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(real ones know this was a repost lol)

at first, he didn't think much about it and clicked on the first one he saw. 'jaywon oneshots'. the moment he clicked on 'read', he choked on the bottled water, earning concerned glances from his members.

the more he read the more invested he became, falling deeper and deeper into this rabbit hole. his discoveries were part mortifying—smut, y/n. but they were also very... intriguing.

of course. he found out about heejake ones too, having had a huge, under the table crush on heeseung for the past year. the thought of having a crush on heeseung never occurred to him, having thought the feeling was admiration and respect, but it was through fan fictions that he realised it had grown into a gradual romantic feeling.

he tried very hard to suppress it. he starting eating late night meals with other members instead of heeseung, he talked and made ramyeon for the members, but it just wasn't the same.

there was no heeseung playing mario kart on the ivory sofa while jake waited for the noodles to soften. there was no heeseung that whisper-screamed celebratory lyrics—"we are the champions" while twirling and dancing joyfully in the middle of the room just because his favourite football team won.

and more importantly, there was no heeseung that looked at him with such an ecstatic expression. holding the universe in his wide deer-like eyes. his colgate smile between his rosy lips, jumping toward the dining table to eat.

without heeseung, eating ramyeon late at night didn't feel right.

"jake hyung- hyung? are you dead- oh no- HYUNG!"

a wild ni-ki stormed into their shared room and shook jake awake from his dream, and jake, who nearly had a heart attack, rubbed away the sleep in his eyes.

they had schedules that day and he completely forgot and overslept. he walked into the doorway, heeseung stood there munching on a piece of toast, flashing him his colgate white smile with crumbs on his cheeks. jake looked away with a pink blush, he hopped off the bed and headed to the bathroom to wash up.

he washed his face, dunking his head into icy tap water. 'stop thinking of him jake.' he slapped his cheeks, trying to wake himself up from that image of heeseung.

he had read a few chapters of a certain heejake fan fiction, and it was hilarious how fans depict him as a this energetic golden retriever. essentially he was, but he didn't like the way heeseung often towered over and dominated his fictional character.

they depicted heeseung a horny man who needed an energetic partner to contain him. it was degrading.

since none couldn't satisfy him, he decided to make his own. besides, what better way to relieve the heavy burden in his unrequited love than making it up? after all, delusion is a solution.

welcome to wattpad, @ puppyikeu !

the members ushered into the interview venue with their prada bags. they were so looking forward to spoil engene with their new TMIs.

as the song chaconne ended, jake put his earphones into his pockets and headed outside the studio. "bored too?" he snapped his head towards the melodious voice. the air of the atmosphere changed, jake felt his heart picking up speed, his chest tightened.

"yeah, did you finally finish that level of mario kart?" jake inquired as heeseung's smile widened. "i haven't. ni-ki has been sleeping in a lot." jake didn't know why but he felt jealous of ni-ki. well, he shouldn't be, when heeseung only saw ni-ki as a younger brother, a toddler to be coddled with.

"hyung you could always play with me," jake unconsciously looked at heeseung's lips, the gap between their bodies lessened, their breathing uneven. "if you wanna, of course, hyung." 

jake looked back into heeseung's eyes, which contained a mix of bewilderment and something he couldn't decipher. they both stood in absolute silence, until heeseung coughed, a scarlet hue clouding his cheeks.

"let's get back inside, i think the interview's started." heeseung graciously replied and jake adorned a smile on his face, opening the door for the both of them. he was internally panicking.

how did he manage to lose control of whatever that was? and why in the world did he feel himself holding back?

jake calmed himself down, sitting on the stool at the back and smiling into the camera as the interview began. he won't admit it, but he kept staring at heeseung through the camera lens.

"hey, ikeu. up for a round of wii sports? it's tennis~" heeseung knocked on his door. jake got up from the dining table and took one of the controllers. they swung at each other, laughing at each others' misery as they respectively won.

'it must be amazing,' he thought to himself, 'to find both love and friendship in one person.' he looked over at heeseung, who was sulking on the couch.

"i've gotten rusty now. i'll take a nap." jake laid his head on heeseung's lap as he stoked his hair. soon enough he fell asleep. to him, it was the perfect rest for after work hours.

hi all! it's me, the embodiment of spontaneity lol. these might be short chaps, since i don't have much inspo but i'm desperate to relieve my 208 drafts + i keep making covers cuz i'm just that bored. hope you stay tuned!
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♡take all my love *aggressively*♡