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[chwesolai]

cafe girl, grocery boy | ch. 12

runaway [masterlist]  word count: 1.2k

Think I fly when I'm with you.

CHAPTER SONG:  Runaway (U & I) by Galantis

A/N: what a revival like 6 years later LOL, i want to get my creativity up and start writing again so please enjoy the world of y/n and cheol

- y/n -

I couldn’t believe what was happening to me. I was out with a boy.

A boy who was the son of my family’s rival. The arch-nemesis of Yoon Jeonghan. A boy I was not supposed to like.

And yet—here I was.

A boy who actually cared. A boy who didn’t complain when the cold seeped through his clothes while I wore his jacket, still warm from him.

It scared me how easy this felt. How natural. Like something I’d been missing without ever realizing it.

Choi Seungcheol—who are you?

“Tell me why you’re so good to me?” I asked, my voice quieter than I meant it to be.

“What?”

“Nobody’s ever gone out of their way like this for me,” I admitted. “You took me to places I’d never even heard of. And you gave me your jacket even though I know you’re freezing.”

I braced myself for a joke. A deflection. Something to keep things light.

Instead—

“Well,” he said softly, “a girl has never made me feel the way you do.”

My heart stuttered.

“And that is?”

“It feels like I’m in high school again,” he continued, eyes locked on mine. “Chasing the girl of my dreams. And she’s right there. I just need to convince her.”

Convince me? God. He already had.

“Then convince me.”

The words slipped out before fear could stop them. Before I could remind myself who he was. Who his family was. Who mine was.

He smiled, like he couldn’t quite believe his luck. “Ms. y/n. Ms. grocery girl. Would you like to see me again for another date?”

My chest felt tight.

Of course I fucking do. Of course I want more. Of course this is going to end terribly.

“Yes,” I said anyway.

He laughed, relief written all over his face. “I’m glad you feel the same way.”

“Oh my god,” I groaned, pulling his jacket over my face like it could hide the way my heart was racing. “I really said that out loud. Please block that out of your brain.”

“No, I fucking won’t,” he laughed—warm and genuine and unfairly adorable. “Anywhere else you want to go?”

I peeked out from the jacket, watching him. Memorizing the way he smiled. The way he looked at me like I was something fragile and precious.

“Hmmm… let’s put that singing talent to use. It’s getting cold, though. I could grab my karaoke machine from my place, then we can swing back to yours?”

“Are you inviting yourself over, Ms. y/n?” he smirked.

I punched his arm. “Ew. You perv.”

“I’m kiddinggg,” he laughed. “I’d love to. And maybe we can convince Jihoon to sing.”

“Ooo, interesting. So you’re down?”

“Yes. Also, let me text Ji in case he’s hungry.”

As we walked back to my car, I wondered when this started feeling like something I didn’t want to end.

- Seungcheol -

I watched her while she drove—hands steady on the wheel, humming softly to herself like she didn’t realize how it made my chest ache.

To Roomie: hey y/n and i are coming back, you hungry? From Roomie: yes starving To Roomie: corndogs? From Roomie: YES YES YES YES (one cheese one half & half pls) ALSO A COLA To Roomie: you think i don’t know your order? idiot From Roomie: TY CHEOLLIE To Roomie: yw also ihy

“Can we pick up corndogs for Ji?” I asked, mostly just so I’d have an excuse to keep talking to her.

She was humming along to a Rex Orange County song, eyes focused on the road. God. She had no idea what she was doing to me.

“Didn’t know your English was so good,” I said.

She laughed. “I didn’t know you were listening. I studied abroad with Shua in the U.S. for a year in high school. Being best friends with him, I just picked it up.”

I listened, quietly jealous of a version of her I hadn’t known back then.

“That’s really cool,” I said. “I wish my parents let me study abroad. Ever since I turned down taking over, they kind of stopped backing me.”

I didn’t mean to admit that. But something about her made it easy to be honest.

“Aw,” she said softly.

“It’s fine. Big CEO heads, right?”

She scoffed. “My mom’s a psychopath. She married into the business. My dad and I barely survive her.”

I laughed, but there was comfort in knowing she understood.

When she talked about her parents, about being denied something she wanted, I saw pieces of myself in her. Maybe that was why this felt dangerous—because it felt familiar.

“They didn’t let you be an idol?” I asked.

“No,” she shrugged. “But honestly? I’m glad. Look at me now. Self-employed. With my best friend. And I met a really cute guy along the way.”

My ears burned.

“Oh, stop it,” I muttered, turning away before she could see how badly I wanted that to be true.

“And here we are,” she said, parking. “Welcome to casa de y/n.”

“Casa?”

“Home in Spanish. Come on, Cheol—I know you know Spanish.”

“Y/n, I barely know English, and I’ve been learning it for seven years.”

She just laughed as she got out of the car. “Want to come in so you don’t freeze?”

“Sure.”

We walked up a flight of stairs, and y/n unlocked the door to the most beautiful studio apartment I’d ever seen.

“Holy shit.”

“What?!” she gasped. “Is something wrong?”

“No—no. Your place. It’s fucking amazing.”

“Not to brag,” she grinned, “but this place was way underpriced. The landlord didn’t know about the view—or that I could get better windows installed. So… yeah. It’s home.”

She paused. “Also, I want you to meet someone. Coco-ah! Coco!”

As I wandered through the space, a tiny fluffball came barreling toward me, barking.

“Hey! Stop that! Coco!” the dog whined and immediately sat. “Cheol, meet Coco. Coco, meet Cheol.”

She showed me a gesture, and Coco sniffed my hand before placing his paw in mine.

“He’s adorable.”

“He’s my baby,” she said proudly. “He was our family dog, but when my siblings and I tried to see who he’d choose to live with, he picked me every single time. So here he is. Shua dogsits sometimes.”

“Ji keeps whining about getting a dog,” I said. “Maybe Coco can have a friend soon.”

“That would be adorable,” she giggled.

When the dog placed his paw in my hand, something settled in my chest.

This wasn’t just a crush. This wasn’t just a date.

This was the kind of thing you fall into without realizing—until it’s too late.

From Roomie: SOS come home now From Roomie: im not fucking with you they got your car

And the facade falls. There's only two options I have right now—

"Ok! All packed and— What happened?" She read my expression too well, "What's wrong Cheol?"

"It-it's Ji. He just texted me that someone got my car? and that I need to come home ASAP," my voice holding back from trembling in front of y/n, "I don't mean to cut this night off short but I think—"

"Don't apologize. We have a faint idea of what we're both dealing with, so, I know what stakes we're looking at," She rested her hand on my cheek, the warmth immediately comforting me, "I'm not going anywhere, silly."

I take her hand and kiss it softly, "I wish we could just run away."

"Now, we can't do that without your car." She smirks at me, "Let's go mister. Jihoon is going to throw a fit if he has to go out in the cold."

[gil-estel]

literally all I could think about while shane and yuna were having their Moment

[irreparableteacup]

i only like enemies to lovers if it’s gay because i think men who are mean to women don’t deserve to live

[chwesolai]

cafe girl, grocery boy | character backstories

[masterlist]

+MAIN CHARACTERS:

Y/n Y/l (22y/o she/her): 

A fourth-year student at Pledis University, majoring in Business, Y/n Y/l is the youngest daughter of the influential Y/l family—and fourth in line to inherit Rook Entertainment. Raised in privilege but suffocated by expectation, she once dreamed of becoming an idol, a future her parents shut down without hesitation. Taking up a business major was never about ambition—it was a compromise. Four years of compliance in exchange for freedom.

She has two older sisters and one older brother, and unlike them, Y/n learned early how to push back. Watching her siblings’ mistakes taught her how to survive her parents without breaking. When they threatened to control her life the same way they controlled theirs, Y/n drew a hard line: she would earn her own money, get her own apartment, and live on her own terms. In return, her parents agreed to continue paying for her tuition and car—nothing else.

Her café job was both rebellion and independence, made easier by the fact that her lifelong best friend, Joshua Hong, happened to be the assistant manager. (But that’s another story.)

Y/n is headstrong, emotionally guarded, and painfully self-aware. She knows what power looks like—and she knows how dangerous it can be when wielded by the wrong people.

Choi Seungcheol (22y/o)

A fourth-year at Pledis University, Seungcheol majors in Korean Literature with a minor in Economics—a combination that surprises most people who know his family name. The youngest son of the Choi family, he was once the assumed successor to Choi Industries, a role he never truly wanted.

Unlike his older brother, Seungcheol was dependable. Obedient. Responsible. His parents trusted him completely—and favored him because of it. He knew it, too. For a long time, he played the part expected of him, speaking up only when something felt deeply wrong.

Until one day, he snapped.

The pressure of expectation, the weight of responsibility, and the life already written for him became unbearable. Seungcheol didn’t want power—he wanted choice. And for the first time, he chose himself.

Quietly warm, emotionally earnest, and far more observant than he lets on, Seungcheol is someone who loves deeply and protects fiercely once he lets someone in.

Yoon Jeonghan (22y/o)

A fourth-year at Pledis University and the son of Y/n’s parents’ business partner, Yoon Jeonghan is intelligent, privileged, and dangerously self-assured. He moves through the world like it already belongs to him—and in many ways, it does.

Jeonghan thrives on provocation. His presence is loud, deliberate, and intrusive, whether it’s revving up his motorcycle on campus or inserting himself uninvited into conversations. He masks cruelty with charm, delivering cutting remarks under the guise of humor and familiarity. He knows exactly how to push buttons—and enjoys doing so, especially when it unsettles people he considers beneath him.

As a member of an elite, toxic fraternity, Jeonghan embodies everything it stands for: entitlement, elitism, and dominance disguised as tradition. He treats others as disposable, mocks those who leave his sphere of influence, and views empathy as weakness. His parting insults aren’t impulsive—they’re calculated, meant to linger.

Academically, Jeonghan is brilliant, particularly in economics, but his intelligence is paired with arrogance rather than discipline. He knows he’ll land on his feet no matter what, and that certainty makes him reckless.

Jeonghan doesn’t handle rejection well.

+SUPPORTING CAST:

works in the cafe: mingyu, joshua, vernon, seungkwan and chan

works at the boba shop: woozi, minghao, and hoshi

the rich boys: jun seokmin jeonghan

y/n’s study group: y/n jeonghan seokmin mark jaehyun yves jihyo and irene

the evil exes: yves and hoshi

frat boys besides the rich boys: jaebeom, mark tuan, wonho, juyeon, jaehyun and yugyeom

[chwesolai]

Cafe Girl, Grocery Boy Masterlist

Characters: Seungcheol x female reader x Jeonghan

Genre: college!svt (non-idol!svt)

Summary: You guys always bumped into each while at your respected jobs. You’re both just trying to make some money while still in school and there you guys were. He was the grocery boy and you were the cafe girl. Everyone saw this coming except from you two.

[ongoing series!] send me an ask to be added to the taglist!

-- updates every tuesday + thursday + saturday (times pending on felicia’s work schedule 😅)

prologue ch 1 | how we met ch 2 | (forced) interactions ch 3 | “surprise me” ch 4 | normalcy ch 5 | oh hello. ch 6 | explain ch 7 | why did it have to me? ch 8 | sweet n’ sour ch 9 | falling for u ch 10 | pick me ch 11 | oopsy ch 12 | runaway ch 13 | “again and again”

ch 14

ch 15

ch 16

ch 17

ch 18

ch 19

ch 20 epilogue

[chwesolai]

finally finishing this? maybe?

[shyjusticewarrior]

Ilya "I don't know english enough for this conversation" Rozanov and Shane "I'm too autistic for this subtext" Hollander

[hrgifs]

ilya 'needy top' rozanov

[ickie]

[1617]

sleeping doesn’t help this type of tired anymore

[kotaroist]

i hope the bisexual reading this has a nice day

[estebun]

So I just got this message literally few minutes ago

And if YOU get this message in the future DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE CLINK ON THE LINK I FUCKING SWEAR TO GOD I WILL CUT YOUR HANDS OFF

A warning to all of my followers there no such a thing as @exposingthoselosers I just thought any form of information is good and can protect my followers from getting their phone or any other devices hacked if you’re connect to the wifi they might hack all of the devices connected.

DO NOT FUCKING CLICK ON ANU LINK YOU GET NOT EVEN FROM UR FRIENDS ON TUMBLR BECAUSE THEY COULD GET HACKED 👀

Pls share this awareness ⚠

[izzyfandoms]

Also blogs get hacked or something and send these without the blog owner’s consent. I got this message and then afterwards the person who sent it to me said they didn’t send that.

[angelcatsiel]

got a message from a mutual today similar to this and they later messaged me to say it wasn’t them so yeah be careful

[djpaige13paige]

Basically if you get this message, don’t click on it, instead tell the person that you received that message. That way they know that they were hacked.

If I ever send you any message, especially if it has a link, message me back about the message before you click on the link. I will understand because things like this^^ can happen.

[liviastudiespsych]

Guuuuys. I’ve received this

I’ve checked with the person running the account and it was a virus. Sooo… Be careful

[a-shakespearean-in-paris]

I just got a message like this and thought it sounded familiar. Be careful everyone!

[hazel2468]

Yeah hey followers I do NOT go around randomly sending links, so if you get something like this from me, let me know because I did NOT send it.

[shallowspocketdimension]

This sounds so similar to this other thing when people send you a link to a cursed eurovision fanfic but it turns out to be a virus.

Please stay safe darlings!

[thatlesbiancrow]

yeah i don’t send links without context.

[libraryfag]

@thehugwizard

@one-time-i-dreamt

PLEASE BOOST

[thehugwizard]

BOOST!!!!!!!!!!!!

[ssaisstopsexualassaultinsch-blog]

Consent Education.

[the-psychlife]

THIS IS IMPORTANT.

[unedited-spoonie]

And please note that there are no specific pronouns. Consent is ALWAYS required from ALL individuals, regardless of gender, sex, relationship, et cetera.

[babypinkb1tch]

Idc if this doesnt match my theme

[pink-nympho]

Consent is so important to know about!!

[flipface4]

I know I avoid any sexual content on this blog but this is insanely important.

[asexualautistic]

This post is important and the pillow comment is funny

[ajleanon5]

CONSENT!!!!!!

[hisbabybluebunny-deactivated202]

Being in a relationship is also not automatic consent. You are not being a bad partner for saying no.

[yoonguurt]

Not hearing a yes is not consent. Just because someone didn’t say no doesn’t mean they consented.

[kwanisms]

If you hear a yes, that’s consent. If you don’t hear anything, that’s NOT consent.

Also important to remember, someone can revoke their consent at any given point and that is their right.

[sjdsjkdlskdas-deactivated202012]

i am going to sound ssssooooooo mean. but. i legit do not care if it wasn’t that couple’s intention to start a wildfire. like...no kidding. i never thought it was. who would intentionally set california on fire for a gender reveal??? they still deserve to be ridiculed as much as they are. sorry

[sjdsjkdlskdas-deactivated202012]

as a californian, we know when wildfire season is. we watch it every year. we know what point in the summer is most dangerous for things like bonfires or outdoor barbecues or fireworks. how self-centered do you have to be to set off explosives in the middle of a dry field, in the middle of california, in the middle of august? in the middle of a PANDEMIC? for a GENDER REVEAL! i’m fucking livid

[chwesolai]

cafe girl, grocery boy | ch. 11

oopsy

[masterlist] 

I knew this was too good to be true.

CHAPTER SONG: Oopsy by Weki Meki

A/N: this WILL be a long one because of my lack of updates and all this slow  burn here’s where our trouble begins, so STRAP IN

- Seungcheol -

Oh shit. Y/n and I walk into the shop, greeted by a familiar face I know all too well. I forget she worked here with them.

“OH MY GOD Y/N!” Yves knows her?

“YVES! OH MY GOD! You work here??”

“Omg, my parents forced me to get a job to pay off my credit debt, so, here I am, serving boba in the coolest place in Seoul,” Yves smiles and she talks to y/n, completely ignoring my existence, “Oh! Seungcheol! Hi!”

“Hey Yves.”

Y/n turns and looks at me, shocked, “You know Yves too?” The sound of it was similar to when she found out I knew Jeonghan, almost disappointed, please don’t connect the dots. I don’t associate with them anymore.

“Oh honey, we KNOW each other for sure. We dated.” Alright, fuck you ms Ha SooYoung. “I broke things off but we’re cool, right, Coups? Anyways, what are you doing together? Another study group y/n?”

She can’t just talk to y/n that way. This can’t be happening right now, where’s Jihoon? Where’s hao? They’re supposed to be working right now. Not her shitting on y/n right now. 

“Oh! Actually, we’re on a date right now!” The slightest bit of poison was leaving y/n’s tongue as she said that. Y/n does not give a shit, oh my god, thank you.

“O-oh!” Yves laughs in her face, “Wellll! You guys have fun! I’ll let Minghao help you guys out, I’m actually heading out!” Yves nervously laughs as she turns to the back of the shop.

“She’s in my study group for economics, I know she can be like that,” Y/n turns to me, grabbing onto my arm, “Hey? Are you ok?”

“Yeah, yeah. That was just not expected,” I huff a sigh-laugh as I look into her concerned eyes, “It’s ok, y/n, really.

“Aw, Cheol,” She wraps her arm around mine and continues to look at the menu. She really is this perfect. I would’ve shut down if Yves approached me like that but she already knows how she is. That could’ve ended terribly, she can never find out about that I was associated with that frat, she just can’t, that’s not who I am anymore.

“CHEOLLIE!!!” Sometimes I really do hate my friends.

“Hi, Hao,” I look at him, shooting lasers into his brain, “This is y/n.”

“Ahhhh ms. cafe girl! Nice to meet you, I’m Minghao and welcome to my little shop, welcome to the palace where you can sit in a throne 24/7.” Minghao smiles wide as he does his usual gist of the shope for y/n as she giggles at his ridiculousness, “So are we ready to order?”

Y/n looks at me and I nod at her, “Yeah we are! Could I get a brown sugar milk with almond milk and honey boba please?”

“You got it, Ms. y/n and a classic milk tea for you Cheol?”

“You already know.”

“Alrighty buds, that’ll be on the house, as it is ms. y/n’s first visit to the palace and it should be right out for you guys!”

“Aww thank you so much,” y/n smiles at hao as he walks away to go start the drinks and she turns to her bag and tips $10 for him.

“You really are perfect, aren’t you?” I look at her in awe.

She hits my arm once again and begins to walk to one of the window tables, “Oh please. The guy built this place from the ground up I have mad respect for him. The cafe was a partnership with me and Joshua and my parent’s loan. Minghao must went through so much to put this all up.” I just nod as she continues to tell me about how her and Joshua were barely sophomores in college running a coffee shop with only three people, them and their friend, Mingyu.

She has so much ambition. She’s made for the business world, yet, when it comes to her family, she could care less. Sounds like someone else I know. I was too caught up in her story until she stopped and kept whispering, “No. It can’t be him. Not now.”

Her eyes focused out the window, stopping mid-sentence as a loud voice booms in the shop, “GOOOOD EVENING PALACEEEEEE!” Hoshi? Why is she afraid of Hosh? Wait. 

“Hyung, if you always come into work, screaming, I’m going to fire you,” Minghao rolls his eyes at Hoshi as he finishes up our drinks, “Look you’re scaring our guests.”

Hoshi looks over in our direction and sees me, a smile beaming, “Oh my god! HYUNG!! HI!!!”

I smile back at him, waving as I watch Hao push Hosh into back of the house and Jihoon walks out, finally where tf has he been?

“For Seungcheollie!” Oh my god I hate him, that stifles a laugh out of y/n, ok she’s warming up again.

“We’re taking it to-go, Ji.”

“No worries, sorry about Soon, he does that.”

I just smile at him, “Its ok really, I’ll see you back at home, tell Hao we said bye.”

“You got it. Oh! Wait! Have you...”

“Yes.”

“WAIT REALLY ALREADY THAT WAS A JOKE BUT DAMN KID”

“Goodbye Jihoon.” I scoff at him, smirking, “Come on, y/n, let’s go for a walk.”

She just nods as she takes my hand and grabs her drink with the other.

It’s cold. The breeze rushes through as cars roll by, she’s shivering idiot help her, we stop for a second as I let go of her hand and go to take off my jacket and wrap it around her. A small “Thank you,” comes out of her mouth after a long while of silence.

“Want to talk about it?”

“About Soonyoung?”

I’ve only ever heard Jeonghan call Hosh ‘Soonyoung’. “Looked like it really shook you up, seeing him. It’s ok if you’re not comfortable.”

“He’s an ex. We dated in high school and then found out we were going to the same school and then I became a sweetheart for his and Jeonghan’s frat.”

Wait. She was “Red”? No. It can’t be. “A sweetheart? I would’ve never-”

“Yeah. I know. I hated every minute of it. These guys would call me Red and basically use me to find girls to set them up with. And long story short, Soonyoung and I dated for nearly 6 years. We broke up our sophomore year of college. The frat changed him.” I’m so sorry for what they did to you, “It was just traumatic. Too much peer pressure and caused too much trouble. Too much-”

“We can stop talking about it, y/n. Breathe, come one let’s sit here.” We walked as far to the dimly lit park by the riverside and sit at a bench, facing the river, “Yves was a blind date gone wrong.”

“Cheol, you don’t have to-”

“You opened up to me, so, I want to open up too,” I look over at her and she nods, letting me continue, “It was just I was with a bad group of friends at the time and Yves convinced me I needed to be with her to survive. I needed her to get to the top. But I never cared about getting up top. I never cared about the publicity. She made me feel like shit constantly, leading to me dumping her.”

“Yves is quite a character.”

“So is Hoshi.”

She just laughs, “You know who gave him that nickname?”

“No..”

“Yep. That’s why I never call him that, yet, everyone and their mothers call him that.”

She just laughs as she takes another sip of her drink, “holy shit this is good.”

“It’s Hao’s parents’ specialty. He learned all they knew about tea, coffee and all that.” I just smile at her child-like wonder at this cup of milk tea.

“It’s amazing, we have to go back again.” Again, huh? I turn to her and smirk, “So there will be a next time?”

“Mhm, when you put it that way, no.”

“y/n! I’m serious!!” She just laughs again, please keep laughing it’s so cute, “So, tonight was-?”

“Tonight was unexpected. But being with you is something I want all the time.”

I wrap my arm around her, moving us closer together on the bench, “I want to be you all the time too.” Our eyes met, as the lights in the park begin to flicker on, twinkling.

“May I?” I caress y/n’s cheek as she giggles again, mumbling something along the lines of you’re a dork as I pull her in for a kiss. Heat rushing to my cheeks as she leans into the kiss, it was almost like music began playing, wait there is music playing. Y/n pulls away and looks into my eyes and simply says, “Dance with me.”

The music came from some street performers, a woman singing and a man playing guitar. What romance movie am I in right now? She wraps her arms around my neck and we sway to the sound of Dancing In The Moonlight. We stay like this for a good minute until I feel her shiver once again, “let’s get you home, ok?” She nods and I offer my hand to her but she comes and wraps around my arm. God really has given me the cutest girl alive..

- Jeonghan -

“Han, stop.” Seokmin rips the new glass of beer out of my hand, “This is out of control, please dude.”

“What can I do now? They’re in love, they just kissed on THEIR FIRST DATE. Y/n can’t even give me the time of day. She can’t see as anything else. It’s POINTLESS!”

My yelling begins to draw attention from other guests in the restaurant and Seokmin turns over and goes and apologizes, “Aw shit. What is she doing here?”

“Who?”I turn and look and it’s Miss Devil’s Advocate herself, “What do you want, SooYoung.”

“Oh don’t give me that Yoon. Have you seen who’s with our precious little y/n?” Yves shoves herself into the booth next to me.

“Can’t you tell that I know?” Waving at my numerous beer glasses, “I’m doing just dandy Yves.”

“This is sad. You aren’t Yoon Jeonghan anymore.” That’s it.

“Maybe I don’t want to be that Yoon Jeonghan anymore, SooYoung. The girl I’ve been in love with for who knows how long just went on a date with my biggest enemy on campus and he’s gotten farther than I have ever gotten. And of course, it’s fucking Choi Seungcheol.”

Yves just laughs, shut the fuck up bitch, “Anyways, Ms. y/n is in for it.”

“Don’t fucking touch her.” I stand up in the middle of the restaurant, and then slowly sitting back down, “You know y/n is off limits.”

“But Red isn’t.”

How dare she bring that up. Not that. “Let’s go, Kyeom. Have fun with the check, Yves.” I tilt my head at Seokmin and we get up and leave.

Seokmin puts his hand on my shoulder, “I’m proud of you.”

“We need to figure out what that bitch is up to.”

“And out the window, there goes Jeonghan 2.0.”

[chwesolai]

cafe girl, grocery boy | ch.10

pick me

[masterlist]

He didn’t mean to see them. But it sure looks like he did. “I’m sorry.” That’s all he muttered. She was shocked, so were both guys. “Did he just?” “Apologize?” “Let’s get out of here before the world cracks.” She hits his arm as they both start to laugh He saw it all.

CHAPTER SONG: 1 of 1 by SHINEE

TW: mentions of self-deprecating jokes/self-hatred

Earlier~

- Jeonghan -

Seokmin’s shift ended and I was still just glum sitting in a booth, looking out the window as the sun sets.

“Why are you still here, Yoon?”

“Being a customer of your cafe, Joshua Hong. Don’t get your panties in a twist and another hot chocolate please.” Joshua rolls his eyes as he walks to another table.

“You know they know it was you right?” Seokmin sits down as he places a mug and a glass for himself on the table.

“Know what?”

“Y/n’s parents apparently came in earlier throwing a hissy fit.” Aw shit.

“That was fast.” 

“God, I hate you some times. We just agreed you’re changing!”

“I know! It’s just- Business really is no joke in our families.”

“That’s why she literally hates your guts, you know EXACTLY how y/n feels about all this business stuff being stuffed down her throat.” I hate when he’s right.

“I know,” I sigh just hitting my head, “I hate myself.”

“Alright,” Seokmin takes my hands off my head, “That’s not what we’ll do. Just re-evaluate. Think how you can do this personally with y/n, even though she hates your guts and so does Seungcheol, but what the point is that show her that family business doesn’t control you like how it used to.”

“I fucking hate when you actually make sense.”

“Communications major, buddy. I know what’s up, come on. I’ll treat you to chicken.”

“Fine. Oh wait- I took my bike.”

“That’s fine I actually drove today.”

“Finally using that amazing car for once. Ok, let’s go.”

-

-Seungcheol-

We both heard a cough as we broke eye contact, y/n’s voice became so cold, it stung,  “Yoon Jeonghan I have nothing-”

“I’m sorry.” Did he just? Jeonghan nods at me with a sad smile and meets someone inside the restaurant we were just eating at.

Y/n looks back at me, “Did he just?” 

“Apologize?” She nods and mumbles something under her breath yet still staying silent.

“Let’s get out of here before the world cracks.” She hits my arm as we both start to laugh, “come on there’s a 24/7 boba shop down the street.”

“Let’s go.” She takes my hand again and begins to walk us to her car.

“Wait y/n.” 

“What? You just said-” She begins to giggle until she looks back at me,”Hey? What’s up?”

“We kind of got interrupted back there.”

Her cheeks began to turn into little cherries and my cheeks felt like someone was roasting them over a fire, “O-o-oh?”

“If you didn’t want to, I totally understand it’s probably too-” She wraps her arms around my neck and crashes our lips together, and I kissed her back. So, this is what it feels like. Now I can stop feeling like a creep for staring at her lips all during dinner.

- you-

Holy shit this is happening. Is he wearing cherry lip balm or am I hallucinating? This is amazing. Please never stop. Ok but I can’t breathe, just do it.

“Wow.” I pull back and look into his eyes, he is gorgeous, I just smile at him.

“You’re so goofy, come on.” His cheeks becoming red again, that’s too cute still, then he kisses my cheek and walks us to my car, “I can see you.”

Seungcheol catches me tries to calm my out of control blushing with the back of my left hand, “I don’t want to hear it!” I huff as I let go of his hand and get into the driver’s seat, to then hearing his muffled laugh from outside the car.

“Just tell me where to go, ya?”

“Yes miss y/n.” He laughs as I side-eye him, “just go straight and I’ll tell you went to turn left.”

“Ok you’re the gps.”

Cheol reaches over and turns up the song playing on my stereo: 1of1 by SHINEE. I begin to hear Cheol hum the song and a smile just creeps onto my face as I begin to sing: 

“neon ‘1 of 1’ girl o-jik ka-na teul-li-meop-si na-ui da-bin neo” Cheol turns to me with the biggest smile as he proceeds to sing the rest of the chorus, he is too perfect.

I roll down the top of my car and Cheol sticks his arms up, proudly singing along to this kpop song as I laugh at him, “Hey! Mr. GPS!”

“Oh!! Turn left! Turn left!”

“Jesus ok,” I laugh and shake my head at him, “this place on the left? Pearls Palace?”

“Mhm,” He nods as the song fades out. I park my car next to the sidewalk and we both head inside.

- Jeonghan -

I didn’t mean to see you. Not with him. I hate myself. I didn’t mean to see them. But it sure looks like I did. 

“I’m sorry.” That’s all I could muttered. I began to walk away, still being able to hear both of them clearly.

She was shocked, so were both me and Seungcheol. 

“Did he just?” 

“Apologize?” 

“Let’s get out of here before the world cracks.” She hits his arm as they both start to laugh.

The two started to walk towards y/n’s car as I turned around to go see Seokmin but then, I turned around.

I saw it all.

Why did I turn around?

That should be me.

[hopekidoki]

his cheekies ♡

[scoupsy-remade]

24H