House special: richgirl!yoonchae x agriculture!fem!reader
The menu: The student president of the top school for preforming arts and sciences in South Korea; Jeung Yoonchae, is suffering her worst nightmare, her rival Trisha P. Aytas beating her electoral votes by mere points and sees your vote hasn’t been counted yet, she tracks you down but in the midst of bribing you to vote for her you give her an ever better idea than harassing her peers.
Add-ons: tatbilb!au (ish), smau(trying🫠), strangers to fake lovers, fake dating, Yoonchae’s kinda spoiled n rude and readers a sweetheart.. let that sink in
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April 23, 2025: 9:25 A.M
It had been days since that night
Yoonchae and you talked since, but it was different after; every passing/greeting smile was genuine, eyes talked more than your mouths collectively did.
She was sitting in the empty classroom and looked at the vote counts when Trisha walked in.
“hope I’m not interrupting” Trisha walked through the door and sat next to her
“nope” yoonchae looked at trisha
It was silent before Trisha hesitantly asked her something
“sorry this is silly but um- do you, remember the 7th grade spelling bee?” Trisha asked like it was a dumb question
“of course you were an actual fucking beast” yoonchae nodded
“yeah I studied those words so much I had to start taking Ambien every night” Trisha cringed at the past
“then..why’d you lose?” yoonchae asked
“..I um- I knew how hard your dad was..on you that year, my parents told me I could always win next year.” Trisha admitted
The girls sat in silence; words heavy and lingered like a cloud.
yoonchae never thought about what or who costed her where she was now, she didn’t mind it enough but it seemed like people also didn’t mind to be nice enough to her, could everything she’s ever wanted been what others needed?
After that day yoonchae started to appear dead-center in everything.
while Trisha ended up behind her in every photo, club, more specifically competition.
“..then I became second best.” Trisha looked at yoonchae
“Trisha..I’m sorry I didn’t know-“ Yoonchae said
the school bell rang
“we’re alike in most ways” trisha said while she grabbed her purse
“but you allow yourself to be fed a life you don’t want to live.” trisha added before walking out
yoonchae looked at the vote count on her screen once more before she shut the laptop closed and rubbed her eyes
—
“you okay?”
yoonchae had zoned out while sitting with you under the cherry blossom tree.
“yeah sorry” yoonchae shook her head lightly and laughed like it hurt
“just..thinking.” she said simply but showed her mind was still elsewhere
“about?” you asked while you traced the answer art in the cover of her binder
“it’s silly” she shook her head again
but when she looked at you, you were still waiting for her to answer. she’d would brush you off again but for some reason she trusted enough to tell you.
“i just.. have to answer these questions for the election but i’m stuck.” she pulled out the papers out her purse and handed to you
“aren’t these just questions and answers?” you flipped thru the pages
“yeah and I’m stuck.” she nodded dumbly and you smiled at it instead of rolling your eyes, it surprised her
“well, ‘how do you show and feel love from/for your loved ones and fellow peers?’ “ you read one of the questions
“i..talk to them?” she said lost
“maybeee more like gifts, words of affirmation, quality time?” you tried giving more specific examples
“yes, i know the love languages.” she rubbed her temple
she thought about it for some time clearly not getting anywhere. when the bell rang you touched her arm softly like it would be too loud for you both to ignor, she quickly looked at you then gave a short smile
“it’s okay, don’t stress over it” you smile and handed back the paper before you left
—
yoonchae looked at the lucky Chinese cat swinging its arm on her desk her mother gave her randomly on a trip in San Francisco.
her fingers wandered around your contact while she stalled herself before she took a deep breath and called you.
“hello?” you asked on the other line, she could hear a little girl’s voice in the background, she’s sure you would’ve told her if you had a younger sibling.
“oh hi” she wanted to sink to ground due to how uncertain she sounded
“did you..not mean to call?” no she did, and that was the problem
“no- yes i meant to call.” she snapped then tried to fix her tone she waited for you to say something but you waited
“i wanted to ask if you want to hang out?” she asked
before you could fully respond she heard a more older girl’s voice call out to you and the same little girl from before copying in the back.
“sorry yoonchae, i can be-“
“actually it’s fine i have stuff to do” she interrupted but sounded like she was disappointed
“are you sure i can-“ you tried to explain again incase she didn’t understand
“it’s fine. bye yn” she hung up and still hadn’t even registered what you tried to say.
she stood up quickly and threw the phone in the farthest corner of her room and started to Feng Shui her bed and desk around the room, doing anything to get the embarrassment off her mind but the more she rearranged her head wandered farther.
an hour went by when she heard the doorbell ring she thought it was a new spring collection set she bought almost a month ago, she reminded herself to get it later but the bell ringing was persistent — to the point where she stomped down and yanked the door open.
“the hell? you can’t just leave it at the doo-“ she yelled when she got closer to the door and right when she was about to rain on your parade, she saw you.
“..how’d you get here?” she crossed her arms then looked down and out to the street not hearing or seeing any car pass
“oh i got a ride” you nodded but slowly averted your eyes when you saw her still analyzing on you like a lie detector
“i thought you said you were busy.” she was..unimpressed to say the least
“well not busy for you” like what does that even mean
“what?”
“nothing- i brought something fun, i was going to make it myself but i thought it’d be nice..” you went quieter as you went on
she looked at the bag and saw you were telling the truth, she didn’t know what it was, but you were truthing and that was enough to make her calm down. she looked back up at you once more before muttering under her breath.
she walked to the kitchen with you following behind, you placed the bag on the counter and quickly glanced at her
“well, what’s in the bag?” she pointed
“oh cake and strawberries-“ you smiled and pulled out the cake mix before the frosting and strawberries rolled out
“or no strawberries is fine..or nothing at all is good too” you nodded after you picked up the fallen groceries
but she didn’t necessarily hate the idea — not because she asked you to hang out on a whim and didn’t plan anything— she usually kept a strict diet and workout plan, but it was better seeing you than nothing. she lightly smiled thinking about it and turned back to you
“are we gonna bake or not?”
—
“you said i could do the strawberries”
“i know, i didn’t forget” you smiled
you and her were on the finishing touches, you let her pour the strawberry on the cake, as demanded earlier.
as she poured the strawberry on top and evened it out she would look to you to see if she was doing it right, you watched from the nearby counter and smiled at her
“who was that you were with earlier?” she obviously didn’t mean to sound that straightforward, before she could clarify her words you answered her
“oh my gosh, i’m so sorry about that” you were embarrassed at the thought of how overstimulated you must’ve sounded.
“my neighbor asked me to help babysit her daughters” you explained
you tried to pick at a strawberry but she slapped your hand out the bowl and picked it up for you to bite, you covered your mouth and laughed softly
“you could’ve stayed there” she said nonchalant as possible
“yeah i could’ve”
“but i prefer quality time” you smiled
she rolled her eyes as she gave you the last piece of strawberry while you looked at her artwork on the fridge, attention elsewhere now.
House special: richgirl!yoonchae x agriculture!fem!reader
The menu: The student president of the top school for preforming arts and sciences in South Korea; Jeung Yoonchae, is suffering her worst nightmare, her rival Trisha P. Aytas beating her electoral votes by mere points and sees your vote hasn’t been counted yet, she tracks you down but in the midst of bribing you to vote for her you give her an ever better idea than harassing her peers.
Add-ons: tatbilb!au (ish), smau(trying🫠), strangers to fake lovers, fake dating, Yoonchae’s kinda spoiled n rude and readers a sweetheart.. let that sink in
—
When Yoonchae’s mother came home that night, she found her daughter studying on the dinner table, Yoonchae looked at her mother walk around the countertop humming softly.
“what took you so long?” Yoonchae asked suspiciously
“well I took your friend yn home” her mother came up behind and touched Yoonchae’s back
“..oh” she looked back down at her screen and her mother hummed
“hm, try to be a little nicer?”
“I’m not forcing you to, but..just try?” Her mother clarified
Yoonchae didn’t respond nor looked at her mother but the silence spoke what Yoonchae didn’t want to say. Her mother smiled softly and a lingered kiss to Yoonchae’s hair before leaving
“hm, and don’t stay up too late”
Yoonchae shrugged it off once more, but when she pulled out her AP calc notebook a paper fell onto the floor.
The contract rules she wrote that day.
She picked up and skimmed over the paper, she reread the rules she made,
‘• try to be a nicer person (mandatory)’
She looked off almost like she was trying to ignore what was literally written in bold print.
—
April 11, 2025: 2:57 P.M
It was the day of the ‘miss beauty’ spring beauty pageant; an event the academy annually hosts where the wealthy could grab attention from famous brands and fashion lines
This was an event that was considered a part of the contract, but since you had ignored her she ditched the plan, but she still thought of you..just you.
Yoonchae was in biology observing a slide with a microscope while Sophia would occasionally side eye her
“I can feel you staring at me” Yoonchae said while focusing the lens
“has um she talked to you?” Sophia handed Yoonchae another microscope slide
“..mm no, but my mom said she took her home a few night ago.” Yoonchae switched spots and wrote the data down while Sophia took her place
Surprised enough by her answer, Sophia expected pure silence. But she remembered what she had told you days prior, she thought maybe you made up your mind before she found you. Sophia zoned out but Yoonchae interrupted her
“am I muted or something?”
“sorry, just thinking” Sophia brushed off
“right..anyways, have you found a date for tonight?” Yoonchae asked Sophia while she carelessly shoved their paper to an underclassman to turn in.
“ugh, yeah my dad’s trying to get me to take his boss’ son” sophia tapped her pen on the desk
“..the sister’s coming too tho, so I guess it’s not that bad” sophia shrugged
“Who?” Yoonchae didn’t look up from her nails
“her names yunah”
—
Hours later it was 30 minutes before the pageant would start and your phone buzzed, it was Sophia.
‘where r u??’
‘and dnt lie bc derek said he saw u near that cherry blossom tree’
You read Sophia’s text and looked around the field and surrounding buildings. Maybe she was the mother of the halls after all
You were going to reply when you saw the gym back door open shoving a confused yoonchae outside and shutting the door
“Sophia! what the hell are you doing-“
she turned around, and weird enough you had thought she was beautiful before blinking away. She had wore an elegant light cream-colored ball dress — definitely inspired by the spring season — and clearly didn’t look content to say the least.
She saw you a few several feet away obviously the only person she’s ever knew that was at the first place she met you.
that damn Japanese cherry blossom tree.
She walked, not slow or fast she just barely hiked up the ends of the dress and walked towards you, once she was at a safe conversational distance she spoke
“what are you doing here?”
“We agreed on 3 months” you tried to shrug it off
But she looked at you the same way that day after the museum; closed off
“but I never told you about today” she said bluntly
“no, but you didn’t have to tell me”
You got just a few steps ahead when she spoke out
“thank you.”
she sounded more quieter but less firm than the last time you heard it, if you didn’t know better you would have thought was being sincere.
But it wasn’t an ‘I’m sorry’ though.
So you only nodded and turned away, if you had turned back around a few seconds later you would have seen her facial expressions; and it wasn’t her usual rbf
—
The ball felt like a sea of gold and royalty, every student attends but only the richest grabs eye attention.
It was hosted in the school’s founding father’s historical building that looked straight out ‘Queen Charlotte’s ball’ all the students were dressed elegantly and packed like sardines
When you two walked in everyone had turned and focused in on you two walking towards where the girls were; a more quieter area where most of the wealthier students murmured and laughed
“I’m gonna go get a drink, want one?”
you nodded looking around to the orchestra and up to the stairways
Once she got to the drinks someone tapped her shoulder
“yoonchae! you’re here!” Yunah smiled and raised her cup
“I hope you felt better after you ran out, you looked..really pale” yes, that’s right, a sickness
Yoonchae gave a fake breathy laugh
“Yunah! are you..chaperoning?”
“nope just observing” Yunah tried to tease but Yoonchae only nodded making yunah stop laughing
“ahem so um- did you..come alone too?” Yunah restated
Yoonchae was about to give a response when the orchestra stopped signaling they were about to begin the school’s traditional royal ball dance
she went back to where she left you, no cup in her hands then grabbed your hand and lead you to everyone else to the ball room, when she stopped in front of you
‘on me’ she mouthed the reminder
She bowed
Then you
Her hand rises, palm faced to you
You mirrored her
You two walked in a circle on opposite sides, hands still mirroring each other
You’d step on her feet or bump others in the back but she wasn’t embarrassed or upset. She’d slightly raise one side of her mouth at the scene while you’d shyly apologize
Sophia noticed from a few feet away and smiled at the sight of you two.
When you heard the claps of surrounding people you saw the dance was done, yoonchae linked your arms together and gave thanks to others praise and pictures until you two were fully out the room and in the main hall, where it was more quieter.
You removed your arm from hers tried to walk away
“hey!” yoonchae whisper-yelled
You tried ignoring
But she grabbed your wrist and forced you to turn
“I get that you’re here just to be nice. But if you’re going to be petty-”
You looked at her in confusion
“petty? I was never trying to be petty”
“I find that hard to believe” she folded her arms against her chest
“why can’t you believe people can be considerate just because?” You asked more neutral now
Physically you two stared at each other but mentally she couldn’t shake back and her heart fastened. All while her face remained blank with a tint of pinkish red
You awkwardly looked at her with a ‘what?’ face
she looked away realizing how long it had probably went on, and so she ignored your question.
“well you ignored me” she pointed out
“um yeah well, because you couldn’t even acknowledge me that night” you said in her same tone
Yoonchae stared at you again but her head tried to remember the day in full; from her purse, to the museum, then the party.
She obviously remembered not being with you that night knowing it was your first party-
“..oh”
You nodded tight lipped and the turned your head to look out an open window ledge
“it’s fine just forget-“ you tried to shrug it off but she interrupted
“I’m sorry yn..really” she voiced low
but it was enough for you to have an inkling she was probably being genuine from the way she couldn’t even look at you while saying it
“that wasn’t so hard”
“shut up.” She rolled her eyes
“but apology accepted” you smiled
You two awkwardly looked around the hall and paintings but your smiles were still present, she sharply inhaled and pointed in the direction towards the parking lot.
“do you um- like want a ride home..or something” She mentally cringed at her voice going quieter at the end
“I’m sorry? I don’t think I heard you” You turned your ear to her.
She inhaled once more before she said it again
“can I..give you a ride home?” She asked as if she was just barely shy
You looked down in thought, though you smiled a bite more brighter than before
“you don’t have to, just because you know, you don’t have a ride-“ she tried to justify
“I was just kidding, and yes I would love that.. thank you”
House special: richgirl!yoonchae x agriculture!fem!reader
The menu: The student president of the top school for preforming arts and sciences in South Korea; Jeung Yoonchae, is suffering her worst nightmare, her rival Trisha P. Aytas beating her electoral votes by mere points and sees your vote hasn’t been counted yet, she tracks you down but in the midst of bribing you to vote for her you give her an ever better idea than harassing her peers.
Add-ons: tatbilb!au (ish), smau(trying🫠), strangers to fake lovers, fake dating, Yoonchae’s kinda spoiled n rude and readers a sweetheart.. let that sink in
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April 8, 2025: 11:40 A.M
the night of the party was 2 weeks ago. School had already started up again, but you were still dodging her
Yoonchae and the girls decided to eat outside of the school for break, but when the brunch came she only poked at it
They talked about their dresses and colors for the upcoming annual-beauty pageant the academy hosts, when they realized how uninterested she looked Sophia reached to touch her hand.
“I’m pretty sure.” Yoonchae gave the most fakest smile any media trainer could possible see in their careers
They slowly nodded and reverted their attention to their plates. Once they were all done and about to leave, Yoonchae didn’t follow
“You guys can go” Yoonchae looked away from the window to the them, probably the first time in a few hours
“Okay well, text me when you get home?” Sophia asked and she nodded
All the girls blew kisses to the younger girl, she didn’t say it but she was grateful for ‘the power of friendship’ Megan says
She stirred her with the straw but her thoughts would go back to the night of the party, her brain was, clearly, only fixed on your actions, she didn’t seem to think any deeper than what she knew and felt.
Yoonchae didn’t know why she felt so conflicted and bothered enough to be disturbed out of her life that she’s had under control in every aspect.
15 minutes passed and the door bell rang, Yoonchae didn’t bother on looking until a voice called her
“Yoonchae!”
The girl ran up to the table and sat across her but Yoonchae was still trying to remember her face
“It’s yunah? from boarding school?” Yunah pointed at herself
Yoonchae met Yunah at an all-girls boarding school for preforming arts and science. Long before her father decided to take her out since it didn’t benefit ‘her future’
But it was also the same place she found her love for art and Yunah was the one to push her into it, but words had been left unsaid when Yoonchae switched schools.
“Oh..oh- yunah!”
The girls shared a hug and hehe’d and haha’d until it was lunch. it definitely had took her mind off everything before that. Yunah hesitated at first but decided to speak
“um would you..like to hangout later? Whenever you’d like!”
“Oh..”
—
While she hehe’d and haha’d, you were in baking learning how to coagulate eggs.
In the middle of doing so Sophia opened the door, barely apologized to the teacher and walked towards you
“can we talk?”
“…”
“oh right. oath of silence.”
She could’ve left there, but she put down her purse and put on your table partner’s apron. She had already passed her 2 years of beginners and professional baking class so she had an idea what to do.
“I’m not here to justify anything or be a messenger.” She tested the butter’s temperature
“But I’ve known her since she was in middle school”
“…”
“And believe me, I know how selfish she could be sometimes.”
“…”
“..look I don’t know what happened at the party but clearly it’s taking a toll.” She turned to you
You bit your upper lip and stopped whisking the batter, when you side eyed her she was looking at you with anticipation.
“..a toll on who?” you squinted your eyes at her but she shrugged
“Oh please. I know you take science building just to avoid her” she smiled while talking the apron off and dusted her outfit off
“pfft, everybody knows that.” No, nobody knew that.
“Does everybody also know you use that 9th grade hall monitor Derek as an emergency escape route?” She tapped her pointer finger at her chin
“…how the hell do you know that?” You leaned over the counter
“I’m in charge of hall monitors, I’m like the mother of the halls, they speak to me.” she shrugged
“Okay…don’t say that out loud ever again, please.”
—
6:51 P.M
The cafés lights were soft and voices overlapped each other, you stood in the ‘pick up’ window for several minutes waiting on your food. A voice called at you.
“yn!”
Oh gosh — Yoonchae’s mother was right behind you in-line, mid way of saying hi you looked around terrified you’d see the girl.
“Oh- Hello..I’m sorry I-“
“I know about the whole dating thing.” She smiled like you didn’t basically ghost her daughter
Your sandwich came and when you were about to leave she offered to drive you home. After getting in her car silently and awkwardly she spoke
“She thinks about you, you know” her mother smiled
“well I think so, she seems..distant since that night”
“..I’m sorry about everything, really.” you confessed
“ah don’t be, if I knew fake-dating was the new trend I would have watched you two.”
You side eyed her and nodded questionably
when she stopped at the front of your house she turned to you one last time when you got out
“yn?”
“yes ma’am”
“just..give her some more time? she’s still figuring herself out.”
House special: richgirl!yoonchae x agriculture!fem!reader
The menu: The student president of the top school for preforming arts and sciences in South Korea; Jeung Yoonchae, is suffering her worst nightmare, her rival Trisha P. Aytas beating her electoral votes by mere points and sees your vote hasn’t been counted yet, she tracks you down but in the midst of bribing you to vote for her you give her an ever better idea than harassing her peers.
Add-ons: tatbilb!au (ish), smau(trying🫠), strangers to fake lovers, fake dating, Yoonchae’s kinda spoiled n rude and readers a sweetheart.. let that sink in
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March 28, 2025: 8:47 P.M
You two talked while the city lights passed, you didn’t know how to say this was your first party
When she found a parking spot not too far from Trisha’s house you stayed in place and waited for her to open her door, but she just looked at you
“Are you gonna get out tonight? Or?” She asked dumbly
“I’ve never-“
“Relax, you’ll be fine” she insisted
—
Trisha lived in a — quiet but lavish enough to notice — neighborhood in Long Beach. Her parent’s house was big: extended walls, an even bigger outdoor space, and more rooms than you could count in 5 minutes.
Not even an hour passed and Yoonchae was long gone from your sight.
“Hey cutie, want a cup?” Trisha smiled and lifted a cup towards you, you shook your head
“Um..no thanks” you said nicely
“Suit yourself” she sat across you then took a hit of her vape
“I never thought Shelly would date someone so..different” She said with curiosity
You almost forgot who ‘Shelly’ was before she motioned back into the house; again, the only reason you were there in the first place.
You thought quickly, and puckered your lips trying to form the words in your mouth without ‘exposing her’
“Well she’s…actually really nice to be with. I think she just has a really..strange..love language” you sounded confused yourself
“Well if I was your girlfriend I wouldn’t have left you alone” she winked and inched her hand closer
Yoonchae was sitting with all the girls on the couch, she watched while they threw back shots here and there
“..Aw that’s so cute!” Daniela swooned and Yoonchae looked around
Megan smiled and nudged her
“isn’t that that place you told us about?” she teased and Lara’s jaw dropped
“No. fucking. Way.” Lara gasped and fixed her position
Yoonchae tightened her lips and nodded, she looked around for you and when she turned back the girls looked like dogs waiting for a treat
“Well?” Sophia said
“she said it was a surprise.” Yoonchae said simply
“And?” Manon asked
“it was..whatever.” She looked into her water cup
“Aww don’t be so meann” Megan teased
But she just shrugged
Daniela’s assistant; Bobbi, — a 10th grade girl who always has to chase the Latina that forgets she hired her — came with a requested shot and lime
Bobbi went to Daniela, gave her the shot, whispered in her ear and sat down
“Bobbi, my so loyal assistant that I’m always grateful for and love, said she saw your girlfriend outside with wannabe Barbie” Daniela reached over to lovingly touch Bobbi’s shoulder before biting the lime and taking the shot
“..thanks.”
Yoonchae exhaled and walked behind trisha.
The moment Yoonchae saw you was when Trisha reached towards your hand.
“Hm, Can’t stick with a man so you switch teams?” Yoonchae asked
“Shelly..we were just talking about you!” Trisha removed her hand before it reached yours
“Cause’ you know..you left yn and all.” Trisha turned and lovingly rubbed your arm like a cheeky schoolgirl
“I think I heard someone take a girl upstairs, 2 doors to the left of the bathroom?” She pointed upwards with her thumb
“Oh please-“ Trish stopped suddenly when she fully understood what Yoonchae had said
Trisha’s eyes widened with pure anger and face with fear
“That’s my fucking bedroom!” Trisha yelled and pushed you and ran off
“Fuck! Don’t you dare touch my Vera Wang! I’m not done casing it!”
After she left you had gave Yoonchae no acknowledgement, you turned and walked through the house and out the front door
When she got in and started the car she didn’t realize you didn’t even turn to the passenger door
You kept the same pace you did when you left the party, before you made it to the main street you could already hear her ‘pimped out’ jeep and her voice
“Hey!” She drove up next to you
“I’m not speaking fucking French!” She hissed
“…”
“yn! Get in the fucking car!”
“…”
Curfew wasn’t on Yoonchae’s side tonight
But you still walked, and you ignored her until she finally had to turn at the Main Street while partygoers gossip and point.
House special: richgirl!yoonchae x agriculture!fem!reader
The menu: The student president of the top school for preforming arts and sciences in South Korea; Jeung Yoonchae, is suffering her worst nightmare, her rival Trisha P. Aytas beating her electoral votes by mere points and sees your vote hasn’t been counted yet, she tracks you down but in the midst of bribing you to vote for her you give her an ever better idea than harassing her peers.
Add-ons: tatbilb!au (ish), smau(trying🫠), strangers to fake lovers, fake dating, Yoonchae’s kinda spoiled n rude and readers a sweetheart.. let that sink in
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March 28, 2025: 3:40 P.M
Soft knocks were heard on Yoonchae’s door
“Come in” she said which picking a purse and modeling quickly between the two
Her mother came in and sat at the edge of her bed watching Yoonchae before voicing her opinion
“The black one is nice”
“But not nice enough to stand out.” She bit back just the same as when she was 5
“It is perfectly enough.” She corrected
Yoonchae listened to her mother then turned to her confused and her mother laughed softly
“I just mean you never know, what doesn’t look good to you might look perfect to her” she shrugged
“Right. So there’s this thing tonight and I was wondering if I..could go?”
Her mother narrowed her eyes at her daughter who was looking back at her through the mirror
“Did you ask your father?”
He’d probably say yes when she passed BAR exam.
“..Is yn going with you?” She slowly asked after
“Yes? After we hang out..is that..a problem?” She questioned
she hummed and stepped behind Yoonchae and kissed her temple
“Tell her I say hi, 11:00. No more.” Her mother reprimanded
Her mother left and closed the door behind her, she looked to the door confused and picked up both purses once more.
She decided on the black one.
—
She put her car in park and looked around in the parking lot her gps led her to then looked at you
“So..what is this?”
“You’ll see just wait”
When you two got out the car and walked towards the elevator her fingers almost reached for yours without thinking, she quickly created a little distance walking in front of you, making you smile.
It wasn’t til you two had got to the front the staff called you over
“yn! Nice to see you!”
“Thank you again for helping with our garden mural” she grabbed your hands in gratitude and turned to Yoonchae
“Oh! You must be..Yoonchae?” She girl smiled
“My name’s Soledad, yn has been a big help in our new aspect of art that mixes into what we connect over the most..”she led you two towards a giant clear sliding door that lead into a garden
“..nature itself, go ahead! you can see inside when you come back in” she motioned you two out to the beautiful colored exterior garden.
—
You two walked, with hand behind backs and occasionally stopping to talk about the vibrant colored flowers
“You look beautiful by the way, I like your purse.” you said sweetly
“Oh..thank you.” She looked down at her purse.
Yoonchae inhaled and nodded but her stomach felt weird, she didn’t know why and she didn’t have a reason to.
She was quiet until you two finally went inside, it took her a little to finally see the big sign in the middle of the floor
It wasn’t just a ‘garden’ you had brought her to the new Art Museum of Life and Culture; a place she had always wanted to see.
She looked at you and wondered what you wanted from her, she didn’t believe this was pure consideration, pure care, pure kindness.
She felt like her chest was being stabbed a thousand times by a knife, when you looked at her she averted her eyes.
“..you okay?” You asked
“Yeah I’m just..stuffy” she fanned herself with her hand and rolled her eyes
“Okay then ‘I’m just stuffy’ let’s go” you laughed then took her wrist and dragged her thru the museum and its exhibits
You would occasionally point to paintings and statues making an impression on how they’d talk, she slowly started to drop the wall and follow after your silly joke.
“They’d totally have a British accent!” She giggled
“Or what about this one?” She pointed to a famous replicated piece called ‘the scream’
you furrowed an eyebrow before trying to sing a high note before she put her hand over mouth, looking at every persons and couples mouthing a ‘sorry’
You laughed and took her hand off your mouth keeping it in yours still and motioned to her
“Over here” you said already dragging her, though she hates when people drag her like a ragdoll she let you.
It was dark
She had to get use to the almost-non light room
But when she got further in she saw the walls had a digital projection covering every inch, she looked around the full room finally realizing where she was.
An exhibition and digital projection of The Starry Night.
She walked around with you, no words but she was clearly in some sort of state, you hoped it wasn’t a bad one.
You tried to read a pamphlet in the dark lights before she came up to you
“Why’d you stop?” She questioned
“I was just reading-“ you motioned to the paper
She interrupted you and took your hand
“Come, I need you to take my picture”
She led you down father and gave you her phone, she always told people how or where to take her picture. But she just..let you take it.
She didn’t trust your judgement that much but she didn’t mind it..just for now.
You two started to walk together again you asked question about the painting, which she replies quick and simple almost like she it was her own life.
—
Though her voice sounded calm on the way back to the parking lot her mind was running an efficient 55 mph. And when you two got into her car she was quiet.
She didn’t know what to say because she didn’t know your intentions, and she was painfully and obviously very, very awkward and stiff
You had to be the first to say something or else the car would stay there until she could get herself to ignore your presence
Yoonchae was confused in her own mind, if you were asking for anything, what were you doing then? She looked examined your face, the way you shyly and awkwardly smiled like you were rather afraid, the poor girl was confused, suspicious even.
“um..thank you.” She said firmly, waiting for your answer.
“Dont worry about it, I just wanted to take you out..even tho you’re driving” you smiled
“Well, now I want to take you out” she said and started the car
House special: richgirl!yoonchae x agriculture!fem!reader
The menu: The student president of the top school for preforming arts and sciences in South Korea; Jeung Yoonchae, is suffering her worst nightmare, her rival Trisha P. Aytas beating her electoral votes by mere points and sees your vote hasn’t been counted yet, she tracks you down but in the midst of bribing you to vote for her you give her an ever better idea than harassing her peers.
Add-ons: tatbilb!au (ish), smau(trying🫠), strangers to fake lovers, fake dating, Yoonchae’s kinda spoiled n rude and readers a sweetheart.. let that sink in
—
March 27, 2025: 11:11 A.M
Few weeks go by, being very careful following the contract like lawful orders, and the last day before spring break
You and Yoonchae sat at the same table during break, her arm linked around yours occasionally feeding into the sweet-girlfriend persona while you either laughed for the 10th time or awkwardly froze up when she would brush a crumb off the corner of your lip.
Sophia smiled and broke thru the silence in the table and from students in the vicinity.
“yn! How’s agriculture club going?”
The club disbanded due to no sponsor after the English teacher was raided by the F.B.I for a ‘tip on a drug bust’.
“Oh yeah, just been planting on my own time, Im choosing to major in Agriculture after-“
Daniela, who was readding lipgloss with a small heart-shaped mirror that read ‘pretty bitch’ looked at you
“I thought ms pillsbury got fired for a drug bust?”
“Oh yeah she left after kids started to use AI to put her face on the Pillsbury Doughboy holding a bag of pills” you said without thinking
They girls all giggled while Yoonchae turned to look at your face, she didn’t have a reason to, but she did and didn’t know why, the way you smiled when they’d laughed at your jokes, or how your eyes would meet hers in the middle of laughing.
Trisha’s heels drowned out the sound and Yoonchae turned her head towards the girl, lightly tightening her grip on your arm, so light you could have missed it.
“Ahem, sorry to interrupt shells just wanted to personally invite you to my spring function and oh! also! you have.. T-minus 4 weeks to get those points!” She giggled obnoxiously
“Right. Thank you Trish.” She dragged out the nickname
She would have left it there
but you picked up your other hand and place it on hers that was linked with your arm and brushed her knuckles and smiled, she felt a wave of ease but still stiff
“May the best woman win.” She said while looking at you
Trisha faltered then regained her composure turning away and stomping out pushing a kid away from dumping his scraps in the trash
Yoonchae: 1
Trisha:0
—
“So your plan is to fake date to prove you deserve the vote?”
“Yes exactly, if they see that I care-“
“And by ‘care’ you mean, you can fall in love just like anybody else?”
“Yes that’s what I just said” voice filled with sarcasm
Yoonchae and Sophia sat in her room hanging out. Sophia stopped petting Mimi and stared out to her window, grabbing the younger girl’s attention.
“What wrong ?” she looked up
“It’s just…don’t you think this might, I don’t know, hurt her feelings?“
“Why would it?” She questioned
Sophia knew Yoonchae too well; the girl would risk it all to get what she wants since that’s all she knew as a child. And so she decided she’d be Yoonchae’s middle ground, even when she didn’t want her to be.
“You never know..just..be considerate either way, please?”
Sophia rose her pinky to Yoonchae who rolled her eyes and linked their pinkies together
“Thank you, sorry to cut short but dad has been trying to be get to watch the Harry Potter trilogy with him”
Yoonchae groaned and before she could even try to protest the Filipina already ran out the bedroom saying a quick ‘love youu’
she huffed and picked up her phone and started at the contact before calling
“Hey..are you busy tonight?” She walked around her room
“I think you should meet my parents”
—
You sat with her parent across and you two next to each other as the house staff came out with all kinds of food. Her mother who seemed more fond of you at the time spoke while eating her soup
“We’re so happy to meet you, our daughter has been talking about you!”
“What do you want to major in.” Her father grumbled
You grabbed the napkin off your lap to wipe your lip
“Oh yeah, business, a construction business.” You said firmly
“Wonderful! oh dear, they look so beautiful together!” she praised
Her mother cheered linking her arm with her husband. Definitely where Yoonchae learned it from; She was a copy and paste of her mom, and most took the grouchiness from her dad.
That meant it’d be just as hard to satisfy him
“I always thought Yoonchae would bring home a nobody” he said poking at his food ignorantly
“She was always into drawing, then she had to wake up and face reality, silly girl.”
The energy shifted, Yoonchae — the girl who always kept a her chin higher than thou — dropped her head a bit and averted her eyes.
Through and through, drawing and art had always been her safe space, a space she could be and feel whatever she wanted. Unfortunately her father wanted her to follow in her family’s footsteps to be the country’s top lawyer
“..and now she’s studying to be in the top Ivy League to become a lawyer” he said with pride
The room felt unbearable now, for everyone except her father
“ I’ll take those from you sweetie” her mother pointed to the dishes
You stood up to help her mother bring it into the kitchen, her mother seemed awfully different than her husband, more fond, more soft. You helped wash while she dried. the silence wasn’t heavy compared to her husband’s and your stuff back made it painfully obvious you were waiting for a nag or a correction
“I’m sorry about him, he’s just..stubborn.”
You didn’t turn to her but she saw you smile down softly, it was enough for her to smile too. Unlike her husband, she carried the girl for 9 months; she’d know her better than anyone else.
Which also meant she had an idea on what her daughter was playing at.
“He’s always been, but it comes from a good place. ” she placed the fine china bowl down you then turned the water off and looked at her mother
“I want her to follow her dreams, not.. a life her parents forced her to live.”
Her eyes met yours, pleading you silently like a promise. You smiled at her and nodded and she reciprocated, no need for words.
“Her favorite’s starry night, since she was a girl.”
She pointed at the replicated oil-based drawing, she was good, fantastic even for a 6 year old. You made a mental note to ask her something when you had the chance.
When you were done and dried your hands, her mother shooed you to her room smiling seeing you already knew the way before she told you
“Hm..cute” she smiled before turning to her book on the couch
You got in her room seeing her sitting there looking at her walls of medals and certificates. Others would have a prideful expression, yet hers looked distracted, confused, hurt.
“Hey” you whispered
“Hey.” She turned her head to you and half-heartedly smiled
Your eyes followed each and every medal, reading every certificate and honorable mention until you walked back to sit next to her at the edge of the bed
You couldn’t say anything, you didn’t want to, only if she did you would.
But you were considerate enough to stay.
“Are you free tomorrow afternoon?” You blurted out trying to take her out her thoughts
“Um, yes?” She questioned looking at you
“Okay good, then pick me up at 5:00” you nodded blankly
you stood and waited for her to follow but when you turned you were met with a confused Yoonchae still sitting.
“Are you not taking me home?” You question dumbly
“Oh right.”
—
She came home seeing her parent’s bedroom light off, but when she passed the study she found her mother sitting with her book, her mother motioned for her to sit with her on the couch.
“She’s a sweet girl, that one” she rubbed her daughters arm up and down
“But don’t think I didn’t carry you for 9 months my sweet, sweet daughter.” she jokingly scolded letting Yoonchae turn her head slowly in fear
“You’re saying-“ she looked at her with wide eyes
“That I knew? Of course I knew! I’m your mother!” she rolled her eyes and smiled
They sat in silence before her mother spoke again
“..keep her around? even if it doesn’t go the way you plan”
“You’re the second person to tell me that.” She huffed
“And I’m guessing Sophia was the first?”
Yoonchae softly groaned in response making her mother laugh and kiss her temple
“My sweet daughter, love is..unpredictable, and it always prevails, even over the ones who don’t believe it”
she closed her book and kissed her temple once more before walking out
“Don’t stay up too late, you have your dateee tomorroww~~” she sung softly and left before Yoonchae could bite back
The study room was mainly used for her mother to read in a soft, quiet place filled with many of Yoonchae’s old artwork over the years, as she grew older she had to make less room for her sketches and more room for her medals.
As a young girl, her mother always allowed her to be what she wanted, always reminded her to be what who she wanted to be how she wanted be it, never forcing her.
The votes wouldn’t mean anything to her if she had the choice, after years of being competitive and always striving to win, was it what she even wanted anymore?
House special: richgirl!yoonchae x agriculture!fem!reader
The menu: The student president of the top school for preforming arts and sciences in South Korea; Jeung Yoonchae, is suffering her worst nightmare, her rival Trisha P. Aytas beating her electoral votes by mere points and sees your vote hasn’t been counted yet, she tracks you down but in the midst of bribing you to vote for her you give her an ever better idea than harassing her peers.
Add-ons: tatbilb!au (ish), smau(trying🫠), strangers to fake lovers, fake dating, Yoonchae’s kinda spoiled n rude and readers a sweetheart.. let that sink in
—
March 14, 2025: 11:50 A.M
Word and rumors spread thru the hallways and corridors like butter on bread, it was exactly what the point of all this ruckus was for.
But you weren’t entirely adapting as easily as she thought you’d be, you two sat at the table she first saw you at, she tried to be discreet as if professional lip readers were around.
“It’s not rocket science, just stop looking like you’re gonna vomit on me.”
She pointed at the infamous Burberry plaid skirt that you’re pretty sure she owns more than 2 pairs of, it was indeed overstimulating, and she knew it’d only be a few more days before eyebrows would start to rise.
“Okay..never mind I guess it is”
She turned her phone over and checked the time
‘10:25 A.M’
Student council meetings start 10:30. on the dot. No less. She made that rule.
“shit. okay just- I’ll pick you up at 6:30”
When she got to the door she pulled hard only to be met with a awkward sound
*creeeeeeeeek*
The classroom doors newly replaced resistant hinges made the door open slowly and embarrassingly loud, she could feel the aura points dropping like coins in a game.
When she sat down she ignored the weird looks exchanged between the girls, it probably being one of the first times she’s ever looked like anything other than what she was.
—
Yoonchae didn’t tell you where she was taking you until she drove through what a very secure gate and driveway.
You didn’t realize it was her house until she opened the front door for you waiting for you to move before shooing you in.
Lights were on but nobody was home, literally. It definitely looked like she and her family lived comfortably, lavish if you might. You looked amazed seeing the giant chandelier that beamed a beautiful soft yellow color when it hit the light.
“Up here” you saw her at the top of the stairs
Upstairs around the corner thru a hallway that led to her room, the first thing you saw were many pictures through her life: family trips, spelling bees, honor roll, and you’re pretty sure there was a photo of her first time in Saks Fifth Avenue.
“Okay enough stalking, we can start here first.”
You turned to see a giant movie screen on the main menu of ‘Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist’
“this better be good.” she rolled her eyes.
But minutes and more went and before you knew it she was invested, leaning forward, eyebrows furrowed, gave the occasional questions and comments
When the end credits rolled she turned to you
“I could make her outfits look way better”
“They literally fell in love through the one thing they loved most! And you’re worried about the fashion statement.” You laughed
“But they’re so…different, she could have match that ugly top with bell bottom jeans and added accessories” she scoffed and smiled
“Different is only bad if you think it is” you smiled back
She had a pretty smile, one she never showed to the public eye and was also definitely only in the comfort of her own home. It made your lips slightly turn upwards thinking of how different she is at home.
You felt something brush against your leg and your widened
“What?”
“Um- I think I just felt something touch my leg.”
Yoonchae actually laughed, like actually, it sounded sweet and light, And looked down under her bed and picked up a cat
“Hi baby” she cooed at the black cat that was most likely overfed
“This is Mimi, she’s my sisters but she’s been away at college so she likes to come hang with me”
She let Mimi jump off her arm and onto the bed, you didn’t know what to do so you let the cat walk towards you
The cat looked at you before nudging her head towards your hand and purred. This was a first for Yoonchae because Mimi hates the rest of the kats.
“Oh my god, she likes you.” She laughed as you petted the cats head
“I guess you were right.”
she said it softly, not out of embarrassment or teasing. Just short and simple, knowing you’d understand fairly quickly.
And you did.
The silence that should’ve felt awkward —given the circumstances of how long you knew each other— didn’t.
And it made yoonchae feel funny; usually partners for projects, new students, or anybody really would start to cave in and get stripped down physically and emotionally just from sitting with her.
“You don’t look scared.” She said with slight confusion in her voice
“Should I?” You asked
“Most are.” She said almost subconsciously
“As long as I keep it up for 3 months right?” You teased
Right. How could she forget her 3 month pact that she forcefully got you into the first place.
“...Exactly, just act like this and we’ll be fine.”
—
After she took you home she sat on her bed and petted Mimi who was ironically lying in the spot you sat in just hours before.
“Do you like her Mimi?”
“Purrrr (yas queen) ”
“Yeah, she’s kinda cool huh”
“Meeeeow (just cool?)” Mimi slow blinked at yoonchae
“Don’t look at me like that young lady.”
“Meoooow (yea, yet you’re still here speaking to me like a crazy person)”
“Okay. I’m done talking to you.”
“Meoww (right.)”
“You know, you act like your mom..” she rolled her eyes and grabbed her towel
House special: richgirl!yoonchae x agriculture!fem!reader
The menu: The student president of the top school for preforming arts and sciences in South Korea; Jeung Yoonchae, is suffering her worst nightmare, her rival Trisha P. Aytas beating her electoral votes by mere points and sees your vote hasn’t been counted yet, she tracks you down but in the midst of bribing you to vote for her you give her an ever better idea than harassing her peers.
Add-ons: tatbilb!au (ish), smau(trying🫠), strangers to fake lovers, fake dating, Yoonchae’s kinda spoiled n rude and readers a sweetheart.. let that sink in
—
March 10, 2025
“…Is this some kind of early April fools joke?”
Yoonchae murmured when her assistant Megan showed her the report of the election votes for student president; the role she’s been maintaining throughout her 3 years of high school.
Trisha: 199
Yoonchae: 195
The mere thought of her streak being fused out by the blonde girl made her grip Megan’s laptop, her parents are the top donors for the school, she has over 1.1 million followers, she takes time out her day to promote brands that are clearly not in everyone’s tax bracket, she even visits the dog shelters when she’s not wearing anything white or over $450.
It didn’t make sense to Yoonchae until she heard an obnoxious voice that came from the school’s corridors, Trisha’s.
“And remember vote for trisha P. Aytas! Because unlike some people I actually care about our environment!”
Yoonchae grabbed a boy’s ‘#vote4trish’ pin, stomped her way to the blonde and shoved the pin to her face that already had a satisfied smirk.
“Trish I think I specifically told you don’t step on feet. And what do you do? You step on my feet”
Trisha did the ‘6 7’ hand motion to a puzzled Yoonchae
“Sorry Shelly buttt as long as I’m ahead I’m technically president..by law of course. here have a muffin! it’ll make you feel better”
The fake pity made Yoonchae turn with no words and stomp back down the hall but before going back into the classroom she threw the muffin into the trash and slammed the door shut with her back against it, Megan was the first to speak.
“Oh my god look what hot topic just tweeted”
The only thing that came out next was a long desperate groan from the Korean girl who was dragging her nails down her face
“Oh my god. This cannot be happening to me right now.”
Talk went back and forth in the classroom between all the girls, coming up with ideas and suggestions that she would dismiss by a flick of her hand. Silence came for a minute until Manon spoke up.
“Why don’t you just look through the student sheet and find who hasn’t voted yet?”
*ding*
A lightbulb as bright as the sun appeared on top of Yoonchae’s head as she picked her head up off her hands. Quickly after Megan retrieved her voting sheet and looked through the pages she found an unmarked bubble.
“yn?”
Sophia who was taking her picture in the small mirror hanging near the window, was the first to answer the girl
“I had to do a presentation with her last month, she’s in agriculture club”
“Aw people still care about the world” Lara added
“Is she here?”
Manon furrowed her eyebrows looking out the window
“Im pretty sure she has a free class right now-“
Yoonchae didn’t waste any time grabbing her bag and sheet to speed walk out onto the school’s field, she looked at your student ID picture once more before she looked around.
It didn’t take her long to break down her surrounds and narrow the list down to someone who was staring at the cherry blossom tree waving and running to you faster than you could pull out your earphones
“Hey! Hey you!”
She panted and stared you down while you still looked at the tree, it was very obvious the girl was being purposely ignored, so she yanked out one of your earphones.
“What-“
“I see you didn’t vote, if you just circle this bubble here and sign that’ll be greatly appreciated.” she huffed
A paper was shoved in your face but you pushed the sheet down
“And why does my vote matter?”
“Because it just does.” she rolled her eyes
“But it hasn’t mattered for 3 years?” You raised an eyebrow
She stood face to face with you, hitched breath and clutched the paper for dear life before you started to pack your stuff, she spoke before you could step away from the table
“Okay wait- just- sorry I just really need this vote and I don’t have any other idea”
You pondered and observed the girl, she was beautiful, clearly in distress by her voice wavering at the end. You heard a lot about the Korean, she was called nepo baby of the year on Hot topic, even landed herself on the cover of ‘Vanity Korea’ so it definitely wasn’t a surprise that students were fed up with her antics.
“You only care about the title though”
She scoffed and crossed her arms
“I deserve it.”
You looked at her with a ‘really?’ Expression, rolled your eyes and put your earphones in again
“Okay then getting those votes shouldn’t be hard.”
You turned once more and stepped onto the grass before you got yanked back around with a h uh u and on your wrist
“Okay…just wait- what should I do then”
She acted annoyed but was the same one asking for advice, she didn’t seem like what the students made her to be, her bit of disheveled hair made you smile softly
“Prove you’re not just a stuck up girl, that you can handle a bit of dirt, that you’re no different than anyone else”
Yoonchae’s face was mixing from confusion to curiosity
“So…you’re saying to fake date?”
“I never said that-“
She was now smiling all of her teeth were basically showing,
“Think about it! student will see we’re dating and they’ll realize that I’m a great candidate!”
“Yeah no I’m not doing this.”
She grabbed your forearm before you could turn again
“Please yn, it’ll mean a lot to me. 3 months. Just 3 months and we can forget this happened.”
Her eyes pleaded more than her voice, you looked into them knowing she might’ve been manipulating you, yet you stayed and sat back down at the table as she took out a blank piece of paper and pen
“I owe you thank you!” She squealed and took the cap off the pen
“Now, all we need to do is set the ground rules. Here sit.”
A few minutes went by until she turned the paper and push it towards you, it read:
contract and rules:
yn will help me get ALL my votes
no contact (hugging and holding handing permitted)
Meet families
yn will attend all council meetings and events given (both in and out school)
Sit at the same table at all times
You read the list and smiled confusingly, this was definitely crazy enough to be a dream
“Give me the pen”
She looked at your face questionably that looked a bit like admiration, she liked when people didn’t let others run the show. She quickly looked away when you turned and pushed it back towards her
contract and rules:
3 months
yn will help get ALL my votes
no contact (hugging and holding handing permitted)
Meet families
yn will attend all council meetings and events given (in and out of school)
Sit at the same table at all times
yn’s designated driver
Get out of comfort zone
Try to be a better person (mandatory)
Yoonchae must watch Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist with yn (and all rom-coms)
“You’re joking right? What does being your designated driver and being nice have to do with this?”
You pointed to the bulletpoint with the end of her pen
“Nobody will believe we’re together unless you show some growth, and um..I don’t really have transportation so if you want me as a plus one you’re gonna have to pick me up”
Yoonchae thought for a minute until she stuck her hand out, at least you weren’t asking for 20,000 dollars and a internship at Teen Vouge
The 4 times she shut you down, and the 1 time she didn’t.
Paring: ex!coparent!Sophia Laforteza x ex!coparent!fem!reader
Warnings: a small kms joke, intimate moment implied in the last bit, someone steps in a poo bucket,
Synopsis:
It’s been 2 years of coparenting your daughter Samia with Sophia, after an altercation at school & your daughter’s occasional scheming, you and the Filipina slowly start reconnect. These are the 4 times she denied her feelings from then.
And the one time she didn’t.
Not my ‘atypical’ inspo overflowing in the last part…just lmk if this eats so I can rest peacefully. Thank you for Miley Cyrus ‘7 things’ that originally inspired me but 7:1 was too long..ok bye now seriously
1. Trajectory changed
“I can assure you my daughter would have never done that, I am so sorry I will coming down there immediately”
Sophia voice rang through the house grabbed her coat and walking out to her car as snow fell.
“We hope you don’t mind we called her other emergency number as well”
Sophia’s eyes locked onto the steering wheel, the last time she saw you words were thrown around and led to no contact, it was then she realized after a talk with her closest friends it was no longer about what she or you wanted, but what your daughter needed and it hurt her thinking of the strain between you two as lovers but you two as parents.
Honk! Honk!
Her thoughts flew out of order like a nervous girl before a presentation dropping her flashcards.
“ uh yeah sorry..bye”
She pressed the gas and hung up on the car screen. She’d be lying if she didn’t have a feeling what her daughter’s outburst rooted from as she pulled in the parking lot.
Getting closer as closer to the office she sees you through the glass, she had a feeling you would beat her; (even if she didn’t wanna acknowledge it) one of the things she’s always loved about you. She joined you sitting outside of the headmaster’s door.
“Hey, are you okay?”
She could feel the way the question tugged at her heart, you could’ve exploded right there but you asked about her well-being and if she was being honest, she wasn’t so sure anymore.
“Oh yeah, just..didn’t think I’d spend my winter cheer here.”
She meant it to be a joke but when she turned to you she was met with an expression that was unwavering but still soft, her brain turned mute when you two looked at each other mirroring each others expressions; she felt her breath quicken
“Headmistress Leroux will see you now.”
When you got up you let her take her place in front of you. As you two walked in you and sat down the silence had grown louder than when you two were waiting and the headmistress cut through with a fake cough.
“Believe me, I know how great your daughter is, she’s one of our top students and her scores are above and beyond, but you know a child needs proper..well proper care.”
“What do you mean by proper care?”
You could only think of how you two worked around being coparents; you couldn’t recall that night if you two fought for your daughter, for each other , or for your family.
“Deepest apologies Mrs. Laforteza but let’s not beat around the bush too much, Samia needs stability, a clear image of a family when she’s asked, not taking her after her mother’s probl-“
“Don’t lecture us about stability, you don’t know noth-“
Sophia’s eyes darted from you to the lady almost too stunned by your voice
“So this is what? stability? You and your wife are the talk of the town you should be-“
Your chair screeched when you stood up and pointed your finger at her, your face had anger written all over it, so much you basically matched the lipstick on the woman.
“Do not act as if you know me or m- her.”
She cleared her throat and straightened her back up but you already turned around to walk out. Sophia eyes quickly went back and forth, your words still repeating in her head.
But she found herself trailing behind you walking to the parking lot she yelled out and light snow fell from the sky
“Hey.”
You turned to meet her eyes looking back into yours.
A safe distance from each other but even that felt like centimeters.
Your breath was leaving your mouth open as if you were going to say something but she cut you off
“Thank you, for…whatever that was.“
“It’s fine, don’t make it sound complicated”
“Everything about us is complicated, so actually thank you for not adding to the list.”
You could hear the bite in her words seep like water through a crack in the wall, what was softening turned cold in a millisecond
“Well I should go.”
She turned from you quickly leaving you and your words in the snow
“Oh yeah sorry, well uh I’ll just…fucking kill myself oh my gosh”
2. Merely a social inclusion…
Sophia had cooked dinner for her and Samia later that night and to Sophia’s surprise she was the first to cut through the silence.
“Sooo movie night?”
Sophia remembered those nights, both of you and your daughter watching what seemed interesting that day. She looked at her daughter with an almost suspicious look on her face but broke and smiled.
“I don’t see why not baby, set up for us and I’ll clean this up quick”
She said standing up and taking their dishes to the sink kissing her daughter’s temple before that.
As she cleared the table Sophia’s brain kept going back to the last words she told you, she didn’t mean to sound the way it did, but she knew it’s better safe than sorry. And when she grabbed snacks for the both of them about to sit on the couch-
*Ding dong*
Sophia looked at her daughter with the same suspicious expression from earlier and made her way to the door, opening it she was met with you shivering trying to explain yourself but failed due to the cold so Sophia moved from the door frame to let you in.
“Whew sorry Mia said she needed..
..her book bag”
she could barely make out what you said at the end
You both turned your head at the teen girl who was looking back at you with the innocent face she took from the Filipina.
“Hi mom, me and mommy were about to do movie night, you should totally join us now you’re here”
You turned to Sophia with an eyebrow raise as if way of asking ‘did you put her up to this?’ Though you know she probably rather lay with a thousand mice than let that happen, you were gonna deny the offer before Sophia spoke lowly just between you two.
“You look like shit.”
You knew you did. So you didn’t bite back and lifted the teenager’s school bag to hand to Sophia.
“You look great”
If you couldn’t kill yourself you can always kill with kindness you thought, but she wasn’t trying to deal with the feeling in her stomach she used to let herself feel so she grabbed the bag lifting it behind her shoulder
“You can call your friends and Netflix watch party with them”
Samia grabbed the bag and walked up to her room while Sophia and you watched her; she was now facing you with a hard face and lingering eyes now fully moved from the door frame as if she was going to invite you in.
“just come in let’s get this over with so we don’t look…uncoordinated when the school calls.”
As she turned quickly you looked around the house you two once shared; neutral colored but still felt like a home nonetheless, you noticed the drawings hung up on random places that Samia drew over the years; together and not.
You realized she was always drawing both of you with her in between making sure to write a ‘I love my mommies’ in pink glitter pen. By the time Sophia was at the dinner table and turned she saw you admiring the 14 year old’s drawing skills.
“She takes after you..like a ton”
“Please you don’t remember how shitty my drawings were? it used to make her cry.”
Sophia remembered those nights, she hated you didn’t. When you joined her at the table you sat down while she stood staring at you and noticed the faintest shiver while you rubbed your hands and yet, you kept an awkward but thankful smile on your face. She’s sure you would’ve said something by now if your teeth weren’t chattering like some kind of morse code.
“I can hear you shivering.”
You tried to say something back but you failed to raise your head you laid on the table to catch you breath and soak up the house heater.
But after a few minutes went by you couldn’t focus to hear what was going on until you heard a clink to the table and raised your head.
No words but you were met with a bowl of steaming soup and tea.
Eating the oh so delicious Chicken Tinola she always made for the colder seasons you felt the warmth wash over you like you finally gained consciousness from a five-year induced coma, her eyes stayed on you lingering on the way your face relaxed when you felt a sense of comfort.
she waited until you finished but the silence became comforting enough for her to not try and ruin it, for either of you.
“Thank you, but whatever you’re thinking don’t.”
“I wasn’t thinking anything.”
“You were, your eyes always say it before you do.”
Sophia cringed, not because of what you said but because you weren’t wrong; and she hated that.
But the sound of Samia’s distant laughter filled the silence.
“I should probably go, I can apologize and clear it up with the evil hag after I take Mia Monday?”
Sophia nodded, swallowing the words in her throat she didn’t know was there.
“Yeah just text me.”
She followed you to the door, you turned and notice her semi-surprised eyes.
“about earlier, I meant she takes after your passion, I know writings always been your thing.”
You smiled and turned around pulling your arm out your jacket pocket to wave behind you and Sophia’s hand had almost raised itself subconsciously, or not
She didn’t waste time on closing the door upon realizing what she had almost done and was met with Samia standing on the stairs. She smiled at the girl and crossed her hands.
“Has anyone ever told you how cheeky you could be?”
“Me? I was merely allowing a social inclusion”
“You don’t even know what that means do yo
“No but it doesn’t hurt to try new things everyday?”
“..I guess it doesn’t”
She kept that to herself tho.
3. damsel in distress
Since Samia’s outburst..and yours. The only way Sophia knew would —at least— make a good impression was if you both attend the school fair.
Chaperoning of course.
Often times you two would switch off when the other couldn’t make it. And though you two came together the distance created said otherwise, she didn’t even look your way once keeping her back towards you at all times she could.
And for whatever reason Gabriella; the rude selfish arrogant woman the mothers of the academy call ‘president’ thought it would be funny to come up to you near the pony ride.
She brought her young son a ticket before giving him the ticket shooing him and turning to you, not before complaining about the smell of the horse manure.
“The hell is that awful smell?”
“they’re dumping manure to use for the school’s field”
She didn’t see you pointing at the bucket that had just been placed near her foot. She quickly smiled and laughed loudly catching Sophia’s attention.
“You know, I’m surprised Sophia had you come…” she trailed taking your raffle ticket
“Wait that’s-“
“After all you two aren’t together- uh!”
*Squish*
Sophia had went up to the ticket admission stand that you stood near pushing you forward making Gabriella step backwards.
Right into the bucket of manure.
“OH. MY. GOD.” she basically screamed in bloody murder
You could only look with wide eyes realizing what the hell had just happened
“Holy shit-“
“Oh my gosh, I am sooooo sorry I wasn’t even looking” a sarcastic voice so noticeable probably Hellen Keller would know it was sarcasm.
And you and your heart knew who it was before you turned.
Sophia.
Acting as if it required her to push you to get tickets she could’ve just gotten at another ticket stand.
Gabriella had words forming in her mouth that would’ve costed her position, following, and her holy grail; reputation.
So she closed her eyes and slowly took her foot out of the bucket failing to not make a nasty slushing sound literally whimpering from the discomfort but you were still on the fact how close she was to you.
Gabriella waddled away forgetting her son and murmuring very hurtful things under her breath.
You turned around to Sophia who was looking at the lady waddled away like a penguin
And finally looked at you who had a soft smile that says ‘I won’t embarrass you but what the hell was that?’
“What’re you doing?”
“Getting tickets. What are you doing?”
“Just..haying around”
You picked up a few straws of hay shrugging off jokingly
The silence was definitely awkward to others but it was once comfortable to Sophia. So she let herself analyze your face for a few more seconds before the volunteer at the booth spoke
“Sorry miss but there’s a line behind you”
Sophia let herself quietly let out a shaky breath
And turned away from you barely letting you process anything that happened leaving you looking at the single dad with his daughter giving you a ‘wishing that was me’ nod of approval.
PTA warfare was definitely not everyone’s cup of tea.
4. “Love blooms when a naked baby shoot arrows at you”
it was February; a specific special Friday of spreading love with candies and a butt-naked baby shooting arrows at people, was nearing the corner
Samia was adamant the night before about making candy bags for her friends and teachers.
Samia’s room sat quiet, it was comfortable but not enough for Sophia’s subconscious mind to stop the thoughts of you, and honestly? Even her daughter was familiar with her silence.
“The least you can do is give a goodie bag
…just saying”
Ah the oldest trick in the book, and it just might’ve worked on her mother.
Because Sophia grabbed one of the already-made goodie bags putting it to the side but was interrupted her now annoyed daughter grabbing the bag from her hand
“I didn’t say MY goodie bags.”
And handed the Filipina an empty bag, small light pink paper, and a pen.
“What’s this?”
“Um a bag? You’re gonna make your own.”
Sophia had the power and right to just get up and go respond to emails, take a walk, book herself a flight to Paris, literally anything,
But she sat there in the soft lighted room and reluctantly added candies into the small baggie.
Next morning, the perfectly decorated bag sat on the dinner counter and when Samia came to sit and put her lunch in her backpack she laughed at what she saw
But before Sophia could ask what was so funny soft knocks were heard then you opened it with Samia already passing you before you could even get in a ‘good morning’
You looked back at the door to see Sophia already dressed for work, looking the same as the day you met her only grown into an even more beautiful woman. You’d be lying if you said she wasn’t the woman you still dream of when you close your eyes at night.
You turned about to walk away before she spoke
“Wait.”
You turn back looking right at her
She almost forgets the bag in her hand
“I figured she’d forget to give you a bag.”
Though you two barely touched fingertips, the short touch lingered as you two were still touching.
“Happy Valentine’s Day ‘phia” you smiled before turning around to walk to the car.
when you pulled off the school lot you parked and took the bag out of your pocket looking at the basic valentine candies with the seasonal hearts and colors. You couldn’t help but notice the written note that read
‘Happy valentines.’
It shouldn’t be much but it was the first time Sophia wished you a happy holiday in a while ..or wished you anything tbh.
And that just gave you even more of a reason to smile harder.
5. Love me..or not
Sophia didn’t know where it began, one day you two decided to watch a movie with Samia as her ‘birthday wish’
But now you two are biting at each other’s heads in the kitchen.
“All I said was you never done that with me, I was joking!“
“Yeah well maybe it was never that deep for you.”
You couldn’t nor didn’t want to speak again, you only let her speak her mind. It was harsh and you knew it wasn’t true.
But her cold face honestly made you believe otherwise and you didn’t waste any time grabbing your phone and jacket.
——
It had been over 4 weeks since then and Sophia maintained her composure.
That didn’t mean she wasn’t driving herself crazy over that night.
Now sophia sits in her now-cleaned kitchen after her dinner party she threw for closing a case with a very important client, around times like these she’d be relieved.
But she still felt like she couldn’t let go of her breath; almost like she was scared.
Too deep in thought she didn’t hear her door opened with keys. And only two people besides Sophia owned copies.
Your familiar figure appeared under the archway almost scared to even stand in her space.
And for the first time Sophia didn’t shut you down before you got the chance.
The kitchen stood with the same thick tension from 2 weeks before, it hurt you to remember that night but you didn’t want to waste her time
“I know it wasn’t deep for you, but it was for me.”
Your face fully noticeable in the light although her face said nothing her heart fluttered at the familiar sight, it was loud in her head like drums.
And it only worsened when you got closer, closer, and closer.
“even if you don’t feel the same, you can just be there as a friend.”
Now you stand before her looking at the Filipina you call the mother of your child.
“Honestly, if I knew you were just gonna be..all weird and it was gonna jeopardize the whole thing I would have never stayed that night. Clearly letting Mia try and persuade me into this was wrong because it is becoming incredibly clear that you don’t care whatsoev-“
she kissed you.
Not in a heated, steamy, needy like way
Kinda soft, a bit stiff and awkward, with her cold fingers touching your neck.
And when you two slowly pulled away, she finally felt the breath she had been holding come out shakily, she slowly opened her eyes looking at you with an unreadable expression.
“I told you it wasn’t deep. But it was- it is. it’s so deep for me that I couldn’t help but remember what Gabriella said that night and when I realized how familiar it felt I got.. scared.”
The fair.
You remembered what the lady said before stepping in the poop bucket.
‘After all you two aren’t together’
You were quick to hold her wrist that was near your cheeks softly kissing the inside of her palm as reassurance
“Sophia I’ve only ever wanted you. The woman of my child, my dreams, my desires, my whole life revolves around you.”
the whole thing had Sophia’s head turning blurry, the kiss, your words, her remembering how jealous she felt that night paying a random man to take your shift so she didn’t have to keep staring at you work.
“How can you love complicated?” she laughed taking her arms away from your face and wrapping it around your torso
“Because it’s with you.”
6. Bonus ch.
It had been a few years after getting back together. You and her remarried only a few days after the night of joy and happiness and you spent every day since then tending to your wife and her needs like a Queen and her follower; buying her what she wants and only asking her for a kiss that everyone knows leads to you begging for another like-
You and Sophia were getting ready for the annual block party hosted by none other than the PTA committee, and Sophia had been in charge of the activities for the neighborhood kids. And she couldn’t help but express her utter dislike for the president.
“And babe. I kid you not she turns to me right when you walk away and says ‘no way you can handle all that’ like what the hell does that even mean?”
You, standing right behind her hand wrapped around her waist only kissed her cheek, neck, ears, anything in reach. You didn’t care about it, respectfully, you wanted a kiss from your wife and you’d do just about anything to get it.
“Mmh my love you look so good can I get a kiss?”
She turns still in your arms and narrowed her eyes at you, you’re surprised you didn’t buckle at the sight itself
“You weren’t even listening.” She smacked your chest but she knew that’s just how much she drove you crazy
So she grabbed your chin between her pointer and finger and gave you what you so sweetly asked for and it wasn’t long before one turned to ten with ruined lipstick and heavy breathing
“Wait- baby please-“
“Nope. Get ready.”
Kissing your jaw with a smile noting to make it up later
—
As the sun set Sophia’s objective was complete and she made her way to you talking to an old neighbor who complimented your marriage in a quiet soft lit gazebo
“Don’t worry dear, love makes you act in ways you never thought you would”
You nodded feeling Sophia come beside you, you wrapped your hand around her waist as the old lady gave her thanks to Sophia for the wonderful Lumpia and walked away.
You wife turned in your arm smirking at you
“Ways you never thought huh? You wanna show me?”
You smirked back at her and let go
“LIKE THISSSS-”
She flinched at the unexpected sound smacking the side of your head before covering her face giggling with each other like classmates with a crush on each other
“Oh my God you’re literally so embarrassing”
But quickly after your hands found their way back to her waist she rubbed your arms up and down softly
“Can I have my kiss now?”
“Did Mia do something stupid?”
“Not under my supervision..At least”
“Kitchen?”
“Yup.”
“Guest room?”
“Cleaned and dusted.”
“Surprise me”
“I’ll buy you that collection you saw at Saks?”
She blinked and broke into a smile giving you your long awaited sweet lady kiss.
She literally had you seeing pure stars from the kiss alone you were stuck eyes closed and lipgloss smeared on your lips
“You’re actually crazy.”
She wiped your lip with her thumb and her acrylic nail tickling your top lip.
“Just appreciating my life.”
Though it felt as if the period hadn’t happened it still felt nice to hear you were grateful as much as she was and she sighed in contentment.
“Me too, thank you for letting us try again.”
You found her had and kissed the back of it smiling and let a laugh out that sent butterflies all throughout her body anatomy.
“It’s not trying again if it never left in the first place”
just picked up in the rain,,,ay ay ay twerking in da rain
ur talking stage doesn’t wanna make her mind up and ends up storming out with only one pair of her fav shoes, months go on and ur still stuck in her head, does she need her shoe or a sign?
God, she couldn’t even believe she was thinking of you. She had stormed out your apartment, and with how harsh the argument was your neighbors would’ve thought you guys were together.
Together not exactly.. but talking yes!
You guys had been talking for a little over 5 months taking everything relatively slow with not even a first kiss in sight. But that wasn’t the issue, the issue was lying with another girl she started getting close with and the pictures that were as clear as day didn’t seem to make you feel any less worse.
It was another afternoon of waiting for a text at the bare minimum, you knew a pop star’s schedule rarely could be anything else but hectic and you always assured her that you’d be waiting for her every time. But that day you didn’t even get a good morning response.
She always ended up back at your place though as if you were just the closest thing next to her and that’s exactly what happened that horrible night. Walking in and setting her purse down she stood there watching you sitting at the ts window looking out. the room felt heavy already almost like words were already being thrown back and forth without looking at each other.
you physically couldn’t bring yourself to call out the elephant in the room and you didn’t know why, all you could do was keep an almost disgusted look on your face as you watched the city traffic pass.
As the silence stretched wider keeping a straight face thinned and was hanging by a thread. You were the laughing stock in your mind and all you thought to do was put your face in your hands.
“How was your date night” if only you knew it would only incite the situation
“like honestly can you not?” She scoffed and was already ready to grab her stuff.
“Well you came to my house you should’ve stayed at hers if you weren’t tryna’ do shit.”
before you could finish you were already following her to the door grabbing her stuff in a rush to give with her closing it before you two would start to argue in the hallway in the early mornings.
“That’s only one shoe fucking asshole” she was thankful you didn’t get petty and throw her shit around and instead stuffed it in a big ikea-sized tote bag.
She just had to remind herself to pick up her other pair.
—
The nights after that she’d see you..well not literally but mentally; she’d be in a diner with her but would see an old framed picture with someone who had most of your features, (smiled like you even but she didn’t wanna think it too loudly) or walking down some busy street and randomly picking up the smell your perfume looking like she just saw the rapture happen, or even talk past a window shop and see someone who looked exactly like you checking out.
If Manon didn’t know any better she would’ve thought you were manifesting it, to keep her seeing you, to plague her mind with fragments of you, to feel the faint disappointment when she realizes there’s no you.
And that’s where she’s at now, it had been 3 months since that happened and she was just now thinking of her chunky shoes that were missing a pair, right foot to be exact.
And yeah, she could’ve just got another pair but that was pretty hard when it was a limited edition collab with a man who was now dead.
Manon eyes stayed on tv screen but her mind was still filled with the same thoughts of you. Her phone read
9+ new messages from .
She didn’t even put her under an emoji even and although she could’ve she didn’t want to, nor did she want to open the spam of messages that had been coming in since she started her solo-marathon of Twilight.
She sighed, threw her phone, and closed her eyes asking loud and clear for whomever was listening
‘Give me a sign..anything’
What was supposed to sound like a question hinted more at desperation as if she just needed a reason.
As 5 minutes went to 20 minutes went to 40, she realized the sign she asked for wasn’t going to come if she didn’t find it herself. And so she decided to wasn’t going to run away anymore.
She parked in front of your place and stared down at the dashboard, she knew if she was going to do it she was going to have to get out the car eventually but someone beat her to it and knocked on her window
“Manon? wow its been so long since I seen you come out!”
It was your two-doors-down neighbor that loved seeing you two in love for some reason
“Oh! no thank you I’m just here to-
“Stop being silly! come along now dear”
The elderly lady already had opened her door basically pulling her out and before Manon could tell her the story she cut her off again.
“you know I maybe have a face full with wrinkles but my brain is still wise” she hinted to Manon as they waited for the elevator with her hand still around manon’s bicep
“I mean I know what happened, the whole complex does, but I know you’re here because your heart knows how to fix what your brain doesn’t.”
The last line literally stuck with her when they walked into the elevator, she knew the lady was right and when the elevator opened the hall that lead to your apartment stretched longer in her eyes than it really was and the old lady pushing her only made it worse.
Before manon could even push her she was facing your door already with the lady quickly walking down to her door giving her a swatting motion before leaving manon alone in the hall, just though that wall was you and she wasn’t fully there to know what to say.
But she knew if she walked away she might’ve just missed the sign she needed.
So she knocked softly
She remembered the sound of your door locks unlocking all too well and once she saw your face, the noise in her head was muted and you had to be the first to say something before her head exploded.
“oh- hi..um you’re probably here for your other shoe, um…sorry I thought you forgot about it but it’s around the room somewhere actually- just come in”
You turned around before she could say something or anything she could’ve thought of but couldn’t. As she walked in seeing your place remained the same, she wondered what you meant by forgot because whatever way you meant best believe, forgot wasn’t the case.
“Sorry, did you want a water or..something?”
“o-oh um yeah please” her mouth barely made a sound and she just wanted to melt into the floor already but you smiled at her while you handed it.
“relax it’ll only take a few minutes and then you can be on your way”
A frown made a way to her face when you turned down to your room, she walked while taking in how familiar your apartment smelled. She eyes skimmed around the small circle table in front of the couch seeing the background of your MacBook, a picture of you two taken with the various filters off the MacBook photobooth.
Her eyes were still stuck on the photo when you came in
“here, sorry it was shove up in the closet I don’t know-“
You followed where her eyes were staring felt the embarrassment heat your body up
“oh sorry..must’ve been the wind eh?” You giggled and cleared your throat again before handing her the shoe only letting your eyes talk to each other for a few long seconds but before she could walk away she finally got to say something.
“Wait im sorry, I just- I’m not here for a stupid shoe, I came for fuck- I don’t know a sign or something”
“A sign?” You raised your eyebrows and gave a half-sided smile
“yeah- I don’t know okay? I just couldn’t stop thinking of you so I asked for a sign” she admitted with shame but her eyes still remained on you.
Although you were fairly short with your words she read your expressions like a Dr. Suess book seeing you smile turned the rooms silence to a comforting one, weirdly enough.
“Right, right so..” your eyes trailed around the living room and landed on the MacBook and a smile crept back onto your face
“..what’d they say?”
“Well..they have yet to say something” her eyes grazed over you once more before closing the gap, it wasn’t lustful but felt like the main moment of realization for her and when she pulled away with her eyes closed she spoke subconsciously.
“You don’t have to say yes but all I ask is for another sign”
You laughed and pushed her hair away to look at the girl barely peeking at you through her lashes with the same smile she had when she was genuine about something, before complying with her question you murmured
“As long as you keep leaving something to come back for.”
focus on the end bc it ate more than the rest ifykykykykykyk
Yoonchae had been looking forward to watching you graduate since you told her, this was big for everyone and anyone who’s experienced it. It’s a brand new opening and opportunity to flourish into a new adult and a milestone to celebrate with loved ones and family.
but she’s never met them; only your sisters through Megan hence how she met you. But this was a new territory, something she wasn’t sure she wanted to witness and would prefer to just see you after, maybe eat a stack of pancakes while laughing at some tiktok.
All of the kats and your family stood at a party thrown at a backyard waiting on you, Your sister gave all of the girls some type of candy lei to give you.
Except when she got to Yoonchae she gave her a beautiful purple orchid lei that smelled amazing, all your sister murmured was “a special lei for you to give” and left her to admire the floral creation that could’ve been created by Mother Nature herself.
She was taken out of thought when she heard the crowd of your family started to cheer and pop confetti cannons seeing you walk with your school colored gown cords dangling and everything in your hands. Seeing the way your family was so proud with their celebrations only made her admire this milestone for you even more.
As everyone gave their praises and leis your heart started to rush when you got down to the girls. Sophia gave you that mom kinda hug and praise, and the rest of them just couldn’t seem to stop smiling like crazy the closer it got Yoonchae’s turn.
As you turned to her, the last person, you couldn’t even hug her do to your vacant hands but she didn’t mind it, as she put her hands above your heard to lay the orchid on you, the purple caught your eye.
“Wow Shelly.. for me?” you grinned but you didn’t stop her though, and she was clearly confused looking at your family not knowing what just happened and looked for some type of information, anything to tell her she didn’t just ruin the one thing she’s wanted to witness since you guys got together.
It felt overwhelming in a matter of seconds, then she felt your hands gently squeezing almost fitting like a puzzle piece.
“Don’t look at them it’s okay, this is the greatest gift of love, thank you”
And all of a sudden she felt grounded, a simple touch of reassurance washed out the waves of nerves and replaced it with a fluttering heartbeat she swore anyone could have heard.
As time went on celebrating and dancing with your family and the girls getting a glimpse of how Polynesians get down in a party. You and Yoonchae stood against the railing in the front of the house with the silence in the night only making everything more vulnerable as you two giggled about earlier.
“Wait so, what does this mean now?” She softly touched one of the petals genuinely curious as to why she was the root of the joke
“Well, on the islands puas” you point at the flower leis tied around your neck as the examples you can give the girl “can represent different things, like how ti leafs symbolize protection and luck, or hibiscus symbolize beauty and loyalty”
Then you finally pointed at the beautiful purple lei that has been the center of her attention since she laid eyes on it wondering the meaning.
“And orchids, they symbolize the aspects of love like devotion, trust, and strength”
You didn’t miss the way her eyes semi-widened realizing what she just did in front of your family
“So..I just courted you in front of your family”
“Well, if that’s how you wanna put it”
“Well, I was under the impression that I’d be here to celebrate a milestone in your life” she shrugged annoyed already feeling the embarrassment coming back.
“And you are” you said
you seen a bush barely blooming with pink and white hibiscus right behind you two, you picked one out and put it on her ear on her left side making sure to kiss her cheek softly.
Ib Niki but motivated by last week of school jitters 🏆
This emoji is so cute
Sophie and you are plain friends..well if we just ignore the subtle flirting from you two, the secretive staring at one another during a night out, the way your limbs are always touching, the awkward silences added with the awkward cute smiles trying to soften the blow because you can’t even function correctly.
just a pure hot mess, honestly
you never pushed more than what you felt was right, sometimes she’d be cool, and others she’d just need a hug and some quiet time. You never blamed her for it, you knew she was running on 30 minutes of sleep and constant cameras and mics in her face. So you offered a place where she could just drop the weight and worries off her shoulder right at your doormat.
And she always took the opportunity even when you weren’t home. Your home felt like hers and for some reason she found herself driving down your street in the early hours of the night, this wasn’t a daily routine but it was frequent enough to know that she preferred being with you than being alone with her thoughts in her dim apartment.
You knew about her nightly visitations; so you made sure to leave her a copy of your house keys, this very night you were out with some friends from your calculus class, you had just finished a long week of final exams and projects and what better way to celebrate than grabbing shots.
You had gotten a notification about movement in the front of your door before you could open it. Sophie had sent a photo of her making a milkshake with the ice cream and milk from your fridge. You replied to her picture with a couple of emojis telling her to make herself comfortable and you’ll be home soon. Your place wasn’t new to her; she had been over plenty of times, both invited and uninvited.
She knew you guys were friends but she couldn’t help the smile breaking through her face once she saw how open and caring you were with her. Yeah, you could’ve never make her a key, or not leave the heater on low because you know her car has a hard time switching the AC, or not leave the porch light on because of her clumsiness.
you could’ve just done none of the stuff you do, but you do. “Why?” Was the question that popped in her head. She thought maybe you just really love home decor and the whole home-y vibe but the poutine you left with the note of the fridge ‘saved you some poo-tine 💩🇨🇦’ made her heart beat and her cheeks flush like crazy.
While you were trying to sober up on a nearby table you couldn’t get the girl out your head. You know can have fun without her but it just isn’t as fun with her and you didn’t care to deny it so on short thinking you just got in the car and went on your way home.
”Sophie? Are you still here ?”
“kitchen!”
As you two shared a hug you couldn’t help but stay in place, while she did the same. And that was the only thing she needed to completely let her worries go out the door.
“are you drunk?”
“Eh, just 2 mojitos and a Shirley temple”
she laughed in the hug “you know Shirley’s are mocktails, mock as in it’s just juice, right?”
You nodded slowly understanding “that..actually makes sense why the bartender laughed at me for saying on the rocks”
When you turned your head you read the time of the microwave ‘1:45 AM’
“did you eat the poutine I left for you?”
shaking her head “no, not yet but thank you love”
you blushed and looked down at her hand that fell below you two, trying your best to focus that you didn’t see the way she’s basically burning holes through your head.
She snapped out for her thoughts when you walked away and stopped at a shelf filled with music, you pulled a vinyl out its disc cover and placed it on the record player you ask for her hand which she gives almost instantly and you two began to slow dance around
When the giggling and snickering quieted down, she placed her head on your chest; in the midst of the silence she realized how easily comfort washed over her by hearing your heart and to hear the vibration ring through her body is to know you’re really there and this isn’t just the perfect person she made up in her head. Geez no, she tried to shake her from the thoughts
“How was finals week?”
“Please I’ll only bore you to death” you shook your head with a smile
“Oh dear lord please no, butttt I meant like how are you? I barely got to see you this past month and I missed you”
“Aw, I miss you everyday you’re not home”
Her eyes widen as she sways; shes pretty sure you can feel her heart beating like a drumline
She lifts her head with an amused smile already plastered on her face, “is that so, officer nonchalant”
You broke out into laughter remembering when you broke down slang in tiktok comments
“please don’t ever say that again, you sound like an elderly”
you start to walk into the hall with your laughter as she flips you off, she walks around your living room shelves her heart is still fluttering though and it drove her downright crazy; your laugh wasn’t new, and you especially weren’t new to her so why does she feel like this?
She doesn’t count the time she couldn’t sleep next to you because she was too busy looking at the way your lashes looked so long and how slow you were breathing while her heart was ramming at her chest that night. She gave a side eye to an imaginary camera just thinking about that night
Or the time she spent back in Montreal with friends and just could not get you off her mind, she cringed at the thought of the memory and if she wasn’t at your house she’d scream into her bed in agony and embarrassment for hours.
“you okay? You been holding that pic for some time”
she turned her head to the side seeing you in a fresh set of clothes, tbh she felt like hugging you again just to smell you once more. You walk beside her to see what she was holding; you see the picture of you and Sophie that was taken when you first met and had dinner with her parents and sister.
“ohh yes, I remember this just like yesterday because I was shitting myself into nervousness” you recall the whole afternoon being spent as nervous wreck
“What? Why?? My parents weren’t even as bad as my sister when it came to the ‘are you dating question?’”
silence fell upon the comfortable living room
“because that was the night I knew I loved you” you smiled softly not wanting to make it weird
before you could brush it off she turns your face towards her planting a careful kiss to your lips, she looks at you to see you’re smiling like crazy
She couldn’t help but laugh at the sight
“Well now, we sure aren’t beating the allegations”
I’m so disappointed there’s nothing,,NOTHING for Avantika so I’ll step up for the community
Avantika V.
Ygs r so nick and Norah’s infinite playlist reincarnated :,)
like you’re telling me you’re not party surfing with her in the upper west side in the late hours of beautiful nyc
long dist is sooo cuuuoverstimulatingte
but ygs make it work (^.^)
Late night rooftop-gazing conversations
One night in comfortable silence between you two, the tension band between her feelings and you broke and she just did that nervy pinky holding thing..?
it was a very slow movement towards you, her fingers stuttering, breath fastening, the alcohol buzz warming up her face
yet to her surprise you just placed your hand on top hers but in such a soft and gentle way, giving her a smile and an appreciative squeeze to her hand
everything kinda fell into place after that
you weren’t the type to rush anything that didn’t need to be, and she didn’t like being rushed generally speaking
Didn’t even have to have a will you be my.. nope nothin!
you didn’t end up going home that night and slept over in her dorm, kept space like 2 closeted friends that night, but woke up faces inches away and legs tangled together
she hates when you leave the bed, more so when u leave whilst she’s sleeping
usually SHES the one who has to get up before the sun
It ruins her morning feeling pre-warm sheets
date nights at home(her dorm), the uni corridor, library, doesn’t mind anywhere even with the littlest of stuff to offer
money doesn’t buy her love and she makes it known
quoting memes and audios off TikTok every Jesus blessed day
u once asked how to say “my name is” in telugu and omg she literally never stopped trying to teach you after that
even converses with you in Telugu she doesn’t care u respond in broken words or just in English as long as she’s ur having fun
cooks you meals she grew up with at home, and you cook her yours
lovely, gay, impeccable pecks of love being shared constantly
I feel like jealousy with her depends, she knows what you as her significant other can prevent and what you can’t
like pls don’t act slick bc she will bthc slap that 💩 right out of you
If a conversation ends up an argument she’d never leave the room/environment and she always hopes and prays you don’t either, she’ll never know if once that happens it’ll be the end so she never jinxes it
its kinda just like watching a movie, sharing the couch together, the silence is loud but there’s still comfort.
Giving “I’m still a bit frustrated but I won’t leave because I know I’ll miss you as soon as I turn around”
everybody n they mommas coughin up a storm this month including me..
The day before it had been raining with impossible cold air blowing nonstop
You forgot to double up your sweater when you went out to take a walk with Wednesday
You woke up the next morning feeling like shit with a stuffy nose feeling like you were dying on your bed
You knew taking 2 Tylenol pills would've made you feel less chilly and turned down the ache you had in your muscles
But you hadn't been sick since for several months so you had to go into Jericho just to pick up a bottle
You said fuck that and stayed in your room being absent to your classes hoping sleep would do you justice
Wednesday hadn't seen you in botany class which was weird because you'd come to that class just to be with her almost everyday
So she decided to check up on you after the class ended but oh how she felt her heart shatter (just a little)
You were breathing through your mouth and could hear the wheezy inhales and exhales and she knew you caught a fever
She knew you didn't like syrup cough medicine no matter what brand or flavor so she woke you and made a family 'secret' elixir
Very suspicious about it but you (gaslighted yourself) liked it even though it didn't do much
Knowing how your body is if it has a fever; she almost felt needed to hold you while you went back to sleep
That was cut short when remembering how cold her body is compared to yours now
She was thinking on what to do to make her feel less chilly, from basically rug burning her skin wondering if it'd heat up, to rubbing her hands together, wearing a sweater and a pair of winter gloves
She just wanted to hold you while you're sick she dgaf
Since Enid was out with Ajax in town she asked/forced her to pick up some Tylenol knowing you were gonna get tired of her mother's mother elixir in a couple of days
Surprise! there's arsenic in it
me personally.. I wouldn't take that type of disrespect
Omar lemme tell u sumn...go home n get the gun GO HOME! RUN!
me casa su casaaaaa babyyyy
which meansss she steals things from you when you come over to her dorm and leave without remembering to grab it when leaving
So she keeps them in a little spot for you though you don't know she has everything there.
If you're lucky you can choose her -possible- ootd
She doesn't like doing things..unless she's doin em with you
if you're dorm is across the whole school then you're going home with her no excuses
she wouldn't want bae getting in trouble with ms. Thornhill
would never join you in dancing and singing around the dorm room but it makes her heart swell nonetheless
Uncle fester and the whole family love you like their own
She lovvvvveeeeesssss showing you her cello skills and if you asked (kissed) her nicely she'd play you a piece
You two go everywhere together and if you cant, she's negotiating with Weems
She doesn't use tiktok only watching when you're watching on your phone
Some days when she's out investigating she can't help but think what you’re up to if you're not around and trying to plan sumn out with you after she's done.
Hates pictures but when she sees you, taking out your phone capturing the love of your life in many places you've visited together..
she posin like her last name hadid
You to Wednesday is more than just her s/o her world, her love, her soul and more..
She's never understood why her parents love, talk, kiss, hold, look, even talk about each other in the way they did, until she met you of course
Always observing you 25/8; burns, cuts, scrapes nd once she sees em she gettin to work
she absolutely adores your piercings (tongue/nose hoop got eem simpin)
she's wrote about you b4 many many times jlyk
Arts and crafts Friday
even tho she deeply resent every Friday she likes spending time with you
obsessed wit ya fr
You learned how to do acrylics from your sister and now you wanna try on her even though yk she don't like things bothering her
especially when she's writing
she'll still get them tho 🤷
you're are basically her guardian angel and she already knows that but would she tell you?
no
looks over you in many ways; doing your homework, making sure you drink water, checking up on you if you're sick, making Thing spy on you if you're out with friends
why would you even ditch her in the first place-
Hating affection but once you say 'i love you' she's all over you nd you betta have nothing on your schedule today cus you're staying with her in her bed
