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BF TEXTS! — ji yunseo

↳ rq: hii, i know you only recently posted the evnne masterlist so i hope i’m not jumping on this too soon (feel free to delete/pls don’t rush)! could you maybe do some bf yunseo texts pleaseeee 🫶🏼🫧

↳ pairing: ji yunseo x gn!reader

↳ warnings: kms/die joke, umm silly relationship antics, yunseo and yn being silly

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navi. mlist.

[mirisss]

Heartfelt choices Leejeong arc

Evnne Lee Jeonghyeon x afab! reader

Wordcount ≈ 12.2 k (whoops 😅 he's just so boyfriendy I couldn't stop myself)

Warnings: kissing, jealousy, slight possessiveness, hugging, PDA, mentioning of abs, I think that’s it 

Thank you for the request!

A stand-alone fic from this post, does not reference the original at all

Third Person POV

In the small town of Everwood, where the seasons painted the landscape in vibrant hues and secrets whispered through rustling leaves, there existed an unbreakable bond between two souls - (Y/n) and Jeonghyeon. From the earliest whispers of childhood, (Y/n) had known Jeonghyeon, their lives intertwined like the ivy that embraced the ancient trees in their favorite hidden grove.

As the years unfolded, every chapter of (Y/n)'s life was written in collaboration with Jeonghyeon. They were inseparable, their laughter echoing through the narrow alleys and open fields that bore witness to their shared adventures. From conquering the towering peaks of imagination in their backyard to navigating the delicate dance of adolescence, the duo faced it all side by side.

Their connection was so profound that it surpassed the understanding of those around them. Everwood, with its close-knit community, couldn't help but weave tales of romance around (Y/n) and Jeonghyeon. The glances shared, the synchronized laughter, and the unspoken understanding led the town's gossip mill to assume a romantic entanglement. However, the truth remained steadfast - they were just friends. 

As the autumn leaves painted the landscape in hues of gold and amber, (Y/n) and Jeonghyeon found themselves standing at the threshold of their final year of high school. Excitement buzzed in the air, but an undeniable pang of melancholy lingered within them. Their eyes scanned the class schedule, and a shared sigh escaped their lips when they realized that they would only be sharing one class.

The hallways, once echoing with their laughter and shared stories, suddenly felt a bit lonelier. The prospect of diverging paths and separate classrooms cast a shadow over the familiarity they had grown accustomed to. In the quiet moments between classes and during lunch, (Y/n) and Jeonghyeon couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness at the thought of not spending as much time together.

Their friendship, like a cherished melody, had harmonized through the years, creating a symphony of shared experiences. From navigating the challenges of homework to celebrating the victories of adolescence, they had stood by each other's side. The prospect of fewer shared moments threatened to dampen the spirit of their final year.

However, (Y/n) and Jeonghyeon were resilient. They decided to cherish the moments they did have together, making each shared class a precious opportunity to create lasting memories. Their determination to savor the remaining time fueled a renewed sense of appreciation for the simplicity of their friendship.

In the midst of the changing seasons and the transitions that marked the end of high school, (Y/n) and Jeonghyeon held on to the core of their connection. The corridors might be wider, and the paths might lead in different directions, but the bond forged over years of shared laughter and unspoken understanding remained unbroken. As they embarked on the journey of their last year, (Y/n) and Jeonghyeon vowed to make each moment count, weaving the final chapters of their high school tale with the threads of enduring friendship.

Jeonghyeon, once a lanky and carefree companion in the adventures of childhood, had blossomed into a tall and handsome young man, capturing the attention of many within the walls of their high school. His features had sharpened, and his presence commanded attention, earning him admirers and friends alike. However, amidst the whispers of admiration and the glances of his peers, there was one person who held a special place in his heart—(Y/n).

Despite the attention he received, Jeonghyeon's thoughts often drifted to the girl who had been his constant companion throughout the journey of life. (Y/n), with her infectious laughter and unwavering support, held a unique position that surpassed the fleeting admiration of high school peers. In the tapestry of friendships he had woven, hers was the thread that ran deepest.

Surrounded by friends, Jeonghyeon always found solace in the moments spent with (Y/n). Whether it was the shared glances during class or the familiar banter over lunch, their connection remained untouched by the changing tides of popularity and adolescence. No matter how many admirers Jeonghyeon might have had, (Y/n) was the one he cared about the most.

In the crowded hallways and social dynamics of high school, Jeonghyeon's gaze was often sought out (Y/n). To him, she was more than just a friend; she was the anchor of his journey, the one who had witnessed every chapter of his life. In his eyes, as he navigated the complexities of teenagehood, (Y/n) would always be the prettiest girl in the world—her beauty transcending the superficial standards of high school allure.

Their friendship, rooted in the authenticity of shared memories and unspoken understanding, stood resilient against the currents of change. As Jeonghyeon embarked on the path of self-discovery in the final year of high school, (Y/n) remained a constant, reminder of the enduring beauty found in genuine connections.

(Y/n), in the tapestry of high school dynamics, occupied a unique space. She wasn't someone people described as undeniably pretty by the conventional standards that often dictated social hierarchies. Yet, neither was she subjected to the harsh currents of bullying nor adorned with the crown of popularity. Instead, she existed in the quiet middle ground, navigating the halls with a sense of quiet confidence.

People spoke of (Y/n), not for her appearance or social standing, but for the enigma that surrounded her relationship with Jeonghyeon. The whispers echoed through the corridors, curious minds wondering about the nature of their bond. Some speculated that there must be something more between them, a romantic connection masked by the guise of friendship. Others simply marveled at the depth of their companionship, unable to comprehend how two individuals could be so inseparable without crossing the boundaries of romance.

In a world where popularity often dictated the narratives, (Y/n) defied the norms. She was neither the girl whose name adorned the list of prom queens nor the one who faced the torment of bullies. Instead, she found herself at the center of attention for reasons beyond the superficial.

As the speculation continued, (Y/n) moved through the hallways with a grace that transcended the fleeting judgments of high school society. She remained steadfast, her focus on the genuine connection she shared with Jeonghyeon rather than the opinions of those around her. The ambiguous nature of their friendship became a testament to the depth of their understanding, a bond that surpassed the need for labels.

The first week of their final year had passed in a whirlwind of new classes, old routines, and the bittersweet realization that their time together in high school was drawing to a close. Eager to reconnect and share their individual experiences, (Y/n) and Jeonghyeon decided to gather with their common friends, Junghyun, Gunwook, and Yunseo, for a movie night.

The familiar comfort of their group settled in as they arranged themselves on the couch, popcorn in hand and laughter in the air. As they delved into discussions about their weeks, sharing anecdotes and minor triumphs, (Y/n) dropped a bombshell that sent ripples through the room. With a playful smile, she casually mentioned, "Oh, by the way, someone asked me out on a date this week."

Jeonghyeon, caught off guard, felt a strange pang in his chest. It was a mix of surprise, curiosity, and an emotion he couldn't quite pinpoint. His eyes darted toward (Y/n), who seemed nonchalant about the revelation, as if it were just another ordinary occurrence. But for Jeonghyeon, it was anything but ordinary.

The room fell into a momentary hush as everyone processed the revelation. Yunseo was quick to gasp dramatically, Junghyun raised an intrigued eyebrow, and Gunwook offered an encouraging grin. Amidst the reactions of their friends, Jeonghyeon found himself grappling with a realization that lingered in the air like an unspoken secret.

He couldn't quite put it into words, but there was an unfamiliar sensation tugging at his heartstrings. It wasn't possessiveness or jealousy, but something more profound. Perhaps it was the dawning awareness that the dynamics of their friendship were evolving, ushering in a new chapter neither of them had anticipated.

As the movie night continued, (Y/n) and Jeonghyeon exchanged glances that held unspoken questions and a newfound depth. The atmosphere, once charged with the casual ease of friendship, now carried a subtle undercurrent of change. In the glow of the movie screen, with laughter echoing in the background, (Y/n)'s revelation became a turning point, setting the stage for emotions that would unfold in the uncharted territory of their final year.

The soft glow of the TV screen flickered as Junghyun, Gunwook, and Yunseo bid their goodbyes, leaving Jeonghyeon and (Y/n) alone in the cozy warmth of his living room. (Y/n) excused herself to change into her pajamas, a routine that had become second nature in the countless sleepovers they had shared over the years.

As (Y/n) disappeared into the bedroom, Jeonghyeon couldn't shake the lingering curiosity about the person who had asked her out. The air seemed charged with unspoken questions, and he found himself unable to resist addressing the elephant in the room. When (Y/n) returned, comfortably clad in pajamas, Jeonghyeon took a deep breath and broached the subject.

"So, who was it?" he asked with a gentle smile, trying to keep the tone light but unable to conceal the genuine curiosity in his eyes.

(Y/n), settling onto the couch, met his gaze with a playful glint in her eyes. "A guy from my biology class," she replied, her expression a mix of amusement and contemplation.

The room held a momentary pause, the weight of unspoken implications lingering in the air. Jeonghyeon, leaning in, couldn't help but ask the question that hung between them like a delicate thread.

"Are you going to say yes?"

(Y/n) met his gaze, her eyes reflecting a spectrum of emotions. The question seemed to hang in the air, bridging the realms of friendship and the unexplored territories beyond. The dynamics of their connection felt like they were teetering on the edge of change, and the decision she would make held the potential to alter the course of their final year.

A small, thoughtful smile curved on (Y/n)'s lips as she replied, "I haven't decided yet, Jeonghyeon. What do you think?"

The question hung in the air, laden with unspoken sentiments, as they navigated the uncharted waters of their evolving friendship. The decision, like the quiet tension in the room, lingered as a gentle undercurrent beneath the surface of their shared history.

Jeonghyeon's initial impulse to say no lingered on the tip of his tongue, yet he held back, realizing the importance of giving (Y/n) the space to make her own decision. Instead, he offered a thoughtful suggestion, "Why don't you take some time to think about the guy and what you want? Consider if you see yourself dating him and if it feels right for you."

(Y/n) nodded appreciatively, understanding the weight of his words. The air between them held a sense of unspoken understanding, a silent acknowledgment of the complexities that often accompanied the intersection of friendship and romantic possibilities.

As the night settled around them, they migrated to Jeonghyeon's room, the walls adorned with memories encapsulated in photographs and posters. Cozying down into the bed, they laid on each side, facing each other. The soft glow of ambient light from the bedside lamp illuminated the contours of their faces, creating an intimate atmosphere that mirrored the warmth of their friendship.

With the night as their canvas, they began to paint with words, reminiscing about old memories that had woven the fabric of their shared history. Laughter resonated in the room, accompanied by the occasional moments of quiet reflection. The tales of childhood adventures, shared secrets, and the journey through high school became the tapestry upon which their friendship was built.

In the gentle cadence of their conversation, the unspoken tension of the earlier discussion dissipated. The familiarity of their shared history provided a comforting backdrop to the uncertainties that lingered in the air. As they delved into the realm of old memories, the essence of their connection remained unaltered, a testament to the enduring strength of their friendship.

Wrapped in the cocoon of nostalgia, (Y/n) and Jeonghyeon found solace in the simplicity of the present moment, allowing the threads of their shared past to weave seamlessly into the fabric of their evolving story. The night unfolded as a sanctuary of shared memories and unspoken understanding, offering a respite from the complexities of high school and the unexplored territories that lay ahead.

The soft, rhythmic sound of (Y/n)'s breathing filled the room as she drifted into a peaceful slumber, leaving Jeonghyeon alone with his thoughts. The quietude of the night provided a canvas for his contemplation, and as he lay there in the dimly lit room, he couldn't help but revisit the emotions that had stirred within him when (Y/n) mentioned the date.

A mix of conflicting sentiments swirled in Jeonghyeon's mind. On one hand, a subtle pang of unease surfaced, an acknowledgment of the potential changes that loomed on the horizon. The idea of (Y/n) dating someone else introduced a nuance to their friendship that hadn't been present before. It was an unfamiliar territory that invoked a sense of vulnerability and a twinge of discomfort.

Yet, beneath the surface of those emotions, there was a quieter, more introspective undercurrent. Jeonghyeon recognized the importance of allowing (Y/n) the space to explore her own path, to make decisions that shaped her journey. The evolution of their friendship had always been marked by a deep understanding, and he grappled with the realization that, at times, understanding meant letting go.

As he gazed at the peaceful expression on (Y/n)'s face, a warmth of affection washed over him. The bond they shared had weathered the storms of adolescence, and the prospect of change, though daunting, was also a testament to the richness of their connection. Jeonghyeon found solace in the shared memories that painted the room, the laughter that echoed in the corners, and the unspoken language that had defined their friendship.

In the quiet moments of the night, Jeonghyeon embraced the complexity of his emotions. It wasn't just about his feelings for (Y/n), but also about acknowledging the inevitability of growth and change. As the night continued to unfold, he allowed himself the grace to navigate the uncertainties, finding strength in the resilience of their connection and the uncharted territories that awaited them both.

The classroom buzzed with the energy of students filing in, finding their seats for the shared class that (Y/n) and Jeonghyeon had. Jeonghyeon arrived a bit earlier, securing a table for the two of them. As he settled in, anticipation lingered in the air, mingling with the familiar hum of conversations.

When (Y/n) walked into the room, her excitement was palpable. The radiance of joy adorned her face, and she practically skipped towards Jeonghyeon, a burst of energy in her step. He couldn't help but smile, caught up in the contagious enthusiasm that seemed to envelop her.

However, as she reached him, the air shifted. (Y/n)'s eyes sparkled with a mixture of happiness and something else. She couldn't contain herself any longer and, with a burst of excitement, shared the news that had been on her mind.

"I said yes to the date!" (Y/n) exclaimed, her voice bubbling with delight.

Jeonghyeon's smile faltered for a brief moment, a subtle shift in the atmosphere as the reality of her words sank in. Yet, he quickly composed himself, offering a genuine smile in response. "That's great, (Y/n)! I'm happy for you," he replied, masking the complexities of his emotions beneath a veneer of support.

As the class unfolded, Jeonghyeon found himself navigating the dynamics of their friendship in the wake of this new development. The shared table became a space where unspoken sentiments lingered, the contours of their connection shifting subtly in the backdrop of the classroom's routine.

Amidst the academic discussions and shared assignments, (Y/n) and Jeonghyeon faced the uncharted territories of evolving friendships and the delicate dance between old memories and new possibilities. The shared class, once a familiar haven, now became the stage where the narratives of their final year would unfold, each chapter marked by the nuances of change and growth.

Jeonghyeon, determined to share his own piece of exciting news, leaned in to (Y/n) as they sat at their table. A spark of anticipation lit up his eyes as he spoke, "Hey, I've got something to share too. I'm trying out for the basketball team this afternoon. I hope it goes well, and maybe... you could be there to cheer me on?"

He couldn't help but feel a surge of nervous energy and eagerness. The prospect of taking on a new challenge, coupled with the idea of having (Y/n) there to support him, added an extra layer of significance to the day.

(Y/n)'s eyes widened with genuine excitement, her earlier news momentarily put on hold as she absorbed the revelation. "That's amazing, Jeonghyeon! Of course, I'll be there to cheer you on. You're going to do great!"

The shared class, once a space for academic pursuits, had now become a hub of shared dreams and aspirations. The air buzzed with the promise of new beginnings and the unwavering support that underlined their friendship. As the day unfolded, (Y/n) found herself navigating the delicate balance between supporting her friend's endeavors and exploring the uncharted territories of her own evolving journey. The shared table, witness to the ebb and flow of emotions, held the echoes of unspoken understanding and the unexplored possibilities that lay ahead.

As (Y/n) settled onto the bleachers, her excitement palpable, she eagerly awaited the moment when Jeonghyeon would take the court for the basketball tryouts. The air buzzed with a combination of nervous energy and the unwavering support that friends so often provided.

As the tryouts unfolded, Jeonghyeon's passion for the game became evident. He moved with a fluidity and skill that captured the attention of everyone present, and especially that of (Y/n). Her gaze followed his every move, a proud smile gracing her lips as she saw her best friend giving his all on the court.

The intensity of the tryouts left Jeonghyeon with a glistening sheen of sweat, a testament to the hard work he had put into honing his basketball skills. (Y/n) watched in awe as he showcased not only his athleticism but a determination that had perhaps eluded her notice before.

It was in these moments of athletic prowess that (Y/n) found herself seeing Jeonghyeon in a new light. The hours he had dedicated to the gym and his commitment to the sport had sculpted him into a remarkably handsome young man. As his shirt moved with the rhythm of his movements, revealing a hint of his toned physique, (Y/n) couldn't help but gasp in realization.

Jeonghyeon's transformation hadn't just been about physical strength; it had subtly caught (Y/n)'s attention in a way that transcended the realm of friendship. The realization settled in, and the air seemed to shimmer with a newfound awareness.

Amidst the cheers from the bleachers and the echo of basketballs bouncing on the court, (Y/n) sat there, her heart experiencing a quiet revelation. Jeonghyeon, drenched in sweat and showcasing his skills, had become something more than just a best friend in her eyes. The uncharted territories of their evolving friendship took an unexpected turn as the echoes of the basketball court carried with them the subtle whispers of change.

The tension in the air was palpable as the coach prepared to announce the names of those who had made the basketball team. As (Y/n) anxiously sat on the bleachers, her heart beat a little faster with each passing moment. The anticipation reached its peak when the coach finally began to call out the names.

"And finally," the coach's voice echoed through the gym. (Y/n) began to chant his name, a whispered plea for the coach to say it too. "Jeonghyeon, Jeonghyeon," she repeated, her hopes riding on the affirmation of his success.

The room held its breath until, finally, the coach announced the last name, "Lee Jeonghyeon." The gym erupted into cheers, and both (Y/n) and Jeonghyeon shouted a resounding "Yes!" in unison. The shared joy echoed through the space, a celebration of a new chapter in Jeonghyeon's journey.

Unable to contain her happiness, (Y/n) bolted down the bleachers, a radiant smile on her face. She reached Jeonghyeon just as he stepped off the court, and without hesitation, she enveloped him in a tight hug. The warmth of their embrace symbolized not only the triumph of making the team but also the unwavering support that defined their friendship.

Jeonghyeon, his face lit up with a mixture of happiness and gratitude, accepted the hug with open arms. The echoes of their shared excitement reverberated through the gym, marking a moment of triumph and camaraderie that would linger in the memories of both friends.

As they stood there, wrapped in the warmth of their shared joy, the uncharted territories of their evolving friendship seemed to unfold with each heartbeat, promising new adventures and shared triumphs on the horizon.

In the midst of the congratulatory chants and the celebratory atmosphere, (Y/n) wrapped Jeonghyeon in a heartfelt hug, her words of congratulations blending with the collective cheers in the gym. As she embraced him, her genuine joy radiated, a testament to the depth of their friendship and the shared triumph they were savoring together.

Jeonghyeon, though basking in the elation of making the team, found his focus shifting. The sensation of (Y/n)'s hug felt different this time, as if a subtle shift had occurred in the dynamics of their embrace. The realization dawned on him that, beyond the triumph of basketball victory, there was a warmth in (Y/n)'s presence that he found increasingly comforting.

In the quiet recesses of his thoughts, Jeonghyeon acknowledged the undeniable truth. The joy of their shared success, the exhilaration of being on the team, and the genuine happiness in (Y/n)'s eyes were all factors that made his heart race. However, there was another element, a subtle undercurrent of emotions that lingered in the spaces between them.

As they separated from the hug, Jeonghyeon couldn't help but meet (Y/n)'s eyes, a new awareness settling in. The uncharted territories of their evolving friendship seemed to be unveiling a chapter where emotions were as intricate as the woven threads of their shared history.

In the aftermath of triumph and shared joy, Jeonghyeon felt a quiet longing, a desire to hold onto those moments of closeness with (Y/n). The court may have been the stage for their basketball victory, but it was also the canvas upon which the nuanced colors of their evolving connection began to reveal themselves.

Friday night arrived, and (Y/n) found herself all dressed up, a swirl of excitement in her stomach as she prepared for her date with Park Hanbin, the guy from her biology class. The anticipation danced in her eyes, and she couldn't help but feel giddy at the prospect of what the night held.

As Hanbin arrived to pick her up, (Y/n)'s smile widened. She greeted him with enthusiasm, the air tinged with the nervous excitement of a first date. The promise of the evening hung in the balance, and she hoped for it to be a memorable one.

The duo embarked on their date, beginning with a visit to the movie theater. The flickering lights and the immersive world of the cinema provided a backdrop for shared moments and stolen glances. As the credits rolled, (Y/n) and Hanbin shared thoughts and laughter, the movie serving as a common ground for their budding connection.

Following the cinematic adventure, the night continued with a nice dinner, the ambiance complementing the warmth of their conversation. The clinking of utensils and the soft hum of the restaurant became the soundtrack to the evening, a melody woven with the threads of shared stories and burgeoning connection.

(Y/n) couldn't help but marvel at the unfolding of the date. The chemistry between her and Hanbin was evident, and she found herself enjoying the company and the potential for something more. The night, adorned with laughter and the subtle sparks of connection, held the promise of a new chapter in her life.

As the date progressed, (Y/n) allowed herself to be immersed in the moment, savoring the shared experiences and the prospect of romance that lingered in the air. Little did she know, the night held more surprises and revelations than she could have anticipated, the echoes of the evening resonating in the uncharted territories of her evolving journey.

The night air was filled with a gentle breeze as Hanbin drove (Y/n) back home, the remnants of their date lingering in the quiet spaces between them. In the soft glow of the car's interior, Hanbin broached a question that had been on his mind.

"So, (Y/n), what's your relationship with Jeonghyeon?" he asked, a genuine curiosity in his eyes.

(Y/n) smiled, a warmth in her gaze as she spoke about her best friend. "Jeonghyeon is my closest friend, the most important person in my life. We've been through everything together."

Hanbin listened attentively, his expression thoughtful. As (Y/n) shared the depth of her connection with Jeonghyeon, he gave her a genuine smile, appreciating the honesty in her words. However, as the silence settled, it became evident that there was more on Hanbin's mind.

"I do like you, (Y/n)," he admitted, his words sincere. "But it's clear that Jeonghyeon is important to you. I don't want to come between you two."

“What do you mean?” (Y/n) questioned as she couldn’t understand what Hanbin meant. Hanbin glanced at (Y/n) with a gentle sincerity as she asked for clarification. "Well, throughout our date, you mentioned Jeonghyeon more than anything else," he began, his tone thoughtful. "And the way your eyes light up when you talk about him, it's a kind of sparkle I've only seen in someone who is in love."

(Y/n)'s expression shifted, a mix of surprise and introspection. The realization settled in, and she found herself pondering Hanbin's observation. The unspoken depths of her feelings for Jeonghyeon, which had perhaps become more apparent than she had realized, were now laid bare.

Hanbin continued driving, leaving space for (Y/n) to process his words. The car became a vessel of introspection, the road stretching ahead symbolizing the uncharted territories of emotions and the complexities of intertwining relationships.

As the night carried them forward, (Y/n) found herself at a crossroads. The echoes of her date with Hanbin mingled with the lingering warmth of her connection with Jeonghyeon. The car, a silent witness to the unspoken truths that had surfaced, became a metaphor for the journey that lay ahead—an exploration of friendship, romance, and the intricacies of the heart.

As the weight of Hanbin's observation hung in the air, (Y/n) couldn't help but feel a tinge of concern about the potential impact on their budding connection. With a hint of hesitancy, she asked, "Did I ruin our chance, even just as friends?"

Hanbin, steering the car with a calm demeanor, offered a reassuring smile. "No, not at all. I would still love to be friends," he responded sincerely.

The tension in the car eased as (Y/n) absorbed his words. A sense of relief washed over her, and she appreciated the genuine openness in Hanbin's response. The prospect of friendship remained intact, providing a foundation for understanding and connection that could continue to evolve.

As the night carried on, (Y/n) and Hanbin navigated the complexities of their feelings, creating a space where the uncharted territories of their evolving connection could unfold. The car, moving through the quiet streets, symbolized the journey ahead—one marked by shared laughter, understanding, and the potential for deepening bonds, whether in the realm of friendship or the unexplored territories of the heart.

(Y/n) entered her room, the echoes of the night reverberating in her thoughts. The gentle click of the door closing behind her seemed to signal a moment of introspection. As she pondered Hanbin's words, a quiet question lingered in her mind: Did she like Jeonghyeon?

The room, adorned with familiar artifacts and the traces of countless shared memories, became a sanctuary for contemplation. (Y/n) settled into the stillness, allowing the complexities of her emotions to unravel in the quietude of her space.

She traced back through the threads of her friendship with Jeonghyeon, reliving the laughter, the shared secrets, and the comfort of his presence. The image of his name, the way it had been intertwined in her conversations with Hanbin, became a focal point in her contemplation.

As the night enveloped her, (Y/n) grappled with the realization that perhaps the emotions she felt for Jeonghyeon were deeper than she had acknowledged. The uncharted territories of her heart seemed to stretch before her, inviting exploration and self-discovery.

In the soft glow of her room, (Y/n) embraced the quietude, allowing the whispers of her emotions to guide her. The journey of understanding her feelings, both for Jeonghyeon and herself, unfolded in the solitude of that moment, marking the beginning of a new chapter in the story of her evolving heart.

Monday loomed with a mix of anticipation and nervous energy for (Y/n). The weekend had been a period of introspection, leading her to a realization that her feelings for Jeonghyeon ran deeper than she had initially acknowledged. As lunchtime approached, she found herself at their usual table, a swirl of emotions lingering beneath the surface.

Junghyun, Gunwook, and Yunseo greeted her with cheerful smiles, their usual camaraderie warming the atmosphere. As Jeonghyeon joined them a minute later, (Y/n) felt a flutter of nerves. She greeted him with a smile that concealed the subtle complexities of her evolving emotions.

The table became a stage for shared laughter and friendly banter, yet beneath the surface, a quiet tension lingered. Jeonghyeon, a hint of nervousness in his demeanor, finally broached the subject that had been on his mind.

"So, how was your date?" he asked, his eyes meeting (Y/n)'s with a mixture of curiosity and genuine concern.

(Y/n) took a deep breath, the moment of truth unfolding. "It was nice," she replied, a subtle pause lingering in the air. 

As (Y/n) began recounting the details of her date, the guys leaned in with eager expressions, their curiosity piqued. She shared almost every detail, describing the movie, the dinner, and the overall atmosphere of the night. Laughter and shared banter echoed around the table as she painted a vivid picture of her weekend adventure.

Yet, as she narrated the events, (Y/n) navigated the delicate balance of withholding a crucial detail. She chose not to mention how prominently Jeonghyeon had featured in her conversations with Hanbin. The words that had lingered unspoken between them seemed too delicate to unveil in the presence of their friends.

As the tale unfolded, Junghyun, Gunwook, and Yunseo reveled in the details, offering playful comments and words of encouragement. Jeonghyeon, too, listened attentively, his eyes reflecting a mix of interest and subtle uncertainty.

The conversation flowed seamlessly, the table a haven of shared stories and laughter. Little did they know that beneath the surface, unspoken truths lingered, awaiting the right moment to unravel in the complex tapestry of their evolving dynamics.

Amid the banter and laughter, the guys couldn't help but inquire about the future. "So, (Y/n)," Junghyun asked with a mischievous grin, "are you planning on going on more dates with Hanbin?"

(Y/n) paused for a moment, her thoughts flickering between the weekend's revelations and the uncharted territories that lay ahead. A thoughtful smile played on her lips as she replied, "I'm not sure yet. We'll see how things go."

The guys exchanged knowing glances, a playful camaraderie evident in their expressions. The prospect of romance and the unfolding dynamics added an intriguing layer to their friendship. The lunchtime conversation continued a blend of shared stories, friendly teasing, and the unspoken nuances that marked the beginning of a new chapter for (Y/n) and her friends.

As (Y/n) continued sharing the details of her date, Jeonghyeon felt a swirling emotion within him. It was a complex blend of curiosity, uncertainty, and a tinge of something he couldn't quite put into words. The realization that (Y/n) had spent the weekend with someone else, discussing the date with enthusiasm, stirred a sense of unease within him.

However, Jeonghyeon chose to hold back his emotions, knowing that expressing his feelings at that moment might complicate the dynamics of their friendship. He listened attentively, offering occasional smiles and nods as she spoke, masking the subtle turmoil that brewed beneath the surface.

The unspoken tension between them lingered, unnoticed by the others at the table. Jeonghyeon grappled with the complexities of his emotions, navigating the fine line between friendship and the unexplored territories that seemed to stretch before them.

As the lunchtime conversation continued, Jeonghyeon found solace in the camaraderie of their group, yet the quiet introspection within him hinted at the challenges and revelations that awaited them on the journey of evolving friendships and unspoken truths.

The rhythmic sound of basketballs echoed through the gym as Jeonghyeon engaged in his practice, the thud of sneakers against the floor punctuating the air. (Y/n) and Gunwook sat side by side on the bleachers, textbooks open and notes spread out as they attempted to focus on their studies.

However, (Y/n)'s attention was repeatedly drawn to the court below, where Jeonghyeon showcased his skills with every dribble and every shot. The distraction was so apparent that even Gunwook couldn't help but notice. He observed (Y/n) stealing glances in Jeonghyeon's direction, a subtle smile playing on her lips whenever he executed a particularly impressive move.

"Hey, (Y/n)," Gunwook teased, nudging her gently, "are you studying basketball or biology right now?"

Caught off guard, (Y/n) blushed slightly, realizing her lack of focus. "Oh, sorry. I just... I guess I got a bit distracted."

Gunwook chuckled, understanding the dynamics at play. "It's okay, happens to the best of us. Basketball practice can be pretty captivating, especially when your best friend is the star."

Feeling a sense of trust and camaraderie with Gunwook, (Y/n) decided to confide in him about the swirling emotions within her. During a momentary pause in their studying, she took a deep breath and opened up.

"Gunwook," she began, her voice carrying a hint of vulnerability, "I think... I think I might like Jeonghyeon more than just a friend."

Gunwook, perceptive and understanding, looked at her with a gentle expression. He could sense the internal struggle she was facing and offered a supportive presence. "It's okay, (Y/n). Feelings can be complicated. What makes you think that?"

(Y/n) shared the nuances of her realization, the way her feelings had unfolded during and after the date with Hanbin, and the heightened awareness she felt when watching Jeonghyeon play basketball. As she spoke, the weight of unspoken emotions lifted, replaced by a shared understanding between friends.

Gunwook listened attentively, offering words of encouragement and comfort. "Sometimes, our feelings surprise us. It's normal to feel this way. Have you thought about talking to Jeonghyeon about it?"

The suggestion lingered in the air, and (Y/n) contemplated the idea of addressing the uncharted territories of her heart with Jeonghyeon. The support from Gunwook provided a comforting anchor as she navigated the complexities of friendship and the evolving dynamics between her and Jeonghyeon.

Listening to (Y/n)'s concerns about the potential impact on her friendship with Jeonghyeon, Gunwook offered a reassuring smile. "I understand that you're worried about ruining your friendship, but remember, true friendships are resilient. They can weather storms and evolve. If Jeonghyeon is the great friend we both know he is, he'll understand."

He continued, "Opening up about your feelings doesn't have to jeopardize your bond. It might bring a new layer of understanding between you two. And hey, even if the dynamics shift a bit, it doesn't necessarily mean the end of your friendship. Sometimes, it can lead to something even more meaningful."

His words carried a warmth of reassurance, and (Y/n) found comfort in the idea that their friendship could withstand the complexities of evolving emotions. The prospect of addressing her feelings with Jeonghyeon seemed less daunting, and with Gunwook's encouragement, she began to contemplate the possibility of sharing her heart with her best friend, unraveling the uncharted territories with courage and authenticity.

During a break in his basketball practice, Jeonghyeon glanced up at the bleachers and spotted (Y/n) and Gunwook sitting close together. A subtle pang of discomfort and unease stirred within him, and for the first time, Jeonghyeon found himself grappling with an unfamiliar emotion—jealousy.

As he watched the two of them studying and sharing a moment, the realization settled in. Jeonghyeon acknowledged the twinge of jealousy, a complex and unwelcome sentiment that seemed to rear its head in response to the proximity of (Y/n) and Gunwook.

In that moment of self-reflection, Jeonghyeon navigated the unfamiliar territory of jealousy, contemplating the source of these emotions and the dynamics that were unfolding among their group of friends. The uncharted territories of his own feelings, tangled with a mix of protectiveness and an evolving understanding, hinted at the complexities lying beneath the surface of their friendship.

As the basketball practice resumed, Jeonghyeon couldn't shake off the lingering discomfort. The echoes of jealousy became a silent undercurrent, weaving through the fabric of his thoughts, marking the beginning of a journey where unspoken feelings would demand acknowledgment and understanding.

As basketball practice came to an end, Jeonghyeon made his way to the locker room to change into fresh clothes, leaving Gunwook and (Y/n) to pack up their belongings. The gym slowly emptied out, and the anticipation of their post-practice hangout lingered in the air.

Gunwook and (Y/n), with their backpacks slung over their shoulders, exchanged a few words as they made their way to the doors. The caf�� outing promised a continuation of the camaraderie they shared during their study session on the bleachers.

As they waited for Jeonghyeon to join them after practice, Gunwook leaned in and shared a mischievous plan with (Y/n). His eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief as he whispered, "Hey, I've got an idea. What if I act a bit lovey-dovey with you, just to see how Jeonghyeon reacts?"

(Y/n), surprised by the suggestion, raised an eyebrow but couldn't suppress a small smile at Gunwook's playful demeanor. "Are you serious?" she asked in a hushed tone.

Gunwook chuckled, "Yeah, just for fun. We can see if Jeonghyeon shows any signs of, you know, being jealous or something."

The plan, though lighthearted, carried a weight of curiosity. (Y/n) hesitated for a moment, then agreed, "Alright, let's give it a shot. But don't make it too obvious, okay?"

As they exchanged a conspiratorial glance, little did they know that the playful experiment would set the stage for a series of unfolding events, each contributing to the uncharted territories of emotions and unspoken dynamics that seemed to weave through their shared friendships.

Jeonghyeon emerged from the locker room, now dressed in clean attire, and met them by the gym doors. The trio prepared to embark on the next chapter of their day, the café serving as a backdrop for shared conversations and the unspoken dynamics that seemed to weave through their interactions.

The echoes of basketball practice still lingered in the air, and as they stepped out together, the uncharted territories of emotions and evolving friendships unfolded before them. Little did they know that the café hangout would become a setting for unspoken truths and the delicate dance between friendship and the subtle shifts in dynamics that were beginning to shape their shared journey.

The trio walked together towards the café, the air thick with unspoken dynamics and the anticipation of their hangout. Gunwook, seizing the opportune moment, gave (Y/n) a playful wink before subtly initiating his plan. He began to act a bit more affectionate, the playful gestures and teasing words carrying an undertone of intentional closeness.

Jeonghyeon, who had been engaged in his own thoughts, noticed the shift in Gunwook's behavior. A frown creased his forehead as he observed the playful dynamic unfolding between his best friend and Gunwook. The unease he had felt earlier seemed to intensify, and a subtle tension settled in the air.

(Y/n), caught in the midst of the experiment, tried to gauge Jeonghyeon's reaction. She exchanged a quick glance with Gunwook, her eyes betraying a mix of amusement and curiosity. However, as they continued walking, Jeonghyeon's demeanor remained unreadable, and a hint of discomfort lingered beneath the surface.

As the trio arrived at the café, Gunwook, with a mischievous glint in his eye, intended to carry on with his plan by sitting beside (Y/n). However, just as he was about to take the seat, Jeonghyeon swiftly moved him aside and occupied the chair that Gunwook had intended to claim.

The unexpected maneuver caught Gunwook off guard, and a flicker of surprise passed across his face. (Y/n), too, looked at Jeonghyeon, her eyebrows raised in subtle curiosity. The atmosphere in the café, once filled with the playful energy of their friendship, now carried a nuanced tension.

Jeonghyeon's action spoke volumes, and the unspoken dynamics seemed to intensify. The uncharted territories of their evolving friendships now took an unexpected turn, leaving (Y/n), Gunwook, and even Jeonghyeon himself to grapple with the implications of this subtle yet significant shift in seating arrangements. The café, once a haven for shared conversations, now became a backdrop for the complexities of evolving emotions and unspoken truths.

Caught off guard by Jeonghyeon's unexpected action, (Y/n) couldn't help but voice her confusion. "Jeonghyeon, why did you...?"

Jeonghyeon, adopting a cocky tone and directing a subtle glare at Gunwook, interrupted, "Is there a problem with me sitting beside my best friend?" His words held a hint of possessiveness, and the atmosphere around the table became charged with unspoken tension.

Gunwook, trying to diffuse the situation with a light-hearted response, chuckled, "No problem at all. Just thought I'd switch things up a bit."

As they settled into their seats, the café became a stage for the unspoken dynamics and evolving emotions within their group. The undercurrent of tension hinted at the complexities woven into their friendship, and the uncharted territories of feelings seemed to stretch further as they navigated the nuances of shared connections and the subtle shifts that defined their evolving relationships.

As Gunwook continued to playfully push Jeonghyeon's buttons, he decided to bring up Hanbin, mentioning that he had seen (Y/n) with him earlier in the day. The words seemed to strike a chord with Jeonghyeon, causing him to tense up involuntarily.

Curious, Gunwook turned to (Y/n) with a mischievous grin. "So, (Y/n), tell us more about your day with Hanbin. What did you guys do?"

(Y/n), sensing the playful teasing but also picking up on Jeonghyeon's tension, began to share some details about her day. As she spoke, the subtle undercurrents of emotions became more pronounced.

Before he realized it, Jeonghyeon found himself reacting instinctively. In a surprising move, he put his arm around (Y/n)'s shoulder, a gesture that carried a hint of possessiveness. The atmosphere at the table shifted once again, the uncharted territories of their feelings now manifesting in tangible actions.

Gunwook, perceptive to the dynamics at play, raised an eyebrow at Jeonghyeon's unexpected move. The cafe, once a space for casual conversations, now became a stage for the unspoken tensions and evolving relationships within their group of friends.

Gunwook, ever the provocateur, couldn't resist stirring the pot further. With a sly smile, he turned to Jeonghyeon and asked, "So, Jeonghyeon, anything new happening in your love life lately?"

The question hung in the air, laden with an unspoken challenge. Jeonghyeon, who had just displayed a hint of possessiveness by putting his arm around (Y/n), now found himself on the spot. The tension at the table escalated, and the uncharted territories of their emotions seemed to stretch even further.

Jeonghyeon, his expression guarded, replied with a casual tone, "Not much. Just the usual stuff." Yet, the subtle shift in his demeanor hinted at the undercurrents of emotions he might be grappling with.

The café, once a place for shared laughter and camaraderie, now held a charged atmosphere. The dynamics among (Y/n), Jeonghyeon, and Gunwook continued to evolve, each question and response contributing to the intricate tapestry of their unfolding relationships.

Sensing that Jeonghyeon had reached his limit of reactions, Gunwook and (Y/n) decided to ease off their playful banter. The trio returned to their usual dynamic, engaging in lighthearted banter and shared laughter. The uncharted territories of their emotions, briefly explored during the teasing exchanges, now settled into a more familiar rhythm.

As they continued their time at the café, the camaraderie between (Y/n), Jeonghyeon, and Gunwook prevailed. The shared laughter, inside jokes, and the warmth of their friendship became the focal point once again, overshadowing the tension that had briefly punctuated their interactions.

The café, witness to the complexities of evolving relationships, returned to being a haven for shared moments and unspoken understandings. The trio, navigating the uncharted territories of their emotions, embraced the familiar comfort of their friendship, leaving the subtle nuances to linger beneath the surface until the next chapter of their shared journey unfolded.

In the days that followed the cafe incident, a subtle undercurrent of unspoken emotions lingered among the trio. No one mentioned the playful banter or the unexpected gestures from that day, and a delicate silence surrounded the topic.

Jeonghyeon, however, found himself grappling with a profound realization. In the quiet moments of self-reflection, he acknowledged that he was in love with (Y/n). The realization explained the unease he felt seeing her with other guys and the instinctive gestures of protectiveness that had surfaced during Gunwook's teasing.

The uncharted territories of Jeonghyeon's feelings now stretched before him, and the realization brought with it a mix of emotions—joy at the depth of his feelings for (Y/n), but also a sense of trepidation about how this might impact their friendship.

As the trio continued their routines, the unspoken tension persisted, creating an invisible thread that connected them in ways they had yet to fully understand. The cafe incident had become a catalyst, setting the stage for a journey through the complexities of friendship, unrequited love, and the delicate dance between what was spoken and what remained unsaid.

Determined to charm (Y/n) and explore the uncharted territories of their relationship, Jeonghyeon embarked on his plan with a newfound confidence. Step 1 involved a significant change in his style. Instead of the usual casual attire, he arrived at school dressed in ripped jeans and a slightly short t-shirt, strategically showcasing his well-defined abs.

As Jeonghyeon confidently approached (Y/n), he couldn't help but marvel at the subtle way she checked him out. The confident stride and the intentional shift in his appearance seemed to have caught her attention, creating a momentary pause in their usual interactions.

The unspoken tension that had lingered since the cafe incident now seemed to intensify, and the air around them crackled with the anticipation of what was unfolding. Jeonghyeon's plan to charm (Y/n) had begun, setting the stage for a journey through the uncharted territories of evolving emotions and the delicate dance between friendship and something more.

(Y/n), unable to conceal her admiration for Jeonghyeon's changed appearance, couldn't resist questioning him about his newfound style. "Jeonghyeon, what's with the new look? You look...different."

Jeonghyeon, wearing a playful smirk, responded with a touch of confidence, "Well, (Y/n), I decided I needed to match my clothes to my nice face. Figured it was time for a change."

His words, delivered with a hint of charm, carried a weight of unspoken intentions. The playful banter and shared laughter between them masked the subtle undercurrents of evolving dynamics. The uncharted territories of their friendship seemed to expand with each exchange, leaving (Y/n) to navigate the complexities of Jeonghyeon's intentional charm and the unspoken truths that lingered beneath the surface.

As (Y/n) found herself blushing in response to Jeonghyeon's playful charm and changed energy, she couldn't deny the shift in dynamics. While he remained the same person she had known throughout her entire life, there was an undeniable difference in his aura, a newfound energy that intrigued and captivated her.

Jeonghyeon's intentional charm seemed to have the desired effect, drawing (Y/n) into the uncharted territories of their evolving relationship. The unspoken tension that had lingered since the cafe incident now manifested in the subtle interactions between them, creating a delicate dance between friendship and the unexplored realm of something more.

As they continued their day, the unspoken truths and the evolving dynamics seemed to weave through their interactions, leaving (Y/n) to contemplate the shifts in her feelings and the complexities of the journey ahead with Jeonghyeon.

Internally elated by the positive response to his new style, Jeonghyeon felt a surge of satisfaction. The subtle changes in his appearance seemed to have the desired effect, drawing (Y/n) in and creating a shift in the dynamics between them. While he wanted to jump and cheer in triumph, Jeonghyeon maintained his cool and collected demeanor, matching the aura of his stylish outfit.

As they navigated the uncharted territories of their evolving relationship, Jeonghyeon found himself relishing the newfound energy between them. The day unfolded with shared moments, laughter, and a subtle undercurrent of unspoken emotions that added depth to their interactions.

The deliberate charm and the evolving dynamics hinted at a chapter of unexplored emotions and connections, leaving Jeonghyeon and (Y/n) to navigate the delicate dance between friendship and the possibility of something more, all within the backdrop of a carefully curated style that seemed to reflect the changing tides of their relationship.

With Step 2 of his plan underway, Jeonghyeon aimed to make subtle yet meaningful gestures that hinted at his growing feelings for (Y/n). His actions were intended to convey a deeper connection, creating a delicate dance between friendship and the uncharted territories of something more.

Jeonghyeon started by giving her small gifts, each carefully chosen to reflect their shared memories and inside jokes. These thoughtful tokens became a silent language of affection, weaving a thread of intimacy between them.

During lunch, Jeonghyeon took the initiative to pay for (Y/n)'s meal, a gesture that went beyond the boundaries of casual friendship. It was a subtle yet intentional act, a way of expressing his care and consideration in a manner that spoke volumes without the need for words.

Compliments flowed naturally from Jeonghyeon, his words carrying a sincerity that hinted at a deeper connection. The genuine admiration he expressed was meant to convey his growing appreciation for (Y/n) and the unique qualities that set her apart.

Small, loving touches became a significant part of their interactions, each one laden with unspoken emotions. A hand on her shoulder, a gentle brush against her arm �� these subtle gestures spoke of a closeness that extended beyond the realm of friendship.

As Jeonghyeon continued to navigate the complexities of Step 2, the uncharted territories of their evolving relationship unfolded with each carefully chosen action, leaving (Y/n) to interpret the nuances of his intentions and the intricate dance between their shared history and the potential for something more.

As (Y/n) found herself on the receiving end of Jeonghyeon's newfound attention, she couldn't help but revel in the distinct change in dynamics. While he had always been attentive, this time it felt different — a shift that resonated in the depths of her being. The thoughtful gifts, the complimentary words, and the small, loving touches created a canvas of affection that painted their friendship with a hue of something more.

Her heart raced, and butterflies danced in her stomach, a symphony of emotions she couldn't ignore. The uncharted territories of their evolving relationship unfolded with each beat of her heart, and (Y/n) found herself navigating the delicate balance between the comfort of their longstanding friendship and the tantalizing possibility of a deeper connection.

The nuanced dance between them carried a shared history, a foundation of memories and laughter that had always defined their friendship. Yet, the subtle shifts in their interactions spoke of unspoken desires and emotions that hinted at the potential for a chapter beyond the boundaries of friendship.

Seated with Gunwook, the confidant who had shared the journey through the unfolding complexities of her relationship with Jeonghyeon, (Y/n) couldn't contain the swirl of emotions within her. She opened up about the subtle changes in Jeonghyeon's behavior, the thoughtful gestures, and the newfound attention that seemed to bridge the gap between friendship and something more.

"He's been different lately, Gunwook," (Y/n) confessed, her voice tinged with a mix of excitement and uncertainty. "I mean, I've always known he cared about me, but these days it feels... different. Like there's an unspoken layer to our friendship."

Gunwook, perceptive to the nuances of their interactions, listened attentively. (Y/n) continued, "And it's not just the gifts or the compliments. It's the way he looks at me, the small touches. It's like he's trying to tell me something without saying it outright."

Understanding the delicacy of the situation, Gunwook offered a supportive presence. "Maybe he's figuring things out too, (Y/n). Emotions can be complicated, and sometimes it takes time for people to express what they truly feel."

Gunwook, always the insightful friend, proposed a proactive approach for (Y/n) to express her own feelings. "Why not try doing something that shows Jeonghyeon how special he is to you?" Gunwook suggested, his eyes reflecting a mixture of encouragement and wisdom. "Actions can speak volumes, and sometimes taking that step can help both of you navigate the uncharted territories of your feelings."

The idea lingered in the air, presenting (Y/n) with an opportunity to reciprocate the emotions that had been subtly woven into their friendship. As she contemplated the suggestion, the prospect of taking a step toward expressing her own sentiments added a layer of anticipation to the evolving dynamics with Jeonghyeon. The unspoken dance between them continued, each move carrying the potential to shape the narrative of their relationship in unexpected ways.

As (Y/n) stood in the hallway, engaged in conversation with Hanbin, Jeonghyeon walked in and immediately noticed the proximity between the two. An unfamiliar pang of discomfort gripped him, and a subtle tension manifested as he approached them.

With a determined stride, Jeonghyeon closed the distance, his expression guarded. The unspoken dynamics between (Y/n), Hanbin, and himself seemed to shift, creating an atmosphere charged with unexplored emotions.

"Hey, what's going on here?" Jeonghyeon questioned, his tone carrying a hint of possessiveness that mirrored the unease he felt at the sight of (Y/n) and Hanbin together. The hallway became a stage for the intricate dance between friendship, unspoken feelings, and the evolving connections that bound the three of them in a delicate web of emotions.

In response to Jeonghyeon's inquiry, (Y/n) quickly explained that Hanbin was merely trying to persuade her to join a club. However, sensing Jeonghyeon's unease and possessiveness, she couldn't help but notice the subtle changes in his demeanor.

Jeonghyeon, determined to prevent (Y/n) from joining the club with Hanbin, improvised a quick lie. "Oh, (Y/n) is actually the manager of the basketball team," he stated with a convincing tone, making sure to create a barrier between her and Hanbin's invitation.

As Jeonghyeon spoke, he found himself nervously holding (Y/n)'s hand, a gesture that seemed to happen almost instinctively. The touch, though subtle, spoke volumes, and (Y/n) felt her heart racing in response. The uncharted territories of their evolving relationship unfolded in the hallway, leaving them both to navigate the complexities of friendship, possessiveness, and the subtle expressions of unspoken feelings.

Hanbin, perceptive to the unspoken dynamics and the tension in the air, chose to accept Jeonghyeon's lie without pressing further. Perhaps sensing the underlying complexities, he decided not to challenge the narrative presented.

With a nod and a courteous smile, Hanbin acknowledged Jeonghyeon's words. "Got it, the basketball team, huh? Well, maybe some other time, (Y/n)," he said, opting not to push the matter any further.

As the moment unfolded, the hallway remained a stage for the intricacies of evolving relationships and unspoken truths. The lie, though a temporary solution, added another layer to the delicate dance between friendship, possessiveness, and the uncharted territories of feelings that lingered beneath the surface.

Overwhelmed by a surge of emotions, Jeonghyeon, driven by an impulse he couldn't contain, turned around abruptly and pushed (Y/n) gently against the wall. The suddenness of the action caught her off guard, and her eyes widened in surprise.

The hallway, now a witness to the unspoken tension that had been building, became an intimate space where the dynamics between Jeonghyeon and (Y/n) took center stage. His proximity added a layer of intensity, the air charged with the uncharted territories of their evolving relationship.

Jeonghyeon, his eyes searching (Y/n)'s face, seemed on the verge of saying something, but the weight of the unspoken emotions hung heavily between them. The unexpected moment became a poignant pause, leaving both of them to grapple with the intricacies of friendship, possessiveness, and the untamed territories of something more.

Feeling a rush of jittery emotions from Jeonghyeon's unexpected action, (Y/n) called out his name in an attempt to get his attention. Her concern for his well-being cut through the charged atmosphere, and her voice carried a mix of curiosity and care.

"Jeonghyeon," she said softly, a gentle question in her tone. The hallway, once witness to tension and unspoken dynamics, now held a moment of suspended connection between them. In the delicate dance of evolving relationships, (Y/n) sought to understand the motivations behind Jeonghyeon's sudden move and ensure that he, too, was navigating the uncharted territories of their feelings without stumbling.

Feeling the disconnect in Jeonghyeon's distracted gaze, (Y/n) gently placed a hand on his cheek, drawing his attention back to her. The touch seemed to ground him, and as his eyes met hers, the unspoken tension lingered in the air.

With a surge of confidence, Jeonghyeon broke the silence, his words carrying the weight of his revelation. "I'm in love with you," he confessed, the admission hanging in the air like a delicate thread that connected the uncharted territories of their evolving relationship.

The hallway, once a stage for subtle gestures and unspoken emotions, now became the setting for a pivotal moment. The complexities of their friendship, possessiveness, and the untamed feelings that had lingered beneath the surface were laid bare, leaving (Y/n) to navigate the intricacies of her own emotions in response to Jeonghyeon's vulnerable admission.

In response to Jeonghyeon's heartfelt confession, (Y/n) couldn't contain the warmth that blossomed within her. With a genuine smile, she revealed her own feelings, letting the unspoken emotions between them find a voice.

"I've been feeling the same way, Jeonghyeon," she admitted, her words echoing the shared journey through the uncharted territories of their evolving relationship. The hallway, witness to a series of nuanced moments, now held the echoes of their confessions, leaving them standing at the threshold of something more profound.

The charged atmosphere in the hallway intensified as Jeonghyeon's gaze flickered between (Y/n)'s eyes and her lips. Slowly, with a subtle determination, he leaned in, his desire evident in the inch of space that separated them. The unspoken tension hung in the air, a delicate dance of anticipation.

Just a centimeter away, Jeonghyeon whispered a hesitant invitation, "Push me away if you don't want this." Instead, (Y/n) responded by pulling him in, closing the gap until their lips finally met. The hallway, witness to a series of transformative moments, now became a backdrop for the shared connection that unfolded in the uncharted territories of their evolving relationship.

In that fleeting instant, the kiss spoke volumes, echoing the culmination of emotions that had simmered beneath the surface. The intricacies of friendship, the thrill of newfound feelings, and the shared journey through unexplored territories were encapsulated in the soft meeting of their lips, leaving them both suspended in the moment of a profound connection.

As the kiss ended, (Y/n) and Jeonghyeon locked eyes, emotions dancing in the shared gaze. The lingering intensity of the moment left them both in a state of suspended connection, the uncharted territories of their relationship now illuminated by the shared understanding between them.

A soft laugh escaped (Y/n)'s lips, breaking the quiet that had settled after the kiss. With a teasing tone, she addressed Jeonghyeon's earlier fabrication about her being the manager of the basketball team. "So, manager of the basketball team, huh? I guess that was just your way of keeping me away from Hanbin," she said, the laughter in her eyes mirroring the newfound understanding between them.

Jeonghyeon's blush deepened at (Y/n)'s teasing question, and with a shy smile, he hid his head in the nape of her neck. His arms encircled her waist, pulling her closer, as he muttered a response against her skin.

"Yeah, well, it worked, didn't it?" he admitted with a playful tone, the warmth of their closeness and the shared laughter creating a cocoon around them. The embrace spoke volumes, a silent acknowledgment of the uncharted territories they had navigated together.

With the warmth of their shared laughter lingering, (Y/n) playfully asked Jeonghyeon if he would ever let her go so they could go to lunch. However, Jeonghyeon, reveling in the closeness they shared, expressed his reluctance to part ways.

"I don't want to," he admitted, a hint of a mischievous smile playing on his lips. The embrace tightened, and Jeonghyeon seemed content to linger in the hallway, savoring the newfound connection between them.

The shared laughter, the teasing exchange, and the embrace formed a tableau of unspoken emotions, capturing the essence of their evolving relationship. The uncharted territories they had explored together now held the promise of shared lunches and countless moments yet to unfold.

(Y/n)'s suggestion to find a more comfortable spot resonated with a practical charm. "How about we go sit down somewhere more comfortable?" she proposed, gently coaxing Jeonghyeon to release their embrace from the wall.

While Jeonghyeon liked the idea of settling into a more relaxed setting, he remained reluctant to let go of their warm embrace. The intimacy of the moment, the shared laughter, and the connection they had discovered in the hallway held a certain magic that he was hesitant to relinquish.

He hesitated for a moment, caught between the comfort of their current position and the promise of a more relaxed setting. The unspoken tension lingered as he considered the choice before finally, with a soft smile, he agreed, "Alright, let's find somewhere comfortable." The hallway, witness to the evolution of their relationship, slowly faded into the background as they embarked on the next chapter of their shared journey.

Jeonghyeon, leading (Y/n) to a quiet and surprisingly empty couch in the library, created a cocoon of intimacy where they could savor the comfort of each other's presence. Seated together, he pulled her close, their shared silence becoming a canvas for the unspoken emotions that filled the air.

In the tranquil atmosphere, Jeonghyeon broke the silence with a question that carried the weight of his feelings. "Will you be my girlfriend?" he asked, the vulnerability in his tone revealing the depth of his emotions. The library, usually a space of hushed whispers and rustling pages, now held the echo of a pivotal moment in their evolving relationship.

As (Y/n) met his gaze, the uncharted territories they had navigated together seemed to converge in this simple yet profound question. The quiet library became the backdrop for a decision that marked the beginning of a new chapter in their shared journey.

With a smile that mirrored the joy in Jeonghyeon's eyes, (Y/n) answered his question with a resounding "Yes." Their shared laughter, a soundtrack to the moment, filled the library with a warmth that transcended the quiet surroundings.

As Jeonghyeon beamed with happiness, (Y/n) couldn't help but tease him with a playful observation. "You might dress like a bad boy, but you truly are just a big walking teddy bear," she remarked, her laughter infusing the statement with affection.

The exchange captured the essence of their relationship — a blend of playful banter, shared laughter, and the discovery of the true nature that lay beneath the surface. The library, usually a sanctuary of knowledge, became a witness to the unfolding dynamics between Jeonghyeon and (Y/n), marking the beginning of their journey as a couple.

Jeonghyeon laughed heartily at (Y/n)'s playful comment, and in response, he tightened his embrace around her waist. Flexing his arms with a touch of humor, he added his own playful comment about his appearance.

"Well, you know, I can be pretty hot and sexy too," he quipped with a wink, the twinkle in his eye revealing a playful confidence. The banter continued, creating a lighthearted atmosphere that reflected the easygoing and affectionate nature of their evolving relationship.

(Y/n), with a teasing smile, couldn't resist poking fun at Jeonghyeon's potential jealous streak. "You can be pretty jealous too, can't you?" she remarked playfully, her eyes dancing with mischief.

Caught off guard, Jeonghyeon blushed a little and attempted to deny it, but (Y/n), ever the playful partner, decided to test the waters. She suggested, with a playful glint in her eye, that she should go sign up for that club Hanbin talked about.

Jeonghyeon, not keen on the idea, let out a playful groan and held (Y/n) tighter as if to keep her from going. With a grin, he admitted, "Well, I don't like Hanbin," adding a touch of possessiveness to his playful protest. 

(Y/n), curious about Jeonghyeon's dislike for Hanbin, couldn't resist asking, "Why don't you like Hanbin?" Her question lingered in the air, prompting Jeonghyeon to share the underlying reasons behind his feelings.

Jeonghyeon, still holding (Y/n) close, considered his response for a moment before saying, "I don't know. It's just... I guess I don't like the idea of someone else trying to take you away from me." His words carried a hint of vulnerability, offering a glimpse into the possessive side of his feelings.

(Y/n)'s laughter, echoing through the library, caught Jeonghyeon's attention, prompting him to ask what was so amusing about his statement. Amused herself, (Y/n) shared the twist in the story.

"Hanbin," she explained with a teasing smile, "he's the one who made me realize I liked you." The revelation added a layer of irony to the situation, turning the tables on the dynamics between Jeonghyeon, (Y/n), and Hanbin.

Jeonghyeon's surprise was evident as he processed the unexpected turn of events. The library, once a quiet haven, now bore witness to the complexities of their evolving relationship, where laughter, teasing, and revelations intertwined in the journey through uncharted territories of the heart.

As Jeonghyeon reflected on the lie he had concocted to keep Hanbin at bay, a thought crossed his mind. He asked (Y/n) if she would be interested in making that lie a reality, suggesting that they could spend more time together if she took on the role he had fabricated.

"Would you be interested in being the manager of the basketball team?" he asked, a hopeful glint in his eyes. The proposal, born out of a desire to have more shared moments, lingered in the air, leaving the library, usually a space of quiet contemplation, filled with the echoes of an invitation that held the promise of increased togetherness.

Caught in the playful banter, (Y/n) couldn't help but question Jeonghyeon's intentions behind the proposal. With a teasing smile, she asked, "Is this about spending more time together, or are you just trying to make sure no other guys can make a move on me?"

Jeonghyeon, maintaining a playful tone, responded by giving her a playful kiss before offering his answer. "Well," he began with a mischievous grin, "that's just a bonus. The real reason is so we can have more time together." The exchange, filled with laughter and light teasing, highlighted the lighthearted dynamics of their evolving relationship as they navigated the playful nuances of love and togetherness.

(Y/n)'s laughter continued, the playful banter creating a light and joyful atmosphere between them. In a sweet gesture, she gave Jeonghyeon a kiss on the cheek before finally agreeing to take on the role of the basketball team manager.

With a smile, she said, "Yes, I'll be the manager." The library, a silent witness to the evolving dynamics between Jeonghyeon and (Y/n), now held the echoes of laughter, teasing, and the shared decision that marked the beginning of a new chapter in their journey together.

Jeonghyeon wasted no time in putting his plan into action. The day after their playful discussion in the library, he approached the coach and shared his proposal. The coach, likely sensing the genuine enthusiasm behind Jeonghyeon's request, agreed to make (Y/n) the manager of the basketball team.

With the coach's approval, the stage was set for (Y/n) to take on a new role within the team. The basketball court, once a battleground for athletic prowess, now held the promise of shared moments and increased togetherness as (Y/n) embarked on her journey as the team manager. The library, with its silent shelves and quiet corners, played a role in the unfolding story of Jeonghyeon and (Y/n)'s evolving relationship, where every decision and every moment seemed to deepen the connection between them.

(Y/n), standing nervously in front of the group of boys, felt a mixture of excitement and apprehension as Jeonghyeon stood proudly beside her. His arm wrapped around her shoulder conveyed a protective and possessive stance. With a slight glare aimed at the other boys, Jeonghyeon introduced (Y/n) in a tone that left no room for misunderstanding.

"This is (Y/n)," he declared with a subtle emphasis, "my girlfriend and the new manager of the team." The announcement, laced with both pride and a hint of possessiveness, echoed through the basketball court. The dynamics within the team seemed to shift as the players acknowledged the new addition to their ranks.

As (Y/n) embraced her new role, the library, once a quiet sanctuary of knowledge, played its part in the unfolding chapters of their story. The shared decision to make (Y/n) the manager marked not only a new beginning for the basketball team but also a significant step forward in the journey of Jeonghyeon and (Y/n) as they navigated the intricacies of love and togetherness.

The relationship between (Y/n) and Jeonghyeon became a well-known and celebrated aspect of their high school life. The unmistakable displays of affection, particularly after basketball matches, became a tradition that drew the attention of everyone. Jeonghyeon, victorious in leading the team to success, would conclude each match with a celebratory kiss for his girlfriend.

Their affectionate gestures extended beyond the basketball court, as the couple embraced public displays of their love in the hallways of the school. Hugs and kisses became regular occurrences, marking the couple's journey through the halls hand in hand.

Their circle of friends, including Gunwook, Junghyun, Yunseo, and even Hanbin, took delight in teasing the couple about their unabashed displays of affection. The laughter and camaraderie among the friends reflected the supportive environment surrounding (Y/n) and Jeonghyeon as they navigated the joys and challenges of a public relationship. The school, once a backdrop to their shared memories, now held the echoes of a love story that unfolded openly and proudly in the midst of their high school journey.

[rosin1234]

Loveable !?

➷´ˎ˗lee jeonghyeon

pairing ´ˎ˗ nonidol!lee jeonghyeon x fem! reader

warnings ´ˎ˗ swearing, pics of food

genre ´ˎ˗ I firmly believe this is comedy but romance (fluff) too i guess highschool au!!

synopsis ´ˎ˗ Y/n goes to the cafe across teh street of her school every lunch, sometimes with her friends, mostly without. The students of her school haven't seemed to discover it, which is why she's shocked to see a group of boys in the same uniform.

notes ´ˎ˗ italic texts means thoughts

notes too ´ˎ˗ funny fact this is based of a real life situation

taglist ´ˎ˗ @hanjisbeloved @knrejj

2 ➳˚ ༘♡ at it again

ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴘᴀʀᴛ : ʏ/ɴ ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ᴘᴏᴠ

You two immediately put your phones down after hearing and seeing who just came into the cafe, it was your English teacher....?

As your teacher, or sir Kang, was about to order at the counter, he recognized you and Jeonghyeon by the uniform, mostly the name tag that gave it away.

Sir walked up to each of your guys' table and dragged both of you outside. why does this teacher have to fucking drag us outside you thought and was pretty sure Jeonghyeon was thinking the same thing.

"Shin Y/n and Lee Jeonghyeon" He said reading your nametags "And what are you pupils doing outside of school premises during class hours? Did you not listen during the orientation?"

shit shit shit think of something quick

"Sorry sir I had no lunch" you quickly said

"So? If you had the money to buy from there then why couldn't you buy from the canteen?" The teacher raised an eyebrow at you

"Im...allergic?"

You looked at Jeonghyeon, beside you, who seemed to be trembling, then looked back at the teacher who rolled his eyes. "No excuses! You guys are going back inside and going to the disciplinary office!" he said as he crossed the street as you two followed

You two looked around as you guys entered the said "disciplinary office", it was small and cold. There were two wooden chairs infront of a slightly wide table with a chair behind it, where the disciplinary officer was sat. The officer told both of you to sit down as she started talking

"Your violation will be sent to your parents, now I just need to tell your advisor" she said as she grabbed her phone and opened the door but turned around "Don't try to leave, I'll just be outside the door"

"Hey" you were a little startled but found out it was just Jeonghyeon beside you "Oh hi!" while still a little shocked

"oh sorry...are you nervous?"

"not really? why though?"

"my bad, you seemed a little startled when i said hey"

"oh nonono, it was just kinda quiet"

"mhm, a little odd for us to get in trouble in our last year"

"yea, how did you find out about the cafe?"

"ohhh, one day when I was walking home I saw a student in the same uniform there so I thought it would be okay to go there to, turns out it was you there at that time"

You nodded your head and it became silent again until you asked something

"You wanna know something?"

"yea whats up"

"I actually saw a hot guy at a cafe across the street of my school" you said smiling

"Oh wow! did the hot guy know that a pretty girl was at the same place?" he responded back with a slight smirk

pretty, girl? he means me right? nonono. okay nvm that he totally means me

"Oh..no i d-didnt" you stuttered

oh fuck i stuttered why me

"well now you do" he looked down for a second "do you wanna hang out after school?"

"hmmmmm, sure"

you both then smiled at each other as the officer came back

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[tocupid]

3 DOORDASHERS. – SOUL, ANTON, AND PARK HANBIN TEXTS.

sypnosis. just some texts between you and your doordash delivery boys!

warnings. cussing , a lot of caps .. , sex / dick size jokes , sassy men.

authors note. if u like this u should check out my smau series im updating that shit asap trust gimme time to grind 🙏‼️ + heres part 2

[loserlvrss]

꒰ 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐈𝐙𝐄 ꒱ 寺園 佳汰

summary : keita would never let you go to bed mad at him

genre : angst to eventual fluff, established relationship, drabble, keita x afab!reader tws : alleged argument, kissing author notes : evnneblr doesn't write about keita enough ꃋᴖꃋ that's my short king (i’m barely (157.48cm) 5’2) word count : 1k

silence.

you swear you didn’t have to try hard to hear the dust through the air, that’s how quiet your apartment seemed.

in reality, you weren’t entirely convinced keita hadn’t left a long time ago—probably sound asleep back at the dorm while his members played games.

but he cared more about you than that, didn’t he?

you knew in your heart that your boyfriend would never leave you unhappy; never leave an argument unsolved. you knew, as you laid between the covers on your bed, that keita was probably still sitting on your couch.

you could almost picture his head resting against the back, hear the frustrated sigh that left his lips. you didn’t want to be angry anymore, honestly not remembering what you two had argued about in the first place. in hindsight, you realized it probably didn’t even matter.

but you could remember the nasty words that were spewed in venom-laced tones. and you regretted them more than anything. you shouldn’t have blamed him for being tired—he worked so hard after all—you shouldn’t have yelled at him after he bedrudgingly came over after hours of dance practice. you shouldn’t have accused him of not loving you anymore, because that was the final straw, causing an argument that after a while didn’t even pertain to the initial spark.

you knew he loved you with his entire heart. hell, you loved him just as much, if not more. so, you, at the end of your scattered thoughts, couldn’t figure out where all this had come from. you didn’t need to seek out forgiveness, because in your mind there was nothing for either of you to be truly sorry for. couples fight, argue, disagree. it’s all a part of the hurdles of life. the only thing you were sorry for was dragging it out this long when you both could’ve been asleep in each others arms.

“y/n,” you heard the creek of your bedroom door. “are you awake?” you debated stooping lower and pretending to sleep. however, you couldn’t figure out where that thought stemmed from either. maybe it’s what you would’ve done to your exes, but keita was different from them; more patient, gentle and definitely, a lot kinder. he didn’t deserve that, and you knew it. “it’s getting kinda late, and if you want me to go so you can cool off a bit more, i can. i just need a yes or no then.”

you sat up, curling your knees into your chest, and wrapping your arms around them. you could see his backlight silhouette in the doorway, hand still nervously fidgeting with the knob.

“i’m sorry.” you finally said against cold air. “i shouldn’t have said those things to you, keita. i know they aren’t true.” you saw him freeze, but before he got a chance to get a word in, you spoke again. “and i’m sorry for letting it go on this long, i’m not mad at you anymore. so, please don’t go?” you didn’t mean for it to sound so much like a question, but you also didn’t want to pressure him to stay if he hadn’t forgiven you for such an audacious claim.

you don’t know if the tension felt one-sided, or if he was drowning in it too. you had a shortness of breath, a trembling in your heart and hands. a nervousness you couldn’t fight off as you awaited his voice.

“i won’t, if…” he said, cutting through the thickness of the air and all the way to your ears. your mind started running, jumping to fill in the voided sentence with whatever you could muster up. was it bad? was it good? would he stay with you tonight? you didn’t want time to be the teller, but it seemed maybe he was teasing you for being so stupid earlier. or maybe he was just coming up with ways to have you make it up to him, weighing out which would be the best. “if you admit that you know i love you.”

he began approaching the bed, and you pouted out your bottom lip in an attempt to stop the emotions from spilling over. “but either way, obviously, i’m going to have to show you because you seemed to have forgot.” he climbed up onto the bed, moving the covers out of his way.

the moment you felt his hands meet your arms, tears started rolling down your cheeks.

you don’t really know why you started crying. maybe it was because you had kept them back after storming off to your room, staring at the ceiling for god knows how long. but they didn’t go unnoticed by your boyfriend, his palms coming to rest against your cheeks as his thumbs brushed them away.

“baby,” you could see, even through the dark, that he looked at you like you were the cutest thing in the world—and maybe to him, you were. “it’s okay, you don’t have to cry. i’m not mad at you, i know you didn’t mean it. i’m sorry we said those things to each other, i’m sorry i left you in here alone like this. you were just upset i’ve been neglecting you for practice, and i was frustrated about being so tired. i’m sorry, y/n.”

he punctuated every word by peppering a light kiss to various parts of your face. “i love you.” and finally he kissed your lips, gently holding you in place. “i’ll never do it again—never leave you upset like this again.”

“i’ll never do it either—never accuse you of not loving me. i’m really sorry.” you hiccuped out, lips barely centimeters apart.

he smiled at your words. “you forgive me?”

you sniffled. “do you forgive me?”

he kissed your lips again. “i’ll always forgive you, baby.”

“i love you, keita.”

“you know i love you too?”

you breathily laughed, in disbelief of the night you’ve had. “yeah.” you whispered, reaffirming it with another light kiss that you initiated this time.

your heart was full as he adjusted the two of you to be laying down, your head against his chest. he traced cute doodles on your bare arm, holding you to him, and you listened to the rhythmic beats and gentle breathing until eventually the two of you fell asleep—close and unbothered, just how it was intended to be.

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lee jeonghyeon smut🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

Warning ⚠️ : roommates fucking, oral (both receiving), unprotected sex, M4F, pet names(princess,doll), size difference, filth, make out session, rough sex, strongM, kind of pervert leejeon, lmk if i forgot anything else!!

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Part 2

It’s a regular day. Sitting at home just as usual, scrolling on your phone. You were the only person in the apartment since your roommate was busy on his errands. But you couldn’t complain because he was a serious prick. Always making fun of you and other things you could care less about. But the real problem was when he had friends over. They were noisy and arrogant just as he was. But the rent was really good for such a nice place, so you decided to stay there.

After what felt like ages of scrolling the said man walks through the door with groceries in hand. He walks past you as if your not there and goes straight to the kitchen . “Be a doll and come help me.” You here a voice call. Considering how he was kind enough to buy food you decided to help, stepping into the kitchen and putting things away. You needed to put a cereal box on the top shelf in a cabinet but couldn’t reach. Just as you were about to give up you feel a taller frame press against your smaller one, and a larger hand go over yours to put the cereal away.

In a panic you immediately turn around and look up at him, only to see his classic little smirk he does when he knows he got under your skin. “What the hell Lee..” you say and then avert your gaze. Knowing that he’s being a smug little brat and trying his little Fuck boy advances on you, of course you don’t want to feed into his bullshit. “What? What’s the matter L/N” he said, still taunting you. Gosh, as much as you hate to admit it.. he looks really hot right now.

Dark, messy hair yet sexy. Lightly tanned skin from being in the sun. Gosh, the black t-shirt that showed off his yummy biceps, and along his arms trace those veins all the way to his long slender hands that look perfect for what you were missing. His beautiful eyes that were fixated upon your face, holding emotions that you’d never know. “Gosh, has he always look this good?” You thought to yourself but was quickly caught off guard by his low voice snapping you back into reality. “How long are you gonna stare at what you can’t have?” Is what he said. Who the hell does he think he is? “What?” You respond a little annoyed at his ego. “You heard me cute stuff.” He said turning around to go to the fridge. Man, why was he such a dick. But a good looking one.

Not long after you two put the groceries away, you made the two of you some ramen. You put the bowls and take his to his door, sitting it on the floor and giving the door a good knock to alert him. “Thank you” you here the male call out. “Whatever.” You retort and make your way to your room. Man that ramen was amazing. You take the bowl to the kitchen and make your return to your room. And take a little nap

11:44pm

You wake up to a weird sound. You take a look around you dark room and spot nothing out of the ordinary. That being said you stand up and make your way to the hallway where the sounds are louder. And then coming from… jeonghyeons room?! But it sounds like he’s in pain.. “should I check on him?” You think to yourself. You stand there for a few and decide that you should go check it out. You see a small amount of light coming from his room, meaning the door was cracked. So you gather up your courage and push the door open just to reveal a sweaty jeonghyeon stroking his cock with his head thrown back. “What the hell. What do I do ?!” You screamed in your head as your eyes went large. He lifts his head and stops his movements as it settles down in his head that you just walked in on him “are you gonna stay for the show?” He ask as he continues back to his activities “I-im so sorry!!” You say but are unable to move “that’s fine.. wanna come help me?” He says, smirking at you like always. But how can you turn him down?

It’s impossible right? Well your right. So, you make you way to him while he strokes his cock watching you movements. You stop in front of him and sit on your knees, starting to feel embarrassed. You the look up at him waiting for an response. Sensing that he tells you to open your mouth so you follow. His mushroom shaped tip pushes its way past your plump lips. Soon enough it touches the back of your throat so you pull away and lower you head back down and look up at him to see how he’s responding to your ministrations. His eyes are closed and eyebrows knitted together. You swirl your tongue around the glands the down his shaft, earning a grunt from him . Not long after he grabbed you hair, pushing your head down his cock and the a warm liquid filling your mouth and senses. You pull away and swallow, a small cough coming from you.

The man stands up and lifts you to your feet. You look at him with curiosity. He leads you to his bed, where he throws you in the center of. He go on top of you and looks you in the eye briefly before devouring your lips with his own. He bit your bottom lip gently, requesting access to you so you obliged. Exploring each other with excitement and anticipation for one another. The kiss was sensual and lustful. Hot and steamy. He tugged on your shirt, requesting it off, so you sat up and discarded the clothing including your bra. His large hands leaving your waist to now play with your tits, lowering his head to suck on you left nippy. Not forgetting to show the other some affection he tends to both of them. Lowering his kisses until he reaches your underwear. He lifts his head, looking at you. You give him a nod of confirmation and that’s all it takes for him to pull them off and get to work. The feeling of warmth all over you lower half, sending a shiver down your spine. The feeling of euphoria as his tongue explores your most sensitive spotes, gently sucking and licking your bud. His long slinder middle finger finds its way to you hole, rubbing teasing circles around it and gently dipping into it. “Fuck” you grunt out, hearing a giggle from the man before feeling his finger push its way into your gummy walls, earning a louder whimper. He promptly gives you a few thrust before adding his index finger earning a strained series of a lewd moans before quickening his pace. It doesn’t take home long enough to find a weak spot and curl his fingers there while his tongue is working on your bundle of nerves. The feeling of ecstasy engulfs you but right before the wave hits fully he pulls away, chin glistening with your juices that he wipes away with the back of his hand. He leans in to kiss you to which you quickly respond to. The kiss was much more lustful now, more desire for one another and the burning fame of passion to be one. “You want this as much as me right?” He asked through the kiss. “Mhm” you hum back “words princess” he says pulling away just a little while waiting for your voice. “I wanna do it lee” you say softly. He smiles then aligns his cock with your hole, tip sliding in with ease considering how wet your cunt is. Bottoming out completely earning a loud whimper out of you. Halting his movements to let you adjust to his size. It doesn’t take long for you to get impatient “please..” you say out of eagerness for him to fill you up. Upon hearing that he delivers a series of shallow thrust to make sure you can handle him. Hearing your moans he takes that as a sign to start. Movements becoming faster and harder over time, the room stuffy from the two of you being horny fucks, and the melody of your moans and whimpers mixed with skin slapping and his own grunting and moans.

The feeling of him pounding your cunt is sending you closer to an orgasm, wanting nothing more than for him to fuck you to oblivion. On the other hand he’s getting harder instead of relieving himself. The way you pussy sucks him in and tightens with every move of his cock, or the way your crying and moaning because of how good he’s fucking you. Or maybe because he’s always had little fantasies about you.. his cute little roomie. Interesting.

His cock hitting your gspot sending pleasure waves through your body pushing you to the edge. “gonna cum for me baby?” He breathed out, grip tightening on your thigh. “Mhm. So close.” You respond, orgasm approaching closer. “Cum for me then..” and that’s all it takes. Body shaking while he holds your hands, chasing his high now,His thrust becomes more frantic and strong, overstimulation occupies your senses meanwhile he’s chasing his orgasm, and with a few thrust he cums deep in your cunt, letting out a string of grunts and panting noises.

After you both calm down he pulls out and watches his cum ooze out of your hole. He reaches for tissue on the nightstand to clean you both up. “Are you ok?” He asked with his shit eating smirk on his face. “I’m fine..” you replied rolling your eyes while speaking with a huff. After you both a clean he goes to get you a shirt from his dresser and lays next to you in just his boxers. Drowsiness starts settling in as you lay next to the pretty man and you fall into a slumber. He pulls you close and falls fast asleep while keeping you near.

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[leejeongz]

🫧 evnne reaction to being saved as just their name in your phone 🫧

pairing: boyf!evnne x gn!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: pet names

synopsis: your boyfriend asks what name you saved his number under in your phone and you reply with just his name.

𓆉 hanbin

“so what, when you wanna call me you just type in hanbin?” he asks in absolute disgust, his eyes squinting so much he looks genuinely in pain.

“you’re always at the top of my call list, i don’t have to search,” you answer very literally, hoping it acts as damage control.

“the guy you love the most, and i’m just saved as boring old hanbin?”

“well i wouldn’t call you boring…” you tease, earning a scoff, a head shake and even more of a squint.

“change it before i do it for you,” he demands in a teasing way, but you don’t mind following this order. “i can’t believe you’ve lived like this for 2 months.”

you barely hear him continue to talk, too busy concentrating on picking the perfect name that you know he’ll absolutely hate as payback for making a big deal out of it. “there,” you hold the phone out in front of his face.

“jelly,” he reads out, “and a blue heart,” he contemplates it for a moment. you furrow your brows at how long it’s taking for him to start complaining. “i like it, kinda goes well with mine too, sweetie”

other members under the cut

𓆉 keita

“full name? like how you’d save the window cleaner?” he blurted out in a moment of disbelief.

you side eyed your boyfriend who’s only reaction was to cross his arms. “do you know how much my friends would tease me if i had anything but your name?”

“that’s doesn’t make it any better,” he calmed down, slipping your phone out of your hands and unlocking it with your password. “i’m changing it.”

you watched over his shoulder as he scrolled your contacts. he found “k” and tutted as his eyes landed on his name.

“can i change it?” he asked cutely, completely switching his act from just a few seconds ago. you nodded straight away. “right, i think “baby” will look nice. with a star and a black heart,” he spoke as he typed.

you smiled as you read and listened to your boyfriend muttering to himself. he was absolutely adorable, he’s definitely worth the endless teasing from your friends.

“okay perfect,” he locked your phone and lazily handed it to you, “and you better not change it back.”

𓆉 jeonghyeon

“for real?” he asked, his voice and pitch raised in an offended way.

you pull a face as if to suggest it’s not a big deal, “well, it is your name, jeonghyeon…”

jeonghyeon tuts while rolling his eyes, dramatically, sure, but there’s definitely intention behind it. “babe, boyfriend, honey, love,” he counts on his fingers, “even just jeonghyeonie,” he pulls out his phone, “all things that you’ve called me but noooo.”

you smile at his cuteness, which made him even more riled. “what’s mine saved as?”

“my darling,” he admits, pulling up your contact info and placing it on the table in front of you, donning a pout until you look at him again. “but i can change it to just y/n, no problem.” you look back at his phone, the words make you smile and seeing the little blue heart emoji next to them makes your stomach fill with fluttering butterflies . you hated to admit it, but it did feel good to see it. and the thought of him changing it, well you didn’t even want to think about it.

“no, no, it’s fine, you don’t have to do that,” you locked his phone for him and handed it back to him after picking it up from the table.

“so will you change mine?” his pleading eyes were unavoidable, like a puppy you just can’t say no to. you rolled your eyes and back spaced on his contact name, “save me as “my love” please,”” he urged.

“don’t test your luck, jeonghyeon,” you deadpanned, but followed his directions anyway.

𓆉 seungeon

“i have you saved as “my sunshine” and you just have my name?!” seungeon laughs out loud, finding the whole situation hilarious.

“wait,” the laughter died down and your face drops, “i’m your sunshine?” you ask, feeling full of love yet so incredibly guilty. “let me change your name right now, you’re too cute, i swear-”

“you don’t have to, i think it’s funny, y/n, you really don’t need to do that!” the palm of his hand covers your phone screen as he speaks.

your fingers move it out of the way gently as you begin to type “angel” into the box. seungeon completely moves his hand once you’ve finished typing and takes a look, you wait to see his reaction, not once taking your eyes off him.

“yeah you definitely should’ve just left it as my name,” he bursts out laughing again, kicking his feet in the air playfully. you look down to check what you’d written. angle. you’d now saved him as angle. “acute or obtuse? actually, i think i wanna be reflex.”

“that’s because i couldn’t see the screen!” you playfully prod seungeon in the arm. “now, let me change it properly this time.”

when he stopped laughing once again, he took the hand you just poked him with in his “please do. i like the name angel.” his smile was playfully adorable, you couldn’t help but tease him.

“who said it was going to be “angel”? it might have been “eagle”… or “bagel”.”

𓆉 yunseo

“oh,” yunseo pouts in an unintentionally cute way.

you instantly feel bad and try coming up with an excuse, “that’s just how i saved it when we met, i had no idea we were going to become… us, and i never got around to changing it because i was just used to seeing it like that,” you stumbled over your words as they left your mouth in hurry.

“it’s fine, i’ll just change yours back to your name too, then,” you think he’s joking until he reaches for his phone.

“NO,” you’re both slightly taken aback by the volume of your voice, so much so that yunseo stops in his tracks, “let me change yours right now.”

“really?” he finally breaks into a smile, a warm, familiar feeling running through your chest, “hmm what to?”

“cutie suits you,” you shy away from his eyes, “and how about i add a heart?” yunseo nods his head, adding a content hum as he knows you can’t see him.

the next thing you know, yunseo is hugging you from behind, watching you type. “the white heart, please. and can you add the teddy bear? i think it’s so cute.”

you turn your head slightly to look at him, resting his chin on your shoulder, “but, what am i saved as?”

“my baby. with the cute black cat and white heart. what do you think?”

𓆉 junghyun

“that’s so mean,” junghyun’s hand comes to cover his mouth as he laughs in disbelief.

“is it? why? what am i saved as in your phone, hm?”

“key emoji and a purple heart,” he admits with a proud puff of his chest.

“oh i forgot you’re a closeted millennial,” you roll your eyes to your boyfriend, who’s feeling even more offended now. “how about we both change them, then, how does that sound?”

“great,” you both pull your phones out and delete everything in the name box. “i want to be “my honey” please,” he proclaims.

“i was going to say that,” you both look at each other in shock, before laughing. “well, i guess we can both be each other’s honey, but i’m gonna put a puppy emoji and a purple heart next to yours.”

his smile gets brighter, you always know how to make him happy, “the bunny and the yellow heart for you?” he asked, knowing that you’d say yes.

you put your phones together, the two matching nicknames in bold lettering across both the screens, “perfect,” you both say at the same time.

[ratedfleur]

What are your evnne hyung line headcanons? 😳🙂

evnne hyung line headcannons

寺園 佳汰, terazono keita

though keita has the looks of a cutie pie, expect that he wouldn’t be the same in bed. he can and he will throw you around in bed, manhandling you in positions that he wants you in. he just makes you think that he’s a little cutie but that image will be gone in seconds.

he’s a bit of a crazy man, he will do anything to get you crying and begging for him to stop — though he will not listen to your cries because all he could hear are his thoughts to fuck you into ecstasy.

though he fucks hard, he’s a sucker for cuddles right after sex. sex ends in missionary, making it easy for him to fall into your arms to hold him.

박한빈, park hanbin

PHB is a pretty crier, he cries most especially when you're pleasuring him a little too much for his liking. his body panics when you touch him in places that you know he likes. HB likes to beg most of the time - begging you to kiss him, begging you to let him dom / sub.

he’s a little exhibitionist, once when he was a little risky pup, you made him jerk himself off by the full body window where anyone could see and you could tell he was Very horny that time because he came twice without warning

in the end, he’s just your cute pup.

이정현, lee jeonghyeon

he's a hard fucker like his dom levels are skyrocketing through the roof. LJH likes fucking you til you're dumb, no longer complaining or begging for more requests.

but one thing about JH is that he likes marking your skin up with hickeys or even hand marks. your neck is often tainted with hickeys while your waist and hips just have his hand marks from how hard he holds onto you.

one nasty thing about JH is he likes making you lick his abs when you're cascading down towards his bulge when he makes you suck him off.

[andsjun]

Evnne x reader when you're on your period please :((

Evnne boys when u are on ur period!

tw: mentions of blood, binge eating, crying

For some reason I think Keita would be the most likely to help you when you get your pants dirty bc of your period. He would be so nice with you giving his jacket to cover the stain, if you are really embarrassed he would try to persuade you to feel better buying your favorite candy! He is such a nice bf :(

Then we have Hanbin who is that boyfriend who is really aware or your period and what you need so he is always prepared. He even has a track app and he is even more aware than you. He would text you smth like “babe, you need pads?” And you would be really confused bc you forgot that he had your period track “yeah but how did u know” “I just checked, dw hon I’m omw”

Next is Jeonghyeon who is literally worried like, he is all handsy, hugging you and doing EVERYTHING for you. Would go to the store to buy pads and call you bc he doesn’t know what you use and don’t want to fail you :( When he gets home you know that he is ready to spoil you the rest of the day cuddling while watching a movie

I think Seungeon is pretty chill abt it he just knows that is your period and know that you may feel physically tired so he decides to simply do whatever you say, even if that means buying too much pizza and chocolate or not going outside for the rest of the week. On the inside he is happy bc he knows that you will need more affection and he’ll be happy to give it.

Lastly Yunseo who is the most caring bf you will find ever! He is really attentive to you and all the sing of pain. During the worst day of cramps you end up crying of pain. Yunseo is really worried but manages to make you take the pill to make it less painful for you :( he is ready to hug you and wipe all your tears

[starrypen]

Fucking best friend keita please 🫡

⋇⊶⊰WHAT ARE WE?⊰⊶⋇

pairing: bestie!keita x fem!reader

genre: smut

warnings: possible romantic feelings, mentions of an ex, reader wearing a dress, unprotected sex

summary: breaking up with your ex was the best decision you’d ever made in keita’s eyes, it meant he could finally have you all to himself. he’s a little too apprehensive to make the first move so soon, so you did it for him

with his bottom lip tucked between his teeth, keita pushed any and all thoughts of railing you in his bedroom as you reacted to his cold hands.

“it’s a bit fiddly,” you warned, empathising with his struggle as his fingers looped over the back of your dress, “have you got it?” as you spoke, you felt the dress loosen, the zipper clicking as he trailed it down your back. “thank you so much,” you breathed a sigh of relief, covering your chest with your pyjamas to avoid revealing too much of yourself to your best friend.

“no problem,” he laughed, tapping your shoulder to let you know that he’d unzipped it.

just as you tried to slip into his en suite, his voice beckoned you back to him. “y/n, you know, i’m glad you broke up with him.” your insecurity faded, you stopped covering your chest, your pyjamas bundled up in your hand by your side, gripping onto them tightly as you made eye contact with the boy.

you nod, “me too.”

“no, like, really glad.” for the first time in your 10 year friendship, keita hugged you. your eyes widened as your arms rested on top of his shoulders. enjoying the feeling of comfort too much, you inhaled, greeted by a scent you knew so well, homely and safe, yet today, right now, more intense than ever. he pulled away, but his hands on your back didn't falter. your eyes meet again, only for a split second, until you catch your eyes drifting towards his lips.

“what was that for?” you ask to snap yourself out of it.

“i can’t believe he let you, of all people, go,” he pulled you in closer as he spoke, you refused to back away.

if you didn’t do it now, you were worried there would be no other opportunity. you closed the gap, your lips gently pressing against his. he welcomed them, moving them in time with yours, taking control by adding a little more pressure. the pair of you walked together towards his bed, you took your arms from his shoulders and instead placed the on his chest, inviting him to break the kiss.

“i should say thank you for coming with me tonight,” you said as you watched the boy lay down, his hands reaching out for your waist, missing you already. you ignored them. “can i take these off?” you pointed to his suit pants, he was happy to do it for you, slipping them and his boxers to just above his knee. wetting your lips as keita’s dick slapped against his torso, you became very conscious of what was about to happen. “are you sure you wanna-”

accompanied by enthusiastic nodding, keita answered, “of course i am, are you?”

you hummed, climbing onto the space beside him on the bed with his cock in your hand. taking in his needy expression, his lips parted as if to be silently begging for something, you spoke again. “aren’t you scared?” you ducked your head, your lips covering the tip of his dick, finally getting a taste of his pre cum.

his hand fell to your head as he bucked slightly, “of what?” he managed to stumble out.

swirling your tongue over his tip as you moved your head to look up at him, you noticed his hunger grow. your tongue stopped, “ruining our friendship?”

keita shook his head the best he could, “just,” your mouth went straight back to his cock, you took more of it in your mouth this time, sucking in your cheeks as you rose to the tip and then back down again, “keep sucking.” his hand on your head became more noticeable, he pushed it down and you moved your hand to his balls so you could take even more. “like that baby, that feels so good.” you toyed with them in your hands as you continued to suck under his control. he bucked his hips once more, you gagged, he laughed slightly. you stopped sucking - oh he’ll pay for that.

letting his fully hard dick rest against his tummy, you swung your left leg over the boy, knees now on either side of him. your clothed pussy neared his throbbing cock as you shuffled, stopping when his hands came to your thighs. pulling your panties to the side, you rubbed your wetness along the length of his dick, his tip colliding with your clit, quickening your breathing. after pausing for a moment to gather your thoughts, you took his dick in your hand, tracing the head of it along your lips before propping it at your entrance.

“you’ll pull out, right?” you asked teasingly, lowering yourself onto his hardness. he responded with a cheeky smile and a nod, his hands trailing from your upper thighs, over your dress, to your hips, guiding them. you leaned down to kiss him again, despite the energy of the room being lustful, the kiss was still so gentle. before you knew it, his right hand was brushing a strand of hair from your face, clearly in the way as you pulled away from the kiss. your breathing audibly shook as you continued to ride his dick, your face only millimetres from his. with your legs giving way any second, you came to a stop and sat upright again, ignoring the way your dress sleeves had fallen over your shoulders. keita’s hand came to your neck, squeezing it before letting it drop to your boobs, tugging at the loose neckline on the way.

“take this off for me,” you reacted by doing what he asked in an instant, “i want to see your pretty body, baby,” he watched on as you lifted the dress over your head and threw it to his carpeted floor. although his eyes had been on your chest this whole time, they couldn’t help but wander down to your panties, the way they were covering absolutely nothing, but enough to want to see more. he tried to rub your clit a couple times, but when he realised he couldn’t, he gave you one more suggestion, “these too?” you clambered off his dick, throwing yourself to lay next to him as you struggled with the thong. eventually getting it over your feet, you chucked it to the side on his bed, before getting tossed onto your stomach. you instinctively raised your ass, but keita’s warm hand on your back, pressing gently, lowered it again. turning your head, you caught a glimpse of him straddling you before pushing your face into his pillow. the head of his cock once again played at the entrance of your pussy, he tried to keep it there as he took off his own pants but you were more than relieved when it was no longer teasing your orgasm, even if it was just for a split second. it’s fair to say that you knew when it was back, this time, it went in with more ease, as if it was meant to be there all along. his pillow muffled your moan, his strength not quite resisting you turning your head to the side to let out another, louder moan as he pounded into you. an unexpected warmth took over your body, your legs once again lifting up your body and then dropping it again through fragility.

“i’m coming,” you announced, as if keita couldn’t tell by the way you threw yourself around on his cock, letting it slip out of you. you forced yourself to endure your orgasm quietly as keita pushed himself inside of you again, a groan escaping as he did so.

“god, you’re so fucking tight and horny for me, aren’t you?” it wasn’t long before his thrusts got sloppier, his moans got louder as he tried to pull out. he did so just in time, spraying your ass with his own cum, tapping off the excess and admiring how your ass jiggled.

“that wasn’t fake, right?” he chuckled, referring to your orgasm, “like all those times with-”

you cut him off before he could say your ex's name, “shut up,” you laughed, throwing the pillow from under your head towards him.

an hour later and you were settled under his arm in his bed, watching tv. you were closer than ever right now, physically, but you couldn’t help but feel a certain detachment.

“keita,” you look up. you heart sinks as you realise he’s not already looking at you, as all the movies suggest he would be.

he hums, looking down at you with a sweet smile.

“do you think we could…” you gather your thoughts before you change your question, “what are we?”

[hexnoia]

masterlist !

💌 texts - 🌸 fluff - ⭐️ angst - ⚡️suggestive - 🩷 fav

라이즈 🫧 riize

ot7

💌 why did you change your contact name on my phone?

💌 jealous riize (hyung line ver.) (maknae line ver.)

제베원 🦋 zerobaseone

seok matthew

💌⚡️🌸🩷 daily bf texts

보넥도 🐠 boynextdoor

nothing to see here! (yet)

이븐 🪽 evnne

nothing to see here! (yet)

サイフィ 🐚 psychic fever

nothing to see here! (yet)

엔시티 🪸 nct

nothing to see here! (yet)

에스파 🪼 aespa

nothing to see here! (yet)

아이브 🦢 ive

nothing to see here! (yet)

스테이씨 🌬 stayc

nothing to see here! (yet)

엔믹스 ❄️ nmixx

nothing to see here! (yet)

퍼플키스 🌀 purple kiss

nothing to see here! (yet)

[mirisss]

Heartfelt Choices

Pairing: Mun Junghyun x reader, Lee Jeonghyeon x reader, Ji Yunseo x reader, Park Gunwook x reader (none poly). 

Wordcount ≈ 6.2k (hehe whoops)

Warnings: mentions of food, argument with parents regarding sexuality (just mentions it), a tiny bit of angst, I think that’s it. 

Summary: Faced with romantic feelings for all four boys, (Y/n) embarks on a journey of self-discovery, guided by the wisdom of her friendships. Through laughter, understanding, and heartfelt conversations, they learn that love isn't always predictable, but it's the happiness found in the present that truly matters. 

All of them are the same age in this.

Thank you so much for this request 🌥️ I hope you like it! Also thank you for the song recs! I listened to the songs while writing this, however, I’m not sure they influenced the story too much. I loved the fact that you gave me so much material for the story so I ended up writing it really quickly! 

Please reblog! Requests are open!

Third Person POV

In the halls of their high school, (Y/n) moved through her senior year surrounded by an inseparable group of friends: Munjung, Yunseo, Leejung, and Gunwook, all seniors like her. What made their friendship unique was the unspoken bond they shared, transcending traditional gender barriers. In recent times, however, a subtle shift has taken place within the group dynamics. Munjung, with his earnest eyes, Yunseo, with his gentle smiles, Leejung, with his thoughtful gestures, and Gunwook, with his intimidating yet caring demeanor, had all begun to harbor feelings for (Y/n). The once-platonic camaraderie now crackled with an undercurrent of unspoken emotions, creating an atmosphere charged with anticipation and unexplored possibilities. Despite this newfound tension, their friendship remained steadfast, navigating the delicate balance between unspoken desires and the unbreakable bonds of friendship that had brought them together in the first place.

In the cozy corner of their favorite coffee shop, (Y/n) sat surrounded by her close-knit group of friends. The atmosphere was warm, filled with the comforting aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the soft hum of conversation. Munjung, unable to hide his affection, stole glances at (Y/n) as he spoke, "Hey, (Y/n), have you checked out that new movie everyone's talking about? I was thinking maybe we could all go together this weekend." 

(Y/n) smiled, unaware of the underlying tension in the air, and replied, "That sounds like a great idea, Munjung! I heard it's really good." Yunseo, trying to mask his own feelings, chimed in, "Yeah, I heard the same. Count me in!" Leejung, always the peacemaker of the group, added, "Perfect, it's a plan then. And maybe we can grab dinner afterward?"

Gunwook, who had been unusually quiet, cleared his throat, his eyes meeting (Y/n)'s briefly before he spoke, "Sounds good to me. Any place you have in mind, (Y/n)?" (Y/n) thought for a moment, feeling the subtle shifts in her friends' dynamics, and said, "How about that new sushi place downtown? I've heard they have amazing food." The others agreed, and as they continued to plan their outing, the unspoken emotions hung in the air, adding a layer of complexity to their seemingly ordinary conversation. Each glance, each word exchanged, carried a weight of unspoken feelings, creating a bittersweet tension that none of them were ready to confront just yet.

As the weekend arrived, the group of friends gathered excitedly outside the local movie theater. There was a palpable energy in the air, a mix of anticipation for the film and the unspoken emotions that lingered between them. Inside the dimly lit theater, they settled into their seats, (Y/n) finding herself between Munjung and Yunseo, with Leejung and Gunwook on the other side. The movie began, but amidst the gripping storyline, stolen glances and subtle touches spoke volumes, capturing the complexity of their evolving relationships.

After the movie, they headed to the downtown sushi restaurant, its warm ambiance providing a backdrop for their shared moments. Laughter and easy conversation flowed as they savored delicious rolls and shared stories. Munjung, unable to contain his feelings any longer, mustered the courage to compliment (Y/n) on her choice of restaurant, his eyes reflecting admiration. Yunseo, noticing Munjung's subtle confession, smiled in support, his own feelings hidden behind a friendly facade. Leejung, perceptive as always, subtly steered the conversation, lightening the atmosphere whenever things seemed to get too intense. Gunwook, though quiet, observed his friends closely, his eyes occasionally meeting (Y/n)'s, revealing depths of unspoken emotions.

Amidst the clinking of chopsticks and the chatter of other diners, their unacknowledged feelings hung in the air like a secret melody, leaving an indelible mark on their friendship. Despite the undercurrent of emotions, the evening ended with smiles and shared jokes, a testament to the strength of their bond. Little did they know, the unspoken words and hidden glances would continue to shape their interactions, adding layers of complexity to their friendship as they navigated the uncharted waters of love and friendship, bound together by the threads of their shared history and genuine affection for one another.

As the days passed, (Y/n) found herself caught in a whirlwind of emotions, her thoughts often drifting back to her close-knit group of friends. The unspoken tension that had been lingering among them became more palpable, and she couldn't ignore the subtle changes in their dynamics. Munjung's genuine compliments, Yunseo's lingering smiles, Leejung's caring gestures, and Gunwook's quiet presence started to evoke feelings within her that she hadn't anticipated.

One evening, as they all sat together at their favorite hangout spot, (Y/n) couldn't help but notice the way Munjung's eyes lit up when he spoke, the warmth in Yunseo's laughter, the gentleness in Leejung's voice, and the depth in Gunwook's gaze. It was in those moments that she realized her feelings were shifting, transcending the boundaries of friendship. The realization hit her like a tidal wave, leaving her both exhilarated and apprehensive.

Confused and unsure how to navigate this newfound territory, (Y/n) found herself replaying their interactions in her mind, searching for clues and signs that mirrored her own emotions. She cherished the camaraderie they shared but couldn't deny the growing affection that was blooming within her heart. The laughter they shared became more precious, and the stolen glances became laden with unspoken meaning.

As the days turned into weeks, (Y/n) found herself torn between treasuring their friendship and exploring the uncharted waters of romance. The complexity of her emotions weighed on her, leaving her contemplative and introspective. She valued her friendship with Munjung, Yunseo, Leejung, and Gunwook deeply, and the fear of changing their dynamics was both thrilling and terrifying. With each passing moment, she grappled with her feelings, unsure of how to approach this new chapter in their relationship. Little did she know, her friends were likely experiencing similar emotions, creating an unspoken connection that bound them even closer, even as they navigated the unsteady path between friendship and love.

(Y/n) decided to spend some quality one-on-one time with her friends to gain a better understanding of her own feelings and perhaps shed some light on their unspoken emotions as well. She started by inviting each of them separately to hang out. 

First, it was a day with Munjung. They decided to visit a local park, taking a leisurely walk along the winding paths. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm, golden glow on everything. (Y/n) and Munjung shared stories and memories, and as they sat on a bench, he looked at her with a soft smile, confessing, "You know, (Y/n), I really cherish our time together. You're such an amazing person, and I'm lucky to have you as a friend." His words touched her, and as they locked eyes, the unspoken emotions between them became even more evident. She thanked Munjung for his honesty and shared her own feelings of appreciation, hinting at the depth of her emotions.

On another day, (Y/n) hung out with Yunseo. They explored a small art gallery in town, both of them admiring the vibrant colors and intricate designs. As they stood in front of a particularly moving painting, Yunseo turned to her and said, "You know, (Y/n), I see beauty in everything, but there's something about you that's extraordinary." His words caught her off guard, and her heart raced as she realized the depth of his feelings. She reciprocated with a sincere smile, acknowledging the unique connection they shared.

The next hangout was with Leejung. They decided to go to a quiet café, where they sipped coffee and discussed their dreams and ambitions. Leejung looked at her with admiration and confessed, "You've always been so supportive, (Y/n), and I admire your determination. I truly value your friendship." (Y/n) appreciated his kind words and shared her own feelings of respect, not revealing the emotions that lingered beneath the surface.

Finally, (Y/n) spent time with Gunwook. They went for a walk by the beach, the sound of the crashing waves creating a soothing backdrop. In a moment of vulnerability, Gunwook turned to her and said, "There's a certain tranquility in your presence, (Y/n), and I find myself drawn to it." (Y/n) felt her heart skip a beat, realizing that her feelings mirrored his. She offered a warm smile in response, hinting at the connection they shared.

Each individual hangout deepened (Y/n)'s understanding of her own emotions and the unspoken feelings within her group of friends. The uncharted territory of their relationships became a little less uncertain, and the bonds between them grew stronger, as they navigated the fine line between friendship and something more.

After a grueling day of studying, the five friends found themselves on the crowded bus, heading home. The exhaustion weighed heavily on them, their eyelids drooping with fatigue. (Y/n), feeling particularly drained, rested her head on the shoulder of one of her friends. It happened to be Munjung, who was sitting next to her. He noticed her weary state and gently adjusted his position, allowing her to find a comfortable spot on his shoulder.

As the bus rumbled along the familiar route, (Y/n) succumbed to the lull of the motion, her breathing evening out as she slipped into a deep slumber. Munjung, careful not to disturb her, sat still, his gaze alternating between the passing scenery and the peaceful expression on her face. The other friends exchanged knowing glances, understanding the unspoken significance of this simple gesture.

Munjung, with (Y/n) leaning on him, felt a mix of emotions swirling within him – warmth, contentment, and a touch of longing. He dared not move, cherishing the rare intimacy of the moment. The rhythmic hum of the bus and the gentle rise and fall of (Y/n)'s breath created a serene atmosphere, encapsulating them in a bubble of tranquility amidst the busyness of the city.

The bus ride continued, the soft glow of the streetlights casting a gentle ambiance on their faces. In that quiet moment, the unspoken emotions within the group resonated, the uncharted territories of their hearts finding solace in the comfort of friendship. Munjung, feeling an indescribable connection, let (Y/n) rest, silently hoping that the serenity of this night would linger, even as they stepped off the bus and back into the reality of their complicated feelings.

As winter settled in, the library became a refuge for (Y/n) and her friends, a sanctuary of knowledge amidst the chilly air outside. One day, as they delved into their studies, (Y/n) felt the winter cold seeping through the library windows, sending shivers down her spine. Gunwook, always perceptive, noticed her discomfort and wordlessly offered her his jacket.

Grateful for his gesture, (Y/n) draped the jacket around her shoulders, feeling the warmth envelop her like a protective cocoon. Despite the added layer, the library's chill persisted, prompting her to unconsciously inch closer to Gunwook. She nestled beside him, seeking the natural warmth he exuded. Gunwook, understanding her need for comfort, didn't flinch. Instead, he adjusted his position slightly, allowing her to get closer.

As they continued to study, the distance between them diminished further, the shared body heat providing a welcome respite from the winter cold. Gunwook, feeling (Y/n)'s presence beside him, found himself both surprised and comforted by her proximity. They exchanged occasional glances, their eyes meeting in silent understanding, acknowledging the unspoken connection that seemed to intensify in the midst of the winter chill.

In that quiet corner of the library, amidst the hushed whispers of turning pages and the faint hum of the heating system, (Y/n) and Gunwook found solace in each other's presence. The winter outside might have been cold and unforgiving, but within the warmth they shared, there was an undeniable intimacy, a budding affection that seemed to blossom like a winter flower, unexpected yet beautiful, reminding them that even in the coldest of seasons, the heart could find its way to warmth.

"I just can't seem to grasp this concept," she admitted, her breath visible in the chilled air as she pointed at a particularly challenging section of her assignment. Gunwook, his voice soft but confident, replied, "Let me help you with that. See, if you approach it from this angle..." His words were patient and reassuring, guiding her through the complexities of the topic. (Y/n) listened intently, her eyes lighting up with understanding as he explained the intricacies of the assignment. At that moment, their closeness wasn't just physical; it was intellectual, a shared pursuit of knowledge that bridged the gap between them. The library, once a silent witness to their friendship, now held the echoes of their collaborative effort, the unspoken warmth of their connection making the winter's chill seem a world away.

With just about a week until Christmas, the air was filled with a festive buzz, but (Y/n) found herself sitting alone in a park in their neighborhood, the twinkling lights from distant houses casting a soft glow on the snow-covered ground. Lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice Leejung approaching until he spoke. His concerned voice cut through her reverie, and she looked up, her eyes reflecting a sadness that seemed out of place amidst the holiday cheer. "What are you doing here? It's late," he asked, his voice carrying a mix of worry and genuine care.

(Y/n) sighed, her breath visible in the chilly night air, and replied, "I just needed some time alone. The holidays can be overwhelming, you know?" Leejung nodded in understanding, taking a seat beside her. He offered a small smile, trying to bring some comfort to her troubled heart. "You don't have to face it all alone, you know. We're here for you, always," he said gently, his words carrying the weight of their shared history and unspoken emotions. In that moment, the park, usually a place of play and laughter, became a sanctuary of understanding and support, a testament to the depth of their friendship. As they sat there together, the quiet night enveloped them, offering solace amidst the holiday chaos, reminding (Y/n) that even in her moments of solitude, she was never truly alone.

As (Y/n) confided in Leejung about the recent argument with her parents, her voice trembled slightly in the cold night air. "I don't know, Leejung," she said, her tone heavy with uncertainty. "I just mentioned that I've been feeling conflicted about my sexuality, like I might be asexual or demisexual, and they didn't understand. It turned into this big argument, and I feel like they don't accept me for who I am."

Leejung's expression softened with empathy, and he reached out, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "I'm really sorry to hear that you're going through this, (Y/n). Remember, your identity is valid, and you have every right to explore and understand it at your own pace. Your true friends will always accept and support you, no matter what." His words carried a warmth that cut through the cold, offering (Y/n) a glimmer of hope in that vulnerable moment. 

In that instant, amidst the darkness of the night, (Y/n) felt a deep sense of gratitude for Leejung's understanding and acceptance. It was a reminder that even in the face of familial misunderstandings, she had friends like him who stood by her side, providing the strength and support she needed to navigate the complexities of her identity. The park, once a place of solace, became a sanctuary of acceptance and friendship, where (Y/n) found comfort in Leejung's unwavering support, reminding her that she was never alone in her journey of self-discovery.

On the 26th of December, the air was filled with a sense of tradition as (Y/n)'s family and Yunseo's family gathered for their annual dinner, a cherished tradition that had endured for 14 years. Normally, the atmosphere was filled with laughter, warm hugs, and the clinking of glasses, but this year, something felt different. Yunseo, perceptive as always, noticed the tension hanging in the air between (Y/n) and her parents.

Throughout the evening, he observed the subtle exchanges – the forced smiles, the strained small talk – and sensed the unspoken emotions that lingered beneath the surface. As he sat across the table from (Y/n), he caught her gaze, her eyes reflecting a mixture of sadness and frustration. It was in that moment that Yunseo realized something significant had transpired, something that had cast a shadow over their usually joyous gathering.

During a lull in the conversation, Yunseo discreetly reached out, placing a reassuring hand on (Y/n)'s, offering her a comforting smile. He understood the weight of family expectations and the complexities of acceptance, and his gesture conveyed a silent message: "I'm here for you." (Y/n) squeezed his hand in gratitude, finding solace in his unwavering support.

In the midst of the holiday cheer and the familiar traditions, Yunseo and (Y/n) shared a silent bond, a reminder that even in the face of familial challenges, their friendship remained a constant source of strength. The dinner might have been marked by tension, but the unspoken solidarity between Yunseo and (Y/n) served as a beacon of reassurance, reminding them both that they were not alone in their struggles, that their chosen family was just as important, if not more so, than their blood ties.

In the quiet hours of the night, the dim light from a bedside lamp cast a soft glow on the faces of Yunseo and (Y/n) as they lay side by side during their mandatory sleepover. Despite the familiarity of the tradition, a palpable tension lingered between them, mirroring the unease from the earlier dinner.

Unable to shake off the thoughts that had troubled him, Yunseo hesitated for a moment before breaking the silence. "Are you awake?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper, the weight of unspoken concerns evident in his tone. To his relief, (Y/n) responded softly, "Yes," her voice carrying a mixture of weariness and vulnerability.

(Y/n) then began to recount the argument she had with her parents, her words hanging heavy in the air. She described the pain of not being understood, the frustration of feeling judged for her identity, and the longing for acceptance. Yunseo listened attentively, his eyes reflecting empathy, and he reached out to gently squeeze (Y/n)'s hand in a gesture of solidarity.

As (Y/n) spoke, the room seemed to shrink, enveloping them in a bubble of shared confidence. In that vulnerable moment, (Y/n) found solace in the simple act of opening up to her friend, and Yunseo, in turn, felt honored to be entrusted with her innermost thoughts. The quiet intimacy of the night became a space of mutual understanding, a sanctuary where their friendship deepened amidst the challenges they faced.

As they continued to talk, the darkness outside slowly gave way to the soft light of dawn, marking the passage of time. In the hushed hours of the early morning, (Y/n) and Yunseo found strength in each other's presence, their bond resilient in the face of adversity. The tradition of their sleepovers, once a lighthearted ritual, had now become a testament to the unwavering support they offered each other, a reminder that even in the darkest of nights, their friendship remained a beacon of light.

In the quiet stillness of the early morning, as the weight of their conversation lingered in the air, (Y/n) sleepily whispered, her voice barely audible, "I missed being with you like this." Her words hung in the darkness, carrying a depth of emotion that echoed the unspoken bond between them. In response, Yunseo tightened his embrace, pulling her closer, and enveloping her in a comforting hug.

The room, once filled with tension, was now suffused with an unspoken understanding. In the intimacy of that moment, as they cuddled together, (Y/n) found solace in Yunseo's presence, a familiar warmth that chased away the remnants of her worries. Yunseo, too, cherished the closeness, his heart swelling with affection for his friend.

In the quietude of the dawn, they found comfort in each other's arms, their shared vulnerability forging an even stronger connection between them. It was a moment of raw honesty, a genuine expression of their deep friendship, and amidst the darkness, they discovered a profound lightness in each other's company. Wrapped in the warmth of their embrace, they drifted into a peaceful slumber, their intertwined hearts finding solace in the silent language of their unbreakable bond.

On New Year's Eve, the high school was adorned with twinkling lights and an air of anticipation as the small party commenced. The five friends, (Y/n), Munjung, Yunseo, Leejung, and Gunwook, mingled amidst the festivities. As the clock neared midnight, an unspoken tension hung in the air. Each of the four boys harbored a secret wish - to be the one standing beside (Y/n) when the clock struck twelve, to seize that moment to confess their feelings.

In the final minutes of the year, Munjung, with hopeful eyes, Yunseo, with a gentle smile, Leejung, with a quiet determination, and Gunwook, with a heart full of courage, all vied for (Y/n)'s attention, trying to create the perfect moment to draw her close. As the seconds ticked away, they exchanged quick glances, their expressions a mixture of hope and apprehension. Who would be the one to share that magical moment with (Y/n)?

In the final moments before the clock struck 12, (Y/n) was on a mission. With excitement gleaming in her eyes, she ran around the room, collecting her four closest friends. Amidst laughter and protests, she managed to gather all of them, her determination infectious.

Dragging them along, she led the way outside, where the night sky was about to burst into a kaleidoscope of colors. The anticipation in the air was palpable as they huddled close, watching in awe as the first firework lit up the sky. Their eyes widened in wonder, the vibrant hues reflected in their faces, illuminating the shared joy and camaraderie between them.

Under the dazzling display of fireworks, none of the four boys got the alone time they had secretly yearned for, but in that moment, it didn't matter. The magic of the new year was woven into the shared laughter, the exchanged glances, and the warmth of their friendship. Their unspoken wishes may not have been granted, but they had something just as precious - a magical New Year's Eve with their best friends and the girl of their dreams.

As the last firework exploded, painting the sky with a brilliant finale, they exchanged smiles, realizing that what they had was worth more than any fleeting moment of romance. In that moment, they embraced the new year with open hearts, knowing that their friendship was a treasure that would continue to light up their lives, making every moment together truly magical.

Feeling torn and unable to confide in the four boys without risking their friendships, (Y/n) sought solace in her friend Lily. Sitting in a cozy corner of their favorite cafe, (Y/n) hesitated before opening up about her complicated feelings. Lily, always a patient listener, encouraged (Y/n) to share her thoughts.

As (Y/n) poured out her emotions, Lily listened with empathy, offering a compassionate ear without judgment. "It's a tough situation, (Y/n)," Lily said gently, her eyes reflecting understanding. "It sounds like you value your friendships a lot, and you're worried about jeopardizing them by confessing your feelings. It might be helpful to take some time to understand your own emotions first. Try imagining how a relationship would be with each of them, see if it could be what you want, and if one of them seems like a better fit."

Deep in thought, (Y/n) considered Lily's words. It dawned on her that she needed to explore her own feelings and priorities before making any decisions. Lily's guidance helped (Y/n) see that it was essential to be true to herself, even if it meant facing difficult choices.

Taking Lily's advice to heart, (Y/n) spent thoughtful moments visualizing what a romantic relationship might look like with each of her four friends. As she explored these mental scenarios, she found herself thinking of Munjung first.

In her imagination, she saw herself and Munjung sharing quiet evenings at their favorite coffee shop, laughing over shared jokes and talking about their dreams and fears. She pictured them going on long walks, their hands brushing against each other as they strolled, lost in deep conversations. In these daydreams, she felt a sense of ease and comfort, as if they were two pieces of a puzzle finally fitting together.

This visualization process allowed (Y/n) to explore her emotions more deeply. With Munjung, she sensed a profound emotional connection, a bond that went beyond friendship. His genuine kindness and unwavering support resonated with her, making her heart skip a beat whenever she thought about him in a romantic context.

Feeling a newfound clarity, (Y/n) realized that her feelings for Munjung ran deeper than she had initially acknowledged. Armed with this understanding, she decided to approach the situation with honesty and open-mindedness. The journey of self-discovery had given her the confidence to confront her feelings and, perhaps, explore the possibility of a romantic relationship with Munjung, guided by the genuine friendship they shared.

Continuing her introspective journey, (Y/n) shifted her focus to Yunseo, her dear friend who had always been a source of unwavering support and understanding. As she delved into her imagination, she envisioned a relationship with Yunseo, picturing moments filled with laughter, shared dreams, and endless encouragement.

In her mind's eye, she saw them exploring the world together, visiting art galleries and museums, their eyes lighting up with a shared appreciation for creativity. She imagined Yunseo patiently helping her with her studies, his calm and encouraging presence making every challenge seem surmountable. She envisioned them cooking together, experimenting with new recipes, and finding joy in the simplest of moments.

In these daydreams, (Y/n) felt a sense of emotional security and companionship that resonated deeply with her. Yunseo's gentle nature and genuine care created a nurturing environment in her fantasies, one where she felt truly cherished and understood.

This visualization process, much like with Munjung, provided (Y/n) with valuable insights. She recognized the depth of her affection for Yunseo, realizing that he was not just a friend but someone she could potentially build a romantic connection with. As she contemplated these feelings, she felt a mix of excitement and nervousness, understanding that exploring a romantic relationship with Yunseo could lead to a beautiful, fulfilling partnership grounded in mutual respect and deep friendship. Armed with this newfound awareness, (Y/n) resolved to approach their relationship with honesty and openness, recognizing the potential for something truly special between them.

With her heart open to exploration, (Y/n) shifted her thoughts to envision a romantic relationship with Leejung, her steadfast and caring friend. In her mind's eye, she pictured moments of shared adventure and quiet understanding.

In her daydreams, (Y/n) and Leejung were seen exploring nature together, hiking through lush forests and marveling at the beauty of the natural world. She imagined him patiently teaching her how to play his favorite musical instrument, their laughter filling the room as they made music together. She visualized cozy evenings spent reading books, their interests aligning in perfect harmony.

In these imagined scenarios, (Y/n) felt a sense of tranquility and emotional connection. Leejung's calming presence and genuine kindness created a space where she felt completely at ease, and cherished for who she was. She saw in him a partner who valued her passions and encouraged her dreams, making her believe in herself even more.

These vivid daydreams revealed to (Y/n) the depth of her feelings for Leejung. She realized that he was not just a friend but someone with whom she could build a life filled with love, companionship, and mutual respect. As these thoughts settled within her, she felt a mixture of warmth and anticipation, acknowledging the possibility of a beautiful romantic relationship with Leejung. With her heart brimming with newfound understanding, (Y/n) felt ready to explore the uncharted territories of love, guided by the genuine affection she held for her caring friend.

(Y/n) closed her eyes and allowed her thoughts to drift to Gunwook, her dependable friend who had always been there for her, especially during challenging times. In her daydreams, she envisioned a relationship with him that was filled with laughter, understanding, and unwavering support.

In her imagination, she saw them attending movie marathons together, sharing endless bags of popcorn and trading inside jokes. She pictured Gunwook helping her with her studies, his patient explanations and encouraging words giving her the confidence to tackle even the most difficult subjects. She visualized cozy evenings spent stargazing, their conversations meandering from the mysteries of the universe to their dreams and aspirations.

In these imaginary scenarios, (Y/n) felt a profound sense of emotional security and joy. Gunwook's infectious laughter and genuine kindness created an atmosphere where she felt truly cherished and appreciated for who she was. She saw in him a partner who not only made her laugh but also understood the depths of her soul, someone who stood by her side through thick and thin.

As these daydreams played out in her mind, (Y/n) realized the depth of her affection for Gunwook. His friendship had blossomed into something deeper, something that made her heart flutter with happiness. Acknowledging these feelings, she felt a sense of contentment and excitement, understanding that her connection with Gunwook held the potential for a beautiful and fulfilling romantic relationship.

Armed with these vivid realizations, (Y/n) approached the new chapter in her life with a newfound clarity. Each of her friends held a special place in her heart, and the complexity of her feelings, while daunting, was also a testament to the depth of the connections she shared with them. With a heart full of love and understanding, (Y/n) was ready to navigate the uncharted waters of romance, trusting in the genuine bonds she had with Munjung, Yunseo, Leejung, and Gunwook to guide her toward a future filled with happiness and love.

The sun streamed in through the windows of Leejung's cozy living room, casting a warm glow on the group of friends huddled together, their textbooks and notes spread out before them. The atmosphere was charged with focus as they prepared for the upcoming exam, their determination evident in their expressions. 

​​During a momentary pause in their studying, (Y/n) looked up from her notes, her eyes reflecting the uncertainty swirling within her. With a deep breath, she asked the question that had been weighing on her mind, "What would you do if you had feelings for more than one person at the same time?" Her voice was steady, yet beneath the surface, there was a vulnerability, a silent plea for guidance. She searched their faces, her friends, for insights, understanding that their responses could shed light on the intricate emotions she was grappling with. 

The room fell into a thoughtful silence as the boys exchanged glances, clearly recognizing the weight of the question. Munjung, Yunseo, Leejung, and Gunwook shared a brief moment of contemplation before Munjung, always thoughtful and articulate, spoke up first. "I think honesty is crucial," he said, his voice steady. "If you find yourself having feelings for more than one person, it's important to be open about it. Communication can help navigate these emotions and ensure that no one is hurt in the process."

Yunseo nodded in agreement, his eyes reflecting understanding. "Absolutely," he added. "Being honest with everyone involved, including yourself, allows for a clearer understanding of your own feelings and helps in making decisions that are respectful to everyone involved."

Leejung, usually quiet but perceptive, chimed in, "Understanding what you truly want and valuing the friendship you share with each person is vital. It's not just about your feelings but also about how your choices might affect the people around you. Respect and consideration should guide your actions."

Gunwook, always the thoughtful listener, finally spoke, his words carrying a depth of wisdom. "Feelings are complex and can't always be controlled," he said. "But being responsible for those feelings is within our power. It's about handling them with care, respecting the boundaries of friendship, and being aware of the impact our choices might have on others."

(Y/n) listened to their responses, her heart swelling with gratitude for the genuine friendships and the maturity they displayed. Their words provided her with valuable insights, reminding her of the importance of open communication, self-reflection, and, above all, respect for the emotions of everyone involved. As they resumed their studies, (Y/n) felt a newfound sense of clarity, armed with the wisdom of her friends as she navigated the complexities of her own heart.

Sensing the subtle worry in (Y/n)'s eyes after their conversation, Gunwook, ever perceptive and lighthearted, decided to break the tension. With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he suddenly stood up, music playing in his mind, and started dancing wildly around the room. His movements were carefree, his laughter infectious, as he spun and twirled, encouraging everyone to join in. His spontaneous dance transformed the atmosphere, filling the room with laughter and easing the weight of their earlier conversation. (Y/n) couldn't help but smile, her worries momentarily forgotten as she joined in the fun, grateful for Gunwook's ability to bring joy into any situation.

Gunwook's impromptu dance party worked like magic, dispelling the lingering tension in the room. With smiles on their faces and laughter in the air, the group of friends decided to call it a day for studying. They gathered around, each claiming a comfortable spot in Leejung's living room, ready for the much-anticipated movie night. 

As they settled in, popcorn in hand and blankets draped over their laps, (Y/n) felt a sense of gratitude for her friends. Their ability to balance serious conversations with lighthearted moments was a testament to the strength of their friendship. The movie began, and for the next few hours, they lost themselves in the story unfolding on the screen, their laughter and occasional gasps creating a soundtrack of camaraderie. In that moment, all worries and uncertainties faded away, replaced by the simple joy of being surrounded by people who cared. The movie night became a cherished memory, a reminder of the power of friendship to uplift the spirits and bring solace in the midst of life's complexities.

With her hands wrapped around her warm cup, (Y/n) took a deep breath, her gaze meeting Lily's eyes with newfound determination. The cafe buzzed softly around them, but in that moment, there was a quiet intensity in (Y/n)'s voice as she said, "I actually think I know who to choose."

Lily's expression shifted from curiosity to supportive anticipation. She reached out, her hand gently covering (Y/n)'s, offering silent encouragement. "Who?" Lily asked, her voice soft and reassuring.

A small, genuine smile played on (Y/n)'s lips as she replied, "I choose to follow my heart, Lily. I choose love, and I choose (insert your choice)." Her words hung in the air, filled with certainty and a sense of peace.

In that instant, the weight of her decision seemed to lift, replaced by a profound sense of conviction. The choice was made, and (Y/n) felt a mix of excitement and calm settle within her. With Lily by her side, supporting her every step of the way, she felt ready to embrace this new chapter, guided by the authenticity of her feelings and the strength of her friendships.

With a heartfelt honesty in her voice, (Y/n) continued, "I don't know if this will last forever but what really matters is that I know I'll be happy with him right now." Her words resonated with a sense of present-moment contentment, embracing the idea that love, in its truest form, could be found in the joy of the present, in the happiness they could share together in this very moment. Lily smiled warmly, understanding the depth of (Y/n)'s feelings and her courage to embrace the beauty of the now, appreciating the love they had without worrying too much about the uncertainties of the future. In that cafe, amidst the soft hum of conversation and the aroma of coffee, (Y/n) found peace in her decision, ready to embark on this journey with (insert boy of your choice), guided by the simple yet profound truth that happiness was, indeed, worth the risk.

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➷´ˎ˗lee jeonghyeon

pairing ´ˎ˗ nonidol!lee jeonghyeon x fem! reader

warnings ´ˎ˗ mentions of cougar (?), pic of food/ a meal

genre ´ˎ˗ I firmly believe this is comedy but romance (fluff) too i guess highschool au!!

synopsis ´ˎ˗ Y/n goes to the cafe across teh street of her school every lunch, sometimes with her friends, mostly without. The students of her school haven't seemed to discover it, which is why she's shocked to see a group of boys in the same uniform.

notes ´ˎ˗ i used idols name in 2 of my characters but this doesn't mean im using the actual idol<3

notes too ´ˎ˗ i think this is gonna be half smau half written ngl

1 ➳˚ ༘♡ who (?) you (!)

ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴘᴀʀᴛ : ʏ/ɴ ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ᴘᴏᴠ

You were doing what you did every school day, breaking out of school to have some lunch. Since there were guards at every gate, you'd always go through the back, it wasn't that dangerous though, since you were breaking from the window of the first floor. You arrived in front of the classroom you always used to break out during lunch, the science lab, althought something was off, the window was left open. You figured this was normal since of course, it was science laboratory and a lot experiments were done here. You climbed out of the window and wore your long jacket, not super long though, it was above your knees but below your torso, and it was mainly to hide your uniform even if it didnt completely cover it. You crossed the street to your favorite cafe and swung the door open, there you were greeted by the employees, they knew you well since you went there often. You then went to the counter to get your order

"Y/n your back!!" one of the employees, or Miyeon said

"Yesss, sorry if I was late, my teacher made us stay until we finished our essay."

"Here's your food, same as usual" Miyeon smiled as you gave her the payment

You were about to go to a table until another employee, Dahyun, whispered something "Heyyy, you know how you said it's uncommon for people from your school to come here? Well there's actually a group of boys here who I think are wearing a similar uniform"

You looked behind you, you looked for only about a second but immediately recognized one of the faces 'Jeonghyeon? that really hot guy from the other class? I didn't think he'd go here' you thought

You shook your head and looked back at the two "I know one of them, they're from the same year as me"

"Okay but they are cute though" Miyeon said

"Miyeon! theyre probably way younger than you" Dahyun said to her "Y/n go eat you food! it might get cold"

You nodded as you went to sit at a table with two chairs by the window.

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꒰ 𝐘𝐎𝐔-𝐑 𝐋-𝐈-𝐏-𝐒 ꒱ 유승언

summary : you had to meet your mother for lunch, and your boyfriend just wanted a kiss before you left

genre : fluff, seungeon x afab!reader tws : kissing author notes : something short while i work on requests word count : 0.4k

you giggled, pushing the man back by the nape of his neck. this was the umpteenth time he’d pressed his lips to yours—and as much as you loved him, you really had to go and meet your mother for lunch.

“c’mon! just one more?” he was still awfully close to your face, arms wrapped around your waist as you sat against his lap; protesting after he’d pulled you down on him a couple of minutes ago now. “please?”

he’d been running his hands along your side, wrinkling the flowery sundress you had put on after showering. he could smell your sweet perfume, intoxicating him with every breath, and when you leaned down to hug him, he was taken aback by your sight. he knew you were beautiful—gorgeous, even—but he had never gotten used to it, if he was honest.

and, in reality, how could you deny him when he pleaded with such sparkly eyes?

but, that’s exactly how you found yourself in this situation; your weak will when it came to seungeon and his affection for you.

“it’ll be two hours max,” he cut you off again, kissing you quiet. you huffed against him, partially annoyed, and partially because your breath hadn’t even come back from the last time. “seungeon, please she’s gonna get worried.”

“tell her sunshine-candy-grass—“

“what’d you just fucking call me?” you laughed out, he looked at you so innocently, and it made you caress his cheek gently. “you and your stupid nicknames for people, baby.”

he smiled so widely—so cockily—it made your eyes roll, but his hands were then on your cheeks, gently pulling you once again to connect your (starting to swell) lips. at this point, you’d have to blame it on your lip gloss, and not admit that it was your boyfriends unrelenting desire to not let you leave.

you used the opportunity of his hands not around you to plant your feet back on the ground, using his shoulders as leverage to get away. he groaned when you pulled back, disconnecting your lips for hopefully the last time this hour.

you stood in front of him—far enough away so that history wouldn’t repeat itself—running your hand through his hair as he pouted up at you.

“i love you baby, i’ll be back soon.”

he knew you would, but that didn’t stop him from getting up to join your standing position.

he was relatively taller than you, staring down into your eyes with that cute-fucking-smile that he knew would make you fold.

seungeon’s hands were back on your cheeks, and as if you couldn’t guess where it was going he asked. “just one more?” before leaning in to, once again, acquaint your lips.

if only you could escape your boyfriend for a couple of seconds you’d then have texted your mom and tell her you were running late.

but you weren’t all too upset about it.

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soft dom leejeong 🥺

Okay love!! I put smut and fluff bcs why not!! Hope you like it ! Oh and my inbox is always open!! 🎀🤍

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🫧 him buying your fav boba just because he loves to see you smile <3

🫧him putting his hand above your head when you get in the car so you don’t hurt yourself

🫧 him opening/holding all doors for you because such a pretty little thing shouldn’t have to lift a finger for themselves

🫧 him always paying no mater how hard you try and saying to you “let me spoil you princess.”

🫧 if he’s in a store and sees something that he thinks you’d like he would definitely buy it, maybe have you model it for him!!

🫧 him carrying you when you wear heals because he doesn’t want your pretty feet hurting!

🫧 lijeong buying your parents gifts as his token of appreciation for letting him court you!

🫧 always calling you pet names is so 😖

🎀 “princess”, “baby”, “cutie”, “baby girl” 🎀

✨✨✨✨smut under cut

🫧 lijeong making sure you cum many times to make sure your satisfied with your sex life

🫧loves putting you in missionary because he loves seeing your pretty face while you fall apart for him! You just look so pretty!

🫧 revel in the fact that you look so pretty when you cry underneath him! You just look so adorable and it pushes him to want to keep you in that state a bit longer!

🫧 him allowing you to be a pillow princess 👑 because he doesn’t mind doing most of the work! All that matters is that you’re happy

🫧 him telling you “you can give me one more” while overstimulating you

🫧 him praising you during sex “good girl” or “your doing great baby, just like that.”

🫧Him checking on you periodically to make sure his princess is okay

🫧 when your to shy to ask him for help he can usually already tell but he likes it when you ask him for help, it just makes him feel like he’s great at what he does in the bedroom!!

🫧 him pushing you over the edge because he knows that your capable of taking what he gives you

🫧 loves hearing you moan because it reminds him that he’s the only one able to get you like that