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[velvetgons]

yedam as your boyfriend;

yedam x reader

word count; 3.6k (ish i think)

requested; yes!! thank you both for requesting 

so i just have this big idea with yedam where he’s got the vibe of like. pining??

i feel like if he liked someone he’d be too nervous to ever tell them so he’d end up having that aesthetic of cute boy in your class that you occasionally catch staring at you but you never really know why

you think ‘eh maybe he’s just zoning out and i happen to be sat in the spot he looks at when he does that :// no big deal’ lowkey you’d wish he was staring at u because he liked u but u just feel that’s unrealistic because omg it’s bang yedam

but no. no. omg does he like you a whole lot.

he’d write you lil dated letters whenever he was having a lot of feelings about anything (example: he’d get stressed out by training and so he’d write you a letter about how he was feeling and how he wished he could be with you to help him feel better, or he’d get some really good news and he’d write you a letter about how happy he was and how he wished he could share that feeling with you)

and they’d go between being like lil notes that just said “dear ___, i’m really stressed and i wish you were here with me.” and being like two double-sided pieces of paper long that included him going off on 40 different tangents

after a while he’d have to start keeping them in a lil box because there’s just so MANY of them and he’s all ‘omg this is the most embarrassing thing i’ve ever done’ as he continues to add more of them to his collection

honestly? he’s not entirely sure why he keeps them because he’s convinced he’ll never ever tell you that he likes you. he thinks maybe he’s doing it so he can look back on it when he’s older and be like ‘wow remember that crazy time!’

and then he starts writing songs about you and then he realises that oopsie maybe this isn’t something he’s gonna just gradually get over

his songs abt you are either so sweet and cute and are like ‘i am: in love’ or they’re ANGSTY and are pretty much just him artistically saying that he thinks you don’t even know he exists

which i mean?? you definitely do. he’s Bang Yedam Himself. you know you’ve had a crush on him since you first got into the same school as him. you just assume he’s way too cool n pretty n smart n talented to ever even realise you exist

your pining level might be a tad bit lower than his to be honest?? you know you like him, you probably doodle his name in the corner of your notebooks with lil love-hearts around them sometimes, you know, to cope. and maybe you’ve daydreamed about him for a vast majority of the time you’re supposed to be focusing in any given class. but it’s all very contained, only you know you do this

but with yedam it’s like. all of his friends know. every single one of them has noticed or been told that yedam is absolutely whipped for someone he’s spoken to about four times

he writes you songs and people who know him ask who they’re all about, and he never knows what to say. he writes you letters almost daily but at the very least weekly, and keeps them hidden away that he would defend with his life if someone tried to read them. he gives you heart eyes in class that your classmates just kinda look at like ‘?? how have they not noticed’

speaking of him getting a chance to talk to you,, he’s so flustered he probably only says a maximum of two sentences

and it’s always his friends who’re like “___! hi! this is my friend, yedam, you remember yedam, right?”

every single time you get a lil bit flustered (but you’re keeping it #well hidden (even if everyone but yedam can gather that you totally like him)) but you say that “yeah!! of course, how could i not?” yedam swears his heart stops beating for a second

tbh, your conversations have never really gotten past that point, which really upsets yedam because he wants to know so much more about you!! he wants to hear you talk about things he’s asking about instead of just hearing bits of your conversation from classes and when he ‘accidentally’ passes you five times in the hallways

and he knows that if he likes you this much from just the things he’s gathered about your personality from this and subtly asking different people about you, then his ‘little’ crush is gonna get so much worse once he actually works up the courage to befriend you

but he’s just so :(( because he doesn’t know how to get to that point with you so he just avoids it altogether and goes about his daily life thinking he’ll have to eventually get over it

then. he’s walking down the hallways one day when everyone’s getting out of class to move to their next one and he sees you with your friends and you look. incredibly distressed

so he swerves to walk a lil bit closer bc his heart just went ‘:( hhhhh’ at the idea of you being upset. and he hears you talking to your friends about how you’ve just been feeling pretty down recently and you can’t manage to cheer yourself up and how it’s really bothering you

and even though yedam can hear your friends actively attempting to comfort you over this he’s still panicked because :(((( he hates the idea of you being upset and feeling like that and he just ?? doesn’t know how he could help you feel better

so when he gets home that day, he writes another one of his usual letters, except he really goes off in this one. it gets pretty long and he ends up, a. confessing his feelings for you, and b. going off about how perfect you are and how you deserve all the happiness in the entire universe

except, he doesn’t sign this one off with his usual, ‘all the love, yedam.’ and instead chooses the anonymous version of this with just, “all the love.”

the next day, he’s gonna rush to school to make sure he gets there nice and early, and he drops it into your locker and would probably literally run away

so you’d open your locker when you got to school and you’re all ‘??!! wowie’ when a piece of a paper with your name written in cute lil handwriting on is right there

and you’d open it and read it right there, but then you’d get a lil embarrassed because now you’re blushing and maybe your eyes are watering a little bit too

you know, obviously, that it’s like omg secret admirer!! because there’s no name saying who it’s from. but you really wanna know!! you’re all soft for them already and you don’t even know who it is yet!!  

yedam, who has been very inconspicuously pacing the hallway near your locker until you got there and read it is like aha!! mission achieved they’re smiling and they look happy!!

and so, much to your surprise, this becomes a daily occurrence. you get to school, open your locker, and there’s always another lil note, sometimes a whole letter!! and they’d be so sweet and cute and he’d probably write one where he’d be like “is this weird?? i get so nervous about making you uncomfortable sometimes :///” and you’d be like? well how am i supposed to tell them that it’s not at all weird if i can’t respond to them

so, in a lil bit of a risk, you write them a letter back, and you leave it hanging out of your locker just enough for it to be visible if someone was in front of it. and you don’t know who to address it to, so you just write, in the tiniest handwriting possible, ‘all the love,’ on the edge so they’d know it was for them

and when yedam goes to leave you another note he sees and he’s like xovofeiv so he takes it and reads and he swears he’s having a real heart-attack this time

the letter would really just be you saying, “this whole pining, slow-burn thing is real romantic and all but i wanna know who you are :/// i think i really like you too and if you’ve liked me for this long you should totally just tell me!!”

so yedam scraps the note he was gonna leave you, and instead gathers every single ounce of courage he has inside of him to write a really messy one that just says, “ok so this is gonna sound really weird but trust me!! can i have your address? i have a gift for you”

n you find it so you’re like ‘ok…..hm….ok well let’s just do it and hope for the best’ so you leave them another lil note with your address on and then head on home at the end of the day

and you’re pacing around your room wondering if you should take a sneak glance but then you think they’re gonna tell you who they are whenever they’re ready so :// you should just wait

so yedam just gets the box of letters from his house. and leaves it by your front door. he knocks and then literally sprints away.

and so you open your door to see this box?? and it’s got a lil note on the top that says your name and has his classic ‘all the love’ written on the top so you’re like ‘????!!!!! ok we’re doing this huh’

so you take it inside and go to your room and get yourself comfortable for this experience. and, oh my god?? you read every single one of those letters, and you realise the dates go back for ages, and they’re all signed off from yedam. by the time you’re done tbh you’d probably be crying because he’s just so lovely. and you’re literally getting to see different emotions and events in his life all at the same time that he’s expressing this Big Love for you and you’re just like. ok. this: hurtS  

and so when you go to school the next day you immediately go and find yedam, obviously. and he’s with his friends so you’re like “hi uh yes please may i talk to you :)”

for a second i think yedam would think he’s done something wrong but he’d still agree because!! he wants to know what you’re thinking about it

when you tell him that you’ve actually liked him for a while, too, he’d be so excited but he’d also be a lil bit sceptical,, like he doesn’t want it to feel as if you’re being pressured into liking him back because of it

so you’d show him one of your notebooks with his name doodled on and he’d dsfpvob have a genuine, serious heart-attack like you’d be a tad bit concerned really because he’d visibly react and look so!!! shocked

however, yedam does say that he wants to still do things properly because you deserve so much!! so he’s immediately like “can i take you on a date??? a whole date???”

and so! (after he has discovered a romantic and cute way to do it) he’ll ask to officially be your boyfriend because he has a big soft spot for classic romance things. like. they just. have a very special place in his heart

and hhhhh omg he’s such a great boyfriend??

so empathetic and caring he just has this magicians trick of understanding your emotions on a whole other level

you’re sad?? he can just Tell whether you wanna talk about it or whether you’d rather just be comforted by his actions instead

you’re stressed and tired?? he knows you want your space and he’s completely okay to give it to you

at first i’m not sure if he’d be great at expressing his own feelings though? i just feel he’d struggle to be cohesive and exact about it instead of getting upset

but if you sat him down to explain that it’s okay to not know how he feels all the time, and it’s even better if he wants to consistently talk about what he’s thinking and how things make him feel, he’d be so, so grateful

keeping to his new-found aesthetic, he’d keep writing you little notes and he’d write you long-ass letters on special occasions

he’s also just super chilled out in general when it comes to your relationship? he knows that it depends on both of yours respect and effort for one another and he also knows he has plenty of both for you so he’s not really concerned

might have some issues with getting jealous at first but just because he’s actually pretty insecure when it comes to you. he’d have the belief for quite a while that you could do better and eventually you would just find someone better than him

and he’d really try and express this to you (even if it made him emotional) so you wouldn’t think being jealous was a big part of his personality

but he really would work so hard on bettering that aspect of himself!! he’d make sure to communicate with you what was bothering him so you could either go through it and help him rationalise it or if it seemed like a legitimate concern then you’d talk about what the both of you could do to change it

and i mean he’s all for doing that when you get jealous too but honestly it’s so clear to you now that he is, a. not the type to ever do something to break your trust and b. ?? so, so in love with you

however! once he got over his insecurities, he would really rarely ever get jealous lol

as soon as he learns to understand that it’s him!! you love him!! and even better, you love him because he’s himself!! what a concept

but yeah as soon as he learns that he’s just so unbothered by the things that used to make him nervous or worried

i mean someone could literally flirt with you in front of him now and he’s just like “:) lol anyway” because he gets it now,,,

i also don’t think he’d be an overly protective type? he’s just concerned about how you’re feeling in every situation so he’ll check in with you when you’re out together and stuff but overall he’s quite a big believer in letting you solve your own problems

and that’s not to say he’s dismissive because if you came to him with an issue and wanted his help then he seriously wouldn’t hesitate to give you advice/do what he could to help

but if you didn’t come to him, he’s gonna try and let you work out for yourself because he knows you can do it !! and he doesn’t want you to feel at all like you’re being underestimated by him

yedam’s 100% the type to do the lil shoulder nudge thing to get your attention and then lean in to give you the teeniest tiniest cheek kiss before he’d mumble a lil, “you okay?” when you were out in public together

yedam is just That Boyfriend too!

he loves the idea of wearing matching clothes!! he’d get matching shirts and colour-coordinate with you before you’d go out to make sure it was a Cute Look even if it was just a matching print jumper and black jeans

traces lil circles and love-hearts on your hand with his thumb when you’re holding hands with him in public and in private

in private though, he’d routinely kiss your knuckles if you were holding his hand because oh boy!! he hasn’t reminded you that he’s thinking abt you in a couple minutes he doesn’t want you to forget

takes candid pictures of you ((does yedam have a phone yet sodfbdi)) and has a folder of them in his phone that he looks at when he misses you

has a picture of you as his lock-screen too

all of your friends are like ‘??? where tf did you find him??? he’s so Good???’

and tbh you honestly don’t know. like. he’s like ridiculously perfect in a relationship. you feel like something bad was gonna have to happen because it just doesn’t feel like he can be real

if you ever wore his clothes, he’d freak out so much because !!! wow that’s his baby!! and he’d think you looked so cute. he’d like ‘wowie picture time :,)’

ok and full offence his favourite types of kisses ever are forehead kisses. you have like fifty (50) forehead kisses every hour because you do anything and his first reaction is “you know what you deserve for that? a kiss!”

but he’d be too shy to initiate kissing you on the Lips for quite a while lol

even after you’ve had your first kiss he’d be a little nervous about because it still makes him blush afterwards

so forehead kisses are an easy alternative ((even if you’re taller than him. he’s not afraid to lean up to kiss your forehead. he’s a bad bitch.))

also for a while after your first kiss (which again, he’d make romantic and extra) he’d always ask before kissing you like that because he doesn’t wanna make you uncomfortable with him

and. tbh. arguments with yedam just seem literally impossible to picture? the boy is so fuckign nice and sweet and considerate that he’d struggle to argue with you….

i mean when he gets in bad moods it’s mostly because he’s tired or stressed and he’s already gone off in length about how wants to be with you when he feels like that so he just seeks you out to be like ‘it’s your favourite boy and he’s in need of Affection :-///’

and he doesn’t really get angry,,,, he gets frustrated but you can never really make him angry and + why would you try to, u know

if you snap at him, it just upsets him because he’ll think he’s annoyed you or done something wrong, he isn’t gonna argue with you about it

he honestly just hates, hates, hates arguments and tries so hard to avoid them at all costs, even if he’d end up not voicing something because he’d be worried it would cause you to get angry with him

you’d notice this though!! and always try to remind him that he has to tell you things and if he communicates it with you like he always does you’re not gonna be angry with him over it!!

and, like everything else, he works? and puts serious, genuine effort into making sure he does this.

after dating him for a while, he’d probably notice little behaviours like his own more ‘negative’ ones in you sometimes and he’d talk to you about them to so you could work on them!!!

everyone around would think your relationship when you first started dating was impressive, but it just…keeps improving…it never stops getting better….

yedam also really loves just Talking about everything with you. he likes to know about what you’re thinking and what your future plans are. he likes to know about weirder things too like what your opinions on aliens and ghosts are. he just loves to sit, be really comfortable, have soft music playing, and ask you about every single thing he can think of

i think a relationship with yedam would just very quickly turn into something you could tell was never going to hurt you?

like. sure. maybe some time in the future you and yedam could break-up. you don’t want that but you understand that it happens. but you can just tell that you’re never going to regret being with him you know?

you’d probably mention that to yedam at first and i mean, he’d be glad that you knew he was never gonna be a heartbreaker for you. but he’s also :( because he doesn’t want you to ever believe that you two weren’t In It To Win ItTM

tbh you really couldn’t picture ever having a reason to break-up with yedam either because?? you just never seem to be able to get bored with him, and you ((to be honest, if you’re honest)) feel like you’re falling a bit more in love w him every day

n he’s really just your biggest fan. he just adores you so much in everything he does.

you two are attached at the hip!! if you don’t particularly want there to be time when he gives you your space then omg you’re gonna be with him pretty much 24/7

yedam, as secretly as it is, loves having his hair played with and loves playing with your hair

he tries to do something cute w it sometimes but usually he just plaits different sections together or just runs his fingers through it really

also, yedam, cuddling enthusiast, remains the almost completely consistent little spoon

he is babey!! he loves being curled up next to you and feeling all warm n safe!! especially adores when he gets to wrap himself up in a blanket and be cuddled by you bc he feels like he’s on a cloud :,((

side note: if you give him nose kisses while he does this. he’ll just combust. he genuinely cannot handle the Feelings.

the only time he isn’t a little spoon is when you two are like. lazily cuddling when watching tv. he’ll just have his arm draped around you so you can have your face smooshed against his chest

also, don’t test him. if you’re sprawled across the sofa and he wants a cuddle and you won’t move. he’ll just lay on you. what r u gonna do about it other than move so he’s the little spoon again? nothing!

i think. i should stop here before i Go Off too much about what dating yedam would be like so hmmm

to summarise, i think any relationship with him would really just be the purest softest most healing experience there is?

and it’s so detached from reality too because he’s genuinely just such a good person,,, no one understands how he’s just so pure,,, and too good for this whole world,,, pls treat this boy Right it’s all he deserves

[yeunbins]

fuckboy!yoonbin

no fucking in my christian minecraft server + this was so uncalled for but he radiates big fuckboy energy so here we are:

so yoonbin as a fuckboy right,,

his usual attire is big ass hoodies and black skinny jeans (neither ripped or not)

you least expected him to be a fuckboy due to his high grades and quiet persona

but nah sis, we’re both WRONG

you see,, being quiet is just a persona he keeps up

esp. the persona he’s best known for in school

drum roll pls

a tsundere!!

bro like, he’s so nice but at the same time he’s not????

some days he’d be helping literally everyone around him

some days he’d tease them or push them over

and thats why girls fall for him LMAO

he’s like every girl’s dream man

I’M NOT WRONG THIS IS PURE FACTS. TESTED AND PROVEN

the way he hits on girls is like,,

the most stereotypical way how boys hit on girls

ya know??

like the obvious pushing them against the locker scenario

intentionally dropping their books

this causes girls to hate him right?

WRONG

he flashes his infamous gummy smile™️ right after

which makes girl’s heart fLUTTER

like mine uwu

he has also taken a liking on producing music

“like every typical white boy” — u sigh to ur bff mashiho

so this literally means he gives out random mixtapes to girls,,, who pass by his locker

JDJJSJS

did i mention he was the foreign exchange student from australia?

yeah he is sis

so anyway

literally this boi is so full of himself he just knows all the girls in school has fallen for him

tho he tries to like decline,,, when ppl run up to him like: “i like u uwu”

he would highkey be like: not interested bye

but like that’s what makes the people want him more

since they know he’s like playing cold and stuff

but sis he really ain’t interested !!

that was when his attention was on u

like wow the player-ish is falling for like a person who doesnt give a fuck

who would’ve known !!

he tries so hard to get your attention

but obviously failing at most

he’d attempt to drop your things but you dropped his instead

or he’s like making his way towards u

and ur like leaving

and his plan was that he’d bump into u

but u bumped into him first

nd he stumbles n stuff

makes him lowkey PISSED that he cant get his moves

!! right !!

right when he was abt to give up on u

his bff jihoon hypes him up

we love best friends

“U CAN DO IT BINNIE!! WE AINT FUCKBOYS FOR NOTHING!!! – jihoon, in the middle of the cafeteria

“bRO SHUT THE FUCK UP” – yoonbinz

and on a random ass day

he finally got the courage to ask u out

or attempt to

the fuckboy way ™️

“ur cute” he winks @ u

“aand you suck at this” – u counter

my man lost all the color in his face

he’s: embarrassed

“here’s my number since i know you’re gonna ask for it. better luck next time” – u hand him a piece of paper before leaving him in shock

and jihoon pops up out of no where

“so did u do it???” he asks

“no. she did it for me” – yoonbin

“BRO WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO OUR FUCKBOY CODE” – jihoon yeLLS out again

and that was when yoonbin knew,, he had a weak spot for u

tune in next time!!

the end!!!

[parkaiur]

Perfection - Jihoon

❀ Comedy + fluff + a dash of angst 

❀ Word count: 6.2 K

❀Being in love with your best friend sucks when they don’t feel the same about you. Once you think you will be pining over him forever, a new boy moves to your school and happens to share all the same classes as you. You start to become entranced with his cute face and fun personality, soon making you forget about the previous boy, or have you?

❀A/N: switching to first pov to see which i like more lol so dont attack me,,,  also im sorry for making these fics so long lsakdjfas idk if ppl like long fics or short fics so some feedback would be nice >.< thank u all for supporting me on my last fic as well ! :D hope u enjoy this one <3

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I rode into the school parking lot, rolling my eyes at the loud music playing throughout school. Every Friday morning, the school blared loud music inside and outside the school which I despised. I groaned and parked my car crookedly-- I was a terrible driver. 

“Wow, just another Friday morning.” My next door neighbor, Seunghun grumbled while getting out of the car. We had been neighbors ever since we were kids, and once we hit high school, Seunghun had to start driving me places since he was one year older than me. Of course, now that I was older, we took turns.

“I can’t wait to get out of this place.” I groaned while downing my coffee. I could never function without it. Seunghun patted me on the back. “You still have two years kid. Junior year is the suckiest too but at least it’s almost winter break.” 

I sighed and tried to ignore the rambunctious teenagers that were screaming and dancing to the music. That was just embarrassing. 

“Well, well, well, good morning to you two.” I jumped at the sudden deep voice behind me but my heart jumped when I saw who it was. “Oh, it’s just you.” I joked. Seunghun laughed loudly and poked Hyunsuk teasingly.

“Why do I even bother anymore?” Hyunsuk rolled his eyes playfully while walking next to my side. I felt warm at his close proximity, my face probably turning red as time ticked by. But of course, they were dudes, they didn’t notice. 

Seunghun and I had been friends since we were in diapers, but I’d only thought of him as an older brother figure in my life, and he thought of me as a little sister. Hyunsuk  had transferred to our high school during my freshman year of high school. Hyunsuk and Seunghun were both in dance club and in the same math class-- they immediately clicked. And somehow we all became best friends that told each other everything. 

Except that I had a big fat crush on Hyunsuk.

“School dance tickets are now available at the register! Go get your tickets now!” I saw the president of leadership shout these words through the commons. I tried not to flinch at the volume. Seunghun giggled childishly at my reaction while I pinched his side. “Hey! Don’t hurt me.” He gave me a cute frown which made me resist pinching him again. I knew he could tickle me to death if he wanted to. 

Hyunsuk then smirked and hit Seunghun’s shoulder playfully. “Hey, aren’t you taking Hyemi to the dance?” Seunghun’s demeanor immediately changed from confident to shy. Hyunsuk gripped my shoulder to keep him from laughing out loud. I felt empty when he set his hand down to his side once again. 

“Shut up, I haven’t even asked her yet.” Hyunsuk and I gasped dramatically at Seunghun’s revelation. “Kim Seunghun, the dance is a few Saturdays from today, how dare you!” I faked being shocked while Hyunsuk played along with me. Seunghun rolled his eyes and kept on walking. He was so done my and Hyunsuk’s antics. 

Seunghun then wiggled his eyebrows and punched the other boy on the shoulder. “Enough about me, I heard a little something through the grapevine that Hyunsuk is asking Kyungmi to the winter formal.” 

My heart dropped at the news, but I kept a playful smile on my face. I hoped it wasn’t faltering. “Wait, what? Why haven’t I heard about this?” I punched his shoulder while he cringed at the pain. 

I took a peak at Hyunsuk’s expression which was cheeky and mysterious. He was never the type to get flustered when it came to girls. The older boy adjusted his jacket and wiggled his eyebrows at the both of us. 

“Maybe I am, maybe I’m not.” He said suspiciously while fixing his hair. I felt my hopes getting lower and lower at his statement. Hyunsuk shook his head and slung an arm around my shoulder. I held in my yelp of surprise. 

This is normal, friends do this. Don’t make it weird.

“How about you, y/n? Who are you taking to the winter formal? Any boys been lining up at your door?” I snorted and took his arm off of me so that my heart would stop doing little flip flops.

I took a sip of my coffee and shook my head. “Nope, sorry, I’m the one with the boring love life in this circle.” I tried to not let my voice sound disappointed. I felt Seunghun pinch my cheeks. “Aw, y/n, it’s fine, I’m sure someone will ask you soon.” 

Most juniors and seniors had dates to the winter formal and if you didn’t, you were basically seen as a loser. I was going to be a loser, but honestly I didn’t care about being one. If I wasn’t going with Hyunsuk, I didn’t want a date at all.

“It’s fine, I don’t mind going alone.” Lie. I didn’t want to go at all. I knew Hyunsuk was going to pluck up the courage to ask Kyungmi and I didn’t want to see that happen. Nor did I want to fifth wheel the two of them.

Hyunsuk pouted and looked over at Seunghun. I was scared the two of them were planning something. “Are you sure? We probably have a few guy friends we could set you up with.” I saw his hopeful expression which broke my heart into tiny pieces and I shook my head. “Seriously, it’s fine, I don’t need one and I don’t want one.” My voice came out harsher than expected which made the two boys freeze. I heard the bell ring, meaning we had to now separate and go to class. 

“Truly, I’m not upset about it, just leave it be. I can have fun by myself anyways.” I patted the two of them on the back and scurried to class. 

As I plunked down in my seat for history, I released a sigh of relief. Most days I felt normal around the two of them, but whenever they brought up relationships or dating, I tried to avoid it at all costs. 

I plugged in my earbuds, getting ready to drone out whatever the teacher was saying. I had already read the chapter for this week so my first period was about to become snooze town. 

Before I could turn on my music, I heard a group of girls enter the classroom giggling and laughing about something. I was about to tune them out til I caught a sliver of their conversation.

“No way, he’s going to ask you? Shut up!” 

“Yeah, he just texted me and asked me to meet him after school!” I felt my heart drop as I turned and saw Kyungmi gossiping to her friends. Of course, Hyunsuk already decided to act fast since Kyungmi was one of the prettiest girls in the junior class. 

“Hyunsuk is asking you? I seriously thought he was dating y/n.” A wave of silence washed over the group until I heard a few chuckles.

I felt anxiety creep into my system and I quickly wanted to turn my attention away from the situation. 

“Oh no! They’re just friends. I mean, y/n is a nice girl but...” I heard her whisper the last part. “But I mean, she just isn’t Hyunsuk’s type, you know what I mean?” 

I clicked the play button on my playlist, refusing to let tears fall in this dingy high school classroom.

I dosed off in class, feeling the soft voice of Dean drift me to sleep. Suddenly, I felt someone kick my desk, jolting my eyes open. The teacher pulled out my earbuds which irked me to no ends. I hated when anyone touched my earbuds and I felt the urge to smack my teacher’s hands right then and there. 

“Ah, glad you could join us miss y/n.” I resisted the urge to roll my eyes when I saw an unfamiliar boy staring at me. He had round eyes that had sort of an edge to them, making him seem mischievous yet innocent. He was wearing a white hoodie and blue jeans which made him look good. I couldn’t help he was eye candy. “This, is our new student Park Jihoon.” He smiled at me and I gave my best smile back, which was my most awkward one. 

“Um... cool.” I noted lamely, unaware of the situation. I heard a few giggles throughout the classroom. Mr. Kim kept his anger in. 

He cleared his throat and directed my eyes to Jihoon. “I told Jihoon to sit next to the empty desk next to yours, but unfortunately, you were not awake to hear that. Also, mister Jihoon also happens to have the same schedule as yours, so you’ll automatically be his guide for school. Now, onto the second world war.” My jaw dropped as the teacher nonchalantly told me I had to be the guide for Jihoon.

It’s not like I hated the guy or anything, but being a guide for someone at my school means that I had to basically baby sit him. I had to include him in my friend group, talk with him during class, and make him feel welcome essentially. Usually people had to sign up for it, but I never did. I never liked the hassle. But apparently my luck keeps getting worse and worse as the day went on. 

“Hey,” I heard the boy next to me whisper. I turned to my right and saw Jihoon looking at me with bright eyes. I felt my heart waver at his cute stare. 

“Do you have a pencil I could borrow? I stupidly left mine at home.” He whispered. I nodded and tossed him an extra that he skillfully caught. “Thanks.” 

“No problem.” I whispered back. This time, I didn’t plus my earbuds back in.

-----

Class seemed like it ended sooner than usual. 

“So have you always gone to this high school?” Jihoon nonchalantly started conversation with me, which made me envious of him. I had never been the type to make friends so easily. 

I lowered my head so that he could see my entire face. “Um, yup. Been going to school with basically the same people since elementary school.” His face scrunched up in disgust and I let out a bark of laughter. “Yeah, it’s as horrible as it sounds.” 

I noticed lots girls were staring at the new boy who was standing next to me, a nobody with two hot best friends. I tried to not look at the crowd but it was hard.

“So, math next. Love that subject.” He grit his teeth and pretended to look angry. I let out a small chuckle at his childish antics. I couldn’t help my laughter, he was a funny dude. He gave me a small smile in return. “I hate math too, it’s my worst subject.” He nodded but narrowed his eyes at me. 

“That’s surprising considering you seemed like you were falling asleep throughout our entire history period.” I gasped at his accusation while he rolled his eyes. “Ok, in my defense, I already read the chapter, I don’t need to pay attention. I’m only there ‘cause our ass of a teacher has attendance as 20% of our total grade.” 

Jihoon’s eyes widened while I patted him on the back, a habit I picked up from being around Hyunsuk and Seunghun too often. Jihoon didn’t seem to mine it though. “Yeah, I know, that’s I just sleep in it. He usually doesn’t even care besides today since you showed up.” 

Jihoon shrugged and said nothing else as we walked to our next class. 

---

The day went by quickly and soon it was nearing the last period of the day. 

“Hey, y/n!” I heard Hyunsuk yell my name faintly across the busy hallway. I felt my heart jolt a bit in surprise as I stopped in the hallway. Before I could explain to Jihoon who was yelling my name, he was running at me at full speed. 

Hyunsuk quickly embraced me in a hug, twirling me around. “AAAH HYUNSUK, LEMME DOWN!” I shouted into his ear, yet I couldn’t stop myself from laughing. As Hyunsuk set me down, he locked eyes with Jihoon. “Oh, uh, hey, I’m Hyunsuk, you one of y/n’s friends?” Hyunsuk obnoxiously wiggled his eyebrows which made my mood deflate. I hated when he teased me about other boys, even though I knew it wasn’t his fault he didn’t know my feelings.

Jihoon didn’t tease me but instead laughed and shook Hyunsuk’s hands. “Actually she’s my guide, but I’m sure we’ll be close friends by the end of the day.” Jihoon winked in my direction which made my cheeks turn a bright red. 

Hyunsuk gasped and slapped me on the shoulder. Suddenly, I felt Hyunsuk pull me closer to him protectively. My blush, that was already bright pink, deepened at the contact. “Gasp, the only people y/n is close with is with me and Seunghun, the tall blonde tree over there.” Jihoon peaked over my shoulder to take a look at Seunghun. “Huh, interesting.” Jihoon mumbled.

I felt Hyunsuk’s arms grow looser around my body which made me sigh in relief. Jihoon raised a brow at me but said nothing to my odd behavior. 

“Hyunsuk, over here!” I saw another group of boys calling Hyunsuk over which meant he was leaving me. He gave me a pat on the back and glared at Jihoon before walking away. “I’m watching you boy, no funny business with y/n or else you’ll...” Hyunsuk did the cutting neck motion to which Jihoon responded with raised brows. Hyunsuk ran over to the other guy and molded quickly into the group. He was always really good at fitting in.

I noticed Jihoon was already looking at me when I turned to meet his gaze. “Um, sorry about that, Hyunsuk and Seunghun, the tree, are sort of protective of me. We’ve been friends for a long time now.” I explained to him. Jihoon gave me a soft grin.

He stuffed his hands in his pockets and glanced over to Hyunsuk. “So, does he know that you like him?” I choked on my own spit at his accusation. Wait, what? How did he guess that? 

Lie. You have to lie. “Um, what? I do not like Hyunsuk.” I spat out fake laughter and shook my head nervously. Ok I was a terrible liar. 

Jihoon gave me the look. That look someone gives you when they’re calling you on your bullshit. I sighed and gave in. “Ok, yes, maybe I do have a tiny crush on him but he doesn’t know, and he shall never know, got it?” I glared at the taller boy as he raised his hands in surrender.

“I’ll never tell another living soul, you’re secret is safe with me.” He pretended to zip his lips and throw away the key, making me chuckle in response. 

We walked into our English class together, sitting near the back of the class, where I usually sat. 

Jihoon abruptly turned to me. “Ok.. are you always this angsty? You sit at the back of classroom with your hood up and earbuds in in every single class. You act like you don’t know anything but somehow you answer every question a teacher asks you right.” He moved closer to you. He gently whispered in my ear, “and you fall for your best friend and never risk telling him because hmmm you’re probably too scared to get too close to somebody. What’s your story?” 

I should be getting upset at his mention of my crush, but all I could focus on was how close he was to me. Snap out of it, y/n, your hormones are just whack because all the guys you see are Seunghun and Hyunsuk. Chill. 

I leaned back in my chair, trying to calm my racing heart. His face wasn’t judgmental, but rather curious. “Hm, that’s a loaded question, or questions I guess. I don’t know how to describe my angstyness or where it came from. Also I can’t give you a reason as to why I like who I like and why I choose to hide it besides that it’s embarrassing.” I said the last two words louder and smacked his arm playfully. He laughed and clutched it like he was in pain. 

“Ouchhhh,” He whined and held it out to me. “Kiss it and make it feel better.” He jutted out his plump bottom lip to act cute. I gasped and hit his arm again. 

He, in return, laughed and pulled his arm away. “See, we’re practically best friends now.” He said softly. I had nothing to say because the teacher started class already but I had to admit, he had a way at making my cold facade warm.

------

It was the end of the day, finally, and Jihoon and I parted our separate ways. We exchanged numbers and he made me promise I wouldn’t drop him after the first day. To be honest, I don’t think I could if I tried. 

I walked to the parking lot, my familiar hood up and earbuds in. Even though I expected it, I felt two hands on my shoulder that pushed off of me, making me stop in surprise. I paused my music and took out my earbuds to face an excited Hyunsuk and Seunghun. 

“What-”

They both slung an arm around me, which made me greatly suspicious. “So, boy.”

“Dude.” 

“Guy.”

“Male.” 

“Cute boy.”

“Nice boy.” 

“Funny-”

“Oh would you two shut up?” I shoved them away and walked faster to the car. I heard them both laughing, even though their teasing wasn’t that funny. Especially when I still had feelings for Hyunsuk.

“Aw c’mon, it’s just I’ve never seen you with other guys... or other people besides us... willingly... like ever.” Hyunsuk babbled. Seunghun nodded in agreement. “He’s right. You always keep to yourself, I swear you were never going to make friends with anyone besides us your entire high school career.” Seunghun admit. I rolled my eyes and tried to get in my car. But the two stopped me to question me some more. 

Suddenly, in the corner of my eye, I saw Jihoon walking out, probably walking to his car as well. Somehow, the boy caught my eye and immediately waved and smiled. I didn’t want to be rude so I obviously reciprocated his actions. As he turned away, Seunghun and Hyunsuk looked at me with wide eyes.

“Woaaahhhh that was the nicest I’ve ever seen you act to someone. Are you sure you’re y/n??” Hyunsuk pressed his hand to my forehead which now burned because of his gentle touch. “Hey, you’re actually warm. Are you getting sick?” He stood closer to me and examined my face. I could tell he was worried because of his furrowed brows. 

Before he could think too much into it, I pulled his hand off. “Maybe I’m warm because I’m so angry at you two for being annoying assholes.” I spat and then proceeded to jump into the drivers seat. “Bye, Hyunsuk.” I pulled out of the driveway quickly and ignored Seunghun’s stare.

“Y/n, are you really getting sick? It’s almost Christmas, I don’t want you to miss out on our annual movie marathon.” Seunghun said, concern laced in his voice. Out of the two boys, I was closer to Seunghun. Yes, I loved Hyunsuk as much as I loved Seunghun, but Seunghun and I had a history together. He got me and I got him. It was painful to keep this secret from him, but knowing Seunghun, he would tell Hyunsuk immediately, not to be a prick, but because he would think it was the right thing to do. And I could never let Hyunsuk know how I feel about him. Ever.

I slapped his hand away playfully. “Shut up, it’s like a month to Christmas, I’ll be fine by then even if I am getting sick. And if I am getting sick, it’s because you two had the smart idea to have a water balloon fight in the middle of December.” Seunghun burst into laughter at the memory. I couldn’t help myself chuckle as well.

“You’re right, I take full responsibility along with Hyunsuk. We will cater to your needs if you do get sick.” He pretended to bow and I just shoved him away. Bantering with him like this felt normal, and I liked normal.

-----

Normal did not last long. 

I curled up in my bed, reading to read a trilogy I had been looking forward to getting into during the week. I felt my bed vibrate which signaled that I got a text. 

As I saw who the text was from, my eyes widened. “What the heck.” I whispered to myself, praying my parents didn’t hear me having a mental breakdown at 11pm. I took a deep breath and opened the text.

‘what’s fun to do around here? i’m dying of boredom x_x’ I chuckled at the use of his self-made emoji. He even texted cute. 

I waited a few seconds to not make me seem eager and replied ‘um... read a book?’ 

He read it. My heart was pounding. ‘... r u joking?’

I tried to conceal my laughter. ‘no... that’s what im doing right now’

‘wow... how sexy’ This time, I couldn’t help the giggles that flew from my mouth. Hopefully my parents were in deep slumber. ‘too strong?’ He texted back quickly.

‘no, you have the same humor as seunghun and hyunsuk tho lol’ 

‘wow the same humor as your two besties ,, im flattered’

‘is that sarcasm i detect?’

‘no sarcasm here captain’

I chuckled at his cute humor. I couldn’t help but feel like I’ve known this guy for years, yet I just met him yesterday. 

Suddenly, I saw those three dots appear. I gulped in anticipation. ‘are you ok?’ he texted randomly. I furrowed my brows in confusion.

‘why wouldnt i be?’

‘... you know...’

‘???’

‘... hyunsuk asked kyungmi to the dance.’ he deadpanned. Somehow, that thought had completely left my mind. And for some odd reason, I didn’t feel all too upset about it anymore. 

Fuck, that’s going on? You like Hyunsuk. You should be feeling upset. 

‘oh yeah, im fine, ill get over it tbh’

He read my message, but took a little longer to respond. I grew nervous at his next words. 

‘can i call you?’

Suddenly, my conscious just flew out the window. “What the... shoot what do I do?” I whispered to myself. It wasn’t like I didn’t want to call him, or that I was weirded out by it, but because I was nervous. 

“Fuck it.”

‘sure’ I waited for him to read the text. I heard my phone ring and I immediately picked it up so my parents wouldn’t hear. 

“Hi.” He said. His voice was deeper than usual and I heard lots rustling, meaning he was probably in bed. 

“Hey.” I replied back lamely. I had never really done the phone call thing. Seunghun lived right next door to me, so if he wanted to talk, then he would just pop over. Hyunsuk would just drive to one of our houses and force us to hang out with him. I guess I’d never experienced a normal high school friendship.

“So...” He trailed off. I held in my laugh. It seemed like everything he said was funny to me. “So...” I trailed off as well. 

“What are you wearing right now?” His voice dropped a few octaves, but his tone made me burst out into laughter. I covered my mouth quickly. 

“What the fuck, Jihoon??” I whispered hurriedly. I heard him holding in his laughter as well. “Sorry, it was an innocent question.” He joked.

There was a moment of silence for a second. “Polar bear pajamas.” I finally answered. 

“I’m wearing my boxers.” I spat out laughter at his truthful response. “What? Guys don’t really sleep in lots of clothes.” I covered my face, trying to not imagine what he looked like. 

“You’re an idiot, Jihoon. But, I need to hang up because you’re making me laugh too hard and my parents are in the room next to me.” I said truthfully. I heard him whine over the phone and I couldn’t almost visualize a pout.

“Then why did you agree to call in the first place?” He whined. “Because, I was curious on what you had to say.” I said truthfully. 

He paused for a moment, probably trying to soak in my words. “Good point. But, ok, I’ll let you go then so your parents don’t hunt me down for making their daughter laugh.” I bit my lip, hiding a smile at the declaration. 

“Goodnight.” He whispered softly. 

“Goodnight, Jihoon.” I waited a few moments til I hung up the phone, setting it on my counter.

What am I doing? I like Hyunsuk.

-----

I admit, I was a bit nervous to see Jihoon on Monday again. After our talk on Saturday, I felt like we got closer. I’d never bonded with anyone so fast before, well besides Seunghun and Hyunsuk. 

I sat down in our history class and listened to music. I felt a tug on my shoulder, which made my eyes shoot open. I was glad he didn’t tug out my earbuds as most people did. I paused my music and set down my phone.

He was wearing an oversized sweater with dark jeans. His hair was styled today and framed his face nicely. “Hey.” He smiled at me. I noticed how his teeth were perfectly straight, meaning he probably just got his braces off. How cute.

“Hey, you do the history reading?” I started the conversation to show I was friendly. He leaned his backpack against his desk and organized all his things on his desk. He narrowed his eyes at me while I chuckled. “What do you think? I was too busy chatting up pretty girls on the weekend.” For some odd reason, I felt my heart sink at that statement.

He was texting other girls besides me? I crinkled my nose awkwardly, a habit I had when I was uncomfortable. 

“For the record, the only girl I texted over the weekend as you." I looked into his eyes and saw his eyes softly gaze into mine. His brown eyes looked so doe-like that I wanted to reach over and kiss his cheeks. 

Jihoon then switched gears and gave me a goofy smirk to show he was kidding. My nerves died down at his teasing. “Shut up. I’m sure you tell that to all the girls you text.” I fibbed nervously. Jihoon didn’t take his gaze off me when he shook his head. “Think what you want, y/n, but one day you’ll fall for my charms.” He gave me a shy smile that contradicted his confident words. 

"Hyunsuk! Stop, just go to class!” The high pitched voice caught my attention with the name of my best friend. I took a look to the door and saw Kyungmi coming in, with Hyunsuk backhugging her. I felt my heart clench as I saw the two together. I knew they had been somewhat “official” after Hyunsuk asked her to the dance and she accepted, but it still felt weird and upsetting.

I felt my mood deflate when looking at them and it was obvious. “Hey.” I heard a faint whisper to my right. I pulled my strong gaze away from the two lovebirds who were laughing loudly and sharing intimate eye contact. Jihoon had his brows furrowed and concerned looking. 

“Yeah?” I whispered. I hated people pitying me and tried to play off my sadness as fatigue. Jihoon didn’t fall for it. Instead of speaking, he took my hand and gave it a light squeeze. Usually I hated when people touched me without my permissions... or at all. But with him, it felt normal.

Hyunsuk barely spared me a glance when he was with Kyungmi although he knew my schedule to a T. Or at least I thought he did. I tried to catch his eye, but it was no use.

“Why do you even like him?” Jihoon mumbled close to my ear, so that no one could hear it. I scoffed at the question. What was there not to like? Hyunsuk is attractive, athletic, a good rapper and dancer, funny, kind...he was basically perfect.

I didn’t realize I said those attributes outloud until Jihoon leaned back in his chair in annoyance. “Well, that’s not what I asked. Why do YOU like him?” 

“I just told you.” I spat. Jihoon shook his head slightly and pulled his hood up, copying my style. 

“Sure you did.” 

I opened my mouth to he meant by that, but before I could say anything, the teacher started spewing fact about the Korean War, making me lose my chance. 

-----

A couple weeks had passed and soon the winter formal was right around the corner. 

Jihoon and I were chilling in my living room, watching Infinity War as we ate pizza. I had grown close to the boy and found myself hanging out with him more than I hung out with Seunghun and Hyunsuk. Which they complained about constantly, but I couldn’t help if I hated seeing Hyunsuk and Kyungmi or hearing talk about her. It was a constant reminder that I wasn’t his to talk about.

“I feel like Dr. Strange is the most underrated of them all. Like deadass the man saw a gajillion outcomes of the future where they all died... what a traumatic experience.” Jihoon mumbled while stuffing a pizza into his mouth. I nodded in agreement.

“You right, bro. I would legit die if I saw myself die.” Jihoon paused at my dumb statement but just threw a piece of popcorn at me. 

By the end of the movie, we were sobbing into our blankets while the boxes of pizza were strewn everywhere. Jihoon grabbed the tissue box and wiped his tears. I felt him dab my tears politely which made me laugh. 

“Hey, at least you’re a pretty crier, some of us are less fortunate.” He joked while wiping his tears. He paused the movie so we could compose ourselves and mourn over the multiple losses. I threw my tissue at him. “Shut up, everyone is an ugly crier.” 

“Nah, I mean, you’re pretty so that’s why you’re a pretty crier.” I felt him lean closer to me which made me feel nervous. “I’m not even pretty.” I mumbled. Honestly, I didn’t feel like I was stunning but I wasn’t ugly. I could be looked at for more than 5 seconds without pure disgust but it’s not like I was drop dead gorgeous.

“Hm, that’s debatable.” I heard his voice drop into a low whisper and suddenly he was leaning in. My heart beat picked up and goosebumps formed on my arms. Out of instinct, I backed away.

Immediately, I regretted it after seeing the dejected look on his face. “Jihoon, I’m sorry I just.” I sighed in panic. “I just still like Hyunsuk.” I whispered. I saw him turn away in sadness which broke my heart. 

I thought we were going to sit in silence the entire time until he turned to me with slight anger in his eyes. “Or so you think.” He mumbled. He turned to stand and walk out. I furrowed my brows in confusion. I shot up from my seat and followed him to the door, thankfully, he didn’t make it too far. 

“Woah woah woah, what do you mean by that?” I demanded. “Of course I like Hyunsuk, he’s like...”

Jihoon turned to face me and scoffed. “Let me guess perfect?” 

Suddenly, with great timing, my door flew open.

“HO HO HO ! DID SOMEONE NOT INVITE US TO THE PARTY?” Before I could comprehend what was happening, Seunghun ran at me and scooped me into his arms. 

Hyunsuk plopped on the other side of Jihoon and slung an arm around him. “Hey, is this your first date or something, sorry to intrude.” Hyunsuk wiggled his eyebrows and nudged Jihoon slightly.

Jihoon forced a smile and shrugged. “Nah man, we’re just friends.” For some reason, I felt my heart deflate at that statement even though I just turned him down a few seconds ago.

Seriously, what’s wrong with me?

Hyunsuk ‘awwed’ at Jihoon and pinched his cheeks to where Jihoon ignored him. Jihoon still stared intensely at me like there wasn’t even anyone around us. 

His arms were crossed across his chest and his breathing was heavy. 

I assume Seunghun and Hyunsuk realized the situation and took a few steps back. Jihoon finally released some stress in his body and took a few steps to the door.

“Just.. Just call me when you’re ready to be real with your feelings.” Jihoon smoothly slipped on his shoes and opened the door. He gave me one last final look before shutting it softly which matched the shattering of me heart as well.

Seunghun, Hyunsuk, and I stood in silence at the awkwardness that rose from Jihoon’s farewell. I reached up to touch my face, realizing that it was wet with my tears. At the sight of them, I only broke down harder. 

“Hey, it’s gonna be-” I stepped away from Hyunsuk’s hug and held out my hands to distance myself. 

“Can you guys just go? I don’t wanna see anyone right now.” I felt my voice break on the last note and tried to hold in my tears. At first, I didn’t think they were going to leave, but I felt Seunghun pat my back before hearing the door shut, leaving me alone to deal with my thoughts and insecurities.

------

It was finally the winter formal. 

Yay. 

It was five pm and the dance started at nine. I wasn’t going though. 

I pulled the covers over my head and drowned out my sorrows with silence.

I had thought long and hard about Jihoon’s words, wondering what he meant. I liked Hyunsuk still... 

but did I really ? 

And what do I feel about Jihoon? 

Do I even care about who Hyunsuk dates anymore? 

I mean, I was staying inside crying over Jihoon and not even thinking to remember Hyunsuk and Kyungmi. I groaned and hit myself in the face with a pillow.

As I was laying still in my bed, I heard a knock on my door. I raised a brow as my parents knew not to bother me when I was in my room. “Are you decent?” 

I held in my eye roll as I recognized the voice. “Define decent.” I snapped back. The door opened, revealing a very dapper looking Seunghun and Hyunsuk. Suddenly I felt like a loser next to them. I buried my face in my pillows again. I heard Hyunsuk chuckle and suddenly the both of them were sitting on my bed, patting my back. “What are you guys doing here?” I mumbled.

“Where else would we be when our best friend is here, dying in her room?” Seunghun knocked my head gently with his fist, something he always did to me when I was a kid. My eyes swelled with tears at their kindness. I really didn’t deserve friends like them.

“Now, since we are here...” Seunghun started.

“Would you tell us what you’ve been hiding for so long? You’ve been acting so distance and out of it... it’s obvious y/n. Just talk to us normally, we’re your best friends. We will understand no matter what.” Hyunsuk finally said. I could tell when he was frustrated as Hyunsuk could never hide his emotions. 

“Yeah, what happened to the truth and nothing but the truth y/n?” There was a teasing tone in Seunghun’s words, but I could tell he was upset at me too, which made me feel like a bigger jerk.

Which is why I had to man up and tell them the truth.

“Fine.” I sat up from my bed and closed my eyes. Here goes nothing.

“So, basically, I had a crush on this dude. Who is not important. Anyways, Jihoon found out and I told him to hide it and he said he wouldn’t tell anybody. Long story short, I’m pretty sure Jihoon likes me and I am very, very confused on what I feel about him as I don’t know if I still like this dude. And also, I don’t really know what I like about the dude without what’s on the surface. And I guess I am losing romantic feelings for the dude as well. And with Jihoon, I feel so comfortable around him. Like everything is so natural and yeah I don’t know I hate myself.” I ranted before throwing my face down back on a pillow.

The two boys were silent for a moment until bursting into laughter. I lifted my head in confusion.

They both patted my backs and headed for the door.

“W-what? Where are you guys going?” 

Seunghun walked out first and gave me a shrug. As Hyunsuk turned to shut the door, he gave me a knowing smile. 

“Y/n, it’s obvious. I think you know what to do.”

Before I got a chance to say anything, Hyunsuk slammed the door in my face.

I sat there in a daze for a few short moments until I came to the realization. 

“Fuck I have to go talk to Jihoon.”

-----

I reached for my phone in a rush and texted him.

‘hey um, what r u doing right now?’ I texted off quickly before I lost my confidence. 

My hands were shaking in anticipation as I saw him typing. 

‘im getting ready to go to dinner before the formal’

I felt my heart drop at his response. I lost my chance... great. 

‘why?’ he texted back. 

‘just wondering,, have fun at the winter formal’ 

‘thanks’

A one word response, that meant he wanted the conversation to end. I set down my phone with a deflated ego. 

He already had a date. I guess he didn’t like me as much as I thought.

I sunk down in my bed and flopped over in my bed. I wasn’t the girl boys fought for, I was the girl you looked over, the girl you didn’t want.

I laid in silence to wallow in my self pity until I heard my doorbell ring. I groaned, thinking it was Hyunsuk and Seunghun coming to tease me again. I waddled down the stairs with a huge blanket wrapped around my arms. I flung open the door, ready to tell the boys to go away.

I was in great surprise when I saw Jihoon staring back at me instead of the two older boys. 

My eyes widened in surprise as he was dressed in normal clothes but I could tell his hair was styled and he put on cologne. 

“Hey.” His hands were in his pockets and his stance was really casual. 

“Um, h-hi.” I stuttered out. Obviously I was more nervous than him. He gave me one of his familiar smiles. “Can I come in?” I nodded and shuffled out of the way for him to enter my house. 

“I thought you were going to the dance.” I whispered, as if he wasn’t real. Humor danced through his eyes as he shrugged. 

“Nah, I sort of lied.” I raised my eyes in surprise. 

“Um, why would you do that?” 

“So I could do this.” 

Suddenly, he leaned down and captured my lips with his. The kiss was soft and sweet, yet passionate; it was everything I had imagined Jihoon would kiss like and more. His hands were gentle on the back of my neck and my hands moved to hold the belt loops on his pants. 

I heard him sigh as he pulled me closer. I could feel my heart racing faster at the close proximity. When Jihoon pulled away, I felt like I was missing something.

“Hm, just like I imagined. You’re so perfect.” He whispered closely to my ear. 

I shook my head shyly before pulling him down for another kiss. He was surprised at my action but melted into it.

“No, you’re the one who’s perfect for me. Not Hyunsuk or anyone else. 

Just you.”

[junkyeu-blog]

sick; kim junkyu⸝⸝⸝⸝♡

pairing: junkyu x fem!reader

wordcount: 1.1k

genre: fluff

request: “perhaps can u make one with junkyu and u have to take care of him something like that hsjsla“ + prompt nr. 29 with junkyu

a/n: this is my first scenario, I hope you guys like it!! The ending may not be the best but I’ve tried my best( ˶ˆ꒳ˆ˵ ) also thanks to Lyn for correcting some of my mistakes ilu 💘💕💞💓

"Wake up, baby. We're home" you said with warmth in your voice as you parked the car in front of your house. Junkyu's eyes slowly flattered open, when you tapped his shoulder.

"Let's get inside, okay?"

The boy looked at you with tired eyes, before nodding slowly as an answer. He opened the car door with shaky hands as you grabbed your bag from the backseat until you were out in the cold as well. Together you both walked inside, taking off your jacket and shoes, before you hushed Junkyu upstairs to lay down and rest. Once you’ve heard the dull sound of the bedroom door closing, you couldn’t help but let out a big sigh, helping you to get that weight off your shoulders.

Your worries were practically gone, but as long as he’s still pale and unfit like that, you couldn’t let go of the anxious feeling you had.

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"He fainted during practice for our monthly evaluation. He’s also been shaking the whole time, even though it's pretty warm in here. (y/n), I think he’s caught a cold."

You walked over to a pallid-faced Junkyu, who was wearing about three jackets at the moment. His friends were surrounding him, patting his shoulder and giving him worried looks, but they immediately moved a bit aside, when they heard your persistent footsteps.

Gently you put your hand on his forehead to check if he’s got a fever. You bit your tongue, holding back a sigh until you were able to crack a vague smile. Unfortunately, this wasn’t the first time he overworked himself like this, so you were already familiar with this kind of situation.

The boys around you patted Junkyu’s shoulder, telling him to get better soon, while you gave him a quick peck on the head. You took his hand and helped him stand up, before saying:

“Let’s get you home, babe.”

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It was already 6pm, when you walked back upstairs with a fresh, cold towel to check on Junkyu again. As soon as you entered the sleeping room, he turned his head towards you with a tired smile, which adorned his angelic face.

“Feeling any better?”, you wanted to know after sitting down next to him, your hand striking through his soft, black hair. He was shivering a bit, his forehead still warm. You took the towel and dabbed some sweat away, before placing it down.

“I do feel a bit better thanks to you” he yawned, before adding on, “I’m sorry for making you worry about me so much.”

“It’s okay, baby. Just...”

You looked down at your feet.

“Just don’t push yourself so hard, okay? If you feel sick, go home and rest. I know how much you want to debut but your health is the most important thing.”

He straightened up and gave you a quick peck on the cheek, your hand now in his. His thumb was rubbing small circles on your palm.

“I know that and I will try to take more care of myself. Sometimes though, I just forget about everything and focus on the evaluation that’s coming up and I get lost in practice.”

“That’s why I’m here. I will always be right by your side, making sure you’re okay” you assured him with a warm smile. “Especially when you get sick like this.”

Seeing his face lighten up as you said that, made your heart melt like ice cream in the sun.

“I’ve prepared some porridge. Do you want to go down and eat it or have it here?”

“Can you bring it upstairs, please? It’s too cold to put the blanket away.”

Softly pinching his cheek, you answered: “Of course baby, I’ll be right back”, before you stood up and ran down to the kitchen to fill a big bowl for you sick boyfriend.

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“That was so good (y/n), thank you!”, Junkyu praised, which made you laugh as you put the new empty bowls away. Both of you had finished dinner in bed, while watching some Netflix movies together. Snow is now falling outside, making it even cozier.

Junkyu has stopped shivering a while ago too, which meant he was slowly getting better.

“Now let me check on that fever of yours” you said, reaching for the thermometer on the nightstand.

38.6℃.

A relieved sigh left your moth when you saw the number on the small display. His temperature was not as high as from earlier today.

“You’re getting better bit by bit, Kyu. But you still have to take your medicine.”

As soon as he heard the word ‘medicine’ he groaned and pouted like a little child. His eyes were looking up at the ceiling, his arms crossed.

“Do I really have to?”, the boy whined. Instead of answering him right away, you just took out a pill from the packaging, whilst giving him a stern look. Sometimes you wondered wether you’re really his girlfriend and not his mom.

“If you want to get better soon, you have to take it.”

He groaned again, but this time he straightened up while doing so, before taking that pill from your hand, popping it inside his mouth. You gave him a water bottle to swallow it easier. After he made an almost disgusted face you gave him a teasing smile.

“See? It wasn’t that bad after all, was it?”

“Yeah whatever” Junkyu grumbled, but immediately softened up again. He rested his head on your shoulder, while also intertwining your hands under the blankets.

“Thank you for taking care of me though, (y/n). I love you and it means a lot to me having you here by my side right now.”

“I love you too, Kyu. You’re my boyfriend, how could I not?”, you whispered against his hair, kissing him on his head. You both remained silent after, enjoying each others company for a while.

Suddenly he turned his head towards you, locking his eyes with yours.

“Can I kiss you?”, he asked with a loving smile on his face. As much as you would have loved to, you shook your head.

“If I get sick, who’s going to take care of you?”

He just nodded his head in agreement, before his soft smile turned into a sheepishly grin.

“Well, is it okay if I steal you heart then? I mean, you’ve said it yourself, I’m your boyfriend after all.”

His attempt of flirting with you - beside the fact that he’s still sick - made you giggle like a silly teenage girl.

“You already have it and you know that” you chuckled while shaking your head over him.

“Oh bummer, I forgot. How about a kiss instead? It’ll only be fair, you know.”

“Still a no, babe. But nice try.”

[justjnky]

thank you lord jesus almighty heavenly father for the going crazy fancams cause we get to hear the entire music itself

AND BIG F U TO YG N YG EDITORS FOR ALWAYS CUTTING YOONBIN’S PART AND KYU AND YEONGUE’S PART

[jyunhaoloves]

[1:47 am]

yedam was slouching in bed, occasionally writing a few lyrics that came up to his head, when his ring tone went off. he looked at the screen to see your name shining bright. he was confused as to why you were calling him so late, but nevertheless, he quickly answered the phone.

“hello?” he says through the phone.

“yedam? did i wake you up? i’m sorry for bothering you,” you tell him, not wanting to disturb him.

“no, you never bother me. what’s up? why are you up so late?” yedam asks while pushing himself up to sit up straighter on the bed.

“i just couldn’t sleep, that’s all. i’m just nervous for the exam tomorrow, but you always put me in a good mood,” you softly say to him.

“really?” yedam asks with inflection in his tone.

“mhmm” you say with a smile on your face.

“well, uh, this might sound weird but, i made a playlist for you, earlier this week. and i’m not done with it yet but do you want to listen to it?” he hesitantly asks.

“wait, a playlist? for me?” you ask, confused and excited all at the same time.

“uh, yeah. is that weird? they’re just some songs that make me think of you. sometimes i listen to it to fall asleep,” yedam mentions shyly.

“no, that’s really sweet actually. can you send it to me? maybe it will help me calm my nerves and get some sleep,” you say, giddily.

“oh, okay! i’ll send it to you right now. good night, y/n, i hope you like it.” he says.

“good night, yedam! thank you,” you say.

“for what?”

“just for being you,”

[ponyoscenarios]

➳Not thinking about you pt2 // Kim Junkyu

Okay part two is finally here omg. I had soo much trouble with this but here it is fINALLY! I hope you enjoy it♡

PART 1

Breaking up with you wasn’t the only thing Junkyu did wrong, and now after he realizes his mistakes, he tries to make things right. 

Hyunsuk and Yedam flinched at the sound of a door being slammed.

“What’s his problem now?” mumbled Hyunsuk not looking up from his phone.

“Do you think it has something to do with Y/N?” asked Yedam worried, his eyes glued to Junkyu’s bedroom door.

“They probably fought again” answered Hyunsuk nonchalantly “I have no idea how has she not broken up with him by now, he’s been so obnoxious lately”

Lately Junkyu had become someone unrecognizable. His behaviour started changing for worse and it didn’t go unnoticed by his team members. The lively and mood lifting Junkyu everybody remembered was now just part of the past; lately he had become haughty, disdainful and disrespectful. He would ignore his friends, didn’t follow curfews, and over all was annoyed by everyone and everything. This brought a lot of trouble with the rest, specially Hyunsuk; being one of the eldest, he wanted everyone to get along well and since they had been with each other for so long he wanted it to feel like family, but with Junkyu’s attitude it was impossible to achieve.

“Junkyu, is there anything that’s bothering you?” Countless times they had initiated this conversation and countless time they had gained nothing from it.

“No Seunghun, I already told you” answered Junkyu dryly getting up from his seat and walking towards his room.

“Junkyu” he tried again “we can’t continue like this, what is it? Did we do something wrong?” he stepped in front of the younger boy blocking his way.

“I said no, just leave me alone” persisted Junkyu, walking past Seunghun and bumping into his shoulder on the way.

“It’s impossible with him” sighed Seunghun turning to the rest.

“I’m so annoyed by him” exclaimed Hyunsuk rolling his eyes.

It’s not that he tried to be this way, it just happened. He didn’t want the rest of the boys to see him this vulnerable. None of them knew about his breakup and he didn’t want them to, Junkyu knew they would just pity him or make him talk to you about it, and his pride couldn’t take it. He found some sort of comfort in being alone, but it also meant that sometimes he felt lonely without you, and whenever his mind betrayed him he resorted to checking your social media pages. It became an unhealthy and confusing habit. On one hand he always ignored the texts you sent him; you wanted to know his reasons behind breaking up, you wanted to know if there was something bothering him, you still cared about him, but he never answered them, you wanted him to remember old feelings and he didn’t want that; and on the other hand, he would constantly check up on you, he knew it was incredibly selfish but he didn’t want to see you happier without him, and by your lack of posts and the pitiful captions you wrote on some, he knew you weren’t and that pleased him.

“Guys you have to see this” exclaimed Byunggon handing the phone to Yedam, while Doyoung and Jihoon watched over his shoulder.

Jihoon gasped after reading a text you had sent to Byunggon “Is this why he’s been so sensitive?”

“He had been this way for a while now, so I don’t think so” responded Yedam shaking his head.

“Why didn’t he say they broke up?” asked Doyoung feeling worried for his friend.

Byunggon shrugged “Who knows, maybe he doesn’t want us to know, Y/N said he didn’t even tell her why, he just broke it off”

“That’s weird, they seemed happy together” added Jihoon trying to think what could’ve gone wrong between you two.

“Do we tell him we know?” asked Yedam cautiously.

“Let’s not to, he’ll tell us when he’s ready” answered Byunggon exiting from your chat and locking his phone.

The following days everyone tried to be as careful as possible when it came to Junkyu, they knew he was going through a hard time even if he didn’t show it. To him it was best if he acted as if nothing had happened, he thought the rest didn’t know so it was easier for him to continue as usual, or as he had been lately.

He assured himself he didn’t miss you but there were times in which something would remind him of you and a weird and unpleasant feeling washed over him so he realized that to completely forget about you and any regrets he might have he had to distract himself with other things. So he became extra obsessive with his career. His days consisted mainly on waking up late, skipping breakfast so he could avoid the rest of the boys, going to the company, working on stuff by his own, practicing with the rest and then going back to the dorm and locking himself up and only going out when Chaewon begged him to.

Junkyu knew it wasn’t healthy the way he was coping up with the breakup but he told himself there was nothing to be sad about. He had broken up with you because he was bored, he was busy, the spark faded, you changed, he had a million reasons to do it and it was for the best. He didn’t miss you either, he had everything he had ever wanted, there was no time for a pathetic relationship with someone who didn’t understand him.

One evening as he was checking your instagram as usual he came across a new post. It was a picture of you, Hani and two other girls he probably met but couldn’t be bothered to remember.

‘To new beginnings’ your caption read and he scoffed at how ridiculous that sounded.

“Yeah right” he mumbled to himself annoyed “as if she could forget about me” and as he continued reading the comments from your friends something inside him hurt.

‘You deserve to be happy Y/N’ ‘We didn’t like him anyway’ ‘You’re worth so much more’

A single tear rolled down his cheek and he wiped it immediately, there was no way he could miss you. But the longer he stared at your face the harder the pain in his chest become. Your smile looked so genuine and happy, and he wasn’t the one causing it anymore.

It took him six months to face the consequences, but better late than never. Doubt started clouding his mind and he started questioning his decision, was it for the best to break up with you? Of course, he needed to. But why wasn’t he feeling any better? Maybe he needed more time to process the situation. It had been a long relationship, he couldn’t move on that fast, his feelings were normal, he read that after a breakup people would obviously want to be back together, but he had to be stronger and not call you back. But then again, you were already moving on and that wasn’t part of his plan.

He concluded that he needed to see you. He didn’t want you to move on yet, and if you saw him maybe you’d fall back again for him, not that he cared about your feelings but he couldn’t take that you were moving on this fast. But he couldn’t go alone, it was too risky.

“Hi, are you busy right now?” he said nervously through the phone.

“No, why?”

“Let’s go somewhere, I’ll pick you up in twenty minutes, don’t make me wait” he said hanging up with trembling hands.

He made sure he looked perfect, he wore your favorite clothes on him and that one perfume you loved on him. He wanted you to remember every single moment you’d had together and how much you loved him, he needed you to be there for him, even if he wasn’t giving you anything in return.

“I told you not to make me wait” he said annoyed as Chaewon got on the car.

“I was only two minutes late, God, relax” she said rolling her eyes and looking out the window “why did you wanted to out anyway? You’re such in a bad mood”

He ignored her and kept looking forward as he drove. The whole ride he was tense and anxious, and Chaewon worried about him. She knew she was his only friend lately and as difficult as he might act sometimes she knew he needed someone by his side and she was more than willing to be right beside him.

“We came all the way here just for coffee?” she groaned looking at the store displeased and then back at Junkyu who was frozen in his seat.

“Well” Chaewon sighed “let’s go, what are you waiting for?” “Oh yeah sure” answered Junkyu coming back to his senses.

He entered the store as calmed  and collected as possible, but he was feeling the complete opposite inside, this really was a bad idea.

As he looked up to the counter he was half disappointed but half satisfied.

A brand new face he didn’t recognize greeted him.

“Hi, welcome, what can I get you?” a messy haired boy said brightly.

“It’s too late to get coffee” said Chaewon analyzing the menu “I want a salted caramel hot chocolate, what about you Junkyu?”

He stared at the menu hanging in front on them a little bit too long before answering.

“Can I get an iced americano and…” he scanned the place and turned to looked at the empty table right at the back. The place hadn’t changed at all, everything was as he remembered, it hadn’t been that long since the last time he was here, but everything about him had changed. He stared at his table, the one he always sat at, the one where everything had started. Sometimes he regretted choosing that coffee shop instead of the many others around. Things would’ve been so different then. “Do you have lemon macarons by chance?” he said finally turning to the new boy again.

“Of course” he answered smiling “they’re one of our best options, okay I’ll get you your order in a few minutes, have a seat”

As they went to take a seat Junkyu’s eyes lingered on his table, he didn’t dare to sit there, too much had happened in that place and it felt wrong to go back just like that.

“Why are you acting so weird?” She asked thankfully taking a seat on another table.

A knot began forming in his throat. Being at the coffee shop after so long made him realize that maybe he actually was happy once and he took it for granted. He remembered the times he would watch you work and he would write songs about you but he would always be too shy to show them to you, and now he regretted it, there was so much you never knew.

He scanned the place once again but he couldn’t see you anywhere, maybe you didn’t work here anymore. Maybe this place brought too many memories and old feelings to you and it was hard to take it. He smiled at that thought. Somehow it felt good to think about you missing him. He liked the idea of you remembering little details about him, or seeing something and be reminded of him, or cooking his favorite dishes when you felt lonely. He knew it was wrong but he enjoyed the idea of you still being head over heels for him even if he had moved on. And he had, there was no doubt about it, he probably moved on too quickly, when you were still dating.

“Y/N” a voiced exclaimed behind them.

On instinct he turned around. His heart started pounding inside his chest. He didn’t see you anywhere though, it was just the guy from before furiously wiping something off the counter, but just as he tried to convince himself he had heard wrong, you walked out of the kitchen.

You looked just like the last time he saw you, but with shorter hair, he knew you had cut it though, he checked your instagram often. Your eyes looked sadder, it wasn’t hard to notice, people say the eyes are the windows to the soul and Junkyu haven’t met anyone who fit that better than you. It was incredibly easy for him to know how you felt just by looking at your eyes and even though he tried to lie to himself and deny that he didn’t care about you anymore, it hurt him seeing you like that.

“Oh my God, Eric” you exclaimed bringing your hands to cover your mouth as you laughed “What a mess”

The boy- Eric turned to you with a pout “I’m sorry Y/N, I didn’t mean to”

You laughed again at his attempt to stop you from getting angry at him “It’s okay” you responded ruffling his hair and then taking the cloth from him and wiping the counter. “Go make another hot chocolate, I’ll clean this up”

You looked up naturally to apologize to the customers for the delay, and just as you did you locked eyes with Junkyu.

His heart skipped a beat and turned his eyes elsewhere. His face felt hot and he was uncomfortable. Chaewon noticed the weird exchange but didn’t say anything.

You couldn’t say you weren’t feeling anything. Your chest felt tighter and a knot formed inside your throat. You just wanted to get out of there.

“I’m sorry for the delay” you barely managed to say looking at your hands. “We’ll serve you your order in a while” you finished and almost ran inside.

“What’s wrong?” exclaimed Hani who was taking a break inside the kitchen, upon seeing you crying.

You shook your head unable to speak. “He’s here” you finally muttered.

Hani rose from her seat while Eric looked at both of you confused.

Hani peaked through the door and gasped as she turned to you.

“And he had the nerve to bring another girl in here, oh he’s dead” she exclaimed walking out outraged.

“Don’t” you stopped her grabbing her by her wrist “it’s not worth it, Hani”

“But he owes you an explanation! He can’t just come in here as if nothing has happened, it’s not fair”

“I don’t care, let him be” you shrugged

“Yeah right you don’t care, why are you crying then?” She pointed out and you wiped your tears immediately.

She got loose from your hold and grabbed the tray with Junkyu’s and Chaewon’s order.

She walked out the kitchen and towards them.

“Here’s your order, a salted caramel hot chocolate for the lady, and lemon macarons and an iced americano for a cheating bastard”  and as she said those words she poured the entire cup in Junkyu’s head.

Junkyu rose to his feet immediately and looked at Hani furiously as coffee was dripping through his hair.

Chaewon gasped and brought her hands to cover her mouth.

“What’s your problem?” exclaimed Junkyu stepping closer to Hani trying to intimidate her, but he didn’t know Hani better, she was never intimidated.

“My problem is you! Why would you come here after what you did? Don’t you have any shame?” You wanted to stop her from causing any more trouble but you couldn’t do it.

“I’m so sorry sir, we’ll get you another coffee, Y/N bring out a towel for him to clean himself” Eric spoke  fastly clearly flustered while pulling Hani back. He didn’t know Junkyu as he started working there a while after Junkyu started distancing himself so he didn’t know Hani’s reasons.  

Seeing you didn’t move from your spot he called you again. But you didn’t want to move, it was childish and all but in a way he deserved it.

Junkyu turned his eyes from Hani to you and his glance softened. He was embarrassed, hurt, angry, too many emotions came to him at once.

He now realized how you saw him. He realized you thought he had broken up with you over another girl but that wasn’t the case, he could have never done that to you.

But now it didn’t matter, he was too angry. He took Chaewon’s hands and exited the coffee shop.

“Oh my God, Junkyu why did you let that happen?” exclaimed Chaewon panicked.

He took of his jacket and tried to clean up his face ignoring Chaewon’s questions.

“Why did she even do that? And she called you a cheating bastard, were you dating her?”

Junkyu rolled his eyes at her “Can’t you just shut up? I’m not in the mood for it” “You’re never in the mood for anything” spoke Chaewon crossing her arms and looking somewhere else. “Why did you even bring me to your girlfriend’s work, that’s not cool, were you trying to make her jealous? It didn’t work obviously” she laughed as she remembered how that girl drenched Junkyu in coffee.

Junkyu glared at her “If you keep laughing I’ll leave you here” he said walking to his car.

Chaewon shrugged and got in.

Unfortunately for him, when he arrived at the dorms he was welcomed by the lively chatter from his team members coming from the living room and he was not in the mood for it.

He just wanted to go to his room and not hear a word from anyone but his friends had other plans.

“Hey Junkyu where were you?” asked Doyoung greeting his friend with a smile.

Junkyu rolled his eyes “Out” he responded not stopping to talk to anybody.

“Junkyu come here” spoke sternly Hyunsuk standing up from the couch.

Junkyu stopped and turned to his friend, “What?”

Hyunsuk usually let Junkyu’s behaviour slide but he always found it to be annoying, but tonight he wasn’t having it.

“I have no idea what you’re going through right now, but it doesn’t give you the right to be a fucking asshole to everyone” said Hyunsuk stepping closer to his younger friend.

Junkyu scoffed. “What I’m going through is not yours or anybody else’s business so stay out of it”

“I don’t care about it, my only problem is that you keep making everyone uncomfortable, so you learn how to behave or..”

“Or what?” asked Junkyu insolently while pushing Hyunsuk back.

Hyunsuk laughed in disbelief, he couldn’t believe what Junkyu was doing.

Seunghun stood up and stepped in front of them trying to stop a future fight but Hyunsuk pushed him out of the way.

“Or I’ll have to teach you how to” he said pushing Junkyu.

Hyunsuk knew this wouldn’t end too well for him, Jukyu towered over him, but he had to put him in his place.

As Hyunsuk pushed him, Junkyu pushed him even harder and that’s how it became a mess.

Hyunsuk threw a punch straight to Junkyu’s face and hit him hard, making Junkyu’s lip bleed a little. Junkyu then threw another punch to Hyunsuk stomach, and more punches and shoves came. Everybody else, alarmed, tried to separate them but they ended up being pushed around, and earning a couple of punches themselves.

Junkyu managed to untangle himself from the mess and walked out the dorms.

Everybody just watched him walk away quietly.

“Hyunsuk that wasn’t the right way to do it” spoke Byunggon running a hand through his hair.

“He asked for it” answered Hyunsuk wiping the blood from his lip with his shirt and walking towards  the bathroom.

As Junkyu walked out of the dorms, he realized he had nowhere to go. He started walking aimlessly until he saw a convenience store.

He walked in and received weird glances from the people inside due to they way he looked.

He hung his head low avoiding contact with everybody. He quickly grabbed a water bottle and tissues and headed outside after paying.

He wet the paper and dabbed it on his lip. He flinched at the contact and cursed Hyunsuk under his breath. Junkyu didn’t like the way it had turned out but he was too angry at his friend to feel sorry.

He continued walking and started thinking about everything that had gone wrong that day.

You didn’t want him anymore, he got a coffee spilled over his head, he got into a fight with one of the most important people in his life and now he was wandering around, it was too dark and cold and he regretted not buying anything to eat at the convenience store because he was really hungry.

He sat on a bench and pulled out his phone. He sighed as he opened up his gallery and stared at all the pictures of you he still kept.

Maybe it was because he felt extremely lonely and needed someone to talk to but he didn’t even realize when he dialed your number.

“Junkyu?” You spoke softly and it seemed you had just woken up.

“Hi” he answered and you could barely hear him.

“It’s almost 2am why are you calling?” you answered the phone out of habit but now you realized you shouldn’t had.

“I…” a knot formed on his throat stopping him from talking. He just wanted to cry, to apologize to you about everything, he needed your comfort, he missed you so much. But somehow he couldn’t say a word.

“Junkyu if you don’t have anything to say, let me sleep” of course you didn’t want to hang up but a part of you was just done with him.

“I’m sorry” he whispered before hanging up.

Tears started rolling down his cheeks and he felt too hurt to stop them. He had fucked up big time and now he would never get a chance to make it right. And not only was he a jerk to you but to his friends as well. He didn’t know how he’ll go to the dorms and face them after what just happened. It was better for him to stay where he was, or maybe go to a hotel and stay there for a while. Maybe he might even have to leave the group, he was too much of a hassle for everyone.

He was trying to think of a plan when his phone started ringing nonstop, he turned his phone off after seeing it was his team members. He was too embarrassed to answer.

An hour had just passed but it felt like so much more to him when he heard someone screamed his name from across the street.

He stood up and realized it was Hyunsuk.

Hyunsuk ran to him and engulfed him in a hug.

“You’re such a dumbass Junkyu” he exclaimed not breaking the hug.

Seeing his friend cry made Junkyu cry as well.

“I’m so sorry Hyunsuk” he said hugging his friend tighter.

“I know, I shouldn’t have been so hard on you” Hyunsuk responded smiling to Junkyu. “Now let’s go, everybody’s worried about you”

Junkyu smiled embarrassed. He hated to be a problem to the rest.

When he arrived at the dorms he was met by Jihoon who as soon as he saw him threw himself into Junkyu.

“Where’s everybody else?” Asked Hyunsuk sitting down.

“They’re not here yet” answered Jihoon breaking the hug.

“Where were they?” Questioned Junkyu but he already knew the answer.

“Looking for you, you idiot” exclaimed Jihoon slapping him.

When everybody came Junkyu properly apologized for how things have been, he told them what he had been feeling and that there was no excuse for his behavior but he felt terribly sorry.

Everybody knew of course but they were glad Junkyu finally decided to trust them with it.

“Why did you even run away?”

“I felt too embarrassed and angry, Doyoung” answered Junkyu as he played with his fingers still not feeling completely comfortable with the whole situation.

“You have to trust us” added Byunggon patting Junkyu on the back. “We’re a family”

“I know that” answered Junkyu rubbing the back of his neck. “I don’t know, I felt that if nobody else knew then it wasn’t real”

“So you still miss her?” Asked Yedam carefully.

Junkyu smiled bitterly. “Yeah I guess I do”

“She was the one who called us, you know” added Jihoon walking towards the kitchen.

Junkyu suddenly sat up and turned to him with wide eyes. “She did?”

“Yeah, we were going to give you some space but then she called and said she was worried something was wrong” explained Byunggon “so we went out to look for you”

Junkyu tried to refrain a smile. It felt nice to think that you still cared about him.

“Did you call her?” asked Seunghun softly.

Junkyu looked at the floor shyly. “Yeah I did, I wanted to apologize for everything”

“You wanted to apologize to her first than to us” joked Hyunsuk playfully rolling his eyes.

“No it’s just” started Junkyu being cut off by his friends’ laughter.

“I’m just joking, I know you probably have A LOT to apologize for when it comes to Y/N” added Hyunsuk.

“Actually” began Junkyu unsure if he should mention it. “I went to see her”

Everybody looked at him in shock.

“when?” exclaimed Yedam.

“Yesterday, when I arrived I was coming from her work”

“And did you talk to her?” asked Jihoon walking back in and looking completely engrossed in the story.

“No” responded Junkyu fiddling with the buttons on his shirt. “Something happened and I couldn’t”

“What happened?” asked Seunghun concerned.

“Uh, her friend might have drop a coffee on me”

The rest of the guys did not even try to contain their laughter.

“Well, honestly you deserved it” said Jihoon laughing.

The following days were better thanks to the support from the rest of the boys; Junkyu began feeling good, he slowly started becoming the person he used to be, before the break up, before debut; the cute light hearted boy who managed to make everyone laugh. And now his bond with the rest of the members went back to the way it was before or even stronger, and for that he was immensely grateful; it finally felt like a family again. He was aware that his only responsibilities were being a good team member and being happy for his fans.

He also decided it was time to take risks he had been too afraid to take before. One thing he had always wanted to do but kept it to himself, apparently for too long, was being more participative when it came to the production of their songs. He had always wanted to help write lyrics, he loved that but there was always a little speck of insecurity holding him back. But it felt like the right time to do so.

Junkyu realized now how wrong he had been when he thought he had to to keep himself so busy there would be no time to think about you, since that was never the case. There were times he would be on stage, trying to focus on his performance but his mind was set on you, or he would be practicing but the only think he could think of was your face.

“What is it Junkyu?” asked Yedam sitting up in his bed as Junkyu entered his room hesitantly.

“I wanted to show you something” answered Junkyu shyly “I’ve been working on something and I think I could show it to you” he said giving his notebook to Yedam.

Yedam scanned each page carefully, reading everything while a smile threatened to appear on his face. He was beyond proud Junkyu had finally gained enough confidence to show what he worked on.

“They’re really good, this one specially” said Yedam pointing at a certain page Junkyu was unfortunately too familiar with.

maybe it was us So helpless and young Or maybe everything was all my fault And I regret All the times Of leaving you, in the back of my mind Cause maybe it was me And I just couldn't see But maybe it was me

“Is this about…?” he said softly trying not to sound too intrusive.

“yeah” confessed Junkyu smiling sadly “I guess everything in there is about her in a way”

Yedam nodded empathetically “Are you sure you’d like to use this, isn’t it too personal?” he asked worried for his friend.

Junkyu got lost on his thoughts for a while before answering. “I want her to listen to it”

He waited everyday by his phone after the song was released. He knew he shouldn’t get his hopes up but he couldn’t help but want you to call him and tell him you heard the song. He didn’t expect anything after that, he just wanted you to know he was aware it had been his fault and that he regretted his decision; that it had been rushed and ridiculous and that was not how he had wanted it to turn out.

“She never called” Junkyu sighed, smiling in disbelief. It had been a month since the single was released and he had not heard anything about you; he could only hope you had listened to it but didn’t want to talk to him.

Hyunsuk patted his back but didn’t say anything, he knew there weren’t any words that could comfort his friend in that moment.

“I have to move on” Junkyu said after a while, running his hand through his hair.

“But do you want to?” pointed out Hyunsuk looking at his friend sympathetically.

Junkyu laughed, but it sounded bitter and hurt. “No I don’t, but I don’t have an option do I?”

He knew it was time to let go of you, it took him some time to realize what a shitty boyfriend he had been, but now there was no use in beating himself up for it. There was no way you could give him another chance, and he accepted it; you deserved so much better, he had always known that.

You deserved someone who could take you out and show you off, someone who could be there for you whenever you felt sad and show up at your doorstep with chocolates and flowers, someone who could share your happy moments and celebrate with you. You deserved a better boyfriend and he wasn’t the one. He needed to let go of you so you could be happy, because that’s all he ever wanted for you. And hopefully you were happier now, without him.

He tried picturing you with someone else, someone better. He tried to be okay while thinking about you looking at someone with the same affection you used to look only at him. He tried imagining you giving all your love and attention to someone new, and he felt incredibly selfish for feeling hurt. He didn’t like it, he didn’t want you with someone who wasn’t him. He spent to much time trying not to think about you, but he didn’t realize that all along you were the only one for him, and he prayed you thought the same way.

“He must have seen this already” whispered Hyunsuk to Byunggon in the kitchen.

Byunggon scratched his head while thinking “He would’ve said something” “Who? What?” chimed in Jihoon walking in.

Hyunsuk hushed him and motioned him to get closer.

Byunggon handed him his phone and Jihoon gasped, “He doesn’t know yet?”

“I don’t think so” responded Byunggon in all seriousness.

“We have to stop him from seeing it” added Hyunsuk trying to form a plan.

“Where is he?” asked Byunggon heading out.

“I think he’s in the bathroom” pointed out Jihoon.

“JUNKYU” screamed Hyunsuk walking towards the bathroom and knocking hard.

“WHAT?” screamed Junkyu back

“What are you doing?” asked Hyunsuk, receiving a slap from Byunggon for his dumb question.

“What do you think?” responded Junkyu sarcastically.

Hyunsuk laughed awkwardly “Oh yeah, just hurry up, OH and do you have your phone there?”

“No? Why?”

“Uh nevermind” added Hyunsuk before running to Junkyu’s room to look for his phone.

“Aha, here!” exclaimed Hyunsuk finally finding it among the mess in his bed.

“What do you plan on doing with it? Hiding it?” asked Byunggon trailing behind Hyunsuk.

“maybe” he said smiling mischievously “or we can smash it” he finished with a shrug.

Byunggon grabbed the phone from his hand. “We are not going to do that” he said lifting the phone up high out of Hyunsuk’s reach while the smaller boy fought for the phone.

“I think it’s for the best that he knows” commented Seunghun as he leaned on the doorframe.

“How do you know?” asked Hyunsuk stopping what he was doing.

“Jihoon told me” Seunghun answered casually.

“PARK JIHOON” exclaimed Hyunsuk and Jihoon walked in with an apologetic smile.

“What?” he wondered acting oblivious.

“We told you not to tell anybody” spoke Hyunsuk.

“No” explained Jihoon “you told me not to tell Junkyu”

“Tell me what?” asked Junkyu walking into his room as the rest fell into silence.

No one wanted to tell him what was happening.

“Well? Oh and why do you have my phone?” he said while taking his phone back from Byunggon’s hand and sitting down in his bed expecting someone to answer his question.

“Well the thing is” began Hyunsuk not knowing how to continue.

“The thing is?”

“The thing is Y/N’s dating someone else” Jihoon confessed while the rest of them look at him in shock and then turn back to see Junkyu’s reaction.

“Oh” exclaimed Junkyu awkwardly. “No, it’s okay” he said standing up “I’m fine don’t worry, it had to happen someday, that’s fine”

“Are you really fine?” asked Byunggon softly.

“Yeah,I’m good” he answered faking a laugh “How did you find out anyway?”

“It’s on her instagram” informed Hyunsuk not wanting to look at Junkyu in the eye.

“Oh, good for her” smiled Junkyu heading out while the rest followed him.

He turned to them and faked another smile. “I’m good guys, really… I’m just going to go for a drive”

“Let me come with you” suggested Seunghun, not thinking that it would be a great idea for Junkyu to drive by himself.

“No thanks, I just need to be alone for a while”

He was calmer than he had imagined he would be. His brain needed time to process what was going on and he didn’t want the rest of the boys there when it happened; it was something he had to do alone.

He just kept driving ahead without thinking where to go, it was until he stopped for a while and realized that he didn’t know where he was. He noticed a convenience store a couple meters away and parked his car there.

He breathed deep several times to calm himself down as his emotions began blooming. He didn’t want to go in looking like a wreck, let alone crying, he needed to calm himself down. He then walked in and headed straight for the snack aisle, maybe some candy or a soda could keep him distracted enough, but he didn’t even wanted to eat or drink anything, his stomach was a tangled mess.

As he stood in front of the snacks deciding what to buy, he noticed someone struggling to reach something off the top shelf, without thinking much he walked up to them to help. He grabbed the bag of chips the person wanted and handed it to them.

He dropped the bag as soon as his eyes turned from it to the person next to them.

“I’m-I’m so sorry” he stuttered quickly picking up the bag from the floor.

“No, it’s okay, thanks” you spoke and gave him an awkward smile.

His heart stopped for a second, he missed seeing you smile, even if it was a fake one.

He handed you the bag and you could notice his hands were trembling.

“I-” both of you spoke and then let a forced laugh.

“You go first” he offered.

“I have to go now” you said trying to look somewhere else.

“Oh” he said disappointed “Okay, it was nice seeing you” he said faking a smile.

You nodded and walked away.

He didn’t even notice he was holding his breath until now. His heart was racing and his palms were sweating.

Here you were, just a few steps away from him, he knew it was his moment to apologize, he didn’t expect you to go back to him, he knew you had Eric now, but the least he could do was to apologize for not being the person he had promised you he would be, if you even cared at all.

He grabbed whatever was nearest to him and quickly payed for it. He couldn’t let you walk away again.

He rushed out and noticed you were still in the parking lot.

“Y/N” he called out running towards you but as you turned around to face him he noticed the tears in your eyes.

He walked closer to you and as if on instinct, pressed his forehead to yours while cupping your cheek.

You didn’t push him away, it felt too familiar, you had missed it.

“Can we talk?” he whispered and you noticed his eyes where close, but little did you know it was to keep his tears in, and you just nodded.

He walked you to his car and opened the door for you.

As he went to his side, your brain started working again. It was like when he was around you fell into a spell and couldn’t think straight. You realized maybe getting into his car and talking to him wasn’t the best idea, but fuck it, that was what you had wanted all along.

You noticed how tense and anxious he was as he got in, and honestly you were too. It had been a while you had talked to him and you had not even the slightest idea what could it turn into.

He sighed and looked at you but you couldn’t look at him back so you continue staring at your hands which were in your lap.

“I’m sorry” he spoke softly.

A knot began forming in his throat, he didn’t want to cry in front of you, he didn’t want you to pity him, but it was hard to keep his emotions controlled.

“I’m so sorry” he repeated inching closer and grabbing your hand.

“Why?” you answered getting loose from his hold.

“I’m sorry Y/N” he continued and this time he couldn’t stop the tears, he knew he had hurted you.

You didn’t want him to continue apologizing, it meant nothing to you if you didn’t know which were the reasons behind it.

“But why?” you spoke sternly and he looked at you surprised by your tone.

He looked elsewhere and took a deep breath trying to calm down.

“I thought you were better off without me; everything was too overwhelming; I was too stressed and I guess I took it out on you. I don’t deserve you, I never did” he explained too softly you almost couldn’t hear him.

You wanted to believe him but it sounded too cliché and cowardly. This wasn’t the Junkyu you had fallen in love with.

“But it wasn’t better” he continued looking at you and inching closer “I missed you, I miss you. I was stupid, I can’t live without you Y/N, I miss talking to you all the time, I miss your laugh, I miss making you laugh, I miss your food, I miss our conversations, I miss everything about you” He was too close now, he prayed you couldn’t hear how fast his heart was beating.

He cupped your cheek and his face was just inches apart from yours. He pressed his forehead against yours and you closed your eyes. You had missed his touch, his scent, his warmth, if you could you would’ve stopped time right at that moment.

Slowly he leaned in, you could feel his uneven breathing as he got closer and you shut your eyes even tighter as your lips connected.

His lips on yours felt right; they tasted like home. As if you’ve been aching for this moment since the last time you had kissed him. His lips were soft and his kiss made you feel wanted. Butterflies fluttered in your stomach just as the first time.

He furrowed his eyebrows as he deepened the kiss and your hands went to his hair while he caressed your cheek.

“I love you Y/N” he whispered to your lips as he went back in for another kiss, but this time it felt different. Not as innocent and loving as the first one. He pressed his body closer to you even if there was not any more room left.

“Junkyu” you whispered trying to catch your breath but he didn’t want to break the kiss.

“Junkyu” you said again a little bit louder and tried to push him away.

He looked at you confused before realizing what you were thinking.

“I have to go” you said still not fully into your senses while you tried to open the door.

“Don’t” spoke up Junkyu grabbing your hand “I can be better for you, I promise you” tears started rolling down his cheeks as he spoke “I need you in my life Y/N please, stay” he finished looking at you pleadingly.

You knew what you were doing was wrong, you had just started dating Eric and he didn't deserve this. He had been so supportive and nice to you, it made you feel sick to think about what you were doing.

But on the other hand, the only person you had pictured next to for the rest of your life was asking for a second chance. You knew you deserved better than who he had been but he could change, it wasn’t going to be easy but even though you hate admitting it, he still owned your heart and you would drop anything if he asked you too.

After a few minutes of awkward silence you spoke again.

“Junkyu I was wrong.” you said softly not looking at him “I thought for a while I could die if you weren’t by my side” you laughed bitterly “I genuinely thought I needed you to be happy. I was so hurt, I felt betrayed. I waited for you to explain how did you fall out of love, I waited for you to call and say it was a joke, I waited and waited and you never came. I didn’t want to believe it, but I had to. I faced the fact that maybe you weren’t the one for me. I tried to move on but I couldn’t, until one day it just happened. You weren’t the first thing on my mind one morning, and I knew it was over. And it’s not that I deserve someone better because in my eyes, you’re still the best.” your eyes were full of tears and he was still holding on to your hand.

You took a deep breath and looked at him.

“But you made that choice for a reason.You thought you were better off without me and that’s enough for me to know I should let go. I will probably regret this once I leave but I’ll not regret it five years from now.” you finally said pulling your hand away from his and opening the door.

“Y/N please”Junkyu whispered and you could see it in his eyes he was just as hurt as you were but you had made up your mind.

You shook your head. “It’ll be better this way Junkyu” you finished with a smile. A genuine one this time. You were thankful for the good memories you shared but it was time to have a proper goodbye.

As you walked home you were breaking inside. You wanted to run back to him and tell him you took back everything you said. You wanted him to hold you closer. But you fought it back. It had been hard to let him go the first time because you didn’t want to, but it was different this time.

You didn’t want him back in your life.

A/N: “Junkyu’s song” is actually Sody’s Maybe it was me btw, check her out! Also, I’ve never broken up with someone soo I’m sorry if it doesn’t sound very accurate lmao. 

Thanks for liking the first part btw! It means a lot to me♡

[velvetgons]

junkyu as your boyfriend

junkyu x reader

warnings; don’t think so!!, maybe some swearing

a/n; :(( i’m really sorry for the slow updates on the two fics i have in my list!! i’m just a lil bit of a slow writer with full fics! sorry again :) 

requested; yes!! thank you anon :) 

word count; 3.2k :))

gif credit; virgojunkyu on tumblr!! ((if tumblr removes it again nvonv) as always, please let me know if you’d like it removed at any point!! :) 

ok so! as always, first of all: how did you and this overgrown child meet?

well, well, i have a Different Trope to offer you all today!

so i genuinely think that getting to know junkyu wouldn’t actually be a romantic thing at first?

as in, you’d probably meet him through having multiple mutual friends and you’d go to a lil get together with your friendship group and it’s just like:

ur friend would walk you over to junkyu and some more friends and is just: “oh by the way this is the junkyu i mention a lot!!”

and so you say hello and have a conversation with him and the group of people around you and it’s just very casual

but you end up really liking junkyu because!! he’s so funny and has a bunch of lil endearing habits and so – entirely platonically!!! – you’d ask for his number so you could talk more

and junkyu would be really excited and probably say something like “omg yes!! i can’t wait to hang out :)) see you soon!!!!”

which, to be honest, was super cute and maybe you blushed but you honestly weren’t seeing it as any form of romance

and from then you’d talk a lot, probably lowkey every day, and it’d just be a really fun friendship that you’d formed out of nowhere!!

he’d call you randomly throughout the day to talk about weird things he’d been thinking about (example: “ok just another quick question but how can we be sure that dinosaurs don’t just live underwater now? the ocean is so unexplored and there’s rising sea levels, and we just. we have no idea. oh my god, do i tell a scientist about this?? have i Done Something??”)

you’d always go out for lunches and late breakfasts and coffee meetings together and just joke around :(( n he’s definitely the type to wanna get like. four different foods for the two of you and just share them so he can have a bit of everything

will make you go to the park with him and push him on the swings. no exceptions and no excuses it’s a Must in this friendship

and omg you’d just be really close and you’d spend so much time with one another that you could watch movies and chill out and when something you wanted to comment on happened in the movie neither of you would have to say it you’d just do The Look and he’d KNOW

you’d also sleepover at each other’s quite a lot and it would be entirely normal,, like he’s just gonna fall asleep on ur bed wrapped up in a blanket and ur gonna fall asleep minutes later under ur duvet

or you’d take naps together because he’d get real clingy n just kinda. lay on you. and fall asleep. and i mean, he’s just so warm and soft you can’t help but fall asleep with him

affection would also be a completely normal thing too!! pretty early on into the friendship he’d just say, “to warn u i am a very cuddly person so if that’s not ok with you please tell me now !!” and you’d tell him it’s ok bc uwu he’s still the cute lil friend you met recently and that’s an adorable habit

but oh boy do you regret that now. he will just. cling to you. all the time. he’d lift your arm to curl underneath it n snuggle into you. he’d hold ur hand 24/7. when he’d get sleepy and you’d be moving around he’d back-hug you and be leaning almost all of his weight against you. he’d fidget a lot when you sat to watch things until he was pretty much either spooning you or he’d be leant with his back against your chest.

and lowkey you’d think it was such a cute thing because :(( he’s so precious and he genuinely doesn’t seem aware that he’s doing it most of the time

oof he’d probably give you lil kisses sometimes too? and he seriously wouldn’t think of it as anything other than like ‘smooching ur friends is completely normal ! normalise platonic affection !’ so when he’s leaving he’s gonna give you a lil forehead kiss. he’d give you a lil cheek kiss when you hugged sometimes

and it’d become a habit that you’d probably pick up on too like? if he’s sat within smooching distance when ur quietly watching something together: （￣ε￣ʃƪ）if he’s smiling real big and his cheeks look kissable:（￣ε￣ʃƪ）

and junkyu seriously just thinks all of his feelings for you are completely platonic like?? he thinks that he wants to kiss you all the time because you’re his bestest bud. and he’s always so clingy with you because he’s got big appreciation for you and your friendship with him !

you’re kind of in the same position with it too, u know, because like. junkyu is super cute and he’s handsome and nice and you wanna mwah but?? you’ve also seen this boy trip over air on multiple occasions and he’s held your hair back for you when you’ve been sick and seen you ugly cry before so you assume it’s just because ur super close

but then…one day…he’s just kinda sprawled out across your bed while you get snacks from downstairs and it’s the day you’ve mentioned ((very passingly like: “oh, he’s cute”)) that a waiter at a café you go to a lot is kinda cute

and he’s laying there. and his mind is just spinning?? he’s created this whole picture in his head that: cute waiter boy will give you his number, you’ll go on dates with him, you’ll start to call him your boyfriend, all those long phone conversations and movie marathons and cuddle sessions will be transferred onto this new boyfriend, you’ll stop giving junkyu lil kisses because now you’ll wanna kiss your boyfriend, you’ll end marrying this boyfriend and junkyu will only see you twice a year at mutual friend parties like he used to

which leads him to picturing his life without your presence in it anymore and he’s convinced that he can feel genuine pain in his chest at the idea?? who’s he gonna order too much food with, who’s he gonna watch dumb movies with, who’s gonna tell jokes that make him laugh so much his stomach hurts, who’s gonna have #deep conversations with him??

and then he’s thinking about you doing all that with someone else…and thinking of someone else holding your hair back for you when you’re sick, and someone else knowing your different orders off by heart, and someone else getting to see you ugly cry and hear about your problems and…….he HATES it

by the time he hears you coming back upstairs he’d rush off into your bathroom because he hates to admit it but he’s crying a lil bit and his face is all scrunched up in disgust at the ideas in his head

and you arrive back to ur room to find no junkyu :(( so you go to your bathroom (best guess which was indeed: correct) and you knock a lil bit and hear junkyu cough really inconspicuously before mumbling a, “yeah, just a minute.”

which obviously worries you because that’s your best friend and he sounds upset and the idea of him upset has your heart doing a sad keyboard smash. but you respect that it could be literally anything by this point so you go to ur room and wait there

and junkyu comes back after a lil bit and he’s like “i :(( need to talk to you about something kinda serious” because he’s a lil bit angry with himself because?? a: how did he not realise the feelings he has for you are not platonic at all and, b: he doesn’t want to ruin the friendship

which makes you nervous but you’re like… “ok.. i’m listening and supporting you :)”

and then he doesn’t really know what to say so he just, “please don’t date the waiter boy!! or anyone else!!” and so you kinda recoil because ?? hmmm when did you say you wanted to date the waiter and hmmm why does he care

but then he goes “please don’t date anyone but me…”

and you’re ?? because now that you’re thinking about it properly maybe you do like him romantically? but you’re just so confused because you honestly don’t know what you’re thinking

so you’re kinda like, “can i,, think about this?? i don’t really know what i’m uh feeling right now!!”

and he’s like, “yeah, yeah of course omg i’m sorry!! just….let me know??” n he’d probably leave you too it then instead of liking. hanging around after he’d said that

so you’d spend some time thinking it through you know like,, oh damn…maybe i do like him a little more than i thought huh…

by the time you told junkyu you felt the same he’d have been having four (4) heart-attacks a day waiting for your answer and he’d probably be like “aha! that’s so great! can i come see you,, right now… i’ve been missing you a whole bunch” but on the inside he’s having his fifth (5th!) heart-attack of the day

and so whoosh! now you’re overgrown child friend is your boyfriend :) lucky you

his clinginess? intensified! now he’d feel like there wasn’t the line between ‘they’re just my friend and friends do Not do that kind of affection!’

whenever you walk into a room with him to sit down now, you’re being pulled to sit right on his lap so he can cuddle you more!! his hand is in yours 24/7!!

but…now that you’re dating…he’s too shy to show public affection bc like…now it Means More

i mean people that saw you on the street previously would’ve assumed you were already dating but junkyu doesn’t know that

so no more lil smooches in public!! now it’s strictly hand holding, having his arm around your waist or shoulders, occasionally he’ll just hug you in the middle of a street (you’d be like “i thought you said toning it down….bro i…”)

not much would change but!! he’d love to have proper kisses now :)) kissing junkyu would be super gentle n sweet bc omg !! you’re his baby !! he wants to: love and protect !

let’s you borrow his berets as a sign of love…but he won’t hesitate to steal your clothes either like…

you got oversized sweats that he likes? claimed! you got a cute pink hoodie he just knows he’d look great in? taken! by the time you get the clothes back they’re just slightly stretched out at the arms because he’s long….and you’re begging him to not steal clothes that he must already know won’t fit him but he’s just “:DD they’re cute on me!”

but sadly this is correct. and you always forget not to flatter him because he tells you every time: “it makes me blush too much!! if you compliment me i’ll just die…i can’t handle it!”

this is especially an issue when you go shopping with him to get clothes because every clothing item he tries on you’d be like: “a king!! no one else could ever!! look how great you look!! excuse me while i: scream” and he’d just. squeal. and hide in a changing room because his whole face is boutta go red

having said that, he is your biggest fan! you wear a dress? he’ll scream and twist himself into ungodly angles to get good quality pictures of you. you wear sweats? he thinks you look so warm and cuddly you’re never leaving his arms again.

he’d compliment you all the time and half the time he wouldn’t have to think about it? like, he sees you and his first reaction is to just: “xvonbosab you’re so cute omg i’m in Love”

junkyu is also a firm believe in lowkey matching your outfits: same shirts but in different colours, same coloured different shirts and trousers, etc.

his headass would probably get you friendship bracelets back before he confessed and gets you an extra lil charm when you finally start dating :((

he’s also so caring !! if you told him you hadn’t eaten and it’d gotten to like 5pm he’d freak out because ?? you need to be healthy ! every time he moves to go get something for himself he, “do YOU want anything?”

will tell you to put a jacket on before you leave the house on a cold day ((you don’t because it’d ruin your outfit)) and later,, when you got cold,, he’d passively aggressively wrap you up in his jacket

full offence junkyu carries a candid of you and mashiho round his wallet and will Never remove it

on this topic! whenever you’re around his friends his heart just….beats so much faster…he thought there was something wrong with him at first but after turning to yedam and being like, “my hearts beating out of my chest dndobc” when you did something nice for mashiho, yedam was just like “well yeah it’s bc you love her lol”

and like?? junkyu just kinda. like yeah. he does. indeed. he uh um loves you.

and realistically he knows it wouldn’t be a big deal to say it because he’s said it a thousand times to you when you were friends but now that you’re dating it seems like such a big thing

but boy oh boy once he’s said it,,, it’s gonna be added onto the end of almost every single sentence

you know like the old “breathe in: boi” meme….yeah it’s that except it’s just a loop of junkyu telling you he loves you in the space of an hour

has to say i love you especially (along with a lil mwah) before he goes to bed so he can “have good dreams!!” but like he doesn’t have to lie you’d kiss him anyway ://

would try to make you breakfast but he can never make good quality ones so he just gets you cereal and brings it to you in bed while he does a lil breathy laugh like “it’s your boyfriend, the chef, here with your gourmet breakfast”

i just, i have a Thing, with junkyu, where i firmly believe he just doesn’t really like pet-names?? they’re just not really his kind of style when it comes to dating,, except there’s like one or two that he will. always. use instead of your name

he loves calling you like “angel” because uwu!! that’s you to him!! his aNgEl

he’d do this so often that he’d have your name saved in his phone as ‘my angel’ with a thousand hearts next to it, and his friends would tease him RELENTLESSLY about him but :]]] he doesn’t mind !

and! he has a soft spot for the classic,,, the iconic,, the overused, “baby” bc uhhh you’re His BabyTM? not clickbait?

he also loves doing dumb childish things with you. watching cartoons while eating candy in matching pyjamas? big yes from him! building forts and then sleeping in them? even bigger yes!

if you have drama to tell him about or a secret you have to go under a big blanket with a torch and set in the middle of you two while you tell him in a whisper so no one ((even though you’re literally alone)) will hear

((hehe………is this uhh how do you say…..a Teaser?))

if you watch a show you’ve been watching together without him he will genuinely be so hurt like. “that was a personal thing we were sharing!!! how could you betray me????”

but on a real level. i just cannot see junkyu as someone that does well in arguments.

if you were arguing back and forth and it got mean at all he’d be so upset?? he’d definitely cry no matter what in arguments but if he ever felt that hurt you or if he felt hurt by something you said he’d be such a mess :(

but i also don’t think he’d actually ever have very much to argue about like?? he doesn’t get jealous very easily after a while because he knows you love him and wouldn’t do that to him, he doesn’t get angry very easily, and he just like. completely understands what it is that you want and need?

you were really close friends before so you two would’ve told each other things that wouldn’t come up in day to day discussions with your s/o? like, “omg what’s your biggest pet peeve in a partner!” or even just saying things like, “i think, in that situation, i’m the type of person to…”

because from those conversations you both got to know the things you liked and disliked and what kind of person you both were, u know?

so if by some magic an argument occurred. it’d end quickly. because, a: junkyu would get upset and take some time to himself to calm himself down, or b: junkyu just :(( gives up and stops responding because he genuinely doesn’t want to feed into the argument anyway

he’s much more of a “calmly discuss your issues and find a good solution!!” type of person so he always tries to do that instead of even beginning to argue

n from what we’ve seen so far he’s a lot more of a sad stressed n tired so i think if he found himself feeling like that he isn’t gonna snap at you? he’d probably just want you to cuddle him and play with his hair so he can relax again

junkyu is also fully the type of boyfriend to do ur shoe-laces for you if they come undone you know he wouldn’t think about the ‘omg cute couple things’ he’s just “xocvbov you’re shoe-laces are undone ! you’re a walking hazard this is so unsafe !”

full offence but now that you’re dating junkyu takes you back to that café where you said the waiter was cute and is like “:D finally i can eat here again without feeling nervous!”

which is, to the friends he took to lunch with you and who were not there to witness his confession or that whole day, very confusing and just slightly worrying

but to you it’s like ‘:(( wowie he’s really my baby huh’

but overall i feel like honestly nothing would change after you started dating junkyu? you two would still be best friends and act just like you did before

except! now that you’re dating junkyu gets to kiss you on the Lips! and he gets to cuddle you while you sleep for the whole night too! and he gets to introduce you to people as ‘mY gIrLfRiEnD’

but he’s just such a warm and nice presence to have in your life that when you’d look back on it now like ?? how could you not tell he was gonna be the boy you fell completely in love with

and he honestly thinks exactly the same thing omg he’d think back to things he used to say/do with you or things he’d think about you and be like ‘how did i not realise those are in no way platonic things to think about your platonic friend What?’

but overall i think dating junkyu would seriously just be like being around your best friend 24/7 !!!