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bb I'm feeling the angst and hurt/comfort hyperfixation choking me out. what about... Pedro's daughter is incredibly stressed out. She doesn't ask for help because she doesn't want to be a bother. It comes to a head and she breaks down crying when he asks how her day is. Being the amazing dad he is, he cares for his baby and makes sure she takes a break and gets extensions for assignments

Stressed Out (Pedro Pascal x Daughter!Reader)

Pedro Pascal Masterlist

Word Count: 1,712

A/N: I got you, bb!!! <3 I hope this isn't too short btw!! I hope you like it!!

Warnings: mentions of burn out.

Pedro had been keeping a close eye on your door, watching the small glow of light coming from underneath. It had been over two hours since you last came out and when you did, you barely said a word. He didn’t want to seem like an overbearing father going in to check on you 24/7, but he also didn’t want you to think he didn’t care.

Maybe this was all his anxiety getting to him.

“What is she doing?” He asked himself as he got up from the position on the couch. He hesitates walking over to your room, and eventually, he allows himself to go cook dinner. “I’ll cook dinner and then if she doesn’t come out, then I’ll check on her,” he tells himself.

You, on the other hand, were stressing out about all the assignments that somehow your teachers had due in the same week. You had no idea how it all came crashing down on you, as a well-organized person, you always had everything done on time and never dealt with things being due all in the same week, until now.

You had not had a good night's rest since Thursday night. It is Tuesday. Most of your weekend was spent trying to figure out what assignment you could do the quickest and which one needed your most attention. Then you spent a good amount of your weekend researching and crying and then doing more research and some more crying.

Part of you was glad that your dad had to be away for most of the day because you didn’t have to deal with him coming in every hour to check on you. Also, you didn’t have to bother him for help. Even if he had offered, you’d still refused because you didn’t want to be a bother. It wasn’t his mess, but yours.

“Focus, Y/N,” you said to yourself, it was hard to keep your eyes open. They were closing every other minute, stinging with any little breeze that came from the A.C. Growing heavy with every waking moment, you wanted so badly to just close them for a few minutes, but you knew it wouldn’t just be a few minutes.

Naps were a no-go, there wasn’t any time in your schedule for them. You slapped your face, hoping that the stinging of your cheek would distract you from the stinging of your eyes, and for a moment it worked. Only a moment. Then it was both your cheek and eyes stinging and no work getting done.

You groaned to yourself, resting your head on your desk, “Fuck me,” you muttered.

Your current subject was Chemistry and boy did you hate chemistry. Yes, the concept and the way it works are interesting, and the experiments you did were cool and interesting, but the work? Difficult. You hated it. You weren’t a chemistry type of person. Nor were you a math person.

You sat at your desk, staring at the word problem in front of you for about thirty minutes. The longer you stared at it, the less sense it made. You moved the paper to the other side of your desk, maybe if you looked at it from a different angle it would make more sense. You knew it wouldn’t work, but at this point you were desperate.

A knock at your door disrupted your thoughts, “Come in,” you said softly.

Your dad walked in, a smile on his face, “Hey, not sure if you smelled it, but dinner is just about ready.”

You hadn’t. You were so focused on your homework that you didn’t even smell dinner and you didn’t notice how hungry you were. Maybe some food in your system would help.

“Thank god,” you muttered as you got up from your desk, following your dad out into the kitchen.

“Mind setting up the table?” He asked as he gestured towards the small mess of miscellaneous items on the kitchen table.

You groaned at the sight, “Can’t we just eat at the counter like we always do?”

He chuckled, “Alright, but I swear, we keep putting it off.” You didn’t say anything else, your mind lingered back over to the assignments that were waiting for you at your desk. You could be finishing them right now. Your dad noticed how you got quiet, “you okay, hon?”

You hummed a response, sitting down on the stool next to the counter. “Looks like something is on your mind.”

“It’s nothing,” you said with a smile.

He sighed, placing one of the plates down, “Mija, I know you too well to know when you’re lying to me.” He walked over to you, leaning against the counter. “What’s on your mind?”

You let out a shaky breath, “School,” you said as tears began to well up in your eyes.

Your dad's face instantly softened, “Oh, Cariño, what’s wrong?”

You took in a deep breath, “I’m just stressed out,” you began, “I have two assignments for chem due on Thursday, Two Essays due Friday, Three assignments for Calculus, and an art project all due Friday too.”

Your dad wouldn’t say it to your face, but you were fucked. It was a lot of assignments and so little time. “Oh, Mija,” he cooed. “No wonder you’ve been locked up in your room!”

You let out a small sob, and your dad pulled you in for a hug, “I don’t know what to do,” you sobbed. “I’ve been working nonstop on my assignments since Thursday, I barely got any sleep over the weekend. I’m so tired, Dad.”

“Mija, how come you didn’t tell me?” he asked.

“I didn’t want to bother you,” you sobbed into his shirt.

He let out a disappointed sigh, rubbing your back gently. “Mija, you’re never bothering me when it comes to these things, you know I’d rather you tell me than you be all stressed out.”

You let go of the embrace, wiping your nose with the sleeve of your shirt, “I didn’t want you to feel stressed. I know you had a long weekend with all the press you had to do.”

“Just because I have to stand in front of a camera and answer a few questions for a duration of time, doesn’t mean you can’t tell me these things. You come first in my life, if there is something you need help with I want you to tell me. I’ll make arrangements,” he gently wiped away the tears on your face with his thumbs.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered.

It was beginning to all make sense, why you hadn’t come out of your room and why you were always yawning around him. He was slowly starting to believe that you thought he was boring.

“It’s okay, but from now on you tell me if you need help, okay?” You gave him a small nod, and he placed a kiss on your forehead. “Alright,” he began, “this is what we’re going to do. I’m going to go to your school tomorrow and ask for extensions on your assignments, you are also going to take the night off. That means no more working on these assignments for the night, okay?”

“But-”

“No buts or ifs about it, senorita!” He said sternly but with a smile on his face. “Tomorrow when you get home from school we’re going to work on your assignments together, Okay?” You nodded, “Now go change into your pajamas and hop into bed and wait for me.”

“What about dinner?”

“Go!”

You rolled your eyes and jumped off the stool, your dad placed a quick kiss on your cheek before you walked off.

“Aye esta nina,” he muttered to himself as he watched you walk down the hall. He couldn’t believe that you tried to hide this from him, especially since you told him almost everything. But it was okay, he was going to make sure you got the help you needed for your assignments.

After a few minutes, Pedro carried two plates with him to your room. You were already laying down under the covers when he walked in, “thought you were going to send me to bed without dinner,” you commented.

He chuckled, “Nope, we’re having dinner in bed,” he stated, placing one of the plates on the bedside table before handing you the other plate. He laid down beside you, grabbing his plate. Your dad grabbed the remote that was on the bedside table, “alright, what are we watching?” You shrugged, “Paddington 2?”

You groaned in annoyance, “Not Paddington 2, I already feel shitty, I don’t wanna feel shitty and sad.”

“Alright, alright, no Paddington 2. Even though it’s a masterpiece.” You rolled your eyes at his comment, “I know!” He exclaimed.

You watched as he began to put in the letters in the search bar, “Bridesmaids?”

“It’s a classic!”

You couldn’t help but let out a small laugh, “alright, I can agree with that.”

You were quick to finish your dinner, laying your head on your dad's shoulder as the sound of his laughter slowly drifted you to sleep.

Pedro wasn’t sure when you had fallen asleep and he wouldn’t have noticed if it wasn’t for your snores. He smiled to himself as he gently moved you so you were in a better position on the bed. He grabbed the plate from your lap before attempting to leave the bed, but he felt a tug on his sleeve.

“Don’t leave,” you muttered in your sleep.

He sighed, “I’ll be right back,” he whispered. He was quick to go place the dishes in the sink and get into his pajamas before heading back to your bedroom.

He got back into the bed, “Cuddle, por fav.” (please)

He chuckled, you hadn’t asked to cuddle since you were little and he had missed it if he was honest. “Alright,” he said as he lifted his arm so you could lay beside him. He placed another kiss on your forehead, “Go mimis, mija, I’ll be right here.” That was all you needed. You were safe in his arms and you knew that you could get a good night's rest now. Your assignments could wait one day. Your dad moved a strand of hair out of your face, “my stubborn girl,” he whispered.

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dopamineeymineymoo · 11 months

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suspension bridges || ghost x f!medic!reader

synopsis: you are an army doctor, callsign salvi, who had been on the field for even before you'd gotten that title. you'd been reassigned into task force 1-4-1 after your own taskforce had dissolved when it'd fulfilled its duty. you're a familiar face to multiple operators within the taskforce. one of them knows you for far longer than the rest.

warnings: medical inaccuracies, army inaccuracies, some medical jargon, some gore, implied medical procedures, inexperienced writer, more tags to be added as we go

author's note before we begin: I’m writing this to destress from the gruelling pressure of academics– i'm not a professional, but i do study some of the stuff i mention, specifically on the health-allied colleges; there is also the fact that I’m not from the west side of the world so I know jack shit on the actual mode of operations (except in theory, because that’s what I’m learning ATM). This isn’t meant to be accurate, these are just dumbed-down versions of stuff I already know– i might learn more stuff later on so I might add it onto the thing later on]

[this is part 1], [part 2], [part 3 to be posted]

2022

When your Task Force dissolved, with multiple members having dispersed to different tasks and duties, the different offices within the old base had been dispersed into various different locations. You had been given privilege. It wasn’t really within the higher-up’s control to assign you to a different base.

Overall, it had been awfully easy to convince you. Price knew his cards, knew the people he was pulling. It made sense that the task force he’d organized would have good chemistry.

It was amusing. Familiar faces are always a fun thing.

There's no rest for the wicked, is what you often hear. It always applies to people in your line of work, being both a savior of lives and its taker.

Of course, there's no better ice-breaker or introduction into the field than an emergency evac. The first time you'd been called into your new base had been when duty calls. There were some familiar faces on the team of medics you'd been assigned with, brief introductions and ranks were exchanged, and it's off to work.

Squeaks is one. A familiar face, one you'd worked with before albeit very briefly.

"Give 'em hell, doc." she'd said when you'd stepped into the ramp of the aircraft.

And hell you did give. It wasn’t an infrequent occurrence with your line of work where you had to be pulled out of your station to hop onto an aircraft to retrieve injured soldiers.

It’s been less than a week, about three days since you’d been reunited with some of your old patients, until your new patients ended up becoming recent.

“Reports as of ten minutes ago state that seven alert out of twelve, four obtunded, one is stuporous.” You take note, knowing that the rest of your team are listening in. Transcriptions of comms had been sent to you with data having already been filtered out appropriately. Need-to-know, is what it meant.

You eye two people, and in order call them out by their surnames. “Squeaks and Trinity, you’re on triage.”

“Yes Captain.”

“Reyes, Smith, Aisling, you deal with the seven. Make sure they don’t bleed out and add to the less pleasant numbers.” You move past them as they move to their station on the aircraft. “Body transfers to the cots are on Jones and Brown. Take them off the soldiers’ hands– keep them off too if there are any with cold feet.”

“The rest of us– two people require immediate intervention. One of them is in shock.” She hums, looking down at transcripts. “There were originally sixteen soldiers.” They knew what that meant. Two were KIA.

When the aircraft arrives in the landing zone, you and your team get into motion immediately. You help Jones and Brown in transferring the soldiers who can’t walk. Two soldiers that you don’t know personally help with setting the rest of the ones who need help walking inside the cot.

The one who was stuporous had fallen into a coma, but with a working pulse, and the four had varying levels of prognosis at the current assessment.

You’re used to this. The speed, the quickness in thinking and the steadiness while you work under these less-than-favorable circumstances. You’ve worked through worse, but that’s not a mindset you should get used to. Makes you complacent. There’s no room for complacency in this place.

“Captain Salvi!” Squeaks calls, “Five out of sixteen aren’t on the vehicle.” You hear.

You curse under your breath, “Squeaks, take over.” You wait for them to shuffle over and take over with keeping the soldier alive, before pulling back to walk towards the seven who were sat at the sides. From Squeaks, you take the tablet and swipe through the updated charts.

They’d reported the four missing names, reported well but unable to make it to exfil for whatever reason.

They all stand in attention– all who can, that is. “At ease.” You tell them. “Where are your superiors.”

One steps forward, “Ma’am, they’ve told us to head to exfil ahead of them.” He tells you. “They’re moving to another base, picked up by allies in Mexico.”

You raise your eyebrows. “Mexico?”

“That’s all we’re aware of as of now, ma’am.”

You breathe. Something's up, then. Your attention is called by the pilot in front. "Laswell's on comms." He'd said.

"Patch me in?"

“Watcher 1 to Echo 1-6, do you copy?”

“Solid copy, Watcher-1.” You retort, and look back at the soldiers before you. “Heal well, boys.” You say before backing off and walking back to the front of the plane.

There’s a crackle on Laswell’s end, before she proceeds. “Price needs you ASAP, but there’s no time for RTB. You clear for an impromptu mission?”

You curse under your breath. Not so much as an introduction. Is this how it's going to be? “Always.” You tell her. You're no stranger to these emergencies. “Not as much as a debrief, huh?”

“I’d say sorry, but you know how it is.”

“No rest for the wicked.” You say. “Think I can join them before they get picked up by Mexican Special Forces?”

“I’ll tell the pilot in advance to drop you off for RV.” Laswell tells you. “Watcher-1 out.”

You walk over to the cockpit, placing a hand on the seat. The other hand reaches for your ear piece to switch channels so you can speak with the pilot. “You got the coordinates?” You ask, and with the confirmation, you continue. “Don’t land. I’ll prep for HALO.” You tell him. “Three of them need immediate attention. I don’t want them dead on arrival.”

“Copy.” The pilot replies. You back away, and head towards the hamper where you check your kit twice for anything you’d need. While you were in charge of MedEvac, you knew the risks. As long as you were beyond the line of fire, there’s still always that chance of attack.

In this case, you were the attacker.

“Approaching RV point.” You hear in your ear. “Prepare for HALO.” High Altitude, Low Opening. You’re hoping that it’s dark enough that no one will notice the parachute– then again, this isn’t the first time you’ve done this.

Trinity walks over to you. “Captain–”

“Report to Brown. I’m headed off.” You shrug on the pack, and head towards the ramp. Before that, though, you turn to your team. Most of which are paying attention to you as you walk.

“Scott, Hudson, support with transfers.” You call, and the two of them nod. Their physique will help Brown and Jones with transferring the patients into gurneys with both haste and cautiousness.

Squeaks and Trinity approach you as you all move out of the aircraft, handing you their digitally inputted evaluations. You read through them as you move, swiping through the tablet as you read through the list. “That’s about it. Are we clear?” They all affirm.

You get a signal from the pilots. That’s all you need before you approach the ramp and drop in.

***

2001

It was a Saturday when Sergeant Simon Riley had first been forced on Medical Leave of Absence. This was on the insistence of the base’s, refusing to give him clearance until he’s deemed better, where he’d been assigned to a rehabilitation clinic not too far from his current place of stay– fortunately not too far from base.

The previous mission was bad– certainly not the worst that has happened, especially not the worst to come, but it was bad.

When the paperwork for the leave was undergoing process and Simon had been forced to confine himself to med within base, the perpetrator as to why he’d gotten hurt had been very accommodating to his whims– not that Simon had many of them, but the one who was supposed to receive the bullets (plural) that took Simon down. Doesn’t matter anymore– no man left behind, and all that.

You know what they say about people torn into bad situations– you should have seen the other guy is what he would have said if he had been in a lighter mood.

Except he’d damaged his peroneal nerve in the process.

Fortunately it’s something easy to get back from, but that’s with rehabilitation. Hence, where he’d first met you.

“Hello, Sergeant Riley.” You say, eyes twinkling with mirth and without that jaded look that he’d grown so used to witnessing in people within this line of work. You introduce yourself, first with your name. “I’m the one assigned to looking after your progression with your injuries– ultimately, medical clearance isn’t up to me, but anything I report goes into consideration. Anything you want to ask?”

“How long ‘til I’d get this off?”

“According to your chart–” you look through his charts. “Some weeks.” You hum, impressed at the prognosis. “Medical will clear you then– higher ups seem insistent in getting you back, huh?”

“I’m a good shot.” He tells you. “Some weeks, then– you any good in cuttin’ it down, Lieutenant?”

You laugh, waving in front of him. “Well, if you don’t fuck up your own injuries. Sure. Got a good prognosis anyway, considering the shit you’ve been through.” Then you remind him again to call you by your name. “And fortunately for you, your ass landed in my expert care.” There was a grin on your face as you told him that.

Overwhelming confidence in this. Infallible.

He’d been told that his injury hadn’t been so severe that it’d take him out of commission any time soon, but he’d been uncertain about that. It had been near damned frustrating to be so vulnerable. The injury is no scratch–that’s a huge chunk of his lateral knee fractured by the bullet, taking the nerve with it. While the medics had said otherwise, he just didn’t think someone could just regain proper function out of it again.

So when that stubborn pessimism is met with that near-blinding optimism–

It was hard not to believe in your confidence, and that was considering that Simon knew not to believe in good things.

The first day was for initial evaluation. You’d told him that you wouldn’t begin with all the exercises and stretching just yet. He’d been compliant.

For the first day, that is.

***

2022

Upon landing, you waste no time in moving towards RV. You made sure that there’d be no one following you, putting on the nightvision equipment you’d taken from the team that was pulled out for medevac. With a rifle in your hand, you traverse to the agreed upon location.

Only, you don’t exactly find them there.

“Bravo 0-6, this is Salvi, how copy?” You say into your comm, listening for the radio for any response. “Echo 1-6 to Bravo Team, how copy?” You wait about two seconds before your mouth opens to ask again, once more before you radio Laswell.

“Bravo-06 to Salvi, solid copy.” Price’s voice cracks on the radio, and you breathe out a sigh of relief. “Just got… held back a bit.”

“Give me a sitrep, Price.” You question, continuing to move around so that you aren’t a sitting duck at the RV point. “There’s no one in RV.”

There’s a chuckle on the other line. “We’re on the way, got held back for first aid. Someone decided to be stubborn and skip on the medevac.”

“Damn.” You hiss under your breath, word caught by the comm. “Based on the data I’ve got, there’s only the four of you– Captain Price, Lieutenant Riley, Sergeant Mactavish and Sergeant Garrick. Is that correct?”

“Affirmative.”

“Price, you aren’t injured are you?”

“Nope.”

“Good. I have a lot of choice words, then.” You say into the comms, knowing that the rest of them are listening. You were of a higher rank than the rest of them, which means that you can easily berate whoever got himself hurt and didn’t jump on medevac.

“Hell Runneth Loose.” Gaz utters under his breath, joining on the comms.

“That’s what I’m here for, Garrick.” You say. “Give me a location, set the RV at a midpoint so I can get a look at it.”

“Exfil would be further out.” Price points out.

“I have two working legs, Captain. I can use them.” You retort. “Details.” It was less of a request and more of a demand.

He tells you, and you move quick and silently towards the agreed upon location. It’s an abandoned building with a lot of debris, but standing strong enough for it to serve as a good and safe temporary camp.

You arrive first, so you scout the area for any hostiles that might be at site. There are none, fortunately, so it seems that whatever they had to deal with further West of the area hasn’t reached this place. Has to be one hell of a trip, if that’s the case.

“Echo 1-6 to Bravo Team, no sign of hostiles in the area.” You say with finality into the comm. “We’re clear.”

“Copy that Echo 1-6.”

You keep watch, keeping an eye on the perimeter in case the situation changes. Fortunately, it doesn’t, and it remains to be clear. “Approaching RV.” You hear a familiar voice on the comms.

But there’s the distinct sound of something that whizzes fast, piercing through air. You immediately duck, lowering yourself so that the wall could hide you from wherever the attack comes from. “Bravo Team coming in hot!”

“Couldn’t fucking warn me you’d had tangos comin’ over?” You hiss, raising your gun towards the perimeter, at the general direction from where you know they’d be coming from.

“A very recent development, in my defense.” Price hisses. “There’s not many, it’s manageable. You in a position to snipe, lass?”

“Affirm.” You tell him. “Get in the building, Cap, I’ve got overwatch.” You set up quick, shooting from the top of the building. You pray to whatever’s still left up there that they’ve got no RPGs– this building is doomed to fall in on itself and that’s just with the bullets encasing on already fragile wall.

And it wasn't likely, anyway. On foot, having gear like that is unlikely.

You take down as many assailants as you can, registering in your head who are friendlies by attire alone. Not usual protocol, given that you can’t be certain how positive your i.d. is of the people trailing so close to one group, but you can be certain at least that the one with the bucket hat is price and the rest that he’s allowing within his proximity are friendlies.

They come up the building, taking position and securing the area.

A hulking figure is placed beside you, heavy with a thump against the wall. You look up, seeing that it was Sergeant Mactavish who’d placed the patient on your side.

You turn your head towards Sergeant Mactavish, whose eyes shift between yourself, Ghost, and the battlefield. “Sergeant Mactavish-- pleasure to meet ya." You smile. "Hell of a first meeting, huh?"

"I'd say." Soap grins. "Need any help?"

"You take overwatch while I patch him up.”

Soap nods, shifting to take your position. “Roger that, Doc Sal.”

You didn’t need to look twice to be certain who it was that he’d dropped into your hands.

“I’d say it’s a pleasure seeing you again, Ghost,” You start with a smile. “But I believe that these are less than pleasant circumstances.”

The man leaned against the wall, debris falling between you both. He eyes you for a moment, before looking away and back to the battlefield. He huffs, not that you can hear it, and tilts his head forward in a nod. “Gotta stop meetin’ like this, y’reckon?”

You nod, “Line of fire seems to love you out there.” There’s a joke in there, a reference to a mission together once before. “Where are you hit, Lieutenant?”

“Left lumbar– just a graze.”

“Nice of you to be specific this time.” You quip, opening your pack to get the materials you need.

“Learned my lesson.”

“Whoever taught you must have ripped you a new one, huh?” There's amusement in your voice. "Hold still."

"I'd say." Soap grins. "Need any help?"

"You take overwatch while I patch him up.”

Soap nods, shifting to take your position. “Roger that, Doc Sal.”

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dreamcatchers-husband · 2 years

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Make It Work

Male Reader X Ive Ahn Yujin

Length:9600+

Tags: Bratty GF. Creampie

TW:Bullying.

A/n- Happy birthday to both Yujin and myself. I will admit this is some of my worst work but still ok with the final product. Hope you enjoy it

Popularity. That one term is something that can be found all around us. Just think about it, even in jobs people can have a big group of friends and be pretty popular with all of their coworkers. Musical artists depend on popularity at times to get awards and such. These examples just show that it can come to be in a lot of things.

One of the places you currently were, focused quite a bit on popularity, college. Making your way through the hallways you could hear the various voices of your classmates, and their plans for the weekend. Within the mix of plans was the sound of laughter as people took a glance at you.

Being on the poorer side of life you were commonly seen in inexpensive clothes and shoes. The backpack you had had a small hole on the top but still did its job well. Even with the lack of money in your life, you were still happy with things.

Entering your classroom, you made your way to the back of the class and set down your things. Taking out your materials for the class you looked at the time, seeing there was a minute left till class started. A sudden influx of your classmates Emerged as they ran into the classroom to avoid getting scolded.

At the end of the line of people entering was the final group of students, the popular ones. Everyone took a glance at them as they entered. These girls were every guy’s dream girl, and all The girls were jealous.

Ryujin, Nayeon, and finally The most popular of them all, Ahn Yujin despite being the youngest of the bunch quickly made a name for herself as a track star as well as having immense beauty.

As the girls take their seats a couple of rows in front of your seat, you could feel the mock looking most of those girls gave you. Finally, your professor entered and commenced a boring lecture on organic chemistry. After an excruciatingly long time, you found it was nearly the end of class. At that time your professor cleaned the chalkboard and looked at you all.

“Now we are reaching the end of the first semester so I think a presentation is the best way to end it.”

The sound of complaints began to fill the room as your professor raised her hand to make you all stop.

“Yeah yeah yeah. I will be assigning partners so meet up after class and get started. The documents I will hand out will have your partner’s name on top. Please have it ready to share with the class in two weeks.”

At the time your professor began to hand out the papers which took a while with a large class but finally, she arrived at your table and handed you your instructions and topic. On top, you saw the name of your partner, Ahn Yujin. A smile filled your face as you saw who it was.

The sound of the bell rings in your ears as the stampede of students begins to leave the classroom. Seeing your partner was about to leave you stood up and made your way over to her and her friends. Ryujin at that time saw you walking over and rolled her eyes.

“The fuck do you want idiot?”

“Oh excuse me. Sorry for interrupting but Yujin, did you see we are partners for the presentation?”

“Oh yes, I did Hajoon. Should we start later today?”

“Yeah, that’s perfectly fine. I will let you know where to meet up. Have a good rest of your day ladies.”

“Yeah, whatever.”

Ignoring the rude attitude you made your way to the door and looked back at the group of girls. As Nayeon and Ryujin were looking away Yujin faced you and sent you a wink. Your face filled with a smile as that helped you get the rest of your school day over with.

Arriving at your little 2001 Toyota Camry, you made the trek to your apartment, suffering through the city traffic for an extra Thirty minutes until you arrived home. Parking your car in the lot you made the walk over to the front door and entered the complex. Your apartment was on the first floor so the walk to your door was short. Putting in your passcode you heard the familiar beep of acceptance into your humble abode.

Just like the rest of your stuff this home was nothing fancy, just something small you could afford working your ass off after school most days. The feeling of removing your shoes after a long day is one of the best as you throw on your slippers, and walk into the kitchen. Opening the fridge you pull out a box of cold chicken and throw it on a plate.

A familiar buzz fills the air as you put the plate and the microwave and start to heat your dinner. Two minutes later, you hear the beep from the microwave. Pulling on the handle, steam begins to flow out as you put your hand on the plate and pull it out.

Running to the living room, you put the plate down on the table before you ended up with little burns on your fingers. You were happy the table already had a water bottle so a trip back to the kitchen wasn’t required.

Grabbing the remote you turned on the tv and placed it back down. The smell of your reheated chicken got to you quickly, so you dug into your food. Sure, reheated food didn’t taste as good as freshly cooked chicken from the shop but what can you do when you need to save money?

Despite your attention being on your food and the Korean variety show in front of you, the sound of your front door opening got your attention. Either way, you kept enjoying your meal and watching tv. Footsteps came from the hallway as they got closer and closer until you felt someone sit next to you on the couch.

A hand enters your field of vision as it grabs a piece of chicken and takes it away. All you could do is laugh a bit as you felt a head lay on your shoulder. The crunch from the chicken echoed in your ear as the person kept eating. Soon the bone from that piece of chicken lands on the plate as the hand goes for another piece.

“Are you gonna keep eating my food Yujin?”

“I’ll order more Oppa.”

Rolling your eyes, you just laughed and signaled to her that she could take more. A giggle left her mouth as she grabbed more chicken and pulled out her phone to order more.

“There, more chicken ordered Oppa.”

“Thank you giant puppy.”

Feeling Yujin move her head off your shoulder, you turned your head to face her and saw she was puckering her lips at you. Putting your lips on hers filled your stomach with butterflies every time. Guess your girlfriend just had that effect on you. Perhaps it’s best to explain everything.

Flashback one and a half years ago

Senior year of high school. It was the start of the school year and you found yourself sitting in your classroom getting your homework ready to give in. As the rest of the students came into the classroom, an energetic puppy came running to her seat which was next to you.

“Morning Oppa!”

“Good morning Yujin. Let’s go, pull out your homework.”

With a full smile, Yujin pulled out her blank sheet of homework and started copying your answers. This has been the relationship for the first few weeks of the school year. Some people might assume that she was taking advantage of you but Yujin never actually asked you to copy your work, you offered.

Once Yujin finished copying your homework, you placed your papers in front of you and faced her once more.

“So how did your night go? Were you busy?”

“Oh, it wasn’t so bad. I had work and then I went home to rest and finish my homework.”

“Are you sure you aren’t tired? Do you want to take a nap?”

“I’m ok for now. I will take one at lunchtime.”

Even at this age, you came from a poor family. They ran a small tobboki stand farther away from the city. Your parents always wanted you to have the best education so they saved and saved for years, getting you into a nice high school in the city. You did live quite far away so moving into the city was the best option for you but you didn’t want to put any more trouble on your mom and dad so you worked enough to get a small room for yourself.

At that time you saw the teacher walk into the classroom. Everyone then stood up and bowed toward the teacher and class began. Despite being exhausted, you made it through the class until the bell rang for lunch. As everyone left the room, you just put your head down on the table and closed your eyes.

Not even a minute passes as a group of students come back into the room and begin to mess around. The room is usually empty at this time but it happened every once in a while so standing up, you made your way to the backup sleeping spot you have.

The steps up the stairs felt heavier and heavier the closer you got to the top. Finally, at the door, you pulled out a spare key you had to the roof and put it in the key slot. You couldn’t help but notice any resistance as you turned the key as if it wasn’t locked in the first place.

As you pushed the door open, you made your way over to the only source of shade up there. Getting closer and closer you couldn’t help but see Yujin sitting there eating.

“Oh, Yujin. How did you get up here?”

“Oh, it was just open. I was looking for a quiet spot to just enjoy my lunch.”

It honestly seemed a bit surprising as Yujin was constantly surrounded by people being the star of the track team.

Now, most people at this school seemed to come from money and treated you like an illness. They avoided you like crazy. The only one who was nice to you was Yujin since you helped her with her little homework issue before but she was very popular.

“Oh well, I guess I can go find another spot to sleep.”

“No no no! I remember you saying you were gonna sleep during lunch so you can sit here too.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah. Just don’t mind me.”

Accepting Yujin’s invitation you take a seat in the shade and close your eyes instantly. You aren’t sure how much time passed as your nose began to pick up the smell of food. When your stomach growled, you heard a giggle come from next to you.

“Here, take a bit of my sandwich.”

Feeling hungry, you didn’t even argue and ate it as soon as it was placed in your hand. Soon the bell run and it was time for class once more. Standing up, Yujin and yourself made it back to class and got ready to learn more.

Surprisingly, this routine became normal for the next two weeks as you both went up and goofed around and shared your lunch. As much as you enjoyed this, you're still curious about why she spent time with you up here.

“Yujin. Why do you keep coming up here and talking to me? Shouldn’t you be hanging out with your other friends?”

Silence filled the air until Yujin spoke up.

“Sometimes being rich and popular isn’t everything you think it to be. To be honest sure it’s fun but it can be loud at times. I enjoy the silence up here but I also enjoy talking to you. Sure I love my friends but you are more down to earth than the others.”

Hearing that she enjoyed talking to you made you happy. Your heart almost jumped out of your chest as you felt Yujin’s hand touch your own.

“Oppa. These past few weeks where you helped me and we got to know each other have been amazing and you don’t look at me like some of the other guys do. You talk with me and joke with me, and I ended up slowly falling for you.”

You were surprised at the words that left Yujin’s mouth but the action that took the cake was a kiss on your lips. The kiss was quick but electrifying. As Yujin looked at you nervously but you already knew what to do.

“Yujin. We are going on a date tonight.”

That smile Yujin had become one of your fav things to ever look at. As time passed, your relationship grew as she became your girlfriend. A few months passed and you were up on the roof, as usual, eating your lunch. The sudden sound of the door opening got both of your attention as you let go of her hand and pulled out some papers you had. Seeing the janitor you both calm down as you put the papers away again.

“Yujin. Why do we have to keep pretending like I’m tutoring you? Why can’t we tell people that we are dating?”

“Oppa I told you. First, my parents won’t accept you and neither will my friends.”

“Yujin, why is being popular so important to you?”

For months Yujin had avoided this question but you were finally asking it Seriously to her and she knew it was time to talk.

“All of middle school. I was taller than others and had these thick glasses. I wasn’t constantly made fun of and it hurt me a lot. My father was a man of money and learned of what was happening so he got me a makeover and made sure I became popular with nice things and looked my best. High school is where I managed to finally impress others mostly with my track skills. I was bothered for so long and I never want to go back to that. It’s one of the worst feelings ever. My dad only wants me around people with great status to make him look good as well.”

All of that was a lot to take in but you could understand Yujin a bit as people treated you badly. Pulling Yujin in for a hug you kissed her on the forehead and held her for a bit.

“Ok ok, I get it. We can keep our relationship a secret as long as you swear it won’t affect us in the long run.”

“I promise Oppa, it won’t.”

End of flashback

And that’s how you ended up with Yujin. For the past year and a half, you have been dating in secret, with almost no one knowing about you and her.

Does hiding your relationship get annoying at times? Yes, it does but you love this girl a lot so you put up with it. There have been times such as when Yujin had to ignore you because her friends purposely didn’t head in your direction. Little things have been building up your anger but you hope to forget all of these things soon.

“So how was the rest of your school day?”

“It was ok. Long but tiring. Plus we have to soon start working on that presentation.”

“We can get it done in just Two days. We are both smart enough to do it.”

“Can we start tomorrow though? I’m just so tired today.”

“Yeah, that’s fine. So are you ready for next week?“

“What’s next week again?”

You looked at her a bit confused but she saw your face and laughed.

“You should have seen your face. Of course, I would remember your birthday Oppa especially since we share it. Plus I’m gonna be meeting your parents finally.”

“I thought you had forgotten for a second. My parents are excited to meet you. I mean they are excited to see the girl who stole their son’s heart.”

“Well I’m very excited to meet them but I do have to ask, are you sure you don’t want me to pay for the dinner? I know it’s a bit of an expensive restaurant, you are taking your parents and me. Plus it’s my birthday also.”

“It’s fine sweetheart. I have been saving up just for this and I want you to just enjoy yourself. Just make sure to get yourself dolled up that day.”

“That I can do. And then maybe after our birthday, we can spend the rest of the night doing other activities.”

The sudden feeling of Yujin’s hand over your cock makes you chuckle a bit as your belt begins to come undone.

Six days pass as it’s the day before the birthday dinner. Currently, you found yourself at work washing dishes at a small noodle shop. Once the dishes were dried, you brought them out to a small table near the cooking station and looked around. Today was a quiet day that you normally didn’t work but since you were gonna take tomorrow off you figured you would work another day to make up for it.

“Hajoon? Can you pass three bowls please?”

Grabbing the bowls, you handed them to your coworker as she started to plate her food.

“Need some help hyewon?”

“Can you carry these 2 bowls of Japache to the older couple over there? I’ll bring this one to the kid there as well.”

“You got it, boss!”

Grabbing the bowls of food, you made your way over to the table and set them down in front of the older couple.

“Two bowls of Japchae. Hyewon will be over soon with the- oh never mind she’s already here.”

As Hyewon set down the food in front of the child, the kid quickly grabbed his fork and began to dig into his food. Everyone began to laugh as the older couple picked up their forks.

“Thank you for the food. How are you two doing today?”

The Kim couple had been here a couple of times already so they knew your name but not much more about you two.

“Oh, we are doing well. Not many customers today so we have been enjoying a bit of downtime.”

“Well, I’m glad it’s not crazy for the two of you. Especially Hyewon. A pretty girl like her shouldn’t be going crazy with work.”

Hyewon giggled a bit hearing that.

“Don’t worry, I enjoy my job plus it’s a family business. Well, family and Hajoon.”

You rolled your eyes at that joke but laughed along with everyone else.

“Well, I can be a full family business if you get married to Hajoon.”

You were very surprised by that statement but the giggles from Hyewon brought you back to reality.

“Well as handsome and great of a person Hajoon is, he is also taken.”

“Awe, that's a shame but I hope Hajoon is very happy.”

“Well, she’s a great girl.”

“Well, I’m glad. Ok, we are going to continue eating our meals and let you two get back to it.”

“Sounds good. Enjoy!”

Saying your little farewell, the two of you go to the back room and take a seat. Sure, working was a pain but you are glad you are working here and became friends with Hyewon.

“So your birthday is tomorrow. Since you are taking it off I’m guessing you have plans?”

“Oh yeah. My parents are coming into town for my birthday and I am treating them as well as Yujin to a nice dinner.”

“Nice where are you going?”

“Soignè.”

“Wow, fancy! I’ve heard amazing things about that place and I also heard about the prices.”

“Well, only the best for the most important people in my life.”

“I’m insulted that I'm not included in this group of people.

“I-I”

“I’m joking.”

A small sigh left your mouth as hyewon just laughed.

“Hyewon. You are very important in my life. You’re my best friend. I would invite you to come as well but I just don’t have enough money.”

“Yah Hajoon, I told you I was joking but I do appreciate you calling me your best friend. You happen to be one of mine as well.”

At that time you feel Hyewon lay her head on your shoulder and relax. To some, it would seem as if Hyewon was making a bit of a move and you would agree if you didn’t happen to know Hyewon’s girlfriend, Eunbi.

“How are things going with you and Yujin?”

“It’s ok. The same old as usual.”

Your face must have seemed a bit different as you felt Hyewon give you a side hug.

“I know it’s hard for you with this type of relationship you have with Yujin but I’m sure it will get better eventually.”

“I love her but it can get so hard. I’m hoping this dinner with my parents makes me so happy I can forget the other stuff.”

“Yeah look at the bright side. Your parents will meet her and maybe that will act as a catalyst to being more open with your relationship. Plus you need to introduce her to me as well.”

“I will, I will.”

The sound of the door opening got your attention as a group of people walked in, time to get back to work.

“We can talk about my dinner next time.”

“Sounds good.”

Getting back to work helped distract you from the nervousness you were feeling about dinner tomorrow. You hope it goes well.

The next day comes as you manage to get through your school day easily. You found yourself at home changing into a nice suit. You currently were fumbling around with a tie as you never really put them on before. Lucky for you YouTube videos were life savers. After successfully putting on your tie, you made your way to the living room and grabbed your stuff.

Leaving your apartment, you made it to your car and hopped in. The drive was quite uneventful as you spent the whole time rehearsing how to properly introduce Yujin. Before you know it, your vehicle is arriving in the parking lot and you put it in a spot.

Everyone else agreed to meet up with you at the restaurant so you decided to just enter and wait for them at the table. Entering the restaurant, you felt very out of place as fancy things weren't normal in your life. The small glances people have you didn’t help either as you made it to the hostess's table.

“Good evening sir. Do you have a reservation?”

“Yes, I do actually. Party of four under Un Hajoon.”

The sound of typing hits your ears as the woman looks up your reservation on the computer.

“Ah, I see your reservation right here. Is the rest of your party joining you later?”

“Yes, they will. Is it ok if I wait at my table?”

“Of course. Just follow me and we will bring them to your table when they come.”

Following the hostess, you made your way over to a nice table with 4 seats. As she pointed at the table, you took a seat and looked back at her.

“Thank you so much.”

“Of course. Enjoy your dinner sir.”

Now you just have to wait for your guests. At that time a happy-looking girl came over and brought you a glass of water.

“Hi I’m Tsuki and I will be your waitress today! I see you are waiting for a few more people so I brought you water and here is a menu. I will come over again in a few minutes to see if you need anything.”

“Oh perfect. Thank you, Tsuki.”

The small girl then bowed at you and walked away. Picking the menu up, you began to look over the items they had until you heard your phone begin to ring. Taking it out of your pocket you see it’s your mother.

“Hey, mom!”

“Happy birthday Hajoon.”

“Thanks, mom. Are you guys almost here?”

“That’s what I was calling to tell you. The car broke down and we can’t make it.”

“What? Did you guys start the drive and it broke down?

“Yeah, it did. Luckily the tow truck could bring us back home since we were only 30 mins into the drive.”

“Well, I’m just glad you could make it back home. It’s ok that you can’t make it. We can just do this next year.”

“We promise to make it up to you as soon as we can. Make sure to tell Yujin we are sorry as well. We were looking forward to meeting her as well.”

“Yeah, I will tell her. I know she was looking forward to meeting you guys as well.”

“Don’t worry we will meet her. Just make sure to have a great birthday ok sweetie?”

“I will mom. Love you and tell dad I hope he gets the car fixed.”

“Will do. Have a good night.”

As your call ends, Tsuki makes her way over and smiles at you.

“Would you like to put in some appetizers or something before your friends arrive?

“Um well, you can bring whatever you recommend. Just one thing is fine.”

“Yeah definitely. I will bring these nice sea bass squares we have. That’s not the name but I call them that.”

You liked this girl's playful energy and agreed with what she recommended. As she walked away you picked up your phone and looked at the time. It was 7:30, the time Yujin was supposed to come.

“I wonder where she is.”

A few minutes pass as Tsuki comes back over with the appetizer and places it in front of you.

“I hope you enjoy this. I will come over to check up on you in a bit.”

“Thank you, Tsuki.”

An hour passes as you sit there with an empty plate. You can’t help but wonder where Yujin is but you want to give her the benefit of the doubt. Once it reaches four hours of waiting and several ignored phone calls, your spirits are down. Your day already sucked with your parents not being able to come but Yujin just not coming broke you. It was supposed to be a special day and she was just gone. Your thoughts are broken as you hear a cough next to you. It’s Tsuki.

“Um I’m sorry but we are going to be closing up soon. Would you want to put in any food?”

“N-No. Just the check is fine.”

As Tsuki puts down the check, you see the price and just take out a large sum of cash and hand it to her.

“Thank you. And I’m sorry no one came.”

“I-It’s ok. Have a good night.”

You aren’t sure how but you were soon in your vehicle just sitting there, sad about what happened. Picking up your phone you decide to just hop online and see if anything can cheer you up a bit. That hope is soon shattered as your Instagram feed is full of pictures and videos from a party. At the center of all those was your girlfriend Yujin. She left you alone for a party. As you read the captions you saw that the party was being held in the south campus dorms. A sudden rush of anger filled your body as you start your car and make your way there.

The 20 min drive felt short as you parked your car on the street and made your way towards the building. The sound of blaring dance music echoed throughout your ears as you began to see the crowds of people surrounding the dorm rooms. These parties get so wild that campus security doesn’t even bother anymore with stopping them.

“Who invited him?”

“God they let anyone come too these parties huh?”

“What kind of idiot goes to a college party with a suit on?”

Today was not the day to be hearing those things so you glared at them and they looked away. The music nearly shattered your eardrums as you entered the building. All around your fellow schoolmates were dancing and drinking, as the glares continued to come your way.

Up on the wall, you could see a banner that said Happy birthday, and right under it were Yujin and some of her friends. Making your way over, you finally made it close to Yujin and tapped on her shoulder. When Yujin turned around you told her to follow you with signs and she nodded her head.

Walking a bit in front of her you looked back and saw her friends telling her to not follow you but Yujin just shook her head and made her way over to you. Making your way to what seemed to be an empty hallway, you turned toward Yujin and gave her an angry look.

“Hey, Oppa! Are you here to pick me up for dinner? I thought we agreed to meet you there?”

“Are you serious Yujin? Have you even looked at the time?”

At that time Yujin pulled out her phone and saw the time, it was almost midnight.

“It was just 5 pm! Where did the time go?”

“Yeah ok. Why were you even at a party in the first place? You knew we had dinner today?”

“Well, the girls threw me a surprise birthday party. What am I supposed to do? Do you know the types of things they would say if I didn’t go to the party?”

“Yujin. I understand not wanting to leave off the bat at the party they threw for you but you could have left and come to dinner. I sat there alone all night!”

“Wait, what about your parents?”

“Their car broke down. I sat there alone hoping my girlfriend would come to join me!”

“Ok, how is it my fault their car broke down?”

“What? I never blamed you for that. I was pissed that my girl never came to our plans.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean that but I just can’t leave all my friends.”

“Wow. You just care about that party and your friends. YOU HAVEN’T EVEN SAID SORRY!”

“Oh. I’m sorry.”

It might have been in a fit of anger or all the pent emotions you had but the words just left your mouth.

“Yujin. I love you but this just isn’t working. As long as you care about your popularity then I don’t see how we can be together. It’s over.”

“What? No, just go get a drink and relax a bit. I’m sure you don’t want to do that.”

“No, I'm done. I-I guess I will see you in class.”

Tears filled both your eyes as you walked away. The music started to get loud once more as you reached the common area. A tap on the shoulder makes you look back, seeing Yujin crying.

“Please no!”

Before you could even get a word out you felt a sudden pain on your face as you fell to the ground. The music stopped as people began to laugh.

“Why the hell are you making the birthday girl cry, you idiot?”

“Kyubok! Leave him alone!”

“Fuck! That hurt.”

Getting back up you glare at the guy and just walk away.

Laughter fills the area as you walk away.

“Yeah get the fuck out of here!”

Once you reach the door you look back and see people surrounding Yujin, offering her drinks and such as she puts on a fake smile. Walking out, you made your way to your vehicle and just left. Guess that’s the end of your relationship.

A couple of days passed as you found yourself avoiding Yujin at all possible times. At school, Yujin would get close to you ready to talk but you just ran away. You also changed the code to your home thinking Yujin would come and try to enter. Your suspicions were right as the first 2 days, your home filled with the sound of her continued knocks.

One of your only places where you could get your mind off of stuff was work.

“Hey, Hajoon. Can you get me some carrots from the fridge?”

“Oh yeah.”

Grabbing the carrots, you walked back over to the Hyewon as she was preparing both of your dinners. Once it was all set you both pulled up some seats and began to eat your meals.

“So. Are you finally ready to talk?”

“Talk about what?”

“The fact that you broke up with Yujin.”

You haven’t spoken up about what happened but Hyewon kept asking constantly, perhaps it was time.

“She went to a party instead of meeting up with me for our dinner.”

“She did what?”

“She didn’t come. She said time got away from her and then I told her she just kept claiming she couldn’t just leave the party and her friends.”

“I’m so sorry Hajoon.”

Hyewon then proceeded to stand up and pull you up for a hug. The hug was warm and much needed.

Pulling a bit away from Hyewon she kept you in her arms as you spoke up.

“Honestly I could have probably forgiven her if she said sorry off the bat. I had to remind her she never said it.”

“Well, you love her. Listen I can’t tell you what to do but if you want to get back with her then do it. Maybe just tell her how you want it to go now instead.”

“We will see. I’m just gonna take a bit more time to myself.”

The sound of the door opening gets your attention as you see a group of people entering the restaurant. At that time you recognize the group of people that came in. It was Ryujin, Naeyeon, Kyubok and Yujin. The look on Yujin’s face was one of pure anger as she saw you in another girl's arms.

“Well well well. Who knew that Hajoon had a girl?”

You were ready to make a statement but Hyewon seemed to stop you.

“Welcome to Kang Noodles. Please take a seat wherever you like and we will be over soon to help you.”

“Yeah ok.”

The attitude coming from Ryujin starts to piss you off but you hold your tongue. As your classmates take a seat you walk over with some glasses of water and Hyewon gives them the Menus.

“We will let you look over the Menus for a bit and be back.”

The sudden feeling of Hyewon grabbing your hand surprises you as she pulls you toward the backroom.

“Wow, I can already tell from the vibes they give that they are assholes. One of the girls gave me such a glare when she came in and sa-“

At that time Hyewon’s eyes shot out of her head and she pushed you.

“That's Yujin isn’t it?”

“How did you know?”

“Please, I saw your phone's Home Screen. It was a picture of you and her.”

“Ugh. Yes, that's her.”

“Are you ok?”

“I’m fine. Let’s just get this over with. I’ll take their order and you cook.”

“Let’s just get them in and out.”

With a nod you made your way over to the table, not noticing a smirk on Hyewon’s face.

Arriving at the table you take out a pen and notepad and look at the group.

“Do you guys know what you would like?”

“Four bowls of Jajamyeong. Bring a couple of draft beers for each of us as well.”

“Four bowls of Jajamyeong and Four draft beers, got it.”

Just as you were about to walk away a clank could be heard as you felt your pants get a bit wet.

“Oops. Sorry.”

Kyubok grins at you. Kneeling to get the glass you pick it up and feel a bit more water on your back and another clank.

“I’m sorry. My hand is so clumsy.”

You could hear the sarcasm in Naeyeon’s voice as she said that. Grabbing the other glass, you went towards Hyewon and gave her the order. A look of anger was on her face as she saw you wet. Hyewon at the time ran to the backroom and grabbed you another shirt and brought it to you.

Next thing you know your shirt is getting pulled up as Hyewon takes it off you and starts to dry your back a bit. The sound of a whistle gets your attention as the group stares at what’s happening.

Taking a small glance at Yujin, you could see her face full of anger as Hyewon put her hands all over you. Throwing the new shirt on, you proceeded to get a mop and clean up the water that was spilled next to the table.

“So Hajoon. How did you land such a hot girl?”

You ignored that question and continued to mop. Once it was dry, you made your way over to the kitchen and saw Hyewon was already plating the food. Grabbing two of the bowls, you made your way back to the table and put them in front of Yujin and Kyubok.

Hyewon then brought the other bowls as well as the beers and put them in front of the others.

“Please enjoy your meals!”

Walking away, you went back to your seats and began to eat once more. Taking a small glance they seemed to be enjoying the food and didn’t bother you guys.

“Oh, You have some sauce on your lips.”

Hyewon then wiped the sauce from your lips with her thumb.

“Hyewon. Why are you acting so weird?”

“How so?”

Hyewon then put her head on your shoulder and looked up at you.

“I’m helping you.”

“Helping me?”

“Getting Yujin jealous.”

“What?”

“Shhhh, just one final thing, and I’m sure she will do anything to get you back.”

“What?”

You suddenly feel a pair of lips meet your cheek as hyewon kisses you. The sudden sound of a chair Moving gets your attention as you look over. Yujin is standing up and walks over angrily. The sudden feeling of someone grabbing your hand surprises you as both you and Hyewon get pulled to the back room.

Once in the backroom you face Yujin and see how angry she is.

“Yujin?”

“I’m guessing you are Hyewon. You should learn not to touch another girl's boyfriend. And you Hajoon. You shouldn’t be letting another girl's lips on your cheek.”

“Yujin. We broke up so you shouldn’t be telling me who shouldn’t be kissing me or not. And sec-“

“No! We can’t break up! Look Oppa I’m sorry for what I did and I regret it. I love you and will do whatever it takes to get you back. These past few days have been horrible. I told you before that you weren’t like others and didn’t care about my popularity. When I’m with you I feel safe and relaxed. You didn’t look at me like other guys, just like a piece of ass. I’m so sorry.”

You had a soft spot for Yujin and the moment you start to see tears leave her eyes you nearly jump to hug her, but it wasn’t enough.

“I will leave you two to talk. It’s nice to see you jealous Yujin. I have a girlfriend so don’t worry about all that.”

Yujin then looks at Hyewon, embarrassed.

“Don’t worry we can have a better first meeting another day.”

“O-Oh ok.”

Once Hyewon leaves the backroom you look at Yujin as she smiles at you.

“I missed you Oppa.”

“I miss you too Yujin but we shouldn’t.”

“Shouldn’t what? Do this?”

Yujin grabs your shirt and pulls you in for a kiss. The feeling of Yujins lips was something you missed. Grabbing hold of her hips you pull her in and continue the kiss. The strawberry chapstick on her lips enters your mouth as you push your tongue into her mouth. Some time passes as you both pull back, gasping for air.

“God I missed this.”

“Me too but we shouldn’t. Our relationship won’t work if we continue like that.”

Yujin then looks at you with a look of determination as she grabs your hands and pulls you to the seating area. Arriving at the table where the group was, Yujin looks back at you and winks at you.

“Guys I have something to tell you. Meet my boyfriend, Hajoon.”

The girls and Kyubok look at you both confused and then start to laugh.

“Yah! Nice joke. Now why the hell were you back there all that time?”

“I’m not joking. Hajoon is my boyfriend and I would appreciate it if you don’t bother him anymore.”

“Ok, the joke is not funny.”

“I’m not joking as I said. Now Hajoon will get back to work and we can talk about it.”

As you give the group a little bow you see Kyubok stand up and stand right in front of you looking angry.

“Are you forcing her?”

“No. Yujin and I have been dating for a year and a half. We kept it a secret but we have decided to be more open with it.”

A sudden push starts to make you angry as he puts his hands on your shirt. Yujin runs and then tries to pull Kyubok off you but he throws Yujin back. Yujin stumbled back a bit then fell to the ground. Both Nayeon and Ryujin run towards Yujin and help her up. That was the final straw as you then grab Kyubok and throw him on the floor now.

“You hurt my girlfriend? Didn’t you learn about not putting your hands on a woman?”

Now that Kyubok was on the floor, you could see his face full of fear.

“From now on, treat the girls with respect or else. Got it?”

Kyubok then furiously nodded his head as you let go of him. Running towards Yujin, you check her for any injuries and then hug her.

“Are you ok sweetie?”

“I’m ok Oppa. Are you ok?”

“I’m fine. Thank you for checking on her girls.”

Both Ryujin and Nayeon nodded their heads and hugged Yujin.

“Let’s go home Oppa.”

“I still have a few hours left in my shift.”

At that time Hyewon walked over and gave you a side hug.

“Don’t worry buddy. I’m gonna close up shop early so take your girl home. I can handle the cleaning.”

You were about to refuse but the glare she gave you told you to accept her generosity.

“Ok, thanks Hyem. See you tomorrow.”

With a wave, you took hold of your girlfriend's hand and made your way to your car. Once you both hopped in, the drive to your home commenced. The entire ride is silent as you just hold each other’s hand, but even in the silence, you could just feel the love radiating off the two of you.

Finally arriving home, you park your car and go to your front door. Entering the passcode, Yujin sees you changed it to your birthday. She chuckled a bit but followed you as you entered your home. When you reach the living room you feel your girlfriend jump on you as she attacks you with kisses.

Wrapping Yujin in your arms fills you with happiness as you just sit there enjoying each other's presence.

“How about we have a movie marathon as our little birthday celebration?”

“That sounds fantastic.”

Grabbing the remote you turn on the tv and go on Netflix, finding something to watch and playing it. Hours go by as you both just sit there, happy to be together again. Soon, both you and Yujin begin to rock your head back and forth until you both seem to fall asleep.

You aren’t quite sure what time it is, but a sudden sensation on the lower part of your body starts to wake you up. A moan leaves your mouth as you finally look down, seeing your cock in Yujin’s mouth.

“Fuck sweetie. I-I didn’t think we would do this tonight.”

Bringing her mouth off your shaft, Yujin looks at you and smirks.

“Well, Oppa. We were supposed to do this on our birthday. I’m gonna try to milk you of as many loads as possible.”

As Yujin brought her mouth back to your cock, the sensation of her tongue is amazing as she begins to give your tip small flicks. Soon small sucks begin on the head of your shaft as you look back down at her.

“Damn Yujin. Always such a good cock sucker but you need to do more to get me to cum.”

With a small glare, Yujin begins to pick up the pace, sucking even more vigorously. Moving your hand down, you begin to move your girlfriend further down on your cock. The sudden feeling of Yujin’s hands on your legs lets you know she’s ready for more.

Putting your hand on the top of her head, you push her mouth down your length reaching her throat. The feeling of Yujin’s throat tightening around your cock is one of your favorite things. The small gags that leave your girlfriend’s mouth is music to your ears. The sudden feeling of tapping on your legs brings you back to your senses as you let go of her head.

Yujin comes back up, gasping for air, and looks back at you with a smile. Bringing her face back to your rod, the licks on your length continue until you feel Yujin’s hands back on your legs. Knowing what's next, you brace yourself as Yujin brings her mouth down your shaft once more.

The time she was deepthroating you was shorter but she never left your cock as she brought her mouth back up a bit letting her get a bit of air. Yujin’s tongue began to move in circles around your length until she looked back at you and smiled a bit.

A grunt leaves your mouth as your girl moves your length down her throat once more. You must have been backed up as when Yujin’s throat constricted your cock again, you started to cum. Your load must have been too much for your girlfriend as the sight of her ranking her head came into view.

Yujin’s hand quickly made its way to your length and stroked you as a few more shots of cum left your cock. Once you had finished you still felt Yujin stroking your cock, making you jump from the overstimulation.

“I said I would milk you of all you got.”

Yujin finally removes her hand off your rod as she brings it to her mouth, licking all she can. When Yujin stands up, she begins to unbutton her top while walking backward.

“If you want to fuck me then get your ass up and come to bed.”

With her top finally, off she threw it at you and ran to your room. Even when Yujin was horny she was still playful. Standing up, you threw the rest of your clothes off and ran to your room. Entering the room, your eyes were blessed with the amazing view that was your girlfriend's naked body.

Yujin’s long legs were always a sight to behold as she sat down on your bed and spread them open. Off the bat, you can see your girlfriend's pussy glistening from how wet you made her earlier. Yujin then brings her hand to her pussy and begins to touch her folds.

“Oppa. Please make me cum.”

Those five words made you jump as you got closer to your girlfriend. Kneeling you brought your face closer to your girlfriend's warmth. Deciding to tease your girlfriend a bit, you blow a bit on Yujin's pussy causing her to jolt. After blowing air a few more times on Her pussy you hear the sound of annoyance come from Your girl.

“Eat my pussy Oppa!”

“Awe but I am enjoying this.”

The feeling of someone grabbing your hair scares you for a second as you get pulled towards your girlfriend's snatch. Taking the hint, you began to give her folds a few licks. The small moans leaving her mouth make you happy, so you decided to go all out quickly.

Raising your hand, you push two of your fingers into her cavern. Yujin was always tight as you felt her walls keeping your fingers captive. Spreading Yujin’s lips open a bit more with your left hand, you saw your girlfriend's clit and brought your tongue to it.

Just as Yujin flicked her tongue on your tip, you began to give her clit small flicks. The speed of your flicks continue as you begin to feel a little less resistance in Yujin’s pussy. Your hand now begins to move faster as the two fingers you have in Yujin continue to stimulate her. Bringing your mouth a bit closer to Yujin’s clit, you wrap your lips around it and give it a few small nibbles.

Your girlfriend began to jolt a bit as you continued to play with her clit.

“Oppa. I’m close.”

At first thought, you wanted to tease Yujin a bit more but you weren’t that evil as you moved your hand and tongue as fast as possible.

“I'M-“

Her sentence wasn’t even finished as a rush of fluids hit your face. Yujin began to jerk all over as her orgasm overtook her body. Bringing your hand to her clit, you rubbed it clockwise as you began to overstimulate her. When Yujin pushes you back she begins to take in a bit more air as laughter fills the room.

“Fuck Oppa. You really know how to treat a girl.”

Standing up your shaft is fully erect as you begin to stroke yourself a bit. Getting closer to Yujin, you yank her a bit towards your lengths and line yourself up. Your cock then begins to tease her folds as Yujin looks at you impatiently

“Oppa. Hurry up and shove that cock in me.”

“Oh but you look so needy. I should just do this for a bit more.”

Bringing your length on her folds, you move your hips back and forth continuing your teasing.

“Oppa. You know you need to fuck me as badly as I need your dick. Either way, I’m sure I could find some other cock if-“

Yujin didn’t even finish her sentence as you shoved your shaft into her hole. Both Yujin and yourself grunt as you fill her pussy entirely. You were going to start slowly but Yujin saying she would look for someone else to fuck made you mad. Reaching out for Yujin’s neck, you pull her face closer to your own and begin to move your hips.

“What the fuck did you say?”

A small grin appeared on your girlfriend's mouth as she spoke up.

“I said I could look for some other cock.”

Hearing those words leave Yujin’s mouth makes you madder as you begin to move your hips faster. As your rod continued to move within Yujin’s pussy she continued to make you mad.

“Why are you mad Oppa? It’s not my f-fault so many guys want to fuck me.”

The hold on your girlfriend's neck tightened as you look at her angrily.

“Y-You are such a brat Yujin. You should remember you’re my p-property.”

“But I-It’s so f-fun to tease you. FUCK OPPA IM SO CLOSE.”

Continuing your pace, you felt Yujin’s walls begin to tighten around your length. You could tell Yujin was about to cum but with the statements she said, you didn’t think she should get to cum.

Slowing her hips down, the look of desperation appears on her face.

“NO NO NO OPPA PLEASE.”

“Maybe I should just leave you here without cumming.”

You wouldn’t do that to your girlfriend but it was still fun to see how she would react. You were still moving your dick in and out of her pussy but not enough to get her to cum

“Oppa. Y-You were fucking me so good angrily I had to make you m-mad.”

“Oh, you mean like this?”

With no warning, you returned to fucking Yujin as before. She must have still been close as you felt your girlfriend's walls constrict around your cock. Yujin’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as she fell forward. The fluids running down your legs let you know she came but how she fell forward made you nervous.

Shaking Yujin a bit, she begins to wake up and smile at you. Moving her hips a bit, Yujin began to fuck you once more.

“Gosh Yujin, you really l-love to fuck.”

“I love your cock Oppa. Make me cum again.”

Pulling out from Yujin, you flipped her over on all fours. With her beautiful ass facing you, your cock lined up with her snatch as you pushed yourself back in. Nothing could beat the feeling of your girlfriend's wet hole.

Yujin raised her upper body towards you and turned to look at you.

“Should I make you mad again or?”

Raising your hand, you slapped her ass and took hold of her waist. Taking it slowly, you begin to move your rod in and out of her pussy. Small moans left your girlfriend's mouth and you continued to pick up speed.

“Oppa. Y-You know your cock is all I need right?”

“W-What about getting O-other guys huh?”

“F-Fuck others. This is my cock and this is y-your pussy.”

Moving your hand up, you grab hold of Yujin’s perky breast and give her nipple a little squeeze.

“T-That's fucking right. You're a little brat but I love this pussy.”

With your right hand still on her mound; you brought your left hand down to her folds and looked for her clit. As your dick kept fucking her snatch, your fingers found her clot and began to rub it.

The moans that left your girlfriend's mouth grew as she began to move her waist in tandem with your own. Looking back at you, Yujin puckers her lips asking for a kiss. Even when she was acting bratty she was cute.

Lowering your face, you attached your lips to your girlfriend. Pushing your tongue, you entered Yujin’s mouth and moved it all around fighting for dominance. Your girlfriend easily gave into you as she let you dominate her tongue.

Soon your girlfriend's walls begin to tighten as her third orgasm begins to surge. You are amazed at how long you have lasted but you are finally close to your own. With all the energy you have left, your dick moves in and out of her pussy as Yujin pulls away from your kiss.

“I’m cumming!”

As Yujin’s walls tighten around your length a final time, you reach your own peak and bring Yujin down on cock entirely. Reaching the deepest parts of your girlfriend's core, you begin to shoot your load into her warm cavern. Despite having came a bit ago, you continue to shoot ropes of your cum into Yujin, filling her to the brim.

As you both finally feel the exhaustion from your sex session, you both drop on the bed and pant for air. You aren’t sure how much time passes or how you pulled your bodies up but you find yourselves resting on top of your pillows, in each other’s arms.

That famous smile fills your girlfriend's face as you kiss her forehead. This moment felt great, just the two of you in the bedroom.

“I’m so sorry Oppa. I know I messed up before and I will try to make it up to you forever.”

“It sucked Yujin. It felt like you didn’t care about me or meeting my family.”

“This may sound selfish but I’m glad they couldn’t make it. I’m glad I didn’t mess up my first introduction to them.”

You just laughed a bit as you nodded your head.

“Ok, I gotta admit we got lucky in that matter. Just don’t let it happen again please.”

“It won’t happen, babe.”

“I love you Yujin and I will be by your side always as long as you stay by mine proudly.”

With a smile, Yujin pulls you in for a kiss. Soon the exhaustion begins to kick in again as you both drift off to sleep.

A few days pass as you found yourself pulling into the campus parking lot. Turning your car off, you ran over to the passenger door and opened it. Extending your hand, Yujin took hold and stepped out of the vehicle. At first, she looked a bit nervous but the smile you gave her must have served as a source of comfort As she began to walk with you, hand in hand.

The sound of murmurs filled the hallways as you walked towards your classroom. Some people seemed to look in disgust at you and Yujin while others almost seemed proud. As you began to approach your classroom, the sight of Nayeon and Ryujin turned your mood a bit sour.

Finally, in front of the girls, they get next to Yujin and smile at her.

“Hi, Yujin. How was your weekend?”

“Good unnie. I spent it with Hajoon oppa. He took me on a nice date into town.”

“Are you really dating this loser?”

“Yes I am. And Hajoon has reminded me of something. Popularity isn’t everything as long as I have a good person by my side. So don’t talk to me ever again.”

Gasps left both Nayeon and Ryujin’s mouths as you walked into the class with your girlfriend. Sitting next to each other, you took a glance at Yujin, seeing her smiling randomly.

“That felt really good to say oppa. And screw anyone who tries to judge my relationship.”

“That’s my puppy.”

Your relationship may have had some bumps before but you were glad you could make it work.

#kpopsmut #ivesmut #yujinsmut #smut

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well then, thank you for answering my question ^^

Can i request azul, riddle, and epel relationship headcannons? Ty ty !!

RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS : PART ONE ! ft. RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS !

gn!reader ( very lightly implied fem )

cw : ooc , mild spoilers , bad grammar , this is really just a big rant / brainrot , unedited , that's it i think !

an : ty for the request!!!!! i hope this is to your liking! also i kinda went a bit crazy with this one so i'm going to be doing multiple posts lol (lmk if u wanna be tagged in the other parts)

before you start dating

i'm going to be honest, it most likely took a while for him to think of you romantically

at first, you simply irritated him. how dare you break so many of the queen's rules when you've just arrived?

he isn't really all that irritated by you alone, more-so with how disruptive grimm is. he's also convinced himself that you're a bad influence on ace and deuce.

after riddle's overblot, he became more relaxed around you; he began to view you in a more positive light, and realized that he had immediately assumed the worst of you

he was quick to brainstorm a way to make it up to you

he found out through the grapevine that you were struggling with your grades - swamped with assignments, having to take care of grimm, and constantly running errands for crowley, among other things

"the grapevine" was really just him overhearing you complain to ace and deuce in the heartslabyul lounge one day

he decides to organize a tea party, just the two of you, to ask if you would like some help

you're in shock that riddle rosehearts himself would offer to tutor you, but you immediately reply that you would love help, and that you really do appreciate riddle offering to tutor you, given both of your busy schedules

riddle is visibly a bit taken aback

he was offering to provide you with a study guide, but you didn't realize that that's what he meant

he goes along, asking when you were free

you smile and begin to plan a date

riddle begins to speak with you more outside of your tutoring sessions, and you realize that you two actually have quite the chemistry; a pleasant surprise

conversations flow freely whenever you are together

soon, riddle is accompanying you to classes, and lunches, and even giving you a vip invite to any unbirthday parties happening

one day trey begins to tease him about the fact that he's "getting soft" for you, all in good fun, of course

though suspicions rise when riddle turns red and begins spluttering, storming out and not even bothering to collar trey or anything

he doesn't even yell

trey tells cater, and pretty soon the whole dorm begins to tease riddle about his blatant crush

you remain oblivious, confused as to why riddle is getting looks when you two talk, or elbow-nudged when you two hang out together around heartslabyul

riddle's confession takes a long time to plan

so long, in fact, that you're the one to confess first

it's spontaneous, and you just blurt it out subconsciously one night

it happens one night after a particularly long tutoring session at ramshackle regarding the history of magic

you've had to make multiple cups of coffee for both you and riddle, despite the queen's rule that forbids any caffeinated drink aside from tea

you're at the front door, leaning against the doorframe as you say goodbyes and goodnights

the both of you linger and stall, neither really wanting to part ways, tension causing an awkward silence

you tell riddle that he looks stupid just standing and staring at you, and he opens his mouth, most likely to yell at you

before he says anything, you quickly shout "good night! love you!" and shut the door in his face

riddle stands there, open-mouthed, staring at your door

you don't realize what exactly you said until you're about to fall asleep

the next day, riddle shows up at your doorstep at the asscrack of dawn

you wonder if he even got any sleep, you sure didn't

you're startled by the loud knocking before the sun has even risen

you think you're hallucinating for a second

you realize that someone is actually waiting in front of your house (not really house but you get the gist) super early in the morning

you swing open the door, pajama-clad and messy-haired

you're met with riddle himself, already dressed and hair tidied, holding a bouquet of roses and a small stuffed bear

the poor boy is out of breath, sweating, shivering, and looks like he's just seen a ghost

riddle opens his mouth and you once again cut him off, quickly ushering him inside

you sit him down on the couch, taking a seat as well

to put it simply, he stutters out that he reciprocates your feelings, that the gifts he brought were for you, and that, if it were alright with you, he would like to begin courting you

of course, you don't know what the hell courting means and you ask him if he means he wants to start dating

he flushes and replies "if that's what you would like"

you grin and lean over to kiss him on the cheek

riddle's face burns as bright as his hair, and he impulsively uses off with your head

when you're dating

surprise surprise, neither of you have any experience dating. like we're talking none

so, you're bound to make a few mistakes

riddle wants to do every thing he can to make you happy, since he's so used to striving for no less than perfection

he subconsciously expects the same of you too, and this might lead to a few fights

he'll have to learn that, 1 : people make mistakes and that's okay, 2 : setting boundaries is natural and healthy, and that he doesn't have to make himself uncomfortable for other people's happiness, and 3 : being vulnerable doesn't mean that he is weak, and doesn't mean that he is any less of a person for not being strong and perfect constantly

your relationship definitely requires a lot of care and patience

it pays off in the end, though

you could make a comparison to a newly-planted garden. with time and care and patience, it will bear delicious fruits

on a lighter note, riddle hosts unbirthday parties in your honor!!!! you sit in the seat right next to him and hold hands under the table <3

he's so romantic??? you didn't even think that people wrote love letters anymore

yet here you are, reading your boyfriend pour his heart out onto paper

he uses a different color of wax for your letters, and only yours

many a time have you two been walking in the hallway, and he suddenly spots that perhaps your tie isn't tied correctly, or your hair is messier than usual

he leans in real close, so close that you feel his breath, and very gently fixes you up

when he touches you he's so gentle that you want to cry

the first time you hugged, you actually did cry

if riddle noticed, he's never said anything about it

though he always did hug you a bit tighter, a bit longer after that

you both will take that to your graves

riddle's very soft on you, to the point where, unless serious, the queen's rules practically don't apply to you

though, if you tease him for his height - especially if you're taller - he will not hesitate to put you in the collar

one time, you got the whole dorm to put together a surprise unbirthday party without riddle noticing, and it was so very difficult

he almost found out multiple times, and was definitely suspicious that you were plotting something, but you pulled it off

the struggle was definitely worth it in the end when you saw his face

he cried

oh, not to mention that your grades have improved significantly since you began your relationship

he set up an entire tea party when you showed him the first 90 you got on an exam

you take care of the hedgehogs together!!!!!

and, if you ask nicely enough, he'll share his lunch with you if you don't have the funds

hell, he'll even buy you your own lunch

very understanding when you complain about spending all your money on school material and super high-quality tuna

ace, deuce, and grimm all complain on the regular about how nice riddle always is to you

you end up talking to riddle about how much he uses his unique magic

it's lessened since the overblot, and since you've started dating, but it still isn't anything to laugh at

riddle decides to not collar people as much when you're around

at first, you and riddle hardly ever squabble

later on, you two get into playful arguments on the regular

riddle is somehow able to keep a straight face while arguing with you about the silliest things, it's become a sort of competition to see who laughs first

people would think you two were having a serious discussion if they were out of earshot

all in all, it definitely takes a while but, like a rose, your relationship eventually blooms into something sweet and romantic and extremely fulfilling

you don't think you could've asked for a better partner

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #twst x reader #twst fanfic #riddle rosehearts #riddle rosehearts x reader #riddle x reader #anon ask

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