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emergency contact | park sunghoon x reader

prompt: weeks after your breakup, sunghoon finds out that he’s still your emergency contact. pairing: non-idol sunghoon x implied female reader genre: angst with hopeful/happy? ending; second chance romance??; exes to lovers??? word count: 2800 note: i’ve had a cute fic idea that i wanted to write forever…but this is not it. the sad demons have visited me once again. hope y’all enjoy nevertheless and any feedback is much appreciated <3

sunghoon was miserable. 

it had been three weeks, five days, two hours, and thirty-two minutes since the two of you had gone no contact.

he wished he could say he was happy to be single, that he was no longer “locked down” and “whipped” as his friends had always called him. but the so-called “freedom” felt like hell since it meant losing you.

at first, he kept telling himself that time would heal the pain. “it’s natural,” he had repeated like a mantra, “she was your best friend and lover for years.” but no, this heartbreak was inhumane. his desire to see you, apologize endlessly, and spend days holding you until you could feel every ounce of his love was gnawing at his soul. if anything, it got worse by the minute.

he had tried so hard to balance work and the rest of his life, using the excuse several times that he was securing this future for your shared life with him. that one day, you’d be able to reap the rewards of his efforts and live comfortably together without stress.

but what was the use of all of that now? the future he had worked so hard to create was ripped out from his hands by no one other than himself. 

you had accused him of being too busy for you. dates canceled at the last minute, a birthday forgotten, and all the texts left on read had built up to the argument that ended it all. he was always good at fighting, a little too good. he had retorted that you weren’t being supportive, and he was never one to sugarcoat his words. his tongue was sharp, and he did nothing to dull its blade.

but there wasn’t too much yelling on your part, and he thought that that hurt more. he wanted you to fight back, to stand your ground because he knew deep down that he was being the asshole. his toxic thought was that by you fighting back, this meant that you were still fighting for your relationship. but instead, you just stared with silent tears and a blank expression. seeing the indifference in eyes that had previously held so much love was a sight that would stay with him forever. so, in fear of you leaving, he ran instead.

he was a coward, leaving your shared home to run back to the apartment he had still technically owned but hadn’t lived in for more than a year. he locked himself away for a few days, but the realization that you hadn’t attempted to contact him burned more than he could put into words. you were done with him. he had hurt you, had the audacity to be the one to run, and now he had lost you.

he had even run from his job. he couldn’t stand to walk into the same building he stayed in when he forgot dates with you. his coworkers wouldn’t stop asking what happened to him, why he looked so rough. he even found an empty container that had once held lunch you made for him. but his final straw was getting promoted. his first instinct was to call you, but he remembered the sad truth before he could dial. any ounce of pride was washed away with shame in that moment. that same day, he quit without notice.

so there he was: miserable, alone, and unemployed with nothing left to run from but memories. he had spent the last week going through his phone and saving your pictures together in a locked album. he wouldn’t dare delete them, but he couldn’t stomach looking at you either.

he wished he could get drunk and sleep away the pain. he had tried, he definitely did - but that night, he dreamt of you. you were smiling at first, eyes ever full of love. you were speaking, yet he couldn’t hear you. but he could see how your words started to gradually look sadder, and slowly, tears started to fall as your grin dropped. he woke up that next morning crying with the conclusion that he would have to face this heartbreak sober.

but another day of scrolling through albums had stopped abruptly when he saw the notification that changed everything.

SOS i called emergency services from this approximate location after my watch detected a hard fall. you are receiving this message because i have you listed as my emergency contact.

sunghoon had to remind himself to breathe.

he had purchased that watch for you as a “just because” present months ago. you had complained of bad sleep and he wanted you to use it as a way to track your slumber. he hated seeing you tired. he knew that the watch had a fall detection function, but it had never been used before.

his heart was in his stomach as he went to his favorite contacts page and selected your name for the first time in weeks.

“please,” he begged, all notion of running away from you leaving his brain, “pick up please.”

but you just weren’t answering. so he tried again and again and again.

for a moment while the line attempted to connect, he wondered if this was how he had made you feel for months - desperate for a sliver of attention from him. but instead, he was desperate for a sign of life.

finally, after about two minutes of trying to reach you, his body moved of its own accord. before he knew it, his car keys were in his hands and he was out the door.

the car ride there might have been the worst part. the speed at which he drove at almost defied the laws of physics. other drivers were cursing at him but he wasn’t registering anything except the thought of your safety. he just needed to get to you.

why did he run? why didn’t he try to talk it out? if he was so afraid of losing you, why did he do the one thing that would guarantee that? he should have been there like he promised to be from the beginning. you would have been safe with him.

when he pulled up to the house you had shared for so long, he suddenly felt the world slow down. why were emergency services there? you should’ve canceled them by now.

he had to double park as the ambulance was blocking the driveway. why were they here?

the emts and police had arrived at the same time as him, which both increased his anxiety and soothed him. for one, that meant he had been quick enough. but why did you need them?

“sir, do you know–” an officer had approached him as he stumbled to the front door. all he could understand was your name. why were they asking if he knew you? of course he knew you. you, the love of his life. you, his soulmate by every meaning of the word. you were you. and you were safe.

as if sensing his distress, he felt an emt worker pull him to the side as the same officer prepared to break down the door. seeing this, sunghoon finally returned to his senses.

“w-wait! sorry, i have a key.” sunghoon’s hands were shaking. the only way that door had unlocked was by pure muscle memory because he didn’t understand what he was doing at all.

as soon as the door opened, sunghoon tried to step in. finally, he was close to you. 

the officer, however, pulled him back.

“sir, you should wait here. we need to make an initial search before you can go in.”

“what, why? if she’s in there, i want to see–”

“sir, it’s just in case we find something we wouldn’t want you to see.”

all of sunghoon’s hesitation and fear went out the window at those words. his body flew automatically as he ran inside.

he screamed your name as he rushed in, ignoring the yells of the police officers who followed him in. as it had been for almost four weeks, his only thought was you. he just needed you.

he checked the ground floor first, eyes scanning the open space in less than a second as his body avoided an officer trying to grab him. sunghoon then moved to the staircase, long legs prepared to skip steps to reach you. then suddenly, he heard the voice his ears had been longing for,

“sunghoon?!”

his head shot up. there you were, finally. he saw the sadness, confusion, and fear all flash your face as you registered the emergency workers behind him. you looked exhausted and unruly, but he had never felt more in love.

he didn’t even remember climbing the steps, but suddenly he was at the top of the staircase and you were in his arms. 

you could feel him trembling as he held you. you took his face into your hands to look at him, “sunghoon? what’s wrong? why are you here? is it my parents? is someone hurt?” you watched as his mouth opened but no words came out. after a few seconds, one of the officers spoke from the bottom of the steps,

“ma’am, we received an alert from your device that a hard fall had occurred.”

suddenly, you understood everything. taking sunghoon’s hand gently, you led him down the stairs, afraid he’d fall from shock. he followed you silently, but his grip tightened seemingly with every step.

that’s when you noticed your shattered watch on the third step.

you let sunghoon go and you could hear his deep breath when you did. you picked up the watch and offered it up to the officer as an explanation, “i’m sorry officer, it looks like there’s been a misunderstanding…”

the officer nodded in understanding, and dismissed the emts, “got it, ma’am. we will still need a formal report for our records since this was registered as an emergency call.” he motioned to your couch as he took out a pen and paper.

you reached for sunghoon’s hand once more and led him to sit with you. in the moment, you knew he needed you more than you would ever understand. so, as you explained to the officer, you held his trembling hand, rubbing soothing circles with your thumb.

“i was doing laundry here downstairs and had taken off my watch to prevent it from getting wet,” you recounted, “i put it on top of the basket of clothes that i took upstairs. i remember tripping a little going up the stairs - i didn’t fall, but that must’ve been when the watch fell."

"what about your phone, where is it? i'm sure your boyfriend must've tried to call you."

sunghoon slowly nodded at that, turning to look at you. you smiled sheepishly, "i left it upstairs and it was on silent while i folded the clothes. i’m so sorry for the inconvenience.”

after finishing up your statement, the remaining officer prepared to leave. as he walked out the door, he gave a soft smile to the both of you,

“glad to see it was a false alarm, ma’am. you had this gentleman quite worried - ran so fast i couldn’t even grab him!” the officer laughed, “you two have a nice day now! sorry about your watch, though!”

after he shut your door, the silence enveloped your home. you closed your eyes and breathed deeply to prepare to speak to your ex-boyfriend. but as soon as you opened them, sunghoon started to cry softly.

he hugged you tighter than he ever had, and soon enough, his face was buried in your neck. his cries were silent, but you could feel his body shaking as his tears soaked your shirt.

“sunghoon…” you started, stroking his back, “i’m sorry i worried you, honey.”

you knew you shouldn’t be calling your ex pet names, especially an ex that had run from you without properly ending the relationship. but your heart still held so much love for him that it flowed out naturally. and you knew he was crying from more than just worry, so you doubt he minded at all in the moment.

his crying slowed down as his arms took to loosely wrapping around your waist instead. he pulled away from your neck to rest his forehead on yours. from this angle, you could see his swollen eyes and red nose - a sight so rare in all the years you had dated. he was never a crier after all.

but memories of several late-night conversations rushed your mind. he always said his number one fear was your death, and now you could see he had never lied about that.

he could see your mind go elsewhere so he called your name softly, “don’t say you’re sorry. i’m so happy, these are relieved tears. and i just really, really missed you.” he croaked out. you knew he had more to say, so you just nodded, letting him go on.

“and i’m sorry, baby. for everything. i shouldn’t have run, i shouldn’t have tried to egg you on to fight me back. i shouldn’t have even fought anything you said that night. you were right. i didn’t prioritize you. in my attempt to secure you for life, i let you go instead. i’m so sorry, i never wanted to break up.” he was rambling in earnest now, afraid that no words would make you take him back.

you listened quietly as he went on for a few minutes after that, hand continuing to rub his back, “i know honey, i know.”

“baby, you need to understand that i almost died thinking you almost died today,” you could’ve laughed at how dramatically he spoke, “i couldn’t breathe right thinking that our last conversation could’ve been an argument. that you wouldn't have ever known just how deeply i love you and need you. i have so much regret for how i treated you, but if you’d give me the chance, i have all the time in the world to make it up to you…let’s go on that vacation i promised you. we can leave tomorrow if you’d like.” he smiled hopefully at you.

“hoon,” his heart soared at the use of his beloved nickname, “what do you mean? don’t you have work? can you really leave with such short notice?”

“i quit my job.”

“excuse me?”

“no job that made me work that much is worth it. i’ll find one with better work-life balance…after our vacation. if that’s what you still want of course…” he spoke more quietly, as if afraid of rejection.

you sighed. you really should be realistic with this - you two had been broken up for a few weeks at that point. you knew the love was still there, but was this a good decision?

while there was still some hesitation on your part, you couldn't help but notice how gingerly he held you. his arms were still around your waist loosely, yet there was something desperate about their hold. you knew he was holding back from hurting you - you could tell how tightly he wanted to hug you.

he was so shaken up at the idea of you being hurt that he rushed over there despite the two of you not being on speaking terms. for someone who had trouble communicating how he felt sometimes, you knew his actions spoke louder than words. he always acted brave, but there was so much he feared. and you knew losing you was always at the top of this list.

you could also feel how he was simply soaking in the sight of your face. his eyes were shy, yet determined. he wasn't going to risk missing another second of staring at you. a part of you grew conscious, but you knew he was just taking in what he had missed for weeks.

“what about…” you started and almost giggled at how he perked up, “we take it slow - another two weeks or so to talk everything out and relax? to get us to a good place again before you hold me hostage in some foreign country?”

sunghoon smiled softly, kissing your forehead. you leaned in naturally to his warmth, to his touch that you missed so much. “that sounds like a great idea, love.” he spoke, “we’ll get you a new watch too. and i’ll do all the itinerary planning and packing whenever you’re ready, okay? i love you.”

“okay. and i love you too. can’t wait to enjoy your unemployment with you for now!”

one smile and nod from you had him taking you into his arms once more, relishing in your being. he was back where he belonged. he had experienced the scariest reminder ever that he needed you, and sunghoon was never letting you go now.

SUNOO XO (Only If You Say Yes) 071224

what about non idol! jungwon and shy! reader who have their first time together (as a couple) and she is too shy to look at him naked...

can i be 💌 anon?

ofc annonie!! its yours <3

8:37 PM — first time w/ jungwon

PAIRING: y.jw x shy!reader

WC: 1k

WARNINGS: smut, masturbation, pet names, pillow humping, wonnie is a tease

a/n: okay but i feel like he would be such a tease but so sweet at the same time like he's so attentive and soft but playful guys i love him😵‍💫

jungwon was eyeing you like you were prey for him to sink his teeth into, eyes dark with lust. you were starting to feel flustered as he continued to unashamedly check you out, his lip between his teeth as he racked his eyes over your almost naked form, only your panties left on you.

he noticed you averting your gaze from his, cute pink dusting your cheeks.

"doll? don't be shy in front of me," he whispered gently as he took your cheeks in his soft palms, thumb brushing over your bottom lip and a sweet smile making its way on his face when you finally looked into his eyes. “there we go, keep your eyes on me pretty."

he unbuckled his belt and slid his pants down before sitting on the couch in front of you, his legs spread open with his raging hard cock on display, covered only by his underwear. he took his shirt off too, the sight of his toned front almost making you drool.

“like what you see, mhh?” he said with a lopsided grin on his beautiful features, the softness of his face a stark contrast to the glint in his eyes. his head was leaning sideways from how amused he was at your cute reactions, and the embarrassed whine you accidentally let slip out at his question only prompted him to continue his teasing. he spread his legs further, starting to palm himself through the thin fabric of his briefs, a tiny wet spot showing where his precum leaked.

the air in the room was thick from the tension between you two as you looked the other way when he slid the fabric down, his cock slapping against his toned stomach.

“come sit down with me." he patted his naked thigh a few times. “i don’t bite."

he looked up at you, bangs slightly covering his eyes as you walked towards him, eyes looking everywhere but where he sat.

"yet, that is.”

he made it sound more like a promise than a threat and you couldn't help but squeeze your thighs together at the thought of what that might entail, eager to find out despite your shyness.

“let's get rid of these, yeah?” he grabbed your hip roughly and brought you closer to him. he slid your ruined panties off, soaked from anticipation, and threw them carelessly to his side.

“gorgeous” his breath itched in his throat at the sight of your cunt, folds puffy from neglect. you felt mortified at the way he spoke, but you could feel even more wetness seeping out of you, even though you don’t think you could ever admit that to him without dying of embarrassment.

two of his fingers immediately slid between your folds to collect some of your slick, eliciting a moan from you. he brought them to his mouth, humming at your taste as it coated his tongue.

“delicious too, such a perfect little pussy." he spit in his hand and grabbed the base of his cock, pumping it a few times, a sinful groan leaving his pink lips, plumped from all the biting they received earlier.

you didn't know what to do, too shy to look at him, too embarrassed to ask for his touch; but also way too needy to just ignore him, his soft sounds sending waves of heat straight to your lower abdomen.

“won,” you whine, tears brimming your eyes when laughed lovingly at you.

“is my baby too shy to look at me?” he asks, voice airy as he tried to get you to look at him. but you were keen on avoiding his figure as much as possible, almost entirely turned the other way.

“so my baby is shy, but wants to feel good too,” he pondered, prompting you to nod lightly.

“well that's too bad, i won’t give you anything until you look at me.”

he knew he was being a little mean and knew you were very shy, but he needed you to let loose completely so he could be sure you were having a good time later on. the last thing he would ever want was for you to be uncomfortable while he fucked you. he'd stop whenever you asked him, but he'd rather embarrass you a little now while you could easily stop without having taken such a big step in your relationship.

you took a few deep breaths before turning towards him, eyes immediately falling to his length, the sight making you press your thighs together harder.

when he was sure that he had your attention fully he made a scene of flexing his arm muscles even more, speeding up his actions as his hips shot up to meet his hand with short thrusts.

the wet squelches his movements caused had you instinctively grind down on the couch, bare cunt leaving marks of wetness on one of the pillows every time your slick touched the rough fabric.

“you're dripping doll,” he moaned, his actions never once faltering and his gaze moving from your pussy to your face, your lip between your teeth and eyebrows all scrunched up in concentration.

“‘s all for you wonnie."

his moans were whiny as he threw his head back, eyes closed and hand stilling at his base to stop himself from cumming—you just sounded so pretty for him, he couldn't wait to hear how you'd sound while being split open on his cock.

you gasped out loud when your clit accidentally caught on the rough fabric, and you tired to move your hips the exact same way again to recreate the feeling, but you couldn't find the right angle. you were starting to get frustrated, whines of complaining spilling from you.

jungwon sensed your desperation and finally stilled your hips with his hands and pushed you to lean back as he hovered over you. he grabbed a fistful of your hair and brought your face to his, smashing his lips over yours roughly.

his movements were rough and hungry, kiss messy and wet as he slid his tongue in your mouth. you kissed him back eagerly with all you had, any shyness and reservations gone, only desperation forcing you to move and get a hold of his member, the slight force you applied on your grip earning you a hiss from him. you position it over your wet cunt, sliding it between your folds a few times to get your slick to cover it entirely.

“please wonnie? want you inside me," you begged against his lips, pretty eyes opening as you rested your forehead on his.

he had to collect himself for a moment, his eyes still closed as he tried his best to not turn you around and fuck the daylights out of you. where did his shy baby go? when did she get replaced by the little minx in front of him?

but how could he ever say no when you were begging for him so sweetly? he opened his eyes to meet your gaze, yours looking at him wide and glossy, tiny tears brimming your lashes and full lips raw and pouty.

he grabbed his cock and slapped it a few times over your sensitive pussy, ignoring the mewls that left your lips. he positioned the tip to your entrance and nearly moaned out loud when you moved your hips on his tip as if trying to coax him to sheath himself into you faster.

"you're gonna be the end of me, pretty doll."

『𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒』

October is right around the corner, and with that comes angstober!! This is my first time participating in this event, but I have always enjoyed writing angst, and I feel like I do pretty well. That being said, these prompts are from @/angstober, and I can't wait for you guys to see what I come up with!!

𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕺𝖓𝖊 : Again ⧼Last Second Chance⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : you have given jungwon chance after chance, but eventually, you can’t find it within yourself to give him any more chances.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕿𝖜𝖔 : Countdown ⧼First Snowfall⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : as the saying goes “all good things must come to an end” and you were the living enigma of that. you only had a limited time left in this lifetime, but you wanted nothing more than to spend it with sunghoon, your boyfriend.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕿𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊 : Self-Destruction ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : everything was going great with jake; he was nothing like your past boyfriends. he was sweet, caring, attentive, a gentleman… and that’s what you hated most because there was no way anyone was like that all of the time. so you did the only thing you knew… ruin it before it ruins you.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕱𝖔𝖚𝖗 : Blood ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : during an intense mission you and yeosang face a lot of difficult enemies, but neither of you came out unscathed.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕱𝖎𝖛𝖊 : Do Better ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : it seemed like no matter what you did you just couldn’t satisfy wooyoung and his needs and before too long you couldn't handle it anymore.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕾𝖎𝖝 : Medication ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : when you get diagnosed with an illness, you have no other choice but to take the medication, but you hate it. heeseung was always there to help you through it, no matter how hard it got.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕾𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓 : "You Still Don't Get It" ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : no matter what you did nothing would catch yunho’s attention like you wanted, but then after another failed attempt a fight breaks out and feelings are revealed.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕰𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 : Growing Pains ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : you and jongho hadn’t been together very long before things started to take a turn for the worst. will you be able to get through it, or will it break you apart?

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕹𝖎𝖓𝖊 : Promise ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : seonghwa had promised to be there on your last day. promised to spend the whole day with you, but when the time came, he was nowhere to be seen. not until it was far too late.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕿𝖊𝖓 : Humiliation ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : you were an outcast and he was a popular kid; you were too naive to believe that hongjoong actually liked you.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕰𝖑𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓 : Wake Up ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : after a huge argument, you ran out of the apartment in a fit of rage, and sunoo stayed behind, that was until he got word that you had been in a lethal car accident resulting in you falling into a coma and showing no sign of waking up.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕿𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖛𝖊 : Rotten Touch ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : san wasn’t someone you had ever imagined yourself getting involved with, but no matter how hard you tried to get away from him and his putrid ways, you always found yourself back in his arms.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖊𝖞 𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖓 : Shaking ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : any time you had a panic attack jay was there to help you through it, but what if he was the cause of it this time?

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕱𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖓 : Only Around You ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : there was you with yunho. then there was you not with yunho. neither of them were the same, and that was the cause of your downfall.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕱𝖎𝖋𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖓 : False Hope ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : mingi was your best friend but he was also your first crush, but no matter how many times you asked you were always met with the same words, only leading you further along but you just can’t help but hold onto that hope. even if it would lead only to heartbreak.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕾𝖎𝖝𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖓 : No One Else To Turn To ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : you and san were like a moth to a flame, always drawn to each other, but it only led to destruction. however, when san shows up at your doorstep at three in the morning, you can only let him in.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕾𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖓 : "Shhh..." ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : sunoo was always falling into the wrong relationships, and you were always there to pick him back up.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕰𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖓 : Falling Stars ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : you had always been told that wishing upon a falling star would bring anything you wanted to fruition. so you wished, and wished, and wished for just one more moment with seonghwa before everything went bad.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕹𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖓 : Tear-Stained Cheek ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : it was another friday night when you drank yourself to tears after your recent breakup, but just like clockwork mingi was at your door, ready to do anything to see you smile again.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕿𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞 : Spare Me ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : while you have been working hard to build a life for you and sunghoon, he was out living his best life. though all of your hard work crumbles when word gets out that sunghoon had been seen with another girl in the club.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕿𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞-𝕺𝖓𝖊 : Abandoned ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : you and heeseung had been together for three years, but little by little, heeseung started to show signs of not being interested until it led to you being abandoned at the restaurant you had booked for your anniversary.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕿𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞-𝕿𝖜𝖔 : Crocodile Tears ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : he was your sister's boyfriend, but hongjoong never wanted her; he wanted you, and that brought demise to your sister, you, and your family.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕿𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞-𝕿𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊 : Safe/Unsafe ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : After the accident, jake became a completely different person. there were good days, and then there were bad days. on the good days, you felt like the safest person on the planet, that no one could ever hurt you. however, on the bad days… it felt as if no one on the planet could save you.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕿𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞-𝕱𝖔𝖚𝖗 : Dark Sunrise ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : after yeosang’s death, the sunrise that you both loved so much never looked the same, but no matter how much heartbreak it brings you, you always find yourself up early enough to watch the sunrise.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕿𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞-𝕱𝖎𝖛𝖊 : You're No Better ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : after catching him cheating, you were blinded by rage and heartbreak, causing you to do the same, but of course, it doesn’t always end the way you want it to.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕿𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞-𝕾𝖎𝖝 : Persuasion ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : you and heeseung were never good for each other, but no matter how many times you’ve tried to leave, he would find some way to persuade you to stay just a little longer.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕿𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞-𝕾𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓 : Curled Up ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : life was full of ups and downs, but to you, it always seemed to just be going down; it didn’t matter whether it was school, work, friends, or love; all of it seemed to go downhill sooner rather than later. however, after finding your broken down form, yunho is determined to show you those ups for once.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕿𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞-𝕰𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 : Perfect ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : you and jay have always been seen as the perfect couple to everyone, but what really happens behind closed doors?

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕿𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞-𝕹𝖎𝖓𝖊 : Get Out ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : when you and jongho had any kind of argument it always ended in a screaming match, however, this time it may have gone too far.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖗𝖙𝖞 : Nothing Else To Tell You ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : wooyoung, following his father's words, packed to leave even as you begged him to stay. he was forced to go, and you demanded why, but he didn’t want you to chase him, so he did the only thing he could think of. it was better that you hated him.

✡︎ 𝕯𝖊𝖞 𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖗𝖙𝖞-𝕺𝖓𝖊 : It Ends Here ⧼⧽

↳ 「synopsis」 : you and mingi had been together for years, but even in the beginning, you both knew that it wouldn’t last forever like you wanted.

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