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#i saw enhypen
4amwon · 9 months
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hey guys- sorry i haven’t been writing anything. just trying to process the fact this happened to me this weekend 😀👍🏻
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don’t make fun of my quality- my camera was blurry from being on my sweaty ass legs and the lights were so bright 😭.
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hooned · 2 months
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riki when he saw a child engene in the crowd ⭐
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jaeyunsim · 4 months
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SUNGHOON'S POV of JAKE ♡
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stolenslumber · 5 months
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i wanna lock in your love (sjy)
PAIRING: sim jaeyun x gender neutral reader GENRE: best friends to lovers, newly established relationship, fluff WARNINGS: kissing, suggestive content WORD COUNT: 1.1k
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“So… what do we do now?” Jake asks. His head tilts quizzically at you from where he hovers at the side of the bed— his own bed, so why does he feel so nervous?
Your hands smooth over his bedsheets robotically, just as nervous. It’s the end of your first date with Jake Sim, who has seen you in diapers and acne and graduation gowns alike; who knows you like a favorite song, played backwards and forwards and over and over again; who looks at you with such sweet adoration that your heart lurches and trembles whenever you catch him staring at you. 
It’s the same look he’s been wearing proudly for the past week, ever since you’d finally gotten on the same page about the way you feel for each other. He’d wear this look for the rest of his life, if you let him. 
And you would. You’d let him do anything he wants; but the words die in your throat, caught somewhere between aching familiarity and wobbly newness. 
He’s the same Jake who raced you around the block under never-ending sunshine in those hazy elementary years, and he’s the same Jake who told you last week that the air you breathe— you, just you— is more precious than anything in the world. 
(He had added that he could confirm this, thanks to everything he knows about the laws of physics, and you had poked his forehead and called him a nerd for that joke, so truly: he’s the same Jake as he has always been.)
But even after all this time, there are still parts of him that you never knew. Like how his mouth moves against yours like he was made for you; fluid, eager, earnest, forming words of devotion in Korean and English, haphazardly alternating between the two after you’d kissed him for the first time after that stupid joke. Like how his face shines in the glow of requited love, his half of which he had been holding tightly against his chest for so long as an unspeakable treasure. Like how his fingers dance across your skin as they did during today’s date, tracing mindless stars and hearts over your arms, raising goosebumps from you and chuckles from him.
So… what do we do now? There’s really only one answer you can give. 
“Whatever you want,” you let out— finally, truthfully, and with a great whoosh of air that you’d been holding in for too long.  
Suddenly, Jake laughs; that high-pitched giggle so dear to you that it automatically makes you smile.
“We’re being dumb,” he declares as he drops himself onto his bed, settling with his back against the headboard. 
“Speak for yourself,” you retort, but there’s hardly any conviction to your voice, what with how distracted you’ve become by the way he has one arm tucked behind his head and his bottom lip caught under his teeth.
He laughs again, but now it’s breathless, because he’s tracking the rise of the flush from your chest to your cheeks. “C’mere, cutie.” He pats the spot next to him and hopes you don’t notice how his hand shakes. 
Of course, that just makes you flush deeper, but you obediently scooch up until you’re hovering over him, up on your knees while he looks at you with that same adoration that scrambles your thoughts once again. 
Slowly, he reaches out and unfurls your fingers from the unconscious fists they had formed. He takes your hands in his and squeezes, once, twice; right in time with your racing heart. 
When he speaks, it’s hushed and sacrosanct. “Will you let me love you?” 
“I always have,” you murmur. And it’s true. Now that you’ve seen it, you can’t unsee it: Jake has looked at you like this for a long, long time. Realizing it was like coming up for air when you hadn’t even known you were drowning. 
He hugs you close, bringing you into his lap. “Then will you kiss me?” 
And when he asks so sweetly, how could you ever say no?
You get lost in kissing him as heat rises all around you just as quickly as it had risen in your cheeks, until it’s almost unbearable and you’re whining something incomprehensible against his mouth. 
He tears himself away from you with a gasp. His chest heaves, and his lips are so shiny and red that it makes you squirm in his lap. His hands tighten around your hips to still your movements even as he asks, “What do you want, angel? I’ll give you whatever you want.” 
Your thoughts ricochet in every direction; there’s too much you want, and the strength of your want is dizzying. One thought bubbles up to the top: “Off. Please take this off.” Your fingers scratch against his stomach through the thin fabric of his white T-shirt. 
He shudders underneath you, and he can’t stop himself from wrenching another whine from your throat when he kisses you again, so deeply that you almost miss it when he attempts to take his shirt off with one hand. Of course, you do notice when he fumbles and gets stuck in the shirt. 
All of a sudden, the almost suffocating tension in the room pops, and you can’t stop laughing when a muffled, “Don’t look at me,” comes from inside his shirt. You’re still laughing when he finally untangles himself and gets out of it. 
“What were you trying to do?” You ask, settling your hands on top of his shoulders. 
“Some trick I learned from the older guys on the team. Heeseung, mostly,” he admits. His fingers fidget with the hem of your shirt. 
“Heeseung can do that?” 
Jake makes a face at you. “Yeah, so what? Are you impressed, or something?”
You burst out laughing again. “No, you idiot, I think you’re all very stupid.”
He nods as his hand splays against your back underneath your shirt, pressing you closer to him. “Okay, but you like me the most, right?”
You roll your eyes even as you lean into his chest. “Obviously. I love you, like, an embarrassing amount.”
He chokes on air. “Sorry, I’m still not used to hearing that. Feels like I’m dreaming, y’know?”
“Me, too. The best dream ever,” you sigh, settling your ear against the steady beat of his heart. The overwhelming heat from before simmers down to comfortable warmth; fervor slips into felicity. 
Unexpectedly, you yawn. You’re halfway to apologizing when Jake shushes you with a kiss. “Sleep,” he urges. “I’ll be here when you wake up. We have all the time in the world, lover of mine. The rest of our lives.” 
And you do. And you do. 
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enha-stars · 2 months
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jay is so aditya kashyap coded, oh my god. from the haircut to the glasses to the mannerisms and tough exterior. i might actually start tweaking because huh
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jaeyxns · 1 year
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☺️
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soobinies · 1 year
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❤❤❤ for @yeonjuins
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myboyfriendjake · 8 months
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sunoo: i talk to myself sometimes sunoo: OMG me too!
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jjsungie · 10 months
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ok! by now I am 100% sure he isn't real
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imagine being a figure skating fan and an enhypen fan and seeing people saying that if he weren’t to retire, sunghoon would’ve become the greatest figure skater of all time and calling him the “ice prince” (a title reserved for yuzuru hanyu) and putting *sunghoon does triple axel* AT A DOUBLE LUTZ and refusing to admit the fact that he is the korean equivalent of jason brown (good artistry, bad technicality), and saying that he is the best figure skater korea has ever had WHEN YUNA KIM AND JUNHWAN CHA ARE RIGHT THERE.
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hooned · 1 year
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three pretty best friends 💌
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nalalized · 1 year
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POLAROID LOVE ❤
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stolenslumber · 10 months
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[8:30pm] (sjy)
PAIRING: sim jaeyun x gender neutral reader GENRE: established relationship, pure and simple fluff WARNINGS: kissing, suggestive content WORD COUNT: ~800
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Jungwon opens the door with a toothbrush sticking out of his mouth, mumbling some approximation of "He's in his room" around it.
You throw him a thumbs-up and slip down the hallway to Jake's room, trying your best not to disturb any of the sleeping boys knocked out on various surfaces in the dorm. When you enter Jake's room, the air conditioning is on at full blast, making you shiver in your thin top.
The room is dark save for the glow-in-the-dark stars you had spent an afternoon sticking on the ceiling together, so it takes a second for your eyes to adjust and make out the shape of your boyfriend curled up in bed, cocooned in a black hoodie and the quilt your mom had made for him last year. Jake sleeps with one arm underneath his head, the other curved around some invisible cavity. You have to suppress the urge to coo at the sight— even in slumber, he makes space for you.
Jet lag has clearly hit him hard, and even though you had been ready to order delivery and watch a movie with him, just looking at him makes you want to sleep, too. Decision made, you waste no time in slotting yourself into the space he left for you and carefully rearranging the quilt so that it covers you both.
Jake grunts but shifts automatically to accommodate you, mumbling something incomprehensible. You pat the arm now laying over your waist soothingly, and soon his breathing evens back out, asleep once more. You're quick to follow, lulled by the rhythmic whooshing of the air conditioning and the steady pulse in his wrist against your fingertips.
When Jake wakes up some indeterminable amount of time later, the first thing he notices is the numbness of his arm, pinned underneath his head when he'd accidentally fallen asleep waiting for you to arrive. The next thing he notices is warm skin underneath his palm, from where his hand had slipped under your top while you were both asleep.
He's so, so happy to see you, though he feels bad about falling asleep before you even got here. The past few weeks have been exhausting and anxiety-ridden, and the sight of you feels like a balm to his soul.
He's smiling dopily at the back of your neck, so he doesn't notice when you wake up, and then he's startled when you twist in his hold to face him, greeting him with a slightly hoarse, "Hi, baby."
"Hey," he whispers back, leaning towards you slightly to plant a kiss on your forehead. Still half-asleep, his mouth runs sweet nonsense without really thinking about it. "I thought I dreamed of you coming in, but you're really here."
You release a laugh in the form of a puff of air and tug on the strings of his hoodie to keep him close to you. "Of course I'm really here; where else would I be?"
His response is automatic. "In my dreams, angel."
You snort and push against his chest a little. "Sick line, dude, how often does that work for you?"
He whines and brings you back even closer, nudging his nose into your neck and nipping at your pulse point, just because he likes the way it makes you gasp and squirm in his arms. "Seems to be working pretty well for me right now, don't you think?"
"Yeah, yeah, I get it, you've got the rizz, or whatever." You try to match his playful tone, but the hitch in your breath when his mouth starts wandering across your collarbones gives you away.
He's stopped by his own yawn, though, and then he's smiling apologetically at you. "Sorry I fell asleep, by the way. You wanna watch that movie now, or— ohhhh." Interrupted by his own yawn, again.
You do coo this time, enamored by the way his eyes blink half-open and his hair falls messily across his forehead. "Nah, we can always do that another time. I know you're going to be hungry later, though, so I scheduled the delivery to come in an hour. Go back to sleep, yeah? I'll wake you when it's here."
He beams at you in delight. "You're perfect, and I love you."
"'Cause I got you pizza? You're kinda easy, you know." You pat his cheek gently, your actions contrasting your teasing words.
He giggles, and then he turns his head to kiss the palm of your hand. "Only for you."
You hum softly, reaching up to run your fingers through his sleep-mussed hair. "Love you, too. Sweet dreams, Jaeyun."
He nods against your hand and leaves one last kiss on the tip of your nose before closing his eyes. "See you there, darling."
[fin.]
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heeracha · 2 years
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ep 13. / ep 14. — the late night at the flower shop. / ep 15.
buy one, take me. — l. heeseung
synposis: with his best friend asking him for help because said best friend was scared he wasn't "boyfriend material" enough, heeseung looks for flower shops for his best friend's girlfriend. thankfully, jake knows someone from the university who has an aunt that owns a flower shop, you. now, heeseung messages you and shyly, but shamelessly asks if he can get any promos or discounts to which you shamelessly answered him, "buy one, take me". heeseung doesn't pass on this, of course. after all, you are pretty damn cute.
pairing: heeseung x flortist!fem!reader
content/genre: college au, slowburn, fluff, angst and crack, smau.
warning(s): swearing, of course. two idiots aka heey/n. more of sulking heeseung !! unproofread :>
note: i think this is a cute chapter tho :( i like them ngl 😭 see u chap 15 tomorrow <3 also,,,, im actually almost done writing the entire thing
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r u busy?
where r u?
you gently place down the flowers on the table, grabbing your phone as you text heeseung back. 
flower shop, why?
it was stated that he read the message, but you don’t see the bubble with three dots and you let him be as you pick up the flowers and continue to arrange it. you cut out the excessive leaves to make it look clean as a few minutes pass by, you hear a soft humming of a car outside and it turns off right away. you hear soft knocks on the glass door and you look up to see heeseung with a sad expression.
you sigh, frowning as you go to him, unlocking the door. heeseung comes in, hugging you by the waist as you take him in your arms. “what’s up?” you ask.
“jaycha.” he mumbles on your neck and you softly laugh to which he rolls his eyes. “don’t let it get to your head, i still think it was lame.” he says and you nod. heeseung pulls away and you lock the door behind him. 
“so, wanna tell me what happened?” you ask, walking back to the table as you continue to arrange the flowers you have. once done, you put it away and wait for it to be picked up.
“we decided to watch a movie,” heeseung says. “i reluctantly said yes because if i say no, it might be suspicious because it’s been weeks and i keep declining their invitations to hang out with them. but in the middle of the movie, they were being lovey-dovey, and just, you know? gross.”
“gross because it’s not you.” you say and heeseung looks at you with no expression because he knows you’re right. you shrug and heeseung sighs.
“you had dinner yet?” he asks and you shake your head. “wanna go out?”
“i still have to wait for this to be picked up.” you say, pointing at the bouquet you just finished arranging. 
“i thought you’re already closed,” heeseung says.
“yeah, but… they want to pick it up and i’m still here, nothing to do, so why not?” you say and heeseung nods. 
“so, how did you learn to arrange them?” he asks.
“ever since i was five or six, i’m always here watching my aunt arrange and then she noticed how i always watch so she taught me.” you say, shrugging. “i think when we graduate, i can stay here for a year to work and then, i don’t know.”
heeseung nods. “do you… want to?” you softly ask and he looks at you.
“learn how to arrange?” he asks and you shrug, nodding. “yeah, teach me while we wait for your customer.” he says and you hum.
“any color you want?” you ask.
“purple,” he answers right away and you nod, grabbing some purple flowers and some white ones to compliment it. you put it on the table and heeseung smiles enthusiastically as you explain how to do so. but of course, heeseung was a little stubborn so he would go against your word and put the flowers anywhere he thought would look good. when it was done, you cross your arms on your chest, looking at it as heeseung grins. it wasn’t symmetrical, some were almost falling off, it was just really messy. “give me a break, it’s my first time.” he says as he taps the florette of a daisy.
you softly push his hand. “hey, the flower’s going to be sad,” you softly say, which made heeseung smile even wider. “if you did what i told you to do, it wouldn’t look like a preschooler did it, which i bet would have done better than you.” you say and heeseung laughs, softly bumping his hip with yours. you hear a knock and you turn around to see a man in a suit. you ran to the door, unlocking it and running back to the counter.
“please tell me that’s not mine.” he says, pointing at heeseung’s flower arrangement. you softly smile, shaking your head as you hold out the flowers he arranged. he paid for it, greeting you and heeseung a good night as he leaves. you look at heeseung who has a small pout, resisting his laughter.
“don’t worry,” you softly say. “i’d buy it, as long lee heeseung was the one who arranged it.” you wink and he laughs, shaking his head. “ae-cha would buy them.”
heeseung shakes his head. “not when jay’s there. no.” he softly says and you open your arms as he takes in your comfort with no hesitation.
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enluv · 4 months
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boyfhee · 1 year
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❝ the colour green strikes a balance between head and heart, ❞
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