KISSABLE | P. Jongseong

𓆩♡𓆪 KISSABLE | p. jongseong

⌕ GENRE. enemies to lovers ( wc. ≃ 1.2k )

⌕ WARNINGS. profanities, unedited !

⌕ NOTE. for my lovely crying anon ! bff i hope you stop crying after reading this :"‹ this was written impulsively i hope you like this. happy reading <3

something is off about jay’s day.

of course, the fangirls are fawning as usual, but it feels quiet. many things happened, including another argument between jake and heeseung. yet still, jay declares his day as ‘unamusing.’ heck, the teachers even assigned tons of school work even though it's only tuesday, yet he has nothing to do besides staring aimlessly out of the classroom window.

the pencil dances between his lips, eyes fluttering close as the cold breeze travels inside, the sun hiding behind the clouds. today feels protracted than usual and, jay couldn’t— oh wait; you didn’t come to school today.

maybe that’s why his day has been a constant wreak, even though he would never accept it. jay has an astronomically high ego, and even a higher self-respect and dignity to maintain. the casual feud feels like a tradition, continuing ever since the first day of highschool which was around three years ago. however, deep inside, he knows if there’s someone responsible for this utterly gloomy day, it has to be you.

above all, park jongseong's principal goal in life is to annoy to the point where you mess something up, which is entertainment for him. as bothersome as it appears, it's euphoric to see you in a state of hysteria; and god knows how many stray videos of you are decaying in his phone.

another ten minutes pass, a few more exasperated sighs escape his lips. to everyone's surprise, he isn't even focusing in class. you see, jay might be someone who gets detentions because of his awful pranks, but it's never at the stake of his lessons. today happens to be an exception, for boredom has definitely taken a toll on him.

actually, scratch that. your absence has taken a toll on him.

now, if that isn’t terrible already, the teacher appointed him the job to send you today’s notes. 'deliver it personally, since you’re her closest friend,’— to put it in the teacher’s words. friends— he scoffs— as if you both don’t aim for each other’s neck every day.

and that’s how jay finds himself on his way to your place, devouring on a popsicle under the scorching sun. he wishes the clouds from the morning never left. his eyes travel down to his phone, anticipating a response to the texts he sent you before setting off to your house. leaving each other on seen isn't surprising, but you hadn't even read his texts. and as much as he hates to admit it, it does stir an unsettling feeling inside his stomach.

don’t perceive it the wrong way— jay has nothing to do with you. nothing. sending you notes is an excuse to establish an already good reputation in front of the teachers and if he’s being honest enough, a chance to get on your nerves as well.

at this point, the whole school was aware of the ordeal between you two; and ironically enough, half of them ship you, with sunghoon being their leader. ( to be honest, he's just tired of you and jay being idiots ) although, a bunch of people have noticed the depth in his eyes when he talks about you, even if it’s just how much of a loser you are, you refuse to comprehend it in any way except mutual hatred. your friends may tell you endless tales about the way your pupils dilate when they come across his leaned posture; you end up dismissing it as visual problems arising due to his face.

another cold wind sails over his head, the clouds coming back as his lips curl into a soft smile. he disperses the popsicle stick into a trashcan along the street, taking a left as his eyes lodged over your house at the farthest corner. he takes a deep breathe.

he can do this.

.

.

.

no, he can not.

one impressive thing about jay is that he's an amazing planner. being the smart guy he is, jay has his way out of almost everything. however this situation, he doesn't know what to do. apparently, staring at your door and doing nothing won't help, so he fiddles with his fingers, hoping you'd get a hint. c'mon, you know where he is when you have to annoy him, you can do it, right?

jay keeps standing in front of your door, debating whether to press the doorbell or not— wait. should I just barge in?— his thought process that he trashes away as soon as they skim inside his head. amidst his misery, jungwon’s named pops up on his phone—an excellent person to reach out to.

"hypothetically, what if you showed up at your friend’s place without telling them?” he asks, not giving the other boy to state his reasons for calling.

an exasperated sigh leaves jungwon’s lips— one that could blow away the entire city. “is this about yn? if yes, then hand over the notes and leave. she doesn't bite.”

“no, but—”

“seven this evening at sunoo’s place. we’re having a movie night. the last one to arrive pays for pizza,” and that's jungwon’s cue to hang up on his friend who's very much in need. a part of him wants to call back and ask about how they contrived to convince sunoo for a movie night at his place before he realized that it isn’t his precedence at the instant.

hesitantly, he presses the bell, fixing his clothes as he thought of multiple introductions— making sure they sound just as mean as always— but his thoughts cease to exist as you open the door.

“jay?” your eyes widened, hands reaching your mouth with the napkin as a soft yet raspy voice escapes your throat.

he feels a lump in his throat. your condition looks worse than expected.

.

.

.

you are staring.

you are staring so intensely, he can feel your gaze burn holes into his back. jay places his books on your table, along with the antibiotics and a few snacks he bought— he was stunned at himself for purchasing them. but it's simply another way to maintain a good impression in front of your parents, or so you suppose.

“you’re staring.” no response, his hands slide inside the pockets of his sweatshirt, a smirk escalading up his lips. “touching, i know. have you fallen yet?”

“as if,” you scoff. “i'm scared by your unforeseen generosity.”

“oh, I’m always generous—”

you cut him off. “not to me, though.”

“— to the people who deserve.”

a pause.

now, you'll be one heck of an idiot to assume you 'deserve' his generosity. i mean, yeah maybe you did, but twisting his words in your favour would be pure idiocy. you sigh, eyes meeting his amused ones. “anyway, thank you for all this.”

maybe it's better to dismiss his words and move on with your usual rivalry routine. and so you do, turning around before shuffling through the edibles he brought, making a mental note of paying him back. you anticipate hearing his footsteps fade away. however, nothing of such sort audibly reaches your ears. a repetition of your earlier words almost slips off your tongue before you notice a particular packet of chips in the plastic bag— your favourite ones, to be specific.

“how do you know about my favourite snacks?” you aren’t aware of the smile on your face and, neither is he of the one that creeps up his lips.

a chuckle emerges from his side. “that’s park jongseong and his general kindness for you.”

you roll your eyes, supressing an urge to throw something at him. “oh, fuck off.”

he snickers. “that’s not how you thank someone,”

“as if you actually deserve my gratitude and apologies,” well, that's partially a lie. he deserves a part of it, even though it's just one percent. call it a pay back for all the notes shared, all the times he had taken you to infirmary, or the one time he took the blame on himself for breaking the principal's bonsai, receiving a suspension as his punishment. you're not sure why jay did that, all you know is that you've yet to thank him for that.

as for jay, he wants to argue back. you notice him making at attempt to come up with a corny statement, only to dismiss his thoughts, staring at you with unamused eyes. the truth— he's glad. those snacks, surprisingly, are his favourite. honestly, jay planned to get you something else, maybe sunghoon's favourite, or riki's. the latter has a horrible taste when it comes to food. his primary goal was to ruin your day; however, making it a tad bit better doesn't seem half bad in itself.

“don’t die,” he mumbles, making you roll your eyes. what were you expecting— a sweet and lovely 'take care’? that's far from the jay you've known for three years now.

“no, actually, thanks. and i mean it. you know, all this stuff. parents are out and i don’t really want to step out of the house, let alone go to school a—” and suddenly, your voice morphs into a whisper as his footsteps take off towards you.

your eyes widen, lips parting as he stands in front of you, you never had a chance to watch him up this close. was he always his pretty— no, not the time. you descend your thoughts, or more as they blur into grains as he inches closer, heat rising up your cheeks as he lifts his hands up to your cheeks, ghosting them from inches away. you can feel your heart pounding insanely against your check and, all you crave for is that it isn’t audible to him.

and if his antics aren't enough, his warm breath fanning against your lips definitely push you to the edge. your eyes shut close, resisting making any eye contact. however, they flutter open as his hands rest on top of your head, ghosting it almost as quickly with a silly smile dancing on his lips.

“it's just a thread.” and, good lord, he's lucky you're sick or else you might’ve just defenestrated him out of the nearest window.

jay, on the other hand, isn’t feeling any better. was that necessary?— he wonders— making everything comically exaggerative? it's just a thread and, truthfully, he could’ve told you about it. making the situation ludicrously flustering was absolutely prosaic, yet here you both are, standing in front of each other with rose-tinted cheeks.

jay is quick to pull up a smirk, words ready to leave his mouth but, you beat him to it. “i— uh, i think you should leave,”

“oh, yeah?” he raised an eyebrow, voice dripping with the most conceiting tone ever. you wonder where he gets his confidence from, and then you remember that he's best friends with sunghoon. the silence that follows definitely gets on your nerves, unsure whether it was an urge to kick him out of kissing him senseless. jay gulps, eyes coming across the pout on your face. “you look very kissable right now.”

he whispers slow, his gaze settling on your lips as if it belongs their, as if it's the home they're been lurking for. “i have a cold, asshole,”

he smirks, hands inside his pocket as he inches away, bending down to your level. “guess i'll have to wait for you get well.”

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oh, baby!

social media AU - jay x reader x beomgyu

synopsis: working at the ever busy Hybe Bakery was not your definition of a fun summer, no matter how much you needed the money. however life seems to pick up speed with the appearance of a new, very cute, regular. but what does this mean for the crush you have on your oh-so-oblivious co-worker?

genre: non-idol/bakery!au, comedy, romance, love-triangle, light angst

status: in progress

updates: slow unless they aren’t idk what to tell u ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

taglist: CLOSED

🤍 profiles: glucose guardians | single laid ease | gold diggers

part one - #i love arm

part two - #ethereal, if u will

part three - #y/n cheater era

part four - #don’t fuck it up

part five - #the greater good

part six - #the feminine urge

part seven - #that moment when

part eight - #the ultimate emo boy move

part nine - #jungwon’s fave dumbass

part ten - #OH NO. OUR TABLE…

part eleven - #bitch

part twelve - #oh no [written]

part thirteen - #picasso got nothing on jungwon

part fourteen - #that’s a big word for y/n

part fifteen - #beomgyu, an empath

part sixteen - #friendship ended

part seventeen - #polyamory’s newest convert

part eighteen - #how oblivious can one person be? (we’re about to find out)

part nineteen - #toyed feelings [written]

part twenty - #prince charming would be proud

part twenty-one - #monkey in the middle

part twenty-two - #summer of a lifetime

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〔 𝟎𝟗:𝟐𝟔𝐩𝐦 〕 “am i really your boyfriend, y/n?”

the question is so out-of-the-blue, you nearly drop the freshly carven watermelon from your hands and into the kitchen sink. “if your name is ‘mark lee’ and you were born on august 2nd, 1999 in toronto, then yes. you really are my boyfriend,” you say from over your shoulder. “why? do you not want to be?”

“that’s not it,” he sighs, propping himself on an elbow as he stretches across the couch. “it’s just kinda hard to remember that i’m your boyfriend when you have six other guys flirting with you all the time.”

you chuckle to yourself. “since when have the dreamies been flirting with me?”

he immediately sits up and points at you. “so you’re admitting that they do!”

“that’s not what i meant, baby.” you quickly gather the fruit into a container and bring it to the living room, offering a fork to your boyfriend before sitting down beside him. “what ‘six other guys’ would you be talking about, other than them?”

“true…” he murmurs, stabbing at an innocent cube of watermelon and shoveling it in his mouth. you half-expect him to squirm in satisfaction, but he doesn’t. instead, he exhales an exasperated sigh and tosses the fork onto the coffee table. “ahhhh, i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know.“

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Football Player!Lee Jeno x Photographer!Fem!Reader

Genre: bad first impressions, forced proximity, fluff, strangers/coworkers to lovers, light angst, football!au

Warning(s): language, typical football violence, there’s a break in

WC: 35K

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Summary:

When star professional football player, Jeno Lee, “tackles” an unsuspecting photographer on the sideline of a nationally broadcast football game his reputation is put on the line. His publicist makes him cart a -mostly unwilling- photographer around to make sure he is now on a journey to win back his picture perfect image. The safety has to deal with the media and growing feeling for his grumpy social media manager as the team works towards winning their first Ace Bowl.

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You learn a lot about yourself when you get hit by 180 pounds of pure man. 

Usually, you wouldn’t have cared about the heavy weight of a man on top of you. It was preferred if you were being honest with yourself.

Of course, you weren’t usually carried off an IFL game’s sidelines after said weight gave you a concussion and broken arm.

(All of this you learned when you gained consciousness from behind the visiting team’s bench.)

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. . ҂ Enhypen as royals choosing you as their partner . . ҂

Genre: fluff!! | ot7 enhypen X reader

— Heeseung !

He saw you for the first time when he was on his walk in the town, he couldn’t take his eyes off you.

When his mother tried to arrange a marriage, you were picked as an option for marriage.

Heeseung never stopped searching for you again and again. When he saw you standing in front of him, smiling widely and doing a crusty, introducing yourself to him as a one that’s willing to marry him,

His eyes sparkled when he saw you again and agreed to marry you right away, it was love at first sight.

“Why me?” You looked deeply in his eyes, reaching to hold his hands. “I might have fallen hard for you ever since i first saw you when i was doing my regular walks” He held your waist, pulling you into a kiss.

— Jay !

Jay first saw you when he was running away from his castle at a very late hour. He wanted to take a break and sneak out for some time. You happened to sneak out from your own castle as well and you both crossed paths.

You stayed a few hours just talking and talking, laughing at each other’s jokes and getting to know each other better.

It became a habit for you both to sneak around and talk with each other and by the time pass, you were falling in love with each other.

He went and told his mother about marrying you and she was more than happy to see Jay marrying someone out of his own will.

“I’ll miss sneaking out and meeting you” He frowned a bit from the thought. “I agree, but marrying you is even better” You giggled and back-hugged him, smiling widely as he held your hands and closed his eyes.

— Jake !

You two first met when he did a mistake thinking that you were the one that he’s supposed to marry. At first, you two were bounded to marry other people, but fate has his own ways.

When you turned around to see him, he thought he was going to faint, you were too pretty in his eyes.

At one point he knew you’re not the one he was going to marry, but he made a promise to himself that he’s going to marry you no matter what.

After long discussions with his parents and your parents, you were finally allowed to marry each other happily.

“What if you weren’t mistaken at that day? Do you think we would’ve meet each other?” You hesitantly asked, holding his hands as he was back-hugging you. “Fate has its own ways, im sure our paths would’ve crossed one day, and i’m the happiest to have you.” He pecked your forehead and closed his eyes.

— Sunghoon !

You two first met at the ballroom in his castle, all the kingdoms arrived to celebrate Sunghoon’s birthday. You were being scolded by your mother for going out for a walk and Sunghoon found you fascinating.

He went to your mother and asked her if she could excuse you two. Out of shock your mother nodded her head fast and paved the way for the two of you. He suggested you’ll go on for a walk together for some minutes however, those “minutes” turned into hours and without even noticing, you spent two hours together.

Ever since this evening, he went on visits in your castle and you went to visits on his castle. Your parents already got used to his presence and so did his so when he asked you to marry him, it wasn’t a surprise to anyone, and they approved your marriage right away.

“To be honest, that night was the last time i got scolded by my mom, without you she would’ve kept scolding me 24/7” You giggled, laying your head on his shoulder. “I should be thankful for your mother for scolding you, without her im pretty sure we would be complete strangers” His giggle made you look at him and give him a short peck on his lips, leaving you two blushing mess.

— Sunoo !

Your family wasn’t a fond of Sunoo’s family at all. You two first met when your families were meeting up to discuss about something and then probably fight about it afterwards.

You and Sunoo never cared about the cold blood that was present in every member in your families, you two decided to sneak out since it was too much for you two.

You spent your time mocking your families’ hateful comments about the others and gossip about every single person in your families. It actually felt nice for the both of you when you felt that someone actually understands you.

After a while of secretly meeting each other, you grew feelings for each other and went against your families, you explained the pain each one of you feels and your families finally realized what they have done, they soon approved your marriage and opened a new page for everyone.

“I’m happy our story ended up on good terms with both sides, I don’t want to think about what would’ve happen if they didn’t approve our wedding” You quietly said but it was loud enough for Sunoo to hear. “We would’ve probably end up like romeo and juliet” he caused you two to laugh. “Stop thinking about the past, think about the present” He added and tightly hugged you.

— Jungwon !

You and Jungwon grew up together, he’s older than you by two days and your mothers are best friends.

Growing up with him was exciting, full of adventures and risks that were making your adrenaline go up. You two shared secrets that no one else knows except you, and you trust each other with your eyes closed.

As you two grew up, you realized your feelings to him were more than just ‘friends’, it was difficult for you to see him with other people, and you felt like jealousy was eating you up. You confronted him about your feelings and told him how you truly feel.

He felt the same as you and was the happiest that you finally made your feelings clear to him. Your mothers shouted out of happiness when you told them you were going to marry each other.

“It feels amazing” He suddenly blabbered. “What is?” You asked. “To marry you, who knew i’m going to marry the person who has been with me throughout my whole life? Not a lot of people get to do that you know, im one of those lucky people” He caused you to giggle and cup his face. “I’m the luckiest to have you” You quickly gave him a peck and ran to your room.

— Riki !

You two first met when you moved in his castle for a while. You parents weren’t at home and wanted you to be safe. They asked Riki’s parents- who happened to be their friends- to keep at eye on you.

You were painting the outside view and Riki was behind you, watching in amusement. You giggled when you found him behind you with his mouth wide opened, and suggested to teach him the basics of painting.

You taught him everything, everyday from morning to evening, you were spending too much time together, you grew fond of each other. You didn’t want this time to end.

When it was time for you to go, he realized his feelings and confessed right away, in front of your and his families. You gladly accepted his confession and your parents already started discussing about a marriage.

“Hey what are you—“ You wanted to surprise him from behind while he was painting but you stopped in the middle of your sentence when you saw what he was painting. “Is that me?” You softly asked. “I wanted to make that as a surprise, but yes, it is you” His face turned red, he quickly looked down but you caught him. You pecked his lips and smiled, “I love this, thank you baby”

— NOTES !

It’s been a while,, i really missed this omg

It took me about an hour to write this?? and its really late as well so if there’s any typos please forgive me.

Thank you for reading! i really appreciate it!!

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