too sad to dance enthusiast 🕯️
43 posts
Snghnlvr - Jo . - Tumblr Blog
come on baby, don’t say that. / park sunghoon
park sunghoon x fem reader
synopsis : you were curious whether or not your boyfriend was a possessive type so you tested it out.
includes: 1.4k words | fluff 4 sunghoon stans (aka me) , suggestive ending oohooolala | VAMP SUNGHOON | zb1 taerae appearance! | sunghoon is a menace but so is y/n… grrr possessive sunghoon … | both are simps but cuties patooties <33
extra: his part in the baby shark movie lives in my mind 24/7, i hear it everywhere anytime and it’s making me LOSE my damn sanity | the ONE fansign video of op asking questions to sunghoon about dating ggggrrrrrrr | literally last minute drabble i had , it was supposed to be posted for my birthday but studies got in the way .. ew studies…:// | en o’ clock reference⁉️
likes, comments and reposts are very appreciated <3
[below the cut]
curiosity perhaps did kill the cat.
you wore your favorite dress (also sunghoon’s favorite dress), styled your favorite into a bun with two strands on each side of your face, wore makeup to emphasize your face features and wore your favorite ruffled socks to put your loafers on.
you dolled yourself so much just for sunghoon’s attention, but on the bright side you felt pretty all dressed up.
you didn’t know what was purpose of doing this to yourself up when you didn’t have any plans.
one day, bored in your living room of both you and sunghoon’s apartment, you came across a video on your foryou page about possessive behavior in someone’s partner. it made you think about your boyfriend’s behavior; curiosity overwhelming your thoughts. you tried to imagine what your boyfriend will do if these scenarios were to happen.
so, you planned out a script - going to the movie theatre with your male friend, eating with your male friend, etc. ; literally spending a whole day with a male friend. heck, you can’t imagine doing those things with a male other than sunghoon. you don’t even have money in your wallet right now.
you’ve always known sunghoon as a quiet yet clingy type of boyfriend. he wasn’t openly expressive with his clinginess he would be subtle. even with that itself it made your heart pound like crazy. but you wanted to take a step further on how clingy he could get.
you stepped out of the room, already seeing sunghoon lying around in the living room couch with his eyes glued to the tv. his eyes immediately diverted to you, getting your loafers out in front of the door.
“where are you going?” he asked, his eyes scanning to your dressed up figure. you knew he was shamelessly checking you out. it made your heart flutter and somehow boosted up your ego. but you shouldn’t be phased by his attractive face.
he wanted to compliment you but he spoke without thinking. he wonders where your gorgeous self is going especially with that little dress you owned that he loves on your body. he wonders what was the special occasion.
you put on a soft smile while adjusting your shoes. you noticed that sunghoon stood up, eyes still checking you out and wonders how such a dress curves your body so well.
sunghoon had a small smirk with his hands on his pocket, abandoning the pillow on his lap. it flopped next to him.
you smelt sunghoon’s signature scent of musk and a blend of roses. he wore his favorite grey hoodie that was stained with his cologne. it was because you would borrow it.
now that sunghoon was in front of you, he continue to look at you as his arms slowly wrapped around your waist. that’s when you spoke. “mhm just going out.” you spoke sweetly to sunghoon but he kept you against the wall as the door was right next to the both of you but you didn’t comment. you knew he was trapping you.
“with who?” you noticed how sunghoon raised an eyebrow and how his expression slowly changed into a sad one that he wasn’t the person you’re going out with.
“just a friend of mine.” you looked up to sunghoon and noticed how your answer didn’t satisfied him so you pushed it further. “a male friend of mine.” you placed a hand on his chest, lightly playing with the strings of his hoodie.
“excuse me?” sunghoon spoke, slightly amused because usually you would hang out with your female friends.
your heart was starting to exhilarate when his voice octaves dropped. “hanbin? mark? jisung?” he started rambling of the guy friends that you had on the top of his head.
you were surprised at how many he remembered. is that a good thing?
sunghoon noticed your eyes widening so he took a deep breath and placed a soft smile that seemed a bit fake from your perspective.
“don’t go.”
what a contrast.
you almost snickered when you noticed sunghoon’s lips twitching, trying to lee his smile still but his hands wrapped around your waist, wrapped further until his hands reached his elbows. you were cold to him, close enough that your hands on his chest was the only barrier separating you two.
you found it somehow adorable to see him pouting.
you copied him. “taerae and i planned to go out and work work on our project for a while now.” you mentally apologized for using your friend’s name on the spot but you panicked to make something new on top of your head.
“where are you guys going?” you couldn’t handle sunghoon’s stare despite dating him so you looked down towards his buff chest. sometime about his stare sparked jealousy and agitated but he kept his mouth shut.
“we planned to watch a movie theatre together then a cafe and then the library.”
“alone?”
“yeah..”
you swore when you looked up at sunghoon, he was frozen, mouth apart as he was speechless. his eyes started to twitch. he then blinked at you multiple times to see if you were joking.
well, you were. but you kept a serious face on which didn’t show any sort of crackling.
“it sounds more like a date.” you can tell his whiny tone with his words, lips pouting that made you want to pinch his cheeks but you held back.
you shook his head. “why would i have a date with taerae when i can have with you?” you tilted your head, chuckling at his remark. “you’re literally my boyfriend.” you giggled lightly.
sunghoon sighed. “then don’t go. i’ll help you with the project instead, heck i’ll go to taerae instead of you.” his eyes were showing pettiness that you can’t help but lightly giggle. you saw sunghoon’s grumpy expression as he kept you close to him.
you poked at his birth mole under his eye. “boop.” were the words you let out but it didn’t phase sunghoon, keeping his grumpy expression on.
“we don’t even attend the same college hoon.” sunghoon’s eyes soften when you easily roll off his nickname out loud. he rather rolled his eyes instead.
“i have to go soon,” you looked at the clock behind sunghoon’s figure. it was 2pm. you were surprised your acting has gone this far and you’re continuing. you thought it was fun to make your boyfriend jealous.
“hoon, let go of me.” your hands flew to his triceps, surprised at how his muscle flexed against your touch. you lightly touched his muscle which broke sunghoon’s grumpy expression again.
you looked at him with an eyebrow raise, hoping he would be persuaded to let you go but he shook his head like a kid.
“come on baby, don’t say that.”
your heart beat started pounding like crazy. you were astonished at the unexpected sentence. you suddenly stared at sunghoon, how a strand of hair was covering his eye so you unconsciously moved it behind his ear, eyes watching your actions. sunghoon stared at your lips, stained with your red lipstick.
“taerae can wait another day.” sunghoon started rubbing your back with his hands, making you frozen and loosing your train of thoughts.
yeah forget taerae.
“it would be amazing to show him how beautiful my girlfriend is but i want you to myself right now baby.” sunghoon started to lean closer, his hand cupping your jaw and slowly easing your cheek with his soft fingers.
you closed your eyes and leaned against his relaxing touch. “you sound possessive park.” you were satisfied with your act, chuckling slightly at how amused you are.
sunghoon giggled as well, his deep giggle erupting in him as you felt him leaning more into you. “mhmm maybe?” he shrugged with a smile.
you opened your eyes and see sunghoon staring at you with love and affection. you can’t help but to plant a lot of kisses to his lips. you saw sunghoon staring at your lips and you predicted what was gonna happen next.
“mhmm yeah.” you smiled mischievously at sunghoon, removing his arms from your waist and turned around towards the door which showed your back to him.
maybe you’re not done yet.
but before you can open the door, sunghoon wrapped his arms once again which prevented you from not moving. your hands reached to the cold door handle but didn’t touch. his hands gripped your hips which indicated a new side of your boyfriend, park sunghoon.
sunghoon’s lips pecked your neck. “not on my watch.” his hot breath contrasted your cold skin, tickling you.
your heart paused at his actions.
you felt your boyfriend’s chest against your back, giving you instant warmth to your cold, clammy skin. his hug was very comforting and at this point you gave up with your little skit.
“possessive and back hugging me? how romantic.” you chuckled. you felt a sharp pain in the side of your neck, “ow!” you shouted in shock when it was sunghoon’s playful behavior of showing his love. you knew sunghoon had fangs and he unfortunately is abusing that characteristic of his by biting you. you rather found it his fangs adoring yet a bit hot that your boyfriend looked like an actual vampire.
you felt sunghoon’s tongue’s slowly soothing that area when he licked your pain away; like a cat. you smiled when he hugged you tighter as his face was dug into your neck as if you’ll disappear.
sunghoon abruptly stopped hugging you but rather grabbed your hand, dragging you across the hallway towards the bed that both of you live in, filled with smiles and flustered cheeks.
thank you for reading<3 hope you enjoyed!
sorry baes i’ve been busy w school for writing new one shots 😭😭😭 ill try my best to post them during christmas break!
also ur girl is finally… legal😝‼️💯💯 it was my birthday yesterday lol , i’m twinning w riki now 🙀
hello hello !! ive been stalking your page for a bit😈😈 and i absolutely love all your works. i was wondering if i could suggest a reader who’s doing competitive theatre, like going to competitions and competing with monologues and vocal stuff? if this is kinda confusing (cuz i know ppl dont rlly know what that is) i apologize😓 but if u can that would be amazing!!
oOoo this sounds interesting to write about!! i’ll try my best about competition~which member would you like to do this request for??😍
[2] love is embarrassing. / sim jaeyun
sim jaeyun x fem reader!
synopsis! : jake wants you back despite you suffering your miserable breakup.
read part one here!
includes: 3.8k words | cursing | suggestive theme | txt appearance and mark lee!! love mark | crying </3 | HAPPY ENDING LALALALALALALA | beomgyu making a move?!
extra: finally it’s here omg i’m so sorry for the delay besties | jake is such a silly goose (both good and bad | yn is angry angry | sunghoon has a good eye ;) | enjoy babes <3
likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated! <3
[below the cut]
“party tonight?”
you got a text from yeonjun. you stared at it as if it was an experiment. you were surprised indeed.
oh because you were never a party person. you avoided parties because…..
1. you didn’t like loud noise music for it can easily cause an unnecessary migraine and then ruin your night
2. you didn’t want to experience underage drinking with a bunch of kids you barely knew
3. the smell of vomit and sweaty people gave you an ick
4. people bothering you or strangers just casually making a move on you
5. overthinking that the police will somehow find out that a bunch of dumb high school students are doing illegal and sexual activities after an old woman down the street snitched on them
6. you just find being alone on a friday night with a bucket of ice cream and watching your favorite youtube videos, all snuggled up in your blanket >> parties
jake would sometimes invite you to parties that his friends would host at their expensive, large mansions that would be twenty minutes away from the city. it would be somehow isolated but never a bother to the neighbors. surprisingly, heeseung - the host would never get caught or snitched on. rumors spread that he has the best parties.
but you would reject the invitation. jake insisted as a way to enjoy youth, but you never find a reason why drinking and be around sweaty people are things to enjoy youth.
but two weeks later, you’re still a mess with that dumb breakup you had to deal with and you were asking for a change. a change to find your confidence. your own self worth. you changed your hair from blonde to black, wore different kinds of clothing to find a style that felt right, bought new skincare items, new makeup and inserted a new mindset; focusing on yourself.
not gonna lie, even if jake was acting, he was the best boyfriend you ever had compared to your past relationships. maybe that’s why you sometimes get flashbacks from your memories or wished that you were still dating him but no. you can’t do that, that’s so pathetic of you.
“you know i don’t do parties.”
“it’s at my house babe. 9pm, ten minutes away from gangnam. only inviting special people ;)”
you were thinking now, whether or not to go. you trust yeonjun with all your heart because he’s the sweetheart of the school. he would help you in english class but you were still a bit hesitant.
“i have fruit punch saved for you”
okay that’s settled. he knows you so well.
“i’ll see you there👍”
“ooo exciting, don’t look like a rat😘”
“you’re the rat🙄”
“a beautiful one💥😍”
you snickered at yeonjun, tossing your phone at the bed as you leaned back to your bed. you closed your eyes, lightly humming to make a decision. it’s only 4 hours before 9pm.
you got off your bed, grabbing your towel along the way to the bathroom.
-
“okay…” you exhaled, hands shaking as you rubbed your stomach. you feel the soft material, having an unfamiliar feeling as you felt weird… a good weird..
you were wearing a black ruffled dress. there was a rose around your hip, showing a thigh slit as it was including a mess tub top as apart of the dress. it looked perfect for a clubwear. well, yeonjun said to not look like a rat and this is what you had.
you sent a picture to yeonjun ask for help whether or not people wear these kinds of stuff. apparently they do when he replied with three fire emojis.
you slipped on platform boots that helped you gain an inch or two in your height, making you feel confident now that you’re taller.
you looked a last glance in the mirror, deciding to take last minute photos because you reassured yourself with an awkward smile, clinging onto your shoulder bag tightly.
have fun and don’t end up in someone’s bed.
you finally head out with your body scented like strawberries and cotton from your newest perfume collection.
-
yeah, you knew this was definitely not your comfort zone. the moment you left the taxi door, the sight of flashing lights and blasted music welcomed you. you noticed a few people in the lawn, talking, vomiting, heck even making out. although it was the norm, you weren’t used to it.
you can see the scene inside that was even more chaotic and you can’t imagine having fun with people all up on you.
you felt out of place but maybe you were overthinking it.
you shake off the thought and just head straight in, texting yeonjun that you’re here.
walking inside, you’re immediately greeted by mark lee from your physics class. “y/n hi!” he greeted you with his red cup, smiling at you. you muttered a hi back. “you look cute.” mark complimented your look. you blushed at the sudden appreciation comment, for how popular mark is and how hard it is to be friends with him due to his popularity.
“woah…” you mentally freaked out walking away. you tried to squeeze yourself into a little corner in hopes you see someone familiar or just eat and people watch.
you see a bunch of snacks all over the table counter. you took whatever you were craving for, kettle chips. you can’t go wrong with those.
your eyes wandered everywhere in curiosity. you’re supposed to be partying but you’re backing out, feeling like a little kid with their older sibling and their friends.
“hey!” you noticed yeonjun walking to you with a smile. your eyes trailed to the boys behind him, especially the one with a dyed mullet.
“here’s your fruit punch m’lady~” yeonjun dramatically handed your drink to you as you did a little bow, responding to his attitude. it bought laughter within the group.
“you’re y/n right? yeonjun has been talking about you to us!” your eyes looked up to see one of the tallest men you’ve ever seen in your life. it was soobin, one the people you’ve seen in the hallways.
usually you would see soobin the in the hallways with his airpods and his hood on, walking straight to class in your sophomore year (you’re a senior now). you’ve always found him intimidating and hard to approach but here he is, standing in front of you with his cheeks dimples showing. it melted you on the spot, finding him cute.
“really?” you raised an eyebrow at yeonjun in suspicion but he quickly dismisses that accusation. “i was just excited to see you because you never come to parties.” yeonjun leans into the table counter.
“hmm…” you murmured, trailing your thoughts. you placed your cup on the table after taking a sip. it is fruit punch.
he’s right about that. “just something to try.” you took a tip, eyes falling to the same mullet guy. he noticed your stare.
“parties aren’t your thing?” he suddenly looked at you, making your heart freeze whether or not he caught you looking at him.
you slowly nodded. “yeah i really don’t understand this whole,” you used your hand to demonstrate. “type of situation. if anything i’m more of a binge eating a bucket ice cream at 6pm.” you shrugged your shoulders. you heard the guy laugh which relaxed your nerves.
after he laughed, he looked at you with a soft smile. the lights reflecting on his face bought an emphasis on his features. he looked handsome in your opinion.
“so do i…”
“y/n!” you perked up. “i’m y/n.”
“i’m beomgyu.” both of you smiled at each other, bringing yeonjun and soobin to tease. “i think its our time to leave~” yeonjun interlocked arms with soobin, forbidding his goodbye as his dance suddenly jammed to the music that was playing.
surprisingly you felt comfortable being alone with beomgyu despite just meeting now.
you saw beomgyu scoot closer to you but still kept his distance to make you comfortable. you felt somehow excited to share a conversation with him.
-
“yo bro.” jay tapped jake’s shoulder, interrupting his conversation with a friend of his. jake raised an eyebrow at jay, following the direction of where his finger was pointing to.
“isn’t that y/n?” jake’s jaw slightly dropped in amusement, his head tilted to the side at the sight he was watching.
jake sees your face, filled with giggles and laughs as you talk with beomgyu. he noticed how your hair got darker. it emphasized your face features that he didn’t notice earlier during your ‘relationship’.
oh? was on his mind. he knew that you didn’t go to parties, let alone reject his invitation. so seeing you with an attractive dress on made him clench his jaw.
“she’s hot.” jake’s eyes flickered to sunghoon who’s shamelessly drinking from his cup. it was gold coming from sunghoon for he said that y/n isn’t his type.
jake rolled his eyes, moving his head towards you before his eyes did the same. his eyes were shooting daggers behind beomgyu’s head but you didn’t noticed his presence.
who is he? isn’t that beomgyu? since when beomgyu likes y/n? what’s so funny? what are they talking about? what is she laughing so much?
jake’s thoughts disappeared when he felt jay slapped his shoulder, slowly wrapping his arm around his neck. he also stared at beomgyu and you with pursed lips.
“are you thinking about y/n?”
jake bursted. “what? no! why would i think of her when she’s not my type?” jay sneered at his defensive friend. his eyes would still linger to you despite saying those words.
“stop being in denial sim. i still can’t believe that you used that dumb excuse to break up with y/n because you’re moving schools.”
jake sighed, agreeing with his friend. he’s right, jake was moving schools and he couldn’t tell you in person.
jake didn’t have the guts to say in front of you. he instead decided to make you angry instead so both of you can move on easily.
the $100 bill? jay’s wallet.
“jake,” jay spoke, leaning closer to jake’s ear when he witnessed a sad pout from his friend.
“win her back.” jake’s eyes sparkled.
-
“i really don’t like mr. kim. he’s such a pain in the ass giving us math packets each week. he should be focusing his time working out instead.” beomgyu rolled his eyes, taking a chip from your bag before munching it.
you giggled lightly with that comment because you agree with him. “i know right! he’s such a pain of an ass when it’s all due next week- which reminds me i haven’t done 5.2 yet and it’s due tonight.” you groaned at the sudden reminder, making your head hurt.
you lowered your head, already imagining the stress of doing those annoying packets.
you felt beomgyu’s hand in your hair, slowly rubbing your head which caught you off guard.
“let’s stop talking about statistics then, do you wanna dance?” beomgyu offered, looking at you with gentleness. you nodded, maybe you do need a distraction.
“i would love that.” giggles erupted from the both of you after you kept staring at him.
beomgyu grabbed your hand, leading you to a group of people dancing and the music getting louder.
your body instantly grooved to the music. even if you looked silly, you looked silly with that pretty little dress of yours. beomgyu was in front of you dancing which made him let go of his hand on yours.
for a while of constant dancing and grooving, you felt a body behind you. you assumed that it was beomgyu so you didn’t mind. it didn’t feel uncomfortable at all.
you were having fun. you were into it. well too into it.
a hand slithered around your hip, not doing anything. it was just there but it erupted a flame within you. beomgyu or not, you just hope it was a hot guy.
another hand was on your hip. both hands slowly swaying you with the music as you followed along. the guy behind you, came closer. you can smell subtle scent of cotton and musk as you kept dancing close to him. you felt him dancing along with you, keeping you close when his breath was in your ear and your back touching his chest.
you kept giggling like a little girl even though you didn’t drink. you felt like you’re drunk however.
“beomgyu you’re so good at-" you turned around and see the person you never wanted to see in your life.
after that intense song ended, a more chill song came up but it was still hyping the crowd. people started to leave the circle, leaving space between you and jake.
jake’s hand still was placed onto your hips but he didn’t dare to move it. “beomgyu?” he raised an eyebrow at you.
“what are you doing here?” you asked, staring at his eyes. whenever you talked to him, you always stare at his eyes because it was mesmerizing. unfortunately you can’t help due to the reflection of the lights onto his eyes.
your tone wasn’t full of spite but rather annoyed.
“shouldn’t i be asking you that princess?” you can’t believe he still uses that nickname on you. you hate it how it easily slips out his mouth naturally and gives you butterflies.
“i’m having fun.” you don’t know why you’re talking to him. you shouldn’t be talking to him.
“with beomgyu?” jake asked. you noticed a shift in his tone; bitter. you can see his fav features harden.
“mhm happily.” you poked a hole with a small smile, filled with venom. jake snickered, the tip of his tongue touching his lips.
“i’m leaving, you said it’s embarrassing to be with me.” you removed his hands from your hips, walking away to find beomgyu, heck even mark if he’s nearby.
“no,” jake grabbed your wrist, making your body turn to him. “let’s talk.” jake proposed. you gave him a confused stare. talk about what?
“no. i don’t want to talk to you again.” you tried to let go of his grip but he kept holding on, smirking when you seem to be struggling letting go. you knew he was stronger but eh, it was an attempt.
“jake? jake!” jake was dragging you to a nearby room, pushing people that was in his way. you noticed the surprised glances when jake was holding your wrist because of your abrupt breakup. you kept screaming, “let go!” but there was no used because one, jake gets what he wants and two, people are having fun. they could seem to less care and be in anyone’s business.
“are you fucking kidding me!?” you screamed directly at jake’s face when he pulled you into, what seems to be a guest room. jake didn’t listen as he locks the door behind him. “wow okay even the door! might as well jump off of a cliff!” you kept screaming at him because you were annoyed. you can tell he’s gonna ruin your night.
“pretty dress you got on.” his eyes scanned you up and downS “is that how beomgyu decided to talk to you?” jake stood in front of you with having the audacity to cross his arms in front of you. you scoffed at the gesture especially how pissed he sounded. he can’t be the one being pissed.
“awe, did i take your fun away from you?” jake pouted, mocking you for the lack of response.
“i’m sorry baby,” he inched closer to you but you kept glaring at him.
man fuck jake for looking this handsome.
“but, you can more fun with me. i think i’m more fun to be with instead of talking with that nerd.” jake tilted his head to the side with a sly smirk, hands creeping around your hip.
there was a loud smack, making jake speechless as he felt the throbbing of his cheek. he cursed internally at the pain.
you stood there, even surprised with your own action. you couldn’t hear the music from afar anymore, for it was replaced by your loud heart beat.
“how pathetic can you be?” you spoke. you sounded sad yet genuine because two weeks ago jake broke up with you and now it seems that he wants you back?
you keep reminding him that he only got to be with you because of a bet.
you lowered your head, sighing at the deafening silence. you decided to leave, ready to leave the party as well and cry going home.
“y/n-“ you felt jake’s hand on your wrist. you turned around, pointing straight at him.
“don’t fucking touch me!”
jake swore he got goosebumps and cold sweats when you cursed at him. he came frozen when you looked at him dead in the eyes.
jake looked at you and his gaze softened. you had angry tears ready to burst and your cheeks becoming red from vexation. jake can tell you’ve been hurting for days - how you’re trying to be strong and move on but really, you can’t.
jake was genuine in the relationship. everything that he did, was true. he cherishes you and he still loves you.
“i’m tired jake.” he can hear your desperation. “i’m tired of dealing with this. of you.” tears spilled but you didn’t let it phase you. “i don’t know why you’re here when you broke up with me! what else do you want from me? play with me more!? you don’t even love me-”
“i do!”
you felt like the world took a pause on you when you hear the words you didn’t expect to here. you felt your heart dropped at his sudden comment. you thought that you were dreaming.
“w-what?” you stuttered. you saw jake’s eyes softening, his emotion rather showing sincerity.
“fuck y/n i still love you.” jake spoke again. “even after our breakup, i still love you. think of you. care about you. everyday my heart still aches of you even though i initiated the breakup i just still can’t stop thinking of you. i regretted it. ever since i said those words to you.”
jake exhaled, his eyebrows furrowing at his words. he was processing what he just said, hoping you took it seriously.
but you were overwhelmed. you felt dizzy. you wanted to breathe and go anywhere your feet take you but not be in this room with your ex.
you shook your head, whimpering. “you don’t love me jake.” you cried. you didn’t want him to show this side of you. you walked to the door, past jake.
before you even put your hand on the cold door handle, you felt his warmth onto your body. he was hugging you from behind, tightly even burying his head into your neck. you were crying even more when the feeling of him touching you resurfaced. you missed his touch.
“i’m genuinely sorry y/n - i just had issues and i know that’s not an excuse but i wasn’t kidding when i said that i love you.” your back shivered when you hear jake’s deep voice in your ear.
you sniffled, “what issue? how big of an issue to make me hurt like this?” jake’s heart ache when he heard your voice crack while breaking down.
“i’m moving schools. i’m going back to australia.” jake finally said it. “i didn’t want to see you cry because i’m moving- i only acted that way because i’d rather let you hate me and move on quickly than to see you miserable, but i-i couldn’t handle it.” you hear jake sniffle but you were scared. you didn’t know if what he was saying was true but you can tell whether or not jake was telling the truth.
“you’re such a dickhead. why could’ve not you said it sooner?” you opened your palms and cried on them. heck, you don’t even care if people outside hear your sobs that’s not what’s important right now.
“fuck, you’re just moving schools shit i just-“ you hiccuped between your sobs, praying that your waterproof mascara and eyeliner isn’t making you look an ugly mess.
jake stood in front of you, making you feel empty when he stopped hugging you for a hot second. “y/n.” his hands lightly gripped your wrists, wanting to look at you but you persisted.
“y/n look at me.” jake softly said, trying look at you but you kept crying. he saw your lips trembling and tears streaming down your face. “y/n i still love you. everything in our relationship was real. i still want to be with you but i don’t know if you wanted long distance…” he softly whispered to you.
“you bastard!” you suddenly outburst, making jake flinched. you had your hands fly out, smacking him once again. “relationships are supposed to be a mutual thing! you’re so selfish you didn’t even ask me what i thought of it! we agreed that we should share everything to each other and you just didn’t acknowledge me- gosh! care for me my ass!” you kept scolding at jake who nodded along to your words.
“you’re right y/n i’m such a jerk..” he lowered your head, ashamed at himself. you lowered your finger that was pointing at him.
you stood still, pouting at jake. he took a glance at you, “gosh you’re still a crybaby, come here.” he opened his arms. it was tempting to hug him, to be in his arms again.
you miss him deeply. especially with that smile of his. “this bitch..” you muttered before coming straight to him.
jake hugged you tight like a delicate flower, pecking your forehead. it caused you to bury your face more into his chest, tickling him.
“i want you back y/n, please let me be with you.” jake was begging at his point to be with you. you giggled at his desperation as he was playing with your new black hair.
“sorry about your shirt,” you lifted your head, cringing at the stain. “it’s a bit messy-”
before you can continue your sentence, jake decided to kiss you. kiss you like it’s the end of the world. you felt his hands tighten on your waist and you felt out of breath when he was tilting his head to make the kiss deeper.
fuck you miss his lips.
jake misses yours, more than you can think.
jake pulled away, staring at your eyes with affection and love. “i love you.” he leaned closer to you again. you smiled at him, arms wrapping around his neck, massaging his head. “i love you too.” you kissed him back.
you were focused on the kiss, on jake. you didn’t care about anyone else but him, his body pressed on you.
both of your bodies bounced on the bed behind you. both of you giggled in the kiss as jake was craving more.
-
you woke up from your phone alarm. your head was throbbing at the sudden noise from your phone. you shut it off, groaning and stretching in your bed.
no, you and jake didn’t do the deed. rather he offered to take you home in his car. he dropped you off home and even walked you to the door, your parents surprised at the sudden appearance of him and you together.
you got a text message from jake, making your heart jump,
“so my parents told me we aren’t moving anymore…”
-
@yizhoutv
istg if y'all start sexualizing niki now that he's legally an adult I'm coming for you holding daggers and tasers
if i see smth im coming and dw I won't be on anon
Riki smut
If you're gonna write smut for Riki as disrespectfully as possible stfu and s1it. It's weird ash and then the people defending that cherry mf or wtv their name is by saying "Oh people were waiting for sunoo and jungwon 🥺🥺" to excuse the fact that someone said they're going to write a fucking sex story about someone who was literally a child yesterday are also WEIRD ASH... Like that is genuinely shady asf. It doesn't matter how old you are idc if you're younger than Riki, or older than him, stop being weird and learn human decency. People like this are the reason why idols hate their own fans. 🤦♀️🤦♀️
hiii can I request a hurt w comfort exes to lovers oneshot/2shot of riki??
yess!! in honor of riki’s birthday (happy birthday twin😋) here you go!! thank you for the request my love <33
keep you like an oath. / nishimura riki
synopsis: miscommunication got in the way.
includes : 1.3k words | cursing
extra : man it’s the way i imagined riki actually crying made me 1000x sad | haerin appearance! | school rumors suck :// | extra crying lol | yn is trying man :/ | im sorry if it doesn’t sound good :( i was rushing because i wanted to post on riki’s day :D | happy birthday riki <3
likes, comments and reposts are very much appreciated <3
[below the cut]
tired is all you can describe this heart-wrenching feeling.
your 7 month relationship had to come to an end with riki because of a miscommunication.
you’re tired of arguing with your boyfriend every time you’re with him. the innocent-puppy relationship during the beginning of your relationship had turn into nothing but toxicity and lost.
there was a rumor that riki had been cheating on you by kang haerin, another popular girl in your school. riki and haerin have art class together, seated next to each other and people in that class always have shipped them together because of how much joy they look like talking to each other. a good looking person and another good looking person together made you insecure. everyone loves haerin, more than they love you but that’s irrelevant.
both of them would talk, giggle, crack jokes, etc. everyday. people might actually mistake them two for dating.
the rumors that was kept only inside the art classroom have spread to the whole school.
the first time you confronted riki about it, he dismisses it.
“she’s just a friend babe.”
he distracted you with kisses which didn’t fully satisfied you but you let it go. you warned him as he nodded carelessly. riki took you out on an after-school date. to your favorite cafe and even paid for your favorite drink.
that day which made you forget the whole situation.
the second time, “did you see how close haerin was to riki together? if she scooted closer to you, their bodies are literally compressed.”
you turned to riki again with an upset attitude. riki defended himself saying that, “the teacher chose us to be models for today’s class. it was for reference, i wasn’t even touching her.”
that broken feeling still lingers from that day when you stared at him with angry, teared eyes. you couldn’t believe whether or not that you expected to hear more reassurance
or just plainly believe him.
riki didn’t look confident in that answer, he just wanted to say something so you can change the topic. you did change the topic, giving up. you didn’t want to bicker. riki walked you home from school, pretending nothing happened as you held holds together.
as days passed, it got worse. the rumors got worse, saying that they deserve to date each other — to say that riki should break up with you. haerin will be the better girlfriend.
you couldn’t handle that. you didn’t want to continue hearing rumors about riki with another girl. if he wanted to be with another girl, he could’ve broken up with you first so you wouldn’t be cheated on.
you didn’t get it, were you good enough?
you remembered being in the parking lot at night with riki, creating awkward distance between each other. riki stood there, looking down at his feet and hands in his pocket. the wind was making his hair messy as his expression felt empty. the lights reflected a sad expression on his face, making your heart heavy.
you took a glimpse at him, having an overwhelming emotion on your chest. you didn’t want to do this- you didn’t imagine this would occur but this was for the best.
“let’s break up.”
riki’s ears perked up at your words. staring at you with disbelief, utterly speechless. you didn’t look at him, feeling ashamed with yourself. you can’t look at him. you just can’t.
riki’s heart was beating fast, his thoughts spurred all over the place. he didn’t know what to say but all he can hear is his heart crack.
then anger took over. “is it about haerin?”
it was your turn to be speechless at him. you saw that riki’s eyes were piercing at yours with a cold-hearted expression. his jaw clenched and you scoffed at that.
“i never mentioned haerin.” you tried to maintain eye contact with riki who snickered.
“well why else would you break with me?” riki’s jaw soften when he started to see your teary eyes. you didn’t want to cry. you wanted to call it off and leave. you didn’t want to show your vulnerability for your scared that riki would dismissed it and pretended like nothing happened.
“i-i just can’t handle it. i just feel like our relationship isn’t sincere.”
riki’s head hung low, secretly agreeing with you. you covered your mouth with your sleeve as you look away from him, tears finally spilling. you wanted to scream and sob but you prevented yourself from doing so.
riki noticed it too. the amount of times you pass by him in the hallways without finding him and lack of conversations with him, he felt it too. but he didn’t want to say anything. he didn’t want to believe that your relationship was changing. he didn’t want to let you go.
riki can’t imagine being with someone else. you being with someone else. he can just feel the connection both of you have.
does he now?
it’s been a week since that happened. you hadn’t appeared in school. you didn’t want to face riki in the hallways or in your classes. also you wanted to stop hearing “haerin x riki kissing in a tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g” every time you walk out of your class. you would become angrier at those childish remarks.
you lost weight, lost appetite, lost motivation to continue with your life. call you dramatic but you believed that riki changed you into a better person. the times where he would look for you in a room, you would hold his pinky finger in crowds so you won’t lose him, his body leaning to you whenever he laughs and you sharing your desserts with him after school. it was genuine. you knew how genuine both of you were in the relationship. commitment.
it just lost its spark.
is this what it meant: right person, wrong time?
you decided to visit the park both of you always visited whenever he dropped you home from school. already tears were spilling when you suddenly recalled the both of you sitting in a bench together under a tree. you can still hear your laughters combined together.
you exhaled shakily, walking slowly to the bench. you sat down and it instantly feels colder - more emptier. you looked to your side, riki’s seat. you wish he was here with you, comforting you.
you can’t move on from him. not yet.
“y/n?”
your ears perked and your head immediately looked up to see a surprised riki in front of you, coming back from school.
you immediately picked yourself up. you were not looking at him as you were trying to leave him but riki beat you to it when he lightly gripped your wrist.
his touch immediately made you pause. you missed his touch, the feeling of him. he noticed that you stopped so he loosened his grip.
you turned around and see his doe-like eyes looking at yours. it was nothing but sadness and exhaustion. you felt crying on the spot to see riki like that.
there was nothing but silence. tension increased as you both of you kept staring at each other. unspoken words being exchanged.
“i’m sorry.” riki spoke first. you were still silent, thinking of what to say but riki continue, fixing his posture. “i’m sorry y/n, i-i was such a jerk to you. i was being inconsiderate of your feelings. i was stressed about shit that i took the anger out on you. i don’t even like haerin, god haerin isn’t my fucking type. you’re my type, it’s you- i think of you when i wake up and when i go to sleep- i can’t stop thinking of you, i-i just miss you so fucking much it’s-“
riki kept rambling, not caring if it made sense or not. every second that he looks at you, he kept pouring his feelings to you. you were in front of him so he took the chance to apologize to you and let him spill his true feelings about you.
you stopped him, rubbing his wrists with your thumbs. you were smiling at his words as riki was captivated by your beauty. “slow down…” you reminded him. riki then realized that his chest hurt from speaking too fast.
god he misses your voice. he almost cries at the sound of your voice.
“i’m so sorry y/n, i really don’t deserve you.” riki’s tears were also visible, his voice whining as he tried intertwining his hands to yours. your eyes looked at the way his hands tried to go for yours. it looked perfect. a perfect puzzle piece.
“you’re all i want.”
those were the words that you wanted to hear from riki. you took a step forward to him. you realized how much of mess he is, just like you. you tippy toed as your arms moved around his neck as your head was buried to the crook of his neck.
riki immediately hugged you back. his arms moved to your waist, almost crushing you as his head moved to your neck, inhaling your scent. he closed his eyes, in a state of relaxation and comfort when he’s in your arms again.
birthday cake. / park sunghoon
synopsis : you noticed that your neighbor is alone on his birthday.
includes : 720 words | fluff | strangers to friends??
extra : damn this is the shortest drabble i have written lol | supportive mother ;) | this is very rushed sunghoon drabble because i wanna post for his birthday lol (happy birthday bf<3) | i don’t expect much tbh ….lol enjoy :3
likes, comments, and reposts are very much appreciated <3
[below the cut]
your neighbor is alone for his birthday.
your head leaning onto your window frame, you stared at the boy on his desk doing homework.
it was night time, the air outside bought a cold feeling to your skin despite wearing a pajama set. even if clothes, you’re still shivering like a cat. but nothing defeats the feeling than being alone for your birthday. you felt utterly bad.
your parents started off your day by saying, “it’s sunghoon’s birthday today. sohee’s son.” your dad tossed you milk for your cereal. you muttered a thanks before familiarizing yourself who sunghoon is.
sunghoon moved into your neighborhood in the summer of this year. the first time your parents and yourself greeted him, you can’t deny that his looks definitely caught your eye. you agree that he’s hella attractive.
he looked nerdy with glasses on and was (still is) undoubtedly quiet. but as time passed on, you sometimes would have the opportunity to say hi and good mornings on the bus stop, on the way to school. sunghoon would reply back before moving his eyes to his phone. his social battery easily gets drained. you would later found out when your mother told you from the talks her and sohee would have.
both of you went to different schools so you wonder how’s he’s doing since he moved.
so technically you’re friends but you don’t think sunghoon knows that.
you stared at the disappointment in front of you. you pursed your lips together with your arms crossed as you wonder what kind of homework he’s working on. or better yet, thinking.
isn’t he supposed to be celebrating? what is this loser (respectively) doing homework for?
“staring at the boy?”
you jumped, almost screaming out loud at the sudden voice by your door. you swore that your heart tried to break free out of your rib cage.
you recognized that it was your mom’s but it felt like it was from a line out of a movie - where it’s the last moments of death.
you turned around with an annoyed expression. your mom grinned slyly with a fruit bowl in her hand. she settled the bowl in your desk as you happily skipped over, grabbing the fork that stabbed a strawberry and deliciously consume the sweetness and freshness.
“i wasn’t staring..” you muttered, finishing your strawberry. “i’m curious as to why he’s not celebrating when it’s his birthday.” you stabbed whatever you wanted to eat next: a grape.
“sunghoon?” your mom asked. you nodded, slipping a chair in to relax. “i believe his parents went out for a business trip.”
your eyes bulged out, even feeling more pity that his parents weren’t here for his birthday. “wait really?” you were genuinely surprised. “what about his friends? doesn’t he have any with that look of his?” your tone became bitter towards the end.
your mom shrugged, not knowing as well. “i think we still have cake from last night that hasn’t been eaten yet.” your mom gave you an idea.
“the paris baguette one?” your mom nodded. “share some with sunghoon.” your mother smiled before leaving your room.
-
you arrived at the doorstep of sunghoon’s home with an uneaten paris baguette cake that came with plates, knives and forks, candles and a match. you were kind of nervous because this might be the first time interacting with sunghoon.
your heart was beating out of nervousness that you might just drop the cake and hide in the bushes to see if sunghoon would take it without hesitation. but that’s just dumb-
your thoughts disappeared when the door opened and you saw sunghoon still in his school uniform. his eyes also widened, intrigued to see you with a cake in your hands. well, especially you.
“uh..” you looked down at sunghoon, admiring how he looked good in his uniform before looking up at him. he was blinking, waiting for a response.
sunghoon noticed your stare. he heard whisper to yourself, “you’re tall…” and he then realized how short you are when he looked down on you. “you’re short.” he bluntly replied.
“w-what?” your heart stammered when you heard him, looking at him dumbfounded. he tilted his head to the side, raising an eyebrow like a cocky person. acting like he didn’t say anything.
then you cleared your throat.
“wanna help me finish this cake?” you mentally palmed yourself at your own words that just randomly spilled out on its own.
sunghoon’s lips curled up, almost like a smile at your words. your heart felt lighter at his reaction. he looked at you, nodded. “yeah.” he invited you inside his home, making you excited to share the cake.
this week , i believe tomorrow , part two of love is embarrassing will be uploaded!! 😆😆
6:28 pm. / yang jungwon
yang jungwon x fem!reader
synopsis: jungwon can’t stop kissing you!
includes: 1.5k words | FLUFFY FLUFF | jungwon is a simp | so is the reader so who’s at fault? | tooth rotting scenario that makes me cry about my single life | lots of kissing but i hope you can tell lol | jungwon in a tuxedo? plz sign me up!!
extra: this was supposed to be a short drabble but i think i got carried away .. | jungwon is bias wrecking me help me | i can imagine jungwon doing this to his partner and it dreads me | thank you taylor swift for motivating me to do this instead of my homework rn <3 | someone pls agree that jungwon is taylor swift coded - he’s written by a woman!!!
likes, comments and reposts are appreciated! <3
[below the cut]
i want to wear his initials on a chain ‘round my neck not because he owns me cuz he really knows me, which is more than they can say.
“jungwon!” you called out to him, holding a necklace that had his initials in it.
after jungwon fixed his tie, his figure approached to you immediately when you called out to him.
you’ve been trying to put your favorite necklace for the past five minutes and you realized it’s been almost time for prom in your high school.so you were rushing.
jungwon actually decided to match with you, sending you pinterest inspo when texting you, “us?🥰”. he never failed to make you blush in public. you had to immediately hide your phone from your teacher, putting your hand on your mouth to prevent a smile from being noticed.
jungwon picked a dark, emerald green dress on you since green is his favorite color on you, especially his green sweater. you chose a regular suit on him, but his tie would have the same emerald color. he thought it was the best choice, yet you were happy with the results.
when jungwon picked you up from your house with a bouquet of your favorite flowers, you were in awe. he looked really good in a tuxedo that you can’t believe that he’s your boyfriend.
you’re were so mesmerized.
he looked godly charismatic because it emphasized his body well, his golden skin radiating under your door light and his perfect middle part presented to you. you can still see his natural curly hair at the ends but it made you fall in love. jungwon looked so mature that you wonder if this is how he will look like in a couple of years.
after staring at jungwon, you felt your legs getting jelly.
you were starstruck at his appreciation that you felt like crying but before you do so, you hugged him tightly with your arms around his neck.
you heard jungwon chuckling, imagining his whisker dimples appearing as he stumbled at your sudden action. his hands immediately flew to your waist incase you would trip.
when jungwon arrived to your house, he was really nervous. he thought he will be a stuttering mess when he sees you, imagining your beauty in front of him, him only. his heart was beating so fast, that he thought he will get a heart attack. he took a deep breath and rubbed his chest to ease his anxiety. you opened the door and he felt like a mess. you were shining - glowing - twinkling like a jewel.
you greeted him with a smile as usual and he almost fell down like those cartoons when the male lead faints, but thank the heavens you grabbed him before he could do so.
your parents behind you captured the moment with their phones behind the wall of the door entrance. jungwon waved to your parents, shooting them a small smile as they gladly did the same. their hearts were warmed at the sight they were witnessing.
jungwon pressed his head to the crook of your neck, taking a whiff of your body wash; a combination of cherry blossoms and blueberries. he closed his eyes for a moment before pecking your neck. it slightly tickled you.
he removed himself, still holding you by the waist. he looked down at you with a smile, “hi my pretty girlfriend.” his dimple couldn’t help themselves from showing.
you couldn’t stop smiling at his cuteness. “hi my boyfriend.” you replied back with a cheeky grin. jungwon thought you were too gorgeous. he leaned down to steal a peck, maybe three pecks. making you frozen and hoping that your parents didn’t witness that.
now here you are in the hallways, where both of you didn’t show yourself in front of others yet. you can hear the faded music but you weren’t close to the entrance where people could easily spot you; more like both of you were at the exit.
you stood in front of a circular mirror. you wanted to present yourself, jungwon didn’t mind how long you were gonna take. as long as he’s with you, he couldn’t ask for more.
your frustration didn’t help you in putting on your necklace and you felt getting sweaty from the stress, so you called your lovely boyfriend who has been inspecting the decorations all over the halls with his hands in his pockets and his boba-like eyes wandering around. you find the situation very adorable.
jungwon noticed it what you were asking for even if you verbally didn’t say it. he took your necklace, realizing that it had his initials and he smirked at your wise choice.
you looked in the mirror, seeing your boyfriend easily towering behind you and it made your heart shake. you moved your hair to one side so he can easily put it on.
jungwon slowly opened the chain as you eye his every action. you kept getting distracted by him that it was making you insane.
jungwon took a step closer to you, putting the necklace in front of you. you held your breath when the gold touched your skin.
jungwon was so attentive in making sure that the adjustment was making you comfortable. “is that alright?” he suddenly whispered, making your neck get goosebumps not from his breath but his deep voice.
you nodded and whispered, “yeah that’s fine.” you smiled at him. he couldn’t see you across the mirror but he felt it in your tone.
“done.” jungwon smiled proudly with his dimples. you exhaled as you were touching his initials on your neck, proudly displaying.
jungwon swore that you looked extra attractive.
“you’re so beautiful y/n.” jungwon suddenly wrapped his arms around your waist, hugging you tightly as he kept his head in your neck just like earlier. it felt perfect like a puzzle piece.
you chuckled at his sudden touchiness. “and you are handsome too, jungwon.” you put your hands on where his hands were on your waist, slowly rocking side to side.
“jungwon that tickles!” you pulled away slightly when you felt his kisses on the side of your neck. jungwon pouted when you pulled away.
“awe i can’t kiss my princess anymore?” you rolled your eyes at his childness. “you know what i meant.” you eyed him at the mirror.
jungwon shook his head, making his hair do a little bounce. he pulled you back in which you easily obliged. he continued planting little pecks, sometimes longer on your neck. your stomach was tingling at his lips touching your skin and the noises made your heart flutter.
you love his kisses.
you looked at the mirror at what was happening. you bit your lip at the attractive scene like it’s a manhwa. your breath was getting heavier each second has passed.
“alright you’re having too much fun now.” you removed his hands from your waist and turned around, your back pressed against your mirror. you fiddled with jungwon’s fingers.
you were about to say something, along the lines of, “let’s go” but jungwon kept staring at you with an affectionate face with his head tilted to the side, not caring about what you were saying. he was gonna to continue.
his lips were pressed into yours once again, making your legs feel like jelly. jungwon held your waist to keep you still as your arms slowly made way towards his neck to make the kiss deeper.
kissing before prom wasn’t apart of your bucket list but you didn’t mind it.
jungwon let go, leaning his forehead against you as he stared at you.
you giggled at his lips, it’s now stained in your lipstick. “now your lips are stained.” you tried wiping your lipstick from his lips with your fingers but jungwon didn’t care. he didn’t care how filthy or disgusting comments he would get from getting lipstick stains from you. as long as it was from you, he couldn’t careless. maybe that’s why you love your boyfriend a little too much heh
“you’re so touchy today, i wonder why..” you asked, eyes focused on his lips. you were making sure the lipstick was fully removed but you can’t tell if that’s his natural lip color; being swollen from your kiss or your lipstick.
jungwon tapped his fingers on your hips, slightly gripping them. “because i have the most beautiful girl in front of me.” he smile with a smug that made you laugh lightly. “mhm couldn’t help myself.” he looked proud acting like a prince.
“stop it jungwon, you gonna make me a mess before we take a step inside.” you jokingly pressed your hands against your cheeks, lightly tapping them to indicate your blushing.
jungwon smiled, staring at you with shining eyes as he grabbed your hand from your cheek, intertwining with his and pressed them against his cheek.
your lips were slightly open as it caught you off guard but you smiled from ear to ear when he pecked your hand, staring at you. his eyes were smiling.
“i love you y/n.” jungwon whispered against your lips. “i love you too.” you didn’t hesitant to reply, pecking him one more time before finally fixing yourselves to go inside of your school’s auditorium.
“hey what took so long!?” your classmate heeseung noticed the both of you at the entrance, his voice slightly irritated because both of you said 7:00pm. it was currently 7:30pm.
both of you blushed and looked away.
TAKE A CHANCE WITH ME TWO WAS SO GOOD IM KICKING MY FEET AND GIGGLING
I LOVE YOU???
making that masterlist was a pain in the ass
𝐚 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥. ꩜⋆ 。⋆୨୧˚
welcome to my masterlist ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗
enhypen
ateez
jungkook
(i also take requests for zb1, xikers and the maknae line for bts!)
so if love is nothing more than just a waste of your time, waste it on me. 🎸⋆⭒˚。⋆
• jeon jungkook
remember what I said. i won't let go of your hand. i promise you 𐙚˙✧˖°📷 ༘ ⋆。 ˚ eight makes one team! ꩜⋆ 。⋆୨୧˚
• kim hongjoong
• park seonghwa
• kang yeosang
• jung yunho
• choi san
• song mingi
• jung wooyoung
• choi jongho
• ot8
here, come inside the castle. take everything. ⋆ ˚。⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚。⋆
a = angst , f = fluff , s = suggestive , c = comfort
HEESEUNG ✮⋆˙
001 sign me up (a,f)
JAY ✮⋆˙
JAKE ✮⋆˙
001 love is embarrassing (a)
• part two (a,f)
002 dog whisperer (f)
003 hope they caught us (s,f)
SUNGHOON ✮⋆˙
001 take a chance with me (a)
• part two (a,f,c)
002 birthday cake (f)
003 come baby, don’t say that (f,s)
004 don't test me (f)
005 9:41pm (f,c)
SUNOO ✮⋆˙
001 you love me (a, s)
JUNGWON ✮⋆˙
001 6:28pm (f)
002 there’s a side that you don’t know (f,s)
NI-KI ✮⋆˙
001 keep you like an oath (a,c)
002 delicate (f)
7 ♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧⋆⭒˚。⋆
[2] 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞. / park sunghoon
park sunghoon x fem reader!
synopsis : you’re in a crisis whether or not to avoid sunghoon forever after your indirect confession backfired, however sunghoon wants to know why you’re ignoring him. you realized that you can’t avoid him for the rest of your life.
here’s part one of take a chance with me!
includes : 2.1k words | cursing | jake and yunjin makes an appearance!! | angst to comfort to fluff !! | happy ending :3
extra : i didn’t expect so much love part one received T-T thank you so much for supporting it <3 | yn is me when i deal with a messy situation :// | sunghoon is touchy?? | both of them are a blushing mess lol | KISSING | i’m sorry if part two isn’t up to your expectations T-T
likes, comments, and reposts are very much appreciated <3
[below the cut]
“you like sunghoon!?” your best friend, yunjin shrieked. her eyes were wide and her mouth opened, leaning back in shock as both of you are sitting in your bed.
you nodded disappointedly, holding a pillow on your lap.
after what happened last week, you decided to share the news to your best friend, yunjin because one, you needed to rant to someone and two, you’re comfortable around her as she’s open minded with a lot of things - especially with boys.
“you mean, the park sunghoon?” she emphasized each other, leaning closer to you with each other and scanning you as if you’re lying.
you nodded once again. “alright yunjin, share it with the whole world!” you rolled your eyes with her as yunjin leaned back again, nibbling her lip. she was thinking of something to solve the situation you’re dealing with because heck she didn’t know how to fix this one.
“argh!” you groaned, laying down in your bed as you covered yourself in your fluffy blanket. you closed your eyes for a few seconds, trying to collect yourself and not rethink about last week.
yunjin just stared at you, eyes wandering all over your room. “well,” she started.
“sunghoon doesn’t know that it was you sending letters.”
you removed the blanket from your face, pouting at yunjin because she does have a point.
“but he said that he hates people sending him letters!” you shouted, once again putting the blanket over your head.
yunjin believes that you’re acting like a little girl. and you would think yourself too.
“but he doesn’t know that it’s you!”
“but he said it himself!”
at this point you kept arguing with yunjin, back and forth, screaming at each other’s faces. there was no solution except talking it out but you’re blushing at the thought of talking to him. you can’t bring yourself to talk to sunghoon, it’s just embarrassing.
-
[now playing… take a chance with me by NIKI]
in the end, we only regret the chances we didn’t take.
you looked out the window as it’s a free period from your class schedule. it was cleaning period so all of your classmates are all over the place. you leaned down with your arms planted down on the window. your eyes were scattering at the outside view from your building.
the faded music from your classroom that was played from your classmates, did not help you in moving on from park sunghoon, if anything it made yoh regret everything, even your rejected letters.
your eyes were following each snowflake in a way to stay awake. your tired eyes were starting to shut off due to your classes that were stressing you out. you were also mentally drained from thinking about sunghoon and what to do.
do you continue being friends with him after he indirectly broke your heart or just flatly avoid him like a coward you are? both of them doesn’t solve anything.
you heard sudden screaming from down the hall. your eyes shifted from the view to whatever commotion was happening. it was getting crowded by girls so you didn’t know that was happening.
you kept peeking at whatever was happening. you were curious of it.
your heart paused when you caught a glimpse of sunghoon.
after the news spread like rapid fire that sunghoon won #1st place in his competition, sunghoon’s popularity rose. girls started to like him more and people wanted to be friends with him. it worsen your chances of liking sunghoon.
you noticed sunghoon’s cheek dimples when girls started mini conversations with him especially complimenting him and giving him gifts as a way to congratulate him in getting #1st place.
you smiled at the sight, feeling bitter as the feelings you felt last week were reoccurring. you miss that smile of his.
maybe it is time to move on.
as you were standing up, grabbing the broom next to you to sweep up the dust on the floor, sunghoon finally noticed you.
he’s been wanting to talk to you, heck, even see you but you weren’t in his sight. even when in class, usually you would try to steal glances (yes sunghoon knew about it but didn’t say anything) across the room but now, you just focused on the work in front of you. not even sparing a glance at him.
he observed you, assuming, are you ignoring me? he even pouted when you just left class, walking past him when his eyes were planted to yours, trying to make you look at him.
and now he has this opportunity in front of him. you weren’t busy nor occupied with someone. he quickly apologized to the girls, saying that he has somewhere to go.
he tried to leave the scene, making sure he isn’t pushing anyone and tries to jog towards you with your back faced towards him.
“y/n!”
you froze, recognizing the voice that was calling to you.
you turned around like a deer caught in headlights. you saw sunghoon breathing heavily, “hey..” he smiled upon looking at you.
you didn’t smile back, as you were shocked. you never expected a situation like this, not in public.
so you ran. you ran away away from him like the freak you are.
sunghoon was confused, standing still for a few seconds before his body moved to his own accord. he started chase after you. he was right about his assumption,
you were avoiding him.
that drove him motivation to more to run after you.
sunghoon noticed that you would walk the other direction if he approached you or look away if spared a glance at you. he wanted to know why. he wanted to know what’s wrong even if he didn’t do anything.
you didn’t know why your tears started falling after you made eye contact with sunghoon. your past emotions were resurfacing and you didn’t want to see sunghoon witness your pathetic side.
you wanted to run away and hide from sunghoon.
you didn’t know where you were going.
your legs soon gave up and you ended up in the school’s backyard. you were by yourself which was a good thing because no one will have to see you cry.
you were shivering like crazy because yeah, you just ran away towards outside when it’s snowing and you have nothing but a skirt (your school had heaters so you don’t feel cold once you enter) and a cardigan.
so smart y/n…
you were panting like crazy as if you ran 8 miles. you placed a hand on the wall to catch your breath.
“y/n..” a voice trailed behind you, also panting.
fucking park, did you follow me?
you turned around to see sunghoon with his messy hair and his messed up uniform. you noticed that he had a messy collar from running. you know you can’t run away from this situation.
“why..” you muttered at him with glossy eyes. you were undoubtedly confused as to why he followed you.
sunghoon slowly walked towards you and you noticed that he was holding his long coat in his arms. you looked back at him with hurt visible on his expression.
“why are you avoiding me?”
you were at a loss of words at the sudden confrontation. your heart was beating like crazy and you curse at yourself as to why you can’t form a single sentence. geez you might believe that sunghoon probably hates you.
“um..” come on y/n think!
sunghoon was staring at you, expecting a response but as he saw you shivering like a dog, he approached to you with his coat. he stood in front of you which didn’t help yourself form words.
he wrapped it around your body, sending electric shocks in your body from his fingers touching your shoulders. you slowly looked up at sunghoon as he made sure to cover every inch of your body with his coat, even if it’s touching the floor.
“whatever i did,” sunghoon was fixing the collar as you kept staring at him with a sad smile. “i’m sorry.” he finally looked at you. your eyes started to swell up with tears like a crybaby.
you looked down so sunghoon wouldn’t see your tears falling. “you don’t understand,” you whispered. “you hate people like me.” you swore that your voice cracked.
sunghoon tilted his head at that assumption. “who told you that?” he tried lowering his head to look at you. “i would never hate you.” he softly said, hands slowly placed onto your shoulders, gently massaging them to ease you.
“whoever said that is a bitch.” you chuckled at sunghoon’s words. how ironic.
“i guess you’re a bitch.” you looked up to him with a slight, amused smile. his eyebrows quirked at your words. you looked at him and noticed the snowflakes on his hair. you wanted to remove them but you held back.
“what do you mean? have i said anything?” you can hear the genuineness in his tone. you can’t be mad at him forever, it’s not even his fault.
“those love letters,” you decided to just spill it out. “do you why they’re gone? why you’re not receiving them?” you didn’t expect a response. “because they were from me sunghoon. i wrote the letters to you.”
now it was sunghoon’s turn to be frozen. his hands stopped massaging you, his lips puffed out air in shock, and his eyes are slightly wide. you couldn’t handle his stare so you sniffled, looking down.
you expected a disgusted look from sunghoon and let him reject you. what you didn’t expect is that, it didn’t happen. your imagination became false when you felt his lips onto yours.
you felt like time stopped. your eyes were wide in shock and your body became still. you felt sunghoon’s fingers slowly reach your waist, digging into them to be closer to you.
his eyes were close and his lips were slowly moving, hesitant to continue. your eyes were slowly closing as you realized that sunghoon is indeed kissing you.
you can hear your rapid heartbeat echoing in your head and you stopped crying. you can imagine yourself a blushing mess and your thoughts are all over the place.
the park sunghoon is kissing me.
sunghoon let go (unfortunately) and looked at you while you were processing at what happened. sunghoon saw your cheeks becoming more red but didn’t comment about it. he instead, fixed your hair strands from your face and put them behind your ear. he noticed a snowflake falling onto your nose. he wanted to kiss it but he controlled himself.
“i’m sorry. i didn’t know it were yours.” sunghoon’s hand slowly reached to the side of your face, his thumb staying at your tear stained cheek as he gently rubbed your skin. you leaned towards his soft touch. “fuck y/n i really am sorry.” he apologized once again, feeling utterly terrible.
“i only said that because i like you. i only said that bullshit because i’m in love with you, not anyone else. i didn’t want anyone else but you.” you were at a loss of words.
“i like the way you help others before yourself, how passionate you look like talking about the things you like, how you look so focused on the classes i don’t even like, the cookies you baked for the class, i liked them. i liked every bite of them. i like your eyes, your hair, your voice-” your eyes dilated at the sudden confession sunghoon is making about you as he starts looking at the ground because he can’t look at you in the eyes when he’s confessing his love for you.
“shit i-i didn’t know it was yours, i didn’t mean to hurt you last week-“ sunghoon was rambling whatever what was coming on top of his head. he wanted to ramble to show how regretful he is.
“hey,” you softly spoke, catching sunghoon’s attention. he looked at you with sadness and disappointment, especially in himself. he doesn’t deserve a girl like you. you just smiled at him as he was wondering why you aren’t punching him in the face.
well, you did call him a bitch…
“you didn’t know it was from me, it’s only natural to react like that. i became an idiot and didn’t talk to you about the letters, i was just a coward because i was scared to be rejected by you.” you chuckled at yourself, shivering at the cold despite being covered by sunghoon’s coat.
sunghoon noticed and pulled the coat tighter on you. he even buttoned you up so the snow won’t touch your clothes. you can’t help but feel warm on the inside. “yeah an idiot for running without a jacket.” he replied, pouting at your stubbornness.
“i’m assuming that you threw them away?” you asked sunghoon as he guilty looked away. you weren’t mad at him, for he didn’t know. “i’ll start writing them again.” you said confidently. you didn’t know where your boldness was coming from.
sunghoon looked at you with sparks on his eyes. “but on one condition.” you suddenly said, using your index finger.
“mhm go on i’m listening.” sunghoon stared at you with a loving gaze and his hands wrapped around your waist and you suddenly can’t speak.
is this his way of flirting?
abruptly, you stood on your tippy toes and pecked his lips. sunghoon was caught off guard when he felt your lips on him. you looked at him innocently when his lips were ajar. you smiled cheekily at him.
“shit y/n,” he pressed his chest with his palm. “you can’t do stuff like that.” he pouted and you can’t help but giggle at the sight you’re seeing.
“like what?”
sunghoon leaned down towards you. “two can play that game.” you saw sunghoon smirked as he whispered to you, feeling his warm breath onto your skin.
you were about to ask him what he meant but he beat you to it when both of his hands cupped your face, making your cheeks squished. he smiled at the sight before kissing you once again and the warm feeling inside of you happens once again. both of you felt it.
the feeling, it felt so right. your lips felt perfect onto his. you smiled against the kiss and sunghoon felt it. he smiled into the kiss as well. he tilted his head to the side, kissing you deeper. you couldn’t breathe both literally and figuratively.
both of you stopped, panting for air. both of you leaned away but sunghoon still cupped your cheeks because he wanted to be close to you. both of you were a blushing mess but kept quiet about it as you kept smiling towards each other, never wanting this to end. you both leaned your foreheads together, being silent but staring into each other’s eyes.
“what the fuck.”
sunghoon turned around and saw jake. you squinted your eyes from afar and saw yunjin staring. the two of them stared at the both of you with a stunned expression.
can’t wait to explain this one.
-
thank you for reading ! <3
@yizhoutv
i need those part 2 so bad to the jake angst i might kms i cried sobbed bawled my eyes out you are TOO good i literally cant keep up the amazing work ily 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
DONT MAKE ME CRY😭😭😭😭 THANK U FOR READING❤️❤️❤️
oh and if u have a taglist can i be on it pls(:
yess! idk how to make a tag list … so if anyone can help me lol
Just read your Sunghoon fic and idk if the ending is going to be fluff. But if it's angst my theory is that y/n is going to reject Sunghoon since he dislikes the person who gives him the notes. If he dislikes the note writer he dislikes y/n. Idk if that makes sense but yeah.
stop ,, reading this makes me excited 🤩🤩 i can see the vision, however, sunghoon likes yn ,,, maybe his feelings can change once he figures out that yn is sending him letters and yn will still be a crying mess lol ,, the next question🙈🙈🙈 how will sunghoon find out?
PLEASE MAKE JAKE REGRET THE BET
on it! ✍️✍️
𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠. / sim jaeyun
sim jaeyun x fem reader!
read part two here <3
synopsis : who knew there was something behind your relationship with the infamous smart guy at school? you had questions as to why jake likes you and chose you to be his girlfriend out of all people. soon, you found out the truth: by a bet.
includes : 1.5k | cursing (internally) | again with the one sided relationship sigh | i’m a SUCKER for angst so.. | jake is a loser and i would end myself if this happened irl | y/n you’re too nice :((
extra: olivia rodrigo is my mom , if i was y/n i would’ve slapped the shit out of jake but let’s not get too physical here eh?? :] , i haven’t seen much jake angst (because he’s the most loving human ever??? he would NEVER ever do something like this) so here i am… :D
likes, comments, and reposts are very much appreciated <3
[below the cut]
“thanks for making me get $100, babe”
you look up from your seat to see your boyfriend, jake holding a $100 bill between his index and middle fingers. he sent you a wink which already made you blush like crazy but then you slowly processed the words.
what?
“what?” your expression dropped. you looked at jake, waiting for a response for what he meant.
“i said,” he planted his two hands in front of his desk, staring down at you with his beautiful eyes of his. you stared back with nothing but confusion in your eyes.
“thanks for letting me have $100 sweet cheeks.” jake’s lips curved up. he slowly leaned towards your cheeks, pecking them before proudly looking down at his cash.
that little nickname he gave you made your hearts do back flips as usual.
you stood still before replying, “what do you mean? you used me?”
you’ve liked jake ever since he was in the school’s soccer team since sophomore year. he’s popular for his smartness, his godly visuals, his amazing personality of his that steals the hearts of girls, and his talents.
your introverted personality of yours didn’t dare to make a move on jake. you were undoubtedly shy and didn’t like social interaction very much. all of the girls were in line to ask him out and directly confess their love to him, but you didn’t. you weren’t in line, you were just observing him from the side, mentally noting what he likes, didn’t like, what topics he likes to talk about and many more.
the only proof that you like him was through a little post it note you had on your desk before leaving to go to cafeteria.
sim jaeyun <3
was all you’ve written in pink in your yellow post it note. you haven’t told anyone, even your closest friend for you would be afraid of the public teasing that would soon eventually let the whole school know you like jake.
five months, he suddenly asked you out because he thought you were the “most beautiful girl i had ever laid eyes on but was scared to make a move”, quoted by sim jake himself.
at first you didn’t question it as to why he randomly asked you out.
you remember that day, you were blushing like crazy, heart almost ripping out of your rib cage, and you had all sorts of scenarios and activities both you and jake can do because both of you are in a relationship.
well, were in a relationship.
“yeah.” your thoughts were interrupted when jake responded with a heartless tone. “i admit that you were cute when you bought me gifts, but either than that,
i’ve never liked you.” his tone was monotonous.
is that why i reminded him of my birthday? is that why i reminded him of our monthsavrie? when my classes end? is that why i was the first to everything? good morning texts?
thinking about your past memories where you felt the most happy with jake,
was all just an act. just for the damn $100 dollars.
jake being the first one to hold your hand whenever both of you met, even if it’s a minute in the hallways or meeting after school ended, him being the first to notice you shivering and toss you his hoodie even if he was cold, him volunteering to help you study your subjects even if it’s 2am, him wiping your lips with his soft fingers from eating ice cream, him listening to your rants and sobs whenever your parents fight late at night, and always looking at you with nothing but love and admiration you believed,
all an act?
you lowered your head, trying to contain your proper breathing and trying not let your tears fall down. you exhaled, closing your eyes.
“who asked you?”
jake’s face slightly clenched when seeing your eyes filled with rage yet tears threatening to spill out. “who asked you for the bet?” you asked once again but with a firm tone. you didn’t break eye contact. you were thinking of his friends he always hung out with, park sunghoon, yang jungwon, lee heeseung, and many more but you felt like these people - your best friends as well - would never hurt you like that.
instead of being sad and running away, you’re staring at your ex boyfriend with bitterness. the loving stare you’ve had towards jake was rather replaced as if he’s your enemy. yeah, you’ve been backstabbed.
“does it matter?” jake tilted his head, shrugging it off. “what matters is i got my money.” he flicked his bill right in front of your face, his tongue peaking when he mockingly smiled at you.
you glanced at the dollar and then back at jake.
“did i mean nothing to you?” you asked, your thoughts suddenly spilling from your lips. “was our relationship nothing to you?” a tear spilled out of your eyes. seconds later, multiple of them were easily sliding down your cheeks.
you stood up from your seat, looking directly into jake’s emotionless eyes. “did you have fun playing with my feelings? did you enjoy taking my likeness towards you as an advantage? were your friends having fun hyping us up whenever we were around them? did you at least have some fucking sympathy for me!?”
after screaming, you looked down. you were going crazy. literally.
“god, y/n calm down. you’re embarrassing me, lower your volume.” jake crinkled his nose, eyes wandering around to see if there was anyone near the both of you.
despite not looking at him, you can hear the annoyance in his tone and the rolling of his eyes whenever you guys argue. he would call you “overdramatic.”
“fine.” you gulped before looking at him. you imagined yourself as a crying mess. it’s like every argument you had, jake would not cry, but you were.
you had to contain yourself to not let your emotions overwhelm you, but it’s hard right now.
you just got used for money.
“i hope that $100 dollar bill reminds you how much of a shitty person you are.” you grabbed your book bag and ran for your life.
out of that suffocating room.
i can’t believe it, you thought.
he’s a bitch he’s a bitch why is he a bitch!? why did he choose me!? why did he hurt me? i did nothing but .. love him and be there for him.. what did i do to get treated like this??
your chest hurts like shit, you can’t breathe, you can’t think properly, all you wanna do is to hide forever and never face jake the following monday at school. you wanted to go anywhere. anywhere but be in a room with him, sim jaeyun.
god, love is fucking embarrassing as hell.
-
YEAHHH jake angst drabble🕺 idk how to feel this one as i can’t imagine jake doing such a thing :(( but we need a change don’t we ? i hope you enjoyed it!! thank you for reading!! ❣️
Omgg that was so sad is there gonna be a part two with the sunghoon oneshot
i saw the love that it has been receiving 🥹 i’m so grateful that you guys like it!!😼 because of it, i’ll start drafting part two! i already have something in mind so pls tell me ur theories~~
𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞. / park sunghoon
𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫! (bff!jake makes an appearance!) • read part two !
𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: you just wish you have the guts to say what you want, what you feel to your crush, park sunghoon.
𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬 : 1.3k words | one sided crush | fluff at first then boom angst :0 | kind of made me sad actually | yn and sunghoon are friends!! | but hoon is a bit mean :< | this drabble was inspired by the song by niki :p
likes, comments and reposts are very much appreciated! <3
[below the cut]
you stared at the tall, handsome boy across the room. the room was twinkling whenever his cheek dimple appears when laughing, classmates’ eyes diverted whenever his eyes turn into crescent room, and classmates become temporary silent to hear his laughs.
ever since he stepped foot into your classroom from two years ago when he became a transferee, he grabbed the attention of female students and even staff board members. boys would gaze upon him whenever they pass by sunghoon with jealously visible in their faces.
i mean, who wouldn’t ?
you can’t deny either, he’s the most attractive person ever. in the classroom. in the school. in the world wide world.
his eyes would sometimes glance upon yours. when you both make eye contact, it would not last for even two seconds as you immediately look away. blush would run across your cheeks just by thinking about his gorgeous eyes looking at yours. you would nibble your bottom lip out of nervousness and overthink about your physical appearance.
did i look like an idiot? why is my lips so chapped? was my mascara smeared?
you questioned yourself multiple times in your head after walking home from school, how is he sculpted like the gods? why is he so handsome? why is he that perfect?
argh, just by thinking about it, unconsciously made your lips curl and heart beating like a rollercoaster. you shake your head to remove your thoughts about him and go home.
even though you’ve classmates with him for two years, you wanted to be closer. but you didn’t have the guts to do something. talk to him? pass him the notes the next day after being absent to take his ice skating lessons? buy him something? start a conversation? it’s too confusing.
you sighed infront of a locker. staring at it as if it would reply to you. well, you needed a quick response from whatever what you were doing. a wake up call.
you mentally marked it in your head.
locker #143 letter #12
god what were you doing?
writing letters to someone who barely notices you? how pathetic. you don’t even know what he thinks about you. does he know your name?
you were turning your body, ready to take off and think about sunghoon for the rest of the night. but before you take a step forward, you hear a familiar shout.
“y/n!”
you turned around and you see two figures, you recognized that one of them is your best friend, jake.
“oh hey jake!” you beamed at jake’s big smile towards you as he jogs towards you. your eyes then moved towards the figure behind him and your mind immediately blacked out.
it was sunghoon following behind jake. he saw you and smiled before going towards you as well.
“we were gonna eat tteokbokki at the restaurant across the street but we saw you~ it’s sooo cold so we wanted to eat something warm!” you can hear jake’s excitement through his tone as you saw him bundled up with his jacket and gloves. you noticed sunghoon’s attire. it was a simple hoodie with his fluffy jacket but yet he looked so cozy.
“wanna come with us?” jake invited. he stared at you with expectation.
“oh..” you mumbled under your breath. the sudden invitation made you hesitant because sunghoon will be there and you didn’t know how to act around him.
currently your heartbeat is echoing in your ears and you suddenly got cold sweat on your back despite it being winter.
you glanced to sunghoon behind jake as his hands were inside. he gently smiled at you as if he knew that you were wondering whether or not you’ll be a bother with them. he gave you a reassuring nod, mouthing, “don’t mind it”.
you swore your heart with jumping jackets. you swore sunghoon’s cheek dimple appeared when he smiled at you. you swore that sunghoon wanted you to be there with him.
“sure.” you breathe out. the heavy feeling on your chest disappeared with that one look of sunghoon’s eyes that spoke comfort and gentleness.
“yes!” jake jumped in excitement in his place. “we’re gonna go after sunghoon gets his scarf from his locket.” jake’s eyes moved towards sunghoon’s locker which was literally right next to you.
once again, your mind immediately blacked out. you panicked internally. not only sunghoon but your best friend will see your letter. you were the only one that knows that you like sunghoon. and you were scared that it might be obvious with how you’re acting.
you eyes looked over sunghoon’s hand unlocking his locker. you wanted to run away. you wanted to hide. you wanted to take back off the letters that you wrote in the past about him and forget everything. you can imagine yourself slapping yourself with your pillow.
but at the same time you were curious. will this be an opportunity to know what sunghoon thinks of you? does he likes the letters? does he know that it’s yours?
sunghoon huffed loudly which cut out of your thoughts.
“another one?” laced with disappointment.
your heart dropped at his reaction. you looked at jake beside you, his lips pursed in awkwardness.
you saw sunghoon stretch out his hand to grab the brown envelope. “hey y/n..” sunghoon turned to you.
your eyes widened, in fear if he knows. you gulped before responding to him. but your heart thumped that he said your name for the first time. that was a first for you.
“do you know this person?” he asked emotionless. eyes hoping that you know. you stared at the mini orange you’ve drew in the corner of the letter because you know he likes them; the drawing is humiliating you.
“no….” you tried to play if off cool, acting like you were thinking. sunghoon nodded when you responded.
“alright.”
jake bumped his elbow onto your shoulder. “sunghoon has been receiving love letters from the same person for the past month.”
“and it’s annoying.” sunghoon examined the brown envelope as if it was a disease. you can see the scowl on his face.
your heart swelled up at the contrast of his voice from earlier and his expression. his twisted eyebrows and puckered lips showed his frustration while looking at his name in the center of the envelope.
“it’s annoying?” you suddenly spoke, genuinely wondering why he would think of that but sunghoon nodded once again.
“tired of the same nonsense anyways. i won’t like someone who acts like this. i read the letters and laugh to myself because, how can someone be this delusional?” he snickered to himself as jake nodded, agreeing with him.
tears swelled up to your eyes as sunghoon looked down at the envelope, playing with it like a toy.
“acting like this? it’s a burdensome.”
did sunghoon indirectly called you a burden?
“if i meet this person, i won’t ever like them because i hate people like this.”
ouch.
that really did it.
“hey!” you suddenly made your voice loud, startling both of the boys.
jake panicked upon looking at you, your cheeks are pink, eyes watering and your lips were quivering.
sunghoon was alarmed with you. he was confused yet worried upon seeing your teary eyes. he was questioning what happened. he was gonna ask but you beat him to it.
you chuckled. “i forgot i-i have to help my mom with something. you guys can go without me-“ you cursed at yourself for your stuttering. “i’ll go! uh bye!” you smiled specifically at sunghoon with your teary eyes before dashing off.
idiot.
idiot.
idiot.
what sunghoon doesn’t know is that you like him.
what you don’t know is that sunghoon likes you as well. he was the one that initiated eating tteokbokki with you.
(jake would leave midway as apart of sunghoon’s plan)
-
this is my first tumblr post! i have a lot of drabbles in my notes app but i decided to post this one first because it’s completely done. what did you guys think? do you think sunghoon will know yn’s likeness towards him? will yn stop with the letters? i don’t know if i have a part two in mind but please let me know if you want! 😼 thank you for reading <3