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[hotasfahrenheit]

you make me so supernatural

ZeroBaseOne - Crush [November 6, 2023]

[acehoons]

zb1 overhearing you on the phone . . !

☆! ot9 x gn!reader. semi-angst. roughly 4.4k words. requested. ‎‎‎‎‎‎ㅤ[ 🎧 ] now playing . . dangerously by charlie puth

a/n: yujin is involved here! i wrote his part in a platonic matter. but it’s up to you if you’ll look at it romantically. also m/n = member’s name.

?! context

you were lounging at home by yourself, on the phone with a friend

the both of you were just chatting about random stuff

complaining about stuff from school, home, what have you

when you didn’t hear the front door open, and (m/n) stepping inside

practice ended early so he came home to surprise you

but it was him who was surprised with what he overheard

more utc.

% . . kim jiwoong

he was sooo excited to come home early and surprise you

he’d been spending extra hours at the company practicing lately

so the extra time with you was definitely a long time coming

but when he was about to burst the door to your room open, he overheard you and your friend’s conversation

“yeah it’s getting tiring, honestly.” you’d say on the phone “he never has the time anymore, it’s frustrating.”

his heart sinks at your words. you weren’t talking about him.. were you?

maybe he was just feeling guilty for not having enough time for you

but when he heard you say, “yeah maybe i should just drop him. i dunno.” he couldn’t help but to burst the door open

“oh, babe, you’re home!” you’d exclaim and end the call immediately

you’d throw yourself into jiwoong’s arms, excited and pleasantly surprised to see him home so early

but when he wasn’t reciprocating your affection, you got suspicious.

“what’s wrong?”

“were you talking about me?” he’d ask, voice a little shaky because he was so scared :( poor darling

“huh???” you’d be so confused, too, not really sure what jiwoong was talking about

“on the phone. were you talking about me?” he asks

and your heart would literally break in half when you realize. he must’ve thought that you were complaining about him.

“oh god, love no!” you’d try to reassure him. “i was talking about my professor, i swear! he’s been MIA recently because he's been coaching some of the younger students. so my friend and i were talking about dropping his class. i promise it wasn’t about you.”

then, jiwoong would feel sooo embarrassed once your words sinked in

“oh,,,”

the tip of his ears would turn pink and he’d be so bashful

“sorry???” he’d try to apologize

“nono, it’s okay, i’m sorry too~”

the two of you would then spend the rest of the day in bed together, cuddling and making up for what happened

you swear jiwoong was holding you a little tighter than usual though

not that you were complaining

% . . zhang hao

zhanghao’s usually not the one to jump into conclusions

but god the way you were sounding so angry on the phone made him anxious

he could hear you fuming while you were ranting to your friend

“god he’s so stupid!!” he wasn’t sure who you were talking about, so he decided to eavesdrop for a little bit

“i can’t believe that i’ve been pretending that i like him. i mean, he genuinely thinks i do! he’s so dumb.”

you haven’t told him anything recently so his mind immediately went to the worst case scenario

were you talking about him?

“i’ve never liked him, not once! he’s always so—“

you weren’t even finished talking when zhanghao opened the door, alerting you of his presence

“oh, hao.” you mumbled, still a little overwhelmed with emotions so you tried to regulate them for a moment

“sorry, i was on the phone, i didn’t hear you come in.” you’d say, ending the call with your friend

“is everything okay?” he asks, wanting to check on you first

he also didn’t want to assume things, but he couldn’t help but to panic deep inside

“yeah, i was just ranting to my friend, sorry.” you say

“about who?” he’d ask, trying to check if you'd lie or say anything that would give away his suspicions

“huh?” you’d be confused for a second, til’ it sank into your head that he must’ve heard your conversation with your friend.

“oh! did you hear that? i was just ranting about my orgmate. he got promoted to a higher position and it made me upset because i don’t like him.” you explain, calmly

and zhanghao, having a lot of trust in you, believes your words. he also remembers you telling a story related to this orgmate of yours

“ah, is this the freeloader?” he asks

“yes! ugh.” you’d grumble, continuing on another rant

zhanghao’s worries would alleviate once you finished explaining.

thank god he didn’t overreact.

% . . sung hanbin

hanbin felt so giddy making his way up the stairs to surprise you in your room

he had planned to make a big entrance to greet you, too, wanting to burst the door open to alert you of his presence

but he stopped in his tracks just by the entrance of your bedroom, overhearing the conversation you were sharing with your friend on the phone

"hm? yeah he's not here with me." he heard you say. "yeah, yeah i'm alone at home."

he wasn't sure what you were talking about, so he tried to eavesdrop a little to hear what you were saying

"honestly yeah. he's gotten quite annoying." he heard you say

hanbin could feel his heart sink down to his feet. he immediately assumed you were talking about him, because who else would you be talking about?

"i'm so glad he isn't home, too. imagine how much i'd have to put up with if he was."

by this point, hanbin was already fighting tears. he retreated to the living room in order to calm himself down, and to wait for you to finish your call

once you were done, he sent you a text message, letting you know that you were home earlier than expected

you rush out of the room, excited to see your boyfriend

but before you could greet him, you were immediately shocked by hanbin's tear-stricken face

"baby what happened?????" you were completely oblivious to what he just heard

"do you not like me anymore." he'd sob, completely riddled with grief

"what?? of course i do!!!" you tried to comfort him by wrapping your arms around him. "what brought this on?"

"heard you" sob "on the phone." he'd say in between sobs.

it'd take a few moments for you to understood what he meant, until his words finally sink in

"oh my god," you'd exclaim. "baby, i wasn't talking about you!! i was talking about my cat!"

he'd look up at you, confused

"remember my old, grumpy cat that i didn't like?? the one i left at home with mom??? i was talking to my childhood friend about him on the phone!! i wasn't talking about you."

then, after a while, he'd hide his face in his hands, whining in embarrassment

"i'm so dumb-!" he'd exclaim

feeling guilty, you try to console him, "no you're not!"

the two of you spend the rest of the day cuddled on the couch, comforting and reassuring hanbin all the while.

% . . seok matthew

matthew had an entire day's plan in his head for when he got home to you that day

he was very thankful for the early dismissal from practice, and he was not about to waste this day

he wanted to surprise you and take you out for the day, he even got dressed and was ready to pick you up from your apartment

he went in expecting to see you excited, but the only thing he heard was you talking on the phone in your room

not wanting to disrupt your conversation, he waited for you to finish

so he couldn't help but to catch some of the things you were telling your friend

"do i miss him? yeah of course i do." you say "been a while since we spent some time together."

he smiled secretly, assuming you were talking about him. the situation was perfect, he really couldn't wait to surprise you

but his smile would fade once he'd hear the rest of your conversation

"but.. i don't know. i think we're better off apart. he can be a bit much sometimes." you say

his heart would break at what he had heard

he was already feeling insecure with where he stood in your relationship, hearing this didn't help at all

you must've noticed him standing by the door, because you suddenly call out his name

"oh, matthew!" you'd exclaim, surprised to see your boyfriend

seeing his sullen expression, you end the call with your friend and move towards him. "is everything okay?"

"are you gonna break up with me?" his mouth moved faster than he could think, so many things were running in his head, and he was panicking at the thought that the two of you would break up

"what?? no i'm not! are you?" you'd ask

"no." he said. "but you said.. we're better off apart.."

you could see the tears forming in his eyes, and that pushed you to wrap your arms around him

"nonono darling, i wasn't talking about you." you said. "i was talking about my uncle. he's coming to town in a week and my mom wants me to hang out with him. you know i don't like him that much."

"oh." he snapped out of his trance, your words taking their time to sink in his head

"i'm not breaking up with you now, nor am i ever going to, okay?" you reassure him

he'd feel embarrassed, wiping the tears off of his face. "sorry.."

"it's okay, do you wanna come lay down with me?"

whatever he had planned for the day got thrown out of the window

and you spent hours in bed, just talking and cuddling, trying to forget about what just happened

but as long as the two of you were okay, matthew doesn't mind anything

% . . kim taerae

taerae was ready to surprise you that day

when he was allowed to leave early for the day, he immediately rushed to buy food and snacks at a nearby store

he wanted to have a lazy day in with you, just watching movies and hanging out together

although he knows that you prefer going out on dates, taerae was far too tired from practice to do anything else, so he thought that this was a good compromise

he was about to burst through your door, prepared to relax and take a break with his favorite person

when he overheard you on the phone with a friend

"yeah i probably can't go to the party." you'd say "nah, it's just, i don't wanna go on my own."

feeling curious, he decided to keep listening.

"hm? nah, you know he's busy. he'll never come with me."

although taerae didn't want to seem vain, he couldn't help but to assume that you were talking about him

"yeah i know. he's never has time, it's frustrating. i mean, can't he spare a day and hang out with us?"

taerae wanted to be optimistic, but things weren't looking good. he was sure that you were talking about him, and it made him feel guilty.

a few minutes later, you end the call with your friend, and that signaled taerae to let his presence be known

he walked through the door, eliciting a surprised gasp from you

"taetae! you're home early." you say, excited, however, you can't help but to notice how gloomy he looked

"yeah." he said with no ounce of emotion. "i-i wanted to surprise you. do.. do you wanna go out?"

your eyebrows furrowed "aren't you tired from practice?"

"yeah but-" by now, you could definitely tell that something wrong was going on

"taerae, tell me what's wrong."

"i just.. i heard you on the phone.." he said "i feel really guilty and i know you wanna go out so, do you wanna--"

"wait, wait," you cut him off, "you thought i was talking about you?"

"well, yeah." he replied. "weren't you?"

you couldn't help but laugh, your heart swelling a little at taerae being so concerned

"i was talking about my old friend, bub. you know, the one who got a girlfriend and suddenly disappeared from our radar?"

"oh." he stood there awkwardly, suddenly feeling red-faced

"we keep inviting him to parties and get-togethers but he never comes. he's always saying that he's busy with his girlfriend."

he nodded dumbly. you couldn't help but wrap your arms around him, cooing at how adorable he was

"sorry, i just assumed.." he tried to explain

"no need to explain, i get it. but don't ever think you'd have to prioritize me over your health and career, mkay? i can always wait."

you notice the bag of snacks he carried when he came through the door

"oh, let's have a movie night!" you suggest, unaware that that was taerae's plan all along

he smiled, realizing how lucky he was to have such an understanding s/o like you

% . . shen quanrui

to say that ricky was excited to see you after practice was an understatement

you hadn't had the chance to hang out for a few weeks now, and he was getting pretty restless

ricky's not exactly the type that wears his emotions on his sleeves, so he would never admit it out loud, but he missed you so much, it was getting frustrating

he wanted to spend the entire day with you at home, just lounging and catching up on everything that's been going on with the both of you lately

but as he made his way inside your apartment, he could hear you talking and laughing with a friend on your phone

although he didn't want to eavesdrop, he could practically hear your voice reverberating through the entire apartment

"it's so embarrassing!" he heard you laugh.

he didn't want to bother you and your friend either, so he waited for you to finish the call

but when he heard your continuous laughter, he couldn't help but listen in

"i swear, i have no idea who told him he was good." you said. "he can't even dance!"

he wasn't sure who you were talking about, but something in his gut was telling him that you might be talking about him

"someone really needs to tell him that he's not as good as he thinks he is." you laughed. "no i won't, why me?!"

your words, plus the insecurity he’s been feeling with their debut nearing caused ricky’s mind to go up in flames

half of his brain, the ones that trusted you, wanted to believe that you were just talking about someone else

but the other half, the one who controls his insecurities, was jumping into conclusions and assuming the worst

what if you were talking about him?

unable to control his anxiety, he decided to confront you about it

entering your room, he takes you by surprise. “babe!” you call out

quickly saying goodbye to your friend, you run up to ricky, expecting him to embrace you

but when he didn’t move a muscle, you got confuses

“ricky?”

“what were you guys talking about?” he asked, voice shaking

“oh.” you were still oblivious, but continued to explain “my friend and i were talking about this from our dance class..”

although he really wanted to believe you, he was starting to feel unconfident. “are you telling the truth?”

“what? of course i am.” then, you realize at that moment. “did you think we were talking about you?”

ricky didn’t respond, feeling embarrassed and upset

“oh babe, i swear it wasn’t you.” you pouted. “this guy in our class was just bragging about how he should be the center for our performance, when he couldn’t even follow the steps to our choreography.”

you kept explaining, and even gave ricky evidence of you and your friend’s text messages “see?”

he sighed, finally wrapping his arms around you. “sorry.” he said, burying his face in your hair in embarrassment

“it’s okay, i’m sorry too. i didn’t know you were home already.”

after apologies have been in order, ricky decides to invite you for dinner outside, to forget about what just happened

it wasn’t in his plan but what can he say

he definitely deserves a fun night out with you after that fiasco

% . . kim gyuvin

gyuvin couldn't be more excited to come home after an early end from their company that day

he was thinking of all of the things the two of you could do, since he's been incredibly busy with school and practice

although, he was a little worried about you because he's been unintentionally neglecting you recently

not being able to visit you at your apartment, leaving you on read, he even declined an invitation to come with you to your friend's birthday party

so he swears that he'll make up for all of it today

he saved up a lot of his allowance to buy you a huge bouquet of roses

and a pretty necklace he saw you eyeing online a couple weeks ago

he even went out of his way to buy the two of you dinner for later so you wouldn't have to cook or leave the house to buy food

he entered your apartment, preparing to surprise you

but when he heard you talking on the phone, he hesitated

he didn't want to be rude because you might be having an important conversation

"who? oh yeah he's cute!" he heard you explain.

not one to assume, gyuvin didn't think much of what you were talking about

he busied himself with getting his gifts ready, making sure the flowers weren't crooked or that the necklace was still on its box

however, he couldn't help but to overhear your conversation

"i know, i saw him last night." you said, and that raised a few alarms inside gyuvin's head. "i can't see him again tonight, no."

worried about what it was, he decided to keep listening by your door. "you know why! my boyfriend will be furious!"

deciding not to let this carry on further, gyuvin pushed the door open. "[y/n]?"

"oh, gyuvin!" to your surprise, gyuvin stood by the entrance of your room. "you're home early!"

you ended the phone call and tried to give him a hug, but to your shock, gyuvin merely pushed you away

"what were you talking about?" it was the first time you heard gyuvin talk so seriously. it was so unlike him to be so somber

"hm? oh me and my friend were just chatting.." you said, and it was pretty obvious that you were hiding something

"about what?" he pried, feeling incredibly nervous about the situation

"nothing! it was nothing, gyu."

"tell me the truth, [y/n]."

not wanting to push it, you finally tell him the truth

you sigh, "fine. my friend and i were talking about this cute puppy i've been visiting in the shelter near our campus. i've been wanting to adopt him but i didn't wanna say anything because i wanted to surprise you."

preparing for the worst, gyuvin was half-expecting that you were going to admit that you've been seeing someone else

but this was totally out of his expectations

he looked at you, dumbfounded and feeling a little shameful

"gyu?" you, meanwhile, were utterly confused "you good?"

he cleared his throat, "yeah. yeah i'm fine."

deciding not to tell you the truth (half because he was embarrassed, and half because he was scared he'd offend you if he found out that he suspected you of cheating) he leaves the topic alone

"what're you doing home so early?" before he could respond, you were leaving the room, "wait! lemme go get changed first, these clothes are pretty dirty."

without you in the room, gyuvin was left to laugh at himself for what had happened. he truly felt stupid, but he let it go, realizing that he could trust you, and that you were never gonna break his heart like that

"what are--? gyuvin, these are beautiful!" he heard you yell from the living room

oh, shoot! his surprise!

% . . park gunwook

thankful for finishing practice early that day, gunwook was exhausted

he just wanted to come home and rest since he hasn't had a day-off in a while

he was also looking forward to spending some time with you, even if it was only to nap or to chill in bed for the entire evening

entering your apartment, gunwook planned to go straight to your bedroom and nap for a while

but he realized you were in there, and that you were on the phone with someone

judging by your voice, he figured you were having an important discussion with someone, so he decided not to bother you

"no, we haven't talked yet." he heard you say on the phone

he tried his best not to eavesdrop, but with the apartment being small as it is, he was unable to avoid hearing your voice

"yeah, yeah i'll talk to him soon. i'll tell him that it's over."

gunwook couldn't help but to have a bad feeling about what you were saying

his exhaustion was causing him to overthink, add the fact that the two of you haven't talked in a good while

"no, he'll be fine. yeah i don't care."

hearing you say those words hurt him, and he knew he was probably being stupid in assuming things, but he couldn't help it

he was tired and just wanted to spend some time with you

so realizing that you might be breaking up with him was his last straw

"you're breaking up with me?" he burst through the door, entering your bedroom while you were still on the phone

"wha-- gunwook?" you quickly dropped the call. "what are you doing home so early?"

"you're breaking up with me." he repeated, but this time his voice was softer, his hands shaking as his fought his tears

"i'm not, what are you talking ab--" you realize it then

"wook, you weren't, i wasn't talking about you!" you couldn't help but to let out a soft laugh

you tried your best to stay serious, seeing as gunwook was having a conundrum inside his head right now, but you couldn't help but to find the situation a little funny

"i was talking about my dad!" you exclaim

he stood there, staring at you with a confused expression. what were you talking about?

"i found out that i failed one of my classes, so i was talking with my friend about it. she asked me if i told my dad yet, and i said i'll tell him the news."

when your words sunk in, he grimaced in embarrassment. "oh."

you laughed, moving to give him a tight hug. "aw wookie, did you think i was gonna break up with you?"

feeling kinda sheepish, he rubbed his nape. "yeah.."

"i would never!"

it was safe to say that you two ended up cuddled in bed all night, with gunwook refusing to let you leave his arms

you'd rather stay in them, anyway

% . . han yujin

having finished practice early, yujin made a beeline straight to your house right after

the two of you haven't hung out recently, and he made a promise to you a while back that you'll spend a day together once he had free time. perfect timing!

yujin planned to play video games and to just chat with you the entire day, but he couldn't call or message you because his phone battery died that morning

regardless, he made his way to your house, entering on his own since yujin was pretty much a regular at your place now

however, that particular day, you were on a call with another friend

and yujin didn't want to be rude, so he stayed put outside your door, waiting for the right time to enter

his proximity to your room made him susceptible to hearing your phone call

so even though he didn't mean to, he could hear everything you were saying

"yeah, no. he's alright, i guess." it seemed like you were talking about someone "no he's okay! but.. i dunno."

now curious about the conversation, yujin listened in

"he's nice! but i don't like him that much." you said "he's kinda immature, y'know? definitely not a good trait for a guy his age."

now yujin didn't want to assume things, but his hopes were getting pretty low. were you guys talking about him?

unfortunately, before yujin could leave, your eyes meet and he freezes on his spot

"oh, yujin!" you exclaim, surprised to see him after such a long time

bidding goodbye to your friend on your phone, you gesture for yujin to come in

"when did you get here? i thought you were busy!"

"yeah, haha. practice ended early so i came here.." he explained. you could tell that something was wrong, but you didn't wanna pry, so instead you asked him about something else

"how's training by the way? can't believe i'm best friends with a future idol!" you proudly say

hearing this, he can't help but to scoff, thinking that you were being sarcastic

your eyebrows furrow in confusion. "what?"

"nothing." he says

"there's gotta be something if you're acting like that. c'mon, tell me."

he sighs, deciding to be truthful to you. "fine. i heard you on the phone. do you really think i'm that immature?"

you don't respond for a while, trying to put the pieces together. yujin must've took it the wrong way

"y'know what, i'll just go home."

"no, wait!" you grab his wrist, stopping him. finally, you put two and two together. "did you think we were talking about you?"

"who else would you talk about?" he grumbled

you huffed, "we were talking about spiderman! my friend and i were arguing which spiderman we liked best and i said i didn't like tom holland's spiderman because he's kinda immature."

he blinked, stunned for a few seconds. "oh?"

you laughed, playfully hitting him in the arm. "you think i was talking trash about you behind your back?"

he rolled his eyes, but laughed with you anyway. he agreed that it was pretty stupid for him to think that way

but he was glad that you weren't badmouthing him anyway.

"whatever, i'm sorry."

"it's fine." you gave him a small hug

"but how can you not like tom holland's spiderman???? he's like the best one!"

"here we go again."

a/n: this took FOREVER to write. some parts seemed a little repetitive and i apologize for that >< (plus this post was deleted twice and i had to rewrite it halfway through)

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