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intromortal · 15 days

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situationship!y.jw x reader

wc: 2,5k+

cw: smut, brat taming, oral (f receiving), teasing, overstimulation, no protection, creampie, a tiny bit of plot bc i can't shut up, jake is a loser, i think that's all!

“Wonnie, please", you manage to whine out while knowing better than anyone that it’s not enough to get him moving to where you need him the most.

“You know better than giving me half-finished sentences, especially with the stunt you’ve pulled today doll”, he leans back on his knees with a playful smirk on his face.

You feel tears prickle your eyes at the humiliation while you debate whether it’s worth ignoring his request and waiting it out, even though you already know the answer.

Jungwon senses your tiny moment of hesitation and takes advantage of that, inching his fingers closer to your weeping hole.

“Mmh, seems I have to fuck it out of you then", he says as he pushes your matching panties aside and collects your juices on two of his fingers before pushing them in, doing his best not to stimulate your clit just like he knows you need him to, looking at the scene before him with his bottom lip between his teeth.

You immediately regret not giving him what he wants right away, Jungwon might be possessive, but he is also very, very patient.

You’re whining now, “I’m sorry, please, I need your tongue”.

“You’re a little too late on that baby, don’t you think?” he smiles down at you and coos at your pleading face, “gonna have you so dumb on my fingers, my tongue's all you’re gonna think about”.

You would be lying if you said that annoying Jungwon was not one of your favourite things to do ever since you two became friends.

Can you even call it that? You don’t think fucking behind the rest of your friend’s backs is the ideal definition of friendship, but if that’s all he’s willing to give you, then you won’t turn it down.

There's an uncertainty around your relationship that leaves you confused. You feel like he avoids the subject anytime you try to bring it up, but you yourself also don't really know what you want since you’ve never been the type to want anything serious anyway.

At least for now.

Sure he's extremely good-looking, but thinking about him sexually had not ever crossed your mind, let alone romantically.

Well, at least until the night you found yourself alone with him at your apartment after everyone else left and decided to talk back one time too many, pushing him to quite literally flip your world upside down.

But still,

you just never cared about relationships.

The first times you found yourself entangled in his bedsheets were never planned, just the result of heated gazes and lingering touches. You chalked up your longing for him to the feeling of newness and unfamiliarity, the Jungwon you know outside his bedroom seemingly a completely different person.

Then, as the months went by and the meet-ups started getting more frequent and planned, but the feelings stayed the same, you decided it just had to be that no one has ever made you cum as hard as Yang Jungwon has.

Just two friends fooling around.

So why did you feel so hurt by him suddenly rejecting your advances?

As desperate as it sounds, you had been trying your hardest to get his attention for the past few weeks in multiple ways, going as far as sending him pics with your expensive new lingerie set, only to get left on read.

Your confidence took a hit from this. Had Jungwon suddenly stopped finding you attractive? Was he seeing someone prettier? Though with the memories of his open-mouthed kisses all over and the hours he spent worshipping your body, you could not make any sense out of it.

Maybe that was just the way he fucked no matter who was under him, so passionate you would think it was love he was making to you, not just a hookup.

It's not like he's the only person you could fuck. Anyone would drop to your knees if you asked them to.

And very desperate, kinda pathetic Jake was waiting for you, he had been for a long time.

Everyone in your friend group knows that he has his eyes on you, even though he has yet to make his move because of how inexperienced he is, scared he might not be good enough for someone like you. But you might just find it hot, you might just want to teach him how to pleasure you.

That, or you were just irremediably horny after Jungwon left you hanging for so long.

That’s how you find yourself in your current position, Jake inviting you over to his and Jungwon’s shared apartment for a glass of wine after a night out with your friends which you spent very openly flirting with him (very much to Jay’s dismay, who just told you to take jake back to your dorm and get it over with, you couldn’t help but let your gaze wander to dungeon, curious about his reaction, only for him to ignore the comment completely).

You walk in with the two friends, Jake taking your jacket from you and pouring you a glass of wine while Jungwon bee-lined for his room.

You got comfortable on their couch while making conversation with Jake, wondering why the man you’re trying to get out of your mind didn’t take up Heeseung’s offer to crash at his place, sensing where things were going between you and the blonde.

Jake was honestly shocked at your sudden attention, after so many years of pining after you he was about to give up hope. You clearly had known about his attraction for you for a while, so he wondered what suddenly changed. Not that he was complaining, he’d take anything you were willing to offer him.

You were so beautiful to him. He honestly struggled to believe you were real sometimes, like in this very moment, your makeup a bit smudged from the hours spent outside, your very short skirt riding up your plush thighs and the dazed look in your eyes from the alcohol. He thinks you might be the single most gorgeous being he has ever laid eyes on.

So it’s not surprising that he has to excuse himself to the bathroom to sneakily take care of his raging hard-on before he comes in his pants from just looking at you like the little pathetic virgin he is. He absolutely cannot embarrass himself like that in front of you.

Jungwon walks out of his room, walking right in front of you to get to the kitchen, completely ignoring your existence. You’re very irritated by now and would be lying if you said you weren’t expecting some sort of reaction from him after months of intimacy.

He walks back with a water bottle in his hands, his biceps flexing when opening the tight cap and taking a gulp of it while keeping his eyes on you. Suddenly you feel very small under his watchful gaze, but he has yet to speak to you.

So you bite first.

“What do you want?", it’s more of a snarky remark than a question, but he doesn't show any annoyance to your sour tone.

“Has the bitch boy cum his pants yet?”, he says while closing the bottle.

You try to hide how taken aback you are by his comment, but he knows your expressions better than anyone else.

“Excuse me?”

“Don’t play dumb now, it's either that or he’s fucking his fist thinking about you in that bathroom hoping he’ll last longer in your cunt. Cute really, I’ll give him a few strokes max”.

You can’t help but get goosebumps after finally hearing his voice addressing you after so long, filthy words still sounding so angelic to your ears.

You did admit you have always liked annoying him.

“And how is that any of your business? Yang Jungwon”, you say while challenging him with eye contact.

He slightly rolls his eyes at that, a small smirk playing on his lips, showcasing his dimple.

He seems to think about what you just said, tilting his head to the side while looking at you, his bangs slightly covering his eyebrows. Unfortunately, you are all too familiar with the glint in his eyes.

“You’re right, that would be none of my business if it weren't for the fact that you spent this entire night desperately looking to rile me up while trying to get that little bitch to fuck you”. He speaks softly as he inches closer, towering over your sat figure on the couch, "you're trying way too hard, for your information", he adds as he gently tilts your head up with his fingers.

“Jake? Really? Can he please you as well as I do?”.

You're surprised to hear him talk about his best friend like that, but you already know the answer to that question as you close the gap between your lips.

Not too long after that, you find yourself pushed against the door of Jungwon’s room, legs wrapped around his waist as he leaves wet open-mouthed kisses along your neck and collarbones, the blonde long forgotten.

You try to grind down on his very evident boner but he keeps your hips still with his strong arms.

“Behave”, he whispers sternly before moving his mouth to your ear and grazing it gently with his teeth.

He suddenly pulls away and shoves you onto his bed, towering over you and sliding his leg between your thighs.

“Wanted my attention? Don’t worry baby, you’ll get it alright”, he whispers while slowly removing your top, revealing the same lace bralette of that lingerie set you sent him pics of.

You suddenly feel embarrassed, he had ignored those texts, and he must have disliked them.

Your worries are revealed to be baseless when, as if reading your mind, Jungwon lets out a groan at the sight and takes one of your nipples in his mouth while his fingers toy with the other but decides to keep the thin material on your chest.

You try to sneak your hands behind your back to undo the claps, but he stops you. “Keep it on baby, fucked my fist so many times to those pics, wanted my attention so bad, didn’t you?”, he rasps between sucks, starting to kiss and lick down your navel. You let out a moan to that, the thought of Jungwon pleasuring himself too hot to handle, you think about asking him why he never replied, why he left you hanging for so long, but you hold your tongue, you're sure you’ve already ridiculed yourself enough in his eyes.

You have a suspicion he will go back to pretending you don’t exist after he has his way with you, but you push these thoughts to the back of your mind, choosing to focus on his hands flipping up your pathetic excuse of a skirt as his kisses that are slowly inching toward your thighs.

He takes his time with them, nibbling at them slightly, knowing he’s driving you absolutely insane.

He spends the next half hour denying any stimulation to your clit, using his other hand to keep your hip to the bed to stop you from chasing his fingers.

“Wonnie please, do something, anything,” you say between sniffles. He suddenly relents and inches his face to your clothed cunt, removing his fingers and licking your clit through the fabric.

“Won I’m beg-“ he doesn’t let you finish this time. “Got you doll”, he whispers as he lowers your panties slightly and attaches his mouth to your cunt, nose bumping your clit every time he moves.

He’s now removing his mouth from your cunt, ignoring your protests as he inserts his fingers inside you immediately lowering his head again to take your clit in his mouth, sucking on it.

You know you’re close and you're so afraid he’s just going to rip it away from you, nonetheless, you know that even if you try to lie he’ll be able to tell when you’re coming anyway, no one knowing the signs of your body language as well as he does.

“I’m close, please, Won, don’t take it away”, you sniffle as tears start to form again in your eyes. Jungwon fondly giggles at your dumb state as he guides you towards your high, helping you ride it as you come on his tongue with a drawn-out moan of his name.

“You taste so good baby, let Jake know who is making you cum”, he keeps slowly fucking his fingers inside you as he makes eye contact, his gaze dazed with need.

You’re so surprised he actually let you cum that you don’t realise he has gone back to lapping at you, moaning into your mound at how sweet you are.

You try to pry him away, but he easily pins your arms down with one of his, his head coming up slightly to speak to you, “we are far from being done doll, you wanted my attention”, he whispers seductively at you “you’re gonna have to take it all”.

Jake doesn’t remember when he let lust take over him and slightly opened the door to peer in and doesn’t know how many times he’s blown a load. He suspects it to be even more than you have, and right now you’re a babbling mess under Jungwon, that’s finally fucking into you after god knows how long he spent with his head between your legs. All Jake knows is that there’s cum all over his hand and his cock is so sensitive and tears are streaking down his cheeks and he still wants to bury himself in you so bad he thinks he might die.

He should be offended really, he should be one between your legs. Jake wants it to be him so fucking badly and feels so pathetic as his cock hardens in his hand once again.

He saw how Jungwon eyed the both of you during the night, and if looks could kill, he’d be six feet under right now. He feels grateful to even be able to listen and watch you two.

So he starts moving his hand once again, closing his eyes while trying to hold back any sound and imagines that those sweet sounds you’re making are reactions to his actions and not those of his housemate.

Jungwon knows the other male has been spying on you two, and he tries to ignore the way this information makes his cock twitch. He almost feels sorry for you, fucked so dumb you can barely form coherent sentences, only sweet babbles of his name leaving your mouth. He thinks it's the best thing he has ever heard.

“Close doll, just a little longer”, he whispers fondly in your ear. You’ve been so good to him, and he feels his heart swell with pride and his cock twitch at the thought of Jake seeing you so sweet and compliant for him.

He knows he's looking and knows he shouldn't find his pathetic friend fisting his cock to him fucking your tiny cute abused cunt so hot, but he does.

And it makes him cum so hard he's surprised at himself.

He slows down slightly before pulling out, careful not to let any of his seed slip out, fingering it back in despite your complaints and pulling your cute little panties up your hips to keep it there, finally letting himself meet Jake's gaze with a smirk on his face.

a/n: wrote this on a whim and definitely don't love it but still thought i'd share. thank you rolling eyes in live jungwon for being my muse

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g0niki · 2 months

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drink up ── y.jw

pairing: bf!jungwon x gf!reader

word count: 1.5k+

contents: finger sucking, oral (m! receiving), spit, pretty tame fic imo 🤷

a/n: won helps you stay hydrated lol (idek if this is a thing)😛

you had been a brat all day and jungwon couldn't stand it.

your nagging and bossing around was at an all-time high, the sudden switch in attitude and snappiness being something he couldn't excuse.

he had attempted to get to the root of the issue and talk through it, having a gentle approach and solving whatever the issue may be. you did not have the same in mind, rolling your eyes at him and walking away dismissively.

so of course, jungwon was annoyed!

you storm around the shared space with an almost visible thundercloud over your head. jungwon slumped down on the couch, his tongue poking his inner cheek, eyebrows pinched together as his eyes practically burn holes into you. now that he’s thinking about it, you pissed him off.

the frustration seeping off of the two of you was enough to create a suffocating concoction, both of you too stubborn to figure out a solution.

at this point, everything you were doing was making jungwon’s blood boil. he was gonna confront you.

he followed your smaller figure into the kitchen, determined to have you tell him what the hell was going on.

“what’s going on with you?” you turn towards him for a brief moment, rolling your eyes before walking over to the fridge and grabbing the last bottle of water.

jungwon grabs the cold bottle out of your hands and pushes you against the cool door, one hand near your head and the other loosely holding the bottle next to his side.

“jungwon give that back.”

“do you really think you deserve it?” slightly taken aback you raise a brow before scoffing and reaching for your water, jungwon swiftly moving his arm further from your reach. “I don't think you deserve it pretty. what makes you think i’d just give it to you when you can’t even listen?”

jungwon uses the hand by your head to come down and grab your left wrist firmly, pinning it up next to your head. his other hand lifting the cold bottle to your chin and using it to angle your face up. won leaning in close enough for your lips to slightly graze each other.

“beg for it.”

“… i’m not gonna do that”

won hand releasing your wrist and moving to squish your cheeks together, slightly screening your face side to side as a light tsk leaves his lips.

“aren't you thirsty? get on your knees and beg for it.” he released you from his grip, taking a small step back, giving you the chance to act.

the small, yet spine-chilling smile on his face is enough to have you slowly sinking, knees coming into contact with the cool floor beneath you.

“good girl, now open your mouth and wait.”

and you do exactly that, jaw hanging slack as you watch him slowly unscrew the cap of the bottle. the condensation on the bottle dripping down jungwon’s hand and wrist. the sight is enough to cause you to drool, which didn't go unnoticed by won.

tossing the bottle cap to the side, the small plastic coming into contact with the ground, but you were more focused on jungwon’s hand coming in contact with your bottom lip and swiping the drool from it. he placed his thumb in your mouth.

“come on, you know what to do. suck.” he watched as your lips close around his digit, cleaning your spit off of the pad of his thumb before he’s using that same thumb to yank your jaw back down.

“don’t wrap your lips around it.”

the opening of the bottle now resting against your bottom lip and he tilted up, flooding your mouth with the fresh liquid.

“take it all, just like that.”

you slightly sputter, overwhelmed by the amount being poured down your throat.

“isn’t this what you wanted.” jungwon’s face was now flat, the bottle being tilted up even more with each passing moment, too quickly for you to chug it down at one, your mouth was filled to the brim.

“the bottle’s empty, I guess you could close your mouth.” his eyes fall even darker, annoyed that you couldn't keep up. watching you struggle to gulp the remaining bit, still sitting helplessly on the floor at his disposal.

you finish the last bit, breathing heavily after completing the difficult task.

jungwon lightly taps your face a couple of times as your eyes try their best not to roll back.

won reaching for his belt and unbuckling it in a matter of seconds.

“maybe i need to fuck your throat open before we try again.”

his hand cups under your chin, tilting your head to look up at him. your lashes fluttering up at him, practically begging him to carve a space in your throat with his dick.

a “tsk” sound leaving jungwon’s throat as he looks down on you. his head lolling back and a light airy laugh can be heard from him.

“tongue out, i thought you were thirsty?” immediately dropping your jaw down and letting the pink muscle hang down.

his thumb finding its spot in the middle of your tongue and pressing down firmly, eliciting an immediate reaction. won able to see how your throat tightens around nothing and imagine how well that would feel around his sensitive tip.

his dominant hand reaching down to grip his length and lift it to your mouth, replacing his thumb with his aching member.

“doesn’t that taste so good pretty? spit on it for me.”

won watches as you scramble to fix your positioning, trying your very best to prop yourself up in a way that will let your spit drip down nicely. a small amount slowly making its way to his hard length.

“i don’t think that’s nearly enough, does that seem like enough?”

you nod your head no frantically.

“that’s right, we need more.” you try your very best to build up the saliva, using it to coat his thick and throbbing head.

getting sloppier with each moment, the slippery liquid dripping down your chin and onto your chest. giving jungwon quite the view to take in.

he swears the amount of precum leaking out of his tip would be enough to refill your water bottle, and best believe he would make you sip every last drop. he takes in just how you suckle on the tip, repeatedly teasing it for a moment before pushing it out of your mouth and letting it rest against your lips as spit oozes out of your mouth. although he was enjoying it he just might snap if he didn’t have you gagging around him at a moment’s notice.

and so he makes you do exactly that, placing his hand on the back of your neck and pushing you down to swallow around him, enjoying the surprise in your eyes at the sudden intrusion. the gag leaving your throat and causing the grip around him to tighten enough to almost have him cum.

his thighs tense and his hips push up even more, your tongue gliding against the vein on the underside of his cock.

he watches as your thighs press together, a hand sliding down to help alleviate some of your pain.

the thought of your fingers swiping and your cunt is enough to have him roughly piston his hips back and forward into your mouth.

the way your eyes struggle to stay open and visibly cross and roll around turning him own way more than he would like to admit. the way he’s abusing your throat distracting you from properly getting yourself off.

he swears he sees a puddle forming under you, making a slippery mess on the flooring below.

“you’re gonna take everything i give you. be grateful that i can be so nice to you after all that attitude you’ve given me.”

won gripping the top of your hair and using it to tug you down, your nose touching his groin as his warm liquid fills the back of your throat.

his cum filling your senses and practically going up your nose, causing you to sputter around him.

“close your mouth and take it all.” and that’s exactly what you do. wrapping your lips around him firmly and doing your best not to waste a single drop. you hold yourself down for a moment, struggling to breathe yet determined to do a good job.

and when you are pulling off you keep your lips secure around him, pulling off and watching the mix of cum and spit connect your lips to his cock. using your pretty hand to scoop up the mixture and suck it off your fingers.

wordlessly leaning back in to get anything that you missed off of his dick. maintaining eye contact as you do.

your boyfriend taking it as a challenge and staring down at you even harder, his grip on your hair releasing and his hand coming down to cup the side of your face.

“you’re forgetting something,”

“i don’t think i am..” you challenge once more.

“hm, well then i don’t think you’ll mind not properly finishing?”

“…thank you wonnie.”

“you’re welcome pretty.”

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luvhyun3 · 1 year

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YANG JUNGWON, blanket thief of the night ☆ (fluff, romance, gn!reader, wc: 504, warnings: mentions of kissing)

★ — in which jungwon doesn’t appreciate you stealing all the blankets at night, but manages to find a compromise that he’s sure will benefit you both.

Yang Jungwon found himself shivering for the fifth time in the night.

Your body laid next to his on the bed, sound asleep. He wondered how your unconscious self could snooze so guiltlessly after having once again snatched the blankets from his now freezing body.

He huffed, frustration bubbling in his chest over how hard it was to be angry at your peaceful face. You looked like an angel, the fluffy blankets you were swaddled up in your holy robes. Your eyes were closed, showing off your long, pretty eyelashes, and from your soft, slightly ajar lips came gentle snores, filling the otherwise silent space of the room. Indeed, you were a picturesque vision of tranquillity, sleeping away without a care in the world.

An angel was still a thief, however. And Jungwon was still very, very cold.

This was ridiculous, he thought. He’d never get any decent sleep at this rate.

He continued to gaze at your sleeping figure as he pondered. He knew that pulling the sheets from you would be a useless endeavour. It would only result in continuing the tug of war that had been happening the entire night. Should he grab another blanket? No. You’d probably steal that one too.

Jungwon sighed, forlorn. The cat print pyjamas covering his entire body did nothing to stop the biting cold from penetrating his skin, turning his flesh into ice. Everything he did to combat the glaciating of his body was in vain – no rubbing of his arms against his skin, curling up into a ball or violent shivering could stop the eventual frostbite he’d develop.

You, however, were probably so, so warm in comparison to him. Wrapped in stolen goods and aggravatingly unaware of his freezing form. And yet like the angel you are, you still somehow looked so sweet. So huggable.

Huggable….. Huggable?

Ah.

Jungwon may have found the solution to his dilemma.

Rolling over to your side of the bed, he gently made quick work of the blankets encasing your form, until they were evenly spread around both of your bodies. The commotion caused you to finally stir awake, eyes half-lidded as you regarded Jungwon sleepily.

“What are you doing?” Grogginess clung to your voice as you spoke.

Jungwon shushed you as he snaked his arms around your waist.

“You’re so cold….” you whined drowsily as you felt him pull you flush against him.

“I wouldn’t be so cold if you hadn’t kept stealing the blankets.”

Jungwon felt relief flood into his veins. He could feel himself finally start to defrost as he held himself against your warm frame.

“Now go to sleep,” his voice had now lowered to a whisper as he felt himself finally begin to drift off.

You simply hummed, responding with a short ‘sorry’ before snuggling further into him, face smushed against his chest, once again succumbing to sleep.

Jungwon fought the urge to roll his eyes and opted to instead kiss your temple with a smile, before finally entering the land of the dreaming.

PERM TAGLIST ♡ @ilynaevis @starlostseungmin @1-800-lixie @jangwonie @one16core @hwangsify @nyanggk @yujipg

NETWORKS ♡ @k-labels @kflixnet

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yenqa · 9 months

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acts of service with enha!

❥・ genre ⇢ written, fluff, some r still in school some arent warnings ⇢ one swear word, reader is implied female, i think thats it (lmk)? pairing ⇢ ot7!enha x reader (separate) wc ⇢ 425

hope yall enjoy <33

heeseung - is always happy to help.

like for example, if he knows you’re tired/had a long day. he literally does it without you saying anything. you ask him to help with the dishes? the gloves are already on. you asked him to rub your back? suddenly he's a masseur, and you know he never complains ever for you.

jay - gets you ready for events.

he gets so excited when you have a work event because he gets to dress you up!! he picks your outfit for you (if he can go, you guys will match, obvi), he helps style your hair, makes sure you're feeling well, and obviously drives you there! he’ll never admit it, but he loves dressing you up like a cute little doll (in a healthy way).

jake - does some of your assignments for you.

the second he notices you’re having trouble with the amount of assignments you have, he’s ready with a textbook in his hand. sometimes you’re so focused on the textbook you don’t even notice him typing away on your essay. even after you beg him to stop because you feel bad, he continues to type like a fucking mad man until he’s finished.

sunghoon - doing your skincare

when you come home late, he’s always in your shared bed, waiting for you to fall asleep together. but when he notices your slow movements and slumped steps, obviously he’s going to help you take off all your makeup and wash your face (even if you have to guide him).

sunoo - styling your hair for you

whenever you’re about to go out, you have to ask him to style it for you. other than the fact that he’s really good at doing all styles, he also likes playing with your hair since he finds it comforting (so it’s a win win for the both of you guys). but make sure you both don’t get too distracted and stay home!

jungwon - always cleans for you.

let's say you cooked dinner like ONCE, the second you’re done eating, he goes into waiter mode. your plates are picked up, the table is wiped, and the dishes are washed. but as much as you try to fight to help, he never gives in (but maybe, just maybe, he’ll let you thank him with some kisses).

niki - asks how he can help.

niki wants to be as helpful as possible, but he doesn’t know how. so he his solution is to just ask, and he’ll do it. even if it’s just getting you a glass of water or helping you study, he’ll do it in a heartbeat (even if he jokingly complains).

taglist @jwnghyuns @ja4hyvn @trsrina @redm4ri @badmuni @yeokii @enhastolemyheart @softpia @s00buwu @ox1-lovesick

yenqa © please do not copy, steal or translate.

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flwrseon · 3 months

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── love between pages

in which you find out that your online book friend is your co-worker you‘re crushing on.

⋯ pairing enhypen jay x f!reader genre smau, comedy, workplace romance, slight angst maybe?, fluff warnings swearing, suggestive jokes, might include spoilers for books ⋯

taglist: OPEN! send an ask to be added.

profiles one | profiles two

TO BE ADDED!

A/N: hello! I'm kinda nervous to make a smau but I had this idea and thought I'll just go for it! i don't have much to say honestly, so I hope you enjoy whatever this is :3

#l𝒐ve between pages #klixnet #k-labels #k-films #enhypen #enhypen fic #enhypen smau #enhypen x reader #enhypen fluff #enhypen jay #enhypen jay smau #jay smau #enha #enha jay #enha fic #kpop fic #kpop smau

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http-mianhae · 9 months

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enhypen’s hyung line when you rizz them up with a pickup line

link to maknae line

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niki-phoria · 17 days

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Hello! First I want to say I'm happy for your 2k, you really deserve it.

Secondly, I wanted to know if you accept orders? Well, for the last few days I've been imagining a reader (male) who is teaching Jungwon how to skateboard (male reader skateboarder). It's okay if you can't do it! It's just something that came to mind.

YOU ALWAYS WANTED TO SEE THE MOONLIGHT / AND I JUST WANTED TO SEE YOUR SMILE

pairing: jungwon x gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 354

notes: thank you so much !! i hope you like it :)) jungwon blushes a lot lol, small disclaimer that i don't actually know how to skate, title from wave to earth - light

“i’m gonna fall!” JUNGWON tightly grips your shoulders, nervously teetering back and forth on your skateboard.

“you’re not gonna fall,” you chuckle. your hands rest gingerly against his waist, just barely above his hips. jungwon can feel the warmth of your hands through the fabric of his thin t-shirt, sending shivers down his spine and butterflies dancing throughout his stomach. “i won’t let you.”

a dark blush spreads across jungwon’s cheeks, staining the tips of his ears in a wash of bright pink. glancing down at the concrete below, he experimentally places one foot back onto the ground. you reassuringly squeeze his sides, smiling at him. “i’ve got you. i promise.”

with a soft nod and one last glance at the ground below, jungwon hesitantly pushes forwards until the wheels begin to glide across the concrete on their own. his shoes scrape against the grip tape as he readjusts his footing, trying to find a balance on the board. he cringes a little at the noise and his entire body feels tense, even as he slowly rolls to a stop, but his shoulders relax when you smile brightly at him. “how do you feel?”

“good,” jungwon replies, softly smiling back at you in return. his hands find yours, wasting no time in joining your fingers together. “it’s not as bad as i thought it would be.”

“i told you, it’s always scarier to think about than it is to do it.” jungwon freezes when you reach up to gently cup his cheek with your hand. your touch sends electricity coursing through him; you hold him captive with your gaze. he watches with wide eyes when you brush your hand against his cheek before carefully tucking a stray strand of hair behind his ear. his breath hitches when you lean in, just barely brushing your lips against his cheek - an act of stolen intimacy that makes his heart beat faster and his hands sweaty.

“maybe next time i’ll teach you an ollie,” you tease.

underneath the golden light from the streetlights above, only the stars bear witness to jungwon’s bright smile. “i would like that.”

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kalinubis · 11 months

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hee looks so bbg and I wanna do something inappropriate…who am i kidding?? i wanna edge him! have him begging to cum!

heeseung looked so good this come back and i can’t help it. these thoughts are ingrained in my mind. it’s an itch in my brain that needs to be scratched!!

just look at those eyes, he’s so desperate for a simple touch, i could have him begging to be fucked the whole night until he doesn’t have any tears left. have his hands tied up with just the feeling of the vibrator being caressed on his dick making him look so fucked out.

and his eyes barely staying open because he’s holding back his moans while the sweat drips down his face and his body. while the vibrator is still going, you start alternating between kissing his soft swollen lips—that can’t help but pant and moan every second from the pleasure underneath him—and sucking his nipples which really put him over the edge as he can’t hold back whatever comes out his mouth.

all you hear is moaning and groaning and your name slurred and many curse words leave his mouth. you look up and see his tears finally coming down his face.

you could listen to this man for hours but now that the moment is finally here and in your mind you’re debating if he should be able to cum or not (to be edged or overstimulated)?

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stariikis · 13 days

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𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 | 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 009

synopsis ; based on the Chinese Drama, 'When I Fly Towards You', in which you, a going-on-high-school English genius named Huang Yuting meets the Mathematics genius of the 10th grade, Nishimura Riki, underneath the rain.

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“Yuting, Moka! What did you get into?” Sunoo lights up when he sees you and Moka leaving the classroom behind the many students filing out after homeroom. A sloppily folded piece of paper is in his hands, no doubt revealing which extra curricular he’s been accepted into. With just one glance at his bright smile, though, there’s no second guessing that he’s gotten into his desired one.

“WE BOTH GOT INTO FENCING!” Moka screams in his ear, grabbing his shoulder and jumping up and down repetitively. “I DIDN’T GET INTO BASKETBALL!”

Just then, a voice pipes up behind the three of them. Jungwon and Riki walk up, and the elder of the two pulls the lollipop out his mouth. “I don’t know you’re happy or upset about that,” he comments with honesty.

“Obviously I’m happy… this one senior wouldn’t stop catcalling me when I went for trials. You know what freaked me out even more? The coach told me that I’d be a good addition to the team. I’ve never felt more scared to be accepted into something.”

Jungwon appears not to have heard the last two sentences, his eyes wide with shock. “Who’s the senior? Does he need a beating? Absolutely disgusting?”

You cock your head at him and frown. Since when has he ever been concerned about Moka’s well-being? Even Riki, usually expressionless, turns to look at him like he’s grown a second head. And he’s his best friend – he should know him the best, right?

Gawking at him, Moka shakes her head slowly. “No. You crazy.”

Gratefully, Jungwon returns to his normal self and advances towards her upon hearing the derogatory term. “Who’s crazy, huh?” And they dissolve into an argument that doesn’t surprise anyone anymore.

“Anyway!” Sunoo says chirpily, ignoring the cat fight behind him. “Riki, I bet you got into dance, didn’t you?”

You swear Riki sneaks a glance at you and nods coolly.

“When are your sessions?” You ask, refusing to let the conversation fall into awkward silence. Luckily, Sunoo’s around, and Riki tends to be more talkative with you when his friend is nearby. Well, Sunoo’s usually nearby, but that’s besides the point. The three of you walk down the hall together.

“Monday and Friday, 3.15-5.15.”

“Mine are on Wednesday and Friday, 3-5!” You realise excitedly that one of the days clash. “I’ll come visit you on Fridays, then, after I finish.”

Though you miss the way Sunoo jerks his body away from you both and gags, you don’t miss Riki’s soft smile down towards his feet, even as he nods slowly to distract you.

Riki swipes loose hair away from his eyes, groaning as his legs give out and he collapses to the ground next to Jungwon. Vision blurry from the intensity of the dance he decided to showcase, he glances upwards at where his seniors are standing. There’s a flicker of pride in his heart when he realises that they’re all in awe, jaws dropped and frozen in shock.

“That was amazing, how did you go on like that for five whole minutes?” The chairperson of the club comes forward, and she places her hand on his shoulder. He shrinks away from it, uncomfortable, and tries to shake away the dizziness.

At that moment, the door swings open and Riki manages to make out Yuting and Moka entering. It’s 5.10, the clock reads, and they’re here to visit him and Jungwon just before the session ends.

“Riki! Why do you look like you just died?” Yuting gasps dramatically. The chairperson of the club takes a step back, a faintly disgusted expression taking over her features. An off feeling about her settling in Riki’s stomach, he looks up at Yuting.

“You try this dance routine for five minutes straight,” he teases her quietly, and gets up to his feet to show her the rehearsal video on his phone. Since the session is ending, the other students disperse and get ready to leave, but the chairperson remains and taps her foot against the ground impatiently.

“Who are you?” she asks in a near snap.

Yuting doesn’t even bother to look at her before responding sharply, “somebody relevant to Riki… what about you?” which sends her off in a storm. How childish, Riki thinks to himself and laughs. But it’s not at all different from what he experiences with Jungwon and Moka. He’s seen the most of petty fights thinking back to them.

“What’s got you in such a temper?” he hums, laughing your way. He’s glad she’s here. Leading her over to the side of the studio, he lets Jungwon and Moka fall into their usual banter. Flushing and following him eagerly, Yuting explains that she, too, has an off feeling about his senior. She then points at their reflection in the mirror, seeming to want to get off the topic.

“You wanna learn it?”

Riki gestures towards his phone, the video still playing. “I can teach you.”

And so they spend the next hour continuously collapsing into giggles when Yuting can’t execute a step without falling to her knees, and Riki has to repeat the same move a million times for her to finally get it. But an odd feeling overcomes him in a moment where he’s behind her, guiding her every movement. He enjoys the feeling though, fluttery and nervous, causing his hands to shake when he moves her arms to precision.

Amidst all the laughter and gentle teaching, Riki comes to a conclusion when Yuting turns around and smiles his way. Suddenly he wants to burst into an animated story of what happened that day. Perhaps he’s only talkative with her around.

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seokgyuu · 3 months

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To do: find a boyfriend; chapter nine: sweetheart

a/n: hi guys!! just letting you know that starting from now on... it's gonna get a little spicy... not this chapter, but next one. like actual smutty content. so if that doesn't float your boat, you can either skip over it or just stop reading, that's fine! i did mention it in the masterlist: possible smut & mdni! so, the possible smut has become actuality, lmao. it's just a bit, but i still wanted to let you know that next chapter will have a segment that's definitely not just suggestive!! ok, now have fun reading and don't forget to reblog, comment and tell me your thoughts!!

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being single for three and a half years all of your friends are tired of your constant whining. while your girlfriends want you to just get laid, your boy-friends, on the other hand, just think you should pick one of them to date. ignoring them all, you instead decide to try out a dating app to find your match.

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gyusrock · 1 year

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enhypen smau recs! 🍙

heeseung

jay

jake

sunghoon

sunoo

jungwon

ni-ki

note : i will be continuously updating all the recs ! this is really just one big masterlist of all the series i want to read and have read for my own convience, but i’m glad to share it all with you too! good fiction should be shared :)

i’m literally always on my phone in school and at home so you can probably expect fast updates and what not :) feel free to send me recs in my asks! also, guess who my bias is from this list lol...

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lovialy · 8 months

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tolerate it - lee heeseung

"while you were out building other worlds, where was i?"

summary: reader loves heeseung too much to let him go. inspired by 'tolerate it' by taylor swift pairing: heeseung x reader genre: angst but if you look reeeal close theres some fluff :( warnings: sad taylor swift hours, falling out of love wc: 660 a/n: i just really wanted to write smth evermore inspired like, sooooo badly!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You knew that your relationship was becoming a taut thread being pulled to its limits, where eventually, it was bound to reach the point in which it would give its final breath, snap, then fall forgotten to the floor. Perhaps that was why it was so alluring. Why every moment was precious and each fleeting touch contained more emotion than the last. The thrill of the chase led to the possibility of losing everything, led to the rushes of adrenaline in the late drives around the city exchanging whispers and hushed secrets. His gaze then was often enough to make you fold ten times over, his sweet doe eyes in the night were telling of how much he had once cared.

You knew that falling apart like this was never in his intentions and that it was certainly not his fault. You signed an invisible waiver when you agreed to call him yours, knowing fully well what came with the contract. You understood the risks of being with someone like Heeseung, your sympathetic nature being one of the reasons he fell in love in the first place. But his life was so unlike to yours and your striking differences would take their toll in due time. You just never expected it to happen so suddenly.

You think you’re going crazy for noticing every little detail about his actions. The way his hand doesn’t makes contact with your waist as he reaches above the counter to retrieve the object out of your reach. The way the number of times he pulls out the chair for you to sit at the table dwindles slowly. The way his eyes don’t meet yours and his lips don’t offer a kind smile when you watch him turn the pages of his book. You’re desperate for someone to shake you and tell you that you’re just overanalysing, but you conclude he’s stressed with his schedules and so you retreat to the sidelines.

His words, lately minimal and rare, bite like the sharp fangs of a snake and induce a venom called doubt. It takes all your strength to pass these remarks off as stray outbursts of pent up stress, turning a blind eye to the passive tones laced within his once soothing voice. A long, long time ago was it a voice that lulled you to sleep like the waves lapping on the beach of your first date, yet now they more reminded you of metre high waves that engulf you in nightmares which you can never shake off.

His trips to your apartment grow fewer and calls don’t even seem to meet his phone. You’re left missing the days where you fall asleep on the couch waiting for him to come home and the ventures to convenience stores whilst the rest of the city is asleep. Half of the time you find yourself waiting at the front door of his dorms only to find out from his friends that he’s not even home.

Lately you smile more, sit up straighter, and listen to his words as if he was a religion, and you were the last worshipper. You don’t know why you still bother putting in this much effort into caring for Heeseung. You think it’s because you’d love him no matter what he did to you, and yet still you’re painfully aware that everything is going to shit. He wordlessly accepts your grandeur gestures like you’re just a stranger to him. This is what hurts you the most: his lack of effort to sever you cleanly from his life. Instead, the colours of your world dim as Heeseung plunges the knife into your heart, refusing to let go of the handle.

Perhaps one day something inside you will shift and you will be able to run away, leaving nothing but ruination in the path behind you. But tonight, you sit silently on the corner of the bed, watching as Heeseung brushes right past you.

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a/n again: AHH first fic on here and it was just to get all my thoughts out bc i was dying to write to write to this song. some lines impretty proud of but i felt like i could have captured the song sm better ):<

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boyfhee · 1 year

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THE WORLD STAGE · yang jungwon

w : food mentions, implications of death

note : for my dear vie slash @koishua, a desensitized and inconsolable jungwon in return for a heeseung on the verge of insanity ( once again, i am loving these names ) i hope you like this even though this is nowhere near how you portray such subjects in your works.

“will we be able to hang out like this after your debut?” your voice was quick to reach his ears, traversing through the bits of summer as it had drifted lightly in the wind. golden highlights rest on your cheekbones, grape-fruit coloured sky embracing the city in its arms. your eyes had closed in satisfaction as the honey-vanilla flavoured ice cream melted against your tongue.

“i’m not sure,” he had taken a bite off his popsicle, much to your amusement, before wiping a speck of your dessert from the corner of your mouth. “i can make time for you, as always,”

and he remembers those moments quite well. jungwon remembers the way you looked away in silence, the way your hair flowed in soft waves as laughs emanated from your flustered grimace and spun in summer air. he remembers the way you fished out small bits of walnuts from the ice cream, the way melody his heart sung when his eyes met yours again, he remembers the chaste kisses that tasted of vanilla, the flavour still settles on his mouth like a sudden change in the weather. jungwon remembers the way you had taken his hands and promised to be at every concert, every fan-sign, every public event and, beyond, no matter where you were in the world. he remembers the fluttering promises that have now become strings of broken words, resting in his palms.

it’s a stage and jungwon had pictured every moment of his life with you, a premeditated plot, a story that was bound to have a happy ending. with dreams in mind and a desire to reach the stars, you both walked the path together. the future was uncertain, but his hand was in yours, and his early teen years were spent in discovering new places and creating memories on spontaneous trips to nearby cities after school. when jungwon became a trainee, there was an image in his mind— him on the stage, your hands in his, the world stage. he imagines himself telling the world about you, his best friend, his lover, his beginning, middle, end and everything in between; and he wants to tell that a million hearts beat for him but his’ only ever beats for yours’, it’s a synchrony of melody and melancholy. he wants the universe to know about you because his love is louder than the sound of silence and secrecy. it’s overflowing and spilling all around, and he’s waiting for you to pick it up.

“when you get famous, tell everyone that i was your biggest fan,” you had requested from the top of the climbing frame, winding rustling through your air as he watched you from down below, eyes squinted against the soft caresses of the setting sun. “don’t let anyone take my spot,”

he remembers the way you had started referring to yourself in past tense, finding it rather amusing, unlike him, as if you had existed before time. while every step he took felt like a knife to his heart, you smiled widely, running through fields with arms wide open. you would enjoy the silvers of steam rising from your warm cups of coffee, jungwon would instead notice the way you had grown weaker. he remembers the little flowers of fears that gently broke from the buds and began to bloom the night his hand reached out to you, only to be met with cold sheets on the other side of the bed. he remembers the way your hands would cup his tear stained cheeks, a smile dancing on your lips, warmth oozing through your fingertips— a touch he wishes he could forget.

jungwon sits in the balcony amidst the biting gusts of cold winds that arrive with changing seasons. he doesn’t know what to do with all this love now that you aren’t around.

he swears, he feels your presence around in the kitchen of his dorm, behind the curtains in the living room, in the mirrors of the dance practice room on days he rests against the cold wooden tiles, succumbing to the thoughts of you. it’s okay, he feels you whisper in his ears, the words that water the flowers, and he drifts into sleep until someone wakes him up. it’s okay, was all you said every time he didn’t do well on tests, every time he failed to show up on dates due to schedules, every time he cried to you about his fears and every time he saw you walk away in his nightmares. jungwon would love you until your face is fogged by a distant memory, but you had made up your mind, and you were so ready to go.

yang jungwon stands on the world stage now, with a broken promise holding his heart together, hands full of dreams he has finally achieved and yet feeling so empty. yang jungwon is going to be in love with you, in silence and secrecy, for a lifetime and more.

it’s not going to be okay for a very long time.

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nvertheless · 1 year

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giddy — park sunghoon smau

sypnosis — park sunghoon turned into someone who is what people like to call a hopeless romantic (or simp..), and with that, he unexpectedly gets “heartbroken” by someone who he wasn’t even dating. but he ends up getting set up with someone who he never expected to be with.

genre — strangers to lovers

ft — enhypen’s jay & jake, le sserafim’s yunjin, ive’s gaeul, aespa’s ningning & justb’s dy

contains — fluff, angst, sunghoon’s hopelessly in love era, swearing

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quick authors note — hi.. hello.. so i’ve been gone for awhile 😨 and it’s because i’ve just been really busy w school and i’ve just had lots of stuff go on in my personal life where i just haven’t touched this app in forever which i apologize for, but in return i’ve decided to start making this short smau as an apology gift!! this is also kinda based on how me and my bf met so i hope you all enjoy!! much love, shy 🤍

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yenqa · 1 year

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how you would spend a snow day with enhypen!

pairing : enha x reader :)

warnings : kissing, mentions of being sick, destroying things, mentions of eating/food

wc : 0.7k again 😭😭

a/n : another one bc my last one did well :)

heeseung - as soon as he sees the snow he fr RUNS out there with you ofc. but he’s so excited and then you’re like “babe we have to put on warmer clothes we’re going to get sick!” and as much as he does want to be sick so he could be pampered by you, he decides a snow day is much more fun. together you build a snowman and he pushes you down a hill with a sled :)). and you like insists on pushing him down but he’s like no bc he doesn’t want you to do the work for him :( and when you get inside he makes ramen and hot chocolate 😭😭 </3

jay - he wakes you up bc he’s made soup and hot chocolate to contrast the cold day :( and when you’re about to go outside to play in the snow he literally puts every single jacket on you known to mankind 😭😭 and you’re like “jay that’s too many jackets! i’m sweating right now!! 😠😠” and he’s like “hun i can’t have you being sick :(“ but in the end, he makes you wear three layers plus snow pants and a hat that covers your ears :). together you make snow angels and (try to) build a snowman ☹️

jake - actually drags you out of bed to play in the snow. and like jake i feel like is the kind of guy to make tiktoks of you two dancing in the snow if your relationship was out he would post it on the enhypen acc but if it wasn’t he probably has a private account he would post it on. but you guys literally spend like an hour making that video because one of you two keeps messing up. then when you get back inside you watch corny christmas movies together and cuddle :)

sunghoon - he’ll take you to a frozen lake and he’s so happy bc he bought skates for the both of you and he like teaches you how to skate properly :((. hes like “y/n-ah you’re so bad at this” and you’re like “i know 😒😒”. and eventually you give up so you both make snow angels and he turns it into competition obvi “y/n my snow angel is way better then yours!” “no sunghoon yours has your boot prints in the legs mine don’t so mine is better 😒😒” and you keep arguing and you know he’ll never give up so you give up and gives you his lil gummy smile ☹️☹️ guys im crying

sunoo - he would get a driver to drive you guys to the city so you can see all like the tree’s with the lights and snow on them 😣😣 and he like writes on the sidewalk “y/n <3 sunoo!” but he know’s it won’t be there for long so he takes a picture of it :((. when you’re admiring the scene he secretly takes a photo of you bc you’re so cute and he wants to remember this moment forever :(. and he asks a random person walking on the street to take a photo of you two and you both make it your wallpapers 😖😖

jungwon - would make hot chocolate for you guys and add like whipped cream and peppermint bits to make it all fancy and things :(( and once you finish it you has to make sure you’re warm by putting you in his jackets 😏😏 and when you’re outside you have a little walk stopping sometimes to throw snowballs at eachother :(. then when you get back inside you two would make gingerbread houses and eat them (maybe idk i find them gross)

niki - he literally doesn’t care about getting sick so he puts on a jacket but you its different he puts you in his warmest jacket! and a sweater underneath obvi. and the whole time you’re throwing snowballs at eachother and running away from eachother and you make a life sized snowman which takes sooo long and when you make the head he has to put it on and he teases you for it obvi “y/n aish you’re so short, here i’ll put it on for you like the best boyfriend i am.” and you’re like whatever 😒 and when you add all the decorations to the snowman he gets a tripod and takes a picture of you two :( then he try’s to knock down the snowman by running into it which fails terribly.

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minhosimthings · 5 months

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Hold Me Without Hurting Me

Chapter 10: Gladiolus and Gemstone memoirs

A/N: In which an old friend fills your life with flowers again, along a bumpy sided road.

Pairings: Ceo!Jay × Ceo!fem!reader, includes rest of Enhypen and certain other groups

Warnings: angst-fluff, hurt/comfort, friends to enemies to fake dating to enemies to lovers, Mentions of food and alcohol, swearing, jay comfort, nothing much but it's a bumpy story.

Story prompt: If I had a flower for every time I fell in love with you, I would walk in my garden forever. (This story is based on the language of flowers.)

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"So where to today?" You slammed the car door close and adjusted in the familiar seat. "The flower markets. They're a big part of this city and it would be a pity if I didn't show my girlfriend who came all the way from Seoul, why Seattle is called The Flower Garden of America." "Fake girlfriend." You corrected him, a cheeky smile peeking up on your mouth. "Sure sweetheart." Jay shot back a quip, making your heart skip yet another beat. It sure had been skipping too many beats today since you laid your eyes on him.

"So how is Mr Choi by the way after the whole 'slamming him into his own chair' incident?" You quizzed Jay who rolled his eyes at you and pulled out his phone. Scrolling to the end of it, he shoved it into your hands and continued looking out the window, silently grumbling as if he was a sage who had been interrupted midway his meditation.

"He did what?" You basically screamed at Jay, looking at him with widened eyes. Jay recoiled from the sound and pressed his fingers to his ears dramatically. "He fucking forgave you? That easily?" You squealed like an excited child at Jay, bouncing up and down on the seat. "Keep screaming like that and I'll stuff your face with manure." Jay glared at you. "Oh really?" You raised an eyebrow, "Really Mr Dung?" You laughed hysterically. "Yah that was twelve years ago!" Jay looked at you, flabbergasted, "One time Y/Nnie. One time!" He raised a finger to increase the effect. "Y/Nnie?" You questioned, "What happened to addressing each other by our actual names?" "Caught in the moment darling." Jay adjusted his watch again. God he was attractive when he did that. "Oh we're here."

Jay stepped out the car door first before you could and swiftly moved across to open yours. Something felt like it burst in your heart, seeing Jay open the door for you, just like he always used to do.

"Ta da." Jay said, underwhelming tone beseeching his voice. Your world seemed to have stopped for a moment as you layed your eyes on the sights in front of you. Your mother had always said that flowers were how God decorated Earth. You never believed that theory but you were coming to the realisation now that she was right.

Flowers.

Hundreds of thousands of flowers decorating every nook and cranny of the earth in front you. It was a beautiful panorama of colours and textures and happy faces, heads decorated with straw hats, women dressed in pretty dresses which reached their knee, while the men preferred blue overalls. The prettiest sight ever, in your opinion. The air around you gave a pleasant scent, probably of the tons of sage leaves burning here and there.

"Like it, my yarrow?" Jay looked at you with uncertainty. Your face must have been one of eager awe, but you were far too engrossed in staring at all the flowers like a child scanning a candy store.

"It's so beautiful." You breathed out finally, feeling a lump form in your throat, not caring whether it was of sadness or just of pure wonder. "I knew you'd like it." Jay chuckled, wrapping an arm around your waist. He didn't say it out loud, but he felt comfort, when you didn't flinch at his touch like you usually did. Progress, he thought.

"Anyway we're not here to buy flowers, we're here to plant them." "Say sike right now." You looked at Jay with an excited expression clouding your face. Adorable, Jay thought, the same adorable flower girl he knew. "Calm down Persephone." Jay chuckled, "Oh look there's our teacher." He raised his hand and waved frantically at someone in the corner. You saw a hand wave back, and a figure rushing towards you.

A woman, a pretty one at that.

Her skin was one of chestnut trees and leaves in autumn. With hair that shone so brightly in the afternoon sun, she looked like a Greek goddess.

"Mr Park!" She said jovialy, her deep voice surprising you. Jay shook her hand and pressed a small peck to her cheek, making your stomach turn. "It's so nice to finally have you and your girlfriend here!" She clapped her hands together excitedly, "Well don't just stand there come on the plants aren't gonna plant themselves!" With that she turned on her heel and marched into the market.

"Shall we go darling?" Jay said in a honey sweet voice, "Y-yeah" you stuttered out, still intoxicated by his cologne. It smelled like pine wood and honeycomb on a pleasant evening sky.

The market place was more prettier inside than out. Lines of flower shops selling one particular flower were all busy with women bargaining loudly and sniffing all the flowers to check if they were fresh or not. One thing that surprised you was the fact that everyone here seemed to know Jay, as they waved their hands happily with 'Good morning Mr Park!" coming out of everyone's tongue like a memorised script.

"Are you famous here or something?" You questioned Jay as an old woman selling pink camellias blew a sprightly kiss to him. "Well yeah I am the person who started this place." Jay casually responded, not taking his eyes off of all the flowers, as if he was inspecting them, "I think it's fair for everyone to know who gave them this heaven." "You started this?" A whisper rang out of your mouth, as you looked at him in disbelief. It felt like a sweet lie, for him to start this place.

"Hurry up Mr Park we don't want to keep the flowers waiting now!" The woman called out to the both of you. You had crossed most of the market place and had now reached what seemed like miniature greenhouses, not bigger than a one story house, coloured in hues of blue with bright flowers peeking out here and there.

Planting flowers, you thought, easy enough, for the daughter of a gardening expert.

"Now would both of you want to work in the same greenhouse then?" The woman questioned, snapping her bright eyes to you, which you were taken aback by. You glanced at Jay, who seemed to have done the same thing and turned back to the woman. "Yes we would." You replied shooting her a wide smile, "Perhaps Gladiolus? I noticed there were bags of those flowers lined up outside one of the greenhouses." The woman laughed heartily and led you over to the greenhouse where you had seen the bags. "You certainly have a good eye Mrs Park." She said, making your stomach leap into butterflies at 'Mrs Park'. She didn't seem to know your last name, so she resorted to calling you Jay's. "You know Gladiolus has a very special meaning behind it." The woman started, carefully lifting the bags and carrying it into the greenhouse. "It means victory right?" You followed her eagerly like a child, Jay trailing behind you. "Ah I see you know your flowers." The woman chuckled, "It's known as the flower of the ancient Gladiators. It is mostly rewarded for integrity and strength and as you said, victory."

"I think we can take it from here Sally thanks." Jay bowed to the woman. Sally, so that's her name, you thought. Sally bowed back to Jay and quickly scampered out of the greenhouse, leaving you and Jay alone.

"Should we get a start then?" Jay stepped forward to you, as you knelt down to check the soil. The soil was softer than it looked, with a lingering grainy texture. "This is really good soil." You commented, keeping your hand on the ground to stand up. What you hadn't expected was to accidentally bump into Jay's chest and have his arm wrap very tightly around your waist.

Oh crap, this can't get any worse, you thought.

It seemed like eternity in those few seconds that your eyes bored into Jay's. His arm still rested on your waist, preventing you from falling to the ground. Romantic right?

"Oh sorry." You apologised, feeling your ears turn warm. Jay cleared his throat awkwardly and pointed his head towards your right. "I was gonna get those gloves behind you." He mumbled sheepishly, looking at the ground, "sorry."

You had always been a fan of k dramas, especially the romantic ones, where the lead female character would accidentally bump into the male character and then they would frantically apologise, when their faces would be an inch close to each other and their stomachs would erupt into butterflies. It never really seemed plausible to you, until now, as you watched Jay get the black gloves and hand a pair to you, carefully taking off his watch and putting it in his pocket. If your guardian angel was watching you right now, she would have definetly told you that you were still stuck in your stupid teenage love sick phase.

"Alright wanna do this then?" Jay clapped his gloved hands together and kneeled down, carefully reaching to take a gladiolus out of the bag. "Jay wait no!" You cried, kneeling down quickly, making Jay stop and look at you with widened eyes. "What now?" "The roots idiot." You slapped his head gently and reached to get a watercan. You slowly poured the water into the mud surrounding the gladiolus and then poked holes in it.

"Gladiolus is a special type of flower, remember?" You lifted the flower into your hands and patted it down to the soft earth below you, "Always needs water before it gets food."

Jay was speechless. As he looked on at you gently tapping the earth and adjusting the pretty gladiolus flower into the soil, your hair falling onto your face, and your necklace dangling like a wild flower from your neck, he was completely without words. You looked exactly like the flower obsessed girl he knew fifteen years ago.

"Hey your dress is gonna get spoilt." Jay softly mumbled, as his eyes fell upon what colour of dress you were currently wearing. White, a stupid choice, he thought, a stupid choice for someone who already looked like an angel. "It's alright." You gently hummed, "It washes off easily."

"Well if it washes off easily then-" Jay smirked at you, and picked up a handful of mud in his hand, "Can I do this!" He flung the mud at your dress and flung back, holding his stomach as he laughed raucously. You looked down at your, now brown dress and glared at him, scooping up a handful of mad and throwing it at his white pants.

"YAH MY PANTS!" Jay screamed, frantically rubbing the mud off. "You ruined my dress!" You screamed back, picking up another cake of mud and throwing it at him. "It doesn't wash off Y/N!" Jay cried in between fits of joyous laughter as both of you had a mini war of throwing mud at each other.

By the end of the war, in which many white clothes were lost, you two slumped back against the greenhouse wall, panting and giggling from all the childish actions.

"Sally's gonna be real mad that we didn't do anything productive and just played around like children." "Oh so what? We had fun didn't we?" Jay giggled, getting up slowly and extending a hand to you, which you took gratefully and hoisted yourself up.

"Wanna explore the market a bit? Buy some flowers?" Jay offered, depositing his gloves before putting his watch back on. "Sure." You nodded, keeping your own gloves aside, "I wonder what Jungwon and Kayla are doing."

"Oh they're having ice cream together and exploring Seattle." Jay quipped to which you looked at him bewildered as to how he knew what your assistants were doing. "What? Kayla's a nervous wreck she keeps texting me frantically about how handsome your assistant is."

A giggle erupted out of your mouth at Jay's statement to which he chuckled in respond. It made your heart a bit sad, to hear two people doing all the things you used to do with a certain someone. Young love again isn't it?

"Do you want to go off and explore on your own?" Jay questioned, "I gotta go check the money buisness with Sally." You hummed in response to Jay's offer and smiled him goodbye as he went off in the other direction.

The honeycomb scent of the air seemed beautiful as you took a deep breath. It was almost evening now and as you had expected, tiny dragonflies flew in and out of the pretty painting of the atmosphere.

"Ah you're Mr Park's girlfriend aren't you?" An old lady approached you. She reminded you of your mother, hair tied tightly in a bun, an apron stained with dirt probably from experimenting with flowers, and fingers are marked with scars from thorns. "How did you know?" You asked to which the old lady laughed. "Ah our Jay talks about you all the time you know? He showed me your picture once!" The lady laughed again, "you're more prettier in real life I must say!"

You smiled widely at her compliment and bowed, thanking her. She had a piece of gardenia in her hair, which brought her face to life. "You are really pretty as well Ma'am." You said, to which she pressed her hand to her heart. "You're such a sweetheart aren't you? I can see why Jay fell for you." She winked at you.

You spotted Jay coming in behind her and waved to him. "Ah Jay!" The old grandma tottered over to him. Jay extended his arms widely and pulled her into a big hug. "How are you grandma?" Jay said, as the old woman kissed his cheek. "Ah I'm doing as I always do." She waved her hand, "you should have told me you were going to bring your girlfriend here! I would have whipped up something!" Jay laughed at the old lady's words, which melted your heart into pieces. His laughs sounded like the same melody you had relished for seventeen years.

"How did the money talk go then?" You questioned Jay as you gently stroked the flowers in your hands. "They're doing good as always." Jay hummed, not looking up at you, fiddling with his fingers. "Interesting choice for a bouquet Jay." You glanced at him, seeing that he had finally looked up at you. "What's wrong with them?" He quizzed, raising an eyebrow. "Oh come one now don't pretend." You rolled your eyes, "Blue salvia, sorrel and dwarf sunflowers." You counted the flowers in the bouquet, "Everything here screams adoration." You leaned closer to him, "Are you trying to tell your ex best friend that you love her?" Jay gasped dramatically to your words and crossed his arms, "as if I could ever love your dumbass." "Yah park Jongsoeng." You slapped his arm, "Don't forget who got you your first date in eight grade."

Jay smiled gently at you and turned his body towards yours, the mere five inches of bouquet separating both of you. "Well your highness who I am ever so grateful for, for getting me a date when I was thirteen mind you-" Jay said sarcastically, "- We have a party to attend tomorrow, so our deal might be ending sooner than we thought."

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