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are-you-jungood · 4 years

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Hoodie Chapter 4

Author’s note: Shout out to @xoktie on picsart for making the beautiful cover for this fic!!

Also, there’s a brief mention of sex in this, but it’s nothing too explicit

Age rating: 15 years old and up

Brief recap:

You woke the next morning to the painfully loud ringing of your alarm clock. You slammed the off button and rolled over, sighing in annoyance and pain. Getting, up you shuffled quickly to the bathroom, a wave of nausea hitting you at the smell of breakfast being cooked in the kitchen. When you finished in the bathroom, you made your way to the kitchen, shielding your eyes from the painfully bright light that seemed to be everywhere. You were just about to chastise your roomate for cooking such smelly food when you have a major hangover when you realized it wasn’t Emma but Hyunwoo who was manning the stove.

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“Um.... What are you...?” You managed to stammer out, still not totally sure of what you were seeing was a dream or not. Had you really drank that much the night before?

He turned around with a smile and said, “ Ah! You’re finally awake! Have some breakfast.”

He sat a plate on the table that had fried eggs, sausage, and toast on it and looked up at you expectantly.

“...thanks?”

You sat down at the table, not wanting to be completely rude, but you still needed to ask, “So, why are you here? In my apartment?”

Hyunwoo laughed a little and said, “Think of it as my civic duty. When I dropped you off last night you got a call from Emma, I’m surprised you guys are still roommates by the way, and she said she wouldn’t be coming home so I figured I shouldn’t leave you passed out and unattended. I slept on the couch, and checked on you every so often just to be sure. You owe me a pot of coffee, at least.”

He pointed the spatula he was using to cook with at you for extra effect.

You weren’t totally sure how to feel about this. He was your ex, after all. But somehow, after seeing him go to all this effort to make sure you were okay after years apart, you’re heart started to race a little bit.

“Thank you for looking out for me. If I had known last night would’ve ended up inconveniencing you like this, I definitely wouldn’t have drank so much.”

He just gave you a lopsided smile and waved you off.

“I didn’t have anything better planned, anyway. Plus, college taught me how to handle these kinds of situations with you, so I think I’m probably the most equipped to handle this.”

You laughed at that and started nibbling on your toast, attempting to get something down before you had to get ready for work. Fortunately, your parents passed on to you the ever handy genetic predisposition to have moderate hangovers no matter how much you drank the night before. It helped a lot in college, to say the least.

After you and Hyunwoo finished your breakfast in companionable silence, you went to get dressed and ready for work. Why your coworkers thought it was a good idea to go drinking on a Thursday night was beyond you, but at least you only had to endure today before you had the freedom of the weekend to relax and decompress from the wild events of the past few days. At least you got some good rest last night.

After you finished showering and getting dressed, you gave Hyunwoo some clean towels and let him get ready for the day as you washed the dishes from breakfast. There was no point in having him go home to shower and then come back here just to pick you up to take you to the office, or, at least, that’s what he said. You conceded that it would be a waste of time, so you let him get ready at your place. This was a totally normal thing that any adult friends would do for each other, right?

As you dried the dishes, your mind couldn’t help but wander a bit. After all, your super hot ex boyfriend (whom you were convinced you were going to marry at one point) was taking a shower in your apartment. You couldn’t help but have a flash back or two from a much more playful and intimate time when you were together.

A few moments later, you heard the water shut off and took that as a cue to stop dawdling on the past and deal with what was going on in the present. You finished drying all of the dishes and set about putting them away when Hyunwoo came out of the bathroom. You turned to let him know there was only about twenty minutes before you had to leave when you realized he was only wearing a towel. It took every ounce of your willpower to keep from melting into a puddle on the floor right then and there. His ebony colored hair was mussed and pointing in every direction from the towel drying he gave it before coming out, but it looked absolutely gorgeous on him. His beautiful caramel colored skin was on show for you, laying taught against his beautifully sculpted abdominal muscles. Your eyes traveled down to find that only a thin white towel covered up his more intimate parts, although, it’s not like you hadn’t seen them before (how could you ever forget?).

Hyunwoo was not the first boy you had ever had sex with. However, he was certainly the first boy you’d ever had sex with whom you felt so safe and unembarrassed about your body with. He practically worshipped every inch of your skin each time, and the marks he left afterwards were a secret pleasure of yours. You were his and his alone, and it felt good.

You shook yourself out of your trip down sexy lane in order to face the situation at hand.

Hyunwoo’s face was flushed red with embarrassment as he stammered out, “Uh, (y/n) sorry to bother you, but I think my clothes got kind of... soaked while I was taking a shower and these are the only ones I have with me. Do you have anything I could borrow?”

You looked everywhere but at him and stuttered out, “I have some of my brother’s clothes here from when he stays over from time to time, but I don’t think you guys are the same size anymore.”

You sure as hell weren’t going to tell him about the hoodie of his that you still had ratted away in a closet hidden under piles of other clothes. It’s not like it would help him in this situation anyway, right?

“Are you sure you don’t have any extra clothes anywhere?”

Hyunwoo turned away from you in thought, gripping his towel. Suddenly, he whirled around and exclaimed, “I do! I have some spare clothes in my car. They’re in my gym bag behind the passenger seat, do you think you can grab them for me?”

You nodded and grabbed his keys off the counter, turning your head to keep him from seeing the blush that had engulfed your entire face from this situation.

It didn’t even take you five seconds to find his ancient corvette coupe with the red paint peeling off. It was a gift from his dad for his high school graduation. He had bought it at a car auction and fixed it up for him. There was a lot of memories made in that car, and you tried to shake them off as you opened the passenger door. You grabbed the bag and toted it back up the stairs to your half naked ex boyfriend Hyunwoo.

The car ride to the office was a little uncomfortable at first, but the mornings events gave you guys something to talk about and laugh over. More than anything, though, it just reminded you of how much fun you and Hyunwoo used to have when you were together. Nothing ever went according to plan, but you both knew that and took the punches as they came and weren’t afraid to laugh at yourselves when you had done something embarrassing. You tried to push these thoughts aside and get back into professional mode when Hyunwoo pulled up to the office building.

As soon as you sat down at your desk, Hoseok came flying into your office.

“Are you okay? You’re not hurt are you? He didn’t try to pull anything on you did he?” He came around your desk and grabbed your shoulders, inspecting you for any hint of damage.

You grabbed his arms reassuringly and said, “I’m totally okay. Hyunwoo wouldn’t have done anything to me, he’s not that kind of person. We’re all good.”

Hoseok stood in silence and searched your eyes for conformation before he relaxed his tensed muscles and sighed.

“Even after you called me on the phone last night to tell me you got in safe, I still didn’t feel right about letting you go with him. After seeing how much pain you went through to get over him... I was really worried about you.”

He gave you a long, sincere look and you felt tears start to prick your eyes again.

“Thank you for worrying about me ‘seokie, but I really am fine. I promise you that I will tell you if I’m not.”

He gave you a bit of a dubious look, but couldn’t help from laughing at your ultra-serious pouty face. He started to back out of your office with a smile on his face and said to you, “Alright, I suppose I’ll take your word for it, but if he hurts you again, in anyway, he is dead meat.”

With that, he walked out of your office only for Minhyuk’s limp, hungover form to practically crawl to his desk from the hallway.

Oh how you loved your colleagues.

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ladyluck852 · 6 years

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Go To (Hyunjin x Reader)

A/N: I wouldn’t like to admit that Hyunjin wormed his way into my heart, but he has and I love him(he’s even my phone background now). You guys already know @kpop-and-overwatch experienced every second of it and now we laugh at each other’s downward spirals with Stray Kids. As always, photos were found on Pinterest, collage made on PicsArt. Lmk if you have more questions, enjoy!

Genre: Fluff! Coffee Shop AU☕️💕

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: None! Just your average cuss word and none too severe!

“Iced americano for y/n!” The barista yelled, breaking y/n out of her daze after she’d been staring out the door for too long, lost in thought and disappointed. She didn’t even want her coffee anymore, the only reason she liked frequenting this place wasn’t here and she just sat down in a chair by the window to pout about it.

“You dropped this” a lady said on her way out the door, dropping a notebook onto y/n’s table before y/n would even protest. She turned to look at the lady who was halfway out the door, her eyebrows raised in shock.

“Thanks?” Y/n sighed as she went back to her coffee, her instagram feed not providing her with enough distraction to NOT go peeking through the notebook in front of her. It was nice, probably moleskin, she knew this because she had a red one just like it in her book bag, she was very curious but also didn’t want to be nosy.

She glanced around the room, making sure no one was looking for anything especially not the notebook, before prying it open to see if there was a name written. She didn’t find anything, so she flipped to the center page and skimmed it quickly, appreciating the persons very nice writing. Every page was dated, an entry every single day, she was flipping through the book when she caught a glimpse of her name.

Y/n glanced around the coffee shop, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up as a chill ran through her, the journal entry detailing the persons morning and including her in detail.

‘My morning was okay, slow, I couldn’t wait to get my coffee and see y/n. She looked really pretty today, maybe she has a job interview or something, I hope she has a good day. It’s really nice seeing her because it makes my day, it helps me look forward to tomorrow, maybe one day I’ll get the courage to talk to her’ Y/n flipped through the pages, the admiration this person held for her made her freak out, the caffeine not helping her racing heart as she took the book to the front and cut the line of people. The barista, Wook, smiled nervously at y/n who looked like she’d seen a ghost, “um, did I forget the pump of caramel?”

“N-no. Who are our regulars? Your regulars I mean, someones been writing things about me in this journal and I just...who...” y/n sighed, her heart clenching in her chest as Wook frowned, asking another employee to man the front as he removed his apron and came around the counter.

“Okay, lets calm down for a second okay? What are they saying? Bad things? Here sit down” Wook said gently, pulling a chair out for y/n who took a deep breath to calm her nerves. She handed him the notebook, a small smile growing on his face as he looked through it, finding it cute. He figured y/n hadn’t read through it much, at least not the beginning, the boy clearly talked a lot about himself and how he was attending community college nearby. Wook kind of figured out who it was just from that, seeing that y/n and him were his only regulars who were under the age of 25.

“What if it’s a creep? I don’t ever want to come back here if that’s the case” y/n said, making Wook panic as he pulled up a chair next to her.

“No, you can’t do that. We love you here, you’ve been coming here for four years, I see you every day” he whined, not knowing what he’d do without having y/n to joke around with during morning rush time and sometimes when he worked late shifts. She was always so great, a good friend and someone who deserved the best, not to mention she had a bit of a crush on another one of the regulars and now Wook had plans.

“Yeah, And you’ve been working here since before that, old man, when are you going to get a real job?” Y/n teased, glancing up at him while he beamed. “One more year and I’ll own this place!” He laughed, saying the same thing he said whenever y/n brought it up, “I can hold onto the notebook for you and see if anyone comes in to pick it up, give them a stern talking to and let you know who it is”

“You’re the best”

Across town, Hyunjin was getting home from school and burrowing himself in the blankets, ignoring his moms questions about how he was feeling and wanting to sleep. His day had been so terrible, it all started when he was late to class, not remembering that today it was an hour earlier than normal. Then he lost his notebook. He didn’t know where, or when, all he knew is that it was gone. His therapist recommended carrying around a notebook a while back, said it would be good to write down his thoughts and reflect on the good progress he was making since graduating high school. She was kind, encouraging, when she read the journal entries about Y/n she’d told him to go for it, there was nothing to be afraid of. Truthfully he’d planned on talking to her today, but she wasn’t there.

His phone rang, an irritating buzz that made his head ache more, he wiped his eyes before pulling it from underneath the pillow and answering with a glum, “hello?”

“Kid, got your notebook. Let’s talk”

Hyunjin got to the coffee shop quickly, locking his bike out front and walking in to find Wook sitting at a table drinking a beer. Hyunjin sat across from him, eyeing the can of beer, “you can’t just be normal and drink coffee in the coffee shop?”

“I’m an adult, being an adult is hard okay?” Wook sighed, rolling his eyes as he handed Hyunjin his notebook. A sigh of relief left him, he looked through his notebook and realized the last page had been torn out, a letter he’d written to y/n that he’d never give her. He planned on saying it in person, but it worked if it was written out first.

“Where...where’s the page?”

“Oh, don’t know,” Wook shrugged, sipping his beer like the embodiment of nonchalant, “come by tomorrow night. We’re having an employee party, free coffee and cookies and those stupid little gummies you like”

“But I’m not an employee...” Hyunjin said, seeing Wook slide him a cookie with a smile.

“Might as well be, y/n will be there” Wook said, patting Hyunjin on the back as he escorted him out the door. Hyunjin had begun to blush, getting flustered just hearing her name, cursing the fact that everyone knew about his crush but her.

“Okay”

Y/n showed up the next night hoping to see the person who’d written such nice things about her, kind of hoping it wasn’t Wook because then that would just be weird, and clutching the torn page of the notebook in her hand. Hyunjin was already there, Wook was teaching him how to use the espresso machine and making sure he didn’t burn his hand on the milk frother, to always use a towel when touching it. Hyunjin noticed y/n, in a flowy sundress and low heels, her hair down and a look in her eye that made his brain turn into jelly. She was looking for someone, he got the sense that someone wasn’t him.

“Ow, shit!” Hyunjin cursed loudly, his hand burning as Wook rolled his eyes.

“I told you not to touch that! What are you all googly eyed fo- oh, well wow, she looks great. Who knew?” Wook said, wrapping his arm around Hyunjin’s shoulders while he pouted and tried to ease the pain with the ice cubes next to him.

“I knew” Hyunjin mumbled, blushing a bit as he took a deep breath, “should I?”

“You should. I need grandkids” Wook mumbled, ruffling his hair while Hyunjin hurled his apron at him.

“You’re 25, stop acting like you’re my dad! I got this, I can do this, I-“

“I’d like to order an americano please” y/n said teasingly, her head peeking around the counter as Hyunjin’s mouth fell open and stayed like that, “what’re you two doing back here? Barista classes? Can I join?”

Wook smiled, giving her a thumbs up as y/n sauntered around the corner and slipped into an apron Wook handed her, “she...I...Wook!” Hyunjin hissed, smacking his arm while y/n pretended not to notice.

“Have some respect you little shit, show the lady the ropes, I’ll be over here, make sure to use a towel when you...” Wook made an obscene hand motion as he walked away, a furious blush spreading across Hyunjin’s cheeks as y/n kept her eyes glued to the floor.

“Hi,” y/n said nervously, refusing to look at Hyunjin who couldn’t stop looking at her. His heart was racing and he thought he’d explode on the spot, a million pieces of him everywhere so every time Wook made coffee he’d always have a part of him, “so...how do I make coffee? I’ve always wanted to know”

Hyunjin bit his lip, trying to remember what Wook had taught him and feeling a lightbulb go off. He explained everything perfectly, y/n was impressed to say the least, her crush intensifying just a little bit when he handed her a perfect looking cup of coffee.

“Holy shit Hyunjin this is really bad” y/n laughed, covering her mouth as she handed the cup back to him, he quickly took a sip and almost didn’t want to swallow it.

“What did I do wrong?” He huffed, waving Wook over and handing him the cup. After he tried it, he couldn’t stop laughing, shooing Hyunjin out from behind the counter with a plate of cookies.

“Go sit down while I make you guys a real cup of coffee, man Hyunjin, what are you actually good at?” Wook teased, winking at Hyunjin who was turning pink. Once they made it there, y/n set her things down while Hyunjin passed her a cookie, noticing the piece of paper she had with red ink.

“What’s that?” Hyunjin asked, his heart hammering in his chest as y/n choked on a piece of chocolate chip cookie. There was no possible way y/n knew, and if she didn’t say anything soon Hyunjin was going to start talking and talking a lot.

“Uh, something I found. It’s nothing I’m just... looking for someone” y/n laughed, her cheeks turning red as Hyunjin had to force himself not to turn into mush looking at her. Y/n had the same problem, she felt like she was on fire just looking at him, he was so sweet and although they’d spoken like once or twice nothing compared to sitting with him and eating cookies with him.

“Oh, someone like who?” Hyunjin asked quietly, shoving half a cookie in his mouth in embarrassment.

“Someone who thinks I look like sunshine and says I make their day” she snorted, covering her face while her heart could only hope it was him. She had butterflies from her head to her toes, she wanted to sink into her seat, Hyunjin just shoved the other half of the cookie into his mouth until his cheeks looked like they belonged to a chipmunk.

“Well I-“

“Iced americano, I put an extra shot of caramel because you looked like you needed something sweet and Hyunjin wasn’t giving it to you. Want a beer Hyunjin?” Wook asked, making Hyunjin roll his eyes from both the question and the interruption.

“Like hell, did you make me some too?” Hyunjin asked, noticing how y/n was now sitting up from her seat, her cheeks red.

“I have to go, um, I had a nice time. Thanks for teaching me how to make coffee” she said, taking her things and dashing out the door.

“Did you tell her about your action figure collection or something?” Wook asked, glancing at Hyunjin who looked like he was going to fall apart. He patted his shoulder, telling him everything would be okay and that tomorrow was another day.

Hyunjin didn’t see y/n for three days, she usually didn’t get coffee during the weekend and his days were long and boring, especially when she didn’t show up on Monday either. He worried she was sick or something, little did he know she was freaking out and nervous because now she was pretty sure that Hyunjin was the one with the notebook saying all those sweet things about her.

“The usual, dear?” Wook asked, when Hyunjin came in on Tuesday morning, a holiday so school was out, he looked so bleh and Wook wanted to cheer him up, “may I suggest something extra sweet?”

“Whatever, I just need a pick me up” Hyunjin sighed, chewing on his bottom lip as Wook gave him a sneaky smile. Wook had been waiting all morning for him to come in, knowing their favorite gal y/n HAD to come in and when she did, it was going to be good.

“On the house” he shrugged, pointing over Hyunjin’s head while Hyunjin whirled around, seeing y/n sitting at his usual table by the window with two cups of coffee. His eyes widened, not being able to get over the fact that she bought him coffee and how ethereal she looked sitting in the morning sun. Something about that made him feel good, gave him some sort of confidence, although it might have been the adrenaline.

“Good morning” y/n said with a smile, blushing at the way Hyunjin was staring at her, she couldn’t pinpoint it but he looked like he was seeing right through her. Think, Superman and Lois Lane type stuff, she wondered if he really did have x-ray vision.

“Hi, good morning, where have you been?” Hyunjin asked, not knowing where the confidence boost had come from as he sat in the chair across from her. She pushed a cookie and a cup of coffee towards him, urging him to take a sip before she answered.

Y/n laughed at the way his eyebrows raised, a warm blush spreading across the both of their faces until it met their ears, “is it weird that I know your coffee order?”

“Is it weird if I know yours?” Hyunjin asked, moving his feet forward until they touched hers.

“I just really want to know if you meant all that you said...wrote. What you wrote?” She asked, leaning forward in anticipation as her eyes grew wider. Hyunjin laughed, reaching out to pat her head and catching Wook’s attention from behind the counter. He almost burned himself pouring a customers coffee because of his shit eating grin and staring.

“I think you’re beautiful and you make my days, don’t ask me where I got the confidence to say that, I guess you brought it out of me”

“I think you’re beautiful and you make my day too, you don’t know how long I’ve waited to just talk to you, I know we’ve talked before but I want to talk to you. A lot, for a really long time” y/n said quietly, biting her lip when Hyunjin laced his fingers with hers.

Hyunjin’s mind was racing and his heart was hammering in his chest, thoughts full of y/n and the smile that made his day when he felt so much gratitude. He was so glad he left his journal at the coffee shop, so glad y/n knew how he felt and he didn’t have to stutter and choke his way through a confession.

His eyebrows raised when y/n pushed her unlocked phone towards him, a page open as he glanced up at her, “what’s this?”

“My notes, I wrote about you too”

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