Seventeen Reaction ❧ Someone Trying To Pin Their S/O To a Wall
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♡ Seungcheol
Looks really mad on the outside, but on the inside he's kind of sad. Either way he walks up and mutters, "Back. Off."
♡ Jeonghan
Casually talking to his friends when he sees you looking worried. "Are you serious?" He mumbles to himself. He walks over ready to pry this guy off of you.
♡ Joshua
Would be a little confused at first. Thinking, "...wait. Is that Y/N?" And realizes what going on and he kind of sneaks up on the guy which scares him away, even though Joshua is just quiet.
♡ Jun
Comes to save you in 0.00002 seconds. "Funny." He tells the guy. "Step away now before I make you."
♡ Hoshi
He would be upset at first,,, not realizing right away you weren't the one enneiciating it. He would probably get one of his friends to come help, just in case this guy was that bad.
♡ Wonwoo
You could see his cold glare gazing into the man’s head as he swiftly walked over and shoved him off of you. He was angry, and the man backed off walking away.
♡ Jihoon
REally shocked like :o but then realizes you are obviously uncomfortable and so Jihoon puts his hands on your shoulders taking you out from under his arms.
♡ Dokyeom
His eyes quickly widen as he asks the man what he’s doing with a concerned look on his face. He steps away quickly and Dokyeom pulls you into a hug apologizing he didn’t prevent it in the first place.
♡ Mingyu
He is a softie and gets concerned not even realizing at first its you, but once he turns and sees you between the wall and a strangers arm, he strides over and asks him what the hell he thinks hes doing.
♡ Minghao
He gets SO MAD, he is literally already behind the man talking harshly in his ear before your back even hits the wall. “Move,” he muttered sharply. If that didn’t work, Minghao wasn’t afraid to say or do more to get this asshole away from the both of you.
♡ Seungkwan
He would call your name and cause the man to turn around, as Seungkwan squinted his eyes at him with a straight face. The guy would roll his eyes and walk away leisurely, as Seungkwan wraps his hand around yours and apologizes for the mans behavior.
♡ Vernon
“Dude, what the hell?” He would say confidently, but was frankly quite scared of the man’s reaction. Vernon would grab your hand and pull you from his grasp as the two of you walked away. “Are you okay?” He would be concerned :(
♡ Chan
Baby would turn his sicko mode on and literally walk right up to him and question him. “Hey what are you doing with her? Do you even know her? Huh?” He continued until the guy froze and eventually left you alone.
Member: Ravenclaw! Wonwoo x (gender neutral) reader
Genre: Fluff:)
Word Count: 700+
WARNINGS: a few swear words oops
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super chill
has a cat obviously
spends evenings in the library
but hangs out near the lake reading during the day
wears glasses all the time bcs he’s blind
normally early to classes
but can be late to ones he doesn’t like oop
loves Charms & Ancient Ruins Class !!
the only people that know him are the ravenclaws and a few hufflepuffs
they all think he’s quiet but nice when he does talk
you’ve seen him a couple times in the library & in DADA
you lowkey highkey think he’s cute
and sometimes u catch yourself staring at him while you’re trying to study in the library
and then you’re annoying slytherin friend Jun makes fun of you
That sunday you and jun decided to go down near the lake by the forest’s edge
and you’re climbing the trees
like the dumbasses you are
wonwoo is watching all of this go down like :0
he didn't pin you as the adventurous type
but honestly,, u weren't lmao
jun just thought it “would be fun” uh yeah for him Mr. long legs & athletic
he jumps down no problem ready to go to the lunch hall
as you try getting down, your foot slips and you fall nearly ten feet onto the ground
jun rushes to pick you up and blood is pouring from the side of your face
a branch from the tree left a long gash on the side of your cheek
causing you immense pain
wonwoo comes over and is lowkey panicking
but he’s also good at fixing-spells and thinks he can help
“Are you okay?!”
he was so worried
you look up kinda blinded by the tear from your face as wonwoo flinches from seeing the gash up close
he pulls out his want as jun holds you steady and mumbles something you cant quite focus on, too distracted by the pain
you feel a bit less light headed as the two boys help you to the hospital wing
once there, wonwoo helps u to you’re bed and jun goes down to get you lunch
its a little awkward at first & u guys are like o-o at each other
but then you see yourself in the mirror and gasp
wonwoo quickly grabs your hand before pulling away
you both blush but you brush it off, shocked at the damage on the left side of your face
“jeez... it’s so bad....”
you trail off as you stare at your reflection. there isn’t much blood, which you guessed wonwoo had fixed, but it looked like a deep cut, a bit through its healing process.
“sorry i bothered you, you really didn’t have to come help.”
you were so embarrassed at this point
but wonwoo looked unfazed
“its no problem, and don’t cover your face.”
he giggled as he pulled down your hands that were over your face.
you looked and felt like a total mess but he was acting so normal
“even with a scar you look beautiful.”
a loud slam of the door startled everyone in the wing as you saw jun shouting “FINALLY!” at you two
after that it was history
wonwoo official asked you out the day after you got out of the hospital wing
you two went to the three broomsticks together and had an amazing time
you drank butterbeer, bought candy from honeydukes, and kept each other warm in the snow :]
he held you’re hand cuz u said u were cold
and kept holding it the whole way back🥺
u guys r SO CUTE in charms class omg
wonwoo teaches u new spells u had no idea even existed
and he holds your hand over ur wand to help guide you
study dates
inviting each other to the other’s common room to hang out / do homework together
eating at each other’s tables in the great hall
sometimes u just sit together & read in the library
literally.
u guys
always
hold
hands
like,,, at every moment lol
watch quidditch games together
jun lovesss to tease u guys
but you’re kinda the school couple like
people always talk about you guys bcs you’re so cute together
“look at y/n and wonwoo... i wish i had a cute boyfriend.”
“have you ever seen them separated?”
watch muggle movies together on weekends
overall a great ™ couple
:]
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oops im posting 2 harry potter aus in a row kjdfxvnkdfn Drunk! Jun will be out tomorrow, bad aim & mondays tears will some come after ! :) <3
✿ summary: - Wonwoo is your High school crush on the basketball team. After some forgotten plans, you end up volunteering at his game, and the night goes not as you had quite planned.
part 2
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You weren’t really sure if high school was worse or better than you imagined it to be. Thankfully your’s had a nursing and class, which what was you planned to do in the future. You were even able to work in the nurses office last period, which aided you with lots of practice on other students. Nothing was as gruesome or bloody as you would end up dealing with, but it was as close as you could get until the time came, and it gave you lots of experience handling patients injuries.
Today was Friday, and you honestly couldn’t wait to go home and relax. This week had been crazy, between midterms and school events, you felt drained. You dragged your feet to your car, your brain and body exhausted as one of your friends came up to you.
“Hey, Y/n.”
“Hi, what’s up?” You questioned.
“You’re working the game tonight, right? I really want to go to look at you-know-who,” she said in a whisper.
‘You-know-who’, was her crush, Yoongi, who was one of the star players of a basketball team from another school. You weren’t even sure why she liked him at first, but after she told you her older brother was good friends with him, it made sense, as she saw him all the time. Oh, and you totally forgot you were suppose to be working the snack table at the game tonight. You desperately needed volunteer hours for one of your clubs, and working the first hour of the school’s basketball game was probably the easiest thing you could do to get them.
You sighed, briefly, then laughed at her pouty expression. “Yes, I’m working. Thanks for reminding me, actually.”
“No problem. I’ll see you at five, okay?”
“See ya.”
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4:53. Ugh.
Your car’s clock showed the time in bright red letters, almost taunting you as it ticked closer and closer to five. You were still a bit tired, but thankfully caffeine existed. Walking up to the school, you threw away your coffee cup, as you passed a group of teenagers your immediately recognized. One in particular, Jeonghan, was one of your closest friends.
“Y/n! Came to a game, finally?”
You loved Jeonghan with your entire being, but he was definitely more social and outgoing than you. It was rare to see you at school sports events, and frankly, if you weren’t volunteering you never would’ve come.
“Haha. I’m working the booth... or else I wouldn’t be here,” you smiled sarcastically, walking past him.
“Probably a good thing you are here. That team can be pretty rough with ours, you know.”
You knew right way what he was talking about. You were known for being quite a good helper in the nursing office, and most of your school’s teachers and coaches begged you to come to sporting events in case something minor happened, as the real school nurse was never one to show. Not to mention the team in question, The Crush, was from Valley View High School, about a half an hour from yours. They were known for being quite tough, Yoongi being the most notorious.
“Good thing I am.”
Setting down your bag and looking around, your eyes met a few of your friends in the bleachers, some familiar faces in the crowd, and some you assumed were from Valley View. The game was staring soon and you watched as your school’s team, The Shooting Stars, made their way in the gym. The group of boys walked past your booth as you wished them luck, and waved to a tall boy with dark hair at the rear of the five. Wonwoo. He was friends with Jeonghan, and god-- Jeonghan was always trying to get the both of you together. But after a two-year relationship gone bad on your end, and Wonwoo’s heavy focus on sports, you told him it was out of the question.
Then again, it didn’t stop you from talking with Wonwoo when you could. He was really sweet, and you never objected when he hung around your friend group. Come to think of it... you would both probably work quite well with each other, even as good friends... but the tiny voice in the back of your head that lingered from your breakup told you otherwise.
Your thoughts abruptly ended as you realized the game was starting, the dull red lights on the gym walls reading, 0 : Shooting Stars, and, 0 : The Crush. The referee held the ball in their hand, as the two teams crouched and waited for it to be thrown in the air. The gym’s atmosphere suddenly seemed thick, and the crowd went silent. Suga was in the front for his team, Wonwoo for his. The goal was to hit the ball to your team once it was thrown, and both boys looked very determined to do so. The referee readied his hand as he looked at the two. The ball was suddenly in the air with a loud wack, as Wonwoo sneaked his finger tips around it and hurled it behind him. The crowd busted with talk and cheers as he did so, the game beginning.
✿ summary: - Focusing on work was harder than you thought, when watching Wonwoo play was clouding your mind. But Jeonghan interrupts these thoughts and lets you in on a little secret about your crush.
part 1 | part 2
WARNINGS: just some swearing and yelling, and its rly short lol
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The gym burst with excitement and cheers as the game began, students from your school ecstatic that Wonwoo had got the ball first. You watched the game intently, when you weren’t hanging someone a soda or bag of chips, hoping everyone would be okay.
Although you did love the experience of helping injured students at your school, it was different when you were in the nurse’s office. Here, it was just you, and you alone.
A loud whistle blew as you drew your attention from the cash in your hand to the players. They didn’t have much time, you could tell by the way their shoes skidded as teammates rushed towards each other, before huddling in a circle. The score on the board was 2 : 3, The Crush, in the lead.
“...I told him, if he wants to talk to her he just needs to get hurt. Hey, Y/n.”
Jeonghan strolled up to you with a few of his friends, who all looked at you with odd expressions.
“This her?” The shorter one next to him questioned.
“Yes dumb ass, now order and go sit so I can talk to her.”
You raised your eyebrow and crossed your arms towards Jeonghan after handing the boy a soda.
“Now what could you possibly want?” you questioned, “Why are you talking about me?”
The whistle interrupted Jeonghan as the game resumed, and you pulled him behind the counter into the storage closet filled with snacks.
“It’s Wonwoo. If he wasn’t being so prideful he already would’ve faked out…”
“What the hell did you tell him?!”
Jeonghan’s expression grew guilty as he rubbed his neck.
“Well… I told him that he should talk to you soon and that if he faked an injury during the game he’d get the chance.”
“YOU WHAT--”
“Look, He’s too shy, and so are you! I know you guys both like each other and I’m doing this for your own good. Besides, this team is rough. It might happen anyways.”
You stared at him in shock. Why would he think this would be the best time for Wonwoo to talk more with you? You grabbed his shirt and got closer to him as he grimaced at you.
“You. Are. Crazy,” you whispered angrily, smacking his shoulder each time you spoke.
“He doesn’t like me like that. And do you really think he would fake something like that? His team needs him, and like you said, he’s too prideful to do something like that, and you know it.”
Jeonghan sighed as he looked down at you, saying, “I know… I’m just sick of neither of you doing anything. He does like you, Y/n. I know you had a hard… breakup but--”
“Don’t,” you interrupted harshly, “I get it. Just go sit down before a teacher finds you back here.”
Jeonghan frowned and blinked at the ground before walking away, the noise of the game resuming in your ears.
Your breathing slowed as you stared at a corner of the storage space, zoning out and thinking of all the thoughts you’d exchanged with Jeonghan. Your head was spinning, you and Wonwoo weren’t like that… Jeonghan shouldn’t have said anything...Why didn’t you ask Wonwoo out before this?
You sighed heavily, as if your troubles would come from your breath, exiting the closet. Standing at the counter was awful, your single hour of service turned into two, and it was getting hard to not look at Wonwoo. The way he faked the other team out, moving so aggressively yet gracefully through the players to win, it was mesmerizing. He was such a good player, and there was absolutely no way he would fake an injury to talk to someone. How stupid.
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Super super short pt2, not super sure how to end it lol. but part 3 is coming soon ! Also the drama w jeonghan :0 wild.
✿ summary: - You and Jeonghan talk and mess around, before getting your assignment done. After doing so, you two watch a movie and spill some accidental words...
part 1 | part 2
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“…Now how did that happen when you’ve got my umbrella?”
Jeonghan stared at you intensely. You felt like a child being reprimanded by her parents.
"I... It didn’t look too bad when I left.”
Jeonghan’s shoulders dropped as he laughed. “Ah, I’m teasing. Get in before it gets worse.”
His apartment was nearly the same as yours, but lacked loud shrieks and giggles coming from the room to the right. There was a small table in front of a comfortable looking pale yellow couch, on the table a box of pizza that smelled wonderful, next to it a cluster of papers and pens.
“I ordered pizza, I don’t know if you’ve eaten yet, but help yoursel--.”
“Oh, I will.”
Another man, one much taller than the both of you, walked out from the room on the right, smiling at Jeonghan. He turned his head suddenly, looking wide eyed at you.
“Y/n? What are you doing here?”
Mingyu was in your English class, he was one of the only ‘friends’, you seemed to have on campus. You two didn’t know each other that well, but you had partnered up with him for class assignments and talked a bit outside of English, never realizing who his roommate was.
“She’s doing a paper for Japanese with me.”
Mingyu’s eyes flickered between you two, he then smirked, picking up a piece of pizza.
“Well, I’ll let you two get started then… bye, Y/n.”
He turned and walked to his room, glancing over his shoulder as you made eye contact. Jeonghan had walked to the couch as Mingyu raised his eyebrows towards you, knowingly. You rolled your eyes as he giggled and closed his door, leaving you and Jeonghan alone.
The two of you ate and talked about nothing in particular, getting more familiar with each other. You enjoyed his presence, laughing and conversing with one another as the night went on. The T.V. before you buzzed with quiet words you couldn’t even hear, too focused on your conversation. Jeonghan suddenly flashed his eyes to the clock above it, as if waking up from a dream.
“Oh, it’s already eight,” he said dully.
You stared up at the clock to see for yourself, before giggling softly. Jeonghan smiled and sat up with a sigh, bringing the near empty cardboard box to the kitchen. You rummaged through your bag for your Japanese book and papers, as well as a pencil. Jeonghan returned holding two cups of water, handing you one and drinking from the other, sitting down on the floor next to you.
“So,” you started, “how do you wanna start this thing?”
“Hm...” Jeonghan bit his lip, squinting his eyes and staring into space.
“I can do this part if you're okay with doing the second,” he said, leaning towards you and pointing to parts of the paper in his hand.
“Alright, sounds good.”
The two of you sat in a comfortable silence while getting to work. Jeonghan would tap your shoulder every now and then before asking a question, and too often look up from his paper at you.
You sat on the comfortable yellow couch in it’s corner, focused on the words flying from your pencil as you wrote. Jeonghan stood up, tilted his head at you, and handed his paper. You took it kindly as you read it over, making sure it’s parts matched yours. You clicked your pen dramatically as you set the papers down in front of you. Jeonghan sat next to you on the couch, smiling at you with tired eyes.
“We’re finally doneee…” he said, yawning.
“Finally?” We were assigned this a while ago and got it finished in like 2 hours.”
He laughed, scooting slightly closer to you, pulling the blanket hanging over the couch’s back around the both of you.
You glanced at him questioningly, as if asking, what are you doing? with your eyes. He seemed to pick up on your gaze, asking, “Do you want to stay a little longer and watch a movie or something? To celebrate our procrastination success?”
You smiled before nodding your head, Jeonghan getting the remote as you two talked about the type of movie you would watch. You decided on some horror movie from the 90′s and watched it like it was a cinematic masterpiece.
Jeonghan, as well as you, would scream or jump at certain parts, before being shoved or shushed by the other. In the middle of the film, the two of you started getting hungry and chose to make some popcorn. Jeonghan threw it to you from inside his small cupboard, and you set it in the microwave.
“I like how you decorate,” you said, the words slipping out of your mouth.
The small main area was clean and simple, with off white walls and a light colored wooden floor. Your apartment looked similar, of course, but this one had character, and life to it. The yellow couch matched with the yellow dish towels and potted plants around the kitchen, as if inviting you inside.
“Mingyu likes to cook… he wanted a nice color to match the… what did he call it? Ah, the aura, or something.”
“I like it. It’s cute.”
Your mind had to be playing tricks on you at that point late into the night, for you thought, for one small moment that you heard him whisper, “Like you.” But it could not have happened. It was too fairly said to be real, and you had been up for nearly 19 hours now. No. He couldn't have…
The sound of the microwaves timer beeped, and you looked up again to see Jeonghan pouring it in a bowl. His cheeks were pink and he could not seem to look directly at you. No, there was no way…
He coughed, and walked back to the couch. You followed, sitting just as close to him as you were before, eating popcorn at near midnight, exhausted…
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are you guys excited for the next part!? what happened at the end hmmm... jk im evil i already have the next part as a draft and it will come soon LMAOO
Member: College! Jun x reader (gender neutral) ft. Bff! Joshua
Genre: Fluff (little bit suggestive but no smut)
Word Count: 2.2K
↬ Request: Smth with Jun?? Maybe like him or the reader getting drunk at a party and them confessing?💕
✿ summary: - going to one of Jun’s parties seemed to be a right of passage at your school. After being persuaded by your friend, Joshua, you run into your hopeless crush, the party man himself.
WARNINGS: mentions of alcohol & drinking
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It wasn’t even eight in the evening, and you could already tell tonight was going to be a long one.
After constant pleas and begging from your classmate Joshua, you finally decided to go to one of his friend’s stupid parties. They normally, from what you had heard, were a bit crazy, to say the least. But Joshua insisted they were fun and if anything bad happened he would take you home right away. But the main reason he wanted to drag you along was so you could talk to Jun. He conveniently forgot to mention the last part to you. You had had a major crush on the man for over a year now, and Joshua, yourself included, was getting sick of the two of you not being together. Jun could be odd and a little out there. It was just what you needed to balance your calm and rather shy personality.
You snapped out of your daydream as you saw Joshua staring at you with a questioning look on his face. His sunglasses dangled from his shirt like his solo cup in his right hand, similar to the clock hands you were staring at above his head.
Joshua’s shoulder hit yours harshly, nearly knocking you over as you saw a wider than normal smile on his face, as he giggled at his movements.
“Woah there josh, slow down,” you said carefully, taking the red cup from his hand. You knew he was getting tipsy now, as normally he would protest at your action.
“We should get going soon,” you said knowingly, “you need to be home, because I know for a fact that you have an exam tomorrow.”
“Hmm.. fineee...” He stopped, pulling your hand in his in another direction, before slurring, “Les’ go find Jun furst.”
Before you could protest, Joshua pulled you downstairs into the main living area. The two of you moved grudgingly through tens of party goers, some dancing, a small group looking like they were experiencing the best moment of their lives, and you had just slipped past a girl yelling at a male around her age.
Before you could think, your eyes caught the man Joshua seemed so desperate to find, as you whipped your vision in the other direction before either of them could notice. Joshua was still moving sluggishly alongside you through hot bodies with you when he stopped, spotting Jun himself. He giggled again, and made another wide smile as he wiggled his eyebrows knowingly.
“God, you’re so tipsy,” you breathed out to him as you rolled your eyes, a delicate pink color coming on your cheeks. Joshua smiled again, but it wasn’t his tipsy smile, it was more like a smirk. But just as you opened your mouth to question his new expression, a finger tapped your shoulder from behind.
You turned around steadily, a slight blush creeping up on your face. Thankfully, the lights were emitting a soft, greenish-blue color, changing every few seconds, now turning an orangery-red. They gave the person who had tapped your shoulder an infatuating glow, as his eyes peered straight into yours, and allowed your flush face to be hidden in the dancing light. Jun looked a little less tidy than normal, but incredible nonetheless. His wine colored hair was a bit ruffled, and his jacket hung off one of his shoulders, hanging onto the other.
“Hey,” you breathed out, trying to break the tension you could feel rising as you lost track of time staring at him.
“You look gorgeous tonight,” he admitted. There was a soft glaze over his eyes, that seemed to force you to keep looking at them. You weren’t sure if it was the lights, the alcohol, or if it was simply because you liked him that much. This was the closest you two had gotten since you had met, besides the time you, Joshua, and him had watched a movie together. His scent was light, and smelled of citrus and must, mixed with liquor.
“Thanks,” you stated, a bit louder than you thought as the music came down a bit. Jun laughed at you as he took your hand. He gave Joshua a look that you couldn't decipher, before the younger man walked off to meet a few friends, leaving the two of you alone, in the large sea of people.
“It’s too loud in ‘ere,” he whispered in your ear. He glanced behind him at a corner of the frat house near a couch that was empty, raising his eyebrow.
“Mind if we sit?”
You followed Jun to the couch, sitting next to him as you sighed. You just now realized how much your feet were hurting from your shoes, relieved to let them rest for a moment. Jun was quite calm for being, from what you could tell, super drunk. He was mainly like himself, but seemed relaxed and a bit more flirty than usual. He was laughing a bit more than normal as well, but not as much as Joshua did when he was drunk.
“You know... I’m glad you finally showed up to one of these,” he started, looking around.
You faced him, waiting for him to continue as you weren’t sure how to respond.
“I started thinking last year... that I would have muchh more fun if Joshua brought his pretty friend to these parties,” he drawled. He was close to your face now, almost as if he was telling you a secret in your ear. He pulled back, and stared at you with stars in his eyes, as if you were the most interesting thing in the room.
“I... really?” You questioned, hoping that tomorrow Jun would feel the same, and that it was him rather than the alcohol talking to you.
“Yeah, isn’t it obvious?? I like you, Y/n.”
Your face was definitely red now, there was no doubt, but you were too shocked to notice. Jun looked at you with wide eyes, looking like a puppy as he pouted at you.
“You know.. righttt??” He smiled a bit now, raising his eyebrows before laughing softly while turning away.
“But... I... I thought you flirted with everyone?”
“Uhm, not as much as I do with you,” he laughed.
Jun stared at you affectionately as he learned closer to you slowly, his eyes fluttering softly. Before he was able to do what you had been waiting for, he seemed to forget about his right hand, as alcohol spilled onto his shirt, as well as you, soaking the both of you. He shot up quickly, a look of alarm spread on his face before he laughed.
“Sorry... at least I didn’t get y—”
He stared at you before apologizing, then smacking himself in the face.
You breathed out a laugh, shaking your head and taking in the humorous scene in front of you. Jun grimaced before glancing at the space in the couch previous between you as he opened his mouth.
Jun looked around with wide eyes, as if he was scared someone were to come out of nowhere at any moment and attack him. You got up gingerly and wrapped a hand around his shirt, tugging it slightly towards you. Jun flashed a smirk before you rolled your eyes, asking, “Which room is yours? You should change.” You glanced behind him at the clock on the wall illuminated by an orange glow. It was nearly midnight.
“And,” you started strictly, “you should get some sleep.”
His smirk immediately dropped as he looked at you momentarily, like he was trying to find something in your eyes, before sighing.
“Okay, but you have to come with me.”
“Of course I’m coming with you, yo—”
“Oh, eager, are we?”
“No dumbass, you’re too drunk for your own good.”
You smiled slightly before frowning. Maybe this was the alcohol taking.
“Let’s hope Jihoon doesn’t notice the stain on his couch. He’ll kill me.”
You rolled you eyes as Jun pulled you up the stairs, and into the first room on the left. Inside were two medium sized beds with dark sheets, a small nightstand sitting in the middle of it with a light adoring it. To your left was a beige desk covered in papers, trinkets, and plants. The room was quite tidy, minus the closet space to your right. Pairs of shoes were crammed together on the bottom of the small space, hoodies and shirts hanging messily from the top.
Jun looked around hazily before turning back to you.
“Sooo... are you gonna change?”
“...What? Oh, yeah.” He turned from you then skimmed through his closet. He pulled a large black t-shirt from a hanger and started taking off his shirt. You turned away, blushing and trying not to look, but not before you saw his toned form. After a moment you looked back, seeing him in his new, un-stained shirt.
“Here, you can wear this one.” He handed you a white graphic tee, around the same size as the shirt he was wearing.
You pulled the shirt over yours and shifted as to take off your smaller one under the large one, that smelled just like the man sat behind you.
“Y/n...?”
You turned over your shoulder to see Jun sitting on his bed, a serious look on his face. You noticed the glass on his nightstand was empty, happy that he now had something rather than solely alcohol in his system. He patted the spot next to him softly as you walked over. You sat down and stared up at him, his scent overwhelming your scenes.
You hummed, then he responded airily, “You know I really like you, right? Like seriously?”
“Jun...”
“I’m not drunk okay!” He said, raising his voice before slouching again.
“I do like you. You know, you can say it back if Josh isn’t lying.”
“If he wh—”
“He told me. I know you like me as well.”
Oh my god. You were never trusting Joshua with a secret ever again. Your brain was spinning rapidly trying to focus on one thought. How could you respond to that? Why did Josh tell him? How in the hell did Jun...
“...You really like me?”
Jun rolled his eyes and nodded, a small smile on his face.
“Have I not made it obvious?”
“I just... why? And why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because, Y/n. Every time I see you my chest tightens up. You’re so caring and kind to your friends, and even people you don’t know, or didn’t know. Like me. I didn’t think someone like you would like someone like me. I’m too...”
“Out there?” You said in a small voice, looking at him through hooded eyes.
“Yeah. You’re so... good and sweet and you do well in school and I’m not like you, I didn’t want to ruin that.”
Before you could respond, Jun continued passionately, “And I thought you liked Joshua, anyways.”
“He, he told you I liked you though?”
Yeah, he did. But it was hard to believe, because he did it right after I confessed my feelings for you...”
Jun placed his hands over yours as he looked at you again, with that charming look of longing that you had fallen for. Your chest was tight, but it was slowly falling soft as you were putting the pieces together. He liked you.
“I like you too.”
The words came from your mouth before you could stop them, tired and dazed from the party scene as if someone else had said them. But you meant it.
Jun smiled softly as he leaned close to you, you could smell his cologne and it engulfed you, pulling you into his parted lips. He kissed you. It was soft and delicate, like you would break if he was too harsh, and it felt like your surroundings were colored and bright. He pulled back slowly, his left hand on your face, holding you like he didn’t want to end the kiss in the first place.
“Would it make you feel better if we talked about this tomorrow? I’m tired.”
“Yeah...” you replied softly, taken aback still by his lips on yours. “Uhm, I should go get Josh, so he can walk me home...”
Jun grabbed your wrist lightly, staring into your eyes knowingly.
“He’s probably already sleeping downstairs, the party sounds about over.”
You hadn’t noticed before, but now listening for sounds below, it was nearly silent. The clock on Jun’s tidy desk displayed that it was nearly one in the morning, explaining the absence of noise.
“I can drive you home, or you can stay here.”
His tone was casual, something you didn’t normally hear from Jun, especially paired with a could-have-been flirtatious sentence.
“Mingyu is at his girlfriends, you can use his bed...”
You glanced at the bed next to Jun’s, before a thud caused you to look up at him. He had crashed on the bed and was now out, sleeping peacefully with a small smile on his face. You sighed, turning off the light and getting on Mingyu’s bed.
“Goodnight, Jun.”
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This is soo long omg i don’t usually write stuff like this !! And I wasn’t super sure how to end it oops😅 Hope you all enjoyed, I’m going to try a tag list for some of my active followers, tell me if you’d like to continue being in them or if you’d like me to take you off!<3
✿ summary: - The words he spoke to you clouded your mind all day. Only you didn’t think you would meet him at his dorm like this.
part 1 | enjoy !
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Room 17. 6 o’clock.
Those few words were helping you get through your day, which thankfully, turned out not to be too bad. You were a bit distracted in Psychology, but luckily for you, your teacher accepted your soaked, sad looking paper anyways.
After lunch, you walked briskly through campus hoping to return a book to the University’s library before your next class. Opening the large farmed doors, a feeling of serenity seemed to encase you. The spacious room smelled slightly of coffee and fresh paper. The atmosphere was warm, and felt like a blanket over your dry body, (thanks to your new umbrella.) You dropped your book on the front counter and paid the librarian for your water damage fee, which she didn’t look too happy about. Slowly walking from her desk, you went deep into the shelves to find a book that would hopefully help your non-existent project you were to start tonight.
After leaving the library, you shoved the new(ish) book in your bag, thankful it would stay dry inside of it this time. Strolling to Art History, you started to appreciate the rain, now seeing that you weren’t drenched in it. You still found yourself nearly face planting on the concrete, though, despite your umbrella, as you clumsily caught yourself from slipping.
A soft giggle made you turn around, as you faced Jeonghan for the second time that day.
“You know it’s not six yet, right?” He teased, walking up next to you under the brown umbrella.
“Haha..” you breathed out, your heart pumping in a slightly increased fashion, “I might be later if I keep tripping.”
Jeonghan flashed you a smile and shook his head. “You could leave your last class a little early.”
Your jaw opened a bit at his comment, as you lightly smacked his arm. “I will not,” you replied defensively, “You’ll just have to wait a litttlee longer for me,” you stated, teasingly.
Jeonghan’s eyes narrowed then his mouth turned, pouting at you. “Fine... I don’t know how long I can though.” A smirk painted his face as he took a left at the path you two had reached, and he winked at you before sauntering off.
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The clock on the tall lecture hall room wall struck loudly, as its hand reached the number five. You packed your bag and walked to your dorm, the drizzling rain making the air increasingly moist as the day went on. You reached your door, but turned around before opening it, gazing at the complex next to yours.
Room 17. 6 o’clock.
Your watch read 5:23, and you sighed again, opening the door to your not-so-great roommates laughing loudly.
After finishing a bit of homework for a few classes, you pulled out the assignment your Japanese teacher had given you weeks ago. You stared at it intensely, as you thought, this is the first time I’ve been happy to procrastinate. The small clock on the table in front of you buzzed slightly, startling you as you read the number 6:00 in dull read lights. Your eyes widened as you shoved your work in your bag, and rushed to your room to fix your hair and clothes. After checking the mirror a few times, you left the small room, and made your way down the stairs to the neighboring complex.
The rain was light, and although you didn’t think you needed your umbrella in such conditions, seconds later it seemed you were very wrong. The walk from the two doors was less than five minutes if that, but in the growing drops of rain falling upon you, even a second in the weather was sure to drench you.
You quickened your pace as the rain got worse, as if it was racing you to see who could go faster. Your feet carried you swiftly up the stairs to the second level, as you collided with the door in front of you. 17. You knocked quickly, ready to get a scolding from Jeonghan. He had, of course, generously given you his umbrella. The door flew open with a bit of force, nearly causing you to fall in the room. Jeonghan had answered it. He had changed from his white dress shirt and pants, into light gray sweats and a large black shirt. He stared at you with his mouth slightly open, looking from your head to your feet.
“...Now how did that happen when you’ve got my umbrella?”
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thank you guys for the support on this story ! Ik this part is super short but I’m planing on making at least 4 parts, I’m so excited and I hope you all are too <3
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