[8:23 A.m.] From Where You Were Sitting Cross-legged On Your Bed, You Could See Your Boyfriend Fumbling

"so... how's work?"

you accidentally click the edge of your wine glass against your teeth as you tip it back, jarred by the strange question from the man standing at your side. you swallow the tiny mouthful of wine you manage to sip, turning to look at suna in bewilderment.

"work?" you ask him incredulously. "why are you asking me about work?"

suna rintarou doesn't care about what you do for work. truthfully speaking, you're not sure he even knows what you do for work—you certainly don't remember ever telling him, and the memory would stand out quite starkly considering all you ever seem to do when you run into him is bicker with him uselessly.

suna is a friend of a friend. or a friend of some friend's ex. or something. all you know is that every so often the two of you end up at the same social event, and there's something about the guy's face that just... makes you want to pick a fight.

and he has yet to turn down your instigation.

your friends all think it's funny—like you're some kind of comedy duo, and this is your special bit—but you don't see the charm in the slightest. you suspect they've started inviting you both to events just to have some entertainment.

"what?" rintarou asks, fiddling with his cellphone in his hand—pinching it between his thumb and his ring finger while he twirls it with his index. "i'm not allowed to ask about work? isn't that normal small talk for a christmas party?"

you're a little taken aback by his words. first of all, because he's right (which you hate). second of all, because he seems strangely defensive about it.

"normal for other people, maybe," you mutter, more to yourself than anything, before taking another tiny sip of wine. you swallow it, but somehow it doesn't help the dry feeling in your mouth. you're not sure you like this particular wine, you think, as bitterness clings to your tongue. "work is... fine."

suna perks up beside you at that, and you feel his eyes on your profile like he's waiting for you to go on.

"things get, uh... things get slow this time of year, so I'm mostly just answering stupid emails and ordering gifts online while i sit at my desk." you swirl the glass of wine in your hand, watching the way that the light catches in the deep red surface. "my section chief has kids and loves the holidays, so she's been pretty checked-out lately, herself. makes it easy to get away with slacking off."

you risk a glance over at him, and are somewhat dismayed to find him listening intently.

"must be nice to get a little break," he offers.

"yeah, i guess," you reply. your words are in agreement with him, but still your brow furrows.

what the fuck is going on?

you look around the room, as though checking for a hidden camera, or some other sign that might give away what the hell this guy's motives are. but around you is simply a room of friends enjoying each other's company—sipping drinks; eating finger foods the hosts had been carefully set out to graze on; chatting amongst each other about their lives, their holiday sweaters, their work.

everything seems totally normal, other than what's transpiring in the quiet corner where you and suna rintarou find yourselves standing side by side.

"how is... your... work?" you manage to ask, though it sounds as though the question is pulled from you with considerable effort. stiff and strained in every way a question so innocuous doesn't have any right to be.

suna laughs a little under his breath, masks it with a clearly fake cough, and then rests his hand over his mouth. he's smirking. you know he is. he's revelling in every second of your discomfort like the twisted little freak he is.

you're about to tell him as much, but he cuts you off.

"it's good," he replies to your pained question with an unexpected sincerity. "we're coming up to the half-way point in the season, so training is still pretty intense. we do get a day off for the holiday though."

right, he's a volleyball player. you'd learned that upon your first meeting, before your opinion of him was quite so hostile. you remember thinking at the time that he looked like a volleyball player—tall, lean, with big hands that made the beer can he'd been holding look almost laughably small in comparison.

you glance down at those hands again, still idly fidgeting with his cellphone. he's not drinking a beer tonight, and you wonder if maybe it's because he's in the middle of his season.

you think about asking him.

but you don't.

suna seems to be waiting for you to say more, but when you don't, he continues on the conversation himself. "i thought about taking the train to hyogo for the day, but it wouldn't really make sense just to go visit for a few hours."

you take another sip of your wine. you decide that you do not in fact enjoy it.

you hum a bit, ditching your mostly full glass on the edge of a table that rests within reach. "tough to just make a day trip, especially since the weather's so..." you trail off, gesturing vaguely with your now empty hand in a way that's supposed to indicate the unreliability of the winter climate.

suna laughs.

you look at him in confusion.

"the weather?" he asks you, rubbing at his mouth again like he trying to hide the expression underneath his fingertips. it might work if his eyes didn't crinkle at the corner when he smiles. "we're talking about the weather now?"

your lips part indignantly at his jibe. he's the one who'd initiated this hellscape of small talk, and now he had the nerve to chide you for it?

"oh, i'm sorry," you guffaw, feigning remorse, "is there some pressing matter you'd rather discuss?"

rintarou dips closer to you from his greater height, and the fact that he's so much taller than you are only irritates you more.

"there is actually," he says with a nod.

"oh, yeah?" you roll your eyes, gearing up for a fight. you turn to face him properly, tilting your chin up to meet him eye to eye without wavering. "and what's that?"

"are you aware that we've been standing under mistletoe for the entirety of this conversation?"

you slowly look overhead.

like something out of a horror film, you find that for once in his life (or at least the few months you've known him) suna's chosen to say something factual. overhead, a little bundle of mistletoe has been affixed to the ceiling with a piece of tape that seems to barely be hanging on—the decoration at risk of falling at any moment.

you feel sick.

"so what?" you ask him, swallowing down that feeling of dread and maintaining (what you hope is) an air of indifference.

"so that means we're supposed to kiss," he tells you matter-of-factly, almost a bit pointedly, like he can't believe you didn't know.

"i'm aware of that," you hiss. "i don't, however, bend to the whims of plants, as a general rule."

"weird rule," he remarks, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his jeans.

you feel a throb of irritation behind your eyes.

"you're the one who came over here to bother me," you point out. "if you knew there was mistletoe hanging up there, that means this is your fault."

suna shrugs a bit.

you keep going, your pulse thrumming beneath your tongue and fanning the flames of irritation churning in the pit of your stomach.

"if anything, that makes you the weird one for coming up with some scheme to trick me. we're not children. if you wanted to kiss me so bad you could have just aske—"

"can i kiss you?"

what?

"i asked if i can kiss you," rintarou says, and you're not sure if that means you voiced your thought aloud or it was just plainly written across your face. he inches closer to you, and though you would usually shift away to accommodate for the intrusion, the table where you'd discarded your glass of wine keeps you mostly trapped in place. pinned. cornered. "you said that if i wanted to kiss you, i should ask. so, i'm asking if i can kiss you."

why?

suna sighs after a moment of contemplating the look of abject shock on your features, slumping forward and resting his forehead on the wall beside your head, caging you against the wall with his lanky frame. you can't breathe with him this close—too startled by the proximity and the warmth radiating from him to even think about drawing air into your lungs. too confused by this entire situation to meet your basic human needs.

"you really don't get it, do you?" he asks quietly. he's so near that you feel his words more than you hear them—especially since they were spoken so quietly just next to your ear.

"get what?" your own voice sounds distant—sounds strange—to you when you finally manage to speak.

suna pulls back just far enough to meet your gaze, and you're shocked to see just how pink his face is. he looks mortified—and desperate—as his eyes find yours. he tilts his face towards you, and when he speaks again you feel the warmth of his breath break against your lips.

"you're the only person in this room who i'd enjoy listening to talk about the weather."

and it's not until much later, when the lingering bitterness from the wine has been replaced by something much sweeter (though entirely unexpected) on your tongue, that you realize rintarou was the only person in the room tall enough to reach the ceiling.

a/n: for nana, who forced me to write this entirely against my will but whom i love dearly in spite of it

.  ⋆ Hyunjin & Felix ･˳ ⋆

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it's always the dance racha fics that get me crying in early mornings LIKE SGKEGSKWG

corona borealis, lfx

✧ genre/tw rambly soul-crushing fluff, one sweet kiss!!, lovely as a pet-name, felix being an undeniably sweet bf like always and hearing a bedtime story <3 , largely unedited.

✧ w/c 952 <3

✧ a/n definitely not brought on by asea felix are you kidding... he's so lovely i just had to dawdle on about it somewhere so here you go! also, the thought of telling lix a bedtime story makes me wanna cry i hope i'm not alone. mwah!!

His arm is hot around you, keeping you safe from the scary silhouettes the shadows bring, and the night is breathing. A group of you had come to this little campground for a night away from the city lights, and while the two of you are alone you can still hear the rest of the boy’s nighttime sounds mixing in with crickets and critters. 

Your boyfriend stands beside you, listening intently as you tell him stories of the stars. Usually, these tales come from the comfort of your bed–rustling under covers and speaking into his mouth, sharing breath and love until you fall asleep, tracing false shapes in the plastic stars adorning your ceiling. But tonight, under the cover of a too cold darkness you tell him his bedtime stories beneath the sky. 

His face is tilted up, looking to see where your fingers are pointing, and the soft glint in his midnight eyes makes you pause. You’ve never known someone who looked so alive, someone with a sun for a soul. Felix has the brightest smile you’ve ever seen, alight with joy and senseless mischief–eyes wide with wonder at the constellations rising above him. 

Looking at him is dizzying; that feeling when you put your arms out and spin so fast you fall, a carousel going so round and round. You feel like flying, rising up like the moment Icarus’ wings took him up and away. 

Sometimes you wonder if it’s normal to feel like this… if everyone in love feels as though they are the creator, the inventor of such depraved desire and compassion for another. Surely, you must be the first–no one else had felt Felix’s fingertips on their skin or his lips sweetly drinking them in. How could someone say they’ve encountered a deeper love than this when your sweetheart is the embodiment of love, Venus as a boy. 

He turns to you in your moment of hesitation, smiling at you with all the care in the world. He loves you endlessly, burns for you and the soft caress of your affection. You can tell he doesn’t know why you stopped speaking, but he’s happy just the same–sharing your space and time, living in this moment with you. He remembers the first time you told him a story, speaking the words softly, he thinks he fell in love right there. 

“What’s that one?” he asks, catching your still raised hand in his own. 

“Oh, it's a crown, see?” you can see his eyes tracing the points, finding the shape that connects the points together. “It’s Ariadne’s wedding tiara, she was a princess of Crete who helped Theseus slay her brother the Minotaur Asterion. After they escaped the labyrinth, the prince left her on the Island of Naxos where she was found by Dionysus,” 

“He left her there?!” he gasps, your sweet boy forever confused by ill intentions, even in a story. 

“Yeah, he’s so lame, right? Anyway, after the God finds her on his island they fall in love and eventually marry… the crown was her wedding present, and after she died Dionysus flung it into the sky to honor her.”

Felix is quiet for a long time after this, inhaling the story with all the deference you deserve. After every narrative he takes his time to think about how he feels about it: the first time you finished a movie with him and he was quiet for fifteen minutes before he told you he liked it, he is like that now. Quietly staring at the sky, not ignoring you for his hand still made its path up and down your arm and you know if you called his name he’d answer, but you don’t want to interrupt his silent seeking. 

His life is noisy, spirited, and wonderful in all the ways a beautiful boy like him creates, your infatuation came in chaos–in mindless chatter and kitchen counter dance parties, but you fell in love in silence. In the moments when the world was quiet and all you could hear was his heartbeat, the drawling intake of his lungs filling and releasing. You adore his voice, but just existing with him, sharing the same air would be lovely enough for a lifetime. 

Finally, after minutes of staring ahead, he speaks–softly but with no less intensity, 

“If something were to happen to you I would make you into a constellation.” 

His eyes, bright with longing stare into yours, and you know he’s not being funny. He means it with all of him, means it with every atom of his being. 

Shocked and in love with him you laugh, bursting with fondness never hidden. “I love you too,” you say, for you know that's what he means. A love that spills from his veins whenever he thinks of you, so massive and consuming that the words aren’t enough. “I’d make a constellation for you too, it’d be the prettiest one in the whole sky.” 

When he moves closer to you, you can feel the smile radiating on his shadowed face–sweeping his grin over the plane of your cheekbones. Scorching your skin where his lips touch, a traveling forest fire of kisses. When his journey ends, sliding his mouth over yours the flames grow, getting taller and taller as his caress goes deeper. 

The night is chilly, but there is no need for a coat when his arms are around you–sweeping you into his embrace with only the stars to watch. 

“Lets go to bed, lovely” he muttered, breathing through open-mouthed kisses and shared smiles. Leading you to where your tent lies, to where stories and sleep await you–love and life and dreams filled with him, your constellation of a boy. 

© LUVTAK 2024

je t’aime.

➞ pairing: best friend!heeseung x gn!reader.

➞ prompt/type of au: “ah, pretty, why are you blushing this hard? all i did was say ‘i love you’ in french.”

➞ genre: fluff. kinda bff2l implied?? shrugs.

➞ w.c: 0.8k words.

➞ tw: one (1) swear word. heeseung being flirty (heeseung himself is a big warning…)

ela says💬: happy v-day! this is so self-indulgent like,, the chokehold this man has on me?? impressive. anyways, this is small, but i hope you like it nonetheless^^ / feedback is always welcomed and deeply appreciated<3

DAY 1 OUT OF 7 — the season of love. ♡

“Y/n! Can you come here for a second?” Your best friend’s voice echoes through your shared apartment, so accommodating some dishes you just finished washing and drying inside the cupboard, you turn around and start making your way towards him.

“Coming!”

Entering Heeseung’s room, you see him sitting right beside his desk on his office’s chair, a small, mischievous smile adorning his pretty lips. His dirty-blonde hair is sticking everywhere, but it makes him look so cute under the dimmed lights of the place. He’s wearing that damned sleeveless white top he hasn’t let go since he bought it, and you wouldn’t admit it out loud because you knew you would be targeted to endless teasing, but he looked really good (but it’s Lee Heeseung we’re talking about here, he always looked good with everything), and his reading glasses are perched on his pretty upturned nose. There’s plenty of notebooks thrown around along with books on his work table, his laptop placed right in the middle of the chaos, a word document opened and displaying thousands of words, of what you assume, is his homework.

“What’s up, Hee?” You walk to him to pat his head in an endearing way, making him giggle a little. Sitting on the corner of his bed, you give him a curious stare, making him bite the inside of his cheek at your cute face.

Heeseung clears his throat, pointing behind his shoulder and towards his laptop. “I was doing my french homework, mind me if I practice some words with you?”

The boy gets closer to you after you shake your head in a negative manner, muttering under your breath a small confirmation, “go ahead.” Heeseung takes this as a cue to get closer, since he was now a few meters away from you. You could feel that familiar warmness exuding from his frame, the faint smell of his musky cologne filling your senses and making your head start to feel dizzy.

The boy gets a soft hold of your hand so he can start playing around with your fingers absentmindedly, while he looks you dead in the eye with something between the lines of playfulness and child-like feeling hiding behind his pretty brown orbs.

“Bonjour,” he starts, tilting his head a little in expectation at your answer. Laughing, you nod your head. You would be lying if you said you were an expert in knowing a different language, barely managing to speak your mother tongue in a not-so perfect manner, but you weren’t that clueless, so of course you knew what that word meant.

“Bonjour.”

You repeat his greeting nonchalantly, and Heeseung giggles once again, flashing his beautiful smile at you. Being so entranced by his natural beauty, you don’t even notice him getting much closer than before, knees brushing against the other, one of his hands ghosting over your thigh as he tries his best to keep a neutral face.

“Mon amour,” Heeseung whispers in a soft manner, his gaze never leaving yours as he brings your hand closer to his face. “Je t’aime.”

Then, he does the unimaginable: Heeseung leaves an endearing kiss right on your knuckles while never breaking the eye contact with you, making your breath hitch in your throat and thousand butterflies erupt in your stomach at the simple, but lovely action.

There’s a silence that keeps prolonging itself the more the two of you just stare at each other, the dimmed lights not allowing you to seize in his reactions.

Before you can open your mouth to question him further about what the fuck happened just seconds ago, the boy starts chuckling, letting go of your hand (you’d be lying if you said you weren’t feeling disappointed at this) and getting a hold of chin with his pointer and thumb fingers.

“Ah, pretty, why are you blushing this hard?” The boy says as he tries his best to fight back the smirk that was threatening to form on his face, a teasing tone lingering behind his words. “All I did was say “I love you” in french.”

You felt like choking with your own air at hearing that. Playing it down with clearing your throat, you scoff at him as you look away from his stupidly attractive face.

“Fuck off!— Don’t do that. Stop.”

Heeseung gives you another boyish laugh, “don’t do what, exactly? Do I stop calling you pretty? Or… Do I stop telling you ‘I love you’ in french?”

You don’t answer him, but it’s still enough of a reply for him when you try to play it down by rolling your eyes.

Standing up, the boy walks to you and leaves a chaste kiss on the crown of your head. You hear him mutter something along the lines of “you’re so cute,” and then, he turns around and starts walking towards the kitchen, sparing you the aftermath you were probably feeling because of the small interaction you just had (and to also calm down the erratic beating of his heart at his sudden boldness.)

Heeseung knew what he was doing, of course he knew the effect he had on you.

It made him happy to know that there was some kind of hope for the silent feelings he has held for you for so long now.

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hybe's picnic episode

! reminder that binna (trainee from i-land) is a part of le sserafim !

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"Let's just be who we are," Jay repeated.

"Let's carry Della then," Sunghoon blurted out.

"Eh?" Della looked at him with a confused smile.

[ ???? ]

"We'll carry you like you're our queen," he grinned.

"So you'll sit on our arms then you act all cool," Sunoo elaborated for him.

"Me?!" her eyes widened. "There would be so much attention on me!"

[ Placed on a pedestal ]

"Yah, you're our centre and only girl. You always have so much attention on you," Jay pointed with a chuckle. His comment made Heeseung, Sunoo, Jungwon and Della laugh.

[ Kang Della: ENHYPEN's Visual, centre and only girl ]

"Ten seconds. That's it," she agreed, still laughing a little.

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"Let's hide behind tall sunbaenims," Jiwon strategised to her group. "We're one of the-"

"Wahh!" two of her members suddenly exclaimed.

[ ???? ]

A different camera angle showed some of the fromis_9 girls looking at Della in disbelief while the girl had a confused face.

"You're so tall!" Jisun exclaimed, coming closer to Della.

"Oh my God!" Chaeyoung, who was the tallest, was even surprised. She gasped when she came closer to Della and found their height difference quite visible.

[ Della's tall height caught the attention of the girls ]

"She's taller than me," Yunjin whispered to her group with wide eyes.

[ Forgot about the drinks ]

"Is everything okay? What happened?" Na PD asked.

"No! We're okay!" fromis_9 yelled back.

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"Della Della, is there anything you want here?" Jake asked Della, who was standing near the can cooler but not close enough to see the contents. "There's Pocari."

"Ooh! I want Pocari," Della answered. "Pocari and cold water, but I don't think I can freeze with seven kilos in one hand."

[ One hand is occupied with coffee ]

"I'll get you water," Heeseung and Jungwon answered together. The game starts again and the two raced to grab a litre pack each.

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"You don't wanna try?" Heeseung pointed to the limbo challenge against Kazuha.

"I'm not that flexible, darling," Della laughed.

[ Can't beat a ballerina of 15 years ]

The editors knew how the company didn't want the next clip put in, so they thankfully didn't.

"Yeah, ninety centimeters is almost half your height."

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"I can open my mouth wide but not for that kind of sna- OW!" Jungwon walked all the way to the back of Della's seat to hit her shoulder.

Because they wouldn't only be watched by Engenes and were surrounded by so many artists, he hit her extra hard.

[ SMACK ]

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"Jump rope?! Jump rope?!" Yunjin got confused when she saw her mission. Her first instinct was to run to her team.

[ Yunjin is running with a straight face ]

"Jump rope? I can't do it," none of the members looked confident.

"DELLA! Della Della Della!" Binna and Kazuha pointed to the left.

[ Suggests ENHYPEN's Della ]

To help a possibly shy Yunjin, Binna got up to help her too.

"DELLA-YAA!" the two girls ran to Enhypen's tent. "We need you!"

Della quickly got up and ran to the field behind Yunjin.

[ LE SSERAFIM asks ENHYPEN's Della for help ]

"What was it?" Sunoo asked Binna.

"Jump ropes," she chuckled.

"Ahh!" then it suddenly hit the boys. "She's not that good at jump ropes though?"

"She's not?!" Binna's eyes widened. "Ah.. Yunjin-ah, I'm sorry.." Enha couldn't help but laugh.

[ Binna made a mistake ]

"She can probably do it."

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[ At that moment, ]

"Unnie, I can't do double-under..." Della embarrassingly told Yunjin. "My members can, it should've been them," she pointed to her tent.

[ Yunjin almost brought the right person ]

"Ahh..." Yunjin nodded slowly. "But you can jump rope, right? None of the members can."

"I'm not that good at it though.." Della looked at her with pity. "Can you change?"

"Can I change?" Yunjin asked Chaeyoung and Seungkwan.

"Can you do double-under?"

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"I'm not good at tongue twisters," Seungkwan told Chaeyoung.

"I'm willing to switch. Do you have good diction?" Chaeyoung asked Della.

"Uh! I do!" Della was excited to not do jump ropes.

[ She has good diction ]

"She's our main rapper," Jungwon suddenly joined in.

"Uh! She has really good diction!" Yunjin placed a hand under Della's chin.

"I can do double-under, I was in the jump rope club."

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"You're really.. REALLY tall," Chaeyoung held onto Della's arms.

[ Still on the topic of Della's height ]

"REALLY," Yunjin tagged along. "How tall are you?"

"I'm 173," Della lied.

"Woah!" Chaeyoung covered her mouth.

"There's no way, I'm 172 but we have a noticeable height difference," Yunjin shook her head.

"I just measured two days ago, so-"

"And I did too! I'm DEFINITELY 172 cm," Yunjin pointed to herself.

[ What is Della's height? ]

"You're 173?" Seungkwan couldn't help but intervene.

"Mm," Della gave one nod. Seungkwan moved a bit closer to Della before returning to his place.

"You don't look that far from me though?" Seungkwan looked confused. "I'm 174 cm and wearing insoles."

[ The mystery will continue again soon.. ]

Della just decided to chuckle it off and hope that no one brings it up again. Not that it makes her uncomfortable, but because the company doesn't want people to know of her actual height.

Besides, the game is about to start.

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"Maybe I should've brought you," Jungwon covered his mic and whispered to Della, who was doing the same.

"You want me to arm wrestle with Baekho?" she looked at him in surprise.

"No no, I'm sure one of the members will challenge you just as an excuse to hold hands," he smirked.

"Aishh," she nudged his shoulder with her own. "I'll probably go against another girl."

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[ fromis_9's mission is a person with good diction ]

"You have to succeed in five seconds," Na PD explained.

[ She gets cheers from both teams ]

"KANG DELLA! KANG DELLA!" the boys of Enhypen cheered while fromis_9 kept yelling a 'fighting!'

Della managed to succeed the tongue twister by just barely making it in time. She finished her sentence just as Na PD was about to say 'times up.'

"Success!"

"Woahh!" the footage showed fromis_9 (basically) being whipped for the girl. "She's tall, she's gorgeous, she's talented- eh?"

A loud roar of cheers could be heard from Enhypen's tent.

[ Huh? ]

A sudden rush entered the boys and they all cheered proudly for their girl.

"Wahh.. Della, you have a strong fanclub," Na PD 'complimented.'

"That's our baby!" Jay yelled out.

[ ENHYPEN's baby ]

"They call her their baby... Cute.." Minhyun grinned.

"Enhypen is so cute," "Their baby.." Mingyu and Hoshi commented.

"Guys! I didn't stutter!" Della yelled to her members excitedly.

"YEAH!" they cheered again. "OUR BABY!"

"Why are they so cute?" Saerom pouted.

"It's like having a bunch of big brothers," Jisun smiled.

"Do they live together?" Hayoung asked their staff, who most likely know.

"Yes. Della has her own room," someone answered.

[ Truly like a bunch of big brothers ]

"Ahh," the girls nodded. "Then they really are like siblings."

"As expected, our Enhypen," Yeonjun commented with a proud sigh.

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"Let's be like the couples in the amusement parks," Della hugged Jungwon from behind as they were waiting in line.

[ Amusement park couple, ENHYPEN ]

"Shouldn't I do that to you?" Jake then hugged Della from behind.

[ Amusement park coupleS, ENHYPEN ]

"Relay relay," Jungwon chuckled. "I'll do it to Heeseung-hyung too."

"We'll be a horizontal hamburger," Della smiled softly and snuggled into Jungwon's back.

[ Horizontal hamburger... ]

"Are you guys always this comfortable together?" Baekho asked Niki and Sunghoon.

"Eh?" they didn't understand what he meant.

"Do you always hug and everything?" Jiwon pointed towards their members.

"Ahh, yes. We're always this clingy," Niki chuckled at the sight.

[ Normal day for ENHYPEN ]

"In public too?" Baekho raised his eyebrows.

"Yes," Sunghoon answered. "We're just really comfortable with each other."

"No- I get it. I was just a bit stunned," the longer that the artists observe Enhypen, the more un-sibling-like they seem...

[ Culture shock ]

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"This song by Lee Seunggi was released in 2004 and created a 'noona lover syndrome' in Korea. What's the name of the song?" Della panicked as soon as Na PD said the year. She didn't even hear the rest of the question.

[ Was only a year old ]

Luckily, since she went back to drink water and grab a fan after failing her first try, Kim Mingyu of Seventeen was standing behind her (for his third try).

"'Because You're My Woman,'" he mumbled.

[ Is Mingyu's answer correct this time? ]

"'Because You're a Woman,'" Della blurted out.

"'You're My Woman,'" he emphasised the 'my.'

"'Because You're My Woman,'" she corrected herself.

"'Because You're My Woman..'" Na PD created some suspense. "You were very young when it came out, right? Correct!"

"Yes! Thank you! Thank you!" she thanked the staff and Mingyu with a small bow.

"I'll call you by 'you,' no matter what you say," Mingyu and Hoshi started singing together.

"Ahh! I know! So that you can feel me as a man," she continued excitedly.

[ 2003 Della actually knows the 2004 song! ]

"Oh! You could probably get it without the help," Na PD had wide eyes.

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"What was the question you got right?" Jay asked Della when everyone was done.

"The 2004 song that created a 'noona lover syndrome' in Korea. Lee Seunggi-sunbaenim's Because You're My Woman," she said after swallowing her food.

"How did you know?" Heeseung asked.

"Mingyu-sunbaenim helped me," she chuckled. "Turns out it's the song that made me dislike being called noona."

[ The fourth youngest who hates being called noona and unnie ]

"Oh then you could've got it on your own?" no one would find Jay's tone the slightest bit unusual. Only the members could sense the jealousy laced in it.

"'Because You're My Woman,' like that?" Heeseung imitated how Mingyu could've whispered the answer. His jealousy was a bit more detectable than Jay's.

"Yes," like what Jay did to Jungwon, Della immediately went to bite Jay's arm.

"Ahh!" he recoiled his arm back. Della then proceeded to do the same to Heeseung.

"She's been so bite-y lately," Jungwon pointed at her. The boys all voiced their agreement.

"But she keeps attacking me- ahh!"

[ No BORDER in ENHYPEN ] (it's a reference to border: day one & carnival)

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"What about me, Taehyun and Della?" Yeonjun pointed over at Enhypen's tent, thinking of another way to get dessert.

"Ooh!" Heuning Kai and Beomgyu looked at Na PD with hopeful eyes.

[ !!! ]

"That's right. We're TYD, technically, we're one group under Hybe," Taehyun nodded.The screen then cut to a clip of 365 Fresh.

[ TYD = Taehyun, Yeonjun, Della ] [ A project group under HYBE ] [ TXT's Taehyun and Yeonjun with ENHYPEN's Della ]

"I'm listening," Na PD urged them to continue.

"Can't the three of us have a go?" Yeonjun asked. There was a moment of silence as the PDs talked among themselves.

[ Another shot? ]

"Della-ssi," Na PD called out to Enhypen's tent.

"Yes!" she stood up.

"You, Yeonjun and Taehyun are technically one group under Hybe, right?" she nodded with a small 'yes.' "Do you agree to play once more for desserts as a trio?"

"Della, we lost everything," "We didn't get any," the TXT boys informed.

"Yes, of course," she eagerly agreed.

"Okay, then we'll be doing a round for TYD after we're done with Enhypen, okay?"

"NICE! Okay!"

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"Malatang," Enhypen cheered when they got all the desserts in one try. Sunoo, who was beside Della, also couldn't help but lift her up in excitement.

Throughout the rest of their exchange with Na PD, Della kept her arms wrapped around Sunoo's neck and his stayed around her waist.

They knew it wasn't very professional but hey, it's just a televised picnic.

"Is TYD going to do the game now?" Sunoo asked, bringing everyone's attention to them.

"Yes.." Na PD laughed a bit. "I'm sorry- Sunoo-ssi, Della-ssi..." the camera finally focused on their position. "Enhypen has great chemistry, yeah?"

"Of course!" "The best!" "This is Enhypen!" all the members said together.

[ Our chemistry is unbeatable ]

"Rightt, let's see how Della pairs with her other group, though."

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"We would ask you to choose since there's only three of you, but you weren't originally going to play so we can't do that," TYD was gathered in Enhypen's tent while Enha moved to TXT's for the moment.

"Ahh," Yeonjun and Della pouted a bit.

"Because all three of you Korean, we will be doing the proverbs relay," TYD's faces showed a look of defeat.

[ Not confident at all ]

"We're doomed, oppas," Della, who was in the middle, rested her arms on their shoulders.

"It's okay, it's okay. We can do this," Taehyun assured calmly.

"We know all of it," Yeonjun rubbed her back.

"You can do it guys!" Beomgyu cheered. "Fighting!"

"YOU CAN DO IT!" the other members followed suit.

[ Full support ]

"You're smarter than you think, Della-ya! You can do it!" Jake assured.

"As long as what you say is close to the meaning, we'll give you a pass."

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"-and the cockroaches-" they just needed two more to win in one go.

"WRONG!"

"Eh?!" TYD, Enhypen and TXT all looked confused. "It's correct!"

"The cockroaches those at night!" Della finished her sentence with furrowed eyebrows.

"It's mice," Na PD corrected.

[ Cockroaches and mice are very different ]

"Eyy, it's basically the same thing!" Yeonjun bargained.

[ *displays a cartoon mice and cockroach* ]

"They both lurk around, it's basically the same thing!" Della protested.

"They're both tiny, they walk on their legs-" Jungwon listed.

"They have eyes," Niki added, making everyone laugh.

"My mother says it's cockroaches. Are you saying that my beloved mother is wrong?" with her sharp eyes and her challenging tone, Della's bitch face unconsciously came out.

[ Della is scary ]

"Ooh!" even though it seemed like the Enha and TXT boys were impressed at her comeback, it was more because of the look on her face.

"Okay, we'll let it pass since the meaning is pretty much the same," everyone cheered as they only needed Yeonjun to get all the dessert.

But unfortunately, he forgot that he was next so they had to start over.

At least they got everything on the second try.

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"Let's sneak out," Sunghoon whispered in Della's ear after turning off both of their mics. Everyone was given a small break after eating dessert.

Della looked at his face, seeing a cocky expression. He licked the inside of his cheek with a smirk.

"Accessible toilet?" she eyed his collar for a second.

"Mm," he gave a brief nod.

"I'll go first. See you soon, darling," she whispered in his ear and stood up. "I'm going to the restroom," she informed everyone.

"Eh- Lala! Your phone!" Sunoo grabbed the device to hand it to her.

"Ahh- it's okay I shouldn't be long!" no one questioned it at first but when Sunghoon excused himself two minutes later, the boys all knew what was happening.

"Sunghoon-hyung.. I swear to God," Sunoo whispered to himself.

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"Do you want me to teach you how to traditionally twerk?" Della asked Yeonjun when everyone gathered for random play dance. "So you bend down-"

"No no no no," Jake and Niki protected the girl by sandwiching her in between them.

[ Protecting their member ]

"Twerking is an art form! It's an actual dance move!" she struggled to escape.

"Shh shh," Jake, who was in front of her, pat her head to shut her up.

"Are they always this clingy?" Hyun asked Beomgyu. Those who could hear him couldn't help but laugh. "I was in a co-ed group but we were never like that."

[ Culture shock #2 ]

"She's literally like one of the boys," Beomgyu covered for his friends.

"Ah really? Interesting.."

"Della-ssi, can you move to the girls' side?" a staff instructed.

"Ah- yes," Della could finally removed herself from Yunki. "Goodbyee!" she twirled away with a singsong voice.

"Ahh cutee," Heeseung and Jake said together.

[ Our baby ^^ ]

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"Della-ya," Seungkwan suddenly called for her as she passed by him.

"Yes," she stopped in her tracks.

"Do you mind talking about your height?" she furrowes her eyebrows a bit at the question.

"No, not at all. The company does though, just a little bit," Seungkwan responded with an 'ahh.' "But I think it's okay. Why?"

"Be prepared, yeah?"

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"Ah, PD-nim, I'm really sorry but before we start.." Seungkwan voiced out just as they were about to start the random play dance. "There has been a never-ending discussion among the artists."

"Ohh, what is it?"

[ Professor Boo rises a topic ]

"Enhypen's Della-ssi, please come forward," everyone cheered but Della's eyes widened.

[ ENHYPEN's Della is called forward ]

"So there was this never-ending discussion.." the editors left a gap to add suspense. "-about Della's height," the Enhypen and TXT boys couldn't hold in their laugh.

[ Della's long legs and towering height ]

"Oh! But it's true! I think she's taller than me!" Na PD made eye contact with Seungkwan.

"She said she was 173 cm-" a lot of the artists (and most of the girls) expressed their amazement. "-but I reckon she's taller because she's taller than me."

[ ~174 cm ]

"Dino! Dino Dino!" the Seventeen members called and pushed their maknae forward.

"Dino is.. slightly shorter than me," Seungkwan informed. "Take off your insoles!" he instructed Dino when they found him being taller.

[ Lots of insole talk today^^ ]

"Ohh!" their height difference wasn't distinct but was definitely visible.

"I'm wearing insoles too," Della used an excuse.

[ ??? ]

"Why would she wear insoles if she is over 170 cm," Jay chuckled.

"Right? We don't need to appear a similar height now too," Sunoo brushed their shoulders together.

"Prove it," Na PD raised his eyebrows.

"My shoes are a bit difficult to take off so-"

"We have the exact same style of shoes!" Dino gestured to her shoes. Everyone laughed at his point.

[ Highly complicated shoes ]

"Can we have Lee Hyun-ssi stand next to her?" Na PD directed.

"Me too! I'm the shortest in the team!" Jiwon announced herself.

[ Curious about the height difference ]

"Okay, Jiwon-ssi... and Mingyu-ssi since he's the tallest," Seungkwan called over.

"Wahh," the girls were surprised to see the gap. Della and Hyun were basically the same height and the difference between Jiwon and Della is larger than Della to Mingyu.

"She's so hot, 어떻게," Jiheon hugged Seoyeon. [eotteohke]

[ Della fan club admissions are open ]

"Wah- she's way taller than Woozi," Jun said to his members.

"It's a good thing he's not here, huh?" Joshua mumbled.

[ Woozi: ~166 cm ]

"That's our baby," Niki smiled to his hyungs. "So cute."

"Thank you, Della-ssi. You may return now."

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"Let's have Yeonjun in front," they were about to do a second test for Hey Mama.

"Ah- Can we have Della in front too? She knows the whole dance," Sunoo shyly told his sunbaes.

"Della? Okay! Della-ssi please come forward!" Della and Yeonjun both gave each other a knowing nod when they stood in the front together.

[ Y and D share a look ]

When the dance finally starts, Dejun went into stage mode, dancing seriously. Della also paired it with her expressions thinking Yeonjun would do the same (but didn't).

"Wahh! Why didn't you dance like that earlier?!"

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"Player, champagne, showtime,” 365 Fresh started playing. The TYD trio all came forward to the middle to show everyone how it’s done.

[ Taehyun, Yeonjun, Della ✨ ]

“I’m 365 so fresh,” everyone who still stayed in the game knew the point dance but some were just executed poorly.

[ SO FRESH ]

“This is their unit song?” Minhyun asked.

“Yes, it’s TYD. T-Y-D,” Seungkwan replied.

When the song finished, a couple of people were called forward, but among all of them, Niki was the most shocking one.

After dancing with Della, it turns out that he just needed to be next to his partner.

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"WAHH!" the fromis_9 girls (and Enha, of course) reacted during Love Shot. "Lee Seoyeon! Della-yaa!"

"Her body roll is so clean!" Chaeyoung fangirled to Gyuri. "So sexy!"

[ Della is indeed Korea's Siren ]

"Sexy!" Jay yelled out.

"Our siren!" Sunoo joined him.

Whenever it's a girl group dance, fromis_9 cheer for their remaining member. But whenever it's a boy group dance, they all fall for Della.

"I became Soobin's fan," after Seventeen made their confession, fromis_9 wants to do so as well.

"I became Della's fan- WE became Della's fan," Chaeyoung admitted. "Seoyeon-ah! We love you and you're wonderful but Della surprised us so much!"

[ Soobin and Della created a new phenomenon among the HYBE artists ]

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"My beloved member.. How do you feel about making it this far?" Della was the only girl whose mic was held by Sunghoon during his 'interview.'

"GET CLOSER THAN THAT!" Hyun instructed. They were keeping a bit of space for professionalism.

"MORE! MORE!" majority of the male artists yelled when Sunghoon only inched a bit closer.

"JUST WRAP YOUR ARM AROUND HER!" Binna suddenly raised her voice.

"THERE YA GO!" everyone cheered when Sunghoon wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

[ MC Sunghoon is not shy with his member ]

"What is happening?" Na PD laughed at the scene.

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"DELLA-YAA!" for some reason, Jake was the most excited when Della (and Seoyeon) won the random play dance. "YOU'RE SO COOL! I'M SO PROUD OF YOU!" he picked her up bridal style and spun her around, ending it with a kiss on her cheek.

[ Known as the 'married couple' of ENHYPEN ]

"OUR MAIN DANCER!" Niki reached her next to spin Della around again. "YOU DID IT!" he put her down to connect their foreheads together.

"LALAA!" everyone else came together and did a group hug.

[ True love ]

"Let's toss Della up! Let's toss her!" Jungwon proposed.

"Kang Della! Kang Della! Kang Della!" they said in between tosses.

so @sunsunthinker showed me these pics of jennie x yeji because della is said to resemble those two and i wanna show you guys!

then i got inspired to do the same 😁

of course della doesn't look exactly like these but it's fun to see

requests: — hybe caterers — hybe family's reaction to della's height — people's reaction to della's (R)BF — some TYD moments — enha making the idols (or.. everyone) feel like third wheels — the boys getting jealous at della's interactions with the hybe family — a spotlight for our baby — della winning random play dance

taglist! @afiaaaa19 @riikiblr @one16core @4sahii @toriluvsfics @i90snoo @danyxthirstae01 @seulgifted @clar-iii @hiqhkey  @nichmeddar @jiwlys @duolingofanaccount [@studioreader @sarang-wonie @fairydosii @hoonstrology @jaetint]

YUNKI PLSLSLSLSLSL GOT ME WHEEZING AT MIDNIGHT HWHSHWHSHHW

enhypen texts when you have plushies of another idol

this is for goofs - crack - 9 screenshots - funny haha - masterlist - i have a ton of these plushies so i thought this would be cute

*･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･'(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)'･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*

jungwon- ˚✧₊⁎❝᷀ົཽ≀ˍ̮ ❝᷀ົཽ⁎⁺˳✧༚

open for the rest of the members (ᵔᴥᵔ)

heeseung- (๑>◡<๑)

jay-(-_-)zzz

jake-ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ

sunghoon-(°_°)

sunoo-٩( 'ω' )و

riki- ヾ(๑╹◡╹)ﾉ"

Happy New Year to me and my lonely ass

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☆ Genre: Fluff, slice of life

☆ Warnings: None

☆ Request: No

☆ Characters: Chan, Y/N

☆ Word Count: 1.6k

It was quiet inside of the car.

Uncharacteristically quiet.

Bar the sudden downpour of rain that escaped from the late night sky and fell upon the vehicle in a steady battering, all passengers in the car were either fighting to stay awake as their eyes drooped, or were already asleep, their heads pressed against the cold windows. Blankets were strewn over them all, and heating pooled from the seats in slow, steady waves. The group of friends were completely and utterly exhausted; they had spent their day coaxing out their inner children as they wrecked havoc in a theme park far, far away from their homes. Awake at a golden dawn, they had long passed the violet hues of dusk, and it seemed they would witness another dawn before they made it home.

It was so dark inside the car that Y/N could barely see her own hands in front of her. If it wasn't for the faint light spilling onto Minho's lap from his phone, Y/N wouldn't have been able to differentiate him from Felix who was slumped beside him, either. They were amongst the rows of seats in front of her; Chan was sat beside her, Changbin on his other side. Chan had insisted he sit in the middle. As much as he loved sitting by the window, he would much rather have his friends sit by them instead.

Y/N traced her finger over the window, following the path of a fat raindrop that danced over the glass. Her touch left a path in the condemnation and opened a clear line that illuminated the deep darkness outside. She moved her face closer to the window slightly despite shivering at the wet on her fingers. Y/N's eyes widened in mild awe at the colours of the night, the reds and yellows and oranges of the lights that flashed by her, the way they seemed to melt into the roads as rain created ripples over the gravel. It was a sight that Y/N would never get tired of, and she was completely unaware when Chan swivelled his gaze to her, watching her quietly.

The car soon rolled to a halt. It bumped forward every now and then; Y/N moved her gaze to the front of the car. There was a long line of cars in front and she sighed quietly, leaning back into her seat again, suddenly seeking the comfort of the heat at her back.

Y/N looked to her side. Changbin's face was smushed against the glass of the window and the shape of his lips was pursed extravagantly, giving him the appearance of a rather glamorous duck as the car passed a set of tall lights.

Stifling a giggle at the sight of him, Y/N peered up at Chan. The man in question had his head back against the seat, the small sliver of his irises that escaped from his narrowed eyes shining under the shadows. His shoulder pressed up against Y/N's in a way that ensured a fire-like feeling to seep into the thick fabric of her sweater and through her skin. It was the sort of feeling she couldn't ignore either, her cheeks sporting a permanent flush and her breathing hosting a continuous hitch. It was as though she was hyper aware of his presence; from the way his heavy boot was aligned with the rim of her own shoe, to the way his breathing had slowed down with fatigue, and the way the faded cologne on his jacket kissed her nose in a deep, vanilla kiss.

Y/N swallowed thickly. She wasn't sure she ever wanted the journey to end if it meant she got to be this close to him. With the rest of the car asleep, in Y/N's mind it felt as though it was just the two of them, the night belonging to them and them only.

Chan turned his head towards Y/N once he felt her gaze on him. Y/N was able to make out the way his lips curved up into the softest of tired smiles before he leaned a little closer to her. He stirred the air around her and infiltrated it further with his scent accompanied with his body heat, and Y/N felt her heart flutter.

“What?” Chan whispered.

Y/N nodded towards Changbin. “Look at his face.”

Chan turned to look at his friend. He soon covered the lower portion of his face with a hand to muffle the laughter that caused his body to shake.

“Do you think it's painful?” Chan chuckled under his breath. “I don't want to move him … he might wake up.”

Y/N leaned forward a little to peer at Changbin again. “I think he'll be fine. There's a pillow under his neck.”

Chan looked towards Changbin again. He smiled. “Oh. You're right.”

They fell into quietude again, Y/N's eyes drooping ever so slightly as she peered out of the window. A yawn rose inside her and her nostrils flared in her attempt to stifle in it, her face contorting.

Chan started to laugh again. Y/N whipped her head to the side in alarm, her eyes landing on the crooked smile and pair of uneven dimples that adorned the angles of Chan's face.

“Tired?” Chan hummed.

Y/N wrinkled her nose. “Don't laugh at me. You look like a panda yourself with those rings around your eyes.”

Her comment only made Chan's smile deepen. She blinked. She was sure there was a tinge of burgundy painted across the tip of his nose and the ridges of his ears.

“Go to sleep,” Chan whispered. “I'll go to sleep if you go to sleep.”

“Why? So we can meet in our dreams too?” Y/N joked. She hoped her bad humour would mask the tremor in her voice that always seemed to occur when he looked into her eyes the way he was now.

Biting his lip, Chan's voice was even lower when he spoke again. “Well … maybe?”

Y/N's eyes widened. She stared at him but Chan had turned his head again; he was looking out of Changbin's window, and Y/N turned to look out of hers as her heart started to race.

A moment later, Chan shifted his position. He shuffled down the seat a little and Y/N turned to look at him just as he turned his gaze onto her.

“You can lean on my shoulder if you want,” Chan murmured. “It's not the most comfortable shoulder ever … but it might be better than the window.”

Swallowing slowly, Y/N moved her eyes from his face to his shoulder. He was wearing a soft knit sweater, and the fabric draped in gentle folds around his arm. It had dropped slightly to one side, and tiny moles kissed his skin like dark stars. She could feel the heat rolling off of him from here, sweet, heavy, and increasingly intoxicating.

Y/N wanted nothing more than to rest her head against Chan's shoulder. She also couldn't bring herself to, nerves bubbling inside of her that only seemed to grow with every second that Chan watched her with his soft eyes.

“I don't mind,” Chan hummed again. He moved his shoulder a little almost in invitation, and Y/N couldn't help but smile. “You'll feel better.”

“My head is heavy,” Y/N said.

Chan smiled. He responded by leaning closer to her and used his opposite hand to pat the slope of his shoulder twice as he looked ahead of him.

Y/N exhaled quietly. She then let her head dip to the side a little; once she was half way towards his shoulder, she sat back up again, suddenly nervous.

Chan started to chuckle. “Just lie down.”

“Okay, okay … “ Y/N's breath shuddered before she lowered the side of her head again.

His sweater was soft against Y/N's cheek, and his scent stronger and sweeter against the side of his neck. She felt him shift ever so slightly again, and the slope of Chan's shoulder almost moulded to the side of Y/N's head perfectly. Her cheeks felt like they were burning and as if her skin was dissolving into stardust. She didn't realise she was holding her breath as she looked towards her hands resting on her lap.

From the corner of her eye, Y/N saw Chan's hand twitch. He moved it towards her and then stopped, his fingers curling into a loose fist before unfurling again. As Y/N watched in a trance-like state, Chan inched his fingers towards her. His pinky finger brushed Y/N's ever so slightly. Y/N froze at the contact, her eyes widening when Chan's fingers moved even closer. He caressed her fingertips with hers before sliding his fingers into the gaps of hers; his hand was trembling against the palm of Y/N's, and Y/N finally exhaled slowly as she comprehended what just happened.

She turned her head to look up at him. The man's skin was a deep crimson, his bottom lip caught in-between his teeth. He wouldn't look at her, shyness trickling from his eyes like falling stars as he shut them slowly. His own body melted under Y/N, almost as though he let go of a breath he had been holding in too.

Y/N smiled slowly. She dropped her head against his shoulder again and carefully folded her fingers around Chan's. Their hands fit perfectly together like puzzle pieces, the grain of Chan's palms slightly calloused and rough, but strangely soft nonetheless. It was a reassuring feeling against Y/N's hand, and when Y/N felt Chan's cheek fall against the top of her head, she couldn't help but clench her eyes shut with joy. Perhaps her mind hadn't been wrong after all. Perhaps this moment really was theirs, and theirs alone.

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★ how they show their affection ──────── enhypen hyung line ! % ♡

✰ ──────── maknae line ver. !

★ LEE HEESEUNG

loves being physical with you. there is just something more intimate when heeseung holds you close to him, an arm wrapped around your waist and his chin perched on your shoulders or on the top of your head.

he especially loves it even more when you would reach a hand to ruffle his tresses or peck his cheeks in retaliation to his actions. heeseung adores seeing your flushed expression close to him, the way you would turn your head on the opposite direction once he catches your stare.

being close to you like this also makes it convenient for him to plant and trail kisses onto the skin of your neck, marking his way up to your cheeks before you would tilt your head to his side to catch his lips with your own, the proximity enables him to feel the pounding of your heart that almost matches his own.

★ PARK JAY

loves pampering you. jay doesn't mind giving you the materialistic things that he can buy, but he especially loves it more if his actions to express his affection is coming from him personally.

jay is an exceptional cook, a husband material to put it simply. his abilities in cooking usually comes to play when he's got free time, commonly spending it to prepare you a dinner date with him in his apartment with the whole place enraptured in a romantic vibe with roses, candles and jazz music playing on the background.

he loves receiving a ton of kisses from you as thanks for his efforts and loves it even more when you just offer to cuddle with him on the bed, wrapping him snug against your chest, planting soft kisses on his hair and forehead with your feet entangled together because sometimes, even the pamperer needs to pampered as well.

★ SIM JAKE

loves spending quality time with you. apart from being spoiled by his constant affection and gifts, jake also prioritizes quality time with you. and usually, he would plan these camping trips just with you and him.

he would tell you to not worry a single thing about the trip, telling you to just prepare yourself with that contagious smile of his and his golden retriever energy that never fails to calm you and make your heart raise. brings all of the necessities the both of you will need in his car and playfully scorns at you when he sees you carrying a duffle bag or two.

the camping trip is always a blast. apart from receiving so many surprises and getting your stomach filled with butterflies by his efforts, he also stays up with you for a few hours, witnessing another sunrise with you wrapped in his arms.

★ PARK SUNGHOON

sunghoon is a man of a few words. his energy when hyped and active decreases gradually that sometimes requires him to silence himself in order to recharge, but that doesn't stop him from giving you words of affirmation just before the day ends.

the two of you would lie on bed, the night stand the only source of light as you read, sunghoon laying silently beside you before he would move to turn his body towards your side once the rustle of your closing book resonates in his ears.

he'll lay a hand over your waist as you lay beside him, nudging his nose on the side of your face before expressing just how much you mean to him, how much he appreciates and adores you all the while you rub shapes on his arm, and before sunghoon fully drifts off to sleep, your own words of love for him will be the last thing he'll hear for that night and the first thing he'll hear in the next morning.

Hey! I saw that your requests were open so how about an Omegaverse fic (i think you will become the first Enhypen blog to ever write one, mwah) where the Popular! Student Jungwon goes after a not-so-popular and shy omega reader?

☆彡 how to claim an omega

☆彡 summary: yang jungwon has always been the definition of the word perfect, and so the people around him almost praises and kisses the ground he walks on. even when it came to girls, various omegas practically throw themselves at the pureblooded alpha but he never payed them no mind because he already has his eyes set-on a certain, timid omega that's been trying her best to avoid him at all costs.

☆ genre: fluff, slight crack, slow-burn?, omegaverse au, high school au

☆ warning/s: cursing, brief mentions of anger issues

☆ word count: 2.7k

☆ note/s: thank you anon for requesting this! best read while listening to 'danger' by bts.

bickering. that was the first thing that came through the passerby's ears in the spacious halls of the building.

''keep your mouth shut if you want to keep your head and body intact.'' a low growl emitted from the faux blond as he trails off somewhere with the others following closely behind, the leftover liquid that was spilled earlier can still be clearly seen on his uniform that once used to be a spotless, white surface. "fucking school and it's fucking old machines, i thought we paid for these?"

''you should be more careful, you dumbass. stop letting out your anger on everything.'' a black haired male from behind the blond groaned, the usual serious expression that adorned his face being visible as broad daylight as the group just tried to hold back their laughter even more.

''blame the school for making such weak-ass juice packaging's, i barely even held the box!'' the figure skater only rolled his eyes at the exclaim, frown deepening even further and not bothering to listen to a single thing that the male was saying. why was he so worked up about a drink that splashed his face anyways?

''break it up you two. jay, stop blaming it on the juice box when you're mad because you failed the physics test.'' jake sighed, "the results are there, you can't just magically change it." running a hand through his hair as he stood up on the bleachers and tried to get some peace of mind, paying zero attention to the two that were still bickering even after his statement that hit too close to home.

to be frank, it was just another normal day at the said field. that was until jay failed his physics test and decided that it was a fun idea to break a vending machine just to let some steam out, but not before buying one of the juice cartons. to which he also managed to squish, resulting in the whole uniform mess from earlier.

and as a result of the broken school property, the blond got sent to the principal's office, but the only thing he did was inform on how he could pay for it and replace it for a new one. there was no point in trying to send him to the office if all he did was toy with the higher ups, amusement clearly written on his face.

''can't we just be normal for once?'' the youngest of the group mumbled under his breath, but it still somehow managed to reach the ears of the male sitting beside him who gave him a light punch at his shoulder.

''it's not us if we don't cause shit to happen at least once a day, it's our hidden trademark.'' sunoo hummed at the boy who let out a small laugh of his own at the older male's remark. "i suppose so." ni-ki sighed.

''thanks to jay's recklessness, we had to explain on why one of the vending machines in front of the first year's hall was crushed into a pulp.'' the bitter smell of spoiled coffee was the first thing that greeted the lot along with the obvious vexation from the guy's voice made them all flinch slightly.

''seriously, we always have to pick up your mess.'' another one groaned, throwing a folder on the benches as he ran a hand through his face; stopping himself from snarling and scolding the one who caused this whole fiasco.

chorus of nervous chuckles filled the area as the closest people next to the fuming pureblooded male averted their gaze elsewhere, the stench of coffee that had gone bad getting stronger than it was a few seconds ago.

''before jungwon rips your heads out, i just want to say that i'm not mad but please refrain from damaging any more of the schools' property that are probably older than you.'' heeseung reminded, sending a small smile of affirmation towards the younger ones who immediately nodded in agreement.

''somebody let me copy their biology work, i'm too tired to deal with this.'' jungwon exclaimed as he sat down next to sunghoon who bewilderedly looked at him with furrowed eyebrows and a confused expression. that was not what he was expecting after they did something dumb or out of the line.

''wow, you're actually letting us keep our lives?'' the blond snickered, crossing his arms as he leaned against the railings of the bleachers only to be met with a hard glare that was directed at him. at this, jay could only raise both of his arms up in surrender, fully knowing on whatever the pureblooded could do if he ticked him off even more.

''one point for our president yang, and zero for park!'' jake hollered, catching the attention of the other students that were passing by the field at the mention of their names.

jungwon could only snicker silently as he copied-off sunghoon's answers, hoping that they were right or he'll punch the figure skater in the face for sure.

sweet cream and lavender, those were the only thoughts running through the alpha's mind who was currently surrounded with the stares of the girls in his class but he gave them no mind. it was something he got used to once he stepped foot into the institution.

''council meeting later at four, don't be late.'' was the first thing he was greeted with along with a slap at the back of his head coming from the other pureblooded alpha who just entered the class.

''for fuck's sake, i'm literally the president.'' the cat-like male growled startling at the older, startling the beta sitting beside him that was minding his own business as jungwon sent an apologetic look towards him as he continued to fume towards the senior.

''you're the president yet you can't control that anger of yours.'' heeseung sang in a random tune, irking the younger even more but did nothing brutal and only sent a sharp glare towards the secretary and faced forward.

''what are you doing here?'' an exasperated sigh came from the younger as he asked heeseung, not even glancing at him; just annoyed on why was he bothering his peace and quiet and also clearly knowing that the male was two years up higher than him.

''i'm here to annoy sunoo, not you.'' the alpha grunted, looking around the large classroom only to be disappointed that the other faux blond wasn't there.

''he's in the cafeteria with jay.'' jungwon snickered, still not sparing heeseung a glance who's breath quickly hitched at the mention of the latter's name, standing up to his feet and running down towards the said place. he's not having it with them and the broken vending machine, he's had it.

jungwon stifled a laugh, the confused faces of the other third years in his class made it amusing as the well-known council secretary suddenly sprinted out.

but the sickeningly sweet scent that he recognized ever-so-familiarly took him back to his senses as it made made jungwon sigh for the umpteenth time that day.

he's always the center of the attention wherever he goes, if he wanted something; he would just ask and it's immediately in the palm of his hands, he's a pureblooded alpha and the one and only yang jungwon for crying out loud but why couldn't he grasp her?

that very same omega that's two seats away across from him, that same omega that scrunches her nose every once in a while- way too adorable in the alpha's opinion; 'cause she's so focused at the book in front of her.

''hey (y/n), sunoo's your partner for the lab report right?'' the sudden attention made the meek female slightly flinch as she can feel the obvious glares by the other omega's in the same room as her.

facing the pureblooded, she sent a small nod; nothing much. but the evident color of red plastered on her cheeks made him chuckle as the butterflies in his stomach he never even knew existed suddenly came to life, only if she knew the effects she's been giving him nowadays.

''we swear, we just bought food. he didn't break something.'' speak of the devil.

sunoo's voice were heard as they entered the room, finger pointing towards the older blond that nodded in agreement as heeseung looked at the two suspiciously.

''stop staring and approach her already.'' one of the three silently laughed, causing for jungwon to send a warning look towards their way.

''say that when (y/n) stops avoiding me.'' the president bitterly mumbled, his scent making the slightest change as the trio gave a knowing look to the pureblooded who was busy frowning on his seat.

before heeseung could utter another word, the bell rang. signaling the start of morning classes that made him scowl, dragging jay behind him who didn't even get to say anything.

yang jungwon has always been aware when it came to his looks, but couldn't really help but feel confused when it came to (y/n).

almost every single omega he met wanted him to became their alpha, he gives them one glance and they're already on their knees.

but you were a peculiar one.

the omega always avoided his gazes, barely talking to him when he approaches her, and manages to run away just when he escaped from the hoard of

the omega always avoided his gazes, barely talking to him when he approaches her, and manages to run away just when he escaped from the hoard of students that's surrounding him.

what made it even more frustrating is that she got him wrapped around her little finger and she wasn't even aware of it, not even a single bit.

but that wasn't happening today, not when he had a lot of free time before the council meeting starts.

jungwon somehow always knew that (y/n) heads of straight into the library after the lectures, he's memorized every single corner of the building and he just knows where she's gonna be.

''and where do you think you're going?'' sunghoon questioned once he saw the said president frantically passing by his class, it's a good thing that he was just standing outside the door or he would've missed the younger frantically walking around the halls.

it wan an unusual thing to see, really. one of the most people that most of the students looked up to and respected greatly were skipping his classes and with sunghoon being the witness made it even more entertaining.

''hyung, why are you here?'' the black haired male asked, halting his steps as the ice skater walked over to him and slapped the back of his lightly making the younger lowly growl but sunghoon only scoffed and crossed his arms.

''don't answer my question with another one. now, where the hell are you going and why are you skipping class?'' he impatiently tapped his foot on the tiled floors surface, an eyebrow raised as he stared down at the youngers' form who only gave him a sheepish chuckle.

''it's my free period.'' was jungwon's very simple response.

''so that explains why you're running around like a madman, sure i'll buy that.'' but he wasn't having it, the male was up to something. he can practically smell the change of his scent as it got stronger in anticipation and excitement.

''chasing after my omega.'' the unexpected response coming from the pureblooded alpha made sunghoon freeze and eyes widen in the tiniest bit, staring at the so-called perfect guy's running form as a small but knowing smile made its' way up his lips, sharp canines making themselves known and visible.

''what was that about?'' jake's voice pulled him back into reality as his head was sticking out in the room's door, wondering on why sunghoon was just standing there like an idiot and somehow asking on why did yang jungwon disappeared out of their line of sight in just a few seconds.

''our mr. president yang finally grew some balls.'' the dark haired male sighed and went inside the room as the newly process information made jake smile and jake his head. he doesn't have to push the younger anymore into confessing to (y/n), finally.

silent footsteps and pages of various books being flipped over were the only noticeable sounds inside the obnoxiously large area, smells of old parchment paper and scented candles was the first thing that greeted him as soon as he stepped inside.

it's a good thing that he's been in the library a lot of times or he would've been lost in between the towering shelves.

he could smell her scent even from the entrance and it drove him crazy, dizzy even. it made his mind blank yet go into a frenzy at the same time, the feeling was mildly exhausting but he had no intentions of backing down, not when you were just a few shelves and tables away from him.

''is this seat taken?'' his voice startled her, shrinking back into her seat at the ever-so familiar scent of black coffee with an undertone of expensive cologne and leather clashed into her senses.

''no it isn't.'' the omega shook her head and buried her nose even deeper into the book, squirming and avoiding the pureblooded's gaze at all costs.

the president only nodded, placing a bunch of random books into the table. he only removed them from the shelves to make it seem less unnoticeable that he came here for her, a risky move but he was a little desperate.

''say (y/n), are you avoiding me?'' jungwon's rather straightforward question made her face flush in embarrassment, he's caught on to what she was doing earlier than she expected it to be and the alpha's tone of voice didn't made her feel any better.

the smell of lavender turned into burning wood in a few seconds made worry flash in his eyes, his only instinct; pull her into his side and bury his nose into the omegas' neck and rubbed her sides in comfort.

''hey there, i'm sorry. i didn't mean to sound so harsh, take deep breaths for me, please?'' he whispered in a hushed voice, burying his nose even more into (y/n)'s scent gland as she whined silently in distress.

the immediate change on the omegas' scent made the pureblooded alpha sigh in relief, rubbing her sides as she buried her head into his shoulder. finding the presidents' scent calming for some unknown reason, but it still didn't ease the daunting feeling at the pit of her stomach.

''i was too intimidating, wasn't it?'' jungwon joked, lifting his head up as he observed her inhumanely beautiful features that always managed to make his breath hitch.

he knew that the female has always been pretty but looking at her from a closer angle made his heart beat a hundred times faster than usual. her long hair silk-like hair cascading down her back, eyes looking alluring as he could stare into them for hours, and kissable lips made jungwon inwardly huff.

this girl was too good to be true, and he's sure that he's gonna let her know on how beautiful she was. he was gonna start it by scenting her from head to toe, and he would make sure that everyone knew who this omega belonged to.

small murmurs and gossips can be heard throughout the classroom as they stared at the people comfortably sitting in the back in the middle of break, some of them expected this to happen but just not this soon.

on the other hand, the two paid them no mind. too busy in their own little world as their known president had an arm around the significantly smaller females' waist with a smug expression painted on his face. and (y/n), silently basked in the alpha's warmth.

different voices coming from outside the walls made everyone lean back in their seats and wait silently in anticipation. most of the time, everyone minded their own businesses but this was an opportunity none of them could pass on.

the great yang jungwon, the well-respected student council president and the perfect pureblooded alpha had an omega in his arms and by the looks and even the smell in the air, he has practically bathed her in his scent.

''jungwon-hyung, what the hell?!'' ni-ki's booming voice made the said male turn his head quickly, the four of them had their mouths wide agape in shock while the well-known figure skater and jake had shit-eating grins on their faces.

''finally, someone to control your anger issues.'' heeseung puffed out a breath, placing a hand over his chest like a mother would if her son did something honorable.

yang jungwon just claimed an omega, his omega to be exact. and it made the whole zoo in his stomach go into chaos, but he was loving every moment of it.

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