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where can i get one like him 😭😭

eunhyeok x really affectionate reader?

a/n: yall i cannot stop thinking about both him and dohwa omggggg

pairing: eunhyeok x f!reader

"here."

the feeling of something warm falling around your shoulders is sudden but not unwanted.

instinctively, you feel your body easing, a sense of ease washing over you despite the confusion of who's sweater you were now wearing. you lean back, held tilted back as a shadow falls over you, peering past the edge of the hood that was also thrown over your head, and instantly, a smile falls on your face when you see who it is.

"eunhyeok!"

he meets your eyes, hands shoved in the pockets of his school uniform as he smirks down at you; "you looked cold." is all he says in explanation, and you feel your cheeks flush lightly at the knowing look on his face. "did you forget your sweater this morning again?"

letting out a pout, you shift, slowing your step so you're walking next to him instead of in front of him. without thought, you take his arm in yours, pressing yourself against his side as you lean into him. "i didn't mean to," you mumble, slightly embarrassed at having been caught and enjoying teasing him right back.

eunhyeok rolls his eyes, but still, there's a look of concern as he frowns down at you. "you were practically shaking," he explains, "if you forgot your coat, why didn't you take the bus at least?"

and the answer is simple. it'd be the first thing on your mind when you woke up. or rather, a feeling.

"i wanted to see you," you smile up at him.

his cheeks flush, turning his head away all while you stay clinging to his side, using his free hand to hide the blush on his cheeks. you see it all the same and just simply grin up at him, admiring just how absolutely beautiful eunhyeok truly is.

"how'd you know i wouldn't take the bus?"

you shrug; "just a feeling."

he blushes more, face burning red whilst you turn your gaze back ahead, letting out a quiet hum as you let your head rest against his arm, never missing a step.

-

"say 'ah'!"

you barely give eunhyeok a second to think.

before he knows it, food is suddenly shoved in front of his face and into his mouth and he doesn't have the time to think before he's automatically abiding by your wishes and taking a bite.

it isn't until you pull away, a bright grin on your face, chewing that he realizes you two are not alone and in fact, there's a whole group of people staring at him.

the shock on his friends faces' slowly disappears, quickly being replaced by grins and quiet snickers as they mock him silently, fully aware eunhyeok is watching them. he's thankful they're quiet enough that you don't hear, but as he glances over you, eunhyeok thinks you wouldn't even care if you did.

he wants to be upset that you'd embarrassed him in front of his friends but as he watches you, smiling to yourself, completely in your own world, casting small glances at him every so often to smile up at him - eunhyeok releases he isn't really all that upset.

and he certainly doesn't want you to stop.

so, the next time you extend some of your food towards him to try, he listens without fault and parts his lips to say; "ah."

and the gleam of excitement in your eyes is enough to make up for the laughter of his friends.

-

you're pouting up at him and eunhyeok is honestly not really sure why.

there's a mild expression of hurt in your eyes and he panics, wondering--had he done something? did he forget something? it's not your birthday or your anniversary and you've been fine with him all day until now so-

you make a small noise and eunhyeok blinks, glancing down at your hand stretched out towards him. your fingers are spread, palm held up towards him and you're frowning up at him, hand held straight out in front of you.

it clicks.

a small laugh leaves his lips and then he's reaching out in return, letting his hand slip into yours. he threads his fingers through yours and squeezes, nice and firm, using the advantage to tug you into his side.

you let out a noise of surprise but fall against him with ease.

"i'm still mad at you, by the way," you mumble against his chest, reaching out to grab his shirt with your free hand.

he hums in acknowledgement, knowing you don't really mean it as he continues walking down the hall, leading you back to class.

"how dare you forget to hold my hand."

"i know," he nods, humming slightly. "it won't happen again."

-

"lean down."

he looks confused, glancing down at you with a tilt of his head but you just shake your head at him, gesturing with your hand for him to lean towards you.

a brief moment later and he does as you ask, bending at the waist to lean towards you as you smile up at him.

without saying another word, you take a step forward, reaching forward to brush back his hair before pressing a kiss against the skin of his forehead. you let your lips linger for a moment, eyes falling shut before slowly pulling back, light pink dusted across your cheeks.

before you can pull away completely, though, eunhyeok is reaching forward, grabbing your wrist with his hand, halting you. you blink, dazed, worried maybe you'd made him uncomfortable before you register the blush on his own cheeks (deeper than yours) but also the wide grin on his lips.

he's still leant towards you, lips inches away from your own and hand still holding your wrist and keeping you in place as your lips part.

"let me give you one," he whispers, and you feel your knees wobble at how deep and husky his voice is.

slowly, you nod, too afraid your voice will shake if you try to speak.

his lips are soft and warm against your forehead, sending a tingle down your back, leaning into the kiss. he lingers for a moment as well, and you relish in the touch, eyes slowly blinking back open as he pulls back to glance down at you.

biting your lip, you grin up at him.

-

"i love you."

your voice starts off as a whisper, the two of you basking in the comfortable silence of just being with each other. you're in his bed, cuddled up on his bed, resting agianst his chest as you stare up at the ceiling. he'd been lazily scrolling through his phone and occassionaly your eyes would flicker over before you'd get lost in thought.

it's not the first time you've said it - eunhyeok was actually the first one to say it.

but you feel like it then. feel like saying it. not because you're scared he doesn't know or because you need the reassurance but rather because you like telling him.

you like showing your love for him.

shifting, you turn so you're on your stomach, facing him.

"i love you."

this time you're louder, not necessarily more confident but firm.

he's glancing over at you in surprise, lips parted but you just smile, bright-eyed and doey, head resting in the palms of your hands.

"i love you."

and he eases, nodding; "i love you too."

you tilt your head left and right, humming affectionately.

"i love you."

you say again. simple. to the point. but your voice bleeds with affection and every ounce of love you feel towards him.

his eyes soften, leaning back against the headboard of his bed and smirks.

"and i love you too."

Do you know the webtoon: return of the blossoming blade? if no PLS READ IT its my fav webtoon and i have some chung myung x reader ideeas :)

AWEE I'M SORRY I DON'T. BUT ILL READ IT >:0 PLEASE SHARE YOUR IDEAS DJWOADEIWNSN

The dohwa prt 2 and enhyuk, dohwa x femvolley ball y/n is coming 🙏I'm lazy and having a lil writers block and I like it when my writing is pure 🤌 so a lil wait maybe by august 25th I'll be done just stay with me

Inspired by the beautiful @illlliiiiiiiili 🫶 I hope you enjoy >_<

Warnings: fluff, mentions of injuries, fainting, hot men [YES I DID THAT], panic attack and other bullshit.

Includes: dohwa, eunhyuk, volleyball fem!reader

Dohwa

practicing with your annoying teammates, who were always shouting pass the ball to me! no me! was definitely something you dreaded. but practicing with your annoying teammates and the annoying group of boys talking about you RIGHT behind you? now that just brought you to your last straw. if not for the game you would’ve walked up to them and told them off, but instead you accidently, purely and truly by accident, serve the ball backwards instead of forward and end up hitting one of the boys behind you. you, along with your teammates gasp and turn around to face who you just hit. your face turns pale at who it was though. It just had to be him, didn’t it? dohwa fucking baek.

you continue to look before you felt a hand on your back thrust you forward (most likely your teammate) and you’re met with the gaze of dohwa, who was lets just say… not the happiest at the moment. the way he sat down, man spread, on the bleachers made you feel tiny compared to him (even though you were basically towering over him) one hand on his red and bruised forehead, the other on his lap. He stared up at you, waiting for you to say something… anything to break the pregnant silence.

‘I am…so sorry dohwa…’ you managed to let out at last. you looked on over at his friends, trying to avoid his face. they we’re just as shocked and surprised as you we’re. one of his friends though spoke up, looking at you, his hand on the nape of his neck.

‘I think you should take him to a nurse …he doesn’t seem well.’

no shit sherlock. you subconsciously face palm yourself before you look over at dohwa again, who’s body was now shading you as he got up to go to the nurses office, his fist visibly clenched. oh he was pissed. you decided to follow him down the hall to the nurses office.

after the nurse patched him up, you sat down next to him in a chair. your head down and your hands in your lap with guilt all over your face. again. you two were consumed by the silence once more, but this time it was heavier.

‘does it hurt?’

‘fuck.. yes it does.’ this was the first time he spoke, and oh he was angry. i mean you did ask a very obvious question, but hey! whats bad in just.. making sure?

‘i’m really sorry for.. erm.. hitting you.. well not really? you kinda deserved it. you were loud as fuck, and talking bad about my fucking volleyball skills. again sorry though.’

instead of snapping at you though, dohwa laughed. his laughter carrying the silence in the air. you were confused, but slowly started to laugh too.

‘[name] right? your in my class.. cool. I’ll see you there.”

he said, getting off from the ward bed and stuffing his hands into his pockets, before walking out the door.

‘huh?’ you managed to make out, almost wanting to follow him, but stopping due to not wanting to seem like a complete creep. you simply watch in more confusion than ever.

you soon make it over to class, and your friend starts talking about karaoke and boys blah blah the usual. whilst you only focused on the blondey dohwa. you always tried to not run into people like him, thinking they’d ruin you in a matter of seconds. who knew he’d turned out to be just like this. you smiled at the thought.

‘why don’t we invite him?’ you said to your bubbly friend pointing at dohwa who was listening to a conversation that showed just how uninterested he was

‘what?’ she turned to the person to pointed at

‘what him?’ another one of your friends asked

‘mhm. ill go ask him right now.’ you smiled as you walked up to him, beaming like a ray of sunshine.

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kissing in the rain wasn’t how you imagined your first kiss. especially with dohwa. he had ran up to you, umbrella in hand. well.. not anymore. He had discarded the umbrella as he ran up to you, his hand cupping your face before bringing you into a beautiful kiss. the rain was cold, but the kiss made you burn up inside. you reciprocated his kiss, by kissing back, your lips fighting for dominance in the cold and heavy weather, but who cared? right now the rain droplets pouring on you and staining your uniform didn’t matter. All that did was him.

‘im sorry [name]’ he said, pulling away from his kiss and tears down his eye’s as they went down to trail his cheek, dripping down onto his jawline. you smiled, wiping the tears with your warm hands.

‘your forgiven, dohwa.’ you said gently, bringing him into your embrace.

not even the forces of nature could stop you now. you needed him. no rather…was he already yours from the start? that doesn’t matter. because he is now <3

Eunhyuk

eunhyuk was not only your childhood best friend, but your childhood crush. so every since he started to hang out more with ra-im, it hurt your heart to the point you started having dreams where ra-im was a princess and you we’re a slave inlove with the prince, eunhyuk, and was about to be executed. Blah blah you get the story.

it started to get worst when you were picked to be the striker of your volleyball for a national game and you saw eunhyuk there, sitting with ra-im. they didn’t do anything in particular. but they were in your head. with the rival team winning and your longtime crush mingling with a girl you despised.. you were on edge.

luckily the coach spotted something off and called you over to the bench. you were taking a much needed sip from your water bottle when your coached asked you a question that made you choke on your water.

‘its that eunhyuk boy isn’t it?’ he asked, looking over at eunhyuk with the look of a dad death glaring his daughter’s girlfriend.

‘was It obvious?’ you asked him, wiping the semi-choked water from your lips with the back of your palm. be turned to look at you with his hands on his hips.

‘only for me and the whole goddamn team it is.’ he said with a look of disappointment.

‘damn it….’ you cursed. does that mean eunhyuk might know too?

‘if we win this I want you to something for me.’ you quirked up an eyebrow at your coaches demand. you looked up at him, who was facing the game and paying no mind to you.

‘I want you to confess if we win.’ you shook in fear at the request, but nodded your head anyways. One part of you hoped you lost while another hoping you won.

unfortunately, but fortunately, you guys lost. well it was a tie. so… do you confess? you look up your coach who was sighing, but congratulated the team anyways. he looked at you with a thumbs up and you looked back with a determined look.

back inside of school, your teammates scatter around the gym and you try to push past them to find eunhyuk. you bump into the black haired fellow and immediately drag him from the crowd, his words inaudible due to the people.

you stopped right outside the gym, letting go of the boy’s hands. your heart hammered in your chest so fast it hurt your ears and your breathing went so fast it looked ,like you were having a panic attack. wait. are you having a panic attack? your hands were on your chest as eunhyuk faced your back. he gave you a light tap on your shoulder.

‘[name] are you ok?’

he asked gingerly. you barely heard his words though with your heart beat blocking most of your hearing. before you knew you were hitting the ground with enhyuk’s voice calling out to you before you back out.

you woke up in an unknown location and your head banging. It hurt so much. you sit up, grunting. The door flew open revealing a worried eunhyuk and the school nurse.

‘glad to see your ok.’ the nurse said doing a quick scan before walking to another patients bed.

‘if that’s all I guess i’ll leave you and your friend alone.’

the nurse says. eunhyuk nods before immediately facing you.

‘[name] are you alright? you hit your pretty hard.’ eunhyuk asked worried as ever. you only chuckled, finding him being worried cute which he quirked an eyebrow to.

‘whats so funny?’ eunhyuk asked which you waved him off too. ‘nothing.. nothing.. everything is fine.’

‘I’m good no need to worry.’ you reassured him with a smile. He exhaled deeply. ‘you scared me..’ eunhyuk paused almost as if he wanted to say something. you rose an eyebrow at him. ‘is there a problem eunhyuk?’ you asked him and he flinched a little. it was clear that he was in deep thought, but about what?

‘yeah. I wanted to ask. do you know why you fainted? maybe something you ate, maybe you were panicking, any idea? it’s understandable if you don’t know but-‘ he stopped there to let you answer. you swallowed deeply. was this it? was this how you were going to tell your longtime crush that you liked him? maybe.. maybe not. But might as well take the risk, right?

‘yeah.. maybe because I like you.’ you confessed to which eunhyuk’s eyes widened. ‘you like what-?’ eunhyuk’s cheeks heated up, but he still managed to smirk teasingly

‘i’m not saying it again-‘ you sucked in your breathe as eunhyuk leaned in, resting his hand on the headboard.

‘I like you too.’ he said, his eyes directed at your lips. you look at his lips too and smile weakly.

‘so this mean-‘

‘we’re dating? yes.’ he said closing the distance between you two. he cupped your cheeks with one hand and you leaned in deeper into the kiss.

‘ahem.’ busted. you and eunhyuk immediately parted lips from each other, even though you didn’t want to

‘as you can see you two aren’t the only one’s in the room.’ the nurse said, looking unamused and just sighing deeply. you two chuckled at the interruption, looking at each other lovingly.

Sorry this took so long and it still sucks… I am very indecisive so I changed it so much hope you like it though it took forever 🙏1700+ words bro. longest fanfic or anything i've ever written prolly

Love! When I was watching the scene where he told Eunyu that her searching was pointless, it made me tear up a bit and I lowkey kept thinking about how heartbreaking it would be if he said that to his former partner that never gave up looking for him. On a side note both Eunhyuk and Hyunsu looked so good this season.

teach me ft. eunhyuk x gn!reader

genre: angst/comfort (?) established relationship (?) warnings: sweet home 3 spoilers, nothing much just not my best fic Sorry!!! possibly super ooc eunhyuk author’s note: not much insp so this isn’t my best! the season was pretty good though so. yeah! have this because i love eunhyuk and i missed him a lot.

summary: What do you do when the fight is over? When the person you were looking for comes back with half of his self missing?

“You know I could be of use to you, right?”

“How?”

You groan in annoyance, tilting your head back. The sky is clear and the streets are quiet. This doesn’t quite feel like the ultimate perfect ending, it doesn’t quite feel like peace, but it’s a kind of calm you won’t take for granted. You look back up and continue walking.

“You’re missing tons of emotions. Trust me, there’s no one better than me to help you relearn them.” you say, attempting a dramatic salesman kind-of tone but failing miserably. You hear Eunhyuk scoff and think it was a bit of a victory, anyways.

“That sounds believable.”

“It is!” you insist, jogging up to him, “I swear we were dating before you went off and died.”

“I know.”

“That’s insane. You— I mean, you didn’t forget things, so then you must know this isn’t how you treat the person you’re dating after not seeing them for over a year. Surely.”

Eunhyuk turns to look at you. “The person you’re dating? We’re still together?”

“I mean, it’s not like I ever gave up on you.” you say, crossing your arms. He stares at you blankly for a couple more seconds before looking ahead again.

“Sounds like a waste of time.”

You sigh and let your expression fall for a second before fixing it. When your gaze falls on Eunhyuk again, his own expression has changed ever-so-slightly. There’s a crease between his eyebrows and his eyes are squinting a little, with a familiar tilt of his head. Then he blinks and returns to this neutral expression of his. “Is it not?”

“What else do you have to do with your time?”

“Finding others—”

“—Like you. Sixteenth time you say this, by the way,” you scoff, walking ahead of him. “You’re starting to sound like a broken record.”

Your eyes are burning a little bit. No, none of this feels victorious. To hell with a final battle, with everyone escaping, with everything. Nothing has changed. All that’s good is Eunhyuk being alive and he only feels like half of himself.

The worst part is that he acts the same as he used to. To the detail. It’s so obviously him that it almost hurts— All his actions just miss the hidden emotions he always kept close to his heart. Now it all feels empty.

Eunhyuk says your name and your heart feels like it stops. Just for a moment. You turn to see him catch up to you and slow at your side.

“This thing,” he says, and pulls out a necklace from a pocket inside his coat, “It’s yours.”

You blink. “… Yeah. It is.”

He looks at the piece of jewelry, holding it up by the chain like some kind of random thing he found on the street, before tossing it around his hand and grabbing the pendant in his palm.

“She said to use memories to relearn emotions,” he recalls quietly, then turns to look at you, “What do you think?”

“You tell me. Do your memories help?”

“I remember caring about you.”

You stare at him dead in the eye and barely blink at all for a few seconds. He does, and tilts his head again.

“What is it?”

“Why am I the only one still in love? That’s really unfair.” you huff.

“Don’t cry.”

“I’m not.”

“I said I remember everything, why are you trying to fool me? You always made this exact same face when you tried to hold back your tears,” he states, “I know this much.”

You heave a deep sigh and crouch down on the ground, covering your face with your hands. He’s right. It’s starting to make you angry. It really is him. It’s as if part of you was still trying to believe it wasn’t really Eunhyuk, that he was pretending not to feel emotions anymore. But it really hits you this time, that he’s simply lost that part of himself. You should be grateful that’s all he lost in the process of his rebirth, but you miss him. You miss him so much it hurts.

“I told you not to cry,” he sighs, and the closeness of his voice indicates he moved to your level, “What’s the point?”

“I miss you.”

“I’m right here.”

You shake your head.

“…If it’s making you this sad, then alright. Help me relearn them. Emotions,” he says. You take a deep breath and look up slowly. He’s waiting, crouching in front of you, a casual expression on his bloody face. “I’m a quick learner.”

“Okay. I’m bad at teaching though, I totally lied earlier. Promise not to leave me.”

“I have no reason to anymore. Besides…” he trails off, gaze averting. “…”

Lee Eunhyuk is more confused than he’d like to admit. He doesn’t feel emotions anymore, and he doesn’t feel any attachment to them either. There’s little hints of them, however, here and there. He sees you in pain and there’s a slight discomfort in his chest, reminiscent of a time long gone. He sees that necklace and picture and wonders why he bothers carrying them around, still. He sees the road ahead of him and acknowledges that he’s… Just a bit lost.

What now?

“… It’s for the best I stay with you,” he says, blinks, then looks at you again, “I think.”

“You think?”

“That’s the best I can give you.” He smiles, a bit tightly, and the grimace you make in return before scoffing out a laugh tells him he must not be doing a great job at this whole thing. He gives up for now.

“Let’s find somewhere safe to stay first.”

“Anywhere is safe as long as you stay with me.”

You give him an expression of irritation that he doesn’t really understand and get up, immediately beginning to walk away. “Don’t say things like that! You’re making me hope! Shut up!”

He gets up slowly and follows you. “It’s true, though.”

“Shut up!”