You are offered to be a part of your university’s ace debate team against the rival uni, but your partner is someone you’d rather not spend any time with. In fact, you’re pretty sure that you and Junmyeon will end up killing each other before you get any work done.
Pair: Junmyeon / Female reader
Genre: Enemies to friends to lovers | Fluff | AU
Word count: 679
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You found yourself smiling as you headed towards the library. It had only been a week since you and Junmyeon realized neither of you actually hated each other, and you had since learned that he was actually quite nice. It was like he was a whole different person and it was clear why no other people had spoken ill of him before.
He could still be a little stuck up sometimes but it was tolerable. Actually the two of you had a lot of things in common, including your humour as he proved to have many jokes up his sleeve for every opportunity.
It was weird how only a couple of days could make such a difference, but you honestly looked forward to spending time with him now. You kind of wished the two of you’d had that argument a lot sooner so that you wouldn’t have spent as much time hating each other.
As you neared the table, Junmyeon looked up and gave you a small smile, his eyes still peeking down at the book he was holding. That boy spent way too much time studying, and that was coming from you.
You sat down and as you pulled out your notebook to get ready, a Starbucks cup was slid into your line of view. When you looked up Junmyeon was giving you a shy smile and he pushed the cup a little closer to you.
“That for me?” you asked, a little surprised at the gesture.
He nodded with a casual shrug though you thought his ears looked a little red. “Figured you’d need one,” he said, looking pointedly down at his book again. “Didn’t know what you like though, so I hope plain black is okay.”
Taking a sip, you sighed happily. This was just what you needed. “It’s perfect, thank you.”
You took a couple of minutes to just enjoy your coffee before you started to study and Junmyeon glanced up a couple of times before suddenly putting down his book.
“By the way, I had Baekhyun and Jongdae ask around a little,” he started, leaning forward a little, excited to share whatever it was. You hummed to show that you were listening. “They’re not completely sure, but they think they found whoever started all these rumours about us. Some guy called… Jaeho or something like that.”
Of course. You rolled your eyes, already knowing who he was talking about. His name was just below yours on the ‘honors list’ or whatever the school called it, where Junmyeon was on the top. He had actually been ahead of your for a while before you overtook him eventually.
“Doesn’t surprise me,” you sighed.
“Do you want to do something about it?” Junmyeon asked.
You thought about it for a while but eventually shook your head. “Nah, there’s no reason to create more drama. And we figured things out, so no harm done I guess. Though hating you was quite exhausting, so maybe he should be punished.”
Junmyeon laughed loudly, having to cover his mouth to try and muffle the sound and you were a little surprised. It was the first time you had seen him laugh freely like that, he was usually a lot more subdued.
“Having you breathing fire down my back did motivate me to do better,” Junmyeon grinned. “You’re almost as scary as my father.”
Though Junmyeon laughed about it, you knew he meant it. He had never outright said it, but just from your conversations, you had realized that he was under an enormous amount of pressure from his father to be nothing but the best.
It made you feel even worse about having been such an asshole.
“Let’s just rub it in his face when we win this,” you suggested, grinning devilishly and Junmyeon laughed again, ignoring the glares from the other students.
“I like the way you think,” he chuckled. “We have to win this first though. First one to lose focus pays for the next coffee?”
You leaned forward and narrowed your eyes, biting back a laugh. “You’re on.”
“Consider it a peace offering for all those years ago,” 76 muttered out before finishing his own drink. The male allowing the drink to burn slowly down his throat before he gasped out and cringed slightly. “ Super soldier or not, the older you get the worse you handle this shit.” It was a joke of sorts as he put his glass down. Motioning to the bartender for another shot before pausing to look at the male.
“What do you say, one more?”
“You can try that later.” He told her in a soft voice as he unclipped one of his biotic fields and placed it down. The male ignoring how the ground was cold below him as he sat himself down and pulled her into his lap. Making sure she was fully in the field as he cradled her close. He took a certain caution with her. His hands were gentle as the moved over her body. Attempting to create friction to keep her warm as the field slowly began to heal her up. It wasn’t much, he knew that, but it was enough to eventually get her back on her feet.
“For now, just forget it and let’s pretend like it’s the old times... Just this once.”
We have followed each other for awhile now, but just recently started talking to each other and I think you’re very intelligent and you offer great advice :-) Plus, I just really enjoy having a friend like you… who else could pull off the Trent Reznor selfie game so flawlessly?!?
We have similar tastes in music and in things overall and even though you’re far away, your compliments and reassurances always brighten up my day!
P.S. You are stronger than you believe and I know you are a great husband and father and I wished that just telling you that would help but, I understand what you’re dealing with and I will always remind you so you don’t forget!!
Number 76: Launch your own website or blog. Fill your site with movie reviews or blogging advice, or something else you're an expert at. Or help out someone else who would like to start one but can't quite figure out how.
CosmicNerd.com (Giggity!)
I got so bored after a while. Lmao. My tutorials suck hard core.
