warnings: well angst (idk wanna give away the ending but cheating)
a/n: woahhh this is my first angst. i always wanted to start on it but i wasn’t sure whether i would have a good idea but here it is. it’s a very basic idea i know but i wanted to give it a shot soooooo here it is. (it’s been a while since i made progress on it but i wanted to post something so here is the part 1!!)
You always knew that your boyfriend loved to conserve his energy by just not moving. However, he always made an exception for you. Jeonghan would take the extra mile and even wake up early for you. Impromptu date? He would always be up for it. And he would try his darndest to show up unless he had a comeback coming soon to work for.
Jeonghan had his little quirks that you got used to quickly. Sometimes he would text you endlessly and other times, he would be quiet. Although you could understand that as well, there was a certain level for everyone before social exhaustion hit. His quirks made you realise that sometimes it was the little things that you loved about him. Like the morning kiss he gave every time you woke up in his bed or with him in any bed. That little kiss was short but yet conveyed so much emotion.
And with the boys now on a break, you decided that you be there for him everyday in simple ways. You popped by the dorms to cook him or the other members some food and just chill and the both of you would go for dates more often. And as your one year anniversary approached, there was an itch in your mind that you could not get rid off.
That little itch pointed out that your boyfriend’s quiet days were becoming more and more frequent. You always broke the silence by checking in with him but his replies would be curt. That tiny itch also pointed out that your boyfriend would show up late for dates or cancel dates at least weekly. And yet, you shook off the little itch, thinking it was nothing.
You also kept a strong relationship with the boys. Most of the time, you were able to reciprocate their level of crackheadedness and they loved you for it. Aside from being crackheads, they also assisted you with ensuring that Jeonghan’s mental state was stable. And with Jeonghan acting weird, you voiced your queries to the boys and most of them seemed to notice it as well but were not as worried as you were. The members also voiced out their theories,
“Maybe he’s just practicing by himself”
“I do see him in the studio more often”
“But that was until a couple months ago”
“Or maybe he’s planning something”
They were...not of help.
And you decided you would keep an extra eye out for any more abnormal behaviour.
It took about another month to actually notice anything but you were still unsure of what to do with that information. You had convinced Jeonghan to go over to the new apartment you just bought for dinner, a movie and a definite sleepover. You wanted to bring up sharing this apartment since you didn’t want to intrude on the rest of the boys if you wanted to have impromptu movie night.
Everything was arranged perfectly. You cooked dinner and when you were done, you excitedly set the table and waited patiently on the couch. It was five minutes to the time you both decided on when you received a text from him saying that he would be about an hour late with many apologies. You waved it off, seeing as he was always busy nowadays and you decided to wait the hour for him to arrive.
And yet, he wasn’t an hour late but two hours late. He staggered into the apartment looking exhausted. A sigh was let out when he saw you sitting expectantly on the couch with a confused look on your face.
“Oh god, y/n, I’m so sorry. It’s just...today was a dressed practice and we had other things to go over and perfect.” Jeonghan moved over to you and stroked your hair as he continued. “I swear I’ll make this up to you okay? We can still eat dinner and watch a movie”
You knew that it might not be the entire truth but as he stroked your hair, you took a whiff and knew something was off. You leaned away from Jeonghan, stood up and went to serve dinner, telling Jeonghan to change into some clean clothes.
He went to do as you told him and you sat at the dining table and pondered over your options. He came out of your bathroom, hair still dry and dressed in a loose shirt and sweatpants.
Your dinner had something off with it as well. Your conversations were not as smooth and easy as they usually were. Jeonghan seemed to be more focused on eating the food then trying to engage in conversation which, at the moment, you were fine with. You needed the time to think about whether you were finally going to voice your suspicions.
Your internal battle ended with you deciding to speak up.
Jeonghan insisted on cleaning the dishes, another simple way to make it up to you. It only granted you more time to decide on what to say and when to say it. When he was done, he headed over to where you were and asked you which movie you wanted to watch.
“Jeonghan...”
“Hmm?”
“Be honest with me will you,” You could hear the plead creep into your voice.
“Always, y/n,” his reply was short but Jeonghan seemed to not know where this was going.
“Where were you today? The truth this time please,”
You could practically see the gears in Jeonghan’s brain turning.
“The truth? I told you, didn’t I? There was a dressed practice today. Why worry about it?” He started to frown.
You made your way to the bathroom to take your “evidence”.
You came back holding his white shirt, tossed it to him and told him to take a whiff.
“Tell me what you smell...”
“Um...perspiration? I did have a dressed practice today,”
“Wine, Jeonghan...there’s a wine stain. And why would be there be a wine stain from the dressed practice?” You started rattling off the questions you had the moment he stepped into the house.
Before he could even start explaining, you continued your interrogation with no intention of stopping.
“And why is there....a...” your voice was starting to crack, “a lipstick stain? Why? Because I haven’t seen you for the past week...”
summary/prompt: you and your best friend made a pact. you both agreed that if neither of you had gotten married by the age 30 then you’d marry one another. it’s now time to fulfil that promise, the thing is, over the years, your best friend has become the leader of mafia. you have become city’s top prosecutor
warnings: cursing, mentions of blood and violence
a/n: i got this prompt from an ig account called writing.prompts.re and the moment i saw it, i thought it was perfect to write about sooooo here it is :)))
on a side note, i do try to keep my reader’s “character” as genderless as possible, but i finally realise that i can do more to be more accepting. so from now on, i’m going to use they/them pronouns for the reader and if you notice, i also try to keep the reader’s past relationships genderless as well so that i don’t stay too heteronormative. so i really hope that you won't mind and this will obviously change how i write but i hope that you can still appreciate it anyway!!
You were never known for a sloppy memory. But you have never wanted to forget anything more than this, considering the reminder was in your hand. Said reminder was in the form of a letter. Now that you look at the letter, you even remember writing it...you remember sitting at the cafe with your best friend at that time. And if you think even harder, you can roughly recall how the conversation went...
“This is just sad....”, you pouted.
“What is? The fact you get to spend time with your best friend???” Jisoo was starting to tease you about your mood. You felt the biggest eyeroll come out of you.
“No, you idiot. I’m probably gonna end up sad and alone...I doubt I’m gonna be married by 30...”A sigh came out of you. You knew it was still a little young to think about it but being an only child, your parents had always told you that you would need to carry on the family line. But how were you going to that when you barely had time to have a relationship in the first place? How would you even find som-
“Hmm how about this....if the both of us aren’t married by 30....we’ll marry each other.” Jisoo said it with such confidence that you almost agreed without actually processing the idea.
“The fuck? You complain that my crackheadedness is tiring already and you want propose a marriage?” Needless to say, you were at a lost for words.
“Well...it is sort of a last resort for the both of us. And I’m pretty sure that the both of us will find someone by then....soooo, deal?”
You could tell that he was being serious about this, that this wasn’t a jokey “haha here’s a weird idea”. And you thought to yourself, ‘Why not? It’s not like Jisoo would be the worst person to marry if it came down to it..’
“Then, it’s a deal. If we are both lonely, sad losers at the age of thirty, we’ll marry each other. Let’s seal the deal with a letter...” You declared your decision.
Why younger you chose a letter you can’t remember well but knowing yourself, it would have had something to do with a letter writing phase at that time of life. It would get really stressful and writing letters were therapeutic for you. You had found one of those services that holds on to letters and that would send them out at a later date. Both you and Jisoo agreed for the date to be the first day of the year after since Jisoo was born near end of year so a few days wouldn’t hurt right.
And with the letter dealt with, the both of you had went on with your lives. You remember that you parted ways with him because you disagreed with some friends of his. They would sometimes get into trouble and with you studying law, you didn’t know how to feel about this and when you voiced your troubles to Jisoo, he had dismissed them entirely and said that if you didn’t like it, you could leave. And to his surprise, you actually did.
With that letter in your hand, you brushed the thought aside. You knew long ago that it was a joke. And you left for work, knowing that with your recent promotion to the top prosecutor position, you would have a mountain of cases to look through. The blood, sweat and tears that took for you to finally be promoted to this esteemed position paid off. You knew that it was an honour to be where you wanted to be. This expectation stemmed from your own overachieving tendencies and the fact that your parents had also worked in law, along with several family members. Being an only child only fuelled that expectation further and as such, people who were close to you understood that sometimes you had to pour your free time into cases as well. You had lost many relationships that way, with your partners saying that you never spared them any time or that you loved your job more than them or the fact that you could always procure a solid point in any fight due to your experience in court.
And with every failed relationship, you came to accept that with your work life, you would never be able to find a partner understanding enough. Although that meant that you having a lasting relationship was low, you were content. That feeling came from knowing that you tried and you could accept if it wasn't written in the book of fate for you to find a loving partner.
The letter brought you back down to earth. You were shocked, to say the least, that you didn't even open it until you drove to work. You obviously knew what was written inside but weren’t ready to face it yet but you knew you would have to sooner or later. You heaved a sigh and read the letter;
Dear future me,
I know that this might be sudden and this might not even apply to you now but you made a deal. Do you remember it? The deal might not even apply ti you now and it might sound crazy but hear me -yourself- out okay?
If you aren’t married by now, well then you are kind of engaged to JIsoo...go give him a call or something
And if you are, well then, you can throw this or keep it for a laugh lol
Love,
Me
You recalled how close the two of you were. All the random hang outs and Netflix sessions at each others houses. All those sweet moments where you remembered why the both of you because friends in the first place. Those thoughts brought a grin to your face.
Until you remembered why the friendship broke off..
You were starting to worry about Jisoo. Especially about the company he was hanging out with. They were definitely not of the savoury type. You passed it off at first, until you realised that it was affecting Jisoo as well. And that was when you knew, you had to speak up about it once and for all.
You were nervous. This would obviously not be a very comfortable experience but you just knew it had to be done. You decided that it would be best to bring it up as nonchalantly as you could which happened to be during a platonic Netflix and chill session.
“Hey Jisoo,” you began shakily.
“Yea?” He seemed to not expect anything, which was advantageous to you.
“Umm, about you know, Seungcheol and your other friends...are you sure it’s...you know...in your best interest to be uhh hanging out with them?” It took you a lot of effort to bring this up.
He heaved a sigh.
“y/n, it’s really none of business and also not in your best interest to ask...Plus, it’s not like you know what’s best for me and you also do not know anything about them.. ” Jisoo was understandably irritated. This was not the first time that you had hinted about this.
His comment had really gotten under your skin. What’s best for him?? He says that you would not know, even though you spent the better half of your lives looking out and taking care of each other. And yet, he now cites that you don’t know anything about them either...
“I know plenty about the riff-raff you are hanging out with. They are borderline CRIMINALS!” You don’t know why you had shouted that last word but it definitely took a weight off your chest.
It also seemed to dislodge Jisoo’s surprisingly calm attitude.
“You don’t know anything so don’t say shit that you will never understand! You were brought up with privilege you never knew you had. My friends didn’t so I don't see what’s wrong with me making sure that get that privilege now. And that’s all I’m going to say about it. If you aren’t happy, then you can leave.”
And you did. You left that day and never looked back on your friendship. And if you had physically turned around that moment, you would have seen the broken look on Jisoo’s face. But you walked off, towards the future that you never knew was coming.
The memories plagued you sometimes and there were moments where you felt guilty, after all in your line of work, you knew that sometimes the accused were partly innocent but a job was a job. And with that memory resurfacing, you shook it off and continued your day as per normal.
It was a long day, full of paperwork and meetings about new cases and everyone was blabbering about a group that was becoming dangerously powerful. It was a mafia at this point and you knew that one day, you would have to face them and try your best to put them behind bars.
You were more than happy to reach home and take a nice long shower and just..relax for ten minutes. But before you could even put your bags down, your phone rang.
It annoyed you. The probability of it being someone from work calling about a missing file was high. And you answered the phone with an annoyed, “What”
“Is that how you greet everyone, darling?”
The voice was lilting and somewhat familiar and yet, you couldn't place your finger on it.
aight imma end it here for now, this has been in the drafts for a while as i was slowly writing this
as usual, feedback is welcomed!! thanks for making it this far!!!!
heya guys, as the title says, i have three weeks left of exams left before i can come back here and start writing again. oh my god i really miss writing here and just writing to my little weird romantic heart's content. gah i really wanna write something soft but i can't focus on being soft when everything around me is chaotic as fuck right now. i am so looking forwaed to my exams ending so that i can start working on some stuff *wink wink nudge nudge*
also talking about the works in progress, i currently have four drafts and one might be about that summer series i was talkin about
hello!! you might be new or you might be just checking if the rules are updated, but i do hope that you can take what is written here into consideration when you request things
honestly, i was debating about whether i should make this post. whether it would be necessary, but now that i think about it, i should do this cause i don't really want to reject any requests from any users that are unaware of what i am uncomfortable with. so i'll make it clear here :)
rules:
no toxic/abusive relationship with the members, even if it is an original character, i won't go in depth about it.
no smut requests please, it's already stated in my bio that i do fluff and angst, if you really want smut, i can recommend different blogs for that specifically (i honestly can't write smut cause i have no idea how that works yet), the furthest i'll go is kissing or making out then just a vague reference
i don’t really use korean honourifics, just wanted to get that out there
i try not to use romanisations unless it is really needed, if korean words are ever used, i'll include an english translation and stuff
things that might seem weird when you read what i have written and my explanations:
i have now started to not use pronouns for the reader and for their past relationships that are not with the members. i’m not too sure why i felt like i need to do this but i just felt that it was right.
i also mostly write in second or third person because for some reason i can’t write well in first person
if any of you are still curious as to why certain things are here, just drop an ask and i'll be happy to clarify stuff.
and also, since i don't want to make a whole other post for this, if any of you are wondering why most of my posts end up with hansol chosen as the member, it is because with him being one of my ult and being quite similar in certain ways, it's easier for my brain to visualise hansol in the situations that come up in my brain. this usually occurs for original ideas that are not requests. i don't mean to exclude any members purposely, sorry if it comes across that way to you :)
tl;dr : i write about hansol for original stuff cause i can see him in the situation better than other members
thank you for taking the time to read this lengthy post about rules, i know that sometimes rules can be a real big bummer sometimes so hopefully, you can understand where i'm coming from :) thanks again guys...
the reason why i’m so inactive and giving my thanks :)
hey yalls
first off, i wanted to thank all the people who have been liking my work and giving me follows. it really means a lot to me considering i know that my writing isn’t as good as so many writers on tumblr and for people to like what i have written, it really warms my heart :)))
i hit 32 followersss and it’s just surprising to me that 32 people want to read what i write and stuff
and i know i don't update a bunch because i don't really post anything other than actual works and update posts like these
mostly because i don’t know whether y'all want me to post other stuff or just stick to posting when i have work so y'all can let me know which one you want
and sadly, with my assignments piling up, i won't have much time to dedicate to writing and if you want interactions, it would literally be just random thoughts at 3 am kinda shitposts so yes
alsoooo, if you guys have any feedback for my writing or literally anything, you can always just drop an ask or a message
i had this super interesting good fic idea that was planned out in bulletpoint form, then i started writing it and i just...i was so done with my brain. cause it was so fucking horrible. i was cringing so badly that just ugh.
i'm big sad because i was so happy about this idea and then just shit came out.
