. SITUATIONSHIP W/ SUNGHOON 2

𖠵 . ׅ ࣪ ⌇ SITUATIONSHIP W/ SUNGHOON 2

GENRE ៸៸ fluff & angst ៸ oneshot ﹔ SYPNOSIS┆in which you just can’t move on from sunghoon no matter how hard you try .ᐟㅤ ꒰ WORD COUNT﹕1252 ꒱── 𝓦ARNING(S) not edited ៸ kissing ៸ pet names . ݁ ✦ ݁ . ⊱ LIBRARY . . . ﹕LUNA 💭 — the very long awaited && requested p2!! this was too long to write in text message form im sorry guys :(( ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ part one !

JAKE WAS LIKE A RAY OF SUNSHINE, HE WAS THE SUN WHILE SUNGHOON WAS THE MOON, HE WAS THERE FOR YOU WHEN SUNGHOON WASN’T.

after the ‘breakup’, jake slid into your life like a breath of fresh air.

he was warm, kind, he was basically wrapped around your finger and always knew how to make you smile.

he made you feel seen, appreciated and cherished in a way sunghoon hadn’t in a long time.

but even as you tried to move on with jake, you couldn’t escape the chains of park sunghoon.

every single night since the “breakup” if you could even call it that— there was a new message from him.

“i’m sorry.”

“i miss you.”

“please, i can explain everything. i love you.”

his words were a constant reminder of what you had left behind, of the part deep down inside of you that you oh-so wanted to get rid of— the part of you that still ached for him. — more under cut !

you tried to ignore them, the clawing in your chest, you tried to focus on jake’s laughter and the warmth of his hand in yours.

but no matter how hard you tried, sunghoon’s messages gnawed at you, pulling you back into the mess of your unresolved feelings.

one evening, you were with jake, lying on his couch, your head resting on his chest as his fingers absentmindedly played with your hair.

he was watching some movie, but you couldn’t concentrate.

your phone buzzed again—another message from sunghoon.

you couldn’t help feeling the familiar ache as you opened it, tears glistening in your eyes as you scanned over his latest apology.

you didn’t notice jake looking at you until you felt him shift his body beneath you.

“y/n,” jake’s voice was soft, careful.

you looked up at him, and there was no accusation in his gaze, only a look of understanding.

he brushed a strand of hair behind your ear with a sad smile before speaking again.

“you love him, don’t you?” he asked quietly.

your heart clenched at the truth of his words, the familiar look you had carried with sunghoon in his eyes, the honesty you had been desperately avoiding finally confronting you.

you didn’t answer right away, you couldn’t. instead, you blinked, feeling a heaviness settle in your chest.

“i- no.. i don’t—” you started to say, but jake interrupted with a gentle smile.

“it’s okay,” he whispered with a smile— a genuine smile which you knew you didn’t deserve.

“i can see it when you look at his messages. and… i think you need to talk to him. i don’t want you to have any regrets, y/n. especially not because of me— you’ll never be happy with me if your heart still belongs to him.”

tears welled up in your eyes as you realized how selfless jake was being.

he wasn’t angry or hurt. he just wanted you to be happy, even if it wasn’t with him.

you wrapped your arms around him, holding him close as you whispered, “thank you so much jake, i’m so sorry, i truly don’t deserve you.”

“go talk to him,” he murmured, kissing the top of your head.

“i’ll always be here if you need me.”

later that night, you found yourself sitting on a swing set at the park, the cold autumn night air nipping at your skin.

you had messaged sunghoon, telling him to meet you here, which he responded immediately to, and now you were waiting, your thoughts clouding up in your head as you absentmindedly kicked at the woodchips on the ground.

the sound of footsteps crunching against the gravel made you look up, and there he was—park sunghoon, his face pale in the moonlight, his eyes wide and frantic, panting as if he had been running.

he stopped a few feet away from you, his breath coming in ragged bursts.

“y/n, baby..” he breathed, his voice breaking as he said your name.

you stayed quiet, ignoring the warmth blossoming in your chest at the familiar petname.

you couldn’t bring yourself to speak— watching him as he stood there, trembling slightly.

it wasn’t long before a waterfall of tears had started to fall from his eyes, and he quickly wiped them away, looking almost ashamed.

“i’m so sorry,” he choked out, his voice thick with emotion.

“this isn’t any excuse for what i did— i didn’t mean to hurt you. i only hung out with sara because… i was scared. the last time i let myself care about someone like this, the last time i opened up my heart.. i got hurt so badly. i didn’t know how to handle what i was feeling for you, and i thought if i pushed you away, i wouldn’t get hurt again, i was being selfish. i thought hurting you would make you stop liking me— stop the heartbreak for you.. but i was wrong. nothing’s more terrifying to me than losing you.”

his confession hung in the air, it was raw and honest, and your heart ached for him.

you could see the pain in his eyes, the regret etched into every line and crevice of his face.

but you also knew that forgiveness wouldn’t come easily. he had hurt you so deeply, and it would take time to heal.

but you knew in your heart that denying him, park sunghoon, the man you love would break you even more.

“it’s going to take a while for me to forgive you,” you said softly, standing up from the swing and taking a hesitant step toward him.

“but i’m willing to try.”

sunghoon let out a shaky breath, his eyes lighting up with a glimmer of hope.

he stepped closer, his hands trembling as he reached for yours, pulling you into his arms as you both let out sighs of relief— after being separated for so long, being in his arms felt like sitting in front of the fireplace on a snowy day.

“can i… can i kiss you?”

you nodded with a soft grin, and sunghoon gently cupped your face, leaning in slowly, cautiously, as if afraid to break you all over again.

his lips pressed softly against yours, the kiss soft but filled with so much emotion that it brought tears to your eyes.

when you pulled away, sunghoon wrapped his arms around you, holding you close as if you’d disappear— he was afraid to let go.

“thank you,” he whispered into your hair.

“i won’t mess this up again. i promise, no— i swear on my life.”

you rested your head against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart as you felt a flicker of hope begin to bloom inside you.

it would take time, but you felt it in your heart— sunghoon meant it, and that’s when you knew..

even if you had tried to get over park sunghoon, it was quite literally impossible.

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TWLIGHT FICTION ✦ PJS | TEASER!

PAIRING. jay x f! reader

SYNOPSIS. there are three fundamental truths at the riverfield talent agency, none of which are public information. the first is that you are the lone human employee. the second is that you are also the brain of the agency. if you’re the brain, who’s the heart, you ask? that brings us to truth number three, the most indisputable. you have an undeniable soft spot for agent jay, the most lovable and yet also troublesome employee at riverfield.

GENRES + TROPES. drama, thriller, workplace romance, found family (mostly), friends to lovers, clingy x indulgent.

CONTENT WARNING. cursing, blood, discussions of morality.

WORD COUNT. currently 4 k, anticipated 20 - 25 k

NOTE. it's part two to unlucky girl syndrome! well. kind of. they're set in the same world, but none of the characters really appear here. happy reading though! i was very awestruck and happy with all the love unlucky girl syndrome received. it was great motivation to work on this.

PART ONE. as mentioned earlier, this is set in the same world as a different fic of mine (linked here). reading that work is recommended, but not necessary. instead, if you do not want to the context you need is basically that you and jay work at a company that uses supernatural means to collect data on the country's citizens and assign people with a count numerating how many people are destined to love them in their lifetime. it is simply an estimate, a very accurate one, but still just that.

RELEASE DATE. mid september!

he sighs dramatically, sagging into his office chair. jay rotates around until his head starts to spin. he sighs again. was there anyone to save him from the horrid monotony of a nine to five (in the night) job?

apparently not, because he’s well into working on more dreadful paperwork when he spots the idiot duo of their office in the hallway bickering through the window. a smile makes its way onto jay’s face and he moves to get out of his chair.

hey, he can always— all thoughts of sneaking out of his room to fool around with the pair are halted when he feels a chill run down his back. jay can recognize that strong presence anywhere.

he sheepishly turns to face you, pretending he wasn’t just about to sneak off to procrastinate on the work. no, that doesn’t sound like jay at all!

you simply shake your head slightly, endeared by him and trying not to show it, “and where were you going, jay?”

“uhhh,” he drags out, before a brilliant idea strikes him, “to get more footage for review?”

you use your empty hand to knock his temple lightly in reprimand, “that’s your day work, idiot.”

“why am i the only one working the whole day,” he whines, smoothing the area you had made contact with as if it had actually hurt. this drama queen. you were a thousand percent sure he hadn’t felt an ounce of pain, intimately familiar with all of the employee’s physical capabilities and stats.

you give the man an unimpressed, deadpan look, “because you work half-half. actually, you should be off duty right now. what are you doing here?”

he shrugs, not willing to admit that the lively atmosphere of the office made it hard to stay away.

“regardless,” you rest a hand on your hip, sipping coffee with the other, “i came to tell you the new hire’s here, you should come greet him.”

jay opens his mouth to speak.

“no,” you say before he can get anything out, “you can’t pretend you’re the boss, he’s already met zero.”

he closes his mouth, though not before noting with an inner smile that your reason had not been that he shouldn’t do it. just that he can’t.

you yawn, not entirely compatible with a nocturnal circadian rhythm in the way the other employees are.

“come,” you gesture, “i’ll take you to him and then i’m off for a nap. don’t bother me.”

jay resists the urge to point out that your last nap was a mere hour ago. the last time he had done that, you were cranky and didn’t allow him to visit and bother you at your office for a whole night.

simply cruel. that was when he learned not to disturb your rest. even if that rest is more than what he researched that normal humans need? are you a special case?

his eyes wander around the halls on the way to the new employee, even while being extensively familiar with this place after working at riverfield for a considerable amount of time now.

he sometimes contemplates leaving when it gets slow or he’s annoyed with the duties he’s saddled with, but he never goes through with it. not when everything interesting is in here.

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࿐ 𝜗𝜚 𝒷f! 𝓁ee 𝒽eeseung x 𝑓! reader 𝒢enre fluff 𝓢ynopsis in which your boyfriend wakes you up at 3:00am for a ramen date, and unexpectedly ends up sleeping over for the first time ! 𝑤𝑐 𐙚ㅤㅤ 1538 ⸝⸝ not proof read skinship petnames kissing ୭ৎ pls reblog && like !! ≧ᗜ≦ — 𝓁ibrar𝓎 ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖

IT WAS 3AM WHEN THE SOUND OF YOUR PHONE BUZZING ON THE NIGHTSTAND PULLED YOU OUT OF A DEEP SLUMBER.

groggily, you reached for it, squinting at the bright screen in the darkness of your room.

the caller id shows heeseung’s name, and you furrow your brows in confusion.

what reason could your boyfriend possibly have to be calling you at this hour?

you answered the call with a tired sigh leaving your lips, your voice thick with sleep.

“hee? what’s wrong?”

“come outside,” he whispers, his tone mischievous.

“i’m outside your house.”

“outside my house?” you repeat in disbelief, quickly sitting up in bed.

you push back the curtain and peer out of your window.

sure enough, there he is, standing beneath the streetlight, hands shoved in his pockets, a playful grin on his face as he excitedly waves at you, you scoffed getting back into bed. — more under cut !

“why are you here hee, have you seen the time?” you ask, a tiny smile tugging at your lips despite your confusion.

“i’m craving ramen,” he replies simply, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

“ramen? at 3am?” you couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh.

“you seriously couldn’t wait until morning?”

“nope,” he says, popping the ‘p.’

“come on, let’s go get some. i’ll drive.”

there’s something about his voice, the way he’s so carefree and impulsive, that makes you throw off your soft blankets once again and get out of the comfort of your bed.

“give me a minute,” you say before hanging up and grabbing the nearest hoodie to throw over your pajamas.

a few minutes later, you’re slipping out the front door as quietly as possible, not wanting to risk getting caught by waking up your parents.

heeseung’s car is parked right outside, and there he was leaning against it, looking up at your window with a boyish grin.

when he finally sees you, his face lights up.

“there you are,” he says, opening the passenger door for you.

“ready for our late-night ramen date?”

you roll your eyes playfully but can’t hide the smile that spreads across your face.

“you’re crazy, you know that?”

“only for my angel,” he replies, winking before closing the door once you’re seated.

the drive to the convenience store is filled with soft music playing in the background, the streets empty and deserted at this hour.

there’s something peaceful about the whole situation, like the world has slowed down just for the two of you.

heeseung keeps glancing over at you, his hand occasionally brushing against yours on the center console.

each touch sent a warm flutter through your chest, making you feel both excited and flustered.

when you arrived at the local 7-11, it’s empty, excluding the bored-looking cashier who barely glances up as you two walked in.

you both head straight to the instant ramen aisle, and heeseung lets out a whistle as he searched through the selection.

“which one do you want?” he asks, turning to you with a smile that’s much too charming for 3am.

you shrug, trying to hide your amusement.

“you’re the ramen expert here, i’ll trust your judgment.”

heeseung grins up at you, grabbing two different flavors and a couple of drinks.

“trust me angel, you’re in for a real treat.”

the two of you sat outside on a small bench, the night air cool but refreshing.

as you both dug into the steaming cups of ramen, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of surrealism.

here you are, having a random date in the middle of the night at 3am, and it felt perfect.

heeseung watches you as you take your first bite, his eyes soft and filled with affection.

“is it good?” he asks, his voice low and warm, and a slight worry that he chose the wrong flavour.

you nod, trying not to blush under his gaze.

“it’s perfect,” you reply, and he smiles, looking instantly relieved.

as you eat, the conversation flows easily, followed by laughter and the occasional playful nudges.

heeseung was in his element, teasing you gently and stealing bites of your ramen when he thought you weren’t looking.

you pretend to be annoyed, but in reality, you’re basking in the warmth of his attention.

when the food is gone and the cups are discarded, you both linger in the moment, neither of you wanting the night to end.

heeseung reached out, brushing a strand of hair away from your face before cupping your cheek with his hand.

the gesture was so tender that it makes your heart swell with affection.

“you’re seriously the cutest, you know that?” he murmurs, his thumb gently stroking your skin.

you feel your cheeks heat up, and you lean into his touch, savoring the closeness.

“you’re not so bad yourself,” you reply, your voice soft.

heeseung chuckles, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

“only ‘not so bad’? i’ll take it.”

he leans in, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips.

it’s sweet and lingering on your lips, a perfect contrast of the moment.

when he pulled back, you can’t help but smile at him, your heart feeling the fullest it’s ever been.

but as you glance back at his car, a sudden thought crosses your mind—one that makes your pulse quicken.

you take a deep breath, the words slipping out before you can second-guess yourself.

“do you want to.. sleep over?”

heeseung blinks at you, his eyes widening in surprise.

“s-sleep over?” he repeats, his voice a little higher than usual.

“like… at your place?”

you nodded, biting your lip nervously.

“yeah. it’s just… i don’t really want the night to end yet. but if it’s too soon, that’s okay—”

“no, no,” he interrupts, his cheeks flushed.

“i’d love to. i just… what about your parents?”

“i’ll lock the door,” you say with a small smile.

“they won’t even know you’re there.”

heeseung stares at you for a moment longer, giving you the opportunity to back out— but as he sees the anticipation and nervousness in your eyes he finally nods, his lips curling into a shy smile.

“okay. let’s do it.”

back at your house, you both tiptoe up the stairs, trying to be as quiet as possible.

your heart was racing, a mix of excitement and nerves making your hands tremble slightly.

when you finally reach your room, you close the door behind you, not forgetting to twist the lock as you let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding.

heeseung looks around your room, taking in the soft glow of the fairy lights and the familiar scent that screams you.

he seems nervous, and it was endearing to see him like this, so different from his usual confident, nonchalant self.

“i, uh… i can sleep on the floor,” he offers, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

you shake your head, a small smile playing on your lips.

“don’t be ridiculous, hee. we’re a couple, right? you can sleep beside me.”

his eyes widen at your words, but he nods, trying to hide his flustered expression.

“yeah… if that’s fine with you, okay.”

you both get ready for bed in a comfortable silence, though the air is charged with anticipation and quietness.

when you finally climb into bed, you lie on your side, facing away from heeseung.

he hesitates for a moment before joining you, leaving a respectful gap between your bodies.

the silence stretches on, filled with the sound of your breathing and the occasional rustle of the sheets.

you’re both nervous, no doubt and it’s almost amusing how two people who just shared a kiss could be so shy now.

after a few minutes, you muster up the courage to turn around.

but when you do, you find yourself face-to-face with heeseung, his nose practically brushing against yours.

you both freeze, eyes wide, before breaking into soft giggles.

“this is really awkward, isn’t it?” you whisper, your breath mixing with his.

“yeah,” he admits, a grin tugging at his lips.

“but in a super good way.”

you nod, the nervousness melting away as you bask in the warmth of his presence.

without thinking, you shift closer, laying your head on his chest.

heeseung’s arms immediately wrapped around you instinctively, holding you close as if you were the most precious thing in the world, protecting you.

you tilted your head up, your lips finding his in a slow, soft kiss.

it’s tender and sweet, filled with all the emotions you couldn’t possibly put into words.

when you finally pulled back, you rest your head against his chest again, listening to the steady beat of his heart, putting you back into a deep sleep.

“goodnight, hee,” you murmur, your voice laced with a gentleness and contentment.

“goodnight, baby.” he replies, his voice equally soft.

he presses a kiss to the top of your head, his arms tightening around you as if he never wants to let go.

as you drift off to sleep, wrapped in his warmth, you couldn’t help but smile.

this is your first sleepover, but you certainly know it won’t be your last.

and of course, it definitely will not be your last 3am ramen date.

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hi omg ur my favourite writer… (GENUINELY, YOUR WORK IS SO EASY TO READ.) I WAS WONDERING IF WE COULD BE MOOTS. possibly…

OMG SHUT UP THANK U SO MUCH UR SO SWEET AAA that’s one of the nicest compliments ever im gna cry!!!!☹️🫶🫶

and yes OFC WE COULD BE MOOTS hehe also i love that heeseung gif omg.

my honest reaction after seeing this ^^

WE NEED A PT2 OF THE SUNGHOON SITUATIONSHIP PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE and make it a happy ending

HERE IT IS AFTER YEARSSSS !!

i tried making it on imessage but it was wayyy too long to fit everything on 10 slides ☹️☹️☝️hopefully u guys don’t mind that it’s written!!

situationship w/ sunghoon p2!! (finally)

the way i had to delete a million apps off my phone last week for storage and im running out again ☹️🔥⁉️

annddd i finally finished writing situationship sunghoon pt2 after putting it off for a month be proud of me pls!!

me when everyone wanted a pt2^^