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First time doing a Request I‘m kinda nervous but could (you don’t have to) write 8th member x Jungwon. Like the Reader was recently added to this Group and has to learn all the hard Dances and Jungwon is very strict/mean to the reader because they have a tight schedule and he really pushes the reader to it’s limits. He criticized reader a lot like talking bad about the vocals,stage present,visuals (face, figure), dancing skills etc ans the one day the reader breaks down in front of him while he was being harsh again and he‘s then like:“ Oh sorry let me make this up to you“ and since then the reader is Jungwon favorite

You are another me, I am another you (I-LAND - Into the I-LAND) Let’s just run for our lives

ᨓ 。idol!yang jungwon x idol!fem reader ꒰📲꒱﹕slight angst to fluff ﹕+2.0k contains: crying, mean jungwon at first, mean knetz comments (what's new), smau part, let me know if I missed one ┈─★

The sound of the studio door closing behind you felt heavier today. Your muscles were sore from all the extra practice, your mind was overwhelmed from memorizing every sharp move, and worst of all, Jungwon’s constant criticisms echoed in your head. Being the only female in ENHYPEN, you knew expectations would be high, but this? This was brutal.

Every mistake was met with a sharp comment, a sigh of frustration from the leader, and you found yourself questioning whether you were cut out for this. Jungwon wasn’t cruel, but he was relentless. His words stung, always pointed out how you weren’t fast enough, sharp enough, perfect enough.

“Again,” he said for what felt like the hundredth time, his voice clipped as he wiped the sweat from his forehead. The others stood nearby, equally tired, but their eyes shifted toward you as if waiting for you to crack. You could feel their silent support, but it wasn’t enough to drown out the pressure.

Seven months after ENHYPEN’s debut, the world of K-pop had been shaken by the news of your sudden addition to the group. Right before the highly anticipated release of their Japanese album, Hakanai, the company had announced the unexpected eighth member—you.

The reaction had been explosive. Some fans were outraged. Comments flooded social media, criticizing the decision to add a girl to a group that had already worked so hard to build their identity.

"She didn't train as long as the boys." "Why now?" "This is unfair to them."

You read every post, every angry tweet, feeling the weight of their disappointment. It made your shoulders slump under the burden of being an outsider.

But there were others—fans who were intrigued by the fresh dynamic you could bring.

"This is something new!" "Finally, a group that challenges the norms!" "I can’t wait to see what she adds to ENHYPEN!"

They cheered for you, hopeful that your presence would bring something extraordinary.

You haven't debuted yet, pictures of your past resurfacing and preople trying to find any evidence that you did something (which you didn't) and still, all their eyes were all on you. Every move you made, every mistake, was scrutinized not just by the fans, but by your members—especially Jungwon. The pressure to fit in with them, to match their energy, was like a constant weight pressing down on you, making it harder to breathe.

You couldn’t help but wonder if Jungwon resented you. He had been carrying the weight of being the leader since debut, and now, the company had thrown you into the mix right before the release of such an important album. His leadership was already under immense pressure, and your arrival had just added more to his plate.

“You’re falling behind again,” Jungwon's voice cut through your thoughts, stern and unforgiving. He stepped closer, his eyes scanning your form, taking in your trembling muscles and shaky stance. "If you can't keep up, how do you expect to perform when we debut in Japan?"

His words were like ice, freezing you in place. You wanted to explain, to tell him how hard you were trying, but your throat was tight with unshed frustration. The others were watching, and you hated that you were the center of this uncomfortable attention again.

You swallowed hard, wiping the sweat from your forehead, but kept going. Each move was drilled into you at this point, yet you still fumbled, the exhaustion taking over your body. You tried to push through, only for Jungwon to stop the music abruptly.

“I don’t get it,” he muttered, pacing in front of you, his arms crossed. “How are you still this off? It’s like you’re not even trying.”

Your heart sank. You were trying—more than you’d ever tried before. “I’m doing my best,” you mumbled, barely able to look him in the eye.

“Your best?” He scoffed, his words like a slap in the face. “This isn’t even close. You’re dragging us down. I thought your vocals would at least make up for the dancing, but even those need work. And your stage presence? Nonexistent. You can’t just look good. You need to act the part, too.”

It felt like a punch to the gut. He wasn’t just critiquing your dancing now—he was hitting everything. Your voice, your looks, your confidence. You felt your throat tighten, but no matter how hard you tried to hold it back, the frustration was boiling over. “I’m trying,” you repeated, your voice tight, but Jungwon didn’t seem to care.

“You say you’re trying, but I don’t see it. Do you even care about this?” He gestured wildly, as if you had already given up. “We’re on a tight schedule and you—”

“Stop,” you whispered, your voice cracking as you interrupted him.

He froze, turning toward you. “What did you say?”

“I said stop!” you shot back, louder this time, feeling the lump in your throat rising again. “I can’t—” You wiped your eyes hastily, trying to catch your breath. “I’m trying so hard, Jungwon. Every day. I know I’m not as good as the rest of you, but you don’t have to tear me apart like this. I can’t take it anymore.”

The silence that followed was suffocating. Jungwon stared at you, wide-eyed, as if he hadn’t expected you to push back. You could see the realization dawning on him, but it wasn’t enough to stop the flood of emotions surging within you. You couldn’t hold it back any longer.

“I know I’m not perfect, okay?” Your voice cracked, your hands trembling at your sides. “I know and you can bet your fucking life I know the hell you went through on I-LAND. But I’m trying. You think I don’t hear what people say? About how I don’t belong here? How I’m only here because I’m a girl and because I was added after the survival show?”

Your voice rose as you continued, your anger and hurt spilling over. “And you—you’re just confirming all of it! Every time you criticize me, every time you look at me like I’m not good enough, you’re proving them right. You’re supposed to be my leader, but instead, you make me feel like I don’t even deserve to be here!”

Jungwon opened his mouth as if to speak, but you weren’t finished.

“I know I have to work harder than the rest of you. I know I have to prove myself every single day, and believe me, I’m doing it. But you—” You pointed at him, your chest heaving with the weight of your emotions. “You’re supposed to be my teammate. And all you do is push me down further. Do you even care about how much pressure I’m under?”

He flinched at that, his expression faltering for the first time. “I didn’t realize—”

“No, you didn’t,” you shot back, wiping at your eyes again, trying to keep your voice steady. “You’ve been so busy expecting me to be perfect that you forgot I’m human too.”

Jungwon’s shoulders slumped, his arms dropping to his sides. “I thought I was pushing you to be better,” he said, his voice quieter now. “But I didn’t realize how much I was hurting you.”

You let out a bitter laugh, the anger still simmering. “Hurting me? Jungwon, you broke me. Every time I walk into this studio, I’m terrified I’ll disappoint you again. I’m scared of what you’ll say next. Do you know what that feels like?”

He looked down at the floor, guilt creeping into his features. “I didn’t… I didn’t know it was that bad,” he murmured. “I thought… I thought being hard on you would make you stronger. But I went too far. Way too far.”

"You think?" you said and you had enough, you went to your stuff, packing everything on your small bag and takign your bottle of water in the process.

"What are you doing?" Jungwon said seeing walking straight to the door, you didn't stopped your steps for a moment, still giving him your back.

"I love the members, but I swear that if my own fucking leader can't give me the strenght to keep going and not backlash that it's worst that all the knetz combined, I think it's better tot alk to the CEO about taking me off the team."

Jungwon's breath hitched at your words, his eyes widening in panic as he quickly crossed the room. He grabbed your wrist, halting you just as your hand reached for the door. "Wait!" His voice was urgent, almost desperate, but you didn’t turn around. "Please, just—just stop for a second."

You stayed still, the weight of the moment pressing down on both of you. His grip was gentle, but firm enough to prevent you from leaving. "Let me go, Jungwon," you said quietly, your voice barely above a whisper, but it carried all the exhaustion and hurt you’d been holding in.

"No. Please, don’t go. Don’t leave the group," he pleaded, stepping in front of you now, his eyes searching yours for any sign of forgiveness. "You’re right. I’ve been awful to you. I didn’t see it, but now I do. You have every right to hate me for how I’ve treated you."

The silence stretched between you as you stared at him, unsure whether you could believe his sudden change. His usual authoritative demeanor was gone, replaced with something raw and vulnerable.

"I know you’ve been working hard," he continued, his voice softer now. "And I see how much pressure you're under. I thought pushing you like this would help you rise to the occasion, but... I was wrong. I was being a terrible leader."

You didn’t respond, just watching him carefully, your emotions still too heavy to process his words fully.

"I don’t want you to leave. You belong here. I know I haven’t made you feel that way, but you do." Jungwon’s voice wavered as he spoke, his eyes never leaving yours. "I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry. I’ll make it up to you. Please just give me a chance."

"You're just saying this because you don't want me to tell the media about this." You let out a shaky breath, your frustration and anger still bubbling beneath the surface

"No! You're so wrong about it!" Something in his expression made you pause. It wasn’t just guilt—it was regret, genuine and painful. You could tell he meant it. But could you just forgive him that easily? "I swear to God that I don't know what the hell I was thinking, everybody got in my head because nobody believed in me that I can ahndle a girl in the group. They still even think that I can't lead the rest of the guys because I'm young and "stupid in so many ways". All of it pilled up."

You heard Jungwon’s voice crack, and for the first time, you saw the real weight of his responsibilities. His eyes were glistening with unshed tears, and you couldn’t help but be taken aback. You had always seen him as this strong, almost unyielding figure, but now, his vulnerability was laid bare.

“I didn’t think… I didn’t realize how hard it was for you too,” you admitted softly, your own anger and frustration melting away as you saw the sincerity in his eyes. “I thought you were just being mean because you wanted to push me. I didn’t know you were struggling with all of this.”

Jungwon took a deep breath, trying to steady his emotions. “I’ve been trying to prove everyone wrong,” he confessed, his voice trembling. “They doubted me from the beginning because of my age. They said I wasn’t capable of leading a group like ENHYPEN. And… I guess I took all that pressure and fear and channeled it into being hard on you. I thought if I could push you to be perfect, it would prove that I could handle this, that I could lead effectively.”

He rubbed at his eyes, as if trying to clear the tears before they fell. “But I was wrong. I forgot that it’s not just about pushing people to be their best. It’s about supporting them, too. I thought if I could be tough enough, I’d be a good leader. But instead, I just made things worse.”

You felt a pang of sympathy, realizing how young and inexperienced he was despite his leadership role. You had been focusing so much on how his criticism affected you that you hadn’t considered the immense pressure he was under. “Jungwon… you’re doing your best, too. And I’m sorry if I added to your stress., but what you did to me was hurtful”

Jungwon’s face softened, the tightness around his eyes easing as he listened to you. He took a step closer, his voice earnest and full of regret. “I know what I did was wrong. I shouldn’t have let my own fears and insecurities turn into harsh criticism. I see that now. And I’m really, truly sorry.”

You took a deep breath, the weight of the confrontation starting to lift, though the sting of his previous words still lingered. “I appreciate you saying that, Jungwon. It’s just hard to hear all that negativity when you’re already struggling so much. I want to do well, I really do. But I need support, not just criticism.”

He nodded, his gaze sincere. “I understand. And I want to be that support for you now. I don’t want to be the reason you feel like you don’t belong here. You’re part of this team, and you’re important. I was wrong to make you feel otherwise.”

The air between you felt a bit lighter, though there was still an underlying tension. Jungwon took a step back and rubbed his face, trying to regain his composure. “I know saying sorry doesn’t undo the damage. But I want to make it up to you. Maybe we can start fresh. Let me know what you need from me, and I’ll do my best to provide it.”

You looked at him, weighing his words. It was a lot to process, and while his apology felt genuine, it would take time to rebuild the trust that had been shaken. “Alright,” you said finally, your voice softer but still tinged with caution. “But it’s going to take more than just saying sorry. I need to see changes. I need to feel like you’re actually supporting me, not just pushing me to meet some impossible standard.”

“Of course,” Jungwon agreed immediately, his tone earnest. “I’ll do whatever it takes. I’ll start by being more constructive with my feedback. I want to help you improve, not just criticize you. And if you ever feel like I’m slipping back into old habits, please let me know. I want to be better—for you and for the team.”

You nodded, feeling a small sense of relief. “Thank you, Jungwon. I appreciate that.”

He gave you a small, encouraging smile. “Let’s take this one step at a time. We’ll get through this together, okay?”

“Okay,” you agreed, a faint smile forming on your lips. It wasn’t a complete resolution, but it was a start. And for now, that was enough.

Jungwon let out a deep breath and took a step back, giving you some space. “How about we start with something easier today? Maybe we can work on something you’re more comfortable with first. I want to help build your confidence again.”

You nodded, grateful for the chance to ease back into practice. “Sounds good. Let’s do that.”

Since that november of 2020 until 2024, things changed between you two. True to his word, Jungwon was patient, taking time to guide you through the toughest routines, explaining the nuances of the choreography in ways that made sense. And when your vocals wavered, he didn’t tear you down but offered encouragement, helping you find your confidence again.

The other members noticed the shift too—Jungwon had become protective of you, always watching out for you during practice, checking in with you more often. There was a bond forming between you two, one built on understanding and trust.

As the days turned into weeks, the dynamics in the practice studio began to shift. Jungwon’s newfound approach to leadership was evident. His once harsh criticisms had turned into constructive feedback, and the atmosphere in the studio had lightened considerably.

During one of your practice sessions, Jungwon approached you with a more relaxed demeanor. “Hey, I was thinking,” he started, his tone casual but genuine. “How about we work on that dance you were struggling with earlier? I remember you said it was one of your favorites.”

You looked up from where you were stretching, surprised by the change in his approach. “Really? You want to help me with that one?”

“Yeah,” he said, nodding. “I know you’ve been working hard on it, and I thought it might help to go over it together. Maybe there’s something specific you’re having trouble with, and we can figure it out.”

You smiled, feeling a sense of relief and gratitude. “That would be great. Thanks, Jungwon.”

As you worked through the dance, Jungwon’s guidance was patient and encouraging. He provided tips and corrections, but always with a supportive tone. When you finally nailed a particularly challenging move, he clapped enthusiastically. “That’s it! Great job. You’ve really improved.”

The change in his demeanor was noticeable to everyone in the group. The members began to comment on how much better the atmosphere was during practice. Sunghoon even joked, “Looks like you’ve become Jungwon’s favorite. I’ve never seen him this invested in anyone before.”

Jungwon laughed, rolling his eyes. “Oh, come on. It’s not favoritism. It’s just that she’s been working really hard and deserves the support.”

One evening after practice, the members were hanging out in the common area of the dorm. You were sitting with Jungwon, discussing a new dance routine, when Sunoo walked over with a playful grin. “So, what’s the secret? You’ve been extra nice to our new member. Is there something we should know?”

Jungwon’s face flushed slightly. “It’s nothing like that. I just realized how important it is to support each other. It’s not about being the best or pushing people to their limits. It’s about helping each other grow.”

The members nodded in agreement, their faces reflecting understanding and approval. “Well, we’re glad to see you’re finally taking that approach,” Sunoo said. “It’s made a huge difference.”

You felt a warm glow of appreciation from the members. The tension that had once hung over you like a cloud was now replaced with a sense of camaraderie and support.

In the weeks that followed, you and Jungwon developed a strong friendship. He continued to be a supportive leader, and your bond grew stronger. You shared laughs, inside jokes, and moments of genuine connection. The members noticed the change and couldn’t deny that your improved relationship with Jungwon had brought a positive shift to the group dynamics.

You became close friends who understood each other’s struggles and triumphs. His initial harshness was now a distant memory, replaced by a supportive and encouraging presence that helped you flourish both as an artist and as an individual.

In interviews and behind-the-scenes footage, the chemistry between you and Jungwon was evident. The way he looked at you, cheered you on, and even went out of his way to ensure you were comfortable and confident spoke volumes. The once-critical leader had become one of your biggest supporters, and the bond between you was a testament to the power of understanding, growth, and mutual respect.

And as for Jungwon, he learned that leadership wasn’t just about pushing others to excel—it was about guiding them with empathy and support. The journey had its challenges, but it ultimately forged a strong friendship and a deeper connection within ENHYPEN, making the team not just a group of talented individuals but a true family.

EXTRA!

ENGENE! has uploaded a video: "jungwon's favorite (+ members teasing about it) a wholesome compilation"

HEESEUNG! replying to your en-drama rain scene

I was behind the scene when she recorded that Wow, she's not the little girl we knew But our Jungwon wa so happy His favorite indeed

JAY! speaking about his en-log

ENGENE! Today's vlog features Jungwon and Y/N We will buy last school supllies for them Our leader so caring

NI-KI!

OP: Ni-Ki!, how does it feels to be the most beloved youngest in Enhypen? Ni-Ki: I don't know, ask Y/N

[SUNGHOON'S LIVE]

Sunghoon was sprawled out on his bed, lazily scrolling through the endless stream of comments as his live reached the twenty-minute mark. The glow from his phone screen cast soft shadows on his face, his smile easy and relaxed. This had become routine for him—answering questions, laughing at inside jokes, and throwing out casual responses to the flood of hearts and emojis that filled the chat.

Everything was smooth, just another night hanging out with his fans, until one particular comment caught his eye.

"In two days, it’s Y/N’s birthday," it read, almost buried under waves of excitement from his followers.

He smirked, leaning in closer, his voice dropping just a bit. "Yeah... it is," he said, his tone teasing but affectionate, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "Actually, Jungwon's planning a surprise party right after the live stream—"

He paused, eyes darting back to the flood of comments. His smirk faltered. Wait. His mind spun as he watched the chat explode into shock and confusion. Oh no.

"Wait—what did I just...?" He stared wide-eyed at his phone, realization hitting like a freight train.

And just like that, the door to his room swung open with a bang. There you were, breathless, your face with a face mask one without hidding your happy face. “Sunghoon! What did you just say?!"

He froze, cheeks flushing crimson as the full weight of his mistake settled in. He had ruined the surprise.

[SUNOO'S IS LIVE]

Sunoo sat cross-legged in his room, the soft golden glow of fairy lights behind him adding to the cozy aesthetic of his live. His signature bright smile lit up the screen as he skimmed through the comments, casually chatting with fans. It was a typical Sunoo moment—full of laughter, a little teasing, and that effortless charm.

He paused, squinting slightly at a comment that caught his attention. His expression softened, a fond smile creeping onto his lips.

“‘Who's the best at taking care of everyone?’” Sunoo read aloud, repeating the question from the chat. His head tilted, as if he was thinking, but really, he already knew the answer. "Oh, that’s easy."

He glanced up at the screen, eyes twinkling. “It’s Jungwon, no question. He’s always making sure we’re okay, but mostly—” Sunoo stopped and grinned wider, that teasing glint appearing in his eyes. “Mostly Y/N. It’s kind of cute how much he fusses over them.”

The chat exploded with excitement, heart emojis and playful reactions flooding in.

“I mean, you guys don’t even know,” Sunoo continued, a little laugh slipping out. “He’s always asking if Y/N’s eaten, making sure they have a jacket when it’s cold, even if he doesn’t have one for himself.” His voice softened, genuine warmth lacing his words. “He just really cares, you know?”

Sunoo’s smile turned into a full-on smirk as he leaned in closer to the screen, whispering like it was a secret between him and his viewers. “Honestly, sometimes I think he forgets about the rest of us when Y/N’s around. It’s adorable, though, you should see it.”

The chat filled with comments about Jungwon and Y/N, and Sunoo laughed, clapping his hands together. “But really, we’re all super lucky to have him. Y/N especially.”

[ENHYPEN'S SEND-OFF]

The energy outside the concert venue was electric, buzzing with post-show adrenaline as fans lined up for their brief but cherished moments with Enhypen during the send-off. Jake was at the front of the line, his eyes warm and his smile easy as he signed photocards, making small talk with each fan who came up.

As the next fan approached, clutching a photocard, Jake’s eyes crinkled in a smile. “Hey! Did you enjoy the show?” he asked, his voice still slightly hoarse from the performance but full of energy.

The fan nodded quickly, eyes wide with excitement, and then in a rush, asked, “Can we do a fast Q&A while you sign?”

Jake chuckled, leaning in closer to make sure he could hear. “Alright, rapid-fire. Let’s go!”

“Favorite song to perform live?”

Jake didn’t hesitate. “'Criminal Love,' for sure. The energy’s insane every time.”

The fan grinned, throwing out the next question. “Who’s the funniest member?”

“Sunghoon,” Jake replied instantly, laughing at the thought. “His jokes are underrated.”

The fan’s excitement grew, and the next question came even faster. “Who takes the longest to get ready?”

Jake pretended to think hard. “Hmm, probably Sunoo. He likes everything to be perfect.”

They both laughed, and as Jake finished signing the photocard, the fan asked the final question: “Last one! Who would sacrifice their life for another member?”

Jake froze for just a second, the question taking him off guard, but his smile returned quickly. His gaze softened as he thought about it, then he gave a small, knowing smirk. “Jungwon,” he said, his tone more serious but full of pride. “He’d sacrifice himself for all of us… especially for Y/N.”

The fan blinked, processing his words, and Jake’s smirk turned into a soft laugh, his eyes glinting mischievously. “Yeah,” he added, handing back the signed photocard. “Jungwon’s that kind of leader.”

The fan’s eyes widened, and as they stepped away, the buzz from Jake’s answer lingered in the air, fueling the excitement of the send-off as the line moved forward.

[ENHYPEN'S FANSIGN]

Jungwon’s smile remained warm and genuine as he greeted each fan. When the next fan stepped up, holding out their album for him to sign, they hesitated for just a moment before speaking.

“Jungwon, can I ask you something?” they asked, their voice a mix of nerves and excitement.

Jungwon looked up from signing, his expression soft and encouraging. “Of course! What’s up?”

The fan bit their lip, clearly a little shy, but finally asked, “Is it true that Y/N is your favorite? I mean... people always say you take care of her more than the others.”

Jungwon paused for a moment, his smile deepening into something more thoughtful. He glanced down at the album, chuckling softly. “Yeah, I hear that a lot,” he admitted, his voice light but sincere.

He looked up, meeting the fan’s eyes, and the warmth in his gaze was undeniable. “But honestly? Y/N is like the younger sister I never had,” he said softly, his tone full of affection. “I mean, I care about all the members, but with Y/N... I just feel this responsibility, you know?”

The fan nodded, hanging on his every word as Jungwon continued. “She’s always working so hard, but sometimes I feel like she doesn’t take care of herself as much as she should. So, I just—" He paused, his smile turning a bit sheepish. "I try to look out for her in ways that maybe she doesn’t even realize.”

The fan’s eyes softened, touched by his words, and Jungwon’s expression brightened a little more as he added, “It’s not about favoritism. It’s more like... wanting to make sure she’s okay, like any big brother would. I’d do the same for anyone I cared about, but with her, it’s different. She’s family, I hope ENGENE is not jelaous about her.”

He handed back the signed album, a warm smile still on his face. “I guess I’m just protective, but in the best way. I’m really lucky to have her around.”

The fan smiled back, touched by the sincerity in his voice. As they stepped away, they couldn’t help but feel the pure, wholesome bond that Jungwon shared with you—a kind of sibling-like love that went beyond just friendship.

↷ 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚢'𝚜 note: I've been waiting for a person to actually do an female 8th memeber request because I've wanted to try it for so long, ty anon and hope this is what you wanted <3 🦋

── ⋆⋅☆Jungwon when you poke his dimple 𖹭𖹭

pairings !! : jungwon x fem !! readers

Genre ~ ( ⋆˚☆˖° fluff ,,,sfw ಇ. ).. wc : 1.8k

𝓡𝓮𝓪 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓼 : i don't know if this good or not but i hope you will enjoy it andd , maybe some grammatical error ( ꒦ິ ཀ ꒦ິ ) ( btw this is my first reaction i make i hope you will like it !! )

He blushes and looks away, unable to maintain eye contact with you, completely flustered.

He stammers and stutters, his face flushed red, as he questions, "Wh-why did you do that? I-i...I..." He struggles to get the words out, clearly flustered by your action.

She gazes at him, her curiosity piqued as she takes note of his dimples. Her thoughts whisper to herself, "He has such cute dimples," a small smile spreading across her face as she secretly admires him.

As your words echoed in his mind, his cheeks turned a deep shade of red, resembling a ripe tomato. He felt a heat creeping up his neck and spreading across his face, unable to hide his embarrassment.

He clams up, feeling uncomfortable about the topic. Hoping to change the subject.

When they approached the shop, Jungwon told you, "Let's go inside!" as he gestured toward the entrance.

Jungwon's mind drifts back to the incident, still fixated on the memory. He thinks to himself, "If she keeps doing that, I'll die," feeling overwhelmed by the intensity of his feelings.

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When you buy them an expensive gift - Enhypen [OT7}

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol (Heeseung), mild use of language, other than that... None! <3 Summary: You're their bestie so you spoil them for their birthdays

(I'm so sorry in advance for the number of times the style changes, it's honestly so....)

Heeseung:

- "OH MY FUCKING-"

- has no idea how to react at first

- his eyes would pop out of his head as he scans over the price tag

- "what? is there something wrong? IS IT EXPIRED?!!"

- he pauses to give you this sort of "did you really just ask that?" sort of look

- you take a glance at the bottle and realize you forgot to remove the price *mental facepalm*

- he reads over the description on the back of the extremely pricey bottle (you know how they're like "made with the finest grapes in the valley and aged to perfection" yeah that)

- "um wow, you know you didn't have to spend this much right?"

- "like literally any... and I mean ANY bottle of wine would do!"

- "fine you ungrateful bitch, I'll just take it back"

- LMFAO, the way he would snatch the bottle back from you

- "NO! What I meant to say was: Thank you! I really appreciate it! the best gift ever!"

- definitely oversells it because at first, you think it's genuine but you realize it's just to keep you from getting mad or taking his happy drink away (ToT)

- pours you a glass but you aren't sure if it's as a thank you/ apology

Jay

- let's be honest we all know jay is the wealthiest in en- so expensive gifts really aren't new to him

- "damn, I guess it does help to have rich friends"

- you aren't sure if it was a compliment or a hint at being used :(

- he sees your smile falter and just like that BOOM he's apologizing like there's no freaking tomorrow

- "WAIT?! no that's not what I meant. I really love this gift. I meant to say that I really love and appreciate the fact that I have friends who truly know me and what I like. You know how many other people bought me the same cringe ass mug with "I love waking up to the smell of MONEY in the morning" written on it? wtf is that even supposed to mean?!"

- you chuckled as you listened to his rampage

- you see his eyes glimmer and fill with joy as he reads the card gives the present another look before putting it down and smiling at you

- "Thank you again, I really love it and thanks for being my friend I don't know many people who stick around other than for free handouts but I really appreciate you." he says to you with a cheery, heartfelt smile

- "You're welcome Jeongseong and happy birthday..." you say softly as you reach over to hug him

- "wanna find a nearby cafe and make these hella fancy friendship bracelets?"

- "Dude this is literally YOUR birthday party, you can't just leave!"

- "Watch me!" he chuckles, dashing out the bedroom door, down the stairs, through the crowd of people and out the front door.

- "WAIT UP!!!"

Jake

S- I feel like jake is a simple guy who would literally be grateful even if you just got him a happy birthday card :(((

- with this info in mind you took it as an opportunity to really go all out... well maybe not all out but enough to make jake ecstatic

- and what better way to do that than to pamper the love of his life

- LAYLA!!!!!

- since the weather starts getting chillier around the time of his birthday, you decide to book them an appointment at one of your parents' clients spa.

- Knowing you, you spared no expense and demanded (with the help of some loose hundreds) they be treated as VIPs during their time there

- "Thank you for this y/n, I really appreciate this!" Jake whispers over to you with a smile brightly plastered over his face

- "Hey, no problem. that's what friends are for" you whisper back as you were waiting in the lobby of the spa with him.

- his smile quietly faded but you were quick to notice

- "what's wrong?"

- "No it's nothing. It's really stupid anyways..."

- "Jake?!"

- He sighs in defeat "I wish I could take Layla with me but I don't think they allow-"

- His words were cut off by the sound of you clapping your hands twice and within seconds a lady was running to your attention.

- "You called, mx?"

- "Yes, Mr Shim would like to get a shared service with his companion please."

- "Right away, MX."

- Jakes jaw was on the ground at how fast that interaction happened and how simply it happened at that

- "You really didn't have to do that," a slightly embarrassed blush creeping on his face

- "won't it be a lot of work for her to change the service info and everything?"

- "Jake it's her job and it's not like I was rude or anything and besides I'm paying her extra so..."

- A partially relieved yet still nervous breath escaped his lips.

- "Mr and Ms Sim?" two masseuses appeared next to Jake's seat, which caught him off guard as he jumped a bit at the mention of his name

- "Right this way, please." The one said as the other gently led Layla through to the room

- "Have fun, you two!"

- "We will!" Jake exclaimed turning back with one last smile

Sunghoon:

- "No way. No Way. NO FUCKING WAY"

- "Yes way, Yes Way, YES FUCKING WAY"

- you're sitting next to him on the kitchen island

- you got him new skates and blades

- "Do you know these are like, every amateur skater's dream blades?! These are worn by fucking Olympic gold medalist skaters"

- giggling at how in awe he was of his gift

- "hold the fuck up, you don't know ANYTHING about skating. Where on God's green earth did you get John Wilson Blades?!! AND THEY'RE HELLA EXPENSIVE..."

- he goes into a state of absolute panic

- "Did you rob a bank?"

- "Did you blackmail your grandparents?"

- "Should I be calling the cops or hiding from them?"

- "There's no way in hell, I'm going to jail for your crimes on my birthday. That's beyond fucked up."

- you rolled your eyes while listening to his commentary on how you could possibly afford them

- Over the moon

- Doesn't stop hugging you

- you have to tap his shoulder pretty hard for him to let go as you were struggling to breathe

- "Oh," he exclaimed, embarrassment making itself known through his tone

- "Sorry about that..." he says scratching the back of his head

- *coughs* "no really it's-" *coughs* "- fine."

- he winces at each cough

- "Are you ok? Do you want some water?'

- "No, I'm fine. I promise."

- 5 minutes after your little choking episode, he offers you a free lesson on the ice as an apology

- "Okay, to move you need to direct your legs like this. Left. Right. Then left and right." (chile- I thought of 17)

- "That's it. You're doing great!" smiling widely

- for a few seconds you feel confident but as your confidence levels rise, your stability levels drop and you fall to the cold ground.

- Sunghoon can't help but laugh at you

- "Here." he stretches out his arm but you're quick to swat it away

- "You just laughed at me and now you wanna help? You're such a pain."

- He leans back as he dies of laughter from just thinking about your fall.

- "You're lucky it's your birthday, otherwise I would have beat the crap outta you..."

Sunoo

- you and your bestie Sunoo have been dreaming of driving matching vehicles since forever. With that, truly speaking, being last month.

- So you both decided on a drunken (-dazed) whim that you'd start studying towards getting your drivers licence.

- Didn't go too well on your end, after all, it's not your fault your vision is anything but 20/20.

- But in all fairness, you couldn't help but be happy for your friend when he aced his test and walked out with a freshly laminated card with his credentials in a block like font.

- "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! YOU GOT IT! I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU!" you screamed at the top of your lungs

- "OMG OMG OMG THIS IS REALLY HAPPENING. OK WOW!"

- "Wait does this mean I can't ask Jake for rides anymore? I was kinda getting used to having a chauffeur..." Sunoo pouted at the thought

- "Whine all you want but maybe me failing isn't such a bad thing. Now I have you to drive me around."

- the look on his face when you say this. He legit has "And I remember thinking... I'm about to beat this bitch up." written all over his face

- his icy glare makes you regret your statement in an instant.

- "I was just messing with you noo..." you tease

- "Ewww don't call me that. I'm not like, 5 or whatever." He laughs his ass off at the nickname

- The week after getting his driver's licence was Sunoo's birthday and what kind of best friend would you be if you didn't take it into your own hands to throw him the best party of his life?

- REDS, PURPLE AND BLUES the LEDs flashed those three colours

- BALLOONS AND PARTY STREAMERS GALORE

- MUSIC BLASTING THROUGH THE SPEAKERS SO LOUDLY THE WINDOWS WERE SHAKING

- You got really lucky that your mom allowed you to host a party at your house

- You'd gone all out and hadn't cut corners for a single thing.

- Well done y/n, you've outdone yourself on this one. *pats self on shoulder*

- "Thank you for this party. It's really amazing. I must say that you've done better than I ever could." Sunoo states eyes still roaming around the room to truly admire the decorations and the beautiful star decor hanging from the extremely high ceiling.

- he really thought that was it? chile-

- "I have one more thing, come on." you grab his hand and run through the ton of people dancing the night away

- "Oh My AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Sunoo squeals have a few of the guests turning heads to see what the commotion was about

- "Surprise!" you say, your jazzy hands revealing the beautiful, Midnight Blue coloured car to your best friend.

- claps heard from all around the rooms (Is it a rich people thing to clap for expensive gifts? I don't know...)

_ "I hope you like it. I picked out that model you had your eye on when we were looking through the catalogue so I-" you were cut off with Sunoo hugging the hell out of you

- you can see tears forming that's when you know you've done well.

- "Can I have the keys please?" he asks unable to keep still

- "With pleasure, my good sir." you bow to him like he's some sort of king.

- "Oh my god! It has a sunroof and black rims??!!, I'm gonna die!" he squeals

- as you lean against the car door, you smile to yourself seeing how happy he is... that happiness is very short-lived

- 'Eww Y/N! GET YOUR GRUBBY SELF OFF MY CAR!"

- you know this emoji -> 😦... yeah that's your face rn

- "bitch I'll take this back faster than you can say supercalifragilisticexpialidocious"

Jungwon

- Jungwon and you had been friends since before you could count

- No, seriously. You both met when you were in preschool. You literally learnt how to count together

- Sure there was sometimes bickering between the two of you over who could spell the longest words or run the fastest but it was all healthy competition

- you two were inseparable

- so you could imagine the pain he must've felt when you told him you were moving countries for better business opportunities for your parents

- when you told him, it was storming outside. you could barely hear each other despite being indoors, with all the doors and windows shut

- "My parents said we'll move back in 4 years." you stated sadly, trying to cheer him up after you broke the news to him

- "That's so far from now. what if you forget about me?!" he shouted, competing with the loud thunder outside. You saw tears fall from his eyes as he looked out the window you both were seated by. Your heart dropped to see how much this hurt him and as if on queue, a lighting bolt stuck outside as you too, started to cry.

- a friendship of 13 long years but when it comes to the test of time how would that measure up to the 3 years you'd be without each other

- he had seen in the movies how it goes down. when people had ay sort of relationship long-distance and it didn't end well

- but not all hope was lost and you both were lucky enough to still have similar school schedules + your time wasn't much of an issue as you weren't in a different timezone

- you both got pretty lonely but it was a good opportunity for either of you to get out of your comfort zone to make more friends and it didn't help that you were both introverts

- You especially struggled the most with the language and culture shock you were greeted with during your first few months there

- your friendship with Jung-won to each of your surprises was perfectly fine

- on weekends you would video call each other and talk about all sorts of things

- "Riki was literally dragging Sunoo around the floor in the hall." he was telling you a story from earlier in the week with his new-made friends

- "Luckily the teachers weren't there so we didn't get scolded but Sunghoon, being the goody-two-shoes Prefect he was, snitched. So we ended up having to stay after school for detention."

- You both died laughing with a snort even escaping on your end of the call

- "That sounds hilarious, wish I was there. Things don't get as interesting but I guess because these private schools are all so Prim and Proper, IT'S AS IF IT'S A CRIME TO HAVE FUN!" you exclaim

- "sounds like hell" he snickered

- "yeah... but on a lighter note. It's a special somebody's birthday in two days!" clapping your hands happily. "Yeah, I forgot about that. Birthdays haven't really been much of a big deal since you left," he chuckled, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly

-the was a silent pause before he dared to speak, "Remember how we use to have shared birthday parties?!" his eyes instantly light up as he recalls those memories

- "It was so much fun like when we had a neverland theme party and you were Peter Pan and I was Captain Hook?"

- "Yeah, you wouldn't let me be Captain Hook so I had to be the next best thing..." he said rolling his eyes at you playfully

- "I have an early gift for you though and it should be arriving, right about.... now."

- The second you finish your sentence he hears the doorbell ring

- his neck turns towards his room door instantly

- "What the hell are you up to y/n?" he giggles

- "Just go answer the door. CHECK THE PEEPHOLE FIRST THOUGH!" you hope he heard the last part as he was already running through the door by the time you said that.

- a few minutes pass by and he returns with a box in hand

- "Happy Early Birthday!"

- "Wait should I open these now or on my actual birthday?" he asked in a tone that failed to hide how desperate he was for you to give him permission to open the gifts there and then.

- "I say wait. It'll totally be worth it." you tease him

- Two days pass and the first thing Jungwon does when he wakes up is read the birthday card from you

- "happy birthday JW, love you lots and see you really soon. ;)"

- the wink confused him but also wondered what you could mean by "soon"

- he genuinely would be so lost in overthinking even while his parents sing him happy birthday, he's half distant still thinking of all the possible explanations for 'soon ;)"

- *DING DONG BITCH*

- guess who's at the door? yeah it's you

- TEARS LEFT RIGHT AND CENTER

- after your little reunion moment he brings the box from his room and he opens it faster than you can blink

- this boy is screaming like he just saw a roach or something

- "OH MY GOSH SUPER MARIO BUNDLE COLLECTORS EDITION??!!!!!" (I'm so sorry to people who actually play Super Mario games, I'm not a gamer but pretend this gift is a huge deal)

- "Thank you y/n and welcome home!" he squeals while hugging you tightly

Ni-ki:

- when it comes to young boys you don't have to go the extra mile for them.

- literally, everything amazes them

- but this boy was special to you so you had to go the extra mile... at least what would be considered the extra mile in boy universe

- shopping sprees aren't ideal for everybody but you can find common ground if it's for food

- your grandma runs a convenience store with more snacks than you can name

- sometimes you wonder if your grandma even remembers who her real grandchild is whenever you visit the store with Riki

- "If it isn't my favourite non-biological grandchild with one of my grandchildren"

- "geez, you even got the favourite adjective and I just got a grandchild..."

- "don't be jealous your gran loves me just as much as she loves you."

- "No fighting you two. Riki, come along. I need help reordering the snacks. Kids these days think they can just mess up the order of and that they'll just magically get rearranged?!" she angrily mumbled to herself

- "but it's my birthday" he whined

- "If you help me, I'll add on to the birthday money I was going to give you"

- "OK LET'S GET STARTED!"

- "You're a good child Riki"

- he hummed happily in response

- while your grandma was distracting Riki, you got behind the counter and pulled out a small box you asked your grandma to take care of for you.

- it was a box of assorted snacks from Japan, there weren't many available in your region.

- Not even your grandma had these.

- You had saved up money to order these and your gran helped pay for shipping, which came up to quite a hefty price

- but it was worth it when you saw the massive smile on your friends face

- "Happy Birthday and here," you said handing the snack filled box with bright wrapping to him

- "I know how much you missed Japan so I thought to get you some of these. I always hear you talk about snacks back home and-"

- your words were cut short as he wrapped you in a tight embrace

- "Thank you." you could tell he was crying because his voice sounded choked up

- "You're welcome Riki." you said gently squeezing his hand to assure him that it was no trouble at all