#mun junghyun x y/n

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Heartfelt choices Munjung arc

Evnne Mun Junghyun x afab! reader

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Warnings: bullying, having trouble making friends, kissing, I think that’s it

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(Y/n) is Ricky’s younger sister (you can imagine them being adoptive siblings if you want), Ricky and Junghyun are best friends but Ricky is a year older than Munjung.

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

Third Person POV

On a typical Saturday afternoon, the rhythmic bounce of a basketball echoed through the quiet streets of Seoul as Junghyun and Ricky engaged in their favorite pastime. The neighborhood court, surrounded by high-rise buildings and adorned with graffiti, was their sacred ground for friendly competition and shared laughter.

Dribbling the ball with finesse, Junghyun glanced at Ricky, who was already in position, ready for the impending showdown. The sun cast a warm glow over their surroundings, creating a vibrant backdrop for the friendly match that was about to unfold.

"Ready to lose, Ricky?" Junghyun teased, a playful smirk playing on his lips.

Ricky chuckled in response, his competitive spirit igniting. "We'll see about that, my friend. Prepare for some dazzling moves you've never seen before."

The game unfolded with a symphony of squeaking sneakers and the occasional thud of the basketball hitting the asphalt. They moved in perfect harmony, a dance of athleticism and camaraderie that defined their friendship. Laughter and friendly banter filled the air as they traded baskets, each point celebrated as a small victory.

After an exhilarating match that left them both breathless, they decided to shift their attention to another shared passion — video games. The duo made their way to Junghyun's house, a cozy refuge nestled in the urban sprawl. Inside, the ambient glow of screens illuminated the room as they settled in for a gaming session.

Junghyun's gaming setup was nothing short of impressive, featuring high-tech consoles, comfortable chairs, and an array of games that promised hours of entertainment. With controllers in hand, they dove into the virtual worlds that awaited them, the digital realm becoming an extension of their shared adventures.

Whether they were exploring fantasy landscapes, engaging in epic battles, or strategizing their way through virtual challenges, Junghyun and Ricky were in their element. The walls of Junghyun's room echoed with their laughter, the bond of their friendship strengthening with each shared victory and defeat.

While Ricky was occupied in the bathroom, Junghyun couldn't help but feel a tinge of curiosity as he noticed Ricky's phone vibrating with an incoming call. Glancing at the screen, he saw the name "(Y/n)" accompanied by a picture of a cheerful and unfamiliar girl. The intrigue got the better of him, and instead of answering the call, Junghyun decided to wait for Ricky's return and satisfy his curiosity.

As the phone continued to ring, Junghyun couldn't help but wonder who the mystery caller was. Was it a new friend from school or someone from Ricky's extended family? The playful banter and laughter that often filled their hangouts suddenly felt replaced by an air of mystery.

When Ricky emerged from the bathroom, Junghyun seized the opportunity to quell his curiosity. With an arched eyebrow and a playful grin, he asked, "Hey, Ricky, who's (Y/n)? Got a secret admirer or something?"

Ricky, who had been unaware of the missed call, looked puzzled for a moment before realizing what Junghyun was referring to. A sheepish smile played on his lips as he scratched the back of his head. "Oh, that's just my little sister, (Y/n). She probably wanted to ask if I could grab something on the way home."

Junghyun's eyes widened in surprise, a mix of shock and amusement coloring his expression. "Wait, you have a sister? And she's the one calling you during our epic gaming sessions? Why didn't you introduce me to her before?"

Ricky chuckled at Junghyun's reaction. "Yeah, she's a year younger. I guess I forgot to mention her. Next time, I'll make sure you meet her. She's pretty cool, you know."

While Junghyun kept the discovery of Ricky's younger sister, (Y/n), to himself during their gaming session, he couldn't shake off the subtle intrigue her name had ignited. The image on Ricky's phone lingered in his mind — a snapshot capturing (Y/n)'s cheerful demeanor and radiant smile.

As they continued to play, Junghyun found himself stealing occasional glances at Ricky's phone, almost as if the image of (Y/n) had imprinted itself in his thoughts. He couldn't deny a sense of curiosity and perhaps a growing admiration for the girl he had never met.

Throughout the gaming session, Junghyun couldn't help but wonder what (Y/n) was like in person. Did her personality match the warmth he saw in the photo? The mystery surrounding Ricky's younger sister became an unspoken curiosity that lingered beneath the surface of their banter and gaming camaraderie.

Ricky entered his home, still buzzing with the excitement of the day's adventures with Junghyun. Little did he know that his earlier missed call from (Y/n) had consequences awaiting him. As he closed the door behind him, he was met with the sight of (Y/n) standing there, arms crossed, and a noticeable pout on her face.

"What took you so long to answer my call, Ricky?" (Y/n) asked, her tone a mix of annoyance and playful reproach.

Ricky, caught off guard by her unexpected presence and the accusation, fumbled for words. "Oh, hey (Y/n). I was probably in the middle of something. What's up?"

(Y/n)'s pout deepened as she explained, "I called because I wanted you to accompany me home from my friend's place. But since you didn't pick up, I had to come back all by myself."

Ricky's expression shifted from confusion to mild guilt as he realized the impact of his missed call. "Oh, I'm sorry about that. I was with Junghyun, and I guess I lost track of time. Didn't mean to leave you hanging."

(Y/n) sighed, her irritation softening into a smile. "It's okay, big brother. Just next time, try not to forget your responsibilities because you're too busy with your friend."

Ricky nodded, understanding the gentle scolding from his younger sister. "Yeah, you're right. I'll make it up to you, promise. How about we grab some snacks and catch up on what happened with you today?"

The mention of snacks immediately brightened (Y/n)'s mood, and she grinned. "Deal! But you owe me, Ricky. Big brothers should always be there for their little sisters, you know."

The playful banter between the siblings filled the air, and as they headed to the kitchen for their impromptu snack session, Ricky couldn't help but think about how the dynamics of his friendships and family were intricately interwoven. Little did he realize that this moment was just the beginning of a series of events that would bring together the worlds of basketball, video games, and sibling bonds in unexpected and delightful ways.

As Ricky and (Y/n) sat in the cozy kitchen, sharing snacks and catching up on the day's events, Ricky's memory was jogged by a promise he had made to Junghyun. With a grin, he turned to his younger sister.

"Hey, (Y/n), remember Junghyun, my friend I've told you about? The one I play basketball and video games with?"

(Y/n) nodded a curious glint in her eyes. "Yeah, I remember. What about him?"

"Well, he's been bugging me to introduce him to my awesome little sister," Ricky said with a teasing smile. "How about coming with me tomorrow to play basketball with us? It'll be fun!"

(Y/n)'s eyes lit up with excitement. The prospect of joining in on the basketball action intrigued her. "Really? That sounds like a blast! I'm in!"

Ricky chuckled at her enthusiasm. "Great! It'll be a chance for Junghyun to see the incredible skills of my little sis in action. Plus, I promised him he'd get to meet you."

The siblings continued to chat and plan for the upcoming basketball session. Ricky couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation, looking forward to the merging of two important aspects of his life – his best friend, Junghyun, and his beloved sister, (Y/n).

Little did they know that the next day would bring a convergence of shared passions, laughter, and the beginning of a new chapter in the trio's friendship. The basketball court, once a haven for just Ricky and Junghyun, was about to witness the inclusion of a new player, and the bonds of friendship would be strengthened even further on that sunny day in Seoul.

Junghyun had arrived early at the familiar basketball court, bouncing the basketball in rhythmic anticipation. The morning sun painted the court with a warm glow as he eagerly awaited Ricky's arrival. To his surprise, he noticed Ricky approaching with someone he hadn't expected, a shorter figure walking beside him.

As Ricky and (Y/n) drew closer, Junghyun's eyes widened in realization. The mystery girl was none other than Ricky's younger sister, (Y/n). A mix of surprise and delight spread across Junghyun's face as he greeted them.

"Hey, Ricky! Good morning," Junghyun called out, his voice laced with genuine excitement. "And who do we have here?"

Ricky grinned, exchanging a knowing glance with (Y/n). "Junghyun, meet my awesome little sister, (Y/n). (Y/n), this is Junghyun, the guy I've been telling you about."

(Y/n) waved with a friendly smile, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "Nice to finally meet you, Junghyun! Ricky talks about you all the time."

Junghyun returned the greeting, still slightly taken aback by the unexpected but delightful surprise. "Likewise, (Y/n)! I didn't expect Ricky to bring anyone today. This is a pleasant surprise."

Ricky chuckled, enjoying Junghyun's reaction. "Surprises make life interesting, my friend. And what better way to spend the morning than with a game of basketball and the company of my two favorite people?"

The trio headed to the court, and as they warmed up, Junghyun couldn't help but appreciate the newfound energy that (Y/n) brought to their dynamic. The court, once a space exclusively shared by Ricky and Junghyun, now resonated with the laughter and banter of the inseparable trio.

The trio took their positions on the basketball court, the vibrant energy of the morning fueling their enthusiasm. Ricky and Junghyun, both tall and seasoned players, exchanged a knowing look, ready for their usual friendly competition. (Y/n), however, stood a bit uncertainly, a basketball in her hands, and a determined yet slightly apprehensive expression on her face.

Ricky, noticing (Y/n)'s hesitation, couldn't resist a teasing grin. "Don't worry, (Y/n), we'll go easy on you. Basketball is in our blood, after all."

Junghyun joined in with a chuckle, trying to ease any nerves. "Yeah, it's all in good fun. You'll get the hang of it!"

(Y/n) took a deep breath, nodding with determination. "Okay, I'll give it a shot. But fair warning, I've never really played basketball before."

The game began, and it didn't take long for (Y/n) to realize the stark difference in height and experience. Ricky and Junghyun effortlessly dribbled, passed, and shot the ball with precision, their movements fluid and practiced. (Y/n), on the other hand, found herself navigating the court with a mix of enthusiasm and a touch of clumsiness, her smaller stature posing a unique challenge.

(Y/n)'s playful pout deepened as her attempt at the basket fell short once again. Frustration and a hint of amusement danced in her eyes, unaware that Junghyun, observing from the sidelines, found her endearing with each missed shot.

Unable to resist the urge to lend a helping hand, Junghyun approached (Y/n) with a friendly smile. "Hey, (Y/n), mind if I give you a few tips? It's all in the wrist."

(Y/n) turned to him, grateful for the assistance. "Sure, Junghyun. I could use all the help I can get."

As Junghyun stood behind her, he gently adjusted her grip on the basketball, guiding her through the proper technique. The warmth of his presence and the shared focus on improving her shot created a moment of connection that wasn't lost on (Y/n). She couldn't help but notice the kindness in Junghyun's eyes and the genuine desire to help her improve.

With Junghyun's guidance, (Y/n) took a deep breath and attempted another shot. This time, the ball sailed through the air with a newfound trajectory, hitting the rim and bouncing off. While it wasn't a perfect shot, it was a marked improvement.

Junghyun grinned, encouraging her. "See, you're getting the hang of it! Just keep practicing, and soon you'll be sinking those shots like a pro."

As they continued their impromptu basketball lesson, (Y/n) couldn't help but steal glances at Junghyun. His genuine smile, the way he patiently helped her, and the subtle scent of his cologne created a combination that left an impression. (Y/n) found herself thinking that perhaps basketball wasn't the only thing she was discovering that day.

Ricky leaned against the basketball pole, a contemplative smile playing on his lips as he observed the interaction between Junghyun and (Y/n). While some brothers might be protective and cautious about their friends getting too close to their sisters, Ricky felt a sense of ease and trust when it came to Junghyun.

He watched as Junghyun patiently guided (Y/n), offering encouragement and friendly tips. Ricky couldn't help but appreciate the genuine connection between them. Junghyun's kindness and (Y/n)'s determination painted a scene that reassured Ricky, affirming the depth of their friendship and the trust he had in both of them.

It wasn't lost on Ricky that Junghyun was not just a friend; he was a trusted companion who shared in the joys and challenges of Ricky's life. Their bond ran deep, and Ricky knew that Junghyun respected the boundaries that mattered. As he witnessed the camaraderie on the basketball court, Ricky couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the harmony that existed between his best friend and his sister.

Later, as the trio continued their game, Ricky joined in on the fun, adding to the playful banter and laughter that echoed across the court. The dynamics of their friendship, now enriched by shared moments on and off the court, promised a future of enduring connections and the kind of bond that went beyond mere friendship.

In the heart of Seoul, amidst the bouncing basketballs and shared laughter, Ricky, Junghyun, and (Y/n) continued to weave the tapestry of their friendship—one shot, one smile, and one shared moment at a time.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm golden glow across the cityscape, the trio decided it was time to call it a day. The basketball court, once filled with the echoes of their laughter and the rhythmic thud of the ball, now settled into a tranquil evening.

With the court now behind them, (Y/n) chatted animatedly with Ricky as they walked home. Her excitement bubbled over as she recounted the day's adventures, the missed shots, the shared laughs, and the unexpected basketball lesson courtesy of Junghyun.

"I can't believe I never played basketball before! It was so much fun," (Y/n) exclaimed, her eyes shining with the residual joy of the day. "And Junghyun was really nice, too! Thanks for bringing me, Ricky."

Ricky smiled, appreciating his sister's enthusiasm. "Anytime, (Y/n). I'm glad you had fun. Junghyun seemed to enjoy it too."

(Y/n) nodded, a playful pout forming on her lips. "I wish he lived in our direction so he could walk us home more often. It's a little sad we have to say goodbye here."

Ricky chuckled at his sister's sentiment. "Well, we'll just have to plan more hangouts in the future. Maybe next time we can include video games at our place."

(Y/n)'s eyes lit up at the idea. "That sounds amazing! I can't wait!"

As they continued their walk, the city lights began to flicker to life, casting a gentle glow on the familiar streets of Seoul. The trio, bound by friendship and shared experiences, strolled home with hearts full of laughter and the promise of many more adventures to come.

The day may have come to an end, but the memories forged on the basketball court and the city streets were etched into the tapestry of their friendship, creating a mosaic of moments that would be cherished for years to come.

As the familiar Wednesday evening routine unfolded, Ricky and Junghyun found themselves immersed in the world of video games at Junghyun's place. The sound of controllers clicking and the glow of the screens provided a backdrop for their laughter and friendly banter.

In between rounds of intense gameplay, Junghyun couldn't help but let his curiosity get the better of him. He hesitated for a moment before finally deciding to ask Ricky about (Y/n), his interest evident in his voice.

"So, Ricky," Junghyun began casually, "how's (Y/n) doing? It seemed like she had a blast playing basketball the other day."

Ricky, engrossed in the game, looked up with a grin. "Yeah, she loved it. I think she's secretly practicing her shots when I'm not looking."

Junghyun chuckled, masking the subtle curiosity that lingered beneath the surface. "She's a quick learner. It was fun having her join us. Do you guys hang out often?"

Ricky shrugged, pausing the game for a moment. "Not as much as we'd like to, with school and everything. But we have our moments. She's pretty cool, isn't she?"

Junghyun nodded, offering a nonchalant response, "Yeah, definitely. I was just curious. You know, siblings can be a handful."

Ricky smirked, catching onto Junghyun's inquisitive tone. "You're curious about my sister, huh? Don't tell me you've got a little crush on her."

Junghyun's cheeks tinted slightly, and he stammered, "N-no, it's not like that. I was just making conversation."

Ricky laughed, playfully nudging his friend. "Relax, man. (Y/n)'s a great sister. Just don't go stealing her away from me, alright?"

Junghyun chuckled nervously, the teasing banter concealing the subtle hints of curiosity and admiration that lingered in the air. As the video game session continued, Junghyun couldn't shake the feeling that his feelings were becoming more than just friendly curiosity. Little did he know, the trio's interactions were gradually evolving, and the threads of their friendship were weaving a story that went beyond the confines of school, basketball courts, and video game sessions.

As the evening unfolded, the seed of curiosity that Junghyun had planted in his own mind continued to grow. The idea of having a crush on (Y/n) lingered in his thoughts, and he found himself reflecting on the implications of such feelings.

The internal debate raged on. On one hand, Junghyun acknowledged the genuine connection he felt with (Y/n) and the undeniable attraction he sensed. She was cute, fun, and had a unique charm that drew him in. On the other hand, the ethical considerations weighed heavily on his mind. Ricky was not just a friend; he was Junghyun's best friend.

The internal struggle led Junghyun to question whether pursuing any romantic interest in (Y/n) would jeopardize his friendship with Ricky. Loyalty to his best friend was a priority, and Junghyun didn't want to compromise their bond over personal feelings.

As the evening of video games continued, Junghyun tried to push these thoughts to the back of his mind. He focused on enjoying the present moment, the camaraderie with Ricky, and the shared laughter that had defined their friendship. Yet, every now and then, a glance or a shared joke with (Y/n) would reignite the internal dilemma.

The realization that he might be developing feelings for Ricky's sister brought a mix of excitement and anxiety. Should he discuss it with Ricky? Would it jeopardize their friendship? These questions lingered, leaving Junghyun in a state of uncertainty.

The complexities of navigating feelings within the confines of friendship and unspoken boundaries added a layer of complexity to the trio's dynamic. Little did Junghyun know that the days ahead would offer opportunities for self-discovery and the exploration of emotions that would shape the course of their evolving friendship.

The mall was bustling with activity as Ricky and Junghyun strolled through the aisles of clothing stores. Ricky, with his keen eye for fashion, couldn't resist the allure of the latest trends, and Junghyun found himself once again swept up in his best friend's enthusiasm for shopping.

"I'm telling you, Junghyun, the right outfit can change your whole vibe," Ricky declared, holding up a stylish jacket. "You should try something new today!"

Junghyun chuckled, glancing at the jacket in Ricky's hand. "You know I'm not as into fashion as you are, Ricky. But hey, if you find something cool, maybe I'll give it a shot."

As they explored the mall, the dynamic duo moved seamlessly between stores, Ricky offering fashion advice and Junghyun occasionally picking out items that caught his eye. The banter and laughter echoed through the mall, creating an atmosphere of camaraderie and shared moments.

As they browsed through racks of clothes, Junghyun couldn't help but notice that Ricky seemed extra energized today. His excitement wasn't just about the clothes; it was the shared experience of shopping, trying on different styles, and enjoying each other's company.

In the midst of their shopping spree, Ricky spotted a display of accessories and dragged Junghyun toward it. "Accessories can make or break an outfit, my friend. Let's find something to spice up your look!"

Amidst the colorful array of hats, scarves, and bracelets, Junghyun found himself getting into the spirit of the shopping adventure. Ricky's infectious enthusiasm had a way of turning even the most mundane tasks into memorable experiences.

As they continued their exploration of the mall, Ricky's phone buzzed with a message. It was (Y/n), expressing her regret that she couldn't join them on this shopping escapade. Ricky chuckled, sharing the message with Junghyun.

"(Y/n) says she's missing out on the fashion show today. We'll have to bring her next time," Ricky said with a grin.

Junghyun agreed, feeling a subtle sense of reassurance. The trio's friendship, whether it was shooting hoops, playing video games, or even shopping for clothes, continued to evolve, weaving a tapestry of shared experiences and unspoken connections.

The ambiance of the cozy café was interrupted by the buzzing of Ricky's phone. Junghyun, left alone at the table as Ricky went to the counter to get their drinks, saw (Y/n)'s name flashing on the screen. Out of habit, he picked up the call, not realizing that (Y/n) hadn't expected anyone else to answer.

"Hello?" Junghyun greeted, expecting a casual conversation.

On the other end of the line, (Y/n)'s voice trembled as she spoke. "Ricky, is that you?"

Junghyun furrowed his brow, sensing the distress in her tone. "Uh, no, it's Junghyun. Ricky's getting our drinks. What's up?"

There was a brief pause, and then (Y/n) sniffled before speaking. "Oh, I didn't realize. Um, can you tell Ricky to come pick me up? I'm at the park, and I don't feel very well."

Concern crept into Junghyun's expression as he processed (Y/n)'s words. "Of course, (Y/n). Are you okay? What happened?"

(Y/n) hesitated, her voice wavering. "I think I ate something that didn't agree with me. I'm feeling nauseous, and I really don't want to walk home alone."

Junghyun's protective instincts kicked in, and he reassured her, "Don't worry. I'll let Ricky know, and he'll come get you. Just hang in there, okay?"

(Y/n) expressed her gratitude before hanging up, leaving Junghyun with a mix of concern and the responsibility to convey the message to Ricky. As Ricky returned with the drinks, Junghyun couldn't hide the urgency in his expression.

"Hey, Ricky, (Y/n) called. She's not feeling well and asked if you could come pick her up at the park. Something about not feeling great after eating," Junghyun explained quickly.

Ricky's eyes widened, and he grabbed his phone. "Oh no, I'll head over right away." “I’ll come with you,” Junghyun said. 

Upon reaching the park, Ricky and Junghyun spotted (Y/n) sitting alone under a tree, tears streaming down her face. The sight of her torn shirt and the sticky drink covering her sparked a mix of anger and concern in Ricky's eyes. Without needing an explanation, he understood that (Y/n) had been subjected to bullying by the girls she had hung out with.

Ricky rushed to her side, his protective instincts taking over. "Hey, (Y/n), what happened? Are you okay?"

(Y/n) looked up, her tear-stained face revealing the distress she was in. She tried to compose herself as Ricky and Junghyun approached, but the pain in her eyes was undeniable.

"They... they were mean," (Y/n) stammered, her voice quivering. "They ripped my shirt, poured this drink on me, and laughed. I thought things would be different here."

Ricky's expression darkened with a mix of anger and empathy. He gently placed a hand on (Y/n)'s shoulder, offering comfort. "I'm so sorry, (Y/n). No one should treat you like that. We're here for you."

Junghyun, witnessing the heartbreaking scene, clenched his fists, a silent fury burning in his eyes. The trio, usually bound by laughter and shared adventures, now faced a harsh reality – the cruelty of bullying and the pain it inflicted on someone they cared about.

Ricky helped (Y/n) stand, his protective stance clear to anyone who dared to harm his sister. "Let's get you home, okay? We've got your back."

As they walked away from the park, Ricky casting a stern glance at anyone who dared to stare, Junghyun silently vowed to support (Y/n) in any way he could. The incident cast a shadow over their evening, but it also illuminated the strength of their friendship and the unwavering support they offered each other in times of adversity.

In the quiet of the living room, Ricky and Junghyun sat side by side, their expressions reflecting the shared concern for (Y/n). Ricky's gaze was heavy with worry, and Junghyun's face bore the weight of understanding the gravity of the situation.

Ricky took a deep breath before speaking, the weight of his words hanging in the air. "This isn't the first time (Y/n) has dealt with bullying. It's one of the reasons we moved here in the first place – to give her a fresh start, away from all that negativity."

Junghyun nodded, absorbing the information. The revelation deepened his understanding of (Y/n)'s experiences and the challenges she faced. "I had no idea. She seemed so cheerful and lively."

Ricky sighed, his concern evident. "Yeah, she tries to keep a positive front, but she's been through a lot. It's been tough for her to trust people and make friends. Today was a setback, and I hate seeing her go through it again."

The weight of (Y/n)'s past experiences and the recent incident hung in the air, creating a somber atmosphere in the room. Junghyun felt a surge of determination, a commitment to be there for (Y/n) and support her in overcoming the challenges she faced.

"We'll be here for her," Junghyun asserted, his tone resolute. "She doesn't have to go through this alone. We'll make sure she feels safe and supported."

Ricky looked at Junghyun with gratitude, appreciating the solidarity his best friend offered. "Thanks, man. I knew I could count on you. She needs all the friends she can get."

As (Y/n) emerged from the shower, her demeanor subdued but determined, Ricky and Junghyun greeted her with reassuring smiles. 

As the trio gathered in the living room, the subdued atmosphere slowly gave way to a more comfortable silence. Junghyun, sensing the need to shift the mood, decided to engage in conversation.

"Hey, (Y/n), which school do you go to?" Junghyun asked, realizing that he hadn't seen her at the school he attended.

(Y/n) looked up, offering a small smile. "I go to a different school, not the one Ricky and you go to. It's closer to home."

Junghyun nodded in understanding. "Ah, that makes sense. No wonder I haven't run into you at our school. How do you like it there?"

(Y/n) shrugged, her expression thoughtful. "It's okay. I've been trying to make friends, but it's not as easy as I thought."

Junghyun empathized with her struggle, recalling the earlier conversation about (Y/n)'s past experiences with bullying. "Yeah, making friends can be tough, but I'm sure you'll find your people. And hey, you've got us now, right?"

Ricky chimed in, reinforcing Junghyun's words. "Absolutely. We've got your back, (Y/n). You don't have to go through this alone."

(Y/n) smiled appreciatively at both of them. "Thanks, guys. It means a lot. I'm lucky to have you as friends."

The trio, strengthened by their shared understanding and the bonds of friendship that continued to deepen, settled into a more relaxed atmosphere. The conversation shifted to lighter topics, and the living room echoed with laughter once again.

The atmosphere at home shifted after Junghyun had left. The weight of the recent events lingered in the air, and (Y/n)'s mother, sensing the change, observed her children closely. As the evening settled in, (Y/n) hesitated for a moment before broaching a significant request.

"Mom, do you think I could transfer to Ricky's school?" (Y/n) asked, her eyes earnest.

Their mother looked at Ricky, her expression thoughtful. The unspoken understanding passed between mother and son, a silent acknowledgment of the struggles (Y/n) had faced once again. Ricky's gaze, filled with concern, met his mother's.

(Y/n)'s mother sighed softly before responding, "Sweetheart, is everything okay at your current school?"

(Y/n) hesitated before nodding. "Yeah, it's just... I thought it would be different, but I've been having a hard time making friends, and today, well..."

Ricky interjected, not wanting (Y/n) to bear the burden alone. "She was bullied, Mom. Again."

Their mother's eyes softened with empathy. "Oh, (Y/n), I'm so sorry. We'll figure this out. And if transferring to Ricky's school is what you want, we'll make it happen."

(Y/n) sighed with relief, grateful for the support. "Thanks, Mom. I just want to be closer to you and Ricky, and Junghyun too. They're my real friends."

Ricky nodded in agreement, the protective older brother in him surfacing. "We'll make sure you're safe, (Y/n). No one messes with my sister."

As the evening unfolded, plans were set into motion for (Y/n)'s transfer to Ricky's school. Their mother, determined to create an environment where her children felt safe and supported, made the necessary arrangements. The trio, now facing the challenges of school and friendship with renewed determination, found solace in the knowledge that they had each other's backs.

As (Y/n) walked alongside Ricky on that Monday morning to her new school, a mix of nervousness and anticipation gripped her. The recent events had left a mark, and the fear of facing potential bullying once again lingered in her thoughts. However, the comforting presence of Ricky beside her reassured her to some extent.

Ricky, sensing his sister's apprehension, offered a reassuring smile. "You'll do great, (Y/n). Just be yourself, and don't worry too much. Junghyun and I are here for you."

(Y/n) nodded, appreciating Ricky's support. "I know, but what if people here are just like the ones at my old school?"

Ricky gently squeezed her shoulder. "We'll face that together, (Y/n). But remember, not everyone is the same. You might find some amazing friends here too."

As they entered the school premises, (Y/n) couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and anxiety. The bustling hallways, unfamiliar faces, and the chatter of students created a whirlwind of emotions. Ricky walked her to her first class, offering a reassuring smile before heading to his own.

As (Y/n) stepped into her first class, a wave of relief washed over her when she spotted Junghyun sitting among the other students. The joy of having a familiar face in the classroom lifted her spirits, dispelling some of the nervous energy that had accompanied her.

A mix of happiness and apprehension filled her as she noticed Junghyun sitting with a group of boys. Not wanting to interrupt their conversation, she hesitated, deciding to find an empty seat nearby.

However, Junghyun, ever perceptive, immediately noticed (Y/n) entering the classroom. Without missing a beat, he exclaimed her name with genuine excitement, his voice echoing through the room. "Hey, (Y/n)! Over here!"

The attention turned toward her, and a warm smile spread across Junghyun's face as he gestured for her to join their group. The other boys welcomed her with friendly nods and smiles, making (Y/n) feel instantly at ease.

Relieved and overjoyed, (Y/n) quickly moved to the desk beside Junghyun, gratitude shining in her eyes. "Hey, Junghyun! I'm so glad you're in my class. I didn't expect it."

Junghyun chuckled, his warmth evident. "I was hoping we'd end up in the same class too. Now, you won't be alone. We've got this!"

As the teacher started the class, (Y/n) felt a newfound sense of belonging. The worries about being alone dissipated, replaced by the comfort of having Junghyun by her side. The group of friends around her welcomed her into their circle, and the classroom became a space where shared laughter and camaraderie thrived.

In that moment, (Y/n) realized that even in a new school, surrounded by unfamiliar faces, the presence of true friends like Junghyun made all the difference. The journey through the halls of their shared school had just become a bit brighter, and the trio's bond continued to flourish in the heart of Seoul.

As the weeks unfolded, the trio's bond deepened, and (Y/n) and Junghyun found themselves growing closer in a way that went beyond friendship. The shared moments of laughter, the camaraderie on the basketball court, and the genuine connection they shared fostered a special connection between them. However, unspoken feelings lingered beneath the surface, creating a delicate dance of emotions.

Both (Y/n) and Junghyun harbored feelings for each other, but a shared understanding prevailed – they didn't want to complicate their friendship with Ricky. The unspoken agreement hung in the air, a mutual decision to prioritize the harmony of the trio over individual romantic pursuits.

The basketball court became a haven for the three friends, a place where the rhythm of the game echoed the unspoken emotions between (Y/n) and Junghyun. With each dribble, pass, and shared victory, the unspoken connection between them continued to grow. (Y/n) improved her skills with every game, encouraged by the supportive atmosphere that surrounded her.

The trio's shared experiences created a tapestry of memories that bound them together. Whether it was the thrill of a close game, the excitement of a well-executed play, or the shared joy of a victory, the basketball court became a sanctuary where their friendship thrived.

Yet, beneath the surface, the complexity of unspoken feelings added a layer of tension to their interactions. (Y/n) and Junghyun navigated the delicate balance of growing closer while respecting the unspoken boundaries that protected their friendship with Ricky.

Ricky, keenly observant of the dynamics between his sister and his best friend, couldn't help but find amusement in the unspoken tension that hung in the air. The stolen glances, the shared smiles, and the subtle gestures didn't escape his notice. It was clear to him that (Y/n) and Junghyun were harboring feelings for each other, a truth that seemed almost comically obvious.

In private moments, when the trio gathered to play basketball or share laughs, Ricky couldn't help but notice the lingering looks exchanged between (Y/n) and Junghyun. The unspoken connection was palpable, creating a dynamic that added a layer of complexity to their friendship.

While Ricky found their reluctance to address their feelings endearing, he also sensed the unspoken reason behind their hesitance – the fear of putting him in an awkward position. Their consideration for his feelings touched him, and he appreciated the unspoken pact they seemed to have formed to maintain the harmony of their friendship.

With a mischievous glint in his eye, Ricky decided to playfully address the elephant in the room during one of their basketball sessions.

"Hey, you two lovebirds, is there something you're not telling me?" Ricky teased, a playful smirk on his face.

(Y/n) and Junghyun exchanged glances, their cheeks tinted with a subtle blush. Ricky's comment had hit the mark, unraveling the unspoken tension in the air.

(Y/n) chuckled nervously, "What are you talking about, Ricky? We're just friends."

Junghyun nodded in agreement, though his eyes betrayed a hint of something more. "Yeah, just friends. Nothing to worry about, Ricky."

Ricky couldn't contain his laughter at (Y/n) and Junghyun's somewhat awkward attempts to brush off his playful inquiry. Their blushes and stammered responses only fueled his amusement.

"Come on, guys, you're terrible at hiding it. I thought you had a crush on each other or something," Ricky teased, his grin widening.

(Y/n) nervously laughed, attempting to deflect the conversation. "Crush? Pfft, no way. Junghyun and I are just really good friends, right, Junghyun?"

Junghyun, still sporting a faint blush, nodded in agreement. "Exactly, just friends. No crushes here."

Ricky continued to chuckle, enjoying the banter. "Alright, if you say so. But if I catch you two writing each other love letters or something, I won't be surprised."

As the trio took a break from their intense basketball game, (Y/n) found herself drawn to a quiet moment of reflection. Seated on the sidelines, her gaze inadvertently drifted towards Junghyun. Lost in thought, she couldn't help but admire his athleticism, the way he effortlessly soared across the basketball court, the genuine kindness that emanated from him, and the handsome features that seemed to light up the space around him.

Unbeknownst to her, Junghyun noticed the subtle admiration in (Y/n)'s eyes. His playful nature took over, and he decided to approach her with a teasing grin.

"Admiring my basketball skills, (Y/n)?" Junghyun quipped, a twinkle in his eye as he joined her on the sidelines.

Caught off guard, (Y/n) blushed, realizing she had been caught in a moment of silent admiration. "Oh, um, I was just... you know, thinking about how you look like a pro out there."

Junghyun chuckled, appreciating the compliment. "Well, you're not too shabby yourself, especially considering you've improved so much. Maybe I should take some notes from you."

(Y/n) smiled at the banter, feeling a playful energy in the air. "Oh, please. You're the real basketball star here. I'm just trying to keep up."

Ricky, ever the mischievous older brother, couldn't resist the opportunity to play matchmaker. Observing (Y/n) and Junghyun standing close together during the break, he hatched a plan to nudge them even closer. As he casually strolled over to grab a water bottle, he decided to add a playful twist to the situation.

With a sly grin, Ricky pretended to trip just a little, using the moment to give Junghyun a gentle push forward. The unsuspecting Junghyun stumbled forward, and (Y/n), quick on her feet, instinctively reached out to help stabilize the tall boy.

"Oops, my bad!" Ricky exclaimed, feigning innocence as he grinned mischievously.

Junghyun, catching his balance, shot Ricky a knowing look, realizing he had just been subtly pushed toward (Y/n). Meanwhile, (Y/n) blushed at the unexpected closeness but continued to play along with a sheepish smile.

Ricky, seizing the opportunity, teased, "Careful there, Junghyun! Looks like you're getting a bit wobbly on your feet. Luckily, (Y/n) was here to save the day."

Caught in the orchestrated closeness by Ricky's playful intervention, Junghyun found himself looking down into (Y/n)'s eyes, the proximity between them more palpable than ever. The realization of just how close they were sent a subtle thrill through both of their hearts.

In that shared moment, the unspoken connection between Junghyun and (Y/n) seemed to intensify. His gaze lingered on her, and he couldn't help but notice the delicate proximity between their faces. The realization that if he leaned in just a little, their noses would touch created a fluttering sensation in his chest.

(Y/n), equally aware of the closeness, felt her heart skip a beat. The air around them seemed to crackle with an unspoken energy, and the shared laughter from Ricky's playful intervention faded into the background.

Ricky's playful teasing hung in the air as he asked if another push was necessary or if they would take matters into their own hands. With a lighthearted chuckle, he excused himself, heading off to buy snacks and leaving Junghyun and (Y/n) alone on the basketball court.

As the sounds of the bustling city surrounded them, Junghyun, emboldened by Ricky's jest and a sudden surge of confidence, found himself captivated by the proximity between him and (Y/n). His gaze flickered between her eyes and her lips, a silent invitation lingering in the air.

(Y/n), her heart racing with a mixture of anticipation and uncertainty, met Junghyun's eyes. The unspoken tension between them seemed to amplify, creating a charged atmosphere.

Seizing the moment, Junghyun leaned down, closing the distance between them. His lips hovered just above (Y/n)'s, the unspoken question echoing in the air.

In that suspended moment, time seemed to slow, the vibrant city sounds fading into the background. The basketball court, once a playground for shared laughter and playful banter, became the canvas for an unspoken chapter in the evolving story of (Y/n), Junghyun, and the delicate dance of their emotions.

As Junghyun's lips finally met (Y/n)'s in a gentle kiss, the echoes of friendship transformed into the beginning of something more profound. The unspoken connection that had been weaving its threads through the trio's journey finally found expression in the shared sweetness of that unexpected kiss, setting the stage for a new chapter in the heart of Seoul.

In the aftermath of the unexpected kiss, Junghyun and (Y/n) took a step back from each other, their eyes reflecting a mix of emotions. The basketball court, once a witness to their playful camaraderie, now became the backdrop for a more profound conversation about their feelings.

(Y/n) broke the momentary silence, her voice gentle but filled with curiosity, "Junghyun, I... I didn't expect that. What does this mean for us?"

Junghyun, still caught in the warmth of the shared moment, met (Y/n)'s gaze. A soft smile played on his lips as he spoke, "I've liked you for a while now, (Y/n). I was just afraid of making things complicated with Ricky. But after that kiss, I think it's time we talk about what this means for us."

(Y/n) nodded, her heart echoing the sentiment. "I like you too, Junghyun, but I don't want to jeopardize our friendship with Ricky. We need to be careful about this."

Junghyun agreed, a seriousness settling in. "I understand, (Y/n). Our friendship with Ricky is important, and I don't want to hurt him. We'll navigate this together, taking it slow and being mindful of everyone's feelings."

Ricky returned from his snack run, a mischievous grin on his face as he took in the scene before him. The shared laughter and the atmosphere of the basketball court seemed to have a new energy, and he couldn't help but tease the two.

"Did I miss something important here?" Ricky chuckled, his eyebrows raised suggestively. "You guys seem to be in deep conversation. Anything you'd like to share?"

Junghyun and (Y/n) exchanged a knowing glance, their smiles giving away the newfound understanding between them. (Y/n) playfully nudged Ricky, a hint of a blush coloring her cheeks. "Maybe you should have stayed a bit longer. You might have witnessed something interesting."

Ricky laughed, catching on to the playful vibe. "Oh, did you guys finally kiss or something?"

The lovebirds shared a glance before nodding, unable to suppress their smiles. Ricky's eyes widened in mock surprise. "Well, well, well! Took you guys long enough! How was it? Did sparks fly? Or was it more like fireworks?"

With the playful banter lingering in the air, Junghyun took a moment to address the more serious side of their evolving dynamics. Looking at Ricky, he asked, "Hey, Ricky, would you be okay with (Y/n) and me dating?"

Ricky, still in good spirits, nodded with a smile. "Of course! I mean, it was bound to happen sooner or later. You guys make a cute couple."

However, he couldn't resist adding a touch of humor to his response. "But just so we're clear, if you hurt my sister, I reserve the right to hurt you back. Got it?"

The trio burst into laughter, the playful threat spoken with a camaraderie that underscored their close bond. Junghyun, though teased by Ricky's words, appreciated the underlying protective nature of his friend.

Junghyun raised his hands in a mock surrender, "Deal. I promise to treat (Y/n) with the utmost care. No hurting involved."

(Y/n), enjoying the lighthearted exchange, joined in, "I appreciate the brotherly concern, Ricky. But I think we'll be just fine."

With the understanding clear and the joking threats subsided, the trio continued to enjoy their snacks, basking in the warmth of their friendship. The basketball court, now a place of shared laughter, love, and understanding, marked the beginning of a new chapter for (Y/n), Junghyun, and Ricky in the bustling city of Seoul.

(Y/n)'s transfer to Ricky's school marked a turning point in her life. With Ricky and Junghyun by her side, the bullying that had plagued her in the past became a distant memory. The duo made it a point to protect her, creating a tight-knit circle of friends that expanded to include (Y/n) in their vibrant dynamic.

Ricky and Junghyun opened up their friend group, introducing (Y/n) to their circle, and she quickly became a beloved member. Their friends took an instant liking to her, drawn to the warmth and positivity that she brought to the group.

Walking through the halls hand in hand with Junghyun, (Y/n) felt a newfound happiness. The support of her friends, the protective nature of her brother, and the deepening connection with Junghyun created a sense of security and belonging that she had longed for.

As they navigated the corridors together, (Y/n) and Junghyun became a familiar sight, their intertwined fingers symbolizing not just a romantic connection but a bond that had overcome challenges and flourished in the face of adversity.

The vibrant energy of the city outside mirrored the newfound joy in (Y/n)'s life. The trio, once defined by unspoken glances and secret feelings, had transformed into a resilient friendship and a blossoming romance, creating a shared journey through the bustling streets of Seoul that was filled with laughter, love, and a sense of belonging.

Junghyun's devotion to (Y/n)'s happiness became a central theme in their evolving relationship. He took on the role of not just a boyfriend but a constant source of joy and support for her. Teaching her to play basketball became a shared passion, turning the court into a canvas where they painted memories together.

Beyond basketball, Junghyun embraced various ways to make (Y/n) happy. He danced around with her, creating moments filled with laughter and shared joy. His musical talents came to the forefront as he sang and rapped for her, each performance a personalized expression of his affection.

Their time together was a symphony of shared interests, laughter, and the unspoken understanding that they were building something beautiful. Junghyun cherished every moment, and (Y/n) found solace and happiness in the genuine connection they shared.

The gratitude towards Ricky lingered in their hearts, acknowledging his role as the playful matchmaker who gave them that final push into a relationship that blossomed into something truly special.

As they continued to navigate the bustling streets of Seoul hand in hand, (Y/n) and Junghyun's love story unfolded with each passing day, a melody of shared moments and unspoken affection that echoed through the vibrant cityscape.

[leejeongz]

something fluffy and winter themed for jungwon or mun junghyun please 🩶

🫧 our first snow 🫧

pairing: bf!jungwon x gn!reader

genre: fluff !

warnings: none i don’t think (?). 900 words

summary: the first snow of the year and you get to experience it with your boyfriend (and a few others…)

“are you tired?”

“no!”

“y/n…”

“shush i can’t see the road,” you bolted upright in your seat, empashing your willingness to stay awake the whole journey home.

“because you’re looking at your eyelids,” he giggled quietly, “you’re not even driving, why would you need to?”

“you’ll see…”

“can you guys stop flirting back there?” a voice from the front of the car spoke up, “you’re making me feel nauseous.”

“jay, i am begging you, mind your own business,” jungwon snapped back in a joking manner to the driver of the car, earning a laugh from sunoo, the other passenger at the front.

an hour had passed, your head leaned on the headrest of the seat before it fell onto the shoulder of the boy next to you. thank you to the broken seat belt of the seat beside your boyfriend, rendering the seat useless, you thought, as jungwon’s head fell on top of yours. his hand had found your own, holding onto it loosely. you squeezed it gently with each almost silent snore that escaped your lips.

one particularly loud snore shook jungwon from his relaxed state, only then realising you had fallen asleep. he sat upright, careful not to wake up. he grabbed his phone and put it close to your face, taking a picture of you before admiring it up close.

you stirred and let go of the boy’s hand, lifting your head from his shoulder too. he watched as you shuffled about in your seat.

“are we home?” you asked, sleepily, in a volume that only jungwon could hear.

“not yet,” he whispered back sweetly, unable to take his eyes from your lips, plump and full of colour.

you look out of the window, checking for any signs of changing weather, even though the sky is getting darker as 5pm nears. your heart races as jungwon laces his hand through yours once again. might today finally be the day?

“y/n,” you turn to the boy who just whisper-called your name, a small yet inquisitive smile on your lips, “i really want to kiss you right now,” jungwon busts in a hush, as though he’s been holding it in for a while but still can’t really say it because there are others around.

your eyes averted to the roof of the car, your smile and blushed cheeks both giving away your shyness after hearing what your boyfriend had to say.

turning away to the left, hoping to hide your smile, you spot something through the window. a single flake of snow. a few more follow. you shake your boyfriend’s hand from your own and point out of the window, finally drawing your eyes from the view to make sure that jungwon was looking too. he leaned over your figure, his hand finding your thigh to balance himself. you kept your eyes trained on his expression, getting a fuzzy feeling inside when you notice his face light up.

“our first snow!” he beams, only just taking his eyes from the window to look at you with a smile.

another hour had passed. the snow had gotten heavier and jay was panicking about getting everyone home safely. your road was never gritted, it was narrow and unused, and so you told jay to drop you off wherever, and you would walk the rest.

“i’ll send you the gas money, thanks for the ride!” you say, unclicking the seatbelt and opening the car door.

jungwon rushes to follow, “i’ll walk you home.” there’s that warm feeling again.

you both stood on the sidewalk, watching your friends drive slowly towards their home. out of his pocket, jungwon pulled out his gloves, bundled together. he handed them to you nonchalantly, interlocking your fingers once you put them on and stuffing your hands into his pocket.

“you didn’t have to walk me home,” you said, gingerly putting one foot in front of the other.

“i didn’t, but i wanted to,” he chuckled sweetly, walking in a similarly cautious manner.

you unclasped your hands, instead tucking your arm through his. he looked at you, a little saddened by your actions.

“i don’t want us to slip over,” you explained with a giggle, imagining the pair of you falling over on the ice.

“it’s better for just you to fall over on your own, yep,” he gripped your arm tighter as his foot almost gave way from under him. he stopped in his tracks, causing you to stop too, “and also, you still owe me a kiss.” he looked at you, his nose getting redder by the second, you couldn’t resist getting onto your tiptoes and giving it a little peck. he unlooped your arms and his hand found your lower back as you drew your lips away from the coldness of his nose, “a proper one, y/n,” his smile was almost cunning. your arms draped over his shoulders, you edged closer to his face and planted your lips onto his in a hurry, the bitter cold air only encouraging the kiss. he nestled his head into yours, kissing your back gently.

you pulled away and looked at your surroundings, “these people are gonna be wondering why we’re kissing outside their houses,” you laughed, “are you ready to start walking again?” you pointed towards your house.

“they’re only jealous,” he laughed with you, patting the snowflakes into your hair, “let’s go, i’ll try not to almost fall this time.”

[zerobaseonefics]

winning is not always coming first ㅡ mun junghyun

mun junghyun x reader

requested : comforting mun junghyun after the elimination.

genre : fluff, just a little bit of angst.

words : 1,016.

warning : mention of food!!

it was midnight when mun junghyun was walking through the alley of the convenient store near where you lived. he looked at the products they bought, picking some of them to satisfy his hunger.

even on the outside, anyone could have felt the weight of his own thoughts on his shoulders. the elimination was yesterday, and the episode wasn't aired yet, so he had to make sure no one recognized him. the hood of his sweat shirt was on, a black cap hiding his face a bit more. his mother insisted on him wearing a mask too, but he just shrugged. wasn't it too much? people wouldn't recognize him, he wasn't popular enough, he thought.

junghyun decided he choose enough things to buy, making his way to the checkout to pay. there was no one in the shop, except for him and the cashier. at least, that's what he thought, because when he put his purchase on the table for the cashier to check them, some more products were added by hands well known to him.

he turned his face to find you on his side, taking out your credit card to pay your food and his. while the cashier was putting all of those in a bag, you turned to junghyun and smiled to him without a word. you crossed your right arm with junghyun's left arm, your other arm taking the bag full of your purchase. he sighed. right, if someone could recognize if from afar, it's surely his best friend. you.

"i didn't except you to come here that fast", he said while you gently dragged him to the corner of the store where you could eat.

"of course i'd come fast! it's been a while since i saw you."

"you didn't have to pay, you know."

"shh."

you made him sit on one of the chairs. he watch you as you took the food out of the bag. he admired that smile still on your face, while you were opening the bag of his favorite chips, before giving it to him.

"are you not gonna talk about it ?" he asked.

"about what ? oh, that's true! you're blonde now! to be honest when i saw that on tv i kinda laughed because you really looked like an idol and-"

"i'm talking about the fact i'm eliminated."

"oh, that."

you were still standing next to him while he was sat, not looking at you anymore.

"i thought you wouldn't want to talk about it. you know, i always have to shake you for you to talk about your feelings. but i figured it'd be better if i wait for you to be ready."

"i don't know. i also felt like i wanted to keep it to myself this time. but, i kinda want to talk about it."

he was facing the table, so he didn't see you sneakily going behind him. your arms made their way around his torso as you hugged him from behind, resting your chin on his shoulder.

"well, now that i'm here i can listen to whatever you want to tell me about."

he was glad you couldn't see his face in this position, otherwise, you would have see is red cheeks and discover the feelings he had for you.

"are you... disappointed in me?" he asked.

"why would i be?"

"you were so happy when i told you i was going to that show, and you were sure i was going to win. when they said i was eliminated, i was afraid you won't see my skills in a great light."

"winning is not always coming first, you know? i don't think you exactly lost."

"coming first is the literal definition of winning, y/n..."

"no, it's not. winning is gaining something, progressing, relating to any kind of victory. you were able to perform in front of your first fans twice, you made friends, you met people you admired, you've gotten better... you won, in a way."

"so you're not disappointed in me?"

"are you disappointed in yourself?"

junghyun didn't reply. you held him thigher as he felt his heart skipping a bit. yes, he surely missed his "best friend". still holding him with one arm, your free hand went to grab his.

"i'm not disappointed in you, okay? i'll never be. i'm proud of you, you did so well. i hope you'll grow into realizing you did very good and you gained the heart of many people. plus, it's probably not going to stop, right?" you're not giving up on your dreams?"

he shook his head to tell you he won't give up.

"right! you better not, okay? you have to debut and make me meet lee seunghwan" you said jokingly. suddenly, he turned to face you, making you let go of him.

"lee seunghwan??"

"lee seunghwan!" you replied cheerfully.

"you... like him? i mean, was he your first pick?"

"isn't he hot?"

junghyun opened a box of biscuits, throwing one in your mouth to make you shut up.

"i'll never let you talk to seunghwan. dumbass."

you ate the biscuit, before sitting next to him.

"why?"

"i'm supposed to be your favorite!"

"i never said he was."

"well, i'm surely more good loking than him."

"hm, not sure about that. let me take a look at your face, it's been a while."

you took out his hood, then his cap, putting it on the table. gently, your hand went to his chin, examining his face. a smirk slowly crept to your face as you saw the embarassement on his. he was silent.

"hm. it's true you're good looking."

your hand went to ruffle his hair, making him complain.

"and the blonde is making you even more handsome."

he scoffed, putting his cap and his hood back on his head.

"are you flirting with me, y/n?"

"i don't know if we can be just friends now that you're blonde..." you said half joking. he laughed, making you feel relieved that he finally felt better.

"then i'll work hard to debut so you won't look at seunghwan anymore."

[mirisss]

Heartfelt Choices

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

Wordcount ≈ 6.2k (hehe whoops)

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

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

All of them are the same age in this.

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

Please reblog! Requests are open!

Third Person POV

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[mirisss]

Bloodbound

Vampire! Mun Junghyun x afab! human! reader

Wordcount ≈ 4.8k

Warnings: Blood, fighting, death, but still very fluffy

Genre: Vampire au, fantasy au, supernatural au, 

Summary: Mun Junghyun has never truly been in love, even if has been alive for 300 years. No one has ever felt special to him. That was until he met, (Y/n). The human girl who made him feel alive. The girl who awoke a side of himself that he barely knew existed. 

A Halloween special fic! Please reblog! 

Bolded sentences at the start of a paragraph indicate a new chapter/a jump in time. 

Third person POV

Mun Junghyun has been alive for 300 years. Or alive might be the wrong word to use. Junghyun’s a vampire. Has been for 282 years. He was bitten and turned when he was 18 years old. When he was first turned, he had to hide in the shadows, doing everything he could to not be found out. In today’s day and age, though, humans are a rarity while mystical supernatural creatures are the common norm. Through the years the supernatural creatures took over the world, with them becoming more and more common soon humans and supernaturals began falling in love and as the supernatural creatures' DNAs were stronger most children were born as supernatural creatures. Because of this, Junghyun didn’t have to worry about moving around or hiding anymore whenever it would become suspicious as to why he wasn’t aging. 

Throughout his 300 years of being alive, Junghyun has never once been in love. Not even when he was still a human. All around him, he saw people falling in love left and right. He yearned to find someone who would make him feel as happy as the fairies who danced in the sky or the wolves who roamed the forest at night. He hoped and wished that he would soon stumble upon the person who would let him know how it felt to be in love and to be loved. 

In the heart of Crestwood High, a place where the bustling halls echoed with teenage chatter and the scent of youth hung in the air, Junghyun found his immortal existence forever changed. His eyes met the shy gaze of an unassuming girl named (Y/n). In the midst of the bustling student body, her quiet presence was a beacon of calm amidst the storm. Her timid smile held a depth of kindness that intrigued him, and her eyes, though often cast downward, shone with an inner light that pulled at something deep within him. As he observed her from afar, he felt an inexplicable pull, an unseen force that drew him closer with each passing day. 

Every stolen glance, every accidental meeting in the school library, fueled the burgeoning emotions in his undead heart. Junghyun, the three centuries-old vampire, was falling helplessly and irrevocably in love with the quiet girl who, unbeknownst to her, had rekindled the long-lost warmth in his frozen veins. 

Junghyun walked into the library searching for the girl he longed to hold, though he had never truly spoken to her, he always had a deep desire to be close to her. He easily found her as his heightened senses allowed him to find her scent entangled with the scent of the books and the 78 other people in the library. As he walked into the aisle where (Y/n) stood, Junghyun smiled as he finally had a chance to speak with her. (Y/n) stood on her tiptoes trying to reach for a certain book, yet no matter how hard she tried to stretch herself, she could not reach the book. Junghyun approached her quietly, he gently reached over her head and put his hand on the book she was trying to reach. 

“Is this the book that you need?” His silky voice sent a shiver down (Y/n)’s spine, yet it also brought her comfort as it was filled with warmth and care. (Y/n) turned her head and looked up at the boy who was standing behind her, she internally gasped at how beautiful the boy was. “Yes, thank you,” She whispered. Junghyun only gave her a warm smile in response as he brought the book down and handed it to the girl whose heart was beating just a little bit quicker than before. “Here you go, need any other book?” (Y/n) looked down at the floor. 

(Y/n) recognized the boy in front of her now that she had a clear view of him. Mun Junghyun. A vampire. Often found around Lee Jeonghyeon, a fellow vampire, and Park Hanbin, a werewolf. (Y/n) had noticed that Junghyun often appeared at places where she would hang out, the library, and the rose garden a little east of the school’s backyard. Truth be told. She didn’t mind his company, (Y/n) often felt uneasy around most people it didn’t matter if they were human, fairy, vampire, werewolf, or anything else, but Junghyun never once made her feel scared or unsettled. 

“Actually,” (Y/n) began but she stopped as she didn’t want to burden Junghyun, he probably offered out of courtesy, she thought. “Yes?” Junghyun encouraged her to continue, his smile ever so friendly. “I do have two more books I need for my literature essay. But you don’t have to help me get them, I don’t want to burden you,” “Nonsense, now which ones do you need?” Junghyun’s smile widened a bit more, happy that he found the perfect opportunity to finally speak with the girl he was so intrigued by. 

(Y/n) allowed Junghyun to help her out after he gave her another persuading smile and a wink. Junghyun insisted on holding the books for her as they walked around the library searching for the books that she needed. This interaction led to the two speaking a bit more frequently, every once in a while when Junghyun showed up at the library he would sit and read beside (Y/n), or the times when he was in the rose garden when (Y/n) walked over there, they would sit by the fountain just talking about their days. Before they knew it, the two had become friends. 

Junghyun yearned for an even deeper connection. He wished he could hold (Y/n) in his arms, hug her, kiss her, protect her, and show her parts of the world she didn’t know existed. Throughout his 300 years of living, he had never once felt this way about someone. He recognized some feelings as possessiveness, the feelings that told him to swoop her up and hide her away from everyone else. Junghyun never wanted to act on these feelings, though that proved to be harder than he thought. 

Junghyun, despite his outgoing and kind demeanor, grappled with the innate instincts that came with his vampire nature. He was well aware of the darkness that lurked within him, the primal urges that occasionally clawed at the surface. Yet, his love for (Y/n) was a beacon of light that kept those instincts at bay. He tried his best to hold them back, fearing that if he ever let his guard down, she would be frightened by the depths of his true nature. He cherished their friendship and the connection they shared, cherishing the moments of laughter and understanding they found in each other. Every day, he fought his vampiric urges, determined to be the person she saw - the sweet, outgoing boy who made her smile. It was a constant battle, one he faced for the sake of their friendship and the burgeoning love he felt for (Y/n). And in those moments when his dark side threatened to consume him, it was the thought of her that kept him anchored, reminding him of the importance of control and the strength of their bond.

Over the course of a year, (Y/n) found herself drawn to Junghyun's kindness and gentle demeanor, his dark eyes hiding a depth of understanding that resonated with her in ways she couldn't explain. As their friendship deepened, she couldn't help but fall in love with him, captivated not just by his supernatural allure but also by the genuine connection they shared. In the library, amidst the scent of old books and the soft whisper of turning pages, their love story quietly bloomed, transcending the boundaries of their worlds. Despite their differences, they formed an unlikely friendship, bonding over their shared passion for stories and quiet moments. 

One afternoon, as Junghyun and (Y/n) were about to meet in the serene rose garden behind the school, an ominous shiver crept down Junghyun's spine. His instincts, finely attuned to the darkness that lurked in the shadows, screamed at him to act immediately, warning that (Y/n) was in imminent danger. His heart raced as he felt a sense of foreboding wash over him. Without a second thought, he turned on his heels and sprinted towards the garden, propelled by an urgency he couldn't explain but dared not ignore. Every fiber of his being told him that he had to reach (Y/n) in time, to shield her from whatever sinister threat loomed ahead.

(Y/n) felt a sudden, inexplicable pang of dread grip her heart. It was as though the air had grown heavy with an unseen menace, making it hard to breathe. A shiver danced down her spine, raising goosebumps on her skin, and a sense of impending danger washed over her like a tidal wave. Confusion and fear clouded her thoughts, and her senses heightened, making every rustle of leaves and distant sound seem magnified, intensifying her anxiety. Instinctively, she clutched at her chest, her eyes widening with alarm as she scanned the garden, searching for Junghyun. The world around her seemed to blur as her eyes fell on a dark figure approaching her. She didn’t know who it was, all she knew was that it wasn’t Junghyun. A knot of unease tightened in her stomach, leaving her paralyzed with fear, unknowingly mirroring the danger Junghyun felt rushing towards her.

As Junghyun dashed into the rose garden, his heart pounded in his chest like a drum of war, each beat echoing the dread and determination that surged through him. His breath came in ragged gasps, and his eyes, normally warm and inviting, blazed with a fierce protectiveness. The sight that met his eyes struck him like a lightning bolt. There, under the fading light of the afternoon sun, (Y/n) lay unconscious, a frail figure amidst the vibrant roses. His eyes narrowed with a mix of fear and anger as he took in the scene – an unknown vampire standing over her, a sinister smirk playing on his lips.

Rage, pure and unbridled, coursed through Junghyun's veins, eclipsing his usual calm demeanor. The realization that someone dared to harm the person he cherished most awakened the primal instincts he fought so hard to control. His fangs elongated, and his nails sharpened into deadly claws. The world around him seemed to blur, his focus narrowing to the threat before him. With a feral growl, he lunged at the intruder, his movements swift and precise. Every fiber of his being screamed for retribution, demanding justice for the innocent girl lying defenseless at his feet. Junghyun's protectiveness transformed into a ferocious determination, vowing to vanquish the menace and shield (Y/n) from any harm, his love for her fueling his unwavering resolve.

Time seemed to stop as he fought the vampire who had dared harm (Y/n). Junghyun couldn’t tell how long they fought for, all he knew was that he would kill that man. He scratched, hit, kicked, and bit the man with every chance he had. The man did a number on Junghyun too, but he felt no pain, adrenaline coursing through his cold veins, all to keep (Y/n) safe. The sun had set, casting the sky into a dark blue hue as the stars began showing themselves to the world. At that time, the man finally fell without getting back up. Junghyun kneeled beside (Y/n), panting, out of breath from the fight and from the fear of losing the only girl he had ever loved. 

With trembling hands and a heart heavy with fear, he gently cradled her in his arms, her fragile form a stark contrast to the fierce determination that had just fueled his fight. Tears welled in his eyes, spilling down his cheeks unchecked, as he looked down at her pale face, willing her to wake up, to be okay.

His voice broke into desperate, whispered pleas, his words a fervent prayer to whatever forces governed life and death. "Please, (Y/n), stay with me," he choked out, his voice raw with emotion. He pressed his lips to her forehead, his tears mingling with her skin, a silent testimony to his anguish. His grip on her tightened as if he could will his strength into her, his love and desperation pouring into her unconscious form. The world around him faded into insignificance, the only thing that mattered was the fragile heartbeat he clung to, the proof that she was still with him.

At that moment, Junghyun was no longer the supernatural being with centuries of existence; he was just a young man, pleading for the life of the girl he loved, willing to give anything, even his own existence, to ensure she would open her eyes and smile at him once more.

The world stood still for Junghyun as he held (Y/n) in his arms, his desperate pleas hanging in the air like a silent prayer. And then, just when hope seemed like a flickering candle in the dark, a faint tremor coursed through her arm, so subtle that only he, with his heightened senses, could perceive it. His heart skipped a beat as he felt the movement, his eyes widening with a mixture of disbelief and overwhelming relief.

"(Y/n)?" he whispered, his voice barely audible, his eyes fixed on her face. He gently brushed a strand of hair from her forehead, his touch light and tender as he searched for any sign of her returning to consciousness. The seconds felt like an eternity as he waited, his entire being hanging on the precipice of uncertainty.

And then, like the gradual dawn after a long, dark night, her eyelids fluttered open. Junghyun held his breath, his eyes locking onto hers, his heart swelling with a profound sense of gratitude. "(Y/n), you're back," he breathed, his voice breaking with emotion. At that moment, the weight of the world lifted from his shoulders, replaced by an overwhelming flood of joy and love. He cradled her face in his hands, his thumb gently brushing away the remnants of tears on her cheeks. Relief washed over him, knowing that she was awake, alive, and safe in his arms.

As (Y/n) blinked away the haze of unconsciousness, she found herself enveloped in Junghyun's warm, protective embrace. The pain, both physical and emotional, surged through her body, making her acutely aware of her fragile mortality. Despite the agony, there was a strange comfort in the fact that the boy she loved was by her side, holding her close as if he could shield her from the pain itself.

As Junghyun held (Y/n) in his arms, his grip tightened instinctively, as if trying to anchor her to the world. The weight of his emotions bore down on him, and he found himself unable to keep the words inside any longer. His voice, usually calm and composed, trembled with the intensity of his feelings.

"(Y/n)," he began, his voice soft, barely audible above the rush of his own heartbeat. He gazed into her eyes, his dark orbs reflecting a storm of emotions. "I love you," he confessed, the words hanging in the air, heavy with vulnerability. "I've loved you from the moment we met in that library. You've become my world, my reason for existing. The thought of losing you... it terrifies me beyond words. You're not just a friend to me. You're the beating of my heart, the light in my darkness. Every smile you've given me, every moment we've shared, they've become the most precious treasures of my existence."

His fingers traced the outline of her face, his touch tender as he continued, "I've been afraid to admit it, afraid that my feelings might burden you. But now, in this moment, with the possibility of losing you looming over us, I can't hold back any longer. I love you, (Y/n), with every fiber of my being. I would give anything to keep you safe, to see you smile, to hold you close. Please, stay with me. Choose to live, not just for me, but for the love that binds us, for the future we could have together. I can't imagine my eternity without you in it." His eyes, filled with unshed tears, pleaded with her, hoping she could see the depth of his love, his fear, and his desperate need for her to stay. “Let me turn you, that way, we can be together forever,” 

In that moment, she gazed into Junghyun's eyes, seeing a mixture of relief, love, and an underlying sadness. His proposal hung in the air like a fragile thread, the possibility of a new life as a vampire. It was a choice that carried immense weight and consequence, and (Y/n) felt her heart race with uncertainty. The idea of immortality, of being with Junghyun forever, tugged at the corners of her mind, tempting her with the promise of eternal love.

As she considered the proposition, she realized the depth of Junghyun's devotion. In his eyes, she saw not just the fear of losing her but also a profound desire to share eternity together, to protect her from the passage of time and the inevitable pains of mortal life. It was a choice that would bind them in ways she could scarcely comprehend, a decision that held both the allure of everlasting love and the weight of a life irrevocably changed. In that moment of pain and love, (Y/n) found herself torn between the life she knew and the unknown, the boy she loved, and the unending night that lay ahead.

With her remaining strength, (Y/n) mustered the energy to look into Junghyun's eyes, her own filled with a mixture of love, fear, and acceptance. Every fiber of her being screamed in protest, her body growing numb as her lungs fought for air. Despite the overwhelming pain, she summoned the last ounces of her strength, her lips trembling as she whispered, "Junghyun, I love you too."

The words, though weak, carried a weight of determination and affection that resonated in the quiet space between them. It was a declaration of love, a promise of eternity, and a plea for him to understand the depth of her feelings. In that moment, she clung to the love they shared, using it as a lifeline, a beacon of hope in the darkness that threatened to consume her. With her final breath, she poured all her love into those words, hoping he would carry her love with him, even as she faced the unknown.

With (Y/n)'s heartfelt declaration of love hanging in the air, Junghyun's eyes glimmered with a mixture of determination and desperation. At that moment, he felt the weight of her words, the depth of their connection, and the urgency of the situation. Without a second thought, he bared his fangs, his vampiric instincts taking over as he pressed his lips to her neck.

He bit down, his fangs sinking into her skin. As her life essence flowed into him, he closed his eyes, focusing all his strength and willpower on the transformation. Time seemed to stretch, every second feeling like an eternity as he willed the process to be successful. He murmured words of love against her skin, his breath mingling with the scent of her blood, a fervent prayer for the universe to grant them this chance at eternity.

He wished with every fiber of his being that he had managed to turn her in time, to bind her fate to his and grant her the immortality he possessed. He held onto the hope that their love, pure and unwavering, would be enough to guide her through the threshold between life and undeath, forever intertwining their destinies in the darkness.

The transformation would take hours until it was fully complete, Junghyun gently lifted (Y/n) into his arms as he began walking to his apartment. He couldn’t keep her out there in the cold night to heal, no it would be better for her to be somewhere comfortable. 

With great care, Junghyun cradled the unconscious (Y/n) in his arms, her fragile form a stark contrast to his supernatural strength. With determined steps, he carried her to his apartment, a place where he felt the most secure, hoping it would offer her the comfort and safety she needed to heal.

Entering his apartment, he laid her down on a soft, plush couch, gently arranging her limbs to ensure she was as comfortable as possible. The dim light cast a soft glow over the room, creating a serene atmosphere amidst the shadows. Junghyun moved quietly, his every action careful and deliberate, his focus entirely on her well-being.

He fetched clean, soft blankets, covering her with a gentle touch, tucking her in as if shielding her from the world's harsh realities. Nearby, he set up a chair, vowing to keep a vigilant watch over her as she rested. The air in the apartment was filled with a mix of anticipation and worry, Junghyun's eyes never leaving her face as he waited for any sign of her awakening.

When (Y/n) finally stirred, her eyes fluttering open in the soft light of Junghyun's apartment, his heart leaped with relief. The exhaustion that had etched lines of worry on his face instantly melted away, replaced by a profound sense of gratitude and joy. His eyes, normally so composed, glimmered with emotion as he watched her regain consciousness.

"(Y/n)," he breathed, his voice barely more than a whisper, filled with a mixture of tenderness and awe. He reached out, his fingers brushing against her cheek as if assuring himself that she was truly awake and safe. "You're awake," he said, a soft smile playing on his lips, his voice filled with overwhelming relief. He carefully helped her sit up, his touch gentle yet reassuring, his eyes never leaving her face.

"You had me so worried," he admitted, his voice laced with vulnerability. "I thought I had lost you. I'm just... I'm so glad you're okay." His words were filled with sincerity, his relief palpable as he held her hand in his as if grounding himself in the reality of her presence. The depth of his feelings for her was laid bare, his love shining through his eyes like a beacon in the dark.

Confusion flickered in (Y/n)’s eyes as she tried to make sense of her surroundings. The last thing she remembered was the pain, the darkness closing in, and now she found herself in this unfamiliar yet strangely comforting place.

"Where... where am I?" she murmured, her voice barely audible, her gaze shifting around the room before finally settling on Junghyun. His face, etched with relief and worry, came into focus, and her eyes widened with recognition. There was a flicker of familiarity, a sense of trust that made her heart race.

"You're in my apartment," Junghyun said gently, his voice a soothing balm to her disoriented mind. "You passed out, and I brought you here to help you heal."

She instinctively touched her neck, expecting to feel pain, but there was only a dull ache. Confusion clouded her eyes as she spoke, her voice laced with a mix of awe and bewilderment, "But... how am I here? I remember... I remember feeling like I was dying."

Junghyun hesitated for a moment before he took a deep breath, his eyes searching hers. "I turned you," he confessed, his tone soft but laden with a weighty truth. "I couldn't bear to lose you. I wanted to save you."

(Y/n)'s eyes widened in astonishment, her hand trembling as she tried to comprehend the enormity of his revelation. The realization dawned on her that she was no longer human, that she had crossed a threshold into a life she hadn't chosen. A whirlwind of emotions – fear, curiosity, and gratitude – surged within her. She looked at Junghyun, a mix of confusion and acceptance in her eyes, as she whispered, "Thank you... for saving me."

In the days that followed, (Y/n) remained in Junghyun's apartment, her new sanctuary and training ground as she adjusted to her newfound existence. Under Junghyun's patient guidance, she learned the intricacies of being a vampire: the heightened senses, the strength that now flowed through her veins, and the insatiable thirst for blood that required delicate control. It was a challenging journey, filled with moments of frustration and temptation, but Junghyun was there every step of the way, offering his wisdom and support.

Junghyun taught her the importance of restraint, helping her hone her abilities and keep her instincts in check. As the days passed, (Y/n) grew stronger and more confident, her bond with Junghyun deepening with each shared experience.

Yet, amid the challenges, there were moments of unexpected beauty. Junghyun showed her the wonders of the night, the hidden corners of the city where vampires roamed freely, unseen by prying eyes. They explored the world together, embracing the darkness as their shared realm, finding solace in the understanding that only they could truly comprehend.

In those quiet moments, (Y/n) also discovered the depth of Junghyun's love. He was not just her mentor but her confidant, her rock in the storm of her new life. His unwavering belief in her, his ability to see the human within her vampire form, reassured her in ways she couldn't explain. Their connection became a source of strength, a testament to the power of love in the face of the unknown.

As the nights turned into weeks, (Y/n) found herself not just surviving but thriving in her new existence, with Junghyun by her side, guiding her with a steady hand and a heart full of devotion. Together, they embraced the eternal night, finding comfort and purpose in the shared journey of two souls bound by an immortal love.

The night was quiet, the world outside Junghyun's apartment shrouded in a gentle darkness. A soft, silvery glow from the moon spilled into the room, casting intricate patterns across the walls. (Y/n) and Junghyun stood facing each other, their eyes locked in a moment that felt suspended in time. The air was charged with an unspoken intensity, a mingling of anticipation and nervous energy.

Junghyun's fingers brushed against (Y/n)'s cheek, his touch feather-light, as if he was afraid she might vanish if he pressed too hard. His eyes, deep and intense, searched hers for permission, for a sign that she was ready for this next step in their relationship. (Y/n) met his gaze with a mixture of curiosity and affection, her heart fluttering in her chest like a caged bird yearning to be set free.

With a barely audible sigh, Junghyun closed the distance between them, his lips soft and warm as they met hers in a tender, hesitant kiss. It was a moment of exquisite vulnerability, a shared exploration of unspoken emotions. Their lips moved together, a gentle dance of longing and affection, conveying what words could not.

Time seemed to stand still as they kissed, the world outside fading into insignificance. It was their first taste of intimacy, a moment of connection that transcended the boundaries of the physical world. In that kiss, they shared not just their passion but the depth of their emotions, a silent promise of love and understanding that would guide them through the eternity that lay ahead.

As they finally broke the kiss, their eyes met once more, a silent acknowledgment passing between them. It was more than a kiss; it was a declaration of their love, a promise to stand by each other in the endless nights to come. In that quiet moment, their hearts spoke volumes, sealing their bond in a way that words could never capture. Bloodbound for eternity.