𝑙𝑖𝑎

HOW SWEET

( ꩜///꩜;) ⠀ ── ⠀ 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗑

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the sweet summer buzz rang through your ears, loud enough to ring through the walls of your apartment. it was sweltering — boiling even, beads of sweat rolling down your neck and chest. the lousy fans you had brought from your old apartment did nothing cool you off, your ac having broke down hours prior to the rising heat.

you couldn’t bear to work in the heat, the feverishly high temperature making it difficult to even think. so far, you were the only one in the building with no air. were you willing to take the chance of going to your neighbor’s apartment and asking for a moment at their place? the answer was yes!

you plucked up your laptop, phone, and keys, locking your door behind you as you fled from your oven-like apartment. the cool air of the hallway made you shiver, but it was welcomed, your free hand patting away the drops of sweat on your neck with the back of your hand.

then it hit; you didn’t know anyone else in the building besides the stupidly handsome new guy that lived on the floor below yours. you bumped into him a few times while doing laundry or when picking up mail, and each time he had some sort of lollipop in his mouth. you hated it — it made his lips incredibly tantalizing, seeing how pretty and plump they were. it had you fantasizing about how good of a kisser he might be, if he pulls that is. everything about him screamed charmer, so there was no doubt he was a ladies man.

as you made your way down to his apartment, which coincidentally located under yours, you had hoped he would let you stay for a bit so you could complete a report for work, or maybe just a few minutes to indulge in the chilling, breezy air of his apartment.

apartment 109, it’s what he said his apartment was when he first introduced himself. that was the only thing you could remember, his name just a funny ringing in your ears when you shared your first interaction with him. you found yourself standing outside his door, too scared too knock. and when you were about to knock, the door opened. it was not him? some other dude, someone you didn’t recognize, had opened the door and he nearly walked into you, too busy talking to whatever his name was.

“oh, shit. i’m sorry,” he said, a thick australian accent seeping through his words. “are you here for sunghoon?”

so that was his name!

you bowed your head as a response, holding your laptop close to your chest, shying in the presence of who you assumed was a friend of his.

“oh, bet! lemme call him over.” and so he did, a bit too loudly for your liking. he excused himself and left, sunghoon walking to the door. when he saw you, he smiled shyly and leaned against the doorframe.

“oh! yn, right..?” he questioned, a popsicle in his hand. his lips were glossy from it, you could tell by how the fluorescent lights of the hallway shone down and reflected off them. his lips were just as pretty as you remembered them.

you blinked away the silly daydream that started in your head, nodding and smiling stupidly at him. god, you were starting to feel a little eager right now. and not in a good way.

“uh, yeah! i was just wondering if i could work here for a little? my ac broke and you’re the only other person i know in the building.”

he pursed his lips and hummed, thinking whether or not he should let you in. he did feel bad, it was a hot day and having a broken ac isn’t ideal. and well.. how could he deny someone as gorgeous as you?

he stopped leaning against the frame, motioning for you to enter with his hand. “come on in, pretty.”

pretty? you? called? he? the name caused your cheeks to burn furiously, thank god he didn’t notice. or so, you thought he didn’t.

he did notice, a triumphant smirk on his face as he closed his door.

to say you got work done was a lie. you were in the living room, sat on his black leather couch, while he was in his kitchen, doing god knows what. cleaning maybe? you didn’t care, not when your eyes kept focusing on him, him and the way he enjoyed the stupid popsicle while he cleaned with one hand. the way he savored the ice pop, watching how his adam’s apple bobbed as he did so, made your throat run dry. it was all so teasing to you, as if he knew you were eyeing him.

you swallowed hard, blinking rapidly a few times before typing up something on your laptop. no matter how hard you tried, though, your eyes always landed on him. and he noticed.

he glanced over at you, and when he saw the way you looked at him, a smirk slowly crept onto his lips.

“you good there?”

you blinked rapidly again. shit.

“ye- yeah, i’m fine.” you lied, mustering a smile that you hoped convinced him you were truly alright.

“riiiight,” he dragged out the “i,” pointing the iced treat at you. “you want some?”

maybe a popsicle could satisfy the odd desire you had. maybe you were just craving something sugary and cool. yeah, that was it! this heat was making you dizzy. wait, was it the heat that made you dizzy or was it the look he was giving you currently? no, it was definitely the heat.

you accepted his offer with a short nod, continuing your work before he handed you the oh-so sweet treat you’ve convinced yourself you’ve been pining after.

except he didn’t give you a fresh-out-the-wrapper popsicle. he sat down and held out his popsicle, the pink and yellow ice pop in your sights now. gazing at how close you were now, your heart beat increased.

“wh- what’re you doing?” you leaned back in shock, placing your laptop next to you on the couch.

his lips formed a small pout. god damn it, how was he so cute?

“you said you wanted some right?” he ran the cold treat against your bottom lip, coating it with its sweet syrup.

he brought the popsicle back to his lips, softly suckling it, his adam’s apple bobbing again. his chocolate brown eyes were on you, watching the way you gulped hard again.

was he getting a kick out of this? it sure seemed like it with the way he smirked again, not taking his eyes off you as he continued savoring the popsicle. your heart beat increased, and you swore it could explode with the way he’s teasing you right now.

“want another taste?” the brunette tauntingly waved the popsicle around, the sly smirk on his lips never faltering.

in a trance, you nodded, his words going in through one ear and out the other. his words rung through your ears again, just like they did when you first met him. too dazed to even care, you leaned in to meet his lips.

his right hand cupped your cheek, his lips pressed against yours as he closed the gap between the two of you. his left hand held that godforsaken popsicle, which he was hesitant to let go of.

his movements were languid, as if he were trying to rile you up. his lips were sticky, as expected from the way he [ word ] the popsicle. but it was tasty. intoxicating. dream-like, even. it had you aching for more, your kisses growing desperate and hungry for more of him. it’s not everyday you get to kiss the pretty boy from apartment 109, and you wanted to take advantage of this magical moment.

while the two of you graciously explored each other’s mouths, you carefully situated yourself on his lap. you were uncertain about taking it too fast, but that small worry of yours bubbled away when sunghoon placed his hands under your thighs, pulling you closer to him, the ice pop landing on his wooden floors with a soft thud.

your hands found their place in his hair, a growing temptation to tug at it. you couldn’t deny that his tresses were silky to the touch, and a part of you wondered what reaction you’d garner if you did pull on it. giving into the temptation, you gently grasped his locks, a low groan rumbling past sunghoon’s lips.

his hands trailed up your plush thighs and to your waist, a delicate grip on your hips. the feeling of his soft hands caused goosebumps to rise against your skin, a shiver running down your spine. his touch made your stomach bubble with anxiety and excitement, thoughts of what might come later racing through your mind.

the popsicle was long forgotten, a puddle of sickly sweet syrup pooling on the floor as the two of you continued your sugary exchange, the taste of strawberry lemonade lingering in both your mouths.

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PERFECTION

- 𝑵.𝑹𝑲 (𝑩𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔)

• Bfriki! Who is big on physical affection/touch but only when his members are over or you guys are alone.

꒰ 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖼𝗄 ꒱ ──── 想家

⊹ 𝗍𝖾𝗑𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 “𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗆𝖾 𝗎𝗉”

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cute

# ONE … TWO .. UP !

⸺𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁, 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗋𝗉𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖾

it was no surprise your boyfriend was super fit.

heeseung hit the gym everyday, but on days when he didn’t feel like leaving you he always worked out from home. home workouts were fun for heeseung, he got to spend time with you, as well as getting workouts done to remain in perfect shape.

heeseung’s room was filled with dumb bells, extra weights, a pull up bar, and a barbell. you sat on his bed, watching heeseung lift the barbell, laying flat on the barbell bench.

𝓟𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐄 ୨୧ 𝐏𝐒𝐇

it’s too fucking hot.

you’re sticking to your sheets as you blast your air conditioner at the highest possible setting.

though it proves to be useless against this stupid heat wave.

you have a large cup of ice water to your side, the ac on blast, and even a fan directly next to you. though nothing can compare to the coldness of sunghoon’s room, since he invested in a stupid (better quality) air conditioner that cost him a good couple hundred dollars.

you think you might faint at ten, so you swallow up your pride. walking up to sunghoon’s room and reluctantly knocking on the door.

“i knew you’d come around,” sunghoon says when he opens the door, a teasing smirk on his face, “and oh look, you’re even dressed all pretty for me.”

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GENTLEMANLY ACTS ✶ 엔하이픈

he is a textbook gentleman, always watching out for you in the smallest ways. he would make sure to walk along the curbside of the road, walking slightly in front of you to shade you from the sun if it gets too hot; he would place his hand around the edge of the table when you dip underneath it to pick something up, making sure you wouldn’t accidentally hit your head against it; and he would always open the doors for you, letting you walk in first with a smile and a soft, “after you, love.”

when he shares an umbrella with you, he would tilt it over to your side, making sure you’re covered completely, even if his side gets drenched by the rain. “what are you doing?” heeseung asked, watching you push his hand that was holding the umbrella away from you. “you’re getting wet.” you said with a slight frown, earning a light laugh from your boyfriend. “i’d rather get wet than risk you getting sick.” your frown deepened, but before you could protest, his arm suddenly wrapped around your waist, pulling you flush against his body. “if you’re so worried, then just stick closer to me sweetheart.”

it brings him so much joy watching your face light up into a smile as you enjoy the food he made for you, giving him a kiss on the cheek in gratitude. sometimes when it’s his day off, he would prepare a packed lunch for you, slipping in a handwritten note with a sweet message that never fails to brighten up your day. it got to the point that even your friends got jealous, and jay started to get complains from their boyfriends about setting the standards too high.

you have to be mindful whenever you tell him you like something though, because he is 100% the type of boyfriend to stock up on your favourites. “jay? what’s all this?” you asked with your brows furrowed together, pointing at the large crate of mangoes on the dining table. “oh, you really liked the mangoes from last time, so i bought more.” jay smiled proudly. “but a whole crate?” you laughed in disbelief, tapping his nose lightly, “dummy, we can’t finish this all!” jay only shrugged, smiling as he hugged you close, “but you can have as many as you like this time.”

THIS!!! IS!!!! SO!!! CUTE ENOUGH RN

: “OUR THING”

lee heeseung — monthly movie day

— what started as an excuse to stay in bed all day, eventually turned into something you both looked forward to every month: movie marathon day. in the weeks leading up to it, you and heeseung would create a long list of everything you wanted to watch together in preparation. rarely did either of you venture out from the bed, preferring the comfort of being tangled together under a pile of cozy blankets.

this is actually so cute stop

SCHOOL BOYFRIEND JAKE who first became your tutor because he wanted to get to know you better, knowing you loathed physics. this was the perfect opportunity to get you behind closed doors.

SCHOOL BOYFRIEND JAKE who invited you over to his house for a study session, only to open his door to you shirtless and in low sweatpants—knowing exactly what he was doing with the smirk on his lips.

SCHOOL BOYFRIEND JAKE who just couldn’t resist you and kissed you so hard he left a bruise on your lip. he apologized with yet another kiss, and another one after that claiming he was a remedy.

SCHOOL BOYFRIEND JAKE who confessed in the most cliche way.

I AM ACTUALLY GIGGLING LIKE A MF BIRD. THIS IS SO GOOD ><

BEAUTIFUL ⋆ 정원

“it’s beautiful, isn’t it?” you murmured, gazing into the far horizon where the golden glow of the setting sun began to fuse with the dark, calm waves of the ocean.

“yeah.” jungwon hummed in agreement, though you could feel his gaze trained to the side of your face instead.

you tilted your head towards him curiously, watching his faint smile spread into a wide grin when your eyes met his.

a gentle ocean breeze ruffled through his hair, and you thought that he looked more endearing with his hair slightly tousled. the warm sunlight landed perfectly on his features, and it was almost unfair how pretty he looked: eyes reflecting the hues of the sunset, cheeks flushed a light shade of red. you wondered if it was simply an aftermath of spending a day under the scorching sun, or if it was from the same butterflies swirling in your stomach.     

it took you a few moments to realise that you’ve been staring openly at him, and you quickly turned away at the realisation.   

jungwon, however, had no plans to look away.

you spent the next few minutes trying your best to ignore the fact that he was now staring brazenly at you. the sound of the waves crashing against the shoreline became muffled in the back of your mind, and you soon came to realise that you weren't the strongest soldier when it came to matters involving him.

“what’s wrong?” you broke through the silence, hoping the red hue of the sun would mask the blush creeping up your face. 

SHUT UP I FEEL LIKE OMFG STUP SHUT UP I LOVED THIS

# ENTOPIA — @ JlHEON 1K EVENT ꣑୧

I LOVE BEABADOOBEE. i don't know if this is apparent by my theme but one of my all time favorite artists is bea! i've written and have drafts based on her songs & thought it would be fun for people to do the same :D

joining , , worth it + jake ! | tagging , , @luvlyhee @bunnbam @fleurre @sunrenity

FUMIGATED KISSES.

SUM. reaction to you trying the spray trend on them.

a/n: sorry for the half assed super late work, ik it's not my best work and i hope i’ll be able to do better next time

이희승

“Babe! Can you come here for a second?” when you call out for him by his name all of sudden in the bathroom, and he’s there in an instant, ready to serve you in any way you require. He almost comes rushing to you, asking, “Yes, Love? Is anything wrong?” “Ah, I got this spray that says unscented but there's definitely a smell I swear!” As he leans in to get a whiff of the scent, your lips touch his all unannounced, and you couldn't help but let out a giggle, swiftly pulling back. He’d be caught off guard initially, but melting right into the unexpected kiss. However he attempts to play it cool, trying to hide his surprise with a smirk as he leans down to capture your lips again, this time with a deeper kiss, pulling you closer by your waist, effectively silencing you. “It isn't unscented, by the way. They lied to you, sweetie,” his breath warm against your ear, and whispers softly, your heart flutters in response, a rush of warmth spreading through your body, leaving you feeling both flustered and delighted.

I LOVED THIS SHUT UP OMFG THE HEESEUNG ONE????? SHUTU UP RN

rich boyfriend! jake

"i wish you were here, jake," you say softly, your voice carrying a hint of longing as you gaze into your phone's camera.

jake's smile softens, his eyes momentarily drifting away from the camera. he adjusts his position, his laptop open in front of him on the kitchen table. with a thoughtful expression, he starts typing on the keyboard before finally looking back at you.

"say no more," jake replies, his voice filled with quiet determination. "i'm booking a flight right now."

your brows knit together in surprise, a mix of emotions flooding your chest. "wait, what?" you exclaim softly, leaning forward as if to catch his words more clearly. "jake, you don't have to do that. it's such a long trip."

jake's gaze meets yours unwaveringly through the screen. his expression is resolute yet tender, the glow of the screen reflecting in his eyes. "nothing is too far when it comes to you," he says earnestly. "i'll be there soon."

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hi guys. once again this was for me. NOT ZEHRA REVEALING ME AND JAKE'S RELATIONSHIP STOP

upside down kiss.

the rain was being extremely irritating. you were shivering as cold droplets fell on your skin — but you couldn't care less. not when your lips was pressed against his. the red mask pulled up to his nose, not letting you see any further of what spiderman could look like.

it was your thank you to him after saving your life multiple times. the first encounter was during a convenience store robbery. you were crouched down behind one of the aisles, trying not to direct attention to yourself as the masked hero conversed with the robbers.

"what a bunch of idiots..." heeseung mutters as he walks past you. you assume he notices your presence when he suddenly stops in his tracks. "it's safe now, y'know?" he says, offering his hand to help you up. you accept, of course, raising yourself slowly as you try not to panic.

OG SPIDERMAN 🔛🔝 AND OMFG THE KISS??? YOU HAVE TO SHUT UP RN

ribbons ✶ nishimura riki

EACH MORNING, YOU SIT at the vanity, light filtering softly through the window. the room fills with the gentle rustle of fabric as nishimura riki chooses a ribbon from the collection. his fingers, deft and careful, weave through your hair, pulling strands into delicate braids and knots.

"hold still," he murmurs, the corners of his mouth lifting in a small smile. you do, letting the warmth of his touch and the quiet intimacy of the moment envelope you. the ribbon slides through his fingers, vibrant against the dark silk of your hair, a perfect contrast that makes you feel like a piece of art.

he steps back, eyes scanning his handiwork with a satisfied nod. "there, perfect," he says, placing a gentle kiss on the crown of your head. you catch his reflection in the mirror, his eyes filled with affection and a hint of pride.

"why do you always do this?" you ask softly, turning to look at him.

his grin widens, playful yet sincere. "because i love making you look even more beautiful," he replies, threading his fingers through the finished braid. "and i love the way you smile when you see it."

you smile, the simple joy of his attention and care making your heart flutter. with each ribbon he ties, riki's love is woven into every strand, a testament to the quiet moments that bind you together.

you smile, the simple joy of his attention and care making your heart flutter. with each ribbon he ties, riki’s love is woven into every strand, a testament to the quiet moments that bind you together.

"plus," he adds, leaning in close, his breath warm against your ear, "i just love seeing you happy."

you laugh softly, turning to kiss his cheek. "you always know how to make my day."

riki chuckles, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "and i always will."

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THIS WAS ALSO FOR ME. THANK YOU

pretty please ✶ lee heeseung

s  —  heeseung wants to kiss you so badly.

p boyfriend! heeseung x female reader  .  g  fluff, est relationship  .  w  kissing  .  wc  346 (0.3k)  .  bookshelf

LEE HEESEUNG WATCHES YOU intently, his eyes tracing every movement of your hand as you apply a fresh coat of lip gloss. the soft light of the room glints off the glossy finish, making your lips appear even more irresistible. he shifts closer, the subtle scent of his cologne wrapping around you like a warm embrace.

"can i kiss you, pretty please?" heeseung's voice is a soft murmur, full of longing and a hint of mischief.

you pause, holding the applicator mid-air, and glance at him with a raised eyebrow. "no, heeseung. can't you see i'm in the middle of putting my lip gloss on?"

he pouts, his shoulders sagging slightly. "but i haven't kissed you all day!" his voice carries a playful whine, and his eyes sparkle with a mix of frustration and affection.

"you kissed me an hour ago," you remind him, trying to maintain a stern facade but failing as a smile tugs at the corners of your mouth.

"an hour feels like a lifetime," he counters, leaning in closer until his face is mere inches from yours. you can feel the warmth of his breath, the anticipation crackling in the air between you.

"you won't let me finish, will you?" you say, finally lowering the tube and meeting his pleading eyes. his expression is so earnest, so filled with longing, that you can't help but relent a little.

heeseung's face lights up with hope, his pout turning into a small, mischievous grin. "does that mean...?"

you nod slightly, a playful glint in your eyes. before you can say anything else, he captures your lips in a kiss that is both gentle and fervent, as if he's been waiting for this moment all day. the taste of your lip gloss mingles with the kiss, sweet and intoxicating, making you forget why you resisted in the first place.

when he finally pulls away, his eyes are sparkling with triumph and adoration. "worth it," he whispers, and you can't help but laugh softly, your heart fluttering with the same affection that shines in his eyes.

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HI. THIS WAS FOR ME ya'll are lowkey making me get biased wrecked by hee atp