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soft spot ✶ lhs

ㅤ୨ৎㅤ the school's bad boy has a soft spot only for you.

lee heeseungㅤ✶ㅤfemale reader  .  g  bad boy! heeseung, boyfriend! heeseung, est relationship, fluff  .  w  smoking, (public) kissing  .  wc  891 (0.8k)  .  bookshelf

YOU EXIT THE SCHOOL'S main building, the afternoon sun casting long shadows across the parking lot. the low hum of students chattering and the distant rumble of buses fills the air. as you walk toward your usual spot, the heat radiates from the asphalt, creating a shimmering mirage effect in the distance.

your eyes catch sight of lee heeseung leaning casually against his sleek black car, the chrome rims glinting in the sunlight. a thin trail of smoke curls up from the cigarette in his hand, dispersing into the air. he's flanked by his friends — jay, jake, and sunghoon — all of them the epitome of the school's bad boy clique, each with their own swagger and cool indifference.

heeseung stands out even among his friends. his dark hair falls messily over his forehead, framing his sharp features and contrasting sharply with the crisp white t-shirt and worn leather jacket he wears. the corner of his mouth lifts slightly as he brings the cigarette to his lips, taking a slow, deliberate drag. his eyes, dark and intense, lazily scan the crowd until they land on you. in that instant, his entire demeanor changes.

the smile he gives you is different — softer, almost tender. heeseung drops the cigarette, letting it fall to the ground before he crushes it under his boot with deliberate care. his friends continue their conversation, oblivious to the shift in his attention. heeseung's gaze never wavers as he pushes off the car, closing the distance between you with a few long strides.

"hey," he says, his voice low and smooth, tinged with the slightest hint of concern. "ready to go?"

you nod, feeling the familiar flutter in your chest that always accompanies his presence. despite his tough exterior, the way he looks at you — like you're the only person who matters — makes you feel special. heeseung opens the car door for you, his movements uncharacteristically gentle, before sliding into the driver’s seat himself.

as he starts the engine, the car purrs to life, a deep, resonant sound that drowns out the background noise. you catch a glimpse of his friends watching you both, smirking and shaking their heads in amused disbelief. they’ve seen the way he is with you, how the notorious bad boy softens into someone entirely different.

the car roars to life, and heeseung shoots you another one of his rare, genuine smiles. "where to?"

"what about that ice cream parlor?" you reply, smiling back. the thought of the cozy little shop with its pastel-colored walls and vintage decor makes you feel nostalgic.

heeseung nods, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "ice cream it is." he eases the car out of the parking lot, the powerful engine humming smoothly as you leave the school grounds behind.

as you drive through the streets, the world outside blurs into a colorful mosaic. heeseung's hand finds yours, his fingers warm and reassuring. you intertwine your fingers, the simple act of holding hands making your heart race. you steal glances at him, noting the way the sunlight catches the angles of his face, softening his sharp features.

"you know," heeseung says, breaking the comfortable silence, "i don't really care where we go. as long as i'm with you."

his words make your heart swell, and you squeeze his hand gently. "same here," you reply softly, feeling a warmth spread through you that has nothing to do with the summer heat.

the ice cream parlor comes into view, its cheerful sign beckoning. heeseung parks the car and hops out, quickly moving to your side to open the door for you. you step out, the sweet scent of vanilla and sugar wafting through the air as you approach the entrance.

inside, the parlor is cool and inviting. you choose a corner booth, and heeseung joins you, his presence filling the small space with an almost palpable energy. he orders your favorite flavors without needing to ask, remembering every detail about your preferences.

as you sit across from each other, enjoying the sweet treat, you can't help but feel a sense of contentment. in this little corner of the world, everything feels right. heeseung's eyes never leave yours, his expression soft and open.

"thanks for coming with me," you say, your voice barely above a whisper.

heeseung reaches across the table, brushing a stray lock of hair behind your ear. "anytime," he murmurs. "for you, always."

his hand lingers on your cheek, and for a moment, you both just look at each other, the world outside fading into a distant hum. slowly, he leans in, his eyes flickering to your lips. your breath catches as you close the distance, meeting him halfway. the kiss is gentle, his lips soft and warm against yours. time seems to stand still as he deepens the kiss slightly, his hand moving to the back of your neck, pulling you closer.

when you finally pull away, his forehead rests against yours, both of you breathing softly. heeseung's eyes search yours, a tender smile playing on his lips.

"in this moment," he whispers, "there's nowhere else i'd rather be."

you smile, feeling a rush of happiness that makes your heart soar. "me neither," you reply.

and in that moment, with the taste of ice cream lingering on your lips and the warmth of his gaze enveloping you, you know that you wouldn't trade this for anything.

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𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌 - 𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆

bsf!Heeseung x fem!reader

in which your best friend invites you to his basketball match because he wants his closest friend present, but things take a turn different way when he wins and you're the first person he runs to

wc 2.2k

warnings reader is implied to be shorter than Jake

↪ izzy adds... I love love writing Heeseung as a basketball player. I really believe after being an idol it's what fits him the most

You stood outside your apartment, gazing out across the street while patiently waiting for your best friend to pick you up. He was late. Again. But you could hardly nag him about it because he was also late to his match, and you knew that alone was enough punishment for him. 

A sigh escaped your lips as you took out your phone to glance at the clock, taking the opportunity to fix your hair in the reflection on your phone. 9:40. You stared at the numbers, thinking about just turning around and returning to your apartment. You didn’t even know if he was coming anymore. After all, it would be wise if he went to the match instead of picking you up so he could still warm up. 

But he wasn’t smart about it. It wouldn’t be at all like him to not come running for you, even though he should be somewhere completely different at the moment. 

You chuckled, watching your best friend park his car right before you, telling you to get in quickly. “The guys are going to kill me,” he whined, starting the vehicle again. “You can’t blame me for that, though. I wasn’t late, Hee,” you reminded him. “I know, I know,” Heeseung sighed. “I’m sorry. Were you waiting for long?” 

You sat in silence during the ride. Heeseung was panicking. It was clear to anyone who as much as glanced at him, and you knew better than to stress him out even more by talking. You can update him on your life after his match.

“I am so sorry. I’ll catch you again later,” your best friend blurted out quickly, too busy to even look your way before he took his bag and ran off to what you assumed was his team’s dressing room. “Don’t worry about it!” You assured him, chuckling when he almost tripped over nothing. You shook your head at him, leaving to find yourself a place in the crowd of fans. 

You expected to see more people in the audience since it was one of the last - and most important - matches of the season, but what no one could prepare you for were fans with banners and team flags. You tilted your head, trying to wrap your head around why they were taking it so seriously. 

You scanned the audience, searching for an open slot, but everything by the front seemed full. You sighed. This is what you get for coming late. 

Actually, no. This is what you get when you arrive on time. The match hasn’t even started yet and won’t for another ten minutes. You weren’t late. Everyone was just too early. 

Though deep down, you knew that wasn’t right. Still, you would rather blame others for not having a good spot. 

“Shorty!” You turned around upon hearing the familiar voice, rolling your eyes when you noticed Heeseung’s other best friend, Jake Sim. He caught a place at the front. You smiled before joining him after exchanging a small wave. 

“How many times do I need to tell you not to call me that?” You muttered, taking a seat next to him. “I don’t know what annoys you so much. If you’re short, I’m going to call you short,” he stated, holding back his laugh as you rolled your eyes at him. “I am not even that short,” you huffed. In fact, he wasn’t much taller than you. Yet, he always found a way to tease you. 

“Hey there now, I saved you a place. You can’t be mad at me,” Jake protested. “You’re lucky I like you,” you warned him, scoffing when you saw him give in and laugh at you. “Is Riki not here too? I can’t stand being here alone with you.” 

“Come on, you know you love me,” he teased you, the grin on his face only making you more annoyed. Jake chuckled at your behavior, shaking his head. “He went to the toilet. He should be here any minute,” he explained, straightening his back so you could see the younger boy’s hoodie thrown over the seat on his other side. “Right. I saw it from behind but didn’t realize it was Riki’s,” you commented, redirecting your attention towards the court as you heard fans screaming, realizing that was your cue the match was about to start. 

♡⸝⸝ 

“I can’t believe they started when I wasn’t here,” Riki complained, trying to figure out how both teams managed to score already. Honestly, he didn’t miss out on much, in your opinion. The first basket was simple luck, and the second wasn’t any different. Both teams had good defense, not letting their opponent through. They were just lucky the other teams made a mistake at the best time possible, allowing them to score. 

“At least Heeseung waited for you,” Jake joked, glancing at his best friend on the team bench, waiting for the coach to let him in with the rest of his team. The other team was also lucky he wasn’t playing, you thought. 

Heeseung was on the court at all times. It didn’t matter if he was sick the night before or out of energy after a tiring day. He always played in the starting five, pushing his limits so that he could play. But he wasn’t in the starting five this match, and you could feel his frustration all the way to your seat. 

You knew he was more mad at himself than his teammates or his coach though. Had he been here on time, he would be playing now. The coach made sure he got that clear when he told him he wouldn’t be starting this time. A part of you felt sorry for him. You knew how much playing meant to him, and hadn’t he come to pick you up, maybe he wouldn’t be as late. 

You snapped out of your thoughts upon hearing the cheers. They were so loud you were sure even the people outside the stadium would hear them. It didn’t take you long to figure out what - or more, who - the screams were about. All that echoed through the closed space was the name of your best friend. Lee Heeseung. 

“Heeseung, go kick their asses!” This wasn’t a fight. 

“Heeseung, show them how to score! Let’s get a goal!” They weren’t at a football match. There weren’t any goals. 

“Heeseung, you can do it on your own!” Basketball is a team sport. 

You weren’t sure why, but you felt annoyed. Everyone around you except for your two friends seemed to know nothing about basketball, and you hated the fact they were present just because they found your best friend hot. 

“You know, your face has no filter,” Jake nudged your shoulder, making you blink a few times before you turned towards him. “What?” He chuckled, shaking his head at you. “The frown on your face. You’re making it look as if you were jealous,” he teased you, catching Riki’s attention. Great. All you needed was his tall ass making fun of you for feeling jealous when that wasn’t even the case. 

“I am not jealous,” you protested for the third time already. “Right, and I am–” Before Jake could finish his sentence, the buzzer interrupted him, letting you know a team requested a time-out. You glanced at the scoreboard, your eyes widening when you noticed you almost missed the whole first quarter. Heeseung’s team was now winning 18:13, and you missed all that just because of a stupid argument. You sighed, looking at Heeseung on his team’s bench. He was gulping on his water, carefully listening to what the coach had to say about the play so far, wiping the sweat off his forehead. 

Somehow, a part of you found it attractive. 

“Yeah, definitely not head over heels for him,” Riki laughed when he noticed who you’ve been staring at. “Guys, I am not–” you started, swallowing the rest of what you wanted to say when you saw Heeseung look your way, giving you a quick, excited wave before he set his water bottle aside. “You were saying?” Jake scoffed, but you didn’t care enough to argue with him. You didn’t need to prove anything to him. 

♡⸝⸝ 

As the buzzer announced the start of the fourth quarter, you had decided to come down to the court so you could be there once the match was over. The score was neck to neck now, and you knew Heeseung needed a bit more support to do well. 

That was how you found yourself standing on the side of the court, just a few feet away from the door leading to the dressing rooms. Jake and Riki stayed in their seats, claiming they didn't want to give up such good seats just to stand near the smelly dressing rooms, but you didn’t mind. You had a good view from your place, and your cheers could reach your best friend easier. The smell was something you could bear for him. 

“Just two more points! You’re almost there, Hee!” You cheered, catching Heeseung’s attention immediately as his eyes shifted from the ball to your figure for a second. He smiled, quickly coming back to his senses as he sped up, catching up on his opponent and blocking him from making the shot. Heeseung’s teammate quickly caught the ball, and the game was theirs again. 

The game was moving too fast to your liking. When your team managed to score, their opponents followed up shortly after, making the last few minutes extremely tiring. You could see it on all of them. The way they were sweating and panting as they tried to stop the other team from scoring and failed miserably each time was a clear sign of exhaustion. You glanced up at the scoreboard, watching the 82:83 written right under the time they had left. 2 minutes. 

A lot could happen in 2 minutes. Within the blink of your eye, each team gained another 6 points in under a minute, and it stressed you out. They were running too much. You knew Heeseung would collapse in your arms as soon as the match ended. You could see that he was pushing his limits once again. 

You almost yelled at him to sit down and let someone else finish it, but you knew you couldn’t do that to him. This was important to him, and you were there to support him, not scold him. 

As the buzzer filled the stadium one last time, your eyes shot up to the basket in front of you, watching the ball fall to the ground as the score changed one last time. Your eyes lit up, an uncontrollable smile spreading across your face when you saw your team win. They did it. They won the finals. And it was all thanks to Heeseung’s buzzer beater. 

You could see the joy in his eyes as he looked around the court, searching for something, someone. He didn’t care about his teammates running to him to embrace him in a hug. All he could think about was you and the fact he needed to be in your arms. 

When his eyes finally met yours, he quickly apologized to his team, not wasting any more time before he ran to you. He didn’t care that everyone was watching him, cheering for him, or calling his name so he would take a picture with his team. 

Heeseung wrapped his arms around your shoulders, almost knocking you to the ground as he hugged you, squeezing you tightly. You laughed, patting his back to assure him you were there with him. “I did it! I did it!” He cheered, backing up so he could look you in the eyes. But soon after, you had him close again. Expect this time, it wasn’t just a hug you found yourself in. 

His lips pressed against yours, one of his hands finding its way to the back of your head, pulling you closer, while his other hand rested on your waist. Your eyes widened. Unable to do anything, you watched his sweaty forehead. His eyes were closed, and his lips were soft against yours. Still, you knew the kiss must have felt bad when you didn’t kiss him back. You couldn’t. Your heart was beating too fast, and your mind was an even bigger mess. 

A huffed “Sorry” escaped his lips as he pulled away from you, his forehead pressing against yours as he breathed heavily, still trying to catch his breath after the match. You closed your eyes, rethinking everything before you cupped his cheek, making him look you in the eyes. 

It was your hand that rested at the back of his head now, pulling him closer just like he did seconds ago with you as you kissed him. “You did it,” you nodded slightly, whispering against his lips. “I fucking did it,” he smiled, his hand wrapping around your hips to keep you close. “I finally gathered up the courage to kiss you,” he proclaimed, chuckling as if he didn’t believe what was happening. 

Your cheeks heated up, becoming redder the more you looked at him. He was unbelievable. “You wanted to kiss me?” You asked, your question coming out a lot quieter than you intended. “For so long,” he nodded. “Ever since you became my lucky charm.” 

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( 희승 ) ✧ "SHOOT HE'S LOOKING AT ME. RIGHT AT ME"

( 𝓢 ) 𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁! 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖫𝖾𝖾 𝖧𝖾𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗎𝗇𝗀

백합 ! 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾 >< 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈

𝒽𝖾𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗑 𝒻𝖾𝗆 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ღ 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿, 𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 ʚɞ 𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗈 ⟡ 318 . . . 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀, 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 . 𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗎𝖾

You were just about to enjoy your most-waited meal at this some old-fashioned restaurant when you noticed three figures walking directly to the table across you.

At first, you simply ignore it, assuming it was just some people wanting to dine in. But as you look up to them, your heart abruptly skips a beat. At the slightest moment, you knew that

You're just enchanted by the guy from across you who seems busy scrolling through his phone. His features,

Thick, dark, and well-defined brows that are perfectly arched, highlighting a rugged of handsomness to his already captivating features, The bright light from the room reflects off the lenses he wore, making his eyes appear more magnified and alluring, his messy hair that fits perfectly to his overall effortless and edgy look, and how he make even the most ordinary jersey looks cool and fashionable.

He's the most breathtaking and ethereal person you've set your eyes on for your entire lifetime.

As you were busy daydreaming about how charming he looks, completely lost in your own little fantasy of admiration for him, he abruptly took you by surprise when he lifts his gaze from his phone and stare right into your eyes.

"shoot"

your breath hitches in your throat and you felt your world shattered soon as he caught you red-handed, staring at him like some sort of psycho or a madwoman but, it didn't last for even the slightest second when

His gaze bore into yours.

"He's looking at me. Right at me."

And a small smile curves at the corner of his lips.

Time seems to slow down and it feels like the world around you has faded away, leaving only the two of you in your own world. In the midst of the intense magical moment, your eyes suddenly slides down to where his palm are held up open.

And there it's written,

"Lee heeseung"

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( 이희승 ) ━━ ❝𝖶𝖮𝖴𝖫𝖣 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖦𝖨𝖵𝖤 𝖬𝖤 𝖠 𝖯𝖠𝖳 𝖳𝖮𝖮?❞

꒰ 𝓢 ꒱ 𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁! 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗍

백합 ★ 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖼𝗌 𝗂 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾 >3<

𝒽𝖾𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗑 𝒻𝖾𝗆 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋. 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿, 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄. 𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗌𝗎𝗅𝗄𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝖾𝗍𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 ( 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝖾, 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒, 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌 ) 𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗈, 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 ⟡ 273 . . .

𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀, 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 . 𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗎𝖾

"Ahahahahahaha, oh my babe, you're so funny."

He shuts his eyes tight while slowly leans back against the couch you were both sitting on, indicating that the question you had just asked seconds before was far too entertaining for him. 

"like very, very funny." 

You glance at him in puzzlement, rolling your lenses 360 degrees. "shut up."

With a pout on your lips, you throw both arms around yourself and move your figure away to the opposite direction from him. 

Your shift made Heeseung realize that you were genuinely upset, so he instantly decided to calm himself down.

"H-ha..." but he still managed to let out a small pant, apparently drained from the huge laughter he'd burst earlier. 

"Is it too weird?" You mumbled, still not getting over how he mistook your earlier request as a joke.

"Baby," he calls you lovingly, raising his back from the cushion and extends a hand over his left side to support his weight.

But you remained silent, clearly hurt by his previous action, which caused him to let out a long sigh before finally saying, 

"What the princess wants, the princess gets." 

Frustrated and confused, you manage to toss him a short issue,

"Lee Heeseung, what are──,"

but before you could even finish it, you felt his smooth right palm have been placed on the crown of your head, and as quickly as it happened, your eyes widened in surprise, and you felt your cheeks grew hotter with each passing time as a deep rosy hue spread all across your features. Before you could even protest anything, he spoke, 

"Would you give me a pat too?"

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OMG OK WAIT- do you think you could write about big heeseung and tiny reader? (not sexually big iykwim 😭)

Things Heeseung would do as your bigger/taller bf

I'm 5'2 so Heeseung is definitely almost a foot taller than me.

┇ He would definitely tease you about how much ┇smaller you are compared to him.

┇Comparing your hand sizes is such a turn on for ┇him.

┇Grabbing things off of the shelfs for you when you ┇can't reach.

┇Back hugs with his arms around your shoulders ┇and his chin on top of your head.

┇Spooning you under the covers, or just flat out ┇laying on top of you and crush you.

┇Fucking you against the shower wall just bc he ┇likes to flaunt his strength.

┇Manhandling you in anyway he can (ifykyk)

┇Leaning down to kiss you because you're to short ┇even on your tip toes.

hii! do u think you could write abt things fwb/situationship heeseung wld do!

Heeseung as your FWB/Situationship with Heeseung

┇Calling you at late hours to link up.

┇Getting jealous whenever you're around another ┇guy.

┇Subconsciously being rougher in bed whenever ┇he's upset with you.

┇Saying that he wants no strings attached, but also ┇getting HEAVILY attached to you.

┇Acting like your boyfriend whenever you guys hang ┇out together.

┇Sending you less than appropriate pictures ┇whenever he sees you out with another man.

┇Whispering dirty words in your ear to arouse you so ┇you can leave a party early and fuck in his car.

┇Ignoring you for weeks, but then caving bc he ┇misses you.

┇Eventually confessing his feelings bc he can't stop ┇thinking about you, and he hates seeing you with ┇other people.

hihi 🙋🏻‍♀️

this may seem like an odd request but ill try my best to explain it 😭 have you ever watched jennifers body? Could you please write reader with a personality like Jennifer Check with a Heeseung boyfriend? like not related to the initial lore but more of a just overly confident hot girl who everyone wants but can’t have, with her gloomy tall boyfriend?

sorry if this doesn’t make sense 😭

Sunshine And Rain ┃L.HS

antisocial!heeseung x overlyconfident!reader

heeseung is a bit of a loser and feels he's not cool enough for his popular girlfriend

fluff! small kisses, self-doubt, reassurance, yn loves her loser bf, grumpyxsunshine trope kinda

wdct: 2k

ty for the request i kinda like this one 💚

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Third Person POV~

Nights in Hongdae were always some of the best. You could walk around in whatever skimpy clothes you dared to put on, and no one would question it. You could also drink your ass off without any worries because it's the weekend and you don't have to get up for work the next morning.

Your friends invited you out, telling you all about how you guys could have so much fun if everyone brought their boyfriend to make sure you guys were safe the whole night.

You were especially excited because you had finally convinced your boyfriend to go out with you. He wasn't thrilled of course, but you promised not to force him to be social, and he agreed.

You're currently at the second club of the night and its 10pm. Heeseung has probably only had a few drinks, but you're well over tipsy.

You were sitting at the bar together, though Heeseung was hardly paying attention to you, and some man came up to you.

"Aren't you a pretty little thing?..." He smiled and you rolled your eyes. "Sorry, I'm taken. Sorry for you though, I'm not sorry I'm taken.." You respond cockily and the man scoffs. "I don't see a boyfriend around."

"He's right here." You gesture towards Heeseung who's to your right, turning to stare at the man attempting to court you, his hand is resting lightly on your waist. "Yeah, like this loser is your boyfriend. What are you a hooker? Do you sleep with losers like him for cash?"

Heeseung's hand tightens against your hips before he pulls back, standing up from his chair. "If I were you, I'd walk away." His voice was low, and deep. You'd always get excited whenever he got jealous or protective.

The man clearly wasn't taking you or Heeseung seriously because he scoffed out a laugh, taking another sip from his drink. "Listen, sweetheart... I'm not convinced by whatever this is that you and this boring fellow are up to.. Come home with me and I'll show you a real good time.."

Heeseung sighs against your ear, grabbing the man by the collar as you grab his wrist, simply shaking your head. You then push Heeseung behind you, glaring at the man. "Listen here... You're the real fucking loser and if you don't take your dumb ass away from me in the next five seconds, I'll find your facebook page and tell your wife that you like to spend time trying to fuck other people's girlfriends." You speak straight up and forward, making the man's eyes widen. "Wife? I don't have a wife!"

"Says the ring on your finger. Now fuck off." You then grabbed Heeseung's hand, pulling him towards the dance floor, your drink clutched in your right hand. He made sure to grab your clutch when you started tugging on his arm.

"Baby.. You know I don't like dancing.. It's too crowded.." Heeseung speaks into your ear, making sure you can hear him over the bass of the loud music. You simply pull him closer, taking another sip of your cosmo. "Hee, baby.. That's the fun part. You get an excuse to be pressed against me in public without anyone noticing or caring."

He simply chuckled at your slurred explanation, spinning you around so he could pull your back to his chest. He held your hips gently, swaying you against him. "I don't deserve you.."

"Oh shut up, if I wasn't dating you I'd be with some perverted asshole who only wants to fuck me." You reassure, reaching back to place your hand on his nape, making him rest his head against your shoulder.

"Why didn't you wear the outfit I picked out for you?" You finally question and Heeseung chuckles, pressing a soft kiss to your neck. "The shirt was too brightly colored, and the pants were uncomfortable.." He mumbles, wrapping his arms around your waist as he nuzzles against your neck. "Baby.. The shirt was light blue. That's not bright. You need to wear something other than black for once."

"I like the clothes I wear." He responds, and you can tell there's a pout in his voice. You simply smile, ruffling his hair. "If you like it, so do I.."

The night continues on as Heeseung continues to follow you and your friends around Hongdae. He's been mostly silent tonight except for his small conversations with you. On occasion he exchanged a few words with your best friend's boyfriend, only because he'd met him before and felt it would be rude to ignore someone he knew.

Once it hit midnight, you decided to part from your friends, not wanting to overwhelm Heeseung too much.

He took you to a convenience store to get you some water, and a hangover drink before simply just walking with you. Pretty street lights illuminating the streets, nicely colored signs all around you. Your hand is in his and he's smiling at you. Nights out are always so much better when he's with you.

There are a few stragglers walking around and Heeseung can tell that all eyes are on you as you walk by.

You've been dating for almost two years now, and he feels like he should be used to it, but he doesn't like that he never has you to himself. And it's not your fault because you're naturally outgoing and confident, it has nothing to do with how pretty you are. He's extremely lucky to be with not just the prettiest girl, but the most lovely and caring girl as well.

You've always been genuine with Heeseung, defending him whenever anyone tried to question why such an outgoing girl was with such an introverted guy. He fell harder each time you explained that his social life didn't matter as long as you were apart of it.

And now he's watching you walk confidently, heels sounding delightfully against the pavement. He doesn't even know how you're still wearing heels when you've been walking and dancing in them for hours now.

He's pulled from his thoughts when he feels you stop walking. "Heeseung... Do you wanna hang out in this cafe for a little while? It's been awhile since we've been to this cafe together.."

He couldn't say no to you if he tried, so he nodded, opening the door for you and letting you walk in. Even though it had been a long time since the two of you had been here, he still knew your order by heart. He ordered for the both of you before leading you to a quiet booth in the corner. He let you sit down before sliding in beside you.

"Did you have fun tonight?..." He questioned, wanting to start a conversation with you after being mostly silent. "I did.. But I was worried about you.." You reply, glancing up at him. He raises an eyebrow. "Why? I've been okay.."

"I feel bad dragging you around with me sometimes.. I know you don't really like clubbing.. Plus all the guys that approach me. I don't like when people disrespect you." You take his hand in yours, squeezing it gently as he smiles, leaning in to kiss your cheek. "Baby, you don't have to feel bad. I'd do anything for you, you know.. It doesn't bother me when other guys try to talk to you.. You're a very wonderful woman, and I can't blame them.."

You smile at his words, giving him a kiss. "You're always so sweet, Heeseung... But really, I promise that next weekend I won't go clubbing.. It'll just be us. Okay?" He nods, caressing your cheek. "Okay then, we'll do that."

The two of you spend the next hour in the cafe, talking and laughing together. When you finally get up to leave, the barista stopped you. "Hey, could I get your number?"

You simply scoffed, grabbing Heeseung's hand before leaving the cafe. Heeseung was slightly shocked. Usually you'd come up with some cocky response to turn guys down, but you simply walked away.

You were quiet afterwards, and Heeseung didn't know what to say. You stayed silent until the two of you finally got back home.

You kicked your heels off at the door, dropping your coat, which Heeseung gladly picked up for you.

"Heeseung, I'm gonna shower.. Do you wanna join?" You asked, glancing back at him as he followed you towards your bedroom. He simply nodded, setting your coat on the dresser, his own following.

You disappeared into the bathroom, taking off your makeup while Heeseung set out some clothes for the two of you to wear after showering.

He then joined you in the bathroom, turning on the shower before pulling his shirt over his head.

He then moved to stand behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist as he nuzzled into the crook of your neck.

You smiled, finishing taking off your makeup before washing your face.

Heeseung's hands were already working on unzipping your skirt, tugging it past your hips to let it hit the floor. He then pulled your shirt over your head, dropping it as he turned you around to face him, pressing his lips softly against yours.

You kissed back, sliding your hands up his sides as he cupped your jaw, tugging you closer.

Eventually he pulled away, kissing your forehead. You finished undressing before stepping into the shower. The water was warm and you already felt so much relief from the slight headache you had.

Heeseung pressed you against the wall, catching you completely by surprise as you stared up at him. "What?..."

"What's the matter? You're never this quiet.." He mumbles, his tone filled with worry. You simply sigh, reaching up to ruffle his hair. "I'm fine. I'm just tired." Your excuse is definitely not going unnoticed by Heeseung, he shakes his head, cupping your cheek. "Are you upset with me?.. I'm sorry if it's embarrassing having people talk about you because of me.." He asks, saying the words with no expression.

"Heeseung, I'm not embarrassed of you. And I'm definitely not upset with you. Stop saying nonsense." You speak firmly, gripping his wrist as he nodded. "Okay.. I'm sorry." He apologizes, smiling weakly as he pulls away.

You tug him back by his hips, staring up at him. "Now you seem upset... Hee, baby.. You know that I love you no matter what others think. Right?"

He nods, though the motion seems hesitant, and you sigh, running a hand through your hair. "If it makes you feel better, I won't force you into coming with me anymore.." You suggest, but he shakes his head. "I enjoy being with you, I just wish I wasn't such a loser.. That way people would think that you have a cool boyfriend.. Someone who's not afraid to have fun or socialize.."

His words make you scoff. You cup his cheeks, pulling him closer so he was only a few inches away. You kissed his forehead before pulling back to stare into his eyes. "Lee Heeseung.. I don't give a fuck about what others think.. I only care about you. And I like that you're a little boring at times, it's a good contrast for me.. You're like the rain to my sunshine.. You're perfect and nothing will ever change that.."

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ive never seen Jennifer's Body so I hope I displayed yn's personality right 🫣

HIII KASS ‼️‼️‼️

recently i js got out of a rlly toxic relationship with my bf, and it made me think! heeseung helping yn realize her abusive bf is bad for her??

can i be 🐮 anon?

Realize ┃L.HS

heeseungxreader

yn is in an abusive relationship, heeseung wants her to know that she deserves better.

cw: angst/fluff! domestic violence, hitting, swearing, abusive relationship, degrading.

wdct: 1.2k

tysm for your request. im so glad you're out of that relationship 💚 pls stay safe and don't sell yourself short bc u deserve a person who respects you and loves you.

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Third Person POV~

You'd be lying if you ever said this is the first time you've left your apartment in the middle of the night. It's definitely not the second either, and you're sure it's not the last. You're in a relationship, and have been in the same relationship for two years. You love your boyfriend dearly, and you're sure he loves you too, but alcoholism is a thing, sadly.

He works long days, and sometimes nights.. You'd like to think it's stress leading his actions. At least that's what you thought at first. All the time's he's come home slightly drunk, you were never bothered by it, but it seemed like he started getting more agressive as the long weeks went on.

Picking dumb fights with you over small things, getting irritated by simple touches or gestures. Slight agression over you not wanting sex from him. Everything just seems to have gone downhill the past few months.

He got home about an hour ago, at around midnight. You woke up hearing the shower, and you got out of bed, stumbling into the bathroom. "Baby?.." You call out lowly, and he peeks out from behind the shower curtain, scoffing. "I thought you were sleeping?"

"I was.. Sorry I didn't wait up for you." You apologize as he rolls his eyes. "I don't expect much from you anymore anyway.." He says as you frown, rubbing the sleepiness from your eyes. "What is that supposed to mean?.."

He turns off the shower, wrapping his towel around his waist as he steps out, his hair dripping onto his damp skin. "You're smart enough to put it together, aren't you?"

You're clearly puzzled at the annoyance in his tone, but he doesn't seem to care. "Did I do something wrong?"

He scoffs, grabbing another towel to dry his hair. "Let's see.. I basically never get sex from you, you don't wait for me at night, I hardly ever see you anymore, and you cop an attitude everytime I say anything to you." He argues as you sigh. "It's hard to want sex when you're always coming home drunk lately."

He raises an eyebrow at your words, stepping closer to you, you can smell the scent of his bodywash fresh on his skin. "Oh really?.. So if I wanted to fuck you right now, would you give in?.."

Your back hits the counter as you step back, your chest rises with each heavy breath as he traps you in between himself and the counter. "You've had a long day, and so did I.. Let's just rest.."

He chuckles, pressing himself against you, you can feel everything thanks to the thin towel he's wearing. "I think fucking you would help me relax way more.." Soon enough he's leaning in to kiss you, but you dodge immediately, pushing him away by the chest.

"Just put some clothes on and we can both sleep.." You suggest, only to be ignored when he pushes your hands away, attempting to kiss you again.

This time you shove him away, leaving the bathroom. He follows, shoving you against the wall once he has a good enough hold on you.

"Please.. Just calm down." You attempt to move, only to be pressed firmly against the wall once more. You can feel a bruising pain blossom throughout your left shoulder blade from the impact of your back hitting the wall.

He attempts to tug on your sweats, but you hold them up. "Stop, just leave me alone!"

He pulls back, staring at you as he scoffs. "You stupid bitch.. Show some respect."

The next few seconds blur as you feel his palm strike your cheek, the pain burning itself into your skin as you immediately press your hand to the spot to soothe the pain.

Your eyes are watering and he's seemingly shocked by his own corse of action. As soon as he parts his lips to speak, you run past him, grabbing your phone before leaving the room.

You slip into some shoes, grabbing your keys and your wallet just in case. And then, you left.

Now you're standing in the rain, feet planted on the doormat of your closest friend's doorstep as you raised your fist to knock.

Though it took awhile, the door eventually opened, Heeseung staring down at you with a pitied expression. "Y/n?.. What are you doing here this time of night?.. Did you guys argue again.." He leaves before you can answer, soon coming back with two towels. He sets one on the floor so you can walk in and then he wraps the other one around you.

You finally release the well of tears that you tried so hard to hold back, and Heeseung's worry multiplies itself. He decides that comforting you is worth more than staying dry, so he hugs you, rubbing comforting circles onto your back.

"What happened..?" He questions gently, pulling back to look at you. You take a second to calm down before staring up at him. "He hit me..." You divulge with a sob, and Heeseung's expression twists confusedly.

"Your boyfriend?.." He asks, and when you nod, his eyes go dark. "I told you to break up with that asshole ages ago, and now he's hitting you?!"

It's clear Heeseung is upset, but you're not in the mood for the "I told you so" speech. "He didn't mean it... He just got upset.." You defend to which Heeseung sighs, pulling away from you. "Y/n.. Getting upset is no excuse to hit your girlfriend.. You need to end things with him.." He says blatantly and you shake your head. "He loves me.. I know it.."

Heeseung shakes his head at you, rubbing his temples. "He doesn't give a shit about you! As much as I know it'll hurt you, I can't just stand by and watch that fucker ruin you!" He yells and you go quiet, sobbing quietly. "Heeseung.. I love him..."

Something snaps inside him at your words. He grabs you firmly by the shoulders, leaning slightly closer to you. "And I love you..." He reveals, his own eyes glossed over. This is clearly something he's wanted to say for years now, but he didn't imagine it going this way. "Y/n.. I know you only see me as a friend.. But I care so much for you.. I can't watch the girl I love be treated that way by someone who isn't even worthy of her.."

You're still shocked at the question, but you nod regardless. "I didn't know you felt that way.." You mumble as he sighs, letting go of you. "I've like you since the day we met.. Sadly that bastard came along and stole you.."

"I'm sorry I didn't listen to you..." You apologize as Heeseung sighs. "I'm not mad at you.. You're the victim.. Promise you'll leave him?.." He asks as you nod, pinky promising him.

"Let's get you some dry clothes.."

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i hope this is good I'm not good at semi-angst fics

heeseung who loves to club x antisocial reader? i loved ur Jennifer body inspired fic !!

Overwhelmed ┃L.HS

club-bf!heeseung x antisocial-gf!reader

yn doesn't like to club but tries her hardest not spoil her bf's fun.

cw: neutral/fluff?, kisses, anxiety, social anxiety, reader likes to stay home, low social battery, heeseung loves clubbing, supportive and loving bf hee.

wdct: 1.2k

thanks for the request. I'm glad you liked Sunshine and Rain! ♡

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Third Person POV~

"Princess, I promise it's just for tonight.. Tomorrow we can stay in all day and cuddle and watch your favorite movies.. Okay?" It took some hard convincing, but eventually you agree to go out with him tonight.

He preferred taking you with him over leaving you home late at night. He was always worried something would happen to you when he wasn't home.

As soon as he got done kissing and hugging you out of gratitude, you went upstairs to get ready, doing you hair and makeup before putting on one of your club-appropriate dresses. You usually never wore them because you didn't like clubbing, but Heeseung bought you a few for when you went out with him.

You decided to wear black, wanting to be less noticeable. Plus it matched Heeseung's outfit that was mostly black.

You put on the heels you so hated wearing. And as a final touch, you put on your leather jacket that matched Heeseung's.

Once finally finishing getting ready, you head back down stairs, where Heeseung is waiting patiently by the door, back against the wall as he states at his phone. He glances up at you when he hears your heels click against the floor.

"You look so pretty, princess.." He smiles, leaning down kiss your cheek. "Let's go, hm?"

Two hours later, you're sitting in one of Heeseung's favorite bars, surrounded by all of his closest friends and some of their girlfriends.

They decide to play truth or drink, and you glance at Heeseung worriedly.

He knows you hate drinking games, and usually he ends up drinking for you, but you didn't want that to happen tonight.

The game progressed and the first time it landed on you, his friend Jongseong had asked you the question. "How often do you and Heeseung fuck?" You immediately glanced towards Heeseung, who was already preparing to take the shot Jaeyun poured for you.

Before he could grab it, you picked it up, downing the shot before setting the glass down. Honestly, you hated drinking.. It's not fun, and the aftermath is even worse. That's why Heeseung usually takes the shots for you whenever you play drinking games with his friends.

Eventually they moved on to playing another game, but you decided to exclude yourself, staring at your phone, sipping on whatever non alcoholic drink Heeseung had ordered for you. You'd been here two hours and it's going on three. When you left the house it was already 9pm, and now it's almost midnight and you're still here.

And Heeseung seems to be having fun, doing what he likes, joking with his friends.. But you're just out of it at this point.

And ultimately, he notices the bored expression on your face, the pout in your lips. It's adorable. "Are you doing okay?.." He whispers in your ear, caressing your thigh beneath the table as you nod. "I'm okay..."

He can tell you're trying not to drag his mood down, but he wants to find ways for you both to have fun even though you're not a fan of clubbing. So he gets up, ignoring his friends' questions as he offers you his hand.

"What?.." You question softly as he pulls you out of your seat, dragging you to the dance floor. So many people are dancing, pressed hotly into one big clump of bodies.

You find yourself weaving into the sea of moving limbs and bodies as Heeseung pulls you against him, his hands on your hips as he moves you to the music.

You stare up at him, hands resting on his shoulders. He leans down to kiss you gently before leaning in towards your ear. "Are you overwhelmed?.."

His tone is gentle, hands rubbing circles into your hips as you shake your head. He can tell you're lying. "Love.. If you wanna go home, we can leave."

You protest. "I don't wanna spoil your fun. Let's just go back to the table..." You mumble, your tone slightly pleading, but he presses anyway. "Come on, let's grab your stuff.. We can just leave."

Somewhere along the lines of listening to Heeseung, the music, and the loud yelling around you, your heart starts racing. It's hard to breathe, and you're speaking in your head, but the words aren't really coming out.

You react by pulling away from Heeseung and rushing towards the exit of the club. The second the cool night air hit your lungs, you felt so much better. You hadn't realized how overstimulated you really were, being cramped inside of the bar. The feeling you just experienced was terrible.

You leaned against the wall, breathing gently to steady yourself, it's not long before a panicked Heeseung comes running over to you, holding your jacket and your clutch.

"Are you alright, princess?.." His eyes show pure worry as he cups your cheek. You nod. "I'm okay now.. I got overwhelmed.. I'm sorry.." You apologize and he shakes his head. "No, I'm sorry.. I should've took you home the second I realized you weren't feeling it.."

You can tell he's thinking too hard about everything so you cup his cheeks, giving him a kiss. "I'm okay.. I promise.."

He nods, kissing you again before helping you slip your jacket back on. "Do you wanna go home?.." He asks as you nod. "But only if you're ready.. You seemed to be having fun with them.."

He shakes his head, leading you back towards the spot where the car is parked. "Let's get you home, okay?.."

When you finally get home, you immediately take off the uncomfortable heels, glad to be four inches shorter again. Your jacket is littering the floor as well, clutch set down terribly.

Heeseung hangs your coat on the rack, moving your heels to stand neatly by the door before taking off his own shoes and following you upstairs.

"Heeseung?.." You call as he hums in response. "Do your friends ever call me lame for making you leave early?.." You question as he shakes his head. "Princess.. I know you're not the party type, and they know it too.. But when I go without you, they actually do miss you.. As much as you loathe going, they think you're pretty fun.."

You're shocked at his words. "Really?.. They think I'm fun?" You ask as he nods. "Of course.. It's okay that your social battery dies a little faster than others' because I promise you, if you're ever uncomfortable, we can leave.."

You nod in understanding, smiling at Heeseung. "I wish I was as social as you.. That way we could have more fun together.." At your words, he cups your chin, tilting your head upwards. "I always have fun with you.. You don't have to wish to be something you're not.. Okay?" He kisses you, pulling away with a smile as he kisses your forehead.

"Now.. Let's get take a nice hot shower and then we can make some snacks and watch a movie.."

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Realize PT.2︱L.HS

lee heeseung x reader

heeseung realizes his feelings for yn

cw: fluff! confessions

finally posting pt.2 srry for the wait yall

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Third Person POV~

"You didn't have to cook dinner, you know?.." Heeseung says as he finishes the dishes, drying his hands. You smile softly. "It was the least I could do."

You've been staying with him for the past week after dumping your boyfriend over text. Things have been peaceful, and you've enjoyed Heeseung's company tremendously.

But your ex keeps texting you with threats, and it's been unbearable. You've blocked his number, but he started texting from a new one. It's all just annoying.

Heeseung has been a great help though, he keeps you sane, even though you can tell it bothers him. You're very grateful for his patience.

You had decided to go shower, so Heeseung was watching TV in the living room. He wasn't planning on getting up, but lucky for him, a knock sounded against the front door.

He got up begrudgingly, answering the door as he scoffed. "What the hell are you doing here?.." He stood face to face with your ex, who seemed beyond pissed. Heeseung can hardly take him seriously with how sloppy and intoxicated he looks right now.

One chuckle from Heeseung and he's livid, immediately pushing the taller male. At the action, Heeseung automatically gets defensive. "What the fuck are you doing?!" He shoves your ex back, not wanting to fight, but definitely not afraid to if need be.

The shorter man scoffed, straightening his posture to the best of his ability. "Where is she?.." He questions, tone seething with anger, and Heeseung scoffs. "Why bother? She wants nothing to do with you." Heeseung instigates, "Trust me, if she wanted to be with you, she'd still be there."

This only angers the shorter man more, and he swings at Heeseung, ultimately missing as Heeseung dodged the blow.

He countered the attack with a punch of his own, making a connection with your ex's jaw. The blow sent him straight down, the alcohol in his system made it fairly easy.

When he tried to get back up, Heeseung punched him again wanting to get his point across. You came down stairs, freshly showered and hair damp, immediately going into defense mode. "Heeseung, wait!"

You pull him off, pushing him away. "What are you doing?" You ask, grabbing his hand to glance at his bruised knuckles, sighing when he pulled his hand back.

"This asshole had the audacity to come here looking for you." Heeseung speaks pointedly, clearly annoyed by your ex boyfriend. All you can do is sigh, not even bothering with the man struggling to ground himself.

"I'm sorry... It's my fault." You apologize, mostly because Heeseung is frustrated, and your ex is only here because of you, but Heeseung shakes his head disapprovingly. "It's not your fault. Move."

His words are sharp and firm, but not rude as he gestures for you to step aside before grabbing your boyfriend by his collar. "I swear on all things good in life, if you ever come here again or try to contact Y/n, I will end you. Now get the fuck out of my house."

He then practically throws him out of the house, slamming the door shut before the lowly man could get a word out.

"Heeseung..." You call out softly, not wanting to strike a nerve as he sighs, turning to face you. "Did I scare you?..." He steps towards you, gripping your hands as you shake your head. "No.. I'm fine.. Your knuckles are bleeding.." You note as he nods. "It's fine."

You shake your head, grabbing his wrist as you pulled him into the bathroom, grabbing the first aid kit from the cabinet below the sink. He tries to assure you that he doesn't need it, but you're stubborn. You spend the next few minutes cleaning and bandaging his knuckles while he stares lovingly at you.

He takes a second to think about why he reacted the way he did with your ex. He didn't know if it was on account of your ex getting hostile first, or if he was genuinely mad at the fact that your ex had come to see you.

He cared deeply for you, and he'd hate if someone else ever hurt you again. Come to think of it, he got heavily offended at the thought that your ex thought he could get you back. Especially after how he treated you last time you saw him.

The past week with you has been so fulfilling for him and he's loved spending time with you. As much as he tries to his own feelings, he knows deep down that he wants to be with you more than anything.

You finish bandaging his hand, noticing how lost in thought he was as you squeeze his hand, the small gesture bringing him back down to earth. "Sorry.. I was just thinking."

You nod in understanding, taking a second to collect your thoughts before speaking. "I'm sorry for causing you trouble... The last thing I wanna do is dump everything on you.. The past week has been amazing, and I love being here with you, but if you want me to go-"

Heeseung immediately cuts you off at the mention of you leaving. "No.. No. Of course I don't want you to go... I love having you here with me... I just.. Y/n, I have feelings for you.. I always have, and I wanna be with you... I wanna keep you here with me and I wanna love you.. Please be my girlfriend.. I'll never treat you bad.."

You stare at him, not exactly shocked, but in awe at his words. You chuckle before glancing up at him. "God... I wish you would've told me before..." You mumble, smiling up at him. "I had the hugest crush on you when we first met, and I was afraid you wouldn't like me back so I just stayed friends with you all these years.. I'd want nothing more than to be your girlfriend.. I don't trust anyone more than I trust you."

He smiles at your words, hugging you and wrapping his arms around your waist. You wrap yours around his neck, smiling as you relish in the warmth of his embrace.

He pulls away slightly, glancing between your eyes and your lips. "Can I kiss you?.." He asks politely and you nod, tugging him closer to press your lips against his.

He kisses you back, cupping your cheek gently as he melts into the kiss. You both pull away after a few longing moments, giggling when you meet eyes.

"You're so pretty... I love you so much..." He leans in to kiss you again, hugging you tightly as you smile. "I love you too..."

Idkw but I feel like that’s either Sunghoon coded, or Heeseung coded…… or Jake….

Someone should write about this…. If they haven’t already- 👀👀🫢🫢😗😗

@simpjaes @jakesangel @jaeyunpinkyring @intwohoon @ikeuhoonverse @wonieeeeyoii

@heejake-hoon

tucking your hair in your ear and telling you that you're gorgeous in a bathtub