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Tinder (gone wrong)
"When you install tinder to fix your love life and your big ass crush on Lee Chan."
a/n: anothe lame ass post from you fav lame ass writer!! I'm not sure if I'm coming back to the blog tho, I'm just having a very shitty summer and I wanted to write something cute to get it out of my system!!
friends to lovers kinda?? and side mingyu x reader (just one date tho)
tw: mentions of food and that's all I think??
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You installed tinder not that long ago. Not because you actually wanted to be on tinder, but because your love life is at this point nonexistent and you think that tinder is the only thing that can put a fast end to your situation.
“Just one date will make it,” you tell your best friend Seungkwan “one date from a random tinder dude and I’ll stop complaining about my love life”
Seungkwan looks at you, slowly shaking his head from side to side.
“Y/n, you’re an introvert, how the hell do you think that is going to work?”
“I can stop being an introvert for a couple of hours”
“Yeah, sure” Seungkwan scoffs, “call me when you actually go on that date, please, I don’t want to miss it.”
“Miss what?” a new voice sounds to your right. And there he is, Lee Chan, Seungkwan’s second best friend 一after you of course, and classmate. Seungkwan smiles at him and makes room for Chan to sit beside him at the small table from the cafeteria of your university, facing you. You give him a small wave and look down to your half-eaten sandwich.
“Y/n has installed tinder and wants to go on a date with quote unquote some random dude” Seungkwan answers.
You blush instantly, and reprimand yourself for having such a weak reaction, but what can you do when your best friend exposes you like that in front of Chan? Now, people might assume that since Chan is close friends with Seungkwan, and so are you, Chan and you are consequently friends, but the truth is that you have barely spoken to Chan in all the years that you have known him, let alone share personal details about your love life. Normally, you see Chan regularly, as he sometimes ditches his friend group to sit with you and Seungkwan when the timing is right for the three of you, but all those times, Seungkwan just acts as the glue between you two. He talks and talks, filling in the silence with his blabbering, and Chan answers back by teasing him non-stop. You, however, prefer to remain on the quiet side, because as an introvert you don’t know how to interact through the banter they share, and also because you can never think correctly whenever Chan is around. 
Chan to you is what most people would call a crush, but you never find the courage to even talk to him, too scared to sound ridiculous or making a fool of yourself in front of him, and therefore in front of Seungkwan, so you just stick to laugh at them when they tease each other and answer to Chan’s questions if they are directed to you, or if Seungkwan decides to ignore him. 
“Oh? A date? That's cool! There are some creeps around dating apps though, try to be safe Y/n”
“Thank you, Chan, I will” you give him a quick smile and he smiles back.
Seungkwan continues his nonsense and you pretend to listen to him, ignoring the fast beating of your heart after Chan’s words. If he’s staring at you more than usual, you pretend not to tell.
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Now, you did find a date, and this Mingyu guy seems adorable. When he asks you on a date on a friday afternoon, you do not think twice and say yes.
The date, though, was not what you expected.
You promised yourself to speak about yourself, to ask and answer questions, to crack jokes, but all your effort vanished five minutes into the date. Mingyu was not a bad guy at all, he had lovely energy and would never let the conversation die. The thing is that he never asked anything about you, and you didn’t have it in you to redirect the conversation to talk about you. So you forced laughters when necessary and nodded at the right time, all that while looking subtly at the time on your phone. 
After the coffee, you excused yourself, claiming that you still had some work to do and promising to text him when you get home. Mingyu hugged you goodbye, and the scent of his cologne lingered in your nose, making you feel a little guilty of finishing the date so soon.
Your head was filled with questions: He wasn't that bad, was he? He didn’t disrespect you or anything, but you got the feeling that you didn’t get to click with him. Is that normal? Do most people feel like that after the very first date of their lives? Are you the problem? Is tinder the problem?
You couldn’t stop thinking, your head was going so fast that you almost missed the familiar voice calling your name. When you turned around, you cursed internally, how could you be so unlucky?
“Y/n! Fancy seeing you here” Chan shot one of his sweet smiles to you,“ what are you doing here?”
“I was having coffee in the coffee place around the corner” you smiled back at him, trying to dissimulate your nerves “and you? Do you live nearby?”
“I do! I was going for a walk but then I thought I saw you and well, here you are!” He chuckled and you stared at him for a second longer than you should “how was the coffee?”
“Oh it was great! It’s a lovely place,” at this point, you were just glad that he knew how to strike a conversation, you could feel the awkwardness in every pore of your skin. 
“Did you go alone?”
“Oh no, I actually went there with my…” you hesitated for a second before finalizing that sentence “my date, yeah.”
He looked around, putting his hands inside his pockets.
“Oh yeah, Seungkwan mentioned it, yeah, how was it?”
“I don’t really know, to be honest. I was a bit uncomfortable and I didn’t talk much, I barely even laughed at his jokes. I think I was way too nervous”
“Did he seem interested, though?” He frowned ”because if I were him, I’d like to make sure that the person I’m on a date with seems comfortable, and it doesn’t sound like he did”
If I were him, if I were him, if I were him.
Those words barely left your mind.
“I don’t know, Chan, I don’t know how an interested person looks like”
“Was this…?”
“My first date? Yeah” you cursed under your breath and looked to the other side, you had exposed yourself too much.
To your right, Chan didn’t say a word for a whole minute. You opened your mouth to say goodbye and run as fast as you could, in hopes of not seeing Chan for the rest of your life, but he was faster than you.
“Let me take you on a date, then” his voice was lower, softer, sweeter. He meant it, you just knew he was not joking. “Let me show you what an interested person looks like”.
You didn’t answer instantly, not knowing how to react to your crush asking you out.
“I’m sorry if I made it uncomfortable, I do not want to misinterpret the signals but I just- I just thought that maybe I was right and you… I had hope- I’ve always had hope that you liked me too” his words were fast, barely making sense, not as soft as a couple of minutes ago.
“Please take me on that date then” you smile and hold his hand “but treat me right, Chan, I have been waiting for this moment, too”
He smiled back, feeling how his soul came back to his body, and kissed the back of your hand.
“I’ll treat you as best as I can, like the way you deserve.”
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rocketink · 3 years
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Jerk (Part I)
If you had to describe your old friend Choi Seungheol, you would chose many adjectives, but nothing describes him better than the word “jerk”, he’s a greedy jerk.
pairing: choi seungcheol x reader
genre: angst + fluff (enemies to lovers)
wc: 1.4k
warnings: mentions of alcohol, parties and getting overwhelmed at parties ig? + some curse words ig
notes: I’M SO GLAD I WROTE SOMETHING FINALLY. I’m sorry for being inactive, I’ll try to work on that while I can:). This is the first part out of 2 or 3 maybe, I’m not really sure, but imma need you to tell me if you like it pweasee:(
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You fill your plastic glass with what young people call 'liquid of courage' and you walk straight to where Mingyu, Jisoo, Joshua, and Taehyung (your friends) stand. Oh, how you were longing for a good party. Final exams hit hard and you had spent more time studying than you would have liked to, but results were worth it. You managed to score first in almost every subject, and your record was immaculate. Sill, you were not completely satisfied with that one subject you scored second, because your record would have been indefectible but mainly because the person who scored higher than you was none other than Choi Seungcheol.
But he's not worth talking about, not right now that you are about to enjoy yourself.
"Look who we have here! It's our class' brain!" Mingyu jokes.
You roll your eyes, but you imitate him when he raises his glass to make a toast in your honor.
"I'm flattered and all that but let's drop it here guys"
"Y/n is probably mad because there’s this person that has a higher rank than her in her favorite subject" Joshua hums loud enough to be heard.
"Shut up, It’s not it!"
"As if you hadn't been fighting Seungheol for the same reason for a full year" Jisoo rolls her eyes smiling "we're done with college, Y/n, you can relax now"
You are about to complain, but Taehyung changes topics faster.
"Where is him now by the way?"
"He said he was coming like twenty minutes ago" Joshua checks his phone "he should be here already, maybe something is keeping him entertained"
"I'll go find Jeonghan, it's been a while since the last time I talked to him" Your friends nod and you get lost in the crowd looking for the blond-haired boy. Jeonghan is also a friend of your friend's group, but he's always been closer to you. Besides, you don't want to be there when Seungheol arrives.
Talking to him today? Nah.
“Y/n! Welcome! I thought you would be with your friends and I was about to visit you” Jeonghan greets you, immediately making some room on the old couch he is sitting for you.
“I’m glad I was faster than you, then. I wanted to greet you and Soonyoung, Hansol, and Seungkwan if they are around” You name all of Jeonghan’s best friend, but not his entire friend group.
Jeonghan is a social butterfly.
“They are around here, yeah, I just don’t know where”
You frown.
“Then why are you here alone?” You stay quiet for full five seconds until the realization hits you “don’t tell me I’ve ruined a date of yours”
He laughs hard at your blushing cheeks.
“No, absolutely not. We’re at a party, this is not the mood for dates. Soonyoung went to the bathroom, Hansol is getting himself a drink and Seungkwan is dancing. The rest of our friend group is about to arrive, don’t worry, I was just waiting”
“Oh, thank god” You sigh in relief. Jeonghan has been single for a long time now, as far as you know, it would have been astonishing to see him on a date at a party. You feel like a fool.
“Well, I guess I have to congratulate you on your grades” He smirks.
“Grades are nothing to congratulate for, though. But thank you, I appreciate it”
“I’ve heard that Seungcheol has beat you in one subject” When you close your eyes, annoyed at the Seungheol topic, Jeonghan knows he has finally discovered the reason why you visited him as soon as possible. “He is coming to the party too, right?”
“So I’ve heard. He must be here already”
“That’s why you’re here?”
“No! I didn’t want to see him today, true, but I also wanted to visit my dear friend”
Jeonghan smiles, like the angel he is and gives you a short hug.
“You can stay with us if you want to. You know you are always welcome here.”
“Thank you, I will. You’re a good friend”
“Oh, I know” Jeonghan spots Hansol and urges him to come to your side. He complies when he sees you are with him.
“Thank god I brought more than one can of beer. Y/n, you want some?” You take one can, thanking the younger boy.
“What brings you here?” Hansol asks.
“Choi Seungheol” Jeonghan jumps in. You don’t bother to correct him.
Hansol makes a pity smile and nods.
“Now that we are about to be completely drunk and we are not going to remember it” Jeonghan starts “will you mind telling us what happened?”
You want to tell him, but it’s not worthy. Too many memories to bring back, and you are supposed to have fun tonight, right? Summer is about to start and you will finally move to Seoul and get lost, that’s the only thing that matters.
“He’s just a jerk” You sum up “it’s not worth talking about it, maybe some other time”
Jeonghan and Hansol get that you don’t want to talk about it and just drop the topic. You are glad they did.
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You are long into the party when it happens. 
You really want to go to the bathroom but someone is on the inside and it’s taking them so long to go out (at least there is not a line to walk into the bathroom, or else you wouldn’t be able to take it). You knock on the door again and, finally, you receive a response.
“Wait a second, please!” You recognize that voice. There is no way you wouldn’t.
“Seungheol?”
“Y/n?” He answers through the door.
It’s him. You’ve been avoiding him all the party for this?
“What is taking you so long, god! Are you even doing something?” He knows you’re pissed, he can sense it in your voice. Still, he can’t let you in and see him like this.
“No” He answers truthfully “but please, go”
That only angers you more.
“Seungcheol I’m about to open the door”
“Please no!”
“At the count to three!” You ignore him “One…”
No response.
“Two…”
No response again.
“Three…” The door was not locked when you turn the doorknob. At this moment, there is nothing that stops you from being face to face with him. Still, you don’t find him standing in the middle of the bathroom, where you thought he would be. You immediately notice the silhouette behind the curtains of the bathtub. He seems to be squatted down, hugging himself. You peek through the curtains and there he is.
He looks small, he is indeed hugging himself and you notice he has been crying. His cheeks are still wet and a bit colored, his eyes look puffy. He is still pouting.
“Why did you come in?” He asks you. You didn’t notice it before, but his voice sounds lower than usual, and a bit broken.
“You didn’t stop me, and I need to pee” He smiles a little. You didn’t want to be funny, but you are still glad he is smiling.
“I’ll go outside”
“Why are you here?” You ignore him. He knows he can’t lie, not to you. You would know.
“It’s just that… Today’s been a bad day. I don’t feel like partying and there is not a single calm place in this house” You nod a couple of times, analyzing his words.
“Are you just going to walk down there again?” You ask. 
Idiot, you shouldn’t worry about him. He never did.
“I am. I have no other choice”
You sigh. He can’t walk down there and you don’t want to party anymore. He may be drunk, but he looks completely sober, maybe you are the drunk one here because you say…
“Wait for me outside, this house has a rooftop, Jeonghan told me downstairs, I know how to get there and he said people don’t go there at parties so we’ll be alone. I’ll be there in a minute”
He looks stupefied but does not complain. When you go outside he looks composed. He doesn’t look small now, but the tall, handsome man he’s always been. His hands are in his pockets, his hair looks messy and a little curly, just like you always liked it. He looks up and his eyes meet yours, his eyes have always said more than he ever would tell, and right now they are thanking you. They are not red anymore. 
Your heart skips a beat, you had forgotten the effect this jerk had on you.
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rocketink · 3 years
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Okay I know I’m always talking about posting but I never post and all my projects left unfinished but I’m writing smth for scoups and i think I can write a short series out of that?? What do you think?
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rocketink · 3 years
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I’m writing a vernon au based on some random song and I H A T E it but it’s too late to delete it and I feel like publishing smth
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rocketink · 3 years
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scoups: can you guys take it outside?
boochan: we’re fine fighting right here, thanks.
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rocketink · 3 years
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Hi! Mi name is Nabi, nice to meet you!
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⚘ I go by the pronouns she/her
⚘ I’m 18 years old 
⚘ I’m cancer sun, virgo moon and capricorn rising!
❀ My mbti is somewhere between INFP (mediator) and INFJ (advocate)
❀ I stan seventeen and day6 and txt probably too but shh
❀ Likes: spring, listening to music and reading, (dark) academia aesthetic, tv shows, learning languages, WRITING.
❀ Dislikes: rude people, close-minded people, insects
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rocketink · 3 years
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Ugh I wish I wasn’t such a shy and awkward person:(
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rocketink · 3 years
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Can’t believe I only have four aus😭 once I’m done with exams and I’m done with my writer’s block I want to pusblish more stuff👉👈
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rocketink · 3 years
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WELCOME TO THE NETWORK
We would like to thank all the applicants for supporting CWC! After reviewing the forms, we are happy to announce our newest members! We’re looking forward to sharing everyone’s different styles of writing and we hope you guys enjoy your experience as a CWC member! ♡
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rocketink · 3 years
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Happy new year, I hope this year brings nothing but happiness to you and your loved ones!!🥰
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rocketink · 3 years
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Sweeter Than Sweets l pt 4 (final)
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Pairing ➳ CEO!Choi Seungcheol x female baker!reader
Genre ➳ romance, angst, fluff, suggestive
Warnings ➳ cursing, implications of sexual activities, cliche lmao, use of the word daddy once (not in sexual context)
Word count ➳ 3.6k
A/N: Aaannddd, the final chapter is here! I'm really sorry if the ending feels rushed, my mind just went blank while writing this part. But seriously, thank you all for sticking till the end TT. Now I'd really appreciate some feedback on the comments cuz this took a toll on me whew~ soo, happy reading! Also, have a happy new year!!
part 1 l part 2 l part 3
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PART 4: THE END
You still feel jetlagged from the return flight from your honeymoon in Paris. Though it was a pure luxury, travelling in Seungcheol's private jet and staying at the fanciest hotels, you still feel sore and tired. Seungcheol however seems as usual, if not more tensed as he furiously types away on his laptop. He's been busy as hell; a week away putting a huge workload on him.
You insisted that a honeymoon wasn't necessary but he brushed you away, saying a getaway is necessary for the both of you and the others would be suspicious if you two didn't have a honeymoon. The trip was dreamlike and you still have a hard time believing you actually experienced that. You visited the prettiest places and are the most amazing food with Seungcheol the past week, no to mention the countless orgasms he gave you each night. You could get used to that, which is alarming.
Your fingers trace over the necklace Seungcheol gave you on your honeymoon; a beautiful, thin gold chain with a small heart pendant, as you stare at the man sitting next to you on the breakfast stool.
"The food is getting cold," you speak. He looks at you frowning, before replying, "I've to get going. I've a meeting in an hour." He stands up, shutting his laptop and reaching for his jacket.
"At least eat something," you insist. He shakes his head before dropping a kiss on your forehead, "I might return late, I've so much things to sort. Don't wait up for me."
You watch him march out of the room, a sigh leaving you. You're left alone in his huge penthouse expect for the housekeeper who clears away your plates.
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Time seems to move slower at Seungcheol's penthouse. You chat with Jane over the phone for hours, attend the online culinary course you signed up for and even have a phone call with your mother who, surprisingly says she'll visit sometime soon but nothing makes the day come to an end.
In the evening, you prepare dinner before sitting down with your culinary book and a glass of wine. You then opt to watch TV and almost fall asleep on the sofa until you here the front door open.
It's almost 12 and true to his words, he's late. His tired frame appears on the living room, frowning at you as you sit up.
"I told you not to wait up," his voice is gruff.
You shrug, "I couldn't really sleep."
He sighs. His face is dull and his hair is disheveled and he holds his suit jacket in one hand and his tie in the other.
"Would you like some dinner?" You offer, unsure what to do.
He shakes his head, "I'm gonna take a shower and sleep."
"Okay."
Despite is rough day, Seungcheol is kind enough to ask you how your day went as you both get in bed.
"It was okay..." Your voice is breathy. His arm is draped over your waist as he lies behind you, holding you tight. "I...signed up for the culinary course I told you about."
"Oh, how is it?" His voice is soft as he snuggles you, his nose in your hair.
"Good," you whisper, your heart beating fast. Seungcheol being so gentle and intimate with you makes your brain short-circuit and you almost think that this is real.
A silence follows and you think he has fallen asleep but he speaks, "There's a party this weekend at my parents house. My mom says we need a little party for you to get to know everyone."
"Oh."
"Don't worry, my father won't be there. He'll be away on a business trip. That's why my mom decided to throw a party."
A soft laugh escapes you, "I'm not worried, Seungcheol. I'm actually glad for you. You'd probably start a fight if he was there."
Seungcheol presses a kiss on your neck before murmuring, "I love you when you call my name."
Your body tenses as your cheeks heat up. Seungcheol doesn't say anything but wraps his arm tighter around you, throwing his leg over yours.
"Sweet dreams, sweetheart."
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You've start putting on your earrings when Seungcheol appears from the bathroom, dressed in a gorgeous maroon shirt- that matches your dress and black pants. His shirt's top buttons are undone and you watch him button them up through the mirror, until, you remember something.
You reach into the drawer below the dresser before turning to face him. "Um... Seungcheol?"
You're shy for no reason, holding the small box behind you and swaying back and forth.
"Yeah?"
"Um," you take a few steps to stand in front of him before pushing the small box into his hands. "This is a gift... for you. You know, you've been so nice to me and brought me so many things...it's just- a small token of my appreciation." You look anywhere but his eyes, hands fiddling behind you. Seungcheol raises an amused brow at you. "You know you really didn't need to do this," he says, opening the box.
Inside, rests a pair of silver cufflinks in the shape of 'S', his initial. He's quiet for a bit and you start worrying, "It's okay if you don't like them...they aren't really that expens-"
You're cut off as he pulls you by the waist and kisses your lips, slow and gentle.
"I love them." He states once he pulls back and you watch him put the cufflinks on. Once he's done he presses yet another kiss on your forehead, holding you in his arms. "Thank you, sweetheart. I'll make sure to treasure them," he murmurs and you sigh dreamily, you're heart feeling full.
"You're welcome, Seungcheol."
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Seungcheol's mother's face is glum when you find her in the dining area. A small smile appears on her face as she sees you both and comes in for a hug before announcing, "Your father returned early."
Oh shit.
Seungcheol is quiet for a bit before letting out an exasperated sigh.
"I'm so sorry, I had no idea," his mother apologizes. "It's not your fault mom," Seungcheol grumbles, rubbing his temples. He turns around abruptly murmuring something about saying hi to others and walks away.
You give a stiff smile at his mother, "Don't worry, Mrs. Choi. I'll try to keep him out of trouble."
She gives you a sad smile as you catch up to Seungcheol.
-
Seungcheol's relatives are really nice and kind to you- leaving you in great surprise. You imagined them to be somewhat like his father but they turned out to be quite the opposite and you genuinely enjoy their company and conversations.
By dinnertime you've finished two glasses of wine and made friends with Soonyoung's wife; who turns out to be a funny and charismatic person to be around. You and Seungcheol sit with them during dinner and while Soonyoung's wife tells you about how she and her husband met, the boys chat about business and such.
You almost forget about Seungcheol's father until bump into him infront of the restroom after dinner.
You almost stumble and land on your ass as he stands in front of you, sharp eyes trained on you as if you're a prey.
"Good evening, Mr. Choi," you struggle to get your wits together.
"You're really shameless," he scoffs as if he can't believe it.
Errr...what?
You inhale deeply. "I really don't know what I've done to disappoint you but please give us a chance." You play the polite card.
He laughs a humourless laugh before shaking his head, "My shameless son got himself a shameless wife. I just don't get it...why is he such an idiot? How can my son be like this?" He rants on as if you're not there.
Your blood spikes at words and the wine you had before makes you speak before you can think, "With all due respect, sir, Seungcheol is an incredibly talented person and if anything, you should be proud of him, not badmouth him every chance you get."
His father raises a brow, amused, "Oh, this girl has some teeth, no? The only reason you're praising him is so that I hand over my company to him."
"I feel sorry for Seungcheol, he doesn't deserve a father as awful as you." You spit.
Shit...did you really say that to his face?
"What did you say?" His father steps closer to you, "So you're done playing the good wife and now you're running that disgusting mouth you filthy-"
"Father!"
It's Seungcheol.
Oh. Shit.
This is gonna turn into a war zone.
You quickly rush to Seungcheol, trying to stop him from getting close to his father but he's furious, brushing you away he hisses, "I tolerate everything you say to me but I won't tolerate when you insult my wife like that."
He grabs his father by the collars. "How could you stoop so low? Have you ever thought about how much of an asshole you are?" Seungcheol is seething, looking like he could tear his father into two.
A gasp is heard from behind you and you turn around to see Mrs. Choi, horrified.
Shit. You had one job.
"Seungcheol!" She calls as if to stop her son who pays no heed to her.
Seungcheol's father is equally stubborn, he doesn't move an inch but glares at Seungcheol with flame in his eyes, "And do you know how much of a disappointment you have been? Do you realize how pathetic you are? You are nothing but a shame to the Chois."
You know Seungcheol is about punch his father right in the face so you pull him back with all your might, desperate to not let this get any worse.
You manage to pull Seungcheol off of his father and with the help of Mrs. Choi you both hold back a mad Seungcheol.
"I had enough! I don't your fucking company!" Seungcheol screams.
What?
"Don't ever show me that face again," Seungcheol spits and frees himself from your grip before storming out of the place.
You stand there stunned as you watch Mr. Choi fix his suit while Mrs. Choi sobs. "Why are such an animal!" She bellows.
Mr. Choi completely ignores her and announces, "You shall never invite him in my house. If you wish to be with him, you're welcome to leave anytime."
Mrs. Choi stares dumbfounded at her husband's retreating figure.
You reach for her, "I'm sorry-"
She holds up her hand, "I need a moment." You watch her take her leave. The remaining silence becomes overwhelming for you to bear.
So this is how it'll end.
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After what felt like an eon of silence and tension and anger in the car, you and Seungcheol reach home. He is quiet as you both enter the penthouse and take off your shoes.
You watch him warily. Knowing very well he won't speak, you break the awful silence, "Are you... really gonna give up the company?"
Seungcheol turns to meet your eyes. His voice is awfully calm, "Yes."
You swallow. If he's going to give up the company...that means he won't need you anymore. That means he's gonna divorce you and this is the end of you and him. It's over.
It's over before it started.
Still you dare to ask.
"What about us?" Your voice sounds strained and small.
He his expressionless, "I'll prepare the divorce papers as soon as I can."
The words you hear are exactly what you expected but still it manages to rip your heart out and shatter it into a million pieces. You suddenly feel too tired, too emotional. You feel like you'll drop onto your knees and start crying right here.
"I'll prepare for bed," you croak out and quietly step into the bedroom.
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The dreadful morning comes in the blink of an eye and when you step into the dining, Seungcheol is seated in the breakfast stool, typing away on his computer.
"Hey." You murmur.
"Hi," he replies, not bothering to look up at you. You sit there, fiddling with your hands for a while and just as you're about to open your mouth, his eyes meet yours.
"The divorce papers will be ready in a couple of days. You're finally free from all these drama," he waves his hand chuckling.
You just watch him with a heavy heart. You're feeling so much right now but you can't put them into words.
"I've got you a nice place for your shop. Also...take this," he reaches into his pocket and pushes an envelope towards you. "I've written a check for you. Use this to decorate your shop. And if you need more don't hesitate to call me." He smiles at you.
"No!" You blurt out. He frowns.
"I-I... don't want your money or anything. I'll manage it myself so please don't bother." You meet him in the eye.
"___, a deal is a deal. Did you forget?" He snaps.
"Yes but...but I failed you. You won't be having the company so I can't accept all this," you're adamant.
"I chose to give up. It was my decision and it has nothing to do with you. You deserve what you signed up for." His voice is strict as he scowls at you.
"I can't!" Your voice breaks. "I... can't accept your money Seungcheol, please."
No, you can't, not after falling in love with him. It feels like you've used him. No- you won't accept his money. It feels so wrong. You'll start all over again, no matter how hard it is but you can't get all these privileges from him.
"Why are you being so difficult!" He yells, standing up. "Are you trying to play hard? You don't have to! This was our deal!"
"It's because I'm in love with you!" you're yelling.
Oh shit. You just-
Oh dear fucking lord.
Seungcheol looks confused for a bit before his eyes go wide as he stares at you, bewildered. You're equally dumbfounded, not believing that you actually said those words out loud.
What have you done? Fuck.
Seungcheol opens his mouth but you spare him, holding your hand up, "Just... don't. Leave me alone." You choke out before making a beeline for the front door. You can't face him after this, no, so you can only escape.
Where do you go now?
Jane, yes.
-
You're staring at the wine glass in your hand in complete silence. Jane is surprisingly mute, probably still shook after listening to what you did.
Outside night has fallen and you wonder if Seungcheol is looking for you. You've turned off your phone, unwilling to pick his calls.
"What are you gonna do now?" Jane asks quietly.
"I've no idea," you whine, putting your face in your hands. "I've my clothes and stuffs at his place. I've to go get them sometime. Or maybe I can just message him to send those over."
"___, you're still married okay? You've to meet him sooner or later. Also what about his mom?"
Shit.
"No, no no. What am I gonna say to her?" You howl. "I'm fucked!"
"Undoubtedly," Jane mutters dryly, finishing her glass. You follow in suit, chugging down the drink.
Lord help me.
The doorbell rings and your first thought is Seungcheol is here. Jane gets up to answer it and appears a moment later, frowning, "Someone is asking for you."
Who?
You go to see Seungcheol's chauffeur standing at the door.
"How did Seungcheol even find- never mind," you hold up your hands. "I'm not going," you say to the man.
"Ma'am, Mr. Choi has strictly ordered me to bring you home. If you resist, he himself will be here to pick you up."
"One second," Jane interrupts and closes the door before turning to face you, "I think you should go. What's done is done, you can't change it. You can only end it smoothly now. Be confident, there's no place to hide now, girl. The more you run the worse it'll get."
Fuck. She's right. This isn't about only about you. You've a ton of people to apologize to and say goodbye. First you've to go through him, Choi Seungcheol.
The man you love.
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Seungcheol is still in his office outfit you quietly step into the penthouse, embarrassed to your core.
He turns around and gives you a soft smile- unexpectedly. His eyes are oddly compassionate and you don't know what to make of it. So you just stand there, in the middle of his huge living room, feeling more intimated than ever, unable to lock eyes with him.
"Come here," his voice is soft as he takes a seat on the couch. You pad over to him and sit down, holding your breath.
He surprises you when he reaches for your hand and kisses your knuckles softly. "Why did you run?" He asks, his voice so gentle as if he's talking to a scared child.
You've trouble finding your voice, "I...I was embarrassed."
"You shouldn't be," he rubs your hands.
"W-what do you m-mean?" You choke. You're feeling so emotional; maybe because of the alcohol or maybe because of him being so sweet and gentle with you.
Seungcheol sighs, looking down at the ground, "You know...I've always wanted to be alone and I... thought I was happy until you came along. The deal we made was purely for selfish reasons, yes, but as I started being around you, I felt- feel...full. I feel like I'm complete, like I'm not alone. I feel happy whenever I think of you. I feel happy when I see your face, when I fall asleep next to you. And... thinking of a time without you...makes me unbearably sad. So when you say you're in love, you're not the only one."
You're at a loss of words. Does he mean-
"You- you're in love with me?" You squeak out, breathless.
He smiles before nodding, "Yes, I am."
"Wha- I...why- why didn't you-"
"I thought you were not interested in me. I thought you'd feel uncomfortable if I told you that," he chuckles softly, his eyes shining.
You stare at him mutely. You're overwhelmed. You don't know what to say, what to do. You don't even know if this is real. He really loves you? Choi Seungcheol?
"Hey," he calls, tilting your chin up. "Don't cry. I've hurt you so much already-"
"No!" You yell, wrapping your arms tightly around him. "No...I've never been happier. You make me happy, always." Seungcheol holds you tight, wrapping his arms around your waist.
"You make me happy too. So much," he whispers.
You pull slightly and ask, "Does this mean...you won't be divorcing me?"
"Heck no, woman. You're stuck with me for the rest of your life," He growls kissing you hard once more. "But you're accepting the place I bought for you. And the money, I'm gonna transfer it to your-"
"No- Seungcheol, not the-" you're cut off as he pushes your back on the sofa and starts unbuttoning you top. "You say another word and I'll gag you," his eyes are dark as he makes a quick work of your top before discarding it somewhere on the floor.
"Seungcheol! Stop!" You squeal.
He gently nips your earlobe, "Just keep quiet, sweetheart. I'm gonna fuck you into tomorrow," he promises, sending a delicious shiver down your spine before carrying you to the bedroom.
A LONG TIME AFTER THAT
Seungcheol nuzzles your neck, pressing soft kisses as he stirrs awake. "Don't go," he tries to stop you from getting up, his voice hoarse.
"Mmm but I've to open the shop," you mumble, trying to free yourself from his hold. "You have work too, Cheol."
"Mmm, no, stay. Call Chan and tell him to open the shop today."
"But-" he pulls you tight under the covers, wrapping his arms and legs around you.
You're so not getting out of bed.
"Cheol~" you whine as he presses soft kisses on your neck and shoulders. He leans on his elbows slightly and then says out of the blue, "I saw your test in the bathroom."
Fuck.
"Oh my God!" You sit up horrified. "I swear I found out yesterday! I was gonna surprise you!"
"Hush, it's okay," he chuckles, kissing you chastely on the lips. "Fuck, we're gonna be parents. I can't believe it."
Your cheeks flame, "Yeah, it's... amazing." Seungcheol grins at you flashing his dimples, "You're perfect you know?" He strokes your cheek.
"Stop being all sappy," you huff, crossing your arms. "You ruined my surprise."
Seungcheol pulls you closer by the waist murmuring, "Next time hide the test well and you can surprise me."
"Hmm...how many kids do you want?" You peer up at him.
"Five at least."
"Five! Are you crazy?"
"Mmm...3 then."
"Okay, daddy, one step at a time." You roll your eyes. Seungcheol laughs loudly before pulling you to lie with him. "Why don't we start practicing now?"
"Cheol-" he shushes you with a kiss. "I love you, sweetheart."
"I love you too, Seungcheol."
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rocketink · 3 years
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Omg I applied for caratwritersclub! I’m so nervous kshsk
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rocketink · 3 years
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One of my main goals this 2021 is to focus on this blog and do all the projects I can in here!! I’m so happy I started it☺️
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Carat Revival Challenge : Week 13 Favorite Moment from 2020 Heng:garæ & Semicolon albums (my top 3 songs)
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SUMMER SNOW
In which you confess to your summer crush on a hot july night that you’ve never seen the snow.
pairing: mingyu x reader
Words: 1.5+K
Genre: fluffy + friends to lovers
Warnings: none I think. English is not my first language so apologies!! I needed to cuddle and this was the result get me a boyfriend so I can stop writing about my fantasies, please
A/N: Uploading this bc I can’t stand this blog being inactive and I’m planning more things so I need to let this fic go already haha
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Whenever people fought over "what is better? Summer vs. Winter edition" you always said summer. Summer to you was special because it meant much more than hot weather for 3 months, beaches, and pools. To you, it meant a getaway. Summer was when you left the polluted air from the gray town you usually live in to go to your grandmother's town, lost somewhere in South Korea but also next to the coast. It meant three months of partying with friends you only see in summer, with those cousins that live far away that visit your grandmother too, and also Mingyu.
Kim Mingyu was always there. Despite looking like he could buy the entire town and spend his holidays at a luxury hotel in New York at the same time. Mingyu is just as poor as the rest of us, mortals, but the way he carefully chooses his clothes, the way he keeps his hair swept back, and, of course, his breathtaking smile makes him look like a young millionaire. He laughs every time you tell him that. Mingyu has been your summer friend ever since you were kids. When summer finally arrives you know it's time to spend all three months with the person you cherish the most and do all sorts of things together, and of course your favorite plan:
"Shall we go stargazing?" He usually asks, two blankets under his right arm and one basket in his left hand.
"Oh, yes, please." You always say.
Stargazing is supposed to be a soft, entertaining activity to do with your friends, right? But how can you do anything soft and cute with Mingyu without risking selling your heart to the most perfect person you've ever met? You don't know the answer to that because your heart has belonged to Mingyu for a while now. It began as a small crush, something you were sure would fade when you go back to your hometown. When you were about to get rid of your feelings, summer came again, and his presence woke up the butterflies within you. At some point, you stopped pretending you had no feeling for the silly boy just because you weren't seeing him during the year.
However, last year’s third day of September made a difference between you two.
It happened while stargazing.
"Don't you think stargazing is not as fun as when we were kids?" He asked.
"It is a bit different now, I guess. Two twenty-two years old do different things. I still enjoy spending time like this with you though." You answered truthfully, and almost fainted at the last part.
Just why did you say that?
"I enjoy it too. You are the only reason why I spend summers here."
"Are you saying that you like me more than Seoul?" You joked.
"Could be, or maybe is because Seoul is beautiful in winter but unbearable in summer, so I just settle for you." You made a face and he laughed. "It's because of the snow, Seoul looks like a romance film in winter."
"It snows there?" You felt your eyes sparkling. "Woah I've never seen the snow in real life."
"Really? Well it's fun at first, but don't get so excited you get used to it after a while and it's not as amazing."
"I just want to make a snowball and throw it to your face, I'll be satisfied just with that." He pretended to be offended and tried to tickle you in revenge, but somehow he ended on top of you and his face approached yours dangerously. You thought you were going to faint.
"Then let's make a deal."
"Surprise me."
"You give me something I really want this summer and next summer I'll bring a jar with some snow on the inside, okay?"
"What type of deal is that?" You would have laughed at his face if he had stopped approaching, but your faces were just a few centimeters apart. "Mingyu, it will melt."
"We can try."
"I'm getting nothing out of this deal, I won't have snow next year."
"How many excuses should I make up just to kiss you?"
"None Mingyu, just go for it" And just like that, his lips covered yours and you melted in a soft kiss.
That was the best night you'd had for a very long time, but you barely enjoyed it because the next day Mingyu was gone and the last thing you knew about him was a message he left to your grandmother: to tell you he suddenly had to leave to Seoul because of some family issues.
22 years of knowing the boy and still you never got his phone number.
The only thing you know is that September is not September without Mingyu.
"Are you still thinking of the summer guy?" Your mother asked you in December. You simply nodded. She didn't know Mingyu but she did know what your grandmother tells her about him, and the last thing your grandmother knew about Mingyu is that deep inside he didn't want to leave so suddenly and without warning you himself. He looked regretful and heartbroken.
This time, it was harder to forget about Mingyu, but you are not sure if you tried enough. You actually thought about him more. You aren't sure if he regrets the kiss or if he wants you or even if he just did it for the thrill of the moment (even if Mingyu is not like this, he wouldn't cross that line, risking to lose a friend). You just want to talk and end your suffering. But when June came once again, you are not sure if you are ready.
You see each other again on the first night of July, later than expected. At this point, you thought that Mingyu wasn't going to spend his summer in town and you kept a sad face for an entire month. He took you by surprise, you were stargazing on your own at your usual spot on top of your grandmother's house.
"Hi y/n." You almost choke on your spit.
"Mingyu?"
"Before you say anything, I've brought you a little something, and you have to see it right now."
"Uhm, okay?" He wastes no time and opens his basket. He pulls a small jar filled to the top with something white.
He gives it to you, and the first thing you notice is that it is icy.
"Open it." He encourages you.
It feels weird, and it melts right when you touch it.
"You've brought me snow?" You can barely find your voice.
"Well, I tried. Do you know how hard it was to keep it as snow and not water or ice? My parents were so worried that his son had lost his mind. Now, make that snowball and throw it to my face." He sounds more amused than he should.
You try, but every second that passes it becomes more watery and you are not sure if you can even grab it. You throw what you manage to keep in your hand to him, and he laughs and hisses at the sudden cold contact.
"It's very nice for the summer to be honest." He laughs.
"Our deal is done now, is it?" You don't even know why you bring it back, memories from that night come to your mind and you wonder even if it was real.
"I'm sorry I left so suddenly."
"Oh no, that's fine, is everyone okay?" You ask, concerned.
"Yes, everyone is fine now. Our house wasn't, we almost got robbed that day, but everything is fine now" You sigh in relief and he smiles softly.
Kim Mingyu if you don't stop right now... You think to yourself.
"I actually was wondering something."
"Okay then, surprise me once again." You want to stop making references to that night but you just can't.
He seems to catch the reference and smiles widely. He grabs a little piece of paper from his front right pocket and gives it to you, still with his signature puppy smile on his face.
It says 'Mingyu's mobile phone, for future inconveniences’
"I realized this winter that I don't want to spend another nine months without hearing from you. It was thrilling at first but it's not anymore. Call me anytime you want, actually just call me, please." His cheeks are tinted with a light shade of red and you feel yours burning.
"And I was also wondering if you'd like to visit me for Christmas in Seoul? You can stay at my house if you want to and we could spend more time together. Summer is not enough for me." Your heartbeat accelerates and you feel yourself nodding without thinking. "Great! I have so many things I'd like to show you. I want to take a walk with you in Seoul if it snows, and we can make snowmen and you can properly throw me snowballs if you feel like it. We can skate on thin ice and get hot chocolate and eat sweets and..."
He stops suddenly and you can tell he feels embarrassed.
"I guess I just want to do all the romantic things couples do at Christmas movies... I guess I just want to properly date you."
This time you are the one to initiate the kiss and all your worries of not being on the same page with Mingyu that you've had for almost ten months dissipate as he deepens the kiss and holds you tighter.
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rocketink · 3 years
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I don’t think anyone misses this blog jdsh but still I’m sorry for not uploading things in a while! I had woozi’s soulmate au almost done but I changed laptops and all my process is deleted now :( I still wanted to rewrite it tho,,, I hope to upload something soon!!
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