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“Bathroom Confessions” Sim Jae-yun (Enhypen) : Bullet Point
Pairing: Sim Jae-yun (Jake) x sub! male reader:
Genre: Angst (if you really look for it), Fluff (slightly suggestive?)
Relationship with reader: Childhood best friends
Quick Summary: Jake came by your house after their Border: Carnival photoshoot to finally confess. Thankfully you made it easier for him when you decided to barge in on him changing clothes.
Warning: Minor discussion about insecurities about physical image. There are some sexual undertones and themes in this fic though no smut. So if you are uncomfortable with the idea I recommend not reading.
A/N: Since I am having difficulty writing the Sunwoo fic I decided to create this quick little Bulletpoint instead! Don't worry the Sunwoo fic is still coming but it'll take time cause it is one LONGGG fic. Well maybe not long but 5-6k words is a lot ahfdsfjksjfa.
P.S. : THIS STORY IS BASED ON A DREAM I HAD BUT MUCH MORE TONED DOWN AND IT IS PURPOSEFULLY AWKWARD AND CHEESY BECAUSE THAT’S HOW IT FELT IN MY DREAM
Word Count: 1,962
Jake gently placed the plastic bag filled with Chinese take out on the table
He was tired and you could see it with the way he handled himself
He was walking with his head down and with a hunch on his back as if he were carrying unseen weight
You felt bad for the guy
Especially nowadays he looked like he always had something in his mind
Sometimes when the both of you hang out he would just ruminate
Fixate on a certain point on the ground while his ice cream dripped down his forearm
Whenever you ask him what the problem was he would just wave your worries away as if they were unwanted gnats
Just the other day you, Jake, and your roommate Jaemin decided to get drunk
And even then while Jaemin and you were having the time of your lives, Jake still seemed somehow guarded
He only stared with an unreadable expression, grip tight on his glass of Soju as you and Jaemin acted like children throwing pillows at each other
The next day you wake up with the strongest hangover you have ever experienced
You stood up only to find Jake gone, Jaemin drunkenly splayed with his head on the ground and legs up on his bed, and you with weird red, boxy streaks all over your face, neck and cheeks.
They weren’t hickeys
Definitely not, cause no hickey could be that big nor boxy
Whie you were making breakfast for you and Jaemin you only thought about how Jake was so distant
So caught up in his head
You try to understand him of course
Even if the both of you have been best friends since kids he’s never really been the type to share his problems
Especially to those he felt the closest with
He didn’t even inform you that he went to Korea to become an idol
You only found out when one day you couldn’t find him nor contact him
And just when you were about to think that he disappeared and died somewhere, you all of a sudden saw him on a survival show
Eventually, he decided to inform you that he became an idol only for you to go off on him and letting your anger out
It had only been a few months since then and he never really told you why he decided to not inform you
He really needs to go on a break
This leads to a few minutes ago when you heard your doorbell ring at 10 in the evening
You were perplexed cause you weren’t expecting anybody to come and visit
When you opened the door to see a disheveled Jake still in his royal costume carrying Chinese take out
You were about to chastise him like a child for leaving Jaemin and you without a single word, and also for quite possibly giving you bruises if it were him who left those red imprints
But then you saw his lazy tired smile, and rain-soaked hair and thought, maybe now is not the time
With a small defeated sigh, you placed yourself against the wall to give him space to enter
He smiled as he placed his rain-soaked shoes on the shoe rack beside the door
You couldn’t help but smile at his antics
He faced you and with a small smiley voice said, I bought Chinese take out
Regardless of how he felt he still somehow made you smile
You can place it on the table. A short pause. Jaemin is still asleep by the way
He snorted at that and a part of you felt glad that you made him let out a genuine smile
With the amount he drank, I doubt he’d wake up till the next morning
This made the both of you laugh as the both of you traveled towards the kitchen
His back looked strained as he tried his best to walk with the tight, blue suit on
You had to admit
He looked extremely attractive in his outfit
A strong regal prince
Jake gently placed the plastic bag filled with Chinese take out on the table
He placed his bag on the table as well just as gently
Only then did you realize that you were being a twat
Oh my god, I’m so sorry I just realized I didn’t offer help to carry your things-
He laughed once again, his voice rough and melodious
The idol proceeded to flex his arms and fake kissed each one
You just rolled your eyes
You disgust me
His eyes went back to yours
He placed both of his elbows on the wooden table and cupped his face
Well, I find you pretty
A pause
And your face immediately set aflame
Warmth races all over your body and your mouth remains wide open unsure of what to reply
He noticed your reaction and immediately his face changed back to the unreadable expression he wore last night
The same guarded almost emotionless expression
The chains of his bag chimed as he roughly grabbed them
He walked towards your small hallway carrying the quiet, almost sad, expression with him
I’m going to change He said curtly
And before you knew it the dark-haired male was gone along with his dark smile
A weight slowly crept inside of you as you realize what just happened
You quite possibly made him mad
Although you had no clue why
You thought that maybe it was because of the way you reacted
The way you looked shocked
The way you looked like a puppy in his tiny box in the middle of the storm
Warm yet unsure
Right now the warmth seemed to seep out of you
Pushed by the incoming weight of sadness like water from a basin
You sigh and stared at the food he placed on the table seeing that he bought you your favorite bao
Ever since he found out you liked bao he has never stopped buying you the same kind
Even though you have eaten enough to last through the next generation
To the point that the once complex taste has now diluted to a homogenous tone
Regardless
Each time he bought you one an explosion of emotions always occurred inside you
And you would smile every time
Now you smile in slight disdain
Not disdain for him but rather disdain for yourself now that you made the other react that way
You never really understood why you were so connected to the emotion of the other
Ever since he has pushed you away ever so slightly you have been feeling the intense emotional vacuum it has left
But he called you pretty
He has never called you pretty
And the thought made you burn more than a thousand Californian wildfires
You never really thought of yourself as pretty
You’ve been called many things but pretty was never one of them
And the one who said is somebody who has known you for so long so it must be true
You take your phone and opened the camera app
You tried your best to not focus on your red cheeks and blue splotched neck
I guess I am pretty
Without a second thought, you barged into your bathroom where Jake was changing
The door opened with a thud revealing a shocked Jake
He just took off his blue coat and was in the process of uncuffing his sleeves
His white under polo was fully unbuttoned giving you an unobstructed view of his chest
You could see every muscle move each sinew-
You diverted your eyes, closed the door, and faced the mirror with your back facing him
You were red but you didn’t mind
I just came in here to say
You paused
What were you going to say?
You looked back at him and he was completely shirtless
You averted his gaze and went back to staring at yourself
I just came here to say thank you for calling me pretty. Nobody has ever called me that before
The sound of slithering clothes alerted you and you accidentally looked back
Only to see that he was in the process of unbuckling his belt
The both of you locked eyes
How come? he asked
You averted your eyes once more
Your grip on the sink tightened as you lasered your focus back on your reflection
I don’t know, you whispered, I’ve been called many things but never pretty
You heard shuffling again but this time you willed yourself not to look back
A comforting warmth bombarded your skin as he moves closer to you
He stared at your reflection, his expression was unreadable
Well, he whispered, I’m telling you now that I find you pretty
Your throat went dry
For a while now actually, it was only your face that constantly consumed my mind
You turned around to face him your eye pointed directly at his but you couldn’t help but notice through your peripherals that he only had his black boxers on now
What exactly do you find pretty about me? I’m curious
You challenged him with a simple question and to that he first replied with a smirk
A smirk that you admit made you feel many things you’d rather not voice
Well first I find your eyes pretty
You smiled and replied
I find your eyes pretty
He cocked one eyebrow registering your complimenting challenge
Well then, I find your lips pretty
The flowing compliments, along with the minuscule distance caused a short circuit in your brain
Your once calm and collected mind is now in overdrive as he traps you with his arm on both sides of your waist and your back against the sink
You do? Find my lips pretty I mean.
Yes
You slowly closed your eyes as you fixate on his nearing face
You do the same as well
So what are you gonna do about it?
He didn’t answer
He remained quiet
He merely gently placed his lip against yours
As gentle as the summer breeze grazing newly bloomed dandelions
After almost an hour inside the bathroom, the both of you come out freshly bathed and fully clothed
You, unfortunately, sported new bruises on your neck on top of the ones already set before and also an undeniable limp as you walked
You and Jake were eating your bao (which was now, sadly, a bit cold) and conversing about the reason why Jake left you all those months ago
It turns out he realized he liked you a lot
And was scared
This leads him to find the quickest route to go far away from you
He regrets it of course
He should have told you sooner
You were planning to give him a piece of your mind when Jaemin showed up in the dining room with disheveled hair and a clear hangover
He didn’t even say anything to the both of you he just sat down and ate his bao
His eyes went to the bruises on your neck and said
Oh, by the way, m/n I’m sorry for the bruises on your neck. You were passed out and we were really drunk. Jake dared me to use the car vacuum on you
At this your snapped neck towards Jake direction you stood up from your chair
YOU DID WHAT?
You immediately regret your decision as you winced from the pain caused by your behind
Jaemin just stared in confusion while Jake laughed
It has been a while since you’ve heard him laugh
It has been a while since you’ve seen him smile
And how beautiful does his smile look whenever he looks at you
Like trees in Spring after Winter
A/n: I hope yall would comment on my writing its been a while and I’m a bit rusty love yall :>
would anyone be interested in a lee sangwon x male reader drabble? feeling motivated after ghosting everyone for years haha. have a very nice idea I just need a bit of push <33
p.s he’s such a cutie, can’t take my eyes off of him
would anyone be interested in a lee sangwon x male reader drabble? feeling motivated after ghosting everyone for years haha. have a very nice idea I just need a bit of push <33
p.s he’s such a cutie, can’t take my eyes off of him
I’m pushing back the Sunwoo x Male Reader Drabble for a while but I’ll post a Jake x Male Reader Bullet Point in a few hours
cause girllll it is taking too long. I’m still writing it as we speak but I’m only 2.8k words in out of my target 6k, and also I have to make sure every thing is seamless and foreshadowed properly. In other words I don’t wanna fuck it up so it’ll take time jhfjklashf. I’m posting a Jake Bullet Point for now instead cause it’s easier to make and pump out. Hope yall will like it it’ll come out in a few hours <33
Ive had a long enough rest I should start writing again HAHAHAHA. For now requests are closed but I will still be writing kpop male reader. But now I will also include 4th gen groups which is why my next drabble will be Sunwoo from The Boyz.
I'll also need to do a rehaul on my masterlist and stuff so yeah hope yall will like my next "projects"!! <33
jaemin x male reader. where the male reader and jaemin are both late college students that both need to catch up so they both need to help each other, they have a lot of classes together, they message each other often and then occasionally eat together, the male reader even being a regular at the cafe jaemin works at. The school related topics slowly turn friendly, sarcastic and flirty (ohoho), they interact on social media and in person pretty often that the people around them seem to also notice (jaemin most specifically making up excuses to see the male reader even if he could get in trouble) until they both find out that they’re so extremely infatuated with each other, now seeing they have so much in common, a literal match made in heaven. a special formal night is about to happen and while shopping for something to wear they decide to with each other (jaemin in a tux🥰) and the male reader being told that something more feminine rather than a tux would suit him until they finish late at night almost getting soaked in rain, taking shelter and finally confessing.
love like that ; jaemin
group : nct
pairing : na jaemin / reader (male)
synopsis : you and jaemin are college students that help each other catch up on school. somewhere along the line, you start to see him in a different light, until you realize you’re head over heels for your study partner.
genre : fluff
warning : explicit language, suggestive themes
fjskjds i’ve finally finished!! i’m so sorry for taking so long, school has been an absolute pain... #i hate chemistry. anyways this was longer than i expected lol and i had a bit of writer’s block with this one, but i still hope it’s okay anon!! as always, feedback is greatly appreciated <3
title inspiration: love like that by lambc
back when you were an oh-so studious freshman, naively undermining the severity of projects that professors assigned you, you rarely needed study groups to catch up on work. the bulletin board posted with miscellaneous announcements and requests was something you never even spared a glance at, since it never had any information pertaining you.
but now, you’re a stressed out sophomore in university, majoring in computer science of all subjects! it’s like you’re practically beckoning for the stress to eat you alive. there are only so many nights of staring at canvas with such hatred that you can take, and suddenly the student board with requests for study partners looks most attractive right now. thus, after much pushing on your friend sungchan’s part, you scanned the board for the first time since you’ve arrived, in hopes of searching for someone in the same major who happens to be struggling, too.
fortunately, you’re able to pluck out a poster requesting for a study partner, and the requester just so happens to be a struggling computer science major, too, who goes by the name of na jaemin. when you skim the date it was posted, you’re surprised to find out it’s one of the oldest posts on the board, piled under a mountain of other announcements. then again, you suppose students are more interested in information regarding clubs than in a plea for help.
when you contact him about his request, you’re both quick to arrange a date to meet up. for someone who isn’t too fond of social interactions, you’re pleasantly surprised to see how easy it is talking to jaemin, despite your texts only lasting a solid two minutes.
a week after you contact him, you’re sitting in the starbucks near campus, nervously tapping the keys on your laptop. as you await his arrival, a wave of anxiety suddenly washes over you. what if he turns out to be a jerk? what if he thinks i’m stupid because i can’t seem to nail this stupid code? what if this is all a hoax? what if-
“excuse me,” a voice above you begins. “are you (name)?”
back stiff and shoulders squared, you spin around, all of the what-ifs playing in your head. but then your breath hitches; from what you could tell from your texts, jaemin had an attractive personality, but now seeing him face-to-face makes you realize he has an attractive... well, everything. he’s wearing a warm smile, throwing out all of your scenarios out the window. “yeah. are you jaemin?” you ask, clearing your throat.
he nods, taking a seat in front of you, giving you a better opportunity to relish in his beauty. “yes i am! it’s nice to meet you, (name). thanks for taking up my offer, by the way. not many people noticed it, so i was worried i was going to fail this class,” he jokes.
his warm aura relieves the stiffness in your body, and your shoulders drop as you smile. “the feeling’s mutual. eight am classes are already dreadful, but having to attend professor kim’s class, too? way to make a guy’s brain explode.”
at the mention of the infamous professor, jaemin’s eyes widen. “you have his eight am classes, too? so do i! what a coincidence,” he laughs. you wonder how you’ve shared your classes with him yet never noticed his presence, considering how he has the looks and personality to make heads turn.
“this must be fate,” you tease. “at least now i’ll have someone to struggle with.”
“me too. now let’s get cracking, shall we? which parts are you having trouble with?”
once you’ve both settled into your seats, laptops out and notes covering every corner of the table, you two begin discussing the recent topics discussed in class, catching up on parts either of you have missed. when you look over his notes, you’re starting to think this encounter really must have been a sign, because whereas he has all the notes on topics you don’t understand, you have all the notes on topics he missed out on. he seems to notice this too, laughing at the number of coincidences popping up left and right. “you were right when you said this is fate. it’s like we’re destined to be partners,” he jokes.
it doesn’t take long before you and jaemin settle into a comfortable pace, diligently copying the other’s notes. you’re jotting down examples from the physics class you missed due to being sick when he taps your shoulder. “i’m going to get some coffee. would you like anything?”
“oh, i can just get myself something later.”
he shakes his head. “it’s on me, don’t worry about it.” before you can open your mouth to protest, he adds, “i work part-time here, so i get free drinks regardless.”
somehow, the image of jaemin as a barista doesn’t surprise you. “it’s okay, really.”
he doesn’t seem keen on giving up, still standing in front of you. “i’m not going to give up until you tell me what you want.” as if he can read your mind, he waves a dismissive hand. “and don’t worry about paying me back.”
the look in his eyes tells you he won’t be letting up anytime soon. reluctantly, you ask for an iced strawberry acai refresher, to which he takes with a smile. “for someone who i just met, you’re awfully generous,” you observe.
“what can i say? i’m a sweetheart like that.” you snort, though you quickly cover your mouth to conceal the noise. he doesn’t seem to mind though. “no, but consider it as payment for lending me your notes.” he gestures at your notes, covered in vibrant highlighter streaks and post-it notes. “but seriously, you’re a lifesaver. your notes make way more sense than kim’s material.”
a few minutes later, jaemin’s name is called on, and he leaves the table to pick up your drinks. he and the barista briefly converse before he begins to walk back. “here’s your order~” he announces, placing it in front of you.
you thank him, poking a straw into your cup. when you glance at his drink, reading the order attached to his cup, your eyes widen in shock. “twelve shots of americano?!” you exclaim, shocked.
from the side, you can hear two baristas cackling at your expression. judging from the way they point at jaemin, you guess your reaction isn’t uncommon. “my usual,” he explains, sipping his drink. your eyes widen even more, but he still remains unfazed. “i mean, it’s not like i’m dead yet. what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger~”
you’re not sure whether to be scared or impressed. “not to police your drinking habits, but that’s so unhealthy. you’re going to die early.”
“at least i’d die by something i love, not by professor kim’s class.”
you snort. “yeah, that’s fair. i think death by anything is better than by his class.”
aside from jaemin’s shocking coffee order, nothing particularly interesting happens again. you both go back to working on your respective projects, occasionally sharing notes. for someone who takes a while to warm up to new people, you find that talking to jaemin is as easy as breathing. your conversations are effortless, and you’re surprised how talkative and open you are with him. perhaps it’s because of your shared hatred towards your classes, or the common factor of stress. whatever it is, it’s easy to relate to him.
neither of you are sure how long it’s been, but by the time you take a moment to absorb your surroundings, the sun is already setting. you watch the setting sun with shock; you and jaemin had met up at around one... just how long were you two together, you wonder? as if he read your mind, he stares at the sky, painted a pastel pink and blue hue. “wow, time really has flown by, huh? i guess we should get going soon.”
you nod in agreement, and you two make quick haste at putting away your belongings. as you slide your laptop in your backpack, he taps your shoulder. “we should do this again sometime. this was fun,” he smiles.
“i agree. i’ve been more productive in this one session than in the past week. i’m glad no one else took the offer before i did,” you tell him. “when are you free next time?”
“i have next thursday off, how does that sound?”
“perfect. same place and time?” he nods.
jaemin slings his backpack over his shoulder, and you’re reminded once again how attractive he is. “then i’ll see you then!” he’s about to walk off until he stops, turning on his heel again. “this might sound a little strange, but can i have your social media? you seem like a cool guy, and i’d like to get know you better,” he explains.
“sure!” you take a step closer to him, both of you huddled over your phones. after a minute of exchanging usernames on various social media platforms, you both prepare to part ways. “well, today was really productive. thanks for the notes and the drink, by the way.”
“no problem! and thanks for your notes, too. again, you’re a real lifesaver. see you next time, (name),” jaemin says. he waves you farewell and exits the store, but not before saying his goodbyes to his friends by the counter. a few moments later, when he’s rounded the corner and is out of eye shot, you follow suit, walking the opposite direction.
it usually takes five minutes to take the bus from the cafe to your apartment, but because of the surprisingly heavy traffic, you opted to walk home instead. it takes you around twenty minutes to walk home, and by the time you arrive at your doorstep, the sun is well over the hill, the pastel pink and blue painting fading away to reveal patches of indigo. when inserting your key into the keyhole, your phone suddenly vibrates, signaling a new notification.
na jaemin: hey! this is jaemin, the guy with the 12 shots of americano. just wanted to make sure you got home safe! (´ ∀ ` *) [08:13 PM]
you: i did, thanks for checking on me :) how about you? [08:15 PM]
na jaemin: i did too (*^‿^*) [08:15 PM]
na jaemin: next time you see me in class, you should come sit with me! that way i’ll actually have a vague idea of what’s going on during class haha. only if you want to though! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ [08:15 PM]
you find his texts oddly endearing. perhaps it’s because he sends an emoji with every message, but you find it more cute than annoying.
you: sounds like a plan then, partner ^^ [08:17 PM]
the days leading up to your next study session with jaemin are relatively uneventful. as always, the projects and reports thrown your way are stressful, but with the help of his notes, you think you have a better understanding of the material. at least now you can pretend like you know what you’re doing. the only thing that’s new is the frequency and duration of your texts with him. you two text each other so often that now you don’t go a single day without a message from him.
neither of you have classes on thursday, so you two plan on meeting up around two. after having multiple alarms blare in your ear, you’re on the bus to the starbucks by your campus. as you glance at the clock on your phone, an incoming message pops onto your screen.
na jaemin: hey (name), i don’t think i can make it to our session today! i had to cover for my friend last minute, and i won’t be off my shift until six >_< [01:50 PM]
you: well, i think it’s kind of too late for that since i’m already on the bus lol [01:52 PM]
you: but it’s okay, i’ll just hang around and work on the assignment :) good luck at work today! [01:52 PM]
na jaemin: thanks! i’ll drop off an iced strawberry acai refresher for you to help you power through the work ｡ﾟ( ﾟ^∀^ﾟ)ﾟ｡ [01:52 PM]
you’re surprised to see that he remembers your usual order, but then again, he’s a barista. he’s probably accustomed to memorizing people’s drinks. yet you can’t help the smile that forms on your lips as you reply with a sticker of a bunny cheering.
it doesn’t take long before the bus drops you off at starbucks. you thank the driver and step off the bus before entering the store. you’re instantly overwhelmed by the strong scent of coffee and the crowd of people in the store, but luckily you’re able to snag an empty seat. after hanging your jacket on the chair, you walk towards the counter. when the lady in front of you steps away, you step up with a smile, wallet in hand. “hi there, what can i get you today?” a barista with long, red hair chirps.
“hi there, can i get a-”
before you can recite your order, you catch jaemin approaching you two. before either of you can react, he pats the girl’s shoulder. “hey chaeryeong, can i take this one?” she gives him a curious look before shrugging, walking away to work on another customer’s order. he sends you a smile, working the cash register. “hey (name), one strawberry acai refresher, right?” he points at your wallet. “put that away, it’s on me.”
you’re reminded of your first encounter again, frowning. “jaemin, you can’t just give me a free drink all of the time. i’m a customer, i’m supposed to be paying.”
he shakes his head, already tapping on the tablet before him. “it’s fine, (name). it’s on me.”
you shoot him a firm glare. “do you go around giving free drinks to every person you’ve just met? i don’t want you to lose your job because of me. at least let me pay this time.” he looks like he’s going to protest, but you harden your stare and is soon met with silence, which you take as a win. “now, how much did you say it would be?”
“...5,572 won.”
you triumphantly smile as you insert your credit card into the card reader, which is met with a pout on his end. you’re unsure why he’s so adamant about giving you free drinks. of course, you’re not one to turn down freebies, but considering how you two have just met, you’re a little wary. perhaps he’s doing this to appeal to you, since you provide him with notes. “thank you for your business, i’ll let you know when your drink is done.” you tip your head and wave before heading back to your table.
a few minutes after you’ve assimilated yourself into your work, jaemin approaches you with your drink in hand. “here you are~!” he chirps, setting it down beside you.
“thanks,” you thank with a smile. he hums in acknowledgement before skipping back towards the counter. there, you see the barista known as chaeryeong approach him, and the two begin conversing. you swear you see her point to you, but she looks away as fast as she looked over. maybe there’s something on your face?
when you divert your attention back to your notes, poking a straw into your cup, you notice a sticky note attached to your order. plucking it off, you read its contents.
good luck with your reports! you got this! (b ᵔ▽ᵔ)b
~ jaemin
cute. the thought crosses your mind before you can even question it, and you spare a glance at him. thankfully, he’s too engrossed with the espresso machine in front of him to catch you staring. when you find your stare lingering longer than it should have, you quickly snap back to reality and hurriedly go over the multiple tabs open on your laptop.
though the store is loud with chattering of other customers and the whirling of coffee machines, you’re able to immerse yourself in your work, so much that you don’t even realize the time until at one point, jaemin seats himself before you, cupping his chin. “you’re still here, (name)? i’m surprised.”
you tear your eyes from your screen and scan your surroundings. to your shock, the sea of people have dwindled down to only three other patrons left, yourself included. when you glance at the clock on the bottom of your screen, you gasp. “it’s already six-thirty?”
he chuckles at your disbelief. “i’m impressed how you’re able to get so focused you lose track of time. if it were me, i would’ve taken a break a long time ago.”
you sheepishly smile. “i did, but i lost track of time.” you save your documents before closing your laptop, putting your things into your backpack. “maybe i should come here more often, seeing how much i get done,” you hum.
when you sling your backpack over your shoulder and reach for your drink, you swear you hear jaemin mutter, “i’d like that.” the coffee machines are still loudly whirring, though, so you probably misheard him.
as you prepare to depart, he taps your shoulder. he glances at the clock above the counter before back at you, fiddling with his fingers. “you know, i was wondering... since neither of us seemed to have eaten yet, what do you say about grabbing dinner with me? i know this really good ramen place nearby.” when you raise your eyebrow in questioning, he quickly adds, “i made you come all this way just for you to study by yourself, so take this as a token of gratitude.”
“do you treat everyone around you so generously? you don’t need to do that just because i chose to come here,” you laugh. “but sure, ramen sounds great, if i’m not bothering you.”
jaemin’s face lights up with joy, and again, you’re struck with the thought of how cute it is. “perfect! let me just get out of my apron first, and we’ll be on our way.” he shuffles towards the storage room in the back, and after a few minutes, he reemerges in his regular clothes and a backpack slung across his back. “let’s get going then!”
the ramen shop he mentioned isn’t far, but it’s tucked in a more isolated part of the neighborhood. when you both enter the store, there are only two other parties seated in the booths. the waiter by the door greets you both, greeting jaemin by name, and seats you two in a booth by the front. when he scurries to the back to grab you both beverages and menus, you glance at him. “you come here often? the waiter here knew your name,” you point out.
“oh, him? that’s my friend, jeno. i’ve known him since we were in diapers,” he answers. “since he works here and it’s near my workplace, i come here a lot. plus, he and the other chefs always hook me up with free drinks and desserts, so don’t be afraid to order whatever you want. it’s on me.”
you laugh, shaking your head. “you’re seriously an interesting character, jaemin. if i ate so much until i emptied your wallet, would you still be so friendly?”
jaemin bats his eyelashes with feigned innocence, smiling. “if it were for someone as cute as you, i don’t think i could ever get mad.”
you feel your face heating up at the comment, and judging from his laugh, you can tell you look nothing short of shell-shocked. “...oh,” you whisper, looking away in embarrassment. “um, thank you?”
“i’ve been friends with you since we were babies, and you’re willing to spend all your money on a boy you’ve just met than on me? i’m offended.” you both look up and see the waiter from earlier, who you now know is jeno. he sets the menus down, sizing you up. “so this is the study partner you were telling me about? the one you were stalking on instagram?”
jeno’s comment has jaemin spluttering like you’ve never seen before, causing him to go as far as jump out of his seat and throw himself on him. “have you no shame, lee jeno?!” he hisses. seeing him stumble out of desperation is a stark contrast from the flirty jaemin just moments ago, and you can’t help but giggle at the sight. “don’t listen to him (name), i did nothing of the sort-”
“you spammed the group chat with the pleading eyes emojis, what do you mean?” jeno interrupts. he’s met with a slap on the mouth, causing him to howl in pain. the other patrons are staring at the two in confusion, but you’re too amused to feel embarrassed. once he successfully rips his friend’s palm from his mouth, he flashes you his customer service smile. “anyways, what can i get you?”
you were too busy watching them to even look at the menu. “oh, right... could you give me some time to order?” you ask. he nods and trudges away, blissfully ignoring the damage he caused to jaemin.
he sinks back into his seat, shaking his head in embarrassment. “please don’t pay any mind to jeno. i’m not as weird as he made me out to be.”
you smile, reassuringly patting his arm. “it’s okay, i'm actually flattered. i’m surprised someone like you could even spare time to be interested in me,” you tease.
from the corner of your eye, you can see jaemin straightening his posture. “someone like me?” he beams.
three months ago, you plucked jaemin’s request for help off the student board, expecting to land yourself a study partner. instead, you’re pleasantly surprised to earned that and a new best friend in the process.
you’re not exactly sure when you had gotten so friendly with him. what was supposed to be study sessions that occurred once every two weeks has now turned into hangouts at least twice a week. when you both have finished your assignments, he drags you to eat food with him or take pictures of each other to upload on instagram. heck, you daresay to call them dates! as cliche as it sounds, it feels like you’ve known him forever; you two are already inseparable, attached to the hip.
it’s not like your relationship with him is strictly educational. with how often you two hang out, you think it’s safe to call him a friend. what’s surprising is how easy it was for you to click with him and how fast you let down your walls around him. that’s saying something, considering how you took a month to warm up to sungchan, who’s now your closest friend.
perhaps it’s because jaemin is just a natural sweetheart to everyone around him. perhaps it’s because he never makes you feel inferior for liking or saying certain things. perhaps it’s because he’s unafraid of being vulnerable with you, so you have no choice but to do the same, too. whatever it is, it’s drawn you to him, because for someone who enjoys solitude as much as you do, you find your fingers hovering over your keyboard, firing off texts to him, or leaning into his touch, arm not-so sneakily wrapped around your shoulders.
you’re not sure how to react when you find yourself feeling both elated and scared.
scared of what? you often wonder. that he walks into your life with that smile of his and makes you want to confide in him about everything in your life? how you became friends in a week, and are now an inseparable pair by the end of a month?
...that he treats you in a way that makes you wonder if everything is platonic?
(an underlying part of you does know, though, but you choose to lock that thought away.)
aside from your newfound friendship with jaemin, there aren’t any interesting developments in your life. however, your mundane routine is a little more lively with the addition of your hangouts with him; whether it’s studying at starbucks or pestering jeno at the quaint ramen shop, it’s never a boring day with him.
as if the fates couldn’t have thrown more coincidences at you two, you learn that the bookstore you work part-time at is conveniently located across from the starbucks he works at. “a match made in heaven,” you recall jeno mocking at one point. again, you’re surprised you never noticed before. then again, you don’t frequent starbucks all that often - at least until you met jaemin, anyways.
you’re working your shift at said bookstore one afternoon, shelving a pile of vinyls and books in their respective slots. the store doesn’t get much business, and it would probably have been shut down if not for the indie kids frequenting here. “you know,” a voice below you begins. you stop your hand in midair and look down at sungchan, who’s sitting cross-legged on the floor. he’s reading through a volume of detective conan, eyes flitting across the pages. “this is a really boring date.”
you roll your eyes, sliding a book into its shelf. “this isn’t a date. i told you i had a shift and told you not to come. you were the one that insisted. i quote, fuck you, i do whatever i want.” he flips a page, promptly ignoring your logic. “if you’re so bored, why don’t you just go to the starbucks across the street? buy us both drinks.”
“aren’t you not allowed to bring drinks in?”
you shrug. “jiyoung-noona doesn’t really care. heck, she’d make me buy something for her, too.”
sungchan closes the book and stands up. “fine, but only because i’m thirsty.”
you blow him an air kiss, to which he responds by sticking his tongue out at you. “your usual?” he asks, handing you back the book. you nod as you slide it into its slot.
he dusts himself off and is prepared to walk out of the door when the bell above the door jingles, signaling a newcomer. you turn your head to greet them and stop, watching jaemin step into the store with a bright smile. anyone can tell that his smile is directed at you, and you can already feel sungchan’s curious eyes on you. “what are you doing here?” you ask.
he takes a step towards you, arm outstretched to presumably ruffle your hair when he sees sungchan. you both watch as he freezes and quickly retracts his arm, letting it fall to his side. “i wanted to drop by to see my favorite person.”
you promptly ignore sungchan’s piercing stare and your twisting nerves, choosing to laugh instead. “jeno would be hurt.”
he blows an air kiss your way, lips puckered so obnoxiously you nearly snort. normally, affectionately obnoxious people irk you, but he’s an exception, just like he is for every other trait that peeves you. “good. he ate my box of doritos.”
before either of you can continue your conversation, sungchan clears his throat, keenly aware of his position as a bystander. “hey (name), who’s this?” he asks.
“oh, this is na jaemin, the study partner i was telling you about. jaemin, this is my best friend, jung sungchan,” you introduce. he politely waves at him, which sungchan responds with a nod of acknowledgement.
“do you work at the starbucks across the street?” sungchan asks. you look down and notice the green apron hanging around jaemin’s neck. he nods, moving his arm that he had hidden behind him, which is when you notice the drink and croissant in his hands.
“yeah, i just wanted to swing by to see (name) and drop something off for him,” he explains. you both watch as he approaches you, placing the drink and a croissant in your hand. you furrow your eyebrows as you stare at him, trying to send a telepathic message asking why he decided to give you a free drink again, much less visit you while he’s working. he doesn’t meet your gaze, though.
instead of interrogating him, you smile, not wanting to draw any more questions from sungchan later. “oh, thanks. you didn’t have to come here,” you smile.
for a moment you swear you see an affectionate look wash over his eyes. before you can question it, his phone suddenly rings. there are a few shushes that you don’t pay any mind to, eyes focusing on the picture of donghyuck glowing on his screen. he’s one of jaemin’s friends and coworkers, and like jeno, has a penchant for teasing him. when he slides the caller id to answer, he’s instantly met with loud shouting that can be heard clearly even without the speaker. “na jaemin, where the fuck are you?! you were supposed to be back five minutes ago!!” he shrieks.
you look at him with wide eyes, and he can only return it with a sheepish smile. “sorry hyuckie, i’ll be back soon!” he squeaks.
“you better be! if i hear you’re hanging out with your boy toy you’ve been gushing about-”
“okay bye!” he quickly cuts off, hanging up before any more damage can be done. a part of you wonders if you’re the so-called boy toy in question, but you’re more concerned that he’s late for his shift than that. “well, i better get going before hyuckie kicks me. nice seeing you though! we should hang out again sometime, and hopefully for longer~”
you roll your eyes, dismissing him. “yeah yeah, just hurry up and go back!” you’re about to scold him for lying about being on his lunch break, but when you think about the reasons behind it, you find yourself blushing instead.
jaemin skips towards the door, hand gripping the handle. “oh, and it was nice meeting you too, sungchan!” he exclaims. he waves you both farewell before dashing out of the door, hoping to make it back before donghyuck can kick his ass.
right when he leaves, sungchan looks at you, wearing the most determined look you’ve ever seen on him. he grips your shoulders, causing you to nearly spill your drink all over yourself. “what was that?!”
you feign innocence, looking away. “what was what?”
“don’t play dumb!” he exclaims. “that’s the study partner who’s been in nearly all of your instagram posts, who, mind you, is hands down one of the most attractive men i’ve ever met. and he just waltzes in, giving you your usual and a croissant for free even when he’s late to his shift and could get himself in trouble?”
you snort. “my usual isn’t difficult to remember. plus, jaemin’s a barista. i’d be more baffled if he didn’t remember my order.” you set your drink and food onto the counter and slide his hands off your shoulders. “i don’t know why he came in. i didn’t ask him too.”
he scrunches his eyebrows. “did you not hear him earlier? i wanted to drop by to see my favorite person,” he mocks, doing a horrible impression of jaemin. “why else would he be so flirty and give you a freebie if it were anything but romantic? i certainly don’t treat you like that!”
“the world would have to end before you could,” you snap, turning away from him. “and i think you’re looking into this too much. jaemin’s just a friend.” it sounds a little odd to you - it doesn’t sound right. yet, what else could he be?
sungchan looks thoroughly unconvinced; he’s been your best friend long enough to know when you’re hiding something. “well, from the five minutes i’ve known him, i can tell he looks at you like you hold the universe,” he chortles. you turn to look at him with wide eyes and hot cheeks. he holds up his hands defensively, shrugging. “i’m just saying. i don’t know if you like him, but you can’t deny that he looks at you with so much love in his eyes.”
when you pause to think about it, you’re horrified to find out he’s right. you’re a little slow, but you’re not blind; jaemin who always makes sure you have enough to eat, not even bothering with his own food. who carries extra jackets in his car for you. who has a habit of holding your hand and kissing your knuckles. you’ve only known him for three months, yet he treats you like a lover he’s known his whole life.
you turn to face the counter when your phone vibrates. fishing it out of your pocket, you see a notification from jaemin. seeing how you purposefully shift your body so sungchan can’t lean over your shoulder to look, he can already guess who it is.
jaem: i hope your drink was refreshing! i made it with my love for you in mind ❤ (ɔˆз(ˆ⌣ˆc) [03:25 PM]
the emoji beside his message feels taunting. of all the ones, why did he have to choose the one of two... people? kissing? it doesn’t help that your heart flutters too, still thinking of sungchan’s words from earlier.
curse na jaemin and his sickeningly, effortless flirting. you knew he was affectionate, but can’t he just keep it in his heart for a minute? in the five minutes he chose to spend with you than back in his store working, he was able to stir your heart, release a jar of butterflies in your stomach, and break down your closet of skeletons. his text, intentional or not, was able to force you to acknowledge the truth you were so keen on ignoring. it’s an anti-climatic epiphany, but.
ah.
i think i like him.
for some reason, this realization that has now dawned on you doesn’t make you feel panicked. if anything, it feels right, like this is how things should be. but then again, who wouldn’t fall in love with na jaemin? he’s practically love personified.
really, it’s inevitable, falling for him. there’s no use denying it; seeing how jaemin treats you, and how your friends pair you two as a match made in heaven, you don’t see a reason not to.
though you finally realized that you like jaemin, nothing has changed. you still make witty remarks and push him away whenever he’s obnoxiously affectionate. but the one thing you’ve noticed, thanks to jeno and donghyuck, is how you’ve unknowingly become bolder. when he flirts with you, instead of shutting him down like you used to do, you retaliate with an equally suggestive comment, sometimes even rendering him speechless. jeno and donghyuck had confronted you on it, cornering you one day on campus. needless to say, it led to a very embarrassing conversation; who knew those two, who made it their sole mission to embarrass jaemin, could act like such threatening parents?
seeing how everyone around you seems to know how you feel, you’re sure jaemin does, too. yet he behaves the same around you and never once addresses it. it’s inevitable that you’ll occasionally feel frustrated. the line between platonic and romantic has blurred so much that a kiss on the lips wouldn’t be an indicator of anything - that’s just how confusing a character he is. it’s obvious he won’t come out with his true feelings, too. so really, you can’t blame yourself for feeling this way.
so until he says anything, you resist furthering your relationship, even if you have the urge to run into his arms. although both of you are smart enough to know that there’s some infatuation there, you don’t want to look like an idiot should you be overthinking everything. thus, you remain blissfully ignorant, resisting the temptation to put your lips together.
of course, there are times when you falter and almost blow your ignorant facade. usually it’s when jaemin looks especially jaw dropping, or he’s treating you too sweetly for you to not profess your feelings for him.
or both, like now.
“so, what do you think?” he asks, gesturing at himself. his freshly dyed black hair, still wet from the rain, sweeps his eyes, which he pushes away by combing a hand through his hair. you’re keenly aware of how the tuxedo perfectly fits him, accentuating his proportions. it really isn’t fair for him to be so sweet, handsome, and for having great proportions.
you’re so busy admiring him that you don’t realize he’s waiting for a response. “oh, sorry,” you mumble, tearing your eyes away. you hope he doesn’t notice how much you’re affected by it.
but as perceptive as ever, jaemin smirks, resembling the cheshire cat’s. “i must look really handsome for you to react this way,” he teases.
you roll your eyes. “you look really good, jaem. i must say, i did well choosing this for you. i don’t think i’ve seen someone suit a tuxedo as much as it does you. no pun intended.”
you expect him to continue teasing you, but you notice he doesn’t say anything. when you take a closer look at him, you can see the faintest of blushes on his cheeks. he clears his throat, regaining his composure. “you should go change, so i can have some bragging rights, too.”
“don’t miss me too much,” you tease, slinking into the fitting room.
two weeks ago, you learned from jaemin that there was an upcoming charity event that the volunteering organization he works at had organized. because it was going to be an upscale formal event, all members had been requested to help out, being allowed to bring a plus-one. he had invited you to be his date (his words, not yours) and dragged you out to an expensive boutique sometime during the evening to shop for clothes.
recalling the memory has your heart excitedly beating. big, formal events aren’t your thing, but you know it’s important for him. plus, he invited you of all people to attend... you might be so bold to call it a date!
(except you don’t. just to have some humility.)
when you slide the curtain shut, you turn to see what he had picked out for you. it’s not a tuxedo, but rather a moderately feminine black jumpsuit with a mildly low v-line. you’re not opposed to wearing it; it looks professional and comfortable, yet you can’t conceal the surprise on your face. you admire it for a few more seconds before stripping yourself and slipping it on.
“to be honest, this isn’t what i expected,” you admit, emerging from the fitting cubicle. “but it’s comfortable.”
jaemin, who has now changed into his regular attire, looks up from his phone, and you watch as his nonchalant expression contorts to one of immense interest. he makes his way to you, not bothering to hide his attraction. “you... look really good,” he lamely babbles.
“really? that’s it?”
he pouts, leaning in to wrap his arms around your waist. your breath hitches at your close proximity, and you have to will yourself to not scream there and then. “you look too good for words,” he complains. “i saw this while we were browsing around for each other, and it looked too good for me to not get it.” he scans your body again, whistling. “i must say, i have great taste in clothes.”
you flush red at his straightforwardness, gently smacking his shoulder. seeing him so affected by you should make you swell with confidence, but you feel more than ready to melt into a puddle. “shut up,” you hiss.
jaemin coos, removing his arms to pinch your cheeks again. “aww, are you embarrassed?”
before you can protest, a soft knocking grabs your attention. you turn to the best of your ability and see one of the clerks standing a few feet away, politely smiling your way. “you two make a cute couple,” she absentmindedly comments.
if you thought you couldn’t get any more flustered, you were wrong. you’re about to open your mouth to correct her, but jaemin beats you to it. “thank you,” he smiles.
your heart pauses for a brief, stunned moment, before beating at an erratic pace. there are several thoughts swirling in your mind, but all you can focus on is how he didn’t bother correcting the clerk when he could’ve, considering how you two aren’t even dating. it’s probably easier that way, you convince yourself. but... do we look so close that others mistaken us as a couple?
the thought has the tips of your ears burning a fiery red.
you’re pulled out of your gay panic when the clerk speaks again. “i hope you don’t mind me asking you two to head out once you’re done. we have quite a line outside,” she explains.
jaemin nods. “alright, thank you!” once the clerk leaves, he faces you with a smile; you wonder how can he look so unbothered, especially after messing with your heart and head. “you should get changed. i’ll wait for you out here.”
perhaps you’re looking too deeply into it. it was an offhanded comment that probably didn’t mean anything. if sungchan were in jaemin’s place, you would have a very different reaction. you’re certain you’d laugh until you cried. but then again, it’s jaemin, the very boy that you are begrudgingly infatuated with. he always has a way to make your heart beat so fast you feel like it’s about to jump out of your chest.
after changing and paying for your clothes, you stand by the entrance, waiting for him to step away from the cash register. when he does, he approaches you with a wide smile, a shopping bag in hand. “shall we get going?” he asks.
you nod, ready to turn your heel and exit the boutique. but apparently he has different plans, because he grabs your hand and intertwines your fingers before walking out of the store, hand-in-hand.
if it weren’t for jaemin’s hands tightly woven against yours, you’re sure you would’ve melted into a puddle there and then.
as lovable as jaemin is, he can be a bit of an airhead sometimes.
before entering the boutique, it was already sprinkling. you were about to go back to his car to grab an umbrella for you two when he draped his jacket over your head, dragging you back to the entrance as it rained on his hair. as heart fluttering the gesture was, you wish you had torn away and went back to the car, because now the rain is pouring down on you two, soaking you to the core.
you both squeeze your bodies towards the door as much as possible, making a fruitless attempt at seeking shelter in the small concave of the entrance. you close your bag shut as firmly as possible, afraid of soaking your newly bought clothes. you glance at the rain, and you can tell it won’t be letting up anytime soon. you’re contemplating on staying inside the store until it stops raining when jaemin squeezes your hand. “i guess we have no other choice but to run.”
you turn your head so fast you nearly give yourself whiplash. while getting soaked by the rain isn’t a big deal, you’re terrified of ruining your new clothes, especially after seeing the price tag on them. “what?”
he gives your hand another reassuring squeeze before suddenly bolting away from the entrance with you in tow. you yelp as you’re jerked forward and you nearly drop your bag. on the other hand, he’s laughing as he runs, not seeming to care about his clothes soaking all over. when you take a second to look at him in his giddy state, your heart flutters. if it weren’t for your fear of ruining your expensive clothes, you’d probably be swooning, seeing how this scene is practically straight out of a k-drama.
a minute later, you both come to a halt in front of his car. he fumbles with his keys for a few moments, but when you hear the click of the car, you two instantly throw yourselves inside, gaining shelter. he locks it, and you both throw your bags into the backseat. aside from the heavy breathing and the downpour outside, it’s quiet.
when you shift in your seat, you grimace at the feeling of wet socks. “gross,” you cringe, kicking off your shoes. “you should’ve let me go back in the car to grab the umbrella earlier.”
jaemin laughs, sweeping a hand through his wet hair. “but if i did that, i wouldn’t have gotten to see you all cutely wrapped in my jacket.”
have you always been this weak around him? three months ago, such comments would have made you snort. now, despite shuddering from the cold, you feel hot all over. you can’t even get a snarky remark off your tongue. “what’s wrong? cat got your tongue?” he hums with a smirk.
you can think of at least five comebacks, all resting on your tongue. but you’re not sure what’s come over you; maybe the coldness of the rain is finally getting to you, or you’re finally fed up with his ambiguous flirting. whatever the reason, it makes you sarcastically chuckle. “do you think it’s fun?” you begin.
he shoots you a quizzical look. “do i think what is fun?”
the thin layer of rain coating your body is a reminder of the consequences to come if you don’t get out of your clothes soon. you close your eyes, resting your head against the window. “flirting with me. do you get a thrill out of calling me cute, or holding my hand?”
“of course i do. you always have the best reactions,” he answers matter-of-factly. even though you’re closing your eyes, you can feel his concerned stare boring holes into you. “where’s this coming from? if you’re uncomfortable, i can stop.”
this confusing mixture of cold and hot that you feel is probably an indicator of a fever that’s to come, you note to yourself. at least the heater’s on, so you can warm yourself up. “do you do it just because it’s fun, or because you’re genuine?” the words are already out of your mouth before you can filter them, but strangely, you don’t feel panicked. to be honest, you feel relieved to finally ask the question that’s been weighing on your mind for weeks.
a stunned silence hangs in the car, so you decide to focus on the pattering rain and the low hum of the heater instead, awaiting his response. you wait a few moments before cracking your eyes open, tilting your head towards jaemin. he wears an unreadable expression on his face, so you’re unsure if you should feel happy or scared. it takes a few more agonizing seconds before he says anything, and when he does, he’s looking you straight in the eyes. “is there a right answer?” he asks.
as much as you want to tell him there is one, that the right answer is him confessing that he’s just as in love with you as you are with him, you remain silent. even if he confuses your heart with his actions, you don’t want to pressure him to feeling something he doesn’t feel - assuming he doesn’t like you back, anyways. “no.”
he deeply inhales, and you’re suddenly reminded of how humorous your situation is. both of you are sitting in his car, soaking wet and shivering. apparently all it took was some downpour and an impending fever for you to reveal the thoughts that had been buried in your mind. the more you think about it, though, the more silly it seems. seeing how he’s so silent, you can already imagine what’s to come, even if you had high hopes. “you know what, forget what i said. i think the cold’s just getting to me-”
“it’s genuine.”
your words are cut off by jaemin’s response. it’s curt, begging more questions than answers. you can only imagine the look of surprise on your face, considering how you had been bracing yourself for heartbreak. “i’ll call jeno cute because i know he doesn’t like it. it’s fun, riling him up. but i’ll call you cute because i genuinely think you’re the cutest person i’ve seen.” you feel yourself blushing, but he continues. “i kiss hyuckie on the cheek because it’s fun to see him lose the confident facade he always brags about. but i kiss you on your cheeks, hands - you name it - because my heart jumps out of my chest each time i see you get all pouty, or when you get red all over. i don’t think you know the kind of effect you have on me,” he chuckles.
both of your eyes are still locked together, and you suddenly feel much smaller than him, despite being the same height. “...huh?” you lamely babble.
he chuckles, but it’s not his usual loud, obnoxious laugh. it’s short, almost bittersweet. “i flirt with you because i like you a lot and don’t know how to deal with my feelings,” he explains. “i flirt with others so my feelings aren’t so obvious.” before you can open your mouth, he adds, “if i’m being perfectly honest, i was planning on confessing to you at the charity that’s happening next week. i guess you figured things out before i could.”
although you’ve only known him for three months, you’ve gotten pretty good at reading his thoughts. you can see a look of regret flash in his eyes, and he smiles, bittersweet. just as you had braced yourself for a rejection, he is, too. you so desperately want to wipe that look of sadness off his face, your urgency trumping your thinking. instead of going on a tangent about how you like him, too, you blurt, “i think i’m in love with you.”
he snaps his eyes wide, jaw hanging open. you can feel your face and ears heating up, and- like and love are two very different things! you think to yourself. before he can say anything, you quickly add, “i mean, i like you a lot, too! in a romantic way. er, love? well, i love you like a friend, but i think it’s too soon to say i love you romantically. wait, that came out wrong-”
your rambling is interrupted by a loud snort, and you timidly lift your head up to see jaemin trying to stifle his laughter. you’re not sure whether you should be relieved or embarrassed. he notices your abrupt pause and holds up his hands in defeat, a smile gracing his lips. “sorry, i wasn’t laughing at you. well, technically i was, but it was just because i feel relieved.” he props a hand on the armrest wedged between you two, and you’re suddenly aware of how good he looks despite being drenched by the rain. “i’m in love with you, too.”
instantly your face heats up, and judging from the laugh that leaves his throat, you can tell you look the part, too. his confession makes you backtrack and question everything you thought you understood about romance. how can he be so confident? how does he know that he’s in love and that it’s not just a simple crush? heck, what even is love? you wonder to yourself.
you’re too immersed with your contemplation to notice his free hand sneaking to link yours. it isn’t until he loops your fingers together that you snap out of your thoughts, eyes boring holes into your intertwined fingers. you’re used to his touchy gestures, but after hearing him confess, it feels completely foreign. as if he’s read your mind, he explains, “love is a confusing thing, especially because it comes in various forms.” his solemn eyes meet yours. “but i’m serious when i say i’m in love with you. you make my heart feel so full, and in the three months i’ve known you, you’ve somehow assimilated yourself as this beacon of light i always look towards. i love how you cute you look in my jackets, i love how you care so much even if you always tease us, i love how you talk a little faster and how your eyes light up when you talk about your favorite things... to be honest, i don’t think you’ll understand how my heart swells whenever i think about you.”
this is all too overwhelming, especially in the setting you’re in. you can only flare up as you bury your face in your intertwined hands, mumbling incoherent words that he can only assume to be insults. he mutters something about how cute you are, and you can only grumble in embarrassment. “i understand if you feel overwhelmed,” he begins, brushing wet strands of hair behind your ear. “but i think you deserve to know that everything i do to you and everything i feel about you is genuine.”
your face is still buried in his hands, afraid of melting if you looked him in the eye. “...i really like you. i like you a lot, jaemin,” you mumble. his hold on your hand tightens, and you squeeze back. “like you said, love is a confusing thing. i don’t really know what it is... how do people differentiate the types, anyways?” slowly lifting your head up, you will yourself to not waver from jaemin’s gaze. “infatuation is a scary thing, jaem. but if wanting to kiss you and wanting to run into your arms means i’m in love with you, then so be it.”
he practically lights up, all happiness and hope radiating from his face. “you want to kiss me?” he chirps.
“is that seriously the only thing you got out of it?”
“okay, okay, i’m sorry, love,” jaemin apologizes. for someone who understands that you’re overwhelmed, he’s doing everything just to intensify that feeling. it’s a nickname that comes out absentmindedly - you know this, having been called that more times than you can count - yet it almost feels intentional this time. it’s quite ironic how warm you feel despite being covered in a layer of cold rain. “if it makes you feel better, i want to kiss you, too.”
this feels like a scene straight out of a k-drama. here you both are, professing your love for each other in the midst of a downpour. cupid would be swooning. you gulp, absentmindedly rubbing your thumb on his hand. “i’ve never kissed anyone before,” you admit.
you expect him to tease you about your lack of experience, but instead he leans forward, cupping your face. “it’s okay, love. may i kiss you?” he asks.
for some reason, you’re suddenly brought back to health class from high school. consent is sexy, you recall sungchan hollering for weeks. it’s kind of funny how you’re about to have your first kiss with the boy you’ve been infatuated with for a while, yet sungchan’s words are the only thing echoing in your head. he’s not wrong, you think to yourself as jaemin’s lips hover yours.
you’re not sure why, but when he inches closer, you subconsciously squeeze your eyes shut. seconds later, you feel his lips molding against yours. your shaky hands are tightly gripping onto jaemin’s hands on your face, and you simply wait for him to lead you. he’s moving his lips, and you clumsily follow his lead. at first, it’s a bit messy; you weren’t lying when you said you were inexperienced, awkwardly bumping noses each time. thankfully, he doesn’t make fun of you at all, only comforting you as you bashfully apologize for your skills. but slowly you two settle into a comfortable pace as his hands snake behind your neck; you’re unsure if you’re shivering from his touch or the cold.
he seems to be getting bolder, though, because moments after you’ve gotten used to kissing him, he sneakily suckles on your bottom lip, eliciting a whimper from you. the sound surprises both of you, because he pulls back, breathless, while your face is flushed all over again. “...that was hot,” he whispers in awe.
you smack his shoulder, face a fiery red. “we’re not going to speak of this ever again.”
“i don’t know about you, but i’m engraining this moment in my head forever. it’s cute, seeing you get all sensitive just from kissing. i wonder...” his hand on your neck lowers until his fingers ghost your waist, and you immediately recognize his implications. “i’m kidding, i’m kidding,” he laughs, ignoring the embarrassed glare you shoot at him.
“for the hopeless romantic, you’re awfully brave suggesting such suggestive things. seriously, what nerve!”
jaemin’s laugh is loud, and you’re relieved it’s no longer the short, bittersweet one from earlier. “you love me. or like me, at least.”
“as if,” you roll your eyes, fisting his collar and pulling him closer.
“i never expected you to be so needy, (name). we should be heading back soon, unless we want to catch a cold.” his actions contradict his words, though, because he lets himself be pulled in as you crash your lips together.
you pull away a few seconds later before sticking your tongue out at him. “the only reason why i’m like this because it’s my first kiss, and i plan on treasuring it as much as i can. when i get home, i’m going to be a changed man.”
when you let go of his collar, you notice a mischievous smirk curl at jaemin’s lips. “who says you’re going back to your place?”
“...what.”
“i’m just kidding, (name)- ow!! don’t hit me!!”
“you’re so lucky i lo- like you.”
jaemin’s smile is contagious; as much as you want to feign annoyance, you can’t, your frown quickly being replaced with a giggle. “and so lucky i am, my love~” he hums, peppering kisses on your knuckles.
I am absolutely ENAMORED. Such simple yet emotive writing! The word count being quite long helped the relationship develop in a realistic manner and I am living for it!!
summary - Old friends Jisung and Y/N recollect fragments of their past, their worlds colliding inch by inch as Jisung searches for an opportunity to restore the beautiful friendship he let burn to the ground.
A/N: Hello 😊! If you want a little bit of context on what’s going on during a good chunk of this story, the prologue is a good place to start. However, if you just want some good ol’ fashion Jisung content, then I don’t blame you. Happy reading 💛!
*this post was commissioned | find all my college aus here | commission info
major: electrical engineering
minor: philosophy
clubs: engineering association, secretly attends music club and says that he doesn’t even though junhoe has caught him multiple times
sports: LOL is being on his college’s esport team count? does asking jiwon about his gym routine count?
hanbin is definitely a notable character on campus
he isn’t insanely popular and social like jinhwan or donghyuk - boasting thousands of followers on instagram and being labeled the princes’ of their department
but he’s not a total tech nerd like chanwoo - who keeps crushing poor hanbin at every video game he gets into
but a lot of people do know him
mostly because he’s got resting pissed off face
and nearly half the student body has gotten the wrong impression because of that
the amount of times jinhwan has had to explain to people that no hanbin isn’t glaring at you - he just can’t see very well
or in fact, he actually think you’re pretty cool it’s just,,,,,,,for some reason,,,hanbin never learned to express that very well
actually, hanbin isn’t good at expressing in general
he shifts from focused and hardworking when it comes to his studies, to tired and lazy when it comes to just about anything else
he can get loud when he thinks someone is cheating in overwatch or when someone bothers him in the middle of studying
but a genuine smile,,,,,,,,even after years of friendship jiwon admits he isn’t really sure he’s seen one from hanbin
but that’s not true, because hanbin does smile
especially when he’s embarrassed
and what embarrasses him the most????? love
any mention of relationships, skinship, dates, marriage, lovers - all of it makes hanbin get all awkward and jittery
he once got asked out by a brave freshman in his elective arts class
and got so flustered and unable to answer that instead of answering them he excused himself from the classroom
and did THREE laps around the arts building
dripping paint everywhere because he’d forgotten to set down his brushes when he’d rushed out
whenever he’s asked who his ideal partner is, or who he has a crush on on campus
he always answers with an idol’s name or a video game character
people always lifting an eyebrow because isn’t that a little childish, or is he just avoiding the question?
but he honestly means it - the idea of dating,,,,,,he won’t admit it,,,,,,,but it’s a bit too much for hanbin to handle for some reason
that being said - hanbin, deep down past the sarcasm and high standards
is a good person
he’d give up everything in the world for his sister, hanging photos of his family sentimentally in his dorm
even though he’d complain about it - he’d shrug off his jacket and drop it into the hands of someone whose cold
scolding them, telling them they’re dumb for not wearing layers but all the while knowing that he just doesn’t want them to get sick
yunhyeong gets teased by hanbin relentlessly everyday of his college life - but he never seems to hold a grudge
and when people ask him why,,,,,,,,yunhyeong just says
“hanbin might say stupid things, but his actions always tell me that he values me as a friend.”
soooo why electrical engineering??? to be honest hanbin had wanted to pursue music but tinkering with the actual hardware of computers and circuits had also caught his interest
he always explains that he works better with his hands than his brain - which seems like it wouldn’t work for engineering
but it does
and the philosophy minor has more to do with the fact that no matter how dumb he tries to say he is
hanbin has bigger ideas about the world, consistently questioning if people have purposes at all
much to jinhwan’s disappointment because
“god hanbin we’re at a club! no one wants to hear about freud! i want to get DRUNK dude!”
hanbin looks cute walking around campus with his nose stuck in a ‘intro to hegel’ textbook, rocking a cute dva keychain on his backpack
and hiding his face behind a white mask because he’s convinced jiwon is stealing his moisturizer and this weather isn’t good for his skin
you’re actually in the nursing program of the university with jinhwan
you hadn’t really meant to befriend the most popular senior in your major - but you’d been randomly assigned to complete a large scale research project with him on new tech influenced medical practices
and had somehow also found yourself agreeing to work on it,,,,,,,in his dorm
“i know the idea of three guys in one dorm is intimidating, but we have a lot of space considering it’s supposed to room up to six people. they’ll be more space for us to spread out!”
jinhwan insisted, unlocking the door to his dorm as you stood uncomfortably behind him
clutching the strap of your messenger bag for dear life
when you follow behind him, you notice both his roommates splayed out on a couch - game controllers in their hands
one of them pushes the other in the shoulder, and - oh my god he doesn’t have a shirt on!
you instantly look down and jinhwan clears his throat
“jiwon go put some cloths on - we have a guest!”
one of them, jiwon you presume, gets up to stroll out of the room
but not before giving you a casual wave as you feel the tips of your ears burn in embarrassment
the remaining roommate gets up too - switching of the ps4 as he comes over to you and jinhwan
“this is hanbin, i know he looks like he wants to kill you, but that’s just because he’s ugly.”
jinhwan introduces
and hanbin rolls his eyes, mumbling about how if jinhwan wasn’t his senior - he’d really have something nasty to say
before looking at you
he’s handsome, you think, but jinhwan is right he does have kind of a cold expression in his eyes
but either way - you manage out a small introduction and hanbin returns with his own
it’s only maybe thirty seconds of interaction? it’s the first time you speak to hanbin and you never expect it to cross your mind ever again
you go by weeks, coming over to this dorm to work on this project with jinhwan
jiwon and hanbin never really bother you guys, only asking every now and then what jinhwan wants to order for dinner - inviting you to stay and pratake in late night pizza or home cooking from jiwon’s aunts
sometimes hanbin will help you guys, not that he knows much about nursing
but he knows about researching and tech
you’ll sit with your laptop shared between you and him and jinhwan
and it used to be weird - being alone in this space of three friends, but before you knew it
it was comfortable
and then,,,,,,,,,,,,something changed
it was a week before you and jinhwan would be presenting your project
it was nearly done and this was supposed to be a run through of what you’d both be saying
but since you had classes till 9 pm, you only managed to get to their dorm when it was already pretty dark
the door was open and you let yourself in, setting down the bag of canned coffee and candy you’d bought from a nearby grocery
assuming you and jinhwan would need major caffeine to go through this large presentation
but to your shock, jinhwan wasn’t home - nor was jiwon
it was only you and hanbin
he’d shuffled out of his room, hair a mess and glasses perched on top of his head
“do you know where jinhwan is?”
hanbin had yawned and shook his head
“nope, probably got caught up hanging out with someone but he’ll be back soon”
he saunters over to you, rummaging through the bag you’d brought and pulling out a can of coffee
“can i have one? im going to be up for a final tonight too.”
you tell him to help himself, looking up to see hanbin’s eyes are tired - ringed with red like he hasn’t slept in days already
for a couple of minutes you guys make casual chit-chat
multiple times after finding out you’d been working with jinhwan at his dorms people have asked
is hanbin as scary as he seems? is he always mean to you? he seems like the type to nag or get angry over anything…….
but he’d never been even close to mean - he was always just,,,,,,normal
and even though he was less talkative and forthcoming than jiwon
and never downright flirty like jinhwan
he was nice in his own way
hanbin excuses himself to get back to studying and you get comfortable on the couch
opening up your notes as you wait for jinhwan
the time passes as you fall deeper into your notes
it reaches midnight and jinhwan doesn’t show any signs of coming back - neither does jiwon
you worry, maybe they’re both in trouble?
so you get up and make your way over to hanbin’s room, softly knocking on the door
after a few seconds of shuffling, he opens it and you apologize to interrupt but isn’t he also worried where his two friends are?
hanbin sighs, but agrees with you
“those idiots know the RA will lose it if we stay out past midnight. i should go and try to find them,,,,,,,,”
“ill help, if that’s ok?”
hanbin nods, taking his coat off his desk chair
you and him make a couple of rounds around the campus hot spots
there are tons of people still studying in the library and even a couple hanging around the gym
but not jinhwan and jiwon
hanbin tries calling them, then texting donghyuck who usually knows where to find at least one of them
but no luck
“im sure they’re just out partying. but what an idiot, im going to tell jinhwan off for forgetting he promised to study with you.”
you smile weakly
“it’s ok! im sure he didn’t mean to forget.”
“still, he’s older than both of us - he should really be more responsible.”
hanbin checks the time on his phone again
“c’mon ill walk you back to your dorm.”
you thank him, searching for your keys in your pockets when you realize you left your bag back at their place
you embarrassingly admit it, but hanbin tells you that it’s fine - you guys can go get it and then he’ll walk you home either way
“being out late like this is dangerous”
you two return and you pick up your bag, but before you go hanbin offers to go through your presentation with you if you want
at least that way you haven’t completely wasted your time
even though the clock ticks past one in the morning - hanbin watches you present from your note cards
clicking through the slides on your laptop
he even helps with some of the formatting and suggests helpful changes
the time escapes you at some point, and when the presentation is over you just end up on the couch beside hanbin
as you two just talk
as hanbin reveals to you his interests in philosophy - in the big questions of the world
and as you let him know that a lot of the same questions are the reason why you got into nursing
“i want a purpose in life - i want to help people.”
“see, i think even though purposes can vary - that’s one that never changes.”
you take a moment, thinking it over and finding that it’s true - no matter where your life goes, your profession would mean you cared for people
“do you think just having a good career where you help others is worth living?”
hanbin looks down at his hands and shrugs
“maybe, some people tell me the purpose of life is to fall in love and start a family. some tell me it’s about making money. but our connections to others - isn’t that what matters? isn’t that how we’re defined?”
the conversation spans on and on, you both lose yourselves
and hanbin doesn’t think he’s ever really talked to someone like this before
and you don’t think you’ve ever felt so ,,,,, open with someone you might not even call a friend yet
and who knows why or how you two got here
what chain of events lead you up to being in hanbin’s dorm on a thursday night past midnight
and why when you should have left hours ago and he should have returned to his books
you’d ended up moving closer and closer
till the only light in the room, the one from your laptop screen dulls
and you lean forward, one hand on hanbin’s thigh
lips brushing his
your memory flashes to the first time you met - how cold his eyes had seemed, but how it didn’t take away from how handsome you thought he was
and hanbin - who’d spent most of his time avoiding these situation, not involving himself romantically with anyone
was letting you do this
and maybe he doesn’t say it to anyone
especially not to himself
that he’s always found himself drawn to you
the image of you sitting cross legged on the floor with jinhwan, debating resources for your project
how you’d come over sometimes after class, with a thousand different papers in your hands
a pencil tucked cutely behind your ear
the way you’d laughed, filling the dorm with a musical soft sound when jiwon showed you a video of jinhwan pouring drinks all over himself on a dare one time
how he’d be playing video games with jiwon, pulling jinhwan’s attention away
and you never got angry
instead hanbin would put down his controller and catch you on your phone, lower lip between your teeth
and now
when you’d chosen to let him help you, had chosen to talk with him through the night
and you’d chosen to kiss him
and for a moment he’d chosen to kiss you back
but then
you both were pulling away - as if simultaneously realizing how this situation was just
too sudden
too abrupt
so you collect your things, hanbin gets up to walk you to the door, but it’s shutting in his face before he can even blink
“tell jinhwan to call me when he’s back”
is the last thing you say
and after that everything in hanbin’s world falls out of sync
like the planets have all aligned but it’s wrong - his center of gravity just doesn’t exist
jinhwan turns up in the morning, profusely apologizing to you on the phone as hanbin listens quietly
“it totally slipped my mind that we said we’d study again - i’ll buy you lunch as an apology - no no don’t even think about saying no, i was such a dumbass!”
hanbin clutches his fist, some weird feeling of uneasiness piling up in the pit of his gut
when jinhwan hangs up, hanbin gets up with such a loud sound it startles his roommate
“dude, what’s wrong?”
hanbin doesn’t meet jinhwan’s gaze
“you are a dumbass, i don’t care if you’re older than me - you deserve to be called that.”
jinhwan sort of goes speechless as he watches hanbin disappear down the hall
you and jinhwan give your presentation, it goes great, you get an A
and after that
you never come around anymore
and hanbin hates that your absence weighs on him
why aren’t they sitting on the couch? why aren’t they laughing at something stupid one of us did? why aren’t they here - why can’t i see them?
hanbin finds himself walking past flower stands, seeing bouquets of roses or tulips and for some reason he hovers
what kind of flowers do they like? do they even like flowers in the first place? and why do i care - why do i want to know so badly?
the shopkeepers always try to ask if he needs help, he has been standing staring at them for twenty minutes
but hanbin never buys them - just apologizes and runs off
but it’s not just flowers, this happens with everything
and he doesn’t get it - it doesn’t make sense
when he catches you coming out of from class, chatting with some of your friends
an unstoppable urge pushes him toward you - but he takes every ounce to fight it back
yes you two kissed - but it was spur of the moment - and you had run away
why would he approach you now, wouldn’t that just seem desperate?
but in reality, you’re just like hanbin
you’re much more versed in these feelings so you realize you have a crush on him, one that had harbored itself over those late night study sessions with jinhwan
where you’d be working on your project, but be acutely aware of hanbin’s presence
the little noises he made when he lost to jiwon in games, how he looked good even in sweatpants and a t-shirt
you don’t really know why you pushed away from him in that moment you had with him
it was just weird
he had sort of kissed you back? but there seemed to be this air of hesitance so you ran away
you wish you could talk to him, figure it out
but you also come to the same conclusion
i don’t want to seem desperate
about a good two weeks passes before suddenly jinhwan is standing in front of you outside of the nursing building with his hands on his hips
“hey, we need to talk”
“but the project is over-”
“no, we have another problem. a problem that i have to live with until i graduate so i want to sort it out now.”
at first you’re utterly confused
how are you at all involved with any problems of jinhwans - but then jinhwan sighs and goes
“hanbin, im talking about hanbin.”
did he tell jinhwan about what happened!?!?
you feel a rush of embarrassment, not sure how to explain to the senior of yours that it was a mistake, really just a mistake
but then you see something change in jinhwan’s expression
“i think he likes you.”
backtracking for a second you kind of just stare at jinhwan in disbelief
“h-he likes me? and he told you to tell me?”
jinhwan shakes his head and you two sit down on the steps of the building
“no, he didn’t. actually, i don’t think he himself realizes what his feelings are. hanbin is kind of ,,,,,,,,,,,, bad in the relationships department.”
you look down, remembering something hanbin had said to you the last night you saw each other
our connections with people is what matters
“oh,,,,but - how do you know that he feels that way if he hasn’t even said it?”
jinhwan gives a weak smile
“because i saw him toss chocolates into the garbage, make a playlist full of love songs before deleting it angrily off his laptop, and the guy ive known since we were in highschool suddenly didn’t look like someone i knew at all. he’s struggling and only one thing makes hanbin like that.”
jinhwan touches your hand gently
“and it’s love.”
to be honest, you don’t know what to do with this information
that night on the couch, you felt a strong connection with hanbin. so strong that it lead you to do something drastic and out of character, but looking back on it
the feeling was blissful
and if you could build on that,,,,with hanbin,,,,,,you really wouldn’t mind at all
but how can i just approach him now? it’s been some time, what if he just flat our rejects me?
you sigh, lost in your thoughts as the bustle of university life surrounds you
couples pass you by, laughing and talking
holding hands and kissing
and then the crowd parts and for a split second across them all you see a figure all alone
it’s hanbin
he has a book in one hand, coffee in the other - his backpack at his feet with the corner of his engineering textbook sticking out
he briefly looks up, meeting your gaze
and then the sea of people returns and you feel something in your heart tug
you go forward, confident that you can push through the bustle of people who are running around campus all the time
classes just let out so there’s a swarm but you walk right into the middle
i should go talk to hanbin! if jinhwan is right,,,,,,,i want to make sure of it myself!
but you don’t even have to make it to the end of the people because hanbin meets you halfway
and you both look at each other, wide eyed and shocked
“did you-”
“i wanted to talk-”
you feel your shoulder get brushed past by students, hanbin clutching his bag closer not to be in anyone’s way
and then without really thinking about it you put a hand on his wrist and you two join the moving flow
you sit down with him somewhere more secluded, neither of you is sure what to stay or how to start this
until hanbin mumbles
“let’s just do this all over again?”
you nod and before you know it he’s set down his book and coffee and leans in
cold fingertips on your cheeks as he asks you to close your eyes and this time
he’s the one that kisses you
and there are no intentions of pulling away
“why did you start liking me?”
“i guess i always thought you were cute, ever since you started coming around for your project with jinhwan. but after talking to you,,,”
hanbin looks for the right word
“it just clicked. you’re the kind of person that i want.”
jinhwan calls it when you come back hand in hand with hanbin to the dorms
like legit he gets his tiny body onto the couch, pointing at you two triumphantly like I KNEW IT
while jiwon is just flabbergasted
because quote on quote “you like hanbin back? but he has no redeeming qualities,,,,,,”
hanbin: “jiwon the only thing smaller than a pea is your brain”
but they both are just joking, they are actually super happy to see that hanbin has gotten a partner
because honestly there were bets going around in the group that he’d end up a hermit or something
yunhyeong, chanwoo, junhoe, and donghyuk all meet you a couple of days later when jinhwan insists they go out for drinks to celebrate
‘hanbin becoming a man’
yunhyeong and donghyuk immediately give you their contacts - just in case hanbin tries anything funny
while junhoe and chanwoo just clap hanbin on the back because - wow never thought you had it in you!
to be honest it’s a little bit embarrassing to be surrounded by hanbin’s friend group, they’re all such strong personalities, but they accept you just fine
dating hanbin means putting up with his roommates shenanigans
which are harmless toward you, just a lot of watching hanbin get teased for being bad at overwatch and jinhwan telling you that hanbin fell asleep in jeans three times this week
and the rest of his friends are just as fun, telling you joke stories about hanbin
but also RELENTLESSLY bringing up every gushy thing he’s said or done for you
“did you know hanbin put your picture on his phone case?”
“did you know hanbin spent hours googling ‘date ideas’ last night?”
“did you know hanbin almost broke chanwoo’s headset when chanwoo suggested that he’d invite you over to get coffee with him sometime?”
like it’s amazing how close they all are,,,,but now you’re in the cross fire of it all too
hanbin teaches you that the easiest thing is to ignore them - even though you know that he doesn’t
like you’re giving him a hug goodbye after you all went to the movies and you just know junhoe is wiggling his eyebrows and hanbin is flipping him off
but speaking of dates - hanbin is surprisingly good at picking romantic spots even though he admits that he’s never really been a romantic person
you guys go to a lot of live music shows, especially r&b soloist and jazz
hanbin reveals to you that he’s always had an interest in writing and producing music
and when you ask him excitedly to sing for you
he just goes “ah- what? no way!” but at some point you pester him just enough for him to sing a line from a song you like
and your jaw just drops because his voice is unique and can go pretty deep
and now every time you stay over, dozing off on hanbin’s chest you can hear him mumble the lyrics of some song against your hair
but other dates include; exploring wine bars, hanbin taking blurry photographs of you when you’re out in the park, and of course helping each other study
even though opening an engineering textbook scares the living daylights out of you
and hanbin will be the first to admit that he has no clue about any of the bones in his body
“but if you want to give me a full body exam, feel free?”
“hanbin,,,,,,,,,,did you just use a pick up line on me?”
“maybe”
“hanbin,,,,,,,,,,,we’re dating.”
his clumsiness does show itself when he’s trying to be a good boyfriend
because sometimes he can’t think of the right things to say and he needs to ask jinhwan for tips on how to deal with arguments
but he’s trying
no matter what - he’s trying to be the kind of boyfriend you dream about
and just seeing the effort makes you fall more in love
will hand write apology letters even if he just showed up late to pick you up from class LOL
he is pretty good at motivating you though
sometimes you’ll actually ask him to critique your work or tell you how you can do this or that better
and he’s shocked because his opinions usually just get taken the wrong way by people
but you know hanbin can really help you so you’re like give me your worst critique ever!!! i can handle it!!!!
he thinks it’s cute how you sometimes want him to tell you what’s wrong even though he’s told you ten times nothing is wrong
and he’ll be like “ok fine, ummm i don’t like the font you used”
“hanbin please take this more seriously”
“ok i don’t like that you indented twice here - im sorry don’t throw that pillow at me!”
playing video games with hanbin and beating him at them and then having to kiss his face all over because nooooo you didn’t mean tooooo
kissing hanbin is always a thrill
he’s a good kisser, but sometimes he can knock you off your feet a little and you have to stop him before he goes too far in public
like his need for affection is pretty high
which is a shocker considering he avoided relationships for so long
but now he’s just like kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss
starts working out so he looks better taking his shirt off and you never notice because like hello he’s hot already
but he’s just like gonna flex and turn my partner on but it’s like whatever you’re already turned on
the tattoo?? the broad shoulders?? the darkness that overcasts his eyes when he gets ontop of you?? LIKE,,,,,,,,
you come out of his room one day wearing just his shirt and jiwon drops his poptart because he’s surprised
and in an instant hanbin is in front of you blocking you off like “jiwon close your eyes you sinner”
and jiwon is like i just want to eat my poptart bro please put some pants on you’re more naked than your significant other
hanbin also surprises you because he gets pretty artsy, like he likes old movies and roll films
and you get him a polaroid on his birthday and he makes one of those cute hanging decorations with photos of you to hang above his desk
donghyuk is like that’s so diy hanbin how cute
and hanbin is like if you call me cute ill kill you,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,but also it is cute isn’t it?
finally hanbin learns what your favorite flowers are and he gets them for you randomly and you’re like oooo so pretty
and the way your face lights up everytime just. kills. him
you’re the cutest person to have ever lived
late night conversations about life, sipping milk tea on the roof of the nursing building while sharing kissing every now and then, watching ghilbi movies under the covers together
dating hanbin is such an experience and it’s one that reminds you why you started feeling something for him in the first place
and it’s because past the surface, there’s a whole world inside of him
and although people get too frightened to befriend or get close to him, the truth is he’s never wished ill on anybody
in fact - he means to help even if it comes out kinda rough
but you appreciate all of that about him
and hanbin finally feels like someone on this planet really is his soulmate
he might have not believed it before
but looking up at you
as you comb your hands through his hair with his head in your lap
watching the tv screen idly after a tough day of classes
and smiling shyly when the male lead on the screen grabs the other lead and kisses them with everything
putting your gaze down to travel over hanbin’s own lips
he thinks
soulmates are real
and he motions for you to lean down and let him kiss you with just as much passion
jinhwan walking in, unfazed by this pda: hanbin look how far you’ve come, from not being able to touch another persons shoulder to making out on MY couch
To anyone dreading making the switch, I have been a Chrome user since it was released, I have been syncing all of my shit with the same google account since they introduced syncing, and I thought switching was going to be so painful but it WAS NOT!!!
Create Bitwarden or similar password manager account. Exporting and importing all of my saved passwords was easy (I had been using LastPass but they nerfed their free version)
Firefox imported everything from Chrome with zero effort. Bitwarden extension in Firefox works flawlessly.
Ghostery and AdBlocker Ultimate as tag team ad blocking extensions has worked flawlessly.
My other two Chrome extensions had perfect Firefox duplicates
I was expecting pain and frustration, and I was prepared to spend hours getting everything back to how I liked it. But in twenty minutes I was done, and I realized that all of the fine tuning I had put into making Chrome the perfect browser for many years... is just the status quo for browsers in 2021.
If you remember being frustrated with Firefox in the past, because I know I was, forget it! It has been three weeks since I made the switch and I forget sometimes that I'm using Firefox now, because it has just worked perfectly.
It honestly warms my heart how even after all these years my works are still being appreciated 🥺. Albeit my writing here was questionable its not too shabby for a 15 year old, Im just glad that my writing still instills happiness to readers 💕
Hello um its been forever how yall been? Did yall miss me? Honestly I think yall have forgotten about me. But Im back! And yeah I miss my friends here its been years
Hope you get better dude. Sorry you have to go through that. This chick started to yell at me when she thought I was checking her out but got even madder when I told her I was checking out her man's ass. Found out a couple days later he broke up with her for embarrassing him (they were only dating for a week & trust me it was terrible you could see him internally screaming) and my gay ass is low key T H R I V I N G. -flirty anon
Im so sorry I took so long nets been down and I couldnt use tumblr. Im using data rn and I aint thriving lol. Also that girl sure is something. Quite bold of her to assume you would check her out. Were you really checking out the guy tho?
Yall Im officially back!! @kpopidolsarehumanstoo - Tumblr Blog | Tumgag
