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♯ RIRI'S 愛 MLIST MOOTS THOUGHTS

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›› pairing boyf! 𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐨𝐧 x nurse reader warnings mentions of death , argument , angst , hurt to comfort , fluffy won wc 0.7k 愛 MLIST

you cannot shake away the horrid beeping in the back of your head as you stumble through hallways. legs jelly, tears falling as you collide against an empty bench, immediately sliding down.

you remember the serene, peaceful face of the poor boy as his heart stopped beating. the distant scream when the news was broken to his family. the way your senior doctor looked crushed beyond explanation.

this is your job. dealing of death, sadness and illness everyday. gloomy, hurtful faces of people who come in with hope. who looked at you like you were god. who clinged to your arms desperately, begging you to bring their boy back.

but you were just a middle man between life and death. you cannot change fate. cannot convince dead hearts to start pumping life again. worse part, you lost yourself into this world of gloom everyday, bit by bit.

somewhere along the way, yang jungwon showed up in your life. someone who had nothing to do with your degree of work, yet, came through when you needed him the most.

he didn't relate to your problems. he didn't interfere. just consoled you in silence. and you appreciated it when you had something to look forward towards after your shift, waiting for you at home.

the apartment is dark when you get home, in contrast to the warm strip of light under the kitchen counter and the tv murmuring softly somewhere in the background.

your shoulders sag the second the door clicks shut behind you. your scrubs smell too strongly like antiseptic and exhaust. your head pounding from fluorescent hospital lights and prolonged shift hours.

you stand still for a moment.

“baby?”

jungwon’s voice comes from the couch, alert. you hear the rustle of blanket and the padding of feet toward the door, where you stand.

the second he spots you, his expression changes. something soft mingled with concern.

“you’re late,” he says quietly.

“hm.”

you crouch to untie your shoes, fingers clumsy. he crouches in front of you like reflex, hands moving to help, but you immediately swat them away.

“I got it.”

jungwon stills. “oh.. kay.”

your voice carried a sharp edge to it, but you don’t have energy to apologize.

so instead you stand, brush past him, and head straight for the kitchen.

jungwon watches silently as you pull a glass from the lower cabinet with little too much force.

“you ate?” he asks.

you approach the sink with heavy steps. “not hungry.”

“you should still eat something.”

“not hungry jungwon.” sharp edged, loud words tumbling out of your mouth.

there's silence. and then he walks closer towards you.

jungwon leans against the kitchen counter, arms folded against his chest as he looks at you intently.

“everything okay?” he asks after a beat.

your eyes scrunch shut, flipping the faucet on. “yeah.”

“you sure?”

the sound of running water infiltrating your ears. “I'm fine.”

“you don’t look fine.”

the water spills from the glass now, over flowing. a sound escapes you. humorless little sound.

“sorry I don’t look fine after a sixteen-hour shift.”

his brows furrow immediately. “that’s not what I meant.”

the overflowing water drips from the glass rim to down your wrists. “then what did you mean?”

“I mean you look really exhausted y/n.”

the water seeps into the fabric of your long sleeved coat. “i am.”

jungwon stares at you for a long moment. his foot move automatically, taking slow strides until he's behind you. you feel him closer from behind you as he stretches his arm over you, turning the faucet off.

“did you, perhaps, lose someone today?”

the glass in your hand stills. your throat tightens instantly. it's dead silent before your small voice creeps out. "why would you assume that?"

jungwon exhales slowly, his doubts confirmed "baby.”

your lips wobble. the familiar wetness glossing over your eyes. “do i look that bad right now? why would you fucking say that?”

“because you came home looking like you’re about to collapse!”

“I’m fine!”

“you're shaking y/n.”

you open your mouth again, ready to argue harder, louder, anything to keep the pain in your chest from spilling out of your mouth.

but your voice breaks either way. a small sob escapes you.

jungwon’s expression softens immediately, hands untucked, “baby, hey,"

“I’m fine,” you whisper, weaker this time.

he steps closer to you from behind, arms finding your elbows with the softest touch. "its okay not to be fine... you know th—"

something in you snaps.

“no i don't! I can’t afford to not be fine, jungwon!” you burst out. “i can’t be greedy, wanting to be fine when there's people infront of me everyday dealing with such shit i can't imagine even going through a fraction of it and, fuck, i—”

the tears come fast. face turning hot as you feel your throat closing up.

his voice comes out slow, gentle, coaxing you. "what happened?”

and suddenly you see a flatlining monitor, the abrupt silence and the cries.

jungwon turns you around slowly towards him, your back pressed against the sink. your eyes burn terribly.

“we tried everything,” you whisper into the air.

he doesn’t interrupt.

“he was getting better and then suddenly he just—” you inhale. “i don't know what went wrong.”

your voice cracks. “I didn’t even know what to say.”

jungwon reaches for you fully this time and you don’t stop him. the second his arms wrap around you, you collapse.

your forehead presses against his shoulder as silent tears finally spill out, your entire body shaking with exhaustion you’ve been holding in for hours. jungwon just holds you tighter, lips brushing your temple featherlight.

one hand rubbing slowly against your shaky back. shaking away the heavy weight on your shoulders along with the slow strokes.

“It’s okay,” he murmurs softly. “It’s okay, baby.”

“I hate this,” you choke out.

his eyes are warm and glossy now too. “you can only do so much love, you're only human.” he says gently.

you squeeze your lids shut. “I’m supposed to help these people won.”

“and you do,” his thumb brushes under your chin in slow strokes. “every single day.”

you don’t answer. ran out of words to express your dismay. or to push him away further reluctantly.

He studies you for another second before suddenly switching tones slightly.

“okay,” he pats your back once. “this won't do.”

you can only blink at him, sniffling.

“hospital hours are over, it's boyfriend girlfriend hours now.”

despite everything, a tiny half hearted laugh escapes you.

he wipes the rest of your tears away off your lash line with the pad of his thumb strumming against your under eyes. when tears are away, he takes your hand gently in his.

“c’mere,"

you’re too exhausted to protest as he guides you toward the bathroom.

he leads you in. taking off the accessories from your hair delicately. muttering small apologies every time he tugs slight harder. his fingers run through your hair lightly. his finger tips angled towards your scalp, massaging the area for a bit.

eventually his palm moves lower and settles onto your stiff neck as jungwon works his magic, making sure of the pressure he applies. you sigh into the feeling. all the stress and rigid emotions finally loosening.

he gives your forehead a few kisses. holds you for a while. only leaves with half reluctance after you've assured him you're okay.

by the time you come out of a hot shower twenty minutes later, wearing one of his hoodies paired with your shorts, the apartment smells like warm soup.

your chest aches at the sight. jungwon looks up from the dining table top, where he had just plated the utensils “food's ready, sit.”

a faint smile crawls up your face as you approach him. you curl up at the counter while he places the bowl in front of you.

the steaming golden liquid immediately warms up your insides. you smile into the spoon. jungwon visibly relaxes at the sight.

he moves to behind where you're seated, fingers immediately finding your scalp again. moving with enough pressure to relax you and not disrupt the slow sips you take.

“i'm proud of you,” he says suddenly.

your eyes lift to his. “for what?”

“for caring this much. and for being so strong." he brushes your hair behind your ear carefully. “for moving forward everyday relentless despite how much it hurts you.”

“but,” he continues softly, “you have to let someone take care of you too sometimes.”

either it's the exhaustion or it’s the warmth of the soup or his hands or the way he looks at you like you’re something precious instead of someone barely holding herself together but for the first time all day, your chest loosens.

loosens enough for you to breath.

💋 blowing 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 on the phone to climbing your 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬.

›› pairing boyf! sunghoon x reader warnings phonecall (sfw) , flirting , skinship , kisses mention , groping , both are giggleshitters wc 0.7k 愛 MLIST

──── 12:38 am. a whine resonates through the phone speaker on sunghoon's end as you lay on your stomach. "but i miss you sunghoon."

sunghoon bites back the giggle bubbling up his system and miserably fails. giddy chuckles slipping off his tongue.

it's a new relationship, and everything is just so tooth rotting sweet and exciting to you and sunghoon, you both just have to giggle about anything and blush about everything.

"i miss you too." he mumbles back. sweet voice carrying a slight rasp to it. "miss kissing you already."

"hoon!" you laugh, feet dangling like a little girl. "i miss your lips too... i wanna do it again."

"you wanna kiss me?" he reverts back.

your cheeks immediately redden as you bury your head into the pillow. "yes."

"baby." he whines, sucking in a breath. "wait, now i need to kiss you bad."

you lift your head up, staring at his display name on the screen. your eyes crinkle sparkling as you pucker your lips, kissing into the air. the audible 'muah' going straight to the mic.

kiss sent through the phone.

you hear him groan distantly. there's light shuffling and his voice is back. "y/n, is your dad home?"

you furrrow your brows, confused, "yeah, it's the weekend."

"shoot okay."

"hoon?" you ask suspiciously. there's more shuffling and ruffling on his end.

"give me a few minutes."

before you could form your next sentence, the call is cut. you frown, staring at the blank device in confusion.

──── 1:21 am.

you flinch when you hear the distant knock, novel falling out of your grip.

that wasn't your door. knock. knock. it's from behind you.

you immediately whip your head towards the window, the source of the sound, jumping off your seat.

your brows immediately jump and eyes widen to buttons when you spot him. your boyfriend hanging off his biceps from your window railing. his struggling eyes light up when he see's you.

a gasp escalates off your lips as you fumble with the lock, pushing the glass window open.

sunghoon, with what so ever strength remaining, pulls himself up, biceps and forearm flexing at the effort. and with a jump and a swing of his legs, he's in your room on his feet.

you immediately move away to lock you bedroom door, "hoon! oh my god, you could've gotten hurt."

with a turn, you're walking back to him. finger poking his chest as you continue. "what if you fell, hell, how and when did you get here? and what if dad comes? and how did you climb up-"

his palm sneaks around your middle, skillfully gliding against your waist as it moves lower to grip your hips.

his fingers tighten on your hips, dragging you a step closer until your chest bumps his. close enough for you to feel the cold night air clinging to his hoodie, the smell of his cologne and his heart pressed against yours.

your breath hitches, eyes locked to his hungry ones which stare you down so slowly, you feel your legs go jelly within seconds. "hoon, i'm being serious."

his devilish hand cups your ass and you let out a loud gasp. the hand from your behind moves towards the back of your thighs as he lifts you. like reflex, you lock your legs around his waist. now getting a closer look at his face. his brow quirked up, mirroring the small smirk on his mouth. "baby," his breath hits your nose. "for someone who wanted to kiss so bad, you sure talk alot."

"maybe because you were hanging off my window like some neighborhood burglar!" you whisper shout.

he laughs quietly, forehead dropping against yours. his laugh boyish. It makes your heart melt in the stupidest ways possible.

his thumb rubs slow circles on your thighs. “well, you said you wanted to kiss me. had to give my baby what she wants, hm?"

your stomach flips. his touch still slightly foreign to you, sending shockwaves up your body whenever he touched you. “you scared me though.” you mumble.

sunghoon’s features soften instantly. “sorry.” his nose bumps against yours lightly. “couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

you take note of the beautiful constellation of moles on his face. “you came all this way just for a kiss?”

his fingers grip your legs tighter, pulling you further into him if that were possible.

"maybe a few more kisses."

his eyes drop to your lips, half lidded.

i cannot 𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐬 on anything but you 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲.

›› pairing nerd boyf! jake x reader warnings fluff , suggestive , skinship , kisses , making out, jake lowkey menace wc 0.8k 愛 MLIST

everything jake says to you goes in one ear and out the other. your brain is fuzzy and under the influence of jake's soft voice serenading you into his arms.

the only time you register anything he says is when he drops in the occasional, "y' know what im saying?" or the "got it?" you got nothing and don't have a flimsy clue of anything he's been explaining but you nod nevertheless.

eventually, he catches on. your eyes glued to his lips, observing the way they move. his eyes, the way they sparkle while he goes on about god knows which theorem.

"y/n," he blinks. you blink back, humming.

"are you even listening?" he asks, unoffended, just amused.

you shake your head, "no."

jake tuts. begins again, going over the passage as he points out clearly over the important parts and things you need to remember. you couldn't really care less, mind elsewhere.

with your bottom lip caged in your teeth and a mysterious glint in your eyes you shuffle closer to him. extremely close. jake tenses, but keeps going. eventually put your palm over his thighs to hoist yourself up and over his lap.

he stops, breath caught. "what's this?"

you murmur some excuse about focusing better and motion him to keep going. jake sneaks his arm around your middle despite the nagging he throws your way about how you weren't focusing on shit.

you were focusing though, on him. the way his hair falls perfectly over his forehead. the soft scrunch of his brows as he scans the notes with precision. stupid pair of glasses perched on his nose so perfectly, adding to his beauty and your restlessness.

peck.

you press your lips against his cheek, giving in to whatever temptation has been flourishing in you. jake freezes. but doesn't say anything and goes back to his explanation. his arm tightening around you and the tips of his ears going crimson.

only feeling more encouraged, you press more kisses. on his cheeks, jaw, corners of his mouth and eventually trail them to his neck. kisses turning slower, longer and deeper as you go on.

the papers fall out of his grip as he exhales. "baby."

"what? " you whisper against his pulse before pressing a kiss against the base of his neck, eventually looking up. "I told you I wasnt listening." he was tomato red. skin flushed and pupils unfocused.

his lips parted to say something. almost sensing him about to began another nagging you quickly leaned closer, pressing a quick kiss to his mouth. jake squeeked quiet before parting his mouth to began saying something again. "I-" with a grin, you cut him off again with a kiss.

and one more. and several more smooches to shush him. eventually, he caught your wrists, laughing with red cheeks. "well why aren't you listening? "

you lean closer to him, both on your arms hooked around his neck. "easy. hate physics, love my boyfriend. now kiss."

you pucker your lips towards him, expectantly. jake only chuckles, hands on your hips to keep you over him. "hm, you love me?"

you pout at him. "yes. now kiss please."

jake tucks his head slightly away from you, fighting back a giggle as he furrows his brows. "how much?"

"jake!"

"answer me pretty."

you huff silently, your insides crushing from the way you need him so violently. "alot. can i finally get my k—"

your sentence is reduced to a squeal as jake lifts you up and onto the bed beside. you fall onto your back with a gasp, fingers gripping the sheets for balance.

jake towers over you. his arms beside your head as he cages you under him. his eyes search for yours, noting the want and heat in your gaze. his right thumb is light against your chin, tipping your head up. you follow obediently before his finger drags upwards to your mouth.

jake rubs his thumb against your lower lip, pressing till your lips part. "still want that kiss? "

you manage to find your voice back. "please."

he licks his lips, eyeing your mouth before discarding his glasses. his lips collide against yours slowly. brushing against your mouth, teasing at first before he finally moves with intention. kissing you so tenderly as his hand moves to cradle your head.

you feel his warm mouth melt against yours. you claw against his chest, tilting your head to taste him closer. jake follows, kissing you further deeply until his nose bumps yours.

the kiss grows messy, rushed, jerky, just plain making out. fueled by need, you slip your palms beneath jakes shirt. jake makes a sound in your mouth at that. you press your thighs against his sides. his body is hot under your touch as you drag your fingers back down, gripping the hem of his shirt, ready to have it off him.

with a pop, jakes mouth is off yours. you chase his lips immediately. jake presses a finger against your puffy lips instead. "uh uh, "

you furrow your brows, whining in need of him over you again. hands clawing at his body, not letting go.

when you give it to me 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 ➴ baby just like that

›› pairing boyf! riki x reader warnings fluff , suggestive , skinship , kisses , hip tattoo mention , horny mention wc 0.9k 愛 MLIST

your gaze drifted to the side, riki was on his phone, one hand holding the device and the other behind his head. his shirt hem rode up from the left side. the outline of the peeking red tattoo visible slightly, right above the waistband of his sweatpants.

his moles prominent from the sideview as the warm bedroom light hit his face in the right places. you felt a warm blooming heat flourish in your chest as it spread blazing through your body.

your gaze dropped to the peeking sliver of skin below his shirt as you extended your left arm. your fingers gripped his wrist. niki quickly switched the phone to his other arm so he could interlink your fingers.

his fingertips jolting a spark in your body as they aligned with yours. he was still on his phone, clueless. all while you were unraveling in a heat you bought upon yourself.

your fingers caressed his as the desire grew stronger. sweat dripped down your neck and your cheeks reddened. a look at your boyfriend was enough to ignite a fire in you.

you quickly shifted to your side. your chest pressed against his shoulder as you felt another heatwave attack you. you settled your free hand over the interlocked ones, gripping his arm with both your hands.

"you're touchy today." niki began, his voice carrying a little rasp to it.

"compensating for all the times i wasn't." he blinked once, at his phone, amused, before finally turning to look at you. "why're you so red?"

you held his interlocked palm tight in yours before flipping it so your palm was above, you held the grip, using it to sit upright. you gave him a strong stare, your wandering eyes in search of the red tattoo again. "you know," niki began, his phone now tucked away. "you could just look at it."

"I will." without giving it much thought, you unlinked your fingers, swinging your leg over his torso simultaneously until you settled over him. the sudden heavy weight of your body over his crotch making riki jolt his hips upwards by reflex, confused. "what're you doing?"

"looking." you murmur absent mindedly. fingers sneaking under the shirt hem, feeling his warm skin against yours before pushing the fabric upwards to uncover the red ink. your gaze is fixated at the tattoo, almost entranced and riki's biting down a smile.

your fingertips brush his hipbone, just where it is, careful and light. he inhales quietly at the contact. you look up immediately, catching the reaction.

you bent down, closer to the intoxicating red printed into his skin. niki positions his arms at the back of his head. clearly giddy, amused. "you like?"

your lips gravitate to mirror the kiss mark as you murmur into his exposed skin, "so much."

and then you finally press your warm lips against his hip, right above the red lips. you let the kiss linger before pulling your head back to look at it again. your clear gloss coating the red lip perfectly.

shaky exhales escalates off his lips and you already feel the goosebumps rising up his skin under your fingertips.

"mine." you whisper quietly against his skin but he catches it.

a smile decorates niki's lips. half fond, half turned on.