genre; fluffy fluff
word count; 760
pairing; yeonjun x gn!reader
summary; a quick water gun fight with yeonjun
notes; in a yeonjun mood so i wrote something real short for him :D
“Give me the green one!” You yell at Yeonjun. He’s crouching on the grass of your backyard, filling up his water gun using the kiddie pool you had set up earlier.
“Sorry, can’t. I told you earlier I wanted it,” he says, clicking his tongue as he continues filling up the water gun. You grunt dismissively, tapping your foot on the ground.
“Yeonjun.” He ignores you, whistling a sweet tune as his water gun bubbles under the surface of the pool. You’re holding your own—filled—version; a blue one. However, you’d had your eyes set on the green. Yeonjun knows this. You’d told him you wanted the green one before you’d even started playing, but your boyfriend is nothing more than a tease and loves making you upset. Ergo, his lie about how he had told you he wanted it.
“Yeonjun,” you repeat, kicking off your flip flops and padding quietly across the grass to his side. You point your water gun at him. “I don’t think you heard me. Give me the green one.”
“I don’t think I will,” he taunts, sending you a sweet smile. You scowl, backing away from him until your feet meet the scalding surface of cement at the edge of the grass. You yelp, hopping on the balls of your feet until you jump into the shaded soil underneath the singular tree in your backyard. Yeonjun laughs where he’s standing, doubling over and soaking his clothes as the water gun he’s holding presses against his shorts. You chuckle dryly.
Yeonjun squeals like an excited toddler, falling into a run as you sprint towards him. He crouches behind a setup of outdoor tables and chairs, peeking over the top to aim at you. A spray hits you square in the face.
Yeonjun squeals like an excited toddler, falling into a run as you sprint towards him. He crouches behind a setup of outdoor tables and chairs, peeking over the top to aim at you. A spray hits you square in the face.
Yeonjun squeals like an excited toddler, falling into a run as you sprint towards him. He crouches behind a setup of outdoor tables and chairs, peeking over the top to aim at you. A spray hits you square in the face.
You splutter, shaking your head to get the water out of your eyes.
You splutter, shaking your head to get the water out of your eyes.
“Oh, you’ve really done it now, Choi Yeonjun.” You laugh, pressing your fingers onto your eyelids to calm the sting of the impact. Yeonjun ducks his head all the way now, stifling a laugh as he hides. You stomp over to where he is, a newfound confidence ridding you of any worries of being sprayed. Yeonjun’s head snaps up as you tower over him, and he’s blasting you with water before you can even smirk.
It hits you like a bag of bricks, but you push on. You hold your breath, lips pressing into a thin line with your eyes closed as you trudge closer to him, against the firing.
As the water continues to hit you, you slowly start lifting the water gun in your hand. The barrage of water coming from Yeonjun’s direction is starting to weaken as his supply starts to dwindle. It’s only a matter of a minute and then he’s out, the squeaking sound of his gun trying to squirt non-existent water making you giggle.
You open your eyes hesitantly. Everything’s a bit blurry, but Yeonjun’s crouched figure is clear enough for you. He looks at you with wide eyes, but it seems he’s accepted his fate. You laugh.
“I told you you made a mistake, Junnie.” And with that, you start spamming the trigger on your water gun. Yeonjun has always been one for dramatics, so with every spray of water against his face, he lets out a strangled cry and falls further to the ground. You’re laughing, the jerky movements of your torso directing your stream of water all over Yeonjun, half of them missing. It doesn’t really matter though, as Yeonjun flops completely onto the floor defeatedly.
Your fist pumps into the air in victory as you grin.
“Uno!... or whatever!”
Yeonjun cranes his neck up from his spot on the floor, looking bewildered.
“What? This isn’t Uno?” You roll your eyes, sinking down to sit on his chest and giggle as Yeonjun pretends to wheeze. Your fist pumps into the air for the second time.
𖦹 being a scholarship student at the most prestigious private high school in your area should have privileges. however, with your luck and urge to study at all times have caused you to collide paths — literally — with choi yeonjun, breaking his ankle. the price to pay? being his assistant until his ankle fully heals. although, you didn’t know assisting two other boys was apart of the deal too.
TXT REACT TO . . . finding out that their s/o’s ex did not treat them well
prompt ⋆ hello!! if it is okay, i would love to request for a txt reaction when they find out your first bf / your ex did not treat you that well? thank you so much if you choose to do my request <3
he’s absolutely furious. the thought of anyone being mean to you makes him so genuinely upset. he would do his best to just be comforting and not show how angry he is, but you can tell by the way he’s shaking.
“i’m sorry, angel,” he says, wrapping his arms around you carefully. “i’ll beat his ass if you want me to.”
more than anger, bin just feels disgusted. how could anyone treat you badly? you’re the kindest person he’s ever met, he can’t imagine being someone lucky enough to date you and not treasuring you.
“well, he’s an idiot,” he frowns, reaching out to pat your head. “who could ever be cruel to you?”
you’re beomgyu’s favorite person in the world. he can’t stand the thought of someone hurting you and he honestly would go pick a fight if you don’t stop him. beomgyu is a ride or die kind of person.
“are you serious? do you want to go key his car? we can go right now, my afternoon is free.”
in the past, he always got a bad feeling about your ex, but he never did anything about it. now he feels sick thinking about all the times you were clearly upset and he didn’t do anything about it.
“i’m so sorry for never noticing how he was hurting you,” he says, holding one of your hands gently. “i feel so awful. you should never have had to deal with that. you never deserved any of it.”
he just doesn’t even know what to think or feel. all he knows is that the thought of you being hurt in any way is just too horrible to even consider. he would try his best to be a really good boyfriend to make up for the way you’ve been treated in the past.
“you don’t ever need to worry about that kind of thing again. i’ll always protect you from being hurt, i promise.”
you smiled widely at the screen as you watch yeonjun talk about his day while giggling. your heart felt warm from seeing yeonjun happy, giggly and healthy through your screen, knowing he eats well and takes proper care of his own health.
that's all you wished yeonjun to do on a daily basis. there's no day where you wake up that you don't wish that he's actually happy and is taking good care of himself, because you always do. you're always thinking and asking yourself whether if he's okay and happy. you're always thinking about him.
tonight, at almost 5 in the morning in which you didn't sleep yet. you actually get to see yeonjun's smile and witness him talk about his day and what he was doing the past week.
"have you been eating well?" he asked. you smiled through the screen and gave him a silent nod. he didn't reply and just gave you the sweetest smile in the world.
"about the studio choom, i was really struggling the past month. i had to beat myself over and over and i almost cried because i lost so much confidence." he said. your smile faded and turned into a frown. you touched his face through the screen and caressed it.
"i hope you're okay now." you whispered. feeling sad and guilty you're not physically there to comfort him.
"but i'm okay now! i hope you're doing well yourself. remember, your happiness comes first." he said lovingly.
you teared up. are you actually happy? you asked yourself. you looked down to your keyboard thinking, as you look up again you saw yeonjun's pouty face.
"i don't deserve you." you said, smiling like an idiot while crying. caressing the screen once more, you want to kiss his cheeks, but you know you can't. you want to hug him, but you know you can't. you want to tell him how much you love and appreciate him, but there's no way you can't.
you watched him talk for another 10 to 15 minutes as you stayed silent, letting him talk without interruptions. you love seeing him like this.
"wah! it's been an hour since we started the live huh? i'd have to end it now. it's been a while, thanks for joining moas! see you again!" and he ended the live.
as you saw the "broadcast has ended" notice, you gave yourself a bittersweet smile and hugged the phone.
you felt hopeless, you will always be just a fan, thousand miles away from him across the world.
but even then, you know it's him. you know it's always going to be him. him who he helped you heal, smile and push through every day. it's always going to be him.
𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐱 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 — when they're jealous
「 yeonjun 」 -> 연준
yeonjun would be so obvious about it, absolutely shameless. he’d grab your hand and pull you into him, pouting at you as he slings him arm over your shoulder and lowkey glares at the other person. he’d lean down to your ear and mutter about how he wanted to leave because there were so many better other things you two could be doing, alone.
“y/n. my baby. my love. you’ve been talking to this guy all day, can’t we leave now.” and he continues on about how he doesn’t like the other person and sighs dramatically when you brush him off. when you guys leave, he’ll be extra affectionate and showering you in kisses <3
「 soobin 」 -> 수빈
soobin hates getting jealous. it’s such a heavy and nasty feeling that settles in his stomach, it makes him uncomfortable. still, above everything else, he doesn’t want to make you feel as if he didn’t trust you. so he’d be very subtle when he drops hints that he’s feeling a little jealous. he’d grab your hand and lace your fingers together or resting his hand on your thigh. he’d still talk to you about when you two are alone, only because he wants reassurance that he’s still your favorite boy :(
「 beomgyu 」 -> 범규
beomgyu would catch a huge attitude and he would not be ashamed about it. he’d glare at the person who was hogging all your attention while wrapping an arm around your shoulder or waist and pulling you into his side. he’d constantly be leaning down to plant smooches on your lips while the other person was talking and when you’d start talking he’d kiss your cheek and forehead and play with your hair, literally anything to divert your attention back to him.
after a certain point, he’d just get petty and cut the other person off while they’re talking. “oh, yeah, y/n, have you--” “yeah, we have, right babe?” pls, he’s so annoying.
「 taehyun 」 -> 태현
i honestly don’t see taehyun as the jealous type, but do you guys remember that one time he said he lets negative emotions pass over him until he’s back to being himself? yeah. he’d sit next to you, hold your hand, and be oddly quiet until the other person left.
taehyun’s not the type to make a big deal over things like this. once you were two were alone, he’d be more clingy than usual; he’d be glued to your side. his hands were constantly on you, whether it was brushing the hair out of your face or hugging you tight. he just wants physical reassurance and soft “i love you’s” to remind him that you’re his and no one else’s.
「 huening kai 」 -> 휴닝카이
kai would hate being jealous and do everything he can to get your attention back on him asap. that being said, he’s also the sweetest boy on the whole planet and definitely ramps that up, pressing the softest of kisses all around your face and holds your hands while hugging you from behind. honestly, he completely ignores the other person and focuses on you because he wants your focus to be on him (and it would work ofc).
after you guys had left, he’d be a little embarrassed — even if you hadn’t caught on to his jealousy — and he might be a little insecure too. “you’re all mine, aren’t you, sunshine?”
featuring. yeonjun x gn!reader, suppose to be fluff but my finger slipped oops, unrequited love, yeonjun's a bit of a flirt, etc.
a/n: feeling: bad 'cause yeonjun would never 3 also i'm like not good at angst. a bit rushed 'cause this has been sitting in my drafts forever and i'm desperate to post it.
it feels like you're on a never-ending roller-coaster, and it's beginning to make you feel sick. it's confusing, you don't know if he likes you back or if he's just playing around with you. you just want to get off of it and feel normal around him.
he gets a kick out of flustering you, it makes him feel confident, gives him a bit of an ego boost. he playfully flirts, teases, and compliments you. he likes seeing your cheeks heat up and hearing you stammer over your words, which gives him another thing to tease you for. sometimes, you can't help but wonder if the things he says to you are true, if he really meant that god awful pick-up line.
but then you push those thoughts away when you hear him laugh when he's done messing with you.
that's right, he didn't mean anything he just said, he was just messing with you.
but, you can't help but feel jealous when you see him walking down the street with a girl you've never seen before. it makes your stomach churn, it's wrong to feel jealous, he's not yours, he's allowed to be with another person.
but you watch as they walk down the street together, holding hands, his eyes sparkling while he looks at her speaking, cheeks dusted in a light shade of red, a bright smile on his face.
you stare for a moment, hoping they don't notice.
it hurts to realise that yeonjun will never look at you like that, that he'll see you as nothing more than a friend.
yeah, he looks at you, but not the way he looked at her. you don't see love and adoration in his eyes, you see excitement and curiosity. yeah, he's held your hand, but that was to drag you to a place he wanted to show you, and he was holding your wrist, not your hand.
it isn't until you see them kiss, that you decide to get up and walk away. staying and watching would only make you feel more hurt.
so, you walk back to your apartment, trying to decide what to do. do you tell him? do you distance yourself from him? you know these feelings won't go away on their own. do you suck it up and keep hanging out with him? he's your friend after all, it wouldn't be fair to him if you decide to stop hanging out with him over something like this.
when you get home, you immediately fall onto your bed, cuddling with you pillow.
TXT REACT TO . . their s/o is insecure about having small breasts
prompt ⋆ hii,,, I absolutely love your writing!! Can you please write one about the reader being insecure about having small breasts?
they might be small, but they are absolutely one of his favorite things about you. he thinks they’re so attractive and he will do whatever he can to remind you. and he also loves touching them. he’s always reaching his hands up your shirt to hold them.
“you’re so sexy, i promise. i love the way they feel in my hands. they’re the perfect size.”
bin might just have a little itty bitty size kink (no pun intended) so he loves your tiny chest. he thinks they’re so attractive and he loves how small they look in his much bigger hands. he could get off just thinking about them.
“look how tiny you are, love. just the right size for me, aren’t you?”
beomgyu would tease you about them until he finds out that you’re insecure. then he would feel bad, making sure to explain that he really loves the way your boobs look and he didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. he found you crying over something he said and he felt beyond guilty, squeezing you in a hug.
“i think they’re really beautiful, honest. i’m so sorry.”
[Pairing]: Fem! Reader x Choi Yeonjun ft. second male lead Juyeon.
[Synopsis]: The story picks up after having met Yeonjun through a mutual acquaintance. You quickly bonded over your similarities and basically fell for him on the spot. As your relationship progressed you found out that you weren’t the only woman in his life, but no matter how hard you tried, leaving him was harder than you thought.
[Idol Cameos]: Aespa’s Karina, The Boyz’s Juyeon, Ateez’s Wooyoung, special guest: Odi.
[Warning]: Mature content and heavy smut (skippable) I put headings at the start and end of it. Extreme toxicity, mentions of cheating (not on the reader), being the side chick, emotional manipulation, and heavy drinking and violence!
[Disclaimer]: If anyone ever treats you like this, run. I am in no shape or form trying to romanticize this behavior or imply that Yeonjun is like this nor am I shipping him with other idols or assuming anyones sexuality. Please remember that it’s fiction.
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“We need to talk,” Wooyoung says as he rudely tries to pull you out of Juyeon’s lap.
It earned him a confused puppy look from Juyeon and an annoyed scowl from yourself because you knew exactly why you ‘needed to talk.’
He pursed his lips into a thin line, widening his eyes at you which basically meant that he was losing his patience so you reluctantly got up. “It won’t take long.” You tell Juyeon to excuse yourself as you got pulled to the kitchen once again but by Wooyoung this time.
“…What was that a few minutes ago with Yeonjun?”
You sigh, avoiding eye contact as you look at your own hands on the countertop. “Nothing.”
You look up from your hands and into the living room to try and spot either him or Karina but they were nowhere to be found. Really? Could they be fucking somewhere now too?
“Y/n…you looked upset. And he had his hand on your back as if he was trying to intimidate you. I’m just trying to check if he’s out of line for something.”
Oh…Wooyoung. You know he means well but…
Your thoughts are interrupted when you hear a door slam so fucking loud, it could be heard over the blaring music.
Your eyes travel to where the thud was coming from with an alarmed facial expression but when you saw Karina, furiously stomping into the kitchen while looking around with fire spewing from her dark orbs you knew you were dead meat.
You didn’t know why or how, but the nauseating feeling in the pit of your stomach returned, sensing that something was really wrong right now.
“…What’s with her?” Wooyoung says raising an eyebrow in confusion. The sound of his voice made her head snap into the direction where to two of you were standing and that’s…when you made eye contact.
Without second thought or warning, Karina leaped over to you with big strides. You just stood frozen on your feet, not knowing what was to come and after that everything happened way too fast.
You were hit in the face with full force, adrenaline pumping through your veins to mask the painful sensation that was yet to come while your heart thumbed out of your chest.
“YOU FUCKING BITCH!” She yelled at the top of her lungs as she tried to hit you again but by now, Wooyoung stood between the two of you angry as ever. Juyeon had caught you from the behind since he had run over after seeing the whole ordeal unfold from his comfy chair.
You couldn’t quite see anything as you covered your face with your hands, blood gushing out of your nose by now as two strong arms snaked around Karina’s waist to hold her back from doing more damage.
It was Yeonjun.
“KARINA STOP IT. NOW,” he yelled.
“Shit.” Juyeon tried to cover you as he stood before you. All of the arguing becoming white noise while you got lightheaded.
Juyeon quickly ripped off a piece of paper towel and tilted your head back, he took your hand and guided it to your nose to pinch it with the paper towel to stop the bleeding. Luckily, he knew exactly what to do because God knows you didn’t.
What happened in those few short minutes that they were gone? Did she find out? Did Yeonjun confess? And how does she know it’s you?
No one was asking any questions. Too busy with keeping Karina from hurting you even more all while trying to keep you from fainting.
You wanted to hit her back; you really did. But honestly, you deserved to be hit in the face…multiple times.
“GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE,” Wooyoung yelled at Karina. He was seeing white, absolutely seething at what just happened because he didn’t know why, and by now Mirae had emerged to help you sit down on a bar stool as well.
“LET ME GO SO I CAN KILL THAT BITCH” Karina yelled out once again, still getting held back by a majorly distressed Yeonjun who’s attention had been on you more than on her.
All hell broke loose, people were watching, taking out their phones to film while happy trap music still blared through the speakers as a very unfitting soundtrack to your misery.
You sat down on a bar stool, avoiding both Karina and Yeonjun’s gaze with the help of Juyeon standing in front of you.
He noticed your drop in energy and pulled you close to him, not caring that his white sweater might get blood stains on it as he sweetly shielded you from the public eye.
He quickly shot Karina a venomous glare, not understanding what the fuck just went down. “What is wrong with you?” he asks her, genuinely disgusted and confused by her temper tantrum.
You closed your eyes at him coming to your defense, realizing how fucked up it really is.
“What’s wrong with me?” Karina scoffed, blowing her disheveled hair out of her face.
“She f-” Karina got interrupted as Wooyoung took a threatening step closer to her. “Bitch shut up and get out of my house.”
Yeonjun was completely torn between making sure you were okay and staying by Karina’s side. He felt horrible that Karina hit you. Though he never mentioned your name to her, she wasn’t as stupid as she looked.
“Let’s go.” He said pulling at her wrist, but she aggressively yanked her arm out of his hold, giving him a look of sadness laced with distrust and pain.
“I’m not going anywhere with you.” She choked up as she looked into his eyes, and that’s when everyone realized what was going on.
You closed your eyes in defeat. Talk about a public humiliation…
Juyeon’s tight hold on you loosened, Wooyoung looked from Yeonjun to you with wide eyes and Mirae just bit her lip in anxiousness at this whole thing unraveling to be the worst night of your life.
Juyeon sighed. “Let’s get you upstairs.” He helped you up, and all you could do was look at him with a big, confused, yet thankful stare.
Wow, this is the last thing you expected. He tilted your head back again as he led you to the hallway. “Keep applying pressure, it might be broken.” He commented calmly, and you just did as you were told, your mind not being able to think for itself.
Karina stormed off, leaving Yeonjun glued to the kitchen floor. People were starting to mind their own business again with a view remaining stares here and there.
Does he go after her? Or you?
“…Yeonjun honey…what did you do?” Wooyoung asks clicking his tongue while crossing his arms over his chest, giving his friend a judgmental look up and down.
“…I played with fire.”
“Here, lie down.” Juyeon says as he laid you down on Wooyoung’s bed.
As you lie there you can’t help but think of the fact that not even half an hour ago he laid you down on the same bed, under entirely different circumstances. He got up, walking back downstairs quickly to do god knows what and you were left in the room with Mirae, who sat down beside you which made the mattress dip a little.
Since the adrenaline had subsided, you started to feel pain which made you wince as your head hit the pillow a little too hard for your comfort.
“Fuck..y/n…this is a full on shitshow.”
You tried looking at Mirae with your head still tilted and the paper towel on your nose as it blocked half of your vision. “Tell me about it.” Your voice sounded somewhat like Squidward’s and it made the two of you chuckle out loud.
“I’m surprised you didn’t hit her back.” Mirae pouts as she caressed your head.
“I deserved to be hit.” You huff, trying to sit up on Wooyoungs bed. Your mind started to trail off to Yeonjun, questioning how all of this happened and where he was at, but your thoughts were quickly interrupted by Mirae.
“Well…if its broken maybe you can get that nose job you wanted.”
You couldn’t help but laugh at her dumb attempt to cheer you up with her dark humor and that’s when Juyeon returned. “What are you doing, I told you to lay down.” He says sternly as he got back with a bag of frozen peas in his hold. “They didn’t have ice cubes, it’s the best I could do.”
You smiled at him faintly, taking the bag from him to put it against your throbbing nose.
“Thank you…you didn’t have to.”
He didn’t respond however as he looked from you to Mirae. Mirae got up off the bed swiftly to make space for him, ready to give the two of you some privacy. It was odd, all of it. You didn’t know if Juyeon was mad or sad, or that he got what was happening at all.
“I’m…gonna go downstairs…see if I can check on Woo.” She announces hastily as she walked towards the bedroom door. Juyeon gave her a faint yet friendly smile and you both nod at her as she left.
When the door closed the air got thick, you didn’t know where to start. You were looking into Juyeon’s equally dark pupils to try and guess what he was feeling but his gaze was fixated on something else. Your nose. He slowly let go of the bag of frozen peas to assess your nose as gently as he could. “Well, at least it stopped bleeding and I don’t think it’s broken either, it’s going to swell up a lot if you don’t keep it iced so try to do it three times a day. Oh and avoid hot showers and excessive physical activity, it could re-open the broken blood vessels,” he rambled.
Suddenly you remember he’s a medical student which is probably the reason why he’s helping you…it’s because he’s supposed to.
“Juyeon I-” you start but he quickly put the bag of peas on your nose again to stop you from talking. “Let’s not get into it right now.” He countered, shutting you right up.
He smiled to himself bitterly. “I really thought we had something going here.”
“Juyeon…we do, I mean it. We do.”
“So how long then?”
You couldn’t bring yourself to lie to him again, knowing he deserved better than that. “…A few months…until recently.”
He scoffed, nodding to himself. He really thought you were different. That he had finally found someone worth opening up to, but he now knows it was nothing like that to you.
“I hope you had your fun.”
Your eyes widen, taking the frozen peas off of your nose once again but right before you wanted to speak up to somehow defend yourself, the door opened with a dramatic swing.
“I tried to stop him.” Wooyoung spoke as Yeonjun emerged from behind him. “But he’s annoyingly persistent,” he said rolling his eyes.
Yeonjun ignored both Wooyoung and Juyeon, walking over to you to crouch down beside the bed. “Shit y/n.” he tilted your head so he could assess the damage by grabbing your chin lightly. “I’m so sorry this happened. She suddenly jolted out of the room and next thing I know she hit you.”
Juyeon didn’t know what the fuck was happening right now, but he wasn’t having any of it. “Don’t you have a girlfriend to run after?” he huffs, keeping his eyes on Yeonjun
“There’s nothing to run after. Stay out of it.” That comment had Wooyoung’s eyebrows raising, Juyeon’s fists balling and your eyes popping out of your skull at Yeonjun’s bluntness.
What did he just say? Nothing to run after?
It’s not like 4 years of his relationship just went to shit or anything.
“Don’t talk to him like that.” You say coming to Juyeon’s defence, taking his hand off of your face. “What the fuck happened?”
Yeonjun wanted to open his mouth to speak but then he realized there were two pairs of eyes on him that didn’t need to know his business. “…Could we get some privacy?”
Juyeon got up without a word and your eyes darted to his in distress. “Give me a chance to explain.”
“I’d rather not.” He stoically replies, handing you the bag of by now dethawed peas. “Remember what I said. Ice it.”
Even in a situation like this he still set aside his personal feelings to make sure you’re taken care of. It made you want to get punched in the face again because even though he deserves better, you weren’t sure if you could let Juyeon go this easily.
“Juyeon, wait.” Your calling out of his name was of no use. He ignored you, somehow leaving you behind with a heavy heart and an empty head.
Wooyoung’s eyes followed Juyeons’s figure out of the room. Sighing and shaking his head in disapproval before he left to go after him as well, closing the door behind him loudly.
“…Damn…your little boy toy is upset.” Yeonjun comments insensitively, looking back at you to see an unexpected scowl on your face as you looked at him.
“Yeonjun, shut the fuck up. Why are you even here, you should’ve gone after her, not me.”
“She’s not the one that got hit in the face.”
“No, she got stabbed in the heart instead.”
He stayed quiet, letting your words sink in. So he decided to avert the conversation by explaining what happened.
“We fought and I impulsively told her the truth after she asked me if I was cheating on her.”
“She asked you?”
“Yes but…she wouldn’t have done that if she didn’t already have her suspicions about us.” He carefully laced his fingers through your hair so you’d look at him. He pouted, seeing the redness around your nose bridge as the area was starting to swell.
“Yeah, you keep saying that, but I’m half of the reason I’m in this mess.”
“Then it’s only fair you punch me in the face too.” he jokes, inching his face closer while tilting his head so you’d have full access to ruin his chiseled features. You roll your eyes and push away his face instead with a bitter scoff.
You couldn’t help but laugh, hating how he was able to make you forget about how fucked up the situation you were in really was. You looked in each others’ eyes a little too lovingly as silence consumed the room, so before he could lean in to kiss you, you spoke up.
“Yeonjun you should’ve gone after her.”
He sighed in annoyance. “Don’t you think that I would have if I wanted to?” y/n don’t you get it. I don’t…” he paused to think of a less insensitive way to put it but when he couldn’t think of a way to do so he just gave in and voiced his deepest truths. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt freer than I do now that she knows. Even if it cost you your cute little nose.” He softly booped your nose with his finger, trying to get you to cheer up and it kind of worked, until your smile faded.
You felt the cold bag of peas still in your hands, looking down at it with furrowed brows as you started thinking of Juyeon and the way you hurt him because of how selfish you were.
“Did I hurt you?” Yeonjun noticed your saddened facial expression. You shook your head, still looking at your hands, and that’s when it clicked to him.
“…You started to really like him, didn’t you?”
You look up at Yeonjun’s face. Finding it weird how you were talking about a guy you were romantically involved with, with him; whom you are also romantically involved with.
“I just…I hate that I hurt his feelings,” you admit.
Yeonjun nodded to himself, taking the bag out of your hands so he could lace his long, slender fingers through your own as he sighed.
“I hated seeing you with him. I guess it’s funny because…that’s exactly how you must have felt every time you saw me with Karina.” He scoffed, realizing that he confessed his jealousy.
“Just know that…I can only let you go if you tell me to.” He continued.
“What does that mean?” you look up at him again to try and understand, and that’s when he bit his lip, needing a second to collect his thoughts before he could voice them to you.
“What I’m trying to say is, that even though you deserve someone like Juyeon, who has his shit together, comes from a good family and is literally studying to become a doctor.” He paused to roll his eyes. “I selfishly want you to choose me because, what we have…no one can measure up to you y/n. It took that tool for me to realize that.”
‘That tool?” you say cocking a brow.
“Stop coming to his defense while I’m pouring my heart out here. It’s not nice.” He pouted.
You chuckled. Realizing how the tables have turned. Days ago, you wanted to be his first choice, to be the only woman he looked at. The number of times he had hurt your feelings was more painful than the other, but you couldn’t help but apprehend the irony of it all.
“I understand if you want nothing to do with me after this whole thing, and I’ll give you time to figure out what you want. But I hope that that’s me. Because I…I actually want to show you what it’s like to be loved by me. Wholeheartedly.”
Loved? By him?
If what he has shown you up to now was only a preview, then it must be worth being punched in the face for.
You can’t help but think of Karina, and how your affair ruined her future with the only man she loved ‘wholeheartedly,’ while he was sharing the space in his heart with you. You had only been around for a small six months while she has shared her whole life with him.
3,5 of those years were filled with memories of a good and healthy relationship with a great man, but that was before he met you.
You stayed silent, not knowing what to say, your mind going into overdrive at his confession in the middle of what was supposed to be the biggest crisis in his life. You didn’t understand how he could shut out all of those years of meaningful memories so easily. He didn’t even have the decency to go after her to explain what has been going on for months now. Which was the least Karina deserved for the purpose of closure.
It clicked to you that he didn’t communicate with her. He didn’t talk to her the way he talked to you. And maybe if he did, none of this would have happened. If he would have just voiced the concerns he had about their relationship from the start, all of this could have been prevented, and he would have never pursued you the way he did. But Karina always had some type of authority over him. He never dared to criticize her because she’s the reason he was able to live his life the way he did. With a scholarship at a good school with great friends, it was all thanks to her, so he just lived a lie by pretending to be in love.
It was the same lack love, communication and honesty that got you to the biggest turning point in the timeline of your fucked up relationship with Yeonjun. He was going to have to choose, but it was clear that the choice was already made. And it wasn’t the choice you were expecting.
“…What’s on your mind?” He asks, sweetly putting a stray piece of your hair behind your ear.
“…How ironic this is.” You admit, looking into his eyes once again as they peered into yours with anticipation. “How so?”
“Cause all this time, all I wanted was you, but you told me you didn’t care about me like that.”
“Well…clearly, I was wrong. I guess I was just lying to protect whatever was left to save with Karina but…now I know for sure that there’s nothing left for me with her anymore.”
“Yeonjun…I don’t know. I can’t think straight.”
“I know, and I’m not asking you to know right away. I just wanted you to know how I feel before it’s too late. You’ve been way too patient with me all this time. So, the least I can do is be patient with you too. Right?”
You nodded, looking at your hands out of shyness which made him smile at you warmheartedly, petting your hair before planting a sweet kiss on your cheek.
“Let’s get you home.”
Yeonjun took you to your place and took care of you like you were a child. It was weird. It was a completely new sensation for him to be so caring towards you and you didn’t know how to feel. Still overwhelmed with what happened at the party.
He basically tucked you in and left so he wouldn’t burden you with his presence, figuring that you needed space to think and wrap your head around all of these new events, accompanied with the guilt in your gut towards Juyeon. You were glad he left you alone with your thoughts, because thinking was the exact thing you needed to start doing right now.
It was all too much of a train wreck. You’d have to explain all of this to Wooyoung tomorrow, apologize for ruining his Birthday party and tell Mirae about what Yeonjun had told you in Wooyoung’s bedroom.
No matter how messed up it was, you couldn’t help but feel warm inside because of the fact that Yeonjun went to check on you and not Karina. It’s what you always wanted, but now that you have the security of Yeonjun’s genuine feelings for you, you suddenly don’t know what to do.
Not when this many people had to get hurt because of it. Because of you.
The truth of the matter was that both Juyeon and Karina deserved better. For all you know Karina was never mean to you. She was nice, considerate, and tried to befriend you the minute she met you, but you didn’t let her.
You didn’t let her because you were sharing a man. A man that she planned a future with, and the same man she lost because he started to fall for you instead. You just went with it because you were selfish and completely entranced by his charms in combination with the fond look in his gaze every time he laid eyes on you. It was all just too unfair.
Honestly, if someone from the future would’ve told you this is what your life would come to a year ago you’d laugh at them and tell them to not be so ridiculous.
You’d never fall for a taken man.
You’d never be that attached to someone to throw away all of your beliefs and morals, yet here you were. Lying in bed with a swollen nose, living with the consequences of your actions while everyone saw you as a homewrecker of the power couple in town.
And it wasn’t even your fault, because you tried to walk away plenty of times; but how could you when all you felt for him was genuine. No matter how painful it was to be the other woman, the way he made you feel was worth it. Because when you were together, he’d treat you like you were his whole world. Even if you weren’t the only one.
You tossed and turned all night, not being able to sleep because of the throbbing pain in your nose accompanied by the emotional tornado in your head. You had class in the morning and were not looking forward to explaining to your friends and teachers how you ended up with a bruised face, so you decided to call in sick at 8 AM, ready to get out of bed since your thoughts had been suffocating you all night.
Still tired and sleep-deprived, you make your way to your kitchen, remembering Juyeon’s words about icing the area. You retrieve a random ice pack from the tiny freezer compartment in your fridge and put it to your nose as you rummage through your drawers for some painkillers, however your actions got interrupted by the sound of your phone buzzing against the wooden surface of your dinner table.
You mindlessly retrieve it, but when you see who texted you, you instantly drop the ice pack to text him back with both hands.
[Juyeon, 8.04 AM]: Something about the way I left didn’t sit right with me.
[Juyeon, 8.04 AM]: I want to hear your side of the story. Is it ok if I come over after my classes?
You couldn’t believe what you were seeing right now. The fact that he cared enough to still talk to you after last night was a complete mystery to you. Why did he keep giving you chances you didn’t deserve?
What is it about you that Juyeon couldn’t seem to let go of?
[Y/N, 8:06 AM]: Yes, of course.
[Y/N, 8:06 AM]: I’m home all day so you can drop by whenever.
[Juyeon, 8.06 AM]: Ok. I’ll see you in the afternoon then.
You left him on read, not knowing what else to say to him under these circumstances. You really thought he’d break of any and every form of contact with you by now, but instead of unfollowing and blocking you, he was the first one to reach out to you when you were planning to do that yourself.
Juyeon seemed to be a straightforward and ‘lets just get it over with’ type of person, which was nice, because you’d just overthink every step you’d have to take in order to try to talk to him again.
You decided to clean up your place and take a shower while you waited for him. Remembering not to turn the water temperature too high just like Juyeon told you. You color corrected the shit out of your nose to try and conceal the damage but it could still seep through a little. It looked decent enough though, and the swelling wasn’t even as bad as you thought it’d be.
You sigh, thinking about Yeonjun and Karina and the inevitable conversation they had to have. You knew it wasn’t your place, although you couldn’t help but be curious about how that played out. Yeonjun basically confirmed that he’s ready to let go of her permanently and give whatever the two of you had a chance, but things weren’t as black and white as they seemed.
You knew the universe wasn’t going to make it that easy for you.
This wasn’t a modern fairytale-like one of those romance movies you’d mindlessly watch on a Sunday night where the happy endings were predictable. This was real life, and nothing about this whole situation you put yourself in was sweet, sappy nor cliché.
You were on your phone, scrolling through Tiktok until you saw a few text notifications pop up.
[Yeonjun, 12:32 PM]: Hey, how are you feeling?
[Yeonjun, 12:32 PM]: Do you need me to come over and bring you food, maybe some Advil?
[Y/N, 12:33 PM]: I’m ok, and I’m fine thanks lmao. It’s not as bad as I thought it’d be.
[Yeonjun: 12:33 PM]: Hmm, okay. Well, tell me if you change your mind. I’m about to stop by Karina’s. I owe her multiple apologies and closure.
[Y/N, 12:35 PM]: Closure?
[Yeonjun, 12:35 PM]: Yes baby, I told you.
[Yeonjun, 12:35 PM]: It’s you. It’s been you from the moment I met you. I realize that now.
You yeet your phone away on your couch out of utter disbelief and anxiety. It’s like cupid had possessed Yeonjun to start treating you the way you always wished he would, but now that it was happening it was just…fucking insane. You realize you can’t just leave him on read, deciding to send him a corny ass emoji because you didn’t know how to reply to him.
This new dynamic would take some time getting used to, and just as you forgot all about the fact that Juyeon would be coming over, your doorbell rang.
You jolt up from your couch as your heart started to beat uncontrollably fast. You quickly make your way to your front door, straightening out your clothes before you opened it slowly, and there he was. Lee Juyeon, as beautiful and put together as always.
He looked at you a little puzzled, and you didn’t really know how to greet him either, so you just stepped aside to make room for him. “Please, come in.”
Yeonjun was already in Karina’s dorm building, taking the elevator up to her place unannounced because he figured that it’d be better that way. He arrived after her roommate Giselle, let him in without suspicion. He guessed Karina didn’t tell her yet because she wasn’t hostile towards him and basically told him to make himself at home before she left to go to her afternoon class.
He knew Karina’s schedule by heart, not because he was that interested in where she was at all times but because knowing her schedule made it easier for him to sneak around with you in the past.
It was sick, and he knows that. But it did come in handy right now to keep the element of surprise.
She arrived shortly after him. He was sitting on her bed, lost in thought about how this conversation was going to play out, thinking of everything he wanted to confess to and talk to her about, but his thoughts got interrupted as he heard a key twist the lock to her front door.
He sighed, straightening out his posture while rubbing his temples to then lean his elbows on his thighs as he looked down at his hands. He was nervously picking at his cuticles until he heard her bedroom door creak open.
Karina completely froze up when she saw him. She was running around all day on autopilot. Ignoring the gaping hole in her chest where her love and trust for Yeonjun used to be, but now that she had laid eyes on him again, she was reminded by the feeling of how her heart got ripped out of her chest last night.
“…What are you doing here.” Her voice sounded hoarse, almost inaudible but it made Yeonjun look up, finally laying eyes on her.
“We need to talk Karina.” He started carefully.
“I…I’m not ready.”
He sighed, looking at her with sadness and pity. He hated how much he hurt her because she didn’t deserve any of it. But he can’t help the way he feels about you. He can’t help the fact that they had been growing apart for years, and he can’t help but be honest with her right now, because it was the least she deserved from him.
“I understand. And I get it if you never want to see me again, but I…I want you to know that I’m sorry.” He spoke as softly and slowly as he could. Trying to minimize the heartache because he really didn’t want this conversation to turn into yet another yelling match.
She looked at him with watery eyes and a trembling lip. Somehow, she wanted this all to be a sick joke, but the fact that he was apologizing and validating that her feelings of anger and sadness were correct, she broke.
She turned around so he wouldn’t see her cry, though it didn’t take long before she felt two arms snake around her waist to hold her from behind as she buried her face in her own hands. “I don’t understand.” She managed to get out between sobs. “W-why…why did you do it. I thought you loved me.”
She turned around to face him so she could look in his eyes and was met with the sight of his own watery orbs. He was biting his lower lip to control his emotions and loosened his hold on her. “Karina, I don’t know what to tell you because I honestly don’t know how it happened either…it just did…”
“It was a one-time thing, right?” She desperately tried to search for ways to keep lying to herself, but when he stayed silent she knew enough.
He let go of her, taking a step back to brace himself for the eruption of their biggest argument yet. “Around six months.”
Her reaction was one he didn’t expect. Her whole body went cold, shivers running down her spine to hear what she hoped was far from the truth. Her already heavy breathing intensified, and it was starting to sound like a full-fledged panic attack.
“Karina. Breathe.” He held her at an arms-length but she aggressively rejected his touch. “Was I that horrible to you?” she raised her voice. “With everything I’ve done for you, your whole fucking life I cared for you. I was there through all of it, the pain from when your mom left, the hardships you went through because of it. You’d be fucking lost without me Yeonjun! And this is how you thank me? By cheating on me with the first whore who was ready to jump your bones despite the fact that you had a girlfriend!?”
He winced at her words, getting angry at the fact that Karina called you a fucking whore. Even though her anger was justified, he couldn’t quite handle it. “…Don’t call her that.” He mumbled under his breath, though it was loud and clear enough for Karina to hear.
“Are you defending her!?”
“She didn’t know I was cuffed, I deceived her for months.”
Karina looked at Yeonjun in utter disbelief. Not believing all of these fucking revelations coming at her all at once. “The man that’s standing in front of me right now is not the man I fell in love with.”
He swallowed harshly, wondering if this was the right thing for him to say in a moment where all the blame is on him, but he couldn’t help it. Wanting to rip off the band-aid as quickly as humanly possible. “That’s the whole point, Karina. People grow apart, even us.”
“No. no we’re not.”
He scoffed. Why was she not letting him break up with her? What woman in their right mind would want to stay with someone who has lied and cheated on them for half a year? It’s not like he was up for boyfriend of the year either. He had detached himself emotionally way before he started to sleep with you, so why would Karina want to keep herself in a relationship where she was treated like shit, and then some.
“Karina how could you still want me after everything I’ve done to you? How could you ever look at me again and not see someone who hurt you!?”
“We can go to therapy. All couples go through shit like this at some point and I don’t want to throw away my life with you. What are six months compared to our whole lives together.”
She was rambling, trying to find ways to save her relationship. Save her future and her heart.
She couldn’t take losing him. But he wasn’t even trying to get her to stay his and she knew that. By now, Yeonjun was just looking at her like she was crazy, and maybe she was. She was crazy for him.
“You deserve better,” he tried.
“Then be better!” She pleaded, leaping forward to take his hands but he didn’t let her touch him.
Karina blinked twice to confirm if she heard him right, desperation getting the better of her as tears started to stream down her face again.
“WHY NOT YEONJUN!? WHY. I DON’T UNDERSTA-”
“BECAUSE I LOVE HER.” He shouted out without thinking. Taking a deep breath to calm himself down. He bit the inside of his cheek, realizing what he had just said. Because it was true. “I love her Karina. I’m sorry.”
She looked at him even more broken than before. She had hoped that whatever the two of you had going on was based on meaningless sex and an escape from reality. But hearing this changed everything.
He was choosing you over her.
She wiped her tears away with her sleeves. Taking a deep breath as she straightened out her posture. She turned around to open her bedroom door, stepping aside to make way. “Get out.” Her voice was icy. The person in front of him right now was nothing like the girl that was breaking down in front of him just seconds ago.
Yeonjun looked at her a little puzzled. The sudden change in her demeanor scaring him. This conversation was nowhere near over to him, and he knew that it would have to be continued some other time. This was not the outcome he had hoped for, and certainly not the type of closure he wanted for the both of them.
But it was no use. What’s done is done, and there’s no turning back now.
He sighed, picking up his jacket from her desk as he walked out, stopping in his tracks to look at her one last time. “For what it’s worth. I’m really sorry.”
Karina closed the door as he left, letting herself fall on her bedroom floor completely numb and hollowed out. She bitterly looked at the picture frame of her and Yeonjun on her nightstand with tears in her eyes.
It was a photo of them as kids. They were about 4 and 5 years old, holding hands at the playground. The photo was ironically taken by his mother, which reminded her of something as shock overtook her features.
She sat up, her breathing stabilizing as she got herself up from the floor to rummage through her desks’ drawers, trying to find the letter she was looking for.
It didn’t take long before she found it, inspecting the envelope to see the letter she stole from his mailbox years ago before he could see.
Her eyes scanned the senders’ address, reading the words written on the envelope out loud to herself, realizing that their story wasn’t over yet.
“To Yeonjun, from Mom.”
“So…you didn’t know he was dating Karina?”
You shook your head. “No. I was way in too deep when I found out and…I don’t know. It was hard to leave.”
You had been talking to Juyeon for the past 20 minutes, trying to get him to understand your point of view as honestly as you could. You had apologized for the nth’ time by now, but he didn’t seem to care for your apologies. He only wanted to know facts of the timeline of your relationship with Yeonjun, so he could fully comprehend everything and judge the situation objectively.
“What a dick.” Juyeon huffed. “I’m sorry he played you like that. It must’ve been hard to see him with her.”
You looked up at him with big eyes, unable to grasp why he was being so understanding and considerate towards your feelings.
“It’s funny because we’re not even dating. We went out to dinner once and were just starting to get to know each other so I feel like I can’t really be mad at you, but I guess I started to like you more than I thought I would,” he admitted without a filter.
Juyeon was the only man in your life right now that always voiced what he was feeling to you without dancing around the subject. It was a quality you wished Yeonjun had, cause maybe if he did you wouldn’t be in this chaos chapter.
“…I like you too…I really do, and I feel terrible for lying to you,” you say insecurely avoiding eye contact with him, which he noticed.
“You don’t owe me anything since we just only started to hang out with each other but it’s…bothering me less now that I know that you didn’t willingly throw yourself at a taken man.”
You scoff, agreeing with his point of view but it still felt wrong to play the victim card. “I still decided to stay when I found out.”
Juyeon looked at you with sadness. He hated how much your relationship with Yeonjun seemed to have damaged you in ways he wasn’t able to fully comprehend. So he decided to offer physical consolation in the form of holding your hand, hoping that he wasn’t overstepping by doing so. “Y/n…you were lured into a trap that closed the second you got in. It’s not your fault for having feelings or getting attached to someone, it’s what makes you human. No one’s perfect.”
Your pupils start to shake as you look into his eyes. Dumbfounded by his wisdom and the way he was able to comfort you so easily. “You’re close to perfect,” you blurt out, making him laugh at your bluntness. It’s one of the things he liked so much about you.
He was hoping that he wasn’t making a mistake by offering you a second chance, wishing that you’d take it with both hands to see where this thing could go.
“No, I’m not. I’m really gullible and naïve. So much to the point where I want to give you a second chance.” He half-joked as he put an arm around you, moving your hair out of your face with his other hand so he could see your flustered face a little better.
“You’re willing to do that?”
“…Yes, but this time, if you want to, let’s take it slow. I think we both need time to think and you have a lot going on, especially with you know who.”
Juyeon refused to name-drop Yeonjun because any and all respect he had for him was long gone at this point. “I want to make sure you are okay before you jump into something new. So, let’s stay friends for now, and if we’re meant to be…it’ll be.” He nonchalantly shrugged, leaving you speechless once again at how mature this man was.
“I’d love that.” You nudge his shoulder. “Pal.” You giggled at the nickname you gave him, which made Juyeon's lips curl up into a sweet smile. This was the first time he heard your laugh since he had arrived, and it made him feel giddy inside.
Fuck. What were you doing to him? Silence consumed the room as he yearningly stares into your eyes. You looked back at him with dilated pupils, waiting for him to inch his face closer to yours when you caught his gaze moving down to your lips.
He laced his long and slender fingers through your hair, kissing you ever so gently, almost as if you were more fragile than glass. You started to kiss him back, and that’s when he pulled away slightly, smiling against your lips while resting his forehead on yours.
“I think it’s best if I leave now,” he whispered as he let go of you. All you could do was nod in agreement, still dazed by the fact that he kissed you just seconds ago.
You followed him to your front door, trying to wrap your mind around what had just happened and how incredibly sweet he was to you when the only thing you deserved from his was a verbal beating.
He put on his varsity jacket, turning around to see you stand there with big and insecure eyes as you looked up at him. He melted at the sight, opening his arms for you so he could hug you goodbye.
“Let’s keep in touch okay? Text me if you need anything,” he mumbled into the hug and you just nodded in his hold, not wanting to let go for some reason.
He smiled, letting go of you first to twist the doorknob so he could leave.
Yeonjun had called you to tell you about his conversation with Karina right after Juyeon left that day. The fact that he told you that she was in denial and wanted to work on their relationship was no surprise to you. Though they hadn’t talked since, Yeonjun told you how silence from Karina’s end never leads to anything good, so he told you to keep an eye out in case she’d try to contact you.
For some reason, you felt like Yeonjun was leaving out important details to their conversation, but quite frankly, it was none of your business. And you were way too busy with regular classes and dance classes to care.
He tried coming over with dinner, wanting to see you and be with you but your head was so full that you declined the offer. Though he understood, Yeonjun couldn’t help but think that you were avoiding him out of anxiousness - which you were - though you hadn’t stopped thinking nor talking to him since.
A few days passed on automatic pilot like that. Your nose went back to normal, you picked up your neglected studies and hung out with Mirae and Wooyoung as well. Of course, you had filled them in on all the tea from start to finish, which made Wooyoung see Yeonjun in a whole different light.
“How are you holding up?” Wooyoung asks as he hands you your coffee to go from the small pop-up next to your University.
It was early as fuck, so you desperately needed the caffeine. “Fine. Nervous. I don’t know. I’m seeing Yeonjun again after school.”
Wooyoung scrunched his nose up, squinting his eyes at you as he clicked his tongue. “Why?”
“Because we need to talk about what happened and see…see what it means for us.” You hesitated to add the last part, but you were done with lying about anything related to Yeonjun. That shit was over with.
Wooyoung scoffed a little too loud, catching stares from fellow students as they made their way to the main lecture hall. “You can’t be serious right? You got punched in the face for a man, and now you’re telling me you’re going back to that same man…”
“It’s not that black and white.”
“No, it was black and blue.” He sassily remarks as he booped your nose. You laugh, swatting his hand away. “It’s different this time.” you timidly explain.
“How so?” He asks while cocking a brow, obviously not believing a word you’re saying and you don’t blame him, because if you were in Wooyoung’s shoes, you would’ve been overprotective too.
“It just is Woo, trust me.”
And different it was. Because for the first time in forever you didn’t have to look over your shoulder as you entered Yeonjun’s apartment building. For the first time you could just ring the doorbell instead of texting him that you were here, and for the first time nothing was a secret anymore.
You take a deep breath to prepare yourself and not even a second later the door opened, but it wasn’t Yeonjun in the door opening.
Soobin stood in the doorway, immediately letting you in. “…Thought I’d never see you here again,” he says as he followed you from the hallway into the living room.
“Yeonjun hyung isn’t home yet, he had class till five.” He casually explained, walking towards the couch to sit back down.
You nodded understandingly, awkwardly looking around the living room until you saw a spikey-looking thing run across the hard wooden floor. You yelled out of shock, jumping up on the couch to protect yourself.
‘WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!?” you shout, clutching your heart as it sank to your stomach out of fear.
“That’s Odi.” Soobin retorts, quickly running after the animal to pick it up.
“My hedgehog.” He opened his hands to show you with a smile, but you just took a step back as you were still standing on top of the couch.
You give him a look of complete confusion, and that’s when the two of you burst out into laughter together.
Yeonjun had also arrived and took off his shoes in the hallway, hearing loud laughter coming from the living room. When he opened the door and saw you standing on top of the couch with Soobin holding his pet, he couldn’t help but crack a smile at the interaction.
“Oh. You’re home. Good.” You say getting back down from the couch, making a wide curve around Soobin and his spikey little friend to greet Yeonjun.
He opened his arms for you, hugging you as he kissed your temple. “What did I walk into?” he chuckled letting his hand glide down the small of your back.
Soobin sighed, putting Odi back in his cage before turning his attention back on you. “Y/n just met our pet.”
“Your pet, I wanted a cat.” Yeonjun declares rolling his eyes.
“Well, we have joined custody now so shut up and deal with it,” Soobin replied, also rolling his eyes.
You giggle at their married couple-like banter, walking over to Soobin and the suddenly cute-looking animal again. “You can pet him it’s fine.”
“I can? Won’t it hurt?”
“Nah…it’s cool.” Soobin said, proudly lifting Odi out of his cage again to show you.
Your conversation with Soobin became background noise as Yeonjun stared at the two of you warmly from afar. He looked at your smile, took in the sound of your laughter, and loved that you were finally getting along with his best friend.
Karina and Soobin were never close, something he never understood.
“I heard you got punched in the face.” Soobin teases as he sat back down on the couch while you were busy trying to entertain Odi. “Yeah, wanna know what it’s like. I remember it clearly.”
“Haa, I’m good. Sorry I asked.” Soobin says throwing his hands up as a sign of truce.
You chuckled, looking at Yeonjun again whom you catch staring at you. He snapped back to reality, approaching the two of you as he sat down on the couch as well.
“At least she knows now right? That’s something good?” Soobin questions, taking the animal from your hold again. It was weird that you were speaking about this whole situation so casually when neither you nor Yeonjun had really figured anything out yet.
You bite your lip, looking at Soobin a little funny. “I really expected you to be on her side of it all.”
“There are no sides. I honestly…never really liked her like that. She was really controlling and if Yeonjun hyung was happy enough with her then he wouldn’t have cheated. No offense. Of course, that doesn’t justify that, Yeonjun’s a dick.”
You raise an eyebrow at Soobin’s words but Yeonjun just cleared his throat. “Stop talking about me like I’m not in the room.” he says scratching his head awkwardly.
“No. Wait. This is like the first real conversation I’ve ever had with you, aside from that one time you threatened me in the supermarket of course.” You smirk as you look at Soobin again, but Soobin widened his eyes at you.
Yeonjun froze, shooting Soobin a venomous glare. “You what!?”
“…Hey…I’ll be in my room…I’ll give you guys some privacy,” He says as he scrambled to grab his phone and Odi’s cage, quickly walking out of the living room and into his bedroom to then clumsily close the door with his foot.
It made you giggle as you slouched in your seat, putting your attention back on Yeonjun who looked at you with a questioning gaze. “Was that a joke?”
“No. It was harmless, don’t worry about it. He just cares about you.” You patted his thigh to calm him down, finding it cute how worked up he got. Again, it was a new sensation for him to openly show you that he cared about you.
He fell uncharacteristically quiet, sinking back in thought as he reminisced about Karina and the way things ended with her. He felt bad for moving on so easily with you. It felt like you were always part of this household given the way you bickered with Soobin like old friends, but less was true.
Weirdly enough, he felt more guilty about being with you now than when he was sneaking around with you behind her back because this time, Karina knew, and actually got hurt.
“What’s on your mind?” you ask as you move closer to him, you put your legs over his and move his dark hair out of his face, tugging at his chin so he’d look at you.
“It’s gonna sound fucking stupid.”
“I feel bad to be happy with you now that she knows.”
Your playful smile faded, suddenly feeling like the other woman again. “I’m sorry.” You tried to remove your legs from his lap, wanting to create some distance but he didn’t let you.
“Hey no. It’s not like that I promise. I made my choice. I just…hate that I had to hurt her to do so. I think that’s why I didn’t want to tell her the truth for so long. She doesn’t deserve any of this. Neither do you.”
“...Then why did you.” You try, wanting a genuine explanation of what was so god damn special about you that it was worth risking his life-long friendship and four-year relationship for.
“Because I fell for you. You’re all I ever wanted.” He laced his fingers through your hair, wanting you to look at him as he confessed once again. Something he’s been doing a lot of lately.
The butterflies in your stomach returned as you watched the corners of his mouth curl up into a charming smile. “I can’t apologize enough you know that.” He says as he leans his head back on the couch.
“I’m sorry I dragged you down with me, but I really, truly hope that…when you’re ready, you’d want to give this thing a real shot. With me,” he continues as he played with your fingers.
You sighed, not knowing what to say. You were met at a crossroads where both Juyeon and Yeonjun were holding out their hands for you to follow, and you were going to have to make a choice before both of them pulled their hands away.
“You don’t have to choose right away.” Yeonjun says to fill the silence, his words perfectly matching the thoughts in your head. “Just know that I’m not going anywhere.” He placed a sweet kiss on your forehead, and you don’t know why but you got the sudden urge to hug him, so you did.
You wrapped your arms around his neck, burying your face in his chest to hold him as close as possible. He was taken aback by the action, his body lagging like his brain, which meant that it took a few seconds for him to realize that he had to hug you back by snaking his arms around your waist.
He rubbed your back with comforting strokes, nuzzling his face in your hair to breathe you in completely so he could relish the moment.
He understood how insecure you were about your relationship with him. How could you look past the fact that he cheated on his own partner to be with you? It was fifty shades of fucked up, but he had to show you how much he cared for you somehow.
He let go of you to steal a quick kiss from your lips, moving your hair out of your face so he could look at you better. “Let me show you how serious I am about you.”
He got up with one swift motion with you still in his arms and carried you out of the living room bridal style, clumsily closing his bedroom with his foot.
You giggled when he set you down on his bed, playfully slapping his chest as he got rid of his own shirt. Your hand glided from his chest to his abs as he unbuckled his belt in a rush. You missed seeing him like this. It had been way too long since he had touched you, meaning you were entirely too horny and touch-deprived to think straight.
You got rid of your own top as he pulled his pants down, revealing his length to you in no time. God how you missed that dick.
“Turn around for me.” He coos while sweetly caressing your cheek with his thumb, and without second thought you do as you’re told. You lay down on your back, letting your head rest on the edge of the mattress with your face below his crotch. You looked up at him from your upside-down position, opening your mouth so he could guide himself past your lips.
You knew exactly what he wanted and how he wanted it, making him groan in approval when you started to pump him slowly as he slid his cock into your mouth.
“Fuck angel. Just like that.” He slowly started to rock his hips forward. Using one of his hands to grab you by your neck as he slowly and steadily fucked your throat, going a little deeper with each thrust because he knew you could take it. “Always such a good girl for me. Fuck,” he compliments, enjoying the delicious feeling of his tip hitting the back of your throat with every snap of his hips.
You hummed in approval, taking him like a champ as his pace got more ragged, but by now it was getting hard to breathe. He noticed your lack of being able to catch your breath soon enough, pulling out quickly so he could turn you back around, getting rid of your trousers in return so you could compose yourself in the mean time.
He came back up to hungrily kiss your lips to make sure you were good, just to slide back down again so he could eat you out.
He was gentle at first, letting you get used to his teasing, but his kitten-licks soon turned into a full-on make out session down there, making you moan and mewl as you felt overstimulation creep up on you.
He looked at your face contort as he heard you moan his name, grabbing fistfuls of his hair to let him know that he was doing the right thing. He smiled against your core, wanting nothing more than to feel you come undone on his cock, so he pulled away from you, which made you look down at him in bewilderment. “Not yet baby.” He mused as he situated himself between your legs to fuck you missionary.
He tapped the side of your thigh to signal to you that he wanted your legs on his shoulders just so he could fuck you deeper, so you quickly complied. Wanting nothing more than to feel him stretch you out the way only he could.
It was funny to you in the moment, you had this mutual understanding of what both of you wanted with simple taps and stares, but when you felt him slide inside of your tightness your mind went completely foggy.
The two of you went at it for so long that you lost track of time.
He was ruining you with your face down and your ass up by now, plunging in and out of you with long and deep strokes as you reached your third orgasm. If it wasn’t for your stamina’s as dancers you’d be tapping out by now, but there was something different in the way he fucked you this time.
He was being vulnerable, passionate yet rough, and to summarize the feeling, it was just the way you loved it and then some. This might have been the best sex you’ve had with him or better yet, it was the best sex you’ve had in your life, period.
He announced that he was close, which prompted you to take a new position so he could bust his load into your mouth without having to ask. He smirked as he pumped himself a few more times, throwing his head back as he came on your tongue with loud grunts and heavy breaths.
He looked down at you to see you swallow his cum with dark eyes. It might sound delirious, but it somehow made him feel proud. He smirked down at you, tugging at your chin to leave a sloppy kiss on your lips. “That’s my baby.”
(end of smut)
An hour later you were still naked, situated on his chest as you talked about the fact that you had to get going soon. You had class early in the morning, and no matter how much you wanted to stay, you knew you couldn’t. “That’s cute.” You say as you play with the beaded bracelet on his wrist. He lifted his arm up so he could assess it, taking it off to put it on your wrist instead. “Here, keep it.”
You give him a funny look, but he ignored it with a smile, fumbling with your fingers to amuse himself.
“You know…I can finally take you out on a real date,” he realizes as he drew figures on your bare back, thinking about the ways he was finally able to spoil you from now on.
You look up at him, propping yourself up on your elbow. “I like sushi.”
He chuckled with with a nod, placing a soft kiss on your forehead. “Got it.”
You reluctantly got out of the bed, making Yeonjun whine as he tried to pull you back in, but you didn’t let him. “Ah, come onnn.” You whine back. “Let me go.”
He sat up, kissing a trail from your lower arm to your shoulder as you tried to escape his touch. “Yeonjun…come on.” You whine once again, and this time he let go with smiles and giggles. It was disgustingly cute. And everything you wanted. “Fine. But I’m taking you out for dinner tomorrow night. No debate. Wear that red dress you wore a while back. I loved that shit.” He says as he licks his lips, already thinking about ways he could take it off of you later that night.
You roll your eyes, putting your top back on. “Okay.” You mindlessly agree, making a boyish smile creep up on his features as you continued to dress yourself.
He also got up to put his boxers back on so he could walk you to the front door. “Cool, then…it’s a date?” he asks for confirmation and when you smiled at him with a shy nod, his eyes lit up.
“Yes, Yeonjun. It’s a date.”
You arrived at your apartment, completely love-struck and giddy inside. It felt like you were 15 again, excited and happy about a boy you kissed and somehow you were completely fine with it.
For the first time since you met Yeonjun you were finally taking steps in the right direction.
You look at the clock to see that it was 8 PM already, you didn’t have dinner yet, so you just decided to order take-out for convenience. After a quick shower, your doorbell rang, so you mindlessly opened the door with cash in your hands but when you saw who was standing in front of you, your heart nearly fell out of your fucking ass.
“…Hey. Can I come in?” She calmly asked, staring into what seemed like your soul.
“…I...Uhm…” you stutter.
NO? Of course not.
“Yes…come in,” you say as you awkwardly step aside.
She walked in, looking around your place since it was the first time she stepped in here. To her surprise, it looked neat. She had painted this picture of you being a monster living in some type of ghetto ass apartment just so she could ease her own mind but less was true.
She put her purse down on your dinner table and crossed her arms which made you take a deep breath, giving her a puzzled look. “…Why are you here?” you set the money you had in your hands aside on your countertop and that’s when she spotted Yeonjun’s bracelet on your wrist.
It made her stop in her tracks, biting her lip as the urge to punch you in your face was creeping up on her again, but she had to keep her cool. She came here with a reason.
One you weren’t going to like.
“You were with him?” she asked, but you ignored her question, raising your eyebrow.
“How do you even know where I live…”
Karina shrugged, not wanting to tell you that she has used her parents’ resources to find out everything about you.
“I came to ask you to leave Yeonjun alone.” She says as she cuts to the chase.
You can’t help but scoff, crossing your arms as you start to fumble with the beads of Yeonjun’s bracelet. “…Which part of him not wanting you anymore did you not understand?”
Karina bit her lip, suppressing her anger because she knew that if she exploded, it would drive Yeonjun even further away from her than he already was.
“You need to let him go y/n. I promise you, it’s better that way.”
“Karina…leave my fucking house. Please.” You roll your eyes and turn around, not wanting her to give you any more of your time.
“No,” she says as she took a step closer to you. “I found his mother.”
Your heart stopped, and so did time. You turn around to stare at her for what must’ve been a few seconds, though it felt like minutes.
She swallowed harshly, crossing her arms over her chest again. “His mother lives in England now. She teaches arts at some community college and hasn’t moved around since she arrived.” She explains like it was yesterday's news.
“…How do you-”
You were interrupted as she kept talking. “As you might know, my parents own major shares in the Uni he attends. They pulled some strings, and we might be able to do a study abroad there, so he can find his mom and get the closure he needs. But you. You’re the one that’s keeping him here. He won’t go with me as long as you’re in the picture.”
You let her words sink in. Completely overwhelmed with all of this information.
“How do you know Karina?” you tried once again. Not knowing what else to ask her except for the most pressing question of all.
“That doesn’t matter. What matters is that he shouldn’t have to choose between you and a potential relationship with his own mother. So, leave him, while you can, It’s what’s best for him.”
You couldn’t believe your ears. The fucking audacity this took from her was on a whole other level. This isn’t what’s best for him. It’s what is best for her. And suddenly you realized something.
“…You said she hadn’t moved since she arrived…did you know? All along? And you didn’t tell him!?” you were raising your voice at her at this point, but she looked at you unfazed and unimpressed. She knew she had the upper hand here, even in your own home.
“I did. But that doesn’t matter.”
Wow. The last piece of leverage she had on him was his mother. She never told him about the letter because she was scared he might have left her to find his mom in the UK. But now, the only way for him to find her was if he went with Karina himself.
“Soobin was right. You’re fucking sick.” You say as you squint your eyes at her. Trying to control the rage that was boiling in the pit of your empty stomach.
“Maybe. But at least I’m not a homewrecker.”
She left you in shambles as she retrieved her purse from your dinner table again. This was a much quicker visit than she had anticipated.
“If you care about him the way you say you do, you wouldn’t let him choose between you and his own mother, right?”
Your eyes started to spew fire at her words, turning around to open the door. “Get the fuck out.”
“Sure, y/n. Whatever you want.” She rolled her eyes, making her way out of your home with confidence.
She stopped in her tracks when she got to eye level with you. “End it now. Or don’t and live with the fact that your half assed relationship would be the reason he’d miss out on closure or even a relationship with his mother. Your call.”
She left without another word and you slam the door behind her. You wanted to scream, not believing what just happened to you, and that right after you thought you were finally getting somewhere with Yeonjun.
Your phone buzzed in your pocket and you retrieve it, but when you see his name on your display with the messages attached to it your eyes started to fill with tears.
It was a voice note.
“I can’t wait for tomorrow night. I made a reservation at 7. So be ready at 6.30 alright?”
“Oh and, I know it’s fucking stupid to say it over text like this but I’m serious about you y/n. I know you’re probably sick of these dumb-ass confessions but…I haven’t felt this hopelessly in love in a while and I can’t wait to show you with actions instead of words. I’m all in, Remember that.” He stayed silent for a while, but what he said next was something you never imagined him to say.
coco's love note: this was a random wip I had laying around in my drafts so I decided to just finish writing it, hope you enjoy <3
He realizes he's in love with you when he watches your figure try to sneak plates of food into his practice room, hoping to not disturb him. You know he's been at it for hours and a break isn't in his agenda but he needs to eat and maybe if you take him some food he'll do just that. He can't see anything but your outline and hand sliding the homemade meal through the crack of the door but he loves you nonetheless for it. Love is fickle for Yeonjun but he knows without a doubt he's in love with you.
Soobin often has days like anyone else where his mind tricks him into thinking insecure thoughts. They fill his mind and refuse to pour out, until his head is full and in turn the tears roll down his face. He watches as you hold him close and whisper sweet words into his ear. That's when it hits him. He's in love with you. The way you can brighten his day just by holding him, or the way your smile brings out his own, he is so desperately in love with you, and that's okay.
Beomgyu realizes he's in love through the small acts you put forth for him. His hair falls into his eyes as he reads lyrics? You're there handing him a hair tye. He's sore from continous practice? A bath is run without a word. It's the little things that make you two feel so domestic that make him realize he is utterly in love with you. It's hard to deny but nevertheless he wouldn't think to do so, because accepting this love makes his heart beat and in turn he's able to give as much, if not more love back to you.
It takes him a while, but as you sit calmly in front of him, spewing the three words he thought he'd never hear, it all rushes to him. Of course he knew he loved you before your confession but now it's real and he can feel it so much easier. Here you are sat in front of him smiling shyly. The restrictions of "what if's" and "maybes" are gone. The only thing in the room is the love you two share.
He realizes he's in love as he watches the way you engulf his family in for a hug goodbye. He'd invited you back home with him and was worried you'd be overwhelmed by them, but alas you never faltered. It makes his heart swell, and right there on the steps of his old family home, he realizes just how much he wants to make sure you stay part of his family.
coco's final note: writing this was like a cleanse, it felt so nice and the vibes from it made me so happy ah :) i really hope you enjoyed it <3
Summary: it's Christmas time and planning to have your best friends over to spend the joyous time with your family is ruined after a bad storm. It seems things take an unexpected turn for the better when they all show up, it was a Christmas miracle.
Genre: fluff, idol with female best friend au
It was the day before Christmas and I was currently at home in (y/home/country) with my parents and siblings finishing off the decorations inside the house and adding the last ornaments to the tree.
"So when are we adding the star?" my 9 year old younger brother Dean asked as he watched me attentively as I decorated the tree.
"We're gonna add the star when everyone is here... including my friends that are coming," I explain to him as I smiled at him.
"Oh you mean those chinese boys you keep talking about and how much you wuv them," he tells me mockingly as he smirked.
"Haha very funny, I've told you they're not Chinese, so scram, I don't have time to entertain bratty lil kids," I roll my eyes at him as he laughed walking away.
I then smiled at the thought of actually getting to see my best friends from TXT.
I met them when I started working at HYBE Corp/BIGHIT Entertainment. There I was assigned as a make up artist for TXT which brought me closer to them.
Even though I was meant to be on tour with them, my boss gave me the christmas holiday off so I left Korea and came here.
To my surprise, the boys were coming a state away and had Christmas off so being the good best friend I am, I offered to let them come spend it with my family and I after my family agreed to it.
It took some time to get them all to agree since they 'didn't wanna be a burden' which we all know isn't true but soon enough they said they will come.
As I finished up what I was doing a got a phone notification ding.
I checked my phone in my pocket to see the message from Soobin.
Soob 🐰: Hey (Y/n), we just bought the plane tickets so we'll see you tomorrow.
Me: Hey Binnie, I'm so excited to see you guys, I just hope the snow doesn't get all too bad. Greet the boys for me. :)
After sending the message, I put my phone back in my pocket and made my way into the kitchen to find my mom drinking some hot chocolate with my little sister Deandra while they joked about something as they seemed to be laughing.
"Are you done already hun?" my mom asked as she saw me walk in sitting across her in the stool as I laid my head on the kitchen counter.
"Yep," I answer nodding my head.
"Have you already finished making the Christmas dinner?" I asked her as she nodded heaving a sigh of relief.
"So when are your friends coming, I wanna see the rest of them. I only know BumGoo," Deadra said mispronouncing him name making me snicker.
"It's Beomgyu Deandra, but you'll see them tomorrow don't worry." I tell her fixing her one pigtails of curls.
Unlike that bratty boy Dean, Deandra is the heavenly twin of the two.
She knew Beomgyu from seeing him on a video call about 2 months back.
I was in Korea working with the boys and I had Skyped my dad and she answered it so she spoke to Beomgyu for some time asking questions being the curious little butterfly.
"You go rest up a bit, I'll go finish up the guest rooms for the boys," my mom says giving my little sister my mug.
"Here," she says smiling handing me a fresh cup of hot chocolate with mini marshmallows making me smile.
"Aw thanks mom and Anne," I give her a kiss on the cheek taking my mug and going to my room upstairs.
Just as I shut my door I hear some glass shatter.
"It wasn't me!" I heard the brat yell.
"Dean!! Imma whoop yo ass till you can't walk no more little boy! Did I NOT tell you to stop touching the damn stuff!" My mom yelled making me chuckle at the commotion.
'Never gets old' I think to myself.
I woke up at around 8:15 am to see the darkness outside and started worrying
'I hope it isn't a snow storm'
I got out of bed and went into the bathroom and wash face and brush my teeth then went downstairs to see my siblings in their christmas onesies arguing over what channel to watch on tv as my dad sat on the other couch reading his newspaper not giving a care in the world.
"Morning everyone. MERRY CHRISTMAS!" I say to them excitedly as they smiled saying it back.
"Where's mama?" I asked seeing she isn't in the living room with everyone else.
"She's taking a bath but she'll be down any minute I guess," my dad answers back as I go to the kitchen to make breakfast for everyone.
"Breakfast is ready!" I yell putting the food servings on everyone's plates.
Soon enough the kitchen table was filled with everyone sitting down.
"Thank you for the food," they all said politely.
"So it seems we won't be leaving this house anytime soon, we're snowed in and so is the whole city," my mom says after we had our prayer.
"Wait what, doesn't that mean people at the airport are snowed in as well. My friends?" I say still in shock.
"I'm sorry honey. The boys might not be able to make it her in time. They said the snow might be like this the whole day," my mom tells me sympathetically.
I got out of my seat to check my phone up in my room to see any messages from the boys to confirm this and the universe wasn't on my side when I got the news from Yeonjun.
🦊 Junnie 🦊: Morning (Y/n) and MERRY CHRISTMAS from the boys and I.
I know we were meant to see you today but we are at the airport and we are stuck there due to the snow. We won't be able to see you today so we'll see you tomorrow.
I was so crushed by this seeing as i was so hyped and excited to see my best friends again but the stupid snow had to ruin everything.
"(Y/n), are you ok in there?" I heard Deadra say on the other side of the door.
I sigh going to open the door nodding at her sniffling as we go back downstairs to continue eating.
"You ok baby?" My dad asked me rubbing my back.
I just gave him a small smile nodding.
The rest of the day my family tried cheering me up and it kinda worked.
It was nearly 7:45 pm and it was already starting to get dark but the snow seemed to be clearing out.
As much as I wanted to see the boys, I just had to come to terms with the fact this was gonna be any other type of Christmas in my family.
And it's not like the boys wanted it this way, they could be spending Christmas here but they have to spend their first Christmas without their family at the airport.
"(Y/n) it's time to put the star on the tree," my brother yelled from downstairs.
"I'm coming!" I yell back fixing my hoodie.
I made my way downstairs to see my family sitting around the lounge as the twins held the star.
'The boys were meant to be here when we do it but plans change, right' I smile faintly at the thought.
"Since Deandra did it last year, it's your turn Dean," my dad says picking him up high enough.
Dean smiled happily as he then placed the gold star on top of the tree.
"It's time for dinner guys," my mom tells us smiling as we all excitedly made our way to the table.
"So where are those cookies you made?" I asked Deadra as she smiled.
"Well the batch burned but I had mom help so the second batch came out pretty good I would say," she explained going to the kitchen before coming back to the table with a plate full of cookies.
"Wow Anne they look amazing," my dad compliments her looking at the cookies.
As my dad reached for one my mom hit his hand away, "No dessert until you've had your proper meal."
"Can someone please say grace," my mom asked as I agreed to do so.
"Ok guys enjoy," my dad said as we started passing the food around putting our own servings.
"I'll go get it," my mom says standing up to go answer the door.
We heard some low whispering before my mom came back.
"(Y/n) honey, I have a big Christmas gift for you," my mom says as I turned around and saw 5 familiar and beautiful smiles.
"Oh my gosh, you guys made it! I thought you wouldn't be here until tomorrow," I stand up from my chair hugging each of them sneaking a kiss on their cheeks.
"We sent-" Kai started before Taehyun nudged him to keep quiet to not ruin the moment.
"Bumgoo!" Deandra says running and hugging Gyu's waist.
"BeomGyu, Dee," I correct her again laughing.
"Hey lil bunny," he says booping her nose making her giggle.
"Well family, these are my best friends. Meet Kai, Soobin, Taehyun, Beomgyu and Yeonjun,"
"Boys, meet my dad Jarred, you've met my mom Kayla and my little sister Deandra and her twin brother Dean," I finish off the greetings as the boys bow before shaking my parents hands giving my siblings high fives.
"Have a seat, just leave your luggage by the walk way for now," my dad said getting them comfortable.
"Thank you, on behalf of the boys and I not just for the dinner but for the accommodation and for inviting us into your home for the Christmas," Yeonjun said giving his infectious smile.
"Oh honey it was no problem. We're just happy you all made it," my mom said smiling back at him.
"And I'm just as happy," I tell them holding Taehyun's hand under the table as he sat beside me smiling back.
𖦹 being a scholarship student at the most prestigious private high school in your area should have privileges. however, with your luck and urge to study at all times have caused you to collide paths — literally — with choi yeonjun, breaking his ankle. the price to pay? being his assistant until his ankle fully heals. although, you didn’t know assisting two other boys was apart of the deal too.
pairing : idol!yeonjun x fem!reader . genre : angst, heartbreak . synopsis : being an idol’s girlfriend has gotten to be too much and you can’t bear the weight . wc : 769 words .
a/n : enjoy!
your bags were packed and the sun was beginning to make its ascent into the sky. the dorms were quiet, peaceful, something that wasn’t normal. you smiled at it.
yeonjun would be back from the schedule soon, tired no doubt, and you would be gone. you hated this. leaving without a real goodbye. but you knew it was for the best. and so you slipped off the promise ring he bought you for your one year anniversary, took off the diamond earrings he got you for your birthday, and finally the necklace that he gave you for your six months. you set it all into the box of things that he had given you. tears began to flow freely down your face, and you held back a sob. if you thought too much into it, you would stay. and you couldn't. you couldn't stay.
corporate had wanted you gone anyway. constantly messaging you behind yeonjun’s back about being more careful, and that if you wanted out at anytime you could. you could be free.
so you decided to give corporate their wish. last night you decided you’d pack up and be gone first thing in the morning. no verbal goodbyes except for the letter.
heaving a deep sigh, you placed your handwritten letter on his pillow and then grabbed your big duffel bag. you left your key on the nightstand, knowing they’d be home almost as soon as you step out of the dorms, plus hybe was on constant security. you had already arranged a getaway through the back, and you shot them a text before you got through the front door. they texted back immediately, whoever ‘they’ were — it was all arranged through the company. i could be on my way to getting murdered for all i know, you thought.
and that was it. you hoisted your bag higher on your shoulder and began your walk of guilt down the hall. and just as you were about to head to the elevator, it dinged and you heard his voice.
“boys. shh. yn is probably asleep.” he murmured. you quickly ducked off to the side behind a wall that wrapped around. you watched as yeonjun stumbled out of the elevator, tired. you yearned to reach out and hug him one last time. your eyes began to well with tears once again, and you cursed your emotions silently.
“jun. we’re like down the hall. she can’t hear us.” soobin wrapped his arm around yeonjun’s shoulder and leaned his head on him. yeonjun settled into his embrace and your heart warmed slightly. he would have his boys.
that’s all it took for you to unfreeze completely from your spot and leave down the back stairs. he would be okay because he would have his members. and with the image of soobin and him being the last thing you saw of him, you were okay too. it would be hard. you would miss him so damn much. but. it was for the best.
that’s what you kept telling yourself.
the letter :
my beloved junnie,
i am so sorry. i am so sorry i didn’t stay, and at the very least say goodbye. but you see i couldn’t do it. the relationship or a goodbye. it sounds so harsh but i don’t know how else to put it. i knew what i was getting into, you would always tell me this and you’re right i did — but i didn’t know the pain that came with it. the loneliness. the heartache when all i wanna be is with you but you’re gone. and when you’re here you’re asleep. or still busy. right now, you don’t have the time for a relationship and that is okay. none of this is truly on you but due to circumstance. i fell in love with an idol. and i thought i could handle it but i’m not as strong as we thought. i’m sorry junnie. maybe one day we’ll find each other again. if fate has it. i love you the most. tell the boys i’m sorry too.
warning(s): none, bad writing (not proofread and done in 10 mins bcuz i got a wave of random inspo lol)
choi yeonjun- enemies to lovers
i mean, look at his face and tell me he doesn't channel the biggest e2l vibes. like fr. absolutely refusing to fall in love with an asshole like him, and then realizing that maybe he isn't so bad? maybe he just wants a hand to hold, a kiss to share, someone to love. and maybe, just maybe, hes alright after all.
choi soobin- friends to lovers
meeting soobin as a lil kid, him moving in and being the new neighbor on the block. going over to say hi and him hiding behind his mother, grabbing her tight with his lil toddler hands. growing up so close, sitting together in lunch and hanging out at recess. "y/n and soobin, sitting in a tree! k-i-s-s-i-n-g". him defending you when a big scary 6th grader makes fun of your hair, and him getting pummeled. you getting him bandaids. proposals at age 5 and promises of love. everlasting eternity.
choi beomgyu- rivals to lovers
okay this one sounds hella similar to e2l. however. i propose: you’re the two best guitar players at school. childish bantering, teasing bordering flirting, fighting over the top spot and chance to perform on stage at the talent show, and even if you claim to “dislike” each other, all those hours you spend practicing together aren’t without reason, nor without a growing bond forming.
kang taehyun- soulmates
you're meant to be. you've searched your whole life for the one that was meant for you. you've traveled the world, sailed the oceans, been almost everywhere. but you found him where you least expected it: home. as soon as you accidentally brushed up against him, you both felt it. your world became so much more colorful, so vibrant and loud. nothing was ever the same after meeting him, in the best way possible.
hueningkai- fantasy au
riding dragons together. quests and journeys. massive jewels and magical ivy creeping up a castle wall. pressing a kiss to your knuckles and kneeling before you. extravagant balls and exquisite gowns. a sharp silver sword, wielded by your love, ready to protect you at all times. giants and fairies, trolls and dwarfs. taking on the universe together.