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contents… 📂 ׄ 𓂂 drabble, perverted and shameless heejake, reader is a little dumb and clueless but eventually figures them out :3 super suggestive, making out and getting handsy in a dressing room (｡>﹏<)
— 𝓝ia 🗯️ ; wow my dream date… cute. (¬_¬") this was supposed to be an smau but writing it felt more right whoops i’m nervous
thinking about bimbo!reader who’s got her two bestfriends heeseung and jake on a tight leash, completely oblivious to the fact that they’re both desperately in love with her and are very willing to share her between themselves with no issue.
following her around the mall like two lost pups, both hands occupied by endless shopping bags as she bounces from one store to another, the sound of her newly bought kitten heels echoing through heeseung and jake’s ears whilst their eyes are glued to the back of her pink little miniskirt swishing around, barely covering a thing. geez, such perverts! (˶˃𐃷˂˶)
and then comes their favorite part of the day. their hearts practically leap out of their chests when your eyes catch a glimpse of their your favorite lingerie store, dragging them inside cluelessly to ask for their opinions as you naturally did with all the other stores, questioning them on which color looks good on you the best. their hungry gaze trailing your every move almost going unnoticed by you.
and who are they to say no when you ask them to join you in the dressing room to help? you might be an airhead, but you’re not that stupid to not notice them ogling you the entire day. plus, you think they deserve a little treat for putting up with you and your shopping addiction. so when they tower over you from the front and the back, trapping you between themselves, all you can do is let out a pleased hum as jake kisses you rough on the lips, not wasting a second while his slender fingers play with your hardened nipples through the lace bra he had picked out minutes before.
“look at her jake, such a pretty mess for us already..” heeseung mumbles before pressing a soft kiss against your neck. his hands slid down your bare waist, knee in between your thighs and pressed against your soaked core, making you mewl against jake’s lips.
you then decide that shopping with these two will be your favorite part of the week from now on.
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obsessive bsf!sunoo who makes you feel horrible for hanging out with someone else other than him, especially when it’s another man. He’d sulk and give you the cold shoulder the entire day, muttering about how he doesn’t wanna talk to someone who obviously doesn’t care about him anymore.
obsessive bsf!sunoo who only decides to finally talk to you when you start crying and clutching onto his shirt for him to stay. Smiling sickly and cooing at your tear-streaked face before pulling you into a warm hug. “You really upset me today y/n. But don’t worry, i’ll forgive you this time. You don’t need to cry anymore, pretty.”
obsessive bsf!sunoo who loves to take a big whiff of your sweet scented perfume everytime you go in for a hug. Asking you about it and buying the very same one the next day, but not for himself. He’d spray it around his room and almost soak his bedsheets with it, now your signature scent surrounding him in the comfort of his room.
obsessive bsf!sunoo who would sneak quick glances at your phone whenever you had to type in your password, mentally noting it down in the back of his mind and going through your messages and pictures when you’d leave your phone next to him after excusing yourself to the bathroom. Sending a bunch of your pictures that he found cute to himself so he could cherish them later that night. <3
obsessive bsf!sunoo who studies your handwriting down to the smallest details. Fixating on every little curve and line, the way you replace every dot with a small circle instead. Practicing it in his dimly lit bedroom just to feel closer to you, writing his own name the way you would with an almost lovesick grin on his face.
obsessive bsf!sunoo who feels territorial over you. His fingers twitching to be wrapped around your waist when another man’s got your attention. He’s right there next to you, what could possibly be more interesting about that loser?
obsessive bsf!sunoo who settles on slinging his arm around your shoulders instead, startling you for a second and earning himself a questioning glance from you, but his eyes weren’t on you this time. He’d been glaring daggers at the poor guy the whole time you were busy talking, eventually making him bring up a quick excuse to scurry away from you two.
obsessive bsf!sunoo who often makes you cry over the littlest things, putting the blame on you and making you think it’s your fault, just to coddle you a couple minutes later and wrap his arms around you. “I forgive you doll, everyone makes mistakes. It’s okay.” he whispers, his hand petting your hair while you try to suppress your tears and not make a fool of yourself any longer infront of him.
obsessive bsf!sunoo who follows you in the dead of the night after finding out you were out late with your girlfriends even though it’s almost midnight, trying to teach you a lesson so you’d never be out this late again. His face covered by the hood of his jacket, his steps mimicking yours and noticing the way you start to realize you’re being followed before quickening your pace and subtly looking over your shoulder.
obsessive bsf!sunoo who quickly gives up on his act and pulls his hood down as you make a sharp turn trying to lose your “stalker”. He knows what you’re doing, he knew you’d decide on that route. Choosing the long way through the neighborhood to your house instead of the alleyway which would be a shortcut. A sly smile plays on his lips as he walks through the alleyway and into the neighborhood, waiting exactly where you would eventually “bump into him” by pure coincidence.
obsessive bsf!sunoo who acts clueless when he sees you noticing him there and running up to him, a worried expression painting his face when you start to explain what happened. Him reassuring you that he’s right there if anything happened, that he would never let anything happen to you, convincing you to always share your location with him from now on and update him about your whereabouts.
obsessive bsf!sunoo who slowly turns himself into your safe space and sanctuary. embracing you and whispering sweetly about how you’re too fragile and precious to leave the house without him, how he’s the only one you need to lean onto, the only person you need to keep yourself safe.
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contents… 📂 ׄ 𓂂 smau, established relationship, sunghoon is lowk a loser, reader is kinda mean to him but he’s right where he wants to be, sliiightly suggestive
“Four out of ten,” you say, casually flipping the page of your textbook without looking up.
Riki stops dead in his tracks, his arms still loosely wrapped around your shoulders from behind the couch. He blinks, his dark eyes narrowing as he processes the absolute audacity of your words.
“Excuse me?” His voice has that annoying, raspy quality to it that vibrates right against your shoulder blade. “Four? I’m literally six-foot-plus of pure muscle, and I smell like your favourite perfume. That was at least an eight.”
“Points deducted because...” you counter, tapping your pen against your chin thoughtfully. “You leaned too much of your weight on me. Plus, your chin poked my head. Try harder next time, Nishimura.”
In reality, your heart is currently pounding so hard. Riki’s hugs are, unfortunately, God’s gift to humanity. He always radiates this so much heat, and his oversized hoodies always smell like a mix of clean linen and scent of the vanilla lip balm he steals from you. It’s a miracle you haven't dissolved into a puddle on the hardwood floor.
But you would rather jump into a frozen lake than admit that to him. The boy already has an ego the size of Seoul; giving him a perfect score on day one would ruin all the fun.
Riki scoffs, letting go of you completely and stepping back. He crosses his arms, a petulant pout settling on his lips. “Fine. You want to be meam? Just wait.”
The second attempt happens three days later, and it’s entirely unprovoked.
You’re standing at the kitchen counter, aggressively trying to stab open a stubborn plastic seal on a container of strawberries. Suddenly, a pair of long, lean arms wrap firmly around your waist from behind, lifting you completely off your feet for a terrifying half-second before setting you back down.
Riki buries his face into the crook of your neck, his damp, post-shower hair cold against your skin. He holds you tight, trapping your arms against your sides, completely immobilizing you. It’s heavy and solid and makes your stomach do a weird, fluttering flip that leaves you slightly breathless.
“Well?” he murmurs, his lips brushing against your collarbone as he speaks.
You swallow hard, staring blindly at the strawberries. “Five point five.”
Riki groans loudly, dropping his forehead against your shoulder. “Are you kidding me? I held you perfectly! No poking, no leaning!”
“Too aggressive,” you lie smoothly, your voice miraculously steady. “I felt like I was being tackled by a bear. A hug should be an embrace, Riki.”
He pulls away, glaring down at you with a look of frustration. His cheeks are dusted with a faint, pink flush—whether from the heat of the shower or genuine annoyance, you can’t tell, but it’s dangerously cute.
“You’re doing this on purpose,” he accuses, pointing a finger at you. “My hugs are flawless. Everyone says so.”
“Oh? Everyone?” You arch an eyebrow, leaning back against the counter. “Who is everyone?”
Riki opens his mouth to argue, shuts it, and huffs, turning on his heel to stomp back toward the living room. “Next time,” he calls out over his shoulder, “I’m breaking the scale.”
By Friday night, riki is on a mission. You’re curled up on the edge of the sofa, wrapped in a blanket, shivering slightly.
Riki shifts beside you. Without a word, he reaches out, grabs the edge of your blanket, and pulls you toward him.
You don’t even have time to protest before you’re dragged right into his lap.
This time, there’s no teasing. No competitive smirk. Riki unfolds his long legs, tucking you securely between them so your back is pressed against his chest. He wraps his large hands around your middle, pulling you back until there is absolutely no space left between the two of you. He rests his chin gently on your shoulder, his breath warm against your ear, and just... holds you.
It’s completely engulfing. He feels like a human shield against the cold, his chest rising and falling in a calming rhythm against your back. One of his hands moves slightly, his fingers tracing mindless circles over your covered hip, a soothing gesture that makes your entire body go heavy with comfort.
The trashy rom-com plays on the TV, but your world has narrowed down entirely to the overwhelming warmth of him. You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding, leaning your head back against his chest, completely defeated.
“So,” Riki whispers after a long silence, his voice dropping into that quiet register that always makes your heart skip. “What’s the verdict?”
You stare at the TV screen, your face burning in the dim light. You want to say a two. You want to say a zero, just to see his face. But his fingers are still tracing those lazy circles on your hip, and he's so warm, and you really, really don't want him to let go.
“Nine,” you mumble softly.
Riki pauses. You can feel the sudden shift in his posture, the way his chest puffs out slightly. “Only a nine? What missing element could possibly keep me from a ten?”
You turn your head just enough to look at him, your nose brushing against his cheek. His eyes are wide and searching, completely devoid of his usual bratty arrogance. He just looks incredibly soft.
“You haven’t squeezed me yet,” you whisper.
A slow, breathless smile breaks across Riki’s face, his dimples peeking out in the shadows. “Easy fix.”
He tightens his arms, burying his face into the side of your neck, squeezing you so close that you can feel the rapid, synchronized thumping of his heart against yours. It’s perfect. It’s a total ten, but as you close your eyes and let yourself melt into him, you decide you’ll make him work for that final point for just a little bit longer.
01 02 ﹕ running a secret hate account against mayor!jake while being his favorite journalist (and secret crush) definitely won’t backfire. right? right…
last chapter, he signed a new executive order just for you. what will he do this time? (spoiler alert: he's willing to fight a fellow mayor just for your attention!) ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)
CONTAINS ౿ ݁ . downbad mayor!jake x "hater" journalist!femreader ♡ romcom crack smau ✶ profanity, use of y/n (her accounts: angelkisses & hotgirlssupremacy), very chaotic lol.
𝐄𝐕𝐄 🪽 —— lowk the article is based on my research paper ;3 & i wanted to practice editing, so i designed a website 4 katnews! ><
anw so sorry for the long wait! but here’s pt2, happy reading!♥️ likes, reblogs, comments r always appreciated, mwah ( ˶˘ ³˘)♡
-> important question: who would you pick? mayor jake (downbad puppy boy) or mayor jungwon? (nonchalant dom cat boy)
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𝐄𝐕𝐄 🪽 —— TY FOR READING ! sorry that this took so long but i appreciate the ppl who liked the first part hehe <3 love u all ! part 3 is in the making (i want to finish this series asap lowk) i hope this chapter is ok?? 😭 it took so long to outline the flow.. and make it but i tried my best hehe
ALSO this is just the start!! hopefully, in the next few parts, i'll be able to flesh out this story more. i feel like this part lacked some things i wanted to explore more: why yn/reader "hates" jake (she obv doesn't look like it..), jungwon making a move on yn, etc. but that's because there'll be part 3 ehhehe ><
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contents… 📂 ׄ 𓂂 smau, downbad pathetic ex ni-ki, like when i say downbad and pathetic i mean it, mean reader (again 🙂↕️), suicide jokes, happy ending, teensy little sunsun meal on the side for comedic purposes
— 𝓝ia ; some of these were inspired by personal experiences #funtimes also sorry if it’s too fast paced & short omg 🤕
content: smau ⟡ chef!jay x culinarystudent!reader ⟡ profanity ⟡ chef jay agenda continues ⟡ mentions of drinking
a/n: another chef jay story cause i can't help myself... hey at least i posted something for once right 🥹
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