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iโm the anon that requested the junhan fic and oh my god it was better than anything i couldโve imagined!! i am also a huge fan of pegging and xdinary heroes is my ult so if you donโt mind i might be sending a few more requests like this your way ๐
also could i be ๐ anon please? thank you!!
Hey! It makes me so happy to know you enjoyed it! I was so excited when I received a request for XDH since thereโs not many fics for them on here. I was also especially excited because it was for my bias ๐คญ That said, youโre more than welcome to make more requests!
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โ In which two disabled idols find comfort in each otherโs arms.
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๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: Han deals with a lot of anxiety and depression, reader has fibromyalgia, constant mentions of being in pain, love-making, cussing, lots of angst, MDNI.
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The following morning unfolded with an insistent chime of the doorbell that reverberated through the house, slicing through the tranquility of your sleep. Jolted awake, you wrestled with the disorienting shift from dreams to reality. Fragments of the previous day returned to youโthe memory of your motherโs promise to fetch groceries and the knowledge that your father would be off to his shop in the morning. Reluctantly, you peeled yourself from the bed, draping a red, silky robe over your shoulders. The robe, soft and flowing, brushed against your ankles, offering a fleeting semblance of grace to your disheveled appearance. With a cursory glance at your reflection in the mirror, you did your best to present yourself with a semblance of poise before making your way down the old, creaking stairs.
Sleep had been elusive, marked by a restless night of shifting and turning as you sought comfort, each movement accompanied by sharp reminders of your physical discomfort. Now, each step down the stairs seemed to echo with the protest of your aching knees, their cries a testament to the nightโs toll.
Peering through the peephole of the front door, you were met with an unexpected sightโHan Jisung, standing on your doorstep, his figure framed by the soft morning light. For a fleeting moment, you wondered if this was yet another of your motherโs elaborate schemes to meddle in your personal life. With a tentative hand, you unlatched the door.
Jisungโs face, flushed with a mix of embarrassment and nervousness, stood out against the serene morning backdrop. โIโm so sorry to intrude,โ he stammered, his voice stumbling over his words in a cascade of apologies. โI didnโt mean to wake you. IโI justโฆโ
โItโs alright,โ you interjected gently, your voice carrying a trace of lingering sleep. โWhat brings you here?โ
Jisung took a deep breath, visibly struggling to regain his composure. โI got your address from my mother. You left your cane at the cafรฉ, and I wanted to return it.โ
Your heart skipped a beat, a blend of mortification and unease swirling within you. The thought of Jisung possessing this personal detail about you was unsettling. Driven by a sudden impulse to manage the situation and avoid any potential awkwardness, you offered a hesitant invitation. โWould you like to come in for a moment?โ you asked, your voice blending politeness with a hint of curiosity.
Jisungโs shoulders seemed to relax slightly as he stepped inside, though his nervousness was palpable. He shifted awkwardly from foot to foot, his movements reminiscent of a kitten exploring an unfamiliar room. โThank you,โ he murmured, his eyes darting around the space with evident unease.
As you guided him to the living room, you couldnโt help but notice his discomfort. โYou seem a bit on edge,โ you remarked with a gentle smile. โIs everything alright?โ
Jisung forced a sheepish grin, his cheeks flushed with a delicate pink. โI didnโt anticipate that this morning visit would be soโฆ nerve-wracking. I hope I didnโt disrupt anything important.โ
โNo, not at all,โ you reassured him, striving to ease the tension. โI was just trying to catch up on some rest. Youโre actually a welcome distraction.โ
The two of you settled into the living room, Jisung clutching the cane with a mixture of relief and awkwardness. โIโm glad I could return this,โ he said, his voice still tinged with nervousness. โI wasnโt sure if youโd be alright with me dropping by like this.โ
Your gaze softened as you observed his discomfort, recognizing his sincere effort to make amends. โItโs very kind of you to come all this way,โ you said warmly. โAnd donโt worry, I genuinely appreciate your thoughtfulness.โ
In the quiet cocoon of the room, the earlier tension began to dissolve like mist in the morning sun. The weight of Jisungโs knowledge about your condition still fluttered anxiously in your chest, but the simple kindness he had extended offered a comforting balm. The unease that had colored the morning started to shift, giving way to a tentative warmth born from shared understanding.
โWould you like some tea?โ you asked softly, your voice a gentle ripple in the stillness. You hoped the invitation would offer a welcome distraction, a brief escape from the lingering tension. โMy motherโs garden is home to a rich variety of herbs,โ you continued, your tone warm and inviting. โWhile I usually lean toward peppermint for its refreshing kick, today Iโd recommend lavender. Itโs incredibly soothing.โ You met his gaze with a tender empathy, acknowledging the anxiety that seemed to cling to him without forcing the issue.
Jisungโs relief was almost palpable, his posture visibly relaxing as he gave a grateful nod. He watched as you moved with a graceful purpose into the kitchen, each step seeming fluid and deliberate.
The kitchen, bathed in the soft glow of morning light, embraced a serene quiet. Jisungโs eyes followed your every motion with a quiet reverence, taking in the delicate care you employed with each action. Despite your practiced ease, the teapot felt unusually heavy today, a subtle reminder of the burdens you carried.
Once the tea was steeped and ready, you both retreated to the dining room in contemplative silence. The soft breathing coming from the two of you were the only sounds until you broke the quiet with a hesitant question.
โSo, um, you found my cane?โ you asked, trying to sound casual while a trace of nervousness lingered in the air.
โOh! Yes,โ Jisung responded quickly, his voice laced with relief. โDonโt worry. I told my mother youโd left a hat. I wonโt say a word about it.โ
Your eyes widened in genuine surprise, a wave of gratitude washing over you. โOh, thatโs incredibly thoughtful of you. I really appreciate it.โ
โOf course,โ Jisung replied, his voice sincere yet tinged with lingering nervousness.
An awkward silence fell over you both, the air thick with unspoken thoughts. You cleared your throat, the words spilling out before you could fully gather your composure. โI, um, have this conditionโโ
Jisungโs gaze met yours with a depth of understanding, his voice gentle and reassuring. โYou donโt have to explain if you donโt want to. I donโt want you to feel pressured. But if you do want to share, Iโm here to listen.โ
His sincerity cut through the tension, lifting a weight from your shoulders. The room, once heavy with discomfort, began to fill with a budding sense of connection. As you both patiently awaited your warm drinks, the silence transformed from awkwardness into a shared, comforting presence, bridging the gap between two souls navigating their way toward understanding.
The quiet between you was dense and contemplative. You hesitated, grappling with whether to reveal more of your story. Turning to face him, your eyes swept the room, which seemed to echo your solitude. The kettleโs gentle simmer served as a backdrop to the turmoil inside you.
โI have fibromyalgia,โ you began slowly, your voice tinged with a quiet sadness. โItโs a rare condition, and many doctors are skeptical about its validity.โ
Jisungโs eyes widened, curiosity and concern mingling in his gaze. โWhat is fibroโฆ umโฆโ
โFibromyalgia,โ you corrected softly, a faint chuckle escaping your lips. โItโs a chronic condition that causes widespread pain, fatigue, and tenderness in the muscles, ligaments, and tendons. Itโs like a constant ache that shifts and varies.โ
Jisungโs gaze was fixed on you, his round eyes absorbing each word with a mix of concern and fascination. โIs that why you use a cane?โ
โYes,โ you confirmed with a nod. โI use it when the pain becomes too intense to manage. Since the pain levels fluctuate, I donโt always need it, but on those tough days, it helps me get by.โ
A flicker of recognition crossed Jisungโs face. โI remember seeing you in one of your early music videos with a cane. I thought it was part of the styling.โ
Your heart warmed at his recollection. โYes, thatโs right. The pain was quite severe that day, so I requested a cane for practical reasons. It ended up adding a touch of flair to the performance, though.โ
Jisungโs expression grew thoughtful. โWhy didnโt you ask to postpone the filming then?โ
You sighed softly, a hint of frustration in your voice. โIf I postponed every time I was in pain, Iโd have been fired a long time ago. Iโve had to find a way to work through it, making subtle adjustments to manage the discomfort while still meeting my obligations.โ
The kettleโs whistle interrupted the moment, and you moved to pour the steaming water into two mugs, infusing them with fragrant herbs. You then arrange a tray with the mugs and a box of cookies before gesturing to Jisung. โWould you be a dear and carry this? Weโre going to my motherโs garden.โ
Jisung sprang up with an eagerness that made you smile, carrying the tray outside as you led the way. You settled onto the swinging bench, your posture relaxed, and motioned for him to place the tray on a small table positioned in front of you both. He complied and took a seat beside you.
The garden, bathed in the gentle light of day, looked like a dreamscape. Wildflowers swayed gracefully with the breeze, their vibrant colors dancing under the sunโs tender caress. The sunlight bestowed its golden warmth, creating a serene glow that kissed Jisungโs tanned skin, enhancing his natural radiance. As he sipped his tea, a contented sigh escaped him, his entire being seeming to relax with the soothing warmth of the beverage. His curly hair was styled with effortless charm, a few strands framing his face, and his wire glasses added a touch of sophistication. Your gaze lingered on him, admiring the simple beauty of the moment, before you quickly turned away, your heart fluttering with a contented sigh.
The silence between you was soothing, a balm to your often tumultuous thoughts. Even in his moments of struggle, Jisungโs presence provided a tranquil comfort. His voice, when it emerged, was a soft murmur that didnโt disrupt the peace you shared.
โYour motherโs garden is one of the most beautiful places Iโve ever seen,โ he said, his words blending seamlessly into the calm.
A genuine smile, rare and bright, curved your lips. โThank you,โ you replied warmly. โShe always dreamed of having a garden where she could truly breathe. Iโm glad she finally made it a reality.โ
Jisungโs gaze softened, his expression unreadable for a moment. Then, he smiled at you with such sincerity that it made your heart skip a beat. โIโm happy she did too,โ he said quietly.
The simplicity of his words, coupled with the tranquility of the garden, created a moment of pure connection. For a fleeting instant, the weight of your loneliness seemed to lift, replaced by the gentle warmth of shared understanding and companionship.
โWhat helps you breathe, Jisung?โ The question emerged from your lips with a startling clarity, and you winced inwardly at your own audacity. Jisungโs reaction was immediateโhis grip on the mug faltered, and a soft, surprised chuckle escaped him, his ears flushing a delicate shade of pink.
โThe way this garden helps your mother breathe, you mean?โ he ventured, his voice carrying a note of gentle curiosity.
โYes,โ you responded, your tone warm and inviting. โIf youโre comfortable sharing.โ
Jisungโs gaze drifted back to the garden, his expression thoughtful. โWould it be clichรฉ if I said itโs writing?โ
You laughed softly, shaking your head. โNot at all, but Iโd love to hear more.โ
He considered his words carefully, his eyes tracing the dance of sunlight on the garden's blossoms. โWhen I write my songs, itโs like every fleeting thought in my mind is an inhale. When I finally commit those thoughts to paper and understand them, itโs an exhale. So I breathe to write and write to breathe.โ
His words wove through you like a soft, comforting breeze, filling your being with a profound sense of being understood. A gentle warmth crept across your cheeks, and you found yourself captivated by the profile of his face. You were torn between relief that he couldnโt see the impact of his words and a desire to fully decipher his expression.
โSo you understand,โ you murmured, your voice blending with the gardenโs serene ambiance.
Jisung turned slowly toward you, his eyes wide with a blend of curiosity and empathy. โHow so?โ
โMany people underestimate the power of words,โ you began, your voice heavy with emotion. โThey torment minds like ours until theyโre released into the world, our innermost thoughts inked onto paper. Words can be both a curse and a salvation, filled with wonder and horror alike, and they help me breathe as well.โ
โExactly,โ Jisung agreed, his voice rich with understanding. โThatโs precisely how it feels.โ
A bittersweet smile touched your lips as you returned your gaze to the garden, where the flowers swayed gently in the breeze. The tranquility of the scene seemed to mirror the quiet connection forming between you.
โMy mother never truly appreciated the written word,โ you confessed, your tone tinged with melancholy. โShe finds solace in visual beauty and scentsโlike this garden. She never understood why Iโd retreat into my room for hours, enveloped in a world of words.โ
You paused, taking a moment to gather your thoughts. โMy father, on the other hand, loved music and, by extension, words. Though he never wrote or read, I grew up waking to his morning serenades, each one a unique tribute to my mother while she prepared his lunch before he went to work. He never sang the same song twice, at least not that I can remember. Yet, he always expressed his love for her with the most beautiful, spontaneous words that even I could never have imagined.โ
โThatโs what helps them breathe,โ Jisung said softly, his gaze filled with a tender admiration that seemed to caress your skin. His understanding made you acutely aware of how deeply you had opened up. โYour parentsโ love sounds truly beautiful.โ
You nodded, a genuine smile gracing your lips. The love your parents shared was indeed a rare and precious thingโa once-in-a-lifetime bond that you could only dream of experiencing for yourself. Despite any imperfections in your relationship with them, it remained an enduring truth.
As you prepared to respond further, the sudden, sharp creak of the front door echoed through the stillness, shattering the fragile peace. Jisung jumped to his feet, the serene atmosphere you had cultivated now disrupted. You remained seated, a pang of disappointment settling within you as the moment you had cherished began to slip away.
โY/N, do you not answer your phone? Iโve called you several times to help me bring in the groceries!โ Your motherโs voice cut through the quiet as she struggled with several bags, their handles digging into her forearms before she dropped them with a huff by the kitchen entrance. You sighed, rising slowly from your seat and making your way into the house, Jisung trailing behind you nervously, the tray in his hands trembling slightly.
The moment your mother caught sight of him, her eyes widened in surprise, and her mouth fell open in a comical gasp. You remained stoically at the threshold, stepping aside to allow her a clearer view of Jisung. He bowed deeply, his cheeks flushed a vibrant shade of red.
โHello, Mrs. L/N,โ he began, his voice tinged with a polite nervousness. โI apologize for showing up unannounced.โ
The transformation in your motherโs expression was instantaneous. Her face broke into a beaming smile, and you could feel the familiar sense of dread settle over you. You could already anticipate the endless barrage of questions and well-meaning commentary that was sure to follow once Jisung left.
โNonsense,โ she said, waving her hand dismissively as though to brush away any formalities. โYou must be Jisung? Munheeโs son?โ
Jisung nodded, his bow still in place. โYes, that is my mother.โ
โOh!โ Your motherโs delight was palpable. โItโs such a pleasure to meet you in person. Munhee has told me so much about you, and she wasnโt exaggerating when she said youโve become quite the handsome young man.โ
Jisungโs blush deepened to an almost comical shade of crimson, and you had to suppress a smile. Stepping forward, you interrupted before the conversation could become even more uncomfortable.
โHe just came to return my cane, which I left at the coffee shop yesterday. He was about to leave now.โ
Your motherโs disappointment was evident as she took in the news. โOh, but you must stay a little longer! Iโll prepare lunch for both of you.โ
โNo, Mom,โ you insisted gently, though with firmness. โHeโs got a busy day ahead, but perhaps another time.โ
You began to make your way towards the front door, reaching for chairs and walls for support. Sitting on the swing for so long had left you a bit unsteady.
โI-I can help bring in the groceries before I leave, if thereโs any left,โ Jisung offered unexpectedly, his face still flushed but his eyes earnest.
Your mother hesitated, starting to protest that you would be helping her with that task. Jisung, however, persisted, insisting it was the least he could do since his visit had caused you to miss her calls. Her resistance melted away, and she relented with a grateful nod.
You watched, standing by the kitchen, as Jisung moved in and out of the house with bags full of groceries. His willingness to assist touched you deeply, and you felt a genuine warmth in your chest when he finally announced that he was done.
As you reached out for the front door once more, your hand brushed against Jisungโs elbow. He looked at you with a sheepish smile, his eyes conveying a silent encouragement. You realized he was making a deliberate effort to ease your burden, both by helping your mother and by offering his support now. The gesture made your heart swell, and a soft blush crept over your cheeks once again.
The two of you walked together in a comfortable silence, each step measured and unhurried. When you reached the front door, you withdrew your hand and turned to him with a grateful smile.
โThank you for bringing my cane and for all your help today,โ you said, your voice sincere.
โIt was no trouble at all,โ Jisung replied with a gentle smile. He clumsily turned to leave, his nerves palpable yet endearing.
As he stepped away, your motherโs voice called out from the kitchen, breaking the moment. โSo, how do you like him?โ
You looked back at Jisung, who was now at the edge of the driveway, his back turned as he walked away. You felt a flutter of something warm and hopeful in your chest as you deliberately refused to respond to your motherโs question.

posted: 07 โข 30 โข 2024
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hi! can i req enha (ot7) reaction to falling in love with idol!reader at first sight?
Hi! Thank you so much for being my very first Enhypen request! I had so much fun while working on this, and it turned out a lot longer than I originally intended it to be but I hope you enjoy it!

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โ In which youโre the idol who somehow snatched the members of Enhypenโs heart at first sight.
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๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: Love at first sight trope, Idol Y/N AU, inconsistent POV, lots of mentions of being stressed with work, Y/N in Jakeโs piece has some negative opinions on the HYBE company (which doesnโt reflect my own personal opinions), Sunghoon's piece has brief mentions of being tipsy, Jake's is a one-sided enemies-to-lovers trope, Ni-ki doesn't actually interact with Y/N but trust that he's in love.
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palestine masterlist by @/palipunk (super helpful and educational. please go through this list if youโre unfamiliar with the ongoing genocide ๐ฅน
palestine list
donโt stop posting about palestine ๐ต๐ธ your support means everything.