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[tzyuki]

— (07.16.23) LOVE 2 HATE ME

IN WHICH ✶ Y/n and Gunwook have a secret thing for each other. Except the two are extremely embarrassed to be seen with one another. Gunwook being the soccer star player, class president, student council vice president, and having awesome grades it was almost impossible for her to not see him as a competitor. They didn’t wanna ruin their reputations, how stubborn could they be?

genre 𓏸 ͘ ࣭⸰ park gunwook x f!reader, academic rivals, fluff, lowk a slowburn

warnings 𓏸 ͘ ࣭⸰ swearing, kms jokes, gunwook has his driver license fr fr, theres like an insane amount of usage of the words “scoffed” and “shrugged”. unwanted touch.

release date 𓏸 ͘ ࣭⸰ 07.16.23

word count 𓏸 ͘ ࣭⸰ 19.6k

perm taglist (open) 𓏸 ͘ ࣭⸰ @jinkyu @jangwonie @cwsana @luvyrin @amara-mars @ineedaherosavemeenow @mintydayeon @love-4-keum @kpopx-xlover @abdiitcryy @beepjeongie @ox1-lovesick @ja4hyvn @shinsou-rii @winkura @ddeonudepressions @tnyhees @wannabeyn @kpoprhia @svnghoonsonly

ej note 𓏸 ͘ ࣭⸰ ahhh finally i am posting this! i’ve been working on this for about over three months going back and fourth to it. reblogs, likes and feedback are appreciated, I hope you guys enjoy this!

Everything Park Gunwook could do Jeon Y/n could do better.

That’s what Jeon Y/n thought at least.

The two were equally as smart and equally as devoted to school, but the two were just too damn competitive and one of them had to be a winner.

Y/n was a recommended tutor for all struggling students, she had perfect attendance, won many school awards, and is studying many languages.

Park Gunwook is the class president, vice principal for the student council, soccer star player, also won many awards, and has outstanding grades.

But what bothered Y/n the most was the fact that he was ranked top of the class and she was right behind him.

She despised him and he despised her.

Gunwook liked the competition and the rush feeling he got whenever he and Y/n were pitted against each other. Whether it was in class, love confessions, being favorited, or literally anything else.

He just enjoyed winning over her and the look on her face every time she lost.

“Soccer is probably the most attractive sport.” Huening Bahiyyih said as she and Y/n were sitting on the field bleachers, watching the soccer game go on. “Hiyyih-ah, what has gotten into you. Clearly badminton is the most attractive sport.” Y/n scoffed.

“You’re only saying that because Park Gunwook plays soccer. As much as you hate him you can’t deny how cute he is.” Hiyyih tried to argue.

“Park Gunwook is my enemy.”

Y/n said, Hiyyih shrugging her shoulders and turning her attention back to the game. Park Gunwook walking off of the field to get a sip of water.

Y/n was watching him with an expression of hatred on her face. Gunwook saw her and waved, being awfully polite just to piss her off.

“Ugh, I despise him.” Y/n looked away and tried to find another player to pay attention to.

—

“Y/n,” Mr. Shin called out before she was able to leave class like her pears. “I need to talk to you. Don’t worry, nothing bad.” Y/n sheepishly smiled as she walked up to his desk.

“I need you to tutor another student, Kim Danbi from class 1-3. You’ll meet up tomorrow after school in the library.”

“Tomorrow?” Y/n hesitated to ask. “Can’t I do it this weekend or something?”

“Y/n, we already scheduled it for tomorrow. It’s the only time she is free and she really needs your help so it’s settled.”

“Ah, okay. If she really needs it then.” Y/n laughed nervously. “Have a good day.” She bowed before leaving.

Shocked to see Park Gunwook waiting outside by the door. “What.” She said as he stared at her for a little. “Nothing.” He said before walking into the class she had just left.

Y/n couldn’t do a tutoring session tomorrow. She hated how her teachers would just schedule sessions for her without even asking if she was free or not. But she loved how good it’ll look in her record.

Everyone knew Jeon Y/n’s life was boring, they had just assumed she was always free.

“Hiyyih,” Y/n approached the girl in the lunch line. “Can you do me a favor tomorrow?” She asked as food was put on her tray. “Is it difficult?” Hiyyih asked as the two walked down the room of the cafeteria to go to the table the two always sat at.

“No, I just need you to pick Hayun and watch her tomorrow. Mr. Shin scheduled a session for me again. I asked if we could reschedule but we couldn't.”

“Sure, I love hanging with Hayun.” Hiyyih agreed. “He seriously needs to stop scheduling sessions for you without letting you know.”

“I know, but I feel so bad if I don’t tutor them. And they’ll look so good on my record. I need to get a scholarship before Gunwook does.”

“What’s up with you and Gunwooks rivalry, it’s so silly.” Hiyyih laughed at the ridiculous words coming out of Y/n’s mouth.

“It shouldn’t matter who gets a scholarship first or who tops the class.”

“It matters to me.” Y/n slightly glared at her best friend. “We’ve been in a rivalry since middle school ever since he decided to steal Kim Dayeon from me.”

“Yah, this is all because you and Gunwook both liked Kim Dayeon at the same time?” Hiyyih chuckled at the thought. “He would laugh in my face whenever Dayeon would choose to do something with him.” Y/n sulked.

“It’s my middle school trauma and my revenge is being better at anything he does.”

“Last time I checked you’re absolutely shit at soccer.”

“Okay so I can learn, soccer can’t be that hard?” She shrugged her shoulders. “I can sign up for that school fundraiser game and beat him in a couple matches.”

“Well that’s surely a goal.” Hiyyih mumbled. “I have months to practice, the fundraiser isn’t till may.” Y/n said.

“Hi, sunbaenim.” A junior of the girls bowed and put down a carton of milk on Y/n’s plate. “Thank you for agreeing to tutor me today! I’m so sorry I couldn’t get you a second milk carton.” She turned to Hiyyih and apologetically shook her head.

“It’s okay, I don’t mind.” Hiyyih smiled at the girl. “It’s no problem, it’s what I do.” Y/n responded to her Junior.

“Thank you again!” Kim Danbi said before making her leave.

“Why do our juniors seem scared of you?” Hiyyih asked. “What do you mean?” Y/n slightly tilted her head in confusion. “I mean, it was hard to not notice the tension.”

“How?” Y/n didn’t notice any tension between the two.

“She was looking down the whole time and I saw her hesitating on coming up to us earlier in the corner of my eye.”

“I’m not sure, she’s probably just shy.”

—

Y/n was waiting in the library for Kim Danbi. She hoped this session went by quickly so she could go home and to take care of her little sister.

“Hi, Sunbaenim.” Kim Danbi sat down in the seat across from Y/n. “Hi.” Y/n smiled and started to pull out books from her bag.

“What topic do you need help with?” Y/n, Danbi pulling her pencil case out. “Just english.”

“Good, It’s one of my best subjects. Hopefully I can teach you quickly, if we need a few more sessions that’ll be fine. It’ll just cost 20 each session.”

“Alright.” Danbi smiled, ready for the session to start.

“Okay, what do you mainly need help on?”

“I have a book assignment due this week. I read the book but I’m having trouble writing an essay for it. I heard you were really good at writing essays and you were recommended by a lot of teachers so I wanted to ask for your input and to help me improve.”

“Alright, it shouldn't be too hard. What book were you assigned?”

“All the bright places.” Danbi pulled the book out and Y/n’s eyes shined a little. “I love that book.” Y/n smiled.

“I remember doing that assignment last year, do you have the same essay assignment or a different one?”

—

“Gunwook-ah, do you have to take so long?” Gyuvin complained as Gunwook was picking out a couple books he needed for an assignment.

“If you wanna go to practice soon you can.” Gunwook hummed. “I’m not forcing you to stay.”

“Are you sure? I don’t want to leave you here alone.”

“I’ll be fine.” Gunwook chuckled. “Alright, I’ll see you.” Gyuvin patted his back before leaving the library.

“This is decent, you just need to focus on the emotion. Right now it’s like you’re half-assing it. I don’t mean that in a rude way, I mean it in a way where when somebody else reads this they’ll feel like you didn’t get your point across. Put more detail into it.”

Y/n and Danbi could be seen from the gap of books on the bookshelf. Gunwook listened for a little while. Y/n was good at english and knew how to express emotions with words, he’ll give that to her.

“Hey, actually. Captain is mad right now, so I don’t want to get yelled at.” Gyuvin pops up from behind, startling Gunwook. “You scared me.” Gunwook’s hand rested on his heart from shock.

“What are you looking at?” Gyuvin peeked into the book gap. “Oh, Y/n? That’s a little creepy.”

“It was for a second, I’m not a creep.”

“Oh yeah? Remember the times she was tutoring and you would—“ Gyuvin was trying to rest his hand on the bookshelf but misplaced his hand, knocking down books making themselves seen.

“You make it seem like I did something bad, I just left her juice cartons in her basket without her knowing.” Gunwook whispered and frantically fixed the books.

“I need to check these books out, wait outside for me.” Gunwook gently shoved Gyuvin in the direction of the exit.

“Fine.” Gyuvin put his hands up in defense, almost tripping over a book. “And please stop making noise.” Gunwook sighed.

—

“Unnie! Did you know Hiyyih-Unnie likes mint choco, she’s just like you! You guys have terrible taste.” Hayun spoke as soon as Y/n walked into the house. “Yah, mint choco is amazing.” Y/n scoffed as she hung her bag up.

“Did you eat already?” Y/n asked as she opened a snack cabinet. “Yeah, Hiyyih-Unnie made me a snack.” Hayun and Hiyyih were sitting on top of the island.

“Promise me it was a real snack and not just ice cream.” She glared. “Yes it was.” Hayun groaned.

“Okay, I trust you. Did you call mom and dad today?”

Y/n’s parents were on business trips all the time. They worked as Retail buyers and were always traveling for two weeks twice a month.

“Yes, they asked where you were and I told them you had a tutoring session. They want you to take a break from tutoring. They think you need time to yourself.”

“Believe me, I think so too.” Y/n groaned.

—

Kim Dayeon and Jeon Y/n used to be close friends. Nothing bad happened for the two to stop being close friends, they just drifted apart. Y/n likes to blame Park Gunwook for it because he was like a knife that split a piece of bread in the middle of their friendship.

He had gained an interest in Kim Dayeon and Y/n didn’t like that, no one would. Especially since Y/n’s only friend was Dayeon at the time and she had a secret thing for her, who wouldn’t?

Everyone thought Kim Dayeon was cool, she played basketball in her free time, her parents ran a popular sushi restaurant, and she was class president for a year.

She was funny and nice to everyone. There was just nothing you could dislike Kim Dayeon for.

Park Gunwook made it his goal to get close to Kim Dayeon and to do that he had to hangout with her any chance he got and that was hard since Y/n was with her all the time.

He swears he didn’t mean to make them completely drift apart—only for a little. He found Y/n funny when she would get mad so he would tease her about Dayeon wanting to hang out with Gunwook and not her behind Dayeons back.

Park Gunwook honestly doesn’t dislike Y/n as much as people make it out to be. He thinks they would actually be good friends if they tried, but the two were just equally as competitive. Y/n still had a grudge on him and Gunwook’s life got more interesting once their little rivalry started.

Actually, once he did become closer to Kim Dayeon he realized his interest in her were just pure lies. He actually didn’t like the girl that much, he just thought she was cool and thought he had a crush on her.

But once Y/n was out of the picture it was odd. Y/n wasn’t there to complain, sulk and pull that pouty face to Kim Dayeon that he would see every friday when they argued on who should hang out with Dayeon.

Jeon Y/n completely stopped talking to Kim Dayeon. Yes, it is partially her fault that she and Kim Dayeon don’t talk since she had dropped her out of nowhere but she still blames Park Gunwook since he was the reason Kim Dayeon rarely had time for her.

If he was being completely honest he had a tiny tiny interest in Jeon Y/n. But it would be embarrassing for him to admit to anyone, especially since the two have a known rivalry and “hatred” for each other.

“I wonder how Y/n handles all those tutoring sessions, she has at least three a week.” Dayeon wondered.

Her and Gunwook were hanging out outside by the soccer field.

“I don’t know. She probably has some super ability to teach struggling kids who don’t give a damn about their grades.” Gunwook was kicking around a soccer ball as Dayeon watched.

“Are you gonna sign up for the soccer game fundraiser this year? You should do it.” Gunwook suggested. Dayeon has always said she’d sign up for them but she always ends up not.

“You just want to beat me in a game of soccer.” Dayeon chuckled. “Which is unfair, considering the fact that you are literally our school's star player.” Dayeon rolled her eyes.

“I heard Y/n’s signing up.” Dayeon heard this from a random girl in the bathroom. Everyone was intrigued by her and Gunwook’s rivalry.

“Y/n’s trying so you should try.”

“As if, that’ll be so awkward.” Dayeon sighed. “We haven’t talked in like five years. I wonder if she’s different from back then.”

“Five years is a lot. She probably has changed. I don’t know, I really only talk to her when I wanna tease her about my test score or piss her off.”

“You’re an ass. As if you didn’t torture her enough in middle school.”

“I am not.” Gunwook gasped. “Her reactions are just so funny. When her eyebrows come closer to each other, her eyes shine with hatred and her pouty face she’s had since middle school.”

“That’s a very detailed description for someone who supposedly hates her.” Dayeon had a slight expression of concern on her face, she was shocked at how detailed Gunwook got.

“It’s just very memorable.”

“Sure.” Dayeon just agreed. She knew Park Gunwook could never have pure hatred for anyone.

When she found out about Gunwook’s intentions she was not surprised to say the least. It was obvious. She missed Y/n a lot but she knew it’d be hard to rebuild that friendship. One thing about Y/n is that she knows her worth and knows what’s bad and what’s good for her.

The feeling of jealousy she got with Dayeon and Gunwook was bad. So she stopped talking to Dayeon.

Dayeon stayed close with Gunwook and eventually learned a lot of stuff about him. About how he’s such a big baby despite his intimidating appearance.

—

“Did you hear about that new guy today? I heard he’s cute.” Zhang Hao asked as soon as he sat down in his seat next to Y/n. “It’s only 7 in the morning, how could I have heard of him?” Y/n yawned. “Did you not get sleep?” Hao asked. “You know that’s bad for you, I don’t care about what you were studying for. Sleep and your health is more important!”

“I was not studying.” Y/n pouted. “I was making tutoring notes actually.”

“Even worse.” Zhang Hao was about to speak again but the teacher walked in with a student beside her. The new guy.

“Quiet please. We have a new student.” Ms. Nam said as she pointed to the boy next to her. “Introduce yourself please!” Ms. Nam said joyfully.

“Hi, I’m Ricky Shen and I just recently moved from China.”

“You can sit right behind Y/n and Hao! Please raise your hands!” Ms. Nam said pointing to their direction as the two raised their hands.

“Hi.” Ricky said to the two as he sat right behind Y/n. “What region are you from?” Hao turned around in his seat and asked. “Shanghai.”

“Cool, I’m from Fujian!” Hao smiled. “If you need any help or a "guide ", come to us. Or maybe just me, Y/n is always busy.”

“Oh, are you like the class president? That’s a busy role.” Ricky asked. “I’m not.” Y/n turned to face him. “Park Gunwook is the class president.” Y/n scanned the room to find him staring at her. “The one staring at us.” Y/n pointed out.

“Oh, I see. Why are you so busy then? If you don’t mind me asking.”

“I just study a lot.” Y/n laughed nervously. “She’s downplaying herself, Y/n’s ranked number two in this class and she has this really good reputation with teachers so they send all the struggling kids to her so she can tutor them. Now she spends three days a week tutoring and stays up late at night making notes for them.” Hao just spoke like he told a whole life story.

“It’s kinda messed up in a way.” He shrugged his shoulders. “You could’ve just said I tutor kids. I think you broke Ricky.”

Ricky was confused and lost. Not actually, it just seemed like he was. It was just a lot of information to process.

“Why don’t you say something about not wanting to tutor them? Or that you’re already busy?”

“Oh she does, but she has this rivalry with the class president and she wants to get a college scholarship before him and tutoring looks good on her record so she suffers the pain and sucks it up.”

“At this point you're telling my life story to him.”

“At least he’ll be filled in and not confused. You and Gunwook’s rivalry is kind of the best part of this school. It’s so funny when you guys fight.” Hao teased.

“You guys are crazy.” Ricky laughed, but it wasn’t a loud chaotic laugh like most people. It was a quiet one. Y/n liked that. Ricky seemed like a quiet observer.

“If you think we’re crazy just wait till you meet the soccer team.” Hao hummed. “Are they bad?” Ricky asked. “No, they’re just kinda chaotic—more crazy off the field, y’know? The other day Kim Gyuvin literally knocked books off of the shelves by accident because he misplaced his hand. I don’t know how he’s one of their best players when he's usually so clumsy.”

“And the other day they almost caused a ruckus at the vending machines because it was jammed and Han Yujin was so determined to get his snack he held the line up.”

“And one time Kim Jiwoong flirted his way to get free snacks from the snack bar.”

“That sounds like something I’d do.” Ricky laughed. “They usually only do it to Kim Jiwoong. If it happens to anyone else they’re either really lucky or just extremely attractive.” Y/n explained.

“I think they’ll let you get free snacks. You’re handsome enough.” Y/n looked at Ricky. She found him attractive. He seems sweet as well so that’s a plus. “Hook us up if it works.” She joked.

—

Park Gunwook was upset. Like angry, upset. He wished he had lost all his hearing in his left ear cause all he could hear all class was Y/n laughing with Zhang Hao and Ricky.

He didn’t think Ricky was that funny, so why was Y/n laughing so hard.

“Why are you so upset? You don’t even like Y/n.” Dayeon asked. She was testing the waters, she wanted to know Gunwook’s response knowing in reality he does like the girl.

“Because—they were being distracting. She was laughing so much, they all were! What could’ve been so funny.” He made an excuse.

“I heard Ricky’s getting popular. I’ve heard he also plays basketball, maybe I’ll see him in the courtyard later. I’ll tell you if he’s funny.” Dayeon

“That’s not helpful. You laugh at anything, and since Ricky is mega attractive you’ll just laugh and giggle at everything.” Gunwook sighed. “Oh,” Dayeon laughed, “Are you just jealous that Ricky seems to be so funny and attractive that all the attention will be taken away from you.” Dayeon spoke.

More like the attention of Y/n would be taken from him although he never had it…

But he was also upset at the way she ignored him and didn’t even brag or flaunt her test score which was the best one in that class. The first thing she did was put it in her bag and walk away with Ricky.

“Why would I be upset that the attention isn’t on me?”

“Maybe because you’ve had the attention of others your whole life and this one time it isn’t so you’re upset. I don’t blame you, if I had gotten all the attention growing up and then suddenly someone took that away from me I’d be upset too.”

“Okay, way to take a dig at my heart.” Gunwook glared at Dayeon. “I’m okay with attention not being on me for a couple days.”

“Bullshit, it's a couple of hours not days.” Dayeon argued. “Besides, I heard Ricky’s nice, you’ll probably turn out to really like him.”

“We’ll see.”

—

“Hi,” Gunwook approached the lunch table Ricky was sitting at. Y/n, Hiyyih, and Hao were also sitting at the table. “I’m Park Gunwook, the class president. I didn’t get to introduce myself earlier.” Gunwook smiled as he held his hand out for a handshake.

“It’s okay, I’m Ricky.” Ricky smiled back and shook his hand. “Do you like it here? I hope Y/n hasn’t grown an attachment yet and sulks when someone else hangs out with you.” Gunwook jokes.

Ricky was confused.

“What’s your problem?” Y/n scoffed. “I’m just joking,” Gunwook said as he turned to Y/n. “Forget what I said.” He turned his head back to Ricky.

“I like it here, everyone’s welcoming.”

“That’s good. If you need anything I’m always here.” Gunwook said before walking back to his usual lunch table where his soccer team and more of his friends sat.

“What was that?” Dayeon asked. “Just introducing myself to Ricky.” Gunwook said. “Y/n looked mad. What did you say?” Taerae asked. “It’s nothing. I was just teasing her.”

“Give the girl a break.” Gyuvin suggested. “She already has so much on her plate with tutoring and her little sister, she does not need you teasing her.” He scolded Gunwook.

“We all know why Gunwook’s teasing her, he just wants her attention.” Dayeon spoke out. “Oh my god, are we still on this topic? I thought we were just joking?” Yujin gasped, the group had always joked about Gunwook and Y/n if they had been together.

“It’s still just a joke—it’s nothing.” Gunwook shushed at Dayeon. “Ignore what she said.”

“What are you guys doing after school?” Gunwook asked, trying to divert everyone’s attention to his question. “Well, we have practice and then after that I have my tutoring session.” Yujin answered.

“I’m free after practice.” Gyuvin said, and a couple of ‘Me too’s followed by.

“Dayeon?” Gunwook looked at the girl, in a questioning tone. “I’m free, what are we gonna do?”

“Let’s get something to eat.” Gunwook suggested. “Where to?”Gyuvin asked. “The usual convenience store, duh.” Gunwook scoffed. “Boring. Get money, stop being broke.” Taerae groaned.

“Unless you want to pay for all of us at a nice restaurant then shhh.” Gunwook nodded his head. “Yup. I can barely afford money for the vending machine.” Yujin agreed.

“Yujin, babes you can’t afford anything. You use your cuteness to get everything.” Dayeon called him out. “And I’m proud of it!” Yujin huffed.

—

“How was practice?” Dayeon asked as the group all walked into the convenience store they went to daily. “Hi, Yejun!” Dayeon said as the others waved to the cashier. “It’s like you guys live here, coming here everyday.” Yejun laughed to himself.

Yejun was a student that attended the same school as them, they didn’t have any classes with him but always saw him working at the store.

“It’s in our budget and just so good.” Gunwook placed his items on the counter and waited for the others to come to the front. “How are you?” Gunwook asked. “Good as always, it’s been a slow day.” Yejun sighed, “Did you guys just come back from practice?” He asked.

“Yeah,” Gunwook sighed. “Coach is getting tougher on us, I just hope we win our next game.”

“Hi.” Taerae dragged out as the rest of them placed their items on the counter. “Wow you guys are hungry.” Yejun said as he saw the amount of food on the counter.

“Coach is driving us crazy.” Yujin pouted. “He held us an hour later.” Yujin sulked. “Well, I can’t do much but wish you guys luck on your next game.” Yejun said.

“Oh—by the way, Y/n is here. Please don’t cause a ruckus, I don’t want to disturb the couple over there.”

“Got it.” Gunwook said as he grabbed his bag of his food. The group of friends went towards the seats they usually sat at. There was a couple sitting down a couple seats away from them as Yejun said, and then there was Y/n who was sitting down across from Gunwook’s eyesight. Her head propped up in the palm of her hand. There were books and papers scattered on the table, she was just staring down at the papers.

Y/n looked tired and drained. Gunwook grabbed a Choco Pie and walked over to her table. “Hi, you look tired.” Gunwook said as he dropped the snack on the table. Y/n slowly picked her head up. “It’s because I am.” Y/n rolled her eyes. “What is this?” Y/n asked, picking the snack up.

“A Choco Pie, duh.” Gunwook rolled his eyes. “I know what a Choco Pie—why are you giving me this?”

“You look like you need it.” Gunwook admitted. “Thanks…people have just been coming to get tutored consistently.” Y/n sighed. “It’s so tiring, like I have a life too.”

“Jeon Y/n having a life, something I’d never imagine.” Gunwook chuckled, Y/n looked up and stared at him. Gunwook could see that she hasn’t been in the joking mood due to the lack of comebacks towards him. “Uh—just ask to cancel them or ask for just one student.” Gunwook coughed, clearing his throat.

“You don’t think I’ve tried? Mr. Shin especially keeps sending his students to me for tutoring sessions. It’s so stupid and tiring, at this point I’d rather start selling my notes.” Y/n rambled on and on.

“I could help you.”

“Really?” Y/n’s body jolted up, she was now sitting with a good posture.

“No, I just wanted to tease you.” Gunwook grinned. “I’m also very busy.”

Y/n groaned and quickly shoved all her papers and books into her bag. While she was storming out books and pages fell out but she embarrassingly ran back in with pink rosy cheeks as she picked up her stuff.

—

Y/n was seen sleeping and slacking off in class recently. She had tutor sessions on top of tutor sessions every hour of the week. She could never catch a break.

The bell rang. “Have a good lunch.” Mr. Shin said. Y/n got up a little later than everyone else, shoving her books into her bag. “Y/n, I need to speak with you.” Mr. Shin spoke out, making her stop in her tracks.

Y/n closed her eyes and prayed she wouldn’t get into much trouble. “Yes?” She slowly turned around. “What’s wrong? You’re slacking, you barely passed this test.” Mr. Shin placed her graded test on his table.

“Nothings wrong…,” Y/n tried to find the right words. “Don’t lie to me, Y/n.” Mr. Shin asked firmly. “It’s nothing really—I’m just tired. I’ve been doing a lot.”

“You need to learn how to manage your schedule. Make some time for sleep and studies. No time for fun.” He scolded her. “I’d have time if I didn’t have so many tutoring sessions.” Y/n muttered under her breath. She was honestly hoping he’d hear her.

“Jeon Y/n-ah. Are you talking back? Say what you said out loud.”

“I said, I’d have time if I didn’t have so many tutoring sessions.” Y/n spoke proudly. “Y/n-ah, you tutor because it’ll look good on your applications. You asked me to send students that needed help to you. If you keep this up—.” He picked up her low test score and waved it around, “You’ll never get accepted.”

“Get yourself together, you’re a great and smart student. Don’t waste it.”

Y/n would be lying if she said she was fearless, because she’s not. The cold and confident persona she put out was mostly just an act.

Jeon Y/n was confident and did have a cold personality. She was confident in her ability to stay on top of the school's ranks and almost always had a cold and moody expression on her face.

But she wasn’t just all that. She had fears like everyone else. She feared not being accepted into a good school, she feared failing, she feared disappointing others, most of all she feared not being on top. She wanted to be the best, second place was not enough. Which was the reason her stupid rivalry with Park Gunwook lasted this long.

Park Gunwook didn’t mean to listen to their conversation, he had left his notebook in the room and needed to get it. Y/n and Mr. Shin just so happened to still be in there. He could’ve left but he was way too intrigued once he heard Shin yell at Y/n.

“What the hell!” Y/n jumped as she was met with Park Gunwooks face. “Why are you always here to witness bad moments?” Y/n groaned and stormed off.

“Y/n—wait.” Gunwook grabbed the fabric of her sweater, making her lose her balance a little. “Let me help you tutor.” He said with no hesitation. “Funny. I’m not falling for it again.”

“No seriously, let me help.”

“I don’t want your pity.” Y/n walked off before Gunwook could say another word.

Gunwook sighed.

—

“Hi, Y/n-sunbaenim.” Y/n’s junior bowed. “Hi. Are you ready for today?” Y/n asked. “Yes, I am! I think I’m starting to understand it better!”

“That’s good.” Y/n said, her attention turning to something else. One of the juniors she tutors just walked into the library. “Hyunki, what are you doing here? Our session is tomorrow.” Y/n told the girl as she sat down a seat away from her.

“Oh, Mr. Shin assigned me a new tutor!”

“Oh, is something wrong with my tutoring? Do you know who it is?” Y/n asked, she wondered why Shin suddenly decided to switch Hyunki’s tutor.

“There’s nothing wrong, I honestly don’t know why he switched my tutors. And no, I’m not sure who I got switched to.” Hyunki nodded her head. “I just hope he's good!”

“He?” There were currently no males who tutored at the school, it was all females who volunteered until now. “Yeah, it’s a guy.” Hyunki confirmed. “Oh, Okay. Then he must’ve just signed up to be a tutor.”

“Hi!” Park Gunwook said enthusiastically as he approached the table. “S-sunbaenim.” Hyunki stood up so fast she almost got whiplash. She bowed to him, bowing pretty low to hide her rosy cheeks. Most juniors admired Park Gunwook and thought he was handsome. Hyunki was one of those juniors.

“What are you doing here?” Y/n asked, her eyebrow slightly raised. “I’m tutoring Hyunki!” Y/n’s jaw almost dropped.

“You’re tutoring now? Can’t you just let me have my own thing.” Y/n groaned. “No.” Gunwook chuckled and had a teasing smile on his face.

Gunwook was helping Y/n without Y/n knowing he was helping her. She had just thought it was another attempt at trying to one up her.

—

“Hao, you won’t believe it.” Y/n said as soon as Hao picked the phone up. “Oh my god, really?!” Hao sarcastically gasped. “What happened?” He asked seriously now. “Gunwook started tutoring today. He’s literally coming for my neck. Especially since he saw my argument with Shin about it.”

“First he steals Dayeon, my top spot, and now my whole life!” Y/n said dramatically. “Your whole life?” Hao questioned. “Tutoring takes up all my time, it might as well be my life!”

“You’re overreacting. It’s not like he’ll steal your scholarship.”

“Why would you say that?” Y/n scoffed. “I’m being serious. Gunwook might be an ass to you but he wouldn’t purposely steal your scholarship.”

“Gunwook’s not that bad. He just teases a lot, especially you. He was definitely worse in middle school.” Hao huffed. “But he’s better now. Remember that short period of time where random juice boxes would show up in your bike basket after you tutored?”

“Yeah, what about it?” Y/n was wondering where Hao’s statement was going. “It was Gunwook doing it. I caught him one day. And then remember when it stopped? He probably got scared of getting caught.”

“That was him? Oh my god…no wonder the juices tasted so good! It was probably some expensive ass juice.” Y/n scoffed. “I can’t believe him. He’s so confusing, he teases me all the time but pulls this?”

“I think he actually doesn’t dislike you at all. I mean—he did start tutoring to help you.”

“To help me? That’s crazy, Hao. Why would it be helping me?” Y/n exclaimed, she was pacing around her room now. “Because you said that he always shows up at bad times, like when you and Shin are arguing. He for sure heard your complaints and wanted to help you without you knowing.”

“I mean, he did ask to help me but I said no.” Y/n thought for a second. “I thought he was just fucking with me.”

Hao scoffed. “God, your stupid rivalry is so pointless. You guys could be friends by now if you weren’t so stubborn.”

“Now, you’re blaming me?”

“Am I wrong?” Zhang Hao was not wrong at all. Y/n was stubborn, stupid stubborn. “You think everything is a competition and he just follows along with it looking for entertainment.”

“Even if he started tutoring not to help you and did it for himself you shouldn’t look at it as him trying to steal ‘your thing’. If he’s doing this to look better on applications, don’t be so hypocritical. Because you’re doing exactly that. You’re tutoring to look better on applications, are you not?”

Y/n sighed, “You’re right.” She really hated when Zhang Hao was right, and Zhang Hao is always right. She was glad he was there to bring her to her senses though, she appreciated it.

“I always am.” Hao teased, Y/n scoffed at this.

—

“Hi, Hiyyih.” Y/n said as the tall blonde approached her. “How was your grandparents' house?” Y/n asked. Hiyyih and her siblings spent the weekend at their grandparents house. “Fun, I ate well.”

“I bet you did.” Y/n chuckled. “I gotta go to the gym. Wanna come with?” Y/n shut her locker. “What for?”

“The soccer tournament, duh.” Y/n playfully rolled her eyes. “Oh—you were being serious about that.” Hiyyih’s eyes widened to surprise.

“Why would I lie about that?” Y/n asks seriously. “Because, last time anyone checked you are absolutely shit at soccer.” Hiyyih said with honesty. “If you're doing this simply because of your stupid rivalry with Park Gunwook then don’t do it.”

Y/n had been hearing that a lot recently. She even hears it from people she’s never talked to before.

“It’s not. It’ll look good on my applications. And besides, Jake is gonna help me out.” Y/n sighed.

“Jake? As in, puppy cute aussie jake?”

“Yes—puppy cute aussie jake—why do you call him that?” Y/n’s eyebrow furrowed.

“Because he’s like a cute puppy, and he’s australian.” Hiyyih shrugged her shoulders. “Jake is the only Jake at our school, who else would I be talking about?” Y/n shook her head.

“So—you’re still seriously doing this?” Hiyyih asked as they walked into the gym. A bit crowded from all the signups. “Yes, if Jake Sim said he’d teach me then I’m gonna accept.” Y/n whispered, not wanting anyone else to hear.

“He—he said that!” Hiyyih’s eyes widened. “Yes, Jake Sim would do anything to teach what he loves.” Y/n scoffed. “Oh god—is Kim Dayeon signing up.” Y/n wavered.

“She could be, or she could just be standing with Park Gunwook and Han Yujin.” Hiyyih put some serious thought into it. “Like I am with you.” She shrugged her shoulders. “We’ll see soon, c’mon.” Hiyyih dragged the two into a line.

Park Gunwook, Han Yujin, and Nishimura Riki always signed up for the fundraiser ever since it became a thing. You would think the whole soccer team would but that would just be a disadvantage.

Kim Jiwoong just had better things to do, Kim Gyuvin liked to watch the game rather than play in it once in a while, Jake Sim would actually help people practice since he wouldn’t sign up, Kim Hyunjin had better things to do like karaoke with her close friends, Lee Heeseung would rather do the basketball fundraiser than the soccer one, Hwang Intak also liked to watch rather than play more, Yang Jungwon would actually watch Heeseung play the basketball one, and Kim Sunwoo, the captain who’s in his last year was just far to competitive that he knew it was best not to sign up.

“Okay, Gunwook is taking a sheet of paper…and then Yujin…and now…”

“Okay you don’t have to narrate what’s happening.” Y/n interrupted her. “Okay, she isn’t signing up. You’re good!” Hiyyih gave her best friend a thumbs up.

“So, what team do you want to be on?” Hiyyih asked. There are four teams, red, blue, pink, and green. The sheet of paper they pick before signing up is the team they’ll get, then they’ll sign their name and grade onto the teams sheet.

“Whatever team Park Gunwook is not on.”

“Did Zhang Hao’s little speech not get through to you?” Hiyyih asked and Y/n groaned out loud. “He told you?” Y/n sighed. “Of course he did. Y/n, seriously the rivalry has to stop. What if you both end up getting into the same college and it lasts those four years as well? Your professors are not gonna put up with that shit.”

Y/n huffed. “I don’t know, I have to figure my own shit out first.”

“Hi.” Y/n said as it was her turn to pick up a small sheet of paper. “Red.” Y/n said as she turned her paper around to show Kim Hyunjin and Lee Heeseung. “Sign this sheet right here!” Hyunjin said as she handed Y/n the clipboard with the sign-up sheet.

Y/n scanned the paper to look for a specific name.

Kim MinJi | Grade 12

Moon JaeYun | Grade 12

Huh YunJin | Grade 12

Sim JaYoon/Yoon | Grade 12

Nishimura Riki/Ni-ki | Grade 11

Sohn YoungJae/Eric | Grade 12

Park GunWook | Grade 11

Kum JunHyeon | Grade 12

Naoi Rei | Grade 12

Hirota Riki/Maki | Grade 11

She wrote down her name and quietly sighed.

“Thank you so much.” Y/n smiled and placed the clipboard back down before walking off.

“So?” Hiyyih was waiting to know what made Y/n sigh. “We’re on the same team.” Y/n said bluntly. “I’ll have to be in his range of area for five hours a day for three weeks.”

—

“Hello, is everyone here? Looks like it.” Mrs. Jeo said as she quietly did a head count. “Perfect, all eleven of you are here!”

“I am Mrs. Jeo! I am the red team's coach and representative! Let’s have a safe and fun practice! Please grab a ball and pair up into four groups of two and one group of three!” Mrs. Jeo introduced herself.

Y/n was gonna walk over to Kim Minji and ask if she wanted to be partners but that was before she felt a tug on the sleeve of her shirt.

“Y/n, be my partner.” Park Gunwook said as the girl turned around. “Why?” Y/n asked, eyebrows furrowed. “Because I asked. And who wouldn’t want to be partners with the star player?” Gunwook gassed himself up.

“Me. I don’t want to.” Y/n scoffed.

“Too late. Everyone else already has a partner.” Gunwook hummed and gently grabbed her shoulders, turning the girl around to see everyone else paired up.

“Let’s grab a ball.” Gunwook gave her a taunting smile. “Oh! and these will be your partners for the three weeks! Pick someone you get along with!” Mrs. Jeo said cheerfully.

Everyone’s eyes went to Gunwook and Y/n. Gunwook who had a smile on his face and Y/n who had facepalmed.

“Kill me.” Y/n complained. “Not just yet!” Gunwook gently passed the ball to Y/n by kicking it.

“You don’t seem like a soccer girl? I remember hearing you don't do any sports actually.” Gunwook tried to make conversation with the girl as the two practiced simple passing.

“I’m not. I’m doing this for the hell of it.” Y/n excused. “For the hell of it or just to compete against me? Unfortunately we’re on the same team.” Gunwook teased.

“What made you think you could’ve beaten me anyway? No offense, but you don’t have any experience in soccer.”

“Jake Sim said he’d teach me.”

“Ah~The Jake Sim effect.” Gunwook laughed. “He always does this, instead of signing up he helps the students who absolutely suck at soccer.”

Y/n can’t even take offense to that because it’s true, she absolutely sucks at soccer.

“Tell you what, I’ll teach you if you tell Jake you don’t need to his help anymore.”

“And why would I do that?”

“Because I’m the star player, duh.” Gunwook rolled his eyes. “Yeah, but are you forgetting Jake Sim was a runner up for star player before you took the title?” Y/n reminded him.

“Yeah, but then again he isn’t star player, so.” Gunwook huffed. “Jake Hyung is good but c’mon.” Gunwook dragged the last word out.

“What do I get out of it?”

“Super awesome soccer skills, duh.”

“I could easily get that from Jake Sim.”

“Okay—then, super awesome soccer skills and more time with me.”

“More time with you? As if anyone would like that.” She scoffed. “Hyunki sure does.” Gunwook laughed. “Hyunki’s just got cute boys running in her mind, of course she’ll want to spend time with you.”

“Awh, you think I’m cute? You’re kind of cute too, Y/n.” Gunwook pinched her cheek. “You’re pushing it.” Y/n said sternly.

“Listen, I’m not so bad to be around. I’m sorry I gave you hell back in middle school and—the last three years.” He sheepishly chuckled. “Anyways, the point is that I’m only here to win so the money can go to the charity of the team's choice.”

“Just put some serious thought into it. I won’t force you to.”

—

Y/n put some serious thought into it. Maybe Gunwook coaching her could help them get along. But, would she really do that? No.

“Hi, Jake.” Y/n said as she walked up to the boy on the field. “Hi, Y/n. Are you ready?” He asked as he kicked the ball around and did a few tricks. “Okay, Showoff.” Y/n teased.

“What, you don’t wanna learn a few tricks?” Jake chuckled. “I only need to know the basics.” Y/n shrugged her shoulders.

“The basics? Please, anyone could teach you the basics. Why’d you ask me?”

“Because I know you would’ve said yes. And I know your teammates are busy doing other stuff.”

“I heard Gunwook offered to teach you, why didn’t you take the offer up.” Jake asked. “You know why.” Y/n squinted her eyes as the sun was in her way. “How’d you know anyway?” Y/n asked.

“Please, Park Gunwook and Jeon Y/n. You guys are practically a twitter hashtag trending every week.”

“I can’t stand Gunwook, why would I take his offer up if I can’t even stand him?” Y/n sighed. “Gunwook isn’t that bad. I understand you guys have a bad past but when you get to really know him he’s like a big baby.”

“Park Gunwook, a big baby?” Y/n laughed.

“You love exposing me, don’t you Hyung.” A voice was heard from behind. “Hi, Gunwookie.” Jake teased.

“Whatta’ doing here?” Jake asked. “I can’t watch you guys practice?” Gunwook responded. “Didn’t say that…just kind of…awkward…you’re just gonna watch?”

“I mean, yeah? Everyone’s busy so I’m just gonna watch you guys.” Gunwook shrugged his shoulders. “Help me teach Y/n.” Jake gestured to Gunwook to come closer. “You’re her partner anyway and on the same team.”

“I do end up teaching you after all.” Gunwook whispered as he walked past Y/n.

—

Instead of seeing Gunwook for five hours a day for the next three weeks it turned into six. It was gonna be a living hell for her.

She thought so at least.

The game was soon and they were almost three weeks into the practices plus Jake and Gunwook giving her extra help and it wasn’t so bad actually.

She started to see why people had been so obsessed over Park Gunwook. He was actually sweet and considerate. He would bring extra drinks for the three, towels to wipe sweat, and always brought an extra sweater just in case. He always offers it to Y/n when it gets colder later in the day.

She would be lying if she said that her heart didn’t beat twice as fast those couple of weeks they spent together. But she would never admit that publicly. It was too embarrassing for her and her reputation.

Gunwook pushed aside their rivalry and taught Y/n how to play soccer fairly without any arguments, or trying to start any.

“Y/n, how many times do I have to tell you. Kick harder. You’re not consistent with it.” Gunwook sighed. “I don’t care if you hit me.”

“Trust me I want to hit you.” Y/n groaned. “So why aren’t you doing so?” Gunwook scoffed. “If you get injured, our team is basically in jeopardy.” Y/n was reaching with this, there were plenty of decent Soccer players on their team.

“Please, like you’d even be able to injure me.”

“You’re really testing my patience, Park Gunwook.” Y/n stepped closer to the boy.

“Okay—that’s enough.” Jake pulled the two apart. He found it funny at first but had to stop before it got out of hand. “Take five.” Jake nervously laughed and pushed the two in the direction of the bleachers.

“You guys need to stop this shit. You can’t argue on the field during the game.” Jake scolded the two.

“We got it, Hyung.” Gunwook sighed. “Do you really? This shit has been going on for years, when is it gonna stop?” Jake rarely ever scolded the younger, and Gunwook hated it when he did.

“Yes, we do. We’ll try and get along.”

—

The two ‘got along’ you could say…?

They tried their best not to argue and stay civil with each other and it actually was kind of peaceful for a while.

It was the day of the games and Y/n’s heart was pounding with pressure and anxiety. Her leg shook up and down and her hands shaking and knuckles cracked consistently.

“You’ll do good. Don’t worry. Once you’re on the field you’ll get an adrenaline rush and do your best to keep up and win.” Gunwook assured the girl.

“How do you know that’ll happen?” Y/n asked. “We’re more alike than you think, Y/n.”

“We have the same desire to win and be the best. We get nervous and then a sudden adrenaline rush hits.”

Park Gunwook and Jeon Y/n had a lot more in common.

“Hi, Hyung! Hi, Y/n Noona.” Yujin said cheerfully as he skipped to the tent the red team was resting at.

“Hi, Yujinnie.” Gunwook ruffled the youngest hair. “Hi.” Y/n waved quietly.

“Did you see the lineup?” Yujin asked. “If you win against blue and I win against green we get to play a game against each other!”

“I did. Good luck, you should head back to your tent now. Games are starting soon!” Gunwook patted Yujin’s back.

“Good luck, Yujin.” Y/n said as well. “Thank you.” Yujin said with a big smile on his face.

Gunwook sighed. “I love that kid. A shame that he’ll lose.” Gunwook chuckled. “But he does have some rage on the field. Better watch out for him.” Gunwook warned Y/n.

“The real person you watch out for is Gyu Duho,” Ni-ki pointed out. “He plays dirty. When we had gym together he would break all the rules in the sports. He even sent a girl to the nurse’s office because he shoved her too roughly.”

“I heard he didn’t even apologize either.” Yunjin chimes in. “He’s a weirdo, and it’s drizzling so better be careful out there.”

The Pink and Green team match was up first.

It went smoothly and slid right by. It was a good match, Green (Yujin’s) team won.

Now it was time for the Red versus Blue match.

“Okay Red team! Huddle up before we go on the field!” Mrs Jeo clapped her hands and everyone huddled up.

“I want you all to do your best, have no worries and just have fun!” She exclaimed.

“Go! Go! Go!” She cheered as the team ran into the field.

“Y/n,” Gunwook said as the two were walking to their positions. “Just flow with it and don’t stress.” He patted her shoulder.

“Okay.” Y/n breathed out. “What if I do something horribly wrong and we lose?”

“I’ll bring the team to victory.” He shrugged his shoulders.

“Now we have the Red versus Blue! On the Red team they have Star Player Park Gunwook and Nishimura Riki of the soccer team! Do you think Red or Blue will win?” Danielle Marsh, the sports announcer said.

“Looks like Park Gunwook and Jeon Y/n are getting along? That’s a first.” Danielle’s little laugh could be heard on the mic.

“Is that Park Gunwook’s arm around Y/n’s shoulder? Looks like the two are getting close!”

“Let’s start the match!”

The start of the match went by smoothly as well. Y/n tried her best to keep up and actually didn’t do so bad. Y/n has only seen just a couple of clips of Gunwook on the field but actually being there next to him, playing the game with him, and passing the ball to him, felt different.

It was finally halftime and Y/n was so happy she survived the first half without being as bad as she expected herself to be.

“Y/n, you’re doing good. I don’t know why you were so worried.”

“This is all new to me.” Y/n gulped her water down. “Of course I’m nervous.” She huffed. “I understand why people are so obsessed with the star player now.” Y/n confessed.

“Yeah, and why’s that?” Gunwook smirked. “I can see your passion for soccer on the field. It’s—the realest version of you, y’know?”

Gunwook hesitated for a bit before nodding his head in agreement. “Yeah.”

—

The second half of the game went even smoother now that Y/n got the hang of it.

The Red team won against the Blue team and now the final match is happening soon.

She was nervous about this last match though, she’ll have to face Gyu Duho.

Going against Green was a little more difficult for Y/n. Especially since they had more experienced players.

“Guys, be careful out there. It’s raining a little harder now so the grass is gonna be slippery, Green has players who are more experienced and rough. Put your health first.” Mrs. Jeo patted all their backs before they ran to the field.

“Looks like we got Red and Green going against each other now! For the first time it looks like Park Gunwook and Han Yujin are going against each other! Will the rage of the youngest win or the star player pull through?!”

“Star Player, blah blah blah. All they talk about is Gunwook, does that not upset you?” Duho scoffed as he and Ni-ki were battling for the ball. “Why would it? Gunwook Hyung is good. They’re not lying.”

“Still, it doesn’t bother you that they never mention you or anyone else?”

“It doesn’t. Our team is good but he makes our team better. You’re not gonna get under my skin.” Ni-ki scoffed.

“Hyung!” Ni-ki shouted as he passed the ball to Gunwook.

Gunwook kicked the ball into the goal, scoring the first point.

“Park Gunwook scores the first point for team Red!”

“Hyung. Duho’s trying to get under our skin, watch out. I’ll try and let everyone know.” Ni-ki said quickly as he passed by Gunwook.

Y/n didn’t know what was happening but she could see Ni-ki spreading some sort of word.

“Y/n.” She felt her shoulder being touched. “Duho’s gonna try and get under your skin. Don’t fall for it.” Gunwook warned the girl. “What’s he gonna say?” She asked. “Probably some shit that’ll make you mad.”

“You’re doing good, don’t let him distract you.” Gunwook teased the girl by squeezing her right cheek. “Ugh.” Y/n wiped her cheek. “Be careful with the grass.” He said before running back.

It was like Y/n was cursed because right after that Gyu Duho and her were fighting for the ball.

“How does it feel to be Gunwook’s shadow? Always second while he’s first.” Duho chuckled. “He's a star player, you’re nothing. He’s top of class, your top two. He's the class president, and you're just the girl who lost to him.”

“He’s Kim Dayeon’s best friend and you used to be her best friend.”

Duho knew he struck a nerve, it was perfect timing for him to steal the ball and ‘accidentally’ kick the back of her leg making her slip.

Y/n didn’t move, it wasn’t like she was injured super bad she just needed to take a breather…on the grassy muddy ground.

“Looks like Jeon Y/n is down! Is she okay…do we need to get a medic? Omg.”

“We can’t tell if that was a foul or not. It could’ve been an accident.”

“Looks like she’s good! She’s up but I don’t think she’ll be able to continue, looks like she’s limping. Park Gunwook is running to the scene and…helping Y/n!? He’s got his arm around her shoulders helping her to the sidelines. I think this is the end of their rivalry.”

“Are you okay?” Gunwook asked in a panic tone. “I’m good, I think my ankles just sprained, I’ll be fine. Just—win the match and best Gyu Duho.”

“What’d he say to you?”

“Some shit that got under my skin.”

Yujin ran over to Duho. “Dude. What was that for? We play fair on the field.” Yujin scoffed. “Dude? Where’s your respect for your senior?”

“Respect? Respect my ass, bro.” Yujin scoffed before he ran to the sidelines to check on Y/n before the match began again.

“I’m so sorry about that, noona.” Yujin apologized frantically. “Don’t be sorry. It was Duho’s fault. He’s such an ass.”

“I can purposely be bad so you guys can win!? Or not pass the ball to him.” Yujin suggested. “Don’t do that, I want us to win fairly.” Gunwook said.

“Just play how you would usually play.”

—

Red team celebrated their win with pizza at a restaurant in the city.

“Gyu Duho sucks, like he can literally kiss my ass.” Y/n said out loud. “Y/n! Don’t speak so inappropriately.” Mrs. Jeo scolded the girl.

“But you are not wrong.” She muttered. “What he did tonight on the field was unfair and wrong! What he did to our Y/n should not have gone over everyone’s head!” Mrs. Jeo complained.

“Look at her.” Mrs. Jeo pointed to Y/n who was sitting with a straight face. “Oh—I’m like good actually, I can handle this pain, but thank you for the awesome speech.” Y/n nodded her head.

“Thank you, Y/n.” She put her hands on her chest like her heart was warmed. “Now excuse me, I have to go to the ladies room.”

“So like, what did he say to everyone on the field?” Huh Yunjin asked. “If he did—he was gonna say some shit to me but then I told him to shut up.”

“He was talking about Gunwook being the star player and how he overshines the soccer team but I said it didn’t bother me.” Ni-ki shrugged his shoulders. “Do I? I don’t mean too…” Gunwook asked and went quiet. “I mean—yeah but it’s good. Our team is good but you make it better. It’s not your fault you were gifted with awesome soccer skills.”

“I wasn’t gifted.” Gunwook awkwardly chuckled. “I just practiced a lot when I was younger.”

“Uh—what did he say to you Y/n? If you want to share it.” Gunwook made sure Y/n felt comfortable in the environment, knowing she rarely ever went out. “I’ll—I’ll tell you later. When I feel like it.”

—

Gunwook offered to give Y/n a ride and she accepted, who wouldn’t? It was cold out and Y/n could barely walk without a limp.

“About earlier, when I said I’ll tell you what Duho said to me.” Y/n broke the silence. “Yeah, what about it?” Gunwook’s head tilted slightly.

“Duho was comparing us. He asked how I felt about being in your shadow. He used every example he could, like how you’re ranked one and I’m ranked two, and how you’re a star player and I do nothing, how you’re class president and I was the girl that lost to you. The one that really hit a nerve was when he mentioned Kim Dayeon and how you’re her best friend now and I’m not.” Y/n wasn’t planning on telling him what he had said due to it actually being true.

“I tried to stop caring about what happened but I can’t. Especially since me and Dayeon used to be so close. To be honest, I had the fattest crush on her.” Y/n laughed out loud. “You did?” Gunwook gasped. “Was it not obvious?”

“I just thought you guys were really close and you didn’t want to lose her.” He shrugged his shoulders. “I’m sorry, again. For all that shit I did in middle school and for the other shit I did that may have hurt you.”

“You’re not a shadow of me. We’re both good at our own stuff. Like how you put so much time into tutoring others. I literally want to quit tutoring so bad right now.” He chuckled. “I don’t know how you deal with everyone. Hyunki literally keeps trying to flirt with me.”

Y/n scoffed. “Almost every one of my students is scared of me, I don’t know why.”

“Maybe it’s the straight face you’re pulling right now, it’s a little intimidating.” Gunwook waved his hand to her face.

“Can we settle this? I don’t want to have any more bad blood with you anymore.” Gunwook asked, looking at the girl as he stopped at a red light.

“Yes, oh my god I don’t know how long I could keep this stubbornness up. Like I’m so sick and tired of trying to one up you.” Y/n sighed. “I’ll admit it and say I just hated not being first and took that out on you, but after hearing—from literally everyone on how stupid our rivalry is I’m finally starting to see their point.”

“I never hated you Y/n. I liked to tease you back then because of how cute your little angry face was. It’s still cute now.” Gunwook confessed to the girl.

“Haha—Thanks.” She laughed awkwardly, she wasn’t used to compliments like this. Especially from someone she’s been feuding with for years.

—

Y/n and Gunwook didn’t talk during school, they would only wave to each other in the morning and that was it. They had settled their bad blood but that didn’t mean they were friends.

“So wait—you guys are cool now?” Hao asked. “Yeah, we settled the rivalry but we aren’t friends. It’s kind of embarrassing to me.”

“How is that embarrassing?” Hiyyih asked. “Because everyone knows how much I’ve slandered him over the years, I can’t be caught as a hypocrite!” Y/n spit out. “So now everyone will only think we wave to each other because he helped me on the field.”

“So, you guys are cool…but you guys aren’t friends? So you’re pretending like you guys didn’t have a heart to heart?” Ricky asked, confused with Y/n’s shenanigans as always.

“Yes! Exactly that!”

“And why again?” Ricky asked again. “Because I can’t be caught being a hypocrite all close to him when last week I was literally talking shit about him and his goofy ass highlighter jersey.” Y/n huffed. “But when we had practices he was actually so nice to me I can’t believe I slandered him so much in my lifetime.” Y/n sighed. “And I actually admire his passion for soccer after seeing him play on the field in real time.”

“So you’re hiding secret feelings for him because you don’t want to be caught as a hypocrite?”

“Yes.”

“Y/n that’s so stupid.”

“I’ve never heard something so dumb.”

“Are you for real?”

All three of her friends said to her.

“Yes, I am for real! My reputation is in jeopardy if this ever gets out!”

—

“So you guys are good now?” Kim Dayeon asked Park Gunwook. “Yeah, we’re good. But I don’t think she wants us to be friends.”

“Why?”

“Because all we do is wave to each other…that’s weird.” Gunwook looked around the room trying not to make eye contact with Dayeon. “Why are you looking around the room? I’m right here?” Dayeon asked.

“Okay, don’t tell anyone this but—we had a heart to heart but it was about some shit that Gyu Duho said and he mentioned you so you were in the conversation.”

“Okay…what did he say?”

“He said some shit about Y/n being my shadow and he even went as far as mentioning how I’m your best friend now and she’s not…that’s why she froze up and he took the opportunity to trip her.”

“He said that!? That’s so evil, oh my god.” Dayeon gasped. “I’ll beat his ass—why would he even say that.”

“Because he was trying to get under all our skins! It was such a jerk move.”

“Where is he right now?” Dayeon asked, standing up from her seat. “Woah—Dayeon you’re not seriously gonna beat him up—right?” Gunwook asked as the girl started walking out the classroom.

“No?” Dayeon’s eyebrow furrowed. “I’m just gonna beat him at basketball, duh.”

“What are you gonna do 1v1?”

“No, you’re crazy, I’m good at basketball but Duho’s better. That’d be setting me up for failure.” Dayeons eyes widened. “I’ll get a team of four.”

“Good idea.”

“I know. I get Heeseung and Kim Hyunjin, and you get Ricky.”

“Woah Woah—Ricky? I’m getting Ricky?” Gunwook stopped Dayeon before she could run off. “This is not a time to be jealous, Park Gunwook.”

Dayeon ran to find Heeseung and Hyunjin. Gunwook stood there for a while before deciding to go find Y/n. Because wherever Y/n was, Ricky was with her.

Ever since Ricky started school here he’s been attached to Y/n, Hao, and Hiyyih at the hip. Besides the times he’d go and play basketball with Dayeon or anyone else at the school court.

“Y/n.” Gunwook said, gasping as he reached the lunch table where Y/n, Hao, and Hiyyih were sitting. “Where’s Ricky?”

“He’s at the basketball court, why?” Y/n asked, confused. “Okay good—he’s already there.” Gunwook said in between breaths. “There is about to be an epic awesome amazing 4v4 game going on. Let’s go.” Gunwook grabbed the girl's arm and she grabbed Hao’s and Hiyyih’s.

“Guys—can we walk at least?” Hao shouted.

—

“So why do we need to be here?” Y/n asked, slightly squinting her eyes since the sun was in her way. Gunwook switched spots with her so the sun wouldn’t blind her. “Dayeon’s gonna 4v4 Gyu Duho and Ricky’s apart of her team.”

Hao’s eyes slightly widened and his head turned to look at Hiyyih. They were shocked at Gunwook’s kind gesture. “Let’s sit on the bleachers. I heard news about it is already spreading.” Gunwook said as he dragged the three to the first row of bleachers.

“Why is she having a basketball match with him?” Y/n asked. “I told her about what he did to you at the soccer game.” Y/n’s jaw slightly dropped. “She’s doing this all because of what he did?”

“Yeah, Dayeon still cares about you, y’know? She never stopped.” Y/n went quiet. “It’s about to start.” She was grateful that changed the subject.

“For reals though, who do you think is gonna win? Because everyone on Dayeon’s team is good but everyone on Duho’s team is also good.” Hiyyih asked. “C’mon, Dayeon got Ricky. Ricky’s so good.” Hao scoffed. “Yeah, did you hear how everyone wants to go against Ricky because they couldn’t believe how good he was.” Y/n said next.

“Is he that good? I’ve never seen him play.” Gunwook asked. “Really?” Y/n gasped. “He’s so good, he’s like your level of good but basketball.” Y/n nodded her head.

Gunwook did not like being compared to Ricky at all. Yeah the guy was probably really good, but Gunwook just didn’t like being compared to him. Especially since Y/n was over here gassing him up.

“Am I really that good, Jeon Y/n.” Gunwook teased. “Hmm…You wish.” Y/n flicked his forehead. “This is about Ricky, stop looking for attention.” She flicked his forehead again.

—

“Can’t believe they won.” Duho was complaining to his teammates. “They aren’t even that good, especially Dayeon, can’t believe we got beat by a girl.”

“Say that shit to my face. You wanna act all big and tough during the soccer game but won’t even talk shit to my face?” Dayeon spoke out, she heard them talking as she walked by.

“What’s the soccer game got to do with this?” He scoffed, walking closer to her. “Nothing, it’s just you played really unfairly and I thought you needed a loss in life.”

“That Y/n girl deserved it, she’s so annoying.”

“Don’t speak about her like that.” Dayeon scoffed in disbelief.

“Yeah? What are you gonna do about it if I do?” Duho pushed Dayeons shoulders. “Hit me I dare you.” Dayeon pushed him back.

“Woah! Woah!” Gunwook pulled the two apart. “Guys not here.” He held Dayeon back.

“Dayeon, not now.” Gunwook pulled the girl aside.

“Hello?? You never get into fights, what was that?” Gunwook asked. “It was nothing, he was just being an ass.”

“Let’s just—Let’s go cool off at the convenience store.”

—

The silence was loud and awkward as the six of them stared at each other.

“Thank you again, Dayeon. You didn’t have to.” Y/n thanked Dayeon for the third time this day. “Oh, I had to. Gyu Duho is an ass and deserved to lose. And can you believe he was being misogynistic?” Dayeon scoffed. “He really couldn’t believe he got beat by a girl.”

“Two girls, Kim Hyunjin’s insane.” Ricky chimed in. “Two! Two! and he was so baffled. What is so hard about believing girls can be good at basketball.”

“He’s just like every other jerk, it’s not surprising.” Hao shrugged his shoulders.

“My brother is here, Y/n are you sure you don’t need a ride?” Hiyyih asked as she clicked her phone off. “Yeah, I literally have a tutoring session in a couple minutes.” Y/n checked the time on her phone.

“Okay, get sleep tonight and please for the love of god do not overwork yourself.” Hiyyih blew a kiss to the girl before leaving the shop with Hao and Ricky behind.

“Bye, guys. We’ll see you whenever.” Ricky said as Hao waved bye.

“Y/n, I hope we’re cool now.” Dayeon said as she sat up. “We’ve always been ‘cool’, I never had a problem with you.” Y/n chuckled. “It’s you, I had a problem with.” Y/n pointed her finger towards Gunwook.

“You were just so fun to tease, Y/n-ah. If you saw your face and reactions, you would do the same.” Gunwook patted the girl's head. “I hope we’re cool too.” Gunwook smiled.

“Yeah, if you keep this shit up that chance is very low.”

—

Gunwook started a part time job at the convenience store to fill his time. Also because he would see Y/n fall asleep every Tuesday and Thursday when she tutored those two students after school and he could play hero and wake her up.

Seriously though, he wished the girl would stop falling asleep because something bad can happen to her.

Gunwook sighed as he walked in for his shift, pulling his uniform vest over his head before walking over to Y/n.

“Y/n.” He gently shook the girl awake. Y/n groaned as she awoke from her sleep. “Gunwook, you could’ve just let me sleep.” She sighed. “And what let some weird guy take advantage of you? Certainly not.” He scoffed.

“I know you would’ve beaten his ass for me.” She mumbled as she put her belongings on the table away in her bag.

“Eat something before you go, on the house. As always.” Gunwook offered. “Thanks, but my sister is at home waiting for me. I need to eat with her.”

“Bring her food then. Just pick anything.”

“Why are you being so nice?” Y/n asked. “Remember, I want us to be cool. Although I really do want to keep our top student rivalry still a thing…” He said hesitantly. “Don’t worry. I want to as well.” Y/n chuckled. “You know how embarrassing it’ll be when people start calling me a hypocrite. Especially since last week I called your stupid sweater ugly and everyone heard me.”

“You’re just a fucking hater it was not ugly.”

“You’re right, I am a hater. The sweater was kind of cute. I just wanted to insult you.”

“Awh, want to borrow it?”

“Yeah, so I can burn it!”

—

“Y/n.” One of Y/n’s classmates called her name out. “Hm?” Y/n looked up from her paper. “What’s going on with you and Gunwook? I feel like I haven’t seen you guys argue all week.”

“Oh—bad week? I don’t know.” Y/n awkwardly laughed. “Yeah, bad week! I just don’t feel like wasting my breath on him.”

“Oh, okay.” Her classmate just nodded her head before turning back to her paper.

Y/n stopped by the convenience store to talk to Gunwook. “Hiiii.” Y/n dragged out. “Hi, you’re in a good mood?” Gunwook’s eyebrow raised. “I am, because look!” Y/n pulled out her test paper. “I overheard you tell Yujin your test score on the english test and when I had his class and got mine that was when I found out I did better, hah!”

“Blah blah, we all know you’re better at English.” Gunwook shushed the girl. “Oh, and people are starting to get suspicious of us. We need to start arguing again.”

“We argue, like—all the time? We literally argued about milk earlier today.” Gunwook shrugged his shoulders. “Yeah, that’s not selling it.” Y/n huffed.

“What, you want me to go back to calling you out on everything? That was too mean of me, and I don’t want to upset you again.”

Y/n just stared at the boy and sighed. He was being so sweet it was hard for her not to fall for him.

“C’mon, I’m never losing the “i don’t give a fuck” war. I don’t care anymore. Let’s go back to arguing like we used to. People aren’t buying what we’re selling right now.”

“Okay, but if you get upset it’s on you.” He pointed at the girl. “Hi, welcome to GS25.” Gunwook said as he heard the bell of the door go off.

“Today’s kind of slow. My shift might end early, want to hang out after?” Gunwook asked as he was organizing the lip balms on the counter. “Just us two?” Y/n hesitantly asked. “If you want it to be,” Gunwook shrugged his shoulders. “You can invite Bahiyyih. I know guys are really close.”

“Sure then.” Y/n nodded her head. “Is it fine if I also invite Gyuvin?”

“Why wouldn’t it be? If i’m inviting Hiyyih you should be able to invite Gyuvin. But,” She dragged out the last word. “If it’s my house we’re hanging out at he better not trash it, you know how clumsy he is.”

—

Y/n shut her phone off and put it in her pocket. “Hiyyih is busy, she can’t make it. What about Gyuvin?” She asked as Gunwook took off his vest. “Gyuvin can’t make it either, he’s with some family right now. What about Hao? I know Ricky and Dayeon are playing ball right now.”

“He’s on a date with Sung Hanbin.” Y/n said. “It’s just us then, we don’t have to hangout…”

“Wait—he’s on a date with Sung Hanbin?” Gunwook’s eyes widened. “Like Sung Hanbin? Sung Hanbin, the one he’s been in a rivalry with since the beginning of the year?”

“Who else? Yeah, I was surprised too. Hao told me they were assigned as partners for bio and they started to get along and then they randomly kissed one night while researching.” Y/n shrugged her shoulders as she clutched into her tote bag that hung on her right shoulder.

“Do you still want to hang out?” Y/n watched as Gunwook was cleaning up for the next person's shift. “Yeah, we can. I’m good with hanging at your house, don’t you have to watch your sister anyway?” Gunwook said as he threw away the cleaning wipe and grabbed his bag.

“She’s fourteen, she can watch herself. I just get worried sometimes so I have Hiyyih hang out with her.” Y/n and Gunwook walked out of the store and walked to his car.

“It’s late, let’s hang out at your house.” Gunwook beeped his car and opened the door for Y/n then walked to the drivers side. “But it’s late, like you said. Don’t you have to be home too?” Y/n put her seatbelt on.

“My parents are out for dinner right now, I have time to kill.”

“Oh, okay.” Y/n nodded her head. “What are we gonna do? I hope it’s not awkward, I don’t really have anything fun at my house.”

“Talk? We can talk. I like talking.” Gunwook nodded his head. “Half of the time you tell me to shut the fuck up?? What do you mean you like to talk?” Y/n scoffed and her jaw dropped.

“I just like to get on your nerves.” Gunwook chuckled.

—

“Hi, Hayun.” Y/n said as she took her shoes off at the door, Gunwook as well. “How was school?” She asked as she hung her tote bag on the hooks on the wall, walking into the kitchen where her sister was at, with Gunwook behind her. “It was good. Who’s this?” Hayun asked as she looked up from her phone screen.

“Park Gunwook.”

“Park Gunwook? That guy you’re always shit talking about? Why is he here, don’t you hate him?” Hayun gasped. “It’s—complicated. We’ve squashed that beef.” Y/n’s head slightly tilted. “Mhm, because that’s totally something you’d do.” Hayun’s eyebrows furrowed. “Listen, I know. We’re cool but we still act all mean to each other around people.” Y/n sighed and slapped Gunwook’s shoulder.

“Gunwook, this is my little sister Hayun. She’s just like me so watch out.” Y/n cheekily smiled. “Wow, twice the torture for me.” Gunwook said sarcastically. “I’m not as bad as my Unnie. Don’t worry.” Hayun scoffed.

“Did you call mom and dad?” Y/n asked as she jumped to sit on top of the counter. “By the way, snack in this cabinet. You can take anything, just not my cookies.” Y/n hit the cabinet next to her. “Yeah, we talked about you.”

“Bad or good?” Y/n sucked in her breath. “Good, of course. But they’re seriously worried about you. When are you gonna stop doing these academic lessons?”

“Like—uh, never. Duh.” Y/n scoffed. “My teacher is on my ass bro, whenever I ask to get less sessions he talks about how I’m a good student and should keep this up in order to get into a good college.”

“Man, fuck college.”

“If mom heard you say that right now you’d get bitch snapped.” Y/n’s eyes widened. Hayun and Y/n were alike in many ways but Hayun didn’t have any big plans in life whilst Y/n did.

“But she isn’t.”

“Where are your parents? If you don’t mind me asking.” Gunwook cleared his throat. “They’re retail buyers. So they’re always out on business trips. Like all the time.” Y/n dragged out the last word. “At this point this is just me and Hayuns house.” She shrugged her shoulders.

“Don’t you guys ever miss them or something? I feel like I’d go insane if I didn’t have my mom with me, she helps me with everything.”

“We do. But this happens so often we got used to it.” Hayun nodded her head. “Don’t have that concerned look on your face. Really, it’s nothing.” Y/n ruffled Gunwook’s hair. “Did you just ruffle my hair?”

“Yeah even that was weird for me.” Hayun had a face of disgust on. “I was trying to be nice.” Y/n’s jaw dropped. “Yeah, maybe don’t be nice.” Hayun teasingly smiled at her.

“Unnie, we don’t have anything fun here. Why did you invite Gunwook over?” Hayun groaned. “Because, we just both happened to be free? And besides, I don’t want to leave you alone. Gunwook said his parents are out for dinner and he doesn’t wanna sit at home doing nothing.”

“So you invited him here? Why couldn’t you guys just go get something to eat?”

“Yah, you already want to get rid of me? Are you secretly inviting boys over? Or even girls? Or even throwing parties?”

“Who do you think I am?” Hayun dramatically leaned onto Y/n. “I just wanted some friends over. Can I?” Hayun put her best puppy face on. “It’s late, your friend's parents are gonna let them come? I don’t care, I just don’t want someone’s mom to come lecturing me.”

“It’s only eight! It’ll be a sleepover!”

“Just let her, my parents rarely let friends over when I was her age and I almost rioted against them.” Gunwook suggested. “I’m not her parent, if anything bad happens I’ll get blamed.” Y/n scoffed.

“Please.” Hayun begged. “Fine, just clean up after yourselves.” Y/n gently shoved Hayun away.

“I knew you’d say yes! I already invited them over…they’re almost here.” Hayun confessed. “I know you did. I smelled popcorn the minute I walked in here. Y/n got close to her face and teased her by pinching her cheek.

“Can you guys hangout in your room or something?” Hayun shoved her sister away. “My room?” Y/n gasped. “Are you embarrassed of us?” Y/n turned her head towards Gunwook. “Do you hear this girl?” She scoffed.

“I’m embarrassed of you, not Gunwook.” Hayun said. “Whatever. Just have fun.” Y/n squeezed Hayun’s right cheek for the last time before gesturing to Gunwook. “Let’s go find something to do.” She said as she grabbed her cookies from the cabinet and led the way to her room.

“This is my room. Nothing impressive.” Y/n shrugged as the two walked into the off white colored room. “Damn, you might have more awards than me.” Gunwook chuckled as he saw the amount of awards hung up on the wall and displayed on the girls bookshelf.”

“Best badminton player?” Gunwook’s head tilted slightly as he saw the award on her shelf. “I didn’t know you played badminton?”

“Only for a little.” Y/n was setting her bed up for the two to sit on. “For a year when I was fourteen. I won the award and then I quit.”

“You quit? Why waste talent?” Gunwook asked as he looked back at the girl. “I’m an overachiever. I quit badminton to join the debate club so I can win a medal.” Y/n said. “Damn, you’re worse than me.” Gunwook laughed.

“I blame my parents.” Y/n chuckled. “They’re both overachievers who are perfect for each other.” She patted the spot next to her on her bed, gesturing for him to sit.

“They practically push everything onto me.” Her face scrunched up slightly. “I don’t even want to go to college that bad. My parents want me in medical school.” Gunwook sat on the bed next to her.

“I’m just doing everything because I’m told to, and achieving all that is kind of worthless but feels nice.”

“What do you want to do?” Gunwook asked with pure curiosity. “I don’t know to be honest. If I live life tutoring students then so be it.” She shrugged her shoulders. “It’s almost like it’s all I know now.”

“That’s not true. There must be something you do like, right?” He asked. “You seem to have no control in your life…no offense. It’s just you’re almost graduating soon and you don’t know what you want to do for yourself?”

“You’re so competitive with me over every academic thing but you’re not getting anything out of it. What if you go to medical school, you're rich but not happy?”

Y/n went silent for a second. Processing what Gunwook was saying.

“No offense taken. You’re right, I don’t know what I’m doing with life.” Y/n sighed. “What do you want to do?” Y/n asked to switch the subject to him. “I want to do soccer professionally, if that doesn’t work out I’ll train to be an idol, and if not that then I’ll go to college for Music.”

“I didn’t know you wanted to do that.” Y/n hummed and nodded her head. “I think you’d be a good idol.”

“I’ve never told anyone but Dayeon that, you have to promise to not tell anyone else.” Gunwook panicked and told the girl. “Don’t worry, secrets are safe with me.” She chuckled. “Do you dance too?”

“Yeah, I dance at this studio near my house.”

“Cool. I hope it turns out well for you. You’d be a good professional soccer player as well, it’s your specialty.”

“Yeah, but I don’t want that to be what people only know me for.” He complained. “Like how people know you for being the school’s official tutor.” He teased the girl. “God, I need to quit, but I make a fair amount of money from it.” She groaned and fell back into her pillows.

The two heard a couple of shrieks from the living room. “If they’re watching a horror movie it better be a good one and not some corny one for them to be screaming like that.” Y/n stood up and peaked out her door to check on the girls.

“They’re fine.” She shut her door and went back to lay on her bed.

“That’s good, at least you’re making money. Seriously, when is Shin gonna get off your ass.” Gunwook sighed. “When I told him I wanted to tutor to help you he almost picked a fight with me.”

“Really? How?” Y/n held herself up with her elbow. “He said that you didn’t need help, and said that I was already super busy with being class president and soccer.”

“Well, he’s kind of right. You didn’t need to do that.” Y/n hummed. “I wanted to help you.” Gunwook shrugged his shoulders. “I never really had anything against you, we’re just both equally as competitive and equally as stubborn.”

“Y/n, I mean it when I want us to be cool.” Gunwook nodded his head. “I know.” Y/n said hesitantly. “I’m still getting used to being friends with you.”

“I get it. Just be yourself around me—but not the one where we argue all the time.” He corrected himself. “It gets tiring arguing all the time.” He confessed. “I know.” Y/n had a slight face of disgustment.

“Wanna watch a movie? Or even listen to some music? You like kpop, right?” Y/n asked as she flipped through her CD folder. “Yeah, what do you have?” Gunwook asked as he watched the girl flip through CD’s.

“Same dream, same mind, same night.” Y/n pulled the album CD and put it into her CD player. “By Seventeen, do you listen to them?”

“Who doesn’t?” Gunwook scoffed. “If you don’t then I’ll just assume you’re a loser.” He chuckled. “You’re right, Seventeen is for the cuties.” Y/n agreed as she laid back down on her stomach. “Did you just call me a cutie, Jeon Y/n?” He teased the girl. “Hm, I called myself a cutie. If the shoe fits though.” Y/n mumbled, getting a little reckless due to her tiredness.

“This song is so nice and dreamy, I love it.” Y/n mumbled some more. “Don’t fall asleep on me.” Gunwook laughed as he saw the girl close her eyes for a while. “You’re right. That’d be awkward.” She said as she sat back up.

“It’s getting really late, are your parents still not home yet?” Y/n asked as she checked the time on her watch. “They should be there soon. I should get going as well.” He sighed. “I’ll walk you out.” Y/n stands up and throws a sweater on to walk the boy out.

“I’ll see you tomorrow? At the park, let’s watch Dayeon and Ricky’s game.” Y/n said as she slid her slides on and Gunwook put his shoes on. “Yeah, do you not have any sessions tomorrow?” He asked as the two walked outside to his car.

“I canceled all of them.”

“Woah? All of them? What will Shin say?”

“Screw what he says. I’m sick of his shit.” Y/n groaned. “I’ll see you, okay? Drive safe.” Y/n said.

“I would give you a hug but I feel like we aren’t that cool with each other yet.” Y/n said hesitantly. “Who said that?” Gunwook unexpectedly grabbed the girl by her waist and hoisted her up over his shoulder. “We’re gonna be best friends, Jeon Y/n!” Gunwook spun around in a circle as Y/n laughed and pleaded to get put down.

“Best friends, my ass.” Y/n genuinely laughed, trying to catch her breath. “Goodnight, I’ll see you tomorrow morning.” Y/n chuckled and punched his shoulder.

“Okay, bye.” Gunwook chuckled and finally got into his car. Y/n waved bye until his car was at the end of the street.

She turned around to see Hayun and three of her friends watching her from the window. She walked back to the house and slipped her jacket and shoes off at the doorstep.

“Unnie, was that your boyfriend?” One of Hayun’s friends asked. “No, do you guys think we’re together?” Y/n asked. “Yes! He lifted you up, and even spun you!”

“Yeah, we’re just friends.” Y/n nodded her head. “Don’t stay up too late.” She gave a small smile to Hayun and her friends before walking back to her room.

—

“Hi.” Y/n said as she and Gunwook approached Dayeon who was already with Ricky and Hyunjin. “Hi, you guys seem unusually close lately.” Dayeon pointed out as she pointed to Gunwook’s arm resting on Y/n’s shoulder.

“Yeah, ever since we first started playing games at this park.” Ricky spoke out. “What? Me and Gunwookie are friends now.” Y/n slightly gasped and teased the boy by pinching his cheek.

“She even called him Gunwookie, oh my god we’ve lost her.” Ricky jokes. “This is nice, we’re just not used to it.” Dayeon smiled, talking about the two getting along without any problems. “Trust me, it wasn’t easy for me to get used to it either.” Y/n chuckled.

“When are you guys playing?” Gunwook asked, squinting slightly due to the sun being in his eyes. “Soon. Is hiyyih or hao coming?” Ricky asked. “Hiyyih has a family thing and Hao is on a date.”

“Is Hao still talking to Sung Hanbin?” Dayeon asked, curious on the two’s relationship status due to their known dynamic between the two. “Talking? They’re practically dating now.” Y/n scoffed.

“That’s so crazy. They used to have such a huge rivalry, and now they’re giggling and probably shit talking together.”

“Honestly could be you guys.” Dayeon gestured at Y/n and Gunwook who were standing next to each other almost hip to hip by now. “Pft, no.” Y/n laughed as she took a step away from the boy. “Gunwook’s cute, I’m busy, dating just isn’t in my schedule.”

“So you admit he’s cute?”

“Yeah, I have no shame.” Y/n shrugged her shoulders and looked at the boy who was slightly red. Y/n slowly stopped caring about keeping their rivalry image up. She started to admit things that would’ve made her die hearing it months ago.

“What, I can’t call friends cute.” Y/n said as she saw the stares her friends gave her. “Ouuu, she just friendzoned you.” Ricky teased Gunwook as he patted his shoulder. “You’re cute too, Y/n-ah.” Gunwook ruffled her hair.

“Ugh, I hate you guys.” Dayeon groaned and walked away to the bleachers, the rest following her behind. “Sometimes I miss when you guys used to argue 24/7. People at school are starting to talk.” Dayeon mentioned as she sat down next to Y/n.

“I don’t care anymore, people can talk.” Y/n sighed. “Shin is getting on my ass about me canceling these sessions.” Y/n ran her fingers between her hair, getting it out of her face due to the wind. “I still have good credits and a good GPA, I’m not gonna fail yet it’s like he still wants me to do all this shit.”

“He’s making you do all his dirty work. Just quit it all together.” Hyunjin suggested as she stretched. “But I feel bad for the kids, they actually need help with their studies and Shin isn’t gonna help them with shit.” Y/n sighed.

“I’ll beg him to take half of your students.” Gunwook suggested. “That’s too much, I have like twelve students.” Y/n sighed. “We can split it equally, I take six and you keep six.”

“No, really it’s okay.”

“Y/n, you’re so stubborn just let him help you.” Ricky spoke out. “And so is Gunwook, if you two keep this up you won’t get anywhere.” Dayeon said.

“Fine.” Y/n huffed. “I don’t know how you’ll convince Shin to let you take half of my students.”

—

“Mr. Shin.” Gunwook walked up to his desk. “I wanted to talk to you about something.” Mr. Shin turned his attention to the boy. “What is it?” He asked.

“Wait, Y/n. Can you wait at your seat? I need to talk to you after.” Mr. Shin stopped the girl before she could leave the classroom.

“I wanted to ask if I can tutor more of Y/n’s students? Just half, she has six and I’ll have six. Just to take some things off her back.” Gunwook spoke.

“Why? Y/n is doing fine. Aren’t you super busy with class president duties and soccer? Aren’t you in the debate club too?”

“I assure you I can do this.” Gunwook assured the older man. “Have you noticed how much she’s been canceling?” Gunwook turned his head to the girl behind him.

Mr. Shin sighed. “That’s what I wanted to talk to Y/n about.” He gestured to the girl to come over to his desk. “Y/n, I was told you were seen at the park the other day. You told me you were sick, did you lie to me?”

“Uh—Yes, Mr. Shin.” Y/n said hesitantly. Thinking it was better to tell the truth now than to get caught later. “Why? You have such a bright future ahead. These sessions will help your application look amazing.”

“To be completely honest…I hate doing these sessions. The only good thing that comes out of these is students' grades are improving.”

“What are you saying? You don’t want to go to college? What about medical school? Your parents have spoken very highly of you and how amazing your future will be.”

“Yeah, a future they want. I don’t want to do any of that.” Y/n sighed. “I’ll continue doing the tutor sessions. Only to help the students out. Let Gunwook take half of my students, I have a life of my own. I don’t want to spend my last years of high school spending it in books. I want to make time for myself.”

“I’m not gonna quit it completely, I just want you to understand that I do not have all the time in the world to help other kids while I can barely help myself.”

“You’re good at negotiating, Y/n. Fine, Gunwook can take half your students. Next time tell me the truth. You guys can go now.” He shooed the two out of his room.

“That last part was a little dramatic.” Gunwook mumbled, only for the girl to hear. “I know, I needed to really sell it.” Y/n mumbled back.

—

“I love driving in the spring.” Gunwook shouted as they had blasted music playing through his car. “I love the wind in my face and the warm weather!” He shouted yet again.

“We’re getting stares.” Y/n laughed as she slightly turned down the music. “We’re blasting Seventeen, it’d be weird if we didn’t get stares.” He shrugged his shoulders, pulling into the school parking lot.

“I think it’s because you just drove me to school, not the fact that we’re blasting Seventeen.” Y/n chuckled as she unbuckled her seatbelt.

“Let’s go.” Gunwook turned his car off and unlocked the doors. “Wow, you guys truly stopped giving a fuck.” Hao laughed as the two approached the group of friends that hung around a pillar in the school’s courtyard.

“It was like that one Twilight scene that happened, where all the siblings walk out of the car.” Hiyyih said. “Are we that cool, Hiyyih?.” Y/n smirked. “Cool? Sure, I guess. Big impact? Yes.” Hiyyih laughed.

“I can’t wait to hear what everyone thinks of this.” Dayeon chuckled. “This might be even bigger than me and Hanbin.” Hao raised his eyebrow as he spoke.

“Right, especially since Gunwook and Y/n have had this rivalry shit since middle school.” Hiyyih nodded her head. “I hope they don’t bring up the fact that I talked shit about his pants last week.” Y/n mumbled slightly.

“You’re my biggest hater, y’know that?” Gunwook looked at the girl with widened eyes.

—

All day Y/n heard whispers around her. Either bad or good ones, there was no inbetween.

“Wasn’t she talking shit about him like three days ago? Something about his pants.”

“Yeah, and what about the time she called his sweater ugly? And her huge ass problem of always wanting to beat him at anything?”

“Yeah, she’s just a big fake. I hope he realizes that soon.”

“Y/n, if I beat you to the cafeteria you have to buy me three chocolate bars from the store.” Gunwook spoke out as he sat down in the empty spot next to the girl. “What do I get if I beat you?” Y/n asked.

“You get to borrow my awesome sweater you love.” Gunwook teased. “I might as well then just walk.” Y/n scoffed. “Fine, then you decide what you want.”

The two were waiting for the bell to ring so they could start the bet.

As soon as it did, they sprinted out of the room, they made sure not to bump into anyone on the way out of the room or down the stairs.

Their laughs and giggles were so loud like it was out on the intercom. “You’re more athletic than me, give me a break!” Y/n giggled as she grabbed onto his arm to drag him back and got the chance to move in front of him.

“Was that Park Gunwook and Jeon Y/n?” A classmate said as they saw the pair run past them. “I heard they were friends now, I didn’t believe it. But I guess they’re cool now.” Another one said.

“As expected! I won.” Y/n said as she touched the glass doors of the cafeteria. “Fine, you win.” Gunwook tried to catch his breath. “What do you want?” He put his arm around the girl and walked her towards the cafeteria line.

“Hm, give me some time to think about it.” Y/n nodded her head. “How did you guys not get in trouble for running? I jog in the hallways one time and I get detention.” Ricky said, cutting the people in front of him to get to the two. “Because it’s almost the end of the year, teachers don’t care.” Y/n smirked.

“Have you heard the whispers Y/n?” Ricky asked. “Duh. People are calling me fake. It doesn’t bother me much. I know me and Gunwook are cool with each other so I don’t really care.” She rolled her eyes. “Yeah, these people need to get over it.”

“Y/n’s just my biggest hater, I don’t really mind. It’s kind of cute, she’s like obsessed with me.” Gunwook sneered. “I am not obsessed with you.” Y/n chuckled. “You wish I was.”

—

Everyone started to get used to the fact that Y/n and Gunwook we’re friends now. The two did often still argue about test grades and stuff but it was nothing to the extreme. It was all jokes now.

Sometimes they even would do tutor sessions together and it went by smoothly. The two also had gotten more comfortable with each other, everyone else had noticed this as well.

It started with the little things, like Gunwook resting his arm on her shoulder, Gunwook leaning his head a little too close to Y/n’s shoulder, then giving hugs before saying bye, Gunwook’s teasing got ‘worse’, he would tickle and throw her over his shoulders.

Y/n didn’t mind, she actually quite liked her friendship with Gunwook now. It’s cute and heartwarming especially when you consider their bad past.

The two hung out a lot, even when they didn’t have anything to do they would just listen to Seventeen and talk or study in silence even. That’s how comfortable they were now, they could sit in silence and study with no ounce of discomfort in the air.

The two endearingly tease each other. They unconsciously flirt and it goes over both of their heads. Calling each other cute, ruffling each other's hair, squeezing one’s cheek, and tickling each other.

People started to think they were a couple and not friends. It was hard to believe really, everyone at school was shocked to see how comfortable and touchy the two were with each other.

“Y/n.” Gunwook groaned as he dramatically leaned into the girl sitting next to him. “What.” Y/n dragged out her word. “Why did you give me your worst students ever?” He said with a pout. “They aren’t bad, they’re just so in love with you that they can’t focus.” She laughed out loud.

“Now, go, you have a shift and I have a session soon.” Y/n pushed the boy off of her. “Fine, I’ll see you later.” Gunwook sighed and walked over to the counter.

After Y/n's session she fell asleep. She usually does but doesn’t worry because Gunwook is around the corner.

Y/n was shaken awake. “Gunwook? Is your shift over?” She mumbled as she slowly lifted her head up. “Oh—Sorry, do you need to sit here?” Y/n asked, suddenly standing up as she saw a man a few years older than her.

“Sorry, miss. You were sleeping and something bad could’ve happened.” The man gently put his hand on her shoulder, caressing it. “Heh, yeah.” Y/n awkwardly laughed as she shifted around slightly. “Uhm—thank you for waking me—my boyfriend is almost here!” Y/n looked at her watch. She gently pushed the man’s hand away but he put it back on her, going up and down her arm, slowly.

She knew Gunwook’s shift was about to end and had really hoped he would be quick to get his things together.

“Baby!” Y/n shouted as Gunwook came from around the corner. He was shocked, but quickly understood the situation as he saw the uncomfortable expression on the girl's face.

“Sorry for taking too long, how was your session?” Gunwook said as he pulled the girl into his arms and kissed her forehead. “It was good! I accidentally fell asleep again.” Y/n said as she put one of her backpack straps on her shoulder and put her other arm around Gunwook’s.

The two walked out of the store still arm in arm.

“God, that guy was such a creep.” Y/n scoffed. “He tried to act like some savior, saying he woke me up because something bad could’ve happened, then he started caressing my arm.” Y/n got the shivers.

“Please stop falling asleep after your sessions, especially in public places.” Gunwook expressed his concern. “I don’t want anything bad happening to you.” Gunwook locked eyes with the girl.

“Thank you, for helping me.” Y/n nodded and gave him a small smile.

“I’ll always be there to help you.”

—

For the past couple weeks Y/n has started to feel different around Gunwook. Not a bad difference, just a difference she wasn’t used to…

She started to notice how long their hugs actually lasted, how long his hands lingered in her hair when he’d get it out of her face due to the wind, and how many hours the two actually spent together on a free day.

She liked all those things mentioned. She enjoyed spending time with Gunwook, she enjoyed his hugs, and she enjoyed his lingering touches when he’d tease her or play with her hair.

She also started to notice the swirly butterfly feeling that spread throughout her body around the boy.

She really didn’t want to admit it but deep down she knew. She had started to take a liking for Park Gunwook, in the way where she wanted him to hold her in his arms for as long as he could.

“Y/n-ah, stop staring so hard.” Hiyyih broke Y/n’s focus on the field. “What, I can’t stare at him? He’s the star player.” Y/n turned her head to look at the blonde. “What’s going on between you two?” Hiyyih asked.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean literally almost all of us can sense the odd tension between you and him.” Y/n sighed at that. “So—yes I’ve been feeling a little odd around him. So what?”

“So what? So what about fixing that odd tension? Something bad didn’t happen, right?” Hiyyih asked with concern. “No, nothing bad!” Y/n rushed to say. “Okay, listen. I think I might have feelings for Gunwook in more than a friend way.” Y/n confessed.

“Fina-fucking-ly.” Hiyyih bursted out laughing. “Why are you laughing so hard? What do you mean?” Y/n was confused and lost.

“You're so oblivious. Gunwook has had such a huge crush on you for like—ever!”

“How? Did he tell you guys something?”

“Not exactly. Dayeon told me how much he loved seeing your cute little pouty face you make when you get mad. Why do you think he teases you so much?” Hiyyih had a smug smile on her face. “What if he doesn’t and that’s just his personality?”

“Just take the chance.”

—

Y/n has started to observe Gunwook’s behavior around her. She was confused on how there could be a chance that Gunwook did like her like that. He was so normal and calm around the girl, there was no sign of shyness at all, so how could he see the girl in that way?

“Gunwook,” Y/n said. Interrupting silence that was there. “Yeah?” He lifted his head from his notebook.

The two were studying in Y/n’s room.

“I heard something about you, and I don’t know if it’s true or not. I just wanted to ask.” Y/n said hesitantly. “What is it?” The boy asked. “Do you have a big fat crush on me?” Y/n said in a teasing tone to make it less embarrassing to ask.

“You wish I did!” Gunwook jokes and started poking at her torso with his pen. “No seriously though. I heard you tease me because you like my mad pouty face.” Y/n said seriously this time.

“Yah! Did Dayeon rat me out to you?!” Gunwook panicked. “So it’s true!?” Y/n laughed. “Ugh—I don’t—I don’t even know!” Gunwook spit out. “What do you mean you don’t know?” Y/n asked.

“I don’t know if what I feel for you is THAT.” Gunwook emphasized on the ‘that’.

“Kiss me then.” Y/n suggested, cringing at what she had just said. “Oh my god, ew I can’t believe you just said that.” Gunwook almost gagged. “What? It’s just a kiss.”

“Where is all this confidence coming from, oh my god.” Gunwook’s ears turned red. “It’s a win-win, we kiss and you figure out if you like me or not.” Y/n said.

“Do you just want to kiss me?” Gunwook asked, eyes slightly widened. “Oh my god, a girl is suggesting you kiss her and you still haven’t?” Y/n scoffed. “You’re so clueless.” Y/n shook her head as she mumbled. “Let’s just—forget about this.” Y/n went back to her book.

—

Y/n had been even more odd and off around Park Gunwook ever since that situation between the two happened. She tried not to distance herself but it failed. She happened to take in two more students to tutor to fill in her time so she won’t have any to hang out with the boy.

“I’m sorry, Gunwook. I have to tutor after school.” Y/n said apologetically. “It’s Friday, you don’t have any on Friday’s.” Gunwook knew Y/n’s schedule in and out. “I took two more students in. I have one at four and another at five.” Y/n nodded her head.

“Why would you do that? Didn’t you give me half of your students so you can have more time?”

“I don’t know. They were Danielle’s students but I know she is going back to Australia so I told her I can take them.” Danielle Marsh was another girl who helped tutor students.

“Are you planning to tutor students the whole summer too?” Gunwook jokes. “If I have too.” Y/n sheepishly chuckled. “Seriously? You should drop all the sessions this summer.” Gunwook said.

“Why?” Y/n asked. “I’ve got nothing better to do.” Y/n said. “Because we’re gonna be hanging out all summer, duh? And the whole crew as well.”

“Well—I actually have a soccer camp the first two weeks of summer.” Gunwook interrupted his own thoughts. “But after that we can hang out all day everyday!” He said with excitement. “I don’t want to take you away from hanging with your other friends. I heard you barely hang out with them anymore.” Y/n glanced down at the floor, not wanting to look Gunwook in the eyes.

“What’s up with you? You’re being weird.” Gunwook’s eyebrows furrowed. “I’m not being weird, it’s the truth. What about your other friends?”

“They don’t really care, they have their own lives, they’re busy doing their own things.” Gunwook was starting to get a little frustrated with the girl. “Seriously what’s up with you.” He scoffed.

“Nothing’s up.” Her shoulders shrug. “Something’s definitely up. Why won’t you tell me?” Gunwook gently shoved the girl's shoulder. “Because it’s so stupid, you’ll probably laugh at me and then walk away.” Y/n spat out and walked away in the direction of Hiyyih’s brother’s car before the boy could get a chance to say anything else.

—

“Dayeon, Y/n has been acting weird, have you noticed?” Gunwook asked the girl. “No, she’s normal around me. Why, is something up with you two?” Dayeon asked, looking up from her phone.

“I don’t even know. She’s being weird around me, I don’t know if I did something or if I said something.”

“Did anything happen before she started acting like that?” Dayeon asked. “Just—ugh promise you won’t tell this to anyone.” Gunwook sighed. “Promise.” Dayeon’s face slightly scrunched up.

“A few weeks back Y/n asked me if I liked her in more than a friend way. I said I don’t even know and then she suggested I kiss her. I just said some random shit because I didn’t want to kiss her and turn all red. Then she said “A girl is suggesting you kiss her and you still haven’t.” and said to forget about it. I listened to her and haven't thought about it.”

“Oh my god! You’re so pathetic, I can’t believe you did that.” Dayeon let out a mixture of a scoff and a laugh. “I thought she was just fucking with me.” Gunwook said. “Clearly she wasn’t. She wants to kiss you bro. Clearly she likes you.”

“Y/n is the type to shut down and give up when it comes to shit like this. Take the chance before she loses feelings. I heard this junior likes her, so get her before he does.”

—

Gunwook realized how distanced Y/n had been now that Dayeon had put that thought into his head. She had been getting awfully close to this junior she was tutoring. They had been hanging out on different occasions that did not in fact involve studying.

“Y/n,” Gunwook called out to the girl in a whisper, who was currently tutoring the said junior in the library. “Y/n, can I talk to you real quick?” He asked, Y/n looked a little annoyed at the boy’s interruption.

“What is it?” Y/n said in a frustrated tone as the boy pulled her behind a bookshelf. “Nothing, I just wanted to talk to you.” Gunwook said with a cheesy smile. “Gunwook, seriously? I’m busy.” Y/n scoffed. “I just miss hanging and talking with you. You’re spending all your time with that junior.” Gunwook scoffed and slightly pointed in the direction of the junior.

“And what’s wrong with that?”

“Nothing—nothing is wrong with that. I just want to know what I did wrong and why you barely talk to me anymore.”

“You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Then why are you being like this right now.”

“Because—fuck it.” Y/n mumbled the swears that came out of her mouth. “Because, Gunwook I like you. More than a friend, and clearly you don’t. I was just distancing myself so I can get over you.” Y/n finally confessed.

Gunwook was left speechless at that. “See, you don’t even know what to say.” Y/n huffed and walked away but was stopped at the grip of a hand holding her back.

“Y/n, you didn’t even get to say anything.” Gunwook sighed. “I like you, I have for like—ever honestly. I only realized it just a couple weeks ago.”

“Are you just messing with me?”

“No, why would I? I do like you Y/n. I’m not messing with you, this is not a joke at all. I like to spend time with you, I like when you try and argue with me all the time, even when it’s unnecessary and pointless I still argue back because of that fucking face you make. You’re like the death of me!” Gunwook shouted a little too loud, getting a couple looks.

“I like the way you want to achieve things that aren’t even beneficial to you—like who the hell needs to be declared the best pancake maker? No one but you, you have that same competitive fire as me, I thought it’d be hell if I met someone exactly like me but I love to talk and challenge you to anything.”

“Everyone might hate when we argue because it’s annoying and a distraction but I love it, because of that stupid pout you put on.”

Y/n was silent. She didn’t know what to say, she did not expect Gunwook to be so heartfelt to her. Her head slightly dropped down to look at the floor, scared she’d start crying if she looked him in the eyes.

“And I’m so mad that I didn’t kiss you that day. I was so embarrassed that I’d start to stutter and become all red because of a little kiss.” Gunwook’s hands palmed each side of her cheek so the girl could lock eyes with him.

“If I can—If you’ll let me. Can I kiss you?” Gunwook asked boldly, not as shy as he was the day Y/n asked him too. Y/n slowly nodded her head as a few tears rolled down her eyes.

The kiss was short but sweet. Their hearts were racing so fast it could almost malfunction.

“I can’t believe I’m crying in the library.” Y/n said, embarrassed as her head slightly went down.

“It’s normal to cry.” Gunwook wiped the girl's tears with the pad of his thumbs. “Does this mean we’re dating now?” Gunwook said, muffed into the girls hair as they were hugging.

“Yeah, I honestly don’t do this dating shit so I think so.” Y/n said nonchalantly which made Gunwook laugh. “Okay—Jeon Y/n, will you be my girlfriend?” Gunwook said as he pulled himself away from the girl to get a good look at her.

“If I say yes that means you have to admit that I’m better academically than you.”

“You are academically better than me, Jeon Y/n.”

“Then, yes.” Y/n stood on her tippy toes and pecked the boy's cheek.

—

The two decided to keep their relationship hidden from everyone so they could just enjoy each other's time and company without any whispers, rumors, or teasing.

It was going really smoothly. They two had unexpectedly not been awkward about it. They had to make up random excuses on why they couldn’t hang out because they two had scheduled meet up’s and dates.

The only person that did know about the two was Hayun. Hayun didn’t even go to the same school as the two so they didn’t mind telling her.

Gunwook and Hayun got along well and Y/n really liked that. She liked that Hayun liked Gunwook and Gunwook liked Hayun. The two would sometimes gang up on Y/n, she didn’t like that but she liked that the two had gotten close and have a good relationship of their own. After all, her little sister and her boyfriend are probably the people she adores the most in life.

It was hard for her to hide it from Hiyyih, especially since that’s her best friend and she can notice when something is different. She noticed how Y/n had been much happier and was glowing with positivity.

Gunwook knew how hard that must’ve been for her so he agreed to not tell Gyuvin or Dayeon.

Either way the friends would figure out the truth themselves. Or they would catch them secretly kissing one day.

And that they did! They were not that surprised, they had started suspecting it when the two were not available at the same time.

The teasing lasted for about three weeks.

“I almost forgot they were together.” Gyuvin audibly gagged at the sight of the two sitting at a booth with their hands on each other. “Get used to it.” Gunwook threw a fry at his friend as he sat down next to Dayeon and Hiyyih who were squeezed into the seats in front of them.

“I think it’s kind of cute. How they used to despise and hate each other but now they’re all lovey dovey with each other.” Hiyyih said. “Lovey dovey? When Gunwook went to the bathroom she literally called his shirt ugly.” Dayeon said with a tone of disbelief.

“What—you said I looked cute today.” Gunwook gasped and looked at the girl on the side of him. “Because you are cute! The shirt just isn’t.” Y/n smiled cheekily.

“You’re such a hater. You love to hate me.”

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Crisis Talks

Hidden Makeup

Overworking

Prove It

Shampoo

Fearful

Please Noona

Secret Relationship

Packed Bag

Headcanons:

Dating Yeonjun A-Z

Dad Yeonjun A-Z

Husband Yeonjun A-Z

Best Friend Yeonjun A-Z

Overworking

Baking Mishaps

Paper

Headcanons:

Dating Soobin A-Z

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Christmas With Soobin A-Z

Husband Soobin A-Z

Best Friend Soobin A-Z

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Exhaustion

Your Niece Calls Him Uncle

Headcanons:

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Clock

Taking Care Of Him When He Injures Himself

Headcanons:

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He Comes Home From Tour

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You Suffer With Intense Periods

Their Plus Size Partner Feels Insecure

You’re In Labour

You Fall Asleep With Your Makeup Still On

He Teases You Because You’re Blushing

Another Member Interrupts You Both

You Take Care Of Him After A Long Day

You Jump Easily At Loud Noises

You Join Him On Tour

He Comforts You During A Panic Attack

You Have A Nightmare Whilst Home Alone

You Have A Fear Of Needles

You Kiss Him Because You Want Something

You Trace Against Him Absentmindedly

You Have Chronic Pain

You Have A Night Sweat

They Have A Crush On Their Noona

The Other Members Find A Photo Of You As His Lock Screen

He Is The Little Spoon

He Waits Up For You After An Argument

He Empties A Drawer In His Room For You

You Visit Him During A MV Shoot

You Speak In Your Native Language Around Him

He Worries That You’re Falling Out Of Love With Him

You Play Pranks On Him

The Two Of You Argue Just Before He Goes On Tour

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pairing: choi beomgyu x fem!reader. genre: strangers to friends to lovers, fluff. wc: 800?. warnings: this man is absolutely astronomically down bad. an: i’m going to pretend this isn’t self-indulgent. bonus points for anyone who correctly guesses who the inspiration for this beomgyu is 🤪

your eyes sparkle. your lips curl up. they dig into your cheeks and crease the edges of your eyes. you tilt your head back. and then that smile, already lethal enough as is, cracks open and you laugh.

this sequence, this magnificent spectacle, plays in slow motion for beomgyu. it is a mesmerizing spell that had been burned into his retinas from the very moment you first honoured him with it–monday, or just now, he wasn’t sure. every time felt like the first.

laughter, beautiful, raging-manic-drugged-up-butterfly-unleashing laughter spills from your lips and wraps around the racing heart in his chest so firmly he has to gasp for air. he’s pretty sure this sight deserved the top spot on the list of the world’s seven wonders, but he also wanted to drag you into a room and have it all to himself.

and he did that. him. little old beomgyu pulled that look, that sound out of you.

you were going to be his. you didn’t know it yet, but you were.

“tomatoes, beomgyu? really?” you say between the breaths with which you’re trying to control your laughter. his heart swells a little more every time you say his name, and he’s certain one day it’s just going to burst right out of his chest and snuggle into yours. you manage to contain yourself and his heart drops, but the smile remains so he deems it still a win. “what do you have against tomatoes?”

“they’re pure evil,” he grins as you dab away the tears in your eyes with your fingers. he decides right then and there that these kinds of tears are the only tears that are allowed to fall from your eyes. “they’re designed to be imposters! i mean, look, they’ve got the look of a vegetable, but they’re a fruit! not to mention, they’re too slimy to really taste like either.”

you giggle, and tomatoes are suddenly his favourite fruit in the world. he’d start a small country and make tomatoes the national fruit, it’d be on the flag too. “fair enough. but you believe that’s why they’re plotting a revolution?”

“think about it,” he shrugs, brushing obstructing strands of hair from his eyes, “no one would ever see it coming.”

you shake your head and sigh, your hair falling over your face. he aches to reach over and tuck it away; he wanted to always see all of you. but he thinks better of it. he would take things slow, have you see how great he was first. there was nothing cool about being irredeemably down bad for someone from the second he laid eyes on them.

the campus café was quiet this time of the evening. most students were either comfortably in their dorms, or partying in someone else’s. on any other night, beomgyu, too, would have been with a solo cup in hand at heeseung’s, but now you were here. you had transferred from another university in the city and, with his luck, you were in the same major, in the same year and had been grouped together for an assignment.

needless to say, professor cho is his hero.

“beomgyu,” you say, pulling him out of his daze. he then decides that beomgyu must be the most beautiful name in existence, second only to yours, because why else would his heart skip a beat when you say it. your smile has vanished, and you’re looking at him in a way that makes him nervous.

“why aren’t the others coming?”

he fights the surprise off from his face. his mind is blank. how was he to tell you that he told them you moved the groupwork date to tomorrow, because he hoped to have you alone today. because talking about tomatoes with you was infinitely more important than some guy called leonardo da vinci and whatever the hell he did.

he observes your face, starting from your cute little chin and ending with your big, beautiful eyes. he realizes that this look is telling him that you know. you know they aren’t coming, and that you could have possibly known for the whole three hours you’ve sat there. he feels his heart in his throat, two feet from disembarking on the journey to the palm of your hand.

“do you wanna go somewhere with me?” he asks, a little more breathlessly than he had hoped. that smile, that weapon of mass destruction sent by God Himself to make him a holy man, makes a reappearance and it’s all he can do not to fall to his knees.

“i’d go anywhere with you,” you mumble. and then your eyes widen with realization and your face turns pink.

he fires heeseung a text, yea, no, dude, idc. this woman is going to have all my babies.

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[beomie3]

tokyo - choi beomgyu

pairing: boyfriend!beomgyu x fem!reader

word count: 10.6k

summary: the neon-lit towers which surround you are might bright. but in his eyes, you shine brightest. the adventures of two lovers in tokyo. ~coming of age film~ vibes.

contents: some cursing, established relationship, romance, physical touch, fluff, mostly just tooth rotting fluff. it’s a wholesome story :)

a/n: this is for those of you who love fluff! and there will be a part two of this story for those who also enjoy smut. stay tuned!

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♬ [soundtrack] 

wonder - adoy

cinnamon - jome

robbers - the 1975

midnight city - m83

photograph - offonoff

the movies - nightly

ghosting - txt

lost in japan - shawn mendes

two of us on the run - lucius

twenty something - nightly

hazy - vulpix

moonlight - dhruv

tek it - cafune

bloom - the paper kites

have you ever been in love? - the ivy

immerse yourself in the story & listen while you read to heighten your experience :)

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his wristwatch struck twelve; signaling the halfway mark for your long awaited flight. the plane soared over distant cities as you lazily drifted your eyes to the oval window, gazing out at the blurred lights of twinkling buildings against the night sky thousands of feet below you. occasionally glancing over at your boyfriend's wrist to get a peek at the time as his hand rested in your lap.

shifting in your seat as you listened to the gentle hum of the airplane, the warmth of beomgyu's cinnamon scented hoodie engulfed your senses as your snuggled closer to him. taking a peek up, his eyes were fluttered closed in a gentle slumber, the dim blue glow of the airplane lights illuminating his pretty face. an earbud hung loosely from his ear, the other plugged into yours sharing it as the nostalgic tune of wonder by adoy seeped into your guy's ears, only you awake to hear your mutually favorite song.

the earbud fell out of your drowsy boyfriend's ear as he shifted in his seat; lazily adjusting to rest his cheek on the crown of your head while you hugged his arm. as you tried to return the earbud back to its place in his ear, his dark brown eyes fluttered open, still heavy from sleep. he softly smiled as your sleepy eyes met, momentarily closing his to release a long, awakening exhale through his nose before opening them again.

with no shame of being in a public area, you cuddled one another, limbs intertwined perfectly as always. he placed a kiss on the crown of your head as he held you tightly in his embrace, the faint vanilla scent of your hair controlling his senses as he snuggled closer to you. your sweet fragrance; his favorite in the world. and his cozy cinnamon scent; your favorite in the world. you two went so well together, even your fragrances intermingled as perfectly as your embrace; a sweet concoction of love.

he gazed out at the mysteriously dark sky as the plane jetted through the air smoothly, humming the tune of a song gently against your hair as you felt your heart rate slow. before you knew it, you were off into a gentle slumber; trading places with your boyfriend as he was now wide awake, only duty in mind to keep you warm and safe. his soft, deep voice your weakness; irresistibly falling asleep to it as his hum melted in your brain like honey.

two hours passed as beomgyu cradled you in the arms of his soft jacket, raking his gentle fingers through your hair as he watched the twinkling city grow as the plane descended little by little. the once small buildings transforming into their true height by the minute.

eventually, the abrupt voice of the flight attendant awoke you from your sleep. she had walked by, notifying beomgyu that it was time to awaken his girlfriend from his lap as the plane is preparing for landing; t-30 minutes. as much as he wanted to let you enjoy your nap, he lightly rubbed circles against your cheek to wake you up in the gentlest way possible.

this was your cue to groggily push your body out of sleep, awakening to your boyfriend's cradling warmth. this was normal to you though, as you both had woken up every morning in each other's arms for the past three years. but every time you woke up to his touch, his face, his voice; it felt like it was the first, your heart doing somersaults at the sensation of his soft fingers on your face.

"hi baby," his gentle voice hummed as you fluttered an eye open to look up at him, head in his chest as your eyes met. you couldn't help but grin, overtaken by happiness at the mere sight of him. the way his gentle eyes smiled, eyelashes resting on the tops of his cheeks as he gazed down at you. the outline of his pretty eyebrows under his russet tinted hair. full lips drawn up to expose the adorable dimple on his cheek. perfection.

as you slowly came back to your senses, you noticed a change in the ambiance of the plane. murmurs from the people around you pointing out their window, drawing your attention to the glow coming from the window at your right. at the sight, you slowly sat up and neared your face to the oval window, eyes wonder-struck as you gaped at the huge city below you. tokyo skyscrapers shimmered beautifully against the night sky, contrasting like ying and yang.

"beom look!" you whisper-yelled to your boyfriend and you excitedly pointed at the gorgeous scene. he leaned over you, resting his chin on your shoulder as he peered down at the neon-lit structures. his arms wrapped around your waist as he hummed in delight at the view, warm chest pressed to your back as you two sat taking in the mere beauty of the city you dreamed of coming to since you were a little girl.

beomgyu only observed the scene for a moment longer before his eyes became plastered onto something much more beautiful in his eyes; your face, still fresh from sleep. he loved to watch your expression light up in pure excitement at the sight of your favorite city; one you had only seen in youtube videos and travel websites countless times. and here it was now, right in front of your eyes, drenched in sheer mystery as large skyscrapers towered over the tiny dots of cars on the long streets. your heart beating faster as the adrenaline set in place at the sight.

his heart became filled with joy at the sight of your toothy grin grow wider by the second, forehead pressed against the window like a kid seeing snow for the first time. he recalled the nights you had been up studying until you were fighting sleep, all while balancing working overtime at your low paying job. you had been trying to save up for this trip for years. beomgyu found that fascinating because tokyo had also been on his bucket list since he could remember.

three years ago; since the day he fell in love with you, beomgyu made it his mission to make that dream of yours come true one of these days. to give you the dream vacation you deserve, especially after all of your hard work. for beomgyu, coming to tokyo is cool indeed. but the truth is, his dream had already come true of being with you, arms wrapped around your frame as you smiled widely. that was all he needed to be happy. to be with you.

although he didn't show it, beomgyu had been running on about 4 hours of sleep every night, working extra hard just so he could save up the last bit you two needed to make your dream a reality. he loved you so much that he would do anything for you; losing some sleep to work extra hard didn't phase him one bit. as long as you were happy. he was happy.

"wowwwww," you whispered against the glass, fogging up the window due to your close proximity. beomgyu's eyes still glued to his beautiful girl, he inched his lips to your cheek, placing them on your soft skin as a small token of his love.

you nuzzled into him, heart electrified as you couldn't feel any happier with anyone else. the nights you spent beyond exhausted felt they had payed off in this moment. but he had always been there by your side; rubbing comforting circles in your back as you groaned at your computer screen, not even half way through your third college essay of the week. he would run you hot baths to soothe your aching muscles from working all day. you loved him so much; never in your life had someone treated you so well, given you more love than you thought was even possible. you pondered out the window, not even entirely sure how you could possibly repay him for everything he's done.

his doe eyes lit up as you turned your head to find him staring at you, his pretty lips drawn up at each corner as the dim lighting outlined his delicate features; recalling the first moment you had locked eyes years ago. he was no longer the blonde haired boy from freshman year of college, but now a man; his once round facial features now sharpened, voice deepened, and a few inches taller. sure, he had matured and gone through changes. but what had remained the same; his eyes - large and almond shaped filled with glittering stars, shining brighter than the view from your window. infinitely engulfing you with their beauty since the first day you gazed into them.

you found yourself sinking deeper in love than ever before. sitting next to the love of your life; only twenty something, but feeling like two excited kids on an airplane, hearts racing as you helped each other buckle into the seats, hands tightly interlaced as the plane sped toward the landing strip. excited giggles and mutually aching cheeks from smiling so hard. he is your absolute love and you will cherish these special moments forever.

~

walking through the airport has always been something fun for you, nostalgia seeping into your senses as people frantically walked to their gate; some excited and some not. but you were more than excited; a skip in your step as you pulled beomgyu's hand, listening to his cute giggles as you pointed at every gift shop and mini cafe in sight.

but one small thing you seemed to notice were the stares that the two of you were getting. mainly girls gawking over your boyfriend. a tall, dashingly handsome man with soft, auburn hair who sported a comfortable, yet fashionable outfit. the cozy black hooded jacket you had snuggled into the entire plane ride, a white mock neck tee poking through and some black pants accompanied by a pair of black high top converse. but since it was him, he made the outfit look ten times better by simply walking with his unique combination of confidence and poise as he clutched your hand tightly. of course his beautifully mysterious aura attracted the eye of many.

and he couldn't help but notice the stares of men on your end, secretly irritated when he caught some of their eyes drifting to places only he felt authorized to look at. your beautiful figure couldn't help but be gazed upon, glowing skin and soft eyes made anyone double take as they walked by. its true; both of you are a striking couple, turning heads wherever you went. it was quite obvious you both picked up on this through the years, but you mutually felt like the luckiest people on earth. walking hand in hand with the most beautiful person you both had ever laid eyes on.

the two of you stopped into a small shop and you split up for a moment to buy each other a surprise gift. it was like a tradition for you; split up for five minutes, take turns to purchase the mystery items separately, and then counting down from three before opening your eyes to reveal each other's gifts. you fluttered your eyes open to his cupped palms which held a small brown bear; hands down most adorable bear he had gotten you. examining it, you noticed japanese kanji stitched into its side, drawing your curiosity as you didn't know how to read kanji due to it's difficultly.

jumping into his arms out of pure joy, kissing his cheek in gratitude. "gyu, i love it! what does this say?" you tapped on the textured material of the dark brown stitching on its side. to your knowledge, beomgyu could write, read, and speak japanese enough to get the two of you through your trip. and to be honest, he spoke it as well as he did korean. he just wouldn't admit it.

"it says little bear," he confirmed, giving you a sweet grin. deep down, you wondered what he would sound like speaking a language other than korean or english. hearing his satoori always had your heart doing flips, so you wondered what he sounded like speaking the pretty language of japanese.

you had bought him a keychain. a pink and white one decorated with plastic cherry blossoms- rested in your palms as you offered it to him; it drew your attention because they're his two favorite colors. he smiled widely, pecking you on the lips and snuggling into your neck in gratitude. you pulled him close, exchanging a warm embrace and sneaking in another kiss.

you nuzzled your head into his shoulder as you made your way through the airport to pick your bags up at the gate. he squeezed your hand tighter inviting a small blush to creep on your cheeks as you look over at your beautiful boy; a small grin on his lips, guiding you through the airport with excited eyes. you truly felt like the luckiest girl in the world.

~

after dropping your stuff off at the hotel you two would be staying at for the next week and a half, the rumble of your stomach notified beomgyu it was time to eat; or better yet, time to try the 24-hour ramen place that you had been telling him about since the day the two of you shared an elective in college. the class where you two first met and became friends.

"you know what i'm thinkin'?" his honey voice calls out as you smiled down at the little bear he had bought you at the airport, it's adorable glassy eyes connecting your heart to it at an instant. you look over at your boyfriend, intrigued by his playful tone. his lips were pursed in a v shape; the most adorable hint of mystery laced in his expression. the face he made whenever he had a spontaneous idea.

"what is it beomie?" your lips drawn in a greater smile than before.

"lets go to try that ramen place you've been telling me about since we were like- seventeen," he added, nodding his head slowly grooving with the beat of his own suggestion. looking down at your phone to check the time, you grinned.

"but it's like 3am?" you furrowed your brows in a faux manner, just to see his reaction. the idea of going out to that restaurant late at night had struck excitement deep within you. mentally applauding your boyfriend for always having the best spontaneous ideas. if you gave him a kiss for every time he came up with a fun idea in the dead of night when the two of you got bored, you'd simply die kissing him forever.

he got up from the king sized bed as you stood by the hotel's small desk, quickly striding over to you as if he was on a mission.

"who gives a care that it's 3am. my girlfriend is hungry and she deserves to eat at tokyo's best ramen place." he looked down at your hands.

"do you care, little bear?" he tilted his head cutely at the bear in your palm, slightly protruding his lips and cooing his voice; your heart warming at his cute tone. then, to mimic as if the bear was alive, beomgyu used his index and thumb to hold onto its small head, twisting it side to side in a 'no' manner.

"see! little bear doesn't care either," he shrugged, making puppy eyes at you. those eyes you could never say no to. eyes you couldn't ever resist.

you giggled, cheeks slightly dusted as your lips couldn't possibly grow into a bigger smile. your quick nod was his cue to grab onto your hand, pulling you out the hotel door. placing kisses on the back of his hand as he pulled you along, interlacing your fingers tightly with his.

and there you two were, walking hand in hand down the vibrantly lit streets of tokyo, enjoying the slightly chilly weather and the way crosswalks bustled with people even at this hour. hardly able to contain your excitement as you walked the famous shibuya crossing, jumping up and down as you neared the restaurant.

a sudden burst of flash took you by surprise as your head was angled up, gazing at the bright lights and advertisements that decorated the glass buildings around you. he couldn't help but capture this exact moment; your delicate, smiling face illuminated by the reflection of turquoise and magenta lights of the neon city. you were simply an angel in his eyes. 

"heyy!" you scrunched your nose at the realization beomgyu had taken a picture of you with his baby blue polaroid, your hand coming up to cover the camera lens as he smiled widely. satisfied, he waved the polaroid picture between his fingers to help it develop faster; eager to see your beautiful picture.

"you should take a picture of that!" you motioned as he followed your pointing finger to the tokyo tower which sparked from afar. complying, he held his camera up to his eye but hesitated to press the button, quickly bringing the camera away from his face at the realization of something.

"i have a better idea," turned to face you, flipping the camera around so that you now see the both of your reflections in the small, square-shaped mirror on the front of it. stretching his arm to hold the camera up and out, angling it down to capture the two of you.

he wrapped his arm around you, bringing you closer as you returned the hug, bringing your face up to his to pose for the selfie. but before he could snap the photo, you turned his face with your hand, pressing his lips to yours as the flash signaled the polaroid would now process as a photo of you kissing; the tokyo tower in frame sparkling from afar.

he slowly fluttered his eyes open, mere inches away from yours as he pulled you in again for another sweet kiss, savoring the moment of pure euphoria like two lovers in a coming of age film; standing in the middle of a bustling crowd like the only two people to exist. and that's how it really felt. he was the only one you could look at. and you were the only one that caught his eye even amongst the striking city.

~

"i'll have the spicy shoyu ramen please!" you nodded happily, closing your menu and sliding it slowly over to the waiter who stood with a pen and paper at the end of your booth. he gave a professional nod before tucking your discarded menu under his arm and shifting his gaze to your boyfriend who's nose was still buried in his own menu.

"aaaaand i'll take theeeee... tonkotsu ramen with a side of spicy shrimp umani please," he nodded excitedly, handing his menu to the waiter who scribbled furiously in his note pad. you immediately snapped your neck to give beomgyu a flabbergasted look at the word 'shrimp' leave his mouth.

he could already read your mind before you opened your mouth to say anything, he did his explaining. "i know i know- i just thought you know what, we're on vacation together, i might as well try something new," he shrugged, using his fingers as a drum against the table's edge.

"but beom... you h a t e shrimp," you neared your face to his, disbelief still written on your face as you carefully examined his expression. he seemed to be wearing his poker face though, because not one ounce of worry would surface onto his features. you backed away slowly, hands up in defeat.

"alright we'll see how this goes," you snickered as a smile found its way to your lips followed by a laugh. he kept drumming a tune on the table, nodding his head along to the beat as he stuck his lips out like a little duck, furrowing his eyebrows under his pretty hair. his adorableness made you laugh harder, his cheek too irresistible not to kiss.

after a few miscellaneous games of rock paper scissors, staring contests, and playing footsies under the table, the waiter returned with two steaming bowls of ramen. suddenly, a gasp escaped your lips at the sight of a plate with about four humungous, full-size shrimp on it, drizzled with some red sauce which was placed in front of your boyfriend. and these weren't just shrimp tails. oh no- these were literal ENTIRE shirmp; eyes, legs and all.

once the waiter had departed, your hand slapped across your mouth as beomgyu sat frozen with eyes so wide, you thought they would fall out of his head and into his ramen. mouth agape, eyebrows raised, followed by the twitch of his eye made you lose it, a laugh bubbling from your chest as it became muffled by your hand over your lips. you playfully slapped his arm as you fell into his shoulder from laughter. he was speechless, opening his mouth to say a word, but his expression said it all. this is NOT the shirmp he wanted to try for the first time, let alone look at.

"you know what, let me just...set this aside," he gingerly picked the plate up, placing it as far away from him as he could, returning his hand to scooch it away an inch more. everything about this was so funny to you, the monster shrimp and his expression had a string of laughter leaving your lips, your back heaving up and down as you tried to catch your breath. before you knew it, your favorite and most adorable sound in the world; his 'ahaha' laughter bubbled from his chest as he threw his head back at the sheer comedy of the whole thing.

as the two of you slowly regained your composure, you decided to dig into your ramen, making sure to thank the food before intertwining a good amount into your chopsticks. giving it a second to cool, your tastebuds practically screaming to taste the long awaited ramen; immediately tasting heaven as you shoveled the first bite into your mouth.

"soo tasty!" he mumbled with a full mouth, eyes widened but this time in pleasure as the corners of his lips tugged upward in happiness, even adding in a little happy dance. you nodded eagerly in agreement, spinning your chopsticks around in your bowl to ready your next bite.

as beomgyu began commenting on the flavor of his ramen, the air suddenly became thick and your senses clouded as a sharp bite came down on your tongue. you immediately dropped your chopsticks, reaching for your water like your life depended on it. without even coming up for a breath, you chugged the entire glass, setting it down with a thud as you exhaled, puffing your cheeks.

"that shit is SPICY," you raised your eyebrows, shaking your head in defeat as you attempted taking another bite, failing miserably as your tongue practically caught on fire before the noodles could reach your mouth. beomgyu's mouth full, he couldn't take it, he started laughing. hand over his mouth failing keep it together while you were a huffing mess, smoke practically fuming from your ears.

a pure chaotic mess you two were. but this was hands down where the best memories were made; just two silly people in love, living every day as if tomorrow was your last. and now you were actually beginning to think it might be your last as you started coughing and choking from laughter, your face turning bright red as you reached over for beomgyu's water.

"no seriously- try it," you puffed your cheeks out, sniffling and fanning your face from the heat as you sipped your boyfriend's water. he exaggeratedly straightened his posture, puffing out his chest as he confidently took your bowl, wrapping a few noodles around his chopsticks before disappearing them into his mouth. it took a few seconds of slow chewing before he abruptly froze, staring into the bowl with such regret as he shut his eyes and gulped painfully.

"water water!" he ripped the glass away from your grasp and began chugging like there was no tomorrow. soon, the two of you were out of water, a mountain of used tissues on your table from the never ending snot that was enticed by the spice. the waiter came and went with water refills and eventually, the heat on your tongues subsided as the two of you crunched ice cubes and slowly sipped on beomgyu's ramen broth until there wasn't any left. still hungry and not daring to take another bite of your death ramen, the two of you were left with no choice but to consider the shrimp. what a comical way for karma to bite you two in the ass.

you gave each other one look before the atmosphere shifted into a seemingly hilarious one; a snort escaping your mouth leading him to follow suit. your boyfriend let out an earth shattering laugh as you dangled the gargantuan shrimp from your fingers, cowering away as you neared it to him. the two of you had been laughing almost the entire time since you entered the ramen restaurant. his laughter becoming progressively louder as he playfully pleaded for his life, clasping his hands together as you crazily widened your eyes like in a horror movie, the huge shrimp in your fingers adding to the comedy.

"beomie!! shhh we're being so loud!" you giggled, knowing damn well you were the cause of his laughter but also noticing the burning stares from people in the ramen shop as beomgyu was hunched over in laughter at your booth. attempting to keep in your own laughter, it was seemingly impossible as you felt it continuously bubble up in your chest, drawing a hand to your mouth to muffle it as much as you could. but that was short lived, literally losing your shit as beomgyu had taken a sip of his water and then laughed, causing it to burble out of his mouth.

kicking your feet as both of your bodies shook violently in laughter, his head dropping down to your lap under the booth as his body gave out from laughing too hard. you felt his warm breath in between your thighs as he giggled, a completely innocent gesture on his end, but it was hard not to notice how close he was to the sensitive skin of your thighs. his hot breath warming the skin under your skirt, cold from the chilly temperature of the restaurant. your hand fell to his hair, tousling his soft locks with your fingers as you did your best to calm your own laughter. noticing the prominent stares of the family next to you, your smiling cheeks soon replaced with the red tinge of embarrassment.

at the blink of an eye, your waiter with a rather concerned expression stood at the end of your booth, an eyebrow raised as he gazed down upon you, beomgyu's back still shaking with laughter as he was face down in your lap.

the waiter cleared his throat, adjusting his crisp white uniform. caught off guard, you quickly shook beomgyu's shoulder, pulling him up from under the table, his wide smile quickly fading into a more serious expression at the sight of the serious waiter at the table. the two of you straightened your posture as you prepared yourself to be scolded for being too loud, trying your best not to lose your shit as serious situations were often the hardest time to keep your laughter in.

the waiter began speaking, his words different than the korean you were used to; short syllables which didn't melt into one another, but instead created somewhat of a melody. you quickly realized he was speaking japanese, looking at the both of you while he did so, but you didn't understand a word.

looking over at your boyfriend, he nodded in understanding as the waiter spoke, gently rubbing your knee under the table; a form of reassurance which calmed your nerves a bit. you were in japan after all, the culture and restaurant rules a bit different from what you were used to. after years of studying the culture, your heart dropped at the thought that you had disrespected the people around you. you knew it was rude to create a ruckus in a restaurant like this, but you had gotten a bit too carried away with beomgyu.

interrupting your thoughts, your boyfriend's voice soothed your ears as he began formulating several sentences in japanese. his pitch slightly deeper than usual, almost like when he spoke in satoori, listening to his tiny lisp as he pronounced words with an 's.' although it wasn't a time to smile, your cheeks couldn't help but draw into the faintest grin at the sound of his beautiful voice. he actually sounded rather sexy, almost bringing a blush to your cheeks just listening to him speak in such a different intonation.

after a few moments, the waiter had bowed and left the table, your eyes like a magnet to beomgyu's eyes. he simply stared back at you, lips pursed as he slightly raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"soooo. what'd he say?" you inquired, tilting your head in genuine curiosity at what that whole thing was about.

"he told us to never come back. ever. we're banned," his eyes fell down to his lap, lips tugging downward into a frown. he crossed his arms over the wooden table of the booth, burying his head in the crook of his elbow, chin pressed against the table's surface.

"we're infinitely banned y/n. for infinity," his voice was muffled by his jacket, back heaving up and down, sniffling. for a second you could've almost believed him. but knowing it's beomgyu, he was joking 99.9% of the time. your predicament correct when you heard his small giggle echo against the table.

you stuck your face in the little space between his underarm and the table, burying your head under his elbow until your cheek was pressed next to his. the warmth from his breath skimmed your chin as he laughed, turning to face you, wrapping his arm around you into a headlock to pull you closer.

"you're such a jokester," you giggled as he gently rubbed his knuckles into your scalp, playfully trying to free yourself from under his grasp. this reminded you of when you two were once only friends; how you would mess around with each other, putting each other in headlocks and pranking one another. but now, you could do something you could've never done before, grabbing one of his hands and placing kisses on it, causing him to ease up a bit.

"but seriously gyu, what'd he say?" your voice was muffled from under his armpit, still placing kisses on the back of his hand in between words. he let you go, moving his arms to wrap around your waist as you looked up at him with large, curious eyes. the way you two could joke around with each other while also balancing romance was something he absolutely loved about your relationship; the way you were one another's best friend and lover. he simply stared into your eyes for a moment, thinking to himself how absolutely lucky he was to have such an amazing person like you. he fondly smiled, finding your curious expression adorable.

"he said they accidentally gave you the wrong order; the extra fiery nitro ramen with extra spicy powder. sooo they're making you a new one on the house. he also asked if we wanted a to-go box for the shrimp," he scoffed, your eyes widening in realization of two things. you decided to address the first.

"i knew something was off! i usually love spicy food but that.. that shit was SPICY," you quoted yourself, eyebrows raised as you momentarily relived your nightmare of taking that first bite. this memory would for sure give you ptsd if you were ever to eat spicy ramen again. he giggled at your cuteness, his hand finding its way to your lap as he fiddled with the frayed edges of your denim skirt.

and addressing the second realization; something you had learned while reading a japanese restaurant etiquette handbook a few months back. you had learned that it is considered rude to leave food behind on your plate. it's related to one of the fundamental concepts in japanese culture: mottainai, which is a feeling of regret at having wasted something.

"he asked for a to-go box? gyu what did you say back? usually its a way of them politely asking us to finish their food. or at least take it home to finish it." you searched his eyes, and due to the guilty look flooding his expression, you could tell he had denied the waiter of a box. that was enough to shut your eyes tightly in remorse, gently hitting your head in agony against beomgyu's shoulder.

"knowing we feared that shrimp with our lives, you said no." you laughed against his arm, finding it comical that your boyfriend was naive about the culture, yet he was the one who spoke more japanese than you.

well crap. the first stop in tokyo and the two of you were already getting stares for being too loud all the while leaving a big platter of food behind which is considered rude. a scoff escaped your lips at the stupidity of the whole thing, mentally scolding you and your boyfriend for being so in love you weren't aware of your surroundings at times.

he slowly nodded, his lips pursed in a v shape, tightly shutting his eyes as he realized he had been rude without even knowing it. he brought his pretty hands up to his mouth as he nervously laughed, clear embarrassment on his face.

"well, as much as i despise that shrimp, i'll say it was a mistake and that i do need a box after all," he suggested, putting up a sarcastic thumbs up as the plate of shrimp stared back at you coldly.

"it's okay beom, you didn't know. i'm sure that'll work!" you returned the thumbs up, the two of you gazing over at the enormous platter of shrimp at the very far end of the table.

"but who in their right mind would eat that?" he muttered, sheer disgust on his face.

that was enough to ignite your laughter again as the shrimp was too hilarious not to joke about, becoming the topic of the night as you two made joke after joke about the poor platter. with the ambiance of laughter set in place, time flew by and soon enough, the waiter had returned with a fresh bowl of your spicy ramen. and a regretful beomgyu asked for a to-go box, easing your stomach a bit from your prior worries.

after sharing the most delicious and perfectly seasoned bowl of your ramen, the two of you split the bill and were off, running hand and hand down the busy tokyo street, the carry-out box in hand. it had occurred to beomgyu to look for some stray cats or dogs to feed the shrimp to, but the spicy sauce drizzled over it wouldn't be good for the animals, so you decided on something else.

trying to keep in your laughter, you approached a group of what looked like college first years nonchalantly strolling around. you made a plan that you would target a group around your guy's age, if not a little younger. never in your life would you try to pull a prank on someone older, out of respect. beomgyu eyed you, gesturing over at the group to signal he'll give it a shot.

as you crossed paths with the group, beomgyu cleared his throat which drew most of their attention, halting in their steps as their gaze shifted onto the both of you, all while noticing the group consisted of about three guys and two girls. he began projecting his voice, loud and clear to be heard in japanese. the familiar warmth returning to your cheeks at the sound of his beautiful voice.

after a few moments, your boyfriend stuck his arm out, offering the mystery box as they all curiously huddled around. a tall, serious looking boy with black hair from the group took the box, examining the styrofoam material before clicking it open. suddenly, a burst of laughter erupted from the group as the boy nearly jumped out of his skin at the horrifying sight, jolting the box immediately closed.

"riki!" one of the girls hit him playfully on the arm. he let out a laugh of his own after realizing how off guard he had been caught, looking around at his friends who mimicked his frightened gesture, a tinge of embarrassment on his cheeks. he said something back to beomgyu in japanese, enticing a deep laugh from your boyfriend, not even knowing what he said you started laughing as well just from hearing beomgyu's adorable laugh.

when the boy turned his head to look around at his friends once more, this was your cue to do what you and beomgyu had planned; to make a run for it. in the blink of an eye, you two were gone; sprinting as fast as you could away from the group. like two fugitives on the run, your hands tightly clutched as your hearts raced in adrenaline, not looking back once. beomgyu's laugh erupted as the cool wind blew both of your hair back from how fast you were running. nothing but the sound of quick footsteps against the pavement and both of your giggles filled the air as you sprinted through the bustling streets of tokyo. stealing quick glances over at him as his hair fanned behind his head, his adorable forehead exposed, the sight warming your heart like a fuzzy blanket.

once you turned a distant corner, you both felt safe and far away enough to stop running, tears pricking your eyes as you laughed so hard, having to double over as you caught your breath. he propped his palms on his knees as he hunched over next to you, both of your breathing loud and hitched as you let out a few more good laughs.

"i can't believe we just did that," he shook his head, inhaling as much as he could through several giggles. you looked over at him as his teeth glimmered in the light, lips curled into the biggest grin. time felt as it was moving in slow motion; like a movie as the vibrant lights twinkled against his skin. every wrinkle under his eyes and on his cheeks from smiling made him all the more beautiful, your laughter subsiding as you observed him. he opened his eyes to find you staring at him with a faint smile of your own, eyes so deeply focused on his. these were the moments when you felt like the only two people to exist, your heart aching with so much love, you felt it could implode from what he made you feel.

~

after a long night of pure chaos and laughing until you couldn't breathe, you both decided it was time to make it back to your hotel. fingers intertwined like always, you walked through a quieter part of town away from the bustling streets. making your way down the sidewalk, street lamps lit the path with their warm glow as cars slowly hummed by, drenching your surroundings in a dim sheen of mystery. eventually, you approached a bridge, one that curved up and over a large body of water. it was apparent that the atmosphere had shifted; once comprised of laughter and loopiness had faded into a calmer one, quietly enjoying the fresh air and sheer caliginosity of the night.

as you neared the bridge, beomgyu halted his steps and swiftly pulled his phone and earbuds from his pocket, offering you a bud before putting your collaborative playlist on shuffle. the playlist, titled "bg + y/n <3" contained well over five thousand songs on it, every single one of them reminding you of a specific memory you two have. listening to music with beomgyu was something as normal as breathing air. anywhere you two were, he'd stop, offer you an earbud and click shuffle on the playlist. as music lovers, it was simply another way of bonding.

the two of you took your time as you made your way up the steep bridge, gazing over your shoulder as you watched the city twinkle from afar. soon enough, you reached the top; gusts of wind noticeably heavier at the higher altitude. gazing out at the view, the water reflected the city lights like a mirror; rippling ever so slightly as a gust of wind fanned over its surface. rustling the leaves of near trees, it eventually found its way your hair, raking it's cool fingers through your scalp as it pushed several stray pieces out of both of your faces. the moon caught your eye as it shined it's face brightly amongst the sky, lighting the darkness with its pale gleam.

your gaze drifting to beomgyu, his side profile took your breath away. how perfect he looked in this moment; you couldn't even begin to describe. the glow of the street lamps and moonlight kissed his skin softly with its luminance, faint wind brushing the hair out of his face ever so gently. with his hair out of his face, his forehead and thick, arched eyebrows became exposed, one of the rarest yet most beautiful sights in the world. the word ethereal could only do a fraction of what it took to describe his pure beauty. he wore a focused demeanor, one so lost in thought as a song hummed in your ears. you wondered what he pondered. what he felt.

it didn't take long before he sensed your gaze out of the corner of his eye, shifting his over to meet yours. you noticed a glint of mystery in his eyes, like fog in the middle of the night; you couldn't see through it as hard as you tried.

but behind those eyes, he was examining just how beautiful you looked; shining under the moonlight like a gem. the gentle rustle of leaves followed by a wave of wind raked your hair back, exposing your every feature. soft skin and gentle eyes left him weak, so in love he could simply perish.

just then, a song came on that made your heart leap. a song that seemed too perfect for the world in this moment; wonder by adoy. your mutually favorite song. the song that always reminded you of him. the song that always reminded him of you. your lips drew up ever so slightly as nostalgia seeped into your senses, catching his attention immediately. all the times you had listened to this song with him. and now here you were, standing practically on top of the city like it's only two inhabitants.

you wrapped your arms around his waist, hugging him tightly as you buried the side of your face into his chest, inhaling him as the soundwaves of wonder scratched your brain just right. an idea occurred to you, one so good you didn't think twice before sharing it with your boyfriend.

"gyu?" your quiet voice could barely be heard against the soft material of his jacket. he hummed in response, resting his chin in the crook of your neck, wrapping you tightly in his warm embrace.

"can you sing wonder for me?" you looked up at him, your large eyes almost pleading. although it was a rare occasion for him, you absolutely loved it when beomgyu sang for you. if only he saw himself the way you saw him, he'd feel confident about singing all the time. but that wasn't the case, he always worried that his voice wasn't good enough. when he was younger, a family member had told him he would never make it in the singing industry. that his voice wasn’t special. ever since, he wished he had a better voice, one with more range, more confidence to sing high notes. in his mind, his singing voice wasn't all that. just a deep monotonous voice was all he thought of it.

but the thought of saying no to you couldn't even cross his mind at the sight of your puppy eyes. he was lost in you, heart pounding against your chest as he hugged you tighter, never wanting to let go. although he didn't think he had such a show-stopping voice, he still enjoyed to sing. to none other than you.

he fondly smiled, giving you a nod which ignited happiness deep within your heart, infinitely euphoric as the moment couldn't get any better. he kissed the crown of your head as he fumbled with his phone, searching for an instrumental version of wonder on youtube.

unplugging the wired earbuds from his phone as he readied himself to sing aloud, beomgyu couldn't lie; he was nervous. but knowing you loved his singing voice comforted him. you sensed his heart strumming through his chest against your own and did your best to reassure him. giving one of his hands a tight squeeze, you pressed a small kiss at the base of his neck, right under his adam's apple. this was his sign to take a deep breath and relax. it was his love he was singing to, not the whole world- and he preferred it this way. you were the only person on earth he would ever sing to. ever. his whole world is you.

as the dreamy intro began seeping from his phone speaker, you made yourself comfortable on his chest as you both looked out at the city, following the melody in await for the first verse.

and he began.

"so...we drive...on the left lane out in a rush..."

his voice; so soft, deep, and breathy. unmatched by any other voice you had ever heard in your life. his words blended into one another so smoothly, singing so perfectly in tune with the instrumental that it sounded as if it was a studio recording. so absolutely beautiful.

to you, his voice one hundred percent sounded better than the original song, your lips inevitably growing into a large smile as your heart did somersaults, cheeks decorated with a pink hue.

"looking back...at the red lights passing us by..."

you sensed the vibration of his adam's apple against you as he sang, chest rising against yours as he took breaths between lines. his silky voice swirling so perfectly in your ears like you were drifting into a dream.

"yes i...know...we shouldn't go...that far..."

in that instant, a shiver shot up your spine, goosebumps pelting your body at his high note. his voice was truly your weakness; your body responding in so many new ways you never thought it could just by hearing him sing your favorite song.

"but i...could...wonder..."

a small pause in between the pre-chorus gave him a chance to give your forehead a quick peck, drawing your gaze up to him. your cheeks were beginning to ache from smiling so much. but your smile only continued to widen as he went on, serenading you with his vocals.

"give me a feeling...slowly in a deja vu..."

you almost wanted to sing along, but instead you swayed side to side with the tune. your eyes seemingly unable to leave his face as you watched him sing. with his eyes fluttered closed, you noticed the way his eyebrows slightly furrowed when the higher notes came; each note only intensifying your chills. you watched his full lips, slightly parted as his voice escaped them like chocolate, thick and sweet melting your heart with each lyric.

in his mind, he didn't think he did too well at the high notes. he wanted to do better, he always strived for perfection. but to you, it sounded absolutely perfect. not one flaw in his voice, in fact, you never wished his voice was any different. the deep voice he wished had more range was your comfort, any more range just simply wouldn't be him.

as the song progressed, you nuzzled into his warm chest as you gazed out at the sparking city, occasionally sneaking glances up to his face. you had come to the conclusion that this is the most special moment you had ever experienced in your twenty something years of living. the combination of the dreamy synth from the speakers and his rich, airy voice seemed too perfect for this world.

as the final lyric left his mouth, the melody from his speaker slowly faded to its end. a brief moment of silence between you as a gust of wind scurried dry leaves along the sidewalk, both of your eyes locked all the while. his heartbeat quickened as he anticipated your reaction but you were speechless, still in the euphoric dream he had provided you. your faces has been subconsciously nearing one another's, only now noticing that his nose was only an inch away from yours.

"did you like it?" he asked lowly, voice almost in a whisper as his breath tickled your lips. you wanted to say so many things, all the thoughts that raced through your head and all the emotions you felt while he sang to you, you so deeply wanted to spew. but you were still speechless, leaving him with his rhetorical question as you closed the gap in between your lips, deeply pressing your lips into his. he too yearned for the kiss, slowly taking your bottom lip into his and then your top lip, intermingling your lips in sweet bliss. a passionate, love-filled kiss it was; leaving him wanting more as you gently pulled away. a kiss was how you managed to get all of the emotion out, wanting to make him feel the way he made you feel.

"i want it engraved in my soul forever so i can listen to your perfect voice on repeat. for ever and ever and ever," you whispered against his lips, feeling his sweet smile grow into a toothy one. in this instant, he felt lighter; his once racing mind now quiet. he felt better about his performance; about his voice. why was i so insecure? he asked himself, lost in your starry eyes.

singing; something he had long been keeping in. he realized now, was something he didn't know was a treasure. something only you had helped him discover. he made a promise to himself to sing to you more often. as much as he could, in fact.

and so there you two stood on the bridge at the edge of night, gazing into each other's eyes as dawn began to peak its sleepy head over the city, casting a blood orange glow onto his face. the sight of him so breathtaking, like you were standing in a museum, eyes wonder struck at a painting so perfectly detailed. every delicate feature of his glowing face under the radiance of the sunrise.

and you, a golden goddess in his eyes. your hair catching the aurora of the sun just perfectly like a halo. to him, nothing could shine brighter.

"you're an angel," was what seeped from his glossed lips, holding the side of your face gently as he pressed his forehead to yours. the wind softly caressed your hair against his, your tresses intertwining with his russet locks. foreheads pressed, the sun shined brightly in between the small gap that was left from his lips to yours, casting a shadow of your silhouettes amongst the once darkened sidewalk.

to any passerby, the shadow on the sidewalk of two people slowly closed, the gap of sunlight between their lips disappearing as the shadow became one.

~

a couple days later, having rested sufficiently after your night out in the city, you now gazed out the large window of a moving train. you stood by the door, holding onto the metal handrail as your boyfriend hugged you from behind, chin on your shoulder as he gazed out at the view with you, whispering sweet nothings in your ear as you giggled. the train chugged along smoothly, the tall city gradually calming as you neared the suburbs of tokyo- in which existed more nature than buildings.

and that was correct, your eyes widened as greenery covered every square inch of ground while flowers decorated each bush and tree. small shrines and rocky bridges sparingly covered the plains as happy families briskly walked by. you weren't sure which you preferred more; the city or the suburbs. busy or calm? loud or quiet? beomgyu was like the city, usually loud, excited, and seemingly extroverted. but he was also like the suburbs, he could be calm, quiet, and truly introverted. you preferred both of these sides of him, he wouldn't be himself if he didn't have these qualities to him. you decided, you loved the city and the suburbs equally. they both made up the beautiful city of tokyo. the city you love. and similarly, the qualities made up the beautiful man that is choi beomgyu. the man you love. 

as the train chugged closer to its destination; yoyogi park, a familiar pink and white flower clouded your vision as the petals scattered everywhere, almost like it was raining. cherry blossoms. to beomgyu, the sight of his favorite flower was more than enough to send happy chemicals through his brain, a large smile surfacing on his lips as a result.

the morning dew kissed your skin as the two of you walked from the train station to the park, sleepiness still prevalent in your features as it was only a few hours after sunrise. but beomgyu, oh he was as excited as ever. gripping your hand tightly as "wowwww" fell from his mouth every few seconds, swiveling his head in every direction at the sight of cherry blossom trees that covered the open land.

you had come to tokyo's most popular picnic park in the city; a woven basket in hand as you searched the grassy area for a place to set up your own picnic. families sprawled their blankets out in between cherry trees, laughter of children and the subtle whir of conversation filling the fresh morning air. 

you had packed a selection of sushi for your picnic, a few small boxes that you had purchased at the small convenience store on the way, along with other yummy snacks like onigiri, assorted daifuku, and two small bottles of green tea. a cute, perfect little date it was. just you and beomgyu sitting under the pink trees while inhaling the soft cherry-scented breeze, just lost in conversation as you looked out at the small pond ahead. 

it wasn't long before a line of polaroids was lined up on one edge of the blanket. an array of small, rectangular photos with their signature white border showcasing your love and beautiful faces. some pictures had you two kissing, your hand on his cheek as he gently kissed your lips. some were funny; using a piece of your hair to make a mustache above his lips as he made a silly face. and some were just taken of each other; his side profile as he gazed up at the trees, the petals falling in the background like rain. there was one of you he put in the back of his phone case the instant it developed; he had told you a joke, snapping your picture mid-laugh. he thought it was the most beautiful photo ever, your large, pearly smile as bright as the sun in his eyes. 

as time passed, the sun rays inevitably did as well. casting its bright gleam on your blanket, roasting the two of you slowly until the blaze was too much to handle. after all, beomgyu was wearing a brown, wool cardigan and denim jeans, which didn't do so well at helping him stay cool, but instead made it harder. you, on the other hand were beginning to burn as your dainty sundress didn't provide enough protection to your skin against the strong uv rays.  

the final verdict: you two were unprepared as ever. but it was still fun; having spent hours of sitting under the pretty trees, eventually laying on your backs as you stared up at the blue sky, trying to watch the clouds through the thick tree branches.

a blossom fell from above, slowly fluttering down until it landed gingerly on his nose, enticing giggles from the both of you as you reached over to carefully pluck it off, his large eyes focused on you all the while. he laid back, noticing the way your hair flowed over your shoulder, the way your pupils dilated in such deep focus, treating the soft petal as if it was a fragile animal, moving so slowly towards it as if not to scare it away. all he could think about was how beautiful you were, lost in your kind eyes. so precious, gorgeous, dazzling, stunning, cute, darling, angel-like. so many words to describe you flooded his brain as his heart ached at the sight of you so up close.

never had he loved someone so deeply.

~

eventually, it was clear that sun had won the battle as the two of you began packing your things, placing them back into the basket quickly as sweat beads started pouring down your necks. to be frank, you had severely underestimated the heat warning on the tokyo forecast as you planned the trip.

"whew! next time we'll bring an umbrella or something," he suggested, throwing the blanket over his shoulder before taking one last glance to make sure he had picked everything up off the grass. 

"or you could just wear a tank top and shorts for once." you remarked, shoving his arm playfully as you began walking back to the train station.

"well well well. look who's talking, miss 'i forgot my sunscreen'", he returned the sass, sticking his tongue out at you, intertwining his fingers with yours. you threw your head back in laughter, almost not hearing what he said after.

"one day it'll be mrs. choi." his voice so quiet, almost a whisper.

but you heard it. 

looking over at him with the brightest glint in your eyes, blood rushing to your face in the form of apink blush, brighter than the one you were already wearing. the thought of his last name in place of yours simply had your heart leaping in happiness, so many emotions erupting in your chest at once. you squeezed his hand, inviting his gaze. to this, you realized his cheeks were flushed too, almost as pink as the cherry blossoms.

although you didn't say anything, you both already knew what the other was thinking; your wedding, kids, what the future has to hold for the both of you. you smiled wider, your eyesight blurring as a small pool formed in your eyes at what he had said. you weren't much of a crier but for some reason you had been overtaken with so much emotion. he squeezed your hand tighter, wrapping an arm around your shoulder as he pulled you closely to his side, kissing your cheek softly. your tears subsided after a few blinks, vision returning to normal. you noticed a tender smile resided on his face, dimple making it's appearance on his supple cheek, asking to be kissed. and you did just that.

never have you loved someone so deeply.

~

kicking your shoes off as you pushed the door open of your hotel, you felt the icy blast of the air conditioning as you ran over to the bed, throwing yourself onto the cold sheets. you sighed in relief, the fresh linen under you cooling your warm skin, toasted from the heat of the picnic. not before long, you felt the bed sink next to you as a familiar arm snaked around your waist, pulling you into the warmth you knew all too well. 

his lips tickled your neck as he smiled against your skin, giving the sensitive skin a few gentle kisses before you turned to face him. he searched your eyes, tucking a stray hair behind your ears with his index finger. his touch, so soft and gentle; noticing the way a few of his dainty, silver rings glimmered in the lighting, drawing your attention to his pretty hands. you took his hand into yours, placing your lips on the back of his soft skin, leaving a few kisses behind. it had become a habit since long ago.

he smiled, his eyes momentarily drawing away from your gaze as he focused on something behind you. he sat up, brows furrowed in curiosity as he tilted his head like an alert puppy.

"what is it baby?" you asked, curious at what he had seen.

without answering, he quickly jumped up from the bed, the warm imprint of his body slowly disappearing from beside you. he walked over to the tall curtain at the foot of the bed, what seemed like just a wall or a window with a long curtain covering it. at least that's what the two of you had made it out to be.

suddenly, beomgyu pulled the curtains apart with a quick tug using both of his hands. right before your eyes, a large sliding glass door appeared behind the curtain, the most beautiful view of the city twinkling behind it. 

"holy crap!" your mouth fell agape as the two of you gave each other the most astonished look. never had you known that door was there as it had been covered by that curtain this whole time. he peered through the large door, pressing his forehead to the glass as a laugh erupted from his lips.

"there's a huge pool out there! an infinity pool, actually," he turned to look at you over his shoulder, the most thrilled look on his face. without thinking, you jumped out of bed and the two of you ran outside, not believing the sight of your very own, private infinity pool that looked out over the entire city. with the view of the sun beginning to set its shining face behind the tall tokyo towers, it was more than you could ever ask for, something you never expected. you eyed one another, that familiar v shape surfacing on beomgyu's lips, an adorable glint of mystery laced in his expression as an idea sparked in his eyes. 

"you know what i'm thinkin'?" he grinned at you, not able to contain your own grin as excitement bubbled from within you at the feeling of deja vu. any spontaneous idea of his was amazing; although it was bound to be chaotic, it was amazing. filled with so much fun, new memories worth dying for, and tons of laughter. you knew whatever it was, it would be amazing with him.

"what is it beomie?" your lips drawn in a greater smile than before.

~ 

to be continued...

a/n: there will be a part two to this story! warning: the next part will contain smut. (a fluffy smut, if you will). stay tuned to see what beomgyu's idea is :D

also: i internally freaked out when he posted this today bc the tokyo tower is in the back and it’s also in my story which i’ve been in the process of writing this whole month :’) i love him sm pls <33

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✨ treasure masterlist ✨

published: 09.03.21

updated: 20.03.21

TREASURE

Reaction to Their S/O Being Touchy With Someone Other Than Them

Reaction to Their S/O Having Motion Sickness

Reaction to Their S/O Experiencing Bad Period Cramps

Reaction to Their S/O Being Insecure With Braces

Reaction to Their S/O Going Through A Friendship Breakup

Reaction to Their S/O Being Boy-ish Of Sorts

CHOI HYUNSUK

Book Stores and Coffee Shops

Confession Song

Lock The Door

PARK JIHOON

I’ll Be Your Girlfriend

Only Park Jihoon

Fighter

You Missed, Idiot

KANEMOTO YOSHINORI

Pick Up Lines

Troublemaker Jealousy

Uselessly Crying

KIM JUNKYU

Drunk

Dream Date

TAKATA MASHIHO

Still Love Me

Achoo!

Stay With Me

YOON JAEHYUK

Chocolate Confession

Useless Upbringing

HAMADA ASAHI

Make My Day Better

I’m Offended

Orange

Fights

BANG YEDAM

True Feelings

Live To See Another Day

Sleepy Kisses

Choose Your Words Wisely

KIM DOYOUNG

First Kiss

Be With Me

Playdate

I’m Sorry

WATANABE HARUTO

Hurt All Over

Cry All You Want

First Kiss

Being Adorable

Be Mine? Again?

You Soggy Chicken Nugget

PARK JEONGWOO

Painter Next Door

Pretty Smile

SO JUNGHWAN

Punching Bag

Angry Hwanie

Best Friend

[muilkyu]

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Scenarios -

Treasure Makes You Smile

Cuddling With Treasure

Meeting Treasures Parents

Surprise Party for Treasure

Treasure vs A Bad Day

Treasure Meeting Your Parents

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Treasures Type of Dates

Walks to Campus

Treasure vs Sleepy Girlfriend

Cram School Adventures With School Line

Cooking with Treasure

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Blurbs -

Hyunsuk

Jihoon

0.1 - Fluff/Cafe Dates 

0.2 - Fluff/Halloween Shopping

Yoshi

Junkyu

Mashiho

0.1 - Fluff/Halloween

Jaehyuk

0.1 - Fluff/Halloween Theme

Asahi

Yedam

Doyoung

0.1 - Fluff/Halloween Planning

0.2 - Fluff/Snow White Doyoung

Haruto

0.1 - Angst/Breakup

0.2 - Sad/Bittersweet

Jeongwoo

Junghwan

Fics-

Hyunsuk

Jihoon

That’s Us - Angst/Fluff, Best Friends Au - You get sick and Jihoon takes care of you.

Yoshi

Junkyu

Blooming Love - Friends to Lover’s Au - You both have a crush on each other for a long time and you describe confess your feelings after working on a school project together on and a bit of jealousy.

Mashiho

Jaehyuk

Asahi

Yedam

Doyoung

Comfort In the Sunrise - After an uncomfortable nightmare Doyoung comforts you.

Haruto

Bad Intentions - Angst, Toxic Ex, Minimal Cursing - While out on a date you run into your toxic ex and Haruto comes to the rescue.

Jeongwoo

Junghwan

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