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⋅ ⎯ ✈︎ enhypen's jungwon | g. fluff 、gn!reader 、no warnings ! | s. jungwon hugs you for a little longer than he usually does ! | wc. ~0.2k !

양정원 — yang jungwon

"how was music bank?" you asked jungwon as he walked in the door.

he takes off his shoes and begins walking towards you, "it was good, but it was also tiring." he hugs you from behind as you put dishes away.

his head placed gently on your shoulder and his arms wrapped around your waist.

"why don't you wash up and i'll meet you in bed?" you ask him as you put the last of forks in the drawer.

he shakes his head softly, "i just want to stay like this for a little bit."

you turn around you wrap your arms around him, "tired?"

he nods his head and closes his eyes as he stood there. "always so comforting being around you."

you smile and leave a kiss on his forehead, "go wash up baby, i'll give you all the cuddles you need in bed, okay?"

jungwon nods before kissing you on your lips and walking towards to the bathroom.

it didn't take long for jungwon to sink the bed besides you wrapping his arms tightly around you.

"did something happen at work?" you ask turning around as the boys eyes closed. he shakes his head and moves a little closer.

"i just missed you."

you nod and place another kiss on his forehead as your fingers reached to his hair to brush through it.

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CALLING THEM PRETTY BOY

HEESEUNG had just finished getting dressed and was checking himself out on the mirror, making sure he looked alright. “you look pretty,” you come up behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist. there’s a fond look in his eyes when he looks at you, raising his brows in satisfaction at your compliment.

“hey, pretty boy,” you call out in a greeting. JAY immediately makes a face, but the closer he gets, the more visible the red on his cheeks is. he wraps you up in his arms, his face in your hair to hide the smile threatening to break out. it’s no use because no matter how much he tries to hide it, you know how much he loves it.

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s you see jay's wallpaper for the first time g fluff p jay x reader

you rested your head against jay's shoulder while he flipped through tons of movies. it was a rainy day, which meant nothing to do. jay suggested a cuddle time and you immediately agreed.

you closed your eyes and listened to the rain hit the windows and hit the floor. it was quite soothing.

jay had finally found a movie to watch so you opened your eyes. the movie started off kind of slow so you closed your eyes again. suddenly jay shifted and started to move away from you.

"what are you doing?" you asked. "i'm going to pop some popcorn, i'll be right back." you nodded and layed your head back on the couch.

you watched the movie for a couple of seconds but then jay's phone started ringing. you quickly searched for his phone until you found it. you didn't recognize the number so you declined the call but when you did you noticed jay's wallpaper.

you stared at it for a moment. a smiled crept on your face as you looked at the picture on his screen. it was a picture of you. it was your birthday the day the picture was taken. jay had put icing on your face and took a picture of you.

you stared at his screen for a while. joy and happiness spread through your body. you didn't expect him to have you as his wallpaper but knowing he did had you feeling very loved.

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if it’s not too much trouble, could I request us doing face-masks with Tsukishima or Akaashi? Either or both is fine, I have zero preference!

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It started with a panda.

Or rather, it started with you, lounging on the couch with a ridiculous animal-print face mask plastered to your face, scrolling through your phone like nothing was out of the ordinary. You wore it like a second skin—completely unbothered, completely at peace.

And then Tsukishima walked in.

He froze halfway through the doorway of your shared apartment, one brow raised as he took in the sight of you in your oversized hoodie, face glistening with a panda-shaped sheet mask.

“...You good?”

“Thriving,” you said simply, not even bothering to look up.

He didn’t respond right away. Just dropped his bag by the door and walked in with that usual lazy gait, eyeing you like you were some sort of cryptid he wasn’t sure how to handle.

“You look ridiculous,” he said eventually, standing behind the couch now, arms crossed.

You peeked up at him with a smirk. “That’s rich coming from someone who used to wear sport goggles indoors.”

He narrowed his eyes at you. You stuck your tongue out.

“Is this one of those self-care things?” he asked, nose wrinkling slightly as he stared at the mask. “Like cucumbers-on-the-eyes and bath bombs?”

“Exactly that,” you nodded. “Except these ones are more fun. They have animals on them.” You pointed to the half-empty package on the coffee table. “You wanna be a tiger or a polar bear?”

He stared at you.

You stared back.

“Absolutely not,” he said flatly.

“You’re doing it.”

“No, I’m not.”

“Yes, you are.”

You were already peeling one of the masks from its packaging with careful fingers, holding it up like a peace offering. It was orange-striped with little ears on top. Then you reached behind you and grabbed a matching tiger-print headband, complete with pointy ears.

"And this," you said, holding it up triumphantly. "To keep your hair out of your face."

He looked positively scandalized. "There is no way I—"

"Oh, you are," you cut in, already nudging it toward him. "C'mon, Kei. Don't you want the full experience?"

He looked at the headband, then at you, then back at the headband like it personally offended him. But when you wiggled your brows at him and smiled with full confidence, he muttered something under his breath and snatched it from your hand.

"You owe me so much for this."

"Add it to my tab."

He rolled his eyes but said nothing as you helped him unfold the mask and carefully place it over his face.

“Okay, hold still. It has to line up with your eyes… okay, a little to the left—no, my left… there.”

You leaned back to admire your work. Tsukishima, volleyball star, tall and smug and forever exasperated, now sat beside you wearing a bright orange tiger face mask that made his scowl look ten times funnier.

“...You look adorable.”

“I look like a joke,” he said dryly.

You took a photo.

“Delete it.”

“Never.”

Despite all his complaining, Tsukishima stayed there with you for the full fifteen minutes, arms crossed and huffing dramatically every so often. But he didn’t move. And when you started scrolling through your phone again, his thigh pressed just a little closer to yours.

And when the timer went off and you both peeled the masks off with grossed-out noises, you glanced at him with a grin.

“So?”

“So what?”

“Do you feel refreshed and radiant?”

Tsukishima rolled his eyes. “I feel sticky.”

You laughed and leaned over to kiss his cheek. “You’re glowing, tiger boy.”

He shook his head but didn’t push you away. In fact, a small, reluctant smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Maybe face masks weren’t the worst way to spend a lazy evening.

❣︎ ⎯⎯ by your side .

PAIRING ! jay park x reader // GENRE ! fluff // WC. ! 0.2k

PROMPT(S) ! 1. smiling at each other from across the room ;; 8. embracing them from behind // requested by a lovely anon <3 // 2k followers event

A/N. ! hope you guys like this one :))

music surrounded your bodies as you swayed your hips to the addictive rhythm emitting from the speakers.

jay watched you from the end of the room, watching you dance happily and naturally to the music, enjoying the moment.

your eyes eventually met, and your already wide smile grew even larger, seeing your boyfriend as he was looking at you, almost mirroring your joyful expression. but after only a mere few seconds, you turned back around, aware that jay’s eyes were still very much on you and your figure.

after a few moments of enjoying the time you had dancing by yourself, everything suddenly felt much more right and complete as you felt jay’s arms snake around your waist, embracing you from behind.

he rested the side of his head on yours, both of you swaying in time with the music and with each other.

your heart filled with contentment, and you relaxed in his hold.

no words needed to be shared as all the communication was exchanged through your gazes, similar to how your eyes had exchanged particular messages just moments before. and for the remainder of the evening, you two danced in each other’s hold, never wanting to let go, and wishing this moment could last forever.

A/N. despite this one being short, i hope y’all still liked it <3 feedback and reblogs as always are rlly appreciated !! <3 love u <3

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pairing: heeseung x reader

warnings: reader being down bad and insane, pretty suggestive, breeding joke

[ 12:42 AM] — it was official, you were done.

you sit in front of your laptop, hands on the keyboard as you softly tap your fingers against the keyboards. it was the only thing that could be heard. your eyes were on the side, thinking what else to do, but all in your mind was sleep.

thank god for lee heeseung.

he walks in, soft footsteps coming near and then it stops. you feel a soft peck on your head. you sigh, closing your eyes as you tilt your head upwards. and heeseung being the affectionate he is, presses kisses all over your face. with one final kiss on the bridge of your nose, he scoops you in his arms after closing your laptop. he brings you to the bathroom, sitting you on the counter as he puts some cleanser on his hand, rubbing his hands together as it lathers. heeseung then brings his hands to your cheeks, spreading it all over your face as he gently scrubs your face.

you don’t love to admit it, but sometimes, you just want to be pampered by your boyfriend. you were independent, heeseung knows that. but he also loves the times you would just give in to him. it’s not much, but he loves these moments.

he rinses your face, grabbing a towel to gently dry your face. you sigh, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as you press a kiss against his neck. he softly smiles, kissing your cheek as he wraps his arms around your waist, carrying to your bedroom. heeseung turns off the lights, closing the door as he lays on the bed with you on top of him.

you sigh in satisfaction, snuggling further into his warmth. “this is nice,” you mumble and heeseung hums, kissing your head. “can we stay like this forever, seungie?” you softly ask. you really want to. in his arms, no worries, no problems. just warmth and peace.

and he felt just the same. “i would love that, darling.”

❣︎ ⎯⎯ under a shared umbrella .

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

PROMPT(S) ! 25. sharing an umbrella ;; 29. nudging them to show they are right beside them // requested by a lovely anon <3 // 2k followers event

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under the chilliness of the wet air, and enjoying the quietness of the empty park, sunghoon stood, waiting for you with an umbrella in hand as he held it over his body to keep himself dry.

and suddenly, he felt a heavy knock to his side.

“hi,” you said innocently with a wide and playful smile on your lips. “have you been waiting for a long time?”

he just looked at you, admiring you with love in his eyes and a small smile on his lips before he used them to capture your own.

not expecting the sudden loving contact, your shoulders tensed up for a moment and your eyes widened just slightly before relaxing under his touch.

he was missing you so much and it was driving him crazy, and so with your lips finally on his, he put his occupied arm down, lowering the umbrella and dropping it on the ground before he wrapped his hand around your waist, pulling you into him.

raindrops hit the top of your heads and your arms, wetting your skin, but neither of you gave a care to the world; you just enjoyed the moment. society may find this kind of scene cliché or cheesy, but you two cherished the moment—basked in it—only pulling each other closer.

it was only after a few moments that the cold snapped sunghoon back to reality, removing him from euphoria with you as soon as he pulled away a few inches.

his eyes were still on your lips, and you stared at him confused, wondering why he pulled back.

“we should go,” he whispered.

“why?” you responded softly, staring at his lips too.

he pressed his forehead onto yours, replying, “as much as i love this romantic atmosphere, it’s cold out here, and i don’t want you getting sick.”

your eyes crinkled as a smile reached your lips, and you complied with a single nod.

sunghoon then knelt down slightly, picking up the umbrella before holding it over you both (but mostly over you if anything).

you wrapped your arm around his, sharing warmth with one another after now understanding what he meant when he mentioned the cold.

and with that, you two began walking, with each step, returning closer to the bustling city where you two resided.

excitement grew within sunghoon’s chest, as he couldn’t wait to get you home and get right back to where you two left off.

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ATLAS & THE WORLD

📄 ◜ ──── 𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗮 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗴𝘄𝗼𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀.

ʬʬʬ. 2024 pairing. yang jungwon x (f)oc!member req. mila obsessing over jw shoulders cw. minor suggestive ( LIBRARY )

MILA WAS NOT SOMEONE WHO OFTEN FELT SMALL, but whenever she was in her boyfriends’ arms, the fact that she towered over the female population meant nothing. And she found even those among her boyfriends who were close to her in height still possessed a broadness in their build that perfectly complemented Mila’s frame.

Exhibit A: Yang Jungwon.

When Mila first met the boy, her eyes were instantly drawn to his face — the feline shape of his eyes, the roundness of his cheeks, and the way his irises resembled boba in the way they reflected the light ever so cutely. But soon enough, Mila starting noticing that a lot of things about Jungwon were not cute in the slightest. His shoulders were the most prominent example of such. They were broad as the ocean, and when Mila found herself enveloped in his arms, it felt like she was being drowned in his presence.

Mila found herself tracing those shoulders for the nth time, measuring the span of them with her palms in the same way she used to measure the distance between countries on a globe when she was younger. Jungwon watched her with hooded eyes, hands resting on her lower back as she sat on his lap, his back against the headboard and their foreheads resting against each other.

“One…” Mila stretched her hand across Jungwon’s left shoulder. Marking the spot where her middle finger rested on his collarbone, she shifted her palms so that it measure beginning from the marked spot. “Two…”

Mila repeated the measurement again, whispering lowly as she counted. Jungwon breathed in deeply at the feeling of her soft hands searching his bare skin while his shirt left discarded beneath hers, right next to her bed. His chest was flush against hers, their hearts beating in sync with one another. A testament to the way they existed as one.

Mila smiled as Jungwon closed his eyes, releasing a sigh of contentment when she leaned down to place soft kisses across the span of his shoulders. “Did I mention how much I love your shoulders?” Mila whispered, a smile on her lips.

Jungwon chuckled. “A few times.”

Mila thought that Jungwon’s proportions defied all logic and physics. He had a waist that girls would kill for and shoulders that overshadowed even his hyungs. She would be lying if she didn’t find herself shamelessly eyeing the silhouette of his frame when he wasn’t looking, remembering all the times she would grip onto them as he held her up by the thighs, her legs wrapped around his waist; the times when he would hover over her as she lay beneath him, his shoulders hiding her from the eyes of the world.

But there was more to it than just that, Mila thought as she let her hands glide across the length of his shoulders.

He was a leader of a group of nine, despite being one of the youngest members — and goodness knew how heavy the weight of the burden was. These shoulders of his carried the weight of a responsibility that most people his age could never imagine. These were the shoulders that her head had rested on the nights when her head felt too heavy to keep up on her own; the shoulders that had supported her in times of weakness.

Mila softly kneaded his shoulders, thumbs rolling out the knots in his muscle from the long day of practice. Jungwon hummed in pleasure at the feeling of her hands massaging him, the tension from today leaving his body. “That feels nice…”

Mila smiled. “Good.” She placed a kiss on his cheek as his breathing slowed, the spell of sleep starting to take its effect. “You should get some rest, baby. You’ve had a long day.”

Jungwon mumbled incoherently, his face burying itself in her shoulder, letting her carry him for once. Because unlike Atlas, who carried the world on his shoulders, Jungwon wasn’t alone — and Mila would make sure it stayed that way.

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