he was like, you’re soooo rude. boy, i couldn’t even care less!
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a/n: WHO ELSE HERE ON THE GREEN TEA LEEHAN TRAIN... everyone is toxic! thank you to my love rosypie for brainstorming with me!
#성호 SUNGHO
“i’m not like other guys” final boss sungho has a lot of opinions to say and even more chairs to pull out for you! he’s the intellectual one of the group - the one who actually has a head on his shoulders. he’ll show up to your hangouts with a leather-bound poetry collection “just in case you wanted to borrow it” and makes snippy comments about how some people just care about superficial things, while he’s a real deep thinker and actually reflects on the stuff around him. he updates and manages his letterboxd religiously and is always yapping about what the latest niche cult classic he’s watched. he makes a show of his chivalry - pulling out your chair like a gentleman; offering his jacket even when you’re not cold; opening every door before your fingers can even brush the handle.
he gets into fights with riwoo the most, calls him a try-hard and tries to always one up his stuff. “oh you’re reading bell hooks? that’s a great starting point. i’ve been really into octavia butler’s works recently”. taesan drives him insane because he can’t refute without looking petty and that just means he’s stooping down to their level and he can’t have that! the other guys exhaust him sooo much, he swears his iq levels are actively dropping whenever he’s in the same room as them, but not going to the hangouts means less time with you, and more time for them. he’s obsessed with being the different one - the sophisticated choice, and the best choice.
#리우 RIWOO
riwoo just came back from winning his local performative male contest. he argues that he’s aware and progressive and he has made everyone, especially you, aware of this fact! he comes to the group hangouts equipped with his latest feminist literature (that he obviously read on the train ride here) in his tote bag while listening on his wired headphones. he’s always talking about his enlightened views and is always the first to yell “wow, toxic masculinity much?!” at the rest of the guys.
to sungho whenever he holds the door open: “do you know chivalry is rooted in benevolent sexism?”. to jaehyun whenever he starts passionately defending you: “it’s so dude of you to assume [y/n] can’t fight her own battles”. but its all a performance! taesan is making comments like “wow, you’re so confident! i could never repost that many feminist quotes onto my instagram story without actually listening to women, you make it look so easy”. riwoo claims to be your ideological match, he gets you - totally! he’ll send you articles at 2am with “thought you’d find this interesting” even when you don’t! the hangouts drive him insane because why are you hanging out with these low level losers when he and his woke, politically correct values are right there!
#명재현 MYUNG JAEHYUN
you could be killing people out there and still jaehyun will be your knight! if [y/n] has a million fans, then i am one of them. if [y/n] has ten fans, then i am one of them. if [y/n] has only one fan then that is me. if [y/n] has no fans, then that means i am no longer on earth. if the world is against [y/n], then i am against the world. is his motto and he repeats it to himself every night before going to bed. he’s camping in your instagram comments like ‘bro she doesn’t want you’ ‘112.218.73.138 this you?’ and sometimes even resorts to passionate essays that fill up your activity notifications.
he takes his role very, very seriously. he’s always watching out during group hangouts and immediately jumps to your defense at any hint of attack. he’ll even defend the others just to get back at taesan - “erm, actually, i think sungho’s interest in cinema is cool’ - even though he could give less of a shit, he just hates taesan. jaehyun hears warning bells whenever leehan opens his mouth and bats his eyelashes and jaehyun tells you all about how you cannot trust that snake! but it just comes off as jealous paranoia and leehan just looks so hurt and innocent that jaehyun ends up looking like the bad guy. woonhak’s the only one jaehyun’s trust - he confides in the younger boy about all his suspicions, not knowing woonhak is tattling off to other people using this information. the others find jaehyun exhausting - but their opinion doesn’t matter to him, only yours does. he’ll write a thousand essays and send a thousand “i don’t to start drama but…” messages if it means you’ll give him a sprinkle of your attention.
#태산 TAESAN
taesan let’s everyone know that he’s your guy best friend, and there’s nothing that could change that - which also means that he’s better than the rest of the guys. he’s the “i hate your boyfriend” best friend’s final boss, he would not hesitate to call out their bullshit while making himself out to be the obvious better choice.
to jaehyun’s defenseness, taesan is saying shit like “i could never write such long essays for a girl that doesn’t even notice you, but i guess shamelessness is a skill”; and leehan’s constantly getting the “i could never act helpless just to get attention, you’re so much braver than me” comments. he would never let go of any chance to prove himself as the best choice. he’s just mean because he’s protective and you deserve the best (me)! he’s constantly reminding everyone of your shared history - bringing up inside jokes and shared memories and taunting the others with them. taesan believes himself to be irreplaceable - he’s the one person you can’t imagine your life without. he’ll sabotage any relationship that threatens your relationship and he’s just your honest, straight-forward best friend who tells it like it is.
#이한 LEEHAN
the world has never seen a scheming green tea much like leehan. he’s all pouty and wide eyed all the time, and he knows what he’s doing. and no - he’s not sorry. he’s falling and tripping over his own feet and going oh, i’m so clumsy! whenever he sees you and is completely ready to drive a wedge in between every one of your relationships so he can have you to himself.
he’ll accidentally send you a screenshot of taesan shit talking someone, know you wouldn’t like that, and he feels no guilt about it. he’ll flirt with you even when you’re dating someone else because ummm, why wouldn’t you? i mean - have you seen her?. whenever someone talks to him in the wrong tone tears immediately spring to his eyes and he’s cuddling into you and crying about how mean jaehyun was to him when he accidentally said something that set him off. he’s all doe-eyed and fragile and he doesn’t know what he did wrong!, and you have to comfort him because you're the only person that doesn’t hate him like the others do :(( leehan’s obsessed with winning you over, he’s a very, very patient man after all. he doesn’t want to be the one, he wants to be the only one, even if that means ruining some of your relationships forever.
#운학 WOONHAK
while everyone else is fighting it out, woonhak genuinely believes he’s the hero of his own romance story. every manipulation, every piece of chaos he creates, every relationship he damages - he’s doing it for you. it’s for the good ending! he’s doing it for you and defeating all the bad guys because… they’re bad! he’s the only one who truly cares for you.
so when he tells you about riwoo’s weird comments when you’re not around or leehan’s two-faced behaviour, he doesn’t see anything wrong about it! taesan tries to call out woonhak’s shit but all woonhak does is tear up and great, now taesan just looks like a bully and woonhak doesn’t even throw himself into your arms like leehan, he just goes and cries in the corner until you take pity on him. he’s just your innocent, naive, sweet little brother who’s, erm, kinda obsessed with you! he’ll orchestrate a falling out with your best friend just to crumble into tears and distress when you call him out because he just meant to help! he insists through sobs that he’s just “looking out for you” and weeping about how “this always happens when i try to help”! he’s your pure-hearted sweetie who saves you from all the bad guys and gets the princess in the end, so his actions are justified!! in the end, after literally setting fire all your relationships, he’ll look you in the eyes, believe he did the right thing, and expect you to thank him for it.
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the thing about mornings with woonhak is that they never go the way you plan.
you wake up thinking it’ll be calm. breakfast, music, maybe a walk. but it never is… because somehow, every single time, chaos finds him first.
this time, it starts with a crash.
you jolt awake to the sound of something falling in the kitchen.
groaning, you shuffle out of bed. you already knew who the cause of the sound was. you enter the kitchen and there he is, standing frozen in front of the counter with a pan in one hand and flour everywhere.
literally everywhere.
on the counter. on the floor. on his hair.
you blink, not even knowing where to start. “…what happened?”
he turns around slowly, eyes wide like a guilty puppy caught in the act.
“i was making pancakes.”
you stare at the mess. then at him.
“were you making them or fighting them?”
he bursts out laughing, and you can’t help joining in, because he looks ridiculous, covered in flour and smiling.
“i just wanted to surprise you,” he says, sheepishly brushing his hair back (which only smears more flour across his face).
“you did,” you say, grabbing a towel to help clean up. “i’m very surprised.”
he grins, taking the towel from you just to flick it playfully in your direction. “hey, don’t pretend you’re not impressed. at least i got the batter part right! that counts for something.”
you shake your head, but your heart melts a little when he wraps his arms around you from behind, chin resting on your shoulder. he smells faintly of vanilla and flour. the hug is warm and soft.
“you’re laughing,” he murmurs into your shoulder. “so i’m calling it a win.”
“you’re cleaning this up,” you reply, but your voice comes out way too fond to be threatening.
“fine,” he says, kissing your cheek before pulling away, grinning. “but only if you sit there and watch me. moral support, you know?”
you sit on the counter while he moves around the kitchen, humming something under his breath. every few seconds, he glances at you, smile never leaving his face. he can’t help but feel giddy every time he’s in your presence.
when the second batch of pancakes finally turns out right, he brings you a plate, eyes hopeful.
“well?” he asks, watching you take a bite. you sit there and pretend to think, tapping your chin. “still a little burnt.”
he gasps dramatically, clutching his chest as if you’ve wounded him. “you don’t appreciate me enough, yn”
you laugh so hard you nearly choke, and he looks so proud of himself for making you laugh that you give in, taking another bite just to make him happy.
“they’re good,” you say, softer this time.
his grin returns instantly. “told you I could cook.”
“you still got flour on your nose.”
he leans closer, nose scrunching. “then wipe it off for me.”
you do.
and somehow, that’s your morning. laughter, warmth, and the taste of pancakes slightly too sweet but perfect anyway.
because that’s just how it always is with woonhak. messy, loud, endlessly bright, and full of the kind of joy that makes everything else fade away.
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pairing: athlete!woonhak x nurse’s assistant!reader ft. nurse!jeonghan & basketball coach!seungcheol genre: fluff, highschool!au, idiots to lovers
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part 2 of nurse (kiss) me back to health
summary: with the game coming up, woonhak’s been visiting the infirmary less, and you’re starting to miss him… wait, what?
disclaimer: i know next to nothing about basketball so please forgive me if i use some of the terms wrong or depict the game wrongly T-T
Woonhak hasn’t been to the infirmary since he invited you to watch his game.
Now, you’d usually be glad that he’s finally not getting himself injured at least once every training, but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t miss his presence in the infirmary. Volunteering in the infirmary gets boring, even with the ever-amazing company of Jeonghan (Jeonghan’s words, not yours).
“You really miss him that much, huh?” Jeonghan swivels in his office chair, looking fondly at you.
“No, I don’t. He’s finally not getting injured every other day, you should be happy for him. I am,” you reply, unsure of why you’re taking on such a defensive tone.
Jeonghan simply smirks. “Oh, yeah? You’ve been staring at the door the moment you settled down here. As you have for the past three days.”
Oh, you think, he noticed.
“Okay, so maybe I miss him just a little,” you grumble, looking away from the door to glare at Jeonghan half-heartedly. Jeonghan smiles.
“Well, if it helps, Seungcheol’s been telling me that your little star player has been training extra hard lately. He’s been telling everyone he had to do his best for a certain someone who’s going to be watching, too,” Jeonghan nonchalantly reveals, completely not caring about the impact his words have on your poor, poor heart.
“Woonhak likes someone?” you think out loud, returning your gaze to the door. You sigh dejectedly. Of course he’d like someone, he’s Woonhak! And you’re just, well, you.
You’re so out of it you think you must be hallucinating, because why is Woonhak standing in front of you right now?
“y/n? y/n! I’m sorry, kid, they’ve been like this since you stopped coming. Give them a while, won’t you- oh! There you are, y/n. Go on, you manifested him here, didn’t you?” you snap out of your thoughts only to realise that Woonhak is, indeed, right in front of you in the flesh, and Jeonghan is embarrassing you to no end.
“Woonhak! What brings you here?” you jolt up immediately, grabbing his wrist to drag him away from Jeonghan’s field of view, all while giving Jeonghan your deadliest death stare (which, in Jeonghan’s honest opinion, only makes you look like an angry chihuahua.)
“I’m sorry about Jeonghan, I hope he didn’t scare you too much,” you smile sheepishly once the both of you are out of Jeonghan’s line of sight, scanning Woonhak for any injuries.
You notice Woonhak looking down, face red, and follow his line of sight only to see your hand still wrapped around his wrist. You quickly let go, rubbing your hand on your neck shyly.
“I-it’s okay, I love talking to him!” Woonhak smiles with his eyes, then notices you fretting over him. “Oh! I’m not here for an injury. I actually came to… talk to you?”
Your eyes widen, and you look up at him in surprise. “T-to talk to me?”
“Yeah, um,” Woonhak lifts a hand to rub the back of his neck sheepishly, “I wanted to ask if you still remember about the game tomorrow.”
“Oh! Of course I do, Woonhak! Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” you beam at him, “plus, I heard you’ve been practicing really hard for the game. You haven’t came here in so long, too!”
“Oh, well, yeah,” Woonhak chuckles, “I figured I wouldn’t have to keep coming here anymore since I’d be able to see you tomorrow at my game. U-unless you forgot! Which is why I came here, and you remembered, which I’m glad you did, and I’m really, really excited for you to- oh, I’m rambling, aren’t I?”
You let out the most melodic of giggles, and Woonhak thinks he’s going to die. “It’s okay, I thought it was cute!”
Woonhak’s ears have gone completely red, and he’s just standing in front of you, not saying a word. You panic.
“Oh no, did I say something wrong? I’m so sorry-”
“No!” Woonhak exclaims, then recoils, “I mean, no, you didn’t say anything wrong, y/n. I-I think you’re cute, too!”
Did he just call you cute? You freak out internally, but Woonhak doesn’t give you a chance to answer as he immediately turns on his heels and heads towards the door, turning back to say, “I gotta go, y/n! I’ll see you tomorrow!”
“Oh, okay! Good luck!” you shout, hoping he can hear you.
Jeonghan whistles. You slump onto the nearest bed and scream into your hands.
True to your word, you do show up to Woonhak’s game the next day, Jeonghan accompanying you.
“What?” he shrugged as he followed you out of the nurse’s office, “I’ve got to fulfill my best friend duties.”
You quickly find a seat as more and more people start piling into the gymnasium, and pull out your phone camera immediately after settling down to check your face.
On your right cheek are the words “Go #23!” painted in red, courtesy of Jeonghan, who looks on the whole situation with a lazy smirk on his face.
“You look great, y/n. Though I don’t believe he’d even bat an eye if you showed up in a trash bag, he’s just that into you,” Jeonghan chuckles, ruffling your hair.
“Didn’t you say he liked someone else? And why wouldn’t he bat an eye if I showed up in a trash bag? That’s so weird,” you scoff.
Jeonghan gives you his signature “are-you-serious” look and opens his mouth to say something, only to be interrupted by the booming voice of the student commentator.
“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome! To the opening game of this year’s highschool basketball season! On the home team, we have KOZ Highschool!” Jungwon, the student commentator, starts off the event on a high note, and the crowd erupts into applause and cheers as Woonhak and his team make their entrance.
You spot Woonhak almost immediately, donned in his bright red number 23 jersey with his hair pulled back by a headband, making him look ten times more ethereal. Your breath hitches. Woonhak scans the area around the court, doing a double take the moment his eyes land on yours.
“Woonhak!” you wave enthusiastically, and he beams back at you, pointing at his cheek, and then at you. You blush, mouthing a “good luck” as he gets called to warm up by Seungcheol.
“You guys are aware that there are other people here, right? Other people being your poor mentor?” Jeonghan teases.
“I’m just showing my support for them, you old man. Woonhak invited me to watch them play, after all, I can’t disappoint them!” you nudge Jeonghan playfully, your gaze returning to the school team, all of whom are warming up in preparation for the game.
Jeonghan scoffs from beside you. “Them? Honey, you’ve been looking at one person and one person only the moment the team came out. If this isn’t a big fat crush, I don’t know what to believe anymore.”
You open your mouth to retaliate, but find that you don’t actually have anything to say, because he’s right. You’ve had some time to think it over since Woonhak visited the infirmary the day before, and you had come to the realisation that you have a crush on Woonhak. You sigh, resigning yourself to the fate of unrequited love. Woonhak already likes someone else, so there really was no use figuring out you had a crush on him.
Before you spiral down the self-deprecating rabbit hole, however, the game starts, and you divert your focus to the game in front of you.
“Starting off strong, we have Riki from the Home team in possession of the ball!” Jungwon commentates, and you watch as Riki swiftly dribbles the ball past the midcourt line and towards the three-pointer arc.
“It looks like Riki’s facing some opposition now! What’s he going to do?” The opposing team surrounds Riki, preventing him from moving further. Riki quickly delivers a bounce pass to Woonhak, who dribbles the ball towards the hoop and delivers a layup.
“And there we have the first shot from the star player of the home team! That’s 2 points to KOZ.”
The crowd goes wild following Woonhak’s first goal of the season, erupting in screams and cheers for the star player. Woonhak jogs towards the wing nearest to where you and Jeonghan are sitting, eyes scanning for someone.
The moment his eyes land on you, he gives you a playful wink and points at you, before going back to the game.
“y/n, is there something you’re not telling me?” Jeonghan’s eyebrows are raised as he turns towards you.
You’re frozen in the spot, mind reeling from what just happened.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were dating already? And here I was, trying my hardest to set you both up.” Jeonghan sighs in mock betrayal, nudging you.
“W-we’re not dating!” you manage to choke out a reply.
“Really? He just dedicated his first shot of the season to you, y/n. That’s the kind of thing Seungcheol used to do to pick girls up,” Jeonghan chuckles, “this kid is really something else.”
Your mind fails to let you focus on the rest of the first half, and all you know is that Woonhak’s team is winning by a landslide.
HOME : AWAY
21 : 6
The second half starts with the opposing team gaining possession, and they get the ball across with ease, getting past the defenders like it’s no difficult feat.
This continues for most of the second half, as the opposing team manages to catch up to Woonhak’s team.
HOME : AWAY
21 : 23
“Are they getting tired?” Jeonghan wonders after the opposing team scores a three-pointer, and you search the court to see an exhausted-looking Woonhak. Beyond that, he looks… down.
“Go get ‘em, Woonhak! You can do this!” you stand up and shout as loud as possible, hoping your energy reaches Woonhak.
It does, as Woonhak’s head snap up immediately to see you cheering for him from the bleachers, and he beams brightly. As if a switch was turned on, the team works together better than ever, working to defend their basket from the opposing team and regain possession.
When Woonhak manages to gain possession of the ball, there are only ten seconds left for him to shoot. Woonhak quickly makes his way down towards the opposing team’s basket, swiftly avoiding the opposing team on the way.
At five seconds left, Woonhak finds himself outside of the three-pointer arc, unable to go in further. He breathes in, braces himself, and makes the shot.
“And the winner of the opening game of the season is none other than… KOZ Highschool! Give it up for their excellent teamwork, and Woonhak’s crazy clutch!”
The crowd goes wild, cheering and screaming loudly for Woonhak’s team. You jump up, too, pulling Jeonghan up with you (much to his dismay) as you cheer for Woonhak.
“Do you want to go down and see him? I think he’d want you to,” Jeonghan looks at you fondly.
“Are you sure that’s not weird?” you reply hesitantly, watching as the team lifts Woonhak and throws him into the air.
“Why would it be? I’m going down to meet Seungcheol, anyway, so you can come with.” Jeonghan waves your worries off, moving to get off the bleachers. You hurriedly follow him.
A few of Woonhak's teammates notice you and Jeonghan making your way over to them, and they start whistling and nudging each other, much to your surprise.
"y/n! I'm Junghwan! I've been wanting to meet the cute nurse Woonhak's always running off to see during trainings, but the little rascal over there forbid anyone from visiting the nurse's office, ever," Woonhak's teammate, whom you now know as Junghwan, teases, looking over at Woonhak, who is currrently talking to Seungcheol.
Jeonghan lets out an 'oh?', turning to you with a sly smile.
"Don't bully Woonhak, Hwan. Hey, y/n, haven't seen you in a long time," Riki nudges Junghwan before turning to you with a smile.
"Yeah, no shit. Woonhak stopped you from going to the nurse's office so many times. It's a wonder how you managed to recover without the angelic hands of Jeonghan," Junghwan retorts, chuckling.
"Aw, thanks, kid. You're free to come by anytime you're injured. I'll make sure y/n doesn't tend to you so you don't have to worry about Woonhak," Jeonghan laughs, and you shoot him a glare.
"Woonhak has been stopping all of you from going to the nurse's office? But why? He always comes to get treated like, once every two days," you ask, confused. Why would he stop his teammates from visiting the nurse's office when he does it every other day?
"Oh man, you're pretty dense. He wants to gatekeep you, that's what. The first time he came back from visiting the nurse's office, he wouldn't shut up about how 'the cutest student nurse ever just bandaged me up!'" Junghwan shakes his head and explains, doing his best impression of Woonhak. Riki sighs, shooting you an apologetic look.
"What are you guys talking about?" Seungcheol interrupts, coming to stand beside Riki with Woonhak in tow.
You suck in a breath. How is it possible for him to look so cute with his hair sticking to his forehead from sweat?
Woonhak meets your eyes, and lets out the softest smile you've ever seen.
"Well, we were just talking about how Woonhak has a massive crush on my student nurse here," Jeonghan explains in a playful tone, going over to stand beside Seungcheol.
Seungcheol bursts into laughter. Woonhak turns so red you almost feel sorry for him.
"Alright, let's leave these two alone, shall we? We'll be waiting outside, kid, take your time." Seungcheol smiles affectionately, ruffling Woonhak's hair and giving you a small nod before chasing the rest of the team out of the gymnasium. Before long, it's just the two of you left standing in the middle of the basketball court, save for the few spectators still making their way out.
"So," you begin, looking up at him with a huge smile on your face. "I hear you've been 'gatekeeping' me from the others."
Woonhak turns even redder, and you wonder how that's possible.
"Um, I mean, uh," Woonhak takes a deep breath. "y-yeah. I have. It's just, I’ve had such a massive crush on you ever since I went to the nurse's office and got treated by you for the first time and I didn't know how to ask for your number without making it weird so I just ended up coming over, like, every day just so I could talk to you! And then Seungcheol suggested that I invite you to watch the game and I did and I'm so grateful you came, did you see the shot I dedicated for you? Seungcheol told me that's how he used to pick girls up and so I tried it, I'm not sure if it worked though- oh my god, I'm rambling again, aren't I? Anyway, I just wanted to say that I really, really like you and I’d love for us to go out together sometime!"
You stay silent for a few seconds, trying to process what he just said, before breaking out into the biggest smile. He likes you!
You take a step forward. "I really, really like you too, Woonhak. I'd love to go out with you."
Woonhak lets out a sound of glee, pulling you into a hug. "Thank you, y/n!"
"Gosh, Woonhak, you're all sweaty!" you complain jokingly, wrapping your arms around his neck to hug him back.
"Hey, kids, not to rush you all or anything, but we're all really hungry here!" Seungcheol shouts from the gymnasium entrance, and the both of you break out into laughter, walking over to where the rest of the team are.
"So, I guess the dedication shot trick worked, huh?" Seungcheol nudges Jeonghan, shooting him a wink.
"You're such a dork, Ddaddu."
a/n: anddd here's part 2 of nurse (kiss) me back to health! writing this had me giggling and kicking my feet up in the air i love woonhak sm i hope y'all liked it as much as i did!
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