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Boyfriend Heeseung Random Texts!!

Warnings: Extremely Downbad heeseung (Credits to Pinterest for giving me ideas)

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me when I reach the angst part of the angsty fic that I specifically chose for the angst

Farewell My love

·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳Lee Heeseung x Reader GENRE! Pure Angst〘WC: 567〙 『 ↳✧･ﾟ Warnings ; Major Character Death ↳˳;; ❝ ʙᴏᴏᴋꜱʜᴇʟꜰᵕ̈೫˚∗ ･: *:･ﾟ★ MOON 💭This one-shot is inspired by Mr Loverman-Ricky Montgomery

The hospital room was quiet, broken only by the rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor. Heeseung sat still by (Name)'s bedside, his fingers intertwined with hers, his gaze never leaving her pale face. The car crash had snatched away their future, leaving behind shattered dreams and a heart-wrenching farewell that neither of them had been prepared for.

"(Name)," Heeseung whispered, his voice cracking with sorrow as he leaned closer to her fragile form. Her eyelids fluttered open weakly, and a faint smile graced her lips, though her eyes reflected the pain she endured. More Under Cut

But you're cracking up, You're cracking up

"Heeseung..." (Name)'s voice was barely a whisper, yet it quivered with a depth of love that transcended words. "I'm sorry... I have to leave you."

"Don't say that," Heeseung pleaded, his heart cracking with each passing second. "Please, don't leave me. I can't live without you."

(Name)'s hand trembled in his grasp as she mustered all her remaining strength. "Our time together... it was a gift," she murmured, her voice barely audible amidst the hum of medical equipment. "Remember our love, Heeseung. It will always be a part of you."

The ways that you say my name, Have me runnin' on and on

Tears streamed down Heeseung's cheeks as he pressed his forehead against hers, his pain consuming him. "I love you, (Name)," he choked out, his voice thick with emotion. "You're my everything."

The heart monitor beeped steadily, a fragile lifeline that seemed to stretch out the inevitable. But then, as if echoing Heeseung's agony, the rhythm faltered. The beeps became erratic, each one a painful reminder of the fragility of life. Heeseung's grip on (Name)'s hand tightened instinctively, his heart constricting with fear.

"No, (Name), please," he pleaded desperately, his voice raw with grief. "Stay with me."

I've shattered now, I'm spilling out

(Name)'s gaze locked with his, a silent farewell etched in her eyes. The heart monitor's steady beeps slowed, faltered, and then, with a final, gentle beep, fell silent.

Heeseung's world shattered at that moment. He clung to (Name's) lifeless hand as sobs wracked his body, his grief overflowing in waves of anguish. He had lost her — his love, his everything. The reality of her absence settled in like a heavy stone, crushing him with its unbearable weight.

I'm reeling in my brain again

Hours passed in the quiet of the hospital room, the only sound of Heeseung's quiet murmurs of love and regret to (Names)'s still form. He knew he had to let her go, to begin the painful journey of living without her. But in that moment, all he could do was hold her hand and mourn the life they had lost together.

As dawn broke outside the hospital window, Heeseung finally rose from (Name)'s bedside. He pressed a tender kiss to her forehead, his lips lingering in a final goodbye. With a heavy heart, he turned away, carrying the weight of her absence with him.

Oh, what am I supposed to do without you?

"Farewell, my love," Heeseung whispered into the stillness of the room, his voice filled with a love that would endure beyond the boundaries of time and space.

And so, with the memory of (Name)'s love etched into his soul, Heeseung stepped into a world forever changed by her absence, yet forever illuminated by the love they had shared.

I'm Mr. Loverman

And I miss my lover

© moon3v3rland— all rights reserved to me. please do not copy in any way steal my work.

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·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳Sim Jaeyun x GN!Reader GENRE! Fluff! Established Relationship〘WC: 464〙 『 ↳✧･ﾟ Warnings ; Kissing ↳˳;; ❝ ʙᴏᴏᴋꜱʜᴇʟꜰᵕ̈೫˚∗ ･: *:･ﾟ★ MOON 💭 I tried my hardest to make this Gn so I apologise if it's not Gn enough!!

You were fast asleep, nestled under your cozy blankets, when a soft tapping pulled you from your dreams. Groggily, you opened your eyes and glanced at the clock: 2:00 AM. What on earth? The tapping persisted, and you sat up, rubbing your eyes, trying to make sense of the noise.

Frowning, you got out of bed and stumbled to the window, pulling the curtain aside. Standing in your front garden was Jake Sim, the "troublemaker" with a bad reputation and the only person who made your heart race. More Under Cut

Jake grinned up at you, his eyes twinkling mischievously. He held up a small pebble and mimicked throwing it again. Despite your frustration and lingering sleepiness, you couldn’t help but smile. You opened the window and leaned out.

“What are you doing here, Jake?” you whispered, trying not to wake your father

“I had to see you,” he whispered back, his voice soft and sincere. “I’m sorry I missed our date. Something came up, and I couldn’t get away. But I couldn’t let the night end without seeing you.”

You crossed your arms, trying to stay mad. “You could have called, you know.”

Jake’s face fell slightly. “I know. I’m really sorry. I messed up. Let me make it up to you?”

Before you could respond, he held up a small bouquet of roses, slightly crumpled but still beautiful. Your heart melted at the sight. You couldn’t stay angry with him, not when he looked at you with those puppy eyes.

“Come on up,” you said, stepping back from the window.

Jake climbed up to your windowsill with ease, slipping into your room quietly. He handed you the roses, and you took them, your fingers brushing in a moment that sent sparks through you. You placed the flowers on your bedside table and turned back to him.

“I missed you tonight,” you admitted softly.

Jake stepped closer, his hand gently cupping your cheek. “I missed you too. I’m really sorry. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” You looked into his eyes, seeing the sincerity there. “You better,” you replied with a small smile. He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “Deal.”

You both settled onto your bed, talking and laughing quietly into the night, the hurt of the missed date forgotten. In that small room, you found peace in each other, creating a memory far sweeter than any date could have been.

"I'm glad you came," you murmured softly, breaking a comfortable silence that had settled between you.

"Me too," Jake replied, his voice barely above a whisper. "I couldn't stand the thought of us ending the night on a bad note." You smiled, leaning your head against his shoulder. "It's forgotten. All that matters is that you're here now."

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