ʬʬ. ! LAST FRIDAY NIGHT ﹙ THINK WE KISSED ﹚
𝒏o𝓉ℯs. park jongseong with fem!reader 𖥔 ݁ enemies but secretly in love and oblivious, fluff. LIB? word count `3377 warnings. lots of cursing! unedited.
JAY VER: mutual hate f2e JAKE VER. SUNGHOON VER.
"what the fuck, piggy!" you feel jay's feet against the side of the waist before his voice reaches your ears. kicked out of bed and rolled onto the floor, that's how your mornings with jay start.
"what the hell is this!" he shouts again and when you turn to look at him you find yourself questioning the same,"what the hell is that!" a litter of pretty lipstick marks all over him, collarbones to neck to jaw to face. and keyword: lips.
"you tell me! what the hell does it look like?" if it were some other time you'd have laughed your ass off at the horrified look on his face, but the very familiar shade of color on him, the one you always wear because you're quite literally obsessed with it has you horrified as well at the realization. there's no way you did that, with park jay? no no no.
"don't tell me we-"
"i have my boxers on and you're still in that ugly fucking dress so no we did not," his words are like a shower of relief to you. however to jay, it is also something else. sure he is glad you did not do anything but that dress you have on? it's not ugly, it is everything but ugly. you look so pretty in it, like a doll and he thinks it's probably the reason why he let you kiss him all up.
"you better have something to say because i don't understand how this happened," his hands rub over the marks he can see while you sit on the floor trying to remember last night. you went to a college party, and you met jay there, and having the same group of mutual friends you remember playing drinking games. a shot of tequila when you refused to kiss jay for a dare and that's where your memory fails you.
"i don't remember," you say simply, watching jay get of bed and into the bathroom.
"i don't either so let's just call it truce and forget,"
sighing in resignation, you take a look around the room, going over to the mirror to scan yourself. there under the shadow of your ear you spot something purple, a touch and it hurt. pushing your hair out of the way, you take a closer look at it. pupils dilating upon the realization that it's a hickey. with a mortified look in your eyes, you pull down at the collar of your dress to find more. a litter of it mirroring jay's kiss marks. and when you shift on your legs to inspect the other side of your neck, you feel a sting on the skin of your thighs. no way no way please no. you pray as you lift the skirt of your dress, but it's all in vain for you find bruises on the plush of your thighs, in the shapes of handprints, one on each.
you scream. you scream scream and jay is rushing out with a towel hanging low on his waist,"what! what happened!"
there's no time to feel the heat in your cheeks at sight of his naked figure, you are too traumatized by the possibilities of the events that could have happened between you two to even acknowledge the pounding of your heart on noticing the droplets of water cascading down the valley of his chest.
you show him what you had to see and in comes a scream from him.
"oh my god, fuck off before we find more things!"
"missy piggy is all dressed up," he looked you up once, coming to a halt just a step away from where you sat at the kitchen counter turned bar. he couldn't deny you looked good though, he almost lost his breath when he spotted you across the room. there were some loopholes in this weird relationship you had and he couldn't seem to accept it. he found you attractive and he was disgusted with himself for that. out of all the fishes in the sea it just had to be you. his little weakness, the pretty dress.
you wave your hand at his face,"whatever," jay doesn't like the way you just dismiss him, closing in on you blocking your view of whichever guy you were eyeing. whichever guy was hot enough to have your attention away from him.
"you wanna play some games?" his hand goes over to circle the top of your cup, noticing the orange juice in there.
"what game?"
"truth and dare, all our friends are gathering there to play," he wasn't interested to join earlier, but watching you fixated on some guys is itching him to take you away and get your ass busy.
hours later and he's in a circle, all drunk sitting right across you. 'kiss kiss kiss!" the chants go around with the bottle stopped right between your two. if he'd been sober, he would've left the second someone proposed for a kiss but with his mind all hazy right now, all he can think about is how your lips would feel on his. if the pretty shade on them would taste as sweet as they look.
to say he was disappointed when you chose to drink it out would be an understatement. jay felt no more purpose in the game, leaving as soon as you excused yourself. with your wobbly steps you sway your way to the dance floor, almost falling over yourself before jay has his hands around you, keeping you afloat.
"watch your step, pretty," he whispers into your ear.
"pretty? what happened to piggy?" there is a slight flinch in you when you whisper back, growing conscious of the proximity.
"piggies can be pretty sometimes," his hands move lower to your hips, gripping lightly as the music changes to one of sensual hues. body moving together to the sultry notes.
"we're dancing," turning to face the rather drunk boy, you trace a finger over the exposed skin of his chest. jay's sure you can feel the fast thumping of his heart under your pretty little soft tips but honestly he couldn't care less right now. the alcohol in his brain messing with his feelings. a mushy daze of everything he's ever felt for you, from middle school to college.
"together," you breathe out staring at the plump of his lips and jay feels this weird sparkling thing where his stomach twists and turns but in a good way,"apparently," all these people around, so many attractive faces he could have latched onto yet he can't imagine himself swaying away with anyone else, it just feels wrong for some reason.
"and we hate each other," the reminder is like a fresh breeze across his fuzzy mind, no matter where he looks he can't seem to feel the hatred right now,"mhm," jay reaches out with a delicate touch, watching your dazed eyes in a trance as you scan him, muzzling into his hand when he tucks a stray strand of your hair behind your ear in a faint caress. after that it's a silence between you two, not the one where you usually think of ripping each other's hair off but perhaps one where you're thinking to eating each other's face off. at least that's all jay can think about.
you were drunk and he should have seen it coming. at some point you leave him hanging in the middle of the floor only for him to find you amidst a crowd of screams, letting it all loose on an elevated platform with a pole, right towards the front. twerking your ass off and instead of being embarrassed out of his wits jay rather feels this warm fluffy feeling. a conjured up image of a sober him driving to bars and clubs to pick up a drunk you as you shout 'baby' while running into his arms.
no what the fuck, what am i thinking. he is baffled at his own imagination. enemies to lovers trope is so not his thing. it should never be his thing. right?
"come on you need some fresh air," spotting a few guys eyeing you in the wrong way, jay is quite literally picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder before walking out the house into the backyard.
"i was having so much fun there! why did you bring me out here!" you shout, still feeling the loud music ringing in your ears.
"you were having too much fun, you needed to touch some grass," he tries shushing you, flicking lightly at your forehead.
you ignore him, too tired and used to, to bicker back,"there's a pool here?" the excitement in your voice makes him laugh, y'all have probably been sitting here for five minutes, and you've only noticed the big ass pool now. but well, with the amount of alcohol you both have in your system right now it's a miracle you're still conscious and otherwise a little sane.
"why, you wanna skinny dip?" he knows that's exactly what you would want to do, if you could. he hasn't known you for ten years for just nothing. all those fights and bickerings and make ups, he's sure he knows you more than your friends and more than you know yourself. and he's always followed you whenever you weren't following him. doing everything you did just to get a chance at annoying you.
"can we go in there?" no.
tonight he'd like to stay dry and cozy.
"it's cold, i ain't doing this," he reprimands, squinting his eyes in the distance, a look away from you to tell you he's not having it.
however it's not like you listen anyway, at least not to him.
it's like second nature at this point, running after you. be it to get on your nerves or to secretly protect you,"piggy!" he snaps up at once at the sound of you skipping down the patio. albeit almost slipping and cracking your head open on the way. jay doesn't know if he should be worried more about ending up in the hospital or getting in there with you all wet and close.
he's been in the pool with girls before but he's not been in the pool with you since you were like eleven and friends and not hit by puberty yet, in your ugly loose swim shirts and pants, hair all over in a mess with no idea about romance.
"slow down will you, i can't be bothered to drive you to medics if you break a leg or something," he whines, feeling the water soaking up the clothes against his skin as he carefully walks down the stairs leading into the pool. two steps behind with his hand reaching out to steady you incase you decide to slip again.
"try to catch me!" you yell, putting in all efforts to move as far from him as you could.
"do i look like i need to try?" his hands loop around your wrists in a moment, pulling you against his chest is a low splash. arms going around the waist as he locks eyes with yours. the palm of your hands find refuge on his chest playing with the undone buttons when the hard pounding of his heart reverberates against your skin. you're nervous, he's nervous.
"why do you hate me?" he asks.
"because you do," you answer and jay's confused. what?
"why do you hate me?" you ask him. and as expected,"because you do,"
realizing it's all a big misunderstanding, jay can't help but feel his heart race faster if that is even possible,"i don't really hate you," the pout on your lips falters his gaze, looking down to avoid his breath stopping right there and then. "neither do i," a low whisper, softly adjusting the fallen strap of your dress. he scans you over once, his little weakness, the pretty dress. no, it's you, you always know what to wear have him weak in the knees.
"your lipstick is pretty-" you look so damn pretty he wants to say, brown orbs lingering on the shine radiating off your lips.
you're both drunk, and it's probably the only time he'll be able to say it. i can do it! jay swears.
however before he can even utter a syllable, the slippery gloss of your cherry lipstick slide against his lips. feeling the plush of your lips pressing onto his own, like a step into heaven. eyes open and motionless, taking a hard time to let it sink in while you're there moving your lips, catching his bottom lip between in a gentle bite.
"pi- piggy-" when you pull away for a split second only to jump onto him, his hands immediately grabbing the back of your thighs resting them around him, trembling at the tension he feels to dive right back in to a kiss.
"shut up," you begin leaving a trail of marks starting at his neck—
that's where you scream, pulling jay out of the flashbacks. he sits on his bed, tracing his lips in a trance after you've left. he had no idea how to face you after remembering all that while you still seemed to have no clue. how he knows your lipstick tastes sweet and bitter and how you don't know that he knows that.
he takes out his phone, a faint memory of a picture. searching through his gallery is not even necessary, on the top in a grand glory he finds the photo of you perched on his lap on his bed, head tucked into his neck where one can definitely catch glimpse of your fluttering kisses.
he can't seem to recall about the hickeys on your neck, and how you got to his room. but he's sure he will in a few days. hoping you'd too until then.
for now he'll post this. there's nothing better than getting under your skin. figuratively and literally.
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pairing: ex boyfriend!jongseong x afab!reader
genre: fluff, exes to lovers, slight angst
summary: your best friend, who is your ex boyfriend returns to town and offers to help you cook for Thanksgiving. What if his only intention wasn't to cook and he misses you too much to not kiss you?
word count: 1.2k
warnings: kissing — making out sort of, could be called slightly suggestive
a/n: Hi hi, seeing how bomb Jay looked the other day made me crave writing for him so here it is 🥹 thank you for your support on my previous works, please don't forget to give feedback since it's highly appreciated here!! Please enjoy 💖
"I think we should just give up, to be honest." You broke your silence, wiping the droplets of sweat that was starting to form on your forehead.
You were frustrated and tired, definitely regretting your decision of inviting everyone over to your place for the upcoming Thanksgiving.
What were you thinking? You weren't even confident in your cooking.
"We're a little bit too late in this to give up, don't you think, sweetheart?" Your bestfriend, Jay, responded to you, still holding the knife in his hands as he kept cutting the ingredients for your planned course of meals.
Being the angel he is, he offered to come help you cook, only because he missed being with you in the kitchen, just like the old days.
You sighed, having flashbacks of your previous relationships status with him once he briefly turned your way, giggling adorably when he noticed the familiar grumpy look on your face.
Same as he did a year ago, maybe he wasn't so changed after all, you thought, since the look in his eyes were still the same.
Filled with nothing but love, shinning for you.
"Just bare with me for thirty minutes until I'm done cutting these .." he suggested, ".. then we can take a break and rest, I can even massage your back, okay?"
You simply nodded as you stared at his figure from behind, unable to stop yourself from having deja vu's, which didn't help you focus on the food before you that was waiting to be cooked.
You missed him and it was really hard to ignore when he was this close, yet not close enough to you at the same time.
Just a year ago, the guy who has been your best friend since the age of 12 opened up to you about his feelings, asking you out to be his girlfriend after all those years of gathering his courage up.
Luckily for him, you were sharing the same feelings, which led you both to the best 4 months of your lives as each other's partners on the following short period of time.
It was all perfect; you were living together, about the finish collage together, had so many plans and dreams that you shared since the day you met in the playground when you two were only 7 years old.
But it all crumbled into million pieces when Jay had to move to live abroad, in America, due to family problems.
You knew each other too well to fake the "we can work this out despite the distances" crap, since neither of you believed in long distance relationships, not at all.
So, that was how your relationship come to an unfortunate end, without a real closure cause none of you let the other one go till the last moment, till the moment he stepped into that plane and flew away.
Flew away and left nothing behind.
It's been a year after his leave, a year that passed by with none of you daring to contact the other, and he was back.
He was back for you actually, but the problems was that, he couldn't man up to tell you that just yet.
The aftermath of leaving the love of his life behind was worse than Jay ever imagined, even breathing became hard for him every day he spent not hearing from you.
It just wasn't working for him, not without you.
So, after maybe trillions of arguments and deep talks with his family, he managed to set himself free, to come back here — to come back to you, his home.
It hasn't even been a month since he was back in town, and admittedly, it was hard to adjust back to his presence, but not harder than when he left.
You just had to keep reminding yourself that he wasn't your boyfriend but just a friend now, your best friend, like the old days.
Thankfully, you had other stuff to distract yourself with from him being present again, such as getting hired for your dream job, which was the main reason why you wanted to host the Thanksgiving this year.
It was a well intended idea but considering your lazy personality, maybe it wasn't the best choice you made, and plus, adding up the struggle you had with having Jay around you, it felt nothing other than a recklessly made decision.
But that seemed to be your new vibe, being reckless I mean, cause there you where staring at the thin thread of blood that was running down from your index finger, blinking your eyes a few times in confusion.
"Ouch," You let out, feeling the sting on the tip of your finger, holding it under water with a rush.
"Are you okay?"
Jay ran to you with worried eyes, instinctly placing his hands on yours as he somewhat hugged you from behind.
"Did you cut yourself?"
"Yeah but it's not big,"
"Where's the first aid kit—"
"Jay calm down," you grabbed him by the arm, pulling him back to yourself as you turned off the tap. "See, it can barely be called a cut," you said, showing him your hand, "a bandaid will do, don't worry, okay?"
He nodded as response, reaching the drawer behind you to take out a bandaid for your finger. That's where you both kept them, before he moved out, of course.
A hint of warmth spread through his whole body when he noticed that you didn't change the place of anything, including the kitchen tools and even the bandaids, his heart suddenly started to beat out of his chest with the thought of you still having feelings for him of a sort.
"No, let me." He objected once you reached to took the bandaid from him, not allowing you since he wanted to put it on himself, standing in front of you while you were leaning against the counter, with no more then a few inches existing between your bodies.
You cleared your throat, feeling overwhelmed by the proximity as he was wrapping the bandaid around the tip of your finger carefully, his lips formed into a cute pout that you loved to kiss so much.
That thought became even more prominent once he looked up at you with loving eyes, holding your injured hand in his soft palms.
"Jay—" you whispered when he placed his forehead against yours, stepping impossibly closer to you, his hands now resting on the both sides of your hips.
"Hm?"
"We s-shouldn't," You stuttered, eyes focused on his plump lips, "this is bad."
The contrast of your words and your actions made Jay chuckle, as he tilted his head while pushing his face to yours, the tip of his nose gently brushing past yours.
He closed his eyes, licking his lips before finally pressing them onto yours, a small whimper escaping from his mouth due to the contact he was craving to feel for a year.
He dug his nails onto your skin over your clothes, pressing his body on you as his lips fervently moved against yours, dancing under a messy kiss with so much love and compassion.
You were panting when he broke the kiss to stop himself from going even further, his longing for you turning into a burning lust the more he felt your hands holding on his body, your delicate touches flipping a switch that he didn’t know existed in him.
"Maybe," he mummbled, pecking the corner of your lips before locking his eyes on yours, "but what if this is a good kind of bad, hm y/n?"
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enhypen reaction: their s/o wearing their clothes
genre: fluff a/n: making a comeback from my 4 month long hiatus >:) oh how i missed this blog :( i haven’t written anything in a while so i apologize if this is a little mediocre (ᴗ_ ᴗ。) reminder: if you have any requests, i encourage you to leave them in my inbox bc am currently brain dead atm (but no pressure ofc ৻( •̀ ᗜ •́ ৻) )
heeseung ´ˎ˗
↳ poor hee had the misfortune of waking up to you not being there, so he went off to find you. you were in the bathroom getting ready for the day, when heeseung came in and lazily clung onto you. you smiled to yourself and continued on with your routine as you normally would. once you were finished, you turned around to a very sleepy heeseung, who had a tiny smile on his face. "hi hee~" you brushed the hairs out of his eyes. "hi honey," he hummed, "you look really cute wearing my hoodie." you looked down then back up, "really?" "mhm, you look so tiny." he giggled as he placed a soft peck to your forehead, nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck right after. for the rest of the day, he'll just randomly bring up the fact that you were wearing his hoodie and tease you for it, but then he'll compliment you because he is whipped <3 btw, i love you hee :(
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jay ´ˎ˗
↳ jay had given you his jacket one night after you came over, and it had been vibing in your wardrobe ever since. you had a shopping date with him today, and so you went into your closet and pulled out jay's your jacket. when you met up with him at the mall, he too wouldn't notice the jacket, but he'd still compliment you on how gorgeous you looked. it wasn't until you both were in the food court for a short break when he would finally realize it. "y/n is that my jacket?" you furrowed your eyebrows and looked down, "i think so." you softly chuckled. "i was looking for that everywhere! you look beautiful wearing my clothes." you got shy and covered your face, but your boyfriend wasn't done embarrassing you yet, "you know, you should wear my clothes more often. in fact, keep that jacket, i'll just buy another one so we can match." ever since then, jay would "accidentally" leave his clothes at your place whenever he'd come over, you know, just in case he forgets his clothes the next time he comes over <3 which is impossible since his entire closet was basically at your house now and if that wasn't enough, he'd give you some to take whenever you'd came over. and yes, you do have matching clothes.
jake ´ˎ˗
↳ staying the weekend over at jake's, you decided to get ready for bed after a long night of playing video games. however, you forgot your pjs at home, which you mentally slapped yourself for. you decided to borrow some of your boyfriend's clothes-- you went into jake's closet and grabbed a shirt and sweats, before heading back into the bathroom to change. returning to bedroom, jake was already cozy in bed on his phone, that changed once you got in with him. he tossed his phone aside and immediately cuddled you close to him. that's when he noticed how your clothes looked just like his. "y/n, either we have the same shirt, or that's mine?" "it is yours, silly. i'm just borrowing it for the night. your sweatpants too." he would just shrug it off and cuddle closer to you, and tighter. like trust me, he's not gonna let you go for the rest of the night, REGARDLESS OF ANYTHING. too hot? he probably is too, but he's still gonna hold you close. need to use the restroom? simply, no <3 (you get the point) he just goes full-on clingy mode-- tbh he's always clingy like i've stated before, but you in his clothes just triggers something in him OkAy?
sunghoon ´ˎ˗
↳ what started off as just a movie date between you two, was now a group rendezvous since the others decided to crash. you guys had finished the movie a while ago, but the others still wanted to keep the night going. and so, here you guys were singing karaoke. everyone else had gotten up and began singing and dancing along to some song, while you and sunghoon watched amusingly at the chaotic scene, before you got up discreetly to sunghoon's room. your boyfriend didn't notice that you had left, too reveled in the silliness of his members. you came back and made yourself comfy in your old spot in his arms. he turned to look at you, immediately noticing the new piece of clothing you had put on. "well well well," he softly tugged on the hoodie, "y/n's a thief. how dare you steal my clothes." "i was cold, hoon." "really? or are you just that in love with me? ah~~ such a simp for me." yeah expect to get teased in all sorts of ways for the rest of the night. but also brace yourself for how clingy he's gonna be after the others were gone, and yes, you do use that to tease him cause two can play at that game >:)
sunoo ´ˎ˗
↳ it was a windy day when you and sunoo decided to go to the park. he informed you that it was going to be cold, and reminded you to wear a jacket. and of course, you didn't. before leaving, sunoo asked you one last time, and you again said you didn’t need it. yeah, in hindsight, you should’ve listened to him, because you were indeed cold. but being the stubborn one you are, you refused to show that you were freezing, and would deny it whenever he would ask too. you two were sitting on a bench, when you were suddenly hit with an extremely cold breeze that caused you to slightly shiver. you had done a good job at pretending so far, but you could no longer fake it. sunoo let out a sigh, "i told you it was gonna be cold, now didn’t i?" "i didn't know it was gonna be that cold." you asserted. there was a brief silence between you both, until you heard the sound of sunoo rustling besides you-- he took off his coat and wrapped it around your shoulders. "wait- sunoo- what about-" "don't worry about me, i'll be fine." "but, won't you get cold?" sunoo smiled at your concern for his well being, he patted your head assuringly. "it's ok, you need it more. but next time, please bring a jacket when i ask you to." the two of you sat there on the bench for while, talking about whatever topic got dragged into the conversation. the entire time, sunoo would visibly blush at the sight of you in his coat, the way it hung loosely around your figure, how small it made you look, and just how cute you looked in general. he would even giggle out of no where which confused you. "you're so adorable, y/n, i don’t know what to do."
jungwon ´ˎ˗
↳ not being able to fall asleep, the two of you had a spontaneous idea to go on a late night walk. you both scrambled out of bed and quickly slipped on some warmer clothes. jungwon had finished before you and not wanting to keep him waiting, you grabbed the nearest coat (his coat) and hurriedly rushed to the front door. won probably wouldn't notice right away since it just seemed like a plain black coat. but after analyzing you for bit and seeing how unusually large the jacket was on you, he'd realize it was his but would choose not to say anything. throughout your walk, he would steal so many glances at you, muttering compliments under his breath, and would caress your hand or shoulder (depends if he was holding your hand or had his arm around you.) he might even randomly pull the hood over your eyes in the middle of your sentence and giggle at your expression when he pulls it back a bit to see your face. when you two get back home, he'll offer to take the jacket back while also emphasizing that it was his. "here, i'll put my jacket away." "that was yours?" "yeah, did you not know?" again chuckles at your confused expression as you nod your head. "hm, you're so cute, y/n." he poked at your cheek.
riki (ni-ki) ´ˎ˗
↳ you had randomly woken up in the middle of the night feeling cold. i mean, you were only wearing shorts and short sleeve after all. you carefully escaped from riki's grasp and reached over for the hoodie that rested on the chair. he could feel your movement as you made yourself comfy again, causing him to stir in his sleep. his eyes softly fluttered open, as he cluelessly called for you, "y/n?" "hm?" "did something happen?" "just cold, that's all. sorry, riki." he'll just brush it off and hold you close to him, instantly falling back asleep. the following morning, he woke up to the sight of you already awake, scrolling through your phone. you smiled at him as he scanned your figure, letting out a chuckle through his nose as he tugged on his hoodie. "now where did this come from?" "i got cold so i put it on last night." "hm. ok." he shrugged it off. usually, he would tease you for something like this, but he didn't have the energy for that right now. he snuggled close to you, resting his head on top of yours. and between you and i, it was mostly so you wouldn't see the smile that he was trying his best to suppress. riki just refuses to show how shy you make him feel, and the fact you were wearing his clothes made him feel so flustered. he'll try easing his shyness by letting out deep breaths, but overall, he's just basking in the giddiness he felt. but beware, you WILL be teased.
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4) from state farm?
synopsis - jake, being the clumsy guy he is, accidentally follows you from the official enhypen account on twitter. this leads to your life taking a full 180 and having to deal with being in the public eye.
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heeseung's eyes widen in surprise as you lean in and kiss him on the lips.
he freezes for a moment, processing the unexpected gesture.
slowly, a smile tugs at the corners of his lips, and his cheeks flush lightly.
"wow, where did that come from, pretty girl?"
he pulls you into his lap, holding you close to him.
"not that I'm complaining," he murmurs softly, still smiling.
heeseung leans in to kiss you back, his lips lingering on yours.
"i could definitely get used to this,"
rest of the members below !!
𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗝𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗦𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗚 (박종성)
jay blinks a few times, momentarily stunned by the unexpected kiss.
a smirk quickly forms on his lips, and he raises an eyebrow in playful amusement.
"bold move,"
he gently cups your face with one hand, his thumb brushing against your cheek.
"i like it, baby"
jay pulls you into a tight embrace, his other hand resting on the small of your back.
"you should do that more often," he murmurs against your lips
he gives you one more lingering kiss on the forehead.
𝗦𝗜𝗠 𝗝𝗔𝗘𝗬𝗨𝗡 (심재윤)
jake's eyes widen in genuine surprise as you plant a kiss on his lips. (HIS PUPPY EYES FKJDSKLFJDSLFKJD:F)
a soft blush spreads across his cheeks, making him look even cuter.
"wow, I didn't see that coming,"
he gazes at you with love (OH MY GOD.)
jake shyly takes your hand, his thumb gently rubbing the back of it.
"you're full of surprises, aren't you?" he asks, a smile spreading across his face.
he leans in for another kiss, his lips lingering for a moment.
"i love it," he whispers, his forehead resting against yours
𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗡 (박성훈)
sunghoon's eyes widen in shock as you kiss him on the lips, completely catching him off guard.
"what just happened?"
he nervously runs a hand through his hair, avoiding eye contact as he tries to compose himself.
he fidgets awkwardly, glancing at you with wide eyes, his blush deepening.
"i mean… not that I didn't like it," he mumbles, his voice barely above a whisper.
he takes a deep breath, finally looking at you before leaning in for a kiss.
𝗞𝗜𝗠 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗢𝗢 (김선우)
his eyes widen in surprise, and a radiant smile spreads across his face.
sunoo's cheeks flush a delicate pink
he reaches up to touch the spot where you kissed him, his eyes softening with affection.
"what just happened?"
he would look so clueless, trying to process what had just happened.
"did you just kiss me?"
𝗬𝗔𝗡𝗚 𝗝𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗪𝗢𝗡 (양정원)
jungwon's eyes widen in shock as you kiss him on the lips, catching him completely off guard.
he hesitates for a split second, stunned by your unexpected move.
a deep flush spreads across his cheeks, but he doesn't pull away.
"what was that, angel?"
jungwon leans in closer, his hand gently resting on your waist.
"you're full of surprises,"
he kisses you back
as he pulls back slightly, his gaze locks with yours
"i think I like this side of you," he whispers (@$U#JKDLFRFD)
𝗡𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔 𝗥𝗜𝗞𝗜 (西村力)
he blinks a few times, processing everything.
a playful grin spreads across his face, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
"well, that was unexpected,"
riki leans in closer, his hands gently finding their place on your waist.
"i guess you caught me off guard,"
he tilts his head slightly, brushing his lips against yours in a teasing manner.
"but I'm not complaining," he adds with a mischievous wink
➞ pairing: best friend!heeseung x gn!reader.
➞ prompt/type of au: “ah, pretty, why are you blushing this hard? all i did was say ‘i love you’ in french.”
➞ genre: fluff. kinda bff2l implied?? shrugs.
➞ w.c: 0.8k words.
➞ tw: one (1) swear word. heeseung being flirty (heeseung himself is a big warning…)
ela says💬: happy v-day! this is so self-indulgent like,, the chokehold this man has on me?? impressive. anyways, this is small, but i hope you like it nonetheless^^ / feedback is always welcomed and deeply appreciated<3
DAY 1 OUT OF 7 — the season of love. ♡
“Y/n! Can you come here for a second?” Your best friend’s voice echoes through your shared apartment, so accommodating some dishes you just finished washing and drying inside the cupboard, you turn around and start making your way towards him.
“Coming!”
Entering Heeseung’s room, you see him sitting right beside his desk on his office’s chair, a small, mischievous smile adorning his pretty lips. His dirty-blonde hair is sticking everywhere, but it makes him look so cute under the dimmed lights of the place. He’s wearing that damned sleeveless white top he hasn’t let go since he bought it, and you wouldn’t admit it out loud because you knew you would be targeted to endless teasing, but he looked really good (but it’s Lee Heeseung we’re talking about here, he always looked good with everything), and his reading glasses are perched on his pretty upturned nose. There’s plenty of notebooks thrown around along with books on his work table, his laptop placed right in the middle of the chaos, a word document opened and displaying thousands of words, of what you assume, is his homework.
“What’s up, Hee?” You walk to him to pat his head in an endearing way, making him giggle a little. Sitting on the corner of his bed, you give him a curious stare, making him bite the inside of his cheek at your cute face.
Heeseung clears his throat, pointing behind his shoulder and towards his laptop. “I was doing my french homework, mind me if I practice some words with you?”
The boy gets closer to you after you shake your head in a negative manner, muttering under your breath a small confirmation, “go ahead.” Heeseung takes this as a cue to get closer, since he was now a few meters away from you. You could feel that familiar warmness exuding from his frame, the faint smell of his musky cologne filling your senses and making your head start to feel dizzy.
The boy gets a soft hold of your hand so he can start playing around with your fingers absentmindedly, while he looks you dead in the eye with something between the lines of playfulness and child-like feeling hiding behind his pretty brown orbs.
“Bonjour,” he starts, tilting his head a little in expectation at your answer. Laughing, you nod your head. You would be lying if you said you were an expert in knowing a different language, barely managing to speak your mother tongue in a not-so perfect manner, but you weren’t that clueless, so of course you knew what that word meant.
“Bonjour.”
You repeat his greeting nonchalantly, and Heeseung giggles once again, flashing his beautiful smile at you. Being so entranced by his natural beauty, you don’t even notice him getting much closer than before, knees brushing against the other, one of his hands ghosting over your thigh as he tries his best to keep a neutral face.
“Mon amour,” Heeseung whispers in a soft manner, his gaze never leaving yours as he brings your hand closer to his face. “Je t’aime.”
Then, he does the unimaginable: Heeseung leaves an endearing kiss right on your knuckles while never breaking the eye contact with you, making your breath hitch in your throat and thousand butterflies erupt in your stomach at the simple, but lovely action.
There’s a silence that keeps prolonging itself the more the two of you just stare at each other, the dimmed lights not allowing you to seize in his reactions.
Before you can open your mouth to question him further about what the fuck happened just seconds ago, the boy starts chuckling, letting go of your hand (you’d be lying if you said you weren’t feeling disappointed at this) and getting a hold of chin with his pointer and thumb fingers.
“Ah, pretty, why are you blushing this hard?” The boy says as he tries his best to fight back the smirk that was threatening to form on his face, a teasing tone lingering behind his words. “All I did was say “I love you” in french.”
You felt like choking with your own air at hearing that. Playing it down with clearing your throat, you scoff at him as you look away from his stupidly attractive face.
“Fuck off!— Don’t do that. Stop.”
Heeseung gives you another boyish laugh, “don’t do what, exactly? Do I stop calling you pretty? Or… Do I stop telling you ‘I love you’ in french?”
You don’t answer him, but it’s still enough of a reply for him when you try to play it down by rolling your eyes.
Standing up, the boy walks to you and leaves a chaste kiss on the crown of your head. You hear him mutter something along the lines of “you’re so cute,” and then, he turns around and starts walking towards the kitchen, sparing you the aftermath you were probably feeling because of the small interaction you just had (and to also calm down the erratic beating of his heart at his sudden boldness.)
Heeseung knew what he was doing, of course he knew the effect he had on you.
It made him happy to know that there was some kind of hope for the silent feelings he has held for you for so long now.
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DIAAAA!! What do you think of an alternative ending, where Mila and Hwang Sejun ends up together and the members can’t do anything abt it?? And Mila and Sejun r genuinely in love?? Ngl I find Sejun n Mila cute tgt 😭😭
ngl this had me tempted lol like idk why sejun ended up just stealing the spotlight but understandable 👹 anyway!! don’t know for sure if i will do it, but i do have a deleted scene here for any sejunxmila fans out there ✨✨
ılı. 𝒩ow Playing . . . 𝘖𝘓𝘋𝘌𝘙 ( 𝗂𝗌𝖺𝖻𝖾𝗅 𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗌𝖺 ) ✦ ݁ . ────────𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗮 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗮 𝗺𝗮𝗻.
“You know, you could just move in with me.”
Mila was half awake at midnight, wearing nothing but one of Sejun’s dress shirts, and definitely not prepared for his proposition.
“It would save you the time of sneaking out and back into your dorms again,” he continued, brushing away a strand of hair from her face. “And it means I get to see you like this even more.”
Mila felt almost guilty that she even considered the offer. She loved her members too much to be away from them—but maybe that was the perfect reason she could offer to justify why it was a good idea. Seeing her thoughtful expression, Sejun smiled. He kissed her forehead gently (as if he didn’t leave hand-shaped bruises on her hips, or a trail of purple love bites on every inch of her skin the night before).
“You’re getting soft,” Mila pointed out. He had always been somewhat gentle with her—when they weren’t in bed, anyways. But after two months of sneaking around beneath the noses of Dispatch and, in Mila’s case, her fellow members, she supposed that maybe he had grown a fondness for her after all.
“How can I not? Do you know how adorable you are?” he whispered, pecking her on the lips. A boyish grin made its way onto his face when she wrinkled her nose. Anyone would instantly forget that he was, in fact, seven years her senior and a notorious sex icon in the acting industry, whose name was involved in more scandal headlines than all of Enhypen combined. “My cute bunny.”
“Well, this bunny has to go hopping home,” Mila said with a petulant tone.
Sejun quirked an eyebrow. “Leaving already?” He caressed her thighs, stroking the soft skin with his thumb. “Why don’t you stay a little longer, hm? I’ll drive you home later.”
Mila didn’t know if that was a good idea. She had already been here longer than she intended, and if she let him have his way, she would be stumbling into the Enhypen dorms by the time everyone else was awake. But then, what did it matter if she did?
Sejun immediately knew when she had given in. “Good girl.”
Mila blamed her childhood, for the lack of praises from her absent father who left with barely a goodbye, for the way she easily succumbed to the praises of a man who would ruin her further than she already was. But, what could she say? He always knew how to get the best out of her.
﹙ ✉️ ﹚ ──HAIRCUT. in which 𝗃𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋.
엔하이픈 제이크 ⠀ ノ⠀ female reader 5OO non-idol au fluff established relationship ⠀⎯⠀⠀ not proof-read skinship kissing ⠀, recueil . . .
a/n. because i love every hair style that jake does ♥︎
jake doesn’t think you are doing it right. he knows you have never been an haircut master nor approached a pair of scissors this close to anyone’s hair — maybe he should be much more understanding with you or scared for his hair. it’s not as if he can really blame you, anyway, he is the one that begged you to cut his hair. but, you are just not doing it right.
as he looks at you, insistently, your serious and focused expression is a barrier to the thought he is trying to share to you telepathically. you barely budge when he puts his hands on your hips. he ends up opting for words, “you are not doing it right,”
you huff, still leaning towards him as you halt in your moves. your eyes meet his, “and what exactly is ‘right’?”
jake fakes a thinking process; pursing his lips and looking up at the ceiling. a soft hum even escapes from his sealed lips and you patiently wait for him to respond to your question. he pulls you closer as he dramatically acts. you stumble over his laps and turn out sitting on it soon enough. you almost make him blind when the scissors in your hand, that are falling on his shoulder, brushes his eyes — and almost cuts his hair in a totally not straight line, but he doesn’t care that much.
“just like this,” he tells you, a content smile toying on his mouth.
you tilt you head to the side in amusement, “you know this won’t help much, right?” you ask and jake is already half way to your mouth. he gives you a kiss, that you gladly return without any hesitation. you are the first one to pull away. before his lips touches yours again, you are quick to affirm; “the chances that i mess up your hair just got so high.”
they were already pretty high before, my love, he thinks. however, instead he says;
“i don’t care,” he whispers against your mouth. he hums, in satisfaction this time, when he kisses you once again, “i would go bald if that means that i can have you sitting on my laps.”
he should have guessed what image was going to flash through your closed eyes. he already knows what is coming when you start to smile against his mouth; he wishes he wasn’t that funny.
your giggles contaminate him. both of your foreheads collide, your noses brushes, your chuckles transform into a chorus of harmonized laughter. jake tries to protest, a weak ‘no’ escaping form him throat as he looks at your lips. he wants to go back to kissing you, but your chuckles are as pretty as a piece of art, if not more. and his heart is too full of you to not laugh with you.
his hair can stay this way, he doesn’t care. he never wants this moment to stop.
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이희승 ‘ lee heeseung
you guys were all hanging out, enhypen and you, and your boyfriend heeseung.
but, since there were sooo many of you guys
the seats were limited
and just your luck, there were only 7 seats
the guys offered you their seats but deemed that unnecessary
when they saw heeseung pull you down into his lap
his hands wrapped around your waist and he kept you sat on his lap telling you that "if there's no seat for you, my lap is always open."
박종성 ‘ park jongseong
he would just be sitting on the couch, literally relaxing
and the moment you walked past him he just pulling you into his lap
he kissed you and held you
this mf would literally not let go of you
he would tell you to stay like that just for a few minutes
he even gave you a back massage while you sat on his lap
it's like second nature to him, he wasn't even flustered about the fact that you were in his lap
you on the other hand, well that's up to you to decide how you responded to his randomness
심재윤 ‘ sim jaeyun
you fell into his lap
you were playing around with the maknae since he wanted to be a menace
and you ended up in jake's lap
jake probably caught you and put his hands on your waist asking if you're okay
then he realized you were in his lap and he was like wtf
he didn't even move you
and he gave niki a death stare
but he couldn't lie
he did enjoy having you in his lap >.>
박성훈 ‘ park sunghoon
he had no choice
there were no chairs and the members kept telling him
to let you sit in his lap
he gave in and pat his lap
the moment you sat in it he wanted to push you off because he was flustered
instead his wrapped his arms around you and pressed against your back with his head to hide his embarrassment
he doesn't really like you sitting in his lap
in front of other people
but if you guys are alone he loves when you sit in his lap and you guys are just like
a fluff cliche couple 🤢
김선우 ' kim sunoo
he pulled you onto his lap because why not
but actually truth be told you two were in a car together riding in the back
you wanted to sit together
but since there were sooo many of you guys there was one less seat
and this is so not safe (btw guys pls take more than one car instead of risking it !!)
but he sat you on his lap and held onto you for dear life
i wish the first time you sat on him would be sweet but it wasn’t
he wanted to make sure you wouldn’t go flying
every time heeseung pressed on the breaks too hard
양정원 ' yang jungwon
so what had happened wassssss
you fell into his lap while he was sitting in a beanbag you guys were playing games
but you got pushed a little too hard into jungwon’s lap
he was very very very surprised to say the least
but he wasn’t bothered instead he fixed his posture and adjusted you so the two of you were comfy
he asked if you were okay since the fall wasn’t so soft
considering you landed on another human
he gave you a little kiss and went back to playing his game with hee
西村力 ' nishimura riki
this menace thought that it would all be fun and games
until you landed in his lap by accident he was holding your stuff above your head
doing all kinds of turns, spins, and twists causing the both of you to fall down
except you didn’t land on the ground you landed in riki’s lap
he ended up throwing himself back hysterically laughing and didn’t really realize you were in his lap
until you got up with pure panic
since you didn’t know if he was comfortable with you being in his lap
he didn’t want to admit it but he did enjoy you on his lap and if you had stayed on a little longer
he would’ve pulled you down with him for cuddles :(
2022 © jungwnies
— after hours are best
wc: 360, pairing: heeseung x gn!reader, genre: fluff, warnings: none
PROMPT: 17 from list 2: “pulling each other into the warmest hugs”
AN — !! again thank you eri :)
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heeseung got off from work happier than ever. yes he loved his work place and they few colleagues he had, but nothing was better than coming home to you. if he could do anything to always have you at home for him, he would.
you opened the door as heeseung practically jumped on you. “oh hi!” you said as you wrapped your arms around his waist. “hello” he said in the crook of your neck softly. you brought your hand up to his head and started playing with his hair. “you good?” you asked as you kissed his cheek. “mhm” he hummed back in response.
“lets go eat some food, then you can have as much hugs as you want” you said. heeseung eagerly pulled away and went to the kitchen to see what you cooked up for him. he was met with a few of his favourites. he looked at you in adoration before getting out a plate for both of you to eat.
once he finished eating, he got up and put his and your dishes in the basin and started washing the dishes. “thank you” he said as he gave you a small kiss as he began washing the dishes for you.
you walked towards him and wrapped your arms around his waist and pulling him into a back hug. you rested your cheek on his back as he continued washing the dishes. “hi” he said looking behind him. “hi” you said as you looked up at him.
he then dried his hand with a cloth and turned around so that he was facing you. he put his arms around your waist and rested them on your lower back. you wrapped your arms around his neck again and place your forehead on his.
“i love you” you said looking into his eyes. “i love you more” he said before he leaned in to kiss you. you pulled away and jus as you were about to leave, he pulled you in for another hug. one that was filled with warmth and love.
“stay here with me” he said as he continued hugging you like there was no tomorrow.
Pairing: Sunghoon x reader
“Come back to bed” a voice call out for you as you were watching the city that never sleeps through your hotel window. You turn to the source of the voice and smile at your newly wedded husband.
“Sunghoon, come on! We’re in New York!” You beam at him. You see him slipping out under the covers and walks to you sleepily. Arriving at you, sunghoon wraps his arm around your waist, head snuggling at the crook of your neck.
“Y/n, it’s literally 3 in the morning. We have a lot to do tomorrow too! I swear you gonna need your sleep” he mumbles through as he was snuggling by your neck. You slowly put your hands to cup his face and pull him to make him look at you. You stare in his sleepy eyes and smiles a bit. He looks so homey. You did a good job accepting his proposal. You kiss his lips and lead him back to bed. He lays on the bed while you put both of you under the covers. He pulled you closer and lay his head on your chest. You reply to his love but caressing his hand, lulling him to sleep.
As his breathing got slower, signalling he was asleep, you kept on thinking back all the memories you had with him. By any means, you will always choose him and him only.
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