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forever - hwang hyunjin

pairing - husband hyunjin x fem!reader

word count - 0.7k

The world outside was quiet, except for the soft rustling of the wind against the chapel’s windows.

You stood in front of the mirror, smoothing your hands over the delicate lace of your wedding dress, heart pounding in your chest.

This is it.

The day you had dreamed about since high school. The day you would finally become his forever.

A gentle knock at the door pulled you from your thoughts. “Come in,” you called softly, turning just as your best friend peeked in.

“He’s nervous,” they whispered with a knowing smile. “He keeps pacing back and forth, asking if you’re okay.”

You laughed, warmth spreading through your chest. That was so Hyunjin. He always worried about you whether it was when you were sick in high school and he showed up at your door with soup, or when you were stressing over college applications and he wrote little encouraging notes to sneak into your locker.

And now, even on your wedding day, he was still the same boy who had loved you so deeply for so many years.

“I’m ready,” you said, taking a deep breath.

As you stepped into the hallway, the distant hum of music drifted through the air. The ceremony was about to begin.

Standing at the end of the aisle, Hyunjin looked breathtaking. His dark hair was styled just enough to be elegant but still soft, the way you loved it.

His hands were clasped in front of him, but you could tell by the way he shifted on his feet that he was nervous. Then, his eyes met yours.

And suddenly, it was just the two of you.

The nerves melted away as you walked toward him, every step bringing you closer to forever.

His lips parted slightly, eyes shining with unshed tears, and when you finally reached him, he let out a shaky breath.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispered, just for you.

Your hands found his, and he squeezed gently, grounding you in the moment.

When it was time for Hyunjin to say his vows, he took a deep breath, his voice thick with emotion.

“You have been my best friend, my first love, my everything since we were just kids,” he began, his fingers trembling slightly in yours.

“I don’t know who I’d be without you, and I don’t want to know. You make my world brighter, my dreams bigger, and my heart fuller. I promise to love you, to cherish you, and to stand by you every single day for the rest of my life.”

A tear slipped down your cheek, and Hyunjin reached up to brush it away with a soft chuckle. “No crying yet,” he teased. “I haven’t even kissed you.”

The room filled with laughter, but all you could focus on was him.

Then, it was your turn.

You took a deep breath, squeezing Hyunjin’s hands as you steadied yourself.

“Hyunjin,” you started, your voice gentle but full of certainty, “I have loved you since we were just kids who didn’t know what forever really meant.

But with every year that passed, with every moment we shared, I realized forever means you. It has always been you.”

Hyunjin let out a shaky laugh, his grip on your hands tightening as his eyes shimmered.

“You are my best friend, my safe place, my home. You have been there for me in every way possible, making me feel seen, understood, and cherished. I promise to love you in all the ways you’ve always loved me fiercely, endlessly, and with all that I am. I promise to choose you, every day, for the rest of my life.”

Hyunjin sniffled, laughing softly as he wiped at his eyes. “Now you’re making me cry,” he murmured, and the guests chuckled.

When the officiant finally said, “You may now kiss the bride,” Hyunjin didn’t hesitate.

He cupped your face with both hands and kissed you like it was the first and last time, pouring years of love into that single moment.

The cheers and applause faded into the background as you smiled against his lips. “We did it,” you whispered.

Hyunjin grinned, pressing his forehead against yours. “We’ve always been meant to.”

And as you walked hand in hand down the aisle, surrounded by friends, family, and endless love, you knew this was only the beginning of your forever.

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I’ve decided to remove natty from my smau due to the kiss of life drama and because I didn’t agree with what they did and how they acted its was honestly very offensive to the black community and I just don’t agree with their decisions so the next update will take a few days because I need to replace her with another character so I’m sorry but it has to be done.

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old habits die hard - park sunghoon

pairing - ex!boyfriend sunghoon x fem!reader

word count - 2.2k

warnings - smut (MDNI), swearing, begging, oral fem receiving, teasing, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), cumming inside, and drinking.

You stared at the half-empty glass of whiskey in your hand, the amber liquid swirling like the memories that refused to stay buried.

A year. It had been a year since you and Sunghoon had called it quits, yet here you were, sitting in the same dimly lit bar you used to frequent together, nursing the same drink, and nursing the same ache in your chest.

He walked in like a storm, his presence undeniable even before you saw him. The bell above the door chimed, and the air seemed to thicken.

Your eyes flicked up, meeting his across the room. Sunghoon’s gaze was intense, his dark eyes smoldering with a mix of anger and longing.

He hadn’t changed much still tall and lean, his hair styled just so, his jawline sharp enough to cut glass.

He wore a leather jacket that hugged his frame, and Your fingers twitched with the memory of tracing its seams.

You looked away first, taking a long sip of your whiskey. It burned your throat, but not as much as the sight of him did.

You knew you should leave, knew this was a bad idea, but your feet felt rooted to the spot.

Sunghoon made his way through the crowd, his movements purposeful. He slid into the booth across from you, his scent a mix of sandalwood and something distinctly him invading your senses.

“Y/n,” he said, his voice low and rough. “Fancy meeting you here.”

“Small world,” you replied, your tone cool, though your heart was anything but.

He leaned back, crossing his arms over his chest. “You’re still drinking whiskey. Straight, no chaser. Just like old times.”

You shrugged, your grip tightening on the glass. “Old habits die hard.”

“Yeah,” he said, his eyes narrowing. “Some habits never die at all.”

The silence that followed was heavy, charged with unspoken words and unfinished business. You knew you should tell him to leave, knew you should walk away, but the pull between the two of you was magnetic, irresistible.

“You look good,” he said finally, his voice softer now, almost tender.

You rolled your eyes. “Spare me the small talk, Sunghoon. We both know why you’re here.”

He smirked, that familiar crooked grin that used to make your knees weak. “Do we?”

You met his gaze, your heart pounding. “Don’t pretend you don’t know. We’re like a bad habit, aren’t we? We keep coming back to each other, even though we know it’s toxic.”

Sunghoon’s smirk faded, replaced by a look of raw vulnerability. “Maybe we’re not meant to be good for each other. Maybe we’re just meant to be.”

Your breath hitched at his words. You wanted to argue, to tell him how wrong he was, but the truth was, you felt it too.

The connection between the two of you was undeniable, a fiery thread that refused to be severed.

Before you could respond, he reached across the table, his fingers brushing yours.

Electricity sparked at the contact, sending a jolt through your body. “Come home with me,” he murmured, his voice a whisper.

Your chest tightened. You knew this was a mistake, knew you’d wake up tomorrow filled with regret, but the temptation was too great.

“You know I can’t say no to you,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper.

He stood, offering you his hand. You took it, your fingers lacing with his, and felt the familiar pull of gravity drawing you toward him.

You left the bar in silence, the rain still pounding outside, mirroring the storm brewing within you.

The drive to his apartment was short, but it felt like an eternity. Your mind raced with thoughts of what awaited you, the passion and pain that always seemed to intertwine when you were together.

By the time you reached his door, your nerves were frayed, your body humming with anticipation.

Sunghoon unlocked the door and stepped aside, gesturing for you to enter.

The apartment was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of him. Your heart pounded as you stepped inside, your senses overwhelmed by the familiarity of it all.

He closed the door behind you, the sound echoing in the silence. Without a word, he pulled you into his arms, his lips crashing down on yours.

The kiss was fierce, desperate, like you were trying to consume each other whole. You moaned, your hands tangling in his hair, your body pressing against his.

Sunghoon’s hands roamed over you, his touch both rough and worshipping.

He backed you against the wall, his body pinning yours, his lips trailing down your neck. “Miss me?” he growled, his breath hot against your skin.

You shivered, your head falling back as he kissed and nipped at your sensitive spot. “Shut up,” you managed, though your voice was shaky.

He chuckled, the vibration sending tingles down your spine. His hands slid down your body, cupping your ass and lifting you against him.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, your core aching with need. “Take me to bed,” you whispered, your voice hoarse.

Sunghoon carried you to the bedroom, his lips never leaving your skin. He laid you down on the bed, his eyes dark with desire as he looked at you.

“You’re still so fucking beautiful,” he murmured, his fingers tracing the curve of your jaw.

Your cheeks flushed, but you didn’t look away. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

He smirked, leaning down to kiss you again. The kiss deepened, your tongues tangling in a rhythm as familiar as it was intoxicating.

Your hands roamed over his body, your fingers tracing the muscles of his back, the ridges of his abs. You wanted to feel him, to taste him, to lose yourself in him.

Sunghoon broke the kiss, his breath coming in ragged gasps. “I’ve missed this,” he said, his voice thick with emotion.

Your heart ached at his words. You knew you were playing with fire, knew this would only end in heartbreak, but you couldn’t stop yourself. “Me too,” you admitted, your voice soft.

He nodded, his eyes searching yours. Then, without another word, he began to undress you, his movements slow and deliberate.

You shivered as his hands brushed against your skin, your body trembling with anticipation.

When you were finally naked, Sunghoon paused, his gaze raking over your body with hunger.

“Fuck, Y/n,” he breathed. “You’re perfect.” you blushed, your cheeks heating under his intense scrutiny. “You’re not so bad yourself,” you teased, your fingers tugging at the hem of his shirt.

He smirked, pulling it off and tossing it aside. His body was just as you remembered lean and muscular, every inch of him a temptation. Your mouth watered as you took in the sight of him, your fingers itching to touch.

Sunghoon joined you on the bed, his body pressing against yours. He kissed you again, his hands roaming over your body, his touch sending sparks of pleasure through you.

You moaned, arching into him, your need growing with every passing second.

His lips trailed down your body, kissing your skin, his tongue leaving a trail of fire.

You squirmed, your breath coming in short gasps as he teased and tormented you. “Sunghoon,” you whimpered, your hands tangling in his hair. “Please.”

He smirked against your skin, his lips curving into that familiar crooked grin. “Begging already? We’ve barely started.”

You groaned, your body buzzing with frustration and desire. “You’re killing me,” you muttered, your voice laced with desperation.

Sunghoon chuckled, his breath hot against your ear. “That’s the idea.”

His lips continued their downward journey, his tongue tracing the curve of your breast before closing his mouth around your nipple.

You cried out, your head falling back as pleasure exploded through you. His mouth was magic, his tongue and teeth sending you spiraling into a world of sensation.

He alternated between your breasts, his hands roaming over your body, his touch both gentle and firm.

Your hips bucked against him, your core aching with need. “Sunghoon,” you moaned, your voice a plea. “I need you.”

He looked up at you, his eyes dark with desire. “Not yet,” he murmured, his lips brushing against your stomach.

You whimpered, your body trembling with anticipation. You knew he was torturing you on purpose, drawing out the pleasure until you were begging for release. But you also knew that when he finally gave in, it would be worth the wait.

His lips trailed lower, his breath ghosting over your core. Your breath hitched, your body tensing as he teased you with his tongue, his lips brushing against your most sensitive spot. “Sunghoon,” you gasped, your hands gripping the sheets.

He smirked against your skin, his tongue dipping between your folds. “Say it again,” he murmured, his voice a whisper.

“Sunghoon,” you moaned, your body arching off the bed. “Please. I need you.”

He chuckled, his breath sending shivers through you. Then, without warning, his tongue plunged deep inside you, his mouth sucking and licking with expert precision. You cried out, your body convulsing as pleasure washed over you.

His fingers joined his mouth, sliding inside you as he continued to eat you out. You world narrowed to the sensation of his touch, your body spiraling into a whirlwind of ecstasy. “Sunghoon,” you gasped, your voice a broken whisper. “I’m close.”

He hummed against your skin, his tongue flicking your clit with deliberate slowness. “Come for me, Y/n,” he murmured, his voice a command. “Let me feel you fall apart.”

His words sent you over the edge, your body shaking as your orgasm ripped through you. You cried out, your voice echoing in the room as you rode the waves of pleasure.

Sunghoon didn’t let up, his mouth and fingers relentless until you were a quivering mess beneath him.

When you finally came down from your high, he kissed his way back up your body, his lips brushing against your skin with tenderness.

Your heart ached as you looked at him, your body still buzzing with the aftermath of your release.

He hovered above you, his eyes searching you. “Your turn,” he said, his voice low and rough.

You smirked, your fingers tracing the lines of his jaw. “I’m not the one who’s been begging.”

He chuckled, his lips brushing against yours. “Touché.”

Your lips met in a slow kiss, your bodies moving in sync as you explored each other with a familiarity of years together.

Your hands roamed over his body, your fingers tracing the contours of his muscles, your touch both playful and adoring.

Sunghoon groaned, his body tensing as you teased and tormented him. “Y/n,” he muttered, his voice a warning.

You smirked, your lips brushing against his ear. “What’s the matter, Sunghoon? Can’t handle it?”

He growled, his hands gripping your hips as he rolled them over, pinning you beneath him. “Oh, you’ll see what I can handle,” he promised, his voice a whisper.

Your heart raced as he positioned himself between your legs, his eyes locked on yours. You reached down, your fingers wrapping around his throbbing cock, guiding him into your entrance. “Now,” you whispered, your voice a plea.

He thrust into you in one smooth motion, his eyes closing as he filled you completely. You moaned, your body stretching to fit him, your walls clenching around him.

Sunghoon’s breath hitched, his forehead resting against yours. “Fuck, Y/n,” he groaned. “You feel so good.” You smirked, your hands tangling in his hair. “I’ve missed this,” you admitted, your voice soft.

He nodded, his eyes searching yours. Then, without warning, he began to move, his hips snapping as he thrust into your with relentless force.

You cried out, your body meeting his rhythm, your nails digging into his back as he pounded into you.

The room was filled with sounds of passion your moans, your gasps, the noise of your bodies moving together.

You world narrowed to the sensation of him inside you, his cock filling you completely, his touch sending your spiraling into a world of pleasure.

“Sunghoon,” you gasped, your body trembling on the edge of another orgasm. “I’m close.”

He growled, his thrusts becoming more urgent. “Come with me, Y/n,” he commanded, his voice a whisper.

His words sent you over the edge, your body convulsing as your orgasm ripped through you. You cried out, your voice echoing in the room as you rode your high.

Sunghoon followed, his body tensing as he thrust into you one last time, his release spilling into you with a groan.

When it was over, you lay tangled together, your bodies glistening with sweat, your breaths coming in ragged gasps.

As Sunghoon falls asleep, you grab your belongings and head out. This wasn’t the last time, even if you tell yourself it is.

old habits die hard.

@millalune please don’t translate or plagiarize my work!

You sat across from Heeseung. His eyes, usually sparkling with mischief, were now narrowed with concern, his brow furrowed as he leaned forward, elbows resting on the table.

“So,” you began, your voice steady but laced with a hint of nervousness, “remember how I’ve been acting a bit off lately? There’s something I need to tell you.”

Heeseung’s gaze sharpened, his posture stiffening slightly. “Yeah, I’ve noticed. You’ve been… distant. What’s going on?”

You took a deep breath, your fingers tracing the rim of your cup. “Like seven months ago, I found out that jinyoung cheated on me. With Yeji, of all people.”

The words hung in the air, heavy and uncomfortable. Heeseung’s expression darkened, his jaw clenching as he processed what you’d just said. Yeji—your friend of ten years, someone you’d trusted implicitly. The betrayal was written all over his face, his protective instincts kicking in like a reflex.

“What the hell?” he muttered, his voice low and dangerous. “That’s… that’s fucked up. Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

You shrugged, a small, mirthless smile playing on your lips. “I know, I know. It’s fucked up, right? But here’s the thing—I’m over it. I’ve moved on, and I don’t give a shit about him or what he did. But you, on the other hand, are pissed for me. I can see it in your eyes.”

Heeseung leaned back in his chair, his arms crossing over his chest. “Damn right I’m pissed. You’re my best friend. Anyone who hurts you, I’m gonna have a problem with. And Yeji? Of all people? That’s just… low.”

You nodded, understanding flashing in his eyes. “I know you’re protective like that, and I appreciate it, I really do. But you also understand why I kept it a secret from you. You can be a bit too much sometimes, and I didn’t want you going off on him or causing a scene. I didn’t want it to become a bigger deal than it already was.”

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Yeah, I get it. I’m… intense. But still, you should’ve told me. I would’ve been there for you, no matter what.”

“I know,” you replied softly, reaching across the table to squeeze his hand. “And that’s why I’m telling you now. I need you to be here for me, not as my protector, but as my best friend. I’m okay, Heeseung. I’ve dealt with it. But I need you to understand that I’m not looking for revenge or drama. I just need you to laugh with me, make fun of his tiny dick, and move the fuck on. Deal?”

Heeseung’s lips twitched into a reluctant smile, his anger melting into something softer, more understanding. “Deal. But seriously, if you ever need me to kick his ass, just say the word.”

You laughed, a genuine sound that eased the tension in the air. “I’ll keep that in mind. But for now, let’s just focus on the fact that I’m better off without him. And Yeji? Well, she can deal with her own mess.”

He nodded, his expression turning thoughtful. “You’re handling this way better than I would’ve. I’d probably still be fuming. But you’re right—laughing about it is way better than letting it eat you up.”

“Exactly,” you said, picking up your latte again.

The conversation flowed easily after that, the weight of the revelation lifting as you both poked fun at your ex’s flaws. The tv’s background noise seemed to fade into the distance, leaving just the two of you, laughing and joking like old times.

As the afternoon sun dipped lower, casting long shadows across the room, Heeseung leaned back in his chair, a satisfied smile on his face. “You know, I’m glad you told me. Even if it took you seven months.”

“Me too,” you admitted, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. “It’s not easy talking about it, but having you here, laughing with me instead of getting angry, makes it feel… lighter. Like it’s really in the past.”

He reached across the table again, his hand covering yours. “That’s what I’m here for. To laugh with you, to make fun of idiots, and to remind you that you’re way too awesome to waste time on someone like him.”

You smiled, gratitude swelling in your heart. “Thanks, Heeseung. You’re the best.”

“I know,” he said with a wink, his usual playful tone returning.

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