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Stardust [ Woo Jiho ] - 2

BLOCK B - WOO JIHO | 1489 WORDS  | ANGST

Rating : PG-15  | Pairing : Woo Jiho x Reader Ft. Dean  |  Warning : None

Summary: ONE DAY!AU - A series of drabble/scenarios revolving Jiho & [Y/N] ‘s relationship throughout the years. (inspired from the novel One Day)

Kwon Hyuk-Dean / Hyosub-Crush

A.N : Block B’s comeback is around the corner so why not have a zico fic :D  Let me know what you think! Request are still open too so feel free to request a scenario :) not edited yet so there might be some mistakes.

• REQUEST •

2012 | 

December 20th, 2013

 “I don’t understand why you hate Christmas so much.” Hyosub grunted, hugging his dog closer to his chest as they entered the small hipster café Kwon Hyuk found the other day. Their best friend of the past year, Kwon Hyuk, was lounging in front of the cashier, seemingly occupied with a female barista.

 “It’s not even Christmas yet.” Jiho grumbled, sighing at the warmth the small café provided. He shook off the remnant of snowflakes on his coat and red scarf, feet moving in tandem with Hyosub’s as they sat on an empty table by the window. The street was still busy, with people crowding several gift stores, a stark contrast to the empty café. There was no one else aside from his friends and the female barista, whose face was hidden by the stacks of paper boxes. The Christmas jingle was playing softly from the speakers, a wonderful rendition of traditional Christmas carol he had come to detest the past few weeks.

 “Hyuk said she did the arrangement.” Hyosub explained, gesturing his thumb at the woman Hyuk had been talking to. He had put his dog on the empty chair next to him, his coat neatly draped behind him.

“Why is she working in a café, then?” Jiho frowned. “This kind of talent could land her a job at a decent music company.” He wasn’t lying. As much as he hated Christmas songs, he knew the songs sounded like it was done by professionals, with the smooth transitions and instrument arrangements. He recognized Hyuk’s dulcet voice and a familiar female voice in the song, guessing that Hyuk must have had a very soft spot for this barista because he wasn’t the kind of person who would lend his voice for anyone. Jiho supposed the barista could even release this whole album and sell it if she wanted too.

 “Not a big fan of corrupt capitalist companies.” Hyuk answered for both of them, grinning as he took a seat between them. “The more reason to love her.”

 Woo Jiho wondered if Hyuk meant more when he told them he loved the barista. There was a flicker of fondness that flashed through his eyes, a familiar warmth he used to see in her eyes. He shook his head to clear the thoughts away and tried to focus his attention back on his friends. The song changed into a more modern song. Coldest Winter, if he wasn’t mistaken. It was a softer, more haunting and mellow version of the original song. Hyuk’s voice blended perfectly with the female voice, the string accompaniment making him feel somewhat nostalgic and sorrowful even when he was surrounded with twinkling fairy lights and bright decorations.

 And for a short moment, he felt like he was back in 2012, sitting on her bed, watching her fumble with her clothes. There was a violin case by the table, a leather case with intricate design that suggested that she must have spent a good amount of money for said violin case. The violin inside probably costed more than he imagined.

 “Will you play the violin for me?” He asked her, eyes still trained on the violin case. He could imagine her with a violin resting on her shoulder under her chin, fingers deftly gracefully dancing on the violin neck as she drew the bow across the strings. She told him about her love for violin last night, between gasps and kisses, when he pointed out the violin case sliding down to the floor. He wondered if she ever played in the orchestra hall of their university, with dresses that hugged her figure effortlessly, hairs clipped neatly behind her in a bun, lips tinted soft pink, just like he saw her when she exited the exam room last month.

 “Someday.” She smiled. “Will you show me your mixtape?”

 “Someday.” Jiho smiled back, hands reaching out to pull her into a kiss.

 “Jiho.” Hyosub’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts and he was suddenly back in the small café, surrounded by his two best friends, who looked at him with funny expressions. “Are you okay?”

 “Yeah.” He sheepishly answered, taking a sip of the too-hot coffee. “The music reminded me of something. That’s all.”

 “A former lover?” Hyuk grinned and wiggled his eyebrows, oblivious to how the words affected Jiho. “Do you want to meet her? I can introduce her to you. She’s really good. Maybe she could help with the melody of your songs.”

 “I don–“

 “Oh, she’s here.” Hyosub beamed, his eyes crinkled into crescents moon shape as he greeted the barista.

 “Cheesecake, caramel pudding, and strawberry cake, on the house.” She placed the plate on the table. “And payment for lending your heavenly voice, Hyuk.” She added dramatically, earning a soft chuckle from Hyuk himself.

 “Meet my friends, this is Hyosub, his dog Doyou, and this is­–“

 “Woo Jiho.” She finished for Hyuk, smile wiped away from her face.

 “You know each other?” Hyuk tilted his head in confusion. Jiho looked up from the cakes and felt his throat constricted, eyes wide in recognition. How did he not notice it? The velvety voice, the string instruments that always present in every song, the slight haunting theme in each song that raised goosebumps on his skin.

 “[Y/N]?” He whispered out, the name tasted familiar and foreign at the same time, like listening to an old song he used to play all the time years ago. It left a slightly bitter taste in his tongue and a twist in his heart. She was standing in front of him after a year. He thought she had left the college, his classmates said so. Rumors flew around in months and disappeared as quickly as it started. She was pregnant, she had cancer from all the smoking she’d done, her parents dragged her out of Korea. It was endless and he didn’t know, never knew which was true. Most of them probably weren’t.

 “It’s been a while.” She smiled tightly, expression mirroring the one she gave him exactly one year ago. She had changed, he noted. He hair was cut short and dyed grey, there were piercings in her ears now, three on each ear, and he saw tattoos peeking out of her work clothes. She was so different and still very her, he almost laughed.

 “Yeah.” Was all he could say, pressing his lips into a thin line before apologies flew out of his lips. It was long overdue and he didn’t know if she still wanted to hear it.

 “You have a pretty dog.” [Y/N] diverted her attention away from him, eyes trained on the white dog on Hyosub’s lap. Hyosub, father of Doyou, a sucker for people who loved his child, grinned proudly as he let her crouched down on Doyou’s eye-level. “Can I pet him?”

 “He’s usually a little aggressive with strangers–“ He trailed off, surprised written all over his face when he noticed his dog had the most blissful expression the moment [Y/N]’s hand gently touched his head. “I guess you’re an exception.”

 “She has a lot of dogs.” Hyuk quipped and Jiho swallowed back the slight bitterness in his throat.

 “I have five dogs at home. Three of them make it their mission to tackle me whenever I come home for holiday.” She explained with a grin. “He’s lovely.”

 “Thank you.” Hyosub replied with a too-wide smile.

 “Well, I gotta get back to work. You guys enjoy the cakes.” She stood back up and brushed away the strands of white fur that stuck to her shirt.

 “No one’s here. Can’t you stay for a bit?” Hyuk pleaded, hand gripping her wrist to stop her from leaving. She gave him a look before she leaned down to kiss his cheek.

 “My manager’s gonna fire me if I don’t get back.” She looked at him with a fond exasperation.

 “I’ll see you at nine?” Hyuk asked, his thumb making a circular motion as he looked up at her. It was a sight that made Jiho nauseous. It was supposed to be her and him, a voice in him said. But you fucked it up real bad, another voice quipped. He could mention his fling with her and Hyuk would probably stop seeing her, something dark inside him voiced out. Jiho looked at her face and felt his heart crack a little bit. She looked so happy and bright and Jiho didn’t have the heart to say anything that might jeopardize everything.

 “Okay.” She softly answered, letting Hyuk kissed her lips quickly before she rushed back to the counter.

 “So… just a little hipster café you found, huh?” Jiho joked, hoping his voice wouldn’t betray him.

 Blush crept up from Hyuk’s neck to his face and Hyosub laughed loudly at the sight. “You’re so whipped for her, Hyuk.”

 Jiho took another sip of his coffee. It was bitter and he hated it.

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Stardust [ Woo Jiho ] - 1

BLOCK B - WOO JIHO | 1006 WORDS  | ANGST+FLUFF

Rating : PG-15  | Pairing : Woo Jiho x Reader  |  Warning : Smoking, implication of smut?

Summary: ONE DAY!AU - A series of drabble/scenarios revolving Jiho & [Y/N] ‘s relationship throughout the years. (inspired from the novel One Day)

A.N : Let me know what you think! Request are still open too so feel free to request a scenario :) not edited yet so there might be some mistakes.

• REQUEST •

2013  | 

December 20th, 2012

“Do you remember when we first met?” Woo Jiho, fellow resident of the university dorm, who happened to be her one-night-stand partner after last night’s party, asked. His voice was a lot deeper in the morning and a tad huskier. It was the kind of voice that turned her into a mush and gave her millions of butterflies in her stomach. Her eyes fluttered opened and she blinked a couple of times, trying to adjust her eyes to the bright morning light that managed to seeped through her window curtains, blush creeping up her neck and to her face when she noticed several purplish marks along Jiho’s collarbone. She quickly averted her gaze up to his face, focusing her attention on his dark circles under his eyes that miraculously didn’t make him look like death.

 He turned to her with a little smirk, gaze trailing down her bare body that was covered by a fluffy blanket. His fingers traced random patterns on her exposed shoulder as he hummed a familiar tune, his free hand picking up the abandoned cigarette from the ashtray on the nightstand.

“You tackled me.” [Y/N] replied, grabbing the cigarette from his fingers to take a huff. She flashed him a small smile as she scooted closer to his bare chest, earning a little chuckle from the music major.

 “I’m glad we met.” He said after a while. His expression softened as he stared into her eyes. “I’m glad we slept together too.” Jiho added as he took a long draw off the cigarette.

 “Oh fuck you.” She mumbled, slapping his stomach lightly to stop him from laughing his ass off.

 “How are you so adorable?” He cupped her cheeks and made a cooing noise at her. He was so warm and soft and all the things that turn [Y/N] into a mess.

 He leaned down to kiss her lips and she reveled in the way he tasted, cheap cigarette smoke and last night alcohol that now made her slightly nauseous. But her thoughts soon scattered the moment he tilted his head and deepened the kiss, hands slowly making their way down her waist to pull her closer.

 .

 Three hours and two showers later, [Y/N] found herself standing in front of her not-so-neat drawer in her underwear while Jiho sat on her bed, wrapped up in her nice blanket.

 “You’re unbelievable.” [Y/N] grumbled under her breath while she rummaged through her drawer for a decent piece of clothing. “What am I supposed to say to your parents?! What am I supposed to wear!”

 “You’re my girlfriend.” Jiho wiggled his eyebrows, clearly amused by her. He ignored the string of curses that left her mouth and took out a maroon-colored long-sleeved dress and beige long peacoat from the wardrobe next to the wooden drawer. “This is nice.” He suggested, lips quirked into a small smile when she took the clothes with an adorable glare. It took everything in him not to scoop her up and kiss her pouting lips. Later, he mused to himself, gaze still lingering on her as she changed into the clothes he picked for her.

 “You’re lucky I like you, Woo Jiho.”

 “I know.” He grinned. “I’ll buy you pizza when we got back, okay? We need to go now. We’re going to be late.” Jiho looked at his phone while he reached for her hand, oblivious to the slight flush of her cheeks. [Y/N] looked down at their intertwined hands, hearts fluttering at the warmth. This was Jiho, she reminded herself as they left her room. The Woo Jiho who tackled her down to the ground because he was late for class, the guy who greeted her every morning and gave her his share of jelly because she loved them, the guy who was nice to everyone and had slept with dozens of girls, the very Woo Jiho who she just spent the night with, who looked stunning in turtlenecks and silly colored coats, who asked her to be his girlfriend for a day because his parents were in town and he might have lied a little and told her he had one. Woo Jiho’s girlfriend. The words warmed her face and she quickly shook off the thoughts that had steer towards a dangerous course, opting to hide her face under the bulky scarf she put on earlier.

 “You look beautiful, by the way.” Jiho off-handedly commented, causing her to look up in surprise. She thought she saw a hint of blush on his cheeks and wondered if maybe he really meant the compliment.

 .

 “Are you going to go back with them, Jiho?” [Y/N] asked once his parents went back to their hotel. She let him lead her back to the dorm, ignoring the slight lump in her throat and the gnawing feelings inside her.

 “Maybe.” He shrugged, the implication not lost in her.

 “No pizza, then?” She asked, hating herself for sound so weak in front of him.

 “Yeah.”

 She felt a little proud of herself when she managed to pry her hand away from his grip, eyes bright with fresh tears the moment it came in contact with Jiho’s brown orbs. Gone was the warmth and love that she saw just a few hours earlier. No. She wasn’t going to cry over this. This was Jiho, she repeated to herself. She should have known better. She watched girls cry over him, for heaven’s sakes. And now she would be one of them. She fleetingly wondered if they made a club and if she could join them. Maybe she could get some tips on how to move on from Woo Jiho and his charms.

 He looked a little confused, the realization hitting him only a moment later when he saw the hurt in her eyes. Jiho stayed quiet as he watched her wrapped her coat around her, words of apologies stuck in his throat.

 “Have a Merry Christmas, Jiho.” She smiled and turned around, tears falling down like waterfall.

 He didn’t stop her.

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