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♡ TREASURE’S REACTIONS WHEN YOU CALL THEM BY THEIR FULL NAME

treasure x reader | wc : 3.5k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, fluff, crack (mostly me being a crackhead with my sidenotes tbh)

LOKI’S LINES — reposting!

REQUESTED — i really enjoyed your writing honestly. it's well written and portrayed nicely, i love it. i wonder, can i request treasure reaction when their s/o call them by their real name instead of their pet name. thank you so much and, i love youuuu! <3

CHOI HYUNSUK

🐷 gosh, he's gonna be so surprised when you call him by his name

🐷 bc he's so used to you calling him by a nickname, that he momentarily may have forgotten that you could actually call him by his real name too

🐷 "hyunsuk." you'd call out as you struggled to carry the grocery bags from the front of your house

🐷 there were a lot of strangers walking through the hallways of your apartment, so it didn't seem ideal to call hyunsuk by his usual nickname — which was why you called him by his name

🐷 yk that surprised face + adorable smile + scared giggle thing he does? he's gonna have that look on his face bc he's not sure why you called him

🐷 were you pissed and using his name? or were you just trying to use his name more often?

🐷 "what did i do?" he'd ask, maintaining quite the distance between the two of you

🐷 you'd look up to see him far away, and would wonder why he behaved that way

🐷 "it's what you are not doing, oppa. help me out here." you'd laugh, shaking your head at the weird way hyunsuk was behaving

🐷 "oh."

🐷 he's gonna feel a bit more relieved now that you called him oppa, bc now he knows it might've just been a slip-up or something

🐷 phew, bc manz thought he had to move to mexico and change his name to luis

PARK JIHOON

🐼 as usual, jihoon was annoying mashiho by acting all cute and lovey-dovey with him

🐼 you were enjoying this interaction ... until mashiho came to you to save him

🐼 he hid behind you, using you as a shield as jihoon came over to you

🐼 "y/n, please save me."

🐼 "from jihoon? who do you think i am? hulk?"

🐼 regardless, you tried your best, simply standing still as jihoon tried to get through you

🐼 it was fine in the beginning, but jihoon soon changed his strategy, poking your sides until you gave in and moved away

🐼 but you couldn't do that ... because mashiho was depending on you

🐼 after sustaining a lot of pokes, you got slightly ticked off, sighing as you grumbled. "park jihoon!"

🐼 his full name falling out of your lips just flipped something in him, bc the man who was all eye-smiles and chuckles suddenly smirked with an amused look in his eyes

🐼 "yes, that is my name, babe. don't overuse it." he winked at you, and usually you would either be flustered or reply with a comeback of your own ... if it wasn't for the realisation

🐼 mashiho wasn't jihoon's prey anymore. you were ... and you were the one who dug your own grave

🐼 i promise to pray for you bc you are gonna need all the prayers you can get

KANEMOTO YOSHINORI

🐯 it was the holidays, and you had no way of taking your dog with you back home

🐯 yoshi, being the nice guy he is, offered to stay at your place while you were gone — both house-sitting and dog-sitting for you

🐯 since you trusted the man with your life, you let him stay over, going to your hometown and coming back after a week

🐯 entering the house, you were startled at the sudden burst of color you saw running towards you

🐯 "YOSHINORI!" you'd scream, too shocked at the sight in front of you to even take another step into your own house

🐯 yoshi would tightly shut his eyes in his place, taking a deep breath and sucking it in before walking out from your room, a wary smile on his face

🐯 you'd hear giggles and chuckles from around the house, and soon, you saw the maknae line of treasure just appear from places around your house

🐯 "what has angered you, angel?" yoshi would ask, pretending not to see the problem you were seeing, smiling as he hoped it would make you feel — even slightly — less pissed

🐯 "oh, nothing much, it's just — WHY TF IS MY DOG BRIGHT BLUE, YOSHI?!"

🐯 you were truly pissed, and the actual pranksters (aka the maknae line) were shaking in their places, not knowing you were going to be really mad

🐯 and yoshi noticed this ... so he took one for the team and took the blame for himself

🐯 sigh if only he could do it well

🐯 "bright blue? where, y/n?"

🐯 "kanemoto yoshinori, don't fooking test me at a time like this. with the mixture of caffeine and jetlag in me, i can rip you limb for limb."

🐯 in the name of the father, son and holy ghost. heads, shoulders, knees and toes, let's all pray for yoshinori and have some cheerios. hey macarena.

KIM JUNKYU

🐨 "kim junkyu!"

🐨 big baby froze as soon as he heard you call his name — literally another hyunsuk who thinks he might have to pack his bags and move countries

🐨 you called it another few times before looking confused bc where was kim junkyu?!

🐨 you'd go upstairs searching for him and you'd find him standing next to the doorway, peeking out

🐨 he couldn't see you from where you were standing, but you saw everything

🐨 junkyu was weird on certain days, but this kind of weird really concerned you

🐨 "babe, what are you doing?" you asked, unable to hold back your laughter as you giggled, finding his antics funny

🐨 he'd maintain a big gap between the two of you, looking at you skeptically bc he was confused at the way you behaved

🐨 "you used my full name, that means danger." he'd explain, and you shook your head, covering your mouth as you cackled like an evil villain

🐨 "gosh, don't be so serious. there was a package with your name, so i just called you kim junkyu. why do you think it's something wrong?"

🐨 immediately gets a smile on his face and skips to you, wrapping you in a hug as he placed a kiss on your forehead

🐨 "well, in that case, everything is alright."

TAKATA MASHIHO

🐹 you woke up from your nap, greeting mashiho softly as you walked into the bathroom, getting ready for a presentation you were gonna have

🐹 everything was going fine until you were washing off the shampoo in your hair

🐹 EVERYTHING WAS RED

🐹 you couldn't scream bc of the initial shock of wtf was happening — but you were smart enough to know it definitely wasn't blood

🐹 you looked at your hands and saw them completely dyed red, and you immediately pulled away the shower curtains to look at the mirror, seeing your hair was now as red as your hands

🐹 curse your habit of lathering shampoo in your hair as you sang any two kpop songs bc the dye was stuck since you kept it on for a while

🐹 you did what you could, scrubbing your hair and hands, but only the color in your hands seemed to lighten, not your hair

🐹 curse you for dying your hair blonde bc you wanted to try something new now the red dye was stuck well

🐹 and curse your shampoo for naturally being red so you didn't suspect a thing

🐹 only one name came into your head at this evil plan so you called your boyfriend, trying to confirm your suspicion

🐹 "shiho, did jihoon come over?"

🐹 "yes, and i am still here!" jihoon called out, looking at mashiho in confusion as the younger doubled over in laughter bc the elder had zero idea of what happened

🐹 you'd change quickly and rushed out of the bathroom, readying yourself to strangle the shit out of jihoon

🐹 "jihoon, i have a presentation in four hours! how am i going to turn on my camera looking like this?!"

🐹 you'd turn towards mashiho who was struggling to contain his laugh when you were close to tears bc you really wanted to appear professional

🐹 "TAKATA MASHIHO! STOP LAUGHING! MY HAIR IS RED!"

🐹 he'd fear his life, but he couldn't help but laugh bc you had everything wrong

🐹 jihoon wasn't the one who switched your shampoo, it was mashiho

🐹 "it's not red, y/n. it's a flaming apple cherry blossom fuchsia fusion."

🐹 wtf was that even supposed to mean? i miss the days where hair dyes were simply named by color

🐹 "okay, that's it. i'm coming for your neck, mashiho."

YOON JAEHYUK

🦁 jaehyuk got a week off for the lunar new year and he was excited

🦁 no vocal training, no dancing practices — absolutely no going to the company

🦁 he was happy about spending the lunar new year with you, since both your families were a bit too far away to go visit

🦁 we all know that jaehyuk is a bit affectionate on a normal day

🦁 BUT WHEN HE'S ELATED? extra touchy and lovable

🦁 he was clinging onto you like a koala and at first, it literally warmed your heart and you were a human puddle at his touch

🦁 but six hours with the man, and he only let go of your hand when you had to go to the washroom

🦁 the two of you were watching a movie, but you could feel his eyes on you — even though you sat between his legs

🦁 to annoy you a little, he kept blowing on your neck, knowing well that you were ticklish there

🦁 "ah, yoon jaehyuk!" you'd grumble, pouting as you turned around to face him, wanting to lecture him about the way he was touchier than usual

🦁 jaehyuk would absolutely find you adorable. a wide smile coming on his face as he saw the way you looked at him

🦁 "don't be like that, you are creating a gap in our relationship." he'd joke, making you laugh bc that was a dramatic sentence — just bc you used his full name instead of a nickname

🦁 he'd let go of you now tho, bc he knows no one likes it when a person is too clingy

🦁 you'd feel a tad bit bad and would make up for it by initiating a cuddle session later, tho

🦁 "tbh, i kinda like it when you call me by my full name."

HAMADA ASAHI

🤖 asahi and you were childhood besties, and somehow you guys evolved into the lovers stage

🤖 what the actual fuck did i just say? evolve ?? jisoos i need some sleep

🤖 ever since the two of you were small, you called asahi 'hi-kun' bc your little self always stumbled over your words trying to say 'asahi-kun' and the name just stuck and you almost forgot what his actual name — just used to calling him 'hi-kun' all the time

🤖 you two were having a reading date, but you got bored and scrolled on the internet instead which brought you to a post about the treasure members, and you saw the name 'hamada asahi' which literally flipped a switch in you

🤖 it was like a sudden meteorite of realization crashing into you and reminding you what his actual name was, contrary to the 'hi-kun' you always call him

🤖 you just sat there, smiling like an idiot bc you really thought that asahi was a pretty name

🤖 as pretty as asahi himself

🤖 "asahi. hamada asahi. asahi hamada." you'd call out softly, watching as your boyfriend turn to you, scrunching his face in confusion as he wondered why you were calling him

🤖 "yes, my love?" JUST END ME ALREADY JISOOS

🤖 "nothing, i wanted to say your name. it's really beautiful." you'd honestly say, and a warm smile came on asahi's face, just thinking to himself how lucky he was to have you in his life

🤖 "not as beautiful as you though, my love." OKAY BYE IM DECEASED

BANG YEDAM

🦊 one job — you gave yedam ONE JOB, and he messed up

🦊 boy is so talented in many areas, maybe it was your fault for assuming he could do the laundry flawlessly too

🦊 "BANG YEDAM!"

🦊 mr bang was scared, but not scared shitless kinda scared

🦊 after all, i think it's an universal sign that if anyone calls you by your full name, then it means you are screwed

🦊 tbh, i still get scared when my teachers call my name for attendance — no matter how much i prepare myself — it's the anxiety brosephs

🦊 yedam would know exactly why his name was being called, bc he knew what he did wrong

🦊 and he's a man who owns up to his mistakes love ya for that yedami you do you kiddo

🦊 seeing you fuming head to toe, ngl manz is a little scared, "i feel your anger on so many levels, y/n, but let's handle this differently."

🦊 one glare from you and he'd shut himself up, taking a seat on the sofa as he awaited his punishment bc he knew — then and there — he was done for

🦊 "all my white shirts are pink, yedam! how are you gonna handle this differently?"

🦊 "i'll ... buy you new ones ???"

🦊 ok you were still pissed, but he had a fair point, so you stopped at that

🦊 now just shut up and go shopping with bang yedam

KIM DOYOUNG

🐰 "kim doyoung! come here quickly!"

🐰 surprised bunny boy bc you rarely call him by his full name

🐰 he'd go over a list in his head, checking if he had done anything wrong to get in trouble

🐰 bc if that was the case, then he was straight up jumping from his window and running away to some place safe from the wrath you'd unleash on him

🐰 y/n already forgave me for the mayonnaise incident. and the treadmill incident, too. did y/n walk in to another prank of mine? was it the garlic one? nah, jeongwoo fell for that. oh shoot, is it the water tap? no, jihoon hyung fell for that — shit, the ketchup

🐰 doyoung would spend almost ten minutes sitting on his bed, wondering wtf he did wrong so he could prepare himself an excuse

🐰 you'd wonder why he wasn't coming and would go to his room, checking if your boyfriend was doing alright

🐰 "babe, what are you–" doyoung would jump from his bed at your presence, startling you as well

🐰 "whatever it was, blame — wait, what did you just call me?" he'd furrow his brows, confused bc he thought you were mad, but then you called him 'babe' wtf was happening

🐰 were you still pissed? is babe said lovingly? or angrily? boy had so many questions running in his brain bc you were so hard to decipher at times

🐰 "babe?" you'd raise your brows, looking at him weirdly. "what were you gonna say?"

🐰 "what it was, blame hyunsuk hyung." doyoung would blurt randomly, still quite skeptical of whether he was in trouble

🐰 "i brought ice-cream for you boys and was calling you to come eat, idiot."

🐰 a smile would come on his face bc he was relieved, and he'd practically skip to the table to get his ice-cream

🐰 everything was going fine until you wanted some strawberry syrup on your ice-cream

🐰 strawberry syrup that really wasn't strawberry syrup but actually ketchup

🐰 "KIM DOYOUNG!" doyoung would look as his name was called, eyes widening as he saw the bottle of strawberry syrup in your hands

🐰 yep, you were definitely pissed this time ... and he was screwed

WATANABE HARUTO

🦙 "haru, i think i'll head back to the dorms, i'm hungry." you commented as you stood from the sofa, stretching your limbs in the process

🦙 haruto was working on a new song and you had been with him in the studio for the past three hours

🦙 "hm, stay safe. i'll come in a bit." he'd say, pulling his gaze away from the computer screen to look at you with a soft smile

🦙 unable to control yourself, you placed a quick kiss on his lips, giggling when he pulled your arm, going in for a deeper kiss before you went

🦙 arriving at the dorms, you got started on making lunch for the two of you, prepping a good meal to the best of your abilities

🦙 by the time you finished cooking, an hour and a half had already passed, but haruto still hadn't come back

🦙 you sent him a text, asking his whereabouts before calling him fifteen minutes later when he didn't reply

🦙 calls after calls were made, but haruto didn't pick them up, and you wondered if the male had silenced his phone to avoid getting disturbed

🦙 another fifty calls later, you angrily sighed, wearing your shoes as you went back to the company, your phone in your ear as you called your boyfriend again

🦙 finally, he picks up. "oh, babe, i'm sorry, i got–"

🦙 "watanabe haruto. if you don't come home within the next fifteen minutes, so help me–"

🦙 "no, no, stop there. i'm coming home now."

🦙 you heard him frantically grab his things, rushing out the door at the way you sounded

🦙 he wasn't terrified at you suddenly using his full name — just worried that he might've pissed you off

🦙 you sounded quite serious, and he felt bad for making you feel that way, so on the way back home, he'd come up with many plans to make you feel better

🦙 count on haruto to hug you as soon as you open the door for him, placing kisses all over your face to distract you

🦙 and ofc, you were distracted ... after all; it was watanabe haruto

PARK JEONGWOO

🐺 you had made a wonderful discovery

🐺 you just found out that jeongwoo hated being called by his full name ... and you had seen the way he reacted whenever anyone did

🐺 jeongwoo was a mischievous little kid, and that resulted in his parents calling him by his full name whenever he was in trouble, so that kinda stuck as he grew

🐺 so calling jeongwoo's full name = surprised, flustered and scared jeongwoo bc he thinks he's in trouble

🐺 now with this discovery, it was quite clear what you should do

🐺 if you guessed 'calling him by his full name 24/7', then you are right

🐺 ofc, you weren't just going to blurt it continuously ... oh, no, you were a quite calculated person

🐺 taking into consideration the atmosphere and how zoned out jeongwoo was, you startled him by shouting his name, catching him off-guard

🐺 but he soon caught onto what you were trying to do — bc he's a genius, duh

🐺 "PARK JEONGWOO!"

🐺 "STOP USING MY FULL NAME, IT FEELS WEIRD!"

🐺 you'd simply raise your brows, chanting his name over and over, just to annoy him

🐺 no one would really try to stop you bc everyone has been annoyed by jeongwoo, so it was fun to see him being the one getting annoyed

🐺 "i will use your full name all i want, no one can stop me."

SO JUNGHWAN

🐮 tbh, you never really called junghwan by his name — simply bc you didn't know that his full name was so junghwan

🐮 you thought his full name was jung hwan, and sure that was a mistake on your part, but it was a mistake junghwan didn't want to correct

🐮 you always called him 'hwan' and 'hwanie' so even the 'jung' part was never included

🐮 that was until one day you saw some post about treasure and saw 'so junghwan' instead of 'jung hwan'

🐮 you questioned your boyfriend about it and he shyly explained it to you, assuring you it was nothing wrong when you went red in embarrassment

🐮 "argh, i can't believe i didn't know your name was so junghwan!" you'd grumble, but junghwan would find you absolutely cute, smiling like an idiot as he looked at you

🐮 "i like the way you say my name, y/n. i should've corrected you long time back." he'd simply hold your hands and smile. "could you say my name again?"

🐮 "s-so j-junghwan." you'd stammer, covering your face as you felt embarrassed, unable to believe your utter stupidity

🐮 it was just a moment of childish happiness for him; hearing you call him by his full name

🐮 super king cow baby felt pure happiness and joy, giggling as you repeated his name over and over, changing your voices and tones to make him laugh

🐮 "ah, junghwanie is the best! so junghwan, fighting!"

🐮 "ah, i love you, y/n."

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— hyunsuk as your boyfriend

pairing: boyfriend!hyunsuk x reader a/n: for my lovely anon who requested for a hyunsuk scenario ヽ(〃＾▽＾〃)ﾉ i hope you and everyone will enjoy this. ♡ if anyone is reading this, then please remember that my bullet point scenarios tend to be all lowercase and more on the informal side!

hyunsuk is a pretty chill boyfriend

but he does have his days where he’s pretty extra

he loves to subtly match your guys outfits!

by this, you both would be wearing matching colors or matching patterns such as plaid

it’s nothing over the top, but when people lay their eyes on the two of you

they will surely get the hint that you guys are a couple

when it comes to dates, hyunsuk usually takes you shopping and then the both of you will eat lunch/dinner afterwards (unless you guys were starving beforehand than vice versa)

since hyunsuk is a big foodie, he knows all of the tasty restaurants in the area

most of the times, he would take a picture of you with your meal and would upload it onto his instagram

instagram @choihyunsuk: meal of the day - alfredo pasta and y/n 🤤 

“omg hyunsuk can you change your caption bc what if my parents see it”

instagram @choihyunsuk: meal of the day - alfredo pasta! y/n and i really recommend it to you all 😚💓 

having hyunsuk around you while shopping is like having your own stylist

he’s always there to give you his personal opinions and he even picks out outfits for you

you kind of have to admit that he’s the reason why you dress decently

“this is so cute! what do you think?” you asked with a wide smile, pressing the shirt against your chest

instead of responding back

hyunsuk slightly tilts his head to the side and had quite a unsure look upon his face

“i mean…” he paused, trying to come up with something nice to say

you knew he didn’t like the shirt

“so is this not cute?” you asked him once more

breaking the truth, hyunsuk continued what he said beforehand. “i mean, it’s not that bad. it’s just that the shirt is no longer in trend. that was in style back in the summer, but it’s winter now.”

you’re confused because there’s a new fashion trend every season????

wow the more you know about fashion

after that, you just decided that hyunsuk should always choose your clothes from now on

man, he could even choose your underwear and you’ll be fine with that too

as long as it’s in trend i guess shsgsjsjsh

while you were busy looking around the store, hyunsuk stops you and says “i’ll be right back. i have to use the bathroom.”

you didn’t think much about it

until hyunsuk comes back with a matching necklace set

you lightly gasp as you’re taken aback from the sudden gift

“what is this for?” you wondered out loud while examining the necklace in every possible angle. “it’s so pretty!”

you were clearly mesmerized by the necklace and that was exactly what hyunsuk wanted

he was glad that you loved the necklace just as much as he loved you

“no reason. i just felt like you’d look cute in it.” hyunsuk calmly said, trying his best to refrain himself from smiling like a complete idiot. “plus, we don’t have a matching item, so i felt like this could be the start of it.”

uwu <3 you guys finally have a couple necklace and it was beautiful on top of that

you both wear the necklace every day

you were afraid that hyunsuk would only wear it once in a while because maybe the necklace wouldn’t match his outfit (since he does wear some crazy things sometimes)

but he always finds a way to incorporate the necklace with his outfit because he’d do anything to wear it as a monument of your guys relationship

you’re usually the first person who hears all of his rap verses and self composed songs

once in a blue moon, you’re the second to hear it because his soulmate, byounggon, would force hyunsuk to play it for him first

on days where the two of you don’t have an opportunity to meet, you’re always texting

hyunsuk is such a softie for you that he always sends you soft memes to represent his admiration for you

when he’s too lazy to text, he’ll send you audio messages

and he just sends them in general because he enjoys doing so

hyunsuk sends you a bunch of audio messages of him saying “i love you~” or of him wishing you a good night

he gets a little butt hurt when you don’t send him an audio message doing the same in the return

[txt] you: ily! goodnight baby <3

hyunsuk’s audio message: “i said i love you and all i get is three letters?”

hyunsuk’s audio message: “send me a audio of you saying you love me and i’ll stop bugging you”

hyunsuk’s audio message: “helloooooooooooooo”

hyunsuk’s audio message: “don’t pretend you fell asleep in a span of forty seconds.”

[txt] you: no

hyunsuk’s audio message: “y/n~” he whines in the audio clip

hyunsuk’s audio message: “i won’t be able to go to sleep unless i hear those words come out of your mouth.”

[txt] you: if you can’t go to sleep then I WILL 😤 

your audio message: “i love you.”

[txt] you: goodnight

hyunsuk’s audio message: hello, we are unable to decode what hyunsuk is saying in this particular audio clip because it’s a mixture of screaming, squirming and a whole lot of “SJIDHIJSIJDIKOKSOSKSK”

as stated in hyunsuk’s profile making film, he has a habit of pouting his lips

at first, you weren’t aware of this

so whenever he pouted his lips, out of habit

you would give him a quick peck on the lips

after a few times, hyunsuk began to question your intentions

“you sure love randomly kissing me.” he cheekily says, being too embarrassed to make eye contact with you

“me?” you blurted out as you were only a few centimeters away from hyunsuk’s face. “you’re the one who always pouts your lips as if you want me to kiss. i’m just randomly kissing you because i thought you’re the one who wants it.”

hyunsuk’s embarrassment soon faded away as he darted his eyes back at you. “huh? i just have a habit of pouting my lips. there’s no reason behind it at all! i just do it without thinking.”

you began to chuckle to yourself because that was the first time you’ve ever heard of that strange habit of his

you moved away from hyunsuk’s face, and went back to your original position. “this whole entire time i thought you did that because you wanted me to kiss you. man, this is so funny!”

it then went silent

hyunsuk softly whispered, “so do you not want to kiss me?”

what has gotten into him??????

who says things like that?????

you were speechless and didn’t know how to properly form your words together. “n-no, it’s not that! i’m fine with kissing you it’s just th-”

before you could finish what you were originally trying to say, hyunsuk quickly places his hands on the side of your face and clashes his lips with your lips

you’ve always thought his kisses were sweet and passionate

after the small kiss, hyunsuk still had his hands cupping your face

for some reason, he always looked more desirable whenever the two of you were kissing

the way he’s trying to catch his breath all while he deeply stares straight into your eyes

“c-can we continue?” you stuttered as your cheeks began to blush up

hyunsuk didn’t even have to verbally respond back because he just chose to answer you by doing what you asked for, which was pressing his lips against yours once more

✧ ˚. ᯇ can i have this dance? — choi hyunsuk

SYNOPSIS: hyunsuk attempts to make your night the best, most memorable night after he finds you crying due to your date flaking during the yule ball.

INFO: angst, comfort, + fluff, choi hyunsuk x gn!reader, 1.1k+ words

WARNINGS: getting stood up, crying, negative opinions of self, reader wears a dress, and uses makeup. grammatical, structural errors, lowercase and smaller text intended.

NOW PLAYING ✧ CAN I HAVE THIS DANCE?

your sobs drown out the soft pitter-patter of rain hitting the glass windows within the castle. your dress ruffled between your fingers, cascading down the steps as you wallow in your sorrows.

wiping your tears haphazardly, you attempt to regain your bearings but ultimately fail as more tears fall as if it were it's job.

the soft curls that were one beautifully displayed adorning your features, soon fall limp as the night continues on. many still dancing and jumping along to the entertainment just a few steps away from where you stay sat.

park jihoon had stood you up at the yule ball.

you were honestly quite weary of him at first, unsure if you even wanted to go, asking him to give you a few days to think about it before ultimately saying yes.

he'd been sweet to you, walking you to your classes, even holding your books for you. it was a kind gesture that you didn't read into but as the days drew closer to the yule ball, you soon started to develop a sort of... liking to jihoon.

your best friend, hyunsuk, was quite against it though. he knew about how jihoon was a player, almost always doing something to make the others in your class swoon over him like there was no tomorrow.

jihoon had unfortunately won you over but all of his butterfly-inducing antics toppled over as he left you to be with some slytherin girl as they dance the night away, almost mocking you.

holding your head in your hands, you close your eyes to just ━ rest for a little bit. this night has been too crazy and in your opinion, you find it well-deserved on your end.

soft footsteps pad against the stone floor, causing you to open your eyes. there you see two shiny leather dress shoes standing in front of you. looking up, you find yourself face to face with hyunsuk.

upon seeing your tear stained face, he frowns automatically, "what happened?" he asks. not wanting to admit that he was, indeed right about jihoon, you mirror his actions by frowning and hanging your head low.

he immediately takes a seat next to you on the stoney steps, guiding your head onto his shoulder, arms wrapping around you protectively. "hey, talk to me," he says, soothingly rubbing his hand up and down on your back.

"j-jihoon ditched me," you stutter out, "and yo-you were right. i-i'm so sorry for not believing you." you say sincerely, gripping onto his crisp tux.

he shushes you, "no, don't be sorry! you don't deserve that, y/n." he responds, attempting to meet your eyes.

"i don't think i deserve much."

"y/n, you deserve everything."

the corners of your lips twitch, a smile almost forming. hyunsuk looks between you and the wooden doors that leads outside to the quad. it seems as if he's in deep thought, not sure whether to follow through with his faulty plan or not.

he sighs softly, quickly standing up from his spot as he holds out both hands in front of you. you look at him quizzically, but nonetheless grabbing his hands. "follow me." he says airily, dragging you through the halls and outside.

the rain has now picked up, the sound somehow calming you as you hug yourself to fend off the biting cold. hyunsuk notices this, slipping off his black tux jacket, and gently plopping it upon your shoulders with no words exchanged. you two stand close to the two wooden doors, the small covering above being the only thing keeping you from getting drenched.

with your hand still in his, he walks out into the rain and tries to pull you with him but you let go of his hand before he can. "what are you doing?" you say with a laugh, shaking your head 'no'.

the rain quickly dwindles down on him, his styled hair soon looking as if he just came out of the shower. you chuckle at how certain pieces of the platinum blonde stick up in odd places.

"y/n, can i have this dance?" he asks softly, holding out his hand once more for you to grab. a love-colored hue rises to your cheeks, reluctantly grabbing his hand, "uh, yea- yes! you may have this dance."

hyunsuk giggles at your hesitancy, soon dragging you out into the rainfall. he clasps his arms around the small of your back, while yours find refuge on his shoulders.

"anyone who stands you up is an absolute idiot," he starts, staring deep in your eyes. you can't help but smile, his sincere words hitting the deepest parts of your battered heart.

you two slow dance to the sweet song of rain that hits the concrete floor, nothing but comfortable silence enveloping you both. his gaze never leaves yours and as you try to look away, hyunsuk speaks up.

"you look beautiful tonight, y/n." he whispers almost too quietly. shoving your head into the crook of his neck, he feels you shake your head 'no'. "what? it's true!" he says with a laugh, kissing your hairline gently.

letting out a puff of air, you raise your head from it's resting spot. "thank you! you're looking dashing if i do say so myself,' you jokingly respond. giggles bubble in both of your throats, a laughing fit causing your slow dance to come to a halt.

your time with hyunsuk had made you forget everything with jihoon, the boy in front of you meaning more to you than any other would. soon turning silent, your smile never leaves as you gaze upon the laughing boy in front of you.

when did he become so ━ pretty?

hyunsuk notices your staring, his laughing soon dwindling down as he maintains eye contact with you. the energy between you two feels weird, but familiar, almost like home.

glancing down at his lips, you bring your eyes back to his before he does the same. the space between you turns small in record time, a soft peck being placed on your lips. you pull away first, unsure of what happened and as you both blankly stare at one another, you take the initiative to kiss him again. and when you do, fireworks go off. yes, cheesy and cliche, you know but it was the best feeling you had ever felt.

pulling away, you return your head back onto his shoulder, his resting atop your head. "i never thought you'd like me back. i really thought jihoon had beat me." he whispers in your ear, shyness beginning to consume him. "hyunsuk, jihoon wasn't even a threat to begin with." you respond, looking up at him with a sort of twinkle in your eyes. he can't help but smile at your words, bringing you closer than humanly possible.

"i am completely, and utterly in love with you, y/n." he says quietly, only for your ears to hear.

matching his dorky smile, "i love you too, hyunsuk." and with that, you seal both your words with a kiss.

ʕ •ᴥ•ʔゝ☆ treasure taglist! @yogurteume ... @tayhunwoo ... @h4chi ... @enhacolor ... @wonluvrbot ... @alohajun ... @minisxng ... @setakdongies ... @ncizen ... @kyufilms ... @saeromiz ... @sunoo-bby ... @dancinginthetaillight ... @seung-scrittore ... @sseastar-main ... @changmin-wrlds ... @hanjisungpark ... @existnesia ... @ily-cuz-i

⋆˙🗒⊹ JAYDI'S NOTE: super tired but here's smth before i get consumed w work again lol also, attempting to write pt. 2 for glimpse of us js pls be patient tyty <3

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our dawn is hotter than day

order 020, anon: large coconut* milk tea with red bean and fresh taro

*Our dawn is hotter than day by SEVENTEEN

Warnings: possible grammatical mistakes because i did not edit this :c

Summary: Hyunsuk meets you at a fansign, meets you again after you leave your bracelet there... and well... things go from there ^.^ song lyrics from Our dawn is hotter than day by svt are embedded throughout the fic, since anon asked me to base the fic on that song :o

word count: 1k+

[taglist]: @rutosruru-world + @ravenori ♡ fill out form to be added!

[a/n]: WRITING THIS WAS SO FUN!! like actually it was a lot of fun <3 also stan svt for clear skin y'all,, i love this song sm

Our night is in between

The countless stars and sad

When your friend tells you they won a treasure fansign and has no one to go with... of course you go along with them, being the great and kind friend that you are. You pat their back as they have about 4 mental breakdowns when the day comes, help them choose an outfit to wear and some gifts for the members, and hug them tightly on the bus ride there.

You're not really nervous as you don't know what to expect, but your friend definitely is. They hold your hand tightly and shake while rambling the whole way there. It makes you smile, seeing how excited they are.

Still tightly holding hands, the two of you enter the venue and find your seats, staring at the long table on the stage with 12 chairs behind it.

"I'm so excited I could die! When they walk up there.. oh my God I bet they glow in person," you friend tells you.

"Am I going to have to go say hi to them too? I feel bad, you should have found a teume and given them your spare ticket," you say.

Your friend lightly slaps your arm.

"Don't feel bad! Didn't you say you like Hyunsuk? Every time you watch their mvs when I show you, you always say you love his voice. You should go up there and tell him!"

"Well alright," you say, starting to feel a bit nervous now.

You don't even have time to think, though, as they walk up to their table a few moments later. Everyone starts cheering and you wince at the loud sound, not being used to it. You try to cheer along too and act enthusiastic, but all the screaming is bothering you.

Your friend knows how you feel and they tightly hold your hand, giving you a hug.

"Thank you for coming even though I know you hate when it's loud like this," they tell you.

You smile and squeeze their hand.

Once the fansign begins, you listen to your friend as they rehearse everything they want to tell the members, reminding them of what they want to say each time they forget something. Before you know it, it's your friend's turn, and you follow-up soon after.

The faraway moonlight

Becomes our light

You sit in front of one of a member whose name you aren't aware of, so after he asks you for your name so he can sign it on the album, you also ask for his.

"I'm Junghwan... do you not know me?" he asks, surprised.

"Ah, I'm sorry, my friend wanted me to come along with them and I'm not too familiar with all the members, so..."

"Oh, that's okay! Well, I'm Junghwan. Jeongwoo next to me is really ugly, if you ever start listening to treasure, don't pick him as your bias, okay? Pick me!" Junghwan says, laughing and signing your album.

Jeongwoo hears him and slaps his shoulder.

Once you talk to Jeongwoo, you tell him that he's actually really pretty, then Jeongwoo rubs that in Junghwan's face, who is sad that you didn't call him pretty.

Hyunsuk is the last member you talk to - apparently they put the members in order of youngest to oldest even though they usually do oldest to youngest.

Hyunsuk greets you with a big smile and extends out his hand to you.

"[y/n], right? Nice to meet you!" he says.

You're shocked that he knows your name.

"Ah, your friend who was talking to me told me a lot about you. You don't know treasure well but you know me, right? I'm your favourite?" Hyunsuk urges, winking at you.

"I do like your raps, your voice tone is really unique and your rap flows really well," you explain.

Hyunsuk smirks and brushes off his shoulders enthusiastically, thanking you for all the praise.

"Thank you so much! It's an honour to be your favourite member. What kind of music do you listen to?"

When you explain, he nods along and stares at you so intently that you feel appreciated, even though he's the idol here! He responds with so much energy, singing a couple of lines from a song by an artist you love.

"We're actually super compatible because I love those artists, too," Hyunsuk explains.

"I get a lot of inspiration from them when I write."

"Really? I'll look forward to your works in the future then!" you say, feeling giddy.

"Wow, really? I'm honoured! I'll work hard for you, [y/n]!" Hyunsuk says with a smile, handing you the album he's signed.

As you stand up in a rush, you don't notice that the handmade bracelet you were wearing is not around your wrist anymore. You were fumbling with it so much that it slid off onto the table, and you forgot to pick it up.

The blowing breeze

Lets me go to you

Hyunsuk only notices the bead bracelet with your name on it after the fansign event is already over. Feeling sad that you left without it, he holds it in his hands. But now he's glad, cause he'll never forget your name. It's written on the bracelet in bead lettering, [y/n].

-

"[y/n], [y/n], [Y/N]!!!!" your friend yells, racing to your room.

Being their roommate was just a little frustrating sometimes with how loud they were.

"What is it?" you ask, looking up from your computer at your friend in your doorway.

"Hyunsuk.... he posted on sns and he's holding your bracelet!"

"My... what?" you ask, jumping up to look at your friend's phone.

Sure enough, he's holding the bracelet in his hand with a smile, and the twitter caption reads: "dear teumes, one of you left this bracelet at the fansign 2 days ago. if you contact us, we will return it back to you! #[y/n]mustbeyourname #dear[y/n]pleasecomecollectyourbracelet"

"WHAT? How did I leave my bracelet there?" you ask, instinctively rubbing your wrist.

Your friend shakes their head at you and pats your shoulder.

"You're clumsy, that's how. Now... you need to DM them to get that bracelet! I made it for you and I'm not going to let you lose it that easily."

"Will they really reply? They probably get thousands of DMs every second..." you point out, still pulling out your phone and opening twitter nonetheless.

"C'mon just do it! Or I won't be your friend anymore," your friend tells you.

"You can't threaten me with that, anymore. We've been friends for too long for that to work on me."

Your friend pouts as you open up treasure's account to DM them.

you: hello! i am [y/n] and i left my bracelet behind... how do i retrieve it from you?

You turn your phone off and throw it on your bed, not expecting a reply, but almost immediately, it vibrates.

You and your friend lock eyes, both reaching for it.

treasure: hello, [y/n]! this is Hyunsuk ^^; well... i have actually received a lot of DMs from people claiming to be you... but i'm unsure of what kind of proof i should ask for

"Oh my God.... Hyunsuk... himself replied? YOU'RE TALKING TO HYUNSUK RIGHT NOW?!" your friend screams, shaking your shoulders.

"Please calm down," you tell your friend, despite your own heart racing in your chest.

Oh, fuck it, you think, joining them in squealing loudly in your room.

"Okay, okay proof.... first, you can send a photo of you wearing the bracelet," your friend suggests. You both look through your phone galleries to see if you can find something.

Once you do, you send it to Hyunsuk along with a video of you explaining the situation so he knows it isn't some scam or edited photo a sasaeng is sending.

treasure: wahhhh... cute!! okay, thank you [y/n] and i'm sorry for bothering you.. could you come by this café? i can meet you there! and please tell no one about this, or i really won't be able to meet you to give your bracelet back.

"YOU'RE MEETING HIM IN A CAFÉ?" your friend shrieks again, flopping down on your bed.

You shake your head at them, but you would be lying if you said you weren't a bit excited.

-

After getting lost a few times, you eventually find the café and step inside.

To your surprise, Hyunsuk is already there in a corner, wearing a mask and a baseball cap. Yet you can tell it's him, from the way he's sitting and the clothes he's wearing.

He recognizes you too and stands up, waving you over.

"[y/n], it's so nice to meet you again! Sit, please sit. Do you want anything to drink? What shall I get for you?" he says all of this quickly, as if he's been rehearsing this a million times and is so nervous that he needs to say it all at once.

Swallowing up smiles

With butterflies, baton touch

"No, no, please! Let me get you something since you were so kind to return it to me," you say, standing up and taking out your wallet.

"No, please, let me do this!" Hyunsuk argues, but you know you can't let him do this.

You firmly shake your head.

"I'm sure no teume would let you pay for their drink after all you've done for them, so please let me buy something! If you don't let me, you'd be rejecting my kindness and that would hurt me," you explain.

"Really? Ah, well in that case... Get me anything! I'm sure I'll appreciate your taste."

You walk up to the counter with the only knowledge that Hyunsuk likes bitter coffee. You saw in in a treasure map video that your friend showed you before, so you buy him an iced americano along with a drink for yourself.

When you return with the drinks, Hyunsuk has removed his mask and his grin lights up the dim atmosphere.

"Iced americano?! My favourite! You know me really well for someone who said at the fansign that they aren't a teume," Hyunsuk tells you, thanking you for the drink before taking it.

"Oh, before I forget!" he exclaims, taking the bracelet out of his pocket and handing it to you.

"Right... the whole reason we met up!" you say with a laugh, taking it from him carefully.

Hyunsuk nods but doesn't speak, something else being on his mind.

He asks you questions from thereon, as if you're on a date and he's trying to get to know you. The thing is, he doesn't seem to be asking them just to fill the silence, but genuinely takes interest in your answers, nodding along and responding when he discovers interests that you both share.

His phone then vibrates, and he pouts when he checks it.

"It's my manager calling... I think I have to go. But [y/n]... it was really nice meeting you like this! Hopefully we can meet again soon," he says, standing up.

You stand up too, exchange greetings before parting ways.

As Hyunsuk answers his phone, he tells himself that he'll ask you for your number if fate ever brings you two together again.

-

"So this is where Hyunsuk asked you to meet? Wow... he has taste, really. This place is so nice!" your friend says, holding onto your arm and looking around at the café.

They had begged you to show them where Hyunsuk brought you, so of course, being the great friend you are, you brought them here.

The faraway light

Becomes our memory

"Where did you sit?" they ask you, immediately walking over to the spot when you show it to them.

"What did he drink?" they ask you.

"Iced americano," you say.

Your friend gives you their card, asking you to buy an iced americano for them and whatever drink you'd like for yourself. Their happiness makes you chuckle, and you happily walk to the counter to make the purchase.

Not on purpose but because of standing closely behind them in line, you overhear the conversation of the people in front of you.

"Yeah, I met them here and they were so nice. I didn't even tell them I like bitter coffee, but they got me an iced americano!"

You smile, being reminded of your encounter with Hyunsuk.

"You did remember to give them the bracelet, right?" the person's friend asks them, and they nod vigorously.

You frown, then. Okay, this sounds very similar to what happened with Hyunsuk and I...

Mustering up all the courage you can, you tap the shoulder of one of the people in front of you. He turns around and the moment your eyes lock, you know it's Hyunsuk.

"[y/n]? You're.... here again?" he asks you, grinning in disbelief.

The boy beside him was... Doyoung? You're starting to get better at recognizing the treasure members!

"This is... that [y/n] that we were talking about?" Doyoung asks Hyunsuk, who nods happily.

He feels as though he's on cloud nine, having met you here after he was just talking about you.

My heart is hotter than day

Just like now, for you

"I'm [y/n], it's nice to meet you," you say to Doyoung, who returns your greeting.

"We technically already met at the fansign, but yes, nice to meet you!" he says, smiling prettily.

"What are you ordering? I'll pay for you!" Hyunsuk offers out of excitement, but you shake your head.

"My friend is offering to pay, so I can't say no to that," you say.

Hyunsuk and Doyoung both laugh in agreement.

Once they make their order, they wait for you to finish, too. When you do, Hyunsuk asks you where you're sitting and if they can join you.

"Ah, I would tell you, but my friend is a huge teume and I'm worried they'll get really excited when they see you and maybe make you uncomfortable," you explain.

Doyoung looks to Hyunsuk for reassurance, but he shakes his head.

"I remember your friend, and they were really kind at the fansign so I'm sure they won't bother us at all!"

You feel excited guiding Doyoung and Hyunsuk to your friend, who is not expecting this in the slightest.

"[y/n], what took you so lo-wait. Hyunsuk? Doyoung? Am I dreaming?" they mumble, rubbing their eyes.

The three of you laugh at your friend.

"Hello! You're not dreaming, we are very much real," Doyoung says, sitting across from your friend.

"[y/n], what's happening? Is this a prank?" your friend asks you, and you shake your head.

"We frequent this café often, so it was coincidence that we met here," Doyoung explains.

While your friend gets lost in a conversation with Doyoung, Hyunsuk begins one with you.

"Well... I can't believe we just met again like this," he says, smiling.

"I know! It's so strange.."

"Ah, I'm nervous to ask this but... I told myself if I met you again, I would ask for your number... so would you mind giving it to me?" Hyunsuk asks.

"Are you sure that's okay?"

Hyunsuk nods.

You put your number in Hyunsuk's phone, your hands shaking slightly.

"I'll be sure to contact you!" Hyunsuk says.

And boy, did he contact you.

When everyone’s asleep, it’s so beautiful

Your smile resembles the moonlight

Your phone was a flood of messages from this boy who was smitten with you after just meeting you three times. Goodnight texts, good morning texts, good afternoon texts, you name it! You received it all from Hyunsuk.

He planned to see you often, even though his schedule was so busy. Meetings with him were unique and meaningful, like attending a one-day painting class and playfully messing up each other's canvases while quietly giggling to avoid being caught by the instructor. Or, you'd just walk by the Han river at night, deeply talking about the thoughts you had stored deeply in your heart. Hyunsuk's hand was always itching to hold yours at that time, but he never wanted to move too quickly.

His confession was tender, thoughtful. In the safety of his dorm room, which he'd recently been inviting you to hang out in, he looked at you in silence for a few moments before speaking, as the two of you sat on the floor of his room.

With tightly held hands, the sun is setting

Only the stars fill up the night sky

As it shines on us

"[y/n]... I have something to tell you," he says, smiling sweetly at you.

You nod, urging him to go on.

"Okay... I'll cut to the chase! I like you, [y/n]. But I know it could be a burden to you, since I'm an idol and dating me won't be easy... but I still want to say I like you. I kind of fell for you at first sight but... ah..." Hyunsuk goes quiet, feeling shy and embarrassed.

You shyly reach for his hand, encouraging him to look up.

"Actually, Hyunsuk... I like you, too. I didn't know if it was okay for me to feel that way and all, with you being an idol... but your words were all the encouragement I needed," you say.

"Really? So... would you be willing... to date me?" Hyunsuk asks, smiling so hard his face was almost as bright as the sun.

You nod, and he pulls you into a hug, warmer than anything you've ever felt before.

Your relationship doesn't change much, still going on fun excursions. The only difference was that now, Hyunsuk would secretly hold your hand, placing it in his pocket and squeezing it lightly as the two of you roamed around shopping centres. You'd wear very subtle couple accessories, like bracelets or rings, or had small keyrings that matched.

I will have you by my side

So I can care for you

And love you

He would openly love you in private, though, holding you to his chest in his dorm room as he sang you a tune he was working on, kissing your head when he thought you had fallen asleep. He'd let you stay the night, offering you his clothes, his bed and his entire body for you to cuddle up into, shielding you from the world, the cold, and all of your problems.

When he woke up to you cooking in the kitchen, he'd smile so hard that his eyes would crease over and he'd bounce around the dorm, bragging to his members about you.

Truly, with you in his life, his dawn was hotter than day. The two of you were alive at night, when you could spend the best of your time together. And Hyunsuk wouldn't change that for the world.

The Girl With The Pretty Smile (S.CB)

Word Count : 2739

Warnings : swearing, bullying

Synopsis : No one seemed to look Changbin's way. Except for a girl with a pretty smile that made his days so much better.

Author's Note : Just a short oneshot to try and get back into writing. Hope you enjoy!

She looked at him expectantly with the same bright smile she always gave him. It was a smile that he had burned in his memory, a smile he thinks about on his darkest days to bring light back.

            He had an entire speech thought out, a speech he worked on for days. Crumpled up papers are still littered in his room with failed attempts to write what was in his heart. Words about how her smile brightens his days, how he’s grateful for her kindness, how over time he fell in love with her.

            But as soon as she turned around to face him, all the words escaped him. All he could do was gawk at her, his eyes a little wider than usual, and his mouth completely devoid of any saliva. She didn’t seem to mind, allowing Changbin to gather his thoughts, her smile not faltering for even a second.

            “I-“ He started, but no other words came to him. She had him literally speechless. He could see her friends waiting for her just ahead of them and suddenly felt bad for taking up her time. “Sorry.” He quickly mumbled before speed walking away.

            “What was that about?” Karina asked her. Y/n was looking in the direction that Changbin had sped off in, a fond look in her eyes as she giggled about the odd interaction. “Oh my god, don’t tell me you LIKE Seo Changbin?”

            “And if I do?” Y/n questioned, cocking her head to the side as she looked at Karina. Which, of course, prompted both Giselle and Karina to go off on their usual spiel on how weird he was, how he doesn’t talk to anyone.

            “Come on, Y/n. If you dated Seo Changbin, your reputation would completely tank. No one would talk to you anymore.” Karina ended, wrapping her arm around Y/n’s shoulders. “Let’s just forget about him and make the guys buy us food, hmm?”

            Before Y/n could say anything else, Giselle jumped in and started talking about what happened in her class, so she just stayed quiet. Swallowed the words she wanted to say, but her smile had faded. What was so wrong about liking someone that treated her with nothing but kindness?

            “Good morning.” She greeted with a smile, as she did every morning. Others in her class repeatedly told her not to bother with Seo Changbin. He’s a loner. He’s someone that only keeps to himself, not even bothering to spare others a single glance.

            But she had caught him one time looking over at her. When she was struggling to keep up with what their professor was saying. There was a softness in his eyes as he silently angled his notes towards her so she could see them. He acted as if he didn’t do anything, but she still softly thanked him.

            “Morning.” He softly mumbled back to her as he had started doing a couple days ago. A smile was tugging at his lips every single time she smiled at him. There was a warmness in his chest when he thought of her, especially the way she would smile at him, even if he didn’t return it.

            “I wanted to thank you for all your help in this class.” She whispered as to not bring attention to her and Changbin. He turned his head to look at her as she placed a coffee on his desk, a smiley face messily drawn on the side of the cup next to his name. “I don’t really know what you like, so I just got you my favourite.”

            Again she was looking at him with her pretty smile before turning her attention to her notebook. Changbin could see random squiggles drawn in the margins of the pages. Random shapes ranging from a plain triangle to hearts to smiley faces. Smiley faces similar to the one drawn next to his name on the coffee cup on the corner of his desk.

            This would be the first moment Changbin realized he had a crush on the girl with the pretty smile that sits beside him.

            “You won’t believe what Giselle and I saw when we were picking Y/n up from her class.” Karina said once everyone had their food in front of them.

            “Oh does she have a secret boyfriend?” Yeonjun teased, wiggling his eyebrows in her direction. Wooyoung and Yeosang chuckled before joining in on the teasing. “How unfortunate. Soobin was really hoping he’d have a shot.”

            “No way?! Tell him to go for it. I think she needs a wake up call.” Giselle said. “She told us she has a crush on Seo Changbin.” Wooyoung practically spit his food out at this revelation.

            “Seo Changbin?! You mean the guy that doesn’t talk to anyone?”

            “He talks to Y/n apparently.” Karina smirked, crossing her arms over her chest as she sat back, her gaze directed to Y/n and Y/n only. “I knew you were hiding something from us, you know. You seemed too happy these days. Who would have thought it was because of Seo Changbin.”

            “I never thought I’d ever hear of Seo Changbin making someone happy.” Yeosang chuckled, shaking his head at the very thought. Y/n sat there quietly picking at her food, her appetite suddenly gone at all the digs her friends were making at Changbin.

            “I’ll set up a date with Soobin. I think you two would get along really well.” Yeonjun said, placing his hand on top of hers. A kind smile danced across his lips, the very lips that spouted insults about someone she considered a friend.

            “No thanks.” She mumbled, pulling her hand away from his. “I’m going to head out first. I don’t really feel like listening to you guys talk shit about someone I like.” Before anyone could say anything, she was gone. Disappeared the same way Changbin did before he could confess.

            “This time, I’ll allow you to choose your partners.” Y/n’s smile was just as bright as it usually was when she turned towards Changbin as their professor spoke about the new project they’d be working on. Why was she looking at him like he held all the answers to the universe? And why was his heart pounding so hard?

            “Y/n.” She turned away from him at the sound of her name. He took a quick glance to see who was standing beside her desk. Han Jisung stood there, one hand on the back of her seat and the other twirling his pen. His infamous smirk was plastered on his face, the same one that had far too many girls falling at his feet hoping he would notice them.

            But he only had eyes for Y/n, As did many others in the school, but no one was as brazen as Jisung was. Flirting with her every chance he got, but she never seemed to reciprocate. Unbeknownst to everyone, her heart already belonged to Seo Changbin.

            “Should we partner up and show everyone we’re the superior couple?” Jisung asked with a wink. The other students watched on as if a drama was playing out right in front of them. The moment when the main couple finally admits their feelings and allows themselves to fully fall in love with the other.

            But in Y/n’s story, Han Jisung was just another background character. Someone that had little significance to the ending she desired. “No thanks.” And her attention was back on Changbin, who looked at her with widened eyes, wondering if he really just watched her reject Jisung.

            And with everyone still watching her, she began talking about her ideas for the project with Changbin, while he continued to sit there and stare at her. She intrigued him, amazed him even. Something about the way she looks at him makes him feel like he’s home.

            Changbin paced his dorm room, mumbling the same words over and over again. I like you. I really like you. His roommate watched on in confusion having never seen the quiet and reserved Seo Changbin like this. “Dude, if you like her that much, just fucking tell her.” He spoke up before retreating to his room.

            He was right. And Changbin wanted to tell her. Not in hopes that she would feel the same way and would want to date him. But he wanted to let her know that someone out there really enjoys her presence and thinks that her smile could cure cancer. He wanted her to know that there was someone that truly loved her.

            Once again he found himself hunched over his desk, scribbling words on paper, hoping they’d make sense to the girl they were meant for. Crumpled balls of paper overflowed his trashcan, just as it had a couple nights prior when he wrote out his speech. The speech he had forgotten once she looked at him.

            Which is why he opted to write her a letter this time. A letter filled with all the words he wish he could say to her but knows all the words would die on the tip of his tongue the second she smiled at him. He tried his best to make his writing look pretty. Tried to make the words flow from line to line, much like a love song.

            He poured his heart onto the paper, hoping that his words would make her smile. The same smile she greeted him with every single day. The same smile she gives him every time their eyes meet. The same smile that makes all the bad in his life disappear.

            And even if she doesn’t feel the same, he hopes she’ll reread the letter and smile, knowing there was someone that loved her so pure and true they took the time to write it all out on paper. He hopes the words will bring her happiness even on her worst days.

            The smile she greeted him with this morning didn’t reach her eyes like all the previous smiles had. He could tell that something had happened, something that took her smile away. And they weren’t friends, just seatmates in their one shared class, but he was concerned. “Everything okay?” He whispered when she sat down.

            She froze in the middle of taking her books out of her bag, turning her head to look in his direction. He could see a small smile dancing across her lips. Not as bright as it usually was, but it was still a pretty sight. “Yeah. Everything’s great. Just stress from my other classes.”

            He wondered what other classes she took. Which was her favourite? Which made her the most stressed? But he didn’t ask. Instead he gave her a small nod, telling her that if she needs help studying, he wouldn’t mind studying with her sometime.

            “I’d need your number for that, Changbin.” Her smile was wider now, and Changbin deluded himself to think it was because of him. Because of what he said. And the very thought that she was smiling because of him instead of at him made butterflies burst in his stomach.

            “Right. Uh-here.” He quickly scribbled his number on the corner of a page in his notebook, carelessly ripping it off, and handed it to her. “Text me anytime, Y/n.” He returned her smile, and she thought to herself that she had never seen something as beautiful as Seo Changbin’s smile.

            Changbin’s leg bounced in anticipation, his eyes fixed on the door as he waited for Y/n. The letter he planned to give her tucked away in his notebook, a corner poking out, taunting him. Today, everything was going to change, and that thought alone was almost enough to make Changbin change his mind. Almost.

            But when Y/n walked in and time seemed to slow down, he knew he needed to confess before his feelings suffocated him. She greeted him with the same pretty smile that made him fall for her in the first place, and he met her eyes and returned the smile. “Good morning, Changbin. You seem anxious, everything okay?” She plopped in the seat next to him, slowly taking out her books as Changbin tried to figure out what to say.

            “This is for you.” He said softly, sliding the letter across his desk to hers. She looked down to the envelope with her name scrawled across it, a smiley face drawn beside it. The same envelope that held Changbin’s feelings. And then she looked over at him as she grabbed it.

            “Should I read it now or later?” Her head was slightly cocked to the side, almost as if she was teasing him, but he could see the sincerity in her eyes. She was never one to tease Changbin. Right from the first day she showed him nothing but kindness.

            “You can read it now if you want.” She could hear the nervousness in his voice, see the way he averted his eyes, but took short glances towards her. In her heart she knew exactly what the letter entailed. She knew she was about to read his confession. And her heart burst in excitement.

            “Good. Because I’m impatient.” She giggled, carefully tearing the envelope open and reading the words Changbin stayed up all night writing. His notebook that he kept at home was considerably thinner than when he bought it, most of the pages in crumpled balls littered on his floor. Pages upon pages of failed confessions, and just one that seemed to say exactly what was in his heart.

            It detailed all the reasons why he loved her. How she brightened his days. How happy she’s made him the past few months. And that he doesn’t care if his feelings were unrequited because he doesn’t love her in hopes she’d love him back.

            She read it carefully. And then reread it. She read it a few times until she had it almost completely memorized. Her friends words echoed in her mind, how her reputation would tank. No one would talk to her. And she realized that she didn’t really care.

            She didn’t care if her friends wouldn’t want to be friends with her anymore. She didn’t care if other people looked at her weirdly. She didn’t care if she wasn’t invited to parties or study groups.

            Because none of those things make her as happy as Changbin did. All the fake smiles and laughs faded the second her eyes met Changbin’s. Because his very presence brought a smile to her face.

            And so she turned to him, the letter still in her hands, and he looked at her with worry in his eyes, but she was smiling. She wouldn’t be smiling if she was going to reject him, right? She wasn’t that cruel. “I want to hear you say it.”

            Those were not the words he expected, nor were they the ones he hoped for. But Y/n was always unexpected. He should have known she wouldn’t have a normal answer to his confession. “Say what?”

            “Tell me you love me. Say it to my face.” Students that were sat nearby stopped their conversations, listening closely to Y/n and Changbin. They waited in anticipation, wondering what Changbin was going to do, if he was going to say anything.

            He opened his mouth, but once again the words died on the tip of his tongue. She made him nervous in the same way she made him happy. But she was still looking at him, waiting to hear the words fall from his lips. It was the only thing holding him back from hearing her answer, so he pushed passed the nerves and confessed in spoken words, the way he wanted to originally. “I love you.”

            A simple confession, much shorter that the confession she held in her hands, but it made her smile all the same. And the other students listening in leaned closer to hear what she was going to say. No one expecting the girl that rejected Jisung would be the same girl that would confess to Changbin. “I love you too, Seo Changbin.”

            It was short and simple. Sweet and to the point. But it was enough to make Changbin’s heart burst. His smile was the biggest she’s ever seen, and it was just as beautiful as the first smile she ever saw dance across his lips.

            Short, sweet, and to the point. But it was perfect. Because at the end of the day, the girl with the pretty smile loved him back.

୨୧ MY DOPAMINE! — p. jongseong

pairing. tutor!park jay x f!reader w.c. 0.8k  tw/cw. organic chemistry rawrr👹, nicknames(sweetheart, pretty girl), kissing on the cheeks genre. non idol au, college/high school au, fluff

sru's note! finals are coming fr and im in need of a handsome tutor smh 😩 feedbacks and reblogs are always appreciated!

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"so," jay pushed up his rimless glasses with his slender fingers as he sighed, looking at you, "how do you convert ethyne to benzene?"

it was tough really, both the subject and the situation.

only a week ago you convinced, park jay— the chemistry topper in your class, to tutor you for the upcoming final exams. there was no doubt you weren't even going to get the passing marks at the subject, which was obviously, a shame. but you had to do something! the finals were in a week or so!

but your heart was against convincing jay park to tutor you. it was against the fact that your heartbeat would accelerate everytime he was in the frame, the fact that your pupils would dilate at the sight of him simply adjusting his glasses or his cute face whenever he was solving problems, the fact that you'd find yourself in awe whenever you were lost in his heavenly face.

the fact that dopamine secrets in your body whenever its him.

almost whatever he did, you loved it.

"hey, are you even listening to me?", jay's 'strict tutor' voice snapped you out of your trance.

"h-huh? y-yes!", struggling to actually pay attention to the opened chemistry book in front of you, you lift your head up to meet the firm eyes of jays.

but as soon as you took a glimpse of his blond hair caressing his soft brows with his glasses and rolled arm sleeves to the addition of his beauty, boy oh boy, you were swept away.

"uh huh?", he smirked leaning over the study table, closer to you, "then what's the answer, hmm?"

"it's...", you trailed off, making a fake thinking face to show some level of understanding in the subject to jay, when in reality you had no idea of the tedious chemical reactions, ".... it's uhm-"

"come on sweetheart," sweetheart, "I've taught you this three times already", jay closed the notebook in front of him and sighed, clasping his hands together.

"to be honest jay....", you heavily sigh back, whining as you dug your fingernails in your scalp, mentally cursing chemistry and cursing you lovestruck weak heart, for not being able to concentrate.

"i-i really don't know the answer. i've never been good at chemistry!"

"alright, but is that the excuse you give to the teacher when you fail this semester?"

"no, but-" you roll your eyes, wondering when this was gonna end, but jay cut you off,

"y/n, im gonna ask you the simplest question ever. if you don't get it right, i wont teach you anymore."

this single sentence of jay had you sweating cold, with your heart suffer a crack. Shit. You knew you had to leap for the sun for this one, by hook or by crook.

'cause obviously, you didn't wanna miss your favourite face for a week.

"solve this numerical for me ok?", jay slided a blank workspace with a question on top for you to solve.

you gulped at the question, it was easy but tricky.

few loose strands fondled your cheeks while you worked at the problem, praying to every god that you'd get it right for the sake of jay sticking around.

you groaned, scribbling the whole equation for the second time after you thought it would be right. and if the pressure of the awful subject chemistry wasn't enough, you felt the warm touch of jay's hands, ever so lightly tucking the loose strands behind you ear.

but thank god you had your head down, for your cheeks went crimson.

"i love your hair," jay chuckled, his fingertips still lingering on your cheeks, "come on! you know the answer, hun." hun.

you gulped even harder, and handed him the answer sheet back, manifesting it would be correct. but you were on the verge of keeping cool. jay park smiled at for the second time! and tucked your hair?! oh my—

"hey! i told ya, it's correct!" jay beamed, handing you the paper back.

"finally!", and so you couldn't keep your joy, squealing and giggling. because you got the answer right was a factor, but being able to spend more time with jay made up 99% of it.

but all this time jay admired you as much. so much, that he ignored the tiny mistake done in the numerical he gave, after all he too wanted to be closer the prettiest girl in the world. he rejected tutoring to so many other students in his class, just for his pretty girl. (>.<)

then all of a sudden it came to a halt when you felt a feathery, tinglish sensation on your cheeks, tinting it crimson again.

it was almost unbelievable that jay kissed you, but then he smiled ever so sweetly at you, meanwhile you were losing your mind over this, jaws hung low, eyes widened and cheeks rapidly getting coloured.

"if you manage to get good grades this semester," jay sang, leaning dangerously close to your ears and stealing your breath away as he whispered,

"then i'll kiss you on your lips, pretty girl."

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maya may i request the prompt showing up outside your enemy's door ''i didn’t know where else to go'' and jay !!

3am . jay x gn!reader about . 582 words, fluff warnings . bruises, shirtless jay idk 😭

the last thing you expect to happen at 3 in the morning is for your arch nemesis to show up at your apartment door, soaking wet from the downpour outside and sporting a big bruise on his face.

"jay? what are you doing here?" you ask, voice riddled with sleep as you fight back a yawn wanting to escape your mouth.

"sorry, um— i got into a fight and my roommate won't answer the door. i didn't know where else to go."

you sigh, pulling him inside and closing the door so the rain won't soak his figure any longer. even in your half asleep state, you notice how his wet shirt clings to his muscles, making him incredibly attractive in the moment, but you force yourself not to ponder over the thought too long and instead grab a towel from your bathroom so he can dry off.

he gladly accepts the fluffy cloth once you bring it to him, running it through his hair and down his neck. you notice him focus your attention on you and smirk, as if something about you seems amusing enough to bring that expression onto his face.

"nice outfit," he comments, clarifying what caught his attention as you look down and mentally groan at your patterned pajamas.

"you know, i could kick you out at any second. be glad i let you come inside, because you could be out walking in the rain right now."

"okay okay, geez, sorry," he starts, putting his free hand up as a sign of retreat, "why did you let me in anyway? i thought you hated me."

"i do hate you," you clarify, seeing his eyebrow raise, "but i'm not a monster. it's 3am for gods sake, why were you out fighting? are you out of your mind?"

"aww, are you worried about me?" he retorts, brushing past your shoulder and stepping into your living room, "but just so you'll stop nagging me, i wasn't planning on fighting until 3am either. i was just trying to stop this guy from stealing an old lady's purse, but things escalated."

"aren't you the friendly neighborhood spiderman," you grumble, walking toward your bedroom, "and god, you're getting water all over my carpet! go wait in the bathroom, i'll bring you some oversized clothing i have."

when you open the door to the bathroom, you immediately wish you hadn't, because seeing jay shirtless with wet stringy hair and black jeans sitting on the counter was not on your checklist for the day. but you have no choice but to look, and you place the clothes on the counter and tell him that you've placed a blanket on the couch before turning to leave.

"hey, hey wait! where are you going?" he asks, as if you were forgetting something.

"oh right! the first aid kit is under the cabinet to your left," you reply, racking your brain for anything else you missed, "and i think that's it. if you're hungry or something you can raid my pantry or wake me up—"

you're interrupted by jay pulling you by the arm, forcing you to find a place between his legs as he looks down at you. it takes everything in your power not to let your gaze wander down to his uncovered chest.

"stay up with me a little longer? i really like spending time with this nice version of you. let me cherish this before we go back to hating each other tomorrow, yeah?

boyfriend texts.

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[ 2:27 PM ] — jay leans in, pressing his lips against yours as you were fixing his collar and you, being smitten, can’t help but not pull away to continue fixing it, but chose to melt against the kiss and kiss him back. you smile against the kiss, giggles muffled against jay’s lips as his arms wrap around your waist to pull you impossibly closer to him.

“what’s so funny about me kissing you?” his voice low when he asked, lightly pulling away as he rests his forehead against yours, lips just a breath away.

you shake your head, looking into his eyes through your lashes with a smile on your lips. “you just make me giddy, is all.” you mumble and jay smiles, presses his lips against yours once again. your hands sliding up from his collar to his jaw. “jongseong,” you say against his lips and he hums, kissing you harder because apparently, he’s not doing it hard when you can still talk. you hum, hand going on his chest to softly push him. “you’re gonna be late.”

jay frowns and you smile, hand coming up to his chin as you wipe off your lipstick. “what if i call them and tell them something came up so i can stay with you?” he asks and you chuckle.

“then heeseung would say ‘what, your neediness for y/n?’,” you tease and jay groans, remembering that day when he called in sick because he wanted to stay, but heeseung, of course, knew what was up. “it will just for a few hours, honey. then you’ll be back home, here with me.”

“home is you, y/n.” jay corrects and you smile.

“and you’re mine.” you say as you go back, fixing his collar. after a few minutes, the van honks three times to let you two know they’re out waiting for jay. “take care, love.”

“i’ll see you later.” jay says and you nod.

“i’ll be here.” you say and jay leans in, but you lean back with a smile. you shake your head, gesturing you’re lipstick will transfer on his lips again. normally, you don’t care, but you didn’t want to spoil jay’s look anymore. “go now.”

“but y/n,” jay softly whines and you shake your head. then van honks again, prolonging it this time. you laugh, gesturing to the door. “fine. bye.”

“bye.” you softly say and jay turns around, going to the door, but he turns back. “yeah?”

“my wallet,” he says, walking back. “i forgot my—“ jay cuts himself off as he cups your chin and presses his lips against yours.

jay pulls away with a goofy grin. “park jongseong!” you exclaim, laughing as jay runs out of the shared house, yelling that he loves you. he runs to the van, opening the door as he climbs in and closes it.

heeseung chuckles, shaking his head, jake looks at him with teasing eyes and sunghoon grabs a tissue, pressing it against jay’s lip.

“what the fuck?”

“y/n’s lipstick mark is on your lips, simp.”

“oh.”

— a/n: hi, im back after ghosting for idk ever since hee day lol,, anyway have this jjong drabble lol <3 i'll answer asks inn a bit,, ily for being so patient with me! rbs, comments/feedbacks, and likes are highly appreciated! <3

same author same. the CHOKEHOLD park jongseong has on me is insane.

💭 — JAY AS YOUR BOYFRIEND !

thank yew sona for requesting 😊🫶

warnings : mentions of nickname “love”, mentions of kissing

— would take pics of anything (like a trip or smth) and be like “would’ve been better if you were here” LIKE SHUT UPPPPPP .

— literally is your photographer. he would snap pics from you left and right and is SERIOUS about it . “stop moving.” , “wait stay there just a bit i have a the perfect photo”. he just wants to document all the moments where you looked pretty, which is almost everyday <3

— heavy on the gift giving. he gets you something just because. its always his reason for it. hes so sweet shut up

— he would pick up on all the little details about you and what you liked. he found out your fav food? he’d try cooking it for you. he found out abt your fav song? expect it to play in the car as he drives for a date. he’s just!!!!! yes!!!!!!

— he would make you easily flustered without even knowing it. “why are you blushing?” as if he didn’t just do the most sweetest thing ever.

— LIKE brushing away your hair from your face when you speak. so ure like 🧍 and hes like 🤨 cause he does it all the time but he just knows how to make you stop in your tracks, even though he doesn’t know he had that effect on you why is he lying bro STOP.

— he’s always caring for you. like i mean it. he would hold doors of you, open the car door for you to enter first, just helping you with everything 🙁

— adding onto that, you’re his passenger princess. you will not get a hold on the wheel (maybe if you convince him, but he would still be on doubt) when he’s around. if you try driving hes like , ummm what are you doing 🤨? would kick you out of the driver’s seat as fast as possible. to make up for it, he lets you pick the playlist for you both to sing your hearts out on the road.

— would play with your hair any chance he gets to. like he loves brushing his hand through it. would be down to learn how to do your hair so that when you’re tired, he could help you if he needed to :( <3

— he would be so patient and understanding with you. like he is that person who is like just say whatever you can, i’ll form it together in words for you whenever you couldn’t quite express it. sliding down the wall

— tries not to raise his voice at you. would always talk to you in a soft voice normally which makes the others go 🤨 . like the favoritism??? but jay doesn’t care 😊

— random ily’s throughout the day. he just likes reassuring you even though he really doesn’t need to.

— back hugs back hugs back hugs back hugs!!!

— isn’t huge on the teasing bc he’s afraid he would get you upset </3 he would always tease you at the right moments though bc yk he’s joking since he never does it often <3

— when hes jealous, he’d just have his tongue poking in his cheek and pulls you closer to wrap his hand around your waist (without you realizing it). would probably tell you afterwards that he was jealous — leading to you teasing and reassuring him

— holds eye contact with you when you speak. like once you meet his gaze you just stop. and he casually goes “why did you stop? keep going, i wanna hear more.” and when you do he js nods and goes “there you go love” LIKE SHUT THE HELL UP . MAKING ME GIGGLE AT 1 PM .

— seems like a guy where he’d grab your chin to kiss you

— big on kissing each other’s cheek before he or you leaves the house. if he’s leaving, he expects a kiss on the cheek just so he could leave and just look forward to seeing you later. im screaming in my pillow

— a big spoon bc he loves pulling you closer to him as you cuddle / go to sleep. also whispering affirmations into your ear js bc he thinks it helps you sleep better it does

💭 — jay has me going delulu. please help.

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; ⎯ it’s you, only you .

synopsis. why is it that jay—known as the cool and confident guy around school—quiets down only around you?

pairing. jay x reader ⋅ genres. fluff ⋅ wc. 0.8k ⋅ warnings. stage fright?

prompts 1. holding their hands when they are shaking ; 18. sharing a soft smile across a crowded room ⋅ requested ⋅ dark blood event

a/n. aka shy jay w his crush ^^

“okay, y/n, you’re up in two minutes! good luck!”

at the sound of those words, your heart sunk deeper than where it was previously sitting in your stomach already. your breaths grew uneven and your hands began to tremble.

but it seems jay noticed it all.

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ex bf texts — enhypen

📓 — IS THIS ATTRACTION?

⸃ ⸰ ⌁ you and heeseung get paired up for a psychology project about attraction. maybe its a chance to fall in love? ヾ

pairing - student crush!heeseung x fem!reader ୨୧ wc - 500+ ₊˚⊹ genre high school au, falling in love ୨ warnings - not proofread⠀✩｡:*･. nini side note i had this in my drafts for a couple of days so i guess i should upload it >< also changed out my layouts for my works!! | LIBRARY FOR MORE... (check out my new sunghoon au: twenty five, twenty one)

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YOU CAN FEEL THE TENSION in the air as you walk into the psychology lab, your heart pounding with anticipation. Today marks the beginning of a new project: attraction. And fate has chosen none other than Heeseung to be your partner.

As you approach him, you can't help but notice the nervous energy from him as well. "Hey," you greet him with a tentative smile, trying to ignore the butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

"Hey," he replies, his voice laced with a hint of enthusiasm, "So I guess we're partners," His eyes meet yours, and for a moment, the world seems to slow down.

"Yeah," you reply, your voice a touch softer than usual. There's something about Heeseung that draws you in, something that makes your heart race and your palms sweaty. You shake your head, trying to clear your thoughts, focusing instead on the task at hand.

Together, you sift through the project guidelines, discussing ideas and brainstorming possible approaches. Despite the initial awkwardness, you find yourself drawn to Heeseung's face. His eyes light up as he talks about theories of attraction, and you can't help but be captivated by his enthusiasm.

As the days pass, you and Heeseung spend more and more time together, pouring over research papers and essays. With each passing moment, you find yourself falling deeper under his spell. His laughter becomes music to your ears, and his smile so perfect.

One evening, as you sit side by side in the library, the soft glow of the reading lamps casting shadows across the room, Heeseung turns to you with a hesitant smile.

"Hey, can I ask you something?" he says, his voice soft and uncertain.

"Of course," you reply, turning to face him. He takes a deep breath, his gaze searching yours.

"Do you believe in love at first sight?" The question catches you off guard, and for a moment, you're at a loss for words. But then you meet his gaze, and something inside you shifts, as if a puzzle piece has finally found its place.

"Yeah," you say softly, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "I do. Sometimes, you just meet someone, and everything clicks, you know?"

Heeseung smiles, a hint of warmth in his eyes. "Yeah, I know what you mean cause I feel it right now in me, when I'm with you,"

Heeseung's smile widens, and before you know it, he's reaching for your hand, his fingers intertwining with yours in a silent promise of something more. And as you sit there, bathed in the warm glow of the library lights, you realize that sometimes, the most beautiful connections are the ones you never saw coming.

heeyyy!! i love the sunghoon and jake crush story thing (actually obsessed its so cute) and i was wonder if u could do one with jay!! thank u so much!!

"PICTURES I POSTED ON MY IG STORY JUST FOR MY CRUSH TO SEE" TREND W/ JAY

pairing! non-idol!jay x gn!reader

genre! fluff, college au, social media au

warning! incorrect facts abt paris LMAO

notes! THANK YOU ANONN!! you guys seem to rlly like these and I enjoy making them as well ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 so ofc I can make one for jay lovely. when I was trying to find pictures for this post istg I fell in love with jay all over again like he's just such a dream :(( I love him saur much even tho he's not even my bias lmao, ANYWAYSS enjoy nonnie beloved <33

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✰ PAIRING. bf!enha x gn!reader.

✰ GENRE. fluff <33

✰ WC. 2.1k words.

✰ TW. mentions of food. mentions of kissing.

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𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆.

It’s 1 am, you’re returning from your nightly escape with Heeseung, fingers intertwined and hands swinging back and forth. He’s enthusiastically telling you about his new internship, doe eyes looking dreamy and full of stars, pearl white teeth showing shyly from time to time from the lovely smile he holds on his features.

He’s walking you home, and when he speaks, you listen carefully to his words and soft tone of voice. When you speak, he looks at you as if you’re the one holding his entire world in your hands.

You’re outside your building but he doesn’t want to let go of your hand, he doesn’t want to let go of you yet, saying something along the lines of ‘i’ll miss you so much’ even if you agreed already to go have breakfast together before going to your respective lectures.

After so much convincing and pushing from your side, begrudgingly, he waves goodbye, but he’s not walking away until you kiss his pouty lips one, two, three times, making the butterflies in his stomach awake and leaving a trace of goosebumps along his arms.

Heeseung is already in the middle of the street, about to turn a corner, but he never turns his back to you, deciding to walk backwards so he can keep admiring your pretty face, a cheeky giggle coming out of his throat when he winks playfully at you and he sees you shying away. Stopping in his tracks, he suddenly gets an idea, and even if it could cost him your neighbors calling the cops, he doesn’t mind a little bit.

It’s almost 2 am when Lee Heeseung puts his hands around his mouth to echo his voice, a very loud “I love you, Y/n!” resounding in the lonely street, “I’m so deeply, madly in love with you!” he screams again, and even if you’re shaking both your head and hands to signal for him to stop, Heeseung can see through your actions; he sees your gorgeous smile, making him feel victorious at his reckless antics of disturbing everyone’s peace.

Because Heeseung prefers to say “I love you” too much than too little. Because Lee Heeseung prefers to love you rather loudly than quietly. Because Lee Heeseung would rather prefer living in a world where you know he loves you a ridiculous amount, than you not knowing the deep feelings he holds for you.

And your heart can’t stop beating against your chest when you see him running to you again while his hands find their place right in your hips as he pulls you closer to his chest.

And even if the boy standing in front of you is a little out of breath, he still kisses you as if you were the oxygen he so much needed to keep himself alive.

Because even if Heeseung wasn’t sure of a lot of things in his life, he was one hundred percent about this one: that the reason why his heart was beating against his chest was because of you and only you.

Because Heeseung knew that he wanted to spend the rest of his life by your side, loving you.

𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆.

The sun is slowly rising and its rays are starting to illuminate everything on its way, the brunet boy trying to rub the drowsiness away from his eyes as he sets each ingredient he needs one by one, carefully picking bowls and quietly setting the pan for the cooking.

Jay is unwittingly lowly humming to that corny radio song that you always sing, smiling to himself when he remembers how you don’t care to stop even if he playfully rolls his eyes at you. Instead, you always give him thousand tiny love pecks on his cheeks, never failing to make his heart flutter.

It’s barely 8 am, and even if Jay wants to abandon this to find his way again with you and hold your sleepy form in his arms in the warmth of his bed, he doesn’t comply with those thoughts. Because Jay knows how badly you’ve been craving for pancakes, specifically for the ones he always makes for you during special occasions, like when you stay the night at his because it’s too late to walk you back to your flat, just like now.

An hour or so later, he’s done with his masterpiece settled down on the table. Socks squeak against the hardwood floor, but he still tries his best to act cautious to reach his way to you. The biggest smile breaks into his face as his heart fills with warmth when he still sees your sleeping form, looking as soft as ever.

Sighing, he nudges your shoulder a little bit, a small laugh escaping his mouth when you groan in answer without moving, a small pout adorning your lips.

“Breakfast is ready,” he mutters to you, smiling when he sees you opening your eyes at that while making grabby hands at him, and even if you can hear his small, feign complaining and can see the rolling of his eyes in endearment, Jay still complies to your sleepy inquiries, immediately crouching down so you can wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist.

Your lips find his neck and leave small kisses as a good morning greeting. Brushing your hair with his slender fingers, he leaves a small peck on your temple as he sits you on your designated seat, right by his side.

During an early Saturday morning, Jay understands the meaning behind the word “love” when you cut a small part of your pancake and offer it to him to taste first, because, as you always say: “the first bite it’s always the best.”

Jay knows that you’re the only person to him because you get excited over mundane pancakes, standing up as you thank him in the form of hugs and thousand kisses around his face, the both of you giggling as you’re in each other’s arms.

Park Jongseong understands that same day that he wouldn’t mind having to wake up early every single weekend day of his life to cook you your favorite pancakes if it meant he could see your gorgeous smile plastered on your lovely face.

Because that’s what love is about. Love is about eating pancakes with your loved one. And love felt right to him.

Being in love with you felt like his home, and Park Jongseong wouldn’t want to have it in any other way.

𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐔𝐍.

The snowflakes haven’t stopped falling since last night, covering every single surface outside that they could reach and giving you the prettiest picture worth of a museum’s painting.

Jake has excitedly woke you up since early morning, and even if you huffed in despair and whined at him that you wanted to stay inside the warmth of your covers, your overexcited boyfriend still helps you out to dress warmly.

The blonde boy keeps leaving small kisses on your face at any opportunity he gets, the giggling coming out of your still drowsy form making him feel fuzzy inside.

It’s barely 9 am when you’re walking side by side, gloved hands intertwined with each other as he talks about craving hot chocolate so badly for a while now, a small grin playing on his face as some of his gold locks move around freely due the chilly air.

It’s almost noon when you’re pressed one against the other in a booth that’s located at the corner in a cozy café, chatting up about whatever that comes to mind, soft giggling and shared secrets between two lovers that can’t help but look at each other with nothing but fondness behind their orbs.

You ordered your respective beverages, but Jake can’t help but steal a sip time to time from your drink, the boy also feeding you some of the cake he asked for him, tenderly wiping at the corner of your mouth whenever it’s needed, accompanied with a small peck right at the corner of your lips and grinning when he hears your cute laugh.

Having taken off your gloves since you’ve arrived, you reach out to cup the blond’s boy cheeks, making him jump away slightly when he gasps at the contact of your cold skin against his warmness, but even then, he gets a hold of your freezing hands and puts them in front of his face as he breathes on your chilly fingers.

Jake holds you closer, giving you his warmth even at the cost of his own comfort. Jake gives you his love in the form of shiny eyes staring at you with tenderness.

He gives you his love in the form of rubbing your hands gently and kissing them so you can also feel the comforting heat radiating as his manners also warm your heart.

It’s the smile between the small peck he leaves on your knuckles that wordlessly lets you know that he will always put you first. It’s the way he wraps his arms around your figure to put you on his lap, kissing your cheek and making you laugh, that lets you know he wants you happy.

That even if it was something as trivial as cold fingers, or something more profound, Jake hopes that you know that he would give his one hundred percent and two more just so he can see you content and well.

Just so you can know how much love his heart holds for your solemn existence that meant the entire world to him.

𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍.

The sun is starting to set to welcome the moon in a clear night, you and Sunghoon laying on your living room’s couch as each of you minded your business, a soft tune playing in the background and filling the comfortable silence.

His eyes can’t help but raise from his phone screen from time to time so he can admire you, the way your gestures give away whether you like or not a scene from the book you’re reading, scrunching up your nose in disgust or sometimes holding back surprised gasps, making a small smile on his face appear at your cute antics, making him feel warm inside at seeing his person enjoying their own thing, your calm aura enough to make Sunghoon feel serenity just by seeing you exist.

An hour or so later, Sunghoon hears a slow, familiar beat playing on the radio, the song being associated with you inside his mind since you never fail to play it in your car whenever you’re out, and before he can even think of whatever he’s doing, he’s standing on his feet and extending a hand towards you.

“Dance with me, Y/n,” he voices out the offer as crimson red starts overtaking his ears due to shyness under your scrutinizing gaze.

You don’t need to think it twice, getting a hold of his hand and standing along with him as he puts your hands on his shoulders and he embraces your form by holding your waist, eyes meeting with each other as the tall boy starts swaying you from side to side in a slow waltz.

The bright smile you give him just makes him pray and hope that his brain doesn’t fail him so it can commit to this beautiful memory of you being with him like this. He pulls you closer, impossible closer so you can put your head against his chest, hearing the rhythmic beat of his heart, the boy placing his lips against your forehead as you feel him muttering a confession, the three words you always hear from each other’s mouth but still cherish like it’s the first time getting said.

And even when the song comes to an end, the both of you keep the closeness. The moon light watching with affection the two souls deeply enamored with each other as words are not even needed when their actions are louder than every single sentence that could ever get said in romantic poetry.

Park Sunghoon has never struck himself as the type to be a hopeless romantic, but right in that instant, the dark haired boy thinks that peace is an overlooked word.

Peace is the best word that fits the description of whatever he feels blossoming inside his chest whenever he has his arms wrapped around you.

Peace feels like when he gets a glimpse of you smiling up at him, those eyes glinting in endearment just because he exists. His peace is calm and filled with thoughts of his person, it’s full of adoration for you and only you.

Peace feels like home, and home feels like you.

Because Park Sunghoon discovered that love wasn’t just an emotion or a feeling, love wasn’t just a spark in a blink of an eye, it wasn’t just a fleeting moment.

Love was in the shape of a person, and that person to him, happens to be you. 

౨ৎ soft launching your relationship with jay (2/7)

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엔하이픈 --- 00:00 thoughts and confessions

entry notes : oneshot , random scribbles ┊ 이희승 x fem!reader ┊ !nonidol , !established relationship.

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a soft sigh escapes his perfect lips; his shoulders relaxing and his back slouching slightly against his gaming chair that was turned to face you. could you be even more perfect? even when your eyes are closed shut and heeseung can't drown in their dazzling beauty, he still thinks you're extremely pretty.

it's been five years, and lee heeseung still can't believe you're his girlfriend. that he's entitled to call you his. that he has an extremely beautiful, caring, and loving girlfriend that would cross even the deadliest seas for him.

he glances at the time on his laptop screen. 00:00.

i should be asleep, he thinks to himself. if y/n finds out i'm still awake, i'm dead meat.

though, heeseung now has a daily routine he will never skip on doing before bed. he doesn't care how late it is into the night, nor does he care how much pain it'll cause him the next morning from typing in his diary about you when you're strangling him in a cuddle. yes, his new daily bedtime routine is writing about you.

sighing contentedly, heeseung grabs his phone and opens his notes app; making a new entry. he types down a title and smiles to himself.

he begins typing.

y/n, i don't know when i'm going to let you read this, but i hope when you do read this, we'll be happily married with two dogs and three kids. yeah, i'm sorry for envisioning our future without your consent, but i hope you'd agree.

y/n, do you ever realise how fucking pretty you are? do you realise how much i love you? i wish money would rain down from the sky and all i'd be doing is babying you all day and night.

y/n, do you like tulips or peonies better? do you prefer a ring with a big diamond or just a simple, delicate one?

man up, lee heeseung, and figure it out. haha.

do you remember when we were in high school, when you begged me desperately to set you up with my friend, sunghoon? yeah, no hate and all, but i'm glad i ruined that relationship by telling you weird things about him.

sorry, baby, i should've gathered up the courage to tell you that i've been liking you. yeah, since back then. crazy, right?

i'm such a coward.

your coward. ;)

y/n... i wrote you a song, but i don't think you'll like it. i tried my best not to write lyrics that repeat "i wanna marry you so bad" throughout the whole song. but yeah.

here are some of the lyrics.

Love, that old-fashioned feeling But my heart is racing Why am I like this?

Why am I relying on to love? It's obvious feeling anyway I believed I would know everything I guess it as trap that I fell for even I knew it

Unknowingly, when you call my name Heartbreakingly, my heart is pounding

haha, cringey, right?

i think you're right. i should go to bed. i'm not making any sense here.

goodnight, y/n, and i hope you know i love you.

hushed love confessions.

엔하이픈 제이 ୨୧ female reader four hundred highshcool au fluff established relationship + cw. repost not proof-read pet-names skinship hint of puking ( other )

when droplets starts to fall, although the weather didn’t announce any rain today and the thought of taking a umbrella didn’t cross both of your minds, he would to cover your hair with his hand. it’s no use, but he knows how much your hair looking great is important for you— wouldn’t hesitate to take off his jacket and put it above your head as you would walk next to him.

would often take your hands in yours whenever your mood is down, your mind is filled with stress or heart feeling upset after a stupid argument; or even when he feels the need to, pulling you against him. your head hitting his head while he wraps your arms around his waist, his hand finding your hair and patting them softly, rocking your bodies side to side. would hold you in his strong arms until his scent becomes yours and yours becomes his.

in the middle of night, the feeling of your warm against his body not being here anymore, would wake up— running his head from your stomach to your sides as you sleep on your back. would hold your sides firmly before pulling you back against him, mumbling a quite and quick ‘shh’ when you start to move a tad before leaving a peck on your forehead and falling asleep again.

would walk in front of you in a crowded place, while holding your hand and pushing everyone blocking the way so you don’t have to. sometimes, would hold you by the waist, so he doesn’t loose you, even though his hand is holding your tightly, or so you don’t trip when you have heels. would love when you hold against his arm, too.

would listen to your worries and concerns, with his hands in yours, listening to you with attention, care and love. would love to have physical contact while sharing about what make you upset or anxious, even when you are arguing— it would both bring you a lof of comfort and would make it endlessly easier.

never would mind taking care of you when you are sick; after scolding you a bit when you get a cold, would put a cold tiny cold towel on your forehead and force you to lay all night. would hold your hair when you get food intoxicated, and would not be afraid to give you a kiss after you did what you needed to do, laughing when you tell him it’s disgusting and push him away.

would let out some beyond romantic and heart wrenching love confessions out of the complete blue; especially when he is gets sleepy, which is often when he is around you. but not in a boring way, he just feels safe enough to fall asleep on your shoulder and suddenly is heart wants to tell you something only a lover could bear hearing.

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so cute hsjakhdkasd

they get jealous... ──★ enhypen

pairing: bf!enha x f!reader genre: fluff, smau warning: pet names, the boys get jealous

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LOSER ⸺ LHS

❔loser heeseung as your boyfriend ・ lhs x fmr warnings! hee being a nerd lol ( LIBRARY )

he 100% watches "the big bang theory", and he definitely kins sheldon cooper

his closet primarily consists of those embarrassing, 2015 meme-shirts, with pepe the frog all over them

he likes reading corny romance novels. he'll never admit it, but he cries to them, too

he probably claps when the plane lands (he's the only one clapping, so he just looks like an idiot)

he pours his cereal first (milk should always come first!?)

he goes to parties with his hair neatly combed and parted. sometimes, if he's feeling like a bad-boy, he might gel his hair for said parties

loser! hee would also, be the best boyfriend, of all time.

he loves when you step forward to take the initiative, because he feels awkward when he tries to do it + he's absolutely head over heels in love with you, and will readily do anything you say. you both are going on a fancy-dinner date at 7? no problem, he'll be ready and waiting for you

he isn't allowed to go shopping, not without you. you don't allow him to buy his nerdy shirts anymore, instead you pick out stuff that'll suit him better

he loves ranting about things to you, because you actually take the time to listen to him. sometimes, you kiss him while he's rambling, which makes him want to rant even more

he stays up late, smiling to himself, while he scrolls through photos of the two of you together

has a separate calendar where he has everything which is related to you, marked. for example, your birthday, your mum and dad's birthday, your anniversary; stuff like that

the best thing about him, though, is how he's always ready to apologize. he accepts when he's in the wrong, and will never feel ashamed to say sorry

loser! hee, as awkward as he may be, loves you unconditionally ♡