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woncoyo · 2 months

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★ SHE'S ALL THAT — PSH

synopsis: you're a naive soul clueless about the intricacies of relationships, yet fate has woven you deeply in love with lee juyeon. after awkwardly pouring your heart out to sunghoon, the person you hold the most disdain for, he surprisingly resolves to assist you in shedding your awkwardness and becoming more appealing, perhaps to finally catch the eye of your longtime crush.

or where sunghoon embarks on a journey to help you get together with juyeon, seeking to make amends for all the years he tormented you during school, without considering the possibility of falling for you.

genres: romance, fluff, frenemies to lovers, he fell first and harder, adulthood au, college au, comedy, written series, opposites attract.

warnings: suggestive (more like scenes with a lot of tension), mentions of sex, bad jokes, swearing.

author's note: i'm really excited about this story (which is an improved version of the heeseung long fic 'the way i loved you' that i posted a while ago under the username chacottone). i can't promise frequent chapter updates, but i'll do my best not to prolong the end of this series. feel free to interact and support its progress <3

taglist: open! send an ask or comment to be added.

CHAPTERS:

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀prologue.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀chapter one.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀chapter two.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀chapter three.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀chapter four.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀chapter five.

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parkjayist · 3 months

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SERIES IN PROGRESS!: ESSENCE OF ROMANCE (pjs)

sum park jongseong is in denial, but the truth is undeniable: he's hit a dead end. how can he maintain his title as a world renowned chemist if he can't even advance his own research? meanwhile, you, an aspiring chemist, have faced constant belittlement from your male colleagues as you pursue your own groundbreaking research in isolation. when jongseong finds you conducting experiments in HIS own lab, he's enraged. he's enveloped in fury when he realizes that you two are trying to research the same topic. yet, buried beneath his rage lies a deep sense of desperation, and he's willing to do anything to finally finish his research he's been putting off for so many years. perhaps you're the missing piece in his research (and life).

pairing chemist!park jongseong x female chemist!reader

genre written series, slowburn, angst, fluff, " enemies " to lovers, coworkers au, 1960s au, smarty pants x smarty pants

warnings misogyny, a lot of angst, kissing, swearing, chemistry terms, ( more will be included in each chapter ! )

wc 4k (updated: 3/22/24)

notes sooo i watched lessons in chemistry a while ago and i liked it a lot. i'm also really into chemistry so i thought of implementing it into my writing! this is inspired by the show/book lessons in chemistry !! if you watched the show or read the book, you'll probably find some scenes in this series that may seem familiar :)

want to be tagged when each fic comes out? send me a dm / reply below!

masterlist for this series

prologue.

i. flour(sour) start

ii. that old feeling

iii.

iv.

vi.

vii.

to be added...

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kazmura-archived · 8 months

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TROUBLED HEARTS 💭 hoon written series

SYNOPSIS! finally a teenager has gotten her own apartment, the only problem is that she's sharing it with the most popular boy in school, and they have to keep it a secret without getting expelled

or in which park sunghoon is a total jerk who you've been scammed into living with, will you be able to get through this no feelings involved?

✶ ﹕ find themes & genres here

open taglist (@kflixnet) @flwrshee @imhuh @luvistqrzzz @cherriruto @jlheon @beomgyusonlywife @enhastolemyheart @manooffline @haechansbbg @ikeumi @giraffeass

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euphor1a · 2 years

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— hush; so, it begins

↬ pairing: dom!yeonjun x sub f!reader x switch!jay

↬ genre: friends to lovers, polyamory, smut, fluff and angst.

↬ summary: It was wrong from the start. You knew it. But heck, you’d be lying if you say that you didn’t love it when Yeonjun and Jay destroyed you(r friendship); no pun intended.

↬ navigation | series masterlist

↬ rating & word count: 18+ ; 6.8k

↬ warnings: profanity, mentions of social anxiety and insecurities, several awkward encounters, alcohol consumption, explicit sexual content: grinding, dry humping, fingering, exhibitionism, loads of praise and dirty talk, body worship, mmf threesome, nipple play, oral (f! & m! receiving), marking, some cock warming, like two spanks, unprotected sex, cream-pie, multiple orgasms (f! receiving), over stimulation, a bit of blacking out, aftercare <3

↬ a/n: god </3 this feels like a fever dream now 🥴; did you miss this devastatingly sexy duo too? 😔 anyway, let’s not be too sad, because they’re back to make us feel empty yet so full, in every way possible <3

Sigh.

This is probably the seventh time you’ve shown your disinterest within the past 20 minutes. Yeonjun, on the other hand, keeps demonstrating about the house party he has planned enthusiastically, not once paying attention to you.

“I’m up for it! It’s been so long since we got together for a party!” Beomgyu chimes in, bringing his hands together for a clap.

You can’t help but groan internally when a bunch of others nod in agreement.

Why the hell did Yeonjun even think of inviting you if he was going to plan a party with his gang all along?

Your relationship with his homies is not really smooth, per se. They’re all so different and you struggle to blend in with them. Plus, for some reason, most of them take pleasure in teasing you for every little thing.

Crossing your arms around your chest, you huff. From your peripheral vision, you can notice Jay. Seems like he’s really engrossed with whatever Yeonjun is showing on his iPad.

Great, the only two people here who are actually considerate towards you, are too busy to care about how you feel.

“Aw, why the long face, Cinderella? Afraid that you can’t stay out late to party with us?” Beomgyu makes a sound out of pity; and suddenly all attention turns towards you.

“I’m like ninety-nine-point nine percent sure that she doesn’t wanna be a part of this.” Soobin added that Taehyun and Heeseung agreed.

“Yeah… she doesn’t like this stuff. She always leaves so early.” Heeseung throws you a sympathetic look.

You can’t help but roll your eyes. Why are you still here, again?

“Cut it out, guys. Let her be.” Jay frowns at his friends, looking at you with an apologetic smile that momentarily melts you. “I’m sure she would have loved to join the fun if all of you were a bit more friendly.”

“Yah! Park Jongseong! Are you taking her side over us?” Beomgyu grumbles, running a hand through his long mullet hair. “On top of that, we are friendly! What are you even implying? Everyone here is nice!”

“Sure.” You quip back, drawing the ‘e’ out as much as possible.

“See!” Beomgyu waves his hand dramatically at Jay. “And you are throwing accusations left and right! Oh, what world are we living in? Friendship is a joke.”

Beside you, Taehyun shakes his head out of disappointment. “Gyu, please calm the fuck down, will you? We are here for brunch, not for some Shakespearean drama.”

Beomgyu looks at him, shocked, his hand coming to rest on his chest with a ‘how could you’ expression. Everyone breaks into laughter, leaving a very offended Gyu behind.

“Okay, okay, now stop this before someone storms out of the house.” Yeonjun declares, slightly out of breath. Oh look, someone finally figured out how to talk.

“True, we need to focus on planning anyways if we wanna have that party.” Jake clicks his tongue, taking a spoonful of chocolate mousse into his mouth.

“You guys go ahead with the planning! I’ll be upstairs.” You excuse yourself and get away from the table immediately. Your naked feet make a soft padding sound as you climb up the stairs, but Yeonjun’s gravelly voice causes you to halt and turn around.

“____, you can help us plan this, you know? Why are you leaving…?”

“I’m not good at planning, wouldn’t dream of ruining your perfect little plan,” you state bluntly, locking eyes with him for a moment before waving at everyone and continuing upstairs.

It’s a rather beautiful day, you think, closing your eyes as the gentle breeze grazes your skin. This particular balcony of Junnie’s house has always been your favorite one. Your heart skips a beat when you think back to the moment you refused him and came up here. He almost looked… sad. But it’s not really your fault, is it? He knows damn well you struggle with social anxiety, and how teasing about this insecurity of yours affects you badly. Maybe you are a little bit too sensitive, feeling hurt because Yeonjun didn’t stop his friends. He is the host of this whole thing after all, shouldn’t he be the one making sure that his guest is alright?

And then, there’s Jay. You don’t really know how to feel about that guy. He’s usually the only one except Yeonjun who actually pays attention to you, but sometimes… he’s just cold and distant. But for what it matters, he did stand up for you today, unlike someone else.

Taking a deep breath, you close your eyes. No, you are not mad at Beomgyu, or any of the guys, if you’re being honest. You are an adult. You can handle some teasing. But you still feel the tinge of sadness clawing at your heart. Why? You shouldn’t really expect Yeonjun to protect you or whatsoever. You’re just another friend of his. And he has plenty of them.

“Hello? Earth to ____?”

You turn around quickly, finding yourself face to face with Heeseung. The look on his face is apologetic, probably because he knows that he scared you. To your surprise, he speaks up first, “Um, hey... so... will you come back with me? After you left everyone kinda went silent and...Uhh…” He stumbles upon his words, unsure what to say.

“And? Why would y’all be silent? Go ahead and do your planning, please! It’s not my scenario, so I left. Nothing about whatever happened there at all, I promise! I mean… I’m used to you guys pulling my leg on every occasion you can.” You giggle at the end, watching Heeseung as he tries to process what you said.

After a few moments of silence from his side, he sighs. “I hope you know that we don’t really mean it when we try to make fun of you! It’s just that… you’re the only girl friend Yeonjun always keeps around for every occasion, so we are just. Um... y’know…”

Although you don’t really understand what he’s trying to imply, you nod. Heeseung smiles sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. He’s cute.

“You think I’m cute?” He arches an eyebrow at you, a subtle smirk playing on his lips. You blink confusedly for a moment before it hits you.

“Shit– I said that out aloud, didn’t I? Sorry…”

“Don’t be,” he assures, “I’m flattered. And for the record, I think you’re very pretty too.”

You feel heat rushing to your cheeks, and you cast your eyes down. “Oh, um… thanks.”

Heeseung reaches out to pat your head, “You’re very welcome, swee–”

“Yeah, okay, please stop before I try to bleach my ears.” A very familiar voice calls out from behind, your blood freezing immediately. Why is Yeonjun here? How much did he hear?

You don’t really know why this sudden surge of anxiety is knocking the breath out of your lungs; does he have that much power over you? You shouldn’t be worried that Junnie caught you flirting with Heeseung, but you are, and you don’t know why.

“Oh, c’mon dude, you’re clearly just jealous.” Heeseung huffs, rolling his eyes. However, Yeonjun seems unfazed, his eyes absorbing each and every of your small movements.

“Go downstairs and tell them that we’ll meet up another day to plan. Will you Hee?”

You dare to steal a glance at him, clearly surprised with the sudden change of his mind. What is he thinking?

“Hmm, yeah… I guess.” Heeseung sighs, looking at you one last time before strolling away. His footsteps echo through the empty space, leaving you alone with Yeonjun.

“I’m sorry.” He takes a step towards you, his voice faltering. “Please don’t be mad at me, ____. Tell me what I did wrong, and I’ll make sure to never repeat it again.”

You shudder a little when you realize that he’s standing very close to you, trying to peer into your eyes. Forcing yourself to look somewhere else, you mumble, “I’m not mad at you…”

“You are not a good liar. We both know that.”

“I’m just hurt, okay? And it’s fucking stupid because for some reason I expected you to– ugh!” your voice is a bit louder, but it’s still shaky, giving your emotions away.

“Look at me.”

Receiving no response from your end, Yeonjun cups your cheek to lock your eyes together, gently holding your waist with his other hand to keep you steady.

“It’s not stupid. Your emotions are valid. I’m sorry for letting them go ahead with it, ____, I was… how do I phrase it? I just don’t want to be a bad friend, you know? They’re chaotic and, um, kinda carefree… but I trust them with my life. But I guess, I still ended up being a bad friend. To you. I’m sorry.”

You can see the storm of emotions in his hazel orbs, and at this moment you feel like the villain. Maybe you let your emotions cloud your judgment a bit too much. Maybe it’s your fault that you didn’t even consider anything else but how you feel.

“Don’t apologize… you didn’t do anything wrong. I’m the problem here,” you manage to breath out, your eyes and throat burning as you struggle to hold yourself up.

Yeonjun immediately knows what’s about to happen, his arms snaking around your waist to pull you into his chest. Fresh tears soak through his fancy sweatshirt, a choked cry escaping you.

“Shhh, how many times have I said that self-pity is not allowed here? You’re not a problem, and you’ll never be. Got it? Don’t blame yourself for feeling certain emotions, please.”

“But I ruined everything.” you muffle out, holding onto him for dear life as your body shakes with the powerful sobs. Yeonjun draws soothing patterns on your back, whispering encouragement and trying to hush you.

“You really didn’t, baby, everything is alright. I’ll meet up with them soon enough and plan this thing out. And we can grab some ice cream tomorrow if you feel up to it, hm?”

“I don’t even deserve you,” you whine, sniveling. He drops a gentle kiss on your head, rocking you back and forth.

“You do. You deserve every best thing in this world. Loads of cuddles, yummy food with loads of cheese and obviously, ice cream. And the best things include me too.”

Resting your chin on his chest, you look up at him. Yeonjun is looking at you with a fond smile, and for the first time today, you find yourself matching that smile of his. Some might say that you’re in love with him, but you don’t care.

Wrapped up in Yeonjun’s arms, you enter the kitchen of his apartment downstairs, unsure about the time. You two spent a lot of time together, cuddling and listening to each other, trying to get rid of any misconceptions. And right now, you’re quite sure you could float in the air if you wanted to.

“You didn’t finish your plate, did you? No wonder you feel hungry.” He shakes his head out of disappointment. “What do you want to eat? Spoiler alert, I don’t have any tacos or pizza left.”

You pout, seemingly dissatisfied from the news. “Then… maybe those chicken pockets you made?”

“Nope. All gone. Motherfuckers ate and left no crumbs.”

“Wow, such a respectful way to address your friends.” You giggle, tiptoeing to grab a pack of Doritos from the snack cupboard and heading outside.

“Hey! Give that back! ____!” Yeonjun follows close behind. “Give it back! Wait– Jay? Soobin?”

“We aren’t interrupting, are we?” Soobin gives him a knowing look, while Jay approaches you immediately, taking the packet away.

“Are you okay? Do you know how worried we both were?” Jay asks, his voice harsh. Unsure about whom the question is directed to, you stay silent, looking at the three men with big, doe eyes. A collective sigh of defeat escapes them.

“Why are you two still here? I thought everyone left?” Yeonjun sulks, snatching the Doritos from Jay’s grasp.

“We were worried, as Jay mentioned,” Soobin says calmly. “At first ____ left us like that, then Heeseung went to do damage repair, after that you left because apparently it was taking too long,” he stops for a moment to take a breath, continuing soon. “And then Heeseung comes down to tell us that you said we’ll be planning some other day and we can leave for today. All of us decided to lounge around, but guess what? We could hear someone crying. It went from casual to awkward super quick and everyone started leaving. Jay wanted to make sure that both of you are okay, especially her, so I decided to keep him company. Not gonna lie, I was worried too.”

You feel yourself turning small under Jay’s intense gaze. Yeonjun is dumbfounded for several moments before he complains, “I’m fine. No need to worry for me. And I think she’s alright now, but she’s hungry.”

Jay pulls out his car keys, his stern face softening a little. “Okay so, I guess it’s settled then. I can drop off both of you home and buy ____ some lunch. Thanks for having us over, Yeonjun!”

“That’s not necessary… I don’t wanna be bothersome.” You cough, drawing their attention back to you.

“It is. You’re hungry and it’s literally two pm. There’s no way in the hell that I’m letting you walk home like that. Come on now!” Jay looks at Soobin and Yeonjun for some support, which they gladly provide.

“He’s right, baby, and it’s not bothersome. Now shoo.” Junnie ushers you all outside, Soobin smacking his hand amusedly.

“We’re going! Lord, stop that.”

You look at him with a small smile, “Bye... remember your promise!”

Yeonjun winks, waving at you, “Wouldn’t dare to forget, princess!”

You get in the front passenger side of Jay’s luxury Mercedes, the smile lingering on your lips. He wastes no time to start the engine, driving off outside. And within seven minutes, Soobin is waving his goodbye, telling you to take care and making an unknown hand gesture to Jay. You think of asking what it means for a second, but you end up staying silent.

“What do you want to eat?” He asks, eyes fixed on the road.

“Do you mind if I grab some Chick-fil-A?”

“Of course not. Although it’s not really healthy, I’m no one to judge or stop you.”

“Thanks. I guess.” You fidget with your fingers, feeling nervous for some reason. Does his opinion about you really matter that much? Why do you want to leave a good impression so bad?

However, it’s all gone when you finally bite into the burrito you ordered, humming happily. “I won’t get your car dirty, don’t worry!!” You muffle out the words, trying to chew the big bite of meat and wrap you’ve taken.

Jay chuckles at that, and you notice how beautiful he looks while smiling freely. “I’m not worried. I’m just happy that you’re happy.”

You feel your throat closing, your wide eyes turning towards him. “Wha– what??”

“Nothing?! I’m happy because you look happy with whatever that burrito is.”

“Oh– um–” You reach for the water bottle, taking a few gulps and letting it go down your throat. “Thank you for paying… You are too kind. I mean, I know you’re rich, but still. Oh god– please ignore me, I’m so embarrassed. I’ll just— stop!”

His laugh only gets louder, and for a moment you curse yourself for being so weird. “You’re so adorable.” Jay looks at you, his hand suddenly reaching out to graze your lips. You freeze under his gentle touch that makes your stomach erupt with butterflies, unsure about the whole situation.

“Oh, sorry,” he realizes, licking his lips and retracting. “There were… crumbs.”

“I’m sorry– I just thought that–”

“It’s okay, I should’ve asked before touching you.”

You both avoid that topic for the rest of the ride, making small talk about numerous things. And that’s when you understand how comfortable you are with Jay. Everything about him is just… so homey. You only met him through Yeonjun several months back, but he’s certainly an amazing person. Maybe you’re kinda falling for him, but let’s not think about it now. Life goes on, right? We shall see.

It’s been weeks since that day. Those three hours pretty much changed the dynamics between not only you and Yeonjun, but also you and Jay. Safe to say that both of them have been spoiling you with all the attention and things you like since, and as a result you’re here today. The party which originally caused all of it to begin with.

Heeseung smiles when he notices you standing in the corner, his bright aura enough to make you feel welcomed here. “____! So, you did join us! Glad to see you here, wanna have a drink?”

“I know, goodness, such a rare thing to happen, huh? And sure! But nothing too strong, please!”

He clicks his tongue, which is practically an epitome of ‘gotcha’. Waving off Soobin, he yells, “Hey! Bring two glasses of that fancy champagne we have! It’s for someone very special we have here, of course!”

Soobin gives a thumbs up, scurrying away to get the refreshments. Jay walks over to you with a huge grin on his face. “My, my, look who decided to join us! We’re delighted, milady!”

“Oh, please, as if you weren’t begging me to join this party a few days ago during our movie-night.”

Heeseung elbows Jay, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. “What are you two up to, hm? Having Netflix and chills now?”

“Shuddup!! Just Netflix and no chill.” Jay grumbles, a blush creeping up on his cheeks.

You feel your face heating up after his words sink in. Did he just complain about not getting it?

“I hate to interrupt but here’s the special champagne you ordered, for our very special guest.” Soobin announces with a flourish, making you laugh.

“Y’all are so dramatic for no reason.” You take a glass of the offered bubbly drink, clinking the glasses with Heeseung.

“To new beginnings!”

They laugh out loud, shaking heads at your implication. “Careful there, princess, you just might get hooked with this stuff.” Jay states, but you wave him off, too busy to enjoy the sweet taste of champagne on your tastebuds.

After three more glasses and probably almost an hour, you wander off to the poolside, where the main fun is happening. But just as you’re about to turn around the corner, someone grabs your elbow and pulls you close. You shriek, ready to attack, calming down when you realize that it’s Yeonjun.

“My god! Who is this? Damn, look at you! Hot. Fire.”

Playfully smacking his shoulder, you retort back. “Hi to you too, sexy stranger.”

“Are you admitting that I’m sexy?” You feel his hot breath fanning over your neck as he leans down to whisper those words.

“Stop!! You’re so full of yourself!” You pout, trying to ignore the goosebumps on your skin.

“It’s just a part of this package, baby.”

“Sure, mister.” This is the first time you’re hearing him call you ‘baby’ in such a sultry voice, and honestly? You’d pay to hear it again.

“Wanna dance? I don’t think we’ve danced together before.”

You swallow nervously, nodding. “Lead the way.”

But what starts out as two friends dancing and having harmless fun, turns into much more after a few songs.

You should probably tell him to stop. Or give him some excuse and walk away yourself.

But the way Yeonjun is guiding your ass back on his groin feels too good.

Lips parting with a whine, your head lolls back to rest on his chest, your heart beating in sync with the loud music thrumming in your ears. You can practically feel his smirk as he leans down to whisper. “Enjoying ourselves, are we, hm?”

The alcohol in your system makes you slightly light-headed, and you find yourself being bolder than usual. Turning around, you wrap your hands around his neck, pulling him closer to drop a chaste kiss along his jaw. “Very much.” You purr, not so subtly bumping your hips with his.

Yeonjun shivers a little as you bury your nose where his shoulder meets his neck. From this close, you can sense how his heart beats rapidly, the alluring scent of his expensive cologne intoxicating you further. Feeling rather wicked, you trail your hand to the bulge forming in his trousers, the hands resting on your ass tightening as you do so.

“____…” he warns, his low voice adding more wetness between your legs.

This isn’t you. You’re not the one to grope your irresistibly hot friend’s crotch under any circumstances, even if you’re tipsy and horny. And shamelessly grinding on Yeonjun when you know his whole circle of friends could be watching? Oh hell no. But right now, being in his arms and enjoying how he gets worked up only for you, feels so fucking right.

You’ve always found Yeonjun very handsome and charismatic. Then again, who doesn’t? You even might’ve had a crush on him earlier this year. But that’s not important right now. Because he’s leading you upstairs, away from the crowd. And for the first time in 2 years of your friendship, you feel thankful that he has a luxury villa style apartment.

Your stomach does backflips from excitement and your body yearns for his touch. Yeonjun seems rather calm and collected, nodding and smiling at Taehyun and Jake, who are lounging near the staircase. You worry if they know what you two are up to, but surprisingly, they look more concerned than suspicious. Jake even pats your back briefly, “Drink less next time, little girl, you look like you have a high fever.” You halt at that, pouting at him for calling you a little girl.

“Jake, not now, please. She needs rest. Or are you volunteering to watch over her for the rest of the night?” Yeonjun states in a matter-of-fact tone.

“Nah mate, I’m not good with that stuff! You go ahead.” The brunette answers immediately, retracting from you. Taehyun follows him with a sigh, giving you a small wave and a smile.

You look back at Yeonjun shortly after, he still looks strangely composed as he motions you to come with him. So, you nod, gripping onto his outstretched hand.

However, once he reaches the small passageway that connects his bedroom and living room, he seems to lose it entirely. Pushing you up against the wall, his lips find yours in a passionate kiss. You squeak a little from surprise, tilting your head to the side and deepening the kiss once you recuperate. His mouth is surprisingly gentle, and the kiss is filled with unspoken emotions and desires, making your heart flutter.

“Please…” you whimper, not really knowing what you are requesting for. Yeonjun trails butterfly kisses down your jaw and throat, finding his refuge on the soft flesh of your neck. He licks the left collarbone gingerly, his teeth sinking into your skin soon after.

“Junnie, please.” You shudder involuntarily, rubbing yourself against him, looking for any type of friction you can get. He smiles at that, his right hand coming down to squeeze your thigh.

“Is my doll that desperate?” You nod frantically in response, mewling as he bunches up the short black dress around your hips. Forcing your thighs apart, Yeonjun presses his index finger against your clothed cunt, hissing when he feels the moisture. “Fuck.”

A string of incoherent words leaves you, his thumb now rubbing circles on your clit. He’s not exactly patient now, pushing the lacey material of your thong away and dipping his fingers into your soaked folds. Knees buckling from the contact, you anchor yourself using his shoulders, scared that you might fall otherwise.

“You have no idea for how long I’ve wanted to feel you like this.” Yeonjun rasps, teasing your entrance with his middle finger.

“In me, please.” You whine almost pathetically, clenching around nothing upon his confession. He chuckles lowly, giving you a hard kiss.

“So cute. Requesting like a good girl always, how polite.” Before you can say something, his finger penetrates you, your mouth falling open. His lips are back onto yours, muffling the sinful sounds you make. Eager to meet his single digit that eases you, you rock your hips back and forth, another one soon joining inside your warmth.

“Fuck, baby, so tight. Can’t imagine how good you’re gonna feel around my cock.” The thought alone is enough to make you come, but you grit your teeth, fingers digging into his shoulder, desperate to make it last. Yeonjun grunts, picking up pace, wet and unflattering sounds paired up with your whimpers bouncing off the walls.

And that’s why, probably, none of you heard the footsteps approaching.

“Dude c’mon, you can’t ditch your own party like this! I can take care of ____, people are talking about leaving and it’s barely—” Jay stops dead in his tracks when he notices you, almost hidden by Yeonjun’s tall frame.

“Let them leave. Tell Heeseung and Soobin to wrap it up for the night.” Yeonjun speaks up, his voice hoarse. But Jay’s gaze stays focused on you, noticing your flushed face that you try to hide. The fact that a friend of yours has caught you wetting your other friend’s fingers, embarrasses you to the point no one can imagine.

“Jay, I told you something.” Yeonjun repeats.

He doesn’t even bother to look at Junnie, his hungry stare falling on your dress that’s hiked up, and Yeonjun’s fingers that are buried inside your pussy.

You squeeze the still fingers inside you, Jay’s somewhat predatory glare making you writhe. Why does he have to look so sexy?

Yeonjun is quick to catch up on things, growling in your ear. “You like it, huh? You like that he’s eye-fucking you? Naughty girl.”

Whining, you look down to avoid both of their eyes. Your core aches despite having Junnie inside. You want Jay. No, you need him.

Yeonjun starts moving his fingers again, catching you completely off-guard. A lewd moan escapes you, the sound of your needy voice stirring something carnal in both men.

“Fuck it, I wanna feel you too, ____.” Jay growls, sounding like a wounded animal. You look at him through hooded eyes, biting your lip. He is simply sculpted like a Greek god, and you won’t deny the attraction you feel towards him. Also, the way he’s looking at you right now? It’s like you’re the only one who matters to Jay in this world.

Trying to imagine him all over you, your walls clench around Yeonjun again. “Of course, she’d love that…” he mutters under his breath, so that only you can hear. You perk up and look at him, silently asking with your eyes if he’s okay with Jay joining.

“If you want him to join, then I’d be more than happy to let him do so.” Yeonjun answers, making him relax visibly. “But you still haven’t told them anything, have you?” Junnie adds.

“Wait just a minute, I’ll be right back!” Before you can tell him anything, Jay dashes away, impatience evident in his hasty steps. You sigh, feeling somewhat disappointed.

“Come on baby, let’s get you comfy on my bed.” Yeonjun kisses your forehead, picking you up bridal style and kicking the bedroom door open. You giggle at his restlessness, gasping and holding onto him tighter when he pretends to drop you.

“You’ll have so much fun, I promise.” Settling you down on the mattress, he undoes your dress and drops it on the floor. The cool night air hits your skin, goosebumps spreading across it. Yeonjun regards your naked form appreciatively. His promise repeats itself in your mind, and you gulp under his scrutiny.

This is really happening. You are really going to have a threesome with two irresistible men who happen to be your friends.

“You’re so beautiful… gosh, ____. What are you doing to me?” Yeonjun’s airy whisper snaps you out of your thoughts. His eyes are so gentle, grazing your curves as if he’s trying to memorize each rise and fall.

Drawing in a shaky breath, you reach out to stroke his jaw. His eyes slowly bury themselves into yours, something snapping deep inside him. He attacks your lips with fervor, picking you up to throw you on the pillows. A whimper leaves you as Yeonjun hovers on top of you, his tongue eagerly lapping on your lower lip, asking for permission. You part your lips immediately, his mouth meeting yours in a passionate frenzy.

Back arching off the bed, you let your hands wander all over Yeonjun. He grunts, suckling on your tongue before deftly unhooking your strapless bra and pushing the material away. He breaks the kiss, looking at you with fire in his darkened irises. After a split second, he dips down to kiss your neck, finding your sweet spot in record time and showering it with attention. “Ah– fuck!” You writhe under him, his left hand cupping your clothed pussy.

“Can’t believe this.” Yeonjun growls, ripping off the lacy panties and getting rid of the ruined fabric. “Can’t believe how good you are.”

Thumb caressing your clit teasingly, he presses his bulge against your thigh. You mewl, fingers threading through his hair. “Please don’t tease me, Junnie.”

Hissing at your pleading voice, he presses on your clitoris with prominent pressure now, the pinching sensation inside your navel increasing tenfold. “Fuck, yes, just— just like that— ohh!”

Yeonjun grazes his teeth over your nipple, interchanging between licking and sucking. Eyes hazy from the pleasure building inside, you blindly reach out to grab a fistful of the sheets. He makes sure to take care of both of your breasts, all while stimulating the sensitive bundle of nerves between your legs. “Need to taste you.” he declares, kissing you on the mouth one last time before continuing his journey downward.

Your chest rises and falls with uneven breathes. His lips are feather light, gliding across your stomach and navel. Yeonjun parts your thighs to settle in between them. Shutting your eyes from anticipation, you whine. But apparently, he has other plans.

Soon you feel his breath ghosting over your inner thighs, his thumb drawing soothing circles where he’s holding you. “So pretty, and all for me.” Yeonjun sinks his teeth on the soft, sensitive flesh, making you shudder.

“Not all for you, Junnie.”

You snap your eyes open, over aware of Jay’s presence. You notice him near the foot of the bed, his hungry gaze raking over your naked body.

“Jay–” you croak out, Yeonjun’s fingers now gathering wetness from your slit. You clutch on the bed sheet, soft mewls escaping you. A small smirk plays on Jay’s lips as he advances, stopping just by your side.

“Yeah, baby? What is it?”

“To–touch me, please— oh!” Your sentence remains unfinished, the feeling of Yeonjun’s tongue lapping at you too much for you to handle. You can feel his smirk against your pussy, an involuntary shiver running down your spine.

“Sweetheart, you need to use your words, mmmkay?” Jay hums, leaning down to press a barely-there kiss on your cheek. You can’t help but whine at that. Trying your best to channel puppy dog eyes, you look at him with a pleading expression.

“Touch me, please. Need your touch.” You purr, whimpering when you feel Yeonjun’s tongue swirling around your entrance.

Without another word, Jay molds his lips with yours, his big hand groping your left breast and giving it a firm squeeze. Junnie’s tongue enters your cunt moments later, your body going rigid. You have two mouths on you; both expert and passionate, what else could you possibly need right now?

Jay pulls away from your mouth, trailing down to leave kisses across your jaw and neck, stopping when he reaches your cleavage. He looks back at your bruised lips for a moment, a sense of pride filling him. “Look at this perfect pair of titties! Really wanna suck the life out of them.”

Yeonjun doubles up his efforts after hearing that, aggressively fucking you with his tongue, his thumb resuming its work on your clit. “You’re perfect, aren’t you? Tasting so sweet and beautiful for me?” He growls, sending vibrations through your core. Unable to answer him, you only manage to moan in reply, approaching your orgasm quickly.

Jay, whose mouth and hands are busy with your breasts, mutters huskily, “Mm, our perfect little fuckdoll.”

“Fuck me, then.” You blurt out, a rough slap on your ass causing you to tighten your inner walls around Yeonjun.

“Patience baby, you’re really bold for someone at your position.” Junnie grunts, “First things first, come for me, baby. Want your cum all over my face.”

Jay pinches your nipple after hearing that, a high-pitched squeal escaping you. “Just like that, who’s gonna come like a good girl?”

You shudder violently, gripping onto Jay’s shoulder as you feel your orgasm crashing down onto you. Yeonjun hums from approval, keen to slurp up every drop of nectar you’ve offered him. Jay kisses your forehead gently as your body goes limp, his hand caressing the swell of your breast.

“So beautiful when you come like that. You taste heavenly, babygirl.” Yeonjun praises, coming back up to cover up your body with his again. Jay retracts and sits on the edge of the bed, studying the two of you.

You moan, tasting yourself on Junnie’s tongue as he kisses you, post-orgasmic bliss blinding your senses.

“Get rid of your clothes Jay. Want to see you fucking her to oblivion.”

You close your eyes, whining as his words affect you straight between your legs. Jay only nods, swiftly undoing his shirt and reaching for the belt, the sound of clinking metal only increasing your anticipation. Yeonjun gets up and watches Jay pulling down his boxers; his thick cock springs out of its confines and stands tall with pride.

You inhale sharply, closing your legs. It causes Jay to chuckle lowly, licking his lips. “Don’t worry love, let me take care of you.”

Yeonjun sees that as his cue, getting out of the bed and plopping down on a bean bag across the room. You start curling up instinctively, Jay’s muscular figure hovering over yours.

“You’re so small, baby. Afraid that I might break you.” He rumbles against the skin of your neck, his big hand gripping on your thighs to push them away.

“Break me. Use me.” Your needy lips attack his, a threatening growl escaping him. Jay guides his cock to run it up and down your slit, his teeth clashing with yours in the kiss.

“Don’t say that, princess. My patience is very limited.”

He finally starts pushing in, a broken moan escaping you. His girth forces your inner walls to make space for him, leaving a stinging burn behind that makes your eyes water. You can hear Yeonjun cursing out loud, and your teary, unfocused gaze notices him ogling the scene happening in front of his eyes.

“Fuck! Fuck it, baby! You’re so tight.” Jay grunts, resting his forehead against yours. His thumb brushes away the tears from your face, his cock buried all the way inside you.

“Ease up, doll. Try to relax. It’ll hurt otherwise. We don’t want to hurt you.” Junnie says.

“Yeah… I’d rather die than hurting you. You mean so much to me.” Jay whispers, your eyes wavering from his confession.

“Jay…” You mewl, cradling his face in your hands.

“Shhh.” He whispers, kissing your palm and starting to pull out. You sigh when you feel his length splitting your cunt with slow, precise movements, whimpers and grunts filling up the room.

“That’s it, baby. You’re doing so good. Taking my cock so well in your little pussy. Just like that.”

You wrap your legs around his waist from the encouragement, sighing from the pleasure coursing through your veins. “Harder! Please fuck me harder!”

“Oh god.” Jay hisses, something inside him snapping. All restraint gone, he surges his hips forward with powerful thrusts, your body starting to slide upwards from the impact. It feels too good. Better than anything else. The way his veiny cock pounds into your warm, velvety walls.

“Do you mind changing your position, love?” When you open your eyes, you see a naked Yeonjun looking at you expectantly, his hand pumping his huge dick. You swallow heavily, knowing well what he probably wants. And if you’re telling the truth, you want him in your mouth too.

When you look up at Jay, he’s smirking down at you. “Just say the word.”

“Yes, please.”

You’re on your stomach instantly, facing the red, pre-cum covered tip of Junnie’s cock. You reach out to stroke him with your hands, noticing how tiny your hands look in comparison with his member.

Jay inserts himself in you again, the new angel and position letting him hit parts within you that were left untouched before. You gasp, squeezing Yeonjun’s cock in response. However, before you can do anything else, Junnie shoves his length into your mouth. You hum, tasting his pre-cum oozing in your mouth, your tongue eagerly lapping it up.

Soon enough, an overwhelming feeling of being complete washes over your body, sending you hurtling towards your orgasm. You moan, your pussy clenching around Jay’s cock while Yeonjun starts to fuck your face in earnest.

“Damn it, princess! You feel s’good, coming all over my cock.” Jay growls, giving you a spank that makes your ass jiggle. Helplessly moaning around Yeonjun, you feel tears streaming down your cheeks again. Your throat starts to close up.

“Yes, yes, baby, just like that. You look so pretty, gagging on my cock. Take it. It’s all yours. I’m all yours.”

Behind you, Jay groans, his thrusts turning messy and irregular. “Fuck. Can I fill you up with my cum sweetheart? Want to see your pussy getting cream-pied with my load.”

Not being able to speak, you just nod furiously, bobbing your head up and down on Junnie’s cock, your hands fondling with his balls. With a few more hard thrusts, Jay moans your name, thick ropes of his seed painting your walls white. His thumb presses down on your clit, rubbing and pinching it, trying to push you over the edge.

“Baby, come for me. I know you can.”

Overly stimulated, you feel the coil snapping in your lower belly, triggering a powerful orgasm that paralyzes you momentarily. Yeonjun hisses, pulling out of your mouth, your drool wetting the bed sheet beneath you.

After a few moments of you trying to catch your breath and come back to normal, Jay disconnects your bodies. You whine, complaining with the incoherent words you manage to babble.

Suddenly you’re turned on your back again, your world spinning as Yeonjun’s arms gently caress your sweaty limbs. “You look so fucked out, doll, think you can take me?”

“Yeah, I– nhg! God, yes!” Your brain stops functioning for a moment, his cock sliding inside your moist cavern, your walls stretching to give him space; much different from how it did during Jay’s.

“Oh, God, bless. Fucking heaven, I swear.” Junnie hisses, waiting for a few moments to let you adjust to his size.

“Please move.” You whimper, trying to rock your hips.

He only groans, setting a ruthless pace within seconds. You scream, fingers digging into his shoulders, sure to leave marks. But you couldn’t care less. He is making you feel so good, too good. Your nerve endings seem to be on fire.

“I’m not gonna last long…” You whimper, his cock nudging on your g-spot with every thrust, causing you to pant. He too, will probably not be able to keep it up, the uncontrollable pulsating of your cunt squeezing his cock to the point he can’t think clearly.

“It’s okay baby, let go whenever you’re ready. I got you.” His words, completely opposite of the filthy things he is doing to you, make you moan wantonly. You are a goner.

“Oh my god– I–” Your sentence remains unfinished, an earth-shattering orgasm causing you to knock out entirely. Your over-stimulated body buzzes with the sensation of another release.

“Fuck, baby, that’s so sexy.” Yeonjun continues to fuck you through your orgasm, chasing his own finish line. He catches up quickly, his seed bursting inside you, the mixture of their semen and your own cum running down your thighs, staining the bed sheet.

Unable to register what’s happening, you whine at the feeling of something cold pressing between your legs; someone’s warm embrace keeping you in place as the coldness runs all over your thighs and slit. Sometimes later, you finally feel a warm and soft blanket covering your frame, sleep taking over immediately.

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flwrshee · 10 months

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LOVE AND WAR — a park sunghoon written series

✹ SYNOPSIS! park sunghoon, the famous frat boy that would never date someone. he was known for letting girls all over him but not committing to a single one, until you came along. when sunghoon’s friends ask him about whether he’s dating anyone he hurriedly spits your name from his mouth. you, out of everyone?

or in which! ✶ sunghoon wants to fake date you but he doesn't realise that real feelings can be invloved too.

PAIRING ? popularboy!sunghoon x quietgirl!reader

୨ GENRE five part written series, fake dating, quiet x popular, fell first but fell harder, college au, fluff, humorous, slight angst

FEATURING ⭑ enhypen! heeseung, jay and jake aespa! karina lesserafim! yunjin, chaewon

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001 out of all people 002 initiation 003 i like you 004 stop joking 005 be for real

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okwonyo · 28 days

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( TOTALLY MY TYPE ) ✶ a sunghoon written series

précis ୨ৎ you have always been, as far as you know, able to avoid any blind date your dad has planned for you. whether by playing sick or making your best friend fake exorcism while pretending to be you; you have never stepped foot into any of them. still firmly believing that your true love will find you on it’s own, even after falling for the secretary of the man you are supposed to marry.

tldr — you bump into your ideal type once and is unbale to keep him out of your mind, or away from you.

staring .. park sunghoon ⟡ female reader

genre › five-ten part written series, chief’s secretary!sunghoon, marketing team’s leader!reader, ceo’s daughter!reader, neighbors2lovers, love at first sight (sort of), hopeless romantics, fluff and crack, inspired by business proposal’s sunghoon & young seo!

featuring › park jongseong (enhypen), kim jiwon (ive), sohee (riize), julie (kiss of life), intak (p1harmony) + more ..

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warnings › mention of kissing and alcohol, attempt of humor, slight angst,suggestive ( a tiniest bit) joke.

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EPISODES.

one. hopeless romantic two. unhelpful hand three. independence four. right in front of me five. confrontation ( six. ) ( seven. ) ( eight. ) ( nine. ) ( ten. )

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SEEING STARS

SUMMARY: It’s slightly embarrassing how Sunwoo is naive enough to take Eric Sohn’s “advice” to heart. Luckily, you like idiots. Especially when they kick a ball into your face and agree to do a semester’s worth of schoolwork for you.

GENRE: smut, fluff, mild angst, crack

PAIRING: Kim Sunwoo x afab!reader (ft. Hoshi, Dino, Sangyeon, Kevin, Eric, Yuta, and Jay (Enhypen))

WC: 9.4k (you'd think i was doing this on purpose)

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WARNINGS: mentions of injuries (concussions, Sunwoo gets sucker punched), Eric slander, Sunwoo slander, Hoshi stirring up trouble, Sunwoo being stupid, car sex/public sex, p in v sex, fingering, mentions of face fucking, marking, hair pulling, attempts at dirty talk kinda? idk if you can even call it that but wtv, i think that's really it

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In Sunwoo’s defense, everything that happened was Eric’s fault. It was definitely not Sunwoo’s fault that he believed his best friend when he told him that he should absolutely kick a ball at the girl of his dreams so she could bring it back to him and she would fall for him too and then they could live happily ever after. It also wasn’t Sunwoo’s fault that he forgot that he was their university’s star soccer player and that he had really strong legs.

At least, this is what he tells himself while sitting in the ambulance with you, who is currently passed out with a lump the size of a clementine on your forehead. He’s nervously gnawing at his fingernails, chewing them to nubs with his eyebrows furrowed. The EMTs said that you’re stable, that you just have a mild concussion but they want to take you in and get you checked out to be sure.

“Are you her…friend? Boyfriend?” One of the EMTs looks at Sunwoo with a curious look in his eye.

“Friend, just a friend,” he says, but there’s a dark cloud hovering above his head that anyone could see if they tried hard enough.

“Is there anyone that we can call? Anyone else that we should inform?” Sunwoo shrugs.

“Not that I know of. Her family is across the country so they wouldn’t be any help right now, right?”

“Right,” the EMT agrees. “I suppose you’ll be helping her out the next couple of weeks, making sure no one else is hitting her in the head with soccer balls?” Sunwoo grimaces and nods.

You’re never gonna like me at this rate, he thinks to himself. God, why did he ever listen to Eric in the first place? What made him think that Eric, the man who spends 90% of his time completely bitchless and watching hentai, would give him good advice about women?

Now he’s gonna have to deal with student loan debt, lawyer debt, and being single for the rest of his life.

The first thing you see when you wake up is white. Not, like, a white ceiling. No, your vision is pure white for a few moments, and then you swear that you’re seeing stars. You can faintly, over the pounding of your head, hear someone speaking. The voice is familiar, but you can’t quite place it over the ringing in your ears.

“…Eric, I swear to fucking god if I ever see you again, I will shove my foot so far up your ass— I don’t care if you thought it would be a good idea! I concussed the richest girl in school, the girl of my dreams mind you, because you thought it would be a fantastic idea to kick a ball at her!”

You blink a few times, clearing your vision, and you can see a boy to the right of you. He’s wearing a soccer uniform, the same uniform your university’s team wears. You blink again, and now he’s facing you with a nervous smile plastered onto his face.

“Hi,” he breathes out and you smile at him.

“Hi…Woo…sung?” You wince at the poor attempt. Of course, you know who he is. Anyone would recognize the star soccer player. Maybe you weren’t positive about what his name was, but you knew him.

He laughs, but it’s a humorless one that has both of you cringing after.

“Close,” he tells you with a smile. “Sunwoo.”

“Right,” you nod, but the action causes a painful throb to run through your skull. “Fuck, why does my head hurt so much?”

Sunwoo laughs again, rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet and avoiding your gaze.

“About that…” his hand combs through his hair, pushing it out of his face despite it not being there in the first place. “I…may or may not have kicked a ball in your general direction, which may or may not have proceeded to hit you in the head and give you a concussion.”

You kiss your teeth, eyebrows knitting together as you look at him. He begins to ramble, talking about how it’s his friend’s fault, and he really never meant for it to hit you. It’s cute, really, the way he practically falls to his knees and begs you to not sue him.

“Sunwoo,” you try to interrupt, but it’s like he doesn’t hear you. He’s speaking too fast, too frantic, and you’re pretty sure he’ll faint if he doesn’t pause for air soon.

“I— I will do anything you want, I swear! I’ll— I’ll carry your stuff around campus for you. I’ll take all your notes so you don’t have to look at the screens. Fuck— I swear, I—”

“Sunwoo,” You reach your arm forward, wrapping your fingers around his forearm and his pacing jerks to a stop, his words caught on the tip of his tongue when you lock eyes. “I’m not gonna sue you.”

“You’re—” his voice cracks, “you’re not?”

“No,” you laugh and wince when your head begins to throb again. “Although, I wouldn’t mind if you helped me out with my schoolwork.”

“I…” he trails off, his heart sinking to his stomach. “Yeah, yeah of course I’ll help you. But— but you really aren’t going to sue me? Because— because I wouldn’t mind if you were that mad at me but I think I would really rather you just have me arrested at that point, you know?”

“I promise, Sunwoo.” You squeeze his forearm, and his cheeks begin to darken with a tinge of pink. “I’m not gonna sue you.”

As it turns out, having the star soccer player around to do anything and everything you want him to is rather convenient. Sunwoo picks you up every day for your first class in his old, beat-up Toyota Corolla. He opens the door for you, hands you a fresh go-cup of your favorite coffee from your favorite cafe (which you aren’t sure how he knows, to be honest), and brings you to each and every one of your classes. It’s almost weird how you’ve gotten used to having him around.

“By the way,” you look up at Sunwoo as you’re getting into his car after your last class of the day. Sunwoo looks down at you, smiling brightly and you can feel yourself starting to melt at the puppy-like look in his eye. “Are you even taking classes this semester?”

Sunwoo tilts his head. “I mean…yeah? I kinda have to, you know, to play soccer.”

“But…you’re always with me these days. Are you not missing your own assignments? Your own exams?”

“I don’t have any exams during your classes,” he informs you and then shuts the passenger-side door, gently to not hurt your head. You let your body rest against the tattered fabric seat you’re in, waiting for Sunwoo to get to his side of the car. “Plus, I have friends in my classes that send me shit when I’m not there.”

“You skip your classes often?” Your lips curl into a sly smile, one that he returns quickly.

“You know it, babe.”

Your body tenses just slightly, not enough for him to notice. It was likely instinctive for him to say that, and you would never admit to anyone how the words had butterflies forming in your stomach, pushing against your flesh, and threatening to tumble out of you if he made one wrong move.

Sunwoo slams the door of the frat shut and presses his back against it as soon as he enters the building. His eyes are squeezed shut, so tightly that he can see stars and it starts to hurt.

“You alright?” Eric is sitting on the couch, elbows on his knees with a Nintendo controller in his hands. He isn’t looking at Sunwoo, his eyes trained on the fourth Five Nights At Freddy’s game being displayed on the TV in front of him.

“I don’t even want to talk about it.” Sunwoo dismisses, dropping his bag on the floor and tossing his keys into the bowl to his right. “Especially not with you.”

“The fuck did I do?” Eric’s eyebrows knit together, and Sunwoo scoffs as he walks behind the couch to get to the kitchen.

“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe you were part of the reason that Y/N L/N is now concussed and probably hates my guts so I’m trying to fix it by helping her out with all of her school work, which is hard as shit, by the way. Did you know that she’s a mechanical engineering major?”

“No shit?” Eric’s eyes flick away from the TV screen for just long enough for him to nearly miss an animatronic approaching him. “I wonder if she’s in any of my classes.”

“Probably not,” Sunwoo sighs, grabbing a glass from the shelf and pouring himself some water. “She’s in Sangyeon’s year so her classes are a bit more advanced than yours.”

“Ah,” Eric bobs his head, tongue wedged between his otherwise tightly sealed lips. Sunwoo watches him play for a moment, wincing at a few jumpscares while he downs his water. “What’s that gotta do with me, anyway? Isn’t this, like, bonding time for you two? Finally land your girl?”

“Well, would’ve been perfect if, a) she hadn’t hated me and b) I didn’t call her babe in the car today.”

Silence from Eric, and Sunwoo briefly wonders if his best friend had even heard him.

“Why the fuck did you do that?” Eric pauses the game and tosses his controller onto the couch next to him as he turns around.

“It was an accident!” Sunwoo defends. “It just kinda…slipped out while I was talking to her. A reflex!”

“You called the girl you concussed babe on reflex?” Eric exclaims in disbelief. “Are you stupid?”

“Says the one who suggested kicking the ball at her!”

“Yeah, well at least I didn’t give the girl of my dreams a concussion!”

“It was your fault!” Sunwoo yells, and Eric scoffs.

“Yeah, sure. Whatever makes you feel better.”

“He called me babe, Soonyoung,” you’re laying face down on your friend’s bed, kicking your feet in the air behind you with his tiger plushie tucked under your arms.

“Mhm,” he’s not paying attention, instead focusing on the tiger Lego set that you had given him for his birthday. “Very nice.”

“Ugh, and he’s so sweet too.” You continue to ramble, grinning like a mad woman when you recall the notes he had diligently taken for you despite not knowing a damn thing about Applied Measurements. “Did I tell you about the notes he took for me the other day? The ones that he—”

“—Color-coded and annotated for you?” Soonyoung interrupts, finally slamming down the little pieces of plastic in his hand. You flinch at the noise. “Left little notes about things he found interesting or didn’t quite understand but tried to explain anyway? Yeah, you told me.”

You duck your head, trying to ignore the throbbing. It had mostly gone away, but occasionally loud noises would spike pain through your skull.

“Sorry…” you mumble, letting your legs fall flat on the mattress. Soonyoung turns to face you, pursing his lips.

“Y/N, if you like this kid so much then why not ask him out?”

“It’s not like that!” You protest, but a sharp look from your best friend makes you backtrack. “At least, not for him. He’s just doing this because he feels bad for me! And besides, I’m a few years older than him, so wouldn’t it be weird?”

“How is that weird?” Soonyoung inquires, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees. “He’s of age, isn’t he?”

“Of age,” you scoff and make air quotes. “What is this, the 1600s?”

Soonyoung glares at you and sits back in his chair. “I don’t care if you’re concussed, I’ll make that lump in your skull bigger if you push me.”

At his warning, you huff.

“Okay, fine, yes, he is. But it’s weird for me! I’m a senior in college, about to enter the work force if I can get my senior project proposal done, and he’s just a sophomore! He’s the university’s star soccer player, he’s just starting to get ahead. I don’t want to, like, stunt that for him.”

“Y/N,” Soonyoung rolls his chair toward you with a sympathetic smile on his face. “I can almost guarantee that Sunwoo will not care if you’re a few years older than him. I don’t think he’ll care if he’s just starting college. If I’m being honest, he finds that all the more reason to be attracted to you. Young men love older women— but you aren’t old!” He quickly backtracks before you can cut him off. “You’re not old, and believe me when I tell you that not a single person in the world would be doing this for someone that they weren’t attracted to.”

“Are you sure?” You sit up, wrapping your whole body around the tiger plushie, and Soonyoung nods.

“I promise.”

“Then…how do I get him to know that I…that I’m also attracted to him?”

Soonyoung grins and you feel your heart drop.

“Boy, do I have some ideas for you.”

Sunwoo is getting worried. The last four days have been ridiculously quiet for him, his days empty and dragging on without you around him.

You were avoiding him, he could tell. Whenever he showed up to pick you up from your dorm, someone else was already there. A man, your age and clearly friends with you if the wide smile on your face said anything. You would lock eyes with him, your smile falling when you saw the confusion and hurt in his eyes. You would turn your gaze away and the man would get your door for you, laughing about something you said.

Then there was the avoidance of his texts. He would ask if everything was okay, how your head was doing, random jokes or comments about things he saw on campus. Things that he would tell you had you been with him during the day. It wasn’t like it was unusual for the two of you to text now. In fact, it was weird when you weren’t messaging each other about something but now…

It’s like you’re trying to block out his existence.

“I’m telling you,” Kevin hands Sunwoo a case of beer, cutting into the younger man’s frantic rambling. “She’s probably just busy, dude.”

“Then why wouldn’t she tell me?” Sunwoo pouts, carrying the case into the house. Kevin follows with a case of his own.

“Hell if I now,” he scoffs. “You think I have time to psychoanalyze everything rich girls do?”

“I mean…isn’t that your whole thing?” Sangyeon chimes in. “Psychoanalyzing everything about everyone?”

“That’s not the point,” Kevin waves his hand in the air and huffs. “I’m busy enough with my own classes and practices, I can only do so many things at once.”

“Sunwoo,” Sangyeon turns to the soccer player with a stern look in his eye. “This is gonna be one of our biggest parties yet, I need you on top of your game to make sure people are enjoying themselves.”

“Yeah, but—”

“Kim Sunwoo,” Sangyeon grabs Sunwoo by the shoulders with an exasperated look on his face. “If I hear you ranting about the girl you concussed one more time I might just lose it. I’m putting you on door duty for the night.”

“What the fuck do you mean door duty?”

Sangyeon scans the room for a moment before his eyes land on a metal detector stick that Hyunjae had bought as a part of his last Halloween costume.

“Here,” He tosses it to Sunwoo and smiles sarcastically. “Use this, make sure people aren’t bringing weapons in or whatever.”

Sunwoo looks down at the metal detector in his hands, eyebrows knitting together.

“You’re serious?”

“Oh, absolutely.”

“Are you sure that your plan worked?” You’re peering up at Soonyoung with a nervous look in your eye when you roll up to the TBZ party. “You’re sure he’s—”

“I’m positive, my dear.” Your best friend pats the top of your head, squinting at the frat house down the road. “I didn’t think this many people were gonna be here tonight.”

“Sunwoo mentioned that it was gonna be a big one,” you murmur. Soonyoung turns his gaze to you and sighs at the pout on your lips. You look pitiful, to be honest. At least in attitude, that is.

“Y/N,” you look at him again, “if Sunwoo doesn’t fall head over heels at this party and fuck you until you literally cannot walk then I give you full permission to give me a concussion, just like he did to you. Look at you! You look absolutely stunning!”

You find yourself smiling at Soonyoung’s words. He’s not wrong, you do look stunning. A loose, short black dress that dips down at your chest to reveal just enough cleavage. The straps are jeweled, glittering under the lights and highlighting the jewelry around your neck. The dress itself stops just low enough that it covers everything but shows enough to tease, and you’re wearing sleek black pumps with an ankle strap so your feet don’t fly out of them (you’d made that mistake before. Never again…).

“Now,” He claps his hands together and grins. “Let’s go get you your man, and get me a drink.”

In hindsight, you probably should have known that the party would not have been good for your head. Loud noises had never particularly been something you enjoyed. A lot of people assumed you loved parties due to your financial status, but that wasn’t true. In fact, you were a bit of a recluse. You had only a few friends, though you were nice to nearly everyone you met. Sunwoo happened to be an exception.

He wiggled his way into your life with that soccer ball, and you truly don’t think you can see a future without him in it, even if he just stays a friend.

The second you walk up the driveway, your head begins to pound, your vision flashing with stars, and you squeeze Soonyoung’s arm tightly to keep yourself from wobbling on your feet.

Then you see Sunwoo at the door, a large bucket to his right, and a hand-held metal detector in his hand. You can see him scanning people, waving girls in, and then stopping men and pointing at the bucket. You feel a lump forming in his throat when you take in the sight of him. His hair is a mess of curls, the same curls you’d come to love since he gave you a concussion. He’s dressed in a tight-fitting black tee shirt and baggy jeans, nothing fancy but it brings the butterflies back to your stomach in full force.

“What the hell are you talking about?” The man in front of you scoffs at something Sunwoo said, and you blink yourself back to reality.

“$5 at the door,” Sunwoo shrugs, “sorry. I don’t make the rules.”

“It’s your frat!” The man yells. Sunwoo quirks an eyebrow.

“Yeah…do I look like the president or something?” The man stays silent and Sunwoo sighs. “Look, I don’t have the time to deal with you. Are you in or not? There’s a line of people behind you, and all of them wanna get in so you should probably pick fast.”

The student huffs, digging into his pocket for a dirty $5 bill, tossing it into the bucket, and shoving past Sunwoo. The soccer player just rolls his eyes and sighs again.

“Who’s up next—” he chokes on his words when he sees you, his eyes widening and his jaw-dropping. You smile nervously, raising your hand in a tiny wave while Soonyoung throws a few ones into the bucket.

“I’ll see you in there,” your friend says to you. “Text me if you need me.” Soonyoung squeezes your hand and nods at Sunwoo before walking into the house. You step to the side, letting people move past you but keeping a little bit of distance between you and the frat boy who hasn’t taken his eyes off of you yet.

“You’re here,” Sunwoo says, not even looking at the continuous line of people walking into the house without paying. “You’re— why are you here?”

A sheepish smile crawls onto your face. “Do you…not want me here?” Sunwoo panics, shaking his head rapidly and grabbing your hand in his.

“That’s not— that’s not what I meant.” He tells you, and you can’t help the warmth in your cheeks. “I just— your head. This can’t be good for your concussion, can it?”

You kiss your teeth, nodding slowly. “Yeah…Kinda got a little bit of a migraine right now.” You don’t tell him that the concussion has completely healed.

“Let’s— let’s get you someplace quieter, ba— Y/N.” He tugs at your hand, pushing you in front of him and covering your ears with your hand. He leans in close to you, his lips brushing the shell of one ear and you feel your breathing hitch in your throat.

“Cover your eyes a bit and look down, I can’t block your vision but I can shield your ears a bit, babe.” He lets it slip out this time, and you do as he says.

Sunwoo walks you forward, and you can see feet shuffling around the two of you. His hands do more than you expected, the sounds around you fairly muffled and dulling the throb in your skull. His body is so close to yours, his legs bumping into you with every step, but he keeps the two of you steady. Someone knocks into you, and Sunwoo says something to them, something harsh that you can’t make out over the noise of the party. He stops walking for a brief moment, now talking to someone else. You faintly hear a name, Chang-something, and then he’s fleeing the scene, knocking into you on his way out.

Sunwoo steps to your side when you reach a staircase, talking into your ear so you know exactly where each step is. Another person bumps into you, and Sunwoo takes a hand off your ear to wrap it around your waist.

“You can drop your hand,” he tells you. “The lights aren’t flashing over here.” You nod, and you feel his hand drop at the same time yours does. You’re still walking up the stairs and even though you don’t need help anymore, his hand stays on your waist, the touch sending electric shocks throughout your body.

Sunwoo feels like he’s going to throw up.

Scratch that. Sunwoo is going to throw up.

He really hadn’t expected to see you here. In fact, he hadn’t expected to see you at all for the rest of his college days. Had you finally decided to sue him? Are you serving him? He hadn’t seen any documents with you, but maybe—

“I’m not suing you, Sunwoo,” you sit on his bed with one leg crossed over the other. Your dress rides up your thighs, something Sunwoo tries desperately to ignore but he just can’t. “You can relax.”

You can relax, he repeats the words in his head over and over and over again, but he can’t. In fact, his body just grows more tense with the time that passes. Sunwoo tries to look at you, and then he tries not to look at you. There’s a heat in your gaze, and he can’t tell what the emotion behind it is. He hopes it’s not anger, he prays that you haven’t gotten angry with him.

“Are you—” he clears his throat. “Who was the guy you were with?” You tilt your head and he clarifies his question. “I just— I’ve seen him with you a lot these days so I was just— I just thought—”

“Who, Soonyoung? He’s not my boyfriend,” you tell him and laugh when he visibly deflates with relief.

“Good. I— I mean that’s— I just—” his face feels like it’s on fire, his stomach churning when you continue to laugh at him. When you wince and bring your hand up, he practically trips over himself to find an unopened bottle of water for you.

“How’s your head?” Sunwoo asks you, quietly now. You shrug and slide over so he can sit next to you on the edge of his bed.

“Concussion is better, just can’t do loud noises.” Sunwoo nods and you continue. “At the last check-up, my doctor said that I might get some headaches here and there though, at least for a little while.”

“Then why are you here? At a party?”

“I…guess I just wanted to see you?” You had this all planned out with Soonyoung. Why are you so nervous?

Sunwoo’s eyebrows knit together. “Why would you want to see me?”

“You’re joking, right?” You can’t help the scoff that leaves your lips, regretting letting it out when Sunwoo flinches and looks away from you. “Sorry, it’s just…there’s no way that you don’t know by now.”

“Know what?” He presses, hoping that you’re saying what he’s been dreaming of you saying since he saw you on his first day at this university. You’re so close to him now, mere inches from him, and he fights every instinct inside of him that says to close that distance. He wants to hear everything you have to say.

You open your mouth to speak again, and there’s a knock on the door. Both of your heads whip around as it swings open, and Sunwoo’s heart sinks when he sees Soonyoung, the man you had entered the building with. He almost looked distraught that he’d entered the room.

“Hi, so sorry to interrupt. Um…” he looks at you with a grimace. “We gotta go.”

“What?” Your eyebrows furrow. “Why? I was talking with Sunwoo—”

“Yeah, sorry again, but we gotta go.” Sunwoo watches you get up, albeit reluctantly, and you turn to him.

“I’ll…we’ll talk later, okay?” You smile at Sunwoo, but you turn away before he can say anything to you.

“Promise?” He calls out, but the door is already shutting behind you.

You really did intend on texting Sunwoo after, to continue your conversation, but ‘after’ turns into two days, and then four, and then it’s been a week, and suddenly it’s almost finals. You know that Sunwoo’s game is today. The last game of the season. He’d raved about it a few times while studying with you. You knew how excited for it he was, knew how hard he was practicing to make sure he was in his best shape.

“What do you mean he’s about to be taken off the field?” You snap into your phone, scanning the lot around you for somewhere to park. It’s dark out, the lights in the lot hardly working so it makes it difficult to see any free spots. “Fuck, why is it always so fucking busy at these games?”

“He’s missed every shot— DAMN YOU DECELIS. YUTA GET THAT DAMN BALL—” You pull the phone away from your ear when Soonyoung starts to yell, hearing the crowd in the stadium erupt into cheers. “Another point to Decelis Uni. Anyway, no he’s been like…really off in his games, the only reason he isn’t off already is because of Lee Chan.”

“Thank god for him,” you sigh as you put your car into park. “Listen, I just parked, so just give me five minutes to get in there. Maybe he needs a good luck charm or something. Fuck it’s cold out here. Why did I wear a skirt to this damn game?”

“Did you just call yourself his good luck charm?”

“No, I just—” you huff.

“No, you’re right. I think you are because when you guys were talking, he’d been playing better than ever. Things went to shit after my plan.”

“Yeah, thanks for that by the way.”

“Any time, best friend. Get here soon. Maybe there will be a time out and you can kiss him or something.”

“Yeah, maybe.”

You shove your phone into your pocket, running toward the stadium as the crowd erupts into cheers again.

“What the fuck is going on with you?” Lee Chan grabs Sunwoo by the shoulder when half-time is called. Both boys are dripping with sweat, exhausted from the game. There had been so much back and forth between the two teams, keeping them tied almost constantly for the past 45 minutes. “You’ve been playing like shit for three games in a row, Kim Sunwoo. This isn’t like you. I’m not afraid to get Coach to bench you if you don’t get your shit together.”

Sunwoo huffs, grabbing his water bottle from the bench and ignoring his teammate so he can hydrate.

“I’m fine, just not feeling great.” He dismisses. Chan’s lip curls into a sneer.

“If we lose this game because of you, I swear to fucking god I will get you kicked from the team.”

“You wouldn’t do that,” Sunwoo rises to his feet and glares down at the team captain. He may be the star player, but it takes more than skill to hold a team together. Lee Chan has that ability. Morals, respect from his teammates, he has everything. That’s why Sunwoo backs down when Chan straightens his posture.

“You think I fucking won’t? Remember who got you on this team in the fucking first place.”

Sunwoo’s ears start to ring, and he can hear someone yelling his name. It sounds distant, and he swears he’s imagining it so he ignores it.

It happens again, louder this time and grabbing Chan’s attention as well. Both players whip their heads toward the crowd, and Sunwoo’s stomach drops.

There you are, shoving your way through the crowd to get to the barrier. People yell at you, and you say something that shuts them up. He’s in awe, staring at you and the distressed look on your face. You wave your hands to get his attention, and Chan shoves him again.

“If she’s why you aren’t on top of your game, you better fix shit right now. I’m not losing this one, Kim Sunwoo.”

“Yeah, got it.” It’s like he’s running on autopilot, walking toward you and then running. There are three minutes left in half-time, so he needs to make this fast.

“What are you doing here?” Sunwoo grabs onto the barricade and hauls himself up so he’s face-to-face with you, ignoring the people yelling around the two of you.

You grin at him, a mischievous look in your eye.

“You don’t want me here?” The panic in his eyes makes you laugh, and you lean toward him. He smells of sweat and grass and your nose wrinkles.

“I don’t— you know that isn’t what I meant.” He snaps, but you know he isn’t mad at you.

“Soonyoung said you were playing like shit, figured I’d find out why.” You grab the collar of his shirt and pull him closer to you so he can’t leave before you talk to him.

“I’m just distracted today.” You scoff and he narrows his eyes at you. “What?”

“You’ve been practicing for this game for weeks now, Kim Sunwoo. What could possibly have you so distracted today?”

He hesitates, and you already know his answer.

“I don’t have time to talk right now, Y/N.” He’s biting his lip, anxiously flicking his eyes to the clock behind him. You roll your eyes. Of course, he wouldn’t answer you. You knew he wouldn’t give you a straight answer, knew he was too nervous between the game and having you right in front of him to fully focus.

“Then I’ll make this fast.”

“Make what—” your lips are on his, your hand on the back of his neck to hold him close while you kiss him. His body stiffens and then relaxes, and then his hand comes to your arm to keep himself stable. His face slides against yours, transferring his sweat to your body and you pull back.

“Win this game,” you look into his eyes, but it’s like he can’t focus on you. He looks like he’s in a daze, and you tug at the strands of his hair to get his attention.

“I— yeah, I’ll win.” He promises but he sounds far away. The buzzer goes off. “I— what was—”

“If you win this game, you can take me on a date.” You grin and let go of him. Chan yells Sunwoo’s name and the boy pulls back from you reluctantly.

“Anywhere I want?”

“Anywhere.”

“Promise?” His eyes are shining when he looks at you. You smile, placing another gentle kiss on his plush lips.

“I promise.”

He’s running away from you now, a new lightness in his feet that had been missing the past two weeks. There’s fresh energy in his muscles, in his bones, and that overconfident attitude that his teammates and opponents despised returns in full force.

“I take it I’m not gonna have to pull you off the field?” The Coach eyes Sunwoo as he jogs by. Sunwoo slows and turns back with a wicked grin on his face.

“Not a chance in hell, Coach.”

“Can’t believe you kissed him.” Soonyoung nudges you with a grin, and you roll your eyes.

“Why? Didn’t think I had it in me?”

“No, it’s not that,” he shakes his head and lets out a sharp whistle when Sunwoo steals the ball from the opposing team. “He was covered in sweat and grass. Don’t you hate that shit?”

“Worth it,” Soonyoung snorts when you smile at him.

Since the start of the second half, Sunwoo had already brought their team into the lead by two points. You’d never seen him play before, but everything you’d heard was true. He was fast, agile, and strong. He was a beast on the field, keeping himself just out of reach of all the other players. You can tell the other team is starting to get agitated, starting the get rough with your school’s team.

You bite at your thumb as you watch the game proceed. Two minutes left in the game, and they’re tied again. You can see all the players getting tired, everyone slowing down. Sunwoo seems to be the only one with the energy to keep going, but even he seems to struggle.

30 seconds and Sunwoo has the ball again. The stadium has gone quiet and you could swear that you hear the ticking of the clock.

10 seconds and Sunwoo is almost to the goal, you stand from your seat, and people around you rise as well. Anticipation. Tension. The stadium is filled with it. People start cheering again, the other school starts yelling at their team to move their asses.

5 seconds and the crowd goes silent. Sunwoo is on the ground, a player from the other team on top of him. Players from all sides are running over, trying to see what happened. The announcers say that the opposing player, Park Jongseong, tackled Sunwoo, his hand unintentionally jamming the star player’s nose. A medic rushes over, but Sunwoo waves them away. You can’t see his face very well, but you can tell by his posture that he’s agitated.

Jongseong is penalized, and his coach takes him off the field for a moment. Sunwoo is set in front of the center of the goal, pacing while he waits for the ‘ok’ from the referee. He glances up at the crowd, and for a moment you swear that he looks at you. For a moment, you swear that you can see him smiling at you, through the throbbing in his face and the ache in his body. You could swear that he’s telling you I’m gonna win this. Trust me.

Jongseong is back on the field, the clock is set. The referee raises his hand, an indirect kick. Sunwoo rolls his neck, jogging backwards to get a headstart. Yuta and Chan are both ready to receive a pass.

The clock starts.

Sunwoo is running. You and the rest of the crowd are yelling at him to run faster. He does.

The ball is sailing through the air, Chan and Yuta and all the other players on the field are running for the ball. Yuta gets there first.

Yuta kicks the ball, but another player knocks it out of the air. Sunwoo is already waiting, stealing the ball and moving to an open space.

Sunwoo kicks the ball and watches it sail through the air. He doesn’t stop running, not when there’s still time on the clock

The crowd erupts into cheers, deafening you and you feel Soonyoung grab your shoulders, shaking you and yelling just as loud as everybody else. You feel a yell building in your chest.

They’ve won. Sunwoo is being hauled into the air by his teammates, The other team is sulking by their coach. You can’t go to him. Not yet. The crowd is beginning to clear, some people moving from the stands to leave the stadium and chat with their friends, to wait for the team to come out.

“You coming?” Soonyoung quirks an eyebrow at you but you know that he already knows the answer. A shake of your head confirms his suspicions and he grins. “Go get your man. I won’t interrupt this time.” He makes his way down the stands to the parking lot, and you smile while walking down to the field. The teams have dispersed now, done with talking to their coaches and making their way to the locker room. Sunwoo hangs back, talking with Chan as you walk across the turf. Your heart is pounding in your chest, so hard you fear it’ll burst from behind your ribcage.

Chan sees you first, jerking his head in your direction and clapping Sunwoo on the shoulder. Sunwoo turns as he walks away, and you can see the way his eyes light up when he recognizes you.

“I told you I’d win, didn’t I?” He grins at you when you get closer, but you don’t respond. You’re only a few steps from him now, and you take a deep breath. “You okay?”

“Your face is bruised…” you have to force yourself not to jump his bones right there, instead focusing on the blooming bruise on his right cheek. Your fingers brush over it and he doesn’t even flinch.

“It’s nothing,” he reassures you, resting his hands on your waist. “It’ll be gone in a week, I promise. Nothing to worry your pretty little head about.”

You smile back at him, craning your neck to look him in the eye.

“You think my head is pretty?”

“I think everything about you is pretty, babe.” Your cheeks heat up and he presses a kiss to your lips. It’s gentle, far less frantic than the one you gave him on the bleachers. Your hand trails from his cheek to the side of his neck, holding him close to you. Your lips part against his, your head tilting to give a better angle to kiss him at and he inhales sharply. Your body is on fire everywhere he’s touching you. Your waist, your lips, your neck. It feels electric and it pains you when he forces himself to separate from you, his nose brushing against yours.

“All that for winning a game?” he breathes out, pressing a light kiss to the corner of your mouth. “I should win more often if this is gonna be my reward from now on.”

Your lips curl into a smirk. “I’ll give you more than just a kiss if you want, Kim Sunwoo.”

It takes him a moment to process what you said. Sunwoo stares at you, eyes wide and jaw hanging open for so long that you almost consider taking back what you said.

“You’re— what happened to take me to dinner? What happened to hello, how are you?” His grip on your waist tightens and you shrug.

“I have more important things in mind.” Sunwoo’s whole body is tense, so tense that you feel like he’ll combust on the spot if you aren’t careful.

“I’m covered in dirt and sweat.” He tries as an excuse but you scoff. “I don’t think you wanna fuck me while I’m like this, right?”

“Do you really care about that?” He takes a deep breath.

“Me? No. I just…If I go with you right now I swear to god I’ll cum in my pants and I really don’t want that to happen during our first time together—”

“Sunwoo,” You grab his chin between two fingers and he snaps his mouth shut. “I don’t care about any of that. I care about you. I want you, whether or not you’re covered in sweat.” You reach one of your hands up, pushing his soaking wet hair out of his face and his features soften.

“You really…you like me, don’t you?”

“I figured it was obvious when I kissed you in front of the whole stadium, Sunwoo.” You kiss your teeth and step away from him. His grip loosens on you and eventually falls when you continue to back away from him, that sly grin still on your face.

“Where are you going?” He trails after you like a lost puppy but you just shrug.

“Come with me if you wanna find out.”

You silently thank god when you find the parking lot already half empty. Sunwoo’s car is a distance from most other cars, tucked under some trees that cast shadows over that old Toyota Corolla.

“You’re—” Sunwoo is cut off when you open the door to his back seat and shove him in. You hear some people behind you howling, briefly turning your head to see his teammates cheering him on.

“Get some, Kim Sunwoo!” Lee Chan screams and you laugh before crawling into the car behind Sunwoo.

You turn just enough to slam the car door shut, and then you’re on top of Sunwoo. He tugs you onto his lap, your skirt riding up enough to expose your thighs to him, but you give him no time to process anything, your lips already crushed against his. It’s sloppy, but the whine he emits just from the pressure behind it has heat curling in your stomach again. Your tongue dips into his open mouth, and he pushes against you with more force that you had anticipated. He curls his tongue around yours, sucking and licking at it, and your body begins to shudder against his.

Sunwoo drags your hips down against his own, groaning at the feeling of your heat against his growing member.

“Can’t wait to be inside you,” he hisses when he pulls away, moving his lips down to attach to your throat and sucking harsh marks into your skin. You whine at his statement, grinding against him of your own will once he’d set the rhythm. He feels so good against you, pressing against your clit in just the right way to have you curling against him with broken whines spilling from your lips. Sunwoo moves one of your hands to your hair, jerking your head to the side to expose more of your skin to him, and you know he grows impatient when your shirt gets in the way.

“Can I take this off?” He asks you, his eyes glittering when he looks up at you.

“Really think I’d say no to you?” You smile, reaching your hands down and pulling your shirt off and tossing it somewhere in the front seat. Sunwoo looks like he’s in heaven when you unclip your bra and throw it back with your shirt, baring your breasts for him.

“Fuck…” he breathes out, cupping one in his hand and brushing his thumb over your nipple. You force yourself to keep your breathing steady, to let him do what he wants. “You’re so pretty, baby. Wanna drown in your pretty tits.”

“Yeah?” You ask, your voice breathy. “Who’s stopping you, then?” He looks up at you like you’re his goddess, like he’d worship you every day and every night if you’d let him.

“Really?” He hardly waits for a response before he’s shoving his face into your tits, laving at the valley between them before ultimately choosing one to focus on with his mouth. He sucks at the nipple, tugging at it between his teeth and listening to the delicate whines you let out. The other breast doesn’t go unnoticed, one of his hands palming at it and tweaking the nipple for a few minutes before he switches sides to give each of your breasts the same treatment.

You haven’t stopped grinding on him in this time, your eyelids fluttering shut while your roll your hips over Sunwoo’s. You can feel his dick twitching in his soccer shorts, can feel him fighting the urge to jerk his hips into yours.

“Sunwoo,” you choke out, tugging at the strands of his hair. It doesn’t stop him, in fact you could swear that the action makes him suck harder on your tits and your voice breaks into a moan. “Sunwoo,”

This time when you speak, you yank his head back. He whines, his neck now at an awkward angle as he tries to sink back into your chest.

“Whyyyy,” he drawls with a pout. His lips are puffy and covered in spit, similar to your chest and you already know he’s sucked marks into your skin that’ll be visible for days after this.

“Wanna fuck you, baby.” You plead. “Wanna fuck you so bad.”

His eyes roll into the back of his head at your tone, and he pushes you off of him just long enough to shove his clothing off. You do the same, noting the way your panties stick to your slick cunt. With a smirk, you discreetly tuck them into the center console while his back is still somewhat turned to you.

By the time he’s turned back around, you’ve stripped yourself of all your clothing and sunk your fingers into your core. Your eyes have fluttered shut with two fingers inside of you and your thumb rubbing circles into your clit.

“What are— what—” Sunwoo sounds like he’s going to cry, and you force your eyes open. He’s staring at your glistening folds with a look of pure hunger and you can only assume heartbreak as you finger yourself. “Why are you—”

“Gotta get myself ready for you,” you tell him with a pout. “Don’t—f-fuck— wanna make sure you fit i-inside of me.” Your back arches off the door and Sunwoo lunges for you, yanking your hand away from your pussy. The suddenness of the action makes you yelp, your eyes fly open again when Sunwoo sinks your fingers into his mouth. You can’t tell if the moan he lets out is genuine or if it’s for show, but it’s guttural and has your walls clenching around absolutely nothing. His tongue laves over your fingers, sucking them as far into his mouth as he can, getting as much of your taste off of your fingers as humanly possible before pulling them from his mouth and lowering your hand back to your side.

“That’s my job,” Sunwoo hisses, and then he’s lowering his body down so he can be level with your pussy. Two of his fingers prod at your entrance, and your hips jerk toward him against your well. He clicks his tongue when he sinks them into you. “Loosened your little cunt up a little bit already, hm? Gotta stretch you out even more though if I wanna fit inside you.”

You can only whine when he sinks a third finger into you, scissoring them inside of them and curling them into that sweet spot inside of you. The stretch begins to sting, ever so slowly ebbing away and being replaced by pure, unadulterated pleasure.

“Oh god, Sunwoo.” You gasp out, your hand wrapping around his wrist but you can’t exactly figure out why. To slow him down? To force him to go faster? “Feels so fucking good, please.” You feel a coil beginning to tighten in your stomach as his fingers punch into that spot time and time again, his thumb rubbing harsh circles into your clit similar to how you were. Fast learner.

Sunwoo grins at the way your face twists and contorts with pleasure, the way you try to control how your hips buck against his hand, the guttural moans you emit.

“Gonna cum, babe?” He knows the answer. He knows by the way you clench against him, the way your cunt tries to force his hand out.

“Yes,” you whine out, “yes, gonna c-cum. Sun-Sunwoo, please.”

“Please what, babe?” He coos. “Can’t give you what you want if you don’t tell me.” Just to tease you, he slows down. “Do you want me to stop?”

“NO,” you cry out, taking matters into your own hands and fucking down onto his hand. “Ple-please let me cum!”

“Ohhh, I see.” He hums and drives his fingers into you faster, harder. Your whines and whimpers have become broken little sobs. “Fuck, babe, it’s like no one’s ever made you feel like this.” He can’t help but laugh when you clench down on him again.

“G-Gonna cum, Sunwoo!” He just hums, watching as you clench down once, twice, and then your body is jerking against his hand. Your cunt tries to force him out one more time but he continues to drive into you and work you through your first orgasm of the night.

When your body has stopped shuddering, Sunwoo finally pulls his fingers out of you. He raises them up a bit, just enough for you to see the way the mix of your arousal and your cum.

“Look at all this, baby.” He holds his fingers out to you with a broad grin on his face. “Have you ever tasted yourself?” Your eyes come back to focus when he prods his fingers against your lips. You let him sink his fingers into your mouth, nearly gagging when they hit the back of your throat. “Tastes good, doesn’t it?”

You swallow around his fingers, taking in the bittersweet taste on your tongue. Sunwoo watches you with hazy eyes when you take hold of his wrist again, holding his hand close to you while your tongue swirls around his fingers. You know exactly what he’s thinking, know exactly what’s going on behind those hazy eyes of his, and have to force yourself to pull off of his fingers when you know you’ve cleaned him off completely.

“Fucking minx,” he growls and grips your hips tightly in his hands, flipping you over so you’re on your hands and knees. “Did that on purpose, didn’t you? Knew I’d think of you sucking my cock, think of you gagging on it as I fuck your pretty little face?” You don’t have a response this time, only moaning when he shoves his cock into you with one harsh thrust.

He gives you no time to adjust, gives you no time to work through the sting it brings you but you don’t mind. Not when the stretch feels so good. Not when his cock is fucking into at a pace so harsh it has your body sliding across the seats. Your arm reaches out, hand desperately trying to find purchase on something, anything to hold you steady against the roughness of his hips slapping against yours.

His hand slides up your spine, tangling in your hair and yanking on it to pull you against him. Your moans become louder, harsher until they’ve turned into screams and cries of his name. You can feel the fabric of his car’s seats digging into your knees, feel the old Toyota Corolla rocking back and forth while the windows fog up with the heat of your sinful behavior.

One of Sunwoo’s legs slips down to the floor of the car, but he doesn’t slow as he adjusts his position. It gives him a new angle, new strength to fuck into you harder and faster, bruising your insides as he practically punches into your cervix from the force of his thrusts.

“How does this feel, hm?” He coos into your ear, his breathing heavy from overexhertion. “Does this feel good? Am I fucking you good, baby?”

“S-so good!” You cry out. “Fuckin’ me s’good, Sunwoo!”

“Yeah?” He bends you over again, this time hunching over your body and humping into you like a dog in heat. Your back arches into him, your body shaking with seemingly neverending pleasure. “Gonan cum f’me?” Sunwoo’s arms are all over you, pinching at your nipples, squeezing your waist, gripping your ass. His lips place firm kisses onto your spinal cord, sucking hickies into your skin that no one but him will see.

“YES!” Your voice breaks and you cum again, squeezing so tightly around his cock that he emits a moan so loud and sharp that you fear you’ve broken him.

Sunwoo pumps white hot cum into you in thick ropes that spill out while he continues to fuck you, overstimulating you both. The mixture of your cum drips down your legs and onto the fabric seats, and you pray that whoever sits back here after you doesn’t notice the white stain in the middle seat, doesn’t think to ask about this mystery stain and that Sunwoo refuses to give them an answer.

When his hips finally slow, when his dick finally softens inside of you and he slips out, you let your body sag against the seat. Sunwoo grimaces at the sight of you, dark marks littering your skin. He hopes that Soonyoung doesn’t ask questions about the way you limp into your classes the next few days. You hope he knows better by now than to question it.

“For a sophomore,” you wheeze out while you roll over. Sunwoo runs his hands up and down your thighs, smiling thoughtfully. “You sure seem to have lots of experience.”

“Never judge a book by its cover, babe.” He squeezes just above your knee, running his tongue across his lips when he sees more cum dripping out of you. You catch the fiery look in his eye and groan while you squeeze your legs shut. He groans when you use one foot to kick him back against the door opposite you.

“No,” you scold him. He looks like a kicked puppy.

“Whyyyy,” he reaches for your legs again and you push him back even more.

“I’m tired, Sunwoo.” You say but he just crawls on top of you with a mischievous grin.

“You won’t have to do anything,” he bargains. “Jus’ wanna taste you a little. That’s all!” You glare at him.

“One time.” His eyes light up and he pries your legs open again. “You get one more from me tonight, Kim Sunwoo. You hear me?”

“Mhm!” He dives straight into you, knowing that this was far from the last time he’d get you to cum in his car tonight.

“I still think that you should be thanking me,” Eric shuts the door of Sunwoo’s car with a sly grin.

“For what?” Sunwoo asks exasperatedly.

It had been less than 24 hours since Sunwoo had fucked you in his car and officially made you his after a long year and a half of pining. He was tired. His body was tired. He didn’t have the energy to deal with his best friend this early in the morning, or at all really.

“For getting you guys together! It was my idea, anyway.” Eric clicks his seatbelt into place and runs a hand through his dyed red hair. “Where are your car gummy worms?”

“Center console,” Sunwoo puts the car in drive and has barely begun to ease his foot off the brake when Eric lets a gasp so violent and loud that he slams his foot back down again. “What, what happened?” He slams the car back into park, his face going white when he sees what his best friend is dangling between two dainty fingers.

Black lace panties.

Your black lace panties.

“Sunwoo…you didn’t…” Eric chokes out with a mix of disgust and heartbreak on his face. Sunwoo rips the panties out of his best friend’s hands and shoves them into the pocket of his jeans. His face feels like it’s on fire, his heart pounding out of his chest.

“Do not ever speak of this to anybody. Ever.”

“You fucking FREAK!”

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★ SHE'S ALL THAT — PSH

warnings: mentions of alcohol.

taglist: open! send an ask or comment to be added. @faerinini @juyuppang @bywons @yenqa @luvyu @hysgf @shinrjj @isoobie @skzenhalove @s7noo @amoulives @rormyass @seunghancore @jjklvr9 @ms-no1kpopstan @semisemirin1i82 @oldjws / can't tag: @lovelyharin

PROLOGUE.

word count: 870.

there were certain things you avoided talking about, mindful of their potential gravity. among these was the enigma that had kept you single for twenty two years—sure, there were situationships here and there, but these only served to highlight the loneliness looming in your future. you tried not to dwell on it too much, believing that fate would bring someone into your life when you were emotionally ready.

however, despite your efforts to downplay the weight of being single while all your friends easily found their soulmates, sixty-year-old women pushed their available grandsons onto you. maybe it was the wedding atmosphere that prompted yunjin's grandmother to hassle you for nearly half an hour about the importance of finding a husband before the age of twenty-five, but regardless of what was influencing her to do so, you just wanted her to shut up.

"he's adorable! give it a shot. a lovely girl like yourself shouldn't be flying solo," she chirped, her smile bright for someone embarrassing you in front of everyone. a chuckle rang in your ears, and you were far too accustomed to that sound not to recognize it as sunghoon's.

you shot him a disapproving look, yet he maintained his smug smile without batting an eye. son of a whore. park sunghoon was the type of guy you used to avoid, but the romance between your best friends had thrust him into your life more than you'd prefer.

it was surprising to know that someone like jay was friends with someone like him, although yunjin failed to see any difference between them. nevertheless, your view of sunghoon wasn't merely baseless disdain; there were specific events that led you to that conclusion.

during the first year of high school, he caught you spilling melted chocolate on the back of your pants and wasted no time in spreading to everyone that you had an accident. "it was just a joke!" he claimed when confronted. people called you shitty pants for months until the 'joke' wasn't funny anymore.

the following year, yunjin and jay started a thing, and sunghoon vowed to reconcile with you, all for the sake of your friend's love. unfortunately, despite the peace agreement, the gossip about you continued, like when he told classmates about the awkward kiss you shared with soobin at your seventeenth birthday party. he had overheard your conversation with yunjin about it and found it hilarious that the school prince was a bad kisser. soobin never looked at you the same way again.

after graduation, you wanted to cut ties with yunjin because her harmless relationship with jay was becoming too serious, which meant more time with sunghoon. but suddenly, the teasing stopped.

sunghoon shed his childish and bothersome personality, adopting a different demeanor. the teasing stopped, but sunghoon was still a jerk. so, you realized that no matter what phase he went through or how hard your friends tried to patch things up, you would always hate him.

considering all this, who would've thought that at the end of yunjin and jay's engagement dinner, you would be completely drunk in sunghoon's arms, pouring out all the frustrations of your unrequited love?

blame it on the seven glasses of wine.

"i really, really like him, you know?" you sobbed, your voice slurred, and your face all gross with a runny nose. "but he'll never want anything with a girl like me — which is understandable because i'm a huge mess!"

"yeah... i'm sorry to hear that," sunghoon sighed, dragging out the words due to his lack of interest in what was happening. he was supposed to be downstairs with the others, celebrating his best friend's engagement, but he ended up stumbling upon your drunken, collapsed body in the way to the bathroom, and he couldn't leave you stranded. yunjin would never forgive him. "but i'm sure you'll get over it."

he gave your shoulder a light pat, and you glanced at him with frowning eyebrows. "do you think i can win him over? i know you guys are friends. has he ever mentioned me?"

sunghoon almost chuckled at your words but stifled the amusement in his throat. "you must be getting me mixed up with someone else, 'cause i was never his friend. actually, i'm surprised you like that goofball."

you scoffed. "how could you say that?!" your hand shoved his shoulder away, and he grumbled at the sudden gesture. "just so you know, juyeon is superior to you in every aspect. he's handsome, cool, kind, funny, handsome... oh god! he's so handsome!" your voice began to rise, and sunghoon tried to shush you, wary that it might draw attention. "lee juyeon is the most stunning man to ever grace the earth! i need to marry him. like, right now." you attempted to get up.

"shut your mouth before someone hears you!" he yelled-whisper, pushing you back to the floor. "and drink your goddamn water."

"no! he needs to know that we are meant to be together." you spat out the words, literally spat it out. droplets of saliva fell on his face as he tried his best not to freak out about it. "lee juyeon needs to know that i'm in lo-"

your desperate shout was cut off by sunghoon's lips.

soft, and at the same time, aggressive.

he didn't do it out of love, but because juyeon himself was standing just a few meters away from you, holding a drink in one hand while having an arm wrapped around of yunjin's cousin.

you both stood frozen for a moment, lips locked. sunghoon held the side of your neck, keeping you close, though you made no effort to break away. when juyeon realized that it wasn't the ideal place to be with his girl, he swiftly retreated, while sunghoon didn't wait for the former classmate to disappear before pulling away from you.

"tomorrow you might hate me even more than you do now," he said. "but i just saved your ass."

masterlist next

author's note: im literally dying here and the story has barely begun (already wrapping things up for the first chapter) anyway thanks if you've stuck around this far and plan to keep going!! means a looot <3

#enhypen x reader #sunghoon x reader #enhypen fluff #enhypen drabbles #enhypen fanfic #enhypen imagines #enhypen headcanons #sunghoon fluff #enha #frenemies to lovers #enhypen written series #sunghoon au #sunghoon headcanon #sunghoon imagines #enhypen fanfiction

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amazzwon · 5 months

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my go-to ENHYPEN (hyung line) fics

°˖➴ Fiancé for Hire

(series)

smut, angst, fluff, non idol au, rich!Heeseung x broke!reader, contract au

°˖➴ Cherry

°˖➴ Cherry II

°˖➴ Cherry III

°˖➴ Cherry Epilogue

rich kid au, 80s au, smut, angst, fluff

°˖➴ Stitch me up

underground fighter!heeseung x nurse!reader, smut, angst , fluff

°˖➴ Rile Me Up

pwp, 6.1k

°˖➴ POOL PARTY

7.3k, smut, fluff, angst

°˖➴ LET’S GET MARRIED

he fell first but she fell harder, childhood friends to a married couple, fluff, 5.1k+

°˖➴ WANT

angst, smut.

°˖➴ CHERRIES

strangers to friends to eventual lovers

°˖➴ NDA

idol!heeseung, fem!fangirl!reader, smut

°˖➴ SURPRISE

smut, fluff, 9.3k

°˖➴ PRETTY BOY

fluff, 0.2k

°˖➴ Dances Avec Les Etoiles

(series)

Prince!Heeseung × Princess!fem!reader, arranged marriage, smut

°˖➴ as long as you'll let me

smut, badgirl!reader x virgin!heeseung, college au, 15k

°˖➴ your lips, my lips, apocalypse

angst, suggestive, implied college! au, 2.0k

°˖➴ hopeless

fluff, high school! au, non-idol! au, 10.8k

°˖➴ YOU CAME AND WENT, JUST LIKE THE SEASONS

lovers to exes, angst, 7.6k

°˖➴ KNOCK , KNOCK

skinship, swearing

°˖➴ TRIAGE

(series)

romance, comedy, fluff, high school, written series

°˖➴ STRIP CLUB

virgin Jay, crude words, smut, reader works in a strip club

°˖➴ Carmesi

(Series)

ceo!reader x secretary!jay, smut, suggestive, angst, fluff

°˖➴ Stars and Raindrops

highschool au, strangers to lovers, love at first sight, fluff, angst, crack, 23k

°˖➴ A La Folie

(series)

King!Jay × healer!fem!reader

°˖➴ APPLE CIDER!

crying, angsty, hooking up/sex, weed, 7.9k

°˖➴ you, my fate come and kiss me :

fluff-angst, soulmate au, 0.4k

°˖➴ touch me, feel me

Ceo!jay x Model!reader, smut, fluff

°˖➴ situationship!texts

angst, toxic relationship

°˖➴ just for you

fluff

°˖➴ 4 TIMES JAY ALMOST PROPOSED + 1 TIME HE ACTUALLY DID

established relationship au, romance, fluff, 2k

°˖➴ Cherry Chapstick

fluff at the beginning, smut with plot

°˖➴ Good boy

coworker!Jake x fem!reader, smut

°˖➴ Birthday Sex

smut

°˖➴ LUCK

fluff

°˖➴ kiwi and layla

high school au, f2l, fluff, angst, 26.3k

°˖➴ Royal Sacrifice

prince!jake x maid!fem reader, 7.1k, smut, angst

°˖➴ STRAWBERRY LIPS

fluff, 0.5k, classmates to lovers

°˖➴ cherries

fluff, est rshp, 211

°˖➴ Heartbeat

Friends with Benefits, smut

lyrics theme — "Ayo Fuck this, are we dating? Are we fucking? Are we best friends? Are we something?"

°˖➴ forbidden attraction

hogwarts, wizard!sunghoon x witch!reader, smut, fluff

°˖➴ star-crossed

prince!sunghoon/fem!reader, fluff, smut, greek mythology, angst, 6.8k

°˖➴ Relaxing

smut, 4k

°˖➴ HEAVENLY

playboy! sunghoon x fem reader, exes to lovers, fake dating, mutual pining, fluff, angst, 9.5k

°˖➴ will you let me

smut MDNI, angst

°˖➴ overtime

office au, fluff, 0.3k

°˖➴ Sparks

angst, 1.8k

°˖➴ BED

fiance!sunghoon x fem!reader, 7.8k

‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚🎧⊹♡ Headcanons

Enha when their idol!partner has a wardrobe malfunction

Enha when their actress partner films with a hot actor

music bank hosts: idol!enha x idol! reader

the moments that make everyone think you’re dating (all eyes on you)

Enha hyung line reaction to you being bratty

Reaction to you asking them Ass or Tits

JAY tattoos the hickeys you leave

JAY spitting in your mouth

enhypen falling in love with you during hybe game caterers

their "oh" moment (the moment they realise they're in love)

when you play with their hair

when you call them ‘babe’

calling them “husband” trend.

texting them "please don't leave me"

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aernx · 1 year

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꒰ 💭 ꒱ OH, NIKI YOU’RE SO FINE! ˖ ⌨︎ ⁩◞❪니키❫

— SYNOPSIS ୨୧ ! Lesson learned ! never ever accept a dare from Heesung! Dared to tweet about how attractive your best friend was, you miss-typed ‘m’ with ‘n’ who apparently turned out to be the name of some guy in the basketball team? Oh how embarrassing!

or in which 𓂅 nishimura riki woke up to a sudden paragraph long compliment from his crush (who didn’t even knew he existed)

PART 1/2 OF THE LOVE LASTING DREAM SERIES

— with love on the line ! 𖥻⏱️ ぃ ˑ (pairing) non idol!nishimura riki x non idol!fem reader — 𓄹 ࣪ ִֶָ 🧂 ࣪ ▸

「 GENRE 」 ! STRANGERS to LOVERS, friends? to lovers, he fell first she fell harder, fluff, crack, highschool au, smau w writen parts, kinda one sided crush typa thing.

— the risk, are u willing to take it ? 𖥻🥛ぃ ˑ (featuring) enhypen, winter aespa, beomgyu txt, jeongin skz, minho skz, etc — 𓄹 ࣪ ִֶָ 🎯 ࣪ ▸

「 WARNINGS 」 ! cursing (ofc), denial denial denial!!, anxiety, jealousy, overthinking, angst (w happy ending), dying jokes, kys jokes, and those kinda stuffs

「 NOTES 」 ! This is NOT how i view these idols! this smau is js for fun and crack ykyk as well as js for fictional purposes only! feel free to send asks to talk abt this smau w me!!!

( 💬 means there r written parts! )

NOTICE ! please DO NOT spam like, bc it will shadowban me

「 TAGLIST 」 ! CLOSED

status COMPLETE ! 25/04/23 — 23/06/23 ﹟╳×

CHAPTER INDEX ! ˖ ࣪⭑

⊹ ˚. PROFiLES . . ! ONE ⋮ TWO ⸱៰ ͘ ࣭⸰

▹ SIDE A ᶻz

001. omg hit tweet

002. he can pull??

003. u still love me right?

004. let me be delulu

005. lover with a $ sign

006. he’s kinda??

007. help i’m dying here

008. lemme make it up to u

009. careful w ur feelings

010. living the dream

011. just us?

012. ur turning into heeseung

013. cute (friendly) date 💬

014. kay why es

015. watch me?

016. what is this betrayal

017. ykw i get the hype 💬

018. jake’s cupid era

019. sunoo is my rolemodel

020. your biggest supporter 💬

▹ SIDE B ᶻz

021. too much?

022. must’ve been why

023. like she played me

024. sleep well baby riki

025. sunoo has a plan… 💬

026. hi pretty girl

027. not now, not ever 💬

028. what are you planning

029. something feels wrong

030. did i ruin it all?

031. he makes me feel content

032. don’t you get it?

033. i’m sorry

034. your pretty girl

035. you’ll always be my winner

Heeseung spinoff : it’s a wrap!

THE END !!

#niki smau #niki x reader #riki x reader #enhypen x reader #ni ki enhypen #niki x y/n #enhypen niki #niki x you #riki nishimura x reader #enhypen riki #riki x y/n #riki x you #enhypen imagines #enhypen

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filmbyjy · 2 years

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BUSINESS PROPOSAL

PAIRING > park sunghoon x fem!reader

synopsis > being the amazing friend you were, you had helped your friend who desperately did not want to go on the blind date so you went as her. however, you were dumbfounded to find out that the CEO was your friend’s blind date! hopefully, he doesn’t recognise you.

GENRE > ceo au, staff!reader, fake dating au, girlboss reader because that’s how kim hari was in business proposal😌 hot CEO sunghoon (ahah but you must be asking why not secretary when there is a sunghoon in business proposal that was hot and kinky😏 well idk)

FEATURING > K from &team, yujin and wonyoung from ive, danielle from newjeans, harvey from XG and romin from e'last. of course the enhypen members too and if on occasions I may add new idols into the smau ^_^

WARNING > there isn't much warnings but like I FEEL BAD FOR MAKING MY LOVE FROM E'LAST AS MINWOO THE RED FLAG T_T

SCHEDULE > updated whenever I can…

TAGLIST > series has officially ended. thank you for joining this whole ride🫶🏻

START: 20 October 2022 | END: 12 February 2023

NOTE: 4th SMAU WOOOO. well technically there is only ‘jam out’ here…EHEM I’ll just exit🚪I know I’ve written in my original that the reader will be sunghoon’s secretary but I ultimately decided to stick to how the original ‘business proposal’ went. BUT I may make you the secretary maybe later on in the episodes😉 oh and I aged up everyone except jungwon and ni-ki bc I like the aspect of them being sunghoon’s bodyguards even though they are high schoolers😀

profile: CEO and his minions | cosmetic whores😛

prologue: the contrasts of friend groups

one: love hurts [written]

two: no head, no possay

three: damn😨

four: they are just friends

five: THATS AGAINST THE LAW

– placing this bc the previous read more messed up –

six: he just self inserted

seven: makeover montage😍😍

eight: LET YOUR TITS FREE🗣️🗣️

nine: who tf is harvard and one letter hyung?

ten: dave and juan🥺 [written + pictures]

eleven: tell us what you know old man👹

twelve: I wanna kick some shins😍😍

thirteen: curby

fourteen: snorting my sorrows away

fifteen: elavatoe

sixteen: plot hole once again

seventeen: sunoo finds out! [written]

eighteen: alpha female raptor

nineteen: FOR FREE???

twenty: grippers and snatchers

twenty-one: ZAYUM DADDAË

twenty-two: velociraptor speaks

twenty-three: happy birthday, here is a gift❤️

twenty-four: meeting the grandmother😵‍💫 [written]

twenty-five: the english to australian translator

twenty-six: love you too hyung🥰

twenty-seven: they’re dating…again

twenty-eight: hentai tentacles

twenty-nine: happy anniversary? [written]

thirty: she’s a fraud

thirty-one: let’s drink the night away!

thirty-two: christian minecraft server era

thirty-three: jay hyung male wife era

thirty-four: YOU KNEW HE KNEW??

thirty-five: SOUND THE ALARM

thirty-six: they flirting

thirty-seven: 3 step guide [written]

thirty-eight: the censored pic

thirty-nine: we good time👍🏻

fourty: kiss me [written]

fourty-one: post-kiss feelings??

fourty-two: paper work. what else?

fourty-three: failed secret dating

fourty-four: b-b-but :(

fourty-five: she’s a fighter [written]

fourty-six: how about…naur

fourty-seven: NO BUTS🧌 JUST GO

fourty-eight: that’s a pervert!

fourty-nine: the devil’s cha cha cha💃🏻🕺🏻

fifty: r.i.p that pus- [written]

special episodes!

baby name website

the many FaceTime sessions

youngmi and her little sibling

ask business proposal casts

author asks | business proposal cast

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filmofhybe · 6 months

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new written series ! — by filmofhybe.

IN EVERY MULTIVERSE

in which

> y/n was a young girl who believed in the multiverse. Believed that in each multiverse your in, something special or memorable would happen. What if she figures out a way to travel through each and every multiverse she would be in, and meet seven different boys that captures her eyes. Which she sadly can’t seem to get them off her mind at the end of every Adventure.Will she ever meet them again in her every multiverse?

PAIRING : ot7! x reader

🥥 GENRE : friends to lovers , academic rivals , streamer x streamer , stranger to lover , patient x doctor , singer x dancer , café owner x regular customer , coming of age

WARNINGS : angst , swearing , kissing , romance , kys jokes , dad jokes lmao

🗯️ FEATURING: enhypen obvi , rei - ive , K & Jo - &team , Yunjin - Le Sserafim , Sana - twice , Hanbin - ZB1

TAGLIST : feel free to comment to be added :)

STATUS : every Friday :) (hopefully…)

The perfect blend - YJW

synopsis : can you ever imagine in this multiverse, you having the biggest fattest crush on your best friend - Yang jungwon, however knowing he already has a “girlfriend” hurts more than just a sting from a bee.

warnings : angst (100%) , fluff , crying , kissing

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

video our love - LHS

synopsis : you were extremely camera shy in the actual world, so what makes you be so confident in front of millions across the world while facing towards the camera with your lover - Lee heeseung.

warnings: kissing , slight angst towards end (not much tho) , tooth rooting fluff

Healing hearts - PJS

synopsis : doctors and patients aren’t suppose to have romantics love towards each other. However, in this multiverse, your very much in love with you hot doctor - Park Jeongseong. Whose secretly trying to heal your broken heart..

warnings : kissing , tooth rotting fluff (cheer cuz there isn’t any angst on this one WOOHOO!!)

Academic Enmity Rivalry - JS

synopsis : all the studying just to make your parents proud until your biggest academic rival - Sim Jaehyun decides to have the biggest academic comeback. And offering you free legit tutoring lessons so you can beat him

Warnings : tooth rotting fluff , kissing , begging

Amidst Crowns - PSH

synopsis : crazy to think about how your a Royal in this multiverse, only for the crazy self-obsessed prince himself - Park Sunghoon to hit on you 24/7. Finding it annoying you decided to throw insults at him, not knowing the consequence.

warning : insult comments , fluff , slight angst , crying

Brewing Love - KSN

synopsis : now your a café owner?? Serving your favorite regular customer- Kim Sunoo everyday was the highlight of your day. Realizing you were falling for him before he starts bringing in girls, crushing your heart as you can’t handle it.

Warning : ANGST (I mean heavy) , kinda fluff , kiss on hand

Melodies of music & love - NR

synopsis : the last and final multiverse , your a singer to your lover dancer - Nishimura Riki. Promised to Perform together until realizing it isn’t your passion anymore. Maybe you want to continue in this universe and never go back… but how when you miss every boy you met in the other 6 multiverse..?

warning : sweet fluff , comfort , angsty (at the end.)

TBA….

SERIES TAGLIST : @enhaz1 @dubuii @in-somnias-world @ultimatestayandminoronce @yenqa @euncsace @hoondiors @yannew @mrchweeee @ariadores @oldjws @frukkoneeeeg @dimplewonie @seobstarr @asteria-wood (white = i cant tag)

; AUTHORS NOTES : since is December 1st on Friday , I would be updating this series every Friday leading up to January-February (or even earlier than that) . I hope you guys enjoy this series as much as I do. Don’t hesitate to ask to be on the taglist by commenting!! I love you all and hope you enjoy this series that’s going to be delivered to you soon :)

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thinemoonshine · 1 month

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ᡣ𐭩ྀི₊ ⊹ 𝑒𝓃𝒽𝓎𝓅𝑒𝓃 ᝰ.ᐟ✮⋆˙

enhypen 8th fem!member ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚. hearts and habits ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚. our hours ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚. stressing straps ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚. mine and yours ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚. sheathe thy shoulder! ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚. 30cm apart (but never in heart) ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚. thump! thump! my heart jumps! (hyung line) ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚. thump! thump! my heart jumps! (maknae line)

enhypen texts!

ot7 ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ situationship!enha (pt.1) ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ situationship!enha (pt.2) ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ bestfriend!enha

series (coming soon!)

𝜗𝜚 all works are written by me and i do not permit anyone to republish, copy, rewrite or translate my work (reblogs are welcomed!!) ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

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juyeonszn · 10 months

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WHAT IS LOVE?

PAIRING ₊˚⊹ lee juyeon x f!reader

GENRES ₊˚⊹ fluff﹒crack﹒angst﹒slice of life

WARNINGS ₊˚⊹ mature language bc even on a different blog i won’t ever change, uni!au, reader is a matchmaker, juyeon plays baseball, lots of kys and kms jokes, sunwoo is an incel, a bunch of lesbian jokes, um one sided pining for a while, like i am absolutely ruthless to reader for a Hot Minute i am so sorry, but it’s okay!!! bc then i’m also ruthless to juyeon, the unrequited love in this series goes crazy, it wouldn’t be a fawn smau without a second lead — so there is a small second lead moment, most of the written parts are full of sheer Angst and i’m not sorry about it, there’s like idol shipping in here ? but it’s for the sake of the plot i swear i don’t condone idol shipping 😭 it’s literally in my carrd, the bullying in this smau goes even crazier, ummm for some reason there are a lot of barbie references towards the end

FEATURING ₊˚⊹ the rest of tbz, soyeon + yuqi from (g)-idle, seonghwa from ateez, lee know from skz, sakura from le sserafim, dahyun + tzuyu from twice, jaehyun from nct and mingyu from seventeen

SUMMARY ₊˚⊹ all is well in the business of matchmaking. except it’s actually not, because lee juyeon, the school’s star baseball player, has just come to you for help in obtaining the girl of his dreams. oh yeah! and he happens to be the guy you’ve had a crush on since your first year of university.

STATUS ₊˚⊹ complete!

BEGINNING ₊˚⊹ august 1st, 2023

ENDING ₊˚⊹ october 19th, 2023

MORE ₊˚⊹ HIIIII hello!!! my first smau on another blog this is crazy ?!!2!!22!!2 fun fact; in case the plot seems familiar, it was an old wip for yeonjunszn that i had for jake from enhypen and decided to scrap for reasons that i do not remember LOL but then it came back to me and i decided to redo it for juyo bc it was so juyo-coded and now we’re here 🤗 send an ask to join the taglist (bc note and dm notifs get swallowed up with the ones from my other blog)!!

PROFILES ₊˚⊹ realize real eyes real lies | ball hitters + the token lesbian | ouran high school host club (+ tzuyu)

ONE ₊˚⊹ i’m the ceo president and chair mama

TWO ₊˚⊹ the hwang yeji incident

THREE ₊˚⊹ i hide and u seek therapy!

FOUR ₊˚⊹ /s or /j

FIVE ₊˚⊹ setting virgins up with other virgins

SIX ₊˚⊹ POSER FAKE FAN

SEVEN ₊˚⊹ #mancrushfriday #mrstealyogirl

EIGHT ₊˚⊹ I HATE WHEN WOMEN ARE RIGHT

NINE ₊˚⊹ the start of a W matchmaking season

TEN ₊˚⊹ ur on THIN ICE JAMAL

ELEVEN ₊˚⊹ Just Like A Doughnut (2.04k)

TWELVE ₊˚⊹ need a comically large piano to fall on top of me

THIRTEEN ₊˚⊹ hit tweet follow me 🙌🙏

FOURTEEN ₊˚⊹ what the bell are u talking about

FIFTEEN ₊˚⊹ THAT WAS A CRY FOR HELP

SIXTEEN ₊˚⊹ chest heavy eyes misty

SEVENTEEN ₊˚⊹ they laugh at me cause i’m emo

EIGHTEEN ₊˚⊹ sangyeon boyfriend material era

NINETEEN ₊˚⊹ Blocked and Reported for threatening language

TWENTY ₊˚⊹ A Hole In The Shape Of You (2.17k)

TWENTY ONE ₊˚⊹ men against song yuqi

TWENTY TWO ₊˚⊹ i thought we were friends.

TWENTY THREE ₊˚⊹ u think i’m pretty??? 🥰

TWENTY FOUR ₊˚⊹ for research purposes

TWENTY FIVE ₊˚⊹ The Middle Of My Heart (1.60k)

TWENTY SIX ₊˚⊹ AND THE CROWD GOES WILD

TWENTY SEVEN ₊˚⊹ to me it was

TWENTY EIGHT ₊˚⊹ clown to clown communication

TWENTY NINE ₊˚⊹ A Space Just For You (2.05k)

THIRTY ₊˚⊹ THE JUYEON THERAPY FUND

THIRTY ONE ₊˚⊹ is this pic AI generated

THIRTY TWO ₊˚⊹ i’m gay…

THIRTY THREE ₊˚⊹ 11:11 make a wish

THIRTY FOUR ₊˚⊹ Our Love Loop (2.62k)

THIRTY FIVE ₊˚⊹ graduated from bitchless university

#the boyz #tbz #the boyz smau #the boyz social media au #tbz smau #the boyz juyeon #tbz juyeon #lee juyeon x reader #lee juyeon smau #lee juyeon social media au #juyeon x reader #juyeon smau #juyeon social media au #juyeonszn #what.is.love.juyeon🩷

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ellaak · 3 months

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ENHYPEN RECOMMENDATION LIST

✉~Smau ✏~Written Series 🃁~Oneshot ☆~Headcanon ♡~Fluff ☔︎︎~Angst ☊~Crack ⌧~MDNI

LEE HEESEUNG Mistletoe Mayhaps 🃁 ~ ☊ ~ ♡ @bluriki This fic made me giggle sm the mistletoe was the op fr NEW BEGINNINGS 🃁 ~ ☔︎︎ ~ ♡ @ikeuverse Crying. Belong To You 🃁 ~ ☔︎︎ ~ ♡ @jaeyunluvr ANGST TO FLUFF ARE SO GOOD ## Buy One, Take me ✉ ~ ☔︎︎ ~ ♡ @heeracha If they didn't have their happy ending I would've molded one with my own BARE hands. Falling In Love With Heeseung 🃁 ~ ♡ @wondipity THIS SHORT FIC OMLLL WIN ONE WIN ME 🃁 ~ ☔︎︎ ~ ♡ @jaylver THIS FIC HAS ME ON A CHOKE HOLD, also FUCK MATTHEW.

PARK JAY What do you mean dad went to get the milk!? 🃁 ~ ☊ @orangflowalober Why do the children know what the milk joke means..... 21st CENTURY GIRL ✉ ~ ☊ @hoonvrs This was acc so funny the way they refused to believe jay

SIM JAKE Nothing Here Yet...

PARK SUNGHOON Always Forever 🃁 ~ ♡ @kairoot MY BB HOON 12 Days Of Christmas ✉ ~ ☊ @jebi-won SUNGHOON IS SO ME but my wishlist never came Return To Sender ✏ ~ ☔︎︎ @jjunberry I would've never speak to my sibling ever again.... Look At Me Now ✉ ~ ☊ @facechasers SECRET RELATIONSHIP TROUP >>>>> The Perfect Love Scheme 🃁 ~ ♡ @lovepookie I LOVE THE LOSER SUNGHOON AGENDA NOW WE DATE! ✉ ~ ☊ @boyfhee Sunghoon will always be so bbg Back Off! 🃁 ~ ♡ @delcakoo Hand bumping while I'm getting snacks is not romantic so MOVE Mirrorball 🃁 ~ ☔︎︎ ~ ♡ @rosenhypen HOLDING MY TEARS THE WHOLE FIC With Love, Sunghoon 🃁 ~ ☔︎︎ ~ ♡ @dazed-hee I WENT THROUGH SM EMOTIONS HOON WAS AN ASS Take a Chance With Me 🃁 ~ ☔︎︎ ~ ♡ @snghnlvr I FACEPALMED WHEN SUNGHOON SAID THAT Homesick 🃁 ~ ☔︎︎ ~ ♡ @aakomii The line 'take me home' did me IN Introducing You To His Fans On Vlive 🃁 ~ ♡ @nokacchan Sunghoon just being smitten The 24-Hour Dating Challenge 🃁 ~ ♡ @jaeyunverse Someone better confess to me in asters NOONA ✉ ~ ☊ @hoonvrs Play WOW by stray kids

KIM SUNOO Guess who ✉ ~ ☊ @soobnny THE WAY THEY KEPT REFERENCING SUNWOO FROM THEBOYZ Let My Love Run Wild ✉ ~ ♡ @jaeminvore This was so sweet i’ll be putting on a suit, be tip toeing to you if you’re down for it 🃁 ~ ♡ @yenqa GET URSELF A MAN WHO'LL UP ON VALETINES IN A TUEXEDO AND GET IT DIRTY FOR YOU !!

YANG JUNGWON Did I, A Side Character Became The Male Leads Wife!? ✏ ~ ☔︎︎ ~ ♡ @ateliertale JUNGWON COULD NOT LEAVE US ALONE Idol Crush! ✉ ~ ☊ ~ ☔︎︎ @enhas-bestie Wonyoung carried the last few chapters. Best Wingwomen FIRST & SECOND 🃁 ~ ☔︎︎ ~ ♡ @nkplanet I'LL FIGHT HER PARENTS. IT'S ON SIGHT

NISHIMURA RIKI Love Dive ✉ ~ ☊ ~ ♡ @tzyuki KEEYNKI SOLOS. Shoot! ✉ ~ ☊ ~ ♡ @amakumos GENSHIN DATING APP REAL. CAN I BE YOURS? 🃁 ~ ♡ @mintsvnoo SMALL NIKI AND HIS INNOCENT ACTIONS YOUR HIGHNESS 🃁 ~ ♡ @nkplanet and people ask me why I have high standards Weird Cat Guy 🃁 ~ ♡ @boydepartment He didn't catch a cat..... THAT'S HER!! ✉ ~ ☊ ~ ☔︎︎ ~ ♡ @jakesgalxy I prayed for the previous CEO's downfall.

OT7 She's Taken PT.2 ☆ ~ ☊ @star-sim THE FANS ARE SO SILLY Is Your Girlfriend Single? PT.2 ☆ ~ ☊ @star-sim DYING OF LAUGHTER QUITE LITERALLY Being Asked Out PT.2 ☆ ~ ♡ @wwonwonism Made me giggle Lipgloss & Kisses ☆ ~ ♡ @maeumi-jng WHEN IS IT MY TURN ooo You Want Me So Bad ☆ ~ ♡ ~ ☊ @sharkorok THE NICE TO YOU BUT RUDE TO EVERYONE ELSE TROUP IS GONNA BE THE END OF ME SELLING MY BOYFRIEND ☆ ~ ✉ ~ ☊ @luvyeni Something silly for valentines Enha reaction to their s/o crying after a member scares them ☆ ~ ♡ @yeeunjia This is me and my sensitive heart Enha getting you a snack you're craving at 3am ☆ ~ ☊ @n1k1tty Get urself a s/o who gets you what you're craving at unholy hours When You Can't Sleep Without Them ☆ ~ ♡ @angel1kisses Very Comforting

#enha x Reader #Enhypen x Reader #Lee Heeseung x Reader #Jay Park x Reader #Jake Sim x Reader #Park Sunghoon x Reader #Kim Sunoo x Reader #Yang Jungwon x Reader #Riki Nishimura x Reader

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