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The babies. My heart hurts 🥺🥹🥰😍💝💖💘💗💓💕

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hyped.

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lost and found (smau)

#24. two idiots, two idiots, one bus

꩜ .ᐟ wc: 0.5k

꩜ .ᐟ a/n: the moment we've been waiting for 😗

— 10:04 am.

you and sohee sat awkwardly on a bench, a few feet away from the bus stop. sohee fidgeted with the strap of his crossbody bag while you stared at your shoes.

“thanks for meeting me,” sohee started, his voice quieter than usual. “i… i wanted to apologize for last time. for just leaving like that.”

you were stunned; you didn't expect an apology from him. "it's fine."

“no, it's not,” sohee muttered, his tone firmer now. “i shouldn’t have just run off. i was upset, but that doesn’t mean i should’ve disappeared like that. i’m sorry.”

you finally glanced at sohee, noticing the frown on his face.

“i didn’t mean to upset you,” you said. “i just thought maybe it’d be easier if we weren’t around each other so much. for… you know, all the teasing and stuff.”

“yeah, i know,” sohee answered quickly, “but it felt like you didn’t care how i felt about it. you just… decided on your own and told me.”

“i thought i was doing the right thing,” you reasoned, forcing your voice to be steady. “i didn’t want shotaro's stupid jokes to get to you.”

“he's always been like that.” sohee took a shaky breath. “it just made me feel… like i didn’t matter. like our friendship didn’t matter.”

your gaze landed on his face. your heart sank. “that’s not true,” you said softly. “you do matter. i… i didn’t know it would hurt you like that. i'm sorry.”

sohee shook his head, letting out a bitter laugh. “of course you didn’t. you don’t get it, do you?”

his voice was barely above a whisper. "i was upset because i like you.”

your mind was scrambling to understand the words that had just left his mouth.

you let out an unintelligible noise.

'i like you.'

your heart was hammering in your chest, threatening to break your ribcage.

“you like me?” you asked, voice wavering.

he finally looked at to you, his eyes searching for yours. “you're literally all i can think about. i... i like you a lot.”

your breath hitched.

you did not expect to receive a confession at 10:12 am.

your mouth felt dry.

“please say something,” he muttered, an embarrassed look on his face.

a sense of panic surged in you, twisting your stomach. “i don't know what to say.” you muttered quietly, yet the burning in your cheeks betrays you.

this didn't go unnoticed by sohee.

oh no.

“you did say in your messages that you had something to tell me…”

you rolled your eyes, facing away to hide your face. “changing the subject right after confessing, huh? you're such a coward.”

he laughed at this, nudging your shoulder.

“come on, i'm the coward now?"

"i like you too." you huffed out, still avoiding his gaze. this made him stop in his tracks.

"can you say that again? i couldn't quite catch that."

"no," you deadpanned.

he chuckled, eyes softening at your face. "fine." he laced his hand through yours, squeezing it gently. "i'll say it again."

you could melt in the spot.

"i like you," he repeated in your ear, his breath tickling the skin under your neck.

you stayed silent, face as red as a ripe tomato. "you're crazy," you whispered.

you couldn't believe this was happening.

then suddenly, a wave of realization hit you—sohee should be at the recording studio, not whispering in your ear now. "what the heck are you still doing here?" you yelped, scooting away.

sohee stopped in his tracks. "huh?" he sputtered, staring at you with wide eyes.

"you should be at the recording studio!"

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i saw some tiktoks of riize covering hug (ANTON SOUNDED SO GOOD??)

i was about to fold but i did not. we must stay strong chingus😣😓✊🏼

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lost and found (smau)

#23. yes maam

꩜ .ᐟ wc: 0.4k + screenshots

꩜ .ᐟ a/n: idk what to say yall. exam szn is kicking my ass. but here ya go!! (not proofread so lmk if there are errors lol)

despite it being well into the evening, sohee and seunghan still weren't home. the latter chatted animatedly with wonbin at the balcony, a view of seoul's skyline in front of them.

sohee, on the other hand, leaned against the wall, phone in hand. his thumb was hovering over his screen. he wasn't really paying attention to the conversation.

wonbin was the first to notice his silence. “so what's gotten into you? tired from all that singing?”

sohee laughed. albeit a bit nervously.

seunghan looked over at sohee, gaze flitting down to the way sohee's fingers twitched indecisively over the screen. “is this what i think it is?” he asked in a sing-song voice.

“hm? what?”

seunghan turned to wonbin. “he's definitely texting y/n.”

at the sound of those words, wonbin froze. “finally,” he mumbled.

“this is probably the fifteenth time he opened their chat today.” seunghan snorted.

“oh, shut up!” sohee's ears were pink as he locked his phone and tucked it inside his pocket.

“don’t ‘shut up’ me,” seunghan shot back. “just text her already. you’ve been doing this ‘should i shouldn’t i’ thing for weeks. it’s getting painful to watch.”

sohee shot him a look. “you don’t understand... it’s not that simple. we fought the other day—”

“wait,” seunghan said, blinking. “what do you mean, you fought?”

sohee sighed. “it's… a long story. i won't get into details, but we had a, uh—disagreement.”

“whose fault was it?”

“mine,” sohee muttered almost immediately.

wonbin rolled his eyes. “all you have to do is apologize then.”

sohee gave him a look. “what if she doesn't forgive me?”

“look,” wonbin leaned forward with a knowing smile. “there's a good chance she will. i mean, it seems like she likes you. and even if she doesn't, she organized this day for you. she's obviously fond of you either way."

seunghan patted his shoulder. “she'll forgive you. just say sorry and hear her out.”

wonbin snorted at the look on sohee's face “it’s obvious, dude. she talks a lot about your music. and you.”

seunghan nodded sagely. “especially you. don’t get me started on the way she talks about you. the rare times it was just the two of us at the apartment, she was like, ‘sohee’s so talented,’ ‘oh my gosh, seunghan, did you hear his song?’ it’s never-ending.”

sohee's breath hitched. “i'm sure she doesn't say that,” he muttered, but his voice had lost its strength.

“she does,” wonbin and seunghan said in unison, their expressions full of smugness.

seunghan crossed his arms. “look. you’re overthinking it. just tell her how you feel.”

— meanwhile, in y/n's orbit.

your hands trembled as you typed on your keyboard. how am i even supposed to act? you sighed.

fuck it.

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Wonbin Sketch ㅤ♡ྀི ₊

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are we ready to talk about how sm never released any footage from riize in madrid? because i’m ready to talk about it. i’m ready to talk about how happy they probably were and how excited the were to be complete again. all that for them to get fucked over by their company that then pretends like nothing happened.

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lost and found (smau)

#22. so sick

꩜ .ᐟ wc: 0.9k

꩜ .ᐟ a/n: tn we feast !! here's a big chapter :D not proofread!

"guys? come in!" wonbin was unusually fidgety today. his voice was bit too chirpy.

seunghan looked at sohee and shrugged. "are we getting coffee after this?"

"don't worry." wonbin smiled.

as the two walked past the threshold, they were greeted by a stranger.

"hey, welcome to the studio. you're lee sohee, right?"

the said boy blinked at the sudden attention, nodding wordlessly.

"wonbin and a friend of yours came to the owner a while ago asking for a favor," he started, clapping sohee on his shoulder. "told me him good you were, and how you were letting your talent rot, so he managed to sneak you in the bookings."

he quickly glanced at wonbin, who was visibly nervous, an uneasy smile on his lips.

oh, so that's why he was acting so strange…

"um, who's the other person who came here with wonbin?" sohee blurted out, not realizing he cut him off.

"oh right, that's the girl. y/n, was it?"

at the mention of your name, his eyes went wide. y/n? despite what happened the day before, he couldn't help but let a tiny smile slip at the thought of you organizing this for him.

when did she pull this stunt off? he was shocked. i should text her. apologize.

"so yeah. my name's jay and i'm an audio engineer! i'm here to help," he said, patting sohee's back.

sohee muttered a small thank you, still in shock.

"man, this is sick." seunghan grinned.

"are you coming, or not?" wonbin nudged sohee with his elbow.

sohee put up his hands in mock surrender. "wait up!"

— in y/n's orbit.

the sound of traffic from the street under your windows woke you up. you stirred beneath your crumpled blanket; your hair was a tangled mess against your tear-stained pillow. you groaned as you forced yourself to sit upright. your throat felt dry, the salty aftertaste of instant ramen from a few hours ago clung unpleasantly to your tongue.

yesterday's events replayed in your head.

you walked to the apartment, head hung low. you knew you had feelings for him, and yet, no one could've prepared you for the sheer intensity of… all this? you didn't know this turn of events would upset you this much.

this was the reason why you vowed to yourself to only focus on your studies, and nothing else. the past you would laugh at your current state.

your phone buzzed on your side table, startling you out of your daze.

shit, it's almost 7pm.

your eyes widen at the ridiculous amount of texts from—well—almost everybody. out of instinct, you press on your dearest groupchat.

you inhaled deeply as you heard footsteps growing louder in the hallway.

"y/n? it's me," anton said, knocking softly.

your hand hovered on the door knob, hesitance creeping up on you. slowly, you twisted the knob and opened the door just a crack. you looked up—anton's face was riddled with worry.

"you've been in there for so long… tell me what happened," his voice was soft, but laced with uneasiness.

you just stood there, paralyzed.

frankly, you didn't know if you could even explain what you were feeling to anton. you realized you've drifted away from him these past three months.

where should you even start?

"talk to me," he urged you gently.

you gulped, taking a step back and letting him enter your space.

"sorry for the mess," you stalled, gesturing vaguely at your surroundings, eyes drawn to your feet.

he shook his head. "it's fine, and it's also okay if you don't want to tell me anything, but just look at me when you say it."

your eyes snapped up to his face. "i'm…" you sighed, "not fine."

you sat back down on the edge of your bed, avoiding his gaze once again.

"do you wanna tell me why? of course, it's okay if you need some space—"

"it's not because of my exams." you cut him off. "i had an argument—if you could call that an argument—with sohee yesterday."

you hated the way your voice was shaky. could anton hear that? god, you hope not.

his eyebrows shot up in surprise. "a fight?"

"yeah, basically."

"why?"

"you might wanna sit down for this, it's, uh, a long story." you flashed him a sheepish smile.

— half an hour later.

anton was rubbing your back in reassurance.

"so… you like him?"

your cheeks burned in embarrassment. "yes, anton, i do." you hid your face in the palm of your hands.

"and you told him you didn't wanna see him?" he asked, an eyebrow raised.

"sort of," you stammered out. "i just didn't want people to think we're dating!"

anton snorted at your words. "so what? you like him! screw what other people say."

"you think so? but what if he doesn’t like me?"

anton sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "are you blind, y/n? have you seen the way he looks at you?"

you turned to him, frowning. "uh… no?"

he stared at you, dumbfounded. "you're hopeless."

"okay, maybe it crossed my mind once or twice... but he hasn't said anything! and he's the one who had the idea about the whole, you know," you paused, searching for the right words, "best friend act."

"didn't look so fake to me," he mused out loud, "and you're right, your plan backfired. you totally looked a lot more than just best friends."

you groaned. "this is fucked."

"in the beginning, i believed it. hell, even yeri noona did." he laughed, "i was kinda mad i got replaced, not gonna lie."

"seriously?"

he chuckled, shaking his head. "i know, ridiculous. me? replaced? that's funny."

you rolled your eyes.

"but later on? you two were fooling no one." he smirked, "wonbin even made a groupchat with everyone except you and sohee."

"WHAT?" you gasped.

"he's secretly rooting for you two. don't tell him i told you though."

your eyes were wide. "this is worse than i thought."

"what are you planning to do, then?"

you pondered for a minute. "i don't know."

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2021 is the year I finally get my shit together

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"you know for someone who says she hates me, you sure seem committed," "legally comitted. don't push your luck,"

@ forbetterorforworse the only thing worse than your job, is who you share it with. everyone knows that senior sales rep lee sohee is at the top of your list of grievances. so much so that you've been contemplating quitting. but when you wake up with a massive hangover and to a marriage certificate bearing both your names--well, you're not sure quitting is going to cover it.

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so what the fuck

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now that i think abt it, it would also work rlly well as a smau fic... hmm🤔

so before the day ends, merry christmas to everyone who celebrates :))

also i have an idea for another fic !! and !! im so !! excited !! it's a band au and its just so fun to imagine scenarios abt that hehe (more in the tags)

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lost and found (smau)

#21. do i have to punch someone?

꩜ .ᐟ wc: 0.3k + smau

꩜ .ᐟ warnings: y/n and sohee being annoyingly oblivious.

confusion.

sohee's words rang in your head, unraveling meanings you thought you understood.

the wrong impression.

you saw the way his body stiffened at those words.

why would he react like that?

it's not like he likes you, right? he's the one who suggested the whole 'a boy and a girl can be friends and nothing more' scheme. he couldn't possibly harbor feelings for you.

you just find that thought hard to believe.

all the times in which you hung out together were strictly platonic. sure, you've certainly grown… fond of his company, but that doesn’t mean anything! it doesn't have to mean anything.

if he really did like you, you would've sensed it. at least, you think so. it's not like you've been perfectly nice to him. even after becoming (real) friends, you've never said anything to him that could make him fall in love (in your opinion)—it was mostly banter with a side of insults.

having had enough of ruminating, you sighed, pushing yourself off of the bench. you fished your phone out of your pocket.

— 8:48 am, the next day.

truthfully, sohee was perplexed by wonbin's recent behavior—he was friends with him, yes, but they weren't super close either. so last night, when he got wonbin's text, he just stared at his screen, wondering if he got the wrong number.

"so where's this coffee shop?"

"you'll see!"

after a little while, wonbin's steps came to a stop. "this is the place," he muttered, a small smile.

sohee blinked. "uh, are you sure? this isn't a coffee shop, it's a—"

"a recording studio, yep."

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so before the day ends, merry christmas to everyone who celebrates :))

also i have an idea for another fic !! and !! im so !! excited !! it's a band au and its just so fun to imagine scenarios abt that hehe (more in the tags)

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lost and found (smau)

#20. the wrong impression?

꩜ .ᐟ wc: 0.9k

꩜ .ᐟ warnings: a little bit of angst?

“so, do you guys have plans after this?” yeri mused outloud, as she sipped on her mimosa.

“i'm going to eunseok's place,” giselle answered, a smile tugging at her lips. yeri's eyes twinkled in enthusiasm. “ah, young love.”

anton snorted. “you're still young, what do you mean?” 

yeri shrugged. “i'm still the oldest, and i'm literally dating y/n's brother. i feel like a big sister watching her siblings grow up.”

giselle let out an ‘aww’, squeezing her friend's hand. anton wrinkled his nose, yet a small grin appeared on his face. “you're getting sappy,” he muttered, snickering.

she rolled her eyes, dismissing his comment. “anton? y/n? what are your plans?”

anton quickly replies with a shrug. "i'll catch up on sleep."

you all nod in understanding, then yeri's eyes turn to you expectantly. before you could respond, giselle interjected, "it involves sohee, right?"

she’s absolutely right.

you facepalmed yourself in your head. pretending to be best friends with him isn’t convincing anyone. what am i even doing? you glanced down at your empty plate, trying to look composed. the fact that i’m seeing him today isn’t helping. we really need to rethink our strategy…

“y/n?” yeri’s voice pulled you out of your thoughts, her brow arched in curiosity.

you blinked, realizing you've taken too long to respond. “uh, yeah,” you said quickly, “we're just gonna hang out at his place. nothing major.”

anton narrowed his eyes slightly, tilting his head. “sohee, huh?” his tone is casual, but there’s an edge of curiosity in his eyes that made your stomach tighten. “you’ve been studying with him an awful lot lately.”

giselle smirked, clearly enjoying the tension. “yeah, y/n, what could you two be up to, now that it's summer break…” she trailed off.

you forced a laugh, hoping it sounds natural. “come on, it’s not like that. i don't like him that.”

yeri leaned her chin on her hand, her gaze inquisitive. “then what is it like?”

your heart skipped a beat. you could feel their eyes on you, waiting, watching. 

“it’s nothing,” you said a bit too quickly, brushing them off with a wave of my hand. “we’ve gotten close. right, but that's all it is.”

anton raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. “close enough that you see him more than you see me?”

your face reddened at the accusation. “it’s not like that,” you insisted, but your voice seemed a little too defensive.

they’re not buying it. 

giselle grinned knowingly. “whatever you say, y/n.”

yeri smiled but didn't push further, and the conversation moved on—at least for now.

— a few hours later.

sohee was already waiting when you arrived, sitting casually on the bench near the park entrance in front of his apartment. he spotted you and waved, his usual smile plastered across his face. you managed to return a small smile, but the weight of your thoughts pulled at your chest.

“so,” you said, as you looked around, gesturing at the park, "i thought we were gonna hang out in your apartment?"

"the weather's nice, so why not?" he said as he patted the space beside him. "sit down, you must be tired from walking in the heat."

as you lowered yourself onto the bench, he handed you a beer from a plastic bag. "for old time's sake?" he grinned.

"we're never beating the alcoholics allegations, you know?" you snorted, grabbing the cold can. "but sure."

he rolled his eyes as he gulped down the beverage.

“so… how was your last exam?” you asked, after taking a sip.

he smiled, nodding to himself. "it went well, i was worried for nothing."

you nudged him with your elbow. "i knew you could do it!"

he laughed, rubbing the nape of his neck. 

as you two talked about everything and anything, time seemed to be frozen. and yet, your mind couldn't help but wander. you stared at your lap, deep in thought. 

"what's wrong? something happened?" his tone was breezy, light as always. "looks like you've got something on your mind."

you hesitated, gaze flitting to his concerned features, then nodded. “yeah, actually."

his smile faltered slightly. “oh. okay, what’s up?”

you glanced down at your hands, fiddling with the hem of your t-shirt. “i just think… maybe we should stop hanging out so much..." you trailed off. "our plan backfired!" you exclaimed, gesturing animatedly. "it’s giving the wrong impression.”

there was a pause—a long, heavy silence that makes your heart pound. when you finally glanced back at him, his expression was unreadable, but you noticed the way his shoulders tensed.

“the wrong impression?” he said softly, as if he was testing the words out.

you nodded quickly, rushing to explain. "yeah, like… people are starting to think there’s something going on between us, and it’s weird—”

“it’s what?” he asked, his voice quieter than usual.

you paused, unsure how to answer. he looked down, his fingers lightly tapping against the edge of the bench. “you're right. that makes sense, i guess,” he said after a moment, his tone carefully neutral.

“sohee? you sure about—”

“no, it’s fine,” he interrupted, his voice still calm but a little unsteady. he chuckled dryly; his smile didn't quite reach his eyes.

“i mean, i get it. if it’s making things weird for you, then… yeah, maybe it wasn't a good idea after all.”

you felt a pang in your chest at how distant he suddenly seemed. “wait—”

“just what were we thinking, y/n?,” he laughed bitterly, standing up and fixing his cap. he avoided looking at you, his gaze fixed somewhere in the horizon. “i don’t want to make things harder for you.”

the tone of his voice made your throat tighten. “sohee, wait—”

“i need to go,” he said quickly, cutting you off before you could finish, "i have my shift, so i gotta get ready."

then he turned and walked away, his steps slow and hesitant.

you watched him disappear down the path, your chest heavy with words left unsaid. in the stillness that ensues, you wonder if the wrong impression wasn’t so wrong after all.

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