Authors Note:

author’s note:

dear lord i wrote this one in one night on the caffiene of one boba tea- i didn’t even proof read it but lord knows what i wrote, i don’t even want to look at it if it’s doing this bad- all i remember was jumping around for a good hour and then pouring my energy into typing up whatever Daisy turned out to be :,) i hope it gets more attention soon or i might just take it down : D

Ar you made of wool? Cause you fit me perfectly sweater, Happy Valentines Sweater!!

Oh my- oh my god ilysm yellow you’re so sweet 🥺🥺 Happy Valentine’s day to you too!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️

author’s note:

it’s the way how i played my sad playlist to grasp the mood of this and actually starting to cry and feel bad for putting this poor guy through all of this :,)) so i spared some space for your imagination near the end lolol // I hope people actually read to the end of the fic, I was actually debating whether or not to give that ending scene heheh but oh well what’s done is done :33

read Flower here!!

Freeze! You're under arrest for being so lovely. Keep smiling and be healthy! Copy this message to 10 other blogs that you think are beautiful and deserve it. Keep the game going and make others feel beautiful!!! 😼💕

GN THIS IS SO SWEET I CANNOT- thank u ren 🥺🥺🥺 much luv to you 🥺🥺💖💘💕❤️💖

author’s note

soooooo hi :D Sorry for the sudden disappearance, I’ve been caught up with a lot of homework and I finally had the time to actually write after so long :,(( I’m going to find some time to write though (even though I’ve been having some major writer’s block recently) 

Falling just came out of no where tbh, I found Bruno Major playing Regent’s Park with an accompanist on TikTok and I started BAWLING just imagining slow dancing with someone to it- but yes I may or may not expand on this idea but later on huehue n e ways..

happy reading <3

Red (y.jh)

MASTERLIST

Leaning back in his chair Jeonghan’s fingers carded through his hair before eyeing the letter addressed to you laid. 

It mocked him, that folded paper held his innermost feelings that he was never able to tell you. Jeonghan groaned and threw his arms upwards, shaking his fist to the sky, cursing his heart for betraying him. Returning to an upright position, he contemplated whether confessing was worth it or not. His eyes traveled back to the letter. Jeonghan clicked his tongue in annoyance before standing up and swiping the letter and jacket, heading out the door to your apartment.

His face was a fiery red as he made his way to the apartment, the letter slowly getting crumpled in his nervous (and slightly sweaty) palms.

The usually confident and nonchalant Jeonghan was undoubtedly smitten.