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nhularin · 1 year

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ENOUGH FOR YOU

PAIRING popular bf! sunghoon x f!reader GENRE angst no comfort, childhood friends to lovers to exes, highschool AU WARNING wonyoung hating sunghoon XTRA not as angsty as my other drabbles but..., not proofread, probably some grammar mistakes WC 1.3k series masterlist

june 2nd, 2002

"stop moping around and eat your sandwich"

wonyoung snickered, mac and cheese muffling her voice as your head laid restlessly on the metal ( probably dirty and oily) cafeteria table.

"like seriously, its been five days since he last messaged you. i always knew he was a jerk, pretty privilege is real! hes nothing but a ken doll with the way his words are filled with nonsense"

"leave him alone" you groaned, head still down, you could practically feel the acne screaming from underneath your skin "hes a nice guy, probably just busy"

"busy my ass, dont you see the way he literally follows that loser group like an overgrown chihuahua? if he can make time to buy booze for a bunch of 17 year olds then he can for sure make time for his amazing, smart and pretty girlfriend" wonyoung rolled her eyes as she stuffed bland coleslaw in her mouth

you looked up, dark bags adoring your face, you had been in a relationship with sunghoon since your freshman year. as children, you both had been inseparable ever since you moved to salt lake city, your bond growing stronger with each passing year. but now, as juniors, things felt different. he had recently joined the popular crowd, the same crowd you both used to talk shit about in between classes, and friday nights had become synonymous with parties and new faces.

tried so hard to be everything that you liked

the change had been gradual at first, but you couldn't help but notice how sunghoon had become the center of attention, attracting the gazes of both girls and sweaty boys alike. his charismatic smile and magnetic personality drew people towards him like moths to a flame, leaving you feeling like a mere extra and shadow in his presence.

but it was the encounters with the prettier, more popular girls that cut you to the core. you couldn't help but compare yourself to them, questioning if you were really deserving for sunghoon. the doubts grew louder with each unanswered message, as sunghoon seemed to drift further away.

you only sighed

"lets get this over with. you, pretty girl, find your ogre looking piece of shit of a boyfriend and im gonna stay at the entrance" wonyoung ordered sternly, her voice growing darker as she described your boyfriend

unable to bear the weight of uncertainty any longer and seeing you drown in the growing pool of self pity, wonyoung suggested going to the party where sunghoon tweeted where he was going to be at. maybe seeing him in person would provide some clarity. and so, you found yourself at the heart of the celebration, searching for a glimpse of the person who held your heart.

the night was filled with laughter and music as you stood in the midst of the crowded party. but amidst the lively atmosphere, a heavy sense of unease settled in your heart. you couldn't help but feel like a walking shell of sadness with the absence and lack of your boyfriend's warmth, your messages left unanswered for days dont make your overthinking self feel better either. the persistent doubt gnawed like an aggressive parasite in your mind, making you question if you were truly enough for him.

you found someone more exciting the next second, you were gone

it didn't take long for your eyes to land on him. sunghoon stood near the punch bowl, a radiant smile on his face as he engaged in a conversation with the head cheerleader joonhee. your heart sank at the sight, your fears of being replaceable seemingly coming true, his laughter and the way he touched her arm with familiarity stung deeply in your soul.

"1,2,3 breathe, 1,2,3 breathe" you whispered shakingly to yourself with closed eyes, trying to calm the storm inside of you

overwhelmed by heartache, you couldn't stand to witness any more. and so, running through the backdoor and through drunk teenagers, your breath came in ragged gasps as tears welled up slowly, refusing to fall, just like your pride. you couldn't bear to be in that suffocating environment any longer. the cool night air embraced you as you reached your car, parked in lee heeseungs empty suburb's parking lot.

as you sat in the car, your emotions overflowed, tears still threatened to fall freely as your soul filled with rage and betrayal. it was in that moment, surrounded by darkness and engulfed by doubt, that your vulnerability took hold. the floodgates of your emotions burst open, and a stream of tears cascaded down your cheeks. each tear held your deepest fears and insecurities, each sob a cry for validation and reassurance.

and you left me there cryin', wonderin' what I did wrong

"fucking shit" you sighed as incoming calls of wonyoung flooded your notifications. "should've listened to her, huh?" humorless laughter echoed in your crammy dark dimmed toyota. the silence was unbearable, fuelling the whispers in your head that you were not enough and you havent been good enough for him for a while. that you had lost sunghoon to someone who was prettier, much more interesting than you. but deep down, a glimmer of strength began to flicker within you

"why wasn't I enough?" you whispered, the words escaping your lips like a desperate plea. in the depths of your pathetic despair, you couldn't comprehend how you had fallen short, how you had failed to capture sunghoons attention and affection.

the car's small interior offered a temporary solace, shielding you from the actions of the world outside. the emptiness of the parking lot mirrored the emptiness you felt within, making the pain that coursed through your veins grow stronger. you gripped the steering wheel, your knuckles turning white as you tried to steady your trembling body (and if you were your friend, how you were going to run over your boyfriend)

but as the minutes ticked by, you began to actually listen to the daily "you're enough, you're enough. you deserve all the love and happiness in the world, from someone much better" mantra of your friend, realizing that your worth did not hinge on Sunghoon's approval.

you were more than just a measure of your relationship. you were a person with dreams, aspirations, and a heart that deserved to be cherished, regardless of whether it was by sunghoon or someone else.

with each tear that fell, a flicker of resilience ignited within you. screw him, you refused to let your doubts created by him define you. you refused to believe that you were not enough. slowly, you wiped away the tears, your reflection in the rearview mirror revealing tired and empty eyes

Taking a deep breath, you whispered to yourself, "I am enough, i am enough, i am enough. I am deserving of love and happiness." the words hung in the air, the words a combat fighting the doubts that had plagued your mind.

Don't you think I loved you too much to think I deserve nothing?

"and i deserve if from someone who values me" your voice cracked, dried tears threatening to fall again

as you started the car, the engine's purr resonated with newfound determination. you drove away from the empty parking lot, leaving behind the doubts and heartache that had consumed you. and as you navigated the darkened streets, a flicker of hope emerged, lighting your path towards self-discovery (having a midlife crisis at the ripe age of seventeen is normal, right?) and a love that would celebrate your true worth.

'Cause someday I'll be everything to somebody else

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dinoraur24 · 1 year

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Love in War Chapter 2: Worries and Excitement ------------------------------------------------ Duty After School Fanfic

Wang Tae Man x Fem!OC

Summary:

The Sunshine of 3-2 didn't expect her senior year to end up in the military during an alien apocalypse…

Hwang Ha-Yun was born to have a bright personality. Her name means sun after all. Everyone calls her the 'Sunshine of 3-2'. Mostly everyone gets along with her until she reaches her boiling point where her temper could be as hot as the sun.

Wang Tae Man, the class clown of 3-2, has been her partner in crime since the fateful day she moved next door. They've been inseparable ever since.

With an alien apocalypse added into the mix and traumas resurfaced, what will happen to their relationship? And will they be able to survive? TW: swearing, fighting [2952 words] [Other Chapters]

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“Us?!”

“Yah, do you think we’d use guns like in CSGO?”

“We’re going to die.”

“Shibal shibal shibal.”

Class 3-2 didn’t expect their last year of high school would be military training. Well, that’s an interesting way to go out with a blast. Literally (hopefully not). Ha-Yun quietly took out her favorite chocolate from her bag.

“Why’d they do this to us?” asked Ha-Yun as she took a bite.

“There must be a catch.”

She turned to Young Shin who was researching on his laptop. “It’s real,” he announced.

“It’s no April Fools Joke, I guess,” said Tae Man, frowning.

Ha-Yun laughed and hit him playfully with the chocolate. “It’s October, Dummy.”

“Oh yeah.”

Hee-Rak clapped his hands gleefully. “This means we’re not going to learn!”

Ha-Yun rolled her eyes at that exclamation. If they’re not canceling the CSATs, they’ll never hinder their education. She had to applaud his optimism, though. Usually, Hee-Rak is the pessimist of the class.

After offering some chocolate to Tae Man, her attention was caught yet again by the TV. “Regarding third-grade high school students only, there will be military training and existing education at the same time.”

Il-Ha slapped Hee-Rak’s arm which made him yelp in pain. “You jinxed it, asshole.”

The Minister continued, “As such, the government decided to reward students, who agreed to military training, with extra credit for college admissions.”

“What in the bribery is this?” said Ha-Yun. The government seemed to be really desperate if they were offering free credit just for that. Something was terribly wrong.

Ms. Park turned off the TV. The grim expression was still plastered on her face. Ha-Yun understood how worried she might’ve been. If they’re going through military training, they’ll probably get drafted. Ha-Yun ate more chocolate.

“Military training and classes at the same time?” asked Yoo-Jung.

“What’s military training and what’s extra credit for?” asked Soon-Yi. Ha-Yun looked at her blankly. The name explained itself.

“Does this mean we have to take CSAT no matter what?” exclaimed Soyoon.

“It just means we’re doomed!” screamed Joonhee.

Ha-Yun nodded sadly. Doomed indeed. She spoke up, “Maybe they’d make the questions easier since we’d be very busy.”

Soyoon turned to her. “Sunshine, we love your optimism. But as if they’d ever do that.”

The optimistic girl just shrugged. There goes another bite of her chocolate. She could feel Tae Man playing with her hair behind her.

“Silence!”

Ha-Yun was surprised at how quickly everyone went quiet just after one shout. This did not happen often.

Ms. Park continued, “Just as he said, it means you’ll be doing both military training and school classes at the same time. The government said third-grade high school students are only enlistment candidates, so let’s not worry too much.”

“There’s still a chance we’d be drafted…” thought Ha-Yun. She may be an optimist on the outside. But that’s just to make people not worry. Inside, she was the biggest worrier ever. She obviously didn’t want to see her own classmates potentially sacrifice themselves.

Ms. Park asked the Banjang to hand out some forms. Ha-Yun’s eyes widened at the huge amount of text about the terms and conditions of the training. It was getting too real.

“They’re military training agreements,” said Ms. Park. “Take them home and show your parents.”

“Miss!” Joonhee raised her hand. A horrified look on her face. “Are we going to stay together?!”

Ha-Yun smiled brightly. “It’d be like a giant slumber party!”

The boy behind her squeezed her shoulder in agreement. “She’s right.” He then looked to their teacher and asked, “What happens to people who don’t consent?”

“It’s not certain, but you’ll most likely be taking remote classes.”

Ha-Yun frowned. She didn’t like remote classes. Her brain can’t pay attention if she wasn’t in the environment where the person is actually teaching.

“How much credit do we get?” asked the first-ranked student. “Are there different amounts of extra credit you can get?”

“More details will be released later. I’ll share it with you as soon as the Department of Education’s policy comes out. What’s certain is that extra credit is only given to those who took the training. Make sure to get them signed if you’ll participate.”

“Miss, what about the acting and film majors?” asked Hana.

Soyeon raised her hand. “Does that mean we’re going to war?”

“Miss, how about people who aren’t going to college?”

“Miss, how long is the training?”

“What if we drop out in the middle?”

“Where will the training take place?”

The students bombarded the poor teacher with question after question.

“We’re safe right, miss?” asked Ha-Yun.

The homeroom teacher straightened her spine. “I’m sure you’re all surprised and startled.” Her mouth forced on a smile. “It’s the same for me. However, uh, let’s not worry. You just continue your studies and keep doing what you were doing as you train. We can’t forget the years of effort you put in to go to a good college. All right?”

Nobody responded. The class that was known to be the most chaotic was completely silent.

“Pay attention to your classes today!” And with that, the homeroom teacher made her leave.

"Huh? Ms. Park!"

"You can't be leaving like this!"

"You need to answer our questions."

"MS. PARK!"

She shut the door behind her.

"Are you going to go?" asked Tae Man to Ha-Yun. She weighed her options. She knew she'd only go if both Tae Man and Soo-Chul were eager to attend. And that was a 100% confirmation they would. But that didn't stop her from worrying. That's a problem for home later.

"I don't know yet," she simply answered; smiling slightly at him to hide her worry. Her chocolate bar was already fully eaten.

Tae Man patted her head. "There's nothing to worry about, Ha-Yunie." He pulled out her favorite chocolate from his pocket and gave it to her. An emergency bar was always in his pocket just in case.

The two's attention got caught by Deok-Joong's screaming of a war that he assumed was happening right now. That was one of Ha-Yun's suspicions but she didn't want to voice it out. She followed her best friend who went to join in their conversation.

"Yah, but why does it have to be the third grade? What about the first and second years?" asked Deok-Joong.

"I know," said Kimchi. "Shouldn't we be exempt since we're taking the CSAT?"

"That's right! Honestly-"

Tae Man sneakily rests his arm on Deok-Joong as if he was a part of their conversation the whole time. His face was pulled into an expression Ha-Yun knew so well. He was going to spout out some nonsense. She stood beside Kimchi with her arms folded; ready to listen to what he was about to say.

"College admission is everything for the third year. If extra credit on CSAT is promised, how hard would we work? That's why they picked the third graders."

"Tae Man, this is the first time I'm convinced by your words."

Ha-Yun was shocked and clapped her hands proudly. "Wah, I knew there was a brain inside there after all."

With a boosted ego and swagger, Tae Man fist-bumped the two of them. This made Ha-Yun giggle which earned a small smile from Tae Man as he looked at her.

Deok-Joong still had a serious expression on. "A sudden war wouldn't break out, would it?"

"Against who?" asked Tae Man.

"Against them." Deok-Joong pointed to the things outside.

Tae Man stood up. "Come on. It's embarrassing to fight balloons."

"Deok-Joong's not wrong," said Ha-Yun. Tae Man looked at her quizzically. "Little Miss Sunshine, that's a lot coming from you."

She took a bite of her chocolate. "They're asking us to train. It must be something severe."

"The likeliness of us being drafted would probably not be high. We're just reserves," said Young Shin who barged in their conversation as well.

Tae Man immediately hugged Ha-Yun. "It's ok, my Sunny. I'll protect you if there is a war."

Ha-Yun could feel her face heating up. She assumed it was probably because Tae Man is a walking body heater.

"Yah, Wang Tae Man! Get your hands off my sister!" yelled Soo-Chul, coming towards them. In an attempt to annoy him more, the two hugged each other tighter. Soo-Chul pried them away from each other but not before Tae Man snuck in a kiss on her cheek to rile him up. Ha-Yun stood there frozen while her brother chased her best friend.

Kimchi smirked. “Yah, Hwang Ha-Yun. Are you ok?”

“Huh?”

“Off to Love Island are you?”

“Ohhhhhhh.” Deok-Joong finally had entertainment.

“Shut it, Kimchi. We’re strictly platonic and I’m not the one who keeps staring at someone.” She turned her back and walked toward Soo-Chul who was hitting Tae Man; leaving Deok-Joong to attack Kimchi with questions.

Ha-Yun pried her brother off Tae Man. “Soo-Chul-ah, we don’t condone violence in this class.”

Ironically, Young Hoon just head-butted Il-Ha right after she said that. The whole class immediately backed themselves up to the walls. Tae Man and Soo-Chul shielded Ha-Yun at her front. The poor girl had to tiptoe over their shoulders to see what was happening.

The brawl was getting more and more intense. Il-ha literally threw Young Hoon straight into a desk. Oh, there goes Tae Man’s neck pillow. And wow, a flying chair.

“Can’t you guys stop them?” Ha-Yun asked.

The two boys looked at her. “Us?”

“Yeah, you two are men, right?”

With Jang Soo taking the first action, the other guys went to stop them, including Tae Man; though reluctantly. Soo-Chul stayed to guard the girls from getting close to the action. It literally took 7 of the guys to separate the two.

“Why the fuck are those two always fighting?” exclaimed Soyoon.

“It’s funny. The first rank vs the last rank,” said Ha-Yun. If this was any other day, she would’ve stepped in and helped with their injuries. But they were adding on more tension to an already stressful day for no reason.

Il-Ha and Young Hoon managed to escape the grasp of the boys. They stood on opposite sides of the class, staring intensely into each other. Ha-Yun had hoped for the tension to dissipate but it never came when Young Hoon sparked another insult.

“What, you fucking asshole?”

Il-Ha was so close to charging at him when Deok-Joong opened a window. “Oh, it’s the military.”

“They’re here already?” asked Ha-Yun as she looked out the window. She saw a couple of soldiers coming out of the truck and lining up in front of someone who seemed to be the commander. Her eyes weren’t sharp enough to process their faces. She did see a medic truck, though. That was something to look forward to.

“Do you think they’d treat us nicely?” she asked Nara.

“Probably not,” said Nara. Knowing her friend, she was probably excited to shoot a gun. Her grandfather was in the military so she was already taught basic training and shooting while she grew up. She hadn’t been able to practice her shooting since she moved to England.

“I hope one of them is cute.”

The two girls looked at Soyeon with blank stares. “What? Something has to get me through the training if my parents force me to go.”

That made all three girls burst into laughter. Their attention was then caught by their Literature teacher coming in. Everyone hurriedly sat in their seats. Classes finally started.

“Military training?” asked Ha-Yun’s dad at the dinner table.

“Yeah,” said Soo-Chul. “For four months. We will get extra credit for CSATs if we go.”

“Yah, as if the extra credit is the main reason you want to go.” Ha-Yun rolled her eyes knowing her brother just wanted to do the ‘cool military stuff’. She had to hear him and Tae Man fanboy giggle over their hopes for the training the whole walk home.

Soo-Chul sent her a glare and went back to smile with pleading eyes at their dad. “So, can we go, appa?”

Hwang Dal ate his last spoon of rice. “Hmm,” he said while thinking. “What do you think, yeobo?”

Soo-Chul’s mum took a glance at Ha-Yun with slight worry. She cared for the girl like her own daughter. They were very close.

Ha-Yun noticed her look and gave a small smile and nodded. The mum turned back to the dad. “As long as they stay safe.”

“Then, it’s settled. Bring me your papers, I’ll sign them.”

Soo-Chul jumped out of his seat and went to hug his parents. “Thank you, appa eomma!” He skipped happily to his room, immediately calling up Wutaek.

His mum sighed at her son. “Aigoo, what do I do with him?” She stared sternly at Ha-Yun. “Ha-Yun-ah, helped me with the dishes, please.”

“Ok, eomma.”

As they were finally alone in the kitchen, her mum says, “Do you really want to go? I know you’re only saying yes because of the boys.” She knew how close her daughter is with her son and the boy next door. Tae Man practically lived in their house too because his parents are always coming home late.

“It’s ok, eomma. I saw a medic truck just now. I think I can get some experience with the first aid lessons.”

“Aigoo, my little nurse. Make sure to take care of yourself, yeah? Pack a lot of chocolate.”

The daughter simply nodded. She took a box of chocolate from the fridge. Hopefully, it won’t melt at school. “Of course, eomma.”

After leaving her form outside for her dad to sign, she retreated into her room. Her phone was buzzing up with messages from the class group. The girl got comfortable on her bed as she opened up the chat. She read the extra information about the training Ms. Park sent. Apparently, the soldiers can randomly give out points and even take them away based on our acts. She opened the group chat with no teacher that was getting spammed in. She took one look at the complaints and immediately closed her phone.

Suddenly, she heard a knock on her window. She adjusted her glasses as she looked up. The smiling face of Wang Tae Man brought a smile to her face. The boy gestured for her to get out. Ha-Yun climbed out of her window and joined him at their treehouse. It was kind of cold because of the autumn weather so Tae Man draped a blanket around the shivering Ha-Yun. She smiled at him in appreciation.

The two got comfortable then Ha-Yun asked him, "Have your parents signed it?"

"They're not home yet, so I left it on the fridge. They'd see it."

Ha-Yun understood how hard her best friend's home life was. He loved his parents, yes, but they were barely home. Leaving him to spend most of his time with the people next door. He was practically already family at that point.

"Aren't you scared?" she asked in a small voice. Tae Man was probably the only person she was brave enough to share her worries with. He managed to get her through tough times. And vice versa. They need each other.

"Come on, Sunny. It's just training."

"What if we get drafted?"

"Then, like I said earlier, I'd protect you. Of course, your brother will too. Actually, every guy in our class-"

"Then who will protect you? I don't think I have it in me."

That reveal silenced the boy. He held her face so she'd look at him. "You have saved me hundred times before. You are literally my Superman." He started flowing her blanket as if it was a cape. His words and gesture finally made her laugh.

The window from her room suddenly was opened and out came Soo-Chul. He promptly sat in between the two and said, "What'd I miss?"

"We were talking about tomorrow," said Ha-Yun, not wanting to admit her worries anymore. She didn't want to spoil her brother's excitement. "Y'know, how excited we are..."

“I CAN’T WAIT FOR TOMORROW!!” burst out Soo-Chul. He was training for the police academy. Military training couldn’t be that different.

Ha-Yun and Tae Man listened to his giddy rant about what he hoped for the training. “Oh! We will shoot guns!! Isn’t that exciting?! Wutaek and I were screaming at each other-“

“Yah, Do Soo-Chul. What happened to your cool guy facade?” teased Tae Man.

The said boy cleared his throat. “I mean, military training. Cool.”

The other two laughed at his change of behavior. Soo-Chul glared at them. “Shut it, guys. I’m gonna go finish packing.”

“Oh, I forgot,” said Ha-Yun. “I haven’t started.”

“Tsk tsk tsk, Sunny. I can’t believe you forgot such an important thing,” said Tae Man.

“Shut it, Dummy. You go pack your toothbrush and toothpaste.”

“Ah, I already packed a good substitute for that.”

Before shutting her window, she shouted out, “It better not be that gum!”

Ha-Yun noticed Nara and Soyeon texting in their group chat about video calling while packing. She decided to join them. “Whatever that could keep me focused,” she thought. She went to her desk and opened her laptop to join the call.

“Hi, Ha-Yunie!!” Soyeon and Nara waved at her. She saw Soyeon’s room in a giant mess while Nara was chilling and reading a comic.

“Hi, guys! How much have you packed?”

“I’m trying to find my favorite lipgloss while Miss Packed Right After School here is relaxing.”

“Hey, I knew my parents would immediately agree.”

Ha-Yun laughed. “It’s ok, Soyeon. I haven’t even started.” She went to her closet and took out her pink suitcase and laid it out on the floor.

It’s going to be a long night.

#duty after school #wang tae man #wang tae man x reader #moon sang min

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