[tyunslvr]

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[tyunslvr]

me opening up tumblr after a while and seeing all these notifs: 😦 …

if anyone sees this thank u for reading my gyu fic even after all this time and even tho it makes me kinda cringe LMAO <333

[tyunslvr]

its been a hot minute since I’ve written anything but I’m suddenly feeling very intensely that I should write something idk

[tyunslvr]

just friends

you couldn't help but wish that yeonjun was just yours.

pairing: yeonjun x fem!reader

genre: kinda angsty? some fluff?

warnings: (1) mention of alcohol

w/c: ~1k

a/n: it's been a looooong time since i've posted (T⌓T) i hope you enjoy reading this ( *¯ ³¯*)♡

the line between 'best friends' and 'lovers' was a blurry one, you'd like to think. well, maybe it was blurry to you, because you were definitely, irrevocably in love with your best friend.

your said 'best friend' was currently laying on your low, sunken sofa, breathingly evenly and peacefully; sleeping so soundly whilst being painfully oblivious to your predicament. you were watching him from the floor, your back against your small coffee table, which was strewn with books, laptops, and the assignment that he swore that he would do with you today. you scoffed at the thought of it - so much for getting any work done.

you didn't really mind though. moments like this, time felt still. warm, buttery sunlight trickled through your living room window, enveloping the boy on your sofa in a golden glow. you admired him with an aching pang in your heart; moments like this, where time felt still, where it was just the two of you, it really felt like he was yours. but he wasn't. because choi yeonjun was everyone's.

choi yeonjun was the kind of guy that everyone loved, always surrounded by people wherever he went. you understood why - he was sweet, charming, and not to mention, absolutely gorgeous. the kind of gorgeous that still has you in awe even after three years of friendship. tall and lean, he had this effortless aura about him; dark hair always falling gracefully into his eyes, pefectly pouty lips that would always make your heart skip a beat when they streched into the softest smile- yeah, there was no way you were the only one out there wishing you were more than friends.

he was the type of guy that got along with anyone; a social butterfly. so when he first made small talk with you after spontaneously sitting next to you in that one class you shared in freshman year, you didn't think much of it. but then it was followed up with him sitting next to you consistently in that class. running up to you whenever he saw you on campus just to say hi, always with a big grin plastered on his face. doing assignments together, letting him drag you to parties, wasting time at the local arcade, binge watching movies at each others dorms. him calling you his 'best friend' after some months. you held on to that title proudly for so long. it wasn't until the past year did things start to change.

"are you dating yeonjun?" someone had asked once, at one of the parties you went along with him to. your eyes went wide, having heard your relationship with him being questioned for the first time. before you even had the chance to deny, another girl interjected: "no way, they're just friends. yeonjun's friend's with like, everyone" she said in a nonchalant manner.

yeonjun's just a friend. and he has multiple friends. he could be calling other people his 'best friend' too. it all came crashing down on you. did i think i was special this whole time? am i no different from the others? do i...like him more than i think i did?

your alcohol induced train of thoughts were interrupted by a light tapping of your shoulder. you spun around only to be met by yeonjun himself. he had a wide smile on his face, like he was excited to have found you amongst the crowd of people, almost as if you hadn't come to this party together. you stared at him in dismay, and his brows immediately started to furrow, followed by "are you doing okay? do you wanna leave now? i'll walk you back?"

and in that moment, in the dim lighting of someone's dorm, ears ringing from the blaring music, vision focusing only on yeonjun, you realised that you did like him. you liked him so much more than you thought you did.

but it didn't matter. because he was this kind with everyone. because he was everyone's yeonjun.

you found yourself edging closer to the couch, soaking up yeonjun's face dappled in sunlight. without even registering it, your hand was hovering above his face, wanting to trace along his tall nose and his curved lips. you held yourself back, and instead gently moved a strand of his inky black hair that was falling into his eyes.

"...tickles" yeonjun muttered. you jolted back immediately, cursing internally as you realised that in the process of moving his hair, your own was falling against his cheek.

"admiring my beauty?" even in his barely-awake state, he had a small smirk on his face, looking at you through half-lidded eyes. you felt yourself blush immediately; the idea of getting caught, the idea of him actually knowing how you felt was causing you to panic. being friends is better than nothing. i can't lose him completely.

"i-there was a hair on your face?" you managed to splutter out, backing away from him further, your back nearly hitting against the coffee table.

"where are you going? it's my turn" he hummed, and to your suprise, he streched his hand out towards yours, lightly grabbing on to your wrist and pulling you back towards him, resulting in you being even closer to him than you were originally.

you held your breath immediately, hyper-aware of the shortened distance between your faces, hoping that yeonjun couldn't hear the stupidly fast rate your heart was thumping at right now. his hand left your wrist, finding its way to your face. he held it gently, his thumb carefully caressing your cheek, sending shivers down your spine.

"beautiful" he murmured, before his eyes fluttered shut, dropping his hand back down so it was hanging from the couch.

you watched as his chest moved up and down with with steady breaths; you didn't know if you were more shocked at the fact that he was asleep again, or the fact that maybe, just maybe, the line between 'best friends' and 'lovers' was blurred for him too.

[moonekth]

This is so well written omg

[tyunslvr]

thank you so much!! <33

[tyunslvr]

just friends

you couldn't help but wish that yeonjun was just yours.

pairing: yeonjun x fem!reader

genre: kinda angsty? some fluff?

warnings: (1) mention of alcohol

w/c: ~1k

a/n: it's been a looooong time since i've posted (T⌓T) i hope you enjoy reading this ( *¯ ³¯*)♡

the line between 'best friends' and 'lovers' was a blurry one, you'd like to think. well, maybe it was blurry to you, because you were definitely, irrevocably in love with your best friend.

your said 'best friend' was currently laying on your low, sunken sofa, breathingly evenly and peacefully; sleeping so soundly whilst being painfully oblivious to your predicament. you were watching him from the floor, your back against your small coffee table, which was strewn with books, laptops, and the assignment that he swore that he would do with you today. you scoffed at the thought of it - so much for getting any work done.

you didn't really mind though. moments like this, time felt still. warm, buttery sunlight trickled through your living room window, enveloping the boy on your sofa in a golden glow. you admired him with an aching pang in your heart; moments like this, where time felt still, where it was just the two you, it really felt like he was yours. but he wasn't. because choi yeonjun was everyone's.

choi yeonjun was the kind of guy that everyone loved, always surrounded by people wherever he went. you understood why - he was sweet, charming, and not to mention, absolutely gorgeous. the kind of gorgeous that still has you in awe even after three years of friendship. tall and lean, he had this effortless aura about him; dark hair always falling gracefully into his eyes, pefectly pouty lips that would always make your heart skip a beat when they streched into the softest smile- yeah, there was no way you were the only one out there wishing you were more than friends.

he was the type of guy that got along with anyone; a social butterfly. so when he first made small talk with you after spontaneously sitting next to you in that one class you shared in freshman year, you didn't think much of it. but then it was followed up with him sitting next to you consistently in that class. running up to you whenever he saw you on campus just to say hi, always with a big grin plastered on his face. doing assignments together, letting him drag you to parties, wasting time at the local arcade, binge watching movies at each others dorms. him calling you his 'best friend' after some months. you held on to that title proudly for so long. it wasn't until the past year did things start to change.

"are you dating yeonjun?" someone had asked once, at one of the parties you went along with him to. your eyes went wide, having heard your relationship with him being questioned for the first time. before you even had the chance to deny, another girl interjected: "no way, they're just friends. yeonjun's friend's with like, everyone" she said in a nonchalant manner.

yeonjun's just a friend. and he has multiple friends. he could be calling other people his 'best friend' too. it all came crashing down on you. did i think i was special this whole time? am i no different from the others? do i...like him more than i think i did?

your alcohol induced train of thoughts were interrupted by a light tapping of your shoulder. you spun around only to be met by yeonjun himself. he had a wide smile on his face, like he was excited to have found you amongst the crowd of people, almost as if you hadn't come to this party together. you stared at him in dismay, and his brows immediately started to furrow, followed by "are you doing okay? do you wanna leave now? i'll walk you back?"

and in that moment, in the dim lighting of someone's dorm, ears ringing from the blaring music, vision focusing only on yeonjun, you realised that you did like him. you liked him so much more than you thought you did.

but it didn't matter. because he was this kind with everyone. because he was everyone's yeonjun.

you found yourself edging closer to the couch, soaking up yeonjun's face dappled in sunlight. without even registering it, your hand was hovering above his face, wanting to trace along his tall nose and his curved lips. you held yourself back, and instead gently moved a strand of his inky black hair that was falling into his eyes.

"...tickles" yeonjun muttered. you jolted back immediately, cursing internally as you realised that in the process of moving his hair, your own was falling against his cheek.

"admiring my beauty?" even in his barely-awake state, he had a small smirk on his face, looking at you through half-lidded eyes. you felt yourself blush immediately; the idea of getting caught, the idea of him actually knowing how you felt was causing you to panic. being friends is better than nothing. i can't lose him completely.

"i-there was a hair on your face?" you managed to splutter out, backing away from him further, your back nearly hitting against the coffee table.

"where are you going? it's my turn" he hummed, and to your suprise, he streched his hand out towards yours, lightly grabbing on to your wrist and pulling you back towards him, resulting in you being even closer to him than you were originally.

you held your breath immediately, hyper-aware of the shortened distance between your faces, hoping that yeonjun couldn't hear the stupidly fast rate your heart was thumping at right now. his hand left your wrist, finding its way to your face. he held it gently, his thumb carefully caressing your cheek, sending shivers down your spine.

"beautiful" he murmured, before his eyes fluttered shut, dropping his hand back down so it was hanging from the couch.

you watched as his chest moved up and down with with steady breaths; you didn't know if you were more shocked at the fact that he was asleep again, or the fact that maybe, just maybe, the line between 'best friends' and 'lovers' was blurred for him too.

[tyunslvr]

would u ever make a pt 2 to the just friends yj fic 🙊🙊

p.s idk if anyone else has asked this so if they have then pls ignore !!!

:)

hello🙊🙊 tbh when I wrote the fic I didn’t have a part 2 in mind!! but maybe I will if ppl want it?

and I know some ppl have asked for pt 2 on my very first fic (the soobin one) and I’m sorry I still haven’t got around to it 😭 (I blame writers block and also me slightly cringing at my own work lolol)

also thank u for this ask this is the first time anyone’s left a message and it has made me so happy!! ～(^з^)-♡

[tyunslvr]

just friends

you couldn't help but wish that yeonjun was just yours.

pairing: yeonjun x fem!reader

genre: kinda angsty? some fluff?

warnings: (1) mention of alcohol

w/c: ~1k

a/n: it's been a looooong time since i've posted (T⌓T) i hope you enjoy reading this ( *¯ ³¯*)♡

the line between 'best friends' and 'lovers' was a blurry one, you'd like to think. well, maybe it was blurry to you, because you were definitely, irrevocably in love with your best friend.

your said 'best friend' was currently laying on your low, sunken sofa, breathingly evenly and peacefully; sleeping so soundly whilst being painfully oblivious to your predicament. you were watching him from the floor, your back against your small coffee table, which was strewn with books, laptops, and the assignment that he swore that he would do with you today. you scoffed at the thought of it - so much for getting any work done.

you didn't really mind though. moments like this, time felt still. warm, buttery sunlight trickled through your living room window, enveloping the boy on your sofa in a golden glow. you admired him with an aching pang in your heart; moments like this, where time felt still, where it was just the two of you, it really felt like he was yours. but he wasn't. because choi yeonjun was everyone's.

choi yeonjun was the kind of guy that everyone loved, always surrounded by people wherever he went. you understood why - he was sweet, charming, and not to mention, absolutely gorgeous. the kind of gorgeous that still has you in awe even after three years of friendship. tall and lean, he had this effortless aura about him; dark hair always falling gracefully into his eyes, pefectly pouty lips that would always make your heart skip a beat when they streched into the softest smile- yeah, there was no way you were the only one out there wishing you were more than friends.

he was the type of guy that got along with anyone; a social butterfly. so when he first made small talk with you after spontaneously sitting next to you in that one class you shared in freshman year, you didn't think much of it. but then it was followed up with him sitting next to you consistently in that class. running up to you whenever he saw you on campus just to say hi, always with a big grin plastered on his face. doing assignments together, letting him drag you to parties, wasting time at the local arcade, binge watching movies at each others dorms. him calling you his 'best friend' after some months. you held on to that title proudly for so long. it wasn't until the past year did things start to change.

"are you dating yeonjun?" someone had asked once, at one of the parties you went along with him to. your eyes went wide, having heard your relationship with him being questioned for the first time. before you even had the chance to deny, another girl interjected: "no way, they're just friends. yeonjun's friend's with like, everyone" she said in a nonchalant manner.

yeonjun's just a friend. and he has multiple friends. he could be calling other people his 'best friend' too. it all came crashing down on you. did i think i was special this whole time? am i no different from the others? do i...like him more than i think i did?

your alcohol induced train of thoughts were interrupted by a light tapping of your shoulder. you spun around only to be met by yeonjun himself. he had a wide smile on his face, like he was excited to have found you amongst the crowd of people, almost as if you hadn't come to this party together. you stared at him in dismay, and his brows immediately started to furrow, followed by "are you doing okay? do you wanna leave now? i'll walk you back?"

and in that moment, in the dim lighting of someone's dorm, ears ringing from the blaring music, vision focusing only on yeonjun, you realised that you did like him. you liked him so much more than you thought you did.

but it didn't matter. because he was this kind with everyone. because he was everyone's yeonjun.

you found yourself edging closer to the couch, soaking up yeonjun's face dappled in sunlight. without even registering it, your hand was hovering above his face, wanting to trace along his tall nose and his curved lips. you held yourself back, and instead gently moved a strand of his inky black hair that was falling into his eyes.

"...tickles" yeonjun muttered. you jolted back immediately, cursing internally as you realised that in the process of moving his hair, your own was falling against his cheek.

"admiring my beauty?" even in his barely-awake state, he had a small smirk on his face, looking at you through half-lidded eyes. you felt yourself blush immediately; the idea of getting caught, the idea of him actually knowing how you felt was causing you to panic. being friends is better than nothing. i can't lose him completely.

"i-there was a hair on your face?" you managed to splutter out, backing away from him further, your back nearly hitting against the coffee table.

"where are you going? it's my turn" he hummed, and to your suprise, he streched his hand out towards yours, lightly grabbing on to your wrist and pulling you back towards him, resulting in you being even closer to him than you were originally.

you held your breath immediately, hyper-aware of the shortened distance between your faces, hoping that yeonjun couldn't hear the stupidly fast rate your heart was thumping at right now. his hand left your wrist, finding its way to your face. he held it gently, his thumb carefully caressing your cheek, sending shivers down your spine.

"beautiful" he murmured, before his eyes fluttered shut, dropping his hand back down so it was hanging from the couch.

you watched as his chest moved up and down with with steady breaths; you didn't know if you were more shocked at the fact that he was asleep again, or the fact that maybe, just maybe, the line between 'best friends' and 'lovers' was blurred for him too.

[tyunslvr]

are you sure?

you just can’t seem to believe that your boyfriend likes you as much as you like him.

pairing: beomgyu x fem!reader

feat. yeonjun, and chaewon and yunjin of le sserafim!

genre: fluff, slight angst(?)

warnings: mentions of alcohol, cursing (like one word lol)

w/c: 1.3k

a/n: uhhh it’s been a while since i've posted anything. this one has made it out of my (many) drafts. i hope you like it!!

something's missing.

beomgyu may be a little drunk right now, but he knew that something was not right - something fundamentally important was missing.

just what was it? he did his best to think, though the alcohol in his system made it difficult to focus; the booming bass of the music coming from the nearby speakers was definitely not making it any easier.

beomgyu's eyes wandered through the sea of people hazily, before coming to a sudden halt at the sight of a particular person. a feeling of relief washed over him, a smile involuntatrily forming on his face.

you. that's what was missing.

albeit the dim lighting, and his slightly blurred vision, beomgyu was certain of one thing: you were breath taking.

“damn, who’s that gorgeous girl over there?”

“beomgyu. that’s literally your girlfriend.”

"my girlfriend?" beomgyu gasped dramatically, placing his hands over his mouth in so-called shock.

yeonjun sighed, rolling his eyes. "here we go again" he muttered, watching as beomgyu's gaze followed you as you manoeuvred through crowds of people before joining your friends.

"how much have you drank already? i swear just an hour ago you were moping around because of some fight you had with y/n"

"i fought with her? i would never!" beomgyu slurred, his brows furrowing, trying to recall when he would've ever done such a thing with you.

"yeah, yeah. no more alcohol for you."

the last place you wanted to be at right now was yeonjun's party. you and beomgyu had been bickering more often lately; that boy was driving you crazy. the disagreements were never that serious, but you felt frustrated at how easily you'd give in to beomgyu. this time, you decided that you weren't going to let him win like always. in attempt to to do this, you had decided to avoid beomgyu for a while - not seeing his face would make things so much easier. your plan was going so well this week - until you were dragged to his bestfriend's party by your own friends.

"come on, y/n! stop looking all stressed out!" chaewon giggled, clearly tipsy, as she placed a cup in your hand.

you peered inside the cup, deciding against drinking the questionable murky liquid. "how can i not be stressed? i told you i don't want to see beomgyu right now" you sighed, placing the cup back down on the kitchen counter.

"i don't get why. you said you don't even remember what you argued about" yunjin mused.

"yeah, well..." you mumbled in response.

"you need to stop pushing beomgyu away, y/n. that boy is literally head over heels for you!" yunjin huffed exasperatedly as chaewon nodded in agreement.

as much as you didn't want to admit it, yunjin was right. in all honesty, you just wanted to take a break from your feelings for beomgyu; they were almost overwhelming these days. you couldn't help but doubt if he really liked you as much as your friends say; if he actually felt the same way about you as you did about him.

like, c'mon, the choi beomgyu was your boyfriend. practically everyone at college knew who he was. it was inevitable, really - with his good looks and charming personality, he was bound to be popular.

being his friend, you would've never of guessed that beomgyu felt anything for you. you could hardly believe when he clumsily asked you to be his girlfriend, blushing and stumbling on his own words. it was still hard to believe a month into the relationship, seeds of doubt planted in your mind by your own self: so many people like him. he could have anyone; someone prettier, someone smarter than me. in all truth, this was why you were avoiding him; taking silly little squabbles as a chance to run away from your insecurities.

"speak of the devil" chaewon whispered loudly, pulling at your arm. "he's coming this way right now!"

"and that's my cue to go find the bathroom-"

"what? c'mon, just talk to him-"

"you better not tell him where i'm going!'"

and with that, you started pushing through swarms of people, hoping that you were going towards the general direction of the bathroom, or any room you could hide for a bit in, really.

"y/n!"

shit. judging by the fact that you could actually hear him over the loud music and people's chatter, he had already caught up to you. screw him and his long legs.

this didn't deter you though; you kept pushing through people, opening the first door you came across-

-which just happened to be the door to the back garden.

"y/n-" beomgyu burst through the door just seconds after you, breathing heavily as he tried to catch his breath.

"i don't want to talk beomgyu" you stated as firmly as you could, not turning to look at him "come any closer and i will scale one of these fences."

you could almost hear him stifle a laugh before proceeding to clear his throat. "look, i'll admit that i'm a little drunk right now. but i'm sorry, for whatever it is i did to make you mad the other day"

"...i'm not even mad about that. i don't even remember what you did" you laughed bitterly - even you thought you sounded ridiculous.

"then tell me what's wrong?" beomgyu grabbed your wrist gently, pulling you so you were facing him. you looked up at him reluctantly, knowing the sight of him was going to melt away all your resolve.

and you were right. as soon as your eyes met his, you felt your breath catch in your throat. the way the moonlight cast a silver halo on his dark hair, the way it illuminated his features - you couldn't help but think he looked angelic. his furrowed brows, his soft pout as he looks at you with concern - he's so pretty it hurts.

"are...are you sure you like me?" you blurted out, regretting the words before they even left your mouth.

beomgyu blinked in confusion for a few seconds, before throwing his head back, laughter erupting from his throat.

"i'm being serious! out of all people, why me-"

"what do you mean, why me?" he stated, his tone indicating how incredulous he found your question to be.

"i mean, have you seen yourself?"

beomgyu's smile faltered. "i should be the one asking that" he mumbled, his eyes never leaving yours.

"i don't get it" you whispered back, feeling yourself recoil under his gaze.

"you can be so stupid sometimes, y/n" beomgyu murmured as he took a step closer, closing the distance between the two of you. he bent his head lower, until his forhead was resting on yours, his hand placing yours on his chest.

"do you feel that?" he whispered, his warm breath fanning your face, increasing the blood flow to your aleady-blushing cheeks. silence enveloped the both of you as you stood there feeling his hammering heartbeat, your own increasing by the second.

"only you do this to me. you make me feel like my heart's literally going to jump out of my chest"

"...that could just be the alcohol" you whispered back, laughing weakly.

"no way. chasing after you and now standing out here in the freezing cold has been very sobering" he said, a grin forming on his face again.

"i-i'm gonna ask you about this tomorrow"

"sure" beomgyu chuckled, moving his forehead away from yours and cupping your face with his hands, gently tucking some loose strands of your hair behind your ears.

"and when you forget tomorrow, i'm gonna-" you were interrupted by beomgyu's soft lips briefly on yours, the shock of the kiss making your words dissipate in your mouth.

"sorry. you just looked so pretty" he whispered, moving his hands from your face and to your waist. "and ask me tomorrow, the day after, in a 100 years. my answer will be the same."

you threw your arms around his neck in response, melting into his embrace. “you win again, gyu” you mumbled, smiling into his neck as he wrapped his arms around you tighter.

[tyunslvr]

thank you for the reblog!! I’m honoured that this fic is one of your faves🥹💜

[tyunslvr]

are you sure?

you just can’t seem to believe that your boyfriend likes you as much as you like him.

pairing: beomgyu x fem!reader

feat. yeonjun, and chaewon and yunjin of le sserafim!

genre: fluff, slight angst(?)

warnings: mentions of alcohol, cursing (like one word lol)

w/c: 1.3k

a/n: uhhh it’s been a while since i've posted anything. this one has made it out of my (many) drafts. i hope you like it!!

something's missing.

beomgyu may be a little drunk right now, but he knew that something was not right - something fundamentally important was missing.

just what was it? he did his best to think, though the alcohol in his system made it difficult to focus; the booming bass of the music coming from the nearby speakers was definitely not making it any easier.

beomgyu's eyes wandered through the sea of people hazily, before coming to a sudden halt at the sight of a particular person. a feeling of relief washed over him, a smile involuntatrily forming on his face.

you. that's what was missing.

albeit the dim lighting, and his slightly blurred vision, beomgyu was certain of one thing: you were breath taking.

“damn, who’s that gorgeous girl over there?”

“beomgyu. that’s literally your girlfriend.”

"my girlfriend?" beomgyu gasped dramatically, placing his hands over his mouth in so-called shock.

yeonjun sighed, rolling his eyes. "here we go again" he muttered, watching as beomgyu's gaze followed you as you manoeuvred through crowds of people before joining your friends.

"how much have you drank already? i swear just an hour ago you were moping around because of some fight you had with y/n"

"i fought with her? i would never!" beomgyu slurred, his brows furrowing, trying to recall when he would've ever done such a thing with you.

"yeah, yeah. no more alcohol for you."

the last place you wanted to be at right now was yeonjun's party. you and beomgyu had been bickering more often lately; that boy was driving you crazy. the disagreements were never that serious, but you felt frustrated at how easily you'd give in to beomgyu. this time, you decided that you weren't going to let him win like always. in attempt to to do this, you had decided to avoid beomgyu for a while - not seeing his face would make things so much easier. your plan was going so well this week - until you were dragged to his bestfriend's party by your own friends.

"come on, y/n! stop looking all stressed out!" chaewon giggled, clearly tipsy, as she placed a cup in your hand.

you peered inside the cup, deciding against drinking the questionable murky liquid. "how can i not be stressed? i told you i don't want to see beomgyu right now" you sighed, placing the cup back down on the kitchen counter.

"i don't get why. you said you don't even remember what you argued about" yunjin mused.

"yeah, well..." you mumbled in response.

"you need to stop pushing beomgyu away, y/n. that boy is literally head over heels for you!" yunjin huffed exasperatedly as chaewon nodded in agreement.

as much as you didn't want to admit it, yunjin was right. in all honesty, you just wanted to take a break from your feelings for beomgyu; they were almost overwhelming these days. you couldn't help but doubt if he really liked you as much as your friends say; if he actually felt the same way about you as you did about him.

like, c'mon, the choi beomgyu was your boyfriend. practically everyone at college knew who he was. it was inevitable, really - with his good looks and charming personality, he was bound to be popular.

being his friend, you would've never of guessed that beomgyu felt anything for you. you could hardly believe when he clumsily asked you to be his girlfriend, blushing and stumbling on his own words. it was still hard to believe a month into the relationship, seeds of doubt planted in your mind by your own self: so many people like him. he could have anyone; someone prettier, someone smarter than me. in all truth, this was why you were avoiding him; taking silly little squabbles as a chance to run away from your insecurities.

"speak of the devil" chaewon whispered loudly, pulling at your arm. "he's coming this way right now!"

"and that's my cue to go find the bathroom-"

"what? c'mon, just talk to him-"

"you better not tell him where i'm going!'"

and with that, you started pushing through swarms of people, hoping that you were going towards the general direction of the bathroom, or any room you could hide for a bit in, really.

"y/n!"

shit. judging by the fact that you could actually hear him over the loud music and people's chatter, he had already caught up to you. screw him and his long legs.

this didn't deter you though; you kept pushing through people, opening the first door you came across-

-which just happened to be the door to the back garden.

"y/n-" beomgyu burst through the door just seconds after you, breathing heavily as he tried to catch his breath.

"i don't want to talk beomgyu" you stated as firmly as you could, not turning to look at him "come any closer and i will scale one of these fences."

you could almost hear him stifle a laugh before proceeding to clear his throat. "look, i'll admit that i'm a little drunk right now. but i'm sorry, for whatever it is i did to make you mad the other day"

"...i'm not even mad about that. i don't even remember what you did" you laughed bitterly - even you thought you sounded ridiculous.

"then tell me what's wrong?" beomgyu grabbed your wrist gently, pulling you so you were facing him. you looked up at him reluctantly, knowing the sight of him was going to melt away all your resolve.

and you were right. as soon as your eyes met his, you felt your breath catch in your throat. the way the moonlight cast a silver halo on his dark hair, the way it illuminated his features - you couldn't help but think he looked angelic. his furrowed brows, his soft pout as he looks at you with concern - he's so pretty it hurts.

"are...are you sure you like me?" you blurted out, regretting the words before they even left your mouth.

beomgyu blinked in confusion for a few seconds, before throwing his head back, laughter erupting from his throat.

"i'm being serious! out of all people, why me-"

"what do you mean, why me?" he stated, his tone indicating how incredulous he found your question to be.

"i mean, have you seen yourself?"

beomgyu's smile faltered. "i should be the one asking that" he mumbled, his eyes never leaving yours.

"i don't get it" you whispered back, feeling yourself recoil under his gaze.

"you can be so stupid sometimes, y/n" beomgyu murmured as he took a step closer, closing the distance between the two of you. he bent his head lower, until his forhead was resting on yours, his hand placing yours on his chest.

"do you feel that?" he whispered, his warm breath fanning your face, increasing the blood flow to your aleady-blushing cheeks. silence enveloped the both of you as you stood there feeling his hammering heartbeat, your own increasing by the second.

"only you do this to me. you make me feel like my heart's literally going to jump out of my chest"

"...that could just be the alcohol" you whispered back, laughing weakly.

"no way. chasing after you and now standing out here in the freezing cold has been very sobering" he said, a grin forming on his face again.

"i-i'm gonna ask you about this tomorrow"

"sure" beomgyu chuckled, moving his forehead away from yours and cupping your face with his hands, gently tucking some loose strands of your hair behind your ears.

"and when you forget tomorrow, i'm gonna-" you were interrupted by beomgyu's soft lips briefly on yours, the shock of the kiss making your words dissipate in your mouth.

"sorry. you just looked so pretty" he whispered, moving his hands from your face and to your waist. "and ask me tomorrow, the day after, in a 100 years. my answer will be the same."

you threw your arms around his neck in response, melting into his embrace. “you win again, gyu” you mumbled, smiling into his neck as he wrapped his arms around you tighter.

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ummm I don’t know what to say😭 thank you to everyone who read and enjoyed this silly little fic I wrote😭 honestly never thought it would reach 1,000 notes😭 I feel bad because I haven’t posted any fics since this one😭 once again thank you so much😭💜

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hello I’m here to ramble I’ve had the worst writers block for ages like I just couldn’t finish the drafts I had started and then BAM I have this idea for a taehyun fic!!! the only issue now is that I need to acc write it!!!!!!!!! im acc so incapable of writing a fic quickly someone send help pls

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okay so I’m back for good this time like fr. I handed my dissertation in and then I flew to new york to see txt!! which was super fun but now I’m back I can’t help worrying that my diss mark is gonna be shit lsldnflflgk anyways. working on a yeonjun fic rn🤩

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just one week until I hand in my diss!! then it’s fic time baby!!!

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also no one cares but I’m so excited to see txt in ny!!! my first time in ny as well tee hee

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rlly want to make a master list of my All Time Favourite™️ txt fics on here hmmm

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hello!!! I want to write!!! but I cannot without feeling guilt because I should be writing my dissertation!!

(((also feeling very grateful for the love on my beomgyu fic but now I’m also like. how am I supposed to top that LMAO)))

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wanna make moots on here but idk how to 😀

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are you sure?

you just can’t seem to believe that your boyfriend likes you as much as you like him.

pairing: beomgyu x fem!reader

feat. yeonjun, and chaewon and yunjin of le sserafim!

genre: fluff, slight angst(?)

warnings: mentions of alcohol, cursing (like one word lol)

w/c: 1.3k

a/n: uhhh it’s been a while since i've posted anything. this one has made it out of my (many) drafts. i hope you like it!!

something's missing.

beomgyu may be a little drunk right now, but he knew that something was not right - something fundamentally important was missing.

just what was it? he did his best to think, though the alcohol in his system made it difficult to focus; the booming bass of the music coming from the nearby speakers was definitely not making it any easier.

beomgyu's eyes wandered through the sea of people hazily, before coming to a sudden halt at the sight of a particular person. a feeling of relief washed over him, a smile involuntatrily forming on his face.

you. that's what was missing.

albeit the dim lighting, and his slightly blurred vision, beomgyu was certain of one thing: you were breath taking.

“damn, who’s that gorgeous girl over there?”

“beomgyu. that’s literally your girlfriend.”

"my girlfriend?" beomgyu gasped dramatically, placing his hands over his mouth in so-called shock.

yeonjun sighed, rolling his eyes. "here we go again" he muttered, watching as beomgyu's gaze followed you as you manoeuvred through crowds of people before joining your friends.

"how much have you drank already? i swear just an hour ago you were moping around because of some fight you had with y/n"

"i fought with her? i would never!" beomgyu slurred, his brows furrowing, trying to recall when he would've ever done such a thing with you.

"yeah, yeah. no more alcohol for you."

the last place you wanted to be at right now was yeonjun's party. you and beomgyu had been bickering more often lately; that boy was driving you crazy. the disagreements were never that serious, but you felt frustrated at how easily you'd give in to beomgyu. this time, you decided that you weren't going to let him win like always. in attempt to to do this, you had decided to avoid beomgyu for a while - not seeing his face would make things so much easier. your plan was going so well this week - until you were dragged to his bestfriend's party by your own friends.

"come on, y/n! stop looking all stressed out!" chaewon giggled, clearly tipsy, as she placed a cup in your hand.

you peered inside the cup, deciding against drinking the questionable murky liquid. "how can i not be stressed? i told you i don't want to see beomgyu right now" you sighed, placing the cup back down on the kitchen counter.

"i don't get why. you said you don't even remember what you argued about" yunjin mused.

"yeah, well..." you mumbled in response.

"you need to stop pushing beomgyu away, y/n. that boy is literally head over heels for you!" yunjin huffed exasperatedly as chaewon nodded in agreement.

as much as you didn't want to admit it, yunjin was right. in all honesty, you just wanted to take a break from your feelings for beomgyu; they were almost overwhelming these days. you couldn't help but doubt if he really liked you as much as your friends say; if he actually felt the same way about you as you did about him.

like, c'mon, the choi beomgyu was your boyfriend. practically everyone at college knew who he was. it was inevitable, really - with his good looks and charming personality, he was bound to be popular.

being his friend, you would've never of guessed that beomgyu felt anything for you. you could hardly believe when he clumsily asked you to be his girlfriend, blushing and stumbling on his own words. it was still hard to believe a month into the relationship, seeds of doubt planted in your mind by your own self: so many people like him. he could have anyone; someone prettier, someone smarter than me. in all truth, this was why you were avoiding him; taking silly little squabbles as a chance to run away from your insecurities.

"speak of the devil" chaewon whispered loudly, pulling at your arm. "he's coming this way right now!"

"and that's my cue to go find the bathroom-"

"what? c'mon, just talk to him-"

"you better not tell him where i'm going!'"

and with that, you started pushing through swarms of people, hoping that you were going towards the general direction of the bathroom, or any room you could hide for a bit in, really.

"y/n!"

shit. judging by the fact that you could actually hear him over the loud music and people's chatter, he had already caught up to you. screw him and his long legs.

this didn't deter you though; you kept pushing through people, opening the first door you came across-

-which just happened to be the door to the back garden.

"y/n-" beomgyu burst through the door just seconds after you, breathing heavily as he tried to catch his breath.

"i don't want to talk beomgyu" you stated as firmly as you could, not turning to look at him "come any closer and i will scale one of these fences."

you could almost hear him stifle a laugh before proceeding to clear his throat. "look, i'll admit that i'm a little drunk right now. but i'm sorry, for whatever it is i did to make you mad the other day"

"...i'm not even mad about that. i don't even remember what you did" you laughed bitterly - even you thought you sounded ridiculous.

"then tell me what's wrong?" beomgyu grabbed your wrist gently, pulling you so you were facing him. you looked up at him reluctantly, knowing the sight of him was going to melt away all your resolve.

and you were right. as soon as your eyes met his, you felt your breath catch in your throat. the way the moonlight cast a silver halo on his dark hair, the way it illuminated his features - you couldn't help but think he looked angelic. his furrowed brows, his soft pout as he looks at you with concern - he's so pretty it hurts.

"are...are you sure you like me?" you blurted out, regretting the words before they even left your mouth.

beomgyu blinked in confusion for a few seconds, before throwing his head back, laughter erupting from his throat.

"i'm being serious! out of all people, why me-"

"what do you mean, why me?" he stated, his tone indicating how incredulous he found your question to be.

"i mean, have you seen yourself?"

beomgyu's smile faltered. "i should be the one asking that" he mumbled, his eyes never leaving yours.

"i don't get it" you whispered back, feeling yourself recoil under his gaze.

"you can be so stupid sometimes, y/n" beomgyu murmured as he took a step closer, closing the distance between the two of you. he bent his head lower, until his forhead was resting on yours, his hand placing yours on his chest.

"do you feel that?" he whispered, his warm breath fanning your face, increasing the blood flow to your aleady-blushing cheeks. silence enveloped the both of you as you stood there feeling his hammering heartbeat, your own increasing by the second.

"only you do this to me. you make me feel like my heart's literally going to jump out of my chest"

"...that could just be the alcohol" you whispered back, laughing weakly.

"no way. chasing after you and now standing out here in the freezing cold has been very sobering" he said, a grin forming on his face again.

"i-i'm gonna ask you about this tomorrow"

"sure" beomgyu chuckled, moving his forehead away from yours and cupping your face with his hands, gently tucking some loose strands of your hair behind your ears.

"and when you forget tomorrow, i'm gonna-" you were interrupted by beomgyu's soft lips briefly on yours, the shock of the kiss making your words dissipate in your mouth.

"sorry. you just looked so pretty" he whispered, moving his hands from your face and to your waist. "and ask me tomorrow, the day after, in a 100 years. my answer will be the same."

you threw your arms around his neck in response, melting into his embrace. “you win again, gyu” you mumbled, smiling into his neck as he wrapped his arms around you tighter.

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