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₊˚⊹ notes ~ bf!jungwon x fem!reader ⋆⭒ warnings: kisses, petname, sleepiness ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 word count: 100+꩜⋆ ˚｡⋆˚ genre: fluff, time stamp, drabble | AN: lowkey this is kind of cute| LIBRARY FOR MORE...

AS YOU SLOWLY AWAKEN from your peaceful slumber, the gentle morning light filtering through the curtains. You turn over, greeted by the sight of Jungwon, already awake and watching you with a soft smile that could rival the sunrise itself.

"Good morning, pretty girl," he murmurs, his voice a soothing melody.

A smile tugs at your lips in response to his soft voice. "Good morning, pretty boy," you whisper back.

Jungwon reaches out, brushing his thumb over your cheek in a gesture so gentle. "You're beautiful," he says softly, his eyes filled with love as he gazes at you.

Your heart flutters at his words, warmth blooming within you like flowers in the spring. "And you're so perfect," you reply, your voice sweet and quiet.

Leaning closer, Jungwon presses a soft kiss to your forehead, his lips tender against your skin. "I could repeat this moments 100 times and I wouldn't be tired of it," he whispers, his breath warm against your ear.

You wrap your arms around him, pulling him close until you're enveloped in each other's embrace. "Me too," you nodded.

In that moment, with Jungwon's soft kisses and the gentle brush of his thumb against your cheek, you realize just how lucky you are to have him by your side.

★ TANGLED IN LOVE, STUCK BY YOU FROM THE GLUE. tsukishima kei

.ᐟ Content summary: Boyfriend Tsukishima headcanons.

.ᐟ Includes: Tsukishima x fem!reader

.ᐟ Word count: 1.4 k

.ᐟ Content warnings: none, just fluff, sfw, kinda realistic?)

.ᐟ A/N: i’m never understanding why people see Tsukishima as someone completely mean, without feelings and horny all the time. The title of this are lyrics of this song of beabadoobee btw.

☆ His glasses have small stickers you put on them, sometimes they are in the lenses in a place where they don’t block his vision of course, or sometimes they are in the temples part of the glasses. Tsukishima never takes the stickers off, he lets them fall on their own and when this happens he always casually lets you know so you put on new ones. He doesn’t mind at all if the stickers are glittery, or pink, with strawberries or something girly, he doesn’t care as long as those stickers are chosen by you for him to wear everyday until they fall off.

☆ He learned origami out of boredom with youtube tutorials and learned to do several animal figures that he threw away after making them, usually he makes origami when he needs something to fidget with when he’s watching a tv show or a youtube video so the figures don’t matter. But then, he learned to make origami flowers and instead of throwing them away, he started to give them to you. The first ones he gave you were made in plain white paper and then he bought a pack of paper in different colors so the flowers would look more real. He usually hands you the origami flowers without comment and tries to be nonchalant as if it wasn’t a big deal but it’s obvious he gets flustered when you smile and tell him how pretty the paper flower is, he would grumble about how it isn’t a big deal and they are tedious to make, and yet you’ll receive another flower from him not too long after that.

☆ Tsukishima is not someone who likes PDA, so he won't be kissing you and hugging you in front of other people or in very public places, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t affectionate. In public he shows you his affection in small touches like holding your hand, staying close to your side, letting you cling to his arm and when he has to leave your side he’ll discreetly kiss your temple or your cheek. In private he would be a little more touchy but not too much because he’s shy, okay? In private he would be more comfortable in placing his arm around your shoulders or around your waist, he’ll rest his chin on the top of your head while hugging you and he’ll even peck your lips sometimes.

☆ The dates Tsukishima likes the most are picnics in the park, museum visits, going to the movies and having a movie night at his place. He likes the kind of dates that don’t require a lot of planning and are more spontaneous and in which you can be comfortable so you both enjoy each other's company, if you like dates like dinners and all that, he wouldn’t dislike them at all but the kind of dates that are more chill are his favorite ones.

☆ One of his favorite activities to do with you, is building lego sets. They don’t even have to be those expensive official lego sets, the cheap ones that are figures of anime characters or sanrio characters work perfectly fine by him. Usually you take turns in buying the sets either online or in a store, you always get one or two for each of the characters or things you like. Usually, the day of your lego date it’s in the weekend when neither of you are busy; you order food and get some snacks to eat, while building you talk and watch a show or youtube videos. Tsukishima actually loves to be doing something he enjoys to do with the company of someone he cares a lot for.

☆ He gets nervous and hyped everytime you go to his games.Your presence gives him a boost to do his best in the matches to show you how much potential he has, but at the same time he gets nervous of you being there in the public because he doesn’t want to make a fool out of himself in front of you. It makes him flustered everytime he hears you cheering for him, the tips of his ears get red and he tries to ignore the funny looks the rest of the team gives him or else, his face goes completely red. Even so, he actually smiles big and feels a little giddy when you hug him after a match, and tell him how amazing he looked and how well he did it.

☆ If you’re part of the team, he tries to focus on the match but at the same time keeps an eye on you and it’s quick to let you know what you should be improving during the game so the team can win. Of course, he doesn’t tell you what you should be doing better in a bad way, he just wants the team to win and wants you to exploit your abilities in the best way possible so if you don’t win, you won’t blame yourself. After the game, he will hug you and tell you you did a good job, he will tease you by faking to be arrogant when you compliment his performance but he will actually feel happy that you think he did good, it makes him feel good with himself to know that he was useful to the team.

☆ He's not the jealous type, but he is wary of other guys getting too close to you. He doesn’t like it when guys get too touchy or too close to you, it makes him uncomfortable and kind of self-conscious. He knows he isn’t the most nice people out there, or the best good-looking, he knows his personality it’s one of his biggest flaws and he’s afraid that you might realize all of this things and leave him for some guy that it’s better than him, that’s why he gets tense when other guys tries to flirt with you or gets too close. He has never tell you this because he thinks it’s embarrassing and dumb, and he can only hope that you don’t realize all his flaws, or that at least, you don’t mind them.

☆ He got matching bracelets for you. Tsukishima is not someone that likes matching clothes so he went with something basic like matching jewelry for both of you, but it made it meaningful so it wasn’t just an ordinary thing. He got two affordable bracelets first in the same color, then he bought two pendants that matched for the bracelets that would resemble you and him respectively, he went with pendants with the first letter of your names with a little fantasy diamond encrusted. When you were given the bracelet, you never took it off and neither didn’t he. It was an obvious but subtle way of letting everyone know that you two were together and that you belonged to each other, that was why Tsukishima bought the bracelets, he loves to see you wearing his initial and also loves the fact that everyone can see you are with him and only him.

☆ One of the songs that completely describes what Tsukishima feels for you it’s Glue Song by beabadoobee. The first time he heard the song, was kind of accidental but as soon as he heard the lyrics and searched for it’s meaning, he found a meaning to all of that he felt for you inside his heart. He can not describe all of what he feels for you or how important you are to him, but as the song says, he found himself being attached to you in a very unexpected way and soon enough, you became one of the most special people for him, it’s something he has never felt before. He can’t bring himself to be away from you, or to let you go, he just can’t even imagine it without feeling a heavy stung on his chest, so he is planning on spending his whole life with you, he knows it’s soon to be taking a long term decision like that one but he is sure that he wants to put a ring on your finger and spend his whole life next to you. You are just like glue and are stuck with each other, and if you ever consider to split up, Tsukishima would try his best to glue you two back together.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ ENHYPEN REC LIST

이희승 ⋆ LHS

O1 call me yours @lilacnini O2 heart shaker @bywons O3 into it @cjayius O4 nobody's house @weoris O5 hybe games with heeseung @wonifullove O6 missed the target @lilacnini

박종성 ⋆ PJS

O1 jay as your boyfriend @okwons O2 advantages @yenqa (smau) O3 loving mornings @lilacnini O4 the wedding duties @jaylver O5 love shot @ikeuverse

심재윤 ⋆ SJY O1 6:28 @goldenhypen O2 heavy eyes @hyhees O3 kiss it better baby @sjyuns O4 strawberry lips @boyfhee

박성훈 ⋆ PSH

O1 secret @isoobie O2 cherry @misojunnie O3 bf sunghoon texts @naespas O4 left umbrella @reniqt O5 playful delicacies @peachenle

김선우 ⋆ KSN

O1 misfit @palajae O2 face @hoonvrs O3 opposites attract @goldenhypen O4 sunoo as your boyfriend @hanniluvi

양정원 ⋆ YJW

O1 live for you @copyhanni O2 10:45 @lilacnini O3 love grows where jungwon goes @soobnny O4 birthday boy @stariekis O5 in my head @nwjws O6 a pin straight to my heart @snwpcktz

西村 力 ⋆ NRK

O1 love me (k)not @palajae O2 hype girl @palajae (series) O3 twizzle into my heart @amakumos O4 oh niki your so fine @aernx (smau)

Feline Approval - Lee Know

How Soonie and Lee Know agreed you were the one.

The afternoon sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting soft, golden streaks across the room. Lee Know stirred awake, his senses slowly tuning in to the world around him. The first thing he noticed was the warmth pressed against him – your back nestled against his chest. His arms were securely wrapped around you, his hold gentle yet protective. His lips quirked into a faint smile. He loved these quiet moments with you, where the world seemed to pause just for a little while.

Blinking sleepily, he nuzzled closer, the subtle scent of your shampoo filling his senses. Then something caught his eye. He craned his neck slightly to peer over your shoulder and froze, his breath hitching. There, nestled in your arms, was Soonie.

One of his beloved cats, usually aloof and particular about where he napped, was curled up peacefully against you. Soonie’s small, fluffy body rose and fell with each soft breath, his paws tucked delicately against his chest. His head rested on your arm as though it was the most natural thing in the world.

Lee Know froze for a moment, his half-asleep mind trying to process what he was seeing. He swallowed the lump forming in his throat, a wave of tenderness washing over him. His pets were like his children – precious, guarded, and fiercely loved. For Soonie to let down his guard and seek comfort in your arms meant everything to him.

For a long moment, he simply watched, his heart swelling with a mix of love and tenderness. The room was filled with a calm stillness, the golden light making everything feel surreal, almost sacred. He couldn’t decide what he adored more – the way you looked so peaceful as you slept, or the fact that Soonie had claimed a spot right there with you.

He gently tightened his embrace around you, careful not to disturb the little scene in front of him. His lips brushed against the nape of your neck as he whispered, his voice thick with emotion, “You’re amazing, you know that?”

You stirred slightly but didn’t fully wake, only murmuring something incoherent. Soonie shifted in your arms, letting out a tiny, contented sigh, and Lee Know felt his heart clench. "Even Soonie knows you’re special," he murmured, more to himself than to you, his nose brushing against your shoulder.

For a man who often found it difficult to put his feelings into words, this moment spoke volumes. You weren’t just someone he loved – you were someone who had effortlessly become part of his world, someone his loved ones accepted without hesitation.

As he laid there, holding his little family in his arms, Lee Know felt a rare kind of peace settle over him. Tomorrow, there would be rehearsals, chaos, and the usual whirlwind of his life. But today, he had this – a moment of pure, unfiltered happiness – one he would treasure forever.

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— me or the ps5 - park jongseong !

OMG I GOT MY FIRST REQUEST !! thank you @biggestenhastan and i hope you enjoy it !

REQUEST ! "heyy!! i read some of ur works and you are such a talented writer omg. and i was wondering if u can make a jay fic where he was playing league and you walking in being super sleepy but u being the way u are cant sleep without him even though u dont want to admit it u go up to him and asked him if u could sit in his lap while he played and he teased u a bit but obviously said ok and when u go to him u massage his scalp and he falls more in love w u at the small gesture and he turns off his game bc he starts to get sleepy as well but doesnt wanna move he sleepily murmurs sweet nothings as u fall asleep then u both wke up w aching backs and necks and end up bickering about whos fault it was"

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WARNINGS ! none i think; might contain grammar errors ! word count: 1k

you had just woken up from a nap. jay had invited you over to his apartment, but while you were hanging out, the boys called him to play league for a while so you decided to go to his bed and ended up falling asleep.

you woke up, missing jay’s presence in the sheets beside you, you looked up and saw orange rays peeking through the blinds indicating the sun was already setting, meaning you were asleep for a few hours.

jay was nowhere to be seen but you could hear the faint voice coming from his pc room that was just beside his bedroom.

you got up from the bed, searching for the missing sock that you probably lost during your nap. when you found it you put it on and wore your slippers and went to where jay was.

you softly knocked on the door, slowly opened the door and quietly entered the room, seeing jay already looking at you.

you walked up to him while gently rubbing the sleep off your eyes. to jay you looked so adorable right now with your tousled hair, just wearing his shirt and your pink shorts that he thought were ridiculous but you loved them.

“hey angel, do you need anything?” he asked as he looked up at you from his chair.

“no just woke up from a nap. are you done playing?” you asked him, desperate for his attention.

“not yet, we are almost finished, just a few more rounds, ‘kay?” he asked you, pulling you down to his height so he could peck your lips while you nodded.

“wanna cuddle you, can i?” you asked him, with a blush creeping on your cheeks. jay laughed at your request, finding it adorable that you were needy for his attention, when you had it almost the whole day, almost.

“awn, is my baby needy for my attention? can’t wait till i’m done, mnh?” jay teased you making you turn your face away from him, trying to hide the crimson red covering your cheeks, while pushing his arm, making him let out a laugh. although he was teasing you, he still opened his arms, inviting you to sit on his lap, which you gladly accepted. you straddled his legs and automatically wrapped your arms around his neck while resting your head on his chest, hearing his steady heartbeat, making you feel sleep take over you again.

jay adjusted his arms around you, circling your waits so he could still reach the mouse and keyboard.

while you laid like that, jay kept playing but he was talking less due to your presence, only letting out a few sentences when he needed back up or supplies from the boys. you often felt his chest rumbling when he talked with his deep and quiet voice so as to not bother you, knowing you were still sleepy from your nap. the boys obviously noticed his quietness.

“jay why are you suddenly so quiet?” heeseung asked the younger boy.

“yeah hyung, you’ve been awfully quiet for a while.” niki added.

“y/n is here, and she kinda fell asleep.” jay explained while his hands skillfully moved around the keyboard. the boys started teasing him and calling him things like simp, making him roll his eyes at the comments, simply ignoring them, not bothering to answer them.

while he played you tried to keep your eyes open and not fall asleep but it was getting harder with the comfort jay brought you and the calming effect his deep voice had on you. your eyes started to slowly close but you weren’t falling asleep yet, your hands unconsciously started massaging jay’s scalp, something you usually did when you two were cuddling.

jay felt your hands and his eyes started faltering at the comforting touch. he felt his heart pick up its speed, and he swore he felt his love grow for you the more you rubbed his nape area.

as jay was playing he felt your breathing slow down, but your hands were still massaging him. he looked down and saw you fast asleep. he cooed at the sight before him and he leaned down to kiss the crown of your head, softly inhaling the scent of your shampoo that he loved so much, while he very quietly whispers i love you. he started to lose focus on the game and the boys’ voices were starting to sound faint in his headphones, as he felt sleepiness wash over him. jay decided to call it a day and turned off the computer. he was about to turn around in his chair, when he noticed your hands stopped moving, meaning you were in a deep sleep. he tried to think of a way to move you both to bed without waking you up, but with the way he was sleepy, nothing occurred to his mind, so you both stayed in the chair, jay not moving an inch, not wanting to risk waking you up. he felt his body shutting down with sleep as he murmured sweet nothing into you ear, while his hands that were holding your waist started rubbing your back up and down. 

jay ended up falling asleep and the next morning he woke up with his neck almost completely bent backwards. when he tried to lift his head back up, he felt a huge pain go from his neck down to his spine, making him grunt which woke you up. you yawned and rubbed your eyes, getting used to the morning light coming from the window. you tried to get in a sitting positions when you felt a pang of pain on your back making you wince and just then you realized you were in jay’s chair.

“jay, why the hell were we sleeping on your chair?” you asked, rubbing your back, trying to ease the pain. “like, were you asking to have back pain in the morning, geez!” 

“tch, like it’s my fault, miss decided-to-sleep-on-my-lap.” he said, rolling his eyes while massaging his neck muscles.

“oh yeah, because it’s totally MY fault you weren’t capable of taking us to bed.” you kept bickering with him, annoyed that he was accusing you.

“sure, because it’s MY fault you-”

I think it makes it obvious that none of you were morning people.

damn, made me feel all kinds of emotions 😭😭😭

⌗ 𝖬𝖸 𝖮𝖭𝖫𝖸 𝖫𝖮𝖵𝖤𝖲 …

SUMMARY. Confessions are made, bonds are mended, the past is left where it belongs — and at the end of it all, is the promise of a new beginning.

WARNINGS. drama ( it gets worse before it gets better ), a lot of talking, pretty long chapter, some angst ofc, and also keep in mind that things may not be resolved exactly the way you want them to

NOTES. so it’s finally here 🥺 you guys, it’s the end of the rmu series 😭 when i first started it, i never would have expected to grow so attached to it 🤧 thank you for staying up to this point and for all your love and support! without further ado, let’s go! 🩷 — includes: mila cover of “only” by lee hi request — “bold italics” speech is in chinese, but bold italics without speech marks are lyrics

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SO THIS WAS IT?

Mila found it somewhat hard to believe. On one hand, it was a long time coming — but on another hand, no one could have guessed that after weeks of pining and forlorn love sickness, Mila would finally see the end to the dark and seemingly endless tunnel of feelings.

She had spoken to the boys already — or rather, the four that she had made her relationship official with — and they all came to the same conclusion.

“We should tell the others…”

Mila hummed as she ran a hand through Niki’s hair, who laid his head on her lap. She was gathered in her room with Niki, Jake, Sunoo, and Sunghoon (since Kiara had mysteriously disappeared again), after the eventful past few days. That was when Jake suggested coming clean to the other members.

And surprisingly, the others agreed.

“The more of us there are,” Sunoo said, “the more difficult it is to sneak around. And I think it’s good if we tell them rather than let them walk in on one of us.”

Mila’s hand stopped running through Niki’s hair. Feeling that she halted her soothing movements, Niki looked up at her.

“I agree,” Mila said.

At that moment, Niki and Sunghoon both assumed that it was out of consideration. Because of the way they both stumbled upon Mila with one of the others. But little did they know that there was another layer to it.

And it was the fact that Mila understood what it was like — more than they could ever imagine.

Sunghoon nodded.

“Then, let’s do it.”

Mila looked around at the living room, where everyone was starting to get settled down. That meant everyone — as in, all nine members of Enhypen gathered for this one moment that would change everything between them. And of those nine people, four of them had no idea of what had been happening under their roof the past few days.

On one side, there was Mila, Sunoo, Sunghoon, Jake and Niki.

And on the other side, there was Jay, Jungwon, Kiara… and Heeseung.

“Noona?” Jungwon asked as he took a seat next to Jay on the couch. “What did you want to talk about?”

Mila bit her lip. “Well…”

She fiddled nervously with her fingers, before a hand reached out from her right and enveloped hers, before squeezing it gently. She looked up to meet Sunoo’s reassuring smile as he mouthed, ‘It’s okay.’

He turned to face the others.

“We have something to tell you,” Sunoo said.

Jay raised an eyebrow as his gaze flickered to Sunoo and Mila’s hands. Jungwon furrowed his eyebrows before leaning forward, his elbows resting on his knees and his fingers laced together.

“‘We?’” Jay asked passively, not giving anything away as to what he was feeling inside.

Mila turned her head to look at Sunghoon, Jake and Niki, who sat in a consecutive line down the couch on her left side. Sunghoon reached out and placed a hand on her knee, before rubbing circles soothingly onto her bare skin, which was left exposed by the shorts she was wearing.

Mila didn’t miss the way that Jay, Jungwon and Heeseung all gave it a cursory glance. The youngest of tro began to bite the inside of his cheek, with Jay remaining stone-faced, and Heeseung staring intently at where his hand lay on her.

The tension in the air was becoming too thick, Mila was scared she would choke up on her words and run out of the room in fright.

But she couldn’t. Not from this.

Kiara cleared her throat. “So… what did you want to talk about?”

Mila bit her lip.

It was probably better to get it over with, right? No more stalling.

She took a deep breath.

“We’re dating,” she blurted out. And before the others could recover, she clarified by saying, “And by that, I mean that I’m dating Sunoo, Sunghoonie-oppa, Jake-oppa and Riki.”

It was dead silent.

For a second, Mila wondered if she had simply said the words in her imagination rather than out loud — but one look at Jay and Jungwon’s faces and she knew that wasn’t the case.

Jay’s eyebrows furrowed as he tried to wrap his head around Mila’s words. Mila could never be afraid of Jay. Never. But at that moment, she found herself fearing what he thought and what he would say. Because if there’s anything she wouldn’t be able to stand, it was to see his — or any of the boys’, for that matter — ire directed towards her.

“So you’re saying… that you’re dating all four of them?” Jay asked. He then looked at the boys in question. “And you’re all okay with it?”

Sunghoon shared a look with Jake and Niki before turning to Mila.

“Well, it wasn’t easy to accept at first — for me, at least,” Sunghoon admitted. “But we all agreed to try our best to make it work… the last thing we wanted was to regret anything.”

‘Regret.’ What a strong word that was.

Mila couldn’t help the way that her eyes drifted towards Heeseung. This would be the first time she was able to look straight at him since they’re disagreement in the kitchen, and because of that she only just got a clear look at him. 

He had dark circles and a distant look in his eyes, and the whole time they had been there he hadn’t said a word. He looked like someone who had lost a lost sleep. And the thought made Mila’s heart clench.

Was he really that affected by what she said that day? Would she really not regret cutting him off like that? 

She supposed she would have to find that out by herself.

Before Heeseung could catch her staring, Mila quickly looked at Jungwon. He bit the inside of his cheek as he looked across the row of them, from Sunoo down to Niki. And though Mila wasn’t a mind-reader, she could tell he wasn’t thinking anything good.

In his eyes, she could sense… Anger? Sadness? Betrayal?

“So you decided it together?” Jungwon asked. “All five of you?”

Mila felt herself shrink at his tone of voice. He was definitely not happy — and why would he be? Something this big was happening behind his back, when he was supposed to be the leader.

Mila felt a pit form in her stomach as she thought about the moment they shared together, when Jungwon had opened up to her and even went so far as to ask for a kiss. Would he go back to being distant with her? What if he never talked to her again? She already lost Heeseung… she didn’t think she could handle losing him, too.

In her desperation, Mila turned to Jay, her eyes hopeful. However, he didn’t seem that much better.

It would be one thing if he looked angry, the same way Jungwon did — but he didn’t seem to have a single emotion on his face, as if keeping them all locked behind an undeterred mask. Perhaps she was too spoiled… but it was not a look that she was used to seeing on him. Nor was it one she wanted to be used to.

“How long?” Jay asked, his disturbingly calm voice intimidating Mila more than any yelling ever could.

“I-it’s been a few days now,” Mila explained, her voice wobbling. “Um, around two to three days for Sunoo, Sunghoonie-oppa, and Jake…” Mila inhaled, “but Niki was just yesterday—”

“Okay, Noona, that’s enough,” Niki said, reaching over to place a comforting hand on her thigh. “It’s okay.”

“Let’s not make this an interrogation,” Jake said, equally concerned about Mila’s overwhelmed state. “We wanted to tell you first so we could avoid something like this.”

“Well, what did you think would happen?” Jay ask Jake, his jaw clenched. He inhaled deeply, finally giving away the frustration he felt. “It’s one thing if it was just one or two of you. And it’s another if you guys want to start something. But for all four of you to go ahead with something like this without saying anything, when you all knew—”

Jay stopped in the middle of his speech. He turned to look at Mila — as if just remembering she was there — before sighing. 

Mila’s eyebrows furrowed. “Knew what?”

There was another silence. And when Mila turned to the boys at her side to see them all avoiding eye contact with her, instead opting staring at each other down (Heeseung, Jay and Jungwon against Sunoo, Sunghoon, Jake and Niki), Mila realised there was a lot more to this than she thought.

Kiara sighed. She stood up before putting her hands together.

“It’s obvious that you guys have something to sort out among yourselves, so I don’t think me or Mila really need to be here right now.”

Before Mila could protest, Sunghoon interrupted her.

“You’re right,” he replied, though his eyes were still on Jay. (And for a moment, Mila could have sworn that his eyes flickered over to Heeseung.) “There is.”

Sunoo shook his head with a defeated sigh, before turning his attention to Mila.

“Do you mind giving us a second?” Sunoo asked quietly. “I promise it won’t be long.”

“Right,” Sunghoon said. He turned to her, before brushing a lock of hair behind her ear. “Just give us a little time to talk about it between us, hm? We’ll be done before you know it.”

There was a small scoff from Jungwon, as if to say he disagreed with that statement.

Mila frowned. But when she looked around the room again, she had a feeling nothing would progress if she stayed in the room. Kiara was right; it seemed that the boys did have something to sort out between them.

And whatever it was, it looked like they needed to sort it out quickly.

With a small nod, she relented. “Okay… I’ll go.”

And she did. She wordlessly followed Kiara to their shared room, but not without one last worried glance over her shoulder.

The last thing she saw was Jay standing from his seat, before Kiara closed the door behind them.

“OKAY, LET’S TALK.”

Jay crossed his arms over his chest as he looked at the four in front of him. Jungwon remained sitting, but gave them a similar disapproving look from behind Jay. Heeseung shifted, leaning forward in his seat and propping his elbows on his knees.

“What’s there to talk about?” Niki asked, his eyebrows furrowed in genuine confusion. “We already told you what happened.”

“That’s what. What you said right now is the problem,” Jay said heatedly. “It’s not even about the fact that the four of you are dating Mila now — it’s the fact that you knew we all had feelings for her. But none of you ever mentioned that you were going to pursue her, or that you were fine with an open relationship to begin with.”

“If you had known that we were,” Sunghoon interjected, “would you have done something? Even if she didn’t feel the same way?”

Jay nodded resolutely, leaving not a single doubt to be had.

“I would have. I would have tried anything at all to make her love me back. Because that’s who I am, I do whatever it takes to get what I want. But I didn’t. Because I knew that if I did, one of us was going to get hurt.” Jay laughed humorlessly and shook his head. “I thought you guys would have had the same consideration.”

There was a silence where no one dared to say anything. Jake hung his head and Niki bit his lip in thought. It was true: they all had a silent understanding of everyone’s feelings for Mila, but none of them voiced what they were going to do about it.

And in the great mess of emotions and impulses they acted upon in their desperateness to make some sort of progress in their relationship with her, they jumped at the chance to make her theirs. But they didn’t consider what it would be like for each other. 

How could they? Love was both selfless and selfish; something that made you want to give everything up… but also to keep all of it to yourself.

“It was my fault.”

Every head turned in Sunoo’s direction as he clenched his hands in his lap.

“What do you mean, hyung?” Jungwon asked, speaking for the first time since Mila left.

“I was the first one to make a move,” Sunoo admitted. “Mila was never going to do anything to begin with, but I convinced her to date me by saying I wouldn’t mind if she wanted you guys as well. That’s why she agreed to all of it. And then when Sunghoon-hyung walked in on us kissing—“

“You kissed?!” 

Jay, Jungwon and — surprisingly enough — Heeseung all yelled in unison.

“Yes,” Sunoo replied. “And I’m not going to apologise for it, because I’m not sorry that I kissed her.”

Sunoo had a fierce look in his eyes, full of burning determination. If there was any doubt of his strength, that one look disproved all of them.

“But think of it this way: if I never did anything when I found out that she liked us all equally — as in all seven of us — then none of us would have stood a chance,” Sunoo reasoned.

It was logical reasoning, too. What he said was true: if he hadn't gotten Mila to accept her feelings and open up to the prospect of dating more than one of the boys, none of them would be with her now. And they likely never would be. Because the chances were, Mila would never choose between them, and instead decide to wallow in self-resentment while keeping them all at arms-length to save the trouble.

If that happened, no one would be happy.

Everyone in the living room was starting to realise this as well.

“She likes all of us?” Jungwon asked quietly.

If one looked closely, they could see a spark of hope in his dark eyes. And if they looked at Jay, they would be able to see the same thing — a burning desire to act upon the feeling he had been withholding for so long.

“All of us,” Sunoo affirmed.

Jake sighed. “I get that you’re upset that we did all this behind your back… and I’m sorry we didn’t think of your feelings like you did with ours. But we can’t really take back what’s been done.”

Niki nodded. “Right. What’s done is done. There’s no use crying over spilled milk.”

In another situation, the boys might have smiled and teased their youngest for his improving Korean. But not this time. None of them particularly felt like joking around this time — even Niki himself.

“Niki’s right.” Jungwon sighed. “There’s nothing we can do about what’s happened.”

“So?” Sunghoon asked, crossing his arms and leaning back in his chair. “Since we can’t go back in time, let’s just focus on the future now. The four of us—” (Sunghoon raised his chin and notions towards himself, Sunoo, Niki and Jake.) “—have already made our decision.”

“Now it’s time for you guys to make yours,” Sunoo finished.

With that, all attention was focused towards them. Surprisingly enough, the first one to say anything was Jungwon.

“I want to be with her too,” he confessed. “More than anything.”

Sunoo, Niki and Jake all smiled at his confession. Sunghoon immediately looked at Jay, urging him to give his response. As if this was the final verdict on a trial, and there would be no turning back from whatever decision he made at this moment.

Now or never, his eyes seemed to say.

Jay sighed before lifting a hand to his forehead, massaging the skin there as if he were getting a headache.

“I don’t like how rushed this all was… but I’m not going to give up the chance to be with Mila.”

Sunghoon raised an eyebrow, sending there was a ‘but’ hidden somewhere. And he was right.

“But…”

For some reason, Jay looked over at where Heeseung was sitting. The eldest had his head bowed and was fidgeting tirelessly with his hands. At that moment, they realised that he had barely said a word throughout the whole conversation — something very out of character of him, considering he was usually the one who urged them to reach an understanding whenever there was a disagreement.

“Hyung?” Jungwon asked worriedly. “Why don’t you say something? This concerns you, too.”

Heeseung let out a dry chuckle. If only they knew just how much this issue really concerned him. Heeseung could sense the worried look that Jay was sending him, but Heeseung didn’t pay it any attention.

This was something he needed to do himself.

“I also have something I need to tell you,” Heeseung started, piquing the others’ curiosity. “It’s something I should have mentioned a long time ago…”

Jungwon and Niki shared equally confused looks. Jake, too, seemed like he had no idea of what was going on. But Sunoo and Sunghoon had looks of deep concentration, as if turning the cogs in their head. Jay, on the other hand… he knew exactly what was coming.

 “So?” Sunoo asked on behalf of the others. “What is it?”

Jungwon then asked, “Is it something to do with Mila? You know… about why you guys were being so distant around each other.”

All eyes turned to Heeseung, ranging from suspicion to curiosity. It seemed everyone there was aware of the rift that came between Heeseung and Mila, and Heeseung wasn’t sure how to feel about it. He knew things were far from good — but for everyone to be aware of it…

Heeseung sighed. He nodded.

“I never told you guys. Only Jay knows about this, because I told him the other day. But me and Kiara dated.”

“WHAT?!” Almost everyone exclaimed in unison.

“When?!”

“Why?!”

“How did we not notice anything?!”

As questions filled the air, voices overlapping each other in surprise, Heeseung sighed. He knew this wasn’t going to be easy — but he had to do it if he wanted the others to understand why things were the way they were.

“Before you say anything, can you hear me out first?” Heeseung asked. “I want you guys to get the full picture — but at this rate, we might be sitting here all day.”

There were some looks being exchanged, as if in silent communication. Another day. Heeseung might have felt pride swell in his chest at how clear the bond between his members was. But now, he was too tired — and too determined to power onwards while he could.

They all nodded, agreeing to let him speak.

So Heeseung did.

He told them everything from beginning to end: the arrangement between him and Kiara, the way Mila had stumbled upon them kissing, the confrontation that led to Mila essentially cutting ties to him… Everything.

Heeseung expected to feel shame, to feel embarrassed by what he was saying. And some part of him was. After all, how could he not? His actions had led to Mila’s heart being broken — the one they could all swear they loved. 

But more than anything, he just felt relief. Like he was breathing in air for the first time after having his head submerged in water. 

And by the end of it, all was silent. The end of a storm. No crashing waves, no chirping birds, just complete and utter silence.

The first to speak was Jake.

“What a mess,” he said.

And no one disagreed with him.

‘A mess’ was exactly what this — what all of this — was. A mess of Heeseung’s own making, whether he intended it or not. Heeseung looked at the others, waiting for them to unleash their anger, their frustration, their insults at him…

What he got was very different from his expectations.

“You know…” Sunghoon ran a hand through his hair, a dry chuckle leaving his lips. “When I first noticed that you and Mila were distant, I was happy.”

“Hyung!” Sunoo shouted.

“What?” Sunghoon asked. “I was. And don’t act like I wasn’t the only one. Who here can honestly say that weren’t jealous of Heeseung-hyung?”

The room was silent.

“See?” Sunghoon asked, having proved his point. “It’s sick, I know— but a twisted part of me was hoping that you guys would stay like that.”

“Sunghoon,” Jay warned. “That’s enough.”

Before Sunghoon could respond, someone else beat him to the punch.

“No.” To everyone’s surprise, Heeseung was the one who said this. “I want to hear what he has to say.”

After all — first it Mila’s feelings for him, then Mila’s relationship with four other men, now this? What other struggles of his members was he blind to this entire time? Heeseung needed to know.

“Well, you heard me,” Sunghoon said. “I was selfish and I wanted to keep you guys apart, because I thought that meant I could have Mila to myself.” After a moment, Sunghoon scoffed and lowered his head in shame. “…But that wasn’t how I should have thought of things.”

Sunoo smiled as he realised where Sunghoon was going, a feeling of pride bubbling in his chest as he watched the older male come to term with his faults. Sunghoon, as if sensing his gaze, looked up and shared a small smile with him.

“Thanks to Sunoo, I realised how wrong it was to think like that…” Sunghoon turned his head and looked at Heeseung. “Nothing matters more than making Mila happy — and as much as I hate to admit it… she’s happier when you’re together.”

The other members couldn’t help but watch in awe of the maturity that Sunghoon displayed when he spoke. But none more than Heeseung himself.

“Sunghoon…”

Sunghoon smiled. “I guess what I’m saying is… despite everything, I want you guys to fix things between you.”

Jay nodded at his friend’s words. “We all do,” he said.

“I mean— Who are we?” Niki asked coolly. “We’re Enhypen.”

To say Heeseung was shocked was an understatement.

“You’re not mad at me?”

“How could we be?” Jungwon asked. “It’s not your fault. Yes, Mila was hurt, but… who’s to say you’re the only one capable of it? It could have been any of us that made the same mistake. It’s just that this time, it was you.”

“That’s right,” Jay said in agreement. “We all make mistakes. What matters now is what you’re going to do to fix it.”

Heeseung’s eyes scanned the expressions of the others in the room, his heart slowly freeing itself from its cage. He never would I have expected something like this — but he was all the more grateful. And for the first time after a long few days…

He felt hope.

“SO THIS IS IT, HUH?”

Mila turned to look at Kiara. As much as it was awkward between the two of them before, Mila couldn’t really stand to sit in silence. Not when the boys were making her anxious with their prologiend conversation (which still hadn’t ended by this point) and not when she wanted to be close to the older female again. The way they always have.

Kiara nodded. “I guess so… a lot has happened.”

Mila bit her lip. “Yeah.”

“I know it’s been kinda weird between us and all that. But just so you know…” Kiara turned to face Mila. “I missed talking to you like this.”

Mila smiled. “Me too.”

It was strange how easy that managed to get back on track. How easy it was to fall into conversation, as if everything that happened the last few days was nothing. But Mila supposed that’s how they always were: the two girls of the group, the two who always had each other’s backs.

They talked and talked, and suddenly, the anxiousness Mila felt about what the boys must be talking about was starting to fade away. And along the way, Mila even finally got to learn the reason why Kiara had been so consistently absent from the dorms recently.

“Youre dating Choi Yeonjun?” Mila let out a laugh. “You’re dating the legend, I’m dating four of our members… we came a long way from single teenage girls on I-Land.”

Kiara smiled. “You’re still a teenager, though.”

Both the girls giggled, before a comfortable silence overtook them. However, there was still an underlying question there, lingering between them —  one Kiara had been meaning to answer for a while.

“Are you still mad at Hee?” Kiara asked.

Mila was quiet.

Was she mad at Heeseung? She couldn’t really tell. Her emotions were a mess — one moment she was happy, the next moment she was sad, and then after that she felt too tired to feel anything. But nothing confused her more than Heeseung did.

Actually, no — nothing confused her more than the boys did.

She hadn’t met any people who challenged her heart and her thinking the way they did. The fact that seven distinct individuals, all so different in nature all had an equal hold over her heart was unimaginable. The Mila of a year ago never would have imagined it. It was hard to say what was what when nothing she had gone through was like anything she ever experienced before.

Mila hummed as she thought of Kiara’s question.

But before Mila could say anything, there was a knock at the door.

“Angel?”

Mila’s eyes widened. She immediately sat up on her bed, the action making her heart feel like it would fly out of her mouth. Mila shared a look with Kiara, before the latter quickly helped Mila fix her hair.

The boys were finished talking now? And that voice — it was Jay! Why was he here? What was happening?

“Just a second!” Mila yelled out panickedly, her heart beating rapidly against her chest. Once Kiara was done fixing her hair, she kept off the bed and flew towards the door.

She swung the door open.

And when she did, she almost choked on her spit.

“Heeseungie-oppa?!” she exclaimed in surprise.

“Sorry. I asked Jay for a hand.” Heeseung smiled awkwardly. “Can I come in?”

Mila swallowed nervously, unable to form words in her shocked state. She had just been mulling over how conflicted her feelings about him were — but now he had to show up at her door? What was she supposed to say?

That she hated him? That she didn’t want to see his face?

Or did she say that she loved him? That she didn’t want to go a single day longer pretending like he was a stranger?

“I— well— I mean—?”

But then there was a different matter: Jay was standing there, and she had no idea what to say to him either. Was he still mad? Was he mad at her? Did he—?

“I’ll leave you two to it.”

Mila’s eyes almost bulged out of their sockets when Jay brought Mila into his arms, his hand finding the back of her head and bringing it to the crook of his neck. She got a noseful of his scent, the strength of it making her weak in the knees, so she had to grasp onto the back of his shirt for support. They stayed there a little bit longer, with his hand stroking her hair. And then, as if that weren’t enough to send Mila’s senses into overdrive, he placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

“We’ll talk more soon,” he whispered.

“S-sure…?” Mila replied in a daze.

(At least she now knew he wasn’t mad at her —  but she wasn’t sure if her heart could handle whatever that was either.)

With that, Jay left. As if that weren’t enough to boggle Mila’s mind, Kiara suddenly stood up from the bed.

“Wel, I guess that’s my cue to go,” she declared. Before Mila could protest, she was already making her way out the door. “I’m going to visit Yeonjun-oppa. If you need anything — don’t call. You have seven other people in this house you can ask for help.”

“Wha— Eonnie?!” Mila protested. 

But it was too late. Kiara had left without so much as a glance over her shoulder.

And Mila was left alone with the man that both broke her heart and made it race.

Heeseung sighed, seeing Mila’s conflicted expression. 

“Milana,” he said softly. “I know we’re not on the best terms right now… but can we please just talk?” Heeseung pleaded. “I don’t care if you don’t want to say anything to me — just please listen to what I have to say? And if you still don’t want to hear what I have to say… I’ll leave you alone.”

Mila frowned. 

One on hand, she wanted to turn up her nose at him and kick him out the door. But on the other hand… she didn’t want to leave things as they were. Even if things were awkward, and even if things could never go back to how they were — at the very least, she wanted to end things with no regrets. She wanted them to say everything they had to say.

Mila nodded and sat down on the end of her bed. “Okay. You can talk.”

Heeseung sighed. For a few moments, he stood there, unsure of what to do. But then, he took her by surprise.

He got down on one knee, so that he was in front of Mila, looking up at her, his arms on either side of her legs.

Mila’s eyes widened. “What—?”

“I’m sorry.”

Mila’s heart became still. Did she just hear that right?

“I didn’t mean for you to get hurt,” Heeseung said. His eyes were wide and earnest as they gazed up at Mila, pleasing her to hear him out. “I made a mistake— I admit it. And because of it, you… your heart was broken.” 

Mila frowned. On one hand, he was apologising… but on another hand, what was it for? Mila could curse him out all she wanted as the bad guy, but the truth was he was anything but that. Frankly, Heeseung was free to make his own decisions. That meant kissing who he wanted, when he wanted, regardless of what Mila felt about it. She knew that. Deep inside, she knew it all too well.

But the heart wanted what it wanted. And Mila wanted him — so when she couldn’t have him… her heart convinced itself that she despised him for it. That it was his fault.

But it wasn’t. Not one bit. Deep inside, Mila knew this. And now it was time she accepted it too.

“Why are you sorry?” Mila asked quietly, her voice unnervingly calm. “Why would you be? You don’t really mean that, do you?” She furrowed her eyebrows. “I mean, you got to be with Kiara-eonnie. You should be happy—“

“No.” Heeseung's voice was firm in its denial. “No… she’s a good friend, yeah. But she doesn’t make me happy like you think she does. Not the same way you do.”

Mila’s heart skipped a bit. “What are you saying?”

“I’m saying that I was an idiot,” Heeseung said. “You asked why I’m apologising? Because I was too stupid to realise that you’re the one I wanted all this time—“

“No!” Mila shot up from her bed. She couldn’t control the way her voice shook, despite her efforts to keep it stable. She shook her head as if trying to erase the words from her kind. “Don’t say that. Don’t ever say that again.”

She witnessed him kissing another woman with her own two eyes — and that broke her heart into bits. It took her forever to get to this point. To be able to talk to him without breaking down into tears. But he was going to tell her that she was the one he yearned for all this time? What sort of cruel, twisted joke was this?

“Say what?” Heeseung whispered gently. “The truth?”

“Lee Heeseung, you’re the worst!” she said, tears stinging her eyes.

“I know,” he replied, his voice soft as ever, despite Mila’s rising tone. “I’m the worst because I never realised how much you meant to me until it was too late.”

“You liar!” Mila exclaimed. “I don’t believe you!”

Heeseung stood, tilting his head down to look at Mila so that he was a breath’s width away from each other. His eyes were sad, his heartstrings tugging painfully at the sight of Mila denying his feelings for her. And why wouldn’t she? He has done nothing to give her reason to believe him, and he wanted to change that more than anything.

“What do I do to make you believe me?”

He lifted a hand, as if to sweep back Mila’s hair, but she took a step back to avoid his touch.

“Nothing!” she said. “Just— I—ugh— I don’t know! Okay? And I don’t care! I don’t want to see you!”

Heeseung’s heart twisted as Mila edged away from him, until her back was against the wall, and her head was hung low. But there was no turning back now. No matter what Mila hurled at him, he was here to stay.

“Mila…”

“You’re a bastard, you know that?” Mila said, her voice shaking as tears fell down her face. “You kissed another woman in front of me and now you’re saying you love me and not her?” Mila let out a humourless laugh. “You’re crazy. I’ll never believe you.”

Mila was losing her mind. That much was clear. When Heeseung attempted to step closer to her, she grabbed one of the plushies on her bed and threw it at him. Heeseung caught it without batting an eye, before setting it down gently on the bed where it belonged.

“I can’t believe you—“

Another plushie thrown.

“You heartless—“

And another one.

“Inconsiderate—“

… And another one.

“Jerk!”

One by one, plushies were thrown. But each and every time, Heeseung would catch them and place them back on the bed until Mila had run out of both plushies and distance between herself and Heeseung. Before she could make a grab across the bed for more ammo, Heeseung pulled her into his chest and wrapped his arms around her.

“Where did you learn all those curse words from?” Heeseung whispered into the top of her head. “They don’t suit you.”

Mila ignored him. She weakly hit his chest, her sobs even more apparent.

“Let me go!” she said. 

Heeseung simply hugged her tighter. “I can’t. I don’t want to.”

He didn’t want to lose her. Never again.

“I—“ Mila hiccuped. “I hate you!”

A tear fell down Heeseung’s cheek. “I know.”

He buried his nose into the top of her head, as more and more tears started to build up. He had forgotten what it was like to hold her like this — to feel her heart so close to his and the warmth radiating from her figure, to feel the way she so perfectly fit in his arms. It was like coming home after a long trip away. It felt right.

“I said I hate you!” Mila sobbed.

Heeseung closed his eyes. “And I love you.”

Silence.

Heeseung sniffled as his eyes became flooded by tears, streaking down his face like rain down a window. His body shook slightly with each breath, causing him to hold Mila closer — if that was even possible.

“I don’t care how long it takes,” he said. “I don’t care if you end up hating me forever… I’m too selfish, and no matter what I do I can’t let you go.”

Heeseung tilted his head back so that he was looking down at Mila. Her eyes were all ready from crying and her cheek flushed from how much yelling she had done, but he couldn’t care less. There was nothing he found more beautiful than her, no matter what she looked like — whether she had just woken up, whether she had just finished crying, or whether she was looking at him like he was the worst of the worst. He loved every side of her that she could possibly show him. And he wasn’t going to give up because of a few insults.

“You can hate me and insult me all you want,” Heeseung said. “You can fight me too if it makes you feel better. Just whatever you do… please don’t push me away.”

Heeseung brought a hand up to wipe Mila’s cheeks, despite the fact that his own were wet too from crying.

“Please,” he whispered, as if in prayer. “Just let me stay like this with you.” He leaned forward so that his forehead was leaning against hers. “Please… my love, I’m begging you.”

For a few moments, Mila couldn’t say anything. Then, she sniffled, glaring weakly up at Heeseung. “I still hate you.”

“And I still love you.”

Silence.

And then…

“S-say it again,” Mila said weakly.

Heeseung inhaled. “I love you,” he croaked out.

“Again.”

Despite himself, Heeseung let out a laugh.

“I love you.”

And no matter how long it took for Mila to see it, he would never stop reminding her. And even after that… he would never stop saying it. It might take forever, but that was okay. He had time. Besides…

Any wait was worth it, if it was for her.

“WELCOME BACK.”

Mila and Heeseung had both just left her bedroom when she found all of the boys in the kitchen, waiting for them. She couldn’t help the way she rushed over, throwing herself at Jake, who had his arms wide open for her.

Jake chuckled and rubbed her back.

“We have something to ask you,” Jake said. 

Mila sniffled and pulled back from the hug to look at Jake questioningly. She then realised what was happening: the boys standing in a semicircle around her — with Heeseung joining them to stand at the end — while looking at her with smiles on their faces.

“Why are you all up to?” she asked sceptically.

At her question, Jake slowly let go of her before moving to stand in line. Mila, confused at why he was suddenly walking away, whined and followed after him, causing the others to chuckle fondly at her.

“No, no,” Jake said, smiling so wide his cheeks must hurt. He placed his hands on her shoulder and walked her back to the centre of the semi-circle. “Stay here.”

“Why?” Mila asked. “What’s happening?”

There was some more laughs, before Jungwon slowly walked up to Mila, his cheeks burning bright red.

“Wonnie?” she asked.

“We all decided he should be the one to ask you,” Jay said with a smile. “After all, he is the leader.”

Mila’s eyes widened. Her heart started to palpitate in anticipation, butterflies threatening to flow from her mouth as they flower around hysterically in the out of her stomach. She couldn’t believe this was happening — but at the same time, she very much wished she wasn’t dreaming.

“A-ask me what?” 

Jungwon went to stand in front of Mila, before clearing his throat. “Mila-noona.”

Mila blinked. “Yes?”

“I…” Jungwon started, his face serious, albeit very red from the blush on his cheeks. But after a few seconds, he started to giggle. “I had a whole script I was supposed to say… but now that you’re here, I forgot.”

The other boys laughed around the duo. “Ayeeeee.”

But Mila couldn’t help herself. Her eyes started to water — and nothing had even started yet. Perhaps she was jumping the gun a bit… but she couldn’t help the overwhelming wave of joy that swept over her.

“What is it?” Mila asked softly.

Jungwon but his lip, before reaching out to touch Mila’s arm. Then slowly, he dragged his fingers down, sending goosebumps across her skin, as his hands latched onto hers. He peered up at her through his eyelashes, eyes sparkling with unsaid emotion.

“I like you,” he whispered. “A lot.”

Mila’s knees felt weak at the sudden confession. But Jungwon wasn’t finished.

“We all do, actually,” Jungwon said. “We fell for you — harder than you realise.”

Mila’s eyes went across the room, observing the warm gazes in their eyes. There was no denying it; Jungwon was telling the truth. But then again, he was never one to lie about things like this — it was just that Mila had taken so long to realise what was in front of her.

But it was better late than never. And she was here now.

“I fell, too,” Mila confessed back. “For all of you.”

And it wasn’t easy, either. There were as many tears as there were smiles; as much pain as there was happiness. But it was worth it, Mila decided. They were worth it.

Jungwon smiled, his eyes holding a galaxy of stars within them.

“Then in that case… will you be willing to accept us — all of us — as yours?” Jungwon bit his lip before looking down shyly.

“I know we don’t have much at the moment,” Jay said. “If we could, we would have waited a bit so we can take you somewhere nice and then give you a gift—“

“No.” All eyes fell on Mila as she spoke. She swallowed, her eyes watering as a wide smile broke out on her face. “I don’t need any of that… all I need is you all with me.”

Sunoo stepped forward. “Well you do. You have us all — if you want us.”

Mila didn’t need to think twice.

“Of course I do!” Jungwon stumbled back in surprise when Mila suddenly threw her arms around him, but quickly caught himself in time and wrapped his arms around her in reciprocation. “Yes, yes, yes — a million times, yes!”

There was laughter. And then, one by one, all the boys gathered to hug her in the centre.

At that moment they knew, they were complete.

— 1 YEAR LATER —

“What’s this surprise you were talking about?”

Jay smiled as Mila tugged his sleeve, the other boys behind him as they followed her to the living room. It was April 21, 2022, marking a year since they all became official, and the moment the clock struck midnight, Mila was dragging them to the living room, claiming she had a special gift for them.

“Just wait and see!”

Mila softly pushed Jay onto the couch before rushing over to grab the TV remote. As she fiddled with a HDMI adapter cord to connect to her phone, the boys whispered among each other.

“What’s going on?” Jake asked. “Do any of you know what she planned?”

All eyes turned to Sunoo.

“Don’t look at me. I don’t know anything, either — I’m just as clueless as you.”

“Even Sunoo-hyung doesn’t know,” Niki said. “I guess she was serious when she wanted it to be a surprise.”

“Now I’m even more curious,” Jungwon said.

Before anyone else could say anything, Mila started to shush them, as she tapped away rapidly on the screen of her phone. “Okay!” she exclaimed. “Here it comes!”

At that moment, all eyes turned to the screen.

And what they saw shocked them.

It was a YouTube video — and not just any, either. It was a newly uploaded video on their channel that they were only now just seeing. And on the thumbnail was Mila, holding a microphone.

And judging by the title, was a video of Mila doing a cover of ‘Only’ by Lee Hi.

“What’s this?” Heeseung asked, his voice soft with awe.

Mila smiled as the boys all turned to her with questioning looks.

“I secretly asked the company to let me record this… because I wanted to give you something special for our anniversary.”

Without letting the boys ask anything else, she played the video.

Immediately, soft piano began to play… followed by Mila’s voice, sweet and soothing as she sang the words to the song, her eyes conveying every emotion that she felt.

No one would know. They wouldn’t know the song was for the boys, that the ones she was singing about were those in front of her right now. But the boys did. They knew. And they couldn’t tear their eyes away from the screen as they watched their girl give her heart and soul through her performance.

The reactions were varied. But none conveyed anything less than unconditional love.

On rainy nights…

Heeseung swallowed, realising just how far he — how far they all — had come with Mila. But especially after what happened between them… he didn’t know if he’d ever have the chance to witness such a beautiful moment like this. But here he was.

Or on lonely daytimes…

Jay smiled, as he reminisced all the feelings he felt the day that they came together as one. He remembered his desperation, the heartache he felt when he first thought he no longer stood a chance with her — all replaced by the gratitude he felt for having her now.

Please colour me with your shiny light…

Jake couldn’t help the giddiness in his stomach, as he thought of the words that Mila was saying in the song — and what he would give to hear them all the time. To always be with her, whenever he could. To be able to wake up to her smile and fall asleep with her in his arms.

I’ll do better…. 

Sunghoon lowered his head with a soft smile, as he realised the things that brought them all together, were one of the things he was lost grateful for. And despite his initial reservations, he couldn’t be more happy that they were all in this together.

When you promise we will stay together…

Sunoo teared up as his mind conjured all the memories that they had made together — and the prospect of all the memories they had yet to make, in their bright future together, wherever it was that future would take them.

Now I believe…

Niki bit his lip, as he thought of just how much had changed since he came to Korea. From that young, brash kid, trying to make his way in the world — to the young man he was now, who finally knew where he belonged.

With the one I was desperately looking for…

Jungwon inhaled deeply, his eyes watering, as he was unable to contain the feeling of pride for his members — and for himself. For how far they all came not only as individuals, but a group. How they all grew, because of the simple, but complicated, thing that was love.

My oh, my oh, my oh, my love…

Mila looked at all the boys, whose eyes were fixed on the screen, a tear falling down her cheek as she realised just how lucky she was to be with them in this life. How grateful she was that she got to meet them — got to love them.

Be my only love…

At that moment, they all — one by one — turned to face her. A smile crossed Mila’s face, before running over to them. Without a word shared, they came together in a hug not unlike the one they shared one year ago.

Every step we take, it’s like a dance we perform together…

But if one looked closely enough, they would notice that they held each other tighter, and closer than they did before. A testament to how strong their bond had gotten.

My oh, my oh, my oh, my love…

It wasn’t easy — but nothing worth doing ever was. They would have their highs and their lows; there would be the good times and the bad. They would cry, they would laugh; they would fall and they would fly. But no matter what it was that came at them, they would get through it — the same way they always had.

Together.

Be my only love.

— THE END… FOR NOW —

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pairing. spider-man!jake x fem!reader wc. 430 cw. reader is described as girly in this notes. jake as spiderman hcs will be coming next ofc

Being Spider-man’s girlfriend was hard. It was even harder when the villains that wanted him got to you as bait. You’ve had about five dresses ruined, ten barrettes lost and a plethora of broken nails before you had a mental breakdown one night. Jake promised to replace everything and while you appreciated it, you told him to save his money. That would probably be ruined too.

If you weren’t kidnapped by some flying vulture or psychotic green goblin- then you were caught in the crossfire of Jake fighting one of them. Sometimes, and only for a split second, you would question why you stuck around. But as soon as the thought came, it left and caused you to feel guilty for even thinking about it. You were absolutely in love with Jake and couldn’t bear to leave him. Even though your life was constantly in danger, he’d always come to save you.

“Aren’t I supposed to be patching you up?” You giggled, wincing when he carefully cleaned up the deep cut on your face. It was yet another run in with Vulture and if Jake had shown up five seconds too late- you would have been street-pizza.

“Yeah, but I heal quicker than you.” Jake mumbled, his eyes still showing concern. You had reassured him that you were fine, multiple times, but he didn’t want to leave your side. His mask was discarded on the floor and you were able to see his pretty face. Bruised and cut, but still pretty nonetheless.

“I promise I'll buy you a hundred bows and headbands and all the pink stuff you could imagine. Or even those macaroons you like from the bakery down the block..oh hey, didn’t you say you wanted to get your nails done? I can give you money.” Jake rambled, listing off things to make you feel better. You had never asked for them, Jake was just thoughtful (and felt insanely guilty about putting you in near death situations). You stopped his rambling by holding his face in your hands, smiling at him to show that you weren’t upset.

“You don’t have to get me anything. Knowing that you’re alive and well is more than enough for me.” You said sincerely, looking into his eyes directly. Jake bit back a smile, nodding in understanding. He thought it was cute how you never really expected anything from him, even though he still went out and got stuff for you anyways.

“Although…maybe those macaroons would be nice right about now.” You mumbled, giving the boy a shy smile. He chuckled before standing up to look for some clothes to put on. Jake never wasted time when it came to you.

“Whatever you want, princess.”

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“my arm is going to lose circulation if you keep doing that.”

tsukishima glares—or attempts to—at you and scoffs. of course you won’t budge. “it’s not going anywhere, can you let go please?”

you pout, displeased with your boyfriend’s comment. you haven’t seen him all day and only 30 minutes ago had you entered his apartment. needless to say, you currently cling to him like a koala.

he wrangles himself free of your grasp, relieved for his lungs and limbs. walking over to your shared closet—really just his clothes you steal—he rummages before finding something and tossing it your way. “here’s a sweatshirt. that make you feel better?”

you feel your frustration spill over and look at him with a frown. “that’s not the same thing!” you cry, tossing the clothing aside, “why would i want that when you’re right here?”

he blinks, glaring at the sight of your small tantrum. “hey, chill out.” he flicks your forehead before kissing the very spot.

he becomes silent, knowing he can’t argue with your logic. for once, you actually have a very valid point. and maybe, just maybe tsukishima likes when you’re clingy.

you sniffle, watching him settle back at his desk. you’re prepared to go and slip the sweatshirt on but you’re stopped when he softly calls your name.

“come here.” he scoots his chair back and pats his lap.

you stare at him with wide eyes, and wait for someone to pinch you. to wake you up from your dream.

tsukishima blushes a light red, the color spreading through his cheeks and the tips of his ears. “i’m going to retract my offer in a minute if you don’t hurry up.” he threatens, and you can tell he’s flustered by the way he awkwardly has his arms open.

you practically leap into his lap, and he grunts softly at the impact. another blush creeps up his neck and you plant several kisses on his skin. he adjusts you so your legs wrap around his waist as he sits in the chair.

“is that better now?” he asks, his voice rumbling against you at a frequency you know and love.

you curl impossibly further into him. “much better now.” a pleased hum leaves you and you smile.

you hear kei humming a song you recognize as one from your shared playlist and you become elated. he’s not the best singer, but he only really ever hums or sings when he’s around you, and nothing can beat the feeling of being special.

one of kei’s hand slip up your lower back and he rubs small circles up your spine. the gesture makes you drowsy, and you feel yourself begin to fall asleep.

when kei feels the weight of your head on his chest, he almost says your name before he looks down. his heart swells when he sees you fast asleep, hands gripping onto his t-shirt. you look so…peaceful in his hold and he’s glad that no one else but him can hold you like this. see you like this. never in a million years would he want to see you in someone else’s arms.

he smiles, carefully shifting you in his hold so that he can still work. his large hand cradles the back of your head before he presses several kisses to your forehead, his silent way of showing how grateful he is for you. of being able to have you and cherish you and love you like he should.

after awhile he decides to take a break. he picks you in his arms before he moves to your shared bed. he hears you call his name, your voice small and confused.

kei carefully slides in next to you, hushing you quietly. “it’s okay. you’re okay, sweet girl. just go back to sleep. i’m right here.” he says softly, pulling you on top of his chest.

“m‘kay.” you mumble, closing your eyes again.

and you’re sure you’re not hallucinating but if you weren’t so drowsy, you could clearly hear kei mumble ‘love you’ before you fall back asleep.

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엔하이픈 ୨୧ female reader eight hundred non-idol au fluff established relationship + cw. not proof-read pet-names skinship kissing ( other )

heeseung

would love to bump his head against yours; whenever he is hugging you or after a kiss, his head would collide with yours slightly.

would boop your nose often, letting out a cute sound every time he does. would love to watch your nose crunch as his fingers approaches you.

would tend to look at you from up to down, with a smirk appearing on his face as you talk to him, absentmindedly— without even noticing the soft blush appearing on your face.

would lean on you often, his whole weight on you or just his head sometimes. would do it with a loud dramatic and desperate sigh.

jongseong

would pull you on his laps a lot. catching your wrist as you walk quickly past him, wrapping his hands around your hips, would always find a way.

would spend hours learning how to make your perfect lips combo so he can kiss you all he wants without you whining too much about it.

during cool time, would scold you for a few minutes with a very soft tone and a worried face that you can’t take seriously before draping his coat on your shoulders.

wipe things off you face very often while he whispers a ‘cute’— a fallen eyelash, water from the rain or even food, sometimes you swear he is just finding excuses.

jaeyun

would love to put his hands in your jeans pocket. chin resting on your shoulder as he comes from behind, hands getting into the front pockets of your jeans and make you stumble slightly.

would help you zip your coat whenever you two get out together. would take it as a serious matter; he can’t afford having his girlfriend getting too sick and not letting him cuddle her.

whenever you seat next to him, especially when you are a leaning a bit forward when you chat with someone else, would lean his head on your shoulder.

would always put his arm around your shoulder and come closer to you while he shows you something on his phone— and would not let you go after.

sunghoon

would love to kiss your hand, from the tip of your fingers to the middle of your warm palm and the back of it. would, with both of his hands, hold yours and lend kisses on them.

would love to lie on your chest, with his ears right on your heart, so he can hear your heartbeats while you pat his hair in a sugarcoated motion.

would flex his biceps in front of you very often, asking you to wrap your arms around his biceps firmly so he can pick you up with one arm only— and would always succeed.

keeps an hand on your back all the time when you are outside together, making sure he doesn’t loose in a crowded place or that your are close enough; leaning forward to hear you talk.

seonwoo

everything that he would lay his eyes on which reminds him of you in the slightest would end up on your hands in the next twenty four hours.

would hold the umbrella for you whenever it rains or when there is too much sun, usually forgetting to protect himself from the unpleasant weather.

would help you redo your makeup, putting on some blush on your cheeks and some mascara. would tell you how pretty your look during the whole process and would kiss you a ton of times.

would put his cheek against yours, especially in private, while he would hug you or cuddle with you— even without any reason at all, would just love to do this.

jungwon

would have that annoying habit of looking over your shoulder as you are too focused on your phone his liking, would definitely start tapping on it at some point to get your attention.

would run to you whenever you are doing the laundry, starting to folds the clothes next to you without saying anything; then, a long conversation would start.

would keep a picture of you in his wallet. and would open it in a way that everyone can see, just so they ask who it is. would tell them that you are his girlfriend with the proudest smile ever.

would adore to look up to you with his big eyes that remind you of boba. staring at you with a slight grin, would love to see you flush and stumble over your words.

riki

would take your bag absentmindedly when you are together, without even asking for permission or anything; his fingers would find the handle and take the purse away from you as you talk.

would let your habits rub off on him so easily, would be made fun off because of the fact that he would be caught using your favorite expressions very often.

would use tricks to kiss you; “baby look at this,” while pointing at a distance, just to hold your chin and turn your head to his before landing a soft peck on your lips.

would feed you while using the plane method— finding it deeply funny for some reasons you don’t understand at all, and because he would think you are cute.

okwy notes — this was supposed to be an hyung line work but .. oh well ! i’m finally on holidays ><

no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the dining table, from the bed to church, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while i gasp for air, scream for satan mercy, HE CAN TOP ME. until i’m swollen, until i’m crying, until he’s out of juice, until i can’t walk, until i’m numb, until my throat hurts, until my cheeks are red, until the neighbours know his name, until my inside becomes outsides, until my holes remember the shape, until my jaws fall off, until my legs are useless, until my eyes are rolled back and it stays there, until my body does a backflip, until my whole body shakes, until the skin peels off, until i’m paralyzed for the rest of my life, until all my holes are filled, until i can’t breathe, until it gets longer than before, until he can’t stand anymore, until i die, until his testicles don’t cum anymore, until my mouth can't eat, until i remember the length of it, until the end of time, until it reaches my stomach, until he’s grunting and growling, until the whole world hears. i’m gonna get him pregnant ten times, over breeding him all day and all night, no protection just me and him all over the house on the floor, on the couch, on the bed, in the shower, on the rooftops, even god couldn’t pull me out of him.