticing this particular black beanie pretty much forgotten at the back of it.

One look was all it took for him to claim it. You hardly ever wore it anyway, and it went well with his go-to colour palette when it came to clothing — that being black.

It was something he could easily incorporate into his daily outfits, and to carry a piece of you with him while at it.

He had never worn it on a Vlive before, though, and it was fair to say he wasn't expecting people to actually comment on it, since it wasn't very different from any other black beanie he owned. Nevertheless, he could not hide his bright smile the moment it was brought up.

"Where did I get it?" Chan read after a few seconds. "Um… It actually belongs to someone very special to me and I kinda… stole it? So..." he giggled. "I can't really help you, guys, sorry".

He cleared his throat as he began scrolling through the comments.

"I'm still gonna call it my beanie, though".

If you were watching this, he knew you were asking for it back just to annoy him. But he would stick to his word. It was pretty much his by now anyway.

《 Lee Minho — Your phone case 》

It was no news that Minho loved his cats with his entire heart. So much, that he had kept a phone case with stickers of them for years — all of their faces being nothing but a blur by now, which he refused neither to take off nor to replace, claiming he could still recognise every single one of them.

But it was also no news that Minho loved you, and carrying something of yours with him at all times was something he would not pass up. Something subtle, that no one would really think was yours. Something only the two of you knew about.

A phone case seemed just perfect.

You had changed your phone last month and the old phone case you had been using for the past year was now forgotten inside one of your drawers. That is until Minho found it one day while looking for a pen in your room. 

He had joked around for a while about how you had betrayed him by getting a new phone and no longer having the same one as him, therefore, as soon as his eyes caught a glimpse of the flowery phone case lying in the darkness, he knew it was finally time to let go of his precious old one.

"Is that a new phone case?" Han had noticed during dinner a few days later.

Minho smiled, proudly showing it off to his curious members. "Yeah, I guess you could say so".

"Never thought you'd drop your beloved cats stickers over some meaningless flowers" Hyunjin taunted with a smirk.

But Minho only laughed it off, shaking his head and placing his phone back down on the table before he could stuff his mouth with some more jajangmyeon. 

Yeah, the phone case was nothing special, and he would even fight you about his cats' one being way superior —plus he was sure he would just get new stickers of them to put on it—. But it was not meaningless. This one used to belong to you. This one felt like having you with him at all times, and he would choose it over any other a thousand times.

《 Seo Changbin — Your scarf 》

"Here comes the fashion icon" Chan announced as soon as Changbin made it into their studio that night.

"What do you mean?" Bin wondered, dropping his gym bag by the door so he could take his coat off.

"The scarf," Han pointed out from his chair. "Everyone thinks you're making some kind of statement by now".

Furrowing his eyebrows in confusion, Changbin stared down at the pastel pink scarf wrapped around his neck, deciding to leave it on for a little bit longer instead as he walked up to his friends and took a seat next to them, so they could get started on producing.

It was winter and he owned no scarves. You had lent him yours one particular ice cold night after having hung out all evening at yours, so he wouldn't freeze nor would catch a cold on his way back to the dorm. It was very cozy. And cute. And it smelled like you. So, naturally, he just hadn't given it back. He probably would once spring arrived, or maybe he just wouldn't. Not like you were complaining anyway.

He hadn't thought much of it, he was just happy to have something of yours with him — especially if said something managed to keep him warm. That's why he was surprised, to say the least, to hear what his friends had to say.

"People are saying I look cool then?" he asked with a rather smug smirk.

Jisung dramatically placed his hand on his shoulder, not being able to contain his laugh. "I'm not sure if 'cool' is the right word, hyung".

Changbin's smile was instantly erased — a serious semblance taking over his face instead as he turned his hand into a fist and pretended to hit Han, whose laugh only turned louder.

Not like it matter how he looked like anyway, for he wasn't taking it off anytime soon.

《 Hwang Hyunjin — Your picture 》

"Ah, I forgot my wallet at home" Minho confessed right as their turn in line came, palming every pocket on his outfit while looking for it.

"So convenient," Hyunjin rolled his eyes, reaching into his pocket to get his wallet out. "I got you".

Opening it so he could take his card out, he was surprised by Minho snatching it from his hands. He didn't think much of it, however, letting his hyung check his wallet out as he was too busy paying for their coffees.

"Aww, our Hyunjin-ie is such a hopeless romantic, isn't he?" 

Hyunjin's confused eyes travelled back to Minho, panicking when he saw his right hand holding up the photo booth pictures of you he kept in there. 

"Yah, careful with them" he snatched them back right away, staring intently at every bit of the pictures, as if looking for any possible damage his simple touch had left.

Minho didn't try to suppress the laugh that had escaped his mouth over Hyunjin's dramatic reaction, taking the credit card the cashier was handing back and shoving his friend away from the ordering line.

"I get that Y/N looks great in them, but don't you think you're being a bit too dramatic?"

Hyunjin squinted his eyes at him, reluctantly letting Minho take the pictures once again in his hands so he could take a better look. 

He was really not being dramatic. Not at all, according to him. For not only were they his favourite pictures of you ever, but they were also taken the day you had officially started dating, and therefore had a special meaning to him.

He remembered how you had happily dragged him into the photo booth as soon as you had seen it from afar, and how the two of you had not stopped giggling the entire time. He remembered how you had pulled him into a loving kiss for the last picture, and how once you were done he had begged you to take some solo pictures for him to keep in his wallet and have with him at all times.

Half of the couple pictures were on his wall, and the other half were on yours, but these ones were sacred to him. They were all his, and he'd be damned if anything happened to them.

"Time's up," he blurted out, taking the pictures from Minho and carefully placing them back where they belonged. "Don't look at her too much".

《 Han Jisung — Your hoodie 》

"Did all the rest of your clothes go missing or something?" Changbin asked as soon as Han made it to the living room.

"What do you mean?" he questioned with a frown, taking a seat down on the sofa next to his hyung.

"This is the third time in a row you wear that hoodie this week".

Jisung looked down to the plain black hoodie he was wearing, the one he had taken off only to sleep in the span of the last three days. And that itself was a lot to ask of him — the only reason he'd take it off being so he could wear it all over again the next day, otherwise he would not have let go of it at all.

Truth was, it was one of those weeks when it came to his anxiety, and the group's schedule did not allow him neither to stay at home nor to go to you for comfort. So, wearing the oversized hoodie of yours he had snatched from your closet last year before going on tour —and which he had oh-so-conveniently forgotten to give back— was the best way to go.

He knew it might sound ridiculous, considering it was literally a piece of clothing and it no longer smelled like you, but somehow it managed to make him feel like you were right there with him, helping most of his demons go away as you embraced him in your comforting, familiar arms.

"I just like it" he mumbled, shoving his hands into the front pocket.

That hoodie alone gave him the peace of mind he so badly needed. It wasn't the cure, of course, but it helped him get by. And he would wear it one week straight if he had to.

《 Lee Felix — Your perfume 》

"Do you have Y/N hidden here somewhere?" Chan joked the moment he entered Felix's hotel room.

"I wish I did" Felix laughed, going up to get some water for him and his hyung. "Why?"

Chan shrugged, sitting by the edge of the bed and taking the bottle Lix was offering him. "Smells like your room back home, which smells like her".

"I mean," Felix couldn't hide the shyness on his face. "I brought her perfume with me and sprayed some of it on the pillows last night, so…"

Seeing the look Chan was giving him right then, he decided to say no more — instead chugging the water down as he felt his cheeks burn up in embarrassment.

It wasn't like he had bought a brand new bottle of your perfume to bring with him, he was not insane. You were starting to run out of that perfume of yours he loved so much and he decided to get you a new bottle… and keep the one with little to none of it so he could bring on tour with him and spray around —or straight up wear— whenever he missed you.

Then again he always missed you, but he was really trying to control himself from using it all and inevitably having to go and buy a whole new bottle of it.

"So that's why you were smelling like her for an entire day last week?" Chan laughed incredulously. "I thought she had stolen the shirt you were wearing before the tour started or something".

"Nah, the scent doesn't stick around for that long. I was just wearing her perfume".

"You're whipped," Chan giggled, earning a shy laugh from Felix. "But at least you smell nice".

《 Kim Seungmin — Your necklace 》

"This isn't what I had in mind when I told you you should try another necklace out" Felix confessed as soon as Seungmin made it back into the living room.

Seungmin had never really been into jewelry, until he met you. Well, he still wasn't into jewelry that much as a whole, but he did love with everything in him the necklace Felix had suggested for him to go change.

It was a silver necklace with a single, small butterfly hanging on it. You had worn it on your first date, he remembered very clearly — the way his breathing had stopped the moment he saw you, still managed to send shivers down his spine. It was funny how he had been so goddamn nervous back then, and now this necklace alone was enough to make him feel at ease. 

That's what you had given it to him for, after all — Seungmin had been very nervous the night before one of their biggest gigs, and you would not be able to be there for him, so you gave it to him so you could still be there with him somehow.

He just never gave it back afterwards, and he would wear it every single time they had an important schedule. To the point Felix had started to hand him some of his own jewelry so he could have something else to wear and change things up a little bit.

But Seungmin didn't want other jewelry. Not at all. He just wanted to wear your necklace, regardless of it not being very fashionable of him.

That's how he had ended up currently wearing two necklaces that morning. The one Felix had given him to change into, and yours, which he had refused to take off.

Felix's eyes let him know just how much disbelief he actually was in, only to then shake it off with a small snort and a pat to his shoulder. "You're whipped".

A shy smile parted Seungmin's lips as he brushed it off. If wanting to carry with him something of yours during the craziest days meant he was whipped, then yes, he totally was.

《 Yang Jeongin — Your hair tie 》

"Anyone have a hair tie I can borrow?" Hyunjin asked from the middle of the practice room, helplessly trying to keep his long hair out of his face.

"Ah, I used to have one but I don't know where I left it" Felix lamented, going up to check inside his bag anyway.

Jeongin remained sitting down with his knees pressed to his chest, arms loosely resting over them as he mindlessly played with the baby blue hair tie he had borrowed —not to say stolen— from you a good while ago, back when his hair used to be longer.

You were having dinner at yours one night and his hair would not stop getting all over his face every time he tried to slurp down his noodles, so at one point you had reached for the hair tie on your wrist and gently tied his hair into a rather short ponytail — one that had you gushing over how cute he looked and earned you a blissful peck from him.

He could only remember wearing it once or twice to actually tie his hair after that, any other time it would act as a bracelet instead. By now, it was fair to say it was his lucky charm he could not go anywhere without.

That's why his heart jumped the moment he heard Seungmin next to him let everyone know, "Innie has one!"

"What?"

"Oh, thank God," Hyunjin sighed out of relief, increasing Jeongin's panic as he came closer. "My hair is driving me crazy".

"Wait, no" he pulled his arm to his chest, holding onto the hair tie on his wrist for dear life. "It's not a hair tie".

Seungmin snorted, gently pulling at it. "What do you mean it's not a hair tie, it clearly is".

"I mean it is, but it's not…" he exasperatedly tried to explain, having to take a deep breath to collect his thoughts. "Y/N gave it to me. I'll see if I can find something else for you to tie your hair with".

Had it been any other item, he would've let them borrow it right away. But there was just no way he was giving his precious tie away.

I'm also crying too but don't have a minho 😔💔

minho x gn!reader. hurt/comfort. reader used to feel lonely but not anymore with minho. for u my @rachalixie <333

it is a regular sunday afternoon, filled with all the chores you procrastinated for the end of the week. you're halfway through a batch of fresh laundry, when your eyes find Minho- he's fiddling with a pair of your pink socks, completely engrossed in a trashy sitcom playing on your TV. a bowl of fruit sits between you two, one he meticulously peeled because he knows you don't like the fruits' skin.

your hands go limp as you observe minho, who places your socks down before blindly grabbing one of your t-shirts. he carefully folds it in half, smoothing away its creases because he knows you like perfectly folded clothes, neat and tidy.

a lump materializes in your throat as minho quietly chuckles at the TV, your mind not on the sitcom but on the man folding laundry beside you.

in that moment, a sudden light penetrates the shadowed parts of your mind, ones you've left uncharted for too long, fearing what you'll find hiding in their darkness. instead, you discover a flourishing garden, watered by minho's attentions everytime he's near.

the realization dawns on you suddenly, yet gently, like an unexpected kiss gracing your forehead, a hang grabbing your own when you least anticipate it— you haven't felt lonely in so long.

you couldn't feel lonely on a sunday morning when minho woke with you, willingly giving up on sleep so you could make breakfast together. you couldn't feel lonely when he propped his chin on your shoulder as you scrambled the eggs on the stove, his cold hands sneaking underneath your shirt, a gentle kiss on your neck to compensate his chilling touch.

loneliesss couldn't loom in the supermarket's aisles when minho pushed the cart near you, whining when you didn't give him attention for too long. you couldn't feel lonely as minho helped you pack up the groceries into your car, before caging you against the door, planting a short, but fervent kiss on your lips.

loneliness doesn't cast its shadows on your home when minho helped you clean it, washing the dishes as you diligently swept every counter. you couldn't feel lonely when he suddenly pulled your hand before waltzing around to the soft hums escaping his lips.

loneliness is a stranger when minho folds your laundry, some pieces of his clothing sneaking into your closet. you aren't lonely when minho lives with you, throughout your extraordinary days and your most mundane, boring ones.

a sniffle leaves your lips before you can stop it, and minho's head snaps instinctively to yours, worry drawn onto his face as he furiously racks over your figure. you don't even know where the tears are coming from, but they are streaming furiously down your cheeks, showing no sign of stopping soon.

"baby," he calls out tentatively, putting the fruit bowl on the table and moving closer to you. "what's wrong?" he asks and you straddle his lap, burying your face onto the crook of his neck instead of replying.

you aren't lonely when minho pats your back, rubbing soothing motions on it from the crown of your hair down the end of your spine. you aren't lonely because minho spoke to your loneliness, gently, patiently, until he finally convinced it to desert your bones.

"i love you," you whisper against his skin and he pulls you slightly away, his hands tenderly cradling your face. "i love you. what happened?"

"it's silly and stupid," you mumble, looking down at his lap. he gently hooks a finger beneath your chin, urging you to look at him.

"nothing that makes you cry is stupid. tell me, hm?"

"you help me fold my socks," you say, lower lip slightly quivering. "and clean the house and get my groceries."

"do you not want me to?" he asks, tilting his head to the side.

"no, no. i just can't believe you'd want to."

"why is that?" he inquires, gently wiping your still cascading tears.

"because those are things i used to do alone. i... i never thought I'd have someone with me, by my side, every day," you pause, tears doubling over at your impending confession. "i never thought that one day i would no longer be lonely."

minho's eyes soften incredibly, the way your heart turns into mush in his hands. he silently brings your head to his chest, your cheek pressed right above his heartbeat, and then he sways from left to right, body pressed tightly to yours.

"i'm here now. it's okay, angel, it's over," he whispers, planting a lingering kiss on the top of your head. you clutch his shirt tightly between your fists, allowing his words to permeate your being. to dust every misguided idea you held about your future.

you won't be lonely when minho loves you.

"you know i want to marry you, right? so i plan on folding your laundry for a long long time. under one rule, though."

"what?" you ask with a small voice.

"you won't cry next time i fold your clothes."

"shut up," you pinch his side playfully and he giggles before tickling you in retaliation. your laughter fills the air, quieting down the sound of your tv and simultaneously, all the ugly thoughts that once occupied your head.

CAUSE I LOVE YOU ! (y. jungwon)

tumblr’s algorithm works best with reblog’s not just likes so pls reblog my work <3

pairing: boyfriend!jungwon x fem!reader

genre: established relationship n’ romance !

rating: PG

word-count: 0.5k !

warning(s): cuteness overload ! taylor swift references, all too well n’ lover ! kiss ! nothing much really !

synopsis: in which late night trips to your kitchen always lead to your boyfriend, jungwon, asking you to dance.

authors note: I don’t have much to say besides I hope guys enjoy this,, I know its very random but I was bored lol !! I definitely recommend listening to lover while reading this just to get more of the vibe going on but do you !! <//3 happy reading guys !! enjoy ! >.< 🤍

The rain hit against the glass of the window, and the kitchen filled with the noises of the weather outside. Small puffs of air escaped your lips as you buried your head further into your boyfriend, jungwon’s chest. Your nose was met by the aroma of honey with a tinge of cinnamon, and as you lingered in his arms, the warmth of his skin allowed the scent you loved so dearly to pervade the air. His delicate but loving hold on your waist held your clingy form against his as you both swayed to his tunes.

Slight vibrations could be felt against your cheek coming from his chest. His humming and vocals filled your ears as you closed your eyes, the subtle melodies of Taylor Swift’s lover abruptly entering the sweet atmosphere. The dim light of the open refrigerator to the right of the kitchen allowed you to turn your face away from the warmth of the other and catch a glimpse of a few of his features that had been concealed by the night's deep shadows.

His eyes were closed, and a few strands of his hair hung messily around his forehead as his plump, pearly-pink lips parted as he sang. His eyelashes were as long as ever, and the light delightfully bounced off of them. His slender nose had the slightest bump at the top of the nasal bridge, and the shadows that roamed around the room shaded the structure of his jawline perfectly. It was times like this where you fell in love with him all over again. 

“You okay?” The melodies that were once heard are long gone and have since been replaced by the dulcet tones of jungwon's voice. As he drew your frame closer to his, he spoke with words that were dripping with care and concern.

Nodding, you let out a small sigh. As the warmth of his breath hit against your skin, your heart began to beat faster by the second, and the feeling soon replaced itself with the sweet sensation of a peck against your cheek. 

Letting out a small giggle, you looked up at jungwon, his eyes meeting yours almost immediately. His hands moving from your waist now to your cheeks as he held your face in his hands, admiring your features. He stared at you with his eyes gleaming with such love and astonishment before bending down and pressing his lips against yours.

The kiss was sweet and tender, the pace slow and genuine, as it always was. The slight flavor of his cherry lip balm, which he had applied just an hour earlier, was long gone. His lips, which were now formerly covered in vanilla ice cream and entwined with yours.

Pulling away from the kiss, jungwon stayed admiring the moment you two just shared; his eyes remained closed as a small smile placed itself amongst his lips. As he slowly opened his eyes to reveal you, the pad of his thumb made gentle, loving strokes against your cheek. 

“What was that for?” you asked, smiling at your boyfriend who you loved so dearly. 

“cause I love you.”

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1am and crying for the felix one </3

request. you falling asleep on skz’s chest and telling them you love them for the first time in your sleep

sorry it took me so long, anon! but here is the request u sent me

BANG CHAN

— it would be a little late in the night when you finally fall asleep, maybe around 11pm. it’s one of the rare days chan doesn’t allow himself to fall prisoner to another all-nighter (not that it ever bothered you, but chan’s been making effort in spending more time with you in the present instead of in his head)

— he definitely sleeps better with you, how could he not? with your head on his chest and your cheek a little mushed and your lips in a small pout and your ear to his heart. it’s perfect circumstances to sleep and your breathing is such a lullaby to him, and a reminder to ground himself in the present more to enjoy moments like these. you guys don’t get to cuddle often so it’s nice to take everything in when he can

— chan’s just on the verge of falling asleep when you say it and i think he wouldn’t be able to believe it first (talk about an instant alarm ?). he’d just blink down at you for a moment before the sweetest smile plasters on his face, the crinkled eyes until they almost disappear and lip biting type to stop himself from smiling too much

— his heart would just expand tenfold because you really are the person he sees himself with in the future and to hear those three words he’s almost told you a million times before leave your lips is just so reassuring and so beautiful to him; that you love him back, and he can’t wait to tell you in the morning

— when he’s finally processed it, he’d lean down to kiss you .. just every part of your face. but like, he’s so careful about it so you don’t wake up

— he falls asleep maybe half an hour later because all his life his mind has been running and running and running but with you in his arms, and those three words, he feels so safe that he allows his mind to rest. sometimes, it’s enough to just let his heart beat and love

❝ i love you. god, i love you too. i’ve been wanting to say it for so long now. ❞

LEE MINHO

— i think lee know’s def the type to know he’s in love first because it’s such a drastic difference to suddenly consider you in everything when he used to never do it before and he’s not oblivious to his feelings. like he’s the same but also so different ? little gestures of love would build up to his light bulb moment that he is so in love with you and he wants nothing more than to tell you but he doesn’t want to scare you off

— you stay over at his house when it happens. doing schoolwork? cramming for a paper? somewhere along those lines. you never notice the time when you’re with him and suddenly seconds turn into hours and it’s too late for you to commute home and lee know’s mom used their car so he can’t drive you home either. just proposes you stay over bc it’s not like you haven’t done it before

— you two always spend silence in comfort so he doesn’t know you’re asleep at first when you say those three words to him and the way you say it is so faint that he almost misses it. but he doesn’t. he hears it loud and clear

— his heart swells even more when he looks down to see your eyes closed and your mouth slightly parted and his response is just the fondest expression on his face. the most endearing smile and a finger brushing over your features because wow, this is the girl that snuck her way into his heart and unknowingly stole every part of him

— would brush your hair out of your face to see you properly before finally whispering that he loves you too. he’d say the three words the next morning.

— years later, he’d always brag he was the first to tell you that he loved you but you’d never know it was you. it’s a little secret he keeps to himself, and the moment is so intimate that it’s his only

❝ ah, (name). you’re all i’ve ever wanted, did you know? ❞

SEO CHANGBIN

— for changbin, i truly believe there is no moment of sudden realization. he’s well acquainted with love like i think he’s most in touch with that emotion. he feels so deeply and i think he learned most of that from his mother. he wouldn’t be afraid to embarrass himself in the name of love. in fact, he thinks it’s the greatest feeling on earth and it’s something you shouldn’t ever take for granted (i’m sorry, i’m a softie changbin enthusiast)

— everything is steady with him. loves you more day by day by day but he’s always known he’s been in love with you and nothing is ever overwhelming with him like it’s always so safe

— when you say it, he feels his heart beat 98383 times faster because what do you mean the person he’s so in love with loves him back ? like i feel like it just doesn’t cross his mind honestly. like he loves you and that’s that and he’s satisfied with loving you but suddenly his whole world just stops when he hears those words

— changbin would try to keep his position still though, even though he feels like jumping around and spinning you around in his arms but he just doesn’t want to shake you awake from your sleep

— spends the rest of the night thinking about you saying that you love him. there’s nothing more beautiful than the reciprocation of a feeling of love so great

❝ i love you, and that’s always been enough for me, but god does it feel so great to hear it from you. ❞

HWANG HYUNJIN

— he loves like in movies, in books, in art. despite being such a hopeless romantic though, everything is actually so new to him. it’s only with you that he experiences that shortness of breath, that jumble of words, that all-nighter because you can’t stop thinking about the person you love the most, and those damn butterflies

— even the first time you fall asleep on his chest, he freaks out. and he freaks out even after the 9183th time but who can blame him? he may look like such an expert, such a poet, such a man of love, but he’s nothing more than a boy who’s falling in love for the first time

— so, it is the 9184th time you’re asleep on his chest and he has a hand running through your hair when you mumble it in your sleep

— FREEZES. for maybe a good 5 mins? honestly it feels like forever because he really is frozen. and then, that music plays. the music when the love interest shows up on the screen in movies. it plays in his head and his heart is pouncing like crazy and it’s just such a moment to be in love

— pulls you closer when he finally recomposes himself and has the most lovesick smile on his face for maybe an hour before he allows himself to fall asleep because this is all he’s ever dreamed of

❝ you’re someone straight out of my dreams. ❞

HAN JISUNG

— to me, jisung feels a little reckless when he loves. but like, not in a bad way. it’s more like, he’s been careful his whole life and keeping on a guard because he values his silence and his comfort over everything else but god, when he loves? he jumps straight in. he jumps even without the guarantee of anyone catching him. when he loves, there is no doubt, no second guessing. he simply dives head first

— he’s falling again, falling and falling, it’s never ending. even as you fall asleep on his chest one afternoon after watching a movie together

— he JERKS the moment he hears you say it like actually just jerks from his place and accidentally wakes you up from your slumber

— you freak when you wake up thinking that something must’ve happened because he’s staring at you with wide eyes but at the same time, he’s also apologizing for accidentally waking you up. you’re just in the process of asking him about it when he cuts you off by kissing you

— when you kiss him back, there is nothing in his head but “wow, so this must be the feeling of being caught” because he’s finally landed safely in your arms after all that falling

— don’t be mistaken though, he’d fall over and over again because the feeling of having you catch him is so addicting

❝ (name), is this real? ❞

LEE FELIX

— oh felix, the sweetest boy who falls in love in the sweetest way. definitely is the type to see colors brighter and hear music louder and just have all his feelings amplify because of you. stars come together when you look at him and he feels himself revolving around you like he’s just !!! there is no explaining how deep this boy loves. it’ll be like fireworks, like earthquakes, like thunderstorms but it’ll also feel like breathing and the quiet patter of rain. you get every variant of love with him because he’s so adamant on showing you every part of him

— you two cuddle up to each other all the time. he loves skinship, he loves physical touch, he loves holding you and being held and kissing you and hugging you and everything that makes it feel like you’re close to him so he doesn’t question when you fall asleep on his chest

— he’s on his phone, probably taking a picture or video of you when you suddenly say it. there’s just instant tears in his eyes the moment the words leave your mouth. he cries because he’s overwhelmed that you feel the same way about him and he’s scolding himself for being so dramatic over it but also he seriously cannot stop crying like what have you done to him?

— smiles and cries and laughs and leans down to kiss your head over and over and over and you can only ask why his eyes are so red and puffed when you wake up and he wastes no time to tell you that he loves you. drops it immediately. he’s been waiting forever to say it anyway (actually, he’s said it quite a few times but only when he thinks you can’t hear)

— won’t stop saying it anymore like every hour is a good opportunity to tell you that he loves you

❝ i can’t get over how beautiful it is to love and it’s all thanks to you. ❞

KIM SEUNGMIN

— the peak best friends to lovers story. seungmin isn’t the type to throw the feeling of love around. he isn’t the type to fall in love quickly either. he falls in love in moments you spend as friends, but it also kind of takes him such a long time to admit it because he’s always rejected the idea of romance and the gentle emotions that come with it. he’s so used to teasing and tough love that he suddenly can’t function properly when he realizes he’s growing softer because of you

— seungmin holds out from saying ‘i love you’, mostly because it’s hard to rid the stubbornness he’s carried all his life, but don’t get me wrong. there are so many times when he’s almost said it but stopped himself before he could. maybe it’s because he doesn’t want to startle you either. it’s a scary feeling after all, and being his best friend, you know about all his flaws. how could you choose to love him despite it all?

— even so, he is still powerless to love. no one can ever go above the feeling no matter how hard he tries. when you say it in your sleep, he finally lets go of whatever he’s been holding on for so long. he’s ready to willingly admit he’s in love with you and has been for such a long time

— he runs a hand through your hair, just thinking of how comforting it is to be with you, of how you make him smile without even having to be there with him. just the thought of you makes him so happy and it’s infuriating because why does losing to love feel so much like winning instead? is it because it’s you he’s falling in love with?

— would ask you if you’re sure because he’s someone that values sureness, honesty, and just Purpose. he loves on purpose and he wants to make sure you love him by your own choice too. he’s always chosen to take every step closer to you all his life

❝ do you really mean that? please mean it. ❞

YANG JEONGIN

— time always slows when you’re with him. he also gives me romance between friends because like seungmin, he’s not the type to take love lightly. he only ever says the three words in important moments. he never wants to just throw those words around because romance is so important to him, and he’s always been the one to seek for it because it’s so beautiful

— when he meets you, he just thinks, so this is what love is. he understands now why people tell stories about it, why it’s subject to so many songs. he understands when he looks in your eyes

— it’s an afternoon of teasing where your eyes meet and you just double in laughter because whatever the hell you’re talking about is so funny to only the two of you. the boys will never understand the language you’ve crafted for yourselves

— you fall asleep after having played games and ran around and teased each other all afternoon and it’s in his arms while the two of you are watching a movie

— when you say it, he falls silent. he closes his eyes and crosses his fingers and prays he isn’t just dreaming this up, might pinch himself even because it’s just so unreal to him that you love him like he might be the Foolish silly type but when he loves, he really does give it his all

— you wake up at one of the louder scenes of the movies and you’re like ??? why is jeongin staring at you like that so you’re like stop staring .. but he kind of just grins really LOVESICK and you’re like oh my god what is happening. he’s looking at you different and his eyes are softer

— with a yank of your shirt, he kisses you and mumbles how much he loves you against your lips

❝ i love you. and i will choose to love you everytime. ❞

OH MY GOD, HE'S UNREAL

not even 24 hours after a 401 day tour, belift are announcing another tour? do they understand how crazy this is? those boys are being worked to the bone and soon enough their health - both physical and mental - is going to decline and then it's not just going to be 'oh jay ill sit out two shows' or 'jake just had to take skip two songs', it's going to end up with them being so overworked that they'll take hiatus' that last months, the members will lose their love for their job, and the entire situation is going to get out of control.

jay has an injury that is already serious but imagine the damage that could be made from all the shows of a new tour? plus all the added schedules ontop of that? ni-ki spoke about how exhausted he was during the tour and that can only lead to further sickness or being mentally and emotionally drained. even if you did go to he concert, could you actually enjoy yourself knowing that they're suffering????

i am begging you all to boycott this tour, i've seen it happen before when fans boycotted mamamoo's tour and it got postponed and the company listened to the concerns. i know it's belift so there is a chance they won't even acknowledge it, but low ticket sales means the promotor and label will most likely cancel which tbh is what we should all want.

enhypen have been working non-stop since debut and i fear it'll only get worse if all of us don't work together on expressing our concerns.

hyunjins BDAY live

me when

this is home

description: jungwon x reader (very soft physical affection, jungwon's relationship with reader is up for interpretation)

i wrote this for the people who have had a troubled past and the idea of jungwon being your safe haven makes you want to *sob*

his presence was like a fresh load of laundry on a warm spring day. his smile, his laugh, jungwon coming into your life saved you from yourself. 

with his hoodie over his head and his favorite plaid pajama pants on, there really wasn’t a sight comparable to this one.

it was strange to be so engulfed by a spirit so light and bright but it was more comfortable than it is foreign.

he places his hand softly on yours and tugs you gently towards himself, “come here” he touches you in the way you need it and pours his love into each in every movement. you feel his affection through the pads of his finger tips and the soft grip of his hand. jungwon is your safe place, being someone so frightened by physicality, he makes it feel natural.

his hands roam all over your arms and shoulders, looking you up and down to make sure you’re okay like he always does. he pulls you into a hug and you feel yourself melt into him all over again. he’s warm and his body is firm but his aura is so soft and gentle it feels healing in a way. he lowers himself against the couch so that you can lay on his chest just like that, with his arms still wrapped around your lower back. 

you can hear his heart beating, and feel his chest moving up and down with every breath, and you are reminded all over again that you are in the right place. he traces circles through your clothes and it sends shivers up your spine. it feels so good to be here, it feels so good to be on jungwon. 

you take a peek up at him, with the tv screen flashing colors on his face in the dark room, he’s beautiful as ever. he’s handsome with his hair undone and a lazy outfit on, he’s jungwon and jungwon to the core. 

closing your eyes, you lower your head on his chest again, rubbing against it a bit with the side of your face. 

he notices you getting comfortable and takes it as a sign that you’re ready to fall asleep. he smiles softly, gazing at your presence and holding you just a bit tighter than he was before. 

after a few minutes of soaking in all your facial features with his eyes, he brings his head down to kiss your forehead gently, before going back to watch the tv. 

you’ve never slept better. 

[ time stamp: 5:37am — yjw ]

-> pairing: jungwon x gn! reader

-> warnings: none!

-> author’s note: welcome to my 100 follower special! i hope you all enjoy this :)

this time stamp because i always think of wonie when i think of sunrises.

— ♡

the first few rays of the morning sun started peeking through the windows of your high-rise apartment, slowly filling your bedroom and the rest of the busy heart of seoul in an early warmth. the leftover chill from the night before still hung around you, creating a perfect mix of temperatures that you realized you could only find in the times you woke up before six am. squinting your eyes in an attempt at adjusting to the new light source pouring into your home as the sun rose, you rub the sleepiness out of your eyes. 

scanning the bedroom you shared with your boyfriend, you find him still sleeping peacefully with his bangs flopped over his forehead, his lips slightly apart as he breathed in and out. smiling to yourself, you reach out from under your fluffy comforter and over to his soft locks, brushing them out of his eyes so that you could see his beautiful cat-like face better. jungwon stirs slightly at this but doesn’t wake, making you quietly chuckle at how tired he was. carefully pulling the covers off your body, the crisp morning air immediately sends a chill down your spine. shaking off the cold, you place your feet onto the wooden floor below and set out to make a home-cooked breakfast for you and your loving boyfriend. but before you could get up, an arm grabs onto your waist, putting a temporary halt to your plans.

“where are you going?” a sleepy jungwon questions, struggling to keep his eyes open. 

you bend down and press multiple kisses to his soft cheek. “good morning, love. i’m going to make us breakfast, what do you want to eat?”

he closes his eyes again and tries to pull you in tighter. “i don’t want breakfast, i want you to come back to bed.”

letting out a proper laugh this time, you put your feet back onto the mattress, feeling the cold finally seeping through your toes, and scoot a little closer to jungwon. “come on, i’ll make us banana pancakes if you’d like. i know how much you liked them the last time i made them.”

he cracks his eyes open and narrows them at the sun—which had risen a lot more since the time you woke up—before setting them on you. you let out a grin at his sleepy self, running your hands through his hair once again. 

“fifteen more minutes? and then we can both get up to make the pancakes.”

softly agreeing, you put yourself back under the covers and situate your body between jungwon’s awaiting arms. taking a deep breath as you wrap your arms around his waist, you drink in the fresh notes of wonie’s favorite perfume. you had always loved hugging your boyfriend and breathing his scent in, cherishing the smell that you now recognized as home.

he puts a slender hand at the back of your head and rubs little circles into your hair while pulling you even closer, the act successfully lulling you back to sleep within minutes. “i love you.” he whispers, watching the sun as it rose over the horizon more and more from the window behind your sleeping figure. he pulls the comforter covering the both of you up higher, trying to completely cover you two from the incessant brightness of the impending morning before drifting off to sleep himself.

if saying goodbye to a beautiful morning and a delicious breakfast means you get to spend more time in the love of your life’s arms, you’d wholeheartedly say that it was a fair trade.

♡ enhypen’s hyung line reaction to their s/o pranking them by not saying ‘i love you’ back

✰ heeseung

“babe, i’m leaving now. i’ll be back in a few hours.” “m’kay...” “i love you!” “take care baby!”

literally snaps his head to where you were, pausing from closing the door to the apartment unit with a frown pulling at his brows. “i love you,” he repeats once more hoping to hear the usual loving response from you. yet heeseung received a reply that he doesn't particularly like. “you’ll be late, hee.” and in an instant, he was beside you; pouty and all. “i said i love you.” “i heard you perfectly the first time love.” he frowns even more at this. heeseung takes your hands, grabbing onto them gently as he crouches beside the couch in front of you. “are we... are we okay?” his gaze was glossy, wide eyes staring at you with worry. “did i do something wrong?” but before anything could escalate any further, you wrap your arms around his neck, peppering his face with kisses, apologizing and telling him it was merely a prank. it was safe to say he didn't leave you alone after that. don't this to your man ladies, please.

✰ jay

“hey babe, i’m heading to the grocery store right now do you want me to get you anything?” “no, i’m okay baby.” “aight, be back in a few. i love you.” “mhm, drive safe!”

suspiciously raises a left eyebrow while picking up his car keys from the table. “i love you...” he tries again. you turn your head from your book to glance at him, stifling your laugh as you smiled. “i know babe.” however, you aren't as slick as you thought you were. jay, spotting your phone behind the fruits basket was enough for him to calculate the situation. if you think you can play this game with him, then he can for sure win this one. with brisk steps, he approaches you just as you turned around to read. jay cups your left cheek, gently turning your head to pull you in for a kiss. “i love you,” he mutters, a light smirk forming on his lips noticing you lean in for more. “i love you jay...” “see? wasn't so hard to say now wasn't it?”

✰ jake

“i’ll see you at dinner babe. i love you.” “okay, take care of yourself jakey. don't overwork yourself.” “i know babe, i love you.” “mhm...”

this cutie automatically assumes for the worst. racing thoughts that caused this sudden change in you filled his mind as he stood by the foyer of the apartment. the keys of his car dangles on his finger as he vacantly stares at you for a good moment, and you'd think he already left hadn't you turned around to look. “jake?” he shakes his head, pursing his lips a little before timidly making his way towards you on the couch. there was no words from him, just his arms embracing around your waist as he buries his face in your chest. “are you upset with me?” his sentence came out muffled but you understood him nonetheless. you felt bad doing this prank on him immediately after his hug tightened before he added, “if i ever did something to upset you, i’m sorry... can we... can we talk about this now? i can’t leave you here like this if we're not in good terms i-” you just showered him with kisses and admitting to doing the petty prank. jake wasn't upset, he was just glad you weren't angry at him or something.

✰ sunghoon

“call me if you need anything doll.” “got it mr. park.” “right, well i’m leaving now.” “...!?”

and he closes the door. this guy knew about your plans—your plan to prank him. it was due to the fact that he was using your tiktok account that was logged in in his phone the day before and found something in your favorites. that something being the ‘not saying i love you back to your s/o’ so sunghoon was pretty much prepared for the war. with the slight tilt of his lips, he waited in front of his car that was parked in front of the house; smirking with his arms crossed over his chest. he mentally counted 1-10 and as predicted, you came bursting through the doors while still in your pajamas. “where’s my i love you!?” sunghoon chuckles before scooping you up in his arms and kissing the crown of your head. “you should take your tiktok account off my phone doll, your pranks aren't working anymore.” he says smugly before planting a soft kiss on your lips. “but i love you. anyways”