And If I Combust Then What

I'm so in love with this man and this is mot helping

that feeling when.

엔하이픈 성훈 ୨୧ female reader three hundred for iuiu fluff established relationship + cw. not proof-read skinship kissing ( other )

your boyfriend has an obsession with your hands. he is not able to place when and where it started, neither why or how. but when sunghoon feels the weight of your fingertips against his skin, he can assure you that it is the only thing he has ever known.

he loves when your run your fingers through his hair, a giggle leaving his mouth when you put them away from his eyes. and when your hand slips in his as you walk next to each other or when your leave soft taps on his palm as you talk to him, there is nothing in the world that matters to him, except you. although he is used to these antics of yours, warmth fills his body whenever your knuckles brush against his cheek, the tip of your finger touching one of his moles, your thumb caressing his lips.

when you cup his face, he has an excuse to turn his head to your hand. nose brushing your palm, breathing your delicate scent before landing a kiss on it. his eyes closed as he leans into your touch, then looking back at you while your rub his skin with your thumb. he see stars and they would reflect in his ‘you-thirsty’ gaze as he looks at you.

lovesick and adoring, hand holding yours as you talk. softly connecting his skin with your fingertips. trailing kisses all over your hand before going up to your forearm. he finds his lips on your shoulder at some point, everything that falls out of your mouth being the only thing he can understand at the moment. the feeling of his kisses finding your neck tickles and makes you chuckle.

sunghoon pulls away at the dulcet and angelic sound, smiling at you. eyes scrunched and fangs showing off. he holds your waist firmly before kissing you.

this was supposed to be a thought, which is why it might be confusing to read .. also wrote this in ten minutes after seeing a hoon edit hhh ㅠㅠ comment ‘potatotes’ and reblog with ‘yippie’ if you enjoyed >0<

CUFFING SEASON 𓂃 gymrat!enhypen 𓈒

𝗜𝗦𝗣𝗜𝗥𝗔𝗭𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗘 ✶ ────── 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝖼𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝖻𝗈𝗒. 𝗂 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝖻𝗈𝗒.

엔하이픈 & fem!rea 14OO fluff established relationship cautions kissing skinship ˊᯅˋ altero

❛ 姫　❜ thanks to danipie for the heeseung prompt and tam for jakes >< plus to jenn, tam and pockemonz for being my emotional support 🎀

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HEESEUNG ｡｡ ever since you moved in together, your boyfriend likes to walk around with a tank top embracing his upper body, showcasing his biceps and making you daydream about his chest.

frankly, this habit of his isn’t new to you— back when you lived in different apartments, he would always open the door while dressed in that sort of clothes.

you admired his arms for a while during the long times whereas you were together. gaze dragging over his hands to reach his biceps, you always wondered if the ribbon you put in your hair could fit around his big muscles.

“do you think it’d fit?” the ribbon is held between your index finger and your thumb as you question your boyfriend.

he looks at his biceps then at the pink hair accessory in your hand. seeing the sheer happiness on your face, he smiles “we can always try, sweetheart.”

wiping the grin off his face as he watches you wrap the thing around his flexed bicep is impossible. it is fun and you find it irresistibly hot— wrapping his arm is like marking him as yours. and you both love it.

JAY ｡｡ honestly, you think you are dreaming even now, deep in doze still, when you step into the kitchen and are met with a heaven-sent view in front of you.

with a mouth agape and eyes growing wide, you admire the back of your boyfriend. you want to thank whoever created gyms and thank your fortune for making your boyfriend such an addict.

his muscular and defined back shines, stares back at you as he is focused on making breakfast. the laces of the pink apron he wears on top of his naked torso wraps his waist perfectly.

it feels like heaven when your cheek collapses on his hot naked skin. you hug his waist like a teddy bear— almost melting into his skin. and god, he smells too good.

it’s dreamy when he kisses the top of your head, “good morning, baby,” he greets you, but you are too enamored by the vision of his broad shoulders a few moments ago to respond just yet.

you only hum, thinking that today will be a great day.

JAKE ｡｡ your phone rings as you are making yourself lunch. upon picking it up, a breathy voice reaches you through the phone. given the hour of the day, you don’t need to double check to know who it is.

“hi, princess, you good?” he greets you and you can hear the grin in his tone. a groan comes quick after— proving his current physical effort and confirming that he is at the gym, as he always is.

“yes, i’m good, jake,” the deep breath you take makes you able to respond after a few seconds. the next question is automatic, “how are you?”

“’m good, babe, i’m on the lat pulldown machine right now.” it would have been better, way better, if he hadn’t said that. or if he never showed you what a lat pulldown looks like.

but he did, and you cannot wipe the image of him sitting, his wide shoulders flexing alongside his back as he pulls the lat down. it makes you feel dizzy, him groaning again doesn’t help.

due to your silence, he continues. his voice is whiny, your knees get weaker, “i’ll finish my set quickly and take you on a date, alright?”

imagining him at the gym makes your whole behind fragile. your voice is locked in your throat and you tongue won’t move. but you’d let that man take you anywhere he’d like— the frail sounds of agreement you make are a confirmation of it.

SUNGHOON ｡｡ “stop moving around,” he commands, rather gently. his smile is too big for his words to be an order, he is so close to you that you can’t stop giggling. but you do stop moving.

the man’s beauty hits you one more time as your eyes focus on him. your boyfriend has his hands either side of your torso, next to your arms while you lay down on the floor.

he lower himself slowly, his lips brush over yours ever so gently, a quick kiss before he pushes on his arms and gets in his initial position. he is the one who got that idea, claiming that it’ll motivate him more.

it is in the privacy of your living room that he does another push up, his chest presses against yours when he lowers himself. this time, the kiss linger a little more than the last one.

you should have known that this exercise wouldn’t last long. it takes him less than three pushups to start focusing on your lips a little too much. “you know what? nevermind.”

his weight drops on you, a little ‘oof’ escapes from his mouth and a gentle ‘sorry, darling’ does the same from his. you kiss him back quickly when his mouth gets on yours.

SUNOO ｡｡ when you first met, his gym journey wasn’t as long as it is currently. therefore, you were used to his old, already quite muscular build. when he started going more regularly to the point where it was almost everyday, the changes weren’t very obvious to you.

of course, you knew he was getting more buffed every passing day but you didn’t realize how much until now. when your head is resting on his chest, covered by the thin fabric of his t-shirt.

it takes you a bit to realize how firm his chest feels under your resting head. you stay still for a moment, then your eyebrows furrow as you rub your cheek against his chest.

his arms tighten around your form, and you realize that his pecks are not the only parts that got more muscular. his chest vibrates as he laughs, “what are you doing?”

taken out of your examination, your gaze shoots up. it’s absurd how his natural cute face is on top of that kind of build. “since when are you hulk?”

JUNGWON ｡｡ during the time when he isn’t getting on your nerves or teasing you, he spends his energy on lifting weights at the gym and working on his muscles.

therefore, you know how well his body is built. you can tell, honestly, whenever you surreptitiously peek at him while he takes off his shirt to put on a hoodie instead. his big shoulders and small waist looks back at you, his beceps flex as he folds the clothing piece.

his muscles might be one of his greatest assets, to both send you into a spiral and irritate you the most. because being manhandled everywhere by your boyfriend creates an eruption of butterflies in your stomach but not being able to fight back makes you want to bite him.

“leave me alone!” you laugh when he lifts you off the floor in a swift mention. you are unable to move your arms as he jailed them in his embrace when he rushed to you.

the man quite literally throws you on your shared bed, making your body bounce against the mattress. you are breathless from both laughing, running away from him— even more when you find him on top of you.

you try to push him away when he leans closer. well, not really trying, because you don’t put any strength in the process. he ends up getting his kiss at the end, and he is quite content about it.

RIKI ｡｡ after occupying your room more than you do, even when you are not here, it is natural for him to have a place in your dressing where he can put his clothes.

the first time you thought about it, there wasn’t any big deal or issue related to it. it is the natural course of things, and you love that he is always there with you.

but it gets harder for you when he actually changes. when he takes off his shirt right before your eyes, letting you have a look of the creation he worked hard to have.

embarrassment becomes a prominent emotion in your head whenever you catch yourself staring at his defined abs. it is torture, you cannot yake your eyes off of them.

only a short amount of time passes before he notices it. soon enough , your boyfriend is smirking at you with his shirt in his hand, “like what you see?”

it’s a shame that you actually do. rather very much than not.

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this man has my heart and soul.

just for you (p.js)

"i wanna get married." you say as you drown in the warmth of your boyfriend's embrace. the tv played soft noises in the background, as it's light illuminated his face, changing hues from time to time.

jay perks up at your statement.

"to whom?"

you laugh at his question. "who else? to my oh so loving boyfriend." you say as you eye him dreamily.

it was the absolute truth and you swore it came from the bottom of your heart. everything about jay was so dear to you. the way he looked at you, the way he held your hand oh so gently, the way he cooked your meals for you, pouring all his love into it. the way he spoke to you, the way he held you against his chest like you were everything to him. the way he would surprise you with little gifts at random times. "it's the little things that count, sweetheart." he would say.

the thought of spending your whole lifetime with such a perfect man by your side, giving you all the love in the world. it made you feel dizzy with happiness. there was nothing you wanted more than this.

"i think that's quite a huge long term plan, sweetheart." he spoke with a slight giggle.

"yes it is." you said, the smile on your face getting ever so bright. "but i think it's the only long term plan i have for my life."

jay's heart swelled. he utterly adored the way you said it. the smile on your face gave away all of your thoughts. he could read you clearly. he knew all about your silly thoughts of running away with him and living in a cottage in a little village. you've talked about it before.

and oh yes he remembers. he remembers every little thing you talk about and every tiny detail about you. it's his way of showing love. showing that you're being noticed, showing that you're being looked after, showing that he took interest in you, showing that he cared.

thinking about it, jay wanted to spend the rest of his life with you too. he loved you despite your imperfections. hell, he thought you were perfect. he loved how you always showed concern towards him. he loved how you appreciated the effort he puts into everything he does. he loves how you sense it when he's feeling down, and pull him into one of the softest hugs ever. "i will take away all of your worries baby" you'd say.

"does this mean i have to buy you a ring?" he says playfully and you narrow your eyes at him.

"is that what you inferred from what i've said?" you say pouting at him.

"i mean yes, but that also means i wanna get married to you too. so badly actually." he pressed his lips against yours, leaving a lingering peck, dripping with love.

moments like this, made you feel that this man was made just for you and you wouldn't trade him for the world.

neglect a queen

pairings: jay × afab!reader

genre: angst, fluff (ur girl is a sucker for)

warnings: first person pov(as always), drunk reader, mention of vodka, jealousy, kinda bratty reader, sweet call signs such as love, (hun)ey (idrk what to include lmk if i forgot to add sum)

word count: 1,631 words

“why did you drink so much? i told you to drink moderately, you barely even manage to drink five cups!” jay scolded me, but i’m so lightheaded to even care.

“stand straight or i’ll carry you right now!”

he knows i hate being carried like a baby. without a do, i immediately stood my ground holding his hand for my dear consciousness, with his other hand rested on my waist for support. anytime now i might passed out, i can’t even keep my eyelids open anymore.

i know i can’t handle alcohol like he can, at least, but i have no choice but to drink the pain away. for weeks, he’s been extremely busy, working so hard almost forgetting to stay at home. what’s funny is that he always have time to attend a night out with his bosses, be it for business or celebration, when he can’t even make plans with me. and all he said was he couldn't afford to miss it.

it’s not hard to tell that i’m jealous. with his work, yes. i want his attention more and more each passing day, and i can’t accept the fact that he can’t even tell earlier this morning!

“there’s a newly opened restaurant nearby, would you like to try it out later, hun? i reserved a seat for two people.” i smiled at him.

jay stopped at his track for a second then proceed to tying his necktie infront of the mirror.

“sorry, love, you know how busy i am lately. you can just bring your best friend, i won’t mind.” he utter fixing his hair.

i mind! i wanna scream so bad but as a mature girlfriend i am, i held back. resulting for me to drink with the girls instead of sulking in that fucking restaurant.

“who knows, he might be busy with something else other than his work?” i murmured pouring a vodka on my cup for the third time.

one of my friends gasp. “you can’t just say that! do you not trust your boyfriend? i’m pretty sure hardworking people only wants promotion so they won’t let themselves get distracted for a while. let’s understand them for now.”

“from experience?” another added, they clicked their glasses of wine.

“so, am i a distraction to him now? i can break-up with him right away, if only he told me so, you know?!” i know, i’m starting to lose control over my body– mouth right now. i need to stop drinking!

“oh no, you’re drunk. stop drinking or we’ll get scolded by your boyfriend!” my friend pointed at my other friend, “hey you, call jay immediately! oh gosh, this girl, really–”

i laughed maniacally. with hooded eyes, i lean against the front door when we reached our apartment then stare at jay. my forefinger touched the tip of his pointed nose, grinning without the teeth. i’m so drunk and sleepy, he held my waist so i won't fall.

jay stopped and stared at my current state like i’m hopeless.

“you...” suddenly, tears welled in the corner of my eyes as i remember the reason why i drank so much. i met his painful gaze, his pitiful eyes looking at me.

i want to him to kiss away the pain but can’t say it face to face because it’s embarrassing. or am i just too drunk?

“w-why did you even f-fetch me–” my voice hitched. i feel like a hand crushed my heart but it’s still beating loudly, so weird.

i gulp when his gaze turned intense.

“come again, y/n?” oh no. this isn’t good. he’s calling me by my name!

i smiled bitterly. instead of putting up a fight, i gave up immediately. i then lowered and shake my head.

“sorry...” almost a whisper escaped my lips. tears began to fall like rainfalls, my heart’s clenching so bad in agony.

you're so funny, y/n. the nerve to get mad at him then back down when he’s starting to get angry too. you’re literally hopeless. you’re pitiful.

those words stings too much i felt numb. maybe... i’m just too scared to disappoint him? is it bad to be conscious about how you make your partner feels? but then, how about him? did he really care about mine?

“come on, let’s get you change into comfortable clothes...” his voice instantly sounded calm, almost soothing this time.

i nodded weakly before letting him guide me inside.

“would you like to take a bath? i’ll help you...” jay handed me a glass of water once i was seated on a kitchen stool.

instead of answering him, i drink the water in one go. when i finished, he takes it out of my hold before putting it on the granite counter.

before i knew it, he was already squatting on the floor, leaning towards me. jay caress my cold palms carefully, still looking directly into my eyes, watching my lone expression.

“are you sober now?”

i nodded staring at the flat floor, refusing to meet his gaze.

“hmm. then are you alright? did something happened?” jay probed.

my lips twitched, “you have to rest now, jay. it’s late, you have to go to work early tomorrow morning...”

“i think the question is, are you alright, y/n?” he pulled my hands slightly making me glance at him. “you’re obviously not. can you tell me what exactly happened? did i do something that upset you? please, enlighten me, baby...” jay’s gentle caress against my knuckles makes me dizzy.

but then, even if i tell him what i feel or what is it all about, he still can’t do anything about it. work will always be his number one priority. it sucks, i know. but that's reality.

“you don’t have to worry about me. let’s prepare for bed immediately so you can rest, alright, love?” my cold palms made contact with his warm cheeks as i assure him it’s nothing serious.

he held it shaking his head and cage my hands in between his cheeks and palm.. “your eyes says otherwise, though. i won't let you sleep with a heavy heart, baby. it would only bother me as well. so please, enlighten me...” jay pressed a kiss on my fingers.

i rolled my eyes as my hands against his cheeks dropped, "fine! since you're so eager to know... it is your fault!" now i'm back to being the brat here.

jay only raised his brows. he slightly sighed in relief for an unknown reason. is he relief that i got out of my sulking but understanding girlfriend mode? well, let's see if he can handle a sulking brat!

"you're working too hard lately, i like that about you. but you rarely- no, you don't bring me to dates because of it so i also hate it!" i crossed my arms on my chest looking sideways with furrowed eyebrows.

he nodded slowly understanding why i am suddenly acting up. "hmm. is that it?"

my lips parted in shock. what does he mean by that? that whatever the reason why i'm sulking is just THAT?

"ha! are you serious? jay, you've been very busy that i had to sleep alone and wake up with you getting ready to leave the apartment for almost two weeks!. it's almost like i don't have a boyfriend anymore..."

it stunned him for a bit.

“you– did you really felt that?” now, he looks confuse as hell.

“but then again, i understand. i am a little bit immature,” i glared at him when i said that, “but i know how to handle my emotions now. you don't have to worry about me.” i pouted even tho i mean it. my feet fidgeting, drawing circles around the tiled floor.

jay shook his head then held my face close.

“no, no, love. thank you, for being honest about this matter. thank you for telling me how you truly feel. i don't want you to hold back if you feel like i am upsetting you unintentionally or even intentionally at that.”

our eyes met and i saw the longing that’s been hiding behind his chocolate brown eyes.

“i love it when you let me see through you. i love it when you bare your soul to me as i bare mine to you too. i want to know what you think of everything so you don’t have to keep all these to yourself. i promised to understand you all the time, didn't i?” jay caress my cheeks full of tears now.

i nodded, sniffing not breaking our eye contact.

“i’m sorry if i made you feel neglected, you know i would never do that– or i would never want that to happen. i’ll do my best to be better and treat you like a queen you are.”

i wrapped my arms around jay’s nape and buried my sobs on his neck. moments of silence enveloped us that only our heavy breathing can be heard. it wasn't uncomfortable unlike what i felt with other people, more like a peaceful silence. like a home.

“promise to take me to a romantic dinner date on the weekend?” my voice quivered when i tried to speak.

i heard him laugh a bit, hugging me back caressing my exposed arms.

“i’ll take you to wherever you like, tomorrow. i finally got promoted so i have an even more flexible schedule.” jay whispered and i felt my ears clapped!

“as you should! you should never neglect a queen ever again...”

jay laughed even more. “i apologize, my queen.” i smiled.

hi! i wrote this like last month then suddenly got tired of it so i left it unfinished and since i wanna get rid of my mental block, here it is! finished product in the house, babe lol pls enjoy reading and lmk what u think abt this. the first few scenes were actually my personal favourite ^·^ stay safe and love y'all~

ok */crrjes

come to bed?

fluffy! hyunjin x reader,

2am, you quietly enter your home. it’s dark, it’s quiet, no sign of hyunjin.

the smell of freshly baked bread still lingers after hyunjin spent the evening trying to recreate his mother’s apple bread.

tiptoeing into the bedroom, you’re careful not to wake your sleeping boyfriend.

dropping your bags, you hear shuffling coming from the bed.

“baby?” hyunjin peeks from under the covers.

“oh- i’m sorry! did i wake you?” you worry.

“no, no, i’ve been up for a while. come to bed?” he ushers you.

“i will, need to shower first though.” you reassure your impatient lover.

he whines in protest as you bend to give him a quick kiss on the forehead before you maliciously abandon him yet again.

you hurriedly shower, eager to finally get some time with hyunjin after your long night.

finally climbing into your comfortable bed, hyunjin turns around to wrap his arms around you and hold you impossibly close, placing a few very soft kisses along your crown.

“how was it? did you have fun?” he asks, brushing your hair through his fingers.

“i guess it was fun, missed you though. it’s just hard to have fun being away from-”

her.

there’s that familiar sound again.

“i got it, you’re tired, go to sleep.” he spoke before kissing your forehead and unbinding you from each other.

rolling over and grabbing the baby monitor from his bedside, hyunjin mutes it before hopping out of bed.

he’s already heading out the door of your bedroom before you could say a word.

he told you to stay but you can’t help it. you follow behind him quickly, a man on a mission, his long legs carrying faster than yours ever could this late into the night.

nearly out of breath, placing your hands on his hips, you peek from behind hyunjin.

normally he would jump at the sudden touch from behind, but he was far too focused on the issue at hand.

“aigoo~ why is my baby crying?” he coos as he gently picks her up from her crib. he holds her gently in his arms and begins to ever-so-lightly rock her.

almost immediately she stops crying.

all you can do is sit back and watch in awe.

hyunjin has always been the favorite between the two of you, but you don’t really mind. she’s still your baby and of course she still loves you with all the emotion she can process at six months old.

she’s such a daddy’s girl and it absolutely melts your heart.

you sit on the chair in the corner of the room, overwhelmed with drowsiness. through tired eyes, you watch your boyfriend sing a makeshift song to try and get your daughter back to sleep.

“i think she’s hungry” he says as he turns to you sitting behind him.

except you’re sound asleep.

so once he’s finished feeding your daughter and putting her back to sleep, he gently scoops you from the chair, careful not to wake you— though not successful— and takes you back to bed.

you let out a whine in protest of him disturbing your sleep, but that doesn’t stop him from ensuring you’re comfortable. he tucks you in before then tucking himself in, settling into your previous position with your limbs intertwined, and placing kisses on your temple with some incoherent whispers in between.

forget his career, he’d rather spend his life taking care of the two of you if it meant moments like this.

a/n: i literally wrote this months ago and never posted it but baby fever got the best of me 💔

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

WORD COUNT › 10.2k+

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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insanely accurate, or am I just insanely delusion

୨꣒ ｡ㅤ｡ㅤpublic display of affection.

엔하이픈 ୨୧ female reader one thousand established relationship ⠀⎯⠀⠀ kissing skinship ( other )

heeseung

without any sort of warning and at the most haphazard time, would slap his hand on your thigh. not hard enough to hurt you but hard enough to make you jolt as you listen to your friends talk.

would love to put his chin on top of your head. during a hug or just by walking ridiculously close to you, body hitting yours, giggling with you.

would pull you in his embrace whenever he feels like you are getting embarrassed, over a silly joke or because you did something you find shameful for. would coo a pet name in your ear while he rocks your bodies side to side.

would always feed you a bite of his food whenever you are out to eat. at the beginning of your relationship, it would make you a bit shy. however, you will grew used to it.

jongseong

would have that habit of, whenever you have to sit in a room with a bunch of people in it, pull you on his laps without thinking too much about it. which you grew accustomed to.

when you talk, sliding his hand on the back of your head and humming while you talk. the public around you would fade, his lips would find your forehead gently.

would slap your butt slightly when no one is looking— with no thoughts except teasing you a bit. eyes staring directly into your widened ones before giving you a peck on your agape mouth.

would drap his arm around your shoulder, after switching your position so he can be by the side of he road, pulling you close and kissing the top of your head.

jaeyun

obviously would love when you wear jeans or any pants with pockets in the back. especially because he would be able to slide his hand in it, so smoothly, you would barely notice.

would wrap his arms around you whenever he feels like it, giving you a warm back hug during your conversation with one of your colleagues. putting his chin on your shoulder, giving you a peck on the neck.

would whisper things in your ear that never fails to make you giggle. which would tend to annoy the people around you at first, thinking that you are both making fun of them. but really, he would just compliment you.

would be beyond dramatic if he has to leave you. leaving pecks on your lips over and over — claiming that he would leave after another one. and, would definitely send you kisses as he gets out of your sight.

sunghoon

would slide his fingers in between yours and kiss your hand gently. there would be a ticklish, vibrant-like feeling against your skin as he hums along your words.

would love to randomly bump into you, and proceed to act like nothing happened as he stays glued to you after doing so. looking straight in front of him, he would continue to walk while talking you with him.

would put his hand on your lower back, always. it would be like a must for him; to prevent you from falling when you walk or rub his thumb against your clothing to give you some reassurance.

as he would stand a few meters away from you, with no sort of physical contacts, his gaze would linger on you. a charming wink will he sent to you when you would make eye contact.

sunoo

would lean on your really often. his head especially, just because he would feel like it. his hand would find your waist and he would pull closer, his eyes would shut close, his cheek would rest on your shoulder.

would play with your hair as you talk. patting your head or twirling a strand around his finger with s lovesick smile spreading across his face.

as you walk, would present you his arm so you can lock it with him. it would be his favorite way of moving outside, because you can lean on him while you laugh and he can whisper in your ear.

always would shower in compliments in front of everyone who wants to hear it, or even those who doesn’t. ‘she is so cute right’ or ‘her hair are beautiful’ slipping from out before he would even realize it.

jungwon

would have his hand all over you, all the time, any time. your waist would be the object of his obsession. would hold it affectionately, rub it reassuringly, squeeze it protectively—would never let go.

would love to fidget with your fingers, the on it rings, the jewelry around your wrist or the one around your neck while he listens to you talk.

wouldn’t wait for anyone to look for taking the opportunity to kiss your neck, or your shoulder. would contemplate these specific spots until his eyes start burning before putting his lips on them.

would love to draw circles with his fingertips on the back of your hand or right in the center of your palm. which would often tickle you.

riki

would have that feeling of crumbling to pieces if he is one centimeter away from you. following you around as if he was a little duck, would hold your hand firmly as if you might vanish he doesn’t.

gaze lingering on you, a sweet smile toying on his lips, nodding while you talk. would get suddenly shy when you catch him, even more than usual with the people surrounding you, and would his his face in your shoulder as he giggles.

would often be extremely immersed in his chatting with his friends. but when he suddenly remembers that you are there— he wouldn’t be able to, to be frank— would turn to you and cup you face gently and ask you if you are okay.

when sitting next to you, would press his thighs against yours gently. although, he would certainly already be holding your hand— he would love being pressed against you.

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# FATHER FIGURE .

synopsis: girl dad jay hcs pairing: dad! jay x f! reader warnings: pregnancy, fluff sav notes: girl dad jay is one of my favorite thoughts. i i think jay would be the best girl dad. wc: > 500 DOLLHOUSE..

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girl-dad jay! who mentally prepared himself for his daughter and her arrival. knowing this was going to be a huge change in his life, and he was ready for it. jay was scared of being a parent, but once his little girl was born, he was ready.

girl-dad jay! who spoils his little princess rotten when she’s born.

girl dad jay! who wakes up in the middle of the night to make his daughter milk and get her back to sleep. he doesn’t care about loosing sleep, just getting his daughter to sleep.

girl dad jay! who plays princess with his toddler. wearing crowns and playing tea party with her.

girl dad jay! who finds himself buying his daughter princess gowns and princess heels because his daughter mentioned she loves them

girl dad jay! who brushes and braids his daughter’s hair at night.

girl dad jay! who lets his daughter paint his nails.

girl dad jay! who shows up to all his daughters school events, (stepping up, school dance recitals, school plays)

girl dad jay! who brags about his successful daughter to all his friends

girl dad jay! who fills the fridge with all his daughters favorites, even when she only mentioned she liked it ONCE

girl dad jay! who misses his daughter when she’s at a sleep over or friends house. he’s so used to her company since it’s only the two of them

girl dad jay! who attempts to scare away his daughter’s first boyfriend because he’s afraid of loosing his princess

girl dad jay! who (jokingly) threatens his daughter’s current boyfriend. making sure his princess is treated like a princess

girl dad jay! who still refers to his only daughter as his princess, because she’s genuinely the light of his life.. the person who made him a better man today.

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TEXT. SHOWING THEM OFF

PAIRING bf!enhypen hyung line x reader (maknae line here!)

GENRE fluff, sns

WARNINGS none i don't think? pls tell me to add if i missed it c:

A/N gasp almost forgot jay 😰 srry yall i have amnesia from time 2 time 😢

## LEE HEESEUNG

## PARK SUNGHOON

## SIM JAEYUN // SIM JAKE

## PARK JAY

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