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AND TJEN WHAT THE FUCK???/&@@2/?? WHAT IS UR PROBLEM PARK SUNGHOON.

𝜗𝜚 daisy ∵ engene — ☆

sunghoon ult. eng. (lower cased) — >ᵥ_ᵥ<

status: may return but may not, currently trying to find a passion for writing again.

who/what i write: sunghoon (mainly) and enhypen x reader, with the exception of txt, p1, and nct dream (hopefully).

𓆩𓆪 ♱ totally down for writing requests! ♱ 𓆩𓆪

grave 𓉸ྀི yard readerhoon (reading acc)

bf!p1harmony texts : (another p1 member sends you a photo of your p1 boyfriend)

a/n - this is age order so theo, keeho, jiung, intak, soul, and jongsoeb. hope this is funny and enjoyable :) second try to these texts*

𓉸ྀི ©vampirehoon

change of plans (lhs)

w.c ⟢ 900+

prompt ⟢ putting on fake tattoos on various parts of your partner (w/ quality time & physical touch)

the girls day out you planned a couple days before had you practically backflipping out of yours and heeseung’s bed this morning. seven in the morning — heeseung decides to get up as well, getting his morning started.

he assumes you were in the bathroom getting ready, so he sat on the side of the bed looking out of the apartment windows. around his waist, a familiar hand crawls around him and hugs him from behind.

he knew it was you by the perfume you wore. heeseung places his hand on top of your arm and caresses it softly. “you smell good” he sighs, wishing to be selfish and keep you all to himself.

you chuckle under your breath as you steal his warmth from the embrace. “thank you,” you place a small kiss on his temple and head straight back into the bathroom.

of course, heeseung would have to enter the room to get ready as well and everytime he did .. he didn’t stop giving you kisses. each time they grew longer. he is a love bug for sure but you craved to see your friends whom you last saw on your previous birthday.

“heeseung, i’m heading out now” you announce to your boyfriend, who is currently shaving.

by the sound of water splashing violently, you knew he was speeding up his task to say his goodbye. heeseung rushes over to you and gives you a tight hug, even picking you up a bit. you grin your hardest.

“have fun, okay?”

“i will” you nod, admiring your boyfriend up close.
heeseung’s smirk grows. waves exchanged as you slide through the front door.

“wait, you forgot something!” heeseung says just then.
you look at him, wide eyes, wondering what you could have forgotten.

he doesn’t say anything because a deep laugh is taking over his ability to speak.

“you look so cute y/n,” he wraps his arms around you and kisses your forehead. enjoying your sweet perfume once again as he whispers closely “i was just saying that so you’d stay a second longer”

you rub his arm up and down with a deep sigh. “I’ll be home before you can start to miss me” and another kiss you place on his cheek.

you’re on your way out with your bag and everything. - stands in the walk space with his hands in his pants pockets.

you look at him with a soft smile. “I’ll see you soon my love”

“you sure you don’t need a chauffeur?”

both of you laugh softly at each other.

“i love you.”

“i love you my pretty girl” “be safe”

you wave your hand until the door is finally shut.


alone, he stands in the apartment. wondering what he will do until you return back.

heeseung thought maybe he could start a new show or make himself something to eat but not a second later, he ends up with you back in his arms. after your plans were canceled a few steps headed to the elevator. you weakly cry, just devastated, into heeseung’s chest.

“they canceled it?”

“all of it!” you scoff.

he felt bad about all of your planning gone to waste and he thought he would be a complete jerk if he disregarded it and rushed to make new plans with you.

no, he just holds you in his arms on the couch you both traveled to. he’d wait until you had energy or your mood was happy again.

“thank you, my love” is all you need to say to make him feel special.

he kisses your right temple that was in his reach.


you played with the material of his shirt as you mumbled under your breath, “do you want to hang out with me?”

a little celebration went off in his head for a moment before he responded with a soft “i do”

and this is where you found yourselves on the bathroom floor; applying childish temporary tattoos onto each other's skin.

“oh, yeah~” you laughed to yourself as a peppa pig sticker transferred nicely on his skin by his adam’s apple.

“it tickled as you put it on” he smiled, looking at you with a few butterflies on your cheeks.

“good to know..” you teased.

it felt good spending time with your boyfriend in situations that would typically seem boring or odd to you. you would have never guessed you had more fun doing this than going out with your girls. (but it never left your mind)

a few more you placed on his arms and he liked everytime you cheered if it turned out good. heeseung moved strands of hair that fell in the front of your face and tucked it behind your ear. he goes crazy when you get all pink.

“i know what you’re thinking” you smirk, picking out another sticker to avoid looking at him.

he rested his back on the bottom cabinet with his arms crossed. a smug smirk adorned his lips. “what am I thinking?”

you grin.

“that you want to kiss me..” your finger gazed at the tile on the floor, now suddenly shy after saying those words. you raise your head - heeseung said nothing for a few seconds.

your eyes looked into his.

“no,”

you felt embarrassed for some reason. you’re taken back. before you could say anything about it, heeseung took your jaw and held you close to him. your noses touched as he seemingly wasn’t finished.

“I need to kiss you.”

your lips touch — interlock. you’ve kissed this man more times than you could count but this is a kiss you’ll never forget. you finally accept that this was how your day was supposed to be spent.

𓉸ྀི ©vampirehoon

focused on you - jake sim ˚✧ 0.8k

you never had any plans to get caught up in school romance and definitely steered clear of any boys who seemed like trouble. until, you met the sweetest boy in a chemistry lab. he had you fooled he was in your class until the teacher came over and broke up the conversation you and him were having and kindly asked him to get back to where he was supposed to be.

“you sure because..” he tried to laugh it off but the glare that the teacher was giving him made it clear he wasn’t amusing anyone - except you when he turned to look at you and you were holding back from laughing.

he knew you were a keeper.

he promised to see you around school before he left the class for good and that’s when you learned how popular he was. catching him in the hall was difficult at first because you weren’t sure he’d remember you or want to talk to you outside of class, but he wanted more than anything to talk to you.

you were blinded and he was too, it was so easy to talk to him and smile along with him. even though you were kinda of an outcast, he never treated you differently.

the moment you knew you wanted to date him was when you made your way into the cafeteria, trying to locate a friend of yours to eat with.

the lunchroom was pretty crowded, so it’s hard to pin point a single person in the chaos but you feel across brown puppy dog eyes that were looking straight at you. they, of course, belong to jake and he smiled at you. a wide smile complimented his shinning eyes.

still from that far, it sent butterflies down your spine. he had a couple friends with him who were actively trying to talk to him but it seemed you were his main focus. you tried to read his lips as he smiled and excused himself from his team.

jake, the captain of the basketball team, was coming your way and you couldn’t help but feel your cheeks burn.

you were supposed to eat lunch with a friend but why couldn’t you get your mind and focus of him. as he got closer, your heart beat grew louder.

jake looked proud to stand before you. beaming as he looked down at you. your cheeks were rosy pink and you hoped he didn’t notice that or the pounding of your heart.

you were in awe for a moment.

his laugh takes you out of the trance.

“do i usually make you this flustered?” his smile was pure enjoyment, he found it cute that you seemed shy.

you defend yourself but it comes off as if your offended.

“i am not flustered.”

“oh yeah?” he said as he got closer to you. he was dangerously close.

“then why are these cheeks of yours bright pink.” he moves his hand to try and pinch your cheeks but you slap his hand back.

“can i ask you a question?” you try to change the subject.

he hums, anticipating what you’ll ask.

you take a deep breath, still a little anxious about you and him talking this publicly.

“why did you come over to me?”

the question wasn’t in anyway funny but jake broke out into a chuckle, his cheeks looked like they hurt. you furrowed your eyebrows, demanding him to take this seriously.

you waited patiently as he calmed himself.

this is when you knew you clearly had him around your fingers.

“you underestimate the power you have over me.”

you looked at him and he met your curious eyes. he explained a bit further, slowly taking your hands from your side and holding them in his hands.

“i want to be with you.” “during lunch and if you’re up to it-“ before he could continue what he was going to propose, you gave him a kiss of the cheek (maybe having to tip toe to do it).

jake looked breathless, looking at you like a deer in head lights.

“yes.” you simply stated. “i would love to be your girlfriend.”

jake took your waist from pure excitement but made sure it was okay to do so.

“is this alright?”

“are you my boyfriend?”

“am i?” he’s really like a dog, so pure.

you giggle, nodding your head at this adorable boy.

“i sure hope so if you’re holding my waist.” this boost of confidence rushed over you when it registered in your brain you were dating the basketball boy jake.

“then i am.” he took you into a hug and muffled again “i am” into your shoulder. it didn’t matter who could be witnessing, all that matters is that you could hug him as much as you want to now and get to call him your boyfriend.

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the school’s smartest idea yet was to force their students outside during january. january is not the month where you would want to be outside, let alone have to be in that chilly air and watch boys kick around a soccer ball.

hanbin by your side made the assembly (if you could call it that) more bearable than before. you and him walked arm to arm in your puffy jackets.

you bite your lips as the wind brushes against you skin.

"it's so cold!” you shout.

a hand finds yours suddenly. the warmth of it easing you for a moment. hanbin didn’t even flinch to take your hand, comfortably walking beside you with your hand in his.

he could sense you looking at him and he turned his head to you. meeting your eyes. his smile grew naturally as he opened his mouth.

“is everything alright?” he looks at you, innocently making your heart flutter.

you and hanbin have been friends for some time so you won’t let this be a big deal but you want to make sure he thinks it’s not a big deal.

“yes, i just wanted to say thank you.”

“for what?”

did he really forget he was holding your hand? or where you stupidly thanking him for holding your hand. either way, you wanted to change the subject.

you turned away from him and walked down the stairs to look for seats for you two.

“do you see anywhere for us to sit?” you look out to the seat, almost all full with students. hanbin takes you with him without saying anything. both of you make your way through the row and hanbin must have a talent for seating finding as he stoped before two conveniently open seats.

“here.” he sat down before you and let go of your hand. you were a bit disappointed but when you sat down, he opened his palm in front of you. he really didn’t mind at all and you could pass up the offer.

“how did you find these?” you ask, hoping to talk a little more before the game begins.

“can i call it luck?” he says.

“sure.” you grin. “we can call it that.”

the game began but the crowd was pretty quiet and you could hear a lot of chatter of teeth - including your own. hanbin had came prepared with a scarf and you only had a hoodie under your jacket. 5 minutes into the game, you let go of hanbin’s hand to shove it in your coat pockets. you thought this would be warm up your hand faster but it did not. you internally screamed at yourself for letting for of his warm hand.

hanbin’s eyes detached from the game and looked at you. your cheeks were turning pink from the cold wind slapping your skin.

“y/n.” his breath can be shown from the cold air.

you look over at him and see him taking off his scarf. you watch him closely to see what he’s doing.

looking at your pink cheeks and pink nose, a smile adorns his red lips.

"do you want to use my scarf?" hanbin requests, holding the scarf up so he can put it on you.

you wave your hands, flustered at the thought he’d give up a simple scarf for you.

"but it's your scarf." “won’t you be cold?”

he looks at you with through the scarf and drops it along with his hands to his lap. he looked over your cheeks, they grew pinker.

you know they are apparent because hanbin puts it on you without your permission.

“no, you’re freezing i can tell.” “i’ll be fine.” he says as he places it around your neck. hanbin fits the scarf up to your cheeks, his index finger gracing your skin. you wonder how much before your heart can take before you lose your mind.

“those pink cheeks don’t fool me.” he pulls his hands back and you try your best to cover your face with the scarf. but you discovered it smells like him, like his cologne.

"thank you." you say muffled, attempting to bury your self in the scarf.

before you could even try to look away, hanbin took your hand again, and rubbed it with his thumb.

was he glowing or was he an angel because you thought it was disrespectful of how beautiful he right then.

“do you want to get hot chocolate after this is done?”

you simply nodded and squeezed his hand softly.

“i’d love to.”

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