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stealanity · 2 months

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“ MY HEART WILL LOVE YOU. ” ft. lee heeseung

genre & warnings : brother's best friend ! heeseung, angst, cheating, crying, but i swear it ends fluffy asf + one die joke

summary : when your night turns into a nightmare, the one and only person capable of comforting you is him.

word count : 2,637

« can you please come get me? » you asked, in a voice so shaky that your interlocutor on the other side of the phone struggled to understand your words. heeseung straightened up on his bed, rubbing his eyes like a child before taking the phone away from his ear, checking the time displayed on the screen. frowning as he realized it was past two in the morning, he kicked his blanket away from his legs, finding himself on his feet the next second. « where are you? » his husky voice made you feel even more guilty for disturbing him at such a late hour, new tears forming at the edge of your tired eyes, « in front of his house. »

hesseung sighed, you could hear his exasperation through the phone. « i'll be there in fifteen minutes. » he concluded simply, putting an end to the call before getting ready to come and pick you up. gently pulling your phone away from your ear, you stared at it, his contact photo disappearing to make way for a completely black screen. the wind outside was cold, nibbling at your skin — your cheeks were probably even damaged than they already were. without being able to hold back any longer, many painful tears escaped your eyes to roll down your face.

you weren't sure whether contacting heeseung was a good idea : but he was, without a doubt, the only person who can console you. you can't count the number of times he's seen you cry, whether it's because of classes, work, your family or your boyfriends, heeseung dried more tears than your mother ever did. for all that, he was nothing more than your brother's best friend — but there was something about him that made him so comforting, so warm. he was like a shining sun at the end of a dark tunnel, or like an untied rope ready to bind you out of the deepest well. so yes, maybe calling him instead of any of your other friends was a bad idea, but at least you knew he'd take care of you.

when heeseung's car pulled up in front of you, the poor boy didn't expect to find you in such a state. curled up, your hair and face wet, your make-up smeared on your cheeks, your body shivering with cold.. it was perhaps the worst state he had ever seen you in. stepping down from the driver's side, rounding the car and landing in front of you, he didn't have time to offer you a hand before you stood up on your two legs, your watery eyes locked in his. « look at you.. » he began, his hand hesitantly brushing your bare arms, « you tremble like a leaf. » he didn't hesitate a second longer before grabbing the brim of the sweatshirt he was wearing, removing it with ease before deftly slipping it on you, without you being able to say anything.

pulling the hood up over your head, heeseung frowned as he bent down to your height. « why is your hair all wet? » his cold fingers brushed your cheekbone, trapping a lock of your wet hair behind your ear, which made you look up at him, « and don't you dare lie to me. »

again fleeing his gaze, you tucked one of your hands into the pocket of his warm sweatshirt, pushing him lightly to the side to be able to open the car door. « i'll tell you at home. » — your voice was so fragile, it shook his heart, but he said nothing more, nodding his head before stepping around the car to the steering wheel.

the driving home passed in dead silence, despite the many glances he gave you — which you brilliantly ignored. with your face turned completely towards the window, you furiously tried to wipe away the tears that continued to roll down your battered cheeks. heeseung wasn't fooled : he knew you were crying, but he wasn't the type to comment. especially when it came to you. as far back as he could remember, he'd always been the one requisitioned to chase this droplets of salt water from your cheeks. your brother too bored and your parents too absent, unable to do it themselves. but it had never bothered him, not even once. he'd always taken a liking to you — it was inexplicable. he always had a soft spot for you, and that was probably why he could never say no to you. you could call him three times a night, at different hours, and he'd still be ready to drop all his plans for you. everyone knew, except you. what a shame.

arriving in front of his house, he got out of the car after turning off the ignition, reaching into the pocket of his jogging to find the key to his front door. followed closely by you, heeseung suddenly felt your body cling to his, your face camouflaged against his back, and a light smile appeared on his lips. innocently, your hands clung to his shirt, the cold of your fingers passing through the fabric to reach his skin, provoking a shiver down his spine. heeseung hurriedly opened the door, pulling you inside with him, hoping that the warmth of his apartment would warm your chilled body.

remaining motionless in the doorway, his hands settling over yours in a comforting gesture, patiently waiting for you to detach yourself from him. not that you bothered him, on the contrary — but he wanted to find something to take care of you properly. « let's go and remove your make-up, mh? » he softly whispered, leaning his face slightly towards you, trying to catch a glimpse of your eyes, even though they were camouflaged in his shirt, « don't you think your face has suffered enough as it is? »

nodding, you decided to let him go, throwing off your shoes as he did so. then, with hushed steps, even though no one else was present, you followed him like a lost puppy to his bathroom, where he practically ordered you to sit still by the sink. without the strength to do anything else, you carried out his orders, playing nervously with your fingers as you gazed sadly into the void. heeseung soaked a cotton pad in make-up remover to wipe away the mascara that had run down your cheeks, his free hand gently raises your face to keep your eyes focused on his face.

as he began to rub your cheek gently so as not to hurt you, his gaze met yours for a brief second. « are you going to tell me what happened now? » he asked, his voice echoing off the walls before you could let out a sigh, « at least tell me why your hair was soaked. »

your eyes juggled from one to the other of his, pursing your lips nervously as you felt tears welling up in your eyes once again. « his girlfriend came home. » you simply said, which caused heeseung to stop all movement, his eyebrows furrowing more than ever. « but.. you're his girlfriend? » he replied, tilting his head to one side in the hope that he'd misunderstood what you'd just said. but no, he had indeed heard the right words : judging by the way new tears appeared on your cheeks the next second. « that's what i thought too. » you struggled to say, your voice cracking in mid-sentence, and heeseung swore he could hear your heart breaking in your chest.

you felt so bad — you felt betrayed and soiled, this evening had been a real fiasco. what had begun as a perfect date had ended in a nightmare : while you and your supposed boyfriend ( well, now ex-boyfriend ) were sitting on the couch watching a movie, the front door had opened to let in a young pretty girl, obviously just as surprised as you to see you clinging to her boyfriend. your first instinct was to distance yourself from him, which wasn't your best decision because, unfortunately, it led this girl to believe that you were her boyfriend's mistress. in anger, she grabbed the glass of water from the coffee table, threw it in your face and chased you out of which, was obviously, her house.

« i feel so dumb heeseung.. » you whispered, burying your face in your hands as you felt more tears fall from your eyes. the boy didn't wait any longer before pulling you against him, wrapping his warm and comforting arms around your body and making you want to burst into tears even more. he was your crying button, because you weren't afraid to show him your emotions. you knew that no judgment would come out of his mouth, that no wrong words would be spoken — because he was like that, an escape. « now, i understand why you didn't want to tell me in front of his house, » he sighed, rubbing your back up and down, « you knew i would have gone to see him. »

reluctantly pulling your body away from his, hooking your hands on his bare arms, just above his elbows, you draw him away from you to give him the opportunity to observe your face attentively, his soft gaze scanning your flushed cheeks. sniffing discreetly, you shook your head negatively and spoke again, « he wasn't worth it anyway. »

heeseung nodded positively, swallowing all the swearings that rambled on his tongue about your ex-boyfriend — he could have given him a free nose job if he'd known what he'd done earlier. but, putting aside his feelings for you, he'd never been able to stand that boy's interest in you. from the start, he had been behaving strangely : he was far too hasty, slightly possessive for someone who'd only just met you, and far too helpful to be reliable. heeseung was angry that he hadn't been able to protect you more from him, despite the bad feeling he'd had towards him. « don't feel guilty, » your sweet, honeyed voice, even in a whisper, drew him out of his thoughts, drawing his attention to the smile mingling with a few tears on your gorgeous face, « i'm glad you came. »

heeseung was sure you saw his face blush softly — a red tinge painting the top of his cheeks. but he didn't care. because he thought, sooner or later, you'll understand that you don't need to find love at every corner, because it's right there in front of you. he's the one who'll know how to take care of you properly — because he's always known how to do it, perfectly, tenderly. and he was sure that deep down, you knew it too.

your hand left his arm and rested tenderly on his flushed cheek, caressing his skin with the tip of your thumb. « thank you for always being my source of happiness, » you whispered, trying not to laugh as his face redoubled in color, « you're the only comfort i ever need. »

if you didn't look so sad, heeseung wouldn't have hesitated for a second to kiss you. you didn't realize how fast his heart was beating right now — you always knew how to make him fall madly in love with your words. he struggled so hard not to let his pupils divert to your lips, but the desire to catch a glimpse of your rosy lips stretched into a stomach-crushing smile was too strong. he allowed himself, for a microsecond, to look down the curves of your nose, to observe your heart shaped mouth, who seemed far too lonely for his liking.

but heeseung was an upright man : so he simply cleared his throat, looking away to rummage in his cupboard and pull out a jar of moisturizer, to soothe your skin irritated by cold and tears. dipping his finger in the whitish cream, he delicately applied it to your cheeks, chin, forehead and the tip of your nose, your fingertips shivering from the cold material. and you let him, admiring his concentrated face — so peaceful, so perfect. the contours of his face probably sculpted by the gods. the bridge of his slightly upturned nose, the shape of his beautiful, mischievous brown eyes. but above all : the exquisite shape of his shining mouth, his perfectly rosy heart-shaped lips.

you've lost count of the number of times you've squinted at heeseung's lips : the first time was in your middle school years, when you were just discovering what it was like to kiss someone. he'd walked into your living room, a dreadful cap on his head, and even though he looked like an idiot in his three-times-tall clothes, which were supposed to make him look cool, the jaw-dropping smile on his lips had not failed to make you dream about kissing him every night. but rather die than admit it.

for all these years, what has held you both back from trying something with each other, is the fact that he's your brother's best friend. but as you get older, you realize that maybe it wasn't so bad after all. heeseung wasn't your brother's property after all — and you were old enough to make your own decisions. so, maybe when your heart's a little more mended — still thanks to one and the same person — you'll let it love the one and only person who's always deserved it.

the soft smile on your lips caught heeseung's attention, the sadness seemed to have already disappeared from your face. as he gently tugged at your waist to get you off the sink, he decided to question you, « what's on your mind? »

shrugging your shoulders without answering, you moved closer to him, pressing your body against his. your arms encircle his waist, trying to capture all the warmth emanating from him, tiptoeing up to rest your cheek against his shoulder. without hesitation, heeseung placed his arms around you, the fingertips of his left hand caressing your hip. « you're so warm.. » you murmured, your breath evaporating against his sensitive skin, provoking an umpteenth shiver that didn't escape your attention this time.

moving slightly, you straightened up slightly, simply to hide your face in the hollow of his neck, eager for more of his warmth. only his. the situation with your ex-boyfriend now in a distant corner of your mind, you let yourself melt into his arms a little more, feeling his heart beat under the palm of your hand. it was restful, reassuring and comforting. and suddenly, under the subdued light of the bathroom, in the cocoon he formed around you with his warm arms, you felt ready to confide in him the deepest feeling that had rested inside you for far too long, the most unmentionable thing you were ready to say out loud. « i long for the day when my heart will love you. » you confessed to him, in the hollow of his ear, in an almost unreal whisper, like a secret that only he should know, like the most scandalous of gossips.

heeseung felt his heart racing in his chest, unable to calm it, even knowing that it was accelerating under your fingers delicately placed on his chest. but why did he care, after all? it didn't matter how vulnerable you made him feel after such words — because the truth was, he was looking forward to this day too, just as much as you. and he was willing to wait a long time : because the simple fact that you wanted to love him, filled his heart with happiness.

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loveofwoni · 7 months

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pairing: bf!basketballplayer!heeseung x reader, wc: 0.5k

summary: your boyfriend had been practising so hard to the point he’s injured :(

a/n: clingy soft heeseung is my weakness

“i’ve told you countless times before. you don’t have to be so hard on yourself, heeseung,”

with his government name slipping out of your tongue, he knew that you were serious about this. heeseung couldn’t help but feel a wave of guilt wash over him.

he knew how worried you got recently with the competition coming next month. heeseung had been practicing so hard. you can’t deny that, of course, you admired his hard work. after all, he’s the captain of the basketball team and with all the pressure on his back, he felt like he needed to improve himself for the sake of the team.

today you came to visit him at his practise. it was supposed to be a surprise visit but instead you found him sitting on the ground, spraying some kind of thing you believe was a muscle pain relief spray around his leg with a visible frown plastered on his face—which led to your situation now.

“how many hours have you been practising today?” you asked softly. heeseung sat on the ground beside you but you couldn’t bring your head up to face him.

heeseung smiled sheepishly. a visible exhaustion glued onto his face. he’s been practising so hard to the point that he’s losing track of time. “i don’t know.. but i’ve been here since morning,”

“you really are very stubborn…” you muttered quietly as you give him a rather strong glare. heeseung let out a sigh.

“okay okay i’m sorry! i’ll be resting now, is that what you want?” he threw both of his hands to the air between his face. he scooted closer to your side and grabbed your arm, giving you his best puppy eyes and pouty lips. “don’t get mad at me, please..”

now. how can you get mad at that. the sparks on his eyes almost lost its light with the visible dark circles under his eyes. your heart is broken. you can’t stand seeing him being so hard on himself like this anymore.

“i’m not mad at you..” you let out in a small voice, loud enough only for him to hear. “i just care for you, alright? i don’t want you to get hurt, my heart is aching seeing you in pain,” you confessed silently as you held his face in your palms, caressing softly.

heeseung could feel his tummy doing a whole backflip with the words coming from your lips. a tinted blush on his cheeks appeared along with his small smile. gosh just how lucky he is to have someone as amazing and perfect as you?

“thank you, angel. i love you,” he whispered and kissed your cheek softly. he wrapped his arms around your body, hiding his face in the crook of your neck.

“i love you more. come back here when your body have enough rest and ready to practise again,”

heeseung nodded, his face still in your neck and you smiled, feeling his pouty lips against your skin. your boyfriend can be pretty cute without his own knowing too sometimes.

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junnieverse · 8 months

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2:22 am ➳ L. HEESEUNG

➙ synopsis: after an abrupt awakening earlier in the morning due to excruciating pain, you realise you've started your period. luckily your boyfriend heeseung makes sure to get anything that'll make the pain better and you're thankful for his efforts to nurse you.

pairing: lee heeseung x afab!reader

genre: fluff, humour? (if you squint hard enough)

word count: 1.2k

warnings: light cursing, mentions of food/cravings, not proofread so there may be some typos

a/n: calling the boyfriend hotline to deliver bf!heeseung to take care of me during my periods too

Twisting and turning, you're soon abruptly woken up by a sharp pain hitting your uterus and you immediately wake up.

Rubbing the sleep off your eyes, you grab your phone checking the time and it was only 2 am.

The room completely dark, the only source of light being the moon shining through the curtains you look beside you and notice how peaceful your boyfriend was sleeping.

Heeseung's light snores filled the room as he was completely passed out exhausted from his day practicing and working on his upcoming tour with his group.

Oh what you would trade to be sleeping as peacefully as him right now.

And the simmering temptation to wack him awake...

All you could think about was how he was sleeping looking as cute as a baby deer yet you had to face the cruelties of life as a women at ungodly hours.

Shame on him for being so unthoughtful!

Snarling at your boyfriend you let out a small "tch" as you got mad at him.

To be fair, ofcourse Heeseung can't be blamed for the fact that you had to go through the menstrual cycle and all the pain and mood swings it came with.

He can't automatically just wake up knowing something was wrong but he most definitely would have to put up with you going through it every month.

Another jabbing pain hit you as you winced silently slowly getting out of bed trying your best to not wake up your boyfriend.

Tip toeing into the bathroom, you got the warm bath ready and once the tub was filled and smelled just as good, you dipped in submerging yourself as you immediately felt the tension in your muscles soften.

"Ah~ this is perfect." you say to yourself out loud.

Well it may not be as convenient at two in the morning, but it's better than staying in bed in agony... and messy.

After that more than relaxing bubble bath, you unfortunately decided to get out the water before you started to get pruney.

Taking care of your hygiene once again, you soon felt clean and fresh.

Looking through your medicine cabinet you reached for your period pain killers which usually did the trick.

You take your medication as you rub your back which soon started aching and it takes everything in you not to curse out the universe for this fate you've been dealt with.

With how similar period and pregnancy symptoms are, you tried holding back tears at the thought of having to experience all this pain for nine months straight compared to a few days every month.

Walking out the bathroom, you turn the lights off and you eyes direct to the bed which happened to be empty.

Where the heck did Heeseung go?

Sighing in defeat not bothering to ponder more on your boyfriend's whereabouts, you decided to crawl back into bed as you surfed through the channels on tv looking for a cartoon to watch.

Finally settling on Adventure Time, you grab Heeseung's pillow pulling it to you as you cuddled it.

The pain killers hadn't taken effect yet and the cramps were still bothering you.

A late night, early morning snack could satisfy your cravings but you were just too lazy and in pain to move to check in the kitchen downstairs.

Trying to close your eyes, you softly let out deep breathes hoping it would help with the pain but you were basically on the verge of tears.

WHERE THE HELL WAS HEESEUNG?!

Usually your cycle wasn't this awful, this one just hit like a truck and the pain wasn't stopping and it was just really uncomfortable for you.

The other side of the bed dipped and looking up your eyes met with your one and only boyfriend, Heeseung.

"Where were you, Hee?!" you threw the pillow you were cuddling at him which hitting arm.

"I'm sorry I left like that. I was getting you some snacks." he says sympathetically as he showed you the plastic bag which was filled with all sorts of stuff.

He placed the bag on the bed between you both before leaning down giving you a gentle forehead kiss which most definitely cheered you up a bit more.

"And I know you're on your monthly so I got you some pills, extra tampons, pads too, some chamomile tea and a heating pad." He explained showing you all the stuff.

Heeseung was always doing his best to take care of you during your cycle, but this time around he really was on top of his game, not only were you impressed but you were touched by his efforts too.

Immediately reach for the heating pad, you placed it on your stomach and you felt yourself start to relax as the relief washed over you.

He looked through the bag of snacks and handed you your favourite chocolate bar and you softly thanked him opening up the wrapper.

"Gawd I love you."

"Aww, i love you too princess." Heeseung says with a tone of endearment rubbing your arm comfortingly.

"I was talking to the chocolate babe-" you playfully retort pointing at your snack.

Heeseung's jaw dropped at the sudden confession and you nudged him letting out a small laugh.

"I'm just kidding babe, I really appreciate all of this. Even more so at the fact that you- wait how did you know I was on my period?" you look at him quizzically.

He lifts his phone up showing you the period tracker which had your dates recorded.

"This app is a life saver. Makes my life easier. As long as I feed you, you won't bite my head off." he tells you.

Going closer to you, he snuggles in as he wraps his around your shoulder and uses the other one to gently and slowly rub your belly.

"Now Hee I'm not that much of a demon during my period." you quickly defend yourself taking a sip of the warm cup of tea.

"You kicked me out the house and made me sleep at Jay's house for two days straight after I ate the last piece of cake..." he says opening the packet of sweets eating a gummy bear.

"I'll have you know that cake was one of a kind." you mumble trying not to sound petty.

"I- (y/n) you only let me come back after you realised there was another slice in the fridge?!" he remarks back in utter perplexity at you.

"Okay okay damn. So dramatic, it's just cake." you whisper as you crossed your arms feeling defeated.

Heeseung sighs pulling you closer as his body heat radiated off onto you and you felt like you could stay like that forever.

I mean, you can admit that Heeseung gave the best cuddles and he knew that too.

Periods are truly one of the worst things you felt like you had to experience but he makes them seem... less bad.

Going back to the show playing on the tv, you open up a bag of chips calmly munching on them as you enjoyed the quiet and relaxing atmosphere.

"OW!" Heeseung yelps as you slap his hand away when he tried to reaching for your snacks.

"Don't touch my chips."

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sadnightforus · 3 months

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[3:12 PM] He’s at the church, his eyes never leave you, he admires your figures and you can feel his stare burn into your skull.

Frankly, he doesn’t know why he accepted your wedding invitation, nor does he agree to go. He could’ve rejected it, saying he’s busy with his work and you would’ve understood. But he’s selfish, he’s mean and he’s greedy. And he thirsts after the thought of ‘What if’ that he knows that would never be real.

His friends know. They all know how Heeseung locked himself up in his room for days after you confessed that you lost your initial feelings for him and wanted to break up. Heeseung was persistent, he begged for you to stay and he cried tears. He feared that once you walked out, you’d take his heart out too. And he has never been the same ever since the breakup that happened 6 years ago.

Isn’t it funny? Why does he do that to himself?

You both remain friends after Heeseung claimed that he didn’t have any issue with being around you, and you would not totally trigger his lingering feelings that still bury deep in his heart, soaked in the words of regrets and longing. He’s a liar, and you always fell for that. This time, it’s really no different as he watches you at the altar, holding hands with the man who’s soon to be your husband.

In his fantasy, he’s the one who holds your hands and looks at you with loving eyes, full of admiration and pride as he finally claims you as his. The one who you’ll spend the rest of your life with, the one you proudly show off to your family and relatives with the title of your husband. But unfortunately, he’s just a guest who sits in the ghost of the past that he desperately holds onto for a much longer time than he should.

“Does anybody here have any objections?” The pastor asks, bringing his attention back to the event and that makes him realize that he has been zoned out to his thoughts while his fists clenching in pain and his eyes are holding back the tears that he knows would be unstoppable if there’s a single drop being made.

He wants to say “I do.” but you look so in love with your to-be-spouse that he’ll feel guilty for ruining that moment.

So he stays silent, eyes never leave the scene in front of him as the event drags on for longer. Each word that he hears feels like a needle that stabs the veins of his heart and he has to force himself to watch you say “I do.” to the question “Do you accept this husband as your husband?” from the pastor.

As you kiss your husband on the lips, Heeseung knows that there’s no going back from there.

He knows he’s not your man. But he selfishly wants to be.

He thinks today’s the day he has died. He knows that he can’t love anybody else like how he has loved you over these years, with or without you by his side.

And with a single tear rolling down his cheek that he hides from everybody, the church and the cross act as the witnesses on how he loses you forever.

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A/N: whew I'm trying to write short things to get back to writing.

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srjlvr · 1 year

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[ 1:32am ]

you never thought you’d get so excited when getting a text from someone. yet, with a single “you up?” message that was sent to you by that person, you found yourself outside of your house with your black sweater on, waiting for him.

“i missed you” he said as soon as he arrived and caged you in his arms, hugging you tightly. “we saw each other yesterday heeseung” you laughed.

your boyfriend broke the hug and held both of your cheeks, looking right into your eyes, “right, and whenever you’re away i miss you more” he pecked your lips and held your hand.

you went to the nearest park, having a late night walking together under the beautiful, full with stars and breathtaking sky.

“why are you awake at this hour?” you suddenly asked. “i could ask the same about you” he smirked. “i was thinking about you” you quietly said.

“what did you say? didn’t hear you” he teased and giggled. “don’t make me say that again” you rolled your eyes.

“you’re adorable,” he ruffled your hair. “i missed you too much, i couldn’t wait to see you later today, so i was just checking to see if i could see you now, i’m thankful i did it” he chuckled.

you smiled at him and pecked his cheeks, “i missed you too”

you kept walking with your heavily blushing cheeks, you and heeseung looked like walking tomatoes, but you happily accepted the fact that being in love with each other can make you look like a weirdo.

“the sky looks really beautiful, i really like the view in the nighttime as well” you took a deep breath, looking at the sky and view from the park.

heeseung shrugged “you look ten times prettier in my eyes” he smiled and kissed you.

✎ ᝰ . wrote this in like twenty mins, not the happiest with this one but it’s just a short one bc im working on a heeseung oneshot that takes me such a long time to finish TT, sorry it’s too cringy and full with clichés!! it’s just me presenting you how i want my relationship to be<//3

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heesterical · 1 year

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7:45 p.m. — L.HS.

Pairing : Heeseung x F!reader.

Genre : Fluff, timestamp, established relationship au, tagged as female reader but there's no pronoun usage.

Prompt : "Your hair is so soft."

Warnings : none?

WC : 0.3k.

Getting a haircut was something you were quite hesitant about. You wanted shorter hair, but the problem was.. you weren’t sure if you’d pull it off. No matter how many times you had envisioned it in your head, it still didn’t seem quite right.

And after getting an impulsive haircut, sick of being indecisive over something (almost) fixable, you were nervous. The haircut itself wasn't bad, you must admit. But you weren't sure if it was for you.

Looking at it now, though, you had to admit that it was an excellent job done, getting that haircut. Especially after seeing Heeseung’s reaction. Man, he had loved it.

“You look so pretty.” He says for the nth time, touching the ends of your hair with his fingers gently.

You roll your eyes.

“You seem to have fallen in love with me all over again,” you giggle from your place on the couch with your head in his lap, not expecting the quick affirmation you receive.

“You were already beautiful, but this look suits you very well.”

“Flattery will get you everywhere, Lee. Keep this up and I might blush.” you snark, secretly touched.

Okay, you knew he would hype you up, but this… was embarrassing. Nice, but embarrassing.

“Just let me compliment you, you little shit.”

“Jeez, so bossy.”

Heeseung ignores that, slowly running his hand through your hair, pushing away the stray strands that had fallen on your face.

“Your hair is so soft,” Heeseung observes, seemingly pleased that he'd get to play with your hair like this, and you grin.

“If I had known you would love this so much, I would have gotten my hair cut way earlier.” You remark jokingly, not expecting him to take it seriously. But he does.

“I love the hair, but that’s not what I mean.” Heeseung states, a little firm for a joke. “I asked you out for you, y/n, not because of how you look.”

You smile in response. You contemplate responding just as seriously, telling him that you appreciate him for his words and that you felt the same, but decide, maybe it's too heavy for now, so instead you deadpan,

“... Are you calling me ugly?”

“That’s not what I meant!”

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slytherinshua · 1 year

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[ 1:42PM ]

genre. fluff. warnings. kissing. pairing. heeseung x fem!reader. wc. 281. request. no. a/n. heeseung brainrot is real...

“Pink suits you best.” You whispered, tucking another delicate flower behind your boyfriend’s ear.

He had dozed off with his head in your lap and was still sleeping half an hour later. He sometimes stirred only to snuggle his head closer to you, his soft black hair falling over his eyes. You would push it back out of his face, and he would smile subconsciously at your touch.

By now, he had dozens of flowers that you had managed to push behind his ear or in his hair. His head might as well have been a flower bush.

“Pretty… So pretty.” You mumbled to Heeseung.

“Me? Or the flowers?” He asked, only awake enough to respond in a soft whisper.

“The flowers, obviously.” You replied, kissing his forehead with a teasing smile.

“Y/n…” He whined softly, lip jutting out in a small pout.

“What? They are.”

“What about me, though?” He opened one of his eyes, looking up at your face in a wink.

“Hmm… I’m not sure.” You continued teasing, but your eyes couldn’t conceal the adoration you had for the boy.

“Let me help you decide.” He mumbled, sitting up and grabbing the back of your head, pulling your face closer to him and pressing his lips on yours.

You melted, kissing him back immediately. Your lips moulded with his in a sort of dance, and his hands ran through your hair. One of the flowers in his hair dropped on top of your nose and you pulled out of the kiss, giggling.

You cupped Heeseung’s cheeks, “Pretty.” You said again, eyes staring at his with overflowing love. And this time, he knew it was meant for him.

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jinnify · 1 year

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3:00 — lee heeseung

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boyfriend!Heeseung prided himself on being great at time management. He was always on time for vocal and dance practice and tended to be out the door and in bed at a time he found appropriate for his schedule. He gasped as he looked up at the clock on the vocal room wall, three AM. Not once had Heeseung found himself in his current predicament.

He excused himself from his instructor as he looked around for his phone, annoyed with how he had lost it in the small vocal practice room. Once he found it, Heeseung let out a disgruntled sigh as he noticed the numerous texts you had sent, asking if he would be home soon or if he wanted you to stay up.

Heeseung felt a pang of guilt hit his chest as he read what you had sent. You were probably still in your shared bedroom, waiting for him to get home so you could comfortably fall asleep, knowing he was alright. He immediately replied to your texts, asking if you were still awake and telling you it was okay to go to sleep now. Heeseung asked for his lesson to be cut short, and his instructor was more than glad to let him go after also noticing the time.

“Hey, baby. Yes, I know. I didn’t expect time to fly by so quickly! Alright, love. I’ll see you in a few.” Heeseung was a bit breathless as he quickly walked back to his dorm, trying to get back to you as fast as he could without looking like a madman.

He had been away at practice all day and was finally starting to feel the exhaustion settle in his body. He couldn’t wait to fall into bed next to you.

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06hee · 1 year

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mister steal your girl

pairing: situationship! heeseung + fem!reader feat. not-so secret admirer flirty bsf! niki

synopsis: when rejecting heeseung’s invite to watch him play basketball turns him into a jealous mess.

genre: tbh idek.. kinda fluff kinda not, indirectly stated mutual pining, it’s a situationship

warnings! cursing, like indirectly stated rejection but really not, teasing & banter :)

notes: heeseung is older than y/n by a year and niki a year younger. y/n’s lowkey kinda toxic but we won’t get into that right now lol. niki and y/n are close friends but he would def take his chance if given. i kinda wanna turn this au universe into a small series so let me know what y’all think :)

———

the time reads 12:30am when your phone suddenly vibrates.

“hello?”

“you seriously would’ve came only for niki?”heeseung questions, and you can hear the whine wanting to break through his voice. he’s out of breath after playing basketball for about three hours straight and you’ve concluded he just got out the gym now.

“well did i show up? no, so there’s your answer” you reply, both loving and hating this conversation in the earliest hour of day.

this morning heeseung had asked if you’d want to come watch him play since he’d be coming to town. making up some excuse and saying no, he must’ve found out that you told niki you wouldn’t have denied the invite if you knew that he was going to be there as well.

heeseung lets out an annoyed groan into the mic, followed by you rolling your eyes.

“whatever, you’re fake for that” heeseung follows and you can hear him unlocking his car, faint voices in the background.

“oh my god, you guys started at 9:30!” you huff in annoyance but a smirk stays put on your face. “that’s so late, i wasn’t gonna come no matter what.”

“stop lying, you stay up until this time anyway.”

“i get into bed around 9!”

a low chuckle leaves heeseung’s throat as he shakes his head. he doesn’t understand this push and pull game that you play with him but he can’t seem to get himself to walk away. you’re intoxicating, your voice and attention like poison that he wants to keep to himself any chance he gets.

“whatever. i’ll just see you another time then,” he says quietly, although not quiet enough. you can hear the rest of his friends begin to pile into his car and one voice in particular catches your attention.

“who is that? y/n?” niki’s voice is loud compared to the rest. you can hear the “ooohs” and laughter of everyone else in the car while heeseung groans once again, ready to leave this place and start the 45 minute drive back home.

the shuffling of hands take over before a sweet voice leaves the phone.

“hiii y/n~” niki greets, the normal flirty tone in his voice flowing through your right ear. niki gives heeseung a mischievous grin and heeseung turns to face the front of the car. a giggle escapes out of you and you smile. oh how toxic, but so entertaining.

“awh hi niki, i missed you” you say through a pout. the car goes wild, signaling to you that yup, you are now on speaker phone. you can practically hear heeseung slap his palm to his face, ruffling his hair in slight frustration and turning back to face his younger friend with his phone.

niki chuckles and pulls the phone closer to his mouth.

“oh i missed you too princess, but your boyfriend over here is giving me death glares. i’ll text you later.” he grins and hands the phone back to heeseung. you hum in reply and soon enough the rest of the guys are laughing together. heeseung turns off the speaker and puts the phone back to his ear, turning onto the highway.

“don’t ever talk to me again,” he spits out quietly, his eyebrows are scrunched together with god who knows how many feelings.

“like you’ll be able to handle yourself without me anyway” and the satisfied grin makes home on your face again.

“oh shut up.”

“mhmm, now stop talking to me and focus on driving. call me when you get home,” you say softly as sleep takes over your body. you can visualize how pink heeseung’s cheeks are glowing, just as you intended.

thank god it’s dark out right now because if any of his friends were to see just how down bad he is for you he wouldn’t be able to take another hit. and god forbid heeseung actually wants to make it home without having to throw one of his homies out the van.

so he clears his throat before giving you a final answer.

“yeah yeah, just go to bed lazy ass. i’ll call you in the morning.”

you let out a laugh, now its your turn to blush.

“that’s what i thought,” you mumble through your tired lips before hanging up the phone.

heeseung drops his phone into the cup holder as a shy smile grows on his face. he doesn’t know how exactly he got himself stuck in your trap, but he can’t help but know that he’s slowly getting yourself to unlock it.

“better watch out heeseung,” sunghoon starts from the back seat, a snicker leaving jake’s lips.

“mister steal your girl over here might just be your biggest threat.”

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oh how i wish i was stuck in this love triangle, haha

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woncon · 10 months

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11:07 am

❥ heeseung x gn!reader

➳ warnings: sickness (just a cold)

➳ thanks to @wonsheep for helping me fix my grammar mistakes and for giving me advice how to convert a whole story into another language precisely ❣

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you reach for the pillow under the boy's head and tidy it a little. he sighs softly, feverishly, since his voice is too raspy and sick to use.

"did it hurt?" you nervously caress his skin. he shakes his head that feels as heavy as lead.

"i might have a fever again" heeseung whispers, exhausted. his eyes shine faintly, and you see that his skin is also paler. he licks his dry lips.

you hum, brush away the dark locks from his forehead, then press a kiss to the hot skin.

"oh my... you're burning up." you turn to the nighstand immediately to grab the thermometer. medication is stacked on the surface: painkiller, antipyretic, throat candy, spearwort and tea in a mug. you give the device to him. you don't want to make him shiver with your hands that would feel cold against his feverish body.

instead, you set a timer for five minutes on your phone, then you think it would be good to warm up the tea, since taking the pill would be better with a warm drink. you are about to get up when heeseung weakly grabs your wrist.

"where are you going?"

"to warm your tea."

"stay with me. hug me," your boyfriend looks at you with feverish, doey eyes and a little, unintentional pout.

"doesn't it hurt when i touch you? won't it get worse?"

"no. i need your hugs, whether i'm sick or not. especially now." he opens his arms, inviting you, a hopeful look in his eyes. you smile and snuggle up to him, which also puts a faint smile on heeseung's lips. "much better."

"i hope you'll get better soon."

"with such a great doctor as yourself, i have no other choice..."

you press a kiss to his neck with gratitude.

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barbi2709 · 1 year

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12:32 || Will you pick me?

Disclaimer: This and each of my stories are only fiction and are not intended to offend or make anyone uncomfortable, if this type of content makes you uncomfortable, feel free to leave without resentment :]

Paring: Heeseung x bi-with-female-preference!gn!reader

Genre: fluff, established relationship

Summary: Just a relaxing moment with the comforting presence of your boyfriend, until he came up with a curious question, one that you'll gladly answer.

WC: 520

a/n: I just needed to write my Heeseung brainstorm bc this man is driving me insane 🫠🫠🫠. (please like, reblog and comment, also remember that English isn't my first language so if there's any mistakes let me know)

Also, I got this idea after watching an Instagram reel and one comment said that "bisexuals with a preference to woman but that ended up with a guy are annoying" so if I see something like this here I'm gonna fucking block you right away :)

It was almost midnight.

You and your boyfriend Heeseung were chilling in your room, you were finishing uploading school files while he was laying in your bed, scrolling on his phone.

You let out a sigh while stretching your arms still in your chair, you rubbed your eyes softly because of many hours looking at the screen of your computer.

Meanwhile, your boyfriend was still focused on his phone, a specific video caught his attention, his eyes darted from the phone screen to you while a smirk creep on his face.

—Babe! —he called out while opening the camera of his phone and start recording—. I have a question for you.

—Go ahead. —you answered without looking at him, most of your attention still focused on the essay you were finishing.

—Will you pick me up from a room full of men?. —he finally asked while looking at you.

The sudden question made you turn to him, still a little amused by the question, by the time you turned around Heeseung was already looking at you, expectantly and curious, his bambi eyes staring at you intently.

You knew your boyfriend came with the most random and weirdest things out of the blue, but you actually found that question interesting.

—Hee —you started while looking at him in the eyes, the corners of your lips raised subtly as you spoke, leaving a small, sweet smile on your lips—. I will pick you up from a room full of women.

Heeseung's eyes widened at your words, he spected anything but that answer.

He was specting something like "I wouldn't pick you up if you were the only one in the room" or at least a simple "yes/of course I will", but that small sentence made him feel butterflies again.

When you first started dating, you told him about your sexuality and preferences, in fact, he didn't mind, he new that you had chosen him instead of somebody else, you had chosen him before any other girl or guy in the world, and you made him feel oh so loved and wanted that nothing else mattered.

Even if he hated to admit it, your words had a strong impact on him, he was frozen still on the bed, he could feel the heat making its way to his cheeks and the tips of his ears, and he could assure that the color red would probably be well defined on his face.

He tried to play it cool though, so he cough trying to regain his composure, he stopped recording and go back to social media while suppressing a smile with superhuman effort.

—Cool. —he said simply, trying to sound trying to sound as calm and unaffected as possible, making you let out a laugh because you could still see the noticeable blush on his face.

—What?, are you flustered?. —you asked in a mocking tone as you turned back to your computer, Heeseung swore he could hear the smirk on your voice.

—You wish!. —he scoffed at you, making you let out another loud laugh as he cursed under his breath while the blush of his cheeks increased.

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markflrt · 2 years

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[22:37] heeseung is the type of boyfriend that comes back home after a long day and just wanna cuddle, no talking, just hugging you while you stroke his hair softly. thats all he needs to feel better, after some time he asks if you wanna have a bath with him and get ramen for dinner.

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lost-leopard-beanie · 9 months

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since matty asked-

okay so

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winteringdream · 2 years

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i hear your voice over and over

p. heeseung x gn!reader g. song scenario

staring at the water in the lake you see a reflection of yourself. you throw a stone out of anger into the lake, your reflection ripples.

your were going crazy, all your mind could think about was heeseung. heeseung, heeseung, heeseung.

he didn't like you, but you certainly did. how could anyone not like him? his dorky habits, his face, just all of it.

you can almost hear him, now that you're sitting in the silence. his laughter and his voice. you groan out of frustration. everywhere you go and everything you do reminds you of him.

every love song makes you think of him, and you keep wishing he was here with you. at the lake, just the two of you.

what else is there to do when your mind keeps running back to the boy you like?

you sigh deeply before staring ahead of you, at the view of the lake and the summer sun low in the sky.

even sitting at the lake won't help anymore, because everywhere you look you can only see him.

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sunootonin · 2 years

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3:17 am

genre : angst, fluff if u squint? abandoned lover stuff ig

wc: 578 words

pairing : idol!heeseung x non idol! gn reader

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Idol life was hard.

That's why Heeseung chugged down a few painkillers after the last performance on their world tour.

His head hurt more than his limbs after the strenuous choreographies of simultaneous songs. Because Niki got him his favorite ice cream. And he remembered you, and the miserable letter you left before leaving him in the dust. He took the first bite.

He remembers the last paragraph in that dreaded letter.

"One day, maybe we would cross paths like a stranger, when you go on a world tour. Maybe I would be more independent then. And maybe we could fall in love. Again. And have a happy ending.

-Y/n."

He took the second bite.

He remembered the first time he met you, when you gave him his favorite ice cream late at night, just a few minutes after closing time taking pity of his sunken almond eyes and hunched back.

"You look like a celebrity" you said handing him a cone as he ruffled his hands in his jeans for money.

"Oh.. Thank you." He chuckled with a shy grin "I am a part of a boy band. It's called Enhypen. Here is the money. I'm so sorry, thank you again."

"It's all right. I'll check your group out. Take care." You said with a smile walking away.

And he came to that shop everyday to see that smile.

Then you went on your first date, to.. nowhere. Just inside that same ice cream shop in the kitchen so nobody would catch both of you. Because your parents weren't the most understanding, and some of Heeseung's fans weren't either.

He took the third bite.

He remembered where it all went down hill.

Your boss saw you holding hands with Heeseung. So he told your father. And sure enough your helicopter parents gave no respect to your privacy sneaked up to your work, saw Heeseung and let their blood boil.

He took the fourth bite.

He remembered how you cried into his shoulder after recalling the big argument you had with your parents. Heeseung reassured you, he told you to take all the time you want to fix things.

But Heeseung did not have time to fix things. Because his company found out. And soon did the public. And now Heeseung was busy. He did not have time to meet you, and he couldn't meet you because his manager was not fond of the idea. He took the fifth bite. You were gone. You never picked up your phone, you weren't at the ice cream place anymore. All Heeseung found, was a small note that your friend gave him. He took it, ran to his dorm and cried. Guilt rushed through his veins. Maybe he should have been more careful, maybe he should've warned you he would be busy. Was he too hasty? Did he say or do something wrong? Were you going to have a more controlled and miserable life because of him? He sobbed. And nobody heard. Because he didn't want anyone to.

He slowly immersed himself in work and got better months later. He turned his eyes away from couples, that was the first time, Heeseung cursed himself for choosing this job. He thought he could break the boundaries, not care about what people thought. But that was easier said than done.

He finished the ice-cream. He stared at the letter by his bedside blankly.

Idol life was hard. But loving you was harder.

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