#fromis_9 fluff
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Impromptu Sleepover
Happy Valentine, my friends. For the little of you who already have a special someone, show them how much you love them! For the brave ones who have yet to make a confession, do it! Be prepared for rejection but don’t fear it: you miss all the shots you don’t take.
As for all the others who are lonely in the pink and red holiday, we’re in this together: here’s a little story to cheer you up. I hope you’ll enjoy.
Signed,
Eros
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Three hours and sixteen minutes.
That’s how long you’ve been stealing glances back and forth between two lovers and your dream girl, in this small apartment that smells faintly like cherry and cookies and Hayoung’s soft, delicious scent. And that’s how long you two have been silent. Wholeheartedly silent.
You were sitting beside your best friend as you watched her softly lit face by the movie playing in the background. A cinema wasn’t necessary when you already had the best seat, shoulder-to-shoulder with Hayoung. If you were looking at her every ten minutes, Hayoung was every eight, casually meeting your eyes at times and turning around to the screen like it was just by chance, flustered.
You did this a lot of times before but why was your heart beating so fast? You were sure she didn’t notice how your cheeks flushed whenever her hands brushed against yours, whenever your shoulders touched, whenever your legs met, and whenever her star eyes lit up your dark pupils.
Actually, maybe she noticed—you swear you saw her grin when you jolted up from embarrassment at her face being too close to yours.
“I need to get some water,” you said and run to the kitchen.
Hayoung lets herself fall on the warm spot you left on the couch and kept following the movie.
You bet she isn’t even thinking about it.
You bet she doesn’t care.
You bet you were the only one in distress, nervously fiddling with your fingers, sulking to the vintage notes of “The Portrait” while she’s excitedly rooting for the two lovebirds to kiss, completely entranced.
What do girls even think about all the time?
What does she think about?
Food? Puppies? Songs?
Does Hayoung even fall in love? Or was it just the guy falling for her?
She might not have realized it, but maybe some other boy quietly took a liking to her and maybe, in the smallest chance, microscopic probability, unlikeliest percentage, she also—sort of—maybe liked him?
You shiver, wondering who that might have been. Wondering whether the crush she might not even have would be extraordinarily lucky or—
“It’s so good, isn't it?”
You turn so fast, you feel a muscle pull. “What?”
“I can't believe you've never watched this movie before,” she says.
“Oh, the movie you mean.”
You massage your neck. She stares at you with glittering eyes.
“It's such a classic, I just... Well, I'm glad you decided to watch it with me, even though, you know, you didn't have much of a choice. It's all good, at least you can say that you've watched it now and people won't laugh at you.”
“Hey.”
“I'm just kidding, I'm just kidding.”
You think she’s biting the inside of her cheek to avoid bursting out laughing.
“I don't think I've had a Saturday night as lovely as this in so long. I know we went out last weekend but that was different, you know.”
“The aquarium was really fascinating,” you nod. “The dolphin show was really cool.”
“Yeah, I had so much fun. I did have a great time but it wasn't lovely, you know.”
“It’s because you had to leave your home right?” You shake your head in disappointment. “And now because you’re hibernated in your house, you’re having so much more fun.”
“Yes, I don't like going out much. Yes, I'd much rather stay inside and watch movies.”
“That makes you sob.”
“Yeah, movies that make me cry. The ones that make you feel like they're the best ones.”
You snort. “Just because it’s a little sad?”
“I just think Titanic has got such a bad reputation and it's gone down as like a cheesy love story but when you actually sit down and watch it, I mean, how can you not become invested in their story? Yeah, it's so sweet and it's based on a historical story.” You think about the situation you’re in. It’s not a date. But if it were—which it isn’t—it would be the best date of your life.
Of course, it wasn’t. But. If it were. Even when, you must admit, it almost feels like one. You had to remind yourself you were just hanging out… as friends.
“It was interesting,” you say as if you remembered even a single moment from the movie.
“Yeah, no it is, it's super interesting. And like they had an actual team that had to go and do all the diving too, you know, get all the shipwreck footage and all that kind of stuff.” Hayoung puckers her lips. “Oh yeah, and did you know that Rose was based on a real passenger from the Titanic?”
“What a geek.”
“How can you say that that's geeky? It's like general knowledge I'm sure it is. Oh my gosh, you're just being salty because you lost the bet that you wouldn’t enjoy it.” Hayoung puffs her cheeks and furrows her eyebrows in such a way that reminds you of a little bear. You don’t have the force to disagree with her.
“You are? Oh, you're such a geek.” She rolls her eyes.
“It's so nice and warm. I can hear the radiators coming on again. It's gonna be like boiling in here. Let me just stretch my legs.” Hayoung strokes her feet to collect some heat and pushes her legs onto the blankets sitting on your lap, not caring if you’d take offense at her pink rabbit-covered socks.
“Get off me.”
Hayoung whines. “Come on, we've been in the same position for like, I don't even know how long or what time is it?”
You look at the clock on the wall. “It’s 2 am.”
“It's not 2 am.” She noticed the clock. “It is. How did it get so late?”
“Maybe because the movie was so damn long.”
“Oh yeah, I guess it was a three-hour movie.”
“I should go home now,” you say. She stretches and her legs take more of your space but both of you then noticed the noise from outside. You look out the window and see the whole sky coming down in a thunderstorm. You thought Zeus was playing with you, after you had to suffer and try not to go insane for three hours. It was far from a blessing.
“Wow, oh my gosh, look at the rain,” Hayoung said, standing up. “Wow, that is so heavy.”
“No big deal, I can walk home.”
“Oh, there's no way I can let you walk home in this.”
“It’s fine.”
“No, no way.”
“It won’t kill me.”
“No, just stay. Please. Please, just stay. Please, are you gonna make me beg you?” Hayoung whines in an adorable way. “Please don't make me beg. Oh, do you know what, I'm not even gonna ask you anymore? I'm just gonna block the door if you try to leave.” And then she got mad, pinching her eyes like how red pandas furrow their fur.
“Oh, you think you could?”
“I could take you on. I could. I'm so much stronger than I look, thank you very much.”
“Even though you’re this small?”
“Yes, even though I'm that short,” she says. “I can't say that forever, you know. But for real, you are staying and that is that. Don't even try and argue with me, I am being completely serious right now. I am not letting you walk home in the rain, in the cold, really late at night. I'm not doing it.”
“Are you sure?”
“Of course I'm sure, don't be silly. What kind of friend would I be if I let you walk out in that rain? If you go out, you are going to catch a cold.”
Suddenly her eyes spark again and she speaks furiously without catching a single breath. “Oh my gosh, you know what this is gonna be. I think this is gonna be like a sleepover. Yeah, a sleepover? Wow, I haven't had one of these since I was like maybe eight, or nine? I can't even remember what you do at a sleepover.”
“Well, we can either watch another movie, but I’m tired, or just talk there.”
“Okay right I'm gonna go put my jammers on and I'll grab you some extra blankets as well.” Hayoung jumped out off the couch in excitement, buzzing and jumping around like a little kid. “Okay. This is so crazy I can't believe you are actually stopping over.”
“We get to talk about the sleep things that you do at sleepovers. I can't remember but, um, what do you think? Oh, truth dare. Or we could talk about gossip. I'm not really a gossip person but we could gossip about school.”
“Nothing happens in my college. It’s just a bunch of nerds like me studying and… studying.”
“Oh, well you’ll find something or I’ll just talk the whole time.” Hayoung looked around to think and hummed. “Would that even work? Oh yeah, that would be a no.”
Your friend signaled you to come to her and you walked to her bedroom. It was just like how you expected it to be—very feminine, with plushies and small decorations. There was also pretty stationary, the kind girls use, on the desk together with all her notebooks. “
Okay. Here's your blanket,” she says, throwing it to your face. “And you can have this pillow. It's the comfiest one that I've got. I'm sure you can have it of course. You are my guest.”
“So I sleep on the couch…?”
“Oh well, I thought you could just sleep here if you wanted to. Well, it's really chilly downstairs so like you're free on the sofa if you sleep there and there's no way I'm gonna let you sleep on the floor,” Hayoung says not paying much attention to you because she was busy taking everything out of her closet. Things that she didn’t see for the past three years and things that sat there since she bought them. She turned around, “Well would you let me sleep on the floor if you had a sleepover at yours?”
“Yeah.”
“Oh god.” Hayoung pouted. “You are just so mean to me.” Then she flopped on the bed, patting the place beside her. “Just get in here silly. Well, this is the bed that I've been bragging about.”
“Wow, it’s soft,” you say, sitting on the bed and bouncing a few times to test the firmness of the mattress. The way you two looked next to each other was almost comical. Your friend was there in a cute pajamas while you had black jeans and an old uni hoodie.
“Yeah? Oh, it's just so comfy. So comfy. It is warm. You're gonna warm up so quickly I promise. Yeah especially with all these extra blankets and pillows as well. Body heat. Do you need any extra pillows or are you sure you don't want some socks?”
“No, I’m good.”
“Okay. Okay. I'm just gonna get comfy then. Hmm, that's so good.” Hayoung lays with her chin on the pillow, it was a big fat one, and she looked like a cat rolling on a ball. When she closed her eyes and relaxed, her face naturally came down to look like gudetama. She was calm and looking at her calmed you.
“Is that how you sleep?” you ask. “Won’t you get back pain?”
“Yes, I really sleep like this. You don't snore too loud do you?”
“No, I don’t,” you hum. Hayoung seemed a little slow. Her energy was starting to leave her body.
“I'm so sleepy. Tell me something.”
“I’m really happy I can spend time with you.”
Hayoung giggles with happiness. “I'm really glad I get to spend some more time with you too. Even though we're going to be asleep for most of it. But you know, I'm really glad that you're staying tonight.”
“I really appreciate you being in my life,” you admit. “I never felt this way with any other friend before and I'm at a point where I wouldn't want to spend time with anyone else. I'm not bothered about spending time with anyone else.”
The silence lingers for a moment. The two of you expressed your feelings clearly but now, there was something on your chest that you couldn’t ignore. You were just waiting for who would say it first. And it was her.
“You want to know something really silly.” Hayoung forces her face into a smile. Her heart was doing something weird in her chest. Beating a little too quickly. “Maybe I shouldn't say it. Okay, well I'm gonna get close so I can whisper it. Because then maybe you won't hear it. Um, okay. Well, I get so jealous when I know that you've been spending time with someone else.”
When you say embarrassing things, you only realize them after they come out of your mouth. “Did you hear that?” Hayoung blurted out. “Yes,” you said, and Hayoung felt like she was about to disintegrate into a puddle of sand. She wanted you to take it back, “No, what?” She wanted you to simply rewind as if nothing happened but it was too late now.
“I don't mean that in a weird way,” she quickly corrected herself. “That came out weird.”
You nodded, this time slowly. Trying to understand what she was talking about.
“It’s okay.” You offered her a reassuring smile but she couldn’t possibly look at you. Not a second longer.
“I just mean... I mean, I'm so happy that you've been meeting other girls,” she murmured, feeling herself sinking deeper into the bed quicksand. “I really, I love to hear that you're so excited and you're happy and I'm so happy for you. But a part of me just hates it. I'm sorry. Oh, so stupid. You're just amazing. You are, you are.”
You knew you were any of those things. Not by a long shot. But you think that your sweet friend only knows how to say the best of you and not anything else.
“You have this way that you look at me sometimes and it just makes you so fuzzy inside.” Hayoung is embarrassed. She rolls herself into a small ball under the blankets to protect herself, but can’t stop speaking, it was too late now.
“Like, I can feel how much you care about me just from the way that you smile at me. It makes me melt. It makes me feel so special.” She wets her lips. “I don't know if you feel it too, but... Ever since we met, I just, I feel like I already know you. I feel like I already did know you. And every new thing that I learn about you just... I feel like I already knew it. And that, um, as you say, I just remember it.”
You can’t believe what she’s saying. You can’t believe what you’re hearing. A part of your brain hopes that it goes where you’d like it to go but you can’t believe Hayoung was that person.
“This isn't making sense,” she laughs awkwardly. “It's just so strange. And if I'm being honest, I'm not really sure what this feeling is. Like, this feeling which is being connected.”
“Um, I know that I'm saying all this…” She looks at you, serious and earnest like she rarely does but you know she had every intention to be so. “I don't want anything to change between us. Like, not ever. I would never want that to happen because I can't imagine not having you in my life.”
Something surges into her as she lets these words come out of her. Something painful and delightful and confusing. Something breathtaking, rich, and frightening. Not a fully formed feeling, but an early draft of it. She wants to get a grasp of its taste before it’s gone. She reaches out, letting her words flow out.
“...which is why I'm so nervous right now, I think, but it just feels so right to say what I'm feeling. I always wonder how things could be different.” Hayoung’s skin is even redder than usual now that you notice, and she retreats farther into her little blanket nest. “And I keep having dreams about me and you. Dreams were more than this. And we're just so incomparably happy and I just can't help but wonder if it means what I feel it means, whether it means…”
She glances at you. Your face is a blank void. Not because you were unconscious but because you were sweating balls and didn’t know what to do.
“No, I don't know. I don't know if you're asleep yet. And I'm 99% sure I'm dreaming anyway, otherwise, I wouldn't be saying any of this,” she admits. Her voice quiets down to only a whisper. “So guess what I'm trying to say is that I love you.”
“I love you,” she says again, to make sure she did. “Being with you is just so special and you are so wonderful. The way that you take the time to be joking if I'm okay. The way that you're just so in tune with who I am. The way it takes my breath away every time you say my name. I love the way that you make me feel. So many times I've just sat quietly trying to keep myself together when all I want to do is hold you.”
Hayoung hugs the pillow in front of her, tight enough to make her contain herself.
“Am I dreaming? Are we dreaming? This has got to be a dream. It's got to be.”
You were holding back until now but you couldn’t anymore and you smile. And she smiles. The smiles linger, warm, and honest, and you hear her speak again, in her soft smooth tone.
“I feel so peaceful and complete right now. I'm so glad I even my eyes and because you've got the cutest smile on your face. I can't believe I just told you all that. And you know if you don't feel the same, I completely, completely understand, you know.”
“But I do…” Your throat works miraculously. “I love you too.”
“Oh, you do. Oh, really? Wow, um, wow. And now I don't know what to say.” Hayoung makes room for you, and with a few tentative lumbering steps, you’re both under the same blanket. You feel small around her, although she’s obviously shorter than you. What made you so vulnerable? You didn’t know. She looks around, playing with her hair.
“Oh, wow. Um, um, um, can I, can I kiss you?” she asks. She holds her breath as she waits for you to speak. She’s so nervous—she keeps swallowing, and it sounds loud to her ears. Even her breathing sounds loud, even her heartbeat. “Is that okay?”
Your pupils are dilated looking at her so hard. You’re staring at her like you’ve never seen Hayoung before.
Her heart is pounding like a million trillion beats a minute as she scoots closer to you. She raises her head up and presses her lips against yours, and feels your jolt of surprise. And then you’re kissing her back, open-mouthed, soft-lipped, and at first, she’s nervous, but then you put your hand on the back of her head, and stroke her hair in a reassuring way, and she’s not so nervous anymore. It’s a good thing that she’s laying down on the bed because she is weak in the knees.
“This is just so perfect,” she says as soon as she lets you go.
“It really is,” you admit.
“I'm lying in my bed with you and I told you how I feel and you haven't run up screaming. Oh, my gosh, I never want to leave. This is the best feeling ever. I, I love you. I love you.”
“I love you too Hayoung, I’ve been holding it back for I don’t know so long but now I can say it as honestly as I can,” you say back. And she smiles.
“You are just incredible and I've always secretly felt just so lucky that you want to spend your time with me and that you care about me. It's just so, so wonderful. You are the best. And I love you. I love you.
It just feels so nice to say. Well, I hope you have really sweet dreams. I don't need to dream anymore.” Hayoung quickly pecks you another time. Just for good measure.
“Good night. I love you.”
THE END
Written,
5 February 2023 - 14 February 2023
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Thank you @capslocked and @midnightdancingsol for editing this little story.
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Bitter;sweet
Pairing: fromis_9 Seoyeon x Male Reader
Word Count: 5296
A/N 1: Hello Orenjideul! It has been like almost 3 months since I last posted a fic and now here I am! Ahaha, midterms has been a pain in the butt but gladly, it's now done and I'll go back to serving some fluff fics for y'all! Hope you enjoy this one and stay safe everyone!
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This day never could have been perfect as the velvety-red-orange-like skies blooming within the reach your eyes can see—it feels like a dream seeing them; the ebullient sounds of people around the amusement park serves as the cherry on top. You never felt euphoric in your whole life as there’s so much serotonin running throughout your body and it can’t be helped as you’re with the sunshine of your darkest days, the happiness that rivaled your depressing days—the love of your life.
It has been a year since you’ve met her in a milk tea shop and you’ve never been grateful in your whole life after meeting a girl like her. It was a “love at first sight” moment as both of your hearts felt magnetic to each other. Both of you went out as you became friends with her as time went by; the connection upped an ante as the two of you are now in a romantic relationship. Now with your first anniversary with her, you’re making this day special as you wanted to make her feel the ultimate delight that she has never experienced before.
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“Yah Yeonie! Come here! I want to show you something!”
Your cheerful tone sends excitement down Seoyeon’s spine as a faint smile paints her face, making you feel soft to her once again.
“What is it?”
“Can we ride at that roller coaster there? It looks fun! And, besides, I’m sure you will enjoy it, Yeonie.”
“Ugh, do I look like I enjoy riding in a roller-coaster?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Shut it! You know I don’t like riding with these kinds of stuff especially, that HIGH!”
She points her index finger at the tall loop at the roller coaster which made you laugh at her being scared and worried about what could happen next.
“Hey, hey Yeon, relax, you're with me, so you'll be safe. Besides, it's not like we're doing this everyday! Come on, please?”
You gave her a reassuring smile between the saccharine tone of yours, hoping that she agrees, even just this once.
“Uhh, fine…”
Your arms gesture happily as victory is earned as she agrees on what you want. The day is still long as the sun is still above the horizon, knowing that there’s still time for the both of you to bond with each other.
You hold her wrists gently, dragging her as the both of you rush towards where the roller coaster is located.
“What’s with the rush?”
“So, we get on the line fast! Don’t you want it? We’ll finish faster too!”
“More like, killing me faster…”
A chuckle escapes your lips about the joke that she said as a faint smile curves onto her lips, knowing that making you laugh is always a memory of hers and both of you know that no one’s offended, which makes this a wholesome moment.
“Yuh! I don’t mean it like that, anyways, I’m sure you’ll enjoy it!”
“Whatever…”
The both of you fall in line as the both of you watch the coaster looping in a fast succession, making you in awe as her face is in fear. You see it and immediately begin caressing her hair in a playful manner, which earns a startle from her. You’re not usually like this as she knows how much you like teasing her playfully and not really showing affection towards actions. She’s not complaining as she feels comfortable in your arms, a smile curving her lips as response from your affection.
“You’ll be safe in my arms, okay? Just enjoy this and don’t be scared.”
You patted her back as you gave her a reassuring smile, knowing how much she melts with that sweet smile of yours—it always makes her comfortable. Maybe it did work as she smiles back, causing your heart to flutter yet you know how afraid she is as it’s evident from her expressions—more people are coming in the roller coaster as it’s going to be at least two turns for the both of you to get a grip on this ride.
“Woah, that loop looks fun! Ahh… can’t wait to ride it!”
“When did she show interest in these kinds of thrilling rides? Must be my doing…”
You can’t blame her for being confident all of a sudden as you thought as the cause of that is all because of your reassurance. There’s nothing wrong with it yet you’re baffled at the sight of it—even proud about Seoyeon’s audacious demeanor that you’ll never forget.
As a couple of loops, turns and screams have passed, the two eventually get closer to the thrill as you can see Seoyeon’s vibrant expressions and hear her deep, raspy voice being cheerful and it never fails to awe you. You always had a soft side for her yet you never felt softer than before considering how adorable and lively Seoyeon is today. Is it because of the places you treated her? Is it because of how fun it has been? Is it because of your anniversary with her? Is it because of you? These questions lingered around your mind about Seoyeon’s sudden switch of mood yet you’re not complaining.
“Oh, it’s now our turn, Yeonie. Don’t be scared, alright? Just have fun here! I’m sure you’ll enjoy this.”
“Wow, it does help me to not be scared… Thank you…”
Seoyeon’s sarcastic tone makes you giggle, knowing that no one is offended. The both of you then find a seat at the back as you fasten your seatbelts, making sure that everything is neat and fine. Both of you take deep breaths as Seoyeon holds your hand, tightening the grip as she feels the roller coaster moving up, making her feel mixed-up emotions as adrenaline pumps down her veins and so are yours.
Seoyeon looks calm at first yet you know how she’s screaming inside as the roller coaster goes higher and higher until the both of you can see the whole amusement park. She then closed her eyes as she tightened the grip of her hand on yours, knowing how much afraid she is in terms of heights yet you still managed to cheer her up, reassure her even though you feel the same—you want to make her feel better than yourself.
“Hey, just take deep breaths and you’ll enjoy this, okay Yeonie?”
All the response that you got is her eyebrows scrunching like an adorable panda that she is, knowing how scared and thrilled she is as the roller coaster is near at the top where you know that any second now, you’ll experience the paramount of fun and fear all in one go—the freefall.
You prepare yourself from the inevitable as you hold her hand, not wanting to let go of her as she lets out a scream of half-joy, half fear as she feels exhilarated and so are you. Once you hear the railings click, you know that this is the time of delight as the roller coaster goes down at lightning speed within a blink of an eye.
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Series of screams and laughs can be heard from the distance as the wind blows directly at your faces considering how fast the roller coaster is. Series of G-Forces can be felt as the roller coaster goes in a series of loops and turns which you enjoy whole-heartedly. You always want to experience these kinds of things—you always want to experience thrill and new adventures throughout your life.
“AHHHH! Oh my f- AHHHHH!”
Seoyeon’s screams ring all over your ears as you just close your eyes and count the seconds that’s passing as you want this to end quickly, as soon as possible. Eyebrows furrowed, you’re curious about what's happening around you as you refuse to open your eyes, fear taking over your body yet you fight it. Eventually, you got a sight of what's happening around you—people enjoying and thrilled about the ride as well as the view high up—as you looked to Seoyeon beside you who seems to be delighted about the experience. Time feltl slower as Seoyeon’s flawless features are in your sight, making you in awe. A smile paints your face, dopamine running down your veins as excitement skyrockets over the roof.
A lap around has been completed as you start to feel dizzy and dumb-founded as the numerous loops and turns is to blame. Concern then paints your face as Seoyeon may feel the same, yet worse as you know how weak her stomach is.
“Hey Yeonie, a-are you feeling good?”
“Yeah! This ride is so fun!!”
“She’s not showing any signs of fear? She’s maybe on to something…” You taught yourself as Seoyeon seems to be showing such uncanny expressions—it almost feels like she’s a new person with the same body but you dismiss those thoughts from letting you overthink as fun is what matters now.
Not so long after, Seoyeon then got a glimpse of you as she laughed with the faces you're making and on how you're screaming like a helpless child.
“Yah! Are you a-alright?”
“Wha-DO YOUUUU-AHHH—think??” Your screams make you a clown in front of Seoyeon as she non-stop laughed while still enjoying the ride—also, still feeling the thrill of it. As you were screaming your lungs out, Seoyeon becomes calm as she feels overwhelmed about this experience, an experience that she’ll never forget.
The ride then stops after two laps as you sigh in relief, thanking that everything is over as you got up on your seat slowly and checked on Seoyeon immediately if she was alright.
“What do you mean? I’m really fine!” Her adrenaline-filled words reassures you yet you’re not convinced as you know how weakly she takes these kinds of rides. Even though you’re the one who got scared all throughout the ride, you still prioritize checking on Seoyeon as concern dominates your feelings.
“Are you really sure, Yeonie? I know you…”
“Yeah!! We can go for another one if you want to…”
“No, thank you.”
A giggle escapes your mouth from sarcastic persuasion as the both of you get out of the ride. It seems like she wants to go for another yet you know that she can’t take another more, so you doubted her limits. Of all of the things you’ve done, this is maybe the most exhilarating and the most regrettable one yet you didn’t complain further as you savor every second with Seoyeon and couldn’t ask for anything more.
A few walks is all it takes for a call of nature as you hurriedly rush to the nearest restroom you can find and also reminding Seoyeon that you’ll be back shortly and telling her to just wait in the bench near the coffee kiosk.
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Boisterous noises of people screaming and having fun can be heard anywhere yet it’s just silence from Seoyeon—her right feet tapping the ground with a fixed pattern as her thumb scrolls up the contents of her newsfeed on her phone while waiting for you.
“Hey Yeonie, I’m here! I’m sorry that it took a while, coz’ there’s a lotta restrooms that are occupied…”
“It’s alright. I’m just feeling tired all of a sudden…”
You knew this would come yet not this way but it’s reasonable since it has been almost a full day of the both of you traveling and eating at places as well as having fun and you know she’s saying these kinds of things because of her subsided adrenaline.
“Aren’t you just wanting to take a ride again on that roller-coaster earlier or am I just tripping?”
“Maybe both. Ugh, you’re such a kill-joy person. Haaa…”
Exasperated breaths escaped Seoyeon’s mouth as you know that she’s indeed serious about what she said earlier as it is evident.
“Yah, I’m sorry Yeonie, it’s just the fact that I wanna know what you’re really feeling…”
A hand on her back, you patted her reassuringly, making her feel comfortable in your arms. She then smiled at your simple action which always makes your heart flutter.
“You definitely look tired, Yeonie. I’ll take you home so you can rest, alright?”
“Okay…”
Without a time to waste, the both of you went to your car in the wide parking lot outside the amusement park. After the both of you got into the car, you asked her if she’s really feeling alright since she’s not really exaggerating when it comes into expressing what she’s feeling.
“I’m just feeling tired, that’s all…”
“Oh, okay… Don’t you want some food? You’re maybe just hungry because of that ride.”
“I’m good. I just wanna rest…”
“Are you sure Yeonie?”
“I am…”
She then held your hand as a sign of trust, making you convinced that she’s feeling fine yet you’re skeptical, knowing how she’s feeling not-so-herself today.
You always had a thought of her faking her façade to attract your attention but it doesn’t seem to be the case at this moment. The both of you then went to the parking lot, straight to your car as Seoyeonquickly opened the door and thuds onto the seat, diverting your attention to her again as concern paints your face.
“Are you really alright, Yeonie?”
“Yeah, I’m fine, just drive us home so we can rest…”
Her reply is colder than ice; her face stern as you’re confused on what got to her to act this strange. Without any hesitation, you just dismissed those thoughts and just focused on driving the both of you home.
*engine starts*
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This day has never been so awkward between you and Seoyeon as the both of you haven’t converse since you started driving. You didn’t mind taking a glance on what she’s doing as you’re focused on driving with nothing else in mind. You’re not feeling any anger or frustration, yet confusion is. She felt strange and you don’t know how to react to it so you just hope for this to end as it starts to ruin your day.
“Yah, Seoyeon-ah, are you-”
Finally having a thought to take a glimpse of her and you're not surprised on what you saw—her sleeping peacefully as her body rests like a panda. You didn’t look too long as you’re driving but you can’t help but giggle at her current state.
“The things you do to me Seoyeon-ah…”
You then dismissed those enervating thoughts earlier as you played your favorite songs on the radio while driving to boost your mood and serotonin throughout the entire course of the ride.
Completely ignoring any distractions, you bobbed your head to the beat of the music as you feel much more reinvigorated than before. It even got to the point that you almost forgot Seoyeon was even there, in the passenger seat, still sleeping peacefully.
It wasn’t such a long ride for the both of you as you just arrived at Seoyeon’s place with just the 8th song finishing its last seconds.
“Yah, we’re—”
You paused as you took a look with flawless features. You just realized how mesmerizing she looks whenever she’s sleeping and you’re in awe of it. You’ll never get tired of seeing her, on how beautiful she looks—her visuals are out of this world. Dismiss the aggression on your voice and wake her up slowly and you did just that. Caress her cheek gently as you softly wake her up, she was met by your gaze as her eyes prettily fluttered, her drowsiness evident from her short, sweet nap.
“We’re here Yeonie~”
“Woa—it was too fast, I wanted to sleep longer…”
“Well, the destination’s not that far from your place which explains why we’re fast. Plus, there was no traffic on our way here. Besides, you can sleep there as long as you want.”
She yawns in front of you as you find her stern face adorable rather than intimidating. With no time to waste, you turned off the engine after parking your car as you thought of opening the door for Seoyeon, making her puzzled and flustered.
“Didn’t know you were a gentleman. Thank you…” she giggled right after she said her sarcastic praise towards your actions. You scuffed as you know how much she loves teasing you but you didn’t mind—you rather found it cute than annoying.
“I’m happy to help, Ms. Lee.” your gentleman-like tone irks her as she lets out another giggle, knowing that you’re teasing her as she’s not offended.
“Ugh, stop it! You’re making me cringe…”
“My apologies then, Ms. Lee.”
“Ugh, stop it!”
Even though you’re playing with her, she couldn’t help but blush with your actions. Seoyeon finds your presentable tone and modulated voice with a hint of jocularity attractive rather than annoying. Not so long after, you opened the door that leads to her house, clicking and unlocking the locks and she rushes and thuds onto the couch.
You, on the other hand, are enthusiastically going around the house as you’re thinking about the possible ways that can make her out of that mood.
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“Bring her one of her favorite chocolates?”
“Nope, that’s the oldest trick in the book.”
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“Maybe, watch some movies with her?”
“I doubt that she’ll even be interested in a single one.”
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“Cook her an early dinner?”
“She’s not really hungry, and she may not even eat it knowing I cooked it—she’s not a big fan of my cooking skills.”
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“Ughhh, it sucks!” you rolled your eyes in disappointment as none of them seemed to work, or so you really thought.
“Hey, calm down, geez! Why the hell are you acting so stressed? Pftt…” Seoyeon snapped as she’s clearly annoyed by her actions. Why would she be annoyed? She made you overthink so much then she’s the one who has the guts to be “pissed”? Well, there’s only a single answer to find a solution out of this peculiar act.
“And why are you acting like that Seoyeon? I don’t know what got into you to act like this.” you snarled at her as you’re now at your breaking point. This was supposed to be a celebration but why is it like the opposite? There’s nothing you can feel but irritation as you glared at Seoyeon, sending shivers down her spine.
As you’re about to go to the kitchen, Seoyeon shouts to stop you as ignored her, not minding anything at the moment as Seoyeon feels like it’s her fault for being like this. Well, maybe it is but you’re also questioning yourself on how the both of you are acting like kids towards each other. Having a second thought, you turned back to go to Seoyeon as a loud splash ringed your eardrums, surprising you on what happened suddenly.
“Surprise!” Numerous people shouted in joy as confetti flew around the room, surprising you with a lot of things as there was a birthday party the day after. You were caught off-guard as you don’t know what to feel at that very moment. Seoyeon was late after chasing you as she caught you, frozen on the spot with an awkward expression.
“I guess, it’s a… Surprise! Hah…”” Seoyeon’s sarcastic tone makes things even awkward as the plan has been ruined. She didn’t know that you’ll break like this as all was just a set-up. You knew something was suspicious once Seoyeon got out of her usual mood today and your speculations were right. You’re surprised to see her friends (Hayoung, Chaeyoung, Jisun, Jiheon and Jiwon) right here at her house to surprise the both of you—originally it was just you yet the plan has been ruined, leaving Seoyeon panicking and surprised about the sudden outcome.
“I’m sorryyyyy…” Seoyeon’s signature pouting tone made you collect your temper and calmed you down from the sudden burst of anger you’ve felt—more like a disappointment. Seoyeon felt bad seeing you like that and she knows she’s the reason behind this—she knows how much you hate people getting shrewish and the ones who always kill the good vibes. Awkwardness still resonates around the room as it’s dead quiet, Seoyeon breaking it by back-hugging you and tip-toeing to rest chin onto your shoulder, making you squeal because of how cute she is. You then face her as a smile of reassurance paints your lips, signaling that you’re fine with it as you hug her in return.
Hayoung and Chaeyoung were frozen on the spot too, holding the confetti poppers as giggles escaped their lips because of how cute the both of you are whilst Jisun, JIheon and Jiwon were teasing the both of you silently as Jiwon breaks the silence, shouting that the both of you should kiss as your cheeks redden. Seoyeon was also moved by what Jiwon had said as she hid her face with her hands, feeling shy as the serotonin was way too much and the pressure from Jiwon is not helping her, at all.
“Unnie! Please, stop it…”
“You two are so cute! The both of you should kiss together and—”
“Yah, Jiwon-ah, let them be! It’s their moment together!” Hayoung playfully scolded Jiwon as she pouts sheepishly, knowing that she’s maybe messing up another moment for the both of you. You didn’t seem to be bothered by her actions and so does Seoyeon—she even feels invigorated by Jiwon’s words.
Without any time to waste, despite the still-awkward aura around the kitchen, Seoyeon invited everyone to celebrate your anniversary as plates and plates of mouth-watering food are displayed on the kitchen table. Your mouth waters by just seeing them as you hurriedly got plates for the girls but Jisun stopped you as she initiated to do preparations instead of you.
“Please Jisun-ah, I’ll prepare the plates, I’m sure all of you got tired from preparing these.”
“No, Oppa, it’s alright. you sit down and relax yourself. Enjoy your time with Seoyeon, okay?”
There’s no other choice but to agree to her as Jisun patted your back, smiling as she got into action on preparing everything as Hayoung initiated to help too.
While the girls are busy preparing, talking and laughing, you divert your attention to Seoyeon who seems uneasy, her fingers fidgeting around the hem of her blouse as she looks at the environment outside, seemingly wandering to an empty abyss.
“Yah, Seoyeon-ah… Are you okay?” you gently said as you approached her, making her gasp and involuntarily startling right after.
“Uhm… I don’t know… I’m—sorry about what I've done earlier.” Seoyeon says apprehensively knowing how much she had pissed you off earlier.
“Hey, Yeonie~” your tone is soft and reassuring, making Seoyeon relieved a little as she’s still not complacent—still worrying about your sudden burst-out earlier.
“Don’t say sorry to me, I should be… I’m sorry for being too sensitive, I just—like, you know? You know—you know me, right?” your tone is uneasy, stuttering because of the overwhelming emotions you feel. She shouldn’t feel bad—she shouldn’t be in the first place, so with all your might, you kissed her on the forehead and embraced her despite the awkwardness the both of you are experiencing.
You pull out of the embrace after a few seconds, knowing how it’ll make you embarrassed as there’s still Seoyeon’s friends, just meters away from the both of you. You’re uncomfortable showing affection towards Seoyeon with others around, so you pull right away, which Seoyeon didn’t mind—she’s also feeling embarrassed upon your act yet it still makes her flustered no matter what.
“Hey you two lovebirds! Come eat some food here!” Jiwon suddenly interrupts, teasing the both of you as Jiheon playfully hits Jiwon because of her sudden actions. Knowing Jiwon wasn’t offended or hurt by Jiheon’s hit, they proceeded to laugh it out as the rest of them joined the fun.
Both of you didn’t seem to mind—Seoyeon is nonchalant and didn’t reciprocate further—as you smiled towards each other, taking a glimpse of her beautiful face and stood up on your seats not so long after.
“Hey, what food do you want? We have some ‘kimchi jjigae’ here, some honey butter-flavored fried chicken here, and you favorite bulgogi—”
Time went slower as her voice is the only sound that echoes around your head. You then take a look at her flawless features: the sharp nose, those kissable lips of hers, her noticeable eyebags that earns her the nickname ‘panda’, those hazel-brown eyes—just everything you can think of: perfection.
“Hey, are you good? Hey!”
“Wha-WHA! Ohh—ohh… Sorry, I was thinking of something, Yeonie…”
She eyed you suspiciously as she pouted right after, knowing that it’s nothing that she should think about thoroughly. Not so long after, you got your plate alongside your chopsticks and fork to indulge in the mouth-watering food you’re dying to eat.
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“Oh gosh, stop being so messy!”
“I can’t help it, Yeonie. It’s way toooooo~ delicious…”
The scattered crumbs and sauce stains are all over your lips as Seoyeon sheepishly clicked her tongue, disappointed because of the mess you’re making—she feels like she’s taking care of a little child as she wipes the stain out off your lips with a tissue.
Minutes and minutes had passed as more chatters and laughs reverberated around the kitchen, you felt euphoric as this has been the best experience you’ve had in your life. You could never ask for more as this is way too much of a celebration—the balloons and confetti that flew over thinking that a birthday party happened, the food and all of the effort exerted is—in your words—unreal. It’s maybe exaggerated—disregarding the serotonin you’re feeling, so are the butterflies on your stomach—yet your feelings are true, true in a way that you’re sincerely grateful and thankful for everything she's done for you, and she’s thinking the same as if your efforts are appreciated by hers.
“Uhm… Seoyeon-ah!”
As the both of you were still talking to each other, Seoyeon was stopped as she turned her head, only to see Jisun waving her hand and telling her that they’ll leave. They also thanked Seoyeon for the food as Seoyeon thanked them for helping them for the not-so-executed surprise for you and also about the planning that made all of this special, in a way.
The façade of your faces changed as the door closed—it wasn’t anything new as the both of you are just shy to reveal your true personalities when it comes to showing affection to others. You then approached Seoyeon and back-hugged her while she’s still busy peeking through the window as she lets out the tiniest, raspy scream you’ll ever hear and it’s way too adorable for you to handle. Her small squeals as you kiss her nape is one of the reasons why she’s the most adorable girl you’ve ever met. Even with her intimidating and daunting demeanor, she’s a soft puffball inside and it balances her looks well—that's according to you.
“Yahh… Aren’t you mad?”
“Why would I be? Besides, thank you for the food Yeonie. You don't really need to bother preparing so much.”
“Says the one who treated us in an amusement park and in the cinemas…”
Seoyeon giggled right after her joke towards you, knowing you aren’t offended as you find it rather wholesome.
“Also, I’m still sorry for making you mad.”
“Oh, come on Yeonie, it’s not your fault, it’s mine. You don’t need to say sorry, okay?”
You reassure her once again as a faint smile curved those beautiful lips of hers. In a mere second, you hugged her again as you stroke her hair, letting her know that it’s not her fault but rather, yours. She doesn't hesitate to reciprocate as she snuggles her head onto your chest, comfortable that she’s right by your side.
She raised her head, flashing a vibrant smile as her eyes formed a crescent, showing how delightful she’s been feeling. You tucked her hair behind her ear as you kissed her forehead, earning a soft squeal from hers. The both of you pulled away from each other as she initiated to invite you to watch a movie.
“Can we?? Pleaseeee…”
With those puppy-like, crescent eyes combined with her small and captivating tone, how can you decline? Besides, you wanted to watch a couple of movies too as curiosity is the main culprit here. Seoyeon inviting you to watch something isn’t new to you. She invites you and persuades you to try and do something so you’re not surprised yet something baffles you—it baffles you to the fact that she suddenly kisses you on the cheek as her tone’s much more affectionate than before.
Well, maybe it’s because of our anniversary that’s why she’s acting like that—you’re just thankful for seeing such an adorable girl like her lit brighter than the sun and you wouldn’t complain about how she’s acting softer than usual.
“You’re really the best!” Seoyeon exclaims as she hopped on the couch, the loud thud audible as you glared at her, signaling that she should be careful or she’ll be hurt.
“You’re no fun!”
“Just be careful next time Yeonie, gosh. You’ll hurt yourself.”
“Awww, he’s suddenly thoughtful about me! How cute is that!” Seoyeon’s mocking tone and her pleading face is enough to make you in awe but you suddenly act cold, playing with her as her face is puzzled, anticipating what could happen next.
“Am I always not thoughtful about you? How can I— not be soft whenever you’re around?” Your cold demeanor is exchanged with your fluttering words that makes Seoyeon blush faintly. You know how to turn on her buttons and so she is towards you but she never saw this coming.
“Stop i-it…”
“AH! You’re blushing!! AHH!”
“Stop!”
You already know that Seoyeon’s flustered once she faces away from you, her hands uneasy and her endearing yet intimidated tone. You always love to see those and you’ll make sure that you’ll treasure those saccharine smiles of hers at all times.
“Yah, aren’t we going to watch a movie?”
“Oh yeah, I totally forgot it when my mind’s all cloud up, all about you.”
“Yeonie, actually—” you held her hand as you endearingly stared right on her hazel-brown eyes, maintaining eye contact to her as you smiled involuntarily, her responding with a faint smile that’s full of enthusiasm, “—can’t we just, rest and cuddle each other?”
Seoyeon’s facial expressions changed faster than the speed of light; the utmost happiness can be felt just by seeing her smile as her delightful aura emanated, making you smile and feel the same happiness as she does. In just a few seconds, Seoyeon hugged you as you were pushed onto the couch, making you squeal lightly as you were shocked by her sudden action.
“I’m so glad to have you.”
“I’m glad too, Yeonie.”
A quick peck on Seoyeon’s lips is enough to show your affection towards her as her cheeks flushed rosy-pink. Both of you exchanged smiles as you break the silence, interrupting this wholesome moment which she didn’t seem to bother.
“I’m also glad your acting skills got better compared to a month ago—I think you should audition now, Yeonie…”
“Stop it!” she annoyingly responded and giggled right after. Knowing that she isn’t affected vastly, you laughed as she smiled back at you.
Whoa—those beautiful curved lips forming a saccharine smile should be always treasured, and you’ll promise to yourself that you’ll do, no matter how bitter or sweet everything can be.
“I love you…” your lips involuntarily shaped with the flow of those words as Seoyeon didn’t hesitate—nor got shocked—to reply back.
“I love you too…”
You then cupped her cheek—your eyes looking at her lovingly—as her hazel-brown eyes shining upon the not-so-dimness the room was emanating. Without any second being wasted, you pecked her lips and caressed your finger on her cheek as you enveloped her with your embrace, finding warmth on this cold, breezy and especially, the most memorable day in your life.
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Time for Quatro?
“Well, how was it?” You look at your girlfriend with a shot glass in your hand.
She looks at you, smiles then raise her glass in the air. “Time for a quatro?”
Both of you smile as you take your shot. The bitter taste of the soju is going to make you forget about the past week. You fill Jiheon’s shot glass.
“Hey, are you trying to get me drunk?”
“Not really. I just want to celebrate! Woooo Hooooo!” You scream. The five beers and two bottles already made you who you are right now.
Jiheon swiftly takes the shot again. She raises it and then slams it on the table.
You smile as you look at her laugh. She is and has always been a blessing to you. The way she laughs, the way she looks at you, and the way she makes you happy. You are the luckiest guy in the world since you are with Jiheon.
“Woooooooo!” Jiheon already took her tenth shot as you start to reminisce about why you started dating her.
You look down at the table. There are a few pieces left of fries. “Want more?”
Jiheon smiles at you with her Asian glow already on her cheeks. She is barely drunk but is definitely on her way to being. “Sure, just make sure it is cheese flavored.”
You raise your hand to call the waitress and look at the menu that you are given. “Can I have fries?”
“Sure anything else?”
“Ummm, one—”
Jiheon glares at you.
“Two more bottles of beer and one bottle of soju. Thank you.”
Jiheon smiles at you. The same smile that you have always loved about her and it is something you would always want to see.
Soon the waitress comes back with your drinks and fries.
“Ya! Oppa! I said no ketchup!”
“Jiheon, you love ketchup.”
“Oh yeah.” *Hiccup* “I do love ketchup.” She stands up and pulls you closer to her. “Like how I love you.”
You freeze for a second. As much as you have been dating for five months, Jiheon hasn’t said I love you, or at least until now.
She falls down back to her chair and grabs some fries and drips them in the ketchup and eats some. You sit there shocked.
Jiheon loves me?
“Jiheon-ah, are you drunk?”
“Maybe.” *hiccup*
“Okay, let’s go.”
You pick her up and bring her with you. She leans on your side as she struggles to get her two feet planted on the ground. Her entire body almost falls to the floor as you try to place her on the bench so you can wait for a taxi.
“Oppa?”
“Yes, Jiheon?”
“Do you love me?”
“Uhh…”
“I said I love you.”
“I love you Jiheon…with all my heart.”
Jiheon leans for a kiss and a brief moment your lips collide. But you have to push her away as her breath stinks of alcohol. Fortunately, the taxi arrives. You try your best to stuff Jiheon inside the taxi then after you get inside. You put on her seatbelt so she can be safe, then you put on yours.
The taxi driver looks at you. “Need this?”
“Thank you.”
You prepare it just in case for Jiheon. But she seems stable, so instead, you look out at the window.
I do love you Jiheon with all my heart.
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My Roomate Bestie
Jiheon x reader fluff
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You exhaled a heavy sigh. You were staring at the Verenda of your apartment as your eyes observe the busy night street.
It was always peaceful whenever the night arrives in the city and your view of your apartment dorm was perfect.
Well it was almost perfect because another person would fill the room. At first you were shocked by this fact because you applied for a single room dorm but because of the lack of funding and the sudden demand for a room, the landlord had no other choice but to make the single dorm room a shared dorm.
You tried to look for another dorm to apply too but because of a new school year, everything was booked and no single dorm was available for you.
In the end you had to accept it that you'll have a new roommate by force.
"Fuck.. I just hope that person isn't someone I hate the most.."
You took a sip from your tea as you continued to watch the night street.
You were Y/n Park. A 3rd year Mechanical Engineering student. Your cozy apartment will be invaded tomorrow and you didn't like it but you have to accept it.
With a sigh, you decided to rest for tomorrow's the weekends and it means its your rest day. Also, the weekends you were pertaining too was just sunday.
You headed to your room and closed your eyes as sleep took over.
It really feel like it was only 5 minutes of shut eye as the sun peaked through your window and it didn't help that someone was already knocking on your door.
You woke yourself up first as you put on some cologne just in case the new tenant is a woman. You can never known.
Once you look tidy and neat, You took a deep breath before opening the door and your eyes widen when the person infront of you looked....cute.
"Oh... Umm.. H-Hello.. I'm Baek Jiheon. Umm.. I'm moving in?"
The first thing you saw was her bright smile which was brighter than the sun itself. She was also quite tall but you were visibly taller than her.
You saw a few boxes near her and was surprised she carried all that by herself.
"Ah, You must be my new Roomate. Well the monthly pay is 150$."
Her eyes widen as she was visibly shocked.
"What?!"
You chuckled seeing her reaction.
"I'm just joking."
She calmed down upon hearing your words as you carried her boxes which surprised her.
"Woah, these are heavy boxes. You carried all of them?"
"Ah, No.. My.. My brother helped me up."
You entered your dorm with her box as you gently placed them on the spare room next to your own room.
Jiheon was slowly feeling comfortable with you as she wasn't expecting a good guy like you to be her roommate.
She was also a bit anxious from the start because she was an Idol and very known too. She was afraid that her roommate would just be an annoyance or would do something weird to her.
But seeing you upclose and witnessing you carry her stuff, her worry slowly dissappeared but there was still one question that lingered around her brain.
"Does he know me?"
Once you were done carrying her boxes you stretched your arms out as you didn't expect that you had to do an exercise first thing in the morning.
You looked over at her as she inspect her room.
"This room isn't much used. If you find andy dent on the wall or find anything wrong with your room. Just tell me and I'll speak with the landlord. He's an old rich man but can't fix shit..."
You sighted as Jiheon laughed softly at your joke.
"Come on, give him a break. He's an old man after all."
"Well I guess your right. Ah, I'm Y/N Park by the way. Nice to meet you Jiheon."
You offered a handshake to her which she happily accepted. Maybe it was because you just woke up as her hand was soft as a baby's skin and this made your heart skip a beat.
For the entirety of the day, you helped her with her stuff and along the way, you got to know her more as she got to know you as well.
Though she left out the part where she was an Idol as she wasn't that confident about it sharing with you.
"So you're gonna be a teacher huh?"
She enthusiastically nodded her head.
"Yup."
"Sounds nice to be honest. My dream is preety boring. Just fixing cars and all that."
Jiheon shook her head at you. She placed her hands on her hips and said
"It's good that you have dream you know. Even if its boring, it's still a dream."
Her pose towards you Almost looked like a mother scolding her son for misbehaving.
"Not many people at our age know what they want once they reach our age. It's a good thing you have goal in life you know."
"Uhuh, well I'm already 20 anyway so I guess that's normal."
"...."
Jiheon was quiet as she looked at you like she has seen a ghost. This made you look confused at her.
"What?"
"You're 20?"
"Yeah. I just turned 20 a few months ago."
She immediately bowed her head at you as this suprised you.
"I'm so sorry Oppa, I didn't know you were older than me."
"Uhh It's alright Jiheon. Just call me Y/n. No need to be formal though."
You laughed whole heartedly as it felt nice that someone called you an Oppa. You never got a girl say that to you unless they were asking for directions.
This time, a cute girl like Jiheon called you that word which skyrocketed your confidence.
Jiheon blushed from embarrassment but smiled nonetheless as you were cool with her calling you by your name.
Some people Jiheon encountered would often like them being called Oppa just because. Jiheon of course has no problem about it but she would be lying when she said she's not getting tired of it.
Luckily for her, she didn't have to formal with you as you were a cool person.
"Oh yeah, we haven't had dinner yet. Let me see if we have ingredients for-"
"Ah no it's okay Y/n. I actually ordered us some Pizza and drinks. It's my way of saying thanks for welcoming me. Hehehe~"
She shyly chuckled as a small tint of red appeared on her face. Seeing a flustered Jiheon was making you melt as Jiheon was starting to have a soft spot for you in your heart.
"I.. I couldn't be more happy meeting such a thoughtful junior. Huhuhu"
You faked your crying as Jiheon's shy demeanor immediately dissappeared and changed to a laughing mess.
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It's been a few weeks since Jiheon moved and it was actually quite fun with her around.
You remember the times when you returned to your dorm and you were greeted with a quiet ambiance which wasn't that bad at all. Back then, You had all the time for yourself but now with Jiheon around. It was actually quite fun.
There was no dull moment with Jiheon around as she would immediately talk to you the moment you return home.
Her school was very close to yours but the problem is that it was an all girls school and they are very strict when it comes to boys.
You have no problems there since there was no way you would go to her school-
"Hey, Y/n? Can you do me a favor? I..forgot to bring my handout which I needed today but I can't leave school cause my schedule is packed. Is it okay for you to bring it to my school and give me my handout? I'll buy you Dinner later.
Welp, I guess you jinxed yourself.
"Sure why not? Where is it anyway?
"It's just around my study table. You'll see it cause it has a label on it.
"Alright. Bring it to you
"Thank you so much Y/n. I'll treat you to Dinner tonight.
You just chuckled at her and ended the call. Finding her handout was easy as her room was very organized. She was after all, a very organized compared to you who fixes their room whenever they want too.
Getting her papers was the easy part. The real journey was just starting as you walked to her university.
Her university was Seoul Women's university. It was prestigious school for the best young women in the country. So it was normal to see some prestigious looking people there.
Their attire was completely different from you but that didn't bother you as you entered the campus not knowing what kind of den you entered.
Once you entered the campus, You noticed the stares they were giving you as this made you a little tense but shrugged it off as you looked for Jiheon.
"Oh shit, I forgot to ask her where her class is."
You were about to call her when a girl approached you.
"Hello~ are you looking for something?"
"Ah, Do you know Jiheon? I need to give her something."
"Ah, Baek Jiheon? The princess of the school."
You smirked at her comment as you find her nickname childish and funny.
"Ah yeah, her. Do you know what her class is Miss?"
"I think she has class in that building."
"Oh okay, Thank you."
You smiled at her as you walked away and headed to the building she pointed out. Even though it was just a few seconds of conversation, the girl's heart was beating so fast and her cheeks were red.
"Well, their building looks more cleaner than my school so I give them that."
You thought as you eyed each classroom looking for a cute smiling girl. Some girls in class began murmuring to themselves as they discuss how a handsome guy was eyeing their class.
You on the other hand wasn't able to find Jiheon and was about to wait for her when Jiheon came running towards you.
"Oh, Jiheon."
"Y/n..you…have it..?"
She asked you as her words were cut off with her heavy breathing. This made you sigh as you pulled out your water bottle and gave it to her.
"Drink first. You're dehydrated as fuck."
Jiheon blushed a little as she accepted your offer. Though she hesitated at first as her mind was conflicted with her own thoughts.
"Aish those 2 girls really. If they didn't say those words maybe I didn't have to make this a big deal. Besides, It's not like were kissing....it's just... An.. Inderect kiss..."
Once again Jiheon blushed as this confuses you. Jiheon looked redder than normal as a small sense of worry started to fill your thought.
"Hey you alright?"
"H-Huh? Y-yeah I'm fine."
"Hmm…you sure?"
"I'm sure-"
Your hand touched her forehead as this only made her blush even more.
"Sheesh, You're burning up. Keep my water bottle for now. You should rest after today. Don't worry about dinner. I'll buy you some soup later alright?"
"But-"
"It's alright. It's not like I have no money you know? Hahaha."
You have no money.
You were broke. Well not technically but you were saving money just for keepsake. But you didn't mind spending a few for Jiheon.
You handed her the papers and left leaving a very confused Jiheon.
Her heart was racing and her breath started to feel heavy. Her cheeks were also turning pink rather than red.
"What's this feeling?"
It was a new feeling for her. She felt like there was a knot on her stomach for some reason. And when you were away from her vision, that knot feeling dissappeared immediately. It was a mix of anxiety and joy and a little of excitement.
She couldn't figure out what it was but she was also curious about it. This was something that intrigue her and who's better to ask than her members.
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"You're in love Jiheon."
"Yup, Totally."
Saerom and Hayoung said as this made Jiheon shocked. She didn't expect those words to come out from the 2 eldest in the group.
"Wait! That sounds impossible though. How can I fall in love with him when it's only a few days of meeting him?"
"Well has he always been there for you?"
"Well..."
Jiheon began to think about that question, were you always there for her?
She looked back at the beginning where you welcomed her warmly. You helped her move in and both of you enjoy each other's presence.
Next, she looked back when you were always there whenever she had a problem. The latest was a few days ago when you gave her assignment papers. Even though she offered you dinner, you declined it and even made you soup which she enjoyed by the way.
Last is how much she started seeking you whenever you arrive home. Her life has always been an idol and a student but being with you made her feel like she was just an ordinary girl. She can have fun like a normal person and even be sad like a normal person.
Maybe it was because you didn't know she was an Idol that you didn't react to her at all. Or it could be you were just hiding the fact that you know that she is an Idol.
Either way, it all pointed to you leaving a positive impact on her which in turn made her feel like this.
The feeling of love.
Jiheon blushed as she realized what has happened to her. Hayoung smirked at their Maknae as Saerom looked a little troubled.
"Guys! Jiheon has a crush on someone!"
Her voice alerted everyone as they all rushed towards her. Some smiling while the others with a stern look.
Chaeyoung, Hayoung and Nagyung were the ones smiling while Saerom, Jiwon, Jisun and Seoyeon were the ones with a stern look.
"Ohh our Maknae is all grown up. All in love uwu"
Chaeyoung teased her as this only made her embarrassed even more.
"Yah, who's the guy? Is he nice? Does he have a hobby? Does he drink? Smoke?"
Saerom was straight up intirogating the Maknae of the group as Hayoung had to pull her away.
"Ah, No I'm going home. See you guys tomorrow."
Jiheon avoided all their question as she stood up and grabbed her bag and zoomed away from their practice room. Her action made them chuckle at her.
"Ah, she's so cute when she's flustered."
Saerom smiled proudly but that didn't last long.
"Now I wanna have a nice talk with the guy."
Saerom's cold stare could kill someone as Hayoung calmed her down.
"Unnie, I think talking doesn't require a bat. Where did you even get that?"
"Oh? This? I don't know. Maybe it magical appeared here"
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Jiheon returned to your dorm as she quietly made her way to her bed not wanting to wake you up.
She knew that if she faced you now, her soft fragile heart can’t handle it. You already killed the lights off the place and since Jiheon didn't want to make any noise, she walked to the dark and unfortunately for her, she tripped and made a huge loud sound.
"Shit! I better-"
"Jiheon! Are you okay!"
That voice. Your voice alone send butterflies to her stomach as she could feel her heart beating so fast.
You hurriedly made your way to help her up as Jiheon was Quiet. Unknown to her she got an ankle sprain as she immediately winced in pain when she put weight on her feet. Once again, you were their to catch her as your face was full of worry.
"Hold on tight."
"wha-"
With one scoop, You were carrying her princess style. If you think Jiheon wasn't red enough, think again.
She was redder than a Tomato now but she also liked how your strong arms carried her with no effort.
You gently placed her on her bed as you left and returned immediately with some ointment and something to patch her ankle.
"Sheesh Ji, just tell me if it hurt alright?"
She could only nod her head as she was embarrassed that the person she liked was tending to her injury.
You gently applied the ointment and gently massaged her ankle. Jiheon was surprised and shocked that you were actually preety good when it comes to massaging her ankle.
She felt so relaxed and at peace but once she felt the patch wrap around her ankle, she knows you were already leaving.
"If you can't walk, just call me alright. I'll help you out."
Jiheon now was more tempted to say something to you.
"Y/n."
"Yeah?"
"Why are you so nice to me?"
You stayed silent for a few seconds before you smiled at her.
"Because kindness is the best thing to do."
Jiheon widen her eyes as she looked suprised at you.
"I believe being kind to others is the best way of showing someone you appreciate them."
"You appriciate me?"
"Of course. Being with you made it more fun for me. Not only that, but I actually like it when you smile. It also make me smile you know. It's very preety too."
Jiheon couldn't help it. Her heart was racing to the max and she was slowly falling deeper and deeper for you. Then it hit her. This was now or never. She needed to get this out of his system. So with all the courage she had left, she decided to say it.
"Y/n."
"Yeah?"
"I wanna apologize to you for not telling you this."
This confused you as your eyebrows raised a little.
"What do you mean?"
Nervousness was starting to eat her up but she clenched her fist as there was no turning back now. She has already started it and she needed to go and finish it right.
With one deep breath, she said
"I'm actually an Idol. Fromis_9 to be exact."
"Oh your an idol.….........wait an Idol?!"
It took you a few seconds to realize what she said as your shocked expression turned into a smiling one.
"That's so cool!!"
Your eyes were bright and full of excitement as Jiheon couldn't help but smile. This in turn only added more confidence in her.
"Y/n."
"Yeah?"
"What do you think of me dating someone?"
"Ohhh, Do you like someone?"
You got closer to her as this only made her blush as her cheeks turned redder.
"I.. I do.."
"Oh? Who?"
"Well... For starters, he's very kind. Like he is always ready to help anyone. Also he likes to make me smile all the time."
"Damn, he's a lucky bastard."
You grumbled those words as you couldn't believe an Idol like Jiheon actually like someone. In your perspective he was a really lucky bastard because he was able to capture the cute smiling preety girl Jiheon.
But you were her friend,so in some sort of way you won something.
Jiheon on the other hand chuckled as she describe you, the person she likes....
No
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The person she fell in love with.
"He also tends to my needs even though he doesn't have too. He also was my Roommate bestie when I first moved to my dorm."
At this point, your eyes widen as you immediately looked at Jiheon. Jiheon looked so calm and happy towards you. Her smile was something you never saw before.
It has that same shine you always see but this time, it had another flavor mixed in.
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It was love.
"Right now he tended my ankle and is staring at me surprised. And I'm about to tell him..."
Jiheon slowly made her way towards you as she closes the gap between you.
"That I..."
She was leaning closer to you.
"I...."
Jiheon stopped as both of you were close to each other's gazes.
"I love you."
Jiheon finally said 3 words that she wanted to say. She has never expected to say those 3 words in her life to someone other than her family and members but here you are, making her say it.
Your heart was racing as you could swear you can hear your own heartbeat. Your cheeks were turning red as well.
Because you didn't expect the girl you fell in love the moment you met her, was confessing to you.
You held your emotion away as you felt that you manage to build a friendly bond with her. Besides, you realized that Jiheon's beauty was waaaay beyond your league. There was no way she will give you a chance.
But fate sure knows how to play with your feelings.
"I'm..sorry Jiheon."
Jiheon already knew what those words means. She looked down defeated knowing you dissmised he-
"I also liked you the moment I saw you but was afraid to confess because we became good friends. I'm sorry I'm a cowa-"
Jiheon didn't want to hear your pathetic words anymore as she shut your mouth with hers. Her soft plump lips tasted so sweet.
Her strawberry flavored lips was what your brain was processing. Her stomach who was filled with butterflies was removed and was replaced with passion and excitement.
A few seconds passed by as Jiheon pulled away as both you managed to wake yourself up from the euphoric experience.
"You didn't have to apologize Y/n. Why do you need to apologize? I love you and you love me. Isn't that what matter right now?"
You adjusted a stray of hair behind her ear and gave her the sweetest smile you could give her. In your arms was the most beautiful and preetiest girl in the world.
You kissed her forehead as Jiheon wrapped her arms around you.
"Yeah, I love you too my roommate bestie."
She giggled as both of you snuggled in her bed. You gave her head a pat and said
"I should probably meet your members first. To get their approval you know?."
"Ah, you might want to avoid my leader if you value your life."
"But isn't the leader the first one I should meet first? Don't worry I-"
"She'll kill you on sight."
"So how long were you in a idol group?"
Jiheon wholeheartedly laughed at how fast you changed the topic. This was one of the many reasons why she fell for you.
"Well I first started at...."
The entirety of the night, both of you just admired each other's presence and eventually fell asleep in each other's embrace. Both of your hearts were at calm and peace as they felt safe and loved.
Because their hearts was with their roommate bestie.
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❈° ≫ sweet | baek jiheon
═══════ SWEET !
pairing ⇢ baek jiheon x gn!reader
genre ⇢ fluff, college!au
warnings ⇢ mentions of food & eating, very sweet (literally)
word count ⇢ 2063
synopsis ⇢ as a student, jiheon knows what it’s like to be stressed during final exams, so she decides to come over with a sweet surprise.
you slammed your head on the table, a loud thump spreading through your empty apartment. your roommates were out partying late at night again, both of them being business majors who rarely had to worry as much as you on their final exams. whenever you tried to talk to them about your stress and worries for the future, they would try to convince you to pursue something different where your mind would not always be occupied with studying for the exam you had in a week or the lab homework you had to finish before your 8 a.m. lab.
despite how much you complained about your coursework, you never listened to them. you loved spending time in the lab, studying the latest specimen the professor had laid out under the microscope. you were so interested in what life in a lab coat had in store for you from the experiences you had already been granted.
though, during these times, you wished your younger self never found so much interest in science and all of its mysteries. you swore if you had to learn about another bacteria present in everyday life, the pain in your brain would grow to be worse than the one growing on your forehead from your defeated faceplant on the table. rubbing the spot as you lifted your head up, your eyes focused back on the screen in front of you. you tried to decipher the words on the screen, eyes moving to the notecard in front of you when you couldn’t comprehend the words. it seemed the hit to your head hindered your ability to understand what you had written, not that you could make sense of it before.
you closed your laptop before you pushed your chair away from your desk, deciding that you deserved a break after using up all the strength your brain had studying for this final. now your problem was about what exactly you could do. more times than not, you used this break time with your roommates, either playing mario kart on the nintendo switch or watching a couple episodes of the tv show you three were currently watching together.
with nothing else to do, you wound up in the kitchen, rummaging through the refrigerator and cupboards for anything you could eat before you returned to your studies. unfortunately, there were limited items in the pantry. one of your roommates probably forgot to buy groceries, so now you had to face the repercussions while they were probably enjoying some food. delicious or not, you were sure the alcohol would make anything they consume astronomically better. you debated having some yourself, knowing that your roommates often stored liquor in the apartment. however, when you remembered the copious amount of material you still had to go over, you decided against it, opting for a cup of coffee instead.
as you put the pod inside the keurig, you heard the doorbell ring. raising an eyebrow, you made your way over to the door, wondering who could be there at this time. it was past normal visiting hours, but it was still far too early for either of your roommates to be home. peeking out of the peephole, you spied on the person who was waiting patiently at your door. recognizing the person, you immediately pulled open the door, causing the person behind it to jump.
“jiheon,” you breathed, not believing that she was right there in front of you, backpack slung over her shoulder and holding a mysterious box.
“surprise!” she greeted, pushing her way into your apartment.
you watched as she set the box in her hands onto the counter before opening her hands up for a hug. you sighed, knowing that you could never deny your girlfriend of her wants, even if you were a little disappointed in her at the moment.
“you shouldn’t have came. it’s dangerous coming over here at night,” you scolded as you wrapped your arms around her, holding her as if you had almost lost her to whoever may be lurking in your shady neighborhood.
“you’re always worried for no reason. i didn’t come alone!” she defended, “chaeyoung and nagyung came with me, and they have each other going back. no one’s getting hurt around here.”
you shook her head at her explanation. you were just glad she was safe. if something happened to her while she was trying to come to you, you didn’t know what you would do. you would probably fail your final though as you would be worried too much about her to even study. seeing how the keurig’s stream of coffee had stopped, you retrieved your french roast.
“coffee?” you offered her, already beginning to shuffle through the random assortment of pods stored in the drawer.
she clapped her hands together in excitement. “ooh! that’s actually perfect! do you have the one i drank last time i was here? that one was really good!”
you tried to remember the last time she had come over to your apartment when your roommates were around. they had offered her one of their flavored lattes, so you figured that was what she had drinken. you knew she wasn’t much of a plain roast person. neither were you, but it helped keep you up better than your roommates’ lattes.
“caramel mocha latte?” you read from the pod you picked up, “is this the one?”
she nodded in response, so you put it into the keurig, replacing yours that was soon thrown in the trash. you went through the cupboards to find her cup, the cup that was meant for her because it perfectly matched yours. a year ago, you had gotten it as a gift at a secret santa you attended, not thinking the cups would ever be put to good use, but here they were.
“so…why did you decide to come over,” you asked as you leaned on the counter. you took a sip of your coffee, seemingly forgetting about all the laws of temperature while trying to start a casual conversation. turning your head and sticking your tongue out, you attempted to let the cool air reach the tastebuds you may have burnt off.
she shrugged. “thought you could use some company. i saw your roommates earlier, and they said you were stuck at home studying for an exam, so i figured i could study with you.”
jiheon was as studious as ever. you knew from experience she preferred to study alone, however. both of you did, opting to stay away from each other until exams were over to prevent any distractions. you were quite surprised by her response, but you weren’t about to complain about having some company. you loved hearing things in the background to reassure you weren’t alone, even if the only sound you would hear was her soft breathing.
“then i guess you really need this coffee,” you joked as you pulled the mug off its spot, handing the freshly made cup of caffeine to her.
“thank you.”
she took the cup into her hands, the warmth beginning to spread through her hands. it was much needed on a cold night like this where any sane person would rather be curled up in their blankets watching a movie instead of catching up on the different classes of antibiotics and which infections they can help recover.
jiheon followed your gaze onto the box she had set on the counter, realizing those eyes of yours were asking a question of their own. “i baked cupcakes for us,” she explained, opening the box to reveal an array of amateurly iced desserts, “they look kind of ugly since i don’t bake often, but i can assure you they taste great!”
though the cupcakes could never compare to ones found in the high-end bakeries surrounding the campus, they had a special beauty to them. this special beauty originated from the one who made them with such care and love, rubbing off her own beauty onto them.
nothing could be more beautiful to you than the things jiheon made with her delicate hands. you’ve kept every single present jiheon had ever made for you. from the portrait she made when you two were in middle school to the teddy bear she tried to sew last christmas. you cherished everything your girlfriend made, for every piece would have her tender love tucked away into it.
“no,” you asserted, “they look great.”
you never missed the way her eyes lit up whenever you reassured her the projects she deemed failures were never actually failures. she appreciated knowing that if no one appreciated her works, you would.
you picked up one of the cupcakes. the pink frosting hung over the sides, marking your fingers with the sweet cream. peeling back the wrapper, you attempted to take a bite of both the cake and frosting for the perfect bite. however, your nose dipped into the frosting, creating a dollop as you pulled away.
this elicited a giggle from jiheon, who tried her best to hide how she was laughing at you by placing her right hand over her mouth. it wasn’t very effective though, considering how over the years you studied the way her eyes would crinkle into an eye smile every time she felt remotely happy. you gave her a joking glare with your arms crossed after you placed the cupcake down. she pulled her hand away and placed her cup down to grab a napkin from the side, revealing her wide smile that showed off her gums.
“sorry,” she apologized as she brought the paper towel to your nose, pinching it to wipe off the frosting completely. “so, did the cupcake taste alright?”
you were about to open your mouth to give your genuine answer, but something else came to mind. “why don’t you find out?”
confused by your strange response, jiheon reached over for another cupcake to have a taste herself. however, before she was able to do so, you held her face and pulled her to look at you. her expression began to mix between the confusion of your answer and love as she stared into your eyes. without another thought, you pulled her into a kiss, hoping the reminiscence of the cupcake’s taste would transfer as your lips molded together.
you two stayed like that for a moment, taking in the affection both of you were deprived of while studying for exams. this was exactly why you two never wanted to see each other through your important exams. once it began, you two never seemed to want to pull away from each other, as if the other would disappear the moment you disconnected.
as you placed your hand on her back, prepared to continue for a while longer, a loud sound came from your phone. both of you pulled away. you cursed at your habit of always setting alarms for your breaks to make sure you never strayed away from your studies for too long. you sighed as you pressed the button to grant the room with silence again.
“i guess that’s our cue to begin our studying.” jiheon remarked as she gathered her bag from the chair, “if we finish early, we can continue.”
she was right. both of you had a long night ahead, so it was in your best interest to begin your session as soon as possible. you still had yet to process what you had been unable to comprehend on your notecard earlier.
“i suppose you have a point,” you surrendered before picking up the cupcake to finish. in another two bites, it was gone, and you felt the energy coming back to you in the form of caffeine and sugar.
both of you grabbed onto your cups from the counter, bringing them back to your room. you cleared half of your large desk, which had been scattered with countless papers filled with notes, and pulled another chair to it. jiheon sat down comfortably, setting her backpack to the side before pulling out her ipad and textbook. after you two cracked your knuckles in unison, you both were ready to conquer a couple long hours of studying.
before you did though, there was something on your mind.
“so, how did the cupcake taste?”
“it was sweet, but i can’t tell if that was the cupcake, or if that was just you.”
#kkulgings#fromis_9#fromis 9#fromis#baek jiheon#jiheon#baek jiheon x reader#jiheon x reader#fromis jiheon#jiheon imagines#fromis fluff#jiheon one-shot#fromis x reader
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Good Night (Baek Jiheon)
Just a lil' heads up: this is all dialogue just cuz I wanna try smthn different, thus the read more line. That's all
*bzzzzz bzzzzz*
“It’s 1am. Why is she calling? Hello?
“Oppa.”
“Jiheon-ah, are you okay?”
“Yes, oppa.”
“Why are you calling at 1am?”
“Oppa, I want to tell you something.”
“Sure, go ahead.”
“...”
“Hello?”
“Umm… it’s something that I’ve been wanting to tell you for a long time now.”
“Oh okay. What is it?”
“Err…”
“Jiheon-ah.”
“Yes?”
“Have you been drinking?”
“Yes.”
“How many have you drunk?”
“Oppa, can I say something first?”
“Sorry, sure. Go ahead.”
“Oppa, I, uhh, I like… *exhales* I like you, oppa.”
“...”
“I liked you since you took me out to lunch after school. When you walked me home because it was dark and cold. You gave me your jacket which I’m wearing now.”
“Jiheon-ah...”
“Oppa, I liked you for the longest time, but I was too shy to tell you. So I got drunk.”
“Jiheon-ah, can I tell you something?”
“Yes, oppa.”
“I-I like you, too.”
*gasps*
“You’re a sweet girl. Cute, funny, smart. I didn’t tell you because I thought you knew.”
“Oppa…”
“Sorry, I’m—*yawn* I’m a bit sleepy right now and we’re either tired or drunk. Wanna talk about this tomorrow?”
“Sure. I-I’d love that.”
“Okay, Jiheon-ah. Goodbye.”
“Goodbye.”
“Good night.”
“Good night.”
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a/n: jiheon has been wreckering me lately a LOT (even though i'm an ot9 so idk if that's possible) but also i just need to write something with the fromis girls because. there's no reason in particular I just want to.
[6:56] "why does this homework have to be so goddamn hard?"
you were sitting in your room, practically breaking down at this point. biology was never your strongest subject, but lately the teacher was giving too much homework from stuff she didn't even say during class. and to say you were angry about that was an understatement.
you laid down on your desk, head on your notebook as you thought of something, anything to make this homework easier. the only problem was, there wasn't really any way to do it. the teacher gave each of her students different homework and made sure there was no easy way to find answers on the internet.
basically, a psychopath.
suddenly soft knocking came from the hall, signaling that someone was currently standing in front of your apartment. and only then you realized that your girlfriend was supposed to visit you today, and your place was, well, a complete mess.
you walked up to the door, opening it to see jiheon, a bright smile on her face and two bags of food in her hands, standing there. you let her in, getting a small peck on the cheek as a hello.
she walked into the kitchen, seeing a massive pile of undone dishes and immediately realized that you probably had a lot of schoolwork lately, because after all, no matter how much of a mess you were, your dishes were always done. always. her eyes caught yours as she gave you a worried look.
"too much happening at school?" she asked, coming up to you and giving you a warm hug. you wrapped your arms around her, answering only with a silent, almost unaudible hum. jiheon heard it without a problem; and instantly knew what to do.
the girl dragged you towards the couch, snatching a blanket from one of the shelves on her way there. sitting both of you down, she wrapped you both under the blanket, letting your head fall down onto her arm.
"i can help you with your homework later, if you want to." she said, softly playing with your hair. "but for now, let's rest a little. you shouldn't be overworking yourself, you know?"
"i wasn't doing that" you tried to say, but jiheon clearly knew you were lying, cutting you off mid sentence.
"yeah yeah, i wasn't doing that my ass" she said, giving you a quick kiss "now stay here, i'll get the food done. and if you try to get up, i'll tape you down to the couch."
"sounds kinky." you joked, seeing as the tips of her ears turned red.
"shut up!"
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BALLING INTO LOVE : a haechan smau
synopsis : l/n y/n is known to get along with almost everyone on campus, lee haechan is known for his extrovertedness and his lack of personal space. what happens when these two well known students have a bit of an.. incident during their first encounter ?
pairing : lee donghyuck x fem!reader
featuring : 7dream, aespas ningning + giselle, sunghoon, chaewon and beomgyu
genre : mostly crack/humour, fluff, perhaps some angst, college au, one sided beef + one sided pining, soon to be mutual pining
extras : death jokes, swearing, haechan is a little unbearable towards reader, reader is lowkey stubborn, lmk if I need to add anything else, ignore how uncreative the photo is, feel free to give me advice or feedback!! also lmk if u wanna be apart of the tag list
playlist : just one day, bts - out of time, the weekend - love me back, fromis_9 - in my dreams, red velvet - best mistake, ariana grande - the weekend, sza - thirsty, aespa - pasilyo, sunkissed lola
status : ongoing, will update when i can/feel like it,, WONT BE POSTING CONSISTENTLY
started : 31/12/23
ended : ...
all parts under the cut😽
profiles : (1) + (2)
chp 0 : 127 opps
chp 1 : balled too hard
chp 2 : dont hmu... real ones know
chp 3 : h*****n’s friend
chp 4 : stay safe out there women🫶
chp 5 : I!!
chp 6 : i did it😁 (wc : 1629)
chp 7 : she is the drama
chp 8 : 😍😍😍
chp 9 : lowk think i’m wrong
chp 10 : ...
chp 11 : …
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Last minute birthday
Jiheon x Reader
Length: 2.2k
Tags: birthday, fluff, first kiss, dancing, low-key, late night
I really wrote this last minute because I had no time and for that reason, it’s unedited so it’s kind of rough, sorry guys.
It was 00:34 and everyone was sleeping. Everyone but Jiheon. She was on her phone, trying to call her boyfriend who wasn’t answering at all. It was her birthday today. So why weren’t you answering any of her calls? It’s been 24 hours, she started calling you in the morning—deciding that waking you up at 3 AM was acceptable since it was her day—but you didn’t answer, and it was understandable, the problem was that you did not answer even one of the 29 following calls.
To be honest, Jiheon didn’t know if she should’ve been mad or worried but when it was her phone that rang, and you were calling now, she settled with mad. Jiheon sighs angrily and rolls her eyes, she snuggles into her bedsheets and answers the phone.
“What?” she says drily.
“30 missed calls? Were you trying to set a record?” you softly chuckle on the other end.
Jiheon did not find it funny. You were wholeheartedly laughing while she was worried sick and just fuming mad. Jiheon scoffs. Unbelievable. “Are you serious right now?” she asks, glaring at her phone. If your face was on the screen she would’ve slapped it.
“Huh? What’s wrong?” you reply.
“What’s wrong?” Jiheon slowly repeats emphasizing every letter. “What’s wrong is that you barely spoke to me for the past week—which I can understand—but now, when you do, it’s so dry as if I’m actually bothering you. That’s right? I am a bother.”
“Jiheon, no, no,” you rush to correct her. “It’s just that I’ve been so busy all week.”
“No. It isn’t that. I know you’re always busy but when you’d reply late, you’d do it with a long-ass message but now—now, you can’t even reply with three letters.”
“Honie, not now,” you groan.
“And yesterday, you ghosted me! You didn’t even read my messages. We talked about this already. That’s wrong. I don’t care how big your problem is, just tell me, dump it on me,” she says with frustration.
“I know, I know… Heonie, please, just—”
“No.” Jiheon ignores you. “And don’t tell me you actually forgot what day it is today.”
“Uhh, Monday,” you say. “Jiheon, please. I’m sorry. Whatever it is, I’m sorry. I—It’s just… It’s not a good day today, okay?”
Jiheon huffs and lets her head fall into the bed. She couldn’t help it. “Today’s the worst,” she agrees with you for once. “So tell me…” she starts, “What are you mad about today?”
You sigh and slump against the cold plastic wall of the station. “My bus got delayed and now, my girlfriend’s mad at me,” you uttered. Jiheon, at those words, softens.
“Bus?” Jiheon asks and you hum. “To where?”
“To my girlfriend,” you answer. “It’s her birthday.”
Jiheon jumps out of her bed. She doesn’t even change clothes and just grabs her coat. “Where are you?” she asks as she rushes to the living room to grab her keys and purse. She runs down the stairs and out to the cold. Her breath fogs the air while she confirms your location. To her, and your, luck, you’re just twenty minutes away from her.
She drives and quickly finds you in a lonely bus station under a semi-broken lamp. There you were, with a cake box between your arm and chest while you were holding your phone between your neck. You smile when you recognize her behind the car window.
Jiheon parks in front of the cubicle and runs to you.
You smile and put your phone away. Jiheon smiles as well but tears stream down her face while she hugs you tight. You hug her back and clean her tears with your thumbs. You chuckle softly. “What has gotten into you?”
“I’m so sorry,” Jiheon says, pulling you in tighter, and wrapping her arms around your shoulders and back. She was still in her pajamas and slippers, her coat was half open, but she didn’t care. She wasn’t even cold. She missed you more than anything and was waiting this exact moment for the whole week.
“Happy birthday, love,” you barely mumble with her coat muffling your voice. Jiheon squeezes you one last time and pulls away. In a flick, you catch the box that was sliding down until now and put it on the seat.
“Phew…” you sigh. “As I was saying,” you start again, “Happy birthday to my sweetest baby.” You cup her cheeks, creased for her wide smile and look into her humid eyes, reddened but happy. “I love you. I know I couldn’t express it well this past week, you deserved more than that, but today and for the next couple days I have all my time for you. I really appreciate you. It’s been hard but you kept my spirit high and I am extremely grateful for you.”
Jiheon tries her hardest to hold it in. She bites her lips and sniffs, contracting her face in a frown in discomfort. You were going to laugh but she busted in tears. ���Darling…” she pleaded between hiccups. “I wuv you sho much, ish my fault sorwy…”
“It’s okay, it’s my fault too,” you laugh. “Don’t be crying now.” You get some tissues from your pocket and wipe her tears away. Jiheon continues to cry, with her arms dangling, while you frantically wipe it down. After a minute she stops and blows her nose with the remaining tissues.
“Let’s go home,” Jiheon says. You make to grab your bag but Jiheon takes it for you and puts it inside. You hold the cake and seat in the passenger seat beside her. You take the time of the ride home to catch up with her. Some fun things happened at work and you had to let her know. You also told her about every chance you had to boast about your girlfriend, who was the best in the world and everyone had to know it.
Once home, you set up the cake, putting the candles on and the little plate with her age. 20 years old. It’s been almost a year since you two started dating. Time sure flies. You look at Jiheon. She wasn’t the immature girl you knew back then anymore. She was mature now, in her features and mannerism but deep inside nothing changed. Her heart was still as kind as always, as joyful and happy. Her smile was still as bright and her eyes still as beautiful. You swore the day when you gave yourself to her that you’d protect that innocence everyday.
You remember everything and chuckle.
“You have to make a wish,” you tell Jiheon.
Jiheon nods, holds her breath and, “Iwishthatmyparentswillbealwayshealthymyboyfriendtooandthathelovesmealwaysandneverleavemeformyfriendstobebymysideandforustobesuccesfuland—”
“Wait! Only one,” you laugh in disbelief. “Also you don’t have to say it, but think it.”
“Oh, okay…”
Jiheon looks at the cake, brings her hands together, closes her eyes and blows the candle. She tears again a little. You smile and look at her. You cup her cheeks once again, a habit you two developed together, and softly whisper to her, “Again, I’m sorry, Heonie.”
She shakes her, smiling happily. “It’s just that I’m very happy darling,” she says and you hum, kissing her nose.
“Oh, wait, I remember I have the present,” you say, eyeing at the paper bag wrapped up in tape.
“What did you get me?” Jiheon asked you.
“Not telling you.”
“Awww, come on! I’ve been waiting all dayyyy,” she pouted. She always gave you that look when you didn’t want to buy her something. But this time she was especially annoyed because she was kicking her legs up and down like a little kid throwing a tantrum. She continued until you finally gave in.
“Okay! Okay, I will get it jeez…”
You ripped the little bag open to reveal a square box, a cd case and a notebook. The cd case said on the front "songs that remind me of you" and a little heart next to it. You and Jiheon had similar taste in music and you had this conversation before, love songs that are perfect for both of you. On the notebook, instead, there was written “reasons why I love you” because Jiheon has always been a little bit insecure, with being an idol and everything. You thought it could help her.
You then handed her the box and left the other things on the table.
“Open it,” you said with a smile.
As Jiheon opened the box her face seemed to be going through twenty different emotions in three seconds. Then she finally looked at you with teary eyes. Saerom would definitely tell Jiheon has cried many times that night and kill you tomorrow when she finds out.
“Darling…”
It was a gold necklace with your and her first initials engraved on a gold plate. It was something you wanted to get for a while now. She said a while back that she wanted to have something to keep that would represent your relationship. You only started to work recently part-time to pay for it. You were glad she liked it.
Next thing you know Jiheon is on top of you tackling you in hugs and kisses, pretty much suffocating you. “Thank you so much, baby! I love it! I love it!” You let her do it and laughed, then in that position, you put your hands behind her back. Closing your eyes, you started swaying, Jiheon chuckled and followed you.
Laughing, you pulled Jiheon into the kitchen along the side of the wall. “Loosen up, Heonie! You know how to dance, don’t you? Imagine it’s raining… wouldn’t it be amazing?”
Jiheon raised an eyebrow in amusement. “Amazing? You wanna play in the rain? What are you? A kid?”
“Wouldn’t it be romantic?” you ask, continuing to sway together. “Us together, alone, away from every distraction, every needless sadness and problem. Under the rain, that’d clean us of everything, the dirt of everyday city life, leaving us wet and anew. We’d dance like nothing exists, not a care in the world. My arms on your waist, your hands on my shoulders, my eyes into yours.”
Jiheon lifted both of her hands and rested them near your neck and tilted her head towards Sanemi to briefly rest it on your shoulder. “Yes, that would be romantic. It’d be amazing… I really do have the best boyfriend in the world,” Jiheon says honestly.
Even under the cold temperature of the weather, you could feel your cheeks heat up. And when she gave you a peck on the cheek, you realized that you didn’t feel so cold anymore.
Your arm fell from Jiheon’s waist, and you took her hand into yours. For a moment, you walked hand in hand around the rainy room. Neither of you said anything; they just enjoyed being in each other’s presence.
For a moment, there were dark clouds in those ceilings. Having you by her side, having Jiheon with you, was enough to make you forget you were even in an apartment. The rain showering down onto your body was more real than anything.
“There’s no music,” said Jiheon quietly.
“We make our own music.”
Jiheon let out a soft laugh. “Yeah… yeah, you’re right.”
So, you and Jiheon slow-danced under the rain. You didn’t care, you just didn’t. All that mattered right now was how happy Jiheon looked while dancing with you. You were glad that even if they couldn’t have a grand event for her birthday, at least she was able to make Jiheon happy with this.
You didn’t know for how long they danced under the rain. They danced for so long that their slow dance had evolved into a frolic, and they were now laughing heartily together as they danced. You had lost track of time.
“We should get some sleep now—you still have work tomorrow,” you told Jiheon quietly. “You don’t want to walk like a zombie during practice, right?”
“It was fun, though,” said Jiheon, gazing at you with a soft expression.
“Yeah, it was,” you agreed. Despite the fact that your ignorance did piss Jiheon off a little and darken her mood in the beginning, she had to admit that you were able to improve her mood considerably. It had been a difficult week for her as well.
You let go of each other. “I have to admit, even if it wasn’t the real thing, it was still romantic. You always see this in movies and dramas. I didn’t think I’d actually ever do it.”
You chuckled to yourself. “Well you always watch dramas, you must have got a couple of ideas every once in a while, right?”
“Well, do you know what else they do in the dramas in the rain?” she asked, sending you a small hopeful glance.
You smiled, answering, “They kiss”
“Then do you wanna—”
“Yes.” She was a little stunned to hear you answer so fast, but nonetheless, she couldn’t hide her cheeky smile when you leaned down and pressed a small kiss to her lips. Nothing crazy, just a short peck, but it left you both a blushing mess.
“You were always scared to hug me in the beginning, I remember,” she started. “It really took almost a year for you to kiss me.”
“Sorry,” you replied. “I’ll try harder.” She just laughed.
“Thank you for dancing with me, Darling,” Jiheon said, smiling.
You grinned back at her. “Not a problem at all. It always warms my heart and delights me to see you happy.”
Jiheon chuckled softly. “I am always happy with you. You make me happy,” she told you. “I love you.”
Written, 16 April 2023 (It’s already 17 of April in Korea)
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Delight
Pairing: fromis_9 Hayoung x Male Reader
Word Count: 1932
A/N 1: Hello Orenjideul! I'm back with another fluff featuring our birthday girl, Hayoung! I just made this quick and it is unedited, so I hope this turns out well. Stay safe everyone and enjoy this piece! <3
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Series of boisterous chatterings can be heard from their set as the members and the staff celebrated Hayoung’s birthday which Hayoung certainly enjoys.
Blowing the candle as the members cheer for her, Hayoung never felt delighted in her entire life as a precious smile prints her face, knowing how much they treasure Hayoung’s birthday and that almost made her tear up by just thinking of it.
It was too much for her heart to handle: the balloons, the mini tiara on the top of Hayoung’s head, the cake and the positivity that envelops each person on the set says enough. With that being said, the members then took pictures of Hayoung to gather a memory that she’ll forever cherish.
“Happy birthday Unnie!” A radiating sunshine comes near Hayoung as the rest of the members are preparing to leave the set as the shoot has been over.
“Thank you Jiheon…” Hayoung responded with a deep sigh right after, making Jiheon concerned as her eyebrows furrowed.
“Oh, what’s the matter Unnie? Is there something wrong?”
“Nothing much, Jiheon-ah. It’s just…”
Like the smart and clever girl she is, Jiheon got a grasp on why Hayoung is feeling off suddenly. She then reassures her with some encouraging words as well as a few pats on her back as Hayoung faintly smiles with her actions yet she can’t help but still feel the hint of disgruntled despite the day being complete.
“He’ll come Unnie, you just need to wait…”
“I hope so, Jiheon.”
After a couple of seconds of Hayoung contemplating, Jiheon then invites her to join the group as they’re going to go home to their dorm. Hayoung insists as she wants to be alone but she’s later convinced by Saerom and Seoyeon.
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“I’ll just go and sleep alright? Good night and also, Happy birthday again Unnie!” Nagyung cheerfully bid ‘goodnights’ to Hayoung and Saerom as the rest of the members are preparing themselves to sleep in their own designated, shared rooms.
It has been another exhilarating day for the group and Hayoung is definitely tired yet her heart still shouts for that one thing that she’s wanting before the day ends is that you, here on her 25th birthday.
It has been almost 11 pm, just an hour left before the day is over and you never showed up even in a single second. Hayoung is frustrated upon your absence despite all of the memories she made today.
“Hey Hayoung-ah, I’m sure that he’ll come here… he’s just maybe rushing just to get you as he’s busy. There’s still hope…”
Saerom’s reassuring tone enlightens Hayoung to still fall on the positive side rather than thinking on the opposite. Maybe, in reality, you may not come but there’s still a fire igniting in Hayoung's heart that you’ll celebrate her birthday with open arms.
“He promised to come here… B-But, I’ll still wait…”
Saerom smiles as she’s enlightened about her thinking. After a few more talks with Hayoung, Saerom then gestured to Hayoung that she’ll go to her room to sleep as a nod from Hayoung is the response. As she’s the only one who’s ‘awake’, she then wanders her eyes from the vast night sky, reminiscing the fun moments with you and the other members. She smiles and giggles with those thoughts, knowing how much all of you mean to her yet she can’t escape the fact that you’re still not here, and brings back the frown on her face.
*doorbell rings*
Jisun then hurriedly walks to the stairs as Hayoung stops her, hoping that it’s you as dopamine starts boosting Hayoung, making her squeal in delight.
“I’ll open the door Jisun-ah, maybe it’s him…”
“Okay Unnie, have fun… The both of you! Ehe…”
Within Hayoung’s actions, Jisun went back to her room as Hayoung opened the door—she didn’t even bother peeking as excitement ran down her veins—and to her surprise, an angel appeared as she was stunned, her joy above the limits, higher than the roof.
“Oppa! I missed yo-ou…” Hayoung hugs you tightly as her head snuggle on your chest, making you hug her in response without even being able to muster a single word.
It has been months since you last saw her personally after her promotions and the both of you treasured that moment. You felt bad for her because you know that she’s been waiting for you all throughout the day and that hurts you. The both of you knows how busy both your schedules are as you barely got any time to meet her personally, so the both of you depended on the Internet to still manage a healthy relationship but it feels off, it feels like something is missing with that but you never complained any further. You even rushed to their set only to know that they’ve finished shooting, making you anxious as the day’s going to end and you haven’t seen her yet here you are, just inches away from Hayoung, enveloped in a embrace.
“I’m sorry Hayoung-ah. I’m sorry that I’m late. I’m sorry that I’m-”
“Sh-shhh… It’s alright Oppa.” Hayoung puts a finger on your mouth and shushes you. She knows why you’re late and it’s for your benefit, not hers. Hayoung also knows all the things you’ve done just to get here and with that effort, she appreciates it wholeheartedly. Hayoung then kisses you on your right cheek as a giggle comes out of her mouth, her cheeks flushed a tint of red and so are yours, but it’s your ears.
“Oh, how rude am I, come on in!”
You stepped up on their doorstep as you took a look around the dorm, looking different on what you saw last time.
“Wow, pretty much a lot has changed, eh?”
“Yeah, we arranged a lot of things here and cleaned too. Also… when was the last time you went here, Oppa?”
“About your ‘DM’ promotions, I guess… So??”
“Oh wow, that was a long time ago… I mean not that much but still, yeah.”
As she’s telling a series of stories to you, from the memories she made today up to the simple things she made, you can’t help but be stunned by her beauty, her side profile, which never fails to make you mesmerize. You’re in awe as time feels slower, her voice echoing as she snapped her fingers, realizing that you’re daydreaming about her.
“Yah! Were you even listening, Oppa??”
“Uh-uhh-UH! I’m sorry Hayoung-ah, continue…”
She sighed as she clicked her tongue, continuing what she’s saying as you looked at her in awe, again, her visuals being the epitome of being impeccable and you’re not surprised. You listened to her stories as a series of laughs and teases reverberated around the area. Hayoung smiles are really contagious as it shows everytime you’re together as dopamine runs down your veins. Between her words, you involuntarily said something that shocked Hayoung.
“You’re so beautiful Hayoung-ah…”
“T-Thank you, Oppa…”
Hayoung was stopped between her sentences as her cheeks flushed red from your compliment and her tone went shy. She gets a lot of compliments regarding her beauty but it just hits different when you say it, especially with the sincerity in your tone.
“Hayoung-ah, you may not know this but, I’m really thankful about everything that we’ve been through. Thank you for coming into my life. Thank you for the things you’ve done for me. The times when you comforted me, I’m so grateful for all of that. I’m glad to meet you Hayoung, so glad to be with you…”
A sudden silence was broken with your hug as you embraced her tightly, showing your affection towards her as those words made her frozen on the spot. The both aren't used to opening up to each other whenever you’re together as it explains how much courage you gathered to say it and how shocked Hayoung is.
You stroked her hair as you wanted to make Hayoung feel comfortable. Her blossom perfume brushes your nostrils as you smile, knowing that she used the perfume you gave her months ago. Not so long after, the two of them enveloped each other in an embrace as you kissed her forehead, making her squeal in delight as the both of you exchanged smiles.
“I love you Hayoung.”
“I love you too, Oppa.”
Tears began flowing her cheeks without you noticing. You then wiped it out as the both of you exchanged smiles again, making you adore her pristine features.
“Gosh, she’s just too adorable…” You muttered under your breath as you’re in awe.
Not so long after, you invited her to watch a movie as she eagerly agreed. She jumped out of the couch as she got you some water because she knows how tiring your schedules were and how tiring it is to get to their dorm.
She then held your hand as she rested her head on your chest, making you smell a familiar scent from the fragrant shampoo that she used—it was also your gift months ago alongside the perfume you gave.
“This will be fun, Oppa!”
“It will be…”
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The breeze outside sets up the mood for everything that can be sentimental, yet it’s the opposite to you as it’s just full of ecstasy. She’s your happiness and you’re treasured to have her and vice versa. You never have such joy being with her even though it’s just for a little amount of time. You never complained but rather cherished this moment, this moment enough to be reminisced about in the future.
The movie started rolling the credits as you’re thrilled and intrigued about the story to the point that you didn’t realize that Hayoung was up to something.
“Hayoung-ah… Hayo-”
Before you could continue your second call, you noticed that Hayoung was sleeping soundly and peacefully, so you turned off the television with the remote. You could just adore her flawless features as you’re in awe again.
“I guess this is where I go… Happy birthday, my sunshine.”
You smiled as you tuck her hair behind her ear and kissed her forehead, gesturing a ‘goodnight’ signal to her. As you’re getting ready and facing the opposite to hers, to your surprise, a hand stops you from going as you can see a drowsy Hayoung pleading with you to not go.
“Please stay, Oppa…” her saccharine tone is soft, so soft that it tempts you to not go and just to be by her side until the morning.
“I may disturb all of you and we can meet tom-”
You were shushed by her sudden kiss on the cheeks as her eyes pleaded you to not go, for the second time.
“Please??”
How can you not resist her? With all of the doubts, you stayed and Hayoung regained some energy, just enough to squeal in delight, again.
“Should we sleep somewhere else?”
“Let’s just sleep here, Oppa. I have a blanket by my side.”
“Okay then. Happy Birthday again, Hayoung-ah…”
“Thank you Oppa. Good night.”
“Good night sunshine…”
As your sunshine closed her eyes, magically your eyes closed too as you felt drowsy on how tired you are. This may not be the best of all bonds you’ve been with Hayoung but it’s always special whenever you’re with her, and that’s what matters.
Twenty-five. A number signifying a quarter of a hundred yet there’s no measurement on how much you love her. Another year was added as there’s more to count, to bond with her and to make limitless memories with her. She’s your everything and you’re happy to be with her, until the end.
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A/N 2: Happy 25th birthday again to the most adorable raccoon, Hayoung! Also, if you're reading this, thank you for the 800-follower milestone! I appreciate everyone of you and love y'all! <3
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College Bar
Baek Jiheon
Tags: Alcohol, Fluff
Words: 0.5k
Yeah some drinking here.
Part 2 of trilogy
You walk into a pub. Tired from a study week. College has been tough and all you want to do is relax. Then you go to relax at your favorite watering hole with an ice-cold beer and just enjoy the ambiance. The bartender comes up to you and hands you your drink.
“Long day?”
“Yup! Long week even. And it ain't even finals week.”
“With your eye bags, you need to relax.”
You chug down half your drink. “That’s for my paper due on Monday.” You swig once more to finish the drink. “That’s for the same prof giving a paper due today. Another please.”
As soon as you request, the bartender fills another glass and passes it to you. Then as you start to drink your beer, a woman appears, her hair all messed up like she was rushing her way here.
She shouts. “Sir, one shot of soju please.” He quickly places a shot glass and fills it with a bottle of soju.
She raises it in the air. “Fuck you sir!” and as she says it, she drinks it all. Her eyes cringe and her mouth puckers from the drink.
“You failed a test?” The bartender asks.
“Yes.” She almost sobs “I hate the teacher. I hate this subject. I wish I didn’t enroll in it.” She grabs the ID on her neck and slams it on the table and repetitively smacks it with her fist.
“Just let it all out. Better if you do so.” You remark.
“Wait first. Mr bartender another shot and YOU! Mister who are you to say what I should do.”
Another shot arrives and she takes it in. She grins at your face and waits for you to respond.
“Hey,…..” You try to peek over her shoulder at the ID and try to see her name. “Hey….Jiheon, Just calm down. I have been in the same situation as you.”
“What do you mean the same situation as me?! You don’t know what it is like from being a high school honor student to now a failure.”
“I was an honor student. A valedictorian even and now I’m just surviving. It’s just part of college.”
Jiheon turns away and goes back to her third shot of soju. “I guess. I need to accept my fate.” She stretches her arms then takes her shot.
You look at her with pity, a freshman first knowing what’s college like. Then you go to the bartender. “One glass for her.”
He drafts another beer and hands it over to Jiheon. “Thanks…” Jiheon then sits up. “Wait…what year are you?”
“Fourth.”
“Ah! Sorry.” She stands up from the bar stool and bows to you. “Sorry, Sunbaenim.”
You wave her off. “Just.. don’t call me sunbaenim. Sounds too awkward.”
“So….what do you want me to call you, Sunbae?”
“How about just Oppa?”
“Oppa? Sure. I don’t really have any friends around here.”
“No problem then.” You extend your hand for a handshake.
She takes it. “I’m Jiheon. But you already know that.”
“Now Jiheon, aside from getting drunk and cursing at your professor. Is there anything else you want to do?”
“Ice cream?”
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ANYTHING WITH SAE PLSSSS
love me back
itoshi sae x reader | fluff | 2.5k | in which you're sure sae, your crush, loves you back but you just can't ask college AU
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“I think we could add this as well,” Sae mentioned, pointing to another part of the outline you two did in your notebook for your incoming presentation in literature class. You nodded and he started typing on his laptop while you prepared your speech. It wasn’t the first work you two did together, but you chose to be partners this time. The first time, the teacher chose the duo or trio and you two happened to work very well together, so as soon as another presentation was mentioned, Sae came to ask you to be his partner. Yes, you were shocked. Did you say yes without thinking twice ? Also yes.
There’s just something about him that captivated you, and you know you’re not the only one to think so. Yet, he was still in your room, sitting in your bed next to you and, yes you may be a little delusional since it was to work together but a part of you was proud of it. It’s in the way his eyes lays patiently on you when he waits for you to answer and there’s something inside you telling you that, maybe, he likes you too.
“But you see,” you muttered, taking your head in your hand and trying to stay focused. “I don’t see how we can connect that with it.” You’re pouting at your paper, tapping repetitively your pen on your notes, not even really talking to him but mostly to yourself. You couldn’t figure out how to connect the two dots and it was getting on your nerves. You sigh and the typing sound stops.
“Look,” Sae took off the pen of your hands and started to explain one by one the points to connect with his. Touching your fingers in the process. You learn quickly that he hates physical contact when a friendly guy tapped his shoulder once and Sae almost started a fight, but he’s okay with touching you ? Your heart started beating a little too fast in your rib-cage, but you had to listen to him. He leans toward you to scribble something and if you didn’t catch his cologne at first, you clearly did now. You felt like caving in, resting your head on his shoulder for a second and letting your body relax. You know there’s something wrong but at the same time it seems so simple to be around him.
“You’re tired aren't you ?” he asked quietly, making you blink a few times. Are you ? You tilt your head to the side, looking at him in the eyes. There’s something sweet in his gaze, longing in a way, he didn’t break eye contact easily and you can feel your cheeks heating up. “Let’s stop there for today. We still have time, take some rest.” he added in a sigh.
He started closing his laptop, gathering all his belongings and putting it back in his bag but you can’t move to help. He didn’t even let you say a thing and a sad wave hit you at the idea of him leaving this early. You liked it more than you should’ve, those few hours. Before he left, he grabbed something from his bag this time.
“There, for inviting me over.” You finally looked up at him to see him handing you some snacks. Your favorite. Your eyes widened, that’s the same you bring around at the library when you work there or in class. Taking it carefully, you’re about to thank him when his hand pat your head.
“Sleep a little, ok ?” With that, he left your place without saying goodbye and leaving you a blushing mess, rolling over in your bed. You replay the scene in your head, hugging your pillow with the faith feeling of his hand longing on your head and you swear it feels like a dream.
“You’re so delusional,” your best friend says, rolling her eyes at you. You just explained to her that you can feel there’s something between you and Sae, you know it, but she surely doesn’t trust you. “I mean, I agree that he surely knows about your crush since you don’t even try to hide it but that doesn’t mean he likes you back.” she added, sipping on her ice cappuccino.
“I’m sure he does ! You don’t get it,” you whined. “He’s not cold with me like you guys see him. He’s caring, really.”
“Yeah and I think you’re imagining it because you’re too down bad.” You scoffed at her, looking away and cooling yourself down before you snapped.
“Say that one who had a crush on an asshole.” you defended. “But at least I stayed on your side !”
“Okay I’m listening ! Tell me how caring he is.” she demanded sarcastically, pretty sure you wouldn’t have any evidence. You gulped hard as she put her face in her hand with a knowing gaze. You know damn well it won’t be enough for her who’s used to explicit gestures, but you still bring up your last study session at your place, how he smiles – and even laughs sometimes – when you take small breaks outside the library. She started to become interested, so you showed her the last text he sent you, asking if you felt better.
In the end she trusted you and got a little too excited about it. She almost stole your phone to read more text messages but you quickly brought it back to your chest. Her eyes sparkled. “Are you hiding something ?!” she screamed, thankfully you were outside the coffee shop, waiting for someone.
“No !” you shouted back, your cheeks hot and flustered. You’re ready to argue with her, defending your privacy with your life when her eyes shift from you to something behind you. Well someone seems more adequate. Two voices could be heard and an arm fell hard over your shoulders. Tabito took the place beside your friend, a warm smile on his lips and you could tell she was in love with it. Well him, in general but she had such a bad experience that she takes it slow now. The arm around your shoulders belonged to Eita, Tabito’s friend, who happened to like you a lot, let’s say.
“Ready for the week-end ?” Eita cheered, confident and with a huge smile. She nodded happily before looking at you.
“Did you find someone in the end?” she urged, blinking rapidly at you. This week-end, Tabito planned a date with your friend, but since she was still a bit shy, she asked you to come with someone too so you could tag along without being the third wheel. Well, Eita was coming as well, but you didn’t want to spend the day with him alone.
“I’m still there if needed.” He winked at you but only answered with an awkward laugh.
“I’m waiting for a call… I’ll tell you later.” Of course you asked Sae last week, but you knew he was quite busy and he seems to avoid your text. It felt like a treason if you were being honest but you couldn’t just show it. Or expect anything for him. Maybe you were in fact delusional, maybe he was just friendly with someone for once and it happened to be you.
11 in the morning, you were walking around in front of the gate of the amusement park. Chewing on your nail, you clench your jaw while checking your phone one more time. No text, no call, nothing.
“You’re sure he’s coming ?” asked your friend. She tried to sound friendly but worries could be heard in her voice.
“Yeah let’s just wait a little more please.” you begged. You were sure he was coming, even if your friend shook her head at your words. You received a message last night, Sae telling you he was coming and you were ready to wait all day for him if you had to ; but not your friends. Taking your phone again, you stepped a little aside while the ringtone resonated in your ear. You were begging in your head for him to answer. Then it stopped.
“Sae ? Where are you ? I’m not sure they’re gonna wait any longer. Tell me –”
“Turn around.” He cut your nervously fast speech without hesitation. When you did as he said, you could see him on his way, phone in one hand, waving to you with the other. Your jaw dropped slightly : he was handsome. Wearing a full black outfit with some shorts, all you could do was stare a little before he hung up and finally met you and stopped in his tracks. “You coming ?” he asked, his head showing you your friends waiting. You hummed, stepping side by side with him.
Your best friend couldn’t believe it at first and she kept on glancing at you not secretly but you couldn’t blame her. You were on a cloud as well. He accepted a date with you, if that wasn’t enough to confirm that he likes you too. Yet in the end, she stayed focused on enjoying her afternoon with Tabito when you mainly stayed in the back of the group with Sae. They weren’t subtle in any kind of way, making you giggle a little every time he touched her because she would wildly smile at you as if she just won the lottery. You were happy it was going well for her, she deserves it.
Walking around the park, sometimes running to another attraction one of them couldn't wait to go, you had a hard time to follow them sometimes. You barely had the time to get out of the ride that you just took that your friend was already rushing Tabito to another one with Eita. You couldn’t even catch your breath.
Letting a noisy whine escape your mouth to seek their attention, Sae took your wrist gently, pulling you ahead with him to catch them. Suddenly, nothing was bothering you anymore, not your hot cheeks or even running around the park in this heat for something you didn’t really like. The only thing on your mind was Sae’s hand almost touching yours and a laughter left your lips.
Sae looked back, surprised to hear you laugh when you were complaining a second earlier but didn’t say anything, only the shadow of a smile on his lips. When you stopped in front of the new ride and he let go of your wrist, you heard him sigh. You tilted your head at him, brushing your fingers against his.
“You okay ?”
“I’m not really in the mood for one like this.” he shrugs, looking down at you. “Wanna eat something instead ?”
“Yes !” you didn’t hesitate, not in the mood either and you answering that quickly made him scoff – not in a mean way, he clearly seemed amused and your heart raced up, a silly grin on your lips. Without thinking, you grab his hand.
“Say, we’re gonna grab something to eat !” you screamed to let them know. “We’ll catch up later !” You waved at them before turning around, following Sae who took the lead. You looked around at anything that looked like a food truck in silence. He didn’t look at you, you didn’t look at him, yet he didn’t try to pull his hand off for the moment. Honestly you weren’t able to put a word on what was going on inside you, but if you could, you’ll squeak like a little mouse happy to exist.
After a few more minutes, you spotted where the food was and before you could think about it, you had a wonderful waffle in your hands. Sitting somewhere, hiding away from the sun burning your skin, you enjoying your waffle and Sae his crepe. He took a picture before taking his first bite.
“Is it for Rin ?” you exclaimed, before taking a pose. “Take a picture of me too ! You can send him too.” He grinned softly before the click sound was heard, and there it goes.
“Yes it’s for Rin, and my mom. She kept asking where I was going.” he confessed, sending it to you as well you guessed because your phone rang. You nodded, deeply appreciating the fact that he mentioned his family a little. You didn’t know until now if you could ask about them or not.
Before you could ask a bit more about her, three shadows appeared in front of you and you burst into laughter at your friend’s face. She looked like she just cried or saw a ghost, but it was unforgettable. No need to ask if the ride was fun, it clearly wasn’t. After they took a small snack as well, everyone was ready to keep on.
At the end of the day, your friend was exhausted, just as everyone, but she got even more clingy to her soon-to-be-boyfriend, if they haven’t already secretly kissed throughout the day. On the other hand you were stuck with the fact you two only held hands, even if it was enough for you, for how long would it be ? It was impossible to let him go without asking him, your feelings for him getting hard to keep to yourself and you already showed it enough, didn’t you ?
You slowed down your pace a little, expecting from Sae to follow you, which he does. You remained silent for a while, until the exit to be honest, not really sure about how you’ll put that sentence together.
“What’s on your mind ?” Sae ruined any, even slight, confidence building inside you and an awkward laughter escaped your mouth.
“Nothing.” you lied, smiling at him before trying to pull him to start walking again. He didn’t move an inch, staring into your eyes, waiting for an answer. You couldn't give him one, not anymore, so you pulled his sleeve a little more with an encouraging smile ; like asking a child to follow you and not make a scene. He was a complicated child, so he pulled on his side and you almost fell on him, surprised by the strength he put into this. “You’re rarely so mindful and down, what’s up?”
You know what ? He’s right. That’s not really the best timing for hesitation. Not after taking his hand out of nowhere for half a day.
“Do you love me back ?” you confessed, not daring to look at him. His shirt never seemed so attractive and the rough fabric of his jacket rested comfortably between your fingers. You’re not sure if you wanna hear the answer in the end, but it’s too late for that now. So you wait, patiently, a ball of stress forming in your stomach and you’re ready to head home in tears. You were so confident a few days ago, even a few seconds ago – you wonder where it went. It all ended in a whisper.
“I do.” his breath tickles your ear and soon a peck was left on your cheek. “Let’s go, they’re waiting for us.”
He took your hand again and it never felt so good before. You couldn’t talk, didn’t add anything but your smile says it all.
I hope you liked it ! ♡
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My Sweet Zone
Lee Saerom x reader
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Exhausting.
That one word where everyone can be relayed too.
Exhausting.
Being an adult was far more worse than being a kid.
But you gotta continue this for the next few years of your life.
Every morning as the sunlight shines in your eyes, you were reminded by your daily routine and endless cycle of the day.
Eat, shower, work, lunch, work, overtime, eat, and sleep.
But sometimes that sleep changes to work. It was basically the same process everyday with no changes happening except if the weather started to act up.
Other than that, it will still be your old boring day.
Adults carry heavy burden on them as each day passes by.
The constant society stress add in the daily life struggles make it hard for every adults.
Sometimes they just wish that they never turned adults and remained as kids with much freedom and happiness.
But they didn't have the power to go back as they are just regular human beings.
You drove home as the city lights and rain was the only thing that comforted you at the moment.
With such atmosphere comes a relaxing vibe and you yearn nothing more right now than sleep.
Sometimes sleeping is the gateway to leaving reality and going to dreamland where we can all be happy.
The sight of your house couldn't have made you more happier as you immediately parked your car in the garage.
This was one of the few rare moments where you really yearned nothing more than sleep.
The familiar door you always see never looked so pleasant to you as you unlocked it with your key and with the clicking sound, you opened the door.
Your eyes immediately saw a standing angel smiling sweetly at you.
"Welcome home Honey~"
That smile you always wanted to see was finally infront of you.
You were shocked and couldn't react properly as you didn't expect your wife to stand infront of you.
Lee Saerom, The leader of the famous group Fromis_9.
They had always was been busy considering their popularity and you hardly had time to see each other but both of you were able to sneak late night video calls which ends in about 2 hours or even 4 hours.
It was quite a story how you 2 meet in the first place.
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You were just an intern when it comes to editing photos during that time and your agency was called out to work with the group.
During that time, Fromis_9 wasn't that known as they are now but a few of their songs was getting recognized.
When you first worked with them, everyone was suprised and shocked how they all look so preety and beautiful.
But you were mesmerized by one girl. Lee Saerom.
Her smile was something you have never seen before and it just captivates you.
And working with them was an enjoyable time as everyone in the group were nice and friendly and really cheerful.
After their photoshoots were done, they were suppose to leave the area but you and Saerom accidentally met on a vending machine.
"Oh, do you like that drink too?"
She asked you as you nodded your head.
"Yeah, it's a good drink. It wakes me up since I edit a lot at night."
She chuckled which brought tingles down your spine. You wished to hear her laugh everyday.
"Oh that's nice. I also edit for a bit but I'm not good."
"I'm really not good either. I just try to make the photo clean to be honest."
"Well here are some of my simple edits."
She grabbed her phone and showed you the pictures she edit.
You weren't gonna lie, some of them were amazing and appropriate for the scenery but most of them were out place and needed a lot of work.
But since she's not a professional like you, you could say she did a good job.
"That's actually good. You might have a knack for this."
That compliment made her blush in embarrassment but she liked hearing your comment.
You didn't know but Saerom had always been secretly glancing at you not knowing. Ever since her eyes landed on you, she was captivated by you.
Your professional attitude was something she liked and your small smile was making her smile as well.
But she wanted to know you more. A simple glance wasn't enough so she decided to ask you after the photoshoot. But unfortunately they had to leave early.
She though it would be over but it wasn't.
It's as if the universe wanted you 2 together so destiny made its move.
Nagyung wanted an iced coffee but it was only available in the vending machine so she went one and she didn't expect to see you there as well.
"Well, I'm still trying to learn on how to edit well but thank you."
She smiled at you and you could hear your cheeks turning bright red. You wanted to talk to her more but she was running on a schedule.
"Well I gotta go. But before that, can I borrow your hand?"
"Oh umm... Sure?"
You were confused on why she would ask for your hand but as soon as she pulled out her market from her pocket, you already knew what it was.
"Call me when you're free... Uhh.."
"Y/n. Y/n L/n."
"Call me when you're free Y/n. See you around~"
And with that she smiled and walked away leaving you speechless as you couldn't help but smile seeing what was on your hand.
"Here's my number, Call me when you're free"
And from there on you two started seeing each other.
Everytime you two meet, sparkles was just everywhere and soon feelings was out and both of you started dating after 3 months of meeting up.
When Searom introduced you to her members you were embarrassed as hell but soon the members welcomed you in open arms.
But und for Saerom, she would get the end of the sticks as all her embarrassing moments was shared to you by them.
She would immediately whine and pout which you find adorable as you hug her to comfort her.
Jiwon would immediately ask for a hug from chaeyoung as Chaeyoung would look at her with disgust.
As time goes by, you would eventually move to a bigger agency which is where you work at and you were tasked on their MV editing.
Of course you didn't tell Saerom or any of the girls as you wanted to suprise them and that suprise was worth the wait.
Their song eventually got their fame to start rising and from their on, it was just straight up for them.
You didn't told her that the editing that was the main praise of the MV was made by you. They only knew about after their manager told them about it.
Saerom immediately invited you to their get together to celebrate for the success but you decline.
Wrong decision.
Her members barged into your apartment room at that time and kinda kidnapped you in some way as they insisted on asking to come.
In the end you had to agree because they weren't gonna leave making Saerom alone if that happened.
That night was special as Saerom made sure the credit was due to you as everyone gave you an applause.
That night was also the night Saerom showed her mother side as she took care of you, fed you, sang to you, and even drank with you.
It was then and there you know Saerom was the one for you.
Even though there was hardship along the way, your love prevailed and with 6 years of dating, you finally proposed to her on a beautiful night scenery at the beach.
She didn't expect that the trip you planned was a proposal as everyone even her members were on board of you proposing to her.
Everyone in the company of hers know about your relationship with her and was supportive of you two.
When you showed that beautiful silver ring, she was moved to tears and immediately said yes.
She wanted to be with you as you wanted to be with her.
Both of you promised to pass through the hardship and smile through the happiest days of not of your life.
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Now that both of you were married to each other for the past 2 years, everything was the same except both of you loved each other.
Her members kept bugging her about having a baby as Saerom would mime blush about it and tried to avoid the topic.
She wasn't ready to be a mother yet considering their fame was still rising and she didn't want to get pregnant under stress which could cause problems for the baby.
You didn't mind her decision as you were okay with it and understood her situation. There was no reason for both of you rush to parent hood when both of you were not ready.
But from time to time both of you would have some *Privacy* as both of you enjoys each other's touch.
"Hey you okay Honey?"
Saerom hugged you as this snapped you out of your trance.
Your wife was back and it took a whole before you processed it as you hugged her tight.
You have missed her presence and everything about her.
Saerom chuckled as she snuggled in your chest.
"Did I suprise you too much Honey?"
"Absolutely Love. This was the best suprise for me"
Those words immediately made Saerom blush as she looked up to your eyes as she leaned in closer and gave you a loving kiss.
That kiss was what you yearned for as her plump cherry flavored lips intoxinate you.
You pulled away from her as she giggled at you.
"Looks like my Honey is tired. Wanna cuddle in bed?"
You immediately nod your head as she lead the way to your room as she hold your hand tightly.
She missed everything about you and right now, all that mattered to her was you and you alone.
Once arriving at your room, she removed your bussines coat and shoes as you lazily landed on your bed.
"Ah, that's not your pillow."
"Wha-"
Saerom easily slid on the bed as she gently placed your head on her lap as she stroked your hair playfully.
A sense of euphoria and calmness washed over your body as every touch she would do to your hair triggered a sense of relief in you.
"Did my Honey overworked himself again?"
Her calm voice made you so relaxed and sleepy as you couldn't speak as you only nod your head.
"Omo, my Honey baby shouldn't be this tired. Tsk, I shall complain to the company."
That sentence made you chuckle as Saerom smiled.
"Tell me, what did you do today?"
"Just the regular. It's just that we had to work overtime and I'm exhausted because of it."
"Omo, do you want me to sing you a lullaby?"
"Yes please."
She coughed first before showing you her amazing vocals.
You were experiencing cloud 9 right now as everything around you sounded and feel so relaxing.
Saerom knew exactly what she was doing as she giggled and played with your ear.
"I didn't realize how small your ear is."
"Stop, I'm getting embarrassed."
She chuckled cheerfully before returning to stroking your hair.
"Love, I feel tired these past few days."
This made Saerom frown a little.
"Each day feel the same repetitive process and it bores me and it also exhaust me. At most I sometimes think there wasn't worth seeing."
This made Saerom sad as she felt bad for leaving you as she was busy working as an Idol.
"I keep asking myself, was this really what I wanted? Am I even happy right now? I feel like my efforts are just going to waste"
Saerom really felt the sadness and dissapointment in your voice as she had enough.
"Y/n."
"Yes?"
"You don't have to worry about it."
"What?"
She stopped playing with your hair as you sat up seeing each other eye to eye.
Her small smile made you feel curious as she said
"From here on out, I'll be on your side."
"You mean..."
"I mean I won't leave you. It seems like you needed some cheering up so I think I should stay here with you more."
"But what about your work? Your fans would look for you."
She chuckled and shook her head.
"Flovers will understand amd besides, PD-nim said that we deserve a break for a while so why not spend time here with my beloved."
Her hands caressed your cheeks as she held it and squished it.
"I don't want to see you tired ever again okay? I'm your wife Saerom. I'll do everything to cheer you up because I love you so much okay?"
You could only nod your head.
"Don't ever think that nothing will come out from your hardwork. Have you seen the postive comments of your edits with the pictures of the idols who did photoshoot with your agency? They were all praise and worship on you. They admire your work because you're that good. "
You didn't want to look at comments because it could be an edge sword sometimes.
Some may make you smile while others just annoy you and ruins your day.
"But I'm just an average-"
"Absolutely not!"
You were suprised by how Saerom glared at you. Saerom was rarely angry at you and seeing her glare at you was a rare occasion.
"Your an amazing editor. Heck, our group wouldn't probably been famous if it weren't for your amazing Video editing. Also haven't you heard or seen in the news how IU thanked you in TV. She thanked you because the photos came out amazing and she was even nominated in some award show because of it."
"Honey, don't ever think you're worse when you're the best. I know that telling you that you're doing your best wouldn't help so instead I say, surpass your best and be the best of the best that no one can achieve cause you're a unique star."
"Think of it like this. I said that not as an encouragement but as a challenge on to yourself. Will you stop at your best or will you surpass your best and be a different beast than the rest?"
You already know why Saerom was given the leader position because of things like this.
She wanted the best out of you and she wants you to be motived as well because of the many praise you get.
She made you feel a fire ignited within you.
A challenge you want to surpass.
"To be the best than the rest. I like it"
Saerom released her hands on your cheeks as she hugs you warmly.
"No ma what happens I'll always be here for you Y/n. I love you and will forever love you till time stops."
You hugged her back.
This was what you needed, she was what you needed.
Saerom always brings the best out of you amd right now it worked. You finally saw a goal to reach at the end of the dull dark tunnel.
Everyday was gonna be a challenge for you and you were up for it.
"Saerom."
"Yes?"
"I love you so much."
"I love you even more."
Both of you chuckled as both of you laid on your bed cuddled in each other's embrace.
The atmosphere maybe cold but the warmth and love between you two overtook it and slept comfortably in each other's presence.
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❈° ≫ 11:59 p.m. | lee nagyung
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pairing ⇢ lee nagyung x gn!reader
genre ⇢ fluff, idol!au
warnings ⇢ none
word count ⇢ 731
synopsis ⇢ (request) late at night, the only thing nagyung wants is her two babies.
the only cure for a long restless day was time spent in bed. bonus points if the bed was not yours, and instead, belonged to someone dear to you.
nights with nagyung always felt like a distant dream, one you would have daily until it came true.
nights with nagyung always seemed impossible. your schedules weren’t the only thing incompatible. your lives were incompatible. she was an idol, praised on the big stage by thousands while you were only an ordinary person getting through your average life. you two were never meant to cross paths like this.
but you did.
and because you did, you could find yourself in her bed when her schedule finally died down, when her group finally received a break and were given the luxury of doing absolutely nothing in their dorm. you could find yourself greeting her members, who were always delighted to see you.
even with all the obstacles you overcame in your relationship with nagyung, you still found yourself upset as you laid on your side to face her.
a pout grew on your lips as you watched your lover pay more attention to your furbaby than you. you watched as nagyung cooed at her nestled in between your bodies as her fingers massaged the back of your cat’s head. if you had known your child would be your greatest competition, you would have considered leaving her at home.
you knew you could never do that though. nagyung adored your cat, all of the members did. the moment she stepped into the dorm, she was treated like royalty, even if she was already pampered so much at home with you. after a long day, your girlfriend deserved anything that made her happy, even if it meant that you would be deprived of affection.
you finally made eye contact with her as she averted her attention from your cat, realizing the expression your lips were making. in the darkness, you could see how her eye grew wide, filled with worry about what caused you to feel this way.
“are you okay?” she whispered, trying to not cause a disturbance as she knew some of the members might have been trying to sleep.
too embarrassed to admit you were jealous of your cat, you only shook your head with no further explanation. “what’s wrong?”
you didn’t know how to explain yourself. it felt ridiculous being upset over such a small matter. there was really nothing to be upset about. you should have been happy that nagyung was finally able to meet with your cat again, but deep down, you wanted to be happy that nagyung was finally able to meet you.
“it’s silly,” you finally admitted, not being able to meet her in the eyes.
“nothing’s silly if it’s bothering you, love,” she reassured, reaching over for your shoulder when you tried to lay on your back to avoid her.
when she did those things, how could you not spill every emotion? “it’s just,” you began.
before you knew it, you began whining about the situation, all of your upset feelings overflowing. “nakko!! i’ve been waiting to meet with you for so long, but now my cat gets more affection than me!”
your ears grew red when nagyung began laughing at your outburst, but they soon cooled when your girlfriend gave her answer. “you should have just said that! i can give you all the love you want!”
she pulled you in closer, further trapping your cat in between your bodies. she meowed as a response, surprised by the sudden physical affection. in the close proximity, both you and your cat were trapped by nagyung’s hold, her arms pressed firmly against your back and her legs becoming tangled in yours. the warmth spread through your body, both from her close hold and the tender love being given to you. it only became warmer when your cat began to rub herself under your chin, making you laugh at the ticklish feeling.
her lips planted a kiss on your forehead, sealing her love for you once again. even without any more words, you were able to enjoy the night in her arms. whenever you were in them, you felt protected, knowing she would always be there for you.
you only wish that the best medicine in the world could one day compare to a night with lee nagyung.
#kkulgings#fromis_9#fromis 9#fromis#lee nagyung#nagyung#lee nagyung x reader#nagyung x reader#fromis nagyung#fromis x reader#fromis fluff#nagyung imagines#nagyung timestamp#request
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FIREWORK - P. SUNGHOON
park sunghoon x idol!reader
★ synopsis newly debuted 5th gen girl group CUP!D from starship entertainment is under everyone's eyes as their debut song 'love dive' goes viral both domestically and internationally ; all is going well until the group's main vocalist, y/n, gets exposed for her old stan… hate account?
☆ featuring enhypen , ive , cravity's seongmin hyeongjun and taeyoung
★ genre smau , idol au , fluff , crack , angst , enemies (?) to lovers
☆ warnings kys/kms jokes , death threats (joking)(most of the times) , my shitty humor , cyberbullying (nothing too heavy) , more specific warnings will be added to each chapter , fromis_9's hayoung as a placeholder for yn's pics
★ status semi-hiatus ? irregular updates
☆ taglist open , send an ask/comment to be added !
★ note firework like the &team song not the katy perry song (ray told me to say this) ,, working on an smau makes u anxious ? why not start writing another one !! im taking care of myself i swear 🫶🏻 the group name i came up with might be ass but theres a specific joke i can make with it
MASTERLIST
(chapter titles might be subject to change as the fic goes on)
★ profiles [CUP!SS] / [cool men (real)] / [pick me girls]
01 ♡ wonception
02 ♡ gay son
03 ♡ apology letter with tears
04 ♡ #ynOUT
05 ♡ what are we
06 ♡ leash kid
07 ♡ like the stayc song
08 ♡ menstrual cup brand
09 ♡ quadratic equations
10 ♡ illiteracy
11 ♡ homie hopper allegations
12 ♡ first day at gay high school
13 ♡ reddit aita
[more to be added]
#☆ li writes#☆firework☆#enhypen x reader#enhypen scenarios#enhypen smau#enhypen fic#enhypen social media au#enhypen fluff#sunghoon smau#sunghoon fluff#sunghoon scenarios#enhypen#park sunghoon#sunghoon x reader
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falling from grace - j.sc
Pairing ⇾ angel!sungchan x devil!reader
Genre ⇾ smut, a little bit of fluff & fantasy, slight crack
Warnings ⇾ slight dubcon, cheating, religious themes, unprotected sex (children are expensive!), manipulation, corruption kink, making out, marking, finger sucking, fingering, cum eating, oral (both giving & receiving), overstimulation, jerking off, hair pulling, size kink, strength kink, exhibitionism. mentions of natty (kiss of life), seoyeon (fromis_9), ningning (aespa), intak (p1harmony). I might’ve missed something but that’s the gist of it, enjoy!
Summary ⇾ you’ve been eyeing jung sungchan for a while, wondering if he’s as innocent as he presents himself to be.
Word count ⇾ 9.3k words
Playlist ⇾ Zayn (feat. Kehlani) - wRoNg.
Fire and water do not mix. Love and hatred do not go well together. Angels and demons do not get along. And most certainly, You and Jung Sungchan are not meant to be together.
Though something about him fascinates you. How good, nice, pure, and innocent he presents himself to be. He was intoxicating. Addictive than most drugs or alcohol could be. It was alarming how much you desire to find out if that innocent facade he carries is the true him. You knew beforehand that he was someone you can’t have. He was different from your usual entertainment. So untainted, uncorrupted, undefiled. Someone who you can call yours. He was your forbidden fruit. So sweet and charming your heart aches.
Would he be still so kind if you took everything away from him? Would he still look at you with bright eyes after defiling him? Would his wings be still white as snow or would it disappear into ashes once you touch it?
There’s only one way to find out and you make it your mission to unravel the truth. One thing’s for sure it’s not what he calls his God he’ll be worshiping tonight.
“Any chance, one of you is willing to accompany me?” You stopped your train of thoughts to ask one of your dearest friends, Natty and Seoyeon.
“Accompany you where?” Seoyeon asked, twirling a strand of her hair between her middle and index fingers. Natty chuckled, you and Seoyeon both looking at her.
“Girl, don’t think I didn’t notice the way you’ve been looking at Jung Sungchan,” Natty smiled mischievously.
“No way,” Seoyeon smirked. “Don’t tell me you’re interested?”
“Come on. Don’t you two ever think about what lies beneath that pretty face?” You stare at the oblivious boy meters away from you. “He seems so… fun,” you finished lamely. When you turn to look at your friends, they bursted out laughing.
“You could find out if he’s sweet as he looks, if you could get past that,” Natty nods towards a girl, an angel, walking. You recognize the girl, Ningning, well-known for her beauty as well as personality. Her hair sways around, her wings flapping graciously as she navigates her way through the crowd, a smile never leaving her face. She was so prim and proper, just as an angel should.
Unlike you, thanks to your horns, fiery red eyes, fangs, and pointed tail.
“What’s her deal?” You asked, curiosity reigning your emotions.
“She’s to be Jung Sungchan’s partner,” Seoyeon explained. “They’re not marrying each other though, more of like their God blessing their relationship before taking things seriously, if you know what I mean,” Seoyeon added with a hint of uncertainty. “I don’t know what shit goes on in their realm, but that’s what I heard.”
Your mouth stretched into a smile. Perfect.
Sungchan exhaled once he finished the pile he was working on. He had been working since the morning and he badly needed a breather before working on the next stack of files.
“How’s my favorite angel doing?” His head snapped to the familiar voice.
“Well, your favorite angel is exhausted from working. But it’s nothing he had done before,” Sungchan answered with a sweet smile. “How about you, my love?” Ningning blushed at Sungchan’s words.
“I’m doing fine, myself, thank you for asking.” Ningning reached out to hold Sungchan’s hand, sighing at his touch. “I can’t wait to be yours.”
“I can’t wait to be yours, either,” Sungchan blushed.
It was unfair truly, how angels are supposed to wait for the blessing of their God before doing something deemed as sinful. It wasn’t a problem for Sungchan though, he followed the laws like how an angel should.
“I hate to tell you this, but my superior told me that I have to go on a retreat before the big day,” Ningning pouted. It was a required process before the blessing and Sungchan understood, of course he did.
“No worries,” Sungchan assured Ningning, “I understand. For what it’s worth, I heard that retreats are really fun. You get peace and all the good stuff that comes with it, I’m sure you’re gonna have a blast.”
“Well, what about you?” Ningning asked worriedly.
“Don’t worry about me. I have enough work to keep me busy.”
Pretending to be an angel is truly easy.
It wasn’t your idea, but your friend’s. Natty always brought up good ideas. An example would be your meeting with Sungchan’s dad. It was fun, really, having everybody wrapped around your fingers. All it took was disguise and your sickening smile and voilà, a meeting with Jung Sungchan.
Of course you had to bullshit your way through everything, you’re a demon for a reason.
Sungchan was running 10 minutes late for your meeting, you had insisted on meeting at your apartment, for privacy reasons.
After 30 minutes of waiting, you finally heard a knock on your door. You opened it with the same sickening smile.
“Apologies, I was caught up with work and I didn’t notice the time. That is no excuse of course, but I thought I should let you know.” Sungchan said out of breath. He sounded majestic, you wondered if that’s what he’ll sound like when you have him in your mou– of course that had to wait.
“No worries! I understand,” you said with a smile. “I appreciate you taking time out of your busy schedule. I know it’s way too sudden, I just really don’t know anyone around here, seeing that I’m from someplace else,” You explained while leading him into your apartment. It wasn’t totally a lie, you were in fact from someplace else, hell to be specific, but Sungchan didn’t need to know that.
“Ah, that’s alright. It’s my pleasure to help you. My dad said you needed someone to help you and I gladly volunteered, it was my choice so don’t worry about it.” Sungchan sat on your couch, his wings majestic and shiny. Your patience was wavering, you wanted to take him then and there. Sungchan cleared his throat.
“I’m sorry, did you say something?” You politely asked, it was so out of character, you didn’t recognize your own voice.
“Well, I was just asking what you needed help with?” Fuck. What did you need help with? What do angels do?
“Uhm… Bible verses?” You answered, Sungchan blankly stared at you.
“That’s… What about it?” Sungchan asked, confusion plastered on his face. Angels don’t usually recite Bible verses, nor do anything involving it. It was peculiar that you needed help with it. That invoked something in Sungchan. Curiosity. He could deny all he wants but that doesn’t change the fact that you’re enticing.
Sungchan froze, lost in his thoughts to notice you moving closer to him, the distance too close to be friendly. Sungchan moved back a little, startled by the action. He cleared his throat once again, his breath heaving. You smirked.
“Are you always this good?”
“You’re too far away. Come closer, so we could talk properly,” you placed your hand on his thigh. Sungchan gulped. He has never been touched there.
“I don’t think we’re supposed to be this close,” Sungchan tried moving away again, but he was stopped by the arm rest of your couch. When did he get so close to the end of the couch?
“It’s ok, you’re not making me uncomfortable. Plus it’s only the two of us. No one will know.” You moved your hand upwards, lightly gracing his abdomen before placing it on his chest, leaning in to whisper, “Imagine how much fun we’ll have, pretty boy.” Your gaze trailed to his lips, biting yours as you do so.
Sungchan places his hand on top of yours, “I can’t be this close to you. I can’t.”
You chuckled, shrugging off his protests, crawling into his lap. You wrapped your arms around his neck, while his hands awkwardly stayed on his sides. Kissing along his jaw you spoke, “If you’re worried about Ningning finding out,” You stopped, lips near his ear, “Don’t be. This is our own little secret.”
You pulled away just in time to see a very beautiful Sungchan. Rosey cheeks, eyes twinkling, breath heaving. Fuck. He looked so pure.
You take his chin into your hand, touching his lips with yours, kissing him slowly. He tasted like what you had in mind, even better than what you’ve had in mind. He tasted sweet. As you explored his mouth, his hands finally moved to grip your sides. You had to stop a moan from leaving you as you felt how big his hands were. You can't wait to feel it all over you, but of course that could wait.
When you pulled away from the kiss, Sungchan chased your lips.
“Please…” He said breathlessly.
“You’re so pretty, my angel.” You cupped his face with your hands, and Sungchan’s stomach twisted in guilt as he remembered Ningning. It was so wrong, but it felt good.
“Listen here, pretty boy.” You cupped Sungchan’s jaw whilst he struggled to listen to you, a cloud of need engulfing his senses. “The thing that you will help me with is this,” you took his hand, leading it down in between your legs. Sungchan gasped when he felt the warmth of your wet throbbing core. You had to fight the urge of moaning out loud when you felt his hand against you. “Now, you might not know what to do but I’ll be willing to teach you.” Sungchan nodded at your words not fully comprehending anything. “But this has to be our own little secret, understood?”
“Yes..” you smiled at his breathless answer.
You stood up abruptly, leaving Sungchan confused. You saw the tent in his pants and smiled to yourself, almost feeling bad… until you didn’t. He looked so breathless and lost which didn’t help the ache between your legs.
“Don’t you think it’s getting late?”
Sungchan looked at the clock hanging on the wall, 9:00 pm. Shit. He forgot that he had to be home within 10 minutes if he wanted to talk to Ningning.
Your smile widened at his expression.
“Right…” Sungchan trailed off, standing up to leave.
“I’ll see you again, angel.”
It had been exactly 5 days since Sungchan came over to your place. 5 days where he had endured the endless amount of his torturing thoughts of your lips on his. He swore he could still taste you in his tongue.
“Sungchan?” Ningning’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts, “Are you feeling alright?” Ningning’s voice was etched with concern.
“Yeah, just tired.” Sungchan coughed to mask the feeling of his guilt churning in his stomach.
“I told you to not overdo it,” Ningning sighed.
“I’m sorry. It’s hard being the son of a superior, there's too much to do in a day,” Sungchan hid his head behind his hands, rubbing his face harshly, doing anything to get you off his mind. He was talking to Ningning, his soon to be girlfriend, he should be only thinking about her. But he couldn’t help it. What were you up to? Why haven’t you called him back after 5 whole days? Did something happen? Should he check up on you? Should he go to– Oh, for fuck’s sake.
Sungchan cleared his throat, “When are you coming back? I miss you.”
“I miss you too, my love,” Ningning pouted. “I don’t know the answer to your question, apparently this whole retreat thing is long. Who would've thought that angels should undergo rituals to have a boyfriend?”
“Trust me, what angels undergo for marriage is harsher than this. I heard that you won't be able to see each other for months to build trust and commitment,” At the reminder of his own words Sungchan paled. He was not supposed to be close to other angels, especially when he already has Ningning. Maybe, her calling me back isn’t a bad thing. This is for the better.
“Well, maybe having a superior as a father isn’t so bad. Look at you, you’re already done the basic necessities for the blessing.”
“I should thank my dad, I guess,” Sungchan smiled when he saw Ningning yawn. She was always cute no matter what she did. “You should probably go to sleep.”
“Yeah, I’ll call you again later. Bye, my love.”
“Bye, my love.”
Sungchan ended the call, realizing how fucked he was.
“You haven’t called him since?” Natty turned to you as she held up a sparkly dress against her body.
“Yes. I like that one with the heels,” You hand her a silver necklace that matches the dress she was holding up.
“Why not? I was wondering what angel dick tasted like,” you snorted at her words.
“I don’t know, heaven?” you fixed your hair, showcasing your sultry horns. “Enough about him, I’ll fuck him when I want to, and yes, I promise to tell you and Seoyeon about it.” You sighed, already bored talking about Sungchan.
“I’m surprised you held out this long. You’re the most impatient bitch I’ve ever known. I thought you would’ve fucked him the moment he went inside your place.”
“I have enough boytoys to keep me company,” you shrugged. “Speaking of boytoys, would you hurry up and change? I wanna go to the party now.”
“Alright!” Natty rolled her eyes, disappearing behind the bathroom door to change.
Your phone chimed, stealing your attention away from admiring yourself.
Angel
Hey.
What have you been up to?
Is everything alright? I haven’t seen you since…
Angels are so easy to manipulate. You scoffed. Sungchan is making everything easy for you, you both like and hate the fact. You ignored the text and finished getting ready.
Not long after you and Natty were on your way to meet Seoyeon at some party.
When you arrived at the place, you were amazed by the crowd. You were expecting some trashy party, like the last, but surprisingly today’s crowd is more tamed and hot. Just what you needed, after a shitty week.
“I’m gonna go find my boytoy, I’ll leave you to it,” Natty made a kissy face before gesturing at the party. Both of you had no clue where Seoyeon went, but if you were to guess you’d probably find her under a man too. After all, that’s what you three had planned to do at today’s party. Usually, you were always at parties for drinks and gossip. But something about this week, spelt loosen up for all three of you.
Navigating your way to the kitchen wasn’t too hard, nor was getting yourself a drink.
“Hey,” you felt a pair of hands on your hips, followed by a familiar waft of perfume.
“Hey, baby,” you turn your head just a bit to greet the boy behind you with a smile.
“Isn’t it too early for you to drink that?” Seunghan made a face.
“Tough week, mind letting me have my fun?” You drank from your cup, waiting for Seunghan to take the hint. He does, as always.
“We can go back to my place? This place is packed.”
“Great. Well, I guess it’s nice to know that I’m not the only one having a shitty week,” Seunghan chortled at your words. “Are you ok to drive though?” you placed the now empty cup on the counter top, fully turning to now face Seunghan. He kept his hand on your hips the whole time, never moving even after you wrapped your arms around his neck.
“Yeah, I wasn’t really up to drinking today. That’s why I’m Intak’s DD. He’ll be fine if I leave, though. He’s probably getting his dick wet as we speak.”
“Well, what are you waiting for?”
“Jeez, so impatient to have me?”
“You wish,” you rolled your eyes while Seunghan chuckled, intertwining your hands together to lead the way to his car.
Fortunately, Seunghan parked not too far from the house the party was hosted in. The warmth of his car felt nice against your chilled skin as you took a seat on the front seat of his car, waiting for him to get in. Seunghan stood in front of his car talking to someone. To keep you entertained, you pulled out your phone to scroll through your notifications.
Angel
My dad is making me run around town for errands, would you like to come?
I think it’s a good idea to… so that you get used to the place and all.
You don’t have to come of course, I understand if you’re busy.
You chuckled. He is so pathetic. You loved it. How Sungchan desperately tried to meet up with you after what happened in your apartment. Just a little bit more, then you can finally take him. This is one of your favorite games to play when messing with someone. You always loved it when they got so impatient, taking matters into their own hands to get you to look at them in any way.
When Seunghan finished talking to one of his friends, he finally got into the car. Before he could drive, you stopped him with a kiss on his lips. Seunghan masked his shock by kissing back.
“I didn’t know you were this impatient,” Seunghan breathlessly said, after pulling away to inhale air. “Get on the backseat.”
He didn’t have to tell you twice.
Seunghan climbed back after you, cupping your jaw to deepen the kiss while pushing you back to the seat. Seunghan groans when you buck your hips up against his.
A knock on the window startles the both of you.
Sungchan.
Fuck. How the hell did he find you?
You pull away from Seunghan, confusing him.
“Since when did you care if some other dude is watching you make out with me?” Seunghan runs his fingers through his hair, staring at Sungchan. It’s not like Sungchan is gonna see him, the back windows are tinted. Not the front, though. He should probably get that fix.
“Since the lab experiment is outside your car, waiting for me.” you push Seunghan off you as he laughs.
“Damn. Well, you should probably talk to him. It’s such a shame if you make him cry this early in the experiment.” You snorted, jokingly slapping Seunghan’s cheek. The both of you laughed.
Before getting out of the car, you fix your clothes to hide any indication of your make out with Seunghan. Being extra cautious as you hid your tail, horns, and fangs.
As you got out of the car, Sungchan watched your every move. You held his gaze, looking up as he towered over you.
“What are you doing here?” You were the first to break the silence.
“My dad made me run errands,” Sungchan doesn’t hide the way he glares behind you. You were guessing he saw Seunghan, the way his frown deepened. You heard the car door open and close. Seunghan, you little bitch. You had to hide your smile.
“You would know if you weren’t so busy with him. And if you even cared to look at my texts,” Sungchan brings his gaze back on you.
You chuckled as Sungchan’s brows furrowed.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Are you jealous right now, angel?”
Sungchan froze.
“I’m not! Look, I’m just worried, we haven’t seen each other for days. And when I finally do see you, you’re at some devil’s backseat. I promised my dad that I will look after you. This is me looking after you. Let’s go home now.”
You let out a startled shriek when Sungchan lifted you with one of his arms.
“Put me down, Sungchan!” You grumbled.
Your protest was ignored as Sungchan places you inside of his car, buckling the seat belt for you before shutting the door closed. You ignored Sungchan as he started the car and drove. You pulled out your phone.
You
something came up.
Seunghan
ur blue balling me now? damn u’ve changed baby :(
You
i’ll make it up to you soon :p
Seunghan
u better
at least send me nudes i miss ur body
You
you wish. just jerk off to some porno. you’ll be fine.
Seunghan
meanie >:(
You chuckled at your phone, earning you a glare from Sungchan.
“What’s so funny?” Sungchan casted another side glance at you, eyes focused on the road as he drove.
“None of your business,” you were sort of pissed at him for acting like he did earlier. You just wanted dick after a long day, and here comes Mr. Perfect to ruin all your plans.
“Ok. I’m glad to see you, though. But I’m even more glad to see that your phone’s working.”
The car stopped at a stoplight. Sungchan turned his body a little to allow him to properly meet your gaze.
“What’s the matter? Did I do something wrong? One minute we’re really close to each other, and the second you act as if I don’t even exist.” Sungchan’s voice softened. You reach for his face to cup his cheek.
“I’m sorry, angel. I've just been really busy.”
“Why were you with that devil then?” Sungchan being sulky was supposed to annoy you. You always hated it when men act so stupid. Seunghan was an exception, though. You’ve known him for quite a while, and he did not give a fuck if you hated the way he was being sulky and playful. Sungchan, however, is different. You’ve known him in a short span of time and he’s already getting into you. That fucking kissable pout. You just wanted to kiss it off his face.
The sound of a car honking its horn interrupted the both of you.
“Like I said, angel. It’s none of your business. You’re better off not knowing things, trust me.” You pulled your hand away from his face, facing away from him.
The car started moving again.
Sungchan cleared his throat before speaking, “So…” you casted a side glance at him. “I actually don’t know where you live, so I’ve just been driving us to my place. Are you alright with staying the night with me?”
You were taken aback. Why does Sungchan always find a way to ruin all of your plans?
“Yeah, I don’t mind.”
You were going to need all of the patience you can get.
Sungchan’s place was exactly how you expected it to be, except for the fact that he only had one room with one bed in it.
“Are you gonna make me sleep on the floor?” you laid down on his bed, Sungchan winced. He had a ‘no outside clothes’ rule, but you wouldn’t know as this is the first time you’ve been to his place. He’ll let you know next time? Next time.
“No. You’re sleeping on the bed, don’t worry,” Sungchan gave you a tight lipped smile as he rummaged through his drawer that contained all of his clothes. “Also, you don’t have to worry about sleeping next to me. I’m sleeping on the couch tonight,” Sungchan had his back turned to you, oblivious to your disappointment.
You expected him to give in. Why is he playing your game?
Finally, Sungchan turned to face you, hands full of his clothes.
“You should change into this,” Sungchan placed the clothes beside you on the bed.
You smirked.
You stood up in front of Sungchan, grabbing the hem of your party dress, pulling it up to take it off. Sungchan’s gaze never left yours, even as you unhooked your bra. Sungchan gulped. You walked closer to him, wrapping your arms around his neck when you got close enough. Sungchan’s hands stayed by his side, eyes never leaving yours, even when he felt your perked up nipples against his chest. You tiptoed on your toes to graze his lips with yours.
“What if I get too cold? Who will warm me up by then, angel?”
“Um…” Sungchan finally caved in, looking down at your body while exhaling. He cleared his throat before looking back at your smiling face.
“Hm?” You expectantly looked at him.
“Yeah…” Sungchan said distractedly.
“What do you mean, angel? I need you to use your words properly, I can’t quite understand you,” You traced his jaw with your index finger.
“I’ll sleep next to you.”
Your smile widened, pulling away from him, you grabbed his shirt, putting it on as you ignored the shorts beside it. Sungchan stood completely frozen, watching you as you lay down on the bed.
“Come here, angel.”
It was going to be a long night.
When Sungchan woke up, his heart dropped to his stomach when he didn’t find you beside him. He quickly got up, only to find you in the kitchen.
“I thought you left,” Sungchan rubbed his face with his hands.
You had to take a breath.
Right in front of you was a shirtless Sungchan. Prominent abs on display. You could see every ridges and lines. Biceps bulging out. Trails of veins along his arms.
You needed to fuck him.
At the lack of response, Sungchan noticed the way you were staring at him.
“Oh…” Sungchan immediately realized his mistake. “I’m sorry. I always sleep hot, so I…” Sungchan trailed off as you got closer to him again.
“It’s alright, angel,” You cupped his face with your hands. “Truth be told, I actually like it. I really do.” you dropped your hands, fingers trailing down his body, stopping at his abdomen. “But, I’m not gonna lie to you… I am kind of upset.” Sungchan’s eyebrows furrowed.
“What’s the matter?”
“I might need your help now, angel.”
You smashed your lips against Sungchan, kissing him fervently. Sungchan tried to keep up as your kisses were way too aggressive for him.
You pulled off of him, giving him time to breathe.
You took his hand and brought them closer to your mouth, you parted your lips to take his index, middle, and ring finger inside your mouth, sucking on them. Sungchan gasped at the unfamiliar feeling. Once his fingers were coated by your saliva, you brought them down to your core. You pushed your panties aside as you guided Sungchan’s fingers inside your wet hole. You both gasped.
“Curl your fingers for me, angel,” you let out breathlessly, the stretch of Sungchan’s fingers knocking the air out of your lungs. You didn’t expect them to feel this good. The thought of his dick made you moan, you wondered how well his dick will fit into you.
Sungchan did what he was told to do, making your legs shake as they close in on his hand in between your legs.
“Like that, angel!” you bit your lip to prevent a whimper from coming out. “Now, I want you to pull your fingers out quickly, put them back in quickly, and curl.”
You let out a moan as Sungchan followed your instructions. Sungchan felt a sense of pride as he watched you shake and moan.
“Fuck, angel. Doing so good for me,” you grabbed onto his biceps as you felt your high approaching. “A little bit more faster, angel.”
Boy, Sungchan is indeed a fast learner.
With a final thrust of his fingers into you, you cummed all over his fingers, wetting the floor in the process. Sungchan slowed the motions of his hand, watching in awe as you came.
“Wow…”
“Good job, angel.” You leaned against him as you catched your breath, holding his wrist to stop his hand from moving. His free hand held you against him.
“What just happened?” Sungchan looked at your exhausted face.
“You just made me cum.”
Sungchan stared at you blankly. You scoffed.
“Do they ever teach you, angels, sex?”
At your words Sungchan’s eyes widened.
“W-What?” Sungchan sputtered. “I-I thought sex is when y-you penetrate the vagina w-with the penis?” Sungchan paled. You had to laugh.
“Yes, angel. Do you want me to get you crayons and draw how the flowers get watered by the canisters?”
“Stop joking around! I could get suspended if I partake in such obscene activities!” Sungchan panicked.
You laughed harder. After catching your breath you finally spoke, “Angel. I told you that this is gonna be our own little secret. Don’t worry about all of that. No one’s gonna know. You will not get suspended.” You cupped one of his cheeks with your hand while assuring him. “Besides, there are more ways to have sex than ‘penetrating the vagina with a penis’. You can learn a lot from me, angel.”
Sungchan gulped. This is our own little secret. No one will know. No one. Not even Ningning.
“Like what?” Your smile couldn’t get possibly wider as Sungchan caved in.
You took his fingers out of your hole. You brought his own fingers clad with your arousal near his mouth.
“How about I show you, angel?”
“Yes…” Sungchan lazily answered, distracted by your sticky arousal on his fingers. As you pushed his fingers inside his mouth, you instructed him to suck them clean. “You taste amazing.” your pussy throbbed.
“Why don’t you carry me to your bed, angel,” you wrapped your hands around his neck as Sungchan carried you with one arm to his room. Laying down on the bed with you on top of him.
You began kissing him again, this time more slow and sensual. You kissed down to his jaw then neck, noticing the cross necklace he had on. You bit his skin, leaving a love bite beside where the cross ends. You licked down his abdomen, leaving trails of your saliva on his skin. Once you’ve reached the waistband of his sweats you had to stop a gasp from coming out of your mouth. You looked at his crotch, his hardened cock struggling in the confines of his pajama pants.
Sungchan was big.
You rubbed your thighs together, feeling the way Sungchan struggled while you taught him how to fuck you with his fingers. You were so indulged in your own needs that you didn’t realize he had his needs too.
You pulled off his pajama pants, freeing his cock, this time you did let out a gasp. You started salivating at the sight in front of you, Sungchan’s cock was thick and long, the tip leaking precum with his angry veins prodding along the expanse of his length.
He indeed looked like an angel, collarbones adorning the lovebites you gave him, cross necklace gleaming under the sunlight, pouty swollen lips and bed hair. He was perfect.
Sungchan’s cock was throbbing as he watched you, waiting as you stared at him in awe.
You took his hand in yours, leading his to hold his dick while yours rested on top of his. You slowly moved your hands up and down his length, watching as his face contorted in pleasure. Sungchan let out little whimpers.
“Feels so good…”
“Yeah, angel?” You moved your hands faster, Sungchan moaned out.
“I want you to think of me every time you touch yourself like this, ok?”
Sungchan nodded in a daze, too fucked out to even comprehend what you were saying.
“O-Oh!” Sungchan whined when you sucked his tip, you felt him throbbing on your tongue, tasting his arousal as you sucked and licked his tip. You relaxed your jaw to take half of his size, licking the vein on the underside of his cock, using both of your hands to jerk off the remaining half you couldn’t fit in your mouth.
“Fuck!” You looked up at Sungchan, surprised at the cuss that left his mouth. Angels never swore. “No, please don’t stop. Please keep going,” Sungchan mewled. If it weren’t for Sungchan begging you to keep going, you wouldn’t have realized that you stopped what you were doing.
Despite being shocked at what happened, you continued to suck on Sungchan’s cock, his moans sounding like your personal heaven. You felt Sungchan’s thigh shake and before you knew it he was cumming inside your mouth. You dropped your joined hands, spitting out his cum back onto his cock, using your hands to smear the mess on his dick.
You watched the tip of Sungchan’s cock spurt out more of his arousal, the tip reddening as you continued jerking him off. He groaned, in turn, sensitive to your touch. You lick up Sungchan’s abdomen, stopping at his chest to bite the skin, all while you move your hands on him. Once you were satisfied with the love bite, you pressed your lips on his, swallowing the whimpers he was letting out.
You two messily made out for a while, stopping when you felt Sungchan cum around your hand. In a daze, Sungchan looked up at you, too fucked out to function.
“You alright, angel?” you asked as you met his gaze, instead of replying Sungchan nodded, eyes droopy. “Here, how about we get you cleaned up. You can go to bed after,” you tried pulling him up by grabbing onto his biceps. Fortunately, Sungchan followed your lead, putting his arm around your shoulder and waist, clinging to you as you both walked to his bathroom.
He wrapped both of his arms around your waist, head leaning on your shoulder as you cleaned him and yourself up. Once you’ve successfully finished, you drag him back to his room where he passed out on his bed while clinging onto you. You lie beside Sungchan, your eyelids slowly falling shut. Before you knew it, you were falling asleep beside him.
“So, what have you been up to these days?” Ningning asked, pulling Sungchan out of his thoughts.
He had forgotten that he was on a call with Ningning, too occupied with the thoughts of you. To his surprise, you didn’t ignore him after what happened, instead you regularly came over to his place to keep him company, driving him insane by wearing his clothes, parading around his apartment with nothing but panties underneath.
It drove him nuts.
That didn’t stop him from shoving his fingers up inside you, of course. It surprised him how much he wanted to taste the slick pouring out of you every time he made you cum, tempted to lick his fingers to find out if it tasted as sweet as your mouth.
Sungchan coughed, his dick stirring with arousal under his pants.
He could always ask you if he could taste you… but how? Does he just lick you then? He had no idea what to do.
He might have to do research. Or he could ask Eunseok for those videos he once caught him watching.
He’s definitely asking you, instead.
“Earth to Sungchan?”
“Right, sorry. I’ve been really busy these past few days. You know how my dad is,” It was scary how easily Sungchan could lie now. Before, he couldn’t even tell a lie, caving in to tell the truth eventually, as his stomach churned in guilt.
That feeling of his stomach churning hadn’t gone away. As he looked at Ningning the guilt inside him bubbles up, again. Yet, when he’s with you, he couldn’t give a fuck about feeling guilty. When are you coming over, anyways?
Sungchan tunes out Ningning as she spoke to him about her day. His calls with Ningning are slowly becoming less frequent, his responses to conversations becoming shorter as he space out thinking about you.
“Oh, I forgot to tell you about this… they’re asking me to stay a little bit longer, because apparently my services have been really helpful. I’m sorry if I didn’t tell you sooner, but I have decided to stay. I hope you’re ok with that?”
“Of course, I’m ok with that, it’s your choice. I won’t limit your happiness. If you’re happy to help, then I’m happy too.”
“You’re the best, my love.”
Sungchan’s stomach churned.
“Thank you, my love.”
You quizzically stared at Sungchan. It had been a while since he stared at his food, stabbing the food with his fork as he got lost in his thoughts.
You stood up, gaining his attention. You straddled his lap, his hands automatically finding their way to your sides.
“What’s the matter?” you asked, playing with his hair. Sungchan leaned into your touch, swallowing down his embarrassment before speaking.
“I saw…” Sungchan started, “Uhm, well… I don’t..”
You stared. Sungchan gulped.
“Can I… taste you?”
You stared.
“Like, you know. The thing that… when you..”
“Angel. You can have me for dessert.”
Sungchan audibly gulped. You pulled yourself off of him, pushing yourself up to sit on the dining table behind you. You lift Sungchan’s shirt, showing your cotton underwear by spreading your legs apart.
“Come close, angel. Take it off for me.”
Entranced by you, Sungchan does what he’s told, situating himself in between your legs, staring at your glistening core.
You take the time to tell him what you wanted him to do.
“See this, angel. I want you to lick from here to here ok?” You part your folds with your fingers, showing him your hole. Sungchan was in awe.
You sighed in delight when you guided his fingers to rub your clit, quivering when he pressed a little bit harsher than you told him to.
“When you get here, I want you to suck it hard. You can lick it too, angel. I like that too,” you played with Sungchan’s hair as you explained to him, finding it adorable how he listened intently to your instructions.
“Why don’t you give it a try?”
You gasped when you felt Sungchan’s tongue on you, your grip on his hair tightening as he poked his tongue inside your hole. He slurps up your arousal, sucking your clit harshly, making you close your thighs around his head. You mewled at the feeling of Sungchan’s mouth on you.
He gripped your thighs, tapping the sides to gain your attention. You look down to see his glossy eyes staring up at you.
“Fuck, angel. You look so adorable like this,” you moaned when you felt Sungchan nibble on your clit. One of his hands left your thigh, stroking his cock through his pants at your compliment. The sight turned you on; Sungchan’s chin coated with your arousal as he pleased you, jerking himself off to your moans.
It didn’t take you long to soak his face with your cum, harshly gripping his hair as you released all over him, wetting his shirt in the process.
You lie down on the table, feeling the cool surface as you catch your breath. Sungchan rested his forehead on top of your right thigh, caressing the other while he closed his eyes. In return, you played with Sungchan’s hair, the both of you staying still for a while.
“I should probably clean you up…” Sungchan spoke against the skin of your thigh, “Oh, and… uhm…” Sungchan trailed off.
Confused, you sat up to properly look at him, his pants with a wet patch of his arousal coming into view. You gasped.
Sungchan came in his pants while he ate you out.
“You never come to confession anymore,” Sungchan’s dad spoke over the line. He rubbed his face with his hand, figuring out a way to explain himself. No matter how hard he tried, it all came down to one reason. I’ve been partaking into obscene activities while lying to the person I love, and I’ve been guilty all this time. Sungchan exhaled.
“I’m sorry, dad. I’ve just been really busy.” It was a lame excuse, but Sungchan couldn’t tell him the real reason behind his absence with his faith.
“I understand. Come by when you’re free, your mom misses you.”
After an exchange of pleasantries, the phone call ended.
Sungchan laid on his bed pondering what he was doing with his life. He has an angel showering in his bathroom while another one is miles away doing everything she can so that their relationship can move on to the next big thing.
Sungchan sighed, aggressively rubbing his face again.
“What’s up with you,” he heard you say.
Sungchan removed his hands from his face, taking your figure in; wet hair and body wrapped in a towel, with droplets covering the expanse of your skin. He felt his dick twitch. You smelled so good.
He opened his arms and you immediately got the hint. You crawled on top of him, sitting on his abdomen, to play with his hair. You gasped in surprise when Sungchan pulled you close to him, wrapping his arms around you.
“Hey, what’s that?” Sungchan asked. You followed his line of sight and saw your tail poking out. Shit.
“Uh…” you cleared your throat, trying to think of a lie.
“You’ve got something poking out of your head too,” Sungchan looked at you, his expression pure of confusion. Come on, think. Spew out a lie, you got this. You looked away from him, hiding your eyes.
You felt Sungchan's hands cup your jaw, making you face him. He stared into your eyes.
“You’re a devil.”
Sungchan pressed his lips onto yours. You froze.
Once you recovered from your shock you kissed back. You had expected him to be mad at you, not this, whatever this is.
You pulled away from his lips, placing both of your hands on his shoulders.
“You’re not mad?”
“Why would I be?” Sungchan placed his hands on your waist.
“Because… I lied to you..?” Sungchan chuckled at your words.
“Did you really think I believed you were an angel?” You furrowed your eyebrows at his question, “I knew at the very beginning. At our first meeting you asked about bible verses.. angels do not deal with that.” Sungchan mischievously grinned.
“You’re such an ass,” you huffed.
“How am I an ass? You’re the one who pretended to be an angel so that you could get with me,” Sungchan placed a kiss on your neck.
“And you let me..” you bite back. “Why?”
“Because you were fun to be with. I didn’t mind if you were pretending to be an angel in the first place, you had your reasons.”
“You figured out I was a devil, but you never figured out the reason why I was messing with you?” You scoffed.
“No..”
You took his hand into yours, guiding it down in between your bodies to your core. Sungchan took the hint and cupped your core.
“Oh.. well then. Should I prove to you that you picked the right angel?”
“You’re not as innocent as I thought.”
“Give me a break. I caught my best bud watching porn and got scarred for life.” Sungchan rubbed your clit. “Ended up searching up things, and finding out about the real world.” You stopped his hand to focus on your train of thoughts.
“Porn isn’t the real thing. Most of the time it’s staged,” you brought his hand back to your core, letting him continue his actions.
“Noted,” Sungchan said before kissing you. “How about we do the real thing then?” Sungchan pushed you down, pulling the towel off your body. “I always knew you were beautiful, but I didn’t know you were this beautiful.”
Sungchan kissed you again, pulling away only to kiss down your body, mimicking the way you would leave love bites on him.
He spread your legs apart, positioning himself in between them. Sungchan inserts two fingers in you to stretch you out, licking you up when a glob of your arousal seeps out of your dripping hole. You moaned, gripping his hair.
“Faster, angel,” Sungchan moves his fingers faster, sucking your clit to please you. He moved his hips, humping his bed at the same pace as fingers moving in and out of you. All your remaining patience burst at the sight. “Take your clothes off, angel.”
You didn’t have to tell Sungchan twice. He was just as desperate as you.
He pulled off his clothes at lightning speed, positioning himself in between your legs. Sungchan took a hold of his dick, gliding it in between your folds to lubricate it. You both moaned at the feeling.
“You’re so wet…”
Carefully, Sungchan prod your hole with the head of his cock, you took a sharp intake of air at the stretch. Sungchan groaned on top of you, leaning forward to penetrate you deep. The glint of the cross around his neck catches your attention, the pendant hitting the bridge of your nose as Sungchan moves closer to you.
“Fuck, angel… feel so full,” you bit your lip to stop another moan from coming out of you, placing your hands on Sungchan’s broad shoulders.
“Uhm… I’m halfway in…”
Your eyes widened. No way. You knew Sungchan was big but you didn’t expect him to be this big.
You both look down at where you two were connected, moaning at the sight. He wasn’t lying. He was indeed halfway in.
You felt Sungchan’s dick twitch.
“Do you feel turned on watching me struggle to take in your dick?” You bring your gaze back to his eyes.
“Kind of…”
“You’re such a dick,” you gasped when you felt Sungchan force a few inches in.
“What was that?” He grinned, you glared at him. Sungchan bit his lips, carefully moving out of you. He held your thighs open to keep you in place when moving into you, slowly letting you adjust to his size. You were moaning while squirming around the bed, not expecting Sungchan to be in so deep. His dick was unlike others you’ve taken before; throbbing with need, veiny, thick, and long.
It was heaven.
“Need you to move, angel,” you were too far gone, drunk at the feeling of his cock filling and stretching you up, mind hazy with need.
Sungchan complied to your request, he wrapped your legs around him, positioning his hands beside your head so he could thrust harder into you.
He moved his hips forward thrusting into you harshly, whining at the feeling of you wrapping him tightly. You close your eyes, overwhelmed with the feeling of his big cock moving in and out of you. You opened your eyes, feeling something cold touch the tip of your nose, revealing Sungchan’s cross necklace dangling in front of you.
“How are you so good with this? Aren’t you a little virgin?”
“I practiced with my pillow, thinking it was you.”
Your eyes rolled at the back of your head at the thought of Sungchan desperately fucking a pillow. The image pushing you to the edge as you came, fluid gushing out of you as you mewled. Sungchan continued thrusting in and out of you, holding your waist and burying his head at the crook of your neck. His pace started slowing down after he came inside you, riding out the both of your highs.
Sungchan laid on top of you as you both catched your breaths. Once his breathing was even, he lay down beside you, pulling you on top of him. You cuddled into him, feeling his hand move around your body, tracing patterns on your skin.
“Have I ever told you how much I love your eyes?” Sungchan pecks your right eyelid, twirling the strands of your hair with his fingers.
I love your eyes. You felt a sinking feeling in your stomach. No one has ever told you they liked your fiery eyes. Moreover, no one has ever told you they loved your eyes. You were speechless.
You let Sungchan play with your hair, tracing the lines of his abdomen in turn.
“Did it hurt when you were turned into a devil?” At your questioning look he added, “I read somewhere that the process of becoming a devil brings unbearable pain to an angel’s body. You were once an angel too…” Sungchan strokes your cheeks, pushing your hair behind your ear.
For some reason, you felt something break in you. You were once an angel too. The warmth of Sungchan’s body engulfing you was enough to comfort you.
“I can’t really remember. Our memories were wiped clean the moment we turned to devils. Why do you ask?”
“I just… You don’t deserve it, that’s all.”
“I’m glad you think that way, angel.”
“Do I really have to go?” You groaned, kicking your feet in the air. You were laying down on the couch when you overheard Sungchan talking to his dad.
“Yes. My dad wants to know how you’re doing and I haven’t been to church lately,” Sungchan answered as he placed the dirty dishes in the sink.
“Huh, I wonder why…” you sat up to look at him teasingly. Sungchan grins, wiping his hands on the cloth hanging at the oven door handle, walking towards you.
“Because a certain devil has me wrapped around their fingers, now I’m following whatever they say,” Sungchan bops your nose with his index finger, making you smile. “Not right now, though, because I actually have to tend to my angel duties.”
“Boring,” you sighed.
“You need to come with me,” Sungchan whined.
“Fine. Stop your whining, it’s unbecoming,” you roll your eyes.
“Wait— you’re not gonna burst into flames when we enter the church right?” Sungchan said worriedly.
“No, dumbass. I used to be an angel, remember?”
“Oh…” Sungchan lifts you up from the couch. “Let’s go get ready then.”
The two of you didn’t take too long to get ready, rushing to Sungchan’s car, to be on time. Once you arrived at the church you felt shivers run along your spine, the chills in your body worsened when you came face to face with Sungchan’s dad.
You exchange pleasantries with him, staying silent and letting Sungchan do most of the talking, as you obviously didn’t know what the hell they were talking about.
“Hey, dad. I think I should show her around, she hasn’t been here before,” Sungchan said after his father asked something church related. Nice save.
“Well I’ll leave you two to it, then,” Sungchan’s dad smiled, walking off to the other end of the church.
On the contrary to your beliefs, and who or what you were, the place was beautiful. High ceiling, lots of windows, oak wood adorning the pews; it should look like any other church but this one was breathtaking.
Sungchan started walking and you followed suit, he then started pointing out rooms and other uninteresting things while walking. You frowned. You didn’t think he would actually give you a tour of the church.
Once you went back to the main area of the church, he directed you at the back near the entrance, where a few other doors were lined near the candles section. You wondered what was behind all of the closed doors in front of you.
You took a peak of Sungchan who was busy lighting up the candles. Curiosity got the best of you as you slowly strolled to the direction of the closed doors, opening one and going in.
It wasn’t anything special, just a dark confined room that is connected to another with a divider.
“This is the confession room,” you looked behind you to see Sungchan standing with his arms crossed, leaning against the open door. He looked around before closing the door shut, joining you inside the confined space. He moved closer to your body, towering over you as he placed his hands on your waist. “This is where angels confess their sins.” Sungchan whispered, placing a kiss under your ears.
“Hm… well I have a confession to make.” You looked up at him, even in the dark Sungchan looked good; white buttoned up shirt hugging his broad shoulders, with the sleeves rolled up, showcasing his veiny arms you love so much. “You look absolutely hot right now, and I want you to fuck me now.”
Sungchan chuckled. “Well, it’s your lucky day.”
Sungchan pulls you close to him, kissing you deeply. You pulled on his pants, unzipping it and pulling his dick out, you moved your hand up and down while he moved your panties aside, inserting two fingers inside you.
“I love this dress,” Sungchan kissed your forehead, spinning you around so that you were facing the door. Through the door, you could see the altar through the dotted holes adorning the top of the door. You felt Sungchan wrap his left arm around your waist, his fingers still inside you slowly moving in and out. The warmth of his dick twitches behind you, touching your lower back as he holds you close. “Make sure you stay quiet, darling.”
Sungchan pulls his fingers out of you, replacing it with his angry dick. You squealed at the stretch, both of your hands moving to cover your mouth. You look straight ahead, getting a glimpse of the structures on the altar.
“I’m sorry…” you said, muffled. Sungchan lightly laughs as he wraps both of his arms around you, lifting you up. Sungchan leans his back at the wall behind him, experimentally moving you up and down his cock. At your muffled moan he moves you faster, the skin of your ass hitting the skin of his thighs.
“You’re so wet…” Sungchan groaned, biting his lips to keep himself quiet.
Your eyes roll at the back of your head when Sungchan hits a particular spot, letting out a louder moan that seeps past your hands. Sungchan panicky moves his right hand to cover your mouth, his hands big enough to cover both of your hands. He shushes you, rubbing your clit with his other hand. How the fuck is he holding you up with one hand? You clenched around him, making him groan.
“Almost close?” Sungchan whispered, you nodded as an answer, not trusting yourself of not making a noise when you removed your hands to speak. “Cum for me, darling.”
You came all over Sungchan, him following after. As you both catch your breaths, Sungchan holds you close to him, still inside you as he whispered again.
“I have another confession to make, I want to fuck you again.”
Life had never treated Sungchan better than the last few months he was with you.
The both of you had been seeing each other weekly, whether it be to fuck or just to hang out, Sungchan enjoyed your company.
You were surprised at how needy Sungchan was, always wanting to be close to you or touching you at any given moment.
Sungchan was calling Ningning less and less as your ‘relationship’ with him progressed, coming up with excuses like having to help out his father to avoid her calls.
Sungchan woke up from the brightness of the sunlight, rubbing his eyes as he sat up. He read the clock on top of his bedside table, not surprised at the time.
Beside him, you were sprawled out in his bed, wearing nothing but his shirt, sleeping peacefully. The sunlight highlighted your body. Sungchan smiled, kissing your forehead before he got up. He grabbed a shirt to wear on his way out, messing up his already messy hair.
He went to the kitchen, catching a glimpse of his reflection through the window. You truly do enjoy leaving love bites. Why is it so cold today?
Sungchan shivered, returning to his bedroom to put on a hoodie, peeking at you as he put on the hoodie you love so much on him. As if you sensed his presence, you rolled to your side, to face him.
“Why are you up so early?” You mumbled, sleepily.
“It’s noon, darling,” Sungchan crawled to his bed, wrapping his arms around you. He inspected your face for any discomfort that you might have after last night’s escapades. “You alright?”
“Tired..” you yawned, wrapping your arms around Sungchan.
“Oh…”
You snuggled into Sungchan, enjoying his warmth. The two of you stayed like that for a while.
The doorbell rang.
“I’ll go get it,” Sungchan kissed your forehead again before walking to the direction of his front door. He didn’t expect any visitors today so it might be someone delivering his package. As he swung the door open, shock infiltrated his senses after seeing who was behind the door.
Ningning.
“Surprise, Love!”
Oh, it was a surprise for Sungchan indeed.
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