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fanta-ceo · 7 years ago

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SF9 Reacts to You Flirting With Another Guy

Scenario: you're at a party with your SF9, and you intentionally try to make your boyfriend jealous by flirting with a random guy. Drama ensues.

A/N: I tried to make this short. I am so sorry. So sorry.

- Baekbek

Taeyang: He watches the exchange carefully but doesn't say anything. He's more quiet after that, and his smile seems reserved. When people try to talk to him, he doesn't really engage—just nods with a half smile. You can tell he's retreated internally. You guys don't talk on the way home, and you start to feel worried. When he drops you off, he's still not talking but he gets out to open your door like always.

You blurt it all out, that you were being stupid and you're sorry and you were totally just doing it to tease him. "You're the only guy I like, that guy was weird, and I'm really sorry—I'm just not used to this." Taeyang leans down to look you in the eyes, but you can't read him. Still, you think there's something gentle in his eyes as he tsks softly. "Don't you know I hate the idea of you with someone else?" You start to apologize again, and he kisses you in a way that makes your knees weak. The kiss says everything he didn't—that your relationship is important, that he likes you so much, and he really hates to see you with someone else. It's intimate and passionate. It's possessive. When he breaks apart, you study each other quietly. "Okay," you say, unsteadily, and he chuckles. "Okay," he smiles, and it's an affectionate, warm smile.

Zuho: He doesn't even notice at first, which is a pain because you're only doing it for his benefit. When he sees what's going on, he laughs. Like it's funny. You start to feel a little pissed off, and when he comes to hug you later, you push him off. Flirting with another guy should make him angry, not laugh. What kind of relationship was this? Were you the only one with feelings? Zuho notices you're upset, making him cautious around you, but he doesn't confront you till you're at the car. He asks if you're okay. You yell at him for the weather passive aggressively, and he takes it silently. You keep snapping at him on the drive until you blurt out that he doesn't even care about you. He's stunned. He stops the car and gently tugs on your arm to make you look at him. He tells you of course he cares. You demand to know why he thought it was funny to see you with another guy. He looks surprised. "Weren't you just doing that to mess with me?" Well... yeah. "It didn't mean anything, right? You were just playing a joke on me. So I thought it was funny. Were you... serious?" You immediately feel bad, and stupid on top of it. You apologize for acting so petty. "I'll be sure to get angry next time." You snort, and he laughs.

Inseong: Inseong is an open book. When you turn away from the guy you're flirting with, you meet your boyfriend's eyes from across the room. His expression is wounded. He looks away quickly, and you leave the guy without explanation. He tries to pretend things are okay, but his smile doesn't reach his eyes, and his eyes look distant and clouded. He looks very, very sad. You pull him outside and tell him the truth quickly, that you just wanted to see him jealous. He's quiet while you talk. "Ah... I thought you saw him and liked him more," he admits quietly. Your heart wrenches, and you wrap your arms around his neck and hug him tightly. "I only like you," you say into his shoulder. He wraps his arms around you gently. "Sorry. I should have more faith in us, shouldn't I?" Inseong asks. You nod vigorously against his shirt. "You definitely should. No other guy compares to you."

Youngbin: He pretty much assumes there must be a misunderstanding. He still goes up to investigate, though. He walks right up to you guys and chats boldly, talking louder than usual and laughing a little aggressively, almost manic, and his eyes are hard. Then, he directs you away with his arm around your waist.

You have to laugh. "So that's what you're like when you're jealous." His eyes widen and his jaw drops. "You did that on purpose?" He demands, but he almost looks impressed. You pout. "You were ignoring me." He studies you carefully, to gauge how upset you really are. He seems to conclude that you're not really upset, that you're actually pleased, and he laughs. "You did that just to mess with me?" He sounds amused, like he's charmed you would play a joke like that on him. "Next time, just tell me I'm not paying enough attention," he advises, and even though his smile is warm, you can tell he's being serious, that he means it. "I'll definitely take care of you."

Jaeyoon: He doesn't leave your side at parties, so when you start laying it on thick and then put your hand on another guy's arm, his eyes follow the movement. The look that he gives you is sharp. You immediately wonder what the hell you're doing. You're confused for the rest of the night because he's not really talking to you, but you can't tell if you're just being sensitive and it's all in your head because he's still got his arm around you. You wait till you're at the car to awkwardly admit you only did it to see if he'd get jealous.

"I was," he says bluntly. "I didn't like it at all." Something about the way he says it makes you smile, but you still feel a little guilty. "Sorry, I won't do it again." He looks at you carefully. "Please don't," he says. You realize he really means it, which makes you feel even worse. But he still holds your hand while he drives, and you realize he wouldn't have said anything if you hadn't brought it up. He'd hated it, but he wouldn't have tried to stop you. He really, really liked you. You squeeze his hand, and he glances at you from the side. "What's that smile?" He asks. You can feel your dopey grin but you don't care. You hope he appreciates it's a look you reserve just for him. "I like you a lot," you tell him seriously, and he laughs and nods. His eyes are soft when he says, "Yeah, I know."

Dawon: Dawon sees what's going on, but he pretends he doesn't every time you look and try to meet his eyes. But when you go back to him, he's super passive aggressive, verging on cruelty while he flashes you pretty smiles. You feel confused and pretty guilty and also mad. You're texting your friend to come pick you up after awhile because he's being so rude. When he finds you waiting outside twenty minutes later, waiting for your ride, he asks what's going on. You're in a bad mood now, so things escalate into a stupid argument. You have no idea how this even started, but you just know you feel hurt and sad now. And judging by the emotion behind his wavering anger, he feels hurt and sad too. He lets you go without comment when your friend shows up. That hurts even worse. Dawon doesn't like to be betrayed or made a fool out of. You begin to feel stupid as you try to fall asleep. After a half hour of staring at your ceiling, you dial him up, not expecting him to pick up so late but hoping he will, and he picks up on the second ring. You apologize in a rush, feeling scared and desperate that he won't accept your apology. He's quiet, then sighs heavily on the other end. "Aish... I'm an asshole," he mumbles. "I should have known it was just something innocent. I hate when you talk to other guys like that, though. I just get so jealous." You apologize again. "No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't be so jealous. I'll be better next time." You laugh weakly. "Why would I do this again?" You ask. "You better not," he says, but he sounds like he's joking and you relax. You guys say goodnight, and his voice is gentle when he says he'll see you tomorrow morning.

Rowoon: When Rowoon realizes what is happening, he retreats inward to sort out his feelings. He's a little cold though, completely absent from what's going on the rest of the party. The walk to the car is frosty and silent. You wonder how someone can look so pleasant and be so cold at the same time.

"So, I tried something out," you begin experimentally before you part to different sides of the car. "I wanted to see what you were like when you were jealous." He turns to look at you in surprise, but his eyes are still unreadable. You begin to feel more nervous. "I was kinda... hoping you'd get angry and possessive and tell the guy to fuck off because I'm yours. You just kinda sat there, though," you rub your neck awkwardly. "So, I feel like I should explain. Like, maybe you didn't even notice, and something else is wrong—" you ramble, but at his look you stop talking. He's quiet for a moment. Then, he nods to himself as if this makes sense, and he cracks a smile, his frozen eyes beginning to thaw. "Ahh, so that's what that was," he nods. "You wanted me to get possessive and angry?" You shrug. He pulls you into a restraining hug and kisses your neck playfully, and you laugh. "You're mine," he promises, and you laugh because it tickles, and he's your usual cuddly boyfriend once more.

Hwiyoung: It was supposed to just be a joke. But maybe—you miscalculated? Because after you flirt obviously with the random guy, Hwiyoung looks very cold when you meet his eyes. You try to act playful, but Hwiyoung all but ignores you. For the rest of the party, when people try to talk to him, he maintains that thin, fake smile that doesn't reach his icy eyes. You start getting antsy, and then you're pulling him into the corner to explain. Before you can begin, though, he's saying, "Maybe we should just break up," so casually that your eyes widen and your jaw drops. "You seem interested in other guys. I don't want to hold you back." Your heart clenches when you realize you must have really pissed him off—and hurt him, underneath his cold exterior.

"No," you finally get out. "No, I don't want to date anyone else, and I'm not interested in other guys." You explain the misunderstanding emphatically, looking up at him pleadingly as you apologize sincerely for taking a joke too far. Slowly, the ice cracks, and then Hwiyoung slumps against the wall. "Don't do that again," he says tiredly. "I couldn't be with a girl like that." You nod, contrite, and take his hand in yours to squeeze it. He meets your eyes and then cracks a smile. "You shouldn't look so pretty right now," he says. His voice is gentle and calm like always, and you breathe a sigh of relief.

Chani: You're being pretty obvious. You're practically in the guy's lap, but it's his hand that slides onto your thigh that sets off warning bells, and that's when Chani loses it. He has zero tact as he pops out of nowhere and greets you both with passive aggressive sarcasm. He doesn't even look at you. His words are cruel and aggressive, and after the initial shock and hurt and anger, it clicks what he's trying to do. He's trying to start a fight—with you or him or both. Right as the guy gets it, unfortunately, and they're both standing chest to chest. Chani is a few inches shorter, but he clearly isn't afraid judging by his calloused, obnoxious smirk. You try to get between them, but Chani won't keep his mouth shut, and the guy goes to punch him. Chani ducks and that's all the invitation he needed: he punches the other guy. You scream and stumble back as you watch your stupid boyfriend brawl someone over a joke. In the kitchen when he's icing his face with frozen peas, you guys bicker—you're worried and frustrated, and he's pissed off and shut down. You tell him he's an idiot, but he's got a one track mind. "Never fucking let someone touch you like that again." You scoff. "Yeah? What about you?" He looks so confused. "I'm your boyfriend." Like, of course he was allowed. You sigh. "You're so stupid. I was just trying to piss you off, and you let me," you say. "Yeah, well I got my revenge, didn't I?" His lips quirk into a smirk. "You're pretty upset too, right?" You shake your head, but you have to laugh.

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