DO or NOT (M)
“Come on, I’ll be a good boyfriend, I promise” he got up and reached his hand for you
“What are you doing?” you look at his hands, then at his face.
"Let's fix your mess, baby" he smiled proudly.
→ Pairing: Wooseok x Female Reader
→ Genre: Smut; Fluff; To All The Boys I've Loved Before AU
→ Words: 9.7K
→ A/n: Look at that word count, guys! We are so happy to finally put this story out there for you guys, we hope you all like it! Thank you for your kindness and patient, and special thanks to the non who requested this story!
It was all a misunderstanding, yet you felt like you could never leave your room ever again. It was your dream to get into art school and finish your major in fine arts with honors, and right now you felt like you had ruined it forever.
It started with a literature class project, in which you had to explore the genre of letters, and you combined it with your passion for romance novels, and you took a little inspiration from your real life. You wrote letters for every boy you’ve ever had a crush on since college started. It wasn’t necessarily big crushes - Jinho from the school choir, for example, you just find it beautiful when he sings his solos; or Changgu from the Swimming team, that is just stupidly hot. They didn’t necessarily mean you had feelings for those boys, you actually exaggerated most of them for the purpose of the assignment. They were just romanticized words to sound like something out of a Jane Austen Novel.
You had no problem doing the project, you actually enjoyed sitting alone for hours fantasizing about different romantic scenarios, but you were very grounded about all of that. The real problem was that somehow the letters, meant to only be seen by your professor, ended up mixed with your actual mail, and they were delivered to each boy you had addressed the letter to.
That was it, that was the end of you.
The real problem was when your ex-boyfriend Hongseok showed up with the distinguished turquoise envelope in hand, waiting for you before your first class started. You spotted the letter in his hand as soon as you saw him, and you wanted to run away as fast as you could.
Luckily, you had seen him before he saw you, and you just wanted to take the opportunity to flee, however, skipping class was absolutely no deal when this lecture was very important for the midterms, and the teacher had warned it beforehand. You couldn’t risk your graduation with honors over ex-boyfriend problems. Your mind was racing at a thousand miles per hour, and the best plan you could come up with was to hide in the restroom until he left, and get in the class just a few minutes late.
You turned around abruptly, intending to leave as fast as you could, but you failed to give the first step, instead of bumping into someone and sending your books to the floor with a loud thump. So much for not wanting to drag Hongseok’s attention, you thought. His eyes were on you, and he was about to walk towards you.
In panic mode, you grabbed the boy you have bumped into and told him loud enough for everyone around to hear
“Finally, baby!” your voice was ridiculously high pitched “there you are, I was about to walk into class without you, the professor is waiting!” you planted a peck on his lips, lingering it enough for hopefully Hongseok to see it.
Wooseok widened his eyes at your very off-character actions. After the kiss, you hugged him and whispered in his ear.
“Please, play along” you sounded desperate
Wooseok was a guy you met in your first year of art school. You met at a party and eventually stumbled onto each other again around campus. And yes, Wooseok was a recipient of one of your letters, but in the fight or flight situation, it was better to deal with him than with an ex.
“Let’s go, baby ” he complied, smirking at the fake pet name, and holding your waist as you walked into class together.
Hongseok, who had watched everything, stood still in his place, swallowing thickly when you walked past him in Wooseok’s arm, acknowledging him only with an impersonal nod.
You released yourself from Wooseok’s embrace and rushed to your seat, throwing yourself in the chair with a sigh of relief.
“So, Y/N, I got your letter” Wooseok approached swiftly, being all his flirty self, taking a seat beside you.
“Don’t flatter yourself, it’s not real” You rolled your eyes.
Wooseok is full of it.
“Yeah, sure. Don’t be embarrassed, everyone has a crush on me” he said proudly. “Plus, you just kissed me, that was real af.”
You didn’t even respond, opting instead for paying attention in the lecture and taking notes.
“I’ll explain better later, ok? I’m busy now.” You finally said when he didn’t stop staring at you.
He was annoyed at the lack of attention he was getting, and at first, you didn’t get why he was raising his hand
“Excuse me, professor, I’m so sorry to interrupt, but she’s not feeling well, can I take her to the infirmary?”
Your eyes widened when you saw him pointing at you. The whole class turned around to look at you, and your face was immediately red.
“What are you doing?!” you whispered to him.
“Making sure you’re not busy.” he whispered back.
The professor allowed - this boy got everything he wanted, you swear - on the condition that you would have to get the notes with someone later to catch up.
You silently left the room, with him following close behind. You made sure you were distant enough from the classroom before turning around to talk to Wooseok
“I can’t believe you did this!”
“At least now we can talk” he shrugged and opened a charming smile. “Don’t worry, I’ll ask someone later for the notes, you know he’s a nerd.”
Wooseok has always been the popular kid, knows everyone, and gets everything he wants. To be fair, he had all the charm and charisma for it, and it was easy to fall into his spell. Overall he was a nice person, just too cocky sometimes. He ended up being the subject of one of your letters because he had once helped you with a photography class. He is a music major and sometimes he performs at local bars and clubs for the rap scene, and he told you that you could photograph his performances. You scored a 10 and owed him forever, and in the end, you just had to admit that seeing him performing his own songs with so much presence and passion got you a tiny crush.
But it was nothing more than that, just a momentaneous crush, that ended as fast as it began.
Wooseok pulled out of his pocket your letter, the unmistakable golden ink in your calligraphy sparkling in the hallway lights. He waved it around and wiggled his eyebrows.
“Give that back!” you jumped at him, trying to snatch the letter from his hands.
He easily dodged you, lifting his arm and making it impossible for you to reach it.
“Ah-ah” he stopped you “first you have to admit you have a crush on me.”
“I have shit for you, Jung Wooseok” you couldn’t help but roll your eyes again.
“It’s not what you wrote here.” He smirked again.
“I’ll explain that to you, okay?” you admit defeat, sighing in annoyance this time “just not here, where someone may hear it and laugh at my misery.”
Wooseok chuckled, but complied, following you to the front yard and sitting down on a bench. The campus was empty, most students busy with their classes, so the peace and quiet were rather enjoyable. What was not pleasant is having to explain all the romantic words directed to the boy in front of you.
You were straightforward and told him about the lit class project, and about you finding him attractive after watching him perform.
“But that’s just it” you finished “it was just all drama and poetry for class, that’s all.”
Wooseok, who had listened to you rant suspiciously quietly, just nodded, but you could tell something was still on his mind.
“That doesn’t explain why you jumped me in the hall.” his lips curved wickedly.
You sighed one more time, laughing to yourself at how it was becoming your signature movement.
“Do you know Yang Hongseok?” you asked
“Yeah, we share a few classes.” he nodded
“And do you know he’s my ex?” your voice died down in embarrassment.
“I do, I remember seeing you two around together.” he shrugged.
“He got a letter,” you admitted as fast as you could, just to get this over with.
Wooseok busted out laughing, his loud voice echoing through the empty place.
“You, Y/F/N, are the dumbest person I’ve ever met.” he cleaned a few tears in the corner of his eyes. Without thinking twice, you punched his arm. “Ouch! That hurts!”
“Don’t make fun of me! That’s really embarrassing!” you groaned and hid your face in your palms
“Come on, you gotta admit it’s funny” he patted your back to comfort you, but his giggles were far from soothing. “Who else got a letter?”
“So many people, I hate myself.” you muffled your words against your hand.
“Who? I can help you find them and make everything clear. I can even pretend to be your boyfriend again, so they don’t think you’re in love with them.”
“Ok, fine” you sat up straight, but not having the guts to look at him while you spilled your most embarrassing secrets. “There’s Adachi Yuto, from the baseball team.”
“Okay, that’s easy, he lives with me. Who else?”
“The President of The School Council?! You’re such a dork”
“Yan An and Ko Shinwon, but they are my best friends."
"I'm gonna pretend that's not weird but ok" he shrugged "it will be easy to clear things up, then"
"Yeo Changgu, Kang Hyunggu, and Jo Jinho” you said it in one breath, mumbling through your teeth
Wooseok’s eyes widened, and he blinked in silence for a couple of seconds, processing the information dump.
“Y/N, you’re a player!” he made fun of you, bumping your shoulders “Lucky you, I know them all, we can clear things up easily.”
“You don’t have to pretend to date me, though”
“And how will you explain things to Hongseok without sounding like you are still obsessed with your ex?” he puffed his chest like he made the wisest observation.
You just groaned and buried your face again on your palms.
“Come on, I’ll be a good boyfriend, I promise” he got up and reached his hand for you
“What are you doing?” you look at his hands, then at his face.
"Let's fix your mess, baby" he smiled proudly.
You just shook your head and got up, taking his hand and he led the way. He didn't let go of you once you were up, and his big hand wrapped around yours made you feel tiny and giddy.
"Ok, where do we go first?" He asked
"Shinwon and Yanan have already seen it, I told them about the letter when I first wrote it, so they are cool with it." You said.
"You had a crush on both of your friends, man" He almost yelled, "really, you got game."
"I told you it's not a crush!" You whined, "they are just people that inspired me, it was easy to write from reference."
"Sure" he teased, squeezing your hand "the swim team is practicing right now, so we might catch Changgu when he's done."
You nodded and let him lead you to the pool.
Wooseok found his way there quickly, and the coach spotted him as soon as he opened the door.
"Hey, Jung" he yelled, "here to reconsider my offer to join the team?"
"Not today, old man" Wooseok shook his hand and they tapped each other on the shoulder, but you were really shocked at the way he spoke freely with a member of the academia. "I'm just here because my girlfriend needs to talk to one of your boys, is Changgu here?"
"You're his girlfriend?" The coach asked you, looking surprised.
You froze in place until Wooseok gave you an encouraging nod.
"Yeah, I guess" was all you managed to say, your cheeks burning hot.
"Man, it beats me how this prick gets pretty girls to like him," he said with a loud laugh, which you played along. "Don't hesitate to smack him in the head if he starts to annoy you, he probably deserves it."
"Will do, sir" you chuckled shyly
"Changgu will be free when the practice is done, but you can wait in the bleachers meanwhile."
"Thank you, Mr. Kim." You said after spotting his name embroidered on his polo shirt.
"See you around, kiddo." He said to Wooseok "the offer is still up whenever you reconsider."
"Thanks!" Wooseok said before holding your hand and guiding you two to your seat.
Once settled in place, he threw one arm around you cockily, acting like it was the most natural thing in the world.
"Why do you talk to the coach like that?" You finally asked, feeling tiny in his hold
"I don't know, he's a cool guy" he shrugged, dismissing your shock
"You really do get away with everything, don't you?" You shook your head
"That's the perk of having my endless charm" he puffed his chest, smirking sideways "everyone fall for it"
You could only scoff in response.
"By the way" he continued "you do know Kino is gay, right?"
"Who's Kino?" You asked confused
"Oh." You blinked "yeah, right, totally."
"Why did you tell the coach I am your girlfriend?" You questioned
"Well, if you are going to lie, lie to everybody. That way only you know the truth, so your cover won't blow."
"Seems like you lie a lot, Jung Wooseok" you arched one eyebrow.
"And you don't, Mrs goodie-two-shoes?" He mocked.
"I do not, why would I lie?" You answered.
Wooseok tightened his hold on you, not letting you back away when he leaned his face closer to yours, looking you in the eyes and licking his lips.
"So that means everything you wrote to me was true" his voice dropped a couple of octaves.
The proximity and the vibration of his deep tone made you freeze in his arms, searching for words to refute his argument.
"That was not lying," you turned your face to avoid falling for his inevitable body language eloquence "that was a poetic license, it's different."
"Yeah, right" he scoffed, leaning away from you." you're cute when you're lying."
"I'm not lying!" You protested. "And I'm not cute" you mumbled the last part.
The rest of the period was spent in silence, Wooseok stopped taunting you and paid attention to his phone while you watched the athletes in the pool.
Changgu was easy to spot, his toned figure standing out from his teammates, as well as his perfect timing every lap, and seeing him made you remember why he was an easy subject to write about. You two know each other because you went to one of Shinwon's soccer team parties, and of course, every varsity athlete was there. He was the one who initiated contact, and the flirting led to a hookup, but nothing else has ever happened between you two.
Which makes the fact that he received a love letter from you very awkward. But it was something you had to inevitably face, so be as it may.
When practice was over, Wooseok motioned to get up, but you stopped him.
"I think it's better if less than one person watches me embarrassing myself." You pleaded.
You waited by the locker room door for him, and to your despair, he crossed the door along with his teammates. So much for discretion. They walked past you, not noticing your presence, too distracted in their conversation. You stepped up and taped Changgu’s shoulder, making him turn on his heels to see you.
“Hi,” you said shyly “Can I talk to you for a second?”
“Of course” he smiled at you after dismissing his colleagues, who left only after giggling and teasing you
“So, I don’t know how to begin to explain this, but-” you started to explain but he cut you off.
“Is this about the letter I got this morning?” His expression was smug.
“Yeah, it is” you sighed “but you see, that was not what I seemed. I didn’t mean any of that, it was only for a project of my lit class and-” you were fidgeting with your fingers when he interrupted you again
“So you mean I don’t have an Adonis body sculpted by the most benevolent of the gods?” his smirk only grew wider
You fought the urge to facepalm, but your words got caught up in your throat
“I’m just messing with you” he laughed softly “But I am flattered. I just don’t see you that way-”
“No, no!” it was your turn to interrupt “I’m not in love with you or anything creepy, in fact, my boyfriend is right there waiting for me” you pointed to Wooseok, who waited for you a few meters behind “He even knows about this whole mess and is cool with it.”
“You’re dating Wooseok?” he asked, surprised.
“Yeah” you hesitantly affirmed, “But as I was saying, this was a project for my literature class and it is completely exaggerated and over the top, so don’t take it too seriously, ok?”
“I see,” he nodded “but I’m not gonna lie, I liked reading that.”
A charming smile lit upon his face, much like the ones he flashed you when you two met.
“Thank you” you felt flustered at the random compliment.
“see you around, then, Y/N”
You said goodbye and watched him leave, catching up with his friends at the end of the hall, and it was only then that Wooseok approached you
“So, how was it?” he asked enthusiastically
“Surprisingly easy,” you said, smiling to yourself “definitely less embarrassing than I thought it would be. Though he seemed to roll with it easier when I said you were my boyfriend”
“Told you it was a good plan” he bragged “ready for another one?”
“Yes,” you nodded enthusiastically, the success of the first talk encouraging you.
“Great, ‘cause Kino is coming” he pointed
“Already?!” you turned around to see the boy walking towards you
“You can do this, let’s go” Wooseok held your hand and pulled you over to meet Kino halfway
“Hey, guys,” Kino said when you met
“What’s up” Wooseok casually reached his hand for him, who made this weird personal high five thing.
“You two know each other?” you asked, looking between them.
“Yeah, we share a bunch of classes” Kino was the one that answered “But I actually wanted to talk to you”
“The letter, I know” you sighed “I’m sorry, that was a little creepy, I know, but it was just some writing for my lit class, I swear they are not literal”
“It’s fine, I really enjoyed it. You’re a great writer.” His soft voice was actually soothing.
“Oh,” you definitely weren’t expecting that. “Thank you”
“Why me, though?” he asked, “you do know I’m gay, right?”
“Yeah, of course.” you lied, remembering how you just found out not even an hour ago “it’s just that I remember when we were friends in high school, I had a lot of good memories and it was easy to write about that.”
Wooseok watched you attentively, your hand still securely clasped inside his, which gave you a surprising calming feeling.
“I’m really flattered, that’s amazing. Do you mind if I keep it? The letter?” Kino asked
“I guess not” you answered with a little bit of confusion as to why he wanted that, but it was easier to just comply.
“Thank you” he smiled gratefully “Let’s keep in touch, yes?”
“Of course!” you felt happy at the proposal, reviving an old friendship is always a good thing “thank you for being so nice about this.”
“Don’t worry” he answered. “I’ll see you two around then. By the way, you guys are a cute couple”
“Thanks, man” it was Wooseok who answered when you choked “see ya”
Kino walked away and Wooseok led you two once again.
“That wasn’t so bad,” he said once you two were alone again
“Not at all,” you answered “I’m surprised how easy this has been. Thank you so much for helping me, really”
“Nah, this is fun, you don’t have to thank me” he shrugged “by the way, I already cleared things with Yuto”
“You did?” When?” You looked at him in surprise
“During swimming practice, I texted him, it was easy because he hadn’t even read it yet. I told him it was something private that was mailed by accident, he said he will return it.”
“You’re an angel, really” you stopped in your tracks and hugged him, feeling truly grateful and relieved.
Wooseok knew how to find Jinho because they also shared classes, and you were suddenly aware how much you easily had crushes on singers and performers, but that was an issue for you to ponder over later. Jinho was overall understanding, but it was significantly more awkward because you’ve never properly talked to each other.
“See it as a fan mail” you tried to explain “I just really enjoy watching you singing, you’re really talented”
The last one you had to find was Hwitaek, or Hui, as he asked to be called when you two first met, and you knew that the student council met that day so it was easy to find your way into the auditorium where they gathered.
You entered the place quietly and watched as they discussed some campus issues.
"You didn't tell me Hongseok was part of the student council," Wooseok whispered to you, sliding one hand around your shoulder, the action becoming natural to him
"Yup." You gulped "why do you think I came here last?"
"Hey" he called you, placing both hands on your shoulder, turning you to face him, and staring you in the eyes. "It will be fine, don't worry"
You took a deep breath, smiling at him in gratitude.
Before you could register anything else, Wooseok pulled you closer, one hand in your neck and the other in your waist, arching your body so your lips could meet his.
His kiss was intense, and your body responded to him in a reflex. You embraced his neck, hands digging into his shaggy hair. The way your tongues danced together in perfect synch made you sigh into the kiss, and Wooseok pulled you even closer. For a second you forgot where you were and what you were there for, and the world became a bubble that only you and he existed in, and you just allowed yourself to live in that limited fantasy.
When you two pulled away, you were out of breath, knocked out of reality. Wooseok still held you in his embrace when a lopsided smirk stretched on his lips.
"Hongseok spotted you" his low voice vibrated on his chest that was flushed against yours.
"Oh" you muttered, feeling your cheeks grow red "right"
You cleared your throat and stepped back, releasing yourself from him for the second time that day.
Wooseok found your hand again and pulled you to the last row of chairs where you two sat quietly until the meeting was over. Every time you tried to come up with something to say you ran out of words, still too embarrassed for all that went on when you were kissing him. He, on the other hand, didn’t seem to be troubled at all.
Coming clean to Hui was easy, especially because he was in the same class, writing for that project himself. However he was very shy about it, but having Wooseok casually throwing one possessive arm around your shoulder could be quite intimidating. In the end, he didn’t say much, mostly just agreeing and nodding to whatever you said, but never once he was less than nice to you.
"Okay, now there's only Hongseok left," Wooseok said when Hui left, making you gulp loudly. He still held you in his sideways embrace "but we have a problem."
"What is it now?" You said, feeling mentally exhausted already.
Wooseok pointed and you looked just in time to see Hongseok closing the door behind him.
"He didn't wait for you" he punctuated.
"Oh, come on" your shoulder slumped
"It's fine, we can get him tomorrow." Wooseok tried to encourage you
"But tomorrow Saturday, and I don't really know his schedule to meet him on Monday" The defeat seeped through your voice "Besides, I don't want to take any more of your time"
"Nah, it's fine" he shrugged "You're a good fake girlfriend"
You didn't understand why you took that as praise, but the butterflies in your stomach did not hide the fact that you liked what he said.
"Let me at least pay you lunch for all the trouble." You proposed.
"I take it back, you're the best fake girlfriend" he smiled.
"This restaurant is so good, oh my God." He said, munching on his food while you had already finished yours. "you should take me out more, Y/N"
"Why didn't we hang out more?" You questioned, "we had so much fun when I photographed you."
"Right? I remember that I liked having you around after my gigs"
"We actually kept in touch after that, because I remember seeing you around campus and talking to you. Why did we stop talking, though?"
"Right, I remember" Wooseok deflated
"What?" You asked when his smile turned awkward "did I do something wrong?"
"No, actually not." He scratched his neck "We lost touch when you started dating Hongseok. He seemed very possessive of you, and I thought he would get jealous if we talked."
"That's nonsense," you said genuinely surprised, trying to remember what it was like, but you two broke up last year and your memory was kind of blurry.
"Oh, come on, he used to parade you around like a trophy, no one had the guts to get near you." He rolled his eyes.
"What an asshole" you blurted, frowning.
Wooseok's thunderous laugh echoed around the place, causing a couple of dirty looks at your table.
"That was adorable" he cleaned a tear at the corner of his eye.
"No, I mean it. He shouldn't act like I belong to him and keep people from talking to me."
"No, he didn't stop anyone." He tried to explain "it was just the energy, that's all"
"He was a good boyfriend.." you reminisced
"...but?" Wooseok encouraged you to continue
"No buts, really."
"Is it invasive if I ask why you two broke up?" His tone was cautious
"Wooseok, don't you know the foundation of a relationship?" You joked "how do you want to be my fake boyfriend if you don't think I can share my love failures with you?"
"My bad, I didn't know fake relationships had rules too." He held his hands up in defense and you laughed fondly at him.
"Anyway, we broke up because we wanted different things." You shrugged "I guess I just wanted to do my thing without being just 'Hongseok's girlfriend', you know?"
"I see" he nodded.
"You shouldn't be afraid to talk to me, silly" you softly flickered his forehead across the table.
"That was rude, how dare you" he acted offended, making you giggle.
"Next time I'm dating someone you have the obligation of keeping in touch with me" you huffed
"I wouldn't worry about that" He opened a sheepish grin
"Why's that?" You raised your eyebrow suspiciously, resting your elbow on the table to support your chin on the palm of your hand.
"Because right now you are my girlfriend" he leaned back on his seat, eyeing you up and down.
You let out a breathy chuckle, shaking your head.
"Yeah, sorry, you're stuck with me for now," you said half-heartedly, feeling guilty for bringing him into your problems.
"Nah, I'm having fun." He shrugged "But you'll have to do something for me."
"Shoot. I owe you big time, can't say no."
"I'm throwing a party tomorrow, half of the campus will be there."
"Why am I not surprised?" You remembered how popular he actually is.
"You'll have to be there." He used puppy eyes to convince you
"No way, Wooseok." You rolled your eyes "I don't know anyone there."
“Hongseok will probably be there, though” he argued “so you can get this over with”
You quietly ponder over your options.
"Fine." You concluded, "It's better to get this over with anyway."
"Great, I'll text you the details later."
You sighed, massaging your temples to uselessly try to soothe your stress.
Wooseok's house was crowded when you got there, and the music could be heard from a block away. You crossed the front yard, which was full of people too, and you were sure that student housing has some norms against this type of agglomeration, but then again, Wooseok gets away with anything.
You briefly stopped at the door, just to text him, letting him know that you arrived, and quickly let yourself in. The music was even louder inside, the vibrations of the heavy bass trembling all over your body. Indeed, half of the campus was there, red solo cups in hand and bodies moving to the rhythm of the music.
The fact that you were alone made you feel suddenly shy, and you shrink into yourself to try to make your way through the house. It was a struggle to the wall around the party, but the sooner you found Wooseok the better.
Your best bet was the kitchen, and after walking a little while you found your way there. It was significantly emptier, but still no sign of your friend anywhere. Turning on your heels, you tried to leave and search for him somewhere else, but instead, you stumbled onto someone.
"Oh, I'm sorry" you immediately said
Of course, it had to be him
"Oh" you gulped "Hongseok, hi"
He smiled at you, and you two stared at each other in silence for a couple of seconds.
"I've been meaning to talk to you." He said, and you could feel your whole body freezing.
"Yeah, I've been trying to reach you too. There's something I need to explain." You ran your hands through your hair, nervously fidgeting with it.
"Can we go somewhere quieter?" He proposed and you nodded, following him to the front porch.
On the way, you heard your name being shouted over the loud music, and soon enough Wooseok was right behind you.
"Hey, you made it!" He greeted you cheerfully, but his smile dropped when he saw Hongseok with you "is everything okay?"
He asked looking into your eyes, a line of concern creasing his forehead, and his hand immediately found yours.
"Yeah, it's fine, don't worry." You gave his hand a reassuring squeeze.
"Anything happens and you can call me, ok? I'll hold on to my phone" He waited for you to nod in agreement and it was almost mindlessly the way he lingered a peck on your lips.
And his action wasn't as surprising to you as the way you reciprocated automatically, already used to Wooseok's touch.
You also didn't miss the way Hongseok turned his face when he saw you two together.
Once you two got alone outside, he was the first to speak.
"So you and Wooseok are a thing now?" His tone was careful
"Yeah" you didn't know what else to say.
"How long has that been going on?"
"It's been some time" you were never a good liar, and Hongseok's presence somehow made you feel insecure.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to pry." He backed away, clearing his throat "I was just curious."
Everything went quiet again, but the anxiety was weighing too much for you to just wait in silence.
"You’re here to talk about the letter, right?" You finally mentioned the big elephant in the room.
"Yes, I was surprised to see that." He chuckled emotionlessly. "Did you mean all those things you said?"
You frowned to yourself, trying to remember exactly what you had written to him. You remember talking about craving the feeling of being safe in his arms and him reciting your body like poetry. Something passion and desire burning like twin flames. Everything was a little scrambled but you had gotten the gist.
"Yes and no." You concluded, but he only tilted his head in confusion. "Once I may have meant everything I said. I did this for a romantic literature assignment and writing about you was easy because I didn't have to come up with lies. I just revisited some feelings kept deep inside."
"I can't lie to you, Y/N, I-" he chimed in, and it was ironic to see the eloquent member of the student council stumbling onto his words "when I first read your letter it was… it brought me back in time, you know?" His hand found its way to yours, which rested on the balustrade.
He held onto you like he was pleading for mutuality.
"I really liked having you by my side and seeing what you said got me wondering what would have happened if I hadn't let you go."
"Hongseok, I-I don't even know what to say." You felt a tornado inside your head.
"Haven't you ever thought about that? I mean, you wrote that to me, that you think of me." He stepped closer to you, bringing your hands up to his chest.
"Hongseok, it's not that simple." Your gaze strayed from him
"Yeah, no, you're right." He finally let go of you, shaking his head. "What was I thinking, you have a boyfriend now."
You didn't miss the shift of his tone at the word boyfriend, and knowing Hongseok as you did, you knew that he actually meant to say 'I'm better than him
"Do you remember why we broke up?" You asked him.
"I remember we wanted different things." He pointed.
"It's not quite like that" your words were soft-spoken "I wanted something different. I wanted to do my own thing, but in your life, there was no room for another person."
Hongseok didn’t answer, so you continued
"I have not been dating Wooseok for so long," you finally looked directly into his eyes again "but he supported me so much more than you ever did. He makes time for me and he takes care of me in his own way."
"I'm sorry, Y/N, I was so stupid." Hongseok lowered his head.
You reached your palm and cupped his cheek, making him look at you.
"You were never a bad boyfriend." You caressed his smooth skin with your thumb "we're just not meant for each other. One day you will find someone that fits into your life perfectly, and that letter that I sent you will be in your past like it is for me."
You inched closer and planted a soft kiss on his cheeks.
"I'll see you around, Hongseok"
Turning around, you let out the breath you hadn't noticed you were holding, and you let the loud music engulf you as you entered back to the party.
You felt yourself shaking from the anxiety of what you just went through, and it was so hard to process that Hongseok asked to get back together, that your head was spinning a little, but when it came down to it, you felt proud of yourself for the way you handled it.
You wandered around the party not really sure what to do until you spotted Wooseok amongst his friends. He had his back turned to you, and you fonded at the way he kept his phone in hand, truly waiting for you in case you texted.
He truly was the life of the party, everyone surrounding him laughing at something he said while he gesticulated big, telling a story eloquently. You felt shy to just approach him while he was the center of attention, but you couldn't wait to celebrate with him.
Slowly you reached up and gave his shoulder a soft pat, and his lips curved into a smile upon seeing you. He stopped everything he was doing and his arm automatically rested across your shoulders, pulling you closer to him.
"Hey," he said so softly that you were sure only you could hear. His doe eyes stared at you and you felt at ease. "Are you alright?"
You bit your bottom lip and curved the corners into a shy smile, nodding a silent yes to his question, to which he responded by snuggling you closer to him.
"What happened? Tell me everything." He asked excitedly. You told how things went and how you handled it, and he gasped in surprise "Holy shit, I was not expecting that from Hongseok. But I mean, it's obvious where he's coming from, he's not dumb."
He shrugged nonchalantly, but you stared at him trying to figure out what he meant.
"Anyway" he trailed before you could ask anything "I'm gonna get us some drinks to celebrate, stay here."
You nodded again, feeling tiny due to the way he had to crouch down to look you in the eyes and ask you to not move places so he doesn't lose you.
You fidget with the hem of your shirt, looking around and basking in the party environment, the people around you having fun and the music moving them, it was pleasant and it all contributed to the feeling of happiness warming up your insides. It might also have something to do with your company for the night, but you weren't sure if you were ready to admit that just yet.
You were taken out of your head when you heard someone calling your name.
"So you're the notorious Y/N" Yuto stood by your side, his deep voice almost startling you. "It's nice to put a face to the name."
"Yeah, I don't think we've been introduced, right? Nice to meet you" you said politely, and surprisingly confident, the latest occurrences giving you an extra boost.
"Wooseok asked me to give this back to you." He took your letter out of his pocket and handed it to you, still sealed for your relief.
"Thank you so much" you took it, shoving it in your purse as fast as you could.
"In fact," he continued "he hasn't shut up about you, it's almost annoying." He chuckled sweetly.
"Really?" You involuntarily smiled, and awfully aware of the way butterflies danced around your stomach upon hearing that.
"I didn't know you were dating, but he seems really excited to be around you lately, so it's good to see you two together." He offered a kind smile in return
"Stop scaring my girlfriend, dude" Wooseok chimed in, handing you a red solo cup and back to his usual hold on you, so casually that you were almost getting used to it. Almost.
"If she's dating you, I'm pretty sure she doesn't scare easily." Yuto snaked a reply while leaving you and Wooseok alone again
"So," Wooseok said, "Wanna go dance?"
"Oh, no, no." You waved defensively "I would just embarrass the both of us"
"Don't be silly, it will be fun, let's go" he grabbed your hand and guided you two through the crowd, finding a good spot.
It was amazing to watch him dance freely and just enjoy himself while you mostly opted to move your knees and bounce yourself, keeping it low-key while sipping on your drink.
It took you back to thinking about why you first chose him to write about.
You admired Wooseok's laid-back attitude and over-the-top confidence. He had this charm that it was annoyingly attractive, and all of that just being his genuine self. And after everything he's done for you, although it could not seem much, at first sight, was a crucial part of why you made it through.
You didn't lie to Hongseok when you said those things about Wooseok, and all of that just made you want to get closer to him, even with this crazy fake boyfriend story in the middle, in a couple of days he gave you a better relationship than the ones you have had. You might be wrong and that was just because you haven't spent enough time with him, but still it felt so genuine that you wondered how the real thing would work.
"You're in your head again, aren't you?" Wooseok waved his hand in front of you.
"Sorry" you shook your head trying to get rid of those thoughts, giggling shyly.
"Come on, have some fun with me, or people will think I'm a terrible boyfriend," he said without faltering his serious expression, but you let out a soft laugh
He held both of your hands and waved them around in the rhythm of the music. It was fantastic how he got you to loosen up and soon enough you were dancing and jumping around, yelling the lyrics at each other, and it was easy to forget about your surroundings when you could just focus on having fun with him.
He had your attention the same way you had his. He didn’t mind ditching his friends for the night if he was spending time with you, and seeing you having fun so freely was the most precious thing, especially when you sang together with him with a big smile spread on your face, which was extremely hard for him to keep his eyes off.
And when you noticed his gaze falling to your lips, you couldn’t help but to do the same to him, and you just gravitate towards each other, his hands dinging your waist and pulling you closer, and suddenly you two weren’t jumping around anymore, and both of your moves slowed down to fit your bodies together, now moving in synch against each other. His eyes searched your for reassurance, trying to find any sign that he was crossing a line, but when he found you so focused on his own lips and you slowly leaning towards him, he didn’t think twice about ending the distance between you, capturing you in a kiss that he’s been dying to feel since the minute he first spotted you in the party.
He kissed you before, and it was a surprise to you, but maybe because now he saw you reciprocating it before it even began, it just hit differently when your soft lips met his, and he was glad the loud music muffled the sound of the sigh of satisfaction that escaped him. The kiss was slow like you were just savoring each other, and your thumbs caressing his cheeks made him feel like melting under your touch.
The closer you felt the closer you wanted to get, and when you just had to pull always for air, your foreheads touched and your feet just kept on dancing, giggling to each other like two teenagers who had their first kiss, and your need to feel it again excited you to an unfamiliar degree.
The acquaintanceship with it came naturally, and the night passed too fast for your liking. The songs started to slow down, the conversations became hushed and the house was getting emptier and emptier.
You and Wooseok found the couch empty and threw yourselves down, you resting your head on his shoulders as he cuddled you closer.
"How do you feel now that you're free of the whole letters' odyssey?" He asked, running his hand through his hair, letting the strands fall back into place, beautifully framing his face.
"It's so fucking relieving" you sighed "Thank you so much for putting up with all of that."
"Eh, it's been fun" he shrugged trying to act nonchalant, but the smirk on his face said otherwise
"Well, at least now you're free of your fake girlfriend and can go back to charming every other girl on campus." You joked, but you couldn't help but feel a little disappointed at that realizations
Wooseok laughed and shook his head.
"Jeez," He leaned closer, looking you in the eyes with noses almost bumping "You're the densest person I've ever met"
"Hey! That's not true!" You protested, turning your face around, and he nuzzled the sweet spot on your neck, just under your earlobe.
"Stay the night?" He asked in a low voice that vibrated close to your ear, only for you to hear, and followed with a feathery kiss on your cheek. You closed your eyes, enjoying his touch while it lingered, to only then look at him and nod, and his grin at your response made you shiver in anticipation.
He got up and reached his hand for you to take it, which you gladly accepted, and he led you away from the party, turning into a corridor where everything was already quiet, finishing his path in through a door down the hall.
Entering the room, you recognize unmistakable as his. There was just something about the messy stack of papers on the desk next to a chunky headphone, the hip hop posters on the wall and the black comforters that screamed ‘Wooseok’. He gently took your purse, which you were clinging to because you just didn’t know what to do with yourself anymore, every step into the room making your stomach freeze with expectation, and he placed it on the desk.
“Sorry it’s a little messy” he sat on the edge of the bed, leaning his weight in his hands that rested on the soft mattress, and his voice sounded soft, hushing the words like it was a secret between the two of you.
“It’s ok” you walked closer to him, looking around trying to capture every small unique detail. “It’s cozy” you concluded as you stood in between his spread legs.
Wooseok leaned back and laced his hands around your back, slowly climbing their way up inside your shirt, the skin contact making goosebumps rise on your skin and you gasp softly. When he pulled you closer you climbed up the bed, straddling him until your chests were pressed together, and you intertwined your fingers in his hair, initiating the kiss yourself this time.
You felt Wooseok's shoulder relax as your lips touched, and neither of you felt the need to rush things. His tongue asked for passage and when you let him your body felt ecstatic, just like it happened when you kissed on the dance floor. Something about kissing Wooseok felt at the same time familiar and exhilarating.
And it wasn't the first time you were kissing, but you were just as excited. His fingertips grazed along the line of your spine slowly, like he was trying to memorize the curve of your back while you were pressed against him. When he had to pull away for air, he just couldn't keep away from you and trailed kisses down your jawline and neck.
"This is going pretty far for a fake relationship." You teased, tugging his hair just the slightest.
"Don't ruin this" he shushed you, and you giggled "just enjoy it."
He held onto your waist and squeezed your sides while sucking a spot on your neck, making you hiss in pleasure, and you involuntarily grinded down on his lap. Immediately you felt him grinning against your skin.
He felt bolder after your response to him and dared to raise his touch on you, hiking up your shirt as so, until you pulled back and lifted your arms, silently giving him permission to take it off of you. Once he was done with it, you tugged at the hem of his shirt, and he took it off of you.
"You are so gorgeous" he watched you with hungry eyes, and you felt yourself blushing.
As you kissed him again, avoiding having to formulate a coherent response to his praise, you felt his hands find their way up your body until they were cupping your breasts over your bra, his fingers molding against your curves as he squeezes them, and that made a breathy moan escape your lips.
Feeling desperate to just have you for him, Wooseok swiftly switched positions, making your back hit his mattress and he positioned in between your legs. Just like that, he unbuttoned your jeans and slid it off of you, his own pants following next, leaving you two in your underwear.
He eagerly leaned over you, anxious to kiss you again, and you welcomed him like two puzzle pieces fitting together, only this time you were too aware of the bulge in his underwear as he grinded in between your hips, giving you some release to the pressuring pleasure that built up with every touch of his.
Without breaking the kiss, he took your bra off, his fingers immediately finding your nipples and toying with them as you arch your back to press yourself against his touch. He only let go to have his fingers replaced with his mouth, the tongue skillfully circling around your sensitive bud.
"Wooseok" you let his name fall from your lips, to which he hummed in response
"You like that, baby?" He looked up at you, licking your nipples right after finishing his words.
You bit your bottom lip and nodded.
"Maybe it would be better if I do something else too?" One of his hands slid its way down your stomach, the tip of his fingers stopping at the hem of your panties. "Can I?"
"Yes, please" you buckled your hips against his hands, and he smirked as he lowered his hands further, reaching your wet slit.
One of his fingers ran along your pussy, spreading your wetness around your clit, making you squirm as he brushed over just the right spot.
"Fuck, Wooseok, right there" you gasped as he repeated the movement "please keep doing that."
He studied your face for a mere second, chuckling proudly before capturing your nipple in his lips again, all the stimulation bringing you heaven.
You grabbed his hair, tugging it to contain your own pleasure, and he hummed in approval to you. A knot started building up in your lower belly the more he moved, and you were already embarrassingly close.
Then you felt his touch spot, feeling it going down to your entrance instead, and two of his fingers entered you effortlessly, pumping in and out of you. He let go of your breast, leaning up and using his free hand to take off your panties.
"You look hot, shit." He praised you again "you're taking my fingers so well."
He leaned back down and kissed you roughly, lust clouding the whole room around you. When his thumb found your clitoris you gasped into the kiss, and Wooseok nibbled your lip.
"Are you going to cum for me, baby?" He whispered in your ear, and you held onto his shoulders, nails digging a little into his skin
"I'm so close" you mumbled, and he fastened his pace
"Let me see it, I bet you look beautiful when you cum. Show it to me, Y/N" he said before sucking in your nipple again.
Your body reacted to him like an order, and you closed your eyes as an orgasm took over you, making you tremble under him, moaning louder every time his finger hit the perfect spot inside you.
"Fuck" you gasped once he slid off of you, your chest rising up and down fast.
He opened his mouth to say something, but you used your weight to throw him beside you, climbing on top of his right next, and the surprised expression on his face was quickly replaced with a much naughtier one
You lowered yourself, taking his underwear off, letting his cock bounce back against his stomach.
"Do you have a condom?" You asked.
Wooseok reached for a drawer in his nightstand and tossed you a packet. You wasted no time opening the foil and taking his member into your hand, jerking it a few times, testing the right speed and pressure to just see him close his eyes and throw his head back in pleasure.
When you stopped moving, his eyes shot open and he watched you unroll the rubber down his length.
You moved upwards, your hips sitting against his, and you leaned down to kiss him again, savoring his taste unhurriedly, and he didn't hesitate to match your intensity.
You began to move your hips slowly, feeling your pussy press against his cock, putting the right amount of pressure to make him hiss in pleasure.
Continuing to move, you trailed wet kisses down his jaw and neck, sucking and biting softly the skin before running your tongue along the spot to soothe it.
"I didn't know you were such a tease" he grunted.
"I didn't know you were in a rush" you retorted, grinning at him.
"I've got all night, baby, but I'd much rather spend it inside you." He said, a hint of desperation showing through his voice.
Your chuckle died in your throat as he grabbed your hips and bucked his own, grinding the right away to press his dick against your clit, and you moaned involuntarily.
"I think you agree with me" Woosek said, smirking victoriously.
"Jerk" you slapped his chest and laughed softly.
His hand reached up and caressed your cheek while he looked at you with big fond eyes, and it felt so intimate that you were sure you were blushing.
"Don't look at me like that" you fought the urge to cover yourself.
"Why not?" He cocked his head "you look so beautiful, I just had an urge"
You leaned your body down and pressed a soft kiss to his lips
“I think this is a point of no return for us, right?” your voice barely came out, a faint whisper, afraid of the meaning they carry.
“I don’t know how many fake relationships you’ve had, but I’m pretty sure they never involve seeing each other naked, so we’re past the point of no return” Wooseok shrugged, his chest pressed against yours and his arms wrapping around you in a comforting hug. He kissed you again, and it didn’t surprise how it was just natural at this point to mold your lips together perfectly.
“Shit, you’re right” you giggled when he pulled away. “Okay, we’re doing this.”
You took a deep breath in a poor attempt to make your heart stop racing.
“We’ll be fine” Wooseok reassured, and you just nodded at him, putting all the truth you have in his words.
You sat up and reached your hand in between the two of you, aligning his member with your entrance and letting him penetrate you slowly, his gasp accompanied the rhythm of the movement.
Staying still, you gave yourself time to adjust to his size, and his thumb caressed your hips, his touch always so gentle. You finally started rocking your hips and Wooseok threw his head back in pleasure, a few whimpers escaping his lips. You remembered you two dancing together earlier, and how his eyes couldn’t leave your hips when you were dancing, and you tried to move on top of him just like that, his whimpers turning to lazy moans as you moved slowly, and you smirked proudly at the reactions you were getting from him.
Wooseok, always a brat, grabbed your hips a little stronger and used it as leverage to flip your positions, rolling easily on top of you, making you yelp in surprise, and the way he towered over you made you feel suddenly shy, chuckling at his victorious grin. He thrust slowly, picking up the pace with no rush, his eyes glued on yours, and the loving expression on his face made butterflies dance in your stomach.
Adjusting his hips, Wooseok hit the perfect spot inside you, making you moan his name louder than you intended, but fortunately, it was just another enticement to him, as he kept thrusting you deep and fast. Inevitably, the pleasure starts building up in your lower belly, and you knew you wouldn’t last much longer. Your walls tightened around him, and his moves started getting sloppier.
“Y/N, I’m gonna-” he barely finished the sentence, cutting himself off with a moan.
You reached down and circled your clit just how you like it, bringing yourself to the edge with him, and the room was filled with both of your moans and curses.
When Wooseok threw himself by your side, his hand cupped your cheek, bringing you closer for a deep passionate kiss, but it didn’t last long, both of you needing air too fast, chests rising up and down from the intense orgasm you had.
You quietly watched him take the condom off, tying it up and discarding it on a bin next to the bed, and when he laid again on your side, covering your lower halves with his blanket, you pulled him closer, laying your head on his chest, tracing random patterns with your fingertips on his belly.
“Is this the part where we talk about what this all means?” you mumbled against his skin.
“I guess,” he snuggled you closer, and you looked up at him “this means we may be, just maybe, dating for reals?” it was supposed to be an affirmation, but his tone was more like a question.
“But Wooseok, we barely know each other, we haven’t even had a first date, what if-”
“Y/N” he interrupted your rant, “everyone thinks we’re dating already. It’s safe to say we get along really well. The chemistry here?” he pointed between you two “wow.”
You couldn’t help but laugh at his silliness, but you couldn’t deny that he had a good point. Everything inside you screamed to be near him, and you don’t want to be stupid and ignore that.
“Fine.” you pouted, then pecked his lips. “But you owe me a date nevertheless.”
“Breakfast date, tomorrow when we wake up, how does that sound?” He proposed, and you pretended to think about it, making him nervous with all the suspense.
“It’s a date then.” you giggled.
“Okay, then,” he wiggled his eyebrows “ girlfriend ”
You wanted to make a snarky comeback, but all your brain could register is that Wooseok is your boyfriend, and all the giddiness inside you turned you into mush, and he laughed at your sudden shyness.
“I like how that sounds.” you confessed, almost inaudible.
“Get used to it, then,” he kissed you briefly “You’ll be hearing it a lot from now on.”
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