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SCRIPT, Han Taesan, South Korea's newest rising star, gets caught in a scandal involving two older actresses and is instantly labeles as a playboy using connections to climb the ranks. His PR Team needs damage controlโfast. The solution? A sweet, low-profile, long-term girlfriend to fix his image.
๐ ๐ซ๐ณ๐ค๐ฑ๐ญ๐ ๐ณ๐จ๐ต๐ค๐ซ๐ธ,ใ ค Fake dating the nation's most talked-about rookie actor in exchange for your tuition should be easy, right? Except Han Taesan is the worst fake boyfriend ever.
STARRING ACTOR!TAESAN โ FEM!READER
GENRE fakedating slight enemies2lovers fluff
RUNNING TIME 600 ( teaser )
๊ฃเญง NOTES !ใ ค hope you enjoy >< ! kindly send an ask, or comment under this post to be added to the taglist ๐
ใ ค ๐ original soundtrack !
โAh, you must be Seolheeโs niece.โ
You turned to the source of the voice. A woman in a sleek pantsuit and pointed heels smiled at you. She was tall, older, with glossy black hair pulled into a tight ponytail and an air of authority that made you instinctively straighten your back.
โThis way,โ she said. โWeโre heading into the lounge for a quick meeting.โ
You followed without question.
Inside, the lounge was surprisingly quiet. Soundproof walls, a small round table, bottles of water, and untouched snacks arranged neatly on a tray.
Seolhee was already seated, waving you over to sit beside her with a small, reassuring smile.
Taesan walked in a moment laterโnot sparing you a single glance.
โEveryoneโs here?โ asked the woman in heelsโwho you now realized must be the head of PR, judging by the folders she was handing out.
โLetโs keep this short,โ she said briskly once everyone was settled, holding a thin binder in one hand and a highlighter in the other. โThe official story is simple: Taesan is in a relationship with a long-time family friend. You met through Seolhee, reconnected this year, and decided to keep things private until recently.โ
โFamily friend?โ you whispered to Seolhee.
She didnโt miss a beat. โItโs a safer narrative. Minimal suspicion.โ
โOne blurry Dispatch photo will go up next week,โ the PR head continued. โYouโll be seen together often. Weโll start with one candid, one staged, and a joint event appearance.โ
Your eyes flickered to Taesan on instinct. His expression didnโt change. Not a single glance was sent your way.
โNo public fights. No contradictory statements. If asked in interviews, youโre allowed to say, โWe prefer to keep things private,โ or, โWeโre getting to know each other.โ Keep timelines vague.โ
She flipped through the binder quickly, eyes scanning. โThatโs about it,โ she said after a pause. โYouโll hold hands, post stories, and look like youโre in love. Bare minimum.โ
You exhaled through your nose. โMaybe we should start with eye contact first,โ you muttered, teeth gritted.
That got his attention because he finally looked at youโeyebrow raised, corner of his mouth twitching. โIโm not a good actor off set,โ he said, turning back to Seolhee like you hadnโt spoken.
โYou will have to be,โ your aunt snapped. โOr you can say goodbye to the two brand endorsements we just signed last week. And the drama offers.โ
That shut him up.
The PR woman slid two printed sheets across the tableโfake dating contracts. You scanned the paper, unsure whether to laugh or cry. This was real. You were about to lie to the entire nation. For tuition money.
Across from you, Taesan signed the paper without a word.
You hesitated, then signed yours.
The meeting adjourned, and one by one, everyone filed outโleaving only you, Seolhee, and Taesan behind.
He stood up, brushing past you like you were invisible, and nodded politely at your aunt. โIโll see you at the next briefing.โ The door clicked shut behind him.
You turned to Seolhee immediately, watching as she tucked the signed contracts into a file.
โWhat a moron,โ you muttered. โIs he always that incapable of basic human decency?โ
She gave you a tight smile. โHeโs just under a lot of stress.โ
You scoffed, grabbing a water bottle off the table. โRight.โ
You didnโt complain further, but in your head, one thing was already very clear:
If this was how Han Taesan treated the person saving his public image, he wasnโt just stressed. He was a camera-ready, grade-A jerk.
SCRIPT, Han Taesan, South Korea's newest rising star, gets caught in a scandal involving two older actresses and is instantly labeles as a playboy using connections to climb the ranks. His PR Team needs damage controlโfast. The solution? A sweet, low-profile, long-term girlfriend to fix his image.
๐ ๐ซ๐ณ๐ค๐ฑ๐ญ๐ ๐ณ๐จ๐ต๐ค๐ซ๐ธ,ใ ค Fake dating the nation's most talked-about rookie actor in exchange for your tuition should be easy, right? Except Han Taesan is the worst fake boyfriend ever.
STARRING ACTOR!TAESAN โ FEM!READER
GENRE fakedating slight enemies2lovers fluff
RUNNING TIME 600 ( teaser )
๊ฃเญง NOTES !ใ ค hope you enjoy >< ! kindly send an ask, or comment under this post to be added to the taglist ๐
ใ ค ๐ original soundtrack !
โAh, you must be Seolheeโs niece.โ
You turned to the source of the voice. A woman in a sleek pantsuit and pointed heels smiled at you. She was tall, older, with glossy black hair pulled into a tight ponytail and an air of authority that made you instinctively straighten your back.
โThis way,โ she said. โWeโre heading into the lounge for a quick meeting.โ
You followed without question.
Inside, the lounge was surprisingly quiet. Soundproof walls, a small round table, bottles of water, and untouched snacks arranged neatly on a tray.
Seolhee was already seated, waving you over to sit beside her with a small, reassuring smile.
Taesan walked in a moment laterโnot sparing you a single glance.
โEveryoneโs here?โ asked the woman in heelsโwho you now realized must be the head of PR, judging by the folders she was handing out.
โLetโs keep this short,โ she said briskly once everyone was settled, holding a thin binder in one hand and a highlighter in the other. โThe official story is simple: Taesan is in a relationship with a long-time family friend. You met through Seolhee, reconnected this year, and decided to keep things private until recently.โ
โFamily friend?โ you whispered to Seolhee.
She didnโt miss a beat. โItโs a safer narrative. Minimal suspicion.โ
โOne blurry Dispatch photo will go up next week,โ the PR head continued. โYouโll be seen together often. Weโll start with one candid, one staged, and a joint event appearance.โ
Your eyes flickered to Taesan on instinct. His expression didnโt change. Not a single glance was sent your way.
โNo public fights. No contradictory statements. If asked in interviews, youโre allowed to say, โWe prefer to keep things private,โ or, โWeโre getting to know each other.โ Keep timelines vague.โ
She flipped through the binder quickly, eyes scanning. โThatโs about it,โ she said after a pause. โYouโll hold hands, post stories, and look like youโre in love. Bare minimum.โ
You exhaled through your nose. โMaybe we should start with eye contact first,โ you muttered, teeth gritted.
That got his attention because he finally looked at youโeyebrow raised, corner of his mouth twitching. โIโm not a good actor off set,โ he said, turning back to Seolhee like you hadnโt spoken.
โYou will have to be,โ your aunt snapped. โOr you can say goodbye to the two brand endorsements we just signed last week. And the drama offers.โ
That shut him up.
The PR woman slid two printed sheets across the tableโfake dating contracts. You scanned the paper, unsure whether to laugh or cry. This was real. You were about to lie to the entire nation. For tuition money.
Across from you, Taesan signed the paper without a word.
You hesitated, then signed yours.
The meeting adjourned, and one by one, everyone filed outโleaving only you, Seolhee, and Taesan behind.
He stood up, brushing past you like you were invisible, and nodded politely at your aunt. โIโll see you at the next briefing.โ The door clicked shut behind him.
You turned to Seolhee immediately, watching as she tucked the signed contracts into a file.
โWhat a moron,โ you muttered. โIs he always that incapable of basic human decency?โ
She gave you a tight smile. โHeโs just under a lot of stress.โ
You scoffed, grabbing a water bottle off the table. โRight.โ
You didnโt complain further, but in your head, one thing was already very clear:
If this was how Han Taesan treated the person saving his public image, he wasnโt just stressed. He was a camera-ready, grade-A jerk.
SCRIPT, Han Taesan, South Korea's newest rising star, gets caught in a scandal involving two older actresses and is instantly labeles as a playboy using connections to climb the ranks. His PR Team needs damage controlโfast. The solution? A sweet, low-profile, long-term girlfriend to fix his image.
๐ ๐ซ๐ณ๐ค๐ฑ๐ญ๐ ๐ณ๐จ๐ต๐ค๐ซ๐ธ,ใ ค Fake dating the nation's most talked-about rookie actor in exchange for your tuition should be easy, right? Except Han Taesan is the worst fake boyfriend ever.
STARRING ACTOR!TAESAN โ FEM!READER
GENRE fakedating slight enemies2lovers fluff
RUNNING TIME 600 ( teaser )
๊ฃเญง NOTES !ใ ค hope you enjoy >< ! kindly send an ask, or comment under this post to be added to the taglist ๐
ใ ค ๐ original soundtrack !
โAh, you must be Seolheeโs niece.โ
You turned to the source of the voice. A woman in a sleek pantsuit and pointed heels smiled at you. She was tall, older, with glossy black hair pulled into a tight ponytail and an air of authority that made you instinctively straighten your back.
โThis way,โ she said. โWeโre heading into the lounge for a quick meeting.โ
You followed without question.
Inside, the lounge was surprisingly quiet. Soundproof walls, a small round table, bottles of water, and untouched snacks arranged neatly on a tray.
Seolhee was already seated, waving you over to sit beside her with a small, reassuring smile.
Taesan walked in a moment laterโnot sparing you a single glance.
โEveryoneโs here?โ asked the woman in heelsโwho you now realized must be the head of PR, judging by the folders she was handing out.
โLetโs keep this short,โ she said briskly once everyone was settled, holding a thin binder in one hand and a highlighter in the other. โThe official story is simple: Taesan is in a relationship with a long-time family friend. You met through Seolhee, reconnected this year, and decided to keep things private until recently.โ
โFamily friend?โ you whispered to Seolhee.
She didnโt miss a beat. โItโs a safer narrative. Minimal suspicion.โ
โOne blurry Dispatch photo will go up next week,โ the PR head continued. โYouโll be seen together often. Weโll start with one candid, one staged, and a joint event appearance.โ
Your eyes flickered to Taesan on instinct. His expression didnโt change. Not a single glance was sent your way.
โNo public fights. No contradictory statements. If asked in interviews, youโre allowed to say, โWe prefer to keep things private,โ or, โWeโre getting to know each other.โ Keep timelines vague.โ
She flipped through the binder quickly, eyes scanning. โThatโs about it,โ she said after a pause. โYouโll hold hands, post stories, and look like youโre in love. Bare minimum.โ
You exhaled through your nose. โMaybe we should start with eye contact first,โ you muttered, teeth gritted.
That got his attention because he finally looked at youโeyebrow raised, corner of his mouth twitching. โIโm not a good actor off set,โ he said, turning back to Seolhee like you hadnโt spoken.
โYou will have to be,โ your aunt snapped. โOr you can say goodbye to the two brand endorsements we just signed last week. And the drama offers.โ
That shut him up.
The PR woman slid two printed sheets across the tableโfake dating contracts. You scanned the paper, unsure whether to laugh or cry. This was real. You were about to lie to the entire nation. For tuition money.
Across from you, Taesan signed the paper without a word.
You hesitated, then signed yours.
The meeting adjourned, and one by one, everyone filed outโleaving only you, Seolhee, and Taesan behind.
He stood up, brushing past you like you were invisible, and nodded politely at your aunt. โIโll see you at the next briefing.โ The door clicked shut behind him.
You turned to Seolhee immediately, watching as she tucked the signed contracts into a file.
โWhat a moron,โ you muttered. โIs he always that incapable of basic human decency?โ
She gave you a tight smile. โHeโs just under a lot of stress.โ
You scoffed, grabbing a water bottle off the table. โRight.โ
You didnโt complain further, but in your head, one thing was already very clear:
If this was how Han Taesan treated the person saving his public image, he wasnโt just stressed. He was a camera-ready, grade-A jerk.
SCRIPT, Han Taesan, South Korea's newest rising star, gets caught in a scandal involving two older actresses and is instantly labeles as a playboy using connections to climb the ranks. His PR Team needs damage controlโfast. The solution? A sweet, low-profile, long-term girlfriend to fix his image.
๐ ๐ซ๐ณ๐ค๐ฑ๐ญ๐ ๐ณ๐จ๐ต๐ค๐ซ๐ธ,ใ ค Fake dating the nation's most talked-about rookie actor in exchange for your tuition should be easy, right? Except Han Taesan is the worst fake boyfriend ever.
STARRING ACTOR!TAESAN โ FEM!READER
GENRE fakedating slight enemies2lovers fluff
RUNNING TIME 600 ( teaser )
๊ฃเญง NOTES !ใ ค hope you enjoy >< ! kindly send an ask, or comment under this post to be added to the taglist ๐
ใ ค ๐ original soundtrack !
โAh, you must be Seolheeโs niece.โ
You turned to the source of the voice. A woman in a sleek pantsuit and pointed heels smiled at you. She was tall, older, with glossy black hair pulled into a tight ponytail and an air of authority that made you instinctively straighten your back.
โThis way,โ she said. โWeโre heading into the lounge for a quick meeting.โ
You followed without question.
Inside, the lounge was surprisingly quiet. Soundproof walls, a small round table, bottles of water, and untouched snacks arranged neatly on a tray.
Seolhee was already seated, waving you over to sit beside her with a small, reassuring smile.
Taesan walked in a moment laterโnot sparing you a single glance.
โEveryoneโs here?โ asked the woman in heelsโwho you now realized must be the head of PR, judging by the folders she was handing out.
โLetโs keep this short,โ she said briskly once everyone was settled, holding a thin binder in one hand and a highlighter in the other. โThe official story is simple: Taesan is in a relationship with a long-time family friend. You met through Seolhee, reconnected this year, and decided to keep things private until recently.โ
โFamily friend?โ you whispered to Seolhee.
She didnโt miss a beat. โItโs a safer narrative. Minimal suspicion.โ
โOne blurry Dispatch photo will go up next week,โ the PR head continued. โYouโll be seen together often. Weโll start with one candid, one staged, and a joint event appearance.โ
Your eyes flickered to Taesan on instinct. His expression didnโt change. Not a single glance was sent your way.
โNo public fights. No contradictory statements. If asked in interviews, youโre allowed to say, โWe prefer to keep things private,โ or, โWeโre getting to know each other.โ Keep timelines vague.โ
She flipped through the binder quickly, eyes scanning. โThatโs about it,โ she said after a pause. โYouโll hold hands, post stories, and look like youโre in love. Bare minimum.โ
You exhaled through your nose. โMaybe we should start with eye contact first,โ you muttered, teeth gritted.
That got his attention because he finally looked at youโeyebrow raised, corner of his mouth twitching. โIโm not a good actor off set,โ he said, turning back to Seolhee like you hadnโt spoken.
โYou will have to be,โ your aunt snapped. โOr you can say goodbye to the two brand endorsements we just signed last week. And the drama offers.โ
That shut him up.
The PR woman slid two printed sheets across the tableโfake dating contracts. You scanned the paper, unsure whether to laugh or cry. This was real. You were about to lie to the entire nation. For tuition money.
Across from you, Taesan signed the paper without a word.
You hesitated, then signed yours.
The meeting adjourned, and one by one, everyone filed outโleaving only you, Seolhee, and Taesan behind.
He stood up, brushing past you like you were invisible, and nodded politely at your aunt. โIโll see you at the next briefing.โ The door clicked shut behind him.
You turned to Seolhee immediately, watching as she tucked the signed contracts into a file.
โWhat a moron,โ you muttered. โIs he always that incapable of basic human decency?โ
She gave you a tight smile. โHeโs just under a lot of stress.โ
You scoffed, grabbing a water bottle off the table. โRight.โ
You didnโt complain further, but in your head, one thing was already very clear:
If this was how Han Taesan treated the person saving his public image, he wasnโt just stressed. He was a camera-ready, grade-A jerk.
SCRIPT, Han Taesan, South Korea's newest rising star, gets caught in a scandal involving two older actresses and is instantly labeles as a playboy using connections to climb the ranks. His PR Team needs damage controlโfast. The solution? A sweet, low-profile, long-term girlfriend to fix his image.
๐ ๐ซ๐ณ๐ค๐ฑ๐ญ๐ ๐ณ๐จ๐ต๐ค๐ซ๐ธ,ใ ค Fake dating the nation's most talked-about rookie actor in exchange for your tuition should be easy, right? Except Han Taesan is the worst fake boyfriend ever.
STARRING ACTOR!TAESAN โ FEM!READER
GENRE fakedating slight enemies2lovers fluff
RUNNING TIME 600 ( teaser )
๊ฃเญง NOTES !ใ ค hope you enjoy >< ! kindly send an ask, or comment under this post to be added to the taglist ๐
ใ ค ๐ original soundtrack !
โAh, you must be Seolheeโs niece.โ
You turned to the source of the voice. A woman in a sleek pantsuit and pointed heels smiled at you. She was tall, older, with glossy black hair pulled into a tight ponytail and an air of authority that made you instinctively straighten your back.
โThis way,โ she said. โWeโre heading into the lounge for a quick meeting.โ
You followed without question.
Inside, the lounge was surprisingly quiet. Soundproof walls, a small round table, bottles of water, and untouched snacks arranged neatly on a tray.
Seolhee was already seated, waving you over to sit beside her with a small, reassuring smile.
Taesan walked in a moment laterโnot sparing you a single glance.
โEveryoneโs here?โ asked the woman in heelsโwho you now realized must be the head of PR, judging by the folders she was handing out.
โLetโs keep this short,โ she said briskly once everyone was settled, holding a thin binder in one hand and a highlighter in the other. โThe official story is simple: Taesan is in a relationship with a long-time family friend. You met through Seolhee, reconnected this year, and decided to keep things private until recently.โ
โFamily friend?โ you whispered to Seolhee.
She didnโt miss a beat. โItโs a safer narrative. Minimal suspicion.โ
โOne blurry Dispatch photo will go up next week,โ the PR head continued. โYouโll be seen together often. Weโll start with one candid, one staged, and a joint event appearance.โ
Your eyes flickered to Taesan on instinct. His expression didnโt change. Not a single glance was sent your way.
โNo public fights. No contradictory statements. If asked in interviews, youโre allowed to say, โWe prefer to keep things private,โ or, โWeโre getting to know each other.โ Keep timelines vague.โ
She flipped through the binder quickly, eyes scanning. โThatโs about it,โ she said after a pause. โYouโll hold hands, post stories, and look like youโre in love. Bare minimum.โ
You exhaled through your nose. โMaybe we should start with eye contact first,โ you muttered, teeth gritted.
That got his attention because he finally looked at youโeyebrow raised, corner of his mouth twitching. โIโm not a good actor off set,โ he said, turning back to Seolhee like you hadnโt spoken.
โYou will have to be,โ your aunt snapped. โOr you can say goodbye to the two brand endorsements we just signed last week. And the drama offers.โ
That shut him up.
The PR woman slid two printed sheets across the tableโfake dating contracts. You scanned the paper, unsure whether to laugh or cry. This was real. You were about to lie to the entire nation. For tuition money.
Across from you, Taesan signed the paper without a word.
You hesitated, then signed yours.
The meeting adjourned, and one by one, everyone filed outโleaving only you, Seolhee, and Taesan behind.
He stood up, brushing past you like you were invisible, and nodded politely at your aunt. โIโll see you at the next briefing.โ The door clicked shut behind him.
You turned to Seolhee immediately, watching as she tucked the signed contracts into a file.
โWhat a moron,โ you muttered. โIs he always that incapable of basic human decency?โ
She gave you a tight smile. โHeโs just under a lot of stress.โ
You scoffed, grabbing a water bottle off the table. โRight.โ
You didnโt complain further, but in your head, one thing was already very clear:
If this was how Han Taesan treated the person saving his public image, he wasnโt just stressed. He was a camera-ready, grade-A jerk.
๐๐๐๐๐๐ใ ค Han Taesan, South Korea's newest rising star, gets caught in a scandal involving two older actresses and is instantly labeles as a playboy using connections to climb the ranks. His PR Team needs damage controlโfast. The solution? A sweet, low-profile, long-term girlfriend to fix his image.
๐ ๐ซ๐ณ๐ค๐ฑ๐ญ๐ ๐ณ๐จ๐ต๐ค๐ซ๐ธ,ใ ค Fake dating the nation's most talked-about rookie actor in exchange for your tuition should be easy, right? Except Han Taesan is the worst fake boyfriend ever.
sungho is just about to leave your place. slinging his bag over his shoulder, he turns to you, soft smile playing on his lips as he leans in to place a sweet goodbye kiss to your lips.
and you dodge.
he stops for a second, blinking at you like he miscalculated his own movement. then, with an amused chuckle, he leans in again.
and you dodge again.
he pulls away, brows raising slightly in disbelief before furrowing. โoh,โ he murmurs, stepping closer.
you canโt even react before he places his hands on your hips firmly, pushing you back until youโre pressed against the door, one hand cradling the back of your head so that you donโt hurt yourself.
your breath catches as he leans in, gaze flickering to his lips. his lips are on yours immediately, kissing you slow and deep, fingers tightening at your waist as if to keep you from escaping again, as if he was reminding you what you were about to miss out on if youโd dodged one more time.
he pulls away and smirks at the dazed expression on your face. โcute,โ he whispers, winking at you before slipping out the door.
youโre left standing there, completely dumbfounded and breathless.
LEE RIWOO
you dodge riwooโs first kiss, and he just blinks at you with confusion. then he laughs it off, thinking it mightโve just been a coincidence.
but after a few more missed kisses, he places both hands on your shoulders and makes you face him. โalright, whatโs up?โ
you play innocent. โwhat do you mean?โ
riwoo narrows his eyes before suddenly tugging you closer. his hands snake around your waist, keeping you in place, in close proximity with him.
he leans in slowly, lips lingering over yours. you tilt your head instinctively, anticipating the kissโ
and he pulls away.
his hands, which were just all over your body, are now tucked into his pockets as he turns around casually, whistling a tune.
your lips part in shock. โdid you justโโ
he tilts his head cockily, a teasing smirk on his lips. โwhat?โ
you grab his collar, pulling him back in. โyouโโ
he rests his forehead against yours, still smirking. โfeels unfair, huh?โ
โno. you do not get to turn this on me.โ
he just laughs, pecking your nose instead. โpaybackโs fun.โ
MYUNG JAEHYUN
youโve been ignoring jaehyunโs kisses all day. turning your head every time he leans in, making excusesโhis lips landing either on your cheek, shoulder, or somewhere totally random every time he tries to steal a kiss.
at first, he pouts. then he starts laughing, thinking youโre just being playful. by the third time, his smile falters a little, but he doesnโt say anything.
by the end of the day, heโs sitting in a corner, looking down at his hands, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. one look at him and you immediately regret playing the stupid prank on him.
his usual bright eyes are filled with hesitance, and doubt.
โ...do you hate me?โ he asks softly.
your heart drops. โwhat?โ
jaehyun bites his lip. โyouโve been ignoring me all day,โ he whispers. โdid i do something wrong?โ
you feel so bad instantly. โoh, jaehyunโฆโ you step closer, reaching for his hand, but he doesnโt move. you have to tiptoe and press a kiss to his cheek to get him to finally meet your eyes.
โi was just messing with you,โ you explain.
his lips tremble slightly. โit wasnโt funny.โ
you cup his face, pressing multiple kisses on his forehead until the furrow between his brows disappears. you then pull him in a warm hug, โi know, iโm sorry,โ you murmur against his neck.
he melts instantly, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you both down until youโre settled in his lap. โyou owe me cuddles,โ he mumbles, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.
โiโll cuddle you all night,โ you promise.
and you do.
HAN TAESAN
the first time you dodge taesanโs kiss, he lets it slide. maybe you didnโt notice, maybe you moved by accidentโhe doesnโt think much of it.
the second time? he notices.
he doesnโt say anything, just pauses for a fraction of a second before shifting like nothing happened.
oh, so this is how itโs going to be, he thinks.
still, he doesnโt bring it up. heโs patient.
the next day, youโve completely forgotten about your little game. taesan is sitting next to you, one arm lazily draped around the back of the couch, the other scrolling on his phone.
you lean in instinctively, pressing your hand against his jaw to pull him closerโ
and he moves his face, dodging your kiss.
your lips land on empty air, and you freeze, confused. โhuh?โ
when you look at him, heโs staring back at you with a tiny, satisfied smirk.
โsomething wrong?โ he asks, feigning innocence.
you squint at him, mouth agape, realization sinking in. โare youโโ
he looks back at his phone, pretending to be deeply interested in whatever stupid video itโs showing. โhm?โ
you grab his face with both hands, forcing him to look at you. โhan taesan.โ
you glare before leaning in, attacking him with kisses all over his faceโhis nose, cheeks, forehead, jawโeverywhere until heโs a giggling mess in your arms.
โthere,โ you huff, โnow weโre even.โ
taesan shakes his head and tugs you closer again, his voice softer now. โnot yet,โ he mutters before finally kissing your lips properly.
KIM LEEHAN
the first time you dodge leehanโs kiss, he blinks in surprise but stays quiet.
the second time, his brows furrow slightly, and he studies you for a moment before shrugging it off.
by the third time, he catches on.
he doesnโt confront you right away. instead, he watches. observes. the way your eyes flicker mischievously before dodging, the way you try to hold back a smileโitโs a game.
and he lets you think youโre winning.
until later that evening, when youโre both sitting on the floor of his room, snacking and chatting about nothing in particular. he shifts a little closer, brushing his pinky gently against yours, and you donโt think much of it.
until, in one smooth motion, he leans in and kisses the corner of your lips before you can move away.
your breath catches.
before you can react, he tilts his head, trailing soft kisses along your cheeks, jaw, and down your neck. his kisses are slow, teasing, as if heโs savoring every second of the torment inside of you.
โyou canโt avoid me forever,โ he murmurs against your skin, his voice low and amused.
your heart stutters. โleehanโโ
he finally pulls back, resting his head on your shoulder and gazing at you with soft eyes and a knowing smile. โdone playing now?โ
you huff, but your face is burning. โโฆmaybe.โ
leehan chuckles, leaning in againโthis time, you donโt have it in yourself to dodge.
KIM WOONHAK
youโre lying on the bed, scrolling on your phone, when woonhak shifts beside you, leaning in.
you turn your head, still focused on your screen.
a beat of silence.
then he talks about something else, acting like nothing happened. a few minutes later, he leans in again. and you dodge. again.
this time, he stops. blinks, lips slightly parted in shock. then, in one swift motion, he rolls over, pinning you down against the mattress.
you yelp in surprise. โwoonhakโโ
โdodging me?โ he muses, fingers finding your sides. โthatโs crazy.โ
before you can utter another word, he starts tickling you mercilessly. you shriek, squirming, but heโs relentless, laughing as you gasp for air.
โsay you wonโt do it again,โ he demands.
youโre laughing so hard, you can only gasp out, โwoonhak, please stโโ
โsay it.โ
โokay, okay. i wonโtโโ
he finally stops, letting you catch your breath. then, before you can complain, he leans down and presses soft, lingering kisses on your lips.
โyou,โ he murmurs, kissing you again, โare never allowed to do that again.โ
after some thought, i've decided to close this blog. with everything going on in my life right now, i simply don't have the time or energy to write the way i used to.
that said, i will be finishing and sharing the taesan fic. i'm almost done with it, and i'd like to see it through.
thank you to everyone who's read, supported our encouraged me here. i love & cherish you all so much.
this isn't goodbye forever, just for now. hopefully, once things calm down, i'll find my way back to writing โก
sungho is just about to leave your place. slinging his bag over his shoulder, he turns to you, soft smile playing on his lips as he leans in to place a sweet goodbye kiss to your lips.
and you dodge.
he stops for a second, blinking at you like he miscalculated his own movement. then, with an amused chuckle, he leans in again.
and you dodge again.
he pulls away, brows raising slightly in disbelief before furrowing. โoh,โ he murmurs, stepping closer.
you canโt even react before he places his hands on your hips firmly, pushing you back until youโre pressed against the door, one hand cradling the back of your head so that you donโt hurt yourself.
your breath catches as he leans in, gaze flickering to his lips. his lips are on yours immediately, kissing you slow and deep, fingers tightening at your waist as if to keep you from escaping again, as if he was reminding you what you were about to miss out on if youโd dodged one more time.
he pulls away and smirks at the dazed expression on your face. โcute,โ he whispers, winking at you before slipping out the door.
youโre left standing there, completely dumbfounded and breathless.
LEE RIWOO
you dodge riwooโs first kiss, and he just blinks at you with confusion. then he laughs it off, thinking it mightโve just been a coincidence.
but after a few more missed kisses, he places both hands on your shoulders and makes you face him. โalright, whatโs up?โ
you play innocent. โwhat do you mean?โ
riwoo narrows his eyes before suddenly tugging you closer. his hands snake around your waist, keeping you in place, in close proximity with him.
he leans in slowly, lips lingering over yours. you tilt your head instinctively, anticipating the kissโ
and he pulls away.
his hands, which were just all over your body, are now tucked into his pockets as he turns around casually, whistling a tune.
your lips part in shock. โdid you justโโ
he tilts his head cockily, a teasing smirk on his lips. โwhat?โ
you grab his collar, pulling him back in. โyouโโ
he rests his forehead against yours, still smirking. โfeels unfair, huh?โ
โno. you do not get to turn this on me.โ
he just laughs, pecking your nose instead. โpaybackโs fun.โ
MYUNG JAEHYUN
youโve been ignoring jaehyunโs kisses all day. turning your head every time he leans in, making excusesโhis lips landing either on your cheek, shoulder, or somewhere totally random every time he tries to steal a kiss.
at first, he pouts. then he starts laughing, thinking youโre just being playful. by the third time, his smile falters a little, but he doesnโt say anything.
by the end of the day, heโs sitting in a corner, looking down at his hands, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. one look at him and you immediately regret playing the stupid prank on him.
his usual bright eyes are filled with hesitance, and doubt.
โ...do you hate me?โ he asks softly.
your heart drops. โwhat?โ
jaehyun bites his lip. โyouโve been ignoring me all day,โ he whispers. โdid i do something wrong?โ
you feel so bad instantly. โoh, jaehyunโฆโ you step closer, reaching for his hand, but he doesnโt move. you have to tiptoe and press a kiss to his cheek to get him to finally meet your eyes.
โi was just messing with you,โ you explain.
his lips tremble slightly. โit wasnโt funny.โ
you cup his face, pressing multiple kisses on his forehead until the furrow between his brows disappears. you then pull him in a warm hug, โi know, iโm sorry,โ you murmur against his neck.
he melts instantly, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you both down until youโre settled in his lap. โyou owe me cuddles,โ he mumbles, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.
โiโll cuddle you all night,โ you promise.
and you do.
HAN TAESAN
the first time you dodge taesanโs kiss, he lets it slide. maybe you didnโt notice, maybe you moved by accidentโhe doesnโt think much of it.
the second time? he notices.
he doesnโt say anything, just pauses for a fraction of a second before shifting like nothing happened.
oh, so this is how itโs going to be, he thinks.
still, he doesnโt bring it up. heโs patient.
the next day, youโve completely forgotten about your little game. taesan is sitting next to you, one arm lazily draped around the back of the couch, the other scrolling on his phone.
you lean in instinctively, pressing your hand against his jaw to pull him closerโ
and he moves his face, dodging your kiss.
your lips land on empty air, and you freeze, confused. โhuh?โ
when you look at him, heโs staring back at you with a tiny, satisfied smirk.
โsomething wrong?โ he asks, feigning innocence.
you squint at him, mouth agape, realization sinking in. โare youโโ
he looks back at his phone, pretending to be deeply interested in whatever stupid video itโs showing. โhm?โ
you grab his face with both hands, forcing him to look at you. โhan taesan.โ
you glare before leaning in, attacking him with kisses all over his faceโhis nose, cheeks, forehead, jawโeverywhere until heโs a giggling mess in your arms.
โthere,โ you huff, โnow weโre even.โ
taesan shakes his head and tugs you closer again, his voice softer now. โnot yet,โ he mutters before finally kissing your lips properly.
KIM LEEHAN
the first time you dodge leehanโs kiss, he blinks in surprise but stays quiet.
the second time, his brows furrow slightly, and he studies you for a moment before shrugging it off.
by the third time, he catches on.
he doesnโt confront you right away. instead, he watches. observes. the way your eyes flicker mischievously before dodging, the way you try to hold back a smileโitโs a game.
and he lets you think youโre winning.
until later that evening, when youโre both sitting on the floor of his room, snacking and chatting about nothing in particular. he shifts a little closer, brushing his pinky gently against yours, and you donโt think much of it.
until, in one smooth motion, he leans in and kisses the corner of your lips before you can move away.
your breath catches.
before you can react, he tilts his head, trailing soft kisses along your cheeks, jaw, and down your neck. his kisses are slow, teasing, as if heโs savoring every second of the torment inside of you.
โyou canโt avoid me forever,โ he murmurs against your skin, his voice low and amused.
your heart stutters. โleehanโโ
he finally pulls back, resting his head on your shoulder and gazing at you with soft eyes and a knowing smile. โdone playing now?โ
you huff, but your face is burning. โโฆmaybe.โ
leehan chuckles, leaning in againโthis time, you donโt have it in yourself to dodge.
KIM WOONHAK
youโre lying on the bed, scrolling on your phone, when woonhak shifts beside you, leaning in.
you turn your head, still focused on your screen.
a beat of silence.
then he talks about something else, acting like nothing happened. a few minutes later, he leans in again. and you dodge. again.
this time, he stops. blinks, lips slightly parted in shock. then, in one swift motion, he rolls over, pinning you down against the mattress.
you yelp in surprise. โwoonhakโโ
โdodging me?โ he muses, fingers finding your sides. โthatโs crazy.โ
before you can utter another word, he starts tickling you mercilessly. you shriek, squirming, but heโs relentless, laughing as you gasp for air.
โsay you wonโt do it again,โ he demands.
youโre laughing so hard, you can only gasp out, โwoonhak, please stโโ
โsay it.โ
โokay, okay. i wonโtโโ
he finally stops, letting you catch your breath. then, before you can complain, he leans down and presses soft, lingering kisses on your lips.
โyou,โ he murmurs, kissing you again, โare never allowed to do that again.โ
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