Keita had you laid out under him, your legs spread wide and shaking as he drilled into you with deep, relentless strokes. His grip on your thighs was firm, thumbs digging into your skin like he was holding himself back from completely losing it. The way his hips met yours again and again had your mind slipping, body winding tighter with every thrust.
You were close—too close.
“Keita,” you whimpered, barely able to breathe, “I—I can’t…”
And then your body gave out. A sudden rush of wetness gushed out of you, soaking his lower abdomen and dripping onto the sheets below. Your legs clamped around him instinctively, and your back arched hard as the orgasm ripped through you.
Keita froze.
His jaw slackened as he looked down, then slowly dragged his gaze back up to meet your dazed, messy expression. “Did you just—fuck, babe… you squirted?” His voice was wrecked, something between awe and pure lust.
He pulled back just enough to see the mess glistening on his abs, then let out a low, breathless laugh. “Shit, that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever felt.”
Before you could say a word, his fingers were between your thighs, spreading your slickness, deliberately teasing your overstimulated clit. “You kept that from me?” he growled playfully. “You’ve been hiding this filthy little talent?”
You gasped, trying to pull away, but he pinned your hips down, smirking. “Oh no, baby. Now that I know you can do that…” He lined himself up again, pushing back in with one deep, slow stroke. “We’re not stopping until you do it again.”
Hanbin
You’d already come three times, but Hanbin wasn’t done. His face was buried between your thighs like it was the only place he ever wanted to be. His tongue moved with maddening precision, licking slow circles around your clit before sucking it into his mouth with just the right amount of pressure. He moaned against you like he was the one getting off from this.
Your legs were trembling, your fingers tangled tight in his hair, pulling at the roots. “Hanbin,” you gasped, voice cracking, “I can’t—I’m too sensitive.”
He just growled, gripping your thighs tighter, spreading them wide. “You can, baby. You will.” His tongue slid lower, teasing every inch before curling back up to your swollen clit. “I’m not stopping until you’re dripping down my chin.”
Your whole body locked up—and then it hit.
You came with a cry, the orgasm ripping through you like lightning. But this time, it wasn’t just a climax. A gush of wetness poured out of you, and you squirted hard, coating Hanbin’s face, soaking his mouth, his nose, his chest.
“Oh fuck,” he groaned, pulling back just enough to look up at you, his lips shiny, his face soaked. “You squirted for me, baby? You made this mess just from my tongue?”
You couldn’t speak—your thighs were still shaking, your body twitching with aftershocks. Hanbin licked his lips slowly, eyes devouring you. “You look so fucking hot like this,” he whispered, dragging his fingers through your slick and sliding two back inside you, pumping slowly. “And you’re still so wet… God, I love this pussy.”
Then he leaned back in, licking up everything you’d given him, groaning like he was tasting something divine. “I want you like this every night,” he murmured, voice wrecked with need. “Fucking ruined, trembling, and making a mess all over my face.”
Joenghyeon
Your body was already trembling as Jeonghyeon gripped your hips from behind, his cock sliding into you with deep, smooth strokes that had your eyes rolling back. The way he moved—controlled, steady, focused—made your knees weak. He watched the way your body responded to him, how your back arched every time he hit just the right spot.
“Feel that?” he murmured, voice low and rough in your ear as he leaned over you, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. “You’re so tight like this, baby. So fucking wet.”
You moaned, your hands grabbing the sheets for something to ground you. Every stroke felt deeper than the last, and the way his fingers dug into your waist had you right on the edge.
“I’m not stopping,” he growled, his pace picking up. “You’re gonna come for me again.”
And you did.
Hard.
A cry ripped from your throat as your whole body spasmed—and then it happened. A rush of wetness gushed out of you, soaking both of you, your thighs shaking violently. The sound it made against his skin, the mess of it—it was overwhelming.
Jeonghyeon choked out a moan, faltering mid-thrust. “Holy shit—baby,” he gasped, eyes blown wide, hands holding you even tighter. “You just squirted all over me.”
He looked down at the way your slick was dripping down his thighs, then grabbed your ass with both hands, groaning like he was losing his mind. “Fuck, that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever felt. You’re insane.”
And then he slammed back into you, deeper than before, his pace rough and hungry now. “You’re gonna do that again,” he panted. “I don’t care how many times it takes—I wanna feel you explode around me over and over.”
Seongeon
Your fingers were tangled tightly in Seungeon’s, arms stretched above your head as he held you down gently but firmly. His body was pressed flush against yours, hips rolling slow and deep, each thrust dragging a whimper from your throat. He had already made you come twice—once with his mouth, then again barely moments after sliding inside you—and now you were nearly trembling beneath him, your legs wrapped tightly around his waist, trying to keep him as close as possible.
“You’re so sensitive,” he murmured against your cheek, breath warm, his lips brushing soft kisses across your jaw. “But you’re still taking me so well.” He thrust again, slow but deep, and your breath hitched. His eyes never left your face, watching every twitch, every moan, every flutter of your lashes like he was memorizing it all.
His grip on your hands tightened just slightly as he adjusted his angle, hips snapping forward with a little more force. “Right there?” he asked low, voice thick, and all you could do was nod as your body tensed around him.
He kept hitting that same spot, over and over, his pace growing a little rougher, but he stayed close—lips brushing yours, body completely wrapped around you. Your moans got higher, desperate, your thighs trembling around him, and then—just when you thought you’d break—you felt it. A sudden wave of pressure deep in your core, like something inside you was snapping free.
You gasped, body jolting, and then it happened—your back arched as you squirted unexpectedly, a rush of wetness between your legs, your breath catching in shock.
Seungeon froze for a beat, eyes wide as he felt it. “Baby…” he whispered, staring down at you like you were magic. “You just—fuck.” His hips twitched, still inside you, and then a slow, wicked smile spread across his face.
You were still gasping beneath him, overwhelmed and trembling, and he lowered himself back down, brushing his lips against your cheek. His hand slid to cradle the side of your face, thumb stroking gently. “That was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he murmured, forehead resting against yours.
He didn’t move to chase anything else. He just held you there, kissed you soft and slow, letting you ride out the aftershocks in the safety of his arms.
Yunseo
You were still shaking from your third orgasm when Yunseo grabbed your waist and pulled you on top of him, his cock already hard again, slick from how soaked you were.
“Thought I was done with you?” he said lowly, dark eyes flicking up to meet yours. “Not even close. Sit on it.”
You whimpered, still sensitive, but he didn’t wait. He lined himself up and sank you down slowly, your breath catching as your body stretched to take him again.
“Ride me,” he murmured, voice rough with control. “Don’t make me do all the work.”
You started moving, weak at first, hips rolling against his as you tried to find your rhythm. He watched every twitch of your body, every shaky breath and moan that slipped from your lips.
“Good girl,” he praised under his breath, gripping your hips. “Look at you—already fucked out and still trying to please me.”
When he started thrusting up into you, it pushed you closer again—deeper, rougher each time, his cock hitting exactly where you needed it. Your hands braced against his chest, your head falling back as you gasped out his name.
“Yunseo—ah—!”
That made him groan. He thrust up harder, deliberately, using your body like he owned it. “You’re so close again. I can feel it. Give it to me.”
Another thrust, then another—deep, fast, brutal. And on the next one, your entire body tensed.
You came hard—louder than before, completely overwhelmed—as you squirted for the first time, soaking him as you cried out, your voice raw and high. It poured out of you uncontrollably, your thighs shaking around him.
Yunseo didn’t stop. His grip on you tightened, his thrusts relentless.
“You’re gonna do that again,” he growled. “I want to see you fall apart for me one more time.”
You nodded, barely able to breathe, completely at his mercy.
“Don’t hold back,” he warned, thrusting up into you harder. “You’re not stopping ‘til this bed is soaked.”
Junghyun
Your back was pressed against Junghyun’s chest, your thighs spread wide over his lap, legs resting on either side of his. He had you completely open, completely vulnerable, and he was reveling in it—strong arms locked around your waist, one hand gripping your thigh while the other was buried between your legs, thick fingers working inside your already overstimulated body.
You were still trying to recover from your second orgasm, chest heaving, skin damp with sweat. But Junghyun didn’t care. “So greedy for it, baby,” he murmured in your ear, voice low and rough, “two times already and you’re still this wet?”
You whined helplessly, unable to answer with anything but your body. His fingers were relentless, curling deep and pressing hard against that one spot that made you lose control. His other hand slid up, palm flat against your stomach to pin you to him when your hips began to jerk.
And then—one particularly deep, firm thrust of his fingers slammed into that spot just right, sharp and precise. Your entire body jerked in his lap as the pressure built too fast. Your eyes flew open, mouth dropping open in a silent gasp before a cry tore from your throat. You didn’t even have time to process it—your release burst out of you in a sudden, uncontrollable rush.
You squirted all over his hand.
Your legs instinctively tried to snap shut, shocked at your body’s reaction, but Junghyun was faster. “No, no—don’t you dare,” he growled, spreading your thighs wide again and forcing them open with his own. “You’re gonna take it, just like that.”
His fingers didn’t stop—if anything, he sped up, working you through the aftershocks, wet sounds filling the room as your slick coated his hand and thighs. You were shaking, barely able to breathe, and he held you there like a ragdoll in his lap, murmuring low and dirty in your ear.
“You didn’t even know you could do that, did you?” he rasped. “Fuck, baby… you’re so messy for me. I want more.”
↳ rq: hii, i know you only recently posted the evnne masterlist so i hope i’m not jumping on this too soon (feel free to delete/pls don’t rush)! could you maybe do some bf yunseo texts pleaseeee 🫶🏼🫧
↳ pairing: ji yunseo x gn!reader
↳ warnings: kms/die joke, umm silly relationship antics, yunseo and yn being silly
Warnings: Bad-mouthing each other, misunderstandings, mentions of fighting, screaming, I think that’s it
Thank you for the request!
A stand-alone fic from this post, does not reference the original at all
Third Person POV
As Ji Yunseo confidently strolled through the corridors of the high school, his athletic prowess and undeniable charm drew the attention of both students and teachers alike. With a confident gait and an air of self-assurance, he moved effortlessly through the bustling hallways.
Ji Yunseo's athletic build was evident in the way he carried himself, each step resonating with the fluid grace of a seasoned athlete. His well-defined features and chiseled jawline accentuated his handsome appearance, making him the subject of many admiring glances. His thick, tousled hair seemed to effortlessly fall into place, adding to the casual allure that surrounded him.
Dressed in the school's soccer uniform, Yunseo wore it with a certain ease that hinted at his familiarity with the spotlight. The team insignia on his chest served as a badge of honor, and the crispness of his uniform spoke to his attention to detail.
Yunseo's charisma extended beyond his physical attributes. A warm smile adorned his face, and his eyes sparkled with a mix of confidence and approachability. Students passing by couldn't help but exchange friendly nods or greetings as if being acknowledged by Yunseo added a touch of prestige to their day.
Amid the daily school buzz, Ji Yunseo moved with the natural rhythm of someone who was accustomed to being in the limelight, leaving an indelible impression that lingered in the minds of those who crossed his path.
(Y/n) navigated the school corridors with a quiet confidence that contrasted with the more overt popularity of Ji Yunseo. Her intelligence and academic achievements were well-known among her peers and teachers, earning her a level of respect within the academic circles of the school. Dressed in a neat and understated manner, she moved through the bustling halls with purpose.
While (Y/n) had forged positive connections with a wide range of students, there was one notable exception – Ji Yunseo. The star athlete and she seemed to exist in separate spheres, their paths rarely crossing in a meaningful way. There was an unspoken tension between them, an invisible barrier that kept their interactions limited and often cold.
Ji Yunseo's popularity and athletic prowess stood in stark contrast to (Y/n)'s more reserved demeanor. She focused on her studies, excelling in the academic arena, while Yunseo's attention was often directed toward the athletic field. Their worlds seemed to orbit independently, intersecting only within the confines of the school environment.
Despite the lack of camaraderie between them, (Y/n) continued to navigate the social landscape with grace and dignity. Her friendly interactions with other students and her dedication to her studies earned her a place of quiet admiration. Yet, the mystery of the strained relationship between her and Ji Yunseo remained, a subtle undercurrent beneath the surface of the school's social dynamics.
(Y/n)'s and Yunseo's mysterious animosity did not go unnoticed by their respective friend groups. The curious whispers and hushed conversations among friends led to a collective desire to unravel the enigma surrounding the tension between (Y/n) and Ji Yunseo. As the groups of friends discussed and speculated, they found themselves facing a perplexing puzzle with no clear solution.
(Y/n)'s friends, a mix of studious and amiable individuals, were genuinely puzzled by the apparent discord between their intelligent and affable friend and the charismatic soccer star. They couldn't pinpoint any specific incident or reason for the tension, and (Y/n) remained tight-lipped about the nature of her relationship with Yunseo.
On the other side, Yunseo's friends, who were accustomed to seeing him effortlessly charm everyone around him, were equally baffled by the cold dynamic between him and (Y/n). They attempted to gather insights from Yunseo, but he too remained evasive, unwilling to divulge the details of their strained connection.
The entire school became a canvas for speculation, with rumors and theories swirling about the possible origins of the conflict. Some speculated a hidden romantic entanglement, while others considered academic rivalry as the root cause. Yet, the truth eluded them, shrouded in a veil of secrecy that neither (Y/n) nor Yunseo seemed willing to lift.
Despite the confusion and intrigue, both (Y/n) and Yunseo continued their separate paths, each with their own circle of friends and interests. The enigma of their strained relationship became a schoolwide mystery, adding an element of suspense to the everyday interactions within the corridors and classrooms.
In the shared classes where (Y/n) and Yunseo found themselves reluctantly coexisting, a palpable tension hung in the air. Both made a conscious effort to sit as far away from each other as possible, choosing seats on opposite ends of the room. The avoidance was mutual, with fleeting glances and subtle shifts in posture betraying the unspoken discord between them.
Interestingly, in one particular class, (Y/n) found herself seated beside Jeonghyeon, one of Yunseo's closest friends. Despite the tension with Yunseo, (Y/n) discovered a surprising camaraderie with Jeonghyeon. Their interactions were marked by a more relaxed atmosphere, and (Y/n) appreciated Jeonghyeon's amiable nature.
Jeonghyeon, unaware of the underlying tension between his friend and (Y/n), engaged in friendly banter and academic discussions with her. (Y/n), in turn, found herself enjoying the company of someone who seemed to share a genuine interest in the subject matter and didn't carry the same baggage as Yunseo.
The contrast between (Y/n)'s interactions with Jeonghyeon and the strained atmosphere around Yunseo added an intriguing layer to the dynamic. (Y/n) navigated the shared class, her attention dedicated to the academic content and the amicable exchanges with Jeonghyeon, seemingly oblivious to the lingering tension with Yunseo. Meanwhile, the mystery of their strained relationship continued to perplex and captivate the curious minds of their classmates.
Jeonghyeon, after the first lesson where he sat beside (Y/n), couldn't shake off the curiosity that had taken root. As lunchtime approached, he joined Yunseo, who was known for his camaraderie and open conversations with friends.
Sitting down with his lunch tray, Jeonghyeon broached the subject cautiously, "Hey, Yunseo, I noticed something strange today. Why do you seem to have an issue with (Y/n)?"
Yunseo looked up, his expression momentarily shifting before he composed himself. "What are you talking about? I don't have any issues with (Y/n). We just move in different circles, that's all."
Jeonghyeon wasn't convinced, having observed the palpable tension between (Y/n) and Yunseo in the shared class. "Come on, man, I sat next to her today. She's actually pretty cool. But it feels like you two can't stand each other. Is there something you're not telling me?"
Yunseo hesitated, a fleeting glimpse of conflict crossing his face. Eventually, he sighed, "It's complicated, Jeonghyeon. There's history, and it's best if we just keep our distance. Trust me on this."
Jeonghyeon, still not satisfied with the vague response, pressed further, "History? What happened between you two?"
Yunseo avoided Jeonghyeon's gaze, choosing his words carefully, "Let's just say we don't see eye to eye on certain things. It's better for everyone if we keep our distance."
Jeonghyeon nodded, though the mystery surrounding Yunseo and (Y/n)'s strained relationship deepened. Despite the partial explanation, he couldn't help but feel that there was more to the story, a sentiment that would linger in the back of his mind as he continued to navigate the complexities of high school friendships.
Seated at their usual lunch spot, (Y/n) shared her experience with Gunwook and Junghyun, recounting the unexpected camaraderie she found with Jeonghyeon during the shared class.
"So, I ended up sitting next to Jeonghyeon today," (Y/n) began, a thoughtful expression on her face. "And you know what? He's actually really nice. We had a good chat about the class, and he seems genuinely friendly. I was surprised."
Gunwook, with a knowing smile, responded, "Not surprising at all. Jeonghyeon is one of the nicest guys around. He's always been like that. Didn't you know he's friends with Yunseo?"
Junghyun chimed in, "Yeah, they're pretty tight. But it's cool that you got along with him. Maybe it's a chance for you and Yunseo to patch things up."
(Y/n) shrugged, taking a thoughtful bite of her lunch. "I don't know about that. There's something going on between me and Yunseo, and I can't quite put my finger on it. But it has nothing to do with Jeonghyeon, that's for sure."
Gunwook raised an eyebrow, "Really? What do you think it is, then?"
(Y/n) sighed, "I wish I knew. It's like there's this unspoken tension, and every time we're in the same room, it's just awkward. I tried talking to him once, but he dodged the conversation. Maybe I'll figure it out eventually."
As the trio continued their lunchtime conversation, the mystery of (Y/n)'s strained relationship with Yunseo lingered, adding a layer of intrigue to the dynamics within their close-knit group of friends.
As the evening settled in, Gunwook, Junghyun, Jeonghyeon, and Hanbin gathered at a local eatery to share dinner and discuss the perplexing situation between (Y/n) and Yunseo. The atmosphere was casual, with the clinking of utensils and the murmur of conversation from nearby tables.
Taking a sip of his drink, Gunwook broached the topic, "So, guys, have any of you noticed the weird tension between (Y/n) and Yunseo? She sat next to Jeonghyeon in class today and said he was really nice."
Jeonghyeon, caught slightly off guard, exchanged a glance with Hanbin before responding, "Yeah, I noticed. We sat together in class, and she seemed surprised that I was friendly. But why is it a big deal?"
Junghyun chimed in, "It's not about Jeonghyeon being friendly. It's about the tension between (Y/n) and Yunseo. She claims not to know what's going on, but I can't shake the feeling there's more to the story."
Hanbin, who was a close friend of Yunseo, sighed, "Honestly, I've noticed the tension too. Yunseo hasn't said much, but he's definitely avoiding her. Something happened, but I don't know the details."
Jeonghyeon leaned forward, a thoughtful expression on his face, "I did ask Yunseo about it during lunch, but he didn't give me much. Just said there's history between them, and it's better for everyone if they keep their distance."
Gunwook raised an eyebrow, "History? What kind of history? We need to figure this out. (Y/n) deserves to know, and so does Yunseo. It's not fair for them to be stuck in this awkward situation."
As the group delved deeper into the mystery, the evening unfolded with a shared determination to unravel the secrets behind the tension between (Y/n) and Yunseo. Little did they know, the answers they sought might open doors to a complicated past, changing the dynamics of their relationships in unforeseen ways.
As (Y/n) and Junghyun strolled through the school corridors engaged in conversation, they were unaware of the impending encounter with Yunseo and Hanbin. The morning air carried with it a sense of tension, and the paths of the two groups converged unexpectedly.
Caught up in their discussions, (Y/n) and Yunseo failed to notice each other until it was too late. The collision was both physical and verbal, as they walked into each other, causing a momentary halt to their conversations.
"Watch where you're going," Yunseo muttered, irritation evident in his tone as he shot a glance at (Y/n).
(Y/n), equally frustrated, retorted, "Maybe you should keep your eyes open, Yunseo. It's not my fault you're so busy avoiding me."
Junghyun exchanged a concerned glance with Hanbin, realizing that the situation had escalated quickly. The awkward silence that followed was palpable, and the surrounding students couldn't help but glance at the unfolding drama.
(Y/n) and Yunseo stood there, a charged atmosphere between them, words hanging in the air like an unspoken challenge. The exchange had shifted from mere tension to an open clash, leaving Junghyun and Hanbin torn between intervening and letting the two resolve their differences on their own.
The exchange between Yunseo and (Y/n) escalated further, each word becoming a volley in a heated argument. The initial collision had transformed into a verbal sparring match, with neither side willing to back down.
Yunseo, his frustration evident, snapped, "Avoiding you is the best decision I've made. You act like I owe you an explanation for everything."
(Y/n) shot back, her tone equally sharp, "You don't owe me anything, Yunseo. But at least have the decency to acknowledge the tension and tell me why you're avoiding me. It's not fair to make everyone walk on eggshells around here."
Junghyun and Hanbin attempted to intervene, sensing that the situation was spiraling out of control. "Guys, come on, let's not do this here. We have class," Junghyun urged, trying to diffuse the tension.
Hanbin added, "It's not worth it. Whatever happened, let's talk about it later, okay?"
However, their attempts to mediate fell on deaf ears as (Y/n) and Yunseo were locked in a verbal standoff. The surrounding students observed the scene with a mix of curiosity and discomfort, unsure of how to react to the unfolding drama in the busy school hallway.
As the bell continued to ring, signaling the imminent start of class, Yunseo and (Y/n) reluctantly disengaged, shooting one last intense look at each other before heading in opposite directions. The unresolved tension lingered in the air, leaving Junghyun and Hanbin to exchange concerned glances, realizing that the path to resolution for (Y/n) and Yunseo seemed increasingly elusive.
The tension between Yunseo and (Y/n) reached a boiling point as accusations flew back and forth in the crowded hallway. (Y/n), despite her initial fervor, quieted down for a moment, a flicker of realization crossing her face. It seemed she had recalled something from the past.
Yunseo, growing even angrier at being portrayed as the villain in this unfolding drama, scoffed, "You act like you know everything, (Y/n), but you're just making assumptions. You don't know a thing about what's going on."
(Y/n) took a moment, her expression shifting as she seemed to process a distant memory. The sudden change in her demeanor caught Yunseo off guard. Before he could react, she raised her voice once again, frustration evident in her tone.
"You know what, Yunseo? I might not know everything, but I remember that incident a few years ago. You can't just pretend it didn't happen," (Y/n) accused, her words hanging in the air, carrying the weight of a shared history that had long been buried.
Yunseo's expression tightened, a mixture of surprise and defensiveness crossing his face. The mention of the past had struck a nerve, and he retorted, "That's ancient history. We've both moved on. Why are you bringing it up now?"
But (Y/n), fueled by a resurgence of unresolved emotions, couldn't be easily deterred. "Moved on? Maybe you have, but I'm still dealing with the consequences. You can't just brush it aside and expect everything to be normal between us," she declared, her voice a mix of frustration and lingering hurt.
The hallway had become an arena for the unresolved grievances of the past, with (Y/n) and Yunseo caught in a verbal tug-of-war. The students around them watched the exchange with a mix of discomfort and curiosity, sensing that the roots of their conflict ran deeper than the surface-level arguments.
Junghyun and Hanbin, witnessing the escalating confrontation between (Y/n) and Yunseo, reached a breaking point. Determined to put an end to the heated exchange, they stepped forward, each grabbing their respective friend firmly by the arm.
"Enough, both of you!" Junghyun exclaimed, his tone firm. "This isn't the time or place. We have class, and this is getting out of hand."
Hanbin, with equal resolve, added, "Let's take a step back and cool off. There's no need for this right now."
(Y/n) and Yunseo, still seething with anger, were physically pulled away from each other by their friends. The onlookers in the hallway exchanged glances, and a palpable sense of relief spread through the crowded space as the immediate threat of a public confrontation dissipated.
Realizing the futility of continuing their argument in the midst of the bustling school corridor, (Y/n) and Yunseo reluctantly allowed themselves to be guided away. Junghyun and Hanbin led them in opposite directions, attempting to create some physical distance and diffuse the tension that hung thick in the air.
The group dispersed, leaving behind a lingering sense of unresolved conflict. The complex history between (Y/n) and Yunseo had surfaced, and the challenge of addressing their past seemed more daunting than ever. As the school day continued, the weight of their shared history remained a silent undercurrent, waiting to be navigated in the days to come.
During lunchtime, Junghyun, still concerned about the morning's confrontation, decided to broach the subject with (Y/n). As they found a relatively quiet spot to sit, he asked, "Hey, (Y/n), what did you remember during the argument with Yunseo this morning? It seemed like something clicked for you."
(Y/n), taking a moment to gather her thoughts, sighed. "It's a memory from a few years ago, something between me and Yunseo. I thought I had put it behind me, but it seems like it's still affecting things."
Gunwook, who had overheard the conversation, leaned in with curiosity. "What happened a few years ago? You never told us about it."
(Y/n) hesitated, considering how much to reveal. "It's a personal matter between me and Yunseo. We were close friends, but something happened, and it caused a lot of hurt. I thought we had both moved past it, but today's argument brought it all back."
Junghyun nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "If it's bothering you both so much, maybe it's time to have a real conversation about it. Clear the air and move forward."
Gunwook, intrigued by the newfound information, added, "Yeah, keeping things bottled up only leads to more tension. Maybe it's time for some honest communication."
Junghyun and Gunwook, sensing the depth of (Y/n)'s emotions and recognizing the gravity of the situation, couldn't help but express their curiosity. "If you're comfortable sharing, what exactly happened between you and Yunseo a few years ago?" Gunwook asked with a gentle tone.
(Y/n), deliberating for a moment, decided to offer a glimpse into the past. "It was a love confession," she admitted, her expression a mix of vulnerability and introspection. "I told Yunseo that I had feelings for him. It didn't go well, and our friendship took a hit. Things got awkward, and we eventually drifted apart."
Junghyun and Gunwook exchanged glances, understanding the complexity that often accompanies romantic confessions and the potential strain they can put on friendships. "Confessions can be tough, especially when the feelings aren't reciprocated," Junghyun commented, empathizing with (Y/n)'s situation.
Gunwook added, "It explains a lot about the tension between you two. Unrequited feelings can leave scars, and it's no wonder things got awkward. But it's been a few years. Maybe it's time to revisit the conversation and find closure."
(Y/n) nodded, appreciating her friends' understanding. "I think you're right. Avoiding the issue has only made things worse. I'll talk to Yunseo and see if we can finally put this behind us. Thanks for being there, guys."
As (Y/n) contemplated the upcoming conversation with Yunseo, she couldn't shake off a lingering question that puzzled her. During the lunchtime discussion with Junghyun and Gunwook, she expressed her confusion, saying, "One thing I don't understand is why Yunseo is so malicious toward me, especially considering I was the one who confessed and got turned down. It should be the other way around, right?"
Junghyun and Gunwook exchanged thoughtful glances, empathizing with the complexity of emotions being involved. Gunwook offered, "People react differently to these situations. Maybe Yunseo felt uncomfortable or guilty about the rejection and distanced himself as a defense mechanism. It's not an excuse for being malicious, but it could be his way of coping."
Junghyun added, "Sometimes when people are hurt, they don't always respond in the most rational or kind way. It doesn't make it right, but it might help to understand where he's coming from when you talk to him."
(Y/n) nodded, acknowledging their insights. The upcoming conversation with Yunseo seemed more significant than ever, as it held the potential to unravel the layers of unresolved emotions that had lingered between them for years.
As the friends continued their lunchtime conversation, the anticipation of the impending discussion between (Y/n) and Yunseo cast a shadow over the interactions, leaving them all to wonder how the revelations of the past would shape the dynamics of their relationships in the days to come.
During lunchtime, Hanbin and Jeonghyeon, concerned about the morning's confrontation between Yunseo and (Y/n), decided to approach Yunseo to understand his side of the story. They sensed that there was more to the tension than met the eye.
"Hanbin and I couldn't help but notice the heated argument between you and (Y/n) this morning. What's going on?" Jeonghyeon asked, his tone reflective of genuine concern.
Yunseo, initially reluctant to discuss the matter, tried to downplay the situation, saying, "It's nothing. Just a disagreement. Don't worry about it."
However, Hanbin persisted, "Come on, Yunseo. We're your friends. We want to understand. Something's clearly bothering you."
After a moment of internal conflict, Yunseo sighed, realizing that keeping it all inside wasn't helping. "Fine," he admitted reluctantly. "It's partly because of something that happened years ago. (Y/n) confessed to me, and things got complicated. I thought I had moved past it but each time I see her it all comes back,"
Hanbin and Jeonghyeon exchanged surprised glances, not expecting the revelation. Jeonghyeon asked, "A confession? Why would that still be bothering you after all this time?"
Yunseo hesitated, "It's complicated. It's not just about the confession. There's more to it, and I guess it still affects me more than I thought."
Jeonghyeon and Hanbin nodded, realizing that the roots of the tension ran deeper than a mere disagreement. They recognized that the history between Yunseo and (Y/n) was more intricate than they had initially assumed.
As Hanbin delved deeper into the conversation, his curiosity and concern for Yunseo prompted him to inquire further about the complexities surrounding (Y/n)'s confession. Sensing that there was more to the story, Hanbin gently probed, "Yunseo, if you don't mind me asking, what else about (Y/n)'s confession affected you so much? There seems to be more to it than just the fact that she liked you."
Yunseo, hesitating for a moment, decided to share a more vulnerable side of the story. "Well, the truth is, I liked (Y/n) too," he admitted, his gaze momentarily distant. "But when she confessed, I messed it up. I didn't handle it well, and we ended up drifting apart. A few days later, I saw her with some other guy, and it just... it hurt, Hanbin. It made me angry, and I didn't know how to deal with those emotions."
Hanbin, absorbing the revelation, nodded in understanding. "So, you were hurt because you liked her, and then you saw her with someone else. That must have been tough."
Yunseo sighed, "Yeah, it was. I messed up, and I regret how I handled things. I guess seeing her move on so quickly made it even harder to accept."
Hanbin, empathizing with Yunseo's admission, offered a supportive perspective. "People make mistakes, Yunseo. Maybe it's time to have an honest conversation with (Y/n) about this. Clear the air and see if you can find a way to move forward."
Jeonghyeon, sensing the depth of Yunseo's feelings and the impact of seeing (Y/n) with another guy, asked a pointed question, "Yunseo, have you ever told (Y/n) about seeing her with that other guy? It seems like an important piece of the puzzle."
Yunseo shifted uncomfortably, a hint of hesitation in his response. "No, I never told her. I didn't think it would help anything, and I was too caught up in my own emotions at the time. It's been years, and bringing it up now might just make things worse."
Jeonghyeon, understanding the complexities involved, nodded thoughtfully. "I get it, Yunseo, but maybe it's worth considering. If she knew the full story, it might help her understand where you're coming from. It could be an opportunity for both of you to find closure and move forward."
Yunseo, grappling with the suggestion, acknowledged, "Maybe you're right. It's just not an easy conversation to have, you know? I messed up back then, and I don't want to make things more complicated now."
Jeonghyeon offered a supportive perspective, "It's never too late to address unresolved feelings. (Y/n) deserves to know the whole story, and maybe having an honest conversation will help both of you find the closure you need."
(Y/n), feeling a mixture of nerves and determination, decided to take the first step toward resolving the lingering tension between her and Yunseo. She obtained Yunseo's number from Jeonghyeon and, after school ended, sent him a text:
"Hey Yunseo, it's (Y/n). I know today was rough, and I think we need to talk. Can we meet up somewhere? There are things we both need to get off our chests. Let me know if you're open to it."
The message hung in the digital space, carrying the weight of unspoken history and the potential for a crucial conversation. (Y/n) awaited Yunseo's response, uncertain of how he would react to the proposition of finally addressing the past and finding a way to move forward.
(Y/n) felt a mix of relief and anticipation as Yunseo's response finally came through. The agreement to meet at his place signaled a willingness on his part to engage in the conversation. She replied:
"Sure, Yunseo. I'm up for it. What time should I come over?"
As the details were sorted out, (Y/n) prepared herself for a conversation that held the potential to bring closure to the unresolved feelings and misunderstandings that had lingered between them for years. The prospect of facing the past was daunting, but both she and Yunseo seemed ready to confront the truths that had been buried for too long.
(Y/n) stood outside Yunseo's door, her hand poised to knock. Nervous energy coursed through her, and her heart pounded with anticipation. This meeting held the promise of resolution, but it also carried the weight of years of unspoken emotions.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the door, Yunseo mirrored (Y/n)'s feelings. His own apprehension mingled with a sense of readiness to finally address the past. As he approached the door, he took a deep breath to steady himself before opening it.
The door creaked open, revealing Yunseo on the other side. Their eyes met, each reflecting a mix of anxiety, curiosity, and the hope for understanding. It was a pivotal moment, as the two prepared to navigate the complexities of their shared history and embark on a conversation that had long been overdue.
The air in Yunseo's living room hung heavy with unspoken tension as (Y/n) and Yunseo sat in awkward silence. The weight of their shared history seemed to press down on them, creating an atmosphere fraught with unresolved emotions.
Unable to endure the silence any longer, (Y/n) took a deep breath and mustered the courage to break the ice. "Yunseo, I need to know. Why is there so much tension between us? Why does it feel like you hate me?"
Yunseo hesitated, his gaze momentarily fixed on the floor before meeting (Y/n)'s eyes. The intensity of the question lingered in the room, demanding an honest response. After a pause, Yunseo finally spoke, "I don't hate you, (Y/n). It's just... complicated."
(Y/n), leaning forward, pressed for more clarity. "Complicated how? We used to be friends, and then everything changed. I need to understand."
Yunseo, struggling with his words, began to unravel the tangled threads of the past. He spoke of his insecurities, the mishandling of (Y/n)'s confession, and the hurt he felt when he saw her with someone else. As he shared his perspective, the layers of their shared history began to surface, shedding light on the deep-seated emotions that had fueled the tension between them.
(Y/n)'s confusion deepened as Yunseo shared his perspective on the past. The revelation about him seeing her with another guy just days after her confession didn't align with her own recollection of events. Furrowing her brow, she interjected, "Wait, Yunseo, I think there's a misunderstanding. I didn't date anyone until last year. I definitely didn't move on so quickly after what happened between us."
Yunseo, caught off guard by this revelation, furrowed his brow in confusion. The mismatch in their timelines added another layer of complexity to the conversation. "But I distinctly remember seeing you with someone else. Are you sure?"
(Y/n), with a mix of frustration and sincerity, responded, "I'm certain, Yunseo. I didn't date anyone for a long time after our friendship changed. I think there might be a misunderstanding or maybe some misinformation."
As Yunseo ransacked his memory for details about the person he had seen (Y/n) with, he tried to recall every nuance — the when, where, and how the guy looked. Meanwhile, (Y/n) engaged in her own mental search, attempting to piece together the puzzle of Yunseo's misconceptions.
Suddenly, a flicker of recognition crossed (Y/n)'s face. "Wait, Yunseo, I think I know who you saw me with. It must have been Kim Gyubin. We were neighbors at the time, and our neighbors often mistook us for a couple. But Gyubin and I were just friends. The day you saw us, was two days before he moved away, we tried to spend as much time as we could together those last days. And, Gyubin was trying to cheer me up that day because I was sad,"
Yunseo, processing this information, replayed the memories in his mind. Slowly, the pieces seemed to fall into place, and he realized the mistake. "Kim Gyubin… I vaguely remember that name, " he muttered, a mixture of surprise and realization dawning on him.
(Y/n), feeling a mix of relief and frustration, nodded. "It's okay, Yunseo. Misunderstandings happen. I never dated anyone until last year. I didn't mean to hurt you, and I certainly didn't move on so quickly."
The revelation brought a shift in the atmosphere of the room. The tension, once fueled by conflicting memories, now gave way to a shared understanding that sometimes perceptions could be clouded by misinterpretations. It became evident that the misunderstanding about Kim Gyubin had played a significant role in shaping Yunseo's emotions and actions over the years.
As the truth unfolded, the living room transformed into a space where honesty and clarity began to pave the way for a more genuine conversation. The road to resolution, though still winding, seemed to be gradually opening up, offering the possibility of healing the wounds that had festered for far too long.
With the misunderstanding about Kim Gyubin clarified, Yunseo turned his attention back to the broader issue, seeking an understanding of why (Y/n) had acted the way she did during these tumultuous years. The lingering question hung in the air as Yunseo asked, "Why did you act the way you did, (Y/n)? Why did it seem like you were avoiding me or harboring some kind of resentment?"
(Y/n), her eyes reflecting a mix of vulnerability and honesty, sighed before responding, "I was hurt too, Yunseo. Losing you as a friend and being hurt by the way you handled my confession, it took a toll on me. I didn't know how to face you, especially after things became so awkward between us. It hurt to see the person I considered my friend distancing himself."
Yunseo listened, absorbing the weight of (Y/n)'s words. The admission of mutual hurt shed light on the shared pain that had kept them at arm's length for so long. He nodded, acknowledging the validity of (Y/n)'s feelings.
"I didn't realize the extent of the impact my actions had on you," Yunseo admitted. "I thought you were the one who moved on easily, and that hurt. But hearing your side of the story, I see now that we both carried our share of pain."
The acknowledgment of mutual hurt marked a turning point in their conversation. The living room, once a battleground for unresolved emotions, now became a space where both (Y/n) and Yunseo recognized the need for understanding and forgiveness. The journey toward healing had only just begun, but with the truth laid bare, the possibility of rebuilding their friendship seemed more tangible than ever.
Encouraged by the newfound openness in their conversation, (Y/n) took a breath and decided to address the present and the potential for the future. "Yunseo, how do you feel now? Is there a chance for us to move past all this and try to be friends again?"
Yunseo, reflecting on the depth of their shared history and the truths that had come to light, met (Y/n)'s gaze. There was a sincerity in his expression as he responded, "I think we both made mistakes, and we've both been hurt. But maybe, now that we understand each other better, we can try to rebuild our friendship. I'm willing to give it a shot if you are."
A sense of relief washed over (Y/n), and a small smile appeared on her face. "I am," she replied. "I miss having you as a friend, Yunseo. Let's take it slow and try to move forward."
The passage of time had worked its magic on (Y/n) and Yunseo's friendship. A year later, the wounds of the past seemed to have healed, and the awkwardness that once lingered had transformed into a genuine camaraderie. Not only had (Y/n) and Yunseo found their way back to being friends, but their respective friend groups had also seamlessly integrated, creating a harmonious atmosphere.
As the days turned into months, something unexpected began to happen. Old feelings, long buried beneath the weight of misunderstandings and hurt, started to resurface. The ease of their renewed friendship laid the foundation for a more profound connection, and the seeds of affection that had been dormant for so long began to bloom once more.
(Y/n) and Yunseo found themselves drawn to each other in ways that felt both familiar and new. The shared laughter, the understanding glances, and the comfort of being in each other's company stirred emotions that had long been dormant. The echoes of the past had transformed into a melody of rediscovery, creating an environment where the possibility of something more began to take root.
Navigating the delicate balance between friendship and the rekindling of old feelings, (Y/n) and Yunseo faced the future with a shared understanding of the complexities that had shaped their journey. The living room that had once witnessed the tension of unresolved emotions now became a symbol of the transformative power of time, forgiveness, and the potential for a second chance at something beautiful.
Yunseo's determination to express his feelings for (Y/n) manifested in a creative and memorable way. With the upcoming soccer game against one of the strongest teams, he saw an opportunity to combine his passion for soccer with a chance to make a meaningful gesture.
Approaching (Y/n) with a twinkle in his eye, Yunseo proposed a playful yet heartfelt arrangement. "Hey, (Y/n), how about a little wager?" he suggested with a grin. "If my team wins the upcoming soccer game, you'll go on a date with me. What do you say?"
(Y/n), intrigued by the idea, couldn't help but smile. "A date, huh? Alright, you're on. But what if your team loses?"
Yunseo chuckled, exuding confidence. "If we lose, I'll do something equally daring—how about I sing your favorite song in front of everyone at the next school event?"
(Y/n), amused by the proposal, agreed to the terms. The playful bet added an element of excitement to the impending soccer game, and it became a shared secret between them.
As the day of the soccer game approached, Yunseo felt a mix of nervousness and determination. Winning the game meant more to him than just a victory on the field—it was a step toward expressing his feelings for (Y/n) in a way that was both memorable and heartfelt. The soccer field became the arena for a game that held the potential to change the dynamics of their relationship, and Yunseo was ready to give it his all.
The anticipation buzzed in the air as (Y/n), Gunwook, Junghyun, and Jeonghyeon settled onto the bleachers to watch the highly anticipated soccer game. The atmosphere was charged with excitement, and the collective cheers from the spectators filled the stadium.
(Y/n), her eyes fixed on the field, couldn't help but feel a mix of nerves and eagerness. The bet she had made with Yunseo added a layer of personal investment to the game. She exchanged glances with her friends, a shared sense of excitement evident among them.
The cheers and chants for Yunseo and Hanbin reverberated through the stadium as the game unfolded. (Y/n) found herself cheering enthusiastically, her eyes following Yunseo's every move on the field. The stakes were higher than just a victory for the team; there was a promise of something more, something that lingered in the air like a secret waiting to be revealed.
As the game progressed, the intensity on the field mirrored the anticipation in (Y/n)'s heart. She couldn't help but steal glances at Yunseo, wondering what the outcome of the game might mean for their bet and the potential for a date that hung in the balance.
The soccer field transformed into a battleground, not just for victory but for the unfolding of a personal challenge, a playful wager that held the promise of something beyond the confines of the game itself. The friends on the bleachers cheered louder, fully immersed in the thrilling spectacle before them, unaware of the twists and turns that awaited as the final whistle drew near.
The stadium erupted in cheers as Yunseo scored the winning point, securing victory for his team. (Y/n) and her friends were caught up in the exhilaration, their cheers blending with the collective roar of the crowd.
Unable to contain their excitement, (Y/n) and her friends rushed down to join Yunseo and Hanbin on the field. The atmosphere was electric with joy and celebration, and in the midst of the euphoria, something unexpected happened.
As (Y/n) reached Yunseo, swept up in the moment, she was so overwhelmed with happiness that without a second thought, she leaped into his arms. In a spontaneous burst of emotion, she pressed a kiss onto his lips, a gesture that mirrored the intensity of the victory and the shared joy of the moment.
The bleachers fell into a momentary hush as onlookers processed the unexpected display of affection. Then, the stadium erupted once more, this time with a mix of cheers, laughter, and teasing comments from those who witnessed the impromptu celebration.
Yunseo, initially surprised, quickly recovered, a smile breaking across his face as he returned the kiss, savoring the unexpected and sweet moment. The friends around them joined in the jubilation, turning the soccer field into a scene of both athletic triumph and the blossoming of something special between (Y/n) and Yunseo.
The victory, sealed with a kiss, marked not only a successful soccer game but also the beginning of a new chapter in the evolving relationship between (Y/n) and Yunseo, as they navigated the excitement and challenges of what lay ahead.
