"HEY, THIS IS SUNGHOON FROM ENGLISH CLASS..."

☆ "HEY, THIS IS SUNGHOON FROM ENGLISH CLASS..."

or in which, sunghoon and yn go from classmates, to friends to lovers thanks to a simple text.

pairing: park sunghoon x f!reader

warning/contents: smau, cursing, kms/kys jokes, tiny bit of angst, jealous hoon + requested by @pprodsuga !

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i’m sitting here, crying in my prom dress . . . 🍦

yang jungwon – fic

genre : angst and fluffy fluffy fluff!!

non-idol, best friend jungwon x fem reader.

synopsis : attending senior prom with a date was one of your biggest dreams, until he flaked, attending with another girl. as you sat on the curb in your prom dress, tears flooding your vision, your best friend appeared to sweep you off your feet– literally. jungwon would not only save the rest of your night, but he would quickly morph it into one of the best days of your life.

warning(s) : cliche asf.

mi note :

after i tore out the hearts of my followers who love riki, here’s a cute wonie fic. remember, this is a work of fiction. i did not proofread, so please excuse any mistakes. i’m still easing back into writing and am really hoping people like this. so, if you do, please like and reblog. it would be much appreciated.

enjoy, my lovely readers. xoxo, mimi.

this is especially for @greentulip. ‹𝟹

scheduled to be picked up at 6:45, you waited patiently, beautifully dolled up in your prom attire. the dress was in your favorite hue, your features elegantly defined with the makeup adorning your face. this was a night that many recalled from their high school experience, leaving you to hope it would run smoothly.

however, it was the opposite of smooth and tranquil. you chose to sit on the steps of your front porch, chin resting upon your palm, elbow atop your knee. with a sigh, you waited, the sun disappearing with each passing minute. you’d waited for approximately 30 minutes, the clock reading “7:13”. the dance had already begun, starting at seven on the dot. yet, your date wasn’t here.

“where is he..” you impatiently mutter to yourself in a low whisper, reaching to check your phone. notifications sprawled across your screen as you double-tapped the device, turning it on.

but, one seemed to have caught your attention.

“@ohwooseok791 added to their story.”

‘that’s strange, what did he post?’ you thought for a moment, deciding to click on it for clarification.

you slowly came to regret your decision as a photo of him and another girl appears, a romantic song paired with it.

wooseok ditched you. on prom night, with another girl.

a flood of text messages began to rattle your phone, the vibrations causing you to huff in frustration. your cheeks were covered in streaks of tears, the weight of your date’s actions causing your heart to ache.

a car immediately pulled in front of your home, settling there in a parked position– before the door shut, your best friend rushing toward your figure.

at the sight of him clad in a suit, your lower lip wobbled, eyes glossing over once more. “wonie.” you cried out, voice cracking.

“oh, precious. i’m here.” he coos in a gentle voice, kneeling before you to cradle your cheeks in his palms.

his gaze was so soft, full of the love he held for you. it was no secret that he loved you as more than just a friend. when he heard of wooseok being your prom date, he took a step back; knowing you wouldn’t appreciate a confession. after all, it would only throw your heart into chaos and confusion. however, seeing you here, in tears because of the boy, he wished that he’d spoken the words; saving you from heartbreak.

“he’s not worth your tears, love.” he mutters with a sympathetic smile, hoping to improve your dampened mood. “tell you what, let’s go inside and touch up your makeup. then we’ll do something even better than prom.” jungwon allows his lips to tug upward, encouraging a sniffle and hint of laughter from you.

“c’mere, baby.” he extends his arms, one securely placed behind your back, the other nestling beneath the crease of your knees– hoisting you upward, into his hold.

without a word, he carries you toward the front door, twisting the handle and pushing it open with little effort. “won..” you begin, earning a gentle ‘shh’ from the boy.

he continued his mission, nudging his leg backward to shut the door behind you, moving forward to carry you upstairs. once you’d entered the dimly lit space of your bedroom, he placed you on your own two feet before giving the small of your back a soothing rub.

“go on, fix yourself up. i’ll be waiting.” he playfully mutters, placing a gentle kiss to the crown of your head before settling on the edge of your bed.

and of course, you obliged.

an hour later, you found yourself in the same state as you were before discovering that your original date had ditched you. it was as though you never cried, sat beside jungwon on a park bench, ice cream in your hand.

your head was nestled on his shoulder, his atop your head. you sat in silence, happier than ever to be in his comforting presence.

the boy had noticed your peeks at his cone, knowing you’d been eyeing the flavor he’d gotten, as you always did.

“want a bite, precious?” he asked with a teasing tone, nudging your side with his elbow; only to earn a playful scoff from you.

“how do you always know?” you question with a grumble, huffing in annoyance as you lean forward, tasting the boy’s ice cream.

“because i’m your best friend.” he’d said it in such a low tone, causing you to glance up at him with fluttering lashes, your gaze capturing his as always.

his eyes shifted down to your lips, noticing a bit of ice cream on the corner. yet, instead of wiping it with the pad of his thumb, he leaned forward.. connecting his lips with yours in a slow sequence.

with a gentle gasp, you’d been caught off guard by his actions, ultimately melting into his touch and reciprocating the kiss.

by the time he’d pulled away, your cheeks were flushed in a shade of pink, a cheeky grin adorning his expression.

“you have no idea how long i’ve been waiting to do that.” his voice is soft, his free hand caressing your cheek.

“why didn’t you?” you question in a whisper, knowing that if jungwon had made a move earlier, you’d have chosen him in a heartbeat.

“because i was afraid.” he admits in a sigh, finishing his ice cream cone. “i didn't think you’d want our friendship to move further.” he frowns slightly, avoiding your gaze.

“oh, wonie. i’d have chosen you in a heartbeat over all of the guys at school.” you reveal with a gentle voice, your free hand reaching to intertwine with his as you finished off your cone.

“really?” he asks with a smile, gaze forward as he holds your hand in contentment.

“really.” you confirm, resting your head upon his shoulder once again.

the weather had shifted, growing colder as the minutes and hours had passed, the two of you out well until the clock read ‘10:30 pm’.

“jungwon.” you call, gaining the boy’s attention as you shivered beside him on the bench.

“cold, love?” he questions even as he reaches to take off his jacket, placing it over your shoulders. “just one more thing, then we can head back, okay?” he insists, standing from his seat beside you to extend his hands in your direction.

placing your palms onto his, you stand with his help, him tugging you a few feet forward so you wouldn’t bump into the bench.

his hands nestled on your hips, your arms wrapped around his shoulders; you two stood close, beginning to sway.

he began to hum a soft tune, his voice’s volume rising as he began to sing the words.

“i found a love, for me…”

his touch was gentle as he raised a finger, guiding your chin upward to lock eyes with him.

“darling, just dive right in and follow my lead.”

you continued to sway, your gazes intertwined in a display of love, foreheads pressed together.

“well, i found a girl, beautiful and sweet.”

“oh, i never knew you were the someone waiting for me.”

he sang, every ounce of the song dedicated to you.

‘“'cause we were just kids when we fell in love…”

“not knowing what it was,”

“i will not give you up this time.”

“but darling, just kiss me slow.”

“your heart is all i own.”

“and in your eyes, you're holding mine...”

he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, a lovestruck sigh escaping your lips.

“baby, i’m dancing in the dark…”

“with you between my arms,”

“barefoot on the grass,”

“listening to our favourite song.”

“when you said you looked a mess,”

“i whispered underneath my breath,”

“but you heard it,”

“darling, you look perfect tonight…”

and with that, he brought your lips into another kiss; concluding the night that began in heartache, and ending it with pure happiness.

“i don’t think we’re just friends.” you whisper once parted from jungwon’s lips, earning a soft laugh from him.

“no, we’re not just friends, baby.” he confirms, giving you a final twirl before escorting you to the car; taking you home.

taglist : @greentulip @nshmuras 📎

I KNOW RIGHT ⤿ 𝓅ark 𝓈unghoon .

𝓈ynopsis. where sunghoon has to take providences after some guys had flirted with you last night. pairing. jealous!sunghoon x jealous!reader genre. fluff, crack. wc: 845. 𝓶aster𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽.

WARNINGS : not proofread, curse words, fem.reader,

ce𝒸e no𝓉ℯ𝓈 : HOWDY! 🤠 cece posting twice today whaaaattt

"hoon, do you really think this is necessary?" you asked your boyfriend as you walked in prada's store.

"what do you mean?" he adjusted his black shades. "i'm just protecting what is mine." he shrugged, following you like a shadow.

you rolled your eyes before being greeted by one of the workers there. sunghoon was looking around the store while wearing his black coat, black trousers, black turtleneck jumper, and simply standing there with his black shoes while hiding his eyes with that black shades inside of a freaking mall.

"is he your bodyguard?" the worker asked playfully, glancing at sughoon, receiving no more but a side eye from him.

you decided to tease sunghoon by saying: "yeah, he is, right, alfredo?"

"really? alfredo?" sunghoon scoffed while walking holding your hands, carrying your prada store bag, still upset with the name you called him a few minutes earlier.

you giggled. "you almost threw hands at that woman when she took the credit card from my hand hoon!" you pointed out.

"what can i say? you're too pretty! i have keep an eye in everyone inside this place." he squinted his eyes, pretending to be looking around for threats.

you flicked his forehead, making him turn his head at you with a whiny frown. "stop being so jealous." you kissed his cheek.

"stop being so pretty then." he talked back.

"no!"

"then deal with your hot boyfriend being your bodyguard!"

"yeah, it'll be it." sunghoon nodded his head at the worker across the balcony, asking if you wanted something else from the bakery seconds before confirming.

"card or cash?"

"card please." he handed the lady his black card, and you noticed how she took the card from his hands with a pinch of something; biting onto her bottom lip while holding the credit card's machine, waiting for sunghoon to finish typing his password.

"thank you handsome, you can sit and wait for your order."

you gave the lady across the balcony a dirty look and sunghoon — possessively — took your hand after thanking the worker, sensing your rage against the black haired woman. you sat on the table and avoided your boyfriend eyes, afraid that your burning eyes could burn his beautiful face.

"baby?" he rubbed his thumb against your hand knuckles.

"mhm?"

"i love you." sunghoon noticed how your face lifted up when he said that after a few minutes of a tense and uncomfortable silence.

"that woman was almost jumping onto you and kissing your lips!" you suddenly whined, pouting.

"i didn't really noticed baby,"

"how?! it was so obvious sunghoon-"

"i only have eyes for you dummy." he chuckled, placing a kiss on your hand, making you blush.

after a few minutes sharing sweet glances and a few sweets touch with your boyfriend, the same lady arrived as a waitress, and it seemed like she just changed roles with her friend just to see the pretty boy sitting across of you again. "excuse me, here is your order and here is a little gift..." she handed your boyfriend a piece of paper and blinked at him; walking away after literally ignoring you.

you took a peek at the untouched paper laying on the table. "aren't you gonna read it?" you nodded at the paper.

"why should i?" he took a sip from his expresso. "i already have a big gift sat in front of me." sunghoon smirked, but hid it behind the small tea-cup.

you chuckled before stealing the paper and reading it: it was written her phone number and a little note saying "i'm prettier than your girlfriend -_<".

"wanna know what she just wrote?" you asked sunghoon between a chuckle.

"no."

you sighed, "you're too good to be true, but no fun." you clicked your tongue while shaking your head, sliding the paper back to sunghoon's side.

"why are you giving me this shit back?" he placed the tea-cup back to the table, glancing at you like you just offended him.

you shrugged, taking a sip from your ordered drink of preference. "i don't know."

"i'll be right back," he stood up. "make sure no one approaches you, specially men!" he pointed his finger at you, and you laughed at his action, nodding. "good."

you watched sunghoon walk closer to a bin and throwing the received paper from the waitress in the trash, walking back closer to you. "done."

"i was thinking here,"

"thinking what?" he sat back across you.

"i think i'm the one who might have to start being your bodyguard from now on."

"why?"

"besides that lady," you nodded your head at a few girls sat on a table, and watching how their eyes were falling onto your boyfriend's face. "that girls where looking at you."

"well, i saw another few men looking at you while we were ordering." sunghoon shrugged. "and they were just behind us."

"oh really?" your boyfriend nodded, pursing his lips. "that's what we earn for being a beautiful couple." sunghoon chuckled, a proud smirk spreading across his face.

"i know right?"

© 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐞 , originals — 24.

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Heyy! Can someone help me find a Sunghoon bunny hybrid fic where he is an abandoned hybrid and yn takes him in?? I was reading it and then lost it 😭😭

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