smau . fashionista!reader x chaotic!keonho blackcat!reader x orangecat!keonho strangers to lovers crack angst
synopsis . you were popular on twitter for your outfits and being used as inspiration for many people, friends, and even brands. yet when a random boy follows you, getting traction for his visuals on twitter, you get intrigued. but didn't know he was a pretty chaotic dude with chaotic friends.
important β yn is portrayed as giselle in the story !!!
smau . fashionista!reader x chaotic!keonho blackcat!reader x orangecat!keonho strangers to lovers crack angst
synopsis you were popular on twitter for your outfits and being used as inspiration for many people, friends, and even brands. yet when a random boy follows you, getting traction for his visuals on twitter, you get intrigued. but didn't know he was a pretty chaotic dude with chaotic friends.
notes ... honestly just wrote a bunch of random stuff π
smau . fashionista!reader x chaotic!keonho blackcat!reader x orangecat!keonho strangers to lovers crack angst
synopsis you were popular on twitter for your outfits and being used as inspiration for many people, friends, and even brands. yet when a random boy follows you, getting traction for his visuals on twitter, you get intrigued. but didn't know he was a pretty chaotic dude with chaotic friends.
notes ... honestly just wrote a bunch of random stuff π
caller information .. enemy!seonghyeon x f!reader fluff angst if you squint cursing mentions of alcohol & smoking not proofread π basically based off the album icon by brent faiyaz
plot .. you and seonghyeon were enemies in school. you didn't give a single fuck about him and he didn't give a single fuck about you. but when a new student comes into the picture, someone that looks to be your type, he changes. he becomes less pushy and stops teasing you, rather he's nicer and trying to get your attention that way. and suddenly, you're confused on what to do. does he like you, or is he just playing with your feelings?
𫧠: this is my first writing in so long π
seonghyeon and you didn't like each other. at all. ever since you two met in middle school, you two would only bicker. teachers even had to separate your classes up because all they would hear is squabbling during lessons. yet, that didn't stop you two. "yn, shut up! you're such a loud talker!" he'd say, looking at you. "well i don't care!" you'd say back, sticking your tongue out.
you never got a fresh breath of air around him, always being super prepared to fight him. he was honestly an annoying fly you would always try to swat away, yet he'd always come back. your families even tried to keep you two apart, but it wouldn't work. you two would always find a way to bicker, a way to interact, a way to fight.
years passed and you two still continued to fight and bicker. "yn, give me my phone!" seonghyeon said, chasing you across the campus. "nope! give me my waterbottle back!" you yelled, making the brown-haired boy stop and pant, holding his chest. "fuck," he said, breathing in, "whatever, here." he passed it to you and you gave him his phone back. "thanks, loser," you said, starting to walk away. he raised his eyebrow and suddenly grabbed your bag from behind.
"ah, what did you say to me?" he said, raising eyebrows. "i said thanks, loser." he scoffed and was about to start something with you, but his best friend came over. "hi, yn," martin said, smiling and waving. "hi, martin," you said back. seonghyeon looked at you two and rolled his eyes, "whatever. we'll deal with this later, fucker." you gasped and raised a hand at him as your friends came over. ian and stella looked at you and back at seonghyeon and laughed.
"you two are still going at it?" ian asked, trying to contain her giggle. "yeah, 'cause he still wants to play around." you said, a tone a tad bit condescending. "it's kind of funny," stella remarked as she took a bite of her snack, "you and him. i'm surprised he still hates you." you looked at stella, a intimidating look in your eyes. she looked at you and immediately looked away, "my bad." "stel', they don't hate each other, they love each other, right, yn?" ian says, teasing you. "fuck no." you said, staring at her then seonghyeon angrily as he teased you from across the room.
at the school festival, you were setting up the stand when seonghyeon decided to come over and tease you, grabbing the poster. "ah, what's this?" he says, grabbing it and looking at it. "give it back, seonghyeon!" you yelling, trying to grab it. "nope," he says, suddenly running. "what the fuck!" you scream, chasing after him. he laughed as you tripped and fell, saying "damn, falling for me too?" you looked at him and was about to get up when a guy came you, one you didn't know.
"are you okay?" he asked, putting a hand out to help you. you grabbed his hand and he pulled you up. "thank you," you said to the mysterious man. "no problem, but, uh, is everything okay?" he asked, looking at you. "yeah, just messing around with someone," you said, noticing his shirt with no name tag, "um, do you go here?" he looked at his shirt and goes awkward, "ah, yeah, i do, i just haven't gotten my tag yet. i'm keonho, ahn keonho." he smiled and put a hand out for you, "and you?" you smiled softly, "yn."
seonghyeon watched as the two of you talked and suddenly shoved the flyer back into your hands. "here," he said, going over to his friends. you looked back at him, confused. he looked pretty irritated. not pretty, really irritated. keonho suddenly spoke again, snapping you out of thought, "ah, is that your friend?" you look at him funny and shake your head, "no, he's just.. someone." keonho smiles and asks if it is a crush. "gosh, no!" you say, laughing at him, "just an annoying guy i know." he nods and was about to open his mouth when ian comes.
"yn, did you get my te- who is this?" she said, pausing and looking up and down keonho. "uh, this is keonho, and keonho, this is ian," you said, awkwardly looking at both of them. "nice to meet you, are you new here?" the black haired girl asked the boy. "mhm, i am," he replied, smiling at her. the two spoke and went to the stand and you smiled, seeing them bond. you suddenly looked at the flyer at your hand and remembered seonghyeon and decided to mess with him. you went to where he was and grabbed his bag from behind, making him stumble in front of his friends, martin and james.
"what the fu- oh, yn," he said, falling backwards and looking at you with a blank expression. "just wanted to mess with you," you said, before walking away. he scoffed and yelled "fuck you!" you turned around and stuck your tongue out at him and he was about to go to you, but remembered about your interaction with keonho and shaked his head. "never-fucking-mind," he mumbled under his breath before walking back to his friends and continuing the conversation.
days pass and when your phone (which had died in your sleep) hadn't woken you up to get ready, you rushed your routine and ran to the bus stop, your makeup barely finished. as you go there, the bus was beginning to drive away and you chased after it. "wait! sir!" you screamed outside the bus, trying to get the attention of the people on it. you noticed keonho inside and yelled his name, hoping that he'd hear. but, nonetheless, he didn't.
seonghyeon turned his head to his window and noticed, suddenly telling the bus driver to stop and let you on. he paused, looking at the boy in the beanie confused, before opening it. you raced on the bus, scanned your card, and looked for an open seat, holding your chest out of breath. seonghyeon suddenly pulled his bag off his chair, saying he has a seat, but keonho looked up from his phone, waved at you, and patted the open seat next to him. so, you ignored seonghyeon, going to keonho. he looked back at the two of you chatting away, a look of slight sadness on his face. he sighed and put his airpods in, waiting to get to campus.
at school, you sat down at your seat and waited for class to begin. you saw stella and ian and as they were about to sit with you, seonghyeon moved in the seat next to you. he never does. and i mean never. you looked at him super confused. "seonghyeon? move out the seat, it's for stella." you said, annoyed and shoving him slightly. "chill out," he mumbled, "there's no seats in the back." you looked behind you and saw plenty, "there is, now get out the seat and let stella sit." he looked at you, no change in his eyes.
"i'd rather sit here, now shush, i'm studying." you looked at him and tried shoving him but it didn't work, so you gave up. you locked eyes with stella and apologized and she looks at seonghyeon and raises her eyebrows before sitting down with ian behind you two. you looked at seonghyeon and was visibly upset with him. just as you were about to fight with him, he gave you your favorite snack. "chill out, loser," he mumbled, still looking at his paper. "what...?" you stared at his calm demeanor and looked at your friends confusedly. the blonde chuckled slightly as the black haired girl was holding in her laugh. "not funny," you whispered at them. seonghyeon was being weird. and not the normal weird he usually was.
in class, notes were going too fast and you couldn't catch up. you tried, but the teacher kept speeding up. after she said to write down everything she said, you sighed and slumped in your seat before feeling a notebook against your cheek. "here," seonghyeon said, looking at you. "i don't need it from you, asshole," you mumbled against the desk. "either take it or fail," he spoke again, shoving it at you again. "fine," you said, sitting up and ready his notes. despite his annoying, weird actions, his notes were neat and clean. you wrote down everything and thanked him as he nodded. "mhm, whatever," he said, packing up his bag, dipping right as the bell rang.
there was a party later that night, at martin's place, and your friends dragged you to it. you weren't the type to go to parties, despite your chaotic nature. as you, ian, and stella walked it, it reeked of weed and smoke. "yuck, it smells horrible," you mumbled to stella. "yah, yn, it's not that bad, come on!" she said, going to greet everyone. you saw seonghyeon sitting alone and was confused where his friends were before he looked up and saw you. he started making he way towards you when stella and ian dragged you to the alcohol. you were always a bit iffy about alcohol since childhood, but of course, you never admitted it since you didn't wanna be a wuss.
as you were given it, seonghyeon comes in from behind you, puts his hand on your shoulder and takes the shot for you. you looked at him next to you and he looked at your friends, who were equally confused. "seonghyeon, you took her shot!" stella said, frowning. he raised an eyebrow and smirked while scoffing, "whatever, she doesn't drink anyway." you looked at him surprised at how he knew that, since you all you guys did was bicker. "wait, shit, you don't?" ian said, mouth dropped. you looks awkwardly at the two girls before opening your mouth, "um, not really." seonghyeon raised an eyebrow at them before smirking and leaving.
after the brown haired boy left, stella's mouth fell to the floor, "has he ever done that for anyone?" ian started laughing and makes a joke that he likes you, causing you to immediately deny. "he just likes to drink, i swear, but i don't remember mentioning to him i don't drink a lot," you say, looking behind your shoulder to see him downing a beer with martin and juhoon. the blonde noticed and poked him and seonghyeon immediately turned around to see you looking at him. he looked away quick and hit martin in the arm. "hyung, don't embarrass me," he said, whispering to him. martin shrugged playfully and said keonho isn't here to take my attention. his face lit up as he asked 'really?'.
juhoon nodded, adding that he asked keonho to come, as the two were friends while seonghyeon hated him, but he was busy with swimming training and wouldn't be able to come. seonghyeon got excited as he turned around again and looked at you, back turned from him again. martin put his arm around seonghyeon and brung him to you and your friends, as juhoon followed from behind. they came over and began pouring shots into the glasses, giving each of you one. seonghyeon shoved martin's arm off and sat next to you on counter, noticing you being a bit antsy holding the shot glass.
"you okay? i can take it for you," he blurted out, looking at you. you looked back at him and shook your head, "it's fine, it's just a shot." he scoffed and downed his shot before grabbing yours. "um are you sure, you've been drinking a lot," you replied, looking back at him. he smirked snd nodded, downing it quickly, adam's apple bopping up and down. you looked at him a little too long. 'why does he look so good like that...' you had to admit, other than being your enemy who you despised, he was a really good looking guy and you couldn't deny that you may have thought about him kissing you before, although you would try to. he looked to the side as he drunk it and saw you, smirking again. "why were you staring?" he said, putting the glass down. "i-i wasn't," you said, looking away. "no worries, pretty," he said, smiling as he stood up from the counter, "you know how to swim?" you blinked, staring at him. "um, yeah, why?" he picked you up and brought you there, the others and bystanders at the party watching you two. "yah, yah, no!" you yelled, trying to get out his grip, almost falling and hitting people.
"relax, i wasn't gonna drop you in there," he said, bringing you to the beach chairs. you blinked once again as he sat you down and sat across from you. "don't do that, loser," you said, slapping his arm. he grabbed his arm and laughed, "i just wanted to get a reaction out of you." "don't piss me off." he smiled as he stared at you. you suddenly felt your phone buzz and see a text from keonho; "hey you're not gonna believe what i heard from james." you looked at your phone befor replying "call me ill go outside the party." you suddenly got up and seonghyeon got up after. "what's wrong?" he said, looking at you. "i gotta call someone, i'll be back in like 10 minutes, is there a room where it's quiet in the house?" you said, looking at him. "um, yeah, i'll bring you," he said, grabbing your hand as he brought you back inside and uo the stairs. he brought you to a room and apologized for the bags in there before leaving.
you were confused by seonghyeon being so kind to you, i mean, he was so mean to you before, so what changed? you shook your head before answering keonho's call. "what's up?" you said, worriedly. "okay, so, i was washing up and cleaning my shit up when james came in and asked if you and i were dating," he stifled a laugh as he said that. "no fucking way, seriously!" you said, immediately laughing. "yeah, but then, after i said we weren't, he was like 'blah, blah, blah, someone likes her." your mouth dropped. you were surprised to hear that someone liked you. "did he say who?" you asked, mouth still dropped. he paused before speaking, "you can't get mad when you hear who it is." you breathed in, saying yes, thinking it was some random ex talking stage you had, but what you were not prepared to hear was it was someone you knew very well. "it's seonghyeon."
you went quiet as you held your phone and stared at the bag next to you, looking closely. it was seonghyeon's. you were in his room, well presumably his room to stay the night, but you mumbled fuck. "you're not playing with me, right?" you said softly. "yn, i don't joke about shit like this, he was telling me that seonghyeon thought we were dating and was hella jealous," he replied, holding in a laugh, "but do you like him?" you paused at the question. did you? you always found him attractive, although he was a dickhead, he was pretty fine. "honestly? um... i find him cute or something like that, i guess..." you said, trying to figure out an answer. "so you kind of do?" he asked, not in a jealous way, just a curious way.
"yeah, i guess," you looked at the bag again next to you. you saw his hoodie, the one he loved wearing, though he never said it. you picked up on the keychains that it was a subtle brent faiyaz album cover, barely even knowing the artist. you even noticed his laptop had stupid stickers he used to put on your shit. maybe you did like him. "i'll tell you everything else tomorrow, the bus is about to come," he said, grabbing his stuff. "yeah, i'll talk to you later, keonho, be safe," you replied, ending the call and getting up from the bed. you looked back at the belongings and unlocked the door, opening the door to see seonghyeon sitting outside, on his phone in his stupid redbull shirt. "everything okay?" he said, getting up quickly and dusting himself off.
you looked at him and nodded, "yeah, it's fine now." he nodded and checked the time. "it's almost 11, yn, let me walk you home," he said, going into the room and grabbing his hoodie. "are you sure, you drank so much, i can walk home," you said, staring at him. he scoffed and poked your arm, "my tolerance is high, don't worry, i don't get drunk from 3 shots and a beer." you looked at him again and sighed, "fine, let me just say bye to ian and stel." he nodded and as you both came down the stairs, you see them with the other boys and laugh. "aw, they're getting along," you said, smiling and waving to them as they wave back.
the walk to your house was pretty awkward, since the news was still fresh in your mind. "who called you?" he says, putting the hoodie over his shoulder. you turned your gaze towards him and looked at his features before speaking, "oh, just keonho." seonghyeon's expression changed and he got a bit awkward and quiet, "oh, keonho? why?" you looked forward and mumbled, "he just had to tell me something." "what was it?" he asked, looking at you now. "just swimming stuff." there was a long piece of silence before he opened his mouth. "are you dating him?" he asked, putting his hands in his jean pockets. you suddenly froze, hearing his voice cracking softly as he asked.
"me and keonho? god no, me and him are just really close," you said. seonghyeon swore he felt his heart stop tensing up, until you asked why. "oh, i just thought you two were," he said, turning the corner with you. "we aren't, me and him are like siblings." he nodded and kept walking, until he turned around and noticed that you were shivering. "are you cold?" he asked, taking the hoodie from his shoulder and putting it on your arm. "are you sure? isn't this like your favorite one?" you asked, staring at him. "mhm, but you're cold, put it on," he said, looking and grabbing your hand to pull you to the convenience store chair. he helps sit you down and helps you put the hoodie on, squatting in front of you and helping. "there, warm now?" he asked, close to your face.
you felt your face burn up, i mean, you two were both "enemies," right? but maybe just two people who like each other and won't say the word. he started to do the triangle method and you looked away shy as he smiled. "let's go?" he mumbled, grabbing your hand and guiding you home. as you began to arrive, you thanked him. he nodded, "it's the least i could do, yn... hey, um, by the way, i'm sorry for everything i've done to you, yn." you stared at the boy in the beanie. in the almost 6 years you've known him, he's never apologized for anything. not even mixing up your paper. maybe what keonho said was true.
"oh, um, i'm sorry too, seonghyeon," you said back, making him smile and say it's alright. you checked the clock, 10:27pm. "it's late now, i should head to sleep." you said, looking at him. his face became a bit sad as he nodded, "yeah, you should, just text me, yeah?" you nodded but just as you were about to go on the porch, you ran back to seonghyeon and hugged him. "thank you, again," you said, hugging him even more. he felt his heart thumping hard against his chest as he hugged you back, "of course, yn, get sleep, yeah?" you looked at him and suddenly, you were on your tippy toes and kissing his cheek as you ran into the house. he touched his cheek, expecting someone to tell him it's fake, but he looked around and got shy. "fuck," he mumbled to himself, walking back to martin's place, "that damn girl, shit."
the next morning, you fixed up your hair and wore his hoodie he told you to wear, along with your flared jeans. you were packing your stuff quickly until your older sister said there's a boy for you, raising an eyebrow at you since she's confused. you see seonghyeon waiting on the pole, wired headphones in while on his phone through the window and nodded. you grabbed your bag, put your shoes on quickly, and said bye to her, going over to him. you shove him and he looks at you, smirking. "wearing it, huh?" he said, putting an arm on your shoulder. "you literally told me to." he scoffed and started walking, "whatever."
as the both of you arrived to class, people stared at you in his hoodie and were saying "aren't they enemies?" "why is she wearing his hoodie?" "are they dating?" he looked at you and asked if you were good. "mhm, i'm gonna go to stel and ian now, i'll see you around," you said, leaving his arm until he grabbed you. "i wanna sit with you, leave the seat open," he said, loosening his grip and going to martin. you nodded and went to the two girls at the desks in the back, who were staring and equally shocked as everyone else. "um, what's up?" you said, staring at the two. "what the hell is going on with you and seonghyeon?" ian said, eyebrow raised. "nothing, he just walked me home yesterday and to school today," you said, staring at her. "suspicious, give me the phone," stella said, putting her hand out. "stel, no," you said, hiding your phone until ian grabbed it from behind your back and punched in the code, only to see the texts between you and seonghyeon. "HE SENT YOU A PICTURE?" ian said loudly, making you immediately cover her mouth.
"ian, shush! he might come in soon," you said, snatching your phone. "he called you pretty, girl, i think the boy likes you," stella said, laughing. "he doesn't, i swear, he's just being nice, he probably made a bet with the boy," you said, playing with the hoodie sleeves. the girls laughed and said it's obvious he likes you, but you shook your head. a few minutes of bickering passed and seonghyeon came in, with keonho and juhoon following after. ian told stella to move for keonho and she nodded, sitting next to juhoon after he sat. seonghyeon waited for you to move your bag and once you did, he sat down, looking at you. "hey, pretty," he said, looking at you and creating eye contact.
"quit calling me that," you said, side eyeing him. "you said you liked it." "did not." "whatever," the brown haired boy said, putting a straw in his mouth and chewed on it. you stared at him as he did it and couldn't lie; he looked pretty handsome. he caught you and smiled, "looking at me?" "n-no, i'm not," you said, looking away, pulling out your notes. you went to go in your bag for a pencil when seonghyeon put one on your desk. "here, use it," he said, pulling out his notes. "but-" "no buts." you sighed and began writing. around the end of class, he put his head on your shoulder after packing his stuff. "huh?" you said, looking at him. "i'm tired, let me sleep on you," he said in a sleepy tone. "seonghyeon, class is almost over," you replied, trying to pull him up. "don't call me that." you were taken back from what he said and stared at him.
"call you what?" "seonghyeon, don't call me that." he said, tone sleepy but serious. "then call you what?" you replied, questioning it. "sean. only sean," he said, still on your shoulder. "fine. sean, class is almost over," you said, making him get up. "ugh, you suck," he said, putting his head on his desk and staring at you. you rolled your eyes and started packing, making him laugh. suddenly, after you finished, he grabbed your hand, intertwining the fingers. "i'll walk you to next period," he said, looking at you. "we have the same class." he felt his ears burn up and he stammered saying my bad. "still a loser, eom," you said, getting up ss the bell rung. all of your friends saw you two holding hands and their mouths fell. keonho and ian burst out laughing, stella and juhoon mouths fell, and martin and james were surprised and talking about how he has game.
at lunch, you sat in the garden with your friends when keonho and seonghyeon came over and sat with you guys when the other three boys came over and started to troll. you sat on the bench and played with the stray cat that always was in that part of the school, ignoring everyone until seonghyeon came over. "oh, hey," you said, petting the kitten as she meowed. "so cute," he said, looking at you. "i know, she's adorable," you said, focused on the cat. "hey, are you free on saturday night?" he blurted out, looking at you. "yeah, why?" you said, looking at him back, still petting the kitten. "i... i have concert tickets, brent faiyaz. i saw that you listened to him too and i was supposed to go with juhoon but he's busy, so i have a spare ticket." you paused. brent faiyaz? your favorite? with your... enemy? not even enemy anymore... maybe friend? crush? something. "keonho likes brent more than me, maybe go with hi-" "i'm asking if you want to go, not keonho." you paused again. he only wants you to go. not keonho, not juhoon, just you. "um, i don't have an outfit?" "come over with some clothes, i'll help." you froze and looked at him again, "okay."
at his place, he helped you and noticed the top you wore looked uncomfortable, so he looked in his closet and found a shirt for you. "let me go check my sister's room, i'll be quick, she might have something." you nodded and waited on his bed, listening to the two of them speaking until you felt a buzz next to you and saw texts open with martin. you didn't wanna snoop but you accidentally read it.
you stared at the texts. seonghyeon. the boy you've had beef with since sixth grade. had a crush on you. and now you accidentally know. you read it again and stared at the messages. fuck. what do you do? you know you like him back. even if you keep denying it. suddenly, seonghyeon came in and saw the phone next you, realizing he left it open and immediately grabbed it, putting it in his pocket. "uh, hey, um, here, my sister had this halter top and this like lace top," he said, praying you didn't read the messages. "oh, the lace is cute," you said, staring at it. "wear it, it should fit you, i'll leave the room so you're comfortable." he said, leaving and closing the door.
he immediately called martin and went to the guest bedroom. "martin, fuck, i left my phone open with her," he said, stressed out. "wait, really? shit, you better pray she didn't read it," martin said, also worried. "fuck, fuck, fuck... whatever, i'll update you later, she's knocking." he hung up the phone with martin and opened the door, only to see you in the lace top. "like it?" you said, looking at him. "i... you look great, yn." he said, looking at you again, "i'll get ready and then let's go?" he said, smiling softly. "mhm," you said, waiting for him to change. but the messages popped up over and over in your head. damn.
after he changed into black jeans, a black long-sleeved shirt, and a beanie, he grabbed his keys and helped you into his car. on the ride there, you were vibing to the music until you noticed seonghyeon's hand and grabbed it. he looked at your hand and smiled. "cute," he said, intertwining his fingers with yours. you smiled and took a picture of him unknowingly. as you arrived to the venue, he helped you out and held your hand as he brought you to the vip section. "you got vip?" you asked, grabbing his hand again. "yeah, better closer than further," he said, smiling, intertwining his fingers again. after security check, you went into the pit and waited for brent to perform. as the concert begun, seonghyeon sang every lyric while you watched in love. when other side started playing, you started recording, until seonghyeon hugged your waist from behind and sang the lyrics once again. you turned around to face him and he looked at you.
"yn," he said, making you face him, "i need to tell you this." you put your phone down and nodded. he took a deep breathe in. "yn, i don't know when or how it happened... but i like you. i really, really fuckin' like you. it stopped being about enemies a while ago for me, even before keonho transferred here. it's fine if you wanna reject me, we can just go back to being enemies or something-" you cut him off by pecking his lips and hugging him. "god, you're stupid, i didn't kiss your cheek for no reason, loser!" he felt his face burn suddenly and he got shy, "damn, i'm blind, huh?" you nodded and smiled as he leaned in again. "can i?" he said, about to kiss you. "i'd love if you did." he smiled and kissed you, making a friend group nearby cheer and woo you two, making him smile against your lips. "i love you, yn." "i love you too, sean."
caller information .. enemy!seonghyeon x f!reader fluff angst if you squint cursing mentions of alcohol & smoking not proofread π basically based off the album icon by brent faiyaz
plot .. you and seonghyeon were enemies in school. you didn't give a single fuck about him and he didn't give a single fuck about you. but when a new student comes into the picture, someone that looks to be your type, he changes. he becomes less pushy and stops teasing you, rather he's nicer and trying to get your attention that way. and suddenly, you're confused on what to do. does he like you, or is he just playing with your feelings?
𫧠: this is my first writing in so long π
seonghyeon and you didn't like each other. at all. ever since you two met in middle school, you two would only bicker. teachers even had to separate your classes up because all they would hear is squabbling during lessons. yet, that didn't stop you two. "yn, shut up! you're such a loud talker!" he'd say, looking at you. "well i don't care!" you'd say back, sticking your tongue out.
you never got a fresh breath of air around him, always being super prepared to fight him. he was honestly an annoying fly you would always try to swat away, yet he'd always come back. your families even tried to keep you two apart, but it wouldn't work. you two would always find a way to bicker, a way to interact, a way to fight.
years passed and you two still continued to fight and bicker. "yn, give me my phone!" seonghyeon said, chasing you across the campus. "nope! give me my waterbottle back!" you yelled, making the brown-haired boy stop and pant, holding his chest. "fuck," he said, breathing in, "whatever, here." he passed it to you and you gave him his phone back. "thanks, loser," you said, starting to walk away. he raised his eyebrow and suddenly grabbed your bag from behind.
"ah, what did you say to me?" he said, raising eyebrows. "i said thanks, loser." he scoffed and was about to start something with you, but his best friend came over. "hi, yn," martin said, smiling and waving. "hi, martin," you said back. seonghyeon looked at you two and rolled his eyes, "whatever. we'll deal with this later, fucker." you gasped and raised a hand at him as your friends came over. ian and stella looked at you and back at seonghyeon and laughed.
"you two are still going at it?" ian asked, trying to contain her giggle. "yeah, 'cause he still wants to play around." you said, a tone a tad bit condescending. "it's kind of funny," stella remarked as she took a bite of her snack, "you and him. i'm surprised he still hates you." you looked at stella, a intimidating look in your eyes. she looked at you and immediately looked away, "my bad." "stel', they don't hate each other, they love each other, right, yn?" ian says, teasing you. "fuck no." you said, staring at her then seonghyeon angrily as he teased you from across the room.
at the school festival, you were setting up the stand when seonghyeon decided to come over and tease you, grabbing the poster. "ah, what's this?" he says, grabbing it and looking at it. "give it back, seonghyeon!" you yelling, trying to grab it. "nope," he says, suddenly running. "what the fuck!" you scream, chasing after him. he laughed as you tripped and fell, saying "damn, falling for me too?" you looked at him and was about to get up when a guy came you, one you didn't know.
"are you okay?" he asked, putting a hand out to help you. you grabbed his hand and he pulled you up. "thank you," you said to the mysterious man. "no problem, but, uh, is everything okay?" he asked, looking at you. "yeah, just messing around with someone," you said, noticing his shirt with no name tag, "um, do you go here?" he looked at his shirt and goes awkward, "ah, yeah, i do, i just haven't gotten my tag yet. i'm keonho, ahn keonho." he smiled and put a hand out for you, "and you?" you smiled softly, "yn."
seonghyeon watched as the two of you talked and suddenly shoved the flyer back into your hands. "here," he said, going over to his friends. you looked back at him, confused. he looked pretty irritated. not pretty, really irritated. keonho suddenly spoke again, snapping you out of thought, "ah, is that your friend?" you look at him funny and shake your head, "no, he's just.. someone." keonho smiles and asks if it is a crush. "gosh, no!" you say, laughing at him, "just an annoying guy i know." he nods and was about to open his mouth when ian comes.
"yn, did you get my te- who is this?" she said, pausing and looking up and down keonho. "uh, this is keonho, and keonho, this is ian," you said, awkwardly looking at both of them. "nice to meet you, are you new here?" the black haired girl asked the boy. "mhm, i am," he replied, smiling at her. the two spoke and went to the stand and you smiled, seeing them bond. you suddenly looked at the flyer at your hand and remembered seonghyeon and decided to mess with him. you went to where he was and grabbed his bag from behind, making him stumble in front of his friends, martin and james.
"what the fu- oh, yn," he said, falling backwards and looking at you with a blank expression. "just wanted to mess with you," you said, before walking away. he scoffed and yelled "fuck you!" you turned around and stuck your tongue out at him and he was about to go to you, but remembered about your interaction with keonho and shaked his head. "never-fucking-mind," he mumbled under his breath before walking back to his friends and continuing the conversation.
days pass and when your phone (which had died in your sleep) hadn't woken you up to get ready, you rushed your routine and ran to the bus stop, your makeup barely finished. as you go there, the bus was beginning to drive away and you chased after it. "wait! sir!" you screamed outside the bus, trying to get the attention of the people on it. you noticed keonho inside and yelled his name, hoping that he'd hear. but, nonetheless, he didn't.
seonghyeon turned his head to his window and noticed, suddenly telling the bus driver to stop and let you on. he paused, looking at the boy in the beanie confused, before opening it. you raced on the bus, scanned your card, and looked for an open seat, holding your chest out of breath. seonghyeon suddenly pulled his bag off his chair, saying he has a seat, but keonho looked up from his phone, waved at you, and patted the open seat next to him. so, you ignored seonghyeon, going to keonho. he looked back at the two of you chatting away, a look of slight sadness on his face. he sighed and put his airpods in, waiting to get to campus.
at school, you sat down at your seat and waited for class to begin. you saw stella and ian and as they were about to sit with you, seonghyeon moved in the seat next to you. he never does. and i mean never. you looked at him super confused. "seonghyeon? move out the seat, it's for stella." you said, annoyed and shoving him slightly. "chill out," he mumbled, "there's no seats in the back." you looked behind you and saw plenty, "there is, now get out the seat and let stella sit." he looked at you, no change in his eyes.
"i'd rather sit here, now shush, i'm studying." you looked at him and tried shoving him but it didn't work, so you gave up. you locked eyes with stella and apologized and she looks at seonghyeon and raises her eyebrows before sitting down with ian behind you two. you looked at seonghyeon and was visibly upset with him. just as you were about to fight with him, he gave you your favorite snack. "chill out, loser," he mumbled, still looking at his paper. "what...?" you stared at his calm demeanor and looked at your friends confusedly. the blonde chuckled slightly as the black haired girl was holding in her laugh. "not funny," you whispered at them. seonghyeon was being weird. and not the normal weird he usually was.
in class, notes were going too fast and you couldn't catch up. you tried, but the teacher kept speeding up. after she said to write down everything she said, you sighed and slumped in your seat before feeling a notebook against your cheek. "here," seonghyeon said, looking at you. "i don't need it from you, asshole," you mumbled against the desk. "either take it or fail," he spoke again, shoving it at you again. "fine," you said, sitting up and ready his notes. despite his annoying, weird actions, his notes were neat and clean. you wrote down everything and thanked him as he nodded. "mhm, whatever," he said, packing up his bag, dipping right as the bell rang.
there was a party later that night, at martin's place, and your friends dragged you to it. you weren't the type to go to parties, despite your chaotic nature. as you, ian, and stella walked it, it reeked of weed and smoke. "yuck, it smells horrible," you mumbled to stella. "yah, yn, it's not that bad, come on!" she said, going to greet everyone. you saw seonghyeon sitting alone and was confused where his friends were before he looked up and saw you. he started making he way towards you when stella and ian dragged you to the alcohol. you were always a bit iffy about alcohol since childhood, but of course, you never admitted it since you didn't wanna be a wuss.
as you were given it, seonghyeon comes in from behind you, puts his hand on your shoulder and takes the shot for you. you looked at him next to you and he looked at your friends, who were equally confused. "seonghyeon, you took her shot!" stella said, frowning. he raised an eyebrow and smirked while scoffing, "whatever, she doesn't drink anyway." you looked at him surprised at how he knew that, since you all you guys did was bicker. "wait, shit, you don't?" ian said, mouth dropped. you looks awkwardly at the two girls before opening your mouth, "um, not really." seonghyeon raised an eyebrow at them before smirking and leaving.
after the brown haired boy left, stella's mouth fell to the floor, "has he ever done that for anyone?" ian started laughing and makes a joke that he likes you, causing you to immediately deny. "he just likes to drink, i swear, but i don't remember mentioning to him i don't drink a lot," you say, looking behind your shoulder to see him downing a beer with martin and juhoon. the blonde noticed and poked him and seonghyeon immediately turned around to see you looking at him. he looked away quick and hit martin in the arm. "hyung, don't embarrass me," he said, whispering to him. martin shrugged playfully and said keonho isn't here to take my attention. his face lit up as he asked 'really?'.
juhoon nodded, adding that he asked keonho to come, as the two were friends while seonghyeon hated him, but he was busy with swimming training and wouldn't be able to come. seonghyeon got excited as he turned around again and looked at you, back turned from him again. martin put his arm around seonghyeon and brung him to you and your friends, as juhoon followed from behind. they came over and began pouring shots into the glasses, giving each of you one. seonghyeon shoved martin's arm off and sat next to you on counter, noticing you being a bit antsy holding the shot glass.
"you okay? i can take it for you," he blurted out, looking at you. you looked back at him and shook your head, "it's fine, it's just a shot." he scoffed and downed his shot before grabbing yours. "um are you sure, you've been drinking a lot," you replied, looking back at him. he smirked snd nodded, downing it quickly, adam's apple bopping up and down. you looked at him a little too long. 'why does he look so good like that...' you had to admit, other than being your enemy who you despised, he was a really good looking guy and you couldn't deny that you may have thought about him kissing you before, although you would try to. he looked to the side as he drunk it and saw you, smirking again. "why were you staring?" he said, putting the glass down. "i-i wasn't," you said, looking away. "no worries, pretty," he said, smiling as he stood up from the counter, "you know how to swim?" you blinked, staring at him. "um, yeah, why?" he picked you up and brought you there, the others and bystanders at the party watching you two. "yah, yah, no!" you yelled, trying to get out his grip, almost falling and hitting people.
"relax, i wasn't gonna drop you in there," he said, bringing you to the beach chairs. you blinked once again as he sat you down and sat across from you. "don't do that, loser," you said, slapping his arm. he grabbed his arm and laughed, "i just wanted to get a reaction out of you." "don't piss me off." he smiled as he stared at you. you suddenly felt your phone buzz and see a text from keonho; "hey you're not gonna believe what i heard from james." you looked at your phone befor replying "call me ill go outside the party." you suddenly got up and seonghyeon got up after. "what's wrong?" he said, looking at you. "i gotta call someone, i'll be back in like 10 minutes, is there a room where it's quiet in the house?" you said, looking at him. "um, yeah, i'll bring you," he said, grabbing your hand as he brought you back inside and uo the stairs. he brought you to a room and apologized for the bags in there before leaving.
you were confused by seonghyeon being so kind to you, i mean, he was so mean to you before, so what changed? you shook your head before answering keonho's call. "what's up?" you said, worriedly. "okay, so, i was washing up and cleaning my shit up when james came in and asked if you and i were dating," he stifled a laugh as he said that. "no fucking way, seriously!" you said, immediately laughing. "yeah, but then, after i said we weren't, he was like 'blah, blah, blah, someone likes her." your mouth dropped. you were surprised to hear that someone liked you. "did he say who?" you asked, mouth still dropped. he paused before speaking, "you can't get mad when you hear who it is." you breathed in, saying yes, thinking it was some random ex talking stage you had, but what you were not prepared to hear was it was someone you knew very well. "it's seonghyeon."
you went quiet as you held your phone and stared at the bag next to you, looking closely. it was seonghyeon's. you were in his room, well presumably his room to stay the night, but you mumbled fuck. "you're not playing with me, right?" you said softly. "yn, i don't joke about shit like this, he was telling me that seonghyeon thought we were dating and was hella jealous," he replied, holding in a laugh, "but do you like him?" you paused at the question. did you? you always found him attractive, although he was a dickhead, he was pretty fine. "honestly? um... i find him cute or something like that, i guess..." you said, trying to figure out an answer. "so you kind of do?" he asked, not in a jealous way, just a curious way.
"yeah, i guess," you looked at the bag again next to you. you saw his hoodie, the one he loved wearing, though he never said it. you picked up on the keychains that it was a subtle brent faiyaz album cover, barely even knowing the artist. you even noticed his laptop had stupid stickers he used to put on your shit. maybe you did like him. "i'll tell you everything else tomorrow, the bus is about to come," he said, grabbing his stuff. "yeah, i'll talk to you later, keonho, be safe," you replied, ending the call and getting up from the bed. you looked back at the belongings and unlocked the door, opening the door to see seonghyeon sitting outside, on his phone in his stupid redbull shirt. "everything okay?" he said, getting up quickly and dusting himself off.
you looked at him and nodded, "yeah, it's fine now." he nodded and checked the time. "it's almost 11, yn, let me walk you home," he said, going into the room and grabbing his hoodie. "are you sure, you drank so much, i can walk home," you said, staring at him. he scoffed and poked your arm, "my tolerance is high, don't worry, i don't get drunk from 3 shots and a beer." you looked at him again and sighed, "fine, let me just say bye to ian and stel." he nodded and as you both came down the stairs, you see them with the other boys and laugh. "aw, they're getting along," you said, smiling and waving to them as they wave back.
the walk to your house was pretty awkward, since the news was still fresh in your mind. "who called you?" he says, putting the hoodie over his shoulder. you turned your gaze towards him and looked at his features before speaking, "oh, just keonho." seonghyeon's expression changed and he got a bit awkward and quiet, "oh, keonho? why?" you looked forward and mumbled, "he just had to tell me something." "what was it?" he asked, looking at you now. "just swimming stuff." there was a long piece of silence before he opened his mouth. "are you dating him?" he asked, putting his hands in his jean pockets. you suddenly froze, hearing his voice cracking softly as he asked.
"me and keonho? god no, me and him are just really close," you said. seonghyeon swore he felt his heart stop tensing up, until you asked why. "oh, i just thought you two were," he said, turning the corner with you. "we aren't, me and him are like siblings." he nodded and kept walking, until he turned around and noticed that you were shivering. "are you cold?" he asked, taking the hoodie from his shoulder and putting it on your arm. "are you sure? isn't this like your favorite one?" you asked, staring at him. "mhm, but you're cold, put it on," he said, looking and grabbing your hand to pull you to the convenience store chair. he helps sit you down and helps you put the hoodie on, squatting in front of you and helping. "there, warm now?" he asked, close to your face.
you felt your face burn up, i mean, you two were both "enemies," right? but maybe just two people who like each other and won't say the word. he started to do the triangle method and you looked away shy as he smiled. "let's go?" he mumbled, grabbing your hand and guiding you home. as you began to arrive, you thanked him. he nodded, "it's the least i could do, yn... hey, um, by the way, i'm sorry for everything i've done to you, yn." you stared at the boy in the beanie. in the almost 6 years you've known him, he's never apologized for anything. not even mixing up your paper. maybe what keonho said was true.
"oh, um, i'm sorry too, seonghyeon," you said back, making him smile and say it's alright. you checked the clock, 10:27pm. "it's late now, i should head to sleep." you said, looking at him. his face became a bit sad as he nodded, "yeah, you should, just text me, yeah?" you nodded but just as you were about to go on the porch, you ran back to seonghyeon and hugged him. "thank you, again," you said, hugging him even more. he felt his heart thumping hard against his chest as he hugged you back, "of course, yn, get sleep, yeah?" you looked at him and suddenly, you were on your tippy toes and kissing his cheek as you ran into the house. he touched his cheek, expecting someone to tell him it's fake, but he looked around and got shy. "fuck," he mumbled to himself, walking back to martin's place, "that damn girl, shit."
the next morning, you fixed up your hair and wore his hoodie he told you to wear, along with your flared jeans. you were packing your stuff quickly until your older sister said there's a boy for you, raising an eyebrow at you since she's confused. you see seonghyeon waiting on the pole, wired headphones in while on his phone through the window and nodded. you grabbed your bag, put your shoes on quickly, and said bye to her, going over to him. you shove him and he looks at you, smirking. "wearing it, huh?" he said, putting an arm on your shoulder. "you literally told me to." he scoffed and started walking, "whatever."
as the both of you arrived to class, people stared at you in his hoodie and were saying "aren't they enemies?" "why is she wearing his hoodie?" "are they dating?" he looked at you and asked if you were good. "mhm, i'm gonna go to stel and ian now, i'll see you around," you said, leaving his arm until he grabbed you. "i wanna sit with you, leave the seat open," he said, loosening his grip and going to martin. you nodded and went to the two girls at the desks in the back, who were staring and equally shocked as everyone else. "um, what's up?" you said, staring at the two. "what the hell is going on with you and seonghyeon?" ian said, eyebrow raised. "nothing, he just walked me home yesterday and to school today," you said, staring at her. "suspicious, give me the phone," stella said, putting her hand out. "stel, no," you said, hiding your phone until ian grabbed it from behind your back and punched in the code, only to see the texts between you and seonghyeon. "HE SENT YOU A PICTURE?" ian said loudly, making you immediately cover her mouth.
"ian, shush! he might come in soon," you said, snatching your phone. "he called you pretty, girl, i think the boy likes you," stella said, laughing. "he doesn't, i swear, he's just being nice, he probably made a bet with the boy," you said, playing with the hoodie sleeves. the girls laughed and said it's obvious he likes you, but you shook your head. a few minutes of bickering passed and seonghyeon came in, with keonho and juhoon following after. ian told stella to move for keonho and she nodded, sitting next to juhoon after he sat. seonghyeon waited for you to move your bag and once you did, he sat down, looking at you. "hey, pretty," he said, looking at you and creating eye contact.
"quit calling me that," you said, side eyeing him. "you said you liked it." "did not." "whatever," the brown haired boy said, putting a straw in his mouth and chewed on it. you stared at him as he did it and couldn't lie; he looked pretty handsome. he caught you and smiled, "looking at me?" "n-no, i'm not," you said, looking away, pulling out your notes. you went to go in your bag for a pencil when seonghyeon put one on your desk. "here, use it," he said, pulling out his notes. "but-" "no buts." you sighed and began writing. around the end of class, he put his head on your shoulder after packing his stuff. "huh?" you said, looking at him. "i'm tired, let me sleep on you," he said in a sleepy tone. "seonghyeon, class is almost over," you replied, trying to pull him up. "don't call me that." you were taken back from what he said and stared at him.
"call you what?" "seonghyeon, don't call me that." he said, tone sleepy but serious. "then call you what?" you replied, questioning it. "sean. only sean," he said, still on your shoulder. "fine. sean, class is almost over," you said, making him get up. "ugh, you suck," he said, putting his head on his desk and staring at you. you rolled your eyes and started packing, making him laugh. suddenly, after you finished, he grabbed your hand, intertwining the fingers. "i'll walk you to next period," he said, looking at you. "we have the same class." he felt his ears burn up and he stammered saying my bad. "still a loser, eom," you said, getting up ss the bell rung. all of your friends saw you two holding hands and their mouths fell. keonho and ian burst out laughing, stella and juhoon mouths fell, and martin and james were surprised and talking about how he has game.
at lunch, you sat in the garden with your friends when keonho and seonghyeon came over and sat with you guys when the other three boys came over and started to troll. you sat on the bench and played with the stray cat that always was in that part of the school, ignoring everyone until seonghyeon came over. "oh, hey," you said, petting the kitten as she meowed. "so cute," he said, looking at you. "i know, she's adorable," you said, focused on the cat. "hey, are you free on saturday night?" he blurted out, looking at you. "yeah, why?" you said, looking at him back, still petting the kitten. "i... i have concert tickets, brent faiyaz. i saw that you listened to him too and i was supposed to go with juhoon but he's busy, so i have a spare ticket." you paused. brent faiyaz? your favorite? with your... enemy? not even enemy anymore... maybe friend? crush? something. "keonho likes brent more than me, maybe go with hi-" "i'm asking if you want to go, not keonho." you paused again. he only wants you to go. not keonho, not juhoon, just you. "um, i don't have an outfit?" "come over with some clothes, i'll help." you froze and looked at him again, "okay."
at his place, he helped you and noticed the top you wore looked uncomfortable, so he looked in his closet and found a shirt for you. "let me go check my sister's room, i'll be quick, she might have something." you nodded and waited on his bed, listening to the two of them speaking until you felt a buzz next to you and saw texts open with martin. you didn't wanna snoop but you accidentally read it.
you stared at the texts. seonghyeon. the boy you've had beef with since sixth grade. had a crush on you. and now you accidentally know. you read it again and stared at the messages. fuck. what do you do? you know you like him back. even if you keep denying it. suddenly, seonghyeon came in and saw the phone next you, realizing he left it open and immediately grabbed it, putting it in his pocket. "uh, hey, um, here, my sister had this halter top and this like lace top," he said, praying you didn't read the messages. "oh, the lace is cute," you said, staring at it. "wear it, it should fit you, i'll leave the room so you're comfortable." he said, leaving and closing the door.
he immediately called martin and went to the guest bedroom. "martin, fuck, i left my phone open with her," he said, stressed out. "wait, really? shit, you better pray she didn't read it," martin said, also worried. "fuck, fuck, fuck... whatever, i'll update you later, she's knocking." he hung up the phone with martin and opened the door, only to see you in the lace top. "like it?" you said, looking at him. "i... you look great, yn." he said, looking at you again, "i'll get ready and then let's go?" he said, smiling softly. "mhm," you said, waiting for him to change. but the messages popped up over and over in your head. damn.
after he changed into black jeans, a black long-sleeved shirt, and a beanie, he grabbed his keys and helped you into his car. on the ride there, you were vibing to the music until you noticed seonghyeon's hand and grabbed it. he looked at your hand and smiled. "cute," he said, intertwining his fingers with yours. you smiled and took a picture of him unknowingly. as you arrived to the venue, he helped you out and held your hand as he brought you to the vip section. "you got vip?" you asked, grabbing his hand again. "yeah, better closer than further," he said, smiling, intertwining his fingers again. after security check, you went into the pit and waited for brent to perform. as the concert begun, seonghyeon sang every lyric while you watched in love. when other side started playing, you started recording, until seonghyeon hugged your waist from behind and sang the lyrics once again. you turned around to face him and he looked at you.
"yn," he said, making you face him, "i need to tell you this." you put your phone down and nodded. he took a deep breathe in. "yn, i don't know when or how it happened... but i like you. i really, really fuckin' like you. it stopped being about enemies a while ago for me, even before keonho transferred here. it's fine if you wanna reject me, we can just go back to being enemies or something-" you cut him off by pecking his lips and hugging him. "god, you're stupid, i didn't kiss your cheek for no reason, loser!" he felt his face burn suddenly and he got shy, "damn, i'm blind, huh?" you nodded and smiled as he leaned in again. "can i?" he said, about to kiss you. "i'd love if you did." he smiled and kissed you, making a friend group nearby cheer and woo you two, making him smile against your lips. "i love you, yn." "i love you too, sean."
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synopsis β you met jake at a club completely by the ask of a question, and he immediately fell in love with you, asking for your social media before you even said your name. but after finding out he goes to the same college as you, he immediately starts trying to make you his. will it work?
content β angst .. fluff .. suggestive ( described & barely in detail ) .. sunghoon & yn from past stories are mentioned .. jake has strong feelings for reader .. jake is lowk a yearner .. based off "art of war" .. β‘
π° β i love this story omg
IT WAS MIDNIGHT, when you met jake. you were taking shots with your best friend at some club downtown when jake approached you, asking if you saw a tall guy, with black hair. as you turned around, he stared at your face. his brain short circuited as he saw how gorgeous you were before you spoke. "um, what does he look like?" you said, making him snap back into reality. "u-um like this," he mumbled, pulling his phone out awkwardly and opening a picture of him.
"oh, he went outside, i think, with some girl," you responded, making him nod before pausing. "um, by any chance, are you taken?" he said, making your friends giggle behind you. "uh, no, i'm not," you spoke, making his face light up softly and he began to speak until heeseung ran back into the bar. "dude, we have to go, she just left," he said frantically, making jake sigh. "fuck, alright, i'll be out there," jake said, making heeseung nod as he runs back out, and he continues to speak, "shit, i have to go, can i get your number or instagram? just something."
you nodded, typing your instagram quickly on his phone and he thanks you before rushing out, grabbing another guy on his way out. you turned back to your girl as they laugh a bunch. "what the fuck just happened..," your best friend, yunjin, said, super confused. "i have no idea, i mean, he was blonde, so..," you said, making yunjin raise an eyebrow. "you into blondes?" she said, taking a sip of her margarita as you nod. "kind of... well, he was cute, i don't even know his name though," you mumbled as yunjin laughed. "you'll know soon, hopefully," she said as your phone lit up with a follow notification from someone called jake.
you were walking on campus about a week after with your books when you bump into someone, immediately apologizing. "i am so sorry about that," you say until you look up and see jake. "o-oh, no worries about that- wait... the girl from the club?" he said, making you get awkward. "yeah.. um, name is yn," you spoke softly. jake swore his brain broke hearing your name, so pretty. "u-uh, i'm jake, sorry we couldn't properly introduce each other." you nod before speaking again, "no worries, is everything good now?" he started awkwardly before putting a hand on his neck, "um, it's... okay, just okay."
you hum before your best friends come out of nowhere and jump behind you. "yn! we got the good shit this tβ wait isn't thatβ" yunjin said, hushing her immediately. you stared at her when your other friend, keeho, came after. "yn, did you get the not- jake? what's up!" he said, dabbing up jake as you get confused. "you know him?" you said to keeho as he nods. "yeah, he's friends with sunghoon," he said, making you say 'oh'. "you know sunghoon, jake?" you asked, making him nod. "he's my roommate," he replied before opening his mouth again, "wait, how do you know sunghoon?"
"through keeho, they were friends in high school, right?" you said, making keeho nod in agreement. "ah, okay, i see," jake said before getting a text, "i gotta head out, it was nice seeing you again, yn, i'll text you? if it's alright with you." you nodded and waved goodbye to him as he leaves. keeho raises an eyebrow at you when he is out of sight, asking how you know him. you and yunjin awkwardly exchange looks, opening your mouth to say 'it's complicated...' and continue walking with them to the dorms.
around 7pm, you get a dm from jake, on his instagram, opening it up slowly.
you got up from your bed and called yunjin for help, as she wasn't physically in the dorm at the time. "pink or black?" you asked, holding up both to the mirror as yunjin was on speaker. "hm... black, it might match the vibe more than the pink," she said, making you hum. "yeah, you're right," you said, putting your hoodie on with your jewelry, "wait, blue or black jeans?" "dark, dark blue, definitely, don't want the black and black to clash," she said, making you nod. "thanks jen, i'll text you when i get there with jake," you said, making her say okay, then hang up.
you grabbed your bag and keys and began walking down the hall, opening the door and going outside, seeing jake waiting for you. he was busy on his phone, but all you could do was stare at his soft, blonde hair in his black and gray ombre hoodie. he suddenly looked up, smiled softly, and walked over to you, "yn, you ready?" you nodded and started walking with him. you noticed him staring at you as you walked and you smiled softly, the moonlight casting a beautiful ray over you. jake felt his pulse race faster and faster as he stared.
he suddenly snapped out of it when he saw you pull out your phone, getting a call from someone named "jun". he felt jealous staring at it until he heard who was on the other side of the phone; stupid choi yeonjun. he heard him talking about the party and poked his cheek with his tongue as he heard you speak. "jun, i'll be there, just chill," you said before hanging up the phone and rolling your eyes. "who was that?" jake said, voice tensed up slightly. "yeonjun, you might know him," you said, putting your phone back in your pocket as you guys walk to the dorm.
"uh, yeah, i do," he said, being a bit more awkward before saying, "how do you know him, yn?" you went silent for a second before opening your mouth. "uh, he's my friend's ex, from freshman," you said, making jake feel more awkward and jealous. "oh, i see," he mumbled, poking his cheek again as you nodded, "did you still have feelings for him? not when your friend dated him, but just in general," you shook your head, "no, i didn't, it was like.. two years ago? he was a bit stupid anyway." jake swore he felt his heartbeat slow down in relief, "oh, okay."
as you guys approached the dorm, you heard people being loud and talking a lot, covering your ears as discreetly as you could, yet jake catches you and asks if you're okay. "it's just loud," you said, making jake pause before holding your hand, checking if it's okay. you nodded softly and walking in with him. you saw a bunch of people drinking and being loud, looking around the clean yet full dorm. you held jake's hand tighter, causing him to immediately push his way to his room and closing the door as you both get in.
"sorry, yn, didn't know they invited so many people," he said, laying down on his couch in front of his bed as you sit next to him. you guys began talking for a while about silly topics, like who would be the most talkative during the exams or who would interrupt lecture to go to the bathroom. you laughs softly and jake noticed it, smiling more and more as you spoke and laughed with him. he looked at your glossy, soft lips and came closer to you.
you noticed him staring at your lips and slowly stopped talking. "yn," he said, coming closer to your face and holding your cheek as he comes to your lips. "jake..," you replied, about to kiss him when sunghoon and his girlfriend burst in the room asking for a favor, making you both jump away from each other. "u-uh, what's up, hoon?" sunghoon and his girlfriend exchange looks before leaving, closing the door on their way out. you and jake get awkward and make eye contact, immediately looking away shyly.
"sorry about that, yn, i should've locked it," he said, making you hum softly. "don't worry about it, you're okay," you said, looking at his lips again, "so... should we pick up where we left off?" he nodded immediately, coming closer to your lips and kissing them softly. jake's soft, plump lips against yours felt right. perfect and right.
a few weeks had passed since that day. you and jake had been going out often and honestly? it was going great. nothing bad had happened. just two people who like each other in a calm, slow loving way. you felt a certain way just for jake, a way you never felt for your exes, a way you never felt for anyone.
"jakey," you said softly, making him look up from his phone. "hm? what's up, love?" he said, staring at you. "try this croissant, it's yummy," you said, raising the strawberry croissant to his mouth as he bites into it. "mm, yummy," he smiles as he eats it. as you begin to start talking, you notice jake staring at someone and suddenly becoming distracted. "jake? what's wrong?" you said, breaking him out of his trance. "nothing, yn, nothing," he said, more distant than before. you became awkward and continue eating your pastry until jake packs up suddenly.
"jake? where are yoβ" "i'll talk to you later," he said, rushing out the cafΓ¨ to get to someone, who you noticed was a girl. you felt insecurity slowly come as you see jake and her talk. you didn't want to. hell, you barely get insecure and jealous, but seeing how pretty this girl was, you felt your pulse race. you immediately packed up your stuff and rushed back to campus, about to cry.
as you entered your dorm and rushed to yunjin, she immediately comforted you. "yn... what did she look like?" she asked, making you open your phone and showing her the picture in tears. "that's... that's jake's ex, yn," she said slowly, making your heart break into a million pieces. "you're lying, right? that isn't his ex, right? please, yunjin, don't lie to me," you said, voice cracking as tears fall slowly and your makeup being ruined. yunjin stared at you with sympathy as she holds you, "it is his ex, yn, it is."
you sobbed in yunjins' arms as she held you. as the time reached 6pm, she had to leave for her lecture. she apologized, saying she'll get chinese takeout after, and left. you layed on the couch, crying a bunch until you heard knocks on the dorm door. you didn't think anyone would be at the dorm today, so you ignored it. you heard a second round of knocking, still ignoring it. but you suddenly got a text from jake, saying "yn open the door please". you stared at the text and still ghosted his text and his knocking. he knocked once more before calling your number.
you took a few moments before answering, and jake began rambling, "yn, please, open the door, okay?" you stayed silent as he continued talking, "yn, whatever you saw earlier, i swear it was nothing, she was trying to spread something around, i was trying to protect you, protect us, just please, open the door, i'm begging you." you listened to his breathing before hanging up. jake stood outside the door, tears threatening to fall as he almost walked away. until he heard the door open.
he turned around quickly and immediately ran into the room, closing the door and hugging you tightly while apologizing profusely. "y-yn, fuckβ i'm so sorry, baby, i'm so fuckin' sorry. she was trying to spread lies about you and i, i swear on everything i wasn't trying to talk with her in general, i was trying to protect you and our... whatever it is, okay? i only want you, yn, you and only you," he said, pulling his arms off you and holding your face. you nodded softly, making him sigh in relief. "thank fucking god, you forgive me, right? please say you do baby," he said, staring in your eyes, falling more and more in love with your doe eyes. "yes, jake, i do," you said, making him sigh again.
"oh, fuck, thank you," he says, colliding your softness and his slightly dryness together and kissing you before pulling away, "i was so scared, i promise that it's you, yn, all i want is you." you nod, "i was too, jake, but... i trust you, with everything and with all of me." you suddenly grip his hoodie and kiss him, catching him off guard. he holds your waist and kisses you more and more as you guide him to your bedroom as he smirks against your lips. let's just say it was... an interesting night.
as morning arrived, the sun beamed through your curtains and you opened your eyes softly, feeling jakes hands on your waist, hugging you from behind. you smiled and flipped sides to stare at his sleeping form. "so cute," you smiled, playing with his golden locks and smiling softer. you stopped playing with his hair for a moment until you hear his morning voice. "yn, keep playing with my hair," he mumbled, holding your waist more. "mhm, yun, i will," you say, playing with it again as he smiles.
"good, baby, good," he says, smiling softly and cuddling more into your warmth, "oh, by the way, you like lilies, right?" you nod, asking after. "no reason, babe, no reason," he said, kissing your lips and smiling.
a few days had passed and jake had been acting... a bit suspicious. not a bit, A LOT. he was hiding his phone, going out too often, and barely replying to your messages. you began getting worried, asking your best friend for help. "what if he met a new girl! fuck, that's horrible, jen!" you said, crashing out slowly. she sighed, "maybe he has a surprise? i doubt it's some other girl." you pouted, sitting back down as you sighed, "it's a possibility, jen, not that it's true, just a possibility."
you felt your phone suddenly buzz, and your phone lit up; got a text from him. "love meet me outside, k?" you stared at your screen confused, showing yunjin. she looked up softly, a teasing glancd in her eyes, and shrugged while telling you to go outside. you paused before putting on your uggs on and begin walking out. you noticed jake outside holding stuff behind his back. "jake? what's up?" you asked, walking over to him, wondering what's behind hm.
"u-um yn?" he mumbled softly, making you confused. "yes, jake?" "i... i have to say it. i like you ynβ not even like, i love you, yn, so fucking much, more than anyone i've loved before. so... will you be my girlfriend?" he says, pulling out the lilies and all your favorite things while shaking slightly. "jake... don't play with me, please be serious," you say, eyes tearing up. "i am serious, baby. i'm so serious." you stare at the stuff, taking it and putting it down on the bench, then pulling jake into a deep kiss. as you pull away after the long kiss stops, he holds your waist and asks a question, "so, is that a yes?" you laugh softly, "yes, jake, i would love to be your girlfriend." he sighs loudly and kisses you again, "thank fucking god."
lin's diary entry 2001 β lol its out now π onto the next members heh !! lmk if you wanna be tagged for this series !!!
storylines β all members know each other. sunghoon, jake, and heeseung are a friend group. sunoo and ni-ki are friends. jay and jungwon are roommates.
disclaimer β all stories contain angst, with little to none suggestive themes except jake's. so if you are looking for a primarily smutty series, it is not this one (sowwy) !!
μ΄ν¬μΉ β you never asked
synopsis β you knew heeseung for over 10 years after being neighbors with him, and you both were so very closs. but in university, he met new girls, new friends, new everything, while you knew only your roommate, who was your new best friend. but after a fight at the bar, you storm out and he tries to get you back. doing nothing but getting you.
genre + paring β bestfriend!heeseung x quiet!reader angst fluff
λ°μ’ μ± β high expectations
synopsis β you were the lazy student, the one who always studied last minute. but jay was the one who was always working, always done with his work in less than 10 minutes. but when your worlds both collide with each other in the business courses you take, the worlds start to combine.
synopsis β you met jake at a club completely by fate, and he immediately fell in love with you, telling his best friends about you. but after finding out he goes to the same college as you, he immediately starts making moves directly for you.
λ°μ±ν β everything that was left behind & everything that came back
synopsis β park sunghoon has been your ex for a few months, but once you get in contact with him again, hope blossoms in your head.
genre + paring β avoidant!sunghoon x anxious!reader angst & fluff
κΉμ μ° β vacation lover
synopsis β kim sunoo was your summer love, the one from korea whom you loved with everything you had for three months. but you had to leave, as your vacation began to end. but once you get back, he has already changed numbers. but as college season starts again, you may see him again.
genre + paring β summerlove!sunoo x afab!reader angst & fluff
μμ μ β in my dreams
synopsis β yang jungwon was your academic rival at university who despised you harshly. you both would always compete over who has the better grades or better exams. but your professor is sick of you both fighting, so he partners you together. and now, there's nothing but tension and feelings surrounding you both.
synopsis β riki was a boy you met through a project presentation, but you were too cold and mean compared to his sunshine-like personality. but still, even through that, he tries to break through your rock-hard persona.
synopsis .. part two to everything that was left behind .. he still missed you, even after the fact that it was his fault.
genre & pairing .. exes to ??? ( π«£ ) .. avoidant!reader x anxious!sunghoon ( switched roles now ) .. 'good graces' themed
content .. lingering feelings .. angst .. fluff .. false unrequited love for reader ( read part one to understand ) .. cussing .. drinking & alcohol .. heeseung is referred as hyung .. multiple pet names .. skinship
π° .. read part one to understand the event sequence!! the story starts after the events of the first story happened!!
WHEN HE GOT HOME, he looked at his monochrome apartment and sobbed, staring at the stack of pink, red, and white love letters you wrote him on his counter, saying how much you loved him and how much you cherished him more than anything. he sobbed for an hour before opening his phone.
as he layed on his cold, empty bed, his heart broke even more, seeing every account and his number as "unknown" and "unknown number," staring at his bright, white screen. "this would have been different, yn... i'm so fuckin' stupid... i still love you so much..." he said, shaking and unstable, clinging to the last thing he has of you. but he couldn't do anything anymore. there was no more you around because of his actions.
he put his phone down and sobbed against the headboard, clutching his fragile heart. after he calmed down softly, he stared at the letters before putting them in the back of his nightstand. he was letting you go. not because he didn't love you anymore. but because there was too much to say.
but multiple months pass and he tried all kinds of ways to move on from you. hooking up with random girls at frat parties? didn't work. going on blind dates his best friend set up for him? he spoke too much about you, which made the girls walk out mid date or throw their drink on him, cursing at him. and even going to clubs to look for girls? nope, he ended up too drunk while thinking about you.
"sunghoon, let's fucking go, it's almost 2am," his friend, heeseung, spoke, clearly worried about his drinking issue. "no, i want yn, i want her right now..." sunghoon mumbled, clashing into the bar again and sitting back down. jake, his best friend, got awkward before speaking, "you want yn? right now?" sunghoon's face light up and he starts smiling drunkenly. "yeah, i want my babyyy, i want yn now..." he spoke, giggling a bunch.
heeseung looked at jake as he pulled his phone out, worried and whispering to jake. "are you sure this is a good idea? i mean, it's been months since the two of them have spoken." "trust me, hyung, i know this is a stupid idea, but it's clear hoon isn't going to get over her any time soon and i know yn has been trying but she fucked up the recent talking stage she had because she wasn't fully over sunghoon," jake whispered back, looking at heeseung awkwardly.
"oh shit, for real?" he said, staring at jake, surprised. "yeah, so... should i just wing it and call her, hyung?" jake spoke back, waiting for the approval. heeseung looked at him before nodding, "okay, just do it carefully, jake, don't want to freak hoon out." jake immediately found your number and called.
you heard the phone ringing while you were getting gifts set up for christmas and answered, super confused. "hel-" you spoke, before being cut off by jake. "yn, we need you to come quickly to this bar because sunghoon is going insane right now and won't come with us if you're not here," he spoke, in one breath.
as he talked on the phone next to sunghoon, he heard your voice and immediately got closer to jake. "is that yn... is that my love... ynnie... i miss you..," he said, catching you off guard but shrugging. "uh, hey sunghoon," you said, making sunghoon pout. "can you comeee, i want you now..," he said, attempting to snatch jake's phone, causing heeseung to grab sunghoon.
as jake and you spoke on the phone, heeseung and sunghoon had a conversation at the bar station. "hoon, if she truly does come, you cannot freak out, okay? you have to promise," he said, making sunghoon pout. "but she's my baby, hyung, i haven't seen her in months..," he responds, still drunk. "sunghoon, you aren't dating her anymore, though, she isn't your baby," heeseung says, making sunghoon upset.
"hyung, it doesn't matter! she's still my baby in my heart!" he exclaims, making jake look over at them with worry. heeseung looks at jake back and he nods, telling you something before ending the call and walking over to them two. "everything good?" jake says, staring at sunghoon specifically.
"hyung said she's not my baby anymore! how mean..," he says, being oddly pouting. "well... i mean... he's not wrong, hoon, you two aren't dating anymore," he says, making sunghoon gasp and pout. "but..," he begins to say, but notices you, in slippers and a messy bun, and runs (unstable, of course) and falls in your arms. you stare at him, snuggled against your neck while jake and heeseung apologize.
"it's alright," you mumbled, trying to move, but his grip was too tight. "i missed you, yn..," he giggled, clinging to you even harder, "i wanna stay with you tonight... please...?" he said, pouting and looking up at you with his boba, but drunk, eyes. you looked up jake and heeseung, confused and oddily pissed off while sunghoon kept tapping you. he didn't say it verbally, but he was telling you "i want to stay with you."
you sighed before nodding and asking heeseung and jake to help, only for sunghoon to shake his head and grip you tighter as he spoke. "no... wanna stay with m'baby..," he said, pouting upwards to you. you paused, confused as hell. but heeseung and jake sighed, saying goodbye to the two of you and walking to their apartment while you and sunghoon when to yours.
as you walked, he began to sober up while holding your waist tightly. "you're not leaving, right?" he said, looking up at you. "huh?" you said, confused as hell. "you won't leave me, right? like how i left you? please don't," he said, getting even more clingy. "uh..," you mumbled, "just keep walking, sunghoon." his pout became more visible while he walked.
"just give me an answer, ynnie, and where's my nickname? the one you called me?" he said, being slightly uneasy. "not now, just keep walking," you said, making him pout even more. "c'mon, just one answerrr?" he said, smiling even more and being clingier, "pleaseee?" you sighed and say no. "really? you won't leave me?" he said, his voice cracking as you guys finally made it to your apartment complex. "i won't, now focus on walking," you say as you both go into the elevator, letting go of his hand.
as the elevator hit the 7th floor, he grips your hand again and starts walking first to your apartment while being clingy. "huh," you say, confused how he still remembers your apartment number, let alone your pass code. as the door opens, his face changes from a pout to one of... well something, remembering the last time he was here. the time he came over and left you again. he takes his shoes off, and sits on the couch immediately as you take yours off and put the key on the side of the door before speaking, "sunghoon, just take my bed, i'm really not in the mood, it's late and i have a lecture really early in the morning."
he looked at you with eyes of hurt and shakes his head, the alcohol finally dissipating from his system. "i'll sleep here, it's fine, just..," he said before pausing and speaking again, "can we talk? in the morning, whenever your lecture is over or whenever you come back to the apartment 'cause i don't have classes tomorrow." you looked at him confused, seeing a different sunghoon in your eyes than before. "uh, yeah, that's fine," you said before walking into your bedroom and closing the door, letting sunghoon sleep, uncomfortably though. it will be a long day tomorrow.
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as the day went by after sunghoon woke up, he waiting for you to come back, even changing clothes, refreshening, going out while you were in class, and getting you coffee and pastries from your favorite bakery and flowers. at around 1pm, you came back and saw sunghoon on the couch, contemplating about something, well specifically about what he's about to say before noticing your and standing up.
"yn, let's talk, please," he said, the eyes of pleading coming back as you nod, put your bag on the counter, walk to him, and sit on the couch, making him sit back down. "before i start... i'm sorry, yn, i really am, i just... i didn't know what to do, okay? i admit it, i was really fucking shitty months ago, and you didn't deserve that," he said in one breath, pausing before starting again, "you didn't deserve me to leave you, you didn't deserve me to act like I cared, and you really didn't deserve to be used as a distraction from what was going on in my life."
your tears came slowly so he immediately wiped them and hugged you. his heart fluttered in warmth as you hugged him back and started crying even more. "yeah, i didn't, sunghoon, i really didn't, but... it doesn't mean that i can't forgive you, because truly? i forgave you months ago, sunghoon." his heart started beating more and tears started streaming down his face as he hugged you back. thank fuck.
he quickly wiped his tears and pulled away, before opening his mouth, thoughts still running through his mind, "oβokay, back to the original talk... i... i want to show you that i've changed, yn, i want to show you that i won't run from you this time, that i'm committed this time." the tears came in your eyes again and you nod, so he continues speaking, "i'm here and present, yn, both emotionally and physically, so please, one more chance, just one more to prove myself to you." you looked at the look in his teary eyes, instead of empty promises, it was full of hope, full of determination, and full of pure, genuine love for you.
you nodded, tears falling down your face as you hug him tightly. he sighed in relief and held you even tighter. "does that mean you're giving me another chance?" he said in a teasing tone, making you laugh against his chest. "yeah, one more chance," you said, smiling against his beating heart as he runs his slender fingers against your soft hair. 'one more chance,' you said, and he wasn't going to ruin it.
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bonus scene ( for mi babies who waited long ) β‘
5 MONTHS PASS, and it's pure bliss. sunghoon is no longer the cold and avoidant boy he was during the first and second time you both tried. he was now the sweet, caring, and loving boy. he'd check up on you everytime you studied for an exam just to make sure you ate, he'd come over randomly, well mostly at times you needed him, and he was there for you, mentally, emotionally, and physically, like he promised.
"park sunghoon!" you yelled from the kitchen of his apartment as he runs out of the bedroom quickly. as he looks worried, he sees you with a dog, his dog, gaeul, playing with her. "you didn't tell me you got a dog!" you say, giggling with her as she barks playfully. he cluches his heart before speaking, "babe, fuck, you scared me," he says, laughing before crouching down to you and gaeul. "sorry, i was just so excited!" you giggled as he kissed your forehead, "no worries, baby, just next time, say my nickname, yeah?" you nodded and played with gaeul as he smiled got back up, and walked to the bedroom again.
yeah, he loved you. and he wasn't going to give up this chance to love you again.
lin's diary entries β 003 .. i really hope u guys liked this ending!!! it was so chaotic to write and took up all my creativity LMAOOOO ππ taking taglists & requests too!!! Check mi intro to see what I will and won't write !! β‘β‘
synopsis .. part two to everything that was left behind .. he still missed you, even after the fact that it was his fault.
genre & pairing .. exes to ??? ( π«£ ) .. avoidant!reader x anxious!sunghoon ( switched roles now ) .. 'good graces' themed
content .. lingering feelings .. angst .. fluff .. false unrequited love for reader ( read part one to understand ) .. cussing .. drinking & alcohol .. heeseung is referred as hyung .. multiple pet names .. skinship
π° .. read part one to understand the event sequence!! the story starts after the events of the first story happened!!
WHEN HE GOT HOME, he looked at his monochrome apartment and sobbed, staring at the stack of pink, red, and white love letters you wrote him on his counter, saying how much you loved him and how much you cherished him more than anything. he sobbed for an hour before opening his phone.
as he layed on his cold, empty bed, his heart broke even more, seeing every account and his number as "unknown" and "unknown number," staring at his bright, white screen. "this would have been different, yn... i'm so fuckin' stupid... i still love you so much..." he said, shaking and unstable, clinging to the last thing he has of you. but he couldn't do anything anymore. there was no more you around because of his actions.
he put his phone down and sobbed against the headboard, clutching his fragile heart. after he calmed down softly, he stared at the letters before putting them in the back of his nightstand. he was letting you go. not because he didn't love you anymore. but because there was too much to say.
but multiple months pass and he tried all kinds of ways to move on from you. hooking up with random girls at frat parties? didn't work. going on blind dates his best friend set up for him? he spoke too much about you, which made the girls walk out mid date or throw their drink on him, cursing at him. and even going to clubs to look for girls? nope, he ended up too drunk while thinking about you.
"sunghoon, let's fucking go, it's almost 2am," his friend, heeseung, spoke, clearly worried about his drinking issue. "no, i want yn, i want her right now..." sunghoon mumbled, clashing into the bar again and sitting back down. jake, his best friend, got awkward before speaking, "you want yn? right now?" sunghoon's face light up and he starts smiling drunkenly. "yeah, i want my babyyy, i want yn now..." he spoke, giggling a bunch.
heeseung looked at jake as he pulled his phone out, worried and whispering to jake. "are you sure this is a good idea? i mean, it's been months since the two of them have spoken." "trust me, hyung, i know this is a stupid idea, but it's clear hoon isn't going to get over her any time soon and i know yn has been trying but she fucked up the recent talking stage she had because she wasn't fully over sunghoon," jake whispered back, looking at heeseung awkwardly.
"oh shit, for real?" he said, staring at jake, surprised. "yeah, so... should i just wing it and call her, hyung?" jake spoke back, waiting for the approval. heeseung looked at him before nodding, "okay, just do it carefully, jake, don't want to freak hoon out." jake immediately found your number and called.
you heard the phone ringing while you were getting gifts set up for christmas and answered, super confused. "hel-" you spoke, before being cut off by jake. "yn, we need you to come quickly to this bar because sunghoon is going insane right now and won't come with us if you're not here," he spoke, in one breath.
as he talked on the phone next to sunghoon, he heard your voice and immediately got closer to jake. "is that yn... is that my love... ynnie... i miss you..," he said, catching you off guard but shrugging. "uh, hey sunghoon," you said, making sunghoon pout. "can you comeee, i want you now..," he said, attempting to snatch jake's phone, causing heeseung to grab sunghoon.
as jake and you spoke on the phone, heeseung and sunghoon had a conversation at the bar station. "hoon, if she truly does come, you cannot freak out, okay? you have to promise," he said, making sunghoon pout. "but she's my baby, hyung, i haven't seen her in months..," he responds, still drunk. "sunghoon, you aren't dating her anymore, though, she isn't your baby," heeseung says, making sunghoon upset.
"hyung, it doesn't matter! she's still my baby in my heart!" he exclaims, making jake look over at them with worry. heeseung looks at jake back and he nods, telling you something before ending the call and walking over to them two. "everything good?" jake says, staring at sunghoon specifically.
"hyung said she's not my baby anymore! how mean..," he says, being oddly pouting. "well... i mean... he's not wrong, hoon, you two aren't dating anymore," he says, making sunghoon gasp and pout. "but..," he begins to say, but notices you, in slippers and a messy bun, and runs (unstable, of course) and falls in your arms. you stare at him, snuggled against your neck while jake and heeseung apologize.
"it's alright," you mumbled, trying to move, but his grip was too tight. "i missed you, yn..," he giggled, clinging to you even harder, "i wanna stay with you tonight... please...?" he said, pouting and looking up at you with his boba, but drunk, eyes. you looked up jake and heeseung, confused and oddily pissed off while sunghoon kept tapping you. he didn't say it verbally, but he was telling you "i want to stay with you."
you sighed before nodding and asking heeseung and jake to help, only for sunghoon to shake his head and grip you tighter as he spoke. "no... wanna stay with m'baby..," he said, pouting upwards to you. you paused, confused as hell. but heeseung and jake sighed, saying goodbye to the two of you and walking to their apartment while you and sunghoon when to yours.
as you walked, he began to sober up while holding your waist tightly. "you're not leaving, right?" he said, looking up at you. "huh?" you said, confused as hell. "you won't leave me, right? like how i left you? please don't," he said, getting even more clingy. "uh..," you mumbled, "just keep walking, sunghoon." his pout became more visible while he walked.
"just give me an answer, ynnie, and where's my nickname? the one you called me?" he said, being slightly uneasy. "not now, just keep walking," you said, making him pout even more. "c'mon, just one answerrr?" he said, smiling even more and being clingier, "pleaseee?" you sighed and say no. "really? you won't leave me?" he said, his voice cracking as you guys finally made it to your apartment complex. "i won't, now focus on walking," you say as you both go into the elevator, letting go of his hand.
as the elevator hit the 7th floor, he grips your hand again and starts walking first to your apartment while being clingy. "huh," you say, confused how he still remembers your apartment number, let alone your pass code. as the door opens, his face changes from a pout to one of... well something, remembering the last time he was here. the time he came over and left you again. he takes his shoes off, and sits on the couch immediately as you take yours off and put the key on the side of the door before speaking, "sunghoon, just take my bed, i'm really not in the mood, it's late and i have a lecture really early in the morning."
he looked at you with eyes of hurt and shakes his head, the alcohol finally dissipating from his system. "i'll sleep here, it's fine, just..," he said before pausing and speaking again, "can we talk? in the morning, whenever your lecture is over or whenever you come back to the apartment 'cause i don't have classes tomorrow." you looked at him confused, seeing a different sunghoon in your eyes than before. "uh, yeah, that's fine," you said before walking into your bedroom and closing the door, letting sunghoon sleep, uncomfortably though. it will be a long day tomorrow.
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as the day went by after sunghoon woke up, he waiting for you to come back, even changing clothes, refreshening, going out while you were in class, and getting you coffee and pastries from your favorite bakery and flowers. at around 1pm, you came back and saw sunghoon on the couch, contemplating about something, well specifically about what he's about to say before noticing your and standing up.
"yn, let's talk, please," he said, the eyes of pleading coming back as you nod, put your bag on the counter, walk to him, and sit on the couch, making him sit back down. "before i start... i'm sorry, yn, i really am, i just... i didn't know what to do, okay? i admit it, i was really fucking shitty months ago, and you didn't deserve that," he said in one breath, pausing before starting again, "you didn't deserve me to leave you, you didn't deserve me to act like I cared, and you really didn't deserve to be used as a distraction from what was going on in my life."
your tears came slowly so he immediately wiped them and hugged you. his heart fluttered in warmth as you hugged him back and started crying even more. "yeah, i didn't, sunghoon, i really didn't, but... it doesn't mean that i can't forgive you, because truly? i forgave you months ago, sunghoon." his heart started beating more and tears started streaming down his face as he hugged you back. thank fuck.
he quickly wiped his tears and pulled away, before opening his mouth, thoughts still running through his mind, "oβokay, back to the original talk... i... i want to show you that i've changed, yn, i want to show you that i won't run from you this time, that i'm committed this time." the tears came in your eyes again and you nod, so he continues speaking, "i'm here and present, yn, both emotionally and physically, so please, one more chance, just one more to prove myself to you." you looked at the look in his teary eyes, instead of empty promises, it was full of hope, full of determination, and full of pure, genuine love for you.
you nodded, tears falling down your face as you hug him tightly. he sighed in relief and held you even tighter. "does that mean you're giving me another chance?" he said in a teasing tone, making you laugh against his chest. "yeah, one more chance," you said, smiling against his beating heart as he runs his slender fingers against your soft hair. 'one more chance,' you said, and he wasn't going to ruin it.
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bonus scene ( for mi babies who waited long ) β‘
5 MONTHS PASS, and it's pure bliss. sunghoon is no longer the cold and avoidant boy he was during the first and second time you both tried. he was now the sweet, caring, and loving boy. he'd check up on you everytime you studied for an exam just to make sure you ate, he'd come over randomly, well mostly at times you needed him, and he was there for you, mentally, emotionally, and physically, like he promised.
"park sunghoon!" you yelled from the kitchen of his apartment as he runs out of the bedroom quickly. as he looks worried, he sees you with a dog, his dog, gaeul, playing with her. "you didn't tell me you got a dog!" you say, giggling with her as she barks playfully. he cluches his heart before speaking, "babe, fuck, you scared me," he says, laughing before crouching down to you and gaeul. "sorry, i was just so excited!" you giggled as he kissed your forehead, "no worries, baby, just next time, say my nickname, yeah?" you nodded and played with gaeul as he smiled got back up, and walked to the bedroom again.
yeah, he loved you. and he wasn't going to give up this chance to love you again.
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synopsis .. part two to everything that was left behind .. he still missed you, even after the fact that it was his fault.
genre & pairing .. exes to ??? ( π«£ ) .. avoidant!reader x anxious!sunghoon ( switched roles now ) .. 'good graces' themed
content .. lingering feelings .. angst .. fluff .. false unrequited love for reader ( read part one to understand ) .. cussing .. drinking & alcohol .. heeseung is referred as hyung .. multiple pet names .. skinship
π° .. read part one to understand the event sequence!! the story starts after the events of the first story happened!!
WHEN HE GOT HOME, he looked at his monochrome apartment and sobbed, staring at the stack of pink, red, and white love letters you wrote him on his counter, saying how much you loved him and how much you cherished him more than anything. he sobbed for an hour before opening his phone.
as he layed on his cold, empty bed, his heart broke even more, seeing every account and his number as "unknown" and "unknown number," staring at his bright, white screen. "this would have been different, yn... i'm so fuckin' stupid... i still love you so much..." he said, shaking and unstable, clinging to the last thing he has of you. but he couldn't do anything anymore. there was no more you around because of his actions.
he put his phone down and sobbed against the headboard, clutching his fragile heart. after he calmed down softly, he stared at the letters before putting them in the back of his nightstand. he was letting you go. not because he didn't love you anymore. but because there was too much to say.
but multiple months pass and he tried all kinds of ways to move on from you. hooking up with random girls at frat parties? didn't work. going on blind dates his best friend set up for him? he spoke too much about you, which made the girls walk out mid date or throw their drink on him, cursing at him. and even going to clubs to look for girls? nope, he ended up too drunk while thinking about you.
"sunghoon, let's fucking go, it's almost 2am," his friend, heeseung, spoke, clearly worried about his drinking issue. "no, i want yn, i want her right now..." sunghoon mumbled, clashing into the bar again and sitting back down. jake, his best friend, got awkward before speaking, "you want yn? right now?" sunghoon's face light up and he starts smiling drunkenly. "yeah, i want my babyyy, i want yn now..." he spoke, giggling a bunch.
heeseung looked at jake as he pulled his phone out, worried and whispering to jake. "are you sure this is a good idea? i mean, it's been months since the two of them have spoken." "trust me, hyung, i know this is a stupid idea, but it's clear hoon isn't going to get over her any time soon and i know yn has been trying but she fucked up the recent talking stage she had because she wasn't fully over sunghoon," jake whispered back, looking at heeseung awkwardly.
"oh shit, for real?" he said, staring at jake, surprised. "yeah, so... should i just wing it and call her, hyung?" jake spoke back, waiting for the approval. heeseung looked at him before nodding, "okay, just do it carefully, jake, don't want to freak hoon out." jake immediately found your number and called.
you heard the phone ringing while you were getting gifts set up for christmas and answered, super confused. "hel-" you spoke, before being cut off by jake. "yn, we need you to come quickly to this bar because sunghoon is going insane right now and won't come with us if you're not here," he spoke, in one breath.
as he talked on the phone next to sunghoon, he heard your voice and immediately got closer to jake. "is that yn... is that my love... ynnie... i miss you..," he said, catching you off guard but shrugging. "uh, hey sunghoon," you said, making sunghoon pout. "can you comeee, i want you now..," he said, attempting to snatch jake's phone, causing heeseung to grab sunghoon.
as jake and you spoke on the phone, heeseung and sunghoon had a conversation at the bar station. "hoon, if she truly does come, you cannot freak out, okay? you have to promise," he said, making sunghoon pout. "but she's my baby, hyung, i haven't seen her in months..," he responds, still drunk. "sunghoon, you aren't dating her anymore, though, she isn't your baby," heeseung says, making sunghoon upset.
"hyung, it doesn't matter! she's still my baby in my heart!" he exclaims, making jake look over at them with worry. heeseung looks at jake back and he nods, telling you something before ending the call and walking over to them two. "everything good?" jake says, staring at sunghoon specifically.
"hyung said she's not my baby anymore! how mean..," he says, being oddly pouting. "well... i mean... he's not wrong, hoon, you two aren't dating anymore," he says, making sunghoon gasp and pout. "but..," he begins to say, but notices you, in slippers and a messy bun, and runs (unstable, of course) and falls in your arms. you stare at him, snuggled against your neck while jake and heeseung apologize.
"it's alright," you mumbled, trying to move, but his grip was too tight. "i missed you, yn..," he giggled, clinging to you even harder, "i wanna stay with you tonight... please...?" he said, pouting and looking up at you with his boba, but drunk, eyes. you looked up jake and heeseung, confused and oddily pissed off while sunghoon kept tapping you. he didn't say it verbally, but he was telling you "i want to stay with you."
you sighed before nodding and asking heeseung and jake to help, only for sunghoon to shake his head and grip you tighter as he spoke. "no... wanna stay with m'baby..," he said, pouting upwards to you. you paused, confused as hell. but heeseung and jake sighed, saying goodbye to the two of you and walking to their apartment while you and sunghoon when to yours.
as you walked, he began to sober up while holding your waist tightly. "you're not leaving, right?" he said, looking up at you. "huh?" you said, confused as hell. "you won't leave me, right? like how i left you? please don't," he said, getting even more clingy. "uh..," you mumbled, "just keep walking, sunghoon." his pout became more visible while he walked.
"just give me an answer, ynnie, and where's my nickname? the one you called me?" he said, being slightly uneasy. "not now, just keep walking," you said, making him pout even more. "c'mon, just one answerrr?" he said, smiling even more and being clingier, "pleaseee?" you sighed and say no. "really? you won't leave me?" he said, his voice cracking as you guys finally made it to your apartment complex. "i won't, now focus on walking," you say as you both go into the elevator, letting go of his hand.
as the elevator hit the 7th floor, he grips your hand again and starts walking first to your apartment while being clingy. "huh," you say, confused how he still remembers your apartment number, let alone your pass code. as the door opens, his face changes from a pout to one of... well something, remembering the last time he was here. the time he came over and left you again. he takes his shoes off, and sits on the couch immediately as you take yours off and put the key on the side of the door before speaking, "sunghoon, just take my bed, i'm really not in the mood, it's late and i have a lecture really early in the morning."
he looked at you with eyes of hurt and shakes his head, the alcohol finally dissipating from his system. "i'll sleep here, it's fine, just..," he said before pausing and speaking again, "can we talk? in the morning, whenever your lecture is over or whenever you come back to the apartment 'cause i don't have classes tomorrow." you looked at him confused, seeing a different sunghoon in your eyes than before. "uh, yeah, that's fine," you said before walking into your bedroom and closing the door, letting sunghoon sleep, uncomfortably though. it will be a long day tomorrow.
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as the day went by after sunghoon woke up, he waiting for you to come back, even changing clothes, refreshening, going out while you were in class, and getting you coffee and pastries from your favorite bakery and flowers. at around 1pm, you came back and saw sunghoon on the couch, contemplating about something, well specifically about what he's about to say before noticing your and standing up.
"yn, let's talk, please," he said, the eyes of pleading coming back as you nod, put your bag on the counter, walk to him, and sit on the couch, making him sit back down. "before i start... i'm sorry, yn, i really am, i just... i didn't know what to do, okay? i admit it, i was really fucking shitty months ago, and you didn't deserve that," he said in one breath, pausing before starting again, "you didn't deserve me to leave you, you didn't deserve me to act like I cared, and you really didn't deserve to be used as a distraction from what was going on in my life."
your tears came slowly so he immediately wiped them and hugged you. his heart fluttered in warmth as you hugged him back and started crying even more. "yeah, i didn't, sunghoon, i really didn't, but... it doesn't mean that i can't forgive you, because truly? i forgave you months ago, sunghoon." his heart started beating more and tears started streaming down his face as he hugged you back. thank fuck.
he quickly wiped his tears and pulled away, before opening his mouth, thoughts still running through his mind, "oβokay, back to the original talk... i... i want to show you that i've changed, yn, i want to show you that i won't run from you this time, that i'm committed this time." the tears came in your eyes again and you nod, so he continues speaking, "i'm here and present, yn, both emotionally and physically, so please, one more chance, just one more to prove myself to you." you looked at the look in his teary eyes, instead of empty promises, it was full of hope, full of determination, and full of pure, genuine love for you.
you nodded, tears falling down your face as you hug him tightly. he sighed in relief and held you even tighter. "does that mean you're giving me another chance?" he said in a teasing tone, making you laugh against his chest. "yeah, one more chance," you said, smiling against his beating heart as he runs his slender fingers against your soft hair. 'one more chance,' you said, and he wasn't going to ruin it.
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bonus scene ( for mi babies who waited long ) β‘
5 MONTHS PASS, and it's pure bliss. sunghoon is no longer the cold and avoidant boy he was during the first and second time you both tried. he was now the sweet, caring, and loving boy. he'd check up on you everytime you studied for an exam just to make sure you ate, he'd come over randomly, well mostly at times you needed him, and he was there for you, mentally, emotionally, and physically, like he promised.
"park sunghoon!" you yelled from the kitchen of his apartment as he runs out of the bedroom quickly. as he looks worried, he sees you with a dog, his dog, gaeul, playing with her. "you didn't tell me you got a dog!" you say, giggling with her as she barks playfully. he cluches his heart before speaking, "babe, fuck, you scared me," he says, laughing before crouching down to you and gaeul. "sorry, i was just so excited!" you giggled as he kissed your forehead, "no worries, baby, just next time, say my nickname, yeah?" you nodded and played with gaeul as he smiled got back up, and walked to the bedroom again.
yeah, he loved you. and he wasn't going to give up this chance to love you again.
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Hi Chatβ€οΈ everything that was left behind part two is Comingsoon Ok Its just my tumblr Spamming my Drafts randomly. STOP TUMBLR PELASEππππAnd possibly a Jake one if I Lock in
synopsis β 2 years with jay were reduced to 10 days with him.
genre & pairing β lovers to exes .. ex!jay x afab!reader .. heavy angst
tags β angst .. reader & jay end on good terms .. "a couple minutes" & "apollo eighteen" themed .. cussing .. mentions of intoxication ( drinking ) .. reader is sensitive
π β i hope u guys leik this
10 days before...
the break up, you and jay were busy with work, with little time to talk to one another, little time to interact. you didn't notice the way he stopped eating dinner with you. he didn't notice the way you'd sleep without him. and neither of you noticed the way the love began to dissipate.
you didn't notice the way he didn't text you 'good morning' or 'i love you' that day when he was at work. he didn't notice the way you forgot to cook lunch for him. "yn," he'd say, but you didn't notice how distant it sounded. "jay," you'd say, but he never noticed the way you sounded quieter when you said it.
during that night, he never noticed your hand not holding his, since you had a habit of holding hands while sleeping. during that night, you never noticed the way his toothbrush was placed further from yours, the way his toothpaste was away from yours. yet, you both still never noticed the space between you growing more and more.
9 days before...
the break up, he left home a little more early, without leaving you a note, without kissing your forehead goodbye. you ate breakfast alone before beginning to get ready for work, barely noticing how his body wash was almost done inside of the shower.
you spent your free time at the cafe you work at, talking with your friends, rather than spending it with jay since he got off work around the same time you did. and he did the exact same, going out with his friends to go to a club and forgetting to text you where he even was.
you didn't see how he came home late, since you were already asleep without him. "yn, you're asleep already?" he'd say, seemingly annoyed with how you didn't tidy the room instead of how you slept without him. and still, neither of you noticed how the distance became bigger and bigger.
8 days before...
the break up, you accidentally broke his mug in the morning while preparing his coffee, and instead of being gentle, he yelled at you. "you never do anything correct!" he'd scream, making you cry and wipe your tears silently while he puts his shoes on and leaves for work. you decided to stay in from work that day, being too emotional to work.
he spent his day forgetting about you, busy working on his presentation and never texting an apology for his behavior, like he would when you both started dating 2 years ago. you spent your day rotting in bed, crying and trying to forget about what happened. trying to understand why he acted like that. sure, work could play a part, but in your mind, you believed it was because of you.
when he got home from work later than normal, he saw you and ignored you. you felt the tears in your eyes begin to build while he is too busy changing into pajamas before getting into bed, facing the opposite direction of you, on his phone. "can we talk?" you'd whisper, the tears falling softly, and he'd never hear, too focused on anything but you. you began to notice the love slip, but didn't truly know if it was true.
7 days before...
the break up, he woke up before you, barely glancing at you and immediately getting ready for work. you woke up a bit after, noticing how jay was already leaving the house and he didn't leave with an 'i love you' or even his nickname for you, 'my princess'. just a simple 'bye, yn.' nothing else. 'bye jay,' you'd say back, your heart aching but doing nothing, going to the bathroom and getting ready for work in tears.
since his presentation at work was today, you decided to send a encouragement text while on your break at the cafe, trying to give him support. 'good luck jjong!' you'd text, only getting a 'ok' back. you stared at that text in silence while sitting on the table in the break room, your work best friend, ningning, noticing. "you good?" she'd say, staring at you while eating her croissant. "yeah, yeah, i'm fine, i'm gonna clock in again," you'd say, shoving your phone back in your pocket and working again.
later that night, he came home at a normal time, but clearly pissed off. "everything okay?" you'd mumble, making him agitated. "shut the fuck up, alright? your little text fucked me up and my presentation didn't go as good as I'd thought," he'd say, angry and upset at you. your eyes teared up as you tried to speak but he didn't care, yelling at you to sleep. you decided to listen and fell asleep in tears all alone as jay left the house and stayed at his friends, the love beginning to vanish in your eyes.
6 days before...
the break up, you both were both off work that day, but didn't speak to one another. around 5pm, you noticed jay getting ready for something. "jay? where are you going?" you'd say to him, confused. "none of your fucking business," he'd reply, upset at you even after he looked so calm while on his phone. "but you're my business, jaβ" "not any more," he'd cut you off, the irritation becoming more visible in his tone.
"don't say that, jay," you'd begin to say, "don't fucking say that, jay, what is wrong with you? you've been so..." "so what, huh? spit it out, yn," he'd reply with, watching your expressions. you finally snapped and yelled at him, "you've been such a bitch lately! you keep blaming for everything that goes wrong! is it really my fault that something happens?"
he scoffed hearing your words, before opening his mouth, "yeah, actually, it's actually your fucking fault for everything that happens, cause you ruin everything, yn." the color drained from your face while jay pokes his tongue against his cheek. "what? cat's got your tongue? you know i'm right," he'd say, with a serious, but pissed off face, "now, if you excuse me, i'm gonna be going out." you watched him leave your apartment with his keys and phone while you began to cry and doubt yourself. you knew the love jay had for you was no longer there, but the love you had for him was still there.
2 days before...
the break up, you ignored each other for 4 days after that fight. you spent more shifts at work, taking double shifts and even triple shifts on one night while jay was always at work parties. you didn't even sleep in the same room anymore. yet every day, even if you were just eating, he'd glance up at you and get upset.
"why do you look like that?" he'd mumble to himself after looking at you, too busy on his phone. you felt the tears well up as you ate so you immediately went to the bathroom and wiped your tears and called your best friend, ninging. "ning, i can't do it anymore," you'd say, choking on your tears while talking. "what do you mean? is it about jay?" she'd say back, hearing your voice breaking.
"yeah, ning, it is, iβi physically can't do it anymore, i need to end it," you'd say, your body changing from heavy tears to shaking and trembles. "shit, okay, talk to me," she'd reply, allowing you to let your feelings out. it took over an hour, a whole hour jay didn't notice the way you left your food on the table or the way you stayed in the bathroom for longer than needed. an hour jay spent on his phone and going to sleep. you went to the guest bedroom and immediately fell asleep, your body still trembling in pain while tears still fell from your face. you knew it was time to let him go.
the day of...
the break up, you woke up, still reeling from the fight almost a week ago to your breakdown from the previous night. you knew what had to be doneβthe break up. you knew it was time to let him go and knew that his love for you was still there, but knew you couldn't handle it anymore. you began getting ready for work and as you walked to the cafe, your heart ached knowing what would be happening that night.
as you worked, you kept up the happy act for customers, but once your shift ended, you met up with ningning at the beach and sobbed in her arms. "it's for the best, yn, i promise, everything will work out in the end," she'd say to you while rubbing your hair. "i hope, ning, i hope," you'd say, sitting on the car with her.
once you got home around 7pm, you saw jay there, being eerily worried for the first time in a while. "we need to talk, yn," he'd say, in a soft tone, the one he used to speak to you with. "yeah, we do," you'd reply with, watching his expression change and cut him off before he even speaks, "i think we should break up, jay." you see his face change from disappointment to acceptance before speaking, "yeah, i do too." you both spoke with one another for a while and knew the love was there, but the distance grew too much where you both would fight over nothing, and you both couldn't take it.
epilouge β 10 days after...
"can i hug you? one last time, yn," he'd say after you mutually broke up and talked. "yeah, i'd like that," you'd say pulling him close one more time. he held you even closer, putting his chin on your head while you both hugged for a long time before pulling away. you stared at his eyes before looking away, going to the bedroom, and packing your clothes in your suitcase before coming out again. "i'll be back tomorrow morning, just to get the rest," you'd say, tears welling up while he nods with the same tears in his eyes, "bye, jay." "bye, yn," he'd say back, the tears finally falling from his face as you leave, before whispering, "i love you." the break up wasn't breaking the bond you had, just letting it go, with one final 'i love you.'
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the break up, you both jumped into your jobs and were focused on work, it had only been 10 days, 10 days since you moved out, 10 days since the last 'i love you' was said, and 10 days since you last saw him, yet it felt like less, like you both broke up yesterday. the amount of love you had for him was there and the amount of love he had for you was there, but it was over.
sometimes, when he'd see something funny on his phone, he'd laugh and look up to show you, but realized you weren't there anymore. sometimes, when you and ningning would be making food in her, now yours as well, apartment, you'd subconsciously bring up jay's name, saying how he used to cook so well, then realize you arent together anymore, apologizing to ninging while she smiles and says it's all good. and most of the time? you'd both almost text each other, but remember it's over, and it's been over for 10 days.
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lin's diary entries β 002 β lol long angst π₯°hehe taking taglists and story requests !! read my intro to know what i will and will not write !!! β‘β‘
synopsis β 2 years with jay were reduced to 10 days with him.
genre & pairing β lovers to exes .. ex!jay x afab!reader .. heavy angst
tags β angst .. reader & jay end on good terms .. "a couple minutes" & "apollo eighteen" themed .. cussing .. mentions of intoxication ( drinking ) .. reader is sensitive
π β i hope u guys leik this
10 days before...
the break up, you and jay were busy with work, with little time to talk to one another, little time to interact. you didn't notice the way he stopped eating dinner with you. he didn't notice the way you'd sleep without him. and neither of you noticed the way the love began to dissipate.
you didn't notice the way he didn't text you 'good morning' or 'i love you' that day when he was at work. he didn't notice the way you forgot to cook lunch for him. "yn," he'd say, but you didn't notice how distant it sounded. "jay," you'd say, but he never noticed the way you sounded quieter when you said it.
during that night, he never noticed your hand not holding his, since you had a habit of holding hands while sleeping. during that night, you never noticed the way his toothbrush was placed further from yours, the way his toothpaste was away from yours. yet, you both still never noticed the space between you growing more and more.
9 days before...
the break up, he left home a little more early, without leaving you a note, without kissing your forehead goodbye. you ate breakfast alone before beginning to get ready for work, barely noticing how his body wash was almost done inside of the shower.
you spent your free time at the cafe you work at, talking with your friends, rather than spending it with jay since he got off work around the same time you did. and he did the exact same, going out with his friends to go to a club and forgetting to text you where he even was.
you didn't see how he came home late, since you were already asleep without him. "yn, you're asleep already?" he'd say, seemingly annoyed with how you didn't tidy the room instead of how you slept without him. and still, neither of you noticed how the distance became bigger and bigger.
8 days before...
the break up, you accidentally broke his mug in the morning while preparing his coffee, and instead of being gentle, he yelled at you. "you never do anything correct!" he'd scream, making you cry and wipe your tears silently while he puts his shoes on and leaves for work. you decided to stay in from work that day, being too emotional to work.
he spent his day forgetting about you, busy working on his presentation and never texting an apology for his behavior, like he would when you both started dating 2 years ago. you spent your day rotting in bed, crying and trying to forget about what happened. trying to understand why he acted like that. sure, work could play a part, but in your mind, you believed it was because of you.
when he got home from work later than normal, he saw you and ignored you. you felt the tears in your eyes begin to build while he is too busy changing into pajamas before getting into bed, facing the opposite direction of you, on his phone. "can we talk?" you'd whisper, the tears falling softly, and he'd never hear, too focused on anything but you. you began to notice the love slip, but didn't truly know if it was true.
7 days before...
the break up, he woke up before you, barely glancing at you and immediately getting ready for work. you woke up a bit after, noticing how jay was already leaving the house and he didn't leave with an 'i love you' or even his nickname for you, 'my princess'. just a simple 'bye, yn.' nothing else. 'bye jay,' you'd say back, your heart aching but doing nothing, going to the bathroom and getting ready for work in tears.
since his presentation at work was today, you decided to send a encouragement text while on your break at the cafe, trying to give him support. 'good luck jjong!' you'd text, only getting a 'ok' back. you stared at that text in silence while sitting on the table in the break room, your work best friend, ningning, noticing. "you good?" she'd say, staring at you while eating her croissant. "yeah, yeah, i'm fine, i'm gonna clock in again," you'd say, shoving your phone back in your pocket and working again.
later that night, he came home at a normal time, but clearly pissed off. "everything okay?" you'd mumble, making him agitated. "shut the fuck up, alright? your little text fucked me up and my presentation didn't go as good as I'd thought," he'd say, angry and upset at you. your eyes teared up as you tried to speak but he didn't care, yelling at you to sleep. you decided to listen and fell asleep in tears all alone as jay left the house and stayed at his friends, the love beginning to vanish in your eyes.
6 days before...
the break up, you both were both off work that day, but didn't speak to one another. around 5pm, you noticed jay getting ready for something. "jay? where are you going?" you'd say to him, confused. "none of your fucking business," he'd reply, upset at you even after he looked so calm while on his phone. "but you're my business, jaβ" "not any more," he'd cut you off, the irritation becoming more visible in his tone.
"don't say that, jay," you'd begin to say, "don't fucking say that, jay, what is wrong with you? you've been so..." "so what, huh? spit it out, yn," he'd reply with, watching your expressions. you finally snapped and yelled at him, "you've been such a bitch lately! you keep blaming for everything that goes wrong! is it really my fault that something happens?"
he scoffed hearing your words, before opening his mouth, "yeah, actually, it's actually your fucking fault for everything that happens, cause you ruin everything, yn." the color drained from your face while jay pokes his tongue against his cheek. "what? cat's got your tongue? you know i'm right," he'd say, with a serious, but pissed off face, "now, if you excuse me, i'm gonna be going out." you watched him leave your apartment with his keys and phone while you began to cry and doubt yourself. you knew the love jay had for you was no longer there, but the love you had for him was still there.
2 days before...
the break up, you ignored each other for 4 days after that fight. you spent more shifts at work, taking double shifts and even triple shifts on one night while jay was always at work parties. you didn't even sleep in the same room anymore. yet every day, even if you were just eating, he'd glance up at you and get upset.
"why do you look like that?" he'd mumble to himself after looking at you, too busy on his phone. you felt the tears well up as you ate so you immediately went to the bathroom and wiped your tears and called your best friend, ninging. "ning, i can't do it anymore," you'd say, choking on your tears while talking. "what do you mean? is it about jay?" she'd say back, hearing your voice breaking.
"yeah, ning, it is, iβi physically can't do it anymore, i need to end it," you'd say, your body changing from heavy tears to shaking and trembles. "shit, okay, talk to me," she'd reply, allowing you to let your feelings out. it took over an hour, a whole hour jay didn't notice the way you left your food on the table or the way you stayed in the bathroom for longer than needed. an hour jay spent on his phone and going to sleep. you went to the guest bedroom and immediately fell asleep, your body still trembling in pain while tears still fell from your face. you knew it was time to let him go.
the day of...
the break up, you woke up, still reeling from the fight almost a week ago to your breakdown from the previous night. you knew what had to be doneβthe break up. you knew it was time to let him go and knew that his love for you was still there, but knew you couldn't handle it anymore. you began getting ready for work and as you walked to the cafe, your heart ached knowing what would be happening that night.
as you worked, you kept up the happy act for customers, but once your shift ended, you met up with ningning at the beach and sobbed in her arms. "it's for the best, yn, i promise, everything will work out in the end," she'd say to you while rubbing your hair. "i hope, ning, i hope," you'd say, sitting on the car with her.
once you got home around 7pm, you saw jay there, being eerily worried for the first time in a while. "we need to talk, yn," he'd say, in a soft tone, the one he used to speak to you with. "yeah, we do," you'd reply with, watching his expression change and cut him off before he even speaks, "i think we should break up, jay." you see his face change from disappointment to acceptance before speaking, "yeah, i do too." you both spoke with one another for a while and knew the love was there, but the distance grew too much where you both would fight over nothing, and you both couldn't take it.
"can i hug you? one last time, yn," he'd say after you mutually broke up and talked. "yeah, i'd like that," you'd say pulling him close one more time. he held you even closer, putting his chin on your head while you both hugged for a long time before pulling away. you stared at his eyes before looking away, going to the bedroom, and packing your clothes in your suitcase before coming out again. "i'll be back tomorrow morning, just to get the rest," you'd say, tears welling up while he nods with the same tears in his eyes, "bye, jay." "bye, yn," he'd say back, the tears finally falling from his face as you leave, before whispering, "i love you." the break up wasn't breaking the bond you had, just letting it go, with one final 'i love you.'
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epilouge β 10 days after...
the break up, you both jumped into your jobs and were focused on work, it had only been 10 days, 10 days since you moved out, 10 days since the last 'i love you' was said, and 10 days since you last saw him, yet it felt like less, like you both broke up yesterday. the amount of love you had for him was there and the amount of love he had for you was there, but it was over.
sometimes, when he'd see something funny on his phone, he'd laugh and look up to show you, but realized you weren't there anymore. sometimes, when you and ningning would be making food in her, now yours as well, apartment, you'd subconsciously bring up jay's name, saying how he used to cook so well, then realize you arent together anymore, apologizing to ninging while she smiles and says it's all good. and most of the time? you'd both almost text each other, but remember it's over, and it's been over for 10 days.
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