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i need an engene bestie and a bestie fr bec none of my irl besties ans my texts😭 who wants to be my fren🤓

I think this is fate because I literally was on here to find a sunghoon fic because he’s messing with my mind and living rent free in my head and your post was the first thing I saw. So bestie, let’s talk: park sunghoon

omw dm me😭 i have sm to say

i need an engene bf PLS someone hmu damn😔 we need to simp over psh together 😔

hey, i need help finding a series. it was of heeseung,it was abt his parents wanting him to get married and hes like rich, and she was working where he played golf and he told her to fake marry him or smth but they acc fall in love?

₊ ⊹☼ #FAD6A5 Orange ☼⊹ ₊ ──────────────────── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ─────────────────── ₊ ₊ ⊹☼ Pairing: Heeseung x reader ₊ ⊹☼ Synopsis: Your professor asks you to create a new selection of paintings based off what colours mean to you and how they are represented in your view. The first colour: orange ₊ ⊹☼ Genre: College au, soulmate au, artist reader, colourblind reader ₊ ⊹☼ Word count: 992 ₊ ⊹☼ Warnings: Small mention of hook-ups ₊ ⊹☼ A/N: Okay first proper chapter, working my way slowly into it ₊ ⊹☼ Previous ☼⊹ ₊ ₊ ⊹☼ Masterlist ☼⊹ ₊ ₊ ⊹☼ Next ☼⊹ ₊ ──────────────────── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ───────────────────

University was becoming more stressful with each project piling up creating what felt like a never ending list. You had been working on your most recent art piece, a collage which depicted smaller sketches from throughout your week now delicately inked onto canvas. The black dripping down and staining the path in its wake, creating strong themes of connection and bonds. It was one of your favourite works so far and you were pleased that your seat mate, Sunoo, seemed to agree with that fact as he had become incredibly interested in watching the way you left strokes with your brush.

Maybe, that’s why it felt even more shocking for your professor to ask you to stay after class finished, so he could give you some extra feedback.

“While I can see you’re a very talented artist y/n, you’re too linear and set in your ways. I want to see the passion and emotion flourish. Showcase your feelings and life onto the canvas and make something unique. I want to see you succeed and you can’t keep going forward like this. You know what though, I’ll set you an extra task, starting next week, I want you to create a small painting collection depicting individual colours and what they mean to you.”

“But Miss, I can’t-”

“I’m very much aware of your circumstances, however, that is why I feel this task is even more important. Yes, you don’t view the world the same way as everyone else. So what? I see how your classmates depict colours every day through the clothes they wear, the paints they use, the make-up they display. Hell, your seatmate Mr Kim has bright pink hair as way to express himself, but you don’t. I think that’s what makes it even more important to show how things appear to you. I’ll be waiting.”

After returning back to your dorm and greeting the roommates, you hadn’t been able to stop thinking about it all. Sitting in front of your canvas didn’t seem to help as you had no idea where to start or even the tools to do. You had never bothered with colours in the past, so why start now? However, Miss Kang was leaving no room for argument, expecting to see the results in the near future.

That room started to feel suffocating and you just needed to be some place else, so as the light outside began to dim you made the trek up the stairs to the rooftop, where you sat down on the lone bench facing the rest of the city. You weren’t sure how long you had been up there when the door slammed open and a slightly tipsy boy stumbled out and plonked himself down next to you.

“Hi”, he said with this blinding and slightly wonky smile on his face.

You mumbled a “hi” back before facing back towards the cityscape where the sun had begone to set behind the buildings and bustling roads. You knew if you focused on his face for too long you would want to sketch it, he was that type of pretty and you couldn’t help sneaking a few peaks back as he rested his eyes for a moment.

You knew who he was, being a friend of Sunoo’s, as the two shared a lunch table often with their 5 other friends, all of who had managed to cause some sort of stir in the times they had been here.

Lee Heeseung.

He was a good guy from what the rumours said, although an unfortunate track records of hook ups alongside his fellow friends in their 3rd year. Maybe that’s why you decided to ask, because you were both so different in personality. Him being confident, courageous and just overall unafraid of being himself and what attention he may receive as a result, while you shied away and tried to fade into the background as much as possible. So with the previous conversation with your teacher on your mind, you asked him “what do the colours express to you?”

You didn’t really expect him to answer so let it hang in the air before turning back to the view.

He seemed to startle at the question like he hadn’t been expecting you to talk to him honestly, and took a moment to collect himself before pausing to think. Unexpectedly enough he did answer you though.

“I guess that depends on which one your talking about, take this sunset though. The soft orange that dominates the skies suggest to me an idea of adventures to come. That the day is coming to a close and the night will soon take over allowing both those that slumber and those that stay awake to each take refuge in the privacy of the night. It can be the warmth that comforts you in moments like these when you want to wrap up in bundles of sweaters and coats to go out with friends or the roar of a fire burning in your ears as you become pissed off.” He seemed to take a minute to breathe there after sharing before attempting to play it all off like a joke, “or you know an orange?”

It was only a few minutes at most, but it felt like something had shifted between the two of you, like you had seen something he wasn’t ready to share yet. You didn’t even know if he knew your name, yet a moment now tied you two together; both equally unsure and contemplating how to move further forwards.

In the end, you decided it best to leave him alone with his thoughts, retreating back down to your dorm, and once more staring at the blank canvas in front of you. This time though, the sparks of an ember were there and you painted long into the night before settling down to sleep as the sun rose and a vivid orange for new beginnings set the scene.

₊ ⊹☼ Prologue - #808080 Grey ☼⊹ ₊ ──────────────────── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ─────────────────── ₊ ₊ ⊹☼ Pairing: Heeseung x reader ₊ ⊹☼ Synopsis: An introduction to reader's life growing up in grey-scale and how they found their love for art ₊ ⊹☼ Genre: College au, soulmate au, artist reader, colourblind reader ₊ ⊹☼ Word count: 506 ₊ ⊹☼ Warnings: Mentions of death, connotations to self-harm and slight bullying. (Take care to put yourself first) ₊ ⊹☼ A/N: I'll probably post a little explanation of how the soulmate system works in this au, but it does take a backseat for a while to focus on other aspects. ₊ ⊹☼ Masterlist ☼⊹ ₊ ₊ ⊹☼ Next ☼⊹ ₊ ──────────────────── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ───────────────────

A greyscale world was all you had ever known, there was no vivid pops of colour, just the dulcet hues of light and dark. A sort of smoky look that made the whole world blend into one another and seem to go on for miles and miles. It wasn’t something you minded at first, not knowing any better as a young child, it was like living in an old-fashioned movie and you loved to take pleasure in the soft hues of some of the classics. It was comforting to know everyone could see them the same as you. The pictures moving across the screen and painting stories of romance and life. The slow dance of the decade done in the late foggy night.

However, things change and as you grew up the simple greys changed from clouds to storms and the fog that once encompassed your very being started to suffocate you. Breath didn’t come easily during those years. Things were different and you were different.

It became obvious in the ways whispers followed you around the corridors of school, with fingers pointing at your back and commenting on how unlucky you must be. How maybe you’ll even be so unlucky that you wouldn’t even be able to spot your soulmate link due to your condition.

Because that’s what it was to them, a condition. Achromatopsia. The diagnosis didn’t come as a shock to you but the aftermath scared you more than some word. It was something that left you isolated and alone as others finally had a reason for their hatred. They were so afraid that your unluckiness might somehow rub off on them too.

The greys no longer were slow dancing and fog, but instead were the storm clouds that accompanied your evening walks. The times where the blood dripping down your arms mixed with the pouring rain, leaving in your wake puddles of dismay. The grey of the silver blades that were your closest friend, accompanying your journey and the smoke that left you with one less parent, and sleepless nights.

The smoke that slipped through your fingertips and left behind ashes.

The months afterwards left you confused and more alone than ever, feeling for once like your vision almost reflected how you felt. Numb. You hadn’t been living freely for a while, but those days surviving felt almost impossible.

Solace ended up being found in a place you weren’t expecting at first. An empty sketchbook given by your therapist, where you inked out your monotone dreams and nightmares. It contained it all: the films, the slow dances, the whispers, the stares, the nights, the smoke, the fear, the smoke, the rage, the smoke…

But art allowed you to let go of it all, you could almost pick out these scenes in your brain and place them down to forget about for a while. You weren’t forgetting it all, you never would, but instead letting go became an easier process than before. The once ash covered fingertips made way for charcoal dusted hands.

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Synopsis; Growing up seeing the world in only greyscale hadn't been exactly easy and now your art professor is requesting you incorporate a new palette of colours into your work. How will you find a way to determine what each hue means to you and how to appropriately represent each when you can't see them in the first place?

Pairing: Heeseung x reader

Genre: College au, soulmate au, fluff, some angst

Characters: Enhypen members

Warnings: Mentions of past death & wounds, connotations to self-harm, hatred towards soulmate bonds (to be added as more emerge)

Start: 06/03/23

Status: Ongoing

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Written

₊ ⊹☼ Prologue - #808080 Grey ₊ ⊹☼ #FAD6A5 Orange

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KEY ☾☼ (f) - fluff ☾☼ (a) - angst ☾☼ (c) - comfort ☾☼ (so) - soulmate au ☾☼ (fm) - first meeting

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Enhypen

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Oneshots Jay ☼ The Gig (f) (fm) - 1.02k

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Series Masterlists Heeseung ☼ To Build a Palette (f) (a) (so)

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Seventeen

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Oneshots Jun ☼ Bringing the sun and stars (f) (fm) - 1.27k The8/Minghao ☼ Forget-me-not (f) (a) - 1.67k

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₊ ⊹☼ THE GIG ☼⊹ ₊ ──────────────────── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ─────────────────── ₊ ⊹☼ Pairing: Jay x reader ₊ ⊹☼ Synopsis: Reader was invited by their friend to the gig, who just so happens to be the band's stylist, and manages to make eye contact with the electric guitar player. ₊ ⊹☼ Genre: Band au, basement gig, snarky characters ₊ ⊹☼ Word count: 1,023 ₊ ⊹☼ Warnings: None that I can think of ₊ ⊹☼ A/N: This is my first time writing fanfiction and honestly it's not amazing, but I'm here to learn and practice so oh well ╮(︶▽︶)╭ ──────────────────── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ─────────────────── Maybe it was the constant talk about relationships and the expectation that you were meant to fall in love someday that resulted in the overthinking you were doing right now or maybe it was the constant force feeding of romance that media shoves down everyone’s throats; either way it resulted in those words spewing out of your mouth before you could even stop yourself.

“They’re really hot,” you mentioned, “the one playing the electric guitar on stage. He’s got that effortlessly attractive look about them, like you know they don’t even need to try to achieve it.”

Leaning back against the sidewall you were standing against, you surveyed the crowded basement room that was lit up with red LEDs, almost like a warning sign trying to alert you to change your mind before it was too late. You didn’t pay much attention to them then, but reflecting back now on that night you wish you had taken it as a sign and ran away as you were now too far gone.

You hadn’t lied though and from the looks of the crowd surrounding the old makeshift stage you weren’t the only one who had noticed it as well. Both girls and boys alike were swarming and batting their eyes at each member of the band. Honestly it made you want to puke a little with how love sick everyone seemed. He was attractive though with his bleach blond hair and a simple yet somehow sophisticated look.

Even though he had managed to catch your eye, you definitely weren’t looking for anything, mainly mentioning it to have something in common with the girls you had been talking too. Love had never been your forte, never feeling much in relation to anybody, so sometimes you would lie. You would use pretty words spoken in a sweet tone as a way to weaponize love when moments like these came about. Making the topic into a double edged sword piercing both sides of the conversation equally. Pretending to have crushes on strangers allowed you the safety net that came as a result of never seeing them ever again. You can fake being upset until the girls successfully get off your back and then you’re free from romance and couples until the cycle inevitably has to start again another time. How no-one has noticed at all shocks you but hey, you weren’t going to attract attention to your little scheme for no reason.

The tipsy girls that were keeping you company started to giggle a little more than they would usually though, and that’s when you mentally clocked back into the scene and noticed those eyes on you. Honestly, fate seemed to be a little too cliché at that point as your eyes met. Unlike the stories though, there was no fireworks or tunnel vision, you weren’t the protagonist in some romance novel, where this would be the moment that you noticed one another for the first time. In your opinion, you suited the sidekick character a lot better, being able to provide the witty commentary and call out the others on their bullshit when things started to become too much.

You certainly weren’t here for love like any of the other potential hook ups waiting to happen in the crowd that were swooning up close, instead coming to support your younger friend who had managed to become a stylist for the band somehow. You had plans to hang out together after the night ended and he got the ticket free as a bonus. Niki had always been good at fashion, but you were happy he was finally being taken seriously after some past experiences. You weren’t looking to fight anymore pissed-off strangers who got upset after he commented on their outfits, although it was unlikely those would be the last times even with his new gig.

Finally, guitar boy as you had dubbed him in your head moved his eyes off you, and the set came to a close. While the others moved outside with the swarm, trying to catch the band members when they head out, you stayed put waiting for Niki to come find you.

You were never the most patient person in the world and when 20 minutes later he still hadn’t emerged from the backstage, you were tempted to storm in without a care. Before you could move and potentially get thrown out, guitar boy entered to pack up some of the sound equipment. He noticed you at the same time you did and again the two of you locked eyes.

“Fans were meant to have left 20 minutes ago,” he snarked as he made his way to you.

“Who said anything about being a fan,” you shot back, “I’m waiting for Niki actually.”

“Oh? And how do you know him?”

“Not that it’s any of your business but we grew up together, and we’re meant to have plans to hang out this evening so he better get a move on before I leave his ass here and just go home.”

Somehow the tension seemed to be rising between the two of you, and you hadn’t realised how close you both had gotten until the creak of the stage door alerted the two of you to the situation at hand. He took a sharp step back before anyone could potentially notice and finally, Niki stumbled through with his bags, running up to you in a daze ranting about whatever topic that his hyperactive mind was focusing on right then. “Ahh y/n sorry for the wait, we can go now.” As he almost skipped up towards the exit, he seemed to clock that you weren’t alone and casted a look over his shoulder shouting “Bye Jay, hope you didn’t give them too much of a hard time”.

You grabbed some of his stuff that he dumped for you to take and slowly made your own way up the dimly lit staircase, however, before leaving you turned around one final time to see guitar boy, now known to be Jay, watching you with a somewhat intense gaze and then the doors swung shut behind you.

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chef’s kiss💪💪💪

enhypen recs (updated : 04/02/22)

▪️how enhypen breaks your heart by @envirae

▪️how enhypen fall out of love by @envirae

enhypen hyung line

▪no nut november (smau) by @jayflrt

🎪lee heeseung

▪️promise you’ll stay by @angelhoon

▪️traitor by @chaeryybomb

▪️heather by @wonwoosh

▪️dichotomy by @yeoforce

▪️spur in the moment by @hoonhrt

▪️unexpected by @c9pids

▪open sesame by @maiverie

🎪park jongseong

▪️carousel by @bloomingjungwon

▪️[3:59 pm] - part of the lilac series by @wonvelvet

▪️[2:05 am] by @emeraldenha

🎪sim jaeyun

▪️maybe we could be together by @ddeonuism

▪️the sky, it falls by @dazumis

▪️yours, truly by @simjyun

🎪park sunghoon

▪️happy for a while by @wonvelvet

▪️the hurt that you give by @jeontaeil

▪️[11:25 pm] by @wonwoosh

🎪kim sunoo

▪️about that… by @en-amours

🎪yang jungwon

▪️[1 :30 pm] by @junhyukiscute

▪️high school love alarm by @en-ternity

▪️crepuscule (jungwon ver.) by @rosesbxrry

🎪nishimura riki

▪️Iets fall in love for the night by @aceseungg

▪️leaving tonight (pt.1) by @enhyqenn

▪️the beach (leaving tonight pt. 2) by @enhyqenn

a/n : I own none of the works listed here, nor have I written any of them. these are just some of my favorite fics on here. the relavent authors are tagged next to their respective fics. if any of the tagged authors are uncomfortable with me listing their works here,, please feel free to message me and tell me and I’ll take it down :)

It Was Never Just Fun

part two

part three

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࿐ ࿔:･ﾟPairing: fwb!riki x female!reader

࿐ ࿔:･ﾟGenre: angst

࿐ ࿔:･ﾟWarnings: curse words

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The music inside the party was deafening, the bass rattling through y/n’s chest as she weaved through the crowd. It smelled like expensive perfume and alcohol, bodies pressed together in the dimly lit room, but she didn’t care about any of it. Not when her eyes were locked on him.

Riki was leaning against the bar, laughing at something a girl whispered in his ear. She was close—too close—her manicured nails tracing along the sleeve of his jacket like she had every right to be there. And the worst part? He wasn’t stopping her.

Y/n felt her stomach twist, a sick, ugly feeling clawing at her insides. She didn’t move, didn’t say anything. She just stood there, watching, feeling like an idiot for expecting anything different.

She should have left. Should have turned around and walked right out of the party like none of this mattered. But instead, she grabbed a drink off the nearest table and downed it in one go, ignoring the burn in her throat. She needed something—anything—to drown out the anger rising in her chest.

Because this wasn’t supposed to hurt.

They weren’t supposed to be like this.

They were just messing around—no strings, no feelings. That was the deal. That was what Riki wanted.

So why the fuck did it feel like she was suffocating?

She didn’t wait for him to notice her before she turned on her heel and stormed outside, the cold air slapping her in the face as she stepped onto the empty street.

She shouldn’t care. She shouldn’t care. She shouldn’t care.

But she did.

And she hated herself for it.

y/n was halfway down the sidewalk when she heard footsteps behind her, heavy and hurried.

“Y/n—”

She clenched her jaw, her steps quickening. “Don’t.”

“Y/n, stop.”

His voice was sharp, cutting through the night like a knife. She let out a bitter laugh but stopped anyway, turning to face him.

Riki stood there, breathing hard, his jaw tight. He looked frustrated—maybe even angry. Like she was the problem. Like she was the one making things complicated.

“What the fuck was that?” he demanded.

She let out a harsh laugh. “Are you seriously asking me that right now?”

“Yes, I am.” His voice was lower now, more serious. “You just disappeared. You could’ve at least told me—”

“Told you what, Riki?” she snapped, cutting him off. “That I was sick of standing there, watching you flirt with someone else like I don’t even fucking exist?”

His expression flickered, something unreadable passing through his eyes. “It wasn’t like that.”

“Oh, fuck off,” she spat. “It’s always like that. Every single time.”

Riki dragged a hand through his hair, exhaling sharply. “y/n, you knew what this was.”

She laughed again, but this time, it was empty. “Right. No feelings, no expectations. Just fucking and pretending like it means nothing.” She took a step closer, her voice lowering. “But here’s the thing, Riki—I can’t do it anymore. I can’t keep acting like I don’t care when I do. I can’t keep pretending I’m okay with being just another girl you push aside when you get bored.”

His eyes darkened. “That’s not what this is.”

“Then what is it?” she challenged.

He opened his mouth, then closed it.

And that was the problem, wasn’t it?

Riki felt something. She knew he did. It was in the way he kissed her when no one was looking, the way he always pulled her back in after every argument, the way he always found her in a crowded room like he couldn’t help himself.

But he would never say it.

Because if he admitted it, then it would be real. And if it was real, then he couldn’t just walk away when it got too much.

“Say it,” she pushed, her voice trembling now. “Say you don’t feel anything for me, and I’ll walk away right now.”

He stared at her, his chest rising and falling, his hands clenched into fists like he was fighting some invisible war.

Seconds passed. Then more.

And then he shook his head. “You don’t get it.”

“No, you don’t get it,” she shot back. “You’re scared. You’re so fucking scared of actually feeling something that you’d rather push me away than admit it.”

His jaw tightened, but he didn’t deny it.

And that was all the confirmation she needed.

y/n exhaled, taking a step back. Her heart felt like it was being ripped apart, but she forced herself to meet his gaze one last time.

“I can’t be the only one fighting for this, Riki.” Her voice was barely above a whisper now. “If you don’t want me, just say it. Say it so I can stop fucking hurting like this.”

Silence.

His lips parted like he wanted to say something—anything—but nothing came out.

Y/n nodded to herself, swallowing the lump in her throat. “That’s what I thought.”

She turned around and started walking, ignoring the way her vision blurred, ignoring the way her chest ached.

She kept waiting for him to stop her.

But he didn’t.

And that hurt more than anything else ever could.

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masterlist

Idk if I like thisss but I already have part two done so just lmk if you guys want it!!

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☁︎･ﾟ The Mist Thickens, Pulling You In…Step Deeper Into The Archive ⋆｡°·☁︎

☁︎･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･☁︎

RIKI MASTERLIST ↴

A Quiet Night In

Just Us, Just Love

The Breaking Point

Unspoken Desires

It Was Never Just Fun

It Was Never Just Fun (2)

It Was Never Just Fun (3)

First Meeting

It Was Never Just Fun (three)

part one

part two

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࿐ ࿔:･ﾟPairing: fwb!rikix female!reader

࿐ ࿔:･ﾟGenre: angst, suggestive

࿐ ࿔:･ﾟWarnings: curse words

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riki had never known silence could be this loud.

The kind that rings in your ears. Sits heavy on your chest. Makes you realize just how fucking empty everything feels without the person you love.

And y/n?

She had been his silence for a month now.

No texts. No calls. No second chances.

And the worst part? He knew he had no one to blame but himself.

y/n never thought she’d get over riki.

She thought the ache of missing him would sit in her chest forever, that the ghost of his touch would always linger on her skin.

But then, one day, she woke up, and it didn’t hurt as much.

And that terrified her.

Because it meant she was finally letting go.

And deep down, she didn’t want to.

She just needed a reason to hold on.

But riki never knew how to give her one.

So she forced herself to move on.

Or at least, she tried.

riki didn’t hesitate this time.

Didn’t overthink. Didn’t run. Didn’t let fear keep him from doing the one thing he should’ve done a long time ago.

He showed up at her door, heart pounding, hands clammy, breath shaky.

And then—

He knocked.

Nothing.

He knocked again.

And this time—

The door opened.

y/n stood there, hair messy from sleep, wearing the hoodie he had left at her place months ago.

And fuck, he had never missed someone more.

She blinked at him, slow and unreadable. “riki?”

His throat tightened. “Hey.”

A beat of silence.

Then she exhaled, crossing her arms. “What are you doing here?”

He swallowed hard. “I need to talk to you.”

She stared at him for a long moment. Then—

“riki, don’t—”

“No,” he cut in, voice cracking. “Just—please let me say this.”

She went quiet.

So he took a breath and said everything.

“I fucked up, y/n. I know that. I knew that even before you left. But I was scared. Scared of ruining things. Scared of not being enough for you. Scared of what it would mean if I let myself love you.”

Her breath hitched.

But he wasn’t done.

“I told myself it was just fun. That I could keep you close without really having you. That I could kiss you, touch you, want you—without giving you the one thing you always deserved.”

His voice broke.

“And I was so fucking wrong.”

y/n’s eyes were glossy now, lips slightly parted.

But she still didn’t say anything.

So he took a step closer.

“I love you, y/n,” he said, voice raw. “I have for so long, and I don’t want to be scared anymore.”

Silence.

Then—

“You’re an idiot.”

His heart dropped.

But before he could say anything, y/n moved.

Her hands fisted in his hoodie, yanking him down, and suddenly

She was kissing him.

riki froze for half a second before melting into her, his hands cupping her face, his heart hammering against his ribs.

She pulled away first, her forehead resting against his, her fingers still tangled in his hoodie.

“You took way too long to say that,” she muttered.

His lips twitched, breath shaky. “I know.”

She exhaled. “You’re lucky I love you too.”

His eyes burned. “Yeah?” he whispered

She nodded, her voice softer now. “Yeah.”

riki wasn’t sure how long they stood there, breathing the same air, foreheads pressed together, hearts racing.

But it still didn’t feel close enough.

Not after everything. Not after losing her. Not after spending a month trying to pretend he could exist without her.

He wasn’t running anymore.

So he kissed her again.

Slower this time.

Less desperate. More sure

y/n didn’t hesitate, she melted into him, her hands still curled into his hoodie, pulling him closer.

His fingers ghosted over her waist before gripping her hips, anchoring himself to her. His heartbeat was wild, erratic, but for the first time in weeks his mind wasn’t loud.

It was just her.

The way she sighed against his lips, the way her fingers traced the back of his neck, the way she kissed him like she had been waiting for this too.

She pulled away just enough to whisper “I hate you.”

His lips barely brushed against hers as he murmured, “No, you don’t.”

Her hands slipped under his hoodie, nails dragging lightly over his skin. He shivered.

She smirked. “Okay, I wanted to hate you.”

His jaw clenched. “I know.”

Her expression softened. “You really scared me, riki.”

He exhaled sharply, guilt gnawing at his chest. “I know that too.”

She searched his face, eyes flickering between his, as if trying to find something. “And you’re sure?” she asked, voice quieter now. “You’re not just saying this because you miss me?”

He tightened his grip on her waist, shaking his head. “I’m sure.”

She studied him for another long second.

Then—

“Prove it.”

He swallowed hard. “How?”

y/n’s lips parted, but instead of answering, she tugged him inside.

And riki followed without hesitation.

The door barely shut before Naomi was on him again, kissing him harder, more needy this time.

riki groaned against her lips, hands gripping her thighs as he lifted her, letting her legs wrap around his waist.

Her back hit the wall, a soft gasp slipping out, and something about the sound made riki’s head spin.

Because for the first time, this wasn’t about blurred lines or ignoring feelings.

This wasn’t about pretending it was just fun.

This was real. They were real.

And he was never fucking letting her go again.

The next morning, riki woke up before her.

The sun filtered in through the curtains, casting a golden glow on y/ns bare shoulder, she was still sleeping, her face turned into the pillow, her breathing slow and steady.

And riki just looked at her.

Really looked at her.

And for the first time in his life, he wasn’t scared of what came next.

Because he had already made his choice.

And it was her.

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࿐ ࿔:･ﾟPairing: riki x female!reader

࿐ ࿔:･ﾟGenre: fluff🤔

࿐ ࿔:･ﾟWarnings: none

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y/n had met plenty of people in her life but standing outside riki’s family home felt different. This wasn’t some formal introduction or passing interaction. This was his family. The people who raised him, who knew him in ways she didn’t yet, and she wanted them to like her.

riki, of course, found her nerves amusing.

“You know they’re not scary, right?” he teased, hands in his pockets as he leaned closer to her.

y/n shot him a look. “Easy for you to say. You’re already their favorite.”

“I am their son.”

“Exactly, so I have to compete.”

riki rolled his eyes but smirked anyway. Before he could reassure her, the front door swung open, and his mom appeared with a bright smile.

“There you are! y/n, finally, we meet in person,” she said warmly, immediately reaching out to pull y/n into a hug.

y/n stiffened in surprise for only a second before relaxing into it. the hug wasn’t overwhelming—just warm, like an unspoken you’re welcome here.

“It’s really nice to meet you,” y/n said as they pulled apart, offering a genuine smile.

riki’s mom gave her a once-over, still smiling. “Even prettier than I expected. And you carry yourself so well—ah, I love you already.”

y/n felt her face heat up slightly. “That’s really sweet, thank you.”

Before she could say anything else, a small voice interrupted.

“So this is y/n.”

y/n turned her head to see konon leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, eyeing her with a smirk. Unlike misora, who stood beside her with a more neutral expression, konon had the kind of presence that made it clear she was the older sibling.

“I was wondering when riki would finally bring you over.” konon said, pushing off the doorframe and stepping closer.

riki groaned. “Can we not make this weird?”

konon ignored him, instead looking y/n up and down before nodding. “You’re cool. I like you.”

y/n chuckled, feeling some of her nerves fade. “That’s a relief.”

misora, who had been quieter, finally spoke up. “I’m curious about something.”

y/n turned to her. “Yeah?”

misora tilted her head. “How do you handle him?” She pointed at riki.

y/n blinked before bursting into laughter. “Honestly? I just bully him back.”

konon cackled. “That’s the only correct answer.”

riki scoffed. “You guys are sick.”

His mom just smiled fondly. “Come inside. We were just about to have dinner.”

As y/n stepped in, konon threw an arm around her shoulders like they’d known each other forever, already talking about all the embarrassing childhood stories she planned to share. Meanwhile, misora nudged riki.

“She’s cool,” she said simply.

riki, watching y/n laugh as she got effortlessly pulled into their family dynamic, smiled softly.

“Yeah,” he murmured. “I know.”

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It Was Never Just Fun

part two

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࿐ ࿔:･ﾟPairing: fwb!riki x female!reader

࿐ ࿔:･ﾟGenre: angst

࿐ ࿔:･ﾟWarnings: curse words

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The music inside the party was deafening, the bass rattling through y/n’s chest as she weaved through the crowd. It smelled like expensive perfume and alcohol, bodies pressed together in the dimly lit room, but she didn’t care about any of it. Not when her eyes were locked on him.

Riki was leaning against the bar, laughing at something a girl whispered in his ear. She was close—too close—her manicured nails tracing along the sleeve of his jacket like she had every right to be there. And the worst part? He wasn’t stopping her.

Y/n felt her stomach twist, a sick, ugly feeling clawing at her insides. She didn’t move, didn’t say anything. She just stood there, watching, feeling like an idiot for expecting anything different.

She should have left. Should have turned around and walked right out of the party like none of this mattered. But instead, she grabbed a drink off the nearest table and downed it in one go, ignoring the burn in her throat. She needed something—anything—to drown out the anger rising in her chest.

Because this wasn’t supposed to hurt.

They weren’t supposed to be like this.

They were just messing around—no strings, no feelings. That was the deal. That was what Riki wanted.

So why the fuck did it feel like she was suffocating?

She didn’t wait for him to notice her before she turned on her heel and stormed outside, the cold air slapping her in the face as she stepped onto the empty street.

She shouldn’t care. She shouldn’t care. She shouldn’t care.

But she did.

And she hated herself for it.

y/n was halfway down the sidewalk when she heard footsteps behind her, heavy and hurried.

“Y/n—”

She clenched her jaw, her steps quickening. “Don’t.”

“Y/n, stop.”

His voice was sharp, cutting through the night like a knife. She let out a bitter laugh but stopped anyway, turning to face him.

Riki stood there, breathing hard, his jaw tight. He looked frustrated—maybe even angry. Like she was the problem. Like she was the one making things complicated.

“What the fuck was that?” he demanded.

She let out a harsh laugh. “Are you seriously asking me that right now?”

“Yes, I am.” His voice was lower now, more serious. “You just disappeared. You could’ve at least told me—”

“Told you what, Riki?” she snapped, cutting him off. “That I was sick of standing there, watching you flirt with someone else like I don’t even fucking exist?”

His expression flickered, something unreadable passing through his eyes. “It wasn’t like that.”

“Oh, fuck off,” she spat. “It’s always like that. Every single time.”

Riki dragged a hand through his hair, exhaling sharply. “y/n, you knew what this was.”

She laughed again, but this time, it was empty. “Right. No feelings, no expectations. Just fucking and pretending like it means nothing.” She took a step closer, her voice lowering. “But here’s the thing, Riki—I can’t do it anymore. I can’t keep acting like I don’t care when I do. I can’t keep pretending I’m okay with being just another girl you push aside when you get bored.”

His eyes darkened. “That’s not what this is.”

“Then what is it?” she challenged.

He opened his mouth, then closed it.

And that was the problem, wasn’t it?

Riki felt something. She knew he did. It was in the way he kissed her when no one was looking, the way he always pulled her back in after every argument, the way he always found her in a crowded room like he couldn’t help himself.

But he would never say it.

Because if he admitted it, then it would be real. And if it was real, then he couldn’t just walk away when it got too much.

“Say it,” she pushed, her voice trembling now. “Say you don’t feel anything for me, and I’ll walk away right now.”

He stared at her, his chest rising and falling, his hands clenched into fists like he was fighting some invisible war.

Seconds passed. Then more.

And then he shook his head. “You don’t get it.”

“No, you don’t get it,” she shot back. “You’re scared. You’re so fucking scared of actually feeling something that you’d rather push me away than admit it.”

His jaw tightened, but he didn’t deny it.

And that was all the confirmation she needed.

y/n exhaled, taking a step back. Her heart felt like it was being ripped apart, but she forced herself to meet his gaze one last time.

“I can’t be the only one fighting for this, Riki.” Her voice was barely above a whisper now. “If you don’t want me, just say it. Say it so I can stop fucking hurting like this.”

Silence.

His lips parted like he wanted to say something—anything—but nothing came out.

Y/n nodded to herself, swallowing the lump in her throat. “That’s what I thought.”

She turned around and started walking, ignoring the way her vision blurred, ignoring the way her chest ached.

She kept waiting for him to stop her.

But he didn’t.

And that hurt more than anything else ever could.

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It Was Never Just Fun (two)

part one.

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࿐ ࿔:･ﾟPairing: fwb!rikix female!reader

࿐ ࿔:･ﾟGenre: angst

࿐ ࿔:･ﾟWarnings: curse words

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Riki didn’t go back inside the party. He couldn’t.

Not when his mind was still stuck on the way y/n had looked at him—like she was done, like she was finally slipping through his fingers, and he had no one to blame but himself.

He stood there on the sidewalk long after she left, staring at the empty street, fists clenched at his sides. His whole body felt tense, like he was seconds away from breaking something.

She wanted him to say it.

To admit it.

But how the fuck was he supposed to say something that terrified him?

riki had never been good at feelings. He didn’t do relationships. Didn’t do commitment. It was easier not to care, to keep things simple.

But y/n wasn’t simple, She never had been.

And now, she was gone.

The thought alone made his stomach sink.

He pulled his phone out, fingers hovering over her contact. He wanted to text her—say something, anything to fix this. But what the fuck was he supposed to say?

“Sorry for being emotionally unavailable?”

“Sorry for acting like you didn’t mean something when you fucking do?”

He scoffed, shoving his phone back into his pocket. He had no right to text her. No right to chase after her when he was the one who pushed her away.

But that didn’t stop him from wanting to.

y/n was still wide awake when her phone buzzed at 2 a.m.

She knew who it was before she even looked.

Riki.

She stared at the screen for a long moment, her chest tightening. She wanted to ignore it. She should ignore it.

But she didn’t.

Riki: Are you home?

Her fingers hovered over the keyboard. Her first instinct was to leave him on read. Let him wonder. Let him feel even an ounce of what she felt tonight.

But she hated that she still cared.

y/n: Why do you care?

Three dots appeared. Then disappeared. Then came back again.

Riki: Just answer the goddamn question.

She exhaled sharply, rolling onto her back, staring up at the ceiling. He wasn’t even trying to be subtle. He wanted to know she was safe, but he couldn’t just say that.

y/n: Yeah, I’m home.

She expected him to leave it at that. Maybe even say good. But instead—

Riki: Open the door.

Her breath caught.

She sat up so fast she got dizzy, eyes widening at the message. He’s here?

y/n hesitated for half a second before throwing the covers off and heading for the door. When she swung it open, Riki was standing there, hood up, hands shoved into his pockets, looking every bit as reckless and conflicted as she felt.

She crossed her arms. “What the hell are you doing here?”

He exhaled, dragging a hand down his face. “I don’t know.”

“Bullshit.”

His jaw clenched. “I just—I couldn’t—” He let out a frustrated sigh. “I didn’t want to leave it like that.”

She laughed dryly. “So what? You’re here to apologize?”

Riki looked at her, and something in his gaze made her stomach twist. “I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing, y/n. I just know I couldn’t sleep knowing you were pissed at me.”

She shook her head, swallowing the lump in her throat. “You don’t get to do this, Riki. You don’t get to act like you care but refuse to actually say it.”

His expression hardened. “You think this is easy for me?”

“Yes!” she snapped. “Because you get to have it both ways. You get to keep me close enough when you need me but push me away when it gets too fucking real.”

He flinched, and for the first time, she saw it—fear. Not anger. Not frustration. Just pure, unfiltered fear in his eyes.

She softened. Just a little.

“Why are you so scared of me?” she asked, voice quieter now.

He looked away, jaw tight. “I’m not.”

“Yes, you are,” she insisted. “You’re scared of us. Of what this could be. And you’d rather destroy it before it even happens than admit that you actually—”

“Don’t,” he cut her off, voice strained.

She sucked in a breath. “Don’t what?”

“Don’t fucking say it.”

“Say what?” she pressed. “That you care?”

He exhaled sharply, like the word itself was suffocating him.

y/n let out a humorless laugh. “You know what’s funny? You’ve already lost me, riki. And you still can’t say it.”

Silence.

Just his heavy breathing, her pounding heart, and the tension so thick she felt like she might choke on it.

She took a slow step back. “Go home, riki.”

His jaw clenched, hands twitching at his sides, like he wanted to reach for her but didn’t know how.

He didn’t move.

Neither did she.

Until finally, she took another step back and shut the door in his face.

And this time, he let her.

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It Was Never Just Fun (two)

part one.

part three.

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࿐ ࿔:･ﾟPairing: fwb!rikix female!reader

࿐ ࿔:･ﾟGenre: angst

࿐ ࿔:･ﾟWarnings: curse words

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Riki didn’t go back inside the party. He couldn’t.

Not when his mind was still stuck on the way y/n had looked at him—like she was done, like she was finally slipping through his fingers, and he had no one to blame but himself.

He stood there on the sidewalk long after she left, staring at the empty street, fists clenched at his sides. His whole body felt tense, like he was seconds away from breaking something.

She wanted him to say it.

To admit it.

But how the fuck was he supposed to say something that terrified him?

riki had never been good at feelings. He didn’t do relationships. Didn’t do commitment. It was easier not to care, to keep things simple.

But y/n wasn’t simple, She never had been.

And now, she was gone.

The thought alone made his stomach sink.

He pulled his phone out, fingers hovering over her contact. He wanted to text her—say something, anything to fix this. But what the fuck was he supposed to say?

“Sorry for being emotionally unavailable?”

“Sorry for acting like you didn’t mean something when you fucking do?”

He scoffed, shoving his phone back into his pocket. He had no right to text her. No right to chase after her when he was the one who pushed her away.

But that didn’t stop him from wanting to.

y/n was still wide awake when her phone buzzed at 2 a.m.

She knew who it was before she even looked.

Riki.

She stared at the screen for a long moment, her chest tightening. She wanted to ignore it. She should ignore it.

But she didn’t.

Riki: Are you home?

Her fingers hovered over the keyboard. Her first instinct was to leave him on read. Let him wonder. Let him feel even an ounce of what she felt tonight.

But she hated that she still cared.

y/n: Why do you care?

Three dots appeared. Then disappeared. Then came back again.

Riki: Just answer the goddamn question.

She exhaled sharply, rolling onto her back, staring up at the ceiling. He wasn’t even trying to be subtle. He wanted to know she was safe, but he couldn’t just say that.

y/n: Yeah, I’m home.

She expected him to leave it at that. Maybe even say good. But instead—

Riki: Open the door.

Her breath caught.

She sat up so fast she got dizzy, eyes widening at the message. He’s here?

y/n hesitated for half a second before throwing the covers off and heading for the door. When she swung it open, Riki was standing there, hood up, hands shoved into his pockets, looking every bit as reckless and conflicted as she felt.

She crossed her arms. “What the hell are you doing here?”

He exhaled, dragging a hand down his face. “I don’t know.”

“Bullshit.”

His jaw clenched. “I just—I couldn’t—” He let out a frustrated sigh. “I didn’t want to leave it like that.”

She laughed dryly. “So what? You’re here to apologize?”

Riki looked at her, and something in his gaze made her stomach twist. “I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing, y/n. I just know I couldn’t sleep knowing you were pissed at me.”

She shook her head, swallowing the lump in her throat. “You don’t get to do this, Riki. You don’t get to act like you care but refuse to actually say it.”

His expression hardened. “You think this is easy for me?”

“Yes!” she snapped. “Because you get to have it both ways. You get to keep me close enough when you need me but push me away when it gets too fucking real.”

He flinched, and for the first time, she saw it—fear. Not anger. Not frustration. Just pure, unfiltered fear in his eyes.

She softened. Just a little.

“Why are you so scared of me?” she asked, voice quieter now.

He looked away, jaw tight. “I’m not.”

“Yes, you are,” she insisted. “You’re scared of us. Of what this could be. And you’d rather destroy it before it even happens than admit that you actually—”

“Don’t,” he cut her off, voice strained.

She sucked in a breath. “Don’t what?”

“Don’t fucking say it.”

“Say what?” she pressed. “That you care?”

He exhaled sharply, like the word itself was suffocating him.

y/n let out a humorless laugh. “You know what’s funny? You’ve already lost me, riki. And you still can’t say it.”

Silence.

Just his heavy breathing, her pounding heart, and the tension so thick she felt like she might choke on it.

She took a slow step back. “Go home, riki.”

His jaw clenched, hands twitching at his sides, like he wanted to reach for her but didn’t know how.

He didn’t move.

Neither did she.

Until finally, she took another step back and shut the door in his face.

And this time, he let her.

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It Was Never Just Fun

part two

part three

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࿐ ࿔:･ﾟPairing: fwb!riki x female!reader

࿐ ࿔:･ﾟGenre: angst

࿐ ࿔:･ﾟWarnings: curse words

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The music inside the party was deafening, the bass rattling through y/n’s chest as she weaved through the crowd. It smelled like expensive perfume and alcohol, bodies pressed together in the dimly lit room, but she didn’t care about any of it. Not when her eyes were locked on him.

Riki was leaning against the bar, laughing at something a girl whispered in his ear. She was close—too close—her manicured nails tracing along the sleeve of his jacket like she had every right to be there. And the worst part? He wasn’t stopping her.

Y/n felt her stomach twist, a sick, ugly feeling clawing at her insides. She didn’t move, didn’t say anything. She just stood there, watching, feeling like an idiot for expecting anything different.

She should have left. Should have turned around and walked right out of the party like none of this mattered. But instead, she grabbed a drink off the nearest table and downed it in one go, ignoring the burn in her throat. She needed something—anything—to drown out the anger rising in her chest.

Because this wasn’t supposed to hurt.

They weren’t supposed to be like this.

They were just messing around—no strings, no feelings. That was the deal. That was what Riki wanted.

So why the fuck did it feel like she was suffocating?

She didn’t wait for him to notice her before she turned on her heel and stormed outside, the cold air slapping her in the face as she stepped onto the empty street.

She shouldn’t care. She shouldn’t care. She shouldn’t care.

But she did.

And she hated herself for it.

y/n was halfway down the sidewalk when she heard footsteps behind her, heavy and hurried.

“Y/n—”

She clenched her jaw, her steps quickening. “Don’t.”

“Y/n, stop.”

His voice was sharp, cutting through the night like a knife. She let out a bitter laugh but stopped anyway, turning to face him.

Riki stood there, breathing hard, his jaw tight. He looked frustrated—maybe even angry. Like she was the problem. Like she was the one making things complicated.

“What the fuck was that?” he demanded.

She let out a harsh laugh. “Are you seriously asking me that right now?”

“Yes, I am.” His voice was lower now, more serious. “You just disappeared. You could’ve at least told me—”

“Told you what, Riki?” she snapped, cutting him off. “That I was sick of standing there, watching you flirt with someone else like I don’t even fucking exist?”

His expression flickered, something unreadable passing through his eyes. “It wasn’t like that.”

“Oh, fuck off,” she spat. “It’s always like that. Every single time.”

Riki dragged a hand through his hair, exhaling sharply. “y/n, you knew what this was.”

She laughed again, but this time, it was empty. “Right. No feelings, no expectations. Just fucking and pretending like it means nothing.” She took a step closer, her voice lowering. “But here’s the thing, Riki—I can’t do it anymore. I can’t keep acting like I don’t care when I do. I can’t keep pretending I’m okay with being just another girl you push aside when you get bored.”

His eyes darkened. “That’s not what this is.”

“Then what is it?” she challenged.

He opened his mouth, then closed it.

And that was the problem, wasn’t it?

Riki felt something. She knew he did. It was in the way he kissed her when no one was looking, the way he always pulled her back in after every argument, the way he always found her in a crowded room like he couldn’t help himself.

But he would never say it.

Because if he admitted it, then it would be real. And if it was real, then he couldn’t just walk away when it got too much.

“Say it,” she pushed, her voice trembling now. “Say you don’t feel anything for me, and I’ll walk away right now.”

He stared at her, his chest rising and falling, his hands clenched into fists like he was fighting some invisible war.

Seconds passed. Then more.

And then he shook his head. “You don’t get it.”

“No, you don’t get it,” she shot back. “You’re scared. You’re so fucking scared of actually feeling something that you’d rather push me away than admit it.”

His jaw tightened, but he didn’t deny it.

And that was all the confirmation she needed.

y/n exhaled, taking a step back. Her heart felt like it was being ripped apart, but she forced herself to meet his gaze one last time.

“I can’t be the only one fighting for this, Riki.” Her voice was barely above a whisper now. “If you don’t want me, just say it. Say it so I can stop fucking hurting like this.”

Silence.

His lips parted like he wanted to say something—anything—but nothing came out.

Y/n nodded to herself, swallowing the lump in her throat. “That’s what I thought.”

She turned around and started walking, ignoring the way her vision blurred, ignoring the way her chest ached.

She kept waiting for him to stop her.

But he didn’t.

And that hurt more than anything else ever could.

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A Quiet Night In

Just Us, Just Love

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Unspoken Desires

It Was Never Just Fun

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First Meeting

Sweetest Contrast

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Drenched

pairing; jake x gn!reader

genre ; pure fluff

warnings; none

summary ; you woke jake up on a rainy night to make memories.

"Bro, jake, dude, if you don't wake up I'll hit you with this flip flop" you whispered at his ear and shook him a little, making him wake up, his eyes opening slowly, tying to adjust to the room's lighting, given that you had switched on the light to wake him up.

"Y/n, we've been together long enough for you to call me dude or bro" he hugged you, pulling you towards his chest, trying to make you lay and sleep. "Jake, it's raining outside, you know," you started hesitantly, trying to tell him the idea that blessed your thoughts at fricking 3 am, "I was wondering,,, if you'd like to go outside and, have some, um, fine in the rain?"

Suddenly his eyes popped open and he stared at you as if you were a genius, or as if you had just said the stupidest thing ever. "I have no problem, honestly, I've never had fun in the rain" he said, making it sound a little like a question but his expression softened one he saw the huge smile that was plastered on your face.

He sat up and put on a huge hoodie, over his silk pajama button up shirt and wore a pair off socks before grabbing his slippers, waiting for you to come out of the bathroom so you could go outside. He checked outside his window to see if it was still raining, and let me tell you, it was raining raining. There weren't even thunders, however the rain was heavy.

He closed the window when he heard the bathroom's door open and your figure getting out. You were beautiful. Sure there might have been bags under your eyes because of the lack of sleep and you were wearing a hoodie of his, along with your long pajama pants and a pair of boots but in his eyes you were just beautiful.

"Jake you're staring" you said and puckered your lips to make fun of him and he quickly turned his face to the side, it still struck him how, even after the time you started dating, you still looked as beautiful as ever to him. "Also, please tell me that you won't be going out in the fricking rain with your slippers on" you stated and he looked at you, eyes wide, looking dumbfounded.

"Should I not? I'm even wearing socks?!" he stated the obvious, his multi-colored socks peeking through. "Jake you're going to ruin them, grab your boots instead" you suggested, returning to the bathroom to grab his boots. "Thank you y/n~" he said melodically and stared at you.

As soon as he put on both his boots, you grabbed his hand and ran to your front door. Jake made sure to grab a pair of keys before you exited the house and shut the door behind you.

The rain was heavy, but you didn't really care, there weren't many cars around and the streets were empty, so you started jumping around in puddles outside your house, already feeling the rain damping your clothes. Jake was looking at you with a soft concerned look, soon after shrugging his shoulders and joining you in jumping around.

"Y/n, do you want to dance?" he suggested while coming close to you and pulling you in a soft hug. "I would love to, Jake".

He smiled and it was like your world lit up, even if it was 3 or 4 in the morning, you hadn't kept track of time and honestly, you wanted to stop the time and enjoy this moment forever. "Great!" he said excitedly and took his phone out, you were a bit weirded put because you hadn't saw him take it with him and literally, why would he take his expensive phone out in the rain?!

You noticed that he was typing something and a minute later, you heard "Singing in th Rain" by Gene Kelly playing from his phone.

"Relatable " you stated and you both started laughing, he bowed and extended his arm out, "Dear y/n, would you be kind enough to give me this dance?" he said and you blushed a little, your boyfriend seeming way too much charming with his hair drenched, "Oh I don't see a reason to refuse, mr jake" you responded and placed your hand on his, him placing his other hand on your waist, as you started dancing around your garden and you were sure that your neighbor was staring at you, wondering what was going on. The song ended but you didn't really care, you were still dancing with Jake even if there wasn't any song to dance to. Your dancing came to a stop as you were both drenched and your clothes were stuck on you, even your socks were damp, your hair dripping. He lowered his head do that your foreheads were touching and you looked into each other's eyes, you were both mesmerized by each other. He kissed your lips, his lips were soft and a little chapped. Your lips were moving in perfect sinc and his hand was still on your waist and the other one was on you cheek, both of your hands resting on his waist.

You broke the kiss to get some air and hugged, just enjoying the moment and saving the memories you were making.

"Oh you lovebirds, get inside, you're drenched and you'll surely wake up with a cold tomorrow!!" your neighbor was heard and you started laughing while making your way inside your house.

"Thank you for caring miss!!" you yelled after her and she laughed too.

Oh what beautiful memories.

but what if

you write a scenario where Jay gets his girlfriend all these gifts and his girlfriend is like babe you don’t have to, like just because you’re rich doesn’t mean you have to spoil me. but he doesn’t listen. and so reader gets frustrated a little bit, just because she wants him to know that she’s not using him for her money, like other girls have.

if that makes sense lmaoo

Definitely Not Broke

pairing ; college student!jay x college student!female!reader

genre ; fluff with some angst in it

warnings ; curse words lol

summary ; every person knew two things about park jongseong. he was rich and he had a girlfriend which he loved. but is money the solution to everything?

pls this is literally so late,,, sorry!!

You opened the door to your bedroom, a glittery box sitting on your desk quickly catching your attention.

Not another one.

It was your fourth present from jay this week and let me tell you, none of the other three gifts were cheap.

You took the delicate box in your palms and carefully opened it, revealing a ring, as you got it out of the box you immediately recognized yours and jay's initials, carved on the inside part of the ring.

You let out a sigh after admiring the ring for some time, wondering why on earth he was getting you gifts almost every day. You opened a calendar you had placed in a box under your bed and took notes of today's gift. It wasn't that you were unappreciative of the gift, you were feeling a mix of emotions, slight anger, a bit of sadness and on top of that you felt confused.

After some time of you laying on your bed, watching tv and opening the ring's box to admire it every now and then passed, you heard the door of your appartment open and close silently.

You guessed it was jay, his heavy footsteps could easily be recognized and the footsteps were becoming louder so you guessed that he was coming towards your room.

Now is the time. You thought.

You had thought countless times about telling him to stop buying you expensive gifts and confronting him about it but you never felt enough brave to do it. However now you had finally the courage to tell him and you weren't going to lose your chance.

"how were classes today love?" he asked as he placed his bag on the floor and came towards your bed.

"they were fine, not that tiring, you came later than me though, is everything fine?" you asked, your facing forming into that of a confused face.

"yeah, I was just planning something with hersung and jake" he said and turned to look in your eyes

"listen jay, I want to talk with you about something"

"what is it y/n? did I do anything wrong?" he asked suddenly looking worried

"no it was just, something that bothered me", you paused trying to find some kind of emotion in his eyes, his expression softening after you told him there wasn't anything wrong, "why do you get me these expensive gifts all the time jay?"

He laughed. He deadass laughed.

"I'm being completely serious right now jongseong" you said looking at him straight in the eye, him shifting awkwardly in his position when he heard you calling him by his full name. You never called him by his full name.

"Why, y/n, don't you like them?"

"Jay no one said I didn't like them, I have actually kept all of them but you being rich doesn't mean that you have to spoil me and give me gifts everyday" he looked away after the last part of your sentence. He sat up from your bed and hugged you, then he just picked his bag up from the floor and left your room. That kind of behavior was weird coming from him. He would usually sit with you, cuddle and solve the problem you had but him leaving without saying anything was totally unexpected.

You heard him close your front door with a loud thud and you ran to check out of the window, seeing him enter his expensive car and just staying inside his car.

Honk, it was heard from outside your window and you looked out to see your boyfriend hitting his car's steering wheel with his,,, head.

Two minutes passed and you saw him start his car, leaving your place after taking his anger out. You decided that it was enough for today, you seriously were in no mood to fight jay, you just wanted him to know that you didn't want his money, but him.

You headed towards your bed, when your door bell was heard, you let out a groan, as you didn't really want to see anyone, let alone the guy standing outside of your front door. Of course it would be him, jake shim, jay's best friend and his only friend you were close to. You knew most of his friends hung with him because he had money but surely enough, jake was his only true friend.

"What is it jake?" you inquired, you were sure he wouldn't be here because he suddenly wanted to see you.

"Are you and jay alright? He wouldn't answer any of my calls and he only answered me once, saying that he is a coward who messed up and he wanted me to check on you" he said quickly, you swore that if he spoke more quickly you wouldn't have understood anything, he was in the college's debate team, after all.

"I guess I'm alright now but jay could have been less of an ass actually, I wanted to tell him to stop giving me presents but he thought that I didn't like them and then he got up, hugged me and left" you said, wiping two tears that dared to escape your eyes. It was your first ever fight, you didn't really know how to handle these situations and you seriously didn't want to put the blame on any of you.

"Oh so that's why he sounded stressed. Look, y/n, jay has a huge past with giving gifts to his past girlfriends, all of them knew he was rich so that's why they accepted him being their boyfriend, they would ask for presents all the time and the moment they didn't like a gift, they would break up with him because he couldn't offer them much. But that's all bullshit, it somehow made jay develop attachment issues, so when he started liking you so much, he wanted to do everything to get you to stay with him." he said, letting out a loud sigh and staring at you, " it's not bad that you confronted him about it, but he probably thinks that you don't really want him now." he said and started to leave your appartment, stopping, however, when you yelled his name. "Please tell jay to pass by my house tomorrow, I really want to talk with him." you said and saw him nod his head yes, so you closed your door and headed bad to your room so you could finally get some rest because you were both mentally and physically tired.

--------------->♡timeskip♡<---------------

Your close passed by quickly which was surprising. You headed back to your appartment, unlocking your front door and taking your shoes off as soon as you opened and closed your door. You made your way to your kitchen to grad an apple, noticing another box on your kitchen table. Not again. You were actually frustrated. This was his way to fix everything? G I F t S?!?! You opened it and saw a red rose as soon as you took the box's lid off. A necklace with a heart pendant was playing under the rose and a letter which you understood it was jay by the handwriting.

"Sorry, I'm sincerely sorry as I'm writing this letter, my behavior was honestly not the best yesterday but I couldn't really take in what you told me properly, I'm sorry you're also receiving my apology like this, from a letter I mean, and that I'm not standing in front of you apologising, jake told me that you wanted to talk to me so I'll be passing by later so that we can set this matter,

Sincerely your beloved,

Park Jongseong"

The letter read. You teared up but made sure to wipe the tears as the door bell was heard and you were sure it was him. You went to the door after you sniffled a little and opened the door to come face to face with who you called the love of your life.

"Hey"

"Hi jay" you said and made way for him to come inside your apartment.

"Listen, I'm sorry about yesterday, honestly, I didn't really want to talk about the gifts topic as it really is a sensitive topic to me" he admitted, looking at the floor, lifting his eyes only when he finished his sentence.

"Jay, jake told me about your gifts and I want to help you understand that whether you get me gifts or not, I'll be with you" you said, staring right into his eyes, him lifting his arms and coming towards you to hug you, almost squeezing the air out of your lungs. "Does that mean that you'll be with me and I can get you gifts?"

"Jay please don't get me any more gifts, I have nowhere to put them and I cant have fourty necklaces on me everytime I go out" you let out a sigh once you finished and you heard jay chuckle.

"Shall we watch a movie then?" he said enthusiastically and waited for your response.

"Once I put the rose in a cup of water we can do whatever we like" you responded pointing towards the rose, which was left on the kitchen's counter.

You were feeling better, you and your boyfriend were alright again and you hoped that he would never again feel like he should give you anything because he wants to prove that he is worthy of being your boyfriend because sincerely, you loved him.

Hello!! I read all your works in a nightㅠㅠ can i req sunoo x y/n where they have a indoor date? Like sunoo coming over and doing all fluff couple things?

wait, this is actually so nice, it rlly made my day!! Hope you like this!! <3

Blanket Forts

pairing ; bf! sunoo x gn! reader

genre ; fluff

warnings ; food

summary ; it's your 5 month anniversary with your boyfriend sunoo but instead of going out in the summer heat, you stayed inside and made sure your day was great

I also, added a small song recommendation, I was listening to this song while writing this so you can play it too while reading!!

I'm kinda insecure about this, idk if this is close to what you wanted, but I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! <3

this is my longest work, omg

Suddenly your phone beeped.

You open your phone and immediately saw you had a text from your boyfriend.

bestboysunoo 11 min. ago

Can I come over??

bestboysunoo 9 min. ago

Pls, the heat outside is too much for me

Didn't you two have a date scheduled for today tho??

lovelyy/n 23 sec. ago

Don't we have a date for our 5 months together, today?

bestboysunoo 11 sec. ago

Yeah but can we have the date at your house pls? That's why I texted you luv.

lovelyy/n 1 sec. ago

okay, but bring snacks sun, pls :) <3

At least you had could stay away from the heat. As you set your phone down on your coffee table you sat up and made your way to the kitchen. You quickly started cooking something for the two of you to eat for dinner.

Time seemed to fly by quickly because you were already finished with the food and went to get your phone from the table you left it on, just to see if sunoo had messaged you.

You were surprised to say the least when your phone was bombarded with messages, not only from sunoo but also from you other friends, jungwon and niki. You pressed on the notifications and opened jungwon's message first. It was a photo of sunoo in front of a mirror, which he captioned with, "pls he is so whipped for you" with some laughing emojis next to the sentence. Next, it was niki's message, it was a photo, no two photos of sunoo in a supermarket, him looking immersed in to buying some chips, niki then sent you, "he even dragged us to the supermarket to help hin choose the best snacks and drinks pls :')"

You found yourself smiling widely, happy with how organized your boyfriend wanted to be for the important date ahead of you two. Lastly, you opened sunoo's message. It was him saying that he wanted to build a blanket fort so he'll bring his favorite blanket, and than he's bringing lots of snacks. Your smile widened, dAMN ARE YOU TWO WHIPPED FOR EACH OTHER.

And then, it hit you.

It was the first ever time you would build, or make, a blanket fort. Yes, that was the lamest thing ever. You quickly searched up on youtube for any guides or videos that could help you prepare for the make of a blanket fort.

After wasting half an hour watching different videos, you only knew one thing, you needed lots and by lots I meant LOTS of blankets. With that information in mind, you went to your room and opened the part of your closet where you had all the blankets and bed sheets. To say that your room was now a bit of a mess was an understatement. However, you had successfully pulled out seven huGE blankets and was trying to move them to your living room when the door bell rang.

Oh snAP!!

"IM COMING!!" you yelled, as you threw all the blankets you were holding, on your couch and ran to open the door.

"hey angel!!" sunoo almost screamed when you opened the door, picking you up while laughing and spinning you around. You were truly happy.

"sunoo I swear, put me down!!" you hit his back playfully and once he heard your voice, he put you down and simply pulled you in a hug. That's when you noticed it. There were bAGS, literally three bags filled to the top with snacks, his school bag (?), and a red bag with a golden ribbon on it.

"sunoo why did you bring all of this??"

"y/n, you know I love you right? it's not our 5 month anniversary every month honey"

"please I love you so much" you said and gave him a light kiss on his lips. Many people would call you naive. Saying you live someone you've met a year ago and been in a relationship for five months. You knew you would be characterized as naive, however, sunoo gave you the warm and comfort that is hard to find, he made your heart fuzzy and filled you with love, you though your eyes had turned into hearts. He made every place you went to together feel like home.

You broke of your hug and helped sunoo get the bags he was carrying inside when you got hit by a boomerang again.

"hey sunoo, there's something I think I should tell you"

"hm?" he turned to you, looking concerned "what is it y/n?" he looked kind of upset?

"well, I might not know how to build a blanket fort" you said looking at him, weirded out when you saw him break into a fit of laughter.

"I swear that you got me worried there for a second, y/n"

"what do you mean? aren't I lame for not knowing how to make a blanket fort?"

"I mean, knowing how to make one, isn't that important, really" he started, you didn't know where he was going with this but the next thing he said made your mood lift up with too much ease.

"do you want to help me with the fort so I can also teach you how to make one!!"

At that moment you were filled with joy and excitement, you grabbed sunoo's hand and pulled him to your living room with you, where he saw all your blankets on the floor and on the couch.

"are those enough sunoo?" you turned to him and saw him smiling widely and looking down at you, his eyes forming into crescents from his smile.

"yes they are angel" he responded while smiling, the pet name was not necessary and a little cringy but it had stuck to him from your first month of dating so you let him call you that.

You quickly got down to business, sunoo gathered some chairs and a broom from your cleaning closet. You went into your room again in order to get your pillows so you can put them in the fort once it was ready. You sat on your bed and thought about how cute sunoo was and how lucky you both were to be with each other. However, you didn't know for how long you were in the room until you heard sunoo scream from the living room.

"y/n are you aliVE?!"

"I'M COMING SUN" you screamed back and quickly got out of the bedroom with your pillows in hand. You were surprised however, when you saw most of the space in your living room taken, by a big pillow fort.

"wait, sunoo you made it all alone?!?!"

"I practically yelled at you but you didn't answer the first three times, hence why I asked if you're alive, love"

"sorry I didn't help you and left you one sunoo" you said, feeling kind of guilty that you didn't help him, but he pulled you in bear hug, telling that it was completely okay that you didn't help him.

When he broke the hug, you got your pillows again, entering the fort and placing the pillows in different spots inside the fort. You also made sure to bring two blankets inside the fort so you and sunoo could be kept warm if the a/c made the room too cold.

"hey, y/n, I'll go wear my pjs, be right back" he said and a slight blush appeared on his face and then he left, the bathroom being his only destination.

You found the chance to change while you were in your room so there wasn't any need for you to change into your pajamas. You sat up to leave the tent and go grab some of the fairy lights you had kept in your room, quickly running to your room to get them. Once you had got the lights, you got some clips to hang them inside the fort, making it a little more cozy than it already was.

You heard the bathroom's door open.l, sunoo stepped out of the bathroom wearing a pair of navy blue pjs, with white stripes and some cute little teddy bears on them. Cute. You might have been starting to stare for too long, as he caught your eyes and that slight blush from before reappeared on his face.

You held his hand and tiptoed, giving him a gentle kiss and then took him to your fort. Once you both stepped inside you opened your fairy lights, and turned the a/c on so that the room y wasn't too hot.

"shall we watch a movie?" you asked as you brought your laptop inside the fort and he nodded his head, "how about a disney movie?" he suggested and immediately your eyes started to light up from the excitement. "well, how about beauty & the beast?" you suggested, it was one of your all time favorites and it was also the first movie you saw with him.

"yesyesyes" he whispered and made a little victory dance, and then he hugged you.

You searched up for the movie on one of the sites you usually went to when you looked for movies and immediately found beauty and the beast.

You were halfway into the movie when your eyes were starting to get heavy, you turned your head to sunoo, he was looking at you too and you felt like time had stopped. The sound from the movie was blurred out and you forgot about your surroundings when his hands reached to your cheeks and pulled you in for a kiss. It was light, you held each other as if you were so fragile, you could break any minute. Sunoo's lips had the taste of your favorite jellies and they felt like feathers.

You broke the kiss for some air and then stared into each other's orbs, you had found the warmth you sought in each other and it was the best feeling ever. You shared a goofy smile and turned again to the screen where the movie was playing.

You were about to fall asleep when sunoo closed the laptop and left it outside the fort

"it's late and you're about to sleep, y/n" he said sounding sleepy himself. He lied down and pulled his blanket over him and he patted the space next to him, softly holding your hand and letting you lay beside him. He engulfed you in a hug and gave you another smile while closing the fairy lights. It was really dark inside the fort now and you felt him shift his body and his breath fanning against your neck. You shifted your body so you could face him and heard him mumble, "you know I love you right, y/n?" he asked quietly, "yeah, I know, I love you too and I'm always here for you, I hope you'll always remember this".

"Oh, I'll make sure to always remember it", he said and gave you one last smile, before closing his eyes and dozing off to dream land.

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

RULES

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You can request multiple times!!

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You can request any number from 1-20!!

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There aren't many prompts here mainly bc it's the first time I'm doing this and I'm kinda just testing it out!!

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒!!

dancing under the stars or kissing in the rain

a character sleeping with a stuffed animal that their lover won for them at the amusement park

the two characters  tossing coins in a well and making wishes.

playing on the swings at a small playground that nobody goes to anymore.

"if it makes you feel better, I'll let you tell everyone that you won against me"

"it's cute that you tried to protect me and all but aren't you like, a foot shorter than me?"

"I am waY too sober for this"

"I can't stop looking at your mouth. And I'm not even saying this in a weird way, you got a cute mouth!!"

the two characters lying in bed together, suddenly, person a sneezes so loudly and scares person b, making them fall of the bed

"are you seriously going to let me live after that?!?"

person a and person b playing on the swings at a small playground that nobody goes to anymore.

"Can you send me a picture? I want to prove to all of my friends that angels really do exist."

"To be honest, I just wanted a chance to look at the stars with you."

person a helping person b undress after being injured

person b applying make up on person a

person a being affectionate even though they usually aren't

person a trying to get something on their computer to work. While they’re getting frustrated and flipping out, person b is sitting nearby cracking up.

The characters picking flowers and making bouquets for eachother

the characters owning a shop (what kind of shop is up to you!!)

person a and person b trying to hide their relationship. However, it turns out everyone knows they're dating.

ahshshdhsh this is my first time using the ask function in this app and i might as well take this as an opportunity. can you please write about jakey being a hopeless romantic (kinda like f2l thing) wherein they're also classmates and y/n is oblivious af? it would be very much appreciated, thank you~

hi this is a vERY late, I don't know if this is similarto what you wanted, I'm so sorry, but I hope you like it!!

Hoops and Love Letters

pairing ; f2l! basketball player! jake x gn reader

genre ; fluff

warnings ; food

summary ; jake, your best friend since you were children has started making your heart beat fast, little do you know, his is beating just as fast...

"yo jake!"

you were sitting on one of the park's benches with your best friend while eating strawberry flavored ice cream he got for you, when you heard someone call your best friend's name.

"jake!"

it was louder this time, meaning the person calling him was coming closer. Suddenly one of jake's friends, sunghoon, came into view trying to catch his breath while he sat down on the bench between you.

well now that was awkward.

he looked between you two, clueless to the situation you were in and asked,

"did I interrupt anything?"

he asked and to that question, your cheeks reddened as you turned to look at jake, noticing how his cheeks were also light crimson as he opened his mouth to answer his friend's question

"n-no you sure didn't" jake stammered. but jake never stammers?? and you just stood there, a little sad that jake answered sunghoon's question negatively and you just stood there, taken aback by jake's answer and by his stammering.

"it doesn't seem like it tho, anyways, heesung needs you in practice, jay was late and he almost got yelled at" sunghoon started talking without getting a breath, almost as if he was rapping.

you searched jake's face for a reaction and he didn't even look surprised by ths situation going on at the school's gym.

"well, y/n, I'll have to go, sadly, however, ill try to return you your book on saturday on our picnic!" he told you while he got his school bag, from the bench you sat on every day after school, and started walking behind sunghoon to the gym.

"I'll be waiting for my book!" you yelled and screamed, happy that he remembered the poetry book he borrowed from you, two weeks ago. you see, your and jake's bond was something unbreakable, being friends and classmates from a very young age and being lucky enough to be able to continue this friendship till now. you started packing your bag and put the cup from the ice cream in the park's trashcan while going to your house. there really wasn't anyone at home however you prepared your table fully and made yourself lunch. you sat down trying to find a boring enough movie so that you'll be motivated to stop watching it and study or catch a nap.

————————♡timeskip♡———————

it was now 7pm on a friday afternoon and you were currently doing your homework so that you didn't have to do them during the weekend, when your computer started alarming you that there was an incoming skype call by jake. it made you instantly smile and you answered his call watching his face brighten once he saw you had picked up.

"hey"

"hi"

"are you doing homework on a friday night?" he asked, while he looked at me as if I was a weird creature.

"yeah, I don't understand your opposition on me doing my homework on a friday night" you said, the fake offended look on your face made jake laugh and that moment it was like you heard an angel laugh.

"have you prepared anything for our picnic tomorrow?"

oh shIT

you panicked

"I swear to god, y/n y/l/n, did you forget about one of the most important days of the month?" it was his turn to act offended now taking a dramatic pose acting as if he was crying.

you were about to start crying because, hoW. COULD. YOU. FORGET. YOUR PICNIC?!?!

"oH HELL NOH, how could I forget our picnic?!" you stated nervously hoping that he didn't notice the panic on your face when he mentioned the picnic.

"great, I was hoping you remembered about it because, well,,, tomorrow's picnic will be extra special, than just a day on the calendar" he said, he seemed nervous and by his sentence you became nervous too, hoping that something joyful will be behind this "extra special picnic"

"YO Y/N YOU THERE?" he yelled and then proceeded to slap his laptop's screen, just to make sure his computer wasn't the problematical one.

"yeah sorry, my laptop started glitching, see you tomorrow at the park!" you yelled at him and ended the call in a hurry.

you sat up from your desk's chair and walked in front of your mirror

"I now have to go down and prepare for tomorrow's picnic" you said to try and convince yourself to go down and prepare however your plan was interrupted when your phone rang, the name of your other best friend lighting up the screen.

"YANG JUNGWON YOU LITTLE MONSTER" you screamed as you picked up the phone.

" yo y/n what is your proBLEM?!"

"YOU OBVIOUSLY"

"what did I do this time bestie, explain to me please"

"well I was about to go prepare for my monthly picnic with jake but you decided that it was a good idea to call me".

"oooh, jake, the guy that likes you but doesn't know how to tell you"

"plEASE, he doesn't like me, we've been friends for a couple years and he sees me as a good friend"

"ok but like, since yOU like him, why don't you speak to him about it?"

at this point you are heading to the kitchen in order to get ready for tomorrow, since hanging up on jungwon wouldn't happen soon.

"if I tell him I might ruin our friendship, won"

"he likes you too tho, even sunghoon noticed!"

"since when do you hang out with sunghoon?"

"since you were too busy going on dates with jake"

"please, we had study meetings"

"yeah call it whatever you want love"

you tried to respond to jungwon but nothing came out of your mouth so jungwon continued,

"anyways, I'm hanging up so you can prepare for your picnic, by the way, wear those brown corduroy pants I got you for your birthday!!"

"yeah fine, I'll make sure to fill you in on what happened won, good night!"

"night y/n!"

with that you went to prepare some quick snacks for tomorrow and also got some of your favorite jellies from a seven eleven nearby, all because they were also jake's favorite jellies.

———————♡timeskip #2♡———————

you woke up by the sudden sound of your alarm, you didn't even remember setting an alarm but you find have time to worry about stuff like this as you wanted to get up and get ready quickly for the picnic.

your phone rang and jake's number lit up your phone's screen.

"yo jake, bro, homie, fella, how you doin" that was the weirdest thing you've ever, like eVER, said in your life.

"Y/N Y/L/N ARE YOU DRUNK THIS EARLY IN THE MORNING?!"

"of course no jakey, it's 11:29 am, the picnic is in two hours "

" uh uh uh- special picnic" jake emphasized special once again.

" oh well, guess I'll take more time to get ready since its spEcial" you said, mimicking the way he said special.

" I swear to our friendship, y/n, if you're not ready by the time I come to pick you up, consider yourself not my friend" he said sarcastically, adding a laugh at the middle of his sentence.

"oh well, it's your lucky day because I have just started getting ready!" you lied, you walked to your dresser and started searching for that one pair of brown corduroy pants jungwon suggested you wear.

"I'm hanging up jake, gotta go get ready, see you at 1 outside my house!" you hung up without giving him a chance to reply.

bingo

you finally found the pants, searching for a shirt now. you found a white blouse you had got last Halloween for a pirate costume but never wore it. It didn't look like a costume shirt anyway, you shrugged and got into the bathroom to take a shower and get ready afterwards.

You were done with your shower now, the time was 12 pm and you had an hour left before jake got to your place to pick you up.

You put on your clothes and matched a pearl necklace (which was, indeed, a gift by jake) with your outfit, you opted for some classic black converse high tops as for the shoe choice, and with that, your outfit was complete.

You headed downstairs to prepare your basket, full with snacks and fizzy drinks, also getting a light blanket with you, just in case.

You heard a car honk from outside and checked the time, it was 12 : 40, twenty minutes before jake should be here to pick you up. The same honking sound was heard again and you headed to the door to see if it was jake by any chance. It was jake indeed, you got your basket, your keys, sprayed some perfume on and left the house, not forgetting to lock the door behind you.

"well hello there, y/n"

you were ready to tell general kenobi literally at his face, the pun must've been intended as you had a star wars movie marathon some days ago.

"hello to you too, jakey"

You both got in the car and jake turned the music up, a song unknown to you playing on the radio. Jake seemed different today, he seemed nervous, something unusual to him.

"is everything okay jake?"

"yeah why?" he responded while he let out a small laugh.

"oh, nothing!"

The drive went by quickly, however jake had taken you to a place you thought you'd never see again, it was the place where you and jake had first met. A park filled with bushes and sunflowers, huge trees and benches along with wooden tables. You were on the verge of tears, left speechless, you opened the car's door, taking your basket and started running around the park laughing loudly. You were feeling truly happy.

Jake was watching from inside the car, deciding to open his door too, taking his own basket, locking the car and started running towards you.

After running around for some good minutes, you sat on bench and left your baskets on a wooden table, starting to set your food in order for your picnic to start.

You had started eating your second sandwich when jake interrupted you, making you put your sandwich down and turning your attention to him.

"yo y/n, do you remember those love letters you kept on receiving last year?"

"of course I do! I've been searching till this day! but what does that have to with our special picnic?"

"well, I'm the one who sent those letters" jake said, lowering his head and starting to fiddle with his hands.

"well, that was a good one!" you started laughing. Noticing the situation jake was in right now, it only meant one thing, "WAit, you're not joking?"

"not really" he said giggling sadly, lifting his stare and watching into your eyes. You extended your arms and reached out to hug him.

"why didn't you tell me?"

"wait, you really didn't know I liked you? The boys kept on telling that my crush on you was too obvious!" he said, looking annoyed by his friends that moment.

"I mean, you did throw a basket ball at me once that had, "let me take you out" all over it but I didn't think you meant thAT TAKING OUT" you said, laughing at the old memory you had remembered.

well, y/n, would you officially allow me to take you out?" he asked, a glowing happy slice on his face when he noticed your emotionless face, "on A DATE, I mean, not with a basket ball!" he added. With that, you burst into laughter and looked at him, showing him your brightest smile.

"of course I'll let you take me out, on a date, jake"

hello! may i get a friends to lovers! Imagine with jay please and thank you 🥺💗

Songwriting & Ice Cream

pairing ; friends to lovers! band member!jay x reader

genre ; fluff

warnings ; food

summary ; your best friend is in a band and always calls you when he's stuck on writing songs

a/n : hi I'm rlly excited about this as it's my first request and I'm sorry it took so long, also sorry the pics don't rlly match!!

It was 3 am. Fricking 3 AM. And your phone was obnoxiously ringing as there was an incoming call. You checked the time and immediately realized who was calling at this ungodly hour.

"Are you stuck again?" you inquired, with a husky voice from waking up.

"WHERE YOU ASLEEP?" jay literally scrEAMED at your ear

"Why did you scream though? Is being peaceful that difficult for you?" you heard him chuckle through the phone.

"Bro, homie, dude, I'm in a band, of course it's hard for me to be peaceful" he said with a sassy voice, trying to imitate yours. " But um yeah, I'm stuck again and we have a show this Friday night"

"JAY FRIDAY IS TOMORROW" you were shocked to say the least, jay was usually the person that was very organized and always had back up lyrics for new songs.

You see, you knew jay like the back of your hand and you're pretty sure he knows the same about you too. However it was 10 months ago that you realized you liked jay as something more than friends. You thought that everyone new since his bandmates have seen the way you looked at him on stage. The stage, his almost natural habitat. The place where he shined and was having a genuinely great time. It wasn't only love you felt for him, it was admiration too. You knew you liked him and thought you showed it through your actions, getting him gifts and praising him after performances, picking up the phone at 3AM. Maybe he was super oblivious or incredibly dumb.

"Y/N ARE YOU THERE?!" you heard him scream through the device and you woke from your trance and put phone away from your ear.

"Yeah luv, I'm here" you said while you put your phone closer to your face.

"Thank God, I thought I lost you there hun but can you, like, come over?"

"Jay I'd love to but it's 3AM and if I sneak out I'll get myself in trouble"

"Oh well, will you come to my practice tomorrow evening?"

"Sure, just send me exact time and place and I'll be there"

And after that, you exchanged good nights' and you went to sleep thinking of jay and his band's practice.

The next morning you woke up late. You suddenly remembered that it was Friday and jay's festival was tonight. You thought of his practice before the show and smiled to yourself. There was no point in eating breakfast so you just went ahead and made yourself a tasty cup of instant ramen. A famous person once said, Ramen Never Disappoints. While scrolling through social media you came across an ad about the festival and your eyes fell on jay's band name.

You decided you'd watch two episodes of your favorite tv show and then go get ready for jay's practice and the festival.

Time went by quickly and you realized it was about time you started getting ready. You picked out what you'd wear and opted to go with a simple makeup look. You had just put your right shoe on when you heard a car honk from your window.

Opening your window and looking down you saw a black jeep and hay standing beside it.

"Weren't you supposed to be practicing with the band?" you asked, surprised.

He looked up at you like he had just noticed you were there and instantly smiled. His smile made his face glow and then you took notice of his outfit, it didn't seem like an outfit for practicing but he answered your question.

"Heesung canceled it, said we are perfect so don't need to practice and be anxious" he simply said.

The look he had on was different from other days. His eyes were glowing and he looked happier that usual but also a bit?? nervous??

"Wait I'm coming!!" and with that you closed the window, put on your left shoe and headed to the door to leave. As soon as you looked the door you went to jay and he extended his arms out to go for a hug which you accepted and then returned.

You opened the car's door and sat at the passenger's seat while jay did the same but on the driver's seat. You turned your head to the side and caught jay smiling while looking at you and there it was again, that look from before. You stared for a good minute and then jay started the car.

"Should we go to the festival now or a bit later?" you asked, actually confused with the fest's program.

"Would you allow me to take you out for ice cream first?"

YOU FROZE like literally, you thought that wOW the balls this man has.

"Is thE park jongseong asking me on a date?"

"Yes actually", he started while driving to your favorite ice cream shop, "I've liked you for the last 10 months, didn't say it for the 'famous reason' , I thought you'd reject me and I would ruin our friendship."

"Why would you think I'd reject you though? Are you that oblivious?" you sighed playfully and continued, "I've liked you for the past 10 months too and honestly I thought you knew since I made it kinda obvious?" you finished

"I mean, you were the only one to praise me after every performance and honestly, you were there every night to help me with my lyrics even if sometimes, I had finished writing" he admitted

"So is that a 'yes y/n, I'll be your boyfriend and take you to an ice cream date'?" tou asked while laughing softly, honestly loving the atmosphere that had been created in that very car.

"Well, yes y/n I'm officially asking you to become my girlfriend and let me take you on an ice cream date" he said while laughing and trying to look at you from the side of his eye.

"Well, jay, I officially accept you as my boyfriend and I'll let you take me on a date" you said trying not to laugh.

"You literally have no idea how happy I am right now, LIKE LITERALLY, I could fly if you asked me to" he said while he put a big smile on his face. It was a smile of pure happiness, he looked genuinely happy and enthusiastic, excited even. You were honestly fascinated by the look on his face right now so you opened your phone's camera and quickly took a photo of him.

"Oh believe me, I can imagine how happy you are" you were feeling ecstatic like you could snap your fingers and make a rainbow

"Tell me you didn't just take a photo of me" he said sarcastically and you responded, "This is our first memory as a couple jay!!"

After that, a thought popped in your brain.

"Did heesung really cancel practice or did you make him cancel to ask me out?" you asked but he didn't answer, instead he muttered a

"You're too cute for this world, oh god" and pulled over next to the ice cream shop, ready to share some pistachio flavored ice cream with one of his favorite people on this world, you.

Bad Dates

pairing ; bff to bf!heesung x reader

genre ; fluff

warnings ; nothing

summary ; most of the blind dates you've gone on have ended badly. thank god your best friend is always there to comfort you after days like these.

(pls the photos don't go well with each other I'm sorry)

And another bad date. One after the other, each date was getting worse and worse. Your only comfort right now was ice cream, sweets, snacks and hugs from your friend heesung. Thank god heesung existed. No, literally, he's your closest friend, the one who drives you to and from your progressively bad dates, the one who comforts you after them and honestly, the only boy you'd really love to go on a date with.

Suddenly, the sound of fingers snapping awoke you from your trance and brought you back to reality.

"You zoned out" heesung spoke. "Don't think about it, the date, I mean" he added.

"Oh thanks, that's actually a great idea! " you replied sarcastically.

How could you not think about it? Tonight's date was the last resort to finding someone that would make me forget about him and it was honestly, my biggest failure yet. Like, this dude really thought that him apologizing for spilling his wine on your favorite dress shirt would get him another date or would make you fall for him.

" The dude spilled wine on your shirt and you're still thinking of him?"

"It wasn't just a shirt, sung, it was MY favORITE dress shirt" he put a hand over his ear so as to protect it from my screams.

"Maybe you just have really bad taste in men" he said.

"You're not that bad though" you said quietly

"Did you just say what I think you said?" he stood up on the couch while he pointed his finger at you.

OH-OH *jazz music stops*

"Look- before you say anything- I really haven't gotten the chance to tell you yet but I really really like you, like I could write a ten page essay on how much I love you and why" you said, while heesung had a puzzled look on his face.

"ok but like, WHY DID YOU GO ON ALL THOSE DATES?!?"

"To be honest, I didn't want to tell you about my crush on you in fear of you rejecting me and ruining our friendship, so the dates were my last solution..."you said quietly, scared of his reaction.

You tried to study his face in order to figure out any emotions or reactions but he had a blank stare on, slowly turning to a soft one with a little smile.

"I would like to confess my feelings too then," he played with his fingers nervously trying to find the correct words to express himself, " I've liked you for close to a year now and I've never had the courage to tell you because you started going on those dates and I was scared of sounding jealous so I kept quiet"

After that you pulled him in for a hug, inhaling the scent of the expensive cologne he loved so much and he tightened his arms around you.

"So what are we now?"

After that, you stare up at him and reply,

"Oh I don't know, this looks like a friends to lovers trope from those books I read"

Next thing you know, you're both under the blankets cuddling while talking about how much you love and appreciate each other.

Me and my (silly) boyfriend⤿.͟◟ ᩠͡

***Introducing!... Jungwon x Reader ིྀ smau!! Just You and your illy boyfriend !

- eeee my baby >< I hope you like this I also now have a taglist if you'd like to be added just go onto here and fill in like 3 things my lovies!!

11:48pm

content: bf! sunghoon x gn! reader, fluff, playful relationship!!

a/n: hello!! i have been writing about sunghoon a lot lately LMOAOA sorry abt that… also did anyone watch all of us are dead?!?!? like i need to vent to someone about it cause…..  anyways remember to look at the request guide here before you ask for one !!

it wasn’t unusual of sunghoon to call you whenever he had the slightest issue whether it is his bread burning because his toaster is “a spawn from hell” or how he can’t find his other sock. most of the time, you didn’t mind his frantic calls. it was rather cute how he felt the need to let you know by actually talking to you and not texting you. 

though, it did surprise you at first, he didn’t seem to be the clingy type or the one to call you often. you thought you called your friends too much, but sunghoon topped you. you never complain though, you sat and listened to his mindless rambles. for someone who is quiet, he sure is a talker when it comes to you. 

sunghoon felt safe whenever he called you. he knows it may get annoying from time to time so, he tries his best to only call you when it is really important. key word – tries. most of the time he fails but hey, at least he is making an effort. 

but today, sunghoon had called you about 5 times already in the last two hours. within those two hours, you have ben trying to tidy up your house for the new year. it is a superstition you always followed, you have to go into the lunar new year with a clean house. it is so you don’t bring any bad luck into the new year, plus your house was in need of a clean.  

hearing your phone vibrate on top of the counter, you reach over and answer it. “please, tell me this is an emergency sunghoon.” you say, scrubbing your sink. your arms were on fire but that didn’t stop you. 

“well, maybe you wouldn’t see it as an emergency, but for me, it definitely is.” he said defensively. 

“what is the emergency?”

“niki keeps on making fun of my height.” he whines into the phone. if he was in front of you, he would probably be pouting and kicking his feet like a little kid. 

you sigh, finally stopping your flow. “what do you want me to do?”

“tell him to stop!”

picking up your phone, you hold it to your ear as you walk out of your kitchen. “how do i do that?!?!” you exclaim.

“i don’t know,” he says. “threaten him!”

you find a comfy place on your couch. you are really proud of yourself for finding this couch off of facebook marketplace. “i can’t do that! he is a kid!!”

“y/nnn” sunghoon whines. before you can respond, there was the sound of screams and muffled running. “Y/N!!!!!!! HELP!”

“what?!? what’s happening?” you say, a tad bit concerned for your boyfriend over the phone. it wasn’t like there was an intruder in their apartment. suddenly there was silence, and then you heard niki. “hi y/n!!”

“hi niki..?” you say confused. “what happened to sunghoon?”

“oh, sunghoon? he is in a headlock right now… say hi, sunghoon.” niki says as he hands the phone to sunghoon. “y/n, help.” he gasps, dramatically. 

“okay! bye y/n!!! see you later!” niki says into the phone and hangs up. laughing to yourself, you wonder if this is what you have to deal with for the rest of your life.