IM SO SEATED OMG

if the person I'm marrying ain't like this, I don't want themmmmm 👎👎👎😭😭

ceo! husband park jongseong (jay) x stay at home mum! fem reader texts

MDNI !!! 18+ ONLY

content warnings: smut, hurt/comfort, reader has body image issues, hinted eating disorder, the poor baby has colic, breeding, daddy kink, husband jay (needs a warning by itself because husband jay is soooooo >>>>)

a/n: jay’s contact on reader’s phone is seojinnie appa as parents in korea usually call their spouses ____-ie appa/eomma after they have kids and i always thought that was soooo cute so … i gave in to temptation

A LITTLE MYSTERY NEVER HURT ANYBODY . . . pro-hero katuski bakugou x f ! actress reader. m—dni / fluff / hints of ‘tension’ and maybe suggestive… / established relationship / little smau at the end / not proofread / minors don’t read this !!

despite being a fairly new actress, you were able to catch the attention and hearts of the fans from your recent debut just two years ago. becoming a highly in-demand star, given every project possible just to be seen on the screen. however, you kept a secret. that one secret that could cause a frenzy, that the beloved actress of the nation is dating the one and only pro-hero dynamight.

they all assumed that they definitely knew the both of you are in a relationship… somehow. you had that certain glow and katsuki definitely made it sure that he’s not available. no matter how many fans tried to flirt, no matter how many interviews he’s gone through he says one thing very clear, “got a pretty girl already.” however, nobody knew it was with the two of you together.

countless articles are read about you, how you were overheard with a director from your upcoming series that you wanted to avoid any romantic scenes or a partner in general. which boosted more speculation on your ‘mysterious’ love life.

now, your manager says that she got you booked with a new project. you’ll be in a promotional shoot with a pro-hero for a fashion campaign with an upcoming designer. “that’s fine right? you’d be with someone in the shoot though.” your manager says. you shrug, looking over at the recent line the designer put out.

“it’s fine. no point in declining opportunities right?”

she nods enthusiastically, “that’s the spirit! we were actually surprised the team agreed immediately when they found out it was you. i heard they only accepted solo projects for him.”

you smile, “well whoever it’ll be i’m sure we’ll do great.”

the moment you step foot on the set, you were immediately greeted by the designer themselves. “y/n you’re so beautiful, you’re so perfect for us!”

“thank you for believing in me! please take care of me well.” you bow and was brought to your own dresser. quickly dressed in a silk robe and getting your makeup done. your hair was in curlers, the team taking their sweet time to make sure they enhanced your features for the shoot.

you hear a knock on your door, and you could hear your manager gasp when she opens it. peeking at the mirror with one eye, you see a familiar figure walking towards you, messing with the collar of his shirt.

“hey baby.” voice raspy and hoarse. now everyone in the room was shocked. looking at the two of you. to top it all off, katsuki places a quick kiss to your cheek and getting a stool to sit beside you.

your manager definitely felt like she was gonna faint. she had no idea what this was or when, or even how. everyone else was also in shock and confused, felt like time stopped somehow.

why is he now acting all lovey dovey in public? is what they all, including you, wondered.

“fuck baby you’re looking too pretty.” you giggle, trying to stay in place while the makeup artist adds their finishing touches. “thank you katsuki, no wonder you agreed to this shoot.” you say. the makeup artist finally says you’re done, you were all ready, just needed to change into the outfit.

katsuki was in a fitted velvet button up shirt with low-rise slacks. only the middle section of the shirt was buttoned, and for the first time in your career, your professionalism was definitely getting tested. just a little lower you could probably catch a glimpse of his happy trail. “who allowed you to wear that?” you motion with your head. but before he could answer you’re already turned around, moving behind the divider to dress up.

“aw come on, i know you fuckin’ like it.” he says loudly, then followed by the door closing. suddenly the staff was all on you after you stepped out. complimenting how you looked so good, how you’re going to be the new face of the brand after this. but most especially, the elephant in the room.

“i know everyone’s thinking you have a boyfriend but… dynamight?!”

“where, when, why, and how?”

“i never saw him speak that sweetly to anyone before….”

“i thought it was another celebrity! this is really unexpected.”

lots and lots of questions but they were immediately shut down by your manager who wanted to maximize the time. “we still got a shoot. y/n can tell us the details another time.” she gives you that look that reads ‘you better tell me everything’ and you give her an apologetic smile.

you take a look in the mirror, seeing how you matched with him. in a tight velvet dress that hugged your figure really well, probably a piece from the earlier collections. it’s pretty, the skirt is slanted with peaks of ruffled tulle.

you’re start walking to the set where katsuki was already waiting. “oh our princess! you look amazing.” the designer says, holding his hands to his chest. “i knew you and dynamight would look amazing together, i thank you both really.”

you grab their hands, “i’m really happy you paired me with him too!”

you approach katsuki with a smile, and he’s already grinning at you. “well shit this might be the hardest job i’ve taken yet.” he chuckles, placing a hand on your back to help you on the extravagant set.

you’re shining so bright and in your element that he’s just happy to be there. yet, the whole time he couldn’t seem to keep his hands off you, how his hold on you lingered, wanting to touch you even more, even deeper. despite the director giving clear directions that you followed with no fuss, he on the other hand just has to have a hand on you. but it definitely gave an effect on each shot.

katsuki couldn’t help but keep his eyes on you, eyes glimmering with desire. and how you’re looking at him with such a cool glare—it just felt so out of character for the both of you. who’s usually so sweet and him who’s usually so out for reach. “think i need you in this dress when i take you home.” he would whisper. and you’ll playfully hit him on his arm.

when you prepare for the next shot he’d always tell you things that’d rile you up. and when nobody’s paying attention he’d be looking you up and down. “bet you’re even prettier under this fuckin’ dress.”

even in between clothing changes you both looked picture perfect. both complementing each other’s visuals. he’d sneak you out from time to time to get a smooch here and there, resulting in the makeup artists on the set to fix him up because his and your lipsticks would smudge, wondering why he gets messed up all of a sudden.

“you’re so damn pretty baby. too bad the makeup’s gonna get ruined when we get home.”

“stop teasin’ during work kats…”

the last shot had you both seated on the carpet. it was sexy, your hand’s on his bare chest and he’s leaning in towards you with a finger under you chin. the two of you together felt magnetic. it’s so interesting to everyone in that room how the hero who’s usually uncontrollable became so compliant because if you. overall, it just felt too romantic, that petals of roses were somehow seen falling down on the both of you while you posed.

what was most unexpected was how katsuki really enjoyed being in front of a camera, as long as it’s with you (might’ve gotten a few ‘creative’ ideas too). he’s definitely making one of these photos his wallpaper when they upload it.

and the next day, that one shot trended all over the internet. blasted all over the digital billboards in the city too. finally seeing the elegant y/n who seemed to have helped show a new side of the pro-hero to the public.

showering the brand with praises and how much of a ‘genius’ they were for even choosing the two of you as the muses. because it really was just a coincidence that the owner was a fan of you both.

then there goes the online articles, the video complications, the noise that just won’t die down. tweets and photos, even a sudden rise in fanpages. dynamight and y/n, and the public that’s trying to piece every evidences of your interactions. how they were all tricked that your relationship was just under their noses. how in events you’re always seen together, or how your car was spotted in his neighborhood that one time. or when katsuki always keeps saying in interviews that his favorite shows and media always had you in it—main lead or not. the way nobody caught it even when you mentioned that dynamight was one of your favorite heroes. even showing them a small plushie charm that you carried on you hanged on your bag—everyone was stunned.

still, neither of you confirmed anything, yet.

till the moment the official account of the brand posted all the shots of you together, and it was very obvious how the two of you were actually in love, like the head over heels type.

well, the both of you are gonna have more projects together soon for sure.

bonus!

do not copy, plagiarize, translate, or repost my works

note : i really like this actress au i’m definitely gonna make more 😔🙏 different versions for sure

O 😭😭😭 KAY 😭😭😭😭

feline bliss (lee minho x gn!reader)

fluff, no warnings, soft sleepy minho, they're in love your honour

an: based on this request !! i hope you'll like this silly little drabble and please remember that feedback and reblogs are highly appreciated🫶🏽

soft sun rays lazily peeking through the curtains woke you up early in the morning. you blinked a few times, trying to adjust to the light, and looked around. minho’s apartment was filled with comfortable silence and you sighed softly, feeling the calmness fill your body. you closed your eyes, relaxing next to minho’s sleeping figure. 

a sudden soft thud made you snap your eyes open and you noticed a little brown feline make its way to your bed. dori jumped onto the sheets and decided to lay down right on your thighs. 

“hi, baby,” you whispered and the cat meowed back, as if trying to say hi, mom. you laughed quietly, but you immediately stopped when you felt minho squirm. you looked at him as he stretched his sleepy body and turned to face you. his puffy eyes looked at you with an unspoken question. 

“did you sleep well?” you broke the silence between him and you. minho only nodded, still not uttering a word. you reached out hesitantly to tuck an unruly strand of hair behind his ear and he immediately leaned into your touch. “you're really cute,” you said, your voice barely above the whisper, and minho scoffed, hiding his face under the covers. 

“am not.” 

dori quietly got up from his spot on your legs and quickly jumped right between you and minho, linking you together. you scratched him behind his ear and his soft purrs felt like medicine to you. 

“minho?” you grabbed the duvet, slowly pulling it off his face. he let out a faint mhm, waiting for your next words and you smiled. “i love you.” 

minho blinked a few times, his mouth opening and closing without making any sound. you took him by surprise and he didn’t really know how to behave, but you didn’t mind, you didn’t expect him to say it back right now. 

a quiet set of meows could be heard from the hall and soon after the two other cats appeared on the bed. they almost seemed jealous of their brother who was all snuggled between his parents, so both soonie and doongie decided it would be a great idea to lay in the gap as well. you giggled at the sight of the cats creating a pile of fluffy fur. you made sure to pet all of them equally but doongie must’ve really disliked that because soon he moved to lay right above your head, trying to steal your attention and making you chuckle.

minho didn’t show it, but inside he was melting seeing you with his baby, seeing his babies all together. this feeling was something new, something making his chest bloom with pride and joy and although it was completely overwhelming, he didn’t complain. he loved seeing you like this, all sleepy, playing with his cats and he loved the fact that you slept in his bed and he loved you, with his whole heart. and he wanted you to know. 

“yn?” you looked up at him with a giddy smile and minho and that sight confirmed his conviction that his next words were true. he hoped you would believe him. “i love you too.”

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just me reading this fluffy vomiting cute ass piece of sht at a school night (it's 1am) while sobbing— I'm totally not affection deprived bahaha ha..

AMBER AND ALCOHOL

g fluff w kissing, mentions of drinking, hee's tipsy n ri talked about tipsy hee from prada after party and i had to do this

“hey beautiful,” your soft gasp spins in the air as heeseung’s arms wrap around your waist from behind, his face nuzzled up in your neck; something that makes you freeze in your stance as you’re cleaning the kitchen counter after dinner. 

“hee?” you say a little above the silence in the kitchen. the pendant lights being the only source of lighting around, it only reminds you how pretty he looks under the dim yellow glow— exactly what he’s thinking right now, about you. “back already?”

and you had expected him to stay out at least till an hour after midnight. after all, evening plans with the guys always keep him out of the doors of his apartment, usually inside a karaoke bar or someone's house, watching a movie. “hm, just missed you, my love,”

his arms wrap a little tighter around you as those words fall off his lips and you chuckle, assuming he’s feeling a bit clingier than usual. you feel his lips softly grazing against your shoulders, a touch that takes you to heaven and back. and it’s nice— to stand in the plain silence of the night, just the two of you and the sound of your soft conversations whispered into the air, just his kisses that trace along your neck, just the way you could stand there and soak in his presence forever. 

you turn around, his arms not leaving your waist even for a second, pushing you against the counter instead as he steps closer, just close enough for you to feel his warm breath on your lips— your furrow your brows in dubiety. “did you drink?”

“a little,” he nods in response, whispering against your neck. “you smell so good, angel,” he leans in again, stroking his lips over your collarbones. “did you get a new perfume?”

“yeah, yesterday,” you reply with a soft hum.

and heeseung looks up at you, pulling you a little closer by your waist as he goes in for a kiss, his nose brushing against yours, lips just a few centimetres apart before you put your finger in between. “you reek of alcohol,”

“ah,” he pauses, looking at you before chuckling ever so quietly, burying his face in your neck once again, enamoured, drowsy, tipsy, against your clavicle. “guess i don’t smell as good at you,”

you feel his breath against your skin as you both laugh, a sound that resonates with melody and melancholy. you fingers fiddle with the tips of his hair, lips planting the softest kiss on his cheeks as if you’re muttering the sweetest confession. he feels the love he has for you overflow, it’s so much, so deep, it scares him. he knows it will drown him, he knows he will let it.

“wash up,” another kiss pressed against his cheeks, he nods slightly against your neck. “let’s go to bed,”

“if you keep using this perfume,” his hands fiddle with the hem of your dress, fingers slowly sliding under as he paints invisible patterns over your skin, now looking at you with the same half drunk expression in his eyes, not sure if it’s from love or alcohol. “i might not be able to stop myself from kissing you,”

and his gaze puts you in a light trance, unable to move or respond, far too spell bound by his voice that nothing else seems sensible enough. your eyes settle on his lips and he gets the hint, leaning in once again, an action, this time, mirrored by you as you whisper against his lips. “then i’ll make sure to wear it every day,”

his lips taste of love. a bit bitter, half chapped yet still so soft as they move against yours. you feel the slightest of beer on your tongue, the air smells of the bergamot in your perfume, accompanied by amber. it smells of alcohol as he pressed himself against yours, the feeling just as intoxicating as the drink he had. it smells of him and you,

and it smells of love. 

how enhypen hyung line takes care of their s/o after surgery!

genre(s): established relationship, fluff, tiny angst, whump, hurt-comfort.

pairing(s): enhypen hyung line x fem!reader

warning(s): hospital settings, mentions of surgery, different surgical procedures in each reaction, medical complications (in jay and sunghoon's), mentions of hospital equipment, a bunch of medical terms that I know bc I want to study in the medical field (it's just dentistry lol but ok), lower case intended and mentions of cutesy nicknames.

not-so-important warning(s): sunghoon and jay's reactions are long, gramatic errors (I wrote this on my mom's phone, bc mine is dead and i'm not getting a new one maybe till next week :'(

WE NEED MORE ENHYPEN WHUMP IMAGINES AND REACTIONS!!!!!!

lee heeseung;

he was completely nervous through it all, he tried to keep himself composed but, it was inevitable. heeseung was a nervous-wreck.

but it all went away when you came out of surgery, completely loopy and out of it. he had to settle himself down, because he couldn't laugh in front of you.

“my stomach feels funny, am i hungry?” you asked with your eyes heavy.

heeseung held in a laugh, before sitting on the chair beside your bed.

“no, you're not hungry. you just got surgery, love. you had a cist removed from your ovaries.” he caressed your right arm, seeing how your eyes suddenly closed, but you then licked your lips.

“so... my ovaries are hungry? can't we give them something to eat?”

this time heeseung exploded in laughter at your questions. that was going to be a long night.

park jongseong;

you both knew that brain surgery was going to be risky and complicated, especially painful for the next few weeks.

the thing was that you were both ready for it, jay waited a long time in the waiting room, but he also waited a long time for you to wake up. after your surgery you acquired a post-surgical meningitis, so it took longer for you to recover.

and now, there you were, laying in your bed, semi-sitted, connected to a bunch of supplemental oxygen and IVs. at least you had jay trying on beanies for you to make your day less painful.

“look we have this beanie, which is cool, it'll make you look badass.” he tried a black beanie, a cute smirk on his lips.

you pouted a little, waiting for him to show you the next option.

“we have this one, which is green, it's pretty-” “its really cute.” you weakly stated, your voice tiny and shaky.

jay fully smiled, and then nodded.

“you think it's cute? you want to try it on?” you nodded, trying to grab it, but your hands were trembling, so jay carefully putted the beanie on your head, being careful with your bandage.

“see? you look pretty, like always. really beautiful,” jay lovingly caressed your cheek.

“but i win this cute competition.” he soon placed a hat with a duck face on it, suddenly making you laugh.

jay was the best boyfriend ever.

shim jaeyun;

today, jake had taken you out for a walk... well not a walk, more like a ride, a stroll down the hall.

you had a lobectomy, because you had a collapsed lung and it seemed like there wasn't any other option.

because it was your fourth day in the hospital, jake decide to take you out for a stroll down the hospital. as if he was your personal tour guide.

he tried to make things better for you, so he gave you a well deserved ride.

“and i think this is the neonatal unit. look at how cute they are, love!” jake cooed at the sight of the newborns behind the glass.

“you think we can go in?” you asked trying to adjust your IV.

jake looked down on you, a smile plastered on his cute face. he tried to be apologetic, and tried to explain you as calm as posible that you both couldn't go in, obviously.

“but jakey, i want to see the babies from up-close.” you scoffed defeated.

“what we can do is that... we can have a baby of our own. that way we can see them from up-close.” jake flirty smirked, his eyebrows rising up.

“oh! shut up, it's not a good time for you to be flirty!”

park sunghoon;

you suffered from a heart defect that required surgery, a very long surgery to repair your heart valves.

sunghoon pretended that everything was completely fine, that he was calm, but like heeseung, he was freaking out.

without you knowing, he had researched everything that would happen during your surgery and every care that you would need for your recovery.

he wanted you to be as comfortable as possible during your stay, so he carried in a bag some plushies and your favorite fluffy blanket.

sunghoon was at the border of tears when they told him that you had some complications, including massive blood loss, but he still tried his best not to show it.

“there you go, baby. are you comfy?” he then placed your blanket on top of your body, being careful with the breathing tube, and the rest of your equipment.

even though you were still sedated, he still talked to you as if you were awake, as if you would respond on any second.

his eyes trailed through every single new detail on your body, the breathing tube, chest tubes, the IV meds, and most importantly... that big badge at the center of your chest.

you looked so fragile, and sunghoon just wanted to protect you and take care of you.

twelve long hours passed, and even though the machine breathing for you was gone and you were only left with supplemental oxygen, your eyes hadn't opened yet. and that was stressing your boyfriend out.

“wake up, dummy. you've been asleep for too long.” he caressed your hair in a way that would calm him down.

but when your eyes fluttered open, all of those worried went away.

“hey, sleepyhead.” his hand then trailed down your pale cheeks. actually, your entire face was pale.

“you feeling okay?” he asked.

“yeah... but i feel a bit cold.” sunghoon nodded, quickly pulling your blanket further up.

His smile was everything for you, it showed how much he loves you, and how much care he had for you.

you were brushing through your freshly washed hair when you heard soft footsteps coming from outside the bathroom. the door opened and minho came inside, immediately latching his half-asleep figure to your body from behind. “what are you doing?” he mumbled quietly in the crook of your neck. “i just got up to wash my hair, i had to finally get rid of this castor oil. but look, aren’t they smoother now?” you touched your damp hair with a smile, but minho only grumbled and you noticed in the mirror that his eyes were completely closed. “why didn’t you tell me you were going to the bathroom?” he asked and it confused you. “why would i tell you? you were sleeping, i wouldn’t want to wake you up anyway,” you said, pouting. was he mad that you got up without him knowing? minho nuzzled his face even more in your neck, breathing your soft scent. “so i could come here with you and hug you like i am now.” you cooed at his response, smiling ever so fondly. minho came up as someone cold and uninterested, but this was only the impression when someone didn’t know him as well as you did. you knew he was clingy and in constant need of attention from you. sometimes you felt like you had a little koala instead of a boyfriend, but you didn’t mind the slightest. “i’m sorry, honey. i’ll make sure to wake you up next time, okay?” you said, your voice barely above the whisper, and minho let out a small “mhm”, placing the tiniest kiss right behind your ear. “i’d like that. but now please hurry up or i’ll die. i’m still really tired,” he whined and you giggled at that. “yes, sir,” you saluted jokingly, grinning. you grabbed your hairbrush, quickly untangling the rest of your hair, and in a short moment you were able to guide your sleepy, koala-like boyfriend back to your bedroom, letting him cling to you and fall asleep, probably to dream of you.

wrote it in one go before my lectures, please bear with me as usual

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that wasn’t what it sounded like! 

synopsis: you accidentally hear them say they don't like you.

characters: kuroo, suna

warnings: this was written back in 2020 and i decided to repost it so yea, be warned ig, angst to fluff!

kuroo: 

with a sigh, you tried mustering up all the confidence you can as you trudged towards the gym. 

‘this is the day.’ you thought to yourself. you were finally going to confess to kuroo. after having numerous debates with your mind, you finally came to the decision to confess. 

your heartbeat quickened at the numerous scenarios you were thinking, most of them being rejection. 

the worst thing that can happen is rejection, right? 

you couldn’t help but fall for kuroo, how could you not? he was funny, smart, and being handsome was a nice plus. you already knew that it would be hard to just tell him about your feelings, especially knowing that he probably only viewed you as a friend. 

once you arrived by the gym, you took a deep breath before going in with a smile, waving to kenma who acknowledged you by looking up from his game.

“uh.. have you seen kuroo?” you sheepishly asked kenma who looked at you curiously before nodding to the locker room.

“hey, (y/n)?” kenma called out. “yeah?”

“goodluck.” your eyes widened as he gave you a small smile. 

you sometimes hated how perceptive kenma is despite his nonchalant behavior. with a determined nod, you walked towards the locker room, hoping to see kuroo walk out from the door. 

when you were at a near distance from the door, you hear a bunch of chatter. you didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but you perked your head when you heard your name come out from a voice you recognized as yaku’s. 

“man, kuroo. you’re lucky! you have (y/n) crushing on you.” a smack was heard after, kuroo groaning in pain followed afterward. 

your heartbeat quickened when you heard the captain laugh in response. 

“come on, yakkun. (y/n) and i are just friends!” for now. “eh?! seriously? you don’t like her in that way?” you scoot a bit closer to the door, wanting to hear his answer before you take the leap. 

“don’t be ridiculous, yakkun. we’re friends, and that’s it.” your heart dropped at his words. 

you were so caught up in evaluating kuroo’s answer that you didn’t realize the door to the locker room opened. “oh, (y/n)? what’re you doing here?” the chatter in the locker room evidently stopped. you blinked, trying to keep tears at bay. 

you looked up to kai who looked at you with a kind expression. “ah, our professor told me to give this to tet- kuroo-san.” you say, giving him a folder. “i have to go, please give this to him for me. thank you, kai!” you say before running off, passing by the freshmen who gave you a wave of excitement. you couldn’t find it in yourself to smile back as you ran from the gym.

once you were at a safe place, you let the tears fall free. you didn’t know why you were crying. 

‘you didn’t even confess, for crying out loud! so why are you sad?’ you thought to yourself, laughing as you wiped your eyes. 

you felt pathetic for ever thinking that kuroo would ever look at you that way. you were friends. he specified so clearly to one of his closest friends. that was all the confirmation you needed. 

you knew you had to distance yourself on the following days. knowing that if you don’t you’ll fall even deeper and get hurt. 

and you were tired of getting hurt. 

“oi, chibi. why did the picture go to jail?” kuroo asked when the class was about to end. you took a while to answer him, you only answered when you felt him poke his pen by your cheek. “oi.” “i don’t know, kuroo. why?” kuroo could almost shiver at the tone you used, but he thinks it may just be a bad day. maybe his jokes could make it better? it always did. 

“because it was framed.” not wanting to ignore him, but not wanting to indulge him either you give him a short laugh that can be mistaken as a breath. 

“was it not funny?” “it was.” 

kuroo was silent for a few seconds before asking you with a small nudge from his elbow. 

“are you okay?” “mhm.” you realized that that answer was too curt, something that would possibly make him suspicious. and you didn’t want that. 

“i just need to listen to this lesson, this is very confusing.” you follow up quickly, taking down notes just to not look suspicious. 

“you know i could always tutor you, right?” kuroo said, a reassuring tone lacing his voice. you turn to give him a small nod and smile. “i know.” but i’d like to not be with you unless necessary. “thank you.” 

kuroo furrowed his eyebrows, clearly he knew something was wrong. but before he could ask, the bell rang and you immediately went out of the room. not even giving kuroo his usual goodbye. 

something was definitely wrong. 

“(y/n’s) acting weird.” kuroo couldn’t help but mention when they were on the train home. “eh?” kenma kept clicking on his console, listening intently as his childhood friend rant on about you. 

“and then suddenly they turned cold! i don’t remember doing anything to make them mad.” kuroo was frustrated to say the least, he knew that your friendship was going well, so of course he would be confused as to why you suddenly gave him the cold shoulder.

“i mean… did you reject them?” kenma asked, eyes still on his console. kuroo furrowed his eyebrows at his friend. “reject them? what?” 

kenma paused the game and looked up to kuroo. 

“so, they didn’t confess?” kuroo shook his head in response to kenma’s question. kenma sighed, “i think i know what’s going on.” 

“well, don’t keep it to yourself, kenma. tell me.” kuroo urged. 

“they heard you say you don’t like them.” kenma said, unpausing his game. “well, that’s only my thoughts. i wouldn’t know.” 

now that kuroo thought about it, when he told yaku he only saw you as a friend, the door of the locker room opened to reveal you, who gave kai a document that was meant for him before running off. 

kuroo should’ve known you’ve heard. because no matter how busy you were, you would always wish him good luck on his practices and give him a corny joke to keep him motivated. 

“fuck.” kuroo muttered, placing his hands by his eyes and tilting his head back on the window of the train, groaning from frustration. 

there was a small pause of silence, only the clicking of kenma’s console was heard before the underclassman spoke. 

“what do you plan on doing now?”

“hey, we need to talk.” kuroo cornered you by the locker, you shut the metal door lightly before giving him an apology. 

“i’m really needed for the next class.” at this point, you weren’t even trying to hide the sheer fact that you were avoiding him. 

“we’re in the same class, and we both know the teacher wouldn’t show up until half the hour passes. try again, (y/n).” 

“i just don’t want to talk to you.” you say straight up, not even trying to put a filter and kuroo felt his heart clench painfully at your tone. 

“too bad. you don’t have a choice.” without a word, he grabbed your hand and pulled you away to a vacant classroom. 

“why have you been avoiding me.” kuroo knows the answer to his question, but he didn’t want to get ahead of himself. 

“i was busy, can i go now. please?” you say as curt as possible, not wanting to melt under his gaze. not wanting to break whatever resolve you have built up from the past few days you ignored him. 

“i’m not buying it.” kuroo says, crossing his arms and eyeing you down. you knew that you wouldn’t be able to keep up the tough act if you stayed there.

“you’re so unfair, kuroo.” you couldn’t help but whisper. kuroo’s posture immediately straightened. 

“i’m unfair?” kuroo asked with an amused grin on his face. “i don’t think i’m the one who ignored someone for days for no apparent reason.” you looked down at his words, knowing he has the upperhand. just why did you think you could escape him?

“i’m not the one who made someone think that they did something wrong.” you didn’t realize that he was getting closer, not until you saw his shoes in front of you and felt his hands on your chin, making you look up to him. 

“i’m the one who was deprived of a confession from the person i like, don’t you think it’s unfair for me?” your eyes widened for a few milliseconds before you pushed him away. 

“stop messing around, kuroo.” your voice cracked. “just let me move on. and i promise i’ll be back to normal.” you both know that was an empty promise. if kuroo didn’t corner you, then you would’ve completely tried to eradicate him from your life. but kuroo couldn’t have that. 

now that he knew you liked him back, how could he let this chance go to waste. 

“you think i’ll let you go when i finally have an opportunity to pursue you?” your throat went dry. 

“kuroo... stop. you don’t need to pretend, i heard what you said to yaku. it’s fine, really.” at this point, you wanted to get out as soon as possible. you knew you were going to break down if this keeps on going.

“(y/n), please. believe me. i truly do like you back.” you felt tears prick your eyes. this was some sick joke kuroo was playing at. 

kuroo panicked, seeing tears well up in your eyes before you blinked it away. 

“but i-” “yes. i know that i said those words that day, but it was to shut yakkun up… and to hide my own feelings.” kuroo said the last part quietly. if he weren’t holding you, you probably wouldn’t have heard. 

he lets go of your chin before sighing. “i’ve been in love with you for so long, i didn’t know how to deal with it so i kept denying it. i didn’t tell yaku the truth because i didn’t need him to make fun of me because i couldn’t get the person i wanted.” kuroo let it out, you were shocked. 

he felt the same way?

“kuroo…?” “(y/n). i’m sorry, but i can’t let you go. especially now when i know i have a chance. so please.” unbeknownst to the both of you, your heartbeats were almost identical on how fast it paced. 

“i...” you started. not knowing the right words to say. 

“i think we should… take things slow.” you look at him, giving him the smallest of smiles you can muster. “if that’s okay with you?” 

kuroo couldn’t find it in himself to suppress the wide smile that was plastered on his face. without another word, he pulled you to his chest. his laugh rang out the empty classroom. 

“god. i didn’t want to confess this way… but here we are.” kuroo pulled away and laughed. 

“don’t break my heart, kuroo.” you warned lightheartedly. he gave you a smile that was laced with all the adoration he felt for you before pecking raising your hand to his lips and kissing your knuckles. 

“i wouldn’t dream of it.”

suna:

the whistle was blown, signaling the end of their practice. you smiled in encouragement to the members who looked like they’ve gone through hell and back. from the intensity of their training, you would probably believe so. 

“nice work.” you say, handing atsumu his water bottle. the setter gave you a pat on the head before gesturing to suna who was wiping his sweat with a towel. “go talk to ‘yer loverboy.” 

you rolled your eyes at his statement, but walked towards the middle blocker anyway.

“nice work out there, rin!” you smile, giving him the water bottle that you prepared. of course, it was your own water bottle with the liquid infused with citrus. you thought about putting it in his, but then again, the water bottles were identical and someone else might drink it. 

“(y/n)~ why does suna get special treatment?” akagi whined. your eyes widened, not knowing that the libero was watching your interactions. 

“i want manager-san’s special treatment too!” ginjima whined as well, your face heat up at the sudden attention before the coach blew the whistle once more. 

“seems like break is over, be back later, (y/n).” suna stated, giving you back your water bottle and a quick pat on the head. your face heated up with the contact. 

“yeah.” you were in a daze, staring at suna’s figure as he went back to court. 

“‘yer staring, manager-san.” kita’s straightforward voice cut off your thoughts. “huh? what?” 

a smirk formed on kita’s face. “be careful, (y/n). ‘yer not being as cautious as before.” 

“what did you mean before? kita-san. i-” “liked our middle blocker since before you were our manager? i’m well aware.” if you and kita weren’t close, you would be scared on how he managed to catch on quickly with your stupid crush. “i’m right, aren’t i?” 

“i sometimes hate you, kita.” a scoff was heard from the bicolored male. “sure you do.” 

you and the captain went on with your banter. occasionally noting down some of the notable movements the team did in their practice. 

when the whistle was blown, that was then you realized that you have forgotten to fill up the water bottles once more. with a quick bow, you ran outside to fill it up with refreshing cold water. once done, you struggled to carry the weight of several bottles at once. 

“when do you plan on confessing to (y/n), suna?” you stopped in your tracks as you hear atsumu’s voice reverberate from the other side of the wall. 

“what are you talking about?” suna retaliated, voice deadpanned as usual. “come on, suna. don’t think we don’t see the way (y/n) has heart eyes for you.” you almost dropped the water bottles in your hands. your heart beat quick, realizing that suna was well aware of your crush on him. 

“so?” the same deadpanned voice answered. you felt saddened at the lack of emotion in his tone. “what do you plan to do if they tell you?” 

you weren’t prepared for his answer, you didn’t want to know.  

“i don’t know what you want me to say, i don’t like (y/n) that way.” fuck.

at this point, your throat felt clogged and tears were forming in your eyes. you always knew that you should have never let this small crush turn into something more, now you were here. feeling sad just because of your hopeless crush on the team’s middle blocker. 

you didn’t realize that you dropped a water bottle, when you looked down, you saw lemon slices floating around the water. as if it were mocking you. 

you sigh, picking it up. ‘one last time.’ you thought to yourself before entering the gym, pretending you didn’t just get your heart broken.

“no lemons this time?” suna asked as you gave him his water bottle. “didn’t find any.” you say as curt as possible before attending to the other members of the team to which the others found odd. 

since when was he the first one you tended to? usually you always placed him as last so you could talk to him more. maybe you just forgot? did something happen? 

either way, the team was in confusion with your sudden shift in attitude. especially suna, who has gotten used to your daily banter every training. 

the middle blocker shrugged it off before taking a sip of the plain water. maybe you just weren’t in the mood today? who knows. 

it wasn’t only today, but the next few days. suna began noticing how his interactions with you have drastically decreased, he never took notice of how much he actually craved your presence until you stopped giving him attention and began treating him like how you treat the twins. 

well, there wasn’t anything wrong with the way you treated the twins, but he thought he was special. he knows he was special, maybe that’s why he thought that you might have possibly liked him back. but why did you suddenly drift away from him? 

suna doesn’t remember anything that he could have possibly done for you to stray away from him. 

“good work.” “are we okay?” suna suddenly asked you, who was giving out his water bottle as per usual. “of course.” you say before plopping the bottle on his hand and moving on to the next member.

“relationship problems?” osamu teased as he went beside suna, sipping on his own water bottle. “shut it, miya.”

the middle blocker hated this. he hated how all of a sudden you pretended as if the both of you were only club mates and nothing else. 

but isn’t that what you were? you weren’t obligated to keep him company during breaks and talk about your guys’ days and plans. so why was he so bothered that you weren’t beside him?

suna had a thought, but he immediately crossed it off his mind because he knows it’s impossible. 

suna likes you, and you moved away even before he could act on it. 

“good wo-” “can we talk?” suna cut you off. you raised an eyebrow at him before trying to give him his water bottle. 

“i’m not taking that.” he huffed, before continuing. “give the others theirs first then get back to me. just like before.” startled, you wordlessly nodded before giving the rest of the members their water bottles. 

once you were done, you felt suna pull your wrist and dragged you outside. a knowing smirk invaded the twins’ faces as they saw the both of you leave. 

“suna-” “what is your problem?” your eyes widened at the sharp tone that suna gave you. 

“i have no idea what you mean.” “why have you been getting distant lately?” “i was busy, suna”

suna looked at you, knowing he isn’t buying a single word you say. he wanted to cringe at the way you called him by his last name, but he couldn’t afford to lose his composure. 

“we both know that’s absolute bullshit, (y/n).” you narrowed your eyes at his response. 

“why does it matter, suna?” you bit back,  having been fed up with this conversation. “i just want to know what i did that made you act weird around me.” 

you tense up, not knowing what to say next. you knew it was unfair to make suna feel as if he did something wrong, but you knew the more you acted upon your feelings, the more you won’t be able to move on. so with a deep breath you braced yourself for your next words. 

“you did nothing, suna.” you gave him a small smile. “that is just me trying to move on. so please, give me some time.” 

suna blinked. was that a confession? he couldn’t register it fast enough before he tightened his grip on your wrist. 

“(y/n)... what do you mean?” “i don’t want to repeat myself, suna.” you say, gently trying to take your wrist from him. 

“you like me back.” suna says, more to himself than to you. you gave him a look of disbelief. “don’t be ridiculous.” 

“no, (y/n). you like me back.” a small smirk was plastered on his face, you felt your face heat up. 

“i did.” you could barely see the way his smirk faltered. “did?” 

you sigh, wanting to get this over with. 

“i heard you say to the twins that you don’t like me in that way. and it made me realize that maybe i’ve been reading the signs wrong and you only like me as a friend.” you explain, effectively pulling away your wrist the moment he faltered in his grip. 

“no hard feelings, suna. i just need time to move on, and since we’re here now. can you please tell me to move on? just so i can have the closure i need.” you say. 

unbeknownst to you, suna only said that so the twins would leave him alone. he’s always liked you, even before you were their manager. and when you suddenly gave him special treatment, he felt as if you returned his feelings. 

now that he knows you like him back, the twins be damned. he can’t let you go. 

“be with me?” “did you not hear what i said? i said i’m trying to move o-” “no.” 

suna said, taking a step closer to you. “i said i didn’t like you that way because i didn’t want the twins knowing and potentially ruining my chance with you because we both know they’d never shut up.” suna started.

“i didn’t confess because i didn’t want to assume that you liked me the way i liked you. but god, whenever you strut in the gym and give me your stupid hello kitty bottle filled with lemon water. i couldn’t help but assume.” you make a face. “my hello kitty bottle is not stupid, rin.” 

suna smiled at the returned nickname. “and you didn’t assume. i really do like you back.” 

“so...” suna trailed off. “so…?” 

“do you want to go out with me, after training?” suna didn’t know where the courage came from, before he could shy away from his question. you gave him a smile, a small blush on your face. 

“i.. i’d love to.” 

“and will you bring back the lemon water. i miss the stupid hello kitty bottle.” he was hit by the arm as you pouted. “once again, my hello kitty bottle is not stupid, rin.” 

suna smiled before placing a hand on your head. 

“sure, (y/n).” 

note: i love suna i want him to trip on a rock

Kissing the enha boys!

genere! : fluff

pairings! : heeseung x reader, jay x reader, jake x reader, sunghoon x reader, sunoo x reader, jungwon x reader, niki x reader

warnings! : none

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LEE HEESEUNG

He acts like you are the one to need him at all times, while a minute ago he was almost begging you to have one kiss. Hee likes when you sit on his lap, hugging your waist tight. His head rests on your shoulder, head turned to yours, tickling your neck with his nose. "One qiuck?" he breaths onto your neck, placing pecks on your shoulder.

He likes them slow and long, only in private though. Holds your hand or waist, towering over you, and smiling down at you. He's also a fan of pecks on the lips.

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PARK JONGSONG

He calls your pretty little name with the prettiest smile ever, eyes squinted searching for your attention as you look at him. He reaches for your hand, pulling you closer by a strong grip. As soon as he thinks you're close enough he pouts and leans in for a kiss. He lingers on your lips longer than expected, but when pulling back the smile is still glowing as it was before.

Jay loves to kiss you on your forehead, temple. He feels like he can protect you with his small kisses when hugging you close. You can say he's addicted a bit, always hanging around your face, time by time pressing kisses to your lips.

SIM JAEYUN

He loves to catch you off guard. While you talk he leans in for a quick kiss, and you're standing there with wide eyes as he smiles at you. Or while sitting next you on the couch, you're on your phone and he kisses your cheek.

He holds your waist softly as he leans in for longer kisses. One thing he can't help is to keep a straight face. He smiles and giggles in between kisses.

PARK SUNGHOON

He stares.

When waking up in the morning, after you get ready a bit, but still in PJs, you slip back under the covers and get on your phones, while Sunghoon holds your hand during it. When he decides that he needs a kiss, he either leans in himself, or stare. He puts his phone down and turns his head to your direction. Straight face kept on, but he can't keep his eyes to himself. When he notices you're not really paying any attention to him, he gives your hand a squish to get you to look at him.

After that he immediately puts his lips on yours and softly move it with the rythm of you.

KIM SUNOO

Cannot keep his hands to himself. Whenever he invites you to a kiss with a warm smile, he pulls you in by your hand then place it on you to keep you close and even closer to him. He embraces the back of your head with his hand, the other resting on your waist. You can feel him smile into the kiss all the time. He's so happy and a cheered up after having moments like this with you.

He always has a pout on to get your attention. "Y/n, give me a kiss!" he's excited every single time about kissing you. Sunoo is always happy to kiss you.

YANG JUNGWON

Wonie prefers when you initiate a kiss. He's feels like he's being pushy if he tries to kiss you even when you reassured him about it multiple times. But you can tell anytime if he wants one or not. He's also not shy to tell you where. On the neck, his cheek, jaw, forehead, and his favourite, on the lips. He points there shyly, pouting his lips to give more clues hoping he is very clear about his need.

When he's sleepy and you cuddle, he doesn't hold back and spoils you, dropping kisses on top of your head, smelling your hair and smiling to himself.

NISHIMURA RIKI

Forces himself at you. He gets you to think of kissing him. His manipulating trick is to keep himself close to you, so you automatically need him. He keeps his face close to yours, rest his head on your shoulder when sitting o the couch, or when you talk to him he leans in extra close, sometimes taking a look at your lips while you talk.

When you really don't get the clue he does it himself, but you should know you are staying with him for minutes till he lets you go. Not like you mind it, he's very playful with it.

❣︎ ⎯⎯ your smile is my happiness .

PAIRING ! jay park x reader // GENRE ! fluff // WC. ! 0.4k

PROMPT(S) ! 16. taking a photo of them smiling or in their element ;; 27. randomly face-timing just to hear their voice/see their face // requested by a lovely anon <3 // 2k followers event

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“hey, love,” you started, a smile rising to your lips once jay’s face was revealed after the facetime call went through. “how was your day?”

“hi, it was okay,” jay answered, returning with a soft grin. “how ‘bout you? everything go okay today?”

“yeah, yeah, it was pretty good,” you responded, beginning to fiddle with a pen you had in front of you.

it was a long day for both of you after each of you had your own fair share of work to complete for the week, and all you were looking forward to was seeing his face, like having a sweet, refreshing popsicle on a warm, sunny day, a feeling of delight growing inside.

one of your favourite things about him was his laugh, but even more specifically, his smile. and every time he would lay eyes on you, you’d get to see that pretty smile of his, eyes crinkling into little crescents as his grin only grew wider.

and so as that favourite smile of yours painted his pretty face, contagious as it was, you couldn’t help the one that plastered your own lips, and you quickly used the opportunity to take a candid facetime photo of him, and it was nothing less than perfect. you couldn’t even begin to describe the feelings it brought about in you as you went to view it, a smile rising to your face that you just couldn’t contain at the sight.

“did you just take a photo of me?” your boyfriend asked with a chuckle after seeing the small pop-up message on his screen telling him so.

you let out some giddy laughter as you nodded, still staring at the pretty screenshot; however, as you did so and weren’t looking at the facetime screen, you ceased to notice that jay did the same for you, taking a photo of your smile that he found so utterly beautiful, a sight he would more than willingly set his eyes upon for hours. you were just gorgeous, and he loved seeing you happy.

this was the reason you two always looked forward to seeing one another at the end of every day, because whether it be through a screen or in person, you were each other’s source of happiness, and at the end of the day, to make you feel like all your stresses were taken away, even if just for a moment, all you needed was to see that pretty, little smile of his.

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one glow up people don't speak up about enough for me , heeseung. like it was crazy because the given taken era and drunk dazed era aren't that far apart but he changed so much, he was this cutie and then BAM SLUT and he's been terrorizing engenes since😭