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── ❝ ꒰ 𝑆𝐼𝑃𝑃𝐼𝑁’ 𝒟𝐼𝐸𝑇 𝒫𝐸𝑃𝑆𝐼 .ᐟㅤ ៸៸﹙ 박성훈 ﹚ ᶻ𐰁

GENRE ៸៸ forbidden situationship ៸ oneshot ﹔ SYPNOSIS┆in which you’re the golden, ‘perfect’ rich girl and get yourself mixed up with the epitome of darkness, park sunghoon the street racer .ᐟㅤ ꒰ WORD COUNT﹕1162 ꒱── 𝓦ARNING(S) not edited ៸ tension ៸ pet names ៸ cocky hoon ៸ . ݁ ✦ ݁ . ⊱ LIBRARY . . . ﹕LUNA 💭 — honestly idk where i was going w this.. ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;) anyways diet pepsi soty !!!! ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖

THE NIGHT WAS THICK WITH THE SCENT OF GASOLINE AND ASPHALT, THE DISTANT ECHO OF ENGINES REVVING WILDLY IN THE DARKNESS.

you knew you shouldn’t have been here— the looks you were getting, you knew your dad would throw a tantrum once the news got to him, but you couldn’t find it in you to care anymore, not since you’ve met him.

guess that’s the effect he had on you.

you stood just outside the borders of the cracked and worn out road that doubled as a racetrack on nights like these, the air buzzing with anticipation and reckless roars from the crowd.

you could hear the murmur of the ones surrounding you, people eager to see the next race, to see— feel the thrill of speed and danger.

but your attention was far from the crowd, it was on him— park sunghoon. ─── 𝘔𝘖𝘙𝘌 𝘜𝘕𝘋𝘌𝘙 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘊𝘜𝘛 .ᐟㅤ

sunghoon leaned against his sleek, black car a few feet away from you, a bottle of diet pepsi dangling loosely from his hand, his eyes sharp and attentive as he scanned his competition.

the faint neon lights from the surrounding cars cast a glow across his features, highlighting the sharp angles of his jawline and the dark, mischievous glint in his eyes.

he radiated an effortless coolness, a kind of quiet confidence that drew you in like a magnet.

he looked untouchable—dangerous, even—but you knew better.

he’d always had that effect on you.

you took a breath, trying to steady your racing heart as you made your way toward him.

every step felt weighted, charged with the tension that had been building between you for hours now.

you had tried to ignore it, tried to stay away from the intoxicating pull he had on you, but here you were, walking straight towards the darkness of park sunghoon— the one person you should stay away from.

sunghoon caught sight of you as you approached, his eyes darkening with a look you had grown all too familiar with.

his lips curled into a smirk, the kind that sent a thrill down your spine.

“you know you shouldn’t be here, princess” he said, his voice low and teasing, the sound of it sending shivers through you.

“your dad just might kill me if he finds out you’re here with me, you know?”

“and yet here i am,” you replied, your voice slow and steady despite the way your pulse was quickening.

he straightened up, his full attention now on you, there was a challenge in his eyes, a dare.

“you always were bad at following the rules,” he said, stepping closer.

his presence was overwhelming, the heat of his body radiating against yours as he closed the distance between you.

“i could say the same for you,” you said, your voice softer now, breathless.

you could feel the tension between you thickening, the space between you shrinking with every passing second.

it was as if the world had narrowed down to just the two of you—the noise of the crowd, the roar of engines, all of it faded into the background the second you two connected.

sunghoon’s smirk grew wider as he reached up to brush a strand of hair from your face, his touch gentle but electric.

“you think i don’t know what i’m doing?” he asked, his voice laced with the same quiet intensity that made your stomach flip.

“i think you know exactly what you’re doing,” you replied, your voice barely above a whisper.

his gaze dropped to your lips, and for a moment, everything seemed to stop.

the world held its breath, waiting for what would happen next. his hand lingered against your skin, his fingers tracing a slow, deliberate path down to your jaw, his touch sending sparks through your entire body.

“you like playing with danger, don’t you?” he murmured, his voice rougher now, filled with something darker, something deeper.

“something not even your daddy could buy for you, you want darkness, don’t you?”

“that’s why you keep coming back.”

you swallowed hard, your heart pounding in your chest as you looked up at him.

“maybe,” you said, your voice shaking slightly.

“or maybe i just like playing with you.”

sunghoon’s eyes darkened, and for a split second, you could see the fire that burned beneath his calm aura.

he stepped even closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered, “careful. you might get burned.”

his words sent a jolt of electricity through you, but before you could respond, the sound of engines revving to life broke the moment.

sunghoon pulled back, his eyes flicking to the track where the next race was about to begin.

the crowd’s energy shifted, growing louder as the cars lined up at the starting line.

“you’re up next,” you said, your voice a bit shaky from the tension that still hung heavy in the air between you.

sunghoon glanced at his car, then back at you, the same cocky smirk returning to his lips.

“stay close,” he said, his voice laced with promise.

“this won’t take too long.”

without another word, he turned and slid into the driver’s seat of his car.

you watched as he started the engine, the deep rumble vibrating through the ground beneath your feet.

he looked over at you one last time with that same smirk before shifting his focus entirely to the race, his expression hardening into the dangerous recklessness taking over him.

as the countdown began— you could feel the electricity in the air, the tension of the audience growing bigger with every second that ticked by.

and then, with a roar of engines and a blur of motion before you, the race began.

you watched, your heart in your throat, as sunghoon drove a speed that was almost terrifying.

the danger was real, raw, but there was something intoxicating about it—about him.

it was as if he was in control of the chaos, commanding it with ease.

minutes passed, though it felt like an eternity, and before you knew it, sunghoon’s car crossed the finish line first, a blur of black metal and speed.

the crowd erupted into cheers, but your focus was solely on him as he brought the car to a stop, stepping out with that same confident stance that made your heart race.

he walked over to you, his chest rising and falling with deep breaths, a glint of victory in his eyes.

without saying a word, he reached for you, pulling you close against him.

the smell of burnt rubber and gasoline clung to his skin, mixing with the tang of adrenaline that lingered in the air.

“you’re crazy,” you whispered, looking up at him, your heart still racing from the thrill of watching him.

his smirk returned, the glint in his eyes more dangerous than ever— your mind is telling you to run before it’s too late, but you know in your heart that you’re already in too deep, wrapped in the chains of park sunghoon.

“maybe,” he said, his voice a low, knowing whisper.

“but you love it, don’t you?”

yeah— you couldn’t argue with that.

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impress you — sim jaeyun

pairing: jake x reader

genre: comedy, fluff

synopsis: your precious jakey’s billiard game is did not go as expected.

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the billiard hall was buzzing with energy, a mixture of cheers, laughter, and the clinking of pool balls echoing around the room. you were seated on one of the high stools, watching the game intently. your eyes flickered between jay, who was casually leaning against the pool table with a confident smirk, and jaeyun, who was lining up his shot with a focused expression.

it was supposed to be an easy win for jaeyun. he’d even told you on the way here that he was going to impress you with his billiards skills. but things weren’t going according to plan.

jay had been a surprise contender, smoothly sinking shot after shot with almost infuriating ease. you had to admit, he made it look good—too good, in fact. and judging by the way jaeyun was glancing at you every few minutes, he’d noticed the way you were watching jay.

jay lined up his final shot, sending the eight ball smoothly into the corner pocket. the room erupted in applause, and jay grinned, straightening up and giving you a quick wink. you couldn’t help but smile back, impressed despite yourself.

“and that’s how it’s done,” jay said with a casual shrug, handing his cue back to the rack.

jaeyun muttered something under his breath, his expression darkening as he watched jay walk over to you, looking every bit the picture of confidence. when jay reached you, he gave you a playful nudge.

“not bad, huh?” he teased, and you nodded, still smiling.

“yeah, that was pretty impressive,” you admitted, your gaze flicking over to jaeyun, who was now fiddling with the pool cue, his jaw clenched. jay noticed the look on jaeyun’s face and chuckled, giving you a knowing look before excusing himself to grab a drink.

as soon as jay was out of earshot, jaeyun let out a frustrated huff, tossing the pool cue onto the table. “who the hell does he think he is?” he muttered, running a hand through his hair in agitation.

you raised an eyebrow, leaning back against the stool with a teasing smile. “someone who’s better at billiards than you, apparently.”

jaeyun shot you a glare, but there was no real heat behind it. “oh, come on, y/n. you know i was just off my game today. next time, he won’t stand a chance.”

“sure,” you drawled, still grinning. “or maybe he’s just better, and you’re jealous because he’s handsomer too.”

the moment the words left your mouth, jaeyun’s eyes widened in disbelief, his eyebrows shooting up in mock outrage. “what did you just say?” he demanded, taking a step closer to you. “he’s handsomer than i am?”

you shrugged, enjoying the way he was reacting. “i mean, he’s got that whole tall, dark, and handsome thing going on. it’s hard to compete with that.”

“you better take that back,” jaeyun warned, his tone playful but with a hint of seriousness. he leaned down, his face close to yours, his eyes narrowing as he tried to look intimidating.

you leaned back slightly, biting your lip to hold back a laugh. “and what if i don’t?”

“then i’ll… i’ll…” he faltered for a moment, clearly scrambling for a threat. then, in a burst of inspiration, he reached out and started tickling your sides, causing you to shriek with laughter.

“jaeyun, stop!” you gasped, squirming to get away, but he just grinned, continuing his playful assault.

“not until you take it back,” he insisted, his hands merciless as they found all your ticklish spots.

“okay, okay!” you finally caved, laughing so hard that you could barely breathe. “i take it back! jay isn’t handsomer than you!”

he immediately stopped, grinning triumphantly as he straightened up. “that’s more like it,” he said, looking smug as ever.

you were still catching your breath, wiping a tear from the corner of your eye as you looked up at him. “you know, you’re kind of ridiculous sometimes.”

“ridiculously handsome, you mean,” he corrected, giving you a wink. you rolled your eyes, but the smile on your face betrayed your true feelings.

“yeah, yeah,” you said, shaking your head. “ridiculously something, that’s for sure.”

he chuckled, his earlier frustration completely gone. he reached out, gently tugging you closer by your hand. “but seriously, y/n,” he said, his tone softening as he looked into your eyes. “you know i don’t care about the game, right? i just… i just wanted to impress you.”

you felt your heart flutter at his words, your playful mood shifting to something more tender. “you don’t have to try so hard, jaeyun. you already impress me, just by being you.”

his eyes lit up at that, and he squeezed your hand, a soft smile playing on his lips. “yeah?”

“yeah,” you confirmed, feeling a warmth spread through your chest.

“good,” he said, his voice filled with relief. “because you’re the only person i want to impress.”

you couldn’t help but smile back, feeling your heart swell with affection. “mission accomplished, then.”

“mission accomplished,” he echoed, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your forehead. you closed your eyes, savoring the warmth of his lips against your skin, the earlier tension now just a distant memory.

and as he pulled back, his gaze lingering on you with a softness that made your heart skip a beat, you couldn’t help but think that maybe, just maybe, you were the lucky one.

a/n: man this is so bad im so out of ideas for jake’s post arguement i’m goneeee 😭😭😭😭

speechless.

JAKE & SUNGHOON for DAZED Korea (September, 2024)

IM SO MAD i was literally cleaning my room and i was ripping a piece of tape from the sharp thing on it bc i wanted to tape my little poster of jungwon up and i cut my hand SO BAD like its bleeding sm god help me T-T

LUNAAAAAAA

XUAAANNNNN omg we haven’t spoken in a decade:( it’s been way too longggg.. HRU DOINGGG🫶🫶

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