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[ahaura]

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French Class [7]

A/N: AAAH I apologize in advance for this part bc I feel like it's kinda messy :/ I hope you still like it though?? Lmk what you think! x

genre: optional bias (m) x reader (f), fwb, f2l?, college!au, fuckboy!bias, nerd!reader, angst, H/N is a jealous and drunk fool :/

words: ~ 3.7 k

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H/N’s POV:

Maybe I’ll come ‘round, your text had said. How did you expect him to enjoy the party if you wouldn’t be there? H/N used to make fun of guys who ran after girls like lap dogs. And yet, over time he had become one of them, if not worse. Every text, every possibility of seeing you had him on the edge of his seat in excitement. There was nothing he cared about more than spending time with you. When at first it had been sexual attraction – an obsession with your body and the way you turned him on with the most subtle words and touches – it had changed into something entirely different. The relentless hunger was now occasional, ever so often interrupted by a dire wish to see you smile. A wish to hold you, and to kiss you out of the blue – something he wasn’t allowed to do if it wasn’t for the two of you hooking up. The stupid agreement you had made was starting to feel like torture instead of heaven. He was lucky his poker face was professional, and he had years of practice in flirting and sounding casual even if his heart was beating up to his neck. There was no other way he could have concealed how infatuated he was with you, otherwise.

“H/N, come help me set up the snacks!” Korain shouted from the kitchen. H/N’s friends were throwing a party at their place, and he had shown up early to assist them in preparing everything. With you on his mind – as always – he trotted into the kitchen where a row of bowls was standing out on the counter.

“Just open and pour the bags into the bowls, will you? I still need to get ready,” Korain said. “Chohee said she might be here a bit earlier, and I don’t want to look like this when she’s going to look amazing.”

Korain gestured to his bed hair he probably hadn’t brushed once since getting up and then tweaked the fabric of his sweatpants and his old, baggy tee. H/N wanted to argue that if Chohee really liked Korain, she wouldn’t mind seeing him this way. H/N, for one, couldn’t care less what you wore tonight. As long as you showed up at all, he would be beaming. Strictly speaking, at times when he got to see you wake up, sleep in your eyes and your clothes in a disarray, it spun his head in ways no little black dress could ever do. When he saw you make breakfast in his kitchen, in his shirt, he could barely contain himself.

His daydreams of you were once naughty and gave him boners at random times of the day – and don’t get me wrong, they still were, sometimes – but it was when the domestic dreams had begun, that he realized he was screwed. He didn’t need anybody to tell him how he felt, nor did he have some crazy moment of clarity. There came a point in his days where he didn’t just notice his non-sexual daydreams of you, he invited them. His brain was imagining things like setting up a shared table for dinner or kissing the back of your hand in the dark of a movie theater or playing you a cheesy song that reminded him of you. He wanted to hold your hands from across the library table and have his arm around your shoulders to show you off to the entire campus. But none of it could be real. It all went against the rules.

“Will Y/N be here too?” Korain asked and pulled H/N out of his daydreams. God, I hope so, he thought.

“She said she might be here,” H/N answered.

“Chohee’s always talking about her. And you. About how she thinks Y/N has a crush on you, but she always denies it, saying you’re just friends. Maybe you could try and bring that up tonight?” Korain said, as if discussing your feelings for someone was as easy at conversing about the weather. “Alright, I really have to go get ready now.”

“I’ve been thinking, I might- “ said H/N, but Korain only pat his shoulder.

“Let’s talk later, at the party, okay?” he said, and walked out the kitchen. I might like her, H/N had been meaning to say. I might like Y/N. No. I’m in love with her. No maybes. He could bet all his money on it, that’s how sure he was. But his friend had disappeared and now it was on him to wait until the party began. Left alone with his thoughts.

Of course, you would deny having a crush on him. Because you probably didn’t, he thought. Wouldn’t you search for a smart guy, someone your mother would approve of, and someone who understood your endless talks of nerdy topics? Although sometimes he had no idea what you were on about, H/N was captivated whenever you gave him a lecture about something you had learned. And when he asked you to explain something one more time, you never hesitated, or judged him for it. Your kindness made his heart swell, and only when the first crowd of party guests arrived did he realize he had spent half an hour daydreaming about you. Again.

With the way he kept the front door in his sight at all times, one could have wondered if he was a highly wanted criminal on the run, afraid the cops could barge in at any moment. Some of the girls who tried to flirt with him even asked him about it, but he wasn’t going to confess he was waiting for the love of his life to walk through that very door. With little conviction he returned their flirting. He hated himself for the thoughts he had. Thinking that should you not arrive, he could console himself by taking one of the other girls home instead. They didn’t deserve to be used like that, but he was bitter and so, so in love with you. It was hard to pay any attention to the other girls at all, no matter how sweet they were being.

Flirting back at them, however, came to him as easily as the words to his favorite songs. It posed no challenge, like it did with you. When he had to try hard to make your cheeks heat up, or to lure out a shy smile instead of your genius, quick-witted remarks. There was nothing more exciting to him than to invent new ways in which he could make you flustered.

Right now, it was his turn to be flustered. Because his ex had approached him and was reciting some of her favorite memories she had of their relationship. “Remember our third date…the one that ended with us squished in that tiny dressing room at Victoria’s Secret?” she asked and blinked at him expectantly. He went along with her words and replied something not too direct, but still enough to make her giggle like a little girl.

It was his own fault she was so intent on talking to him. While you had been on your date with the economy-major-guy, H/N had tried to contact his ex again. In hindsight, he thought it pathetic and extremely stupid at that. Nothing would have come of it, anyway. Not while he felt the way he did about you. So it was only lucky his ex hadn’t been free that night. Then he had gotten dangerously close to drowning his feelings in the vodka in his kitchen. Thankfully he had refrained from this, too, because you had shown up afterwards and you had ended up having mind-blowing sex, and he knew for a fact that had he been drunk, he would have blurted out some crazy sentiments he would have regretted saying in the morning.

Sometimes he tried to signal you his emotions, ever so subtly. Waving off your claims when you called him the campus fuckboy or telling you he wasn’t really hooking up with anyone else besides you, it all was an attempt at making you see what he felt for you. He would tell you that you looked pretty, not just so you would understand he liked you, but simply because it had to be said. When he regarded you fixing your hair in the mirror with a frown, he could barely believe you didn’t know how beautiful you were. And he had gotten closer to you during sex. Whether it was voluntary or an instinct that came with being in love, he wasn’t certain. There was nothing like kissing away your moans while he fucked you into a mattress.

He was about to text you – the urge to see you getting unbearable – but didn’t want to sound clingy when you strut through the door. No slow motion or fan blowing your hair around dramatically would have made you look more perfect. The ridiculous pang he felt in his heart when he saw you hug another guy only reminded him of how whipped he was. He reminded himself that he had no right to be jealous. You weren’t his girlfriend, after all. When you then made eye contact with him and made a beeline for him, he was worried he’d be short of words. He needed to pull himself together.

“Hi,” you said, and your smile was magical enough to stir up the butterflies in H/N’s stomach. You pointed at the empty spot on the sofa between H/N and another guy you didn’t know. “Is this seat taken?”

“No,” the guy said, before H/N had time to speak, and the stranger smiled at you in a way that could only mean he wanted to get to know you. But H/N caught your attention by swiftly putting his arm around your shoulder, making the stranger back up and divert his eyes the other way. He had never meant to be the jealous type. It was just that you were finally here, and he was so happy to see you, he couldn’t bare the thought of you running off again. Only when you gave him a funny look H/N realized he needed to calm down if he didn’t want you to get annoyed.

“So, what did I miss?” you asked.

His ex was approaching from across the room again, and before he could have stopped his mouth, he said the stupidest thing. “Kiss me.”

You furrowed your eyebrows, but he was intent on it. “Please. Kiss me. Quick.”

There was a strange emotion that crept over your face, and you seemed to have no clue why he was so set on it. Nevertheless, you did as he asked. Your mouth tasted of watermelon bubblegum, so sweet, so perfect, and he was flying on cloud nine for the short while it lasted. It wasn’t real, though. The thought stabbed his brain like a dagger. When you pulled apart you were grinning, and his ex wasn’t in the room anymore.

“Care to explain why we just did that?” you asked. “You’re diminishing your chances with the ladies in the room.”

He rolled his eyes. “My ex has been trying to get with me again, and I hoped she’d let off if she saw us kiss. And she did.” Then his eyebrows raised. “What do you mean by my chances with the ladies? I was hoping we could go home together.”

“I can’t tonight,” you said, and he had to fight to keep his face straight. “I’ve got to get back to studying first thing tomorrow morning. I just came here to hang out, for a while.”

“Oh,” was all he could muster without sounding like you were ripping out his heart. It wasn’t even your fault. He would never try and get between you and your studies. But what if he could be there? What if he could be the one staying in bed, watching as you climbed up early to bury your head in books? He’d watch you through tired eyelashes, and you’d ridicule him for being so starry-eyed when looking at you. Later he’d bring you tea or coffee and remind you to take a break to eat. Was it ludicrous to obsess over something so domestic? He didn’t feel guilty for it.

All at once, your laugh pulled him out of his daydream, and into a funny story you told him. Over-consciously, he noted how your arm went around his shoulder lazily. And for a while you sat and talked. Occasionally a flirty remark slipped over your lips, and he would always return it. It was idiotic, but he was already worrying about how much he would miss you once you went home. Perhaps his plan of consoling himself with another girl hadn’t been so bad, after all. Just as he had finished the thought, a familiar face walked by and noticed him. The alcohol in his veins made her seem perfectly inviting as a distraction, for later.

“Oh, hey. Y/N, this is Minji,” he said, pointing at the girl. “Minji, this is Y/N. She’s…just a friend.”

Instantly, you removed your arm from his shoulder. There was hidden pain in your gesture, or was it merely wishful thinking on his side? Minji nodded and greeted you, but you only waved her off with a polite smile.

“I’m going to get a drink from the kitchen,” you announced, and before he could have stopped you, you had walked off. For a while he chatted with Minji, because he had no good reason to run after you that wouldn’t create awkwardness. His patience lasted approximately ten minutes. Luckily, a friend waved at Minji from across the room and she excused herself. Although he would never wish her ill, he was glad she was leaving.

Quickly, he made his way to the kitchen, where he found you talking to a guy. Without thinking, H/N smiled at you as he came up to you and wrapped his arm around your waist. He hadn’t meant to look so intimidating, and he hadn’t meant to be an asshole either. Yet, the guy across from you appeared scared and when you turned your attention to H/N, the guy slowly retracted into another circle of chatting people. Guilt crept in on H/N. He was tipsy, and although he knew his drunkenness wasn’t an excuse, it made him want you so much more. Perhaps it was also insecurity making him act crazy. There was always a glimmer of hope in the back of his mind, that you might just like him back. So long as you hadn’t confirmed the opposite, he would live in constant terror that someone else could steal your attention and make you theirs before he could.

“Come with me,” you muttered in his ear. Your hand was around his wrist, and he had no choice but to trot after you like a child. At first, he thought you were going to take him out the front door, but then you made a turn for the stairs. He didn’t need to be a fuckboy to know what it meant when a girl walked him up the stairs. From one second to the other, his mood changed into gleefulness. Had you changed your mind? The mere thoughts of what could happen upstairs could have given him a boner, had he pondered on them for longer. You said nothing, only driving him more insane by the second. The first open door was good enough for you, so you pulled him inside and closed it behind you. Smirking, he reached for your waist, ready to pull you into a kiss.

“Don’t,” you hissed, and he flinched at your angry tone. He kept his hands to himself, kneading them nervously. Shit. This was the clear opposite of what he had anticipated. The two of you had never fought, and hearing your voice, sounding so deeply upset, scared him.

“What do you think you’re doing?” you asked.

“I’m sorry, I thought you wanted to make out- “ he said.

“I don’t mean just now. I mean…what is it you’re trying to achieve by acting all possessive over me in front of random guys? Pretending I belong to you? But the second a pretty girl is in front of you I’m just a friend, aren’t I? What’s that about?”

There was no explaining this, and he knew it. Yet, he would try, pathetically. “I just thought you didn’t want those guys bothering you.”

“I can handle a guy by myself, thank you,” you snapped. “If I needed help, I’d ask. Like you did. Apparently, I’m good enough to be used as an escape from your ex, but when hot Minji came around you wouldn’t even blink when I got up and left.”

“Usedas an escape?” he asked in disbelief. “You didn’t have to kiss me, but you did anyway.”

“That’s because I was trying to be a good fucking friend!” you yelled now, sounding over the music from the party.

“You used me too, don’t you remember?” he countered. “Or did you not show up on my doorstep after your terrible date so I would fuck you and make you feel better?”

You looked taken aback for a moment, knowing he was right, in a way.

“It’s like you’re always trying to get away from me, but you can’t,” he said.

“Oh, fuck you!” you said, every trace of guilt washed away. “Get off your high horse! Isn’t that the whole point of us? That we’re using each other for sex? Nothing more than that, right? If I walked out now, you could go and find the next girl in line to take over instead of me. Didn’t you try to see someone while I was chatting to the guy I went on a date with? It’s all about using people, isn’t it? If things with the guy had gotten more serious for me, you’d have her, ready for you. Don’t you think that’s a little messed up? Leading someone on like that?”

There was truth to your words. He had tried to find someone to date, should you have found someone too and your friends-with-benefits relationship had been over. But he hadn’t led her on. He had been honest in letting the girl know he wasn’t sure if he wanted anything serious. His chest was hurting, and the pain was only making him more furious.

“Yeah, I could have switched you for her,” he said coldly. Was he only trying to hurt you now? Perhaps, but you had hurt him first.

“Right, because that’s all I am to you,” you said, quieter than before.

“That was our plan! You’re my fuck buddy, nothing more!” he raised his voice now, tired of your empty words and signs. “You have no right to accuse me of anything when I’m playing by the rules. The rules you made. Maybe we should go back to the beginning. Start the game over. I don’t even know what we’re arguing about right now.”

“Start over?”

“Go back to when we were just horny for each other and nothing else,” he said, as if that would be possible. As if he could ignore the way your eyes shined, even in the dim light coming from the streetlamps outside. Like he could pretend he didn’t want to hold you and make you forget all about this terrible fight.

“Fine, let’s try,” you said, and he watched in astonishment, as you closed the gap between the two of you. When you tilted your head, he gave you permission by doing the same. When you kissed, with teeth clashing and exhausted sighs mixing up, he swore there were bombs going off somewhere in his head. Alarm bells, too. This was by no means a great idea. But what could have stopped him and his hungry mouth? He backed you against the wall and pressed you into it, hard. Before he had registered it, his hands were pushing up the fabric of your dress and you moaned, sounding so beautiful he could barely believe it. One of his thighs forced its way between your legs while he gripped your waist like his life depended on it.

But then, just as rapidly you had begun to kiss him, you pushed him away. His lungs felt tight when he noticed the affliction and confusion on your face. He wished he could make it go away. But he had caused it, so now his presence only made things worse.

“No- no, I change my mind. This is fucking stupid,” you said. “I can’t do this right now.”

“Y/N,” he said in a gentle tone. Somehow, it seemed that his careful voice hurt you most of all.

“I think we should stop. All of this,” you said. He was beginning to shake his head in disbelief, but you cut him off. “We said there wouldn’t be jealousy, but there obviously is. We should have stopped long ago.”

“But what about starting the game again, from the beginning?” he asked, too afraid of what you would say to even look at you. If you were going to rip out his heart you should have done so quickly, when he wasn’t paying too close attention.

“The game’s over. This is going over both of our heads,” you said. “I- I’m going to go home now.”

So this was heartbreak. H/N had never considered that it could be meant so literally. But he could swear that the muscle inside his chest was convulsing and shriveling as if you had stolen the blood that kept him alive right from his arteries. The pain was sharp like a thousand cuts had been inflicted on his skin, and he struggled for words like your words had taken every of his most elemental abilities.

“I’ll walk you home,” he said.

“No,” you said. “You’re drunk. You’re the one who could need someone to walk you home. And I don’t want you around me right now. Get home safely.”

That was it. No hug. No last, longing look. Just your words stabbing like knives and your ethereal beauty as you turned on your heel and walked from the room, leaving him behind, bleeding out by himself. What had he done?

[svchengss]

hey barista! | l.dh

summary | befriending the barista from your local cafe doesn’t seem too bad

pairing | lee donghyuck x fem!reader ft. jaemin who’s a rlly cute side character in this :(

genre | fluff, angst, slight humour (?)

warnings | a kiss?? i don’t think there’s any but if i missed anything do lmk !!

word count | 3k+

s. tg | @hyuckefi [my apologies since i didn’t release a proper teaser for this 🙏🏻]

author’s note | this is my first fic exceeding 1k words so if u enjoyed reading this, please leave some feedbacks !! rb’s are also appreciated :D ALSO I SUCK AT SUMMARIES LMAO PLS IGNORE THAT

just another day of working at palm coffee, the same old routine. cleaning the countertop and tables before opening up the cafe, prepping the ingredients - more for top favourites! - and examining the machines to make sure they’re working properly. that’s some of hyuck’s daily routines as a barista. he didn’t mind them though, he loved his job. he couldn’t specify the reason why but all these tasks are genuinely interesting to him.

seeing you drop by the cafe is a normal occurrence for him. since you are a regular customer after all, the rest of the staff already know you well. heck, they’re even good friends with you. jaemin hangs out with you more than he does despite being jaemin’s childhood friend. except for him, he doesn’t really know why. he’s not really shy, considering the fact that he’s a social butterfly. he just couldn’t bring himself to say anything to you, the only times he did so was to take your orders when the rest of the workers were busy in the store.

upon hearing the doorbell chime which signals a new customer entering the cafe, hyuck blurted out the usual line. “hello, welcome to palm coffee! how can i help-“, looking up from the cash register only to find you in a disheveled state. “-you?” he eyes you up and down, noting how a few strands of your hair were out of place, the nude lipstick smeared on the left corner of your mouth and your outfit looks really rushed. 

“sorry, what was your name again, hyuck right?” you quickly glanced at the nametag hanging nicely on his apron. “i’m in a rush right now, can i get a,” you scanned over the menu behind him, “uh, white coffee, please?”. 

“that will be six dollars. you can use the restroom in the meantime to, you know, touch up your makeup and stuff,” he takes the bills from your hand, putting them in the machine in front of him before flashing you with that warm smile of his. you wished him a quick thanks before disappearing into the back of the place.

now that was embarrassing.

your eyes scanned over the hall to find your friend before hearing her shout your name from across. damn, why does she have to be so loud? stares were directed towards you as you walked up the stairs to your designated seat. all the chatter going on in the lecture hall became quiet as soon as your professor placed her things on the desk, which means class has started. 

after hearing a two-hour lecture and writing some notes - where suddenly song lyrics and scribbles appear - the words you’ve been waiting to hear finally echoed through the speakers. 

“class is dismissed, thank you everyone for listening,” mrs. hui’s voice later being flushed out by the buzzing voices of the students walking out the hall, determined to finish their own activities. you stuffed your ipad and papers into your light yellow jansport backpack before going out to meet vic who’s waiting for you outside. 

“i’m exhausted, what did she even teach just now?” vic sighed to her heart’s content. you can’t blame her, today’s topic was quite complicated. circuits analysis or something? you can’t really wrap your head around it, your brain being stuffed with all the information. vic kept on ranting  about the problems she faced from the moment she woke up, making you giggle at some comments she made. 

“wait for me, i’m almost done,” he folded his apron neatly before shoving it into the drawer and grabbing his bag from the counter to join jaemin, who’s waiting at the front door with the keycard. hyuck accepted jaemin’s request to help him with some shopping for his sister’s birthday party next week. obviously, the rest of the staff were also invited. 

jaemin divided the shopping list into two, allowing hyuck to find the rest of the things with ease.

“now where are the streamers…” he muttered out loud enough for himself to hear, crouching down to browse through the party decorations on the shelf. or he thought so, as you could hear him sighing clearly in dire need of the certain decoration, that you decided to help him out. 

“um, hyuck? i think the party streamers are in the aisle beside this one? you look a bit troubled there,” you chuckled lightly. the heat flushed to his cheeks, feeling dumbfounded. 

“really? uh, thank you for the help,” he gave you a small grin that could hardly be seen if you didn’t spot the corner of his lips. and with that, he’s long gone with his shopping basket.

you are fond of the atmosphere you’re in right now. the decorations left you in awe - white and pink silk hanging from the wall with silver letter balloons spelling out happy birthday stitched onto them. you can see jaemin’s sister, eun-ji, being carried out of her room with a small flowy white dress and wearing a golden bow on her head, her brunette hair being tied into ponytails. the na family really adore their youngest girl.

meanwhile, there are only a couple of adults your age attending the party -  jaemin’s co-workers, some of his other friends which you aren’t familiar with and hyuck. he looked rather chill, with an oversized beige sweater and white jeans to suit the party’s theme. you’re not quite bad as well, your hair combed nicely and kept neat with a headband, a white sundress with strawberry patterns on it fit nicely on your figure, complemented with a heart-locket necklace placed on your collarbones. before reaching jaemin’s house, you made sure to drop by a local store to get some gifts for eun-ji. she’s a very well-mannered kid which made you adore her very much.

“y/n? very glad to see you here,” hyuck said as he approached you, offering you a plate of cake which he cut.

“i could say the same to you too, mr. lee,” you let out a soft laugh. he made sure to keep a mental note over how pretty you looked today.

“y/n, hyuck! glad you two broke the ice, did you know how hurt i was seeing you two act like strangers whenever y/n came by the cafe?” jaemin enveloping you into a small hug before fake pouting. you can only laugh at the fake debate the two guys in front of you were having. after conversing with hyuck and jaemin for quite some time, you realised that he’s a cool person to talk to, where all this time, you thought he hated you for some reason. before leaving, you made sure to thank mrs. na for hosting the party and off you went home. 

following the previous encounters, hyuck felt much more comfortable around you - even hanging out with you during his shift where you would do your assignments at the cafe he’s working at. every now and then, he would also invite you to hang out with him and jaemin. however, what he didn’t realise was how he slowly pent up feelings - romantically. 

ding dong!

he pressed on the doorbell button with a box of doughnuts in his left hand. the three of you were supposed to be having a movie night, but jaemin got caught up with his groupwork which leaves the two of you alone. 

“hey hyuck! come in,” you gestured, arranging the cushions on your sofa to make it look more organized. the interior of your rented apartment is calming, the light grey walls suiting the navy blue sofa and furniture with darker undertones. the walls are also not left empty, with modern art portraits hanging from it. 

“i brought donuts, your favourite, right?” he opened the box, placing it on the coffee table while you set up the television. you wished him a quick thank you before grabbing two canned drinks from the refrigerator, handing one to him and pressing play on the remote control. you two weren’t quiet throughout the whole movie, with snarky comments on how hot the actors were or how stupid they were being were made. 

he didn’t know you were sleepy though as all of a sudden, he could feel the weight of your head on top of his shoulder. it was a rather awkward situation as he didn’t move at all so you could sleep comfortably. before long, he joined you and dozed off to wonderland. the next morning, you were more than embarrassed to find yourself cuddling up to him, with the next movie still playing on the screen.

seeing your figure outside the front door made hyuck more excited to greet you today. after making a quick order for a green tea latte, you fished out your purse from your handbag, feeling frantic if you’ve lost it outside. luckily, you were the only customer in line as the rest of them were already seated and carrying out their own businesses.

“sorry, but i think this might be yours,” you turned around to find a tall-looking guy handing out your black purse. a wave of relief washed over your soul, thanking the latter profusely.

“mind if i buy you a drink? i hate feeling like i owe someone,” you offered, which he gladly accepted. 

“i’d like a double espresso, please,” he kept his hands into his pockets. 

“and your name, sir?” hyuck looked mildly bothered.

“yukhei,” he ran his slightly blonde hair through the slender fingers. hyuck hated how cocky he looked, feeling more annoyed than ever over the scene that was played in front of him just now. he hated how yukhei looked at you. 

why should he get jealous? he’s just a mere friend to you, that’s all. you have to stop overreacting, hyuck. 

those words kept running through his mind all day.

“dude, are you okay? you looked-” jaemin opened the staff room, interrupting him from the self-talk he was having, “-distracted,” finishing up his sentence. 

“nope, i’m just fine,” he said, bringing the honey smile back onto his face. jaemin nodded before disappearing back to the front to serve the customers. 

stop being so jealous, hyuck. you’re just a friend. not more, not less. 

“jaemin, how do you know if you like someone?” that question is kind of shocking to him, especially if it’s coming from hyuck. of course, he’s had a crush before but it was during middle school. just a silly, little crush. growing up, he’s never had one - not even in high school.

“you’ve asked the right person,” jaemin managed to do his obnoxious voice, even while driving the car. he’s right, he is the matchmaker of the friend group, just how many relationships worked out because of him? eyes still focused on the road - he’s a responsible driver of course, he began to explain the feeling to hyuck, making his points loud and clear.

“first of all, you start feeling a little too happy whenever you’re around them. and no, this is not the oh-we’re-best-friends-forever type of happy, it’s the i’ll-make-you-the-happiest-person-on-earth one. not to forget, you will also experience some kind of turbulence in your heart, expect them to be jumping around a bit. or a lot, whichever suits you the best.

you also tend to feel nervous around that person. like, stuttering your words in obvious or non-obvious ways, feeling faster heartbeats than usual, you name it. oh! if you’ve ever felt jealous whenever they are around someone else, i mean, in affectionate ways, you might have one. however, my tip is for you not to act out of your mind. you don’t want to ruin whatever relationship you have currently, do you?” even when driving, he still managed to deliver his points with full precision and accuracy. 

nodding his head, hyuck took some mental notes to be thought through when he gets home. 

hyuck stared at you, whose figure is snoring soundly on his lap. he assumed you must be feeling exhausted, mid-terms just ended after all. while threading his fingers through your hair, he remembered what jaemin said to him weeks earlier.

1. being happy around them

like jaemin said, it is normal to be happy around your friends. but being with you, it kind of gave more joy for him. not to mention that he started to catch himself smiling over your texts and being reminded of you over small things - your favorite donut topping, the name of that one stray puppy you gave. 

2. feeling nervous around them

his heart would beat a lot faster whenever you get closer towards him, whether accidentally or to mess with him. 

3. getting jealous over someone else

he shouldn’t be jealous of how yukhei looked at you. but he seriously can’t help it. and the way he’s always there during your hangouts. he doesn’t care if he seems petty, yukhei just isn’t in his favour.

his deep thoughts came to a halt when you called out his name, eyes still half-closed, attempting to open them a bit more. 

“did i interrupt you or something? gosh, i’m so sorry,” you quickly stood up but he pulls your body back onto his lap, asking for you to stay.

“what are we?” that question caught you off-guard. the same one that has been at debate in the back of your mind these days. 

i don’t know hyuck, it’s complicated. 

“what do you think we are, hyuck?” you shot the question back at him, your gaze piercing through his soul.

“i don’t know. it’s just-” 

“are you sure?” a deep sigh left your lips. have you been interpreting his body languages wrong? did he only see you as a normal friend, nothing more? 

“sorry, i’m not feeling well. see you later hyuck, bye,” you tried your best to shoot the sweet smile of yours but only a faint one seemed to appear. once you stepped out of the room, he buried his face into his hands. 

god, what have i done?

“don’t feel too down, y/n. maybe there’s something more that he couldn’t bring himself to say?” vic suggested, handing you some tissue.

“i don’t know, i seriously have no idea. why can’t he just say it?” you continued to sob into her arms, she pitied you, especially in your condition right now. but she can’t do anything to help you, other than consoling and listening. 

jaemin knew something was wrong, from your rare visits to the cafe to hyuck not being himself lately. something was definitely wrong and it’s between the both of you. sure, hyuck might be saying that he’s fine again and again, but his expressions can’t lie. the sweet smile of his is long gone and his jokes are no longer heard. whatever it is, jaemin is determined to solve it. he just wants his best friends back. 

looks of dismay can be read all over hyuck’s face when the person facing him is no other than the guy himself, yukhei. still, he tried to control his composure, not making his inner feelings any more obvious.

“so what brings you here?” he took a sip of the mineral water, still making his throat rough from the tension hanging in the air. 

“look, i’m not here for any fights. i know you like y/n, everybody can see it. and honestly, you were oblivious to your own feelings,” he rubbed his hands together. the latter’s puzzled face made him continue his words.

“i’m not trying to make her like me, or whatever you’ve been assuming. sorry if i gave the wrong message but you are the one who should make a move. i can see from the way she looks at you, the feelings are mutual,” he straightened up the denim jacket outside the white shirt wrapping his figure. 

letting out a heavy sigh, hyuck’s face begins to soften up. “no, i should be the one who’s sorry. i’ve been such a prick to everyone around me lately, especially you,” he took of the cap from his head, messing up his hair. 

“no problem, bro. it’s understandable, i guess. now good luck with her, please treat her well,” the two guys exchanged a fist bump for the problem solved. jaemin leaned his back against the wall, smiling and feeling satisfied.

you called out jaemin’s name but to no avail. he invited you to his apartment but seeing that the lights are out, it’s clear enough that he hasn’t finished whatever he was doing yet. just as you were about to leave, you saw hyuck at the other side of it, both your faces mirroring the same look of confusion.

“so, uh, how have you been doing these days? it’s been a while since we talked,” he chose to break the silence. now, you two were sitting facing each other by the balcony. inhaling the breeze, you paused for a moment before responding to his question.

“i’ve been feeling, not as usual. definitely not happy but not that sad,” you pushed some of the loose hair strands hanging on your forehead behind your ears before asking about his.

“you know what, i’m just going to be direct with you. i, lee donghyuck have been holding feelings for you since i don’t know when. yeah sure, i wasn’t really sure at first about what i was going through. i guess i was just scared of how you would react,” he scratched his ears which are not feeling itchy at all, but rather an attempt to distract himself from the overwhelming emotions deep inside him. 

not wanting to waste time any longer, you placed your right hand onto his cheek, standing on the heels of your feet to bring your two lips together. the kiss was short before he pulls you back in for another, this time a more passionate one. he could feel you smile against his lips before enveloping your body into his arms.

“i’ve missed you, you know?” he whispered, his voice tender, directing right into your ears before you replied with how you missed him more. the both of you continued to whisper sweet nothings while embracing each other’s presence. 

jaemin looked at the both of you from a distance, his heart swelling with pride. 

— another pair of lovers matched, cupid jaemin signing out.

[cryonme]

Sunflower

word count- 1.4k

tw- alcohol, weed, cursing? idk but probably, mentions of a bad relationship, some tears, Luke been cute. lmk if I missed anything.

mentions- luke, sage, calum, fiona, sage’s ex boyfriend

a/n- hellOOO!!!! SOO, this is the first part in the Luke + Sage series, but the second in the crazy eights. The beginning of Luke and sage!! I love these two so much and I’m so excited for you all to get to know them!! This is loosely based on Sunflower by Rex Orange County. hope u all enjoy, I love feedback!! xo Roxie.

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“Sage West!”

Sage took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She’d recognize that voice anywhere.

“Luke Hemmings.” She mustered up the biggest, toothiest smile she could and shot it at him.

“What are you up to tonight, my sunflower?”

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Sage huffed and spun around on her heel, making a beeline for the register so that there would be a barrier between the two.

“What?” Luke jogged behind her, leaning his elbows on the counter to get closer to the girl he so adored.

“You seem to keep forgetting the minor detail that I have a boyfriend.”

“That you hate.”

“Luke!”

“Look, it’s a party. Bring him.” Luke slipped you a piece of paper with a phone number and address on it.

“Text me if you have any questions.”

Sage took her second deep breath of the morning as she stared at the paper. She loved Luke. More than she should love a regular customer who seems to only come in to flirt with her. The first time she met Luke she knew exactly who he was, obviously. She worked at a record store, she’s got his albums stocked just about everywhere. She pretended that she didn’t know him, and he tried to pretend like he wasn’t falling in love at first sight. He’s come back multiple times a week since then. Only problem was her boyfriend. Her boyfriend who takes advantage of her kindness and soft spokenness and walks all over her.

She grabbed the paper and shoved it in her back pocket, she wasn’t gonna go, but throwing out Luke Hemmings’ phone number just didn’t feel right.

-

The second Sage stepped foot into the house party she wanted to turn around, run home, get under her covers, and never come out.

Her plan was ruined when Luke made eye contact with her in less than 5 seconds.

“West!” He called out with the brightest smile on his face. Fuck, she loved that smile.

Before she knew it the tall blonde was stopped right in front of her.

“Let’s get you a drink, sunflower!”

“My name is Sage.” She said quietly while involuntarily squeezing Luke’s hand as she took in the party crowd.

He turned to her and smiled, but said nothing. He finally stopped the two of you at a large table in the dining room, filled to the edges with different kinds of alcohol.

“Pick your poison, Sunny!”

“Sage.” The girl reached out her lanky hand and grabbed one of the only unopened beers. “Weed?”

Luke smiled. “Fuck yeah. Let’s find Calum.”

Sage didn’t have to ask who Calum was. Again, the girl worked in a record store.

Luke grabbed her hand once again, she let it slide because if he didn’t she’d probably get lost.

“Who’s house is this anyway?” She asked, but Luke stopped paying attention to her and had his eyes on a crying girl.

“Fi? Hey, what happened?”

“Ask Calum.” She spat and shoved past Luke.

Calum came not too long after, Luke stopped him to let him know he better fix whatever he did.

Once Calum was out of sight Luke turned back to Sage.

“Stupid shits have been in love with each other for years. Took Calum’s joint.” He held up the perfectly rolled paper in his fingers. “Let’s go!” He grabbed her hand once again.

Luke had barely relaxed until him and Sage were comfortably seated on the patio. He pulled out the joint and stuck it between the girl’s lips, holding out his lighter and lighting the end of it.

“No boyfriend?”

“He wasn’t home when I left.” She stated dryly before taking a large inhale of the smoke and handing the joint to Luke.

“Hm.” Luke hummed, not wanting to pry and cause the girl to leave.

“How long you two been together?” He asked, blowing out smoke and handing the joint back to the girl.

“Three years.”

“Damn, Sunny.”

“Why do you call me that?”

“Suits you.” “Hm.” It was Sage’s turn to hum.

“Ya know, sometimes I don’t wanna go home.” Sage said quietly, almost to where Luke didn’t hear her.

“How come?”

“He scares me.”

Luke’s heart shattered. Sage was the sweetest girl he’d ever come across, he hated that stupid relationship she was in. They never saw each other outside of the record shop but when she did mention her boyfriend he’d notice her shoulders drop or her fingers start to fidget.

“So why do you?”

Sage shrugged. “Can’t bring myself to leave.”

“Does he hit you?”

She shook her head rapidly. “No, just yells a lot. Says mean stuff.”

If Luke had blinked at the right moment he would’ve missed her wipe a tear.

“You can’t stay with someone like that, Sunny. That’s not- I mean, being scared to go home? That can’t be love.”

“What am I supposed to do?”

“You could stay with me, I don’t wanna see you cry, Sage.” Luke offered in all seriousness. Not a hint of humor in his eyes.

Sage rolled her eyes. “I barely know you, Luke.”

Luke cleared his throat. “I’m Luke Robert Hemmings, I’m from Australia. I’ve got a dog named Petunia, my favorite color is blue, I’m in a stupid band, I have two brothers, and I really like Jack in the box. Anything else?”

Sage laughed, “I can’t, Luke.”

“You don’t have to feel this emptiness.” Luke said.

Sage brought her head up to look at the blond.

“I’m sorry, Luke.” Sage whispered and picked up her purse, making her way to the door. She started to open it then looked back at Luke. “Thanks.”

-

Luke couldn’t go to the record store, he was too embarrassed.

Of course she’s not gonna stay with you, you dick.

“I’m worried about her, honestly.” Luke huffed at breakfast. “Her boyfriend scares her, I mean, it can’t be good.”

“She has your number. I’m sure she’ll call if things get bad.” Calum said, reaching over to grab a strawberry off of Fiona’s plate.

“She had a point, you know. She doesn’t know you.”

“I’m a celebrity. How much shit could I possibly have to hide?”

Fiona shrugged like he had a point.

“My advice? Give it time. Be her friend, help her through it, be the shoulder to cry on right now. From what you’ve told me I can tell she likes you too, but give her time. Relationships like that are scary, can’t really just up and leave.” Fiona said.

Luke nodded. He would wait forever if he had to.

-

About two weeks after the party and Luke had made no contact with Sage. Fiona said she would most likely come to him but he was sick of waiting. He didn’t have a phone number and he didn’t want to upset her while she was at work. Not knowing if he was gonna be able to see her again was killing him.

Luke had just finished up writing a couple verses for a new song when there was a timid knock at the door, he probably wouldn’t have heard it if it wasn’t for Petunia nearly losing her mind.

“Calm down!” He whisper-yelled at the dog as he made his way to the door. Once he swung it open he was met with a very shaky and crying Sage.

“Sage? Come in, Sunny, come in.”

The girl took in an uneven breath and rushed through the door as if someone was chasing her and Luke hurriedly closed the door and locked it before turning to her.

“I didn’t know where else to go.” She whimpered and Luke didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around her.

“We need to get you some friends, Sunny.” He said sarcastically and Sage let out a laugh.

“I guess so.”

“Boyfriend?”

“Out of the picture.”

“Good. Asshole.” Luke huffed and separated himself from her, arms still around her waist.

“Staying here?”

She nodded.

“Tea?

Another nod.

Luke nodded and brought her to the kitchen, making her a cup of tea before showing her to the guest bedroom next to his.

He showed her the bathroom, the clean towels, the extra blankets, and the laundry room.

“Can I come with you in the morning to pick up your stuff?” He asked her once she had settled herself on the bed in her pajamas.

“Please.”

Luke nodded. “Hey, how did you find my apartment?”

Sage could feel her cheeks heat up. “I may have googled your address?”

The boy laughed, “Couldn’t give me a call?”

“Asshole ripped up the paper you gave me. Said I was cheating.”

Luke’s heart sank. He didn’t respond, just walked to her and bent down, pressing a soft kiss to her head.

“I promise I’m the one for you.”

[sunflowerhae]

->You’re Mesmerized Bonus

please read this first!

songs • Butterfly’s Repose- Zabawa

•your group had a tradition (when didnt u) of having one big sleepover once a month

•u would transition between each persons house, and it made it even longer with three new members in ur group

•but this month it was ur house

•and when y’all went to your house

•y’all knew a death game of karaoke had to be involved

•it was simple, u put all of ur names into a hat, and then pull out how ever many names y’all want,

•okay say u pulled out two

•and then the two ppl had to agree on one song to duet together in 5-10 seconds

•if they agreed in 1-5 seconds, they didn’t have to do anything

•if they agreed in 6-10 seconds, they had to take two shots

•if they agreed in 11 seconds of more, they had to do a dare given to them by the rest of the ppl

•after they sang the song ofc

•if they didn’t do the dare, then they had to answer two truths, as well as take four shots

•whoever is the drunkest by the end of the night has to sing a solo song chosen by the rest of the group as the closer for the game

•(bruh i just came up w that on the spot i am SO SMART)

•(lmk if u play it and how it goes hahah)

•tonight was a special night for one(1) reason

•haechan had finally agreed to bring Jane to an event

•she didn’t hang out w u guys during lunch, having her own friend group, but she did sometimes come over

•but haechan had yet to invite her to one of ur groups many outings

•”whhyyyyy we need another girl in the group” -u and heather

•”you bitches are barely girls, ur like crazy rats” -haechan

•”crazy beautiful rats!” -renjun, enforced by jeno

•so he finally brought her

•so by COINCIDENCE, u, heather, AND jane had all been picked

•and oh my god

•ur minds are deadass on the same wavelengths cause

•it took u only 3(three) seconds to figure it out

•you: bruh, banana allergy monkey by OH MY GIRL BANHANA

•heather: why was i thinking the same thing

•jane: okay but,,,same

•y’all still took a shot doe

•but you were all cutely singing and doing the dance moves

•u turned during the dance break part, just to see renjun laughing at you with literal hearts in his eyes

•he had asked u to be his gf FINALLY two months prior

•and y’all had yet to say the L word

•that doesn’t stop you from thinkin it doe

•honestly, you were being a bit,,

•okay,, you were scared

•bc. what if a new heather came along and stole him from u?

•what if you died alone?

•what if he didn’t love u and broke up w you bc he could never love u?

•i mean, to be fair you knew he really liked u

•u had found his..many..notebooks filled w you

•when you confronted him abt it

•he begrudgingly admitted that he had had a crush on u since freshman year

•you didn’t even know he had biology w you, too busy being excited that you shared the class with Haechan

•but when u turned and looked at renjun laughing

•you couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed by it

•you’re next part came in, and the girls called for you, but you werent singing

•all you could do was stand there and stare at renjun

•you didn’t even notice you had started crying, until renjun’s look of love turned into one of worry, and he got up and practically ran to your side before putting his hands on ur cheek and wiping away ur tears

•”baby what’s wrong?”

•u set down the microphone in ur hand, and took renjun’s hand in yours before leading outside to your backyard

•u didn’t waste any time

•once you got to an area where u knew ur friends couldn’t see u

•you kissed renjun w literally sm force

•y’all had kissed before, this wasn’t new

•what was new was what u said after

•”i love you, renjun. i was scared to say it for a while, but looking at you in there, i realized i’m not scared anymore. i’m not scared to love you.”

•renjun was

•crying

•he was crying

•oh fuck

•it was your turn to wipe his tears away as you held each other in your arms

•”i love you too. i love you so much.”

[8zs]

Library

(gif is not mine)

Pairing: Seonghwa x reader

Genre: Enemies to lovers au, Fluff

Words: 1.066

Song: Looking Out For You - Joy Again

A/n: listen to that song PLEASE it screams hwa.... also ignore that this is my worst work yet im rly sorry.... if u want me to rewrite it or do something completely different just lmk.... ily ): 

You hadn’t always hated Seonghwa. But when he broke your friend’s heart in sixth grade, you couldn’t help but resent him. It was kind of lame, really.

You still treated him poorly for what he did so many years ago. You weren’t even friends with that girl anymore.  She dropped you for other people, ‘prettier and more popular people’ she had said.

So you blamed all of that on the raven haired guy. It’s not like it was one sided, though. He hated you, too. You didn’t know why, but you could care less.

You just got your report card, and you were failing math… You got an F. Your teacher told you that you were getting a tutor. You still heard her voice when she told you the most unpleasant thing.

“You’re gonna get a tutor for math, we’ve already discussed it with him and Park Seonghwa will be tutoring you starting next week. Okay?”

You had simply nodded and told her it was fine.

“Can you believe this shit, Wooyoung? Seonghwa is gonna tutor me. Seonghwa out of all the people in our class. That Yeosang guy is smart, right? I heard he got straight A’s in math. Why can’t he tutor me?!”

Wooyoung snickered and shook his head. “Stop being so dramatic, (y/n). Maybe you can over your dumb grudge and befriend him.”

You laughed. “No way! Just because he’s extremely good looking and popular and, soon, tutoring me in math doesn’t mean anything. He’s still a fucktard, I don’t care.”

“So, you think he’s good looking?” Wooyoung winked at you.

“Shut up, Woo. I’m not gonna deny the facts, everyone knows he’s hot and I bet he knows it just as well.”

The weekend came sooner than you liked, and it was over just as quick. You were walking to the library where you were supposed to meet Seonghwa every Monday, Thursday and Friday. You grimaced, this was gonna be a disaster.

As soon as you walked in, you saw he had company. You rolled your eyes and walked over to him. You sat down next to his friend, who you recognized to be Mingi.

Mingi was actually pretty nice, he always sat next to you in history and often made small talk with you before class started.

“Hi Mingi, Seonghwa.” You said and they turned to look at you. Mingi grinned and patted your back. “Hey (y/n), nice to see you here, but I promised Seonhwa I would leave when you came. So! See you guys later!” He said and winked at Seonghwa.

Seonghwa rolled his eyes. “Anyways, what do you need help with?”

It was your turn to roll your eyes now. “Shouldn’t you know that? You and Mrs. Lim discussed it.”

He scoffed. “Just give me your tests from this trimester.”

You got the tests out of your bag and handed them to him. He looked at them and a hum left his throat. “Okay, so what I get from this is that...”

It’s been two months since Seonghwa started tutoring you, and it was safe to say you didn’t hate him anymore.

You hated to admit it, but you might even like him a bit. Disgusting! How could you?

It wasn’t like you wanted to like him, but as you worked together and your grades got better you started to notice little things. Like when he’s struggling to explain something he sticks his tongue out from between his lips. When he’s unsure about something he tilts his head a bit to the side and gives a nervous smile.

It’s those little things you started noticing, and those things made you realize just how enchanting he was.

Seonghwa on the other hand, he had never hated you, or had any negative feelings towards you. He had liked you since sophomore year. Kind of embarrassing, he thought.

But you’ve never showed interest in him, you’ve never been nice to him. He didn’t know why you hated him, or acted like you did.

You really had no reason to hate him, you had quickly realized that. He was so sweet and caring and it seemed like he wanted you to pass.

“Hey.” You plopped down next to Seonghwa in the library chairs. “Hi.”

He started explaining the new subject matter and you two got to work.

It was almost 5PM when you looked at the clock. “Oh, it’s kind of late… Do you wanna go home for dinner?” Seonghwa just looked at you. “(y/n), why do you hate me?”

The question caught you off guard. You looked down and started playing with your bracelet.

“I don’t- I don’t hate you… I mean, I know I act like I do. But I don’t , well not anymore actually…”

“Why did you hate me, then?”

“It’s a dumb and stupid reason, it’s embarrassing…”

He looked at you, giving you an encouraging look to continue.

You sighed. “Remember Minjoo from sixth grade? Yeah, you broke her heart and she was my best friend at the time. So I guess that’s why I started hating you, and I just… I don’t know, I’m sorry”

Seonghwa just chuckled. “Is that all?”

You playfully hit his arm. “Hey! For a sixth grader that’s a valid reason!”

He hummed in response. “I guess you could say that.”

“I don’t hate you anymore, though.” You said in a soft voice.

He looked you in the eye and raised an eyebrow. “Hm? And why’s that?”

“I’ve become used to you.”

“Is that a good or bad thing?”

“I guess it’s a good thing.”

He smiled. “Do you maybe wanna get dinner together?”

You looked down to hide your blush. “Yeah, that’d be nice.”

The rest of the evening went by pretty quickly and you two had lots of fun. He walked you home and when you got to your door, you turned around to face him.

“It was fun with you, Seonghwa.”  He nodded. “Yeah, it wasn’t that bad hanging out with you.” He joked.

You giggled and looked at his face. When did he get so handsome? And since when did his eyes sparkle that prettily?

“(y/n)? Do you maybe wanna do this again sometime?”

You nodded. “I’d love that…”

“Okay, it’s a date.” He winked.

You smiled, looking down to hide your blush. He gave you a hug and pecked your cheek.

“See you tomorrow at the library~”

[scuzmunkie]

Love is Blind: Chapter 4

A/N: My darling little pumpkins!! Thank you so much for all the love and support!!! Here’s chapter 4!! As always, lmk I there are any mistakes! I really appreciate all the feedback and reviews! Lmk if you’d like to be added to the tag list!! Enjoy!!

Seth Rollins x Blind OFC

Warnings: Language, feels, there’s a bit of an uncomfortable scene (slight  sexual assault) so it might be triggering for some so please don’t read if it’s uneasy for you!! I want to make sure all my readers are happy and comfortable!

Word Count: 2000+

Summary: Seth was Lily’s world, she was foolish enough to think that she was his. That is until he leaves her behind in pursuit of his dreams. What happens when fate throws them together again years after the heartache and tears? How can Lily see past the pain of the past when she can’t see at all?    

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Lily hummed to herself, as she slaved away in the kitchen when she smelt the sweet perfume of Renee.

“Hey Re-Re!” She said, popping a strawberry in her mouth.

“Hey! Whatcha doin?” She asked as she side hugged Lily. She looked down and noticed that Lily was wearing Seth’s favorite A Day to Remember T-shirt. “Did you steal this from Seth?” She asked with a giggle.

“Well... I mean, steal is a strong word, I look at it more as borrowing. And to answer your question, I thought I’d make Seth a birthday cake and double it as a six month anniversary cake.” Lily answered, holding a frosting covered spatula out to where Renee’s voice was. “Wanna taste?”

Renee eagerly took the tasty treat bringing it to her lips and indulged in the chocolaty goodness.

“Mmmmmm!! Oh, wow, he is gonna love this. Lucky bastard...” Renee said with a mouth full of frosting.

Lily couldn’t help but smile at the life she was living. She had an amazing group of friends, a major she loved and a wonderful boyfriend. Never in a million years did she think she’d be so lucky. Seth made her feel safe, like she could do anything. He didn’t see her as broken like so many had before. Their relationship hadn’t had any speed bumps accept when jealousy reared it’s ugly head a few months ago.

—-

Lily was waiting for Seth outside the weight room when she was struck by an overly strong scent of cologne. She crinkled her nose, feeling dizzy from the overwhelming aroma. There was another scent that was just as heavy, alcohol. She suddenly felt an arm draped around her shoulders.

“Well, well, *hiccup* well. If it isn’t Sethie’s little blind bitch.” He said, his breath fanning over Lily’s face. She new that voice, it belonged to Micah. Seth came home about a week ago fuming. He didn’t say anything, just grabbed her and held her for hours. Later on Renee told her that Micah was insanely jealous of Seth to the point where he purposely tried to injure him when they sparred, resulting in coach kicking Micah off the team.

“What do you want, Micah?” Lily asked, trying to make her voice as steady as possible but failing miserably.

“I was just admiring the view. That a problem?” His words slurred.

“Um, actually yes, I don’t exactly like it when people stare at me.”

She felt him move closer, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, “What if I told you I don’t care?”

Lily shivered, fear creeping its way down her spine.

“Please, just leave me alone. Seth will be out here any minute!!” She tried to walk away only to be pulled back and pinned against a near by wall.

“No one cares. What’s so great about him?! He’s just a punk ass bitch. Stay and play with me!” He said with a cruel laugh. His grip on her shoulders tightened causing her to wince in pain. When she tried to push him off he violently grabbed her wrists with one of his hands and pinned them above her head.

Lily began to panic, tears streaming down her face as his free hand started exploring her body and felt his drunken lips on the sensitive skin of her neck. She mustered up all the strength she could, taking a deep breath.

“SEEEEEEETH!!!!” She screamed at the top of her lungs.

—-

Seth was bench pressing with Roman and Dean, laughing about some lame ass joke Dean made at Roman’s expense, when all three men’s heads snapped towards the door at the sound of Lily screaming for Seth. They ran out of the door and found Micah with his disgusting hands all over Lily. Seth saw red, his blood boiling, he charged Micah, grabbing the back of his shirt and threw him onto the ground. He pounced on him, landing punch after punch to Micah’s face. He would’ve kept beating him until he heard his angels voice.

“Seth, please...” She softly pleaded. He looked over his shoulder seeing Lily reaching her arms out in his direction from the safety of Roman’s arms. His heart immediately melted. He stood and pulled her into his arms, one arm wrapped tightly around her waist, his free hand cradling her head as she clutched his shirt, crying into his chest.

“It’s ok, pretty baby. I’m here now. You’re safe, you’re safe.” By this time, coach was there with the local authorities slapping handcuffs on Micah.

That night Seth held Lily as close as humanly possible, comforting her when she woke from nightmares from the horrific events earlier that day.

—-

She was brought back to reality when she heard Renee walking and the sound of papers rustling.

“What is this? ‘The Bed Song’ ?” Renee asked, looking at sheet music and lyrics printed with braille under each word.

“Oh, that’s a song I’m working on with Amanda. She needs help now more than ever since Brian and her went separate ways. Now she’s concentrating on a solo career.”

Renee read over the lyrics and couldn’t help but tear up a little. Lily heard Renee sniffle and slowly made her way over to the blonde.

“You ok, sweetie?” Lily asked as she wrapped her arms around her friend.

“Yeah, it’s just kinda sad.”

“Oh yeah, I bawled like a bitch when I first read it.” Lily admitted, giving Renee one last squeeze as before she went back to the task at hand. She frosted the cake and cut the strawberries.

“Hey, Renee? You wanna come help me decorate?”

“Absolutely!” She answered as she dipped a strawberry in the extra frosting. The two girls laughed and chatted with each other as they finished the cake.

—-

Roman and Dean sat in Dean’s apartment watching Seth pace back and forth.

“What the hell am I gonna do?! How do I break the news?!” Seth asked his friends, praying they had the answers.

“Wait, you still haven’t told her yet?!” Roman asked, feeling himself getting pissed off. He, like Seth, Dean and Renee, had grown very close to Lily and he thought of her like a little sister. He was very protective of her and he knew this would hurt her.

“I mean, she loves you, right? She should be ok with it. I mean this is our dream! Working at WWE has been our goal since we were kids!!” Dean said.

“You don’t think I know that?! Did they tell you when we need to report?! Six days, man, SIX days!! This is gonna shatter her.”

“Well you should’ve told her when we all found out two months ago, dumbass!!” Roman countered.

Seth finally sat down, putting his face in his hands. “This is gonna break her heart.” he mumbled.

Dean sighed next to Seth, “Better just treat it like a bandaid man...” just then Dean’s phone went off.

“Hey doll, what’s u- easy... Yeah, he’s here... what do you mean ‘late’?”

“OH SHIT!!! I’m supposed to be with Lily right now!! She said she had a surprise for me. DAMNIT!!” With that he hauled ass out the door.

“This is gonna blow up...” Roman said sadly.

—-

Lily sat at the table in her favorite little black dress, her hair done and makeup on, courtesy of Renee. Seth was supposed to be here over an hour ago. Was he ok? Oh gosh, what if Micah got out and did something horrible to Seth?! Just as her worse fears started to plague her mind she heard the front door open.

“Baby, I am so sorry!! I lost track of time!!” He said as he wrapped his arms around her from behind, kissing her cheek. He closed his eyes, taking in her scent. Something he was sorely going to miss. Lily could sense something was off. He felt rigid, stressed almost. He sat down across from her and finally took in her appearance. She got all dolled up just for him.

“Wow, you look beautiful, babe.” He said with a mesmerized smile.

“Seth?”

“And this cake! It looks and smells amazing!”

“Seth?!”

“Y’know what? I’ll grab us some plates, forks and a knife and we’ll cut this bad boy up.” He said, going to stand.

“SETH!” Lily said sternly, stopping Seth in his tracks. “What’s wrong? You’ve been off these past couple days and I’m worried.”

Seth just stared at her. How did she always know what was up with him? He sighed, it was now or never. Lily could hear his fingers tapping nervously against the table, like he was fighting an internal battle in his head. She reached her hand across the table feeling for his hand, gently squeezing it when she found it.

“Seth, whatever it is, you can tell me, we’ll get through it together.” She said, giving him a reassuring smile. Placing his other hand on hers, he decided that it’s time.

“Ok.... Dean, Roman and I, um, got signed by the WWE for the NXT division so I have to drop outta college and report to WWE headquarters.” He said in one breath, dreading her reaction. She jumped up from her seat causing Seth to stand from his chair and watched her as she felt her way to him.

“THAT’S AMAZING!!! I’m so happy for you!!” She exclaimed, throwing her arms around his neck!! “Why were you so scared to tell me?!” She asked, giggling. Seth kissed her forehead before placing his on hers.

“Because... I have to leave in six days.” He felt her slightly flinch in his arms. Meanwhile, Lily felt her heart shatter and her world crumble. But she refused to be the reason he didn’t chase his dreams. No, she’ll do what she does best, support him 100%.... even if her heart was breaking on the inside. She mustn’t be selfish. She kissed his cheek and walked towards their bedroom. Seth knew he screwed the pooch by not telling her sooner. He chased after her, ready to plead, grovel and beg for her forgiveness, but to his surprise he saw her smiling, pulling clothes from his drawers.

“Um, baby, what are you doing?” He asked, still worried.

“You’ll need all your favorite clothes, not to mention we need to get you a new workout attire, these are practically threads and patches.” She said, holding up his spandex pants. Seth felt his heart race, just when he didn’t think he could love her more, she pulls something like this. He watched as she puttered around the room, gathering his things, when she walked in with a laundry basket full of clothes fresh from the dryer. She felt their fabrics, separating her clothes from his when she came across his T-shirt she was wearing earlier that day. That’s when the first tear fell. She held it close to her chest before folding it and placing it on their bed. Seth grabbed her wrist, taking the shirt from her hand.

“This is yours, babe. I want you to have it, wear it when you’re missing me.” He whispered, kissing her temple. It was then he noticed the tears in her eyes. He turned her in his arms and held her close. He knew that she was putting on a brave face for him. He didn’t deserve her, but he needed her.

—-

“I’m so scared, Renee. I feel so fearless with him. What am I gonna do by myself?” Lily said, lying next to Renee on Lily and Seth’s bed. “I mean, he’s leaving tomorrow.... oh my gosh, I must sound so selfish!! How are you doing? Are you gonna be ok with Dean leaving?!” She asked, realizing that she wasn’t the only one hurting right now. Renee snuggled closer to Lily, sad about what she was about to tell her.

“Um, I actually got a job with the WWE as well as a backstage interviewer.” She said, biting her thumb nail. Lily couldn’t help but feel like she was being left behind.

‘Don’t be a Debby Downer, little Lily.’ She could hear her mother say. She turned towards Renee and hugged her tightly.

“I’m proud of you Re-Re!! A-are you leaving with the boys?”

“I am.... I’m so sorry for not telling you earlier, I didn’t want you thinking that I’m abandoning you.” She said sadly.

“I know that! Just promise me you’ll keep in touch!”

“Always! Oh, I better get going, knowing Dean he hasn’t finished packing.” She touched Lily’s cheek. “I love you so much and will miss you like crazy.” She finished with a tight hug.

—-

The night was spent with Lily and Seth in each other’s embrace, Seth showing her how much he’ll miss her, his lips worshiping every inch of her body.

As Seth lay there sleeping in his usual position on Lily’s chest, she couldn’t sleep a wink. A small, bitter part of her wished so badly that Seth would change his mind and stay with her. Wasn’t she enough for him? Wasn’t she making him happy? She was ripped out of her selfish thoughts by a loud clap of thunder, causing her body to jolt, waking Seth. He looked up at her, cupping her cheek in his hand.

“Hey, hey, you’re ok pretty baby. It’s just a little thunder. I’ve got you.” She felt him kiss her collar bone soothingly, then falling back asleep.

She listened as the rain poured against the window. When she was certain Seth was sound asleep, she allowed her tears to fall.

Just as she was drifting to sleep she heard Seth’s alarm go off. This was it, time for her to put on her big girl panties and smile.

—-

Seth had all his things packed up in the car and was just about ready to leave. He pulled Lily into his arms, deeply kissing her.

“You have no idea how much you’ve saved me. I love you with everything inside me.” He whispered against her lips.

“I love you t-too. You make me so strong and brave. I’ll be here every s-step of the way!”

After what felt like an eternity, they finally pulled apart and Seth walked out of their, well, now her apartment. She walked into her bedroom, searching for his shirt, clutching it to her chest as if her life depended on it. Then, as if acting on their own accord, her feet carried her out the door, running after him. She ran into the rain, praying she didn’t miss him.

“SETH!” She yelled, hoping she’d hear him answer.

Seth, who was just about to shut his car door, turned at the sound of his name. He ran to meet her, clasping her arms.

“Baby, what’s wrong?!”

“Please...” she sobbed as the rain pelted her face, “don’t leave like this, s-stay with me.”

She couldn’t help but scoff at the cliche of it all. It felt like it came straight out of a sad movie, ‘girl stands in the rain in front of boy hoping she’s enough’.

She felt his lips on her forehead, a small gesture in hopes of calming her down.

“I promise I’ll stay in touch. I’ll call you every day and visit you when I’m in town.” He tells her trying desperately to reassure her that this isn’t the end of them.

She was stupid enough to believe him...

@haven-raven012591 @wrestlingfae @neversatisfiedgirl @lost-in-the-stories @calwitch @team-elias @panda-girl1999

[ideab4nk]

2, 11 and 23-29 :)

2) Did you make new friends thanks to BTS? 

???????YES??????? SOMNAY ? like ok if we’re talking Specifically bts then like ! milo , june, NIN, kellianne ???? maybe ?? idk we were both bts fans at the time we met but thats not Technically how we met idk but im counting it ! but extending it to kpop in general then like, a couple of my first friends on this site that helped me through some rly tough stuff, and more currently ALIYA !!!! sorry if im forgetting anyone else ! i still ly

11) Is there any BTS song that has a special meaning for you?

clearly i was just ranting abt tomorrow in the last answer so THAT ONE but since i already talked about it then i’ll say reflection and first love bc .. dude..

23) What immediately comes to your mind when you think of Jin?

probably that one bangtan bomb i think its called “VJ Jin returns?” idk lemme just link it actually 

oh ok i was mixing two together in my head the “VJ Jin Debut” and that one ^^ but heres debut https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uYre80nBJxI

anyway i think that one pops into my head bc at the end of debut jin is about to call himself “seokjin” instead of just jin and its cute u should watch it idk its just interesting to me to see them in their early days where theyre still getting a handle on their “idol personas” like i think jin had a hard time developing a public image separate from himself and that partly contributed to his lack of confidence early on but im just speculating out here ! and anyway thisis long

24) What immediately comes to your mind when you think of Yoongi?

GOD ... so many things . like. the agust d mixtape ? his verse in jod ? that part in miss right where hes like “the wind blows” or w/e and jungkook harmonizes w him and its my favorite audio BTS moment ? idk. i just rly love him and look up to him so its hard to be like uhhhh.. one moment in particular ? bc literally when i think of him i just think of . Him. like “oh that pisces bi disaster whom i love” djsndjcksndkj but RLY. idk i guess ?? i kind of just picture his gummy smile or him just hunched over a computer working. like thats his representation in my mind so its associated w his name or when im reminded of him or w/e. psych majors evaluate this

26) What immediately comes to your mind when you think of Hoseok?

(im doing 26 first bc it bothers me that its out of age order bc hoseoks older but w/e lets continue)

HMMMMM probably (this is weird) but my mom LMAO bc my mom rly loves hobi but other than that probably that part in woh where hes talkin about acne and pretends to squeeze a zit at the audience like iconic

25) What immediately comes to your mind when you think of Namjoon?

his verse in look here lol when hes like “teeny weenie minie” or w/e what a legend. but more generally like.. this is emo but the feeling of being lonely. i always imagine him being like. alone in the dorm while it rains working on music. idk. love my dad

27) What immediately comes to your mind when you think of Jimin? 

perfect man fancam and that bangtan bomb where hes showing his see-through shirt n he goes “see throoooough~.... OOP!” fjhndsjkndsk i love a boy

28) What immediately comes to your mind when you think of Taehyung? 

his Smile(tm) and also milo’s autistic hcs about him hello ! also his voice in jod. also his voice in lmk. also hold me tight. also strawberries. ok

29) What immediately comes to your mind when you think of Jungkook?

OMG probably the relay races idk.. like when hes doing physically demanding stuff like that he just looks so.. Jungkook. like idk. but also in that ep of run where theyre playing red light green light and jk started bboying and he froze like halfway thorugh a monkey swing and they were all laughing at him n he was so Pleased w himself. also that look he gets when hes listening/processing 

thank u for asking sorry this is so long i rly gotta stop writing essays out here !!

[tangerinewrites]

DAY 11: MINA

11/11/2020

wc: 3698

note: yeah i went off w this one at 7pm i had a goal 

After finishing her evaluations, all Mina could do was just remain anxious and dreadful for what the results could be. She knows from past experience that she should not get her expectations too high just because she had done well once. So as she stands in the practice room with all the other girls like they always do once a month, she looks at the coaches, Boyeon, and Seungkwan with anticipation and anxiety.

Truth be told, every time they make their announcements for who the next girl was going to be, she always feels anxious whenever she has to hear it. So this just felt routine for Mina at this point. Still, she listens to them patiently and hears what they both have to say.

“Good morning.” He starts it off like usual. “We’re here today because the eleventh member of HEARTZ has been chosen.”

Eleven. Even if Mina already knew that there was only few spots left for HEARTZ, it only hits her now on how there was only this month left to determine who could be the final member of the lineup. Just from knowing that, Mina already feels the pressure on her as well as all the other girls. Eleven girls are already confirmed to debut. She doesn’t know how the other ten girls were feeling, but she wouldn’t be surprised if this was surprising for them as well.

“We and the other coaches analyzed your performances from last month and decided, in unison, who will be the eleventh face to show the word under the name of HEARTZ,” Boyeon continues. Mina swears that every time she hears that number, it just raises her anxiety. But she continues to try and keep herself calm. If she thought about it any more, she’d probably start stressing out in front of everyone and she did not want to do that. “The girl of the month is…”

“It’s okay, Mina,” she mentally thinks to herself as she holds her breath. “You’re just freaking out over nothing. You will be fine! There’s no need to panic! It’s not like you’re not going to get a chance at this at all.”

“…KANG MINA! Congratulations!”

When she hears the name, she lets go of her breath and claps for the lucky girl being chosen. Though she’s disappointed about how the name was not hers, she was happy for who the lucky trainee was. She looks around the studio to try and find the girl, wondering if she’s ever heard that name around before, only to see that everyone was looking at her.

Kang Mina. Kang Mina. As soon as she realizes, she stops clowning and her jaw drops. THAT’S HER NAME. BANG BOYEON SAID HER NAME! SHE is the girl of the month!

She covers her open mouth so that she doesn’t look like a fool in front of everyone else as everyone claps for her. She looks around to see the confirmed HEARTZ girls smile for her, as well as Yoorim looking overjoyed at the announcement. She still couldn’t wrap her head around it. She, Kang Mina, a trainee of eight months at this point, is being given the chance to debut in Sphere’s girl group? As HEARTZ’s Mina?! As soon as the clapping goes to a stop, she tries her best to look calm for the rest of the announcements. In reality, however, she was internally still trying to process the news while also freaking about it at the same time.

“This does not mean we’ll completely steal you away from the rest of group—and far from that. Still, you’ll have to focus your attention now on making your debut, and also on making a good impact.”

Mina nods at the adult’s words, still in awe over the entire situation. She listens to the rest of the announcements, learning that she will be moving into the HEARTZ dorm in just a few days. And though she has to record her debut and another song with Heejin (god, she’s going to be singing with a VOCAL QUEEN! What an honor!) and Sua, she would still take part in this month’s evaluation with Yoorim.

Once the announcements are done, she’s immediately being congratulated by the new trainees, as well as the other HEARTZ girls. Still in shock, she replies “thank you’s” to them, not knowing what else to say besides that she’s glad she’s been given this opportunity. As soon as most of them leave, she walks up to one of her coaches and asks if she could excuse herself to go outside and get some fresh air for herself. They smile at her and nod before congratulating her as she goes on her way out.

Automatically, as she leaves the room, she pulls out her phone and sends a few messages to someone.

[ ✉︎ TO STANKY DANKY ]

✉︎ hey!!! i have some news to share with u but i need to tell u in person

✉︎ when u have the time, lmk when i can hit u up!!!

✉︎ its good news!! for me at least, but it’s still rlly important

✉︎ :3c

Mina feels as if she’s been doing a lot of packing this year. First, she had to move out of her house to move in with Chungha. And not long after that, she had to move out a month after Chungha did to live with her brother. But now, after three months of living with him and Woong, she was finally moving out. However, unlike the last two where she felt conflicting emotions whilst packing her things, she felt… happy. After all, she has to move in to live with her confirmed group members now.

“I can’t believe you’re going to debut,” Daniel says with a big smile on his face. When she told him of the news, they gave each other a big hug. And though Mina tries her best not to be too emotional with her brother, she did cry when she was telling him about it. Thankfully, she’s gotten a grip on herself so that she doesn’t cry before she officially leaves his apartment. “Just a few months ago, we did our first evaluation together. And now, you’re going to debut! I’m still so happy for you.”

“How do you feel about me debuting before you?” she asks with a smug look on her face. “You better get used to calling me sunbaenim from now on.”

He lets out a sigh. “This is the fourth time you’ve brought that up since you told me. Will you ever get tired of it?”

“No,” she answers with a laugh.

“Also: I technically am still your senior. I came to Sphere before you and Cameo has debuted before you.”

She laughs. “Whatever~ I’m going to be your company senior now! That’s all that matters!”

He sighs, but a smile follows afterwards to show he isn’t upset at her. “Have you told Mom or Dad yet?”

She shakes her head. “I don’t know if I can tell them. But I probably will let Dad know about me debuting when my teasers come out. I’ll probably do the same with Soobin.”

His smile drops slightly. “Still not talking to Mom, huh?”

“Well, last time I tried to have a conversation with her, she just stayed silent the whole time,” she responds with a shrug, a frown forming on her lips. “If anything, she needs to talk to me.” She then gives a bitter smile. “Besides, it’s not like she’d be happy for me.”

“Yeah,” he answers with a shrug. “I guess you’re not wrong about that.”

“Maybe Dad will tell her about it, but know that I won’t,” she responds with a little huff. After she does, she looks at her brother with an apologetic look. “I’m sorry for being a little insensitive about this. Do you want to talk about something else?”

He nods. “You said you and Heejin were going to work on a song together, right?”

“Yeah! It’s called… ‘See Saw’, if I remembered correctly,” she replies. “I heard a demo of it and I feel like she’ll be able to do the song really well. Same with Sua. But it’s okay, because I think I can do my debut song well.”

“That’s good,” he says with a smile. “I know you’ve worked with them before, but they’re really nice and they’ll help you whenever you need it. Same goes for all the other HEARTZ girls, too. I think Chungha might be the member who’s the most excited about you joining, though.”

“Well I hope she is!” she answers with a laugh. “Thanks though, Daniel. Your words mean a lot. I’ll do my best.”

“I know you will!” The both of them hug again. As she pulls away from him, he says something else. “When you become famous, don’t forget me. Okay?”

“Oh please,” she rolls her eyes. “You’re my brother. And if you didn’t forget me while you were on the MGAs, I won’t forget you when HEARTZ officially debuts.”

“I had a feeling that we’d be living together again.”

It’s what Chungha says as she’s helping Mina get settled in her shared room. With such a small dorm and twelve upcoming members, it makes sense to know that there’s only four bedrooms with 3 members each in them. Perhaps it was fate that Mina happened to be roomming with Chungha and Juyeon. Even if she still had to get closer to the other girl, she was glad to know that the oldest out of the three roommates would be sharing the same room… again.

"Quite a bummer that we can’t share a bed, if you ask me,” Mina jokes with a smile. “That means we can’t cuddle like we used to.”

“Excuse me, we still very much can,” the older retorts, making Mina giggle. “Just because you have your own bed doesn’t mean that we cannot cuddle! I will still be expecting some from you, especially since I’ve had the lack of it since moving out.”

“Yes, ma’am!” Mina replies jokingly while giggling. Chungha returns a smile back at her before she says something else.

“Are you nervous?” she asks. “I was nervous back when I was going through the same thing you were.”

“A little,” she answers honestly. “But honestly, I’m just glad I know that I’m a part of the group. The most stressful thing about being in this project was wondering if I’d even have a chance compared to everyone else.”

“And look at you! You did have a chance!” Chungha cheers, making Mina throw her hands in the air and wave them around happily. As she puts her arms down, Chungha gives her a fond look. “You have no idea how glad I am to have you here. I was already super happy to be able to debut with Juyeon, but you’re my mini me. I’d be sad if you weren’t debuting with me.”

Mina nods, putting more of her clothes into her drawer. She looks back at Chungha as soon as she pushes it in. “You know, you were the main reason why I wanted to be in HEARTZ,” she answers. “Back then, I just thought it was a fun little project that could give me experience and make me daydream about what-if’s. But when you got confirmed as a member, I only wanted to try and work harder so that I could be able perform with you again.” She pauses. “And also dorm with you again. Because you’re an awesome roommate.”

“Mina, you’re being too much right now,” Chungha replies with a laugh. “But I’m glad we’re on the same page. And I’m even happier knowing that I get to debut with you. I know you struggled a lot in the past few months, so seeing you here makes me so proud. You have no idea how absolutely proud I am of you.”

The words make Mina feel warm inside. I am proud of you. Growing up, Mina never really got to hear those words often. She had always been the disappointment for most of her life, so just hearing someone be satisfied with her efforts or acknowledge her accomplishments was what warmed her heart. It felt like a lifetime goal to feel as if she was doing something good with her life. So the fact that she gets to hear that from someone who she admired from the past up until now, it definitely affected her.

“Thank you, unnie,” she replies with a smile. “You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to hear those words.”

“Well, you’re gonna hear it again when you debut!”

Recording songs is a little nerve-wracking, Mina had to admit. Having to be in a studio to record her lines over and over again until the producer behind the screen was satisfied never failed to make Mina feel a little self-conscious. But, she knew that the producer was looking out for her. So, she continues to try and do her best, even if she wanted to give the producer less stress to deal with.

“One and Only” was a kind of song that she thought was unique. When she heard the demo for the first time, she found it a little surreal to know that her solo song had such a high note. She found it more amazing that they gave it to her, someone who wasn’t much of a vocalist as she is a dancer. Not only did the vocals stunt her, but so did the rapping. Even if she had been trained to rap quickly, she still couldn’t believe that she was going to record this for her song. Perhaps the fact that she is going to be singing, rapping, and performing a song made for her was what she found surreal.

On the next day, she’d be recording her own lies for “See Saw”, Heejin and Sua to record their vocals for it after her. The fact that she was in this situation was just surprising to her. Perhaps that’s why she’s getting nervous while recording. And she thinks she might’ve made it obvious to the producer about her nerves because then she hears something come from the speaker.

“Mina-ssi, you’re doing fine,” they say as an attempt to reassure her. “I promise you that your voice will suit the song. That’s why we chose it for you, after all.”

She looks at the translucent screen and she gives a bow to the producer. “Thank you, PD-Nim,” she says with a smile on her face. “I will keep on trying my best!”

The instrumental plays in her headphones once again after the RECORDING sign lights up in the studio. She takes a deep breath as she once again sings her bridge lines.

“The reflection of my new shape on the window, it feels familiar now. The voice being heard again; I’m trying to listen!”

The instrumental plays on until it stops a few seconds into the third chorus. “Good job, Mina!” the speaker suddenly says, making Mina says as she hears the praise. “You didn’t sound too flat this time. You hit the G5 perfectly!”

“Thank you so much,” Mina replies, giggling as she feels shy from hearing the sudden compliment.

“Honestly, you’re doing good,” they say afterwards. “I think the hardest part will be the backup vocals. Your harmonies will need to be higher. But if you can pull off this note, I think you can do it. If not, we can always get another member to help you out with that.”

“Thank you!” she bows again to the screen. “What part do I need to record next?”

“Your rap. Think you can do it?” After the speaker clips, indicating that the producer finishes speaking, Mina nods her head and gives a thumbs up. “Okay. I’ll play the first part, then.”

It takes a few seconds for her to hear something from her headphones, but she makes sure to be prepared when given the signal.

With all the new changes in her life, it came in between parts in her life that she had intended to keep constant. The fact that she was a soon-to-be idol who was in a secret relationship meant that she had to see her boyfriend less than she would want to. No longer could he walk her to her home, as her new home was the HEARTZ dorm now. And on a day where she would love to go on a date with him, she had to stay in the company building to help prepare for a secret that she couldn’t exactly tell him yet. Hell, the fact that she couldn’t tell him that she was busier than usual because she’s confirmed to debut in a girl group absolutely kills her. But she’s glad that despite her schedule, she and him still remain strong together.

On the night of February 14th, she sends him a few texts.

[ ✉︎ to garubin ❤️ ]

✉︎ happy valentines, baby!!! i miss u so much and i hope that u didnt eat any of ur admirer’s chocolates

✉︎ if i could, u know id get u a box!!!! i hate sphere for making me work all the time

✉︎ i cant guarantee ill be free for white day either, but i still love u so much

✉︎ ALSO!!! i have a question

Just a few seconds after she sends those messages, she sees messages from him pop up.

[ ✉︎ from garubin ❤️ ]

✉︎ very not cool of them for taking away my gf this valentines, i agree!!

✉︎ but thank you, babe!! even if u aren’t able to celebrate it w me in person, you’ll always be my wonderful, talented, and adorable girlfriend!!!

✉︎ what’s the question though??

He never fails to bring a smile to her face. She quickly writes her replies while under her blanket, Juyeon and Chungha being fast asleep at this point.

[ ✉︎ to garubin ❤️ ]

✉︎ STOOOPOPPP HOW ARE YOU THE CUTEST BOYFRIEND EVER!!!

✉︎ have you been paying attention to sphere lately!!!

✉︎ i hope u have bc ur gf is there

[ ✉︎ from garubin ❤️ ]

✉︎ well��� i only watch some convex stuff because of you

✉︎ that haru dude… he’s okay i guess

Seeing that message makes her snort.

[ ✉︎ from garubin ❤️ ]

✉︎ and i also watched sera’s music video because u kept on spamming it to me

✉︎ why???

[ ✉︎ to garubin ❤️ ]

✉︎ well, besides sera, all the other girls in heartz are my friends!!!

✉︎ i’ve been getting rlly close to them recently and they’re all rlly nice and talented

✉︎ i think there’s only 3 members left that need to be revealed!!! so you should keep an eye on them because theyre all super cool

✉︎ i only know about 11 of the girls who are gonna debut, 9 of them already having debuted. so!!!

[ ✉︎ from garubin ❤️ ]

✉︎ oh? do i know a member that you know???

✉︎ besides chungha at least i already know her

✉︎ btw does she like me i can’t tell

[ ✉︎ to garubin ❤️ ]

✉︎ you keep me happy!! that’s all that’s important to her heheh

✉︎ and i can’t tell u any spoilers!! this is all i can tell you for now.

✉︎ you’re just going to find out eventually!

[ ✉︎ from garubin ❤️ ]

✉︎ you’re mean~~ but okay, i’ll keep an eye for you!!

✉︎ i have to go to bed now, but i will text you tomorrow!!!

✉︎ happy valentines, babe!

[ ✉︎ to garubin ❤️ ]

✉︎ happy valentines~~~ i love you~~~~~~~~~~~

And with that, she turns off her phone, puts it on her bedside, and heads to bed.

Mina never thought she’d be able to perform a disco-esque song for an evaluation, but she couldn’t say she was disappointed. Not only was “I Can’t Stop Me” a bop, but the choreography was also entertaining as well. In all honesty, she thinks that besides “Feel Special”, it’d be up there as one of her favorite TWICE songs for both listening and dancing. And the fact that she got to rap in this evaluation as Chaeyoung was probably her favorite thing about performing this, funky-sounding lyrics and all.

However, she does her best to make her last group evaluation a good one. With the fact that it was going to be hers, as well as a lot of trainees, last group evaluation under the HEARTZ project ever, she made sure to try and be close to all the other girls and give them as much encouragement as she could. But if she had to choose a member who she hoped would the last HEARTZ member, she wouldn’t deny that Yoorim was that member to her.

Whenever they practiced with each other in the practice room, Mina would always tell her over and over again about how she had a lot of hope for her. “If I was able to be chosen as the eleventh girl, they’d be dumb as HELL to not make you the last one.” Some nights at the dorm, she’d even tell Yuzu about how she had hoped that she would be the trainee that could debut with the both of them. The fact that the three of them were mutual friends definitely made it hard to not have hopes for the girl.

“We’ve gone through this journey from the beginning to now together,” Mina says with a confident smile. “There’s no way God would make this the end for us.”

Even with her schedule becoming more and more hectic with the fact that she had to prepare for her upcoming debut, she still tried her best learning the choreography as well as learning her lines. Every time she rapped her lines to Yoorim to listen, she’d find herself giggling at the lines a little. “Risky risky, wiggy wiggy,” she would say before cracking a big smile. “Why does it sound much cooler in the song than it does when I’m doing it?” Thankfully, she found the secret into making herself sound cool while performing it.

The end of February comes and she is able to perform the evaluation confidently. With it being the last HEARTZ evaluation ever, she feels proud to be taking part in it as the eleventh confirmed member. No longer does she have to stress about whether she can make it not. Her qualms have been answered and she can now feel satisfied with all the hard work she has done.