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heyyy… missed me… ok LMOASSJS anyways ik i said i would return from my long ahh hiatus 20 times already but i’m being actually deaduzz about it now so pls expect something from me 🤞

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mystery smau (very humor)

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ok chat i’m ACTUALLY working on it now promise

[vivjju]

pls vote on my next fic butt you don’t get any context 👇👇 (pls chat i need motivation)

mystery smau (very humor)

long 🫩

journal

headcannons

follow-up

concert

Voting ended onApr 13

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what the heck thank you so much 😭😭😭😭 also YOUR theme/vibe is so freaking cute too!!

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okay so do you guys like descendants..? do you like juhoon? im asking for a friend lololol

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yes.. where are we going with this.. juhoon descendants fic.. 🥹

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i wanna like make more writer/coer friends but i’m so shy like guys pls just say hi 💔💔

[cinnamonrollwrld-deactivated202]

♯ SO HIGH SCHOOL — p. juhoon smau

004. february 14th

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NOTES — it’s technically still keonho’s bday so happy keonho day!! and happy valentine’s day my cuties🩷

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[vivjju]

HABITS pt. 3 — kim juhoon

pt. 1 | pt. 2

♫ you’re best friends, but unknowingly fall into couple’s habits.

PAIRING: bestfriend!juhoon x reader ; GENRE: non idol au, smau, fluff, angst, juhoon x downbad!reader, introvert!juhoon x introvert!reader friends to lovers, WARNINGS: arguing, crying, kissing ; WC: 1.2k

a/n: I JUST WROTE SOME BULLSHITTT!!! idek where this fic went but i don’t really care anymore 🫩🫩 also pls don’t spoil this and read pt. 1 and 2 first

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it’s the end of the day, and you’ve been waiting outside the entrance of the school for 10 minutes now. you half expected juhoon to come to walk with you like you always do. but something tells you he’s not coming. maybe if you wait long enough he’ll show up, smiling, saying ‘i was just stressed, your joke was actually funny!’ but no. the last couple of students leave the doorway, and that’s when you start walking home. you walk in the quiet, now being the only time you realize juhoon’s absence.

even if he didn’t talk much, him being there just made everything better. now it just feels like there’s a black hole floating alongside you, sucking in your last bits of happiness while juhoon would usually make you happier. when you get to the block you and him usually part ways on, you feel like you could cry. he would always text you once you got home, asking if you got there okay. maybe you really don’t appreciate him enough.

by the time you’re at your house, you’re crying a bit. and seeing that juhoon texted you makes you cry harder.

you tiptoe to your front door. it’s 11, so most of your family is asleep. your eyes are red and you’re wearing sweats. you really hope he won’t notice you were crying. you gently open the door, to see juhoon standing there. he’s also wearing sweats, and he looks freezing.

“um. come in..”

you awkwardly let him in. you can finally get a better look at him. he looks stressed. his hair is tousled like he’s been running his hand through it, his fingernails are bitten to tiny nubs, and he’s fidgeting a little.

“can we… go to your room..”

you nod, both of you walking to your room. once inside, juhoon basically explodes.

“listen, i’m really sorry i got mad and i just really care- and- i never wanna treat you mean ever again. i was really wrong for making you walk home alone and making you upset- and i’m- i’m sorry.”

he stutters out, his words flying around. after he’s done, he just stands there, looking at you like you’re going to slap him in the face. it takes you a second, but you get your words together.

“i’m not mad. i just.. just tell me if anything i say is actually hurtful, because i never mean to be hurtful. i forgive you, and you caring isn’t a bad thing.. at all. in the future i should.. appreciate what you do more. because i kinda missed you on my walk home.”

your voice wavers a bit, even though you’re doing everything you can to keep it steady. you focus on your breathing, pushing away another round of tears.

“i- i wasn’t hurt by what you said.”

he blurts out, breaking the silence, taking a step closer.

“i just- um. it just.. made me realize something?”

he takes another breath, his voice getting quieter.

“listen. i really really care about you. and if this ruins everything then whatever. just.. it sorta made me realize that i can’t.. pretend to date you forever.”

what?

“i just.. i like you. like a lot. and i knew that i couldn’t ever… a-actually date you. so i would just treat you like my girlfriend because.. it was the next best thing.”

he looks up at you, his eyes watery. it breaks your heart to see him cry, but it also breaks your heart that he had to lie to himself this whole time. every time he would text to see if you’d gotten home okay, every time that he would walk on the car side of the sidewalk. every drink he’s bought you, or every time he’s hugged you for just a second too long. all these habits that feel so natural, had been his only way of making himself feel better.

“jju.. no.. please don’t think like that. why would you think that you could never date me?”

you’re crying with him now, not even trying to hide it. he takes another step closer, his eyes lighting up for a second as he processes your words

“what?”

he breathes, like if he talks any louder he would break the fine thread of this moment

“was it not obvious that i liked you?”

a smile starts to grow on your lips, which makes him smile too.

“not.. not at all.”

you bring a hand to his face to wipe a tear. his face is almost tomato red. you feel a nervous hand on your waist, gently pulling you close to where your bodies are flush against each other. your eyes connect for a second, a wordless agreement hanging between yo

he very slowly, gently brings his lips down to meet yours, pulling you close. you can feel him shaking slightly. he’s a bit shy at first, but eventually relaxes into the kiss. you pull away after a bit, tears gone

“next time text me if you’re going to walk home alone. i was worried.”

you quip. he chuckles lightly, leaning in for one more kiss.

taglist: @coconhovr @eohyeons @jjujelly @chaechaei

[vivjju]

HABITS pt. 2 — kim juhoon

pt. 1 | pt. 3

♫ you’re best friends, but unknowingly fall into couple’s habits.

PAIRING: bestfriend!juhoon x reader ; GENRE: non idol au, smau, fluff, slight angst, juhoon x downbad!reader, introvert!juhoon x introvert!reader friends to lovers, humor; WARNINGS: arguing (?) ; WC: 0.5k

a/n: OMGGG guys one again this fic has taken me ages for some reason hope u enjoy and also read pt. 1 first!!!!

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after a test you’re almost 100% sure you got a 0 on, juhoon is off to history and you have printmaking. you settle into class, sketching out an idea for a print you want to do until your phone buzzes in your pocket. you discretely take it out, checking your texts. it’s juhoon.

finally lunch arrives, you meet up with juhoon and a couple of your friends at your usual table, but you two are the first to get there. you put your stuff down, swinging your legs to sit on the cafeteria bench. he’s sitting on his phone, still managing to look good in the peak hours of school.

“damn, that test was so hard.”

you sigh, scrolling on your phone.

“yeah. i definitely failed. i’m gonna go get lunch, you gonna come?”

”nah, i don’t really want lunch today.”

you answer simply. you’re just not hungry. but he looks worried. he always worries about you taking care of yourself. while sometimes it’s nice having someone look out for you, it can get annoying really quick.

“what do you mean? you need to eat.”

he frowns, putting down his phone. you laugh a bit. no wonder people think you’re dating. he truly treats you like his girlfriend. and he probably doesn’t even realize it.

“you really do treat me like your girlfriend..”

you joke, chuckling a bit. he definitely doesn’t think it’s a joke. his face turns red, and he looks a little panicked.

“what? what do you mean by that?”

his eyebrows furrow a bit, his face laced with distrought.

“it was just a joke, i just mean you care a lot.”

you reassure, but it looks like he doesn’t care.

“well- what. is it bad that i care about my friend now?”

his voice is quiet, leaking of false confidence and anxiousness. he never really gets mad at anyone or talks back, so this is a little bit weird to hear from him. how is he even mad? or is he embarrassed.

“no- i just ment-”

“no. you really don’t appreciate what i do. i don’t have to *date* you just to make sure you’re okay.”

he huffs, getting up without a word to get his food. you get up too, to go sit with other people, trying to forget his words. they ring in your head like a singing bowl, echoing off the edges of your scull and wrapping around your thoughts. they both make complete sense and no sense at all.

“i don’t have to date you to make sure you’re okay.”

taglist: @coconhovr @eohyeons @jjujelly @chaechaei

[vivjju]

HABITS pt. 1 — kim juhoon

pt. 2 | pt. 3

♫ you’re best friends, but unknowingly fall into couple’s habits.

PAIRING: bestfriend!juhoon x reader ; GENRE: non idol au, smau, fluff, juhoon x downbad!reader, introvert!juhoon x introvert!reader friends to lovers, humor; WARNINGS: none i tink lmk ; WC: 0.9k

a/n: boiii i put my whole soul into this fic i hope everyone likes it AND all parts are out rn!! lmk if you want to be added to my taglist and i would also appreciate requests 😋😋

masterlist ♡

you’ve always felt comfortable around juhoon. whether it’s talking to him about your feelings, or just sitting in silence. it always feels right, ever since you became friends in junior year of high school. you’re seniors now, and you’re closer than ever.

almost every day you walk home together. you part ways right at the corner 2 blocks away from your house. that’s how it’s always been. one thing about juhoon is that he always listens. to you, to himself, to teachers, to his friends, he was always willing to just sit there and let you do all the talking.

you stand outside in the cold. for god’s sake, it’s already 6:34. when will he get here? you woke up 1 hour early just for him to make you wait in the cold. your phone buzzes.

you finally see him jog around the corner. he comes to a stop in front of you, panting a little bit.

“im here!”

you roll your eyes, took him long enough.

“ok, yes, i can see. let’s go boi”

you both walk into the coffee shop, the familiar sweet vanilla smell filling your nose. you put your stuff down at your usual table before going up to order. early morning study sessions before big tests have become a little tradition. this cafe opens super early, so you and juhoon use that to your advantage. it’s nice, there’s usually no one here this early. just an hour to yourselves in an before the dreaded test.

a sweet-looking lady is behind the counter. you recognize her, as she usually opens the cafe.

“hi, can i get iced vanilla matcha latte please?” juhoon orders politely.

“and for her?” the barista urges to you.

you start to open your mouth to order but juhoon interjects.

“she’ll get an iced chai latte with oat milk.” he recites, like it’s nothing.

you’re completely unphased. we come to this coffee shop to study regularly, so obviously he knows your order.

“aw, you remember her order. such a kind boyfriend. all young men should be like you.”

juhoon’s mouth hangs open for a second his eyes widen a bit, his face getting just the slightest bit red. your expression is pretty much the same as juhoon, except you probably look a little less frantic than him.

“um, we’re not dating. just close friends.” he stammers, nodding like he’s convincing himself too.

the barista looks confused, her eyebrows furrowing.

“oh. but i always see you two in here super early.. never mind. sorry!” she sincerely apologizes.

“don’t worry about it!” you reassure, flashing her a kind smile.

without a word, juhoon pays for the both of you, thanking the barista and waiting on the other end of the counter for the drinks. the barista looks at both of you as he pays silently, her expression unreadable. maybe she can see something neither of you can. or maybe she just feels bad about calling you two a couple.

once back at your table, the previous boyfriend incident is washed away with a sip of your chai. it always tastes extra good before school with juhoon. you giggle at his drink of choice.

“of course you got a matcha. you’re genuinely so performative.”

he rolls his eyes, taking another sip just to prove him wrong.

“no. see, here’s the difference. i liked it when it was niche and underground. now all these performative guys just do it to look cool while i ACTUALLY like it.”

you sigh. this is gonna be a long study session.

“i really hope you’re joking.”

you guys eventually start studying for your quiz. he sits quietly, either typing on his computer or writing notes in that neat little handwriting he has. he’s so focused it makes you a little jealous. you’re just sitting there distracted by his beauty, admiring him while he studies.

you finish up your studying at around 7, walking to school together in comfortable silence. you step into the building, and before parting ways for different classes he stops you.

“i’ll see you at the pre-calc test before lunch?” he beams, brown eyes meeting yours for a split second.

he smiles a bit, asking even though he knows you’re in the same class.

“yup. i’ll try to get a seat next to you.”

you wave goodbye, smiling back at him as he walks the other way. it moments like these that made your brain feel a little fuzzy. being reminded that he cares about you more than you think.

taglist: @eohyeons @coconhovr @jjujelly @chaechaei

[vivjju]

HABITS pt. 3 — kim juhoon

pt. 1 | pt. 2

♫ you’re best friends, but unknowingly fall into couple’s habits.

PAIRING: bestfriend!juhoon x reader ; GENRE: non idol au, smau, fluff, angst, juhoon x downbad!reader, introvert!juhoon x introvert!reader friends to lovers, WARNINGS: arguing, crying, kissing ; WC: 1.2k

a/n: I JUST WROTE SOME BULLSHITTT!!! idek where this fic went but i don’t really care anymore 🫩🫩 also pls don’t spoil this and read pt. 1 and 2 first

masterlist ♡

it’s the end of the day, and you’ve been waiting outside the entrance of the school for 10 minutes now. you half expected juhoon to come to walk with you like you always do. but something tells you he’s not coming. maybe if you wait long enough he’ll show up, smiling, saying ‘i was just stressed, your joke was actually funny!’ but no. the last couple of students leave the doorway, and that’s when you start walking home. you walk in the quiet, now being the only time you realize juhoon’s absence.

even if he didn’t talk much, him being there just made everything better. now it just feels like there’s a black hole floating alongside you, sucking in your last bits of happiness while juhoon would usually make you happier. when you get to the block you and him usually part ways on, you feel like you could cry. he would always text you once you got home, asking if you got there okay. maybe you really don’t appreciate him enough.

by the time you’re at your house, you’re crying a bit. and seeing that juhoon texted you makes you cry harder.

you tiptoe to your front door. it’s 11, so most of your family is asleep. your eyes are red and you’re wearing sweats. you really hope he won’t notice you were crying. you gently open the door, to see juhoon standing there. he’s also wearing sweats, and he looks freezing.

“um. come in..”

you awkwardly let him in. you can finally get a better look at him. he looks stressed. his hair is tousled like he’s been running his hand through it, his fingernails are bitten to tiny nubs, and he’s fidgeting a little.

“can we… go to your room..”

you nod, both of you walking to your room. once inside, juhoon basically explodes.

“listen, i’m really sorry i got mad and i just really care- and- i never wanna treat you mean ever again. i was really wrong for making you walk home alone and making you upset- and i’m- i’m sorry.”

he stutters out, his words flying around. after he’s done, he just stands there, looking at you like you’re going to slap him in the face. it takes you a second, but you get your words together.

“i’m not mad. i just.. just tell me if anything i say is actually hurtful, because i never mean to be hurtful. i forgive you, and you caring isn’t a bad thing.. at all. in the future i should.. appreciate what you do more. because i kinda missed you on my walk home.”

your voice wavers a bit, even though you’re doing everything you can to keep it steady. you focus on your breathing, pushing away another round of tears.

“i- i wasn’t hurt by what you said.”

he blurts out, breaking the silence, taking a step closer.

“i just- um. it just.. made me realize something?”

he takes another breath, his voice getting quieter.

“listen. i really really care about you. and if this ruins everything then whatever. just.. it sorta made me realize that i can’t.. pretend to date you forever.”

what?

“i just.. i like you. like a lot. and i knew that i couldn’t ever… a-actually date you. so i would just treat you like my girlfriend because.. it was the next best thing.”

he looks up at you, his eyes watery. it breaks your heart to see him cry, but it also breaks your heart that he had to lie to himself this whole time. every time he would text to see if you’d gotten home okay, every time that he would walk on the car side of the sidewalk. every drink he’s bought you, or every time he’s hugged you for just a second too long. all these habits that feel so natural, had been his only way of making himself feel better.

“jju.. no.. please don’t think like that. why would you think that you could never date me?”

you’re crying with him now, not even trying to hide it. he takes another step closer, his eyes lighting up for a second as he processes your words

“what?”

he breathes, like if he talks any louder he would break the fine thread of this moment

“was it not obvious that i liked you?”

a smile starts to grow on your lips, which makes him smile too.

“not.. not at all.”

you bring a hand to his face to wipe a tear. his face is almost tomato red. you feel a nervous hand on your waist, gently pulling you close to where your bodies are flush against each other. your eyes connect for a second, a wordless agreement hanging between yo

he very slowly, gently brings his lips down to meet yours, pulling you close. you can feel him shaking slightly. he’s a bit shy at first, but eventually relaxes into the kiss. you pull away after a bit, tears gone

“next time text me if you’re going to walk home alone. i was worried.”

you quip. he chuckles lightly, leaning in for one more kiss.

taglist: @coconhovr @eohyeons @jjujelly @chaechaei

[vivjju]

HABITS pt. 2 — kim juhoon

pt. 1 | pt. 3

♫ you’re best friends, but unknowingly fall into couple’s habits.

PAIRING: bestfriend!juhoon x reader ; GENRE: non idol au, smau, fluff, slight angst, juhoon x downbad!reader, introvert!juhoon x introvert!reader friends to lovers, humor; WARNINGS: arguing (?) ; WC: 0.5k

a/n: OMGGG guys one again this fic has taken me ages for some reason hope u enjoy and also read pt. 1 first!!!!

masterlist ♡

after a test you’re almost 100% sure you got a 0 on, juhoon is off to history and you have printmaking. you settle into class, sketching out an idea for a print you want to do until your phone buzzes in your pocket. you discretely take it out, checking your texts. it’s juhoon.

finally lunch arrives, you meet up with juhoon and a couple of your friends at your usual table, but you two are the first to get there. you put your stuff down, swinging your legs to sit on the cafeteria bench. he’s sitting on his phone, still managing to look good in the peak hours of school.

“damn, that test was so hard.”

you sigh, scrolling on your phone.

“yeah. i definitely failed. i’m gonna go get lunch, you gonna come?”

”nah, i don’t really want lunch today.”

you answer simply. you’re just not hungry. but he looks worried. he always worries about you taking care of yourself. while sometimes it’s nice having someone look out for you, it can get annoying really quick.

“what do you mean? you need to eat.”

he frowns, putting down his phone. you laugh a bit. no wonder people think you’re dating. he truly treats you like his girlfriend. and he probably doesn’t even realize it.

“you really do treat me like your girlfriend..”

you joke, chuckling a bit. he definitely doesn’t think it’s a joke. his face turns red, and he looks a little panicked.

“what? what do you mean by that?”

his eyebrows furrow a bit, his face laced with distrought.

“it was just a joke, i just mean you care a lot.”

you reassure, but it looks like he doesn’t care.

“well- what. is it bad that i care about my friend now?”

his voice is quiet, leaking of false confidence and anxiousness. he never really gets mad at anyone or talks back, so this is a little bit weird to hear from him. how is he even mad? or is he embarrassed.

“no- i just ment-”

“no. you really don’t appreciate what i do. i don’t have to *date* you just to make sure you’re okay.”

he huffs, getting up without a word to get his food. you get up too, to go sit with other people, trying to forget his words. they ring in your head like a singing bowl, echoing off the edges of your scull and wrapping around your thoughts. they both make complete sense and no sense at all.

“i don’t have to date you to make sure you’re okay.”

taglist: @coconhovr @eohyeons @jjujelly @chaechaei

[vivjju]

HABITS pt. 1 — kim juhoon

pt. 2 | pt. 3

♫ you’re best friends, but unknowingly fall into couple’s habits.

PAIRING: bestfriend!juhoon x reader ; GENRE: non idol au, smau, fluff, juhoon x downbad!reader, introvert!juhoon x introvert!reader friends to lovers, humor; WARNINGS: none i tink lmk ; WC: 0.9k

a/n: boiii i put my whole soul into this fic i hope everyone likes it AND all parts are out rn!! lmk if you want to be added to my taglist and i would also appreciate requests 😋😋

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you’ve always felt comfortable around juhoon. whether it’s talking to him about your feelings, or just sitting in silence. it always feels right, ever since you became friends in junior year of high school. you’re seniors now, and you’re closer than ever.

almost every day you walk home together. you part ways right at the corner 2 blocks away from your house. that’s how it’s always been. one thing about juhoon is that he always listens. to you, to himself, to teachers, to his friends, he was always willing to just sit there and let you do all the talking.

you stand outside in the cold. for god’s sake, it’s already 6:34. when will he get here? you woke up 1 hour early just for him to make you wait in the cold. your phone buzzes.

you finally see him jog around the corner. he comes to a stop in front of you, panting a little bit.

“im here!”

you roll your eyes, took him long enough.

“ok, yes, i can see. let’s go boi”

you both walk into the coffee shop, the familiar sweet vanilla smell filling your nose. you put your stuff down at your usual table before going up to order. early morning study sessions before big tests have become a little tradition. this cafe opens super early, so you and juhoon use that to your advantage. it’s nice, there’s usually no one here this early. just an hour to yourselves in an before the dreaded test.

a sweet-looking lady is behind the counter. you recognize her, as she usually opens the cafe.

“hi, can i get iced vanilla matcha latte please?” juhoon orders politely.

“and for her?” the barista urges to you.

you start to open your mouth to order but juhoon interjects.

“she’ll get an iced chai latte with oat milk.” he recites, like it’s nothing.

you’re completely unphased. we come to this coffee shop to study regularly, so obviously he knows your order.

“aw, you remember her order. such a kind boyfriend. all young men should be like you.”

juhoon’s mouth hangs open for a second his eyes widen a bit, his face getting just the slightest bit red. your expression is pretty much the same as juhoon, except you probably look a little less frantic than him.

“um, we’re not dating. just close friends.” he stammers, nodding like he’s convincing himself too.

the barista looks confused, her eyebrows furrowing.

“oh. but i always see you two in here super early.. never mind. sorry!” she sincerely apologizes.

“don’t worry about it!” you reassure, flashing her a kind smile.

without a word, juhoon pays for the both of you, thanking the barista and waiting on the other end of the counter for the drinks. the barista looks at both of you as he pays silently, her expression unreadable. maybe she can see something neither of you can. or maybe she just feels bad about calling you two a couple.

once back at your table, the previous boyfriend incident is washed away with a sip of your chai. it always tastes extra good before school with juhoon. you giggle at his drink of choice.

“of course you got a matcha. you’re genuinely so performative.”

he rolls his eyes, taking another sip just to prove him wrong.

“no. see, here’s the difference. i liked it when it was niche and underground. now all these performative guys just do it to look cool while i ACTUALLY like it.”

you sigh. this is gonna be a long study session.

“i really hope you’re joking.”

you guys eventually start studying for your quiz. he sits quietly, either typing on his computer or writing notes in that neat little handwriting he has. he’s so focused it makes you a little jealous. you’re just sitting there distracted by his beauty, admiring him while he studies.

you finish up your studying at around 7, walking to school together in comfortable silence. you step into the building, and before parting ways for different classes he stops you.

“i’ll see you at the pre-calc test before lunch?” he beams, brown eyes meeting yours for a split second.

he smiles a bit, asking even though he knows you’re in the same class.

“yup. i’ll try to get a seat next to you.”

you wave goodbye, smiling back at him as he walks the other way. it moments like these that made your brain feel a little fuzzy. being reminded that he cares about you more than you think.

taglist: @eohyeons @coconhovr @jjujelly @chaechaei