Blessed-Cursed (teaser)

Blessed-Cursed (teaser)

Pairing: Park Sunghoon x Reader

Genre: regency au; isekai au; prince!sunghoon; princess!reader

Summary: Being Crown Princess sounds fun from a modern-day point of view, no? Wrong. Wrong on so many levels. Starting from the fact that you had fight with your hands and legs to do certain things all over to marriage. Yuck. So how do you suppose one acts when their biggest secret is revealed to someone who has the power to have you executed?

Warnings: marriage

Series: Enhypen Regency AU

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“The moon looks beautiful tonight, doesn’t it?”

You turned towards the man who had made your night.

Sunghoon was not looking at the moon. His eyes looked as if he had stolen all affection in the world and put it in his eyes.

He looked beautiful being bathed in the moonlight. His pale skin was seemingly illuminated by the moonshine, a perfect contrast to his all-black attire.

“My…” you began, your head feeling as if it was stuffed full of cotton, “My real name is y/n.” you spoke before you could realise what you just said.

He looked stunned.

Then his hold on your hand tightened as suddenly words started tumbling out past his soft lips, explaining his predicament in his family and his relationship with them.

He looked so vulnerable. You thought you looked the same way as well.

You pulled your hand back and he looked as if you had ripped his heart out of his chest. You merely pulled your gloves off your hands, threw them somewhere behind you (which had pulled out a choked laugh from him) and you raised your arms to whip the tears from his glass-like face.

He shuddered feeling your skin on his face and you shivered feeling his breath against your hands.

“I’m sorry” he let out as he enveloped you in a passionate embrace.

This, after all, was not appropriate for two people who weren’t engaged to be married.

ab muah

name: snow

pronouns: she//her

age: 20

mbti: ENFJ-T

star sign: virgo (sept)

im a multi usually, but since im just going to be writing for enha here ill just put my enha bias & bias wreckers here

bias: jay <3

bias wrecker(s): sunghoon & heesung

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I need a hero (isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?)!

Pairing: Park Sunghoon x Reader

Genre: superhero, crack, action, damsel in distress!sunghoon, alien!superhero!reader

Summary: in the middle of their New York concert, ENHYPEN's Sunghoon gets snatched right off the stage and put into a hostage situation. the situation is dire and he needs a hero to save him. Starburst to the rescue!

Word count: 683

Warnings: kidnapping, mentions of injuries, high-stress situations, anxiety, implications of rope burning

A/n: can i even be blamed for thinking of damsel in distress!sunghoon? like... hes so bbg... this fic was written in honour of my new followers as thanks <3 also writing that chivalric romance thing deffo brought back some not-so-nice memories and yes the title was inspired by "I need a hero" by Bonnie Tyler; btw, the italicized words are in Korean!

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Sunghoon was having the time of his life at the concert. He really was.

But then he got kidnapped and that wasn't really fun. It was even less fun when they tied his arms and legs so tightly he could feel his blood circulation slowly stopping.

It didn't help that apparently this was the work of one of his saesangs who hired a bunch of super powered crooks to kidnap him and take him to...

He sighed.

The boys must be worried sick... he stressed, while attempting to understand what this psychopathic woman was trying to say. He was having a hard time understanding her because she was speaking in an unsettling mix of English and broken Korean. He was sure even Jake or Jay would have a hard time understanding her.

His hands hurt. They had pulled them back behind the backrest and his muscles screamed from being in the same position for so long.

One by one, the crooks left the room leaving him alone with the saesang and he didn't have to have crazy knowledge of English to understand what she said before she left too.

"I will be back soon my love..." she whispered, her long fingers curling around his neck, before she finally left him alone.

He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding when she finally left.

Although, saying that the place he was in was a room was... a bit of a stretch. They were, after all, in the sewers of New York.

Sunghoon took a deep breath in order to calm down. That, unfortunately, didn't help much because he was in the sewers of one of the biggest cities in the world and the smell was far from pleasant.

Out of nowhere, a metallic hand clamped over his mouth making him stiffen up with panic.

He almost called out for his captors. Almost.

"Shh..." a soft voice shushed him and he slowly forced his body to uncoil, "I'm here to get you out of here" it whispered as the hand was retracting from its place against his mouth and Sunghoon took in a stuttering breath.

He could hear his captors arguing from the other side of the wall.

Slowly, he turned to face what would hopefully be his saviour and the most stupid thing he could have thought of left his mouth.

"You speak Korean?"

The woman releasing him had a faint smile on her face at his frankly idiotic question.

"I don't," she told him and he felt her hand resting between his own: right against the rope, "the technology in my armour allows people to hear their language of choice."

While the smell smoke invaded his senses, Sunghoon assessed the woman.

She was certainly one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. However, while he knew people told him he was beautiful in a princely way, this woman was beautiful in an otherworldly way. She also wore a silver suit of armour like the knights in those old western tales of chivalry.

All of a sudden, his hands fell free from their binds and Sunghoon felt like a weight fell right of his chest.

"Wow..." he awed.

The woman winked at him as she spoke;

"Stay here until I deal with those kidnappers of yours. Don't worry, Starburst's got this~!"

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Sunghoon must have passed out when she left, because the next thing he knew, he was standing in front of a shit ton of photographers, looking like shit and being unable to understand what they were saying on top of being unable to find a way out of the situation.

"Sorry boys," the voice from earlier, Starburst, Sunghoon reminded himself, "I have to ship this bad boy off to his hotel, mind giving us some space?"

What ever she had said, it made the reporters lose their mind, but then someone picked him bridal style and he was off in the air.

Well. If it had to do with saving like this, Sunghoon thought he could do with being rescued by his knight in shining armour some more.

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Mint Tea and Honey (suck)

Pairing: Nishimura Riki x Reader

Genre: soft hours, established relationship

Summary: soft hours with bf!niki, spent with drinking tea (that you don't like) and playing games

Word count: 577

Warnings: mentions of drinks, namely tea

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Riki stood at the counter staring at the two mugs full of hot liquid waiting for it to cool down. He watched the two different colours in the mugs swirling within the mugs, listening to the sound of his girlfriend’s frustrations with the game she was playing.

A particular banal cuss shook him from his reverie and made him smile.

“Always so violent,” he grinned.

“Like you’re any better!”

He giggled and hovered his hand above the rim of the mugs, checking the temperature. Seeing that they were a normal, if slightly warm, temperature he picked them up and walked into the living room to join his girlfriend on the couch.

He watched you sitting with your hands in your lap, a joystick in your hands, eyes trained on the TV screen in front of you. 

When you heard him approach, you looked at him when he entered, before returning your attention to the game in front of you.

“What’s that?” you asked, fingers rapidly hitting the controls.

Riki leaned against the couch and took in your appearance.

You were wearing one of his hoodies he’d blackmailed you into wearing, your hair fell against your face, framing it, without covering your beautiful eyes which were filled with awe of the game you were playing.

“Tea,” he responded finally.

Hearing that, you side-eyed him.

He smiled seeing your reaction and you put pause on your game before you turned to face him.

“What kind?” you asked with a suspicious look in your eye.

He grinned, ready for that question.

“Mint,” he smiled, full of teeth, “the kind you like.”

You blinked. That slow blink, when you’ve been caught off guard.

“I made myself green tea, if you want to try it?”

You made a face at the mention of any other kind of tea.

“Thanks, but no thanks. I’ll stick to mint” you picked up your mug.

You glanced at the boy next to you as you held it in your hands.

“It’s not hot.” it wasn’t a question.

“It’s not,” he repeated after you.

Your face took on that blank look that only appeared when you were surprised he did something you liked. 

With the realisation that he probably stood in front of the tea for long enough for it to have cooled down you took a sip, your ears and cheeks becoming slightly pink.

As soon as the tea reached your taste buds you froze, barely swallowing the liquid in your mouth.

“Did.” you began slowly, “Did you put honey in this?” a particular kind of contempt in your voice as you said the word honey.

His eyebrows furrowed.

“Yeah, why?”

Your lips pursed and you looked away and then back at the tea as if it had wronged you somehow.

“No reason,” you sighed and turned to him with a wonky smile, “Thanks for the tea Riki.”

Then Riki’s singular brain-cell connected the dots.

“You don’t like honey.” he gasped.

“No, I don’t” you agreed with a shrug, “How’d you figure?”

“I think your sister told me once… but I forgot” he scratched the back of his head.

You only grinned.

“I’m not surprised she told you, but seriously,” you told him as you returned your attention back to the screen and resumed the game, “It’s fine”

Then you side eyed him again and he burst out in laughter, pulling you in a hug and watching you play the game, consistently commenting on it with you.

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