Synopsis: If there was one thing Heeseung hated, it would be you on your period. It's always hard for him to watch you in pain, which is exactly what happened today. How will the idol make your day better?
Warning: tooth rotting fluff and ummm idk - mention of blood?
A/N: Based on a request I got, basically just a small oneshot.
You were dying. That's all Heeseung could conclude from the moment he stepped inside your shared dorm.
Heeseung had just returned from a long dance session and had stepped into the dorm when he heard your wail.
And the first thing he saw was you - on the couch, curling into yourself, wailing and crying.
He blames it on himself. Naturally. He knew he should've stayed at home. Least on the first day.
"Heeseung..." He froze. You sounded weak and desperate. If he blamed himself before, he might kill himself right now. He definitely should have been there for you and now your suffering alone.
"I'm here, I'm here." He rushes to your side and places his warm hand on your abdomen, while his other hand combs your hair out of your face.
"Hee, it hurts." You tell, the words coming out in a half sob.
"Shh, I'm here. I'm so sorry, I should have come earlier." He tells, his voice is calm and steady.
You shake your head at his words, but more tears fall from your eyes.
"How about we go to the bed? You can sleep there." Heeseung suggests.
You nod at his words and he slowly places his hand underneath your head and helps you sit up.
"Take it slow. Where's your heating pad?" He asks, his eyes darting around the room for the heating pad.
"I don't know... I was looking for it but the pain got worse." You tell, and it makes you so again.
Heeseung imagines you trying to find it alone and is once again feeling guilty for not being there.
You both make your way to the bed and you flop down on it, clutching your abdomen.
"I'll find your heating pad, wait here." Heeseung tells but you barely hear it, in your pained daze.
He quickly returns with a warm heating pad and quickly lies down on the bed, beside you.
"Come here, babe." Heeseung tells, opening his arms.
You waste no time. Within few seconds, your at his side, with your head on his chest and his hand in your hair.
"Hee, I missed you." You tell, rubbing your face on the fabric of his chest, kind of like a cat.
"I'm so sorry, I should've been here for you." He apologizes yet agin.
You shake your head at his words. "I'm just glad your here now."
A/N: Thank you for this request, however I can't seem to be able to add it to my post, sry. Gosh, how good would it be to have heeseung on our periods?
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Synopsis: Its your wedding day. Your getting married to Yang Jungwon, against your wish. However, something's changed between you both. What used to be understanding slowly has developed to feelings. Maybe, just maybe, this might work out..
I can't do this. I can't do this. I can't do this. I can't do this. I can't do this. I can't do this. I can't do th-
You look at yourself.
You were wearing a white dress, your hair was near and you were holding a bouquet of flowers.
It was your wedding day.
Your mother was behind you, on a phone call. Your father must be waiting outside to walk you down the aisle. Jungwon must be waiting at the altar.
And you? Your freaking out. There's no way this is actually happening. Your wedding.
"Sweetheart, it's time." Your mother's voice cuts through your thoughts.
You just simply nod.
You step out and gaze at your father - who is stern and expressionless. Of course, he couldn't care less.
You lock your arms with his and walk to the wedding hall.
The door gets closer with every step you take. Once you go through that door, you can't go back. But you can't give up on Jungwon after assuring him last night either.
You take a deep breath.
"Chin up, Y/N. Don't embarrass us." Your father tells.
You put your chin up and push open the door.
This is your future. No going back.
Your eyes immediately land on him. Jungwon. Gosh, does he look like a dream?
He looks nervous but composed like he always is. And you hope you look the same.
You walk down the altar. You feel Jungwons gaze on you, but you focus on the backdrop of the hall.
You reach the end and lock eyes with the ones already on you.
"Take good care of Y/N." Father tells.
"Yes, Mr.Jong." Jungwon replies.
You take your place next to Jungwon. There must be a thousand people at the wedding hall. After all, you both were the most influential people in all of Korea, apart from your parents.
"You okay?" Jungwon asks, leaning towards your ear.
You look at him and nod.
He smiles and tilts his head. "You look beautiful, Y/N."
"Thank you. You look handsome."
He nods in acknowledgement and faces forward. You do the same.
The next few minutes pass by in a blur. Vows are exchanged. Words are said. Rings are put.
"Do you take Yang Jungwon as your rightful husband?"
"I do."
"Do you take Jong Y/N as your rightful wife?"
"I do."
"Then, you may kiss the bride."
Shit. You forgot about that part.
Jungwon leans forward, capturing your lips with his. His lips are soft and warm. That's all you can think of. He places it there for a second before pulling back and facing forward.
I became the CEO of Yang Money Affairs. I'm the youngest person to be CEO of two companies. If Jungwon had woken up, I wouldn't be CEO. Please, Jungwon, wake up. Come back to us.
He still hasn't woken up. I really thought he would wake up. He still hasn't. Today is Jungwons birthday. He turns 21 today. I hope he won't be sad when he finds out he missed it during the time he was in this coma.
He... he passed away today. The doctors told me he had woken up for a few minutes then had taken his last breaths. He was alone. He had woken up from a terrible accident and found himself alone. He passed away alone. I wasn't there for him. I failed him.
JONG Y/N, CEO OF JONG MEDICAL CENTER AND YANG MONEY AFFAIRS PASSED AWAY AT 21.
Cause of death has been confirmed due to overdose of drugs. The young CEO had been struggling mentally after the death of her husband and suicided a week after his death.
A/N: OH MY GATOS, I JUST FINISHED MY FIRST SERIES EVER!! hope u liked this. English isn't my first lang so this was a hard achievement for me. I know u all are gonna hate me for killing them but i just couldn't see them having a happy ending. Byeee!
Synopsis: Your officially engaged to Yang Jungwon. It's the night before your wedding when your ex-boyfriend comes and gives you a chance to escape from your future - will you take it or will you choose Jungwon?
Tomorrow's the big day. Your wedding with Yang Jungwon.
It's been 2 months since the engagement and its a lie to say things haven't been awkward. You and Jungwon had been living in his house, barely talking.
Your mind goes back to the phonecall you had 2 months ago. You had thought something had changed that day but after that, it had only gotten more distant.
"Y/N? My question?"
You turn your focus to Mrs.Yang. Currently, you were at the flower shop, picking a flower for the wedding. "Would you prefer tulips or roses?" Mrs.Yang repeats.
"Roses would be lovely." You reply, turning to the white roses in front of the shop. "Yes, it would be lovely." Mrs.Yang replies, smiling a bit.
"Y/N, shall we head out?" She asks, pointing the way out.
"Yeah. Uh, let me call you a cab?" You ask, maintaining composure.
She smiles and pauses for a bit. "Mrs.Yang?"
"Yes, thank you." She tells, but it comes out short.
You scramble for your phone inside your bag, and call a cab for Mrs.Yang.
"I hope you have your wedding dress ready for tomorrow." She tells. "Oh, yes. Thank you for coming with me to pick it." You reply. "It is a shame your parents didn't come." She tells shortly. "They don't really care when it comes to me, so don't worry. Nothing that surprising." You reply, coming out half-hearted.
"Y/N?"
"Yes, Mrs.Yang?"
"Take care of Jungwon, won't you?"
"... Of course."
She smiles for a bit. "I think the cab's here. Well then, Y/N, I'll see you tomorrow. At the wedding." She tells, before stepping into the white cab.
You wave at her until the car starts moving and start walking back home, it wasn't that far away.
"Y/N! Wait up!"
You freeze. You hadn't heard that voice for 2 months. Not since that phonecall.
" Listen, I understand your scared about graduation and escaping but you can't chicken out like this."
You turn back and your eyes lock onto the brown ones already on you. "Jake?" You call out. "Y/N, it's me." He comes up to you and moves his hand to your cheek. But you step back, flinching away. "Wha- Y/N, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have left you like that." Jake tells.
"Fuck you, Jake. You left me. What are you doing here?" You bite out, glaring at him.
"I'm so sorry, Y/N. Please, give me another chance. Please." Jake tells but it falls on deaf ears. You're having none of it.
"Go home, Jake. Don't bother me again." You turn away and start walking back. Suddenly, his hands catch your wrist.
"Y/N... Come back. We can escape. That's what you wanted, right? Australia?" Jake asks.
Those words for some reason takes you back to that day.
"I know. But, this - this can be your escape. Our escape." He tells.
You go quiet.
"Please, Y/N." He tells, the words coming out desperate.
"I can't, Jake. I can't do that to Jungwon." You tell.
"How about this? You don't have to tell me now. Just - just tell me by the end of the night. Say the word and I'll come pick you up. Ok?" He tells.
You nod.
And then you walk back home.
You open the door, the lights are already switched on. "Jungwon, I'm home!" You call out.
No reply.
"Jungwon?" You call out again.
You turn back. His shoes aren't there. His bag is on the ground. He was here, but right now he isn't. You take your phone from your pocket and scroll through your contacts until it lands on Jungwon.
It rings once. Twice. Thrice. Too long.
He doesn't pick up. Your panicking now. You try again. It rings again. Once. Twice. He picks up.
"Jungwon? Jungwon!" You call out.
"Yeah, I'm here. What happened? You sound worried." He asks.
You scoff into the phone.
"You. You scared me! I thought something happened!" You exclaim.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I- just - I'm clearing my head."
"You should inform me next time."
"Yeah, sorry."
"I thought you ran away."
"I promise, I won't."
The line goes quiet. You suddenly feel guilty. You've certainly thought about running away not even 10 minutes ago.
"Y/N?"
"I'm here."
"Do- do you want to join me? I'm at that park."
"...I would like that."
"See you in a minute, then."
You smile even though he can't see it and hang up, before grabbing a scarf and putting on your shoes and scrambling to your shoes.
5 minutes later, you're at the park, with no sign of Jungwon.
"Y/N?" A voice rings out behind you.
You turn back and come face-to-face with Jungwon. This is the closest you've ever been to him. His eyes are a bit red from lack of sleep and he's smiling.
"Jungwon." You breathe.
"Sorry for making you worried."
"No, don't worry about that."
You both fall into silence and he holds out his arm, polit and considerate, as if he's inviting you to walk with him.
You take it and for a brief moment, you're sure he's grinning, but he's just as composed.
You both walk silently at the park. It's not awkward silence, it's more comforting.
"You know, you're scary when you're angry." He tells.
You smile.
"What was the reason for clearing your head?" You ask.
"Guess I'm scared about tomorrow."
"Why so?"
"I'm scared that I'm not right for you."
You go quiet.
"I'm scared that I'm not right for you, either." You reply.
He chuckles.
"But you should know that it's ok. To be scared." You tell.
He chuckles again.
"Aren't we all scared of something?" He asks.
"We are. Everyone." You reply.
"Thank you. For joining me today." He tells.
"I would've either way. You waited for me at a time no one else did. Thought I should return the favor."
"Is that why? I thought it's for me." He tells, cracking a smile.
"Oh, I assure you it's not."
You both chuckle and fall into silence. The night fades away like that, in comforted words and quiet steps beside each other.
Synopsis: You had your entire life planned out. Graduate, move out with your boyfriend, and get away from this toxic city as soon as possible. But then life takes a turn for the worst. A Billionaires son - Yang Jungwon is yet to find a bride and you - being their rivals daughter - is set up with him. Will it end with that typical sappy ending or will it all go down?
Tomorrow was the day. You'd move out with your boyfriend - Jake and move to Australia. Your parents, the CEO's of the Jong Medical Centre, don't know a thing. They don't have time for what you do, being the most important figures in Korea. Well, them and their rivals - Yang Money Affairs.
But today, you couldn't care less. You were practicing your speech - after all, you were valedictorian. (Not that you wanted to be) You imagined it - Jake taking your video, the principal shaking your trembling hands and you - top of your class - finally get to escape.
"Y/N! Come down, sweetheart!"
Mother. You dwell a second for why she used this sweet tone today - Ah. Of course. There were guests.
You tidy up your appearance and walk down the stairs only for your eyes to widen. A handsome guy - black hair, dark eyes and porcelain skin- was standing in your hallway. He had a black attire - black shirt with rolled up sleeves and black pants that was a bit loose. He was also standing with the Yangs.
You got Mother's eyes, signaling you to come down.
As you take your place next to your parents, you feel him gazing at you.
"Sweetheart, this is Yang Jungwon. Son and heir of the Yangs." Pointing at him.
So this was the infamous Yang Jungwon. Korea's mysterious heir.
You bow your head slightly, and he does the same.
" And this is?" He asks.
His voice was definitely charming. But you couldn't care less.
"Our daughter, Jong Y/N." Father replies
"Pleasure to meet you." He tells, extending his hand.
"No, the pleasure is mine." You tell, taking his hand.
His hands are cold and nothing like Jakes.
"So, the contract? Is it now?" Ms. Yang asks.
Contract? What contract? Maybe an alliance?
"Yes, does Jungwon know?" Mother asks.
"I do." Jungwon replies.
"Y/N, Yang Jungwon is to be your husband." Father tells.
Time freezes. Your eyes widen. The whole world goes quiet.
"No." A single word escapes your throat before you run to your room and lock yourself inside.
No. No. This can't be happening. Jake, what about him? What about your escape? All gone down.
Jake.
You scramble for your phone and dial Jakes number.
It rings once. Twice. He picks up.
"Jake? Jake?"
"Hey, Y/N."
"Jake, you - you have to - can you pick me up?"
"What? Wait, what is this about?"
"Jake, their forcing me -"
"Forcing you to what? Calm down."
You take a silent breath.
"Their forcing me to marry Yang Jungwon."
The line goes quiet.
"Jake?"
"Y/N... is this a joke?"
"No."
" Listen, I understand your scared about graduation and escaping but you can't chicken out like this."
Chicken out? What - he doesn't believe you.
"Jake, I'm not -"
"I don't know what this is about, but I have to go Y/N."
He hangs up.
Your hand drops your phone. And you sink to the floor, head in your arms and the night fades away.
The sunlight filters through the window. "Ugh..." You groan but open your eyes, squinting at the grey room.
Grey room.... Wait a minute.
Your room isn't supposed to be grey... Your not in your room.
Its not Jake's either. Jake.... the call from last night still lingers in your mind.
"Listen, I understand your scared about graduation and escaping but you can't chicken out like this."
Gosh, you can't believe he said that...
Suddenly the door creaks open. And behold, Yang Jungwon steps in. He enters the room quietly, composed, and his eyes fall on you.
"Good morning." the words come out quickly from his mouth, as though this was normal.
"Why am I here?" You ask, dismissing the greeting.
"You kind of passed out in your room and your parents - well, they told me to bring you here." He told, tilting his head a bit.
"Uh huh. And this is where exactly?" You ask, glaring at him.
"My house." He replies. He doesn't tell anything afterwards, as if he's giving you a moment to process everything.
And you are. You passed out in your room and your parents couldn't care less. They told Jungwon to bring you here.
"Breakfasts ready, uh, so if your hungry, you can grab a bite..." Jungwon tells.
"I'll be there in a minute." I tell. "By the way, our engagement will be announced this evening to the public." Those were the last words he told before stepping out.
Right. Your engaged to Yang Jungwon. How could you forget?
"Y/N, Yang Jungwon is to be your husband."
You replay your fathers words in your head. Your engaged. Your engaged. Your - Stop. Don't think about that.
You step out and give the place a look. Jungwon is at the grey table, eating pancakes.
You grab a plate and pile pancakes on it, before taking a seat across him. "Syrup?" He asks. You shake your head.
"Mr. Yang?"
"Call me Jungwon."
"Fine. Jungwon?"
"Yeah?"
"The thing is - I have a boyfriend."
"I'm aware."
"Your not concerned that it might get in the way of our engagement."
"I am."
You go silent.
"I was under the impression your parents had spoken to him."
You don't speak.
"He - he doesn't want to get in our way, so he told that he's breaking up with you."
You lower your head. There's not an inkling of emotion in your face, no tears, no disbelief, nothing.
"Y/N?" Jungwon asks.
"Yeah?"
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be. You should'nt be sorry for something that's not your fault."
He smiles and tilts his head. "You really are collected."
You look at him. "No, it's just years of practice.
And the morning fades into silence.
12:58 A.M.
Your on the couch, watching "The Devil Wears Prada". Jungwon had to go to some meetings today and wouldn't be back till midnight.
"He - he doesn't want to get in our way, so he told that he's breaking up with you."
That's the only thing on your mind. After Jungwon had left, you had cried to yourself. Right now, Jake and all your friends would be at the graduation party. The principal must have called you to get your diploma but you weren't there. The valedictorian badge must be still there. Maybe they gave it to someone else.
10:58 P.M.
Time does fly really fast. 108 notifications from your friends.
Nothing from Jake. One message from Jungwon.
Jungwon: I'm on my way back home. I have dinner with me for the both of us. Hope you like pasta.
Unable to stay in your head longer, you step outside. Only for a moment. Just for a walk. You walk a lot, to a small park. Your phone rings once. Twice. You pick up.
"Y/N. Where are you?" Its Jungwon. His voice seems a bit upset.
"I went for a walk, why?"
"Gosh, you scared me. I thought you ran away."
"Oh. Sorry, I should have informed you."
The line goes quiet.
"Jungwon? You still there?"
"Yeah, I'm still here. I'm home."
"I'm at a park."
You can hear him take a breath.
"Come back before the food gets cold, k?" He tells.
Not a 'come back home.' Not a 'why did you go?'. Just a simple reminder that he'll be there, waiting for someone he barely knows. A simple reminder to take your time.
"Ya, I'll come back before the food gets cold." You reply.
"Bye." He tells.
"Bye." You reply.
"Be careful out there."
"Yep."
The line goes quiet. You hang up.
That was who Yang Jungwon was. Someone equally as scared as you. Someone who would wait for you. Someone who cared enough.
Something had shifted since that phonecall.
A/N: so this was my first post, and idk, if it's good or not. But pls wait for pt 2!
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