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chaeryybomb · 3 years

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pairings: female reader x best friend!jungwon

summary: they told you that these were the golden years, but to you "golden" was a rusting metal spray painted yellow. the story of a seventeen year old trying to survive high school when all you do is try your best. but your best friend jungwon makes it worth the while.

genre: high school au, friends to lovers, fluff, tiny bits of angst if you squint, attempt at humour

featuring: jang wonyoung, kim sunoo & nishimura riki

word count: 4.5k

warnings: reader having a existential crisis most of the time, strong language, mentions of insecurity

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You slumped forward the moment the bell rang, letting your head hit the table. You could care less if a bruise would form on your forehead, you had much bigger things to worry about. Your teacher left the class wordlessly as the class was busy doing their own thing. And by that, everyone was buried nose deep in studying. You lifted your head to see the different books of the same topic scattered on your desk, a yellow highlighter balancing on the edge of your table.

Reaching over to grab the highlighter, you turned your head over to the side to look at your desk mate. Wonyoung sat there looking straight out from a k-drama, with her hair flowing down her back perfectly and her slender nimble fingers moving as she continuously wrote in her notebook. She was smart too, fluent in English and Korean, great at maths and science. And on top of that she was kind and friendly, everyone loved her. You did too, you had the honour of calling her your best friend. But sometimes you felt insecure around her, everything she did looked flawless and there you were just trying your best.

"Ack!" You yelped as you sat up straight, holding your forehead. Wonyoung rolled her eyes at you with a small smile on her lips, she had flicked your forehead to get you out of your thoughts.

Without taking her eyes off the textbook, she tapped your own workbook with her pen. Silently telling you to stop procrastinating. You pouted at her and looked at the clock, 10 minutes before lunch. Maybe a walk to the girl's bathroom would do you some good.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom," you whispered to Wonyoung. She nodded and smiled at you before you walked out.

As you strolled towards the girl's bathroom, you passed by the bulletin board outside your class. A bright blue poster stood out with the words "ENJOY YOUR YOUTH" in white. Scoffing at the message, you continued on your way.

"I'm seventeen now, where's my fucking teenage dream?" You muttered to yourself. You were tired of waiting for your life to end up like a coming of age movie. Everyone told you that these were the golden years and you should enjoy your youth, but you swear to god if you hear another one of those cheesy sayings, you might just cry on the spot.

Reaching over to open the stall door, you halt in your actions when you heard familiar voices talking.

"I'm so worried for finals, my parents are gonna kill me if I fail English again," a girl complained. You hear the sound of tap water running. "How are you so calm during this time, Mirae?'

"What's the use of studying hard anyways," the second girl, Mirae, said. "We all know the top spots are gonna be taken by Jang Wonyoung and Yang Jungwon, I just study enough to pass."

The other girl snorted at her reply. "Imagine if those two got together, the power couple of the year," she suddenly said.

"Poor Y/N then, she's gonna be over shadowed by them."

"As if she already isn't. I almost forgot they were a trio until you mentioned Y/N," the girl laughed.

"What can I say? They're out of her league," Mirae joined in with her laughter.

The two voices faded away as you heard the door closed. Finally pushing the door open, you looked at your reflection. Your eyebrows knitted in annoyance and your face was morphed in a scowl. You washed your hands aggressively and poked the inside of your cheek. What bugged you was that they were right. You were the black sheep between Wonyoung and Jungwon. Both of them were smart and amazing, and you're just…you.

You love your best friends, you truly do. But you were constantly compared to them and you hated it. Everyone wanted them, you watched as guys tripped over to confess to Wonyoung and girls squealing when Jungwon smiled at them. The two of them always reassured you that you weren't beneath them but you were sick of their sympathy. You're so caught up in the news of who likes you and who hates them. You just wished people liked you more.

Storming out of the bathroom, someone accidentally ran into you and caused you to fell onto your butt. The student immediately stood up and scurried off, not bothering to even a mutter an apology. All I did was try my best and this is the thanks I get, you thought bitterly.

They said that these were the golden years, but you wished you could just disappear. God, it's brutal out here.

"Y/N, wait up!" Jungwon called after you.

You stopped in your tracks as you watched Jungwon waved goodbye to some students before jogging towards you.

"You heading to cram school today?" He asked you as the both of you fell into the same walking rhythm.

You shook your head, clasping your hands behind. "I moved it to Thursday instead, Wonyoung said I had to many things on Tuesday," you told him. Originally, you would be heading to the library to study before heading over to the cram school. But Wonyoung took one look at your schedule and decided that you did not had enough breaks, so she managed to convince you to take the Thursday slot instead. Thursdays are one of the days where you would not go to the library.

Jungwon seemed to be disappointed to find out that you had switched slots. Maybe he should changed slots too, but does he have any empty spots open for Thursday though? He'd have to check later. Instead, he coughed and stuffed his hands into his pockets.

"Do you wanna come over later? The new Demon Slayer movie is out," he offered, hoping that you'd accept.

Unfortunately, you once again shook your head. "Sorry Jungwon, I'd want to cram even more later. Finals are really creeping in and I can't afford to waste any time," you told him with a sad smile. As much as you would like to ditch the books and watch Demon Slayer, the glaring C on your last history paper was telling you otherwise.

You stopped walking when you had reached your doorstep. "Thanks for walking me home, Jungwon. See you tomorrow!" and with that you disappeared behind the door.

Jungwon waved goodbye as he watched the door closed. The smile on his face dropped and his shoulder sagged. Jungwon you idiot, of course she would want to study, he scolded himself. With disappointment on his face, he trudged home with a heavy heart.

"Change of plans, guys," he announced as he swung the front door open, unfazed by the fact that Riki and Sunoo were lounging on his coach. He accepted the fact that Sunoo had somehow gotten the keys to his house (suspecting that his mother probably gave it to him due to favouritism or maybe Riki had sneakily made a copy).

Riki's head poked out from the couch. "She rejected you, didn't she," the younger boy said with a smirk.

Jungwon's face ears turned red as he glared at the boy. "No she did not!" He immediately told him. "She rejected the offer to watch the movie, that's different!"

"That's basically rejection, hyung," Riki laughed.

The other boy just glared at him. "Shut up!" he sputtered out before hiking up the stairs.

Sunoo gave Riki a look, to which the Japanese boy just shrugged his shoulders innocently.

Jungwon walked out from the shower, a towel around his neck with one hand running through his damp hair. Sunoo and Riki had left earlier, finally giving him some peace and quiet. His phone screen was flashing from his study table, initiating that someone was spamming him (quite aggressively) with text message. With a raised eyebrow, he picked up his phone

[7:09 pm] wonyoung: JUNGWON

[7:10 pm] wonyoung: WHY DID Y/N JUST MESSAGED ME ABOUT HOMEWORK

[7:10 pm] wonyoung: ISNT SHE WITH YOU

[7:11 pm] wonyoung: I THOUGHT YOU SAID U WERE GONNA WATCH A MOVIE

[7:11 pm] wonyoung: DEMON HUNTER OR SMTG

[7:12 pm] wonyoung: WHY IS SHE ASKING ME FOR HW

[7:12 pm] wonyoung: DID U CHICKEN OUT???

[7:13 pm] wonyoung: omg u chickened out didnt u

[7:14 pm] jungwon: jfc wonyoung

[7:15 pm] jungwon: and no i did not chicken out okay

[7:15 pm] jungwon: she declined

[7:16 pm] jungwon: she said she had to study ;-;

[7:17 pm] wonyoung: omg u suck

[7:17 pm] wonyoung: i told u the movie idea was dumb

[7:18 pm] wonyoung: but do u ever listen to me

[7:18 pm] wonyoung: no

[7:19 pm] wonyoung: and now u suffer the consequences

[7:20 pm] jungwon: yea yea i get it im dumb

[7:20 pm] jungwon: now what's ur solution the great jang wonyoung

[7:21 pm] wonyoung: i am so glad u asked :)

[7:21 pm] jungwon: oh no

[7:21 pm] wonyoung: stfu im giving u a better idea

[7:22 pm] wonyoung: a n y w a y s

[7:22 pm] wonyoung: my ynradar is going off and she's s a d

[7:23 pm] jungwon: how would u know

[7:23 pm] jungwon: she seemed fine today

[7:23 pm] wonyoung: stfu jungwon its best friend things u wont understand

[7:24 pm] jungwon: i-

[7:25 pm] wonyoung: and as her future bf u SHOULD start to train ur ynradar

[7:25 pm] wonyoung: anw its exam season stoopid

[7:26 pm] wonyoung: and its when those kids start to talk abt how the both of us are gonna get top scores

[7:26 pm] wonyoung: and they talk down on y/n while doing so

[7:26 pm] wonyoung: assholes

[7:27 pm] wonyoung: so i propose to u

[7:27 pm] wonyoung: a ✨ study date ✨

[7:28 pm] jungwon: i

[7:29 pm] jungwon: that's

[7:29 pm] jungwon: actually not a bad idea

[7:30 pm] wonyoung: obv i came up with it

[7:31 pm] jungwon: can u not

[7:31 pm] wonyoung: anw a study date

[7:32 pm] wonyoung: she's struggling in maths

[7:33 pm] wonyoung: specifically taxes because she said and i quote

[7:34 pm] wonyoung: "why do we have to do taxes when we pay people to do it for us"

[7:34 pm] wonyoung: so pls help her and try to cheer her up

[7:35 pm] wonyoung: and confess coward

[7:36 pm] jungwon: i make no promises for the last one

[7:36 pm] wonyoung: aFTER EVERYTHING I JUST SAID

[7:37 pm] jungwon: what if she rejects me wonyoung

[7:38 pm] wonyoung: WE'VE HAD THIS CONVERSATION A LOT OF TIMES JUNGWON

[7:38 pm] wonyoung: SHE LIKES U BUT SHES TOO DUMB TO REALISE

[7:39 pm] jungwon: sigh

[7:40 pm] jungwon: fine i'll try thanks wonyoung

[7:41 pm] wonyoung: np i expect y'all to be a couple by next monday <3

[7:41 pm] jungwon: i-

Sighing for the nth time of the night, Jungwon sat on his bed. He allowed the towel to slipped off his shoulders as his thumb hovered over your chat icon. Truth be told, he always thought his crush on you was unrequited love. You never showed any signs of returning of feelings so he thought he would just ignore the feeling until it was gone.

But oh boy was he wrong, because he didn't knew that he would be spending his high school years by your side. And now you occupy his mind 24/7. Wonyoung could literally tell that he was in love with you, but somehow you never caught on. He allowed Sunoo and Riki to convince him to do the whole "movie date idea", but that failed. So Wonyoung's suggestion was his only option left.

He typed out the message, ready to send it out. If only he could just press the button. Come on Yang Jungwon, you can do this. Just press the damn button Jungwon. Suddenly his phone pinged loudly, scaring the lights out of the poor boy as he yelped and his phone landed with a thud on the ground. He peered over his bed, as if his phone was a ticking bomb.

Oh, it was a message from you.

[8:01 pm] y/n: hey do u know where wonyoung is

[8:01 pm] y/n: she isn't answering my texts

Oh no. He realised that your chat was open, the two ticks indicated that he had (unintentionally) read the message. He couldn't just leave you on read. That's just evil. Scrambling to get his phone, he immediately typed a reply to cover for the other girl.

[8:02 pm] jungwon: sorry i don't :/

[8:02 pm] jungwon: what do u need her for

[8:03 pm] y/n: mf was supposed to teach me a maths question but she left me on rEAD

This was his chance! It was the perfect opportunity for him to score a date with you. Okay, breathe in breath out Jungwon. Don't mess it up and just ask her, he mentally prepared himself.

[8:04 pm] jungwon: oh i could help you if you want

[8:04 pm] jungwon: yk with finals coming up and everything, i can help you study

[8:05 pm] jungwon: if you want of course

[8:05 pm] y/n: omg srsly??

[8:06 pm] jungwon: pls help me study my braincells are literally dying

[8:07 pm] jungwon: jdsjkda okay how about this saturday at your place?

[8:08 pm] y/n: yeah sure

[8:08 pm] jungwon: cool its a date then!

You blinked at Jungwon's message. A date? Wait, did Yang Jungwon just indirectly asked you out? Nah, nah. You were overthinking it. Yes, definitely overthinking. Don't kid yourself, why would Jungwon ask you out on a date? Jungwon is just a friend, you tried to convince yourself.

Keyword: tried.

If he really was just a friend, then why did it felt like butterflies were in your stomach when he said "it was a date"? Then why did you frowned when those girls said that Wonyoung and Jungwon would make a good couple?

Oh god, do you have feelings for your best friend?

Saturday came faster than you would have liked it to. Ever since that last chat with Jungwon, it gave you the sudden realisation that you did in fact had feelings for your best friend. You tried so hard to avoid him in school because you don't want the butterflies back in your stomach. It was basically confirming the fact that you like him. Well, avoiding him also confirmed the fact but you choose to be in denial about it.

You didn't tell Wonyoung about your study date but lately she's been sending you outfit ideas on Pinterest. Specifically, date outftis. And whenever you tried to ask her a question about school, she brushed you off with a random excuse. So it left you no choice but to save those questions for Jungwon.

Speaking of Jungwon, he had texted you 10 minutes ago that he was on the way. You were standing in the middle of your room with your hands on your hips. Both of your parents were out for the day, which left you alone at home. You had taken out the low table to be used later and it was currently in front of you. Colourful workbooks were neatly stacked on top of it.

You did a 360 turn around your room. Was it messy? You cleaned it this morning when you woke up. Did you had any clothes out? No, doesn't look like it. For some reason, you were a nervous wreck. You blamed Jungwon. He just had to call this a date, didn't he.

Should you change? Maybe you should finally look through all those pins Wonyoung sent. Wait, no, why would you have to change into something nice. Jungwon was here to help you study, just that.

Yeah, a study date, your mind emphasised on the word.

The sound of the doorbell pulled you out from your thoughts. You immediately went to open the door. Yang Jungwon stood there on the other side, with his signature smile. Had he always resembled a sheep? He just looked so fluffy.

"Hey!" You greeted him with a smile, internally wincing at your way-too-enthusiastic voice.

But Jungwon didn't seem to mind it. "Hey!" he greeted back.

You moved to the side to let him in. "Thank you for having me," he said as he bowed then proceeded to remove his shoes.

"Uh, do you want anything? Water?" You asked him.

He shook his head.

"Ah, cool. Let's head to my room," you started to walk back to your room.

"Where are your parents?" He asked.

"Out," you simply replied.

That was when it dawned upon you, that your parents were not home. Leaving you and Jungwon, alone. Together. In your room. Alone. With the boy you potentially have a crush on.

"Y/N?" Jungwon tapped on your shoulder. You had stopped walking when you were suddenly washed over by your thoughts. Snapping out of it, you sent him a small smile before opening the room to your door.

The both of you shuffled into your bedroom, you sat down in front of the low table while Jungwon settled down next to you. He moved to take out his books then turned to you. "How about we do some studying and if you have any questions, you can ask me okay?" He said.

You nodded and flipped your own workbook open, immediately starting to work on the first question. Jungwon copied your action and a comfortable silence engulfed the both of you. As the time passed, you found yourself stuck on a certain maths question.

You slightly turned your head to the side to look at Jungwon. He was concentrated at doing his work, you felt a sense of deja vu while looking at him. He resembled Wonyoung when she was studying. At the thought of Wonyoung, you suddenly thought of what those girls said at the bathroom.

They would make a good couple, wouldn't they, you thought. The power couple of the year.

The butterflies in your stomach faded away into an uncomfortable feeling. Just the idea of them getting together already made you sick. You bit the inside of your cheek, you really did had feelings for him. And now it scared you because what if he doesn't feel the same. You made a mental note to consult with Wonyoung later, at least you hope that you'll allow yourself to tell her.

Jungwon must've noticed you staring and gently tapped your head with his pencil. A contrast to when Wonyoung painfully flicked your forehead.

"What's wrong? Are you stuck on a question?" He asked.

You leaned back a bit at the sudden action. You were so deep in your insecurities that you had totally forgotten about the literal problem sitting in front of you. Yet you couldn't even bother to ask him so you just shook your head. "I'm gonna get something to drink," you said instead.

Jungwon watched as you stood up, then decided to follow you as well. "I'll come along."

The boy joined you in the kitchen, perched on one of the island stools as you grabbed a can of soda from the fridge. He studied your movement as you worked around the kitchen. Your features were neutral, you weren't smiling nor frowning. But he could tell that your shoulders were tensed. Wonyoung was right, you did seem down. And he cursed himself for not noticing earlier.

"You okay?" His question made you stopped in a mid-pour stance, the can of soda was tilted but not enough for the contents to be poured out.

You brushed his question off and poured the drink into the cup. "Yeah," you hummed.

Unconvinced by your answer, he pried more. "You know you shouldn't care about what they say, right?"

You furrowed your eyebrows at him, pretending like you didn't understand where he was coming from.

"You're not below us, you know that right?"

You couldn't help but scoffed at his words. Jungwon's lips tugged downwards "I'm being serious here, Y/N," his tone was stern. "You shouldn't listen to what they say. You're more than just-"

The sound of the can being slammed down shuts him up. Your fingers tightened around the can as you looked at him. You didn't had the energy to hear him preach the same old "Don't Listen To Them" speech. You don't need his pity.

"I don't want to hear it, Yang Jungwon," you said through gritted teeth. Not sparing him another glance, you threw the empty can into the trash as you grabbed your glass.

As you walked past Jungwon, he suddenly reached out and held onto your forearm. "Y/N," he said softly. "Please tell me what's wrong."

You sighed and slowly turn around to face him, placing the glass back on the counter. You took in a deep breath before you opened your mouth. "I feel like I'm not enough," you finally said. "Everything I do just doesn't seem enough. All I'm doing is my best but it's just crushing my ego because everyone is telling me that you're better than me."

"I feel like no one wants me and I hate the way I'm perceived. It's always poor Y/N this and poor Y/N that's because everyone just sees me as your shadow and I fucking hate it. I only have two real friends," you gestured wildly. "And lately I'm a nervous wreck cause I keep comparing myself to the two of you. I'm not cool and I'm not smart, and I can't even parallel park!" You threw your hands up in frustration, the feelings you kept inside were pouring out like a waterfall.

Jungwon just stood there as he listened tentatively to every word. He didn't knew that you felt this way, bottling up all your emotions like that.

"And I'm so tired of people telling me to enjoy my youth and that these are the golden years. I might just fucking cry if I hear those words again," you finished ranting. It felt good, it felt like a weight on your heart has been lifted. Then you remembered that you just dumped all of it on Jungwon.

You opened your mouth to apologise to him but he surprised you by pulling him into his arms. At first you were standing stiffly at the sudden contact, but it took a millisecond for you to melt in his embrace. His arms were gently around your back and you returned the hug by wrapping your arms around his torso. The two of you stay in that position for awhile, relishing in each other's embrace. You definitely needed this hug.

Tightening your hold on Jungwon, you realised how important he was to you. He was your best friend and he was always there for you. It was stupid of you to compare yourself to him, when all he did was tried his best for you. The taller boy chuckled when he felt you rubbed your face into his shoulder, he involuntarily released a contented sigh. You felt one of his hands stroked your hair, it felt comforting. That action itself was enough for the butterflies to slowly settled back in you.

After a while, both of you finally (unwillingly) released each other. He pushed a strand of hair behind your ears and said, "You're wrong by the way." Which made you tilt your head in genuine confusion.

"You are cool and you are smart. You're like the coolest person I know. And no one thinks of you as our shadow, you don't hear it but I've always hear the juniors praising you for helping them and how enthusiastic you are," the way he delivered his words was filled with pure awe for you.

"And who cares if you can't parallel park. You didn't hear it from but Jay hyung failed his drivers test three times just because he couldn't parallel park," and that got a laugh out from you. Jungwon smiled proudly that he managed to make you laugh. "And you're wrong when you said no one wants you. I want you."

You blinked once, twice and thrice. He wanted you? "You're just saying that cause you're my best friend," you replied.

"No," he firmly said. "I like you, Y/N."

(Jungwon doesn't know where he got this sudden surge of confidence, but the mood was the perfect time for him to confess. It was a one time chance and he had to take it.)

You chuckled. "I like you too, Jungwon. We are friends aren't we?"

"No, Y/N. I like you. More than friends."

"Oh." Oh.

"Yeah," he scratched the back of neck awkwardly. Oh no, did you not feel the same way?

While you on the other hand, were malfunctioning on the inside. Your best friend just confessed to you and you were frozen on the spot. Why couldn't he had done it over text instead. If he had done it over text, then you could've left the message unread and you could've spammed Wonyoung for help. But the thing is that it wasn't over text and you couldn't just tell him to wait here while you panicked to Wonyoung in your bathroom.

Yang Jungwon likes you. And you like him too, right? Because if you didn't, your cheeks won't be heating up right now and your heart would have not be beating rapidly like it was going to break your rib cage any second. If you didn't like him, there would have never been butterflies in your stomach. Yeah. You like Yang Jungwon, you like him a lot.

"Me too," you whispered, it was soft but it was enough for him to pick it up. Jungwon eyes snapped to you, doe eyed filled with hope. "I like you, too," you said, this time louder. And you made sure you looked him in the eye when you confessed.

You watched as Jungwon's mouth morphed into a big grin. He let out a sigh of relief and dropped to his knees, surprising you. "Jungwon!" you squeaked, bending down to help him.

"I'm fine! I'm fine," he assured you as he stood up with your help. The grin on his face was still there. "It's just that … you like me," he breathed out. "You like me back, wow. I-I can't believe it."

Your face was definitely burning with embarrassment. You punched him lightly on the shoulder, turning away to hide your face. "Believe it, you dork. I like you, okay!" Somehow his grin was able to grew wider at your words, Gently, he took your hand in his.

"How about we stop this study date, and I'll take you out on real date?"

a/n: thank you so much for reading this <3

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chokememrstark · 6 years

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The Soulmate Sam Never Asked For // Part 3

Ship: Samifer (Sam Winchester / Lucifer)

Words: 2987 (Chapter 3 / 12)

Fic Summary: After a surprisingly decent Thanksgiving with his brother, Sam finds himself back in Stanford and hoping the strange feeling he had for the last week will go away again soon. Lucifer, whom he blames indirectly for his unpleasant situation, acts extremely cold suddenly, however, and things don't get better when Sam runs into the other in the restrooms suddenly. This unexpected encounter turns into more than an awkward situation, though, and Sam doesn't really know what to think of it.

college!AU, human!AU, soulmates!AU, dysfunctional families, abusive parents, dramatic romance, or romantic drama, your choice, big brother!Lucifer, soulmates hating each other, referenced alcoholism, death and abuse, some violence, and lots of feels, fluff and cuteness, some drama but not too much, lots of bickering, and two damn stubborn soulmates (!!)

Note: My lovely beta reader @brieflymaximumprincess called this a rom-com and even though I don’t believe it is, in my eyes, it does have certain elements of it. This is not the angst you know from me, not at all.

Yes, there is some drama, but there is also a lot of sweet and cute moments, much more than the dramatic ones. I guess you could say I accidentally wrote cute fluff? Because it was not intended, but here we are.

This fic is already completed and will be posted by the regular schedule from now on: Thuesday, Thursday and Saturday! So, enjoy ♥

Tagging: @shebahda @sassysupernaturalsweetheart @spnyoucantkeepmedown @brieflymaximumprincess @multifandomhcsforinsanity @etysky @justasmalltownsuperwholock @humongouscandycoffee @blakechaos08 @daddycasstiel

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The weeks until Thanksgiving went by rather fast and when there were only a few days left, Sam decided spontaneously that he would go back home and called Dean to pick him up. Not that he couldn’t drive, but he never got a car himself and his brother didn’t mind doing him the favor. In fact he was actually happy about Sam’s decision because he wouldn’t be alone with their dad. What Lucifer would do wasn’t really of Sam’s concern, though he wondered if his absence would cause those annoying effects to come back. Maybe it would turn out to have no effect at all and he could go back to his normal life, who knew?

Being back home turned out to be much worse than Sam had anticipated. The only reason he didn’t catch a taxi back to campus the first evening was Dean and the fact that the brothers had the days mostly for themselves. They visited some of Sam’s old friends and visited Dean’s roommates, which made for an overall nice time while they were away from their dad. The older one of Dean’s roommates was clearly a womanizer, the other a bit awkward and quiet, but they were really nice guys and Sam enjoyed those visits a lot. He found it kind of amusing how Dean acted around the younger brother - he clearly liked him, but refused to admit it.

Thanksgiving itself was a total disaster, as their dad once again drunk-raged about Sam wasting his life and his fortune and how all he was doing in his life was sucking the soul out of people. Luckily, around nine in the evening, their old man passed out drunk on the couch and Sam managed to enjoy the rest of the evening with Dean and a few beers. They had a lot to catch up on after all and it was much easier when he wasn’t verbally attacked by his dad.

Most of the time he was home, Sam felt a little lost though. Despite the fun he had - and sometimes the not so pleasant things - something just didn’t seem to be right. He blamed it on the fact that he had decided to come without planning much, but deep down he knew it wasn’t that. He was too far away from Lucifer and his body didn’t like it. Still, there was nothing he could do about this fact at the moment, so he tried his best to distract himself enough to not think about it too much.

When Dean drove him back Sam was almost sad to leave. Sure, home wasn’t a very warm and welcoming place for him at any given point, but for some reason it had still been a good time with much less pressure. He consoled himself with the fact that he would be back soon enough, during Christmas, and that what he was doing right now would lead to a better life in the future, which made saying goodbye to his brother a bit easier at least.

Sam used the last day he had left before classes started again to go over his notes again, mentally preparing himself for the next days. Part of him wished that Lucifer wouldn’t show up the next day, but the part that made his thoughts go back to the blond all the time was much stronger sadly. He hated how little control he actually had over this, but he was not ready to let it dictate anything if he was able to prevent it somehow. If there was any possibility, no matter how small, to not fall into this soulmate trap that would ultimately ruin his life, Sam would fight against it.

To start the week off perfectly, Sam nearly overslept and made it to class the last second. He rushed to his seat and avoided the professor’s eyes going over his students, but he couldn’t stop himself from a side-glance at Lucifer, who was already sitting on his seat. Today he wore a big black hoodie, not the biker jacket he usually had on, with the hood over his head and big sunglasses covering his eyes. Something else was different about him too, which was the swollen lip with a big red cut where Sam was used to seeing a piercing.

Before Sam could even fully take in how horrible Lucifer looked, however, he heard the strict and angry voice of their professor and almost flinched.

“Mister Milton! No sunglasses in my class, you should know that by now!” The whole room was silent and Sam was sure all eyes around them were directed at Lucifer at this point. “Loose them this second or you can walk right out again!”

Lucifer showed his disapproval by puffing through his nose, but still followed the professor’s instructions to take them off. Sam’s jaw dropped and a few people around them actually hissed when Lucifer revealed his face, but the blond quickly made them turn back around with a single glare. The whole left side of Lucifer’s face was swollen and covered with bruises and he had the worst black eye Sam had ever seen. It was extremely dark and painful to even look at.

“Damn, you look awful. What happened?” Sam asked before he could stop himself. Lucifer turned his head and gave him the same pissed off glare and he wished he would have just shut his mouth immediately.

“Why the hell would you give a shit?” Lucifer snarled and slammed the sunglasses onto the table.

“Sorry, I was just asking,” Sam quickly said and raised his hands a little in defense. “No need to get all pissed.”

“Not that it’s any of your business, but I got into a bar fight,” Lucifer said without much cogency and glared daggers through Sam. “Satisfied?”

“Yeah, s-sure,” Sam mumbled and turned away from Lucifer, blushing slightly. Damn, he didn’t know such a simple question would make the other so angry, but apparently he was in a really shitty mood. Sam decided to just keep his mouth closed from now on to not cause any further argument and tried paying attention to the professor.

This was without a doubt the most awkward lecture of Sam’s life so far. He didn’t react well to Lucifer being so obviously angry and grumpy, it made him nervous and jumpy, and he just couldn’t stop glancing over to see if he was about to go off or not. It was a huge relief when they were finally dismissed; Sam had never fled from a class that fast before. He actually needed a moment to calm himself down after escaping Lucifer’s presence, which was how bad it really felt.

After his next class, which was less mentally challenging than the first, Sam had an hour to himself because a teacher had gotten sick and he used it for a long, quiet meal. When he went to the toilet after that he got another weird surprise; he wasn’t alone and had the worst company imaginable. Lucifer stood in front of the mirrors when he walked in and cussed vulgarly and loud, which actually startled Sam enough to freeze next to the door.

“Fucking hell,” Lucifer hissed when Sam finally peeked around the corner to actually see him. He was doing something with his face that Sam couldn’t really see, but it was clear that it wasn’t fun at all. “Son of a bitch, stop fucking bleeding already!”

Summoning all his willpower, Sam took a deep breath and stepped forward and into Lucifer’s view. The blond immediately squinted his eyes and stared at him through the mirror, his expression anything but friendly.

“What do you want?” he growled dangerously.

“Taking a piss if that’s allowed,” Sam scoffed and walked past Lucifer in a hopefully confident way. “I’m not stalking you, don’t worry.”

“You better not,” Lucifer grunted. “Just hurry and leave me alone.”

“Yeah, whatever.”

Sam took unusually long to relieve himself, maybe because the atmosphere was so tense, but eventually managed to get done and walked over to the sink to wash his hands.

“May I?”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake!” Lucifer hissed again and stepped away from the sink with a furious face, throwing his hands up in frustration. “Hurry, will you? I’ve got something to do!”

Sam frowned when he saw the pile of bloody paper towels in the basket next to the sink and the streaks of what surely was blood too inside of it. Whatever Lucifer was doing, it looked bad. He washed his hands as fast as possible, but didn’t move away from the sink just yet. He knew it was probably the worst thing to do at this point, but he felt bad for just leaving the other like this.

“Want me to take a look at what you’re dealing with?” Sam suggested in the most calm and friendly way possible, to which Lucifer glared at him through the room.

“What are you, a doctor?” the blond huffed annoyed. “What do you even want from me?”

“Well, you’re bleeding and can’t stop it obviously,” Sam shrugged and pointed at the basket full of bloody towels. “I’m just offering my help, that’s all.”

“And why the hell would you do that?” Lucifer stomped over and Sam could finally see what was actually going on. It didn’t look good at all. Lucifer’s lip was bleeding badly, apparently somehow the cut had ripped open again and even now that he stood in front of him the blood dropped on his chin and on the floor. Now he noticed the cut on his eyebrow too, which was bleeding into his black eye that he pressed close.

“Damn,” Sam hissed and unshouldered his backpack. “Look, I know we’re not friends but you can’t walk around like that. You’ll scare everyone to death and I doubt it feels very nice.”

The brunet searched in his backpack until he found a box and pulled it out before dropping the backpack. He looked at Lucifer again for a moment, then opened the box and placed it on the sink.

“It won’t take long,” he mumbled and took a bottle out of the box. “Just let me help you, alright? Not that anyone calls the police or something.”

“Fine,” Lucifer groaned and licked the blood off his lip almost annoyed. Sam cringed at that, but didn’t say anything. “Just hurry, I need to get to class again soon.”

Sam nodded and grabbed a new paper towel on which he poured some of the liquid on.

“This is gonna hurt, but try not to move or punch me. I need to put this on or your lip will get infected and you don’t want that, trust me.”

Lucifer just looked at him, which Sam took as him understanding and continued his work. When he pressed the towel onto Lucifer’s face he could see the blond tense up immediately, but there was no flinching or punching - not even a word coming from him.

“Alright, hold this on for a moment, will you? And lean your head forward.” Sam said and waited for Lucifer to do so before taking his hands away. “I don’t think it needs to be sewn, but if it keeps ripping open it won’t heal. You didn’t keep those towels on for long, right?”

“Not really,” Lucifer mumbled and Sam nodded.

“Give it a few minutes, the pressure will stop the bleeding,” Sam explained. “I have some antiseptic balm here I can give you, put that on twice a day and it’ll heal within a week.”

“You’re good with this,” Lucifer admitted, not without a hint of surprise in his voice.

“Thanks,” Sam laughed and got another paper towel. “I had an epileptic friend as a kid and when he had a seizure he often fell and hurt himself. It got better, but I learned to treat small wounds because of him. Pretty helpful.”

“Not bad,” Lucifer huffed.

“Okay, let me see your eye now,” Sam lifted Lucifer’s head up a little by the chin, earning another of those cold glares. “You just press on your lip, don’t remove it yet.”

Sam carefully cleaned the blood from Lucifer’s black eye, though not without hearing the blond hiss from time to time because even the slightest touch to his skin. Once he had disinfected the cut through Lucifer’s eyebrow, which was pretty deep from what he saw, Sam pressed a clean towel onto it as well and smiled weakly.

“Not as bad as your lip,” he said reassuringly. “But I don’t wanna see the other guy if you look like this. Is he still alive or…?”

Lucifer looked at Sam for a long moment with the same estimating and piercing glare, as if he wanted to intimidate him, but suddenly his expression changed and he looked more ashamed than angry.

“You’ll find out anyways, but if you tell anyone about this or what I’m about to say you’re dead, understood?”

“Yeah, sure?” Sam was very confused now. Of course this was the most he ever talked to Lucifer, but he had not seen this behavior yet.

“It wasn’t a bar fight, my dad kind of lost his shit on me yesterday.”

Sam didn’t know what to say or if Lucifer was kidding him or not, so he just stared at the blond while holding the paper towel to his face like a complete idiot.

“Didn’t see that one coming, huh?” Lucifer said after a minute of Sam staring at him like a weirdo, actually cracking a smirk where he didn’t hold his lip.

“It’s… unexpected,” Sam admitted, managing to return the smirk partially. “So, no murder? You didn’t beat anyone to death and will be arrested soon?”

“You’d like that, wouldn't you?” Lucifer huffed. “Hate to disappoint you, but no. We had an argument, one thing led to the other and next thing I know is that I’ve got his fist in my face.”

“Damn, what an ass,” Sam hissed sympathetic.

“Yeah, but it’s fine,” Lucifer shrugged almost amused. “I’m used to it and I don’t mind taking the beatings. Better me than someone else.”

“Your mom?”

“My brothers.”

Sam’s chest stung at those words, he couldn’t help it. Imagining Lucifer, the cold and rude punk that never had a nice word for anyone, as someone who got beaten up regularly was hard, but imagining him taking those beatings for his brothers was actually very sad in Sam’s eyes.

“How old are they?” Sam asked while taking the towel from Lucifer’s eyes to distract himself from just staring at him all the time. The wound looked much better, so he got the antiseptic balm from his first aid box and put it next to it on the sink.

“Six and ten,” Lucifer smiled weakly. Sam had never heard this tone in his voice and it made him realize how little he actually knew about his supposed soulmate.

“So, you’re the big brother?”

“Looks like it,” Lucifer shrugged. “I’m not the oldest, that bastard left years ago, but I can distract our dad from them, so that’s what I do.”

Sam felt horrible imagining this. He stayed silent while carefully taking Lucifer’s hand away from the towel on his lip to examine it, fearing that whatever he might say would come across as rude or cold. He was pretty shocked and had no idea how to feel about this situation or about Lucifer telling him that in the first place.

“He hates me so much, it’s easy to do,” Lucifer continued, almost proud. “No matter what I do, you can see the hate boil up in his eyes.”

“That sounds horrible,” Sam said and stopped himself from biting his lip from feeling so uncomfortable and bad.

“Maybe, but it’s better when I’m there, you know?” Lucifer answered and carefully tapped against his lip. It had stopped bleeding by now and he looked a little relieved. “I missed two years of college because one of my brothers got sick and he didn’t give a damn, but I don’t mind. He’s a shitty father and I gladly dropped out for that.”

“So, that’s why I didn’t see you around last year.” Sam was surprised, but kind of touched somehow too. That was actually a very nice and caring thing he did not expect from Lucifer. “Is your brother alright now?”

“Yeah, luckily,” Lucifer smiled sadly. “He had a few close calls and was in the hospital for quite a while, but he recovered. Now he’s back in school and I can continue studying.”

“That’s good,” Sam sighed in relief and nodded. “I’m glad he recovered.”

“Thanks,” Lucifer sighed and pushed himself away from the sink finally. “And thanks for helping me with this mess. What I said earlier still stands though, tell anyone about what happened here or what I said and I’ll end you.”

Back to his old self within a heartbeat, why was Sam even surprised?

“I’m not that kind of asshole, but thanks for the warning,” Sam huffed and crossed his arms in front of his chest with a frown.

“Just so we’re clear,” Lucifer informed Sam with the same cold attitude the other was used to from him by now. “This doesn’t change anything.”

“I hope not,” Sam shot back just as cold. He grabbed the first aid box, brushing against the balm that rolled into the sink and walked out without looking back or grabbing the balm.

As he stomped over to his next class he wondered why he had suddenly felt so bad for Lucifer, after all he was still the same rude asshole he knew by now. And yet, something inside of him knew that this would change something, whether he liked it or not. For some unknown reason Lucifer had opened up to him about his life and he was sure that this wasn’t something he consciously decided to do.

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