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warning: yandere theme, mention of death, mention of suicide

Heeseung:

You and Heeseung were a couple for over a year now, he was your high school sweetheart, the love of your life!

Yet he still wanted to leave you!? After all this time? The pain you felt because of him was unbelievable, but you still love him, so obviously you won’t let him go that easily

You CAN'T let him go, if you do then you will be left alone in this cruel world, without him you have no reason to be still alive

He is the reason why you're still breathing, why you’re still eating, and why you’re still existing

“Please Heeseung, don’t do this to me! I love you! Why did you stop loving me! What did i do!?” You cried out on your knees before your boyfriend, you know how pathetic you must look, but hey! This way you can show him how much he means for you, how much you are willing to do for him

"Y/N stop please… get up" he said, looking down at you with a pity in his eyes, he’s starting to feel bad

"You don’t understand how much you mean to me! You’re my only reason to live! If you leave me, then i will kill myself, cause i can’t just move on from you!! You want me to die?!" your cries got louder, tears spilling from your red eyes like a fountain

Your words + the way you look right now made Heeseung feel extremely guilty, you broke him, just like you wanted to :))

He crouched and hugged you tightly, one of his hands on your waist, the other stroking your head to calm you down from you histeria

"Please forgive me baby! I love you…. I wont leave you" he whispered and you nodded, hugging him back as tight at he does, but you knew, deep down, that his words are straight up lies, he’s still gonna meet that slut behind your back

So, if you want to be 100% sure about his loyalty, you have to get rid of the main problem….

You have to kill that bitch, who tried to take Heeseung away from you, she’s not worth living anyway, and when she’ll finally disappear, everything will go back to the way it was before she ruined it

I mean, every action has consequences, she worked for what will happen to her, and you’ll make sure that she’ll understand that

Jongseong:

Is it normal that best friends are jealous about other people? Or is it normal that best friends want to kill for each other?

The answer is simple: T O T A L L Y !!! After all, that’s just different way of showing the other one you care for them

Jongseong was your best friend since kindergarten, he was the first kid who talked to you, he was your super hero when a boy pushed you of the swing in the 1st grade, he was there for you after your first break up (that night you realized that he would be 100 times better boyfriend for you)

And then, he wanted someone else? He wanted a girlfriend? You are his girlfriend , maybe not the one he meant but you have no problem in becoming one if he wants! Can’t he understand that he only needs you? You know him like your own hand, no one can replace you! It’s so simple yet he can’t see that

That night, when he came to your house, crying about his crush dying in a car accident, you obviously comforted him the best you can, you were there for him, just like he was there for you every time you needed him the most

But you just coudn't stop the smile on your face to appear when you hugged him…

You did it! She wasn’t a threat anymore! Now your Jongseong can be REALLY yours, only yours

Jaeyun:

He is YOUR boyfriend and you are HIS girlfriend, your were loyal to him, and he sweared that he’s loyal to you too, but then he’s still looking at other girl, greeting then when you go for a walk with layla, even texting some of them, it doesn’t matter if it’s only for study purposes

Men are just liars, you shouldn’t believe him when he confessed his true love for you, when he told you, you have no reason to be jealous

"Do you even love me? You’re probably seeing someone else without me knowing, huh? How could I be so stupid and believe you!" you yelled at him with anger visible in your face

"Baby, stop those nonsense! I love you, you know I do! I swear to god!" he reached for your hand, but you knew better that that what he’s trying to do, he thinks one touch and you will be on your knees for him, but you’re not that dumb

"Liar!! Who is it?! I bet it’s that Jennifer girl! Am I wrong?!" suddenly your voice changed dramatically, from female rage to hysteric cries “Why are you like this Jake? Am I not enough? I’m trying my best!” you cried in your hands, your knees getting weaker and you just felt like passing out

"I'm sorry Y/N! Please don't cry! I won’t look at any other girl ever again if it means you’re not going to cry because of me ever again!" He hugged you to his chest, kissing he the top of your head, and caressing your back

You smiled, cause let’s be honest, you’re not the stupid one in this relationship

Sunghoon:

Perfection.

This word can describe Park Sunghoon and his ice skating perfectly, his style and skills are just amazing, everyone knew that

You- as his skating partner- have to be as perfect as he is, if you’re not, your imperfections can ruin his image, and that’s something unacceptable

You were sure that you weren’t enough for him, but someone else was, the only problem being her looks- she just didn’t much him visually, but you did

That’s why your coach told you that Sunghoon will be paired up with her till you improve, you felt like shit after hearing this but you just nodded, it’s not like there’s anything else you could’ve done

That week you practiced super hard, motivated by the sight of Sunghoon with this stealer, your exhaustion was pretty visible, but you didn’t care, not when your partner is holding her hand instead of yours, not when his hands are on her waist, lifting her in the air

You have to get your position back, no. matter. what.

The jealousy was eating you for the inside, and you knew that you can’t live like this any longer

I were thinking about the plan to be Sunghoon’s pair again, and then, like a gift from universe, the opportunity came to you by itself: she was walking down the stairs to the skating ring, no one around to caught you, no cameras, just a perfect chance you couldn’t loose

You weren’t thinking straight, it’s like something had clouded your mind

You pushed her with all your strength, the push was fully personal, all your jealousy and rage was putted in it

She fell, and you watched as her body rolled down the stairs, then you watch her unconscious body- she was alive, but she won’t know who did this to her, you were supposed to be home at this hour so you’re out of the suspect’s list

The next day, as you expected, your coach told you and Sunghoon that she broke her leg, and you will be paired up together again, a smile made it’s way to your face, the coach even praised you, telling you, you’ve improved enough to be Sunghoon’s partner again either way

“I missed you, I couldn’t wait for you to be my pair again! She wasn’t as pretty as you, you know” Sunghoon said, as soon as the coach disappeared from your sight

Your smile became bigger, not only because Sunghoon said he missed you and called you pretty, but also because pushing this idiot down those stairs was worth it

Jungwon:

Your brother started attempting taekwondo classes after school, which you didn’t really care about, till he called you one monday afternoon, and asked you if you could come by and drop him his lunch that he forgot

You were about to tell him to piss off and buy something near, or to not waste your time, but then you thought it over- he would probably snitch on you to your parents- so you agreed

You stepped into the practice room, and the second you layed your eyes on the circle your brother was sitting in, your heart started to beat faster

Right next to your sibling, was the most breathtaking and cute guy you have ever seen, it was a love from the first sight

When he looked at you, a blush appeared on your cheeks and you looked away, hurriedly giving your brother his food and making your way out of the room

from that day, you started to bring lunch for your brother every monday, sometimes even staying longer to watch Jungwon their practice

After quite some time of crushing on Jungwon, you decided to tell him about your feelings- the worst thing he can do is reject you, but he won’t do that, right?

“I’m really sorry Y/N, I like you and I think you’re awesome, but I’m not looking for any relationship now” He shrugged, with an apologetic smile on his face

You froze, blinking was the only think you’re body could do in that moment, your brain stoped working

You couldn't understand that, it’s clear that universe wants you two together, that monday when you saw him for the first time, it’s was destiny who told her to go! Can’t he see that?!

He’s just lying to himself! He must feel the same way! Was he leading you on this whole time?! It’s not possible, he’s not like that!

"Oh… okay" you said with a blank expression

He’s probably playing hard to get, he wants to know how much would you do for him, how long can you wait for his love, but you’re patient, you will be together at the end, you’ll make sure he will understand that you’re made for each other

Sunoo:

You were just shy,quiet worker in small café

It was August 2nd, 5 pm., really warm, summer day- the day you met your soulmate, your lover, your obsession

He ordered ttaebokki with coke zero- kinda weird combination but you didn’t care, all that mattered is that he smiled at you and even said you have nice hair, he was obviously flirting with you, even someone blind would notice

You hated him for how flustered he made you feel by this simple interaction, and you hated yourself even more for not flirting back

Since that day, you’re like his shadow, you even befriended some of his friends so now you’re kinda in a same friend group

Only recently you have confessed you love for him in a letter, where you have confessed everything you fell for in him

When he called the cops and told them he has a stalker, you were a little confused, you didn’t see anyone around him who would possibly stalk him, but you promised yourself that you will find this motherfucker and made them regret scaring you lover

Riki:

In Riki's eyes, you're just his nice desk mate, but in your eyes he’s your whole world, and every time he asked you to borrow a pen or a pencil, you knew that he’s doing that only to get your attention- you found it really cute

every glance he send you made you warm inside, he really is in love with you

You were so in love with him that you didn’t care When he told his hyungs that you're a little weird, what you cared about was the fact that he talked about you to them! It’s not important what he had told them! Maybe he even talks about you to his family!!? That would be like a dream!

Your final push to confess to him was when he complained your outfit: “You look great today” he said and smiled, he has to like you back

What’s confused you is his reaction when you told him you’re meant to be, because if he likes you back, why would he tell you to stay away from him and run away? I guess you just have to give him some time! :))

"Morning, how can I help you?"

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⋆ INSOUSIANCE · ksn

synopsis · four times you choose him, one time you didn't. ( 5k )

genre · hs au

warnings · angst, unrequited love

note · hahaha we love reposting!

when you chose sunoo as your project partner in middle school, his world flipped over. no, you weren’t someone with bad grades, and neither was he. middle school sunoo, if anything, didn’t expect you to pick him, out of all the remaining thirty-four students in the class. and when he asked you about it later that day, your response was rather astounding. 

“i want to get to know you.” that’s what you had said to him in front of his house before proceeding on the way back yours. your worlds left him dazed for days. he wondered if you meant it— of course, because usually, people don’t really want him as their project partners, for he’s too ‘child-like.’ sunoo simply couldn’t bring himself to believe your words. ‘i want to get to know you,’— okay, you can. he doesn’t mind. in fact, he’d love to be friends with you, but choosing him as your project partner was what surprised him the most.

“why do did you choose me?” he asked again, on the day before submission, and you shot him a didn’t-we-go-through-this look. “i mean, people usually don’t—” 

“because you’re annoying.” you blurted out, catching him with surprise yet again; and you went on about how he’s so loud— which made him frown a bit as a chuckle rolled off your lips— but, he’s loud in a good way; in a way where a single smile from his lightens up the room. you tell him about how you admire him for his positivity, and sunoo opens up to you about his antics when he’s sad, which you thought was an exaggeration until you actually found him under the blues outside the choir room three days later. 

days transitioned into weeks and weeks into months, sunoo found himself spending every minute by your side. he had never met someone like you before. you didn’t tell him to shut up whenever he got loud, but instead, you’d scream with him in the middle of the streets, laughing obnoxiously in convenience stores, hoarding candies to spend your nights watching concert recordings on youtube and fuel his obsession. you’d spent hours listening to his story about the one artist that he listened to as a kid and how he grew an interest for music. you indulged yourself into conversations you knew nothing about. you talked about his interests as if they were your own, sunoo never had someone like you. 

the second time you chose sunoo was at a middle school graduation party, when your friends forced you to bring someone along and the first name to cross your mind was his’. you spent three days wondering how to ask him— it’s not a date. you’re not my date. we’re going there because my friends forced me. sunoo, are you listening? this is not a date, don’t get me wrong— that was the most nervous he had seen you in seven months. he had a blast, watching you struggle with words for thirty-minutes; and you occasionally slapped his arms for laughing but he simply couldn’t stop, especially with the adorable pout resting on your face. 

you thought asking him to be your plus one would ruin things, for one’s plus one is supposed to be their date, and sunoo was simply your best friend. you considered cancelling your plans until the last moment, worried that something unfortunate would happen, but sunoo didn’t seem to care. on the noon of the day before the party, you found him standing at your doorstep, asking your mom if you could help him pick an outfit for the graduation party. it was late, almost eight in the evening, and sunoo said something along the lines of, ‘i promise to walk her back home by nine-thirty,’ before your parents finally gave in, letting you spend time with him. 

that night, all your worries and baseless concerns flew away with the autumn winds. you and sunoo did everything except picking an outfit for him. the moment you stepped into the sunoo household, his sisters stole you from him for fifteen minutes sharp, wanting to see the girl their brother has been talking about restlessly; and if sunoo hadn’t barged into their room, dragging you away, they wouldn’t have let you talk to him that evening. ( he also got hit with a pillow on his face for storming into the room but that’s for another day. )

the goal was to pick an outfit for him, but as soon as you entered his room, your mind remembered everything, but the reason why you were at his house in the first place. you spent the next few minutes fawning upon his photo cards and album collection, talking about all the concept posters in his room while enjoying the snacks his mother offered along the visit. sunoo showed you his stamp and hello kitty sticker collections before you both got down to watch the repeat telecast of your favourite show together. 

you reached home that day, around ten. sunoo came to drop you, of course, and your parents literally had to stop him from kneeling and apologising because he thought they wouldn’t let the two of you meet again. it was a sight to see as he blabbered about how he was so scared when his mother reminded him that it’s ten pm and he needs to go to bed in twenty minutes. you sneaked into your living room at two in the night to talk to him over telephone, as the two of you had planned before, and didn’t get a single ounce of sleep that night. 

long story short— you didn’t attend the party, and neither did sunoo. you both were found passed out in the living rooms of your respective homes, finally going to bed at around seven in the morning, only to sleep until three in the noon. your blood ran cold when you woke up, realising that you overslept. afraid that sunoo must be waiting, you ran to the celebration venue, only to see the texts he sent you about oversleeping and forgetting about the party. the two of you surely did miss the graduation party, but spent the whole day together, visiting almost every arcade store just to kill time. 

the third time you chose sunoo was in highschool, as your seatmate. he didn’t see you for months after that day at the arcades. you caught a really bad fever, one that had you admitted in the hospital for two weeks after it turned out to be anaemia. when you were in the hospital, sunoo was busy writing finals and highschool entrances, and by the time exam season was over for most of the students in the country, you were busy giving the tests you missed because of your illness.  

sunoo never thought you’d attend cheongshim international academy with him. you had always talked about attending highschool overseas, or perhaps anywhere, but not a boarding school. elite academies weren’t the best choice for you, as informed to your parents by your homeroom teacher, because you don’t work well under pressure. you even talked about dropping schooling and pursuing something else, something that you liked to do instead of studying things out of obligation. sunoo was convinced that he would possibly never see you again, until you showed up on the first day of highschool as his classmate, catching him by surprise just the way you did for the very first time in middle school. 

“what? don’t tell me you forgot me already.” you scoffed, and sunoo didn’t leave your side that day, not even for a brief second. he stuck to you, saying he would take you around the school and help you get familiarised, as if it wasn’t the first day of his school. you both were almost lost before a senior escorted the two of you back to your class.

you both got detention on the first day of school for fooling around the campus, spending two hours cleaning your classroom ( most of which was just a waste of time) his parents blew up his phone with texts and calls, and you were waiting for yours to do the same. when you informed your mother that you'd be late, it didn't take her a second to ask if you had met sunoo. 

it was obvious, really. you never were the type to stay out late with friends, but sunoo has always been an exception to your rules. you dislike overly talkative people but you listened to him as if he was a synchrony of a melody and a melancholy. you looked at him as if you saw the whole universe in his eyes. you didn't think twice before violating your own boundaries for him, offering sunoo an open invitation into your life. 

and just like that, the first half of your junior year passes by in a blink. they say distances bring people close, maybe it's true because you and sunoo seem inseparable. you had started sneaking into each other’s dorms, spending nights and watching movies, speed writing your incomplete assignments a few hours before school started. the day sunoo was selected as the school's head choir boy, he saw you cry for the first time. 

he had seen you cry several times actually, but that one time was different. it was just teary eyes with soft sniffles, not just a few drops of tears rolling down your cheeks. sunoo has seen you cry, but it was the first time he saw you break into a heavy sob with tears streaming down your cheeks as you pulled him in your arms, telling him how proud you are. it was his first time seeing you cry for someone else.

you talk about his interests as if they are your own, so watching him make it to the school’s choir as their leader felt like being an ace. you started attending his performances and sunoo always reserved the front seat for you. watching sunoo never felt boring because he sang for both of you. every note, every tune, every song, it was for both of you. the melodies were his, the praises were yours, for sunoo believes he wouldn't have pursued music so desperately if you didn't support him back in middle school. 

things were amazing, and the second year rolled in with an unexplainable feeling blossoming inside sunoo's heart. your touches started leaving him breathless. every hug made his heart skip a beat or two. everytime you cuddled, sunoo wondered if you could hear his heart beating crazily, and whether your heart did the same. to take his mind off these things, sunoo introduced you to one of his new friends— park sunghoon. 

despite being a year younger than sunghoon, the three of you clicked well. well, tried to, for sunghoon seemed stoic most of the time, making you wonder if he hated loud people. after all, you and sunoo had always been a little handful together. 

but sunghoon was a nice guy, you knew it. your eyes never missed the way his lips curled into a smile whenever sunoo laughed, or the way he always offered to help sunoo with the tiniest of things, and especially the way he gave into the boy’s eccentric behaviour. park sunghoon was like a spark, and you saw sunoo's whole world on fire. 

you pulled the vice head boy into the pit of detentions as well. sunoo called it a tradition, that every person joining the two of you would have to suffer a detention to be an official member of sunooyn circus— his words, not yours. you thought sunghoon would be mad, for he isn't the type to get into troubles especially since he’s the vice head boy, but instead, you saw him at his highest, laughing as if he had never been happier. as though, if happiness was a thing, it would be that moment, and he's waiting for the word to catch up to the feeling. 

when sunghoon asked if you wanted to be his partner for the inter-prefectural debate and represent your school, your world flipped over. 

it was at that moment when memories from middle school slipped inside your head. a look at sunoo, and you thought— so this is how he felt. 

the fourth time you chose sunoo was on the day of the debate. he'd be lying if he said the idea of you and sunghoon travelling together didn't bother him, so sunoo offered to drive you to the venue himself, since you both lived closer and he had a sister with a driving licence. when he saw you present your argument on the stage with the same passion he had for the sport, he felt as if he fell for you all over again. in fact, he unknowingly fell a little deeper for you ever since he met you and when he realised, sunoo was already at the rock bottom, ready to fall even deeper. 

that was the first time sunoo chose to accept his feelings, wanting to make you first and hopefully, his last as well; because once upon a time, there was you and that's it. that was his story, because anything less than you wasn't true and anything more didn't make sense. 

when you didn't win the first prize, sunoo cried his heart out. there were tissues all over your hotel room as he reassured you that no matter who won the contest, you had always been the winner in his eyes. his hands slid in yours as he told you to not cry, while the tears were streaming down his face like a waterfall. he held you in his arms and recited words about how you did your best and despite the result, the whole was proud of you for getting second position in the entire province. 

you nodded, thanking him for his words, and then you disappeared— completely— never returning to your room for the next forty minutes. you said you’d be back soon, but it had been forty minutes, the sun’s setting down, and you hadn’t returned. sunghoon’s name didn’t even cross his mind. on this way to the lift, sunoo didn’t expect to hear soft strings of your voice from sunghoon’s room. eavesdropping wasn’t something he condoned but he found himself standing against the ice prince’s room, hands hesitating to unlock the door and when he finally did, the sight of you cradling sunghoon in your arms reached his eyes. 

it was understandable, of course, sunghoon was hurting more. you looked at sunoo and told him to shush because you didn’t want to disturb sunghoon, who possibly dozed off in your arms, his head on your shoulders. sunoo didn’t mind, taking a mental note to apologise to sunghoon later for crying like a child when he should’ve been there for both his friends. he left without saying a word, leaving you and sunghoon alone since sunoo understood the need, though a part of him ached at the sight of you having letting sunghoon sleep in your arms when you didn’t even hug sunoo when tears brimmed his eyes. 

maybe this is what it feels like to share, sunoo thought, because his life, he had you all to himself, and the same applied to you. he wondered if you felt the same after letting someone, who was not him, in your arms. sunoo was convinced that the ‘two of us’ is no longer valid, for he’d have to include sunghoon. he didn’t mind, sunghoon was his best buddy, and he almost slept with the newly established thought until you showed up outside his place, asking if the two of you could have a run down to seven-eleven. 

all this thought vanished at the sight of you, and the only thing flooding his mind was the way your hand occasionally brushed past his’ as you both strolled down the neighbourhood. you talked about people’s interests as if they’re your own, but that night, you talked about sunghoon as if he was a part of you. your words flowed along the lines of how similar the two of you were, and the way you both have identical approaches to various issues. he had seen you compliment sunghoon a thousand times but sunoo didn’t understand why a part of him wanted the night to be over quickly. 

events followed along, first term examinations arrived and after that, time seemed to fly even faster. sunoo would rush to the library for study sessions and he’d see you with sunghoon, talking about a book he recommended to you and how much you enjoyed it. during group outings, you’d share theories with sunghoon and he’d expand them beyond the canon plot. all with sunoo walking one step behind because he didn’t know anything about your conversations with him; or rather, you never told him. 

you’d spend nights texting sunoo about everything you and sunghoon talked about as if he wasn’t there to listen. and no matter how much it pained him, sunoo loved to see you happy, so he played along right into your games. you’d ask and he’d tell you all about sunghoon’s antics and habits as if no one knows them better than him. sunoo would tell you everything he knew about sunghoon and hope that one day, you’d go back to how you both used to be. because even with having you by his side, he missed the days and nights you spent talking about him. 

when the third year arrived, sunoo thought it’d all be over soon. no, he didn’t hate sunghoon— he couldn’t— but he envied him. he envied him when sunghoon walked between the two of you on your ways back home. he envied the way you smiled at sunghoon even at the silliest actions and treat him as the centre of your world. he envied how sunghoon started being the person you’d look for during hard times, or way you started cancelling plans with sunoo to visit bookstores with sunghoon. he envied the way you looked at sunghoon— because you looked at him as if you saw yourself inside his eyes.      

but sunoo wasn’t a coward. he never learnt how to give up. when sunghoon was in incheon for one of the literary contests, you started zoning out in broad daylight, as if you suddenly didn’t know what to do. that’s when sunoo called you over to his place. as much as he wanted to spend time with you, the offer was selfless. sunoo would rather have you crying in his arms than watch you spend the day alone in utter despair. it came to him as a surprise when you started talking about how much you were missing sunghoon, even though it had only been two days since he left. he bit his inner cheeks when you said you wanted to hug him. and before you could say more, sunoo’s words cut in like a knife.

“i like you.” that’s what he said. it was purely unintentional. he didn’t want to present such a wacky confession. there was a pause as sunoo looked at you, anticipating an answer. you didn’t say a thing; and the next second, there was a text from sunghoon on your phone, and you ran out of sunoo’s apartment as if you never heard his confession.   

he was proud of confessing to you but in just a few months, the pride morphed into sadness. because back then, the now nineteen year old sunoo didn't know you had other choices. he didn't know he'd have to be in love with you and leave it at that, because his first choice has always been you but, you chose sunghoon over everything else. 

DATES WITH ENHYPEN MAKNAE LINE

Pairing: bf!enha!maknae line x afab!reader

Genre: flufffffff

Warnings: kisses( pecks ig), fluffy fluff

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SUNOO🍧🍨🍦

- ice cream date

He took you to ice cream date cause both of you like it. He chose mint choco ice cream and you chose vanilla (or your fav flavour).

When you were eating you had ice cream stain on your lips and he found it adorable. After eating ice cream you went to the park and walked there a bit.

- Y/N-ie you have food stain on your lips- he said smiling at you

Jungwon 🌼🌾🧺

- picnic date

He found a place where he'd like to have date. So he decided to take you there for picnic date. He picked you up from your place and you went to store to buy food and stuff. Then you went to that place and set everything up. The breeze hit your hair which made Jungwon smile.

- I love you so much Y/N

Niki 🎮🕹️🗡️

- arcade date

Ofc arcade cause we're talking abt NISHIMURA RIKI

He knew that you like games and arcade so he took you there

You two spent your whole day

You saw cute teddy bear at claw machine and asked him to win it for you.

He tried for 8 times and finally gave up

He was sad that couldn't win it for you

- Y/N, sorry I couldn't get gift for you- he said as you chuckled

- it's ok, you are my gift

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𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒/𝐎 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐀𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌

genre: fluff, established relationship

word count: 1.9k

a/n: guys it's 2am but i finally finished editing this... whatever that is. it's been a while since i posted this type of a fic so i hope you like it just as much as the previous ones!! 🤍

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LEE HEESEUNG

"I'll be right back, baby. Just give me ten minutes, okay?"

These were the words your boyfriend said to you twenty minutes ago as you patiently sat on the wooden bench in the empty locker room. His basketball team just won their first game of the season and now you wait for him to finally finish showering, so that the two of you can go back to his place and catch up on the much needed sleep. Much needed as he's the one who has deprived the both of you of it last night when he made you watch him practice nearly until morning.

So it's no surprise that as another minute goes by, you find your eyes growing heavy. Leaning your head back on the cool locker, you start dozing off when familiar footsteps finally approach your tired figure.

"Aww, sorry I kept you waiting, baby. I'm ready to go now, though," he says softly as his hand goes to swipe some hair away from your face. He grins as you blink slowly at him before slinging his bag over his shoulder and kneeling down in front of you. You don't have enough strength to question his behavior when he turns around and wiggles his fingers at you and looks over his shoulder. "C'mon, hop on. I'll carry you."

You manage to somehow climb onto his back and when your hands wrap around his neck securely, he hooks his arms under your thighs and lifts the both of you off the ground.

"Up you go," he grunts quietly, adjusting you in his arms before making his way out of the locker room. "Let's finally get my sleepy baby home, shall we?"

PARK JAY

Throwing his bag on the ground, Jay tosses the keys to the cupboard and feels his shoulders relaxing at the thought of seeing you after such a long day. Even though it's late at night, he knows you'll be stubbornly waiting for him like you always do, so instead of heading to the bedroom, he directs his steps to the living room.

And he was right – there you are, slumped over the arm rest of the couch, mouth slightly ajar because of the palm you're holding up your face with.

Jay snorts quietly, mind running back to all the times you've denied the possibility of ever falling asleep while waiting for your beloved boyfriend to come back home. He takes a mental note to remember that and tease you in the morning.

With a sigh, he crouches down in front of the couch and reaches his hand out to brush your cheek gently. The feeling of his cool fingers against your skin almost instantly wakes you up and you jerk underneath his touch, eyes blinking rapidly to adjust to the dim lighting. When your eyes meet Jay's, you straighten your back and send him a guilty smile as if you've been caught committing a crime.

"Oh, you're back," you mutter tiredly, letting his fingers run over your eyes to wipe the sleep away from them. "I was so not sleeping, you're just tweaking."

Jay chuckles before standing up and pressing his lips to your forehead. You wrap your arms around his neck and close your eyes back again, feeling content now that he's finally back. Sighing, you softly kiss the crook of his neck before nuzzling your face into it.

Jay's hand is caressing your hair gently. "Let's get you to bed now, hm?"

SIM JAKE

"Well, aren't you just cute?" Jake huffs under his nose as the first thing he comes across of is you laying on the couch, face buried in one of the green cushions you bought on your last Ikea trip. He giggles quietly, heart feeling full as he looks at you with such lovesick eyes, you'd definitely be left blushing if you ever caught him like this.

He decides on not waking you up, realizing how tired you must've been if you actually fell asleep while waiting on him. So instead, he slips underneath the blanket right next to you. He turns to his side so that you're laying face to face and he smiles at the way your lips are slightly pouted. He leans forward and presses his forehead to yours, draping an arm around your waist as you subconsciously curl up to his body, seeking for his warmth even in your sleep.

Jake softly presses his lips right above your eyebrow when your eyelids slowly flutter open. You look at him with your foggy eyes before wrapping your arm around his neck and wordlessly pulling him even closer to yourself. You bury your face in his chest instead of the cushion now and slowly start dozing off again when his hand sneaks underneath your sweater and caresses your side gently.

"I'm glad you're home," you mumble into his skin, nudging his neck with your nose before leaving a butterfly kiss on the same exact spot. "Been waiting for you."

Jake feels his stomach tickle funny at your sleepy affection and he buries his smile in your hair. "Yeah, I know. You can go to sleep now. I'm not going anywhere."

PARK SUNGHOON

"How many times do I have to tell you not to wait for me this late, you idiot," Sunghoon scolds you as he adjusts your half-asleep body in his arms and carries on up the stairs.

You mumble an incoherent answer with mouth muffled by the warm skin of his neck. You hold him tighly, arms slung around his shoulders as you hang onto him like a baby monkey. Sunghoon has to bite his lip to prevent himself from snickering right then and there.

"What was that?" He asks, leaning his face a little closer to hear you better.

"You're so warm. Makes me even more sleepy."

Sunghoon can't help the chuckle that leaves his mouth anymore and he opens the door to your bedroom with his foot. He carries you straight to bed and places you on the soft mattress, only to quickly change into a pair of sweatpants and slip underneath the covers right next to you.

Your body moves almost automatically as you shift closely to your boyfriend and cling onto him once your arms make contact with his skin. You shuffle and twist in your place, somehow unable to find a comfortable position, because no matter how close you get to him – it's just simply not close enough tonight.

So you climb on top of his body and use him as a mattress instead, burying your face in the crook of his shoulder.

"I wanna get inside your skin. Lemme," you mumble tiredly and feel his chest vibrate with laughter.

His hand makes its way to your hair. "Some of the things you say when you're sleepy are quite concerning, sweetheart."

KIM SUNOO

Sunoo is greeted by the view of you and Riki chilling on the couch in their dorm. More precisely – Riki playing some videogame on playstation and you sprawled out by his side, the white controller laying on the carpet below you as you sleep soundly.

"What time did she get here?" Sunoo asks as he drops his training bag somwehere on the floor and approaches the two of you. He crouches down in front of you and picks up the long forgotten controller.

"Two hours ago maybe," Riki responds, eyes glued to the TV screen. "She wanted to wait for you but she fell asleep like half an hour ago. Made me lose my damn game."

The older one only sends him a glare paired with a scoff before turning his attention back to you.

"Y/N, wake up."

You peak one of your eyes open as another tap lands on your shoulder. When the first thing your met with is your boyfriend's pretty face, a smile spreads on your slightly chapped lips and you lift yourself up in your seat.

"You're back," you croak out, rubbing your eyes quickly before nuzzling your face in his chest. "Sorry for dropping by without giving you a warning. Jus' thought you'd be home."

Sunoo presses his lips to the crown of your head. "Don't apologize for things like that. You know I always like having you around."

You nod slowly, reaching your hands up until they're circling his neck. Turning your head to the side, you place a small kiss to the side of his jawline. "Can we go cuddle now?"

"How can I say no when you're this cute, huh?"

YANG JUNGWON

Jungwon tries, he really tries to be quiet. It's really not his fault that his clumsy nature made him bump his hip into the cupboard and cause the keys to topple down to the ground with a clank that probably could wake up a hundred year old half-deaf granny.

You open your eyes and lift yourself from the table you've been laying on top of, startled, head spinning from the sudden movement.

"Shit, I'm so sorry, angel. I didn't mean to wake you up," Jungwon apologizes as he rushes over to you from the other side of the kitchen.

You watch as he crosses the space quickly and plops down on the chair next to you, then wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you to his lap instead.

"No, it's okay," you say quietly as you clear your throat, lifting your head up to smile at him softly. "Was waiting for you anyways. I made you dinner. Just kinda fell asleep after cooking."

Jungwon giggles at the dissatisfied scrunch of your nose. He leans down to press a small kiss to the tip of it.

"Thanks for waiting for me, baby. And for cooking for me. That's really sweet of you, you didn't have to," he mutters, lowering his tone to match yours as he rubs your noses together. "Well, now that I'm finally here, how about I try some of it, huh?"

"Yeah, that's a good idea I suppose." You smile at him and bring your hand up to stroke the short hair at the back of his head. "Can we stay here a little longer, though? I missed you today. Wanna cuddle you."

He chuckles warmly at your words before leaning down and laying a kiss on your forehead. "Of course. We've got all the time in the world, angel."

NISHIMURA RIKI

"Baby?"

Silence.

"Baby."

Still nothing. The only thing Riki can hear is your slowed down breathing, slightly muffled by the fuzzy blanket you've pulled right above your nose.

"Y/N."

Now that finally wakes you up and you blink your eyes to adjust to the dim lighting of your living room. You lift your gaze to look at Riki standing in front of the couch you're laying on, a small smile playing on his lips.

"There you are," he huffs, slightly amused. "C'mon, let's get you to bed."

A grunt leaves your throat as you bury yourself even further into the back rest of the couch. You open your arms and lift the blanket a little as an invitation.

"C'mere. 'm too comfy to leave," you mumble groggily, barely managing to keep your eyes open.

With one more pleading look of your foggy eyes, Riki sighs and shakes his head at your stubborness.

"Tsch, fine." He clicks his tongue before standing up and laying down on the tight space right next to you. You don't waste a single second and wrap all of your limbs around his tall body, snuggling up to him with a content sigh.

"Perfect," you whisper as you press your face into his warmth and fall back asleep the moment that his arms wrap around your waist and pull you closer to his chest.

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!TW¡ YANDERE THEMES, TOXIC RELATIONSHIP, BLOOD AND VIOLENCE, SENSITIVE TOPICS

You say you need more love from me (XO (Only If You Say Yes) English Ver. Feat. JVKE)

Why was it so hard for her to simply listen? He always did everything for her, other than let her go out and talk with anyone other than him! So, when Sunoo found her chatting with someone on his phone, he frowned. "Wah, ___! I leave you alone for one second to sleep, and you break my rules? Aish, so annoying..." He said in that sugary sweet, mocking voice of his, causing her to drop his phone and look up at him with wide eyes, like a deer caught in headlights. "N...Noo, i-i wasn't doing anything, I-I'm sorry..." she had seen him mad before, and it didn't end well.

"Just stop talking, ___! You are so mean! I do everything for you, and you never even appreciate me!" He stated, already starting his sweet crocodile tears. They welled up in his eyes, causing the pretty girl to fill with guilt. She sprang up, sputtering apologies and trying to comfort him. Oh, how he loved how naive she was.

"I'm sorry, Noo! I'm sorry! Don't cry! You can punish me, please don't cry! I'm sorry!" She said in that sweetly worried tone she always used, her own eyes starting to fill up with thick, suffocating tears of guilt. Sunoo smirked from over her shoulder, before pulling back and looking at her with that sulky, sad pout he held on his face. He sniffled softly and nodded gently "I-I can punish you..? You promise...?" He asked softly, trying to guide her deeper into his manipulation. Her sweet brain fell for it, of course, and she nodded softly, holding back a whimper when Sunoo slammed the back of his hand against her delicate cheek.

He picked her up and dragged her to a bedroom, separated from their shared own. He slammed her down on the floor, his tears long gone and replaced by a dark expression. With a swift motion, he slammed the side of her head against the frame of the bed, making her let out a choked sound.

By the time he finished with her, she was unconscious, her pretty lips bleeding along with the sides of her doll-like face, her body littered with cuts and bruises. Sunoo wiped his hands and huffed, shaking his head as he walked out of the room and locked the door behind him. He would tend to her later.

When she woke up, her vision was blurry, her head hanging and feeling heavy. She fell forward, her forehead resting against the wooden floor. A quiet, choked whimper left her sweet mouth, pain bruising her entire existence. Just then, Sunoo walked in, holding that sickly sweet smile on his lips and a first aid kit in his hands. "___, you are up? That's good, it will make it easier to bandage you up" he said in his soft, melodic voice, kneeling infront of her to begin bandaging her up.

She leaned into his touch, craving affection and reassurance. Whimpers and winces left her bruised lips every time he brushed something against her injuries, making her cuddle closer to him - much to his satisfaction. -

Since then, she has been craving his touch and affection, which he gladly gave her. She could only cuddle up to him and cry when he changed her bandages or tied her to the bed while he fell asleep so she couldn't pull the same stunt. Of course, however, he didn't mind. How could he? Especially when his sweet angel was being so good for him! He could only reward her in order to encourage her to keep up her good attitude.

They sat on the bed, her in between his legs, with her back against his chest. Her eyes closed, a soft whimper leaving her as she tilted her head back, looking up at him with those gorgeous eyes of hers "Noo... I need more love from you... i-i feel like you don't like me..." she said in that candy sweet voice of hers, making Sunoo go crazy.

He wrapped his arms around her, kissing her perfect cheeks and nose. "More love, my ___? You will get it. Anything my sweet girl wants!" He cheered out as he kissed and peppered her adorable face with gentle kisses, making her giggle gently. Pure music to his ears, he wouldn't dream of letting her leave now that he finally broke her.

i have started to officially write, as the first fic i've posted was supposed to be the only fic i'll ever write. but with somehow 38 of you who liked the yunjin smut too much, i've decided to cook. i hope y'all look forward to it. toodles

KINKTOBER ‘24

these will all be drabbles and short in length as i rushed to get these ideas out of my head and i'm not good at writing plots. this is my first kinktober and the prompts are kinda mild so...

breeding - kim sunoo ( 10 / 7 )

latex - ada wong ( 10 / 11 )

dirty talk - olivia rodrigo ( 10 / 15 )

doctor/patient - shoko ieiri ( 10 / 19 )

oral fixation - maloi ricalde ( 10 / 23 )

sensory deprivation - anastasia steele ( 10 / 27 )

threesome - alice cullen & jasper hale ( 10 / 31 )

SO ANXIOUS

prompt : breeding

pairing/s : switch!kim sunoo x fem!reader

tag/s : breeding ofc, pwp, riding, switch reader, cockwarming, sunoo calls you baby ( when is it my turn), clit rubbing, allusion to multiple rounds.

"u-ugh fuck!-" the sound of skin slapping against skin echoed around the room, masculine and feminine moans reverberated against the four walls of your bedroom.

"you're so tight, squeezing around me so good baby." he gasped for air as your hips slammed up and down his dick. you could feel it twitching inside you, continuously hitting that spot that makes you fold.

"yeah? i'm kind of getting tired though- ah!" your teasing sentence was cut off as he suddenly thrusted up into you and bounced you on his fat cock. your juices were splattered across his pelvis and he took advantage by using it as lubricant as he continued to rut into your cunt.

"what's gotten you like this..?" you said following with a moan as you felt his thumb rub tight circles around your sensitive clit, the combined stimulation pushes you dangerously closer to the edge.

"sun', i'm gonna cum," he ignored your warning and somehow went faster with his ministrations against your bud and pushed his hips to thrust faster. you squeezed your eyes shut as the knot in your stomach threatens to snap but it seems sunoo has no intention to stop.

"shit, baby i'm getting close." he never stopped thrusting and rubbing and with instinct, you slammed harder against him.

"cum for me.. ha- cum for me baby, fuck!- cum with me!" his moans increased in volume and so did yours as you felt a wave of pleasure run through your lower body and suddenly you're creaming against his cock. you could feel the ropes of cum he released inside you as you continued to grind against his sensitive dick.

you stop when he puts his hands on your hips as he relaxed against the bed with his dick still inside you.

"that was amazing..." sunoo sighed and you leaned down to nudge your nose on the crook of his neck. the after effects of your orgasms finally hitting as he feels his eyes getting droopy.

"ah ah ah. i didn't say we were done now, did i?" and he knew a long night was ahead of him.

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