#Suyeon scenarios

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Let`s Travel To Paris (Mi Amor) Heeseung X fem!reader

a/n: this is also posted originally on ao3! But now it is here as well!

P: Heeseung x fem!reader

Scenario : Classtrip to Paris

Relationship: Establishing/Crush

Genre: Fluff, minor angst

Warnings: Swearing, teasing, suggestive content

Wordcount: 13k

Summary:

The umbrella became a makeshift shield against the remaining raindrops, Heeseung holding it up over you. His arm circled your waist, creating an intimate cocoon as you both walked the dimly lit streets, back towards the sanctuary of the hotel.

As you strolled, a minor detail caught your attention – the Eiffel Tower stood tall in the background, a silent witness to the confession that had unfolded in its rain-soaked embrace. The setting couldn't have been more perfect, and you marveled at the serendipity that painted this moment against the backdrop of one of the world's most iconic landmarks. 

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You slouched in your chair, glancing over at your friends Suyeon and Kazuha. The language class was buzzing with pre-class excitement, everyone chattering and catching up after the weekend. Suyeon was animatedly discussing her weekend escapades, and Kazuha was doodling something in his notebook 

The door swung open, and your teacher walked in with an unusually joyful expression. "Settle down, students," she announced, placing her bag on the desk and facing the eager class. The room hushed as everyone turned their attention to her. "I have some happy news. With some convincing from the school and your parents, we have gotten permission to travel to Paris next week!" 

The classroom erupted in cheers and applause. The pleas for a field trip had finally paid off. "Now, I know you're all excited, but don't rush into this, alright?" the teacher cautioned, quieting the room. She began handing out papers to each student. "All the information you need is written down. Make sure to be on time with everything you need for this trip. It will not only be fun but instructive as well. Remember, it's still school, not a vacation." 

You eagerly unfolded the paper, scanning the details. The class would meet at 7 o'clock in front of the school, where a bus would take them to the airport. They would stay in Paris for three days before returning. Your mind started racing with thoughts of the Eiffel Tower, croissants, and the Louvre. 

"What are you guys thinking of packing?" Kazuha asked, breaking the brief silence that followed. 

"Clothes," you replied with a teasing smile, earning a laugh from Kazuha. 

"I know you want to talk about the trip, but save it for lunch. Class is still in session," the teacher reminded, ushering everyone back into focus. With a sigh, she delved into the more mundane part of the lecture, but your mind was already on the streets of Paris and the adventures awaiting you. 

The cafeteria buzzed with the cacophony of voices and the clatter of trays as you sat at your usual spot, surrounded by your vibrant friend group. Suyeon, Kazuha, Chaewon, and Yunjin filled the seats around you, creating a lively atmosphere. Some were engrossed in their meals, while others engaged in animated conversations. However, your focus wasn't on the food or the laughter around you. 

Absentmindedly poking at your lunch, you felt a weight on your shoulders that seemed to sap away your appetite. Yunjin, sitting across from you, noticed your subdued demeanor and couldn't help but voice her concern. "What's the matter, Y/N?" 

You looked up, meeting her gaze. "Nothing, just tired," you replied, hoping to brush off any further probing. Yunjin seemed to sense your reluctance and nodded, deciding not to press the issue further. 

As you sank into your thoughts, someone approached your table, breaking the monotony. A familiar face appeared beside you, placing your favorite drink—the one you had noticed was missing from the vending machines—on the table. Bewilderment painted your features as you looked up to find Lee Heeseung, your longtime crush, offering a small, mysterious smile before sauntering off toward his own group of friends. 

Your friends, ever vigilant, followed Heeseung's departure with wide-eyed curiosity. Chaewon, who sat beside you, nudged you excitedly. "Y/N, what was that about?" 

"I don't know," you replied, mirroring the smile, feeling a sense of warmth spreading within you. You picked up the cold drink, fingers tingling as you held it, the unexpected gesture making your day brighter. The fact that Heeseung knew what you liked sent a wave of giddiness through you, momentarily pushing aside the fatigue. 

Intrigued, your friends bombarded you with questions, but you brushed them off, stealing glances at Heeseung across the cafeteria. He was engrossed in conversation with his friends, his laughter echoing through the air. His head tilted back, revealing a sharp jawline that caught your attention. Sipping on your drink, you averted your gaze before he could catch you staring, a mixture of excitement and apprehension lingering within you. 

You had known Heeseung since 7th grade, sharing a friendship that drifted apart in high school due to different crowds and classes. This year, luck favored you as you found yourselves in the same linguistics class. Though your interactions were limited to greetings and smiles, the subtle exchanges were enough to brighten your day. 

Deep down, you harbored feelings for Heeseung, feelings you kept carefully hidden. Fear of rejection loomed over you, especially witnessing how Heeseung had gently turned down other girls who vied for his attention. His attractiveness was undeniable, and any girl would consider herself fortunate to be his girlfriend. The idea of being that girl felt like an elusive dream—a dream you hesitated to pursue. 

As the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch, you gathered your belongings and headed to your next class with the girls. The unspoken emotions and untold stories lingered in the air, leaving you to navigate the corridors with a mix of hope and hesitation. 

The Monday morning sunlight cast a sleepy glow on the school bus as it idled in front of you, its engine humming in the early hours. You stood, bleary-eyed, at the entrance, leaning against Yunjin for support. She welcomed your tired head on her shoulder, offering a silent comfort that spoke volumes. The bus driver bustled around, loading suitcases into the compartment at the back, while your teacher meticulously took attendance, her voice cutting through the morning air. 

"Alright, the students who are here may enter the bus," she announced, prompting a flurry of movement as classmates began to climb the steps. Following Yunjin, you settled into a seat beside Kazuha, your bag finding a temporary home on your lap. As you pulled out your phone, you glanced up just in time to catch Heeseung walking past, a warm smile directed your way. You reciprocated before diverting your attention back to the device in your hands, scrolling through a funny video. 

Suddenly, a voice chimed in from behind. "Hey, I've seen that! The person has posted more like that." It was Ni-ki, who had leaned over the back of the seat behind Kazuha, reaching over to swipe through more videos on your phone. Grateful for the entertainment, you thanked him as the bus started its journey. 

Throughout the one-hour drive to the airport, you found yourself engrossed in conversation with Ni-ki, oblivious to the fact that someone had been discreetly observing. The bus eventually rolled to a stop at the airport, and you grabbed your suitcase, expressing gratitude to the bus driver before joining your classmates, surrounding your teacher like eager explorers awaiting instructions. 

"All right, class, we need to get our boarding passes first, then the bag drop and security. Now, follow me, and don't stray from the group," your teacher instructed. The herd of students followed her, engaging in animated conversations as they moved together like a cohesive unit. To your left, Ni-ki queried, "Do you think the plane will serve food?" You replied, "Probably, although I hope they have blankets." 

As the group meandered through the airport, Jay approached Ni-ki, slinging an arm around him and slowing him down, leaving you to walk alone. Shaking it off, you found yourself joined by Heeseung. "Hi," he greeted. 

"Hi," you responded, initiating a conversation that flowed effortlessly between you two. Unbeknownst to you, your friends and Heeseung's friends walked behind, observing and commenting on how cute you looked together. 

Reaching the check-in queue, Keeho sidled up to you, offering a handful of candies. 

Heeseung, who had been walking beside you until Keeho approached. With a subtle yet noticeable shift, Heeseung backed off slightly, a wistful expression crossing his face. There was a hint of sadness in his eyes, coupled with an adorable pout that tugged at your heartstrings. Despite the momentary disappointment, he managed a small, resigned smile before retreating to Jake's side. 

Jake, sensing the change in dynamics, looked between Heeseung and you with a knowing smirk. He threw an arm around Heeseung's shoulders, offering a reassuring pat. Heeseung, though he played it off with a casual demeanor, couldn't hide the disappointment that lingered in his eyes. 

You bit your lip before looking at Keeho and smiled, taking one and thanking him with a casual "Thanks, Kee." Your friendship with Keeho had blossomed during orientation last year, built on shared interests and humor. 

At the front of the bag drop line, you heaved your suitcase onto the conveyor belt, relief washing over you as you saw the weight just below the limit. Passport checked, you waved a brief farewell to your suitcase, then reunited with the class. A chat with Chaeyeong ensued until the entire group gathered, and your teacher guided everyone towards security. 

At the security checkpoint, you efficiently placed your belongings in a plastic basket, walked through the metal detector with ease, and retrieved your items on the other side. Zipping up your jacket, you arranged your computer, charger, headphones, and phone back in your bag, slinging it over your shoulder. After a short wait, the class regrouped, and together you navigated towards the gate 

The airport gate's waiting area was filled with a buzz of activity as passengers awaited their boarding call. You sat comfortably in a chair, lost in the world of music playing through your headphones, a book in your hands. Beside you, Yunjin worked her nimble fingers through small sections of your hair, braiding them into intricate patterns, humming a soothing tune as she did. 

After she finished, you glanced at your friends, each absorbed in their own pre-boarding rituals. Closing your book, you decided to stretch your legs and stood up, prompting Chaewon to join you. The two of you strolled towards the restroom, chatting about trivial things along the way. Once inside, you continued your conversation, enjoying the camaraderie before washing your hands and returning to the waiting area. 

A nearby kiosk caught your attention, and you decided to grab a few essentials. Water, gum, and candy found their way into your hands, while Chaewon opted for a vitamin drink and chips. The latter, she graciously shared with everyone as you all chatted, making the most of the time before the boarding announcement. 

As the moment arrived, you gathered your belongings and, with your friends in tow, made your way towards the boarding gate. Greetings were exchanged with the flight attendants, and you checked your boarding pass. Navigating through the narrow aisle, you nudged your way to your seat, a content smile on your face as you discovered the coveted window seat. 

Plunking down into your chair, you stowed your bag in front of your legs. Pulling out your phone, you slipped the headphones around your neck, scrolling through songs when someone approached and took the seat next to you. You looked to your left, meeting Heeseung's warm smile. 

"Looks like we will be seat buddies," he remarked, a friendly tone to his words. 

You reciprocated the smile, pulling your headphones off. "Seems like it, yes," you replied, unaware of the subtle exchange that had transpired. Little did you know that you were initially supposed to sit with Sunoo, but Heeseung had managed to secure the spot with one persuasive look, convincing Sunoo to relinquish his seat. 

The cabin of the plane was filled with the low hum of engines as passengers settled into their seats, preparing for the journey to Paris. The flight attendant stood at the front, delivering the standard safety instructions. You listened intently, stowing your phone and headphones in your bag as she concluded her demonstration. With a click, you fastened your seatbelt and glanced out the window, watching as the flight attendants moved efficiently through the plane, checking each row. 

As the pilot's voice crackled over the intercom, detailing the flight plan and conditions, you took a deep breath. Gripping the handrests, you looked out at the workers on the ground. As the plane taxied on the runway.  

"Wanna hold my hand?" Heeseung's voice interrupted your thoughts, and you turned to see him smiling at you, his palm open. Looking at his outstretched hand, you hesitated for a moment before intertwining your fingers with his. His larger hand engulfed yours, offering a comforting reassurance. 

As the plane soared into the sky, you relaxed into your seat, the initial thrill subsiding. However, you became aware that you were still holding Heeseung's hand. Glancing up at him, you found him engrossed in the magazines provided by the airline. Deciding to join him, you leaned closer, catching a whiff of his familiar cologne. He noticed your presence, grinned, and continued flipping through the pages. 

As the plane cruised through the sky, the fatigue from the early morning began to catch up with you. Your eyelids grew heavy, and you yawned, your body yearning for rest, and slowly, you drifted into sleep, your head drifted down to rest on Heeseung's shoulder. He glanced down at you, a curious expression turning into a soft smile. Without hesitation, he adjusted himself, his head now resting on top of yours.  

As the rhythmic hum of the plane continued, Heeseung, let out a soft yawn. The gentle sound of his exhaustion echoed in the small space between you, and before long, his eyelids began to flutter closed. The allure of slumber beckoned, and Heeseung willingly embraced the serene atmosphere, mirroring your peaceful state. 

With a contented sigh, Heeseung allowed himself to succumb to the embrace of sleep. His arm wrapped around you, drawing you slightly closer, creating an unintentional yet intimate cuddle. The subtle movements went unnoticed by the rest of the passengers, but your friends, who had been quietly observing, exchanged amused glances. 

Yunjin, glancing over from her seat, nudged Chaewon, her eyes sparkling mischievously. "Look at them, all cozy and adorable." 

Chaewon stifled a giggle, leaning closer to Yunjin to catch a better view. "They do look cute. Who would have thought?" 

Sitting in front of you, Jungwon overheard their hushed conversation and joined in with a sly grin. "Think we should take a picture for the memories?" 

Ni-ki, who sat beside Chaewon, chimed in, "They're practically a couple already. Look at that." 

Suyeon, overhearing the chatter, leaned in from the aisle seat. "Come on, guys. Let them have their moment. Paris is the city of love, after all." 

As the friends whispered and chuckled among themselves, your peaceful slumber continued, blissfully unaware of the playful banter. The hum of the plane engines became a lullaby, and the subtle vibrations created a comforting rhythm. Heeseung, too, allowed himself to fully embrace the serenity, his head nestled atop yours. 

Unbeknownst to both of you, your friends seized the adorable moment, capturing pictures of you two sleeping. 

Jungwon, sitting in front of you, retrieved a blanket from the flight attendant and carefully draped it over the two of you. You unconsciously snuggled closer, prompting Yunjin to capture another picture. The images portrayed a scene of unexpected intimacy — your thighs touching, Heeseung's arm wrapped around you, and your hands interlocked. 

As time passed, you gradually woke up, blinking away the remnants of sleep. Your eyes widened as you realized the position you were in, but any attempt to move was halted by Heeseung's arm around you. Attempting to stifle a gasp, you looked up to find Heeseung's eyes half-open as he yawned, pulling you closer. The moment was brief but left you blushing and flustered. 

"Heeseung?" you uttered in surprise, prompting him to groan and pull you even nearer. A futile attempt to wake him. 

"Wake up," you insisted, gently nudging him. Heeseung grumbled but finally released his hold, allowing you to shift back to your seat. A subtle warmth lingered, and you couldn't deny the small pang of disappointment. 

As Heeseung rubbed his eyes and surveyed the surroundings, you discreetly checked your phone. Opening the group chat with your friends, you were greeted by a flood of messages and pictures documenting the adorable scene during your shared nap. You chewed your lower lip, glancing at Heeseung, who was also immersed in his phone. 

Deciding to distract yourself, you retrieved your headphones, plugged them in, and leaned back, gazing out of the windows. The vast expanse of white clouds stretched before you, and as you daydreamed, the rhythmic melody in your ears drowned out the whispers of the cabin, transporting you into a world where time floated in the sky. 

The plane glided smoothly through the azure sky, and the anticipation inside the cabin heightened as the city of Paris sprawled beneath, a tapestry of architectural wonders. Excitement bubbled within the passengers, and a collective murmur spread as people rushed to peek out of the windows. You leaned back, creating space for Heeseung to enjoy the breathtaking view. His proximity was comforting, and you felt a gentle warmth as his hand found a resting place on your thigh. Silently, you both marveled at the iconic landmarks unfolding beneath the plane, the Eiffel Tower standing tall amidst the historical landscape. 

As the plane descended and touched down, Heeseung's hand had found yours once again. The familiar connection served as a grounding force amidst the hustle and bustle of the landing. The seatbelt sign flickered off, and the cabin echoed with the symphony of people retrieving their belongings. You unfastened your seatbelt, picked up your bag from the floor, and joined the orchestrated movement towards the exit. 

Stepping off the plane, the airport welcomed you with its bustling atmosphere. In a comfortable silence, you walked alongside Heeseung, the hum of excitement lingering in the air. The teacher gathered the entire class, a meticulous attendance ritual ensuring no one was left behind in the whirlwind of arrivals. As names were checked off, the group began making its way towards baggage claim. 

Amidst the sea of fellow travelers, you noticed Heeseung's friend group and your own huddling together, engaged in animated conversations. The convergence sparked a moment of curiosity, wondering how these seemingly separate circles had intertwined. Yet, in the thrill of the journey, the question remained suspended as you spotted your suitcase, a beacon of familiarity. 

Moving towards it, ready to claim your belongings, Heeseung beat you to it. "Here," he said, offering your suitcase with a warm smile. "Thank you," you responded, reciprocating the gesture of gratitude. Rolling your suitcase behind you, you noticed Heeseung had already retrieved his own. Together, in quiet companionship, you navigated through the airport, following the flow of the group. 

The air outside the airport carried the crisp promise of adventure as the group of excited students descended from the plane and gathered around a large bus waiting to transport them to their hotel. The vehicle stood tall and imposing, its doors wide open, inviting the group to embark on the next leg of their journey. As you stepped into the bus and found a seat, a familiar voice reached your ears. 

"Can I sit here?" Heeseung's warm smile accompanied his question, and you reciprocated with a welcoming gesture. He settled beside you, and the bus set in motion, winding through the streets of Paris. The city's architecture unfolded outside the windows like a visual feast, capturing the attention of everyone on board. Your eyes sparkled with excitement as you admired the intricate details of the buildings, and whenever you turned to share the joy with Heeseung, his gaze would quickly shift away, pretending to be captivated by the passing scenery. 

The bus eventually rolled to a stop, signaling the arrival at the hotel. As the group disembarked, you looked up at the building before you – not extravagantly grand, but holding the promise of comfort. However, the true revelation awaited as you stepped into the reception area. The space opened up, revealing a grandeur that surpassed the exterior. The teacher engaged in conversation with the receptionist, and the students grouped together, their voices buzzing with excitement and anticipation. 

The teacher's voice rose above the chatter as she outlined the room assignments, emphasizing the gender-oriented distribution. Two cards per room, a precautionary measure against misplacement, were handed out, and the groups were called out one by one. Your group, consisting of Yunjin, Chaewon, Suyeon, and yourself, was designated Room 245. With the key cards in hand, you ascended to the second floor, curiosity building as you approached your temporary abode. 

Suyeon, full of enthusiasm, led the way, bounding down the hallway until she found the designated room. "Here! Here!" she exclaimed, and you opened the door just in time for the whole group to peer inside. The room, bathed in a soothing beige hue, greeted you with two beds adorned with bedside tables, two desks for convenience, and a veranda offering a panoramic view of the city below. A plush couch nestled in the corner faced a sleek television, and a door to the right hinted at the presence of a private bathroom. 

Chaewon wasted no time in making herself at home, dropping her bag on the couch before gleefully jumping onto one of the beds. Following suit, you laid back on the other bed. However, before you could fully revel in the newfound comfort, Suyeon energetically claimed the space beside you, stretching out with a triumphant grin. Yunjin joined in the laughter, and the group soon found itself drawn to the allure of the bathroom. 

Yunjin unzipped her suitcase, extracting her makeup pouch, and disappeared into the bathroom, only to announce a delightful surprise. "Guys! We have a bathtub!" Her excitement echoed through the room, prompting immediate action from the rest of the group. The revelation unfolded as you, Suyeon, and Chaewon hurried into the bathroom, greeted by the sight of a generously sized bathtub. 

"Wow!" The collective gasp of awe echoed through the room, sealing the delight of the discovery. The prospect of relaxation in the bathtub added an extra layer of joy to the already thrilling atmosphere, setting the tone for the adventures that lay ahead in the City of Lights. 

After changing into fresh clothes and refreshing yourselves, you and your friend group descended from the second floor to the lobby of the hotel. The air was charged with anticipation, the excitement of exploring Paris echoing in the lively chatter of your classmates. Leaning against the wall, you waited patiently as the groups who had been assigned rooms together gradually gathered in the lobby. 

Once everyone was assembled, the teacher took charge, her authoritative voice cutting through the buzz of conversation. "Now, class, keep together and don't stray," she directed, and the collective footsteps of the group resonated through the hotel's entrance. The compact size of the class made it easy to keep track of each member, and with the assurance that they were all responsible adults, the teacher led the way out into the bustling streets. 

As the group strolled through the lively city, heads turned in every direction, taking in the captivating sights. Their first destination was a museum, and soon, the class found themselves at its entrance. The teacher, with a reminder to reconvene in three hours, set them free to explore the vast expanse of art and history within. 

You joined your friend group, your long coat providing a shield against the crisp air. Armed with a pamphlet, you roamed the halls, marveling at the intricate art and statues that adorned the museum. The tall ceilings allowed natural light to filter in, illuminating the marble floor that glittered like a pathway through a castle of culture and creativity. 

In one corner, you stopped by a particularly captivating painting named "Infinite Love." The strokes were a dance of perfection and focus, each detail contributing to the overall beauty of the piece. Lost in admiration, you didn't notice the approach of someone until a familiar voice broke through your thoughts. 

"You like art?" Heeseung's voice reached your ears, pulling you from your captivation. With a nod, you acknowledged your appreciation. "Look at it," you invited, turning your gaze back to the painting. "Isn't it beautiful?" 

"Yes," Heeseung responded, but his gaze wasn't fixed on the artwork. Instead, he looked at you with an enamored expression, a silent admiration that spoke volumes. 

The vibrant atmosphere of the museum surrounded you as you turned to look back at Heeseung, only to find his gaze already fixed on you. A curious smile adorned your face, and he responded in kind, his own smile reflecting a subtle warmth. Deciding to take a step, you walked forward, and with a glance over your shoulder, you noticed that Heeseung was now following in your wake. 

A giddy excitement fluttered within you as you realized he was interested in where you were headed. While your friends and his friends congregated ahead, walking as a unified group, you and Heeseung found yourselves a little behind, creating a bubble of intimacy within the bustling museum. 

As the group halted in front of a staircase, discussing their preferences for the next exhibit, suggestions floated in the air. Sunoo and Yunjin expressed their desire to see more statues, prompting a brief consensus. When it was your turn, you shared your preference, inspired by the research you had done during the bus ride. 

"I want to see 'The Kiss by the Hotel de Ville' photography," you chimed in, catching everyone's attention. Jungwon, the de facto planner, quickly designated a meeting point in an hour, instructing everyone to keep their phones on for coordination. You nodded in agreement, and as the group dispersed to explore their chosen sections, you and Heeseung headed toward the photography exhibit. 

Surprised and delighted, you noticed that he was still walking beside you, his presence a comforting closeness. Heeseung grinned, expressing his own interest in the photography. "I also want to see the photography. It looks enchanting from pictures; it must be even more magical in person," he shared, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. 

You smiled in agreement, and the two of you continued your journey through the museum. The proximity of your hands occasionally resulted in fleeting touches, heightening the awareness of the shared space between you. As you reached the designated section, excitement bubbled within you, and unable to contain it, you started to sprint ahead. "It's here! It's here!" you exclaimed with enthusiasm. 

As you arrived at the display, Heeseung caught up, and together, you both marveled at the captivating photography. A gasp escaped your lips as you took in the scene – a man holding a woman in an intimate embrace, their eyes closed, surrounded by a blurred crowd. The photograph captured a moment frozen in time, a kiss that seemed to transcend centuries, exuding heartfelt romance. 

Heeseung, now at your side, opened his mouth slightly, studying the photo with a thoughtful expression. It was clear that the image had captivated him as well. Glancing at you from the corner of his eyes, he couldn't help but smile at the genuine amazement reflected in your expression. 

The museum's corridors echoed with the hum of curiosity and excitement as you and Heeseung delved deeper into the exhibits. The intricate art and historical artifacts were fascinating, but what captivated you the most was the easy banter and connection you shared with Heeseung.  

As you reunited with your friends, the initial separation seemed to dissolve as you found yourself unintentionally gravitating toward Heeseung. Similarly, he sought you out amid the sea of faces, creating an amusing pattern that didn't go unnoticed by your friend groups. Giggles and knowing looks exchanged between them hinted at the brewing connection that transcended mere friendship. 

Reuniting with the class brought a different dynamic. The other girls in the class observed the closeness you and Heeseung. Their glares of jealousy and thinly veiled resentment became more apparent as the day unfolded. The subtle possessiveness they felt over Heeseung clashed with the unintentional chemistry you shared with him. 

As the class exited the museum and strolled toward the restaurant for dinner, the group naturally formed clusters. You found yourself walking alongside Heeseung once again, conversations flowing seamlessly between the two of you. The jealous glances intensified, and you couldn't help but feel discomfort. 

Upon reaching the restaurant, the entryway's limited space prompted a slight separation between you and Heeseung. The class filed in, and when you finally settled into your seats, you noticed that Keeho had plopped down beside you. His infectious energy and playful banter were a welcome distraction, and you couldn't help but smile. 

However, Heeseung's discontent was apparent. He wanted to sit with you, but circumstances dictated otherwise. His teacher requested him to sit a bit away from you on the other side of the long table. Seizing the opportunity, Kyeungmin, one of the girls who had glared at you earlier, took the seat beside him. And you couldn't help but notice how Heeseung's attention seemed divided. 

As menus were distributed, you casually swiped through and decided on a simple pasta dish. The class engaged in small talk, and you and Keeho slipped into your usual banter, goofing around and exchanging lighthearted jokes. Laughter enveloped your small corner of the table, momentarily pushing aside the tension caused by lingering glances. 

From the corner of your eye, you glimpsed Kyeungmin trying to strike up a conversation with Heeseung. His polite responses were apparent, and you couldn't help but huff in response. Keeho, sensing your mood, made a funny gesture, coaxing a giggle from you. The tight feeling in your chest subsided as Keeho continued to keep you company, offering a distraction from the unspoken tension lingering at the table. 

Dinner arrived, and the restaurant's cozy ambiance embraced the class. Plates were filled with delicious dishes, and the air was filled with the hum of chatter and laughter. However, as you continued your meal, the dynamic at the table shifted. 

Your attention was drawn to Kyeungmin, who was now openly flirting with Heeseung. His polite responses seemed to encourage her advances, and the subtle tension that had lingered before now escalated. Uncomfortable, you excused yourself from the table, claiming a sudden loss of appetite. 

Your friends exchanged worried glances as you quickly paid for your meal and left the restaurant, not noticing the concerned expressions that followed you. Heeseung's gaze lingered on your retreating figure, torn between the awkward situation at the table and his desire to follow you. 

With a final glance at Kyeungmin, he excused himself from the table, much to the concern of your teacher and everyone else. 

The brisk Parisian night air swept through the streets as you ambled along the cobblestone paths, the city lights casting a soft glow on the charming architecture. Your footsteps echoed against the historic buildings, creating a rhythmic melody as you navigated the unfamiliar streets. 

Suddenly, amidst the tranquility of the night, the cadence of footsteps emerged from behind you. You turned to find Heeseung catching up, his breath slightly labored from what seemed like a brisk jog. "Oh, hey," you greeted, a friendly smile curving your lips. 

As Heeseung caught his breath, concern etched on his features, he questioned, "Why did you leave?" You shrugged nonchalantly, "I just wasn't hungry." He observed you for a moment, his eyes searching for a deeper truth. "You sure? You didn't look so good in there," he remarked. A subtle nod was your only response, and the two of you fell into a comfortable silence. 

The journey back to the hotel unfolded with Heeseung once again in tow, the quietude occasionally interrupted by the distant sounds of the city at night. When you reached the hotel lobby, you exchanged a brief "good night" before parting ways at the elevators. As the doors closed behind him, you sighed in relief. 

Back in your hotel room, you found solace in the familiar routine of unwinding. You pulled out your favorite pair of pajamas, their soft fabric offering comfort after a day of adventures. A shower followed, the warm water soothing both body and mind, and you towel-dried your hair with practiced ease. 

With the TV remote in hand, you perched on the couch, hoping to find some distraction in the channels of a foreign language. The soft hum of French voices surrounded you, adding a touch of ambiance to the room. Despite your efforts, boredom prevailed, prompting you to power off the TV and surrender to the glow of your phone screen. 

An hour later, the entrance door creaked open, and your friends spilled into the room, concern etched on their faces. Their collective worry washed over you as they circled around, bombarding you with questions. "What happened, Y/N?" "Are you okay?" Their care and friendship were evident, and you reassured them that it was simply a lack of appetite, likely due to the notorious jetlag. 

Chaewon, ever the thoughtful one, produced a shopping bag filled with snacks and drinks, a gesture that warmed your heart. "We went to the grocery store after dinner, just in case you were hungry," she explained. Gratitude mingled with exhaustion as you accepted their offerings. 

The night continued with the familiar routine of shower rotations, the shared laughter in the dimly lit room, and the joyous chaos of friends enjoying each other's company. The beds were pushed together, the lights dimmed, and beneath the shared blanket, a symphony of laughter and banter echoed, creating a harmonious lullaby that eventually led everyone into the comforting embrace of sleep. 

Under the soft glow of the hotel room's dimmed lights, the air was filled with hushed whispers and giggles as you and the girls nestled together under the blanket. The makeshift fort created a cocoon of warmth, where secrets were shared, and laughter flowed freely. The hours passed in a blur as the conversation meandered through various topics, from school antics to crushes and dreams. 

As midnight approached, the air in the room grew heavier with drowsiness. One by one, the girls began to yawn, a chain reaction of sleepy expressions spreading across the room. The shared secrets and laughter turned into comfortable silence as eyelids grew heavy, and the pull of sleep became irresistible. 

The two separate beds, now pushed together to form a larger sleeping space, transformed into a cozy haven for the slumbering group. You found yourself nestled between Chaewon on your left and Kazuha on your right, the warmth and soft breathing of your friends creating a soothing symphony. 

In the quiet moments before sleep claimed you, your thoughts drifted to Heeseung. The night sky outside the window held a canvas of stars, but your mind was lost in the constellation of memories and emotions surrounding him. You pondered if he was already asleep, miles away on another floor, separated by walls and dreams. Closing your eyes, you allowed the rhythmic breathing of your friends and the gentle hum of the city outside to lull you into a peaceful slumber. 

Meanwhile, on the floor above, Heeseung laid in the cozy room, bathed in the soft glow of the bedside lamp. Sunghoon, Jake, and Ni-ki were already lost in the embrace of dreams, leaving Heeseung alone with his thoughts. His mind, however, was only occupied by one person – you. Heeseung had carried a silent crush since childhood, a secret he guarded well. The trip, in his eyes, was an opportunity to reconnect and, perhaps, confess his feelings. 

His gaze fixated on the ceiling, Heeseung's mind replayed the moments shared with you throughout the day. Admiration painted his features, and a soft smile lingered on his lips. He wrestled with the words he wished to express, contemplating whether the risk was worth it. 

Eventually, fatigue claimed Heeseung, and he shifted into a more comfortable position. Closing his eyes, he allowed the thoughts of you to linger a moment longer before succumbing to the gentle pull of sleep, dreams of a shared future with you dancing in the depths of his consciousness. 

The morning sun cast a warm glow over the picturesque streets of Paris as you and your classmates embarked on another day of exploration. The city's rich history unfolded before you as you visited iconic landmarks, strolled along cobblestone streets, and marveled at architectural wonders. 

The anticipation of a day filled with new experiences was palpable, but a subtle tension lingered in the air, a result of the unspoken dynamics among your group. Kyeungmin's persistent proximity to Heeseung created an invisible barrier, leaving you on the outside looking in. 

As the class gathered at the foot of the Eiffel Tower, you couldn't help but notice how Kyeungmin effortlessly attached herself to Heeseung's arm. Her laughter, once a distant echo, now felt like a constant background noise, drowning out the potential moments you could have shared with Heeseung. Your attempts to engage in conversations with him were met with distracted smiles, his attention seemingly held captive by Kyeungmin's animated stories. 

The iconic structure of the Eiffel Tower stretched above you, but the gap between you and Heeseung widened with every passing moment. Kyeungmin, with an almost possessive air, clung to Heeseung as if they were more than just friends. A sense of frustration settled within you, an unspoken ache that grew with each shared glance and whispered exchange. 

Throughout the day, the class moved from the Louvre to Notre-Dame, with Kyeungmin and Heeseung seemingly inseparable. The historic beauty of each location became a backdrop to a different narrative, one where you found yourself playing a peripheral role. 

As you walked through the narrow streets of Montmartre, the lively atmosphere couldn't dispel the growing unease within you. The sight of Kyeungmin and Heeseung sharing smiles and secret glances fueled a sense of isolation, pushing you to the outskirts of the group. 

Lunch at a charming French café offered a momentary reprieve, but even there, Kyeungmin managed to position herself close to Heeseung, monopolizing his attention. The distant hum of laughter from your friends became a melody of missed opportunities and fading connections. 

By the time you reached the Sacré-Cœur Basilica, the emotional weight of the day bore down on you. The panoramic view of Paris, which should have been a shared moment of awe, felt like a solitary experience. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting hues of orange and pink across the city, you couldn't shake the feeling that something precious was slipping away. 

The group gathered for dinner at a quaint French bistro, and the sense of isolation persisted. Even amidst the lively chatter, you found yourself yearning for a connection that seemed increasingly elusive. As the night fell, Paris sparkled around you, but the radiance of the city only deepened the shadows within. 

Unbeknownst to you, Heeseung's eyes occasionally sought yours, a fleeting expression of regret and longing. His attempts to engage in meaningful conversation were subtly thwarted by Kyeungmin's interjections, and the distance between you and Heeseung grew with every unspoken word. 

The hotel room hummed with an air of excitement, a symphony of hairdryers, laughter, and the clinking of makeup palettes as your group of friends prepared for an enchanting evening at the opera house. The two hours before the event were a frenzy of primping and preening, the anticipation palpable in the room. 

Positioned in front of the bathroom mirror, you found yourself surrounded by a whirlwind of activity. Chaewon, Kazuha, Yunjin, and Suyeon, all busied themselves with their respective beauty routines. Each one of you had a unique style, and the room was alive with chatter and laughter. 

Opting for a look that echoed simplicity and elegance, you chose a subtle makeup palette that accentuated your features without being too bold. As you applied the finishing touches, your long black dress, carefully selected for the occasion, hung gracefully in the backdrop. The dress was a masterpiece in itself – backless, with straps securing the top and knotting at the lower part of your back. The V-neckline cascaded down your chest, revealing the delicate curve of your collarbones. The fabric felt soft against your skin, akin to the gentle touch of silk. It gracefully trailed along the ground, with a daring slit running up the side, exposing your left leg. To balance the allure, you adorned sheer, laced black thigh-high socks, adding a touch of mystery and sophistication. 

Amidst the shared space, playful banter filled the air. Kazuha's complaint about an elbow poking her side was met with Chaewon's defense of perfect mascara application.

Completing your makeup, you turned your attention to your hair, combing through it and letting the strands fall gracefully. A delicate necklace adorned your neck, and you added accessories to complement the ensemble. Stepping out of the bathroom, you couldn't help but smile at your reflection – you looked classy, elegant, and undeniably stunning. 

With your essentials packed into a simple black purse embellished with silver flowers, you clasped on your black heels, each step echoing the anticipation of the night. A long black faux fur coat completed the ensemble, adding a touch of glamour and sophistication. As you stood before the mirror, you marveled at the transformation – a vision of timeless beauty. 

Turning to your friends, you witnessed the culmination of their efforts. Each emerged from the bathroom wearing their chosen dresses, heels, and adorned with their preferred accessories.  

The anticipation of the evening buzzed through the hotel lobby as you and your friends descended from your rooms, the atmosphere crackling with excitement and glamour. In your elegant ensemble, you felt a surge of confidence, accentuated by the whispers of silk and lace against your skin. 

As you reached the lobby, some of your classmates had already gathered, creating a captivating tableau of refined fashion and anticipation. Your group gravitated towards Jungwon, Jay, Sunoo, and Sunghoon, who stood like modern-day gentlemen in impeccably tailored suits, their hair neatly combed, exuding a magnetic charm that only enhanced their natural charisma. A collective hum of admiration rippled through your group as you exchanged smiles and compliments. 

The chatter among your friends continued, a lively exchange of laughter and conversation, punctuated by Yunjin's question that hung in the air, "When are the others coming?" The answer came swiftly, a blend of nonchalance and excitement from Sunghoon, "Soon." But before the conversation could delve deeper, Sunoo interjected with an exuberant proclamation, "Oh, there they are." 

Your attention turned, as Jake and Ni-ki descended the staircase, both impeccably dressed in suits that showcased a timeless sense of style. And behind them, a figure emerged that caused your heart to skip a beat. Heeseung, the epitome of sophistication, stepped into view, and time seemed to slow. 

Heeseung wore an ensemble that left an indelible impression. Black dress shoes added a polished touch to his attire, paired with sleek black slacks. A crisp white undershirt provided a canvas for a perfectly knotted black tie, and a black dress jacket adorned his broad shoulders. A thick coat draped over his form, adding an extra layer of elegance. His jet-black hair, artfully swept back, framed a face that embodied the essence of allure. 

Your eyes met, and a charged silence enveloped the lobby. Heeseung's gaze roamed appreciatively from the tips of your heels to the gracefulness of your face. A soft, almost reverent "wow" escaped his lips, echoing the sentiment in the air. A chorus of playful snickers from your friends pulled you both back to the moment. 

"You look good," you managed to say, a hint of nervousness in your voice. Heeseung, regaining his composure, responded with a genuine compliment, "Yeah, you do too." 

The class gathered, a blend of eager anticipation and a shared desire to make the most of the night. The teacher, a beacon of authority, rallied everyone, "Alright class. Looks like everyone is here. Let's go. We gotta be at Palais Garnier in an hour." With that, the entourage began its procession toward the opera house, a parade of heels and shoes against the Parisian pavement, a harmonious prelude to an unforgettable evening. 

Heeseungs POV: 

The anticipation for the evening's rendezvous at Palais Garnier electrified the air as Heeseung, Sunghoon, Jake, and Ni-ki prepared in their hotel room. The room buzzed with the clinks of ties being adjusted, the subtle spray of cologne, and the rustle of dress shirts. Heeseung, sharing the space with his friends, felt the thrill of the evening ahead. 

His excitement, however, was twinged with a hint of regret. Kyeungmin's constant presence had subtly distanced him from the opportunity to connect with you. He had hoped to explore the enchanting streets of Paris in your company, creating shared memories amidst the city's timeless charm. Yet, the distraction had impeded those plans, leaving a trace of melancholy in Heeseung's heart. 

As he meticulously dressed in a tailored black suit, Heeseung couldn't help but wonder about your own preparations. The thought of seeing you in the midst of Parisian allure heightened his anticipation. He imagined the dress you might wear, the way you'd style your hair, and the grace with which you'd carry yourself. Paris held the promise of a magical night, and he wanted to share it with you. 

The allure of Paris, however, took a backseat when he saw you in that breathtaking ensemble. The black dress clung to your figure, and Heeseung's eyes travelled over your outfit. His breath hitched at the sight. The silver accessories and heels added a touch of sophistication, but it was the long black faux fur coat that completed the ensemble, giving you an air of timeless elegance. Heeseung's heartbeat quickened as he caught a glimpse of the lace thigh highs from the sliver of the open coat. The sheer allure of your appearance stirred an undeniable longing within him. 

For a fleeting moment, the desire to sweep you off your feet and take you back to his hotel room overwhelmed his thoughts. He wanted to admire you in the quiet intimacy of their space, away from prying eyes. He wanted to be the only one who could revel in your beauty. 

The spell broke when the playful snickers of their friends reached his ears. Heeseung, still caught in the reverie of your allure, groaned inwardly. The world might appreciate your beauty tonight, but in his heart, Heeseung wanted you for himself. Even when you wore heels that brought you closer to his height, he still towered over you. The realization that you were beautiful beyond measure fueled a silent determination within him. 

As they set out for the opera house, the backdrop of the pavement became the stage for a night that held promises of enchantment, and in the bustling rhythm of the city, Heeseung silently vowed to make this evening unforgettable, aspiring for moments when it would be just the two of you, lost in the allure of Paris. 

The grandeur of the opera house unfolded before your eyes as you entered the magnificent building. The glow of lights illuminated the night sky, casting an ethereal aura around the structure. The gasps of awe echoed in the air as everyone marveled at the grand interior that lay before them. A set of grand staircases adorned the entrance, gracefully ascending and splitting into two sections leading to the second floor. The people milling around were dressed in suits and beautiful dresses, creating an atmosphere that felt like stepping into a fairy tale castle. 

The interior, a spectacle of opulence, boasted mosaic and marble adorned with golden tones, creating a visual symphony that resonated with luxury. The sheer scale of the architecture left everyone breathless, transporting them to a realm of sophistication and elegance. 

"Okay, the show starts in an hour! So make sure you all are in your seats! Here are your tickets," your teacher announced, distributing tickets from a folder. As you received yours and tucked it into your purse, Yunjin grabbed your arm, exclaiming, "Come on, Y/n! We gotta go exploring!" Following her lead, you joined Kazuha, Chaewon, and Suyeon. The harmonious clicking of your heels on the marble floor echoed through the air as you ascended the grand staircase and veered right when the stairs split. 

Looking back, you noticed the guys following, albeit at a slower pace. Kyeungmin had predictably attached herself to Heeseung, hanging off his arm. Suppressing a huff of annoyance, you shifted your attention as Chaewon gasped loudly. Following her gaze, you understood the collective awe that swept through the group. The hallway stretched majestically, adorned with bust statues and crowned by chandeliers that hung gracefully from the ceiling. 

"Guys, look up," Yunjin exclaimed, directing your attention to the ceiling. All gazes lifted as the guys caught up, and a collective gasp escaped your lips. The ceiling itself was a masterpiece, an intricate painting that held the essence of timeless beauty. Tears welled in your eyes, prompting you to wipe them away carefully, not wanting to disturb your makeup. 

"That is amazing," Jay marveled, his sentiment echoed by the rest of the group. As you continued to admire the breathtaking ceiling and capture the moment with pictures, you failed to notice Heeseung breaking away from Kyeungmin. His gaze was drawn upward as well, and then it shifted to you. The admiration in his eyes spoke volumes as he took in the sight of not just the artwork above but also the beauty standing before him. 

The opulent opera house buzzed with an air of sophistication, its corridors adorned with the elegance of centuries past. The rich tapestry of architecture held you captive, and you decided to savor every detail before joining your friends inside the theater. Lost in your admiration, you rounded a corner and, absorbed in your thoughts, collided with a handsome stranger. 

"Oh, I'm sorry," you apologized, your gaze lifting to meet the man's. His eyes sparkled with a playful charm as he reassured you, "It's okay; I wasn't looking." 

"Foreigner, huh?" he remarked with a teasing smile seeing you, and you nodded. "Yes, is it noticeable?" you inquired, curious about his perception. 

His laughter echoed through the corridor as he replied, "Very." Leaning down gracefully, he took your hand and pressed a gentle kiss to the back of it. "My name is Gabriel," he introduced himself, but you withdrew your hand, a subtle discomfort settling in. 

"Nice to meet you," you responded, keeping a polite distance. "Y/n? A beautiful name fit for a beautiful woman," he complimented, and you thanked him, still feeling uneasy. Sensing the awkward tension, he asked, "Say, are you alone?" 

Before you could respond, a protective arm encircled your waist from behind, and you looked up to find Heeseung standing there. He glared at Gabriel, his hand holding you close. "And who are you?" Gabriel inquired, seemingly unfazed. 

"I'm her boyfriend," Heeseung declared, his jaw visibly clenched, his grip on you both tight and protective. Gabriel, unrelenting, challenged, "Boyfriend, huh? Prove it then. Kiss." 

“Gladly,” Before you could react, Heeseung pulled you toward him, his hand gently gripping your jaw as he initiated a kiss. You gasped, but your hands instinctively found their way around his neck, pulling him closer. The kiss deepened, and the intensity of the moment spoke louder than any words. 

The grandeur of the opera house faded into the background as Heeseung and you remained locked in a moment of shared desire. After Gabriel disappeared, leaving you both momentarily breathless, the lingering tension between you and Heeseung refused to subside. "Fuck," Heeseung whispered, his gaze piercing through yours, a profound intensity underscoring his words. 

Unable to resist the magnetic pull, your lips met again. Heeseung's urgency backed you against the wall, the cool marble contrasting with the heat of the kiss. His hand traced the contour of your leg, following the slit of your dress. You allowed him to lift your leg, wrapping it around his waist as the passion between you deepened. 

His thumb danced underneath the lace thigh-high, a teasing revelation of more skin. The exploration continued as his other hand ventured under your coat, caressing the bare skin on your back. Heeseung groaned, the realization of the dress's backless design intensifying his desire. 

With one hand gripping the nape of his neck and the other resting on his chest, you reveled in the electrifying connection. Heeseung hummed, kissing down from your jaw to your neck and collarbones. Soft murmurs of his name escaped your lips, your fingers finding solace in the strands of his hair. 

As Heeseung pulled back, his lips stained with your lipstick, you met his gaze, both of you sharing an unspoken understanding. "Yes?" he whispered, his voice laden with a mix of desire and wonder. Your response was a simple hum as you pulled him back into another fervent kiss, by his black tie. 

"Fuck. Oh, my God," Heeseung breathlessly muttered between kisses as you indulged in the heated exchange. The passion reached its peak, an intoxicating blend of longing and urgency. 

The constant pinging of your phone pulled you back to reality, and you both reluctantly detached. Gasping for air, you retrieved your phone, realizing Yunjin's urgent messages about the impending show. "Oh, shit! It's starting!" you exclaimed, rushing to the main area, clutching your purse and phone. Heeseung followed closely behind. 

Entering the dimly lit theater, you settled into your seat next to Chaewon and Yunjin. "There you are," Yunjin whispered, and you breathlessly replied, "Yeah... here I am." As you discreetly observed Heeseung taking his place beside Ni-ki and Jake, your heart still raced from the forbidden rendezvous. In the darkness, his silhouette hinted at the storm of emotions that mirrored your own. As the ballerinas graced the stage, you slipped off your coat, focusing on the show while secretly relishing the knowledge of how Heeseung's gaze lingered on the exposed skin your dress revealed. The night had taken an unexpected turn, and the echo of the clandestine encounter lingered, promising a symphony of emotions yet to unfold. 

Heeseungs POV:

Heeseung couldn't bear to watch from afar as Gabriel engaged in conversation with you. As Gabriel introduced himself, Heeseung's gaze remained fixed on him, a silent warning beneath the surface. When Gabriel bent down to kiss the back of your hand, Heeseung felt an undeniable flare of irritation. Yet, as you pulled away, seemingly uncomfortable, Heeseung couldn't resist the opportunity to assert himself, and without a second thought, he closed the distance between you and him, slipping his hand around your waist possessively. The protective hold was both instinctual and intentional, an unspoken claim against any potential threat.  "She's with me, actually," he declared, his jaw clenched with a hint of possessiveness. "And who are you?" Gabriel inquired, seemingly unfazed. "I'm her boyfriend," Heeseung stated, the grip around your waist tightening subtly. Oh how he wished that was the truth.

The challenge escalated as Gabriel demanded a kiss for proof. Heeseung didn't hesitate, pulling you toward him and gripping your jaw gently. The world blurred as their lips met, a whirlwind of sensation as he tasted the undeniable chemistry that had always lingered between you. The intensity was undeniable, fueled by the untamed desire that had simmered beneath the surface for far too long. 

The kiss was a revelation, igniting a spark that Heeseung had desperately longed to unleash. Your hands wound around his neck, pulling him closer, and the kiss deepened, both fervent and hungry. It was an intoxicating dance, a symphony of passion that resonated with each stolen breath. 

The world around him vanished as the connection deepened. Heeseung was intoxicated by the taste of your lips, the warmth of your body pressed against his. His hand traced the contours of your leg, accentuated by the slit in your dress, as he reveled in the sensations that consumed him. 

Underneath the lace thigh-high, his thumb traced the delicate patterns, reveling in the intimacy. The allure of your backless dress heightened the desire coursing through him, leaving him yearning for more.

Heeseung marveled at the feeling of your skin against his, the warmth of your embrace setting his senses ablaze. Every touch, every movement was a testament to the magnetic pull that drew him to you. In that stolen moment, he felt a willingness to go to any length to be close to you, to be the one who claimed your attention above all else. 

When he pulled back, the realization of the public setting hit him. "Fuck," he muttered, his thoughts racing. The temptation to continue was strong, an almost obsessive desire to explore every inch of you. His mind flashed with vivid images of getting on his knees for you, a testament to the intensity of his longing. The bad timing gnawed at him, an unwanted interruption that disrupted the stolen moments he had yearned for. As you hurried back to the theater, he followed closely, the echoes of your heels against the marble floor a rhythm to his internal turmoil.

Entering the dimly lit theater, Heeseung settled into his seat, trying to compose himself. Yet, the performance on the stage became a mere backdrop to the real spectacle – you, seated just two rows in front of him, looking resplendent in the elegant dress. Every movement, every glimpse. Heeseung struggled to tear his gaze away from the masterpiece that was you.  

When the grandeur of the opera had come to an end, and the group returned to the hotel, the echoes of applause and the memory of the exquisite performance lingering in the air. Yet, despite the enchanting atmosphere, a cloud of tension veiled Heeseung's demeanor. As they entered the hotel lobby, he instinctively sought out your presence, only to find you conspicuously absent. 

His displeasure was evident as he scanned the surroundings, a subtle frown etching across his features. The realization hit him like a jolt – you were purposefully avoiding him. The nagging question echoed in his mind -"Why?" 

Kyeungmin's lingering presence further soured his mood. He groaned inwardly, grappling with a mix of frustration and yearning. He begrudgingly made his way to his hotel room, accompanied by Sunghoon, Jake, and Ni-ki, who were blissfully unaware of the tumult within him. 

As they entered the room, Jake's concerned inquiry sliced through the silence, "Why are you so down?" Heeseung collapsed on the bed, shielding his eyes from prying gazes. "Nothing, just tired," he replied, a nonchalant facade masking the turmoil beneath. 

Jake persisted, his tone hinting at a deeper understanding, "You sure?" Heeseung's response carried a finality that conveyed the end of the discussion. "Yes." The room fell into a momentary lull, interrupted only by the background squabble between Sunghoon, Jake, and Ni-ki over shower usage. 

Amidst the trivial distractions, Heeseung's mind was elsewhere. The recollection of your sudden avoidance and the lingering memory of the hallway kiss played vividly in his thoughts. A blush adorned his cheeks, a silent testament to the impact it had left on him. 

Fortunately, his friends remained oblivious to his inner turmoil, too engrossed in their own activities. But Heeseung's focus was singular – he needed to see you, to unravel the mystery behind your avoidance, and perhaps, to confess the feelings that had lingered for far too long. The desire to be alone with you, to strip away the barriers and lay bare his heart, was the driving force behind the cloud of tension that enveloped him. 

The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a serene glow over the city that never slept. Within the confines of your hotel room, the gentle snores of your friends provided a rhythmic lull, but your restless mind resisted the embrace of slumber. Frustration welled within you, and a spontaneous decision emerged – a solitary walk through the quiet streets to clear the storm brewing in your thoughts. 

With stealthy steps, you slipped out of bed, clad in pyjama pants and a jacket to ward off the night chill. The window creaked open, and you descended the fire escape, navigating the quiet stairwell until your feet met the damp pavement below. The night air was cool, caressing your face as you walked, the city lights casting long shadows on the streets. 

As you strolled, a familiar sensation graced your skin – raindrops, gentle at first, then gradually intensifying. Seeking refuge, you found shelter beneath the awning of a closed establishment. The rhythmic patter of rain provided a soothing backdrop to your contemplation, lost in the dance of droplets. 

However, the tranquility shattered when a voice called out your name, piercing through the rain-laden air. "Y/N!" The voice belonged to Heeseung, running towards you with a jacket and an umbrella in hand. Panic seized you, and instinctively, you turned and sprinted away, leaving the echoes of his desperate calls behind. 

Ignoring the soaked clothes and the disapproving glances from strangers, you ran until exhaustion halted your escape. Breathless, you halted, and stood beneath the rain, wiping away the tears mingling with the droplets on your cheeks, feeling the burn in your lungs. It was then that Heeseung caught up, his presence casting a shadow over your moment of solitude. 

"Please... Y/N, why are you running from me?" Breathless, he asked, Gasping, you admitted, "I don't know." 

Heeseung pleaded, "Please, don't ignore me," as he drew near. Frustrated, you snapped, "Just run back to Kyeungmin! Why care for me?" Heeseung retaliated, "Because I do! I care for you, not Kyeungmin!" 

"Why should you?" you shot back. Heeseung's frustration reached its peak, prompting him to question, "Why wouldn't i!?" You retorted with, "Because I'm not your girlfriend! We aren't even friends!" 

His reply was unexpected and heartfelt: "Then be my girlfriend." The words lingered in the air, leaving you wide-eyed. Heeseung approached, his hand winding around your waist. "Y/N, I've been in love with you for years. I love you so much it hurts. I'm sorry it's taken so long to admit it. I was scared of what you would say or think. But now, I don't care. So please..." Heeseung confessed, sinking to one knee and looking up at you, his eyes brimming with hope. "Please be my girlfriend." 

Overwhelmed by the unexpected revelation, tears welled in your eyes. Heeseung's confession echoed your long-unspoken sentiments. In a burst of emotion, you threw yourself at him, causing him to stumble and sit on the pavement as your lips collided in a fervent kiss. Amidst the rain-soaked embrace, you joyously exclaimed, "Yes!" 

The downpour intensified, but neither of you cared. Heeseung held you close, hugging you as the realization of reciprocated feelings sank in. The rain painted an ethereal backdrop, as Heeseung stood up from the rain-drenched pavement, his arms strong and sure as he lifted you effortlessly by your thighs. A gasp escaped your lips, the sensation of being lifted off the ground, coupled with the joyous confession, creating a moment that transcended the ordinary. Heeseung's admission of happiness painted a grin across his face, his wet hair clinging to his forehead. "I'm so happy," he confessed, his voice carrying the weight of years of unspoken feelings. 

"Me too," you responded, your voice mirroring the elation that danced between you. Heeseung gently set you down, and with a shared understanding, you decided to make your way back to the hotel. The umbrella became a makeshift shield against the remaining raindrops, Heeseung holding it up over you. His arm circled your waist, creating an intimate cocoon as you both walked the dimly lit streets, back towards the sanctuary of the hotel. 

As you strolled, a minor detail caught your attention – the Eiffel Tower stood tall in the background, a silent witness to the confession that had unfolded in its rain-soaked embrace. The setting couldn't have been more perfect, and you marveled at the serendipity that painted this moment against the backdrop of one of the world's most iconic landmarks. 

Climbing the fire escape to Heeseung's room added a touch of secrecy to the night, the quiet ascension a shared secret between the two of you. The sleeping figures of Sunghoon, Niki, and Jake lay undisturbed, granting a moment of privacy as you entered the room. 

"Are you sure it's okay to be here?" you inquired, casting a glance at the peacefully slumbering friends. "Yeah, they won't wake up so easily. The bathroom is there. Take a shower," Heeseung assured, a sense of familiarity and comfort emanating from the dimly lit room. You nodded in acknowledgment, entering the bathroom and letting the warm water wash away the remnants of the night's escapades. 

A gentle knock on the door punctuated the moment. "Y/N?" Heeseung's voice reached you. "I brought some clothes for you; it ain't much bu–" His words trailed off as you swung open the door, facing him with just a towel draped around you. "Thank you!" you chimed, accepting the clothes with a playful grin. The blush that adorned Heeseung's face was a testament to the lingering excitement of the night. Closing the door behind you, you changed into Heeseung's clothes, the oversized sweatpants cinched tightly and the T-shirt hanging loosely. Grateful that your bra had remained dry beneath your jacket, you couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth and belonging in Heeseung's borrowed attire. 

The warmth of the shower had dissipated, leaving you refreshed and wrapped in Heeseung's oversized clothes. Stepping out of the bathroom, the soft glow from the muted lights revealed Heeseung leaning casually against the wall. His eyes widened appreciatively as they traced the contours of you adorned in his clothes, a hint of a playful smirk playing on his lips. 

"Your turn, loverboy," you teased, deftly dodging his attempts to pull you into his embrace. "Shower before you catch a cold," you added, a mischievous glint in your eyes as Heeseung groaned playfully. Yielding to your suggestion, he entered the bathroom, and soon after, the soothing sound of running water enveloped the room. 

Seated on the couch, you took in the ambient sounds of raindrops tapping against the window, a serene backdrop to the events that had transpired. The room was dimly lit, the other occupants still lost in the embrace of dreams, oblivious to the shared moment unfolding. 

Heeseung emerged from the bathroom, clad in dry clothes, his smile radiant as he approached you. Settling beside you on the couch, he couldn't help but express his disbelief, "I can't believe you're finally my girlfriend..." 

"And I can't believe you're my boyfriend," you replied, sharing a smile as he wrapped his arms around you. Nestling against his warmth, you felt his fingers play gently with your damp hair. His embrace offered a sense of security, and as the fatigue from the night's adventures caught up with you, a soft yawn escaped your lips. 

Heeseung, attuned to your signals, heard the yawn and observed as your body gradually surrendered to the embrace of sleep. With careful tenderness, he stretched out on the couch, arranging you over his chest to ensure your comfort. Time seemed to blur as he lay there, the only sound in the room being the gentle snores from you, Sunghoon, Jake, and Ni-ki. 

Shaking his head in contentment, Heeseung allowed himself to succumb to the pull of slumber. With you nestled against him, he drifted into a peaceful sleep, the quietude of the room punctuated only by the rhythmic lullabies of rain and shared dreams. 

The morning light streamed gently into the room as you stirred awake, finding yourself nestled against Heeseung's warmth. A yawn escaped your lips, followed by a soft hum as you admired his serene sleeping face. His peaceful features, the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest, the occasional twitches—all combined to paint a picture that made your heart swell with affection.

"Hee?" you whispered, leaning in to kiss the curve of his mouth. With each tender peck, you continued, "Heeseung?" His arms tightened around your waist in response, and a contented smile graced his lips as he blinked open his eyes. "What a way to wake up," he groggily murmured in his deep morning voice, eliciting a giggle from you. "Morning, baby," he said, returning your affectionate kisses.

"Morning," you replied with a smile. A brief moment of silence lingered, and then you announced, "I need to go back to my room." Heeseung playfully whined, pulling you closer. "Stay." His plea was accompanied by a hopeful expression. "Heeseung, I have to go. You'll see me at breakfast," you assured. "Promise?" he asked. "Promise," you replied. "Okay," he conceded, reluctantly letting you go. You grabbed your clothes from yesterday, opened the window to the fire escape, and climbed down to your room where your friends were still in the embrace of slumber. 

With a hum, you gathered your wet clothes in a bag and selected new ones for the day. After your morning routine, you changed into ripped jeans and a comfy hoodie. Stepping out of the bathroom, you greeted the waking girls with a cheerful, "Morning, guys!" As they stirred, you brushed your hair and waited for them to get ready. Once everyone was set, you headed down to the hotel's restaurant for breakfast.

You filled your plate and settled down beside Chaewon and Kazuha, enjoying the morning feast. When you stood up to refill your juice, you spotted the guys entering the restaurant. Heeseung's eyes lit up when he saw you, and he grinned, pulling you into a sweet kiss by your waist. The affectionate exchange turned heads, drawing surprised stares from the classmates and even the teacher.

"What?" you exclaimed in response to the collective gaze. Heeseung continued to smile, unbothered. Kyeungmin, however, couldn't contain her anger. She stomped towards you, ready to unleash her frustration, but Jake intervened, urging her to calm down. Heeseung asserted, "I have a girlfriend now, Kyeungmin." Despite her protests, the teacher intervened, instructing her to return to her seat.

As you returned to your place, Heeseung and his friends joined you. Smirks and knowing glances were exchanged among your friends. "So?" Yunjin prompted with a teasing grin. "Well," you began, looking up at Heeseung, "We're together," you declared, exchanging smiles with Heeseung. "Happily together," he added, and you chose to ignore the amused glances and exchanged money among your friends. It seemed they all had a bet on the two of you.

The streets of Paris echoed with the lively chatter of tourists and locals alike as you and Heeseung strolled hand in hand. The city, bathed in the warm hues of the sun, offered a picturesque backdrop to your last day of exploration. A free period granted you the freedom to create memories at your own pace, but the warning from the teacher about staying in groups and observing the curfew lingered in the air.

Amidst the vibrant ambiance, Heeseung turned to you with a question, "What do you wanna do?" A mischievous glint danced in your eyes as you replied, "Hmm, I wanna get ice cream first!" Heeseung nodded in agreement, and together with your friends, you all indulged in the delight of ice cream. A charming park became the setting for your impromptu gathering, where laughter and conversations flowed freely. Jungwon voiced the collective sentiment, expressing happiness that you and Heeseung had finally embraced your feelings. Chuckles erupted from both of you, the day unfolding with the promise of joy.

As the group roamed Paris, serendipitous moments found you and Heeseung alone in romantically charged settings. One such instance occurred in a vast bookshop, where towering shelves embraced literary wonders. On the second floor, you stretched to reach a tempting book, only for Heeseung to smoothly retrieve it for you. A soft "thank you" escaped your lips, and as you examined the book, his hand gently cradled your jaw, lifting your gaze to meet his. A smile played on his lips before a tender kiss ensued. Caught in the intimate exchange, you dropped the book, your hands finding solace in the warmth of Heeseung's sweater. The spell was broken by the amused interruption of Kazuha, reminding you that, perhaps, a bookshop wasn't the most private place for such encounters.

Another intimate moment unfolded during a serene canoe ride, the rhythmic dip of Heeseung's oar creating a soothing melody. He sung softly, casting a glance your way with a smile. With your gaze fixated on the water, you admired the playful dance of fish beneath the surface.

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Amidst the hustle and bustle of a Parisian boutique, you found yourself immersed in a sea of fashionable choices. The allure of a chic skirt and a matching top beckoned you, and with a glint of excitement in your eyes, you decided to try them on. The changing room provided a momentary sanctuary where you could revel in the delight of a potential new outfit.

As you emerged from the changing room, the skirt swaying with each step, your eyes locked with Heeseung's. A palpable appreciation radiated from his gaze as he admired the ensemble. Drawn closer by an irresistible magnetism, he approached you, a slow and deliberate stride that carried the weight of desire.

With a subtle smile playing on your lips, you felt the gentle push of the curtain against your back as Heeseung enclosed both of you in a cocoon of privacy. His words, a soft declaration, caressed the air, "Baby, you look amazing in whatever you wear." The sincerity of his compliment warmed your heart as his lips found yours against the changing room wall.

Heeseung's hands traced the contours of your body with a possessive familiarity, his fingers slipping underneath the fabric of the skirt, exploring the expanse of your thigh. The other hand secured itself on your hip, grounding you in the intensity of the moment. You reciprocated with a fervent response, your hands finding solace around his neck as the world outside the curtain ceased to exist. 

In the hushed haven of shared desire, time seemed to stretch, suspended in the allure of each stolen kiss. However, the melody of Sunghoon's voice, calling your names from beyond the curtain, broke the enchantment. "Y/n? Heeseung?" Sunghoon's inquiry sliced through the intimate bubble, prompting a reluctant withdrawal.

"We'll be there!" you called out, the corners of your lips lifting into a playful smile. Heeseung, though slightly disgruntled by the interruption, snickered. "So many interruptions," he grumbled, his lips finding sanctuary on your forehead before relinquishing the tight grip on the curtain. You, in tandem, shifted back into the reality of the bustling store.

A playful snicker accompanied your return to the world outside the changing room. "I'm buying you that skirt and top," Heeseung declared with a determined grin. "Okay, baby," you responded with a teasing chuckle, clutching the bag of clothes that held the promise of a stylish addition to your wardrobe. The boutique, a silent witness to a stolen moment, resumed its lively rhythm as you both exited, hand in hand, ready to embrace the streets of Paris in your newfound attire.

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The evening in Paris was drenched in a soft glow, the city's lights shimmering like scattered stardust. You and Heeseung found yourselves perched in front of the Eiffel Tower, a symbol of love that echoed your own burgeoning romance. The iconic landmark loomed overhead, its intricate lattice structure outlined against the night sky.

A comfortable silence enveloped both of you as you sat side by side on a blanket spread over the grass. The gentle breeze carried whispers of enchantment, and the distant hum of the city created a soothing symphony.

Heeseung's gaze lingered on you, an adoring smile playing on his lips. You felt his warmth beside you, his hand finding yours as your fingers intertwined. The soft glow of the Eiffel Tower bathed both of you in a romantic ambiance.

"I still can't believe we're here together," Heeseung said, his voice carrying a mix of awe and happiness. "In Paris, under the Eiffel Tower."

You turned to look at him, a grin lighting up your face. "Yeah, it feels like a dream. But it's real, isn't it?"

Heeseung nodded, his thumb tracing circles on the back of your hand. "Very real. And the best part is, we're not just in Paris. We're here together."

The shared realization sparked joy in both of you, a shared happiness that radiated in the quiet moments between words. The city's lights danced around you, and the Eiffel Tower stood as a silent witness to your budding love story.

"We're together, and that's all that matters," you added, leaning against Heeseung's shoulder. "I wouldn't want to be anywhere else."

Heeseung's affectionate gaze deepened, and he pressed a tender kiss to the top of your head. "Me neither. I'm so grateful for this moment, for us."

The Eiffel Tower glittered above, its beams of light sending a cascade of sparkles across the dark canvas of the night. As the two of you sat there, wrapped in the magic of Paris, the realization of being together in such a magical place brought an overwhelming sense of happiness.

In the heart of the city of love, you and Heeseung forged your own narrative, creating memories that would forever be etched in the silhouette of the Eiffel Tower, a testament to the beginning of a beautiful journey together.

The train station buzzed with activity as your class gathered, ready to embark on the journey back to the airport. The absence of the bus privilege this time didn't dampen the spirits; instead, it added an air of adventure to the conclusion of your trip. Heeseung, standing by your side, couldn't hide the brightening of his eyes when he noticed you wearing the clothes he gave you the night before. The simple act brought a warmth to his gaze, a silent acknowledgment of the connection between you two.

Throughout the wait, Heeseung didn't leave your side. His presence was a comforting constant, his arms wrapped around you as you leaned into the embrace. The attention and affection he showered on you made the entire experience feel magical. You welcomed the closeness, relishing in the feeling of being special and cherished.

When the train arrived, exhaustion settling in, Heeseung didn't hesitate. With a smile, he effortlessly lifted you onto his back, your arms wrapping around his neck. Yunjin took charge of your baggage, and Jay carried Heeseung's as the group boarded the train. Heeseung sat you down with gentle care, claiming a seat beside you. The rhythmic sound of the train became a soothing background as each of you plugged in an AirPod, sharing the music that played in unison.

The airport greeted you with the hum of bustling travelers, and Heeseung continued his attentive gestures. Piggyback rides turned into him carrying you through the airport, navigating the crowds effortlessly. You leaned into him, enjoying the shared moments, his presence a source of comfort and joy.

The boarding gate buzzed with activity as you and Heeseung made your way onto the plane. The anticipation of returning home mingled with the bittersweet feeling of leaving behind the vibrant memories created in Paris. As you searched for your seats, you found yourself in the middle seat, but the slight disappointment vanished when you realized Heeseung was seated beside you, in the coveted window seat.

"Hi, princess," Heeseung greeted you with a warm smile as you settled into your seats. "Hello, my prince," you replied, the endearing nicknames exchanged creating an atmosphere of shared affection between you two. The plane took off, and, in no time, you found yourselves immersed in a lively conversation, the hum of the engines becoming a backdrop to your laughter and whispers.

Throughout the plane ride, you and Heeseung were inseparable. Cuddling became second nature, a seamless blending of comfort and shared joy amid the confined space. The hours passed in the blink of an eye as you continued to exchange stories, dreams, and laughter.

As the plane touched down and the passengers prepared to disembark, the farewell hugs and goodbyes echoed through the cabin. Your classmates dispersed, heading to their respective destinations. You and Heeseung lingered, savoring the final moments of the trip.

Standing together, the moonlight bathing the airport in a soft glow, you waited for your ride. The hushed conversations and the distant hum of airport activities filled the air. Heeseung, beside you, smiled, his arm wrapping around you. "Fun trip? Hmm?" he asked, the twinkle in his eyes reflecting the shared memories.

"Yeah, a fun trip," you confirmed, your gaze meeting his. Heeseung grinned, sealing the sentiment with a tender peck on your lips. "Je t'aime, mi amor," he whispered in French, the words carrying a warmth that transcended language barriers. You chuckled, reciprocating, "Mhh, je t'aime," as you shared a soft, lingering kiss beneath the moonlit sky.

Overall, the trip was undeniably a success. The adventure in Paris had not only gifted you with cherished memories but also with a newfound relationship that blossomed amidst the romantic ambiance of the City of Lights.

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little red riding hood au | singjibo vers.

Sua is little red riding hood, Siyeon is the evil wolf and Jiu is the hunter. But in reality.

Siyeon is a girl who lives in a hut in the middle of the forest and uses her days collecting fruits and medicinal herbs to sell at the village market.

Someday, Sua finds herself lost on the way back to her grandmother's house and bumps into the beautiful girl. Having fallen in love with the first sight, she often returns to the forest to hit on the young woman who captivated her heart.

On the other side, Kim Minji is Sua's best friend and although she knew Siyeon by sight, they both meet in the forest when Minji needs to hunt, she hadn't been interested in getting to know Siyeon better. Until Sua finds herself in love with the young girl, and Minji is jealous.

... but then, Siyeon is a very cute and strong woman, huh? She didn't expect to fall in love too.

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 Suyeon (Ji Suyeon)

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 Elly (Jung Haerim)

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 Yoojung (Choi Yoojung)

  Lazy Day

 Doyeon (Kim Doyeon)

  Her Love

 Sei (Lee Seojeong)

  When You Wake 

  Make You Mine

 Lua (Kim Sookyung)

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 Rina (Kang Soeun)

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 Lucy (Noh Hyojung)

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Not So Different

Idol: Suyeon (Weki Meki)

Prompt: Hi! Could it be a WekiMeki scenario with Suyeon. High school AU, where Suyeon is a smart one in the whole school is paired with reader who is an outcast (too silent/avoids everyone). Maybe reader will protect her from sth while they were working on the project? (Sport if this is too complicated). Thank you! Much love ❤️

Writer: Admin Kiwi

A/N: Okay so. Basically Suyeon is a bit of a nerd who also doesn’t have many friends and the reader is still kind of an outcast/”bad” student. Hope this was what you had in mind anon! I really couldn’t wait to write for Suyeon because she’s such a character and I love her. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy and support Picky Picky!

Warnings: Some cursing and bullying. Also it’s long.

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Suyeon had never cared much about appearances. Sure she did her hair and made sure her uniform was pressed and nice, and occasionally wore more makeup than foundation, but she didn’t really care what people thought of her. School was much more important, and as long as her friends liked her, she didn’t need to care about anyone else. She’d been at the head of the class since elementary school, and although some people hated her for that, she intended to be first until she graduated and moved on to university. She was happy with what she had.

But sometimes being the smartest kid in the school had consequences. Those consequences had everything to do with the fact that teachers thought she would be able to help tutor all the kids they didn’t want to deal with. To be honest, Suyeon hated every minute of it and thought it was a waste of time to have a student teach another student, especially when one student hated the other, but she couldn’t tell the teachers no without even more consequences. Still, she really, really wanted to tell the teachers no, just this one time.

“Guys. I’m so annoyed. Mr. Jung paired me up with (Y/N) because apparently they need someone to ‘keep them on track’ and he thinks I’d be good for that.” She slammed her AP bio books down onto her desk, ignoring the annoyed looks from her other peers as she turned to her friends and slumped into her chair. “Just kill me now before they do.”

“Mr. Jung is the worst. You know, he paired me up with that delinquent girl Chungha last semester because he thought the same thing! And I had to work really hard not to fail that project!” Yoojung sighed and shook her head. “When will the injustice against smart students end?”

“Didn’t you fuck her?” Elly asked with a grin, twirling her pencil in her fingers, a nervous habit.

“Elly! Language,” Suyeon hissed, glancing around the class. The other girl just shrugged.

“What, the teacher isn’t here. And Yoojung definitely fucked Chungha. For like a good few months.”

“Okay, fine, maybe. But you’d fuck her too, she’s hot!”

“True, true.”

“Can we please not talk about Yoojung’s sexual encounters with delinquent girls while I’m having a dilemma over here?” Suyeon asked, reaching over to gently kick Yoojung’s chair. “She just has a thing for bad girls. Look at Doyeon.”

“Doyeon’s actually just a sweetheart though, didn’t you play basketball with her in middle school?” Yoojung looked over at the older girl with her eyebrows raised. “You’re the one who told me she’d be good to date!”

“Yeah, yeah, I know. Still! What am I supposed to do with (Y/N)? I’m asking for help here!” Suyeon turned her attention to Elly and narrowed her eyes. “And don’t you dare think up anything inappropriate.”

“Me? Inappropriate? Never!”

“Lies. We have a liar on our hands.”

“Whatever.” Elly sighed and twirled her pencil again, propping her head up with her hand and leaning onto the desk. “Just deal with it, what else can you do? You know Mr. Jung doesn’t change his mind about anything. Do what the rest of us do and deal with it while you do the project yourself and then you never have to deal with (Y/N) again.”

“I don’t want to do an entire project by myself! That’s so annoying!”

“Would you rather have to try and convince (Y/N) to do work instead?” Yoojung opened her notebook and glanced up at the front of the class, where the teacher had just started to open her own books, calling for the students to settle down. “Trust me, it’s easier that way.”

Suyeon didn’t want to believe her, but she didn’t really have any other options. With a sigh, she sat up in her seat and pulled out her pen, ready to get to work. This was just another trial that she, as the smartest student in the school, had to go through.

-

The classroom wasn’t big enough for everyone. As soon as Mr. Jung called for everyone to get into their pairs, the room erupted into mildly controlled chaos, much too loud for Suyeon, and she grimaced. She could hardly hear herself over this mess, much less hear anyone else, and she knew she couldn’t work like this. Just as she was about to grab her things and ask Mr. Jung if she could work in the library, someone cleared their throat behind her and she turned around to see you leaning against the wall, looking bored.

“So. We’re a pair, right?” Your voice was hardly loud enough for her to hear, and she sighed. You hadn’t even been in class last time, so she was hoping you’d skip again today. No such luck.

“Yep. But I can’t work when it’s this loud. I was going to ask Mr. Jung if we could go to the library, is that cool?” She picked up her back to sling it over her shoulder, and you raised your eyebrows.

“Wow, would he really let you do that?”

“Yeah, why not?”

“If I asked, he wouldn’t even hesitate to say no. Must be nice being the smartest girl in the school.” You stood up straight and she rolled her eyes at your words.

“Whatever. Let’s just go.”

“After you, captain.”

You were already annoying her, but she knew she got annoyed easily, so she tried to ignore you as she walked up to Mr. Jung and gave him her most trustworthy smile. “Mr. Jung? I can’t work when it’s this loud. May (Y/N) and I have permission to work in the library?” She knew she would be allowed to, but the way his eyes darted to look at you before he answered made her a little nervous about the future of her project.

“Well, okay, but make sure you’re working while you’re in there.” His words were directed at you instead of her, but she still smiled and nodded her head, ready to duck out of there before he changed his mind because of you.

“Of course! Thank you, Mr. Jung!”

Outside the classroom, the hallways were quiet, most classes still in-session, so when you let out a chuckle, she could hear it loud and clear. She turned to look at you, a little apprehensive about what you would say, only to see you smirking as you shifting the strings of your drawstring backpack on your shoulder.

“What? What are you laughing at?”

“Nothing, that was just impressive. I think your voice raised three octaves back there.” She could feel her face flush at your words and she quickly looked away, glaring at the floor.

“It did not.”

“The teachers must think you’re a really sweet, innocent girl, huh? Do they know that you’re rude to everyone else?”

“I’m not rude,” Suyeon scoffed, shaking her head. “I’m nice when people are nice to me and not nice when people aren’t nice to me.”

“When was I not nice to you, then?”

“It’s the tone of voice, (Y/N).”

“Oh, so you do know who I am! I figured the school’s number one student wouldn’t have time for a loser like me!” You were wearing a sarcastic smile on your face when she whirled around, setting her jaw.

“I’m tired of you already. You’re acting like I’m popular when you don’t even really know me. How do you know my name, huh? From the scholarship? From the school newspaper? Or did you maybe hear people talking shit? Talking about how I suck up to the teachers, or how I’m a nerd? How I do nothing but study to make everyone look bad? How much they’d love it if I just disappeared so their parents would stop comparing them to me?” She clenched her fists and took a deep breath, glaring back down at the ground. “I’m tired of this. Whatever, I’ll do the whole project myself and you don’t have to do anything. That’s what you wanted, right? See you at the end of the project date.” She spun around again, but you reached out and grabbed her arm, making her flinch a bit.

“No.”

“No what?”

“I might not like people or school, but I’m not a fucking leech either. Just give me work to do and I’ll do it. I’m not going to let you do the whole thing.” She stared into your eyes, but you stared right back, challenging her. With a deep sigh, she yanked her arm away and rubbed at the place where your fingers had been.

“Fine. I’ll give you work to do if you stop being a jerk.”

“You-. Okay, fine. I won’t be a jerk.”

“Good. Let’s just go to the library and forget this happened.” She spun around and marched ahead, and it took a minute for you to follow, much quieter than you had been before. Suyeon knew she said too much, knew she snapped, knew she took out the anxiety and pressure onto you, but she couldn’t bring herself to apologize. You had been the one to push her, and it was bound to come out eventually. She was just glad none of the teachers were around to see it, and hoped this would all be over soon.

-

“I snapped at them.” At Suyeon’s words, Elly looked up from her textbook and across the community library table, eyes wide behind her glasses.

“What?” Suyeon sighed, not reading the book in her hands but also not able to tear her eyes away from it.

“(Y/N). They were pushing me and we got into a bit of an argument and I just snapped.”

“Oh. That’s not good.” Elly glanced around the library. Most of the tables were empty, so she got up and moved over to sit beside Suyeon instead, reaching over to rub her back comfortingly. “What all did you say?”

“They were acting like I was popular.” Suyeon’s voice was soft, even softer than necessary for the library as she leaned into her best friend, shoulders slumped. This was another side of her that she usually didn’t let people see, the girl who was still shy and would rather stay at home with her books than go out and talk to people. “And I just couldn’t take it anymore. I asked them where they heard about me, and asked if it was from all the gossip and bullying.”

“Mmm. How did they react?”

She paused, closing her eyes as she tried to recall how you’d looked. You’d seemed somewhat shocked, mouth slightly open and eyes wide in a way that was no longer mocking. “I think I shocked them. But they said they’d help with the project, at least.”

“Better than nothing. I’m sorry that happened though. I wish I could have been there.”

“You couldn’t have been. We have different classes.” Suyeon let out a sigh and set her book down onto the table, opening her eyes. “You know, they probably think I’m crazy now.”

“I doubt they think you’re crazy. But they might think of you differently.”

“I hate that. I hate it when people think I’m weak. Anyone other than you, that is.”

“I don’t think you’re weak.” Elly gave her a soft smile and tucked her hair back. “I think you’re a very strong girl who’s had to deal with bullying since we were kids. You’ve had to deal with so much, but you just continued studying because you wanted to, because you wanted to show them and because it was your dream to be first. You’re the toughest person I know. You never give up, no matter what.”

“I feel like that’s my fatal flaw. Never giving up.” Suyeon let out a little laugh. “I wish I would let myself give up every once and a while.”

“And give me the first place spot? You’d never.”

“True.” She leaned her head on Elly’s shoulder and smiled. “Hey, I’m glad you’re my best friend.”

“Yeah, same to you.” The other girl pitched her voice high and pinched one of Suyeon’s cheeks. “I love you!”

“Ew, gross,” she said with a laugh, pushing away Elly’s hand. “Don’t say that!”

“You have to accept my affection!”

“Nope! That’s not a rule!”

“Yes it is, it’s in the best friend rule book!”

“I never read such a book.” Suyeon grinned as she ducked away from Elly’s hand once again, feeling much better. Maybe she could face you again tomorrow.

-

This time, you met her in the library instead of the classroom, letting out a sigh as you dropped your backpack to the floor. She raised her eyebrows, looking up from her work.

“Oh, you’re here.”

“You aren’t going to believe this, but I actually had a dentist’s appointment, which is why I was late. And then it took Mr. Jung a long time to let me come meet you here. He’s a pain.”

“If you stopped skipping class, he wouldn’t be so strict on you.”

“But world history is so boring,” you groaned as you sat down in the seat across from her. “I feel like we’ve learned everything in this class a hundred times.”

Suyeon allowed herself to smile a little and she passed over one of the worksheets to you. “That’s because they teach most of it every year, but are required to keep teaching us history. At least it’s an easy pass.”

“Yeah, if Mr. Jung likes you. He keeps marking me down on answers I know I’m getting right just because he doesn’t like me.” You sighed as you looked over the worksheet, and Suyeon stalled at your words.

“Wait, really?”

“Yeah? Teachers do it all the time. If you were to compare my test with yours, I’m sure he’d mark me off for answers that you got right.”

As much as she didn’t want to believe that teachers would do such a thing, it didn’t sound like you were lying. She scrunched up her nose and shook her head incredulously. “That’s crazy. Why would a teacher do that? Shouldn’t they want you to succeed?”

“Not if you’re not the student they like. Still, I don’t really care. At least I’m passing. That’s all I care about.”

“If a teacher is doing that, you should bring it up to someone!” Her voice was a little loud for the library, and she flushed, leaning back into her chair when people looked over. Your eyes were wide, kind of like the day before, hand paused on the worksheet, but you recovered in a moment, letting out a quiet, bitter laugh.

“I mean, who would listen to someone like me?”

“I’m listening!” She was careful to keep her voice down, but she put her hands on the table. “Bring it up to your parents too, and the principal. This isn’t right! I mean, I don’t think you should skip classes, but you also shouldn’t be marked down just because the teachers want to punish you or something!” You smiled, put your chin on you hand, and raised your eyebrows.

“You know, Suyeon? You’re not half bad.”

“Thanks,” she muttered, going back to her worksheet.

“No, I mean it. I misjudged you. I’m sorry for what I said yesterday.” She looked up at you, surprised. “It was out of line.”

“O-oh. Um. Thanks for your apology. I’m sorry, too, for blowing up on you like that.”

“Nah, I kind of deserved it. I was being an ass. I’d like to make this project a success.”

She bit her lip for a moment, considering her options, before she reached out her hand for a handshake. “Alright then. Let’s make it a success. Partners?”

“Partners.” You shook it, hand firm around hers and a smile on your lips, and when she pulled back, it felt like her hand was tingling a bit. She ignored it, quickly going back to her worksheet. She had work to do. The school’s number one student didn’t have time to worry about... whatever that was.

“Then let’s get to work.”

-

That night, she laid beside Elly on the floor of her bedroom, looking up at the ceiling as your words echoed in her head. She hadn’t been able to forget about it.

“Hey Elly? Did you know that sometimes teachers give students bad grades just because they don’t like them?”

“Yeah, it’s bullshit. It happened to me a few times in elementary school with Ms. Jones. Why?”

“No reason. It just makes me angry.”

Elly didn’t reply, just smiling and reaching over to ruffle Suyeon’s hair. There was something about her smile that made Suyeon think she knew something, but she tried to dismiss it. “That’s because you’re a good person. You’ll never have to worry about it, though.”

“Yeah.” The ceiling still had glitter on it from her childhood, and she watched as the sparkly pieces blinked at her, almost as if they were accusing her: you know, and you’re doing nothing? “I don’t have to worry about it.”

-

“Hey, (Y/N), have you saved your tests?” She asked the next day, nonchalant. You looked up from your worksheet, then up at Mr. Jung at the front of the classroom, looking a little nervous.

“Uh, somewhere in my room, I think. Why?”

“Well, we have a lot of classes together, and for the classes I’m not in, I think you’re in those classes with my friend Yoojung. We could compare our answers and show for sure if they’re grading you down without reason.”

“You’re still thinking about that? It’s fine, nothing’s going to change. Who would we even go to?” You sounded like someone had drained all of your confidence, and Suyeon hated that.

“The principle likes me. I can bring it up to him.”

“But what if you get in trouble?”

She gave you a small grin, shaking her head. “They can’t get me in trouble, this school needs my grades to survive. Without me, the funding would be cut in half.”

You let out a low whistle, impressed. “Wow, you nerdy kids are next level.”

“Don’t call me that. Still, I think if we bring it up to her, it’ll probably change. Especially if I’m the one who brings it up. We can do it anonymously, so that the teachers don’t know who ratted them out.”

“We’re allowed to do that?”

“We have rights too.”

You glanced once more at Mr. Jung and shrugged. “Well, I guess if you’re sure.”

“I’m sure. Bring me your tests tomorrow. I’ll remove the name with white-out so they won’t even know it’s you.”

“If only this school knew that their number one student was so mischievous.” You reached out your hand like she had before, making her laugh. She was aware that Mr. Jung was watching her, but for once, she didn’t care. “Partners?”

She grinned as she shook your hand. “Partners.”

“(Y/N), Suyeon, what’s going on over there?”

She put on her best innocent face, and you tried not to laugh, and she realized that she was having fun. It was rare that she actually had fun at school, and it made her feel giddy. You really weren’t so bad after all. “We’re just working!”

“Alright... Hold it down over there, okay?”

“Yes, sir!”

-

“You’re exposing the teachers?” Doyeon looked all too happy with this news, and Suyeon shifted on Yoojung’s desk chair, a little bit shy. She’d come over to see Yoojung, but Doyeon was there too, and now she was in the room sitting beside her as Yoojung rummaged through her drawers, trying to make small talk and hoping this wouldn’t get out.

“Yeah? I guess so? I just need everyone’s tests. If you’ve kept them.”

“Hell yeah! Down with the overlords! Power to the students!” Yoojung bounded over from her dresser, arms full of papers. “I keep all my tests for studying so I’ve got everything.”

“You don’t want my tests. My teachers don’t doctor them, they just aren’t good,” Doyeon said with a shrug, wrapping an arm around Yoojung.

“Awe, babe, you’re a solid B student! Don’t talk like that!” The two girls giggled, and Suyeon cleared her throat awkwardly.

“Uh, thanks Yoojung. I’ll get out of your way now.”

“You don’t have to go!”

“Ah, I have things to do, don’t worry.” Suyeon gave the two an awkward smile and wave as she stood up and shifted the papers underneath her arm. “See you guys in school tomorrow.”

“See you! Don’t get in too much trouble because it’s a Friday tomorrow and we need to hang out!”

“I’ll keep that in mind!” Suyeon quickly stepped out of the room, letting out a sigh of relief once she was back outside. She loved her friends, but she was still glad to be out of there. There was a little pain in her heart, something that whispered about her wanting that too, but she dismissed it as she walked back towards her house, focusing on the task at hand. She didn’t have time to fall in love.

-

Unlike most kids, Suyeon had never had a bad experience at the principals office, so this was the first time she found herself nervous, bouncing her knee as she clutched the folder in her hand. On one side, she’d organized all of her and Yoojung’s tests, and on the other were yours, all correlated to show the ways teachers were marking you down. That morning, you’d handed over your tests and bit your lip, grabbing her hand before she left.

“Just. I don’t know. Be careful?”

“Don’t worry. I know how to talk to teachers.” Her words had been true, and still were true, but as much as she wanted you to believe that she wasn’t nervous, she was. This was something big, and if she did one wrong move.... All of the names in the folder were whited out except for hers. She was the only one who could be blamed.

“Suyeon?” She jumped and looked up at the lady at the desk, who gave her a smile. “The principal is ready to see you.”

“Thank you!” Swallowing, she stood up and hugged the folder to her, giving the lady one last smile as she passed, walking into the principal’s office. His office was familiar, but foreign at the same time. Suyeon had only been there a few times, so although she knew the room, she still felt out of place.

“How’s the school’s number one student doing today?” The principal smiled at her from behind his desk, folding his hands together, and she gave him a shy smile back as she sat down. She could do this, she knew she could. She was going to do this for all the students suffering because of their teachers. She was going to do this for justice. She was going to do this for you.

“I’m doing well, sir. But I wanted to speak to you about a matter that has recently come to light among my peers.”

-

The meeting went well, and Suyeon walked out of the office with a small smile on her face, folder handed over to the principal. Since she had specific teachers, the principal had agreed to look into them, and had even praised her for looking after her less-fortunate peers. Down the hall, you were taking a sip from the water fountain, and when you saw her, you stood up and wiped your mouth, looking at her with wide eyes.

“How did it go?”

“It went well! He told me that he had no idea this was happening and that he’d look into the teacher’s grading systems, and he even thanked me for going to him with proof.”

You grinned and held out your fist for a fist-bump. “You’re incredible, you know that, Suyeon?”

“I try,” she replied, knocking her knuckles against yours. “Hopefully something changes soon. For now, I should probably get to class. Number one student perks only last so long.”

You chuckled at her words and fell into step beside her, walking quietly as the two of you headed back to class. Just before your classroom, you stopped, and she turned to look at you.

“Is everything okay?”

“Yeah.” You gave her a smile. “I just wanted to say thank you. I’ve never had anyone care about me like that.” Something that she could no longer ignore jumped around in her heart as she smiled back.

“You’re welcome.”

-

Fridays were always pretty great, but this particular Friday, Suyeon was feeling great. She’d already seen the principal pull Mr. Jung aside, she’d gotten full marks on all of her tests, and you’d smiled at her while you thanked her, not to mention that she’d brought pizza for lunch. Everything was going pretty great as she walked towards the area at the back of the school building where she usually ate lunch with her friends. But unfortunately, nothing good ever lasted in her life, and she blinked as a hand slapped the phone from her hands, causing it to clatter to the floor.

For a moment, she just stared at her phone, before looking up to see three kids that she barely knew glaring at her. “Uh. Can I help you guys?”

“Can you help us? Can you help us?” One of the guys said, stepping towards her, and she instinctively stepped back, confused. Had she said something wrong. “You have the nerve to sound conceited now?”

“I think that’s just how my voice-.”

“Shut up. Do you know how annoying it is to be around you?”

Suyeon swallowed and glanced back down at her phone. She didn’t like where this was going. “Uh. No?”

“This is why everyone hates you! You’re so smart and you think you know everything, and you’re so rude to the rest of us. The rest of us who can’t catch up to you no matter how hard you tried. Ms. Parks said that she’s making the next test harder, because you aced this one and she wants to challenge you! And how’s that fair for the rest of us? I’m trying to get good grades and my parents expect me to be at the top of the class, but I can’t, because you’re over here making us all look stupid!”

“I don’t mean to-.”

“Just shut up!” One of the other guys stepped forward and pulled up his fist, and Suyeon flinched, closing her eyes. She could fight with them, she was still strong from her basketball days, but there was no way she’d be able to take on three at a time, and she didn’t want to get in trouble on school grounds. If he just hit her, maybe it would scare them if she fell and-.

She realized that she still hadn’t been hit, and opened her eyes.

You stood in front of her, arms crossed, glowing at the trio. “What the actual fuck is going on here?”

“(Y/N)? What are you doing here, sticking up for this goody-two-shoes? Did she hire your lonely weird ass as protection against all of us lowlifes?”

“No, she’s helped me out and now I’m helping her. And I suggest you leave before I get angry because I assure you that two of us against three of you is a much more even fight, and Elly and Doyeon are waiting right outside those school doors. If they hear Suyeon yell, they’ll come running, and Doyeon doesn’t like bullies.”

One of the guys wrinkled his nose and spit at your feet as they turned to leave. “Sell out,” he muttered as he walked away, and Suyeon let out a sigh of relief, clutching at her bag.

“I’m glad you showed up.”

“They’re just angry because they can’t get an A and they want to blame it on you,” you said, turning around and looking her up and down. “Are you okay? They didn’t hurt you, did they?”

“I’m fine. I’ve had worse.” She let out an awkward laugh, but you didn’t seem to believe her as you reached out to grab her hand.

“Your hands are shaking.”

“Well, yeah! I almost just got hit!” Normally, Suyeon would yank her hand away. But she found that she didn’t want to, so she let you hold it, swallowing nervously. “Seriously though, how did you find me over here?”

“I was going to ask you something during lunch, and then I heard some commotion over here and, since I got beat up over here once, I figured something was going down again. Then it turned out to be you and I was glad I came over to check.”

“Oh. I’m sorry that you had to go through that.”

“Looks like we aren’t so different after all, huh,” you said, giving her a little smile that she easily returned.

“Guess not. Other than the fact that you’re apparently much more intimidating than I am.”

“Nah, it’s only because I mentioned that your friends were out there. They are out there, right?”

“Probably? Still, I couldn’t have done that. So thank you.”

“You’re welcome. You helped me, so I’m helping you.”

Suyeon’s heart dropped a bit, and she nibbled at her lip, looking down. “Is that the only reason why?”

“What?” Your eyes were wide and confused again, and she was too nervous to meet them.

“Are you only acting like this because I’m helping you out?”

“I mean, that’s one of the reasons,” you said, squeezing her hand gently. “But it’s not the only reason. The more I get to know you, the more I like you, Suyeon.” Butterflies erupted in her stomach, and she wished she had worn more makeup, because she knew she was blushing.

“Oh. Oh, good. ‘Cause I like you too.”

“Good. Are we good?” She looked up and met your eyes, then immediately smiled, embarrassed.

“Yeah, we’re good. Um, you were going to ask me something?”

“Oh! Yeah! I still kind of owe you, in a lot of ways. I also want to make up for the fact that I said mean things about you the first time we met. So I thought I’d invite you out to ice cream. My treat.” You tugged nervously at your backpack with your free hand. “Sorry if that sounds too weird or anything, I’m not good at this stuff.”

She couldn’t help laughing, and you looked a little nervous until she squeezed your hand and moved in a little closer. “I’m not good at this stuff either. But I’m down for ice cream. Is it a date?” Your face flushed, but you were smiling.

“If you want it to be.”

“Then it’s a date. Call me!” She went to move away but you kept hold of her hand, stopping her.

“I don’t have your number.”

“Oh, yeah! Sorry-.” She pulled out her phone, flushed to her ears as you did the same. “Here, put your number in my phone and I’ll put mine in yours.”

“Yeah, great. Good. Awesome.” Again, the two of you burst into laughter, and when she handed back your phone, she noticed you put a glasses emoji beside her name.

“Hey, you calling me a nerd?”

“No, I think it’s cute.” You grinned. “See you later, Suyeon.”

“See you!” She waved until you turned around, then looked down at your number in her phone and, for once, didn’t ignore the excited feeling building up in her chest. She couldn’t wait to tell her friends, even if she did know Elly was going to make a big deal out of it.

It hadn’t been perfect. It was awkward, but it was you and it was her, and that was all that mattered.

[strawberryhmilk]

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aka if you don’t see your fave, they could b here!

will write for ;

weki meki

itzy

clc

iu

sunmi

anyone you can think of <3

etc etc 

[howggswouldreact]

💬 Weki Meki reaction to: their girlfriend sending them cute gifts and letters while they’re practicing

Suyeon: as the leader of the group, everyone knows that she will always have a greater sense of care, after all she takes care of seven other girls. but when it comes to you, that care comes together with a romantic way that no one expected to see. Suyeon is very romantic with you, so loving that she takes some little jokes from the girls, but she really doesn't care about that (although her cheeks are red when it happens). 

you are so used to giving gifts in person to each other that when Suyeon receives the box from the delivery man, she does not understand what is happening. when she opens it, notices that there is a message from you. she smiles. when taking the gift out of the package, she realizes that it was a bag she had wanted for a long time. the smile grows even more. she finds a way to get out of practice early so she can find you.

Elly: receiving food at work was already becoming quite common to you. even when you had a fight on the night before, Elly always sent you food, with a note saying "i hope you eat well". so, as this was becoming something of hers to you, you decided to turn it into something of the two of you. you decided to send her favorite dish from her favorite restaurant.

when she received it, the smile on Elly's face became so persistent that she felt pain in her cheeks because of it. she sent you a picture of the dish and gave you a scolding full of love.

"i'm the one who always does it!", said the message. "but i confess that i loved it... thanks!"

Yoojung: this girl always surprises you with affectionate gestures, whether buying gifts for you or even saying her feelings while you spend the day together. and to return all the affection she gives you, you decided to send her a love letter, which she received while practicing the dance of the next comeback.

finding it strange that you would rather send a letter than a message, Yoojung read all the words of love that were written with your handwriting. she folded it carefully and put it in the envelope again, putting it in her backpack. the smile lived on her face until the end of the day, as well as the recharged energy inside her body. later, you got a call full of screams and love phrases.

Doyeon: she positioned the phone so that the camera captured the food at a good angle. Doyeon chose a cool filter that highlighted the colors and made everything inside the dish stand out and be more appetizing.

"from a special person, who thinks about every detail to make my day more enjoyable.", that was the caption she put on the photo on instagram.

in a few minutes, you sent her a message.

"was the food good? i chose a new restaurant with a good rating on the app."

"it was delicious. maybe later i'll take you there... what do you think?"

and she really took you to the restaurant, she wanted to thank you for making a little surprise for her but in such a loving way. little did Doyeon know that that little surprise would happen more often in the following days.

Sei: when she receiving the letter, Sei ran to the girls, shouting that she had received a letter from you. they gathered around Sei, curious to find out what the letter was about and prepared for any little joke they could make about you being a sweet couple. and Sei was curious to know what was there, to know what your handwriting was trying to say to her.

so many sweet and loving words, every comma and every space between them was forming the purest affection. when she finished reading, they all said "awn, how cute!!" and Sei hugged the letter, as if she was hugging you and thinking about how loving you was so good.

Lua: while they all had lunch, Lua read the letter you had delivered to her along with the gift you had bought for her. you had specified for her to read and open the gift only when she had finished lunch, after all she was practicing for the next comeback. when reading, Lua felt a huge happiness invade her body, making all the worry about the comeback diminish quickly. a power that only you had: to calm her down. and the gift was a necklace with a small star on it, as you said in the letter, that she was brighter than the stars.

picking up paper and a pen, Lua began to write a letter to you, saying the sincere feelings she had for you and would hand it over to you as soon as you both met, hoping that you would be as happy as she was when she received those gifts.

Rina: this girl may be quiet and discreet, but the members notice her behavior’s change as soon as she receives the package with a red letter and your name written on it. they all start making fun of Rina, in a kind way, of course, and her cheeks turn red. when she finishes reading what you wrote, the red in her cheeks gets even more intense and, obviously, the girls are curious to know what it is about. she doesn't let them read the letter. and taking advantage of the break, she calls you, saying she received it and tells you to find her as soon as the practice is over. you have never received so many hugs and kisses in your life.

Lucy: this girl gets shy very easily. and gets even more shy when you have a romantic attitude towards her. when the delivery man brought her favorite food and, attached to the package, a note, more specifically, a love note, she knew it was something that came from you. with reddened cheeks, Lucy read the note and did not let the girls see what it was about. she just said it was a gift you had sent. while they all had lunch, she took a picture of the food and sent you a message.

"thank you. only you can make my day this lighter (and tastier)."

[girlgrouptrash101]

Suyeon (Weki Meki) as Your Girlfriend

Request: “Can I request a Weki Meki Suyeon as your girlfriend headcanon? Thank you!! 😊”

A/N: sleep on beds not weki meki

- C

Suyeon is such a lovely girl who will always treat you right!!!

She would be a little bit shy at first, but once she opened up to you, things would change a lot

She’d be more goofy and free around you

but also,,, a romantic

She’d always be complimenting you and doing her best to make you feel special

and she’d plan such cute dates

like on a picnic to the park at night where she packs all your favourite food

and she refuses to let go of your hand like, ever

she feels like she’s won whenever she makes you laugh

like it’s her mission in life to always make sure there’s a smile on your face

wants to raise a pet with you for sure

even though you don’t have one yet you’re the kind of couple to stay up arguing about pet names lol

could spend forever wrapped up in your arms tbh

steals a hoodie but always brings it back then takes a different one the next time at your house because she thinks you don’t notice

but you do, and you think it’s so adorable

always shows the members cute pictures of you two together and they uwu over you

if someone else tries to flirt with you she tries to be tough and stand up for your relationship

but she’s actually insecure about it because she doesn’t think that she deserves you though she really does

so you always have to remind her how much you love her and how much she means to you

she makes you playlists that remind you but she gets too shy to show you because they’re really personal

so instead of telling you she just hits shuffle and connects them to the speakers in your house and you dance around

you think it’s just normal music but it’s actually a lot of songs that Suyeon personally picked because she thought it would make you happy

Staying at home and doing hair masks to treat your girlfriend’s poor overdyed scalp rip

If you ever go to the carnival and win her a toy she’d tell everyone she knows and she’d keep it forever

she loooves the way you smell, and she always loves it when she’s cuddled up with you

She likes to fall asleep in your arms because she feels safe and loved

goes furniture and grocery shopping with you because it makes Suyeon feel like you’re a married couple

honestly, she loves you too much to ever fight with you

Invites you to all Weki Meki’s does and events because she performs even brighter when she sees you in the crowd

she’s your number one fan and you’re hers, and she loves it💓

NSFW From Here:

A softie all the time, and this is no exception

all she wants is to make sure you have the best time possible

she always always always comes with a loud moan of your name

even if you aren’t there ;)

gets kinda shy if you tell her how beautiful her body is

so you tell her a lot so she knows it because she really is beautiful and she doesn’t get told enough

I could see her being more of a bottom, willing to follow any orders

she wants to kiss you for hours and she will if you let her

Suyeon would love getting hickeys all over, but unfortunately, because of her line of work she can’t have many

so you just leave them in less visible places ;)

foreplay queen honestly lbr

if you don’t let her come she’ll whimper and then you have to give in because it’s so cute

so much more confident over text than in person

and she gets so embarrassed when you bring up your text history when she’s sexted you

she’s such a cutie overall though, always making sure she’s doing a good job

so many cuddles and kisses afterwards

[beomqutie]

ㅡ nct dream when their s/o asks to sleep in their bed because they are scared of thunderstorms

mark:

mark would be a little shocked when you came and asked him if you could sleep in his bed but would definitely say yes! he only wants your best and if you have to sleep in his bed in order not to be scared then so be it! he would hold you close and whisper a small good night before you drifted off to sleep.

“good night honey, sleep well..”

renjun:

would 10/10 say yes immediately. he likes cuddles and he likes you + it helps you fall asleep so what could be better? he would hold you close and rub small circles on your arm while singing a soft lullaby to you.

“i love you, now have sweet dreams”

jeno:

would smile immediately but still feel sad because he doesn’t want you to be scared or uncomfortable. he‘d stand up and carry you bridal style to his bed only to lay you down. he would spoon you and tell you everything he loves about you to distract you from the thunderstorm.

“i love the way your eyes light up when you talk about things you love. i love you”

haechan:

would 100% tease you but when he saw you flinch in fear when you heard a thunder he would stand up and embrace you in a tight hug. he would wipe away your tears and cuddle with you afterwards with some music playing softly in the background.

“the thunderstorm can’t harm you, i am here to protect you from everything”

jaemin:

this boy would even agree before you asked. like you were standing in the doorframe with a scared and shy look on your face and he would be like, yeah come here. so you would run to him and snuggle close to his chest.

“you can always come and cuddle me”

chenle:

chenle would blush and ask if you were serious before pulling you to bed. he would get you another blanket just incase he hogs your shared blanket. he would hold your hand a sing you a soft song to make you fall asleep faster.

“how can you be so cute when you’re sleeping?”

jisung:

so shy awww. he would be as red as a tomato when you asked him if you could sleep in his bed. he would agree and slowly become more comfortable and confident and would maybe even cuddle you. would 100% take photos of you while you sleep tho.

“even in this sleeping pic they look beautiful..”

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[paalove]

If you're watching extraordinary attorney woo I'd love it if your wrote a lil something about any of the women (MAYBE youngwoo eventually sets up geurami and sooyeon on a blind date? Can be anything you feel like though) <333333333

hi~ so this is that pairing, but it's not that scenario! i know it's been a few weeks (and i won't lie i haven't quite finished watching yet 😭) but i hope you like!!

...

It’s sweet, she guesses, that Woo Youngwoo wants to take pity on her old man like that – hand him the bouquet to represent not wanting him to be alone, she gets it – but Geurami’s still planning to give her shit for it.

With an exaggerated, “Tch,” she glances to her inferior replacement – everyone knows a high school best friendship is a warriors bond, but a work one is its shadow – and says, “Would it ruin Youngwoo’s day if I fought the old man for it?”

She doesn’t want to ruin Youngwoo’s day – the wedding decorations are super dope (whale themed) and if the groom is much less handsome than one of the guests… well, Youngwoo doesn’t seem to have noticed. She kind of wants the dope (also whale-themed) bouquet for herself, though. It’s sparkly.

Her inferior replacement looks startled and points to her own chest, “Are you talking to me?”

“Uhuh! Do you think Youngwoo would be upset?” she asks.

“Probably,” says Youngwoo’s other, worse best friend, with a sweet little laugh that makes something in Geurami sit up and take notice. “You want the bouquet – you’re hoping to get married soon, then? Are you here with your boyfriend?”

“No and no.”

If she’s asking questions like that with a pretty smile, she gets promoted to her actual name – Suyeon turns so her elbow is resting next to Geurami’s, on the bar, and says, “Then why…”

“Those flowers are cute as fuck, are you kidding? I want that bouquet and it’s not fair he didn’t have to fight it out.”

Geurami’s reasoning is impeccable – even this cute lawyer agrees silently, with a firm nod and a, “Well, I’m glad I didn’t end up fighting you for it.”

“You would have fought?” asks Geurami, leaning in an extra couple of inches and – oops, ‘accidentally’ brushing their arms together.

Nodding again, Suyeon volunteers in a deliberate tone, “I’m single, though,” before sighing, “I guess it’d be nice to not be,” and taking a sip from her barely-touched wine.

It’s cute, but offensively wrong.

“No way,” Geurami disagrees, pointing right in her pretty little face, “If you weren’t single, you wouldn’t have the chance to hook up with a hot bridesmaid, and what else are friends’ weddings for, huh?”

Suyeon giggles, “I am a hot bridesmaid.”

“True. And you’re talking to one, too,” Geurami says, bold enough to stroke her little finger against Suyeon’s.

Maybe she was misreading the tone of the conversation, because at that Suyeon’s eyes go wide and startled, and her face visibly flushes in a way her still mostly-full glass does not account for.

Fuck, is she going to have to apologise to Youngwoo for causing trouble at her wedding?

…

Twelve hours later, Suyeon wakes up, phone still in hand.

The tab open is a Google search – “am i gay had gay experience wedding” followed by a list of results regarding the fight for same sex marriage.

When she switches over to her contacts list, she sees what she expects – New contact added, Geurami 😳🥵🍆💦 – well, not quite what she expects. Suyeon probably shouldn’t have let Geurami type in her details on her own.

With something like horror, she realises she’s smiling.

[wickymicky]

♡︎𝑼𝒍𝒕 𝑮𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒑 𝑻𝒂𝒈♡︎

Tagged by @ins0mnia

im gonna do this for dreamcatcher and weki meki! i could also do loona and fromis but i’ll just keep it at my top 2

1. Who was your first bias?

Dami

Yoojung

2. Who is my bias now?

Yoohyeon (and Jiu, and still Dami a little bit too haha)

Yoojung

3. What was the first mv I watched from them?

Piri

Crush

4. What’s your favorite mv?

Scream, Boca, or Odd Eye... it’s hard to choose lol

hmmmmmmm... Picky Picky? its the kpop music video ive seen the highest number of times, so... lmao

5. If you could only listen to one of their songs for the rest of your life, what would it be?

Squeam

Piggy Piggy

6. Who would you want to see them collab with?

hmmm... Ateez maybe? WJSN?

Fromis 9! i think their energies are similar lol

7. What (mv) concept do you want to see them do?

oh thats difficult... something totally unexpected, something ridiculous lol. a concept so wild that nobody could even think of it, not even me. like pentagon’s naughty boy concept lmao. or gugudan chococo. this goes for both groups lol i just wanna see more weird and unique concepts

8. Have you ever had a dream with any of the members in it?

actually no lol, despite their concept

yes but it was a weeeeiiird nightmare... yoojung was like... cutting her leg off or something... it was bizarre lmao. i mean the only reason she was in my dream is cause i watched a video with her before falling asleep, my brain just decided to use that face. thanks brain. really appreciate that. 

9. If you could spend a day with one member, who would it be and what would you do?

oh jeez uhhh hmmmm.... a whole day? that’s too much man idk if i could do that lmao... im not interesting enough.... i guess i’d talk to yoohyeon about languages or something lol, or dami and we’d talk about one piece

god im tempted to say yoojung but idk if i wanna meet my heroes lol... uhhhh what do i have in common with the other members... uhhhhhhhhh.... idk, i give up lol, this isnt really something i would wanna do anyway

10. Which member do you think you would get along with the best?

i relate to yoohyeon the most but im not sure if that would mean we’d get along or not haha. maybe handong since we’re the same age and i think she’d be funny and chill

again i’m tempted to say yoojung since i relate to her the most but that makes me think it might actually be doyeon lmao, since if i’m similar to yoojung then.... nah actually i’ll say suyeon, i feel like i would get along with suyeon’s personality. but again, the thought of actually meeting them and spending time or whatever is not super appealing to me because i am ashamed of my Self

11. Which member do you think you would argue with?

HAHA oh man huh.... hmmm.... that’s not something i’ve thought about before.... sua maybe? she would yell so i’d be tempted to yell back lol. jokingly, of course

rina but i have no idea why haha. that just seems true. maybe it’s because of a part in weki meki mohae where they’re cleaning up after making a lot of food and she’s one of the only ones NOT goofing off, and she scolds the other members, including suyeon the leader and oldest member lmao. and in this scenario, i am suyeon

12. If you had to let one member scroll through your tumblr, who would it be?

Yoohyeon would understand

Lua would understand

hmmm i was gonna tag people but i realized that i barely talk to anyone on here anymore.... i used to have a neat little community of mutuals back in 2019 lmao but idk, life happens. i also just havent been online enough in the last couple days to know who else has done this, if anyone. also its kinda long. anyway thank you for tagging me haha, this was kinda fun!

[moostaronce]

Make You Mine

Sei

Pairing: Sei x Fem reader 

Request: hi can u pls do a scenario for weki meki’s sei where the reader is the 9th member of weki meki and sei has always been too shy to talk to her alone so she always gets nervous and like runs away but one day the rest of the members know about her crush so they leave the house with just sei and the reader being left alone and sei is rly shy but she confesses to the reader and they kiss uwu ahhh i hope this makes sense!!! thank u for ur hard work i love ur blog 💙

A/N: This made perfect sense! Thanks so much for a WEME request, I hope I did it justice.

“Has anyone seen Sei?” Ji Leader calls out into the full practice room.

You all look around at one another and shrug a little until Lucy chimes in.

“She was here a second ago. Maybe she went to use the bathroom.”

She had gone to the bathroom. She needed to collect herself a little and now Sei was peeking through the window on the door to make sure everyone else was also in the room. 

“I’m here! Sorry unnie it was an emergency.”

Suyeon gives her a nod and officially begins practice. You were great as usual. You hadn’t debuted with the other members for “I Don’t Like Your Girlfriend”. You came in during “Crush” but the girls always treated you like you were always around. The members you are the closest with were Rina and Lua so being in 00 line was pretty fun for you. You always wanted to be close with Sei since you were also same year friends with her and Lua but she seemed to dislike you, maybe even hate you. When you really think about it, you can’t recall ever having a one on one conversation with her, ever.

As your practicing you feel like someone is watching you like a hawk. You think about checking to see who it is in the mirror, but you brush it off and assume that it’s Yoojung or Doyeon making sure you’re doing alright. This assumption was partially right because those two always watched all of you during practice, however neither of your members were watching you. Instead, they watched Seojeong watch you. In fact, all of the members had begun to notice over time how she looked at you. She was much more obvious than she wanted to admit, but she also couldn’t look you in the eye and get through a full coherent sentence.

Once it was time for your first break of the practice, you found yourself going to get a snack with Rina. Little did you know that behind you Sei was slowly being cornered by the remaining members and there would be no escape until you and Soeun returned from across the street.

“Why are you avoiding Y/N unnie so much?“ Hyojung practically shouted as soon as she thought the coast was clear.

“What? I don’t avoid her.” The tone is as unconvincing as her stance when she says it. Her arms fold over each other at her chest and perhaps her most prominent pout ever etched on her face.

“Really? What about yesterday when she and I were walking towards you and you threw yourself into the first room you saw. You’re lucky she didn’t see you otherwise it would have made her sad.“ Doyeon chimed in.

“I... needed to go in that room.” Sei tries to stand her ground but from the look on Doyeon’s face she knew she didn’t stand a chance. 

“It was a cleaning supply closet. What could you possibly be doing in there right before practice?“

"...Taking inventory?" Even she knows that that's the dumbest excuse she could have given.

"Okay look you clearly aren't ready today but tomorrow you need to at least apologize for avoiding her. It's your business whether you confess or not but you can't treat a member this way." The way Suyeon speaks leaves no room for more discussion, least of all arguments.

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The next day you wake up early as always but find that Lua and Lucy aren't in your shared room. You're a little confused because they are almost always still asleep when you get up. Then you leave your room and can't help but notice the lack of coats in the closet and shoes in the cabinet. You scratch your head and walk into the kitchen to make breakfast.

You hear a door open elsewhere in the dorm and quickly come face to face with a clearly flustered Sei.

"Ah Sei ssi~ did you want some eggs"

"Sei winces at the formality in your words and the tension riddling your body language."

"Y/N just call me Seojeong. We're the same age you know."

You're startled by her actually speaking to you so all you can do at that moment is nod.

"Hey, so I'm sorry for not being welcoming. It’s not that I don’t like you.” She clearly hesitates to to speak. Her mouth opens and closes before she looks down.

“Sei, it’s alright take your time. I promise you I’m listening.”

“It isn’t that I don’t like you Y/N. More like I may like you too much.”

Her last sentence came out so quiet you almost missed it. Even once it registered you were frozen in shock.

“Ar- Are you confessing to me right now?”

She flinches at your question, fearing the worst. Once you come to your senses again you step forward. You hold her hands in your own with a tender smile on your face.

“Let’s go out today. Have lunch, just us two.” 

Sei’s eyes widen in surprise at your words. 

“You want to have lunch with me today? For real?”

“Yes. Let’s get to know each other better. I think that what you’re trying to tell me is that you’re interested in me. Well, I’m interested in you too. Like a lot, Seojeong.”

Sei’s smile starts to surface and she shifts on her feet, looking down at her hands being held in your own. 

“If it isn’t too sudden can I um... can I kiss you?“

Instead of a verbal response from you she receives a soft warm sensation against her lips. It was a quick closed mouth kiss but not short enough to qualify as a peck. Both of you stand close together avoiding eye contact with rosy cheeks. 

“We’ll take it slow. Just one step at a time, okay?” You speak without meeting her eyes in a pure display of shyness.

“Yeah, one step at a time.” She smiles at you brighter than you knew possible.”

When the members return in the afternoon, they find a note stating your whereabouts and are pleased to see you two had gone out together for the day.

“Told you it would work if we just left them alone.” Doyeon smirked at her members.

“Well I mean we did threaten Sei unnie so it’s not like that was much of a choice.“ Lucy speaks up with a laugh

“Alls fair in war Hyojung. Alls fair in war.” Yoojung pipes up.

“Don’t you mean lo-” 

“I said what I said.” Yoojung cuts Lua off abruptly with a sassy but playful flip of her hair.”

 The members all giggle amongst themselves before slowly roaming off to lounge about.

When you return to the dorm with Sei you are both met with the creepily excited faces of your other members and take your teasing session like the embarrassed babies you both are.

[girls-scenarios]

Surprise Me

Idol: Rina (Weki Meki)

Prompt: Could I request a Weki Meki Rina scenario where Rina and their partner are in a long distance relationship but their partner surprises them with food, movies, cuddles, the whole shebang when Rina returns from promotions one day? Gracias mi amigo!

Writer: Admin Kiwi

A/N: Sorry for being gone for a while, I haven’t been feeling up to writing recently. However, Weki Meki’s comeback is INCREDIBLE. Please go give Oopsy a listen! Lua and Lucy actually got lines for a change and Lua’s hair??? Don’t even get me started. Rina of course looked great with short hair as well. I love everything about this comeback! Anyway, support Weki Meki and I hope you all enjoy!

As much as Rina loved promoting and seeing fans, she had to admit that comebacks were exhausting. The days seemed almost endless and her neck hurt from sleeping in the van in-between her schedules. Worst of all, she hardly had time to talk to you. Being in a long distance relationship was hard enough on its own, but she always felt bad when she didn’t have the time to send more than a few texts a day. It was lonely not being able to at least hear your voice through the phone, and she wondered if you ever felt hurt because she was so busy. She wanted to be there for you no matter what, but promotions just got in the way, and she felt really bad about that.

Whenever she brought it up to you, you would reassure her that you were okay and that you understood her job kept her busy. Still, she couldn’t help missing you and wishing she could talk to you more.

So when her manager told them that they finally had a free evening, Rina was relieved, immediately thinking about calling you as a smile came to her lips.

“Our Rina is so cute when she’s in love,” Doyeon commented, a playful grin on her lips as she nudged the younger girl’s side. “Are you happy to be able to talk to (Y/N) again?”

“Of course I’m happy. It would be weird if I wasn’t excited to be able to talk to the person I’m dating.” A flush covered Rina’s cheeks but she tried to pretend not to be affected by her member’s teasing as she pulled out her phone. Good, it wasn’t too late for a call where you were. On the other side of the room, where Suyeon and Elly were getting ready to leave, came the sounds of hushed whispering, but when Rina looked up they were just picking up their bags. Weird.

“Since you’re going to talk to (Y/N), we’ll give you some distance,” Suyeon said, and Lucy wrinkled her nose playfully.

“Yeah, so we don’t have to deal with hearing your gross conversation.”

“We aren’t gross,” Rina countered, looking around at the others. “Where are you guys going?”

“To eat and then to karaoke,” Yoojung said with a grin.

“So what you mean is that you’re going out to have fun without me.”

“We just thought you would want to spend some alone time with (Y/N), but you can come if you want,” Suyeon said quickly, obviously not wanting to offend the younger girl.

Rina just smiled, shaking her head. As fun as karaoke sounded, she would much rather have time to talk to you. “It’s okay, I’m just joking. I want to talk to (Y/N). I haven’t been able to contact them much and I miss them.”

“Gross,” Lucy repeated, then whined when Lua elbowed her in the side.

“The managers will drop you off first then.” Suyeon picked up her bag as she spoke and smiled. “So, are we ready to go have some fun?”

The chorus of yes’s were almost deafening.

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It didn’t take long to get back to the dorms, and although it felt weird being the only one getting out of the car, she bid goodbye to her members and told them to have fun as she closed the door. Humming quietly to herself, she headed up to the dorm, pulling out her phone again and sending a text.

-I’m heading up to the dorm now. No listening ears lol. Do you want me to call you or do you want to call me?

-I’ll call you in just a minute!

At your response, she put her phone back away and walked up to the keypad, yawning as she put in the code. It wasn’t until she opened the door that she noticed something felt weird. Why did it smell like someone had cooked food?

Freezing, she peered into the dark living room just past the entryway. Somehow, it didn’t feel like she was alone. Were the members pranking her? Or was she just going crazy?

She was probably just imagining things. It wasn’t often that she was in the dorm by herself, so seeing it quiet was weird. Shrugging her shoulders, she kicked off her shoes and closed the door behind her with a click.

At the click, the lights in the living room turned on and Rina screamed and almost tripped as a familiar voice yelled “surprise!”

It took a moment for her to recognize the voice,  and her heart began to pound even harder, her eyes widening and her mouth falling open as she watched you step around the corner, a big grin on your face. “Did I surprise you?” You asked, your eyes sparkling with mischief, and she let out an airy laugh, like she couldn’t believe this was actually happening.

“(Y/N)? But why are you here?” She stumbled away from the door, past the shoe rack and the slippers, and into your waiting arms. You were warm and as she sank into your embrace, she smiled, squeezing you tightly. She wasn’t dreaming. This was really happening.

“I flew in this morning. Sorry that I didn’t tell you, but I asked your managers if I could surprise you and they said you had half of today off, so I worked out a plan with the group to get us alone.” You raised your eyebrows as you looked down at her, a bit sheepish. “You aren’t mad that I scared you, right?”

Laughing, she shook her head and leaned up to give you a quick kiss. “How could I be mad when you’re finally here? I’ve been wanting to see you for so long....”

“Me too. I’ve missed you so much.” You hugged her a bit tighter and she buried her face in your shoulder, breathing in the smell of your perfume. God, how she had missed you. For a while, the two of you just stood, happy to finally be back in each other’s arms and not really needing to talk to understand how you were both feeling.

That was, until Rina’s stomach grumbled and she pulled away, blushing fiercely. You laughed, raising your eyebrows.

“Hungry?” You asked, and she nodded.

“We just came back from schedules so I didn’t have time to eat.”

“Lucky that I got your favorite takeout, then.” Your words sank in and she blinked.

“You did?” It was only then that she remembered the smell of food that had seemed weird at the doorway. “Really?”

“Really. I put it in the microwave to keep it warm. Plus, I have movies and blankets set up on the couch, my arms are just waiting to give you cuddles, and there’s ice cream in the freezer.”

“Wow,” she breathed, a smile stretching across her face as her heart swelled with affection until it felt like her chest might burst open. “I love you so much.” The words didn’t show the full depth of the emotions she was feeling, but the kiss she pressed to your lips did the rest, pulling you in and giving you entry to her world. When you pulled away, you were blushing, your eyes full of so much love that she wanted to melt away.

“I love you too,” you said, tucking her now-short hair behind her ears. “More than you will ever know.”

Of course, her stomach just had to ruin the moment with another growl, making the both of you burst into giggles.

“You know, I can still cuddle with you while you eat. Plus, we have the rest of the night, we might as well eat now,” you said, pulling away and grabbing her hand to steer her into the kitchen. With a laugh and happy flush on her face, she willingly followed, excited to have you all to herself. She’d have to thank her members later.

“Promise I can have as many kisses as I want later?” She asked, braver when it was just the two of you, and you stopped, leaning over to plant another kiss onto her lips.

“Promise. I came all this way to see you, so I’m going to kiss you as much as I can before I leave again.”

[jonwongton]

2018 Kpop Recap

So kpop in general means a lot to me, to the point where I’ve spent the past two years teaching myself Korean. If I had to rate it, 50% of me liking a song depends on the artist singing it, and the other 50% of the song depends its production value. In other words, I instantly like songs sung by idols I like, and even songs from groups I don’t like can completely win me over (I’m sorry Got7, please forgive me).

Personal Picks

Song of the year: 두근두근 (DKDK) - 프로미스나인 (fromis_9)

Album of the year: To. Day -  프로미스나인 (fromis_9)

where the other top candidates for song of the year were

너를 따라, 너에게 -  프로미스나인 (fromis_9)

Be With You -  프로미스나인 (fromis_9)

Action! (feat. Gray) - DPR Live

두근두근 wins because the promotions for this song single handedly made me love fromis_9. It’s a super catchy synth pop song (50% raw quality) and this song carries the most memories because I’ve watched so many stage performances of it this year.

너를 따라, 너에게 probably would have been my pick if they had a live performance of it (apparently they did at their final fan signing but I couldn’t find a fan camera). This song carries almost all my summer memories as I listened to it a ton from June - September, it was the background song in almost every behind-the-scenes video from this era, and even they were singing to it in vlives/other clips.

Be With You is my favorite fromis_9 song (Jiheon and Nakyung agree with me), it’s a song meant for the fans, and there’s this beautiful fancam of them singing it live. Each member really shows the timbre of their voice and it really brings out the emotional winter, nostalgic feeling. I have more memories associated with  두근두근 and 너를 따라, 너에게 but if I was a hard-core fan right from their debut, I’m sure this would have been my pick.

Action! was on repeat for me from like March - June. Gray and Dabin REALLY did a damn good job with this song (the coffee ordering dialogue flows so well). I think it says a lot when a group that isn’t from f(x)/GFriend/fromis_9 is good enough to be this high up my list.

Objective Picks

Song of the year: 사랑을 했다 (Love Scenario) - iKON

Album of the year: Don’t Mess Up My Tempo - EXO

Best side track: All Day All Night - SHINee (샤이니)

Best duet: 언어 영역 (Language Test) - 지수연 (Ji Suyeon) (Weki Meki), 문빈 (MoonBin) (ASTRO)

Best R&B: Sunshine - Hoody (후디)

Best ballad: 너를 만나 (Me After You) - 폴킴 (Paul Kim)

Best OST:  모든 날, 모든 순간 (Every Day, Every Moment) - 폴킴 (Paul Kim)

Most meaningful lyrics: 꽃 길 (Flower Road) - BIGBANG

Best producer(s): 1Take & TAK

Best cover: Red Light -  프로미스나인 (fromis_9)

Random Categories

Best month of kpop: June

Best song that takes me to a different place: Selfish (feat. Seulgi (슬기)) - Moonbyul (문별)

Best song I listened to on repeat -  Lullaby - Got7 (갓세븐)

Best song I had no choice but to like: 뚜두뚜두 (DDU-DU DDU-DU) - Blackpink

Best song that I can’t believe got no attention: Take Me Higher -  A.C.E(에이스)

Best discoveries of songs not from 2018: 1)  유리구두 (Glass Shoes) -  프로미스나인 (fromis_9) 2) Singing in the Rain -  진솔 (JinSoul) 3)  나에게 넌 (To Me) -  다비치 (Davichi)

Best song from 2017 that was stuck in my head for the entire year:  에너제틱 (Energetic) - Wanna One

Best song where I memorized the rap in case of karaoke: Wow Thing - 슬기 (Seulgi),신비 (SinB), 청하 (Chung Ha), 소연 (Soyeon)

Best songs where I learned the dance in case it comes up: 1) BBoom BBoom (뿜뿜) - Momoland 2) 뚜두뚜두 (DDU-DU DDU-DU) - Blackpink

Best accidental discovery song: Flower - Varsity (바시티)

Song that saved summer: 어쩌나 (Oh My!) - Seventeen (세븐틴)

Song that grew on me the most: 데리러 가 (Good Evening) -  SHINee 샤이니 (from liking it to god tier as I kept listening)

Songs of the Month

January: 좋다고 말해 (Tell Me You Love Me) - 볼빨깐사춘기 (Bolbbalgan4)

February: One Shot, Two Shot - 보아 (BoA)

March: Action! (feat. Gray) - DPR Live

April: Thursday - EXO-CBX (챈백시)

May: 밤 (Time for the moon night) - 여자친구 (GFriend)

June: 두근두근 (DKDK) - 프로미스나인 (fromis_9)

July: 여름여름해 (Sunny Summer) -  여자친구 (GFriend)

August: 너를 따라, 너에게 -  프로미스나인 (fromis_9)

September: Lullaby - Got7 (갓세븐)

October: Love Bomb  -  프로미스나인 (fromis_9)

November: Like It! - 보아 (BoA)

December: 꿈 (feat. 승연 (Luizy)) (Dream) - 이기광 (Lee Gikwang)

Best High Notes Power Ranking

바람 바람 바람 (Windy Windy) - Yuju (G#5 are you kidding me)

밤 (Time for the moon night) - Yuju

휘리휘리 (Flower Garden) - Eunha

花요일 (Blooming Day) - Chen

너를 따라, 너에게 -  Jiwon

Be With You -  Gyuri/Hayoung

I Want You - Taemin

Take Me Higher - Donghun

All Day All Night - Onew/Key

Shine (빛나리) - Jinho/Kino

Hi High - Chuu

너 없인 안 된다 (Only One For Me) - Eunkwang

There were no good high notes in Seventeen songs this year (rip DK/Seungkwan) and Jaehwan’s high notes don’t get played loud enough in Wanna One tracks :(

Other Songs Worth Mentioning

I don’t have a particular superlative to give to these songs, but I really enjoyed listening to them this year and I didn’t want to forget them:

Bad Boy - Red Velvet (레드벨벳)

약속해요 (I.P.U.) - Wanna One

La La La - 위키미키 (Weki Meki) (+ the rest of the album)

Playlist - DPR Live

Look - Got7 (갓세븐)

그해 여름 (One Summer) - 양다일 (Yang Da Il), 웬디 (Wendy)

LATATA - (여자)아이들 [(G)I-DLE]

Dejavu -  볼빨깐사춘기 (Bolbbalgan4)

6 o’clock -  볼빨깐사춘기 (Bolbbalgan4)

네 멋대로 (Get It) - Pristin V

1도 없어 - Apink (에이핑크) (+ the rest of the album)

100% -  키썸 (Kisum)

죽겠다 (Killing Me) - iKON

Hi High - 이달의 소녀 (Loona) (+ the rest of the album)

Complete (널 만난 순간) - 온앤오프 (ONF) (+ the rest of the album)

SoulMate (Feat. IU (아이유) - 지코 (ZICO)

라비앙로즈 (La Vie en Rose) - IZ*ONE

Not That Type - 구구단 (gugudan) (+ the rest of the album)

Previous Songs of the Year

Song of the year 2015: 4 Walls - f(x) 에프엑스

Song of the year 2016: All Mine -  f(x) 에프엑스

Song of the year 2017: 귀를 기울이면 (Love Whisper) - 여자친구 (GFriend)

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It’s been a great year of music, and I discovered so many different groups with all types of sounds. I can’t wait to see what 2019 brings.

[orchestrawellington]

Orchestra Wellington Unravels Stravinsky’s Flair For Orchestral Colour With PETROUCHKA

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SATURDAY 4 NOVEMBER, 7.30PM

MICHAEL FOWLER CENTRE, WELLINGTON

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TABEA SQUIRE

COLOUR LINES

(NEW COMMISSION)

CARL NIELSEN VIOLIN CONCERTO SUYEON KANG, VIOLIN

STRAVINSKY PETROUCHKA

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MARC TADDEI, Conductor

AROHANUI STRINGS SISTEMA HUTT VALLEY

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Orchestra Wellington brings to life one of the greatest puppet love stories of all time – one which comes with some serious strings attached. The second of Stravinsky’s great ballets, Petrouchka is a riot of orchestral colour, overflowing with memorable melodies and dynamic rhythms. Conductor, Mark Taddei, will have his hands as full as any master-puppeteer on Saturday 4th November at the Michael Fowler Centre, with a score that keeps all sections of the orchestra busy. Petrouchka is that rare thing in ballet -  an example of a perfect fusion of music and choreography,” Taddei says. “Of the three great Stravinsky “Russian” ballets written for Diaghilev, it is his Petrouchka that has found the strongest place in the ballet repertoire.” “Musically, Stravinsky’s extraordinary use of the piano, a piquant chord that defines the work, and his use of traditional Russian folk music all contribute to the genius of this monument of early modernism. Here we find Stravinsky developing his voice after the Firebird to an exceptionally refined degree. It is without question one of the brilliant scores ever written.” Like Pinocchio, Petrouchka is a puppet who discovers he has a human heart, but unlike his Italian counterpart, Petrouchka‘s heart causes him nothing but trouble. His love for the Ballerina goes unrequited, and his attempts to win her from his rival, The Moor, are disastrous. But in the hands of Stravinsky, this mannequin psychodrama never gets too heavy handed. The composer uses the setting of a Russian Shrovetide Fair to incorporate more singable and danceable tunes than you can shake a rag doll at. The chaos and brilliance of the scenario perfectly suited Stravinsky’s flair for orchestral colour and drama. After seven years of partnership with Orchestra Wellington, it’s time for Arohanui Strings to join the orchestra onstage with a piece written for them both by young Wellington composer Tabaea Squire. Arohanui Strings is a music programme based in Hutt Valley founded by Orchestra Wellington violist Alison Eldredge in 2010.  Eldredge had no instruments but a big idea – to provide free, quality music education to all children regardless of their financial status. Arohanui Strings, has developed both as a musical entity and as a force for change in its community, and the orchestra’s Jack Body Composer in Residence, Squire, has written a piece to be premiered on Saturday 4th November at the Michael Fowler Centre with Orchestra Wellington called Colour Lines. “I imagined a child's colouring-in book: the jagged scribbles made by someone very young, and the strange effect of life and movement which is lent to such a picture by colouring over the lines”,” Squire says. One of the world’s up-and-coming violinists, Suyeon Kang, will perform Carl Nielsen’s Violin Concerto with Orchestra Wellington. The Australian violinist is a winner of major prizes at the Yehudi Menuhin, Buenos Aires, Leopold Mozart and Bayreuth international violin competitions. She is the 2015 Michael Hill Violin Competition Winner, ready to tackle the Danish composer’s spacious, bracing work, full of nature.

To secure your ticket head direct to Ticketek NZ HERE