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[thatfeelingwonie]

— 🧷 . . . MINISKIRT . . . sim jake

zhao iseul always had it easy. she could get everything she wanted due to her charms, and boys would always fall at her feet. but there was one guy who didn't seem to be phased by her, sim jake.

barista!jake x oc. lots of angst, slow burn (?), contains smut, mentions of domestic abuse, death, brain tumor, alcohol, hooking up.

CHAPTER FIVE !

wc : 1k

as jake walked under the crying sky with a bouquet clutched in one hand and an umbrella in the other, his heartbeat echoed loudly in his ears as his sweaty palms dampened the thin, brown paper wrapped around the daisies and the harsh sound of the heavy rain jumping on the concrete was a simple white noise to his reddish ears.

after years of keeping them to himself, jake was finally gonna confess his feelings for his long time crush. he's ready to face rejection if needed, but at least that can make him move on and find someone that makes him happy instead of constantly dreading over his troubled feelings.

"hey jaeyun!" seowon greeted him from the distance with a bright smile stretching her glossy lips, his ears growing darker upon hearing his name slip past them so perfectly as a shy grin couldn't help but crack his soft features at the sound of her soothing voice. her thick, straight brows knitted slightly upon noticing the bouquet of her favorite flowers in his hand, giving him a questioning look to which he responded with a small smile.

"are those for me? did i forget some special day?" jaeyun chuckled whilst shaking his head, handing out the flowers shyly with ablaze cheeks and gaze fixated to the ground which only made her suspicions grow further. jake never gifts her flowers unless it's a special occasion, so she probably forgot some anniversary again.

"they're not for anything special, just take them." seowon skeptically accepted the flowers and observed them from up close, the confusion previously twisting her features turning into a timid smile as she brought the bouquet up to her nose and let their scent invade her nostrils.

"they smell so good. thank you so much jaeyun." she held the bouquet between her torso and her arm and held out her hand to gently touch jake's arm, the soft touch sending a jolt through him making him clench his fists taking a steadying breath. this was the moment. his chest tightened, but the pounding of his heart reminded him that he had made up his mind. he had to speak now, or he'd regret it forever.

"seowon, there's something i need to tell you." his voice trembled slightly, as he forced himself to look up and meet her sparkling eyes, the girl tilting her head with a curious expression waiting for him to continue. the boy swallowed nervously, suddenly finding it hard to breathe as the weight of the words pressed against his chest. "i've... i've liked you for a long time,"

jaeyun finally blurted out, his voice barely louder than the rain falling around them, his gaze averted to the ground again too afraid to see her reaction. "i didn't want to ruin our friendship, but... i can't keep it in anymore, i just had to tell you how i feel."

a long silence followed, the rain still pouring heavily around them and drenching their umbrellas yet that was a deafening noise to jake's ears, his stomach twisting and his heart shrinking with each second.

then, a soft laugh broke the quietness and the aussie's gaze shot up confused to see her smiling, her already ablaze cheeks now a deep shade of red that matched her ears. "i like you too jaeyun."

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iseul used to love rainy days.

she used to love going on a walk under the pouring rain with her father to spend some time alone, heading to their usual bar to order a streaming hot cup of chocolate and talk about nothing and everything when her father wasn't consumed by work.

but ever since her father was hospitalized, she couldn't stand them anymore. every rainy day is a reminder of yet another occasion she missed to stay with her dad before his departure.

iseul shook her umbrella as she stepped inside the gloomy, desolate, and dull hospital, walking towards the same elevator she had taken dozens of times the past weeks whilst leaving behind a trail of polluted raindrops dripping from her drenched parasol that pooled on the candid floor as she unzipped her jacket and tugged down her hood.

it's been probably six weeks since the doctors told them there was no turning back. the chemotherapy was just a way to buy time and make the inevitable less painful for him, but nothing could ever free him from a stage four brain tumor, and iseul had been struggling to accept it. she would visit him three times a week, in between classes and her part time job to make use of the time that they had left before the clock ran out.

as she approached his room, she paused at the glass door, noticing a nurse adjusting the iv, a bag of clear fluid hanging from the stand feeding the chemotherapy into his weakened body. her father noticed her and smiled, signaling her to come in and take a seat on the chair near his bed. "come in honey, the nurse knows you anyway."

iseul bowed slightly to the nurse muttering a thank you before stepping inside, taking her seat beside him and setting her bag on the floor like usual before her eyes scanned his fragile body that she still wasn't used to seeing. his skin was nearly translucent, his once thick hair now completely gone, leaving his scalp bare, but his tired eyes still held that shine of affection.

"how are you feeling today?" she asked with a trembling voice avoiding eye contact, swallowing a painful lump in her throat to suppress her fragile emotions coming to the surface like every single time she stepped here before finally raising her gaze to her father. he glanced at the trasparent bag pumping medicines into his body before smiling weakly. "i'm tired, but this isn't anything new to you." the girl forced a smile, struggling to accept that she was slowly witnessing the sparkle fade away from her once bright and cheerful father and get drained by his tumor.

time will forever be cruel.

jia's note : updating twice cause i haven't updated in 5 days 🙏

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[thatfeelingwonie]

— 🧷 . . . MINISKIRT . . . sim jake

zhao iseul always had it easy. she could get everything she wanted due to her charms, and boys would always fall at her feet. but there was one guy who didn't seem to be phased by her, sim jake.

barista!jake x oc. lots of angst, slow burn (?), contains smut, mentions of domestic abuse, death, brain tumor, alcohol, hooking up.

CHAPTER THREE !

wc : 729

"hey jake!" jake heard a familiar voice call out for him near the door he just exited from as he snapped his head towards the source of the sound, spotting one of his best friends leaned against the old, brick wall with arms crossed over his chest as a smile cracked his dreamy features. jake smiled back as he swung his bag over his shoulder and outstretched his arm, walking up to him and dabbing him up before threading his digits through his messy hair.

"what are you doing here? i thought the ceo was too busy with his work to care about his friends." sunghoon chuckled as he slid his hands in his pockets, walking side by side with the aussie down the concrete, damp, dimly illuminated streets. "i'm never too busy for friends, and besides, i needed a break from that stupid arranged marriage." jaeyun nudged his shoulder teasingly with a small smile, zipping up his jacket once the chilly wind hit his honey skin and sent goosebumps all over his body.

"at least you're settling down already. i would pay to have at least one girl liking me." jake admitted with a sigh following his words, his plump lips curved slightly into a pout as he kicked a small rock that he found in his way out of frustration thinking about his current dead love life.

"ay, weren't you gonna confess to seowon?" hoon teased with a grin as he nudged his shoulder playfully, raising a brow suspiciously once the aussie didn't reply and noticing the shift in jake's mood at the mention of his long time crush. "wait, don’t tell me you backed out." the president stopped walking and turned to face his friend, concern lacing his voice as he grabbed a sleeve of jake's puffy jacket and pulled him back to the spot the taller was standing at.

jaeyun sighed heavily, still not meeting his gaze as he kicked at another pebble weakly. "i was going to but.. i don't know. what if she doesn't feel the same and things between us get awkward?"

the raven laughed lightly shaking his head. "bro, you're overthinking it. seowon's cool. even if she doesn’t like you, she's not gonna make it weird, and you know that better than me."

jake hesitated for a moment reflecting on his friend's words, pressing his soft lips into a thin line as he pinpointed the pros and cons of the situation. he really liked seowon, both as a friend and as a possible romantic partner, but they had known eachother since middle school and she was there for him when nobody was. he cared too much about their friendship to just risk either losing her or making things awkward.

she probably saw him as the brother she never had, not as a lover.

"yeah, but what if i ruin what we have? we’re friends, and i don’t want to mess that up." sunghoon threw an arm around the other's shoulder as they continued walking under the dim lights, the cold winter breeze brushing through their raven hair and hitting their glowing skin. "i get it, but you'll never know unless you try. honestly, what's worse, wondering what could’ve been or getting it off your chest and moving on?"

he remained quiet for a moment, his mind flooding with thoughts. while he can't deny that he is right, the fear of rejection was eating him alive. what is he even gonna do if he loses their friendship?

the president noticed his insecure state and heaved out a sigh, almost feeling like losing hope at convincing him to confess the feelings he's been harboring for the past years and that have stopped him from giving other girls a single chance. he can't just spend the rest of his life silently liking somebody that he won't even confess to, he wants to see him happy in a relationship with someone that appreciates him.

"look, if she says no, i'll be here to help you move on and find someone that can make you happy." he reassured which made jake's chest feel lighter, a small smile curving his pink, plump lips as he looked at sunghoon with gratitude in his puppy eyes. he has no idea where he would be right now if it wasn't for sunghoon.

"alright, maybe i'll talk to her tomorrow.”

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@ziiao @riqomi @lvvstruck @maewphoria @boobaemilk @makrleestoes

[thatfeelingwonie]

— 🧷 . . . MINISKIRT . . . sim jake

zhao iseul always had it easy. she could get everything she wanted due to her charms, and boys would always fall at her feet. but there was one guy who didn't seem to be phased by her, sim jake.

barista!jake x oc. lots of angst, slow burn (?), contains smut, mentions of domestic abuse, death, brain tumor, alcohol, hooking up.

CHAPTER EIGHT !

jake really wanted to forget about that night. god, he would pay any price just to get that night off his mind, but his brain had other plans for him. it was all he could think about and he couldn't figure out why. he was the one who told her that it meant nothing and they should just act like it never happened, yet he can't move on.

the way her alluring features shone under the dim light, her mesmerizing, elongated eyes gleaming and her peachy, kissable lips looking fuller than usual, her long, silky, raven hair framing her face perfectly; it was all engraved in his head like glue sticks to paper, and he hates it.

he shouldn't be thinking about her at all, let alone when he's on a date with another girl.

"you seem distracted today." seowon told him as she observed his distant state with a skeptical expression, setting down her silver fork with some cake icing left on it on the candid, neatly folded napkin near her pastel pink plate before resting her chin on her palm. "is everything alright?"

jake snapped back to reality as his eyes quickly roamed around the room to analyze his surroundings, glancing confused at the girl seated across from her who was clearly awaiting for his answer with a slight smile curving her lips. "is there a lot on your mind?" he felt like laughing at her question, because right now the only thing on his mind was someone he wished to forget.

"no no, i'm just... very tired, that's why i'm so distracted." he explained whilst slicing off a piece of cake and bringing it to his pillow lips, munching on it quietly while lowering his gaze to the wooden table in front of him as an awkward silence fell upon them. the aussie's porcelain teeth finding his lower lip to chew on at the embarrassing atmosphere as he stared down, feeling her sharp, upturned eyes looking into his soul trying to read his expression which had him breaking into cold sweats.

was there a way to tell if someone had a person on their mind? jake has never been good at lying, especially to her, so everything was easily readable on his face.

"are you sure? you seem nervous about something." jaeyun gulped his saliva nervously and smiled after nodding his head, threading his damp in sweat fingers through his fluffy strands before anxiously shrugging off whatever she was saying but he knew her suspicions wouldn't dissolve like he hoped.

"oh alright then."

jake has never felt worse.

how could he think of another woman when his date was peacefully sleeping beside him?

the boy laid on his bed facing the candid ceiling with eyes shot wide open, one hand supporting his head on the pillow and the other on his bare chest as if trying to steady his restless heartbeat. the room was dark with shadows falling across the walls from the dim streetlight outside, but his mind was alight with memories he wanted to bury as each detail seemed engraved in his mind. her laugh, her touch, the curve of her smile, he could still feel the warmth of her skin, almost as if she were there, lingering in the room, haunting him in silence.

jaeyun closed his eyes, willing himself to stop thinking about her, yet every time he drifted close to sleep, he’d see her again. beside him chaemin slept soundly, her breaths even and gentle, completely unaware of his confusion. in another universe, or maybe even just a different night, the raven would have felt lucky to have her here, he had been dying for the day something of this kind happened between the two of them, but the timing of it was wrong, and this killed him.

she was sweet, attentive, kind, and knew him like nobody else, but right now the guilt was suffocating him as he felt like monster lying next to someone who trusted him while every thought he had was about someone else.

he said it meant nothing, hadn’t he? he was the one who insisted they should both move on, act like it had never happened, but his words were empty and he knew that now. how could he act like it meant nothing when he was here lying awake and haunted by every detail of her face?

in the quiet darkness, he finally admitted that he didn’t want to forget her, he wanted to feel her close, wanted to drown in every second they had shared, even if it meant tearing himself apart with guilt.

he exhaled deeply, pressing a hand over his eyes trying to push the feelings away along with his pent up frustration. but they were too deep, too real, and he felt himself sink under the weight of them.

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[thatfeelingwonie]

— 🧷 . . . MINISKIRT . . . sim jake

zhao iseul always had it easy. she could get everything she wanted due to her charms, and boys would always fall at her feet. but there was one guy who didn't seem to be phased by her, sim jake.

barista!jake x oc. lots of angst, slow burn (?), contains smut, mentions of domestic abuse, death, brain tumor, alcohol, hooking up.

CHAPTER SIX !

wc : 1.2k

jake stared at the line of glasses on the clean, nearly full, counter as he wiped dry the last glass with a cloth, setting it down beside the others before glancing at the clock hanging from the wall and heaving out a sigh of relief once he noticed it was nearly closing time. he let his tired body sink down to the floor and rest his aching legs, leaning his head back to groan quietly due to his tiredness. the only thing that got him through the day is that tomorrow he's going on a date with his long time love.

"do you still serve drinks..?" a quite familiar, faint voice questioned weakly as the aussie shot up from the ground, his brows slightly furrowed in confusion at who on earth would want a drink during closing time only for his features to drop once he recognized the girl standing in front of him.

her usually collected and silky raven hair was unkempt and fear beyond untangled, her tapioca pearl, doe eyes were puffy and red just like her nose, and unlike usual she was wearing a blue zip up hoodie that covered her curves paired with some low rise jeans. her cheeks were ablaze and stained from mascara-drenched tears and her slender hands trembled as they clutched a tissue.

this is probably the first time he sees her with something that doesn't expose her legs 

jaeyun hesitated for a moment as he glanced at the clean working surface that he had just finished making spot on before sighing lightly, nodding his head defeated as he rolled up his sleeves once again and swung the cloth over his shoulder. "what can i make for you?" iseul tiredly took a seat on one of the high stools at the counter and slumped onto the wooden surface, burying her face in her palms before threading her fingers through her strands.

"the strongest drink you have." jake was taken aback by her answer, glancing back at her messed up state before hesitating to serve her such a strong drink in those conditions only to shrug it off and get to work. he worked quietly casting occasional glances at iseul while his hands went through the motions of preparing the strongest drink he had on hand, his doe eyes hinting some worry at her current conditions that were quite the opposite of her usual look.

it felt wrong to be seeing her like this, so far from the poised and confident version of herself that usually had this cocky grin on her face and whose clothes were always skimpy and suggestive. this version of iseul, broken and defeated, made him view her in a different light.

he placed the glass in front of her skeptically, the amber liquid catching the dim light of the bar and drawing her attention. "here you go." he said gently, wiping his hands clean before bending down to open the mini fridge under the counter and grabbing a can of beer.

the girl stared at the glass for a moment with her fingers still tangled in her hair, finally lifting her head and wrapping her shaking hands around it before taking a sip. the drink burned its way down her throat as she frowned slightly at its bitterness, jake leaning against the furniture behind him and clicking open the can before glancing at the clock once again.

his shift is over, so having just one drink won't hurt.

"rough day?" the aussie sipped on his beer while cautiously observing her as the raven head chuckled weakly, chugging down another sip of her drink and staring down at her hands resting on the wooden counter whilst playing with the ring wrapped around her index finger. "i would prefer saying rough life." his thick brows knitted slightly at her words as he continued to gulp down his drink, her answer piquing his interest as he tilted his head slightly while subconsciously leaning forward to hear her further.

"do you.. want to talk about it?" iseul remained quiet, hesitation growing at the pit of her stomach as she gently spun the glass around reflecting. was she really ready to share such personal problems with someone who despises her guts? she hasn't even told her supposed best friend, how could she feel ready to tell a complete stranger? 

the girl inhaled deeply before staring at the amber liquid inside the wide, tall glass, a painful lump in her throat slowly forming just at the thought of her situation. "my.. my dad has stage four cancer and he only has a few months left to live. he can't even remember my name anymore and he's basically the only family i have left, i don't want to let go of him yet." her voice cracked at the last sentence as her eyes shone with crystalline tears that threatened to roll down her cheeks, raising her gaze up to the ceiling to stop them from falling.

jake felt a pang in his chest as her voice broke. he'd never seen her vulnerable, never thought she'd be the type to open up like this. she was always the one with the cutting comebacks, the kind of person who walked into a room and everyone took notice. but now sitting before him with her head tilted to avoid his eyes, she was a stranger in her own skin.

"i'm… sorry iseul." his voice was softer than he intended, but he didn’t know what else to say. he glanced down at his beer, the bubbles rising in the amber liquid and a drop of it shining on the edge of the can.

she smiled bitterly in attempt to brush off his sympathy. "thanks," she muttered, taking another long sip of her drink but her hand trembled as she set the glass back down. "it’s just—" she paused, her breath hitching. "it's just hard to be alone in all of this. no one really gets it."

"you don't have to be alone, you know." the words left his mouth before he had a chance to process them, but he meant them. as much as they’d never gotten the chance to get quite along, there was something in the air tonight that made him feel like maybe he was supposed to be there for her. "i mean... if you ever need someone to talk to, or even just sit with."

iseul looked up, eyes softened by the tears she'd been holding back and for a moment her expression held none of the confidence she usually wore. "thank you." the bar’s clock struck midnight, and the air between them felt different, less like strangers and more like eachother's companion.

she glanced at the empty glass in front of her and exhaled a heavy sigh, threading her fingers through her messed strands before standing from her chair and smiling faintly. "i guess i should go, thank you for listening jake. really." jaeyun smiled back reassuringly as he threw away the empty can of beer, pressing his soft lips into a thin line whilst feeling unsure about letting her go back alone to her sadness and loneliness. "wait iseul," the raven turned back towards the counter upon hearing her name being called, her brows slightly raised in anticipation as her hand remained wrapped around the door handle.

"i don't want you to go back home and face this alone. do you mind.. spending the night at mine's?”

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CUPID’S CURE — fourteen ; hyungyeom ure crazy!

as the new admins of cupid’s corner, gunwook and eunchae make it their mission to get back some of the couples that jungwon’s girlfriend had unintentionally broken up. one of the couples on their list are you and jake sim, also known as the self proclaimed “rizzler of oz”. you haven’t talked to jake since the breakup — because one, you don’t think you’re quite over him yet, and two, you have zero reason to speak to him! that is, until eunchae works her “magic” — she decides to post a confession (apparently coming from jake himself), saying that he still loves you.

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author's note. i find it so interesting now hyungyeom is now a fan favourite when everyone was shitting on him in cupids corner

CUPID'S CURE! a jake smau. genre: smau, crack, fluff pairing: non-idol! jake x non-idol! reader warnings: swearing, ignore timestamps taglist is CLOSED!

[thatfeelingwonie]

— 🧷 . . . MINISKIRT . . . sim jake

zhao iseul always had it easy. she could get everything she wanted due to her charms, and boys would always fall at her feet. but there was one guy who didn't seem to be phased by her, sim jake.

barista!jake x oc. lots of angst, slow burn (?), contains smut, mentions of domestic abuse, death, brain tumor, alcohol, hooking up.

CHAPTER SEVEN !

wc : 843

the orange sky illuminated the small bedroom through the candid curtains, the warm sunlight gently caressing his soft features and waking him up from his slumber as he groaned lowly whilst snuggling further into her warm, vanilla scented nape. jake felt a light breeze hit his bare, muscular arms that he buried under the cozy comforter of his bed and hugged her closer.

but upon the realization that someone was laying in his bed with him his eyes shot wide open, instantly sitting up and glancing down at the girl sleeping beside him before his hands threaded through his fluffy hair and tugged at them slightly in panic. she wasn't supposed to be sleeping beside him. hell, she wasn't even supposed to be in the same room as him.

jake's eyes squeezed closed as his brows lowered once his throbbing headache welcomed him, groaning quietly whilst placing his palm against the crown of his head and scrunching his nose at the pain. he pushed the comforter off his body and his feet came in contact with the cold, wooden floor, grabbing his boxers that were discarded on the ground and sliding them on before collecting the rest of his clothes.

jaeyun glanced at the sleeping figure before twisting the doorknob of his room open and gently closing the door behind him, his shoulders dropping disappointedly just like his expression once his puppy eyes landed on the mess that laid on the living room floor. a bunch of crushed cans of beer and some knocked over bottles of soju dirtied his black flooring, some amber liquid pooled around the trash and iseul's belongings laid beside it.

he flopped onto the couch and sighed heavily whilst looking at the mess around him, burying his face in his hands out of desperation. not only did he sleep with another girl when he was courting seowon, but in a few hours he has to meet her and pretend like none of this ever happened.

jaeyun sat in silence, the only sound in the room being the ticking of the wall clock, his heart pounding in his chest with guilt creeping up his spine and settling heavily on his shoulders. how could he face her with this weight pressing down on him?

"are you thinking about last night?" iseul's honey voice snapped him out of his thoughts as he looked up at the source of the noise, his eyes meeting with her figure leaned against the doorframe with only an oversized t-shirt that he clearly remembers wearing recently, her usually silky raven hair now unkempt and matted with mascara tear stains on her cheeks. "oh and sorry about the t-shirt, i couldn't find my clothes."

jake glanced at her clothes discarded near him before focusing back on his main problem, the guilt pressing down on his tensed shoulders and eating him alive as he felt the back of his eyes burning with tears which only made his pounding headache harder to bear. "last night was nothing but a mistake. it shouldn't have happened, and we should just forget about it."

her features dropped for a split second at his words before she quickly masked them with a slight grin and a nod of her head, taking a quick look at the clock hanging from the wall before walking up to him and picking up her clothes from the floor to recollect herself. she should've expected that last night didn't mean anything to him. he was black out drunk, he probably had no idea what was even going on around him.

"i'll get going then." iseul quickly headed back to his room to change and take her leave from there like he probably wanted, a lingering feeling at the pit of her stomach as she tried to brush off the thoughts flooding in her head with lips pressed firmly into a thin line as she fixed her hair in front of the mirror. what was she expecting? she knew he liked the girl from the party, why did she get her hopes high for nothing? she should've expected that he wanted nothing to do with what happened last night.

all the sweet nothings he whispered in her ears, all the gentle touches on her porcelain skin, and all the tender kisses on her full lips were clearly neaningless to him and nothing more than a heat of the moment thing.

as the raven walked towards the main door whilst swinging her bag over her shoulder, the aussie rapidly stopped her just before she could twist the doorknob open by wrapping his slender fingers around her arm. "wait," the chinese girl glanced at him confused, tilting her head slightly before looking down at his hand holding her which he instantly retracted to scratch his nape. "are you sure you'll be okay? you can still talk to me whenever you need."

she smiled bitterly at the reminder of her current reality before nodding reassuringly. "i'll be fine. and thank you for listening to me last night, it means a lot."

tags

@boobaemilk @ziiao @riqomi @lvvstruck @maewphoria @markleestoes @iboughtnwjs @glorianaengene

— 🧷 comment if you want to be added !

[thatfeelingwonie]

— 🧷 . . . MINISKIRT . . . sim jake

zhao iseul always had it easy. she could get everything she wanted due to her charms, and boys would always fall at her feet. but there was one guy who didn't seem to be phased by her, sim jake.

barista!jake x oc. lots of angst, slow burn (?), contains smut, mentions of domestic abuse, death, brain tumor, alcohol, hooking up.

CHAPTER FOUR !

wc : 738

"do we really have to go? i don't really feel like partying lately." iseul complained as she gently pressed her pink-ish lipstick on her soft lips and glided the color over the center, leaving behind a delicate, glossy cast that she gently spread by tapping her finger while watching herself in her small pocket mirror.

"of course we have to, this is literally the most famous birthday party around campus. and besides, you haven't been yourself lately, so hopefully this party snaps you back." kim chaemin told her as she brushed the mascara wand through her lashes, adjusting her caramel hair before packing all of her make up inside her purse and sliding it over her bare shoulder.

the raven sighed, as she rested her back on the hard seat of the uber and glanced outside the window. if she had to be really honest, she wasn't in the best mood to party lately, unlike her usual self that would never say no to clubbing, she would rather just lay in bed and watch a movie on her laptop while eating take out alone. everything going on in her life has been draining her social battery everyday more and right now being in a crowded room for hours isn't her go to anymore.

as the uber halted in front of the modern-looking mansion with many cars parked on the large driveway, chaemin quickly unbuckled her seat belt and exited the car excitedly while the other just opened her purse and slid out some bills to pay for the taxi before getting dragged out of the vehicle towards the said house.

"cheer up, there's gonna be plenty of guys you can seduce in there." she nudged her shoulder teasingly before walking inside the spacious house where loud music could be heard along with noisy chatters, the girl just standing on the door frame with a blank expression as she let her words sink into her clouded mind. how could she tell her her love for partying and sleeping around was slowly dying?

the need for something deeper has been tormenting her mind.

iseul stepped into the house and her ears were immediately welcomed by the loud speakers playing high volume music, glancing around the unfamiliar faces before deciding to pour herself a drink to make sure she could get through the night. the clicking sound of her black, thick heels against the glossy wooden floor was unaudible over the headache inducing music, her hands subtly adjusting the black mini dress that perfectly hugged her waist and reached just below her lower back with a voluminous, bouncy skirt.

she threaded her digits through her raven, silky waves before reaching for one of the plastic cups stacked on the table, taking a hold of a bottle of vodka and twisting the cap open but just as she was about to pour a single drop inside the cup, her eyes landed on two figures standing on the other side of the table. one was a guy, tall with dark hair and plump lips, rocking a black v cut sweater and a pair of jeans, and the other was a girl not a year older than her, her hair long, caramel and parted slightly to the side, eyes doe and lips full with body hugged by a simple off shoulder navy top and a white mini skirt.

iseul's lips parted in shock slightly upon recognizing the man standing there, not believing to have ran into the man she has probably despised the most lately with a girl. perhaps that explained why he was so adamant about rejecting her.

the raven quickly poured herself a drink once she noticed the girl leaving, slowly approaching his figure leaning against the counter with a soft smile stretching his plump lips as he watched her figure walking away. "is she the reason you rejected me?" jake sighed deeply once his ears recognized her hateful voice, his previously tensed shoulders dropping disappointedly as he snapped his head towards the source of the sound.

"are you stalking me by any chance?" she chuckled dryly as she leaned on the counter as well, glancing back at the girl walking away for a second before focusing back on him noticing his ablaze cheeks, delicate smile and eyes shining. she kinda misses feeling like this every once in a while.

"i'm too busy to waste time on stalking someone like you."

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[thatfeelingwonie]

— 🧷 . . . MINISKIRT . . . sim jake

zhao iseul always had it easy. she could get everything she wanted due to her charms, and boys would always fall at her feet. but there was one guy who didn't seem to be phased by her, sim jake.

barista!jake x oc. lots of angst, slow burn (?), contains smut, mentions of domestic abuse, death, brain tumor, alcohol, hooking up.

CHAPTER NINE !

wc : 828

the clock nearly struck midnight that night, and jake's hopeful puppy eyes couldn't stop glancing at the door whenever a shadow passed by it as he served countless drinks to whoever requested one without even looking at their face. everytime he heard the small bell hung above the door ring he would raise his gaze from his task hoping it was her, but he was always met with disappointment.

he couldn't even hide that he was hoping for her to cross the threshold of the door with that soft smile of hers and sit at the counter like last time, talking about everything and nothing like they did that night as they shared drinks. he hated how much he wanted to see her when there was a girl who had real feelings for him and that he's been chasing for years.

"can i get a shot of tequila please?" his ears perked up at the familiar voice from behind the counter as he set the clean glasses on the shelf in front of him whilst pressing his soft lips into a thin line to suppress the small grin that was threatening to curve on his lips, quickly wiping his hands dry on his pants before turning towards the front with an emotionless expression twisting his gentle features and head slightly tilted.

"didn't i tell you to move on from that night? moving on also includes leaving me alone." iseul sat herself at one of the leather high stools before resting both of her arms on the wooden counter, sniffing quietly before tucking a strand of her jet black hair behind her ear revealing her usually sharp eyes now swollen and crimson to clearly indicate that she had been crying.

his gaze softened at the sight of her vulnerable state, taking it as a hint that she was here for something more important than just getting on his nerves as the raven girl glanced at him with insecure eyes worried that she took his words from last time for granted and that he probably only said it to be nice. "you said.. i could come here if i needed to talk to someone? is the offer still open..?"

jaeyun fixed the black, thick glasses resting on his tall nose before nodding his head signaling her to get comfortable, reaching under the counter before pouring the shot like requested and the glass clinked softly against the wood as it slid towards her. "here you go." he replied shortly without gazing into her deep eyes, trying to keep his neutral state.

the female took a hold of the glass and looked at it for a moment, her fingers tracing the rim of the glass absently as she observed the reflection of the light on the clear liquid. she knew drowning her sadness in alcohol was not a good coping mechanism, she needed to face her imminent reality, but ordering a drink allowed her to talk to someone who actually cared, and for now, it's enough.

"why do you care if i leave you alone or not, jake?" she broke the silence and asked quietly as his name rolled off her tongue perfectly, the boy opened his mouth to respond but found himself hesitating as his words were caught somewhere between his mind and his heart and he just stood there quietly.

"we're just.. too different. nothing good would come out if we kept in contact." her lips pressed into a faint, humorless smile as she took in the aussie's hesitant expression, not needing him to say anything more. "too different," she repeated softly almost as if tasting the bitterness of the words, glancing down whilst tracing the rim of the glass again as the coolness grounded her in a way she desperately needed.

she downed the tequila in one swift motion frowning at the burning in her throat, her focus fixated on a blank space with a faint, disappointed smile as she internally laughed at her delusional thoughts. was she really expecting him to to re-evaluate their relationship over one accidental night that they don't even fully remember?

"i get it," she said, her voice quiet but resolute, as she fished her wallet from her bag and slapped a bill onto the counter. "i’ll find someone else to talk to." standing up, iseul swung the strap of her bag over her shoulder and as she turned to leave she brushed away a tear that rokked down her cheek.

"well," she murmured, her voice trembling despite her best efforts to sound detached. "thanks for caring. at least once."

as she turned to leave, jake felt the words bubbling up inside him, words he didn’t know how to say, words he wasn’t sure he even had the right to say. he wanted to stop her, to tell her that he cared more than he was willing to admit, that he hated the idea of her walking away. but the words never came.

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Are you going to post cupid here ?

I loved that book so much 😭

yesss i can't say when cause i'm really busy atm but i'm planning to post it here :)

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can't wait for cupid on here yayy ! and makes sure not to stress yourself about posting things if you're busy <3

ofc ofc <333

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Hi can you still post ffs in wp

hiii so i'll still post on wp tumblr is js my back up platform to post my books

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⌕ TAKE TWO ━━ 23 : leaving for good

PRECIS. while riki constantly assured you that him being an idol under a different label wouldn't be an issue in your relationship, you start getting second thoughts when fans start shipping him with his co-mc at music bank.

w : angst but r we surprised ( 2.03k )

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“are you breaking up with me?” riki’s words are laced with confusion and disbelief. you both were getting better, you talked— sure, a few loose ends were left untouched. there were questions yet to be answered, but nothing quite led his assumptions to this conclusion, even in the worst scenarios. ��answer me, yn,” 

“you asked if i could give you another chance and i did that. now, i don’t think i have any more chances to spare,” and what else were you supposed to say? that you feel guilty for hiding the truth, or that you can’t even bring yourself to give him the actual reason why you’re breaking up? the only reason why you wanted to have the first say in whatever you both were to discuss was because you didn’t trust yourself. “i think we’re better off without each other,” 

because you came here to tell him everything and perhaps, make him feel less guilty about himself and his actions, but now you don’t know where all the determination went the moment riki took the lead. 

“this doesn’t make sense,” you hear him murmur under his breath, a deep sigh escaping his lips. “is it because i didn’t explain things to you sooner?”

“it’s not about you,”

“we can make amends,” and it pains you to see hope in his eyes. 

“riki, this isn’t about you and no, we can’t ma—”

he takes a sharp breath. “well, then tell me what it’s abo—”

“i kissed jungwon,” a pause, a short session of silence follows. you don’t quite understand the depth of your words until you’ve already said it. “i don’t know how or why it happened. we were just talking, he confessed, and i kissed him. i can’t even sort out my own feelings and this is unfair to you.” and you’re just waiting for him to say something before you lose composure.“we should break up,” 

you did plan on telling him, really, in all honesty. that was the plan, the reason why you decided to meet him again, but once again, when have plans ever worked in your favour? he deserved to know the whole story, just not like this, not when you both are in the middle of a probable breakup with your relationship hanging by a string. this discussion wasn’t even planned because you thought riki wouldn’t question your decisions or the break up. in fact, you expected him to anticipate the same. you didn’t want to keep things from him, not after what happened, you just didn’t know how to put everything in words until it fell off your mouth like wind in jet streams. 

but you are here either way, sitting in front of him, fiddling with your fingers, mind blank, silence stinging like poisoned darts. you’re not expecting anything, not after what you’ve done, but you want him to say something— anything. you want him to yell at you, call you a cheating lying bitch, curse you out, anything but silence. yet still, riki keeps his mouth shut. his eyes widened for a brief second, you guess that he wants to speak, but words never leave his mouth, and when they do, you feel like the ground has shifted below your feet. 

“i had feelings for miya,” it takes you a second to realise that you both were finally playing the truth game, stripping each other off the facades. “it doesn’t make sense. she was annoying, she wanted to hang out all the time. she was demanding. but, i started liking those demands, y’know? it was fun, i liked having someone to hang out with while you weren’t there, made me feel less lonely, to put it straight. and then things escalated, i wanted to see her more. maybe that’s why i got mad whenever you’d bring her up. i was scared you’d find out, but now that i know the kind of person she is, i’ve lost a friend, and i’m close to losing you,” 

now, the silence is on your side. 

you’re not holding back any tears, your hands aren’t shaking, you’re not in disbelief or feeling utter betrayal. you’re not heartbroken to the point from where, there’s no recovery. if anything, you’ve come to terms with reality. despite the fear and insecurities, a part of you has always been aware of whatever was going on between him and miya. romantic or not, it didn’t matter. you simply knew she was one of his very first priorities, probably even before you. right now, it’s not his words that hurt you the most, but rather, they make you question the very basis of your relationship. how many times did he ignore you for her? was there a time when you weren’t his first priority? 

how many times did riki say i love you to you and it was meant for someone else? 

“would i have dated her if you had never found out? probably, and that makes the two of us equal,” and his words now give you the answers to your questions, sort of. 

probably more than you can count on your fingers. 

“no, it does not,” you argue back, voice a little louder, turning heads in your direction as you pause before speaking at a much lower amplitude. “i kissed jungwon,” 

but, he never cheated on you, did he? 

“it was a mistake,” riki says softly, lips pressed together between words. “you were scared, you were having a hard time, and people tend to accept every ounce of affection in hard times. you’re owing up to your mistakes, i did the same. i think we’ll be fine,” at this point, it’s not you who he’s trying to convince, but himself. his heart that is beating at an enormous rate, every pump of blood that feels like a knife twisting in his chest, every breath that threatens to collapse his lungs, he’s telling his mind that the pain will be over, that there’s still a chance. 

but riki doesn’t know where he stands, where you both stand. the damage was done, he is aware of all the tears and night it had cost. your decision is probably right, breaking up would be the best. sunghoon has been telling him to take some time off, he’s exhausted, he needs a break, but is it really easy to drop your first love and pretend nothing ever happened? to ignore everything you two had, to forget all the firsts and all the promises about being each other lasts, to discard the polaroids in his dorms that take him back to the moment they were taken, is it really as simple as it sounds, or is moving on a luxury only for people in movies and novels? 

“can you just get mad at me? i don’t know, curse me out, yell at me, say you never want to see me again,” you’re knee-deep in desperation. your veins are no longer carrying blood, it’s the guilt oozing out of your heart. “please, make this easy for me,” 

and even at this point, even when you’re the villain in your own story, when the pain he’s feeling is probably multiple folds severe than yours, when the scars you gave him in return are much deeper than the cuts he left you, you’re still begging him for mercy, to let you go because it makes things easier for you. 

“is it necessary?” his voice is tender, sadness pooling in his eyes. “we came clean. so, what’s the point of hurting ourselves, yn?” 

“and if we get back together, can i count on you?” it’s not a question for him. more or less, they’re the words you’ve been asking yourself over and over again, and when you can't find the answers, you direct them to him. “what are the chances that this will not happen again? how sure are you about your feelings for me? how are you sure that what you’re feeling is for me and not for someone else? what are the chances that you will not fall for someone else while claiming to be in love with me, and what are the chances that i won’t kiss jungwon again?” 

loving was never supposed to be easy. you were young, you kissed under the street lights, you held hands on your way back home, you drank from the same cup, that was love for you and riki when you started dating, where the thoughts about breakups and moving on didn’t even cross your minds. but you grow, the problems you face are no longer about not being able to text and bid a sweet goodnight, and most importantly, sometimes the solution isn’t to kiss and make up. 

if you’re being honest, loving was never for you. you had your own demons, he had his own issues. ‘tell me your problems and i’ll make them mine,’ only sounds good in fiction. in real life, when you’re sitting in front of the love of your life while talking about breaking up, nothing haunts you more than what has been caving inside your mind. at that moment, every single weakness surfaces and suddenly, you no longer think about how the other person is feeling. you kissed jungwon because you were in pain, you didn’t think about the effect it would have on riki or jungwon himself. riki turned to miya because you were absent, not knowing the depths of his actions and the harm it could potentially cause. 

so, at the end of the day, loving was never meant for the two of you, at least not now. the only thing written in your fates was leaving for good.   

“you’re right, we could get back and pretend none of this ever happened. but, riki, i can’t even look you in the eyes,” it’s true, to some extent, yes. you’re sitting here, you’re talking, you’re still in love, not sure with whom, it isn’t any different for him either. forgetting everything that happened would be easier, but you’re not sure how long you two will last. “ask yourself again, do you want this relationship because you still love me, or do you want it because you want to save yourself from heartbreak?” 

“we’re breaking up for good, aren’t we?” you notice the corner of his lips perk up, an ironic smile settling on his face, because who even breaks up for good? all those movies about leaving because you love the person and want them to be happy never made sense to riki. 

what’s so happy about breakups, anyway? 

“it’s the best for us,” you nod, after all, it’s the best for you two, right?  

and yet, it’s not in the best interest of you two. he wants to stay, you want to leave, the ‘good’ part of breakup, he doesn’t see it. riki never understood the hypothesis behind the good breakups and the breakups that happened while two people were still in love. you don’t throw away a cake even when you’re hungry, he thinks it’s the same logic. to leave the person you love the most for ‘better’, to spend days and nights and afternoons thinking about them and torturing yourself over and over, to drown in endless yearning and the lingering memories— he’d rather have it the other way. 

if you’re the sun, riki wants you to burn him, if you're the moon, he wants you to freeze him cold. love, for riki, is not something that puts him to bed but rather, it’s something that takes away his sleep every night. so, leaving for good doesn’t make sense to him, for he simply wants you back, in any way, any form. even if you return to him as a ghost, it’s fine, he wants you to haunt him forever. 

a theatrical confession, he doesn’t say it out loud. it would be stupid, but you seem to know what he’s thinking, the tears brimming your eyes tell him that. 

“this is probably going to sound stupid, but i want to ask you just one question,” you hold your breathe. “in future, if you find yourself in a position to fall in love again,”

“will you fall for me?”  

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CUPID’S CURE — fifteen ; cupid comes out of retirement

as the new admins of cupid’s corner, gunwook and eunchae make it their mission to get back some of the couples that jungwon’s girlfriend had unintentionally broken up. one of the couples on their list are you and jake sim, also known as the self proclaimed “rizzler of oz”. you haven’t talked to jake since the breakup — because one, you don’t think you’re quite over him yet, and two, you have zero reason to speak to him! that is, until eunchae works her “magic” — she decides to post a confession (apparently coming from jake himself), saying that he still loves you.

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author's note. hellohello it has been a while:) not updating daily yet, but theres 5 more chaps anyways so T_T anyways a shorter chapter since things move a lot faster in the last 5)

CUPID'S CURE! a jake smau. genre: smau, crack, fluff pairing: non-idol! jake x non-idol! reader warnings: swearing, ignore timestamps taglist is CLOSED!

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CUPID’S CURE — sixteen ; you’re fired!

as the new admins of cupid’s corner, gunwook and eunchae make it their mission to get back some of the couples that jungwon’s girlfriend had unintentionally broken up. one of the couples on their list are you and jake sim, also known as the self proclaimed “rizzler of oz”. you haven’t talked to jake since the breakup — because one, you don’t think you’re quite over him yet, and two, you have zero reason to speak to him! that is, until eunchae works her “magic” — she decides to post a confession (apparently coming from jake himself), saying that he still loves you.

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author's note. hi im alive welcome back to cupids cure

CUPID'S CURE! a jake smau. genre: smau, crack, fluff pairing: non-idol! jake x non-idol! reader warnings: swearing, ignore timestamps taglist is CLOSED!