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PAIRING ▸ hufflepuff! sunoo x slytherin! reader

GENRE ▸ hogwarts! au, s2ls, romance, angst, fluff, humor

SUMMARY ▸ you swear your new seatmate in potions gets on your last nerve. everything about him just irks you. you swear kim sunoo will be the death of you, whether you like it or not (and maybe you do). 

WORD COUNT ▸ 3.7k

AKA all’s fair in love and war. 

NOTES ▸ mentions of food, reader is just trying to live their life, also reader is kinda a jerk, not proofread ???

part of the charms and chasers miniseries.

“YOU GUYS ARE GETTING NEW SEATMATES THIS YEAR!” 

your professor chirps excitedly, completely ignoring the groans and complaints emitting from all the students. 

you, on the other hand, could care less. potions was always a boring class, and that meant an extra nap period for you. your professor couldn’t even say anything either, as you usually scored high marks on her tests. 

whoever your seatmate and partner for schoolwork activities was, you were sure you wouldn’t care. as long as they minded their own business and you yours, everything would be fine. 

or so you thought. 

you hear your name being called out and you look up expectantly. 

“you’re next to kim sunoo!”

a few whispers break out but you ignore them. the name sounded quite familiar to you, yet you couldn’t place a face to it. slowly, your eyes travel around the room to finally land on a shy looking boy, decked out in a yellow and gray sweater. 

kim sunoo—the hufflepuff—that’s right.

shrugging, you make your way over to your new desk and seatmate. you’re not sure what to think about the sudden bright smile sent your way, along with a chirpy 

“nice to meet you, i’m kim sunoo!”

turns out, kim sunoo—the hufflepuff—is not nearly who he seems to be. on the second day of having new seats, you find out more about sunoo that you would’ve originally liked. 

first thing was, he mutters to himself. 

in the beginning you thought you were hallucinating or dreaming it. but no, as you observed over the course of that first week, sunoo would talk to himself under his breath. you didn’t know or care about what he was saying, but it didn’t help to make your designated nap period any better. 

once you did find out, however, what he said? discussed? to himself, you only furrowed your eyes in disbelief. and made a mental note to bring ear plugs the next day- since you were the only one able to hear him due to the proximity. of course, it was just loud enough for you to hear and not anyone else. 

sunoo would literally mutter about anything: his plans for the rest of the day, thought process while working out a problem, even giving himself encouragement for crying out loud. nothing wrong with that, but when you just wanted peace and quiet, the more and more he got on your nerves. 

secondly, he taps on your shoulder. a little too much for comfort. 

obviously the action itself didn’t bother you- wait no, you take that back- sunoo tapping on your shoulder and the interaction that proceeded after made you bite your cheek in annoyance. 

sunoo softly pokes your shoulder, waking you right as you were about to drift off. it’s like he knew exactly when you were ask close to falling asleep and decided to burst that bubble. 

it’s always some random, obscure question about class content that you tell him the answer in literally a second before returning to your comfortable position and praying he doesn’t wake (read: bother) you again. 

number three: kim sunoo actually tries to be friends with you. 

at least, you assume he is. sunoo wouldn’t “annoy” you as much as he was unless he was trying to be your friend, right? asking about your day, your favorite class, your sleep schedule (note to self- sunoo was either a great observer or you were extremely obvious- and the answer was probably the latter). 

you had nothing against your seatmate. nothing personal, at least. but potions was always your free clsss and now it suddenly wasn’t. those simple three observations about sunoo weren’t even the main reason why you were so annoyed by kim sunoo’s presence. 

but it was. it was all because of kim sunoo and kim sunoo entirely.

it was all because of his bright personality that attracted anyone and everyone to your table in the morning. people would stop by his desk on the way to their own, every single day without fail. it wouldn’t bother you if they weren’t so irritating- the way they chattered and laughed so obnoxiously. 

since when was kim sunoo so popular? and why did he have to be so popular? 

you voiced all of this and unfortunately for your friends, they had to be on the receiving end of your daily frustration- mainly due to your lack of confrontation skills and willingness to bottle things up until they explode.  

“i just don’t get it. why can’t they talk somewhere else? why does it have to be right in front of me? why can’t sunoo-“

ningning interrupts you while taking a big bite of her sandwich, “you know, this is the first time you’ve ever talked about someone so much, and the fact that it’s kim sunoo of all people?”

yuna nods in agreement. 

“same. i’m shocked.” 

your chewing slows. 

“what kind of response is that, guys?” you whine, gripping the utensil in your hands tighter. last time you peeked over to hufflepuff’s table where sunoo was, you saw a crowd sitting around him. needless to say, you weren’t surprised one bit. 

“okay, okay. it’s simple, just tell him.”

your lips press into a thin line. ningning nods encouragingly, “if you’re that bothered, just let him know and i bet he’ll stop. from what i’ve heard, he’s super nice.”

you huff, “yeah and then what? i’ll just seem like the jerk slytherin complaining about the nice and popular hufflepuff.” 

they exchange looks as you sink further into your seat. 

“did you see niki on the field yesterday? he was so cool…“

the boy rolls his eyes playfully, “i wouldn’t call niki cool but-“

you roll your eyes for the nth time, desperately trying to (indiscreetly) plug your ears from the conversation half a foot away from you. again, you shouldn’t have been surprised sunoo was better friends with some people from your house than you were. 

“don’t worry, you’ll pass the next test!”

“hey, you can always come sit with me at lunch!”

“-i think you’re way smarter than she is.” 

kim sunoo was too warm and optimistic for his own good. luckily for you, your professor calls everyone to their desks so you could finally have a moment of peace and quiet. 

the moment she says “group work,” you rub a hand over your face. originally, you set a rule at the beginning of the school year. split the work up half and half, simple and effective. that’s how you would do it, disregarding the uncertain look on sunoo’s face when you brought up said rule and the silence that would fall upon your table when working (and only your table). 

but sunoo seemed set on breaking that today. 

occasionally he would reach over, flashing you his bright eyes and hesitant smile while asking for help. then you would internally sigh before helping him- which meant you giving him your paper to copy and vice versa. at least he was adequate at potions, you gave him that. 

but perhaps you didn’t think about how you appeared to treat sunoo. even if you didn’t think he was that bad (disregarding the daily complaints to your friends), that’s not how exactly it seemed to others. 

it was the middle of fall, and you had just walked into class, a dark scarf wrapped around most of your face. at first you didn’t think much of the people at your and sunoo’s desk- it was something you had kinda gotten accustomed to- although that didn’t mean you were any more okay with their presence. 

but when you get close enough to hear their words, you stop straight in your tracks. 

“-seriously, what’s with your seatmate? do they always have to make that grumpy face everyday they come in?”

“yeah, like what did they even do to you sunoo? it’s like they just got their ears screamed off by a mandrake literally all the time.” 

you’re not sure what to do, feet awkwardly stopped in their position and body still frozen. 

but you hear blood rushing in your ears at what comes next. 

“hey guys, let’s not assume anything. seriously, y/n isn’t all that bad. we don’t know what’s going on with them so there’s no need to get upset over it. thank you for worrying about me, but i’m perfectly fine with them. really.” 

guilt washes over you. is that how everyone else saw you? some brooding kid being rude for no reason to sunoo- the kind and positive student who was willing to help anyone out at any time? 

you understand why sunoo is as popular as he is. 

and so you take a deep breath, sit down at your desk, and turn to kim sunoo.

“how was your day?” you attempt your best smile but it comes out a little too forced and the corner of your mouth twitches. 

three pairs of astonished eyes stare at you.  

from then on, you try your best to be nicer to your classmate. now when he asks for help, or even a simple question of how you were feeling, you take a deep breath in and answer with more patience. not a short, blunt one word response. 

you hide a smile at the surprised expression on his face the first few times you actually talk back to him. conversation actually happens. sunoo is a bit cheery compared to what you’re accustomed to, but it’s not… horrible?

even to point where you feel your relationship has turned into almost a friendship. at least something better than strangers. 

the next day, sunoo sends you his typical cheery smile as you nod in response. for a little while now, you’ve been having more energy in potions class- and wondering why. 

“alright students, you guys have a group project assigned! please work with your deskmate to complete it…” 

your professor drones on as your eyes flick to the boy sitting next to you. a group project with sunoo? 

he laughs hesitantly once you lock gazes, “did you want to split the work like we norm-“

“are you free later to work in the library?” 

your sudden interjection makes his eyes widen. a moment of silence falls upon your table and you avoid his gaze, crossing your arms and clearing your throat. 

“t-together?” he manages to get out and you nod. 

“we can…” your voice comes out a little more quietly than you expected. 

sunoo blinks a couple of times before a cute smile settles on his face and he agrees.

“you’re really good at potions, i’m honestly really jealous. you get the best grades without even studying.” 

flustered, you awkwardly deny his remarks. if you thought there would be any awkwardness between you two when you were working in the library together, you thought completely wrong. 

sunoo left no room for any awkward silence or accidental speaking over each other. 

“but how do you remember which way to stir each potion? i always forget since there are so many to memorize.”

for the first time, sunoo sees you straighten up, suddenly invested in explaining. he can’t help but get lost in the way you talk so eagerly, hands gesturing animatedly. you must be really interested in potions, he notes. 

as you finish up your parts for the day, sunoo sighs with a content shake of his head. 

“man, i’ll have to work extra hard on this project so we’ll get a good grade. you’re a really good teacher, y/n.” 

you smile and sunoo pauses at that. 

“thanks, sunoo.” 

later at lunch, your calm silence scares your friends. you sip your water, looking completely unbothered. since when did you stop your daily complaint about kim sunoo in potions class? 

“hey y/n,” yuna starts off cautiously, “how was potions?” 

you shrug, “fine.” 

ningning and yuna exchange concerned looks. 

“potions class?” she repeats, “was fine?” 

you glance questioningly at the both of them facing you, “did i say something wrong?”

the two words, the name, hang unresolved in the air. 

“what happened to your daily sunoo rant?” yuna’s eyes widen for emphasis and ningning nods enthusiastically. 

“the whole sunoo’s so annoying, i strongly dislike potions now, i want a new seat mate agenda?”

“i never said that!” you protest and they roll their eyes. 

“close enough.” 

you shrug disinterestedly. “i mean, i guess it’s gotten better. sunoo’s fine.”

“fine?!” 

they repeat incredulously and you hastily shush them, shooting apologetic looks to your surrounding housemates.  

it doesn’t take long for them to figure out, however. you hadn’t even sat down in charms when yuna essentially ambushes you. 

“you hung out with sunoo at the library?”

your rigid figure at her outburst relaxes, only to stiffen again. 

“what? who told you that? and we didn’t hang out, we were-“

she gasps dramatically, catching the attention of others nearby. “so you were with him?” 

you hiss for her to be quiet, before you place two hands on yuna’s shoulders. 

with a serious look, you calmly reply with, “i don’t know who in merlin’s beard saw, but we were working on a group project. that’s it.” 

she promptly ignores you, muttering to herself with a hand on her chin. “that’s why you didn’t complain about him at lunch the other day, why you didn’t seem as grumpy and-“

“hey! that’s not entirely true,” you protest while sending her one last exasperated look before the professor comes in and shushes the class. 

and as much as you began to become friends with sunoo and enjoy his presence, you couldn’t escape it- the whispers that would follow you in the hallways. 

kim sunoo with y/l/n y/n? 

were they dating? 

your friends couldn’t help but tease you regardless. all you could do was attempt (and fail) to keep your cool while denying everything. 

you found sunoo to be a nice classmate. polite, respectful, any positive related adjective could be attributed to sunoo. in fact, sunoo was rather charming. 

“how was your exam yesterday?”

your eyebrows furrow, “exam?”

“yeah, you mentioned a herbology exam yesterday.” 

you didn’t remember mentioning it to sunoo, but apparently he did- and he had a much better memory than you did. or he just cared that much about you, which you almost laughed at the thought. 

“oh, well, it was fine. or at least, i think so?”

“i bet you did great!”

he sends you an encouraging smile, which you can only hold for a second before looking away. although you can’t see it, he holds back a laugh at your reaction. 

ever since people began teasing you, you couldn’t help but keep their words in mind every time you saw sunoo. 

you couldn’t help but question, did you like sunoo?

there’s no way. and there was no way he liked you back. 

after all, kim sunoo was simply nice to everyone. it was just in his nature. asking you about your day everyday and remembering even the smallest details about you didn’t mean anything, you constantly reminded yourself that. 

the rest of the period goes by in a flash, mainly since you decided to sleep through most of it. you pack up your stuff, debating whether to go to the great hall to eat or just find some place to study before you failed your next quiz. 

“bye, y/n.” 

surprised, you glance up to see sunoo giving you a chiding look while shaking a pointed finger, “don’t skip so many meals! it’s not good for you.”

with that, he takes his leave while you sit there, dumbfounded at the way your heart pounded at his words. 

how did he know? it’s like he read your mind or something, and it wasn’t the first time either. 

yesterday you literally dragged your feet to your seat and face planted onto the desk. while you pretty much stayed in that position the whole period, you only got up when you felt a tap on your shoulder. 

sunoo’s concerned face came into view as he lowered himself to whisper to you. unconsciously, your breath hitched as his face came closer.

“professor told me to wake you up, but i put the cauldron in front to block you so she can’t see. it’s okay, just go back to sleep,” he urged gently. 

half-awake and half wondering if you were in a dream or not, you obediently and gladly followed his orders until class was over. the sound of students shuffling out automatically woke you up. it was something you had gotten accustomed to (and proud of) after years of practice. 

but while packing up your books, you notice a note left on the table. it read, 

next time, don’t stay up too late! it’s not good for you >:(

and signed -s with a smiley face. at first, still in your sleepy daze, it took you a couple of seconds to connect the pieces. it was obviously sunoo who left that message, but why? 

why was he being so nice to you and making you question your feelings? 

why was he ending up on your mind a lot more than you’d like? 

you decide to take the initiative for a change. 

spotting sunoo studying alone, underneath a tree in the shade, you muster the courage to approach him. 

he looks focused, lips mouthing silent words to himself as he stares at the text in front of him.

you open your mouth, then hesitate, then open it again. 

“are you… struggling?” 

surprised, sunoo jolts in his spot as you hide a smile. immediately after though, he scoots over for you to sit next to him. 

“y-yeah, how did you know?” he says sheepishly. 

you shrug carelessly, “you always talk to yourself when you don’t understand.”

his eyebrows raise at that, slight smile forming. “really? me?”

you nod, suddenly shy and deciding to cross your arms. “anyways, i might be able to help. if,” you pause, “if you want.”

he eagerly accepts and you take a look at his notes. as you begin explaining, the distance between you two lessens significantly. at some point, you can’t ignore the tingling sensation from the touch of his leg on yours. 

“s-so,” you begin to stutter, indiscreetly trying to shift positions, “the invention of the-the battery in muggle, society, is u-uh,”

“are you okay?” sunoo asks softly and you nod immediately. you try your best to seem unaffected, but the laugh he can’t help but let out seems to prove otherwise. 

when he comes into potions the next day, running to you with a gleeful expression, you know it’s over. 

being next to him with the view of his handsome side-profile and hair blowing in the wind, forever imprinted in your memory, is enough for you. 

and the satisfied smile on his face, proof that you caused a part of his happiness, is more than enough for you. 

“aren’t you gonna be happy,” ningning cheekily murmurs to you as you leave class. 

“what do you mean?” 

“your next class is potions… with you-know-who,” she says in that annoying sing song voice, in which you want to smack that smug look off her face (lovingly). 

“whatever,” you mumble, leaving her behind to get to your next class on time. perhaps you came to terms with how you felt about sunoo. and you also came to terms with the fact that he would never share the same feelings for you, in the same way. 

as much as sunoo sneakily creeped his way into your heart, you doubted you could or would ever be able to do the same. 

you make it to your seat before sunoo enters, noticing how he walks in with his friends, laughing and joking as they find their seats. 

you shrink into your dark green scarf, eyes downcast. your grip on your quill tightens when sunoo walks over.  

he greets you and you attempt to respond normally, although your eyes barely meet his. 

“what’s wrong?”

you despised him for always noticing the tiniest details about you. 

you swallow, "hm? what are you talking about?”

sunoo frowns for the first time in front of you, and you feel even worse for causing that reaction of his. 

he’s quiet for a moment, before he speaks in a tone you’ve never heard before, 

“then, do you want to go to hogsmeade together?” 

you know- you already know it’s most likely an effort to make you feel better as a nice friend- and yet those words can’t help but slip out of your mouth anyway. 

you raise an eyebrow, unimpressed, “like a date?” 

then it hits you, what your stupid no-filter mouth just unleashed. with a split-second delay, you cup a hand over your mouth, horrified. 

sunoo pauses at your words and you’re just about to apologize when he cuts you off. 

“yeah,” he looks away bashfully, “if you’re up for it.”

you shoot up from your position. did you just hallucinate his words? 

“me? and you?” you fumble for words, utterly astounded. 

“yes?” sunoo sounds almost confused. he scratches the back of his head, “i thought it was obvious that i liked you.”

at that your mouth drops open. kim sunoo? likes you? 

he lets out an endeared giggle at your expression. “I was always trying to get your attention, but i think you just didn’t notice. i really thought you weren’t interested.”

“w-what-but, how?” you splutter, feeling much warmer with your scarf wrapped around you compared to earlier. 

you catch his reddening ears and fidgety hands. 

“to be honest, i thought you were really interesting and mysterious at first. so i wanted to get close to find out more about you, but that didn’t exactly work for a while.”

you cringe, about to apologize, but sunoo holds a hand to stop you. 

“so i did make an effort to get to know you better, and along the way it just happened that i thought you were different… and cute. 

you soften at that. 

“you didn’t act fake to me. you didn’t try to use me for my kindness. you were just you, and i liked that a lot.” 

“sunoo…”

“even if you reject me now, i’m so happy and grateful that we’re friends now, and-“

hold on, reject? 

“sunoo,” you quickly interrupt. he stops and glances at you uncertainly. without thinking about it much, and with a pounding heart, you place a hand over his shaking one. 

“i like you too. like, a lot,” you mutter shyly. his eyebrows shoot up as you rub your hands nervously together. “of course I’ll go with you.”

let’s just say, many were surprised to see the living sunshine kim sunoo and you walking out of potions class with your hands intertwined. 

a/n ▸ guys im sorry i struggle so much writing for sunoo and i have no clue why 😭 anyways hope you enjoyed the first installment <3

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ENHYPEN Mini Series

E N H Y P E N in an Apocalypse

pairings: enhypen member x reader

summary: enhypen was living their high-school life when a sudden outbreak of an unexplained infection spread through their school.

short background: before the outbreak happened, the spread of the infection happened when one of the student went to the science laboratory and got bitten by an infected animal.

THIS SERIES ARE INSPIRED BY THE SERIES: ALL OF US ARE DEAD.

warnings: blood, violence and everything about a zombie apocalypse.

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WE DATING FR?

How could they react around idol!you when no one knows about the relationship.

PAIRING: OT7

GENRE: fluff, crack

WARNINGS: none

NOTE: did not dust not rennovate this (crying emoji) dw i am writing new work. Will be posted soon. Thank you for your patience and support!

★ HEESEUNG:

he's driving everyone insane. Keeps dropping subtle hints that no viewer catches but his manager eyes him like a hawk on award shows and lives. If you're a few feet away from him, he'll glance at you or turn his head in your direction and pretend he's looking at something/one over there. When your eyes meet in the crowd, he winks at you, expression smug. Then turns around with a blank face as if you're not knawing at your lips to not let a bright smile out. There are cameras recording? Okay and? He might not be able to show you off but he's not going to act like you're a stranger.

★ JAY:

very chill about it. Actually he's not. He finds himself in an internal delimma every time you're at shows. Keeps chanting don't look over and over again. Values his career and yours and doesn't want to do anything stupid. He knows how fans are so instead he tries to be sneaky about it. Buys you a bracelet and tells you to wear it when you're at the airport. You don't think too deeply, heart fluttering at the loving gift. A few days later, he uploads a selfie, peace sign on display as well as an identical bracelet snug around his wrist. Some people are speculating but it's nothing big enough for the companies to intervene. Laughs when you call him and says it was a complete coincidence.

★ JAKE:

pda? Baby you do not exist. You are a hallucination. Its a jarring contrast to what hes really like when it's just you because he will NOT make eye contact. He'll stand "near" you not next to you. He knows how vile people on the internet can be and idols get enough of that already. He doesn't want to put you in a compromising position but it's so painful to pretend that nothing is happening between you two. So, he'll do small gestures like during award shows, he'll tell jungwon to hand over his own cushion/blanket to you or your group leader. Be more platonic or "caring" about it so it doesn't seem unusual in the public eye. Sends a bouquet to your makeup rooms and signs the note from enhypen. He's great at fooling.

★ SUNGHOON:

he's actually so ecstatic about it. He would pray and pray to get you as a co-mc, then he'd be able to spend more time and come on camera without any nasty rumours. Plus certain scripts have cheesy pickup lines he'd abuse just to get a reaction out of you. His small smile as he soaks in your flustered reaction? Yea thats def not part of the script. Enjoys that most people ship you because of the ""chemistry"". Giggles on call while he sends you tabloid links that talk about you two. The last nail in the coffin is when he practically describes you as his ideal type. He doesn't know if it sliped out or if it was intsntional. They need to pay the manager more.

★ SUNOO:

the guy who openly calls you his friend. He's the type to introduce a 'slow burn' to ease the public. His fans are used to seeing him talk about you and your group, he doesn't overdo it. Sometimes you talk about him and his group. If a comment asks him to talk about a favourite member in your group he will ignore that, and pretend he never read it because your name would slip out. Defends you in subtle ways by making off-handed comments such as "idols can have off days" or "people shouldn't comment on someone else's appearance. It's not right". Fans make those platonic edits and photoshop you two together in pictures. You bite your fist every time he sends them to you, giggling at how people want to see a collab. That would be his dream. He's def at your concert.

★ JUNGWON:

He's a leader, he's got a lot on his plate but he's also great at controlling himself. people won't suspect a thing when he stands next to you because he stands like 🚹. No fun edits because people can't even tell that you know him, let alone date him. He makes up for it with his love language. Eventually, he'll relax for a bit when he's assured that no one is waiting to get him and his love. He can never be too careful which is why when he can't "do" things publically to help you, he would warn you about certain people/situations. In award shows, if his eyes wander away from his members it's to see if you're safe and comfortable. Once his fears are calmed, he can relax and enjoy the show. Stares at you when he thinks no one is looking.

★ NIKI:

He's just here to have a good time. He prays and wishes for collabs and gets sad whenever nothing happens. He's the type to send you small trinkets as gifts…like an inside joke except there's no joke and Niki feels giddy when he sees your selfie and a familiar charm tied in your phone case. At shows or encore stages, he'll stand behind you (pretends he's doing that because he's soo tall he blocks everyone) and keeps poking you and you have to maintain your expression. Other idols around you know something is up but they don't know what is. He's treading the line between platonic and romantic love. Does the classic rizz move -> notices confetti stuck in your hair and plucks it out, then bows in and greets you casually as if your face isn't red.

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𝖙𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖘 𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

「paring」 : demon!sunoo x fem!virgin!reader

「synopsis」 : with your life on the line he offered you a deal and sweet innocent you accepted without reading in between the lines...

「word count」 : 10k & counting

「genre」 : smut, angst, dark romance, supernatural au, corruption

「warning」 : will vary with each chapter

「started」 : march 4th, 2024 「ended」 : tbd

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𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈…

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𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖈𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖗 : ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ɴᴏ ᴡᴀʏ ᴀ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ʀᴇᴘʀᴇꜱᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀꜱ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴘᴜʀᴇʟʏ ꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ꜱᴇʀɪᴏᴜꜱʟʏ.

I don’t care about Sooha

pairing: heeseung x fem!reader. Decelis Academy AU.

synopsis: y/n has always been best friends with the seven boys Heeseung, Jake, Jay, Sunghoon, Sunoo, Jungwon and Ni-ki. But ever since the new girl, Sooha, came to Decelis Academy, everything has been only about her. Heeseung, who wasn’t only y/n’s bestfriend but also the boy she liked, was the first of all of them to give all his attention to Sooha, making y/n feel a bit (a lot) jealous.

warnings: not proofread!, jealousy, cursing, fluff, smut, smut with plot, y/n being a bit hater on Sooha, kissing, boob play, nipple play, pet names (baby, love, princess, good girl), dirty talking, praises, clit play, pussy eating, fingering, cum eating, unprotected sex (don’t do this), use of the word cum-slut.

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“Sooha, come sit here! Right next to me!” Sunoo exclaimed with excitement pointing at my seat.

“But it’s taken” she said.

“Yeah, that’s my sea—” i tried to say but Sunoo interrupted me. “Oh, that’s fine!” he answered.

“Sunghoon can sit with Y/N.”

“Fine…” i groaned and took my bag and notebooks next to Sunghoon’s table. “I can’t believe this.” i murmured to myself.

“Don’t worry, i feel the same way about her.” Sunghoon whispered into my ear with a serious face. “There is something that isn’t right about her, she’s very…”

“Nosey? Annoying?”

“Yeah, its a weird thing y/n. But don’t worry, i’m always on your side.” he smiled.

The chemistry class went pretty smoothly, Sunghoon and I didn’t payed that much attention to it, instead we were laughing and making jokes about random things. When the bell rang, all of us were packing peacefully our things until Sunoo talked to Sooha again.

“Sooha, what are you up to now that clases are over?” the blond boy asked.

“Huh? Oh, i’m gonna clean my room today.” Sooha answered. “I got some of it done last night… but there’s still a long way to go. There’s a bunch of things to throw out too.”

“Then i’ll help!” Sunoo smiled.

When i got out of the class I saw at the end of the hall Heeseung and Sooha talking. I couldn’t help but feel a little jealous about her, she has been so close to Hee lately. Before Sooha came to Decelis, he was the closest to me comparing to the others, we did everything together; lunch, siting together in class, and having deep long conversations at midnight, but it’s seems that all those things are over for now.

“Oh yeah! I sit next to Sunoo too, Y/N gave me her seat.” i hear Sooha saying to Heeseung while i was getting closer with all the other boys.

“She did?” Heeseung replied with surprise in his voice.

“Y/N didn’t give it to her, she stole it.” Sunghoon defended crossing his arms.

“Of course Y/N have it to her, she’s a good friend. You should do it too, Sunghoon. Mind your manners.” Jay talked.

“Sooha’s new in here.” Jungwon spoked. “We should be nice to her.”

“Yeah! Or you can just sit at the back with Y/N, you seemed pretty closed to her today, huh.” the blond boy said with a playful smirk.

“What?” Heeseung asked raising an eyebrow, getting in the conversation. “Yeah, the laughed and joked all~ the class”

“You-!!”

“Well, I also told them i was cleaning my room today… and the all offered to help.” Sooha said trying to relive the tension between all of us.

“Did we?” I said, Sunghoon laughed.

“What?” the girls said when Heeseung got closer to her. “Yeah… of course…”

Did Heeseung just talk to Sooha through his telepathy? No way, we agreed not to show our powers to her.

“Let’s go then!”

We all walked into Sooha’s room, there was a lot of boxes and stuff spread on the ground. Sunoo was wearing a pink apron while mopping the floor and Jay and Jungwon were taking the boxes from the floor. This room used to be were all of us hanged out sometimes, so there was boxes with weights, books, and other of our stuff on the ground.

“Uhm, guys… I can do it myself.” Sooha said.

“No Sooha, just stand there and watch.” Jay replied.

“Yeah, it’ll only take us a second.” Jungwon said.

“Cleaning is my favorite thing in the world!”

“You liar…”

“S-still, it’ll help too.” the girl said trying to take one of the weight boxes.

“Sooha…” i started. “I don’t think you can— Wow.”

“There’s 1000kg of dumbbells in it!” they exclaimed.

“How is that even possible?” i asked.

“Oh, no…”

“Here, let me take that for you.” Heeseung offered.

“Huh?” Heeseung was doing it again. “What? No! Of course not, i would never…”

“Heeseung did you just talked to her through telepathy?” Sunghoon asked shooked. “Yeah, since earlier today.”

“Heeseung!”

“Heeseung, we’re…”

“Sooha, you’ll keep my ability as a secret, right?” Heeseung said leaning closer to her.

Why did he always had to be so close to her?

“Yeah, of course! I won’t tell anyone.”

“Then let’s keep our secret between us.”

“Okay.” she nodded.

“I think your powers are really cool.”

“Yours too Hee.” Sooha answered with a little smile.

“Hell no, i can’t stand this.” i said in a low tone taking my bag from Sooha’s bed.

“What? Where are you going?” Sunghoon asked, Heeseung looked at me.

“I’m gonna be with Jake and Ni-ki on the field, they must be playing football. I’ll be there if you guys need me.” i murmured and left.

“What’s with her lately?” i heard Heeseung asked.

“I don’t know.” was the last thing i heard from Jungwon say before closing completely the door.

“What should i do guys?” i said hiding my head between my knees.

After successfully finding Ni-ki and Jake on the field, i told them everything that was happening with Heeseung and how i felt about Sooha.

“Well, it’s not a surprise you like Heeseung Hyung.” Ni-ki said.

“Yeah, all of us know that you both always had a thing for each other.” Jake added. “Both of us?”

“Of course that both you!” Ni-ki exclaimed. “You’re always like, eating him with your eyes.”

“Don’t say that! It’s embarrassing…”

“I remember one time he told us that he read your mind in class, it was an accident, he said. Heeseung hyung was going to tell you something via telepathy, but he accidentally ended hearing your thoughts about how handsome he looked that day.” Jake told.

“Shut. up.” i gasped.

“But be chill about it, Y/N…” the youngest of the boys said palming my back. “He likes you too, a lot more than you think.”

“Then why he is always so fucking close to her, talking to her, being with her, laughing with her!?” i said angrily.

“There is something weird about that girl, we can all feel it, he’s just trying to find out what is it.” jake explained.

“Huh? But she’s so w—”

“What are you guys talking about?” Heeseung said appearing behind our backs, interrupting my sentence.

“Nothing of your business…” i replied.

“Hyung! Good you’re here, Jake hyung and I are were just about to go, but we didn’t want to leave y/n alone.” Ni-ki said getting on his feet and doing a gesture for Jake to follow him.

“What–”

“Yeah, now that you’re here, you can stay with her. Bye hyung, see ya tomorrow y/n.” Jake said.

“Bye y/n!”

“See you around Riki…”

An awkward silence took all the place, I was still sat hugging my knees while Heeseung was standing behind me.

“Do you, maybe, want to go to my room? We can talk or do something if you like.” he spoke after a few seconds.

“Aren’t you going to be with your new friend Sooha?” i replied sarcastically.

“I think she’s on her room, i left her there. It’s been a long time since we talked, you know… you and me.”

“That’s because you are always with that girl, everywhere she goes, you have to go too.”

“That’s why I want to be with you now. C’mon, let’s go. I’m not asking if you want to or not.” Heeseung said showing me his hand.

“Fine.” i sighed and took his hand.

We walked through the Academy until we reached to the door of his dorm, when he opened it, his roommate, Sunoo, wasn’t there.

“Where’s Sunoo?” i asked walking in the bed’s direction.

“I think he went out with Jungwon and Jay, they said there were hungry.” Heeseung replied.

“Oh, how I missed your bed!” i exclaimed while jumping on his comfortable bed, it was so soft and cozy.

Every single time after we hanged out at night we used to come to his dorm and lay on the bed to watch movies, i remember how fast my heart beats were when i felt the proximity of our bodies and his scent all over the bed.

“I missed you.” Heeseung said lying by my side.

“Oh don’t say that.” i pinched him softly on the arm.

“Why not?” he smiled. “Because you know how i feel about you, and those things make my heart go crazy…”

“I don’t know what are you talking about.” he shakes his head.

“Don’t play dumb on me, Heeseung. Jake and Ni-ki told me about that time you read my kind in class, about how you heard how handsome i thought you looked that day.”

“Those assholes, i told them to keep their mouths shut!” i laughed. “I don’t care about Sooha, Y/N. Not in the way you think i do.”

“Your actions says other words Heeseung.” i looked at the ceiling. “It’s all right tho, i don’t want to loose our friendship…”

“Okay, now you stop playing dumb on me.” he laughed. “I like you, Y/N. I don’t like Sooha, i’m not interested in her. I like you and only you.” Heeseung confessed.

“Are you sure? I mean, like… like like?”

“Yes, Y/N. Like like.”

“Why didn’t you told me earlier?”

“I think i was a little scared… i knew you liked me but, i wasn’t completely sure and also didn’t want to lose our friendship. I couldn’t lose you, how could i live without you?”

“Oh stop saying those clingy things!” i said hiding my red face on his pillows. “I’m flustered.”

“Y/N” he called. “Hmm?” i said with my head still between the pillows.

“Look at me, please.” i turned at him, looking directly at his precious eyes. “You’re the only girl I have eyes for, you’re the only girl i can look at. Why would i be looking at some other woman when i have the girl of my dreams right in front of me?”

And with that, I instantly crashed my lips against his. As our lips finally met, it was as if time stood still; the kiss was tender yet electric, igniting a spark that both of us had expected for a really long time. The kiss was soft and tentative at first, a gentle exploration that spoke of shared secrets and unvoiced emotions. Heeseung’s lips brushed against mines, warm and inviting, as if testing the waters of a new adventure. A rush of warmth flooded through the kiss, igniting a spark that quickly ignited into something deeper. He got on top of me, the kiss growing more passionate. His hands cradled into my face, his thumb lightly tracing my cheek, grounding them in the moment.

“Do you want to… keep going?” Heeseung asked, trying to catch his breath.

“If you stop now, i’ll kill you.” he giggled. “That’s want i wanted to hear.”

The kiss was deeper this time, one of his hands went from my cheek to the buttons of my shirt, untangle them. He took all of my shirt off, revealing my black lace bra that was covering the upper part of my body.

“Fuck…” he sighted.

He kissed me again, now trailing his open mouth kisses from my mouth, then my neck, until reaching to my chest. His hand moved to my back, unbuttoning my bra and throwing it to somewhere at the room.

“Such pretty tits, baby.”

I let out a loud moan when i felt his mouth in one of my nipples, sucking it hardly while his other hand was pinching my other boob. His mouth felt like heaven, the wetness between my legs starting to grow wider by the sensation of his cock hardening on my core. My hips started to moved back and forth, searching for some kind of relief.

“Hee —fuck— please…” i begged.

“Aww, is my pretty princess needy, huh? You want to feel me all inside you, don’t you? Want me to break you apart…” he spoke with a smirk, his lips red and swollen from sucking my tits.

“Fuck yes.”

“Hold it a little longer baby, let me take care of you…”

He went down on my stomach, kissing every single part visible of my body. He took off my uniform skirt and kissed my iner-thighs, placing his hands over my knees to keep them open. My hips started bucking into him, trying to feel some kind of friction. He kissed my core through my panties, an embarrassing wet patch showing off. Heeseung moved the to the side, reveling my wet core begging for attention.

“Such a pretty pussy, such a pretty girl… I’m going to eat you out, and going to lick all of your pussy until you’re dripping into my face, baby.”

He started sucking my clit, his tongue lapping at it while he sucked here and there my pussy lips, making slurping noises as he devoured my cunt. My hand went directly to his hair, pushing him deeper to chase that feeling i’ve been searching for. He groaned, causing a vibration in my pussy and sending shivers down my spine.

“Fuck i love your pussy, i could fucking eat it all day, such a sensitive clit and wet pussy. You’re such a good girl.”

“Shit!” i gasped. “Heeseung ple —ah— please fuck me alredy.”

His index finger entered my tight hole, causing me to scream his name. His finger felt so long and deep inside me, i could imagine how good his dick was going to feel.

He added another finger, moving them in and out in hard pace while sucking my clit meanwhile.

“You’re so good, Hee. Shit, shit. You’re fingers feel so good.” i cried.

“If my fingers feel like this, imagine how good my dick is going to stretch you out. If you can’t take my finger, how are you going to take my cock? Huh, Y/N? Tell me…”

“I…I—” i sweared i could see stars in that moment. “I’m gonna cum.”

“You cuming baby? C’mon, cum all over my fingers. Let me taste all of you, baby.”

His fingers went faster, hitting that sweet spot deep inside me, his tongue sucking my clit. The knot in my stomach felt tighter and tighter until it finally explored.

“Fuck!” i gasped grabbing the sheets under me. “Oh my good, Hee.”

“That’s it baby… That’s it, so sweet. You’re such a good, good girl.” Heeseung said sucking clean all my pussy.

He came up to my face, kissing me with hunger and allowing me to taste myself.

“You think you’re ready for my cock now?” i nodded. “Yeah?”

“Please Hee…”

“Shit, anything for you baby.”

He took his pants and boxers down, revealing his long, thick cock leaking with pre-cum.

“There—There’s no war that’s gonna fit inside me.” i lowered my voice.

“That’s why stretch you out before, love.”

He thrusted his cock in his hand a few times until he aligned into my entrance. With a deep groan, Heeseung thrust himself into my tight hole, making me moan. His cock sliding deep into my wet, tight pussy.

“So, so tight baby.” he moaned. “This pussy was made just for me.”

“Yes, Hee. It’s feels so good.” i gasped.

His hand reached to rub my clit, making me moan even louder as he fucked my pussy senseless. He groans softly as he feels the tightness of my pussy around his cock. He begins to move faster, his hips slapping against my ass as he pounds into my cunt relentlessly.

“Hee, baby, i’m gonna cum again…”

“—Fuck— that’s it baby, cum with me okay? Let’s —shit— let’s cum together.

You couldn’t last any longer, not with the way he was rubbing your clit and not with the way he was burying his dick inside you. And with a loud moan, he buried his cock deep inside, his hot cum flooding my pussy. His hands on my hips holding me in place, making sure every last drop is deposited inside, marking me as his own cum-slut. His orgasm seems to go on forever, leaving me with a dripping, cum-filled mess.

“That was… wow.” Heeseung said collapsing next to me on the bed, i smiled.

“Yeah… wow.”

“Just for the record, i don’t want this to be just some one-time-hookup. I really have deep feelings for you, Y/N.” he said, wrapping his arms around my body in a tight hug.

“I want to be with you, Hee. I really like you too and i want to to this with you forever, you’re the only one.”

“My pretty girl.” he said giving me a kiss on the head. “You’re the best, y/n.”

“I know.” he laughed. “Love you, Hee.”

“Love you too, princess.”

shout out

(✧) pairing: sim jake x gn!reader (✧) genre: angst?? some fluff? (✧) wc: 2k (✧) synopsis: you regrettably break up with jake before his promotions for M:D1 begin. in support of the rest of the members, you go to their last concert before they leave for the rest of their world tour but are left shocked in the crowd by shout out, which jake has written for you.

a/n: hey guys!! this is my first fic so im sorry if its all over the place/messy... please go easy on me :D i hope you enjoy, if theres anything wrong with it or you have suggestions or requests even, literally anything, please lmk!! <3

You and Jake walked side by side, but it was as if there was an unspoken agreement to avoid eye contact with each other. Humidity and unsettlement suffocated the air around you – he knew what was coming. Jake walked with his hands in the pockets of his jeans, his thumbs twiddling around in nervousness. Meanwhile, you were racking your brain on how best not to shatter his heart, which he willingly gave to you. In this moment, the power was seemingly in your hands. But the truth is, Jake had you completely wrapped around his finger. Every thought of him made your knees weak. He was the way you wanted to start and end each day. Never before have you felt a love so easy, so kind. How do you tell someone you love that you can’t be together because you couldn’t bear being apart from them? Is there even a set of words that could express the agony you were feeling in this moment? You were beyond proud of him for getting to go on his first tour, but it would be too much for you to not see him for so long. It was a double-edged sword. Even if you stayed together, you knew it would hurt you two in the long run. So ending things now felt like the best option.

“Y/n..” Jake broke the silence before you could, as if he knew you had finally mustered up the courage to say something. “Jake. I don’t think I love you anymore.” You said before he could finish his sentence.

Fuck. Why did I say that?

You turned to face him. Maintaining this distance from him was difficult considering that when you were around him, you felt pulled to him like magnet meeting metal. For the first time tonight, you met his eyes. He still had his usual puppy-like gaze, but instead of glistening with cheerfulness, it was pleading to you to take back what you said. You wanted so badly to break eye contact, but you had already gone too deep. So you stared at him with cold eyes, concealing the sorrow and regret you were truly feeling.

“W-what..?” Jake was paralyzed by those seven words. 

“I’ve been feeling this way for a while. I don’t know when or how it happened. Something about us just shifted.”  This is good, y/n. You thought to yourself. Just keep it vague. “All I know is that we don’t work anymore. And I don’t see myself being able to put in the effort to make it work.” Ouch.

Those words felt like daggers stabbing into Jake’s heart. He felt like throwing up. Was it something I did? He thought to himself. He combed through his memory, trying to find where it could’ve gone wrong.

“Don’t you think you owe me an explanation?” Jake didn’t even try to hide the desperation in his voice. “It’s been a year and a half and suddenly you’ve fallen out of love with me? Y/n. Be honest with me. With yourself. Is this about me going on tour?” Jeez, he knows me so well. He grabbed your hands, you could feel his grip tighten as if to stop you from slipping away. “Y/n we still have time before I leave. I have weeks of promotions and practice and-”

“Some things don’t have an explanation.” You slightly raised your voice. He instantly dropped your hands, shocked at your tone. “I- I’m sorry, Jake. Thank you for the past year, but I don’t think I can do this anymore.” 

With that, you walked away, leaving him to process a conversation that felt like both 3 seconds and 3 years. You wanted so badly to turn back, no, run back to him and take back everything you said. But you knew Jake knew the truth. You knew that he was more hurt by the fact that you lied straight to his face. And you couldn’t bear to see him shed tears that you caused. You remind yourself that this is for the better. His promotions are starting soon. He’ll be busier than ever. It’s best to start learning how to live without him sooner than later. Right?

-

Time had passed and you had lost all contact with Jake completely. 

It had been a difficult and exhausting two months for the two of you. School kept you busy and had you up late. Jake especially felt empty and even more tired after rehearsals without your support. The thought of not hearing your voice everyday was enough to keep him stuck in bed on his off days. 

You were convinced that you were over him. Sure, he slipped in your mind every so often, but that’s only natural. You had any reminders of him blocked. Twitter, Instagram, iMessage, WeVerse. You name it. Out of sight, out of mind. You hadn’t even talked to any of the other members even though you missed the rest of them dearly. Sunoo, Jay and Riki especially reached out to you, but you owed it to yourself to cut any reminders of Jake out of your life.

However, today especially, the three of them had been blowing up your phone. You finally gave in and answered.

You huffed into the phone. “Hello?”

“Y/NNNN!!!!!” Riki screamed into the phone. “Wait y/n answered? Oh my! She answered. Jay, Y/n answered! Speaker, Riki. Speaker!!!” You heard Sunoo exclaiming in the background calling out to Jay, who had also been trying to reach you.

“Hey guys.” You let out a small laugh. “What’s up?”

“Okay. Just hear us out, okay? It’s our last concert in Korea before we leave for the rest of our tour. Please come, y/n, please, pleaseeeeee.” Riki begged.

“Yeah Y/n you better come. I know you and Jake broke up but what does that have to do with us?” Jay took the phone out of Riki’s hand and yelled at you through the phone.

“Please y/n, we miss you.” Sunoo added.

You chuckled. “I miss you guys too. And I’m sorry about not reaching out to you guys. But I’m really busy these days. And wouldn’t you think it’d be inappropriate to go to my ex-boyfriend’s concer-”

“YADA YADA YADA EXCUSES.” You’re cut off by the three of them yelling into the phone.

“BLAH BLAH BLAH” You hear Riki yelling.

“Guys. I’m serious-” You say.

“Nope” Riki says.

“But I-”

“Nope, nope, nope.” Riki says. “We’ll text you the tickets, kay? See you there Y/n”

“BYEEEE Y/N!!!!” You hear Sunoo exclaim in the back.

“Riki no!-” You get cut off once again by the sound of the call ending. You sigh, but a smile creeps up to your lips. How you missed them.

I mean, I’m over Jake. I shouldn’t let one person dictate my relationship with the rest of them, should I? They are my close friends after all. You think to yourself. You look down at your phone and are greeted by two notifications from Jay.

“Here’s the ticket, y/n.” It reads.

And in a separate text:

“By the way, don’t worry about Jake. He’s fine! Come if you’re comfortable but we’d really like you there. Besides, he won’t be able to see you in the crowd. Xx”

You smiled at Jay’s sincerity. Fine. I guess I’ll go.

-

The crowd was bustling with fans. You make your way through the crowd and find your seat. Once you situate yourself, the lights dim and “MANIFESTO: DAY 1” is spelled out on a screen in big letters….

You have to admit, the concert was pretty fun. You watched as the members sang and danced and ran around on stage. Riki found you in the crowd and you watched as his face lit up with excitement. He got Jay’s attention and he sent you a sweet smile from the stage. You could see that they truly were passionate about what they did, and were totally in their element. Jake especially. He looks so happy. I’m glad. You thought to yourself. And you truly did mean it. You could never wish anything bad upon Jake. All you could ever ask was that Jake was happy. He doesn’t deserve anything less. And Jake was happy. Despite not being with Y/n, he knew that this was something he worked so hard for. He also knew that wherever Y/n was, you were proud of him. 

You felt your heartbeat quicken each time the choreography had Jake in the center. Even when the formation had switched and he was in the back, you felt your gaze linger on him for just a few seconds longer. You practically knew their songs and choreography like the back of your hand. How could you not? You spent countless days and nights helping Jake with his vocals or facial expressions. The only songs you were unfamiliar with were their new songs from their most recent comeback. Jake was everywhere because of their latest comeback so you had avoided it completely.

Suddenly, the atmosphere of the concert had shifted. The lights stopped flashing and instead a single spotlight lit up the members. The crowd roared as the seven of them caught their breath and sent heart gestures to their fans. 

Jungwon took a step in front of the members and began to introduce their final song, “As you all know, we played a major role in preparing for this album.”

“Yup, some of us helped with the album designs, the choreo, and Jake even got to write some lyrics!” Riki said.

The crowd screamed, chanting Jake’s name. You stood, a little confused. Again, you had no idea what their new songs were.

“Jake, why don’t you introduce the song?” Jay nudged him forward.

“Uh, haha, well.. This song, um this song…” Jake stuttered as he struggled to find the right words to say. He’s nervous, you thought to yourself. “When you hear this song, I hope that you think of a special someone. It could be us… your best friend, your significant other… anyone. Someone who makes you feel like you can take on the world when you’re together. Sing this last one as loud as you can.” He smiled.

A band of guitars and percussion followed Jake’s little spiel. The members scatter around the stage interacting with their fans as Heeseung begins to sing. It was a song you had yet to hear, but you already felt the rock-like melody tugging at your heartstrings. There was no choreography, the members were able to freely move around the stage. 

Suddenly, the beat of the song slowed, and all eyes were fixed on Jake as he began to sing the bridge. Jake sang with his eyes closed, gripping tightly onto his mic. You watched as he poured every emotion he was feeling into the lyrics he worked so hard on. Everyone around you seemed to know the words. They swayed their arms to the melody, but you couldn’t help but stay still. Sunghoon took over for the next part of the bridge, and Jake opened his eyes, only to see you staring longingly at him in the crowd. He felt his heart stop as he met your gaze. Suddenly, a crowd full of tens of thousands of people tripled down to just you two. It was once again his turn to sing, and he began to walk forward, as if he was singing to you, and only you. 

“Stay, stay, stay you make it better,” the crowd jumped as the beat dropped. “My life without you is a misery.” Jake sang, his eyes fixed on you. He couldn’t even finish the last line — thankfully the crowd filled in what would’ve been an instrumental of guitar and drums. The mere sight of you in the crowd had taken his breath away. At this moment in time, language felt foreign to him.

You felt a lump form in your throat, and your eyes became glassy with tears. Jake wrote those lyrics about you. No. For you. But you realized it was too late. You knew he wasn’t gone forever. But, that’s the part that hurt the most. The two of you knew that deep down you still loved each other. And yet, a few words left unsaid cost you the best thing you’ve ever known. 

But maybe some things are better left unsaid, like goodbye. Perhaps not saying goodbye is closure enough… Or perhaps not saying goodbye leaves a possibility of a future for you and Jake.

you love me. | kim sunoo

kim sunoo x fem reader

synopsis: sunoo and you have been dating for many months now and one day when you go out with a male friend, sunoo gets jealous. to prevent you from going out, sunoo manipulates her that you’re a bad girlfriend however you doesn’t see the problem and mistakenly take his toxic side as loving and affectionate. your friend tries to call you and decide to warn you about your boyfriend’s behavior only to receive a silent response from his phone.

includes: 2.1k words | angst | suggestive | yn is dumb. but she doesn’t know that :p | sunoo is manipulative so yikes.. | riize wonbin appearance!! love him xoxo | pet names ¿?

extra: FIRST SUNOO FANFIC??? finally 🫠🫠 | uh this is for my friend dayana … forcing me to make this fanfic because she’s delusional for sunoo🤗🤗 surprise !! | thank you for making me be productive during this BREAK. 😦 | this tiktok video literally gave me inspiration | sunoo villain trope?? yes indeed. | oh yeah, happy new year everyone <3

likes, comments and reblogs are very much appreciated <3

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you sat in a comfortable chair, nervously playing with your crossbody bag as you would sometimes glance at your boyfriend who was across from you, eyes laid and focused on the tv screen.

you questioned yourself as to why you’re nervous about telling your boyfriend that you’re going out somewhere.

there’s multiple thoughts occurring inside your little head of yours - do you lie? do you tell the truth? how are you gonna answer when he questions? will he be mad? why would he be mad? does he even know wonbin?

you heard the tv turned off.

“princess?” you shivered at the voice. your thoughts scrambled away once you looked at your boyfriend, kim sunoo. he had his head tilted to the side making his eyebrow piercing flashed in your eyes from the reflection of the sun.

he looked so ethereal that you were hypnotized from his beauty.

“what’s going on with that pretty head of yours? are you going somewhere?” you’ve always adored seeing his smile.

“uhm..” you started it off, eyes lowering to the floor to help you focus forming a sentence. you pursed your lips before looking back at him, nodding. “yeah i’m going out with a friend of mine.. he said he wanted to talk to me about something..”

sunoo’s face hardened when you mentioned a ‘he’ in your sentence. he kept his gentle smile still but his eyebrows quirked up, making him pay more attention to you.

“is that so?” your eyes followed his actions when he crossed his leg over. “mhmm..” sunoo hummed, thinking of something as he laid back into the cushions with his arms crossed. “do i know this person?” you noticed the tension formed in his words. you panicked internally but you played it off cool.

“oh he’s a friend of mine since high school.. you know wonbin? yeah we’re just meeting up.” you smiled to conceal your nervousness. every since your boyfriend dyed his hair dark red, you’re beginning to be more intimidated by him because of how well he looked gorgeous with it.

sunoo nodded after hearing his words yet he felt dissatisfied about you going out. he suddenly patted his lap.

your eyes bolted up at the sudden gesture. you were confused as to why sunoo wants you in his lap. you looked at him and he perked his eyebrows up, indicating to hurry up.

you visibly gulped and stood up from the chair and walked towards sunoo who seems to be staring at your every move.

you awkwardly placed your legs in between sunoo’s lap very slowly as you wanted to make sunoo felt comfort. your heart was racing when your eyes were placed into his chest, clearly buffed out from going to the gym last night. your eyes didn’t know where to go - definitely did want to look at sunoo’s eyes.

sunoo was impatient of how slow you were so he did you a favor. you heard him sigh which cause you be more panicked.

he pressed his arm against your lower waist, forcing you to be more close to him as you instinctively bring your arms to both of his shoulder. you held back a breath as sunoo’s hand laid in your thigh, pressing down so you can comfortably sit down against his lap. it happened all too fast.

“relax.” he whispered and you immediately obeyed, causing him to chuckle deeply and be amused at how quick you followed his words. you looked at his eyebrow piercing, enchanted by the glow before your eyes were going to his collarbone.

“are you mad at me?” you squeaked, looking down at sunoo with an unreadable expression. sunoo’s hand were a little above your hip to keep you still, slowly gripping like possessive.

“no,” he shook his head but you felt like he’s lying and feeling the opposite. “you don’t like him right?”

you gasped and shook your head multiple times at the accusation. “what!? no never,” you relaxed your shoulders, pouting at him. “i only like you.” which made sunoo lightly smirked at your confession.

“really?” sunoo asked, bringing his hand to put a strand of hair behind your ear. his eyes planted onto your wavy hair. you nodded, “really.” however you were nervous.

you noticed the time as you turned your head to the tv cable where the time was displayed, you needed to meet wonbin in ten minutes yet you’re still home.

“babe,” you started. “i really need to go, i’ll be back before you know it and i’ll text you if anything.” you were urging sunoo as you raised your hips to leave his lap but he nudged, keeping you still and making his grip onto your body only stronger.

you gulped once again. his expression suddenly dropped into a glare. “what’s wrong?” you questioned, your boyfriend’s grip loosening when you sat back to his lap. you were worried, did you say something wrong?

sunoo hummed, only causing you to be more nervous as you flinched at his cold fingers swirling against your warm skin. his fingers locked in your neck and was creeping on your cheeks. he continued humming while staring at your face features. you eyed his every move. you can’t read him greatly and it frustrates you.

“you don’t think i know?” sunoo’s eyes looked up at yours and you swore you almost got a heart attack with that bitter look of his. “you don’t think i know what wonbin has been telling you?” you felt your heart physically dropped to your stomach as you lightly gasped at his comment.

“you don’t think i know the conversations you and wonbin had in the past days? how he tells you how manipulative i am to you? in our bedroom?” sunoo’s lips curved into a smile. you only gave silence, thoughts rushing to figure out what to say.

“you don’t think i’m manipulative, do you princess?” your heart still flutters at that nickname he gives you. “n-no..” you whispered because you were unsure. wonbin told you that he noticed how sunoo acts around you but you can’t never tell because

you love him.

“i do those things to protect you. i’m being like this towards you only because i worship you.” you shivered at those words. you can’t speak at all at the tone of his voice; admiration and affection.

“what did wonbin tell you?” his finger tapped your cheek.

“he told me how manipulative you are .. that our relationship isn’t love…” you kept glancing up and down to read sunoo’s expression in uneasiness. your volume was low, intimidated to speak to your boyfriend.

sunoo slightly scoffed. “what nonsense. he doesn’t know about our relationship. what love bullshit is he on? he’s a lonely bastard.” he glanced back at you after rolling his eyes. you were nibbling on your bottom lip, restlessly sweating at how he will respond.

“do you think i’m manipulating you baby?” sunoo’s eyes dilated while his hand rested on your thigh and hip. you gulped whether or not to speak about the conversation wonbin told you.

“i’m saying y/n, sunoo doesn’t love you! that’s not real love.” wonbin yelled at his phone, trying to make you comprehend his interpretation of your relationship with sunoo.

you had your phone on speaker.

“then..” you trailed off with your body spread like a starfish on the bed. “what’s true love?”

you heard your friend sighed in his phone. “love is not controlling nor possessive. love is not controlling who you’re meeting with people or befriending with people. love is not jealously-“

“sunoo is not a jealous person-“

“there you go defending him!” your lips pouted at your friend’s shouting. you aren’t defending him, you’re only telling the truth. you believe what you believe.

“you know what y/n, let’s meet up tomorrow at the cafe in front of our middle school at 2pm hm?” wonbin suggested which made you worried about telling this to your boyfriend. you agree that sunoo is quite possessive but he replied saying that he loves you and cares about your well being. that’s why he suggested to tell him that every time you go out, you notify him and what you’re gonna do.

“ok!” you confidently replied, keeping up a smile as wonbin hummed before ending the call.

you didn’t know that sunoo was behind the door, listening to every detail of your conversation with wonbin. he crossed his arms as his eyes darkened, leaving to go to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

“no..” you didn’t sound confident and sunoo can tell. he pressed his lips together, making a sound of dissatisfaction.

“darling,” his lips spread to create a bigger grin. “you know how much i love you, right?” he caresses your cheek so gently and delicate that it only made you lean closer to his touch. “right?” his tone became firm and his face started to look cold from the lack of response.

you only nodded. then his face features relaxed, going back to his smirk.

“even if you break up with me, no one can love you better than me.” sunoo’s eyes showed a hint of venom in them before you were mesmerized in the sea of his beautiful eyes. his eyebrow raised when he spoke those words to you before relaxing them and witnessing your expression becoming sad.

bingo.

“i feel hurt knowing you’re backstabbing me.” you looked down, ashamed at yourself for believing that sunoo is a bad person. sunoo kept his face blank, seeing you fall down and crumbled.

“i’m sorry..” you teared up, feeling embarrassed at your own self. “i’m so pathetic i didn’t mean to backstab you..” you looked at sunoo who nodded along with your words. his hands played with the ends of your hair.

“don’t do it again y/n.” you nodded relentlessly to his words, wiping your tears away along with sniffling.

“you love me right y/n?” the way he just says your name - the way it falls easily from his lips made you feel like you’re on cloud 9. no one has put so much emotion in your own name, not even your friends nor your family. sunoo just says it perfectly like a melody.

“yes sunoo i do- i really love you.” you stutter upon your words. “i only love you.”

sunoo smiled in satisfaction. “then don’t go.” he said next. “don’t go and be manipulated by wonbin’s words. i only love you.” his cheekbones got higher every time his lips curved higher.

sunoo’s hands started to shake lower towards your hip bone, slowly rubbing them to relax yourself.

sunoo only exhaled, an idea that came to his head. to plan out how to get rid of wonbin in your life. for good. “i won’t let anyone come in between us.”

your phone started to ring inside your purse. sunoo’s thoughts were disrupted by the ringtone, his eyes immediately shooting towards your bag.

you slowly opened your purse, heart pulsating when you see the contact name, wonbin. your hand grabbed it, bringing it closer to you.

“don’t answer it. if you love me, then don’t answer it. don’t fall for his tricks, he’s just jealous of us.” sunoo’s voice ringed in your head. you nodded, only pressing the denied button and turning your phone to do not disturb mode on so wonbin doesn’t call back.

sunoo smiled at your actions, “good girl. i’m so proud of you.” he swirled the ends of your hair with his slim fingers.

“let’s take a nap together hm? we can forget about this later.” sunoo gently requested, his fingers touching your chin to make you look at him directly in the eye.

“please..” you really wanted to forget this discussion with sunoo because of your guiltiness. you will never have a thought of making your boyfriend be the bad guy - you feel so mortified for thinking this way.

sunoo pecked your cheek, making you turn back into reality. “alright, let’s go.” sunoo grabbed your phone from your grasp and put it in his pocket while keeping a smile, a distracting one.

you leaned more into your boyfriend’s touch, your head laying on his chest as sunoo strongly gripped your thighs. he immediately carried your body as if you were a feather; light. your arms wrapped around his neck and you started to feel a bit sleepy from your boyfriend’s humming.

he set you down gradually and softly on the cushions of your bed. you felt sunoo’s plush and soft lips onto your forehead, kissing you goodnight as you felt his body right next to yours.

sunoo’s hands wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to him as you were able to smell his signature scent on his chest and neck. “i love you my princess.” he whispered as his lips pressed to your cheeks.

you whispered back, feeling butterflies in your stomach, “i love you for eternity.” those were the last words before falling into dreamland with sunoo’s body close to yours.

thank you for reading!<3

ROYAL BALL

Listen to it when you read this :)

For princess Y/N being there was just so bored. She was only smiling to random people, who came here for a royal ball her kingdom made this year. Then, from nowhere, seven young men stood in front of her

“Do you mind dancing your highness?”one of them asked, bowing and pointing his hand towards princess Y/N as the other six. She took a look at her parents, waiting for their reaction. Her father nodded, so princess accepted the stranger's invitation and grabbed his hand - she did her’s first mistake. The stranger led her to the center of the ballroom, and moments later they began to move. The dance was delicate, but mysterious at the same time. Before princess Y/N could ask her partner for his name or from what kingdom he came from, he melted like a mist, and another appeared at his place. The tall brunet bowed slightly to the princess and then grabbed her hand, lightly touching her skin with his lips. After a short dance with the him, the blonde appeared, who took the place of the predecessor, after the blonde, another boy appeared, then another, and yet another, until it was time for the last one. The dark-haired young man grabbed princess's hand, and it was only at that moment that she realized how cold their hands were. When the stranger’s hand touched her waist, she shivered. Princess Y/N for the first time this evening looked in the eyes of one of her partners- his eyes were empty and dark as a winter night. After breaking that short eye contact with young man, Y/N started scanning his face- single black hair fell on his forehead and his nose on which she found a little mole. When the princess was about to ask for his name, the boy, like the rest of them, vanished in between all of tonight’s guests. Something in her wanted to stay, inside she felt that something was going to happen, but her body didn’t listen, and she moved forward, pushing through people. She saw one of mysterious boys with the corner of her eye, so she ran towards him, then she saw another one, so the she headed towards his direction. Y/N followed his footsteps, she left the room and entered one of the corridors, only to see the big castle doors open widely. She ran out of the palace and her eyes saw one of the strangers enter the garden maze- she followed him and it was her second mistake. Going through the dark labyrinth alleys, princess Y/N didn’t knew if it was her mind playing with her or was it really happening, but she heard murmurs or footsteps behind her, which made her shiver from fear and cold. Finally, she stopped looking for the missing boys, at that point, her priority was to find a way out. The footsteps and whispers grew louder and Y/N quickened her pace “Hello!? Is anyone there?!” she screamed, stopping in one place for a moment - it was her third and last mistake. The noises around began to intensify, and princess no longer wasted any time and began to run away. She knew that whoever was there had no good intentions, and she is really easy pray to catch. The sound of steps she heard were already loud enough for her to hear them clearly. She could easily say that someone was following her and knew her location. Y/N, in fear, turned off the first corner she could find, prying to god for help with getting out of here. She hoped that she will find a way out, but instead ended up in a dead end. And then she felt that she was no longer alone, it was obvious that whoever had chased her before was now standing behind her. Before she could turn around, someone leaned over her ear and whispered "You will finally be one of us" and after these words she felt an unimaginable pain in her neck. Now, she will be dancing with them for all eternity

"Morning, how can I help you?"

hello guys I'm the most unloyal hoonki stan 🙃😭 kim sunoo pls stop bias wrecking me 😭😭😭😭😭

this made me cry so much, it's probably the best fanfic i've ever read 😭🫰🫰🫰🫰🫰🫰

⋆ INSOUSIANCE · ksn

synopsis · four times you choose him, one time you didn't. ( 5k )

genre · hs au

warnings · angst, unrequited love

note · hahaha we love reposting!

when you chose sunoo as your project partner in middle school, his world flipped over. no, you weren’t someone with bad grades, and neither was he. middle school sunoo, if anything, didn’t expect you to pick him, out of all the remaining thirty-four students in the class. and when he asked you about it later that day, your response was rather astounding. 

“i want to get to know you.” that’s what you had said to him in front of his house before proceeding on the way back yours. your worlds left him dazed for days. he wondered if you meant it— of course, because usually, people don’t really want him as their project partners, for he’s too ‘child-like.’ sunoo simply couldn’t bring himself to believe your words. ‘i want to get to know you,’— okay, you can. he doesn’t mind. in fact, he’d love to be friends with you, but choosing him as your project partner was what surprised him the most.

“why do did you choose me?” he asked again, on the day before submission, and you shot him a didn’t-we-go-through-this look. “i mean, people usually don’t—” 

“because you’re annoying.” you blurted out, catching him with surprise yet again; and you went on about how he’s so loud— which made him frown a bit as a chuckle rolled off your lips— but, he’s loud in a good way; in a way where a single smile from his lightens up the room. you tell him about how you admire him for his positivity, and sunoo opens up to you about his antics when he’s sad, which you thought was an exaggeration until you actually found him under the blues outside the choir room three days later. 

days transitioned into weeks and weeks into months, sunoo found himself spending every minute by your side. he had never met someone like you before. you didn’t tell him to shut up whenever he got loud, but instead, you’d scream with him in the middle of the streets, laughing obnoxiously in convenience stores, hoarding candies to spend your nights watching concert recordings on youtube and fuel his obsession. you’d spent hours listening to his story about the one artist that he listened to as a kid and how he grew an interest for music. you indulged yourself into conversations you knew nothing about. you talked about his interests as if they were your own, sunoo never had someone like you. 

the second time you chose sunoo was at a middle school graduation party, when your friends forced you to bring someone along and the first name to cross your mind was his’. you spent three days wondering how to ask him— it’s not a date. you’re not my date. we’re going there because my friends forced me. sunoo, are you listening? this is not a date, don’t get me wrong— that was the most nervous he had seen you in seven months. he had a blast, watching you struggle with words for thirty-minutes; and you occasionally slapped his arms for laughing but he simply couldn’t stop, especially with the adorable pout resting on your face. 

you thought asking him to be your plus one would ruin things, for one’s plus one is supposed to be their date, and sunoo was simply your best friend. you considered cancelling your plans until the last moment, worried that something unfortunate would happen, but sunoo didn’t seem to care. on the noon of the day before the party, you found him standing at your doorstep, asking your mom if you could help him pick an outfit for the graduation party. it was late, almost eight in the evening, and sunoo said something along the lines of, ‘i promise to walk her back home by nine-thirty,’ before your parents finally gave in, letting you spend time with him. 

that night, all your worries and baseless concerns flew away with the autumn winds. you and sunoo did everything except picking an outfit for him. the moment you stepped into the sunoo household, his sisters stole you from him for fifteen minutes sharp, wanting to see the girl their brother has been talking about restlessly; and if sunoo hadn’t barged into their room, dragging you away, they wouldn’t have let you talk to him that evening. ( he also got hit with a pillow on his face for storming into the room but that’s for another day. )

the goal was to pick an outfit for him, but as soon as you entered his room, your mind remembered everything, but the reason why you were at his house in the first place. you spent the next few minutes fawning upon his photo cards and album collection, talking about all the concept posters in his room while enjoying the snacks his mother offered along the visit. sunoo showed you his stamp and hello kitty sticker collections before you both got down to watch the repeat telecast of your favourite show together. 

you reached home that day, around ten. sunoo came to drop you, of course, and your parents literally had to stop him from kneeling and apologising because he thought they wouldn’t let the two of you meet again. it was a sight to see as he blabbered about how he was so scared when his mother reminded him that it’s ten pm and he needs to go to bed in twenty minutes. you sneaked into your living room at two in the night to talk to him over telephone, as the two of you had planned before, and didn’t get a single ounce of sleep that night. 

long story short— you didn’t attend the party, and neither did sunoo. you both were found passed out in the living rooms of your respective homes, finally going to bed at around seven in the morning, only to sleep until three in the noon. your blood ran cold when you woke up, realising that you overslept. afraid that sunoo must be waiting, you ran to the celebration venue, only to see the texts he sent you about oversleeping and forgetting about the party. the two of you surely did miss the graduation party, but spent the whole day together, visiting almost every arcade store just to kill time. 

the third time you chose sunoo was in highschool, as your seatmate. he didn’t see you for months after that day at the arcades. you caught a really bad fever, one that had you admitted in the hospital for two weeks after it turned out to be anaemia. when you were in the hospital, sunoo was busy writing finals and highschool entrances, and by the time exam season was over for most of the students in the country, you were busy giving the tests you missed because of your illness.  

sunoo never thought you’d attend cheongshim international academy with him. you had always talked about attending highschool overseas, or perhaps anywhere, but not a boarding school. elite academies weren’t the best choice for you, as informed to your parents by your homeroom teacher, because you don’t work well under pressure. you even talked about dropping schooling and pursuing something else, something that you liked to do instead of studying things out of obligation. sunoo was convinced that he would possibly never see you again, until you showed up on the first day of highschool as his classmate, catching him by surprise just the way you did for the very first time in middle school. 

“what? don’t tell me you forgot me already.” you scoffed, and sunoo didn’t leave your side that day, not even for a brief second. he stuck to you, saying he would take you around the school and help you get familiarised, as if it wasn’t the first day of his school. you both were almost lost before a senior escorted the two of you back to your class.

you both got detention on the first day of school for fooling around the campus, spending two hours cleaning your classroom ( most of which was just a waste of time) his parents blew up his phone with texts and calls, and you were waiting for yours to do the same. when you informed your mother that you'd be late, it didn't take her a second to ask if you had met sunoo. 

it was obvious, really. you never were the type to stay out late with friends, but sunoo has always been an exception to your rules. you dislike overly talkative people but you listened to him as if he was a synchrony of a melody and a melancholy. you looked at him as if you saw the whole universe in his eyes. you didn't think twice before violating your own boundaries for him, offering sunoo an open invitation into your life. 

and just like that, the first half of your junior year passes by in a blink. they say distances bring people close, maybe it's true because you and sunoo seem inseparable. you had started sneaking into each other’s dorms, spending nights and watching movies, speed writing your incomplete assignments a few hours before school started. the day sunoo was selected as the school's head choir boy, he saw you cry for the first time. 

he had seen you cry several times actually, but that one time was different. it was just teary eyes with soft sniffles, not just a few drops of tears rolling down your cheeks. sunoo has seen you cry, but it was the first time he saw you break into a heavy sob with tears streaming down your cheeks as you pulled him in your arms, telling him how proud you are. it was his first time seeing you cry for someone else.

you talk about his interests as if they are your own, so watching him make it to the school’s choir as their leader felt like being an ace. you started attending his performances and sunoo always reserved the front seat for you. watching sunoo never felt boring because he sang for both of you. every note, every tune, every song, it was for both of you. the melodies were his, the praises were yours, for sunoo believes he wouldn't have pursued music so desperately if you didn't support him back in middle school. 

things were amazing, and the second year rolled in with an unexplainable feeling blossoming inside sunoo's heart. your touches started leaving him breathless. every hug made his heart skip a beat or two. everytime you cuddled, sunoo wondered if you could hear his heart beating crazily, and whether your heart did the same. to take his mind off these things, sunoo introduced you to one of his new friends— park sunghoon. 

despite being a year younger than sunghoon, the three of you clicked well. well, tried to, for sunghoon seemed stoic most of the time, making you wonder if he hated loud people. after all, you and sunoo had always been a little handful together. 

but sunghoon was a nice guy, you knew it. your eyes never missed the way his lips curled into a smile whenever sunoo laughed, or the way he always offered to help sunoo with the tiniest of things, and especially the way he gave into the boy’s eccentric behaviour. park sunghoon was like a spark, and you saw sunoo's whole world on fire. 

you pulled the vice head boy into the pit of detentions as well. sunoo called it a tradition, that every person joining the two of you would have to suffer a detention to be an official member of sunooyn circus— his words, not yours. you thought sunghoon would be mad, for he isn't the type to get into troubles especially since he’s the vice head boy, but instead, you saw him at his highest, laughing as if he had never been happier. as though, if happiness was a thing, it would be that moment, and he's waiting for the word to catch up to the feeling. 

when sunghoon asked if you wanted to be his partner for the inter-prefectural debate and represent your school, your world flipped over. 

it was at that moment when memories from middle school slipped inside your head. a look at sunoo, and you thought— so this is how he felt. 

the fourth time you chose sunoo was on the day of the debate. he'd be lying if he said the idea of you and sunghoon travelling together didn't bother him, so sunoo offered to drive you to the venue himself, since you both lived closer and he had a sister with a driving licence. when he saw you present your argument on the stage with the same passion he had for the sport, he felt as if he fell for you all over again. in fact, he unknowingly fell a little deeper for you ever since he met you and when he realised, sunoo was already at the rock bottom, ready to fall even deeper. 

that was the first time sunoo chose to accept his feelings, wanting to make you first and hopefully, his last as well; because once upon a time, there was you and that's it. that was his story, because anything less than you wasn't true and anything more didn't make sense. 

when you didn't win the first prize, sunoo cried his heart out. there were tissues all over your hotel room as he reassured you that no matter who won the contest, you had always been the winner in his eyes. his hands slid in yours as he told you to not cry, while the tears were streaming down his face like a waterfall. he held you in his arms and recited words about how you did your best and despite the result, the whole was proud of you for getting second position in the entire province. 

you nodded, thanking him for his words, and then you disappeared— completely— never returning to your room for the next forty minutes. you said you’d be back soon, but it had been forty minutes, the sun’s setting down, and you hadn’t returned. sunghoon’s name didn’t even cross his mind. on this way to the lift, sunoo didn’t expect to hear soft strings of your voice from sunghoon’s room. eavesdropping wasn’t something he condoned but he found himself standing against the ice prince’s room, hands hesitating to unlock the door and when he finally did, the sight of you cradling sunghoon in your arms reached his eyes. 

it was understandable, of course, sunghoon was hurting more. you looked at sunoo and told him to shush because you didn’t want to disturb sunghoon, who possibly dozed off in your arms, his head on your shoulders. sunoo didn’t mind, taking a mental note to apologise to sunghoon later for crying like a child when he should’ve been there for both his friends. he left without saying a word, leaving you and sunghoon alone since sunoo understood the need, though a part of him ached at the sight of you having letting sunghoon sleep in your arms when you didn’t even hug sunoo when tears brimmed his eyes. 

maybe this is what it feels like to share, sunoo thought, because his life, he had you all to himself, and the same applied to you. he wondered if you felt the same after letting someone, who was not him, in your arms. sunoo was convinced that the ‘two of us’ is no longer valid, for he’d have to include sunghoon. he didn’t mind, sunghoon was his best buddy, and he almost slept with the newly established thought until you showed up outside his place, asking if the two of you could have a run down to seven-eleven. 

all this thought vanished at the sight of you, and the only thing flooding his mind was the way your hand occasionally brushed past his’ as you both strolled down the neighbourhood. you talked about people’s interests as if they’re your own, but that night, you talked about sunghoon as if he was a part of you. your words flowed along the lines of how similar the two of you were, and the way you both have identical approaches to various issues. he had seen you compliment sunghoon a thousand times but sunoo didn’t understand why a part of him wanted the night to be over quickly. 

events followed along, first term examinations arrived and after that, time seemed to fly even faster. sunoo would rush to the library for study sessions and he’d see you with sunghoon, talking about a book he recommended to you and how much you enjoyed it. during group outings, you’d share theories with sunghoon and he’d expand them beyond the canon plot. all with sunoo walking one step behind because he didn’t know anything about your conversations with him; or rather, you never told him. 

you’d spend nights texting sunoo about everything you and sunghoon talked about as if he wasn’t there to listen. and no matter how much it pained him, sunoo loved to see you happy, so he played along right into your games. you’d ask and he’d tell you all about sunghoon’s antics and habits as if no one knows them better than him. sunoo would tell you everything he knew about sunghoon and hope that one day, you’d go back to how you both used to be. because even with having you by his side, he missed the days and nights you spent talking about him. 

when the third year arrived, sunoo thought it’d all be over soon. no, he didn’t hate sunghoon— he couldn’t— but he envied him. he envied him when sunghoon walked between the two of you on your ways back home. he envied the way you smiled at sunghoon even at the silliest actions and treat him as the centre of your world. he envied how sunghoon started being the person you’d look for during hard times, or way you started cancelling plans with sunoo to visit bookstores with sunghoon. he envied the way you looked at sunghoon— because you looked at him as if you saw yourself inside his eyes.      

but sunoo wasn’t a coward. he never learnt how to give up. when sunghoon was in incheon for one of the literary contests, you started zoning out in broad daylight, as if you suddenly didn’t know what to do. that’s when sunoo called you over to his place. as much as he wanted to spend time with you, the offer was selfless. sunoo would rather have you crying in his arms than watch you spend the day alone in utter despair. it came to him as a surprise when you started talking about how much you were missing sunghoon, even though it had only been two days since he left. he bit his inner cheeks when you said you wanted to hug him. and before you could say more, sunoo’s words cut in like a knife.

“i like you.” that’s what he said. it was purely unintentional. he didn’t want to present such a wacky confession. there was a pause as sunoo looked at you, anticipating an answer. you didn’t say a thing; and the next second, there was a text from sunghoon on your phone, and you ran out of sunoo’s apartment as if you never heard his confession.   

he was proud of confessing to you but in just a few months, the pride morphed into sadness. because back then, the now nineteen year old sunoo didn't know you had other choices. he didn't know he'd have to be in love with you and leave it at that, because his first choice has always been you but, you chose sunghoon over everything else. 

SUNOO - ENHYPEN 🦊

I recently watched I-LAND and decided to recreate Sunoo. The outfit and hair is not that accurate but I did the best I could with my limited cc. The face is giving but it could have been better.

tray files and cc list coming soon...

I also did Sunoo in other eras....

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Oh God

Happy 22nd birthday to Kim Sunoo from ENHYPEN. 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

I'm so nervous, tomorrow is my college degree and I will be the class speaker, there will be many people and I'm nervous, Enhypen was important on this journey that I find it wrong not to be shout out at my entrance.

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