hey guys around 5:30-6pm(EST) tonight (6/26) I will be doing a twitch live stream going over the ATEEZ lore (diaries and mv's), this is more for me as I'm a babytiny and wanna to get into it before they come out with the new mv feel free to join!
Summary: You never thought you would fall in love with your best friend but after taking care of him one night, you start to realize that maybe you are. You're scared to tell him but it doesn't make it easier that he never remembers what happens while he's drunk.
Pairing: (idiots to lovers) College boy!Jung Yunho x Y!Reader
Words: 2.6k
Warnings: Yunho gets a bit promiscuous and handsy but nothing too severe as reader puts a stop to it. I also wrote this in a rush so it's definitely not the best :/ be nice to me, please. I really wanted to write for Yunho.
Genre: Angst/Fluff
“Hello?” You grumble, rubbing your sleepy eyes as you lay in bed.
“HI!” You scrunch your nose and pull the phone away from your ear with a grimace. It takes a second before you bring the phone back with caution. “Y/N, I’M HAVING SO MUCH FUN RIGHT NOW.”
It’s Yunho, your best friend. He’s been drunk calling you for the past two weeks and frankly, it’s getting old. You know you shouldn’t answer whenever he calls now but you can’t. He’s vulnerable and even though he’s a tall man, someone could definitely rock his shit while he was drunk.
“Are you now?” You fling your comforter off and start putting on your shoes. "You gonna tell me where you are?"
He gasps on the other side, “Are you coming to party with me?” You can practically hear the puppy dog eyes through the speaker.
You really weren’t. You were just going to pick him up and get him home safely. He couldn’t know that, though. He would do everything in his power to avoid you; you learned that the hard way a few nights ago.
You fake a smile even though you know he can’t see you, probably trying to convince yourself that becoming an errand boy for this man was okay. “Yes, Yun. Now, where are you so we can dance the night away.”
———
“Yunho, please get in the car!” You pleaded, trying to drag him into the passenger seat. He was fighting you and even when he wasn’t in his right mind, he was stronger.
“No.” He pouted like a child. “You lied to me. You said we were gonna dance forever and we didn’t!”
If anyone else was taking care of Yunho, you would be laughing at the situation. But you couldn’t because holy shit this man was putting up a fight. You drop his hand and huff, taking in deep breaths to calm your body down.
“Fine. Walk your ass home and get mugged for all I care.” Yunho seemed to stop but continued to sway back and forth as he stood. “Are you done throwing a temper tantrum?” He nodded and you caught him before he could fall on his face.
You didn’t have a big problem with picking up Yunho. You really didn’t. You just didn’t like the side effects that came with drunk Yunho. Drunk Yunho was so much different from Sober Yunho. Sober Yunho is reserved and quiet and Drunk Yunho spits out whatever he's thinking right as he thinks it.
That's how it all started.
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You were supposed to be asleep but you were too busy cramming for a big anatomy test when you got the first-ever drunk call.
Your eyebrows crease in slight annoyance at the disruption but you answer, tucking your phone between your cheek and shoulder. “Yunho, if you aren’t dying please don’t call me.”
“Y/N! See I told you she’d answer!” Yunho slurs from the other side. You roll your eyes and flip to a different page. “Come join us, Cinderella! The test… can wait!”
“Wow, you must be really drunk. You know Cinderella had to be home at midnight and it’s almost two a.m?”
“Give me the phone!” You hear a struggle and you think he might be in danger until you hear your mutual friend Seunghwa. “Sorry to bother you like this, y/n, but as you can tell, Yunho is very drunk right now. I wish I could take him home but I'm too busy making sure Hoongjoong doesn't ruin his house. Can you please pick him up?"
You're dead silent. You were angrier than anything and you were about to say no but you knew Seunghwa rarely ever asked for help. You guessed he miscalculated how much of a handful his drunk friends would be. The test was important, yes, but Yunho couldn't manage by himself from what you could tell... At the end of the day, he was more important anyway.
"Fine. I'll be there in fifteen minutes. I would appreciate it if he's still in one piece when I get there."
When you get to the house, Seunghwa is waiting outside sitting on the grassy lawn with Yunho's head on his shoulder. You walk up to the two men and Seunghwa's eyes light up with hope.
"You are a lifesaver, y/n. Out of our group, I think I'm the only sober one." His face falls at the thought.
"I would say it's not a problem but you couldn't have called me at a more inconvenient time." You say with a nervous laugh. Seunghwa shoots you an apologetic look and helps you sit Yunho in the passenger's seat.
Once you hit the road, your best friend decides he's done napping, straightening in his seat, and looking out the window.
"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty." Yunho drags his head to look at you and scrunches his eyebrows together as he stares, trying to figure out why he was staring at you and not Seunghwa.
"When'd you get so pretty, Hwa?" He stares at you further, even blinking a few extra times.
You stifle a laugh, "Yun, it's not Hwa. It's y/n and I'm taking you home." Yunho giggles and puts a hand on your thigh making you jump in your seat a bit. Your head snaps at him then to the road. What the hell was happening?
"Taking me home? I don't do one nights but I might make an exception for you."
"Do you even know who you're talking to?"
"Yes!" He removes his hand from your thigh, sitting back in his seat. Thank god you have one thing less to worry about. "You're y/n... The most important person in my life... The girl with the prettiest smile... You're beautiful. Like, so beautiful. Sometimes, I just want to kiss you," he giggles like a schoolgirl, "Did I say sometimes? I wanna kiss you all the time."
Your heart skips a beat. "Yun, you're drunk."
"I'm also in love with you."
To be honest, you never thought about Yunho that way in all your years of friendship. If anything, you thought he was a handsome guy who was also very unattainable. However, you were sure that if you didn't know him and you saw him on the street, you would be attracted to him.
"You can't say things like that."
He giggles again, "Okay."
He can't go home like this, he's barely even conscious. If you dropped him home he'd choke on his spit and die. You sigh to yourself but make a u-turn and head to your house instead since it was on the street you just passed.
When you put Yunho on your couch, you gather up all your scattered papers and stick them in your textbook before setting them aside. You get cold water, a wet rag, and a trash can just in case and make Yunho lay down.
He gives you a lopsided smile with glazed eyes, "Hey, beautiful."
"Hi." You force an awkward smile as you pat his forehead with the rag.
"I'm not sick."
"You're hot though." You put the rag down and start peeling off his jacket which was now sticking to his skin.
He scoffs, raising an eyebrow. "Yeah? If you wanted me out of my clothes, you could've just asked, Princess." Yunho helps you take off his jacket and even goes as far as sloppily trying to take off his shirt in the process.
"Yun, please cooperate. I'm just trying to sober you up."
"I'm so sober right now." No sober person says that. You just stay silent and continue patting his forehead. "Y/n?" You hum and look up at him when he grabs your hand. You think he's gonna throw up. "I'm probably not going to remember anything in a few hours, huh."
You laugh to yourself and look at your lap, "Definitely not."
"Better make use of it then." You look back up to ask what he means but you're met with his warm hand cupping your face and pulling you in for a kiss. You taste the alcohol on his tongue, getting addicted to the way his lips were sending shocks through your body. Before it gets too far, you're using both of your hands to push him away. His neck strains to get near your face again but you shake your head.
"You're drunk... and you're not in your right mind..." You stand and turn to walk to your room but Yunho catches your hand. You sigh to yourself and close your eyes, trying to ignore the way your body was igniting. "Try to get some sleep." You don't look at him; just pull yourself away from him and pad off to your room.
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Now, it was like you were Yunho's designated driver. You were exhausted, to say the least. You had to pick him up at the dead of night and wake up just a few hours later to help him collect himself and get to class.
He, in fact, didn't remember what happened that night and it drove you nuts. You really tried your hardest not to think about him like that. You were too afraid of losing a great guy like him to even entertain the idea. But now? All you could think about was his hands and how you wanted to hold them; his lips and how you needed so badly to feel them on yours again.
Every time you pick him up, it's almost a repeat of that night except you make sure to cut it off once you bring him inside. You distance yourself so you can guarantee that he doesn't keep stirring up your feelings.
The next morning, you wake up and do your routine of helping Yunho to the bathroom. The smell of alcohol seems to be getting worse every morning so you toss a towel at him and start making breakfast. He meets you after he's done, eyes still swollen.
"Was I bad again?" He takes a seat at the table, rubbing his temples.
Your eye twitches. "I wouldn't know. I just brought you inside and went to bed."
"I'm sorry-"
"You gotta stop this. I don't understand your need to party jump every night, let alone have your friends call me to pick you up." You place his plate on the table and sit next to him.
"You're not gonna eat?"
"I'm not hungry. I lost my appetite when I smelled you this morning." He agreed. He didn't feel like eating either but he knew that if he didn't eat, you'd shovel all the food into his mouth without question.
He takes small bites, "Yun, why do you choose to get drunk every night?"
There's a beat and for a second you think he can't come up with a reason. "It's... fun."
You scoff, "Is it fun in the morning too?"
"Not when you look at me like that."
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You're not looking forward to tonight. No, sir. Now that you think about it, in these two weeks, you've probably only been getting two hours of good sleep per night. Your body felt like it was going to fall apart. Not to mention the intrusive thoughts you were getting about your best friend.
Maybe you wouldn't answer the phone tonight... yeah right. You couldn't do that to Yunho. No, that's crazy. He's been driving you crazy all week but he's not always like that. Maybe he's going through something? But why wouldn't he tell you? Maybe he just likes drink-
Your phone rings and you sigh. Think of the devil.
When you drop him on your couch, he engulfs you in a hug before you can run away. His stench isn't as strong this time. He actually smells like his normal cologne tonight. You wonder if he drank as much as he normally does. You're sitting in his lap and his nose is nestled into your neck; you cough awkwardly.
"Yun, what're you doing?"
"You've been avoiding me and I miss you."
"You see me every night." You almost want to laugh; giggle at his lack of common sense.
"But you don't talk to me during the day. Would you talk to me more if I stopped drinking?" His left hand is still holding your waist but his right hand is tracing patterns into your thigh. You relax into him.
"I think we should talk about this when you're sober. You get too... ambitious when you're drunk." You try to stand but his strong arm keeps your back pressed against his chest and he mumbles a no.
"I'm sober right now."
Truthfully, you didn't want to have this conversation. You didn't even really know if you were in love with Yunho; you just felt really confused. What if he just laughs and says it was all a mistake? You don't think you can handle anything like that but it's been eating you inside.
"Talk to me, please?" He sounded as desperate as you felt.
You sigh, "Do you remember anything about that first night you called me?"
"All I remember was getting drunk and telling Seunghwa that I could find someone to drive me home. I think we fought about how no one would answer their phone so late at night." It hurt your heart that he couldn't remember. That night was pivotal for your friendship. It made you feel things for him that you had been trying so desperately to bury.
"You said a lot of things that night." That was all you could get out. Yunho's hand stopped on your thigh and the warmth set your leg on fire. You continued after taking a deep breath. It was good that you weren't facing each other. "You called me beautiful-"
He cut you off with a laugh, "Is that what you're so twisted about? I called you beautiful and now you're all weird? You are beautiful. You know that."
You gulp, "You kissed me."
"Oh."
"And you said you loved me, that you're in love with me."
"...Oh." His grip loosens and you feel your heartstrings snap. "Well, you had to find out at some point." Your head snaps back to look at him. "To be honest, I thought Wooyoung would've spilled the beans on accident."
"Wait, so you didn't just say that because you were drunk?"
"Being drunk definitely sped up the process but it's how I feel for sure. I wanted to tell you properly but I was getting really overwhelmed and just kept drinking to take my mind off of it." He laughed nervously, resting his head on your back. "That didn't work out too well, huh?"
You turned around, still sitting in his lap but facing him. You lifted his head with both of your hands on his cheeks. "I think it worked out great for the most part. If it weren't for your slight alcoholism, I never would've realized how much you truly mean to me."
His eyes seemed to get glossy as he looked at you. "What're you saying?"
"I'm saying," Deep breath, "that even though you made me want to rip my hair out these past weeks, I like you."
Yunho's eyes were brimmed with tears but the smile on his face told you that he was the happiest he could've ever been. He pulled you into a tight hug and laughed to himself. "I was worried for nothing then! I knew you wouldn't be able to resist me."
"Technically, you need to thank Seunghwa. If it weren't for him, you never would've ended up in my car."
"Oh, yeah... What did he say to you?" Yunho looked up at you with furrowed brows.
"He said the guys were super drunk? He was the only one sober and he couldn't take care of all of you."
"That's so weird. From what I remember, Wooyoung and Jongho were tipsy but I was the only one who was drunk."
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