jihoon's puppy - ljh
title: jihoonâs puppy
pairing: lee jihoon x gn!reader (side kim mingyu x gn!reader)
genre: fluff, angst, college!au
warnings: asshole!jihoon, jealous!jihoon, mans is a whole tsundere in this, there is a scene where y/n and mingyu are about to get frisky in a closet and then they talk abt sex but there is nothing explicit at all
w.c.: 11.9k
summary: jihoon canât seem to shake the puppy dog who keeps following him around or the teasing he gets for it
a/n: first time posting a longer fic like this and its for jihoon ofc. i really like this fic actually so i hope you guys can love it just as much as i do
Jihoon has known you since high school and it seems like ever since you two graduated he hasnât been able to get rid of you. You ended up at the same college and in most of the same classes because you were both getting your Bachelor of Music. Jihoon was one of the only people you knew in your classes and you would follow him around like a lost puppy as he was the only familiar face you knew. Now two years later it seems you havenât broken that habit.
âWhereâs your dog Jihoon?â Wonwoo snickers as Jihoon sits down at their lunch table.
âShut up, theyâre not my dog,â Jihoon grumbles.
You have a class right now. Jihoon only knows this because on Tuesday and Thursdays, as you guys walk out of your Intro to Music Business class, you say âIâm off to my Instrumental Conducting class Hoon-ah, see you later!â and then leave in the opposite direction that Jihoon goes.
âI prefer cats,â Jun says matter of factly, proving heâs not paying much attention to the conversation.
âWhen are you going to tell them to leave you alone?â Wonwoo ignores Jun.
âI HAVE! They canât take the hint!â
âHey! Be nice to Y/N. Theyâve done nothing wrong,â Soonyoung comes to your defense. âYou donât deserve them, Hoonie.â
âIf you want them, take them, Iâll gladly hand them off to you,â Jihoon retorts.
âWho are we talking about?â Seungcheol asks as he, Joshua, and Jeonghan pull up chairs.
âY/N-hubae,â Jun answers. Maybe he is paying attention.
âThe one who follows around Jihoon?â Joshua questions. âWhy? Are they giving you trouble?â
âTheyâre always giving me trouble,â Jihoon groans. âTheyâre annoying. I canât get them to leave me alone, itâs been like this since freshman year.â
âSee if I had someone waiting on me hand and foot Iâd take advantage of that,â Jeonghan smirks. âYou just have to be an opportunist Jihoonie.â
âYou say that now but you havenât actually had to deal with them. Now can we please talk about something thatâs not them.â
âJihoon!â You jog a bit to meet up to the boy. âClass today was very interesting, but Iâm sure you donât want to hear me rambling about it. How was lunch?â
âIt was just lunch.â
âAh, I suppose so. Well, are you ready for the quiz today?â You guys are walking towards your shared Music Theory II class together.
âYes.â
âThatâs good! I think Iâm ready but not completely sure. I understood all of the concepts in class, Iâm just afraid Iâm going to mess up when put under pressure,â you explain.
Jihoon wishes you would shut up and leave him alone. Itâs like this everyday. You talk his ear off and he canât get a moment of peace until heâs back at his dorm. Jihoon doesnât understand why youâre so obsessed with him. There are plenty of other people you could cling onto, so how did Jihoon get so unlucky to be the object of your affections.
You speed up your walking a bit so you can open the building door for Jihoon, and then do the same for the classroom door. He doesnât thank you.
Just like always Jihoon sits down in his seat and you take the one next to him. You wish him luck before the quiz and afterward you tell him how you think it went well and how you hope it went well for him as well. Throughout the lecture portion of the class you make small comments to him that Jihoon either ignores or only makes small grunts towards.
When class gets out you happily take Jihoonâs bag from him. Your dorm is the building next to his and you donât mind carrying his bag as you accompany him back to the dorms. You hum to yourself as you guys walk and every once in a while youâll stop to point something out to him.
âHave a goodnight Jihoon!â You call to him as you walk towards your building. His bag is slung over his shoulder now and he doesnât look back as he walks into the dorm.
âHave you been getting enough sleep Hoon-ah?â You ask him as he trudges into class. Your head is cocked to the side slightly and your eyes are a little too wide and questioning for eight in the morning. Concern laces your voice and Jihoon only grunts at you.
âWhatâs it to you?â
âI want to make sure youâre taking care of yourself! Here,â you dig around in your bag before pulling out a protein bar and a bottle of water, âyou need to keep your energy up. Get more sleep too. Sometimes it gets to a point where your work wonât be any good if youâre exhausting yourself. Itâs also good to take a step back and come back to it if you get stuck.â
Jihoon doesnât know how you do it. How you always read him so well and know what heâs up to. Nobody else knows that heâs been losing sleep over trying to perfect one single song for the past couple of nights, but here you are, telling him to take a break and come back to it later.
Jihoon glares down at the items youâre offering him. He doesnât want to take them, he doesnât want to give in to you, but he didnât eat breakfast this morning and the only thing heâs drank for the past forty-eight hours has been coffee and energy drinks.
Reluctantly he picks up the protein bar and the water and a wide grin spreads across your face. Content, you sit back in your chair and start to get ready for class.
The protein bar flavor is his favorite and it makes Jihoon frown even more. He canât tell if you meant to do that or not. It doesnât matter, if it was coincidence or if it was on purpose, it would still annoy Jihoon.
It would annoy Jihoon the way your whole attitude annoys him. He barely was able to wake up and roll out of bed to get to class, but here you are, drumming your fingers against the table as you hum along to whatever song is playing in your earbud (playing in your right ear, because Jihoon sits on your left side). Your eyes are bright and youâre scribbling down the title of the notes the professor already has pulled up on the screen.
An hour and a half passes by and Jihoon has no clue what happened in class. Heâs blinking sleep out of his eyes as youâre packing up your items. He stares down at his work space to see the protein bar wrapper and a half drank bottle of water. Soon a notebook is added as you slide yours over.
âI thought Iâd let you sleep, it looks like you needed it. Donât worry, Professor Chu didnât see. Here are todayâs notes. Letâs go to the library yeah? You can copy down my notes and we can study for the upcoming test as well.â
Jihoon doesnât need your help, and he doesnât want your company, but he still follows along with you to the library so he can copy down your notes. Heâs being an opportunist, like Jeonghan told him to be.
Youâre not stupid, youâre actually a great student, but concepts donât stick in your brain as well as they do in Jihoonâs. Jihoon is effortlessly smart, the type of person who can do his work in one go and not worry about it and doesnât have to study just to pass. So as you guys study you have to keep asking Jihoon questions about the content. He gives you short answers but you still thank him every time, looking genuinely grateful.
Jihoon is more awake for your guysâ next class. He takes notes this time and when he glances over at you he can see the way your brow furrows and your lips twist into a pout. When you guys are given work time he slides his own notebook over to you.
âThis doesnât mean anything,â he tells you. âItâs only because you gave me your notes earlier.â Jihoon isnât going to let someone fail just because he finds them annoying.
âThank you so much Jihoon!â You quickly look over his notes. Theyâre messier than yours but somehow more comprehensible than whatever is on your paper.
By the time class ends you understand a lot better and you have an unwavering smile spread across your face. You walk with Jihoon as he makes his way to the dining hall. He finds his friends at a table and makes a beeline towards them.
âI see your puppy is following you today,â Wonwoo comments as he looks up at Jihoon above his glasses.
âDo you even shut up Wonwoo?â Jihoon drops into his chair and drags his hands over his face. âIâm too tired to deal with your shit today.â
âAh poor baby? Maybe your puppy will make it feel better.â The condescending tone drips out of Wonwooâs mouth.
Jihoon is about to get up and hit the elder when all of a sudden a tray of his favorite foods is placed in front of him. âSee you next class Hoon-ah!â You smile down at him before you make your way to another table.
You never sit with him at lunch, unless itâs on Fridays. You claim itâs because you donât want to disturb his time with his friends or something like that. Jihoon just knows that heâs able to enjoy some time away from you. On Mondays and Wednesdays when you donât have class you sit with your own group of friends at lunch. Jihoon doesnât know much about them other than theyâre underclassmen. Jihoon doesnât get why you donât follow them around but then again when has he ever tried to understand you.
âHey do any of you know anything about the guys Y/N eat lunch with?â Itâs Jeonghan who asks the table. It seems like itâs not just Jihoon who has his eyes on you.
âThe big one is Kim Mingyu,â Wonwoo responds. Jihoon wonders how he knows more about you than he does. âThe skinny one with the long nose is Lee Seokmin.â
âOh I know Minghao and Chan! They dance with me and Junnie!â Soonyoung says excitedly.
âThe other two are Boo Seungkwan and Choi Hansol. I have a class with them,â Jun tells the table. âThe Boo guy is loud.â
âHey, why do you even wanna know hyung? Trying to steal Jihoonâs dog?â Wonwoo has a shit-eating grin on his face. Jihoon kicks him under the table.
âNah, just wondering if everyone else at the table is as much of a simp as Y/N is. Iâm looking for a dog myself.â Jihoon kicks Jeonghan as well.Â
You and Jihoon are at a music event together.
Itâs an assignment for your Modern Music class to go to some kind of live music event and when you found a venue that was holding a setlist of up and coming musicians you invited Jihoon to go with you. The only reason he agreed was because he needed to get the assignment done and every other event he looked at was too expensive or too far away. He truly doesnât know how you somehow found this one. The bands arenât bad either, which is a plus.
âSo what do you think?â You ask him as the stage is being set up for the next group. The venue is busy but not packed. Just enough people to call it successful but not too much that itâs overwhelming.
âItâs good. I liked the third band the best.â
âOh the ones with the cool keyboard solo in the middle! Me too, I like when instruments get to shine as well as the vocals.â The sparkle is back in your eye but this itâs not aimed towards Jihoon, but rather towards talking about your interests. Heâs seen you like this before, when you get going about an anime youâve recently watched or when youâve tried a new food you particularly liked.
âHere. You should hydrate.â Jihoon shoves a water bottle into your hands. He tells himself it's so he can get you to shut up.
âAh, thank you Hoon-ah!â You take the water and pop the cap, downing three-fourths of the bottle in one go. âOh look, itâs the next band!â
Once the setlist is finished and things seem to be winding down at the venue you somehow convince Jihoon to get dinner with you. You two slide into a booth at a hole in the wall pizza place and you two order before you let out a small yawn.
âTonight was nice, but now Iâm tired.â Youâre hot and sweaty and tired and a little overstimulated from the venue but youâre hungry and the pizzeria is air conditioned so youâre not going to miss this chance to hang out with Jihoon.
âIt was nice. Itâs nice to go and listen to music live,â Jihoon says. âThank you for inviting me. I liked listening to the smaller artists, itâs good to get out and support them.â
Your head is resting against the wall of the building but you perk up when you hear the compliment from Jihoon. Youâre about to respond but your pizza is being brought to the table and your mind forgets to respond in turn to scarf down your dinner.
Youâre able to finish a whole pizza together but your night doesnât seem to be over because as you sit back in your chair Jihoon is talking. âLet's go get drinks.â
âWhat?â
âThereâs a bar around the corner. I want to get a drink. Are you coming with?â You guys have a class tomorrow but it doesnât start until noon. Youâve never heard Jihoon ask you to hang out so this surprises you.
âY-yeah! Just let me pay.â You dig around in your pocket to grab your wallet. You find the money but Jihoon is frowning at you.
âWait, let me split the cost.â
âOh itâs no big deal!â You wave him off as you set your card down for the waiter to come get. âI want to, okay? You deserve to be treated to something nice every once and a while, even if it is just pizza.â You wink at him.
Jihoon wants to protest more but he knows youâll just be stubborn about it. Itâs exactly like what Jeonghan keeps going on about, how youâll do anything for Jihoon. Itâs annoying and there has to be something better to spend your time and money and efforts on.Â
You two walk down the street to the bar and when you walk in itâs unbusy as it is Thursday night. You take a seat at the bar and Jihoon orders a cojinganmek. You donât drink much but you order a beer for you to nurse throughout the night.
Idle conversation passes between you two as Jihoon continues to drink more and more. Drunk Jihoon is a lot looser than Sober Jihoon. He laughs at your drinks more, is more receptive to your touch, and is more attentive to what you are saying. His eyes bore into you admiringly as you talk about the latest antics of your roommates.
When Jihoon is finished with his second glass and is thoroughly wasted you decide itâs time to bring him home. You pay the bill and then help Jihoon stand. Heâs a bit wobbly so you support his weight with an arm around his waist and his own arm thrown around your shoulder.
You order a Lyft which says it will take ten minutes to get to you. You and Jihoon sit on the curb by the bar and Jihoon slumps his body into yours.
âItâs cold,â Jihoon slurs out.
âHere.â You tug your hoodie off your body and help him struggle into it. His eyes close softly at the warmth and he leans back into you.
âYouâre too nice to me Y/Nnie,â Jihoon mumbles.Â
âMmm is that a bad thing? Everyone needs kindness in their life.â Your hand plays with his dark locks as he snuggles his face into your neck.
Jihoon doesnât respond and you think heâs falling asleep from the way his breathing steadies. When the Lyft pulls up you shake him awake and help him into the car. He lays his head down in your lap as you guys ride back to campus. You hum along to the radio and you rub Jihoonâs back until the Lyft is stopping and you have to help him out of the car.
âCome on Hoon-ah. You need to get to bed.â You dig around in his pockets until you find his ID card and his room key. Youâre able to wrestle him into the elevator and to his dorm room. You struggle with Jihoon dangling off you as you try to unlock the door. Luckily youâre able to open the door and then help Jihoon inside.
âJihoon! Youâre home!â Soonyoung comes bounding out of his room only to stop when he sees you. âOh, hi Y/N.â
âHey Soonyoung. Heâs a little drunk, which one is his room?â
âHere youâre probably tired. Let me bring him to bed. Thank you for bringing him home.â Soonyoung goes to grab Jihoon but Jihoon bats at his hand only to cling onto you tighter.
âNo! I want Y/Nnie. Get away from me.â
âShhh, itâs okay. Letâs get you to bed.â You shoot Soonyoung an apologetic look even though Soonyoung thinks he should be the one apologizing. Soonyoung just silently points to Jihoonâs room and you quietly thank him.
You help Jihoon lay down but heâs whining about his pants so you help him take his jeans off and he seems satisfied after that. Youâre about to leave but Jihoon is grabbing at you again.
âNo! Donât leave me!â His fingernail digs into your skin and leaves a small gash and you hiss but sit down again, Jihoonâs grip loosening as you do.
âI have to go home, jagiya.â You tell him as you start to pet his hair again. The pet name slips out, but Jihoon only melts at it.
âPlease. Just stay until I fall asleep?â He gives you big pleading eyes and you canât say no to him. âCan you hum for me? I like when you hum.â
You comply and start to hum softly. Content, Jihoon settles down into bed, his arms wrapped around your forearm. Soon heâs asleep and you gently pry your arm out of his grip and close his door lightly.
âIâm sorry about him.â Soonyoung greets you outside Jihoonâs door. âHe doesnât normally drink.â
âI can tell. Itâs okay, as long as heâs home safe.â
âYouâre bleeding.â Soonyoung grabs your arm. Thereâs a long scratch where Jihoonâs nail broke your skin. âLet me get you a bandaid.â
Soonyoung helps patch up your arm and you bid a goodnight before youâre off to your own dorm to finally go to sleep.
âUgh. Iâm so hungover,â Jihoon groans as he trudges into the kitchen. Soonyoung is sitting at the breakfast bar drinking a cup of coffee.
âAnd whoâs fault is that?â He quips.
âShut up.â
âIs that a new hoodie?â
âWhat?â Jihoon looks down to see the large white hoodie heâs wrapped up in. Thereâs small black print on the front and Jihoonâs face flushes when he recognizes the article of clothing. âUh yeah,â he lies. He canât tell Soonyoung that heâs wearing your hoodie.
Oh god, what embarrassing things did he say and do last night?
Jihoon canât focus on it too much though because he realizes heâs about to be late to class. He quickly throws on pants and a pair of shoes before heâs out the door. When he gets into the classroom the lecture hall is packed but thereâs an open seat next to you of course, your bag sitting on the chair to save him the seat.
Jihoon picks up your bag and sets it at your feet so he can sit down in the chair. You look up at him as he does and smile at him.
âHow are you feeling today Jihoon?â
âAwful.â
âHere.â Once again youâre handing him a water bottle, this time itâs accompanied by a bottle of painkillers. Jihoon gratefully takes the two items and pops two pills before downing the water.
When he hands back the bottle of pills he notices the bandaid on your arm, the skin around it a little red. âWhat happened to your arm?â
âYou uh, scratched me last night,â you admit sheepishly. âItâs okay though! It doesnât even hurt. Soonyoung just insisted on bandaging it because it was bleeding a little.â
Jihoon doesnât know what to say. Thereâs your never ending kindness again. Always willing to let Jihoon off the hook for things, giving him everything while he canât even spit out an apology. Class starts but Jihoon canât stop shooting glances over at you. Heâs lucky this class is just a seminar and he doesnât have to pay too close attention.
When class gets done you pick up your bag and Jihoonâs and start to walk to the dining hall. Jihoon trails behind you, but you donât mind. Jihoon is too focused on staring at you to keep up with your pace.
It isnât until someone is calling his name that he comes out of his stupor. He expects it to be you but instead itâs a girl from one of his classes last year. Whatâs her nameâŚSujin?
âJihoon! Hey. I havenât seen you around in a while, but Iâm glad Iâm able to catch you. This might be kind of out of left field since we havenât talked in a while but I was wondering...would you go out with me?â
The answer is no. Jihoon does not want to go out with Sujin. Heâs just about to say that when he feels a hand on his shoulder. âWhoâs this Hoon-ah?â Your voice is tense and curt in a way Jihoon has never heard before. Youâre taller than Sujin and you look down your nose at her. The normal glint in your eye is replaced with a raging fire.
Sujin must get the message because she cowers back a bit. âO-oh, hello. I wasnât- Iâm just gonna go. Forget what I said Jihoon. Bye.â With that she scutters off.
Then with just the blink of an eye youâre back to normal, smiling cheerfully at Jihoon while you tell him to hurry up to the dining hall. Jihoon isnât too sure what just happened, maybe some kind of possessive puppy thing that Wonwoo would make fun of him for. Jihoon isnât too sure but the small voice in the back of his head tells him he doesnât mind too much either.
Itâs Friday which means both your friends and his friends have conflicting schedules so you eat lunch together. You dump the bags at your guysâ usual table (a booth hidden in the corner of the cafeteria) before you go to get food. When you get back to the table Jihoon is already digging into his large heap of food.
âDo you want something to drink?â You ask him as you set down your plate, but donât sit.
âWater, please,â he responds but it comes out more like âwaarrr pweezeâ because his mouth is full. You go fill up two cups with ice water and bring them back to the table and set one in front of Jihoon before you sit down.
You two eat in relative silence until someone is calling your name. Jihoon looks behind him to see the tall guy you usually sit with heading towards the table. Your face lights up and you stand to greet the guy. You guys hug and Jihoon scowls at this a bit.
âI thought you had class today.â You sit back down and your friend sits down next to you, practically on your lap.
Whatâs his deal, give Y/N some space, Jihoon thinks. He continues to frown as he goes back to eating his food, his appetite a lot smaller than earlier. Jihoon struggles to think of this guyâs name. Ming-something.
âJihoon right?â The guy is now looking at Jihoon. âYouâre Y/Nâs high school friend.â
âUh, yeah.â Jihoon wouldnât exactly call you a friend but for the time being itâs easier to say yes.
âCool, Iâm Mingyu!â He holds out a large hand and Jihoon just stares at it. Mingyu gets the idea and awkwardly retracts his hand, but he doesnât seem too upset by it because soon his hand is fiddling with your own. Jihoon glares at this as well. You canât eat if heâs messing with your hands.
âIs something wrong Jihoon?â You ask him. Your head is tilted to the side again and it makes Jihoon think about how Wonwoo calls you his puppy. In moments like this he can see the resemblance.
âNo, Iâm fine,â Jihoon snaps. You recoil a bit at this, frowning, and Jihoon feels a twinge of guilt. It doesnât stick though, because the big oaf is back to bothering you.
âAre you coming to the party tomorrow Y/Nnie?â He asks you.
âWhat party?â
âThe one at Sigma Beta Tau.â
Jihoon knows what party Mingyu is talking about. SVT is the frat that Seungcheol is the president of. Fraternities arenât really something Jihoon is interested in but it makes Seungcheol happy so Jihoon canât complain. Not that Jihoon cares, but he listens for your answer. Just so he knows if he has to avoid you or not.
âI donât know GyuâŚâ
âPlease! Câmon Jihoon, tell Y/N to come.â
âDonât drag me into this,â Jihoon grumbles.
âWell are you going to be there Hoon-ah?â You ask him. Your eyes are wide and sweet and Jihoon wants to smack that look off your face.
Heâs about to spit out a itâs none of your business but your stupid puppy dog eyes are just too persuasive. âYeah. You should uh, come too.â
âOh, okay. Iâll think about it.â You shoot him a smile thatâs too bright for Jihoonâs liking. With the conversation out of the way you smack Mingyuâs hands away so you can eat and Jihoon smirks a bit at that.
The smirk is wiped off his face when Mingyu decides to talk again. âHey, is that Y/N hoodie?â
You and Jihoon both whip your heads to look at the sweatshirt on Jihoonâs body. Right, he left in such a hurry he never changed out of it.
âOh uh, you can have it back.â Jihoon goes to take off the hoodie but you stop him.
âNo, itâs okay. I have plenty of others. You look good in it as well.â You wink at him like you did last night and Jihoon feels his face get hot. Probably from the dining hall ovens.
Mingyu seems to notice Jihoonâs flush as well and glares at the older boy, Jihoon glares back. You donât notice the tension between the two and Jihoon can't tell if that's a good or bad thing.
The frat house is loud and hot. Itâs overwhelming and you canât remember why you agreed to come. You weave in between bodies with a cup of soju mixed with some kind of fruit juice in your hand. Youâve barely taken a sip out of it and youâre just looking for a place where you can sit.
The upstairs front room is less busy than the downstairs living room and thereâs a few empty spaces on the couch. Also on the couch is one Lee Jihoon. Right, thatâs why you agreed to come.
You happily bounce over to the couch, a new vigor inside you now that youâve laid your sight on the boy. You take the seat next to him and right away he turns to address you.
âYou came.â
âYeah! Kind of regretting it though,â you chuckle a bit.Â
âAre you not having fun?â Genuine concern laces Jihoonâs voice.
âParties just arenât my thing. I get too overstimulated,â you explain as you fiddle with the rim of your cup. âNothing against Seungcheol at all, itâs all parties in general.â
âWell come on.â Jihoon is standing and offering his hand out to you. You stall for a moment but then grab onto his outreached limb, letting him pull you away from the party. He tugs you upstairs into the restricted area.
âCan we be here?â You ask in a low voice, afraid to get caught. Jihoon laughs a bit at you.
âYeah, Seungcheol lets me up here during parties, not worries.â Jihoon opens a door and pulls you inside. Right away you can tell the room belongs to the frat president himself. The room just screams CHOI SEUNGCHEOL.
Once inside you notice how quieter it is. You automatically feel a lot more at peace. Jihoon gestures for you to join him on the bed and reluctantly you climb on.
âWhat movie do you want to watch?â Jihoon asks as he turns on the TV and pulls up Netflix. You two settle on a random animated kids movie thatâs saved in Seungcheolâs âMy Listâ for whatever reason.
You remember youâre still holding your cup and you try to take a drink only to recoil back again. âEugh.â
âSwitch me.â Jihoon holds out his own cup. âItâs just Cola I promise.â
You give him your cup and take his, taking a drink and humming pleased at the taste of the sweet, bubbly soda. You look over at Jihoon whoâs drinking out of the cup with alcohol and when he brings the cup away from his lips you nudge your shoulder into his. âDonât get drunk on me again.â
Jihoon flushes at this and you pretend not to notice to save him from the embarrassment. âI promise I donât usually drink, especially not like that.â
âDonât worry Hoon-ah, I believe you.â
A comfortable silence falls between you guys as you focus on the movie. Without meaning to your eyelids start to droop and soon you fall into a slumber.
Jihoon doesnât realize youâve fallen asleep until it gets a little too quiet. He looks over to see your eyes closed, your mouth open just a bit as your chest rises and falls. Jihoon knows he shouldnât stare but he canât help it. You look so sweet and peaceful when youâre sleeping. Your features are soft and your normal demanding presence is replaced with one of being small and calm.
You stir a bit and Jihoon is afraid youâve caught him staring but instead you just shift. Your head falls onto Jihoonâs shoulder and your arms move to wrap around his torso. Jihoon tenses up, but then slowly unstiffens at the way you nuzzle into him. God you really are just a puppy arenât you.
Jihoon wraps his arms around you and pulls you into his side even more. This doesnât mean he likes you, itâs just only fair that you get a good sleep after you let him sleep in class the other day. If Jihoonâs heart flutters at the way you cling onto his shirt, well he pretends he doesnât notice it.
Jihoon is starting to doze off himself when the door to Seungcheolâs room opens and the tenant of the room walks in.
âEw are you having sex in my bed?â Seungcheol shouts as he only saw two bodies on his bed before he squeezed his eyes shut.
âNo!â Jihoon hisses. âBe quiet, theyâre sleeping.â Your body has compacted itself even more so your knees are drawn to your chest as you hug Jihoon tightly.
Seungcheol slowly removes his hand from his eyes to look at his best friend sitting on his bed, his puppy curled up on his side. Seungcheolâs face softens at the sight before it turns into confusion. âWait, I thought you didnât like them.â
âI donât,â Jihoon insists without giving any more explanation, leaving Seungcheol even more confused.
âWell can you get out of my room?â
Jihoon sighs. He really hates to wake you up. He starts off by removing your arms from his body. When heâs standing and fully stretched out he shakes you gently. You stir a bit and your face scrunches up before your eyes blink a bit open. You rub at your eyes and squint up at Jihoon and in a moment of weakness he finds you adorable. It only takes him a second to come to his senses though.
âWeâre being kicked out. Câmon.â Jihoon helps you crawl off the bed. He supports your weight as you guys walk downstairs and to the front porch of the frat building. Youâre still half asleep on your feet but you still have to get home. He then turns his back to you and squats down a bit. âHop on.â
You donât question it and clamber onto his back. Jihoon is surprisingly strong and is able to carry you across campus without a hassle. Heâs about to bring you to your dorm before he realizes he doesnât know what floor or room you live in. Heâs not going to leave you alone though so thereâs only one more option.
Youâre fully asleep on Jihoonâs back by the time he gets into his dorm. He can feel your warm breath against his neck as he moves into his room. He lets you down onto the bed and pulls the covers onto you but as he goes to leave you grab his arm. Jihoon feels a wave of deja vu but he canât dwell on it because youâre tugging on his arm.
âCan Jihoonie stay?â Your voice is quiet and shy and a bit slurred from sleep. Jihoonâs heart thumps in his chest. Youâve never called him Jihoonie before, itâs always either Jihoon or Hoon-ah. Normally he hates it when people call him the silly nickname, but he canât help but like the way it sounds coming from your lips.
âI shouldnât,â Jihoon tells you, despite wanting to crawl right into bed with you, stealing your body warmth for himself.
âOkay,â you mumble sadly. Jihoon is a bit surprised (disappointed) you give up so easily. Your hand doesnât let go of Jihoon though. You tug a bit harder and Jihoon is bending down to meet your demands. âThanks for taking care of me jagiya.â You try to press a kiss onto his cheek but youâre still a bit disoriented and it lands on the corner of his mouth instead and butterflies erupt in Jihoonâs stomach.
Jihoon doesnât sleep. He lays on the couch the whole night, staring up at the dark ceiling. He doesnât know what to do. How to feel.
How is it possible that youâve wormed your way into his heart? When did he stop being annoyed by your presence and started to enjoy it?
Jihoon knows he doesnât deserve you. Heâs been nothing but rude to you, but you stay loyal. Youâre so sickeningly sweet and Jihoon is more bitter than the black coffee he loves to drink. Every chance heâs given Jihoon is rude to you. He isnât allowed to feel this way about you, it's not fair.
Heâs still beating himself up when he hears the cry coming from his room. Heâs up in an instant and at the door. His hand stutters as he goes to reach for the handle but he persists through when he hears you cry out again.
Jihoonâs heart breaks when he sees you. Tear tracks stain your face and your body is shaking as you cling onto the covers. Youâve never looked so meek in your life. Jihoon is at your side instantly as he reaches out to grab your arm with one hair and to pet your hair with the other.
âY/N. Y/N, baby, wake up.â It barely registers in his mind that he called you baby, too focused on stopping your nightmare. You wake up after a couple more seconds. Tears are still coming down your face and you sniffle a bit as you look up at Jihoon.
âH-hoonie?â
âHey baby, itâs okay. Youâre safe now.â Jihoon pushes you over a bit so he can crawl into bed next to you. He wraps you up in his arms and you promptly bury your face into his neck. Your breath is still shaky and your hands grip onto him tightly but Jihoon doesnât mind, he just rubs your back soothingly.
It doesnât take long for you to fall back asleep, your face more peaceful this time now that youâre in Jihoonâs protective arms. He knows he shouldnât be holding you like this, he shouldnât be here laying in bed with you, but tonight, he can be selfish.
When he wakes up his bed is cold and empty and Jihoon canât help but feel a bit disappointed. It takes him a moment to fully wake up and roll out of bed. Without thinking he throws your hoodie on and shuffles into the kitchen.
Once in the kitchen he sees the small blue sticky note on the counter. Scrawled in your handwriting is Good morning Jihoon! I had to run but I made you breakfast (it's in the microwave), text me if you need anything else! - Y/N âĄ
There you go again, taking care of Jihoon. For the first time ever Jihoon feels guilty for taking advantage of your kindness. You had a rough night and youâre still the one waking up and making Jihoon breakfast. He moves over to the microwave and opens it to see a bowl of breakfast fried rice with two big slices of ham on top.
Jihoon is just digging into his breakfast when the door opens and Soonyoung stumbles in.
âWhatâs your problem?â Jihoon grunts.
âHungover,â Soonyoung mutters before he goes digging through the cupboards for painkillers. âSpent the night at Wonwooâs.â He downs his water and the pills before sitting down at the counter. The sticky note catches his eyes and he looks at it. âY/N was over last night?â
âUh yeah, after the party.â
âOh good you and Y/Nnie are getting along now!â
Jihoon sputters over his words, not quite sure what he should say. âWe, I-, itâs not like that.â
âLike what?â Soonyoung reaches over and steals the last bit of ham in Jihoonâs bowl. Jihoon is too focused on trying to figure out what heâs saying to yell at his roommate.
âIt didnât mean anything. I was just being nice.â
âThatâs still a step forward. Youâre never nice to Y/N.â Soonyoungâs words have Jihoonâs stomach rolling. Why is he never nice to you? When did he decide that your doting and kindness was annoying instead of sweet?
Thereâs nothing special to Jihoon or his relationship with you. You guys met in high school and ran in different circles but you would still regularly bump into each other with shared classes and school events and club activities. Jihoon never found you special, just another stranger he was forced to be around.
Back in high school you didnât bother Jihoon much. It wasnât until your freshman year of college that you decided to start following him around. It was then that Jihoon decided your constant presence was bothersome. Oh how wrong he was.
Jihoonâs eyes flit back down to your note. He opens his phone and searches for your number. Itâs buried in his contacts and when he clicks on your guysâ text conversation his heart clenches at the sight. Albeit there isnât much there, most likely because Jihoon has never responded to any of the messages youâve sent. The last one is from over nine months ago, you seemingly giving up on trying to text him.
His fingers itch to text you, to send you a message, but he stops himself. He shouldnât bother you when youâre out doing something. Itâs not fair to you for him to call on you when youâre busy, because he knows if he does, youâll come running to him. Just like a dog when their owner calls them to come.
The rest of the day Jihoon canât stop thinking about you. About your sparkling eyes and smiling mouth and soft body and-
Jihoon is going to drive himself insane thinking about you.
Itâs wrong. Wrong for him to think about you in that way. To think that he can have you when you deserve much better. Itâs not fair for him to want you when all heâs done is push you away.
But how can he not want you? Want your water bottle offerings and your soft sweatshirts and your home cooked meals and your soft humming. What has Jihoon been missing out on? Your warm cuddles and the way you call him âjagiyaâ and little handwritten notes with hearts at the end.
Jihoonâs mind is spinning. It seems like in a matter of a night heâs gone from hating you to wanting you to be his. He wants you in his life, he wants all of your quirks and your doting and your sickly sweet personality.
Heâs been a fool to think of you as anything but amazing. All those times pushing you away, was it because he knew deep down? Knew that if he let you in he would be falling head over heels for you.
You practically already act like Jihoon is your boyfriend. You never scold him when he stays up too late but you gently push him to take care of himself. You always treat him right, letting him copy your homework when he forgets about it in lieu of a long night of producing. Nothing would really change if you became his S/O.
Guilt creeps up Jihoonâs back and bites at his brain though. He wants all of that, wants you, but he doesnât deserve you. Heâs been horrible to you over and over again and youâve been nothing but nice. Why does he think he can get you now that heâs finally shaped up? All of his past relationships have ended in a big giant fail, most on his part. What if he does the same with you?
You need someone who can be just as sweet as you. Someone who will give you as much as you give them. Itâs not fair for Jihoon to expect you to continue giving to him while he doesnât know if he can give you the same back. But god does he want you so badly. What is he going to do?
The next time you and Jihoon run into each other is your morning Monday class, Intro to Music Business.
âHoon-ah!â You call for him and Jihoonâs heart bursts at your smiling face. How has he denied you for so long?
Jihoon quickly makes his way to your side and without saying anything he pulls you into his arms. He buries his face into your neck and holds you tight against him. Your body stiffens at first but relaxes and you wrap your own limbs around him. Jihoon finds that he likes the smell of your shampoo, itâs comforting.
âJihoon? Are you okay?â Your voice is low in his ear as your hands play with the hair at the nape of his neck. You and Jihoon have actually never hugged before and youâre worried something is wrong.
âMhmm,â Jihoon hums. âJust wanted a hug.â He pulls away before sitting in his chair. Youâre still a little dumbfounded but sit down next to him nonetheless. The whole class you notice how close Jihoon is sitting next to you. Normally he likes his space and leans away from you but today he leans towards you, his knee knocking into yours occasionally.
When you guys walk out of class Jihoon is about to say goodbye to you but you stop him. âActually my next class got canceled for today. Could I uh, eat lunch with you and your friends? You can say no but-â
âOf course you can.â Jihoon smiles at you and your heart melts a bit. How is he so adorable?
You two walk to the dining hall where Jihoonâs friends are already deep in a conversation. You know all of them but you wouldnât say you know any of them besides Soonyoung. Jihoon sits and you go over to the food area to get two plates before coming back to the table, sitting in between Jihoon and Joshua. You give Jihoon his plate and he smiles at you gratefully before digging in.
âHey Y/N!â Soonyoungâs bright smile nearly rivals yours. âI have never seen you on Monday before.â
âAh, I normally have class,â you explain.
After that nobody really pays mind to you. You donât care too much but itâs a bit awkward sitting with all of the boys as they basically ignore your existence. If it wasnât for Jihoonâs thigh touching yours you wouldnât even be able to tell that anyone remembered you were there.
You pull out your phone to scroll through social media. You laugh to yourself when you see a funny TikTok about music majors. You look over at Jihoon who looks lost at the conversation going on so you nudge him a bit.
âHoon-ah, look at this,â you tell Jihoon. It reminds him of a puppy asking their owner to play with them. Jihoon doesnât mind, just leaning into you so he can look at your phone. He knows the guys are watching the way your heads touch as you hunch over the phone but he doesnât really care.
Even after you guys are done watching the TikTok you wanted to show Jihoon, he still keeps his chin resting on your shoulder as you continue to scroll through your feed. Jihoon likes being able to feel the heat radiating off your body, absorbing your warmth for himself. Heâs itching to just wrap his arms around your torso but he wonât let him, afraid to cross any boundaries and make you uncomfortable. Instead he opts to play with your hand, just like Mingyu was doing the other day. This is different though, this is him doing it, instead of that stupid giant.Â
You both are finished eating and your next class isnât for another hour. A few of his friends disperse but the others stay at the table, talking about whatever topic they find interesting. The table is down to just you, Jihoon, Soonyoung, Wonwoo, and Jeonghan when Seungkwan and Seokmin walk up.
âY/Nnie!â Seokmin calls. You look up from your phone to see the two boys staring down at you.
âMin, Kwan! Hi!â You smile up at them and Jihoon swears that if you had a tail it would be wagging right now.
âYou probably ate but do you want to come sit with us?â Seungkwan asks.
You pull away from Jihoon to look at him with big pleading eyes, like youâre asking him permission to go sit with your friends. âI donât mind. Iâll catch you in class, right?â
âStay in the dining hall and we can walk over together, okay?â You stand up and grab your back before shooting a smile at Jihoon. Jihoon watches you start up an animated conversation with your friends as you go to sit with them.
âJihoon what the hell was that?â Jeonghan asks.
âIt looks like the owner has gotten just as attached to the puppy,â Wonwoo teases. âAm I right Hoon-ah?â Jihoon glares at Wonwoo for ruining your nickname for him.
âShut up, all of you,â Jihoon grumbles. He wonders if it would be weird if he ditched his friends just so he could go sit with you and your friends.
âDoes this have anything to do with Sunday morning?â
âOh what happened Sunday morning?â
"Well Sunday morning-"
âWho are you guys? Joshua? Shut up about Sunday morning,â Jihoon snaps.
To Jihoonâs annoyance though, Soonyoung doesnât shut up. âApparently Y/Nnie spent the night and then they made Jihoon a nice breakfast and left him an adorable note.â The other boys coo at Jihoon which has his blood boiling even more.
âI just realized some shit okay.â
âRealized what? That youâre done being a dick and now you want them? Yeah good luck with that one,â Wonwoo snorts. Jihoon glares at Wonwoo, but this time he canât help but feel like there is some weight to his words.
Everything blows up the next Thursday.
To Jihoon, itâs inevitable, but it doesnât make it any easier.Â
You guys are at lunch again. Your friends are sitting at the table next to his so you guys are still close to one another. Jihoon keeps glancing over at you and every time he does, youâre staring right back. It has him flustered like a shy schoolboy. Heâs never felt like this before.
The past couple of dayâs Jihoon has been more receptive to you. Not as much as you are to him, but still itâs a start. At the end of the day Jihoonâs mind still spins thinking about you and his feelings for you. How much heâs infatuated with you, and in turn how much he shouldnât be.
Heâs started to text you, which is new, but nice. Youâre actually texting each other right now. He can hear you giggling at your table everytime he sends something you think is humorous.
Everything seems okay, that is until Kim Mingyu happens. Kim fucking Mingyu. Who Jihoon has found, he doesnât like that much, or at all.
âJihoon-ssi,â the booming voice has Jihoon looking up from where heâs responding to your text. Itâs the big guy whoâs addressing him, a glare on his face as he stands.
âGyu, stop.â Your voice is soft but Jihoon still hears you, sees the way you grab at Mingyuâs forearm to get him to sit back down.
âStop fucking around with Y/N. We only know youâre using them, so just cut the shit okay.â
âMingyu!â You hiss. âSit back down right now.â
âNo, Iâm tired of seeing him play with your emotions and treat you like shit all the time. Youâre the best person to walk this goddamn Earth and he canât even give you the time of day!â Jihoon wonders how Mingyu knows all this. Theyâve barely interacted at all, so that means that youâre telling him yourself how poorly Jihoon treats you. His stomach stirs.
âDo not yell at me,â you growl, âand do not talk about Jihoon like that.â
âWell then stop simping over him! He doesnât like you like that!â
âShut up Kim Mingyu.â Jihoon has never seen your eyes so sharp and glaring before. Your harsh gaze bores into Mingyu like you guys are having a silent argument through your eyes.
âLoyal and protective,â Jihoon hears Wonwoo whisper, that teasing tone in his voice again. Thatâs what makes everything inside of Jihoon snap.
Mingyu is right. Itâs not fair of him to treat you like shit while you do nothing but give him kindness. Youâre always so loyal to him, no matter what. You deserve something better. Someone better. Someone whoâs not him. Jihoon has wracked his mind time after time wondering why you picked him, why you were always so kind to him and kept giving him chance after chance. Why do you never give up on him? Itâs unfair of him to make you deal with him continually. Someone as precious as you needs someone other than Jihoon.
In order for you to let go, he has to cut you off. Hurting you now will be much better than hurting you later.
âYah! Kim Mingyu!â Jihoonâs voice snaps both of your stares away from each other to Jihoon. âYouâre right, I am using Y/N. Theyâre so pathetic thinking that Iâll ever like them back. Not to mention theyâre just so goddamn annoying. The incessant bothering me and doting on me. Iâll be glad for them leave me the fuck alone.â Jihoonâs words are laced with malice as he snarls them out. Your body is cowering back in your seat, trying to make yourself small, trying to ignore the tears welling up in your eyes. âI pray for the day I never have to see Y/N again.â With his final words spat out Jihoon grabs his back and storms out of the dining hall.
His chest tightens as he does. His heart aches, making it hard to breathe. He tried to think about anything other than the words he just yelled. Other than the look on your face. This is what heâs wanted for years, so why does it hurt so much right now? He had to do it, so you can be happy. Thatâs what he tells himself at least.
Jihoon hates the way he can feel you missing from his life. You donât sit by him in class anymore, donât even look at him. It also makes Jihoon realize how much he relied on you. When he falls asleep in class he doesnât have a way to get the notes. When he eats lunch on Friday your guysâ table feels a little too empty by himself. When he walks to class he misses the way you would blabber about everything. Itâs not just that either, itâs everything.
It seems like the universe is out to get him because he canât stop thinking about you. Even things that shouldnât remind you of him do. Even the stupid cookie Soonyoung brings him reminds him of you. Itâs your favorite flavor and Jihoon has to stop and think about how he knows that. How does he know that? Since when does he know you so well? All that time listening to you blabber about stupid things, maybe Jihoon wasnât blocking you out as much as he thought he was.
It pains Jihoonâs heart. His mind keeps flashing to the pained look on your face before he turned his back on you. He spends most of his time in class staring at you, willing for you to look at him just once. You never do.
He misses you. He wishes you would come back. You can only kick a dog so many times before it stops coming home though.
You make an effort to avoid Jihoon, he can tell, and he doesnât blame you. It doesnât stop him from wishing youâd be by his side though. He just wants to see you. See your soft eyes and sweet smile.
Jihoon gets the opportunity, but not in the way he was hoping.
âMingyu-ah!â Jihoon recognizes the voice but this time itâs not calling for him. You blur past him as you run to the taller boy and launch yourself into his arms. He catches you and sweeps you up into a big hug. You giggle as he presses quick little kisses into your face.
Jihoonâs whole body stops moving. When did this happen? Since when is Kim fucking Mingyu the object of your affections?
Jihoon knows. He knows heâs not allowed to have feelings about your current relationship, but the sight of you and the younger boy makes his stomach churn and his chest tighten.
Mingyu lets you slide down his front, your feet landing on the ground again. You stay on your tiptoes though, as Mingyu leans down and captures your lips against his. You hold his big head in your hands and his hands rests on your waist. The sight makes Jihoon disgusted. He wants to go and tear Mingyuâs hands off of you. As much as Jihoon doesnât deserve you, neither does Kim Mingyu.Â
âLeave them be.â The new voice makes Jihoon jump a bit and a scowl sits on his face as he turns to see Soonyoung. âLook how happy they are. Look at the way Mingyu loves them back. You donât get to ruin that Jihoon.â
âShut up Soonyoung,â Jihoon growls.
âYouâre just mad because Iâm right. Youâre the one who denied Y/N for years and then chased them off. I donât care if youâre suddenly in love with them or whatever youâve got going on, but keep it to yourself. Youâve already hurt Y/N enough.â
With that Soonyoung turns and leaves, leaving Jihoon alone with his thoughts once again.
The next time Jihoon has to witness you and your boyfriend together is at another frat party. Youâre all thatâs been on Jihoonâs mind. Heâs constantly at battle with himself, going between how this is better for you, but thinking about how much he misses you, how much he regrets hurting you. It takes all of his resistance not to text you. To stop you after class. To do anything to get you to interact with him.
He came to the party in hopes to run into you but also to try and get drunk to get his mind off of you. Itâs complicated. Heâs not even drunk though as he makes his way to the bathroom. He passes one of the hallway closets but stops. Jihoonâs stomach rolls as he hears your voice accompanied by loud kissing noises.
âMingyu~â you whine. âStop, we canât do this. Not here.â
âI promise nobody will catch us.â The kissing noises continue.
âWe really should stop Gyu. Doing this in here isâŚdirty.â You let out a gasp. Jihoon doesnât know what happened but his blood still boils over it.
He hears you continue to protest while the kissing noises continue. Jihoon canât take it anymore and he storms over to the door and throws it open. You and Mingyu both look shocked to see the intrusion. Mingyuâs mouth is close to your neck and one of his hands is on your ass as the other looks like itâs on its way down your pants.
âThey said stop,â Jihoon growls. He grabs your arm and pulls you to his side. He puffs his chest out as if to scare Mingyu away, even though thereâs over a 20cm difference between their heights.
âHey it wasnât like that, I promise. We-â
âWere just messing around? Yeah and what if Y/N didnât take it as a joke? They already donât like parties and now youâre crowding them out in a fucking closet-â
âJihoon, itâs okay,â you assure the older boy. Your warm hand burns into his shoulder. âI know Mingyu wouldnât do anything like that.â
âIt doesnât matter if it was just playful. You said stop and he didnât. Come on, Iâm walking you back to your dorm.â Jihoon turns and grabs your arm again so you can follow along with him.
âHey, that's my partner!â Mingyu calls after Jihoon as he starts to pull you away.
âToo bad. Donât follow us.â With that Jihoon pulls you out of the frat all together and closes the door in Mingyuâs face. He doesnât let go of your arm as you guys make your way back to your dorms.
âWhat was that about Hoon-ah?â You ask the older boy with an exasperated sigh. Jihoon knows youâre mad at him, but he still relishes in the way you use the nickname on him.
âHe didnât respect your space. Guys like him are trouble Y/N. They donât want anything other than sex,â Jihoon explains. It kills him to think about you and Mingyu in that way. That you guys are doing more than just kissing every once and a while. That Mingyu can put his hands all over you everywhere and that you let him.
âMaybe thatâs what I want Jihoon.â The way you say his name is cruel and impatient.
Your words make Jihoon stop in his tracks. âDonât say that.â
âSay what? That I want to have sex with my boyfriend.â
âThat you want him to use you,â Jihoon snaps. âYou deserve better than that.â
âLike you? Last time I checked you arenât the most upstanding gentlemen either. At least I know Mingyu likes me back. Just leave me alone Jihoon,â you sigh as you push past Jihoon. He hates being treated like this. At least by you. Is this how you felt for the past two years?
Jihoon canât get his body to move. He watched the way your back retreats, getting smaller and smaller. His feet are stuck to the ground and his throat is dry. Why canât he do anything?
Itâs not until youâre already inside your dorm building that Jihoon can find his voice. âIâm sorry Y/NâŚâ
Jihoon thinks heâs hallucinating when he sees you crying alone on a bench on campus. Itâs later in the evening and thereâs a bite in the air but youâre in just a t-shirt and jeans as you sob into your hands. Jihoon doesnât know what to do. Are you going to be even more upset if he approached you? But it would be wrong to leave you here crying all alone, vulnerable. Heâs already done too many wrong things when it comes to you, so he decides to walk up to you.
âY/N?â He gingerly rests his hand on your back and you look up at him. It reminds him of the night wherever everything really started. The night when you had your nightmare and Jihoon held you all night.
Jihoon wants to wipe your tears away but he stops himself. He doesnât know if youâre going to be upset seeing him. âJihoon,â you sob out. âI broke up with Mingyu.â
âOh.â Jihoon sits down and pulls you into his arms. You sob into his shirt. He lets you. He rubs circles into your back, trying to calm you down the best he can. He ignores his slight happiness at the fact you and Mingyu are broken up. He canât focus on it when youâre obviously in pain.
âIâm not crying because I broke up with Mingyu though,â you say through sniffles.
âOhâŚwellâŚwhy are you crying?â Jihoonâs words are slow and calculated, afraid that heâs going to set you off if he says the wrong thing.
âBecause of you dumbass.â
âOh.â
âWill you stop saying âohâ!â Your tears have stopped but your face is still buried in Jihoonâs chest. âYouâre really stupid you know that.â
âYeah, Iâve been realizing that lately. SoâŚdo you want to talk about it?â
âYes. But I also hate you right now.â
âI know,â Jihoon tells you as he helps you stand. âCome on, itâs cold out.â He grabs your bag and throws it over his shoulder as he takes your hand in his. He guides you through the campus until he comes to his dorm. You donât say anything as you ride up the elevator to his dorm or as he shuffles you into his room.
You automatically climb into his bed and bury yourself under the covers to try and gain your heat back. Jihoon scooches you over so he can climb in with you and you rest your head on his chest. Jihoonâs arms automatically wrap around you and to Jihoon it just feels right.Â
âI already told you I hate you right?â
âYes.â
âOkay good, I just need you to know that before I say the next thing.â Youâre glad you donât have to look at him because youâre not sure if you would be able to do this if you were looking at his face. âI think Iâm in love with you. But I know you donât like me like that. You probably donât even consider me a friend. I know Iâm annoying, and not just because you said it, like I know Iâm annoying, and Iâm sorry that youâve had to deal with me for so long. I-â
âShut up.â Jihoon tells you, his hand coming to play with your hair. âYouâre not annoying, Iâm just mean. Youâre nothing but sweet and caring and the best person Iâve ever met. You do nothing but take care of me and in all honesty youâre way out of my league. Remember that night I got super drunk?â
âYeah?â
âI donât drink, like ever, but god I needed a drink that night. Being with you the whole night made me feel some sort of way and it scared me. Then after the frat party I was completely gone. I realized just how amazing you are and how awful Iâve been.â
âThat is something we can agree on,â you snort.
âAnd then when Mingyu confronted me I realized just how much Iâve been hurting you. It dawned on me that you are worth so much more than I was seeing and that it wasnât fair for me to want you to be mine when I couldnât even treat you properly. And I was scared. Youâre so precious and what if I did even more things wrong and broke you to pieces? What if it didnât work out? You never gave up on me, but what if one day you did, what would I do then? So I said a bunch of shit that I didnât believe because I thought it would be better for you if you finally let go of me. But then it killed me to see you with Mingyu.â
âDo you know why I broke up with Mingyu?â
âNo.â
âHeâs been on me for months now about you. When you, uh, yelled at me, he was saying all this shit about how like heâs so much better than you and shit. He told me to give him a chance to see how I should be treated properly. So we went on a date and I love Gyu, but only as a friend. It just didnât feel right for him and I could tell he was really only doing it to get back at you or something so yeah. I guess neither of our hearts were in it.â Youâre not cold anymore but you donât want to move out of Jihoonâs arms. Even if you wanted to, you donât think that Jihoon is going to let go of you that easily.
âYou deserve so much more than me and Mingyu combined. I hope you know that.â
âDo you know why I like you so much?â
âBecause I was the only familiar face in a new place?â
You chuckle a bit at that. âNo, but that didnât hurt. Itâs because youâre literally so perfect Jihoon. Youâre talented and attractive and you have a big heart. Remember in high school when that dick dumped his whole tray of food on Sunghoâs head and homework? You checked on Sungho first and then chewed out that guy for like twenty minutes. Youâve always just been so admirable and I was so excited to see you here and have the chance to get to know you, but I guess I went a little overboard. Iâm sorry for any trouble Iâve caused you. If you really want me to leave you alone now, I understand.â
âNo!â Jihoon sits up causing you to tumble off his chest. Youâre about to scold him but when you look at him heâs staring at you with passion in his eyes. âI never want you to leave me alone. I love when we eat lunch together and when you make me study with you and when you tell me about your day. There was this warmth in my chest when we went to go see those bands together and when we watched the movie together in Seungcheolâs room. I know that Iâve hurt you and that Iâve been nothing but rude and dismissive to you but I want you in my life. I donât care if you act like my dog all the time, I want you to be mine.â
âDid you just call me a dog?â
âNo!â Jihoon yells in frustration, not at you but at himself. âUgh I just- itâs this thing Wonwoo keeps saying. He says you act like my puppy or something.â
âYour puppy huh? I kinda like the sound of that.â You grin at Jihoon and he flushes. God the effect you have on him. âSo does this mean you like me back?â
âY-yes,â Jihoon stutters. Why is this so embarrassing to admit? âAnd I want you to be mine but you deserve-â
Jihoon is cut off by your lips pressing against his. This kiss is even better than the one you gave him the night you slept in his bed. Jihoon grabs your face automatically and reciprocates the kiss fully. Before Jihoon can really appreciate the kiss youâre pulling away from him, resting your forehead against his.
âSorry for kissing you without asking.â Youâre a little breathless, Jihoon is too. âBut you really need to learn when to shut up. I want you Jihoon. Nobody else. Youâre sweet, I know you are. Weâll work things out, okay?â
âOkay,â Jihoon murmurs. Heâs staring at your lips. He wants to kiss you again. âKiss me again?â
âAnd you say Iâm the dog.â
âOh shut up.â
âMake me.â He does.
âYou guys are gross,â Jeonghan tells you and Jihoon when he sits down at lunch on Tuesday. You guys are sitting side by side, Jihoonâs hand rests on your thigh as you lean into his shoulder.
âTheyâre in love, Hannie,â Jun tells the elder. âLet them be happy.â
âI didnât realize Jihoon getting a partner would mean he would become a simp,â Jeonghan says.
âAt least I can get a partner,â Jihoon quips back.
âBarely,â Wonwoo snorts.
âY/N! Heard you dumped Mingyuâs sorry ass. HA!â Your friends come bounding up to the table. Itâs Minghao whoâs yelling at you. You groan and bury your face in Jihoonâs neck.
âWait! Are you two?â Seokminâs eyes flit between you and your boyfriend. âFinally! Y/Nâs pining was getting a little too pathetic.â
âSeokmin!â Your head shoots up to glare at the boy. You turn to your boyfriend. âDonât listen to them. I really wasnât that bad. I didnât even start having a crush on you until like a couple months ago and-â
Jihoon cuts your rambling off. âYouâre cute, you know that.â
You blush at this. Your stupid boyfriend can get you so flustered. He flusters you even more when he cups your face and presses a kiss against your lips. In front of yours and his friends.Â
âJihoon,â you whine when he pulls away.
âCome on, letâs get to class.â He grabs your hand and stands up. Your class doesnât start for another thirty minutes but Jihoon wants some time alone with just you.
âTaking the puppy for a walk?â Wonwoo smirks. He knows that you know about the puppy jokes now.
âWalking my partner to class.â
âItâs okay Hoon-ah. Wonwooâs just jealous he doesnât have any game.â You smile innocently and with that you flounce off, pulling Jihoon in tow. When you guys are outside Jihoon stops and pulls you into his arms.
âHave I told you how lucky I am to call you mine?â He murmurs into your ear.
âMaybe,â you giggle, âbut tell me again?â
âI am the luckiest man on earth to call you mine. I love you so much.â
âI love you too Hoon-ah.â You lean in to kiss him.
Jihoon happily accepts the kiss, melting into you. He canât get enough of this. Despite all of Wonwooâs teasing, it's all worth it. His puppy dog partner.
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