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Calling all heeseung stans (or just enhypen stans, as hee isn’t even my bias) you NEED to read this. The author has such an incredible mind and such a way with words. It’s not very often i find a fic that is so well written that i cannot put it down but this one had me up till 5am because i just had to finish it! Please show this author some love for their incredible work🫶🏻

JAM OUT

PAIRING > lee heeseung x fem!reader

synopsis > who knew you’d break the first rule of being in a friends with benefits relationship? maybe it was lee heeseung himself that made you catch feelings. either ways, he doesn’t do feelings and you knew that. as your relationship with heeseung strains so does the band. what happens then?

GENRE > band au, college au, slowburn, tons of angst but it will end off on a good note because im not heartless🤌🏻

FEATURING > ryujin & yeji from itzy, yedam from treasure, taehyun & hueningkai from txt (more idols may or may not appear)

WARNING > light smut (but not really), dick jokes (tons of it), just boys being boys and fuckboys. quite a lot of heartbroken moments👍🏻

SCHEDULE > I’ll update whenever I can🙃

TAGLIST > closed as series has ended 😔

START: 5 August 2022 (have to restart this) | END: 6 October 2022

NOTE: god can’t believe I accidentally deleted my account😭😭 but here we are again, sorry everyone🙏🏻

PROFILES: decelis (and not decelis) | side hotties🥵

– prologue: before it started…

one: panty dropper and his deez nuts jokes

two: you get bitches?

three: yn caved in [explict picture]

four: the debutation of b-b-b-baka

five: men suck

six: you’re a girlboss

seven: a very much needed explaination [written]

eight: it hurts to have feelings

nine: mayhaps I can’t give up on you

ten: oi hadh saex weet heurrrrr

eleven: built like the Eiffel Tower

twelve: sunoo’s list

thirteen: can you date my noona? [written + pictures]

fourteen: jungwon green flag

fifteen: oh wise yang jungwon

sixteen: jakeyn real?

seventeen: heartbreak anniversary 💔

eighteen: worst day ever [written]

nineteen: he’s telling a story 🤔

twenty: yn is drunk [written + pictures]

twenty-one: heeseung moved out

twenty-two: heeseung hyung come back😭😭

twenty-three: oh congrats

twenty-four: are you taking drugs🤨

twenty-five: submissive hoon?? [written]

twenty-six: threesome relationship

twenty-seven: apologies and food

twenty-eight: DO NOT ANSWER!

twenty-nine: the grinde never stops💪💪

thirty: the truth [written]

thirty-one: jungcat be nice

thirty-two: drunk actions are sober thoughts

thirty-three: the word ‘love’ is controversial

thirty-four: jungwon’s brother senses

thirty-five: we know jungwon, we know [written]

thirty-six: #jakehoon4lyfer

thirty-seven: so possay about it

thirty-eight: our little rat, maeum💗

thirty-nine: jay dilf agenda

fourty: never letting you go [written]

alternate ending: jake version | ?? version

special episodes

jay’s private account

ni-ki’s texts to the older ones – connected to episode 35

dilf jay thread by sim jaeyun

ask jam out casts!

a new segment where you can ask the jam out casts any questions!

feel free to message anything you’d like to ask them!

author asks | jam out cast

Do you think Heeseung is a dom, switch, or sub?👀

i either see him as a service top sub or a very very very gentle dom LMAO

i honestly don’t see him as a very kinky guy, he seems like a vanilla type of person that enjoys loving sex. he’s not the type of “ass up baby girl >:)” type of guy, he’s the “am i going too hard? should i slow down? *smooches you*” kind of guy KDJFLSFJ

best friend! heeseung

an idea ive been obsessed with recently is best friend! heeseung.

he’s always caring, kind, respectful, funny, and thoughtful. you’ve been in love with him for as long as you remember but you were too scared of rejection to confess to him.

when the two of you start dating, he’s still the respectful and thoughtful boy, but he begins to push a little farther every day. flirty remarks, brief winks, hands lingering a second longer on your body than normal. it was all overwhelming for you, but it send lust-filled sparks down your spine. what gets you the most is when he whispers in your ear. he knows it gets to you, so he does it all the time.

time comes eventually where you guys begin to have sex.

his mouth is filled with a mix of praises and degrading remarks. his touch is soft but his thrusts are rough. his lips are soft on your body but rough on your lips. he manages to wonderfully overwhelm you in every way possible.

his roughness and degradation kink was a side you never thought he had, but he’s still the sweet and bubbly person you know him as. he moans, “my slut, my fucktoy,” giving you tender kisses all around your chest.

he thrusts into you hard enough to make the bed tremble, while calling you his good girl and holding your hand.

he gives one last deep thrust before cumming in you, letting out one long “fuck”. he pulls out and looks at the beautiful mess he made. cum all over your body, your eyes still glossed over in lust and satisfaction. the site of his cum leaking out of your pussy almost made him hard again. he leaned over you, taking his cum and thrusting it back into you with his fingers (breeding kink brrr) he made out with you slowly as he massaged your pearl, his fingers covered in cum. he worked skillfully with his fingers to give you one last messy orgasm.

i just know the aftercare is amazing. he admires your cum-covered body once again, and carefully washes off each part of your body. you whine a bit in pain once he gets to cleaning your vagina, to which he says: “shh shh, you’re okay. as much as i want to keep my cum inside you, we cant have u sleeping all sticky, right?” you dazedly nodded.

he tucks you into bed and gives you the sweetest pecks all over your cheeks, giving you the last kiss on hour nose before turning the lights of and cuddling you. he rubbed your back comfortingly and waited until you were asleep, and then he drifted off to sleep himself.

i love submissive men who are willing to listen to your every command

imagine heeseung who is so down bad for you that he’s willing to get on his knees the second you ask him to

he craves your praise, and will do anything to get it even if it means humiliating himself

imagine u tape a vibrator on his dick and tie him to a chair, just to leave him by himself while you study, completely ignoring his presence.

he whines and whimpers for your attention while his torso is twitching up and down from the pleasuring sensation, but nonetheless he is obedient

and when u decide to give him attention he has tears running down his face and sparkling eyes looking up at you with cum dripping all over the place onto the floor

and i bet the aftercare is SO soft afterwards

like he’s in a completely different dimension, like on a soft pillow of clouds when you cuddle him and stroke his hair. he’s so exhausted from his multiple orgasms that he’s so fucked out and can’t form a simple sentence and just craves for your hugs and kisses :((

OMG could i be added to the off the menu taglist pleas :D

of course!! adding you rn 👀 i’m prob gonna post soon, i finished sooner than i thought i would lol. look forward to it, please!

— love triangle posts w/ heehoon

✰ summary — series of texts and posts in which heeseung and sunghoon want the same girl.

✰ genre — love triangle, humor.

✰ warnings — swearing, suggestive content (minors dni)

✰ a/n — plsss idk how i even came up with this but i think it’s my new fave series that ive done 😭 lmk if u guys want jayke next !!

— love triangle posts w/ heehoon

✰ summary — series of texts and posts in which heeseung and sunghoon want the same girl.

✰ genre — love triangle, humor.

✰ warnings — swearing, suggestive content (minors dni)

✰ a/n — plsss idk how i even came up with this but i think it’s my new fave series that ive done 😭 lmk if u guys want jayke next !!

⋆ ｡⋆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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⋆ ｡⋆୨୧˚— L(INKED) TO YOU

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 lee heeseung x f!reader genre. fluff? synopsis. in which the boy whom you liked in high school is the boy tattooing you! 𝑤ord count 𐙚ㅤㅤ 1329. 𝑤arnings ‎⸝⸝ not edited, kissing, tattoos, needles ig? ୭ৎ 𝑙una notes⋆.˚ summer class starts tmrw but that means it’s a day closer to romance untold ! 🗣️🗣️ — 𝓵𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝔂 ᥫ᭡

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YOUR PARENTS’ VOICES ECHOED THROUGH THE HOUSE, their harsh words slicing through the tension-filled air like a knife.

you had always been the "good girl," the one who followed the rules, got good grades, and never stepped out of line, that came along with having super religious parents.

but tonight, everything had changed. the argument had started over something small, wanting to get a tattoo and had quickly escalated into a full-blown fight.

their threats of kicking you out of the house had stung more than you cared to admit. — more under cut !

in a fit of rebellion and hurt at the fact that they would go that far just because of a tattoo, you stormed out of the house, your mind racing in rage and anger.

you had wanted a tattoo for a while, but your parents had always forbidden it.

now, with their words still ringing in your ears, you decided it was time to take control and stop playing the role you’ve been entertaining your whole life to please your parents.

you headed to the tattoo shop downtown, determined to make a statement.

as you pushed open the door, the smell of antiseptic and ink filled your nostrils.

the place was dimly lit, and intimidated you at first with the sight of a place your father would be sure to call “hell on earth”.

with the hum of tattoo machines and low music creating a surprisingly calming atmosphere. you walked up to the counter, your heart pounding in your chest.

"hello, anyone there? i'm here for a tattoo," you called out, your voice wavering slightly.

a figure emerged from the back room, and your breath caught in your throat as you realized who it was.

lee heeseung, the quiet boy who had sat next to you in high school. he had always been shy, rarely speaking and always absorbed in his drawings, and you won’t lie — you had a big crush on him, but he always avoiding speaking to you, turning the other way or putting in headphones to avoid you completely.

now, he looked different—confident, almost cocky, with a smirk playing on his lips, staring you up and down shamelessly.

"no way in hell — y/n?" he asked, his eyes lighting up with recognition.

"lee heeseung?" you replied, equally surprised.

"am i in the right place?"

he chuckled, leaning against the counter.

"you are. what brings you here, y/n? decided to get a little rebellious?"

you felt a blush creep up your cheeks in embarrassment, seeing him under these circumstances.

"something like that. i had a fight with my parents and… i guess i wanted to do something for myself and not for them.."

heeseung's expression softened for a moment before his confident demeanor returned.

"well, you're in good hands. do you know what you want?"

you nodded, pulling out a piece of paper with a simple design you'd been dreaming of for a few months now.

a delicate floral design with a butterfly on your arm, heeseung grinned as he thought of it completely suiting you.

heeseung studied it longer, then looked back at you, his eyes gleaming.

"perfect choice. but are you sure? it can be pretty painful."

you hesitated, the fear of pain momentarily overshadowing your resolve.

seeing your uncertainty, heeseung stepped closer, his voice dropping to a soothing tone.

"don't worry. i'll take care of you."

his words sent a shiver down your spine, and you nodded, allowing him to lead you to the tattoo chair with his hand touching the bare skin of your waist.

he instructed you to lie on your stomach, and you felt a rush of nerves as he prepared the equipment.

his touch was gentle as he positioned you, his fingers brushing against your skin and sending sparks through your body.

as he began the tattoo, you were hyper-aware of every sensation and touch on your skin.

heeseung's touch was surprisingly tender, his hands steady and sure. despite the initial sting, his presence was comforting, and you found yourself relaxing under his care.

"so, tell me," he said, his voice low and teasing.

"what made you, the 'good girl,' decide to get a tattoo?"

you sighed, the pain of the needle mingling with the emotions of the day.

"i've always wanted one, but my parents were against it. they threatened to kick me out if i ever got one. tonight, i just... i had to do something for myself."

heeseung nodded, his focus never wavering from his work.

"well, i'm glad you came to me. i've been wanting to talk to you for a really long time."

your heart skipped a beat at his words as confusion slowly laced your thoughts.

"really? you never seemed interested in high school, you always avoided me!"

he laughed softly, the sound sending warmth through you as you fought back your own smile.

"i know, i’m really sorry. i was shy back then, but trust that i've changed."

as he continued, the air between you grew thick with tension.

heeseung's teasing remarks and the way his fingers brushed against your skin made it hard to concentrate on anything else.

the pain became secondary to the electric connection forming between you.

finally, he finished the tattoo and gently cleaned the area, his touch lingering on your skin.

"all done, it looks beautiful on you.." he announced, his voice soft as he grinned down at your excited face.

you sat up, admiring the new ink. it was perfect, and you felt a sense of gratefulness and empowerment wash over you.

"thank you, heeseung. it's amazing, exactly what i wished for.." you whispered in awe and amazement.

he smirked, leaning in close.

"you're welcome sweet girl, but you still need to pay."

you immediately looked down and reached for your wallet, flustered at the nickname, not wanting him to see the pink on your cheeks.

he put his hand on your wrist — stopping you as his eyes locked in with yours as he smirked at your state.

"you can pay me in another way."

before you could react, heeseung closed the distance between you, capturing your lips in a sudden heated kiss, he bit your lip as you felt yourself melting into his embrace.

his confidence melted away as soon as he felt you pulling back, a shy smile replacing his earlier bravado.

"i'm sorry if that was too forward," he mumbled, his cheeks tinged with pink.

“it’s just.. i’ve wanted to do that since high school, i had the biggest crush on you.”

he mumbled caressing the nape of his own neck, a habit of his you had picked up in high school, he did that when he was nervous.

you giggled in adoration, your heart swelling with affection.

"no, it was perfect — and i always liked you as well, hee.." you whispered before leaning in and placing your lips against his again, this time savouring the moment.

you both took your time as you got swept away into the comfort of each other and arms on each others body.

when you finally pulled away, heeseung gave you a love sick grin as he handed you a piece of paper with his number scribbled on it.

"call me soon?" he said, his voice hopeful.

“i’d like to take you out sometime, i mean — if it’s okay with you!” he rambled making you giggle.

you nodded, a smile spreading across your face.

"it’s more than okay hee, and i will."

as you left the shop, you couldn't help but feel that something significant had shifted in your life.

the tattoo was more than just a symbol of rebellion; it was a reminder of your newfound courage and even finally expressing your true self.

and of course, the unexpected connection you had with heeseung.

with his number in your hand and the fluttering in your heart,

you knew this was just the beginning of your life, of something beautiful.

© won4kiss 2024

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⋆ ｡⋆୨୧˚— PHOTOGRAPH

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 lee heeseung x f!reader genre. angst,, fluff. synopsis. in which you and heeseung make up after a huge argument. 𝑤ord count 𐙚ㅤㅤ 862. 𝑤arnings ‎⸝⸝ not edited, kissing, skinship, arguments ୭ৎ 𝑙una notes⋆.˚ im saur scared for my chem test next week jungwon plz pull thru — 𝓵𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝔂 ᥫ᭡

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THE SILENCE TAKING PLACE IN THE APARTMENT WAS SUFFOCATING, each passing moment amplifying the distance that had grown between you and heeseung.

it had been days since the last fight, a mix of hurtful words and angry glances, ending in heeseung taking his pillow and blanket to the couch, needing space away from you.

the echoes of your argument lingered in every corner, a constant reminder of the rift that now separated you.

you sat on the edge of your bed, the weight of your emotions pressing down on you. your eyes wandered to the photograph on your nightstand, - more under cut !

— a picture of you and heeseung, captured in a moment of pure happiness, your wedding. his arm was draped around your shoulders, both of you smiling so brightly it was as if the world had paused to revel in your joy.

the image was a harsh contrast to the current reality, and the ache in your chest grew unbearable as you struggled to hold back tears.

we keep this love in a photograph, we made these memories for ourselves...

tears welled up in your eyes, the dam finally breaking, you missed him.

you missed the way he made you laugh, the way he held you close every night, the way he kissed you, the way he whispered sweet nothings in your ear.

the arguments and misunderstandings seemed so insignificant in the face of your overwhelming love for him.

you can keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans...

you buried your face in your hands, your shoulders shaking with sobs, the thought of losing him was too much to bear.

you knew you had to do something, anything, to bridge the gap that had formed between you.

with the sudden determination to be in heeseungs’ embrace again, you wiped away your tears and stood up, making your way to the living room.

heeseung laid on the couch, his form barely visible under the dim light of the room. his face was relaxed in sleep, the lines of stress and anger softened.

you hesitated for a moment, the fear of rejection holding you back.

but the need to feel his warmth, to be close to him, overpowered your doubts.

gently, you lifted the blanket and slipped under it, pressing your body against his. his familiar scent enveloped you, a mixture of his cologne and something uniquely him that nobody else could possibly replace.

you wrapped his arms around your body, seeking comfort in his embrace.

the sobs you had tried to stifle came back with a vengeance, your body shaking with the force of your emotions as the feelings you had been hiding away deep in your heart coming out.

heeseung stirred, his brows furrowing as he woke up. the sensation of your tears on his bare neck and trembling body against his jolted him fully awake.

"y/n?" his voice was thick with sleep and concern.

you couldn’t find the courage to respond to him, scared he would banish you back into that room which felt like a prison without him in there.

"baby, what's wrong?"

"i'm sorry," you managed to choke out between sobs.

"i'm so sorry, heeseung. i miss you. i don't want to fight anymore."

“please…”

his arms tightened around you, his warmth seeping into your cold, weary body.

"shh, it's okay," he whispered, his voice soothing.

"i'm sorry too. i've been so stubborn, leaving you all alone like an idiot. i didn't want to hurt you, i’m so sorry baby."

you buried your face in his chest, feeling his own tears soak your neck as you both cried in each other’s embrace, feeling safe and seen after the suffocating few days.

the steady beat of his heart grounded you.

"i love you, heeseung. i love you so much. i can't stand being apart like this ever again."

"i love you too, princess," he murmured, his hand gently stroking your hair.

"we'll get through this. we can overcome anything as long as we're together."

you felt at ease in this very moment, nothing mattered as long as you were in the arms of lee heeseung, the man you loved.

wait for me to come home...

the weight of your emotions began to lift, replaced by a strong feeling of hope.

in heeseung's arms, you felt safe, loved, and understood.

the fight seemed like a distant memory, a hurdle that you had overcome together.

heeseung pulled back slightly, his eyes searching yours as he gave you a soft, reassuring kiss on your forehead.

"let's promise each other something," he said softly.

"no matter how tough things get, we won't let it come between us. we'll talk, we'll listen, and we'll work through it together."

you nodded, tears still streaming down your face but a small smile forming on your lips.

"i promise," you whispered.

"always."

heeseung leaned in, pressing a soft kiss on your lips, relishing in each others touch after being deprived of it for so long.

"always," he echoed.

the two of you lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there was always a way back to each other.

© won4kiss 2024

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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.

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THE STERILE SCENT OF THE ANTISEPTIC FILLED THE AIR AS YOU SCRUBBED IN FOR ANOTHER GRUELING AND TIRESOME SURGERY.

as a cardiothoracic surgeon at one of the top hospitals in the country, you were used to the high-pressure environment.

however, one thing you could never get used to was working alongside lee heeseung.

heeseung, with his sharp intellect and even sharper tongue, and his annoyingly angelic face— contrasting to his devilish personality was your professional rival.

as much as you hated to admit— he was as brilliant as he was infuriating, and every time your paths crossed, sparks flew—mostly in the form of heated arguments.

today was no different. you glanced at heeseung through the glass of the scrub room, noticing the way his jaw tightened as he prepared for the surgery. — more under cut !

he caught your eye and held your gaze for a moment longer than necessary with a small grin before it faded into a cocky smirk looking away, a silent challenge lingering in the air.

as you walked into the room, you felt yourself immediately grow agitated already at heeseung’s words.

“are you sure you should be near this patient, it would be a shame to put him at risk because of some dumbass with no surgical skills whatsoever..” he finished as the nurses around you sighed at the bickering to come.

“come on lee, you’re annoying everyone in the damn room. shut your pretty mouth and put those hands to use.”

“oh i know how to put these hands to use alright—“

“oh my fucking god, lee heeseun—“

before you could rebuttal, the nurse interrupted.

“um— the patient is under now.. could you do your job and talk about ‘putting those hands to use’ later?”

you winced at how informally you were talking in front of the nurses— lee heeseung sure does bring out the worst in you, alright.

“right… I’m sorry everyone!”

as the surgery began, you fell into the familiar rhythm, focusing on the delicate sutures and balance required to save a life.

the patient, a middle-aged man with severe coronary artery disease, was in an extreme critical condition.

every move had to be precise, every decision planned and flawless.

despite the tension between you and heeseung, both you and heeseung were professionals, completely focused on the task at hand.

the surgery proceeded smoothly until a complication arose—an unexpected tear in the arterial wall.

"we need to act fast," you said, your voice steady despite the panic and urgency.

"i know," heeseung replied tensely. "suction, now!"

you worked in quiet, the room silent except for the beeping of monitors and the soft clink of instruments.

finally, after what felt like an eternity, the crisis was under control, and the patient's condition stabilized.

as you stepped back, heeseung's eyes met yours again.

"good work," he said, but there was no warmth in his tone, only a grudging edge.

he was usually in a positive mood after a surgery had finished, but today something different— cold, almost angry sparked in his bambi eyes, leaving you in a sour mood.

the surgery had taken its toll, and you were completely exhausted.

you headed to the break room, hoping for even a small moment of peace with your growing headache, but heeseung followed you.

you could feel his eyes boring into your back as you poured yourself a cup of coffee.

"do you ever think before you act?" he snapped, breaking the silence.

you turned to face him, frowning at his accusatory tone.

"what are you on about now, lee?"

"if you hadn't hesitated, maybe we wouldn't have had that complication," he said, his words like a slap to the face.

you felt your blood boil. "are you seriously blaming me for that? we both know it was an unpredictable complication."

heeseung's eyes flashed with anger. "maybe if you paid more attention to the patient's history, you would have anticipated it."

“are you kidding me, heeseung? please, i can’t do this today—“

unfortunately, heeseung failed to notice the trembling in your voice and continued the growing argument.

“you can’t do this today? be so serious y/n, that man almost died today— you almost killed that man!”

the argument escalated quickly, voices rising as accusations flew back and forth.

finally, heeseung said something that cut deeper than any scalpel.

"maybe if you were more competent, our patient wouldn't have been at such risk of death because of you and you only!."

the room fell silent. his words hung in the air, heavy and unforgivable.

you felt your throat tighten, tears threatening to spill. without another word, you turned and walked out, leaving heeseung standing there, a look of shock and regret on his face.

days passed, and you avoided heeseung like the plague.

you switched shifts, took your breaks at odd times, and even walked the long way around the hospital to avoid running into him.

you knew it was petty— but you couldn't help it.

his words had hurt more than you wanted to admit.

heeseung, for his part, seemed increasingly frustrated. you could see him out of the corner of your eye, his gaze following you whenever you were in the same room.

he tried to approach you several times, but you always found a way to slip away before he could say anything.

your colleagues noticed the growing tension and ultimately decided on avoiding the two of you in the same room altogether.

it wasn't until you found yourself alone in the on-call room that heeseung had finally managed to corner you.

you were resting on the stiff bunk bed, trying to catch a few minutes of sleep when the door swung open.

to your surprise— heeseung stood in the doorway, his expression a mix of determination and desperation.

“oh, you’ve got to be kidding me—“

"we need to talk, y/n.." he said, closing the door behind him.

you sat up, crossing your arms defensively.

"there's nothing to talk about."

"yes, there is," he insisted, stepping closer.

"look— i didn't mean what i said the other day. i was angry and tired, and i took it out on you. it wasn't fair, and i'm sorry."

you looked away, the hurt still fresh. "you can't just say something like that and expect everything to be okay."

heeseung sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"i know. and i don't expect you to forgive me right away. but it hurts when you ignore me. we work together, and i... i can't stand the thought of you hating me."

you felt a pang of sympathy despite yourself.

"heeseung, it's not that easy. you really hurt me this time."

"i know," he said softly.

"and i'd do anything to make it right. even if it means losing all my dignity saying this."

you couldn't help it—a small giggle escaped your lips.

the idea of the usually stoic heeseung talking about losing his dignity was too much.

heeseung's eyes lit up at the sound, and a soft smile spread across his face.

"there it is," he said gently.

"that's the smile i've missed."

you shook your head, still smiling.

"you're impossible, lee heeseung."

heeseung took a step closer, his expression earnest.

"i mean it. i'm really sorry. can we.. start over?"

you hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"okay lee. but you owe me."

heeseung grinned. "anything you want. just name it."

"how about a date?" you suggested, your eyes widened, surprising yourself with your boldness.

heeseung's eyes widened in surprise, then softened. "a date? i'd like that."

he reached out, his hand brushing against yours. the touch was warm, comforting.

slowly, he leaned in, his lips nearly touching yours as he looked into your eyes with a gentleness.

“can i…”

“get on with it already, heeseung—“

suddenly his lips crashed against yours, meeting yours in a soft, delicate kiss.

it was gentle, feeling all the unspoken words and feelings from all these years of working together, bickering and the childish arguments.

when you finally pulled away, heeseung was smiling.

"so, about that date... when are you free?"

you giggled, the tension between you finally broken.

"how about tonight after our shift ends?"

"it's a date," he said, his eyes sparkling with genuine happiness and adoration.

as you left the on-call room together, you couldn't help but feel that maybe, just maybe, things would be different from now on.

© won4kiss 2024

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IT WAS 3AM WHEN THE SOUND OF YOUR PHONE BUZZING ON THE NIGHTSTAND PULLED YOU OUT OF A DEEP SLUMBER.

groggily, you reached for it, squinting at the bright screen in the darkness of your room.

the caller id shows heeseung’s name, and you furrow your brows in confusion.

what reason could your boyfriend possibly have to be calling you at this hour?

you answered the call with a tired sigh leaving your lips, your voice thick with sleep.

“hee? what’s wrong?”

“come outside,” he whispers, his tone mischievous.

“i’m outside your house.”

“outside my house?” you repeat in disbelief, quickly sitting up in bed.

you push back the curtain and peer out of your window.

sure enough, there he is, standing beneath the streetlight, hands shoved in his pockets, a playful grin on his face as he excitedly waves at you, you scoffed getting back into bed. — more under cut !

“why are you here hee, have you seen the time?” you ask, a tiny smile tugging at your lips despite your confusion.

“i’m craving ramen,” he replies simply, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

“ramen? at 3am?” you couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh.

“you seriously couldn’t wait until morning?”

“nope,” he says, popping the ‘p.’

“come on, let’s go get some. i’ll drive.”

there’s something about his voice, the way he’s so carefree and impulsive, that makes you throw off your soft blankets once again and get out of the comfort of your bed.

“give me a minute,” you say before hanging up and grabbing the nearest hoodie to throw over your pajamas.

a few minutes later, you’re slipping out the front door as quietly as possible, not wanting to risk getting caught by waking up your parents.

heeseung’s car is parked right outside, and there he was leaning against it, looking up at your window with a boyish grin.

when he finally sees you, his face lights up.

“there you are,” he says, opening the passenger door for you.

“ready for our late-night ramen date?”

you roll your eyes playfully but can’t hide the smile that spreads across your face.

“you’re crazy, you know that?”

“only for my angel,” he replies, winking before closing the door once you’re seated.

the drive to the convenience store is filled with soft music playing in the background, the streets empty and deserted at this hour.

there’s something peaceful about the whole situation, like the world has slowed down just for the two of you.

heeseung keeps glancing over at you, his hand occasionally brushing against yours on the center console.

each touch sent a warm flutter through your chest, making you feel both excited and flustered.

when you arrived at the local 7-11, it’s empty, excluding the bored-looking cashier who barely glances up as you two walked in.

you both head straight to the instant ramen aisle, and heeseung lets out a whistle as he searched through the selection.

“which one do you want?” he asks, turning to you with a smile that’s much too charming for 3am.

you shrug, trying to hide your amusement.

“you’re the ramen expert here, i’ll trust your judgment.”

heeseung grins up at you, grabbing two different flavors and a couple of drinks.

“trust me angel, you’re in for a real treat.”

the two of you sat outside on a small bench, the night air cool but refreshing.

as you both dug into the steaming cups of ramen, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of surrealism.

here you are, having a random date in the middle of the night at 3am, and it felt perfect.

heeseung watches you as you take your first bite, his eyes soft and filled with affection.

“is it good?” he asks, his voice low and warm, and a slight worry that he chose the wrong flavour.

you nod, trying not to blush under his gaze.

“it’s perfect,” you reply, and he smiles, looking instantly relieved.

as you eat, the conversation flows easily, followed by laughter and the occasional playful nudges.

heeseung was in his element, teasing you gently and stealing bites of your ramen when he thought you weren’t looking.

you pretend to be annoyed, but in reality, you’re basking in the warmth of his attention.

when the food is gone and the cups are discarded, you both linger in the moment, neither of you wanting the night to end.

heeseung reached out, brushing a strand of hair away from your face before cupping your cheek with his hand.

the gesture was so tender that it makes your heart swell with affection.

“you’re seriously the cutest, you know that?” he murmurs, his thumb gently stroking your skin.

you feel your cheeks heat up, and you lean into his touch, savoring the closeness.

“you’re not so bad yourself,” you reply, your voice soft.

heeseung chuckles, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

“only ‘not so bad’? i’ll take it.”

he leans in, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips.

it’s sweet and lingering on your lips, a perfect contrast of the moment.

when he pulled back, you can’t help but smile at him, your heart feeling the fullest it’s ever been.

but as you glance back at his car, a sudden thought crosses your mind—one that makes your pulse quicken.

you take a deep breath, the words slipping out before you can second-guess yourself.

“do you want to.. sleep over?”

heeseung blinks at you, his eyes widening in surprise.

“s-sleep over?” he repeats, his voice a little higher than usual.

“like… at your place?”

you nodded, biting your lip nervously.

“yeah. it’s just… i don’t really want the night to end yet. but if it’s too soon, that’s okay—”

“no, no,” he interrupts, his cheeks flushed.

“i’d love to. i just… what about your parents?”

“i’ll lock the door,” you say with a small smile.

“they won’t even know you’re there.”

heeseung stares at you for a moment longer, giving you the opportunity to back out— but as he sees the anticipation and nervousness in your eyes he finally nods, his lips curling into a shy smile.

“okay. let’s do it.”

back at your house, you both tiptoe up the stairs, trying to be as quiet as possible.

your heart was racing, a mix of excitement and nerves making your hands tremble slightly.

when you finally reach your room, you close the door behind you, not forgetting to twist the lock as you let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding.

heeseung looks around your room, taking in the soft glow of the fairy lights and the familiar scent that screams you.

he seems nervous, and it was endearing to see him like this, so different from his usual confident, nonchalant self.

“i, uh… i can sleep on the floor,” he offers, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

you shake your head, a small smile playing on your lips.

“don’t be ridiculous, hee. we’re a couple, right? you can sleep beside me.”

his eyes widen at your words, but he nods, trying to hide his flustered expression.

“yeah… if that’s fine with you, okay.”

you both get ready for bed in a comfortable silence, though the air is charged with anticipation and quietness.

when you finally climb into bed, you lie on your side, facing away from heeseung.

he hesitates for a moment before joining you, leaving a respectful gap between your bodies.

the silence stretches on, filled with the sound of your breathing and the occasional rustle of the sheets.

you’re both nervous, no doubt and it’s almost amusing how two people who just shared a kiss could be so shy now.

after a few minutes, you muster up the courage to turn around.

but when you do, you find yourself face-to-face with heeseung, his nose practically brushing against yours.

you both freeze, eyes wide, before breaking into soft giggles.

“this is really awkward, isn’t it?” you whisper, your breath mixing with his.

“yeah,” he admits, a grin tugging at his lips.

“but in a super good way.”

you nod, the nervousness melting away as you bask in the warmth of his presence.

without thinking, you shift closer, laying your head on his chest.

heeseung’s arms immediately wrapped around you instinctively, holding you close as if you were the most precious thing in the world, protecting you.

you tilted your head up, your lips finding his in a slow, soft kiss.

it’s tender and sweet, filled with all the emotions you couldn’t possibly put into words.

when you finally pulled back, you rest your head against his chest again, listening to the steady beat of his heart, putting you back into a deep sleep.

“goodnight, hee,” you murmur, your voice laced with a gentleness and contentment.

“goodnight, baby.” he replies, his voice equally soft.

he presses a kiss to the top of your head, his arms tightening around you as if he never wants to let go.

as you drift off to sleep, wrapped in his warmth, you couldn’t help but smile.

this is your first sleepover, but you certainly know it won’t be your last.

and of course, it definitely will not be your last 3am ramen date.

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THE LATE AFTERNOON SUN HUNG LAZILY IN THE SKY, casting warm golden hues across the suburban streets as you made your way to your best friend jiwon’s house.

the familiar path you’d walked countless times felt different today, each step heavier than the last.

the warmth of the day did little to ease the growing knot of anxiety in your stomach, a feeling that had become all too familiar whenever your thoughts drifted to lee heeseung.

it wasn’t always like this— there was a time when heeseung was just jiwon’s annoying older brother, the one who teased you and her mercilessly whenever you came over.

but as the years passed, those teasing remarks grew sharper, the once playful banter between you morphing into something much more soul crushing.

it seemed like every interaction with heeseung left behind a sting, a reminder that he saw you as nothing more than an annoyance.

you tried to brush it off, convincing yourself constantly to not let it get to you, that his words didn’t matter, that they didn’t affect you. but deep down, that wasn’t true. ── 𝘔𝘖𝘙𝘌 𝘜𝘕𝘋𝘌𝘙 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘊𝘜𝘛 .ᐟㅤ

lately, however, the tension between you had shifted in an even more confusing direction.

the hostility that once defined your relationship with heeseung was now laced with an undercut of something you couldn’t identify.

there were moments when his gaze would linger on you a little too long, or when his usual biting comments softened ever so slightly.

it was in those rare instances that you began to suspect there might be more to your feelings for heeseung than just resentment, and the thought terrified you.

but admitting that was something you don’t think you’d ever be quite ready for.

even as you approached the front door, the echoes of past arguments and cruel remarks entered into your mind.

you thought back to the times heeseung’s words cut deep, leaving behind wounds that never quite healed.

you hated how much they affected you, how much he affected you. and yet, despite everything, there was a part of you that yearned for more than just his cold indifference.

lee jiwon greeted you with her usual bright smile, pulling you into a hug before you could dwell too long on your thoughts.

“eeeek! i’m so glad you’re here! it’s been forever since we had a sleepover,” she exclaimed, her excitement infectious.

you returned her smile, trying to push the anxiety to the back of your mind.

“yeah, it’ll be fun,” you agreed, though your voice lacked its usual enthusiasm.

you didn’t want to dampen jiwon’s spirits, but the thought of being under the same roof as heeseung, knowing how strained things were between you, made it hard to relax.

as you stepped inside, the scent of home-cooked meals and the sight of the familiar living room should have comforted you, but all it did was remind you of the tension that awaited.

your eyes instinctively darted towards the hallway that led to heeseung’s room, and sure enough, you heard it—the muffled thump of heeseungs’ emo rock music vibrating through the walls.

it was a sound you associated with him, never once had you come over without hearing the loud metal beat.

jiwon seemed to notice your distraction and followed your gaze.

“oh.. don’t worry about him,” she said lightly, though there was an undertone of concern in her voice.

“heeseung’s probably heading out soon. lia’s coming over.”

the mention of lia sent an inexplicable pang through your chest. you’d heard about her— who hasn’t? she was beautiful, confident, and seemingly always at heeseung’s side.

the two of them had a complicated relationship, one that was the subject of your towns gossip.

they weren’t officially together, but the way they acted around each other told a different story.

it was a story that made your heart ache, though you could never admit why.

you forced a smile, trying to mask your discomfort.

“right. no big deal,” you mumbled, more to yourself than to jiwon.

but inside, you felt a twinge of something you couldn’t quite describe—something that had been growing ever since you had first heard lia’s name.

you wanted to ignore it, to pretend that whatever was happening between you and heeseung wasn’t real, wasn’t important.

but as the evening wore on and you found yourself glancing toward the hallway, waiting for the inevitable moment when heeseung would appear, you realized that maybe, just maybe, you were in deeper than you ever intended to be. and that terrified you.

as the evening wore on, you and jiwon settled into her room, surrounded by greasy snacks and a half-forgotten romcom playing on the tv.

jiwon’s laughter was a soothing touch to your nerves, but you couldn’t fully shake off the unease.

every now and then, you’d catch yourself glancing at the door, half expecting heeseung to burst in with one of his sarcastic and cocky remarks.

jiwon noticed your distraction and nudged you playfully.

“hmm.. you’re awfully quiet tonight, y/n. something on your mind?”

you hesitated, not wanting to burden her with your thoughts, but jiwon was your best friend—she’d know if you lied.

“i’m just…thinking,” you admitted, your voice soft.

“about.. heeseung?” she asked, her tone teasing, but her eyes searching yours for the truth.

you let out a small sigh. “kind of. it’s just…he always seems to be around, even when he’s not, you know? like, i can’t escape him.”

jiwon’s expression softened, and she reached out to squeeze your hand comfortingly.

“i get it. heeseung can be a pain in the ass— trust me i know, but he’s not all bad. he’s just…different. complicated.”

you raised an eyebrow at her choice of words.

“complicated? that’s one way to put it.”

before jiwon could respond, her phone buzzed with a message. she glanced at the screen and sighed.

“speak of the devil.. lia’s here.”

you swallowed the bitterness rising in your throat and forced a neutral expression.

“i guess heeseung won’t be bothering us tonight, then.”

jiwon smiled, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes.

“yeah, looks like it. but hey, at least we have the place to ourselves.”

you nodded, trying to focus on the positives, but your thoughts kept drifting back to the hallway where heeseung’s room was.

you couldn’t help but wonder what he saw in lia—what made her so special that he kept her close, even if they weren’t officially together.

meanwhile, in the dimly lit chambers of heeseung’s room, heeseung leaned back against the headboard of his bed, staring at the ceiling as the music throbbed around him.

his thoughts were a chaotic mess, a tangled web of frustration, confusion, and something darker that he didn’t care to name.

heeseung wasn’t blind to the way you looked at him—like he was an annoying bug buzzing around your head, one that you couldn’t quite swat away.

and in truth, he enjoyed getting under your skin— there was something oddly satisfying about watching you tense at his remarks, your sharp retorts always leaving him with a smirk on his face.

but lately, he felt that things were different—it wasn’t just about teasing you anymore.

he found himself thinking about you at the oddest times—when he was alone in his room, when he was out with friends, even when he was with lia. it was absolutely maddening.

lia. the thought of her brought a different kind of feeling.

she was everything a guy could possibly want—beautiful, confident, always ready for a good time.

their relationship was simple, uncomplicated, exactly what heeseung needed. or at least, that’s what he told himself.

but as much as lia was a distraction, she wasn’t the one occupying his thoughts at night.

that was you. and it irritated him to no end.

heeseung closed his eyes, trying to drown out the chaos in his mind with the music, but it was no use.

his thoughts kept drifting back to you—your stubbornness, your wittiness, the way you looked at him like you were always one step away from a fight.

and then there was the way you tried to hide your discomfort whenever lia was around, as if it didn’t bother you.

but heeseung saw through it. he saw the way your eyes lingered a little too long when lia was mentioned, the subtle tightening of your jaw.

he hated how much he noticed about you.

the sound of a knock on his door snapped him out of his thoughts.

heeseung sighed, knowing who it was before he even answered.

he got up, crossing the room with a tense state of mind, and opened the door to find lia standing there, a sly smile on her lips.

“hey,” she greeted, her voice smooth as silk.

“miss me?”

heeseung returned her smile, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes.

“yeah.. always.”

as lia stepped inside, heeseung couldn’t shake the feeling that he was sinking deeper into a situation he couldn’t control.

and the worst part? he wasn’t even sure if he wanted to.

back in jiwon’s room, the laughter and gossip filled conversation eventually gave way to a comfortable silence as you both lay sprawled on the bed, the remnants of your snacks scattered around you.

the movie on the tv had long since been forgotten, but neither of you made the effort to switch it off.

jiwon’s breathing had evened out, signaling that she had drifted off to sleep, but you on the other hand—were wide awake.

your mind was too busy, too restless to find any peace.

all you could think about was the way heeseung’s voice had sounded earlier, muffled through the walls, when lia arrived.

there was something in his tone—something that made your chest tighten in a way that was both familiar and foreign.

you tried to shake it off, reminding yourself that heeseung was nothing more than your best friend’s annoying brother.

but it was no use. the more you tried to ignore it, the more it consumed you.

eventually, you gave up on sleep altogether and slipped out of bed as quietly as possible, careful not to wake jiwon.

the house was eerily silent as you made your way to the kitchen, the only sound the soft buzzing of the refrigerator as you poured yourself a glass of water.

you leaned against the counter, staring out the window into the dark night, eyeing the lit up stars— your thoughts were a swirling mess.

you couldn’t understand why heeseung affected you so much—why he got under your skin in a way no one else did.

and worse, why you cared so much about his relationship with lia.

it wasn’t like you had any right to feel jealous— it was really none of your business, heeseung wasn’t yours, and he never would be.

but as much as you tried to rationalize your feelings, the jealousy gnawed at you, a constant feeling that there was something between you and heeseung, something you couldn’t quite name.

lost in thought, you didn’t hear the soft footsteps behind you until it was too late.

you spun around, nearly dropping the glass in your hand, only to find heeseung standing in the doorway, his expression unreadable.

“what are you doing up? it’s late..” he asked, his voice low, almost hushed.

you tried to steady your racing heart, refusing to let him see how much he’d startled you.

“i could ask you the same thing,” you replied, your tone more defensive than you intended.

heeseung shrugged, his gaze never leaving yours. “couldn’t sleep.”

you wanted to scoff, to throw some sarcastic remark back at him, but the look in his eyes stopped you.

there was something there—something raw and vulnerable that you’d never seen before. it was like the mask he always wore had slipped, just for a moment, and you caught a glimpse of the real heeseung underneath.

“neither could i,” you admitted quietly, the words slipping out before you could stop them.

for a moment, neither of you spoke, the tension between you thick enough to cut with a knife.

you could feel the weight of his gaze on you, intense and searching, as if he was trying to figure out what you were thinking.

and maybe, just maybe, he was feeling the same confusion, the same frustration that had been plaguing you all night.

but before either of you could say anything more, the sound of lia’s voice calling heeseung’s name from down the hall shattered the moment like glass.

heeseung’s expression hardened, the vulnerability gone as quickly as it had appeared.

“i should.. go,” he muttered, turning away before you could respond.

you watched him walk away, your heart heavy with unspoken words and unanswered questions.

and as you stood there, alone in the kitchen, you couldn’t help but wonder if things between you and heeseung had just gotten a whole lot more complicated.

the next morning, you tried to push the events of the night before out of your mind, focusing instead on your plans with jiwon.

but no matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t shake the image of heeseung standing in the kitchen, the way he’d looked at you as if he wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words.

jiwon, ever the observant friend, noticed your distraction but didn’t press you for details.

instead, she dragged you out to meet some friends, hoping a change of scenery would do you good.

one of those friends was choi beomgyu, a mutual acquaintance who’d always been friendly with you but had never crossed the line into anything more.

you liked him—he was sweet, funny, and easy to talk to—but you’d never thought of him as anything other than a friend.

that is, until today.

as the group of you wandered around the city, laughing and joking like old times, you noticed something different in the way beomgyu looked at you.

his usual playful teasing had a new edge to it, something softer, more intimate.

and when he caught you returning his gaze, he smiled in a way that made your heart skip a beat.

you tried to dismiss it, telling yourself it was your imagination, but it was hard to ignore the way beomgyu’s gaze lingered on you, the way he found excuses to be close to you, his arm brushing against yours as you walked side by side.

by the time you all stopped for lunch, the tension between you and beomgyu was at an all time high.

you could feel it every time his knee bumped against yours under the table, every time his fingers ‘accidentally’ brushed yours as you reached for the same dish.

and then there was heeseung, a constant presence in the back of your mind, his face flashing before your eyes whenever beomgyu smiled at you.

you couldn’t help but compare the two—heeseung with his rough edges and sarcastic remarks, beomgyu with his gentle smiles and comforting charm.

they were like the sun and moon, and yet you couldn’t decide which one had a stronger hold on your heart, but in your heart, you knew.

as the day wore on, you found yourself drawn to beomgyu in a way you hadn’t expected.

he was so different from heeseung, so uncomplicated and straightforward— it was refreshing.

with beomgyu, there were no mind games, no hidden or longing glances—just a guy who genuinely liked you for who you were.

but even as you allowed yourself to enjoy beomgyu’s attention, a part of you couldn’t stop thinking about heeseung.

you hated that he occupied so much of your mind, especially when you were with someone as kind and attentive as beomgyu.

it wasn’t fair to him—or to you.

that night, after a long day of trying to ignore your conflicting emotions, you found yourself back in jiwon’s house, your thoughts once again consumed by the two boys who had somehow become the center of your world.

jiwon had gone to bed early, leaving you alone with your racing thoughts.

you sat on the edge of the couch, staring at the wall as the events of the day replayed in your mind.

the more you thought about it, the more confused you became.

how had things gotten so complicated? when had heeseung started to matter so much to you? and why, despite everything, did you feel guilty for even considering the possibility of something with beomgyu?

your thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock on the door.

you looked up, surprised, to see heeseung standing there, his expression unreadable.

“can we uh..talk?” he asked, his voice low, almost hesitant.

you nodded, not trusting yourself to speak, and heeseung stepped inside, closing the living room door behind him.

for a moment, neither of you said anything, the tension between you thick and heavy.

finally, heeseung broke the silence.

“i’ve been thinking,” he began, his eyes fixed on the floor, “about last night.”

you felt your heart rate quicken, your pulse pounding in your ears.

“well.. what about it?” you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

heeseung hesitated, his gaze finally meeting yours. there was something in his eyes—something vulnerable and raw that made your chest tighten.

“i didn’t mean to make things weird,” he said, his voice softer now.

“i just…i don’t know how to act around you anymore.”

the confession took you by surprise— heeseung had always been so sure of himself, so confident and assuring.

to see him like this—uncertain and vulnerable—was both unsettling and…comforting in a way.

“neither do i,” you admitted, your voice trembling with the weight of your own confusion.

heeseung took a step closer, his eyes never leaving yours.

“it’s just…you’re different, y/n. you’re not like anyone else, and it’s driving me crazy because i don’t know what to do about it.”

your breath caught in your throat, your mind racing as you tried to process his words.

heeseung, the boy who had always seemed to take pleasure in pushing your buttons, was standing in front of you, admitting that he didn’t know how to handle his feelings for you.

before you could respond, heeseung continued, his voice laced with frustration.

“and then there’s lia. she’s…she’s easy, you know? there’s no drama, no complications. but with you…it’s different. everything’s different, and i don’t know how to handle it.”

the mention of lia sent a sharp pain through your chest, but you forced yourself to focus on what heeseung was saying.

he was opening up to you, letting you in, and you couldn’t afford to let your jealousy cloud your judgment.

“what are you trying to say, heeseung?” you asked, your voice shaking with the heaviness of the question.

heeseung sighed, running a hand through his hair in frustration.

“i don’t know,” he admitted, his voice cracking with the weight of his own uncertainty.

“all i know is that i can’t stop thinking about you, and it’s driving me crazy because i don’t know what to do about it.”

your heart raced, your emotions a chaotic mess as you tried to make sense of everything heeseung was telling you.

he was admitting to feelings you hadn’t even been sure he was capable of, and it was both exhilarating and terrifying.

but before you could blink— heeseung closed the distance between you in one swift motion, and you quickly realized what was happening.

lee heeseung was… kissing you?

his lips crashed against yours with an intensity that took your breath away.

the kiss was desperate, full of all the feelings you’d both been holding back for so long.

and for a moment, you let yourself get lost in it, the world fading away as you focused on the way heeseung’s lips moved against yours, the way his hands tangled in your hair, pulling you closer.

but as quickly as it began, the kiss ended, and heeseung pulled away, his breathing heavy as he stared at you with wide eyes, as if he couldn’t believe what he’d just done.

“i’m.. oh my god— i’m so sorry,” he whispered, his voice shaky as he took a step back.

“i shouldn’t have done that.”

you quickly shook your head in denial, your mind still reeling from the intensity of the kiss.

“no, hee— don’t apologize. i…heeseung, i don’t know what to say.”

heeseung ran a hand through his hair, his frustration evident as he struggled to find the right words.

“i just…i can’t keep pretending like you don’t matter to me, y/n. but i don’t know how to do this. i don’t know how to be with you.”

his admission hit you like a ton of bricks, the weight of his words crashing down on you with a force you weren’t prepared for.

heeseung, the boy who had always seemed so sure of himself, was standing in front of you, admitting that he didn’t know how to handle his feelings for you.

before you could respond, heeseung took another step back, his expression pained as he looked at you with a mix of longing and regret.

“maybe it’s better if i just leave,” he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper.

panic surged through you at the thought of him walking away, and before you could stop yourself, you reached out, grabbing his arm to keep him from leaving.

“no, please.. don’t go,” you pleaded, your voice trembling with the intensity of your emotions.

heeseung stared at where your hand clung to his arm, his expression a mix of longing and uncertainty.

when he finally met your eyes, his voice was laced with pain.

"y/n, i... i don't want to hurt you," he murmured, his words trembling as they left his lips.

"but i’m not sure i can be the person you deserve. i don’t know if i can do this."

tears brimmed in your eyes, stinging as you fought to hold them back.

his honesty cut through you, exposing your deepest fear—that you were holding on to something destined to crumble.

being with heeseung was never going to be easy, you knew that—it came with the promise of complications and inevitable heartbreak.

but the thought of letting him go, of never knowing what could have been, felt unbearable.

"i don’t need you to be perfect, heeseung," you whispered, your voice breaking.

"i just need you to be real with me. i need to know if you're willing to try."

for a moment, heeseung’s resolve seemed to waver, his eyes softened— a flicker of something unspoken passing between you.

he seemed to weigh the burden of your words, his silence stretching into what felt like eternity.

finally, he nodded, though the determination in his gaze was shadowed by doubt.

"i’ll try," he said quietly, almost to himself. "i.. don’t know how, but i’ll try."

a fragile hope stirred within you, but it was laced with the lingering ache in your chest.

"that’s all i can ask for," you whispered, though the words felt heavier than before, as if they carried the weight of all your unspoken fears.

heeseung let out a shaky breath, stepping closer until you could feel the warmth of his body just inches away.

his hand reached out, hesitating before tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear, the touch so tender that it made your heart tighten.

the gesture felt like a fleeting moment of comfort in a storm that had no end.

"i’m scared," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper, each word laced with a vulnerability that threatened to undo you.

"i don’t know how to be with you without breaking something—without breaking you."

you reached up, placing your hand over his, your touch gentle as you looked into his eyes.

“we’ll figure it out together,” you whispered, your voice filled with a quiet assurance.

“we can take it one step at a time.”

heeseung nodded, his eyes softening as he looked at you with a mix of gratitude and admiration, something that made your heart race with the possibilities of what could be.

for a moment, the two of you stood there in silence, the weight of the moment hanging heavy in the air.

and then, without another word, heeseung leaned in, once again— his lips brushing against yours in a kiss that was soft, this time gentle and pure, and filled with the promise of something more.

as you kissed him back, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of hope blooming in your chest, a hope that just maybe, things between you and heeseung could be different.

that maybe, despite all the complications and uncertainties, you could find a way to make this work.

but as much as you wanted to believe that, there was still a nagging doubt at the back of your mind—a doubt that whispered that things were never that simple, that there were still so many obstacles standing in your way— like your best friend— and his sister.

and as you pulled back from the kiss, your heart still racing with the intensity of your emotions, you couldn’t help but wonder if you were ready for what laid ahead.

if you were ready to face the challenges that came with being with someone as complicated as lee heeseung.

but as you looked into his eyes, filled with a hint of softness and uncertainty, you knew that you were willing to try.

that no matter how difficult it might be, you were willing to take the risk.

because in the end, heeseung was worth it—and you were ready to fight for whatever future that was held in store for you two.

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familiar stranger — l.hs.

pairing. idol!heeseung x reader

synopsis. what if lee heeseung takes a liking to the cute stranger that asked him for a picture with the pretty view instead of one with him? 

genre. pure fluff, humor, you meet heeseung accidentally

warnings. a little swearing, heeseung is a flirt

word count. 1,554

you were hearing his laugh loud and clear.

“yeah! and i almost fell down the stairs giving jungwon a piggyback!” lee heeseung’s eyes got teary as he was telling the story he found absolutely hilarious. his friends followed right after, cracking up as soon as he mentioned the younger member causing their old friend to almost break his neck. 

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BOYFRIEND!ENHYPEN when their s/o gets hit on.

warning/genre; some profanity! boyfriend!enhypen~ this is just for fun!

©jongseongsnudes. please do not copy, translate or reupload.

Lee Heeseung

You and Heeseung had visited the nightclub after a busy week and as he attempted to order two drinks at the crowded bar, you kept close behind him while enjoying the music. That was, until an unfamiliar man came up to you and began blatantly hitting you up; telling you how beautiful you were but you were quick to point to your boyfriend. Only the stranger laughs and says something along the lines of “I don’t care about your fucking boyfriend.” Heeseung had heard all of this and turned around with amused eyes, seeing as how he was practically towering over this brave stranger.

“Oh I’m sorry, my 6ft self must not be tall enough for you to see me right here,” he chuckled sarcastically, “But hi, I’m the fucking boyfriend.”

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— posts with situationship!lee heeseung

✰ summary — series of texts and social media posts in which heeseung wants a girl that has boyfriend. not that he really cares.

✰ genre — smau, humor, college au i guess

✰ warnings — swearing & suggestive content (minors dni)

✰ a/n — SO EXCITED FOR THE NEW ALBUM AHHHHH

S/O Dancing to their song while studying

Hey everyone! Welcome to CharmedChaos!

I’m JJSTAY, writer #1 who loves bringing your favorite characters to life in exciting and imaginative ways here at CharmedChaos. So, sit back, relax, and dive into the world of fantasy with me!

Group: Enhypen

Type: X Reader/X Member/N.A

Age Restriction: 13+/16+/18+/N.A

Word Count: 320

Request Status: Requested by: {no one}

Pairing: OT8

Genre: selected in purple

Romance, Angst, Fluff, Drama, Comedy, Fantasy, Mystery, Thriller, Action, Adventure, Horror, Smut

Trigger Warning: N/A

Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons{outside of stated idols}, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Heeseung:

Walks in on you dancing while trying to study.

Bursts out laughing, finding your multitasking adorable.

Joins in with some exaggerated dance moves, turning it into a mini dance party.

"Guess studying isn't as fun without a bit of ENHYPEN, huh?"

Jay:

Casually leans against the doorway, watching you dance with a smirk.

Takes out his phone to record a bit, making sure to capture your best moves.

Walks up and dances with you for a moment before pulling you back to your books.

"Alright, dance break's over, let's get back to work!"

Jake:

Walks in, immediately starts hyping you up with cheers and claps.

Tries to mimic your dance moves but ends up tripping over his own feet, making you both laugh.

Encourages you to keep going, even suggesting new dance moves.

"You're doing great! Both with the dancing and the studying!"

Sunghoon:

Raises an eyebrow in amusement when he sees you.

Tries to act cool, but ends up joining in with a smile, doing the choreography perfectly.

Teases you a bit for dancing instead of studying, but helps you get back on track.

"Nice moves! But maybe save some of that energy for studying too."

Sunoo:

Immediately starts filming you with his phone, giggling.

Gives you a playful twirl and joins in, turning the study session into a fun dance session.

Takes a moment to appreciate how cute you look, then helps you refocus.

"This is why I love you – you make even studying fun!"

Jungwon:

Walks in and can't help but laugh at your enthusiasm.

Tries to join you but ends up making funny faces and exaggerated dance moves to make you laugh.

Eventually helps you get back to studying, offering to quiz you on your material.

"Dancing to our songs? I think that deserves a reward after studying!"

Ni-ki:

Super excited to see you dancing to their song.

Immediately jumps in and starts dancing along, showing off some moves.

Turns it into a mini dance lesson, helping you perfect some choreography.

"You're a natural! But let's get some studying done now, okay?"