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𖠵 . ׅ ࣪ ⌇𝑀𝐴GN𝐸𝑇IC

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 bad boy! 𝑙ee heeseung x 𝑓! reader. 𝒢enre fluff. 𝓢ynopsis. in which one single detention session with lee heeseung changes everything ! 𝑤𝑐 𐙚ㅤㅤ 873 ⸝⸝ not edited, kissing, skinship ⸝⸝ ୭ৎ — 𝓵𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝔂 ᥫ᭡

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GROWING UP, YOU HAD ALWAYS BEEN THE GOLDEN GIRL. — completely on the top of your all your classes, effortlessly charming, and admired by everyone at school.

heeseung, on the other hand, was the bad influence type boy with a magnetic allure that drew whispers and gazes wherever he went, even having his own fan club.

your paths had rarely crossed throughout all of high school until that fateful afternoon when you found yourself in the same detention room, sentenced to spend an hour together.

the moment you saw lee heeseung in the room, you knew it was going to be one long hour for you. — more under cut !

heeseung leaned against the wall, his expression unreadable as he watched you cautiously take a seat across from him.

"no way— if it isn’t our little golden girl, y/n!" he drawled, breaking the silence with a smirk.

"what trouble did you get yourself into, walking into class two seconds late?"

you shot him a playful glare, feeling a rush of adrenaline at his sudden proximity.

"maybe i just wanted to see what the bad boy was up to,"

you countered, with the boldness of your words, even surprising yourself as you muttered the words out.

his smirk widened into a grin, somehow resembling a cheshire cat as his eyes sparkled with amusement.

"curiosity killed the cat, you know."

but despite his teasing demeanor, there was a flicker of something in his eyes when he let out that genuine smile — a vulnerability that made your heart skip a beat.

and a smile you’re sure you haven’t seen in your four years of attending school together.

as the minutes passed, you surprisingly found yourselves sharing funny stories, telling jokes, and learning unexpected common ground about each other.

you quickly realized after that hour with lee heeseung, he wasn't just the bad boy; he was witty, perceptive, knee-slapping hilarious and somehow very kind beneath his tough exterior.

when the bell signaling the end of detention finally rang, you both hesitated, reluctant to part ways after bonding so well, you both felt a connection you just couldn’t ignore.

"same time tomorrow?" heeseung asked nervously, a hint of hope painting his tone.

you nodded, unable to suppress the smile that spread across your face.

"well, why not? but only if you promise to behave not to get into too much trouble before then."

heeseung chuckled, a deep, magical sound that sent shivers down your spine.

"deal."

over the following days, your secret meetings in detention became the highlight of your everyday routine.

you laughed together, quarrelled over dumb things, and slowly unraveled the layers of each other's personalities.

the golden girl and the bad boy— total opposites yet you two couldn’t possibly deny that you drawn to each other like magnets.

on a rainy afternoon, as you sat together in comfortable silence, heeseung turned to you with a deep look in his eyes that made your breath twitch.

"you know," he began softly,

"i used to think being the local delinquent was my only role in this world. but then i met you, and suddenly, everything feels… different."

your heart raced, literally feeling it pump in your chest as his words hung in the air, charged with unspoken thoughts and emotions.

without thinking, you reached out and intertwined your fingers with his, feeling the electric warmth of his touch against your skin.

heeseung's gaze softened at the sight as he let out a soft smile, his thumb gently tracing circles on the back of your hand.

"i don't want to be the bad boy anymore,"

he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper.

"not if it means i can't be with you."

in that very moment, the world around you faded away, leaving only the two of you and the strong intensity of your connection.

with a surge of courage and impulse, you leaned in, cupping his cheeks gently and pressed your lips to his, almost feeling like a silent confession, a promise.

heeseung responded eagerly, his kiss gentle yet filled with a passion that ignited a fire within you.

time seemed to stand still as you lost yourselves in each other, the feeling of your body’s pressed together and souls intertwined.

the weight of unspoken words and shared feelings finally making its way out in the sweetness of your embrace.

when you finally pull apart, breathless and cheeks flushed pink, heeseung leans in once again and smiles against your lips.

a smile that signified and spoke of newfound possibilities and a future together filled with sweet moments like this.

"i think i'm done being the bad boy," he murmured, his voice tinged with a certain softness and wonder.

“really?” you asked with a hint of amusement on your face.

"mmh, because with you, i’ve finally found something worth being good for."

you let out a soft grin as you leaned into his embrace once again, the rain tapping softly against the windows, the rain blocking out your intimacy and vulnerability you could only share with each other out from the rest of the world.

you knew that this— whatever it was between you, was just the beginning of a love story written in whispers and stolen kisses.

© won4kiss 2024

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𖠵 . ׅ ࣪ ⌇ 𝑀𝑂𝑂𝐷 𝑆𝑊𝐼𝑁G𝑆 !

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 bf! 𝑛ishimura riki x 𝑓! reader. 𝒢enre fluff. 𝓢ynopsis. in which riki takes care of you on your period ! 𝑤𝑐 𐙚ㅤㅤ 1102 ⸝⸝ not edited, kissing, cramps, food, pet names, y/n being cranky ! requested ⸝⸝ ୭ৎ — 𝓵𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝔂 ᥫ᭡

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YOU STIRRED AWAKE WITH A KNOWING DEEP SENSE OF DREAD.

the familiar, unwelcome ache in your abdomen signalled the start of a tough day.

as you rolled over in bed, clutching your stomach, you realize your period has arrived with a painful vengeance.

the cramps are more intense than usual, and the deadly mood swings are already making their presence known.

riki, your playful and loving boyfriend, was already up and about.

he poked his head into the bedroom with a bright grin, clearly in a great mood, not mixing well with your own. — more under cut !

"morning, sleepyhead! want some breakfast?"

his cheerfulness is usually contagious, but today, it grates on your nerves harshly.

you mustered up a weak smile and shook your head.

"no, ki. not today, sorry."

he pouts, but you can see the mischievous glint sparkling in his eyes.

"oh, come on. you need to eat something. how about pancakes? or waffles- i could even make some-"

"did you hear not hear me? i said no, riki,"

you snap, a bit harsher than intended. the pain and frustration coursing through your body getting the better of you.

riki's smile faltered.

"okay, okay, no need to bite my head off,"

he mutters, looking hurt. he turns away, muttering something under his breath.

the guilt of your actions hits you instantly, but the pain is relentless.

you grab your pain relievers from the bedside table and swallow a couple, hoping they'll kick in soon.

as you lie back down, you hear riki moving around in the living room, but you can't bring yourself to get up and apologize.

minutes pass, then an hour. the cramps show no sign of letting up, and the painkillers seem to be doing little to no help.

you hear riki's footsteps approaching again, and he peeks into the room, this time with a more grim expression.

"do you need anything?" he asks, his voice gentle and soft.

"just some peace and quiet," you mumble, turning away from him.

you couldn’t bear to look at him, knowing quite well you've hurt his feelings.

he doesn't say anything, just closes the door softly behind him.

you felt a pang of guilt again, but you're too exhausted to do anything about it.

you told yourself you’d apologize the next time he makes his way into the room, with a grin making its way onto your features thinking about your boyfriend.

you close your eyes, hoping to drift off to sleep and escape the pain for a little while.

suddenly, you hear the front door open and close.

you sat up, alarmed. did riki just leave? panic sat in quickly.

what if he left because you snapped at him?

the thought made your eyes well up with tears. you didn't mean to be so harsh; it was just the pain talking.

you curled up on the bed, hugging your knees to your chest, and let the tears flow.

you feel utterly miserable, both physically and emotionally. the cramps are bad, but the thought of riki being upset with you is even worse.

time passes slowly, each minute dragging on like an eternity. you hear the front door open again, and a wave of relief washes over you.

riki's back. but you're still crying, and you don't want him to see you like this.

the bedroom door creaks open, and riki steps in, carrying a large shopping bag. he freezes when he sees you crying, his face softening immediately.

"hey, hey, what's wrong?" he asks, rushing to your side worriedly.

"i... i thought you left because i snapped at you," you choke out between sobs.

riki looks at you with a mixture of confusion and concern.

"why would you think that? i just went to get something."

you look at him, your eyes red and puffy, making his heart break.

"because i was so mean to you, and then you just left."

he places the bag on the floor and sits beside you on the bed, pulling you into his arms gently.

"oh, baby, i'm so sorry. i didn't mean to make you feel that way." he gently strokes your hair, his touch soothing.

"you didn't," you whisper, sniffling.

"it's just... everything hurts, and i feel so bad for snapping at you."

he pulls back slightly, looking into your eyes.

"it's okay. i know you're in pain. i should have been more understanding."

he kisses your forehead, then reaches for the bag.

"i went to get you some things to make you feel better."

curiosity piqued, you peek into the bag as he pulls out various items.

there are your favorite pads, a selection of chocolates, a cute teddy bear, and a huge selection of your very own comfort foods.

your heart swelled with gratitude and love.

"ki, you didn't have to do all this," you say, your voice trembling, all a sudden feeling incredibly emotional.

he smiles softly.

"i wanted to. i hate seeing you in pain. i’d do anything to make you feel better."

you throw your arms around him, hugging him tightly.

"thank you. you're amazing."

he giggles, that familiar playful spark returning to his eyes.

"anything for my girl."

he kisses you again, this time on the lips, a sweet, lingering kiss that makes you forget about the pain for a moment.

for the rest of the day, riki stayed by your side, pampering you with affection and care.

he heats up a warm towel for your stomach, brings you snacks, and even puts on your favorite movies.

when the pain becomes too much, he holds you close, whispering soothing words and rubbing your back.

as the evening goes on, the pain starts to dull, and you feel a sense of comfort and peace.

riki's presence, his love and care, make all the difference.

you cuddle up to him on the couch, the teddy bear clutched in your arms, feeling safe and loved.

"thank you, riki," you murmur, your head resting on his shoulder.

he wraps an arm around you, pulling you closer.

"no need to thank me. i love you, and i'll always be here for you, no matter what."

“plus.. who else would deal with your mood swings?”

you smile at his words, finally feeling the day end as you close your eyes, snuggling into his warmth.

despite the rough beginning, the day has turned into one filled with love and tenderness, all thanks to riki.

and as you drift off to sleep, you know that no matter how bad things get, you'll always have riki to depend on.

© won4kiss 2024

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sonny baby !!

(🦒) ── LEE HEESEUNG [희승] ⁞ ㅤㅤ𝓰. fluffㅤㅤ୨୧ㅤㅤ warnings : est. relationship, pet names (babe), skinship, kissing (literally like a very chaiste, singular one.)ㅤ⟡ㅤ!nonidol boyfriend !hee 𝔁 fem !reader ㅤᯓ ꒰ wc : 826 ꒱ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsynopsis .ᐟ in which your boyfriend suprises you with your very own sonny angel !! ── 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 ᡣ𐭩

juno's note ─ randomly got the motivation to write this bc I just ordered some new sonny's hehe ( ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ഒ if you enjoyed reading this, please be sure to like & reblog !! ♡

you stood in the middle of your living room, face etched with horror as you stared down at your favorite sonny angel--a bright yellow giraffe adorned with stubby horns and brown spots, discarded carelessly on the carpet.

you slowly picked it up, immediately noticing the defects and bite marks that painted the plastic figurine. you couldn't believe it! what was once your most cherished angel in pristine condition was downgraded to a chewed-up trinket.

your eyes landed on the culprit, the dark brown feline sitting carelessly on the edge of the couch, oblivious to your inner turmoil.

"ddongsik!" you scolded, holding up the tiny angel in all its imperfect glory. the cat, however, watched with innocent eyes, blinking a few times before indifferently stretching out it's limbs on the couch.

you let out a soft sigh, padding around the room in disbelief with the sonny in your hands, a lump forming in your throat. anyone else might have shrugged it off, realizing it was just a silly mistake by a curious cat. but you? you had a reason to be upset.

that silly giraffe was the first gift your boyfriend, heeseung, had given you for your anniversary. it was a sweet gesture, the root of your sonny collection as a whole. but now that your first ever baby was ruined, you felt almost hopeless.

heeseung emerged from the bedroom, concern evident on his face as his eyes flicked between you and the cat sitting comfortably on the couch.

"babe? what's wrong?"

you held the sonny angel up for heeseung to see, watching his eyes widen in understanding. he sighed, quickly making his way over to you.

"ddongsik strikes again, huh?" he mumbled, gently taking the sonny from your hands, his eyes searching for yours. "i'm so sorry, y/n. i know how much this meant to you."

you could only nod, watching intently as he inspected it. "it was my favorite, hee. now it's ruined."

you sniffled, biting the corner of your lip to hold back the emotions begging to escape.

heeseung's eyes softened at the crestfallen look on your face. he tipped your chin so you would look at him before pressing a soft kiss onto your forehead.

"hey, don't worry. we'll figure something out."

he reassured, pulling you into a comforting hug, his chin resting on the top of your head.

you let out a soft sigh, surrendering to his care as you rested your head on his chest, inhaling deeply.

"promise?"

"promise."

over the next few days, heeseung seemed unusually busy. he'd vanish for hours, claiming he had errands to run, but always returned with paint smudges on his fingers and a mysterious gleam in his eyes.

when you asked what he was up to, he'd just flash a mischievous smile and tease it was a surprise. curiosity gnawed at you, yet you trusted him enough to let it be, even though the mystery continued to eat you alive.

one evening, upon returning home, you found heeseung sitting at the kitchen table, a wide grin lighting up his face. “close your eyes,” he instructed.

a soft smile graced your lips at his excitement before reluctantly obeying, feeling a flutter of anticipation in your chest.

heeseung guided you to a chair, helping you settle in before signalling you to cup your hands. after a moment, you felt something small and delicate placed into your palms, curiosity now fully piqued.

heeseung couldn't help but chuckle softly at the look on your face, gazing at you fondly before clearing his throat. "alright, open them."

you blinked open your eyes, and there in your hands were two customized sonny angels, meticulously painted to resemble you and heeseung. they were adorable, capturing tiny details that mirrored your features and heeseung’s gentle doe eyes.

you gasped softly, overwhelmed with emotion. "heeseung, is this…?"

he nodded eagerly. "i couldn't stand seeing you sad about the old one. so, i decided to create new memories—sonny angels that represent us, together."

tears welled up in your eyes as you examined the figurines, marveling at their intricate details. "it's perfect," you whispered, voice thick with emotion.

heeseung chuckled warmly, cupping your face with his hand and brushing away a tear with his thumb. “anything to see you smile again.”

in that moment, ddongsik strolled in, eyeing the new sonny angels with a curious tilt of his head. you quickly lifted them out of his reach, both you and heeseung laughing at the cat’s determined expression.

“we’ll have to find a safer spot for these,” heeseung chuckled, affectionately rubbing your shoulder.

you nodded, feeling warmth spread through your chest. “definitely.”

later that night, as you placed the new sonny angels on a special high shelf, safely out of ddongsik’s reach, you couldn’t help but admire heeseung’s handiwork once more. it wasn’t just a simple toy; it was a testament to his love and thoughtfulness. and that made it even more precious than the first.

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HE'S SO PRETTY ✦ SJY

➵ to love and be loved is everything

pairing: jake x f! reader

summary: sometimes you want to try a new makeup look out, but you can't do it the way you want on yourself. luckily, jake is always willing to be your model.

note: you'd be surprised by how easy it is to post often once you let go of being perfect and write down an idea whenever it comes...

warning(s): a teensy bit suggestive at one point, but mostly just a joke

word count: 1008

jake had been lazing on the couch, unsuspecting, when it happened.

he noticed his girlfriend in the entrance to the family room in their shared apartment, eyeing him with a keen, searching gaze.

he raised a brow, intrigued by what she was trying to observe.

"jake."

he hummed, "yeah?"

"let me put makeup on you."

now jake did not in fact have any sort of liquid in his mouth, but it he had it would be all over their coffee table at this point.

he spluttered slightly, "what?!"

and of course you turned your powerful pleading gaze on him, the one you know he can't resist.

"can i please put makeup on you? i saw a look i want to try, but it doesn't suit me at all."

jake contemplated slightly, the television running in the background long forgotten by then.

he smiled brightly at you, "sure!"

your jaw dropped slightly in surprise which confused him, "i thought that's what you wanted? wait! was this a test?"

you laughed, "no no! i just didn't expect you to agree so easily…"

by now you had made your way properly into the room and settled on the couch facing him.

jake tilted his head and you were hit with the image of a puppy, causing you to snicker before answering.

"but why?"

you shrugged, "some guys find it emasculating."

"oh...? but do whatever you want, baby?"

you gave him a cheshire cat smile, "yeah? even if i want to post you?"

jake grimaced, "as long as the look isn't ugly."

you gasped and smacked his shoulder, affronted.

"yah! my makeup always looks nice, and you know that."

he smiled because he did know that, but jake just ruffles your hair in lieu of a response.

you just huffed at his lack of faith and tug him towards your shared bedroom by the wrist.

you instructed jake on completing pre-makeup routines which causes him to pout because why couldn't you do it for him?

you: jake! babe! i'm not going to wash your face for you!

jake: why not :( 

yeah... anyway, once he was all set, you settled him onto a chair.

it soon became apparent that the angle was a little awkward. because you weren't a professional makeup artist, you weren't that experienced in putting make up on others.

jake noted the frustration in your brow and whispered, trying his best not to break your concentration.

"hey, y/n..."

you let out a delayed hum, acknowledging him without turning your concentration to him.

"maybe this would be easier on the bed?"

now he had your attention. you glance at him with a raised brow, "how so?"

"well. i could lay down or like sit up and you could uh be on my lap?"

his voice pitched up near the end, clearly slightly nervous in asking the question.

your eyes lit up, thinking it could be the perfect solution before you narrowed your eyes in suspicion.

"and you have no ulterior motives?"

jake busted into laughter, "well i'd never claim that i don't benefit from having a pretty lady in my lap, but no. i promise i'll just lay there and let you do as you please."

"as i please, huh?" you waggled your eyebrows at jake and he just snorted.

"yeah, yeah, let's go."

you did feel a flush climb up you at the intimacy of the position, however it's far outweighed by the concentration at getting the look right. you looked at your phone in reference a few times, deciding once you had finished that you should style his hair as well.

you scrambled off the bed to gather more supplies from the washroom, leaving jake with stern instructions not to look at himself.

it was incredibly difficult, but jake managed to hold back the curiosity until you returned with his hair products.

he let you work peacefully, only closing his eyes and relaxing into the soothing feeling of your hands running through his hair.

jake had almost dozed off when you clapped and exclaimed, startling him.

"alright! all done."

you led jake to the vanity by the hand, only giving him the instruction to close his eyes because covering his eyes yourself would ruin the makeup.

"you can open your eyes," you whisper into jake's ears from behind him.

jake does as told and gasped. if he was being entirely honest, he had expected a full glam look and while not too excited for it, wasn't dreading it either. but this--

"babe, you made me look so hot!"

it was the perfect mix of subtle and dramatic.

you laughed, "first of all, you do that all on your own, but i'm glad you like it."

jake shook his head, you didn't understand. you did such a good job! he had to show this off to everyone.

you stared with confusion at your boyfriend as he made his way to the closet, ruffling through clothes. admittedly the alluring make up look paired with jake's pyjamas was a funny sight.

"whatcha doing, jakey?" you questioned when he took longer than usual.

"looking for an outfit! it's gonna make the photos look so much better, trust."

you laughed at his enthusiasm, he was now more excited at the prospect of posting the look than you were.

you decided to tease him, "but what if i want to keep this view all to myself."

he paused in his search, "...that's fine!"

but you knew him too well to not recognize the pout in his words.

"of course, i'm kidding! once you get dressed i'll use the training i received from.. your friends actually, on how to take good photos."

his previous excitement returned and you swore you could almost see a tail wagging in excitement.

so adorable! and yet he looked so handsome at the same time? incredibly unfair.

you lazed on the bed, scrolling through your phone to decide what pose and lighting would suit the look best while he got dressed.

and in the end, the pictures turned out amazing.

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𖠵 . ׅ ࣪ ⌇ 𝑉OW𝐸𝐷 𝑇𝑂 𝐵𝐸 YO𝑈𝑅𝑆 !

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 husband! park sunghoon x 𝑓! reader. 𝒢enre fluff. 𝓢ynopsis. in which you’re finally marrying the love of your life ! 𝑤𝑐 𐙚ㅤㅤ 825 ⸝⸝ not edited, kissing ⸝⸝ inspired by this song ! ୭ৎ — 𝓵𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝔂 ᥫ᭡

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THE MORNING SUN SHINED THROUGH THE LACE CURTAINS, CASTING A SOFT GOLDEN GLOW ACROSS THE ROOM.

today is the day, the supposed happiest day of your life.

the day you marry park sunghoon, the love of your life.

your heart fluttered with a mix of excitement and nerves as you took a deep breath, trying your absolute best to steady yourself for the moments ahead.

the room buzzed with quiet and excitement filled chatter. friends and family moved in and out, offering words of encouragement and love.

you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror—your reflection radiates happiness, a glow that seems to come from within, which anybody could probably see even miles away. — more under cut !

the delicate lace of your dress hugs your form perfectly, the intricate details a sign to the love and care that went into every stitch.

outside, the world is waking up to a perfect summer day.

the garden where the ceremony is to take place is adorned with flowers in full bloom, their vibrant colors a pleasing sight for the eyes.

the air is filled with the sweet scent of roses and lilies, mixing with the soft notes of the music playing in the background.

it’s a scene straight out of a fairytale, and you can hardly believe it’s real.

as you made your way to the garden, you catch the sight of sunghoon standing at the altar.

he looked breathtakingly handsome in his suit, his usual cool, laid back demeanor softened by the pure and vulnerable emotion in his eyes.

he turns as you approach, and the look on his face takes your breath away.

his eyes shine with a mix of love and awe, completely starstruck as if he’s seeing you for the first time.

the world seems to fade away as you walk down the aisle, your gaze locked with sunghoon’s.

the people around you seemed to fade away with each step you grew closer to sunghoon.

every step brings you closer to him, the distance between you shrinking with each heartbeat.

the music softly played in the background, the melody of “forever young” playing softly, a reminder of the timeless love you share, a reminder of each and every moment from your love story bringing you to this day.

when you finally reach him, he takes your hand, his touch warm and reassuring.

his eyes search yours, a silent promise passing between you.

this is the moment you’ve both dreamed of, the beginning of a forever together.

the officiant begins to speak, but their words are a blur.

all you can focus on is sunghoon, your sunghoon, your soon to be husband in a few seconds.

the way his thumb gently strokes the back of your hand, the warmth of his presence grounding you in this surreal moment.

you exchanged vows, your voices steady despite the tears that threatened to fall.

each word taking you back to the journey you’ve taken together, the love that has grown stronger with each passing day.

“i promise to love you, to cherish you, to stand by your side through every joy and every challenge,”

sunghoon says, his voice filled with emotion.

“you are my everything, and i vow to be yours forever.”

your heart swells with love as you repeat your vows, your voice trembling with the weight of the promises you’re making.

“i promise to love you, to support you, to be your partner in every adventure,”

you say, your eyes locked with his.

“you are my heart, my soul, my forever.”

when the officiant finally announces you as married, the world seems to burst into color.

sunghoon leans in, capturing your lips in a kiss that seals your vows, a kiss that speaks of all the love and dreams you’ve shared.

the cheers of your loved ones fill the air, but all you can focus on is the feeling of sunghoon’s lips on yours, the taste of forever.

the reception is a blur of laughter, pure joy, happiness, and celebration.

you and sunghoon move through the crowd, greeting your guests and sharing in the celebration.

the dance floor thrives, and you find yourselves swaying to the soft music playing in the background, your bodies moving in perfect harmony.

in this moment, everything feels perfect.

sunghoon’s arms wrapped around you, his breath warm against your ear as he whispers sweet words to you, love radiating off of him, the stars beginning to twinkle in the twilight sky—it’s a dream come true.

“i can’t believe we’re finally here,” you whisper, looking up at him.

he smiles, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “it feels like a dream,” he says.

“but it’s our reality. our forever.”

as you dance under the stars, the world fades away, leaving just the two of you in your perfect moment.

the melody plays on, a reminder in the back of your head of the love that will keep you forever young, forever in love.

© won4kiss 2024

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