When You Take Care Of Her After A Long Day ~ Viviz Reaction
Eunha:
A chuckle came from Eunbi as she looked back to see you walking in from the kitchen with a large bag of popcorn in one hand, and packets of sweets in the other.
“If we’re going to have a movie night, then we need to do it properly,” you chimed, placing the snacks in between you both.
Eunbi reached across straight away as you made yourself comfortable on the sofa. “When you said we’d do something to distract me, I wasn’t expecting this.”
Your smile turned up as she popped a piece of popcorn into her mouth, “you should know me well enough by now, I don’t do things half-heartedly.”
“Thank you,” Eunbi mumbled across to you, with her mouth slightly full. “This is exactly what I need after the nightmare past couple of days I’ve had getting things sorted.”
“We’ll see how good this movie night is once you’ve decided what you want to watch,” you joked, “you better choose something good for us both.”
Eunbi nodded as she picked up the remote control beside her. “I don’t know about you, but I feel like a laugh is exactly what I need. I think a comedy sounds perfect for a movie night, how about you?”
“Whatever you want to watch, so do I.”
SinB:
A smile formed on your face as you walked out of the bathroom to already see Eunbi laid out across the bed with a soft smile on her face too looking back at you.
“You look pretty relaxed there,” you laughed, walking over to your nightstand to finish your routine before going across to join her.
Eunbi’s head nodded in reply to you. “I know that I was pretty stubborn, but now that I’m here, you’re right. Sleep is exactly what I need right now.”
The corners of your mouth turned up as you slid underneath the duvet. “I did tell you, you’d be surprised what a good night of sleep can do for you.”
“I just want to sleep forever,” she chuckled, turning onto her side to be able to face you properly. “I should’ve slept properly days ago, but I thought that I’d be alright.”
“That’s because you work so hard,” you reminded her, “it’s alright to give yourself some time sometimes and accept that you just need to rest.”
Eunbi could do nothing else but hum in agreement with you. “As much as it pains me to say it, I think a rest is exactly what I need right now, and what more could I need getting to rest with you too Y/N?”
“A rest and me is all that you need.”
Umji:
You could hear the stress in Yewon’s voice as she told you about her day, with rehearsals getting on top of her, the more she spoke, the more frustrated she got.
“Why don’t we talk about something else for a little while?” You proposed, hopeful that you’d be able to clear Yewon’s mind for a little while.
Her head immediately nodded at your offer, smiling weakly across at you. “Sorry, I’m probably driving you up the wall ranting about all of this, aren’t I?”
Your head shook back at her, reaching across and taking a hold of her hand. “Not at all, but I think it might do you some good to focus on something else.”
“Let’s talk about anything else,” Yewon chuckled, tilting her head back. “What about you? We’ve not caught up about what’s been going on with you recently too Y/N.”
“Not too much,” you assured her, feeling Yewon staring back at you. “I think I’ve been spending most of my time worrying about you recently though.”
A faint chuckle came from Yewon as she smiled appreciatively across at you. “I know that I’m busy, but I promise that I’m doing alright, especially when I’ve got you here to take care of me for a little while too.”
genres/s ↠ fluff, a smidge of angst, friends to lovers au!
description ↠ You regret not speaking your thoughts after potentially losing your best friend and the love of your life, Hwang Eunbi. However, fate brings you together after years apart.
warning/s ↠ n/a
author’s note ↠ this took me an afternoon to write which is extremely quick for me! I did proofread it but I'm not sure if it feels rushed. regardless, goofy best friend sinb is my favourite~
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Your experience with Middle School had been dull and uneventful, until a fateful meeting with Hwang Eunbi.
The library was a sanctuary for you, a quiet place for you to focus entirely on schoolwork without distractions. The scent of dust mingled with old books was soothing, a smell you had learned to associate with relaxation. Back then it was not uncommon for you to be found there, tucked in the corner buried in schoolwork.
No one had ever approached you, not until Eunbi. Urgently scrawling out the contents of a closely due assignment, you had believed you were alone until she placed a hand on your shoulder, capturing your attention.
“Excuse me,” her voice was melodic, soft, pleasant to your ears, “do you think you could help me?”
A petite girl was peering down at you, silky raven hair cascading down her chest in waves. She offered you a smile and you felt a burst of butterflies in the pit of your stomach. Immediately your face heated up, too shy to maintain eye contact with the gorgeous stranger.
“I-I can,” you responded, your attempt to swallow a stutter failing. Her smile only widened, perfect rows of teeth glistening back at you - a hint of awkwardness beneath the surface as she spoke again.
“Thanks. I don’t really know where anything is in here. I’m trying to find a geography textbook.”
She trailed closely behind you, weaving between bookshelves till you reached the far end of the library. You gestured broadly to a collection of books, “here.” When you turned to face her, dismay painted her features, and for a moment you thought you had lead her to the wrong section. She huffed and pointed to the top shelf out of her reach, “it’s all the way up there.”
After both of you took turns in attempting to jump and snatch the textbook, unfortunately with no luck, an idea seemed to cross her mind. She swivelled towards you with a mischievous grin, oblivious to how it made your heart flutter.
“Wanna try sitting on my shoulders?”
A coy giggle bubbled up from your throat at the image. How would this small-framed girl manage to carry you on her shoulders, let alone stand and sustain herself with you atop of her?
At her urging, you ignored the thoughts at the back of your head that warned you this was a bad idea and swung your legs over her front, flailing for purchase and grasping her hair to balance yourself. For a brief second, it seemed as if it would work out until she tried to stand on trembling legs. As you had predicted, she was not nearly strong enough to support you. With a yelp, you slid from her grasp and both of you tumbled back onto the carpet.
You both exploded with unrestrained laughter, disturbing the peaceful library. Glancing at her with her face lit up, you were overcome with joy, unable to tear your eyes away. There was no longer anything else you desired; you only wanted to see her laugh like this every day for the rest of your life.
You assured yourself that moment that you would become her closest friend, truly believing that would be enough for you.
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The closer you were to Eunbi, the stronger your affections for her developed; in High School, she had been your universe in which no one else dared to enter. It was obvious from the outside that your bond was different, filled with a romantic tension that both of you were blind to.
It was a hot summer evening, a film of sweat sticking to your skin as you walked alone. This was a rare occurrence, as usually Eunbi would join you and overload your head with chatter along the way to your accustomed hangout.
It was a routine you both seldom broke. You would first stop at a small convenience store and spend pocket money on sweets and soda, or hot drinks in the winter. Then, whilst conversing the whole way, you would cross the road and sit on the bottom of a grassy riverbank, observing the ducks as they floated past.
Today, since you were alone, you paused only briefly inside the store for a cold drink, pressing it to your reddened cheeks. As you had hoped, Eunbi was waiting in your usual place, crouched with her back faced towards you. You neared and realised her shoulders were quivering. Sobs wracked her body, muffled but barely audible.
“Eunbi? Are you okay?”
She hurriedly rubbed her face with her forearms as if trying to hide that she had been crying, though her splotchy skin revealed all. You almost slipped as you hastily rushed to her side, wrapping an arm around her as tightly as you could.
“We’re both graduating soon, and I’m scared,” she admitted, reluctant to meet your gaze, “I-I’m going to a performing arts university in Seoul.”
The abrupt confession dropped cubes of ice into your belly, overwhelming you with a dread that travelled over your skin from your toes to your forehead. You were numb as you pulled away from her, a belated response of betrayal beginning to swell in your chest.
“But...you promised you would go somewhere in the same city as me,” you finally spoke, having to pry the words from your dry throat.
“I know, (F/n), but this is my future.” She was frowning, her hands trembling in the wake of your disapproval.
“But what about us?” Your words carried a weight that you were not quite ready to explain. It meant something entirely different to you because you were worried about missing the opportunity to confess your affections to her.
You don’t realise that you are crying until Eunbi’s eyes reflect sadness at you. You are too hot with emotion to care for her sympathy, turning on your heel and fleeing. It would be a decision you would come to regret.
Closing yourself in the haven of your bedroom, the horror of the incident began to sink in. You bawled into your pillow, lamenting over every harsh sentence you had uttered.
The following day at school, you found yourself unable to speak to your best friend out of humiliation, and Eunbi seemed unbothered by this, proceeding with her day as usual - but without you. You didn’t blame her; you had hurt her considerably.
By the time graduation came, a wall of silence was still between you.
Years would pass by. Girlfriends and short flings would occur, nothing unusual for a college student - though none could take your mind off your goofy, affectionate ex-best friend. Some nights you would lay still in bed as you recounted all of the joyful memories you shared with her. You often pictured her lying beside you.
It was not until you had finally integrated into the working world that you were sentimental enough to revisit your old hangout. Usually, you made excuses to yourself that it was too far of a drive and that it would only reopen sensitive wounds. You considered turning around multiple times, but an invisible force drew you to that riverbank on that particular day.
You were mildly surprised to discover that the old convenience store still open. White paint was peeling off of the walls in flecks, but it was still upright and working.
For old time’s sake, you entered, purchasing a can of vanilla coke and a bag of potato chips. Traipsing down to the grassy slope across the road with a plastic bag at your hip, you felt invigorated by your decision to return this afternoon. Perhaps it was the association with your youth.
A woman sat at the bottom of the hillside, slender legs stretched out in front of her as she seemed to take in the fresh breeze. Her dark locks had been cut in a neat line around her jaw, the quality of her hair so silky that it shone. She was turned away from you enough that you could not see her features.
“Is it okay if I sit here?” You inquired softly, and she turned to look at you.
Although so many years had changed, beautiful Eunbi had barely changed. Maturity settled on her facade like dust, but other than that she was the same. Her stunned expression tells you that you were equally as recognisable.
“(F/n)?” Her voice was small as if she hardly dared to ask. You answered with a curt nod, scanning the grown Eunbi that was struggling to her feet before you.
Abruptly she threw herself into your embrace, a sweet warmth overwhelming you as she gave you the contact you had craved from her ever since you had parted. An aromatic, flowery scent wafted from her, and you were embarrassed to admit that it made your mouth water.
“I-I’m sorry,” you mumbled against her shoulder, earning a soft tut from her lips.
“I’m sorry too,” she responded, “there’s a lot I wish I had said to you.”
She withdraws, interlocking her fingers with yours tightly as if scared you would leave otherwise. An unexpected tension crackles through the lukewarm atmosphere, the kind of tension that only materializes between timid lovers.
“I love you (F/n). I’ve felt like something has been missing all these years without you. Ever since that day in the library.”
Whatever you were expecting her to say, it was certainly not that. Her confession was so confident that you immediately accepted it to be true, despite the doubt that sat in the back of your head. The air grew considerably hotter against your cheeks, warmth rising up your neck and reaching the tips of your ears.
“Me too, Eunbi,” you were stumbling over your words as you hurried to reciprocate, “I-I was always so scared you would reject me.”
A toothy grin stretched across her face once she realised what had just happened. Words that had been left unsaid had finally unburdened the both of you. She eagerly cupped your cheeks and swept you into a kiss. The sensation was far better than your first kiss, full of longing, relief and a little desperation. It was shallow but meaningful.
“I’ve wanted to do that for years,” she purred against your lips, that same mischievous twinkle in her eyes that you had witnessed all those years ago.
