ㅤㅤot5 cortis bf jealousy scale/how they act when jealous.
ㅤㅤCONTAINS: ot5 cortis x fem reader, fluff, jealousy issues, established relationship, headcanons and potential grammar & spelling errors!
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KEONHO
10/10 on the jealousy scale
likely to be the most jealous out of all 5 members
if he sees you talking to a guy, he'd probably claim you as his, same as martin, wrapping himself all over you or hugging you around the waist and resting his chin on your shoulder, pouting at the guy.
you post a guy on your instagram story? he immediately asks about who is and why you two are even hanging out with each other or tells the other guys and asks their opinion about it
he doesn't mind you having guy friends but seeing them touch you or even making you laugh, makes him insecure thinking to himself if he's not good enough for you
he probably tries to play it off, acting as if he wasn't jealous, but in his head, he is absolutely fuming with rage
would possibly start an argument with you and it would end up with you two not talking for a whole week
i'm sure the other guys would motivate him to text you first back because he started to miss you more and more and ended up doing so
notification from keonho… ding! "look, i'm sorry i was immature, can we talk?"
JAMES
9/10 on the jealousy scale
secondly likely to be jealous out of all 5 members
if he sees you with another guy, he'd grab you by the waist or pull your arm and lead you home
you two would fight in the front of a restaurant during your date after seeing your old classmate of yours
you two wouldn't even speak in the car, though you could tell he was mad by the slight speeding and veins popping out of his face, dropping you off, not even looking at you or giving a kiss back
you'd reach out, asking him what's wrong and he would text dryly making you worry
he wouldn't text you back and more like show up to your house in the pouring rain, all soaked, holding a bouquet of flowers to ask for your forgiveness on the way he was acting.
MARTIN
7/10 on the jealousy scale
third to be the most jealous out of all 5 members.
martin definitely wouldnt make a scene, but he isnt as subtle as he thinks.
martin gets noticeably quieter at first while he watches the situation unfold.
his expressions for sure give him away before he even begins to speak.
after a moment or two he will slowly start to get more clingy without even realizing it by standing closer to you, finding excuses to join the conversation, and casually resting an arm on your shoulder.
if another guy is making you laugh, he suddenly has a million funny stories to tell.
"wait, listen to this.."
the competitive side of martin comes out for sure. if another guy is getting your attention, hes fighting for it.
although he can act extremely jealous, he hates admitting it. if someome points it out, he will immediately deny it.
martin wouldnt start fights over it, but he might overthink it later.
needs reassurance and doesnt even try to hide it.
but once he realizes he is overreacting, he gets embarrassed and acts like it never even happened.
SEONGHYEON
6/10 on the jealousy scale
doesn't seem to be bothered by it unless it's extreme
though like keonho, he would also question himself wondering if the guy is way better than him if it's stepping over the boundaries you set as a couple
he probably would be shy to not admit he was jealous, but his facial expressions show how he feels, kind of similar like martin
he would be mature about it, waiting for a time when you two were alone so he could express how he felt about the guy you were just talking too. you would reassure him that he was only a friend and that seonghyeon means a lot to you
after your converstation, he'd probably give you a small peck on the cheek or whisper "i love you in your ear" in his bed with keonho and martin silently judging. you both heard a little laugh come out of the both of them
JUHOON
4/10 on the jealousy scale
last to be the most jealous out of all 5 members.
juhoon gives off the vibe that he naturally trusts people and rarely assumes the worst.
if some guy is getting your attention, he genuinely doesnt care as long as your happy.
usually laughs situations off instead of dwelling on them.
but on the rare occasions he does get jealous, he most likely will keep it to himself until it passes.
juhoon is a strong believer in forcing someones attention only pushes them away and would rather wait patiently than compete with someone else.
doesnt usually compare himself to others.
sometimes he will only get jealous if someone is clearly disrespecting boundaries or intentionally trying to cause problems.
when he finally brings it up to you later, its calm, honest, and surprisingly mature.
"hey.. can i tell you something thats been bothering me?"
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You remember how it used to be, back when things were simpler and the world did not feel so heavy. Juhoon was always around, your brother’s best friend, a few years older than you with that easy confidence that made everything seem safe.
Nights when you would sneak into his room after some stupid fight with your brother or just because the house felt too loud, you would end up curled up on his bed, exhausted from whatever bullshit the day threw at you.
He never minded. He would pull you close without a word, his arms wrapping around you like a shield, and whisper against your hair, “I got you. I’m gonna protect you, always.” His voice was softer then, warmer. You believed him every single time. Those hugs lingered in your chest long after you woke up and pretended nothing happened.
It has been a while since you last saw him. A week, maybe more. Your brother invited him over tonight like it was no big deal, and you heard the front door open from your room, followed by their voices drifting down the hall.
Later Juhoon came into your room without knocking, pushing the door open like he still had every right to be there. “Can I borrow your charger?” he asked, voice casual as ever.
You were buried under your covers in an oversized hoodie and tiny shorts, hair a complete mess from tossing around. You looked like shit and you knew it. “Leave,” you muttered, tucking your head deep into the pillow, yelling the word into the fabric as you kicked your legs against the bed in frustration. The mattress bounced under the repeated slaps of your legs.
He did not leave. He stepped inside anyway and closed the door behind him with a quiet click that made your stomach tighten. He got closer, the bed dipping as he sat right next to you.
One of his hands settled on your back, warm and heavy through the thin hoodie. Your legs stopped moving instantly. You froze completely under his touch, every muscle going tense.
He laughed softly, that low sound sending vibrations through you. “It’s fine, y/n. I have seen you in a lot of states.”
His fingers started tracing slow circles on your back, gentle but deliberate, pressing just enough to make your skin burn. Your relationship with Juhoon had always been weird. You were friends but as you both grew up he became way too touchy in a way that made you really nervous standing next to him.
Now his hand felt too familiar, too much, stirring up that old soft spot you tried so hard to ignore. You wanted to pull away but you also wanted him to continue.
Ugh. Why did he always do this to you?
You felt his hand pulling away after a moment, but then he grabbed your hand instead. “I don’t know where you keep the charger.”
You did not lift your head. “Leave,” you yelled into the pillow, voice muffled and shaky with everything you were feeling.
He grabbed harder, tugging you up, forced to face him. He was so close now, his face inches from yours, towering over you even while sitting. He studied your face, eyes moving slowly over your messy hair, your flushed cheeks, your lips. You looked down, unable to hold his gaze, then got mad at yourself for it. You pushed his hand away roughly.
“You idiot,” you snapped, pointing with your finger toward the desk where the charger sat. “There it is.”
But he did not move. His fingers came up again, touching your cheek lightly, then brushing over your lashes. You blinked hard at the contact, heart slamming in your chest.
“Juhoon, what are you doing?” you whispered, voice barely there.
“You’re pretty,” he said simply, getting closer, tilting his head to the right. His eyes locked deep into yours, dark and intense, pulling you in like gravity. The air between you felt thick, charged with all the years of tension and the way he used to hold you closer.
You panicked, not knowing what the hell was going on, heart hammering so loud it drowned out everything else. You closed your eyes, waiting, breath caught in your throat. Every part of you felt alive and terrified and aching for whatever came next. You hated how badly you wanted it. How much you needed him to close that last inch.
Then you felt a light smack on your forehead. Your eyes flew open. Juhoon was pulling back slowly, getting off the bed with a grin, giggling at you like an asshole.
“You should have seen your face,” he said, still chuckling. “You were panicking so hard.”
“I hate you so much!” you shot back, face burning warm now, embarrassment flooding through you mixed with something sharper.
The disappointment sat heavy in your chest even as the tension still crackled between you, thicker than ever. He stood there by the door, charger in hand, looking at you like he knew exactly what you had been thinking, and that only made the heat in your cheeks worse.
Your skin still tingled where he had touched you, and you hated how empty the room felt the second he started to leave.
Days passed quietly after that night. Juhoon didn’t come over immediately, but the awkwardness stayed with you. You kept thinking about how he had almost closed the distance, then pulled back with a laugh, leaving you confused and embarrassed. It was hard to shake the feeling that something between you had shifted, even if you both pretended it hadn’t.
A few evenings later, he showed up again with your brother for another casual hangout. You tried to stay in your room, but eventually went to the kitchen for a drink. Juhoon was there by himself, grabbing something from the fridge.
“Hey,” he said, smiling like usual. He stepped closer than necessary, reaching past you for a snack on the counter, his arm brushing yours. “Still mad at me?”
You felt that familiar flutter of nerves mixed with frustration. He was doing it again, getting too close, acting like everything was playful and normal when it left you feeling unsteady.
This time you didn’t brush it off. You stepped back and crossed your arms. “Why do you keep doing this, Juhoon?”
He blinked, caught off guard. “Doing what?”
“This,” you said, voice quiet but firm so your brother wouldn’t overhear.
“The way you come into my room, touch my back or my face, say things like I’m pretty, then laugh and act like it’s all a joke. You pull me in and make me feel… I don’t even know. Safe and weird and confused at the same time. I’m not a little kid anymore for you to tease like that. So why? Why do you mess with me if it doesn’t mean anything?”
The words came out in a rush. You stared at him, cheeks warm, waiting for another grin or excuse.
Juhoon’s expression changed. The easy smile faded, and he rubbed the back of his neck, looking more serious than you’d seen in a long time.
“I’m sorry,” he said after a moment. “I didn’t mean to make you feel bad. I’ve been an idiot about it.” He leaned against the counter, eyes on the floor for a second before meeting yours again.
“Those nights when you used to come to my room… I meant it when I said I’d protect you. That part was real. But as we got older, it started feeling different for me. I care about you a lot, more than I probably should. I guess I teased you and got close because I didn’t know how to say it without messing everything up. I didn’t want to scare you or make things weird between all of us.”
Your heart beat faster. “So…?”
He shook his head. “I like you, y/n. Like, really like you. I’ve felt that way for a while now. I just handled it badly.”
The kitchen felt quiet except for the distant sound of the game from the living room.
You let out a shaky breath, some of the heavy confusion lifting.
“I like you too,” you admitted softly, looking down at your hands. “I’ve felt the same for a long time. That’s why it hurt when you’d pull away and laugh.”
Juhoon stepped closer, but kept a respectful distance this time. He reached out and gently squeezed your shoulder, the touch comforting.
“I won’t mess with your head anymore,” he said. “We can figure this out slowly. No pressure. Just… be honest.”
You nodded, a small smile breaking through. The tension that had built up over the days eased.
He gave your shoulder one last light squeeze before heading back toward the living room, glancing back with a softer grin. You stayed in the kitchen a moment longer, heart lighter, the years of quiet feelings finally out in the open.
꒰ synopsis ꒱ : juhoon and yn have always been rivals academically, they were always against each other, always beefing and bickering. and everyone knows that....or so they thought
08' juhoon x f!reader academic rivals to lovers swearing banter swearing friend groups fluff non idol au chaos teasing humor (I think)
word count: 5.2k (5249 words)
xiu : hello!!! first post in the writers community! I hope you guys enjoy!! <3 however there might be some grammatical errors and would like to give a heads up as english isn't my first language! and that this was not proof read (so it might suck- but oh well)
reblogs and feedback are welcome! <3
academics, was the only thing that validated you from when you were younger and up until the day that someone beat you for first rank. and that was none other than the one and only kim juhoon. he was new and only transferred during the second semester of year one and he now had beaten you for first rank. from then onwards and all the way till now, high school, everyone knew the two of you as toppers. the both of you guys were always on each others throats for something, anything knowledge or grade related. your classmate thought that you guys would kill each other before you graduated.
however, what both friend groups failed to notice or what your classmates failed to see, was the fact that you guys fell for each other long ago. or the two were just too good at hiding it, just to avoid the questions.
present day;
"yn? are you okay? you don't look okay," iroha asks with quite a concerned look on her face. as you were currently planted face down on your desk after taking the ap physics c final, that you had crammed for.
"she looks like she's been hit with the white truck that you see in k-dramas when directors don't know how to kill a character for the plot," wonhee states knowingly. "i should've studied more-" you exhaled loudly lifting your head up to face your best friends.
"girl, what? we literally just took the exam and now you're stressed about the outcome? come on ynnie lets not be a pessimist right now." iroha sighs before lifting you up to sit straight. "don't worry yn, you'll pass with flying colours, you're literally the topper" wonhee points out pulling you into a hug.
clicking of school shoes come closer, looking up, you see a classmate of yours coming up to you. "dunno but, youre an actual academic weapon i don't know what you're worried about" she says with quite condescending tone looking at you.
"pardon me, but im more of a academic victim rather than an academic weapon. but thank you" you state.
"am i hearing that ynnie didn't think she did well on the exam we just took?" seonghyeon teased leaning back to the three desks you and your girls sat. "fuck off, seonghyeon" wonhee squints at your twin brother
"dude, if you didn't pass that exam mom's gunna kill you" you say annoyed. "im pretty sure i passed that exam yn, there's a reason why im not stressing." seonghyeon banters.
"yn, im being for real right now you literally studied for ten chapters of materials in three hours while me and wonhee were stuck on four chapters" iroha hugs you while rubbing your back.
"i mean you'd think she just needs more studying but i think she's just not using her time wisely enough." someone coughs out. "no, i think it is just a bit more studying, juhoon." you reiterate going along with his banter. "sure it was, remember last exam where you got 0.05 points lower than me? yeah you definitely need more than just studying to do," juhoon retorts.
"dude, thats only 0.05 points that barely anything."
"0.05 points is still 0.05 points higher than you, which makes me first."
"don't get on me for being only 0.05 points higher. there's still other exams"
"other exams are nothing, i'll still get higher like last time"
"don't be too sure about that juhoon."
"yeah... no thanks im sure that i'll get higher than you"
"and that percentage is like what, like one or two percent. be so for real"
"even if you get higher i'm still ahead so it won't hurt me"
"yeah, so-"
"guys are we done? ms kwon just came in" keonho whispered
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days later;
walking out of your english language class to go get lunch, all you hear is commotion by the school auditorium. wonhee joined you by clinging onto your arm, "final grades just got posted, do you wanna check it out?"
"oh. so thats what it was all about"
"definitely, lets go" iroha suggested while also scaring the crap out of the both of you, as she did come out of nowhere.
"holy shit you scared me-" wonhee complained, however that didn't really do anything as iroha dragged both of you to the auditorium hallways.
"it's so crowded here" you say looking around
"no shit captain obvious" a voice says from behind you.
from the voice you could tell that it was juhoon. "checking your grades too juhoon?" you taunt. "why else would i be here? i'd rather not be here so that i don't have to hear you say that the point difference is nothing"
"it is when you're talking about a .00 point difference"
"thats what they all say"
squeezing through the crowd was a tough one, although you did have juhoon behind you for support ( people are violent and they don't care ). finally you guys got to the front of the charts.
looking at the score charts, you see your name first then looking horizontally across to check for your ap physics c grade it was a score of 103. looking over to juhoons grade it was a score of 105.
"talk about academic victim you literally got over hundred" iroha says nudging you. "yeah thats because of the bonus questions she solved, too!! your a literal weapon." wonhee exclaims.
" i knew i did one of the steps wrong." you say defeated
"what do you mean? you got over hundred" your two friends look at you.
"he got a full score"
"oh"
the three of you guys looked at each other and knew what was going to go down.
"as i was saying, she doesn't just need more studying" you hear juhoon remind. "we both know that"
"go easy on her, you guys have to stop bickering its been 11 years" someone coming in says
"james hyung."
he was one of the TA's that comes here to help out the teachers, normally during his free time throughout the day in between his classes, its a fun part time job. he was your guys seniors a few years back so you basically grew up with him.
"leave the poor girl alone"
"i didn't even do anything" but you could see the 'you know what i mean' look that james was giving to him. you couldn't help but snicker to yourself
"juhoon you do know that there is the final project for the end of the school year so i wouldn't slack off if i were you" you point out after remembering what your teacher said.
"i never was planning to, but i do see you not getting higher than me."
"and how would you know? because last time i checked i was always the first to submit my projects and got higher than you in them"
"like what a percent or two difference?"
"actually its a whole 3 percent, so i dunno what you're on about"
"three points is nothing"
"then 0.05 points is also nothing"
"exams and projects are different"
"so? you get resources for projects so you should be getting higher"
"says who, exactly?"
"literally every other person"
"not every other person has groups members that don't do shit"
"well that sucks for you, I still got 3 percent higher than you"
"say that to the exam where you got a 95 percent"
"you didn't just bring that up, juhoon you were the one-"
"guys we get it you guys rival each other but can we please go get lunch, you cannot have keonho starving" martin asks trying to leave the humid hallway.
"you mean you and keonho?" iroha laughs, martin gave up long ago ever since that one time where he and iroha both got dragged into the feud of higher grades that one time during grade 4. "haha, very funny"
...
normally the two of your friend groups would sit at the furthest lunch tables away from each other, but thanks to fate or whatever you want to call it, and it was basically trying to expose the two of you by leaving one table by the windows open.
"oh you've got to be kidding me." you sighed, definitely not because you had to sit with your public rival with both your groups of friends. you could hear your best friends shutter. making eye contact with juhoon while the rest of your friends went to grab lunch, you exchanged eye contact sending signals hoping they don't do anything stupid.
"don't say anything stupid" you whisper, placing your bag next to you while you get yourself situated.
"don't worry about it, relax"
few minutes later when your groups of friends decide to comeback and join the two of you at the table seeing that the two of you were sitting at the very opposite ends of the table diagonal from each other.
"im surprised that they didn't kill each other when we were gone" seonghyeon comments
"yeah because the both of them have there noses in their laptops" wonhee says pointing at the two of you.
"what are you guys even doing? there aren't any exams coming up, we just finished" iroha asks setting her tray down
"preliminary research" you answer not looking up
"for what??"
"possible topics for the upcoming project"
"she didn't say anything about it did she?"
"she said, the topic was electricity & magnetism" both you and juhoon answered. looking up from your laptop you shoot him a glare. "dang, i didn't know you guys were linked like that" keonho laughed awkwardly from the tension he felt.
"thats because we aren't" the both of you answered again, at the same time.
"okay we get it, you guys want to be top performers but like you guys gotta relax" martin mutters after shoving food into his mouth. "highkey i agree with him for once" iroha says
"i do relax" juhoon iterates not even looking up from the laptop.
"and im 5'0"
"frick off martin"
"chill twinski"
"yn, i think you should eat" wonhee pushes a plate of food towards you. "no thanks"
"your grades aren't going to run from you ynnie"
"they technically are if im not reviewing or studying"
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weeks later; (friday)
today was the day where groups for the final semester project would be announced by your physics teacher, you were quite excited to see who you would be paired with, as you liked to work with new people, although you were an introvert funny enough. however, there was a obstacle for this group project, as since the groups were being picked so there is a chance for you and juhoon to be paired together. but then if you guys were grouped together you guys would need to put on the act for longer since both of your guys friends are always round you both.
anticipating the final project groups, people were already trying to figure out ways to convince your teacher to change the groups. currently you were sitting next to your two best friends however every time new groups are picked, the seats changes.
"who do you think mr. baek's going to group together?" wonhee asks "dunno, but he's literally not going to pair us together" iroha replies.
"how come?" you wonder looking at your best friend
"because there is a reason why he let us choose our own seats in the beginning of the year and our groups for the last project"
"oh- what?? that was the reason for him to allow us to seat wherever we wanted?" wonhee gasped in betrayal.
"i mean thats okay, working with new people is good"
"i dunno about that" you answer
"why?"
"it's because there's a chance of ynnie being grouped with you know who" wonhee explains for you.
"don't jinx me"
"alright everyone, eyes up here." mr baek says ringing a bell that was situated on his desk
"as you all know final projects are coming up and this time it'll be working as a group or as pairs depending in how well you worked on your own or with other peers" he continues.
"so we have for this class: 3 groups of 5 students, 1 group of 4 students, and 2 groups of 3 students"
...
"now for the last group of five we have martin, keonho, seonghyeon, wonhee and iroha"
"and finally our group of two, yn and juhoon" mr baek said putting the list down
"what the actual hell" one of your classmates said raising his hand,
"mr lee mind your language. what do you need?"
"mr baek why would you put the two smartest kids together thats not fair"
wonhee and iroha looks at you with a grin giving you the look of a i told you so moment
"because, it wouldn't be fair if i put them into two other groups since then there then would be 4 groups that don't have 'the smartest kids in class'
"and before anyone one of you guys asks no i won't be allowing member swaps, as i can already see some of you guys looking at each other"
...
"no because why would he do that??" you groan
"oh he wants to see your down fall" iroha concludes
"you'll be okay right yn? please don't kill each other"
"i can't promise anything" you say collecting your things sliding them into your bag.
...
currently 20:00pm. the seven of you ended up in the school library to discuss about what you would do for the project for a few hours.
when you all got there a few hours ago the five of your friends quickly shuffled into seats so they you can juhoon could work together rather than hear bicker with them about not wanting to sit next to each other even though you guys were literally in a pair together. it was okay though, since wonhee was still sitting next to you however across from you was juhoon.
it was genuinely exhausting having to act like the two of you hated each others guts for three hours after school. normally the two of you would leave the school separately then meet up afterwards to have juhoon walk you home.
currently though you and juhoon were finishing up the project's outline (not really since you finished the project outline like almost an hour into the project session).
"how are you holding up" wonhee whispers to you "you haven't even talked to him about what you guys were going to do"
"i ended up just using the google doc, its easier not to raise my voice at him" you whisper back as she nods understanding
"uh, so how about we wrap it up for today and meet here same time monday?" martin suggesting to his group members mainly to iroha and wonhee (god this was so awkward)
"sure" iroha answers
"do you guys want to go grab ice cream, like the shop down the street? that project lowkey drained me, if not i'll just go with yn and iroha" wonhee offers
the boys looked at each other then nodded
"great!"
"i'll sit this one out, my mom's expecting me home for dinner" you say with your bag already packed. "awwh that sucks, i should definitely go home, we don't want aunty mad"
"i'll head home too, i gotta feed my turtles its their dinner time" juhoon states.
"you have turtles?" iroha asks
"yes"
"oh-" she gets cut off as juhoon leaves the table
"what's up with him?" wonhee asks
"he's always like that with his turtles, they're like his kids i swear" keonho exhales
"im gonna go, eat well" you muttered to your two friends before leaving"
...
the moment you stepped out the library you receive a text
[hoon❤️]: love, did you leave yet?
[you]: just left
[hoon❤️]: meet me on the next block
...
you were almost there when you spotted juhoon waiting by the traffic lights
"hoon!" you jumped (not literally) into his arms
"hi my love"
"are you going to drop me off or are you going to stay for dinner?" you ask while the both of you start to walk to the direction of your house
"i might stay for awhile, but i do need to go feed turtle and choco"
"mmm okok"
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juhoon ended up planning a date for the two of you on sunday after the both of you had finished the project at your house.
currently you were getting ready for him to pick you up, not only did he not tell you where you guys were going he was also being oddly specific on what not to wear, such as: light colors, sandals, and to put your hair up.
you ended wearing a white laced cami under a brown baby doll top with a pair of your favorite jeans and a pair of doc martins
just as you were putting on your lip gloss your phone buzzes with a message:
[hoon❤️]: i'm outside my love
smiling you type back immediately:
[you]: coming!
...
"hoonie!" you exclaim going down the steps of the porch with your boots making a tapping sound every step you take.
"hi baby, you look cute" he said wrapping his arms around you
"so i didn't look cute yesterday?" you query at him with a squint.
"i am not falling for your rage bait my love, but you didn't look cute yesterday you're correct, you looked attractive" he says taking your hand into his.
"what rage bait?"
"you know what you're talking about my love"
"i don't know, but okay"
"where are we going anyways" you ask while you follow behind him
"ah, thats a secret for me to know and for you to find out my love"
"are you sure youre not going to sell me off to some random crack head?"
"i would never"
"mmm i think iroha and wonhee would disagree." you state as a matter of fact while he just exhales a laugh
"yeah? wait till they find out we've been together for over six years."
"don't jinx it!!"
"you say that to everything"
...
the both of you ended up arriving at a cafe. bells ring as he opens the door and you step in.
the cafe was filled with flowers on one side with a flower bench while the other was filled with all the pastries and breads you could ever want
"woah" you let out a gasp as you looked around
"you like it my love?" he asked as he takes you to a table by the windows while also has a sign written 'for miss yn and the mister she loves'
"of course i love it baby, thank you!!" you beam
"stay here, i'll be back"
a few moments later a barista comes with two drinks setting them on your table, one was your favorite drink while the other was juhoon's.
juhoon comes back with a large bouquet of flowers filled with your favorite flowers and a card, he sets it on the table
"hoon, what the heck- where in the world did you get that large of a bouquet from"
"you don't have to worry where i got the flowers from, do you like them?"
"i love them"
"there's a card?"
"you should read the card my love"
you nodded leaning to get the card that was attached to the bouquet. it was in an envelope that felt oddly heavy, you turned to look at him with a raised eyebrow which in turn he looks back at you with an 'i don't know, look yourself' look.
opening the envelope it read:
to my other half, my love, and my best friend:
from the day i moved to your elementary school, you've always kept me studying the hardest. from getting together in grade 6 no one ever knew, not because i didn't want to but you liked the fun of it being between the two of us, no one prying at us or judging. to now after six years where you cheer the hardest for me when no one is looking. i want you to know that i'll love you forever, and the ring is to show my commitment and a promise for us to grow together.
and on the bottom there attached a ring, it was sliver with the prettiest gemstone that you've laid your eyes upon
you turned looked at him with tear filled eyes, "really?" your voice trembled
"aw, my love why are you crying, of course. i'm being serious" he says pulling you in, your head resting on his chest
"so is it a yes to the ring?"
"its an a million times yes" you laugh wiping your eyes, he put the ring on your finger. a promise to grow and stay with you
...
you were finishing a drink while still in his arms, the cafe's bells rung again signaling that another customer is coming in, you look up not expecting anyone you knew. but little did you know
it was juhoon's friends including TA james, your eyes widened
"hoon-"
"i know my love, it'll be okay i promise" he said patting your head, you were mentally thankful that you were faced away from them.
you could hear them talking about songs, music, thrifting and others
your heart nearly dropped when someone came over to the table.
"juhoon?" a voice said with footsteps following
"hey james hyung" he said in a voice that was way to calm to be almost exposed on having a whole ass secret relationship
you were praying that he didn't see the sign on the table that said your name
"i didn't think you'd be here, who is that? your girlfriend?"
"mhm"
"since when did you have a girlfriend?" another voice cut in which you presume it to be martin
"since like forever"
"is she asleep?" the voice questioned"
you pinched juhoon with your hand that was hidden to signal to him not the tell
"no, she's just resting"
"who is it anyways-"
"you'll know" he cut him off before he asked anything else
"okay sure, have fun on your date, we'll go first" you heard as the bells on the door rang again.
you raise your head from his chest "holy cow, that scared me-" while juhoon just laughed at you,
"you were way to calm when they came up to us"
"what's wrong with being calm?"
"no, you were to calm to be talking like that when we hid our relationship from them for like forever"
"youre overthinking it baby"
"no im not"
"yes you are"
"fine"
when you were about to reach for your drink from the table the door bursts open following with two people rushing in
"how the hell did you leave your wallet here"
"bro, i don't know"
"your smart but apparently not that smart"
before you were able to look at who they were, their eyes were widened and jaws were dropped-
shit.
"yn?" "juhoon?"
"uhh hey..." you wave at james and martin awkwardly
"what the hell."
"what am i looking at right now" martin's eyes looked like they were about to fall out
"fix your face" james said judging martin as if he didn't do the same a moment ago
they walked over and you thought that your life was going to be over, but juhoon's arm stayed secured to your waist.
"when did this happen?? weren't you guys bickering like on friday" martin pointed at the two of you still looking bamboozled by the fact that he was seeing the two of you together.
"surprise?" you say trying you best to hide the fact that you weren't scared out of your mind
"so thats why you were hiding"
"no"
"yes"
"leave her alone martin" james said patting martin on the back
"how are you not shocked??"
"i had a feeling"
"you what???"
you looked at juhoon, sending him signals as you didn't know what to do after this whole thing of martin and james finding out
"there's no way"
"i saw them at the bus stop together when they were going home a while ago" james casually drops
"you guys won't tell anyone right?" juhoon asked looking at them
"you know i won't" james replies "however about this one, you'll have to tape his mouth shut" he points
"hey!"
"its true"
"juhoon its not fair, you legit are sitting here with you girlfriend which apparently now is also your sworn enemy since you were in first grade?" Martin says dramatically falling into the chair in front of you
"you could help us?" juhoon suggests knowing that martin liked being a part of things that allows him deceive people
"mmmm fine."
──── ୨୧ ────
next day: (monday)
you were glad that james look it well? not that he cared really about the drama or the tension between you and juhoon. he was more greatful for the fact that you and juhoon would stop bickering in front of him.
walking into the school you could already see keonho looking at you, oh martin was a dead man to you now. keonho wouldn't look at you like that if martin didn't spill anything to him
"yn"
"keonho"
"so, you and juhoon huh?" he looked at you with a raised brow
"not a single word." you pointed at him
"only if you tell how you guys got together"
"no"
"then its a no from me too"
"youre such a party pooper, im telling"
"telling who? no ones going to be believe you" you said shrugging
"martin said he saw you guys together"
"he has no evidence so how does that prove that he actually saw it?"
"youre no fun"
"you literally called me a party pooper what do you want me to say"
"fine, ill catch you guys another time"
...
you walked into class carrying a few books that you loaned from the schools library, well technically only one or two of them were yours, the others were for juhoon. he mentioned wanting to read them so you picked them up after seeing them on the library's shelf.
"yn!" you hear wonhee pipped from next your seat, giving you a wave
"hey"
“you finished the books that you got last week already?” iroha queried looking through the pile of books that you set onto the table
“yeah, why?”
“nothing, i just can’t fathom how you finish books so fast. you legit borrowed like six books last time”
“i dunno, i just read and i get carried away sometimes” you replied pulling an extra bag from your backpack”
“wait yn what is that”
“what is what?”
“on your finger yn”
just in time martin, keonho, seonghyeon, and juhoon enters throught the doors
“yn give me your hand” wonhee nagged with her hand out
“is that an engagement ring??” iroha blurted a little too loud pointing at the ring that was currently sitting on your left hands ring finger
“What.” you hear someone say
“yn- what? an engagement ring?” seonghyeon hesitated looking at you then looking at your hand that you were currently trying to pull away from wonhee
“seonghyeon its not an engagement ring” you panicked waving your hands looking at him. at the same you saw martin again with the same face: his eyes looked like they were about to fall out of his eye sockets. then you see keonho giving you a confused look.
“if its not an engagement ring then what ring is it because what other ring besides a wedding ring is worn on this finger” wonhee questioned
“its a promise ring”
“a what? since when did you have a boyfriend”
“you have a boyfriend and never told us?!” iroha gasped pulling her hands to her chest
“forget you guys, im literally her twin brother and she didn’t even tell me she had a boyfriend” seonghyeon cut in
“yn, who is it? how long have you guys dated for him to give you a promise ring?” iroha asked bombarding you with questions
“yeah how long has it been, because theres no way that its been long enough for him to give you a promise ring- doesn’t a promise ring mean like a place holder for an engagement ring?” wonhee continues
“uhhh, its been a good few years” you replied fidgeting with your hands
“few years?!” both wonhee and iroha’s jaw dropped
“how many years is a few years?”
“uhm”
“how many years yn”
you look at juhoon pleading for help. you didnt know if you should answer then nor did you know if juhoon would even want to tell everyone. but all he did was give you a nod signalling you to just tell them
“six years.” you mumble into your hands
“how many years??”
“six”
“what.” you hear seonghyeon say
“what do you mean six years?! thats like almost over a decade!” wonhee yelped her hands flying to your shoulders
“yeah?”
“almost years and you dont tell us?” iroha continued with the most disappointed look on her face
“you know what, forget about the ring, even forget the fact that yn dated someone for six years and told no one. yn who is the secret boyfriend that you dated for that long without even peeping a word to anyone about?” wonhee urged
“someone”
“well its obviously someone”
“no its a donkey”
“ynnn just tell us, you can’t just show up to school with a promise ring and not tell us who your boyfriend is”
“if i tell you who it is you won’t believe me” you answer pulling you hands onto the desk
“ha! i knew it. its juhoon isnt it?” keonho says realizing that you lied straight to his face
“ahn, thats the most stupid shit i’ve heard coming out of your mouth and you say alot of stupid things” wonhee sighed
you could tell that martin and juhoon were close to die of holding in their laugh
“wonhee, iroha” you say
“dont tell me its actually juhoon”
“my boyfriend of six years is juhoon”
“what.”
“but you guys always bicker about the slightest things- not only that but you guys talk bad about each other all the time. what do you mean juhoon’s your boyfriend”
“And for six years??” wonhee and iroha couldn’t believe what they were hearing or what the heck just came out of your mouth
“yeah, thats my boyfriend” you answer hoping that they wont attack you
“so you guys dont actually hate each other's guts?” seonghyeon points at juhoon and you
“wait does mom and dad know?”
“yeah, it was more of acting instead? all i can say is that it was fake” you answer
“you tricked us?!” wonhee dramatically falls onto her desk next to you
“no- they basically tricked the entire school” martin points out
“so i technically could have had juhoon over? bro the two of you are menaces” seonghyeon realized
“technically yes”
“man frick you”
“wait, yn you said you guys got together six years ago wasn’t that in like grade 6?” iroha pondered
“yeah”
“thats insane”
during that conversation you didn’t even notice that juhoon had moved to sit beside you, juhoon was holding your hand not until keonho said, “now that its out they’re going to be insufferable”
SYPNOSIS ; People say opposite attracts and in a way that's true especially if they were to describe the dynamics between Martin and Pauline – it all started 3 years ago when their friendship first came to bloom and from that day on they became the '' inseparable package'' , always hip to hip with each other, the kind of "best friends" everyone assumes will inevitably get married – they know each other’s coffee orders, share keys to each other's apartments, and speak a private language built from years of shared history
From the outside perspective, it is a perfect and an ideal picture of both love and comfort – But behind closed doors, away from the eyes of the outside world, it is a beautifully packaged tragedy
Martin Edwards Park — is an open book, entirely transparent in his quiet devotion. He had spent exactly 3 years and 5 months waiting on the threshold of Pauline's heart – starving for a single glimpse of her true, unfiltered emotions. He doesn't want the polite, gentle, perfect version of her. No, he wants her true self, the raw and ugly parts of her, the messy, broken parts she hides so fiercely
Jung Pauline Eun — haunted by the belief that everything beautiful eventually falls apart, treats their intimacy like a fragile glass ornament. She loves Martin more than anyone else – but her fear of abandonment has created an unbreakable armor that she had built for years to protect her fragile heart – whenever they get too close to crossing the line into lovers, she retreats into the safety of their "friendship" label, convincing herself it's better for the two of them, while ignoring the silent cracks of her heart.
Their type of story wasn't bound to be perfect – but that won't stop Him to try again and again and again, one thing for sure is that he wants her in every selfishly and whole heartedly way
When a series of quiet crises forces them into closer proximity, the three-year-old boundary wall begins to fracture — as Martin's patient yearning turns into desperate exhaustion, Pauline must face the most terrifying choice of her life — keep hiding in the safety of her loneliness, or risk ruining the friendship to experience the only love she has ever truly wanted
Hearts get shattered, desperation grew only more
But the question remain —
Will they make it?
⊹ M.edwards x J.pauline ( oc ) ( can also be read as y/n )
⭐ Genre ⤿ Right person fearful time, ANGST ( with hope?), mutual pining, yearner!martin, friends to less than lovers, miscommunications, slow burn, opposite attracts, Martin and oc are both in university, oc/reader is highly unreadable, subtle unhealthy coping mechanisms, a lot of yearning ( gulps ), kinda one sided (?) , anxious avoidant attachments.
ʚɞ ; This is just a little sneak peak at my first official long fic! this fic will not be in chapters by chapters, it will be one fic alone. After seeing his cover y'all know i had to do it, dont worry my babies it will be release soon!!
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