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milkybonya · 2 years

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hi!! could you make a enemies to lovers yedam au? love you writing btw<333

🥛: omg my fav trope and one of my fav boys! ofc !! and thank you sm 💓

video therapy

warnings: its more like a one sided enemies to lovers since y/n is the one who hates Yedam,, not proof-read :c

summary: Yedam's one flaw: he can't sleep. the resolution? watching your study vlogs. you hate him, though. he's the school 'perfect boy' and his youtube videos do better than yours. what'll the result be?

milky's 💌: video therapy is one of my fav n.flying songs hehe i miss those boys p.s. idk why this is taking me so long to write T.T i think it's because i'm actually really enjoying writing it and it's getting super long LOL

you hate him because he's perfect.

he's kind, sweet, and caring. he studies hard and achieves the best grades. he has an eye for both the sciences and the arts, dresses well and always looks pretty, and most importantly, his youtube videos do better than yours. of course they would. who wouldn't want to watch a video of a pretty boy singing while softly strumming a guitar? they'd probably choose it any day over your study vlogs.

"good morning! we just had our first set of classes and are on break, now. Junghwan, did you have breakfast?" you half-speak to your camera and half-speak to your friend sitting behind you, who tucks into a rolled omelette.

"i ate breakfast," he says with a muffled voice, his mouth full.

"yeorobun, Junghwan ate breakfast, is eating brunch now and will probably have lunch later on our second break, too."

Junghwan lightly slaps your arm, telling you to stop teasing him.

"he eats well, as he should," Jaehyuk says from your right, reaching out to ruffle Junghwan's hair.

"shouldn't we eat something, too?" Jaehyuk asks.

"sure, let's stop by the snack store for a quick snack," you say.

"wait, don't leave me!" Junghwan whines.

"i'll stay here with you," Jeongwoo says.

with that, you and Jaehyuk leave the class and walk through the hallways to get to the snack store. you show a bit of your school to the vlog, stopping by windows to show the view, zooming in on Jaehyuk's face without him noticing.

"hey, are you zooming on me? stop!" Jaehyuk whines, reaching for your camera.

you hide it behind your back and run away, being chased by Jaehyuk.

"yeorobun, look. i'm being chased by my own friend," you pant into the camera.

when Jaehyuk finally reaches you, you've made it to the snack store. the two of you have to calm down before entering.

"they have my favourite snack! finally! i've been begging them to stock it and they kept putting it off," you say, showing the snack on camera.

"should we buy all of them?" Jaehyuk asks. "you never know when they'll stock up again.

you consider it, but decide not to.

"let's leave some for the other students, too."

Yedam watching you from behind two aisles with a smile. he didn't know you were a person you likes that kind of snack, and he didn't know you could be so kind and give up buying them all so everyone else could have some, too.

once you turn away from the checkout line, you come face-to-face with Yedam, who's waiting behind you with a pack of your favourite snack in his hands.

you roll your eyes at him and scoff.

"Jaehyuk, I should've bought them all if i knew he was fond of that snack, too," you say before walking away.

Yedam's smile fades into a frown as he looks at the snacks in his hands. he still decides to purchase them, though.

"y/n! someone left a snack for you!" Junghwan says excitedly, clapping his hands.

"huh? this snack? but we just bought of that 'cause it's y/n favourite," Jaehyuk says.

you look around the classroom, wondering who would leave you the snack. they probably knew it's your favourite, too.

"who left it?" you ask Junghwan and Jeongwoo.

"they told us not to tell you," Jeongwoo says, sticking a tongue out at you.

"hmm... well this is perfect! interview time!!" you announce, grabbing your camera and rushing around the classroom.

you ask everyone if they know who left the snacks for you, and they respond in the same, suspicious way. they throw winks at each other and widen their eyes but say they don't know.

"well... i guess i'll never know who got the snacks, but thank you to whoever bought them!" you say into the camera.

"thank you to whoever bought them!" your voice echoes in Yedam's ears, making him smile.

he watches his phone carefully as you walk back to your desk and happily eat the snacks. his thumb reaches out to brush the digital you that exists in your vlog, and he accidentally pauses the video. with a frown, he taps again to resume it.

Yedam started watching your vlogs a month ago. he came across them and watched them for fun, but then he realized that you were the cure to his insomnia. after watching two of your videos, he'd fall into a deep sleep. not because your videos were boring! but because your voice soothed him.

he'd usually sing and upload covers to his channel when he couldn't sleep, but of course, these days he's been sleeping well. viewers noticed his less frequent uploads and how it was always daytime when he sang, now. they asked him about it on a live, once.

"ah, actually i sleep a lot better these days, so i don't sing covers at midnight anymore," Yedam explains into the camera while fixing his hair.

"so i've started watching someone's vlogs and their voice is so soothing that it helps me sleep. oh, whose vlogs? ah... i would tell you, but i don't think the vlogger would be happy if i did that. i kind of know them, so... my s/o?! no, i don't have one! they're just a good vlogger, yeorobun, don't get the wrong idea."

Yedam's heart races during the live. he's so scared he'll give away info about you and that it'll make you more upset with him than you already are. he doesn't know he's upset the whole school instead, though.

when he returns to school after filming that live, everyone around him is talking about who the honey-voice vlogger that helps Yedam sleep could be.

"it can't be you, right?" Jaehyuk asks you after stealing some of your snacks.

you smack his hand and shake your head.

"there's no way that devil in disguise watches my videos. not when i have declared war against him!"

"why do you hate him, again?" Jeongwoo asks, scratching his head.

"because... he's overrated. i just... don't like him, now shut up," you say, throwing a chip into Jeongwoo's open mouth.

Yedam watches you interact with your friends from the back of the classroom and behind the wall of many students who've gathered around him.

"Yedam, can you tell me who the vlogger is? i have sleeping problems, too," a girl says in a high-pitched tone, pushing her hair behind her ears.

you scoff hearing her voice and stand up, banging your fists down on your desk.

"can all of you drop it, already? it's just a vlogger! go search on youtube for some vloggers, yourself! Yedam doesn't have to tell you if he doesn't want to," you yell.

everyone in the crowd scoffs at you, some saying you're jealous because you're not the vlogger Yedam watches.

Yedam's eyes sparkle when you make eye contact with him. he bows his head with a smile and mouthes a 'thank you'. meanwhile, you stick your tongue out at him and leave the classroom.

"did you just help your enemy?!" Jaehyuk exclaims.

"only cause it was getting too loud and annoying in there," you explain.

Jaehyuk shakes his head at you.

"ahhh y'all are throwing me some very... romance-oriented questions, today," Yedam speaks to his phone camera as he hosts another live.

"what? do i like someone? ah..." Yedam's face starts to glow red.

"well, i'm not sure yet if it's like or just a crush, but... the vlogger that i watch before i sleep... ah, next question!"

"Yedam, Yedam, Yedam. it's all about Yedam in this damn school!" you whine to your vlog.

"you can't keep that in. you don't want people to know you're in the same school as Yedam, right?" Jeongwoo points on, sucking on a lollipop.

"oh, stay out of it!" you huff, but you know he's right. you'll have to cut all of this out.

"i swear he loves the attention. it's his own fault for revealing that he likes someone!" you complain.

"who likes someone?" Yedam gently asks, approaching youe group in the classroom.

you roll your eyes and sigh.

"you, you obnoxious idiot!" you half-yell.

Yedam grabs his chest, faking pain at your harsh words.

"hey, y/n, be nice," Jeongwoo mumbles.

"it's okay, y/n doesn't have to be nice. they're the best when they're themselves, just as they are," Yedam shyly says before walking away.

"that was so weird," Jeongwoo says when Yedam is gone.

"i know," you agree.

the whole school has gone crazy hearing Yedam has a crush on his favourite vlogger, and everyone is trying to find out who it is. of course no one has gotten it right yet, though.

"the popular kid at my school has a crush on someone and everyone's going crazy trying to find out who it is," you explain for your vlog.

once you upload the vlog, people in the comments wonder if you could be talking about Yedam.

their school uniform is similar, maybe they go to the same school?

Yedam smiles reading the comments on your latest vlog, where you indirectly talk about him indirectly saying he has a crush on you. ironic?!

for some reason, even though you hate him, it makes him happy to see you mentioning him like this, so happy that he has a good night's sleep with dreams of you and him together, holding hands by the gentle flow of a river.

"what would happen if our school's two vloggers, y/n and Yedam, did a collab?" Jaehyuk asks Jeongwoo, who shakes his head.

"then we'd all end up in flames. you know how much y/n hates him--" Jeongwoo starts, being interrupted by you.

"i'll do it!" you say, smacking your hand down on a desk.

"what?!" Jaehyuk and Jeongwoo say, in sync.

"people are starting to guess Yedam goes to my school. i might as well just use this in my favour!" you explain.

Jaehyuk and Jeongwoo are still confused, not realizing you have a tactic. to take your enemy down from close up!

when you ask Yedam to do a collab with you, well, his heart skips a beat and his whole world slows down. you don't see it, but that's how it is for him.

then, he agrees instantly.

"what should we film?" Yedam asks.

"i want to film a day in your life," you suggest.

"on my channel or on yours?" Yedam asks.

"hmm... maybe for yours? and then you could sing something for my channel, maybe a song i could use in my intro and outro?"

"sounds good!"

you decide to film Yedam's day the next day. that's when everything changes for you, since you decide to sleep over at his that night to make sure your filming is accurate in the morning.

after Yedam shows you around his house, he also shows you his room, which you lowkey end up falling in love with. the led lights on the ceiling, the scattered posters of singers Yedam probably looks up to a lot, his messy but cosy bed...

"why're you looking around like you're in a museum?" Yedam asks, laughing.

"uh-uh... well, i need to know! for the angles a-and stuf..." you mumble.

"nevermind, are you okay to sleep on my bed tonight? and then i'll sleep on a spare mattress on the ground beside you?" Yedam asks.

his sweetness makes you angry--why is such an annoying jerk so nice! he makes you so mad that your bpm is through the roof right now.

"no! you need to be on your bed so when i film you waking up, it'll look accurate. you don't usually sleep on the floor, do you?"

"ah, you're right."

you shake your head at the boy before you tell him you're going to the washroom to change. once you leave, Yedam is giddy. he bounces up and down in his room, thinking about how the two of you will spend the night. of course, the plan is to eat and for Yedam to record an intro/outro song for you, but...

"i'm back! ah!" you're startled to walk in on a shirtless Yedam before you slam the door shut and lean back against it.

"y/n, i'm so sorry! i thought i should change before you got back, too. i didn't know you'd be that fast!" Yedam explains.

"it's fine just... lock the door next time, or something," you mumble.

you squeeze your eyes shut but all you see is Yedam's smooth, pale skin. his arms positioned upwards as he tries to put his shirt on. the image of him getting changed just doesn't leave your head.

"hey, are you okay? i said you can come back in now," Yedam softly says, removing your hands from your eyes.

"oh... yeah."

you enter his room and he trails in after you, picking up his acoustic guitar and adjusting his mic. he types something into his computer and you watch him.

"what are you doing?" you ask.

"getting ready to make an intro/outro song for you, remember?"

you sit on a spare seat beside him and he starts to mess around with sounds.

"what do you want the song to sound like?" Yedam asks.

"something that would be fitting for my channel, but also not super basic, not something that is typical of vlogger channels."

Yedam nods along to your words and suddenly it looks as though he's got an idea! as his fingers move and his head nods along to the beat, you can hear something coming together.

he adjusts his guitar and starts to strum a melody, and for a second you drown everything out. all you can see is Yedam's delicate fingers and the way they pluck the strings. his hair prickles his eyelashes as he looks down at his hands, and you find yourself reaching out to brush the hair out of his eyes. it's an unconscious, instinctual motion that stops Yedam in his tracks and leaves you frozen, too.

"ah, i'm sorry! it just looked like your hair was bothering you," you mumble.

"no, that's okay!" Yedam reassures you. he's blushing, but you see that happen so often around you that you just assume Yedam is always feeling a little hot or something.

after the instrumental seems put together, Yedam asks you if you wanted him to sing on the track, too.

"of course, you idiot! your voice is the main part," you snap.

"my voice is the main part?" Yedam repeats, pointing at himself.

you lightly slap his shoulder and tell him to get on with it, but as soon as he starts singing, you fall back into your seat.

see, you've maybe watched just a few of Yedam's covers. it's important to scope out the competition! but hearing his honey voice in person is just something else. you kind of don't want to stop hearing it.

"how did that sound? is the song okay? the lyrics?" Yedam asks once he's done recording.

"yeah that was... amazing," you say airily, still in a daze.

"really?!"

"yeah."

"i'll put it on a USB and it'll be all yours, then. what should we do after i'm done?" Yedam asks.

"can we eat? i'm starving," you whine.

Yedam gasps. "of course! i'm sorry i didn't think of feeding you sooner."

"feed me? am i a hamster," you scoff, but smile watching Yedam rush downstairs to the kitchen.

after Yedam made the excuse that there was nothing to eat (there was, Yedam just either didn't want to cook or didn't know how), he ordered pizza for you both. you sat on the floor of his room sharing the food while watching something on Yedam's laptop.

"you watch some funny youtubers," you tell him after laughing at a joke made in the video.

Yedam doesn't respond but looks at you with a smile, his mouth full.

once the video ends, another video immediately starts playing straight after, as Yedam has it set to autoplay. fo your surprise, you hear your own voice and watch as Jaehyuk whines about not having had any banana milk.

"wait... that's my vlog! why did the algorithm make it play next, i--" you reach out to stop the video, but Yedam holds you back.

"no, wait. i haven't seen this one yet," he mindlessly mumbles, watching your video carefully.

"haven't seen... yet?" you repeat.

"huh? oh. huh?"

"Yedam?"

"i-- uh--"

you watch as the boy turns red again, fumbling to pause the video.

"hey, should we sleep?" he asks.

"Yedam, its 8pm."

"we have an early morning ahead! no? okay."

"Yedam, what did you mean earlier when you said you hadn't seen this video yet. is it in your 'watch later' or something?" you snort.

to your surprise, Yedam says, "yes."

"...why?"

"why not? your vlogs are good, y/n. i enjoy them."

"you... enjoy them?" you ask.

you can't tell if it's because the door is shut and the windows are closed that you feel so warm or if it's because Yedam's words and his shy expression are making your heart beat so fast.

Yedam nods and almost confesses, "actually... wait, nevermind."

he almost tells you that you're the vlogger who lulls him to sleep... almost.

you cock your head at him but don't question him any further.

with the slight awkward tension between you both in the air, Yedam decides the two of you should just sleep. of course, he has trouble sleeping and you're also unable to sleep.

once your sleepless night ends, you jump up to film Yedam waking up. somehow, even with a puffy face, he looks so good.

"so, Yedam, what do you do after you wake up?" you ask, behind the camera.

"i scroll through my video comments first," he mumbles, hiding his face behind the blanket.

"then, i wash up!"

"i won't film that for obvious reasons~" you sing, making Yedam laugh.

the day goes on and you accompany Yedam to class, follow him around during lunch and back to his house after school.

"do we have enough footage?" Yedam asks.

"more than enough! i can do some initial editing and then i'll send it over to you," you say before parting ways.

Yedam misses you already, from the moment you turn your back.

when you start to use Yedam's intro in your videos, you gain more viewers and more comments. people ask why Yedam's voice is in your videos, and you get frustrated.

meanwhile, after Yedam posts your vlog of him, wherein he included your giggles, chatters and complaints as you spoke to him behind the camera, many start asking him who was behind the camera.

the two of you decide to host a live together to clear things up.

"hi! i'm y/n and this is Yedam. we're here to explain a few things," you say.

"actually, Yedam and i did a lowkey collab? he recorded my intro and i recorded his day in the life. it was a win-win!" you explain.

"yeah," Yedam agrees, not breaking eye contact with you.

comments flood in about how Yedam keeps looking at you instead of the camera, but one in particular catches your eye.

i think i know why Yedam keeps looking at y/n. that's the look you give someone you like. i think y/n is the vlogger who helps Yedam sleep

many of the viewers react to the comment, too, some calling it absurd, others saying it could be true. you point it out to Yedam and he smiles, looking at you before he looks into the camera to speak.

"you're right," he says, "y/n is my video therapy."

you look at him, shocked, and he simply looks back with a smile.

"y/n, i was thinking... did you maybe wanna date? i mean, would you let me be your boyfriend? because i really like you..." Yedam mumbles, smiling while looking at you in a daze.

"Y-Yedam i'm live right now, remember?" you say, blushing and covering your phone camera with your hand.

"oh my God... i was so caught up in.. you.. that i didn't even realize," Yedam explains, starting to laugh. his face is pink as he watches you quickly apologize to the viewers before you turn the live off.

you turn to Yedam to cup his face in your hands.

"i like you too, you idiot. now let's date," you say, pressing your lips onto his. the poor boy is taken aback but he soons returns your motions, wrapping his arms around your waist and deepening the kiss with a smile.

milky's ending ment: i'm sorry the ending feels a little rushed and if this doesn't flow well.. i struggled writing this piece because throughout the process,, i had stress hitting me from many angles and just,,yeah :") im sorry to the anon that it's so late and i hope its somewhat enjoyable :c

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xoxoyedam · 2 years

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what i am currently working on

hello all! so schoolwork really got the best of me for a while there and i had to stop writing, i feel that it is only right to update you all since i stopped posting 〒▽〒. also, i managed to find a few of my requests from my old request form written in a notebook, so those are also coming!

If you would you would like to request, please send an ask!

for aouad:

▸ cheong san angst (requested) ✔

▸ cheong san's crush saving him (requested)

▸ cheong san x hambie reader (requested)

▸ su hyeok x bad bitxh reader (requested)

▸ su hyeok angst/comfort (requested) ✔

▸ su hyeok x reader, confessing and jealous on jo (requested)

▸ woojin fic (requested)

▸ woojin fanfic (requested)

▸ cheong san x reader, his parents teasing the couple about their future together (requested)

▸ su hyeok x reader where they "hate" each other and after a bad accident they end up confessing (requested)

▸ su hyeok angst (requested)

▸ cheong san enemies to lovers, reader is similar to mijin (requested)

▸ cheong san enemies to lovers, cheong san saves the reader (requested)

▸ joon yeong x reader, fluff & dating (requested)

▸ su hyeok/ nam ra, protecting the reader who is/gets injured *(requested)

▸ cheong san, reader confesses and gets rejected

▸ cheong san x reader, college au ✔

for treasure:

▸ treasure members reaction to your first date (requested)

▸ idol reader x Asahi imagine (requested)

▸ yoshinori x reader, yoshi teaching the reader about physical affection (requested)

▸ yedam x reader imagine inspired by Taylor Swift's song Lover

▸ jihoon x reader, reaction to wearing his clothes for the first time (requested)

for sweet home:

▸ lee eun yoo x reader (requested) ✔

▸ lee eun hyuk, fluff (requested)

▸ cha hyunsu x reader

for happiness:

▸ jung yi hyun x reader (requested)

for f4 Thailand:

▸ kavin x reader

another an: if you requested but cannot find your request on here please let me know so i can also start writing it =D

#currently writing #aouad #all of us are dead #kdrama #kpop #treasure #treasure kpop #update #kpop imagines #all of us are dead kdrama #kpop boys #kpop imagine

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treaval · 2 years

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treasure as fanfic tropes

(without an explanation)

Hyunsuk - established relationship

Jihoon - enemies to lovers

Yoshi - high school sweethearts

Junkyu - idiots to lovers

Mashiho - coffee shop au

Jaehyuk - hanahaki disease au

Asahi - slow burn

Yedam - soulmates au

Doyoung - fake dating

Haruto - trapped in an elevator

Jeongwoo - rivals to lovers

Junghwan - friends to lovers

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carateum · 2 years

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Treasure Masterlist

♡ = fluff

☆ = angst

All group (reactions) :

• Treasure as clichés tropes ♡

• Treasure as school stereotypes

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Choi Hyunsuk

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Imagines :

Long fic :

Park Jihoon

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Imagines :

Long fic :

Kanemoto Yoshinori

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Imagines :

Long fic : Not like friend ( Yoshi or Haruto or Asahi or Junghwan × reader ) ♡☆

Summary ; What should you do when you feel you heart flutters for your bestfriend ? And what if the new student also caught your attention... Wait does you also find seat mate cute. What a hard situation... or maybe the worst is that you also had a mystery secret admirer out of sudden. Which one of then will you choose?

Kim Junkyu

Reactions :

Imagines : ☆♡ I didn't mean to make you cry (In which Junkyu is your enemy but secretly loves you)

Long fic :

Takata Mashiho

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Imagines : ♡ "You're in love aren't you?" (In which one of your friend has a crush ...But who it his ?)

Long fic :

Yoon Jaehyuk

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Imagines :

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Hamada Asahi

Reactions :

Imagines :♡☆ I didn't mean to make you cry (In which your boyfriend is tired and yell at you)

Long fic :♡☆ Not like friend ( Asahi or Yoshi or Haruto or Junghwan × reader )

Bang Yedam

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Imagines : Project Partner (a cute fluff in which Yedam and you are paired for a biology project)

Long fic :

Kim Doyoung

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Imagines :

Long fic :

Watanabe Haruto

Reactions :

Imagines :♡☆ Ruto best friend to lover

♡Mashiho best cook Haruto best boyfriend (In which Haruto are back from a date with Haruto)

Long fic : ♡☆ Not like friend (Haruto or Yoshi or Asahi or Junghwan × reader)

Park Jeongwoo

Reactions :

Imagines :♡ New year kiss ( a fluff in which Jeongwoo just want to kiss you ^^)

Long fic :

So Junghwan

Reactions :

Imagines :

Long fic : ♡☆ Not like friend ( Junghwan or Yoshi or Asahi or Haruto × reader )

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lavenderbang · 3 years

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Headache

Bang Yedam x reader

Genre: enemies to lovers au!, fluff, angst (only a bit), suggestive stuff (you make out a bit and he touches you), a bit of Mashiho x reader cause I couldn’t resist.

Warning(s): mentions of alcohol use, drug use (just some weed), swearing (LOTS), fighting (Not really phsyical, but a lot of shouting), SLIGHTLY suggestive (Making out in a bathroom :)), LONG AS FUCKKKKK

Summary: Bang Yedam was smarter than you, more charming and popular than you ever were; You despised him for beating you in every way possible and being such a stubborn and passive-agressive guy. But how will that change when your friend invites you to a party that just so happens to be hosted by your enemy himself?

A/N: So i was inspired to write this after reading @goingtreasure✧ ‘s Jihoon fic (Go read it here) and I really love Yedam so I wanted to make one about the biggest softie there is. anyways, I hope you enjoy.

He was perfect in every way possible... And that annoyed the hell out of you.

It wasn’t a secret that you and Yedam were that fond of each other, you were polar opposites.

He was a science major, going into engineering while you were a fine arts major, studying to work as a play-write. He was a model student, always on time and always following the rules while you were what your parents likes to call a “shit disturber”, going around with your group of friends in the dead of night to hang out at the skate-park or smoke pot and Hyunsuk’s.

You two were just destined to be enemies; you just couldn’t understand his lifestyle, nor did his “better than you” attitude sit well with you. The only problem is that you shared a mutual friend, so you would see him from time-to-time...

Bzzt!

You were awoken by the sound of your phone on your nightstand, signalling someone was trying to get a hold of you. You brushed your matted hair out of your eyes and squinted as they were getting adjusted to the sunlight streaming through your window. You groaned, feeling tired from staying up late to help Junkyu with his final project that was due today.

~Hyukiee~: Hey are you alive..?

Of course it was Jaehyuk waking you up; it seemed like he was part rooster from how early he always woke up. You sat up and typed out a sarcastic response.

(Y/N): No, I’ve passed away

~Hyukiee~: Oh that sucks, cause I was going to invite you out for coffee but I’d hate to take a corpse or ghost to the cafe...

(Y/N): just swing by in 10 loser

~Hyukiee~: Roger that :)

Rubbing the crust from your eyes, you make you way to the bathroom to make sure you didn’t look like a corpse. Humming to yourself as you changed into a clean sweatshirt (That belonged to Mashiho, as he “accidentally” left at your house after you said how nice it was) and a loose pair of jeans, you started to think of what you’d do this weekend; next week was exam week, but you would probably chill at Hyunsuk’s instead of studying. But you also needed to see what the boys were doing. Maybe you could all get together and take a trip somewhere as a “yay we survived this semester!”.

As you were lost in thought, toothbrush scrubbing the grime from your mouth, you hear a knock from the door. Rushing to the door, you opened it to be faced with Jaehyuk (surprise surprise), who seemed to be glowing and energized, like the sun itself resided in his body.

“Morning sleeping beauty!” he sing-songed, stepping into your dorm, “I hope I didn’t wake you.”

“Shut up” You grumbled, slipping your shoes on, “I’m too tired for that right now.”

“I can tell” He chuckled, closing the door behind the two of you when you exited into the hallway, “You look like you just dug yourself out of a grave.”

“I did. I guess that makes you a necromancer, huh?”

“I guess so!”

The two of you walked down the street for about 5 minutes until you arrived at your favorite cafe. It was small and cozy, big windows out front and potted plants in every inch of the place. Jaehyuk offered to pay for you, insisting that you could pay next time (Although he said that the last 5 times you went out) and you both found a seat in the corner looking out onto the street.

“I think Hyunsuk is bringing the rest of the boys, although he said he basically had to drag Junkyu out of bed.” Jaehyuk explained closing his phone and placing it on the table, “how late were you guys up for last night?”

“Five in the morning, my guy.” You sighed, squeezing the bridge of your nose, “He spent an hour re-doing the shading on my bicep because it just never looked right. I swear, I cramped up more than a dozen times for having to keep the pose for so long.”

A barista came over to your table and placed you drinks in front of you with a smile. You sip at your drink tentatively, feeling the heat steam your face. You and Jaehyuk chat for a bit more, and after having some caffeine in your system, you started to feel a bit better. That was until the headache himself showed up...

“Hey, I’ll have an earl grey tea and a green tea on ice please.”

At the sound of his voice, you whipped around to see Bang Yedam, at the counter, giving the barista his change with a smile plastered on his face. He turned and caught sight of Jaehyuk, who smiled and waved him over.

“Hey! Long time no see!” Jaehyuk beamed, standing up to shake the younger’s hand. Yedam shook it and turned to you to shake your hand too, until he realized it was you; He withdrew his hand quickly, smile dropping and suddenly turning awkward.

“What brings you to my favorite spot?” Yedam cleared his throat, then spoke politely to Jaehyuk.

“This is (Y/N) favorite cafe too!” Jaehyuk gestured to you, before turning his attention back to Yedam, “So I thought I’d treat her to some coffee for working so hard for school.”

“Wow really?” Yedam said, surprise evident in his voice, “I didn’t think (Y/N) did that much prep for exams...”

“And why’s that?” you scoff and shake your head, not taking your eyes off the window.

“Well, its just that, your course isn’t exactly the most difficult thing...” He explained, before quickly adding, “Not that it’s a bad thing!”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You spat with a frown and turn to him, folding your arms over your chest, “You think I have it easy?”

“That’s not what I meant at all!” Yedam backtracked, “but you have to admit, my engineering course is far more difficult and requires a bit more effort than your fine art degree...”

You laugh coldly, about to go off on the kid except you are interrupted by the barista bringing Yedam his drinks.

“I should get going.” He said flatly, avoiding looking in your direction at all, “Yoshi gets pretty upset when the ice melts in his tea and I wouldn’t want to upset anyone.” You could tell that last bit was directed at you, and you could feel your blood boil because of his presence.

“Oh my god, I swear-” You start but are yet again interrupted, but this time its by Jaehyuk.

“Sounds good, See you around Yedam!” He responded sweetly, patting Yedam on the back to send him off; Yedam slips out the door and down the street, before disappearing from your view. Jaehyuk sits back down and gives you a knowing look. He knew you wanted to complain, but he also knew you wouldn’t talk shit about Yedam to him because he’s friends with the guy. You sit in silence, anger festering more and more before Jaehyuk sighs.

“Go ahead.” the sweet boy said and shook his head in approval. With permission given, you explode.

“Ugh can you BELIEVE that guy?!” you start off, slamming your hands on the table, almost standing up due to the rage you felt, “Did you see how he totally shit all over my hard work and degree like hes better than me somehow? Like who does he think he is? Just because hes a special Science and engineering major, he thinks he has it SO much worse than me! But the worst part is how passive-aggressive he is about it! ‘NoT LIkE iTs A bAd ThInG!!1!!1!’ Yeah right! Your head is so far up your ass and your ego is so big that you can’t fathom the idea that other people have to work just as hard and you aren’t always right!”

After your little rant, you take a couple breaths and look to Jaehyuk, who is leaned back in his chair, smiling down at you like he’s enjoying how much Yedam makes you upset.

“You done now?” He asked, shit-eating grin adorn his features.

“No! Another thing-” You begin but are cut off for the THIRD TIME; but this time is was by a friend.

“What’s got (Y/N) all riled up?” Hyunsuk asked, pulling up a chair, followed by Mashiho and a very tired looking Junkyu.

“The bane of my existence came and fucked up my mood.” You said and rolled you eyes, still upset at the whole situation.

“Oh that’s funny, I didn’t see Yedam here.” Hyunsuk snickered and patted your head, which lay defeated on the table, “How is he doing?”

“Well I didn’t really get to ask, since they were arguing the whole time.” Jaehyuk complained, nodding is head in your direction.

“I’m sorry,” You sat up and ran your hands through your hair exasperated, “but he totally started it! I just can’t stand that guy...”

“I think that’s pretty obvious.” Hyunsuk chuckled before turning to Jaehyuk to talk about the soccer highlights from the day before. You stared out the window, trying to cool off when you feel a warm hand on yours. You look up to see your Japanese friend smiling at you softly.

“I’m sorry that asshole wrecked your mood.” Mashiho whispered sweetly and squeezed your hand lightly before letting go, “Hopefully you feel better soon” You smile at his effort and thank him before sipping on your coffee and feeling its warmth spread across your chest and calm your nerves.

Before long, the five of you leave the cafe, Jaehyuk and Mashiho going off to their classes, leaving you with Hyunsuk and a now-hyper Junkyu.

“What should we do?” You asked the boys as you walked down the street away from campus.

“We should go bowling! Or to the art room to make pottery! Or-” Junkyu suggests, bouncing as he walked only to be stopped by Hyunsuk.

“Cool it buddy,” He said with a smile and tugged at the excitable boy’s sleeve, “I was thinking something more chill, like maybe going to the skate park?”

“We haven’t been in a long time!” You agreed, changing directions to the direction of said skate park, “We better see if it’s still there...”

“I wish I would have brought my long-board...” Junkyu sighs, his crestfallen expression showing. You turn and squish his cheeks between your palms and smile.

“It’ll still be fun, Kyu!” You reassure him, turning to Hyunsuk for support. He pats the younger on the back and nods his head. That seemed to do the trick and Junkyu is back to his usual self.

Within minutes you are at the Skate Park, which was pretty busy at this time of day. There was a soccerfield, basketball court, and a walking path within 300 feet of the skate park, making it a hot spot for active people and kids. You found a tree for you and the boys to sit under and watch the regular high-schoolers do their tricks.

“Dude, did you see Haruto grind the railing? That was sick” Hyunsuk gushed, excited for the quiet boy to show off something cool.

“Okay but I taught that to Jeongwoo last week,” Junkyu shook his head, “I think he’s a natural!”

“Guys, Junghwan’s trying to get our attention!” You tap both of the boy’s shoulders and point at the sweet kid who is waving brightly at you guys. He preforms a small and very shaky kick-flip, but you know it is the first time he’s ever done it. You smile at him and give him a big thumbs up, which he receives like it was the best day in his life.

But like all good things, the refreshing and fun atmosphere had to be ruined by the worst headache imaginable...

“Hey (Y/N) I just wanted to-”

“What are you doing here Yedam?” You scoffed, looking away from the boy standing in front of you, “Don’t you have some studying for your much harder course to do?” Him and his little group were sitting at a picnic table a few feet away, but of course he just had to come and torment you.

“Firstly, to answer your question, I happen to come here all the time to get some exercise. Secondly, I wanted to apologize for making a scene earlier in the cafe.” He stated simply, “I get that you’re a bit sensitive when it comes to pointing out the intellectual difference in our work-”

“Did you seriously just say I was dumber than you while trying to apologize?” You growled and stood up. Hyunsuk tugged on your pant leg, trying to get you to sit back down, but this kid really was getting on you last nerve.

“I was just explaining the differences between the two and I guess that rubbed you the wrong way as well...” He explained, polite smile plastered on his face, “but isn’t there anything you’d like to apologize for?”

“Like what?!” you spat. Junkyu stood up too and placed his arm around your shoulder in an attempt to calm you down, but you just shrug him off and take a step towards the boy in front of you. Yedam’s face falters, frustration evident on his features.

“I didn’t really want to say it,” He sighed and folded his arms, “But you weren’t the nicest to me back in the cafe, nor do I think you’re being very nice to me now when I haven’t even raised my voice at you once.”

“Oh, so I’m supposed to be thankful that you didn’t shout at me when you were shitting all over me and my degree?” You laughed in shock at how unbelievable this guy was being, almost at your breaking point, “Yeah right.”

“I guess I shouldn’t have expected much from you,” He sighed again, irritation laced in his voice, “clearly you’re still too emotional to understand you’re at fault too...”

“Oh fuck you, Yedam” You shouted. This was the last straw; you couldn’t -No, you wouldn’t- stand for it anymore, “I don’t know what your problem is, but you can KISS MY ASS!” With the last word, you shoved his chest, making him stumble backwards. You friends quickly stood and held either one of your arms, trying to de-escalate the situation. Yedam looked shocked that you would ever lay a hand on him, but nonetheless scoffs and shakes his head.

“I can’t ever understand why Jaehyuk is even friends with a bitch like you.” He grumbled under his breath and turned away from you, walking back over to his friends, anger billowing off him like smoke. You gripped onto your friends tightly, not wanting to embarrass yourself further from your overflow of emotions.

“Hey, let’s just go.” Junkyu suggests, pulling you in the opposite direction of Yedam, “He’s not worth it (Y/N).”

“Lets go to the school and pick the boys up.” Hyunsuk leads you away from the park and rubs your back, “Then we can hang out at my house and get some take out. Sounds good?” You nodded, taking a deep breath; making your way to the school.

You couldn’t understand why Yedam was so condescending to you; He seemed nice, even supportive, of your other friends. He didn’t seem to realize that he had to always be right, and that he was just so stubborn to the point where he would insult you to avoid being wrong. How could Jaehyuk and even Hyunsuk be friends with him when he passive-aggressively has to be the smartest guy in the room? That almost made it all worse; the fact that his words were said with a smile and sweet tone, like venom covered in with sugar.

It wasn’t long before you and the guys were snuggled up on Hyunsuk’s bed, watching (Movie), eating fried chicken and smoking a bit of weed. You were still fuming, but being around your favorite people and having a couple puffs made you feel a bit better about the whole situation. You had apologized earlier to Hyunsuk and Junkyu for making a scene in public, to which they were understanding and just assured you it was okay. Yedam wasn’t even a thought in your mind, as you just wanted to enjoy this time with your boys.

“So, what are we doing this weekend?” Junkyu asked through a mouthful of chicken.

“Well, I was invited to a party, and told I could bring my friends.” Jaehyuk explained and took a sip of sprite, “If you guys wanted to do that?”

“Is it at the dorms?” Hyunsuk blew smoke up and handed his blunt over to you for a hit, “Cause that’s lame if it is.”

“Nah, it at a house,” Jaehyuk confirmed, taking the blunt from your hands before you could use it, causing you to pout, “I’ll send you guys the address if you want.”

“Sounds fun boys!” Junkyu exclaimed, wrapping his arms around Hyunsuk and sighing, “I haven’t been to a party in forever..!”

“What about right now, kyu?” You joked, taking the blunt back from Jaehyuk and inhaling almost immediately. you then blew the smoke in Junkyu’s face, who giggled at the feeling of the smoke across his face, “Isn’t this a fun party?” Mashiho, with his head in your lap, tugs on your (his) sweatshirt to get your attention; without a word, he signals for the blunt, and you comply, giving the Japanese boy the stick.

“Cool,” Jaehyuk confirmed before stuffing more chicken into his mouth, “I’ll send the address to the group chat later. Right now, I have figure out what the fuck we are watching...” You giggled, feeling the pot numb all your senses and slow your brain activity.

“Hyunsukkie~” You whined, snatching the blunt and giving it to Hyunsuk as a offering, “Can I pretty please spend the night?”

“Me tooooooooo” Mashiho cheers cutely, burying his face into your stomach.

“Me three, I’m too sleepy to go home.” Junkyu said with a yawn, leaning his head onto the eldest. Hyunsuk smiled softly at the three of you and took a long drag of the blunt, only to blow the smoke out as slow as possible.

“Sure” He finally answered, “But you gotta be out by 10 tomorrow cause I have a class then.”

“Thank you, sukkie!” Junkyu chirped and grabbed another piece of chicken and turned his focus back to the movie that was just background noise to you in your state.

Soon, Jaehyuk went home (He had to feed his dog early tomorrow) and you and Mashiho migrated to the living room to go to sleep (Junkyu already fell asleep in Hunsuk’s bed and would not budge). Tangled up on the floor, you could feel Mashiho’s head rest lightly on your chest and his arms wrapped around you tightly.

“(Y/N), I gotta tell you something...” Mashiho whispered softly, eyes closed gently. You pet his fluffy hair, feeling your high slowly but surely wash away, “But you gotta just listen to the whole thing before you say anything.”

“What is it, shiho?” You whisper back, staring out into the darkness of the apartment. You felt strange, but somehow at peace.

“I really like you,” He almost slurred; just listening to your heartbeat made him sleepy, “But I know you don’t feel the same about me. I can’t stop thinking about you and I hope that telling you can bring me some closure to these feelings, because I care about you and I don’t want to ruin what we have because it means so much to me to have you as a friend.” He finishes and doesn’t move, lying still as your chest rises and falls.

You were about to respond after processing his confession, until you hear his breathing slow and soft snores come out of his mouth. you smile to yourself at how adorable your friend is; you slowly lean down and place a small peck of the lovesick boy’s forehead before pulling him closer to you. You inhale his scent, silently promising to yourself that it won’t change how you feel about him and you’ll stay just as close as before. You feel yourself slip into the dark release of sleep, surrounded by the warmth of someone who loves you.

______________________________________________________________

The week flies by within no time and its suddenly the night of the party. You would think that Mashiho’s confession would be what was on your mind, but it was actually a certain someone else filling your thoughts.

The first time you saw Bang Yedam since the incident was on Wednesday, you had run into him at his (YOUR) favorite cafe when he was ordering. Surprisingly, he greeted you with a small nod and then basically pretended you didn’t exist, giving his friend Jihoon 100% of his attention. He must have been still pretty upset with what had happened, since Jihoon couldn’t stop looking at you while you ordered and received your drink.

It was strange; Yedam seemed to have been avoiding you all week, doing a full 180 when he spotted you coming through the hallway towards him on Thursday or even leaving his friends in the library right as you arrived on Friday. It was never like Yedam to avoid you, even if you did often bicker whenever you saw each other.

As much as you tried not to, your thoughts always wandered back to that headache of a boy you despised. You had started to feel a little (only a little) bad for what had happened; as annoying as he is, you shouldn’t have pushed him or yelled at him in public. You had thought about maybe apologizing, but that thought dissipated when you realized just who you were referring to and why that situation happened. Yet, for some reason, you seemed to actually miss the interactions you had with him; seeing his arrogant expression as he proved, once again, he was better than you. You didn’t know why you felt this way, but you suppressed it as much as possible.

“God (Y/N), by the time you’re done, the party will already be OVER!!!” Junkyu whines from your living room couch, “Hurry up please.”

“I’m done, you big baby!” You complain from you room, stepping out in (outfit of choice). The boys looked at you in awe, wondering if that really was their best friend standing there or if it was a goddess who replaced them (feel confident in yourself queen)

“I’m glad we waited cause you look stunning (Y/N)!” Jaehyuk complimented, rubbing his hands on his trousers to get rid of the sweat.

“Pfft!” You let out a laugh, walking to your front door, “Yeah right! lets go.”

“lets get going,” Hyusuk agrees, but placed his hand on your shoulder, “But jaehyuk is right, you look really good!” You shake your head, feeling your face get hot at the comments made to your appearance.

As you walk down the road in the dark towards your destination, you feel a soft hand entangle with yours and squeeze it lightly as it had many times before.

“You do look really pretty (Y/N).” Mashiho said quietly, ears turning red from embarrassment. The morning after he confessed his feelings for you, everything was normal. you didn’t bring it up, and neither did he. However, Mashiho did seem more relaxed and comfortable than he had been recently, so you were glad that he finally got the weight off his shoulders and he could begin the process of letting go.

You soon arrived at the house; it was not one you recognized, but you noted how big and expensive it looked. As you entered, you could see that the house was already packed full of classmates, although you didn’t see many people you knew there; the host must have been from different faculties then. There was a ton of food and a variety of drinks on all the counters in the sleek, modern kitchen and the living room was filled with the sounds of people and the intense beat of a edm track. The house looked super expensive and futuristic, yet also simplistic.

“Okay go have fun!” Hyunsuk dismissed you all like a teacher on a field trip, “If you need anything, text me okay.” You all nodded in agreement before Jaehyuk lead Mashiho to the kitchen to get something to drink.

“(Y/N), Let’s dance!” Junkyu practically ripped your arm out of it’s socket from pulling you towards the living room. He turned you so that you were facing him, and he held both of your hands in his; Junkyu then begins swaying from side to side and bouncing around, totally immersed in the rhythm of the song. You danced along with him, getting lost in the feeling of the music in your heart. That is, until you bumped into someones back.

“I’m so sorry!” You apologize, and realize the guy you ran into was a boy named Asahi. You had met him a couple times, and he seemed nice enough to be good friends with (you weren’t for some reason though...). But his expression quickly morphed into one of shock.

“(Y/N), why are you here?” He asked, confusion apparent in his tone.

“I came with Jaehyuk,” you responded, suddenly confused on why he would ask you that, “Why?”

It took you a second to connect the dots; there is a reason you don’t hang out with Asahi more and its because he is really good friends with...

“Yedam is here isn’t he?” You asked, feeling your stomach drop as Asahi confirms the biggest headache of your life is, in fact, at the party, “Arghhhh! why does he have to ruin everything?!”

“Uhm...” Asahi started, looking between you and Junkyu, “If you didn’t want to be around Yedam, why did you come to his party at his house?”

“This isn’t Yedam’s house!” You refused, “Jaehyuk said that he got invited by a friend...” Then it dawned on you.

Jaehyuk didn’t tell you which friend invited him to their party.

“Kyu, did hyukkie tell us this was Yedam’s house?” You asked calmly, to which Junkyu shook his head no; You smiled furiously before turning to Asahi and excusing yourself, “Be right back, I have to go find Yoon Jaehyuk right now and have a chat him.” you disappear from the living room, Junkyu following close behind only to grab onto your sleeve.

“(Y/N) wait!” Junkyu cried, pulling you back to him, “Why are you getting so worked up? There are so many people here! What if we don’t even see Yedam tonight?” Just as the words left his lips, like a spell, the man himself runs into you, toppling you over onto the floor. He quickly reached down to help you up, grasping your hand firmly.

“Oh goodness! Sorry about th-” Yedam started and immediately stopped talking when he realized it was you, loosing his grip on your hand. He blinked a couple of times before standing up straight, still not saying a word. You stood up and dusted yourself off, brain going haywire at the events from the past two minutes.

“Where. Is. Jaehyuk?” You enunciate each word, glaring into Yedam’s face, who seemed to just grasp the situation. He turned around and continued up the stairs, not checking if you were following him (Which you were). You turn right at the top of the stairs and enter the first door on your left, which happened to be a music room/office space. Jaehyuk and a few other people are in there just hanging out and playing with the electric keyboard hooked up to the computer.

“Jaehyuk,” Yedam boomed, his voice strong and deep and filled with hatefulness, “What the fuck.” Jaehyuk, among noticing both of your presences, had all the blood drained from his face. Everyone else in the room scattered like cockroaches when the lights turn on and you closed the door behind them.

“Now hang on,” Jaehyuk backed away into the corner, “Let me explain.”

“Why didn’t you tell me this was this shithead’s house!?” You asked crossing your arms and furrowing your brow, “do you just like seeing me suffer?”

“Well the thing is-” Jaehyuk started, but was soon interrupted by Yedam, who was equally as pissed finding out that you were here.

“You really have some nerve.” He scoffed, pointing his finger into the older boy’s chest, “First you lied to me, making me embarrass myself, and then I’m nice enough to host a stupid party for you. And what do you do? Make it worse by bringing her. Fuck you dude.”

“Yeah, fuck you!” You through your hands up in the air, “I’m so pissed at you it’s not even funny. You know I get along with SO many people, and there’s only ONE guy I can’t stand. So you invite me to his house because you enjoy me getting angry, don’t you?”

“I’m sorry but-” Jaehyuk started but was cut off immediately.

“Just-” Yedam sighs loathe-fully and closes his eyes, running his hands through his hair, “I can’t even look at you right now. Just go downstairs while I take some time to cool off.”

Jaehyuk scurries away, leaving you and Yedam alone in the office. He sits on the desk-chair, taking a deep breath and blowing it all out of his mouth. You pace back in forth in silence just trying to not punch a hole through Yedam’s wall.

“tsk.” He scoffed to himself and stared at his feet, “I can’t believe that guy...”

“Right?” You replied, just wanting to get your feelings out. You sat on the hardwood floor, rage seething out of you, “Who does Jaehyuk think he is?”

“I know! He thinks he can just waltz in here with whoever he wants and I’ll just forgive him because that’s what I always do!”

“He literally doesn’t have the decency to at least INFORM us that the other person would be there. Its like he doesn’t even care how seeing you would make me feel!”

“He has no respect for either of us or our feelings.”

“He really doesn’t”

You sat in silence after ranting back and forth for a bit, not looking up at the man in front of you. You felt like somehow, after getting mutually upset by your friend, you could maybe understand at least one thing about your enemy... You started to think about what’s been occupying your thoughts for the past week and make a quick decision.

“Hey Yedam,” You sighed, turning to meet the dark-haired boy’s gaze, “I’m honestly sorry about what happened at the skate park. And the Cafe.” You looked away, deciding again to share another thing you’ve been reflecting on recently.

“I just-” You began, hands falling into your lap as you stared at the floor, “I get so upset and annoyed and I don’t know how to deal with those feelings except snapping back and shouting and taking out my anger in destructive ways. Sure, you do make me mad and irritated and do hurt my feelings sometimes, but you still don’t deserve being yelled at and pushed around. I’ll try really hard to let you know how I feel without being aggressive next time...”

“Oh god, (Y/N),” Yedam said softly sitting down on the floor next to you, “I should be apologizing, not you. I don’t think about how the words I say effect you and that makes me a bad person. I just have so much pressure to not make any mistakes and be perfect that I always have to be right, even if its at the expense of others. You feeling upset is reasonable because I’m being an asshole, even if I don’t mean to...”

Yedam held out his hand for you to shake, and you looked up at him. Yedam somehow felt different now; he wasn’t the same guy that seemed inherently better than you, but instead a misunderstood gifted child who had a lot to deal with and be anxious about. He was smiling brightly and for the first time, you actually enjoyed seeing him happy.

“I promise, I’ll work on filtering what I say because I’d really like to have a better relationship with you and become a better person that doesn’t hurt others, okay?” He finishes off, chewing his lower lip. You gingerly take his hand, this time feeling how warm and inviting it is and shake it. You see a real, genuine smile grace Yedam’s feature and he helps you to your feet. I guess that meant you were friends now??? But one more thing has been weighing on your mind.

“I noticed you had been avoiding me all week...” You start, feeling the blood rush to your cheeks, “did I really make you that upset?”

“Yes and no...” Yedam replied tentatively, before clearing his throat, “I was really upset after the skate park incident partially because of how you reacted to the whole thing. It was the most frustrated I’ve ever felt towards you...” You nodded along, as Yedam explained how he felt about the whole thing.

“But I was more upset because of what Jaehyuk said to me earlier that day.” Yedam told you, and you could see his cheeks flush red at the recalling of what happened, “He told me that you would be waiting there at the skate park and that, you actually wanted to apologize to me because... uhmm... you wanted to apologize...” Yedam trails off and looks at his shoes, rubbing the back of his neck out of what seemed to be embarrassment..? He then coughed a bit and met your gaze once again.

“He told me that you wanted to apologize because you actually had a crush on me...” He explained before looking down again and ranting about the whole thing, “So I went there to hear your apology and talk you through your feelings, but I couldn’t even get to that part because I fucked up apologizing to you and made you really mad and after the whole thing I was so frustrated at Jaehyuk for lying about how you felt and I was so embarrassed about the misunderstanding that I avoided you.” You stood in silence for a moment, absolutely stunned at what you had just heard before letting out a laugh, catching Yedam off guard.

“Hey man, That’s definitely not what I was expecting,” You replied with a chuckle before grabbing at Yedam’s hand, “But I’ll take that over you hating my guts and planning my murder any day.” The boy’s features relaxed a bit and he softly snickered out of relief. You both returned downstairs, where Yedam lead you into the kitchen to get a drink (He said it was to signify a new beginning, but you just wanted to get sloshed). He seemed like a totally different person than before; much more considerate and very genuine as opposed to how he usually had fake, polite-niceties going at all times. You both stood in the kitchen just getting to know each other as friends instead of enemies.

“Hey...” Hyunsuk greeted as he came into the kitchen, “What’s going on here..?” He looked at you with a quirked brow and before slowly taking the cup from your hand. You burst out laughing at your friend’s tentative behavior, before taking your cup back from the elder.

“Me and (Y/N) are getting to know each other.” Yedam responded, looking at you fondly, “I think we’re friends now?”

“We bonded over our mutual anger for Jaehyuk.” You clarify taking a swig of your drink, Hyunsuk nodded, that being the only explanation needed on the unprobable events in front of him, “But I realized we have a lot more in common than I thought.”

“Well, Have you seen Mashi or Junkyu?” Hyunsuk asked, scanning the kitchen area for the two boys in question, “I’m taking them home if you want to come. Junkyu asked an hour ago because he was worried his animal crossing villagers missed him.”

“I haven’t seen them,” You responded, checking your watch, “But, at this hour, I bet they are out smoking some pot.”

“Good thinking,” Hyunsuk replied, tapping his temple, “I’ll go check outside, but I’ll be right back okay.” He then leaned close to you and whispered in your ear.

“Don’t cause any trouble,” He glaced over at Yedam, “You know this is his house and he could kick you out...” You giggled and pushed Hyunsuk away to find the two boys. You turn your attention back to Yedam, who was engrossed in a conversation of what he was doing with you to Yoshinori. He takes a sip of his drink and you look at how his Adam's apple bobs when he swallows, and you feel... different.

It’s not like Yedam is unattractive by any means; you notice that hes actually very handsome, with his dark, shaggy hair and sharp jawline. It’s just that you’ve disliked the guy for so long that you didn’t really care about how his face looked, only that you wanted to punch it. But now that you’re friends, you get a butterflies in your stomach when you see the veins on his arms protrude as he holds his cup or licks his lips to wet them. Maybe it was the alcohol (Which you’d only really had one can of twisted tea), but Yedam was hot, and you could feel your heart race and face burn when you met his gaze...

“EARTH TO (Y/N)!” You hear your very drunk and very high koala friend shout, snapping you out of your daze.

“Kyu, you look like you’re completely gone.” You commented, stopping the boy from falling on you, “You should probably go home.”

“Yeah I’m feeling a bit icky...” Junkyu hiccuped, beaming brightly, “But the real tea, is what’s with your and Damiii~”

“We are trying to be friends now.” You explained slowly, glancing up at the cute Japanese boy, who basically jumps into your arms when you see him.

“(Y/N)~” Mashiho squeaked hugging you tightly, “I haven’t seen you, like at all! Where did my little (Y/N) run off tooooo?” You pat him on the back softly, assuring him that you weren’t hiding from him for nearly two minutes.

“Okay boys, time to take you home.” Hyunsuk announced, causing the two younger boys to groan. You can hear Yedam chuckle at their antics, and suddenly you’re aware that you have two full grown men trying to snuggle you in the middle of the kitchen.

“(Y/N),” Hyunsuk beckoned you as he pulled the boys off and handed you something, “I confiscated this from Junkyu. Do with it as you wish. I’ll be back after dropping these two knuckle heads off.” You look down to see a messily rolled joint and with that Hyunsuk led the boys out the front door.

“Wow,” Yedam grinned sheepishly, enjoying the silliness of the two boys, “Your friends sure know how to party...”

“Oh yeah?” You smirked and held up the joint to show Yedam, “Hey, have you ever tried marijuana before?” Yedam’s eyes widened before he shook his head no.

“Do you want to try it?” You asked sweetly, watching Yedam blink a couple of times, thinking about his answer. Before he could however, you pulled him by the hand into his upstairs bathroom closing the door; you then turn on the fan and open the window by the sink, letting the cold air cool your skin.

“I-” Yedam started, nervousness evident in his tone, “I’m not sure about this...”

You sit down on the counter, trying your best to fix the wrapping of the blunt so that it was more tight. You glanced at Yedam before smirking at his worried behavior.

“You don’t have to try it if you don’t want to.” You stated simply, “But I can show you that it’s not scary first and you can change your mind then. If you don’t that’s all good too!” Finally done talking, you take a lighter that you kept in your pocket and ignited the end of the joint. Yedam watched in awe as you placed it gently between your lips and took a hit. You smile at him and release the smoke out the window of the bathroom slowly, until its all gone.

“See?” You coaxed, “How did you feel about that?”

“Not scary...” Yedam trails off and looks at the tiles on the floor before giving you a determined look, “I wanna t-try... but I don’t know how...” You agree to show him and sit him on your spot on the counter by the window. Getting close to his face, you place the blunt a centimetre in front of his lips.

“Just inhale when you have it in your mouth,” You whispered, feeling his hot breath fan across your face. You could feel the blossoming of warmth in your chest as you lean away, not feeling in control when you’re inches from him, “and then blow it out.” Yedam doesn’t break eye-contact as he nodded. He gets you to guide the blunt between his pretty pink lips and takes a deep breath. This of course leaves him coughing and gagging for a minute, while you try your best not to laugh at the first-timer.

“That was terrible!” He chuckled through coughs, “How did you become so good at this?”

“I had someone take the hit for me then blow the smoke into my mouth the first few times,” You confessed with a chuckle, patting the boy on the back gently, “It’s not as strong or tough to handled that way.” Yedam finally gets his reflex under control as you take another hit and lean over blow it out the window.

“Can we try that?” He asked timidly, curiosity blooming in his eyes. You feel the pit of your stomach heat up at the thought of it.

“How much did you have to drink?” You asked, not wanting to take advantage of the boy.

“Just one vodka and sprite. I’m completely capable and aware, if that what you’re worried about.”

“You know, if we try that, I have to-”

“Kiss me? I know. But I really want to see what it’s like to fully experience weed and I need your help with it...” There is a fire in his eyes, and he looked more serious than you had ever seen him look. He licked his lips expectantly, glancing between your own lips and your unreadable gaze.

“Okay...” You agreed, your lower stomach sparking interest in the idea of kissing Yedam, “But once I give you the smoke, you need to blow it out the window.” He nodded in agreement and pulled you closer to him, holding your unused hand in his sweaty one. You inhale the smoke slowly, trying to get as much of it as possible. You then tentatively place your lips against Yedam’s and blow gently into his open and awaiting mouth. Within a couple seconds, he pulls away and exhales the diluted smoke with a sigh. You both sit in silence for a moment.

“That was way better than the first time,” He reviews, smirking at you, “Can I go one more time?” You nodded and prepared to take another hit, but Yedam pulled you closer to him.

“What are you doing?” You asked, voice barely audible due to the proximity of the two of you.

“Come sit up here,” Yedam said, boldly patting his thighs, “It hurts my back to lean down so far...” You hesitate before climbing up and straddling his lap, bringing you face to face with him. You can feel the warmth his body radiates and it makes your senses go crazy. After getting situated, you deeply inhale the smoke and yet again meet his lips, although it felt different this time; Yedam seemed more sure of himself and you felt his hands snake up to your waist and hold you snugly as you blew the smoke for him. He exhaled, releasing the smoke out into the night sky, but didn’t let you go.

“You know,” Yedam began, not breaking your eyes contact, “There was a reason I wanted to talk to you at the skate park... and it wasn’t for an apology.” You could feel yourself falling deeper and deeper into Bang Yedam and you knew that you shouldn’t do this, but the way his lips tasted and the way his strong hands supported you was too intoxicating to resist.

“Then what was the reason?” You asked softly, leaning into his touch.

“I wanted to ask you about your feeling for me then,” He responded shakily, slowly but surely leaning closer to your face.

“And why is that?”

“Because I thought that I’d have a chance to tell you how I feel and maybe that we feel the same way...”

“How do you know we don’t..?”

“Do you...” He hesiated, watching your eyes dance all over his features, “Do you like me the same way I like you?”

“Why don’t you kiss me and find out?” You replied nonchalantly, too drunk on the feeling of the fluttering in your heart.

In a moment, his lips were on yours again, this time it was more passionate and messy. Your hands find their place in his shaggy hair as his roamed the expanse of your back. You only break for a moment to breath before Yedam dives in for another needy kiss; you can feel his tongue dance against yours, as sweet and intricate as a kiss can be.

After kissing for what seems like forever, you finally pull away, head spinning. Yedam smiled at you, lips puffy and red and hair messy.

“Why have we been arguing when we could have been doing this instead?” He whispered, hands moving from your body onto your own to lace his fingers between yours. You chuckled breathlessly, squeezing his hands in yours. Being here with Yedam definitely wasn’t what you expected to happen, but you couldn’t complain. You sat silently for a moment, just enjoying the way his body felt against yours.

“Because we’re stupid.” You replied, placing a kiss on his knuckles before releasing his hands to wrap your arms around his neck. Yedam smirked, and hummed in agreement, hands falling back down to waist.

“That’s a first for me.” Yedam said, earning a playful slap to the chest from you. You smiled and rolled your eyes. Of course he’d say that.

“Yeah okay.” You scoffed sarcastically, grinning as you pulled him closer to you, “you should shut up kiss me again, stupid…”

“Gladly.” Yedam hummed, leaving into your lips again, determined to never stop kissing you again.

~~~~~~~~~~Epilouge~~~~~~~~~~~

The night felt like it went on forever up until you had to go home. Yedam asked for your phone number, and hugged you goodbye (much to the shock of Hyunsuk, who almost screamed when he came to pick you up).

You had awoken the next morning to the sound of your phone going off. You looked to see a very hopeful and very sarcastic message from a certain past-headache.

Dami~: woke up early just to message you and ask you something... Are you free tomorrow? Cause I’d really like to take you out on a date so I can officially say my girlfriend gave me weed in my bathroom instead of That One Girl I Used To Argue With But Now Am In A Complicated Relationship With. Let me know Sweetheart ;)

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A/N: I hope you enjoyed! I didn’t really proof-read, but I finished this whole thing in a day so I think that’s pretty fair. Have a wonderful day/night and don’t forget to follow me if you enjoyed this!

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aww--baby · 2 years

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ur moots as idols?

-nosy anon

AWWW wait-

@meraniki as Sunoo- I love her so much, she gives me so much serotonin, her energy is un-matched, I just love her. But then behind all that smile there is so much talent in this chaotic fluffball, her writing?? Hello?? If only I could explain how much happier in our memories broke me, or how I smile whenever I read her headcannons. I just, she makes me so happy, and so does Sunoo. Shout-out ot my best frnd on tumblr.

@jisungs-hubby-is-roan as either Sunghoon (enhypen) or Yedam (treasure)- I love him so much, but in a way which makes me want to punch him everytime i see him. I want to bicker, slander, but every conversation ends with a kiss. The absolute most subtle daily enemies to lovers routine. This can be divided into Sunghoon and Yedam: Sunghoon -> Love him so much, the second I see him, it's ON; Yedam -> We bicker, but I can't help falling in love. Roan is an amazing combo.

These 2 r the only ones i can think of hehe

#anon asks

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pxrkjihxxn · 4 years

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god i love the tension between them😭 im weak fr, also yedam is such a sweetheart i cant

i'm a sucker for tension/enemies to lovers/bickering as flirting and jihoon seems exactly the type to be like that when he's into someone!!! yedam's a babie honestly he just cares a lot😭 we love a healthy happy chosen family (apart from the obvious emotionally constipated duo hehe)

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hayoonbiin · 5 years

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Blind To It

Pairing: Yedam X Reader

Requested By: @watanabeyours

Request: Hey love! Can I request an angsty w/ a fluffy ending scenario (w prompt 3+39+63) w Yedam where the reader understands his struggles as a trainee?? maybe smth like enemies to lover?? thanks boo

3: “Isn’t it obvious? I’m in love with you!”

39: “At least put your guards down for me.”

63: “You’re staring again.”

A/N: Thank you for requesting, I started working on this as soon as I got the request.

I never understood much coming to YG Entertainment, and apparently, the new boy group was willing to show me around on my first week. I thought it was so sweet until I met Yedam and he hated me because I took away his friends, which was obviously never my intentions. For weeks I tried to suck up to him but it never worked because he would just end up yelling at me in front of everyone.

“Just go away, haven't you done enough already.” Yedam sighed as his friends looked at me sorrily, this was happening in front of everyone. I teared up and ran into the bathroom and sobbed for what felt like hours. I came out and Junkyu pulled me into a gentle hug and led me out to my uber. I finally got home and I flopped onto my bed and passed out.

“y/n...” I heard softly “y/n?” Yedam’s soft honey voice shook me awake gently as his adorable cheeks puffed out as he started to pout.

Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep your alarm sounded notifying you that it was time to go to the company, no days off. Not even a needed Saturday, I rolled off the bed and began to get ready when I heard a soft knock on my door.

I opened it as I pulled my sweatshirt over my head and looked up to a messy-haired Junkyu with two cups of Boba in his hands, “Good morning! I am glad you're finally dressed, We can head to YG as soon as our ride gets here. “

You smiled softly at him as he handed you a straw and your drink then sat next to you on your couch as you both waited for the text. Soon his phone pinged and you both stood as he led you to the elevator and pressed the down button, happy to see the other boys you skipped to the car, forgetting about Yedam’s horrible treatment of you the night before. You scoot into the car next to Hyunsuk and make room for Junkyu when Yedam scoffs from the front realizing he couldn’t look back without having to see your face. Suddenly you remembered the night before and it sunk in, Yedam really hates you. “Yedam what is your problem?”, You snapped.

He looked back a bit startled, “What?”

“Why do you hate me? I don’t get it! I tried my best to get on your good side and you just yell at me and make me feel horrible. I don’t understand what I did.” You shout. Junkyu puts his hand on your shoulder to calm you down, but Yedam looks back at you and smirks “I don’t hate you, you aren’t worth hating.” He says proudly. You stare back at him angered, “I can’t believe you are so oblivious, I like you, I like like you Yedam and you HATE me!” You cover your mouth and when the car stops you crawl over Kuku to escape the car, You couldn’t believe you just admit your feelings for him in front of everyone.

Ping... From Bang Bang Bang

TO BE CONTINUED

#yg treasure box #ygtb #bang yedam #Yedam #Bang Yedam Imagine #ha yoonbin #kim junkyu #choi hyunsuk #kim seunghun #lee byounggon #kim doyoung #haruto #park jeongwoo #junghwan

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my-rae · 5 years

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Just the idea (0%)

Planned (0-5%)

Working on it (5-95%)

Ready to post (95-100%)

° Silver boys series

Woong's story (3nd story)

Genre: ???

Current status: Just the idea (0%)

° Hyunsuk

Enemies to lovers! Au

Angst to fluff

Underground rapper! Hyunsuk

Current status: planned(4%)

° Yedam

Soulmate! Au

Angst to fluff

Longer version of the drabble Robber

Current status: planned (5%)

+ Only if requested or if I feel like writing it tbh

#to do list #masterlist #mery's treasure

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acaiasahi · 2 years

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i'm having such a hard time picking whether i should keep this a enemies to lovers w doyoung or making it a friends to lovers w yedam bc dy did reader wrong... UGH IDK MY MIND HURTSSSS

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milkybonya · 3 years

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Make or Break

order 010 for @mechurihanbin: large banana milk tea with pudding for Jihoon

Warnings: Jihoon being a pain in the butt at times and watch out for a cliché scene! also some explicit language

Summary: in this highschool!enemies to lovers!au, Jihoon, the leader of a rival high school band to yours, annoys you, the leader of another band, to no end. but somehow the two of you end up being forced to combine forces as one band and... things go from there :]

Word count: 3k+

[a/n]: so i think @dobidreamz is the genius of enemies to lovers! with her Hyunsuk piece, and after also reading her Jihoon piece,,, well thats kind of where i got inspiration for this from so ALEX ILY and i hope this is good even tho it may not make sense and might feel rushed because i really didnt want to make this too long T.T i'm sorry

"Stand-by. We're on stand-by."

You fumble with the guitar in your hands and look down at your converse sneakers, making sure they're laced up properly. When you notice one of them is undone, you lean down to tie it up but stop when you notice a boy kneeled down, tying the laces for you himself.

His guitar hangs on his back, and his fluffy caramel hair is neatly styled around his head. When he looks up though, you have to fight back the urge to spit on him.

"[y/n], fancy seeing you here! You're going up next, right? Can't go up there with untied laces," he says, standing up while smirking.

"I'll see you around then?" he waves at you as he walks off and you let out the breath you were holding.

"This bi-" you start, but your bandmate, Junghwan cuts you off.

"We need to go now! They've called our name!"

"[y/n]'s laces, though," Haruto, another bandmate of yours, mumbles while pointing down.

Yes, of course. Jihoon did not tie your laces for you, but instead untied the laces of your other shoe instead. So now, you're royally fucked.

"There's no time!" Yedam says, pushing all of you forwards onto the stage.

Performing with untied laces... well, there's a first time for everything?

After quickly finding your positions before the curtains are drawn, you are visibly a lot more reserved at first, strumming the strings of your guitar while standing in one place even though you'd usually be running around. Your bandmates glance at you, worried about why you're acting differently from the way you usually present yourself on stage, but you try to ignore them, focusing on your vocals and guitar-playing... until you see Jihoon's face in the crowd.

He's so far away in the back, but you can see him somehow, poking his tongue out the side of his mouth while smirking at you. Seeing him provokes you in some strange way to take off, bouncing around the stage to Yedam on your right who also plays guitar. He feeds into your energy, nodding his head along with you as you both play into each other's sounds.

Your portion of the performance ends just like that, with you wildly running across the stage in your untied laces... and it becomes a big hit! If winning first place in the high school band contest you performed for isn't enough, when you go to school the next day, you notice everyone's shoes are untied. Everyone is whispering amongst themselves while glancing cautiously at you, and you don't think to connect the dots. Maybe everyone just forgot to tie their laces today?

"[y/n], you've got some explaining to do," Jihoon, says, walking up to your seat in class. Unfortunately, he's in the same class as you.

"Hm?" you ask, looking up at the boy.

He points down to your shoes.

"I'm the reason you performed so well on stage with your laces like that the other day, and now you're taking the credit for making untied laces become trendy?" he explains.

"When did I ever do that?" you ask.

"[y/n]! You rocked the stage with your laces untied yesterday but have them tied today? What's going on?" Hyunsuk, your classmate and Jihoon's bandmate asks you.

Although you and Jihoon aren't on good terms, you're still friendly with some of his bandmates. It's just Jihoon that is the problem.

"Ah... it was an acci-" you start, but Jihoon's callused hand, most likely like that from playing the guitar so much, covers your mouth.

"They just wanted to switch things up today!" Jihoon says, laughing awkwardly.

You bite his hand, earning you a yelp from the boy, who removes his hand and winces.

"What are you saying?" you whisper to Jihoon.

He bends down and leans forward to whisper into your ear.

"I'll give you a free pass to continue acting like you started this trend even though it was me," Jihoon whispers, "but in return, you have to do something for me."

You sigh.

"Jihoon, I really don't care about this stupid trend!"

Jihoon pressed a finger against your lips, sending shivers down your spine with his touch.

"Maybe you don't, but I think your bandmates do," he says, nodding in the direction behind you.

You turn around and find Haruto, Yedam and Junghwan, your bandmates, all showcasing their shoes with untied laces to one another while talking excitedly.

"What if this trend makes us popular?" Junghwan asks, excitedly.

"We could even name our band 'untied'!" Yedam suggests, earning murmurs of approval from Haruto and Junghwan.

You sigh for a second time. Noticing how happy your bandmates seem, you reconsider Jihoon's offer.

"I'll go tell everyone I'm the one who untied your laces if you don't comply," Jihoon starts, crossing his arms.

"Okay, okay! What do you want from me?"

"You'll find out later," Jihoon says, returning to his seat.

You ball your hand up into a fist and lightly smack your desk. This damned boy always gets on your nerves... why can't he just tell you now?!

After a long and dreary lesson, your teacher calls you and Jihoon into his office. Despite being confused, you obviously follow him along with Jihoon to his office. Jihoon, who avoids eye contact with you and walks with his hands thrown in his pockets, ignores a pack of girls who squeal as he walks past, only saying hi to a couple of his friends before the two of you reach the teacher's office.

"So, [y/n] and Jihoon. I know the two of you aren't exactly on the best of terms-"

You and Jihoon shoot glares at each other upon hearing that statement.

"-But I was hoping you would be able to do something for me. I know both of your bands are widely known around the city and country for being the best high school band, but there's a new competitor: blind daisy. They're rising stars and will be competing at the national high school band competition - the competition that really counts."

"So what should we do?" Jihoon asks.

"Well... while I admit that both of your bands are truly incredible, and congratulations again on the win yesterday, [y/n], I think that the two of you would be stronger together."

Firstly thanking your teacher for congratulating you, you glance at Jihoon after hearing the second part of your teacher's statement.

"Huh?"

"I'm thinking... for this competition, the two bands could unite as one," your teacher explains.

You scoff, glaring at Jihoon.

"I'm sorry sir, but I can't work with this guy!"

"Jihoon has already agreed to it, but wanted me to bring you both here to talk it over together today."

You whip your head around to face Jihoon, who has his lips pressed together.

"This is the thing I told you about, [y/n], the thing that you would find out about later," he says.

You squeeze your eyes shut, feeling dizzy.

"This?! Jihoon, you-"

"If [y/n] doesn't want to, then you don't have to proceed with this," the teacher says.

"No, [y/n] wants to. Right, [y/n]?" Jihoon asks you.

"Yes," you say while gritting your teeth.

With that, you've signed yourself up for a huge project that involves you closely working with Jihoon for a whole month. It can't be that bad, right?

"No, no no, [y/n]! I want you to play it more passionately," Jihoon complains, picking up his own guitar to demonstrate.

You sigh, staring up at the ceiling and ignoring Jihoon's demonstration completely.

"I know! I am playing passionately. Our ideas of passion are just different," you explain.

"Well the two of you have to agree on something," Yoshi, one of Jihoon's bandmates points out.

"I just don't know if it would work best to all do everything in the same way or just do everything in our own styles..." you say with a sigh.

"Well, we have to have some common points," Hyunsuk explains.

"Yeah, like when you and your band play, [y/n], you seem to share a vibe. Each time you walk up to Yedam and Haruto on stage, you even head bang in the same way," Jaehyuk, Jihoon's other bandmate explains.

"But those things just come naturally!" you say.

"I think it's because we spend so much time together that we just click so well," Haruto explains, and everyone agrees.

"So [y/n] and I just need to hang out more?" Jihoon asks, smirking slightly.

"Not just you and [y/n]! But all of us, together," Hyunsuk says.

"Sounds like you want some alone time with our lead guitarist, huh?" Yedam asks Jihoon, nudging him.

Jihoon scoffs, "I want nothing to do with this person."

But he can't hide the fact that his cheeks have turned slightly red.

Yedam whispers something to Haruto.

"I bet $10 they'll be dating by the time this competition is over."

Haruto shakes his head, no.

"I bet $10 that will never, ever happen," he says.

"Well all 8 of us can't just hang out together, that would be too difficult... I say we split into pairs!" Junghwan suggests.

After using that practice day to coordinate pair hangout sessions for the next day, you find yourself standing at the doorstep of Jihoon's house. Taking a deep breath, you knock and wait for him to open the door. When he does, his hair is messy and ruffled, his face is puffy with sleep and he's still in his pjs.

"[y/n]? What are you doing here so early?!"

"It's 3pm, Jihoon. You didn't answer my calls and texts so I thought you died or something."

"Oh... it's 3pm? But I just woke up," he mumbles to himself, checking the time on his phone.

"Can I come in?" you blurt out, smacking yourself internally for asking him that.

"Sure," Jihoon says, opening the door more widely so you can step in.

He asks you to wait in the living room while he changes and gets washed up, and you look around, finding some baby photos of him. It's weird seeing him look so cute after knowing him as such a rude person.

As you carefully pick up a frame in your hands to take a closer look, Jihoon enters the room and speaks up, frightening you and almost making you drop the frame.

"Was I a cute kid?" he asks, smiling as he dries his face with a towel.

You notice how his smile hasn't changed one bit, and it makes your heart skip a beat for a second. This kid really hasn't grown... was he mean as a baby too?

"No," you respond, putting the frame back with care.

Jihoon scoffs at you, throwing the towel he was holding onto his shoulders.

"Well... what should we do today?" you ask the boy, who collapses onto the couch at your side.

"Hmmm... do you wanna share some of our favourite songs?" he asks, already starting to scroll through his phone despite you not having agreed to anything yet.

"Sure," you say, also scrolling through your phone.

Jihoon shares a couple of the songs in his playlist first, and to your surprise, those were also the ones you wanted to share. When you tell him this, he blabbers some nonsense about how the two of you are a match made in heaven. When he winks, you lightly punch his shoulder.

"You're lucky I didn't hit you harder," you say, glaring at him.

"I can't believe you're being so rude to me when I literally am the host of this house?"

"Shut up," you say.

"Give me your phone, I wanna see the rest of your phone," he says, reaching forward to take it from your hands.

"No!" you yelp, moving it behind you and away from you.

Jihoon still leans forwards and as you lean back, you end up falling onto the armrest behind you, Jihoon hovering only inches above you. You can hear his soft breaths and stare at the mole under his eye, wanting to poke it to see if its real cause for some reason, it's making your enemy look kind of cute right now...

"Give me your phone," Jihoon says, taking it right out of your hand and sitting up as if nothing happened.

Is your heart the only one that's racing?

"[y/n], what's this?! Did you really make your face the cover for your spotify playlist?!" Jihoon asks, laughing as he shows you a playlist your bandmates made for you, using a candid photo of you laughing and pointing at something behind the camera as the cover photo.

"Stop! I told you not to look," you say, snatching the phone back.

"You looked cute there, though," Jihoon mumbles, leaning back on the couch.

"What did you say?" you ask the boy, who pats your head as a distraction.

"I just said that it's pretty egotistical of you to use your own face as a cover photo.

"My friends made me that playlist!" you explain.

"Okay, sure," Jihoon says, rolling his eyes but laughing at you nonetheless.

The two of you spend the rest of your day bonding over your shared music tastes and watching performances of your favourite artists, also making some time to go on a walk so Jihoon can show you the ducks that he says he likes to come and feed when he feels stressed out.

"Isn't it bad to feed the ducks?" you ask him as he squats down by the water with some bread in his hands.

He shrugs.

"They're hungry... so I should feed them, no?"

You shake your head at his logic and look ahead at the setting sun. This moment feels so weird... to be here with a boy you've hated for years now. It feels like you're on a date or something, watching Jihoon feed the ducks in his mismatched shoes and oversized sweater.

Back at his house, Jihoon decides that the two of you should waste no time in writing a song for your group.

"Let's get started on it while we can," he says, pulling out a paper and a pencil.

"Are you sure? Are we ready?"

"There's no better time than this," Jihoon says.

"So! Did everyone have a fun day together yesterday?" Hyunsuk asks as everyone is gathered together again in the school's music practice room.

There are some groans and quiet cheers that make Hyunsuk chuckle. You and Jihoon simply glance at one another slightly shyly.

"Hey, hey, hey! What was that look you and [y/n] just shared?" Hyunsuk teases Jihoon.

"It was a glare of hatred," Jihoon says, but while smiling.

You can't help but notice how good he looks leaning back while wearing a green jacket overtop a black t-shirt... what has gotten into you these days!!

"Anyway, let's practice!" Jaehyuk suggests.

Everyone stands up to reach for their instrument, getting organized.

"I have some good news," Jihoon says, making everyone look at him.

"[y/n] and I managed to write a song!"

"Wait, really? Without getting into a fight?" Junghwan asks.

Both of you nod, and everyone's jaws drop slightly.

"Well, let's hear it!" Yedam says.

When the two of you perform the song together, of course there's bass, drums and synth lacking, since it's just the two of you on guitar, but the song sounds so good still. It even looks good as your bandmates fail to take their eyes off you both for even a second. You even make eye contact with Jihoon at some point during the song as you sing, and Jihoon smiles, nodding along as you seem to sing to him.

"What was that eye contact?!" Haruto points out after your quick performance ends.

Both of you shrug before helping the rest of your bandmates learn the song. Things move forward from there as your now joint band works hard each evening after school and for the whole day on weekends to learn the song and learn how to properly perform it.

By the time the day of the competition is tomorrow, you're feeling severely stressed out, so you call Jihoon, whom you've somehow grown to hate a little less. There's some sort of strange tension between the two of you where Jihoon still gets on your nerves on purpose but seems to be teasing you rather than straight up shooting you down... or maybe he's always just been teasing you but you've taken it the wrong way?

Either way, Jihoon picks up the phone at 2am with a raspy voice.

"Hello?"

"Jihoon, I'm sorry, were you sleeping?"

"[y/n]? No, no, I was awake," he says, clearing his throat.

You smile at his attempt to lie for your sake.

"Ah, well... I'm feeling really stressed for tomorrow. I'm genuinely not sure I can do it... what if I mess things up? What if I forget the lyrics?"

"You won't mess things up because there's eight of us so no matter what happens, we can play it off as part of the performance. Even if you trip over and fall, we can make that part of the performance. We've already talked this over... and if you forget the lyrics, just make things up and have fun!"

You lose Jihoon's words within the first few as your thoughts begin to swirl around your head and you grow more worried.

"But what if..."

Jihoon sighs.

"You didn't hear a word I said, did you?"

You hum, still out of it.

"Just wait, I'll be there soon," Jihoon says before hanging up.

Confused, you decide to just try to sleep, even though that doesn't work. After a few moments, you feel your phone buzzing in your hand. When you check it, you notice a text from Jihoon asking you to open your door.

Surprised to see him at your doorstep, you let the boy in because he looks like a mess, wearing different pairs of shoes on each foot just like that day you went to feed the ducks with him, his hair is a mess and the buttons on his pyjamas are done up wrong.

Quietly, the two of you make it up to your room, where Jihoon sits cross-legged next to you on your bed.

"Do you want to practice?" he whispers.

"Here?" you ask.

He nods, beginning to quietly hum the instrumental and urging for you to sing. You press your lips together but still sing quietly when it's your time to do so. Despite being incredibly stressed and your mind being full of thoughts, you manage to deliver every line correctly without faltering, earning you a soft round of applause from Jihoon by the time you're done.

"See! You did great," he says.

"I'd never expect you of all people to compliment me," you say, trying to hold back your smile but still smiling at him.

"And why's that?"

"Because we hate each other," you say, seemingly pointing out the obvious.

"I've never hated you, you know. This has all been you," Jihoon says, leaving you speechless.

"W-what?"

"I never hated you."

"Jihoon... then why have you tormented me for so long?"

The boy laughs quietly, looking down at your hands.

"I can't believe you still don't know," he mutters, finally looking up.

"[y/n]... I usually play around with and tease the people I like. Just ask any of my bandmates!"

"W-what does that mean?" you ask.

He rolls his eyes before speaking again.

"Gosh, [y/n]. I like you! I've liked you this whole time."

"W-....what?" you ask.

"Yeah, there, I said it. Don't worry about... responding to that now, though. We have all the time in the world. Now, I'd better get going cause you need to sleep," Jihoon says, quickly getting up to leave.

To his surprise, he feels you tugging on the sleeve of his shirt as his back is turned towards you. He turns around, then, being met with your pleading eyes.

"Wait! Don't leave... just... stay and keep me company," you beg.

He gives you a confused look, but nonetheless ends up beside you in your bed a few moments later, gently massaging your scalp to help you fall asleep while your back is pressed against his chest.

"God, [y/n]... I can't believe I'm... laying next to you right now," Jihoon mumbles into your hair.

You simply groan in response and he laughs, burying his face into your back for a second before pulling away, not wanting to make you uncomfortable.

"Is it okay if I just... hug you for a second?" Jihoon asks, quietly, his arm already hovering over you.

It's not like Jihoon to be so cautious, so you're worried he can hear how fast your heart is racing and feel just how nervous you are.

"It's okay," you croak out, squeezing your eyes tightly shut when you feel Jihoon pressing himself even closer against your back and wrapping an arm around you. Butterflies stir within you and you hold your breath, not used to feeling this way, especially around Jihoon.

At the competition, watching blind daisy's rehearsal does make you slightly more nervous, but after also rehearsing in front of them and seeing their reactions, you all feel a lot more confident. The little time before your performance is filled with all of you hyping each other back up, warming up your vocals and making sure all of your instruments are tuned and ready to be used.

blind daisy performs while you're backstage, so you can only hear their performance, not being able to see it.

"Well, they sound terrible," Jaehyuk says, and Yedam shakes his head.

"Let's not insult them! They actually sound really good..." Yedam says.

Throughout all of the chaos, Jihoon is constantly by your side, secretly slipping his hand into yours from time to time and rubbing circles over your hand with his thumb. It soothes and comforts you, and you're surprised to see just how well he knows all the things that calm you down.

When it's finally time to go on stage, the ten of you cheer loudly before walking on and giving it all that you've got. You're surprised at the chemistry on stage between you and Jihoon and think back to that first practice day when you bickered over something as simple as how to play the guitar.

It makes you smile as you look at Jihoon while singing, who is caught off-guard and grins widely back before going back to the state he was in: focused and wildly strumming the guitar with bent knees and his tongue slightly poking out the side of his mouth.

The two of you seem to be in your own worlds while performing, yet those worlds collide from time to time and create a masterpiece so beautiful that it earns you first place!

You still congratulate blind daisy, who tells you that they learned a lot from your performance and that you did well.

Your teacher, who was watching in the audience, tells you all how proud he is of you, but in that moment, the only thing on your mind is Jihoon as he has grabbed your hand again again and it's driving you insane, the way he's able to listen to your teacher so clearly and respond back while holding your hand like that. You, on the other hand, are having a whole crisis, your heart stammering in your chest and your whole being feeling as though you're stopped in time.

After the excitement dies down, you pull Jihoon aside to talk to him privately in... a closet, that being the only private area backstage.

"What are you doing?!" Jihoon asks, laughing as you drag him in there and close the door behind you.

Without any hesitation, you hold his face with both hands and press a rough kiss to his lips. You can feel him relaxing into the kiss and immediately responding, but you pull away just as he goes to wrap his arms around you.

"You...are so rude! Holding my hand everywhere like that and acting like nothing is happening."

Jihoon laughs.

"So that's what this is about? Listen-"

"No, you listen! I won't be disrespected like this. So from now on we're dating and you have permission to hold my hand but only if you don't hide it and don't continue on with your life as if everything is normal," you rant, panting afterwards.

Jihoon's open mouth lets out a laugh.

"Gosh, you're so cute," he says, poking your cheek.

"Here, then, I'm going to hold your hand," he says, not placing your hand in his pocket this time, but to your horror, opening the closet door and walking out there with your hand held tightly in his for all of your bandmates to see.

"Wha-" Haruto exclaims.

Yedam cheers.

"Gimme my $10, boiiiiiiii!" he yells to Haruto, who sighs.

"Woah, oh my God, what is going on here?" Hyunsuk gasps.

"See, I'm holding your hand and am acknowledging it," Jihoon tells you with a smirk.

"I'm actually... going to..." you growl.

"Going to do what, babe? There's nothing you can do to me now; we're lovers."

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