✮ COMFORTING HOMEBOY AFTER… WINNING? (JUHOON BL/MLM)
⋆ ˚。⋆ contains: juhoon x m!reader, fluff, skinship (hugging, face cupping, nuzzling); please dni if you're not into this; please separate fiction from reality.
⋆ ˚。⋆ disclaimer: I do not own any of the pictures used, nor the dividers; all the credits go to the original owners.
⋆ ˚。⋆ author’s notes: hi guys, I'm so sorry that I took a long time posting, but since some of you liked the last one, I decided to write another one, which is this because I really felt so lovestruck by the way Juhoon is so pretty when he cries, like ??? Like I said, please go easy on me since English isn't my first language. If you guys would like this, then I'll continue writing. If you have any requests, let me know! ALSO, I'M SORRY IF THE ENDING IS CRINGE.
You've watched Juhoon practice for basketball, day and night, since he wanted to get into the varsity team. His dedication to really getting better is strong, especially when you watch him in the basketball club's practice, working hard and taking in the constructive criticisms by the coach because he told you confidently that he'd win his first game.
To motivate him even more, you made a deal with him: if he loses, he has to treat you for a month, and if he wins, you'll have to treat him for a month.
You and Juhoon have been childhood best friends, and you are someone he really trusts, despite having four close bandmates from the band he is in and being popular. And you know what's crazy? His eyes are only for you... LIKE, whenever he needs help with homework, hanging out together, etc.
He's someone who is good at everything, from academics to sports, even child-modelling and many more. This guy has never been unemployed since birth, and as his best friend, you have seen him in his ups and downs, but he was strong through it all.
While you?... You are already perfect enough in whatever you're doing in your life. You have your own path that only you and Juhoon understand. <3
There are times when you join him in practicing for basketball, but you don't have a varsity-level type of skills; you're just good at defending and maybe decent enough to practice with Juhoon.
So, after he won his first game, you were jumping up and down on the bleachers, screaming his name along with the crowd as he scored the last point to win, hugging your close friends you invited to watch the game, rolling your eyes as they teasingly reminded you of the deal you had with Juhoon, since you also told them about it.
But as he heard your cheers, he looked at you with that same warm smile he always has, making you completely forget about the teasing.
Eventually, you find yourself waiting for him outside the school gym, specifically at the back of it, as the rest of the crowd exits the gym loudly at the entrance. You both usually walk home together.
You scroll through your phone, occasionally checking your messages to see some updates from him, and, as you look up from your phone, you see him walking towards you with his duffel bag on his shoulder, full of his stuff, while he wears a simple hoodie and sweatpants, looking like he's ready to go home.
You smile brightly as you see him, putting your phone in your pocket as you immediately run to him, ready to celebrate on the spot, expecting him to be cool and nonchalant about it.
Before you could even finish your sentence, he suddenly dropped his duffel bag. He pulls you flush against him, bending down to wrap his arms tightly around your waist while he buries his face in your neck. Then, you hear sniffles coming from him, with his tears starting to stain your neck.
Your breath hitches as he embraces you, surprisingly—with your eyes wide as your cheeks turn red before you could even wrap your arms around him too.
"Whoa, what’s with the tears?… Y-you won, wh-why are you-” You ask, confused but concerned.
His arms just tighten around your waist as he continues to sob softly.
Your heart races fast from a mix of fluster and confusion as your thoughts start to tangle, completely forgetting the adrenaline of his victory at the moment, feeling slightly panicked as you think about how to comfort him.
You chuckle and rub his back in soothing circles instinctively, trying to comfort him as much as you can.
"Alright, alright, pull yourself together," you reply bluntly, trying to cheer him up in your own way.
It was rare for Juhoon to break down like this, and every time he does, your brain short-circuits and panics, since you don't know how to comfort someone, especially someone who typically knows how to handle their emotions, usually...
You pull him away from your neck to look at his face, keeping his arms wrapped around your waist. You cup both of his cheeks with both hands instinctively, as if your hands are moving on their own, while you wipe his tears away with your thumbs.
As you continued to look at him, you couldn’t help but realize how slightly serious this was, making you worry even more. At the same time, think about how pretty he looked when crying, making you pout at him slightly.
Gosh, Juhoon… what am I supposed to do with you?…
You snap out of your thoughts and smile at him softly, continuing to wipe any more tears.
“D-do you want me to treat you to the convenience store we usually go to?… Remember?… Our deal if you win?…” You reply, a bit softer compared to the blunt tone you had earlier. Hoping it would cheer him up.
He sighs and nods eagerly, pulling out of your hands as he removes his arms around you, wiping his tears with his own hands as he picks up his duffel bag.
“Yeah… I think I’d like that…" he replies with a calmer tone, making you sigh in relief.
And just like that, you walked together to the school's exit casually, gently checking on him to see if he was okay, making some corny jokes and silly faces from time to time to continue cheering him up.
The way you make him smile or laugh makes him forget that he cried in the first place, which you don't realize how much your heart beats during these types of intimate moments you share together.
It's your first of the month of treating him, so of course, you'd want to treat him with something sweet after that win earlier. So, you both arrive at the convenience store and get ice cream, then sit at a table, outside as you eat together.
You sigh and look at him teasingly, "You know, I don't know if I should be happy that you won or not... since I have to treat you for a month with anything you like~" you reply teasingly, making him chuckle and smile warmly.
"I said I'd win my first game, didn't I?~"
You only roll your eyes playfully at his response, and as you both continue eating, you accidentally smoosh a bit of ice cream into the side of your mouth since you were too distracted by watching the city lights and cars passing by.
But before you could even wipe it, Juhoon quietly tilted your chin, for you to look at him, wiping the corner of your mouth gently with his thumb.
"Why are you still so messy when eating?"
You could only look at him with wide eyes as you blush flusteredly, making you short-circuit again as you were waiting for him to let go of your chin, but... he doesn't.
He catches your gaze, making you both stare at each other as if the world has stopped. He gently grazes his thumb over your cheek with such a gentle touch that you could feel your heart beating fast as your cheeks turn even redder.
And before you both knew it, you were leaning onto each other, about to close the distance and–
*RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG*
You both flinch at the sound and pull away as both of your eyes widen at it, making Juhoon reach for his duffel bag on the ground as he pulls out his phone. He then sees his bandmates’ call banner, a.k.a. James, Martin, Seonghyeon, and Keonho are calling.
He only looked at it for a bit before he hung up, making you look at him with confusion.
"Why'd you hang up?" You ask softly, concerned.
"They're just gonna congratulate me. Plus it's our time together.”
“But still, you could’ve at least… joined for a bit.”
“It’s fine. I’ll just call them later don’t worry.”
It never failed to make you blush slightly at the fact that he prioritizes you over his bandmates. Then you stare at each other for a bit as if figuring out what was supposed to happen earlier, but instead of questioning, you both could only giggle at each other and shake your heads.
"You're crazy~" you tease him as you continue eating your ice cream.
A moment of silence passes between you before
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