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softlyjiminie · 5 years

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ambidextrous | k.n.j

⇢ pairing(s): soulmate!kim Namjoon x reader.

⇢ word count: 2.4K

⇢ genre: fluff, friends to lovers!au, college!au, soulmate!au.

⇢ summary: soulmates were a common thing in this world, yours could hear the thoughts in your head. the only way to know when you’ve met him, is to hear that one keyword.

⇢ warning(s): please read! nothing major, probably swearing.

⇢ author’s note(s): hello babies! long time no see, here’s a little friday fic for you! i’ve had this in my drafts for almost a year so i hope you like it mwah.

Soulmates were a common thing in this world, some liked the idea of having someone that they were destined to be with and some disliked being bound to someone eternally. You didn’t seem to be bothered by it.

You remember when you met your soulmate or rather heard him for the first time. His thoughts growing louder and louder in your head to the point where it caused you to stop playing with the dolls you had out. You had been nine.

You remember screaming and crying to your mother that night, after hearing his sort of inappropriate thoughts and you remember your poor mother having to explain to you from an early age what the birds and the bees were.

It was obvious then that your soulmate was a year or two older than you, you remember being too scared to ask him to cut down on his fun time so writing a letter to recite in your head seemed to work.

‘I-uh... I’m so sorry,’ said his voice after you finished reading, and you blushed at the unfamiliar feeling of a boy’s voice in your head. ‘I’m Namjoon.’

You smiled, finally getting a name. ‘It’s okay, and I’m YN.’

The pair of you became good friends after that, as much as you could without meeting each other in real life. The thing about soulmates was that you’d never know when you’d meet them until they’d said a keyword out loud. It was said that a wave of pure emotion; happiness and love was to crash over you as soon as you head it. You couldn’t wait for the day that you met Namjoon.

He was your best friend, practically; you recalled a time when you were twelve and he’d calmed you down from a panic attack after you’d lost your parents on a family holiday. There was also that time that he stayed up with you until the early hours of the morning; whispering sweet words to you after your ex-boyfriend publicly embarrassed you when you were seventeen.

Namjoon was always there for you; and you for him. There had been many nights when you’d cheered him on at his lowest, Joon was a smart boy and had so much pressure on him. It was easy for him to doubt himself. Though, as intelligent as your future partner may have been; he was also very clumsy and over the years you had spent many a nights scolding him through your mindlink when he’d ended up in A&E.

Sometimes; Namjoon was very analytical. Often sending you into spiels of existential crisis’ with his thoughts. One time, when you were eighteen, you’d spilt coffee all over a customer when Namjoon started thinking about the meaning of life. You had to spend half an hour explaining to your boss what had happened whilst receiving frantic apologies from the supposed love of your life.

So now; aged twenty and at three AM you were lying wide awake as your soulmate rambled on about society and a few other things that you couldn’t quite register. You loved how Joon could always see a deeper meaning in the simplest of things and how he could find beauty in everything, but it was 3 AM for Christ’s sake, and you had a lecture at 9 the same day.

‘Namjoon... you know I love you...’ you started, speaking your thoughts with a tired expression and all his late night ramblings ceased, causing you to smile as you rolled onto your side.

You imagined him smirking on the other side of your mindlink and you wondered what he looked like. ‘Why do I feel like I’m about to be roasted?’

‘Maybe it’s because it’s almost 4 AM and you won’t stop with the philosophical bullshit,’ you teased back, giggling into your pillow. There was a pause before you could hear Namjoon’s melodious chuckle in your head. ‘Your laugh is so pretty.’ you mumbled and he stopped laughing.

The silence caused you to bite your lip as you hugged your pillow to your chest. ‘You’re so pretty.’ he countered, softly.

‘You don’t even know what I look like...’

‘I don’t need to, you have a beautiful personality and I’m in love with you.’

You sighed in content, deciding so utter back a small thank you. You didn’t go back to sleep after that, opting to stay up and not go to your lecture tomorrow. It was just one lecture, you’d be fine. You liked times like this, where you could talk endlessly to your soulmate and it made you almost sad that you weren’t meeting any time soon.

It was five AM when you randomly decided to paint your nails, chatting happily to Namjoon about his plans for the day. You had just finished painting your left hand, the red nail polish contrasting against your beautiful skin tone. Now, you struggled to paint your right hand causing you to pout in frustration.

‘YN, what are you doing?’ Namjoon asked and you almost forgot that you were talking to him. Setting the nail varnish down, you glared at your messily painted nails before blowing on them lightly to dry the colour.

You sighed slightly and leaned back into your plush pillows. ‘I’m tryna paint my nails, the right hand looks so messy, ugh,’ You rolled your eyes when Joon laughed at you. ‘I wish I could paint my nails with both hands, and write too, what’s the word? I wish I was...’

‘Ambidextrous?’ your soulmate finished for you with a smug tone in his voice. ‘If you listened to my philosophical bullshit then maybe you’d know that.’

‘Shut up!’ You grumbled, a coy smile tickling the seams of your lips. You thought about how Namjoon was probably smiling too, a breathless chuckle falling from his lips as sat at a desk or lay on his bed. You sat up, leaning against the headboard of your own bed and listened again for your soulmate’s voice. ‘Say it again for me?’

You asked sweetly, trying to suppress a giggle as Namjoon sighed. There was a slight pause in the conversation from where Namjoon was preparing an accent before he spoke. ‘Ambidextrous...’ he whispered in a low and husky voice before you burst out laughing, feeling the happiest you’d been in a while.

Almost a week later; you found yourself at an all time low. Final exams for the semester had begun to roll in and your college roommate had decided to move in with her partner; leaving you alone to make ends meet. You had acquired the position of barista at the campus cafe due to your short employment in the coffee shop back home. To top it off, you hadn’t heard from your soulmate since that night, leaving you alone with no one to talk or vent to.

Instead you spent most of your days studying behind the counter whilst one of your coworkers took orders. A ticket came in for a tall vanilla latte and peach iced tea and you quickly set to work mixing the syrups and bases. A frown twisted on your lips as you made the drinks, your mind drifting to Namjoon, he had told you that his favourite drink was the Vanilla latte, and it only made you that slightest bit sadder.

Once the drinks were made, you set them on the counter and let your coworker call out the orders, sitting back down, you begun to stare blankly at the study notes you held so tightly...your thoughts now suddenly caught up on Namjoon. That’s when you heard it. A deep, smooth and luscious voice chatting away as they came to collect their drinks; you sat up, easing your hearing into the conversation as their voice sounded vaguely familiar.

“I’m telling you, Jimin , she’s perfect for me... I can’t get her out of my head.” the original voice gushed, causing you to perk up ever so slightly.

His friend sighed, seemingly unamused. “That’s kinda how soulmates work hyung...”

“You know what I mean.” the deeper voice snapped back and the conversation drew to a close as the pair presumably went to find a table. You sunk back into your seat, notebook outstretched on your lap as you tried to focus back on studying. ‘Must be nice’ you sighed to yourself, a little part of you hoping that Namjoon would hear. You were met with silence.

“YN!” you jumped at the sudden shout of your name, dropping your work to the sticky floor behind the counter and you internally groaned as you pulled it up from the floor and offered a sheepish smile to the team manager for today’s shift. “What are you doing?”

Studying. What does it look like? “Nothing,” you beamed, whipping down your apron. Your manager eyed you suspiciously, before shoving a tray of drinks in your hand.

“Table five. The jocks. Now.” She grunted. Bitch.

The table was just as rowdy as expected, with the University’s prized football squad getting their daily caffeine fix before practice. You’d served them quite a few times before, having become their favourite waitress on a Sunday morning, you weren’t sure if it was because the youngest, Jeongguk from your psychology class, had a crush on you or if it was because the boys genuinely liked you. Either way, you got good tips.

“Morning boys, big game coming up?” You chirped, setting out the iced coffees and frappes in front of each designated boy. They all barked out a sweet or cocky reply as you worked.

An orange haired boy grinned up at you. “Why of course Miss YN, have you noticed that I’ve been working out extra hard? I wanna impress you during our match on Friday.”

“Hyung, She has a soulmate!”

“So what? A man can flirt can’t he?”

You chuckled at their antics and rolled your eyes, sliding over the boy’s drink with a mischievous look. What? It was fun to play along. “Ever the charmer, aren’t you Hoseok? Too bad I’m not interested.”

The jocks let out a series of ‘ooo’s as you sashayed away from the table, mentioning how you’d be right back with their breakfasts. You trailed back to the kitchen, grabbing their orders of piping hot hash browns and full English breakfasts before walking through the cafe to reach the boys again. You couldn’t help but zone into the conversations of surrounding customers, one in particular catching your attention.

“You type really fucking slowly with your left hand hyung-” the voice from earlier, Jimin, commented with a slurp of his drink. You heard his friend audibly sigh with annoyance as you walked by and couldn’t help but to smile to yourself. “It’s stressing me out man.”

“Well I’m sorry Jimin, not all of us can be fucking ambidextrous!”

You froze. The small hairs on your skin rising high as a wave of goosebumps crashed over you. The tray in your hands clattered to the floor, as heads whipped in your direction but their judging gazes didn’t matter to you. Nothing mattered. Nothing except him. A sweet taste melted on your tongue and all you could smell was him; pine cones and Earth, candle wax and old paper books. It was all him. All Namjoon.

Slowly, you turned around, arms shaking and body trembling. A boy around a head or so taller than you, stood across from you in the aisle of the cafe, blonde hair parted and swept over his forehead. His skin was a delicious tone that screamed warmth and kisses under the sun and you felt an innate desire to run your finger tips over its supple plains. His eyes were like molten pools of chocolate, his lips so plump and kissable. He was Namjoon, he was your soulmate.

You felt your heart rate increase as the pair of you cautiously approached one another, being mindful to step over shard of broken ceramic plates and pools of baked beans. You met each other halfway, with hesitant smiles and flushed cheeks but Namjoon was the first to break the ice. “Y-YN?” He stammered out, his eyes searching your face and drinking in your features like it was his last meal. You nodded shyly, eyes bulging when the taller boy pulled you into his chest, his arms encasing you. You felt warm and safe and at home. “Wow...I-...I can’t believe you’re really...y-you!”

He pulled away, and you grinned up at him. “Hi,”

“Hi,” he smiled back, still holding you in his arms. “I can’t believe I’m actually holding you, and that we’re in the same university? How have we never met before? How is this even possible? I’m just so-“

You rolled your eyes at him playfully, pressing a finger to his lips to silence his ramblings. “Are we starting with that philosophical bullshit again, Joonie?” You whispered, savouring the sound of his low chuckle that bounced around in his chest.

“Yes, we’re soulmates now. You’re stuck with me,” came his quick-fired response, his hand coming up to encase your own. “And now, I finally have you.”

Never in your life had you felt so much love and it was all for you. The way Namjoon had glanced down at you in that second had filled you with so much happiness, before he was just a voice in your head and now he was a physical form to hold you and care for you. He was yours. “You’ll always have me...” Trailing your finger tips across his broad shoulders, you let them trail up to he hairs on the nape of his neck as the blonde leaned in, his plump lips gently brushing your own before he kissed you, softly, his hands curling around your waist to draw you closer. “Namjoon... I-I, I love you,”

And he smiled, kissing you again, right there in the cafe in the middle of your Sunday morning shift. With your boss and the jocks and all the other students watching, but it felt like you were the only two people in the world.

“Wait.wait, wait...what the fuck?” Jimin called out from the table, an incredulous look plastered on his face, his brows furrowed. The pink haired male looked around, just as confused as his fellow peers, before making eye contact with Namjoon. “Please don’t tell me you just met your soulmate by saying ambidextrous-”

You smiled, still in Namjoon’s arms, who only offered his friend a sheepish grin, sending Jimin into a series of eye rolls and complaints of disbelief. Never him mind though, at least you had your soulmate now.

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27lilith-blog · 4 years

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Dear office bully,

Everytime you hurt me with your rude comments, belittling, or talking down to me, I always ask myself.. I wonder if you even realize how you are making me feel? Do you even care how you affecting me? You probably don't and it probably doesn't effect you in any way. But you know what? I'm going to tell you how you make me feel.

I dred coming into work everyday that you are here because it's so up and down with you. Is it going to be a good day where we barely speak but when we do, it's all about work? Is it going to be one of those days where you're having a bad day and can snap at any minute? Are you going to cause me to have another emotional breakdown to the point where I'm literally sobbing and trying to catch my breath?

One of the things that bothers me the most is that when I talk to our boss about it, they do nothing. Like the fact that you make them a lot of money is an excuse for you to be "a little difficult at times." That is NOT okay. I shouldn't have to step on egg shells anytime I talk to you about work incase you snap on me.

I could write a book on all the things you've said or done to me in the short period of time that I've worked here. I haven't even been here a year yet! To be honest, I wouldn't even know where to start. Maybe I would start with how you treated me today. Even I feel like I'm over reaccting but isn't that normal with someone with anxiety? I swear you're giving me PTSD!!

Earlier today a rep asked me if i could get a product out of the stock room for them. You know why they ask me? Because you're not a nice person and you're rude. Even to customers. She was scared to ask you because you were typing on your computer and she was afraid if she asked you, you'd snap on her. I'm not the only one who doesn't like you because of your attitude and how you treat people.

Instead of going right ahead and helping her, I asked you to. To which your ignorant response it "she doesn't do any of that and if you want something, you need to ask me." So I said, she seen you were busy so she asked me. Again, your response was "Always ask me because you don't do that".. Okay so I said.. well that's why I was given a code to the stock room incase someone needed something.. you could have just left it at that but you had to have the last say.. "yeah, I think not" you said under your breath, but definetly loud enough for everyone to hear... HOW RUDE! I am so sick of how you treat me. THEN I was talking to our boss about bonuses in a different room and you had to come barging in and include yourself in a conversation you had nothing to do with! And then you stormed of swearing! Was that necessary?? If I wanted to talk to you about it, I would have went to you and not our boss!!

I was already depressed and down today and just as I was begining to be in a great mood (because a dog came in and I got to pet it) You had to go and ruin it! You went outside for a smoke and my boss tried asking me what I meant.. at that point I started to cry and told him not to worry about it so he went outside.. I quickly started off to the washroom because I was now starting to hysterically cry and I couldn't catch my breath.

I don't know how to deal with your bipolar personality. I shouldn't have to. You need to be properly medicated.

As I'm in my office typing this you just came in and started acting super nice. Nicer than you EVER are. My instant response is to answer your questions with very short one word responses and to not look at you at all when you speak. Do you think you'll get the hint? Probably not. Am I being rude? Unfortunately, yes I am. I don't want you to see the hurt in my eyes. I don't want you to see that you are winning by making me feel depressed or feel like I'm nothing. I suppose it's my pride preventing me from letting you see how much stress, anxiety and hurt you're causing me. But am I wrong for doing this? A part of me is diappointed in myself because I was not raised this way. I was raised to not let bullies bother me because they're most likely so miserable with their own lives that they have to try and make everyone around feel just are miserable as you. But you ARE winning. You ARE making me feel just as miserable, if not more than you are. The only difference between you and I is that I am not going to take it out on anyone but myself. I will not making anyone feel the way you're making me feel.

For anyone that has anxiety, you know that you dwell on EVERYTHING. I wish I wasn't this way, I wish that i didn't have such bad anxiety, and I wish these things didn't bother me as much as it does. Unfortunately for someone like me, with anxiety, you can't help it. I used to be able to just let these things go and not let them bother me because I didn't care what people thought of me. The older I get, the more I care. How does that make sense? It should be the opposite! I used to speak my mind regardless of the consequences and now I watch what I say more often. If i was still that way I probably would have been fired by now because I would have told you EXACTLY how I feel about you. I'm not longer in that "I don't give a f*ck" mindset. Most of the time I am grateful and happy that I am not that way. Sometimes though, I wish I could pull that woman out of me and tell her to go hard! Thinking about that makes me giggle. I would get myself into so much trouble!

I'm sure I'm not the only one in this world going through something like this. In fact, I read somewhere that 65 million people in the US deal with a work bully. There should be a zero tollerance for workplace bullying and it should be dealt with better. My mother bought me this cool little gadget. It's a pen, and it records. I can't seem to figure out how it works, but once I do, I'm going to bring it everywhere with me! That way maybe I could get some of this stuff recorded for proof and eventually something will be done about it. I'm somewhat hopeful.

I have so many things running through my head that I want to say but I can't get them out. Lots of them are negative thoughts about you but at the same time I just feel sorry for you and that makes me angry. Why should I feel sorry for such a horrible, manipulative person? One thing that keeps running through my head is one story you told me about your personal life that kind of makes me sad for you but at the same time kind of makes sense. You told me that the only time you hear from your children is if they want something from you. Other than that, you never hear from them. No random "I love you" or "I miss you" text messages or phone calls. I wonder what kind of mother you were for your children to only want to speak with you when they want something. I couldn't imagine not having a relationship with either of my parents where I would only speak to them if I needed something. For this, I feel sorry for you.

In ending my first entry to you I feel a bit better. I also feel a little weight lifted off me because I started writing this as I was crying and still hurt from the incident earlier and now in closing I am kind of feeling sympathetic and sad for you. I can somewhat see why you're so bitter and miserable. Although, I do think you need to be properly medicated still and need help working on your anger. I also, don't think anything that is going on in your life is an excuse for how you treat people. Now more anything I kind of want to help you but I'm not sure that is possible. I'll figure it out somehow. Maybe I should relearn how to "turn the other cheek" like I used to when I was younger. Feeling more hopeful than I was before! So that's my goal. I'm going to turn the other cheek (or try to) and smile and make it look like I'm still happy and that you don't bother me. You're not going to win anymore. It may be hard to handle but I can do this!

Sincerley,

You're Coworker.

#workbullies

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all-i-wanna-write · 7 years

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of cats and dramas

[ Masterlist ] summary: Dark clothes and belongings say nothing about the brightness inside of you, the brightness that Daniel sees.

“I really want to kiss you right now.”

“What?”

“Oh gosh, did I say that out loud?”

[ I combined two requests here because I thought that they would go well together! Thank you to those who requested! Sorry that this is out a bit late loves, I got distracted with friend’s suggesting a movie night. Classes start again tomorrow so I am powering through to get the drafts done for everyone! Also this ended up really long, wowie, I guess I got inspired? <3 -Admin V ]

[Word Count: 2545 ]

if someone were to look at you, they would straight up say that you were scary

you didn’t really get it honestly

sure you wore darker colors than most people but that is just because you didn’t want any of your brighter color clothes to get stains at work after school

you work at a local cat cafe, by the way

you really just like taking care of cats

you would adopt one of the cats but your dad’s allergic

and you can speak to customers and coworkers well and are polite

yet at school you don’t really talk to many people because honestly?

people are exhausting

and most of them you can’t hold a conversation with because they just don’t find similar interests

like certain t.v shows or cats actually

well you can talk to one person

that being seongwoo but that is only because he’s your co-worker

and it's mostly to find out which shift either of you are covering

most people just talk about boring things and

one of those boring things includes relationships to which you just go

“why can’t we just talk about cats instead”

you know who else likes cats?

student council president and dance team leader kang daniel

peter and rooney are the loves of his life he swears

he is loved by all the student body and is an angel

he is also a really good dancer, thus why he is the leader of the dance team

honestly people are surprised he isn’t taken by anyone

he just says “he’s waiting for the right one” and just blushes at his cheesiness

its honestly adorable

so someone like you

who tends to avoid people, wear dark clothes, scares people

who prefers books to people but is just really, really, really shy

and daniel

who is loved by a lot of people, socializer, and is even the student council president

and is not shy lies

what are the odds right?

you were working your shift at the cafe after school when it started to rain and you thanked the stars you had a spare umbrella

of course when you were washing the window to the cafe you saw someone standing out there under the awning

which didn’t really cover them very well

and you figured

“must have gotten rained in..”

you debated it for a moment but quickly ran to the staff room and grabbed your umbrella

it was a very light pink which honestly wasn’t very you

but it was a gift from a friend from a long time ago and you weren’t about to just stop using it for its color

you stepped out of the cafe and quickly and walked to the stranger

“here, you need it more than me.”

and quickly putting it into their hands (you couldn’t see their face from their hood)

you ran back inside the cafe

but daniel saw you

in fact he was the one you gave the umbrella to

small world, huh?

he was running home from dance practice and it started to rain and he hid under there to try and stay less soaked and maybe wait out the rain

when you came out and handed him your umbrella and

it was pink, which from what he knew of you wasn’t very you

he saw you from time to time around school

noticed you were very pretty yes he did

and he knew you didn’t really talk to anyone and that kind of broke his heart cause

okay he has a crush on you but that is besides his point here

he knows you don’t actually try to be scary, he has known you since elementary

and that you are just really shy but

he hasn’t found the right chance to talk to you yet

and he looked back towards the window and saw you run in to serve customers and

where was that really shy girl he knew?

what he saw was you, in your apron and uniform, smiling at the customers and helping a kid with a kitten

picking up the cats gently and feeding them and showing the kids how to and

wow his heart is beating really fast

and his face feels really hot and he just feels like a pile of mush

soft af

because just seeing how much care you put into this and how happy and smiling and-

you almost caught him staring and he turned really quickly to look like he was fiddling with his phone before he looked down at the umbrella and smiled

he opened it up and stepped out into the rain and started home but

he really wanted to see you again

well of course he has to see you again he has to return your umbrella

so he started his plan

meanwhile you sighed as you just looked outside later to find it was still raining but

you did something nice for a stranger and you smiled softly to yourself and pulled up the hood on your black coat, sprinting home

you got sick for a few days lol

one day when you came back into class after being sick, you noticed that there was a coffee there

and you thought it was someone else’s and almost threw it away

but you saw your name on it and just went “???”

you looked around the classroom but no one else was there and you just shrugged

you sat back down and left it at the corner of your desk and that’s when you noticed other writing on it

“I’d give up one of my nine lives for you ❤️”

and you’d be lying if you didn’t blush a bit but you were also confused

and you thought it was a prank so you were wary

you tasted the drink and you were

surprised?

it was your favorite drink?

now things were getting freaky because you don’t have anyone you really told that to so you are wary of it but

well

you aren’t about to turn down a free drink

so you go on with your day

meanwhile

in a certain president’s room

daniel is freaking out to seongwoo

“dude what if she doesn’t like it”

“daniel i work with y/n, she drinks this all the time”

“yes, well, still! she may think it's poisoned or something oh god”

“boi”

and this pattern continued every day, a different line on the cup every time

“im feline fine now that i have seen you.”

“how you feline? cause you purrfect, i’m not kitten!”

and so on

they were honestly, really bad

like cringeworthy vomit bad

but you found them nice nonetheless

you also noticed something weird

usually people steered clear of you in class and tend to sit away from you but

kang daniel is sitting next to you

now you have seen daniel around a lot since elementary and have noticed him of course

who wouldn’t

he was a really kind guy and you may have had a crush on him before

or now

but that isn’t important everyone has a crush on him

you thought you had no chance

so you just ignored it

until he asked you for a pencil

you looked up and saw him smiling and just nodded quietly and handed him one of yours, which was actually bright orange

actually if someone were to look at your stuff, the only things that were really black was your clothing and bag, the rest of the stuff was rather colorful

he beamed and thanked you and you swore you saw buddha right then and there

you had to turn away quickly to hide your blush

you said “your welcome, oppa” and went on with it

meanwhile daniel was blushing himself because he did it! he talked to you!

and wow your voice was really cute

so days went on like that

you got mysterious coffees from someone and daniel kept sitting next to you, asking you various things

you two actually started to talk more

(which surprised people but it wasn’t unwelcome

there were bets being made

aka started by seongwoo

on how long it would take for you two to start dating)

you two talked about favorite breeds of cats and daniel got into discussions with you about drama endings which,,, surprised you because

kang daniel? soft over fight for my way? unheard of

but he was really into it

because he saw you were watching it while waiting for class one day and asked if he could watch with you because he missed the showing last night

it was the start of a beautiful friendship

you two talked about anything and everything and suddenly that dreary morning period didn’t seem so bad anymore

you kind of felt sad when class ended and you had to stop talking to him

little did you know daniel felt the same way and he was thinking of ways to meet with you outside of class because he really

really wants to just

wow he had to stop right where he was in the middle of his council work to realize

he wanted to hold hands with you, hug, and kiss you and just do nice boyfriend-girlfriend things

“oh my god i’m in love”

“it took you two months to realize that?”

seongwoo is so done

so he takes the initiative

one day when you and seongwoo share the shift he brings up a study group for the morning class you two are in

he said since you get really good grades in the class if you could help with it

he begged and promised that he would cover your shifts for a week if you went to one

and if he covered more shifts that meant you could watch more of your drama or play games so

you shrugged and said sure

come saturday night and you are regretting

you are standing outside of seongwoo’s home in your sweatshirt, jeans, and timbs (all black of course) and hair tied back and

why didn’t you stay home to watch shows

you would have taken the shifts because you really didn’t mind them so much but

you sighed because you keep your word on things

so with that you knocked on the door

before you could knock knock twice

i’m sorry that was a really bad pun

seongwoo opened the door with a wide grin and ushered you in

not at all suspicious

and lo and behold

daniel is sitting there on the couch with his book open

he looks up to see who came in and his eyes go wide

so do yours

seongwoo sits you down and he gets out his own books and it's quiet for a while

until you notice daniel struggling with a translation for english and you scooch next to him to help him

“its translated to “carnival” here, so it is asking “have you been to the carnival”.”

and he beams at you and thanks you and you feel yourself blush but

you two continue to work together

seongwoo quietly tiptoes upstairs as you two continue to work

you two end up getting your homework done and soon you are just talking about things and

daniel is smiling so much at you and you are doing the same and it's honestly so nice

he just thought to himself as he heard you talk about the differences between ae-ra and seolhee that

“i really want to kiss you right now.”

“what?”

“oh gosh did i say that out loud?”

and it's really awkward between you two and daniel just sighs and

“well i had wanted to do this a whole different way, maybe with flowers, but...”

you look at him in confusion and he just blushes a bit before smiling at you

“I really like you, y/n, i’ve liked you since elementary school when you stood up for me in front of the bullies who said dancing was for girls, and even more when you gave me your umbrella that rainy day in front of the cafe, and the more i got to know you the more i fell and i started to try to woo you over slowly… so i asked seongwoo what your favorite drink was and got that every morning and i just wanted to talk to you more but didn’t know how and… wow this is a lot i uh… i’m sorry if i made you feel awkward..”

he giggles a bit and hides his face and you just

this man is a child

a cute child

you smile and look down, causing him to look at you in concern as you reply

“i admit… i didn’t think i would be one of those people who want a relationship since i really only know dramas and games well, but… hanging out with you and talking to you made me feel so nice, it's kind of crazy how much i like talking to you? because i thought that since you were really popular you wouldn’t want to talk to me but i… wow this is… haha how do people do this?”

“right?”

you and daniel giggle like the dorks you are and you just stare at eachother and smile

daniel holds out his hand and you take it quietly and you just lean against each other

“I don’t know how these things work but… i want to make this work with you. will you be my girlfriend?”

you smile up at him and his heart is fluttering

“of course, who else would i argue about the heirs with?”

both of you were blushy messes when seongwoo came back down from his “bathroom break”

he was hiding on the staircases holding back sobs of joy at his friend finally getting with you like a proud parent would

“so uh, i take it things went well?”

he asked all cheekily and then you realized

“you set this up on purpose!”

“so i did, well would you look at the time my parents are coming home soon and you all need to get home to sleep, ta ta lovers!”

and he ushers you two out with your stuff and the two of you are left standing there before both of you giggle

“i admit, i kind of want to hit him for setting us up like this but i should also thank him.”

“why?”

“because without him, i don’t think i would have ever been able to confess to you”

there you go red again, and even redder when daniel takes your hand in his and you two start to walk home

daniel just murmurs into your hair as the sun sets in the distance

“you make me feel so high, i’m so crazy.”

extra

(seongwoo sneezed as he felt like something happened

as if someone just stole something from him but he doesn’t know what

he wrinkled his nose before shrugging and going back to his show)

(when you two came to school the next day, there were posters that had “FINALLY!” on the front and it said that you and daniel got together and you both looked at eachother before sighing.

“seongwoo.” “seongwoo.” )

( “wait a minute”

“hm?”

“you still have my umbrella!”

“oh yeah about that--” )

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