thank u sm!! the request was this prompt: “fake dating (it was real all along)” with winter
thank u in advance and take ur time!
chicken sandwich . winter x gn!reader
about . 542 words, fluff + angst
warnings . none!
winter was tired of you avoiding her.
it started when you last texted her three days ago, the ping of the message waking her up from the peaceful slumber she had previously been in.
the deal is over.
even in her groggy half-asleep state, winter knew something was wrong. first of all, she knew you well enough that 6am was a time completely foreign to you unless absolutely necessary, so you had either stayed up overthinking or pulled an all-nighter studying for something.
the options seemed to narrow to the first one when she responded with confusion and you left her on read. her suspicions rose when she called you and you didn't pick up, and they were confirmed when she walked into school and you wouldn't even meet her gaze.
it's been three days of her trying with no avail to find out what went wrong between you both. three days of her attempting to figure out the reason you would put an end to the fake dating scheme that had brought you two closer for the past month.
when winter had first brought up the idea to you, saying it would be the perfect idea of revenge for the two of your exes who had gotten together, you hastily agreed, wanting nothing but your previous lover back. but now, a month after the initial agreement, winter's ex isn't even present in her own mind, her thoughts being clouded with someone entirely different.
you.
and you, the most important person in winter's life right now, ignoring her for three days straight? she felt like her heart was crumbling.
which is why she pulled you into the janitor's closet at her nearest convenience, aka you trailing through the halls to desperately be first in the lunch line. and as much as winter knows you love your food, sadly, today's chicken sandwich would have to wait.
"why are you ignoring me?" winter asked, getting straight to the point as she closed the door behind you and the room flooded with cheap yellow lights.
"well, you don't have any use for me. didn't you get back together with your ex?"
you both may be on the same wavelength for getting out of here as soon as possible, but definitely not for reasons of ignorance.
"i'm sorry?"
"yeah, i saw you hugging karina in the hallway after school four days ago, after i came to pick you up from your art club. figured you didn't need a ride, or me, in your life anymore."
"god y/n, you're so stupid."
"huh?"
"you're right in the fact that karina did come to confess her feelings to me."
she watched your face fall, your gaze shifting back down to the tiled floor again.
"but, i rejected her. and that's why i hugged her, so i could wish her the best in her future endeavors without me."
confusion flooded through your eyes as you looked up at her.
"why did you reject her? isn't this what you wanted, to get back tog—"
"i don't want karina. i want you."
and as winter watched the smile bloom on your face again while tugging you close, she knew from your eyes that sacrificing that chicken sandwich was definitely worth it.
may i request "leaving small love notes for them to find" with winter please? <3
sticky note love . winter x gn!reader
about . 360 words, fluff
warnings . none
minjeong had a concerning habit of overworking herself. often, you'd have to pull her away from the countless textbooks laid across her mahogany desk or coax her to bed as the light from her computer screen illuminated the murky night.
however, as finals season rolled around, her lack of compliance was even more profound, and you'd find yourself discouraged in your efforts as you encountered, yet again, another failed attempt. repeatedly, your efforts would be diminished, and you'd return to your previous position dispirited and minjeong-less.
you soon came to accept that her work was crucial to her, especially in this time period. however, that didn't mean you couldn't support her in other ways, just a tad more inconspicuously.
within that realization came the birth of your sticky note love. leaving words of affirmation within the heavily bookmarked pages of her journals, on the refrigerator where she'd frequent a late-night snack, or atop her forehead while she was sleeping left you satisfied, knowing that despite her heavy workload she'd still be able to recieve some form of support from you.
and the sticky notes worked wonders with her too, especially when you watched her gleefully read the words before pocketing the thin sheet of paper along with the multitude of others you'd gifted her days prior. although minimal in preparation, the strength she received from a simple phrase of yours was enough to fuel her through whatever exam, essay, or presentation she had to give. they were a bright start to her days and a comforting end to her nights, and they soon became a permanent fixture between the both of you.
and when her exams dwindled down, along with the frequency of your notes, she'd found you fast asleep on the couch, the soft breathing bringing a smile to her eyes. with a kiss to your cheek, she'd grab your pack of sticky notes and the kuromi bobblehead pen you'd gifted her earlier in the year. and with the strength that your words had given to her prior, she'd mimic your actions, sitting down to write small yet meaningful words and determined to repay your efforts.
(if possible could the lyrics be from winters pov?? she doesn’t have to say the lyrics but i just mean for the plot, thank u sm!)
date . winter x gn!reader
about . 459 words, angst + fluff
warnings . none!
when you return home from your failed date, you don't expect the first thing you see to be winter, your best friend.
"why are you here minjeong?"
she dangles her legs, spinning around on the tall barstool by your kitchen countertop.
"just wanted to know how your date went."
"well it was a disaster, okay? just like all the other times. i'm not even in the mood to listen to your 'told you so', so if you have nothing else to do, maybe we can catch up tomorrow when i'm feeling better."
"hey hey— wait!"
she manages to catch your arm before you leave to your bedroom, staring at you with pleading eyes.
"we don't have to talk about your date. let's watch a movie and eat ice cream, okay? i finally reactivated my netflix account so we can watch whatever you want."
minutes later, you're both sitting on the couch, ice cream buckets in both of your hands and her arm around your waist as you've curled into her side. some romcom is playing on the screen, but you're a little to distracted by the memories of hours before to focus on what's happening.
"how do you always know when someone's not right for me?" you ask, spooning a shovel of ice cream into your mouth and looking up at winter with curious eyes.
she smiles, as if she knows something you don't, and answers without meeting your gaze.
"because you're looking for me y/n. that's why no matter who you decide to go on a date with, they're never right for you."
you shift into a sitting position, staring at her incredulously.
"what— no i'm not! what did i even do that made you come to that conclusion?"
"think about it y/n. who else is empathetic enough to cheer you up when you're on the verge of tears? who else is understanding enough of all your opinions and doesn't get mad when you think differently? heck, who else has short hair, just the right length that it doesn't fall into your face when cuddling?"
she's listing all your complaints from previous dates, you realize, and slowly but surely, the expectations you have for a significant other seem to morph into the person sitting in front of you. how could you be so clueless?
"maybe, maybe you don't like me. maybe you just like the idea of me. or maybe you're lying to yourself y/n, thinking that i'm just your best friend and nothing more. but maybe you should get it into your thick skull sooner or later that i won't always be here to console you after you attempt to forget me again, and that i won't always be here to like you back."
can u do jealous by eyedress with winter?? but like with a fluff ending and the lyrics are winters perspective (lyrics don’t have to be in the fic!)
conclusion . winter x gn!reader
about . 716 words,angst + fluff
warnings . none!
"where were you?"
you pause in taking off your shoes to look up at your girlfriend, minjeong, who looks extremely angry at you given the fact that you just came home. if anything, you'd anticipated a hug or more after a long day, but clearly the universe seems to have different plans.
"i went out to a restaurant," you reply, expecting it to be somewhat obvious since you did tell her beforehand.
"okay, but why were you sitting with a random man?"
you still, incredulous at the fact that your girlfriend knew that information.
"don't tell me you followed me—"
"i didn't. i went to our favorite restaurant to pick up some food for you, but turns out you were there too, sitting with a dude reminiscent of a date. am i some sort of joke to you?"
"jeong, let me explain."
"what explanation of yours is going to make this any better? oh, are you formulating excuses now? i won't fall for any—"
"MINJEONG! LISTEN FOR ONE SECOND."
she stops mid-sentence and shuts her mouth, crossing her arms as a gesture for you to continue.
"i did originally go out with my friends. however, after they left, i got a call from one of my clients asking if we could finalize the brand deal we'd made a couple of days ago, yknow, the one i told you i was stressed about. since i was already at the restaurant, i just told him to meet me there. in no way was i cheating on you, and both of us clearly had no intentions to either."
by the time you focus on your girlfriend, she has an apologetic expression on her face. you really tried to go easy on her, especially since she's been really stressed out the past couple of days, but you had to draw the line sooner or later.
"y/n, i'm so sorry—"
"save it. minjeong, i really love you, and it's okay to be suspicious sometimes, but you could've just called and asked me what was going on instead of coming to conclusions by yourself. now, i've had a long day, and i'm going to call it a night, okay?"
you in fact, did not end up calling it a night, because as you lay there swimming with the thoughts of your girlfriend and your actions towards each other, sleep is the farthest thing from your mind. and maybe minjeong felt the same way too, because as you shift around, you hear the soft padding of footsteps and the slight opening of your shared bedroom door.
"y/n, i know you're awake now. i'm really sorry if you don't want to hear me, but you deserve an apology, and i thought i'd give it to you now in case i chickened out later. i'm really, really sorry for making those accusations and not just clarifying with you. i trust you, i really do, but these past few days have been hard on me and my insecurity issues, and i just let it get to me instead of coming to you. i know that you love me lots, and if there ever is a next time, i'll come to you directly instead of wallowing in my own misery."
you push yourself upward, sitting upright in your bed with the blankets bunched around your waist. the light peeking through the small gap in the door ajar illuminates the remnants of minjeong's dried tear stains, and your heart breaks at the sight as you stretch your arms outward as a gesture for a hug.
your girlfriend glady accepts, burrowing into you as if you were her second home, and you curl up against each other, finding comfort in one another.
"thank you for apologizing. it might take me a little more time to accept it, seeing as i'm half asleep right now, but i'm glad you took the time to say sorry. i love you so, so much baby, and i'm willing to work with you on those insecurity issues if you'll let me."
"y/n, as much as i don't want to ruin this moment, you're starting to sound like a brand deal."
you laugh, looking up at her with mirth in your eyes.
