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violetarks · 3 years ago

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kissing them out of nowhere

game: xoxo droplets

characters: everett gray, nate lawson, bae pyoun

summary: they looked pretty and y/n thought they deserved it.

warnings: afab! reader, i don't have the dlc, but i have played everett and nate's routes plenty of times to know how bae acts. also: they are less of an asshole here!!

Everett Gray:

"Damn it." Everett grunts, flopping himself onto the bed. Y/N glances at him, up from her workbook and to her boyfriend beside her. She raises a brow as he pushes his face into her pillow.

"Hello, Everett." She hums out, writing down some more notes from her class, "How nice of you to drop into my room all of a sudden. What's wrong?"

He turns his face to her, looking as annoyed as ever. He huffs to her, "Nate's been on my ass all day. I've been trying to avoid him since homeroom, had to fucking sprint here." Everett pulls himself to sit up, looking over to Y/N's work. He gives her a look. "I'm bored... Let's do something fun, I need to be entertained."

Y/N rolls her eyes, ruffling his hair a little with a smile on her lips. "I'm busy, Everett. We have homework to do, have you already finished it or something?" She questions, lifting her hand as she goes on to complete her work. He gives her a small pout, which she only grins in response to.

"Is that why Nate is chasing you around campus?" Everett nods his head in confirmation. She shakes her head. "I saw you guys at lunch while I was hanging out with Jeremy—"

"You were eating with Jeremy?" Everett raises a brow, almost in a judging way. He crosses his arms over his chest with a frown. "What were you doing around that doofus?"

Y/N shrugs her shoulders at the question. "What can I say? You talk so much for someone who said he didn't want to eat lunch with me." She states, watching as Everett's brow twitches. She was just telling him facts. Everett only clicks his tongue and looks away.

She ruffles his hair once more and continues to write in her book, going on to what she was saying before. "Anyway, I can't believe you outran that guy. Nate does all these extra curricular activities, but can't catch this little guy." She laughs, holding a hand to her face.

"Hey." He grunts in return, pinching her side, "Homework is so fucking boring... Wait, I've got a good idea." He gives her a smirk, suddenly laying himself over her lap. She lifts her notebook so he doesn't crinkle it, raising a brow at him. He links his fingers over his stomach. "How about you give me the answers for the homework when you're done?"

Y/N deadpans, slouching her shoulders. "Why would I do that?" She questions.

"Because you love me. And you don't want Nate to kill me." He says, raising his voice in a way that made it sound mocking. But he sees that she seems unmoving. She doesn't think it's a good idea. "And I'll give you a kiss."

"Dude, I can get those whenever I want." She scoffs, rolling her eyes at her boyfriend.

"Hey, I'm not that easy." He claims, turning his head away from her. He furrows his brows and dramatically pouts. Y/N was sometimes done with this whole expression, but other times it's was pretty cute. "To think, you only keep me around for kisses? Wow, Y/N, that's low."

She tilts her head and chuckles, "You were just offering! And you're asking your girlfriend for homework answers, that's what low." She watches as he covers a smirk on his lips because he knows she's right.

As if on time, her phone buzzes on the desk in front of her. She reaches over, Everett not budging in his comfortable spot. When she gets her phone, she sees that it's her boyfriend's best friend. Part of her wants to ignore it, considering how Everett was currently running away from him.

But it's a text.

And Nate hates phones.

And texts.

And Y/N, sometimes.

She opens up the message, raising a brow.

Nate: I know that idiot is with you.

Y/N: Which idiot?

Nate: Your boyfriend.

Y/N: Oh. That one.

Nate: Tell him to at least finish his homework while he's over there.

"Nate says to do your homework since you're hanging out in my dorm." Y/N informs Everett, who rolls his eyes at the idea.

"Tell him it's finished." He says, bringing an arm up to cover his eyes.

Y/N: Everett said he finished his homework.

Nate: He's lying. His homework is here in our dorm, and it's empty.

She sighs out, looking down to Everett, "You left your homework in your room? Where Nate could see that it was clearly unfinished?"

He gives a shrug, pursing his lips a little. "It was worth a shot." He claims, "Tell him I'll do it later."

Y/N is about to text Nate that when she puts the phone down. Her eyes land on her boyfriend laid over her lap. He seems to be comfortable and resting. At times like this, where he was calm, Everett looked pretty. One of the rare times where he looked attractive without trying to.

She gently takes hold of Everett's hand, lifting his arm from his face. He blinks at her a few times, raising a brow to question it. "Hm?" He mumbles out to her.

But he doesn't get the chance as Y/N leans down, pressing a kiss to his lips.

He's a little surprised, to say the least. She was always the instigator, Everett would just let her take the lead. But at a time like this, where he was flirting or saying anything to provoke her romantic actions, it was unusual.

Although that was true, Everett is holding onto Y/N's cheek to give her a few more kisses. She lets out a few chuckles at his willingness, gladly returning the affection as she wraps her arms around his neck. Perhaps this was what Everett was thinking about when he said he wanted to do something fun.

But now Y/N pulls away, making her boyfriend furrow his brows and tilt his head. "What is it?" He questions, gently squishing her cheeks without intending to. She raises a brow at him. "What?"

She brings up a finger and pokes his forehead, making him lean back with a grunt. She speaks, "You should finish your homework before doing anything else. Nate's gonna' murder you in your sleep if you catches you without any completed work."

Everett lets out a loud groan, flopping back onto the bed with arms spread out wide. "Ugh, fine! If I finish that shit tonight then I'll get the weekend off." He says, closing his eyes, "You'll help me, won't you?"

She pats his knee, opening up her work once again as she states, "I'll teach you what you slept through."

"Good." He huffs, sitting up and standing from the bed. He takes Y/N's hands and tugs her up from her spot. "Let's go get my homework from my room. If Nate is still there, you can distract him while I get it."

She rolls her eyes, grabbing her room key and phone and letting him drag her along, closing her door. "He's going to yell at me for being in the boys dormitory." She complains.

"Exactly." Everett hums, holding her hand tight, "Now go on, my lovely decoy, go make trouble for my best friend."

Nate Lawson:

Y/N's door is getting kicked open, making her glance over from her desk to see her very tired boyfriend tugging his hoodie off and lugging his gym bag into the dorm.

"Good evening, Mr Lawson." Y/N says, a smile evident on her lips as Nate shuts the door with his heel, "And to what do I owe the pleasure?"

She waves her hand out to him, motioning for him to come closer. He's too drained to argue against her, slouching his shoulders and walking over to her. He leans over, head falling against her shoulder. She wraps her arm around his neck for a moment, squeezing a little as a greeting.

He lifts himself and rubs his neck, sore. She turns back around to her desk, continuing to do her work.

"I'm back from mixed martial arts." He sighs out, already throwing his bag to sit next to the bed. Y/N turns in her chair, chin laughing on her palm as she waits for him. "And I'm tired. I can't deal with Everett right now, I just know he's causing trouble in our room. Heard people say he was dragging some girls to the boys dormitories."

His girlfriends blinks at the statement. "Huh. So that's why Everett asked me for my lab partner's number." She mumbles out, raising a brow with shrugged shoulders, "I thought he needed help with the chemistry work."

Nate gives her an irritated look before he finally flops onto her bed. "Well, thanks to you, Everett's been blowing up my phone and asking me to interrupt their study session and talk about how good he is at chemistry." He groans, wiping his face, "He thinks that she'll be swooning at the fact that he's using the study date to 'get closer to her', and then they'll start making out. Dumbass doesn't know anything about the subject."

She smiles, watching her boyfriend's actions grow sluggish with the more energy he uses. "Mhm. You should tutor him for a while." She suggests, immediately seeing him flip her off, "I was joking. You can tutor Everett and me."

Usually, Y/N would need to convince her boyfriend to even meet her at her door, for a date or whatever. He was so uptight with the rules, and although she loved him ever so dearly, it could be a little annoying. So she took her time with moments like this.

When he had used up all his energy throughout the day and was just flat-out tired after his training. She would have him either barge into her room to hide, or she'd find him passed out in the library where nobody would disturb him. Either way, she's stay and make sure he was alright.

"You going to sleep, Nate?" She questions, standing up from her seat, "At least take your hair tie out."

She draws closer, sitting on her bed as Nate makes himself comfortable over her covers. He's laying on his stomach, shoes kicked off beside his bag. His face was pushed into the pillow, so Y/N pats his back a few times before undoing his hair, and putting the tie on the bedside table. He lets out a noise, meaning to thank her. She lifts herself up from the bed, returning to the desk to finish doing her work.

Nate was always a workaholic, he never let himself rest. So she didn't want to disturb him here.

Y/N's a good girl, she finishes her work. Well, as much as she could. A part of her was happy to see Nate walk into her room because she needed some help with of these questions, and Nate was the top of their class. But it seemed that he needed to spend this time resting.

A good 20 minutes pass and Nate's fallen deep into sleep.

When she's done with all she can, she stretches in her spot and then stand up. Y/N pushes her chair into its place, putting her books back into her bag. She turns around, about to speak to her boyfriend and ask if he wanted to go out and do something. But all she sees is how her boyfriend is hugging the pillow under his head, eyes closed and looking peaceful.

"How can you look so cute even when you're sleep?" She grumbles to herself, somehow jealous of her boyfriend. She kneels down in front of him, her chin resting on her arms as they laid out on the mattress.

He doesn't answer, thankfully. She's sure that Nate would lecture her about personal space and all that stuff. His shoulders rise and fall slowly as he breathes, face looking at peace for once. Y/N can't help but brush the hair away from his face, pushing it behind his ear.

"Not fair." She scoffs quietly, squishing his cheek, "I'm meant to be the pretty one out of the two of us."

She can't really help herself once she leans forward, pressing a ghostly kiss onto his forehead, trailing another one to his cheek. She never really got the chance to show him a lot of affection, only able to use times like this, where he was more compliant, or out of the blue and risk running away. So she gives a gentle kiss to his lips.

Y/N pulls back when she notices Nate is beginning to stir awake. His eyes are blinking and he looks to her, vision a little blurry from just waking up from his nap. But he knows that the girl in front of him is his girlfriend, who else would be in the dorm?

The thing about Nate was that he would act differently when he just wakes up. He hugs the pillow under his head a little looser once his vision sets on Y/N. "Hm... How long was I out for?" He questions her.

"Nearly half an hour." She retorts, pulling her hand away from his cheek, "You're adorable, you know. When you sleep."

"Mhm, whatever." Nate responds, rolling over onto his back.

Y/N takes the opportunity to sit onto her mattress, swinging her legs over the side. "I finished my homework." She informs her boyfriend, looking to the ceiling, "I think I should get an award for that. Don't you?"

Nate sighs out, wiping the sleep out of his eyes as he sits back up on the bed, "Yeah, alright. Whatever you want."

"Hugs?" She jokes.

"Okay." He retorts.

Nate only catches what he had said when Y/N is giddily looking over to him throwing her arms around his neck and weighing him back to lay on the bed. His cheeks are burning as Y/N nuzzles her face into his neck. She shifts so that she can lay comfortably beside him, arms tugged around his side.

"You're warm." She tells him, closing her eyes, "And I'm tired. Take another nap?"

A part of him wants to say 'yes', because he's still in a sleepy state himself and wants to dive back into some dreams where Everett is a functioning human being by himself.

But he moves, standing up from the mattress and walking over to Y/N's desk. "Nope, come on. We're checking over your work." He claims, picking up her paper, "Look, you got the first question wrong. Y/N. Y/N?"

He looks over to the bed, to see that she's already fallen asleep. He gives a loud sigh before sitting down in the chair, taking her pen and making changes to her answer.

The things he did for her.

Bae Pyoun:

Bae's eyes ride over the words of the page, reading about how the main character was defeating the villain in the story. He was seated in the common room of the campus, where other people were around on the couch near the TV and such. He had his own couch in the corner by himself, enjoying his own company with the soft whispers around him.

But that was interrupted.

"Bae-Bae!" He heard his girlfriend call from the entrance of the room.

Everyone turns to her. They all knew Y/N, she was popular, having been seen with Everett and Nate in classes and to their own clubs. The question on everyone's mind, was as to why a girl like Y/N was with the devil reincarnate, Bae Pyoun.

He looks up from his book, a smile dawning on his lips as Y/N makes her way over to him. He closes his book, finger marking where he was up to as he sends Y/N a smirk. "Well hello, flower." He chimes, tilting his head, "Aren't you incredibly happy to see me?"

She sits herself down beside him, on the couch that was really meant for one, but somehow big enough for two. She huffs out, "I'm bored. I was gonna' go hang out with Lynn but apparently he has to deal with some First Years who're vomiting in the nurse's office." Bae watches as she throws herself over his lap, furrowed brows as she faces him. "Entertain me, Bae!"

He rests a hand over her forehead, patting a few times as he reopens his book. "Oh? And why me, butterfly?" He questions, reading over the next few lines, "I thought you enjoyed hanging out with Shiloh and Everett. Don't tell me you've grown tired of your little boy toys, that would be unfair to them."

Y/N blinks at him for a moment before sighing out, shaking her head, "I do really like hanging out with them, but Everett is stuck with Nate right now, doing homework and shit, and Shiloh has work." She gives a frown, feeling Bae pat her head a few more times. More like pity, but she didn't really care at this point. "I tried talking with Pran, but he wasn't responding. Too busy drawing. Jeremy was locked in his room, and he ignored me too."

"So I'm your saviour?" Bae chuckles, glancing down at her. She nods her head. "How fitting of me, huh, angel?"

She hums out a response before watching as her boyfriend goes back to reading. She's noticed that Bae has this certain face when he reads, more serious than that playful smirk he wears all the time, just to piss of Nate and Everett.

Bae would somehow sneak into her room regularly. She doesn't know how he does it. But he's managed to do so many times, that she's learnt to just not question it.

Anyway, he would usually come there to spend time with Y/N after classes. Maybe she's doing work and he's going to stay there and taunt her for her wrong answers, sit there like an annoying song in her head.

Once, he stood there over her shoulder for a good hour, just telling her she spelt 'Clemenceau' wrong. When in reality, she hadn't. There's a reason Bae has glasses.

But other times, he'd go there to have a quiet place to read. She'd be busy with something and he'd just have his books.

She's learnt that Bae has that expression on his face when he's gotten to the climax of the book. It makes her stare a little.

"Admiring my beauty, sweets?" Bae jokes, raising a brow at her as he continues to read his story. He flips the page. "You aren't as slick as you might think so."

Y/N chuckles back, "Whatever. How long until you're finished with your book?" She watches him turn another page, beginning a new chapter. He only shrugs his shoulders. "Come on, let's do something! There's a new cafe that opened up a block from school, check it out with me."

Bae retorts, turning the book so that she can see his page number, "How about we leave when I get to page 220? That's where this chapter ends." Y/N sees that he's on page 179. She gives him a look. "Aw, bunny, why the long face? I read particularly fast, you know."

She gives a hefty sigh, lifting herself up from his lap, "Mm, okay."

He lifts his hand from the top of her head, giving a nod as he leans his head against his knuckle, elbow on the armrest. He thinks that she's decided to wait patiently beside him, maybe go on her phone and play games.

But she's staring at him again. Because he's pretty when he's reading.

Y/N leans over, placing a hand on his shoulder and tugging him a little closer. He finally takes his eyes off his book, raising his brow at his girlfriend. He goes to ask what was wrong, and if she was getting bored already. But she stops him, moving that little bit closer and giving a gentle kiss against his lips.

Bae's eyes widen a bit, holding his breath as he lays his book open on his lap. Somehow, Y/N still managed to surprise him. This seemed to be one of those times.

But nevertheless, Bae lifts his free hand to hold her cheek. He quickly recovers himself, kissing back as he closes his eyes. She really hadn't expected him to hold the gesture, it was only meant to be one quick and simple kiss and she pulls away. But she smiles a little at his actions.

When she pulls away, Bae has one of his signature smirks on his face. He tilts his head, fixing his glasses as he slickly goes back to reading. "I suppose you have ways to entertain yourself." He lets out a snarky comment, enjoying how Y/N rolls her eyes and gives him a little punch in the arm, "Is that enough attention to last you a few more minutes, sunshine?"

Y/N points at him accusingly. "Hey, don't act like you don't have the most heaviest blush I've ever seen on anybody." She scoffs, shaking her head disapprovingly.

Bae blinks at her before lifting a hand to his face. And it was true, his cheeks were as warm as could be. Probably the warmest ever. He really didn't think it was true. Someone like him blushing because of a feeble kiss? How pathetic. He finds himself grinning at his slight misfortune. It really wasn't unfortunate, though.

He gives a lazy shrug of his shoulders.

Y/N rolls her eyes once again before her phone lights up. She looks over and gasps, "Oh! Shiloh finished his shift!" She stands up from her spot, stretching her arms out above her. Bae tilts his head. "I'm gonna' go get some lunch with him at the cafe. Text me when you're finished, okay?"

She reaches over and gives him a little ruffling of the hair. Bae positions his glasses again as she waves her hand. "Have fun with your boring-ass novel!" She calls, about to walk off.

But Bae reaches out and catches her wrist. She glances over her shoulder. "Why don't you stay with me for a while, duckie?" He offers, seeing her raise her brows at the request, "I'll just finish the next two pages and then we can head over. Doesn't that sound nice?"

In return, Y/N nods her head, texting Shiloh that they could hang out another time. She sets herself down, looking over to her boyfriend's book to read off some lines.

Unknowingly, Bae slightly tilts the book so that she can see.

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