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good timing (p.sh x reader)

✧ pairing: highschool! classmates! park sunghoon x fem!reader 

✧ genre: high school au, slice-of-life, fluff(?)

✧ warnings: banter-type language (?) 

✧ synopsis: under the guise of a simple plan to the museum with your classmates, it becomes a mini-competition and reveals something interesting that you yourself can’t seem to understand…

sneak peak: "Okays" “…” “What are you wearing to the Museum,” his muffled voice travelled from your bedsheets. “You’re still here?” “What?” “I’m not telling you.”

a/n: heavily based on my friend’s first hand experience, i just romanticised the memory and added a lot of stuff because the real story is actually so cute but devoid of cuter details – also side note, i wrote this because this man appeared in my dream and i took it as a sign ;p

- might have a part 2?? because this part isnt even the main plot but i ended up writing a little too much so, yes :) 

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[poppingsunset]

good timing (p.sh x reader)

✧ pairing: highschool! classmates! park sunghoon x fem!reader 

✧ genre: high school au, slice-of-life, fluff(?)

✧ warnings: banter-type language (?) 

✧ synopsis: under the guise of a simple plan to the museum with your classmates, it becomes a mini-competition and reveals something interesting that you yourself can’t seem to understand...

sneak peak: "Okays" “...” "What are you wearing to the Museum," his muffled voice travelled from your bedsheets. "You're still here?" "What?” “I’m not telling you.”

a/n: heavily based on my friend’s first hand experience, i just romanticised the memory and added a lot of stuff because the real story is actually so cute but devoid of cuter details -- also side note, i wrote this because this man appeared in my dream and i took it as a sign ;p

- might have a part 2?? because this part isnt even the main plot but i ended up writing a little too much so, yes :) 

Its the hour after all of your end-of-year papers

So you make plans with your classmates to go to the museum during the weekend!

Was supposed to be a all-girls outing

But some of the male homo-sapiens wanted in on the 'fun'

You were a little concerned because the bunch of dudes that play basketball all day everyday suddenly show interest in going to an Art Museum???

The other guys are alright but Park Sunghoon?? That was kind of unexpected.

Anyway, the guys overheard you and your galpals talking about coordinating outfits

So they made it into a competition

You roll your eyes but hey, that the fun of having a relatively close-knitted class right HAHA

For the rest of the week, it became a thing to judge each other's dressing...

Tbh everyone is wearing the same UNIFORM, but this week your realised that the tiniest of details can be made into such a big issue

Like the crease of your skirt when you stand up

Or Sunghoon's habit of crumpling his shirt during Physical Education

Critical words were thrown around in all good fun within your classmates

Or so, you thought

It was really mostly just between you and Sunghoon

Joking around and going "boo, minus one point for this ugly crease"

And noticing every single movement you both make to find the right time to interject with "HA bad fashion.”

Saturday rolls in, and you get ready for your Museum Date with you classmates

The morning was mostly just saving the girls from their fashion crisis through text because you all were so set on winning this competition

No one even established what the prize is, but something in all of you just wanted to win so badly HAAHAHA

As you were getting ready, you get a missed call from "s.hoon"

While returning the call, you make your last visit to the restroom to check your outfit before leaving

"Woman, did you video call me to show me your ears"

That was the first thing you heard when the call went through

?? what ???

You look at your phone only to see his judgemental expression

"oh my gosh my bad i didnt know i pressed the wrong button"

"Idiot."

You give your phone a smack, hoping that it would be transmitted to his face somehow

"Anyway, I have no idea where this Museum is, take the train with me thanks."

Okay back it up

For context, the both of you live a few streets away

So whenever you make plans with your friends, you would most probably make your way to and back together

To prevent anyone from getting lost alone

Not saying that either one of you have a good sense of direction but

Better to end up lost with someone than alone🙂

Back to the phone call, you roll your eyes and throw your phone onto your bed

"See you in 20 minutes then," you semi-yelled as you started clearing the mess you made from trying to coordinate fits with the girls

"Okays"

...

"What are you wearing to the Museum," his muffled voice travelled from your bedsheets

"You're still here?"

"What, you didnt hang up."

You pick up your phone and angled it to your face so that he wouldnt see your outfit

"I'm not telling you,"

He laughed to himself, revealing his vampire tooth

"Sure alright"

Yeah, he could see the reflection of your backview from the standing mirror behind you

Time skip, youre making your way to your usual meeting spot and immediately notice the tall figure leaning against the wall

One hand in his jean pocket, the other mindlessly scrolling with the coat nicely folded over his arm

Hold up.

No way.

You stopped in your tracks and looked down at your outfit

What in the unwanted telepathy is this.

You're clad in a simple black t-shirt and waist-high mom-jeans, throwing over your beige jacket in case you get cold at the Museum

You look up at him again

black turtle-neck, jeans of a slightly lighter shade than yours, and his brown coat

"There's absolutely no way you guys decided on the same kind of dressing scheme as we did," you scanned him up and down the moment you reached him

"I don't really know what they wanted to wear I just wore what I felt like wearing. Fits for the occasion apparently," he flashed a smile and signalled to you how you two were practically matching

"What time did you get dressed?" You asked as the both of you settled in the train

"Probably like 10 minutes before your ear video called me" (lies)

You nudge him and gave him a quick glare

Grr

"I was dressed like 15 minutes before the call," you boasted

"Okay and?"

"So you copied me HAHA"

"Just because you got dressed before I did???"

"No shit Sherlock"

"That makes no sense."

"YOU make no sense"

"Do you want to fight me?"

"Sure."

Then you burst out laughing

Somehow, your conversations always lead to the same lines of fighting one another and you cherished that so much

You guys reached the Museum pretty early, none of your friends were anywhere near yet so you decided to sit on the benches outside to wait for them.

"Can I tie your hair?"

??? Sir ??

"What??"

"I just learnt how to braid hair from my sister last night I need to practice again before she tests me later"

You chuckled at the adorable reason

"Just don't make me bald thanks"

You adjusted yourself to the side of the bench, turning your body to the side and allowing him to ruin your hair

"Do you have another rubber band..?"

"No way you're tying two braids no no I am not from the girl guides, hoon"

"No, stupid. It's for my own hair"

"Oh. Sure then,"

A few of your friends arrived, sitting at the nearby benches next to yours, finding the uncanny twinning of both your outfits questionable

"So did you two decide to look good by yourselves or is sunghoon now a part of the girls?"

Jay pointed at the both of you and then to the other girls on his bench

The girls agreed on dressing up with similar outer-wears but different shades of inner shirt -- white, grey, dark grey, and finally, black

"hoon can replace me any day. Look, he's already halfway there to becoming a girl, being able to braid hair"

you said that with sarcasm and it was duly noted by the boy tying your hair, because he pulled it right after you finished your sentence

nice revenge pal

And lo behold, the man has yet to finish braiding your hair

"dude she's going to lose all of it by the end of today" Jay walked over to laugh at the sight in front of him

"Why did I agree to this.." you ask Jay and he laughs even more

You see Jake running towards where the rest of you are, clearly late.

But fashionably late.

"Sorry I had a urgent nature call to answer before I left home"

You burst out in laughter and before you could say anything, Jake interjects

"Damn it Sunghoon, why'd you change your outfit?! We were supposed to be like Powerpuff themed, what is this supposed to be"

"Powerpuff???" You laugh even harder.

What in the world POWERPUFF SJFHSJD

"STOP MOVING IM ALMOST DONE" sunghoon tugs at your hair and you listen

"As you can see, I'm the professor. Tall and exuding genius energy" he says while finishing up your braid

In all honesty, this man was lying.

He was initially supposed to be Bubbles, so his outfit was mostly blue and white

Until he called you and decided to change it to brown

But, nobody needs to know that.

"OKAY OKAY IM DONE"

It was actually not that bad.

Kinda clumsy but not that bad for a beginner and not that messy to be embarrassed of if you were to walk around the whole day looking like this

And so, you did🙂

a/n: should i continue the story///? 

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[in your minds.]

; in which both parties keep their feelings to themselves.

Highschool!Chani x reader, Gender neutral.

Warnings: none. (safe for all to read)

A/N: I had the sudden urge to write something after 2 years and this came about.. Had lots of fun writing this today xD I hope you enjoy reading this!!

Word count : I didn't count long.

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The perks of being in different classes with your neighbour upstairs, is that you both exchange notes and study together, whenever.

But that is not entirely the case with you and Chani. Sure, you exchange class notes, keep tabs on one another and study together ; but the number of times you both end up spending the night at each other's houses - during exams period - and lovely memories created together, makes living in the same block much more enjoyable.

"Hey, what's for dinner?" Chani leans back against the rolling chair and rubs his empty stomach.

You multi-task and answer the hungry boy while scribbling down solutions to the Physics question in front of you, "Mmm, probably your favourite stuff. My mom pampers you too much, you know... Yes! 25kW woohoo I'm done,"you clicked your pen and closed the book as you turned to your left to look at your neighbour.

"Hello sire, please don't ruin my sister's chair. It's going to break by the time she comes back this week"

Your sister stays in the University hostel, so the extra table and chair in your room is pretty much used by Chani all the time. He shoots you a playful look and starts to make the chair ascend and descend over and over again only to get hit by your flying eraser.

"AH" he rubs the top of his eyebrow where the impact of the eraser was still tingling,

"I'm calling the police for child abuse," he fake cries and pretends to dial for the police with his calculator. What a dork, you thought. You played along, starting to baby the 17 year old : "ogugugu did it hurt so bad?" you pat his head and made a sad face. This is entirely normal for the both of you; starting you own play in the comforts of either one of your homes.

Chani nods and sniffs, "Kiss it better." You give him a disgusted look and smacked his forehead, getting an "ow" from him.

"Are you even done with your work?" you use your pencil and tap on his table.

"No."

"Then do it, what are you waiting for?"

He whines, "This assignment is one chapter ahead of my class, I'll just finish it once my teacher is done teaching this chapterrrr."

"Boy, you were the one that told me Mr Jay is 'incapable of effectively transmitting his knowledge' to your 'genius brain' and that is why you're going to finish this by hook or by crook so I can help you get a head start to understand his classes." you walked towards Chani and pushed him back to the table, while you shuffle your chair towards his.

"Ya we've been doing Physics since 2 hours ago and you're still on question 23? Are you sure you understand my teaching??" you look at him, worried.

Little did you know, Chani spent 120 minutes on 23 questions because he was looking at you most of the time. The way your hair softly falls, the way rest your head on your hand as you poke your head while trying to solve the questions. The way you dressed so comfortably in your pullover jacket and basketball shorts - of terribly mismatched colours, but he liked the way you two were so comfortable with each other's presence.

"No no, I get the gist of everything, but I can't seem to fully apply them..." which is true but still, half a lie.

You pull yourself closer and work your brain to try and explain the questions as simply as possible for your dear friend (whoislowkeyjittery).

"Okay for this question, I know Mr Jay always tells you to draw the graph to visualise and solve it, but I've got formulas that solves this in a matter of seconds." you start writing them down, when Chani takes notice of the band-aids on your hand.

"Hey, what's up with all that?" he nudged you.

"ah, the plasters? Its just kind of like a jinx? I mean, you know how it feels to be expected to write 10 to 12 pages of our essay within 90 minutes... My fingers hurt when I grip on my pen too tightly for a prolonged period of time and these are just to prevent them from feeling the pain too early. It's nothing. Anyway, now, you can use these 5 formulas to solve the questions... Substitute them too, of course."

Chani's worried eyes didn't leave you for a second. You shared eye contact for a good five seconds before assuring him that you're fine.

He gripped your shoulders and let out a sigh, "You need to know when to rest." Chani's sincere words were warm and fuzzy and you smiled back, "which is why, I am going to nap. So wake me if you need any help. Although I'm sure these formulas can help you through everything."

"Alright."

You dragged your body to your bed and plopped yourself down as you try to get some sleep.

Am hour has passed, Chani just completed his work and is now settled next to your bed with more band-aids, hoping to replace the 2 day old ones on your hand. Of course, he wasn't sure how to do it without exerting too much so he fumbled with your hand and gingerly got the band aids off, revealing red and sore areas left by your pen.

Oh dear, he mouthed as he replaced them. Before he could go to throw the remains in the bin, your - unconscious self - tighten the grip of his hand, shocking Chani for a second. He looked down and thought : is she awake? He bent down and brushed your hair aside, only to face a drooling you. Chani chuckled and stay put. How can you sleep so soundly... He rested his head on his elbow and took in your features. You were definitely not in your prettiest state then, but he was unknowingly captivated. The boy smiled to himself and drifted to sleep.

-

"Kids! Take a break, it's time for dinner!!" your mother knocked the door, waking the both of you up. You first.

The moment you opened your eyes, the only thing you could see was Chani... You became aware of the closeness between the both of you. Looking at your hands, you felt weird. A good kind of weird. It felt... right. Somehow. How? You don't know, it just does.

Then his eyes fluttered open, and once again, both of you were speechless. You exchanged blinks before sitting up and letting go.

"Uh l-let's go." you avoided Chani's gaze and scurried out of your room, frantically trying to wipe of the drool on your face. You internally curse at yourself for letting all that happen.

Chani followed closely behind, heart beating in his hand.

Dinner was awkward. The silence was killing you and your mom could notice it too.

"So, how was your day of studying?" she asked, clinking her utensils on her almost empty bowl.

"We- we had- I mean, it was productive, yeah. NoWeDidn'tSleep hahaha" you shoved more rice into your mouth, earning a laugh from the boy seated next to you.

-

"Thank you for the food," Chani directed his words to your mom as he walked towards the sink to get ready to wash the mess.

"Excuse me, are you not coming over to help wash your own stuff?" he kicked your chair and raised his brow.

You groaned as your mother laughed at the interaction between both of you. You stood next to him and attempted to be of any help only by using the hand that is free of plasters.

" Oh wow, you're so very helpful." Chani said in a sarcastic tone.

"Hey I don't want to wet my other hand.."

Silence. Again.

"Um thanks, for uh changing the band aids.." you said soft enough for only him to hear.

"So you're thankful?" the boy playfully looked over. You nodded, wide-eyed.

"Then you better repay my extreme kindness one day" he said as he flicked some water to your face and started to laugh.

"Screw you" you did the same thing back and the sound of your laughters whirled through the air.

-

A notification pops up on your phone the moment you lay in you bed.

Chani : "Hey, tell your mom that dinner

was really good and that I can't

wait to have more asap 😆😆"

You : "Yes, boss. Will do so immediately."

"She said you're the best. Wow why

am I the middle man between my

mother and a stealer,,"

Chani : "Stealer? 😏"

You : "No please don't even"

Chani : "of your heart?"

You : "NO I MEAN STEALING MY

MOTHER"

"sir, don't get ahead of yourself."

You cursed under your breath, wondering if he would learn to stop practicing pick up lines on you... Sometimes it catches you off guard and you just don't know how to react. Why? You don't know.

Chani : "So"

"What's up with not telling your

mom you napped"

You : "Nothing."

"Just because"

"You know."

"Okay bye I'm going to sleep."

You switched off your mobile and stared into the darkness. Why did you say that at the dinner table? You fiddled with the band aids on your hand and kept thinking until you drifted off to dreamland.

Meanwhile, on the level above yours, Chani was smiling to himself. He knows how you work. Full stops at the end of very short sentences means you're either angry or nervous. And he knew just what it was this time.

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