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yueisyum · 2 years ago

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Jeju’s watering hole chapter one (part one)

genre🌊 summer vacation on jeju island. Action, love, angst!! Friends to lovers/Enemies to lovers

pairings ☀️🌅 reckless Haechan (dongyuck) x reader 🏝 enemy jaemin x reader. (Who does she end up with!? 😱) sorry that was a bit much.

warnings 🌴 mentions of / alcohol consumption, action! Fighting, chasing. Police. Some Obx type stuff!! (Not in this part >>> SMUT groping, sexual tension x100, big dick Hyuck and big duck jaemin 💪🏽😎. Use of nicknames, degrading, and praising. Arguing, probably fights within the friend group. Reader has some metal heath issues, along with her friends.

Note!!! 🪸 I know this is going to be long! And I know a lot of people who read nct fics are looking for something short and simple, but I’ve really been wanting to write a longer fic. With more action. I want to leave the reader interested in more then the people in it, but the plot as well!! So please read thisssss! There isn’t much romance in this part so let’s call it a slow burn series?

Another note: there might be links in this, to show you what things may look like. I also have some song mentioned in there as well. So if you want to understand the vibe a bit more. I would suggest you okay them. Also if this series doesn’t get enough attention I probably won’t continue it. So let’s call this a test run!! 🤭 k bye 😚

You don’t know how you ended up in this situation. But you have a snippet of an idea. Crouched in your friend Yejun’s backyard, along with haechan, and Johnny. Your skin full of goosebumps. Shihyun and yuta aren’t not far behind. Yejun’s dad is outside of his vacation home. His figure is seen clearly, even from this distance. He’s smoking and drinking by himself, seated comfortably on a beach chair.

Loser.

“Are we going around the side?” Mark asks. his presence scared the shit out of you. Guess he’s here too.

Mark

Johnny

Haechan

“Were you not listening to my plan!?” You hear haechan whisper yell to him with a dramatic gesture. “YOU weren’t even listening to YOUR plan, last time I checked YOU forgot the flashlight” mark argues with ‘told you so’ tone.

“I have my phone!”

“Okay shut it!” Johnny finally butts in., ending the little bicker the two had going on. You roll your eyes at the three.

Fucking idiots.

You fight the urge to peak over the bushes and watch Shihyuns dad sip on what you assume is whisky, while his third wife is inside cooking… at 12:37 pm!?. When you do, you laugh when he spills his drink on his white beach shirt, But your are just as drunk as him. You all are.

Why are you doing this!? Why are you sneaking in to kidnap your friend in the middle of the night? Because her dads a bitch, and even though she’s 22, she refuses to ‘disobey him.’

shes ridiculous.

So while your all having a party at the beach, she’s stuck having a ‘family night’ at her beach house.

While lost in your inner dialogue, you accidentally step in a plant full of thorns. You Yelp quietly and the whole group turns to you. Though, undoubtedly, they’ve all been making more noise then you.

“Shhh!” Haechan gestures dramatically and you roll your eyes. the action was much more dramatic and definitely louder then you just were.

Are you sacred? Not really.

Yes, Mr Choi is crazy and your sure he’s on some black list somewhere, and you swear you’ve seen him snort coke in his garage once; you are also almost black out drunk, and all your senses are misplaced. When you near the end of the bushes, Johnny finally speaks up. “There’s a wall that wraps around the house, it starts there. if we run for it we can pass the grass and he won’t-“

“-You want us to run out in the open!?” You ask and peak over at mr Choi once again, his wife had put some plates at the table. “It’s just a couple seconds, he won’t even see us. We got this” Haechan reassures you, and you smile with determination. “It’s dark we’ll be fine” Johnny adds and we get ready to take off.

Right after mark took off, haechan followed. You tensed your body and readied yourself to run. You take a short breath and bolt towards the wall. Your body felt cold, even though you know you’re sweating. Your feet hit the ground only a second apart, as you fly across the lawn. You feel the blood from the thorns drip down your ankles as you run like your life depended on it, until your safely hidden behind the garden wall.

The boys were catching their breath, their chests rising and falling in unison, then you hear giggling. you look up to see marks hands covering his face and Johnny and Haechan are laughing slightly. “Why are you guys laughing?” You whisper. “Mark tripped” Haechan was able to get out through his current state. You want to be upset at their lack of seriousness, but you can just imagine that only mark would trip in a situation like this. You join their silent laughter, steadying yourself against the wall in the mean time.

“Okay you guys can laugh all you want….“ mark starts, he’s trying to be stern and unbothered but his face is full of blush. You can’t touch him but you’re sure he’s burning up. The wind was soft, almost nonexistent, but you feel it picking up. The chills climb up your legs. You start to regret wearing just a shorts, and a oversized t-shirt, over your bathing suit. But in your defence you didn’t think it would be this cold. Your salty hair flys across your face.

“Oh we will” Johnny continues, his hands rested on his knees.

“…But that will only slow us down” he finishes, crossing his arms and lifting his chin towards the full moon.

“It’s okay mark, I’m sure it could’ve happened to anyone” you pat him on the shoulder and move forward. The moon tonight, was actually quite bright. Brighter then usual, it was beautiful.

“Okay we need to climb the wall to get to the roof.” You begin, grabbing at the top of the stone to hoist yourself up. “I’ll go fist because if anyone is fitting through the window.. it’s me” Johnny places his hands on the back if your bare thighs to lift you onto the wall. “Are you calling me fat?” One of then questions, you laugh to yourself, shaking you head in the process. Since you are on the side of the house, mr Choi and his wife can’t see the four of you. Once you’ve steadied yourself onto the wall to reach for the shed roof. When you know the tiles are stiff and not loose, you hop up, placing your knee onto the lower surface to climb up completely.

Your feel like maybe being on a roof while drunk, probably isn’t the bed idea…

Crawling to the first window, you check to see if the room is clear. The lights were on, a desk placed in the centre, surrounded by bookshelves and papers scattered everywhere. Lamps where on, along with the fan.

An office…

Not going in there.

So as you hear the other guys behind you begin to make their way up, you move to the next window. You place your hands on either side of your face to look through, it was dark, but it looked like a kids room. So you move your hands to the latch of the window and lifted it open.

Slipping in with ease. Your feet blindly looking for the floor. Once you’ve made it inside. You turn to face the actual room.

“Hello?”

A small figure with hair covering it’s face was stood in front of you. It was wearing a night gown along with long socks, and it’s hands were placed at its sides. “Holy shit!” You jump back against the windowsill, your back hitting the wood in the process. “Y/n Unnie?” The thing reaches for a bedside lamp and pulls on the string to turn it on. When the light illuminates the room, you realize the monster you thought the Choi family kept in a room was actually Yejun’s little step sister, kimdal.

“Shit kid, what the heck are you doing standing in the dark?!” You place your hand over your chest, and remember your objective. “Sorry Unnie”

“It’s okay, where’s your sister?”

You know kimdal pretty well, she’s quite nosey but what kid isn’t? She’s cute and nice, and the typical younger step sister. You begin looking around her room, bolting to the first door your eyes land on to look for the hallway.

The first door you opened was a closet, the door was decorated with a Disney princess with long yellow hair, it dragged down to the bottom of the wood. Not that one- the second was a bathroom. The bathroom was decorated with lanterns and flowers. Nope- Maybe go for the door that has the light shining under it? Hallway lights?

Yes! Gotcha!

“Are you picking her up? Can I come with you?” Kimdal follows you about her room, when you open the door to the narrow hallway, you make sure to hide behind it, to peak and make sure no one is in the hallway. She does the same, even though this is her home. “Are you old enough to drink alcohol?” You ask her, you not exactly fully focused on the conversation, your mind is sorta preoccupied. “I’m nine!” She giggles and holds onto your shirt with her tiny hands.

When you’ve made sure the hallway was empty you turn back to kimdal, and crouch to her level.

“Then I guess your stuck in your tower repunzle. Listen kimie, I need you to point to which room your sister is in. Okay?” You whisper, holding her small hands in yours. “Is this a secret mission?” She asks. you smile at her while nodding. She nods back in determination, her eyebrows pinched and a bright smile plastered on her face. “Her room is the one right in front of the stars. But she’s in the shower and probably nakie”

“Nakie? I don’t mind seeing Yejun in her birthday suit” You jump at the voice that came from the window. Haechan butted in, one leg inside the room while the rest of his body remained outside. Kimdal knows all of us. In a way we technically raised her. However she never fails to ask the same question each time she sees the boys. “Are you her boyfriend?” She asks the boy who is definitely having a hard time getting into the room quietly. “Hurry up you ass!” mark complains, from outside on the roof. “There’s a kid in here! Don’t curse you fucking idiot!” Haechan argures, but immediately covers his mouth when he hears the words leave his lips.

“Wow… I’m friends with absolutely geniuses” you palm your face and try not to smile. Kim laughs then looks to you and copied your face palm. Cute. “Okay I’m going” you tell the boy whose finally made it inside. Then quickly shift down the hallway, keeping your footsteps as light a possible.

The further down the lit hallway you got, the louder the sound of water running and music playing, got.

‘505 by arctic monkeys’

She has your music taste. You’ve taught her well. You nod smiling to yourself.

When you see the beginning of the stairs, you slip into the room that stood in front of it. Then, you softly close the door behind you. Then, you turn around to see Yejun staring at you in utter disbelief. She was stood right in front of her bathroom door, steam slipping through the cracks. Her hand was holding up A towel that hung around her chest, and one wrapped around her hair.

“Holy shit-“ she smiles, a laugh at the end of her statement.

“-woah, is this one of those ‘everything showers?’ Di-did you shave?” You joke. Eyeing her hair free legs, and a moisturizing face mask in her hand.

“Anything to get out of ‘family time’ you know?.” She starts with a shrug. “Are you fucking crazy!? What are you doing here!?” She drops the packet on the bed and waddles towards you, to engulf you into a huge hug. “You act like it’s been years- it’s been two days-“

“-two very long days!” She hops, with you in her arms. Squealing in excitement. the towel wrapped around her, threatening to slip down her frame.

The door swings open and you both jump away to ready yourself to die at the ripe age of 21, But you only find haechan, mark, and Johnny in the doorway. “Wow the whole parties here? Get out I’m basically naked!” She whisper yells to them. They all immediately look away, as if she isn’t almost fully covered with a towel. “Go go go!” She waves them out of the room, then Turns back to you. A line of questions leave them as they are pressured back into the hallway. “Where are we supposed to go!?” “What?!” “In the middle of the hallway?” The door shuts and you giggle.

“Okay get ready, grab some clothes, you can stay at my place! We might go back to the beach-“ you begin and she pulls the towel from her head, her wet hair falls to her shoulders.

“My dads gonna kill me” she laughs again, but starts looking for clothes none the less. The music changed to the next song before she turned it off.

‘Hell N Back by Bakar’

One of your favourites.

When she finally puts some clothes on, she begins stuffing items in her bag:

A charger

Her laptop

Headphones

Shoes

A couple pairs of shorts

And one bathing suit

That’s it.

Everything else she would need, you have for her. Clothes, her t-shirts, an extra toothbrush, and towels. You two basically live together all the time. She throws the bag over her shoulder and grabs her phone. You push yourself off the wall you had been leaning on while she packed. “Okay let’s go. How’d you get in?” She Questioned, her hand resting on the nob of the door. “Your sisters room” you shrug and she laughs. “That must’ve been fun. Yuta, Shihyun? The girls?” She’s asking ‘where are they?’.

“Yuta is the get away driver, Shihyun is the watch. The others are still at our place. Now let’s go! Clock is ticking-“

“HEY! WHY THE HELL ARE YOU GUYS IN MY HOUSE!?”

You both freeze at the sound of Mr Choi yelling from the bottom of the stairs. Loud and quick footsteps could be heard before the boys barge back into Yejun’s room. Then they shut the door and haecahn leans against it. As if holding it closed. “We’ve been made” he informs, out of breath and his eyes are nearly popping out of his head.

“No fucking shit Sherlock” you squint your eyes at him while you and yejun sarcastically respond at the same time.

“Yejun! Why the fuck are your friends here!?”

His voice sounded closer now. You all look to yejun. The silence was loud. Fear evident in all of you. “Okay, Okay,okay” she freaks for a second before turning to her window. You all follow her. One by one climbing out of her room.

Yejun first. She slips out with ease.

“Open the door Yejun!! NOW!” The door handle was shaking violently. “You promised you would spend family time together the next four days! If you don’t come out now I’m calling the police on your friends!”

She’s already made it out the window.

Mark was next, he crawled out as fast a possible, laughing when he heard Yejun yelp at something.

Why can’t we ever take things seriously!?

“Sorry dad, I can’t hear you while in the shower!“ she yells, busy trying to help Johnny steady himself on the roof. “Fucking shit-“ he mutters. No doubt calling the cops now.

God does this guy have anger issues.

“Haechan hurry the hell up!?”

“Hold up! I had too much fucking zebra cakes, my ass is too fat-“ you smack his shoulder as hard as you possibly could. Your eyes focused on the door, and the handle.

This is all normal. And you are not freaking out. One of those statements was a lie. You always freak out when this stuff happens.

“Honey just let her go- we have all summer, let he be with her friends for bit“ you hear Kimdal’s mom try to calm him. “No she needs to learn that there are consequences for everything!” You hear a couple more words exchanged between the two parents on the other side of the door. but you’re the last to leave the room. And you are far too busy to care about their argument. Your focus remained on leaving in one piece.

The door swings open when both your feet meet the tile roof. You turn back and make eye contact with Yejun’s father, his face full of fury. “You too y/n? Come on now-“ you don’t care for his next words, closing the window behind you.

“How did you guys get caught!?”

Yejun asks as the starts slowly heading to the edge of the roof.

“Haechan fucking pushed me down the stairs!”

“No! When we left his office- mark pushed me into Yejun’s stepbrothers room! You know how awkward that is!?”

“Shut up!”

You yell from behind all of them. When you look over the edge, you see only her pool, the garden wall must’ve ended at the side of the house.

Perfect.

You can feel your breath sped up, your hands forming into fist as drenaline shoots through your body. The sound of your heart beat pounds through your ears. All your senses heightened, and a smile spreads across your face at the familiar feeling.

The window opens again. “Yejun! Get back into the house now!” You all turn to her dad then back to the pool in one Swift motion. This wouldn’t be your first time jumping into a pool from the roof.

“Shit! Boy are we lucky!” Johnny laughs, a huge smile plastered on his face before he jumped down into the pool. You all cheer and follow. Of course mark flips into the pool and yejun follows, but not before gently dropping her bag down onto a beach chair, that was situated next to the pool deck. Probably praying the impact on her laptop isn’t too bad. turning to face the house, she swings her arms back then foward while squatting to gain momentum. Then she jumps back, When she’s over the water, her arms wrap around her knees to complete the backflip into the pool. The splash of the water, basically flying through the air in front of you. The sound of water hitting the house excited you even more. You scoot to the very end, until your legs hang off the side. Then you hop in after them, and ready yourself for the water. Squeezing your eyes shut and plugging your nose.

It’s cold but the water feels nice. When you float back to the top you swim towards the wall. The water was splashing manically, naturally. Haechan reaches his hand out to you, you gladly accept his aid, gripping into his forearm as he helps you lift yourself out of the water.

“We are free! Woah!” Yejun jumps around, grabbing her bag, then turning back to you to take your hand. Dragging you to the back yard, she was beaming as she skipped through the grass. The lights around the pool causing the pattern of the water to reflect onto your skin. Johnny’s jumping up and down in excitement. A huge smile plastered across his face, he’s shaking marks shoulder and screaming lines of pure joy. Mark does not look too happy about being swung around.

You all run and follow mark back to the ‘get away car’ where Shihyun stands in the bed of the trunk. As you are running, your eyes stay focused on marks back, flashes of lights from the house are the only things lighting up the big backyard. Still, you have trouble observing your surroundings. None of you bother being secretive anymore, running and cheering as you made your way back to johnny’s white Ram truck 25000. Shihyun yells with a huge smile when she sees yejun. You can also hear daejung laughing in the drivers seat, surly glad to see yejun after such a long weekend. The car engine roars and you hop in the back of the truck along with Shihyun.

“About time! I’m guessing you got caught? Why are you all wet?” She questions, lifting yejun so she can climb in as well. “It rained! What do you think?” She responds sarcastically. Johnny hoped into the passages seat and mark hoped in the back, slamming the door behind him. Haechan joined you and the girls in the bed, sitting down and leaning against the rim to catch his breath.

He was definitely winded. You tried not to laugh when he cries out in agony. “Fuck!”

You want to bring up the fact that you had to run with a bloody, thorn filled ankle, and he’s on the brink of death over a forty yard run.

Then you all take off. The car drifts to the left as the car lunges out of the driveway of their ‘guest house’. The truck revealing itself form behind the trees and bushes. The guest house It was a light green colour and surrounded by palm trees. Different then your aunts, but in your very ‘professional’ opinion; your aunts are better.

The ride was bumpy and the wind flys through your hair. The sounds of sirens in the distance only causes Daejung to speed up. Passing other beach homes and small stores:

Surf shops

Shake bars

Drinking bars

Seafood places

Antic shops

Motels

Your family’s resort (gin mills brewery resort)

Etc

(Yes that’s why your home is called ‘jejus watering hole’)

“They called the cops!?” Shihyun exclaimed, gripping into the sides of the truck to balance herself, as we adventure through the ridged sand roads. Every so often the back wheels will lift off the ground, causing the four of you to be thrown around.

“Noooo that’s an ice cream truck!” Haechan throws his hands in the air with a snarky smile.“Your dad is absolutely ridiculous Junie” Shihyun expresses, ignoring Haechan’s comment. Yejun nods with a laugh, keeping her eyes on the road behind her, her hair flowing in the same direction as yours. You stare at her for a moment… her highlights look so natural, and the hair clip she has holding the upper half of her locks, is hanging for dear life. “What if they follow us?” Shihyun adds when no one fills the silence. “It’s fine, the police will arrive and my dad will just call it off like always” Yejun waves her off, know that hyunie isn’t actually worried.

You don’t regret your mission at all. Risking getting caught, or maybe even possibly DIEING!? All for yejun? Of fucking course! Your Friends come before anything. This summer won’t last forever; August will swing around the corner faster then you want it to. Then your friends will go back to college for another year. And you’ll be stuck on the island by yourself, and you refuse to waist anytime.

You sit back as the truck takes a soft left turn onto the town. The lights from shops are beautiful. Different colours filling the sky, people walking about the town. Women in long bathing suit covers and gowns. Kids on vacation with their families: riding around on scooters and bikes. Dogs roaming free about the streets, begging snow birds for their left overs. It was a feeling you wouldn’t trade for anything.

The stars are still clearly seen, the sounds of the beach and waves can still be heard over music, cars and people. It was euphoric. A feeling you can only enjoy with your family. You look back at the girls and Heachan to find them talking about plans for tomorrow; something about bridge jumping?

You smile at them, watching them argue over silly little things. You feel blessed to be surround by the people you love, even if it is only for two more months.

This is your family, the people you’ve grown up with. The people who leave after every summer to go back to school. The family who always checks up on you; calling, texting, visiting. All of the above. You don’t want them to leave this time. You can’t even remember what you do when they aren’t here… when you’re alone- but you don’t want to either- You don’t want to be alone again.

When the noise of the town fades, the road is dark and the only sounds heard are the car, and the crys of cicadas, the noises creating a calm dark atmosphere. The outline of trees almost blend in with the night sky above them, shapes of tree branches and pole lines ar edge only thing surrounding the road. As you drove past them, even in the dark, you can recognize your favourite climbing tree., the tree you broke your left foot on, the tree you all built a tree house on. And the tree you all swing from to jump into a small lake.

Your favorite tree.

Then, lights approach ahead. Your aunts beach resort was nearing. Everyone sat up to get a good look at the view, as you drove downhill. Buildings filled with families on vacation; staying in nice hotel rooms. Visitors in the pools, that are lit up beautifully. And aunt iseal’s home lays at the side of the resort. Her Exclusive guest houses are stationed next to it. The cost of the beach houses range about 67% more then the original hotel rooms, But it’s always worth it. They are closer to the beach and have more advantages then the normal rooms.

Yours: the ‘watering hole’ was placed right at the end, closest to the beach. It lays right on the edge of the small rocky cliff. Now don’t get me wrong, you aren’t living in one of these luxury guest houses for free. You bought it yourself- with your aunts help of course. The beautiful small building was your home. It was everyone’s home.

Fairy lights lit the entire sunspot, along with the roads leading to it. The grand entrance was decorated astonishingly, But that’s not where you guys where heading. So when the truck took a big left turn towards the guest houses, no one questioned, as usual. this is the way to your house after all. The vehicle slowly nearing the sounds of waves and cheers of the beach party.

When the truck finally comes to a stop at your house, everyone hops out of the truck. Swinging their feet over the wall and landing on the sand. “That was great! Honestly this is why we should stick to my plans more often” Haechan boasts, hes already heading up the sandy wooden steps to your front door. The sound of people near the beach loudens as they cheer. “Right, because getting the cops called, was all a part your plan?” Daejung asked, closing the driver door, and making his way to the trunk. “I created excitement, your telling me you weren’t having fun?” Haechan turned to him, walking backwards towards the now opened door.

Daejung wouldn’t lie, it was fun, so instead of giving haechan what he wants, he chuckled lightly and shakes his head. Refusing to give in to him “Exactly! Alright y/n let’s go, I need to show you something I found” then he’s gone, disappeared inside, probably booking it straight to your room. He didn’t even give you a chance to respond.

“That was crazy! God I missed summer!” Mark announces, wrapping his arms around yejun and lifting her into the air. “You say that like it isn’t summer now?” She giggles, placing her hands on marks shoulders. “It’s only been two weeks and I feel like we are moving too fast-“

“Mr Choi actually scares me! And I didn’t even see him. But I’m telling you- I heard him screaming form the car” Shihyun informs, helping daejung pull some surf boards out of the bed of johnnys truck.

“I think the whole island heard him-“ Johnny joins everyone in laughter at his simple joke. When you all unload the truck, you make your way up the steps of you beach house. The others run down to join the party that’s taking place near the water: Bon fires, fireworks, music, four wheelers, and who knows what else.

•••

When your inside, you find Chaewon passed out on your couch. yunjin is playing karaoke games with Taeyong, and Doyoung. You giggle while they dramatiy sing a sad, depressing songs through your speakers. The smell of alcohol attacks your nose, as you make your way near them. They must be having one hell of a time. When they see you they beam, the whites of their teeth blinding you.

“I’m guessing the mission was a success?” Taeyong asks, his hands form a thumbs up, then the fillip up and down questioning-ly.

“‘Went perfect as always!” You chirp with a smile. Doyoung was too busy singing his heart out to greet you, but yunjin gives you a quick side hug, then continues belting purposely to piss off doyoung. While they argue about her pitch, Taeyong interrupts.

“Wait- your ankle is bleeding, are you okay?” He pushes, standing up from his seat on your couch, to get a better look. You place your hands in front of you, to stop his movements and giggle. “Relax, I’ll go clean it now” you pat his chest reassuringly and make your way to Haechan. “If that gets infected I’m never coming over again!” He yells from his previous place in your living room.

•••

When you open the door to your room, haechan is on his phone, sitting at the end of your bed. His hand is caressing his chin in thought. You can’t help but laugh at how silly he looks. “Are you solving another mystery Sherlock Holmes?” You shut the door behind you, leaning up against it to wait for his response.

He glanced up at you, then around the room. He looked as if he was debating whether or not to reveal some information.

“I took something from Yejun’s place…” he begins, you eye him suspiciously, crossing your arms over your chest. “You have to promise you won’t freak out, okay?” He adds, You push off the wall. “What is it? a gun?” You joke, taking a seat next to him.

He doesn’t respond, he only lifts his shirt to take out an object tucked into his waistband.

It was a fire arm. You jump slightly when he holds it in front of you.

“You stole a gun!!? From Mr Choi?!” You break out. Haechan’s hand immediately flys up to cover your mouth. You wiggle away from his hands. “Lee donghyuvk!“ you ready yourself to scold him. You eyes still wide and mouth held agape.

“What? He had it out in the open, In his office, and it was off safety mode- or whatever it’s called. I couldn’t let him have it!” Haechan lifts his shoulders defensively.

You furrow your brows and glare at him. “So you thought it would be a better idea for YOU to have it!?” He cocks his head back a bit. An almost laughable look on his face. He adjusts himself on your mattress before responding.

“What do you mean!? You don’t trust me?” He points at you. You jump back again and lift your hands in the air. The firearm was pointed at you unintentionally.

“Not when it’s still off safety lock, pointed at me, and you’re fucking finger is rested on the trigger!?” You yell. He looks down at the weapon, then back to you, then back to it once again.

“Oh shit- right my bad-“ he lowers the gun, and fixes the trigger lock. You scoff at his recklessness. Then you take a second think, beads of sweet form on your forehead, and your leg begins to bounce against the ground.

You let out a sigh, staring at the gun in his hand.

“We have to give it back” You nod to your self. Knowing that is the best decision. Then look back to him. “Nononono are you crazy? If I give it back he’ll probably shoot me with it. He’s definitely noticed it’s gone now-“

“-Oh my god- what the hell are we going to do?” You place your hands over your face. He’s right. You don’t exactly like the idea of Yejun’s father having a gun laying around, ready to be used.

“Relax- I have a plan” haechan past your head, foolishly tossing the firearm on the bed.

“Of fucking course you do- maybe- maybe we can clean it off and throw it out on the street somewhere, and someone will find it and return it-“ you begin, thinking and talking at the same time. Your eyes travel between his, anxiously.

“Y/n, what do you think he was planing to do with this gun huh? On his desk.. ready to be shot? We already know he’s fucking crazy- and I mean, you hear how much Yejun talks about how abusive he is right-“ he places both hands on either side of your arms, trying to reason with you. You refuse, only shaking your head.

“Stop Hyuck stop!-“

“She’s always going on about how much he argues with his wife and his step kids- always talking about how her dad always threatens to ‘kill’ them-“

You throw his hands off you and point at his chest. “Haechan! Stop! You know how Yejun feels about how we always talk down about her father- she loves him-“

“What if he’s planing to hurt someone- hurt her“ you hesitate for a moment. The thought of anyone hurting any of your friends was always a soft spot for you. And of course haechan knows that.

“With what evidence!? Huh? A fucking gun? That ridiculous, who’s going to believe us?” You question, crossing your arms, your leg still bouncing against your floorboards.

“That’s why I told you I have a plan”

Great… when have any of those gone wrong?

End note: if you see anything that needs to be spell checked, please lmk. Any questions? PLEASE lmk. Any recommendations? Please let me know!! 😚

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lovingsr · 1 year ago

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LAST TRAIN TO JEJU

cw: none

angst to comfort

childhood friends to lovers

IRENE STOOD ON THE BUSTLING PLATFORM of the train station, her heart weighed down by a heavy mixture of nostalgia and longing. The air was thick with the scent of departing dreams and the promise of new beginnings. It had been years since she last saw Seulgi, the person who had once been her peace, her partner in crime, and the one who had always understood her without needing words.

Their first encounter took place during their formative years in kindergarten. Irene, being the shy and quiet kid that she is, was content in observing her classmates, marveling at their carefree interactions and the harmonious symphony of laughter that enveloped the playground. Seulgi, with an infectious smile, noticed Irene sitting alone on the swing and approached her, her eyes twinkling with warmth and her cherubic cheeks protruding playfully.

Since then, the two of them have been inseparable. They would share their snacks together, play alone together, talk about their favourite cartoon, share their dreams, and places they want to visit.

“Let’s visit Jeju!” Seulgi giggles, and Irene shakes her head.

“We’re too young, Seulgi.”

“Then let’s wait until we’re older!”

Throughout their high school years, their bond grew stronger. Seulgi being a member in the track and field team mirrored her vibrant energy, while Irene's dedication to the school's student council showcased her leadership and organizational skills. Despite their opposite activities and interests, their personalities drew them closer, effortlessly bridging the gap between their differences.

Each day, without fail, Seulgi would patiently await for Irene at her house, a familiar routine that signaled the beginning of their shared journey to school. And as the final bell echoed through the halls, signaling the end of classes, Seulgi would insist on accompanying Irene back home, even if it meant walking in the opposite direction of her own house. In those moments, Irene could sense a gentle flutter in her heart, knowing deep down that she had fallen for Seulgi.

“Thank you again, trackstar.” Irene mumbles, feeling her heart beat faster.

"Anytime, Irene. I'll see you again tomorrow?" Seulgi's voice resonated with a mixture of hope and longing as she watched Irene unlatch the small gate to her house and step inside. But just as Irene was about to disappear from view, she stops in her tracks and looks back at Seulgi.

Irene nods, and she gives the athlete a sweet smile. “Take care, Seulgi.”

Then, college had come and gone, the turning point where their once unbreakable bond had dissipated into a faded memory. Irene vividly recalls the farewell they shared, etched in her heart like a bitter melody. Seulgi's words echoed relentlessly in Irene's mind, a broken record playing on repeat, saying she had chosen to pursue her education in a far-off land. It left behind unanswered questions and a void in Irene’s heart that seemed impossible to fill.

"I don't believe in goodbyes, Irene," Seulgi whispered, her voice laced with a gentle tenderness. The thought of witnessing Irene's tears pained her deeply, compelling her to draw Irene into a tight, yet comforting embrace. In that moment, Seulgi's heart sank, overwhelmed by an indescribable longing. "I will search every corner of the universe if I must, but I will find you again."

Irene sniffs, her voice quivering as tears continued to roll down her face. “Promise?”

“Promise.”

As the train station announcer's voice echoed through the station, Irene felt a slight pinch of pain in her heart. "The last train to Jeju will arrive shortly." Jeju Island, a place they had always dreamed of visiting together, now served as a reminder of what they had lost–

“Irene!”

Lost in her thoughts, Irene was jolted back to reality when she heard her name being called out from a distance. Her heart pounded against her chest as she turned around, eyes scanning the crowd. And there, standing amidst the sea of faces, was Seulgi, her same infectious smile cutting through the chaos like a beacon of hope.

Time seemed to stand still as their eyes met, and a flood of emotions rushed through Irene's veins. The years apart melted away, replaced by the familiarity of their shared history. She watched Seulgi make her way toward her, weaving through the crowd.

Irene couldn't believe that Seulgi was finally within her reach again after years of waiting and yearning. She couldn’t believe that she’s in front of her. Even though they both stood in silence, their eyes mirrored the unspoken words between them.

Without warning, Seulgi pulled Irene into a tight embrace, burying her face in Irene's shoulder. Irene's heart swelled with a mixture of joy and relief, her arms wrapping around Seulgi's shoulders as she held on as if she would never let go. She tiptoed a bit to meet Seulgi’s height as Seulgi had grown a few inches taller.

Finally, they pulled apart, their eyes locked in a shared understanding. Seulgi spoke, her voice still gentle and soft that never failed to make Irene’s heart flutter. “I found you, Irene.”

Tears welled up in Irene's eyes upon hearing Seulgi’s words. If everything is a dream right now, she doesn’t want to ever wake up.

“How did you find me?” Irene tilts her head up a bit and met Seulgi’s loving gaze.

“How could I forget about our dream on visiting Jeju together?”

Irene shook her head, a tender smile tugging at her lips. Irene allows her hand to touch Seulgi’s face, a soft sigh leaving from the taller woman’s lips as she melts into the touch. Seulgi feels Irene’s thumb gently caress her skin, making her smile.

“I missed you, Seulgi. A lot. I thought I would never see you again.”

“I missed you, too, Joohyun. I missed you so much, but I'm here now.”

The last train to Jeju arrived, they exchanged smiles before boarding it hand in hand, leaving behind the pain of separation and embracing the hope of a shared journey. The train's doors closed, sealing their commitment to rediscover the friendship that had once defined their lives.

As the train glided along the tracks toward the picturesque island of Jeju, Irene and Seulgi allowed themselves to believe in the power of second chances and the boundless potential of a love that had withstood the test of time.

They would fulfill the promises made by their younger selves.

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