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current fav song: still monster by enha (always will be!!)

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sunghoon + still monster inspired fic.. I’ve been sitting here writing for an hour now help

⋆ ｡⋆୨୧˚— CLOSE TO YOU

𝜗𝜚 ༘⋆ park sunghoon x f!reader genre. fluff, synopsis. mornings with hoon<3 𝑤ord count 𐙚ㅤㅤ 846 𝑤arnings ‎⸝⸝ not edited, kisses, skinship, petnames ୭ৎ 𝑙una notes ⋆.˚ let’s pretend morning breathe doesn’t exist for the sake of the plot, also thank u so so much for 200 FOLLOWERSS 🫶🫶 — 𝓵𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝔂 ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱

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THE FIRST RAYS OF SUNLIGHT FILTERED THROUGH THE CURTAINS, casting a soft glow over the room. you blinked your eyes open, your body burning in heat, most likely from sunghoon’s body wrapped around yours.

you slowly came to consciousness in the warmth and comfort of sunghoon’s embrace.

his arms were wrapped securely around you, his body pressed completely against yours, and you could feel the steady rise and fall of his chest with each breath.

for a moment, you simply lay there, savoring the feeling of being so close to him, the wind coming in from the windows as the birds chirped outside, it was perfect.

his presence was comforting, and the gentle rhythm of his heartbeat was a soothing melody in the quiet morning.

you shifted slightly, trying to stretch your legs, but sunghoon tightened his hold on you, groaning as he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck.

"hoonie," you whispered softly, your voice still heavy and raspy with sleep.

"i need to get up."

he mumbled something incoherent, his voice muffled against your skin. you could feel his lips curve into a lazy smile as he placed a soft kiss on your neck, sending a shiver down your spine.

"stay," he murmured, his voice husky and filled with warmth.

"just a little longer baby, please."

you couldn’t help but smile at his reluctance to let you go.

"we have to get up eventually," you teased, though you made no real effort to move.

"not yet," he said, his voice more awake now.

he shifted slightly, pulling you even closer, pulling your body on top of his as he wrapped his arms around you, his lips finding yours in a slow, soft kiss.

the kiss was sweet and unhurried, a perfect reflection of the peaceful morning. it felt like time had stopped, leaving just the two of you in your own little world.

when he finally pulled back, his eyes met yours, and you could see the love and affection shining in them.

"good morning, beautiful" he said, his voice soft and filled with adoration.

"good morning, handsome" you replied, your heart swelling with happiness as you felt the feeling of giddiness come over you.

you reached up to run your fingers through his tousled hair, marveling at how perfect he looked even first thing in the morning.

sunghoon leaned into your touch, his eyes closing briefly as he savored the sensation.

"i love waking up next to you," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

"it’s the best part of my day."

your heart melted at his words, and you couldn’t resist leaning in to kiss him again. this kiss was deeper, more passionate, and you could feel the intensity of his feelings in every movement of his lips.

when you finally broke apart, both of you were breathless, your foreheads resting against each other.

"i love waking up next to you too," you said, your voice full of emotion.

"but we really should get up soon, hoon.."

sunghoon sighed dramatically, making you laugh. "fine," he said, though he made no move to release you.

instead, he started placing a trail of soft kisses along your jawline, moving slowly towards your ear.

"but not just yet."

you giggled, trying to squirm away from his ticklish kisses, but he held you firmly in place. "okay, okay," you relented, your laughter filling the room.

"just a little longer, but that’s it!"

"that’s more like it," he said with a satisfied grin. he settled back down, his arms still wrapped around you, and you rested your head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.

for a while, the two of you lay there in comfortable silence, simply enjoying each other’s presence.

the outside world seemed distant and unimportant, and all that mattered was the warmth and love you felt in sunghoon’s embrace.

eventually, the soft sounds of morning filled the room again—the chirping of birds outside the window, the distant hum of traffic, and the gentle rustle of the sheets as you shifted slightly.

but you were in no hurry to leave the cocoon of safety and happiness you had created together.

sunghoon’s fingers traced lazy patterns on your back, and you could feel his breath against your hair.

"i could stay like this forever," he murmured, his voice filled with contentment.

"me too," you agreed, lifting your head to look at him.

"but we really do need to get up."

he pouted, making you laugh again. "alright, alright," he said with a playful sigh.

"but just know that i’m going to miss this all day."

you smiled, feeling a rush of love for the boy beside you.

"we’ll have more mornings like this," you promised, leaning in to give him one last kiss.

"every morning, if you want."

"every morning," he echoed, his eyes shining with happiness.

"i like the sound of that."

with one final, gentle kiss on his forehead, you reluctantly pulled away, both of you finally getting up to start the day.

as you went about your morning routine, the memory of sunghoon’s embrace and the warmth of his kisses stayed with you, a reminder of the pure affection and love you shared and the many more mornings you would wake up together.

© won4kiss 2024

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⋆ ｡⋆୨୧˚— MY ONLY ONE

𝜗𝜚 ༘⋆ lee heeseung x f!reader. genre. fluff, angst, 𝑤𝗈𝗋𝖽 count 𐙚ㅤㅤ 979. 𝑤arnings ‎⸝⸝ not edited, kissing, skinship, ୭ৎ 𝑙una notes ⋆. hoon is bias wrecking me so hard right now. — 𝓵𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝔂 ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১ p2 of im not the only one !!

the months you spend healing with lee heeseung, after your marriage with park sunghoon comes to an end.

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you truly had thought sunghoon was it for you, until the last month after you caught him cheating of course.

his messages come in waves, each one crashing against the resolve you've built.

"i love you, y/n. i want a family with you. i'll change, i promise."

but these words have lost their worth to you, worn thin by repetition and unfulfilled promises.

it's a sunny saturday afternoon when you and heeseung find yourselves at the local grocery store. the sunlight filters through the large glass windows, casting a golden hue over the aisles.

you're laughing at something he said, your heart lighter than it has been in months. heeseung smiling down at you as your laugh pulls at his heart strings.

you try reaching for a can on the top shelf, and when you can’t reach it, heeseung towered over uou, holding your waist gently as he put the can in the cart, you couldn’t help but admire the ease with which he moves, the quiet grin in his smile which you know he’s holding back.

your phone buzzes again in your pocket, but you ignore it. you know it's another message from sunghoon.

you truly don’t know why you haven’t blocked him yet, is it cruel that you liked seeing how desperate sunghoon was when that was just you a couple weeks ago begging for him to make it home in time for dinner?

you don't need to look to know the pattern by now; declarations of love, pleas for another chance, and promises of change. but here, with heeseung, those messages feel like echoes from a past you’ve already to leave behind.

as you round the corner to the produce section, you spot the last person you wanted to see, sunghoon. his eyes widen in surprise, he looks horrible, you think. the dark circles under his eyes, his unwashed hair, and the wedding ring still on his finger.

he then narrows his eyes at you and heeseung in a mix of hurt and jealousy.

heeseung quickly notices your change in demeanor and follows your gaze. his hand gently finds your back, his touch reassuring you in a gesture of support that makes you feel grounded.

"y/n," sunghoon says, stepping closer.

there's a desperation in his voice that tugs at something deep inside you, but it’s muted, distant.

"can we talk?"

heeseung's hand remains a steady presence. you draw strength from it, from him.

"sunghoon, there's nothing left to talk about. i’m moving on."

his eyes dart to heeseung, and then back to you.

"with him? really? you know, hes always wanted you for himself!"

you take a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment. the disrespect he had directed at heeseung sparked anger within you.

"yes, with him. and you know what sunghoon? i’m happy. for the first time in months, and at least he wants only me, he isn’t going around making out with his coworkers while i wait at home.”

sunghoon’s face crumples as you see the tears building up in his eyes, and for a moment, you almost feel sorry.

but then you remember all the times you felt alone even when he was right beside you, all the promises that turned to dust, all the times he slept beside you in your bed after what he did to you. you stand taller, more confidence radiating off of you.

heeseung, sensing the tension, steps forward slightly, shielding you from the sight of sunghoon.

"let's go, y/n," he says softly, his voice a soft wave to your frayed nerves.

sunghoon watches you both walk away, his heart slightly cracking at the sight of heeseung kissing your forehead, his presence lingering like a fading storm.

as you and heeseung leave the store, the air outside feels fresher, the sun warmer, you feel closure.

over the next few weeks, your relationship with heeseung deepens in the most unexpected ways. it's in the small moments; the way he remembers your favorite coffee order, the gentle teasing that makes you laugh until your sides hurt, the silent understanding on the nights where the pain comes back, when words aren’t necessary.

one afternoon, you find yourselves passing time at the park, sitting on a bench as the sun sets. heeseung is telling you about a childhood memory, his eyes sparkling with nostalgia.

you watch him, feeling a warmth spread through your chest.

it's not just attraction—it's comfort, safety, sanctuary and something that feels an awful lot like love.

he catches you staring and raises an eyebrow.

"what? do i have something on my face?"

you laugh, shaking your head.

"no, it's just... i’m happy. really happy, i haven’t been this happy in.. so long"

he smiles, a slow, genuine smile that reaches his eyes.

"me too, y/n. me too."

now it’s months later, your relationship with heeseung is strong, the relationships that feel like they were born out of a fairytale.

there’s a gentleness in his love, a steady reliability that makes you feel cherished.

you're both sitting on your couch, a movie playing in the background. heeseung has his arm around you, and you lean into him, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest.

you turn to look at him, and he meets your gaze with a soft smile, as he caresses your cheek.

"i love you, heeseung," you suddenly say, the words feeling right and true.

his eyes widen slightly, then soften. he leans down, pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek.

"i love you too, y/n. more than you’ll ever know."

in that moment, surrounded by the quiet hum of the movie and the warmth of his embrace, you know that you've found something real, something lasting.

and as you drift off to sleep in his arms, you know that this is just the beginning of your story together, one without pain and tears.

© won4kiss 2024

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yall I locked in for three hours im done writing now 🥲🥲🥲

my back hurts.

a breakup can't break me

➵ sometimes love just isn't enough.

pairing: heeseung x gn! reader

summary: follow heeseung as he learns to move on from someone he really used to love (and maybe still does).

note: I thought sunghoon was going to be my angst debut but I was washing the dishes and "it's alright :)" by kevin walkman came on and I was like hey I could write something about that! you can try listening to it and guess which lyrics are direct inspirations.

warning(s): angst, bittersweet (?) ending

word count: 1.4 k

“wha- hey!” heeseung exclaims as his phone is yanked out of his hands.

having a suspicion as to what the 01 was doing on his phone, jake turns the screen towards himself, and upon confirmation, he levels heeseung with an unimpressed stare.

“really? it’s been, like, 2 years.”

now, truth be told, the man in question only feels the teensiest amount of shame right now. so what if he was using his private instagram account to stalk his ex years after their breakup? it was perfectly sane, normal and healthy.

or so heeseung liked to tell his group members whenever they caught him lingering over your relationship and reminiscing. you two had been highschool sweethearts, and the perfect couple to outsider eyes.

so much so, that he was surprised (although more relieved) that no leaks of the previous relationship had sprung up since he debuted. although, you two had taken care to maintain a proper image even then, aware of a possible future as an idol considering he was a trainee.

truth be told, the breakup was amicable. more or less. there was no big bang or fight full of tears and angry words. just a young boy telling you he was off to chase his dreams and you, unfortunately, had no place amongst those dreams.

heeseung had broken up with you before i-land; for a little bit you had hoped that he would fail and flop out so he could get back together with you. but you knew, even then, there was no stopping the boy from chasing his dream.

and, once you pondered it a bit more, nor would you want to. in your opinion, not only did heeseung live and breathe for singing and dancing, he was born to be an idol.

and you, well you were just born to be y/n. the closest you would come to a star was the ghost of its heat as it shot past in the sky.

heeseung was a global idol, known to millions of fans, and you were just you. you doubted people would even believe you if you attempted to tell them. what would you say, like “hey, that man on your phone home screen? yeah, he used to be mine.”

no way. you actually had told your best friend that you and heeseung used to be an item, for lack of better words, and while they had believed you, they missed no opportunity to tease you about it.

“i heard heeseung has a couple writing credits on their new album,” your best friend would goad, “how much do you wanna bet that they’re about you?”

you roll your eyes, crossing your arms as well, “i highly doubt enhypen would let their title track be about someone heeseung dated several years ago.”

they had smirked, “wanna bet?”

“yeah, yeah, putting aside that we’d have no way of knowing, if we ever find out one of enhypen’s song is about me, you’ll never have to pay for coffee for the rest of your life.” 

they shouted in excitement, rambling something about keeping you to your word, and “no take-backsies” (whatever that meant).

in reality, you had better hope your best friend never encounters enhypen, because then you’d be down a whole lot of money.

truth be told, heeseung considered you his muse. it might be embarrassing, it might be downright pathetic, but he spent a whole lot of time thinking about you and your relationship. about what could have been.

the portion of writing he had contributed to enhypen’s discography was all birthed through thoughts of you, ranging from aching, longing songs, to songs about moving on and acceptance. sure, they were altered to fit enhypen’s style and lore, but, the fact remained that they were written about you.

unfortunately not for you, but about you.

even as the stylists dress him up in ripped clothing for one of their comebacks, he thinks back to when you mentioned about that type of rugged style being kinda sexy. if he had any doubts about his outfit before, they were all cleared when that memory came up.

he smiled with melancholy, what a time his highschool years were. even though heeseung was still young, he considered you to be his youth. you were on his mind a lot, a fact that made the rest of enhypen’s lives harder because they had to reel him in from contacting you.

it’s not that they thought you were a bad person, no, and it wasn’t even specifically for their careers. it’s just, a lot of time had passed. heeseung was a much different person than he was when you were together, and you were bound to be as well.

it wouldn’t be fair for the boy to attempt to light a spark, when he had no idea if he could provide the love and care to nurture that flame. so it was up to them to scold him gently and encourage him to move on.

even if he had that goofy smile on every time your mutual favourite artist came up in the car or in the dorm. the first time, his members were more than a little confused to find the reason behind his smile, because wasn’t your ex supposed to ruin things for you? but no, heeseung found himself enjoying the music just as much, if not more.

as long as he ignored the pang in his heart. as long as he hid the fact from his friends that he still followed your spotify and would routinely steal your playlists and add your liked songs to his account.

because in so many ways, the two of you were still so compatible. sometimes heeseung wondered if he would have done anything differently, if he had the opportunity to go back and change it all.

and ultimately, despite the whatever jake thought he had held heeseung back from, this was the reason he never reached out to you and messaged you. even as you still had the other’s number saved. even as neither of you had blocked the other on social media.

it was because no matter how much heeseung pondered it, he would never change his decision. he loved being an idol, singing, dancing, all too much. losing you was one of the hardest things heeseung had been through, but he could still bear it.

the same was hard to say the other way around. ultimately, it was his fault though, so he would deal with the throbs of loneliness, the ache that settled in at night when all he wanted were a certain pair of arms to settle around him and warm him inside out.

this morning, heeseung has not thought about you yet. of course, considering patterns, it is only a matter of time. (perhaps when jungwon mentions trying out a dessert that had been your favourite, or when jay shows him a cologne he just bought and heeseung remembers you saying this was the perfect scent for him. perhaps later.)

heeseung goes through his morning routine, unbeknownst to the fact that his phone is flashing with a contact name that has not graced his phone screen in years, even as he did not have the heart to change it. he remains unsuspecting of a second attempt, this time the phone’s screen catching the attention of a nearby jay.

his eyes widen, knowing who it is, and as much as he wants to swipe the “ missed call ” notification and leave heeseung none the wiser at your attempts to call him, he refrains. this decision is heeeung’s and his alone.

jay didn’t have to worry, however.

when heeseung comes out of the shower and checks his phone, his eyes widen, and the device almost slips from his grasp. his fingers tremble slightly. heeseung stares at the phone for a long, long time.

he gets up, walks around, and then comes back to it and sits down. he waits, and waits, and waits.

another call doesn’t arrive. the message is clear– the ball is in his court, and whatever this is, is up to him. 

heeseung inhales,

and he swipes the notification away. he leaves the ball on the floor and walks away from the court.

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