The Mole Soulmate One Always Gets Me With Hyunjin Huhuhu

crying at 2am. I want this man pls 😭😭😭😭

ten things hwang hyunjin says when he thinks you’re asleep — fluff, established relationship, a twitch of angst

chan | lee know | changbin | HYUNJIN | han | felix | seungmin | jeongin

just released a lee know long fic if you guys are interested to read! :)

one. it's been exactly a year since i picked up my paint brush again. god, i still remember when i thought i'd forever let go of art. i've learned to trade my dreams for security anyway, there was no point in indulging in something i had no future in. but then i met you, and i will never forget the moment i realized i was in love with you. that night, i painted until the sun was up. thank you for inspiring me again, my muse.

two. you hold light wherever you go, did you know? that same light you see in others lives inside of you too. i will make sure you know that, even if i have to tell you every day.

three. i think you look prettiest when you laugh and you think no one's looking at you. it always fills me with a warmth i've never known.

four. you make life so achingly beautiful for me.

five. ah, i feel so sentimental tonight. i guess, it's just the thought that years ago, i had my heart broken and i thought it could never get better from there. but you helped me make it whole again. maybe all that heartbreak was always meant to point me to where you are. thank you. thank you. thank you.

six. the loud voices in my head are a little quieter now. i think it's because of you.

seven. remember when chan had convinced us to go hiking with him and his significant other? oh my god, that was a disaster. and i know we said we'd never do it again, but some part of me wants to. maybe it's for the view, or the way you looked when we finally reached the top. you looked so beautiful. i really did feel a great deal of comfort being with you where the whole world didn't know. i didn't even think about the exhausting hike back. just that you were there, the only thing that makes sense to me, beside me. you said you hated it because you paled out, but beautiful things pale out—the sunrise, flowers, you. you’re the most beautiful of them all.

eight. i hope you love me as much as i love you.

nine. you will always have me. please don't ever doubt how i feel for you. i will always choose you, over and over and over again, in every lifetime. without doubt, without hesitation, without second thought. i will always choose you. again and again and again.

ten. i can't believe i've finally found the love i've been yearning for all my life. thank you. i love you. i'm a better person because of you. meeting you was the best thing to ever happen to me.

── ✧ words of affirmation with heeseung

heeseungxgn!reader | 0.78k words | fluff

a/n: you can probably guess which ones are my personal love languages or who my biases are lmao.

read the others here: jungwon | jake

you're ecstatic, the test results were better than you expected. your friend in the class comes up to your seat in the lecture hall, excited to share their results and ask for yours. the bright smile on your features reveal all, never leaving your face as you leave the room with them chatting about the lecture you just finished. you wave to them as you head towards the food hall, ready to take a break before your next class.

you fish for your phone, immediately video calling your boyfriend. your eyes light-up when the call connects, his familiar face on your phone screen.

"hey (y/n), how'd it go?" heeseung asks, though by the look on your face he'd like to assume it went well. you bring the paper into view, the grade visible. "it went well hee! i did better than i thought!" you exclaim, your voice catching the attention of others. you blush and bow apologetically before returning your eyes to heeseung's face, hearing his chuckle making your cheeks burn in embrassment.

"i'm so proud of you (y/n), i knew you could do it. does that mean you're coming over then to celebrate?" he questions with a hopeful smile, fixing his hair briefly in the phone screen briefly. your eyes watch for a moment before snapping out of it, nodding frantically. "i have one more lecture and i'll be on my way" you answer. "great, i'll meet you after then. i'll see you then my love" heeseung waves before ending the call. you put away your phone, dreading the line coming into view for the food you wanted to order.

as your final lectures ends, you're putting away your belongings. your classmates greet you a good weekend before they leave. humming, you don't notice heeseung entering the class and stopping in front of your seat. at least till he reaches for your notebook at the same time as you. you instantly jump, though you sigh in relief when you realize it's just him. he lets out a laugh, messing up the hair on top of your head. "good to see you too (y/n)" he teases, making you roll your eyes. he pulls you close, planting a soft kiss on your forehead before pulling away.

"hi heeseung, ready to go?" you ask, pulling your bag straps on your shoulders. he nods, holding his hand out for yours which you oblige. he steals a glance at your outfit, smiling as he winks at you. "is this new? you look great." you roll your eyes, "i sure hope i do considering you wouldn't stop complimenting me until I bought it" which makes heeseung laugh, "but you do look good in it, well anything you wear looks great" he comments earning a punch to his shoulder playfully. you two walk out of the campus to the subway station, finding seats on the train beside each other.

you lean your head on his shoulder, pulling out your phone to scroll on social media. you poke him from time to time, showing him whatever video popped up on your timeline, giggling and smiling whenever he comments on it.

"you look cute you know?" he starts, eyes gazing down at you. "well I'm mean you're always cute but there's something about you being excited to share the little things like a video you find funny to me is really cute" he grins, your eyes meeting briefly before you hide your sheepish smile in your shirt.

"and I think it's even cuter when you try to hide that adorable smile of yours" he adds, earning a whine from your lips as you hit his thigh. "and I think you like making my cheeks burn red like apples" you huff.

"i just love you" he states blankly, making your eyes widen and meet his. not that heeseung wasn't the type to say these affectionate words, but you could never understand how easy it left his lips with ease.

how his good morning/night messages never failed to make your heart flutter, how he gave you little doodles and sweet notes during first year. how never failed to compliment your new outfits with a smile and a kiss to your flushed cheeks. it just came so easy to him and you may never understand why.

"i love you too heeseung" you reply, not facing him to yourself calm down from his sudden bursts of affection. heeseung smiles to himself, his arm resting on your shoulder as he leaves a kiss on your temple. you silently wished the subway would go faster; maybe you'd be able to get off the train without looking like a tomato because of a certain someone.

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just me reading this fluffy vomiting cute ass piece of sht at a school night (it's 1am) while sobbing— I'm totally not affection deprived bahaha ha..

AMBER AND ALCOHOL

g fluff w kissing, mentions of drinking, hee's tipsy n ri talked about tipsy hee from prada after party and i had to do this

“hey beautiful,” your soft gasp spins in the air as heeseung’s arms wrap around your waist from behind, his face nuzzled up in your neck; something that makes you freeze in your stance as you’re cleaning the kitchen counter after dinner. 

“hee?” you say a little above the silence in the kitchen. the pendant lights being the only source of lighting around, it only reminds you how pretty he looks under the dim yellow glow— exactly what he’s thinking right now, about you. “back already?”

and you had expected him to stay out at least till an hour after midnight. after all, evening plans with the guys always keep him out of the doors of his apartment, usually inside a karaoke bar or someone's house, watching a movie. “hm, just missed you, my love,”

his arms wrap a little tighter around you as those words fall off his lips and you chuckle, assuming he’s feeling a bit clingier than usual. you feel his lips softly grazing against your shoulders, a touch that takes you to heaven and back. and it’s nice— to stand in the plain silence of the night, just the two of you and the sound of your soft conversations whispered into the air, just his kisses that trace along your neck, just the way you could stand there and soak in his presence forever. 

you turn around, his arms not leaving your waist even for a second, pushing you against the counter instead as he steps closer, just close enough for you to feel his warm breath on your lips— your furrow your brows in dubiety. “did you drink?”

“a little,” he nods in response, whispering against your neck. “you smell so good, angel,” he leans in again, stroking his lips over your collarbones. “did you get a new perfume?”

“yeah, yesterday,” you reply with a soft hum.

and heeseung looks up at you, pulling you a little closer by your waist as he goes in for a kiss, his nose brushing against yours, lips just a few centimetres apart before you put your finger in between. “you reek of alcohol,”

“ah,” he pauses, looking at you before chuckling ever so quietly, burying his face in your neck once again, enamoured, drowsy, tipsy, against your clavicle. “guess i don’t smell as good at you,”

you feel his breath against your skin as you both laugh, a sound that resonates with melody and melancholy. you fingers fiddle with the tips of his hair, lips planting the softest kiss on his cheeks as if you’re muttering the sweetest confession. he feels the love he has for you overflow, it’s so much, so deep, it scares him. he knows it will drown him, he knows he will let it.

“wash up,” another kiss pressed against his cheeks, he nods slightly against your neck. “let’s go to bed,”

“if you keep using this perfume,” his hands fiddle with the hem of your dress, fingers slowly sliding under as he paints invisible patterns over your skin, now looking at you with the same half drunk expression in his eyes, not sure if it’s from love or alcohol. “i might not be able to stop myself from kissing you,”

and his gaze puts you in a light trance, unable to move or respond, far too spell bound by his voice that nothing else seems sensible enough. your eyes settle on his lips and he gets the hint, leaning in once again, an action, this time, mirrored by you as you whisper against his lips. “then i’ll make sure to wear it every day,”

his lips taste of love. a bit bitter, half chapped yet still so soft as they move against yours. you feel the slightest of beer on your tongue, the air smells of the bergamot in your perfume, accompanied by amber. it smells of alcohol as he pressed himself against yours, the feeling just as intoxicating as the drink he had. it smells of him and you,

and it smells of love. 

𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀: 𝗘𝗻𝗵𝘆𝗽𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝘀𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘂𝗻𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗲𝗮𝗯𝗹𝘆

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝗻𝗼𝗻𝗲,𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽

𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

― Heeseung 

He would be busy playing his game before finally closing his laptop to call it a day. A small smile made its way to his lips as the sight of your head hanging down, sitting across from him with your hands still glued to your keyboard. You had told him that you’ll be doing some work but never would he expect to find you dozing off. He would definitely stare at your sleeping face, admiring your beauty and peaceful face, before deciding to wiggle you lightly and telling you to sleep on the bed. You would whine and give him a sleepy blank look which only made his grin wider at how adorable you look. He would end up pulling and leading you to the bed, tucking you nicely and kissing your forehead a goodnight rest.

― Jay 

Fancy dinners were quite often with Jay and the both of you would find yourself enjoying the date until late night. Jay had promised to pick something up from a friend while you waited for him in the car after the said dinner. He would apologize to you when he opened the door, hurriedly placing the item at the back and wearing his seatbelt. When there was no response, he noticed your already sleeping figure, your head slightly tilted to the headrest. Jay would feel a bit guilty and would help by slowly adjusting the seat’s position so that you would lean comfortably. When he saw the little smile on your face, he would melt instantly. He would also make sure to drape a jacket on your lap over your dress and turn on the car heater.

― Jake

Picnics with Jake happen very often when the weather is nice. Sometimes, he would bring Layla with him and you would watch them run and play at the field of grass with a big grin. Today, it was just the both of you, laying down and watching the clouds from below. The sun was slightly sunny but the cool breeze made up for the temperature. Jake would talk and talk while spotting different shapes of clouds in the sky but when he turned, you had already closed your eyes in a deep sleep on his arms. He gets all giddy at how precious you were and would slowly face you, stroking your head lovingly. He closed his eyes in content, feeling your healing presence before he himself would slowly drift into dreamland with you.

― Sunghoon 

The sensation of his legs becoming numb began creeping but Sunghoon tried his hardest to not move as your head was lying on his lap. He called out to you, asking what you’d like to eat for takeout while focusing on his phone. When you don’t answer, he looks down to see you fast asleep. Sunghoon would go rigid, confused on what to do next. But seeing you comfortably sleeping, he can’t help but smile, slowly moving your phone away so that you’ll rest better. He would cringe at how you would stir when he did it but glad you had moved to snugly move closer to his lap. Though he enjoys it, he begins to contemplate whether to let you sleep or wake you up before his legs go numb.

― Sunoo

The both of you would be cuddling on the sofa, watching a comedy movie together. Blankets and snacks well prepared with the lights off makes the perfect atmosphere for a movie night as well as inducing drowsiness. Sunoo would laugh at a scene, turning his head to see your reaction only to find you already asleep, your head resting snuggly on his shoulder. He would not miss this opportunity and took a picture of your sleeping face, sneaking a little selfie of him with you as well. He would place the picture in a dedicated folder in his gallery on his phone. He would giggle to himself while staring at the picture at how cute you were before proceeding to let you rest, pull the blankets closer to you and lower the volume of the movie.

― Jungwon 

He suggested that the both of you should study at the school library for the upcoming exams. Jungwon was so focused on his readings that he failed to notice that you had dozed off, arms folded over the table facing him. When he turned to ask you a question, he was surprised to say the least but a small laugh made its way at the way your mouth was slightly agape, eyebrows furrowed together. He decided to lay down as well, arms folded and facing your sleeping face. He would trace his fingertips over your features. He would let you sleep longer until you woke up with a cup of coffee prepared by Jungwon. He would pet your head and lovingly stare at your sleepy face sipping on the coffee, telling you how you had deserved a nice rest.

― Ni-ki 

The bus ride home was slightly bumpy with only a few passengers occupying the space. Ni-ki was surprised to feel a weight on his shoulder, turning to see you already sleeping. Ni-ki smiled to himself. At times like this, he would take a picture of your sleeping face and teased you when you woke up. But the both of you had spent the whole day at the amusement park which in turns, also made him a little sleepy as well. He would slowly rest his head on top of yours, watching out the window of the night view of the streets as it passed by. His last thoughts when he closed his eyes were how happy you made him today and how much he looks forward to the next day with you.

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love was something special, woven from the fragments of old heartbreak and first experiments. you could say you experienced love, in one form or the other. however, falling in unrequited love seemed to be your specialty at this point.

it was your third rejection and you couldn’t help but wonder what was so wrong with you. was it the way you approached them? the way you talked? did you spit when you spoke to them? or was it the way you fidgeted with your skirt when confessing?

all in all you found comfort in the quiet classroom as you stared out the window watching the life of others. the box of cookies in front of you were soggy and cold, the pink bow taunting you once again. this would be your third batch of cookies tossed into the garbage bin.

perhaps it was the cookies? what if they didn’t like cookies and preferred cupcakes? or a chocolate bar even. or no pastries at all?

while in the midst of your complicating thoughts, jake—your best friend, slid the classroom door open, smiling instinctively when he saw you.

“thought you went home already?” jake’s voice snapped you out of your daze, startling you slightly. “i was gonna wait for you,” you pointed towards the window indicating his soccer practice.

he was clad in his black jersey and shorts, a bit of sweat lined his forehead but he still managed to look ethereal in the dim light.

“oh,” he once again smiled walking over to sit beside you. “you didn’t have to, i know how tired you are.” jake snuck a piece of hair behind your ear as you sulked in your palm.

“what’s the matter, hm?” he noticed you toying with the box of cookies, eyes droopy and lips jutting out dejectedly.

you sighed before laying your head down on your desk, looking away from jake and hoping he didn’t notice your flushed cheeks. “do you think there’s something wrong with me?”

“it what way?” he continued to play with your hair, fingers running through your locks.

“i don’t know, in like a love way. i tried confessing again and i got rejected, again.”

jake’s fingers halted in your hair, eyebrows furrowing before he spoke, “you confessed? to who?” jake bit the inside of his cheek thinking about how you had eyes for everyone else but him—when he was right in front of you.

“some kid from my art class, he’s on your soccer team. i thought he liked me.” you turned to face jake.

it was jake’s turn to sigh, “i know why you’re being rejected all the time.” your head perked up at his statement and you moved closer to listen to him.

would you finally have a cure to this madness?

“i told every boy in the school you were off limits.” jake almost looked proud of himself as he spoke, a small smirk beginning to grow on his lips.

“jake! why would you say that?” you were absolutely appalled to hear that your best friend was the reason behind your nonexistent love life.

“because i’ve been waiting for you to love me back.” jake said it like it was the easiest thing in the world, and to him, loving you was.

for you, you could feel the years of forcing yourself to like someone else other than your best friend brewing. you had told yourself that it wasn’t normal to like your friend—he was a friend for a reason.

jake pulled your chair until you collided with his legs—trapping you between them. “you don’t know how many threats it took for it to actually get through their heads. i couldn’t have someone else taking my girl away from me.” his hand rested on your exposed thigh drawing circles on your warm skin.

“why didn’t you stop me from making a fool of myself to all of those boys?” half of you felt flustered about his confession while the other felt angry—you looked like a idiot!

“oh my god! you were there when i was making those boys all these cookies! do you know how expensive all of that supplies was? you’re paying me back every cent—!”

your words were cut short when jake smashed his lips into yours, he snaked his hand towards your nape to keep you in place as he desperately and longingly kissed you. jake smiled cockily at the way you tried backing away from him but reluctantly melting into him, finding a comfortable pace.

“as your boyfriend, you can cut me some slack, no?” jake rested his forehead on yours after pulling away, softly running the pad of his thumb on your cheek.

“you’re not my boyfriend.” you scowled at him.

“not yet, but i will be.”

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❣︎ ⎯⎯ kisses nonstop .

PAIRING ! yang jungwon x reader // GENRE ! fluff // WC. ! 0.4k

PROMPT(S) ! 10. placing their chin on the other’s shoulder ;; 15. washing the other’s hair // requested by a lovely anon <3 // 2k followers event

A/N. ! ofc a huge thank you to the anonnie who requested this, but i also wanna dedicate this to @sungbeam as a mini birthday gift <3 it’s her birthday y’all go send her all the bday wishes 🫶🏻 ,, hehe hope you enjoy <3

the continuous splashing and sloshing of water finally came to an end as you turned the bathtub faucet off.

“done,” you told jungwon as you finished washing his hair, going to grab a towel for his dripping locks.

he was leaning over the wall of the tub, head down as he let the droplets fall inside.

once acquired, you placed the towel over his head, and you both stood up as you began to dry his hair.

he faced you and rested his head on your shoulder, followed by his arms tiredly wrapping around your waist.

it was the end of the day, and jungwon was exhausted from all of his busy tasks from work, this was just what he needed to relax.

“wonie,” you breathed out a chuckle as you pushed his head gently off your shoulder and in front of your face where you could see his eyes properly, “i can’t dry your hair when you’re resting on me like this. stay standing straight, okay?”

a frown formed on his lips, and he shook his head as he let out in the softest, most precious voice, “i don’t want to.”

at the sound and sight of an exhausted jungwon, your shoulders fell, only now realizing that they were slightly tensed up this entire time. a small smile then made its way to your lips as an idea popped into your head. you held the side of his face with one hand, leaning in and began placing kisses over every inch of his face, beginning with his nose, up to his forehead, circling down to his chin and lips, and all the way back to the other side of his face.

he closed his eyes and you felt a smile creep up to his lips and dimples forming in his soft cheeks.

“good?” you asked, and he opened his eyes and let out a giggle.

“i like this,” he said.

“okay, now just stay like this, and let me dry your hair before we continue—“ you paused before moving your finger between him and yourself “—this.”

he chuckled and nodded at your little offer, allowing you to dry his hair properly this time. and so you did just that, then before you knew it, he stopped you, saying his hair was dry enough, and eagerly, he wasted no time in continuing where you two left off.

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a/n. i hate feeling homesick >:( i love jay btw did you know that? did i mention that i love him? no i said i love him? guys i think i love jay?

everyone was having fun.

jake decided to plan a small game night and it went absolutely chaotic. but you loved it.

the way riki and sunoo were kicking each other’s ankles during twister. or how sunghoon was grinning about being the richest in monopoly just to realise that he spend all of his money on a place that people barely walk step on. and when jake and heeseung durning charades had to interpret you and jay, as a couple, you lost it.

but whilst playing uno, you zoned out a bit. the sudden nostalgia hit you because it’s been so long since you played uno. the last time you did was way before you moved to korea. you remembered how your dad thought no one can see he’s cheating and your sister getting all pouty about it. and the loser had to do the dishes…

"okay, let’s order something. i’m hungry!" jake announced and stood up, looking for his phone.

jay noticed that you’re mentally somewhere else and was about to as if everything’s okay but jungwon tugged his sleeve.

he turned around to meet his soft gaze.

"pizza or ramyeon?"

you took a deep sigh and decided to take a breath of fresh air. good thing that there was a balcony nearby.

jay turned around and frowned, confused by your disappearance. he stood up from the floor and smiled tenderly to himself, spotting you on the balcony.

"hey, you’re there?" his voice rung out in the silence. because he slid the glass door open, you could hear the chatter of boys in the background.

"yeah" you hummed, turning your head to look at him. your boyfriend stepped outside, closing the door and cutting off the noise.

"are you though? you seem… absent" jay sat down next to you, on a wooden bench. you sighed and looked up at the starry sky. the moon was high up, peeking through the high buildings.

you sat in silence, gathering your thoughts. jay grabbed a nearby blanket and covered you with it.

"i miss home…" you mumbled, putting up your legs and pressing your knees to your chest. there was a strange buzzing feeling inside you, that you knew too well and didn’t want to let out. not now.

jay nodded, brows furrowing slightly.

"i was… so happy to move out, start a new life. but i miss them" you whispered, knowing that if you continue, your voice would probably break.

so instead you rested your head on jay’s shoulder, sighing. his arm wrapped around you, bringing you even closer. the smell of his cologne mixed with his… his scent that you loved so much, hit your nose.

"i understand what you feel" he answered after a while, fingers brushing up and down on your skin in a soothing motion "i miss my family too. i know it’s hard. but…"

you rose your chin a bit to look at him. when he was with you, he allowed himself to relax. his features softened, pure care and love in his ebony eyes.

"…but i like to think that you’re my home now"

the buzzing feeling turned into a heat wave spreading on your body, heart skipping a beat.

"i do miss them. but i have you, y/n. my home, my love" he hummed and looked down, locking eyes with you.

you wanted to say something. to react somehow. but his words made your heart melt and brain halting in so many ways that you physically couldn’t. but he didn’t need reassurance. he could read you like an open book and he knew.

and the softest smile you’ve ever seen painted on jay’s lips. you’d probably stay like that for a while, puppy eyes locked with each other but–

"the food arrived–!" riki opened the door, yelling. but then he saw you two and closed them, backing off "okay, grandpa and grandma need a moment…"

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I KNEW I SHOULD'VE STAYED CURIOUS

✴︎ THE MONSTER’s GONE, HE’S ON THE RUN, AND YOUR BOYFRIEND’s HERE.

pairing. lee heeseung x fem!reader

genre. established relationship, zombie apocalypse au, ANGST, fluff then and there, high sch!au (they’re seniors), mentions of dying and being bitten

synopsis. when it comes down to it, will lee heeseung protect you like he had promised in the beginning of your relationship?

author’s note. This one is a long one and I lwk felt my heart being ripped apart as I finished the ending 🙁 the scene where he sings to her is based off of the scene from “Beautiful Boy” where Nick’s father sings to him. I kind of envisioned Y/n and Heeseung as Cheongsan and On-jo so do whatever you want with this information!

Lee Heeseung was the perfect boyfriend. He was athletic, tall, and most importantly of all, loving. He wasn’t afraid to show you how much he cared about your relationship.

Being the captain of the hockey team came with a lot of perks. For one, no one was able to yell at him for always giving oogly eyes at you during practice, and no one dared say a word when Heeseung would stop in the middle of his laps to talk to you.

“It’s pretty cold, isn’t it?” Ha Kyungmi, the girlfriend of your cousin and Heeseung’s friend, Sunghoon, perched herself right next to you in the stands.

“Heeseung gave me his jersey.”

Kyungmi smirks, letting her hands feel the material of the jersey you have on. “You lucky bitch!” She says, making you giggle. “Heeseung’s never lent someone his jersey before, that’s how you know he’s serious.”

“That’s good to know,” your eyes look back into the ice, seeing your boyfriend and Sunghoon competing to see who was the fastest.

“You hear that breakout that’s been happening in Busan?” Kyungmi digs in her sweater pockets, pulling out her phone. “It’s reaching Seoul. My mom told me about it yesterday.”

You read over the article that Kyungmi shows you on her phone, something about a deadly outbreak that’s been contaminating the people of Korea. It had started in Busan, and it was making its way to Seoul now.

“Hey!” The voice of your boyfriend makes you snap out of your daze. Heeseung makes his way towards you along with Sunghoon, pulling off their skates as they tossed it against the wall.

“You look pretty,” Heeseung leans in to give your cheek a sloppy kiss, one that has Sunghoon pretending to gag at. “What are you gagging at Hoon? As if that’s not you and your girlfriend all the time.”

Sunghoon raises his hand in mock surrender, interlocking his hand with Kyungmi. “It’s weird seeing you kiss my cousin dude!” He says. “We’re gonna go to the cafeteria if you guys want to meet us there later.”

You glance at your phone, realizing there was only 15 minutes of lunch left.

“Sure, we’ll meet you there man.” Heeseung gives Sunghoon a pat on the back before intertwining his hand with yours, pulling you closer to him despite already being in close proximity.”

“Were you cold?” He asks, concerned bambi eyes making you bite your lip.

“No I wasn’t Seungie.” You lean your head on his shoulder, his thumb rubbing your fingers as the two of you stayed in silence for a bit. “We should probably meet with Sunghoon and Kyungmi before lunch ends.”

“Yeah.” The two of you stand up, making your way out of the ice rink. Thankfully for your growling stomach, your school’s cafeteria was only a few meters away.

“There they are!” Kyungmi waves the two of you over, “I told you buying 2 extra sandwiches was a good idea!”

“Okay okay, sorry baby.” Sunghoon says. “Took you guys forever.”

“It was 5 minutes Hoon,” Heeseung rolls his eyes, thanking Kyungmi as she passed you two your sandwiches. “I really don’t want to go to Ms. Jung’s class. She’ll be the death of me.”

Suddenly, there’s a scream, one that is so horrid that it makes your boyfriend drop the glass cup of orange juice he was holding.

“What’s happening?!” Heeseung says, standing up immediately. He wraps his arm around your waist, eyes widening when he sees students panicking all around.

“Quick, Mr. Jeon’s class is nearby!” Sunghoon pulls the three of you towards a classroom. Inside was about 10 other students, whom of which looked like they were on high alert.

“Yah,” one of the guys said, suddenly standing up. You recognize him as Yoo Hanbin, one of your classmates from biology during your tenth year. “Are you guys bitten? Show us your neck and arms.”

“Bitten?” Heeseung scoffs, pulling you closer to him.

“They don’t know what’s happening Hanbin.” One of his friends says calmly. “They’re probably just scared like us. Close the door, hurry.”

Hanbin snarls, but he obliges. He ushers the four of you in, closing the door in a rush. He then places the teacher’s large wooden desk against it with the help of the other students.

“What’s going on?” Kyungmi asks, flinching when a sudden bang comes from the door.

“Quick! Move more desks!” Despite not knowing what the hell was happening, you helped Hanbin and the others place all the desks against Mr. Jeon’s room.

“There’s an apocalypse,” Hanbin’s friend answers after you all catch your breath. “Haruto.” He introduces himself after.

“Apocalypse?” Heeseung’s grip on your hand is suddenly tighter. “What? You mean like a zombie apocalypse Haruto?”

“I didn’t believe it either,” Hanbin slides his body down against the wall tiredly, lifting up his sleeves to show you his arm. “At first.”

It was bloody and looked like it hurt badly.

“I was in the piano room when it happened. Seolhee’s cries were all I could hear before I heard them. Their growls.” Hanbin shakes his head, looking down at the ground. “I tried saving her—but I couldn’t. One of them tried to bite me before I slashed them across the face with the piano chair. I ran so fast that I fell on the way to Mr. Jeon’s room, that’s where the cut came from.”

You can’t help but send the poor boy a look of pity, feeling overwhelmed by the sudden information.

“Is this about the outbreak?” Kyungmi suddenly speaks up. “The one we read about, remember Y/N? Is it the one from Busan causing all of this?”

Haruto solemnly nods, and that’s enough for you to let out a small cry.

Heeseung wraps his arms around you, letting you bury your head into his chest. “Sh, it’s alright.”

But it wasn’t.

You and Heeseung huddle up together against one of the corners of the room alongside Kyungmi and Sunghoon, trying to generate as much heat as possible.

With the whole city in ruins by now, you knew electricity would be gone soon, you just hoped it would be gone in the morning instead of night.

“We’re almost out of water.” Haruto says, getting up suddenly. One of the girls, who you recognize as Ryujin gets up with him.

If you weren’t stuck in a zombie apocalypse, you would’ve gushed over how much they complimented one another. Ryujin was the star tennis player who looked like she hated everybody, but the way she looks at Haruto showed that she more than tolerated him.

“You seriously aren’t thinking..?” Ryujin pulls Haruto back by his arm. “You can’t go by yourself to get water!”

“I’ll go with him.”

For all the years you’ve known Sunghoon, he’s never been as brave as he was now. You could tell Kyungmi was scared out of her mind, grabbing onto his hand as her lips quivered.

“It’s too dangerous! We’ll live without water for now!”

“Don’t be ridiculous baby,” Sunghoon gives her a comforting glance. “Me and Haruto will go, we’ll come back soon.”

“If he’s going, I’m going too.” The emotions Ha Kyungmi felt earlier now transferred to you. You shake your head, not letting Lee Heeseung’s hand fall from yours. “Y/N, please. Sunghoon’s my best friend, I have to.”

But I’m your girlfriend, you wanted to say.

As much as it hurt you, you knew you had to let Heeseung go. The risks were high, but you knew the rest of your classmates were thirsty to death and needed water as soon as possible. You couldn’t be selfish and beg your boyfriend to stay in front of all of them.

“Be safe.” You say, standing up to cup Heeseung’s face. “Please. Protect yourself first.”

He nods, wiping away the tears that escaped your eyes.

“Promise me, Heeseung.” You whisper.

“I promise.”

You let go of Heeseung reluctantly, watching as him, Sunghoon, and Haruto all slowly push aside the desks, opening the door as slowly as possible.

The growls were less prominent than they were a few hours earlier. You didn’t even want to look through the window to see how many zombies were downstairs at your school’s entrance.

As soon as they’re gone, a boy comes and sits himself right next to Kyungmi and you, giving a small smile.

“You okay Kyung?”

You find it weird how close he’s being with Kyungmi, and even weirder that he waited till Sunghoon had left.

“I’m fine Eunwoo,” Kyungmi replies, slouching against the wall. “Are you okay?”

You turn your head back around, not wanting to eavesdrop on your friend. You prayed and prayed that Heeseung would be kept safe when he was going to get water. You knew where the boys were going—Mrs Ahn’s room. She was the only teacher who kept giant packs of water bottles in her class for students who were thirsty. You hoped Mrs. Ahn was still alive.

“They’re going to Mrs. Ahn, aren’t they?” Ryujin asks, sitting herself next to you.

“They are.” You turn to make eye contact with her, surprised to see a purple bruise near her eye. “What happened to you?”

“Zombies.” She grins, although she knows it’s no time for jokes. “I only made a fuss earlier because Haruto was the one who saved me. Despite being quiet, he really knows how to fight off zombies.”

“Hey,” you get closer to her, almost whispering now. “What do you know about Eunwoo over there?”

Ryujin raises her eyebrows, placing her sight on Eunwoo who was talking to Kyungmi up close. “Has had a crush on Ha Kyungmi for over a year now. I see them sometimes.”

Your eyebrows furrow, not expecting such a response. Before you could say anything back, Heeseung and Haruto quickly rush into the room, slamming the desks back onto the door.

“Seungie?” You and Ryujin rush over to help them. They had 2 packs of waters in their hands, letting it drop on the ground along with their knees as they tried to catch their breath.

“I—I—” Heeseung seems choked up, his eyes teary and red. “I tried to help him—I really did.”

Your jaw practically drops knowing full well what Heeseung was implying. Park Sunghoon was nowhere to be found, not behind him, not behind Haruto.

“They came so quickly, we panicked and we just ran and I—” Haruto is unable to finish his sentence when you let out a scream, your body scumming to the floor.

“My cousin’s dead?” You sob out, clutching onto Heeseung’s bloody blazer when he comes down to hug you.

“I can’t believe it,” Kyungmi’s mouth goes dry and she turns over to hug Eunwoo, who rubs her back comfortingly.

You’re too distraught to even question why she was in another guy’s arms right after your cousin, her own boyfriend, just died.

“I’m sorry,” Heeseung repeats over and over again, letting you cry into his shoulder.

“It’s not your fault,” you sniffle. “Tell me he died a quick death. Tell me it wasn’t painful for him Hee.”

“He fell out the window,” Heeseung says, a few tears escape his eyes. “They backed us up into a wall and Sunghoon fell out an open window. We heard a loud slam and when we looked, he was already dead.”

You sob even louder, making Heeseung’s hold on you tighten.

When you finally catch your breath and pull away, you notice how Heeseung has scratches all over his face.

“Oh Seung,” you say, tracing your fingers over them. “It must really hurt.”

“It feels fine when I’m with you.”

The both of you lean against the cushion that’s propped against the bookshelf in Mr. Jeon’s room, your head laying against Heeseung’s shoulder as you both hold each other’s hands tightly. You felt like Heeseung would disappear if your grip loosened.

“Your lip,” Heeseung suddenly says, letting his index finger touch your lips, which were chapped and bleeding.

“It’s fine,” you brush him off, but he shakes his head, reaching into his pocket for something.

“Here, I have your chapstick.” He pulls out your strawberry flavored chapstick, the one that you always bought before the apocalypse had happened.

“Where’d you get this?” You breathe out.

“I always keep a spare one in my pockets because I know you,” Heeseung smiles down at his lap. “I knew it would come in handy.”

Your eyes softened at his words, one hand coming to hold his chin as you lean in to give him a long kiss.

“Thank you Seungie,” you say as you pulled away. “For everything.”

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You suddenly jolt up from your sleep, face covered in cold sweat.

“Hey, hey, everything’s okay.” Heeseung whispers to you.

You take in your surroundings, making out Hanbin and Haruto’s figures guarding the doors and the rest of the students in the class asleep.

You had your head on Heeseung’s lap, your body sprawled along the cold tiled floor of Mr. Jeon’s class.

“How long have I been out?” You ask groggily, trying to squint at the dark clock on the wall.

“Just two hours.” Heeseung sighs. “The growling stopped for a bit. It’s eleven now. You should sleep more.”

You shake your head, disagreeing. “No Seung, you should sleep. I could watch over for a bit with Hanbin and Haruto.”

Heeseung bites his lip, almost as if he was really debating whether or not he should be sleeping right now.

“Seung, please. You need your energy.”

Heeseung agrees hesitantly, letting you switch places so now his head was on your lap.

“Goodnight Hee.” You say, placing a tender kiss on his forehead.

He smiles back at you, closing his eyes as he let sleep consume him.

Your eyes search around the room, focusing on Kyungmi and Eunwoo sleeping on one another.

Before you were too distraught to care about them two, but now that everything was calm, you really took in the situation.

Ryujin’s words rang in your ear like a mantra. Eunwoo liked Kyungmi for over a year now.

Does that mean.. ?

No, it couldn’t. You knew Ha Kyungmi. She was a sweet girl to you for the most part, she wouldn’t do that to your cousin.

Would she?

“They’re here.” You hear Hanbin whispering. His voice was filled with dread and fear, and your worst suspicions were true.

The zombies had reached your classroom.

“EVERYBODY! UP!” Haruto yells, clumsily turning on the small light that was still working in the room. “WE HAVE TO MOVE! QUICK!”

Heeseung wakes up with a grunt, his arms automatically reaching for your waist as if it was a natural reflex.

“They’re here?” He asks, squinting a bit at the bright light.

“Yes, let’s wake the others.”

You two start tapping your classmates awake.

“There’s a window we can climb out of.” Hanbin points at the window that was half covered by the cushion you and Heeseung had laid on earlier. “It’s not a big drop so we’ll survive it. It’s our only escape.”

Your classmates all start talking at once, some unsure of Hanbin’s plan.

“We don’t have much time!” Ryujin exclaims. “Quick! Climb out!”

A few of your classmates help each other get out of the window carefully, cheering silently when it works successfully.

“I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to hold them off.” Haruto says, the desks being pushed out by the bangs of the zombies on the door.

“Kyungmi! Let’s go!” Eunwoo grabs the girl’s hand, pulling her towards the window.

“Eunwoo—but—Y/N?!” She turns to face you, who was currently helping the boys hold the door against the zombies. “Y/N!”

“Just go Kyungmi!” You yell, watching as Eunwoo helps her get out first.

“We’re going to have to let go and make a swift run for it,” Hanbin says to the three of you. “A broken arm or leg will be better than dying at the hands of these creatures.”

Haruto closes his eyes, nodding slowly at his friend’s words. “On a count of three.”

“One.”

“Two.”

“Three!”

The four of you let go, the zombies automatically piling into the room as soon as you do.

Haruto and Hanbin are quick, climbing out and jumping onto the ground in a swift second.

“Cmon Heeseung! Y/N!”

Heeseung climbs out first, foot barely making it out the window before one of the zombies have got you.

“Y/N!” He screams, hands gripping onto the window as he tries to reach for you.

“Heeseung! It’s not worth it!” Kyungmi shouts, “they’ve already got her, she’s gonna die anyway, it’s not worth it.”

Heeseung’s vision goes red at this. “I don’t fucking care Kyungmi! Unlike you, I actually love my girlfriend to death and would do anything for her!”

His words have her cowering in embarrassment, Eunwoo wrapping a protective arm around her.

“Yah you fucker!” Eunwoo yells. “You want to be with your girlfriend so badly? Then die!”

He and Kyungmi run off to find shelter, the only two who were left were Hanbin and Haruto.

They were silently begging Heeseung to drop it with their eyes, telling them that it wasn’t worth it.

“Cmon Heeseung man,” Haruto says croakily. “You’ll die.”

“Then I’ll die with her.” Heeseung whispers. He watches as one of the zombies bite you, making you scream out in pain.

The zombies all make their way to another classroom when they realize you’re the only one, and since you’ve already been bitten, you were no longer desirable to them.

Despite knowing he would most likely die if he did it, Heeseung climbs back into the room, pulling you into his arms as he did many times before.

“Hey, hey.” He chokes up as he pulls you closer. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s—okay.” You reassure him, eyes slowly turning red as your twitching hands come up to touch his jaw. “Will you sing to me Heeseung?”

You had always joked before that Heeseung would become a famous singer in the future, his beautiful voice entrancing you whenever he’d sing or hum a song.

“Of course.” He gulps, eyes becoming blurry from the tears as each second pasts.

“The monster’s gone, he’s on the run, and your boyfriend’s here.” Heeseung’s lips tremble, unable to hold in his emotions any longer. “Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful girl.”

He holds you in his arms despite your twitching body, knowing any second you would turn into one of them. He watches as the light from your eyes disappear, and your skin turns green and veiny.

Lee Heeseung doesn’t cry a lot. He believed that crying wasn’t going to fix anything.

But as he watched the Y/N he loved disappear from his arms despite being physically there, he sobs and sobs. Despite knowing it won’t do anything, he pulls your body onto his, hands on the back of your head as he begs the world to silently bring you back.