#parkjongseong

You suddenly remember that Jungwon, your boyfriend recently wrote a new song for their upcoming album and decided to listen to the demos he sent you.

Hundred Broken Hearts

Oh, how you missed his sweet, sweet voice. The more you listened to the song, the more it made you want to desperately run into his arms and give him the sweetest kiss ever, letting him know how badly you have missed him.

Moonstruck

Listening to this song had you blushing from the beginning till the end. You can't help but imagine how far you and Jungwon have gone in this relationship. You can't even lie and say that it has you giggling and blushing like a little girl at some parts of the song.

After listening to the song demos, you couldn't help but send a message to your significant other. 

“I miss you so much, love.”

“Please come back soon.”

You know it's a bit early in the country where he is right now. Even if you message him right now, it would probably take him hours till he can finally reply back to you. However, it seems like fate has other plans for you, and soon your phone starts to ring.

Bzz bzz bzz

The phone continues to ring, making you check to see who is calling you at this late hour.

“It’s Jungwon!” You say. Smiling and answering the phone call from your boyfriend.

Phone call [jungwon]

You: hey babe!

Jungwon: Hey honey bunz. I missed you!

You: why are you up so early? You should sleep more!

Jungwon: I couldn't stop thinking about you all night, I couldn't even sleep a wink. You hear him chuckle on the other side.

You: hey! I can hear laughter, you know. You say pouting. I’m just worried you haven’t got the rest you need, with that hectic  schedule you guys have with that tour. 

Jungwon: Don't worry babe, I’m doing just fine. You know I’m a strong guy so don’t stress about it, okay?

You: Fine.. if you say so.

Jungwon: anyways!! I wanted to call you since I wanna just spend my day off talking to my one and only love and talk about how we met.

You: I was literally just thinking about that too!

Jungwon: Remember that one time at the park? Where we first met?

You: Yeah, and please don’t remind me. I looked so ugly that night. You even had to see my ugly crying face.

Jungwon: Oh please! You looked beautiful! If anything, me seeing you that night was when I first fell for you.

Jungwon: You could say that it could have been ‘love at first sight’

You chuckle at his response.

You: I had mascara running down my face and you’re telling me you fell for me that same night?

Jungwon: Mhmm. He hums. I really did!

You: Stop lying. You protest back. 

Jungwon: Anyways let's move on from that.

You: Actually, I’m thinking of going on a walk to that same park right now. Should I?

Jungwon: Sure! Whatever eases your mind, cutie. 

You: Let me get ready and I’ll call you again when I get to the park.

Jungwon: Alrighty then. Stay safe and make sure to look left and right when crossing. I love you

You: yes mother. I love you too.  You say jokingly as you end the call with Jungwon.

You put your phone down as you walk over your dresser to put on one of the hoodies that was given to you by your boyfriend. “This should keep me warm enough.” you say as you also put a beanie and sneakers on to complete your look.

“I’m so glad the park is only a few blocks away from my place.” you say with relief as you cross the empty street towards the entry of the park. “I should probably call him again.” and not even a few seconds later your call was answered right away.

Phone call [jungwon]

Jungwon: Did you make it safely?

You: Mhmm. You hum softly. I’m by the playground where we always hang around.

You: Wishing you’re right next to me right now.

Jungwon: Just keep wishing then maybe it’ll come true.

You giggle at his silly suggestion and walk over to the swings near the bench you guys first both met. 

You: Maybe I will. You say as you sit yourself on the swing.

Jungwon: Baby.. 

You: Yes?

Jungwon: You know how badly I missed your voice? Your touch? Your kiss? And the way you play with my hair? I missed your everything so badly my love.

You: Me too, love. I miss you so much.

Jungwon: I bet the moon looks just as beautiful as you tonight my love.

Unbeknownst to you, someone, not far from your current location is looking your way and adores how you look at the moon just above you. A sweet and fond smile forms on his lips showing his cute cat-like features.

 You: Saying that while you’re not next to me is just a crime you know. A pout forming on your lips.

A snicker is heard between the trees not far from you causing you to turn your head. You pay no mind to it as you realize you might have just imagined it.

Jungwon: You know each and every word I say is the truth and nothing but the truth. I wouldn’t say something I don’t really mean and you should know that by now. 

You: You win this time, Yang Jungwon.

Jungwon did his best to stay hidden, crouching behind the trees with all the stealth he could muster. He squinted at the lamppost in the distance, watching Y/N pace back and forth as her voice echoed faintly through the phone pressed against his ear.

Everything was going smoothly—well, until the mosquitoes decided to crash his little stakeout.

A couple of them buzzed around his face like tiny, winged nuisances, one especially bold intruder hovering dangerously close to his nose. Jungwon froze, scrunching his face in a valiant effort to hold it back. But the tickle was relentless.

“Achoo!”

The sneeze erupted, louder than he intended, startling even the crickets. He froze, his eyes wide with panic as Y/N’s voice cut off mid-sentence.

“Wait... Was that—” Y/N paused, tilting her head. “Did you just sneeze on the phone? Or… wait, was that from the trees?”

Jungwon mentally facepalmed, realizing his sneeze had betrayed him not once, but twice.

“Uh... bless me?” he mumbled weakly into the phone, but Y/N was already walking toward the lamppost, her curiosity piqued.

“Jungwon?” she called out, stifling a laugh as her eyes scanned the darkened trees.

From his less-than-perfect hiding spot, Jungwon let out a resigned sigh. “Stupid mosquitoes,” he muttered under his breath, preparing to come out before he made an even bigger fool of himself.

“Surprise?!” Jungwon jumps up with both hands mimicking a Peek-a-boo like pose.

You end the call that was still on-going on your phone and wrap your arms around him.

“I missed you so much” You say as you place your hand on his cheeks looking up at him from his chest.

“So much for a cool surprise am i right?” he laughs as he places a soft kiss onto your plum lips. Oh how he missed the touch of your lips right up on his and how long he has waited to finally see you and feel you right up on his arms once again.

“Just as I mentioned earlier. You’re just as beautiful as the moon tonight my love.” he says before continuing on with giving you the most passionate and heart melting kiss you’ve ever had your whole life. The sweet taste of cherry with a mix of strawberry from both yours and Jungwon’s chapstick just couldn’t explain how much you both have been wanting this moment to never stop. A slick of saliva comes out as you both slowly pull away to take a break as you both try to catch your breaths.

“Why are you here?” you ask as you finally realized that your boyfriend who’s supposed to be in America is now back in Korea right in front of you. “Weren’t you supposed to be in America right now with the boys?” you continue to ask.

“I lied and told them I’m homesick and that I’ll join them again in 2 weeks” He chuckled knowing how you’ll probably make this into a big deal.

“What do you mean join them again?? You guys are on a tour, Jungwon wouldn’t you get in trouble when they find out you only came back to see me?” You say as you bombard him with a series of questions not even letting him interrupt you.

“What are you saying, y/n? You are home. You’re my home.” he says as he pulls you by the waist for another hug whilst giving you a small peck on your temples.

You blush at his actions and just lay on his chest as you comfortably feel the beat of his heart slowly rising. The sound of his comforting humming sounds just like a lullaby and you can never explain how much warmth it gives. You slowly lose consciousness as you lay next to your lovely boyfriend knowing nothing is ever going to separate the two of you till the end of the world. 

“Wake up! Wake Up!!” you feel a weak push on your side. Not wanting to wake up, you turn around and ignore whoever is trying to wake you up.

“I said wake up! Wake up, alweady!” the small figure next to your sleeping body grows frustrated as you show no signs of wanting to wake up.

“If you don’t wake up right now, I’m going to tattle on daddy.” the little girl sulks both rosy cheeks puffing out in annoyance.

Just from the word ‘daddy’ got you opening both eyes wide open in shock. “Daddy?” you repeat. “Yeah, Wonnie papa.” the little girl says.

“Daddy said I should wake you up since we're going on a twip today!” the girls exclaim in excitement. 

“Ahh is that what daddy said Yeonie?” you ask your daughter.

“Yup!! I hope we’re going to lotte world today! I’m so excited mommy!” little Yeonie says as she jumps on the mattress. “Well you should get ready then so we can head out soon, alrighty sweety?” you give Yeonie a kiss as you lead her back to her room.

You sigh as you realize the dream was all just a flashback from 3 years ago. The same occurrence happens once every full moon. It's like a little recall on the most heartfelt moment you’ve ever had in your whole life.

“Honey, are you in there?” you hear a familiar voice and a knock on the bedroom door. You open the door not to only see your husband but also your first and last love. Yang Jungwon.

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a/n: sorry for not being able to post for awhile pooks. If I'm being honest I did unfortunately lose the motivation to write for awhile and due to my work schedule i haven't been able to do much on this app;-;;;. I've also had this ff in my drafts for awhile now and haven't been able to finish writing it until now so I hope you guys will love this one.

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You met Jay during college. How he tried not to attract attention, his thoughtfulness, the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled, and god... his dimples. Yet somehow, even from the start, shadows lingered.

He was kind to everyone. To his friends, to strangers, and, most painfully, to the girls who came before you. He never said it outright, but you could see it in the way his friends talked about her. Or didn’t. How they didn’t really talk about you at all. How they still saw him as the boy who’d loved her, the boy who’d been different before you.

The first time you saw that photo tucked into his wallet, a picture of them, smiling so brightly, a moment where they seem so happy to be around each other frozen and carried around in a glossy paper. You’d teased him because you and Jay weren’t official yet at that time. “Oh, you’re still carrying her around?” He’d just laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck, “It’s not like that. Well, I paid for it, kind of wasteful to throw it away.” It’s funny. The amount he paid for the picture wasn’t much, so you know it’s not the reason. Yet again, you wanted, needed to believe him. And you did.

You had known a lot about her, of course you had. She was someone he’d once loved deeply, and Jay wasn’t the type to pretend that part of his heart had never existed. “It’s nothing, really. She just wanted to ask me things,” he’d said the time you saw the chat room on his phone. You choose to understand. After all, you love him so much that you trust him more than anything.

Jay was never the one who asked for the breakup with her. That part of his story, he never spoke of openly—but you learned in fragments. The way his voice always softened at the mention of her name, how his gaze drifted somewhere distant whenever old memories surfaced. It was she who walked away, leaving him clutching at air, trying to understand where he went wrong, desperately begging for chances, despite knowing it’s not his fault — not wanting to lose her.

And maybe that’s why Jay never let himself fall too deep again. Maybe that’s why, even when he loved you, tried to love you the way you deserved... he kept pulling himself back before he could get lost. Because in his mind, losing himself in love meant losing the person too.

He treated her kindly, even long after the end. A soft spot he couldn’t erase. He helped when she asked, answered when she called, stayed kind. And you saw it. You saw the lengths he went for her, the gentleness that lingered, and it made you wonder if why you were worth the same softness, the same staying power.

And then there was the girl he liked after getting his heart broken. The “almost”. The one his housemates always teased him about, the one he’d convinced to come to the same college. The one he said he had no feelings for, not anymore. But when she messaged, he’d respond.

You still remembered that night — when she asked to see him, and he chose you.

But his heart wasn’t there. His body sat next to you, but his mind was elsewhere. And you hated yourself for noticing.

Fear does strange things to people.

No matter how hard Jay tried, the ghosts of your past fears, and his past clung to you. And sometimes, without meaning to, you pushed him away.

You asked for breaks; not because you didn’t want him, but because you needed to know he’d stay. You needed to know he wouldn’t throw you away at the first sign of your cracks.

Until he didn’t, until that one last time.

You were with him for three months.

Jay didn’t end things because he stopped caring. He ended it because he was exhausted — exhausted of watching the person he loved hurt, and feeling like he was the reason why. He convinced himself that you deserved someone who could make you feel safe without trying so hard, someone who could love you without their love feeling like a weight on your chest.

You tried to understand. You tried so hard. When Jay said those words, “I think you’ll keep hurting if I hold on. I’m not enough for you. I’m tired of seeing you hurt because of me.” — you wanted to scream.

Because in that moment, all you wanted was for him to fight. You wanted him to see past the fear in your eyes, to reach out and pull you closer. You wanted him to stay. You wanted him to choose you, not walk away. You wanted to heal him too. You wanted him to decide, that both of you is worth to fight for. To grow, to learn, to love, together.

But at that moment? He didn’t.

And now, no matter how much time passes, it still hurts. It hurts because you didn’t ask for perfection. You asked for him. You know he’s trying, and you’re trying too. Which should be more than enough. But instead, he left you standing there with your heart wide open, waiting for someone who no longer believed he was what you needed.

You held on. You were ready to stay, no matter how messy, no matter how scared. Because he was worth it. He was your reason to keep on living, after all. The one who made you finally yearn for a future together after years of hating the idea of living. After he left, what’s more to live for?

You met again after Jay ended things.

“Why?” he asked. “Why did you always pull away?”

You met his gaze, eyes wet with unshed tears.

“Because I wanted to see if you’d stay. Because I needed to know I wasn’t easy to throw away. Because I wanted to be what they were to you. The one you kept choosing, even when it was hard.” How badly you wanted to say it, yet you kept quiet. Just staring, really looking at him, afraid that this might be the last time you see his face, the one you loved so much, and to be this close to him, where his presence is your home, for the last time.

Jay waited for your answer. He didn’t pushed you, he waited. After a while, you finally answered, “I never wanted to. I tried to understand. And it used to feel like… I am yours, but you’re never mine.”

You told yourself it was for the best. That maybe, now, he’d finally find what he was looking for. That maybe you’d finally stop feeling like you were holding him back.

But the hurt didn’t stop.

You saw him sometimes, across campus. Still talking to that girl after his ex. Still smiling when she messaged. Interacting on each other's post, commenting “when’s the next date?”, knowing damn well his friends still teased them.

And that was what broke you the most; not that he moved on, but that maybe he never had to. Maybe you’d always just been filling space in his heart, space that had never really been yours.

You broke up hoping that maybe, finally, he’d give you the kind of care he gave to ones before you. That he’d see, treasure, choose you, in the way you’d always longed for.

But nothing changed.

If anything, it felt like he was freer now.

And still.

Still, you waited.

You waited for him to realize that it wasn’t too late. That he could come back. That you’d been waiting all along. That you chooses him no matter what.

⭑ lvfrstar’s note: i wanted to write for sunghoon, but knowing how gentle jay is with women, i chose him for this (please differentiate au and real life ❤️‍🩹) i hope yall love this as much as i do cuz i cried while writing this…