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ahhhh can u do the trend where you call them your husband?? plsss <3

𝜗𝜚 DEAR HUSBAND

ft. enha hyung line ✷ fluff wc. 0.3k warning.none © atrirose tiktok m.list

HEESEUNG : "nothing I'm just with my husband, yeah okay i will call you later" looks at you with big doe eyes, did you just called him husband really, his face was filled with warmth "your husband? really you mean it" looks at you anticipation "yeah who else would be my husband" gives you his hands "okay put a ring on it" you burst into laughter at his cuteness "you want me to purpose to you hee" bambi eyes stared at you with excitment "yes, call me hubby yn" kisses you softly "hubby" giggles arupts from him.

JAY : "can i get a coke with that oh and my husband would like a strawberry leomenade with extra ice" jay was scrolling through his phone but as soon as he heard husband , you swear you have never seen him turn so fast "husband? me" points at himself with wide eyes "yeah you" you said with smile "yeah bro you heard that, would you like to come to our wedding" he asked the person taking your order "JAY YOU DON'T KNOW HIM" "AND THE POINT? WE ARE GETTING MARRIED, oh wait let me tell my dad" and you just sat there with red face as he went on and on about the wedding

JAKE : "yeah that will be all, babe what do you want" jake looks at you while snuggling with layal "can i have chicken wings please" you nod in response "and my husband would like to have chicken wings" he was shocked but that was only for a spilt second "yes and please give us newly married discount please" screams loud so the persons taking order hears "babe calm down what would you like to drink" he looks at you with puppy eyes "a coke please" you went on ordering "and he would-" doesnt lets you finish "who he? who is he? am your husband, wifey" at this point even layla is concerned about him "my wifey", so mainly he was very loud and then called your mom spilling all the tea looking all proud, he is the favorite child try hard yn

SUNGHOON : "can you call me, my phone is lost" dials you number "oho my heart huh? hoon so cringey" you said pulling his cheeks "shut up yn" he saw your phone buzz under the table "there i will bring it" as soon as he saw the contact name with a heart and written husband he couldn't help but bouce "babe whats this" he shows the phone with giggles "you are my husband hoon" bounce pt2 "wait you meant to write it, like you saved this right, did you misspell it" — "how can i misspell it, and yeah of course i mean it" hugs you tight pressing kisses on your head "okay lets get married soon"

🦢 ° — CALLING ENHYPEN PRETTY BOY

˖ ft. enha members | g. fluff ˖ warning. f!reader , none | theme. sfw , headcanon | TIKTOK SERIES

# . — HEESEUNG : "what? repeat what you said" did not believe his ear, did you really call him that "I said can you pass me the remote pretty boy" shook, speechless, will cry any minute, you took mental note to call him pretty boy everytime you talk to him, its a must, he needs to hear it more, he deserves it. no one should make him feel otherwise, protect this boi :(.

# . — JAY : "what are you doing my pretty boy" not surprised, barely had any reactions but his inner self is screaming, jumping, rolling, silding down the wall, "nothing much just working on this song, about you" now its your time to get excited but yours is visible, you shake him asking more about the song "wait what really jay, tell me more about it-" — "its pretty boy" he pulls you on his lap as he shows you his notepad "it really got to your head didn't it?" you said "your fault" .

# . — JAKE : "hi pretty boy" that was a mistake in a sense, firstly he choked on the ramen he was eating and secondly you think he is not breathing, just looking at you with big eyes "wow jake you are so dramatic" walks towards you as he sits himself down and rubs his cheeks on yours "yeah maybe! but that just made me happiest man for the next 10 no 100 years" he is quite vocal about it and it made you embarrassed "call me that infront of the members okay?" he smiled as you buried your face in his chest "its embarrassing" squeezes you in a tight hug "no its not hehe, im sure they will be jealous"

# . — SUNGHOON : "YN ! HOW DO I LOOK?" he was excited it was your 1st anniversary and he did his best to do his hair and put on his best clothes "you always look good, pretty boy" he brushed his hands across the table to find the perfume he bought "yeah and- wait what? what did say?" looks at you with a serious face "you look good, my pretty boy?" you almost thought you offended him until you saw him blushing and hiding his face "yn im already madly in love with you. how much more do you want me to fall" you smiled at his behavior "insanely"

# . — SUNOO : "yn can you please hurry up, we are not going for pairs fashion week, its just THE MALL" he said frowning with a very kissable pout which you did peck as you got of the bathroom after your millionth try of making your eyeliner symmetrical "lets go pretty boy" you said as you took his hand "pretty boy?" would not let it slide, respectfuly asks you to NEVER call him sunoo because its only pretty boy from now on "I guess I will let you slide this one time but hurry up next time"

# . — JUNGWON : "did you eat it" jungwon stood infront of you towering you "eat what? pretty boy" there goes his attempt to intimate you, yes you did eat his precious curry he saved, which he physically defended against jay "yn you can't do that" squats down and hids his face "do want?" you asked tickling his ears, he brushed your hands off lightly "say things that make me nervous-" you know he likes it but apperently you have to make fun of him "so you don't like it?" looks at you with a panic look "no no i did not say that, I mean I like it, I was- yeah keep calling me that" the curry was completely forgotten as you survived once again.

# . — NIKI : "hi pretty boy" looks at you with most horrid reaction "what..?" you repeat yourself for him to spourt nonsense "you can't say that shhh!! what if someone hear you" you almost want to slap him "and what about it-" — "iT HURTS MY MANLINESS" bro was 💀 "niki shut up or I will really hurt your 'manliness' ye" he can't be serious right now "call me handsome bruh" smirks for no reason "pretty boy" then you guys went on arguing until you came to the deal that calling him pretty was only to be done private

AN. I'm sorry I'm really inactive and haven't answered any asks but I wanted to write this 😔 also I would get butterflies even if I utter the word pretty for anyone, but just on that note you all are beautiful, and im proud of you, keep going 💖💖

enhypen x fem!reader | brought the heat back

genre. toxic enha! established relationship + hcs cw. the boys are pretty toxic & manipulative notes. obv this isn’t how i believe they act irl! i was just inspired by bthb lyrics

heeseung . . . ‘why is he looking at you like that’, heeseung thought as the two of you were sitting in a cafe. to say he was a jealous person was an understatement— heeseung was very possessive. you were his and his only, why couldn’t people understand that.

“hee, calm down.” you mumbled, noticing the way he gripped the small coffee cup, the drink spilling onto his hand. heeseung sighed, letting you clean him up. as soon as you discarded the coffee covered wet wipe, heeseung immediately pulled you to his side, making you sit against him in the booth.

“heeseung…” you warned the boy, feeling his lips trace your neck. the man who had been looking at you prior looked away in embarrassment. you never really favored pda, but your possessive boyfriend certainly did.

“tell me that you’re mine. mine only.” he muttered in between kisses, causing you to blush furiously. you let out a nervous giggle before turning your head to meet heeseung’s eyes.

“i’m yours, always.”

jay . . . you were positive that jay’s arms hadn’t left your waist since you arrived at the party. whenever you two stood in a group, jay would stand behind you with his arms wrapped around your waist and his chin on your shoulder/head. any time a guy even glance at you, his grip would tighten. you had to stop jay from getting into a fight when a guy had approached you, trying to get you into one of the spare rooms.

jay had thrown his beer into the guy’s face, about to swing at his face before you pulled him away.

“jay…i was okay. i can handle myself.” you sighed as the two of you sat on the front lawn, waiting for his best friend to pick you both up.

“i know but, you’re my girl. they don’t even deserve to have the pleasure of looking at you.” jay muttered, his jaw clenching. you let out a curt laugh before reaching over and messing with his hair.

“and i wouldn’t want it any other way.” you replied, leaning over to kiss him.

jake . . . your boyfriend was acting like a child, and you weren’t too pleased about it.

“get off the phone.” he murmured against your ear before continuing his assault on your neck. you were positive that jake had left a couple hickeys on your skin already. he had been sucking on your neck and running his tongue over the marks constantly since you started your project. you were working on it with a male classmate and jake didn’t like that.

jake’s kisses only increased the more you ignored him, his hands slowly sliding under your shirt and resting under your bra. you let out a soft moan, freezing when you realized that you were still on call.

“y/n, you okay?” your project partner, heeseung spoke up. before you could even get a word in, jake spoke up for you.

“she’s busy.” jake sneered before pressing the red ‘end call’ button on your phone. you turned to face the man, about to sold him but jake didn’t care. he interrupted you with a kiss, already lifting you out of your seat and towards your bed.

“it’s my turn to have your attention.”

sunghoon . . . you had never seen sunghoon so angry before, it was honestly worrying. you knew that your boyfriend was the jealous type, and his emotions were only heightened whenever he had a game. a member on the opposing team made a score, winking and making some crude remarks towards you. sunghoon already hated him, especially since he always seemed to hit on you.

your boyfriend was already pissed off so he absolutely lost it, throwing his helmet on the ice and roughly spitting out his mouth guard before slamming the guy against the wall of the rink. you didn’t pick up much of what sunghoon said, only a couple of curses here and there. the guy pushed sunghoon off which resulted in him swinging at his face. you gasped and stood up, watching as sunghoon was pulled away by his teammates.

he ended up receiving a red card and was chewed out by his coach before he stomped to the locker room. you followed after him, wanting to comfort your boyfriend who was obviously fired up.

“sunghoon! what the hell was that?” you called after him, nearly getting hit by the door on your way into the locker room.

“that dickwad is a piece of shit. i can’t stand him. especially when he thinks that he can just look at you without me wanting to pull his teeth out.” sunghoon snarled, his voice still raised as he paced around.

you frowned, putting a hand on his chest to try to calm him down. he stopped, taking a deep breath before placing his hand over yours and leaning against the lockers.

“you’re mine only. i can’t let other guys talk about you like that.” sunghoon said, leaning over to rest his forehead against yours. you smiled, finding his possessiveness to be a bit attractive. even though it got him benched for the next few games.

“don’t worry, i don’t accept attention from any other guy but you.” you whispered, running your thumb on his bottom lip.

sunoo . . . “who was that guy you spoke to earlier.” sunoo asked, cornering you in the kitchen one night. you jumped a bit at his presence, not expecting your boyfriend to still be up as you grabbed a glass of water.

“just a friend.” you replied, shrugging as if it was no big deal. to sunoo it was a big deal. he couldn’t stand the attention you would get from men, it made him extremely envious when you decided to be nice and engage.

“why were you smiling at him like that?” sunoo asked, his tone extremely calm but his gaze was hard and set on you.

“sunoo, he didn’t mean anything to me.” you replied, placing the glass down and walking over to sunoo. you rested your hands on either side of his face, giving him a reassuring smile. you knew how jealous your boyfriend could get, especially when it came to guys giving you their attention. if a guy happened to look at you for a second too long, sunoo felt like snapping their neck.

“he better not.” he mumbled before pulling you into a heated kiss.

jungwon . . . was it unfair of jungwon to rip you away from a lunch with your friend? possibly. but the friend was a guy, a guy who wasn’t your loving boyfriend. he couldn’t have your attention stolen by sim jaeyun when he was simply sitting at home bored out of his mind. so, jungwon called you up, pretending to sound sick so you would come to his apartment. he knew that he was your weakness, you would do anything for your precious jungwon.

so you excused yourself from lunch and raced to jungwon’s apartment, worried about your boyfriend. jungwon laid on his bed, putting a frown on his face as he explained that his ‘stomach ache’ was debilitating. you cooed at the boy, softly running your hands through his hair.

jungwon sighed, fighting back a small smirk. he finally had you to himself again…he was in heaven.

riki . . . the boy was fidgeting, hands clenching and unclenching at his sides as he watched a store clerk clearly flirt with you. he had been watching the guy ever since you two walked into the store, the punk had been waiting for a chance to get you alone.

“i was wondering if i could get your number?” the guy asked, pulling his phone out. you froze, feeling awkward already. you were about to tell him that you had a boyfriend before you felt a presence behind you.

riki towered over you, his height seeming to intimidate the store clerk in front of you. he wrapped his arms around your waist possessively, resting his head on top of yours.

“she’s taken.” riki said curtly, his eyes darkening as he stared down the guy in front of you. he nodded, quickly walking away without another word.

“riki…” you giggled, turning around to face your boyfriend who looked extremely pissed. riki had always been a jealous boyfriend and it was amusing to see how he subtly staked his claim over you.

“these idiots don’t deserve an ounce of your attention.” he grumbled, keeping an arm around your waist as he pulled you out of the store. you let out a laugh, shaking your head.

“riki, where are we going? i want my snacks.”

“a different store without that asshole.”

THIS IS TOO CUTE MY GAWD 😭

Can you do breaking up prank on enhypen thank you <3

## IM BREAKING UP WITH YOU

TIKTOK SERIES #005

（ 概要 ）。— all members x reader || g : fluff , crack || text message || no warning || established relationship

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ YOURS, FOREVER ━ JAY

contents. after years apart, you and jay meet again. both married, both trapped in lives you never wanted, still haunted by the love you’ll never truly escape. tags. angst but not really, SMUT, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, cheating (both) pairing. jay x reader my note. god forbid i write something based on my asks when i can just write jay angst and smut <3 library.

the rain was relentless, a cold, unforgiving drizzle that soaked through your coat and into your bones as you walked through the city streets. it had been years since you last saw him, years since you had torn your heart in two and walked away. you told yourself you’d moved on, that you’d built a life worth living. but every day felt like you were playing a role, acting out a script that wasn’t written for you.

tonight, the weight of it all felt unbearable.

and then, as if summoned by the universe to twist the knife deeper, you saw him.

jay was leaning against the entrance of a small, dimly lit café, his figure half-hidden in the shadows. his hair was damp from the rain, falling into his eyes in that familiar way that used to make your heart skip a beat. he looked older, more worn—just like you. but he was still the same jay who had once held your entire world in his hands.

you wanted to turn away, to run before he saw you, before the floodgates of everything you’d kept buried could open. but your feet wouldn’t move, your body betraying you as it always had when it came to him.

his head lifted, and then his eyes found yours, the shock and pain in them so clear it felt like a physical blow.

“y/n,” he breathed, his voice cracking as he spoke your name. it was a sound you’d dreamed of and dreaded in equal measure.

“jay,” you whispered, trying to force a smile, but it came out as a broken, pathetic attempt. “it’s been a long time.”

he nodded, his eyes never leaving yours, as if he was afraid you’d vanish if he looked away. “yeah… a long time.”

there was so much to say, so much history and hurt between you, but neither of you seemed able to find the words. the silence stretched out, heavy and suffocating, until finally, he spoke again.

“how… how have you been?” he asked, but you could see the truth in his eyes—he knew. he knew you weren’t happy, just as you knew he wasn’t.

“i’m married,” you said, the words bitter and hollow. “two years now.”

he winced, his eyes flickering down to your hand where the thin band of gold glinted dully in the light. “me too. three years.”

the silence returned, and you felt like you were drowning in it, suffocating under the weight of all the things you should have said, all the things you wanted to scream.

“are you happy?” he asked, and it was the cruelest question he could have asked, because you both already knew the answer.

you shook your head, unable to trust your voice. the tears you had held back for so long burned in your eyes, but you refused to let them fall. you couldn’t break down now—not in front of him.

“i thought… i thought it would get easier,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “i thought if i married her, if i built a life with her, i’d stop thinking about you. but it’s like you’re a part of me, y/n. a part i can never escape.”

his words were a knife twisting in your chest, reopening wounds you thought had healed. but they hadn’t. they had just festered, hidden under the surface, waiting for this moment to tear you apart.

“i tried to move on,” you choked out, the tears finally spilling over, mixing with the rain on your cheeks. “i tried to love him, but every time i look at him, i see what we could have had, jay. and it hurts. it hurts so much.”

he reached out then, his hand trembling as he touched your face, his thumb brushing away the tears. “i’m so sorry,” he whispered, his voice breaking. “i’m so sorry i wasn’t strong enough to choose you. to fight for us.”

you closed your eyes, leaning into his touch, even though you knew it was wrong, even though you knew it would only make it harder to walk away again. “why couldn’t we have been enough?” you asked, the question tearing out of you, raw and desperate.

“i don’t know,” he replied, his voice thick with tears he was trying to hold back. “god, y/n, i don’t know. but if i could go back, if i could change everything—”

“but you can’t,” you interrupted, pulling away from him, the loss of his warmth making you shiver. “we can’t. we made our choices, and now we have to live with them.”

he nodded, his hand falling to his side, and the look on his face was one of utter devastation. “i love her, y/n,” he said, and it was clear he was trying to convince himself as much as you. “but it’s not the same. it will never be the same.”

“i know,” you whispered, your heart breaking all over again. “i love him too, but… he’ll never be you.”

you took a step back, knowing if you didn’t leave now, you never would. “goodbye, jay,” you said, your voice trembling. “take care of yourself.”

“y/n, wait—” he reached for you, but you were already gone, turning your back on him, on the love you would never truly escape.

as you walked away, the tears you had tried to hold back poured down your face, mingling with the rain. and even though you knew you had done the right thing, even though you knew you couldn’t have stayed, it felt like you had just torn your heart out of your chest and left it behind with him.

and maybe you had. because as you disappeared into the darkness, you knew a part of you would always be with jay—lost in what could have been, trapped in a past you could never reclaim.

however, jay had caught up with you, gripping your arm, because how could he lose now, when you're so close to him, just a step away.

the rain poured relentlessly, drenching you both as you stood frozen in the downpour. jay’s hand gripped your arm, his eyes locked onto yours with an intensity that sent shivers down your spine. the air between you was electric, charged with years of unspoken words, unresolved emotions, and the undeniable pull that had never truly gone away.

“i can’t let you go,” he breathed, his voice cracking with desperation. you could see the turmoil in his eyes, the battle he was fighting within himself, torn between what was right and what he needed. “not again. not without—”

before he could finish, his lips crashed against yours, cutting off his own words and sending a shockwave through your body. it was as if all the years apart, all the pain and longing, had culminated in this one, explosive moment. the kiss was fierce, almost frantic, like you were both trying to reclaim something that had slipped through your fingers too long ago.

you moaned against his lips, your hands finding their way to his soaked hair, pulling him closer, needing him to erase every thought, every doubt. his hands were everywhere, sliding up your back, gripping your hips, pulling you so tightly against him that you could feel the heat of his body through the drenched fabric of your clothes.

“god, y/n,” he groaned against your lips, his breath hot and ragged. “i need you… i’ve always needed you…”

his words sent a rush of heat through you, igniting something deep inside that you had tried so hard for so many years to bury. you didn’t care about the consequences anymore. you didn’t care about the rings on your fingers, the lives waiting for you back home. all that mattered was this moment, this all-consuming need that had been festering inside you for years.

“then take me,” you whispered, your voice trembling with desire. “take me, jay…”

he didn’t need any more encouragement. with a low growl, he lifted you off your feet, pressing you against the rough wall of the building behind you. the cold, wet brick bit into your back, but the discomfort was nothing compared to the fire blazing between you. his lips moved down your neck, leaving a trail of burning kisses that made you arch into him, your breath hitching with every touch.

his hands slid under your shirt, pushing the soaked fabric up, his fingers brushing against your bare skin. you shivered at the contact, a moan escaping your lips as his touch grew bolder, more insistent. the feel of his hands on your body, the way he touched you like he was rediscovering every inch of you, made your head spin with need.

“you’re perfect,” he murmured against your skin, his voice husky with desire. “so perfect…”

his words sent a thrill through you, your body responding to him in ways you had tried to forget. you could feel his need pressing against you, hard and unyielding, and it only fueled the fire burning inside you. you wanted more—needed more.

your fingers fumbled with the buttons of his button-up shirt, your hands trembling with urgency as you pushed the wet fabric aside, desperate to feel his skin against yours. his chest was firm under your touch, the heat of his body a stark contrast to the cold rain that continued to fall around you.

“jay…” you gasped, your voice laced with desperation as your hands roamed over his chest, his shoulders, his back. you couldn’t get enough of him, couldn’t get close enough, couldn’t feel enough.

he seemed to be losing control as well, his kisses growing more frantic, more demanding. his hands moved to your waist, tugging at the waistband of your pants, and you could feel the urgency in his touch, the way his fingers trembled as he worked to free you from the barriers between you.

“i need you,” he rasped, his voice thick with lust as his lips found yours again. “i need all of you…”

his words made you tremble, your body aching with the same desperate need that he was pouring into every kiss, every touch. his hands finally slipped beneath the fabric of your pants, and you gasped as his fingers brushed against your most sensitive spot, sending a jolt of pleasure through you.

“please, jay…” you begged, your voice barely more than a whisper. “don’t stop…”

he didn’t need any more encouragement. his touch grew bolder, more insistent, as he explored you with a fervor that left you breathless. every stroke of his fingers sent waves of pleasure coursing through you, building an intense heat that coiled tighter and tighter within you.

“god, you feel so good,” he groaned against your lips, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he lost himself in the moment. “i’ve dreamed about this… about you…”

you couldn’t form words, couldn’t think beyond the overwhelming need that consumed you. you were lost in him, in the way he made you feel, in the way your body responded to his every touch, as if it was made for him and him only.

at one point you had unzipped his pants and pulled them down, not all the way though, just enough. with your free hand, the one that wasn't roaming freely around his toned chest and shoulders, you softly and slowly jerked him off.

"ahh, y/n..." he was lost in an explosion of feelings all too familiar, "you'll be the death of me."

but jay wasn't a patient man, quite possessive and feisty at times. he knew what he wanted and how to get it.

when he finally pushed into you, filling you with a slow, deliberate thrust, it felt like coming home—like finding a part of yourself that had been missing for so long.

you cried out, your hands gripping his shoulders as he began to move, each thrust sending a shockwave of pleasure through you. the world around you faded away, leaving only the sound of the rain, the rhythm of your bodies, and the ragged breaths that mingled in the air between you.

“jay…” you moaned, your voice trembling with the intensity of what you were feeling. “don’t stop… please, don’t stop…”

he responded with a deep, guttural groan, his pace quickening as he lost himself in the moment, in you. his hands gripped your hips, guiding you against him with a desperation that matched your own, his lips never leaving yours, as if he was trying to memorize every taste, every sensation.

the pleasure built inside you, coiling tighter and tighter with each thrust, until it was almost too much to bear. you could feel yourself teetering on the edge, the world around you spinning as you clung to him, needing him, wanting him, loving him.

“i’m close,” you gasped, your nails digging into his back as the intensity of your need reached its peak. “jay, i’m so close…”

he groaned, his movements growing more frantic, more urgent, as he pushed you closer and closer to the edge. and then, with a final, deep thrust, the world shattered around you, pleasure crashing over you in waves so intense you couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, could only feel.

he followed you over the edge moments later, his body tensing against yours as he spilled all his cum into you, his breath hot against your neck as he murmured your name like a prayer.

you stayed like that for a long moment, clinging to each other as the aftershocks of your release rippled through you both, the rain continuing to fall around you, washing away everything but the heat of the moment.

finally, jay pulled back just enough to look into your eyes, his expression raw and vulnerable. “i love you,” he whispered, his voice trembling with emotion. “i’ve never stopped loving you.”

tears welled up in your eyes, the reality of what you’d just done crashing down on you with a brutal force. “jay… what have we done?”

but even as you said the words, you couldn’t bring yourself to regret it. not when his arms were still around you, not when the taste of him was still on your lips, not when the feel of him was still imprinted on your skin.

because in this moment, you were his, and he was yours, and nothing else mattered.

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Oh my god abdjfkebskskwjsid, what happened to Sunoo? Is K just hanging out back at Y/n and Ni-Ki's place, or did he get kicked out? Poor Jay 🥺🥺🥺

it’ll be ok | pjs

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Standing in the waiting room, it felt as if the entire world was crashing down on Jay. Jungwon was asleep, his head on Jay’s shoulders while the doctors talked to him.

“He’s…”

“We think… most likely due to…”

“Sunoo’s going to need…”

“It’ll probably take a week or so until…” Jay could hear their words. Could see the people standing in front of him. Could feel Jake’s hand on his shoulders. Could smell the chemicals and bitterness that only hospitals owned. Could almost taste it on his tongue. But he couldn’t process. Hundreds if not thousands of thoughts were running through his mind, Jungwon currently the only thing keeping him stable as his current lifeline. When the medical personnel left, he sat down on the chair of the waiting room, careful not to wake Jungwon up.

“Jay?” he hears. 

“Huh?” Jungwon stirs in his arms, wakes up and looked at Jay wide-eyed.

“Where’s Sunoo hyung?” Jungwon asks, sleepily rubbing his eyes. Jay didn’t have it in him to answer, if anything, he didn’t know how to.

“Sunny’s getting some help right now, why don’t you, me, and Sunghoon try to find some food?” Jake answers. Jungwon nods and gets off of Jay making his way to Jake.

“It’ll be ok,” Sunghoon says to Jay. 

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THE WAY IT MAKES ME FLUTTER dayum

voicemails park jongseong leaves you while he’s on tour — fluff, established relationship, tiny angst

heeseung | JAY | jake | sunghoon | sunoo | jungwon | ni-ki

one. only 27 days, 8 hours, 57 minutes, 14 seconds until i see you again, sweetheart. but who’s counting?

two. today was really hard, and it’s just… one of those days where i miss you terribly and wished you were here to hold.

three. someone asked me where home was earlier in an interview, and i almost answered you.

four. jungwon bought chocolate cake earlier today, and it made me think of you. remember a year ago? when we were still friends? you were crying on your birthday and you cried even more when i gave you that chocolate cake. you only stopped crying when you started to eat it. ah, you had icing all over your mouth and i so badly wanted to kiss it off of you that time. i’m happy i can do that now, kiss you whenever i want. i’ll kiss you silly when i come home to you.

five. darling, they’re playing our song at the cafe i’m in right now. can you hear it? you’re all i need, the very air i breathe, you are home.

six. the food here is so good, it’s actually insane. ah, i definitely have a few things i want to learn to cook so you can try them too. i have them all listed on my phone. i hope the pictures are good enough for now, but you will be eating so well three weeks from now. ready up your appetite, okay sweetheart?

seven. i’m sorry i couldn’t be there today. i know you were having a terrible one. sleep well, yeah? and please call me when you wake up. it gets better, okay? even if it’s just for a moment, a heartbeat, it gets better. and you’re handling this so much better than you would’ve before. that’s something to be proud of, isn’t it? i love you. call me.

eight. i got you a couple of things while i went shopping earlier today. i know, i know, you told me not to spend so much money on you, but i want to. let me spoil you. you deserve this.

nine. you’ve always taught me to appreciate little things. sometimes i forget that happiness can be easy. a blue sky, and the feeling of sand beneath your feet. i hope i make you feel the same way.

ten. i love you. just needed to let you hear that. i love you. i love you. i love you. and i’ll always love you—in this lifetime, and the next, even the one after that. i love you.

⋆ ｡⋆୨୧˚— I’M IN LOVE WITH YOU !

𝜗𝜚 ༘⋆ ⋆˙pairing. enemy! park jongseong x fem! reader synopsis. you and jay had always despised each other- at least that’s what you thought until jay got a girlfriend, your true hidden feelings making its way to the surface- uh oh.. genre. angst ,, fluff ,, wc. 2500. 𝐥u𝐧a notes ⋆.˚ this is so labyrinth coded 🫧 — 𝓵𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝔂

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YOU HAD KNOWN PARK JONGSEONG FOR AS LONG AS YOU COULD REMEMBER, AND YOU HATED HIM FOR NEARLY JUST AS LONG.

from the very first moment you laid eyes on him in kindergarten, he had been nothing but a thorn in your side. it all started when you had asked the young boy to be friends- instead of a yes, you got water spat on your face as he cackled at you- yes, cackled.

you despised him. his teasing, his smirks, his constant attempts to one-up you in every single aspect of life—it all grated on your nerves, day after day.

the relationship between you and jay was well-known. your friends and family had long since accepted it as a fact of life. you couldn't bare to stand him, and he couldn't stand you. it’s as simple as that.

until it wasn't.

the first crack in your carefully constructed wall of hatred came when jay got a girlfriend. her name was minji, and she was everything you were not—soft-spoken, gentle, and sweet. she was always by his side, laughing at his jokes, holding his hand. it shouldn't have mattered to you at all. in fact, you should have been relieved. if he was busy with his girlfriend, maybe he would leave you alone for once in your years of living.

but it didn't feel like relief. it felt like something else entirely, something you knew was wrong, something sharp and painful that you couldn't quite place. you found yourself watching them more than you would care to admit, your eyes drawn to the way he looked at her, his eyes sparkling, the way he touched her. and with each passing day, the ache in your chest grew stronger, more insistent. more unbearable.

you really did try to ignore it, to push it away deep inside of you and pretend it didn't exist, but it was no use. the feelings you had harboured for so long, hidden beneath layers of anger, resentment, and pride were bubbling up to the surface. you were falling for him, and you were falling deep. it was the most terrifying thing you had ever experienced as a teenage girl.

so, you did the only reasonable thing you could think of, you avoided him. you stopped going to places where you knew he would be, you stopped engaging in the petty arguments that had once been a staple of your interactions and everyday life. you had distanced yourself as much as you possibly could, hoping that the feelings would fade away with time.

but jay noticed. of course he did. and he didn't like it one bit.

one evening after school, after yet another successful day of avoiding jay, you found yourself cornered in the hallway of your apartment building, which he knew the address of from a day where you were sick, and delivered you your missed homework and soup, which he claimed he was forced to deliver to you.

he had been waiting for you, his expression a mixture of confusion, a bit of sadness? and anger.

"what's your problem, y/n?" he demanded, his voice low and tense. "why have you been avoiding me, huh?"

you crossed your arms, shaking off the butterflies from talking to him for the first time in weeks, trying to keep your composure. "i haven't been avoiding you," you lied, your voice shaken and unsteady

"bullshit," he snapped. "you've been avoiding me for weeks. did i do something to piss you off more than usual? because if i did, ill fix it.”

you swallowed hard, your heart pounding in your chest. "it's nothing, don’t worry. just leave me alone, jay."

"no," he said, stepping closer. "i won't leave you alone until you tell me what's going on, y/n." he whispered.

his proximity made it hard to breathe, let alone think. the scent of his cologne, the intensity of his gaze—it was all way too much for you to bare. you could feel the walls you had so carefully built around your heart beginning to crumble.

"why do you care?" you shot back, your voice trembling anxiously. "you have minji now. go bother her for all i care!”

jay's eyes narrowed, his expression darkening with a frown. "this isn't about minji. this is about you and me. why are you avoiding me?"

"because i can't stand you! being around you!" you shouted angrily, the words bursting from you before you could stop them.

"why?" he demanded, his voice rising. "what did i do that's so bad you can't even be in the same room as me?"

you took a deep breath, trying to steady yourself. but the emotions that have been building inside you the past few weeks were too strong, too overwhelming. you couldn't keep them bottled up any longer.

"because i’m in love with you, okay?" you yelled, tears streaming down your face. "i love you, and it hurts to see you with somebody that’s not me..”

for a moment, there was silence. jay stared at you, his eyes wide with shock. the world seemed to stand still, the only sound the pounding of your heart in your ears, as you cursed under your breathe shutting your eyes anxiously in panic.

"you… love me?" he said finally, his voice barely above a whisper.

you nodded, unable to speak. the confession had left you feeling raw and vulnerable, and you didn't know what to do next.

jay's expression hardened, and without another word, he turned and walked away, leaving you standing there, your heart shattered into a million pieces as you fell onto your knees and sobbed, you sobbed for your broken heart and for the loss of the relationship you had with jay- gone forever.

the next two weeks were a blur of constant pain and complete and utter embarrassment. jay ignored you completely, avoiding you at every turn. you threw yourself into your studies, trying to distract yourself from the aching heartbreak and void inside you. your friends noticed the change, but you couldn't bring yourself to explain. how could you tell them that the person you had hated for so long had become the one you loved? and even worse, broke your heart.

you saw jay and minji together more often than you would have liked. each time, it felt like a knife twisting in your heart. but you forced yourself to smile, to act like everything was fine. it was the only way you knew how to cope.

one day, while you were sitting in the campus courtyard, lost in your thoughts, someone sat down next to you. you looked up to see taehyun, one of your friends from class. his presence was a welcome distraction from the feelings inside you.

"hey," he said, patting your shoulder giving you a warm smile. "you look like you could use some company."

you smiled back, grateful for his kindness. "yeah, i guess i could."

taehyun was easy to talk to, he was kind and understanding, and before long, you found yourself laughing and joking with him. it was a relief to feel something other than pain for the first time in the last few weeks, even if it was only for a little while. he pulled you into a hug, after you had finally opened up about your situation and you let yourself relax in his embrace, closing your eyes and taking a deep breath, sniffling away your tears.

unbeknownst to you, jay was watching from a distance. he had come to the courtyard to clear his head from everything, from the confusion and the dull feeling in his heart, but the sight of you with taehyun stopped him in his tracks. the way you laughed, the way you hugged him—it should have made him happy to see you smiling again after breaking your heart. but instead, it filled him with a burning jealousy and sadness.

seeing you with taehyun brought everything into sharp focus. and it suddenly hit him- he realized that he had been a fool, pushing you away when he should have been holding you close. he couldn't deny it anymore longer—he was deeply in love with you. and he couldn't stand the thought of losing you to somebody else.

jay knew what he had to do- that evening, jay broke up with minji. it was one of the hardest things he had ever done, she was a kind and sweet girl, but he knew it was the right thing. minji deserved someone who could love her- and that wasn’t him. his heart had always belonged to you.

the next day, jay found you sitting alone in the library, studying and deep in focus. he approached anxiously and cautiously, his heart feeling like it was about to explode in his chest.

"can we talk please?" he asked, his voice quiet.

you looked up, surprise and shock flickering in your eyes before looking down again. "kinda busy- what do you want, jay?"

he took a deep breath, steeling himself. "i'm sorry. for everything, y/n. i never should have ignored you. i was in denial, i was scared and confused, but that's no excuse."

you stayed silent anxiously playing with your fingers, waiting for him to continue.

"i broke up with minji," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "because i realized something that took a while for me to realize but i’m here now- i realized that i'm in love with you."

your breath caught in your throat, your heart pounding in your chest. "you… you what?”

"i'm in love with you, y/n. i’m so in love with you" he repeated, his voice breaking as his eyes shined with sincerity. "i've been in love with you for a long time, but i was too stupid to see it. and when you told me how you felt, it scared the hell out of me. i didn't know how to handle it, so i pushed you away. but i can't do that anymore."

tears welled up in your eyes as you looked at him, your heart aching with a mixture of hope and fear. "do you really mean it?" you whispered.

jay nodded, his gaze unwavering. "i mean it. i love you. and if you'll give me a chance, i promise i'll do everything i can to make it up to you, please y/n.”

you searched his eyes, looking for any sign of deception. but all you saw was honesty, a raw vulnerability that took your breath away.

"i don't know if i can trust you," you said quietly, your voice trembling. "you hurt me, jay. a lot."

"i know," he said, his voice breaking as he cups your cheek, leaning his forehead against yours. "and i'm so, so sorry. but i'll spend the rest of my life proving to you that you can trust me. i promise."

for a long moment, you stayed silent, the weight of his words sinking in. and then, slowly, you nodded. "okay," you said, your voice barely above a whisper. "one chance, jay. but if you hurt me again, that's it. i'm done."

jay's face lit up with a mixture of relief and joy. he reached out, taking your hand in his, looking into your eyes for permission as you nodded with a soft grin.

jays lips feel soft against yours, you spent many nights wondering what it would be like to be like to kiss jay, and it’s even better than you could’ve imagined.

and for the first time, you allowed yourself to believe that maybe, just maybe, things could be different.

the weeks that followed were a whirlwind of emotions. jay was true to his word, doing everything in his power to prove himself to you. he showed up at your door with your favourite coffee order every morning, walked you to your classes with your hand in his, and spent every spare moment with you. he was attentive, kind, thoughtful, and for the first time, truly present.

your friends noticed the change in him too. they saw the way he looked at you, hearts in his eyes and the way he treated you with a newfound gentleness and adoration. it was clear to everyone that park jay was a changed man, and it was all because of you.

but there were still moments of where you were in denial, times when the past hurt you felt would come back, casting a shadow over your happiness. the moment came to you on a rainy afternoon, the weather complimenting your mood as you sat together in a quiet café. the rain pattered against the windows, creating a soothing backdrop to your conversation.

jay gave you a knowing look as he reached across the table, taking your hand in his.

"i love you," he said, his voice filled with emotion. "i know i've said it before, but i need you to know how much you mean to me. you're my everything, so get those thoughts out of your head, mmh?”

he said pulling you into a soft kiss across the table.

tears welled up in your eyes at his words. it was everything you had ever wanted to hear, but the fear still lingered, a dark cloud over your heart.

"i love you too," you whispered, your voice trembling. "but i'm scared, jay. i'm scared of getting hurt again- it was so bad.” you said as you closed your eyes with a trembling voice.

jay's grip on your hand tightened, his eyes shining with determination and love. "i know," he said. "and i will spend the rest of my life proving to you that you have nothing to fear. i will never hurt you again, i promise baby.”

time passed, and true to his word, jay continued to be the man you deserved. he was patient, understanding, and never once pressured you. he was there for you in ways he had never been before, and slowly but surely, the trust and reassurance began to appear.

one warm night, as you sat together on the same playground jay had rejected you on as kids, he pulled you into his arms, his lips brushing against your forehead.

"i can’t bare losing you," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "you're my everything."

you looked up at him, your heart overflowing with love. "you won't," you said, your voice steady and sure. "we're in this together, you can’t get rid of me that easily."

you both threw your heads back, laughing together as the moonlight shined down on you.

and as he held you close, you knew that no matter what pain he had caused you before- you knew that your love for each other was stronger than anything else.

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⋆ ｡⋆୨୧˚— LOML

𝜗𝜚 ༘⋆ ⋆˙pairing. husband! park sunghoon x fem! reader synopsis. park sunghoon was once the love of your life, and now he would be remembered as the loss of it. genre. angst ,, wc. 1600. 𝐥u𝐧a notes ⋆.˚ inspired by this song, i strongly advise u to listen to it as you’re reading<3 🫧 — 𝓵𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝔂

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our field of dreams, engulfed in fire. your arsons match, your somber eyes. and I’ll still see it, until I die. you’re the loss of my life.

the sun had barely risen, casting a soft, golden light through the sheer curtains of your shared apartment. the faint glow illuminated the room, making everything look almost ethereal, like a scene from a dream. but this morning, it felt more like a nightmare.

you and sunghoon had been arguing the night before. it started over something small – he had forgotten to pick up groceries on his way home. but like all unresolved tensions, it escalated quickly. the argument spiraled into something neither of you had anticipated, touching on deeper, more painful issues that had been boiling up inside of you beneath the surface for months.

“i don’t understand why you’re making such a big deal out of this,” sunghoon had said, his voice tinged with frustration.

“it’s not about the groceries, hoon!” you had snapped back. “it’s about you never listening to me anymore! you’re always so caught up in your own little world that you don’t even notice when i need you.”

he had run a hand through his hair, a gesture that showed he was trying to keep his temper in check. “that’s not fair, y/n. you know how busy i’ve been with work.” he said shaking his head at you as you felt yourself getting angrier.

“busy? we’re all busy! trust me, i’m busy too! but we make time for the people we care about. or at least, we’re supposed to.”

the argument had gone on for hours now, voices raised and accusations thrown cracking each of your hearts more by the second, each word cutting deeper. by the end, you were both exhausted and emotionally drained. sunghoon had retreated to the bedroom, slamming the door behind him, leaving you alone in the living room, tears streaming down your face.

you stared at the door, contemplating on making up with sunghoon, but you shook your head. you were done with the way he had been treating you, now he could deal with the consequences of his own actions.

the next day, in the early morning light, the weight of last night’s argument hung heavy in the air. you sat at the kitchen table, staring blankly at a cold cup of coffee. you replayed the argument over and over in your mind, feeling the sting of regret with every bitter word exchanged.

sunghoon emerged from the bedroom, dressed for work. his face was pale and his eyes red-rimmed, a stark contrast to his usual composed self. he paused in the doorway, looking at you with an expression you couldn’t quite read – a mix of regret and something else, something you couldn’t place.

“i’m leaving for work,” he said quietly, almost whispering. “i’ll be back late tonight. we can talk then.”

you didn’t look up. you couldn’t. the words were stuck in your throat, and all you could manage was a stiff nod.

sunghoon hesitated, then walked over to you. he bent down and pressed a gentle kiss to the top of your head. “i love you, y/n,” he whispered, his voice breaking slightly.

“mhm.”

that was all you could say, his words from last night were still clouded over you.

you were still too hurt, too angry. you didn’t respond. you didn’t even look at him. he lingered for a moment, as if waiting for you to say something else , anything else. when you didn’t, he straightened and walked out the door, the sound of it closing echoing through the empty apartment.

as the silence filled the air once again, you felt a churn in your stomach. a bad feeling, maybe you should’ve said something else, you thought.

the day passed in a blur. you went through the motions, trying to focus on anything other than the gnawing ache in your chest. but everything reminded you of sunghoon – his favorite coffee mug, the jacket he left draped over the chair, the photo of the two of you on the fridge, smiling and happy, a contrast to the misery you felt now.

you kept checking your phone, hoping for a text, a call, anything from sunghoon. but there was nothing. the silence was deafening.

It was now late in the evening, the sun dipping below the horizon, casting long shadows across the room, you had been sitting on your couch, waiting for sunghoon to get home, yes you were angry but you had missed him much more than anything else.

and suddenly, there was a knock at the door. you excitedly opened it expecting to find sunghoon, but except finding two police officers standing there, their faces solemn.

“are you park y/n?” one of them asked gently.

your heart dropped to your stomach, you knew whatever the man was going to say next probably wasn’t going to be good.

“yes,” you replied, your voice barely a whisper.

“i’m afraid we have some bad news ma’am. your partner, park sunghoon, was involved in a car accident this afternoon. and.. i’m sorry, he didn’t make it.”

the world seemed to stop. everything around you faded into a blur, and all you could hear was the deafening roar of your own heartbeat. you felt like you were drowning, the weight of their words dragging you down into a dark spiral.

“no, no, you’re mistaken.” you whispered, shaking your head. “no, that can’t be true. i just saw him this morning, he was here- he can’t be...”

the officers exchanged a glance, their expressions filled with pity. “i’m very sorry for your loss. if there’s anything we can do...”

but their words were lost on you. the room seemed to spin, and you clutched the doorframe to keep from collapsing. sunghoon was gone. your sunghoon.

the last thing you had said to him – or rather, hadn’t said – echoed in your mind, shadowing down on you as if it was mocking you, a cruel reminder of your silence.

“i love you, y/n.”

the memory of his soft voice, so soft and full of longing and love, cut through you like a knife. you had ignored him, let him walk out the door without a word. and now he was gone. forever, and you couldn’t help but think he died not knowing how much you had loved him.

in the days that followed, you moved through life in a daze, present but not really there. the apartment felt unbearable, each corner filled with the ghost of sunghoon. you couldn’t escape him, and the memories – his laughter, his touch, the way he used to hold you when you were sad. every moment was a painful reminder of what you had lost.

you found yourself replaying that final morning over and over, wishing you could go back, not arguing with him, holding him a little longer, asking him to stay, and telling him how much you had loved him, but it was too late. the chance to make things right had slipped right through your fingers, leaving you with nothing but regret and a heart shattered into a million pieces.

sunghoon’s funeral was a blur of black clothes, tears and somber faces. you stood by his casket, staring down at his peaceful face, wishing with everything in you that he would open his eyes, with that gentle smile, and tell you everything would be okay. but he didn’t. he was gone, and nothing would bring him back.

as you stood over the casket, you held his hand. it was cold, it wasn’t the same warm hands holding you at night- the same hands holding you only two weeks ago.

glistening tears ran down your cheek as the people surrounding you watched in pity and despair for you.

“poor girl.. losing her husband at such a young age, i can’t imagine.” they whispered.

as the weeks turned into months, the pain didn’t fade. it settled into your bones and became a part of you, a constant ache that you couldn’t escape. you tried to move on, tried to live your life, but the weight of your loss was always there, a heavy shadow that followed you everywhere.

you couldn’t possibly forget him, he was your everything, he was the love of your life- and now he’ll be remembered as the loss of your life.

every night, as you lay in bed, you would hear his voice in your mind, whispering those final words. “i love you, y/n.”

you’d feel the absence of his comforting embrace, the arms that would coax you to sleep, his kisses, the feeling of his hair tickling your neck.

you remembered the wedding vows, you remember how sunghoon had promised you a lifetime with him, how you were supposed to grow old together.

you would give anything to hear him say his last words to you one more time, to have one more chance to say it back. but all you had were memories, and the haunting realization that the love of your life was gone, leaving behind a void that could never be filled.

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⋆ ｡⋆୨୧˚— HAPPINESS IS A BUTTERFLY.

𝜗𝜚 ༘⋆ ⋆˙pairing. boyfriend! lee heeseung x fem! reader synopsis. in which your relationship with heeseung has been falling apart,, and he realizes far too late. (drabble). genre. angst ,, wc. 1200. 𝐥u𝐧a notes ⋆.˚ I’ve been so angsty.. 🫧 — 𝓵𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝔂

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THE CITY LIGHTS OF SEOUL CAST A DIM GLOW THROUGH THE CURTAINS, GIVING THE LIVING ROOM A SOFT, MELANCHOLIC HUE. you sit on the edge of the couch, your fingers gripping the cushion fabric tightly as you watch heeseung pace back and forth. the tension in the room is unavoidable, a storm brewing between you both that you can no longer hold back.

“i just don’t understand why you can’t see it from my perspective, y/n” heeseung’s voice breaks through the silence, his frustration evident. his normally warm eyes filled with love are now filled with a mix of anger and hurt, emotions that you rarely see in him.

you take a deep breath, trying to steady your racing heart. “it’s not that i don’t see it, hee. it’s just that you never listen to me either. it’s always about your schedule, your fans, your career. what about us? what about me? it’s unfair…”

he stops pacing and turns to face you, his brows furrowed in confusion and disbelief. “are you fucking serious? you think i don’t care about us? everything i do, i do it for us, for our future.”

“do you?” you ask, your voice trembling at the visible anger in his voice. “because it feels like i’m always the one compromising. i’m always the one waiting, always the one understanding. when do you make time for me? you can’t expect me to just sit here silently and take all this.”

heeseung runs a hand through his hair, a gesture you know he does when he’s stressed. “you knew what you were getting into when we started this, i warned you. you knew my life would be demanding and time consuming.”

“i didn’t know it would be this hard,” you whisper, tears welling up in your eyes. “i didn’t know i would feel so lonely even when i’m right here with you.”

the room falls silent, the weight of your words hanging heavily in the air. heeseung looks at you, his hard glare softening as he takes in your expression.

he takes a step closer. “i never wanted you to feel lonely honey, i thought… i thought we were okay.” he says placing his hand on your cheek as you softly take it off, heeseung noticing the gesture as he looks down in shame.

you wipe away a tear, your voice breaking. “we’re not okay, heeseung. we haven’t been for a while, and you know it. i’ve tried to be strong, to support you, but it’s exhausting. i miss you even when you’re right here, i miss the old you, not the heeseung who acts like spending time with me is an obligation.”

heeseung kneels in front of you, taking your hands in his. his touch is warm, familiar, but it doesn’t bring the comfort it used to. “i miss you too baby, i promise I’m still the same heeseung” he says as his voice breaks, his voice barely above a whisper. “i’m so sorry baby, you know i love you.”

you look into his eyes, searching for the sincerity in his words. you see it there, but it’s not enough to mend the damage that has been done in your heart. “missing each other isn’t enough, heeseung. we need more than that. we need to actually be there for each other.”

he squeezes your hands gently, his eyes pleading. “tell me what to do. tell me how to fix this. i don’t want to lose you, i’m not letting you go.” tears brimming in his eyes, desperate.

you sigh, pulling your hands away. “i don’t know if it’s something you can fix hee, i think… i think we need time apart to figure out what we really want and need.”

heeseung’s face falls, the colour draining from his cheeks. “t-time apart? you’re breaking up with me?”

“no,” you say quickly, your heart aching at the sight of his heart broken expression. “i just… i need space to think. we both do. maybe then we can come back and make this work, all we do is argue, heeseung.”

he stands up slowly, his shoulders slumped in defeat. “if that’s what you want.”

“it’s not what i want,” you say, your voice cracking. “but it’s what we need. i love you, heeseung, but love isn’t enough right now.”

he nods, swallowing hard. “i get it. i don’t like it, but i get it.”

you stand as well, wrapping your arms around yourself as if you’re trying to hold yourself together. “i’m sorry it’s come to this.”

heeseung steps forward, hesitating before pulling you into a tight embrace. you cling to him, burying your face in his chest as the tears you’ve been holding back finally fall. he rests his chin on top of your head, his own tears rolling down his cheeks, dampening your hair.

“me too, honey” he whispers. “i’m so sorry.”

you stay like that for what feels like an eternity, holding each other as if it’s the last time as the dim lights of seoul shine down on you. in some ways, it feels like it is the last time you’ll be in each others embrace. when you finally pull away, the distance between you feels even bigger.

heeseung walks you to the door, holding his tears back as his hand lingers on the doorknob. “take care of yourself, okay?”

“you too,” you reply, giving him a small, sad smile. “i hope we can fix this, hee.”

“me too,” he says again, his voice barely audible.

you step outside, before you could walk away you feel a grip on your wrist.

“i love you, i always will.” heeseung whispers.

you give him a broken smile as you pull your arm out of his grasp.

“i love you too..”

you reply as you finally leave the apartment along with the love of your life. the cool night air hitting your tear-streaked face. as you walk away, you can’t help but glance back, seeing heeseung standing in the doorway, watching you go. the sight breaks your heart all over again, you want to run back to him, to be with him forever, but you force yourself to keep walking.

back in the apartment, heeseung closes the door and leans against it, sliding down to the floor. the silence is deafening, the absence of your presence a constant reminder of what he’s lost. he covers his face with his hands, finally letting the sobs he’s been holding back escape.

the record player continues to spin, a melody echoing off the walls of the empty room;

"happiness is a butterfly

try to catch it like every night

it escapes from my hands into moonlight"

his body shakes with his sobs as the song plays on, your favourite song. heeseung realizes that happiness, like a butterfly, is fragile and fleeting. and in that moment, he vows to do whatever it takes to catch it again, to hold onto the love that he wholeheartedly knows he can’t live without.

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── ❝ ꒰ 𝑀𝑌 𝐿𝑂𝑉𝐸, 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐸 𝒜𝐿𝐿 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐸 .ᐟㅤ ៸៸﹙ 박종성 ﹚ ᶻ𐰁

GENRE ៸៸ fluff & angst ៸ oneshot ﹔ SYPNOSIS┆in which your pregnancy hormones are acting up, and make you snap at jay .ᐟㅤ ꒰ WORD COUNT﹕1385 ꒱── 𝓦ARNING(S) not edited ៸ pregnancy ៸ pet names ៸ moodswings ៸ . ݁ ✦ ݁ . ⊱ LIBRARY . . . ﹕LUNA 💭— hybe pls let enha rest ! (╥﹏╥) ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖

THE HOUSE FELT UNUSUALLY QUIET— ALMOST TOO QUIET.

you’ve been sitting on the couch for what feels like hours, wrapped in a blanket that does little to weigh down the constant train of emotions swirling inside you.

the tv is on, but you’re not really paying attention to it. your mood has been all over the place for the past few days due to your pregnancy hormones, and now, you felt an uncomfortable tightness in your chest.

everything seemed to irritate you at the moment—the sound of the ticking clock, the soft buzzing of the refrigerator, even the sunlight filtering through the windows felt too bright.

you feel tears pricking at the corners of your eyes, but you blink them away quickly.

you’ve cried more than enough lately, and you’re trying not to let it consume you again.

you know it’s just the hormones, just your body adjusting to this huge change, but it doesn’t make it any easier.

and the worst part is how you’ve been snapping at jay, your husband over the smallest things. ─── 𝘔𝘖𝘙𝘌 𝘜𝘕𝘋𝘌𝘙 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘊𝘜𝘛 .ᐟㅤ

he doesn’t deserve it, not one bit, and yet you can’t seem to control yourself.

you snap out of your thoughts as the door clicks open, and jay steps into the living room, looking slightly worn out but smiling with his eyes lit up when he saw you.

he’s carrying a couple of grocery bags, the crinkling sound filling the silence as he sets them down on the counter.

he walked over to you, leaning down to kiss your forehead, and the warmth of his lips lingers on your skin.

usually, his affection would calm you, but today, you can’t shake off the random irritation that’s settled deep inside.

"hey, love," he greets softly. "i picked up some things for you. got your favorite snacks."

he smiles down at you, his eyes soft and filled with affection.

he’s always thinking of you, always trying to make things better, and that should make you feel grateful.

but today, the knot in your chest tightens even more.

you glance over at the bags, seeing the snacks peeking out from the top, and instead of feeling touched, a wave of frustration surges through you.

you didn’t ask for those, you don’t even want them right now! why would he recklessly be spending money like that?

"why would you get those, jay?" you snap, your voice harsher than you intended.

you can see the surprise flash in his eyes, but the words keep tumbling out before you can stop them.

"i didn’t even ask for them! i just wish you’d check with me before doing stuff like this, such a waste of our money— money that we need for the baby!"

jay blinks, momentarily stunned by your outburst. he straightens up, his expression shifting from soft to slightly hurt.

his smile falters, replaced by a confused frown.

"i’m sorry… i thought you liked them," he says quietly, the vulnerability in his voice catching you off guard.

he’s trying to understand the reasoning of you outburst, but you’ve already wounded him.

you saw the hurt in his eyes, the way he was trying to mask it for your sake, but you can tell.

it’s in the way his shoulders tense and the way his gaze drops to the floor, avoiding yours.

he’s always been so strong for you, so understanding, but seeing him like this—seeing the pain you’ve caused him— that same expression after your outbursts, breaks something inside of you.

tears well up in your eyes, and this time, you can’t hold them back—they spill over, hot and uncontrollable, as sobs rack your body.

"jay… i’m so, so sorry," you choke out between gasping breaths.

"i didn’t mean it— i swear, i don’t even know why i said that… it’s just these stupid hormones. i feel like i can’t control anything anymore."

jay’s eyes widened at the sight of you crying.

his own hurt is quickly forgotten as he rushes over to you, dropping to his knees in front of the couch.

he gently took your face in his hands, his thumbs brushing away the tears that stream down your cheeks.

his touch is so tender, so loving, that it only makes you cry harder.

"hey, shh… it’s okay," he whispers, his voice soft and comforting.

he leans in, pressing feather-light kisses to your tear-streaked cheeks, his lips lingering as if he was trying to kiss away your sadness.

"please don’t cry, baby. i know you didn’t mean it. it’s not your fault. these hormones are just messing with you, and that’s completely normal. don’t stress yourself out, okay?"

you shook your head, still feeling the weight of guilt pressing down on you.

"but i hurt you. i hate that i hurt you. you don’t deserve that." your voice thick with emotion, and you can barely get the words out between sobs.

jay’s heart aches seeing you like this, but his love for you outweighs any pain you may have caused.

"you didn’t hurt me, silly," he says softly, leaning in to kiss your forehead, his lips warm and reassuring.

"i promise, i’m okay. i know it’s just the hormones talking. you don’t need to apologize for that. we’re in this together, remember?"

his words only make you cry harder, but this time, it’s more out of relief than guilt.

you bury your face in his chest, clutching at his shirt as you let the last of your tears fall.

jay wraps his arms around you, holding you close, his hands rubbing comforting circles on your back.

he doesn’t rush you. he just lets you cry, lets you release all the pent-up emotions that have been swirling inside you for days.

his presence is calming, grounding, and little by little, your sobs finally began to subside.

when you finally pulled back, sniffling and wiping at your eyes, jay looks at you with so much love that it makes your heart swell in affection.

he brushes a stray strand of hair behind your ear and presses another kiss to your forehead.

"let’s not worry about this anymore, okay?" he says softly.

"how about we just relax? i’ll put on your favorite movie, and we can cuddle. i think we both need it."

you nod, still feeling a bit raw but grateful for his unwavering patience and understanding towards you.

jay stands up and helps you adjust the blanket around yourself before grabbing the remote.

he flips through the streaming options and puts on one of your favorite comfort movies—the kind that always makes you feel warm and safe.

he sits back down beside you, pulling you into his arms.

you immediately snuggle into his chest, finding comfort in the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

his hand stroked your hair gently, and he occasionally presses soft kisses to the top of your head, each one filled with love and reassurance.

as the movie played, you found yourself slowly relaxing, the tension in your body melting away under jay’s touch.

his warmth surrounds you, and the quiet hum of the movie in the background lulls you into a state of peace.

"i love you," he whispers into your hair after a while, his voice soft and full of sincerity.

"you and our little one… you’re everything to me."

your heartbeat quickens at his words, and for the first time today, you feel a sense of calm wash over you.

"i love you too," you whisper back, your voice still a little shaky but filled with as much emotion as you can manage.

"i’m— we’re so lucky to have you."

jay tightens his arms around you, resting his chin on top of your head.

"i’m the lucky one," he murmurs, his voice barely audible over the soft sound of the movie.

"no matter what, i’ll always be here to take care of you. always."

you smile softly, closing your eyes as you allow yourself to drift asleep into the comfort of his embrace.

wrapped in jay’s arms, with his quiet reassurances and the warmth of his love surrounding you, everything feels alright again.

© won4kiss 2024

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𝐅𝐓. OT7 … 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 : none , not proof read , rest undercut

𝐖𝐂. 0.6k … 𝐆. FLUFF

𝐀𝐍. school has rlly taken me for granted, also to ppl who understand arabic I hope you see the lil arabic i used 😔( not me being excited over my broken arabic🧍🏻‍♂️), anyways enjoy. would be rlly appreciated if you can reblog with some feedback and like

i…𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆 : brushes your stray hair behind your ears while you talk to him, hee is a gentleman but don’t let that confuse you, he would do anything to see you all red, a sense of pride? yes most certainly. he noticed that doing so just leaves starstruck and in awe so he does that, honestly to you he seems like a prince doing that even though his motives are not necessarily princely “you look beautiful” also throws his signature smile for extra effect. 

ii…𝐉𝐀𝐘 : wears your initial around his neck so whenever it flashes it leaves you giddy, I mean who wouldn’t be giddy when you have THE jay park wearing your initial and calling himself as your property, he knows what effect it has on you he purposely plays with it when he is around you “how is it?” “it’s pretty jay” makes you compliment the necklace at least 100 times a day.

iii…𝐉𝐀𝐊𝐄 : cooks. that’s it, a man who can cook for you is the biggest green flag, husband him up in a heartbeat, his main agenda is cooking for you but also learns cooking so he can impress your family aka getting easy access as son in law “you know you should hurry up and propose to me” he said while serving you his ‘special meal’ he cooked for you “I plan on wifing you up real soon don’t worry” he is shocked but you don’t if its from proposing him real soon or calling him your wife lol.

iv…𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍 : stretches in front of you, makes sure he flexes his biceps, his abs, and then winks at you thinking himself as irresistible, he is but you mostly give him a deadpan look even though you feel you heart beating 120km/h but you try not to inflate his already inflated ego “like what you see” “not really” looks at you in disbelief “yeah keep lying but you can’t deny my handsomeness” “yeah that I can’t” you said because it looked like he would cry any moment 

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