#since i’m coming back from studying abroad lol

[bestfluteninja]

walking through terminal 4 of new york-jfk feeling. insane

[oh2z]

he’s back. kim taerae

word count: 2.04k (woops)

summary: soon after realizing taerae had came back from the uk, you call him to get answers. highly suggestive. reader discretion advised.

contents: sub!taerae, dom!reader, phone call, guided masturbation, pet names 

a/n: the beginning is very lengthy sooorry i rambled lol, reader is afab!

you and taerae have been friends since you both could remember. you’d do everything together; play, homework, even sleepover at each others homes. though you two were super close, you were just friends. nothing more, nothing less.

your bond was unbreakable- taerae being the timid, shy boy that he is and you being the bolder, gut-sy, slightly younger friend he had. taerae was a little older than you, but you always saw him as a cute friend that could always count on you. why would you ever question it? you literally nicknamed him “tae”. 

it was until the summer of your last year in high school that you only saw taerae as a friend. before you knew it, taerae changed. he grew taller, voice dropped, and he even started to dress more fashionable. taerae in your eyes had changed. you found him attractive. 

of course you’d never let him find this out, what if it costs your whole relationship? but little did you know, taerae felt the same way about you, he too was scared that it would break the friendship the both of you had for so long. 

as soon as university started, you both grew farther and farther away from each other. when it came to your schedules, workloads, and even jobs- you guys just had no time to hang out anymore. the both of you were practically strangers. 

at times, you’d see a girl talking about taerae, or even taerae talking with other girls, and it would always sting. hiding your emotions, you just went around and dated. and so did he. 

there would be times that you two texted each other, but it was nothing super big, probably just a few “how are you” and “hey” messages. 

junior year came, and you suddenly didn’t see taerae in school anymore. you asked around, and found out that he went on an exchange program, abroad in the uk.  “he told other people..but not me.” you thought to yourself, upset. 

the end of junior year approached quickly as you were solely focused on your studies. taerae still lingered in your mind, but you had enough on your plate already.

it was a summer night that you threw yourself on your bed, opening you phone to check social media. you felt tense, the stress from summer program applications starting to get to you. soon enough, through other peoples snapchats, you found out that taerae returned from the uk. 

angry, you clicked the “tae” you had saved in your phone, and hoped he hadn’t changed his phone number yet. to your luck, he answered.

“hello? y/n-ie?” taerae said, a light english accent on his soft voice.

“oh, so you remember my name?” you reply, a clear angry tone in your words.

you hear a disappointed sigh come from the other line, and you start to worry. “taerae?” you ask, genuinely concerned.

“i’m sorry-” he blurts. “it’s just that once university started we started to hang out less, and i thought you didn’t like me anymore- b- but i had feelings for you, i- i mean i still do but-” taerae sputtered before you cut him off. “no i’m sorry,” you started. before you processed what he said.

“wait what was that last part?” you asked with hope in your voice. “well- i said that i liked and still like you, y/n.” taerae whispers while laying on his bed.

“i am an idiot,” you blinked. “so fucking stupid.” you told yourself underneath your breath.

“what? no- wait what?” he asked, confused. 

“taerae, i felt the same way. 

the two of you begin to catch up for the next 45 minutes over the phone. you both share the fun experiences you have had while getting lost in conversation together. it was nice.

the line fell quiet, but you found yourself not wanting to hang up yet, and it seemed that neither did he.

“what are you doing now?” you asked him.

“hm...just laying in my bed,” he replied, sounding like he was shifting his position. “probably going to sleep soon.”

“do you share a room?” 

“no, not anymore. my brother’s room is a couple doors down the hallway. i don’t think you seen him in a loooong while, right?”

“yeah, it’s been awhile” you chuckle.

“you should come over sometime,” taerae suggested “he’s pretty cool now.” 

“i can’t wait to see him again then,” you teased.

“well...don’t be too excited to meet him,” he said, pouting slightly. 

you laughed. “i can’t help it, i’m excited to see your family again. your kind parents, and i bet your brother is handsome..” you teased.

“yeah yeah, i guess my parents are kind of nice- wait! i’m handsome!” he insisted.

“of course! i know my tae-ie is handsome.”

“thank you y/n,” he said, sounding pleased.

“so- what are we wearing, mr handsome?” you asked, your tone changing a little as you imagined him stretched out on top of his bed. nervous, not knowing why you just said what you said, you waited for his response.

“uh...” he seemed shy. you didn’t press the silence, just waiting to see what he would say. “just...my sweatpants.” 

“awe that sounds comfy,” you replied, adjusting your position in bed. “just your sweatpants then? no shirt?” 

“y-yeah...no shirt,” he gulped. with your mind racing, it’s just your emotions talking right now.

“hmm. i’d like to see that,” you replied lowly, imagining his tanned chest laid bare, corded muscle contracting with each breath he took, his bicep bulging just slightly as he held the phone to his ear, his other hand resting lightly on his stomach.

“wh-what about you, what are you wearing, y/n-ie?” he asked shyly after a breath.

“oh? i’m just wearing an old t-shirt and some panties,” you replied, stretching your limbs around.

“th-that’s it?” he asked, breath hitched.

“mhm.”

he was shifting on the bed quietly, you could hear movement and his soft breaths. he hesitated before speaking again, seeming unsure how far he could take this conversation before you would stop it.

“what color are you panties?” he asked then, his voice breathy and low. 

“hm? black,” you replied after glancing down at them. “they aren’t very comfy though, i need some new ones,” you pouted, smirking as you spoke.

“they aren’t comfy?” he breathed. 

“nope.”

“maybe...you should take them off,” he said, sounding awkward and cute, like he was nervous to say it, but also desperate for you to do it.

“you think so? how about i’ll take my panties off if you take your sweatpants off.”

“okay,” he replied quickly. there was rustling on his end of the phone and true to your word you removed your panties, excitement at the thought of him imagining you rushing through you. “okay i’m done,” he said.

“me too,” you let him think about that for a breath before going on. “what kind of underwear do you have on?” you asked. 

“um just some boxers.” 

“what color?”

“gray.”

“i bet gray looks good with your tan,” you replied. you could hear him breathing and you waited, seeing what he would say next. he seemed like he wanted to speak but was hesitating.

“what- what do you want me to do next?” he asked then. you smirked.

“i want you to...run your hand down your chest,” you said in a low voice, making yourself sound breathy and quiet. “over your stomach and to you waistband.” 

you could hear him breathing and you knew he was brushing his fingers over his skin like you instructed. he whined softly when he reached his pants.

“what’s the matter?” you cooed.

“i got to my waistband. you didn’t say to keep going.” 

“what do you want to do taerae?” you asked him, feigning innocence. he wasn’t going to do anything until you told him to, and it made you feel very powerful.

“i...i want to touch myself,” he breathed, his voice sounding needy and whiny. 

“go ahead bub,” you whispered, pressing the phone close against your ear. “pull it out and touch it.”. there was a brief rustling on his end of the phone before a tiny, relieved moan escaped his lips, and you knew he was curling his fingers around himself, grasping his firm member. “how do you feel in your hand?” you asked him.

“h-hard,” he breathed. 

“mm,” you hummed in response, slipping the hand that didn’t hold your phone down between your legs. “that’s good baby,” you said. there was a little gasp from his end when you called him baby, he just followed it with a tiny whine. “i bet your big, pretty hand looks really nice wrapped around your hard cock, doesn’t it baby?”

he whimpered slightly. “please y/n”

“tell me what you want, tae” 

he breathed for a moment, the breaths blowing over the mouthpiece and into your ear. “i want to come,” he whimpered.

“and you want y/n-ie to help you?” you questioned.

“yes, y/n please.” 

“listen to you baby, asking so nicely,” you cooed. “go ahead and stroke it for me then. but go slow.”

“ah- okay,” he whispered. you know he was doing it, you could hear the movement.

“that’s a good boy,” you told him, circling your clit lightly with the pad of you finger as you listened. “go a little faster now baby.” he did so, little breathy moans escaping him as his pace increased.

“ah-ah,” his volume rose a bit with each moan and you could hear the movement of his arm as he continued to pump himself. you slipped a finger deeper between your legs, brushing softly at yourself, beginning to speed up to match his pace. 

“taerae...you made me wet with your dirty little moans,” you told him. 

“fuck, fuck y/n,” he groaned loudly at that.

“that’s right baby- don’t stop-” you gasped and moaned lightly into the phone, making noises for him as you added a second finger. his moaning began to speed up- switching from longer softer groans to little quick breathy ones and you knew he was getting close. “you’re doing so good baby. how is my tae-ie feeling?” you asked. 

“y/n- ah- so, so good-” 

you cut him off, moaning his name suddenly as your fingers plunged more deeply into yourself. 

he gasped loudly when he heard his name, the rustling of his arm pumping himself quickly and the music of his high pitched, breathy moans turning you on even more, your fingers slicked with your wetness.

“oh my go- oh fuck,” he suddenly moaned “y/n can i come please can i come,” he asked all in one breath.

“yes- yes,” you moaned out as you felt yourself nearly there as well. he gave one last loud moan as he released all over his hand and stomach and the sound of his pleasure sent you over the edge, your knees shaking as you came, whimpering loudly yourself. the two of you panted quietly for a moment as you came down then he cleared his throat, moving around and making the phone rustle.

“shit,” he breathed. “i haven’t had phone sex since before i left here, that was...fucking good.” 

“.. well maybe you shouldn’t have left then.” you said.

“y/n you know how sorry i am- i couldn’t pass up on this opportunity and i know that i fucked up like i should’ve told you before i left and i’m sorry that we fell off and stopped talking-” taerae pleaded as you cut him off. 

“i’m kidding, it’s okay bub, i know” you smiled through the phone. “oh” he said, staring blankly at his ceiling, hearing you giggle over the line.

“well, it was good, wasn’t it?” you said through your giggles. 

“yeah it was,” taerae started. “we should totally do that in person when you come to visit my house-” 

“i’m going to sleep now taerae” you deadpan, stifling your laughter. “you did do a good job for me though, coming so well over the phone,” you told him softly, suddenly making him feel very shy.

“thank you y/n,” he mumbled, his shy little voice placing a wide grin on your face. 

“text me whenever and you know i’ll be at your place in five. welcome back tae!”

“o-okay. sleep well, y/n”

“night bub, see you tomorrow.”

[wonwins]

unspoken bond

itadori yuji x reader - non sorcerer!au

maybe in another life you wouldn't have been so oblivious

cw: angsts, fluff if you squint, timeskips

wc: 909

author's note ~ writing is my form of procrastination lol also how do you even conclude stories wth?!

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yuji was your soulmate. maybe it was romantic or maybe it was just platonic. it was painful to everyone around you two to see how much love you held for each other. you were fools nonetheless. you loved yuji and he loved you–not that you ever uttered those words to each other before–over time you just knew.

to everyone else it was so obvious. the way your mood would change if he wasn’t in class or the way yuji would be slightly more reserved when you weren’t around. you brought out the better qualities of each other. everyone could hear the agonising jokes yuji made yet it made tears run down your face from laughter or see the way you two would sit together at the back of class with your heads together giggling until the teacher would tell you to be quiet or just move you across the rooms from one another.

you guys thought, “that’s what friends do, no?”

in private was another story. of course people thought there was something more between you two while you were out in public, often being mistaken as a couple when you would go out for lunch together which you two would laugh about. but in private it was the way you would confide in each other. be there when the other one was struggling. a shoulder to rest on. the way when you were feeling sad, yuji would wrap his arm around you as you curled into his chest.

sometimes you would just sit in silence but in each other's company. at times someone would slip out without a word and come back with food and silently pass it to one another. since you were young, it was like you’ve been able to communicate without words.

the end of high school was growing near and it was stressing you out. you were nervous for what life after high school meant. you had kept yourself in this little bubble, not thinking about what it would mean to be an adult.

as well you and yuji were parting. it caused your heart to hurt just thinking about it. yuji was going to university in tokyo but you were planning on going abroad for your post-secondary studies.

it was coming faster than you thought. you made sure to spend as much time together whether that be playing video games or lying in the sun reading (well you would read, yuji would just sleep…and occasionally just watch as your faces changed depending on what you were reading about).

yuji was there with your family while you said goodbye at the airport. tears threatening to fall, you hugged everyone first before moving to yuji. you wrapped your arms around him, hugging him like you’d never see each other again. you promised each other to keep in contact and see each other when you got back.

“i love you, yuji.” you murmured. it was like there was another meaning to your words, and if there was you were leaving anyways no point to dwelling on it. it was time to part ways.

“i love you too, yn.” he said, his voice slightly wavering like he was going to cry.

you pulled back and laughed quietly. “don’t cry on me now!”

“shut up, i’m not!”

“yeah yeah whatever.” you smiled. a smile that yuji wish he could bottle up and hold dear to himself forever.

months passed and you both had started school in different places. it took a while to get used to life without each other. you wondered if maybe you would ever feel whole again. you would find yourself missing his hugs when you were homesick.

maybe later you would reconnect and things would be like they were before or maybe you had reached that point in life where you were meant to leave for you own journeys.

you’d sometimes look at his social media and see a girl. he looked so happy with her. the aching in your chest lasted for days, weeks even. maybe you did love him and not in the way you always thought.

yuji felt like shit. he didn’t feel for this girl like he did for you. he has known for years that he loved you more than a friend. he often had girls ask him out but would decline in hopes that some day you might feel the same. when you left, yuji felt so sad. he messaged one of the girls to ask if her offer for coffee was still open.

over the years you slowly lost contact. it just happened slowly. you'd get so wrapped up in your studies that you'd forget to reply for a day, then a week until it became mainly birthdays you'd message.

it wasn’t till years later you ran into each other. the ring on your finger and the little baby that you held in your arms panged yuji’s heart but he was happy to see you happy.

you knew yuji your whole life. you saw the glance at your ring and then the way his eyes flickered. your heart twisted for what could have been.

maybe in another life yuji would tell you how he felt earlier. maybe in other life you would have kept in contact with him trying to reconnect when you came back to japan.

all you hoped was that in another life yuji was still your soulmate. you wouldn’t trade that for the world.

[resident-gay-bitch]

Modern au where the girls meet in college and get assigned random roommate and they’ve never met before because they are all study abroad students spending a year in the US. Lily from England is with Dorcas from an African country ( I don’t know which one to choose if I don’t choose mine lol so I’ll leave that to you). Mary ( not sure which country but I’m getting middle eastern vibes) is with Pandora ( I kind of want to give her mythology roots like Greek yk ? ). Marlene ( I want to give her Indonesia what do you think ?) with Alice ( definitely Europe vibes here )

Anyway they meet and bond about discovering American culture and how ridiculous some of the stuff is and they do make American friends but they keep coming back to each other and they become closer and closer but also the time comes that they each have to go back to their countries and you have a really tearful/angsty goodbye

Just feel like giving them really different backgrounds because it’s women history month and women from all around the world should be celebrated and also people from a lot of different countries are just really cool as a friend group

Anyway some head cannon for this au

Each of their dorm is fully decorated to the point you can see their personality when you enter the room

Mary is the kind to stay up to do homework and Pandora wakes up really early which creates some funny situations between them

All of them fight over who has the best cultural food ( Lily is not allowed to participate she is British/lh)

They do the American college thing to the full extent like going to football games, having parties and stuff and still aces their classes somehow

That was really long but oh well here are my two cents lol hope you like it <3 I really like your writing btw

Hi hi!!! Sorry for taking so long to respond to this, I saw it a few days ago and was too tired to respond and I’ve just been in a state of brain mush ever since.

Okay, I love this idea SO SO much! Especially them all coming together to be confused about American culture lol, I think that’s so funny.

I 100% agree with all of these ethnicities for them as well, I can see it all clearly (the Pandora being from Greece just makes sense idk why more people don’t HC this).

One headcannon I’ve been having lately is that Marlene is Australian because like, she is literally the definition of an Aussie bogan in my head (if you’ve never heard of Amyl and The Sniffers go check out their music because I think they’re SO Marlene Band Au coded).

And any Aussie out there will know this well and true, but for some reason all aussies just dip to Indonesia (specifically Bali) every winter to escape the cold, like it’s actually amusing how many just disappear over there. SO many of my friends have gone on Bali trips it’s ridiculous.

Anyway, you suggesting Marlene be from Indonesia just popped the best idea in my head where like her dad is Australian and took a trip with his mates to Bali. I’m thinking they would frequent the bar next to their hotel and get drunk there every night and he fell in love with one of the bartenders that snuck him free drinks every time he complimented her and then they hooked up one night and she got pregnant without realising and then he went home and she freaked out. Luckily she got his number because they fell in love and then like she moved to Australia to raise Marlene. I think that’s such a funny cute way to tie our headcannons together.

And yes Mary is 100% the type to stay up so late where as Pandoras in bed by nine and up with the sun.

Their rooms would be the swankiest rooms you’ve ever seen.

They would 100% all bully Lily for her comfort meal, which is beans straight out the can, and would all shove their fav foods down her throat. She’d love it though and pretend to complain about it all the time so all her friends would keep making her all these amazing snacks and meals.

They definitely would get involved with the whole American college experience but no one is prepared for how Marlene acts at the college football games. She’d spend one third of the game complaining about how this isn’t real football (Insert AFL which she grew up watching with her dad - footy), a second third of the game skulling beer and challanging random college boys to drink offs and shoeies (idk how to spell it, when you drink out of a shoe), and the last third screaming so hard when their team gets a point or goal or however it works and going balisic and booing the opposition and screaming about the unfair umpiring, and she’d 1000% be the loudest there.

Sorry, I’m passionate about Marlene.

But yessss this is such a good idea lol I love it! Thanks for sending in the ask, I really appreciate hearing about the girls <3

[kyswoo]

Dandelions // Kim Sunwoo

masterlist 🌸

pairing: sunwoo x fem!reader

genre: fluff, angst

request: “hii can i request for sunwoo fluff/angst base on dandelions by ruth b ? hehee idk why i'm a lil emo these days..“  

warnings: just some cursing I think, not sure if it's angsty enough :(

summary:  “ and now you don’t know if it’s just the feelings from the past coming back or if you’re falling for him all over again, maybe you just never stopped loving him”

word count: 5,319

a/n: I’m so so sorry, this took me sooooo long to write, at first I was super inspired but it ended very fast lol, then I tried my best to write something but I couldn’t write anything for months, I wrote like 4 different ones bcs I didn’t like any (and I’m still not quite sure how I feel about this one)

anyways, I hope you understand :( I'm really sorry for those who requested, I'll try to post them asap

You remember when you first met him one year ago, you and Sunwoo were classmates but never talked to each other before, all you knew was each other's name. Your test had just begun and you were so focused on it that the touch on your shoulder startled you, so much you could hear your heart beating faster, you tried to hide it as fast as possible, but Sunwoo still noticed it, his smile got bigger and he was laughing inside, trying his best to not actually laugh, because of how cute you looked when you got scared.

"Can I borrow your eraser?" he whispered with a friendly smile on his face, for a brief second you couldn't stop staring at him, part of you was still in shock trying to process what he said, while the other was mesmerized by him.

"Sure" you nodded, handing him the eraser which he returned with the same smile and then focused again on his test, you took a deep breath to calm down your racing heart before doing the same.

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After that you found that he was a friend of a friend, so you and Sunwoo became close, every day you and Sunwoo were the first ones among your friends to arrive at school and that made it easier to talk to him alone. 

"Y/n, what do you want to do in the future?" Sunwoo asked, it had been just a few weeks since you two started to talk more frequently, you two were waiting for your friends to arrive at class and he was always curious about you.

"Mm… I don't really think about it right now, I just want to live the moment I guess… you?"

"For now I want to study abroad, I always wanted to leave this place and I think educational purposes is a good excuse right?" you let out a soft laugh, Sunwoo smiled and stared at you, he always thought your smile was the cutest

"But why do you want to leave here?" 

"My life feels so dull, like no ups and downs, it's just a straight line, my parents are quite strict so they don’t let me do a lot of things, so studying abroad seems like the only way to have more freedom" Sunwoo noticed this was the first time he was talking about this to someone, he loves his friends but he never got the chance to have this kind of conversation with them, but with you, it was so easy to talk to.

With time you noticed that he was a very bright and funny guy, but also very mature when needed, which quickly made you want to be with him all the time and before you even noticed, you started falling for him, but you never got the guts to tell him how you feel, you tried showing him signs but he probably didn't catch it.

You're sitting down next to your friends and Sunwoo is also there, you wanted to sit next to him but your friends sat there before you could, so you would randomly look at him in the middle of the class admiring his beauty, he was so close yet so far. None of your friends knew about your crush on Sunwoo besides Chanhee, your closest friend and also the one who officially introduced you to him.

The door opened and you could see Chanhee slowly entering the room, he bowed saying sorry for being late to the professor and walking toward you.

“Always late…” you muttered, shaking your head in a disapproving way to tease him 

“Always staring at him..” Chanhee whispered in your ear sitting down next to you, you sent him a death glare for a second and returned your attention to the class.

"Y/n! Finally!" Sunwoo smiled, holding a bunch of notes, you could feel your heart beating louder and breathing getting harder "help me study for the test please!"

You giggled sitting in front of him "you're studying 15 minutes before the test?"

"Well… better than nothing right? At least I’m not late like Chanhee" he stated making you laugh. You tried teaching him everything you knew as fast as possible before you heard the ring bell indicating the test would begin soon.

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“Let’s have lunch together” one of your friends said after the class ended

“Yeah let's go!” Sunwoo wrapped his arms around Chanhee’s shoulder looking at you “you’re coming too right?”

“Of course! Me too” Chanhee answered for you after realizing the silly smile on your face looking at Sunwoo, showing that you weren’t paying attention to anything else.

This time you managed to sit next to him while Chanhee was in front of you. While waiting for your orders, your friends talked about random stuff and Sunwoo would eventually murmur something to you.

“Hey Sunwoo!” Eric said in his loud voice, getting everyone’s attention “is it true you’re going out with that new girl? What was her name again..?”

“Hyejin.. and no, I talked to her just a few times” Sunwoo quickly tried to change the subject but Eric brought it back

“She’s pretty tho, why don’t you give it a shot? Want me to help?” Eric winked at him, Sunwoo just scoffed, looking away without answering “oh.. is that a yes?” he again ignored what Eric said, taking his phone out of his pocket.

Chanhee looked at you trying to read your face, when you two made eye contact he whispered a “are you okay?”, you just nodded, but he didn’t believe you so he kept paying attention to you. Sunwoo not answering the question was even worse than if he said yes, at least you would know what he thinks but now you had no idea. You weren’t exactly upset, but you really wanted to choke Eric at that moment.

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You and your friends decide to go to a convenience store nearby. You stood outside, waiting for them since you weren’t buying anything. You kicked the stones on the floor as a way to distract yourself, you were spacing out at the moment and didn’t notice Sunwoo standing next to you.

“What are you doing?” he whispered in your ear startling you, making him laugh “you’re such a scaredy cat”

“Why you always do that when I’m distracted..” you whimpered, he smiled at your cuteness wanting to pinch your cheeks, but he held himself

“Y/n look!” he pointed to the floor, crouching down to pick it up “make a wish” he held the flower in front of you

You smiled thinking for a moment before blowing the dandelion, you looked at him and he had the same smile from the day he asked for your eraser. You two stared at each other for a few seconds before you heard the door open and your friends coming out holding their bags full of food.

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The next day you and Sunwoo were talking to each other before Eric stormed into the classroom “Sunwoo! Come here”, he stood up walking toward Eric 

“What is it?” Sunwoo asked and Eric put his arms around his shoulders forcing Sunwoo to walk with him, you couldn’t hear exactly what they said but you did hear Hyejin’s name, you once again wanted to choke Eric.

“Hyejin is looking for you” Eric said while leaving the room, Sunwoo stopped and frowned at the other boy “what?” Eric questioned, confused.

“What does she want?” Eric shrugged his shoulders “tell her I’m busy” Sunwoo said turning around to go back to you but Eric stopped him with a disapproving look, “whatever it is she can tell me later right?”

Eric thought Sunwoo was just shy at first, but then noticed he wasn’t interested on her, he didn’t want to force him to do something he didn’t want so Eric didn’t insist anymore, but as soon as they were about to go back to the classroom, they heard a female voice calling Sunwoo’s name. He wanted to pretend he didn’t listen but he didn’t want to look rude, so he just smiled softly looking at the girl coming in his direction.

“Get in and make y/n some company ok?” Sunwoo whispered to Eric, he just nodded and did what he said

Eric sat in front of you, putting his bag on the floor, when he looked at you at first he noticed a small pout on your face, but as soon as you looked at him it turned into a soft smile.

“You okay?” he looked at you waiting for your response, but you just nodded, paying attention to something else. At that moment, something clicked in Eric’s head, but since he wasn’t so sure of it he decided to not ask you about it.

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For the next few days, Sunwoo tried his best to be close to you, he loved your company but you noticed he wasn’t so bright as he used to be. He still smiled and laughed often, but it sounded like he was forcing it and you didn’t know why.

“Y/n” you were sitting on the grass taking a few notes when Sunwoo showed up behind you, his voice sounded softer than usual. You looked back at him and saw a faint smile on his face, he sat next to you and for a second you forgot how to breathe, but you managed to maintain your composure.

“You okay?” you asked, realizing he looked upset. Sunwoo wanted to show you only his good side so he always tried to smile, but he also felt comfortable being vulnerable only around you.

“Yeah I…” he sighed, thinking for a moment about how he was going to say it “I’m moving to another country next week…” Sunwoo just spat it out, then stayed in silence for a few seconds, not having the courage to look into your eyes “you know my parents want me to study abroad, I also worked very hard for it, but now I don’t know if I really want to go”

You both stayed silent for a moment, you already expected that one day he would tell you he was moving but you still felt upset. Sunwoo was vaguely looking down, he grabbed a flower from the floor and held it in front of you. 

"I thought you always wanted to live abroad" you said as soon as you grabbed the flower from his hands and you could feel your heart aching.

"Yeah I just.. I started to really like it here, I don't know if I can just leave it all behind" he looked around as if trying to picture everything before it was too late.

"It will be good for you, all the experience and you’ll probably make lots of friends too, don't give up" you didn't want him to regret later for not going, it's better to regret doing it than not doing it, right?

He quickly put a smile on his face "make a wish" he pointed to the dandelion you were holding. You looked at it in your hands not being able to even force a smile like Sunwoo, but you did as he said, blowing the flower.

"You want to know my wish?" you asked, looking at him as he shook his head, still smiling.

"If you tell me it won't come true" he messed your hair and stood up "don't be sad I won't be here to scare you anymore", you two giggled as he reached his hands to help you stand up.

You were heading to the airport, Chanhee and your friends were already there, making Sunwoo company until his flight, you lost track of time and were afraid you wouldn't make it in time.

Sunwoo was feeling anxious, his feet shaking seeing the time pass and worried he would not be able to see you one last time. He looked at his phone every minute to see if you sent him anything, at this point he was already thinking of giving up his decision of leaving the country, thinking he wouldn’t see you and his friends again, even though it was just temporary, he was starting to regret it and he could feel tears building up in his eyes. You ran as fast as possible, hearing the calls to his flight cursing at yourself for losing track of time.

"Y/n!" Sunwoo could finally smile, he walked towards you and opened his arms, hugging you tightly.

"I'm so sorry.. I'm late" you said trying to catch your breath 

"It's okay, I'm happy I can at least say goodbye to you" he broke the hug, holding your shoulders "I'll miss you the most y/n…"

"Sunwoo I-" you were interrupted by the last call

"Sorry I need to go... bye y/n" Sunwoo hesitated for a moment, not letting you go, but he sighed in defeat trying his best to not cry in front of you, he let you go and walked away, waving at you and your friends.

"You okay?" Chanhee rubbed your back trying to comfort you

"I couldn't tell him… I wanted to tell him…" you said, still breathless, cursing yourself again for getting there too late.

"Have you been talking to Sunwoo?" Eric asked you, leaning on the wall while crossing his arms.

"Can I ask you something?" he said seriously after a few seconds of silence

"Not very often, there are 13 hours between us so it's hard to talk to him" you answered picking up all your stuff

"You just did" you didn’t look at him, just focused on whatever you were doing

"I will anyways" he giggled "were you and Sunwoo dating?"

"No… why?" you looked at him, surprised by his question

"I’m pretty sure he likes you" he tilted his head, saying it like it was obvious “you like him too right?" you turned your attention to your backpack again, not answering him "I'm sorry I tried to push him to Hyejin back then, I hope that didn’t get between you two"

“It’s ok… wasn’t he interested in her?” Eric shook his head, standing straight

“I thought he was just shy at first, but he really wasn’t, he even told me one day that she confessed to him, but he rejected her because he already liked someone, he didn’t tell me who, but I know it was you… you are prettier though” Eric smiled and messed with your hair before taking his bag and waving goodbye to you “and you two make a pretty good couple”.

"Sunwoo!" he was sitting on the grass like he always did, plucking out random leaves and flowers when he heard his recent new friend calling him "we are going to a club tonight, wanna come?"

"Oh hey Kevin" he said, grabbing one of the flowers there "I don't know… I don't really feel like going, sorry…"

"It's ok!" Kevin smiled while sitting down next to Sunwoo "that's a dandelion right?" he pointed to the flower Sunwoo was holding

"Yeah… it reminds me of someone" he hugged his legs, resting his chin on his knee still looking at the flower

"And… you like this someone?" he asked in a curious tone and Sunwoo nodded

"I really miss her… I wish I had the guts to confess to her before I left, but I think it's better this way, I’ll just get over it…" Sunwoo blew the dandelion, wishing one day you would know how he feels, he stared at the petals flying away while Kevin patted his back trying to comfort him somehow.

“You know what? I’m going with you tonight” Sunwoo looked at Kevin, who smiled weakly and nodded. That night they went to the club together and met some of their friends. Kevin knew Sunwoo got as drunk as he could so he would not feel so sad about the things he said to him earlier.

Sunwoo took his phone and opened your chat, he started recording a voice message to you without thinking twice. 

He then sent the audio and when Sunwoo sobered up he regretted and cursed at himself thousands of times, not knowing you never received it for some reason, but still anxiously waiting for your response which never came.

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“What’s with that face?” Chanhee asked, sitting in front of you. You were pouting again, thousands of thoughts running in your head.

“Do you think Sunwoo found someone there?” You said without thinking, you regretted it a second later, afraid of what he would say.

“I don’t know… I don’t think so” 

“He is not talking to me anymore…” you looked at your phone for the nth time, seeing if there was at least a signal of life from Sunwoo

“Y/n… I know he will be away for a few years and will be back, but are you really going to wait for him?” Chanhee tried his best to not sound too insensitive, but he didn’t want you to get hurt

“What do you mean?” you looked at him questioning, even though you already knew the answer, actually you knew it a long time ago, but you refused to accept it.

“I mean that… maybe you should move on” you looked away, still not wanting to do it

“It’s not that easy Chanhee…”

“I know…” you both knew there was nothing you could do at that moment, you know Chanhee is probably right, Sunwoo can be with anyone he wants and so do you, but why do you feel so sad about losing someone who was never actually yours?

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Sunwoo wanted to call you every night, but he always hesitated before pressing the button and eventually gave up. He can’t help wondering what you thought when you heard the message, maybe you never liked him back and didn’t want to be mean to him, so he just ruined your friendship, so like this he convinces himself that it is better to be far away from you. His new life was not bad, he had the freedom he always wanted, and he has nice friends, but it was not all happiness as he thought it would be, every night he wished you would not forget him.

It’s been three years since Sunwoo left, at first you both would make some effort to at least text each other, but at a point you two gave up and just stopped talking. It was hard at the beginning, but eventually, you stopped thinking about him, keeping yourself busy was the best way to do so. You could still feel your heart sinking whenever you heard his name, but with time it didn’t hurt so much anymore.

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You heard your name being called, you took your coffee order and turned around to leave, but suddenly a guy who was putting his jacket on raised his arms and knocked your cup, spilling coffee all over you.

“Oh my god... I’m so sorry…” the boy said, panicking taking a bunch of tissues to try to help you

“It’s ok, don’t worry..” you said waving your hands, showing it was fine

“I’ll pay the laundry… let me give you my number” he said searching for a piece of paper to write.

“It’s really fine, don't worry about that...” you said while holding your shirt so it would stop sticking to your body.

“But… I feel bad about it…” he said so low you almost couldn’t hear “let me pay you another coffee then”

“Alright then… I’ll just clean this first” he nodded smiling, you went to the bathroom trying to clean the coffee stains on your shirt, but almost nothing changed, for your luck, kind of, you had a sweater you could wear to hide the stains so you did. When you left the bathroom, the boy was standing there holding a cup.

“Here! I’m really sorry about that” he shyly smiled while handing you the coffee “Are you sure you don’t want me to pay for the laundry?”

"It's fine, you already got me another coffee" you smiled to reassure him

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“I can’t believe you didn’t get his number!” Chanhee walked next to you, you told him what happened at the coffee shop while you two were heading to a club.

“I- there was coffee all over me, I wasn’t really thinking…”

“Ugh you seriously… Do you even know his name?”

“No… He didn’t tell me and I didn’t ask…”

“It was right there, he was going to give you his number, you just had to accept it! Stupid…” he sighed shaking his head, frustrated that you wasted such an opportunity. You know Chanhee was scolding you in a teasing way, but you too were regretting it.

You both arrived at the club, Chanhee went to grab a drink when you saw a familiar face walking towards you.

“Hi!” he was holding a drink, smiling so innocently. You grinned, happy that you two met again when a few minutes ago you thought you would never see him again, it felt like it was destiny.

“Hey! You’re the guy that spilled my coffee right?” you asked teasingly, the boy laughed putting his drink on the table

“Yeah… it sucks that this is how you remember me…” you giggled, you were about to ask him his name but someone else interrupted you.

“Hey Kevin!” you heard another guy calling him, right after he showed up behind him softly slapping his arm “you were supposed to wait for me!”

Your eyes widened and your smile slowly faded when you looked at the other guy and when he saw you, he had the same reaction, the boy, whom you now know it’s Kevin, looked at you both not understanding what was happening.

“Do you guys know each other?”

“Y/n?” He said ignoring Kevin, in fact, he didn’t even listen to what he said.

“Sunwoo… when did you come back?” you forced a smile, hiding how awkward you were feeling at that moment

“Last week” Sunwoo looked at Kevin as if telling him to leave you two alone, Kevin noticed it and excused himself “it’s been a while”

“Yeah… Chanhee is here with me, we should all hang out sometime!”

“Yeah sure, I’ll call you!”

“Oh you still have my number?” you didn’t realize at that moment that it sounded like you were complaining about him never talking to you again.

“Um… I think I do, is it still the same?” he took his phone feeling a little embarrassed as you nodded 

“Kim Sunwoo! You’re back!” Chanhee suddenly showed up and greeted Sunwoo “I thought you forgot about us”

“Of course not… I’m sorry I haven’t kept in touch” Chanhee and Sunwoo kept talking like nothing changed, just like they always did 3 years ago.

You weren’t paying attention to what they were saying, as you were looking at them, you realized that Chanhee didn’t change a lot in comparison to Sunwoo, or maybe you just never noticed because you saw Chanhee almost everyday, but you didn’t see Sunwoo for years. You were thinking about how much Sunwoo had changed, but at the same time still looked the same. He looked more mature and more handsome if that was even possible, and as you were looking at him, you smiled like an idiot without even noticing, forgetting about everything else.

“Chanhee is gonna be late…” You put your phone away after talking to Chanhee, he said he was getting ready and would arrive in a few minutes. You told him to not be late because you thought you would feel awkward if it was just you and Sunwoo, but what did you expect?

“Typical of him” Sunwoo scoffed, crossing his arms, he was sitting in front of you at the cafe. “He hasn't changed a bit uh?” he said laughing.

You two waited for him, but after almost 2 hours you realized he wasn’t coming. You took your phone to swear at him for doing this to you, Chanhee read it but didn’t reply

“I guess he is not coming” Sunwoo said and you shyly smiled, silence hitting you both and awkwardness growing. You two tried distracting yourselves with something, looking away from each other and avoiding talking, until Sunwoo clicked his tongue and broke the silence.

“I need to ask you something” he leaned in and rested his arms on the table “Why did you never answer my message?” You frowned, confused at what he was talking about.

“What message? You’re the one who never reached me anymore…”

“I know for sure I sent you a message, I waited for your response for weeks”

You took your phone and searched for his chat, you now wonder why you still have your conversation with him. “There is nothing Sunwoo… the last message was mine”

Sunwoo then did the same and showed it to you “See? I sent you an audio”

“Which I never received…” you showed your phone to him, both screens showing different things “What did it say? The audio”

“It doesn’t matter now” he sighed in relief, putting his phone away, he felt like a weight had been lifted from him “Sorry, I didn’t know you never got it… I kept resenting you for ignoring it” he chuckled embarrassedly

“It’s fine… I did the same thinking you ghosted me” you admitted, curious about what he said that he waited so long for your answer.

“Should we go somewhere else?” Sunwoo said, trying to change the subject. You agreed to him, you two stood up and started walking around just to pass the time. You told him how you met Kevin and Sunwoo talked about how he met him and how it was to live alone in another country “You know Kevin kept saying that he regretted not asking the number of a girl, someone he accidentally knocked the coffee on, if I knew it was you I would have told him to back o-” he suddenly stopped talking when he realized what he was saying, hoping you didn’t hear that.

You listened to him attentively and from what he said, it seemed like he had a good time there and maybe that’s why he never spoke to you or your friends again. You couldn’t help sulking up for a brief moment, still Sunwoo noticed it and stopped walking, when you noticed it you looked at him confused.

He walked near you and put your hair away, his face stopped a few inches from yours, you felt a cold sensation so you looked down your neck and saw a necklace. “It reminded me of you when I saw this” he was standing still in front of you smiling “I was afraid I would never have the chance to give you this”

You stared at the necklace speechless, feeling your heart beating like crazy, it was so hard for you to get over him but now you felt like the same person from 3 years ago who was head over heels for him, and now you don’t know if it’s just the feelings from the past coming back or if you’re falling for him all over again, maybe you just never stopped loving him.

You two decided to stop at a park nearby to rest, as you were walking Sunwoo suddenly stopped and picked something from the floor. You two sat down at the bench and he looked at the flower he just picked up.

“Why do I keep finding this? Is the universe trying to tell me something or what?” he giggled “Make a wish, I think I already asked for too many things”. You smiled and thought about something to wish for. The last time you did this you were with him too, and you remembered your wish was for him to reciprocate your feelings, little did you know that it was fulfilled before you even wished for it.

“I made a wish a few years ago, but I guess no flower can grant me that so I’m the only one who can make it come true” he stared at you like he was in a trance, you looked at him taken aback and your eyes met.

“What do you mean?” you did your best to sound as calmest as possible.

‘Well… fuck it I’m telling her now’ he thought before gathering the courage to say it out loud “I wished that you would know how I felt” he turned his body to you and he would slowly lean closer, more and more “I wished that one day you would be mine, I regretted every day not telling you that before” you stared at him in complete shock, his face was so close to yours your breaths mixed “I was in love with you and I’m in love with you again” he stayed silent for a second, trying to read your expression to know if he should move away “Actually I think I never stopped loving you”

He stares into your eyes, waiting for you to say something. You blinked many times and had your mouth slightly open, thinking to yourself “Am I dreaming? Did he really say that?”

“Now it’s the time you say you don’t feel the same” he smiled  “Or else I’ll kiss you”

“I- you- are you serious?”

Sunwoo stayed silent and took his phone, he opened your chat and played the voice message he sent you that day he got drunk at the club. 

“y/n hi… it’s Sunwoo… I miss you miss” he giggled at himself “You know… on that day you sat next to me and I needed an eraser, I could just have asked my friend in front of me, but I wanted an excuse to talk to you and I ended up scaring you, did you know you look very cute when you get scared?” he chuckled again and stayed silent for a few seconds, the effects of the alcohol still strong in his body “I heard people talking about a love that comes once in a lifetime and I thought that’s bullshit, but I’ve never known anybody like you, when I’m with you I feel so alive and free, I forget how to breathe you know? I just wish you loved me back…” Sunwoo went silent again and took a deep breath, this time starting to feel nauseous “I think I’m gonna pass out at any moment…but I really mean it… everything”

Sunwoo took a deep breath trying to figure out what you were thinking “I still feel the same way… even after all this time”, he pressed his lips together, feeling a little embarrassed about the drunk audio he just showed you “How about you answer it now?”

“That day at the airport I wanted to tell you this, I even practiced before and I lost track of time but I couldn’t tell you… since the first time I saw you, you made my heart beat like crazy and you never left my head after that, whenever I was with you I was the happiest” Sunwoo now has the same reaction you had when he confessed his feelings to you “I wonder what would be different now if I didn’t get late that day and told you that I loved you”

“You loved me? And now...?” 

“I still love you Sunwoo…” Sunwoo's eyes widened and he cupped your cheeks bringing you closer to him, he smiled looking deeply into your eyes before kissing you. 

“I wanted to do this for so long...” he said putting your foreheads together, his hands still cupping your face while yours were on his waist.

“Me too…” you chuckled

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“I guess that it just wasn’t the right time for us, but what matters is that we can be together now” you nodded agreeing with him, he then hugged you, resting his head on your shoulders ”I need to thank all those dandelions now”

(I forgot about the taglist, is this right? I don't even remember how to do this anymore hahah, let me know if I tagged you wrong~)

[hockeychatstea]

I saw this from another blog and it planted the idea in my head that there might be something going on between Luke Hughes and Keri Graff. He usually is always following and liking random girls pics but he hasn’t in a while, and he’s liked almost every single pic of Keri’s in a row since (I’m assuming) around the time he started following her, and vice versa she’s liked all his pics. She’s been studying abroad in Italy since January so not sure if they’ve even met irl but I feel like it’s a possibility they’ve been talking? I guess we’ll see when she comes back to the states 🤷🏻‍♀️ (sorry if this has already been spoken about, I didn’t see anything about it under your luke tag)

Who knows he likes a lot of girls post but I guess we see over the summer what he gets up to lol

[depressopax]

First of all. Love, love your writing! It's so good!

Secondly, if I may request some Mike ehrmantraut headcanons with a lover(reader) who is about his age. Who is just as hardened by life (they both work for Fring) but is soft with Mike when the two get close. Thank you<3

Heyyy! THANK YOU SM for your kind words! 😭❤ I'm so glad you like my work ahhhh <3

And thanks for the request!! I had so much fun writing this. It's not the type of text and genre I usually write, so it was a fun challenge! Also, I know it said headcanons, but once I started writing I came up with a whole story lol

Hope you like it and have and AMAZING day <333

The things we do - Mike Ehrmantraut x gn! reader

Fandom - Better Call Saul

Pairing: Mike Ehrmantraut x gender neutral reader Genre: Feel good, fluff, hurt/comfort Warning(s): Mentions of grief, unemployment, divorce, mental health and growing up. Cuss words. Reader is gender neutral, is 50 y/o and has two kids.  Words: 1K Summary: As close as possible to the request! Reader is turning 50, Mike 60 y/o for this story. - You and Mike have been together for about a year. The two of you share so much experiences and can relate to one another. Both being older and working for Gus Fring, you make a good team, despite the scars from the past... English is not my main language, if I make any spelling mistakes please let me know so I can improve my writing! <3 AO3 link

“Hey… Cheer up! It’s your birthday tomorrow.” 

Mike says. You turn to give him a tired smile. It’s a rare thing to hear him be optimistic, but you love it.

“Yea… I’m just sour because she can’t be there.”

Your daughter is a free soul, ever since she was a kid, she had dreamt of a life away from Albuquerque. Now she’s 21 and studying abroad in the United Kingdoms. She was gonna travel back to New Mexico to celebrate your birthday, but with snowstorm chaos and exams coming up, she had to cancel. You’re not angry at her, rather sad, since you haven’t seen her in half a year. You still talk on the phone daily, despite the different time zones. At least you have your son, too. He’s 17, in high-school and lives at home with you, in a beautiful apartment on the calm streets of Albuquerque. You’re a bit paranoid, since you know the dangers of town. In your almost 50 years alive, you’ve seen and met many dangers. Keeping your kids safe has been the priority since. Being a single parent has made you even more protective of them. The divorce between you and your ex was bad and you haven’t heard from them since.

When Mike’s phone buzzes you feel relieved, happy to be distracted from your bitter thoughts. Since Mike is busy driving, you take his phone.

“It’s the boss”

“Can you reply?”

The two of you talk about it so casually, as if working as enforcers for a drug kingpin like Gus Fring is nothing weird. But to you and Mike it isn’t weird. 

Working for Gus is challenging and dangerous, so you’re happy to do it together with Mike. You know the risks of the work, but happily do it to provide for your kids. The things you do are for them. 

It’s been a year now, since the company you worked for shut down, and left you unemployed and in need of money. The only perks of having a criminal past is the work opportunity Gustavo Fring gave you.

That’s where you met Mike Ehrmantraut, an older ex-cop from Philadelphia, with a past just as fucked up as yours. 

At first you didn’t trust anyone in Gus' team, and to be honest? You weren’t really popular amongst your new colleagues. You were one of the oldest assets to the team, and your trust issues made it hard to get along with people. Luckily, Mike was the same. He was only a couple years older and just as “bitter” as you. The two of you went from sitting quietly next to each other, to exchanging a couple words to each other. One day, you took the courage and started a conversation with him, and some days later he kissed you. Since then, you and Mike have been inseparable. He is your partner in crime, literally, tho. You both struggle with guilt from the tasks you’re forced to do, but being together helps you both heal and forgive yourselves. 

“It’s just the things we do, for ourselves, and our families”

Mike usually says, giving you the reassurement you need. He’s been in this career for longer than you and knows his way around things. 

An odd pair, but still, you like to believe he’s your soulmate.

Mike can be very intimidating, and you too. So the two of you together tend to make people avoid your eyes. Your colleagues see you as the “grumpy old couple”, but to you, it’s the opposite. Mike makes you feel things you thought you could never feel again. He made you believe in love again. 

You answer the phone and recaps the completed mission for Gus, who seems satisfied with your work. As you hang up, you look at Mike.

“Fring told us we did a good job. Mission complete, as usual. Wanna celebrate?”

Mike chuckles.

“I thought you didn’t wanna celebrate?”

“I wasn’t talking about the birthday.”

“I think you’re having a mid-life crisis, y/n my dear”

You scoff at his words, even though it’s kinda true, but you can let him know that.

“I just don’t feel like celebrating.”

You don’t need to explain further, he knows what you mean. He doesn’t like celebrating birthdays either, since the loss of his son. 

He brings your hand to his lips, making you melt as he kisses your knuckles whilst driving through the cold night in Albuquerque. 

The sun almost blinds you when you blink your eyes open. The thin white curtains in your bedroom let in the morning sun. You let out an annoyed grunt. How many times haven’t you promised yourself to change curtains? You yawn as you turn around in bed, facing the left side, which is empty. 

“Mike?” 

You call out with a low, raspy voice. You start wondering if he had to leave early…

No, his phone is still on the nightstand. The door opens to the bedroom and he walks in, wearing a morning robe which originally is yours. You can’t help but smile.

“Hey there, sleepyhead. Happy birthday.”

Right… Your birthday.

“Let’s pretend I turn 40 and not 50, ok?”

He chuckles.

“Absolutely. I made you some coffee.”

As you get dressed, you get stuck by the mirror for a bit, noticing the love-drunk smile on your lips that doesn’t fade. It’s a change from your usual serious, almost intimidating expression. A good change.

Life hasn’t been easy and apart from the dangerous work for Fring which often makes you question yourself alot. Sometimes you wish that life was more normal, or that you could turn back time and do things differently. But not anymore. You’ve met your soulmates, after everything you’ve gone through. 

When you walk into the kitchen, Mike is already sitting in the kitchen, saying something that makes your son laugh. You smile at the sight, and look at your boyfriend, realizing that you love him, and you don’t wanna be without him. He always tells you how you made his life better, but he did the same to you. 

As you sit down with them, the thought of celebrating a birthday doesn’t seem to be so bad. You feel at peace. 

Crying shaking throwing up I love Mike THE WAY I SOBBED WHEN WRITING THIS 💀

[potentiallypolyglot]

Career Plans Update

Alright it’s been two weeks since my initial decision to switch careers from sales management to Mandarin to English translator. I’ve gone back and forth a lot and done a good bit more research. This is not a decision I can afford to make emotionally. However, I’m still in favor of making the switch. In fact, my plans have taken a turn for the slightly more extreme.

For one thing, I’ve learned that getting certified by the American Translator’s Association is more of a mid-career achievement, not a ticket into the industry (Something they say explicitly in several articles lol. Common misconception of the uneducated (me)). I’m also aware that I overestimated my ability to pick up the language through self study around my current job. I set my goal to begin my new career approximately 18 months from now, which is definitely not enough time to gain sufficient fluency.

So my new extreme plan is to self-study for the next year or so and then get a position teaching English in China for 1-2 years. I understand that just being there won’t improve my understanding of the language in and of itself. It will take intentional dedication to pursue immersion and apply what I’ve learned. 

I also realize that I’ll need to devote efforts to improving my writing ability in English. I’m a native speaker, but translators are held to a higher standard of writing than just casual blogging in most cases. There’s also the need to understand nuances in creative vs professional writing as well as specialized types of translated documents. Deciding on an area of expertise within translating is something that I’ll wait to do once I gain more knowledge and experience.

Lets talk pros and cons of why I’m deliberating

Cons

- My mom will worry about me - My sister will think that I am abandoning her - I’ll miss out on what my friends do while I’m away - The thought of leaving my current job is a little scary because I don’t want them to think that I’m abandoning or betraying them

Pros

- I’ll get to travel and see the world - My day to day will vary bc of new cultural experiences - My day to day will have consistencies, such as the students and coworkers, and I’ll be able to see my students make progress - I already have some experience solo travelling and loved it (longest adventure was 4 months studying abroad) - It will be a really nice break from the cycle I’ve found my day to day in - It will help me achieve greater fluency and cultural understanding  - So when I return I can start my new career as a Mandarin to English translator - If I don’t do it now (within the next two years), it will likely never happen - I’m coming back anyway so its not forever

Not an exhaustive list but these are top of mind. I’m mostly just publicly journaling here, but if anyone has experience teaching English abroad or being a translator or making a similar decision/move in anyway, feel free to advise. Thanks!

[mediocre-daydreams]

𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘦. tagged by @forourmoons 💌

➵ favorite time of the year: autumn >> ; my birthday is in october, i’m a huge horror buff, and i love fall spices. it’s not a season it’s a lifestyle.

➵ comfort food: sweet red bean soup

➵ favorite dessert: ice cream for sure. coconut, almond, coffee, a smidge of something chocolately, but always rainbow sprinkles.

➵ things you collect: postcards (usually vintage ones w old writing), birthday cards and penpal letters, secondhand cds, magazine scraps

➵ favorite drink: black coffee (yeah i'm a basic ass student; come 4 me)

➵ favorite musical artist(s): taylor swift (i've been a swiftie since fearless bitches), beabadoobee, the regrettes, bikini kill, fleetwood mac, 2pac

➵ last song listened to: the heart part 5 by kendrick lamar

➵ last movie watched: the privilege on netflix (it was shit)

➵ last series watched: girl from nowhere (v good highly reccomend)

➵ currently watching: black mirror

➵ current obsession: notion. getting into the back2school flo

➵ dream place to visit: cuba (i'm hoping to study abroad for a summer)

➵ place you wanna go back to: my family in the mainland (china)

➵ something you want: to escape my hellscape house and hometown lol /srs

➵ currently working on: "wherever you stray, i follow" chapter 7 and "be my baby" chapter 1 !!

no pressure tags: @sub-text-again @masivechaos @yourallihave @anonymityisfunwriter

[mzashleypie]

Hey! I read your college advice post and noticed that you graduated from UT Austin, which has been my dream school since I can remember. I’m about to be a senior and I was hoping if you could give some tips on how to write a good college essay for UT?

Hey! This is going to get rambly so I apologize now lol.

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First things first, I was ranked 11 in a class of 600 and therefore in the top 7 and 10 percent of my class and was automatically accepted to UT. From what I've heard, they quite literally might've put my application in an accepted pile without reading any of my essays or extracurriculars.

Next, I was a very dreamy high schooler and wanted to go to the Ivy League and become some CDC researcher developing vaccines (this is a way more insane thing to say in 2022 than it was in 2014), but what did I choose to write about in my essay? The school library. I was called my library's mascot. I got to school every morning 2 hours before class to do homework and wait for the library to open. I worked in our "bistro" which was a stockroom where we sold coffee and did homework while I hung out with my friends. I had a stack of mugs and repaired my textbooks in the workroom. My librarian was like a second mother. I was in book club and anime club in the afternoons and decorated with the students for the holidays. I wrote the coziest vignette of community and home that I knew.

At the time, I didn't know that this is exactly what I was looking for in college. I wanted to be surrounded by people I didn't necessarily call friends, but just people who knew what it was like to be one of those in-between kids who didn't do sports, or band, or theatre, but loved to be consumed by stories. I applied to UT as a Biology major with a focus in microbiology and was accepted. I would graduate UT 4 years later as an English major with a certificate in Creative Writing with a focus in Poetry, but I feel like that conclusion would probably make much more sense than biology to anyone who read my essay.

I hope you write with passion and honesty on whatever your topic is and get in with the major you want!

And if you don't trust me, my fave May Gao does essay reviewing cheap or free for less advantaged students: https://www.collabadvising.com/essays

Going to add more about UT below, I swear I loved it, there's just a lot wrong with the way most schools work and I don't want you going in completely blind.

NOTES ON UT

Freshman classes are designed to weed people out of in-demand majors (CRUEL!!! but I was told this on multiple occasions faculty). Intro classes are notoriously difficult for calculus, biology, chemistry, and organic chemistry. You will probably fail your first test. It's okay (my roommate was our high school valedictorian and failed our first chem test and cried all night). I got back to back 32, 33, and 76 on chem tests and barely passed with a D. I survived. Fun Fact: former VP of the school got exclusively Cs in his intro classes.

Pick the major you want the most BUT if you are unsure or may want to double major, choose the major that is the most selective. This includes Comp Sci, any of the communications school, the business school, and engineering. These majors are extremely hard to once you are in and attempt to do an internal transfer. When I was trying to transfer into Moody for film, they told me they only accept 1 internal transfer A YEAR.

This school is a class divide. Coming from a working-class Hispanic family and from a not great public high school, I was absolutely broken by the amount of people with summer houses, no debt, loans, or work-study, who studied abroad multiple semesters, went out every night or even every weekend. If you are not White, Indian, or Asian, you will have to be active to find your people. There are tons of culture groups and clubs, but it's jarring when most of your classes are homogenous just because of who actually gets into UT.

Best of luck and feel free to message me here, twitter, or instagram if you have any other questions!

[berryunho]

Ugh that’s how I felt about neuro. I wanted to take it so badly first year but it didn’t work with my schedule and now it’s offered online and it’s asynchronous which is a win-win!!! Manifesting the same for you <3

I hope it’s gonna work out. I’ve got a lab tmr morning (which i haven’t started the pre lab for yet…. but we don’t talk abt it) so hopefully the coordinator will be there and I can ask in person since it’s more authentic ???

LOL OMG that’s exactly how I feel and as soon as classes as over I’m going home like I don’t want to be there any longer. Although I hung out with someone who lives on res over the weekend and I got to appreciate campus at night which was so nice compared to the normal hustle and bustle during the day. Also it’s been getting cooler here too and while I appreciate it…. it just means that winter is coming and no pls

You’re such a saviour ugh all hail lauren 😭 i started on spectroscopy today and I was able to grasp it so far but we’ll see how long this lasts for LMAOO

RIGHT I feel so bad if I pull that excuse and it’ll prob come back and bite me in ass but yes there aren’t really any other excuses possible

I hope you had a good Monday!

-mightychondria

i find myself wishing i wasnt in such a credit heavy major like literally everyday ... my english major friends have THIRTY CREDITS for their degree and they can spend the other 90 however they want. i have SEVENTY-FOUR major credits and only 46 for fun. AKLDFJLASKJDFKLJ they could basically triple major if they wanted to meanwhile i could hardly fit a minor in if i wanted 😭😭 (... im trying for a korean language minor which... if i study abroad next semester... ill easily fulfill but if not. a minor definitely will not be happening)

shhhhh pre-lab on the day of is fine hehe but !! i hope everything went well!!!???

i swear after classes are done i dont want to do anything 😭 today it was 90/32 again and went i got home from chem lab i immediately took a shower bc i got SO nasty walking between my classes and home and uhghglksdkj its so gross BUT today was supposed to be the last hot day... the high tomorrow is 69/20 ... ill cry tears of joy if i wake up tomorrow and its actually that nice out i swear KFJSLKDJLKSAD omg but yes fr campus at night ... much calmer and so much more relaxing lol there's a silent library near-ish my dorm on like the fifth floor of some building and all the walls are glass and i loooooveeeee studying there at night

but ... ew ... spectroscopy ... not my fave 😭 are you doing H NMR or IR or MS or ... all 3 ... sick if its all 3 at once but that's how i learned so ... KFJ:LDKFJSLKDJ again the offer stands though bc i mostly understand them lol

hehe i had quite a good monday and tuesday and i hope you did as well !! almost half way done w the week !! :]]

[kayascodelorio]

Hi! Me again! Sorry for the late reply but work has been crazy. My favorite thing about the drama (Bad Romeo) is Khim and Kla's relationship. I think it's done well as despite them knowing one another for a short period of time and Kla has just taken my heart with his words, actions, and thoughts. He's not perfect but he is a good person who intends to take good care of her. I love your gif of her telling him that she doesn't want a ring if she got a good husband 1/

Because I didn’t even realize he was crying and to see her wipe his tears get to me as he wipes her tears as how much they care about one another. They look so happy, and they were trying their best to communicate to one another while in a lot of other dramas that I watched, the main leads never try to communicate at all so it’s refreshing to see two people actively try to communicate with one another. 2/

I love the shots as well, where Kla lives is so pretty and if I was Khim, I definitely would love my child to grow in a place where they get to see the beautiful sights every day surrounded with people who love them (I think this is why she decides to keep the child and let him have it once she gave birth). It’s great if you can’t gif everything, whatever gif you are just helping me get through the week until the next ep lol. I do think that Yaya and Mario have great chemistry as well! 3/

I’m glad it’s also not time traveling, I don’t mind but I do love the current storyline. I hope that Kla do get his revenge, especially after what happened in prison in ep 6 where he landed himself in the hospital after he did that to himself (it’s a sensitive topic so I rather not say it) but that completely broke me because he was so sad with his life that he was choosing to end it all. This was after the he read her “letter” as well, claiming to want her life back and for them to divorce. 4/

I dislike Lita for lying to Khim, I know Khim’s father threatened her to not tell Khim anything and Lita can study abroad with Khim but Lita lied to Khim saying that Kla wanted a divorce where that’s far from the truth. In the upcoming teaser for ep 7, Lita told Khim she was way out of Kla’s league anyway which led to my sister’s punching the pillow next to us lol. Kla loves Khim so much and for Lita to downplay Kla like that was f up for me. 5/

He is one of the best things that has happened to her besides the baby, before she was constantly controlled by her own father and told how to live her life. He allowed her to have the freedom she never had and allow her to experience life where her actions aren’t constantly controlled. She taught him to allow himself to see that he can be a better person if he chooses to 6/

My heart broke when her father carried her to her hospital bed after she fell “asleep” during her stay at the hospital due to her miscarriage. I remember my father doing that for me as a kid and referring to how she told her father back a few eps ago that he never did it once for her when she was a kid is so sad as it showed that he may care about her, but he never properly showed her fatherly love at all. 7/

On MDL, a person stated it didn’t go well for them because Kla took the fall for Khem despite knowing Khim was pregnant which is not true at all. I’m sorry that I got to rant it out, Kla did not to get involved with the situation. He only meant to help Khem out, unknown that Khem was trying to help frame him. It shows to me that he truly and deeply cares about Khem as showed in the flashbacks of how strong their bond was. 8/

All in all, sorry for the long multiple asks but I am genuinely hopeful for the upcoming eps. Kla deserves so much more, and I hope that Khim will come to understand his reasons and come to know the truth herself since so much of the info is hidden from her at the moment. But I can tell that Khim still very much have Kla in her heart despite the other guy (Tan) literally proposing to her. 9/

She sent this paper lantern to him in heaven as she assumed that he is dead as a letter to him. She still loves him so much if she still thinking about him after 7 years. It seemed that she got badly injured to which she said, “I’ll follow you there.” While looking up at the sky which I believe right now is directed to Kla as well and makes me sad of how she probably misses him so much. 10/

hi hi hi!! i’m so happy to see u back here to talk to me about bad romeo hehe. i feel u, work has been crazy for me too, so don’t worry about taking a while to reply!! the joy i experienced when i saw 10 msgs from u in my inbox just going on and on about this show... indescribable. i respect u for taking the time to write all of this down and sharing it w me!! also literally everything you’re saying is so true, i agree!!! lmao ppl who comment on mdl are... something else, let’s leave it at that...

the one scene i felt any emotion for (excluding anger) that involved khim’s father was that scene actually!! i think that man (like probably everyone there) needs therapy lol. everyone in lakorns also needs to learn that murder is not the answer. framing ppl is also not the answer either...

also i am replying to this right after watching ep 7, so u get to hear me freaking out. i was so excited for the flashforward bc i was expecting things to get Crazy, but BOY I WAS NOT EXPECTING HOW CRAZY IT GOT.

bear w me and my thoughts on ep 7 that are all over the place!!

at the beginning when khim is walking on the beach and she runs into a kid and the kid is like saying how he wants to send his deceased father a lantern, i was screaming bc there was a second where my brain went into overdrive and i was like WAIT... IS THAT THEIR KID?? DID THE BABY SURVIVE?? AND KHIM HID HIM ON AN ISLAND SO NO ONE KNOWS??? THEY’RE GONNA SEND A LANTERN TO KLA??? and then when i realized that no, this was just a random kid, actually.

i will say... i do miss the sexy mechanic manbun look kla had going on from the first 6 eps. it will be missed.

kla is UNHINGED. he went from 0 to 100 so quickly, i couldn’t stop laughing. also i know he like was behaving erratically and tried (and succeeded) to send khim to the hospital (twice, actually) for her allergies, but i laughed bc he just seems like a grumpy/angry cat w his scowl. i feel so bad for khim who must be traumatized by this whole thing, like she could not catch a break this ep. she thought her man was DEAD. and then finds out he isn’t in the most random unlucky way. ouch. but then i’m like wellllll kla has had a rough few years, he’s bound to be mentally unstable and driven by his need for revenge after khim’s father/her family basically fucked up his whole life. i kind of get it... like he had been ‘good’ all these years and what did that get him... ppl took advantage of his kindness and he got fucked over to the point where his life was DESTROYED. i had to replay the part in the preview for ep 8 (can’t waitttttt) where he meets khim’s dad and the dad is like ‘they said u were dead, why did u come here’ and my guy kla looks him dead in the eye and goes ‘to watch my enemy die.’ chills!

the moment my heart SHATTERED was during the scene after khim and tan get engaged. claire is all like ‘when am i gonna get a ring too,’ but kla just STARES at khim and is like ‘yeah this person once said to me a good man is rarer than a ring, and that if she has a good husband, she doesn’t want any ring.’ and then. THEN. kla is like ‘yep that person was a hypocrite.’ ouchie. i had to pause that, i was genuinely upset :(

can we also talk about the weird sexual tension kla has with his ‘mother’?? bc that was disturbing to me... she’s just like. getting up from the bath. naked in front of him. sniffing him and going ‘HMMMMMM u smell like another woman’... okay, lady...

and idk if this is an unpopular opinion, but tan has the personality of a wet rock. there. i said it. he’s like Okay, but he’s just so Bland. the most unrealistic part of this lakorn is that they are expecting me to believe that this Bland Man not only manages to get KHIM to agree to marry him, but also is (according to the ep 8 preview) dating MULTIPLE women at the same time. like HOW??? i guess there’s hope for all of us...

lita... i’m not a fan of her either. she’s giving ‘friend who will backstab u in a heartbeat vibe.’ and fuck her for saying khim was out of kla’s league. that man is a better person than her lying ass will ever be. she also had a Moment w tan in ep 7. i really think they’re gonna get together, and i’m not mad. i think it’s fitting bc i don’t care about either of them individually. maybe them being together will make me care about them more? we shall see.

basically, this whole lakorn would be over and the conflict would be solved if these two just had like. A Normal Conversation. they’ve both been told completely different stories, so they have no idea wtf is going on and this is just making everything so much worse... BUT i am gonna enjoy every second of the Drama of it all. also kla should get to kill someone. as a treat!!

time to go back to watching eps 1-5 and pretending everything is still Okay!!

[turtle-babe83]

Hi!! Thank you for all these amazing writings!! If you're okay with it, 56, 63, 95, 101, and 147 plz :) I kinda had in mind like a reunion w/ either Raph or Leo where female reader was studying abroad for almost a year? Thank you so much <3

Oh I love this! Sweet, gentle lovemaking and the location is perfect. I’m also making it late spring so they don’t freeze their tushies off lol. And while Leo seems the obvious choice for a romantic reunion, I think big ol’ teddy bear Raph ups the fluff factor.

Reunited and It Feels Sooo Good…

Warning: Language and NSFW 18+ only

You could hardly contain yourself as your plane touched down on the runway. After spending ten months in western Europe for your graduate program, you were finally back on home turf. As soon as you could switch off airplane mode, several texts chimed. Your mother and your best friend, both making sure you landed safely. But the one that sent a thrill through your whole body was from him.

Your body was already burning. It had been far too long since you had felt his big, protective arms around you. Months of phone and video call sex that, while extremely hot, just didn’t compare with the real thing.

You disembarked, found your luggage, and hailed a cab. The cabbie gave you a strange look when you told him to head for the Statue of Liberty. A midnight visit to the large lady was odd even for New York standards. Besides, the ferries didn’t run at night. He dropped you off with a shake of his head. As you watched his taillights fade in the distance, you heard a deep voice from behind you.

“Well, ain’t ya a sight for sore eyes? Come to Daddy.”

Your heart swelled and you whirled around to launch yourself into the waiting arms of the love of your life. He looked good. He looked sexy. He looked like he was ready to devour you. He kissed you desperately, not caring that the two of you were technically still out in the open. You were home.

Raphael kept you pressed tightly to his chest, letting up just enough to let you catch your breath. You stared into those green eyes with love and adoration, giggling as he held you with one arm and grabbed your luggage with the other. He carried you down to the end of the dock where a small motorboat waited to take you over to Liberty Island. Setting you down carefully, Raph also got in, and you enjoyed the cool air of the late spring night as he steered the boat. You told him all about your flights back during the boat ride, and he filled you in on what the guys had been up to for the last couple of nights. Finally, you reached the dock, and Raph quickly secured the boat and helped you get out.

“So, what exactly are we doing here?” you asked, slightly perplexed.

Raph grinned and took your hand, leading you up the steps, and into an unlocked side door. Walking into the lobby area, you gasped at the sight before you. A nest of blankets and comforters, LED candles scattered everywhere, and a small space heater. It was sweet and sexy, just like your big, burly beast.

“Raphael! This is wonderful!” you exclaimed, hugging his waist.

Raph shrugged sheepishly, “Ya like it? I just wanted a place we could really be alone ta, ya know, ‘catch up.’”

“It’s perfect,” you murmured, voice lower and sultry.

You stepped closer, sliding an arm around his thick neck to pull him down closer, and pressed your open mouth to his. Enraptured by your lips, he didn’t even notice the quick work you were making of the ties on his shorts. You were shoving his shorts and underwear to the floor without even breaking the kiss. Raph groaned into your mouth, then his hands went wandering as well. He did have to pull away, just long enough to pull your shirt over your head. But he was quickly drawn back like a magnet, pushing his tongue through your lips as he struggled with your jeans. You finally had mercy on the guy and helped push them down your legs. You unfastened your bra yourself, knowing if he had to do it, he would be too frustrated and break another one of your favorites. Riiiip. Well, there went your panties.

You stepped up on his big feet and he walked you backwards to the pile of fluff on the floor, mouths still connected as he lowered you down. He held himself above you, being careful not to squash you. The next hour was spent in meticulous exploration as Raphael reacquainted himself with every inch of your soft skin. No mole or freckle was left unkissed, and surely he had memorized the taste of your hips, the flavor of your sweet nipples, as his tongue laced wet paths across your flesh. His fingers were reverent in their wandering, each tender touch like a prayer to you, the goddess he worshipped.

He nibbled the curves of your ass, and set fire to your blood as his journey brought him to his favorite treat. Oh, how he had missed this! Making you squirm and moan his name with your thighs shaking, and the way you would place a hand over his head to hold him there, as if he had any intention of leaving your delicious pussy before he had wrung every cry he could from your lungs. You rolled your hips, head tossing back and forth, as your orgasm neared.

“Raph! Oh god, Raphael,” you moaned.

“Again. I wanna hear my name again,” he growled, before taking your clit between his plump lips to suck.

“Ahhhhhh, Raph!” you wailed, release sending your hips bucking into his mouth as he licked the abundance of cum from your folds.

A satisfied smile graced his face as he rose above you. You started to roll over and present your ass, but he stopped you.

“I wanna see you,” he explained.

You felt your heart melt all over again as he entered your tight hole, slowly gliding and letting you enjoy every velvety inch. You had missed the way he stretched you so deliciously. He groaned at the way your walls gripped him. He was so thankful that your time abroad was over and he could have you like this again. Every plunge of his cock was slow and deliberate, so you could really feel him and the way your bodies connected so perfectly. Raph murmured praises in a low, hushed tone, and even your whimpers and moans were soft. The moment felt sacred as whispers filled the space with promises and affirmations of love and devotion. Your big brute certainly was crass and frankly a total ‘guy’ most of the time, and you had no qualms with that, loving him exactly as he was. But when he poured his heart into you, it elevated you to a place of love and contentment that you had never felt with anyone else.

Afterwards, laying in his arms, you lightly traced the lines of his plastron. You thought he had dozed off, until he spoke.

“Welcome back to the Big Apple, babe. Welcome home.”

You splayed your hand over his heart and returned, “This is my home, wherever I’m with you.”

♥️

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[taeyongdoyoung]

summary: as someone who’s been tormented for being a nerd, you’ve never viewed your friendly teasing towards your best friend seonghwa as bullying. but that is until he completely changes his style and image in school, confronting you about your past behaviour, so you have no choice but to admit the real reason why you’ve been making fun of him...

pairing: popular boy!seonghwa x nerd!reader

genre: high school!AU (the characters are 18 for the spicy parts huehehe), best friends to fake dating to lovers, angst, romance, smut, fluff

warnings: friendly teasing, clichéd/unrealistic portrayal of high school dynamics, hwa does kabedon on yn like once, seonghwa’s a bit of a tsundere, fake dating, hints of possessiveness, slightly problematic remarks, yn is briefly hwa’s slave?! (no, i will not elaborate), bullying, mean girls, insults, hair-pulling, kicking, death threats, some swearing, self-blame, power play, overuse of pet names (princess, baby, little girl, etc.), sir kink (i won’t apologize lol), begging, yunho being nosy (yes, that’s a warning), mention of hypothetical collars, insecurities, making out, loss of virginities, lots of kissing, soft dom!hwa, eating out, fingering, blowjob, consensual protected sex, dirty talk, praising, aftercare, crying, hurt&comfort, a lot of dorky references (cuz that’s me, after all), jumping off a balcony (don’t try this at home!), happy ending

author’s note: will i ever stop bullying poor hwa’s kermit hoodie? no. jk, i lov him so much, he’s so talented & gorgeous no matter what he wears ;-;

disclaimer: all jokes aside, i do not in any way condone bullying and this work is entirely fictional for entertainment purposes! i’ve been physically and emotionally tormented in school and though i have not talked much about it, i do not wish such an experience to anyone! treating people with kindness is cool and i hope everyone spreads more love! ❤️

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Having been best friends with Seonghwa for four years now (ever since your first year in high school), you couldn’t help but making fun of every little adorable thing he did. And honestly, you admired his patience when it came to putting up with your incessant teasing. Diligently cleaning up everything after him? You’d call him a neat freak. Not being able to drink coffee? You’d call him a teacup loser. 

So, when he started wearing that green hoodie of his to school, you couldn’t resist the temptation to call him Kermit the frog. And at first, it all started as a joke. But then the nickname kinda stuck and you just kept addressing him as Kermit, even if he wasn’t wearing the delectable green hoodie. And at one point, you could tell that poor Seonghwa was not a huge fan of the whole thing. But he never called you out on it or told you to stop. He never teased you back for being a hopeless nerd who studied 24/7 and read books for fun. So, you kept going.

Until the summer before your last year in high school arrived. Sadly, Seonghwa was going to be out of the country for the whole vacation. You were going to miss him terribly, you realized. You had become so used to seeing him everyday that you couldn’t imagine how you’d last three months without being able to see his pretty face all the time. You’d occasionally text him memes and ask him what he was up to. But as the summer was coming to an end, his replies became less and less frequent, more and more concise. You kept wondering if you’d done something wrong. It couldn’t be the Kermit thing, you began telling yourself. After all, it was normal to tease your best friend every once in a while. Right?

When the first day of your last year in high school came, you were nervously anticipating the moment when you’d see Seonghwa again. Summer without him had been so boring and you couldn’t wait to hug him again and find a new thing to joke about.

The second you saw him, you instinctively knew there would be no more joking around. Seonghwa practically walked into the school hallway like he owned the place. He’d completely changed his style and overall image. Gone were the dorky hoodies you secretly loved so much. Instead, they were replaced by a black leather jacket. Gone were the casual sweatpants he looked so good in. In their place were dark jeans that made him look kinda dangerous. And the whole confidence with which he carried himself was just totally different. 

If you had known that a summer abroad could change a person so much, you would have tried harder at convincing him to stay in the country. On top of it all, he was now hanging out with a bunch of popular a-holes that you had never talked to before. Honestly, you couldn’t even gather the courage to approach your best friend. He looked so distant and unfamiliar that you couldn’t help but feel a little hurt. Especially when you heard him laughing at the cool kids’ jokes. That should have been you...

You remembered when you were the one making him giggle, as if it was a century ago, when in reality it was just a couple of months. You kept sighing during the whole day, not daring to even talk to him. If he wanted to still hang out with you after his sudden “change in status”, he would, you kept convincing yourself. But he didn’t. In fact, he ignored you the whole day, making you feel like shit.

Just as you were leaving the school building in a hurry, mentally prepared for an evening of crying your eyes out and eating ice cream, you felt a hand grabbing you tightly. Turning around, you were surprised to find Seonghwa’s eyes staring back at you.

“Hi, princess,” he greeted you calmly.

“H-hi, S-seonghwa,” you responded dumbly.

“What? No witty comeback?” Seonghwa scoffed, smirking.

“What are you talking about?”

“Aren’t you gonna bully me and call me names again? Kermit? Teacup loser? Neat freak? What’s it gonna be this time?” he spat out, pushing you against the school wall and extending his arms to touch the cold bricks so that you would feel trapped.

“Bully you?” you whispered in disbelief. “H-hwa, I wasn’t...I didn’t m-mean...”

“Oh, yeah?” he mocked your stuttering self. “Then, why did you say all these things, huh?”

“You know why,” you replied.

“No, I don’t. So, tell me right now or I swear, I can make your existence a living hell,” Seonghwa threatened.

“Because I like you, you idiot!” you cried out. “I like you so that’s why I’ve been teasing you. Because if I didn’t, I would have to admit how attractive I find all your habits. How adorable it is when you used to tidy your desk and how sexy you looked in that damned green hoodie. There, I said it. Are you happy now?”

You were so frustrated with the way he ignored you all day only to accuse you of bullying him that you ducked your head swiftly beneath his arm, simultaneously bending your knees, and, thus, successfully escaping from Seonghwa’s ambush.

“Y/N, wait!” he called after you, but you were running too fast and luck was on your side, as the bus arrived at that exact same moment, allowing you to get on it, before he could.

You couldn’t sleep much that night, tormented by the fact Seonghwa had confused your friendly jokes with bullying and how foolishly you’d confessed your feelings for him. You were certain that your affections were unrequited and now that he had this whole new position in the school hierarchy, he would undoubtedly make fun of you for them. You were even considering transferring to another school to avoid the potential embarrassment.

In the morning, no sooner had you finished breakfast in the comfort of your room than you heard loud honks. They were unlike the ones in your dad’s car so you couldn’t help but wonder what jerk had decided to park in front of your house and make your day even worse.

“Sweetie,” your mom informed you a bit after. “Your friend Seonghwa is here. He said he’ll drive you to school today. As promised.”

“He did?” you mumbled in confusion. But maybe because you weren’t ready to talk to your mom yet about what happened yesterday, you lied. “Ah, that’s right, I almost forgot.”

Hurriedly, you grabbed your bag and practically sprinted downstairs. You were curious to see what he wanted. And that’s exactly what you asked the minute you entered his car.

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

“Aw, no good morning for me, princess?” Seonghwa pouted and God, you hated how cute you found him after the way he’d treated you the previous day. “What does it look like I’m doing?” he rolled his eyes, starting the engine. “I’m driving you to school.”

“I can see that. But why?” you hissed.

“Well, someone got up on the wrong side of the bed,” he groaned. “If you’re so insistent on finding out, I’ll tell you. Ever since you told me how you felt yesterday, I’ve been thinking...And I’ve come to the conclusion that you have two options. Option number one is to enjoy your hellish last year of high school. You’ve had your fair share of teasing me so I’m definitely going to enjoy telling everyone about your little crush on me. It’s going to be so much fun to embarrass you in front of the whole school.”

What the fuck was wrong with him? Seonghwa was supposed to be your best friend! Why was he suddenly acting like you were worth less than a dirty rug? Was it possible that he had changed so much in the span of three months? Or was he always like that? Had you been blinded by his good looks? No, that definitely wasn’t the case. Seonghwa was the sweetest guy you’d ever known. How did he get so...cold? Cold enough to chill your bones.

“And what’s option number two?” you grunted, already anticipating the worst.

“So, there’s this annoying girl in our class I want to avoid at all costs. Just because her parents are doing business with mine does not mean I’m into her. Option number two is for us to pretend we’re dating in school. Considering how much you like me, I’m assuming it won’t be very difficult for you to pretend. If you agree, that is.”

What a jerk...You shared your sincere feelings with your best friend and that’s the first thing that crossed his mind? To use you in order to avoid some random girl? If it was any other guy, you would have said no. If you weren’t desperate for even a fraction of Seonghwa’s time and attention, you would have said no. If you weren’t so pathetically whipped for him, you would have said no.

“I’ll do it,” you said. “For how long do you need me to be your fake girlfriend?”

“Just until graduation. Then, we’ll fake break up and each go our separate ways. How does that sound?”

It sounded terrible! You wanted Seonghwa to be a part of your life forever. But with the way he was treating you, you weren’t confident he felt the same way anymore.

“Sounds great,” you lied, because you couldn’t give him the satisfaction of hearing your thoughts. You’d never be perceived as weak again.

The second you walked into school, Seonghwa’s arm wrapped possessively around your shoulder, everyone’s eyes were on you. It was like high-schoolers had no better thing to occupy their time with but to gossip around the latest dating news. If you weren’t enjoying his company so much, you would have found their reactions pathetic. And somewhat unnerving.

“When did you two lovebirds start seeing each other?” one of Seonghwa’s popular friends Yunho asked.

“Oh, you know what they say. A girl and a guy can’t stay just friends for long,” Seonghwa responded.

You internally rolled your eyes. Your best friend before the summer would have never said such a thing. Whatever the reason for his current behaviour was, you would get to the bottom of it. And right now, you felt like going along with this whole fake dating thing was your best chance at unraveling the mystery.

For the first day of your little arrangement, everything seemed to be going fine. Everyone was staring at you two but you didn’t mind. All you cared about was him. However, soon enough Seonghwa started asking you for weird things.

“Carry my bag for me.” / “Get me a drink from the vending machine, will you?” / “Bring me a snack from the supermarket across the street.” / “Oh, and for my friends, too, doll.”

Seriously, it was getting infuriating. You no longer felt like you were his bestie. You didn’t even feel like you were his fake girlfriend. At this point, you had practically become his slave! Running any errand and carrying his stuff for him. But what was the alternative? If you refused to play your part in this pretend dating scheme, he could easily turn against you and make fun of you in front of the whole school. So, you kept your mouth shut and swallowed your pride.

One evening, around a month after the fake dating agreement had started, you had stayed in the library a bit longer to prepare for an upcoming assignment. By the time you were out of the school building, you supposed that Seonghwa had already gone home. Frankly, the only nice thing he was intent on doing for you was driving you to school and back to your place most of the days.

As you were making your way towards the bus stop, you had the strangest suspicion you were being followed. Not daring to turn around, you started walking faster. But unfortunately, your attackers also sped up and soon enough, you were surrounded by a group of angry faces. Their leader was obviously Eunhee, the most popular girl in the whole school. And coincidentally, this was also the girl whose parents were doing business with Seonghwa’s parents. The very reason you were fake dating your best friend in the first place.

“Well, if it isn’t the little bookshrimp,” she mocked you, sticking a sharp nail into your chest. You didn’t bother correcting her that the right term was bookworm. You were already in enough trouble as it was. For some reason, teasing Seonghwa had been easy because you meant well and you were sure he wouldn’t hurt you. Not really. Because he knew how badly you’d been bullied in middle school. But now that you were met with so many threatening figures, you froze rightaway, unable to defend yourself.

“Just l-leave me alone,” you stammered.

“Aw, aren’t you a little pathetic shrimpie?” Eunhee cooed and started pulling your hair harshly and kicking you onto the ground. The other girls were holding you down so that you wouldn’t fight back. “Did you seriously believe you can steal Seonghwa from me? We’re meant to be together and if you stand in our way, I will fucking kill you!”

“S-stop, you’re hurting me!” you exclaimed sorrowfully. You tried your best to shield yourself and push her away but her loyal minions were preventing you from doing so. Just as Eunhee was about to slap you across the face, you witnessed as her threatening hand was stopped mid-air by the interloper whose features you couldn’t quite discern in the dark. But whose voice you would recognize anywhere.

“You think you’re so brave?” Seonghwa yelled at Eunhee and her friends. “Ganging up on her like that? Six against one? You’re the pathetic ones.”

“Hwa, we were just trying to teach her a lesson. She should learn her place, after all,” Eunhee tried to explain.

“A lesson?” he scoffed. “You dumbasses can’t even pass Calculus and you want to teach the smartest girl in our school a lesson?” your heart melted with warmth at how highly he thought of you. “Oh, that’s rich.”

“You won’t tell my dad, right?” Eunhee was suddenly on the defensive. She’d probably be in big trouble if he found out how his precious daughter was behaving in school.

“Get out of my sight right now or I’ll tell the whole country,” Seonghwa threatened through gritted teeth. (Later on, he actually did tell her dad about the incident and Eunhee, along with her followers, were suspended from school for two weeks. Oh, and their rich parents cut off their money, which was pretty impressive an accomplishment). And so, the vicious girls scattered like roaches in daylight. Pulling you onto your feet, Seonghwa grabbed your hand and started walking towards his car which you somehow hadn’t noticed parked nearby. Getting inside, he started the engine immediately but his hands were clutching the steering wheel so hard you were feeling a bit scared. You had never seen your best friend so angry. Well, maybe the only other time that came close was when you were telling him about your past experiences with bullying...

“Are you mad at me?” you asked sheepishly.

“At you?” he chuckled harshly. “Why would I be mad at you? You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“I don’t know...”

“Why didn’t you fight them back?” Seonghwa inquired.

“I tried, but I was reminded of middle school and just...froze. I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright, I’m not blaming you,” he replied calmly. “I was just wondering. Cause I know you’ve been going to self-defense classes. And I thought you were making progress. I mean, the last time I came to watch, you were pretty good.”

That was before the summer. Of course it was. Still, you were touched by the fact that he remembered. Despite acting like he didn’t care, you instinctively knew he did.

“I mean, I was,” you said. “But I panicked.”

Seonghwa let go of the wheel with one hand and placed it on your bare knee, rubbing calming circles around it. You two were alone so you were certain this was no longer the fake dating thing. This was just your best friend being there for you when you needed him the most.

“If anyone tries that shit again, just tell them you’re my girlfriend, alright? They have to be idiots to mess with you,” he spoke angrily.

“Fake girlfriend,” you reminded him sadly.

“That’s none of their business,” he replied, but didn’t correct you. Oh, how badly you wished to be his real girlfriend. To show him how much you cared for him.

“Why did you change so much over the summer?” you suddenly asked, while Seonghwa was driving you home.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Seonghwa responded harshly. “You don’t like my green hoodie and you also don’t like my leather jacket? There’s really no satisfying you, is there?”

“I didn’t mean your clothes,” you mumbled. “Just...your overall attitude towards me. Before the summer you used to let me squeeze your cheeks and sit in your lap and now you seem so...unapproachable. I’m just saying, we were closer when I was your best friend than we are now that I’m your fake girlfriend.”

Seonghwa stopped the car abruptly, making you blink in shock.

“I changed because I was sick of you treating me like a little boy and I wanted you to start seeing me as a man,” he admitted but without looking into your eyes.

“W-what are you saying?” you swallowed nervously.

“Nevermind.”

“No, you have to talk to me, Hwa!” you insisted desperately. “If you still consider me your best friend, be honest with me. Please.”

“This,” he gestured vaguely at you as he finally met your gaze. “This is exactly why I changed so much, Y/N. I don’t want to be your best friend anymore.”

His cruel words hurt you more than anything you’d ever experienced in your life. More than all the bullying, the slapping and getting pushed against a wall. Losing your best friend was your worst fear. But you had promised yourself to never be weak again. So the second he said that, you pulled the handle of the side door, attempting to get out of his car. Before you could do that, Seonghwa grabbed your hand, effectively keeping you in place.

“I want to be your boyfriend. For real this time,” he elaborated.

You stared at him in utter confusion.

“But...when I confessed, you acted like you didn’t care. Like I meant nothing to you.”

“Forget how I acted. I only offered the fake dating shit because I wanted to get closer to you again. Make up for the lost time during the summer. Do you honestly think I give a fuck about what Eunhee thinks or says about me? I just used that as an excuse. I’ve told her I’m not into her hundreds of times. And yes, maybe I have changed. Not because I don’t care about you. But because I do. You used to gush about Count Dracula and Darth Vader so much that I thought if I became the bad guy, you’d finally notice me. I wanted so terribly to impress you and make you stop seeing me as your adorable best friend that I got too lost in the feeling of holding power over you...Too lost to notice you liked me all along, didn’t you?”

“I did,” you whispered teary-eyed. “I do,” correcting yourself. “H-hwa, I’m so sorry to break it to you but-”

“If you reject me, I won’t be responsible for attempted murder,” Seonghwa interrupted you jokingly.

“I’m so sorry to break it to you,” you repeated with a sly smirk. “But no matter how hard you try to change, I will always see you as my adorable best friend. And though I have to admit I did stop teasing you temporarily, that was only because you suddenly started behaving like the dangerously sexy king of the high school. Can you blame me for feeling a little intimidated? I know I’ve said this before but I didn’t think me teasingly calling you Kermit would go this far. I never meant to hurt you, Hwa.”

“I know you didn’t, princess,” Seonghwa whispered, gently stroking your cheeks.

“And yes,” you smiled shyly, leaning into his touch.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, I want to be your real girlfriend. It would be a dream come true.”

“Yeah?” he chuckled, as if the very idea seemed amusing to him. “How badly do you want it?”

“So badly, I would do anything for you, sir,” you uttered the last word without thinking much, your brain somehow recalling a time when you two had discussed how you’d enjoy being called by a potential significant other. In retrospect, that wasn’t really a thing best friends generally talked about.

“Sir?” Seonghwa grinned, leaning his head against your forehead. “Keep that up and your real girlfriend status will be confirmed.”

“I want to kiss you so much,” you were on the verge of begging. Oh, screw it. “Please, please, let me kiss you.”

He didn’t respond, just connected your lips with his own softly, taking his time with you. It was pure magic. You had thought about kissing your best friend thousands of times. But nothing compared to the reality. Parting your lips further to let his tongue in, you physically couldn’t prevent yourself from moaning into his mouth, overwhelmed by how good it felt. How insanely intoxicating he tasted. How you were burning alive and it would be the sweetest death imaginable.

“Not if I kiss you first,” Seonghwa said once he broke the kiss apart. “Oh, wait, I just did.”

What the hell...had just happened? Sneaking a peak at the time, you were suddenly panicking by how late it was.

“Holy shit, my parents are going to kill me!” you exclaimed. “Can you please drive me home?”

“Sure thing, princess,” he laughed, increasingly amused by your flustered self. “That’s exactly what I was intending to do anyways. I’m not in the habit of keeping little girls past their bed time.”

“Shut up, I’m not a little girl!” you complained. “I’m just a few months younger than you. Asshole.”

“Hey! Is that any way to speak to your devoted boyfriend?” Seonghwa scolded you teasingly.

Oh, God. You loved the sound of that. Your best friend was now your boyfriend. It still felt unreal.

“I’m sorry, sir,” you mewled apologetically, already knowing how to make him weak for you with just one tiny word. “And thank you for taking me home.”

“Anytime,” Seonghwa smiled. “See you tomorrow, baby.”

You could get used to it. Reaching forward to open the door for you, he whispered in your ear:

“I’m taking you out on our first date. Doll yourself up for me, will you?”

You nodded, your heart beating too fast to actually manage a verbal response. After you got inside and suffered a brief interrogation from your parents (using the library+extra assignments excuse), you hurried up the stairs, took a quick shower and then went to bed. No sooner had you closed your eyes than your phone buzzed with notifications.

Kermit the Frog: You still up?

Kermit the Frog: For fear of sounding lame, I moss you already

Kermit the Frog: *Miss...damn autocorrect

You chuckled upon seeing his messages. Whatever demon possessed you to still keep that nickname in your chat, you knew you had to change it immediately. If he saw it on your first date tomorrow, you would never hear the end of it.

You: I’m awake, yes

You: And I moss you too 😉

You purposefully misspelled the word to tease him. After all, it was only in order.

Boyfie 🐸: That obnoxious Kermit nickname better be gone by tomorrow

He texted as if he’d read your mind and you gasped in surprise.

Boyfie 🐸: Or we’re having our first couple fight!!

You: How did you know?!?

Boyfie 🐸: Not my fault you keep your phone unlocked sometimes

Boyfie 🐸: I’m not kidding, change it right now 😡

You: Changed it already

You texted him back quickly, sending him a screenshot.

You: Can I at least keep the frog emoji? 🥺

Boyfie 🐸: NO!!! REMOVE IT OR WE BREAK UP 😡😡😡

You: Damnit, Hwa, your angery Aries is showing...okay, fineee

You sent another screenshot of the now changed emoji.

You: Happy now?

Boyfie ❤️🖤💙: Much better, princess 🤗🤗🤗

Boyfie ❤️🖤💙: Now go to sleep, we have early classes tomorrow

You: Wow, so bossy. Okay, sir, I’m going

Boyfie ❤️🖤💙: Good night, my baby 😘

You: Staaahp, ohmygosh. And good night, Hwa 🥺

The next morning you ran outside faster than The Flash as soon as you heard the oh-so-familiar honks. When you saw Seonghwa waiting there to pick you up, your heart did a backflip as you excitedly took the passenger seat.

“Good morning, boyfriend,” you greeted him and kissed his cheek. “This still feels so strange.”

“Well, you better get used to it, doll. Wow, you really cleaned up nicely today,” he complimented your pastel pink dress. “Not that you usually don’t! You’re always gorgeous, I just meant that you’re especially gorgeous and...nope, that also sounds wrong. Okay, I shut up now.”

“Relax,” you giggled. “It’s fine. I appreciate the effort. You don’t look so bad yourself. Oh, who am I kidding? You’re practically sex on legs 24/7. I think it’s time for me to shut up now.”

“You’re so cute when you get flustered. Anyone ever tell you that?”

“Just you,” you admitted.

Once you walked into the school, it was like everyone noticed the subtle change in your dynamic. Because Seonghwa did something he never did before. He carried your bag and gave you his leather jacket! And Hwa’s friends were immediately onto you like bees to honey.

“I mean, I knew you guys were dating,” Seonghwa’s friend Yunho observed. “But I never saw the chemistry before, to be honest. Until now. I mean, come on, Y/N was like a loyal puppy, always following Hwa around.”

“Hey, don’t give him any ideas!” you joked.

“Too late. Already ordered the collar,” Seonghwa winked.

“Kinky. Can’t tell if I’m into it or want to cut off my ears,” Yunho grinned. “Probably both.”

“Nice chat, but we gotta head to class, Yu,” Seonghwa said because his friend was in a different class.

“See you for lunch?” Yunho suggested.

“Can’t. Already made plans with this little girl,” Hwa tilted his head towards you.

“Whoo, enjoy, then!”

“It’s not what it sounds like!” you groaned, feeling uncharacteristically embarassed.

“Isn’t it?” Seonghwa smirked mysteriously and pulled you towards the room you had class in.

“Nothing involving collars and puppies, I assure you!” you yelled (perhaps a little too loudly), twisting your head, not wanting to give Yunho and the rest of Seonghwa’s friends the wrong idea.

When your classes for the day were over, Seonghwa led you towards his car once again. You were a bit nervous to make a good impression on your first date. Even though it was silly. Your best friend of four years had surely made a first impression a long time ago.

“Where are we going?” you asked to break the awkward silence.

“It’s a surprise, princess. Can you be patient for me?”

“I can,” you promised dutifully and placed your tiny hand on top of his. “Anything for you, sir.”

Seonghwa lost focus on the road for the briefest of moments in order to give you a warning look. One look and that was all you needed to keep you quiet and obedient. Eventually, you realized where he was taking you. Though you hadn’t been to his place for a couple of months now, you couldn’t forget how the drive to Seonghwa’s home looked.

“I dressed myself up and we’re just going to your place?” you hmphed in playful annoyance. “So much for our glamorous first date.”

“Don’t underestimate the power of my cooking skills. Shit, I sorta ruined the surprise, didn’t I?”

“Aww, you were planning to cook for me on our first date? Hwaaa, I’ve only had you as a boyfriend for less than 24 hours and you’re already pulling out the big guns! I don’t mean to push my luck but if you’re cooking now, I’m trembling to witness our one month anniversary.”

Seonghwa rolled his eyes.

“You’re very ambitious to think you can put up with me for an entire month.”

”Hwa, sweetie, I’ve put up with you for four years.”

“Not as your boyfriend, you haven’t.”

“We’ll talk again in 30 days,” you vowed enigmatically.

“Here we are,” Seonghwa announced once he parked in front of his home. “My parents are currently at work so you don’t need to worry about...well, anything, really.”

“What’s the supposed to mean?” for some reason his words made you even more worried.

“Nothing, I just meant you can...like, be yourself. There’s no one to impress.”

“There’s you,” you pointed out. “Don’t forget your parents already know me. And besides, you’re the only person I care about impressing.” 

“Not to stroke your ego, but you’ve already impressed me. After all, you’re the only one who’s had the audacity to compare me to a freaking muppet and survived.”

“Point taken,” you chuckled.

“Come on, let’s get inside,” Seonghwa suggested and the two of you entered his house. No matter how much you begged him to let you help with the cooking, he was insistent that he would do all the work. Said something about making up to you for the times you had to carry his bag or buy snacks to him and his friends. When you argued that you also had some making up to do for all the times you teased him a little too insensitively, he said that you agreeing to be his real girlfriend was enough to satisfy his wounded heart. Seeing that there was no point in arguing, you gave up and occupied yourself by mindlessly scrolling through social media. About an hour later, Seonghwa finally deemed his culinary masterpieces ready to be eaten. He allowed you to at least help set the table which you considered a small victory. The second you tried the first meal, you were so overwhelmed by the exquisite tastes that you spoke without thinking much.

“God, I wanna marry you.”

Seonghwa simply chuckled, amused by your unexpected reaction.

“Did I say that out loud?” you whispered, completely mortified, covering your mouth in embarassment.

“I’m afraid so.”

“Shit, I’m such a mess,” you mumbled.

“No, it’s fine. I take it as a compliment. Now, eat up before it gets cold. If my wicked plan works, you’ll have bought me a wedding ring by the time dessert arrives.”

“Truly wicked. I’m in danger,” you laughed and kept enjoying the various meals Seonghwa had prepared. 

Once the plates were empty, you felt so full and warm you couldn’t possibly move. And no, that wasn’t an exaggeration. Seonghwa had to physically carry you to the couch so that you two would re-watch Star Wars: Return of the Jedi together, warmly cuddled up under a blanket.

Suddenly, you were possessed by the urge to speak your mind and be as honest with him as possible. After hiding your true feelings for four years, now that you were finally given the chance to be yourself, you were feeling uncharacteristically brave.

“You know, even though I was messing around earlier, I had indeed daydreamed about marrying you back in our first year of high school. You were the first boy who ever treated me like I wasn’t the walking joke of the universe. The first who ever hung out with me not as a prank but because you actually saw me as a friend. When I started teasing you about your cute habits, I hope you know I never wished to hurt you. I just wanted to show you that I notice and appreciate every single detail about you. So, yeah, I really like you, Hwa. Have liked you for a long time.”

Seonghwa had paused the movie the second you started talking. And now that you were done sharing your thoughts, he seemed unable to say anything. The silence was a bit awkward so you interrupted it once again.

“I’m sorry, that was silly. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable so early in our re-”

This time, he interrupted you with a kiss, pulling you into his lap, just like the good old days. You smiled into his mouth, wrapping your arms around him.

“It wasn’t silly. I appreciate you saying all that,” Seonghwa reassured you. “And for the record, I know you meant well with all the teasing. In a sense, a part of me even suspected that you liked me back. But I was also feeling a bit insecure. I kept thinking that you could do so much better than go out with dorky Kermit guy who has an obsession with tidying up, you know? That you deserved someone else. But I couldn’t allow anyone else to be that someone. So, I changed myself.”

“Maybe you did change a little. But in my heart, you’re always going to be my Frog Prince Hwa.”

“I hate you so much,” he rolled his eyes.

“Naw, you don’t.”

“Fine. I hate that you’re right.”

Things between you and Seonghwa were going great. It had been three months since you two started dating for real. He was super attentive and caring towards you. However, you were a bit bummed out since not much changed compared to his behaviour as your best friend and as your boyfriend. Sure, you did start kissing each other and occasionally making out (which wasn’t exactly a best friend activity). But there was one thing that still had not happened. And the more time passed, the more anxious you felt to bring it up.

One evening, you had miraculously convinced your parents to let you have a sleepover at Seonghwa’s place. After insisting that nothing out of the ordinary was going on between you two and even if something unusual did happen (which you highly doubted but secretly hoped for), you were going to use protection (and no, you were certainly not referring to Seonghwa’s collection of action figures who carried weapons).

As you and your boyfriend were enjoying your snacks while watching TV from the comfort of his bed, you couldn’t help but finally raise the question that had been tormenting your mind for a while now.

“S-seonghwa...do you not find me attractive?”

“What the hell are you asking me that for? Would you be my girlfriend if I didn’t find you attractive?”

“Well, I don’t know. I’ve never dated anyone before so...I was just wondering if there’s a particular reason why we still haven’t...taken things to the next level?”

“The next level?” he chuckled. “Relationships aren’t video games. And to answer your question, the reason’s actually the exact opposite of your concerns. We haven’t done anything more than making out because I find you ridiculously attractive. And it’s taking every last inch of my self-restraint to not pressure you into something you’re not comfortable with. I just wanted to wait until you’re ready.”

“Ready? So you knew that I haven’t...with anyone...yet?” you purposefully left out some words because you were feeling incredibly shy discussing this with Seonghwa.

“Of course I knew, princess. You’re my best friend. And my girlfriend.”

“Well, that’s a relief, at least. That you’re not repulsed by my...inexperience.”

“Why would I be when we’re in the same boat?”

“We are?” you whispered in shock.

“Why do you look so surprised?” Seonghwa laughed. “I’ve had the biggest crush on you since forever. Did you honestly think I would just screw anyone else?”

“Well, it’s not like you didn’t have options,” you pointed out, referring to all the potential love interests swarming around him like bees. “Unlike me.”

“Are you regretful, little girl?” he inquired, running a lazy finger across your cheek. “Jealous?”

“No, I just...want to be the best for you, sir,” you confessed nervously.

“You’re already the best I could hope for,” Seonghwa responded and kissed you hungrily, burying his hands into your hair.

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?” you curiously needed to know. “That you haven’t either...”

“It’s not something that comes up in everyday conversation?” he pointed out. “What was I supposed to say? Hi, bestie, let’s have lunch together. Oh and by the way, I’m a hopeless virgin pining over you?”

“You’re right,” you laughed. “It would have made things awkward.”

“Now, unless you have any other pressing issues, I suggest we go back to kissing.”

And without giving you the time to argue, Seonghwa devoured your lips rightaway, gently pushing you down so that your back hit the sheets. Then, he started slowly taking off your jeans. Anxiously trembling under his vigorous touch, you placed a hand against his chest. He immediately noticed and put a temporary halt to his ministrations.

“We don’t have to do this right now,” he comforted you with all the seriousness in his voice.

“No, I want to, I swear,” you nodded eagerly.

“Princess, you’re literally shaking,” Seonghwa remarked.

“What’s wrong with me?” you sighed.

“There’s nothing wrong with you. You’re perfect. Tell me to stop if you feel even the slightest hint of hesitation or discomfort and I will, I promise.”

“I know you would, Hwa. I trust you. But even if I’m a bit nervous, I want to do this with you. Please?”

“Well, I can’t deny you since you’re asking so nicely,” he grinned and continued where he left off. “Can I get rid of these?” Seonghwa inquired, carefully pushing your panties to the side.

“Yes, you can do anything to me.”

“Oh, sweetheart, you really shouldn’t have said that,” he chuckled darkly and tore your underwear savagely. You couldn’t even gather the energy to complain about the ruination of your new pair, you were far too turned on by Seonghwa’s aggressive nature to care. He didn’t waste any more time, grabbing your thighs to hold them in place, he began licking your pussy with his tongue and stimulating it with his long fingers. It didn’t take long for you to start squirming beneath his touch, helplessly moaning his name. He didn’t cease his merciless movements until you reached your orgasm. When your breathing finally eased, you gathered the energy to speak again:

“I thought you said you’ve never done this before? How were you so...so...”

“So good?” Seonghwa smirked confidently and bit his lower lip. “I mean...I’ve seen videos. Read some things here and there.”

“Honestly? I think you’re a god.”

“You’ll have to stop complimenting me so much or I’ll develop a god complex,” he joked. “What do you want to do next, baby?”

“I want to suck you off,” you mumbled.

“Who taught you such dirty language?”

“Hey! I read, too,” you pouted and assuredly made your way towards the carpet next to his bed.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Seonghwa asked.

“Aren’t I supposed to kneel in order to pleasure you, sir?”

“Princesses never kneel,” he instructed and got up from the bed, urging you to lie down with your head hanging from the very edge of the bed and make yourself comfortable. “Open up that pretty little mouth for me, will you?”

You did as he asked obediently and even went the extra mile to stick your tongue out. Unbuckling his belt and throwing it to the side, Seonghwa was quick to follow your wishes and let his cock spring free from his jeans. Your mouth went dry at the sight of his monstrous size. Seeing your worries if it will fit reflected in your eyes, he expressed his concern for you:

“Are you sure about this?”

“Please, please, I need you,” you whimpered without thinking, eager to have a taste. Without making you wait any longer, Seonghwa pushed the tip of his cock inside, gently letting your cheeks get used to the unfamiliar feeling. Slowly, he went deeper, allowing you to acquaint yourself with the stretch. When you kept blinking at him in anticipation, he realized you were ready for more and began moving faster, fucking into your mouth at a steady pace. As he neared his high, his motions became less controlled you were sucking more intently, impatient to swallow every last drop of him.

“Shit, I’m going to-” he attempted to break away, but you managed to wrap your hands at the back of his legs in order to keep his cock inside your mouth. 

Seconds later, he released his cum and you began drinking it thirstily. When you had made certain that no drop was wasted, you finally let go of his legs, allowing your boyfriend’s dick to dangle freely outside of your mouth.

“You’re fucking incredible,” Seonghwa praised you and placed a soft kiss on the top of your head. “My incredible girl.”

“I’m only yours, sir,” you mumbled, way too affected by him.

“You like this, don’t you?” he mocked you teasingly.

“Yes, sir, I want to belong to you,” you whimpered and turned around to pull him back into bed.

“Your wish is my command, princess,” Seonghwa smiled fondly and took a mysterious package out of the back pocket of his jeans. Soon enough, you realized what it was, as he started lining up the condom on his cock.

“Oooh, I brought one of those, as well!” you exclaimed in surprise.

“You came here on a mission, didn’t you? Wicked little thing,” he tsked in fake disapproval.

“It’s not my fault you’re walking around like an Adonis,” you defended yourself boldly.

“You’re one to speak. Freaking goddess,” Seonghwa complimented you and slowly began unbuttoning your shirt you had somehow forgotten you were still wearing. “Is this okay?” he asked softly, always making sure you were feeling safe.

“More than okay,” you consented. Left in nothing but your baby pink bra, you unintentionally shivered at the sudden cold air surrounding you. Soon after that, Seonghwa undid the clasps and you were now only wearing your birthday suit. Feeling a bit timid, you self-consciously covered your breasts and broke eye contact with your boyfriend.

“Hey, hey, look at me,” he pressed the palm of his hand against your cheek. “Do you want to stop?”

You weakly shook your head and somehow managed to gather the strength to look into his beautifully dark eyes once again.

“Then, let me see you, yeah?” Seonghwa nudged your hands away gently. “You’re so beautiful, baby.”

You blushed at his sudden praise and allowed him to have a look. But seconds later, you were getting a bit impatient.

“Please, Hwa, I want you so much.”

“Anything for my princess,” he chuckled and coaxed his tip at your entrance slowly. When you gave him a sign he could go deeper, his movements became bolder. “Fuck, you’re taking me so well.”

“M-more, sir, I swear I can do this,” you begged as you were beginning to unravel beneath him. As he fucked you faster into oblivion, you were no longer thinking straight and his name was the only word you were capable of uttering. Over and over again. Until you both came, blissfully lost in each other’s arms.

“Here, let me clean you up,” Seonghwa offered sweetly, picking you up with little effort and carrying you to the bathtub. 

When he started shampooing your hair, rubbing body lotion into your sensitive skin and covering your neck with soft kisses, you couldn’t stop your tears from falling, touched by his infinite tenderness and by the sheer intimacy of the gesture.

“Darling, are you crying?” he questioned you upon hearing your hiccups.

“N-no,” you lied but it was useless, because it was quite obvious you were, in fact, bawling your eyes out.

“Did I hurt you, my sweet princess?” Seonghwa asked in concern.

“How...how could you think that?” you whimpered. “You’ve been nothing but kind and caring towards me. It’s just that...this is the first time I’ve felt so...special, so worthy, so...”

“Loved?” he offered the word you had been seeking for but had been too scared to utter out loud.

“Y-yeah,” you confirmed shyly. “Is it too early to say this? I’m sorry if it is but...I love you, Seonghwa.”

He simply stared at you in disbelief for a couple of seconds. This time, you were once again the one to break the deafening silence.

“You don’t have to say it back. I just...I wanted you to know. It’s okay if you don’t feel the same way but-”

“I love you too, baby. Of course I do,” Seonghwa reassured you. “And I’m not just saying it, I don’t feel obliged to say it. As my best friend, you know me better than anyone else. And you know I don’t do things unless I want to. So, believe me when I say this.”

“Fuck,” you uttered and only started crying harder in his arms.

“Shhh, you’re safe with me, sweetheart. I would never harm you,” he comforted you and stroked your hair lovingly, putting all your worries and self-doubts at the very back of your head.

After you were all dried up from the bath and had put on your boyfriend’s shirt while he was still in the shower, you were feeling uncharacteristically confident. Confident enough to look for something you hadn’t seen for a while. You had been wondering if he had it hanging around somewhere in his wardrobe. And after a short period of rummaging you found your treasure. The green hoodie. The Kermit hoodie. You smiled mischievously as you changed into it. It still smelled like him, you beamed. Back when he was simply your best friend, the amount of times you had fantasized about him lending it to you should have been illegal. So now that you had been promoted to his girlfriend, you simply couldn’t let such an opportunity pass you by.

Once Seonghwa got out of the shower, water droplets running down the divine skin on his bare chest, you were too busy staring at him in all his beauty and glory to notice the angry look on his face.

“How did you even find this? It was hidden so well in my wardrobe,” he scowled.

“Don’t be mad,” you pouted adorably. “I look so cute in it, right?”

“Cuter than me, that’s for sure,” Seonghwa rolled his eyes and tickled your belly.

“That’s impossible, you make the cutest Kermit,” you giggled, enjoying how easy it was to get on his nerves.

“You’ll never let me live this down, will you?” he groaned.

“Never ever, my stunning Frog Prince,” you vowed and kissed him quickly, taking him by surprise. His eyes widened in shock and he seemed too flustered to continue scolding you.

“You’re in luck today. Nothing can ruin my good mood,” Seonghwa was determined.

“Great,” you grinned gleefully. “Cause from now on, I intend on making all your days filled with joy.”

“From now on?” he chuckled sarcastically. “Oh, princess, my days have been filled with nothing but joy ever since I met you.”

And indeed, both Seonghwa’s days and yours were nothing but pure happiness ever since you decided to make your relationship real. And despite his foolish statement that he no longer wanted to be your best friend, you had somehow managed to convince him that he was both your boyfriend and bestie and that was perfectly okay. As if in the blink of an eye, spring came which meant that the whole school was in nervous excitement about the upcoming prom. Generally, you weren’t the type to get overwhelmed about such a trivial topic. But now that you were dating Seonghwa, the most popular guy in the school, you couldn’t help but worry a little. What if he wanted to go with someone else? Someone equal in “status”? Your worries and insecurities further intensified when he started asking questions in a weird way.

“I need your help,” Seonghwa blurted out over lunch.

“Shoot.”

“Okay, so, I have this friend. And he really likes this girl and wants to ask her to prom. What do you think would make her happy?”

You blinked in surprise. You knew that when people pulled the “I’m just asking for a friend” card, they were most likely talking about themselves. Was he seriously thinking of inviting another girl to prom? You tensed a little but tried really hard to remain neutral in your answer and actually make an attempt to help your bestie.

“I mean, all girls are different,” you reasoned. “If you describe her to me, maybe I’ll be able to give a more appropriate suggestion.”

“She’s a bit like you. You know, kinda bookish and-”

“It’s alright, Seonghwa, you can say it. I’m a nerd.”

“Well, yes, but...”

“It’s not exactly a slur,” you chuckled coldly.

“I know, but that’s what your bullies in middle school called you. I didn’t mean to sound insensitive,” Hwa put his hand on top of yours in a gentle, comforting manner.

“It’s fine when if you say it,” you smiled. “I won’t get offended.”

“I was going to say my friend’s crush is intelligent like you but, oh well.”

“That does sound better, I admit,” you giggled.

“She’s also a bit shy and introverted so maybe she wouldn’t enjoy a public promposal. Crowds tend to make her nervous,” Seonghwa observed.

“Seems like you didn’t need my help after all,” you scoffed playfully.

“No, I do! I still haven’t come up with an actual way to propose. I mean, for my friend.”

“Right. Your friend. Well, he can’t go wrong with some poetry under her balcony. If she has one, that is.”

“I’m pretty sure she does.” Seonghwa smirked. “Alright, thanks.”

He jumped from his seat, not even having finished his lunch.

“Wait, where are you going?”

“I gotta prepare my friend’s promposal,” he shrugged and disappeared from your sight, leaving you a bit crest-fallen. If he was intending on asking you, he wouldn’t have turned to you for help, right? That would sorta ruin the element of surprise, wouldn’t it? And yet, you knew that Seonghwa wasn’t the type to care about people’s opinions and randomly ask a more popular girl out because of public demand. And he definitely wasn’t the kind of person to just date you for kicks and then ditch you at prom. Despite those very logical reasons, you couldn’t help but feel a little anxious.

A week later, you realized all your worries had been for nothing. It was a Sunday morning and you had just finished having breakfast with your family. You were leisurely reading on your bed when you heard some suspicious noises coming from your window. You looked up from your book and you could swear you saw tiny rocks hitting the glass! You jumped up angrily, half-expecting to find a bunch of neighbour kids pulling a prank. But you were surprised when you spotted your boyfriend standing under your balcony. Wearing his iconic green hoodie.

“What are you doing here?” you whispered, though a hopeful part of you already knew the answer.

“But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,” he recited diligently in a song-like manner.

You couldn’t help but chuckle at his overdramatic acting but it was the effort that touched you immensely.

“And none but fools do wear it; cast it off. It is my lady, O, it is my love! O, that she knew she were!” he continued sweetly.

You were so in love with this man it was insane.

“Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return,” Seonghwa kept going.

You couldn’t resist the urge to leap off the balcony. It was just the second floor so what could possibly go wrong? Other than a scraped knee and a bit of a limp. God, you were such an idiot.

“Shit, are you okay?” Seonghwa asked in terror and wrapped his arms around you.

“The excruciating pain is worth it if I get to hug you like this,” you grinned, leaning against him for support.

“Why couldn’t you just walk down the stairs like a normal person?”

“And what’s romantic about that?” you joked. “Jumping off a balcony makes for a much better story.”

“You’re impossible.”

“Only for you, my sweet Frogmeo!” you teased and kissed his cheek.

“Wait, I wasn’t finished!” Seonghwa exclaimed excitedly, not bothering to act offended about your obsession with him and that Kermit hoodie. “There was something about cheeks, I swear.”

“See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!” you helped him out dutifully.

“O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek!” he finished proudly and placed his palm against your cheek.

“Only you could possibly mix Romeo and Juliet with The Frog Prince and somehow make it work,” you praised him.

“Does that mean you’ll go to prom with me?” Seonghwa tilted his head to the side adorably.

“Of course I will, baby,” you responded happily.

“Thank God, ‘cause learning that monologue drained my soul and brain,” he whistled playfully.

“You know, you had me worried there for a second,” you confessed reluctantly, because you didn’t want to keep any secrets from your doting boyfriend.

“When?” Seonghwa asked in confusion.

“Lunchtime. A week ago. When you asked me for advice. I thought that...”

“That I would ask someone else?” he correctly guessed your suspicions. And you nodded. “Have I ever given you a reason to doubt me?”

“No, you’re perfect. In fact, too perfect. It makes me feel like I don’t deserve you.”

Seonghwa smiled sadly and kissed the top of your head. But he wasn’t angry with you. Just wanted to erase those silly thoughts from your mind.

“You deserve so much more, princess. But I’ll try my best to give you all I can.”

“As will I,” you promised and mischievously pulled the drawstrings on his hoodie, making his face squished adorably.

“If this is the best you’re capable of, I dread to see your worst,” he shook his head in amusement.

“Prince Frogmeo and the Nerdy Princess,” you sighed wistfully. “That would make a hell of a fairy tale, wouldn’t it?”

“How about Kermit the Frog whoops the Princess’s ass for being a brat?” Seonghwa threatened jokingly.

“You know what? I wouldn’t say no to that,” you giggled and started running away from him. “If you catch me first!”

Prom night arrived and despite all the preparations and excitements around it, it was nothing special in itself. What made it special, however, were the moments you spent with Seonghwa. Just dancing and talking seemed to be enough to make your heart leap with joy. And the smile never left your face the entire night.

“School’s really ending, huh?” you spoke aloud without thinking, while you were swaying slightly to the music in your boyfriend’s arms.

“This isn’t the end of us. We’ll go to college, we’ll grow up. The best is yet to come, darling.”

“You know what I meant,” you replied, a hint of sadness tinging your tone. “In college, I’ll study Literature, you’ll study Music. We’ll no longer be able to sit next to each other in class or exchange notes or hold hands under the desk.”

“We’ll do all sorts of other things,” Seonghwa responded cheerfully, trying to think positive. “We’ll have study dates in college, we’ll visit new restaurants and make more memories together. Just because high school is over, doesn’t mean we are. I’m not giving up on my best friend ever.”

“Your girlfriend,” you corrected him playfully.

“My best friend,” he repeated. “You were right. Being in love with each other doesn’t nullify our friendship. Both are equally important to me. You are the most important to me.”

“God, Hwa, how can you say such things so easily?”

“Is your heart fluttering?” your boyfriend and best friend teased you, swirling you around while dancing. You were met with his beautiful dark gaze again as he murmured: “Hi, princess.”

“H-hi, S-seonghwa,” you chuckled in response.

And you were finally home.

The End

[levantea]

Day 12 | hyunjin*ೃ༄

╰┈➤ 14 ways to say”i love you” series

Pairing: hyunjin x y/n

Genre: fluff to max lol

Rating: PG

Warning: none

Word count:

✦ Day 12: 53 — “Lie Sit down, i’ll get it” + 55 — “i don’t mind” + 57 — “there’s enough room for both of us!” + 70 — “you’re warm” + 84 — “the key is under the mat”

Cough, cough, cough.

“Wow, what a gift early in the morning,” your hoarsed voice creeked when you woke up, with the addition of split headache making everything worse.

You knew it, because you caught a cold yesterday when running to college and it was drizzling. Dashing under the pouring sky for a good 15 mins was enough to put you on bed for the next few days, but you are living alone in a rented apartment as your parents are working abroad.

Vision blurry, head throbbing, throat burning pinned you on the bed while you tried to search for your phone, somewhere located under your pillow. Your hands were trembling badly while you hug yourself closer with the comforter, squinting your eyes to see all the notifications.

12 missed calls from Hyun❤️.

“Oh god,” you cursed under your breath as you swiftly dial back, hearing the recipient on the other end picking up the call almost instantly.

“Y/n? Babe? Can you hear me?” his worried voice travelled to your ears, calming yourself down while you laughed weakly, soon replaced by a severe cough, causing the latter on the other end to frown more.

“Y-yes…*cough* why did you ca-call me so many, times?” you mastered whatever leftover energy you have while trying to keep yourself concious, because no one can save you if you faint right now.

“Babe?! Why are you coughing? Are you sick?!” you heard his tone was raised.

“*Cough*Yea.”

“You know what I’m coming,” he soon cutted off the call before you can even reply, plopping your head back onto your pillow and closed your eyes to avoid seeing the spinning ceiling.

Pabo, you thought.

Never have you been so sick before and nobody is by your side to take care of you as your parents used to take good care of you until they have no choice but to leave and work abroad for 2 years, but thankfully you have grown up and able to settle basic necessities daily, except yourself being sick now.

Luckily, you have a meticulous boyfriend who always tries his best to take care of you despite living a few bus stops away. Studying in a different college doesn’t create more distance between both of you, instead helping you guys to become closer because cherishing every moment to be together is very precious now.

You smiled weakly like a fool when reminiscing about all the fluff memories between you and him since dating, and how he still doesn’t change even after 4 years. He is always there for you whenever you need him, even if it means to travel anywhere to find you, vice versa.

Finding a partner that loves you more than loving himself is as rare as hen’s teeth. Not only being a partner, he is like your soulmate too, understanding your needs without saying a word, matching perfectly like fire and water.

He is definitely the fire. Everything he does, he will make sure to put all his effort in and not hold back. Once he aim for something, he will do anything within his ability to obtain it. Similarly for you, the moment his eyes landed on you over a sea of people, he wouldn’t let you go easily and hold you tight everywhere he goes. Slight obsession is still fine, but sometimes you had to calm him down with your water-like personality so he will pull back more, integrating with one another.

As you were indulging in your memories, you heard your door has a slight ‘click’ sound. You furrowed your brows and soon easing them when you heard your lover’s voice. You thought it was someone who break through until his husky voice assured you.

“Babe?“ He gently open your room door, seeing your pale lips and face with thin layer of cold sweat layering on top of your forehead, shivering under the blanket and squeezing your eyes tight.

“Oh dear, let me get you some medicine,” he quickly dash out again to whip out some panadols he brought from his house and poured a glass of water, soon delivering them to your mouth.

He lifted you up abit, gently placing you over his chest while you pushed him away, worrying if he will get sick as well. Otherwise, he pulled you even tighter to him and you don’t bother to retailiate anymore.

“Don’t sit so close to me, *cough* you will get sick,” you weakly murmured your words while keeping your eyes close, furrowing your eyebrows while waiting for the headache to subside.

“I don’t mind as long as i get you recovered,” he took a wet cloth with him just now and gently placed over your forehead, hoping to reduce some body temperature for you.

Whenever he sees you struggling or suffering physically or mentally, his heart will ache as if someone is squeezing his heart so forcefully that makes him feel almost suffocated until you recover from the ordeals. He looked at you worryingly as you patted his hands that were circled around your waist, assuring him that you will be okay soon.

“How do you get into here?” you asked softly while holding onto his hands, making the latter chuckled while he sit besides you, tucking your sheets.

“The key is under the mat, your usual style isn’t it?” he carassed your forehead ever so gently like you are a feather, massaging your temple to ease your headache. You slowly nodded as your lips curled up, shying at how you totally forget about your typical habits and it is still remembered by the guy beside you.

After the panadol start to take effect on you, you start to feel better as compared to just waking up but the feeling of having a sticky face irks you. About to sit up and grab your facial wipes in the washroom, you are pinned down to the bed again by Hyunjin’s hands as he ordered you to rest.

“What do you want to get? Lie down, i’ll get it for you,” he patted your hands as he left the bed, following your instructions to the washroom and get the item you aimed.

You are just expecting him to pass you the packet but he went all the way to help you wipe your face, cooing you like a baby which caused to giggle at his actions. Having him around certainly make you feel alot more better as he is aware of what he can do to help you feel better and treating you like a queen.

Soon after wiping your face, he went to clear all the rubbish that was in your room, preparing some lighthearted food for you before coming in and fit himself into the bed.

“Are you sure the bed won’t collapse? It’s a freaking single bed!” you playfully slapped his toned arms while he hide his face into the crook of your neck, giggling and rubbing his nose against the bare skin of your neck.

“Did you just look down on my babe? There’s enough room for the 2 of us!” he huffed at you while pulling you tighter, sniffing at your body scent despite all your perspires from the heat in your body, planting soft kisses on your back.

“You’re warm babe, so warm, the weather was still dark and gloomy outside and i almost got myself drenched too…hugging you feels much better now,” he breathed into your ears, making you flinch slightly due to the ticklishness.

“So am i your heater?” you turned over to face him while lifting your hands to trace his jawline, trying to tease him but soon having your hands held in his. He smirk at you before leaning closer and dropped an octave in his tone when replying.

“No, you are my everything,” you judged at his mushy statement before nudging closer to him, both engulfing into each other’s warmth and drifting into wonderland under the rainy yet cozy weather with each other close to their hearts.

-> Author’s note: Hihi, this series is coming to an end soon, i hope you guys have enjoyed them so far, if not i am still trying my best to work on it! Have been struggling alot in school and my health and i haven’t have time to run through them again! Hope you guys have been doing okay too :)

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[kileaderie]

Migraine: Part 8

∙↬ Pairing: CEO!Seonghwa x Doctor!Reader

∙↬ Genre: Angst, Fluff

∙↬ AU Selected: Arranged Marriage

∙↬ Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 ||

Part 6 || Part 7 || Part 8

Word Count: 5.9K+ Words.

Summary: It went well at first, but then.. everything takes a wild turn. Afterward, Seonghwa took you out for a drink, maybe a couple of shots.. or more.

Author’s Note: I’m truly sorry for the long wait, my laptop was under repair because I accidentally broke it, lol. Hopefully, the tags are working and if there’s anyone wanted to be on the taglist, just tell me. Anyway, enjoy!

Taglists: @treasure-hwa​​ @lmhmh01​​ @cipheress-to-k-pop​​

"Run faster, hyung!" Jaehun shrieked and Seonghwa complied, laughing as he runs faster.

"Yah, Jaehun-ie, I'm tired!" Seonghwa panted.

"I see a bench there, hyung-ie can rest there!" He pointed and Seonghwa tiredly walking towards the bench.

He lowers himself so Jaehun could get off of him and lets him take a seat first. Seonghwa sighs and grunts as he sits beside him, leaning back against the bench. Then he looks at Jaehun, seeing him eyeing another child his age walking with two elders. Seonghwa then wondered where his family went, why would no one visit him, and what has happened that only his mother came to visit him. Seonghwa's eyes locked on the family, just then he heard him speaks.

"That looks fun." He mutters. "Sorry?" Seonghwa leaned closer.

"A happy family, that looks fun," Jaehun repeated. "Oh.. Yeah, that's fun.."

"Umm, if you wouldn't mind me asking this but, where's your other family members?" Jaehun smiles, fidgeting with his fingers.

"My dad, he went overseas for work, my older brother is studying abroad, both of them left me and mom here. Well, at least my dad helped us by sending us money for my medical bills, of course. He said he'll be back one day, but only if he's not busy. I've waited and waited for months and then years, still, he didn't come back. Mom said he's busy, I guess." He shrugged, rubbing his thighs with his palms.

"Well, at least I'm happy here, since noona and I became close, my life changed. Even though I'm jealous about other kids here, having their family with them, all the chatters and laughter I've heard, she'll always keep me company. Making me feel as if she's one of my family members even she's not. That's why I appreciate her, more than anyone." Jaehun smiles.

"I gotta agree," Seonghwa speaks up. "She's special." Seonghwa snickered.

"Oh? Seems like hyung has changed from the last time we've met." He teased, softly throwing a punch on Seonghwa's arm.

He scoffed, lightly shaking his head. "I'm glad I've changed."

"Well, in my opinion, you're special too." "Oh, really?" Seonghwa playfully raised a brow.

"Want me to show you?" He whispers and Seonghwa chuckles. "Sure."

"Carry me again and head over to those bushes." He pointed and Seonghwa groans, slumping in his seat.

He then got up, crouching afterward. "Alright, hop on."

You stepped back, pulling your surgeon cap and dirtied gloves off, and threw them into the nearest bin. You untied the hospital mask from behind your ear, sighing in relief. You can't believe it, you've saved him. Smiling, you stare at your palms, clenching them tightly as a sign of how proud you are. Then, a hand was placed on your shoulder, you tilted your head to the side and saw Doctor Kang's pleased smile. You couldn't hear it clearly but you're sure that he was muttering something before he left the room, leaving the other team to take care of the rest.

You turn around, patiently staring at Jaehun before leaving too. You walked outside and noticed him again, talking to Mrs. Jung. Probably telling her about how the surgery went. You let out a harsh breath, feeling exhausted after spending hours focusing on the operation. You'd walked to your office, sitting in your chair, and spun around. You then took your phone that was on the desk, started to send texts to Seonghwa. Looks like he didn't read your message from earlier, probably his phone has died.

<You>

- You'd probably be in the shower or sleeping, I don't know.

- But, the surgery was a success. :)

- I'll see you soon, honey.

You huffed and were about to put down your phone but then it buzzes. You raised a brow when Seonghwa texts back, saying he'll come to the hospital to meet you as soon as possible. Then, he sent a tiny reminder that he was just about to get into the shower, making you laughed. You reply with a short 'Okay' and put down your phone. You'd leaned back, eyes on the ceiling once again. Your eyelids began to flutter, opening and closing, the pauses between each step growing longer and longer until they refused to open up again.

"Doctor Yoo!" Someone shouted, banging on the door.

Your eyes shot open, quickly getting up from your chair and wobbly rush to open the door. You then saw Wooyoung's wide eyes, mouthing the word 'Jaehun'. Your body shivered, feeling the goosebumps as he said his name. You didn't even think twice, immediately sprints to Jaehun's room. Wooyoung let out a frustrated sigh, feeling tired from running to get you, and now he has to run again to the same place he was at before. You run as fast as you could, passing by the huge and not-so-crowded lobby.

Just then, Seonghwa saw you and Wooyoung, who's slowly jogging from behind. He was confused, but when he saw the expression you hold as you run, he knew something's not right. He'd then followed you, but instead of using the elevator, he used the stairs. Panting heavily, he pushes himself to catch up to you. Once the elevator door has opened, you quickly get out, leaving Wooyoung behind. He takes a deep breath once again with wide eyes open before he starts to jog again.

"Jung Jaehun, can you hear me?" You whisper as you watched the heart monitor rapidly increasing.

"Jaehun, take a deep breath!" You call out, helping to put on the mechanical ventilation on him.

"Jung Jaehun!" You cry out, seeing blood covering your right palm.

Your eyes went round when you saw blood dripping in a straight line on his forehead, down to his cheek. Jaehun's heart rate keep decreases until it went to a straight line. His hand that was once on the side rail dropped onto the mattress. The room was quiet, only the long beeping sound can be heard throughout the room. Seonghwa sees it all, staring at you with eyes flooded with tears, threatening to fall.

"Jaehun-ie?.." You murmur. "H-hey, wake up, come on, look at me." You pleaded, your voice rising as he continued to be unresponsive.

"Doctor Yoo.. He's.." Wooyoung pauses, biting his lower lip.

"No.. Not yet!" "Doctor Yoo-" "He's not yet gone, w-we can-" Tears rapidly rolled down your cheeks. "We can.." Your back harshly hit the wall behind you.

"Jaehun-yah!" You yelled his name, your voice was heartbreaking, making the people in the room shed tears as if they could feel your pain just by watching you.

"Time of death, 7:26 p.m." Doctor Kang announced, writing it on his clipboard shakily.

Your hands curling into fists as you slowly slid down to the floor, chanting 'Please don't go' as if it could return him alive. Seonghwa couldn't hold it anymore, seeing you like that makes his heart shattered. He backs away, hiding behind a wall, and secretly cries. He drew in a long breath before poking his head out, seeing you wiping your tears as you stand outside, watching them turning off the machines and pulls the sheets to cover Jaehun's body, from his toes until the top of his head.

You try to be professional again, holding back your tears as you discuss with the surgeons. After that, you walk away, using the elevator to get down, heading towards your office. How can I let this happen? I swear everything went well, but where did I go wrong? Those thoughts linger in your mind for far too long, poisoning you mentally. You gaze at your trembling hands and clamps them, nails digging in your palms.

"I failed." You mutter to yourself as you cover your face in your hands.

"The dead flower theory is true.. I can't save you even if I attempted to, fuck.." You sighed, slamming your palms on your desk.

Since your shift has ended, you were getting ready to go home. Taking your phone and putting it inside of your sling bag and left the room. You shook your head and quickly walk away, heading towards the restroom first. You wash your hands and splash some water onto your face to get a hold of yourself. You stare at the reflection of yours and hardly punched the wall multiple times before leaving the restroom. You spotted Seonghwa spacing out while sitting in the lobby and once he notices your presence as you got closer to him, he immediately stood up, pulling you into a tight hug. His eyes were closed as he rested his chin on your right shoulder.

"I'm sorry for your loss." He whispered.

You held your breath while he tightens the hugs as he finished his sentence. "I'm also hurt, I know how you feel and I'm so hurt.." He continues.

"It's going to be okay.." He gently rocks your body with his.

He then squeezes your body one more time and then slowly lets you go from his embrace. He'd then place his hands on your shoulders, trying to see the look in your eyes. But you lowered your head, feeling quite sensitive at the moment. He'd raised your chin using his thumb and index finger to have a good look at your face and he sadly smiles. Your eyes and cheeks were quite red from crying before. He'd carefully use his thumb to caress your cheeks. You sigh and softly pushing his hands away, giving him a faint smile.

"I just want to go home now." He nodded and gently wrapped an arm around your waist, guiding you to walk outside.

He opens the door for you and motions you to get in. "But I need my car to go to work tomorrow." "I can send you to work, don't worry." He reassures you.

"For now, just rest while I drive." He closes the door after you got in, securing your seatbelt for you.

You were laying back against the seat and watched everything flash by outside of the window. You gripped onto the seatbelt, admiring the moon shines brightly. You stretch out an arm and let your palm pressed flat against the window. You sighed, pulling away and let your arms rest on your lap and think for a second while fiddling your fingers with the hem of your shirt. You clear your throat, gazing at Seonghwa's side profile. He noticed you were staring at him for quite a while now and he snickered. He then decided to ask you with a small smile on his face.

"Need anything, baby?" "Uh? No, nothing.." You then look away.

"Are you hungry? You haven't eaten anything yet, am I right?"

"Yeah.. But it's okay.. I'm not-"

"Barbeque and a few drinks? That's a good idea, let me find a good place."

He completely ignores your words and stopped his car on the side of the road. He pulls out his phone and begins his search for a restaurant. You try to tell him that it's fine and you wanted to go home and rest but then he beamed as he founded a place.

Eagerly, he showed you the location that is not so far from where you are now, only about 50 meters away. You sigh and just nodded at him. He smiles at you once more before continuing driving. He took a turn to the left and you sink in your seat. Your eyes were focused outside the window, waiting until you've arrived.

After what feels like an eternity, he parked nicely and undo his seatbelt. You stretch out your limbs and squint your eyes, looking at the restaurant in front of you. You were about to open the door but you got scared when Seonghwa suddenly opened the door for you. He quickly apologized and told you to come out. You nodded and took your sling bag with you before exiting the car. You look around, observing your surrounding.

He nervously smiled, seeing your reaction made him feel anxious with his decision. He could've just driven both of you home instead of going there. He shyly offered his hand for you to hold which you gladly took it but you winched, sensing quite a pain as he accidentally squeezes your knuckles. You hastily yank your hand away and nervously chuckles. Seonghwa furrowed his eyebrows, bringing his hand to take a look at your hand again but you hide your hands behind your back.

"Yoo Y/n, let me see your hand." He urges you with a pair of fierce eyes glaring at you.

You shook your head, telling him no. He exhaled, he doesn't take no as an answer when you're in some sort of pain. He insists to make you revealed your hands but you whined in protest, telling him to just let it go and saying you're starving as an excuse. He rubbed his eyes and nodded, walking in first and you sigh in relief, following him from behind. He then suddenly turns around, grabbing your wrist, and examines your bruised knuckles. He softly brushed his thumbs on your knuckles before he realized something is missing.

"Where is your ring?" He asked and he furrowed his eyebrows as his eyes bored into yours.

"Ah, it's in the ring box which is in my bag here. I can't wear it while performing any surgeries and I don't want to lose it." You explain and he nodded, releasing your hands.

"Can I see the box, please?" "Uh, sure." You quickly rummaging through your bag and give it to him once you've found it.

He opened the box and took the ring. Then, he took your hand gently and slipped the ring onto your ring finger. He smiled, seeing how beautiful your finger was adorned with the ring. Unbeknownst to you, he brought your hand to his lips and then he kissed your knuckles delicately. You look at him in awe but he keeps that genuine smile on while he looks at you.

"From now on, whenever you're with me, you have to wear our wedding ring, okay?" You look at your finger and you smiled, nodding a bit.

He then handed you the box and you put it back inside of your bag.

"Also, you can get inside first, I'll be right back." "Wait, where are you going?"

"I saw a pharmacy nearby, I'm going to buy some things to treat those bruised knuckles." "Honey, you don't have to-"

"It's okay, it'll only take a few minutes, and I'll be right back." With that, he went off.

You sigh, staring at your hands, and shook your head. You then entered the restaurant and being greeted by the workers. You take a seat near the window so it's easier for Seonghwa to notice you and ordered once you call the waiter. You waited until you saw your colleagues entered the restaurant, which is Wooyoung and Doctor Kang. Wooyoung was the first to notice you and he raised his arm, waving at you. You smiled, slightly waving at him and he quickly went towards you, followed by his company.

"You came here to release your tension too, Doctor Yoo?" He asked.

"Not really, my husband brought me here because I was hungry." You awkwardly laugh.

"Mr. Park is here!? Where is he?!" He quickly looks around and groans when Doctor Kang smacked his shoulder.

Just then, Seonghwa stepped inside the restaurant, walking towards your table, and furrowed his eyebrows when he saw you're talking with your colleagues. He went closer and they instantly turn around once you pointed at him. They bowed and Seonghwa did the same, putting down the plastic bag on the table. He looks at you in confusion and Doctor Kang noticed it.

"Oh yeah, sorry to interrupt you both." He bowed once again and dragged Wooyoung to an empty table. He then ignores his ranting and continues to order.

"What are they doing here?" Seonghwa asks, taking a seat beside you.

"Release their tension, I guess?" He just nodded. "Oh, okay."

"Anyway, lend me your hands, please. I need to put some cream on them."

"Oh, okay.." He softly took your hand in his and he smiled as he carefully rubbed your knuckles with the cream.

You watch him tenderly taking care of you, seeing his tongue poking his inner cheek while focusing. He then blew on your knuckles before he mumbles.

"Alright, done." "Thank you." You wanted to place your hands on your lap but he doesn't let go of them.

"Hey, can you promise me that you'll never do this again, please? Jaehun's watching and he would be extremely unhappy if he understands what you're doing to yourself and it also broke my heart when I saw you like this. So, please. Never hurt yourself again, okay?" He speaks sweetly with his doe eyes and you smiled and nodded.

"That's my precious wife." He spoke as he booped your nose.

Then, he suddenly tickling your neck and on both sides of your waist, making you giggled. Meanwhile, at the other side of the table, Wooyoung and Doctor Kang were watching you both. They had their chins resting on their palms while their eyes locked on the both of you, whispering afterward.

"I feel jealous with their relationship," Wooyoung whispered. "You, jealous? Then how about me? I'm getting older and I still don't have a date."

"That's because you're picky about hm... Basically everything."

"I- you got a point," Wooyoung smirked. "Told ya."

"Whatever, the drinks are coming and you'll be grilling the meat."

"Yeah, yeah, I know." Wooyoung sighs in defeat.

It was just a couple of shots, you didn't plan on getting drunk tonight. But then again, that once bottle full of soju has become almost empty. Once you finished your shots and proclaimed it wasn't enough, you would pour yourself another glass, knocking back shot after shot after shot. Seonghwa was practically watching you drinking from your first glass until it's almost your tenth. He tried to stop you but all you said was 'one more drink'. Famous last words all over the world. In actual fact, you had more than 'one' drink, lots more.

At first, he was worried but then he shrugged it off, continue to eat the meat he had grilled. You've been feeling tipsy enough but you still wanted to go for another sip. You had taken a shot too big, and some of the liquid had spilled and was now shining on your chin. Seonghwa followed its course down to your neck and... god, he had to remind himself that he's in public.

He shifted in his seat and downed his own shot. Unaware of this, you licked your lips and winced as it stung your throat. You muttered such incoherent words and went to pour some once more only to find the bottle was already empty. You blinked a few times, trying to fully regain your vision, and then you tugged on Seonghwa's sleeve, shaking the empty bottle in front of his face.

"Can I get one more..?" Seonghwa sighs, shaking his head as a no.

"You'll get a huge headache in the next morning if I let you drink more." He clarifies and shoves a piece of meat into his mouth.

"So, no." He mumbles while chewing.

"Oh, okay.." You placed the bottle back on the table and stare at it blankly.

Your head then felt heavy as it was swaying side to side. Your eyelids look like they could not stay open any longer. Just after you stifled a yawn, your head fell on Seonghwa's shoulder and you were fast to close your eyes. He lowly chuckled, feeling your cheek pressing onto his shoulder. He couldn't blame you for being tired as he could feel exhaustion beginning to creep into his system as well. He felt your breath playing over his neck. You were still a little shaky and he smiles, putting down his chopsticks so he can softly stroke your hair so you can rest well.

He will watch over you, he keeps an eye on you as you sleep, he is worried, of course, but he also finds it incredibly calming to watch you sleep. Your arm slackens a little as sleep finally takes full hold and he smiles at your soft sigh as you nuzzle closer. You were sleeping confidently at last and you seem happier when you sleep, a slight smile pulling at your lips before they soften again. He smiles, stroking your hair again, finding himself captivated by you.

He has always loved you deeply, but to see you so relaxed and happy, especially after such a long and rough day, is a blessing. He can't help but feel a little pride that you have learned that you can tell him anything and you can always find your comfort in his arms. He reached around carefully to tuck your loose hair out of your face, fingers lingering against the soft skin of your neck, eliciting a deep blush and awkward chirp he was thankful you couldn't see or hear.

A string of curses left his lips as he retreated too quickly, causing you to stir against him, and leaving him frantically praying you wouldn't wake up just yet. He sighed audibly when you snuggled further into his side, erupting in a wide, toothy grin. Seonghwa proudly took on the role of your guardian, back undeniably aching from his seated position which catered to your comfort, lovingly glancing at you while keeping your head steady against his shoulder.

The feel of you tucked into his side was warm, but different from his natural warmth. It was comforting, endearing, it felt like home. He then picked up his chopsticks again and continued to finish the rest of the food while letting you sleep a bit more.

"Baby, wake up, I need to go pay now," Seonghwa whispered, lightly patting your cheek.

You furrowed your eyebrows, snuggling closer while wrapping your arms around his torso and burying your face in the crook of his neck. He groans, trying to wiggle out of your embrace but you hugged him tighter, not letting him go by any chance. Seonghwa rolled his eyes and was ready to scold you but then he heard you whimpering.

"D-don't leave me too.." His lips were parted for a second before he clears his throat.

"I won't leave you. So you don't have to worry." He whispers and a tiny smile crept up your face.

He sighs in relief. "Alright, I have to go pay-"

Just then, Doctor Kang placed the receipt on the table, making Seonghwa looks at him in wonder. He then reaches for the small paper and reads the total at the bottom. He tries to get his wallet out of his pocket but Doctor Kang stopped him. Telling him that it's on him tonight. Seonghwa nodded hesitantly and thanked him but he felt a little suspicious with him.

"Right, let me introduce myself properly. I'm Kang Yeosang, but my colleague used to call me, Doctor Kang. But again, please just call me Yeosang. Nice to finally meet you in person, Mr. Park." He smiled, bowing his head afterward.

"I see.. Well, please, just call me Seonghwa. You don't have to be formal with me." Doctor Kang nodded. "If you say so, may I talk with you for a while, Seonghwa?"

"Sure, I supposed, but didn't you come here with a friend? Where is he now?"

"Oh, he's right there, sleeping as he had a lot of drinks." He said, pointing at Wooyoung, whose head rested in a way where he was looking up and his mouth was slightly opened.

"It appears that I have to drop him off at his house and give him a lift tomorrow." He'd sigh.

"Oh, seems like we're in the same situation." Seonghwa chuckles as he glances at your sleeping figure.

"Looks like it." Doctor Kang scoffed as he shook his head.

"Oh right, have a seat." Seonghwa gestured the empty seat in front of him and he sat down.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" "Well, first of all..." He begins.

Time had run away with them, and before they both knew it one of the waiters had told them it was closing time. Seonghwa and Doctor Kang hadn't noticed that almost all of the customers had left a good half an hour ago. Both of them nodded and Doctor Kang stands up first, saying goodbye before heading to harshly waking up his friend.

Seonghwa shifts his gaze from them to you, teasingly shrugging his shoulder until it made your head slipped off, jolting you awake. You squint your eyes as you glare at nothing, absentmindedly staring at what's in front of you. You slowly turn to the side and instantly met with Seonghwa's soft eyes and his precious smile.

"Who.. Who are you?" You tilted your head in confusion and he snorted.

"You don't remember me? You don't remember this face?" He asked, pointing at his face while raising his eyebrows.

"No?" "Then, take a guess." A playful smile tugging on his lips as he watched you struggle to memorize.

"A friend?" He shook his head. "Boyfriend?" He shook his head again, laughing a bit.

"Look at your left hand." He told and you did, gasping.

"It's getting late, and the restaurant is closing. Let's go home, my wife." He smiled as he stood up.

You'd yawn, shaking your head, and slapped your cheeks lightly after you stood up. Seonghwa finds it entertaining to watch you in your drunken state. You became more clingy and sticking to him like glue as both of you walk out of the restaurant. Your arm linking with his as you slowly ambling towards the car.

Abruptly, you deliver a tight hug before getting in and sit in the passenger seat. Holding his hand while he drives, silently fiddling with his fingers. You're just being too adorable for him to deal with but he loves it, seeing this new side of yours and he'll make sure to save it as valuable memories in his mind.

Seonghwa chuckled to himself as you drunkenly groaned from your position on his back, your head resting right up against his with your chin on his shoulder. He could feel the tickle of a few curls on his face, he could smell the liquor on your breath mingling with your usual scent of rose. One arm wrapped around his neck while the other hanging on the other side of his shoulder.

"My husband is handsome.. He's strong enough to carry me.."

He giggled at your sudden, slurred words as he hitched you up higher on his back for the umpteenth time, shifting his hands to get a more stable grip on your thighs as you swing your legs back and forth in the carefree manner of a child. He'd had to stop walking every once in a while to hitch you up into a more secure position on his back since the alcohol apparently affected your ability to stay put and you would begin sliding dangerously low.

"Hey~ why would you marry me, huh? Just look at me, I'm a mess, surely no one would want to walk down the aisle with a woman like me."

You'd raised a hand, meaning to softly pat his chest, but in the state that you were in now, it was more like you're smacking him. He winced but chuckled again at your confident yet ridiculous answer to your own question. His smile was teasing as he glanced sideways at you, grinning at the little pout that you gave him. He keeps quiet, gradually walking again.

"Why aren't you answering me~?" You kick your legs back and forth, making Seonghwa almost lose his balance that he had to stop walking for a moment.

"I don't remember why I marry you, can you guess?" He retorts, his tone was taunting with a smirk on his face.

"Ooh, I know! Because you love me~" You respond.

His grip on your thighs almost faltered as you turned your head and practically drawled your accusation directly into his ear. You giggled after a moment of silence, seeming pleased with yourself that you were able to catch him off guard. He blinked and turned his head to look into your eyes but he found them closed, your head lolling to one side while a content smile spread across your face. You looked so at peace that it made him smile in return, slowly making his way towards the elevator.

"Well yes, that's the perfect answer. I love you." You hummed quietly, moving your head to rest against his again.

It was a moment of silence and you tightened your arms around his neck and placed a soft kiss on his cheek, completely catching him off guard yet again. He grinned and shook his head at you, idly hoping that he'd catch you drunk more often if this was how you would be. The uninhibited affection from you had him soaring and he had to remind himself of the current circumstance. With a quiet sigh, he trekked on until he enters the elevator, and slowly reaching to press button number 8.

"I love you too, you know? You look like a very nice guy and have a pretty face.. A good proposition, posture.. Head shape, smile.. Everything, especially your voice! So soothing.."

You were quietly rambling now as you nuzzled into his neck, your words fading into barely coherent mumbles. He tried not to enjoy the sensation too much, the feeling of your warm breath and your nose trailing sloppy circles against the skin of his neck was almost maddening, but he didn't want to take advantage of you in this state. Maybe one day he'll ask your permission to...

He had to suppress a groan as his thoughts took on a life of their own, his large hands tightening around your soft thighs seemingly unconsciously. He'd thought you would be too out of it to notice but you'd put your lips right next to his ear and let out a low, soft moan. It very nearly made him lose his grip on his sanity. As if that wasn't enough, your previously dangling legs wrapped tightly around his waist as you pressed yourself into his back.

"Y/n, you're killing me here." He mumbled as he gritted his teeth.

You giggled and only pressed yourself into him more. The doors are open and with a sigh, he stepped out. Finally reaching the apartment door, he struggles to put in the code as the electronic lock kept sounding off with an embarrassingly loud beeping sound as his finger keeps pressing the wrong button numerous times.

Once he successfully put in the code, he let out a frustrated sigh. Walking in the dark and almost fallen upon trying to take off his shoes. He then made his way to your bedroom and turned to lower you down onto the queen-sized bed. The intention was to sit on the bed before slowly releasing your legs and arms, to gently lay you down, but you seemed to have your own plans.

Before he got the chance, you loosened your arms around his neck and unfolded your legs from his waist, falling to the bed with a soft thump, a squeak of bedsprings, and a comically surprised can be heard. You were laughing to yourself when he spun around to check that you were alright, the sound of your pealing laughter making him scoffed in return.

"Having fun, huh?"

You were still in a fit of giggles as he moved to the side of the bed and helped you take your sneakers off but soon quieted down as he took your sling bag out of you and pulled the covers up over you. Taking a step back and surveying the scene before him made a slow smile melt into his features. Moonlight filtered in through the gap in the curtains and gave the dim room a soft, almost ethereal glow.

You curled up comfortably, eyes closed, the quiet punctuated by your slow, rhythmic breathing. It was downright serene, the perfect mental image for him to take his leave with. As he turned to leave he was halted by the sudden tug of his hand. The touch was soft and, though it seemed hesitant, conveyed a sense of urgency somehow. Seonghwa glanced over his shoulder at you, your eyes locked onto his, drowsy but pleading.

"Stay."

The single word came out in a whisper, so low that he'd barely heard it. He leaned closer and you mumble. In that single whisper, he finally heard what you wanted to say. You needed him, maybe not in the way that he hoped at the moment, but you needed him there with you. With a small smile across his face, he shrugged off his coat and hang it nicely on your desk chair, you then slid over to make room for him to settle in.

"Oh, wait." You watched him through half-open eyes as he left the room.

If you had not been quickly losing your grip on consciousness, you would have heard him rummaging around in the kitchen. He was back in no time and placed one bottled water and a small bottle of painkillers on the bedside table before carefully slipping under the covers next to you. He could hear the soft hum that left you as he pulled you into his embrace. He could feel your warm breath against his skin as you released a sigh of contentment and nuzzled into his chest.

The feeling of having you in his arms like this felt so right. It was completely and utterly perfect and he did not doubt in his mind that this is where you belonged, with him, in your own private corner of the world. With a content sigh of his own, he tightened his arms around you and gently kissed the top of your head.

"I love you, so as Jaehun." His voice was quiet, not even above a whisper, and you seemed to have already slipped into the world of dreams. "Good night, love."

He was pleasantly surprised just after a momentary pause, you answered with a voice that matched his.

"Good night.. I love, you both too.."