Hi, I saw ur NSFW posts with Wooin and wondered if you could write one for Joker?😭 anything you want honestly.
Treat me like a queen , He knows this pussy royalty – ft. Joker / Hajun .
summary his sleeve tattoo. that's it.
a/n hiii! of course my dear anon, i hope u do like it:) also, yay!! one fic left lets go!
warnings MDNI , fingering , overstimulation .
dividers cred @/cafekitsune . banner cred @/shakunetsu on X .
you and hajun has been in a relationship for long enough for him to know your likes an whatnot. he's used to having you by his side always. protecting you like a wall blocking every danger approaching.
sure, you both do share some intimacy together but it doesn't always happen. considering hajun is not so professional in expressing what he feels at most times. but when he does, its always action over words. so expect some homemade meals, clean interior and stuff.
maybe tonight is different, so so different you could even feel it from where hajun is standing, right in front of your body mirror, shirtless as he examines his own scars around his body. maybe its just the way he's not wearing anything on. and maybe he's just so attractive in your eyes.
if you had the courage, you would've told hajun that his sleeve tattoo looked so hot on him. you know.. fantasizing about tracing your fingers around the patterns and leaving small kisses from his wrist up his chest.
just the thought of it makes you giggle and red out of nowhere.
"y/n are you okay?" he asks suddenly, his eyes darted towards you from the mirror.
the way he has to bend his body down a little to see himself in the mirror has you madddd flustered. you forgot how you pulled him in the first place.
you glance at him from the bed, nodding before returning your gaze towards your book back again. "yeah. 'm good."
hajun finds it really weird how you always laugh all by yourself when he's standing a little far away from you. even more if he's wearing a short sleeved shirt or none at all.
so then he comes to you, slipping himself into the covers, laying on his back while his head directed towards you. you looked comfortable. suited to his likings. if you feel good, he feels good.
his tattooed arm, resting just above his head next to you. how can you not take occasional glances? God forbid a woman admiring her boyfriend.
"if you still have some pages to finish, i'll sleep first." he says, then turning on the other side of the bed as he covers himself with the sheets fully.
in an immediate move, you put away your book and nudges him on his back. "wait– hajun.."
with one simple call, he turned towards you with no excuse of being sleepy. his usual tired looking eyes pointed towards you in an instant. hajun hummed, raising his brows a little, his attention finally on you again.
"can you do me a favor?" you ask, staring at him. this is your chance. ask him about his tattoo! ask him if you can kiss the design! ask him to finger you–
hajun blinks a few times, nodding as he sit up from the bed, the covers slipping down from his shoulders to the smaller of his waist. no one knows what it just did to you. bro, his abs on full view? just for you?
your mouth slightly agape at the sight, snapping from your thoughts and sitting up too.
"what is it?" his voice. fuck, mind you he's tired from being in races all day. it lingers in your head non stop. even if there's a stop button in your mind, you won't ever wanna press it if you're thinking about hajun in the most dirtiest way.
you hummed, trying to find the right words to say it to him. its not his fault his tattoos are just so distracting at some point. can you blame him for that honestly?
as you confessed, hajun manages you understand your request. he got embarrassed by your statement, but somehow agreed to it.
"h– hajun– nngh–"
loud squelching noises from your hole being stuffed with hajun's fingers, wetting the bed occasionally considering you stood on your knees over one of his lap.
your hands placed on his chest for support, trembling under his touch as he pump his fingers in and out of you effortlessly.
soft sighs and desperate moans leave your lips made hajun fixated his eyes on your expression, noticing how much you're staring down his arm, dragging your eyes down to his wet palm that's fucking you right in your pussy.
"does it feel good? hm?" his other hand reach out to tilt your head up by your chin, fixing your gaze so you only pay attention to him instead of how he's working his fingers inside you.
your needy moans, shaky nod and lewd expression satisfy him. you look so vulnerable, submissive over him.
his thumb occasionally teases your clit, his eyes glancing down on the way you just kept on releasing droplets of liquid over his hand making his whole hand glossy and drenched with your juices.
mind you, this is your second time releasing on him and he still haven't had enough of you being super needy for his touch. he loves the way you knit your eyebrows together when he hits the spot or curling his fingers knuckle deep into you. it gets him going even more.
"hajun– mmf– gonna.. gonna cum.." your hips rolling and dragging against his palm searching for more friction. his long slender fingers fit just right into your hole, the tip of his fingers almost touching your g-spot.
the more heavy your breathing goes, the faster he pumps in and out of you. his other hand searching for your clit, rubbing them altogether to get you high on your climax.
his cold eyes staring at you as you struggle to catch up, non stop moans at how good he's making you feel. it makes him wonder if you notice the big tent in his sweatpants.
in a few more harsh pumps your thighs trembled in overstimulation as he kept going on, juices wetting his hand and down on his pants and mattress. he can't lie, the feeling of yet another climax of yours satisfy him even more.
your breath seems to slow down, his chest drawn with your light scratched making it red and bumpy. he didn't even want to care about that right now.
pulling his fingers out, he put it in his mouth, licking every drop of your essence thats on his hand. his eyes still do fixated on you, never once leaving your face since it made him aroused.
you were about to land on the bed, but hajun took your shoulders and push you hard on the bed instead. your back did a small thud.
hajun took your legs up and lay them over his shoulders, shifting lower so that when he leans down he would be facing your wet little cunt.
You’re stuck on the toilet with your head in your hands letting out a long drawn out sigh. You should’ve known your period was coming when your day started out horrible. Your stomach was cramping, your back was hurting and days before you were extremely emotional. How you never get the memo is always a shocker to Hajun. He thought since you get them once a month you’d be expecting it. “HAJUN” you shout out.
“Yeah…?” He shouts back. “CAN YOU BRING ME MY BOX OF PADS ON THE DRESSER?!” You shout out. “Sure” he shouts back. “THANK YOU” you holler out. You’re waiting quite a while but he never knocks on the door letting you know he finally retrieved your pad. You’re beginning to question if he’s left you hanging. He finally opens the door walking in awkwardly to hand you the pad. He’s looking everywhere but directly at you. “Here” he says with his arm stretched out while facing the door.
“What took you so long?” You ask laughing. “I couldn’t find a box there was only one left” he says walking out the door closing it behind him once you finally take the pad. You get cleaned up and head out the bathroom spotting Hajun scrolling through his phone laying on your bed. You walk over and lay on top of him and he wraps his free arm around your lower back. “Will you accompany me to the store? I need to buy some things” you ask while listening to his heart beat.
“Yeah I need to get ingredients to cook for you when we get back” he says while gently rubbing your back with his hand. You arrive at the store together hand in hand looking for the items you both needed. Joker insisted on carrying the handheld basket so you’re not doing heavy lifting. You go to your sections first purchasing the pads, baby wipes, refill on midol to help with cramps. Your heating pad broke and you were looking to buy a new one but they were completely sold out.
Joker had walked off just to grab something one aisle over. You squatted down to pick up an item you accidentally knocked off the shelf. You stand back up placing the item back where it belongs when you can feel someone behind you. “Excuse me I need this” the voice says and you move out of their way. The person behind you was a man and he didn’t have any cart or basket with him. He never even picked up the item he got so close to you for.
You felt on edge and wanted to find Hajun immediately. You turn to exit the aisle but the man grabs your wrist. “Give me your number” he says. Hajun walks up behind the man without saying anything; he only places his hand on his shoulder gripping down digging his fingers into the guy's shoulder. The man turns around and says “Hey what’s your prob- OH SHIT” he shouts out once he looks up and takes a good look at your boyfriend.
The only thing you can see was the man’s bright red shoes as he sprinted out of the aisle. Hajun walks over to you picking up your wrist and turning it looking for any bruises. “Are you ok?” He asks while gently massaging your wrist. “Yeah I’m ok now thank you” you say smiling. “I won’t leave your side again” he says. You both continue shopping through the store getting the ingredients Hajun needed and finally paying for your items.
On the way out you ran into Wooin. “Can you stay with her? I have to use the bathroom” Hajun asks Wooin. “Sure~” Wooin says with a smile as he wraps his arm around your shoulder and uses his other hand to twirl his lollipop. Hajun removes his hand from your shoulder disapproving of Wooin physical touch with you making Wooin bust out laughing. You and Wooin walk over to the side of the building texting Hajun to meet you there. When Hajun returns he thanks Wooin telling him goodbye and you also wave bye to him.
You walk past the building and in the corner of your eye you see familiar bright red shoes. Turning to look you can see the shoes had fallen off of who wore them and a man was laying on the… your observations were interrupted by your boyfriend turning your face to him and kissing you. “What was that for?” You say blushing unexpecting him to be okay with PDA. “You’re so cute” he says while taking your hand in his to walk home with you.
Once you get home your cramps start to get bad. “I don’t have a heating pad” you say while trying not to cry but your cramps we’re getting the better of you. If it wasn’t for your boyfriend you’d be having the worst day ever right now. Hajun places you in his lap resting his chin in your shoulder and places his warm hand over your stomach. He’s so quick to react when it comes to taking care of you when you experienced your first period with him. Poor guy was stressed. You’ll never forget the panicked expression on his face.
Hi! I saw that your askbox was open and I was wondering if you would mind writing some windbreaker headcanons of characters teaching their crush/partner how to ride a bike? Specifically with Owen or Joker, but you can include whoever you want lol. Tysm!
author’s note ; i already forgot how to write headcanons lol 🫡😔👐🏻
pairings ; owen x partner!r, joker x crush!r, dom x partner!r, hwangyeon x crush!r
tw ; fluff, established relationships, friends to lovers, first date
Owen
puppy is super excited!!
you know that annoyingly happy couples in parks? yeah, that’s you and Owen now
Owen organized everything, small picnic before the ride, to explain some basics and make sure you are not hungry
perfect teacher! gonna fix your bike, bars, seat, and stuff just for your height
he is super patient, so don’t worry about time and how many times you try, Owen will be right there to help
but surprisingly, it’s not gonna take a long to learn with Owen! maybe there is something about his aura or how his sweet, yet calm and confident voice whispers into your ear, when he holds you by your shoulders from behind…
there is something about him, that just helps you to be more confident about riding a bike!
Owen is a king of praising, so you just know you did a good job!!
even tho i said he is a good teacher, sometimes he might be a little carried away with all his “wind” stuff and may ride faster then you expect, but comes back as fast as he disappeared
all in all he is super happy that you tried his hobby and actually interested in what he doing, oh and he also happy to be useful for you
9/10 just because he let you fall down when he had his “wind” moment
Joker
at first super confused
like, he for real thought that riding a bike is a default skill
but he is happy to help you learn!! oh, and he took a small company for two of you - his little bros!
honestly, Hajun is terrible teacher… he just gets on his bike and... rides... and that's it.… no explanation, no basics, nothing, straight to practice!
you and his brothers are confused. Hajun is confused too. everyone confused and awkward
thankfully, his middle sibling already knew how to ride a bike, and also was really insightful, so he took younger boy and let you and his older brother practice together
now it was kinda awkward silence between you and Hajun…
but time flies fast, and you two find your ways to learn
at first Joker was kinda scared to touch you to help get a balance. he is big guy and can sometimes be clumsy with his touches, so he will hide his blush by lowering his head down or turning away
from distance his lil bros gonna make silly jokes on you two, they throw away their practice with riding a bike an hour ago, and now enjoying two awkward adults
so after you almost fall down from the bike and Hajun bravely saved you, you had an escimo kiss, all of you decided that it’s time to finish…
…at mcdonalds! his younger one insisted that happy meal is essential in your state (you had small scratch on your knee)
so yeah! great day, great company, great ending of the evening, where Hajun walked you home and you had such a sweet, shy first kiss, and promise for another date!
Dom
super duper wuper excited! even more then owen!
and to say more, not just existed, he is so proud of himself - you asked him for help, not the opposite
just as Hajun - terrible teacher, but he is more handsy with you, gonna hold you, help you keep your balance, will help to slow down
with Dom there is 0% of harm! he will not let you fall. let gravitation know that today your pretty knees won’t met the ground!!😤
kisses kisses kisses!! you doing such a great job as his first student, he gonna destroy your cheeks with his kisses!
also, when you learn how to ride a bike properly he may go little far, and now you doing trainings with him….
also on your second bike date gonna buy & custom pair sneakers for two of you! it’s same model but your colors match your bike, and his is red, just as his bike!
forgot about any dates. from now on you only have bike dates.
wanna go that new coffee shop? omg such a cool idea! let’s get there on bikes, then let’s go to the park, i know cool bike road there (puppy eyes🐶)
hey, me and Jordan going on a walk, wanna join us? i’m going on a bike, so take yours too! (puppy eyes🐶)
yes, Dom gonna show off in school and will call you his young padawan…
Hwangyeon
you two hang out in same company in university, and everyone knew that he had a crush on you
so one day, at break between lectures you accidentally said that you can’t ride a bike
and Hwangyeon took his chance! of course he is the best teacher, he’s such cool cyclist and even captain of his own whole team!!!
be ready for his endless bragging (which hides a beyond insecurity)
honestly, he was 👌🏻 this close to buy brand new bike for you, just to show off (was upset when you said you have your own bike)
surprisingly good teacher. you suspect that he just repeat how his brother used to teach him properly ride a bike.
he may be little too headstrong with his hands, but he never crossing the line!
Hwangyeon is really into you so he might be carried away with your smile, when you doing something right
oh, no don’t worry, it’s definitely not whole ghost crew sneaking around and stalking your “date”
you two finished in the evening, and it was kinda cold, so burning with embarrassment, but, red as tomato, he wrapped that damn jacket around you, while waiting for some chicken
also politely walked you home, and as his reward, you stood on tiptoe, lightly touching his shoulder and kissing him on the cheek.
he stood in disbelief for another 15 minutes, and on his way home giggled like a fool and stroked the place where your soft lips touched his cheek💋
Summary: Hajun hates his parents, but he's grateful for their money. But ever since meeting you, he finds the money more of a curse than a blessing. He doesn't want you to know how rich he is, and he'll do everything he can to make sure you don't find out.
Pairing: Hajun Yeon X G/N!Reader
Genre: Fluffyish Drabble
Word Count: 3251
Warning: Swearing, slightly OOC
Masterlist
Hajun has tried really hard to keep his past hidden from you. Like really tried. Besides being rather ashamed of who he was and his family situation, it was also a hard thing to bring up to someone. And you were special. If he told you, well, he was just terrified of your reaction.
See, the thing is, Hajun's family is insanely wealthy. He’s never wanted for anything. He’s had all the latest tech and been to the most exclusive private schools. And then Dongha came along, and he was all but disowned, though he managed to keep some of his assets. As much as he appreciated his privileged upbringing, he could never forgive his parents for what they did to him.
Following his disownment, Hajun decided to do anything and everything for himself. He left South Korea and enrolled in school in Japan. He met Allen and Anne, and together the three formed BAE. He became a model and grew an empire of his own. He was making his own life and his own way in the world. He had a plan and nothing was going to stop him from becoming something even bigger and more imposing than what his parents had made.
Everything was going according to plan, that is, until he met you.
It was the first day of school and he was aimlessly walking around, just to familiarize himself with the campus, when you bumped into him. He felt a little bad for making you spill all of your books, but you didn’t seem to mind. If anything, you enchanted him right there with that chipper smile and overenthusiastic handshake. If he didn’t know any better, he’d say this was love at first sight. But he knew better than to jump the gun.
Since that day, he has seen you everywhere on campus. From the library to shopping around town, it seemed you filled his life as well as his waking thoughts. And he didn’t seem to mind it at all. The more he saw you, the more he learned about you. You were an anthropology major, with a minor in sociology. You were always telling him about the cool things you learned in class, things that he himself found fascinating, but would never tell you that to your face.
What he liked most about you was that you were a breath of fresh air. He didn’t realize until after he befriended you how stifling his life had been. You were different from the kind of people he met when he was in South Korea, and you were different from Allen and Anne. You brought about a different perspective of life. You didn’t follow the rules of his parents or himself or even the world. You moved at your own pace and did your own thing. You challenged him in a fun and engaging way, asking impossible questions and saying ridiculous things. And he found himself wanting to hear everything you had to say.
Which is why he could not tell you he was born wealthy.
“Hello? Earth to Hajun!” You waved a hand in front of his face, causing him to shake his head and drop his textbook. You laughed. “You dozed off there for a minute.”
“Sorry. I was just trying to familiarize myself with Keynesian economics.” He explained as he shut his economic theory book.
You made a face. “Sounds absolutely boring.”
He shook his head. “You think everything I study is boring, but it's not. See this guy Keynes tried to explain the Great Depression back in the thirties and that it was the increased, unfulfilled demand led to high unemployment. It was revolutionary back in his time, you know.”
“Still, it’s boring to me. You know math and I don’t compute.” You laughed at your own joke, making him crack a smile.
“Sorry we can’t all have interesting majors like anthropology.”
You nodded, a serious look now adorning your face. “It is a real shame. Because in my religion, witchcraft, and magic class, we’re learning about vodou.”
He sighed. “Okay, you got me there, that does sound interesting.”
“Doesn’t it?”
“Perhaps I should pick up a third major and join you in some of your anthropology classes.” He chuckled, keeping up his cool demeanor. He hoped he made that smooth. It seemed these days he was determined to flatter and impress you, even if you were oblivious to his attempts at flirting. Then again, he was making a real effort to be subtle.
You shook your head. “Absolutely not, mister. I’ve seen how those classes have almost killed you. My anthro classes would just make it worse. No, I’d rather just regale you with my tails, like an elder in an ancient civilization.”
“Okay, my elder.” He bowed his head at you and both of you shared a laugh.
“You’re so weird.” You shook your head. “But I have an off-topic question for you.”
“Yes?” He picked up his textbook again, intent on getting back to work.
“What are you doing for winter break?”
Well, that wasn’t the question he thought you were going to ask and it wasn’t one he was keen on answering. The reason was because he was planning to winter at a chalet in Switzerland and then spend a week in Singapore before going back to school. If he told you that, you would know his terrible secret and perhaps you wouldn’t speak to him anymore. And that thought alone hurt him more than he anticipated.
“Uh, I don’t have any plans.”
You perked up at his words, which he didn’t think was possible. “Well, if that’s the case, my parents were wondering if you wanted to spend the winter holidays at our house. It’ll be super lowkey and you are always free to go home if you need to. But I’ve been talking a lot about you and they want to meet you.”
“We’ve only known each other for like three months.”
“But when have we been apart in those three months?”
You got him there. Since bumping into you all those months ago, it seemed you were always around each other, getting closer and closer. Still, it felt very sudden and meeting your parents was a very big step. He wasn’t sure about this…
Shaking your head, you said, “You can say no, you know that right? You’re not going to hurt my feelings whatsoever if you do. I just thought I’d ask.”
“Can I think about it?”
“Absolutely! We have time! And if you come only for, like, just New Year’s Eve, then that’s fine! Like I said, I just thought I’d ask. I totally get it if you think this is too much or too fast.”
He nodded. “I’ll give you my answer before we go on break.”
“Can I have an answer before finals? I’m going to be a total shut-in during that week.”
“Fine, but not earlier.”
“Deal.”
You shook his hand harshly before standing up. “Well, I gotta get going. My medical anthropology class starts soon and it’s on the other side of campus. I’ll see you later, Hajun.”
And with that, you sashayed out of the library. He watched you go before sneaking into a private room and locking the door. He then facetimed the only person who could help him in this uncomfortable situation.
“What do you want?” Allen groaned, clearly having just been woken up.
"Shouldn't you be in class?" Hajun asked, frowning at his friend who has never taken anything seriously before in his life. Realizing that would be a rabbit hole he didn't have time to get into, he shook his head. "Nevermind. We have a code red."
Allen sat up and rubbed his eyes. “Code red? She found out your dirty little secret?”
“Not yet but she’s going to!”
“Then it’s not a code red and I’m going back to bed.”
“First of all, it’s one in the afternoon and like I said earlier, you should be in class or studying. Second of all, you said you would help me out if this happened.” He reminded him. “Seriously Allen, I need some advice. And you know I would never ask you for advice because you're so terrible with it.”
"I'll try not to take offense to that." Allen muttered before letting out a groan. “The code red hasn’t happened yet, so I don’t have to help you. But since you’re begging so nicely, I guess I will.”
“Took you long enough.”
Allen just scowled in response. “Just tell me what happened already, instead of being an asshole.”
“She asked me to go home with her for winter break, saying her parents want to meet me.” He explained.
Allen's eyes widened. “Whoa dude, that’s a big step, even for me. And the two of you haven’t known each other that long. Any reason why she sprung the parent card on you?”
“Apparently she talks a lot about me to them.”
“Damn, it is serious. I bet if you asked her out right now, she would take you right then and there.”
“Ignoring the obvious double entendre,” Hajun rolled his eyes, “I’m not going to do that. This is just puppy love and I don’t have time for that. I need to focus on my studies and BAE. I don't have time for some meaningless infatuation.”
Allen shrugged. “Okay, we’ll circle back to that. Anyways, what did you tell her about going home with her?”
“I asked to think about it.”
His friend sucked in his breath through his teeth. “Bad move, dude. You’re going to trigger this girl’s anxiety and she’s going to start doubting how much you like her.”
“She seemed fine with my response.”
“It’s called putting on a brave face.”
Hajun groaned. “I don’t even know why I came to you asking for help. I bet Anne would be better at this than you.”
“Because I’ve dated more girls than you have, and Anne… well maybe you should have asked them. But you asked me and now I'm going to help.”
“Fine." Hajun rolled his eyes. He really should have called Anne first. "Then what answer should I give her, since you think you know everything?”
Allen thought for a moment before asking, “Well, do you have any business or whatever during your winter break in Switzerland?”
“No.” He froze. “Yes. Dammit, I have some photoshoots scheduled for that time. And we have BAE business to work on. I won't have time to focus on much else while I'm out of the country.”
“So why not invite her to go with you?”
Hajun's jaw dropped to the floor. “You better be fucking joking with me right now, Allen. I can’t just take her with me to Switzerland and then to Singapore! That’s how she finds out I’m rich and she’ll see it as me rubbing my money in her face! She’s from a lower middle class family, a scholarship kid who busts her ass to afford to go to school. She’ll totally hate me if I do this to her.”
“Well, she knows you’re from Asia. But she doesn’t know you’re not from Singapore.”
He rolled his eyes. “She’s an anthropology major with a focus on Asian cultures. She knows I’m from fucking South Korea.”
“Hey how was I supposed to know?” Allen held his hands up in surrender. “Look, you’re in between a rock and a hard place here. But the easiest way out is just tell her you have other plans and you’re safe for a little while longer.”
“I told her I didn’t have any plans!”
“That was your own dumbass fault!” He shook his head. “Then tell her you talked to your parents and they want you home. Easy. If she can play the parent card, so can you, even though I know you don't want to.”
As much as he hated to admit it, Allen did have a point. It could work. He nodded as he thought his plan through. It wasn’t completely air-tight, but he would make it work.
“Thanks Allen. I’ll try it.”
“You need to learn to trust me more.” He smirked before lying back down in bed. “Now let me sleep. I’m planning to party all night tonight and need to catch up on my sleep.”
He hung up before Hajun could respond and he shook his head. It wasn’t a perfect plan, but it would do for now. With a sigh, he set his stuff down and finished studying Keynesian Economics.
Hajun didn’t see you again until lunch the next day, when you met him at your favorite cafe.
“Hello hello.” You cheerfully greeted him before setting your things down as you sat across from him. “How have your classes been today? Still as boring as ever?”
“To you maybe.” He joked, an easy smile finding its way onto his face. Even after his freak out yesterday, he was glad he could still joke with you like it was nothing. “But everything’s been fine. I actually have been thinking about your offer yesterday.”
“Oh that? Yeah, don’t sweat it. You don’t have to come, it’s fine.”
“Well, it’s just, my parents want me to come home for winter break and I really don’t want to let them down.” The words felt wrong in his mouth. While he hated talking about his parents in any capacity, he hated how much he's been lying to you. You didn't deserve it. He should just tell you what his real plans were for the break and about his money. But he couldn’t do that to you. You don't deserve that either.
You nodded. “I completely get it. I was thinking about what I said too and I knew I was being too presumptuous. So I apologize for putting you in such an awkward position. But do tell your parents I say hi!”
“Yeah, of course.” His words were stiff. It was awkward thinking about how your parents might know everything about him, yet you hardly know who he is.
Your lips dipped into a small frown. “Is everything okay? You’re not acting like yourself.”
“I’m fine.” He tried to assure you with an easy smile, but this one came out more forced. “You want your usual right? It’s on me.”
You nod. “Sure. Thanks.”
Quickly, he went up to the counter and ordered the food, trying to take some deep breaths. This was fine. You accepted his answer to your question. Now the two of you could go back to being just friends, nothing more. Still he felt completely lousy.
The server had to practically shout in his face to tell him his order was ready. He apologized before taking his order and making his way back to you, awkwardly handing you your food. Which was strange for him. Hajun was never awkward.
“Here.”
“Thank you. And here’s this.” You hand him something that makes his heart drop. It’s his phone and it’s unlocked. “You left it out unlocked. I didn’t want anyone to nab it so I went to hold onto it when you got a text. Some European modeling agency wants to know when you’ll be flying out to this winter chalet in Switzerland.”
“Oh. I-” The words were caught in his throat. His cheeks were bright red and he couldn’t look you in the eyes. He was so embarrassed, an emotion he also was unfamiliar with. “I didn’t-”
“Why didn’t you tell me you were going to Switzerland?” He was surprised that you didn’t sound mad. When he glanced up at you, he instead saw a cute pout on your lips. “That’s so much cooler than my offer to come home with me for the holidays! Honestly, I’m a little jealous.”
“Wha-you’re not mad at me?” He asked, his jaw slightly ajar.
You frowned and tilted your head to the side. “Mad? Why would I be mad? I mean, I’m only the tiniest bit annoyed that you didn’t tell me about your plans to go to Switzerland, but it’s not like the end of the world or anything.”
He ducked his head and quietly muttered, “I thought you’d hate me because I hid the fact from you that I came from money.”
“Hajun, no.” He felt your hand on his and he froze. “I could never be mad at you for your socioeconomic status. Besides, I’ve always known you were wealthy.”
“You did?"
“The day we met, I told my roommate about you, and she’s kind of a koreaboo, and made me do all this research on you. I know way too much about you now, to be honest.” You give a small chuckle before continuing, “But I didn’t want to bother you with the fact I know so much about who you and your family are. So I kept it hidden. I was actually curious to see how long you could keep up the charade before it broke. Oh, and if it makes you feel any better, my parents only know your name and that you’re my friend. I didn’t tell them about your family… or their problems.”
“Oh.” He mumbled. “So you know about all that?"
You nod, not putting into words what you know. But he can tell. And while he's still embarrassed, he finds he's relieved that you know as well. Another person he doesn't have to lie to.
"And it really doesn’t bother you?”
You shook your head with a smile. “Nope. Not in the slightest. I mean, some things will never make sense to me, but I really don't mind. Besides, you don't seem like a snobbish, rich bastard. You are driven and passionate and ambitious. It's admirable, really.”
“Thanks.” He felt so awkward now, like he didn’t deserve your understanding. Nevertheless, he was grateful for it. Knowing that you didn’t hate him and still wanted to be his friend made him happy and relieved. This didn’t go as terribly as he anticipated.
“You, um, you should probably answer that modeling agency though.” You say as you begin to eat lunch. “To me, it sounded urgent.”
“Oh, yeah.” He went to text them before he paused. “Hey, um, do you want to come with me to Switzerland for winter break.”
You froze, a french fry hanging from your open mouth. “What?”
“I mean, don’t feel like you’re obligated to come with me!” He quickly replied. “It’s just you sounded a little jealous about my plans. Besides, after Switzerland, I'm going on a solo vacation to Singapore for a week before I go back to school. It could be fun.”
Swallowing your fry, you shake your head a little. “Oh, no, I couldn’t! You have other obligations than entertaining me! And I don’t have the money…”
“Well, I mean, the Switzerland trip is going to be super boring. It's mostly a work thing.” He shrugged. “But Singapore could be fun. I’ve been there loads of times. Consider it a fully paid vacation.”
“I’d feel like an imposition.”
“Perhaps a different deal?” He countered, his business skills kicking in. “Near the December holidays, I come stay with you for a bit, and for New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day, you stay with me?”
You paused to consider his deal. “Alright. Sounds like a deal. But only if you help me find a way to tell my parents without giving up the fact that you’re super rich.”
A smirk tugged at his lips. “I know a guy who can help.”
