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hueseok · 5 years ago

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loveship.

all your life, jeongguk has always been and only been your best friend. though that is until you started dating him and things just can’t be better than it is. but shifting from being just friends and being a couple isn’t as easy as it seems, especially when a certain ex just keeps on reminding you your insecurities about finally being jeongguk’s girlfriend.

pairing: jeongguk x reader

word count: 8.4k

rating: PG-15

warning/s: swearing | verbal bullying | making out scene | talks explicitly about sex

“Are you jealous?”

The question comes out of Jeongguk’s lips with a smirk, the tiny dimples on the sides of his mouth just naturally exposing themselves before his obviously smug and teasing smirk transforms into a grin and I narrow my eyes at him, scoffing and leaning back.

We were by the bleachers, sharing a plate that had two egg sandwiches I bought on the way here knowing Jeongguk was just about to finish with soccer practice. He was still wearing the clothes he left with, since before heading to the changing rooms when they were done with the usual drills and routines, he made sure to go to me first which led his hungry ass to see that I brought him mini breakfast—thus, here we were, facing each other, the paper plate in the middle of us with two juice boxes placed on the higher row beside us.

“What?” I act as if I’m about to throw my half-eaten sandwich towards him. “Jealous? Me? Do you think I get jealous? Why would I get jealous?”

Jeongguk raises an eyebrow. “So, it’s totally okay if I go meet Dasom again later?”

“Why do you need to meet Dasom again? You already talked for like two hours last time.”

“I told you, she’s doing a thesis about student athletes in the university. And she said that there’s still questions that she hasn’t asked, so.” He shrugs.

“What? After two hours she still wasn’t done? How many questions are there?”

“You say you don’t get jealous.”

“This is not being jealous,” I correct and that only makes him find the whole situation funnier judging by the way he was still grinning at me. “This is checking if it’s legit or like she only wants to see you again.”

“It’s just for the qualitative research, babe. It’s not what you’re thinking of.”

I take a deep breath, really hating this feeling inside my chest that I can’t ignore. It was so ridiculous and so petty and the exact thing I hated seeing from Jeongguk’s girlfriends in the past—and yet look at me now, being the same as them when they were in my place.

“Okay,” I say, trying to think more rationally now. “I’m sorry. I just—I don’t know. I just don’t understand why she couldn’t have wrapped it up last time.” I murmur the last part.

Jeongguk raises an eyebrow at that before placing his sandwich down and lightly nudging my foot that was hanging down with his own. “Hey, do you honestly feel threatened by her?”

The accusation makes me blush. “No.”

“You really shouldn’t. She’s not even remotely interesting. The time we spent was so boring I wanted to leave already.”

I chuckle halfheartedly, reaching for and sipping on my juice box. “Really?”

“Yup,” he says. “And besides, why would I want her if I already have an amazing girlfriend like you?”

I almost spit my drink at that—not because I found it extremely pleasing to hear (I still did but that’s not the point), but because I’ve always been used to how whenever Jeongguk showers me with compliments, there’s almost always a catch afterwards, like something he wants me to do for him and that’s why he was trying to get on my good side. But of course, for the past three months of us being more than best friends, Jeongguk’s been surprisingly so… you could say ‘active’ when it came to saying good things about me. And it always either ends with me being flustered or me laughing like he was telling a funny joke.

“I really have to get used to that,” I say through a playful groan just as I erupt in laughter.

He pouts at me. “You should. It sucks that every time I say something sweet, you laugh at me.”

“I don’t laugh all the time.”

“Yes, you do.”

“I don’t.” I try to maintain a straight face now. “And even when I do, it’s not because I’m laughing at the gesture. It’s just strange sometimes, but I like it. I like when you’re being cheesy with me.” I focus more on my sandwich to avoid looking at his eyes.

But I could still see Jeongguk staring at me and with a hold of both of my wrists, he forces me to bring my sandwich down on the plate, instead pulling me as he too scoots closer.

“What are you doing?” I look weirdly at him.

“I want to give you a kiss.”

I don’t do a good job in preventing myself from smiling, so I just try scanning around the area to see if anyone was too close to see us.

“Yah, we’re in public.”

“I know, it’ll be quick—come on.” He’s already puckering his lips that makes a very unlike me giggle come out of my mouth, and before I could tease him even more by purposely declining, he already kisses me briefly, smiling proudly and giving me one more kiss, now lasting a few seconds longer.

Out of all the things my mind had to adjust once we stepped out of the line of being purely platonic, kissing Jeongguk was that one thing I easily got a hang of. There was just something so irresistible about it and comforting that puts me into ease whenever we did it. Like no matter how he decides to kiss me or how I try to kiss him, there’s just no way we could mess it up. It was always going to end on a good note and make this fuzzy feeling inside my chest burst.

“Hey, no making out by the bleachers!” A familiar voice brings the two of us to pull away and I see Yugyeom standing at the bottom of the stand, obviously just finished showering and changing into regular clothes.

“Hey, Yugyeom,” I chuckle as I lean back, Jeongguk doing the same with a sigh.

Yugyeom smiles at me, mischievousness still left in his eyes. “Hey, ____. How are you?”

“Good. You?”

“Fine as always. I’ve been trying to find Jeongguk in the locker room; I should have figured he was with you.” He then turns to Jeongguk, throwing something in the air that I couldn’t see clearly because of how quick it landed on Jeongguk’s palms. “Return it with no scratches, alright? Or else we’re both dead.”

“I won’t. Thanks, man.”

“Yeah, no problem.”

Yugyeom salutes with two fingers as farewell and waves at me too, leaving us alone then. I automatically flick my gaze to Jeongguk, and he dangles the key given to him, a fond smile on his face. But I noticed that it wasn’t just any key, it was actually a car key.

“You borrowed Yugyeom’s car?” I ask.

Jeongguk nods, handing it to me. “Well, it’s not really his car, but his uncle’s. He runs a car renting place and I managed to rent a minivan for a big discount. Can you keep it for me until after I take a shower? I’ll take it right after.”

“Why did you borrow a car?”

“For our date this weekend.”

“What?”

“You know, the drive-in I was talking about. Obviously, we can’t go there without a car, ____.”

“Jeongguk, I literally have no idea what you’re talking about.”

He raises his eyebrows. “Wait, are you serious?”

I laugh at his genuinely confused face, nodding, curious now on what he was possibly trying to say.

“Did I just forget to ask you out?”

“I think you did.” I snort.

“Fuck.” He’s the one laughing right now, utter disbelief evident in his expression. “I really did, huh? But are you free this weekend? I hope you are. No orchestra practice whatsoever?”

“Yeah, none.”

“Oh, thank god.” He’s still laughing, picking up the last bites of his sandwich as he officially hands the key to me. “Anyways, can we go? It’s a drive-in cinema, and they’re going to play some classics like the Titanic.”

I put the key inside the pocket of my hoodie, grabbing my unfinished sandwich as well. “Sure. Let’s go on a date. I’ll buy the snacks since I assume you’re buying the tickets.”

“Oh, no, no, I’m paying for all of it.”

“But that’s—”

“Ah, no complaints. Just let me do it, okay?” He grins, finally finishing his food and getting his juice box, taking a drink. “Let me spoil you once in a while. It’s been a long time too anyway since I took you out.”

“We’re broke college kids, baby. I understand.” I chuckle.

“Yeah, but I have my allowance as a varsity, so I get to save money once in a while. And it’s not like I’m taking you to a cruise or whatever. So, just let me handle this, okay?” he says again.

I smile, wondering how on earth was he this sweet when he was literally the most annoying pain in the ass a few months back. “Sure. But when we go out again, let me treat you too, okay?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

I roll my eyes and finish my sandwich too, Jeongguk standing up while I outstretch my hand to him, a way of asking him to pull me up too. He easily does so, the used plate and empty juice boxes being brought along us as we march to the changing room, Jeongguk then holding me close by his side with an arm around my shoulder.

***

“Woah, woah, woah,” Sejeong exaggeratedly waves her hands in the air, a nail file being held by one of them since she was doing her nails on the floor while I was still on my bed, watching her from my position there. “He’s going to take you to a drive-in cinema? Seriously?”

I nod. “Yup. I honestly didn’t think those still existed, by the way.”

“But wait.” She still looks shocked and in deep thought that I doubt she heard what I just said right now. “Jeongguk’s taking you into a drive-in? Really? Damn, he needs to rethink his choices if he’s convinced that he’s going to get a home run with you at that place.”

“Huh?” I scrunch my forehead. “Home run? Do you mean sexually or—”

“I’m obviously not talking about the game, ____.” She goes back to what she was doing, laughing. “Don’t you know that guys take girls to drive-ins because of that purpose?”

I blink rapidly. “Uh, no.”

“Really? That’s like one of the oldest methods in the book.”

“What book are we actually talking about here…”

“Wait, answer me honestly,” she starts staring at me intently, “what’s the farthest base you two have gotten.”

“Sejeong!”

“Ugh, ____! I’m trying to help and this is vital information.” She reasons but I really can’t take her seriously, not when she had a hair curler attached to her bangs and was wearing this ridiculous unicorn pajamas for bed.

Nonetheless, I attempt to answer her question with the quietest voice I can do. “Just first.”

“What?” She exclaims and I almost throw my pillow at her because of how loud she said it. “First? You two have only gone first base?” She hisses.

“Well, yeah… it just never goes past that.”

“But it’s been three months. I thought with the vibe I’ve always gotten from Jeongguk, the both of you would at least be by third base already.”

“This is so fucking awkward to talk about, you know?”

“But why?” Sejeong ignores my statement again. “Why only first? You haven’t even given him a handjob? Or haven’t he even fing—”

“Sejeong, I swear to god.” I groan at the explicitness of her words.

“I’m just genuinely curious, okay?”

I press my lips together. “I know. Honestly, it gets me wondering too sometimes, but I don’t think too much of it.”

“Does it bother you?”

I sigh, shrugging. “I’m not sure. I mean, I know he likes me, but like there’s this voice in my head that says that maybe even if he does, he still just… like he just can’t see me as um, like, lust material enough. I know it’s stupid to even like ask to be seen that way but it gets me thinking really.”

At the mention of it, my mind flashes back to that one time Jeongguk and I were making out here in mine and Sejeong’s shared room while Sejeong was still out with some friends. That time, I was almost sure that we wouldn’t just end up kissing, not when he was already hovering me and how his lips continuously moved from my neck, to my collarbones, then back to my lips. Though as soon as I did the brave move of trying to get his shirt off, like a switch suddenly flipping, Jeongguk pulls away, looking a little panicked before saying some stupid excuse that he forgot to do something like this or that. And in about five minutes, I was left there with fucking blue balls.

“Sometimes a boy’s mind is more confusing than ours,” Sejeong muses. “But maybe just talk to Jeongguk about it. Maybe he’s magically still a virgin and he's scared.”

I scoff a laugh at that one. “No way. There is no way he’s still a virgin.”

“How are you sure?”

“We’ve been friends for a long time. Believe me, I know.”

The both of us laugh.

***

I squint my eyes at Taehyung as we sit down on a vacant spot inside the coffee house, dramatically groaning and holding onto my arm which he used as something to practice for an upcoming test. Sometimes I forgot that he was a nursing student because of how I always see him in orchestra practices and not anywhere medical related, but when he asked if he could practice doing injections on me since I was ‘one of his most beloved friends’, I was quickly reminded of it.

Anyways, I obviously agreed, but with the exchange of him buying me one Caramel Macchiato in the largest size in this coffee shop we were in.

“You act like I didn’t do well,” Taehyung complains.

“To be fair, you did, but only in the last two.” I scrunch my nose. “The first two you did really hurt.”

“I’m sorry.” He chuckles sheepishly. “But thank you, _____, really. You helped me boost up my confidence a little bit for the practical exam.”

“It’s nothing. I know how important your grades to you are, so.”

“Well, for that, let me buy you your prize for being a good friend. A large Caramel Macchiato—plus! A complementary blueberry muffin.” Taehyung grins widely and starts going to the counter where there was quite a line forming.

I snort, shaking my head and getting my phone, unlocking it.

But just as I was scrolling through my social media, I notice someone through my peripheral vision standing in front of me, and when I finally decide to lift my gaze up just to see whoever it was, Seri was there with an expression that looked either smug or the default bitch face she always had.

“It’s good to see you here, ____,” she says with the fakest happy tone.

I put my phone down, smiling. “I can’t exactly say the same, Seri.”

“Of course. Does it hurt you seeing me? Knowing I had Jeongguk before you?”

“No.”

“Really?” she taunts, taking Taehyung’s seat. “Doesn’t it bother you that all you have done with Jeongguk—he did it first with me?”

Unbelievable, I thought. Was she really going to stay here just to rile me up? I didn’t even know how she knew that Jeongguk and I were dating now, since she studied in a different uni and I don’t think I’ve seen her anywhere around close too after the kiss. But maybe Jeongguk really talked sense into her this time, and that’s why she wasn’t appearing anywhere unlike in the past, though I guess she just couldn’t resist tormenting me one last time.

“Do you think I do everything in my life just to be one step higher than you?”

“Well, not really. But it seems like all the reassurances you’ve given me in the past were all bullshit. You always told me that you didn’t see Jeongguk that way—yet look where we are.”

I grit my teeth. “People change. It’s not like I stole him from you. You’ve had him for dozens of times, and still in the end you still chose to mess up his heart. It’s not my fault you’re utterly stupid.”

Seri looks like she’s about to scream at me and make a scene, but she only smiles with her mouth, her eyes saying that she was already stabbing me to death. “And you’re stupid to think Jeongguk actually likes you.”

I furrow my eyebrows at that. “What?”

“Face it, ____. He probably only started dating you now because he wanted a rebound, and you just happen to be so close at reach. You've always been following him around like a lost puppy anyways.”

“That’s not true.”

“Which one? You as a rebound or you as a lost puppy?” She grins. “He did just make a move when I appeared again, right?”

“Stop making everything about—”

“He probably just took pity on you, wanted to just give you a try for something new. Or Jeonggukie must be confused with his feelings, mistaking how being comfortable with you was him having feelings for you.”

“You don’t know anything.”

“I know enough to be aware that he can’t forget about me that easily. I’m sure you know that too.”

“Seri,” I clench my two hands into fists together under the table, my heart pounding inside my chest in pure anger, “leave. Just leave.”

She smirks. “Hurts to hear the truth, doesn’t it? But come on, you should be thankful I’m giving you free advice, ____. It’s okay to get out of your fantasies once in a while. Maybe it’ll finally make you realize that Jeongguk would never really settle for someone like you.”

Seri laughs, standing up then and finally leaving me there on the table, going out of the café to meet with her friends who were watching right outside, now sending me mocking looks as they too laugh. I feel my insides burn with rage and I know I’m so close to crying because of it, all the emotions I’m feeling at the moment threatening to spill that I abruptly stand up, passing by Taehyung quickly who was already the one ordering to say that I’m going to the restroom for a sec and that he should just make his order a takeout, rushing then to the place I said I’ll be just as the tears I’ve been trying to hold back just wash down.

Jeongguk always used to tease me for being a crybaby since I do tend to cry over small petty things, no matter how much I try suppressing it all in. But this right here, the reason why I’m being a sobbing mess right now, wasn’t exactly just a small thing. It seemed like all my insecurities so far with my relationship with him were thrown harshly to me by Seri’s cursed mouth. It’s like she got a good read of my head first then decided to write down all the insults that could tick me off before saying that to me earlier. She acted like the personification of my inner dark thoughts.

Buzzz!

I go get a tissue and wipe my runny nose, sniffling and recklessly throwing it in the trash can afterwards, grabbing my phone inside my pocket then.

From [choco boy guk ♡]: are you still with tae? i want to see you rn I kinda have a surprise for u hurry pls ㅠㅠ

I feel like crying harder but I restrain myself, a few more tears managing to come out nonetheless.

To [choco boy guk ♡]: What’s the surprise?? might be back at the dorm in forty minutes or so

From [choco boy guk ♡]: that’s too long can i just meet you there?

To [choco boy guk ♡]: nooo let’s just meet by the dorm

From [choco boy guk ♡]: okay ^^

I keep my phone and sigh, looking at myself in the mirror and telling myself not to get affected by Seri’s words. I should know better and be aware that she was just trying to fuck me up—on the course of the times I’ve got to know her, it was what she did best. So, I shouldn’t let this go to my head so much, yet I can’t just easily ignore it either, not when all her points sent a jab in all of the sensitive parts of my heart.

Two knocks on the door and I snap out of my inner monologue to hear Taehyung calling for me.

“Hey, ____, you okay there?”

“Yeah! Just a sec.”

I wash my face, hoping that when I go join him again, I won’t look like I’ve just cried my eyes out. Though I don’t think it’s entirely impossible considering the puffiness of my eyes now. I purse my lips, wiping my skin dry before opening the door to see Taehyung standing there with a worried expression.

“Were you crying?”

“No. Something got stuck in my eye and I just wanted to get it out,” I stupidly lie, trying to march past him but he gently holds onto my arm.

He frowns. “You’re a bad liar.”

“I know.” I chuckle without humor, still sniffling. “Maybe I’ll tell you another time. For the meanwhile, your free coffee will suffice.”

He remains holding me back, his lips pressed together in a hard line. “I saw it, you know. You and whoever was that girl talking, and whatever she said that made you cry, I hope you won’t dwell on it too much.”

I sigh. “She’s Jeongguk’s ex. She has a habit of playing with my head. I really shouldn’t mind her but I just react differently now that I’m Guk’s girlfriend.”

“How come?”

“I don’t know. I feel like she’s right about how… how maybe Jeongguk doesn’t really like me. Like maybe he’s just comfy with me and that’s why this seems to work for a while. I mean, it’s only been three months—”

“____,” Tae cuts me off softly, “I’m pretty certain Jeongguk likes you more than that.”

“You don’t even talk to Jeongguk. You’re just saying that to make me feel better.” I pout childishly.

“No, I’m not!” Now he’s the one pouting. “Yah, why do you think I always tease you two about being secretly fuck buddies in the past? It’s because Jeongguk’s way caring for you and way clingy just to be a best friend. And don’t say the ‘it’s because I've known him since fifth grade’ bullshit because you’re now dating him.”

I chuckle a little at that. “Yeah, well, that’s what I always thought about in the past too, so.”

“Stop doubting your relationship with him,” he says again with kind eyes. “And stop letting that girl’s word affect you. She’s not the one in yours or Jeongguk’s place to know what the truth is.”

I nod slowly, smiling. “Thanks, Tae.”

“No problem. It’s part of the package you’ve signed up for when you volunteered to be my test dummy.”

We both laugh as I roll my eyes, heading back to the table with him while I get my handkerchief in my bag to wipe my cheeks dry, hoping that I really don’t dwell on Seri’s words that much when I’m eventually left alone with my thoughts.

***

I probably looked let down on the way to the dorm, sipping on an almost finished cup of coffee with what I could only assume a sulky expression. I tried thinking of happy thoughts on the way there, so when I face Jeongguk again, he won’t read in too much of my mood and just maybe let me go upstairs without much of a fuss. I honestly just wanted to lay there, watch some snippets of the variety shows I like to get a good laugh out of it, and then proceed on sleeping even though it was only about 5PM. I know Sejeong would wake me up at about 7 anyway to ask me to have dinner with her. I guess two hours of having nothing on my mind will help me cope with the harsh words I received earlier.

“Jeongguk?” I whisper to myself when I was only a few more steps to the entrance, seeing a man there who looked exactly like my boyfriend but with much shorter hair, no longer bearing that choco boy haircut I both hated and loved. “Jeongguk!” I call when I was really certain that it was him and he turns to my direction, grinning and jogging over to me.

“You’re here,” he says.

“You cut your hair. Is this the surprise you were talking about?”

“Yup.” He ruffles it slightly, fixing the portion that covered his forehead. “Do you like it?”

“I…” I blink multiple times, reaching up to let myself touch the top of his head, “I do. You look cute.”

“Cute? That’s not the word I was looking for.”

I smile. “And handsome. You look cute and handsome.”

Jeongguk grins at that. “The ends were getting kinda dry so I got a haircut. I was supposed to bring you along but I remembered you were going to be with Taehyung after your last class so decided to just surprise you instead.”

“What a surprise indeed.”

“You don’t look too happy about it.”

“No, I am.” I chuckle, admiring how it seemed to change his features in a good way, making him look kind of younger. “Just sucks though. A lot of girls will surely be overly happy about this instead.”

“I don’t care about other girls though. What’s important to me is what you think.”

I snort at that though I can't deny that I was still pleased to hear it. “Whatever. I think I’m kinda sad though that you’re not my choco boy anymore.”

“Still am.” He assured me immediately. “Like how you’re still my chewie.”

“I thought I was your Princess Leia.”

He grins, reaching up to pinch my cheeks. “Nah, I like how you’re my pretty chewie more.”

I was about to complain about how he sucked at flirting but his eyes abruptly went from face to my shoulders, eyebrows furrowing the more he moved his gaze lower.

“Woah, what happened to your arm?” Jeongguk speaks again and this time he holds onto both of my arms that had bandages on my wrists and inner elbow.

I let out an awkward laugh. “Oh, this is nothing. Tae needed someone to practice on so I volunteered myself.”

“He made you his human pin cushion?”

“It’s alright.” I tell him. “Besides, it got me a free iced Caramel Macchiato and a blueberry muffin. Speaking of which, do you want it?” I hand him the paper bag I was holding which contained the quick bread.

“You didn’t tell me that.”

“Hmm?”

“You didn’t tell me you were meeting him for that. I wouldn’t have let you.”

There’s something in his tone and expression that tells me he certainly didn’t like the idea of someone sticking needles on me for practice. Which I couldn’t blame him for.

“I know you wouldn’t.” I murmur. “But I’m fine, really.”

“____, you should be telling me things like this.”

“Why? Because you’re my boyfriend?” I joke, almost laughing too.

“Quite frankly, yeah.” He furrows his eyebrows as he examines my arm more which to me was pointless since the places where I was obviously shot on were covered. “Does it hurt?”

I press my lips together. “Not anymore.”

I was secretly liking the attention he was giving me, and at that moment I was so tempted to tell him about what happened with Seri earlier just to be comforted and assured that all she said wasn’t true, even if I know it wasn’t. It just felt different if ever I hear it from Jeongguk himself. But at the same time, I didn’t want him to worry about me, feel guilty, or insist that it was his fault. I think I’d feel better if I wouldn’t burden him more.

He looks at me closely. “What’s with that look?”

“What look?”

“The ‘I’m-falling-deeper-for-you’ look.”

I snort though grin in the end. “Your perception of things is honestly cloudy.”

Jeongguk chuckles. “So, you're not falling deeper for me?” He mindlessly tucks a stray strand of hair behind my ear. “That sucks, since I think I’m falling deeper for you.”

“Yah,” I pretend to kick him and he dodges quickly, “stop pulling out lines like that. It’s making my heart flutter.” I murmur at the end and he grins, suddenly engulfing me in a tight hug that makes me genuinely laugh, amazed by how greatly he affects my mood and how I just find myself liking him even more every time.

***

“Oh, fuck her, stop thinking about her and just go pick out an outfit, ____!” Sejeong literally whines at me as I still continue ranting about the incident with Seri yesterday. “For real though, Jeongguk is picking you up in fifteen minutes and we don’t have time bashing a bitch.”

I have the nerve to laugh, sitting up from my eagle spread position on my bed. “I don’t have to pick an outfit. It’s not like we’re getting out of the car throughout the whole movie.”

Sejeong widens her eyes at me and I roll mine at her.

“Not because of what you’re thinking of.”

“Still,” she says, “you have to decide if you’re wearing a dress, or a skirt, or something else that’s easy to take off—”

“Sejeong—”

“What? This can really be the home run for both of you, you know?”

“Well, to be honest, I would rather not let our first time be inside his teammate’s car.”

“But if the hormones suddenly take charge then I think it would be wise to wear a skirt, ____. Just in case.”

“No.”

“Yes.” She goes to my closet and rummages through my clothes. “You are so not leaving this room with pants.”

“This is stupid.”

“You might thank me when you get home after this.”

I groan.

Anyways, I ended up wearing a skirt due to Sejeong’s insistence that I do. She was still rambling about how something might really happen tonight and I had to force myself to selectively hear what she was saying in order for me not to expect on my own since, well, despite me being positive that nothing was going to happen and how I was no way in hell letting us do it inside Yugyeom’s car—I was still curious if we were at least going to step up tonight.

Pardon me for actually hoping to have some action with my boyfriend but honestly, I was just wondering why on earth hasn’t he jumped on me or something yet when I could clearly remember him being like that to his previous girlfriends. I didn’t want to compare or worse, actually be convinced of Seri’s statement that Jeongguk didn’t really like me once more, but I’d feel maybe a little reassured if somehow Jeongguk proves that we’re just not going to end up in kisses every single time.

From [choco boy guk ♡]: i’m here

“Guk’s downstairs,” I announce to Sejeong as I get my bag. “See you later!”

“Have fun!” She calls out.

I rush to the elevator and push the button that will take me to the ground level. As I’m waiting for me to arrive, I consciously fix my hair once more with the reflection that I had from the doors, even pulling my skirt lower too when I catch a glimpse of it again even if it really wasn’t that short, just falling above my knees. Still, I felt kind of self conscious since it’s the first time I really dressed up for mine and Jeongguk’s date, as I don’t think I bothered like this in the past. Well, thanks to Sejeong who really kept her word and didn’t make me exit our room if I had chosen something ‘hard to remove’, I don’t think I had any choice.

Finally seeing Jeongguk there waiting right outside, I walk even faster to get where he was, noticing that he too looked like he brought effort to dress up for this date. He was wearing ripped jeans that showed his knees, his usual boots, a white shirt, and what caught my eye the most, a black leather jacket. It gave him such a manly look that I think I might just swoon all over again.

“Hey.” I pop beside him.

He turns to me and automatically grins, giving me a light peck on the lips. “Hey, you ready to go?”

“Yep.”

Jeongguk takes my hand, about to pull me to the vehicle I bet but then he pauses, scanning my appearance as his eyes stay a little longer on my legs. He blinks a few times and I was afraid that he might not have been pleased.

“Is there something wrong?” I ask.

He looks at me again. “No, nothing. You just…” he scans me again, now slowly smiling, “you look very beautiful.”

“Shut up.” I walk forward to just go to the passenger’s seat but he beats me to it, opening the car door for me which I thank him quietly for.

Jeongguk chuckles before jogging over to the other side, driving us then to the drive-in cinema, that stupid handsome smile still on his face as we head there.

***

To be completely honest, there was just no way I could concentrate on the movie. For one, it was Titanic, and even though it was one of the greatest romantic films of all time and absolutely not a boring film to see—I’ve watched it for like a gazillion times already, so I couldn’t bring myself to concentrate that well since I already knew how the story would go. Second, I was just too close to Jeongguk, as he really went overboard and actually made the back of the minivan possible for us to lay on, filling it with pillows and blankets and spraying it with his cologne I assume judging from the good scent it had. I really appreciated the gesture, but now that we’re indeed lying here beside each other, his arms around me while our legs are practically intertwined under the wide blanket, I was expecting him to make some move, which for about an hour now, he still hasn’t done so.

“Babe,” he whispers all of the sudden, his breath tickling my ear and I almost jump on my spot.

I turn to him. “Yeah?”

“You want something to eat?”

“Oh.” I look back at the screen. “No, thanks. I’m full from the popcorn.”

“You look really distracted. Are you sure you’re not hungry?” He chuckles.

I snuggle to his side closer. “Yep. I’m completely not hungry.”

Jeongguk plays with my hair. “Are you bored?”

“No,” I say immediately and he grins at that. “Wa—why would you think that?”

“You’ve yawned at least ten times.”

“You’ve been counting?”

“And you keep glancing at me, don’t think I don’t notice that.” He laughs, reaching out beside me to get three pieces of popcorn and throwing it into his mouth.

I try to keep a straight face. “No, I wasn’t. You’re just imagining things.”

He smirks. “Oh, was I?”

“Definitely.”

His eyes move from my eyes to my mouth and with a grin, he abruptly leans in to press a tender kiss on my lips. I don’t think I reacted properly for the first three seconds since now that I’ve got a potential opening to what I’ve been assuming what we were going to do, it made me a little nervous, but when I finally came to my senses, I find myself leaning back more on my position, Jeongguk placing his hand flat on the space beside me, using it for support now that I was pulling him deeper and closer. I even slightly swiped my tongue against his lower lip, just to see what he would do, and I’m pleased when he parts his mouth at it, inviting it in with a low grunt.

As we stay like that longer than I anticipated, I make the brave decision of sitting up and urging him to sit up properly too, careful not to break the kiss just yet as I straddle him. I feel him put his hands on my hips, holding me still, while my own stays on his shoulders. When I start losing breath, I only move my mouth to his jaw then to his ear and that’s when I feel him squeeze me, a harsh exhale coming out of him. I then focus more on his neck, lightly sucking on his skin that eventually gets harder the more I get into it—but just like what happened last time, like a switch flipping, Jeongguk softly grabs my face and pulls my head away, eyes looking dazed and flustered.

“What?” I murmur, wanting to lean back in but he clears his throat, obviously avoiding my advances.

His stare darts back from me to the screen. “Um, uh, the movie.”

“Huh?”

“The movie. I want to—want to watch.”

I finally lean back, my eyebrows furrowing. “Is the movie really that important?”

“What?”

I scoff in disbelief. “Nothing. Just forget about it.” I go back to my previous place before sliding out of the car.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m going to buy a drink. To cool down,” I say, hastily getting my wallet and walking away as fast as I could towards the nearby store.

I was no doubt frustrated at what just happened, but I didn’t want to be mean and vent out my anger to Jeongguk since technically he didn’t do anything wrong, so storming out was the only option I could think of. Maybe there was just a problem with my hormones and that’s why I’m experiencing this.I was still feeling pumped from the kiss, yet at the same time, feeling emotional all over again as the overthinking comes back to my head, specifically because of Seri’s words that just won’t leave me the fuck alone.

Once I’ve paid for my bottle of Coke, I get out of the store and open it on the spot, gulping it down quickly, my throat burning because of how cold it was. I cough, sighing and staying there, thinking how I was being so melodramatic about this once more and wondering why I was making a big deal out of his actions. Like so what if he wasn’t making any further moves to escalate what we were doing? That shouldn’t be some kind of basis to know that he cared for me. Though to be honest, a part of me thinks I’m only reacting this way because of how I know Jeongguk so well, and just experiencing him in a completely new way still scared and confused me so much that maybe I just wanted to know the meaning of his actions all the time, which in a way, was my wrong in this whole situation.

Twisting the cap back on, I’m supposed to head back and maybe apologize when I feel someone putting something over my shoulders and when I turn to look, it was Jeongguk who had already placed his jacket on me.

I frown. “I thought you were watching the movie.”

“Figured it wasn’t as important as my girlfriend bailing on me.”

“You only figure that now, huh.” I murmur.

He smiles a little, staring at me but I continue looking elsewhere, knowing that if I do look at him, I’d just begin melting and be all lovey dovey. He really just had this ability to not make me angry at him in one snap.

I feel him hold my hand and he asks, “You want to go somewhere else?”

“The movie’s not done.”

“Screw the movie.”

I glance at him, narrowing my eyes. “Where else would we go?”

“You don’t honestly think the drive-in was the only thing I planned for us, right?”

“Well, it was the only thing you mentioned so what else would there be?”

“You’ve got to come with me to find out.” He starts pulling me. “Would you?”

I gaze at him, pretending to think about it before I slowly nod and that’s when he grins, pulling me faster back to the car.

It only takes about fifteen minutes or so until we’re at the next location he wanted us to go to. From how we got there, I could tell it was somewhere high since the road we took kept on elevating. Though other than that observation, I had no clue where he was taking us or how did he even find the place, as it was relatively far from the university. Once I get out of the car, I immediately walk towards the railing that first caught my eye when the vehicle passed by it, stopping there and seeing the city lights illuminate in front of me which makes me raise my eyebrows in astonishment.

“Pretty, right?” Jeongguk stands beside me and I turn to him.

“How did you find a place like this?”

“Moonbin.”

I almost laugh. “What? Are you two best buds or something now?”

He playfully glares at me. “He overheard me and Yugyeom talking about our date in the locker room, and then he said that he knows a place that has the view of the city. I got curious so I asked where it was and he told me the directions and here we are.

“Wow.” I look back at the said view. “I think I’m more surprised that you actually listened to him than us actually being here.”

“I had a feeling you would like this so, why not give in?” He shrugs.

I sigh, heart getting bigger at his words as I get this feeling of guilt. He’s been showing how much he likes me in so many ways yet I really just had to focus on the insignificant ones.

“I’m sorry,” I say abruptly and that causes him to look at me once more.

“Why are you apologizing?”

“For kinda snapping at your earlier. I’m just… I’m just really confused these days and I think I might have let it out on you.”

He presses his lips together. “Want to talk about it?”

“I don’t know. It’s stupid so it might not even be worth talking about.”

“But if you’re really bothered about it, maybe we should.”

“It’s…” I glance at him one more time before fixing my gaze at the buildings. “I talked to Seri the other day.”

He appears surprised at the information. “You did? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because she was just sputtering out nonsense again, and I was stupid to let it in my head.”

Jeongguk walks closer, stopping when he was right beside me, an arm extended on the railing that I was leaning on. “What did she say?”

“Stupid stuff.”

“____—”

“It’s really stupid,” I cut him off. “She told me that maybe you don’t like me, you know, like maybe you’re just confusing your feelings with something else because I’m familiar to you”

He doesn’t say anything for a few seconds and I’m afraid I might have offended him or something but then he speaks. “Do you believe her?” he asks, his voice coming out barely. “Do you think that way too?”

“No.” I frown. “But… the thought bothered me a lot. It made me think that what if… what if this was a big mistake—us dating. We just know each other so well and—”

“Yah,” he stops me from babbling more, and I turn my head towards him, only to see him glaring at me again, “don’t ever say this was a mistake. This is by far the best thing we ever decided to do. More than that one time we ditched class back in sophomore year just to go to that small amusement park that just opened.”

I chuckle, though don’t say anything afterwards, just letting my eyes fall down again.

Jeongguk sighs at that and he gently grabs both of my arms, making me face him. “Don’t let it in your head. Seri’s just being a psycho.”

“You used to love that psycho a lot.” I murmur.

“Yeah, well, that was an era where I was a fucking moron to do so.”

“You really were.”

The both of us laugh and he pulls me in for an embrace, holding me tightly. “I’m sorry you had to go through with that again with Seri. I wish I could have done something—“

“You being here is enough, baby.” I assure him.

“Is it?” He frowns. “Next time, tell me when something like that happens immediately. I was serious about wanting to be told about things like these.”

My mouth twitches at that as a thought that has been bothering too pops in my head. “Well, now that you said that, can I ask you something?”

He raises his eyebrows as I place my chin on his chest. “What is it?”

“You know how you always push you away whenever things get heated between us?”

“Oh—so you’re aware of that.”

“How can I not? You do it every single time.”

“Well... you can’t blame me.”

“What do you mean?” I look at him weirdly.

He chuckles shyly. “You make me really nervous,” he admits. “You make me scared of doing the wrong thing, that’s why I just pull away. You’re not just anybody, you know—you’re someone who’s so important to me and I don’t want to mess this up. I really want this to work. So, I don’t want to make you feel that I’m rushing you into… doing it with me, because I can wait. I can certainly wait until you’re ready to be that intimate with me. I mean, we’ve only been dating for three months and that’s still relatively short. Though sometimes, I do get carried away...”

“Wait,” I hold my hand up as I widen my eyes, “you were doing that because of that reason?”

“Yeah, why else?”

“I thought you were just not feeling it or like, didn’t see me as something you’d like to…” I felt awkward to say it out loud but judging from his expression he got the point.

Jeongguk laughs out loud and I automatically feel embarrassed to be given a reaction like that, so to make up for the shame, I resort to pulling away from the hug and turning around not to let him see my red cheeks. But Jeongguk eventually grabs my hand again to make me face him, still having the time of his life, snickering and finding the whole thing obviously funny.

“You really thought that?” he asks. “Wow, ____, you just keep showing new sides to me everyday.”

“Stop.” I whine.

“You’re so cute, god—do you know how hard it is for me to restrain myself everytime we make out? How hard it is to keep my hands to myself? I restrain myself so much sometimes I even dread making out with you.”

“No one told you to restrain yourself in the first place.”

“I didn’t want you to feel pressured.”

“Still, did I seem like I wasn’t enjoying it?”

“Well, come to think of it, you did seem to be enjoying it a little bit too much.” He bites his lip to suppress another laughter and I punch his stomach at his cheekiness. He finally lets a chuckle out and grins at me widely, that look in his eyes making the butterflies inside my stomach go crazy. “Hey,” he says, “I already said it before, but I really hate it when you’re down. So, please, tell me when something’s bothering you, okay? And I’ll try to make you feel better. I’m just not here for bragging rights, you know.”

I roll my eyes. “You flatter yourself so much, Guk.”

He snickers once more though his expression slowly turns into something solemn, his gaze on me now looking wary. “And…” he starts again, “since we’re at it, maybe this should be the perfect time to tell you that… that I… um—I think I’m—”

His stuttering state makes me smile and I pull him for a quick kiss. “I love you, Guk.”

He blinks. “____…” he frowns. “I was supposed to say it first.”

“You were being awfully slow.”

“You still should have given it to me.”

“You really are a big baby.”

Jeongguk snorts at that, reaching out to hold me again, appearing shy now. He then hugs me, crouching down slightly so that he could bury his head against my neck, slightly swaying as from side to side. Just as I close my eyes, he takes a large intake of breath and then exhales, and far from what I was feeling earlier before we arrived here, I felt more relaxed and at peace with me just being here in his arms.

I feel him kiss my shoulder blade. “I love you too.”

My heart literally skips a beat as it drops on my stomach. “I know.”

“Do you?”

“Yeah,” I squeeze him lightly, “just needed some reminding, but I’m sure now.”

He pulls his head away so he could look at me. “Good, because I really do—so much.”

I smile, ruffling his hair a little bit. “Me too, Guk.”

We go back to embracing and I realize once again how foolish I was to believe Seri’s provocations when I had the real deal right here, never failing to show how much I meant to him and now even had the courage to finally say it out loud. Just thinking about how I was being so melodramatic about the whole thing made me cringe at myself, but by the way Jeongguk comforted me through it all and didn’t think it was ridiculous like I did, also led me to not hate it entirely and even ended me with the conclusion that I wanted this to last for a long time.

“Jeongguk?” I mutter.

“Yes?”

“We should have dated starting from high school.”

He laughs, leaning back and holding both of my hands. “True, but this time’s not so bad either.”

“Yeah, I guess not.”

He kisses my forehead, still smiling. “By the way, I’ve still got some snacks in the car and some beer. Want to stay there and… and just do whatever we like?”

I raise my eyebrows but nod. “Sure. That sounds fun.”

There’s something in the way that Jeongguk smirks as he leads me there that tells me I’m in big trouble, but instead of feeling nervous, a certain feeling of thrill and anticipation runs up my spine and I could only think of one thing as we settle at the back of the minivan.

Sejeong, you’re a lifesaver.

ending note. hello, i’m back again with this sequel! i apologize in advance if it’s not as good as the first one but i really enjoyed writing this one too, especially because i wasn’t ready to let go of this au just yet hehe. i don’t think there’d be a part three of this so pls don’t expect! feedback is always appreciated and thank you so much for showing your love and appreciating to this fic’s predecessor, chewie & choco boy. i was overwhelmed by how much people paid attention to it so i just thank you for giving it time! have a good day (:

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