{1:20 AM} Jay, 851 words, fem!reader, CW: alcohol, going behind friend's back
Step one: get (Y/N) to come to this party. She wasn’t really a crowd person but Sunoo knew how stressed she was with midterms coming up, so he hyped it up until she agreed. Very reluctantly, but she agreed.
Step two: make sure Heeseung didn’t come. Unlike (Y/N), Heeseung went to every party that was thrown by people he knew. He liked to have fun. But Jay knew that Heeseung was absolutely going to fail a couple of his classes unless he started studying early, so he talked Heeseung into studying this night. The deal was Jay would take Hee clubbing after midterms, which Jay didn’t really mind.
Step three: talk to (Y/N). Sunoo and Niki knew that they wouldn’t get through to her, but if she heard it from someone else, maybe she would believe it. Jay and Heeseung were pretty well known as friends in the department, and Jay and (Y/N) were acquaintances, so surely she would trust what Jay had to say. Right?
That’s what Jay certainly hoped as he sipped from his cup as he looked around for (Y/N). He had seen her come in with Sunoo, but they had quickly split and disappeared. Thoughts of what he was going to say roiled in his mind. Hey, heard you kissed my best friend. What’s up with that? God, matchmaking was complicated.
Finally, Jay saw (Y/N) chilling in the doorway to one of the many hallways in this house. Her expression was hard to read, but from the way she was taking long swigs from the cup in her hand, he figured she was getting loosened up. That probably wasn’t a good thing for the plan, but Sunoo was crafty enough to come up with another one if need be. Jay waded through the crowd and sauntered up to the girl.
“Well look who it is,” Jay leaned on the doorframe opposite of (Y/N). “having fun yet?”
“Depends who’s asking.”
“A sober person not wanting to grind on the dancefloor with you?”
“Yeah, I’m having fun.” (Y/N) smiled. “Just taking a break from the mob.”
“I get that.”
“What’s up with you? You were on a mission coming over here.”
Jay feigned offense. “Do I need a reason to talk to you? Maybe I was coming to check on you out of the goodness of my heart.”
(Y/N) laughed. “The goodness of your heart has plenty of other people to go to. Poor Jake got bodied by some freshman in a chugging contest a couple minutes ago, maybe you should check on him.”
“Eh, Jaeyun can take care of himself. He isn’t such a lightweight.”
“I hope so. Stop skirting, what’s up Jay?”
Jay came closer to (Y/N), enough to speak lowly and still be heard. “A while back, a little bird told me something about you and H-”
“Keep your fucking mouth closed, Park.” (Y/N)’s sudden coldness startled Jay. “I don’t know who told you, but keep it to yourself.”
“Hey, I’m not accusing you of anything. I just want to know if you like Heeseung or not.”
(Y/N) turned to face Jay, her back against the doorframe. “And why would you want to know?”
“Because there’s someone that’s interested… if you’re free, that is.”
Jay’s mouth went dry. Why the fuck did he say that? This was his best friend’s crush he was talking to, for god’s sake. The whole point of this was to get (Y/N) to admit that she liked Heeseung. Then again, he couldn’t deny that he liked what he saw in front of him. The small frame under his arm, trapped between him and the doorframe, staring up at him intently. The low-cut top and the asymmetrical skirt she had worn wasn’t helping either.
(Y/N) scoffed. “Please. Why would that matter anyway? It’s not like I’m openly committed to anyone.”
“Maybe they don’t want you to be half-hearted.”
(Y/N) closed the distance, enough to feel Jay’s breath on her cheek. “What if I’m all in?”
Drinks were left on the nearest ledges as Jay melded his lips with (Y/N)’s. She ended up pressed against the wall with her legs locked around the boy’s waist, hands tangled in his styled hair, giving as much enthusiasm to the make-out session as he did. It might have been the alcohol or the tension that built during the conversation, but the rush from this was overpowering, addicting even.
“You’re crazy for this,” (Y/N) gasped as Jay kissed down her neck.
“Why?”
“I know you’re friends with Hee. Isn’t there some bro code against this type of thing?”
“I’m just giving you what you deserve. Heeseung has been too much of a coward for too long.” Jay caught her lips again, not giving her a chance to respond to him revealing his friend’s feelings. He felt his mind getting hazier and hazier by the minute, his heart was racing, he felt like (Y/N)’s palms were burning prints into his chest.
“Jay, I need to ask you.” (Y/N) mumbled against his lips.
“Anything, princess.”
“Fuck me. Fuck me until I forget him.”
Jay had every desire to oblige.
