#they were probably playfully arguing about something science related

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Was looking at that “You’re not even a good villain” gifset again, and have successfully convinced myself in the second gif he’s saying “Witts...”, likely in a “I love you and I’m trying not to laugh, but you are honestly so stupid sometimes” tone of voice, as he rolls his eyes dramatically at whatever they just said to him

[peteerrpaarkerr]

Day and Night (Peter Parker Soulmate AU) pt. 1

Summary: When Tony Stark first saw his newborn daughter’s soulmate marking, he was thrilled to know that she would get to experience a love like his and Pepper’s. However, 17 years later when Tony sees an identical tattoo on his daughter’s best friend/superhero protégé, Peter Parker, he vows to keep y/n safe by not allowing them to realize that their futures are intertwined.

Pairings: Peter Parker x y/n

Warnings: None at the moment, I will update each chapter accordingly

Author’s note: Hey guys! This is my first time writing a Peter Parker fic and I’m hoping it’ll turn out well! Please let me know if you want me to continue it or if you have any comments! Thanks!

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The day that Y/n Stark was born was the happiest day of Tony’s life. The second he laid eyes on Pepper cradling their newborn child, his heart burst from pride and love for his daughter.

He could not believe that he had helped create something so perfect… so innocent. He was full of admiration the second he knew Pepper was pregnant, but had no idea how important you would be in his life until he saw you for the first time.

From the way he was holding you, he got a glimpse of his soulmate marking that both Pepper and he had on their wrists: a compass. It signified that no matter how lost they were, they would always come back to each other. While it seemed like Tony was the only one that was lost, it perfectly summarized their relationship. It was one of the most beautiful things the universe had given Tony, besides now yourself.

He carefully lifted up your delicate wrist and saw no marking. He checked the other one and then your ankles looking for the tattoo. When he didn’t find one, his heart stopped beating for a second, assuming a terrible scenario where you might not have one. Before he could panic, Pepper tiredly told Tony, “There’s a small marking on her shoulder blade.”

Tony handed you over to Pepper and examined your back, noting the small, full moon that was printed on your skin. It was rather small, being no larger than a coin, but Tony was filled with joy. From seeing that moon, he knew there was someone for his daughter, someone who would take care of and love her forever. Someone who could protect her from the world’s darkest tragedies when she was older and who could be her closest companion.

“It’s perfect. She’s perfect.” Tony remarked, kissing Pepper’s and then your own forehead as the three of you shared your first moments alive.

——— 17 years later ———

“Y/n!”

You woke up to a frantic knock on your bedroom door. Lazily pushing back the covers, you opened your eyes and squinted at the golden light coming from your window. You sat there for a second, taking in the beauty of the skyline from the window in Avenger’s tower while the knocking became more persistent.

“Get upppp!” A voice dragged out while they begin wiggling the locked doorknob. “I know you’re in there!”

You smiled at the familiar voice and made your way out of bed towards the door. “Just meet me downstairs!” You yelled back, immediately turning around to get dressed for the day.

A loud groan could be heard from behind the door, but the person answered, “If you don’t hurry, I’m eating your crepes! And Thor made them, so they will probably be gone by the time you get there!” The person sprinted away from the door and you could hear their footsteps dwindle as they ran down the hallway.

You knew they were serious when they threatened to eat your crepes, so you quickly got ready for the day.

Approximately 4 minutes later, you ran in the kitchen and straight towards the counter, reaching for the last crepe, only for it to be pulled right out of your hand.

“Hey!” You exclaimed, “Not fair! It’s my-“

“Nope! I just had a training session, so it’s mine!” Natasha smirked, bringing the crepe towards her mouth before it was torn out of her hands by Clint.

“I’m named my son after you, so it’s my crepe. Nathaniel would agree.” Clint winked while walking away with the crepe, only to duck when the Mjolnir came flying at him, dropping the crepe into Thor’s waiting hands.

“I’m a god, it’s mine.” Thor remarked, still adorned in the chef’s hat and your old, child-sized, pink apron that read, “Mommy’s Favorite Helper”. Natasha and Clint started bickering with Thor over the crepe when Steve walked in, shook his head, and walked to the fridge to grab a glass of milk.

Suddenly, a metal contraption propelled through the kitchen, snatching the crepe and falling back into the hands of Tony Stark. He cheekily grinned as he stuffed the entire crepe into his mouth before anyone could have a say. “It’s mine because it’s my daughter’s birthday,” he uttered with his mouth full.

You frowned and added, “Hey, wait a minute… shouldn’t that be my reasoning to have the crepe?”

“Not a chance, Sunny Girl.” Your father winked, swallowing the rest of the crepe.

You rolled your eyes, but gave him a slight smile at the mention of your hidden soulmate tattoo. He thought it would be a funny inside joke to call you the opposite of what was on your shoulder blade since you were quite the opposite of him in your personality. There were a few similarities between Tony and you, like your love for science and your determination to help others, but you lacked in having his cocky and spontaneous tendencies. He considered you to be the perfect child and he would do anything to protect you from harm.

However, he apparently did not mind stealing the last crepe, leaving you without your favorite breakfast on your birthday.

“Hold up, y/n,” announced Peter, your best friend and the owner of the voice who had woken you up prior. “I saved you a stack of crepes!” You beamed when he presented you with a plate of crepes, strawberries and Nutella already in between the layers, just the way you liked it.

“Underoos, you spoiled the surprise! I was trying to make her think I was going to starve her on her birthday!” Tony stated sarcastically, nudging Peter a little when he walked past him towards the table.

“Aw, Pete,” you grinned at him, taking the plate and noting the Nutella on his chin, “I thought you said you weren’t going to save me any.”

“Of course I was! It’s your birthday… actually, I gotta admit, I ate one…” he trailed off, teasing you playfully as he handed you a fork.

You lightly laughed, reaching forward to wipe the Nutella off of his face. “I can see that, Parker.” You turned around to see your father and the other Avengers jokingly argue over who should have received the last crepe, not paying attention to you anymore. Wanting to eat your breakfast in a quieter environment, you tapped Peter’s shoulder and nodded your head towards the door, silently suggesting to leave the room. He nodded in response and you both headed off to your favorite place in the tower: your personal science lab.

When Tony learned that you enjoyed science as much as he did, he spared no expense into turning an entire floor into a space where you could explore experiments. As you grew older, it turned into more of an armor station for the Avenger’s, something you thoroughly enjoyed working with. You had an eye for knowing how to fix or enhance your dad’s creations, and you even began to build your own. You were fortunate enough to create some protective, yet fully-functioning armor for Stephen Strange and Bucky Barnes, which served well during daily missions. You hadn’t told anyone yet, but you were hoping to surprise Peter with a new suit and work with your dad to create a new line of health analysis systems for all of the team.

Peter waltzed into the room right behind you and sat in his usual rolling chair, pushing away on his feet towards the window. You sat on one of the desks, criss-crossing your legs, and began to eat your crepes.

“So,” Peter said, turning himself around to face you, “how does it feel to finally be 17?” You rolled your eyes at his question, knowing you were almost an entire year younger than him.

“I guess it’s alright, I don’t feel any older.” You shrugged, continuing to eat your crepes. “I’m excited because you finally can’t make fun of me anymore since we’re the same age,” you teased, sticking your tongue out at him.

“Yeah,” Peter scoffed, “for nine days. I’ll be 18 next Friday.” He chuckled as you threw a strawberry at him, hoping it would hit him in the face. To your dismay, his spidey senses quickly reacted and he caught it in his mouth.

You rolled your eyes again, something you found yourself doing more often than not around Peter since his antics were expected.

You and Peter had been best friends since your freshman year at Midtown School of Science and Technology. You may have been younger than Peter and your classmates, but your intelligence and maturity kept you in the top percentage of your class throughout all four years of high school. You and Peter were the proud co-salutatorians of Midtown, only 0.0002 in GPA-scale behind MJ, the valedictorian, and a good 0.008 ahead of Flash, who was still salty about “a couple of nobodies” beating him. What Flash didn’t know is that Peter and you managed to spend 85% of your time working on Avenger’s-related activities and rarely focused on your studies, which should have given him ample opportunity to beat you guys. That was one of the main things you and Peter laughed about throughout the past few weeks following graduation.

Peter knew you all the way from your favorite color to your dream job to your dreams in life. He knew you loved rainy days and chilly autumn seasons, and he knew your exact orders at all of the restaurants you would go to with him. As you grew closer, you confided in him with your greatest fears, being rejected and feeling alone. But he also knew that you were stronger than anyone he had ever known.

Despite you not fighting alongside the Avengers, he knew you put all of your energy into planning out the team’s strategies and suits. You worked harder than anyone on the team and he was beyond proud of you for it.

“Hey, y/n, did you turn in your class requests?” Peter asked, referring to your university schedule that would begin to consume your life in the next month.

“Yep, I submitted it last night before I started working on Nat’s tech boots.”

The two of you decided to attend Empire State University, both having full rides and not wanting to leave each other during college. Despite neither of you knowing your soulmates yet, you both knew that you wanted to be apart of each other’s lives for as long as you both lived. You were both so content with your friendship and living out your lives that you hadn’t discussed soulmates more than once the whole time you had been friends. You recalled that conversation when you were discussing where you both wanted to attend college.

Peter realized that he needed to stay in New York so that he could continue being Spider-Man while balancing his studies. He felt that he owed it to Tony after having been taken in by him as a team member and, after seeing the bond between you and Peter, a friend.

“Y/n, where do you think you’ll go to college?” Peter asked nervously, twiddling his thumbs in anticipation to your response. As much as it would pain him to watch you leave, he knew that going to another college might be the place where you find your career passion or even your soulmate. It could be detrimental to your future.

You looked up from your laptop, with open tabs for Carnegie Mellon and MIT, and shrugged. “I’m not sure yet, I guess I’ll decide when the financial offers come in.”

Peter rolled his eyes. “Pffft, like you’re going to need them. You’ve got all the money in the world to pay for college.”

You giggled, shutting your laptop and giving your full attention to Peter. “Yes, I do, but you have to keep in mind that he will cover yours too.”

Peter turned bright red at the thought of Tony paying for his education; he wasn’t his son and Peter would feel awful taking advantage of Mr. Stark’s financial gain like that. “I-I could never, it would be wrong to use someone else’s money for my personal benefit.”

You smirked and opened back up your laptop. “See, that’s why I’m also trying to get offers. I don’t want to be someone else’s financial responsibility and I want to earn the degree myself.” You looked down to stare at the screen, scrolling through programs and tuition plans. “My dad has worked extremely hard for me my entire life and I feel that if I do this on my own that I’m, in a way, repaying him. I just want to make him proud.”

You were unaware of how Peter gazed at you in admiration. He was thinking how crazy it was that someone in such a great socioeconomic position could think in such a humble way. He loved that and so many other qualities about you, which is why he was thankful he was your best friend.

Deep inside of him, he knew that he felt a little more for you than being friends. However, he would never admit it due to the possibility of losing you as a friend and the fact that you both lived in a world full of soulmates.

Neither of you had seen the other’s soulmate tattoos nor asked about them because it secretly hurt you both to think that you could possibly lead separate lives someday. However, you both subconsciously decided to enjoy the time you had with each other, after all, you had the rest of your lives to be with your soulmate. There was only so much time available to pursue your friendship.

“Speaking of which, we need to go to fill out that paperwork,” Peter mentioned, beginning to toy with one of the potential models for more advanced web shooters on your desk.

“You mean the one for skipping some of our GE’s? We can’t fill that out until the week before classes begin.” You responded, taking the last bite of your crepes. Peter let out an “oh, right” before footsteps could be heard echoing in the corridor right outside the lab.

Tony walked in and pointed at Peter, motioning for him to leave the room with him. “Before you do whatever teens do on their birthdays, we need to finalize your suit adjustment.”

Peter jumped up at the word “suit”, still not being able to believe that Tony designed his armor, and followed him out of the room. “I’ll be right back!” Peter called out, leaving you in the lab.

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Peter stood on a metal platform, his arms raised in the air as he was being scanned for the body of the suit.

“I was thinking that you, y/n, and I should go get lunch in a couple of hours,” Tony mentioned, fiddling with a design on his tech surface. “Also, shirt off, Underoos. The scanner isn’t working. But yeah, doesn’t she like Thai food?”

Peter pulled off his shirt and allowed the robot to scan his figure for the suit’s size. “Yeah, she loves Thai food. How about Thai Pepper on 56th?”

“Yep, that’ll do,” Tony answered back, reviewing the data that was transmitted onto the computer. Peter began talking about y/n’s favorite dessert place that they should go to following lunch while Tony analyzed the image. However, Tony stopped paying attention to Peter when something small and unusual on Peter’s back caught his eye.

Being curious (and somewhat nosey), Tony zoomed in on Peter’s back and squinted at his shoulder blade. “What the…” Tony whispered.

He spotted a small, shaded sphere printed on Peter’s skin, which appeared to be very similar to one he had seen before.

Peter, still rambling about y/n’s favorite foods and unaware of Tony’s discovery, was surprised when Tony yanked his shoulders and turned him around. “Uh, Mr. Stark?”

The air trapped itself in Tony’s lungs, leaving him unable to form a sentence. He was astounded that he hadn’t noticed the marking earlier.

“Is something wrong?” Peter questioned.

Tony remained silent. He couldn’t believe that Peter had a detailed soulmate tattoo of a full moon. The exact same one that his daughter had been born with 17 years ago.

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Part Two: https://peteerrpaarkerr.tumblr.com/post/186089973589/day-and-night-peter-parker-soulmate-au-pt-2

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✩ (for brad & janet!)

Send ‘✩’ for the following:

Disagreements:

Who is more likely to raise their voice? brad. but he also has a naturally louder voiceWho threatens to leave but never actually does? janetWho actually keeps their word and leaves? neitherWho trashes the house? neitherDo either of them get physical? not reallyHow often do they argue/disagree? occasionally, but it’s usually not very big or over something fairly trivialWho is the first to apologise? it’s usually mutual

Sex:

Who is on top? it’s a switch but... mostly janet. girl knows what she wantsWho is on the bottom? ^^Who has the strangest desires? i think it is safe to say that post-rhps, it’s a tieAny kinks? fishnets, probablyWho’s dominant in bed? generally i would say janetIs head ever in the equation? you know itIf so, who is better at performing it? bradEver had sex in public? depends on public but.... yeah probablyWho moans the most? janetWho leaves the most marks? janetWho screams the loudest? janetWho is the more experienced of the two? bradDo they ‘fuck’ or ‘make love’? make loveRough or soft? it’s usually a mix of rough stuff with really really soft dirty talkHow long do they usually last? probably an average length nothing too longIs protection used? yeahDoes it ever get boring? not anymore lmaoWhere is the strangest place they’d have sex? either an empty classroom or the back of the car

Family:

Do your muses plan on having children/or have children? yeah it’s kinda just a given for them??If so, how many children do your muses want/have? 1-2Who is the favorite parent? bradWho is the authoritative parent? janetWho is more likely to allow the children to have a day off school? bradWho lets the children indulge in sweets and junk food when the other isn’t around? brad. not that janet cares too much thoughWho turns up to extra curricular activities to support their children? usually bothWho goes to parent teacher interviews? both Who changes the diapers? brad has practiced several times to do the perfect diaper wrapWho gets up in the middle of the night to feed the baby? janetWho spends the most time with the children? i think both of themWho packs their lunch boxes? janetWho gives their children ‘the talk’? brad but janet makes sure he doesn’t get too off trackWho cleans up after the kids? both of themWho worries the most? janetWho are the children more likely to learn their first swear word from? brad proposed by saying damn it janet so take a wild guess

Affection:

Who likes to cuddle? both of them they are very cuddlyWho is the little spoon? janetWho gets naughty in the most inappropriate of places? bradWho struggles to keep their hands to themself?  also bradHow long can they cuddle until one becomes uncomfortable? generally they can last a long time without getting uncomfy but generally are done after an hour/half hourWho gives the most kisses? brad because it’s a lot easier for him to reachWhat is their favourite non-sexual activity? watching movies, sometimes at drive-insWhere is their favourite place to cuddle? couch + the backseatWho is more likely to playfully grope the other? bradHow often do they get time to themselves? they have pretty laidback schedules so they get quite a bit of time

Sleeping:

Who snores? brad and he’s loud as shitIf both do, who snores the loudest? n/aDo they share a bed or sleep separately? shareIf they sleep together, do they cozy up together or lay far apart? cozy together because they are terribleWho talks in their sleep? janet really seems the type to and it’s simultaneously cute and terrifyingWhat do they wear to bed? janet wears a long nightgown and brad has some matchy stripey pajamasAre either of your muses insomniacs? not really, but post rhps i can understand some sleeping issuesCan sleeping pills be found by the bedside? yeahDo they wrap their limbs around each other or just lay side by side? usually they’re pretty tangled upWho wakes up with bed hair? both of them but brad’s is way more noticeable because it looks like you could skateboard down it and get some sick airWho wakes up first? janetWho prepares breakfast in bed for the other? bradWhat is their favourite sleeping position? spooning usuallyWho hogs the sheets? janet even though she’s teenyDo they set an alarm each night? janet does, brad doesn’tCan a television be found in their bedroom? nahWho has nightmares? bothWho has ridiculous dreams? b o t hWho sprawls out and takes up most of the bed? bradWho makes the bed? janetWhat time is bed time? they’re pretty boring so 9 pmAny routines/rituals before bed? they both tend to read in bed next to each other before they go to bed besides usual bedtime stuffWho’s the grumpiest when they wake up? janet

Work:

Who is the busiest? i think it’s evenWho rakes in the highest income? brad because whatever science shit he gets up to makes some bankAre any of your muses unemployed? nahWho takes the most sick days? i think it’s even probably they’re fairly good workersWho is more likely to turn up late to work? neitherWho sucks up to their boss? probably brad i can imagine it and i can also imagine him failing miserablyWhat are their jobs? i imagine janet does something with journalism/writing involved while brad does more sciencey thingsWho stresses the most? janet is just a stressed out person generally soDo your muses enjoy or despise their careers/occupations? they’re generally ok with itAre your muses financially stable? yeah i’d say so

Home:

Who does the washing? janetWho takes out the trash? bradWho does the ironing? brad since he wears more ironed clothesWho does the cooking? both, usually togetherWho is more likely to burn the house down just trying? bradWho is messier? bradWho leaves the toilet roll empty? bradWho leaves their dirty clothes on the floor? bradWho forgets to flush the toilet? neitherWho is the prankster around the house? bradWho loses the car keys when it comes time to go somewhere? probably bradWho mows the lawn? bradWho answers the telephone? whoever’s closest but generally janetWho does the vacuuming? janetWho does the groceries? both of them togetherWho takes the longest to shower? janetWho spends the most time in the bathroom? janet but not much longer

Miscellaneous:

Is money a problem? not reallyHow many cars do they own? just one and they carpoolDo they own their home or do they rent? rentDo they live near the coast or deep in the countryside? usually the countrysideDo they live in the city or in the country? kind of in betweenDo they enjoy their surroundings? yeahWhat’s their song? besides the ones from rhps, these are some good ones x x xWhat do they do when they’re away from each other? Where did they first meet? in classHow did they first meet? probably some silly fluff au where they were lab partnersWho spends the most money when out shopping? they go together most times and brad finds random gag things and they just grab itWho’s more likely to flash their assets? neitherWho finds it amusing when the other trips over? bradAny mental issues? yes but i couldn’t definitively say whatWho’s terrified of bugs? janetWho kills the spiders around the house? bradTheir favourite place? the drive in theaterWho pays the bills? bradDo they have any fears for their future? well they got seduced by an alien so that kinda affects your mindset at least a littleWho’s more likely to surprise the other with a fancy dinner? bradWho uses up all of the hot water? janetWho’s the tallest? brad is probably a solid foot and a half tallerWho’s more likely to just randomly hop into the shower with the other? bradWho wanders around in their underwear? both if they aren’t expecting anyone and if it’s later in the dayWho sings the loudest when singing along to the radio? both of them but like i said brad just has a louder voiceWhat do they tease each other about? Who is more likely to cringe at the other’s fashion sense at times? janet tries to keep her mans in line but Do they have mutual friends? yepWho crushed first? janetAny alcohol or substance related problems? not reallyWho is more likely to stumble home, drunk, at 3am? sometimes bradWho swears the most? brad

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VIXX Hyuk: College!AU

5/6 done! Just one more to go! I hope you enjoy reading the maknae’s one <3

A bead of sweat trickles down your temple as you stare in shock at your laptop’s screen. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” you groan at no one in particular.

Your laptop just decided to crash on you, rendering all your hard work to go down the drain. You were writing a thesis as part of your finals for a subject. Despite fiddling with the buttons and switching the power back on, your laptop just wouldn’t get back up. It was as if you had to start again. Biting your lip to prevent your tears from escaping, you leaned back and sighed.  Whipping your phone out, you dial your best friend, Hongbin’s, number. As soon as he picks up, you tell him of the situation you’ve gotten yourself into. He recommends that you see Sanghyuk, or Hyuk. He wasn’t your classmate in any of your subjects, but you knew of students who talked about him often. They’d always talk about how he was so good with computers and all things technology-related.  You thank Hongbin then hang up.

While walking to the bleachers, you wonder to yourself as to why Hyuk would hang out under the bleachers, but you shrug the curious thought away. You quietly squeeze under the bleachers and realize that it’s actually spacious. You immediately spot Hyuk, casually sitting on the ground and reading a comic book, accompanied with a bag of potato chips. “Hyuk?” you call out, but for some reason, you feel awkward calling his name because you don’t know each other.

Hyuk abruptly looks up and tilts his head, “Hmmmm?”

“I’m y/n from this class…that’s not the point. Hongbin told me that you’re good with computers…”

Hyuk grins and replies, “That’s right. What do you need?”

So, you begin to tell him your unfortunate story, “…sadly, I can’t even get it to turn on.”

Hyuk puts his comic book down and stands up. That’s when you actually see for yourself that he’s really tall and can be quite intimidating. “Let me take a look.”

“Oh, right.” you say, taking your laptop and handing it to him.

He sits back down on the ground and does some complicated things on the laptop, occasionally taking a potato chip from the bag, but after a few minutes, he playfully pouts his lip. “I got it to turn on again, but I don’t think I can do anything about your lost thesis file.” Hyuk’s tone of voice turns playful, and he decides to tease you, “You should have-”

But after seeing you sighing and fighting back the tears of frustration, he decides to stay quiet. “Thank you for trying though.” you force a big smile.

Hyuk puffs up his cheeks and heaves a big sigh as soon as he sees you trying hard to fight back the tears that are building up your eyes. You’ve already thanked him and make your exit, but before you’ve completely left, Hyuk calls out, “Hey!”

You turn around and raise an eyebrow. Hyuk jogs up to you and slightly smiles, taking your laptop from with no permission. “I’ll see what else I can do.” he says.

Not really the type who likes to impose on people, you sheepishly smile, “No, really, it’s fine.”

Hyuk, however, insists and is really assertive, and so you reluctantly agree and thank him once again.

The next day, as you walk out of your classroom at the end of the day, you get a text from an unknown number saying: It’s Hyuk! I got your number from Hongbin~ Can you meet me at the bleachers? I have your laptop!

Your eyes widen in surprise and curiosity, so you hurriedly go the bleachers and meet Hyuk. You see him with a huge grin on his face. “What’s up?” you ask.

Hyuk proudly laughs, “I managed to recover your thesis file!”

You remain speechless, and when Hyuk snaps his fingers in front of your face, you ask, “Really? Is this a prank?”

Hyuk playfully acts like he’s hurt but laughs nonetheless. “It’s not April Fool’s today, y/n.”

He hands you your laptop cheerfully and winks, “Might want to be more careful.”

You laugh, agreeing with him. “Yeah, I know that now. Thank you again.” You tuck your laptop away in your bag and shrug, “I have no motivation to continue my thesis…right now anyway, so wanna go to the ice cream parlor down the street? I’ll treat you as my way of saying thanks!”

“Ok! Yes please!” Hyuk beams like a little child.

You both head to a simple ice cream café and make your orders, but Hyuk ends up paying for the ice cream. “I said it would be my treat.” you pout.

Hyuk sticks his tongue out and smirks, “I’d feel bad if a girl was paying for it.”

“Whatever.” you roll your eyes and playfully hit his arm.

“AH!” Hyuk laughs, “You’re paying next time!”

“No problem with me!” you tease back.

On the way home, you two laugh and make jokes as if you were the best of friends. You two also end up talking about school. “So you’re a computer science major. No wonder why you’re so good with computers.” you grin.

Hyuk chuckles, “It’s nothing, really. No big deal.”

“Sure it is.” you smirk, “I have classmates who always talk about how you’re so cool when you help them with their technological problems.”

Hyuk’s cheeks grow a slight pink in color, but he just laughs it off, “Is that so? I am pretty cool.”

“Way to ruin the moment, Sanghyuk.” you tease.

Hyuk winks, “It’s the truth, y/n.”

Days later, you and Hyuk just click and become such random and fun friends wherein you enjoy all the simple and random moments together; there’s just a lot of laughing and clowning around involved. You two even text each other often and talk on the phone until who knows what time. The topics always vary- from serious life discussions to random “what did you eat for lunch” conversations. In fact, you guys would send each other videos, memes, funny pictures and clips that made you both laugh so hard that your stomach would hurt afterwards.

He was also such a pleasantly random friend. Like that one time you bumped into him in the campus’s quadrangle.

“Oh, hey y/n!” Hyuk grinned as you two approached each other.

You gave him a high-five and chuckled, “Going to class?”

Hyuk nodded, and you noticed the mug in his hand. You peered at the inside and saw cereals in it. “Really, Hyuk? Cereals in a mug?”

“I’m running late.” he laughs.

You sigh and playfully lecture him, “Cereals in a mug today. Ramyeon yesterday. Junk food and other instant and unhealthy meals for the past days. That’s not good for you, Hyuk.”

“Y/n,” Hyuk laughs, “I’m pretty healthy. I’d say I’m doing fine.”

To prove his point, he carefully lifts his shirt, just enough to show a little bit of his abs. “HYUK!” you exclaim while blushing. “What are you thinking?”

You make him cover himself and panic at the many eyes now looking at you two. “You are so random.”

“But you love it.” Hyuk teases.

“You’re such a man-child.”

*******

One day, he texts you, asking if you want to come over to the comic club to hang out, and since you had nothing planned, you agreed. However, when you got there, only Hyuk was there. “Where are the other members?” you ask.

Hyuk answers, “They’re all back in their dorm rooms because that want to rest already, but I wanted to stay and watch a movie or something with you.” A blush creeps up to your cheeks, and you feel nervous because you’re alone with Hyuk, but what could go wrong?

First, you two watched some horror movie that Hyuk really likes, despite you being a total scaredy-cat. To make things worse, Hyuk keeps scaring you and you keep smacking his arm in turn but then he’s not complaining because he finds it funny. When the movie reaches its climax, you’re surprisingly focused on the T.V., until Hyuk pokes your sides while shouting a loud “BAAAA!” just when the creepy girl pops out from a dark place.

You scream, but instead of hitting him, you scurry behind him and hide behind his back. “I hate you.” you mumble as you keep your face hidden.

Hyuk simply chuckles and teases, “You’re so cute, y/n. Being all scared just ‘cause of that?”

“HYUK.” you slap his back softly.

Afterwards, to make it up to you, or more like to calm you down, you and Hyuk read and make fun of the comics lying around and even reenact the scenes/panels that you two find funny. Then, you play video games. You two keep competing to see who’s better and you’d both cheat from time to time just to win or get the advantage, causing the room to be filled with laughter.

During one game, you actually manage to win, after Hyuk’s consecutive wins. “NO WAY.” Hyuk chuckles. “You beat me?”

“Fair and square.” you wink.

Hyuk raises an eyebrow and smirks, “I don’t think so. You probably cheated.”

“You’re just jealous.” you poke your tongue out.

You two playfully argue on who should have won, and in the end, you both end up having a tickle fight. “Let’s see you win now! I know you’re tickling, y/n!” he laughs.

In between your fits of laughter, you manage to say, “THAT’S NOT FAIR! You’re stronger! As if I can tickle you back!”

“Revenge is mine!” Hyuk declares.

Eventually and somehow, in the midst of the tickling, you manage to sit back up and attempt to tackle Hyuk to get your revenge, but because he is taller and stronger, he grabs your wrists and gently wrestles you, however, ending up on top of you. A silence stretches between you two; you just stare at each other for the next few seconds. You were sure Hyuk was blushing and your heart was pounding. After a moment of silence and staring at each other, Hyuk slowly leaned down and kissed you. You were pleasantly surprised because you were expecting a kiss that was probably rough, but it was really gentle.

He pulls away and gets off you, grinning like nothing happened. You chuckle despite your cheeks growing redder. “What’s gotten into you?”

Hyuk replies, “I don’t really know how to say it…so I guess that kiss kind of…explains it?”

You giggle at his cuteness and smile. “Me too, Hyuk.”

You then sit on his lap and as he wraps his arms around you, you grin. “Who wins?”

Hyuk kisses your nose. “Both of us.”

Satisfied with his answer, you both lean forward and kiss again. “You left the T.V. on.” you say, pulling away.

Hyuk smirks, “That can wait.”

“Can you?” you ask, tilting your head.

Smiling, Hyuk just attacks you with kisses, and you didn’t mind at all.