#listen i want hyerin but whatever

[kunformation]

hey i used 2 be nayonqs i’ve changed to hyerlin (exid) 

[hollyxqx]

LOVER, LEAVER  //  JIMIN  //  04

↪ PAIRING: Reader/Park Jimin (initally reader/Jungkook) ↪ SUMMARY: There’s only so much cheating you can take from your boyfriend when he’s on tour before you take matters in to your own hands. ↪ WORD COUNT: 8.4k

↪ WARNINGS: mentions of addiction/drugs | smut w/ premature ejaculation lol | there’s a DUI (don’t yell at me these are the laws where i live) | angsty people being messy

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Namjoon has become a semi-permanent feature around the apartment lately. It's a good thing, even if at times there's an awkward passing of each other in the hallway or moments of slightly uncomfortable silence.

There's been no apologies exchanged between the two of you since whatever that was one month ago in Hyerin's living room. Not that you wanted to give one or particularly receive one, but you would settle for the stiff politeness you exchange for Hyerin's benefit.  He was meeting you halfway, effort equal to yours.

Not much else had changed in those thirty days, aside from your renewed contact with Jimin. It's tentative, hesitant, almost shy even like you don't know each other as well as you do but it's truly a welcome intrusion into your days. Perhaps Jimin's slowness is because he doesn't want to scare you away again.

The topic of Jungkook has yet to come up. You feel as if it's inevitable and dread it.

Jungkook is on your mind nearly daily, whether you like it or not. Since the night Hyerin had told you he was in one of the most inebriated states of his life he had barely been in contact with any one of his regular group of friends, occasionally you'd hear dribbles from Hyerin that he was okay but you were familiar with this pattern. You were worried. An underlying sense of doom twisted your insides whenever his face appeared in your thoughts.

You're not made of stone, even if you wish you were. Two years of affection don't vanish in the blink of an eye, and you always will want him to be happy. He might be telling his friends he's doing (and Hyerin quoted) fucking amazingly right now, but you know that's a lie he's telling himself.

When you see Hyerin for the first time that day you practically all but squeal with excitement, her tiny bump protrudes her slim figure now, nearly five months gone. It's been a few days since you'd last seen her in person and you swear she's grown already. She walks slowly into your shared place after staying with Namjoon for the last few days. He follows behind her.

The first thing you do is bombard her in the doorway, hands instantly going straight to her bump. "God y/n, you're obsessed." She laughs, playfully annoyed but her hand joins yours when there's a flutter as the baby rolls as you coo.

"I swear you've literally grown in the last 5 or whatever days." You tell her, marvelling at her stomach. It's the first time a close friend of yours has been with child and keeping up with her progress has been exciting.

"Well, all we mostly did was eat, didn't we?." She looks to Namjoon who nods silently. "That might be me growing, not baby."

They come inside and you make yourself scarce, disappearing to your own room to give them some space, and well, avoid Namjoon.

Lately much of your time has been spent looking for graduate work. It's unfulfilling and you've yet to find anything substantial but it keeps you occupied. You sit at your laptop and scroll endlessly. Eventually your eyes start to burn and water with the strain of staring at a bright screen to long, followed by an accompanying rumble of your stomach, which means it's definitely time for a break.

You open your bedroom door and listen for a few minutes. It's silent which means you'll likely be undisturbed. The faint sound of a television can be heard but you're sure it must be the one in Hyerin's room, so you head to the kitchen.

As you pass the living area you see Hyerin sleeping on the sofa, head resting on Namjoon's shoulder while his arm drapes lazily over her. You can only see the back of his head so you have no idea if he is awake or not. You don't hang around to find out.

The kitchen is pretty bare these days since your roommate has entered the nausea phase of her pregnancy and is still deciding what makes her sick and what doesn't. You settle for toast. It's not exciting but it's quick.

"Y/n?"

You look to the sound of your name, surprised to find Namjoon standing behind you. He looks as uncomfortable as you feel. "Hey..." You saw slowly. You sound awkward trying to pretend to be chill. "Um. Do you want some food?"

"No." He says. "Thanks."

The silence hangs like a lead weight. You silently scream at him just go away, neither of us wants this!

"I wanted to," He begins. Then coughs. You wait. His eyes look at anything but you when he tries again. "I wanted to apologise to you."

Oh. You're not sure if this is much better than the awkward silence. "That's alright, honestly." You dismiss.

"It isn't. I've been thinking a lot about what you said." He stuffs his hands in his pockets and stares at his shoes. You feel like you're on a hidden camera show or something. You've never seen him act like this before. He's practically shy at this point. "About this baby not wanting me."

"Namjoon," You sigh. "I didn't mean it. I'm sorry, I was just upset and feeling protective about my friend."

"No, that's not what I mean." He shakes his head. "You did mean it. But it's okay, I fuckin' need to hear it."

You just stare silently at him.

"I mean, you could have said it a bit more kindly." He jokes, trying to relieve the tension. You offer him a small smile. "The sentiment was true, and I had never thought about it like that until you laid that truth bomb on me."

"Oh." You hear yourself say.

"I had a dad who didn't give a fuck about me, y'know?" He scratches the back of his neck and looks away. You could swear he was blushing. "Didn't want me and bailed on mom the second he could. If he were to come into my life now, I'd tell him to get lost. Hated that guy my whole life, yknow. I don't want a kid to feel that way about me, ever. Wasting their entire life resenting me." He takes a deep breath. "I just wanted to say thanks, I guess."

You guess your words were part of the impact on the recent change in his behaviour. You hadn't intended them to be but you're glad they did. The toast you were making pops and both you and Namjoon jump a little.

"You don't have to thank me." You leave the bread where it is. "I'm sorry I was so rude about it."

"I'm sorry I called you a bitch."

"I kind of was."

You both laugh a little.  Tension relieves slightly and the awkwardness isn't as palpable anymore.

"Things are going well," He states, referring to Hyerin. "I don't know what's going to happen with me and her, but I'll be here for that kid no matter what, which I guess is the important thing."

"This might sound insincere and I promise it isn't, but I think that's really honourable of you Namjoon."

He shrugs the compliment off, but looks a little happy nonetheless. "Anyway, I'll leave you to your food."

Just as he's about to leave you want to take advantage of the moment and ask about Jungkook. You call out to him and he freezes looking at you expectantly. You almost bottle it and lose your nerve. "Is...is Jungkook okay?"

His entire face changes, expression unreadable. "He's alive, if that's what you mean."

"That's not what I mean."

"Y/n," He lets out a long breath. "No. No he's not okay."

"Is there anything I can do?" God, you feel so guilty and so helpless.

"I don't think there's anything any of us can do right now." Namjoon says sadly. "You can't help someone who won't help themselves."

On that note, he leaves the room.

***

The latest job interview feels like it went well, but so did the last three. You don't pin any hope on it as you walk to the subway, portfolio under one arm, empty paper coffee cup in the other. It gets tossed in the bin at the station. You learned your lesson the first few times; don't get too excited. Although it's hard not to when you want something so badly and it feels within your grasp.

At this point you don't mind working for free, you still have your job at the restaurant. Some money for your hard earned degree wouldn't be unwelcome however.

You sit on the platform waiting for your train, feeling uncomfortable in your outfit. It's very corporate - heels, pencil skirt, blouse. Not very you at all but the interviews require it. According to the electronic information board your train will be here in 4 minutes. Your leg shakes impatiently.

You happen to turn your head at the exact moment Jimin steps on to the platform. His painting studio is nearby which you conveniently forgot, it makes sense for him to be here. You're the one on strange territory, not him. Still, it's a shock to the system. It's been three months since you've seen him in person. His hair is darker, the sandy blonde gone and he's a little leaner; but it's Jimin.

He spots you and slows down momentarily. He's as surprised as you are.

"Hey." He breathes when he reaches you.

"Hi." You smile.

He gestures to your portfolio with a nod of his head. "How'd it go?" Earlier you'd told him through text your plan for that day.

"We'll see." You say as you shrug. "I don't want to get my hopes up."

"Don't worry, I'm sure it went well." He assures with a warm smile. You think he looks as good as ever. "Are you headed home?"

"Yeah." You say. "I can't wait to get out of these clothes. I'm done being secretary barbie for today."

Jimin laughs. "I kind of like it." You give him a sceptical look. "What?" He grins, shooting his best innocent glance. You shake your head. "Listen, y/n, do you want to grab a cup of coffee?"

"Now?"

He nods.

You have nothing better to do, so you agree.

***

It's not strange being with Jimin like this. Which is strange in itself. You anticipated some awkward tension after so many things were unsaid, uncertain and unclear but there was none. He was just Jimin. The same sweet, kind man you'd met two years ago, let into your bed and then proceeded to break his heart. You're not sure if he's selfless or just a glutton for punishment.

He tells you work is great, better than it's ever been which makes you happy. He's talented so it's not a shock but a welcome surprise. He's recently moved to a bigger apartment that he loves. He even thinks he's ready for a pet, although you're sure that last part is said slightly in jest.

You fill him in a little more on your life, texts exchanged you can only say so much. Jimin gets an update on Hyerin which makes him smile. You tell him about Namjoon -  the argument and subsequent apology. The only topic left is Jungkook. It feels like Jimin senses it too because a tension seems to form.

"So..." He says.

"So." You mimic.

He licks his lips. "How is everything...else? Are you still single?"

"Yes, I am." You almost want to laugh at the way he asks the question.

"Me too."

"Are you prying about Jungkook?" You tease.

"Kinda." He laughs. "I didn't know how to bring it up since we were having a good time."

"It's ok." You offer him an encouraging smile. "I haven't seen or heard from him. You?"

"Actually yeah." says Jimin. You raise a brow in surprise. That was unexpected. "A few texts here and there that are erratic to say the least. Sometimes he hates me, sometimes he's sorry. It's kind of worrying actually."

"Namjoon kind of alluded to the same sort of thing. He's worried too."

Jimin nods solemnly. "I always try to reply as best I can, just so if something - touch wood - bad, happens Jungkook knows that door of communication is still open. But he never really responds to me. Just texted more incoherent thoughts." He lets out a long sigh. "Even though we were both shitty friends to each other, I've known him too many years. I have to be there for him no matter what."

A few moments of contemplative silence pass. The coffee shop is rather quiet at the moment, the only other people in the small cafe is a teenager, nose buried in a laptop and a couple in the corner. The boy has shaggy black hair, and is holding onto his girl like she's a prized possession. Sadly, it reminds you of Jungkook during happier times, he always was a little possessive but in a charming way that made your heart swell when you saw him.

You're not entirely sure what to make of the information you've just received. At the very, very, very least, you're glad that Jimin is still there for his friend regardless.

"In spite of all that I'm glad we ran into each other today." You say as lightly as possible. It makes Jimin smile.

"I am also. I've wanted to ask you to meet up so many times but I knew you wanted space." He blushes a little. "I'm glad fate intervened."

"I think it was better this way, actually."

You finish your coffees and Jimin walks you home. His arm occasionally brushes against yours as you walk. When you reach your building the two of you pause in front of it. You wonder if he's going to kiss you and it makes your heart thud wildly. The jury's still out on whether you even want that or not.

"Thanks for walking me home."

"No problem."

He stares at you for a beat. "Can we do this again?"

"Coffee? Uh sure." You reply, slightly confused. He shakes his head.

"No. Or yeah, whatever you want. I just want to see you again. Maybe...like a date?" He gives you such a hopeful yet promising look that's so endearing it almost physically hurts. You open your mouth to reply and as if he anticipates that your about to refuse him he hurries out, "We can take it really slow. No pressure. Just spending time together."

"Alright," You agree, softening. "I'd like that."

Jimin leaves, looking as if he just won a prize of his own.

***

You smile as you remove your jacket and shoes at the front door, mind still entirely occupied with thoughts of Jimin. Your quickly brought back to earth by the voices of Namjoon and Hyerin. At first glance it doesn't appear as if they're arguing but one look at Hyerin's face and you can see something is most definitely up.

"Hey..." You begin cautiously, looking between them.

"Hi." Hyerin strains a smile. "I expected you much earlier. How'd it go?"

She means the interview. "Good I think." You look hesitantly at Namjoon. "I ended up bumping into Jimin, actually."

You wait for judgement to pass across his face but he remains stoically blank. Thank god.

"Oh," Hyerin seems surprised. "Ok."

"What's going on? There's a weird mood in here guys." You ask after a tense moment and silence.

"Jungkook." Namjoon answers with a sigh. You tense immediately.

"What's happened?" You ask, fearing the worst.

Namjoon shakes his head. "He keeps showing up to recording sessions drunk. Or worse. I'm worried."

You're worried too.

***

Inexplicably, the first official date with Jimin is a little awkward. Which is odd, because the accidental crossing of paths a week earlier wasn't in the slightest. Maybe it's because it's officially labelled as a date now, you don't know. Either way, you know he feels it too, stretched silences drawing on a little too long between you.

At the end of the night you allow him to kiss you. It's brief but familiar. You knew you missed the physical side of a romantic relationship but kissing him showed you just how much. As you lay in bed that night, the sensation of the kiss not entirely gone yet, you have to sternly remind yourself that you're taking it slow. You're too used to giving into your desires when you're around him.

The second date is far better, both of you overcome whatever hurdle caused the uncomfortableness in the first one. Jimin treats you to an over priced but amazing meal at a top end restaurant. It feels so grown up, you're not used to dates like this. Jungkook was the first real boyfriend you'd ever had, and his dating style was a lot more casual.

You never exactly had an official first date with Jungkook. Most of the time you spent together involved getting naked together in his apartment enough times that you became a couple. Sure, you went out together but it was mostly to parties or bars. That's just who he was and you accepted that.

The third date Jimin brings you to his art studio. It's an unusual setting for a date, but you go along with it when Jimin promises there's a surprise in store. His eyes twinkle and you can't help but feel a little excitement spark in you. It's an intimate, private piece of him to share with you and it feels special. Different.

His studio is where he does his creating. It's a reasonably large white space that's littered with paint splashes, tarp that protects most of the floor, and works in progress propped up on easels. Although Jimin looks out of place now dressed smartly in slacks and a button up shirt, you can completely imagine him hard at work in here.

"Stop being so coy," You whine impatiently and Jimin chuckles as he strides determinedly across the vast space. You watch, unsure what you're allowed to touch or not touch. "I like surprises but I'm too impatient for the suspense."

"Well, you're just going to have to deal with it." He informs you, before disappearing inside a door on the opposite side of the room.

You gaze around the room as you wait for him to return, absorbing all the visible artwork. There's a lot of rustling before the sound of a crash resonates and Jimin swears.

He truly is talented. No wonder he's been so successful as of late. Your eyes land on a particular work. It's a brightly coloured butterfly, except it's done in watercolour and he's allowed the rainbow paint to drip and run down the canvas. It's beautiful and you wonder why he hasn't sold it yet. An egotistical part of you speculates that it might be inspired by you, given the affectionate nickname he has for you.

When Jimin returns he's holding a canvas against his body but the painted side is facing away from you. You wonder what on earth he's up to.

"Sit." He instructs, pointing to the chrome stool at his desk. You give him a puzzled look but comply anyway. "Close your eyes."

"Jimin - "

"Shush. Now close your eyes."

You sigh and do as he asked, clasping your hands in your lap whilst simultaneously feeling a little ridiculous. There's some shuffling and scraping of metal on the floor and even with your eyes closed you can sense that he's switched some of the lights off. "What are you up to Jiminie?" You ponder aloud.

"You'll see."

You sense some movement behind you and you can tell Jimin is close to you. His hands rest on your shoulders as he leans down to whisper, hot breath ghosting against the shell of your ear. "Okay. Open your eyes butterfly."

You're met with an image that sucks the air out of your lungs. It's you. Jimin has painted you.

Except it's not you. Not regular, every day, flesh and blood you. Painting you is bold and vibrant, he's captured you in a way you've never viewed yourself. The image is clearly based on your face, except you appear more like some mythical fairy. There's flowers woven into your flowing hair that's much longer than yours, covering your naked chest. The only colours on the canvas are red and some pink.

"Jimin..." You begin, attempting to search for the right words that convey just how overwhelmed you feel. His eyes bore into you expectantly. "This is incredible. You're so talented! It's me right?"

He laughs. "Of course its you."

"You made me look beautiful, I almost didn't recognise myself." You admit, blushing. "No one has ever done anything like this for me before. Why did you paint this?"

"You've kind of been a muse to me for a while now." He confesses.

"A muse? Me?"

He nods. "Yeah...it's kind of embarrassing. Ever since the first time we met you've always been a source of inspiration. So thank you, I guess."

"Why me?" You blurt. "I'm just so ordinary, I wish I looked like this." You gesture to the canvas.

"It's more than just how you look, you know. You're beautiful, of course, but you're strong and tough yet still somehow soft enough to be kind, even when people don't deserve it. Not all strong people have that in them y/n but you do."

"I don't know what to say." You whisper, swivelling round to face him.

"That's why I chose the colours I did. Red for the passion and fire within you, and pink because you're sensitive and compassionate. I felt that it suited you."

"I don't deserve you, Park Jimin." You tell him as you pull him in for a kiss. "You might be the sweetest boy I've ever met."

"You do deserve me."

He kisses you fiercely, cupping your face with his hands. The angle is a bit uncomfortable as you're still sitting whilst he's standing but you don't care. The rush of affection you feel for him right now is the only thing on your mind.

"I love the painting." You breathe against his lips. "Thank you."

You separate, albeit reluctantly but he locks your hands together.  "This is my one creation I won't ever sell. I'm going to hang it somewhere, maybe my gallery so everyone can see it. I just needed the inspirations approval first." He smiles.

"You more than have it. I'm so lucky I have someone so talented in my life."

Standing now you lock arms around his neck and kiss him slower and deeper than before. Jimin's hand at the small of your back presses you flush against him. His hand slides lower and lower until he's giving the plump flesh of your ass a rough squeeze. It's too easy to get carried away and you badly want him to take you then and there.

He groans pulling away, biting your lip as he does so. "Taking it slow, yeah?" He asks breathlessly. "Does that mean no sex right away?"

"That's probably for the best..." You can't help but kiss him again. You remember how good it felt and it takes everything not to say fuck me against the wall. "There's time."

He presses his forehead against yours and smiles. "Whatever you want, butterfly."

***

Hyerin is at the point of her pregnancy now where her maternity leave has began and days are spent nesting and preparing for the upcoming baby. Preparations unfortunately (and sadly, for you) include her moving into Namjoon's apartment with him. This means two things. One; things are still on a good track for the couple and you're glad and two; you now need to find a roommate, short of getting a fabulously paying job within the next few days.

The painful silence on the employment front is enough to make you uneasy but you're always sure to wear a brave for your friend. She has enough to worry about, you think, and you know the decision to move out wasn't done lightly or with malice either. Hyerin even offered to help you find a new roommate but you waved her off. Read: enough to worry about.

You continue with the job search and fruitless interviews and plough forward, facing no other choice. On the last day Hyerin and you will be living together you both agree to go shopping together. She needs a few more items for the baby and you well, you need a distraction from life for a few hours.

Aimlessly you stroll around a mall that's a forty minute drive away, Hyerin's recommendation because she wanted somewhere with aircon since lately she's been uncomfortable almost all the time. Even though she complains multiple times about her size on the journey you still she thinks she looks great.

She shows you pictures of the newly decorated nursery and your heart warms. Hyerin doesn't have to verbalise it outright, you know she's extremely excited. When you enter a baby clothing store she's cooing and aw'ing over every tiny item and ends up buying more than she wanted to. She looks at you at the checkout and shrugs, as if to say oh well.

"How's Jimin...?" She asks coyly, peering at you out of the corner of her eye. You hold the door for the makeup store open for her and she waddles through. She's aware you've been seeing him, but neither of you have had much time to catch up on details.

"Good. Great." You can't help the smile that stretches your lips.

"You're happy." She informs you and you nod. "I wouldn't put you two together but now that i've seen you with him, it makes sense you know."

"I like him." You cock your head. A year ago you might agreed with her but the more time you spend with him the more you enjoy his company.

"I've never spent much time with him, but I trust your judgement. Would it be strange for the four of us to spend time together?" She hums, swatching a lipstick on the back of her palm, before frowning at the color.

Your stomach twists at the thought. "Maybe in ten years when everyone's forgotten what I've done." You joke. "Namjoon is Jungkook's bestfriend. I wouldn't want him to be uncomfortable."

"It's a shame you started like that."

"Nothing's official."

"Yet." She counters.

You offer a non-committal hum, still unsure if that is exactly the route you want to go down with Jimin. It's easy now, just to see where it goes and take things slowly.

Bored of shopping and after only buying one dress for yourself (that you weren't particularly excited about, but felt the urge to treat yourself regardless) the two of you make the mutual decision to grab a bite to eat. You're more than happy to let Hyerin choose the venue.

She scrolls lazily through her phone while you wait for the food to arrive. You have a text from Jimin sent forty five minutes earlier telling you to have a nice day and you smile at your phone, warmth radiating in your chest.

"Oh my God."

You look up at Hyerin's voice. She has a hand over her mouth and her eyes are wide as she stares at the screen. Instantly you know something is wrong. Fear immediately prickles at your skin, anticipating a problem with the baby.

"What?" Panic is at the edge of your voice. "What's wrong?"

She hesitates and it only serves to worry you further. "I hate that I am the one to show you this but..." Nothing more is said when she slides her phone across the table to you. Frowning you squint at the device, open to a webpage.

Jungkook has been arrested.

Time feels completely frozen as you scroll, reading as fast as your eyes will allow. Your heartbeat is thrumming, uncomfortable and loud in your ears as you try and absorb as much of the information as the article had written. In the middle of the page their was a tacky tabloid picture of him being roughly escorted by police, hands linked behind his back with cuffs. It's even more unfortunate that this was such a public affair.

You swear under your breath at the reason he's in this position, the glaring words taunting you. Drunk driving and disorderly behaviour.

"Are you ok y/n?" Hyerin asks cautiously.

"No." A hot tear splashes on her phone and you wipe it away quickly. "This is bad. It says he's in hospital. Right there at the bottom."

"What for?"

"Apparently he caused an accident and ended up injured. It doesn't give details."

You share a look across the table of fear mixed with worry. Silently you slide her phone back to her. You had anticipated something bad happening as a result of his drinking but not this. Jungkook was a public figure and it pained you to see him immortalised like this. It pained you to know he had taken his recklessness to a new level. It pained you that all of this was happening.

"Let's eat quickly and then go home. I'll call Namjoon and see if there's anything we can do." You friend tells you gently, knowing you well enough to know you won't be able to sit still for the rest of the day. Maybe there was nothing you could do but you could try.

***

"He asked for you."

You stare at Namjoon, astonished. Those were the last words you expected to leave his lips. Standing at your doorway, looking as worried as you felt he patiently waited for your reaction.

"He hates me." The first thought that enters your mind slips out before you can stop it. Namjoon shrugs.

"I'm just the messenger."

Everything about this feels like a bad idea. Your entire body tenses, as if on high alert. Jungkook wants to see you. He could have called you but he didn't, which makes you feel apprehensive. He wants a face to face, which to you, feels like a horrible scenario waiting to be played out. The last time you met in person did not go well.

"I'm on my way now, if you want to join me." Namjoon jingles his car keys at you for emphasis. The idea of not being entirely alone with Jungkook feels slightly more tolerable.

"Fine." You offer reluctantly. He spares you a few minutes to get ready and gather your things before the two of you head to the hospital together.

When you had phoned Jimin a few days prior to share the news it was no surprise to you that he was already aware. You wondered if he had been to visit Jungkook or had plans to, or if Jungkook even wanted that. You don't voice this aloud to Namjoon.

It's mostly quiet in the car and you stare out the window, hoping Namjoon doesn't feel uncomfortable. There's no tension between you anymore but you're not exactly best buds forever. He puts the radio on and you're thankful it eases the silence.

"What do you think about rehab?" You ask, still looking out the window. "For 'Kook. Do you think he needs it?" You clarify.

"I would love it if he went." Namjoon sighs, out of the corner of your eye he grips the wheel a little tighter. "Maybe this will be a wake-up call for him."

Hyerin had told you that Namjoon had been completely sober since they had agreed to try and be together for the sake of their unborn child. It had surprised you to an extent but Namjoon had never been as bad as Jungkook, never appeared as if anything was a problem (not infront of you anyway) and apparently he had no issue maintaining a sober life these days. Jungkook always did do everything better than everyone else.

Anticipation brings a slight tremble to your body as you trail behind Namjoon on your way to Jungkook's hospital suite. He agrees to go in first to tell Jungkook you're here. Your knee shakes when you sit on one of the uncomfortable plastic chairs outside the room.

Every second that passes as you wait feels achingly slow. The low voices of the two men rumble through the thin wall but you can't make out exactly what is being said. You're not sure if you want to. Maybe you could run, it's not too late.

The door clicks open and Namjoon gestures for you to go inside. He doesn't follow.

Jungkook lies in a white bed in the center of the room, propped up on a few large soft pillows. The first thing you think when your eyes land on him is that he doesn't look good. He's thinner and bruised from the accident. "Hi." You whisper for some reason. The room feels too quiet.

"Hey, come sit." He croaks hoarsely, gesturing to a chair next to the bed. His eyes follow you as you cross the room and you feel awkward.

You don't know where to start. "How are you?" It feels redundant but it's the best you've got.

"Battered n' bruised." He smiles but it's clearly forced. "Thanks for coming."

"I was surprised you asked for me. But I'm glad you're okay. Pictures of your car were online. It looked wrecked."

He shrugs. "It's worse than it looks. Modern cars are actually pretty safe. Just a few broken ribs but I'm golden."

Jungkook rubs tiredly at his face, stifling a yawn. There's a new tattoo on his hand. You wonder if there's more. "Don't take this the wrong way but I thought you would be in jail."

"I was injured so they took me here. I have a trial in a few weeks. Probably will just get a DUI." He explains. "I'm sorry we had to meet like this but I've wanted to for a long time. Thought you'd take pity on me and visit."

"It's not pity that brings me here. " You say quietly. He's staring at you so intently you can't meet his gaze for much longer and opt to stare at your lap. "I care."

Jungkook reaches for your hand. Confused, you go to take it but stop for a moment. There's undeniable injection sites in between the blue black ink of his tattoos. He's been shooting up. What you don't know exactly but you know taking anything intravenously means things are bad. You take his hand, albeit shakily. You say nothing about what you noticed.

"I'm in trouble baby." He says. You've never heard him sound so vulnerable before. Your heart positively aches in your chest. "I'm in so much trouble."

"What's going on with you Kook?" You press, squeezing his hand.

"I think I'm out of control." To your complete and utter despair he blinks away a few tears. "I could have killed someone just because I wanted to get fucked up."

"You've always liked to get drunk Kookie..." You say joylessly.

"I don't know when it went from getting drunk to have fun and this. It's not fun anymore."

"It was so stupid of you. So stupid." You sigh. "You are better than that."

"I want to be."

He's gripping your hand so tightly, so desperately you die a little inside. He's broken.  "You can get help, there's professionals who are trained to help people exactly like you. All you need to do is take it."

"I want to." He whispers.

"Do it." You are almost begging. "Just. Do. It."

"I'll get Hoseok to look into it for me. Take some time off and sort my head out." He offers you another smile but it's somber. You hope more than anything his words are genuine. Not much else is said between you, other than you offering whatever support and reinforcement you can give.

You hold his hand until you leave, kissing him on the forehead before you go.

***

Jimin strokes your hair absent-mindedly as you lay together in his bed. Your head rests on his chest as you scroll through your phone whilst he watches television. It's so sickeningly domestic, it surprises you how much you enjoy it. You find yourself googling rehab centre's in the area for Jungkook. It's not much but you want to help.

Something Jimin's watching makes him laugh and you peer up at him. "I love this show." He smiles when he notices you looking at him. "You should watch it with me."

"Yeah, in a minute." You mumble, going back to your device. You're composing a few links to send to Hoseok, even though as Jungkook's manager he is fully capable of doing it himself you just want to ensure Jungkook has the opportunity to consider all the options possible.

"What are you doing?" He asks. "It must be important to have captured your attention like this. Job searching?"

"No. I'm looking at rehab places for Jungkook."

"Oh." Jimin replies quietly. He understands why when you explain to him that you went to visit Jungkook. There's an arduous history that comes along with dating you, he knows that. In an ideal world, there wouldn't be but you think he likes you enough to put up with it. You hope. "That's nice of you."

"It's the least I can do. I'm giving Hoseok a list and then I'm all yours, babe. Hold on."

With a heavy sigh you put your phone on his nightstand and snuggle into him a little more. You hook one of your legs around his waist, as if you can't be close enough to him. His hand grips your thigh and holds it there. "Do you want to stay tonight?" He hums. Since you've rekindled things you've yet to actually spend the night together. Tonight you don't want to be alone.

"Please." You reply.

Sensing you might need it, Jimin swoops in for a kiss. Having not had sex yet every time you kiss lately it seems to get real dirty real fast. Neither of you show much self restriction now. It's almost too easy to slide over so you're lying on top of him, knees pressed into the mattress either side of his narrow hips. His hands grip your ass outside of your clothes, encouraging you to grind against him. It doesn't take him long to get hard from this.

Somewhere in the back of your mind you wonder if you're the last girl he's been intimate with. A possessive part of you hopes so but the thought goes as quickly as it comes.

Jimin has been so patient with you, so it's your turn to take the lead and let him know you're ready now. Breaking away from his lips you sit up, crossing your arms across your torso, pulling your shirt up and over you head. He watches you, dreamy and glassy-eyed as if he can't quite believe what's happening.

"You sure?" He breathes, eyes drinking in your newly exposed chest.

"Positive."

Resuming the kiss, his hands explore your body, feeling every inch of you. He quickly snaps your bra off and you help him slide it down your arms. You whine when his hands cup your breasts, thumbs grazing your nipples. You're extra sensitive there anyway but going a long time without being touched only heightens the sensations. Jimin keens at your reaction and grins against your lips.

"Mm, you like this." He whispers, tweaking one of the hardened buds. You only moan your agreement, rutting against him. Feeling how hard he is against you only makes your stomach lurch with arousal.

"Touch me Jimin, do anything you want. I've missed this." You tell him desperately, already feeling a little light headed.

"Fuck," He says wet mouth against your neck as his hands slide underneath the back of your leggings. "Take these off."

You roll on to your back and quickly wiggle the clothing down your hips while Jimin whips his own shirt off. He's on you in an instant, using his hips to push your legs apart. You're barely focusing on his sloppy kisses over your chest because you're too busy trying to get his pants off. He laughs at your failed attempt and his breath tickles.

"Get naked." You demand. "We've waited long enough."

The belt he's wearing slides through the loops on his pants and hits the floor with a thud. Briefly he stands to kick off his jeans and you can't help but ogle the outline of his hardness through the tight grey boxers slung low on his hips. Naked skin on skin makes you feel almost drunk when he's back in your arms. His body is warm and familiar and god, so soft you melt into him easily.

You're hot all over from his touch. His hands consume your body as if it's the first time he's every touched you and wants to explore everywhere.

The time for teasing can wait. You're already gripping his impossibly hard length underneath the material of his underwear, slowly stroking him up and down. He hisses at the contact.

"Do I need a condom?" Somehow there's still a rational part of his brain functioning right now, despite the handjob. Truth be told, you'd forgot that little detail.

"No, tested right after Jungkook."

"I'm still clean." Jimin assures you.

"Good."

He slides down the bed, ungracefully struggling out of his underwear. You bite back a laugh. He's adorable. "Can I eat you out first?" He pleads, already hovering dangerously close to your cunt. You agree eagerly. His beautiful mouth was always fantastic between your thighs.

Jimin's tongue drags through your wet lower lips from top to bottom and you shudder involuntarily. Lately you've been so busy you don't even remember the last time you'd masturbated so his touch is nearly overwhelming. It takes a few cursory experimental licks before he finds his rhythm again. You fist is hair keeping his head firmly in place so you can roll your hips against his face.

He pulls away so quickly you think somethings wrong. "Jimin - "

" - I need to be inside you, now. The friction of my cock against the bedsheets was already getting too much." He laughs, crawling over you. His cock slides against your dripping, now aching, pussy and you groan. "I haven't had sex since you." He whispers, face hovering over yours.

Your hands grip his shoulders while he glides into you. The stretch is a little much at first and he stills for a minute, watching your face for any reactions after seeing you wince. "Okay?" He murmurs, nosing your cheek and peppering a few kisses across your skin.

"Okay." You repeat. "Fuck me." You whisper running a thumb over his plush lip. You can't help but gaze at his face, eyes blown out. He's gorgeous in such a delicate yet sexy way. "Please."

He slowly begins to move his hips, in and out, in and out, in and out and your eyes flutter shut with pleasure. All you were thinking about was how perfect he feels. Your legs fall open a little wider and your back arches against the bed. "Yes, Jimin - right there - god."

His breath is hot against your skin from exertion. He feels so good, filling you up like this. The more he works his hips the better the stretch is. You claw at his ass, encouraging him to go harder.

"Oh, shit, shitshitshit." He moans loudly, driving into you forcefully. He stops for a moment and you look at him, expecting him to rearrange your position or maybe he wants something different. His eyes are tightly screwed shut and his head hangs, as if he's in pain.

"...Jimin?"

"I'm sorry."

You're lost. What is he sorry for? Then it dawns on you.

"Did you just - "

"Yeah."

He's embarrassed and he avoids your gaze. This has never happened to you before, you've heard the stories of guys coming too quickly but thankfully had never experienced it. Until now. You try not to look too upset at the loss of an orgasm tonight because you can already see how annoyed with himself Jimin is. "I'm sorry, it's been a while and you felt so good...and yeah. Fuck this is embarrassing."

His now softening cock slips out of you and you can feel the tell tale sign of his release being to leak out. "Hey," You pull him down to you, and reassuringly kiss him. These things happen. You hadn't expected to last long either. "It's okay. Don't worry about it, next time will be better."

"I wanted our next first time to be unbelievable." He shakes his head, burying it into the crook of your neck with a frustrated groan. "Let me at least make it up to you now."

He props himself up on his left elbow as his right hand makes it's way down your body, over your bellybutton and straight to your neglected center. Languidly circling your clit with the pads of his forefinger and index you sigh in pleasure. "Do you want my mouth, butterfly?" He licks your neck up to your jaw, kissing the side of your parted mouth.

"I've got your cum in me." You huff, feeling a little self conscious and well, gross. You can't imagine that will be an enjoyable experience for him.

"I don't care." He's already moving down your body before you can protest further. "Want to feel you cum on my face."

"Jimin." You whine, trying to close your legs.

"Shit, ok. Hold on." He tells you, jumping up from the bed and disappearing into the adjoining bathroom in all his naked glory. Puzzled, you can only watch and anticipate his next move. He returns with a washcloth and gently cleans you up.

"You are so freakin' cute sometimes." You grin, unable to quite comprehend his thoughtfulness. Your heart clenches. No guy has ever done anything like this before for you. Although it's not a major display of affection, or even a big deal really, the simple gesture reads; I want to take care of you.

"I don't want you to feel uncomfortable." He shrugs. When he's done he disposes of the cloth and before he can resume eating you out you grab at him, crashing your lips to his.

"I like you so much." You mumble against him.

"I like you too."

Jimin kisses you slowly for a few moments more, hands wandering down your ribs before gripping the flesh of your thighs. He spreads them once more, before shifting so he's in a more advantageous position. "Can I? Now?" He breathes. You nod.

When he licks into you, your eyes flutter shut and you allow yourself to just enjoy it. His thumbs rub circles on the soft flesh of your inner thighs. He keeps his eyes trained on you, reading your body language. "Ji-min," You breathe. "Want your fingers. Fuck me with them."

The bed creaks as he shifts to comply with your request. Two fingers slip inside you as you clench down, Jimin moans against your clit. Your hips start moving of their own according, rocking against his mouth. When you cum it's so intense you almost sit up completely as your muscles contract. His hands anchor you down.

"Oh my god." You exhale, panting.

"I'm hard again." He laughs. "So sexy." He murmurs, kissing all over the inside of your thighs.

"You wanna go again?"

"If you do."

When Jimin fucks you again he's spooning you from behind, a hand curled underneath your thigh to hold you open for him. He peers down and watches his cock disappear inside of you, moaning at how wet you are. This feels like heaven to you. You clutch his free hand and lock your fingers together.

He cums with a loud groan against the back of your neck. Sweet praises are whispered in your ear as he holds you tightly to him. "You're my favourite, butterfly."

You tenderly look at him over your shoulder. "You're my favourite too."

***

Spending time with Jimin makes you feel like you're floating with pure, unwavering happiness whenever you leave him. He's so sweet and generous - you feel safe with him. Jungkook might have destroyed your ability to trust easily but Jimin is unknowingly building it back up for you. It might be because it's not what he says, it's what he does, all to let you know he cares.

When you leave his place the next morning, full of the breakfast he's made you (with coffee; he remembers how you like it - milk and no sugar), you catch yourself smiling unconsciously several times. You'd feel ridiculous if you weren't so happy.

There's a few moments where you feel guilty for being so elated, worrying about Jungkook. You make a mental note to contact Hoseok in a few days to check in. Hopefully Jungkook is in rehab by then, or at the very minimum taking serious steps towards it.

Home feels empty without Hyerin now. You need to find a roommate, and soon, but the idea of replacing her isn't one you're ecstatic about. She suggested her friend Taehyung, the person you'd met once when he was roped into helping you move. He might be your only hope at this point.

Your phone chimes as you settle into you room. When Namjoon's name appears on your screen it brings a frown to your face, he texts you so infrequently it can only be bad news. Your heart begins to race as you swipe the message open.

from: namjoon jungkook's disappeared from the hospital. He was supposed to be discharged today and no one can reach him. I know you care about him still so i thought you'd want to know. Let me know if he calls you ok?

You swear loudly as you re-read the message. If you know Jungkook as well as you think you do him leaving the hospital without telling anyone was an escape. You appreciate Namjoon reaching out but you almost wish you didn't know that information. Jungkook is in trouble and there's nothing you can do.

MASTERLIST

[girls-scenarios]

EXID as Older Sisters

Prompt: EXID as older sisters?

A/N: I hope you all enjoy! - Admin Kiwi

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Solji:

She’s almost like a second mom to you

Probably a lot older

Takes care of you even as a kid

Would cry if she accidentally hurt you when you were little

Always there when you need her

Keeps photos of you in her wallet

Cool and composed

At least, she is to your friends

You know that she’s secretly a weirdo

You’d have photos of her that are so embarrassing she’d kill you if they got out

Loves to laugh and play games with you

Sings loudly in the shower and hogs all the hot water

Gets really loud when she’s excited or upset

But becomes mature when you need her to

Can flip between silly and serious in a snap

She’d drive you and your friends places when you were too young to drive

Probably took you to school too

Would empty out her pockets for you

Bought you a pet even when your parents said no

Always takes your side

Even if the two of you argue, she’d always be first to apologize

Despite her fun nature, she’s really mature and determined

She’d try not to let you see her cry

You’d really look up to her because of how strong she is

And how much she cares for those around her

LE:

She’s really cool and feminine

She’d also probably be a lot older than you

When she was younger, the two of you would play with legos and toys

And she’d do voices to make you laugh

You’d be a bit intimidated by her when she was in high school

Mostly because she’d be in her rebellious phase

And the two of you would argue a lot

Especially if you interrupted her while listening to or making music

But even if the two of you weren’t super close during that time

She’d secretly protect you from behind the scenes

Scaring off any potential bullies with a well-placed glare

The two of you would get closer over time

If you were interested, she’d teach you how to do different makeup looks

And how to dress for any occasion

She’d turn you into a bit of a fashionista yourself

Always buying you the best if you wanted it

Her closet would be full of clothes that you could borrow if you asked

She’d also be happy to do your nails

Chatting with you as the two of you sat letting the nail art dry

As she got older, her old silly side would come out again

She’d have a very loud laugh that would make you laugh too

Even if the two of you couldn’t see each other much, she’d text you with photos of where she was

Or to show you funny rap lyrics

She’d also really value your opinion for her songs

She’d probably scare off some of your potential dates with her strong look

But the ones who stayed would learn that she just wanted the best for you, and that she was actually really nice

Even if she was a little bit awkward at showing it

Hani:

She’s a very caring and doting older sister

She’d fawn over you when you were a baby

Always wanting to carry you around

The two of you would be super close from the very beginning

Pretty much always hanging out together

Even if she would embarrass you when you were in high school with some of her antics

She’s really smart and athletic

And you’d strive to keep up with her, especially since your teachers would compare you to her

At first, this would make you upset at her

But once you realized that she wasn’t doing it to hurt you and she got upset when you thought that way, you’d drop the subject

The two of you would have friendly competition after that

Since she’s shy around strangers, you’d usually do the ordering when out to eat, or be the one to talk to people and make friends

But she’d be... really strange at home

Sometimes you’d walk in on her doing something weird in her bedroom and just sigh and shut the door

She’d burst into your room whenever she learned a new trick

“Hey look (Y/N), I just learned how to take a picture with my toes!” “That’s so gross, I don’t want to see!”

There would be a lot of playful wrestling and fighting between the two of you, especially as kids

Even as adults, the two of you would tease each other

Trying to get on each other’s nerves and “win”

“You must really look up to me, right?” “Nope, you’re just weird.”

Despite all of this, she’d really care about you

Always checking in to make sure you were okay

And calling you whenever you both had time off from busy schedules

Hyerin:

She’s been weird since she was born

She’s also been loud since she was born

As a kid, you’d think she was the funniest person in the world

She’d always make you laugh with her funny faces and sounds

And she could make even driving or taking tests fun

She’d rarely be serious about anything

She’d love to tease you as well

Poking at you until you poked back or chased her around the room

Easily excitable

She’d be a ball of energy and laughter

And she wouldn’t care what other people thought of her

Completely okay with being her weird self

In high school, you’d be a bit embarrassed of her

But at the same time, she’d be able to teach you how not to care about other people’s words

And it would be a big help while you were going through puberty

As you got older, you’d realize that she was secretly caring and helpful in a lot of ways

She’d tell your parents to give you some of her allowance when you mentioned saving up to buy something

And she’d help you study when you were really upset over school

Even though she was working hard as a trainee and then an idol, she’d send you gifts and money if you needed them

Behind her playful attitude, she’d be a hard worker

Her positivity would get you both through some rough times

“Just smile and keep your head up. I know you can do it.”

Her laugh could almost always brighten your mood

Surprisingly, she’d give good advice over a glass of wine

Then would be right back to her silly self

Pinching your cheek and telling you how glad she was to have you as a little sibling

Jeonghwa:

Even though she’s older, she’d sometimes act like the younger sibling

She most likely wouldn’t be much older than you

When the two of you are younger, you’d probably fight a lot

Especially for your parents attention

However, the two of you would still be close

Pretty much attached at the hip

Yeah, she’d love to tease you until you threw your pillow at her

But only SHE could tease you

She wouldn’t fight for you herself

But just a flutter of her eyelashes would bring an army of admirers to her side who would easily overrun any bullies

Your friends would all be in love with her

To them, she’d be beautiful, angelic, and perfect

Especially since she’d play the piano and dress perfectly

She’d bring you your lunch or take you to school because she’d love the attention she got from your classmates

They’d never believe you when you said she was mischievous at home

She’s a bit clingy too

Whines and annoys you when she wants you to do something with her

Would totally drag you out shopping with her

Or to the concert of whatever her favorite idol happened to be that month

Or to work out with you because she wouldn’t want to go alone

Once she started training, though, she’d become a lot more mature

Surprising you when she came home during a break

The two of you would stay close, visiting each other as much as possible and doing video calls late into the night

She’d still be a bit annoying, teasing you and laughing loudly

But she’d also listen to all your problems and would give you sound advice about life

Her gifts would always be well-wrapped and thought out

And she’d always greet you with a hug and a smile

Excited to see her “adorable little sibling” again

[personalkdtl]

Oxford Princess ~ Chanyeol Scenario

Genre: Bay Boy! Au, Guitarist! Au, Romance, Smut, Mature Language

Summary: You just returned from London after finishing your degree and deciding to finally let your friend convince you of dragging you out to a fun night it quickly becomes an unusual meeting. He was your complete opposite, carefree and didn’t seem to know boundaries…something you didn’t wanted to know.

Note: Save me from writing bad smut, ugh. I never thought this would be so long but tell me what do you think.

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“I will pick you up at 6:30 and wear something edgy” Your friend Hyebin said through the phone and as you kept on arranging your clothes back into your wardrobe

“Why edgy? I thought we were going to see your friend’s band?” When your best friend suggested bringing you over to a live band you expected something like a soft pop or something related to it

“Well yeah; Sehun is in a rock band but it will be fun, I promise!” Hyebin said with enthusiasm and you mentally face palmed yourself since that definitely wasn’t your type of atmosphere

You returned to Korea a few weeks ago due to your studies at Oxford and Hyebin wasn’t able to properly go out with you ever since you returned because of her work with thesis. Since you missed her you agreed going to whatever placed she wanted but never expected that tonight the usually reserved and quiet you will be at some bar watching a rock band play when it wasn’t even one of your main genres to listen to.

“I will just wear whatever black clothes I can find…and if I feel uncomfortable we will leave immediately, okay?” A soft sigh escaped your lips and you heard your best friend squealing in delight over the line as you gave in

Going to watch a rock band sounded completely out of character for you but since she was your best friend you had to make an effort for her, and some part of you knew that Hyebin insisted so much on going because probably the guy she mentioned earlier invited her and she needed some back-up.

“I hope I don’t end third wheeling” You whispered to yourself and started rummaging through your clothes trying to find something close to “edgy” as your friend suggested

You locked your apartment and hoped for the best while you were waiting for Hyebin to come for you; the clothes you decided to wear were okay and something that you would usually wear but the long sleeved off-the shoulder black shirt you were currently wearing made you feel a little self-conscious about exposing some of your skin. Your mind was already telling you to go back and place on a simple shirt but Hyebin was already arriving at the entrance of the building so you had to go.

“Hey, can I go upstairs quickly and change my shirt?” You asked opening the passenger’s seat but a frown quickly appeared on your best friend’s face as she denied with her head

“You look good and wear that for a change once in a while” She laughed at how something so little made you overreact but she still pulled you inside her car to drive over to the destination

Being with Hyebin on the car helped you relax and completely forget about the shirt; many girls wore even more revealing clothes to clubs and bars so what you were wearing was completely fine and all that over thinking was for nothing. When the two of you arrived you could notice the place looked nice from the outside giving you the impression that Hyebin brought you to a decent place after all.

“The place looks good” You commented going out of the car and linking arms with her

“I would never bring you to some dangerous bar since I know just how paranoid your intellectual ass is” She joked and with a scowl you lightly punched her arm wanting to let go of her grip but Hyebin only pulled you inside with her

The bar was a spacious place filled with tables, at the sides and the center was cleared for the space at the front of the stage. You saw some girls wearing shorts with net thighs and some were wearing crop tops which only confirmed your feeling that this wasn’t your environment, but since everything had a calm feeling to it you decided to let it go.

“You came” Said a voice from behind the two of you as Hyebin let go of your arm and went to hug the guy who just appeared

He was a tall boy with very pale skin and jet black hair, his very sharp jawline and strong stare made you wonder how he knew Hyebin since you knew that she was an outgoing and bubbly girl so her usual circle of friends were people with those characters. Her smile was huge when she let go of the boy and finally introduced the two of you.

“This is Sehun; he is the drummer in the band we came to watch today” Her cheerful voice when she introduced him only made you chuckle, you knew she liked him a lot

“I am ______________, nice to meet you” You offered back with a smile as the two of you shook hands

“You are Hyebin’s friend who studied at Oxford right? She talked so much about you ever since you came back” Sehun said and you looked over at your friend who only smiled knowing that you couldn’t blame her for voicing out how proud she was of you for getting that scholarship

“Yup, that’s me but please don’t tell the whole bar about it….I bet Hyerin can do that on her own” You joked and Sehun laughed loudly as your friend whined at how unfair you were with her

Sehun excused himself stating that he had to get ready to be on stage and with a wave he disappeared from your view. You got something to drink and picked a table near the stage so Hyebin could watch the band better as you saw Sehun and his band getting ready to be on stage and decided to get the truth from her while you had time to spare.

“You obviously like Sehun, A LOT” You said and her eyes widened while her cheeks were turning into a rosy pink from being caught on so quickly

“Was I so obvious?” Hyebin nervously bit her bottom lip but you quickly dismissed her statement by waving your hand

“I am your best friend so I know you very well. He doesn’t look like the guy who is your typical friend so you must like him to be doing all these different stuff” You reasoned and she nodded while you took a sip of your drink and asked who the other men with him on the stage were

“They are all his friends from Korea University of Arts; Jongin plays the bass, Baekhyun is the vocalist and also plays the acoustic guitar, the one with the electric guitar is Chanyeol” She introduced each of them while you only nodded and watched how Sehun slowly waved at the two of you

“Are you two officially dating?” The question slipped from you the moment you saw your friend excitedly waving back at him

“He hasn’t asked me or even given me signals that he likes me but I hope he tells me something soon, it frustrates me that I don’t know what’s going on” Hyebin sighed a little but you patted her back since you had a feeling that Sehun liked her back

After some minutes the bar began to become a bit crowded and a man walked to the stage and welcomed everyone as the crowd cheered for him. He started introducing the band as EXO-K when all of the members where on stage as the crowd cheered for them, Sehun clacked his sticks 3 times and then they started to perform. The atmosphere quickly turned into one of joy as there were people jumping, some were bobbing their heads to the music along with some drinks on their hands, while you tried to focus on the band and what they were currently singing.

“Actually, I kind of like how they sound and that boy knows how to sing” You had to talk a little loud over to Hyebin as she was singing the lyrics to their songs

“They are really good, and the tall one Chanyeol writes most of the lyrics to the songs” She informed you and shouted along with the crowd when the song was over

The night dragged along with you listening to every different song they had to offer; some were more on the soft side of rock which you enjoyed, while others were more on the hype rock style which made the crowd go completely crazy. They announced that they were going to take a short break and the crowd dispersed to grab drinks.

You saw Sehun and his friends coming down from the stage and the tallest one of them grabbed a beer after sending a flirty wink to some of the girls who were waiting. You were busy talking with Hyebin that you didn’t notice that Sehun and his bandmates were already on their way to your table.

“Nice to see you here Hyebin” The one you recognized as Jongin greeted your friend as she smiled

“You guys were awesome!” Hyebin said and handed Sehun a glass of water she ordered earlier

“Who is your pretty friend?” The deep voice belonging to one of them made you look at him as he sent you a flirty grin but you weren’t swayed by it since your mind was occupied at how he carelessly called you hot when you were mere strangers

“This is my best friend ______________” Hyebin introduced you to them and you only waved awkwardly at them not knowing what else to say

“Park Chanyeol, you were the one who studied at Oxford right?” He introduced himself taking a sip of his drink but you were feeling a little uncomfortable so you decided to look somewhere else

“Yeah, Creative Writing and I finished a few weeks ago” You said and the boys seemed to be interested in your career choice

“That is so cool, you must be very intelligent” Sehun said and you could only laugh a little as Hyebin told them how you were always helping her with English homework

“Maybe you could help Chanyeol with some of his writing skills on English” Baekhyun joked and said boy only rolled his eyes at him but sent you a big smile

“Actually I am on up on that, what do you say if I invite you to a study date?” Asked Chanyeol leaning closer to you but you couldn’t say anything since you were beginning to think he was the troublesome of the group

“I….Umm” You looked at Hyebin for help but she only smiled at you and you could hear her in your mind already telling you to say yes since you haven’t dated in a while

“Hyung, I am sure ______________ is not interested in those types of dates” Sehun said saving you and you were mentally thanking the boy for being so nice

“Oh god, what do you say if I invite you for a ride on my car…” Chanyeol was still trying his best with you but the boys quickly pulled him away knowing how all this must have been weird for you

“Enough, our break is almost over, so you better go and tune that guitar” Baekhyun pulled the giant almost by the ear as he complained being interrupted

“I didn’t get to ask her out….See you later Oxford Princess!” Chanyeol waved at you as you gave him an awkward smile not knowing how to handle how straight-forward he was being at you

When they resumed their performance you caught Chanyeol staring at you multiple times and sometimes a cocky smile appeared on his face when he knew that he was making you all flustered, but with only a few minutes of conversation with him and some feedback from Hyebin you knew that he was a bit of trouble.

“Still….” Your best friend talked louder and gained your attention as you nodded at her to continue talking

“You are the first girl friend I have brought and Chanyeol being so direct into flirting with her, you must have caught his interest” Hyebin announced and all you could say was a simple “Oh” since you didn’t know if that was a good or bad thing

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“Get me a date with her” Chanyeol announced to Sehun as he raised his eyebrow at what the eldest announced

He thought the taller was only playing around when he was carelessly flirting with you, so as he brought the topic again it seems like he really got some interest in you but he still couldn’t figure out why since…..

“She is totally not your type” Jongin said setting down his bag and changing into a fresh set of clothes

“She is obviously the reserved, shy and good moral compass type of girl which you could never get on a date or less hook up with her if that is what you want her for” Baekhyun said smacking him in the head earning a scowl from the guitarist

“I bet you can have fun with her too” Chanyeol stated as he carefully saved his Fender in the black case he proudly decorated with numerous rock bands logos

“I don’t think even Hyebin can convince ______________ to go on a date with you” Sehun knew his friend too well and he didn’t wanted to have any troubles with the girl he was currently going out with

“Fine, I will convince her myself then and then when she accepts to go out with me all of you owe me 30,000 won” He announced but his friends only rolled his eyes at his statement

“For the record, I am not betting with you but how do you plan to succeed in taking her to a date?” Jongin asked genuinely curious at what trick his friend was going to pull this time around

“I prefer not to tell you, in the case any of you wants to sell me” He announced and walked out of the room to go to his car with a cocky smile pretty sure that he will win you over one way or another

“Make sure Hyebin tells ______________ who Chanyeol is…just in case” Baekhyun told Sehun as the youngest nodded, completely agreeing to the request

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You were grateful that Hyebin didn’t insisted on going to watch Sehun and his band again; you liked the place and their music but you were a bit uncomfortable around Chanyeol, he looked like a nice guy if he didn’t openly flirt with you but he did it…and it would be better if you avoided someone who give you the impression of being trouble.

That night Hyebin made very clear that Chanyeol had found interest in you and that he will try to ask for some information of you through Sehun if he wanted a date with you (you secretly hoped that he never asked about you because Hyebin will tell him everything). But even if she was excited that someone as him found interest in you, she was preoccupied as well. Sehun told her that he was a little troublesome; he missed class whenever he felt like but still managed to save his grades, sometimes he was a careless driver, stayed up until insane hours and had a long list of girls he previously dated. Even if he was all those things, he still mentioned that Chanyeol was a very loyal person and he loved music than anything else but still wouldn’t introduce him to any of his friends who were looking for a date.

“Where are we going today?” You asked finishing applying a soft peach color to the inner part of your lips

Your best friend was back in your apartment with the hope of bringing you to a quiet place this time, since she knew that you will enjoy a less crowded place. There was going to be an outdoor painting exhibition from some K-ARTS student and she thought that you would be up for something relaxing day activity.

The two of you arrived to the outdoor exhibition and your mind was quickly caught up in admiring the different pieces each of the students elaborated, some were modern or abstract with different techniques but there was one that really caught up your attention so you dragged Hyebin by the arm as your marveled at it.

“It is beautiful” Your eyes twinkled the moment you recognized the familiar paved roads and streets musician that were scattered through London, the artist was definitely a perfectionist as you could see how much time and details he poured into the piece

“I am glad you like it” A boy with cute heart shaped lips says while pushing up his glasses and Hyebin screamed in glee as she hugged the smaller boy to death  

“As expected from you….Kyungsoo, this is my friend ______________ who just came back from studying aboard” Hyebin introduced and he gently shook your hand

You explained to Kyungsoo that you studied at London and he was delighted to find someone who was actually there, he started asking if his details were accurate with the city since he did some previous research to do the painting from scratch. He was actually very good with every aspect of his painting so you couldn’t stop with all the good comments that came from his painting.

“You guys actually came” Kyungsoo broke off his view from you and a little smile came from him as you followed his line of vision

You just couldn’t believe it. Just incredible. You turned around to see Kyungsoo greeting two men, which were coincidentally none other than Sehun and Chanyeol. All you could do was blink at their interactions as he was all smiles with the two newcomers and casually let it slip that it was rare to see Chanyeol on one of his exhibitions but the taller one quickly dismissed it with a loud laugh and a pat on his shoulder.

Sehun quickly went over to greet you and Hyebin but judging by the way she was eying you this was definitely not some weird coincidence on life, but judging how the 3 men knew each other you couldn’t exactly say this was all planed. Sehun whispered something into Hyebin’s ear which made her giggle but you didn’t get to catch it since you were quickly distracted.

“Good to meet you here princess” Chanyeol’s voice caught you attention and sent you a charming smile that could woo anyone but in your case, it only made you feel uneasy

“Hello Chanyeol” Your response was simple but you didn’t wanted to be rude and ignore him so this greeting would do

“My friend Kyungsoo is a good painter right? Couldn’t say the same of his temperament” He playfully placed an arm around the smaller boy, but a pull to one of his big ears made him instantly regret his choice of words

“It’s all because I don’t want your immature presence when I am working” Kyungsoo explained himself and you softly giggled at how easily he could calm down the taller boy

They explained that they met each other on their freshmen year, Kyungsoo didn’t even wanted to be associated with the loud group but after being paired with them in a group project he learned to appreciate them. He still preferred Sehun and Jongin for being easier to handle but Baekhyun and Chanyeol always found a way to mess with his nerves.

Sehun suggested that Hyebin and you stayed to share lunch with them since Kyungsoo was going to have a break from the exposition; you couldn’t crush your friend’s excitement to be with the guy she liked so you agreed, even if that meant having to be near Chanyeol. The boys suggested a good ramen shop nearby and you were absolutely fine with it since there wasn’t a place that reminded you home near your campus. As luck would have it Chanyeol sat next to you but since this was a gathering with friends you decided not to give too much attention to him.

“I missed Ramen shops so much, there wasn’t a good place that sold them near my campus” You said excited as the different types of ramen arrived to the table and finally you were feeling back home

“I had to send her many packets to help her survive those 4 years abroad, you owe me so much” Hyebin joked and playfully earned a poke in her arm with your chopsticks as everyone in the table chuckled at her words

“What made you choose Creative Writing?” Kyungsoo asked and you were always happy to answer whenever someone popped that question

You loved reading and everything related to arts ever since you were little, most of your time was spend in your backyard drawing, reading or listening to different music. But as you grew old, Literature was obviously your favorite subject since it had all those fantastic stories that seemed to grow alive in your head whenever you read them and that is what made you want to pursue that dream.

“I want to work at some independent company so I am just submitting some of my past essays” You informed and they looked really impressed at the determination you hold and even if your parents were still supporting you financially, you didn’t wanted to burden them anymore with living expenses

“I assume you write different stuff princess, stories and poems right?” Chanyeol asked taking a sip of his drink

You still weren’t used to how he was calling you Princess all the time but this wasn’t the time to be arguing about that since after all he did a harmless question, and for once seemed interested in something else that wasn’t flirting with you.

“I do, but I mostly like short stories were I can just write whatever I feel like” Hyebin was looking all proud of you since whenever you talked about your passion, she was the supportive friend who never left your side

“I write my own stuff too, composing music and lyrics can be similar to what you do” Chanyeol said trying to brag about himself but Sehun’s scoff quickly brought him back to earth

“Yeah when you aren’t too busy hooking….” Sehun was babbling but a simple glare from Chanyeol made him instantly shut up but you already knew about Chanyeol’s history with girls anyways

When everyone finished eating, Kyungsoo decided to head back to his exposition since break was almost over for the students and after waving goodbye to everyone he finally left. Hyebin and you were ready to head back to your apartment but it seems like she had other plans, Sehun invited her to watch a movie a while ago and being the good friend you sent her away deciding to head back on your own to your apartment.

“I can take her home, it will be my pleasure” Chanyeol announced to your disbelief placing an arm over your shoulder and you really wanted to refuse since you were close by anyway

“Thanks Chanyeol, I don’t want her going alone” Hyebin obnoxiously smiled at you to pull Sehun away with her before you could even protest

“Don’t do anything weird Hyung!” Sehun shouted but the taller only chuckled

“Shall we go princess?” He asked lowering his head extremely close but you quickly started walking before he attempted anything else

It looks like just how Chanyeol was someone with a carefree attitude, his car also reflected it. He escorted you to his shiny black BMW 8 series coupe and opened the passenger’s seat for you to get inside as he explained that it was a gift from his parents. He sent you a soft smile before he started driving after you placed your address in the map device.

“I won’t kill you princess, I will drive slowly” Chanyeol said trying to make you relax so you decided making some conversation with him wouldn’t kill you

“Thank you for driving me home, I don’t leave far away from here so I could had taken the bus or walked” You said fidgeting with your fingers but he only chuckled at your statement

“I couldn’t let a pretty girl walk home alone, what kind of men would I be” He said slightly glancing at you but you only let a little smile appear on your face at your statement

“It is true that you are a charming man for ladies” The statement that left your lips was soft as you stared at the window but Chanyeol still caught it

“I am just hoping that I am charming enough for you princess” And there was his wink and flirty grin again that made you feel uneasy

You didn’t reacted to what he said so he wouldn’t think that it was working since it was the complete, you were uncomfortable right now and wanted nothing more than to be back home. Your wish soon came true as Chanyeol parked at the entrance of your apartment building and after thanking him for giving you a ride, your legs hoped out of his car wanting to disappear.

“Hey Princess!” Chanyeol called from the car as he rolled the window down and you walked back in case you forgot something.

“I can skip my Sound Synthesis class this Wednesday and take you out on a date, what do you say?” There was a glint in his eyes as he asked you out and he felt confident about himself towards you

You were standing outside of his car in pure shock that your jaw tightened so you wouldn’t be staring at him with your mouth hanging open. You cleared your throat and looked directly at him in the eyes ready to give him your answer since you didn’t need to give it much thought after all.

“YOU REJECTED CHANYEOL!” Hyebin screamed as you told her what happened and killing your left eardrum in the process

“He seems like a lot of trouble for me; even you said that he had a long list of past girls. He even made clear that the date would happen if he skipped class which I am surprised how he is a few classes away from graduating.” You defended yourself, if it wasn’t for Chanyeol’s personality you would have thought about it, but how he was blatantly trying to make advances on you didn’t get him a chance

“But still he is a fun and nice guy…” Hyebin was still trying to get him on your good side but you didn’t wanted to give in, not to someone who you knew wasn’t going to take you seriously

“He is all fun until he gets what he wants, he sleeps with me and then he moves on to the next girl, his rock band and skipping classes” You reasoned and that instantly made her clam up; because even if Sehun technically never stated the former, you all knew that was how he acted

“Still…..he seemed sincere when he asked me to get him a chance to talk with you” Hyebin confessed but you only denied with your head, even though she had good intentions it all failed that the person your best friend picked didn’t made it easy for you

“I will just have to hold back from going with you when you meet Sehun so I don’t run into him” You joked but she only rolled her at your childish statement

“It is so immature for you to avoid him, in the end he said that he was interested in you because you were different so he wanted to know you better” Your best friend revealed the last bit of information and you found it a little endearing that he thought of you that way

“Oh….” Was all you said following her to your kitchen and get the gossip of her date with Sehun at the movie theater

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Soon you discovered that it was a bad idea for you to accept Chanyeol’s offer of driving you back home; for the past two weeks he randomly showed up with Sehun to pick Hyebin from your apartment or casually showed up stating that he was simply in the area when you obviously knew that his apartment complex was near his campus and not your apartment building.

It was kind of cute but it was still annoying you to see him almost every day now and you had to blame Hyebin, since some of the times he was the one driving your best friend to your apartment. You had enough so you decided to tag along with Hyebin this week when she went to see Sehun perform and face the problem.

“Are you really going to just say “no” and don’t give him a chance?” Hyebin whispered as the boys finished earlier and were walking towards your table

“As I said before, yes” You simply answered and got off your chair to catch Chanyeol in the way and had this conversation privately

Your gaze met his and a subtle smirk formed in his face fully knowing that you were walking towards him; with a shy smile you waved to the other boys and headed directly towards Chanyeol. You didn’t notice that a drunken man was walking towards you and suddenly you felt a firm grip on your hip as he spun you around and tried to bring your body as close as possible to him. The people around didn’t notice since it looked like he was wanting to dance with you but the way he was pushing himself onto you and his hands were roaming your body was making you panic.

“Let me go” You pleaded trying to push his arm away as he only leaned closer whispering how much he wanted to play with you and that was making you sick

“Just…...Oh my God!” Your voice rose at the end as he stumbled backwards from you and were finally free from his grip

You saw Chanyeol pulling him and sending him straight to the ground as the man growled at him, he was quick to deliver a punch to his face which quickly left a cut on his left cheek. The man pulled himself up and punched Chanyeol in the stomach causing him to bend a little over the pain but he still managed to gain enough force to quick his groin ending the fight before anything else happened as the man was rolling in pain.

“Don’t you dare put your hands on her again, you asshole” Chanyeol pulled him up by the collar glaring at him as the boys finally came to where the two of you stood

Hyebin came to your side and check if you were alright which you quickly nodded while the guys talked with the owner of the bar and dragged the man outside. The owner quickly apologized to you stating that this rarely happened here but he was relieved that you weren’t injured at all.

“Are you sure you are completely fine?” Hyebin asked still with a concerned look as you quickly nodded

“I am, thanks to Chanyeol who came to help me. Now go with Sehun, I don’t want you to go alone.” With a small hug the two of you said your goodbyes and watch her leave with Sehun

“You shouldn’t go alone too” Jongin said as Baekhyun nodded offering to take you home but you decided to decline his offer since you knew someone else might need your help

“I will go and check on Chanyeol, I am sure he can take me home” You answered and the two of them only chuckled at your response

Sure Chanyeol was a troublemaker but he got you out from a bad situation, so the least you could do was properly thank him and check to see if he was in a good condition. Jongin and Baekhyun waved their goodbyes to you as the vocalist warned you to not make out in the passenger seat since that was his spot, you only denied with your head and shoo him away with your hand…he was the most childish of them.

“Why didn’t you leave with Hyebin?” Chanyeol’s deep voice asked from behind and you turned around to examine him with your gaze and walked closer to him

“I wanted to see if you were okay and properly thank you, you helped back there.” Your voice was a little soft when you spoke but he still appreciated and chuckled at your newly discovered shyness

“I am fine princess, so stop worrying your head” He placed his hands in his pockets and sent you a smile, showing that the pain was no longer present

As expected he offered to drive you to your apartment and this time you agreed easily. It was almost 11 am by now but as you rolled out the window to collect your thoughts you didn’t feel troubled anymore, everything was calm again. Chanyeol parked his car at the entrance of your building and this time he walked out of his car and escorted you to the lobby even if you insisted that it was only a few steps from his car.

“Princess!” Chanyeol called for you before you fully entered the lobby, so you turned around and gave him your full attention to let him speak

“Let me take you out on a date this weekend, I promise it will be fun and I won’t skip class if that bothers you so much” He tried again, he definitely didn’t know why he was asking you again

He only showed up multiple times to bother you, since he didn’t have the intention to take you on a date (that is why those times he never asked again). But he wanted to try again and if you said no then he could simply continue bothering you as if nothing happened; but you smiled at him and told him that you will give him a chance so he better make it worth your time. A smirk appeared on Chanyeol’s face as he walked back to his car and after sending you a wink he left you with a promise as he drove off.

“You won’t get bored with me Princess”

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 Hyebin was confused but happy when you told her that you accepted Chanyeol’s invitation; even if a part of your head was telling you not to, you still agreed since it was only one date. You decided to dress comfortable but still picked a pretty blouse to pair with your jeans, and since you didn’t knew where Chanyeol was taking you it looked like a good idea to wear jeans and just relax for a moment.

Chanyeol picked you up at 10 am and drove the two of you a little towards the outskirts of Seoul saying that you shouldn’t worry much about it. Finally the two of you arrived to Seoul Forrest and you were amazed that he picked such a calm place to come, but you loved it here since it was a place with so much to do but all the nature that surrounded it made you feel at peace. The two of you walked for a little and found a street performer; it was a girl playing her own piece on the violin.

You grabbed Chanyeol’s arm and told him to stay a few minutes and listen to the girl while he only nodded. Your body gently swayed to the sweet melody she was performing and it gave you such a nice feeling of finally being home and it even gave you an idea to a new short story you could submit to get a job. After tipping the girl and clapping at her performance, the two of you resumed your walking and finally settled on a spot as Chanyeol laid a blanked on the grass.

“Tell me about you Chanyeol, I don’t know a lot about you” You said honestly as he lay on his back at the blanket but you stayed by his side hugging your knees close to your chest

“Well as you can see, I am someone who liked to do things at his own rhythm and on my own way since I don’t like people ordering me around very much. Composing is what I am good at, I can easily spend a whole day in the studio at my apartment doing music and still feel like I need more time” He looked entirely different as he talked about his career and what he liked but you could still see how he liked to do things his own way

“I am quite surprised you picked such a calm place” You said admiring the view of the tall trees and relaxing atmosphere

“Oh I just wanted to give you some calm before the storm, you seem the kind of person who will enjoy this” He said with a chuckle and you looked at him confused, you thought this was the place where the two of you were staying

“What are you planning Park Chanyeol?” You asked a little doubtful as he only laughed while bending his torso a little

You shouldn’t have asked. You stood there talking to Chanyeol for a while as he told you some stories about how he got to meet the boys and also confirming how Kyungsoo was a bit grumpy by working with them on their freshmen year but they all knew the artist loved them. When the two of you started to get hungry, you guessed that he was going to bring you to some restaurant but no, you were now walking into a busy street filled with many stalls selling different street food as you held onto Chanyeol’s wrist to avoid being dragged away by the crowd.

“We are getting this” Chanyeol stopped at the front of a stall to order two servings of fried dumplings and you couldn’t deny it, the food smelled great

“This too” He pulled you again to a different stall but this time he ordered cheese shrimp rolls as you only blinked at his choice of food

He pulled you along and told you to pick something too, even if you were too overwhelmed by buying street food after you were gone for 4 years, you weren’t going to give in too easily to the moment and just enjoy it.

“We need this” You walked to a little stall with Chanyeol behind as you ordered two cups of spicy Korean fried chicken

“Good choice princess” He paid for the food and ordered some tornado potatoes to go too

With all the food ready he suggested to find somewhere to settle down and eat, but the two of you quickly found a little hole in the wall place where the lady was kind of enough to let you eat if you ordered something. So now the two of you were ready to eat a lot of delicious (maybe unhealthy but who cares) food as the lady brought the drinks.

“I haven’t eaten this combination of food in years” You said taking a tornado potato as Chanyeol served the drinks

“London was too fancy?” He joked but you only shrugged your shoulders

“There was a lot of good placed but they could never top this food, I missed it” You admitted and took a sip of your drink

“And you weren’t sure about coming here, told ya you would like it” He had this triumphant smile on his face but you only rolled your eyes

“Yeah well you are lucky I didn’t got lost in this sea of people” You countered back but he laughed while shoving a piece of the fried chicken into his mouth

“Well I could just find you at the sugar lollipop stall; I saw how your mouth was almost drooling for them” You felt completely embarrassed to know that he caught you looking at it, since it was your favorite when you were 5 years old

“Just eat your food Chanyeol” You shoved a shrimp roll into his mouth as you chuckled at how he looked right now

Chanyeol proved to be a very funny person and also had a thing to annoy you. He started teasing you about how you really wanted those sugar lollipops and even if you kept denying it, he still bought you one on the way back (which you saved in your purse since your pride didn’t let you eat it in front of him). You talked about mostly anything that came back to your mind, even letting yourself wonder out loud how did he managed to approve his classes

“I am just good at what I do, is something natural” He sounded really proud of himself and you only chuckled at him

“Since your parents don’t know that you skip class that often” You replied back but he only laughed and placed his arm over your shoulder if it was the most natural thing to do

“It’s good to have fun once in a while princess, which I am taking a guess that you had a lot of fun with me today” His face leaned closer to yours as the tip of your nose almost brushed his but you quickly pushed him away with your index finger

“I am having fun, but I never talked about going on another date with you” You reasoned but his smile only grew wider, as if he was very excited

“I didn’t suggested about that the whole day, guess you really wanted me to ask” His cocky smile appeared in his face and you admitted to be slightly swayed by it, but not too much

“In your dreams” You finally pushed his arm away but he still kept walking close to you, it seems like he didn’t knew what personal space was

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Chanyeol never asked you out on a formal date anymore after that, he invited himself over to your apartment continuously, bringing food and saying how he was bored from having free hours at University and now he usually spent his time in your apartment and only increased his tactics into making you fall for him, which was incredibly and scarily working. You were growing used to his presence.

“I should write a new song” He said tuning his guitar while he was comfortable at the couch in your living room

“Add attending classes to that list” You said taking the space next to him and he groaned knowing that he had class in half an hour

“You should come with me and give me motivation” He raised his eyebrow at you but you flicked his forehead

“No thank you, I have work to do” You glanced at the clock and pushed Chanyeol out of the couch knowing that if you left him stay more, he will end up asking for food or watching a movie and he will miss class

He packed his stuff and you walked him to the door warning him not to sleep in class (Baekhyun slipped last time that these past weeks he wasn’t even mentally present at lectures) but he still wasn’t ready to go. He placed a hand at the frame of your door and stopped for a second as he looked at you.

“I want to invite you over for dinner tomorrow” Chanyeol was full of confidence as he said those words and you were stunned by his actions so all you could do was stare at him unable to say anything

“7:00 pm at my apartment, I know you don’t like crowded areas and fancy restaurants can be a hassle sometimes” He threw that charming smile, that by now it made you feel weird in your stomach and almost weak by it

“Sure, it would be nice” You showed him a small smile but you were kind of freaking out in your mind

“Great, I will come to pick you up……and wear something to make yourself look extra pretty, princess” Chanyeol leaned in to leave a kiss on your cheek; something he never done before and just like that he left, leaving your head in complete chaos

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When Chanyeol arrived to your apartment it was all calm and quiet in your head, you didn’t think too much of this dinner since you learned that over thinking stuff could be bad. Surprisingly enough you decided to wear a light blue wrap dress for tonight and the way Chanyeol smiled at you he seemed to like it. You arrived to his apartment which was a cozy and elegant place; he gave you a quick tour and explained that his father owned a company so this was why he could afford such a nice place and living such a carefree life. Long story short, his parents supported him even if he wasn’t going to get into the family business.

He settled dinner in the counter as the two of you talked about whatever topic was thrown and it was actually a good feeling, refreshing to just talk about anything while you enjoyed the pasta Chanyeol bought.

“First boyfriend” Chanyeol threw the question and you laughed, this was going to be a fun thing to remember

“It was on my senior year and all was going great but, he wanted to be a law student and then I got my scholarship so after one month studying at Oxford he said that it wasn’t going to work. I felt nothing, I was totally okay so we both laughed about it” You explained with occasional movements of your hands and Chanyeol found it endearing how you could become expressive when you felt comfortable

“What about you, about your first girlfriend?” You asked taking a last sip of your drink as you helped Chanyeol taking up the dishes over to the sink

“She was my crush at high school, I grew up courage and asked her out….but some months later she broke up with me to date some other guy at a nearby high school” He told the story as if nothing happened, since after all it was a long time ago and he probably doesn’t even think about it anymore

“Wow, sorry” You didn’t knew what else to say but he only laughed in the most carefree way in the world

“I don’t even think about it anymore princess” He chuckled and you looked at him with a soft smile, it was good meeting this side of Chanyeol, a more intimate part and not only the playful one he always has

His hand raised up to your face as his finger gently moved against your cheek, his touch felt soft and endearing, his eyes were studying every curve and detail of your face as if trying to find a flaw in it but he couldn’t. His fingers tangled in a loose strand of your hair as he brought it behind your ear, fixing it there.

“I haven’t told you that you look very pretty princess” His breath tickled your left ear as he leaned closer, sending a warm sensation over your body as you stood there and not moving from your position

Chanyeol cupped your face in his hands and stared into your eyes as if telling you what he was going to do, and he wasn’t going to stop until you were completely his. He closed the distance between the two of you and finally kissed your lips, in a slow but delicate manner wanting to feel the softness of your lips against his while he savored the moment.

He tilted his head a little and placed his hands on your hips to bring you closer, deepening the kiss in the process as his lips started to move roughly against yours as if trying to kiss every corner and take the air out of your lungs. His teeth lightly grazed your bottom lip in a teasing manner, building up your expectations at his next action; he finally tugged on your bottom lip and pulling on it as he left a little mark on the middle earning a soft moan from you.

He took the opportunity and slid his tongue into your cavern, smirking victoriously as he knew you were enjoying it. He swirled his muscle against yours; tasting you as he fought for dominance earning some sighs here and there as you tried to hold into his shoulders for balance and he kissed you breathless, separating from you for a few seconds to admire your swollen lips and your currently dazed state.

His hands moved down to grip firmly on your thighs earning a little whimper from you as he carried you to the counter and placed you on top of it. He positioned himself between your legs and started kissing you again in a more passionate way, your hands were gripping on his hair as he flushed his body close to yours, and more whimpers coming from you as his lips moved against your in synchronization. He let go of your lips and started trailing kisses down your neck, sending a shiver down your spine when his tongue slowly moved against your skin throwing every bit of self-control through the window.

“Ch-Chanyeol” A soft moan escaped your lips when his lips attacked your collarbone and started sucking on that sensitive spot making you throw your head back in pure bliss

“Fuck, I love your moan princess” He breathed against your skin and you pulled him closer to you, you wanted to feel him close and for him to know how he was making you feel

Your fingers trailed down against his arm gently drawing the outline of his muscles as he removed the upper part of your dress, making your body feel hot at the contact of his lips leaving butterfly kisses on your shoulder. Another moan escaped from your lips as he kissed you again, your bodies moving against each other while you tried to unbutton down his shirt, you both needed to feel each other’s skin in some way or another.

Both of you separated and gasped for air, both panting as your chests rose up and down. Then you saw it, the gleam in his eyes as he looked at you and you knew you were long gone and craved for his touch, for Chanyeol’s touch. He raised you up to take you to his bedroom and you started playing with his ear, biting on his lobe while you sensually sighed into it earning a groan from him as he squeezed your ass, but that only earned him a long lewd moan from you which made him want to fuck you more.

“Shit, stop Princess” Chanyeol squeezed your thigh as he laid you down on the mattress while your hands where pushing down his shirt and your teeth were biting his skin on his torso leaving little red marks

“No” Was all you replied back to him humming against his skin and he pushed you down onto the blanket

His hands quickly pulled down the remaining part of your dress and he tossed to the side along with his shirt, leaving you in your underwear. He cupped your breast as you circled your arms around his neck to bring him closer, his lips gently brushed against your mound leaving kisses on the exposed skin as you enjoyed his touch. Chanyeol slowly moved his hips against your making sure you could feel him while his hands were removing your bra leaving you further exposed for him.

He raised his head and rested his forehead against yours as both of you breathed heavily against each other. The way his hips swayed up and down against yours made you match his peace wanting nothing more than to feel your bodies against each other as you couldn’t help the soft whimpers that were coming from your mouth. Chanyeol was busy admiring you, how your movements quickly matched him giving him pleasure, how your breasts bounced with every move he made and how he managed to hear little moans and whimpers from your mouth every time he touched your skin.

“God, Chanyeol” You moaned against his lips as you felt him pressing himself against your clit and you dug your nails against his arms

“I like how you moan my name princess” He pressed himself against you again and you arched your back a little a you whined for him to touch you more

He dipped his head back into you to play with your left bud, he twisted it between his fingers as he pulled it a little making you into a whimper mess under his touch. His lips attached themselves into them sucking on the skin and gently pulling it as your toes curled against the bed sheets. Moving your hands down to his pants, you started to unbuckle them so you could focus on pulling down his zipper while he was worshipping your body. Chanyeol’s lips moved down through your body until they reached your navel, leaving wet kisses as a trail where he just kissed; he finally removed down his pants and left little kisses along the waistband of your underwear.

“You are making me crazy princess” Chanyeol whispered as if only for you to hear as you sighed and he pulled your underwear down and finally discarded it

His index finger grazed your clit and you moaned a little at the new sensation while Chanyeol was busy studying your expression; he loved how your body reacted to every touch, kiss and bite he gave you, how you always brought him close to you so their bodies could be together, you were getting inside his head. He leaned over and started kissing your jawline as he got his finger inside you earning a soft mewl from you as he stretched your walls moving his finger in a slow swaying motion.

You felt little waves of pleasure in your body as Chanyeol moved his finger inside you, knowing exactly where and how to do it as you were breathing heavily against his ear. He added another finger to further stretch you out as he circled them inside you feeling your walls contracting against them as you were getting more wet by every passing second.

“Chanyeol…ugh, please” You whined as he moved his fingers faster inside you but at this point you no longer wanted them, you wanted to feel him so he quickly obliged to your request

“As you wish princess” He left a soft kiss on your ear before pulling out his fingers from you while you sighed

He pulled his boxers down and removed them so he could finally position himself properly between your legs. His hands rubbed your thighs gently as he started pushing himself inside you while he groaned lowly feeling your warmth slowly wrapping him. Your breath got caught in your throat as he was filling you up, making your body tremble a little as he buried himself into you making your body arch. When he was fully inside you, he moved his hips in a circular motion as to ease you, while you close your eyes and soft pleasure moans escaped from your lips.

Chanyeol placed both of his arms around your head as he starting moving, with every snap of his hips against you making you shudder and moan little curses as pleasure waves cursed through you body. Your hips started moving against his as you arched your back making both of you moan in pure lust as he started picking up his pace pouncing into you. You started feeling the bubbling sensation in your stomach as Chanyeol’s dick was grazing against your walls, stretching them as you snapped your hips staring to repeat Chanyeol’s name over and over again like a mantra, he was sending you close to your edge.

You pulled his body closer as the two of you moved in sync, making the bedroom a moan mess as your bodies started to glisten in sweat and you didn’t wanted to let go. Chanyeol was making you feel in cloud nine, every trust of his hips made you feel closer and closer to your orgasm as he was elated by how your body was making him feel wanting nothing more than to burry himself into you.

“Fuck, Chanyeol!” You snapped, throwing your head back as you felt the familiar feeling, you were close

As if in understanding, he snapped his hips faster into you making your body tremble with pleasure as you hold him close and you finally reached your high. Pleasure washed all over your body as you loudly moaned his name, releasing yourself into him as your walls came undone. Your bodies still moved closer as you rode your high and after a few moments he came inside you making you feel all warm inside as he groaned your name.

Both of you stayed like that for a moment and Chanyeol pushed your hair away from your head, admiring the little mess he made of you with a soft chuckle. He pulled a clean blanket on top of your bodies and held you close to his chest, both of you feeling exhausted as he drew imaginary circles in your back.

“You are amazing, princess” That was the last thing you heard Chanyeol whisper

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

The next morning you woke up feeling extremely warm under Chanyeol’s blanket and after rolling on the bed you quickly found it that was empty. You sat straight on the bed and saw your clothes on the bedside table along with a cup of warm coffee, with a soft smile you placed on your underwear and decided to steal Chanyeol’s shirt from yesterday to place it on top of your body.

“Chanyeol” You called raising your voice a little while taking a sip of the coffee

The tall man appeared at the frame of his room wearing a sleeveless shirt and jogger pants as he walked over to you with a big smile on his face as he leaned down to place a soft longing kiss on your lips.

“Good Morning princess” He greeted taking the space at your side on the bed as you greeted him and nuzzled your face against your chest

“Why did you wake up so early?” You asked playing with the hem of his shirt as he chuckled and got up

He announced that he had something to show you and quickly made his way over to the living room to come back with his guitar. A smile appeared on your face as he tuned the guitar and looked at you while his deep soulful voice filled the room.

I want to take the stars and give them to your eyes

 I'll give you my all, my everything

Sometimes I cry afraid I might lose you

Sometimes I feel you sleeping in my arms

 I promise you on the day the first snow falls

I promise you I'll be with you

I'll hold your hands wandering through the day and shout

That I love you, I hope that with our hands together we won't be aware of the passing time

“I wrote the song for you….and I want you to be my girlfriend” Chanyeol looked directly at you hopping for the best as you scooted closer to him

“I would love to” Your voice was soft but Chanyeol could hear you perfectly and after placing the guitar to the side he finally pulled you in for a hug

“Princess” He softly called for you as your hands were playing with his hair while you were on his lap

“I guess I charmed you since the day we met” And there was his usual cocky smile and all you could do was roll your eyes at how his over confidence never died down

“Yeah, because I like a boy who skip classes and knows no boundaries” You placed a kiss on his lips and he laughed

“Well, now you do”

Forgive me because this is 10k...I never planned this, but on the other hand I KEPT MY PROMISE FROM LAST WEEK!

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6. jo kwon’s lame jokes

Time quickly passes by like how the good weekends start to end just to start a new day. Monday.

Basically after the incident between you and Sehun made you always think of his chiseled abs. Like jesus. So then the day after that you and Seiri decided to hang out after that day. Basically just scrolling through Instagram, watching crack videos on youtube and having a fashion show.

I remember using a cooking pot for a hat for my hipster theme. You snorted, the class went quiet and made some giggling noises. Then realized the embarrassing thing that you ever did.

Math sucked for today. Everything sucks today. Wait no except the club.

Classes finally ended after writing useless notes you really didn't need to because it wouldn't be on the exam anyway, the teacher just thought it would be ‘good for you to know’.

Before heading to your club you dropped by Seiri’s class to say goodbye and that you’ll be in your club. Y’know before you go somewhere always tell someone whos not going, where you're going. It's safer that way.  

“Be careful on the way home too, Hyerin. Drunkards on the streets might try to rape you out there.” Seiri snorted and laughed as she stepped onto her chauffeur's car. Like i said, rich kid.

You waved goodbye as you headed to your club. Opening the door revealed your clubmates just watching videos and eating chips.

“Hey…where’d you all get the goodies?” One boy who was busy watching anime, pointed at the corner seeing all the goodies. Not just chips but drinks!

“Woahh..” You were focused on the food at the corner that you didn't realize that you bumped into someone again.

“Haha…we keep on bumping into each other, Rinnie you’re such a klutz.” He gave an eye smile enough to wipe away all your worries and stress. But just now, you felt like you didn't have the energy to like him today…?

Instead you sighed “Or maybe because you cant even see properly.” You walked past his tall figure and grabbed a huge pack of chips.

Grabbing one of the laptops which had your student ID number on it.

Fortunately you brought your earphones in your bag. Then you suddenly heard a booming laugh from the side of the clubroom.

Jo kwon laughed while slapping his thighs. Them thicc thighs boi. As you threw a hand gesture.

“So yeah--oH I have another one!!” Jo kwon looked at Chanyeol who was just sitting the opposite way on the chair facing Jo Kwon. Jo Kwon threw a smug look at Chanyeol then told his joke.

“Chanyeol is in spain…” A long pause, actually surprised that everybody was listening to him. Well he’s the club leader after-all.

“Chanyeol is in spain, so now he’s espanyeol” The whole room was filled with laughter including you, including the boy who was watching his anime, who’s now pausing it.

“That was soo lame Jo Kwon, why are you even the club leader?” Hye Jin rolled her eyes and continued scrolling through her Instagram feed. Hye Jin suddenly thought of an idea.

“Hold up guys,” She held her hands up to gain the attention of the 10 kids that were busy. Successfully, they looked up to listen “I suggest we should take a club photo or a class photo whatever that is.”

Coincidentally most of the kids who joined were aesthetic addicts so they obviously agreed on the idea. I mean what else do you expect when half of their brain is full with soft pastels and vintage stuff.

Hye Jin borrowed a sky blue wallpaper from the art room and taped it to the wall with the help of some students.

It really wasn't that bad as you thought. Thinking that the whole room would be a total mess.

“All right shorties c’mere.” The boy who was close to Chanyeol’s height called out “You guys know how a class photo works right? That's what we're doing right now.”

“Okay Hye Jin woah, was it just me or you stretched out your legs to become tal-” The kid got smacked by Hye Jin as the whole room was filled with giggles.

“All right~ in the count to three we say kimchi okay?” The girls found it cute somehow.

“1 2 3 Kimchi!!” Everybody yelled in unison as Hye Jin pushed the button to take a photo.

“I can't believe that we actually- for the first time looked good in front of the camera!” Hye Jin checked herself out while touching her face. To be honest, she looked paranoid there.

3 days before the exam…

“Sooo all i have to do was memorize all this and review again right?” Sehun asked pointing at the notebook you had.  “Yeah that's basically all you had to do for the rest of the subject...except math, you’d have to answer similar questions based on the textbook.”

“Oh okay. I'm good at math so i don't need to worry about that.” He smiled, While you, wanted to ask him a question since the beginning.

Why are you even here? Aren't you supposed to ditch me and all that stuff?

Those kind of questions, but you just couldn't find the right time to ask.

You shook off the thoughts and continued reviewing your history.

“Aaghh i can't do this, this is too boring..” An opening!

“Yeah i know it's boring but besides why are you here anyway? Aren't you supposed to make out with other girls in the bathroom?” You blurted out, quickly you got embarrassed again but you can't just let your guard down. All Sehun did was stare at you.

“Hmmm, why does that sound like you’ve been wanting to ask that? Oh. You're jealous~” Sehun reached over and pinched your cheeks. You slapped his hand away.

“Yeah you're right actually, i've been wanting to ask that question since the beginning because i thought you’d ditch me when we first studied at this library.”

“Oh well about that, i decided to stop going to clubs for a while.”

“Why?”

“Because that Jongin kid told me that i can't even keep one girl.” You nodded but what is he doing here then? Shouldn't he go after her?

“Ohhh okay so you're waiting for her?” You tilted your head a little. So he’s probably waiting for the right girl to come?.

“No, i didn't have to.”

“What? Why?” Is it because he’s lazy? Yeah that explains the whole thing. Alright.

“Because i already found her.” Sehun confessed. But you formed an oh shape. Ohh okay, thats nice. The playboy Sehun finally found someone.

“Really? Is that so...That's nice, Im proud of you boy.” You wiped your fake tears while Sehun stares at you.

“Anyway i bet she can handle you, you're really stubborn.”

“Yeah she can handle me well alright.” His face saddens.

Woah..i hope he’s okay.

[singingunderthecurtain]

DIAMOND (CEO AU Baekhyun Series) Part 10

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Author: @julietsoddeye​ AU: CEO!Baekhyun Genre: Angst | Smut | Romance Pairing: Baekhyun x Lee Soojin (You/OC) [Written as if the reader is the OC] (This CH: Chen x Liu Yanmei [OC]) Trigger Warning: Smut on future chapters. Mentions of car accident. Mentions of being blind. Baekhyun being an a-hole. Word Count: 5,328

Plot: After 10 years of exile to another country, you are finally back home and you were surprised to find out that you are engaged to the son of your father’s long-time friend and business partner.

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“Wanna go back to my suite?”

Baekhyun offers.

“No, not right now. We need to stay for Minseok Oppa. Besides, it’s still too early to leave.”

You decline and Baekhyun nods in understanding. You know in the back of your mind that whatever happens in that suite, alone with Byun Baekhyun, you wouldn’t be able to refuse and say no. You know to yourself that because of your frustrations with him and his constant changes, is slowly making your heart and mind clouded. Hisako maybe right about you slowly falling for the enemy. You aren’t sure anymore if he’s an enemy because your relationship with each other is actually getting better than how it originally was.

Baekhyun was closely watching the direction of the restrooms, waiting for the three friends to finish their female powder room rituals. It has been a good 10 minutes already, isn’t that too long for a comfort break? But then again he wouldn’t know since he’s not a woman. Men literally just use the restroom to pee or take a dump. God knows what women do in there.

“So you finally made Yanmei say yes to your ugly ass, huh?”

Chanyeol chaffs, making Jongdae slightly choke on his champagne.

“That was mean, Chanyeol,” Hyerin interjects as Kyungsoo chokes on his Champagne as well, suppressing a laugh at what Chanyeol said.

“Ugly? Have you looked in the mirror lately, Chanyeol? I have a girlfriend, you’re single. Who’s the ugly ass one here?”

Jongdae whines.

“Be honest with us, Doc. Who is the most handsome one among the nine of us?”

Chanyeol pointed his Champagne flute to Hyerin’s direction.

“Hmm, let me see…”

Hyerin pretends to think deep, rubbing her chin as she looks around the table.

“I think the most handsome is Kyungsoo.”

“That’s unfair, he’s your fiancé!”

Now it was Chanyeol’s turn to whine. Just as Baekhyun was listening to the nonstop bantering of his friends, he saw Hisako storms out the restroom area, wiping her face with the back of her palm, running off to the direction of the balcony of the ballroom.

“Was that Hisa—”

Seconds later, it was you and Yanmei who finally went out the restroom, you’re escorting Yanmei as she hiccups slightly. As the two of you are nearing the table, Baekhyun and Jongdae are staring intently at how red Yanmei’s cheeks, nose and the rim of her eyes.

“What happened?”

The concern in Jongdae’s eyes are obvious, but he’s glued to his seat with shock.

“Chanyeol, please follow Hisako wherever she went. Just promise me you’ll take care of her tonight.”

Chanyeol stood up immediately and nodded at you without hesitation. He ran the path of the balcony as fast as his feet can take him. You sat Yanmei on her chair next to Jongdae and she buries her face in his suited chest straightaway, making Jongdae wrap his arms around her protectively without another question.

“Can we please go somewhere, I suddenly feel like shit.”

Yanmei’s voice was muffled by Jongdae’s clothes, but you still heard it.

“Let’s go to my suite, baby. Okay?”

Yanmei nodded her head with vigor, eager to get away from a lot of people as fast as possible.

“Can you explain to Minseok Hyung if he asks of my whereabouts?”

He asked no one in particular, the whole table chorus with yeses and of course.

“What happened?”

Baekhyun finally asks once Jongdae and Yanmei are out of earshot, the people around the table looking at you intently as they wait for the answer.

“Hisa and Mei-mei kind of argue about something really stupid, just as usual. I’m sure they’ll be back to playful teasings and banters by tomorrow.”

You assured all of them and they bought your lie except for Baekhyun. He knows you’re not telling the truth by the way you smile so nervously. When the people on your table went back to their normal conversation, Baekhyun gingerly takes your hand in his and caresses the skin to get your attention.

“The dance floor is open, wanna dance?”

“Sure.”

You agreed, sensing that he wants to talk.”

Baekhyun twined his fingers with yours, palm to palm. You stood up synchronously from your respective chairs and apologize to the people you touch shoulders with as you make your way to the semi-crowded dance floor hand in hand with Baekhyun. The tight grip he has on your hand and the gentle way he was tugging you is contradicting, but it peculiarly and amazingly works together. And the tiny knots that are starting to play inside your stomach doesn’t help the way you’re walking with your new pumps, so you let him lead you to the middle of the dance floor.

Finally, Baekhyun stops on his stride to face you. He wraps his right arm around your waist and pulls you closer to him. A tiny squeak reverberates inside your throat, hoping to the heavens above that he didn’t hear it. The music was loud, so hopefully, he didn’t notice that. With his free hand, he tucks a strand of curly hair behind your right ear, cupping your jaw inside his palm and kisses your cheeks tenderly. You slid both your arms smoothly under his to anchor your hands around his waist.

“Are you okay?”

He asks as he starts rocking you gently to the instrumental version of 4men’s Baby Baby that a pianist of the band was playing.

“Of course, why wouldn’t I be?”

You counter.

“I know it sucks being the middleman of 2 friends fighting.”

“You and your friends, doesn’t seem like you guys argue ever.”

“You’re right, but it happened once. Between Minseok Hyung and Seungmin Hyung.”

You tighten your grip on Baekhyun with the mention of your brother’s name.

“R—really?”

“Yeah. It was the time Jongdae, Chanyeol and I entered Uni. We went to their shared apartment in the same condo building as ours after settling in. We found their door unlocked and they were shouting at each other, Minseok Hyung a drunken mess.”

Baekhyun paused to give a light and gratuitous peck on the skin where your neck and shoulders meet.

“Why were they— why were they arguing?”

You try your best to speak as clearly as you can, not giving any hints that what he was mindlessly doing is affecting you tremendously. His kiss left a burning feeling on your skin at its aftermath, causing you to shiver minuscully. Baekhyun draws circles on the small of your back with the thumb of his hand that was holding you from your waist and you close your eyes slowly with the comfort.

“That time, Minseok Hyung was going through his mother’s passing and alcohol problems. Seungmin Hyung was disappointed that Minseok Hyung turns to drinking instead of him, his own best friend.”

Baekhyun pauses again to twirl you around slightly.

“Jongdae and Chanyeol being the dumbasses that they were, took sides. Jongdae with his cousin, of course, and Chanyeol with Seungmin Hyung.”

“Understandable, but go on.”

“I didn’t wanna favor any of them, so I ask for each side’s story and feelings regarding their issue. It wasn’t easy but I eventually got them talking again.”

“I didn’t know my brother is capable of being disappointed at someone else. He has always been a considerate and patient brother. I can only wish I have a sliver of his kindness.”

You sigh.

“Seungmin Hyung’s disappointment was for Minseok Hyung’s sake. He was worried about him.”

“I wish Seungmin Oppa didn’t have to go away.”

“Me too, Soojinnie. It was three years ago since he drifted apart from the group. He went completely weird and unresponsive for a whole year because of the pressure of being the next CEO. And then the next year, he ran away with a maid who he said he fell in love with.”

You hear Baekhyun sigh as well, as he remembers the friendship he has with your brother that sunders slowly with the burden of the society you all belong to. Your brother was very vocal to you ever since childhood about his wishes of being born into a normal family, instead of the one you both share. Before your exile, it was always jarring for you knowing your brother is your father’s number one cynic. But after the old man kicked you out of your home into another country made you the second person to hate him a lot.

The voice of the emcee woke you up from your thoughts as he announces that it was time for the real party. The music suddenly becomes lively and the people went crazy as they start to dance like they have no class. Thankfully the crowd on the dance floor were near your age and the elders are either just sitting in their places or are scattered around the venue. Some drunk already and some are pretending to like each other because they didn’t want to ruin the wedding atmosphere.

“Wanna go back to my suite?”

Baekhyun offers.

“No, not right now. We need to stay for Minseok Oppa. Besides, it’s still too early to leave.”

You decline and Baekhyun nods in understanding. You know in the back of your mind that whatever happens in that suite, alone with Byun Baekhyun, you wouldn’t be able to refuse and say no. You know to yourself that because of your frustrations with him and his constant changes, is slowly making your heart and mind clouded. Hisako maybe right about you slowly falling for the enemy. You aren’t sure anymore if he’s an enemy because your relationship with each other is actually getting better than how it originally was.

Baekhyun leads you back to your table and all the people in there are gone.

“I need to talk to somebody from our board of directors, do you want to come with me or just sit here? I promise I’ll be back soon.”

“I’ll stay Baekhyun, go do your thing. My feet hurt because of these shoes anyway.”

“Do you want anything before I go?”

“No. There are butlers everywhere, I can call for one if I needed a drink.”

You smile up at him when he pulls out a chair for you to sit on.

“Okay, It’ll be really quick. I promise. Don’t talk to strangers.”

He jokes and left. As you were about to go touch your aching feet, Baekhyun was back shortly after and quickly kisses your cheeks before he left you alone again. The gesture made you smile wide and you touch the skin where Baekhyun kissed with your fingers.

“Champagne, miss?”

A stoic butler suddenly infiltrates, holding a big round tray of crystal flutes full of Champagne.

“Yes please…”

The butler gently puts one down in front of you and almost turn the other way to serve some other guests, but he stopped when you called for him.

“Excuse me, can you leave three more glasses for my boyfr— date.”

You almost said boyfriend, but changed your mind the last second and said date instead.

“Sure, miss.”

~~~

“Are you finally willing to talk to me?”

“Leave me alone, Chanyeol.”

Hisako swats Chanyeol’s hand from her shoulder again for the umpteenth time since she ran away from her friends and went out to this balcony two hours ago. He has been with her since that time, she was just going to ignore him but Chanyeol keeps on insisting questions her way.

“Hisa, I’m your date for tonight, I cannot leave you alone.”

Chanyeol sighs his patience almost out now. If only he didn't promise to Soojin, he’d be enjoying the party by now.

“Chanyeol we’re not friends, why are you doing this?”

He was a little hurt by what she said, but the break in her small voice convinced him that she really needs someone to listen to her right now.

“I’m hurt, Hisa. I thought we were best friends already.”

He jokes with a slight smirk on his lips. Hisako looks up at him, her face is rid of makeup by now and eyes still leaking with tears. How can anyone cry for two hours straight? Isn’t she dehydrated by now? He thought to himself.

“I’m not in the mood for jokes right now, Chanyeol. Just go away, I don’t need you. I don’t need anyone for that matter. I just want to be alone.”

“I can’t leave you alone. I can’t leave you alone looking like that. I would look like a jerk if I did.”

Chanyeol plucks a handkerchief from his suits inside chest pocket and hands it to Hisako. She looks at the nude-colored handkerchief that matches his suit as her tears still continue to flow freely.

“Take it. Just take it, Hisako. It won’t kill you.”

Hisako didn’t budge so Chanyeol has to grab her wrist and push the wiping cloth into her open palm. Hisako hesitated for a few seconds but eventually grips it inside her palms.

“Wipe your nose, there’s a booger.”

Chanyeol clicks his tongue as he takes a seat beside her. Hisako’s hand urgently fly to her face and wipe her nose and was disappointed to find out that there was no booger.

“You suck, Chanyeol!!!”

Hisako whines like a lost child and more tears fell from her eyes. Chanyeol panics and embraced Hisako to covered her mouth with both his hands.

“Yah! If someone comes out here, they might think I made you cry!!!”

Hisako keeps wailing and whining as Chanyeol struggle to keep her calm.

“I’ll let go if you promise you won’t whine anymore.”

Hisako nods her head yes vigorously. Chanyeol lets her go and Hisako wipes her mouth with the salty mix of her tears and Chanyeol’s skin.

“Gross!!!”

Hisako hollers and Chanyeol laugh.

“So tell me, what happened?”

“What happened with what?”

“Why you’re crying?”

“I don’t want to.”

Hisako flings Chanyeol’s handkerchief to his chest and it landed on his lap as she crosses her arms across her chest.

“Trust me Hisako, you’ll feel better if you talk about it with someone instead of just crying it out.”

“Why are you being so nice to me?”

“Because I’m naturally a nice person. You just didn’t give a chance to get to know me.”

Chanyeol quirks an eyebrow at her and she bore her stare into his eyes.

“Fine.”

~~~

Fifteen minutes and five glasses of Champagne later, Baekhyun is still not back.

“I’ll be back soon I promise, my ass, Byun Baekhyun.”

You scoff to yourself and suddenly feel the need to pee.  Your surrounding whirls a little bit when you stood up, but after a few seconds of pausing you recovered and made your way to the restrooms where you and your two best friends argued a few hours ago.

The restroom is empty again and you reached for the last cubicle to do your business. As you sat down on the cold mahogany toilet seats, loud and boisterous laughter enters the peaceful restroom.

“Ugh, have you seen that girl with Jongdae? Oh, my God, I can’t believe he’s seriously dating someone like… that. Yuck!”

“I know right, what’s with her that you don’t have?”

“Nothing. I have more if anything. I heard she’s really poor back in America.”

“Ew, Jongdae is into charity now?”

The sound of four girls laughing ensues.

“I can’t believe Lee Soojin is friends with people like her and the other one, what’s her face?”

“Something Hisako, I think. The Japanese lawyer.”

“Ugh, Soojin can be a part of our crew. She’s rich and pretty.”

“But Baekhyun is my ex-boyfriend. She can’t join us.”

You recognize the voice, it’s Kim Taeyeon. Ugh, Kim Taeyeon. She used to not affect you in any way, but ever since you're beginning to have feelings for Baekhyun, you started getting annoyed by the mere mention of her name.

“You’re right, Taeyeon. I’m sorry.”

“If that bitch didn’t enter the scene, Baekhyun would still be mine. Probably we’d be the one engaged right now.”

You heard Taeyeon talked again. You inhaled deeply to prepare yourself for war. You’ve had a few drinks so your confidence level is way above there. Usually, you’d ignore and tolerate malicious people like Taeyeon, but right now you’re pretty stressed yourself and you cannot accept the fact that she talks about you behind your back. She’s a good actress in front of you and other people. If she actually feel that way about you, she better say it in front of your face.

As you exhaled heavily, you unbolt the lock of the cubicle you’re in and pushes the door with force causing the four girls to look at the commotion with surprise in their eyes. The moment you slowly walk out the cubicle, calmly and squeezes your way in the middle of them to 'wash your hands', their eyes widen more if that’s even a feasible thing.

“O—Oh Soojin-ssi, d—didn’t know you were here.”

You recognize as Tiffany said with her jaws slightly dropped.

“Yeah, I was here the whole time.”

You faked a cheery tone as you reach for the soap dispenser.

“I like your dress.”

Wendy, the daughter of one of your company’s main investors squeaks out all of a sudden. Taeyeon, Tiffany, and Irene, the other girl, looked at her as if she did something really embarrassing.

“Thanks. Baekhyun personally got it for me. We went to one of their stores and tried on clothes… Together. Inside the dressing room.”

You wink at Wendy through the mirror as you shake to dry your hands vigorously and droplets of water whisk at them, making them whine and wail as if water will kill them.

“What the hell?!”

Taeyeon shrieks while she grabs your arm rather roughly to stop you from swaying the water off of your hands.

“Don’t touch me!”

You pull yourself away from Taeyeon, her semi-long nails gets stuck on your lacy sleeves and it tears at it a little bit.

“Oh no, your dress…”

Taeyeon gasps fakely and laughs right after. The three other girls laugh along with her in a mocking manner.

“You’re so fake Taeyeon for talking behind my back. Why won’t you say all that to my face, instead of talking to your little friends about the opinions you have about me and my best friends?”

“Soojin-ssi, it’s because I’m not like your friend that Chinese slut, Yanmei. I know how to be civil, unlike her.”

“She is not a slut, maybe you are!”

“Excuse me?”

“You went all the way to Chairman Byun’s Island just to ride Baekhyun’s dick. You were on a faraway island in The Bahamas than we were, who’s the slut here now?”

Taeyeon and her minions' gasps loudly and Taeyeon slightly choke on air.

“How dare you?”

“And how dare you talk about my friends as if you know them?”

“Of course I know them, everybody probably did a background check on them already. And even on you.”

“Yeah me too, Taeyeon. My friends are professionals. Unlike you, after college, you just continue to ride on your Daddy’s little fortune. You didn’t even bother looking for something you can do with your pathetic life.”

“You bitch!”

When Taeyeon was about to slap you, the door of the restroom suddenly open. She straightens herself when she saw your sister, Soojung and Doc. Hyerin enter.

“What is happening here?”

Soojung asks no one in particular, she immediately slides beside you and squeezes your arms and shields you from Taeyeon protectively. Her Marquise shape diamond necklace similar to yours twinkling beautifully under the bright fluorescent lighting of the restroom.

“We— We were just talking, you know… Girl talk!” Irene squeaks out in Taeyeon’s defense.

“Girl talk? Taeyeon was about to slap Soojin…”

Hyerin raises her voice authoritatively.

“I swear we—”

“Stop talking, Tiffany! You should never condone physical violence.”

Tiffany was about to defend Taeyeon too when Hyerin shut her up.

“She whisked water on us!”

“I said shut up. Water won’t kill you!”

Hyerin straight up screamed at Wendy.

“Touch my sister again and you’ll regret it, Taeyeon-ssi. I swear to God.”

Soojung threatens.

“What will you do then, Soojung?”

Taeyeon smiles devilishly, provoking your sister. Soojung scoffs out a tiny laugh and one side of her lips curls up in a sly smile.

“It’s not me you should be worried about, Taeyeon-ssi. You should be asking what Baekhyun Oppa will do to you and your family once you lay even a single finger on Soojin Eonni. You know, your father did questionable stuff in the company. Do you really want to lose your socialite status in our society?”

With the mention of Baekhyun’s name and her father’s awful activities, Taeyeon slowly backs up and her friends run to her side with apprehension.

“Now apologize to Soojin!”

Hyerin commanded them all.

“Sorry.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Sorry…”

The three girls pipe up one by one, Taeyeon still glaring deaths Soojin’s way as her nose flares.

“I don’t feel the need to apologize to anyone.”

Taeyeon starts walking away past you and Soojung and her three little ducklings slowly follow her like the ass kissers that they are. They are more of her minions than friends.

“By the way Tiffany-ssi, I’ll see you in my office next week for your appointment to discuss your latest infection, yeah?”

Hyerin beams her sickly sweet Doctor smile and winks at her. Tiffany’s jaw drops, making them stop at their track.

“Ew.”

Wendy grimaces at her friend and Tiffany pushes Wendy out of the door. Soojung was laughing hysterically when the four mean girls finally left.

“Oh my gosh, Doc! That was so awesome!”

Hyerin and Soojung high fives

~~~

“I mean how dare she say that I’m a lonely loser? Well, she didn’t exactly say that, but I’m sure that’s what she means.”

Hisako rants.

“Uh-huh…”

Chanyeol just bobs his head up and down as he listens to her.

“Yanmei is so straight-forward, she can hurt feelings sometimes.”

“I mean why would you be angry with her and Jongdae dating anyway? Shouldn’t you be happy for her?”

“I am happy for her, but it’s a long story, Chanyeol. You’ll get bored.”

Hisako was careful not to reveal anything regarding their secrets about Soojin and Baekhyun’s engagement.

“And you should be happy for your best friend unless you’re in love with her… Or worst, you’re in love with Jongdae.”

Hisako grimaces.

“Ew no, he’s so whiny and sleazy and corny at times. He’s not my type.”

Chanyeol laughs at her reaction regarding Jongdae.

“I think Mei-mei only said those things because she’s concerned about you.”

“But still… How dare she reminds me of Yifan, of all people. How dare she reminds me of all the pain that asshole made me go through? That giant mama’s boy, ugh! I swear Yanmei wants me—”

“Wait, who is Yifan?”

Chanyeol asks suddenly while Hisako was ranting some more.

“He—He’s my ex-boyfriend… Anyway, Yanmei never had a boyfriend before Jongdae, she just sleeps around a lot back in College and makes all the boys cry like babies at her feet. She doesn’t know what true love feels like.”

“Interesting… If Yifan was your true love, then why did he left?”

Hisako was lost for words.

“Well— He’s a… He’s a mama’s boy, his mama told him we don’t match. And apparently, I’m too Japanese for their family.”

Hisako is now fuming at the memory of her previous failed relationship. She really thought Yifan was the one for her, but clearly, he isn’t.

“I can be a mama’s boy too, sometimes. But I won’t leave a girlfriend just because my mom tells me to. Unless I don’t love her...”

“Please tell that to Yifan… Wait, so you’re saying he did not love me?”

Hisako frowns as she glares at Chanyeol.

“I never said that…”

“You!!!”

Chanyeol puts both hands up to the level of his head as if surrendering to something. He stood from beside her, Hisako bracing herself to run after him.

“Why?!?!”

Hisako screams as Chanyeol starts galloping about with his long-ass limbs and a big dumb smile on his face. He wasn’t running away fast, obviously wanting her to catch him.

“You’re gonna regret this, Park Chanyeol!!!”

Hisako laughs as she jumps up on Chanyeol’s back, her left arm snakes around his neck with a light chokehold and the other around his armpit, palms flat on his warm and hard chest. Chanyeol’s big hands grab her thighs securely so she won’t fall down.

“Sorry… Am I disturbing anything?”

Both Chanyeol and Hisako’s necks crane to the direction of the soft feminine voice and Chanyeol immediately panics. His hold on Hisako’s thighs tightening a little bit with anxiousness.

“J—Joy?”

Chanyeol stutters. Hisako can feel Chanyeol’s heart beating faster, sensing something is wrong.

“Who is she?”

Hisako whispers to Chanyeol’s ear, hopefully, the girl won’t hear her question as she’s at least 3 meters away from them.

“My e—ex…”

Chanyeol cranes his neck to whisper back to her with a break in his voice, their lips almost touching with the motion. Hisako wiggles her feet to let Chanyeol know that she wants to go down and he let her go instantly.

“You’re not disturbing anything…”

Hisako answers Joy’s query.

“Oh great.”

Joy beams with a sickly sweet smile, almost seemingly fake but Hisako wasn’t sure. Joy opens her purse and pulls out a pack of slim menthol cigarettes and a lighter.

“Want one?”

Joy offers.

“No, thanks. I don’t smoke.”

Hisako smiles as she refuses.

“Chanyeol-ssi?”

Joy motions for Chanyeol who was frozen solid beside Hisako.

“N—no. I don’t smoke anymore.”

Chanyeol refuses also. Joy walks closer to the both of them and lights one slims, puffing the smoke out above her head before speaking again.

“Hi, I’m Joy. I’m a model.”

Joy confidently introduces herself to Hisako as she gently laid down her purse on a table near her and reaches her free hand for Hisako to shake with.

“I’m Hisako, a lawyer. I’d give you my business card, but I don’t have one right now.”

Hisako smiles and counters Joy’s confidence, she grimaces minuscully when Hisako said she’s a lawyer. Joy immediately pulls her hand away from Hisako’s grip and clears her throat.

“So Chanyeol-ssi, it’s been a long time.”

Joy continues to puff smoke as she talks. It’s getting more and more difficult to breathe with the polluted air around the three of them.

“Yeah…”

Chanyeol mindlessly trails off.

“How are you lately?”

“I’m—I’m doing okay, I g—guess.”

Hisako peeks at Chanyeol and the color on his face seems gone, cold sweat runs down the side of his handsome face. Hisako, out of pity, slides her hand down to Chanyeol’s cold and trembling one and the ice that was Chanyeol seems to thaw when he felt Hisako’s warm skin on his.

“I’m sorry, Joy-ssi. Actually, you were disturbing us.”

Hisako lightly tugs Chanyeol’s hand, tiptoed a little bit and crashes her lips on Chanyeol’s plump puckers. Both of them closes their eyes shut when they heard Joy groan in annoyance. With a newfound boldness, Chanyeol reaches both his hands to cup Hisako’s face and deepen their kiss. Hisako slightly opens her mouth when he felt Chanyeol’s tongue swipes on to her upper lip, asking for permission to enter.

Without hesitation, Chanyeol invades Hisako’s mouth with his tongue, his left hand sliding down to her neck and the other snakes around her waist and his palms flat on the small of her back, pulling her closer to him.

“Chanyeol…”

Hisako carries to let out.

“Mmm…”

Chanyeol’s only response as he enjoys their osculation.

“I think she’s gone…”

Hisako manages to squeak out in between kisses. Chanyeol wakes up and plucks his lips away from hers with a loud pop.

“I—I’m sorry, I—got carried away a little bit…”

Chanyeol removes his hand from the side of Hisako’s neck and scratches the nape of his neck as he smiles sheepishly. His other hand gently continues tracing shapes on the small of Hisako’s back.

“It’s fine, Chanyeol.”

“Thank you, Hisako.”

“For what?”

Hisako cracks her neck on the side like a puppy.

“For saving me from an awkward situation.”

“Now you owe me a story. But save that for next time.”

Hisako smiles.

“Okay.”

Chanyeol smiles back.

~~~

It has been a few minutes already since Soojung excuses herself from beside you. Her boyfriend, Jongin, doesn’t seem to mind as he enjoys playing around and bantering with Sehun, Hyerin, and Kyungsoo. Sunmi, Yixing, and Junmyeon seem to be deep in conversation about their favorite books and you’re left there on your spot, on your own with your 8th glass of champagne for the night. You’re borderline smashed by now and you haven’t seen Baekhyun since he excused himself two hours ago. Taeyeon and her friends even harassed you awhile ago and you wanted to tell him all about it, but he was nowhere to be found.

You accidentally focus your hazy attention far away to the door of the banquet and saw Soojung and Mia’s back, facing and talking to Minseok from outside with… Seungmin?!?!?!?!

“Is… Is that… Oppa...”

Nobody seems to notice that you stood up from your chair. Your legs were shaking as you walk, your head spinning from all the alcohol you consumed in the last three hours. Before you can even reach them, the doors already closed behind them making you stop in your tracks.

You look everywhere now for Baekhyun, for your friends, for anyone for that matter. You need a hug. You need to cry. You need to confirm what you saw was real. Was it really your brother? He was wearing a black hoodie and a black beanie, obviously hiding from anyone’s eyes so you weren’t sure. You need someone to confirm what you saw because you can’t trust your clouded mind.

“Soojin-ssi, are you okay?”

A voice of a woman you don’t know asks you.

“I need my… I need my…”

“Soojin-ssi?”

Another woman asks. You can hear the concern in her voice.

“Soojin-ssi, do you need help?”

A man asks.

“I need my... Baek—”

You were about to say Baekhyun’s name when you saw him in one corner with… Taeyeon!!!

Taeyeon, that skank!

She’s cornering your fiancé— your man— in one corner. And he seems to… he seems like he’s enjoying it. What the hell!?!?!

You tried running for the opposite side, to run away from all the betrayal and disloyalty. This hurts more than scraping for knee on a pavement because you know, the drunken truth, is that you’re already in love with him. You’re already in love with Baekhyun.

But he’s obviously still hung up with his ex, Taeyeon, that mean girl who almost slapped you across the face if not for Soojung and Hyerin. And they’re probably laughing and talking about you, they’re planning on meeting up tonight after the party. After Baekhyun takes you home and pretends to kiss you as if he loves you as well, like the way he kissed you a while ago as you both danced to a beautiful love song.

Holding the skirt of your dress as you run, the last thing you remember before falling on the ground was Yixing screaming for your name as he stood up from his chair to catch you.

[taehyunqromantic]

hello hyerin,

because i will spend some time away with my mom and her husband, I wanted to leave you small notes. but then I lost my internet and I lost everything that i prepared so i wanted to make something more simple, more heart to heart. (bare in mind that i wrote these about 5 times now so i’ll give up on carrd).

so let’s try again.

my hyerin.

these words are from me to you.

i'm not very good at writing, let alone poetry, i'm a man of photography, of capturing moments and not emotions, so pardon me. remember this picture? it was when we went to jeju. it was a fun time wasn't it? to think then i didn't see you the way i see now. what a fool i was. but i do believe certain things happen for a reason and i needed to find myself in so many messes, to find you. and perhaps, you needed to love yourself so much, to one day love me. i'm very happy of where we are right now, i think i'm very lucky to have found someone who often reassures me, who holds my hand, makes me laugh, makes me feel like i'm home. like we've said before, it was all so slow, it took its time to be what it is now, to be what we are. i'm really happy to be sharing these experiences with you. i hope i can grow to be a better human and men with you by my side. you often teach me a lot and i'm sure you'll continue to. i hope somehow i can be useful in growth too, but you need no man to teach you anything, you're a god yourself and i'm sure you'll pave the way and get all the strength you need alone, but know that from now on you have my shoulder to rest on and my hand to hold when days are harder. i'm not going anywhere and i'll gladly stay with you. you'll never have to make difficult paths alone again - but if you do, know i'll be your lover and friend to walk with you in case you need assistance or to rest.

you have also asked me often what i like about you, so i'll tell you properly now, though i repeat again, i'm not very good with words. but here it goes.

i like the way you laugh so easily about things i say. i like how react to my messages. i like how you give everyone a chance, more than once. i like that you're very strong, one of the strongest people i know - because even if life is hard on you, you will not sit down and whine. you will stand up. i like the way your eyes turn to half moons when you laugh - and it's too funny. i like how you don't pout much but without pouting you get me to do whatever you want. i like that you know how to play music. i like the way your hand feels on mine. i like when you kiss me. i like your lips. i like how you enjoy new things. i like traveling with you. i like that it's easy to make plans with you. i like how you are always willing to listen. i like how you want to always hear me out before overthinking it. i like how you sit on my lap. i like that you always want to talk to me. i like our friendship. but i like our love better. i like the color of your eyes. i really also like your body (let's get a bit more physical, so you know you're HOT as fuck. pardon me my french, but heck hyerin, you're fucking hot).

and mostly, i like you. beyond what words can explain.

again, i'll be really busy or without connection. my mom often insists on retreats. so if you miss me, i wanted you to have access to this page and read it over and over to know i like YOU and that i'm ready to take this to a full commitment.

you already have the playlist but i'll link it anyways.

don't cheat. the days are there. only one thing per day.

that is all my little muffin.

i like you.

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[daehwi]

8 questions tag x 4

I was tagged by 4 people so I’m gonna be compiling all their questions here: 

From @jaehwn thanks Debbie~~ <3

1. Favourite saying / motto.

ekrwerjewklr <-- that’s it

2. Who is someone you admire?

My dad~ 

3. What is your favourite fruit?

Guayaba! or guava in english. 

4. What is your favourite wanna one moment?

I’ve only watched weekly idol part. 2 so I like it when they were all eating the food the staff brought out. 

5. If you could trade blogs with someone, who would it be?

Ivie @donghans because she’s so quality and nice and funny and I love her. 

6. 3 words to describe yourself.

Tired, awkward, short

7. Which day in your life would you want to relive again?

When I was 1, because all that mattered was food, pooping, and putting everything into my mouth before my mom yelled at me.

8. Jaemole, jaehands or jaelegs?

Ummm??? Jaeneck of course

From @king-jaehwan, gracias Lena!!! 

1. What’s the most useless talent you have?

I can avoid responsibility for up to a week max before anxiety and stress makes me finally face it :D

2. What makes you roll your eyes every time you hear it?

Jaehwan’s voice

3. Dream vacation?

Anywhere outside the US

4. Favourite Disney movie?

I’m going w/ pixar bc it’s still technically Disney: Up ;;;;

5. Would you rather have Jaehwan scream in your ear for 10 minutes or Jihoon do gugu kaka every time you blink?

Jihoon bc I can zone out and pretend I’m not there.

6. Broduce bias excluding ot11

KIM JONGHYUN

7. When was the last time you facepalmed?

When my dog almost peed on another dog and in an attempt to get him to stop, he ended up peeing slightly on my shoe.  

8. What fictional characters have you had a crush on over the years?

Ummm, Danny Phantom when i was like 8... I think that’s it? I don’t really have crushes on fictional characters a lot. 

From @kimjaehwanswife Lucy is the best :*

1. What is something you believed as a child?

That I could actually do whatever I want bc rip money is more important than dreams sometimes.

2. What’s your favorite animal, and why?

Rabbits! They’re really energetic and cute and I love them. I used to have 2 but they died ;;;; 

3. What do you think people notice first about you?

Height maybe? I’m really short. Or if not then um.... eyes because I always look like I haven’t slept in 87 years and that’s pretty much true.

4. What do you value most?

hwehjkrhwkre idk i guess being alive is pretty cool  

5. What would your position in a kpop group be? (if you could choose any and be good at it)?

If I was actually good at it then probably sub-vocal #3

6. Favorite girl group and why?

jkrletretkljer this is hard but probably SNSD because I’ve been a fan for so long and I used to be really active on soshified. I just really like them?? i dont really know why??? My faves are Jessica, Sooyoung, and Seohyun.

7. What is the moment of your life you are most proud of?

When my high school theater company put on their first play in an actual theater and nothing went wrong. I was the production manager so it was super stressful 

8. What is something you will never understand?

Furries and vore

From @wannaoneioi thank you, bud~~ 

1.)  When you are old, what do you think children will ask you to tell stories about?

These hypothetical children would probably ask me to tell them the story of a wild year where I actually became part of a community and people wanted to be friends with me. 

2.) What weird food combinations do you really enjoy?

I like...ketchup on eggs? 

3.) First ever K-Pop song that you listened to?

The first one I properly listened to (and not just heard on the radio of the boba place I used to go to in middle school) was Irony by the Wonder Girls 

4.) What are both your boy group and girl group stans?

boy group: Jonghyun (Nu’est), Hakyeon (VIXX), Sangyeon (the Boyz)

girl group: Choerry so far (LOONA), Umji (Gfriend), Jisoo (Blackpink), Seohyun (SNSD), Hyerin (EXID), Joy (Red Velvet), Luna (f(x) 

5.) If you ever met a genie, what will be your three wishes?

1. pls end my suffering; 2. pls give me a never ending bank account (aka make me rich), 3. pls stop me from watching p101. 

6.) Who is your favorite soloist?

KREAM (male), Taeyeon (female) 

7.) If given the chance to become a K-Pop idol, would you take it?

NO

8.) Have you ever visited AsianJunkie?

Yeah, but not my cup of tea. I stick to twitter for news. 

FINALLY DONE- okay idk who’s done this so I’m gonna tag a few- feel free to ignore~: @donghans , @bae-jy, @minhyuun, @emperorhwangs, @produced101 @swoojin , @extraongdinary @jeo-jang 

Questions:

What do you usually eat in the morning? 

It’s 4am and you’re woken up by the screams of your bias who was abducted by aliens and dropped outside your home. An infectious virus has been hidden inside your bias which will spread if physical human contact is made. How likely are you to be able to help them get back to Korea or somewhere that can treat the virus, and what would your strategy be? Any language barriers are in place and you cannot deux ex machina your way out.

What do you do to de-stress/relax?

Would you ever leave kpop completely?

What is lvoe?

Favorite meme? If none, what meme do you not understand?

What do you think of when you hear the word “nut”?

If you were a fansite what would your name be? 

[godsavemefrombts]

Unanswered

Genre: Idek anymore... I wanted this to be fluff...

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader x Jimin

Words: 1.5K

Warning: Just swearing... Other than that it’s PG13. Also, I sort of wrote this in a trance. It’s officially past 2 am here and yeah I’m sleepy.

Another day in class. Another day of running through hallways to make it just in time before the teacher entered. Another day at the very back, crashing into the seat at the very back of the lecture hall. Dumping the bag on the table, you look at the familiar mop of hair resting on the familiar white arms of your classmate, Min Yoongi. As the bag makes a noise as it makes contact with the table, you hear a familiar tut coming from your neighbour, a silent chuckle tickling your chest.

Soon enough, as usual, another body collides with yours as you are busy settling down, drinking your water. The water bottle is snatched away from your hands, the water now quenching Park Jimin’s thirst. After drinking, he hands it back to you with his usual eye grin. Grunting, Yoongi gets up and reaches behind you to smack Jimin’s head before dropping his head back to the safety of his arms.

He wasn’t allowed to rest much longer as the professor walked in, shuffling of clothes and papers filling the room as everyone stood up, while also pulling out their writing equipment. You slap Yoongi’s arm once to inform him of the professor’s presence as you stand up straight with Jimin slouching in his posture next to you. Yoongi stands up, his hands holding him up by grabbing onto the edge of the desk. As soon as the teacher turns around, all the students sit down but Yoongi falls back into his seat and Jimin stretches before sitting, two opposites sandwiching you as usual in your usual seat in the usual class.

As soon as the class starts, you open your notebook, clicking your pen, ready to take notes. Just as you start scribbling, the two boys on your two sides start squabbling. Again, as usual. Half-listening to them and half-listening to the professor, you keep trying hard to take notes. Smiling at their conversation about previous night and the basketball match Yoongi and Jimin seem to have comically lost, you continue to scribble mindlessly whatever is up on the board.

After a while of trying and failing, you drop your pen, as usual, turning your attention to your friends instead, indulging yourself in their words. “He stole the ball from me so easily, that motherfucker.” Yoongi scowls, tapping his pen furiously on the table. “Hyung, don’t you think our seniors were playing way too badly?” Jimin chuckles, his hand now on your shoulder as he leans towards Yoongi. “Those idiots couldn’t even dribble properly. Those bastards. Should have let one of our boys play instead.

“Did you score a basket? Either of you?” I ask, looking at them both suspiciously. “I assisted!” Jimin defends himself, his arms slightly raised in surrender. “I scored, but it wasn’t counted. Instead the other team got a free throw,” Yoongi mutters, clearly annoyed. I chuckle and slap his arm, “so you basically just ran around?” He looked extremely offended as he turned in his seat completely to face me, his eyes wide as he said, “I did a lot. I moved, y/n. Jimin couldn’t even assist properly.” Rolling his eyes distastefully, he turns back to the board, his elbows on the desk, his chin resting on his palms.

Jimin chuckles and starts taking notes. I lean on Jimin’s arm and start writing as well, just not notes.

This has been happening for the past week. I come to class, sit beside Yoongi, drink water. Jimin comes in and drinks my water. He sits beside me. And after that, the whole day is spent with us talking endlessly about nothing and everything.

“You know, life is about being happy and making others happy,” Yoongi muses as he stares blankly. Slightly intrigued, I look up from my doodling at him, “Is this your personal motto or something? Is that why you fake smiles and don’t tell me what’s on your mind, no matter how much I ask you to?” Taken aback, Yoongi shakes his head slightly and goes back to his own world without giving me another response.

This had also become common. After the first semester, I thought I had befriended Min Yoongi. Whenever he brooded over something, his usual smirk erased from his face, leaving behind only marks of fatigue, concerning me. But whenever I tried confronting him, he waved it away. He wouldn’t even complete his work and blame it on ‘family problems’. We knew one of his relatives had passed away, but it shouldn’t have been the reason for his nonstop brooding.

His behaviour had changed but only slightly. He was still foul-mouthed. He still threw shade and salt at anyone and everyone. He still randomly hit everyone just for kicks. He still made terrible jokes. He still was the class joker. But just like all jokers seem to have, Yoongi seemed to be hiding a sad smile behind the smirk he always wore in our presence. You could see it when he’d stop talking mid-sentence, when he’d stop moving around and chose to sigh deeply with his head on the table. You could see the changes if you were attentive enough. You would see the usual Yoongi otherwise.

I knew this wasn’t helping anyone. I tried confronting him.

“I know you might not be comfortable sharing your problems with me Yoongi since we’re not that close. I wouldn’t either, but if you want to, I’m always here to lend an ear or shoulder or anything you need.” I told Yoongi one day after I was tired of asking him. Instead of a response, he just commented, “I consider you a close friend, y/n, it doesn’t matter if you don’t think the same,” before leaving his seat to go socialise with his other balling buddies.

Keeping that one conversation in mind, I tried not to push Yoongi in any way, waiting for him to open up. The past two weeks seem to have been helping in progressing our relationship further as he has started to talk about subjects other than studies, and basketball. I ended up hanging out with my own friends lesser than I hung out with Yoongi and Jimin, finding a strange solace in their clashing personalities, vocabularies and amazing friendship.

As we descended the stairs in the auditorium, compelled to attend yet another talk for grades by some speaker none of us had ever heard of, Yoongi and Jimin walked ahead of me while I walked, talking with my best friend in college, Hyerin, as we moved towards our designated seating area. We laughed and talked openly after a long time, since I wasn’t spending as much time with her as I used to. After reaching our destination, I saw Hyerin off to sit with her other friends while I chose to sit, once again, sandwiched by Jimin and Yoongi.

“I don’t know why I’m here again…” I tell no one in particular as I slump in my chair, waiting for the talk to begin.

“We get attendance. That’s why.” Jimin said chuckling, his fingers tapping furiously on his phone as he engaged himself in a game

“I meant, you two. I don’t know why I’m in between you two again.” I mutter, closing my eyes

“Then switch with me. Bitch, you shouldn’t have sat there in the first place.” Yoongi replied, pulling my cheek.

“I’m sorry Yoongi, that was just a joke. I love you~” I say and grab his hand, squeezing it while I bat my eyelashes at him

“Shut up.” Is the only reply he provides me with before he turns to talk to his other friends, leaving me bored as I sit there with nothing to do. Jimin seemed too absorbed in his game. I couldn’t even gather the courage to ask one of them to engage with me in a conversation when Yoongi suddenly turns to me.

“I was going to call you last night.” He says out of the blue

“Why?” I ask, curious as to why Yoongi would call me out of all the people he knew

“I don’t know, okay? I don’t like that. Stop doing this.” He barks at me, ensuring Jimin is still absorbed in his game

“Stop what?” I ask, frowning slightly, pouting at his accusation.

“Running through my head all day long. Get out of my head, okay?” Yoongi reprimands me before turning away from me, avoiding all eye contact.

I was clueless. I had no idea what just happened and I didn’t know how to react to whatever happened. When Jimin tapped my arm and stood up with Yoongi to leave, I couldn’t even nod. Only after they left I realised I was lonely, their constant chatter missing, the warmth their well built bodies emitted missing, which was now being filled by my friends, incompletely

When I look back, I still can’t think of a rational enough response to give Yoongi. We have gone back to how we were, playfully bickering, playfully hitting, playfully insulting, but I’m still unsure. What did Yoongi mean then? Will I ever know? Will he ever elaborate? Do I still plague his mind? What are we?

I leave these questions unanswered, hoping they will answer themselves someday.

[stars-that-shine-at-night]

Choi Youngjae x reader For Now, but Not Forever

A/n: Some angsty angst for my sunshine child, that I wanna deck in the face, because he is way too cute. This is another classic unrequited love story. I tried my best to make it angst, so who knows how it will be. 

Since the day he was born, you were right next to Youngjae. You even remember the day he was born. You were only three years old, a wide eyed, curious, toddler. Your mom was walking with you down the hospital hallways; you and her were visiting her childhood friend, who just gave birth. When you walked into a small hospital room you saw a young Korean lady sitting with a bundle of blue fabric. Your mom greeted her friend and called you over. “(y/n) baby, come over here please.” Like the excellent daughter you were, you obeyed. Your mother held the baby right in front of your face, while you stared back at him sleeping. 

“(y/n), this is Youngjae, he is your auntie’s son. Can I ask you question (y/n)?” You just nodded, a bit confused about the baby. You were too sure exactly what “it” was. “(y/n) please always protect Youngjae, he will be just like a younger sibling, make sure you are with him and he is happy okay? I know you are big enough to do this. Can I count on you?” You nodded again. “Yes, Mama I’ll do it.” You mother smiled a kind smile. “That’s my girl. Do you want to hold him?” She was answered by another nod of your head. “Okay, go sit on that chair.” Your mom pointed to a hospital chair. You ran all the way to the adult sized chair, and jumped up on it to sit down. You were so small only your feet dangled off the chair. Your mom place the warm baby on your lap, and you supported his head with your arm. Gazing at the baby you said “Grow up well Youngjae, Noona will protect you.” 

And That’s what you did, you intended to keep your promise. Between the time baby Youngjae was growing up, and before you went to kindergarten you would always watch him whenever he was your house, making sure he wasn’t crashing into things, pulling things off the table, or choking. Sometimes your mom could hear a “Watch out baby!” followed by a loud crashing noise, then her and Younjae’s mom would have to go check on the two of you

                                                       ~

By the time Youngjae was in first grade, you were in fourth grade. When ever you caught the other kids bullying Youngjae you would run over and hit whoever was picking on him, even if that person was older or bigger than you. After that you would comfort the crying little boy.

“N-noona why do they keep picking on me?” He would say in between hiccups, while you dried his face with your own handkerchief.

“They’re just bullies, ignore them.” You answered firmly, but Youngjae would cry harder. “Th-they always say I’m a baby, because you always have to protect me.” 

“And what’s wrong with that?” You asked “Because you are a girl.” He sobbed out. Out of your own anger from him you threw your hankie on the ground. “And so what huh?! Do you want me to leave you alone, so they can go beat you up?!” you screamed, only riling up the young boy. “Noona nooo! Don’t leave me!” He cried while walking into your stomach, hugging you, as he cried into your shirt.

“Aish, what are we going to do with you?” You sighed as you tugged Youngjae away from your waist. You picked up your dirty handkerchief, and flipped it to the inside, where it was clean. “Yah, let me look at you.” You said as you began to wipe his face again. You remember around that same time many of your teachers and even your parents would scold you for getting into fights.

“Another torn shirt (y/n)?” Your mom asked with disappointment, and she looked down at the dirty shirt. “They were picking on Youngjae again.” You said through your grit teeth, your was head still bowed. Youngjae’s mother’s expression softened as she looked at your mom, softening her own gaze. “It’s fine (y/n), just go change your shirt and give it to mama okay?” You didn’t look up at the two moms “Okay” you mumbled and walked away to your room. While you were putting your on a new shirt you heard someone walk into your room. 

“Noona are you okay?” the small voice asked. You turned on the balls of your feet and looked at Youngjae with a smile. “Of course, why wouldn’t I be? How about we go and play now?” The young boy lively nodded. “Alright let’s go then.” You said taking Youngjae’s hand and running out. 

                                                       ~

“Seoul?” Your voice cracked the moment you said that city. You were only in your first year of college, and you found out that Youngjae was really going to go out and become the idol he wanted to be. 

“Isn’t wonderful (y/n)? I’m finally going to be like all of those other singers we watched and listed to as kids.” Youngjae marveled out how big he could become, and it was all waiting for him in Seoul. 

“But don’t you know how far that is Youngjae? Who’s going to be with you out there?” You asked, the feeling on concern was evident in your tone. “It’ll be okay Noona, I’ll be fine.” Youngjae said in a care free tone. “But you’re only a teenager.” you interjected. “I can’t have you by my side forever Noona! Let me have my space, I appreciate you being by my side, but it can’t be forever. Don’t you want me to be happy?” You only sighed when you heard his words. Guilt started to crush your chest, this was his dream, he’s been singing forever, and who were you to take it from him. “You’re right,” you broke the silence, “this is your dream, and it is waiting for you in Seoul. 

                                                           ~

Two years had passed since Youngjae left for Seoul, sure he would visit, but you would be at school or with your own family. You couldn’t quite put a finger on when you started to have feelings for him, you kind of brushed it off since you found it creepy that you were in college, and you like a high schooler. Maybe you started to realize how much he impacted your life whe he wasn’t in it. Youngjae kept in touch with you by texting and other forms of social media. Until one day some girl named Hyerin came into his life. He would talk about her constantly, and you would still listen, even if it chipped away at your heart

                                                            ~

One day a little after Got7 made their debut a boy walked into your house. It was the ghost of the little Choi Youngjae you once knew. “Noona I’m back!” Youngjae yelled loudly as you ran towards you. For once in your life Youngjae could envelope you fully, he was taller than you now. “Come on let’s go spend the day together.” And it was just the two of you again, but the ghost of Hyerin followed. 

“I’d think you would like her Noona. She cooks well, she is very considerate, and kind. Also she doesn’t mind how loud I laugh. Isn’t that great Noona?” Youngjae chatted cheerfully about his little crush, while it felt like he was just rubbing salt into your open wound.

You couldn’t think straight anymore, you lost the boy you loved for one of the longest times ever to girl you don’t even know. You wandered through the mild spring night until you sat yourself down on a bench in the park where you play with Youngjae when you were younger. It was a very small park, so small that there were only two benches, but to a pair of little kids the possibilities of playing were endless. You could imagine whatever you wanted, and played in any time period you wanted, even in the past and future. 

“Hey what are you doing here this late at night?” a voice interrupted you from your thoughts. You whirled your head around, and you were face to face with the only Choi Youngjae. He took a seat right next to you on the stale wooden bench. “How did you know I was here?” you asked. “Well I guess some habits never die.” Youngjae said as he smiled. “I know you always come here to escape reality. This was like our own little world when we were younger.” 

You smiled when Youngjae mentioned the time when the two of you were younger. Full of scrapped knees and giggles. Youngjae leaned his head on your shoulder. “Wake me up when you are ready to go Noona. I’ll wait with you, but I am so tired from our schedules, I need rest.” You hummed an answer as you sat still. You turned to look at the sleeping boy who was turning into a man before your eyes. 

“Our own world, where we can escape reality huh?” You muttered to wind. Only the night sky and breeze were your only witnesses. “For now I guess I can love you, and you can love me back. This isn’t real right? So let’s be a couple, but only for now, not forever though.” You ran your hand through Youngjae’s hair as he slept, maybe you loved him throughout your whole entire life, but you were too focused on him to ever notice yourself. 

                                                             ~

“Noona, I want you to come to my wedding. I know this is sudden, but I really want you there.” The sweaty grip on your phone trembled as you listened along to Youngjae’s chatter. “Of course I’ll be there Youngjae, when have I not?” You forced a chuckle that sounded real in the speakers of the phone. You swallowed your sadness, and masked your heart. Youngjae was in love and you couldn’t take that away from him either.

You sat in the same room as the bride, you were told her name, but it’s not like you paid attention, You loathed her name, so why bother knowing it. It was your childish way of spiting the bride, but who cared, it was her wedding day. Nothing would ruin that day fir her.

“Unnie, what do you think?” The young radiant lady took a spin in front of you. “It looks fine. You look beautiful in it.” 

“Thank you Unnie!” The girl looked gracious, you wouldn’t lie the girl did look stunning in her wedding dress. “Do you think Youngjae would like it?” She asked, you pulled a fake smile on to your lips. “Of course he would love it. It fits your personality and his.” 

You got to finally walk down the aisle, and see the man you love in front of you, but you kept walking when you passed him. You were not the one who was suppose to stand at the altar with him. Youngjae looked handsome as ever, if he could, he was shining more than he has ever standing with her. 

You could be seen standing to the left of him in picture, but never in the center. Always to side, as his friend forever.

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Idol: Jeonghwa/Junghwa (EXID)

Prompt: Hi. I've had a scenario in mind for a while now, so I'm glad the requests are open (I love you guys btw): marchingband!reader and cheerleader Jeonghwa (EXID). Something a bit angsty but with a happy end and, if you don't mind, some implied smut at the end.

Writer: Admin Kiwi

A/N: I’ll be spelling her name as Jeonghwa throughout the story, just as a heads up since people tend to spell her name both ways. Also, this brings back memories of band, when I used to be first seat and now I can’t even play my clarinet-. (And disclaimer: I’ve never been to a football game so uh. This probably isn’t accurate.) Anyway, I hope you all enjoy!

Warnings: Cursing, underage drinking, smoking and partying. Implied smut.

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The first time you saw her, it was a hot, muggy day and you were standing on the field, sweating in your band uniform as everyone got into formation to practice. The heat was dizzying, and you could feel yourself spacing out, staring across the field as the band director said something probably important through his megaphone. As your eyes moved across the field, they landed on something bright, flashy, and sparkling over your school colors: the cheerleaders.

Specifically, the cheerleader in the middle, her dark hair curled and pulled up into a high ponytail, uniform glittering in the strong sunlight and smiling despite the unbearable temperatures. In fact, she looked like she wasn’t even bothered by the sun, not a drop of sweat on her face as she bounced on her toes, arms stretched over her head. You were staring, and you knew you were staring, but you couldn’t stop, watching as she leaned over to grab her sparkly pompoms, giving you view of her perfectly toned body.

“Alright, let’s go!” Your band director’s voice shocked you out of your daze and you quickly fumbled for your instrument, starting a beat later than the person beside you. They shot you a glare, but you pretended not to notice as you tried to keep your eyes on the director and not on the cheerleader on the sidelines.

But she kept drawing your eyes back, and as you tried not to boil alive in the giant layers of your marching band uniform, you watched them throw her into the air. Her hair glittered as the sun framed her face, and in your heat-induced delirium, you wondered it she was actually an angel on earth.

-

“Yo, (Y/N), you’re staring.” You blinked a couple times before turning to look at your friend Hyerin beside you.

“What?”

“You’re staring at the cheerleaders and it’s obvious.” She sounded bored as she flipped the page in her book, and you swallowed, glancing back at the table across the library. Of course you’d been staring, the cheerleaders were being loud, all crowded in the opposite corner around a table much too small for them. You doubted they were there to read.

“I just wish they’d stop being loud.”

“Sure, keep pretending like you weren’t staring at Jeonghwa’s pretty face,” Hyerin said, making you flush immediately and turn to glare at her.

“I was not.”

“I’ve seen the way you stare at her during practices. You know, I could introduce-.”

“No! No. It’s fine. She just has cool hair, that’s all.” You knew your face was on fire and you tried to hide behind the thick book in front of you, embarrassed that your best friend had seen right through you.

“Her hair must be really cool to make you mess up during practice whenever she bends over.”

“Shut UP. That has nothing to do with it.”

“Keep telling yourself that, maybe you’ll start to believe it yourself.”

-

You were putting away your instrument when you heard a commotion coming from the side of the field where the cheerleaders were practicing. You weren’t the only one, apparently, because everyone looked up, glancing at the side of the field. There seemed to be some sort of argument happening, and you shuddered, quickly looking back down at your instrument case. Fights were not your thing, and you wanted to get out of there as soon as possible.

“Looks like your angel Jeonghwa is about to fight,” Hyerin said like it was nothing, making you hiss and kick at her as the two of you stood up.

“Can you not say it like that? Plus, it’s normal for popular girls to get into fights. Let’s just go before they start throwing things.”

The two of you had to walk right past the cheerleaders to get back, though, and as you got closer to them, you could start to hear what they were saying.

“I’m telling you, the throw and spin is too dangerous!”

“You can do it, Jeonghwa!”

“I know I can do it, but Yoojung couldn’t and now her ankle is hurt! I’m not supposed to be center the whole time and now with Yoojung hurt I think we should just take the move out of the second half!”

“So you want to just throw away everything I’ve choreographed.”

“I’m not saying everything, if you ever listened to me, you’d understand that I’m saying that we should just do a throw in the second half.”

“It won’t look as good.”

“So you’d rather your own teammates get hurt than let your own ego down.”

You swallowed and looked at the ground, not really understanding too much of the conversation other than that Jeonghwa was arguing with who looked like the captain, or whatever the cheerleaders called their leader. She was arguing against her teammates getting hurt (which honestly made her more of an angel in your eyes) but it was still a little bit scary and you wanted to just get out of there before-.

“Hey, Hyerin! You and your friend, come over here,” Jeonghwa called, and you winced, knowing that she meant you. Hyerin, like she didn’t know how intimidated you were, grabbed your arm and pulled you over.

“What’s up? What are you arguing about now?”

“They have nothing to do with this, they’re band kids,” the leader-girl said, putting her hands on her hips, but Jeonghwa just ignored her.

“Would you guys endanger your own teammates in order to make the performance look better?”

“No,” Hyerin said immediately, and you looked up at her, surprised at how easily she talked to Jeonghwa. “You know me, I stopped doing cheerleading because I couldn’t stand seeing people hurt at the orders of a dumb leader. Band kids don’t get hurt as much, and if we do, it’s mostly our own fault.”

“Thank you.” Jeonghwa was smug as she turned to you, raising her eyebrows, and you felt your heartbeat spike. She was even more beautiful up-close. “And you? What’s your name?”

“Oh, um, I’m (Y/N).”

“Okay, (Y/N), would you let your teammates get hurt?”

“No?” It came out more as a question because you were much more intimidated by the cheer captain-leader-person than Hyerin seemed to be, but Jeonghwa looked happy anyway.

“I rest my case. Endangering the girls is irresponsible of you as a leader and if you don’t change the throw and spin into just a throw I’ll be going to Ms. Bae Yoon Jung to complain.” At the mention of the terrifying teacher, the leader-girl turned white and shut her mouth, but you could tell she was seething, and you stepped back just in case. “Thanks Hyerin, (Y/N). Sorry to bother you guys, you can go back to doing whatever it was you were doing.” She gave the two of you a smile and your heart jumped up into your throat, but you managed to awkwardly smile back as Hyerin again took your arm and led you away.

It wasn’t until the two of you were off the field and almost back inside the school when something clicked inside your head and you turned to stare at Hyerin. “Wait, how do you know Jeonghwa? You were a cheerleader? Why didn’t I know about any of this?”

She shrugged, looking down at her instrument. “Jeonghwa and I have been friends since we were little, I guess I just forgot to mention it. And I didn’t like being a cheerleader, so I don’t talk about it.” She sounded like she was telling the truth, a little bit of distance in her voice, so you dropped it. Still, you couldn’t get the image of Jeonghwa smiling and saying your name out of your head for the rest of the day, the scene from earlier replaying over and over in your mind.

-

“Hey, Hyerin, (Y/N), thanks for backing me up yesterday.” Jeonghwa’s voice startled you so bad you almost choked on your sandwich, and Hyerin tried her best not to laugh at your reddening face, looking up at Jeonghwa who stood mostly behind you.

“No problem. I forgot that I never introduced you to my friend (Y/N),” Hyerin said, and you wondered if she had a death wish as you took a sip of your water to calm yourself down, hoping that you weren’t too red. “They’re in the marching band with me.”

“It was nice to meet you, (Y/N). Do you guys mind if I sit over here today? The cheerleaders are getting on my nerves right now.”

“Go ahead. It’s okay with you, right (Y/N)?” From the way Hyerin said it, you knew you didn’t have a choice, so you just nodded weakly as Jeonghwa sat down beside you.

“Hey, Jeonghwa’s sitting with the nerds today,” Hani said as she sat down beside Hyerin, grinning at the younger girl. “To what do we owe the occasion?”

“You guys aren’t nerds,” Jeonghwa retorted, grinning and kicking at Hani under the table. “Don’t insult the nerds, Hani.”

“Rude! You are rude, Jeonghwa.” Hani’s voice went up a notch as she argued with the girl beside you, and you glanced between the two of them. It felt weird to have both of them sitting there at the table you and Hyerin usually occupied with the other band kids. Somehow, Jeonghwa being there really made the popular Hani stand out against the rest of you, and you realized how weird it was that Hani sat with you and Hyerin instead of sitting with the other popular girls. It also struck you that you only knew these girls because you happened to be friends with Hyerin. Had the two of you never sat beside each other that first day of band practice, you wouldn’t know any of these girls. And that stung a little.

“Are you gonna go to practice?” Hyerin asked, breaking you out of your thoughts as she slid her water bottle over to Jeonghwa for her to take a sip. “If you skip, you’ll get yelled at.”

“I won’t get yelled at. All the teachers love me. The only person who’ll be upset is our captain Jimin, but she can’t hold a grudge forever.” Jeonghwa’s voice is dismissive as she munches on the hard cafeteria pizza, and you try not to stare at her perfect lips. “Are you?”

“Our band directer is strict, so we all have to go unless we’re dying.”

“That’s exactly why I joined the baking club. We don’t have practices,” Hani said, butting into the conversation like she always did. Jeonghwa said something in return that you didn’t catch as you looked around, realizing that the other band kids were staring. Your cheeks flushed, and you tried not to feel embarrassed, quickly turning back to stare down at your food.

The thing about sitting with three people who have been friends for a long time is that the conversation tends to leave you out. Hani said something that had to be an inside joke, and as everyone laughed, you felt a little sick to your stomach. You didn’t belong here with them. Not right now. There was no way you could contribute to this conversation, and Jeonghwa sitting beside you made you feel a little dizzy.

So you took your tray and slipped out of your seat, heading quietly to the doors. Hyerin sent you a look but let you go, and if the other girls noticed, they didn’t care enough to tell you to stay. Again, you felt sick as you threw away your remaining food and wondered why the universe hated you enough to make you fall for a girl out of your reach.

-

The next time you saw Jeonghwa, it was in the local ice cream shop. She was with her fellow cheerleaders, wearing their most scandalous uniform with her hair pulled back into a high ponytail. You’d seen them practice in that uniform before, but something about seeing it outside of school made your mind jump places that you didn’t want to name, and you blushed as you tried to push those thoughts away, turning back to your friend Soyou as she asked what flavor you wanted.

As the two of you approached the counter, the cheerleaders turned to leave, and your eyes met Jeonghwa’s. For a moment, it seemed like she might say hello, and your heartbeat spiked as you held your breath, but she just turned away like she didn’t even know who you were. As she walked away, you felt your heart crumble to pieces, and you swallowed, trying not to think about it too much. She was a cheerleader, of course she wouldn’t remember a band kid like you.

That didn’t mean that it didn’t hurt, though.

“Hey, (Y/N)? You okay?” Soyou was looking at you, worried, but you just faked a smile and nodded.

“Yeah, I’m just fine.”

-

“(Y/N)?”

You’d just wanted to find a book to read. That was all. But now you were standing in the library in the same isle as Jeonghwa, who smiled with that soft smile you liked so much when she saw you. “That’s your name, right?”

“U-um, yeah. That’s me.” You were confused, to be honest. She couldn’t talk to you outside of school, but the library and the cafeteria were fine? “I didn’t expect to see you here.”

“I like to read sometimes. When things get too stressful on the squad.” She shrugged her shoulders, and you looked at the small stack of books in her arms. One was probably for a report, as it was a history book, but the other two were fantasy books that you’d read before.

“Those are good choices,” you said, for a lack of anything better to say, throat feeling dry as your palms sweated. What could you say to her? The two of you didn’t have much in common, and she was intimidating to be around.

“Oh, you’ve read them? I’ve heard they’re good.”

“They are. The author is really good at creating characters.”

“Thanks for letting me know.” She smiled and gave you a little wave as she turned away. “Good luck on your next performance! You guys killed it last time!”

As you watched her go, waving back, you wondered why she had to be so complicated. If she was just mean, it would be easy to get over her. But she wasn’t. And that made it impossible not to like her.

-

The thing about Jeonghwa was that, even as much as you knew you didn’t have a chance, you just couldn’t get her out of your mind. It seemed like everywhere you looked, she was there, laughing with her friends or hugging someone or just being friendly in general to everyone. Everyone except you.

You tried not to think about it, you really did. You tried to bury yourself in your work and your passions like the nerd you were. But it was hard to ignore her when, every time you practiced or played for games, she was there too, looking as gorgeous as always, glowing under the sun. It made it hard to focus, even when you knew you had to keep in line with everyone in order to make a perfect performance. Stress from her rolled into your stress over school and stress over making the perfect performance until it all became one huge ball and you felt like you might burst from the weight of it all. But you had to keep it in, at least until the last game of the season. You couldn’t let anyone else get distracted by your problems, not even Hyerin.

Hyerin had noticed something was off, of course she had, but she didn’t pry. After you told her that you were fine, she dropped the subject, even if she did seem nicer, giving you more space when you needed it but also giving you some of her snacks during lunch or taking you out to have fun after practice. It did distract you, at least for a little while.

Then came the big game.

The big game was the final game of the season. For once, the school’s football team had done well all season, and now they were down to one last game to see if they would keep their winning streak or lose to the rival school. Tensions were at an all time high: the band was required to do an extraordinary performance to try and out-do the other school, the cheerleaders were expected to look and perform their best, and the whole school was on edge, waiting to see how they would do. It made everyone a little bit stressed, and you were no exception.

You sat in your room with Hyerin, sheet music and position maps scattered across the floor. Both of you were tired, but the energy drinks now piled in your trash can had given the two of you the slight energy you needed to continue to get through the extra practice, and now both of you were slightly jittery. As you put away your instrument, Hyerin sighed and fell back onto the floor, staring up at the ceiling.

“Hey, (Y/N)?”

“Yeah?” You bit the top of your pen as you studied the music sheet. “What’s up?”

“There’s something I should have told you a while ago. But I didn’t want to make you more upset or whatever.”

You stilled, too afraid to look at her. “So? What is it?” You forced out, unsure if you even wanted to know.

“Before the fight and everything when you officially met Jeonghwa, she asked me about you.”

“What?!” That was not what you’d been expecting to hear, and you jerked your head up, eyes wide. “Wait, why would this upset me?”

“Well, she asked who you were. She said that she really liked your playing and said that she thought you were cool. But when I told her that she could just talk to you herself, she shook her head and said that she couldn’t. Something about her squad having something against dating band kids or whatever. Said that she didn’t want to cause any trouble, even though I told her that it was bullshit and that she should just, you know, not care what her teammates thought. But she wasn’t sure, and told me not to tell you.” For a moment, she was quiet. “I just thought you should know. Sorry for not telling you sooner.”

You sat still, taking in what your best friend had just told you. You weren’t upset with her for not telling you: that was to be expected, she didn’t want to make things worse and she didn’t want to betray her other friend’s trust. But you didn’t know what to make of Jeonghwa’s reasoning. Was there really some rule against the cheerleaders dating the band? That didn’t make any sense, but you could feel your heart sinking as you looked back down at the music on your floor. It did sound like something the cheerleaders might do.

“I wish I was cool enough to be a cheerleader,” you said quietly, and Hyerin sat up so quick she looked dizzy for a moment before putting her hands on your shoulders and looking you in the eye.

“No. Seriously, cheering on a high school team sucks. I left for a reason.” She looked serious, which wasn’t very common for her, so you stayed quiet. “I think you’re great just the way you are. There isn’t anything wrong with you for being a band kid. What would the game be without the band? Boring, that’s what. We’re just as cool as the cheerleaders, and that’s a fact. Don’t go pitying yourself or thinking you’re not cool just because some dumb upperclassman made a weird unspoken rule for the cheerleaders.” A smile came to her lips, and she shook you a bit. “Don’t go changing yourself on me, okay? All your friends love you just the way you are.”

Smiling yourself, you let her shake you a bit before pulling her into a tight hug, emotions twisting around in your chest. You were lucky to have her as a best friend. “Thanks, Hyerin. I really appreciate it.”

“That’s what friends are for, dude.” As she pulled away, she gave you a little wink. “Plus, I’m willing to bet that Jeonghwa would ignore that rule in a heartbeat if it meant being with someone she really likes. You should at least try to talk to her.”

Just the thought of talking to Jeonghwa or making the first move made you feel like you might explode into a ball of nerves, and you laughed, shaking your head. “I don’t know about that. But I do feel better now. Why don’t we go back to our music?”

“Ugh. If I have to play one more time tonight I’m going to chop my own fingers off,” she whined, flopping back down onto the floor. “Let’s just watch some movies! We’ve got it down, you aren’t first seat for nothing!”

With a laugh, you laid down beside her. A lot of the stress from earlier began to go away, and you figured it wouldn’t hurt to forget about the pressures of school and the thoughts of Jeonghwa, just for a little bit. “Alright, you win. What should we watch?”

-

The big game passed in a blur of heat and loud screaming. Your band uniform was still too thick and the sun was still too hot, and you found yourself dazing off as the game happened, only tuning back in when the cheerleaders did their routines. Jeonghwa, as usual, looked perfect, a bit smile on her face and not one hair out of place. You were reminded of the first time you noticed her out on the field as her ponytail bounced along with her, and you found yourself thinking back to what Hyerin said. Would she really ignore the rules of her team to be with you? You doubted it. Some little part of you hoped so badly that it was true, but you knew hoping would just hurt you even more. Still, you couldn’t help but imagine, just for a minute, that she was smiling at you as she danced.

-

Your school won. The game ended in a two-point lead, and you jumped up to cheer with the rest of the stadium, noise near deafening as everyone celebrated. Everything seemed to fly by as students hugged and screamed and flooded onto the field to congratulate the players, and for a moment, you didn’t have the time to think about Jeonghwa. You were focused instead on the players, and on the way your band director smiled widely as he told everyone what a great job you all did. It wasn’t until later, when you were finally putting up your instrument and getting ready to go, that you heard about the party.

“Are you going tonight?” Hyerin asked, and you looked up at her, a bit confused as you picked up your instrument case.

“Going where?”

“To the party?” She looked at you like you were crazy. “Do you really not remember everyone talking about it? If our school won, one of the football players was going to throw a party at his place. All of us are invited. Actually, I think the whole school might be there. It’s a good thing his parents are out of town.”

Now that you thought about it, you did remember someone mentioning a party or something, but you’d been too preoccupied to care then. Biting your lip, you glanced over at the rest of the field before looking back at Hyerin. “Are you sure we’re invited?”

“Of course I’m sure. Watch.” She turned to look at the rest of the band. “Hey, who’s going to the party tonight?” Most of the students cheered in return, and she looked back at you with a smug smile. “See? Everyone’s going.”

You still weren’t sure about all this, but Hyerin attached herself to your arm, grinning widely, and you sighed. “Okay, fine. I’ll go. But... I’ve never been to a party before, so I won’t know what to do.”

“Trust me, you’ll figure it out. Let’s go!” Hyerin never left any room for argument, so you let her pull you along. But you glanced back at the cheerleaders, and for a moment, you let yourself wonder about what might happen tonight.

-

The house was huge. That was the first thing that went through your head as you walked up to the house, mouth dropping open slightly in awe. Just how rich was this kid? Students were everywhere, mixed with what seemed to be college-aged kids, and you could feel your nerves jumbling up inside your stomach as you followed Hyerin up to the house. What if the cops were called? Sure, this house was kind of far back from all of its neighbors, but you knew people could be really loud and you couldn’t get arrested. Your parents would kill you.

“Stop worrying,” Hyerin said, snapping you out of it as she threw an arm around your shoulder. “We’re going to have a great time tonight, just you wait and see!”

“If you say so.” You weren’t sure how much you believed her, but you went along with it anyway, letting her lead you inside and through the crowded halls. Some kids you knew, others you didn’t, but everyone seemed to be feeling friendly tonight. Instead of ignoring you like people you didn’t know usually did, everyone sent smiles and waves your way, cheering the school’s name and expecting you to cheer in response. It was a pretty cool feeling, and as a drink got shoved into your hand, you didn’t think twice about drinking it.

It tasted like you imagined hand sanitizer would taste, with the added side of some sort of strawberry punch, and it burned all the way down, making you wrinkle your nose. Hyerin didn’t even seem to be fazed by it, downing a cup and cheering before grabbing another, and you watched in amazement. How did she do that?

“Come on! Let’s find our people!” As she shouted at you, she disappeared into the crowd, and when you tried to follow her, you ended up lost in a sea of people inside the biggest house you’d ever been inside.

“Yo, (Y/N), I’m surprised to see you here!” You turned around to see Hani grinning at you, already looking a bit tipsy as she swayed. “The band killed it tonight!”

“Thanks,” you said, sending her a little smile. “Were you watching?”

“Duh! I’m always watching!” She made a motion from her eyes to yours, making you laugh. “I’m glad you’re here, though. Drink up! Have some fun! Let loose! Forget about all the stress, dude!” Yeah, she was tipsy. Laughing, you nodded your head along to what she was saying, reaching out to affectionately pat her head.

“I will, don’t worry!”

“Good. I love you!” The words didn’t mean anything coming from Hani. In fact, she always said that she loved her friends. What was different with drunk Hani, though, was the kiss on the cheek that she gave you, leaving you a little stunned and embarrassed. “Come find me when you want to dance!” She waved, and then she was gone, leaving you a bit dazed. Everyone around you was at least tipsy, and as people yelled and laughed and bumped into you, you decided that you should probably get tipsy too, just to deal with it all. So you braced yourself and swallowed down the rest of the drink even though it tasted like death, chucking the red cup into the trash before grabbing another one and heading off in the direction of the music.

The rest of the night was a bit of a blur. You danced with Hyerin, who gave you yet another drink, and some upperclassman named Solji patted your head affectionately as you talked until her girlfriend, a very intimidating looking girl, pulled her hand away and kissed her right in front of you. Later, Hani made you dance again, and then after another drink, you found yourself on a couch, trying to make your head stop spinning.

“(Y/N)?” The familiar voice made you freeze, your sober brain coming through for a moment to panic as you slowly looked up at the voice. Jeonghwa stood there, smiling like she always was, except tonight her hair was a bit messy and she seemed more than tipsy herself. “It is you!”

“It’s me!” The alcohol in your system made it hard to get the words out, and again, you felt a bit dizzy, but you tried your hardest to pretend to be normal as she sat down beside you.

“Hi! The band was great tonight!”

“Thank you, so were you. Like, the cheerleaders were great tonight.” You knew you probably didn’t make any sense, but Jeonghwa just continued to smile, apparently not noticing as she leaned in closer. Your heart jumped as her eyes went to your lips for a brief moment.

“Did you watch me?”

The room was shrinking. “Uh, yes?”

“Good. That makes me happy. Cheers!” She knocked her cup against yours and took another sip. Not wanting to feel left out, you took another sip too, wondering why they seemed to taste better with every cup. Did that just mean that you were getting drunk? You felt tired and giddy and-. “Hey, wanna check out upstairs?”

Your mind whirled with possibilities, but you put on a smile and tried your best to be steady on your feet as you stood up. “Yeah! Let’s go!”

Upstairs was full of bedrooms, some with groups of people playing games and others with the doors closed and locked. You were pretty sure you knew what was happening in there. As you walked, her shoulder brushed up against yours, getting closer with every step until she was holding your hand. Your mind spun. What was happening? Were you dreaming?

The air felt tense and heavy when she pulled you into one of the empty rooms and closed the door. You couldn’t see much in the darkness, but her hand was still holding yours, and you could feel her leading you somewhere. It was seconds later when your back hit an unfamiliar mattress and her lips were against yours. She tasted like alcohol and chocolate, and for a moment, you stayed still, wondering if this was some sort of prank. But your drunk brain pushed all common sense out the window and told you to kiss back and not miss this opportunity.

Before you knew what was going on, her hands were wandering across your body, cold fingers slipping under your shirt as you pulled her closer, tangling your fingers in her perfect hair. If you were sober, you’d be worried that you weren’t good at this, but right now, you just wanted her, her, her. Liquid courage was a real thing, and it was wonderful.

At some point, both of your shirts had come off, and now she was sucking and biting at your neck with her fingers playing at the hem of your pants, and you were in heaven, pleasure flowing through your body. How was she so good at this? A moan flowed from your lips, and at the sound, she paused, coming up to kiss you again. It was slower this time, and when she pulled away, she sat up, breathing hard along with you.

“We can’t do this,” she whispered, and you opened your eyes to look at her, heart sinking. “We’re drunk, we can’t. I can’t.” She was crying, all of a sudden, and you reached out to touch her shoulder for a brief, quiet moment.

And then she was gone, and the room was silent, the ghost of her fingers still trailing over your skin as you stared at the empty spot on the bed beside you.

-

You woke up with a headache and a terrible taste in your mouth in a bed that wasn’t yours. For a moment, you blinked up at the ceiling, wondering where you were, before you recognized Hyerin’s blanket on top of you and sat up. As you did, the door opened, and Hyerin poked her head inside, smiling when she saw you up.

“Oh, hey! You’re up!”

“Not so loud,” you whined, falling back onto the bed and closing your eyes. Laughing, she walked over, and you felt something cold hit your face. It was a water bottle, and she had pain killers in her other hand.

“It’s your first hangover! Congrats!”

You rolled your eyes at her antics as you took the medicine, trying to remember everything that had happened the night before. “How did I end up here?”

“Well, you found me last night and just started crying, and I knew you were too drunk to go home, so I told your parents that you were spending the night at my place and brought you here. You fell asleep immediately too. Didn’t even change out of your clothes.” She gestured to you, and when you looked down, sure enough, you were in the same jeans and t-shirt that you’d worn to the party the night before. Slowly, the events of the night before began to come back, and you shuttered, remembering the bedroom and Jeonghwa’s lidded eyes.

“I think I fucked up,” you said, and Hyerin raised her eyebrows, sitting on the edge of the bed beside you.

“Why do you think that?”

“Jeonghwa and I.... Um, some things happened last night. And then she suddenly stopped and said that we couldn’t do it. I don’t remember why, but she just started crying and left. I think I messed up somehow, like breaking the rule she has with her squad.” You couldn’t close your eyes without the scene from last night replaying in your head, so you focused on her blanket instead, wishing that the light didn’t hurt so much.

“(Y/N), I really don’t think that’s what she meant. I mean, the two of you were drunk. I know her well, and Jeonghwa isn’t the type of girl who would want to do a drunk hookup with someone she really likes. I bet she panicked, thinking that you were only with her because you were drunk.” Your best friend placed her hand on your shoulder, and you tried to think back. What had she said? What excuse did she give? “Try not to worry about it too much. There’s breakfast ready downstairs, once you’ve eaten and taken a shower, you’ll probably feel better.”

Smiling, you looked over at her. What would you do without her? “Thanks, Hyerin. I appreciate you.”

“Of course, dude! That’s what friends are for. Come on down when you’re ready, okay? Your extra toothbrush is where it always is.” She stood up and stretched, yawning slightly before she exited the room, and you let out a sigh as you stood up as well. Your phone sat on the nightstand and you picked it up, looking at the time. It was pretty early for a weekend, but it wasn’t the time that caught your eye. It was the text from an unknown number.

-Hey (Y/N), this is Jeonghwa. Hyerin gave me your number a while ago but I never had the confidence to text you until now. I’m sorry for last night, I panicked because I really like you. So I’d like to take you for coffee, if that’s okay? Just let me know your answer!

First, you pinched yourself to make sure you weren’t dreaming. Then, a smile broke out across your face and butterflies started up in your chest, making you feel dizzy and drunk all over again as you sat back down onto the bed. This was real and wonderful and suddenly your head didn’t hurt as much anymore. After staring at the text for a while, you slowly and carefully typed out your answer. Once you were done, you clicked send and headed for the bathroom with a skip in your step and a smile on your lips. Life was looking up, and you were lucky, both to have Jeonghwa, and to have such a great friend in Hyerin. You couldn’t wait to tell her the good news.

-Don’t apologize, I understand and I’d love to get coffee with you! Just tell me when and I’ll be there.