#He wouldn't behave and he wouldn't give his foot unless someone stood in front of him and *made* him shift his weight off of it

[damiemontclair]

Motherf... Horsey gave me a literal 'pferdekuss'.... His sedated ass decided to be stubborn and dumb and in doing so tripped himself up. I caught him face first with my thighs before he caught himself...

[latte-fairytaekwoon]

𝑀𝑦 𝐺𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑃𝑡.3 (𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑆𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑔ℎ𝑤𝑎)

<Part One> <Part Two><Part Four<

Pairing: Badboy! Park Seonghwa (Ateez)/ Reader (Female)

Genre: Fluff, Angst, College AU.

Summary: Spending more time with Seonghwa, Y/N gets to know more about him and realizes he's not just playing with her, he truly does like her. But the question now is how does she feel about him?

Warnings: Mentions of smoking and drinking, if you're sensitive to such topics, read at your own discretion.

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"You can lift up your face now doll, we're here."

Y/N slightly opened one eye, then the other. Indeed they were right in front of her apartment complex.

"I'm not dead?"

Seonghwa burst out laughing even though it was a slight jab to him.

"No. I'm not reckless so as to crash myself or this baby onto anything."

Y/N nodded and let out a silent 'Oh'. So much for trusting him though.

"So is the kitten going to finally retract her claws and release this tight grip on me, or does she want me to carry her all the way inside?" Seonghwa teased, poking one of her arms, which were currently wrapped around his waist like her life depended on it.

Well in a way one could say it did.

"Huh?" Y/N looked at her arm placement and let go. "Oh sorry!"

She got off the motorcycle and began to fumble to take the helmet off.

Seonghwa let out a tiny pfft.

"I was seriously hoping you'd choose the second option."

Y/N nearly dropped the helmet when he said that. She cleared her throat and handed it back to him.

"Anyway....thanks for the food, and your company..." She began.

"So essentially, you're thanking me for our little date?" He wiggled his eyebrows at her.

"It's not- wasn't- Oh!" She cried out and stomped her foot, turning on her heel and speed walking to her door.

"Wait! Y/N! Come back!"

Seonghwa called out to her, but she ignored him. She did not want him to see how flustered he got her to be. She was about to reach into her bag to get her keys, when it dawned on her: she left her bag in Seonghwa's motorcycle. She turned her head back to him, and of course, he was holding up her bag, with a look on his face that said 'I told you so.'

She sighed and took one step to go back, but Seonghwa signaled her not to.

"I'll bring it to you."

Seonghwa got off the motorcycle and walked up to her. He held out her bag to her, but before she could get it back, he suddenly got an idea and held it over his head.

"Hey! What was that for?" Y/N exclaimed as she jumped, trying to snatch her bag back.

"You haven't properly thanked me for taking you out on a date. Once you do, you can have this back." He smirked.

"Park Seonghwa! You're unbelievable!"

He merely shrugged at her comment.

"Your choice dollface. Either thank me and tell me you enjoyed it, or stay out here in the cold."

Y/N huffed and crossed her arms. She couldn't believe she was actually going to fall victim to his blackmail.

"Thanks for the date.....I..... actually had a nice time." She finally said, her voice barely whispering but Seonghwa was willing to take it.

He finally gave her the bag back and watched her fumble around to find her keys.

He snorted. "You girls should really have better organization in your purses."

Y/N lifted her eyes at him and glared at him, making Seonghwa step back with his arms up.

"Whoah, ok. Calm down kitten. Don't attack and get scratch marks on me...."

He paused then continued.

"Unless it's my back. Then I don't mind." He bit his bottom lip as he stared her up and down.

Y/N blushed intensely and stammered to try to tell him something, but couldn't.

"What? Kitten got caught her own tongue?" He snickered.

Y/N pouted, furrowing her eyebrows as her arms crossed in front of her chest.

"Aww come on doll. You know I'm just kidding. It's just cute to see you get all hissy or to see you get that pink tint on your cheeks."

Seonghwa's hands went to to her upper arms, his thumbs lightly rubbing her shoulders. He looked at her face for a while, just admiring the way the moon light shone on her features. Then he remembered he shouldn't keep her up so late.

"So....will I see you tomorrow?" He asked after a few minutes of silence passed.

"Huh? Oh the party...... I don't know. I'll feel out of place. I wouldn't know anyone there." She replied.

"You know me and I guess if you want to count them too, you know Wooyoung's loud ass and Yeosang's insipid ass." Seonghwa reminded her, causing her to giggle slightly.

"Seriously, smile like that more often. You look even more beautiful."

She immediately stopped giggling when he said that and was at an even greater loss for words when he leaned in and kissed her forehead.

"See you tomorrow babe. No ifs, ands or buts." He winked at her before racing back to his motorcycle.

Y/N just stood there, watching as he got back on the motorcycle, started it up and waved goodbye to her before speeding away out of sight. She stayed there for a few moments before a light breeze reminded her it was cold and unless she wanted to wake up with a stuffy nose, she'd better go inside and get some sleep if she wanted to make it to the party tomorrow.

And if she wanted to see Seonghwa again.

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Y/N took one last look at herself in the mirror. She didn't think she looked bad. But for some reason she wanted to look extra good. She looked at the time:

9:22 p.m

Seonghwa said he'd pick her up at 9:30, so she had no time to change into something different. Or could she?

She began looking through all the scattered articles of clothing she pulled from her closet, taking a double look at certain blouses and thinking if she should just change as fast as she possibly could.

Honk. Honk.

"Crap." She muttered as she stood up and ran to the door, nearly slipping on a pile of clothes.

Grabbing her bag and phone, she sped out her door and slammed it, making sure she locked it though. She wasn't going to risk someone breaking in.

"Hey! Y/N!"

She turned around and saw a familiar purple haired boy waving his arm at her, half his body coming out from the window of the car. She waved back awkwardly and walked slowly to the car, wondering why Seonghwa didn't tell her Wooyoung would be there.

Wooyoung got back inside the vehicle and opened the door to her.

"You're riding in the back with me. Isn't it fun!?" He exclaimed enthusiastically.

"If you want to throw him out the window, I wouldn't blame you." Yeosang's voice said from the passenger's seat.

Y/N got inside and was expecting to see Seonghwa behind the wheel, but instead she saw a red haired man she'd never seen before. He turned to her and held out his hand.

"Hi. I'm Jongho. Seonghwa couldn't come himself so he sent me and Yeosang to pick you up." He introduced himself as Y/N took his hand and shook it.

"That idiot wasn't part of the plan, but before we knew it he was already inside the car before we could run him over." Yeosang explanation, pointing to Wooyoung.

Wooyoung sat up and smacked Yeosang on the arm, causing Y/N and Jongho to laugh slightly.

"Ok seatbelts on everyone? Let's go."

Shifting into reverse, Jongho smoothly pulled out of the curbside and then drove south towards their destination. All throughout the ride, no one said a word: Y/N because she was too shy, Yeosang because he didn't talk, and Jongho because he was concentrating on the road.

Wooyoung however, was dying from how gloomy and silent they were. He opened his mouth to say something, but Yeosang beat him to it:

"If you dare ask or say anything remotely vacuous, I will make Jongho pull over and drop your ass in the nearest dumpster." He warned, causing Wooyoung to shut his mouth and pout.

"Why must you be mean to me?" Wooyoung complained.

"Relax Hyung. You know Yeosang is just playing with you." Jongho assured him.

"Wait. Hyung?" Y/N couldn't help but blurt out when he mentioned the honorific.

"Yeah. Jongho is the baby of our friend group. 00' liner." Wooyoung sat up and poked Jongho's cheek.

Jongho simply rolled his eyes, not a stranger to the older men's antics of reminding him he was younger.

"Seriously? I thought you were older!"

She didn't mean for it to come out that way, but soon Wooyoung and Yeosang were laughing.

"I get that a lot, don't worry." Jongho shrugged, not at all bothered by the fact she'd think that.

"So if you're the youngest, who's the oldest?" Y/N asked.

"It's actually none other than your boyfriend." Wooyoung responded, giving her a side glance to see her reaction.

She straightened up.

"He-he's not my boyfriend....." She corrected him.

All the boys kept quiet but a smirk was plastered on all of their faces. Jongho looked over at Yeosang and that's all it took for them to burst out laughing. Y/N just looked at them in confusion. They certainly were an odd bunch.

"Aren't you going to ask what we're laughing about?" Wooyoung asked as he leaned his face close to hers.

"I think..... I'd rather not." Y/N answered, scooching away from him.

"Good choice. And Wooyoung, I may not throw you out the window, but I was instructed to make sure you behaved so..... keep at least an arm's length away from Y/N. Or I'll tell Seonghwa." Jongho warned.

Wooyoung groaned in annoyance and scooted away while mumbling:

"I wasn't going to do anything, geez this boomer being all possessive."

Y/N heard him clearly, but she pretended not to and decided just to enjoy the ride and calm her nerves which were getting more and more out of control the closer they got to the house.

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Y/N looked around the place. It was already packed with people, some dancing erratically in the living room, while others were just chatting away, cups of beer in their hands. She had never been anywhere near the fraternity or sorority houses, but damn was this one huge. She was glad Wooyoung insisted on holding her hand so she wouldn't get lost.

"Hey! There's Hyung!"

Without warning, he yanked her in the direction of the kitchen, where Seonghwa was in the middle of a conversation with a slightly shorter grayish green hair man. Seonghwa immediately straightened up when he saw Y/N, completely ignoring what his friend was saying.

"Hey." He was the first to talk.

"Hi." She responded shyly.

They both stared at each other, the other two boys looking back and forth between them in confusion and annoyance. Wooyoung and the other male looked at each other and tried so hard to hold back from laughing at Seonghwa's awestruck expression.

Seonghwa looked down at the attire Y/N was wearing when his eyes caught something unpleasant: Wooyoung was still holding onto her hand. He looked back at the younger male who just raised an eyebrow at him.

Seonghwa merely pointed to their adjoined hands and ordered: "Off."

Wooyoung snorted and let go of Y/N.

"You're right Wooyoung. He's got it bad." The other male snickered before nodding in Y/N's direction.

"Choi San. Pleasure to finally meet the girl that makes this old man loose brain cells." He teased Seonghwa, who merely stared at him with a warning look.

"Hi." She returned the greeting.

"Ok enough chit chat. I came here to get wasted and make out with my one of my boy toys. So if you excuse me."Wooyoung took a hold of San's wrist and pulled him out to the crowd gathered at the drink station.

Seonghwa shook his head and sighed. "And then they'll be complaining in the morning and I'll be the one taking care of them."

"So are Wooyoung and San..." Y/N gestured with her hands.

"Hmm? Oh! Honestly...... I don't know. Between San and Yeosang, no one really knows who's the official item of Wooyoung's affection." He answered.

If Y/N had been drinking something, she would have seriously choked on it.

"Yeosang?" She asked incredulous.

"Yeah. It's complicated." Seonghwa rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

Y/N giggled. "But if you think about it, it's a cute match."

Seonghwa whipped his head to look at her.

"Seriously?"

Y/N nodded.

"You know what they say, opposites attract. Maybe someone as loud and eccentric as Wooyoung needs someone more quiet and level headed like Yeosang."

"Ok but, don't let San hear you say that. He might just cry." Seonghwa said.

Another awkward moment of silence fell over them. It seemed to happen quiet often. Seonghwa stepped over to the door beside the kitchen and opened it.

"I'm going out for a smoke." He simply told her.

Y/N debated whether or not to join him outside. Sure she didn't smoke but she'd rather not be standing alone like a total idiot. Then a voice popped up behind her.

"Go after him."

She jumped up and turned around to see Yeosang standing there with a cup in his hand.

"Jesus Yeosang, don't creep up on people like that." She clutched her chest, trying to calm down from the fright he just gave her.

"Sorry. Force of habit. But seriously, go keep him company."

Yeosang looked towards the crowd and squinted his eyes when he caught sight of San getting too close to Wooyoung for his liking.

"Meanwhile, I have to go make sure some idiot doesn't break something." He lied.

Y/N watched him walk over to where Wooyoung and San were dancing. She chuckled as she watched Yeosang pull Wooyoung onto him, wanting his attention, a clear pout on his lips. Then San tried to squeeze himself in between, almost shoving Yeosang away, while Wooyoung tried to calm them down.

"All is fair in love and war." She quoted before going outside to search for Seonghwa.

She looked around before a strong scent filled her nostrils. Finally spotting him, she quietly walked over to him, propping and sitting herself up on the railing he was leaning against.

"I thought you'd rather stay inside." He said as he blew out a smoke from his mouth.

She shrugged. "Wild parties and alcohol have never really been my thing."

Seonghwa hummed and held out his nicotine stick out to her, which she promptly refused. She was not planning on contracting cancer anytime soon.

Seonghwa chuckled.

"You're right. Maybe opposites do attract."

"What do you mean?" She tilted her head to him.

Seonghwa took a final puff of his cigarette before throwing it on the floor and stepping on it.

"I mean here I am, the famous bad boy of the school, trying to court the perfect goody two shoes student." He explained.

Hey!" Y/N shoved his arm lightly. "I'm not a goody two shoes!"

"Oh? Then what are you exactly Y/N? Who are you?" He mused more to himself than actually asking her a question.

She opened her mouth but then shut it back up when she didn't know how to respond. It was a question she had the answer to but no one had ever asked her before and now she didn't know how to explain. If she even wanted to explain.

She began swinging her legs in the air as she pondered over what to say.

"I guess..... I'm just....normal?"

Seonghwa snorted.

"Y/N trust me. You're not normal. A normal college student would either be getting their face shit wasted at a party like this, hook up with their classmates or teachers, and overall make stupid decisions they'll regret when they're older, but right now they don't give a damn cause they're young and feel invincible."

Y/N looked over at him.

"Is that how you feel?" She teased.

"We're talking about you, not me. You already know me. But what about you? What's so special about you?" He continued to pry.

"No- nothing. Absolutely nothing." She replied.

"Really? Nothing?" He scooted closer to her, trying to read her facial expressions.

"I guess I'm just a boring college student. Only trying to get through school and finish with as high grades as she can so she can land a decent job and live a normal life with 50 plus cats in the future." She let out a chortle at the last part.

"Cats are cute. But is that what you actually want?"

Y/N's smile gave her away immediately.

"No. I actually want..."

She stopped herself before she said too much. She was embarrased to say this to anyone, let alone Seonghwa.

"You can trust me. I won't judge you." He encouraged her.

Taking a deep breath she confessed:

"I actually want to be an editor......"

She looked up at him to see his expression.

"An editor?" He was genuinely interested in why she was passionate about it.

"Yeah. I major in English and world literature. I mean, I do now after I switched from finance." She explained.

"Not very good without a calculator?" He jokingly said.

"I thought you said you wouldn't judge." She reminded him.

"Sorry sorry. It just comes naturally." He apologized.

She continued.

"I mostly took it cause my parents wanted me to land a job in some bank or something. But I don't want that. My plan is to graduate with a bachelor's degree and start a job at as an intern at a book publishing company, and eventually work my way up. Simple as that."

Seonghwa blinked at her explanation, making her think she did sound boring.

"Are you judging me now?" She questioned him.

"No, on the contrary, I'm proud of you, really. You got your goals set and it's obvious you're working hard to achieve them. How many of those people in there know what they're going to do after college?"

He looked up at the sky and sighed blissfully.

"And you say you're just ordinary yet here you are being the most extraordinary person I've met."

Y/N looked down at the ground and smiled brightly to herself. It felt good to hear Seonghwa say he was proud of her. That's all she ever wanted to hear, but hearing it from someone like him, so sincere and honest, made it ten times better.

"So in theory, you want to be an Anastasia Steele?" He joked with her.

Feeling a little bold, she winked at him and answered:

"Only if you'll be my Christian Grey."

Seonghwa's eyes went huge as he snapped his head to look at her, trying to process what she said and if she really did say it. She swore she also saw a light hint of a blush on his cheeks and that made her burst out giggling.

"What? I can flirt a little too you know."

Turning his body, Seonghwa stood in front of her, both hands grabbing the railing on opposite sides of her body and therefore trapping her.

"Don't test me kitten because I won't hesitate to bend you over my lap and spank you." He warned.

Seonghwa smirked when he noticed her swallow harshly. His eyes scanned her every feature: eyes, nose, and then her lips. They looked so plump and soft and he just really wanted to feel them. He bit down on his lip as his thumb grazed over her bottom lip. Y/N held her breath when she noticed him leaning in closer. She closed her eyes and waited to see what happened.....

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