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sihlvrmoved · 5 years

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“I love you.” am i allowed to send this

milk - white curtains of grandeur windowpanes roll with the winds that breathe against them , . ) / they breathe rambunctious / dancing personalities into rosetint flower petals ‘pon the sill , then just as quickly into puckered pages of a book nearby . air contains the AFTER TASTE LEFT OF LEMON - PINE ; it also contains a chill set in the winterbred late evening of january . frigidity would normally plant it’s notions on not the GOD OF MISCHIEF himself , but rather the fragile body ‘neath his weight upon the rosemal divan . instead , frigidity is replaced with a package of BURNING HEAT . hot perspiration lining the wrinkle and twist of his features , curls his hair , ( FOREHEAD / TEMPLES / JAW . ) it lines the shapes of his neck , the pale skin of it replaced with reddened flush . CYANIC FROST - KISSED veins press firm against the skin of his neck , his back . they’re emphasized and diminished with every uneven , unkempt pattern of his air . HE’S OPEN - MOUTHED , descending from his high breathing in the rich scents of her neck . tone hoarse . took by the aftershock . he feels her tremble against him . OBSERVANCE he’s made of it even now , and he whispers a sort of acknowledgment at her ear , a gentile inquiry , listening to her own breathing ( “ are you alright ? ” ) so soft , unfamiliar on his tongue . as if she hadn’t willed herself to speak , he accepts a nod as answer , PART TIMID / PART VIABLE . and he descends into a silence .

they lie there for what seems like an eternity . and by now , as the clock ticks , his breathing had settled , pinkish / rosy tones are placed by natural muted skin tone . careful not to so stupidly crush her nor pin her , the trickster , his weight is balanced against his elbows . / a large palm kneads against her upper thigh . ROUGH HAND / SOFT SKIN . AND IN THE STUDY FRAUGHT WITH SILENCE , HE’S RECOUNTING THE EVENING . BOTH IN SESSIONS / PORTIONS , THROUGH ALL THE BODILY SENSES . he begins recount with the kiss that’d started this a mere hour ago . one where trembling palms capture her by the sides of a doll - face . brought on by the passions of argument . heavy , it was , UNAPOLOGETIC ALLY CARNAL of him . it followed the fighting in late hours . SO , THE GODDESS OF PROTECTION / HONESTY / TRUTH . so divine is she , that when he pries from her pulse - point at the anxious grab of a smaller hand ‘pon his wrist , and he sees the innocence and fragility decorating her features , she speaks it : THE TRUTH , her very culmination . he hears his name , something hesitant and unsure laced within it . vulnerability kisses it , chaste . ) she wanted to tell him something about virtue . timid loose words trailing with no destination in sight . and he stops her short , hardly above a whisper , ( “ i know . ” ) of course he does . recounts the blonde curl of her hair , ruby - flushed shoulders , the DOE - EYED look ; looking up to him where he towers or where he hovers with all the trust in the world and just what that does to his heart .

recounts it all in the peaceful quiet of midnight in the study . LATHER’S NOW DRIED AND COLD . and interrupting his thoughts , serenity is broken by the softest tone at his ear : ( “ loki ? are you awake ? ” ) he nods against her shoulder . another pause ensues , pregnant and all holy . raven - brows knit ‘pon waiting for her follow up . so he repeats . ❛ i am . ❜ waits . ( “ .. i love you . ” ) and he’s rigid . rigidness regained in revelation . emotions are left latent , deep - rooted under the weight of disquiet . as his throat thickens , he doesn’t move aside for the rise and fall of his back . do you even know love , dear syn ? know it’s curvature and bifactors , the weight it slumbers on slender backs ? MAYBE SO but he definitely didn’t . PERHAPS HE LOVED HER , TOO . AND THAT TERRIFIES HIM . so , he shakes his head . ❛ no , you don’t . .. you shouldn’t . ❜ / i. comfort starters , ‘ accepting . ; @tryalsyn .

#this is one the longest things i've ever written .#BUT in my defense #i had a lot of feelings and wanted to get them out .#MY GOODNESS .#loki's very very in love with her .#he's just a literal child who can't say it .#plus ?? he doesnt think he's good for her at all .#like at all .#but like lmaaoooo he said fuck it .#and now it's comin back to bite him .#nsfw.#not rlly tbh??#more like #suggestive.#tryalsyn

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rosie-rosem · 1 year

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“hate pt 2” is like 1/3rd done.

so sorry for the wait, i was planning on finishing it up earlier but i’ve had a very busy and tough past week so i’m sorry! please be a bit more patient with me 😖

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rosie-rosem · 6 months

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just married !

❥ pairing: nonidol!niki x fem!reader

❥ genre: arrangedmarriage!au, angst, fluff, highschool!au, unrequited love > requited love

❥ summary: You and Ni-ki are set up in an arranged marriage by your parents and even though you've liked him for the longest time, you're not so happy about the idea of being forced into this, and Ni-ki isn't either (or his girlfriend). How will this go?

❥ warnings: arranged marriage, bullying, grammar mistakes, not proofread!!!, let me know if I forgot something!

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A/N: I'm back from my trip, I actually was able to visit Korea and Japan! it was so beautiful! anyway, I know this isn't tweeting hearts but it's been in my drafts so I fixed it up a bit and wanted to post it just so there is something new, so I hope you like it. also, this one is a longer one.

You've always had a crush on Niki. From the first moment you laid eyes on him in your parents' luxurious living room during one of their many business meetings, you fell for him. His longish black hair, striking brown eyes, and charming smile made your heart race. You'd even managed to have a few conversations with him, but you doubted he even remembered your name.

The years passed, and you grew from "childhood friends" into high school students. Your feelings for Niki only intensified. You watched from a distance as he dated other girls, your heart aching with every passing romance. It was clear that Niki wasn't interested in you, and you had resigned yourself to the idea that he might never be.

Meanwhile, Niki's current girlfriend, Yunji, was another source of your frustration. She had somehow discovered your crush on Niki, and she took every opportunity to make your life difficult. She made annoying remarks and spread rumors about you, painting you as the lovelorn girl who would never have a chance with Niki.

High school was already challenging, and the added stress of dealing with Yunji's taunts and Niki's obliviousness was almost too much to bear. But then, things took an unexpected turn. It was right before your eighteenth birthday when your parents approached you with an announcement that left you stunned.

"Y/N," your mother said one evening after dinner with niki and his parents, "We have some news to share with you."

You exchanged glances with your parents, trying to read the expressions on their faces. Their business partnership with Niki's family had always been prosperous, but it seemed like something more significant was happening.

"Your father and I have been in discussions with Niki's parents," your mother continued. "We've decided that the two of you will get married."

The words hung in the air, and you felt like the ground had shifted beneath your feet. Marriage? You were still in high school, and while you had expected an eventual arranged marriage due to your parents' business alliance, you never thought it would happen so soon, or with someone you had such complicated feelings for.

Niki was sitting across from you, and he looked as stunned as you felt. He turned to his parents, shocked by the announcement.

"What?" Niki finally managed to sputter, his eyes locked onto yours.

You could hardly bring yourself to meet his gaze, so you looked down at your plate, your heart pounding in your chest. This was a mess, a complete and utter mess.

"I know it's sudden," your father said, trying to sound reassuring. "But it's in the best interest of both our families. We've known Niki's family for so long, and it's a solid match."

Niki's mother nodded in agreement. "We believe this will strengthen our partnership and ensure a bright future for both of you."

You couldn't believe what you were hearing. Your parents were making decisions about your life without even consulting you. You looked at Niki, hoping to find some sign of protest in his eyes, but all you saw was resignation. He seemed just as unhappy about the arrangement as you were.

In the weeks that followed, preparations for the upcoming marriage were made in a whirlwind. Both your parents had set a date for the ceremony – just a few days after your eighteenth birthday. You felt like you were living in a nightmare, unable to wake up from this surreal situation.

High school became a place of rumors and gossip. Whispers of your marriage with Niki spread like wildfire. Yunji, who had always enjoyed making your life difficult, seemed to revel in the chaos. She mocked you openly, taking every opportunity to remind you that Niki would never be yours.

One day, as you were leaving school, you heard her voice behind you. "So, Y/N, how does it feel to be Niki's little pawn in this game?"

You clenched your fists, trying to ignore her taunts. You didn't want to give her the satisfaction of a reaction, but it was getting increasingly difficult.

Yunji continued, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "I'm sure you've been dreaming of this day for years, right? Your fairytale ending with Niki."

You stopped in your tracks, unable to take it anymore. Turning to face her, you forced yourself to speak. "This isn't what I wanted, Yunji. You think you know everything, but you have no idea how complicated this is for me."

Yunji smirked, clearly enjoying your discomfort. "Oh, please. You've been following Niki like a lost puppy for years. You practically threw yourself at him, and now you're getting what you wanted."

You shook your head, your voice trembling with frustration. "You're wrong, Yunji. I never wanted this, and I certainly never asked for it. I didn't have a say in any of this, just like Niki."

Yunji's laughter cut through the tension. "Keep telling yourself that, Y/N. Maybe someday Niki will see through your act."

With those words, she walked away, leaving you seething with anger and helplessness. You couldn't deny that you'd had a crush on Niki, but this wasn't how you had ever envisioned being with him. It was a forced marriage, and the pressure from both your parents and your classmates was suffocating.

The days leading up to the wedding were a blur of dress fittings, meetings with the wedding planner, and endless discussions about the future. Niki remained distant throughout the process, his frustration with the situation evident. You had never felt so alone, even as you were surrounded by people making decisions for you.

The night before the wedding, as you lay in bed, you couldn't shake the feeling that your life was spiraling out of control. You needed to talk to someone, and the only person who came to mind was your best friend, Jiwoo.

With trembling hands, you picked up your phone and called Jiwoo. After a few rings, she answered, her voice filled with concern. "Y/N, what's wrong?"

Tears welled up in your eyes as you poured out your heart to Jiwoo. You told her about your unrequited love for Niki, the forced marriage, the constant taunts from Yunji, and the overwhelming pressure from your parents. Jiwoo listened intently, offering words of comfort and understanding.

"Y/N," she said, "I can't imagine how difficult this must be for you. But you know that I'll always be here for you, right?"

You nodded, even though she couldn't see you. "I know, Jiwoo. You're the only one who truly understands what I'm going through."

As the night wore on, Jiwoo's words provided some comfort, but they couldn't erase the uncertainty and fear that filled your heart. You couldn't help but wonder how Niki was feeling. Was he as trapped as you were, or had he managed to find a way to escape this unwanted fate?

The wedding day arrived with a mixture of nerves and apprehension. You stood in front of the mirror, your heart racing, as the stylist worked on your hair and makeup. The long white dress your parents had chosen for you was beautiful, but it felt like a prison. It was a reminder of the life you were about to enter, one that you hadn't chosen for yourself.

As you made your way to the venue, you could hear the hushed whispers of the guests and the flash of cameras. The wedding was a grand affair, with both families' business associates and friends in attendance. You felt like a puppet on display, and the weight of expectation pressed down on you.

When you finally reached the altar, Niki was waiting for you. He wore a tailored black suit, looking handsome as ever, but there was an aura of tiredness coming from him. He didn't meet your eyes, and you couldn't blame him. This wasn't the way anyone should start a marriage.

The ceremony began, and the officiant's words were a blur as you struggled to keep your emotions in check. You could feel the eyes of the crowd on you, the whispers and judgments weighing you down. When it came time to exchange vows, Niki finally looked at you.

"I promise to do my best to make this work," he said, his voice strained. It wasn't the declaration of love you had dreamed of, but it was all you were going to get.

Tears welled up in your eyes as you said your vows, promising to support and stand by Niki, even though your heart was heavy with doubt. The exchange of rings followed, and the weight of the commitment settled over you like a shroud.

As the ceremony ended, you and Niki were officially married. The crowd erupted in applause, and you forced a smile for the cameras, all the while feeling like a stranger in your own life. Niki's family and yours congratulated you both, offering well-wishes and advice on marriage, but you couldn't help but feel detached from it all.

The reception that followed was a big affair, with a lot of gourmet food, live music, and dancing. You tried to enjoy the festivities, but the weight of the situation hung over you like a dark cloud. Yunji's presence at the reception only added to your discomfort. She continued to mock you, making rude remarks about your wedding and your future with Niki.

Finally, you couldn't take it anymore. You excused yourself from the table and headed to a quiet corner of the venue, where you could be alone for a moment. The tears you had been holding back finally began to flow, and you buried your face in your hands.

"You, okay?"

The voice was soft and gentle, and you looked up to see Niki standing there. He looked awkward, as if he wasn't sure what to say or do. You wiped away your tears and tried to compose yourself.

"I'm fine," you replied, your voice trembling. "Just needed a moment."

Niki nodded, and for a moment, there was a tense silence between you two. Then, he surprised you by speaking.

"I didn't ask for this either, you know."

His words caught you off guard. "Oh, You didn't?" you said sarcastically.

Niki sadly chuckled, and his eyes held a hint of vulnerability. "I've always felt like my parents had this image of the perfect future for me, and I was just expected to go along with it. But I never wanted any of this, especially not at this age."

As he spoke, you saw a glimmer of the real Niki, the one behind the charming facade. It was a moment of connection, a shared understanding of the unfair situation you both found yourselves in.

"I'm sorry for everything, Y/N," Niki continued. "I know I've been distant, but I didn't know how to handle all of this."

You nodded, feeling a sense of relief that he understood your struggle as well. "I'm sorry too, Niki. I never wanted any of this, and it's been really hard."

Niki hesitated for a moment before offering a small, tentative smile. "Maybe we can figure this out together. I don't know what the future holds, but we can make the best of it."

It was a far cry from the passionate love you had once dreamt of, but it was a start. In that moment, you realized that you and Niki were both victims of circumstances beyond your control. Perhaps, in time, you could find a way to make your marriage work, maybe not out of love, but out of a shared determination to reclaim your lives.

The reception continued, and you and Niki reentered the festivities, both with a renewed sense of resolve. The night wore on, and the guests celebrated the union of the two families. For now, you were bound together by a marriage you hadn't chosen, but you were determined to face the future with strength and resilience.

As the weeks turned into months, you and Niki navigated the challenges of your arranged marriage. It wasn't easy, and there were many obstacles to overcome. Niki's relationship with Yunji continued to be a source of tension, and it was clear that she still had resentment toward you. Niki remained oblivious to her true feelings, and it was a constant source of frustration for you.

One evening, as you and Niki sat in your shared living room, you decided it was time to have a conversation about the situation with Yunji. You had reached a breaking point and couldn't continue to endure her hostility.

"Niki," you began, taking a deep breath, "we need to talk about Yunji."

Niki looked at you with a confused expression. "What about her?"

You chose your words carefully. "I know that she's not happy about our marriage, but she's been making things difficult for me. I think it's important for us to address this issue."

Niki's brow furrowed as he considered your words. "I hadn't realized she was causing problems for you. I'll talk to her and try to sort things out."

You appreciated Niki's willingness to address the issue, but you knew that this wasn't a problem that could be solved with a simple conversation. Yunji's resentment ran deep, and you suspected that her anger went beyond just your marriage.

Days later, Niki had a conversation with Yunji, and it didn't go as smoothly as you had hoped. She was defensive and unwilling to admit her true feelings. The tension between Niki and Yunji only seemed to grow, and you couldn't help but feel like a pawn in their complicated dynamic.

As the months passed, you and Niki struggled to find common ground in your marriage. While you had a newfound understanding of each other's feelings about the forced arrangement, you couldn't escape the fact that your marriage lacked love and passion. It was a marriage of convenience, a union formed for the sake of your parents' business partnership.

One evening, as you sat on your shared balcony, watching the city lights twinkle in the distance, you turned to Niki as he suddenly spoke, "Do you ever wonder what our lives would be like if we had the freedom to choose who we wanted to be with?" You looked away from him while slightly frowning at his question.

Niki gazed at the cityscape, deep in thought. "Y-yeah, but that's not our reality." you said slowly.

He nodded, "I know. It's just...sometimes, I can't help but wish for something more." He said. You sighed "I think I'm going to head to bed, I'm tired." You said, avoiding eye contact.

The conversation with Niki left you feeling disheartened. It was clear that he still viewed your marriage as a mere arrangement, devoid of any romantic potential. You couldn't help but wonder if there was a chance for your feelings to ever be reciprocated.

As you lay in bed that night, your mind was a whirlwind of emotions. The boy you had loved for so long was just as distant as ever, and the prospect of ever breaking through to his heart felt increasingly impossible. It was a painful realization that you had tried so hard to avoid, but it was becoming undeniable.

In the days that followed, you couldn't help but distance yourself from Niki. You tried to keep your emotions hidden, focusing on your studies and other aspects of your life, but it was difficult when you were living under the same roof with him. Your interactions became increasingly polite but distant, and the emotion between you grew wider.

Niki, too, began to sense the growing divide between you. He couldn't help but wonder if his words had hurt you, even though he had no idea about your long-standing feelings for him. He found himself regretting that night on the balcony, wishing he could take back his words and offer you some comfort.

One evening, Niki decided to make amends. He knocked on your bedroom door and found you sitting at your desk, engrossed in your book. You looked up when he entered, and he could see the weariness in your eyes.

"Y/N, we need to talk," Niki began, his tone earnest.

You closed your book and turned your full attention to him, curiosity mixed with a touch of apprehension. "What is it, Niki?"

Niki took a deep breath, struggling to find the right words. "I want you to know that I didn't mean to upset you the other night. I've been thinking about it, and I regret saying what I did."

You studied him for a moment, trying to understand his sincerity. "Niki, it's okay. You were just being honest. I appreciate your honesty."

Niki shook his head, a hint of frustration in his voice. "No, you don't understand. I didn't consider how my words might have affected you, and I want you to know that I'm sorry if I offended you."

Your heart ached at his words, but you still held back the truth about your own feelings. "Niki, we're both in this situation, and it's not ideal for either of us. Let's just make the best of it."

Niki couldn't shake the feeling that he had missed something important. He left your room with a heavy heart, realizing that he needed to confront his own emotions and what he truly wanted from this marriage.

Over the following weeks, Niki made an effort to get to know you better. He spent more time with you, engaging in conversations, sharing stories, and learning about your dreams and aspirations. The more he discovered about you, the more he found himself drawn to your kindness, resilience, and intelligence.

As his feelings for you began to evolve, he couldn't help but reflect on his past with Yunji. The intense arguments and the constant friction had taken a toll on their relationship. He realized that the connection he had with you, despite the circumstances, was much more harmonious and genuine.

One evening, as you both sat in the living room, Niki hesitated before finally speaking, "Y/N, I've been doing some thinking."

You turned to him, intrigued. "What's on your mind?"

He took a deep breath, his eyes locked on yours. "I've realized that I enjoy spending time with you. You're a great person, and I want to be a better husband to you."

Your heart skipped a beat, but you maintained your composure. "That's kind of you to say, Niki."

Niki pressed on, determined to be honest with you. "I've also come to see that my relationship with Yunji is not working. We argue all the time, and it's exhausting. I think it's time for us to break up."

You were taken aback by his words, and you couldn't hide the flicker of hope in your eyes. "Niki, are you sure about this?"

Niki nodded. "I've never been surer about anything. I want to be with someone who makes me happy."

The room was charged with unspoken emotions, and you found yourself torn between revealing your feelings for Niki or keeping them hidden. The thought of his breakup with Yunji had ignited a glimmer of hope within you, but you still couldn't be sure if your feelings would be reciprocated.

Niki, his eyes fixed on you, was waiting for a response. He was sincere in his desire to be a better husband to you and his intention to end his tumultuous relationship with Yunji. But you knew that taking a step towards love was a complex journey, especially given the circumstances surrounding your marriage.

You took a deep breath and decided to be honest, up to a point. "Niki, I appreciate your honesty and your willingness to make this marriage work. It means a lot to me that you want to be a better husband."

Niki's eyes shone with gratitude. "I'm glad you understand, Y/N. I want us to have a real chance at happiness."

You nodded, your heart pounding in your chest. "I believe in giving this marriage a genuine try, Niki. We both deserve that."

As the days turned into weeks, Niki followed through with his decision to end things with Yunji. It was a difficult process, filled with emotional turmoil, but he was determined to move forward. You stood by his side, offering your support and understanding. It was during this challenging period that you both began to build a stronger foundation for your marriage.

With Yunji out of the picture, Niki's focus shifted entirely to you. He made an effort to get to know you on a deeper level, and he couldn't help but marvel at the strength of your character.

Niki found himself drawn to your warmth and kindness, and it wasn't long before he started to experience a shift in his feelings. What began as a reluctant friendship had the potential to blossom into something more. He was falling for you, but he remained oblivious to your hidden feelings.

One evening, you and Niki found yourselves watching a movie together on the couch. Your shoulders were touching, and a warm, comfortable silence filled the room. As the movie played on, Niki couldn't resist the urge to speak his mind.

"Y/N," he began, his voice gentle, "I have to admit that I've been feeling a strong connection between us lately."

You turned to him, your heart pounding in your chest. "I've felt it too, Niki. I think our friendship is growing stronger."

Niki's gaze met yours, and he smiled softly. "It's more than that, Y/N. I've realized that I care for you deeply. I never expected this, but I can't deny my feelings anymore."

Your heart soared with hope, but you couldn't help but remain cautious. Niki still had no idea about your long-standing crush on him. "Niki, I value our friendship too, and I'm glad we're getting closer. But there's something I haven't told you."

Niki furrowed his brow, concerned. "What is it, Y/N?"

You took a deep breath, summoning the courage to reveal your secret. "Niki, I've had feelings for you for a long time. Even before this marriage was arranged."

Niki's eyes widened in surprise, and he stared at you in disbelief. "You...you've liked me all this time?"

You nodded, feeling a mix of vulnerability and relief. "Yes, but I never thought you'd feel the same way, so I tried to keep it hidden."

Niki's expression shifted from shock to realization, and a warm smile graced his lips. "Y/N, you have no idea how much this means to me. I've fallen for you too. I'm so glad you told me."

Tears welled up in your eyes, and Niki gently wiped them away with his thumb. In that moment, the weight of unspoken emotions lifted, and the connection between you deepened. You had both discovered that sometimes, love can emerge from unexpected circumstances, and that the most profound relationships can be found where you least expect them.

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rosie-rosem · 10 months

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tweeting hearts !

masterlist !

❥ pairing: nonidol!sunghoon x fem!reader

❥ genre: fluff, angst, smau, friends to lovers

❥ summary: y/n is a "funny" girl who loves keeping people updated on twitter! She has a huge crush on sunghoon and secretly tweets about him too. will sunghoon ever feel the same way?

❥ featuring: all enhypen members, yunjin and eunchae from le sserafim & jiung from p1harmony.

❥ schedule: I will be trying to update every week! (however many times a week)

❥ warnings mentions of food, manipulation (not by sunghoon), toxic ex, bad humor, crying, panic attack, grammar mistakes, let me know if I'm forgetting any! NONE OF THE IMAGES (OF PEOPLE) ARE MINE!

❥ taglist: just drop an ask to be added.

❥ start: july 6, 2023 | end: tbd

profiles: the girls | the boys

1 > what's happening?

2 > younglings?!?

3 > worried

4 > seriously??

5 > beef with chaemi

6 > i only meow for you

7 > sugar mommy

8 > shy era?

9 > awkward

10 > the view

11 > CONFESS?!

12 > naur way

13 > noona saranghaeyo (w/ written)

14 > i promise

15 > even the word corny is corny

16 > night love

17 > ex's, trios and children

18 > baby fever

19 > drop the deets.

20 > sunghoonie r u shy?

21 > shut up (w/ written)

22 > answer

23 > you’re okay (w/ written)

24 > pretty

+more

a/n: I'm attempting a smau! ik it'll probably suck but I wanted to give it a try because it seemed fun!

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rosie-rosem · 6 months

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tweeting hearts!

18 > baby fever

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a/n: :000000 no words.

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rosie-rosem · 11 months

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let me in?

❥ pairing: nonidol!coldclassmate!jungwon x bubbly!fem!reader

❥ genre: angst, fluff, highschool!au, unrequited love > requited love

❥ summary: jungwon... the cold-hearted boy at your school who doesn't care about anyone and is just pure cold. no one has been able to make him soft hearted that is, until you, (maybe) a transfer student. will you manage to steal his cold heart?

❥ warnings: mention of food, mention of being ignored, grammar mistakes, not proofread!!!, let me know if I forgot something!

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WC: 2k

A/N: hi! sorry for getting this out like way later than I thought I would! :( I meant to finish it up earlier in the week, but I kept getting caught up with things. sorry bout that! anyways, I really hope you enjoy this won fic, although his character isn't very accurate, I still hope you enjoy! <3

"Hi Jungwon!" You walk up to him. He turned to look at you coldly "what do you want?" He replied. "Why so cold" You scolded teasingly. "I just wanted to say Hi." You smiled.

"Well don't. You annoy me" He pushed you away with his cold and indifferent attitude. "Tch, fine then. I’ll be back though!" You gave another smile. He turned back to his phone ignoring you as though you didn't even exist.

You sighed. "Just wait Jungwon, I’m determined to persue you!" You whispered to yourself and smiled in confidence.

Eventually, it was Lunch time "Hey Jungwon!" You say, sitting at his table. He gives no response, his earbuds were in, blocking any sort of noise from his surroundings. He was reading something on his phone and seemed too busy to notice you in the slightest.

You tap the table in front of him to get his attention. "whatchya doing?" You ask. He sighed and took out his earbuds. "What?" He had the most bored and annoyed tone in his voice. "What are you doing?" You repeated, tilting your head with a smile*

"Reading?" He responded sarcastically. "Do you have nothing to do? You annoy me, go away." He put his earbuds back in trying to read in peace.

"This might be harder than i thought." You said to yourself, sighing.

The boy looked up from his phone again, clearly getting more annoyed by the minute just by seeing you. "You're really testing my patience here. Why don't you just shut up and leave me alone?" He spoke.

"Hey, that’s not very nice!" You said teasingly, still trying to keep up a good mood. "I don't care whether it's nice or not, I just want to be left alone, is that too much to ask?" He snapped back in a tone which showed that he was losing more patience.

You sighed before giving a little sad smile. "Okay…see you around Jungwon!" You waved as you left. "No, please don't see me again." He said before putting his earbuds back in and started reading again, not paying any attention to you whatsoever.

"Tch." You bit your lip at his response. "What do I do…" You sighed once more before leaving him alone after realizing you were really bothering his reading.

Eventually class and the period ended, your classmates began to leave the classroom and Jungwon stood up, putting his books and phone away in his backpack.

You walked up to Jungwon. "that was an interesting lesson wasn’t it?" You spoke out. He Jumped back slightly, startled by your sudden presence. He sighed and rolled his eyes giving you a look of wondering what you wanted. "Yeah it was great..." He said, being sarcastic. He clearly just wanted to be left alone.

You laughed at his sarcasm. "I can't believe you think I'm funny" He said in an annoyed tone still, you got under his skin with that laugh. "oh, we’ll yeah…" You replied.

"Whatever" He started walking to his next class, putting in his earbuds once again. He wasn't interested in talking to anyone and certainly didn't want anyone to talk to him, so he did what came easily to him, he pushed everyone away and tried to ignore their existence. You sighed, slightly frowning.

Later that day, at home, you were laying on your bed and were talking to your older sister. "Eonni, what do I do, the boy I like seems to want no interest in me what’s so ever, but I really like him…" You pouted at the reoccurring thought.

Your sister thinks to herself for a moment. "You've got to give him a dose of his own medicine, fight him with his own tactics." She speaks. "What do you mean by that? You ask, sitting up.

"Well, you know how cold and apathetic he is? You need to be cold towards him, try ignoring him and pushing him away." She explains, hoping to help you. You bit your lip before smiling. yeah, okay! I’ll try that. thanks, Eonni!" you say, "Good luck" she said, smiling back at you..

The next day at school.

Jungwon was walking down the hallways when he felt someone push past him, turning to look at who it was, he could see that it was you and you were now standing there staring right at him. "What? you. you're walking in my way." You said coldly to him.

"What do you want? Can't you just leave me alone?" He grumbled, annoyed at your sudden appearance once again. You just rolled my eyes before continuing to walk past him.

Jungwon rolled his eyes, you had finally got the point, he had thought you were never going to shut up and leave him alone but finally, it had happened. He breathed a sigh of relief and kept on walking, going to his next class.

You sighed. "Is it working?" You thought.

He seemed less irritated, and he was leaving you alone like you asked, so it must have been. But was this tactic the right move to take?

Jungwon continued on with his day. Walking through the halls, going to his classes, not even acknowledging anyone's existence. He was minding his own business, and no one should bother him as far as he was concerned.

You were eating your lunch peacefully, alone.

He came into the cafeteria, looking for a place to sit by himself so he can eat in peace. He walked around a bit, looking for any empty table. Unfortunately, all the tables in the cafeteria are filled, which means he has to sit next to a stranger. He sighed with a bit of annoyances, and then he saw it, you were sitting alone at a table, he decides that sitting near your is the best option he has.

Suddenly Jungwon sat across from you, and you felt shocked but kept your cool in front of him. You just looked at him quickly before continuing eating your food. He stared at you with his cold, piercing gaze and then started eating his own food.

"What?" He asked, annoyed. It was clear that he didn't like that he had to sit across fromyou, but it wasn't like he had any other choice.

You ignored his question and just kept eating, not looking at him again. He was very annoyed and wanted to say something, he just knew he shouldn't.

He finished his food quickly and put his dishes in the basket that was on top of the table. He put his trash in the bin and then started walking out of the cafeteria. Not even acknowledging your existence once, ignoring anything and everything about you, but he was still a little bit irritated by the he had to sit across from you.

You pouted. "Nothing's working" you said to yourself.

The next day

Jungwon was sitting at his desk in his homeroom class, not paying attention to the teacher or his classmates. Just looking at his phone and thinking about nothing in particular.

You sat by the window, letting the cool breeze blow on your face. but you soon got quite sleepy and began dozing off.

He soon noticed you out of the corner of his eye, your head resting against the glass of the window seat. You seemed to be asleep. He just let out a small sigh. "How annoying..." He muttered under his breath, annoyed that someone was once again bothering him.

You slept peacefully, until you felt a presence near...

"Y/N!" The teacher yelled your name, causing you to wake up but also causing your fellows classmates heads to turn towards you.

Jungwon watched this, his expression blank and emotionless as usual but he was definitely annoyed. He rolled his eyes at the annoyance.

Meanwhile, everyone started talking amongst themselves and laughing. He turned his music up slightly, trying to drown out the noise around him.

"Will you please pay attention? this isn’t time for you to nap!" The teacher scolded. You bowed in apologies.

Jungwon shook his head and sighed. He continued to listen to music as the teacher lectured the rest of the class on how they need to focus.

You tapped Jungwons shoulder. "What are you listening to?" You whispered while smiling to him. He jumped slightly, startled by the sudden touch on his shoulder, he took out his ear buds from his ears and looked you. "How can anyone be so loud?" He mumbled in annoyance, putting his ear buds back in and turning away from you.

You sighed. "my bad…" You pouted as you turned my attention back to the teacher.

You could tell by his cold expression that he was annoyed at you. It really isn't good to bother someone who just wants to be left alone. He was fed up with people constantly bothering him. He wanted to be left alone and the only person who bothered him today was you, and now he's very close to having the urge to push you away. But he didn't because he doesn't want to be that rude.

He sat back, still not looking at you, and continued to ignore your existence as he listened to his music. You also decided to ignore him the rest of the day, not wanting to deal with his cold attitude*

A week later, you gave him a bit of time to cool off. So, you finally decided it was time to confess your feelings to him.

He was walking to his next class, heading down the hallway when he heard a voice behind him call out to him. He rolled his eyes and turned around, only to see you. You seemed nervous but also excited, he could tell that something important was coming up.

"What, now?" He said, he was annoyed but not showing any emotions. He was fed up, he just wanted to be left alone, why was it so hard for you to get that?

"I just wanted to tell you something..." You looked up at him with a soft, shy smile. "Oh really?" He said in a slightly mocking tone, clearly not very interested in your conversation but he still raised an eyebrow but looked down at you, waiting to hear what this "something" was.

You bit your lip in nervousness. "I like you…" You confessed.

Jungwon stared at you for a moment, his expression confused. He seemed to be processing your confession, his cold exterior making it difficult to gauge his true feelings. Finally, he let out a sigh and ran a hand through his hair. "You like me?" he repeated, his voice devoid of any emotion. "Why?"

You took a deep breath, gathering your courage. "I don't know. There's just something about you that intrigues me. I see past your cold exterior, Jungwon. I believe there's more to you than what meets the eye." you explained.

His gaze softened slightly, though he tried to hide it. "You think you can change me or something?" He asked with a bit of a harsh yet confused tone.

You shook your head. "No, that's not what I mean. I just want to understand you, to be there for you if you'll let me. I want to know the real you." You say

Jungwon's eyes flickered with a mixture of curiosity and skepticism. He remained silent for a while, contemplating your words. Finally, he spoke, his voice quieter this time. "You're persistent, I'll give you that. But I'm not an easy person to be around. I've been hurt before, and I've built these walls to protect myself." He says.

"I understand," you replied softly. "But everyone deserves a chance at happiness, Jungwon. Including you." You gave a smile.

He looked at you, his guarded expression slowly softening. "You don't give up, do you?" He asked. You smiled warmly. "Not when it comes to something or someone I truly believe in." You let out a soft giggle in responce.

Jungwon let out a small chuckle, a genuine glimmer of amusement crossing his face. "You're something else, L/n Y/n." He says.

You took a step closer, closing the distance between you. "So, will you give me a chance, Jungwon? Will you let me in?" You ask. He stared into your eyes, the coldness replaced by a hint of vulnerability. After a moment of silence, he nodded slowly. "Fine. I'll give you a chance. But don't expect it to be easy."

You nodded back, determination shining in your eyes. "I wouldn't want it any other way." You gave a bright smile.

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Well, Thats it. I really hope you enjoyed! Also, thanks for the love on my other posts! <333

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rosie-rosem · 9 months

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Hey, hope you’re doing well! can i request a Jake fic where reader gets a call from Jake while she’s at uni telling her to pick him up because he’s feeling sick (maybe he has food poisoning or something) and she drops everything to be there for him and take care of him for the rest of the day? 🥲🥰

here for you

❥ pairing: boyfriend!jake x girlfriend!fem!reader

❥ genre: sick partner, fluff, comfort

❥ summary: you've been super busy with your university finals, but when jake calls you and tells you he needs your help, you don't hesitate to drop everything for him.

❥ warnings: mention of food poisoning, sickness, grammar mistakes, let me know if i've missed something.

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WC: 900

A/N: hii, yeah, I'm doing good, thanks! I love getting requests, and I really hope this is what you wanted! I would love feedback :)

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You were engrossed in your university lecture, scribbling down notes as your professor passionately talked about the book the class was reading. Your phone, tucked away in your bag, vibrated softly, but you paid it no mind. It was just another notification, probably from a group chat or a social media update. Little did you know that simple vibration would change the course of your day.

As the lecture came to an end and students shuffled out of the classroom, you finally glanced at your phone. You saw several missed calls and messages from Jake, your boyfriend. Frowning in concern, you dialed his number immediately.

"Hey, what's going on?" you asked, your heart skipping a beat at the tone of his voice.

"Hey, love," Jake's voice sounded weak and strained. "I'm not feeling well. I think I might have food poisoning or something. Could you come pick me up? I don't think I can make it back home alone."

Your worry escalated. You had seen Jake through thick and thin, and this was no different. "Of course, I'll be there right away. Where are you?"

Jake provided you with the address, and you didn't waste any time. You packed up your belongings in a hurry, briefly explaining the situation to your friends before dashing out of the lecture hall. Your heart raced as you hailed a taxi and directed the driver to Jake's location.

When you arrived, you found Jake sitting on a bench outside a convenience store, looking pale and miserable. His normally vibrant aura looked everything but it, and his skin was slightly clammy. Your heart ached at the sight.

"Hey there," you whispered softly, wrapping your arms around him in a gentle hug.

"Hey," Jake managed a weak smile. "Thanks for coming."

"Of course, silly, I'm always here for you," you replied, concern lacing your voice. "Let's get you home."

With your arm around his waist, you guided Jake to the waiting taxi and settled him inside. You gave the driver your address and then focused your attention on Jake.

As the taxi pulled away from the convenience store, you took Jake's hand in yours, your thumb rubbing soothing circles over his knuckles. "How are you feeling?"

Jake sighed, leaning his head back against the seat. "Honestly, not great. My stomach's in knots, and I feel nauseous. I think it's food poisoning or something, but it feels like a flu."

Your heart went out to him. You couldn't stand seeing him in pain. "We'll get you home, and I'll take care of you, okay?"

Jake managed a small nod, his eyes closing momentarily. You continued to hold his hand, your mind racing with concern and thoughts of what you could do to help him feel better.

When you arrived at your shared apartment, you paid the driver and helped Jake out of the taxi. You guided him up the stairs, supporting his weight as you reached your room. You eased him onto the bed, tucking him under the covers.

"Stay here, babe. I'll be right back with some water and a few essentials," you said, your voice soothing.

You quickly gathered a glass of water, a damp washcloth, and some crackers before returning to Jake's side. You placed the items on his nightstand and sat down beside him, concern etched across your features.

"Here, drink some water," you said, holding the glass to Jake's lips. He sipped slowly; his grateful gaze fixed on you.

"Thank you," he whispered.

You dipped the washcloth in cool water and gently pressed it to his forehead. "How about I get you some crackers to snack on? It might help settle your stomach."

Jake nodded weakly, and you carefully tore open a pack of crackers. You handed him a few, watching as he took hesitant bites.

Over the next few hours, you remained by Jake's side, tending to his needs and offering comfort. As he leaned over the toilet, you gently rubbed his back as he threw up. You whispered soothing words, promising that everything would be alright.

As the day wore on, your care and attention began to take effect. Jake's color returned, and he started to regain some of his energy. You had managed to make some plain rice for him, and you shared a quiet meal together.

"Thank you, love," Jake said, his voice still weak but filled with gratitude. "I don't know what I would have done without you today."

You smiled softly, reaching out to take his hand. "That's what partners are for, Jake. I'm here to take care of you, no matter what."

As evening approached, Jake's condition had improved enough for him to sit up and engage in a bit of light conversation. You shared stories of your day at university, trying to distract him from his discomfort.

Eventually, fatigue began to set in, and his eyelids grew heavy. You helped him settle back into bed, pulling the covers up to his shoulders.

"Rest up, Jake. I'll be right here if you need anything," you said, brushing a strand of hair away from his forehead.

His hand found yours, his grip gentle yet reassuring. "I love you, Y/N."

Your heart swelled with warmth. "I love you too, Jake. Now get some rest, and we'll tackle whatever comes our way together."

With a final smile, you stayed by Jake's side, your presence comforting, as he drifted off into a peaceful sleep. In that moment, your love and devotion were stronger than ever, proving that even in the midst of challenges, you would always be there for each other.

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