⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆ Falling for you \\ kang yeosang (SMAU series)
"You guys don't know how long I've been waiting for this!" Yeonjun rubbed his hands together enthusiastically while looking at the spread of everything.
Tacos, burgers, crab cakes, braised chicken wings, baos– not the most traditional foods one would have for this kind of gathering but hey, everyone came together and did their best with what they were confident with and that's all that matter at the end of the day
"I don't even know where to start first!"
"Well, I say since this is yeosang's first time with us, we should start with him." Yunjin suggests, looking around for everyone's approval.
"Sounds good to me." Yeonjun nods. But to yeosang, it was just the opposite.
Despite knowing he had your help, he still felt nervous by the others trying his food. More so wooyoung.
"You guys don't have to do that. Really." Yeosang shake his hands in objection.
"We insist!" Yunjin waves him off. "I'm actually excited to try these! They look really yummy!" Referring to his tacos.
Yeosang was going to protest again but wooyoung beats him to it, interjecting. "You guys go ahead and get started without us. I need to speak with yeosang for a minute."
You, along with yeonjun and yunjin exchanged looks amongst each other than between yeosang and wooyoung, trying to gauge the severity of the situation. Not even yeosang could figure out.
On the outside wooyoung seemed impassive but the way in which he phrased his sentence, yeosang couldn't help but think the worst.
Nonetheless, he followed wooyoung out of the room and all the way upstairs until they reached his room.
Wooyoung then pushes the door close with his finger, all the while looking yeosang dead in the eye, making him shift uncomfortably in where he stood.
"Have a seat." Woyoung points to a chair that was near the corner of the room.
Yeosang hesitated at first but eventually doing so, watching as wooyoung maneuvered around.
"What's this about?" He asked tentatively.
"This." Was all wooyoung said as he then drops a small sized envelope in his lap.
Yeosang's brows furrowed as he picks it up. Casting wooyoung one more skeptical glance before opening it.
Inside was a picture. But not just any picture.
It was your picture. One that he recognized from your instagram.
Yeosang shoots wooyoung another look, wide and mixed with much confusion. "Why are you giving this to me?!"
Wooyoung tsks and roll his eyes. "Try not to sound so excited. It's for the hear me out a game."
So that's what this was about?!
"Ya, don't scare me like that! I was thinking something was wrong!" Yeosang smacks wooyoung's shoulder with envelope who was just laughing.
"What could've possibly been wrong?"
"I don't know! You were the one being all serious and mysterious!"
Wooyoung simply shrugged. "Well, this is considered a serious thing. You're about to confess to one of my good friends. Which," wooyoung points at him.
"You were not prepared for! I had to go out of my way and make this myself."
Yeosang scoffed. "Who said I wasn't prepared?"
"Oh, so you have a picture of y/n already?" Wooyoung raises a brow.
Yeosang opens his mouth to rebuttal but comes short when he thinks about it. He had forgotten to go back to that photo kiosk to get your photo done. With all the preparation he was doing for this dinner while balancing school and his job, he guess it had slipped his mind.
"It's alright yeosang. Luckily for you, you have a friend who remembers these things and took care of it for you." Wooyoung pats his shoulder.
"Now if you really want to make this confession as dramatic as possible, I say wait until everyone is down to their last pic and then put her pic on. She'll never see it coming that way." He says smugly.
"The way you're more excited about this than me." Yeosang shakes his heads but instantly thinks about what he just said and doubles back.
“Not that I'm not excited! I just meant that–"
"Relax yeosang. I know what you meant. Now come on." Wooyoung takes him by the shoulders and pushes him in the direction towards the door. "Let's how badly you did on these tacos."
“Is everyone done yet so we finally get started?” Wooyoung grumbles for the umpteenth time in the past ten minutes.
“Perfection can’t be rushed dear wooyoung’” Yunjin sings his name while continuing to tape down her pictures to skewers like everyone else was currently doing.
It was only him who was done.
“It doesn’t have to be perfect. Just stick them on and go.”
She then pauses and looks over to the area where he was sitting. “Yeah and I can clearly so that’s exactly what you did.” Waving her finger at his photos.
You took glance at them for yourself and immediately laughed because she wasn’t lying.
Wooyoung’s were the only ones that weren’t cut down smaller to fit nicely against the skewers but rather he taped them down how they came printed out of the packet.
His reasoning, because his way was faster.
“What’s the rush for anyways? You’re acting as if you have somewhere else to be.”
“God forbid a guy would like to have some dessert at some point today.”
To that you just snorted. “Now you’re just being a drama king. Luckily for you though, I’m done.”
You stacked your photos together and gave them a little tap on the table to straighten them but kept them faced down so no one sees.
“Same here.” Yeonjun followed up and soon Yeosang and yunjin too.
“So how are we doing this exactly?” Yeosang turns to you.
“Easy,” you started. “We all take turns going around and put one character on the cake until everyone reaches their last.”
Yeonjun nods. “Sounds simply enough. So who’s going first?”
Not a second later, yunjin jumps out of her seat whilst waving her hand around. “Me, me, me!!”
You laughed at her antics. “Go ahead friend.”
"Okay! Just as soon as I–" Yunjun then suddenly runs around the table with her phone. Using a random glass to prop it up with, you saw that she was setting it up for a video and presses the red button to start it.
"Okay, so starting out with the best of the best,” she flips the picture around. "North from rise of the guardians."
“The santa claus guy?!” Both yeonjun and wooyoung say unison before falling over each other, smacking each other as their hackles filled the room.
“What?! He’s a total hunk!” Yunjin exclaimed defensively, causing them to laugh more.
“I’m sorry—” Yeonjun wheezes through his laughter, damn near tears. “It’s just that you said best of the best and that’s who you pulled.”
“Abso- fucking- lutely! Are you not seeing him?!” She waves the picture in his face.
Yeonjun stops her by the wrist, trying hard not to combust again. “I still see santa claus darling.”
“Who, let’s not forget to mention, is like a hundred something years old.” Wooyoung felt the need to add.
“Fine by me.” She shrugs. “That just means he’s had a lot of time to perfect his stamina.”
“Oh—" both boys gagged dramatically at the same you broke into fits of giggles.
Only yunjin would say something so bizarre.
“Go quickly jun before she goes any further.”
“Gladly!” Yeonjun obliges by picking a pic from his stack and flips it.
“Miss gloria from madagascar.”
“Dude be so serious right now.” Wooyoung deadpans at him. “You just made an old guy look good.”
“What are you talking about?! Gloria is gorgeous!” Yeonjun shot back.
“A fine as hell one at that! And my girl had personality!” He makes a noise and taps his middle finger and his thumb together.
“Alright I’ll give you gloria. I’m thinking about some scenes from the movie and I can totally see what you mean.” Yunjin admits with a nod.
“See!” Yeonjun points to her and then turns and clasp wooyoung’s shoulder. “Let’s see who you got since you wanna come for my girl glo.”
Wooyoung snorts. “Unlike you, mines is human.” He turns his pic. “Mother gothel.” He says proudly with his chest.
The room broke out in laughter once again— minus wooyoung. You could barely keep your self upright with how hysterical you were. If it hadn’t been for yeosang, whose shoulders were also shaking, he held you by the waist to keep you from falling out your chair.
“And you talked about me and north!” Yunjin hiccups as tears were rolling down her face. “She doesn’t even look like that for real! It’s only because of rapunzel’s hair!”
“Okay and? I’m clearly showing her where the magic is in full effect. Can we acknowledge that part?”
“I’m sorry but I can’t see the vision without thinking about her transforming back in the end when flynn cut rapunzel’s hair.” Yunjin pats her face dry with a napkin.
“Or either you’re just mad that I came at north and so you wanna get even.” Wooyoung shakes his head before pointing his chin in yeosang’s direction.
Yeosang sits up right in his chair and looks around at everyone. “You guys better not laugh either.”
“No promises. Now flip it.” Wooyoung gives him a mischievous wink to which yeosang playfully glares back at him.
He reveals his pic. “Sam sparks.”
“Sam sparks, sam sparks, sam sparks.” Yeonjun says repeatedly to jog his memory while snapping. “Ohhhh, the weather girl from cloudy with a chance of meatballs! Yeah I get her, she’s cute.” Yeonjun adds.
“Especially when she had her glasses on and her hair tied back— omggg, y/n remember the part when flynn made her a hair tie out of jello?!” Yunjin clicks her nails against the table excitedly.
“I do! I even remember trying to make one when I was younger but it kept breaking and so I just smashed my jello altogether.”
Yeosang couldn’t help but laugh at you “Not gelatin managing to rage bait you.”
“I was ten, give me a break.” You pushed him by the shoulder but joined him with your own laugh.
The moment didn’t last long however before wooyoung was clearing his throat on the other side of the table.
“I do believe it is your turn y/n.” He says neutrally yet while staring yeosang down.
Confused, you glanced over to him to see he was mid shaking his head but stopped once your eyes were on him. His face began to grow flushed as he kept his eyes adverted from yours whilst suddenly drawn to some loose thread on his sweater.
Weird. Whatever that was about.
You just rolled your shoulders and proceeded on. Carefully plucking a pic from your stack to ensure you didn’t accidentally get the one you were saving for last.
Flipping it around. “Mines is big mcintosh.” Cueing roars from around the table.
“Here we go with this my little pony shit again.” Wooyoung sighs dramatically and puts his head in his hands.
“Hey! Don’t be bad mouthing my comfort show!” You point at him.
“I know him. He’s applejack’s older brother right?” Yeosang asks, causing you to beam excitedly.
Wooyoung then abruptly lifts his head and point at you accusingly. “Don’t tell me you’ve done converted him with your mythical creatures.”
“Jokes on you because not all of them are mythical.” You stick your tongue at him teasingly but he rolls his eyes as a result.
That was the end of round one now your turn was over.
“This is actually fun!” Yunjin exclaimed. “Makes me wonder who else y’all have!”
“I say let’s keep going to find out.”
Serval rounds later with two more eating sessions in between; the game was slowly coming to an end as your cake was decorated with over a dozen of pictures of characters. Just like you had seen done in the videos you researched about the game.
Wooyoung was last to stick his final one on, who happened to be pacha's wife from the emperor's new groove.
"It's a shame she didn't much screen time though. She was funny as hell too." Wooyoung sighed into his piece of cake that he had cut along the way because, 'the game is taking too long to wait any longer.'
So, thanks to him, there was a portion of cake missing from the back.
"Anyways," He then sets down his fork and clasp his hands together. "I do believe it is your turn again sangie." He says with this underlying amusement in his voice. Sounding very much like he knew something that no one else did.
Usually you would brush off his antics and carried on but this time was one where you couldn't. Not when whatever it was, was affecting yeosang too.
You noticed actually, as the game went on and everyone was beginning to run out of characters, he seemed to grow more tense while wooyoung just got smugger.
You don't know what happened between those two earlier when they had gone upstairs to talk but it was clear that something was up.
Whether it was good or bad, honestly you couldn't tell with all the mixed signal; how one minute they seemed fine and the next they were doing whatever this was.
It was seriously starting to worry you.
"Y/n." Yeosang starts with a shaky breath, causing your heart to thump almost painfully against your chest.
"Yes?" You answered as leveled as you could.
"I have something to tell you– well actually this is something that I've been wanting to tell you." He chuckles whilst rubbing the back of his neck.
"I hope this isn't an awkward time to bring it up, but I need you to hear me out on this one, okay?"
From the corner of your eye, you could feel yeonjun and yunjin's concern looks burning into the side of your head, but you resisted not turning to meet their gazes and kept your eyes on yeosang.
But he doesn't say. Instead, he leans across the table and sticks his last photo into the cake– and it was a photo of you?!
At the same time yeonjun and yunjin's voices boomed throughout the room as they saw it too.
Meanwhile wooyoung just sits in his chair with this smug smile all over his face.
You had to blink one, then twice, then thrice again to make sure you were actually seeing what you were actually seeing.
So many thoughts were running through your mind and yet not a single one was able to help you what to make of this. What to even say.
You were beyond speechless that's for sure because how did he beat you to your own plan?
"Please say something y/n." Yeosang reaches out for your hand that also had your last photo in it, trying to get you to look at him.
He was beginning to think this was all a big mistake and he just humiliated himself–
That confused him. "Huh?"
"How did you know what I was planning?" You finally turned to him, shock still heavily present.
Yeosang shakes his head, not following. "I don't what you mean–"
That is until you turned your own photo and he sees that it was him, this time shocking everyone.
"Okay, what the actual fuck is going on right now?!" Yunjin shoots out of her seat with her hand covering her mouth.
"For real, because I definitely didn't see that one coming?!" Wooyoung says, sounding so disappointed in himself.
Neither did you with yeosang’s. However, you felt that now that this is out in the air, you could finally have that talk with him that you wanted from the other day but couldn't then.
"Do you guys mind if we have the room for a few minutes?" You turned to your friends politely who were all still observing the situation.
Like clockwork, yunjin speaks up for all three of them. "Of course, friend! Take all the time you need!" She speaks with so much enthusiasm that she looks like she's practically glowing.
"We'll just be–" She grunts as she tries pulling both yeonjun and wooyoung up from their seats who were being reluctant to get up. "In the other room."
"Do we really have to leave? Things were just getting good." You hear yeonjun whine on their way out. They were probably going to the den where wooyoung had his switch and other gaming consoles plugged up at.
Now that it was just you and yeosang, you felt like you could finally breathe despite there being some nerves still.
"When did you–" you both managed to say at same time, causing you both laugh.
"You first." Yeosang insisted, motioning with his hand.
"I was just going to say when did you know? When you had feelings for me that is?"
Without a single pause to think. "It was a little after that day that I kissed you, back when we were drawing in your dorm." He answered almost immediately.
You remember that day. Almost as if it was yesterday when in actuality it was just a month ago. You hadn’t been kissed like that in a long, long time.
"To be honest with you actual," He reached over for your hands, holding them in his.
"After that kiss happened, I felt terrible. Guilty even.” Causing your head to tilt.
Yeosang takes a deep breath. “Because I knew how before we ever got here, you only did one nightstands.” He says while watching you closely before continuing.
"Knowing that with how fast things were moving between us that day, it made me feel guilty because there I was, almost another guy who was about to take pleasure from you and never treasuring you as the gem you are."
“You don’t deserve to be seen just for your body, y/n. But to be seen past it and to be valued for who are you as person.” He finishes.
The corners of your eyes pricked with tears, burning and threatening to spill at any moment.
You didn't realize how badly you needed someone to tell you deserved more until now. How badly you wanted someone to not follow along in your tangos but to actually peep your steps and called your dance for what it truly is.
It was a dance a fear. Fear of putting your heart back on the line and it possibly getting broken. Because it has been before, and because of it, it's been scarred with the nastiest scar. One that you thought was never going to heal.
That is until you met yeosang.
"I thought I was going to be able to be just friends with you… and hoped that through friendship, you would know that someone else sees you. Beyond the facade you put on to protect yourself.”
A tear final slipped. Hot and hurriedly down your cheek. But you didn’t dare to wipe it.
Yeosang did however. With a faint smile.
“But I couldn’t.” He shakes his head.
“Because I don’t only just see you. But I also see a girl who’s been hurt before.” Your heart was banging against your ribcage at this point.
At any second you were sure it was going to burst right out of your chest.
You bit your wobbly lip, trying to keep back the ugly sob that also wanted out.
“She thinks by limiting her to one nightstands is enough to suffice her. That they’ll give her the thrill she needs whenever she wants to feel alive. But they’re never actually what she wants, because she really wants, more than anything is to finally be chosen.”
And that’s when you broke.
Covering your face with your hands, you wept into them. Hard and probably sounding horrendous, but you just let it out. Because what he said was true.
That’s all you wanted. All that you hoped someone wanted from you, was you.
You then felt the weight of something pull you into something warm. You didn’t have to see to know that it was yeosang’s arms around you.
He held you tightly to his chest as he rocked you soothingly.
His lips were also near your ear. You could tell by his warm breath. He placed a kiss on you there. Short but sweet as he continued his rocking.
“I chose y/n. And I wanna be with you. Only if you let me.”
Everything in you was scream yes and millions times over. Only if he could hear it.
Sniffling, you tried cleaning yourself up the best way you could and sat up slowly so you could look him in the eyes.
"I do." You tell him, and shockingly while there was a massive lump in your throat. "I wanna be with you too. Ever since halloween night when ryuna kissed you."
You couldn't believe you were finally admitting this out loud to him as embarrassing as it was.
"Before that night happened actually, things had been changing for me whenever I was around you.” Faster than you could blink too.
“But what really confirmed to me that what I had been feeling was real the entire time, was right after seeing that kiss. Which I know is silly because we aren't even together and so I had no right to be jealous but I just couldn't help it because–"
You weren't able to get another word out because yeosang had pulled you back in and shut you up with his lips.
But you melted into him anyway. Loving how easily your mind shut off and your body clung to him like it knew exactly who he was.
His touch, his lips. Intertwined with yours as they began a new dance.
Not your usual tango but one of newfound trust and belief. Belief of someone who finally wasn’t afraid to want you, and trust that they weren't going to break your heart.
When you and yeosang finally pulled away, your heart finally felt light and not heavy. For years you wanted to feel this way with someone and that someone was right in front of you, and you don't plan to let him go.
"I can definitely tell something changed with you." Yeosang laughs, causing you to tilt your head.
"Because," he leaned back in, just enough to bump noses with you. "Since when do you ramble like that around me. Usually, it's the other way around."
"Be quiet you or else I'll find other means to shut you up." You gritted through your teeth, mouth inches away from being back on his again.
"No you won't either." His fingers intercept in between your lips before it could happen, causing you to pout to which he just laughs and swipes a finger under your chin.
"Not until I've properly taken you out and I properly ask to be your boyfriend."
"Oh really now?" The corners of your mouth begin to lift. "And walk me through that process if you don't mind."
"Let's see." He pretends to think. "For starters, I would text you and let you know that I wanna take you some place special with a time and date. Wait till said date and let you get all pretty for me." He pinches your cheek.
"Then I would take you to said restaurant and let you order whatever you want and pick up the tab because that's what real men do. But don't think that's all." He shakes his head. "Because what's dinner without dessert."
"Hmm, lemme take a wild guess." You hummed and leaned into him more. "Would it happen to be the same place where you mentioned before having the best ice cream?"
"Aren't you such a smart girl." He murmurs against your lips.
"But of course I have to finally take you to my favorite ice cream parlor that's near my job. Then we'll eat it in my car while watching your comfort show on my ipad that I purposefully brought with me. Pretend to be shocked though."
You laughed together at that but also you couldn't help but to be touched. You almost wanted to cry again.
"And at the very end, I'll then ask how I did do and if I'm worthy then of being your boyfriend. How does that sound?"
"Oh yeosang," You patted his chest and planted a kiss on his cheek. "If you do it exactly like that, consider yourself already it.”
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Pairing kang yeosang x fem reader
Genre smau! fwb2lvrs w crack, drama, cursing, mature themes/ scenes MDNI
Synopsis “You were just supposed to be a distraction for him; something to take his mind off his ex. He wasn’t supposed to fall in love with you.”
taglist @niyareloadedd @enhacolor @bekahtaylorgriggs @mxnhoeuwu @emmalabo @s1ar4s @raeslogbook @spenceatiny18 @narratedforbutterflies @aylablue [leave a comment here or on the masterlist to be added]
all dates/ timestamps are irrelevant to the story and therefore should not be paid attention to
dividers credit @ anitalenia
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