the discussion about architecture's rich and admirable history ended when your professor finally turned off the projector. students went rushing outside the room that had been protecting them from the chilly weather. the early winter breeze wasn't so friendly.
swinging both your bag and drawing tube on your shoulder, you stepped out of the room. you hugged a thick book on your chest, tucking your hands in between your arms. your mind filled with the excessive knowledge; running a list of what should be done this evening to tick off something from the long queue of to-dos. the fatigue from today's classes weighing more than the things you were carrying. though little by little the stillness the evening brought gave some sort of comfort.
"you waited for me?" the sight of your boyfriend, serim, standing near the lobby of your department surprised you. earlier this day, you sent him a message to not wait for you.
but there he was, spreading a warm feeling in your chest as soon as he walked towards you to plant a soft kiss on the top of your head. it was a silent affirmation, his own way of saying 'you've worked hard.'
serim hummed, wrapping your neck with a light purple scarf. a gentle kiss on the nose given as he finished doing so.
"the weather's colder than expected," he remarked before collecting your things to carry it. his free hand reached for yours, interlacing fingers as the two of you began tracing the path that led outside the campus.
aside from short exchanges whenever serim asked about your day and shared some bits of his, the walk was silent. but it didn't matter. the tranquility of the surrounding and the way he'd squeeze your hand every now and then were more than enough. his presence was all you need after a long and tiring day.
summary. you didn’t expect the neighborhood ‘bad boy’ to show up at your window, much less to listen to what he had to say.
warnings. verrrry slightly suggestive
just as you were preparing to enter a comfortable state of sleep, a series of rhythmic knocks had jolted your eyes back open and your body up. at first your mind raced, conjuring up the worst case scenario of who could be on the other side of your window, delivering those knocks. a murderer … oh god, it’s my time to go isn’t it … these thoughts continued for a few more seconds until the knocks came again. it was then you realized that a murderer would not be likely to knock at a victim’s window, and your panic subsided. grabbing the pair of shorts that you’d kicked off when you hopped into bed, you walked over to the window with only slight apprehension. you twisted the handle that opened the blinds to be greeted by the sight of your neighborhood ‘bad boy’, park serim. more recently, serim had become infatuated with you. he’d follow you around school and offer to carry your books or walk you home (which was not very ‘bad-boy-like’ of him, you’d noticed) and you just couldn’t understand why; there was nothing inherently special about you.
serim stood in front of your window with a smirk. he raised an eyebrow at you as if to tell you that you should open the damn thing. with a quick roll of your eyes you moved your hands up to the top of the window, undid the lock and slid the window open to just above your forehead. “yes?” you questioned. serim scoffed, the smirk never leaving his face.
“i’m so happy to see you too, yn.”
you wasted no time getting to the point. “what could you possibly want with me in the middle of the night, park serim.”
“mhm,” he somehow smirked wider. “i love it when you say my name, baby.” you shoved him back and he let out an, albeit cute, laugh. as much as you hated to admit it, serim was attractive. the best part about him was his hair. god, did you just want to know what it felt like to run your hand through it and tug it while he ran his hands through your own and down your body. but these were just private thoughts—your most secret dreams—that you would never share with a soul.
“shut up…” you deflected, trying to keep your voice steady. “what do you want, i was trying to sleep.”
“i wanted to show you something, it’ll be quick i swear.” he said tucking a strand of his hair behind his ear.
“serim i can’t just leave my house in the middle of the night, i mean, my parents might wake up and-”
“yn please…” you looked at serim, and he looked anywhere but at you. you could’ve even sworn that a slight pink blush dusted his cheeks. the way he pleaded made your heart race and you could hardly believe he was doing so. the park serim, the infamous bad boy, the troublemaker—he was standing outside of your window practically begging you to accompany him god knows where. you assessed the probability of your parents actually waking up and checking on you; it was low, they never did. sucking it up, you grabbed a pair of slides and a light jacket and slipped out of your window to stand next to the boy.
“alright, selm, let’s go.” he rolled his eyes at the nickname, but never losing his infamous smirk, grabbed your hand and pulled you off.
summary: an unexpected midnight call caused by the thoughts that clouded serim’s mind.
if all the equations written on your notes were a sea, you’d probably be already drowning in it. the library was silent, only the flipping of the pages mingled with the sound of the pen running by the paper was heard. soft music was enclosed in your ears through the earphones, preventing you from dozing off.
with narrowed eyes, you stared at your homework for a moment. a sigh of defeat leaving your lips right after. staring won’t solve an equation. but you wish it could. you desperately wish it could.
the chair beside you was pulled, a student occupying it right after. he placed his own books on the table and when your eyes met, he gave you a wave. you unplugged the earphones from your ears, a brow raised to the male. “oh, serim? you’ll be studying?”
a soft chuckle was heard from serim which made a smile linger on his countenance as he spoke. “yes, i’ve decided to become a better student.”
“ah, i see. hope you’ll not change your decision after two minutes,” you remarked, returning your focus to your notes as if you were not spacing out earlier before serim arrived.
“thank you so much for the encouragement,” serim said, matching the mockery you provided in your words. “i’ll work hard.”
instead of giving a verbal response, a beam came to your lips. he should be used by now with all the remarks you throw him.
a close friend—it was the title serim had been embracing for the past years. with the two of you meeting on the first day of classes during your freshman year. it went on and on for the next years and now that both of you were in your junior year, close to being inseparable. nearly all classes you enlisted covered the same time slots on his own schedule, making him your classmate for almost all the subjects aside from economics.
another male came to your sight, snapping you out of your thoughts. he pulled the chair adjacent to yours, a small smile visible on his brim. “you’re y/n, right?”
your nod was his cue to take the seat in front of you, his own books settled in front of your messily piled things.
“allen ma, a junior as well. you signed up for integral calculus tutoring sessions, right? i’ll be your tutor.”
as soon as the classes ended, you closed your notebook. everyone else was shuffling out of the room. you took your time to stare at the whiteboard which was filled with lines and symbols written by your professor. pressing your eyes closed, you leaned back to your chair. a mental note of which should be done this evening was made.
“planning to sleep here?” serim asked, placing his things back to his bag before swinging it to his shoulder.
letting go of a sigh, you opened your eyes to look at him. huffing, you eventually stood to arrange your things. “this is not a desirable location to sleep. i'd rather go back to my dorm than sleep here.”
as you were talking the next lecturer entered the room, serim gave the professor a bow which was a gesture that you followed. getting your bag to your shoulder, you nodded your head to the direction of the door. both of you must leave before the next block comes inside for their class.
faint streaks coming from the setting sun came to touch your skin. the hallway was close to being empty, only a few students were around either rushing to go to their next class or leisurely making their way out of the building.
serim and you walked in silence, both drained from the lessons today schedule had brought. the semester was barely halfway the calendar and each passing day, the topics taught were getting harder and harder.
“there’s a new café a few blocks away from the main gate, want to check it?” serim attempted to start a conversation.
nibbling your bottom lip, you tried to make a quick mental browse of the things you have to do. then it hit you. “ah, i need to meet allen.” you pulled your phone out of your pocket to check the time. there was a tutoring session scheduled after the class. with the abysmal grades, you were getting on the past activities, this could be your only redemption. “tutoring sessions.”
a pout w became visible on the lips of your friend, displeased of your answer. “even a quick drop won’t do?”
“i'm afraid i can’t. the tutoring session will start in roughly 15 minutes.” you gave the other an apologetic smile which caused him to drop his shoulders. it was no use of persuading you over this matter anyway. he can ask you to check it with him in other days. “guess i have to go now? have a good evening serim.”
“you too, y/n.”
all serim could do was wave at you as you began to walk your way to the library where the tutoring session would occur.
“serim, what did he just said?” poking the other with a pen, you tried to catch his attention. the lecture was going rather too fast for your likings; your notebook page which was supposed to be filled with the terminologies had blank spaces in between.
“i don’t know.” serim answered.
earlier this day, he’d been acting a little off. he could have that child-like streak on him where he would just cling to you and be sulky whenever he gets less attention, it was acceptable. the same way he got used to the remarks you’d throw, you also got used to serim’s natural clinginess. but today sure be a different one. the morning greeting he gave was a swift one, holding no actual enthusiasm. and every time you’d ask him what his problem is, he would wave you off.
“let me see your notes then.” quite demanding, you scooted closer to him, your hand reaching for his notebook to check what was written there. it was the only way left for you to get the missed parts from the dictation.
serim snickered at your actions, dragging the notebook away from you as he tried so hard to focus on jotting down the words that endlessly flow out of your professor’s lips. “go ask your tutor about it.”
“go and eat cheeseballs later, your mood is quite unbelievable.” rolling your eyes, you moved away from him. a minimum effort exerted to write the words you could catch up on. every now and then, you would look at the male with a sharp gaze.
maybe serim woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.
it was already midnight, that was the only thing you were sure of.
you were not even deep in your sleep when the vibrations coming from your phone which was lazily placed under the comforts of your pillow woke you up.
"so give me a valid explanation as to why you're calling me at an ungodly hour of..." you paused for a moment, trying to catch a glimpse of the time at the wall clock which was barely illuminated. giving up, you looked at your phone instead. the caller's name displayed on the screen, the duration of call running. "... an ungodly hour of 2am." you placed your phone back to your ears. "oh god, serim if this-"
"i have something to tell you." the seriousness laced in his tone made your stomach flip, nervousness came rushing to your body.
"ooooh~" a chuckle was heard from you. it was an attempt to brighten up the mood of the other. "romantic. are you about to profess your undying love for me?"
“yes, i am.”
it was the small thinking that ended up to massive thoughts that hindered him to come to a peaceful evening. branching out each of the sensations he felt when you ended up not giving him much time as you would usually do, serim began asking why. why was he so upset when he usually won’t get upset with it? when you spend your time with your other circles, he was always okay with it. when you decline to go out with him for a detour whenever your classes end, he was alright with it. but with another person placed in the picture, he found himself succumbing to a certain frustration—something that wants to get more of your attention.
“wait, what?” it was the only reply you managed to utter. his words awakening your senses. seriously?
a soft frustrated growl was heard from the other line—more like a whine serim would do whenever he’s embarrassed by something. “sorry for the way i acted today… i was just so lost in my thoughts.” even he wasn’t in front of you, you could already see the regretful pout decorating his lips. “acting with feelings rather than thinking… i'm really sorry, y/n.” a short pause was done by the other, giving him a moment to collect his thoughts and come up with proper words. “i can’t sleep and maybe this is because i dived in the sea of my thoughts, but i can’t find any other reason to explain why i got upset of you declining and spending less time with me. do you like your tutor?”
the question pulled a peal of laughter from your lips. silly how he thought you’d end up having such fondness for a guy you barely interact with.
“come on, it’s taking too much courage for me to word this out.” another whine was heard from him. “don’t laugh at me!”
“sorry, sorry. it’s just i was surprised by your question,” you replied, in between faint chuckles. you breathed in, trying to stop yourself from laughing. “well, i don’t. please, i just met him.”
serim sighed in relief. “that’s all i need to know. now, i can sleep,” he uttered, his tone merrier.
“i thought you’re going to conf—”
once again, he interrupted you. his words probably will be the one leaving you awake for the next few hours. “i like you, y/n.”
a/n: this is quite messy, but this will not leave my head if i don't write it so have it! also, i'm taking requests so don't be shy to drop by and send a request if you want headcanons like this! okay, enjoy! :DDD
serim is such a loving human, gentle and caring in nature, so it's no surprise that he'd make a good husband
he probably cooks every weekend, just so you can have some days off
gives you a sheepish chuckle if he ended up almost burning the whole kitchen
he helps you in doing the laundry
would have a bouquet of flowers delivered to you on random days
^^ doing that just because he suddenly got reminded of you and wanted you to know that he's glad that you became his lifetime partner
carries groceries, like he will NEVER let you carry anything
anyway, when you're cooking breakfast, he'd probably be watching you do so
like you know having his arms wrapped around your waist, his chin on your shoulder, eyes fixated on what you're cooking i think this is so cute
would always praise and thank you for whatever you're doing
"the dinner was really great! thank you, love"
"oh- you changed the bedsheet! thank you for working hard today, love"
aaaaa he also always show his concern for you!! like he would check up on you always and ask you to take care of yourself
"hey, love. are you tired? you can go to bed and rest now. i'll take care of this."
though he is probably more than willing to take care of you 24/7
can't sleep on the bed if you're not beside him
let's be more specific, can't sleep if you're not beside him and you're not locked by his embrace yes
before leaving for work, he asks for kisses and hugs
well, he thinks it'll energize him for the whole day and of course it does
coming home from work, he will immediately look for you and like just hug you saying he needs to recharge
since he can't eat lunches with you, he makes sure he can eat breakfasts and dinners with you
the way he loves you is the same with the love he holds when you started dating him
like it is a love that still feels refreshing, new and flustering????
honestly, serim makes your heart swell (in a good way) with the amount of love he can give
so let's go for a bit of father! serim
he'd probably love to have a female child like someone he can baby and treat like a princess
he roleplays with his children
you know the castle building, sword fighting
he likes to play with them in general!!
buys them everything they want so sometimes you scold him for doing so and he's just
"what do i do? they're too cute. i cannot not buy it for them"
also loves to carry your child a lot!!
imagine him carrying a twin i mean imagine
videocalls from work on random hours because he misses you and your children
even though you have a kid around the house, he's probably still into babying you so much
overall, serim is a very affectionate husband and father, would try to give the whole world to his family if he can, but since that's close to impossible, he would just shower you with love every single time and would remind you of how much you mean to him
