Is That What You Want?

is that what you want?

pairing: nonidol!jake x gn!reader ( very slight fem lean )

summary: you have been feeling as if you weren’t faking out of love with jake and decided to end things with him instead of leading him on.

warnings: angst, crying, unrequited love. pretty much everything that happens in a break up.

 you finally gained enough confidence to look up at him instead of your hands which now found their way to the hem of your shirt. nodding you squeaked out a small “ yes “ before your eyes started to water as well. feeling the pressure from where jake had been sitting raise, your eyes followed his figure. “ okay. take your food.” jake mumbled, not meaning to sound so rude about it. he gently placed the bag of all your favourite snacks on the night stand. the second jake looked at you to try and meet view, you lowered your head again. the guilt was too much for you

one tear rolled down your cheek. followed by another. and another until you let out a soft sob. seeing you like this make jakes heart shatter. but it shouldn't anymore... right? i mean you're not together anymore so why should he care. that's what he tod himself anyways. “ stop crying y/n, you're the one who wanted this. “ he said, almost sounding emotionless. with a final glance down at you, he turned around and headed towards your bedroom door, a single tear dropping from his eye and onto his sweater. the sweater you once wore and refused to take off. the sweater he comforted you in.

one tear rolled down your cheek. followed by another. and another until you let out a soft sob. seeing you like this make jakes heart shatter. but it shouldn't anymore... right? i mean you're not together anymore so why should he care. that's what he tod himself anyways. “ stop crying y/n, you're the one who wanted this. “ he said, almost sounding emotionless. with a final glance down at you, he turned around and headed towards your bedroom door, a single tear dropping from his eye and onto his sweater. the sweater you once wore and refused to take off. the sweater he comforted you in.

it was all over now. you wanted this, so why are you sad?

a/n` im sorry if this was trashyyyy, i haven't written proper angst before so i hope it wasn't too bad. 

{9:36am}

warm arms tangled around your waist before you felt a light pressure on your shoulder. “ whatcha cooking?” jay asks, laying a few soft kisses below your right ear. “ i’m making breakfast for the two of us..” you responded, propping the spoon up in the pot, turning around to look up at jay.

“ hi baby” he spoke, a smile taking place on his soft cheeks. “ hi love” you said with a small chuckle, wrapping your arms around him aswell. he moved his hands, one staying on the small of your back while the other reached over to grab the spoon and stir the ramen.

“ ramen for breakfast?” he asked calmly, letting the spoon return to its old position before he slipped his hands back onto your waist. you simple nodded, lifted your eyes that had trailed to something else in the room, back to jay. “ you don’t have to eat it. i can have it all by myself” you joked, poking at his chest before pulling out of his embrace.

“ no way, i can’t let my teeny tiny baby eat a whole pot of ramen by themselves!” he joked back, chuckling before lightly nudging you. giggling together, jay pulled you back into his chest while running one hand through your hair while the other gently worked at your shoulders.

“ take a day off work y/n. let’s do something together today.”

♡ｓｔｒａｗｂｅｒｒｉｅｓ &

ｃｒｅａｍ♡

❥ pairing: fem!readerxsunoo

❥ genre: fluff/comfort/ angst???

❥ warnings: mention of food/ strict dieting

❥ a/n: this is just a super fluffy comfort of story to help you if your feeling down. once again, english isn’t my first language so i apologise for bad grammar or spelling!! <3( lowercase intended)

the sun coming through the white curtains lightly brushed the boys cheeks as he was still asleep. you and sunoo had a sleepover but by the time you finished doing everything planned, sunoo refused to let you go home alone as there are ‘ too many creeps’ . he slowly shuffled around so he was facing you, his eyes still shut. you let out a quiet chuckle at his hair that he took so much pride in, being all messed up. you slowly slid out the bed you had been sharing with him before reaching out for your phone but hesitating for a moment. you hummed to yourself before picking it up and snapping a few quick photos of him, placing the phone back down on the nightstand. you fixed up the sheets so he was better covered and then walked to the bathroom, freshening up. you blushed your teeth, brushed your hair and looked through the bag you had packed to grab another pair of clothes. you double checked the door was locked, changing into the clothes and making your way downstairs to the kitchen. biting the inside of your cheek, you opened the fridge and decided you would make him something sweet for breakfast this morning. he was always so harsh on himself with what he ate… you grabbed a few strawberries and some yogurt. pouring the yogurt into a bowl, you silently prayed that sunoo wouldn’t wake up. thankfully he didn’t. you cut up the strawberries and mixed them into the yogurt before sprinkling some different types of nuts over the top. using a strawberry you had saved for the top, you placed it ontop of the yogurt and added a little bit of whipped cream around it. “ perfect..” you whispered to yourself, not wanting to wake up his parents. picking up the bowl, you carefully make your way up the stairs after grabbing a spoon. to your surprise, sunoo was sitting up in bed, rubbing his eyes. he didn’t notice you walked it in but once he did, he tilted his head and gave you a ‘ what’s all this?’ look. “ i made you something..” you mumbled. sunoo was your best friend, you had to take care of him. handing him the bowl, you sat yourself down next to him on the other side of the bed. “ is this okay?” you asked him as he was just staring down at the yogurt. he nodded, instantly grabbing the spoon and taking a bite. “ wahhh!” he exclaimed, turning his head to look at you as his eyes widened. “ mm, so good!” he said, barely swallowing the but in his mouth before taking another bite... 𝘖𝘩 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮..

a/n: this is my first imagine, i hope it was okay and i may or may not make a part two depending on how many likes this gets to if you want a part two, make sure you like :)

haiii~ i’m the anon who requested the ‘comforting enha’ reaction a while ago and just wanted to say i really enjoyed your last two works, they always make my days better💗

i hope you are doing okay, luv ya!

hi anonnieee!! thank you so much for requesting! small accounts like me really appreciate it :D i’m glad that you liked it lovely. thank you so much for your support :) love you too!!!

[6:02 PM] — park sunghoon. established relationship. (0.4k words)

Sunghoon’s life is growing tired. He’s not quite sure when it started, but he realizes it now — deflated and exhausted on his way home. He deduces it might’ve been from all his waiting only for nothing to come.

He catches himself unfocusing his eyes and breathing out until the stream of air thins more often than he’d like. A pang in his chest follows at the realization. Though, the reminder of a homecooked meal awaiting him makes him calmer.

His next breath is a sigh — there you are, in all your glory, his shirt framing your figure as you quietly make dinner. He guesses you must be wearing earphones from the way you don’t budge at the sound of the door opening.

Bleary and exhausted, he turns to wrap his arms around you, lips ghosting over your head as he mumbles sweet words of love to you.

It startles you for a moment, but you immediately calm when you breathe him in so instead, you let your body absorb the gentle rise and fall of his chest.

When you take his hands into yours, Sunghoon utters a prayer for the first time in the long time. A silent plead for the moment to stay like this, never fading and forever breathing against his lover’s back after a long day.

You feel like comfort, especially through flitting moments like these when the two of you are quietly standing in the kitchen, leaning into each other for support, and breathing in the smell of home.

Being with you is like going home — it’s like basking into the familiarity of victory.

A warm smile breaks over his face and he gently tugs at you to turn around so he can see you. He wants to bathe in your presence, into the feeling of longing finally achieved. And when you do, it takes him a few minutes to catch his breath.

Comfort really does surround you and encompasses the entirety of your life, Sunghoon thinks. Perhaps, unknowingly, you’re comfort personified.

He uses his palm to cup your cheek, moving slowly to catch glimpses of this moment into photographs in his mind. He inches forward, lips aching to steal yours into a long kiss. And when his mouth finally slots with yours, the overwhelming wash of his feelings almost make him cry.

Time slowed, and stilled. It was just the two of you, fingers carding through each other’s hair and stroking down spines in the empty, sunlit kitchen. The weight he felt earlier rolls out of his chest with ease, until he feels like he can finally relax and smile properly again.

He’s been so patient, and he thinks it’s finally come, that something he’s been yearning for all his life.

Sunghoon’s convinced that today, his life stopped growing tired.

•2:40pm•

jake rubbed his eyes and yawned before letting his head fall down onto the table with a small groan. turning to look at him, you tilted your head to the side with a small sigh, rubbing your hand up and down his back.

it had been a long day for the both of you. shopping for the whole day wasn’t mean to be relaxing.. the last thing jake needed at the end of the day was a large social event with a bunch of loud teenagers.

“ jake? should we go?” you asked him, considering that he hadn’t gotten much sleep the previous night due to a work overload. he lifted his head from the table and nodded. you slipped your hand off his back softly and into his hand.

you gave jake a reassuring smile before standing up from the table you had found in a more quiet room. “ come on baby, you must be so tired..” you cooed, ruffling your free hand through his hair before dragging him out of the house.

jake turned to look at you, stars in his eyes. oh how he loved you. he couldn’t ask for anything more.

you were his everything.

\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\